This Is So Fucking Cute. I’m Totally Not Crying Or Anythingggg

what the hell

pairing: elliot x fem!reader

warnings: swearing, cheating, drug usage, and slight violence.

a/n: oh you all are about to hate me. i’m turning Elliot into what i think he’s about to become in this one. reader is fed tf up. i hope you enjoy </3

words: 2,539 + not proofread

love hurts whether it’s right or wrong.

there should’ve been no reason Jules was crying on your shoulder and gripping into Maddy’s hand for dear life.

“she doesn’t want me anymore guys.” she sobbed. moving from her slouched position on your arm, she started to sit up and let go of Maddy’s hand. she pulled at her short hair while her tears shined like diamonds in the moonlight. “i fucking know it. i feel it.”

you didn’t think Rue was cheating, you saw the reaction she had to Elliot, but you knew they both did coke at the party together while she was supposed to be clean.

you just thought she was getting high at home and didn’t want Jules to see her like that.

the three of you sat on the curb outside of the bowling alley. Jules wailing into the cold night air, your legs numb from the freezing pavement, and Maddy looking over to you with worry while Kat and Ethan were probably fucking up a storm in the backseat of his moms car.

a few days later on another side of the town though, Elliot and Rue stumbled to put their clothes back on. Rue’s phone going off as soon as she got her pants back in place.

jules: i hope your meeting was good. i miss you.

Rue read as two slender arms pulled her back against a firm chest. Elliot’s head now placed on top of hers reading her phone. his phone went off as soon as he finished reading.

y/n: Jules isn’t doing good. i don’t know what to do.

his phone read, Rue reading his too before his phone went off again.

y/n: can you come by in about a hour or two? Jules should be gone by then.

elliot: sure thing baby.

Rue rolled her eyes at his text before bursting out of his arms and down the street. they just fucked and then he went and called his girlfriend baby in front of her? she sighed before talking her phone out again.

rue: i miss you too. can i come over?

she texted back, walking aimlessly while she waited for her girlfriends response.

the italicized words saying seen 6 minutes ago laughed at her.

she groaned into the air before stomping the rest of the way home.

it was 2 am and Elliot was asleep on your chest. you both had been watching daredevil before he passed out. you reached out to grab his phone to cut it off just as a notification came through, your palm connecting with the notification.

rue: i need you right now e. leave her.

the text said. you weren’t one to scroll through Elliot’s phone, never had a reason too, but that message made something in you want to scroll.

so you did.

hundreds of messages exchanged between the two of them since the party. constant flirting, talk of drugs, mentions of you and Jules not needing to know anything, then talking about how they ditched you two, them talking about fucking, and nudes.

your boyfriend was fucking Rue and Rue was fucking your boyfriend.

you pushed him off of you as gently as you could before locking his phone and turning the other way.

silently crying into the night.

“he’s not rough enough.” Kat groaned flopping back onto her bed. “at first it was love, i know it was, but the more i find myself i feel like I’m growing. he did nothing wrong guys really. i’m just growing away from him. i can’t grow and stay in one place.”

“sooo why don’t you break up with him?” you asked the girl while eating from her bag of chips. you knew her relationship expectations were unrealistic because they came straight from a fanfiction, but maybe something else could’ve been going on.

we’re you gonna tell her that though?

no, you were stressed enough.

she sat up quickly and looked at you like you smacked her.

“i can’t just leave him. it would break his heart and…and that’s not right.” Kat explained.

Maddy rolled her eyes. “there’s more than your letting on, but okay.” she said filing her nails.

“you’ll hurt him more if you stay with him and he thinks the love is real. he’d rather you be upfront, but this is your relationship. do you.” you told Kat. Jules mumbling “yeah.” from where she sat hovered over her phone.

it hurt telling Kat the things you wish Elliot and Rue would tell you and Jules.

you woke up crying again.

you had been having the same dream of Maddy finding out you knew about Nate and Cassie and lashing out on you.

you and Fez had been hiding the secret for months. while you couldn’t find Elliot and Rue was off doing some drug you assumed, you both witnessed Cassie and Nate heading to the bathroom together.

it hit you harder than Fez hit Nate that night.

he didn’t care. he hated Nate, he thought Cassie was wrong, but they were more so you and Rue’s people. if it didn’t involve you, Ash, Rue, or Jules he truly didn’t care.

you on the other hand had it bad. Maddy was a close friend of yours and it was eating you alive not telling her.

everyone noticed since January 1st you had been acting off. coming to school looking more tired than usual. eyes droopy, forgetting things more often than not, sleeping during the day.

they just thought you had seasonal depression or couldn’t adjust after the break.

truth was you’d wake up crying each night and couldn’t sleep afterwards. the feeling was overwhelming, leaving you sickeningly anxious.

for months.

Nate was throwing a party to your knowledge, but when you arrived with Fez and Ash it was only the same group you saw at school.

Maddy, Jules, Lexi, Cassie, Kat, Ethan, Nate, Rue, and Elliot.

