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kathysturniolo · 2 months

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Understand you.

description: a teenage girl, February Martin, struggling with mental health and addiction who hates talking about her feelings. she likes the fact that nobody notices. however, her best friend, Matt, starts to realize more and more that she's losing herself.

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"Feb.."

"Feb, wake up."

"February.."

"Feb! "

My eyes flickered open. I heard Sarah's voice. I looked at her. The light burned into my pupils.

"Ms. Tilson just asked you a question."

"I-I'm sorr- what? " I lifted myself up. My arms were numb.

"I asked you to identify this triangle. February. "

My eyes fixated on the board. It was blurry. I looked around and everyone's eyes were plastered to me.

"I- um- I don't know." My nails dug into my arm. I heard whispers and people were giving me looks, almost like they wanted to yell 'boo' at me.

"Miss Martin, you've been sleeping in my class almost this entire semester. "She sighed.

I didn't say anything. I wanted to. I just stared at my legs. She pinched the bridge of her nose and picked up a marker.

"Does anybody else want to try to identify the triangle? "

Hands rose like fucking springs. You idiot.

After that class, I left early. Like, 'asking to go to bathroom and then walking out of the door' early. I'm surprised I've never been caught before, after doing it at least 20 times this year. I found a gas station and sat outside on a piece of side walk and pulled out my my phone.

feb:

heyy

matt:

dude did u leave class again?

feb:

yeah lol sorry

matt:

yk your gonna get caught one day for just leaving.

feb:

it hasn't happened yet so 🤷‍♀️

matt:

ok lol. where are you?

feb:

Dan's gas station

matt:

come by my house after i get out, k?

I sighed and sat down my phone. i was going to go to a bar tonight. Get 'today' off my mind.

feb:

alright

I headed home after sitting down for about 15 minutes. If I was being honest, I didn't want to explain to my dad why I was home early, but I just wanted to go home for a little bit.

I opened the door. The creak made my body twitch. I hated this damn door.

"Dad, " I shook him.

Yep, he was knocked out.

Thank God.

His beer can spilled a little on the floor, leading me to accidently stepping in the puddle of liquid.

"Shit."

Well, that was another reason why my day sucked. I took off my now soaked converses and threw them over in the living room, rushing to my room.

My room was a mess. I didn't remember leaving it like this. I just threw myself on my bed, opening the sandwhich bag of meth I had in the corner of my bed, hidden under some covers. When Matt finds out I didn't stop using he'll be so pissed at me. His voice rang inside my head.

6:51

matt:

u still coming over?

My phone buzzes beside me. I woke up as my body was leaned off the bed.

I was definitely high. .

feb:

I cut my phone off and tried to get up. My head got dizzy and my vision went black.

It's okay, maybe he won't notice.

I put on a dark blue sweatshirt, put on a pair of sneakers, and walked out of my room, down the stairs.

Dad was still fast asleep. Part of me didn't really care and wanted to let him sleep but the other part of me wanted to wake him up and make sure he didn't die in his sleep. I was almost out the door when I sighed and turned back around and made my way to my dad and put my finger under his nose to make sure he was breathing.

He was, thank God.

I walked back to the door and walked out. I forgot to lock it but, it's a small neighborhood, I think it'll be okay.

I must've not been too high, I could still function. I was kinda dizzy still. Hopefully, I don't get hit by a car as I'm walking to Matt's.

feb:

im on my way

I slid my phone in the pocket of my sweats. and speed-walked down the street and curved a couple corners until I made it to his house. He had a better house then me, it was bigger and cleaner. He loves to clean, so that makes sense.

feb:

here

A couple seconds later, Matt's blue eye met mine. He greets me with a big smile.

"Hey, kid," He said, poking out his hand, gesturing to do our handshake.

I smiled and grabbed his hand, "Bro I said stop calling me kid, you're literally younger then me," I laughed.

"By what? 4 months?" He said furrowing his eyebrows and smiling.

We both laughed and I walked into his house fully.

"Parents are at work, so we're definitely using the kitchen." He said, chuckling.

"Aww, mann, but Marylou and Jimmy are the only reason I even come here," I teased.

He laughed and we walked up the stairs to him room. He had an awesome room. His LED lights were always on green, he had a huge bed, and a big blue bean bag chair. He had a huge gaming set up, and a walk in closet with band posters stuck to it from top to bottom.

I plopped on his bed and kicked off my shoes. He climbed beside me.

"Dude, I saw this movie on TikTok, it's about some psyco killer clown. It seems pretty badass. "

I was zoned out, my head in the clouds, I almost didn't hear what Matt said.

"Alright, " I said with an unconvincing laugh.

I could tell he was confused on my lack of excitement because I saw him look at me from the corner of my eye.

He cut of the tv, and put it to the movie. My head was killing me. I clenched my eyes shut and winced a little. He tapped on my shoulder.

"Are you good bro?' He said, with a little bit of a laugh.

"Yeah, duh" I said sarcastically.

The movie played for at least 10 minutes before my vision went black again and I got dizzy. I started to lean back a little bit.

"Feb." He said, seriously. So seriously, it kind of scared me.

"What?" I said innocently, as I looked him.

He looked at me, squinting his eyes a bit. He parted his lips and frowned at me.

'You're using again. " he sighed.

"What? Matt. I'm not. I'm no- not."

I looked at him. I could see his eyes start to water.

"Feb, you promised me you'd stop. You promised me." He looked at me, with glossy eyes.

"Matt, I- I'm n-" My voice cracked. My eyes swelled with tears. "I can't, Matt."

Matt wiped his hand over his mouth. I could see a tear, screaming to come out of his eye.

I covered my mouth with my hand. I tried not to cry. I closed my eyes to try to keep the tears in.

He leaned over me, putting his hands on my arms. He looked at me, he didn't say anything. It was almost like he was waiting for the whole world to disappear and it just be us.

"February," He spoke, "It's okay."

He took his thumb and wiped his thumb across my face.

"You're my best friend Feb. You told me you were getting better. You told me that you stopped."

"Matt, I- I'm sorry." I sighed.

"What's going on? You first started using when your grandma died. That was your worst breaking point. That was 3 years ago. What's going on now? " He whispered.

"Nothing, Matt. Nothing, I promise."

"February, talk to me."

"You won't understand."

"You're my best friend, I understand you, Kid"

"My dad." I whispered.

"Your dad? What's wrong with your dad?" Matt asked concerned.

"He misses Mom, Matt. Last month was her birthday. He's been isolating since." My voice cracked.

Fuck, don't cry again February.

Matt pulled me into a hug. I put my face into the crook of his neck, trying not to cry.

"I'm so sorry. " He whispered as he rested his chin on my head. "Can you stay tonight? I just want to make sure you're okay."

I breathed out and wiped the tears off my eyes and nodded."

"I'm here for you, February. For fucking ever."

I chuckled, and we laid back and continued watching the movie.

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nptnewr · 2 years

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Books and Smarts ~ Jake Martin x Reader

A/N ~ One of my fav requests, sorry im shit at writing rn idk whats happening

Summary: You are a mechanic at Bobby’s Racing. Jake is sick of being bullied and labeled the “dumb” person of the crew. You agree to tutor him, but you get way more than you bargained for.

Warnings: You might get a cavity from the fluff in this

Word Count: 1K

Jake has always been labeled as the “dumb” person in the group. Growing up, he was often seen as the dumb jock, and now as the driver at Bobby’s racing, he is seen as the dumb racecar driver. It seems to be an endless spiral of self-conscious thoughts. Maybe he wasn’t the smartest, but he wasn’t a complete idiot.

However, every team member liked to rub his cluelessness in his face. Chuck and Amir would often baby-talk him through a car check-up. Kevin would blatantly call him names and laugh with Beth about how dumb he was. Catherine and Jessie would refer to him as a himbo, though he didn’t know what that meant. It had to be bad.

One person that didn’t make fun of him though was you. You were a mechanic for the crew, and you were always kind and patient with him. If he asked you a question, you answered it more in-depth than others, so he could better understand what you were saying. If he got something wrong, like missaid a word, you would kindly correct him.

It had been a long day today and everyone was ready to go home. Except for two people, Jake and Jessie who were currently in an argument. No one in the garage could ignore it with how loud they were being.

“I can learn!” Jake yelled.

“No you can’t, you can’t even read, Jake. Honestly, it’s just sad. Now, will you just stop trying to work on the car!” Jessie huffed.

The argument was over the fact that Jake tried to help with the car. He had done it multiple times, and each time he would be chased away by various people. This time though, he decided he had enough of being thought of as incompetent when it came to fixing the car.

“I can’t learn how to fix the car if I don’t try and help. I’m a hands-on learning type of guy, Jess.” Jake puts his hands on his hips with a frown on his face.

You decide now is a good time to chime into the argument before it blows up even more.

“I can teach you, Jake. If you want to come around this weekend, I can work with you one-on-one.” You smile.

Jake turns towards you with surprise. His crush was asking him to show up to work, on the weekend, with no one around.

“Yes! I mean-yeah, that sounds cool.” Jake coughed and corrected his overexcited tone.

“It’s settled then.” You grab your bag from the chair in front of you and walk out of the garage.

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Saturday had come faster than you thought, and now you were waiting for Jake. Slumping beside the car, you took out your phone and began to check the crew’s group chat texts. There was always something new on there that would make you laugh. Every single bad photo of Kevin or blurry photo of Jessie without make-up would make its way there.

“Y/N?” Jake’s voice brought your attention away from your phone.

“Over here!” You responded and pocketed your phone.

Jake walked over to you, clapping his hands together in excitement.

“Alright, so what are we going to learn first? How to change a tire? How to replace the car battery-”

“Slow down there, Tiger. I am going to first, open the hood.” You cut off Jake’s questions and opened the hood of the car.

“And now I am going to teach you what each part of the car is called.”

“What? I thought fixing up cars would be fun. When do I get to use that fire stick?” Jake asked.

“Wh- do you mean the stick welder? Jake, sweetie, I love the thought, but I would never let you near one of those.” You laughed.

God, he loved that laugh.

“Damn” Jake mumbled.

It wasn’t long before you had gone through each part of the car with Jake. However, you noticed Jake wasn’t paying much attention to the car. Instead, his eyes were glued to you as you explained each piece and part. It was like he was entranced by you, and it caused your stomach to erupt with butterflies.

“What is this called?” You pointed inside the hood of the car.

“What?” Jake blinked.

Jake had been paying no attention to what you were saying, instead of focusing on your lips which seemed to be incredibly smooth today.

“This part, Jake. What is this part called?” You pointed again.

“The…exhaust?” Jake had no clue.

“The exhaust- Jake were you even listening? This is the radiator. The thing we are going to be putting coolant in.” You sigh.

“Oh, Amir yelled at me because of the radiator last week.”

“What did you do to it?”

“I tried to put tap water where the coolant goes. I thought water is supposed to cool things.” Jake explained matter-o-factly.

“What the fuck.” You giggled.

Jake smiled as he watched you laugh at his misfortune. You eventually collected yourself enough to look back at Jake. You noticed he was just staring at you will a small smirk on his lips.

“What are you looking at me like that for?”

“I love your laugh.” Jake simply stated.

You couldn’t help the blush that crept onto your cheeks. How do you even respond to that?

“Thanks.” You said quietly.

“You are welcome. Is this where the tutor kisses the student now?” Jake completely ruins the moment.

“Oh my god, just shut up.” You groan and drag Jake in for a kiss.

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danniburgh · 3 years

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Rushingly Bittersweet, (Javier Peña x f!reader) part 1.

Pairing: Javier Peña x ofc//f!reader with name.

Summary: After the fall of Escobar everything starts happening way too fast for Javier; his raise, his new office, his new team, the Cali cartel's operation, the sudden arrival of a new agent that was transferred to his team for no apparent reason, the way he was falling in love with her almost unintentionally.

And he couldn't seem to stop any of that.

Word count: +2.1k

Series warnings: talks and mentions of misogyny and sexism, cursing, smoking, drinking, eventual sex, cartel shit, watch me make some shit up to fit reader inside the narrative, guns, dea shit, feels, javier actually being a little bit more introspective, just basically me inserting reader into the third season

Chapter warnings: depictions of misogyny and some cursing

A/N: This chapter is set in season three, episode one. // this has been simmering in the back of my head for way too long, i even made a post about it just trying to ease the weight of my thoughts but my mind keeps racing with more things about this exact story, so here goes nothing. THIS GOES ALONG THE CANON OF THE THIRD SEASON kinda (so yeah, spoilers if you haven’t watched it yet), i actually had to watch it to write this because in the end, you’re a fucking DEA agent baby (also please keep in mind that english is not my native language, im really trying for this to be GOOD)

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You knew you chose a difficult job, hell, a difficult career, you knew you had to prove yourself, your worth and your abilities countless times, at this point it wasn’t even that much of a surprise anymore. Every time you encountered another man in the office or in the field, you had to spend an incredible amount of time first proving you were capable and you knew what you were doing before even getting to work.

Yet you got comfortable in your previous destination, you had a team, you had people to trust and trusted you back, they knew you were more than capable, you didn’t have to tell them to listen to you or your ideas, you didn’t have to ask for anyone’s approval. You were just another agent.

But now you had to do it all over again.

“Shit” you growled, trying to unwrinkle your blazer with one hand, the flight down to Colombia hadn’t been at all gentle to you and you were tired and cold. Your feet were sore, your back was killing you, you were fighting the desire to get rid of your suit skirt and run to put some pants on, everybody was lying when they said Colombia was a hot place, the air was chilly, and the dress suit you were wearing barely provided any meaningful heat, and the fact that nobody went to pick you up at the airport made you even more frustrated. You were still pulling around your suitcase because apparently the embassy is such a fucking mess that not even one person told you where you were going to live yet.

You showed your badge to the guards at the doors and they let you in without much of a look. You walked right through the lobby into the elevator, sighing in relief. Thanks America and its air conditioned buildings.

The elevator doors opened and you walked straight inside of the DEA offices, they were small, cramped and dark, great, just how you liked your work spaces.

“Hi” you said, approaching the small front desk, the receptionist looked up at you and smiled, it was the first smile you saw in a while and that made you feel a little less frustrated, you pulled out the badge again and showed it to her “can you please direct me to the office of Javier Peña?” you asked.

The girl tilted her head to the left in confusion.

“Are you agent Martin?” she said with her thick american accent, you put the badge again in the pocket of your dress pants and nodded to her.

“Yes, is he– is he expecting me?”

“Not really, but agent Feistl is,” she said, pointing to a cornered desk almost in the back where a blond man was sitting, he looked up at the sound of his name and you sighed again.

“Oh, yeah, I talked to him on the phone, thank you,” you said, smiling a bit back to her while you walked around the unoccupied desks in the front of the office “Feistl” you said his name once you reached his desk, stretching out your hand to shake his “agent Martín” you said “it’s nice to meet you” he looked at you, frowning, but took your hand nonetheless and shook it.

“Chris Feistl” he said, a little taken aback and another man approached both of you “this is my partner, Daniel Van Ness” the larger man gave you a single nod and you shook his hand again.

“You’re agent Martin?” Van Ness said.

Here we go again.

“My last name is Martín, first name Florencia” you said, accentuating the í in your last name, inhaling the tension around and making it your own, yet another time “I’m guessing you were expecting a man?” you dropped, they looked at each other “don’t worry, it happens everytime” you finished with a small grin.

They remained silent, looking at you, yet another time you let them, although for a single moment you actually wondered if there was something wrong with the way you looked; you gave a glance to yourself on the elevator walls on your way up and aside from your hair being close to look like a mess you were ok, you take another second to try to analyze the men in front of you, the way they were standing, the expression on their faces, they were shocked that was for sure, but also… relieved? and somehow… happy?.

“Is there anywhere I can put this?” you asked, glancing at the suitcase.

“You came here all the way from the airport?” Feistl asked, you nodded.

“Yeah, no one showed up so I just grabbed a cab” Van Ness snorted and you looked at him. He didn’t say anything, “where’s my desk?” you asked again, starting to feel more frustrated but also a bit amused when again they didn’t say a thing, “you did get the memo that you’d be getting a new person today, right?” you questioned in a huff, a bit louder, looking at them in utter disbelief. Fucking embassy, fucking DEA.

“Is agent Martin here?” you heard your name being called from behind you, the men in front of you just widened their eyes and looked at you.

“That would be me” you announced, turning around, seeing a tall, tanned skin, sweaty man approaching you, “and you must be Javier Peña” you said, allowing yourself to be more assured, stretching your hand again.

