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Imaginary friends - Part 55When Phil was 11 he used to happily get up every morning at 6 am for his first month or so of secondary school. It was adorable at the time because he was so excited. He hasn’t succeeded in this since however; either he’s not happy or he’s not early, it is truly a struggle.
The reason I am telling you this is because currently it is 6:45am and Phil has broken this 11 year streak of his. It’s the first day of the school year and first day that Eddie is teaching all his new pupils, at his new school, otherwise known as the secondary school of south London known as St. Adams. Phil is awake purely to see him off, I’m pretty sure he’ll go to bed soon after the big send off, but the point is he’s awake now and that’s what’s important.
I pat him on the back, I am very proud of him.
He pats Eddie on his back, he’s very proud of Eddie.
The only difference between our two pats are that I, Unlike Phil, don’t use my sly seduction sk
Imaginary friends-Part54 (NEWPARTAFTER9MONTHS OMG)Peej has explained to me the precise ins and outs of Chris’s new job in vivid detail. The official title is something stupid and long that neither Pj nor Chris really remembers but it basically boils down to waiter at a fancy restaurant.
It’s not what he wants to do, of course not, no one dreams to serve tables for the rest of their lives and certainly no one goes all the way through a three year university course, come out the other end with a degree in film studies to then become a waiter at a fancy restaurant.
No this is not Chris’ dream, nor is he happy in it; he’s in it for the money. I can’t deny my surprise to see Chris; the boy who went for at least a year sleeping with anyone and everyone he could not taking a second glance after the deed was done to a man who gives up a future in film or something similarly high flying in the media industry for a job as a waiter just to support his wife whom he married because he impregnated her. All in all this
Imaginary friends - Part 53'Phil!'
Hug, they haven’t seen each other face to face in a while.
Explanation: Netta had the baby.
I would continue to watch the short reunion between Chris & Netta and Phil & Eddie but it seems stupid since it's only been a month since all four if them were together (when Phil and Eddie offered to help Chris and Netta move into this "cosy" flat in a "lively" neighbourhood, which it certinally is, Pj tells me there's children screaming most of the night) and then only been a two week gap between now and the last time Chris and Phil saw each other which makes all this seem a little overhyped and not really worth my coverage, and besides I have imaginary friends to talk to.
Vi and Pj were standing behind Chris and Netta, Pj at lead was seemed to be attempting to get around like myself but the doorway is small and ultimately neither of us got anywhere before Phil and Eddie were invited in and the doorway was cleared.
I hugged Pj and gave Vi a supportive tap on the sh
Imaginary friends - Part 52'So I've moved to London!' Phil shouted at the camera for the fourth time in five minutes. He paused after again, that one didn't sound quite right either. 'I have moved to London haven't I?' He mumbled to himself 'I've moved in with my boyfriend.' He added– almost too obviously this isn't a new concept to him this move has been planned for months, but recently I've found he just likes to say it out loud when he's on his own around the house. Usually I laugh because despite the gravitas of the realisation he always sounds ridiculously childish while stating it, I don’t think the little squeals help him sound mature but their easy to forgive, he’s just still excited. But this time he follows the statement up with a sentence that doesn't equate to one huge grin or any sort of squeak and he says 'So he should be in the video.' With an awful lot of purpose as he stood up from his spot in the bedroom where he'd set up to film this thing, grabbed the camera off its stand of
Imaginary friends - Part 51It feels like Phil’s graduation is an important enough event to document. It was a proud moment for everyone, myself included, I don’t care I had no influence on the fact that he’s graduating, I don’t care that I haven’t spoken to him in nearly three years and that last time he saw me was in a dream here his boyfriend was cheating on him with me. When I stood up there with him as he received his degree I felt like I could cry - I didn’t, but I could’ve – then there was the audience, the majority of them were disinterested in Phil personally but clapped and smiled in line with the spirit of these events, they were parents and family of the other graduates it’s understandable that they didn’t know who Phil was, but there was just to the left side of the right set of chairs there was Phil’s four guests in the forms of his mum, his dad, his brother and his soon-to-be live in boyfriend. Those four people were just as close t
Imaginary friends - Part 50This year Eddie stayed at Phil's for the Christmas/New Year’s week. Phil's mum has always said she thinks Christmas is about everyone being together, 'a big occasion with everyone together' is how she put it, before mentioning agreeing that Eddie could come and stay because he's borderline family and hasn't got one of his own to go to.
