Norman Fantasies

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Hi. My name is Selena. I'm a huge Norman fan! I don't know what it is about this man that drives me crazy. I'm not that girl, I've never been that girl. I've always been the Brad Pitt, Paul Walker kind of fan but this man makes me insane. I love your writing! I can't say that I've ever read anything like it before. Keep em' commin' (that's just the southern girl in me)!

Thank you so much, darling! We're honored to have you. Xo

-A

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Mr. & Mrs. Norman Reedus

 IMAGINE:  You are standing in a room at a fancy hotel surrounded by a few of your closest girlfriends, your mother and future mother in-law. 

 You are standing in front of a floor length mirror staring at yourself. You are in your bathrobe , you just had your hair and make up done and you are just staring at yourself . In your head you hear ” Well today is the biggest day of my life, I still can’t believe I am going to be marrying the man of my dreams, the man who has stolen my heart, the man who unconditionally loves me for me”. You are brought out of the trance by your mom’s hands on your shoulders. “Y/N, are you okay? it’s time to put on your dress , let’s go into the changing room “. You don’t say a word , just nod in a yes motion and walk into the room . The girl’s are in the big room getting their hair, makeup and dresses on . They are laughing and having a great time taking pictures . But you are in a world of your own . Your mom takes you into the smaller bedroom to change into the dress and she closes the door you are brought back to reality . Your mom asks you if you are okay again, this time you respond. “I’m fine mom, i’m just nervous . I mean I have no doubt that I love Norman and I want to marry him, i’m just nervous”. Your mom walks over to you and brings you in for a tight hug,she tells you that she couldn’t be more proud of you . She tells you that she loves Norman and see’s how happy he makes you and it is a joy to see you two together. She tells you that it is finally time that you are happy and have found a wonderful man to spend the rest of your life with. You begin to tear up. Your mom passes you a tissue and you dab your tears away. You are grateful that the makeup lady used waterproof mascara on you . There’s a knock on the door and one of the girls hands you your cellphone. You answer and it’s Norman on the other end .” HEY BABE I MISS YOU . THIS WHOLE NOT SEEING YOU IN THE MORNING SUCKS AND I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU IN A HOUR. I LOVE YOU ." Your heart flutters as soon as you hear his cool, sweet , sexy voice. You tell Norman " I can’t wait to walk down the isle and see your face. I love you so much and miss you more than you know . See you in a few ." You hang the phone up and you feel better. You are still nervous but not as bad as before . Your mom helps you get into your dress and you are now standing in front of the floor length mirror all ready to get married to Norman Reedus. You stare at yourself again but this time you’re in full wedding attire. You see a floor length white dress (you giggle to yourself because you know that you shouldn’t be in white), it’s a sweetheart strapless fitted lace dress that hugs you so perfectly. You are wearing a small tiara and veil to make your mother happy, your hair is pinned up with some auburn strands hanging down in a sexy look. You are wearing the earrings and necklace that Norman has bought for you as a gift for today . They are so simple and perfect. You look at the shoes and shake your head. You HATE high heels and would rather be wearing your converse but you suck it up and slide them on . Standing there , looking at yourself you look stunning, you look like yourself just dolled up . You and your mom share a few special moments and then you both walk out to the others. Everyone stops what they are doing and just stare at you . The girls all tell you that you look beautiful and the photographer takes some pictures . Norman’s mom asks you if she could speak with you in private and you both walk into the bathroom . "Y/N, YOU LOOK AMAZING . I WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT I KNOW NORMAN LOVES YOU AND YOU HIM AND I NEED YOU TO KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU LIKE MY OWN, IF YOU EVER NEED ANYTHING JUST KNOW I AM HERE FOR YOU AND PLEASE DON’T THINK OF ME AS YOUR MOTHER-IN LAW BUT MORE AS YOUR MOM. OVER THE YEARS I’VE SEEN YOU TWO GROW, YOU’VE HAD UP’S AND DOWN’S AND I’VE SEEN HOW STRONG YOU ARE AND I KNOW MY BABY WILL BE IN GOOD HANDS . I’M PROUD TO CALL YOU MY DAUGHTER NOT JUST A DAUGHTER-INLAW ." You two hug tightly and you both come back to the others. You are feeling better . As you see everyone dressed and taking pictures , having fun you relax and start to really enjoy the day. Your mom hands you a glass of water because you wanted to be sober at least for your vows and for the first time in a months the stress has started to dissipate