“You are agent Martin” he said, making it sound half like a question, half an assertion, looking at you up and down, he put his hands on his hips, not bothering to take your hand.

“Florencia Martín, yes sir” you dropped down your hand and pronounced your last name again, trying to get american people to pronounce your name was hard, and you hoped at least Javier Peña would understand it, yet he said it wrong. He just stood there and you glanced at him discreetly, he, differently from the men behind you, was a walking ball of frustration, you sympathized and tried to read his posture. He was trying to be cocky but his try died in his eyes, he was shocked, surprised and not at all entertained.

“No wonder why I couldn’t find you in the airport” he growled.

“You were also expecting a man” you affirmed, this time, a small hint of disappointment grew inside your stomach “don’t worry, it happens all the time” you repeated roughly. You turned around to your new partners, not caring and ignoring the look your new boss was giving you “my desk?”

Van Ness pointed a small cubicle behind his and Feislt’s big desks, you suppressed a sigh and walked towards the space, still pulling your fucking suitcase, feeling the looks of three men in your back. You were used to this, you had done it countless times, and you knew you weren’t the only woman that has gone through this. But after spending the time you spent in one single place, with the same people, doing the same thing, after having an amazing partner that had believed in you since the day you almost punched the shit out of him on the academy, after having your own office to work with him, after having faced many masculine faces disapproving you being in the same rooms as them while chasing bad guys, after receiving thousands of condescending looks when you said anything, and yet being capable of raise everybody’s expectations, starting it all over again not only sounded hard, it also sounded exhausting.

Javier couldn’t believe his fucking luck when he looked at you. He certainly was expecting a man, Washington only told him so much and he assumed what everyone did when they heard your last name, in the end it was a masculine name. For some reason he felt guilty when you told him you always get that reaction.

He tried to examine you, ever the analyzer, but he got nothing, not from the way you were still standing in front of the ridiculously small cubicle, tapping your foot against the carpeted floor, or the way you kept putting a thin strand of hair behind your ear and it kept falling in front of your right cheekbone, nothing from the way you reached for the manila folder that was waiting to be picked up or the way your fingers moved around the pages. You seemed unreadable to him and he didn’t like that. Not one bit.

You turned around when you felt his stare, he was still just standing there, looking at you.

“Is this really everything I have to be briefed on?” you questioned him lifting the folder in your left hand. He nodded and turned to the right to walk to his office “well fuck that” you murmured under your breath. You heard Van Ness snorting again and looked at him giving you a small smile, maybe you didn’t say that as quietly as you wanted, you gave him half a grin and he shook his head.

You took off your blazer and sat on the incredibly uncomfortable chair.

“Shit” you whispered again.

“Fuck” Javier said under his breath, loosening his tie and crashing into his chair. He rubbed his eyes with the ball of his hands and sighed. What the fuck did the people at Washington think. He was after a whole fucking cartel, he didn’t have his trusted partner this time, he was alone and he had to lead a team to do that, he had just lost two agents after they were stupid and reckless going around Cali and they dared to send down one random chick in some sort of replacement that for some reason seemed just so small and frail to him.

He was pretty sure you weren’t due to the fact that you were a DEA agent, but when he looked at you the only thing he could notice was the way your eyes were dimmed, maybe due to the fluorescent lights or the fact that you had flown who-knows how many hours to be there, or the way your hands seemed way too delicate to even handle a gun, or how your body looked breakable to the touch.

He didn’t like the way his mind was forming his thoughts about you, it wasn’t right to think that way of a woman- no, a person- no, an agent he had just met, he just knew it was the macho part in him that saw you that way. He knew that if Washington had sent you all the way down to a god forsaken country fighting an unfair war, you had to be capable to endure it.

Javier scratched his stubble and reached for the thinest folder he had on his desk, it was your file. He grinned when he opened it, unbelieving of the almost non existent amount of information it had about you. It did have your full name, though, so, mistaking you for a guy was indeed his fault, just because he didn’t read the file before.

He browsed through the last locations you had been sent to and raised his eyebrows when he saw the amount of time you’d spent in the last place. No wonder why you were being so reluctant about everything you saw and how you were being treated. He remembered how he felt when he was a newcomer and he remembered what he had to go through with Steve when he first came to the country, it was awful, and even without the language barrier, as your file said you did speak spanish, he assumed you must feel like an outcast. It was never easy, arriving at a place where everything seemed like it belonged there but you.

Javier closed the file and threw it back to the pile of manila folders in front of him. He did have his doubts about you, and surely he was wondering why he had only been sent that joke of a file and nothing else, and he didn’t want to make your stay in Colombia or at the embassy a living hell, but he did want to see what you were able to do, he couldn’t wait for you to show him what you had in you.

That last thought sent him for a bit through a deliciously nasty tangent, and he had to bring himself back to the initial train of thought: you.

You were now his. No– you were now in his team. He was now your boss. He couldn’t think of you in any other way even if sometimes it couldn’t be avoided.

Javier rubbed his lower lip with his thumb, wondering what were you working on before arriving, trying to think what was happening in México that made you stay that long.

And a question was forming in his head… What the hell did you do to be sent to Colombia?

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bananonbinary · 3 years

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Would you mind to share your Jonmartin Guys and Dolls AU daydreams?

its deeply silly and borderline cracky, and mostly half formed, but sure lmao

im thinking about jon as sky and martin as [i cant fuckin remember the love interest's name oops], except jon is a bit more of a mix of sky and nathan.

jon is lonely and prickly, and after an argument with tim is all “oh yeah, as if human relationships are sooo difficult, i could have a date if i wanted, maybe i just think its all a waste of time” and tim’s like. “wow okay rude, i could stop this trainwreck, OR i could be petty and let you crash and burn here” so: the Bet is made. if jon can actually take out someone of tim’s choosing and show them a genuinely good time, tim will pay for the Thing jon’s been trying to fund raise for entirely out of his own pocket. actually maybe its not really tim promising the money. i dont want to paint him as the asshole. maybe tim and jon have the argument, and fucking elias just butts in out of nowhere like “lets make this interesting gentlemen” because he’s a Rich Creep like that. also elias is definitely a 1920s gangster because thats fucking hilarious.

martin and jon Do Not like each other. i think martin is trying to save a failing library with a super conservative head or something (his mother perhaps?), because running with the original not-salvation army gives me fucking hives, but i do still like the idea of Religious Trauma!martin and will pepper it into all my ideas. this might be shading a bit into music man also. listen i like cheesey romance musicals dont @ me. jon, sticking with his original premise that romance is for fucking losers, is like “listen i need a date for Reasons you dont need to know, if u go on a date with me i’ll bring in so many new patrons” and martin’s thinking “wow okay this guy is a skeevey as fuck pick up artist but shit i do need the help” so out loud he’s like “i hate this, but fine.”

honestly i dont really have much of the rest of it i just think its fun to think about them going on a date together that they’re both sort of stubbornly committed to hating and then being like,,,,oh,,,,,,he is soft actually,,,,,,,,,,,

they have a surprisingly wonderful date, but then martin finds out about the bet and thinks jon was just putting on a nice act so he could win some money and his first impression of “skeevey pick up artist” was actually correct. (jon definitely forgot about the bet like ten minutes into the date when martin smiled at him)

actually i might steal a bit from Drawn To That Sort Of Library Magic by god_commissioned_me just to say that the thing jon needs money for is something super wholesome and important, like an lgbt+ support group, and that’s also the group he’s planning on bringing to the library, but he just. never fuckin mentions what the group actually is to martin so martin’s assuming its some sketchy group based on that first impression, and then he finds out jon is just a regular dude trying to do a Good thing and has to come to terms with the fact that he’s maybe a lil in love now.

i cannot stress enough that no one is deliberately playing with anyone else’s emotions in this version, all parties view the initial date as a purely transactional thing, the messy feelings just happen afterwards.

#this got so long oh my god #lol i said it was half-formed #its just a soup of cheesy romance tropes cherry-picked from Stories I Like #lady-with-a-deathwish #im absolutely not going to write this if anyone else wants to play in the space go nuts #i changed the wording a lil cause i dont want jon to sound arophobic #the point isnt 'man thinks hes above romance' the point is 'man is transparent about how much he wants romance'#he's lonely bc he also holds friends at arm's length. not bc hes currently single.

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kadywicker · 3 years

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Hi! Im same anon from few weeks ago thanking you for getting me into the magicians bc dopamine etc and rn Im watching s4 (near end but im rationing it. kinda) but i dont really filter spoilers so Ive seen stuff from s5 and I have to say... every single thing I read/see sounds like a fever dream and not even a fun one. What is going on? I'm not sure i want to know.

oh my god it’s miserable man i’m so sorry. s5 is..... so bad fasdfasdf i avoided watching it for a year bc i didn’t want to waste my energy trying to p*rate it. but i watched it last weekend and let me tell u..... not worth it! there’s a couple episodes that are like? okay? i guess? but mostly it’s just. terrible writing. sexism. homophobia. nonsensical plots. bad writing. more shitty writing. like. there’s some spoilers below so don’t click if u dont want spoilers but in case u want to know what’s going on (warning for spoilers and a huge wall of text):

there’s too much magic now so spells are going off the shits bc there’s so much magic. there’s a harmonic convergence coming up which will make magic go even MORE wild. a pig man from fillory shows up saying there’s going to be an apocalypse and he needs quentin to help. julia says oh shit sorry quentin’s dead but i can do it but the pig man says only STRONG MEN can do it so he fucks off to try and go find a man for the quest. julia decides to stop the apocalypse anyway, which she thinks is the harmonic convergence. so much fucking shit happens long story short they end up DESTROYING THE MOON. they crack the moon like an egg and eliot and margo get trapped in a timeloop caused by sentient whales practicing magic to keep the kraken at bay. margo gets out of the time loop leaving eliot who figures out what to do! and sends himself back in time to stop the moon from cracking. yay world saved. MEANWHILE IN FILLORY eliot and margo were thrown 300 years into fillorys future where the dark king rules. he’s got? fucking zombies or some shit hes “fighting”? i dont know i wasnt sober for half of this season. they’re hunting fairies. eliot talks about quentin in one (1) episode and cries a little before sending quentin a letter in the underworld. earlier in the episode he tried to fuck the dark king. after that he does not bring up quentin a single other time bc gay men do not get to have compelling love stories and he spends the rest of the season mooning after the dark king he met for 3 seconds before deciding actually HES the love of his life, not quentin. fen and josh are dead in the past and margo and eliot change the timeline like three times to save fen and josh! wow yay! also they can’t save quentin bc changing the timeline would be bad and disrespectful :( they can save fen and josh by altering the timeline though! at one point alice tries to make a golem of quentin to answer some questions about a page in a weird language she found in his desk but she brings back child quentin instead and he dies so it’s whatever. after the moon shit, they’re trying to find this seed that’s depicted on that page of quentin’s bc it’s the World Seed and can create whole new worlds! which is convenient bc turns out that apocalypse was NOT the apocalypse on earth but an apocalypse on fillory they think the dark king is gonna cause. turns out no, they’re going to cause it, they need to destroy fillory to stop the dark king from bringing back an army of the dead to bring back his gay lover bc gay mean are evil and bad >:( and before they destroy fillory they need to get all the fillorians in a pocket world and then put them on a new world they build with the world seed. so much shit happens i don’t even know. there’s a heist. there’s a musical episode that’s also the heist episode. eliot makes out with alice AND kady in this episode bc god likes to see me suffer. there’s a new chatwin! she’s great her name is plum and she can travel through time! she uses these time saving abilities to save hyman- you know, the really sexist perverted ghost that spies on people? yeah well she saves him. even though the narrative forbids saving quentin, they can save that fucking guy. julia is pregnant with penny 23′s baby but it’s a Super Pregnancy bc it’s red monkey month in fillory which means it goes faster. and she’s getting affected by the baby’s abilities to travel and be Psychic. fucking charlton is there he was still in eliot’s head the whole time and he gets out of eliot’s head to bother eliot but no one else can see him so they give him hyman’s body bc hyman wants to be a creepy ghost still. quentin gets brought up a few times but mostly to talk about how he ~sacrificed for those he loved~ or what the fuck ever and also to hammer in more quentin/alice like they didn’t have a like 3 month toxic relationship and he had a FIFTY YEAR RELATIONSHIP/MARRIAGE TO A MAN AND HAD AN ENTIRE CIHLD WITH HIM but ya know alice is the true love of his life bc they’re a man and a woman <3 <3 <3 the moon is sentient? i guess? there’s symbiotic aliens? fogg gets trapped in a magic acid induced drug alternate reality? and evil fogg from another timeline ends up coming through and fucking shit up? regular fogg gets back and has to hold a cat to stay sane bc all the insanity goes into a cat? fen, margo, ALICE?, and josh end up creating new fillory bc thats definitely the list of people that knew and loved fillory the most (definitely not eliot who was high king of fillory and sPENT 50 YEARS ON FILLORY WITH A HUSBAND AND SON no no he wouldn’t know about fillory), and disappear to their new fillory. the phrase “ovary up” is used no less than 7 times during the season and in the episode descriptions. kady’s barely mentioned as to what she’s doing post finale. eliot is a professor now and oh in the last FOUR FUCKING MINUTES WITH NO BUILD UP charlton kisses him and they go upstairs to fuck <3 the dark king was getting catfished by his brother martin btw bc the dark king is actually rupert chatwin and he ends up in a time bubble with jane and that’s fine while martin gets trapped in the library or some shit i don’t know. oh and plover is still alive and doing relatively fine compared to other characters who are like, dead. fen sympathizes with him isn’t that nice. there were at least 5 different opportunites to bring quentin back and they didn’t bring quentin back or leave opportunity for that. it’s bad. santa shows up for a minute? alice gets her fingers cut off and sewn back on and can’t do magic w one hand now but she’s a master magician so it turns out fine. there’s a line about “her lunacy identifies as she/her” talking about the moon, as if the magicians has any room to make pronoun jokes when they’ve had 2 trans characters that both died and weren’t even textually trans. at one point it turns out josh and fen fucked and margo tries to kill fen in a fit of jealousy and there’s a love triangle situation. fen is now a werewolf too btw. in conclusion! it fucking sucks.

#anonymous #*answers

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Star Wars 101 (Ch. 2) Episode IV - A New Hope

Masterlist

Gender: Female

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Wow, I didn't realize how much I'd written until I hit the tumblr limit. Hope you like it! Comment your thoughts!

Chapter Summary: Steve just wants to do his job, the avengers are the best wingmen, Scott doesn't like porn, and [y/n] thinks all nerds are freaky

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sci-fi boi: okay which cartoon rivalry was better?? Popeye the sailor man and Bluto or Tom and Jerry?

crackhead [y/n]: dude.

crackhead [y/n]: how is that even a question??? Obviously Tom and Jerry lol

sci-fi boi: explanation pls

crackhead [y/n]: popeye and bluto were always fighting over that girl olive and some other stupid crap but with my two furry buddies it was no talk pete no discussions just murder attempts ON SIGHT. Tell me they don't go harder than any other rivalry

sci-fi boi: haha truuuu

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"Are we boring you, Queens?"

Peter's head snapped up quickly, discreetly turning his phone off underneath the meeting table. "Um-huh? No no no, Mr. Rogers I'm listening. Sorry."

Steve shook his head and continued to speak as he pointed to the pictures on the screen at the end of the room. All of the Avengers of Earth were there, some half asleep, while the others either joked or listened intently.

In two short days, they were going to be taking back powerful tech that Martin Li(aka: Mr. Negative)'s "demons" had stolen from Stark Industries. A simple "get in and get out".

They'd known this plan for some days now, yet Steve insisted on calling meetings to go over it again and again.

Feeling a quick vibration go off in his hand, Peter instinctively looked back down at his phone to see a snapchat text notification from you.

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crackhead [y/n]: According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible🐝...

~~~

Peter shook his head slightly as he chuckled, a smile shamelessly creeping onto his face.

~~~

sci-fi boi: did you really just quote the bee movie at me???😂😂

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"Hey spidey-boy, would you mind sharing to the class what's so hilarious?" Rhodey's voice rang out loud and clear from across the table.

Quick as lightning, Peter turned his phone off and buried it in between his thighs, realizing that he hadn't been as quiet as he'd thought. To his luck, everyone’s eyes were trained on him now.

“It's n-nothing!” Peter squeaked, his voice breaking embarassingly. He shoved his phone into his pocket in fear of someone snatching it from him.

Natasha rolled her eyes and smirked. "So what're you looking at down there?"