The hot topic this year was definitely the fact that Phil is moving both to London and in with Eddie. Over the course of the eleven days Eddie stayed there was only two mealtimes where the subject wasn't mentioned, alluded to or was the main theme of the conversation. It was from my point of view very repetitive; they talked about everything from chores to bills to 'aw little Phil's growing up' etc over and over again but unfortunately neither Phil nor Eddie nor anyone else ever got tired of talking about it.
The sleeping arrangements this time were as per usual Eddie sleeping in Phil's bed with Phil, him closer to the door than Phil. The onl
Imaginary friends - Part 49I think you can easily guess what happened that evening in the hotel room, as it turns out Phil really does like it when people ask him to move in with them – in short the proposal means he is now very excited. And I mean excited all over the body not just in his head.
Eddie noticed this excitement on the journey home and -probably unfairly- played to it to his own advantage on the way home by describing the house and explaining what it'll be like when they, firstly visit it tomorrow -since it's current occupants are in America for no reason specified- and then what it'll be like to live in it. Only he didn’t phrase it like that. He made it sound like this house was the sexiest thing on the planet, the ultimate haven of romantic experiences and domestic bliss; he made it sound l like honey was flowing from his mouth into Phil’s ear, sort of calming Phil down but also giving him a sugar high at the same time. When they got back to the hotel room the calm part pre
Imaginary friends - Part 48With the hotel room inspected in the sense that they as a pair got to grips with the layout and what was provided for them on a free basis, they then set off for a restaurant where Eddie had made a reservation.
The restaurant was well, big; in all honesty, it is just huge. It had areas for all different things but the two floors were the main separation, upstairs for parties with children and families, apparently there's special areas with stuff for the kids to do when they get bored instead of defacing things; downstairs is pretty much just for adults, more of an intimate setting for dates and things where the diners care less about the excitement that could possibly come with sitting on a second floor and more about their own conversations - the music is calmer downstairs and there is a stage for singers or musicians but no one's there now.
Eddie and Phil fit in perfectly fine downstairs with what they're wearing; were they not here on a Wednesday and if they actually wanted to they
Imaginary friends - Part 47The following Wednesday was the anniversary of Phil and Eddies first sober kiss, this is the thing I know about and Phil doesn't, it’s a new feeling to have the edge of knowledge over Phil, I like it.
All Phil knows about this is he needs clothes for tomorrow and to wear ‘Suitable clothes for going to a nice restaurant’ So white shirt, black jeans and converse type shoes that he wears an awful lot, were the makeup of Phil’s outfit, with a change of clothes tossed carelessly into a backpack that he has over just one shoulder when he arrives at the entrance to Eddie’s apartment building.
He was about to call up to Eddie’s flat using the buzzer when Eddie -who’s standing by his car wearing similar clothes to Phil- called him over.
He greeted Phil properly with the phrase 'Ah Phil may I just say you are looking beautiful this fine afternoon.'
'Why thank you.’ Phil said as he approached ‘And may I ask why you're talking like a serv
Contego (Levi x Abused!Reader) [AU]
You winced as you prodded your digits on your split lip, crimson staining the pad of your fingertips. With shaky hands, you pulled open the dresser's top drawer, reaching in for the pouch which stored your makeup.
This was a daily routine for you; caking your face in makeup to hide the red marks and purple bruises, your bleeding lip, the shadow around your eye.