Norman is standing by the mirror in the bathroom , he is nervous but doesn’t want you to know. He’s putting on the cufflinks you bought him as a wedding gift. They are little skulls. As he holds them in his hand he smiles a shy smile , a smile that melts your heart every time you see it . He looks at himself in the mirror and thinks to himself ” TODAY YOU ARE MARRYING THE WOMAN OF YOUR DREAMS, YOU ARE ONE LUCKY SON OF A BITCH.” He pulls his nerves back into check and walks out of the bathroom. His groomsmen are sitting on the couch and on the bed talking and joking. Sean walks up to Norman shakes his hand and fixes his tie and hands him a hanky . Norman looks at Sean with a confused look . “It’s to wipe the sweat from your face”. Norman nods and puts it in his inside pocket. Sean knows Norman is not happy in this monkey suit . “Dude, Norm you’ll be a married man shortly and I am so happy that you have finally found a woman who can deal with all your craziness and still want to hang around us . Y/N is a keeper”. Sean can see that Norman is nervous , he puts his arm on Norman’s shoulder and Norman knows what Sean wants to say but doesn’t have to . Sean asks if he wants a drink to calm his nerves and Norman tells him just water for now.The guys are all hanging out, telling dirty jokes and stories, trying to keep Norman laughing .There is a knock at the door and it’s the photographer. Sean let’s her in to take some pictures . Norman asks her how you are . She says ” Y/N is doing as well as any bride can be she is a bit on edge and just wanting to get it over with so she can see you . But she’s holding up pretty well , she looks gorgeous “. Norman smiles  but his nerves are still there. He pulls it together by pretending that it’s just a photo shoot for a magazine. After the photographer leaves the guys get themselves together with last minute things and head down to the ceremony area. Norman and Sean are the last to leave. Sean is pinning on Norman’s boutonniere and starts to straighten his tie once again . 

The wedding planner knocks on the door and gets all the girls ready and brings them down to the ceremony area .The guys are all lined up at the alter and the music starts to play . Your heart starts to beat really fast and you start to shake a little . The doors open and the girls start to walk slowly down the isle to the music. You feel like you wanna puke . The ceremony area is filled with flowers. You love Peonies and Sunflowers, the isle has a runner the most beautiful and lightest green color with your name and Norman’s monogramed in the middle. The chairs are draped in a white cover with a light green tied bow on each. A mix of flowers (Peonies and Sunflowers) lead a way to the alter from each side of the runner. You see the room is packed with friend’s and family and it doesn’t help your nerves. You hear the music swell and change to “Hear Comes The Bride” and you know it’s your turn . Your mom takes your arm, looks at you  and tells you that everything is going to be fine . Just to look down the isle, find Norman and not take your eyes off of him. You kiss her on her cheek and you start to walk. You feel as if you are floating. It all feels like a dream. You look around and see everyone smiling and taking pictures. You are so nervous but keep telling yourself in your head to smile. You find Norman and suddenly you feel a calm come over you . He is surrounded by the men who mean the world to him. He has Mingus on one side, Sean is right behind them .You know you are walking toward a man who will protect you, love you and have your back no matter what. You say a little prayer to yourself asking for the strength to not trip in the heels. You would rather be wearing your sneakers.  Norman sees you and his eyes light up . He hasn’t seen you in two days and this is the first time he has seen you in your dress. Tears start to come to his eyes and he wipes them away. His face is lit up now with a huge smile and he calms .You finally get to the end and your mother gives you away to Norman . You both hold each other’s hands and stare into each other’s eyes. “BABE YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL”. Norman whispers and you blush. You tell him he looks stunning . The priest goes about his business with the ceremony , joking and poking fun at you both, telling the story of how you both met and how it was fate that brought you two together that day. He is making the ceremony pretty funny and now comes the vows. You both have opted to write your own. Norman goes first . Y/N I DON’T WANT TO SOUND CLICHE BUT I KNEW I WANTED TO MARRY YOU FROM THE BEGINNING.  YOU CAN DEAL WITH MY CRAZY LIFE AND HOLD STRONG BY MY SIDE, YOU DEAL WITH MY CHILDISH BEHAVIOR AND ROLL WITH IT, YOU ARE MY ROCK, MY LOVE, MY LIFE . I LOVE YOU WITH EVERY PART OF MY SOUL . I WILL PROTECT YOU , LOVE YOU , CHERISH YOU AND DRIVE YOU CRAZY BUT MAINLY I PROMISE TO MAKE YOU HAPPY UNTIL I AM NOT BREATHING. I LOVE YOU . You have tears in your eyes and the priest hand you a tissue. It’s your turn for vows.  “NORMAN, WE’VE BEEN THROUGH ALOT IN THE FEW YEARS WE’VE KNOWN ONE ANOTHER. I AM TRULY LUCKY TO HAVE BEEN ABLE TO GET TO KNOW YOU FOR YOU . I NEVER KNEW WHAT PURE TRUE HAPPINESS WAS UNTIL I MET YOU . I HAVE LOVED YOU SINCE WE LOCKED EYES IN THAT BAR . BEING WITH YOU HAS MADE ME NOT ONLY THE LUCKIEST WOMAN IN THE WORLD BUT THE HAPPIEST. I PROMISE TO LOVE , CHERISH, MAKE YOU COFFEE AND STAND BY YOUR SIDE NO MATTER WHERE LIFE OR WORK TAKES US . I LOVE YOU WITHOUT A SHADOW OF A DOUBT IN ALL OUR INSANITY AND I PROMISE I WILL LOVE AND STAND BY YOUR SIDE UNTIL I’M DEAD AND GONE “.  You hear some awes from the crowd. The priest walks you both through the ring exchange but you both laugh because the rings will not fit on either of your fingers due to swelling . So they have become pinky rings for you and Norman . The priest tells you two to seal your vows with a kiss and Norman is more than happy to lift up that small veil and lay one hell of a kiss filled with so much passion and love on your lips that you don’t want it to end. Hoots and hollers and even some cat calls are coming from the crowd as the kiss lasts. Breaking for a breath you both look at each other and giggle . “HERE IS THE NEW MR & MRS NORMAN REEDUS”. You both kiss each other on the cheek and walk arm in arm down the isle ready to go and party.  You both exit the ceremony room and get on the elevator to go to the suite while everyone else goes to cocktail hour .  