"I-i, uh, I was just um, w-watching a funny- very funny video actually-"

"C'mon guys!," Sam laughed, clapping his hands together. "Don't tease the kid. We all know what he was smiling at down there!"

At that, Peter practically choked. "WHAT?!"

Tony snickered. "Personally, I don't think two inches is something to be proud of, but alright."

Peter's eyes widen, nearly falling out of his skull by the looks of it. "I-it's not two inches a-and I wasn't looking at-!"

"Jesus christ, guys..." Bruce sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "He was obviously just doing something on his phone. Leave the poor guy alone."

Peter coughed as he saw Steve glare at him with that infamous 'Im Captain America and Im judging you' glare. Phones weren't allowed in the meeting room. Well, they weren't supposed to be. No one ever really followed that rule except Peter. But he'd already been so deep in his conversation with you that he just couldn't put his phone down. "No no, um, I wasn't.. I was just zoning out, y'know, and I just happened to be looking-"

"-at your phone?," Steve cut in to ask.

"-at your dick," Rhodey stated at the same time.

"-at porn," Tony said with an all-knowing smile, causing everyone at the table to turn towards either him or Peter, whose face was beet red with embarrassment.

"Peter please tell us you weren't watching porn," Scott begged, his jaw completely dropped. "I mean, no judgment but-"

"Full judgement, actually," Clint corrected, an extremely disturbed look on his face. "Seriously, what were you doing, kid? You gotta tell us now with all these assumptions being thrown around."

"Curious," Thor stated, leaning back in his chair. "What is porn?"

"Something that I definitely WAS NOT watching!," Peter responded as he practically slammed his face into the table and slapped his hands over his eyes. "Does it even matter what I was doing anyway?," he mumbled into the table.

Natasha raised an eyebrow, blowing the smoke off of her coffee. "People usually aren't this defensive when they're telling the truth, Peter."

Peter shrunk into his seat with a loud groan. Can I die. Can I please just die. Like why am I seriously even alive right now??? Some bad guy please just burst through the door and maim me please.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y. pull up Parker's phone," Tony commanded once the commotion in the room died down.

Peter quickly lifted his head. "Wait, what?!"

"Accessing Peter Parker's mobile device, sir," F.R.I.D.A.Y. responded. "Would you like for me to transfer the screen to the meeting board?"

Tony looked back with a laugh to see a frozen, slack-jawed Peter. He turned back around. "Yeah sure, F.R.I.D.A.Y., what the heck let's have fun."

"No wait- are you seriously hacking into my phone right now?!"

"Well why're you so tense, Parker?," Sam asked teasingly. "Thought you had nothing to hide?"

"I-i don't!," he stammered. "I-it's just..." he trailed off, looking for the right words to say. "..that's my private property," he said lamely while staring at the wall.

Tony stared back at him. "Well that's the dumbest excuse I've ever heard." He pointed towards the board. "Alright it's coming up."

Scott closed his eyes. "Oh God, please don't be porn.."

Peter rolled his eyes. Everyone else looked to the large board, fully expecting to see either porn or just some stupid game the boy had been playing.

But none of them expected him to be texting a girl.

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crackhead [y/n]: hey u still there?

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"Who's crackhead [Y/N]?," Natasha asked.

Scott turned to Rhodes who was sitting on the side of him. "Is that some trashy porn star?," he whispered.

"Why're you asking me like I know?"

"It's this girl from school.." Peter answered, blushing profusely.

"And you like her," Natasha noted, watching his body language intently.

The boy's eyes widened. "N-no I don't!"

"Why crackhead though?," Rhodey asked, crinkling his nose.

Peter shrugged. "That's what she wanted her name to be," here responded. "Thought it was funny."

Steve rolled his eyes. "Just like you thought 'sci-fi boi' was funny?" Shaking his head, he changed focused. "Guys, are we gonna get back to work or not?"

"Not," Tony answered as he scrolled up all the way to the beginning of the messages from early that morning. "So, you've been texting this girl today off and on since..." He checked the time. "Five in the morning?"

Clint chuckled. "Oh yeah, huge crush."

“No!” Peter protested, his voice an octave too high. Realizing that it isn’t working, he decided to try a different technique. Clearing his throat, he tried to sound and act as nonchalant as possible. “She’s just a friend from school.”

"She's first on your best friends list, even over that computer kid you practically live with. And you and her practically snap each other nonstop."

Peter scratched his nose. "W-well that's only cuz Ned doesn't like to text much."

Bruce took his glasses off and sighed, realizing there was no way this meeting was getting back on topic. "Look Pete," he said. "Friends don't do that. I've seen it all before. If you and this girl are talking on a daily basis all throughout the day starting at five in the morning?" He titled his head in a suggestive way, though Peter stared back at him blankly.

"What?," Peter asked.

"Oh my God, kid," Bruce sighed.

Tony held his head back and laughed. "It means either she likes you and your just too dense, you like her but won't admit it and she's just concerningly nice, or you both like each other and just won't make your moves!"

Sam, who hadn't lifted his eyes from the board the entire time, spoke up. "And judging by these texts, you already got her, it's just not official yet."

Tony kept scrolling. "You two went to winter formal together?"

"Yeah... but as friends," Peter said with a shrug.

Steve cleared his throat loudly, gaining the attention of everyone in the room at once. He looked at Peter who was doing everything here could not to look him in the eye. "Look, as much as I would love to talk about Peter's sad love life, we have a mission-"

"-that will still be there tomorrow, Cap," Bucky finished for him. "C'mon we've been going over this stuff for hours. Let us have this distraction."

Everyone looked to him, Tony feigning a puppy dog expression. Crossing his arms, he left the room. "Fine, but when someone gets hurt because they didn't know where they were supposed to go, don't blame me."

"...literally no one's ever blaming you, man," Sam said.

Suddenly, the screen lit up and F.R.I.D.A.Y. spoke. "Sir, Peter Parker has a new message."

Everyone looked to the board. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh. Scroll down, Mr. Stark. Scroll down!," Peter yelled frantically. "What's she saying?"

Natasha smirked. "And you're sure you don't like her, Peter?"

His face flushed. "Okay fine...I might have a tiny crush-"

"I'm sorry I can't hear you," Tony cut in. "Can you say that agai-"

"-I SAID YEAH I REALLY LIKE THIS GIRL!," Peter finally yelled with his eyes squeezed shut. He kept them closed for about twenty seconds afterwards, afraid of the judging faces he would see if he opened them.

He carefully opened his eyes to see all of the avengers (minus Cap) staring back at him with stupid smiles and smirks on their faces.

"Well, that's all I needed to hear," Tony said. He clapped his hands together. "Okay everybody, first order of business, checking the text. Sam, you're our reader."

"Got it."

"What?," Peter yelled, reaching for his phone. Tony dodged him and gave it to Sam. "Mr. Stark, I can text a girl on my own. I don't need help."

"Nat, you're our timer. Make sure none of the responses take longer than a minute. We don't want the girl to get bored and go on to something else."

"Check."

"Mr. Stark, c'mon-"

"Sam, you explain stuff to lightning head over here if he doesn't understand it. This could be learning moment for ole Shakespeare. Thor, you listen to Sam."

"Right."

"On it."

"Everyone else, you're with me. We gotta find the perfect thing to say to this girl. I've got a feeling this is probably the only chance he's gonna have to get a girl in a long time."

Rhodes, Scott, Clint, Bruce, and Wanda looked to each other and nodded.

"And Pete?"

Peter raised his head. "Yes sir?"

"You know this girl more than anybody here does, so you tell us if what we say is appropriate for her or not."

Peter rolled his eyes and nodded. After all, what's the worst that can happen?

Tony pointed to Sam. "Okay, read it."

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crackhead [y/n]: u going to flash's party on saturday??

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"She wants to know if the kid's going to some party Saturday."

Tony turned to the boy. "You're going," her demanded.

Flash was the most popular douchebag in school. Totally rich and totally rude and totally determined to use his every breath to spite Peter. "I wasn't even invited," Peter mumbled, shooting a glare towards Sam when he heard him laughing.

"Well get invited," Tony ordered. "A party is the perfect place to make a move. Send yes."

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sci-fi boi: yes

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"Mr. Stark, how am I supposed to get into this party? Flash hates me! And if I crash it and Flash sees me, he's gonna make sure everyone thinks I'm a loser!"

Tony rolled his eyes and sighed. "Peter we're trying to help you here. Figure that part out on your own."

Peter sighed, leaning forward in his chair. The last thing he wanted was another assignment, even if it wasn't actually an assignment. On the plus side, he'd get to see you, and maybe have some fun if he actually tried to enjoy himself.

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crackhead [y/n]: cool so i guess ill go too

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Rhodey chuckled while shaking his head. "Kid, if you don't ask this chick out the second you see her again, I'm gonna bodyslam you."

Peter frowned. "What do you mean?"

Bruce smiled. "Whether or not she went to the party was depending on if you were going," he pointed out.

"This girl used to be like that with me back in college," Scott said with a shrug. "Thought she liked me. Turned out she just had social anxiety..."

"Yeah you're really not helping this, bugman," Tony said.

"Wait, you guys think [Y/N] actually likes me back?," Peter asked, getting groans and laughs in return.

"Where have you been the last few minutes?," Natasha said.

"We've literally been saying that this entire time," Sam deadpanned.

Peter stared at his feet below the table. If the team was right, and you did actually like him back, then the movie marathon he was planning was the perfect excuse to hang out with you. "I-i think I might have a plan!," he rushed out, his head flying up. He pointed to Sam. "Ask her if she's free tonight!"

"Yes!," Thor yelled, his fists pumped into the air. "The spider child has grown his man balls!"

"Now that's what I'm talking about." Sam nodded approvingly as he texted.

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sci-fi: r u free tonight??😉

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"Wait hold on," Peter said, suddenly rushing towards the phone in a frantic manner. "Why is there a winking emoji?! I didn't say anything about a winking emoji!"

Sam raised an eyebrow. "I thought you were flirti-"

Peter groaned. "Delete it, man. Delete it before her bitmoji pops up!"

"Okay okay, dang kid," Sam chuckled, quickly deleting the text and replacing it with one without a winking emoji. "There. And ya girl didn't even see it."

"Hey guys," Scott said. "I know we're all freaking out and stuff. But honestly, I'm just glad he wasn't watching porn." He shrugged. "So no matter what happens with this girl, today's still an absolute win."

It went on like this for a solid thirty minutes.

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crackhead [y/n]: yeah wassup

sci-fi boi: wanna come over and watch movies?

crackhead [y/n]: sure what're we watching

sci-fi boi: we can decide that when u get here. how about 4??

crackhead [y/n]: alright sure

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"Okay, last thing," Tony said. "We need a sly compliment. Something not that special about her, but enough to show her that you're tuned in. Gets them every time, trust me."

Natasha rolled her eyes. "Wow, lady-killer."

Tony pointed towards her and shrugged. "She said it, not me."

Thor looked to Peter. "So, young spider. What have you observed about your darling love?"

Peter blushed, almost wanting to comment on the Thor's word choice but ultimately deciding not to. "Well, um, her eyes light up a lot when she gets excited and it's really dorky in a cute kind of way I guess," he mumbled, scratching his head.

"Alright I got it," Sam said, typing the words in. He lifted his shoulders into a shrug. "Who knows, kid? There be some hope for you."

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sci-fi boi: btw how do you get ur eyes to sparkle so bright when u get happy about stuff? Just thinking about it lol its cute

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Peter blew out a shaky breath as he looked back over the set-up he'd made in the living room.

He'd cleared out space to build a super huge homemade blanket fort and inside it at the end was his tv. Towards the middle were all of pillows he could find inside the house and at the other end were snacks. All around the inside were fairy lights because he knew you liked them, though personally he found them cliche.

He spent about an hour on the whole set and an additional thirty minutes stressing over and making sure everything was safe (with all three fairy lights and tv cords). The last thing he needed was for the both of you to catch on fire while watching the movie.

The two of you were going to be watching Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope (or as normal 'not-nerds' like to call it, "the first one"). Of course, he hadn't told the team that. If they'd known what movie he'd planned on showing her, high chances are they wouldn't have even let him out of Avengers tower. But if Peter was gonna be forced to hang out with someone (not that he was really complaining), he would at least pick the film.

Finally checking all the boxes in his head for the night, Peter went to go check the DVD before he heard your knock at the door.

"Coming!," he yelled, quickly chucking the disc into the DVD player. He ran to the door and opened it with an awkward smile. "Uh, hey [Y/N]."

"Hey," you said back, already sort of blushing. "How's it going?"

Peter stared. Are your eyebrows done or are they just naturally that nice? He found his voice after abruptly noticing that he was staring. "Uh-well. It's been going great! How's it going for y-you also as well?" He frowned. "I-i mean, what's been going on with your life lately? No, that's dumb. I meant-"

"Peter, Peter! Calm down, dude," you giggled. "I've been fine."

"Oh," he chuckled. "That's good... d-do you wanna come in?"

"Question. What're we watching, Peter?," you asked, a smile playing on your face. Considering what you remembered from the last time you were at his house, and the fort you could get a peek of from the doorframe, you figured it was special for the nerdy boy. Plus his shirt had Yoda on it.

Freakin' Star Wars.

Immediately, a wide grin spread across his face. "Remember what you promised me we'd watch?"

You rolled your eyes, stepping past him into his living room. "Yeah yeah, whatever. Time to get nerdy I guess."

"Come on, you'll love it,"Peter said, quickly closing the door behind them and then briskly running towards the fort to hold up the side blankets for you. "So, snacks and drinks are beside us. We'll chill on these blankets here. And...um, yeah. That's about it." After stepping outside for a bit to go turn off the lights(for the full "movie theater" experience), Peter laid down on his belly, reaching for the DVD player to press play.

You watched as he fumbled with the wires, making sure the DVD player was plugged in before turning it on. Has your jawline always been that sharp?

You couldn't quite place it, but his texts from before seemed.. weird. But not a bad weird at all. A good, intriguing weird.

And that compliment was pretty nice, but odd for Peter. Sure, he complimented you often, but it just felt different this time. Usually it'd be something like, "new dress?" or "nice shoes". But never "you're eyes sparkle when you get excited." Heck, you didn't even know that about you. Was he paying attention? Did that mean he-

You remember how he acted about Liz Allen and Michelle Jones. Always staring. Never able to even say a full sentence in front of them without stuttering up a storm.

But he was so comfortable about you for the most part. You were just a friend.

"Okay got it," Peter said, laughing excitedly as the screen in front of him lit up. He scooted back to where you were sat. "Prepare to have your mind blown."

The Fort quickly became dark as the Lucasfilm logo shined on the screen.

"I seriously dou-"

"Shhh!," he cut you off. "Wait for it..."

You gave him a look but joined him in his silence to see what he was waiting for.

BUMMMMM buh buh bummmm

Practically jumping on top of him, you flinched at the loud and sudden music. "Crap dude! Turn it down!"

Peter shook his head, reaching for a soda. "You have to get the full effect, [Y/N]!," he laughed. "Just embrace it." He began to sing with the music and mime crazy gestures as if he were directing an orchestra.

Duh duh duh DUH DUHHHHHHHH

Halfway through he stopped and recited the opening crawl, his eyes glued to the screen with a sort of focus that made you sure that not only was this not foreign to him, he probably did this every other week.

"It is a period of civil war," he mumbled, throwing some popcorn into his mouth. "Rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic- [Y/N] you have to watch the words, I swear it'll make the whole experience better." It went on for a little while longer until he paused the movie and looked over at you, cowering a bit. "D-do I have something on my face?"

"Huh? Nah you're good," you said, realizing he'd noticed you staring. "It's just-" you remembered his text from earlier. "-you got really excited... It-um..it was cute."

Because of the darkness(the only lighting being from the tv), you couldn't see if Peter blushed or not, but you could clearly see the stupid grin plastered on his face that he was trying to hide from you with his hand. Repeatedly licking his lips as a desperate attempt to stop smiling as he pressed play on the remote control. "A-ah, um, thanks [Y/N]."

The opening crawl was over and soon the movie actually began, showing a huge spaceship.

"That's the imperial star destroyer," Peter whispered, never taking his eyes off the screen. "They belong to the empire." He saw your blank expression, wide eyes as he realized that meant nothing to you. "Uh, the bad guys."

You squinted your eyes at the screen, silently judging the graphics of the energy blasts- space bullets?- or whatever they were supposed to be. "Pete, when was this movie made?"

"1977."