You swiped the red lipstick across your bottom lip, and the sharp, throbbing pain blossoms. Looking at your reflection, a smile spreads on your face; a perfect, practiced smile across perfect, practiced lips that showed no pain, no suffering.
Before tears could brim up at the corner of your eyes, you stood up and walked to the front door, stepping outside to go through another day of work.
"Oi, what happened to your lip? Looks like someone had punched you," the raven speaks up, slight concern etched upon his visage. He stops arranging the
No Touching (France x Reader)
No Touching (France x Reader)
All Translations are in the description, hope you enjoy!~ :3
“Yes ma chérie?”
“Remove. Your. Hand. From. My. Ass!” you growled before glaring at the Frenchman,
“But it’s so beautiful~” he purred before sliding his other arm around your waist.
Francis, your boyfriend, was kind, loving and affectionate just a little too affectionate, in fact he was so affectionate that some would take it as far as to call him a pervert and you’re the one who had to put up with this so called ‘Pervert’.
Yeah sure at times he could be a little perverted but you wouldn't necessarily call him a pervert just a little… frisky at times and touchy, VERY TOUCHY! And to be honest it was starting to annoy you. You pinched his hand earn
"Hold still." You commanded, holding your boyfriend's arm with one hand and cleaning the wound on it with the other.
Luciano hissed when the cleaning rag hit his arm, trying to pull his arm away. "That hurts!"
"It's going to hurt a lot more when I smack you if you don't sit still." You snapped, tightening your grip on his arm. He huffed and kept still, wincing every time you touched his arm.
You see, your boyfriend had a tendency to get into fights, usually for stupid reasons, and usually with two of his friends, Kuro and Lutz. They also got quite carried away sometimes, and that usually resulted in one of them getting hurt. This time, however, the fight Luciano had gotten into had been with a guy named Allen, who was pretty tough. Luciano had come out of the fight with a black eye, a swollen cheek, a twisted ankle, a fractured wrist, and a knife wound on his right arm. Needless to say, he'd lost.
"What exactly did you do
Sousuke x Reader Not Quite
Sousuke was in the middle of a crisis. Not that he’d admit that to anyone. ...Well, to most anyone. It was a bit of a mess he was in, and he wasn’t entirely sure how to go about fixing it. Or rather, it was a competition, and he wasn’t entirely sure how to win it.
(Name) (Last Name), aka the girl he had a crush on since she transferred over from Sapporo, was going to Iwatobi. And that was great, because it meant she was close by. She was also into swimming, which made her that much more attractive, and also meant that Gou was more than happy to have her be co-manager of the Iwatobi Swim Team. Which in turn meant that Sousuke had plenty of opportunities to see her more often.
The only problem was that he wasn’t the only one who was attracted to her. At least, as far as he could tell. Sometimes, whenever Rin went to visit Gou and the boys on the Iwatobi swim team, he’d tag along to catch a glimpse of (Name). And more often than not, there she was, chatting w
Japan x Sick!Reader .:. This Will Do
It was a rather cold day outside, but the warmth inside was something you could thank. You were freezing, it seemed, no matter how many blankets were wrapped around you. You could no longer breathe from your nose, and your stomach was in coils. Much to your disliking, you were sick.
Luckily, you had someone there who was taking care of you, and as you opened your eyes now at the quiet tip-tap of footsteps, you saw that "someone". Short, dark hair and deep brown eyes... you smiled at the sight of him. He placed the back of his hand to your forehead and frowned slightly.
"Your forehead's stirr warm..." he said quietly, mostly to himself. He left for a moment before he came back with a moistened washcloth that he placed upon your forehead. You released a light sigh at how refreshingly cool it was, considering that you were running a rather high temperature. You coughed twice into your hand before your smile turned to a frown that matched the one o
Rivals ( Levi x Colonel!Reader )
You could still remember that 15 year old girl with (H/l) (H/c) hair that graduated and chose to join the Survey Corps. Your battle skill was 10/10 back from then, but you were still sure you would die on the first expedition. It seems your sixth sense sucked, because now you were sitting in your office, drinking coffee. Yup, you were 32 year old woman and a Colonel of the Regiment.