Norman pulls you into him . You look up at your husband with such love in your eyes, he takes your face in his hands and brings his lips so close to yours. He whispers "MY WIFE, MY BRIDE  MY LOVE". And he so sweetly and softly lays the most perfect kiss on your lips. He gently bites your bottom lip and you open your mouth just ever so slightly so his tongue can invade and claim what is his. Before you know it - as things start to get a little hot and heavy the elevator door dings, the door opens and you both pull yourselves together. Giggling like two little kids and holding each others hands you walk to the end of the hallway and find your room. You let out a little scream as Norman swoops you up in his strong arms and opens the door . "FINALLY ALONE" says Norman as he holds you in his arms and walks into the giant suit. You both are in the middle of the room and he still holds you and it seems as if he isn’t planning on putting you down . ” Norman Reedus I think the floor is not made of hot lava , you can put me down now”. He pretends not to hear you. ” NORMAN REEDUS PUT. ME. DOWN!” He looks at you and laughs and gently puts you down on the couch . You look at him and shake your head in amusement. “I know you are a strong man and my most favorite place in the world is in your arms but I think my legs work well enough to walk now”. He smiles and leans over and plants a kiss on your lips. The room is filled with food, alcohol and tons of flowers and gifts. Norman undoes his tie and top two bottoms of his shirt and you kick off those awful high heels . You both sit cuddled up on the couch enjoying the piece and quiet , enjoying just being with each other . You look up at Norman “I’m starving”. You walk over to the counter and see a fruit platter , a cheese and cracker platter and some champagne. You pour two glasses and Norman walks over . “To us, to a lifetime of love, happiness and health”. You clink glasses and sip then you both start to devour the fruit, cheese and cracker platter. You both realize that starving was an understatement . You both haven’t really eaten anything in the past 24 hours due to nerves . There is a knock at the door and you roll your eyes. Norman smiles and says “GUESS OUR ALONE TIME IS GETTING CUT SHORT”. He answers the door and you plop onto the couch . The photographer walks in along with the wedding planner and you are asked to take some pictures . “I’m not putting on those damn shoes and I don’t want Norman to tie his tie, I want these pictures to be the true us”. The photographer insists that you both get ready properly but loses that battle . She gets some really great shots of you two in real moments, moments of relaxation, moments of pure love and adoring looks. Nothing staged just real moments. Soon after the wedding planner tells you that it’s time for you both to join in the party and be downstairs in 10 minutes. They leave. “WELL MRS. REEDUS ARE YOU READY TO FACE OUR LOVING FRIEND’S AND FAMILY?” You look up at him with love in your eyes “I’m ready to go anywhere as long as my husband is by my side”. He brings you into his arms so your melted into his chest , he kisses the top of your head and helps you put your heels back on . You button his shirt and fix his tie , you take his hand and kiss his wedding ring. “This looks really good on you”. Norman blushes "I AM TRULLY THE LUCKIEST MAN IN THIS WORLD". You both head back downstairs to the party.

