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me because I’ll never be able to see the full play of Milo Mannheim as Seymour..

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i have actually no idea what i’m gonna do and i need people to stop asking

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how do you think donnie or jake would deal with an unplanned pregnancy?? 👀

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I went with Donnie <33

Warnings: unplanned pregnancy, mentions of abortion, anxiety, little angst with a happy ending

A/N: Shout out to auntie Elizabeth, I love you Maggie 😭

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Man, he would be TERRIFIED

Like... he couldn't even take care of himself, how the fuck is he supposed to take care of a child?

Whenever you tried to talk, he was always devastated

And these first weeks would be terrible for you, because you needed support, you were also scared, but he was a mess and it was impossible to get any support from him

But he only realized that on the day you freaked out in front of him, after all those days pretending to be okay

"Donnie, I know this isn't what we wanted, but it happened and now we have to fucking deal with it. I need to do something about it and it would be of great help if my boyfriend who didn't want to use a fucking condom could help me!"

He froze in his place, seeing your tears fall.

You felt terrible for snapping at him, knowing that he wasn't okay... but you had the right to not be okay too

"I spoke to you sister." You spoke again, realizing he wouldn't. "She said she knows a place..."

"What?" He frowned. "You're not thinking about..."

"Of course I am, Donnie... how the fuck am I supposed to do this?" You cried harder

"I... I know, but..." He was invaded by some kind of feeling he hadn't experienced yet. "But it's... it's our baby. It's... ours. You and me."

You looked at him with the most heartbreaking expression he had ever seen

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry about the way I've been acting... I should have been by your side." He sighed sadly. "I understand if you don't want to keep it. I mean... what if the baby turns out to be a fuck up like me"

In the middle of everything you were going through, you hadn't thought about it. Yeah, what if the baby turned out to be like him

Turned out to be that funny and sweet

With his eyes and that laugh that you loved

With that kind heart and that sense of justice that would always get him in trouble

"I love you, Donnie." You smiled at him, wiping your tears away. "It would be an honor to have a son like you."

"No, it wouldn't." He rolled his eyes. "And what kind of dad would I be? They would be so... unhappy and traumatized, for sure."

Nothing made you sadder than hearing about how much Donnie hated himself. He wouldn't miss an opportunity to bring himself down, to tell you how undeserving of you he was

"Well, I think..." You were about to defend him, then you stopped

You thought about this whole situation for a second and laughed

He had never been that confused in his life... what was so funny in a moment like this?

"I am losing my mind." You told him before throwing yourself in his bed, looking at the ceiling

He sat beside you, waiting for further explanation

"I'm just..." You continued. "I walked through that door ready to communicate that I'm getting an abortion and now I'm daydreaming about this like it was a good idea."

"It's a terrible idea, isn't it?" He allowed his body to fall beside yours on the bed

"Yeah, it is..." You sighed

"Can I be honest with you?" His cheeks turned a little red

"Hmm?"

"I hadn't thought about getting rid of it for a second before you mentioned it... isn't that weird?" He admitted. "You know damn well how much of an overthinker I am, I thought about every fucking thing, from holding a newborn to paying for college, both equally terrifying, but I... never once thought of the possibility of just... not doing any of that."

"That's how I know you'd be a great father." You shrugged, watching him tilt his head like a puppy. "Come on, Donnie... any other guy would just dump me. And you immediately thought about all of this... because you'd actually do this, you'd be involved and work hard so everything would be perfect."

He thought about it for a second

You respected his silence, taking your time to absorb all of this... could it really work? Were you convincing him or yourself?

"Y/N..." his hand went to your face, thumb gently stroking your cheek. "I will understand if you really decide to get the abortion. It's your body and... well, this sure as fuck isn't ideal. We should be worried about whether we are going to college, not if someone else is, but..."

"Donnie." You tried to hold back your laughter. "You're the only one here worried about paying for a bunch of organized cell's college."

He laughed. For the first time since he heard the news, he laughed. Until his cheeks hurt. God, you were in love with him... enough to agree with what he would say next

"I know it's stupid... and I know that our families will kill us..." He smiled. "But if you want to, I... I think we could do this... y'know... think we could be a family. Us and our little... hmm... organized bunch of cells."