"Oh okay," you said, deciding to give it some leeway for the trash designs.

You scooted a little closer to your friend, figuring you'd get a little bit more comfortable.

Oh how he wished you hadn't done that.

Nothing like actual, physical contact with a girl that you like and you think she might like you back to actually manage to distract you from one of your favorite movies ever.

He froze, not wanting to pull away and offend you, but definitely not wanting to stay because just being this close to you was making his mind run wild.

Does she actually like me back? What if Mr. Stark and the team only said that to get me to make a fool of myself? She's too comfortable with me. She just sees me as a friend. Or maybe she likes me and she's just really chill about it? Ooh my gosh and she's leaning on me right now. What am I 'sposed to do?? I don't know I don't know I don't know!!!!!!!!!

Deciding for a quick compromise, he got up completely to reach for another soda, though his sprite was still half finished. When he sat back down, he wasn't as close. Hopefully, you'd just see it as natural human behaviour and not him wanting to be away from you.

Course you would see it that way, wouldn't you?

"Oh my gosh I recognize someone! That's R2D2, right?!" You pointed wildly, glad to not be completely clueless for once with this nerd crap.

"Yeah that's R2," Peter responded, letting out a secret sigh of relief, thankful for the distraction.

"A-and that's that gold dude!"

"Yeah, C-3PO."

"And oh crap that's Princess Leia!," you shouted. "Fucking feminist icon!"

Peter tilted his head. "Wait, how would you know that if you've never watched this?"

You laughed. "I still have access to the internet, doofus! Scroll down the nerdy feminist side of tumblr and Leia is literally everywhere."

Peter chuckled as he finally finished his sprite. "Okay. Valid."

Since that, you stopped talking for a bit. Part of you actually did figure that since you're here, you might as well actually try to enjoy the movie and maybe find out what the fans actually see in it that makes them like it so much. The other part just really didn't want to annoy Peter while he was watching his favorite movie series.

But sometimes you just have to say something.

"Hold up, wait. Isn't that his sister? Oh my God, Pete I swear somebody told me before that Leia was Luke's twin!"

Peter shrugged while nodding. "Well, that's a bit of a spoiler, but yeah. What about it?"

"Oh my gosh, Pete- what about it?! Dude, he's literally making 'fuck me' eyes at his own sister! He's all like, 'ooh you're so sexy I'm gonna bone you all over the galaxy'. That's freaky!"

You grabbed the remote and began to rewind it.

"C'mon now [Y/N]," he explained. "He didn't call her sexy. He said she was beautiful. Sexy is wayyy different from beautiful. You can think your family members are beautiful can't you?"

You paused it once you got to where you wanted.

"Okay Parker, look at that. Look at that and tell me Lukes's not totally undressing her with his eyes!" You pointed at Peter's face with a goofy smile on yours. "Oh wow, I've finally figured you people out now."

Peter's head cocked to the side. "Figured out what?"

"Star Wars nerds are a bunch of horny kids that like that step-sibling porn stuff but can't watch that in front of their parents so they have to use an alternative!"

Peter fell on his back with laughter, practically rolling around like a pig. "[Y/N], what?!"

You gave him an incredulous look. "Who else likes to see two siblings bang each other, Peter?!"

At that he pointed back at you while picking up his other soda. "To be fair, they never do that with each other. They only kiss, like twice and that's it. And one of them is only to make Han Solo mad."

"Oh yeah, I forgot about the Han Solo guy. Where is he anyway?"

Peter smiled. "Well, we're only twenty mintues in. He'll come soon."

To tell the truth, Peter really didn't even know what part you were at. His eyes were watching the screen but nothing was being comprehended. The only thing he could manage to think about was all the tiny things that were going on over on your side of the fort. Did you notice him staring? Was Tony right and you were just concerningly nice?

"I love how everybody at this bar is so chill south everything that's happening. It's like oh wow this guy just shot this green dude at table 8 and nope we totally don't care," you joked, pulling Peter out of his trance. He reminded himself that he should probably try to pay more attention. He didn't want to ruin the movie for you in case you had any questions.

But eventually, like all things do, the movie came to an end.

"So, how'd you like it?," Peter said while neither one of you made a move to leave the dark fort. You were laid out in practically a starfish-type position while he was sitting Indian-style.

You smirked. "I'll admit, it was pretty nice for a movie made in 1977. Still a bit lame though," you teased, pinching your fingers together with a giggle. Suddenly, you gasped. "Ooh, Vader was pretty lit though! Just straight force-choking people who disagree with you is such a power move."

Peter rolled his eyes and scoffed lightly. "Typical..."

"Excuse me?"

He bit back a quick smile. "Look, I'm not saying that Darth Vader isn't awesome. Because he is! Totally and completely but [Y/N], you do realize that in literally every movie we watch you like the villains?," he said, raising an eyebrow.

"Because the villains are awesome!," you defended.

"Just saying. I'm sensing a bit of a pattern...," he teased.

You scoffed. "This coming from the guy who actually feels bad about some the people crashing into things when we're watching Ridiculousness," you said, reminding in how Peter was forever the relentless sap. "Well, while you're so busy judging me, whose your favorite character?"

At that, he gave a small sincere smile. "Ben. He's really cool."

"Ben Kenobi? The old guy that literally let himself die? But why?"

He shrugged, the small grin still present on his face. "Eh, sentimental reasons..."

He watched you return his sweet smile and it was then and there when Peter really felt content with the night. Though, you hadn't even known the weight his words carried, he did. Ned was the only other person who knew about it. But Peter knew right then and there that if you had asked, he'd tell you. And he knew you'd understand. Maybe you were just nice. Or maybe you did like him back. But in that moment, Peter didn't care. He just wanted to be here with you. Lost in the warm smell of popcorn and your vanilla perfume, watching a Star Wars movie with Uncle Ben surely smiling down from Heaven. And it gave Peter hope that maybe, just maybe, this was a step in the right direction.

2 hours (and five minutes) down. 22 hours (and forty seven mintues) to go...

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Taglist: @underoosjae @spn-assemble-seven @of-your-eyes-begonia-skies @parkerpeter24 , @audreylovespidey706

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safebubblebycyg · 4 years

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pastel and the punk {a drarry highschool au}:

"hey gays" harry said casually, sitting down at the lunch table all of his friends were at. they always met in the cafeteria before school started so they could discuss who's house they were at after school and what diner to eat at. pansy rolled her eyes at him and waved as did the rest of his friends. around the table sat most of harry's friends: ron, hermione, ginny, luna, and pansy.

ron had on a simple white t-shirt with his signature leather jacket and ripped jeans and a beanie that covered some of his fiery red hair. hermiones outfit never altered and today was no different. she wore a cropped black sweater with a leather skirt and ripped leggings. ginny was leaned onto her girlfriend showing her all of the bracelets that covered her arms today. her fiery red hair showed that she was definitely rons sister. the girl wore a black hoodie and black jeans, but still wore white converse, she claimed it added "necessary contrast". luna, much like her girlfriend, also had multiple bracelets on her arms but also had a ring on almost every finger too. lunas blonde hair was tied into a messy bun and she had on a mint green tank top that said "lover girl". her black ripped jeans and black converse seemed to darken her look though. pansy had her signature black lipstick with a cropped dark green hoodie. she worn distressed black jeans and doc martins to tie it together. harry himself had on a gray t-shirt that said "gay and not okay" with a black denim jacket over it. he wore black ripped jeans and black on black converse.

his group liked black to say the least.

but the only person missing was blaise.

blaise had gone to pick up neville and his friends today. why, harry had no idea, but nonetheless it was a sweet gesture. harry groaned loudly and took rons phone and hermiones book.

"can i help you?" ron mumbled while reaching for his phone.

"you can tell me why the hell you all are so boring and look like someone pissed in your cheerios this morning" harry demanded, shoving rons phone into his pocket and hermiones book into his bag. he grabbed ginnys phone and the girl simply frowned.

"blaise isnt here. which means neville isnt here. which means we have no one to have light hearted conversation with. all we do is talk in fluent sarcasm and flirting" pansy spoke bluntly, shrugging after she stopped.

"and why exactly do we need light hearted conversation?" harry asked, annoyed.

"because if we let you talk itll sound like "oh, draco, my sweet precious dragon. how his grey eyes shine under the lighting of the sun and his porcelain skin is so warm and soft and how his platinum blonde locks curl so delicately. but we're just friends and i dont like him more than platonically, nooo" and everyone is sick of your swooning" ginny laughed. harrys face burned red and before he could retort, blaise arrived.

"are we making fun of harry??" he asked light-heartedly as he sat down and pulled neville into his lap who blushed. "i do love a good teasing sesh before class" he winked. blaise had on some clean white jeans and dark violet converse that matched the crop top he had on.

"blaise! stop being nasty!" draco gasped, sitting down in harrys lap, setting his bag on the floor. harry smiled and wrapped his arms around the blonde. "hi, harebare" he smiled, and spoke gently towards the raven haired. draco had on a soft, yellow sweater on and a flowy white skirt. he had a sunflower crown and yellow converse to match.

"hello, my dragon. have a good morning?" he spoke quietly, attempting to not let the group listen into his conversation with draco. his attempts failed as they all spoke in hushed whispers so they could eavesdrop onto the conversation.

"mhm, blaise payed for my morning hot chocolate and i managed to get in some studying for my chem test on the way here!" he giggled and took a sip of his drink, holding it out to harry who took a sip and smiled.

"you got caramel in it?" he laughed. draco always had quite the sweet tooth. draco blushed softly and nodded, sipping it again.

"MERLIN, DATE ALREADY" pansy shouted at the two. draco choked on his hot chocolate.

"pAnsy?!" draco squealed. the girl shrugged and dodged dracos slap with a laugh.

"as endearing as this is, can i have my phone back??" ron asked, "i was in the middle of a good game of flappy bird"

...

"HARRY!!" draco shouted across the hall, grabbing the attention of the emerald eyed boy. the lunch bell had just rung and harry was rather hangry but nonetheless he waited for the blonde. "sorry, mrs. sprout held our class back to clean up. can we sit outside today?" he scrambled out as he wrapped himself around harrys arm.

"of course, let's just grab everyone and then we can head out, yeah?" harry spoke, unconsciously pulling his arm closer to him to drag draco closer. the two walked to the cafeteria in comfortable silence and smiled upon seeing their friends at the door talking. "hey, outside today?" harry asked once they were within earshot. everyone nodded and headed outside to sit in the grass. harry sat down and patted his lap, inviting draco to sit, which he gladly took.

"draco? have you ever heard of a chair?? or the grass?? or any possible place to sit that isnt harrys lap?" blaise asked jokingly, his arm slung over nevilles shoulders. draco simply rolled his eyes.

"im not sitting on the ground in a skirt." he pouted.

"im sitting on the ground in a skirt" hermione retorted.

"well, you arent a pretty princess like me!" draco stated proudly. pansy wheezed.

"who gave you that idea?" the black haired girl seemed to be holding back a fit of laughter.

"harry." all hell broke loose.

"NO BLOODY WAY HARRY TOLD YOU THAT" ginny laughed out. hermione and pansy were rolling on the ground laughing, blaise was leaning on neville trying to catch his breathe in between laughs while the boy was giggling, and luna sat calmly a bright grin on her face as she watched her girlfriend smile and laugh.

"he did! and im quoting from chemistry today, "you know, you're the prettiest princess ive ever seen, dray. you've even got a crown! therefore, you've earned the prettiest princess title. princess dray"" draco beamed from harrys lap as the raven haired boy buried his head in his neck and sighed. once the group calmed down, pansy spoke.

"and this is why you two should date. it's like beauty and the beast!! i mean, according to harry you're already a princess. well, i suppose hes not quiet a beast..." pansy spoke thoughtfully with a light-hearted tone.

"pastel and the punk!" neville shouted proudly. everyone let put a soft laugh and nodded with approval.

"does that mean if you kiss him, he'll transform from a punk rock beast to a pastel prince??" ron piped in.

"guess, c'mon, stop writing a fairy tale about us" harry sighed.

"we'll stop shipping you two once you actually admit your undying love for each other" pansy laughed out, taking a bite of her sandwich.

"we dont have an undying love!"

...

"hi dray" harry spoke softly, wrapping his arms around dracos waist. draco turned away from his locker and wrapped his arms around the raven haired boys neck, burying his face into his chest. "what's got you all flustered now, hm?" harry's voice was gentle as he started to rub dracos back.

"i have something to ask you but im scared and blaise and neville said i should and that itd turn out fine but im still scared" draco stumbled out worriedly. harry paused for a second before carefully lifting dracos head up.

"well, how about you ask me on the way to the diner after school, my pretty prince? we can listen to taylor swift and have the windows rolled down if it makes you feel any better. i promise whatever you tell me wont change anything. now, c'mon, pansy will kill us if we're late" harry softly pulled away from the boy and adjusted his flower crown. draco smiled, less stressed about the whole ordeal and slung his bag over his shoulder. the two were about to walk away before they heard it.

"hey, malfoy! what's a freak like you doing with potter? trying to convert him, are you?" zacharias smith asked cockily, strutting up to the pair. harry whipped around, shoving draco behind his back. "oh, potter, please. you shouldn't be protecting the freak. hes just going to make you gay, like him. we dont need anymore freaks in the building. now move so i can beat the gay out of him- make him a little more normal" harry seemed to snap as he punched zacharias square in the jaw and right in the nose.

"another word out of you, smith, and you can bet every single ounce of money in your bank account that you will be expelled. i know too many people to let homophobic bitches like you go around picking on people weaker than them. now, scram! i dont want another peep from you unless it's an apology" and with that, harry took dracos hand and stormed off.

once they reached harrys car harry leaned against it and pulled draco to his chest, burying his nose into his hair.

"are you okay?" draco mumbled from his position tucked into harrys body. harry lazily nodded and sighed. he silently let go of the blonde and opened the passenger door of his mustang for him. draco got in silently and waited for harry to get in and start driving. once they were on the road, draco plugged his phone the aux, playing some taylor swift. he turned towards harry best he could in his seat and smiled nervously.

"im assuming the news cant be terrible if you're grinning, dray" harry laughed, keeping his focus on the road (be safe kiddos).

"okay well....i really, REALLY like you harry. like more than friends. way more than friends. like, i wanna kiss you so hard my lips are bright red, like you. like, i wanna cuddle you for a really long time and call you mine, like you..i promise it's okay if you dont feel the same! ive just been holding off telling you for a really long time bu-" harry cut draco off by placing a hand on his thigh, leaving the boy flustered.

"i like you a lot too, my dragon. id go as far to say i love you. so, so very much" harry smiled, pulling into the parking lot of the diner and smirking at draco. he leaned over and gave him a sweet kiss. "is this what they mean by opposites attract?"

"ugh, you're too cheesy"

"awe, you love me. be my boyfriend?"

"of course" draco beamed, kissing harry again. maybe pastel and the punk could work out after all.

all was well.

WOW okay this was kinda hard to write but whateva i kinda like it! and i really hope you did too!!

#harry potter #hogwarts #yer a wizard harry #draco is baby #boyfriend #harry x draco #draco malfoy #drarry #gay #fanfic

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aharris00britney · 5 years

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ASKS 14

Ok so 24 hours after I planned to do this but... last time I answered stuff was January(5 months ago). There is a lot under the cut ;n; sims, nonsims, other games, all kinds of stuff ya know

Anonymous said: Hi! Wcif the shirt you used on your Belle hair post? (Btw, that hair is GORGEOUS.)

I have the cc I use in my previews linked on Patreon. Makeup/skin and all that will be on my resource page once I get around to updating it for my 2 new models (who will be up for download soon hopefully). Also ty <3

Anonymous said: What make-up do you use for most of your posts?

The only eyeshadows I use are by @crypticsim or @catplnt. The makeup I use on Macie/Taylor are listed on my resource page. The other two models makeup will be added once I get them added on there but I know they both use similar stuff to Macie/Taylor.

@thatsimmergirl91 said: Just wanted to take a moment out and say how amazing you are ! I love all your stuff and your blog. Never forget how awesome you are 💗💗💗💗🙌🏻🙌🏻

Thank you so much. Like I know I am going to be typing a lot of thank yous in this post, but I truly mean them. Playing Sims/Making cc is something I did not think would be such a big thing in my life but god is it and I love doing it. Thank you again <3

Anonymous said: You're incredible and I love all your hairs! In fact, you're my favorite cc hair creator. My question is are you planning on making any hairs with the Island Living meshes anytime soon?