The DJ announces your entrance and even before the doors open you can hear clapping and cheers. You two really have some of the best family and friend’s. The doors swing open and Norman scoops you up into his arms taking you by surprise. He walks in with you in his strong arms and gently puts you down in the center of the floor as the music to your first dance begins. Everyone is standing and taking pictures , it is absolutely quiet . The only sound you can hear is the music and camera flashes. Norman is holding you so tightly as if you could be one person. Looking at each other you both kiss and say I love you . You lay your head on his chest listening to his heart beat and finish the dance. You both walk over to your little table and you take the shoes off . Norman looks at you and laughs and he undoes his tie and the two top buttons. "TIME TO PARTY " says Norman . This is the first time you both have seen the reception room fully done. The tables are lined with white linen, chairs are the same as the ceremony. The center pieces are in a tall vase filled with Peonies, little crystals and a small light on the bottom  . The lighting is what really makes the place so beautiful. He takes your hand in his ,kisses it and you two make your rounds to great guests. Norman is on cloud nine showing his ring off to his buddies ,Sean hands you both a small glass of whiskey and you smile. You know what he means to say without saying it. You both make your rounds and greet everyone, laughing, drinking , taking pictures , just having a great time. Someone grabs your hand and drags you onto the dance floor and when you turn and see who it is you smile. Andrew the man who said he can’t dance is dragging you onto the dance floor . He starts to do some funny and weird dance moves to show he can’t dance and it makes you laugh. You go with it and just have fun. You see Norman along with others taking pictures of this funny moment. Afterwards you give Andy a hug and kiss on the cheek. Everyone is on the dance floor now having a blast. This is what you and Norman really wanted. A kick ass party filled with people who you hold dear to you both . A room filled with love and laughs and you got exactly what you wanted. By the time dinner is ready you both are sweaty and ready to sit . The food is outstanding and you were so happy that you had Norman pick the menu. 

(clink, clink, clink) Sean is trying to get everyone’s attention . ” While we all have a moment of downtime I would like to make a speech about my best friend. Please raise your glasses .For those who don’t know me I am Sean . I’ve known Norman for a pretty long time . When he told me that he had met a woman who he actually thought could be the one I was shocked. After a month He had actually gotten Y/N to go with him to one of our conventions and that’s when I met her for the first time. I quickly found out how charming, sweet, kind hearted and cool she was. To see these two together you just knew something was special between them . I have never seen a girl get Norman to giggle like a little kid and it was actually cool . Y/N you are a very special woman and I see that you make Norman absolutely happy and that makes me happy. I may not be blood but Norman is as close to me as a brother can be and I am glad I finally have a sister . I am so happy you two have finally found each other , it may have taken a while but destiny has worked out . May your years together be filled with mass amounts of love, happiness, luck , wealth, health and heres to wishing you two crazy kids grow old together . I love you both and couldn’t be more happy or proud that you both have included me in your special day , cheers.”  Everyone raises a glass and toasts. The sincerity in Sean’s voice brought a tear to your eyes and you take Norman’s face in your hand and kiss him gently on his lips . Your girlfriend walks up to the table and starts her speech. “ Hi Everyone! I guess it’s my turn . Y/N and I have known each other since we were in elementary school. Y/N called me on a Sunday like she usually did and we skyped while watching Walking Dead. The conversation was a little different because she told me she had found this amazing guy . Let me also put in there that she had a crush on the character Daryl “. Everyone giggles. ” So she starts to tell me about this amazing, sexy , funny , gorgeous , talented guy with dark wild hair, clear blue eyes and a heart stopping smile . I laughed at her and said what you found Daryl Dixon and she told me yes. That stopped me in my tracks . I thought she was joking . We didn’t watch the show that night but talked for hours. I haven’t heard Y/N talk like this in ages and you could just tell she was smitten. I knew something was special with this guy . A few weeks later I got a Skype call from Y/N and it started normally but she was out of town and in a hotel room . I could hear a guys voice in the background and I hounded her to show me who it was . She was hesitant but the male voice heard me asking and that’s when I saw Norman’s big head on the screen. I screamed shut up. No joke I actually screamed. That was the first time Norman and I met and boy did I give him an earful. He very politely answered every question I threw at him and then we started laughing . At that time even then I knew he loved Y/N. The look in his eyes when he was talking about her and him was beautiful. Then we actually met in person at dinner and I got to see the two of them together and it was so special. Y/N deserves to be happy , more than happy more like treated like a queen and Norman does that. You two are like when you see old couples together , still married in their 90’s and happy and you hear people say that they wish that could be them. Well I see you two in the future like that and I am so happy that you’ve found each other . I still can’t believe that Norman Reedus has married my best friend, my sister from another mister but I am truly happy to call you my family now . No matter what life throws at you two I know you will survive through all of it . Y/N , you have found your prince charming and I am so happy . I love you guys. May you live, laugh and love deeply and strongly and never go to bed angry “.  Glasses are raised and the music starts to get louder, Mingus drags you onto the dance floor and you see Norman and his camera taking tons of pictures. The night is going by so fast and it really is the best party of your life. You dance with almost everyone and especially Norman. Your favorite part of the night was slow dancing with Norman, his strong arms holding you to him, the look in his eyes makes your heart melt . The night is coming to an end and it’s time to cut the cake . You very sweetly feed Norman a piece , kissing his lips after he bites then before you know it your face is covered in frosting . The look on your face is one of shock and amusement. Your face is covered form nose to chin and it’s in your hair. You pick up a chunk of cake and chase after Norman until you tackle him and get your sweet revenge. Everyone is laughing, clapping and just having a great time . The night flies by and before you know it you and Norman are saying your goodbyes to friend’s and family . "WELL MY LOVE , MY WIFE, IT’S TIME TO GO . THIS HAS BEEN A PERFECT DAY ". Norman kisses you and takes your hand leading you to the elevator . You are in his embrace, your back to his chest , his strong arms holding you to him and you feel so calm, peaceful . You look up at him with the most love in your eyes, your heart swells and you take his face in your hands and you kiss for what feels like an eternity .