Elizabeth was the first to hear the news... I mean, she already knew about the pregnancy, but now she knew you were keeping it

She was proud of his brother and how he was brave enough to do this, but she would never let him know that

She teased the shit out of him

Called him "father of the year" and made remarks like "you should know this, you're a father now"

His mother fainted when she first got the news... but she got used to it pretty quickly

Specially after seeing how much more dedicated to his treatment Donnie was now

He was so focused on being okay... on preparing himself for being the best person he could be

And when your belly started to grow, shit started to get real

And, surprisingly so, that didn't freak Donnie out, it excited him...

He would spend hours ranting about his nerd shit to your belly

He would read all the books he can find about pregnancy and come up with weird and mildly disgusting facts to you

Yeah, I don't know what to say... he is a huge baby, so now you'd have two <3

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ahhh yes, just what I need at 3am

⋆·˚ ༘ * they nicknamed her ‘the bolter’

warnings: the ending is rushed, I ran out of inspo 😭

pairing: connor stoll x daughter of hades

connor stoll was notorious for torturing campers and pulling silly pranks. unfortunately you were one of the many campers that he had bothered by his stunts

it started back when you first got to camp and you were assigned to cabin eleven since you had been unclaimed. a peaceful evening, book open in your hands and the room was silent- rare for this cabin specially, but most campers had been at the campfire. you didn’t go along because it would have been awkward to sit by yourself so you stayed back, the silence was much needed anyways

things were never silent at camp half-blood though. the moment you were enjoying was interrupted by the younger stoll standing beside your bed (staring into your soul may I add)

you close your book and look up at him “do you need something?”

he stays silent, cheeks turning red by the second. the next you know his lips are on yours, this kids a total creep! when he pulls away he gives you one last glance before bolting out of the cabin

what the hell was that? you still don’t know to this day. but he hasn’t mentioned it since it happened so you decide not to bring it up

that was the first time he pulled a stunt on you, and after that it was relentless. however the pranks he would pull would always be much less intense than the ones you had seen around, simple things.

your book wouldn’t be in the same place you left it, notes pretending you had a stalker (you knew his handwriting though, he doesn’t fool you here), scaring you everytime you left the cabin, you once even woke up with a pile of dirt under your blanket, but that was nothing compared to the misery he would put everyone else in. so why does he go easy on you?

you wanted to talk to him for once, maybe have an interaction where you weren’t being pranked, that was the only time he spoke to you, never anytime else. why? you don’t know! this idiot won’t talk to you!

you got claimed months later by hades and moved out of cabin eleven to thirteen. after that you talked to him even less, occasionally you would sit at hermes table to have small conversations with him but you never got much words out of him unless it was a stutter or a simple ‘yes or ‘no’

today you were blessed with the opportunity to be the victim of his next prank. walking out of your cabin you got a bucket of black paint poured on you, you swear all your lives flashed before your eyes

you stand shocked, attempting to wipe the paint out from your eyes and when you opened them you see a half blurry connor in front of you

“I hate you” you hissed

connor’s frowns, a hint of guilt in his eyes. he hands you a towel before bolting yet again, he seems to do this every time, always leaving you after a prank

you pout and fight the tears begging to leave your eyes. you walk back in your cabin and clean off, three showers it took to remove the dark color. when you were finished you went to tonight’s campfire. you spot connor sitting alone and you take a seat beside him

“I’m sorry” he mutters “I’m really sorry”

you sigh “why did you do it?”

“It was on a dare, the kiss, travis made me. it slipped out that I liked you and he wouldn’t let it go. then he told me that the only way to get your attention and I don’t know, I thought it would work. I’ve never dated anyone before, I’ve never even liked anyone else before so I just followed whatever he said. I hated pulling those pranks on you, all of them, even if it was nothing, I don’t like seeing you upset, especially when I’m the reason for it. I really like you though, like really like you, and I want you to know that. It’s okay if you hate me, I would hate me too, I’m not trying to make you pity me, I just want you to know that I love you and you deserved an explanation”

“connor”

he looks up at you for the first time tonight, and you prepare yourself for your next action. you take the side of his face and pull him in for a kiss- this time not on a dare, and you cherish every moment of it. perhaps the pranks had been worth it

If I had a nickel for every time, I fall in love with a fictional character from the 80s. I'd have 2 nickels, which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice right.

LAWD HAVE MERCY

I need to see this shit in HD (gif from @mttztrading)

pov you cheat on your gf. she goes missing and is presumed dead. she’s back but it’s not her she’s possessed. you crack the case with her friends and the girl you cheated on her with. your gf gets to return to her body. she tells you she fucked the ghost of a guy who died at your school 40 years prior (she never let you hit). also you can see her dead dad now