Thank you! I am glad you enjoy my hairs <3 I am planning some stuff with the island living meshes. Probably just a conversion to toddlers if I am able and I might do something simple with the adult meshes to release outside of my Patreon stuff. We shall see though! Ty again

@ayoshi said: When are you opening an Onlyfans?

idk babe when are you posting your birthmarks? ;)

Anonymous said: Heya! Love your cc! You're real talented

thank you! <3 It isn’t so much talent, more or less just a lot of practice and time. I appreciate the compliment though

Anonymous said: any tips to get high quality sims screenshots??

I have 2 methods I use. When I am taking CC previews I rotate my screen using Ctrl + Alt + the ◄ key. For my lookbooks/upcoming Sim downloads I use a method by foursims who deactivated?? This is the method/video <3

@verdeclaroangels said: What skin do you use??💕PS i love u

I use @luumia newest vanilla default, alongside his Smooth Butts overlay, and my own fruitpunch overlay. All are linked over on my resource page <3

@vhlori said: Austin queen of pop!

q king of edits! <3

Anonymous said: i love your creations and i appreciate the time you put into your cc, i wish i could support you 💕

Thank you!! Sometimes the time crunches can be stressful but I put them on myself so I survive haha. Don’t feel the need to support me please <3 I make sure everything is public eventually so that people dont feel like they are missing out on anything by deciding not to pledge. Thank you for wanting to though, I appreciate that a ton.

Anonymous said: Just a rant here. I'm annoyed that there are no rings in the glove category or some other category. The reason I want this is because I use eyelashes that are in the skin detail section and rings don't work and I don't want to use the accessory eyelashes because my sim wears glasses. It annoys me but that's all.

i... rant away luv i feel u

Anonymous said: What do you do besides sims? That is all you post about and I was curious if that is all you play?

I play Roblox with @ayoshi sometimes, cause that is about all my computer can handle lmao. I have a switch so I play some Nintendo titles on there like Zelda, Splatoon 2, and other stuff. I also have been plying Fortnite recently with @imvikai @greenllamas and @pinealexple. That is about all I play right now lmao. I play Animal Crossing Pocket Camp and Pokemon Go on my phone.

Anonymous said: Hi there ! Just wanted to say I've also been experiencing that problem with your 'downloads' page. I don't have a Tumblr account so I had to tell you this way. Perhaps it's a MacBook issue ? I'm not sure, but I'm using a MacBook Pro. Anyways, thank you for all the beautiful cc you provide us with, you're the best.

Yeah I got another ask about them using a Mac for it. That seems to be the problem. I am not a coder, nor do I know a single thing about coding. All I can suggest doing is going to http://aharris00britney.tumblr.com/tagged/s4cc and using that which sucks to page through I know :( I am sorry

Anonymous said: This is really random, but I love your Sims! I normally don't like Sims with Clay hair, but GIRL, you make them work. Just want to say to keep it up, and if I had money I would support you <3

Thank you lmao <3 stan clay hairs

Anonymous said: Literally im in this sims discord nd they were DRAGGING how you make the same sim in different skin colors and how you make such cookie cutter sims and honestly i felt bad

Meanwhile me in CAS:

Anonymous said: This may be a strange request but what does that one alien toddler you've used on multiple occasions to model hair look like when he's older?

He uuh... idk where they are in my library tbh I can’t find them cause I was going to age him up and show ya but.. yeah idk what happened RIP alien toddler

@amorimlulu said: Hi! I love your creations, they're incredible! I'm completely in love with two of your sims: the asian woman from the patreon 06-16 post and the woman from the ava hair post. Could you, pretty please, upload them on the gallery? I'm dying to play with them. Thank you ^^

I am planning to in the next month! I have the photos taken I just need to get the CC list together and plan it around Island Living posts, CC posts, all that jazzzzzz

Anonymous said: Hello Austin! I really like the way your sims look, so I was wondering if you can tell me where to get the skins and lashes, please? I am new to the Sims 4 and searching for some cute looks :)

Hey! I have this stuff listed on my resource page, and I have over 100 WCIF’s I have answered along with my lookbooks for some clothes. My cc finds blog is @aharris00finds if you want to look there :D

Anonymous said: can i just ask? how do you remove the shadows on hair with S4S? im a complete noob at s4s and i was wondering how you would do it?

You just need to click shadow, then make blank :) pic below

Anonymous said: Hi, just a quick message to say THANK YOU for all those beautiful creations. You are so talented and I want you to know that. Thank you so much for making my sims look way more beautiful !

thank you so much <3 I have said it before and idk if anyone will be able to convince me, but I am not talented lmao it just is experience :)

Anonymous said: hey, could u pls make a tutorial abt how u make ur mesh?? i love ur hair meshes so much

I have tried filming a tutorial before and I will just have to wait til I get a good mic lmao. My speed meshing videos are somewhat useful for learning but they are sped up and without instructions so take it with a grain of salt

Anonymous said: would you ever try to recreate lydia martins hair in 3.04? sorry, but you're the only teen wolf fan thats a simblr that i know and i desperately need that lovely hair in my game. thanks!

tbh I never finished Teen Wolf XD I stopped at the end of season 5 I think. Idk I just lost interest as I grew up :( Also I have no idea what hair that is sdfgfvb and google isnt telling me either. If you can send a link to a picture or DM me a picture I can see if I can make it <3

Anonymous said: Hi, could you please please upload this sim post/183989453251/e41 ! She's just too pretty

Anonymous said: please upload this sim from your post/183989453251/e41 for download? Thanks

Idk if I still have her saved but if I do I might upload her. I will check and see later tonight lmao

Anonymous said: Is there any way to put everything you make into a .zip file. I really like what you make and I wish there was a way to mass download it. It sounds dumb but really I enjoy your content

Tbh since I post hairs 3 times a month it would be hard for me to keep everything up to date. I might do something like all my CC from 2017 in one zip, and all my cc from 2018 in another? and then make one for 2019 at the end of the year. I’m not sure though.

Anonymous said: Wheres the hair in yo profile pic? And will you upload that sim? AND can you make more clothes ur amazing at it!!! (Also, asking 4 my bff <3 r u boy or girl?)

the hair in my current profile pic is Maddie Hair, the sim is already for download, and I will have some clothes coming next month :) I am a boy :P

Anonymous said: hello! is the model sim in your eve hair valentines special downloadable? I find her really pretty. I really enjoy all of your cc!! I love all of them soooo much.. :)

I will check if I saved her to my library, if so I will add it to the list of stuff I wanna try and do <3 also thank you

Anonymous said: Hey! Love your hairs! Can I request a Riley hair without the hairclip?

the riley hair doesn’t have a clip so I am going to assume you mean the Peyton hair since it was released in the same month. It wouldn’t really be possible to do Peyton without the clip since it has a part of the hair going up into the clip. Without it there would be a hole and if the hole was filled in it would still look weird since the hair would be going up into nothing. I’m sorry <3

@lacr1mation23 said: Kinda not a question. But, i'm gonna fangirl all over you. You ROCK!!! I LOVE your CCs. BEST. HAIRS. EVAR. Impressed like woah from Florida.

thank you so much ;n; this made me smile lmao I appreciate stuff like this a ton

Anonymous said: Hey I think there's something wrong w/ your Lydia hair.. could u fix it?

I’m not sure what the glitch is, so if you could send me a photo or an explanation of what it is then I could help.

Anonymous said: I'm sorry you're having a bad day! I want to let you know your CC is lovely and I hope you have a better day tomorrow! Lots of love and if you like chocolate then I'm sending you plenty of virtual chocolate to help you feel better!

lmao idk what ‘bad day’ I was happening when this was sent but thank you!! I had a rough semester but I am doing a lot better now I think :)

@simsloverlilian said: Hi lol I just think this is really funny, my friend asked me where do you get your cc? and I was like: "oh.. ahoob's WCIF place xDDDDDD" and we both died laughing.. at your place you can get amazing hairs, accs, shirts! (lol love your cc keep it up! ;))

thank you so much! I love that yall use my blog for finding cc :)

@raha-plays-the-sims said: Okay... I actually want to take a screenshot of my Sim with your new Riley hair on to my hair dresser and tell her to cut my hair that way XD I love it so much! Thank you for continuing to make amazing content!

lmao i have wanted to do this before with a male hair i found for my game. I never went through with it though XD thank you for the compliment <3

Anonymous said: Everyone!!! Stan LOONA for clear skin and good health...

stan red velvet and WJSN

Anonymous said: I just want to say that "EVERYTHING" about your blog/cc/sims is absolutely immaculate. Your CC is like renaissance to Sims 4 modding(I ain't even kidding).Thank you for sharing/uploading them here on tumblr. Would you be uploading any video on how you create your sims on youtube anytime soon? And what sliders do you usually use in creating sims if there are some?

thank you so much!!! I have tried recording my game before and the footage just comes out super lag. Hopefully later this year I will be able to get a computer and I could record something then. Also I don’t use any sliders or presets on my main Sims :)

@lllac-lady786 said: This isn’t a question, but your sims are just so pretty and you are so talented 🤩

thank you <3

Anonymous said: Did something happen to your Lydia hair?

I don’t think so? It seems to be fine for me

Anonymous said: How are you able to edit the new game pack when sims4studio hasn't been updated yet? I am itching to edit some stuff but I can't yet :(

I use CAS Tools! I might make a tutorial this week depending on how busy I am. Not sure though <3

Anonymous said: How likely would you be to recommend the new pack to another simmer out of 10?

(this was sent during Strangerville) I would say 8/10 recommendation. But I love storylines and stuff in games so my opinion is very based on that.

Anonymous said: Would you ever make male hair or recolour some of ea's so they work with your ombre accessory?

I am thinking of doing some ombre accessories for the new Island Living pack for the two ombre hairs. I am not sure if I will be able to or not but I will see :)

@milugameplay said: Hello sweetheart, I just like to say that I love the hairs that you create. Thank you for sharing them with us.

thank you <3 i appreciate the compliment

Anonymous said:Hi! When you uploaded peach earrings, the blonde sim had a braided hairstyle. Was it cc or a maxis one?

hey! It is from outdoor retreat GP :)

Anonymous said: Have nothing to ask. Just want to tell you that you are amazingly talented. ❤ I have been playing the sims since its original Sims 1 release, and have always been a heavy CC user. (Upwards of 50GB in sims 3). Never have I ever felt the need to download EVERYTHING a creator has ever made, until I found you. So, in short, you are amazeballs. Keep it up.

this is so sweet lmao. Even I don’t have all my own CC in my game <3 I appreciate this so so much. Thank you for this

Anonymous said: How did you learn to create custom content??Did you see any video tutorial? I'm trying to create a hair but I can not get it :(((( help me please

most of the stuff I have learned from trial and error, or help from S4S fourms and friends :) Feel free to message me with questions on tumblr or discord

Anonymous said: I know Sims 5 is still so far away, but I still have a question! With the release of Sims 4 so many awesome creators for Sims 3 just stopped creating from one day to another. So my question is: Could you imagine yourself creating Custom Content for Sims 5? I'm asking because I seriously love every single piece you create for Sims 4, and I really wish the glory era of Ah00b won't end with the release of Sims 5. Ily! <3

it depends on the style that TS5 goes for tbh. I love Sims 4 style and I don’t know much of anything about creating alpha hairs so if TS5 goes that direction I doubt I would be able to create for it. also thank you for calling it the glory era of ah00b lmao

Anonymous said: You have hairs named after all the girls in black pink except Rosé. Is there a reason for this?

Well I named a hair Rosanne thinking it was close enough to her name lmao. I might name a hair coming in July Rosie. We shall see when it gets to July XD

#asks #oml this was a mess bc my computer froze after I answered all these the first time and I had to go back through and reanswer #so I didn't answer some stuff the second time bc I was a bit annoyed with my computer #inbox is cleared Ill start answering stuff once a month #lets hope

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supernaturalinguist · 5 years

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self insert self indulgence part 1/ idk

anyway im gay and want to hang out with the archive staff

Jon is in his first year as an Archivist and his last as a researcher, having been granted the job after Gertrude’s sudden departure. All is (relatively) right with the world. Aside from the odd statement that gives him a headache and a growing pit of dread in his stomach, things are stable as could be expected. Though he didn’t have a degree in Library Sciences or even experience in the field, Elias told him to take over for the previous Archivist and assured him, yes, he had the requisite experience and would do just fine. He did so with little argument, and sets up shop in the cool dry rooms of the archives.

He meets his assistants not long after, fellow researchers with a range of experience--Martin, the stocky young man with a cheerful smile and somewhat nervous disposition. Tim, exuding confidence and humor all in a signature cheeky grin, and Sasha, who would soon prove herself to be a resourceful and goal oriented woman. The ridiculous amount of papers, files and documents stacked in haphazard arrays makes him feel ill with the amount of work ahead of him, but the fact that there are others puts him more at ease, that he isn’t the only one dealing with the predicament caused by his predecessor.

He is returning from a lunch break at 1’o’clock, when he decides to peek into the library. It was his haven as a researcher, hunched over texts and tomes until his back protested from the angle. Jon took some relief in that everything looked the same without him. The shelves of myriad books were as tall and intimidating as ever, the computer with the catalog and classification system hadn’t been updated from its 1990’s era hardware, a fact he recognized with no small amount of chagrin.

He stalks past the unmanned welcome desk, repressing the instinct to sign in, towards a conference room that most of the other researchers used as a break-room. There is quiet laughter, chatter of a few voices. In the mix he recognizes Martin’s and Tim’s, and out of curiosity decides to poke his head in.

Sure enough, Martin and Tim are gathered around a conference table, and Sasha as well, though he hadn’t heard her voice. He seems to have walked in on them enjoying their lunch. There is someone sitting there with them, though, someone he can’t recall meeting in the library before.

The first impression he gets of this new person is “owlish.” Large round glasses perched upon a sharp nose, beneath a mess of short dark hair that stands up a bit at odd angles. They peer up at him, but quickly cast their gaze aside, towards the others sitting next to them.

“Oh, it’s Jon!” Martin calls, cheery as ever, and waves him over. The stranger freezes, and looks immediately nervous at the idea of a new person joining them at the table. Jon is equally frozen in his place in the door frame.

Before he can approach--or not approach, rather, Martin nudges the owlish person beside him in the shoulder. “That’s just our boss, Jon-- he works down in the archives with us. Don’t worry about him, he’s perfectly decent! Here, Jon, come sit down, and meet one of the new researchers. Oh, and there’s a kettle on if you want tea.”

Hesitantly, the researcher beside Martin gestures to the empty seat next to them. Once Jon sits, they offer their hand in a shake. “I’m Soren. Nice to meet you. Um...I do linguistics. Translation, text analysis, a lot of things really.” Their voice is quiet and a bit at odds with their appearance--by their accent, they’re American. Plus, their voice is a little lower than he thought it would be. The two shake hands--Soren’s is small and is nearly enveloped by Jon’s long-fingered hand, but their grasp is surprisingly firm.

“Jonathan Sims, head Archivist of the Magnus Institute. Nice to meet you as well.” he replies, and though he hasn’t really practiced calling himself the ‘Head Archivist’ the words seem to come out fine. Like he’s already used to his new title.

Soren seems to relax a bit after the introduction happens. Offhand, they rummage in their bag for a small card case. With both hands, they present a business card to Jon, but when they realize what they have in their hands, they look a bit sheepish.

“Not sure if you actually need this, though. Force of habit, the whole meishi thing.”

They stop, noticing the confused look on Jon’s face, and start again. “Sorry, I’m still kind of getting adjusted. I’ve spent the last several years in Japan. When you meet someone for the first time, you do this whole thing with business cards and rote self-introductions… Anyway, for if you need to contact me. I gave one to everyone.”

“Understood,” he replies, slowly and takes the card, placing it in his front shirt pocket. “You were in Japan, though? That’s a far reach from here. What brought you to the Institute, if I may ask?”

Their eyes light up and a smile stretches across their face. “Yeah, Japan was wonderful, and I miss it tons. I spent most of my time in Hokkaido, doing work with language revitalization among indigenous communities, language documentation and such. I did a thesis on comparative mythology--I’ve always been more into the supernatural side of stories, and when I did the research, I absolutely loved it.”

They took a sip of their tea, and paused for a moment. ”A friend of mine in the English language department...from Oxford, I think? Well, I was looking for work, and I didn’t really want to go back to the States, so she recommended me to do some work here, since there was a need for people who do textual translation along with other...linguistics stuff, and have an interest in the supernatural…” They trail off and look a bit at a loss.