“what’s going on?” you asked setting your purse down by Ash. Fez had came to our house banging on the door. he had looked at your appearance with a questioning eye before he told you to ride with him to a party he was selling at. little did you know, Jules had called him telling him about your episode earlier in the day at school.

Kat and Lexi had cornered you and asked you about what was wrong only for you to start crying. they had called Elliot over to calm you down, but the sight of him sent you running home in the rain.

“we want to know what’s wrong with you.” Cassie stated.

“you wanna know what’s wrong with me?” you repeated as you laughed. your frame was swallowed by the huge sweater, your sleeping shorts that had replaced your skirt from earlier were barely peaking out from under the top as the once white thigh highs appeared to be dirtied from your earlier running, your boots covered in the same dirt.

“maybe this wasn’t a good idea.” Ethan whispered to Kat.

“princess is fucking possessed.” Nate mumbled while you paced around his livingroom, everyone else sitting.

“this whole thing is a fucking lie!” you cried. the group being wide eyed at your outburst. “you guys are making me fucking crazy! stop acting like you can’t see everything around you! it doesn’t make it go away.” you said wiping tears.

“baby please tell me what’s-“ Elliot tried to ask as he came up to you.

“i’m not your fucking baby.” you said pushing him back. the gasps that let out around the room made your ears ring.

“don’t touch me with those hands i know you touched her with.” you said through the silence in the room. your eyes filled with fire and tears. Elliot’s heart was breaking at your expression. Rue’s stomach lurched and everyone else stared wide eyed.

“you like her.” you said cutting your eyes at Nate.

“You and Cassie fucked on New Years. you both were drunk, she was single for the first time in years, you thought she was hot, and now we’re here.” you finished with a clap of your hands together.

“you can’t fathom the thought of being alone.” you pointed to Cassie. “and now you have a secret thrilling and anxiety ridden situationship with your best friends ex who put her through hell.”

you watched her face fall before you turned, walking up to Nate. “you want happiness, but between that chemical imbalance and being stuck on your home life all you end up is manipulating and hurting the people you care about…but right now Cassie makes you happy…even if you have a fucked up way of showing it.” you laughed stepping back. “that and i really need you to work on your inner battle with being like your dad in more ways than you’d like to admit. you’re lashing out and ruining lives.” Nate’s face stayed in the same hard expression as you talked to him. Cassie’s tears were spilling into her lap.

“you like to fight Maddy.” you said turning to the girl who you spent countless of hours with while consoling Jules, even consoling her at times. her eyes were wide and filled with hurt. “stop fighting for Nate. you’re so much better without him. you cant win everything, everything isn’t meant for you.” she had a tight lipped smile before nodding her head.

“you’re right y/n.” she said turning to her best friend and ex. “i deserve more than i allow myself to have.” you softly smiled at her before stepping to your new target.

“Rue i’ve been increasingly getting tired of you.” you said turning yourself to her. she sat shaking on the couch between Jules and Fez.

“what the fuck you done did now?” Ashtray who has been silently listening the whole time asked looking past Fez and at Rue.

he thought he was going to a party.

not Jerry Springer.

“Jules has been crying in me and Maddy’s laps for weeks while you fucked my boyfriend and got high off of whatever the fuck you two scrambled to find.” you said getting straight to the point. Jules turned to Rue with watering eyes and they just stared at each other before Maddy pulled a sobbing Jules to her chest. Fez sat up from the couch and stared at the back of Rue’s head.

he knew she was going through it but not like this.

“that ain’t cool Rue. what the fuck is up with you?” he said to her. you knew Fez longer than anybody else here. yes he saw Rue as his sibling, but you? you both had a deeper connection. you were practically raised with Fez while your mom was working and Kitty watched over you.

“Rue what the hell bitch?!” Maddy yelled while stroking Jules’s hair.

“fuck that. Elliot I’m gone beat yo ass bruh.” Ashtray said from behind Fez. you let out a watery laugh at that. Ash always had been ready to fight over you, you were a mother figure in his life.

Rue’s face filled with anger and hurt as she faced back to you while you continued. “i get you don’t want help. i get it, but why don’t you leave? you constantly treat Gia and your own mother like fucking shit. what the fuck do you think your dad would say if he saw you right now? you were doing so good baby and i want you to know so many more people care about you and love you, life is just hard and you need to open your eyes.”

Rue’s eyes glazed over before she started crying into her palms.

she felt horrible.

your turned to the boy you thought you’d be with forever. his eyes red, spilling with tears, his arms clenched around himself.

“b-baby…” he whimpered. he knew he had lost you by the utterly crushed look on your face.

“Elliot you wanted a stable relationship so you could feel pure love for the first time, but you still wanted to be able to crumble in private. you saw Rue, someone who is so addicted that they are willing to hurt everyone who just wants better for her so she can feel good, and decided you wanted to be as carefree as her.”

“you both found somebody you could relate too and it spiraled from there.” you whispered as you wiped at your eyes. “perfect under different circumstances.”

“Fez, Cassie is the one who ratted you out to Cal. she was scared and thought she was doing the right thing for her new man.” Fez nodded at her. he had an idea she did after Lexi came into the gas station with a weird look on her face, but no words to explain why.