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Who Knew My Cat Could be so Sexy?

"Ooh what pretty eyes!" the stylist gushed when Norman pulled you from your carrier.

You blinked at her before closing your eyes as Norman petted you around your neck, making you arch your back. Norman had been asked to do a photo shoot with you for some popular magazine and he had coaxed you into your carrier for a 6:30 AM shoot. You had been a bit disgruntled about being woken up so early but it was hard to hate him when he scratched you behind your ears and spoke softly about how sweet you were.

"We have a groomer for Eye over here," the stylist announced as she pointed down the hallway. "Want her to look as good as you, right?"

Norman nodded and carried you down to the third door on the left. He hoisted you up, chuckling about how he should cut back on sneaking you some of the extra bacon bits from breakfast. You placed a paw on his neck at that and narrowed your eyes at him, which made him laugh.

"Just teasing you Eye," he said to you. "I love you, you big fluffball."

You rubbed your head against his cheek and purred. The sound of someone clearing their throat made you pull away from your owner and look ahead to see a woman with short red hair opening the door in front of you.

"Hello Mr. Reedus," the woman said. "I’m Tibi and I’ll be styling Eye for the shoot. Is there anything I need to know about her?"

"She’s pretty mellow," Norman said as he carried you in. "Can I stay and–"

"Norman! You’re needed right now!" the other stylist called out. "We need to start shooting in 15 minutes!"

"Okay then," Norman replied. He set you down on the counter where there was a cat-sized bed in front of the mirror. "Don’t give her too much hell Eye, okay?" He gave you one last scratch behind your ears before running off to get ready for the shoot.

Tibi searched through her apron for a comb and approached you, holding a hand out for you to sniff before touching you. You sniffed her hand, which smelled like cinnamon, ginger, and something else and sat up straighter.

"I’m going to comb out any tangles you might have," Tibi said as she showed you the comb. She gave you a pet on the head and you closed your eyes, meowing in appreciation. She gently ran the comb through your fur and you watched her in the mirror.

"You’re a very lucky girl, aren’t you?" Tibi asked as she combed your back. "He’s rugged, mysterious…"

You rubbed your eye with a paw and turned to look at her over your shoulder. You knew where this was going – like many girls before her, they would see Norman and start musing about him, talking about how he was handsome, dark, and how they’d love to get into his bed. Ever since he started acting on The Walking Dead, it only seemed happen more frequently. You had met a few of the women who had managed to seduce him for a night and had chosen to hide out of sight whenever they took it to his bedroom. But being a cat, it was never easy to block out the sounds of lovemaking which ranged from quiet gasps to the more vocal types who would scream profanities or beg Norman to fuck them senseless.

It may have seemed selfish to be jealous of these women, but to you, Norman was yours and you knew him very well. After all, he raised you from your punk years of kittenhood, despite the fact that you were clawing, hissing, and scratching your way into your new life with him. He could have just sent you back to the shelter but something made him want to be patient with you, and eventually, you realized that you didn’t want to be with anyone else other than him and Mingus. He knew where you liked to be petted, he knew that you liked getting table scraps if they weren’t diet foods, and he treated you like you were the most important cat in the world. Hell, you even had a Twitter page and countless selfie pictures on his Instagram to prove how much this guy loved and cared about you. Way more than those other bitches who weaseled their way into his bed from time to time.

"…and of course, he’s yours," Tibi finished as she put the comb down.

Damn straight he is, you thought. You yawned and stretched, shaking your head as you stretched your front paws out. Meanwhile, Tibi was digging around in her drawers and pulled out a bottle.