“Sorry, I kind of went off on a tangent there. But yeah, I did an interview for a position in the library and they asked me if I wanted to do any extra work with transcription, digitizing documents, along with translation. I said yes, of course I would, and...well. Here I am.”

Jon nods again, taking in all the information. “Well, it’s nice to meet you, in any case. I might need your help with digitizing files and transcription, if it doesn’t interfere with your research.”

“No, not at all, I’d be happy to help.” Soren says. “I know I’ll have a lot of downtime with this current piece I’m working on, so it’s not a problem.”

“You ought to come down to the archives. We have a lot of documents down there that you could use for your research, stuff that isn’t kept here. Have you been there yet?” Martin pipes up.

“Uh, no, actually. But I’d be interested in seeing what’s down there, as long as I’m not in anyone’s way.” they reply.

“You won’t be. Well, as long as you’re not too loud when Jon’s recording statements, you’ll be fine. Otherwise we can’t account for what happens.” Tim says, spookily. “You may get shipped back to Japan in a file cabinet.” At this, Jon gives him a withering look.

“Don’t scare them, they’re already new here.” Sasha reprimanded him.

“And I already spent months on the visa paperwork,” Soren muttered, darkly. “Took too damn long, so I’m here for the foreseeable future.”

“Got it.” Tim salutes jokingly. As he gets up to pour himself another cup of tea, he calls out over his shoulder. “Not a file cabinet then.” He barely avoids a balled up piece of aluminum foil Sasha hurls at his head.

The five of them take the rest of their lunch break in engaging conversation; Jon asking more questions about the research Soren was doing, Martin eagerly inquiring about Japan, and Tim and Sasha chiming in every once in a while. At one point, Soren took out their phone and excitedly showed the group pictures of all the different street cats they met during their time overseas, which sent everyone into a stir. Eventually, the lunch-break came to a close, disturbing a conversation that Soren and Jon were having about said street cats in Lake Akan. They had just taken out a small keychain with a wooden carved calico that they were showing Jon when they noticed the time. In a flurry of motion, they hurried to pack up their things, apologizing all the way.

“It was nice chatting with all of you!” Soren said, as they gathered their belongings and made to exit the conference room. “I hope to see you all soon! I’ll be here in the library if you need me, probably.” They seemed markedly more cheerful after they had gotten to know everyone, and they waved to the group as they left.

“Nice meeting you!” “Bye, Soren!” a few calls came.

The door closed behind them, and the rest of the staff sat for a moment before Martin spoke up.

“They’re...a lot friendlier than I thought they were going to be. I went up to them earlier when I needed to grab some books and I thought they were going to die on the spot, they looked so nervous.”

“I suppose they just needed some time to get used to us.” Sasha offered.

“Did you see them pick up that backpack, though, when they left? I thought they’d break in half. What are they, like five feet tall? That thing was half their size. Talk about a supernatural occurrence.” Tim chuckled.

“Alright, everyone,” Jon cleared his throat. “Back to work. Martin, how’s the research on the statement I gave you before lunch?”

“It’s…” Martin gulped. “It’s coming along. I’ll go ahead and ...continue that, shall I?”

“Please do, thank you, Martin.” he replied and turned to Tim. “You and Sasha are going out to scope out the actual site of the event later, aren’t you? Let me know when you get back so I can add your findings to the file.”

“Roger that,” Tim said.

“We’ll let you know,” added Sasha.

“Much appreciated.” Jon said.

Soon, the conference room was empty, the remnants of lunch cleared away. Just as Jon was going to leave the room like his coworkers had before, something struck his eye. A small keychain, wooden, shaped like a calico cat lay on the table. Perhaps Soren had left it in the shuffle.

“Oh, they must have forgotten that,” he thought, and pocketed it. “I’ll give that back later.”

notes: all this is based on irl stuff that i have or have done. yes i do have that keychain. yes i met many street cats.

#selfship #my writing

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stilinskiimagines · 7 years

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Mommy Dearest//Theo Raeken

Characters: Theo Raeken, Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Liam Dunbar, Lydia Martin, Reader.

*REQUESTED*

“I don’t care what you do with it just put it down!” You yelled at your friends, Scott and Stiles, who were currently tossing Liam’s phone back and forth.

“We’re just playing, Y/N. Come on.” Scott smiles.

Liam sat on the couch, pouting.

“I said now. You two are seventeen years old. Act like it.”

Stiles rolls his eyes and hands Liam his phone back. Liam snatches it out of his hand and puts it in his pocket.

You glance at Theo sitting in the corner who has a huge smirk plastered across his face.

“I don’t want to hear a word out of you.” You point at him.

He throws his hands up in defense, laughing. “Yes ma'am.”

You sigh as you sit down on the couch, “You’d think for a group of kids who save the world a lot, you’d be more mature.”

“We’re mature.” Scott defends.

You look at him out of the corner of your eye, “immature.”

“Whatever.” He shrugs.

“Who wants dinner?” You ask everyone raising a hand.

“Pizza or do you want me to cook?”

“Will you make that thing you made last week when we were here?” Stiles sits up.

“The chicken?”

He nods.

“Coming right up.” You get up and go to the kitchen, Theo hot on your heels.

“Where’d you learn how to do that?” Theo sits on the counter.

“Do what?” You start grabbing ingredients.

“The whole motherly thing.” He watches as you move around the kitchen.

“Oh..I didn’t learn it, it’s just kind of instinctive. I feel like I have to, I guess.”

“I think it’s cute…I actually think it’s pretty hot.”

“Wow.” You chuckle, “Deep-seated mommy issues?” You joke.

“Actually yes.” He laughs. “I don’t know, I just like seeing you protect and care.”

“I feel like I have to. Half the time I don’t even realize I’m yelling at someone until they call me mom.”

He laughs, “Hey.”

“Yeah?” You turn and looks at him as he hops off the counter.

He smiles, “You’re going to be a great mom.”

“Thanks.” You grin.

“You’ll be a milf, that’s for sure.”

“Of course you had to make this dirty.” You smack his arm. “Go in the other room.”

He smirks, “Your wish is my command.” He leaves, looking at you over his shoulder. “You look hot in those shorts, by the way.”

“I said go!” He laughs as he rounds the corner.

You finished dinner and called everyone into the dining room. You sat beside Theo who immediately laced his fingers with yours.

You smile and kiss his cheek.

“Babe.“ He looks over at you.

“What’s up?”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” You grin at him.

“Gross.” Stiles groans.

“Shut up. I know what you and Lydia get up to.”

“How-”

“I’m a werewolf. I hear everything.”

Lydia and Stiles exchange a look and Theo shakes his head before kissing your nose.

After everyone had left Theo hung around with you. “Let’s go cuddle.” He wraps an arm around you.

“My mom’s home.” You look over at him and smile.

“We’ll keep the door open.” He raises an eyebrow.

“Fair enough. Beat you there.” You grin before running up to your room, Theo gets there a couple seconds after you, grabbing you and tossing you on the bed.

You squeal and giggle as he lies down beside you. “I love being with you.” He looks at you, smiling as he admires you.

“Yeah?” You smile as you prop up on your elbow.

“I’m going to marry you, I swear. When we get married we’ll have 200 kids.”

“Wow. 200? We better get started then.”

“I said when we get married. Don’t be so eager to have my babies.” Theo laughs and he pulls you close. “You’re my favorite.”

“Good thing you’re mine too.” You kiss him and he smiles.

#teen wolf one shot #teen wolf fic #teen wolf imagine #theo raeken #liam dunbar #scott mccall #stiles stilinski #cody christian #stydia #stiles x lydia #lydia martin #stilinskiimagines

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keepingupwithfundies · 7 years

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Counting On Season 5 Episode 1: Joy’s Wedding & Episode 2: Triple Date Night

My recap of the first episode-all two hours of it- is finally done!

Enjoy!

-Admin T

Joy’s Wedding

Opens in Arkansas at Cross Church: Pinnacle Hills. Shots of the exterior of the church and the large “Amazing Grace” sign which will be the backdrop, the programs and flowers, and Austin getting out of his truck with a bunch of suits in his arms. He walks in and meets Laura, the wedding coordinator who asks how he’s doing and says she has the rings. He asks about the Marriage Certificate, it is onstage and ready to go, she says.

Joy arrives with only a small bag. “You ready for this” a producer asks. “Yup! I’m so ready.” Joy walks in and sees Austin, hugs him and says she loves him and missed him. They check in and we get more shots of the programs on the table. Joy is excited that today is the day and both say they are so excited. They are more looking forward to saying their vows and putting the ring on her finger and they say the first kiss will be exciting as well. Austin reminds us that they’re breaking the tradition of not seeing each other on the wedding day. Shots of decorations.

Miss Cindy introduces herself and is setting up the stage with Jennifer Hartono. The inspiration for the wedding style is a quote from Austin about Joy: “ She’s a beautiful Godly girl running barefoot through an open field of flowers.” They decided to bring the outside inside to the cathedral. Cindy has Jennifer make boutonnieres for all 12 (!!!) groomsmen and a special one for Austin.

Joy walks to the bridal suite and is laughing and joking around as she does. Laura the wedding coordinator says the biggest challenge is getting everyone where they need to be because Joy has such a large bridal party. The bridesmaids are in the bridal suite getting ready and reminiscing as seen in the promo video. We see Kendra getting ready as well and then Jessa talks about remembering her wedding. Renee is there with Joy’s gown; She did Jinger’s as well. Jessa and Jinger get ready together and reminisce which is sweet. Sierra and Kendra are getting ready together. Jinger remembers her wedding and Joy gives out bridesmaid’s gifts which are cute hair ties and say “To Have and To Hold Your Hair Back.” Jenni has her hair done and is sweetly excited. Sierra helps Kendra with hers. Jill says the little baby is doing well today and so is she. Joy is pretty clam and chill.

We move to the groom and his entourage getting ready. The best man (Austin’s brother-in-law) say they need to be ready in four minutes- they manage to get themselves together. The groomsmen share about Austin since we don’t know him at all. Cindy comes in to pin them, and jokes if she stick them it will just make them tougher. Austin’s boutonniere has orange, all the others are only white roses. She pins each of the groomsmen and John David pretends to get stuck when she does.

This is the odd moment when Joy comes over to see Austin. She asks him if he likes her hair like that or if she should change it. He says she should do it how she likes it and asks about a veil. She asks if he thinks she should and he says it’s really up to her. Laura comes over to get Joy and Austin calls her a “fiesta pooper” which is the most personality he has shown so far. They hug and joy goes to put her dress on and Kendra some over to see Joe. He is still in a t-shirt and jeans. Kendra is in her bridesmaid’s dress with her hair all fixed. Kendra says it is so special to be in the wedding and that she and Joy are such good friends. Kendra giggles and talks about the future and what may be happening in the future. They see Pastor Caldwell and walk over to say hi. In a talking head he says this is an exciting day because they will be getting a little bit closer to the Duggar family [Personal aside: That’s what my future brother in law said to my sister before proposing on Saturday, so this is a WIERD moment for me!] Joe tells his proposal plan: Joy won’t throw her bouquet but hand it off to Kendra and then Joe will come out and propose.

Back in the bridal suite, Joy kicks out everyone but Michelle and Renee to get her gown on. There bridesmaids gather around for the reveal. They are so excited to see her in the gown. She does look nice here, but her hair is starting to fall out of the waves. The bridesmaids all agree she should wear a veil. Joy says she has swatches of her mom, her grandma and Miss Roxanne into her dress. Jim Bob does his usual canned wedding reaction and is in his usual grey wedding suit. Previous Duggar brides have seemed over Jim Bob, but Joy seems pretty over her parents for most of the wedding episode in my opinion. They take a few pictures.

Outside, the guys are taking pictures. They take some nice ones and some silly ones. Bobby, the best man, is hilarious. The groomsmen say Austin is loyal and driven, that he has a purpose and a plan, as they finish taking pictures.

In the kitchen, the cupcake lady Sarah Everett is making absolutely massive numbers of cupcakes. She did Jill & Jinger’s weddings as well. There is lemonade, orange creamsicles, vanilla, and chocolate and maybe more that I missed.

The girls take pictures and they are having fun. Jill of course mentions her wedding and all the sisters remark on how chill Joy is. Jinger mentions that Jenni is so excited to be a bridesmaid for the first time. Jenni is my favorite part of this whole thing and she is SO cute throughout.

Laura, who is kinda wearing white which I still think is no bueno, has the groomsmen get in their places. Someone joking tells Austin loose knees so he won’t lock his knees and pass out on stage.

It’s 6:13 and Joy, who is almost done being a Duggar, is done with “Duggar Time” and starts telling everyone to go down. Joy also keeps telling Jim Bob it’s fine and that she is gonna stand right there. She totally bosses him around and he actually does listen to her and she looks so ready. We see shots of people filing into the church. The music starts and Joy is finally nervous.

It’s aisle time. First, the grandmothers are escorted in. Then the bridesmaids and groomsmen make their way down the aisle. Some of Austin’s friends are pretty cute. I think his grandfather may be a groomsman, which is precious. Jill walks down the aisle alone as MOH. Then we had the ring bearer & flower girl who is so serious about throwing those flowers. Austin come down with Michelle and his mom and his dad following behind. The best man and Pastor Caldwell take their places and it’s time for Joy’s big walk. Austin gets teary eyed as she comes in. Jim Bob gives Joy away and Austin helps her up the stairs.

The wedding ceremony is about how you would expect. Pastor Caldwell talks about the symbols in the marriage ceremony. Then there is a hymn: “Jesus is All the World to Me”. John David very seriously conducts the congregation in this hymn and Joy and Austin sing while holding hands. Pastor Caldwell says marriage is a covenant; they say they understand the weight and Austin takes their vows out of his pocket. They read vows & exchange rings. They sign the marriage certificate and Joy says, “I can put my name now, can’t I” and Austin says “Joy Forsyth? Yeah” and Joy gets the nicest smile on her face. Really that was a great moment. They pray with their parents.

Pastor Caldwell pronounces them husband and wife. Joy & Austin both loudly clear their throats which is cute and they have the first kiss which is better than Derick & Jill’s but still a little too much. They try to leave, but Pastor Caldwell stops them and says: “I’ve got one more thing to say, Pastors are never done” which is funny and then says “For the very first time, Mr & Mrs. Austin Martin Forsyth” and Joy whoops and they run off. There is a surprise confetti drop and Joy says “What was that? oh my cow” which is also great.

John David now says the best line (oh my cow is a close second) in the whole episode. “It’s really strange seeing my little sister get married but it’s really neat, I think it’s great. But Im just holding out, you know, bachelor till the rapture, I guess.”

The rest of the wedding party processes out and it’s reception time. The family compliments the wedding, people eat cupcakes, and generally mill about and socialize. Jim Bob jokes that it gets better every time, Kendra jokes that that’s because everyone knows what to do now, and Jim Bob jokes back that in five years when they get married everyone will REALLY know what to do. Way to throw her off the scent, Jim Bob. Smooth. OR DO WE THINK JOE DIDN’T TELL HIM? nah i assume he thinks he’s being sneaky and clever.

The best man comes out and introduces Mr & Mrs Forsyth for the second time. They thank everyone for coming. They cut the cake with lots of laughter, talk about how they enjoyed the first kiss and kiss again after feeding each other cake. Now it time for the bouquet toss, proposal. Jana brings Kendra to the front with her. Joy says “Y’all ready” and pretend to throw it but instead turns and hands it to Kendra. Kendra is surprised but seems to think this is just a sweet gesture until Joe comes forward. Kendra was shocked and pretty excited as Joe puts the ring on her finger. Michelle gushes about Kendra, her family, and the upcoming wedding. They actually have the look Ben & Jessa had after engagement where they look like they really want to kiss but Austin comes over with a helpful “no kissing” tease.

The producers ask if Cindy will do their wedding and she jokes that she doesn’t know but the stage is set if they just want to go right in which was funny. Austin and Joy bring Joe and Kendra up on stage and announce the good news. Austin says it doesn’t take away, it just adds. They talk about how all their relationship has gone and how crazy it all is that just six months ago things were starting to pick up. We see wedding pictures, and the screen says 6 months earlier…and then the second hour of the premier begins with a more routine episode.