“Ashtray i’m sorry you had to grow up so quickly, same with you Fez.” you nodded at the two who took you in no matter what.

“Kat isn’t into you anymore Ethan. nothings wrong with you she’s just not there and i feel bad smiling in your face knowing how she feels.” you explained. his face fell, but he didn’t look too hurt.

“i had an idea, it’ll be alright…i’ll always be here.” he said gripping her arm. the two of them sharing a hug at his words.

“i love you and i’m so sorry baby.” Kat mumbled into his hair. you took your eyes off of the sad and sweet scene and decided to finish up.

“Lexi i’m sorry everyone around you never listens to you.” you said looking at the girl you were close in age with. you could see yourself in her right about this moment. constantly trying to tell people they need help and they never took you seriously.

finally you turned to the newest member of the group, Faye.

“and Faye…girl you need to get off that shit. it’s eating you away and i hate it.” you sighed. the girls naturally wide eyes zoned in at you as she frantically nodded.

“y-yeah your probably right.” she said swinging her bare legs from where she sat on the arm of the couch.

“and since i’m done keeping secrets i might as well tell you all mine.” you told them while going by Ash and grabbing your purse. you snatched your wallet out and took out the Polaroid picture of you and Elliot on New Years before slamming it into his chest, his body stepping back from the force.

you pulled out another photo from the same night. this time it was you smiling while everyone else was in the back partying. you placed this one in the table before backing up.

“we took this 63 days ago and for 63 nights i’ve cried due to overwhelming stress.” you told your audience. “for 63 days i’ve known about Nate and Cassie, 52 days i’ve known about you and Rue, and for 49 days i’ve known about Kat and Ethan. for two months and three days i’ve watched my entire life burn to the ground and let you all be oblivious to the fire licking at your feet and i am so very sorry.”

and at that you walked out of the door, Fez and Ash racing to catch up to you.

I would let Elliot from Euphoria curb stomp me

18 year old Harry Styles ready to play a show with One Direction at Madison Square Garden, December 2012

24 year old Harry Styles ready to play two sold out shows of his Debut Solo Album at Madison Square Garden, June 2018

why do i like being sad?

Torn Leaves, Broken Hearts (Tom Holland)

A/N: did anyone order some heartache? no? oh, well…anyways. i genuinely did think this idea would be a quick snap and go but…here it is 24 days later lol. i felt quite emotional writing this but i’m a bit unsure if it will be as heartbreaking for others as it was for me a.k.a if i successfully managed to translate the hurt i actually felt into words. lmao is it obvious i’m not too sure about this fic?? anyhow, i hope you guys still enjoy! ++ trying a slightly new format! is the small text difficult to read?? pls lemme know! <3

》 PAIRING: tom holland x female!reader 》 TROPE/GENRE: established relationship; fluff; angst 》 SUMMARY: most couples fight, you and Tom weren’t an exception. It started out as an argument, but when Tom lost control of his temper, he just took it a leap too far. 》 WARNINGS: starts very fluffy, loads of plants & planting, few sexual innuendos, soft!supportive!boyfriend!tom, heated make out (very brief), glimpse of carpenter!tom, argument/fight, angry!tom (not in a hot way), temper tantrum (not in a cute way), talks of golf, use of golf club (not in a good way) [i’m sorry in advance, i love golf!tom i promise], emotional/mental breakdown, heartbreaking angst (will vary per person aha), happy/emotional/resolved ending. 》 WORD COUNT: 18.3k+ (at least 5k she said ha what a lie)

✩ TOM HOLLAND MASTERLIST ✩ MAIN MASTERLIST ✩

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“Darling, I’m home!” Tom announced, placing his golf equipment down by the door to then toeing off his shoes. Treading deeper into the house in his sock-clad feet, his brows furrowed, wondering if you, yourself had arrived from work. “Love, you home?”

“Kitchen!”

Tom found you exactly where you said you were, but he was more surprised with the pop of various colors littered on the countertop. He took in the scent that greeted his nostrils, the whole kitchen smelling sweet, a bit citrusy, but all-around fruity.

“Whatcha doin, beautiful?” Tom murmured as he slotted himself behind you, arms snaking around your waist as he placed a tender kiss on your cheek.

You turned your head to look at him with an adorable pout, making Tom chuckle. Gladly obliging to your request, he leaned in for a kiss with a satisfied hum, heart softening, smile widening at the newfound flavor present on your lips.

You tasted like apples.

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Fez beating the shit of Nate is exactly what I needed

no but why haven't i seen a single eddie munson/patrick verona comparison yet???

like???? they literally have the same smile.

you give patrick longer hair and they're the same person.

also the obvious parallel between eddie saying "don't you big boy" and patrick saying "I'm sure you've thought about me naked"???

patrick doing his show singing and eddie walking on the cafeteria tables???

bad boys that are actually good guys???

istg i could go on forever.

i changed my mind this is funny lmfao

SEXIEST MAN ALIVE?! DAMN RIGHT HE IS

i love dominic

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