"A little shine serum to make your fur glow," Tibi said as she emptied some of it onto her hands. She ran her fingers through your coat and you purred as she massaged it into your fur.

"But you wish that he was with you, don’t you?" Tibi asked.

You opened your eyes and stared quizzically at Tibi in the mirror. What was she getting at?

She met your gaze in the mirror and leaned down to talk into your ear. You noticed that her eyes were a vibrant shade of light green and it made you shiver a little. Something was off about her.

"You probably wish that he was kissing you, touching you, and making you scream like those other women, right pretty Eye?" Tibi asked.

You blinked and tensed up a little when she scratched you behind your ears. Calm down, you told yourself. She’s crazy – she knows that you can’t talk back and besides, she’s probably just another weirdo who thinks that its fun to talk to cats.

"Especially since you’re the only one who knows him better than everyone else," Tibi continued as she rubbed the last of the shine serum into your fur.

"Hey Tibs, Norman’s ready," the stylist announced as she stuck her head in. "Is she ready?"

"Yes I’m done," Tibi replied as she went to the sink to wash her hands. "She can go to the set now."

The stylist scratched the back of your ears before carefully picking you up to take you to the set. Tibi shot you a smile as the stylist carried you away, her green eyes glittering brightly at you.

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The shoot took a few hours and right after it ended, you were placed back into your carrier and it was onto a plane to shoot another episode of The Walking Dead. Norman kept telling you how good you were and that he was going to give you something special for dinner for being such a good model today. Once the plane landed, he snapped a few pictures with you for Twitter and signed a few autographs for the flight attendants before collecting his bags and your carrier. A driver picked both of you up and drove you to the apartment that Norman stayed at while shooting the show. Norman let you out of your carrier and kissed on on the cheek before saying that he’d be back soon.

You sighed and stretched before heading over to your bed to get some sleep after the long day. Everyone had loved you at the shoot and kept saying how sweet you were, which made you very happy. You had forgotten all about Tibi and the weird exchange, eventually dismissing it as her being crazy – she probably talked like that to all of the cats and animals that came through for the photo shoots. You clawed your bed, trying to get comfortable, before settling in and curling up in a ball.

The feeling of the cold hard floor against your back woke you up. You groaned and rubbed a hand across your face. Wait hand?

Your eyes flew open to see a hand with long fingers in front of your face, connected to an arm devoid of black fur. You scrambled to sit up, seeing that you were dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans, black boots, and a form-fitting black corset top, with two soft, fleshy mountains pushing up around the top. Your tail was gone but you felt something riding up your backside under your jeans, which turned out to be a silky thong. Strands of long hair fell in front of your face as you studied yourself.

"What do you think?" a familiar voice asked.

You turned your head to see it was Tibi standing behind you, her arms crossed over her chest, and a satisfied smile on her face.

"What the hell did you do to me?" you growled before you clapping your hands over your mouth, shocked to hear your voice.

"Well isn’t it obvious Miss Eye? You’re a human now," Tibi said with a smirk. "I read your mind and saw that you desperately wished that Norman would stop chasing those other women when he should be with you. So now you can have your fun with him."

"But I, I, I," you stammered. "I never thought this would happen! Look witch, I don’t know why you picked me to do this, but I can’t greet Norman like this when he comes back! He’s gonna freak out and think I’m crazy!"

Tibi pulled you to your feet and you blinked as you stood up, letting the sensation of standing on two legs sink in. “Oh please,” she laughed. “You’re not the only one who has thought about this before. Even your precious owner has had a few dreams about you becoming human as well.”

"What?" you demanded as you stood up tall. "That’s crazy."

"Oh is it?" Tibi replied. "Then I dare you to greet him tonight when he comes back from shooting and see what happens. If he panics like you say, I’ll change you back and modify his memory so it never happened. But if you end up getting lucky tonight, then I might just keep you this way."

You swallowed hard and pressed a hand to your face. It didn’t seem possible that your owner, as wonderful and caring as he was, could ever see you more than just his fat fluffball cat that he rescued for his son. But you would be lying if you didn’t say that you wanted to know what it was like for those women he brought home.

"Fine," you said. "But you can’t be here when he shows up."

"Already ahead of you dear," Tibi said before disappearing in a twinkle of magic.

You took a deep breath and forced yourself to try to walk over to the bathroom mirror to see yourself. You gripped the counter and blinked as you stared at your reflection, seeing a young woman with bright gold eyes, long dark hair, and curves in the bust and hip areas looking back. You were fairly tall but not as tall as some of the supermodel types that he brought back, maybe around 5’5” or 5’6”.