Six Months Earlier

At the Duggar House, Joy, Jill, Jessa, Israel and Spurgeon are in the girls room planning for a triple date.They look through clothes for Joy to wear. The girls have separated clothes since Jill and Jessa got married. The sisters say her sense of style is chill, just Joy. Joy says she tries to wear what Austin likes. They ask him to describe her style in three words and he says “I love it” which is clever. Joy is wearing dresses now, because Austin likes them. The producers ask if she will wear a dress on her wedding day and she says she will wear a wedding dress on her wedding day. After looking through her wardrobe, the sisters decide to go shopping. Jessa is 32 weeks pregnant at that point, nothing fits and she’s getting tired and worn out. They say they know the gender, so do Joy and Jana, but are keeping it a secret until birth. (Spoiler: it’s a boy). Jill is pregnant and having bad morning sickness but she hasn’t announced it yet so we’re pretending its a secret. They go shopping and talk about missing Jinger

Meanwhile in Laredo, Jinger makes breakfast tacos for Jeremy. She talks about living in Laredo and getting used to the weather. She is used to having one other person at the table and limiting the amount she cooks and buys. Jeremy says that this kind of breakfast is something he never did when he was single. Jinger says it’s quiet there which is the biggest difference. Jeremy does the dishes and laundry while Jeremy works at his desk writing sermons. Jeremy mentions that he doesn’t think she knew how much he sings around the house before marriage; she says she likes it because she isn’t used to the quiet. Producers ask Jill and Derick and Ben and Jessa what they learned about each other when they got married. Jessa said Ben used to bang his toothbrush on the sink after brushing his teeth which got toothpaste on the mirror, he says he’s better about that now. Derick and Jill say talking in their slep, which apparently Izzy does as well. Jeremy says that as a pastor he writes sermons, meets with people and planning outreach. He says he does 30-40 hours a week working at home at his desk. Jinger talks about the laundry back home and now she does it less here but it is a trick now because she has to go down to a laundry room at the apartment complex. She says she misses her family in particular little Spurgeon and Israel. They are glad they don’t have to say goodbye anymore.

Jill, Jessa and Joy are shopping in a little boutique. They miss Jinger, the most fashionable one. They browse the selections in the store. Jill says its good to add an outfit every now and then, but right now they’re shopping for Joy. Jessa tries to get Jill to smell a candle and Jill talks about being sick. They show the old prairie dresses and joke about how their style has changed but modesty standards have remained. They find a basic black dress and two different tunics for Joy. They ask the boys to name fabrics and they aren't too sure about that. They leave the store happy.

We spend some time on Derick’s gagging issue. He goes to an Asthma and Allergy specialist to try to find more answers. It looks like it’s not asthma, but the doctor does have an idea of what it could be: Allergies. He lists meat, milk, peanuts, soy and a lot of grasses, in particular ragweed. The doctor thinks it might be eosinophilic esophagitis which is when allergies cause problems in the esophagus and she has a potential treatment that goes under the tongue. For the first treatment he will need to be observed in the clinic before they return to Central America. Jill says it is hopeful but she doesn’t want to get her hopes too high because this has been a long journey for them.

Derick, Ben and Austin go to a trampoline park. They spend some time discussing the rules and horseplay on trampolines. They being to jump and do an obstacle course. Austin shows up Derick and Ben at every turn. After, they sit and have some water and a chat. They ask Austin about what drew him to Joy (surprise, surprise, he says her character and maturity). Derick says that will help them through the hard times and Jill talks about how she got pregnant right away and was pretty sick for the beginning of their marriage. Ben asks about future plans and Derick says “what he means is when are you and Joy getting married.” Austin tells a story about how when he was 17 he ask his dad what he should do to be ready for marriage but his dad said he should flip 5 houses before he got his blessing. Austin jokes that he probably though he would just have to become a monk but he is now in the process of flipping his fifth house so the marriage will come soon. The guys think this is a great story and they say that Austin is a great guy. Austin is glad he got to know them better.

Triple Date time. The girls are taking to long to get ready, and Jill is sick and running a little late. Joy is wearing one of the tunics they got. Jessa waves Joy’s hair while they wait for Jill. Austin, Ben and Spurgeon hang out and chat while they wait. Derick reminds us of the two previous triple dates: etiquette class and the handcuff obstacle course. While Jessa fixes her hair, Joy asks Johanna and Jennifer to go find her shoes- apparently despite multiple attempts to organize all the family members shoes end up in one big pile. Johanna and Jennifer are old enough to be into Joy courting according to Jessa. The girls can only find one. There’s a lovely moment where everyone says girls take longer to get ready, except for Jessa who says sometimes Ben takes longer to get ready than she does because he irons everything which I dunno if it is just me but I find the image of Ben ironing his boxer HILARIOUS and hope he really does iron “everything”

Joy goes down with one shoe, greets Austin, and then the two of them go to the shoe pile and -romantically- search for her missing shoe. Jessa and Ben talk about how relaxed Joy and Austin are and how they don’t SHOW the butterflies like previous couples have, perhaps because they have known each other for so long. Jill and Derick arrive and the couples go on a date.

The date begins with Joy and Austin reminding us of the courtship rules and all the couples talk about the value of the courtship model (not Anna, funny enough). They arrive at the restaurant and Austin talks about how he always enjoys spending time with Joy. Jill tells Derick he can’t get fish (because she’s pregnant, haha.) The five houses goal comes up again and they ask him about the flipping process and how they’re working on house number 5. Austin asks for wisdom from the other couples. Derick says to have good foundation, Jessa says don’t try to change the other person because you married them as they are (which is actually great advice I think), Jill says that other people may get jealous when you guys get closer to each other than everyone else but you're gonna spend your life together that is what’s supposed to happen, Ben says think of the other first. All the marrieds are happy for Joy and Austin. It was really neat, according to Derick.

In the last eight minutes of the two hour long monster episode, Jill reveals she is pregnant to Israel and then to the rest of the family. Israel doesn’t really seem to get it but he hugs and kisses a baby doll as they try to explain to the pregnancy basics to Israel. Jill is having pretty rough morning sickness. Israel plays with the baby doll and Jill and Derick remark that he will be a good big brother even if it will be hard for him to share his parent’s attention. Derick jokes that his attention span is too short and he is easily distracted. “If he sees a grilled cheese, the baby is out the window.” I, too, have similar options of grilled cheese. Israel gives Jill the baby doll and tries to steal Derick’s coffee. They give him the “Awesome Big Brother” t-shirt and they decide they will share the news with the family at thanksgiving when asked what they are thankful for.

This is a different thanksgiving because many siblings were traveling and so the Duggars went on a trip to Branson, Missouri and that is where they do thanksgiving. The older sisters and Jill’s buddy team know the news when Thanksgiving rolls around. The Dillards show everyone Israel at Thanksgiving Israel in his t-shirt. It’s pretty anti-climatic at first, and then Michelle figures it out and gets very excited. Very dramatic music plays until Michelle reads it and exclaims “A New Dillard!” Jim Bob doesn’t get it at first but then he is pretty excited to hear the news. Jill says the siblings will be 27 months apart. Jill says she admires how her mom raised 19 kids (by using her other children to raise the younger ones I guess?). Jill and Derick will return to Central America but be back for the birth. Joy says Jinger is next, Jana agrees, but the couple is awkward.

#counting on #recap #joy's wedding

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motherlifesucher-archives · 7 years

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In The Name of Jealousy l Shawn Mendes Imagine

(a/n): famous (y/n) is back, yay! thank you to the anon who requested this! Had a great time writing it <3.

prompt: Martin Garrix is (y/n)’s ex, and Shawn isn’t too fond of him after they find each other at Capital’s Jingle Bell Ball.

Shawn knew the hottest DJ in the world had been your boyfriend for almost two years.

He knew he was your first serious relationship, and that you had fallen in love with him, and that you had been absolutely heartbroken when you both had decided to end things due to you never being together, since Martin’s schedule was way crazier than yours, because one day he was in Miami, then on a plane to Ibiza, then to India, then to the Netherlands, to finish his week in Rio. After that you promised yourself to never have a relationship with someone from the industry again, but your words were long forgotten after you met Shawn, who was the sweetest person you had ever met and made it very hard for you not to fall for him.

He was aware of your past, and he dealt with the constant comparisons the media and the fans made between him and your ex, though it did bother him when people brought up that Martin’s latest single, In The Name of Love, was inspired on you, and though the song had been done for a long time, he had just dropped it now, making media talk about how he wasn’t over you and things, but deep down he knew you were head over heels for him and no one was going to change that.

Though Shawn had to admit that when he heard you, him, and your ex were performing on the Jingle Bell Ball he freaked out a little. You were performing on Saturday while he and Martin on Sunday, but Shawn was going to keep you company and you were going to do the same with him during Sunday, although he was tempted to tell you to just stay at the hotel to keep the unavoidable from happening; he even talked to mum, sister, dad, and manager about it, but they all told him it would be too much and that he would have to face it eventually. He even felt bad when you showed on his hotel room after weeks of not seeing each other with a bag of muffins, and a Gryffindor hoodie she had bought him during her visit to Universal Studios with her family.

“I’ve missed you so much, I thought I was becoming crazy since you were always on my mind” you said to him as you laid on the bed, with his arm under your neck.

“I missed you, too” he whispered, but you sensed something was off. You turned your head and stared at him.

“Is something going on?” You asked him and his eyes found yours, but he just shook it off.

“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it” he answered and directed his gaze to the ceiling, again.

You sat up on the bed and looked for his eyes. “Shawn, look at me,” you said softly, moving your fingers to his soft cheeks. “You can tell me what’s wrong, it’s part of my job of being your girlfriend,” you both smiled. “Maybe I can’t fix it, but I’ll listen to you and I’m gonna stand by you no matter what”

Shawn sighed at your words and sat up on the bed. “I’m just a bit nervous about Sunday” he confessed quietly.

“Why? For the performance?” you asked him not really understanding, since he had done this plenty of times.

“No,” he took a deep breath before continuing. “I know Martin is going to be there”.

“Oh…” You said and silence filled the room. You took a deep breath and positioned your body on top of him, so your chests were almost touching. “Baby, you have nothing to worry about.”

“I know, it’s just…”

“Hey, I understand how you’re feeling, and I’m so sorry that it’s because of me…” You were going to continue but Shawn interrupted you.

“It’s not because of you.”

“Yeah, we probably we’ll cross paths with him, and I’ll talk to him, because I care about him because he’s a great friend. But when that happens I don’t want you to feel bad about it, because at the end of the day it’s you who I want, it’s you who I love” you said and kissed his cheek softly.

He sighed. “You’re too good to me.”

“I know” you responded, making you both giggle.

Saturday.

You arrived to the arena in the morning for soundcheck. You insisted Shawn that he could stay sleeping since he was a bit jet lagged, but he decided against it and went to keep you company. While on the van, you both were falling asleep since it was pretty early, but your manager who was on the van with you, woke you up. People greeted you and Shawn as you made your way through backstage, but neither of you were in the mood to stop and make conversation so you just waved and told them you were seeing them later. You finally found the door that had your name on it; a man welcomed you and pointed a table that had lots of food so you could have breakfast. He left and so did your manager who wanted to check some things before soundcheck, leaving you and Shawn alone.

“God, I’m starving” you said fixing your hair into a ponytail while walking towards the table.

“Hey, is that my sweater?” Shawn said pointing at the grey sweater you were wearing.

You moved your eyes around the room before staring at him. “Maybe” you answered, earning a chuckle from Shawn.

“I had been looking for it and you said you hadn’t seen it” he said placing his arm around your waist.

You whined playfully before answering: “But it’s so warm, and comfy. And it smells like you.” you left a kiss on the corner of his mouth. “Are you staying here or you’re coming to the stage with me?”

“Let me think… Stay here staring at the walls or go to watch one of the best vocalists in the world that also happens to be my girlfriend… Tough choice.” he teased you.

You laughed and walked to kiss him, both your mouths tasted like coffee, and you found yourselves enjoying the little moment you had more than you were supposed to, you didn’t notice when you both were sitting on the couch. You knew you had to stop but none of you wanted to, until you heard the door open and you both quickly separated from each other, though your swollen lips and Shawn’s rosy cheeks gave you away. Your manager gave you a cheeky look before telling you they were waiting for you.

You and Shawn walked hand-in-hand through the narrow halls. Your band was ready on the stage, and it wasn’t hard to spot some flashes from the official photographers from the event. Someone from the radio approached you to ask a couple of questions about the show and how you were feeling to be in London. The guy looked like he wanted to ask Shawn something, but your boyfriend quickly unlocked his phone and acted like he was texting someone so they wouldn’t bother him. The interviewer thanked you for your time before walking towards the backstage area. You giggled quietly at the sight of your boyfriend.

“He’s gone” you whispered on his ear, making him jump in surprise.

“Sorry about that, they’ll get to interview me tomorrow” he said putting his phone back into his pocket.

“I understand, I would’ve done the same” you said and Shawn pecked your lips right when your manager called your name.

“I’ll be standing right there” Shawn said pointing at the seats. You nodded and kisses him one last time before walking to get the wires and your microphone.

You started singing and noticed your boyfriend watching you with a smile on his face, and you couldn’t help the stupid grin forming on your lips even though you were singing. You noticed your manager giving you a look since you looked a bit disconnected, but you re-directed your eyes to Shawn, who winked at your direction and blew you a kiss. He was perfect.

After soundcheck, you went back to the hotel for a couple of hours, where you and Shawn spent your time keeping up with your favorite shows until it was time to get prepared to leave to the venue. You were wearing a white dress, a black leather jacket, and black knee-high boots since there was a red carpet before the show. While you were leaving the hotel you posted some videos on your Snapchat since you hadn’t been very active for the last days because you had been enjoying your boyfriend, and of course your fans knew that.

“You look hot” Shawn complimented you as you started walking to the van that was driving you.

“Thank you, sir” you giggled as he intertwined your fingers.

The drive to the venue was quiet, and Shawn did a great job at making you forget the usual nerves you got before these events. From inside the van you were able to make up some paparazzi, and you noticed the flashed from the cameras through the tinted windows. The van stopped moving and your manager said it was time. You took a deep breath and kissed Shawn one last time; he wished you luck right before the door closed. He was going to be at your dressing room after you were done with the press, and that made the whole process a lot more smoother.

After you were done, you were walked to your dressing room, where your boyfriend was waiting for you while sipping on a glass of juice and a muffin on his hand. Of course. You smiled and sat beside him and placed your head on his shoulder. Your manager said she was going to leave you for a few minutes before you had to get prepared for the show.

“Twitter says you were looking gorgeous, and I have to agree” he said showing you pictures of you just moments earlier.

“You’re so sweet” you left a kiss on his neck, but your lipstick left a stain that looked like a hickey. “Oops, I left you a hickey” you giggled.

“Yeah? but you barely touched my neck” he said trying to take a look at his skin, but of course he couldn’t.

“My lipstick, silly”

“Oh… Well, you know I don’t mind hickeys, so.” he shrugged and his lips were barely containing a cheeky grin from forming.

You tried to remove the stain but your manager walked in and said it was time to get ready. You sighed as different people walked inside to help you get ready. Shawn patted your thigh lovingly and placed his mouth on your ear.

“I can’t wait till we get back to the hotel.” he confessed and your cheeks tinted a light shade of pink.

He was going to be the death of you.

Sunday

It was impossible not to notice that Shawn was different that morning.

He couldn’t keep his hands off you. If your hands weren’t interlocked, he made sure he had an arm around your waist or shoulder, and while you were sitting his hand didn’t move from your thigh, and while you watched him perform during soundcheck, his eyes didn’t move from you, which earned him more than a glare from Andrew, but he didn’t seem to mind.

You knew why he was being like that, even Andrew did as he messed a note when he noticed the staff was fixing the DJ booth, and it wasn’t hard to notice the way his jaw clenched when the producer announced it was Martin Garrix’s turn to use the stage. Shawn quickly motioned you to join him on stage, he told Andrew he was going back to his dressing room as he squeezed your hand and quickly walked yo back to his dressing room. You were almost running to catch up with his pace, and after you almost tripped you decided to stop him.

“Baby,” you said but he kept walking. “Baby… Shawn!” you said and separated your hand from his.

“What?” he said sounding irritated, but it wasn’t hard to see through it.

“Baby, calm down” you said placing your hand on his cheek.

Shawn looked up and groaned in annoyance. “I’m sorry, okay? I just don’t feel comfortable knowing we are on the same place” he muttered.

“Shawn, I’m right here with you, and I honestly don’t know what else can I do to make you feel right” you said in a soft tone, making your boyfriend sigh.

“I don’t know what is happening to me” he said running his hands through his face.

“Hey, it’s okay. Let’s go to your dressing room, okay? Then we can grab our things, go back to the hotel and enjoy ourselves until it’s time to come back here, sounds good?”