Today, the idiots that were ready to die from the 104th Trainees A.K.A. The ones that decided to join the Scouting Legion would have their first chores and they had no idea what kind of a monster Levi was when it came to cleaning. You could say that you doubted the fact he was a man, but once you walked in the Boys' shower and... To be short, he was a man. A really big man.
Many people found Levi scary, but you were absolutely terrifying. You could literally give someone a heart attack with one glare. Once Erwin told you about a rumor, that you could kill titans with your deadly glare. Cadets and thei
Trapped In My Laptop ( Levi x Reader ) AU
(A/N : So this is a special, late birthday gift for :IconTalithestrange:! Happy birthday, Honeybun~~!!! <3)
You were sitting on the couch in your living room, your laptop resting itself on your lap as you typed and typed some comments on DeviantART. You fucking loved Attack on Titan and well your favorite character was Levi. Yes, he was grumpy, loved cleaning and short, but you couldn't help it! He was so perfect in your eyes...
You had to be honest, as much as you loved it, you were tired of reading 'Levi x Reader's. You tried doing the 'Lucid Dreaming' shit to go to the Titan world and fuck Levi, but ended up in a 'Sleep Paralysis'. Maybe it was a bad idea to not read of ways to get out of the fucked up state you were in.
So sleep paralysis basically is a thing when you see the things you are mostly afraid of and you saw a Yaoi pairing that you hated for a single reason, You being madly in love with Levi, Ereri. They basically had sex on top of you and you watched how they d
Hotaru (Child!Levi x Teen!Thug!Reader)
(A/N: Mild violence.)
The raindrops made the same disgusting sounds you wanted to forget. Every drip made a sickening "plip", the tempo increasing the faster and faster you ran. You hated the rain- although it was pure in colour, it's existence threatened to throw you back to those times. In fact, it wasn't even raining. Just a bunch of moisture lingering at the top of the underground.
But even if you did get to see the rain, the clouds would forever cry crimson.
Coupled with the sound of gunfire, rain reminded you of death. The death of your only family. Those ear-piercing screams, sounds of torture, human flesh being torn to bits. The worst part of it all? It was a sacrifice to protect you.
Something that could hurt you more than a thousand bitter cuts on your arm.
But it would be something you had to endure anyway; you promised him that you would be home. (f/n) (l/n) was no longer that innocent girl who stood and watched. You made a promise- a glimmer of hope that you would survive.
Sousuke x Reader Through It All
It was starting to get a little late that night, but (Name) didn’t mind too much. Her husband, Sousuke, was usually a little on the late side whenever he had highway patrol, like today. Though for him, all that really meant was another long day.
But none of that really mattered, since none of it was what she was currently focusing on. Rather, it was the adorable little boy who was trying to toddle up to her with those clumsy, chubby baby whale legs she loved so much. And he was already halfway to her.
“Come on, sweetie! You’re almost there, you can do it!!” She cheered him from the stove, where a pot of pasta was currently being boiled. Her son cooed from behind his pacifier, stretching stubby arms out to his mommy. There was a twinkle in those teal eyes that looked just like his father’s.
“Just a little closer buddy, come on!” She cheered him on, crouching down in front of him. She held her arms out to catch him just as he stumbled towards her
6 days to Christmas - PhanDan threw me against a wall and pinned me to it, placing small kisses and dark patches around my neck.
'You warm now baby?'
'What?' I asked but Dan didn't stop kissing me to answer, and then I remembered. 'oh that, that was yesterday.-' he rolled his hips into mine '-but oh my god yes.'
'good.' he mumbled as he worked his way along my jaw 'you were a snowman.'
'And now you're trying to melt me?'
'Well that depends, am I succeeding?'
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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