You ran a hand through your hair and ran your fingers over the tag hanging off your collar with your name and contact information, should you get lost. You turned on the faucet and took a sip of water from the tap, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. Then you heard the keys turn in the door and you took a deep breath before heading out to the living room area to meet Norman, hoping that he wouldn’t freak out.

"Eye! Hey I’m back!" Norman called out as he put his keys on the counter in the kitchen. "Where are you?"

You swallowed hard and walked toward him, his back turned to you as he was hanging his jacket over the back of a chair. “Right here,” you said softly as you placed a hand on his shoulder.

Norman spun around and did a double take when he saw you, his mouth hanging open.

"What the hell?" Norman yelled. "Who are you and where’s my cat?"

"I’m serious Norman, it’s really me!" you said. "Look, who else do you know that nearly scratched your face off when I was a kitten? Or used to be able to sit on your shoulder? Or hey, gave you the stink eye this morning when you said that you might cut back on sharing your bacon with me?"

Norman stepped closer to you and looked at your collar before tipping your chin up to look into your eyes. “Damn,” he murmured. “It is you – but how did this, you know, all happen?”

"I’m still trying to figure that out myself," you admitted as you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. "I just went to sleep after you left and woke up like this."

"Well who knew that my own cat could look quite sexy like this?" he said with a smirk as he gestured to your outfit. "So uh, you hungry?"

"Yes, starving," you admitted as you heard your stomach growl. "But what are we going to do?"

"We could just order a pizza," he said with a shrug. "Probably easiest thing to do. That okay?"

"Sure," you said with a smile.

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"Hey!" Norman protested when you reached for the same slice. "This one has my name on it!"

"Oh please!" you snorted with narrowed eyes. "I saw it first!"

"C’mon Eye," he begged with a pleading look. "My body’s sore from all of the running around I had to do today with a freakin’ crossbow on my back, plus I had walker guts on my clothes for hours. Please?"

You huffed and moved your hand away from the slice. “Fine. But I’m only letting it go because I love you.”

Norman winked before taking a bite of the slice and sighing contentedly. “Thanks Eye.”

"Oh you’re welcome," you said, pretending to look unhappy. You rubbed your back and muttered that this top was starting to annoy you. It wasn’t squeezing you so tight that you couldn’t breathe but you did want to take it off since it was kind of stiff with the boning in it.

Norman put the slice down and wiped his mouth with a napkin. He smirked as he walked over to you and played with the zipper pull in front of your top.

"Then take it off," he said.

"What?" you asked as you felt your face get warm.

"You heard me Eye," he said as he locked his blue eyes on your golden ones. "I think I said something about giving you something special for dinner because you were such a good model today, right?"

"Yes, you did," you said with a twinkle in your eyes. "Really? You wanna?"

"Hell yeah," he said as he tugged the zipper down a little, revealing your cleavage. "Only if you want to though."

"Well yeah, I do," you said as you wrapped your hand around his. "So uh, you wanna help me out of this thing? Cause see cats don’t normally deal with, all of this."

Norman chuckled as he unzipped your top and slid it off your body. He drank in the sight of you topless and grasped your breasts in his hands. You gasped before his lips pressed against yours, his tongue finding its way into your mouth. You moaned as he squeezed your breasts and rubbed the nipples until they became hard. You felt something stir in your stomach then travel lower to between your legs. 

Norman moved one hand lower and unzipped your jeans, slipping his hand into your thong. His calloused fingers reached between your legs and pinched a hard nub above your entrance. You gasped as he rubbed the nub roughly and you felt yourself getting wet.

"Norm," you choked. "Bed please."

"Aww is my little fluffball getting all worked up?" Norman teased before picking you up and carrying you to the bedroom. He put you down on the bed and helped you out of your boots, jeans, and thong, casting them to the floor without a second glance.

"Holy shit Eye," he breathed. "You make one damn sexy human that’s for sure."

"So uh, I guess I pass inspection?" you asked as you met his eyes with a shy smile.

"Oh Eye baby, I loved you as a cat but I think I love you even more like this," Norman said as he spread your legs apart. Before you could reply, he dove between your legs, his tongue pressing into your slit.

"OH!" you gasped. "Ahhhhhahah please, ooohh yes that feels…"

"Oh Eye we’re only getting started," Norman murmured before sucking on the hard nub above your entrance. You dug your fingers into his hair and whimpered as he sucked roughly and mercilessly on the nub.

"Oooohh ooohhh I, ooohh," you moaned as you felt pressure build between your legs.

"Let go," he growled.

You gasped for air as you hit your orgasm and held on tightly to Norman’s hair as you came down from it.

Norman moved away from your legs and smirked as he started undressing himself. “I think we’re ready.”