“Sounds perfect.” he said and this time you grabbed his hand and walked him to the dressing room, softly running your thumb through his hand.

Today it was your turn to wait for Shawn on his dressing room while he dealt with the press. You and Andrew were walking to his dressing room when you found yourself face to face with very familiar faces. It was Team Garrix, people you knew like the palm of your hand and they knew a lot about you. You couldn’t help the smile that formed on your lips when you saw them. They all greeted you effusively, telling you it was great to see you again and that they often remembered you, even if you and Martin had broken up more than a year ago. Andrew excused himself at the same time most of the team started walking to Martin’s dressing room, but Louis, Martin’s best friend and photographer, stayed talking to you.

“How have you been?” Louis asked you, and you smiled at his accent.

“I’ve been good. What about you?”

“It’s been great, you know how this works” he answered and you nodded slowly.

“Yeah, I know how it works” you said smiling softly.

“I hear you have a new boyfriend…” he said with a teasing smile.

“I do, and he makes me very happy” you said a bit hesitantly, not really sure how to talk about Shawn to your ex’s best friend.

“I’m glad to hear that, you deserve having someone who is as good as you are” he said.

“Yeah…” you said wanting to ask about Martin, but you didn’t know how.

“Martin’s fine.” Louis said like he was reading your mind. “It took him a while to get over you, and releasing ‘In The Name of Love’ reminded him of you a bit, since you were the main inspiration, you know… But he’s fine, he’s happy” he told you, and you couldn’t help staring at the ground.

“You know I never wanted to cause him trouble…” you said feeling a bit guilty.

“You don’t have to apologize, it was going to happen eventually. And he hasn’t found someone to start a stable relationship for now, but he’s just fine” he reassured you. You chatted a bit more until you saw Shawn appear. You said goodbye to Louis before following your boyfriend who had just walked inside his dressing room. You walked in quietly and found him sitting on the couch.

“How was the press, baby?”

“I found your ex,” he blurted and you closed your eyes. “And it looks like you didn’t mind finding his friends or whoever that guy was.” he said and you sighed.

“Shawn…”

“You know what? Let’s just not talk right now, I’m seriously not in the mood” he said just when Andrew walked inside the dressing room.

“God, Shawn. I seriously don’t know what you want for me to do to help you realize I love you, and only you. I’m getting tired of this, seriously.” you said as you watched your boyfriend open a bottle of water before you grabbed your bag and left the dressing room.

You found your back pressed against the wall as people passed by. You tried to mask your anger and sadness as people greeted you, since you knew that if people saw you outside Shawn’s dressing room looking down, they would start talking. The door opened revealing Andrew, you sighed since a bit of you hoped it would be Shawn.

“I’m sorry about that.” Andrew told you but you shook your head.

“Don’t worry about it, just make sure he okay for his performance.” you said and Andrew tried to mask his discomfort of being in the middle of you and Shawn’s arguments.

“Are you still going to watch from the side stage?”

“Of course,” you answered. “I’m always up to see him perform, even when he’s being an ass” you said making Andrew laugh.

“Okay, I’ll let you know when it’s time… Are you sure you don’t want to come back inside?”

“I’ll just stay here for a while, it’ll be good for him.”

Andrew said goodbye and you stayed there until you noticed a pair of blue eyes shyly looking at your way. Great, you thought as Martin appeared in front of you. You separated your body from the wall and slowly approached him since he had stopped walking.

“Hey” you heard his voice for the first time since a long time.

“Hello” you greeted him and a smile appeared on your lips.

“It’s been a long time” Martin said scratching the back of his neck.

“It has…” an awkward silence appeared between the two of you. “I just saw the team, and talked to Louis. And congratulations, you’re officially the number one DJ in the world!”

“And i just saw your boyfriend, and thank you, I still can’t believe it.” He said and you couldn’t help but notice he was the same boy you had fallen in love with.

“He might have mentioned something.” you said and now you couldn’t contain your smile.

“it’s so good to see you… I had planned to talk to you after we broke up, but months passed and then you were with your new boyfriend… I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.” he confessed.

“I understand. It wouldn’t have done us any good.” you said and he slowly nodded.

You both stayed in silence for a few moments until Martin spoke up. “I have to go now, but it would be very nice if you could watch the set. The booth is always open for you, you know that”

You smiled at the sight of him. He hadn’t changed at all. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, but thank you”

“Don’t worry about it. You can watch it from the side stage if you want to”

“I’ll try,” you smiled at him one last time. “Good luck”

“Thank you” he said before walking away.

You stayed there and thought about what had just happened. You smiled because it was great to see he was doing just fine, and nothing had happened inside of you at all. He hadn’t made you nervous, or all giddy like he used to. Now the only thing in your head was your boyfriend who was everything you could ask for. You were going to knock on the door, but someone opened it first.

“Walls are thin, did you know?” Shawn said and his bitter tone was obvious.

You sighed, your prior smile long forgotten. “What happened now?”

“You know what? Don’t bother going to watch me sing, and don’t feel bad for going to his booth or whatever. I’ll do just fine without you” he said before walking past you.

Could this day end already?

When you heard the first chords of his performance, you couldn’t help it but go to your spot and watch your boyfriend perform. You couldn’t help the tears that escaped your eyes as you heard him sing with such passion and emotion, knowing he was angry at you. Andrew appeared and gave you a side hug before he disappeared to check something.

A few seconds before Shawn’s set was done, you walked away, not wanting to face him yet, an you found yourself considering Martin’s offer to watch his set, since he was coming right after Shawn, who hadn’t noticed you had been staying there the whole time. Before disappearing, you told Andrew you were going to call an Uber to get back to the hotel so he didn’t have to worry.

You stayed in the shadows as Martin appeared on the stage, making the crowd jump and have the time of their lives, but though everybody was smiling, you found yourself craving for your boyfriend’s touch. You just wanted him by your side, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, running his fingers along your back, smiling at something you said, or humming his favorite songs. Just as Bebe Rexha appeared on stage to sing ‘In The Name of Love’, you left your spot and went to Shawn’s dressing room, only to find it empty. You grabbed your phone and called an Uber to drive you back to the hotel. The man seemed to know you but he didn’t mention it, which you were very thankful for.

You masterfully avoided the paparazzi and fans waiting for the different artists that were staying on the hotel before you made your way to the elevator. You pressed the floor number and in a matter of second you were in front of Shawn’s door. You took a deep breath and knocked the door three times, before a shirtless Shawn opened. He was going to open his mouth but you crashed your lips against his. He didn’t hesitate to respond with the same enthusiasm, and walking you inside the room, closing the room behind you.

He left your body trapped between the wall and his body. You broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against yours. Both your breathings were rapid, making your chests gently touch each other.

“I’m sorry.” you both blurted out, making you two smile goofily.

“I should’ve realized it bothered you the thought of him, but I just want you to know that I love you more than anything in this world, and that you’re perfect. You’re a dream come true” you confessed

“I shouldn’t have reacted that way, I’m sorry. I’m so in love with you I can’t bear the thought of you with someone else. I’m so sorry”

You pecked his lips. “You did amazing, I’m proud of you”

“You saw it?” he asked you with a smile.

“Of course. You looked hot”

“I am hot” he joked.

You kissed him again. “I love you”

“I love you more” he responded.

“I highly doubt that” you said furrowing your eyebrows.

“I can show you” he said leaving kisses on your earlobe.

“You never waste an opportunity, do you?” you said and he grinned.

“It wouldn’t be me if I did” he said before colliding his lips against yours one more time.

There was no doubt no one could make you feel the way your boyfriend did.

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theno1noahpuckerman · 4 years

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Jeck-Jess-x-Puck

Tagging: Noah Puckerman x Jessica Martin

Where: Puck and Jess’s room.

contents: Puck’s first arrival into the island, just Random Jess and Puck bonding times

Puck:

Puck paced around the living area his nerves were on the fritz, he was anxious, he felt a little nauseous being in a strange place, not knowing if his sister was okay not knowing if he was going to see her again and trying to figure out what had happened from the time he walked out of his apartment and into this world. Was this that one place with that goat man and the snow bitch. He sure hoped not eternal winter would seem annoying. He just about jumped when he heard someone stirring. "Shit, who are you?" He asked the woman hoping this time she would actually answer him this time.May 4, 2020

Jess:

Today the former rock star dawned blue hair; head cocked to the side as she took a long drag from her cigarette. "Jessica Martin, also known as Jess Diabolus, Princess of Darkness leader singer of the group Female Antichrist. A feminist alt rock band with a satanic flavor. Part time Scream Queen, been in a couple B movies. But now I am a switch, and have no idea what my live entails. " another drag of the cigarette as she yawned. "And you sir????"

Puck:

Puck blinked. "Okay...well your majesty, Princess of darkness perhaps you care to tell me where I am? if this is hell are you the one whose gonna torture me for eternity then I am very much okay with this. Noah Puckerman. Switch I guess, Busser and future action movie star and #1 badass." He claimed.

Jess:

"Ohhh I like that. Your Majesty, maybe I should have people call me that instead of Miss Martin. That was totally my Mom." smoke plumed from her lips, as she leaned back into her chair. "I don't think think this is hell." she giggled a little bit at the flirtatious comment, playfully her tongue stuck out. "And I only torture with consent lovely. But I promise, it is a good time for all." long fake eyelashes fluttered in his direction as she snuffed out her cigarette out. "From what I gather this is a pocket dimension; seperate from our world. The how and why of that, I am not sure. still working on those calculations.....And while I may not be your torturer as of yet, I am your roommate. So, shall we drink some champange ....get to know each other?"

Puck

Puck raised a brow. "Oh? so you want me to call you 'You Majesty or Miss Martin then?' He wondered and laughed. "Well how do I know I'm not? but I guess whatever this is could be worse. " He said "Whoa well do we at least get a Tardis? Then this would be worth it." He claimed and he chuckled. "That's good to know maybe i'll take you up on that one of these days." He winked at her and he nodded. "Alright sure I can use one, thank you and hopefully you can tell me more about this place. deal?" He suggested.

Jess:

"You my good Pucky, are allowed to call me Jess, or J. For now anyway." Laughter tumbled from her lips, as she got up and and got two glasses. She poured them both glasses, before sitting back down. "Doctor Who fan? I might be myself.....I'm a sucker for a time travel." she offered him his glass. "I don't know much. Spent my first week here drunk. Hit on seriously everyone with a pulse. Mega embarassing. But what I have so far is we were transported into this pocket dimension. It has a mix between an authoritian and bondage and domination rule? Also like add a splash of Orwellian nightmare......That is totally what we are living in right now. The rest we're gonna have to figure out together.

Jess:

There was a pout on the glittered up satanic bombshells face. "I cant decide what bikini to weeeaarrr....." she held up to glasses of whiskey. "Help me?"

Puck:

Puck laughed. "Yeah sure, I'll help Jess." He told her as he walked over to her and took one of the glasses. "Alright, show me the options, beautiful." He prompted with a nod to her room. "Or did you want me to wait out here, put on a bit of a show for me?" He asked with a wink.

Jess:

She smiled as her head cocked to the side. Noah really was growing to be one of her favorite people. Glitter painted lips took a sip of her glass. Easily she slipped into a pose and smiled. "Do you wanna show big boy? Cause I can give you a show." she teased back, giving him a gentle nudge towards the couch.

Puck:

Puck looked over at her before moving to sit on the couch. He laughed. "Is that not what I said but come on you asked for my opinion and as an ex poolboy I might just have a good eye for swim wear now, come on, Jess."

Jess:

She popped into her room, head popped out for a moment. "Oh your in for it!" in a little bit she popped out in a neon blue string bikinni. With a bounce in her step as she strutted into the room. Body still decorated with glitter, and still dripped with her regular diamond necklaces. the ones she hadn't taken off since she bought them with her first check the band made. she was happy she hadn't left them at home. As for the bikini , t was certianly revealing albiet rather plane. "This is like an old faithful...Shows a lot of skin...but I feel like it has no umph....I mean I have my jewerly and the glitter.....but I feel like I should be head to two umph you know?" she did a little spin and a bounce.

Puck:

Puck tilted his head and smirked. "Oh is that right?" He laughed and gave her a once over when she walked out well maybe it's good. You don't want to distract from what you already have, beautiful but turn around and smirked as she bounced. "You know what? I like it."

Jess:

Laughter tumbled from her lips as she bounced next to him. She leaned against him, her head on his shoulder and sighed. "Thanks for putting up with my eccentricities.... You are a good egg."

Puck:

Puck shook his head. "It's fine, Jess I could have ended up with a worst Roommate. You aren't so bad and thanks for calling me an egg."He teased. "But honestly I think you'll be fine. I can't wait for this party it'll be nice make a few friends here besides you and guess me and Sebastian are friends" He said thoughtfully. "Or I guess drinking buddies don't know if that counts. " He smirked.

Jess:

"Ugh, same. I finally feel like Im getting into a groove here. Like people are finally starting to see me. Not me being somebody's ex girlfriend." she smiled as she got up and began to peel off the bathing suit. "Okay I have at least one more I want you to see." she popped back into her room. Only to come back in a crystal studded bikini. "Too much? And also tell me about this Sébastian...."

Puck:

Puck nodded his understanding at that. "Oh I get that, glad they are seeing you I mean how can people not see you. of course, I sort of aways grooved to my own tune. " He nodded as he watched her leaving admiring her back side and smiled when she walked out. "No I like that one, it's awesome and Sebastian? you never met him before? Well dudes pretty cool bought me tacos my first night" He smiled at her.

Jess:

She flopped down next to him again, now that her wardrobe has been decided. His kind words brought a smile to her face, and she leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Im glad your my roommate. No I haven't. I upset him a lil bit in chat though. Cause i said cum cow...." she snuggled up against him.May 10, 2020

Puck:

"Well likewise, your royal Darkyness." He snorted as he heard what she said. "A cum cow?Okay that is that best thing I've heard." Puck wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "So how is that bakery of yours coming along?"May 11, 2020

Jess:

Laughter tumbled from her lips, as she leaned her head against his shoulder. "Right? I didnt think it was that bad.. " she smiled as she looked up at him. "If i work two jobs for a month... And save up capital..theyll let me open it. How exciting is that?"

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Jess:

Jess had cooked several batches of brookies upon request of the residents. It amazed her they never had the concotion before. It was a personal favorite of hers. Brght pink hair was wrapped up in a messy but and she was wearing an over sized t-shirt that said ' Antichrist Super Star'. With a bottle of cheap champange in one hand, and brookies in the other she made her way into his room. With a small smile, she placed her goodies next to the bed. "Are you ready for the supreme cuddle monster?" @Mega(Tanner, Spice Motta)

Puck:

Puck was unsure how to take Shane being here but for now Jess had offered him sweets. He laughed as he took in her wardrobe. "Hm, I like it." He nodded. "Yeah I'm more then ready for the cuddle monster. He took one of the treats and you know if you still need money for that bakery of yours maybe I'll put in a little donation.

Jess:

She wasn't wearing make up, after all she was just laying in the other room. Most people she wouldn't allow to see her like this. But, Puck was different. When he said she liked it, she smiled and posed. Once she finished posing, she climbed into the bed with him. Arms wrapped around him from behind, and she leaned her chin on his shoulder. "I'm big spoon." she giggled sweetly.May 12, 2020

Puck:

Puck followed her into the room and moved to lay down next to her with a bit of sigh. He let her hug him and sighed. "Thank you, Love." He laughed as he relaxed at the feeling of the girls arms around him. "I really did need this, so my sister, huh? So weird huh?" He shook his head as he let out a breathe he felt he had been holding in all day but there was still a knot in his stomach.

Jess:

"It's no problem. It's what I'm here for." She pulled him closer, tighter. Gently she placed a soft kiss against his cheek. "Yeah. But that is the thing about living in a pocket dimension sweetness. She could be your sister from another dimension, or another time line. We have no idea. The mutilverse is quite large..." acrlyic nails began to run up and down his arm gently. "Even so, it's alot to deal with I know."May 17, 2020

Puck:

Puck shook his head with a laugh. "Well, I guess I got lucky I was given you as a roommate, Jessicakes." He frowned a little. "Not sure if it makes it any better but she did know my dad's name so maybe but it certainly is kinda getting a bit crowded here, isn't it?" He replied and closed his eyes enjoying her touch. "But I'm not even really mad at her it's just never really tried to think about my dad's 'other family'. So it's weird being stuck on an island with one of them." He told her.Message #jeck-jess-and-puck

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