You ran a hand through your hair, your face flushed and you watched Norman undo his belt and step out of his jeans and boxers. It had been normal to watch him dress and undress over the years but tonight, you felt titillated watching him undress with a wild look in his eyes. He slipped on a condom and positioned himself at your entrance.

"Let me know if we need to stop," he said as he hovered over you.

You nodded and felt him press against your entrance as he kissed you, his lips sucking your bottom lip. You focused on the kiss and soon felt his hard member inside of you.

"You’re so tight Eye," he groaned. "You okay?"

"Yes I think so," you said. You took a deep breath and told him he could move.

Norman started slow with gentle thrusts and you grinded back roughly with one thrust, which encouraged him to pick up the pace.

"Norm," you panted as he thrust roughly into you. "I’m, I’m–"

"Cum for me Eye," he hissed as he thrust two more times into you before you hit your second orgasm of the night, this one more powerful than the first.

The vibrations from your walls made Norman groan and he pulled out of you. You gasped for air and closed your eyes for a few moments before Norman wrapped his arms around your waist and flipped you over on your belly.

"One more?" Norman panted. "Please?"

You glanced over your shoulder and smirked when you realized why he flipped you over. “You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you?” you teased as you propped yourself up on your knees, your legs spread apart, showing off your wet entrance.

Norman wasted no time before plunging into you, making you hiss at the sudden action. He thrust wildly, balls hitting your sensitive nub and you let out a cry. “You. Have. No. Fucking. Idea.” Norman growled as he thrust roughly, his hands holding your hips tightly.

He thrust into you a few more times before finding his release and you hit your third orgasm, this one making you collapse on your belly, completely worn and spent.

You pried an eye open as Norman pulled his sheets over the both of you and he stroked your cheek. “So…how was it?”

"Amazing," you whispered. "So uh, did you want me to stay like this?"

Norman’s hand moved from your cheek to your head and he stroked the top of it, making you sigh and curl closer to him. “Only if you want to,” he said. “Either way, I love you whether you’re my fat fluffball cat or the sexy human that fights over pizza slices with me.”

"I did like eating pizza more than that canned mush you were giving me," you said with a sly grin.

"Well there’s plenty of good bites that are out there that aren’t canned mush," he said. "I’d be happy to share those with you."

"Sounds good to me."

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Where did yall go? Its been months!!!

I am just one of a few members, but I apologize for the lack of stories. It seems as if everyone has moved on or forgotten about this account. :/

-A

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This blog turns 1 year old today!

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Happily Ever After

IMAGINE: you are having a big fight with your boyfriend. The type that ends relationships. You need to get out of the house and you call your girlfriend who lives in NYC to see if you can hang out to clear your head.

The train ride from eastern Long Island to Penn station seemed to take forever. You have started to calm down a bit (at least the tears have stopped) and you head outside to grab a cab to SoHo. Your girlfriend and a few of your friend's were waiting for you on the steps of her apartment. You pay the cabby, get out and immediately run into your friend's arms. Tears start running down your face again and this time its that heavy unsexy heart wrenching cry . You all go inside to drop your bag off and get the details . You feel as if your heart was ripped from your chest but your girlfriend's are here to comfort you and they do . You just wanting to stay in and talk and watch movies having a girl's night, but it turned into being dragged out by your friends like you had any say in it . They gave you enough time to go to the bathroom, wash your face , change into something comfortable and you all headed out.

After walking for a while you are dragged into a Karaoke Bar. You all walk in and grab a little booth by the window in the corner of the bar. The waitress takes your drink orders and gives you a little print out of the songs they have in the system . You pass the paper aside because you weren't going to sing but are soon pressured into doing it . What you fail to realize is you actually have a great voice . You've done a few Broadway shows as main characters but you chalked it up to just dumb luck to get the parts.Your friend Bree says "Would you just go up there and sing your heart out , who cares who is listening , singing usually makes you feel better and YOU need that right now." The waitress comes back with the drinks and you down your beer telling her to keep them coming . Knowing Bree is right you feel your best when singing, you very shyly climb onto the stage program the background music to what you want and away you go .

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Walking outside with a buddy is Norman Reedus . He had a night off and decided to go out and have a drink with his guy friend . His friend decided to take him to this Karaoke Bar to watch all the drunken idiots singing and possibly cheer him up . Norman seemed to be in the dumps lately .They walk in and go to the bar order a few beers and turn to the stage . Norman      doesn't look up from the bar but listens to the person on the mic singing a powerful and heart wrenching "I Dreamed A Dream". He says " She is pretty fuckin good " and just drinks his beer. HIs buddy looks over and is impressed by the girl and says "she's pretty cute dude". Norman looks up and as he locks onto your eyes he has a sense of calm. He tells his friend to go over with a few drinks for you and your lady friend's. Even though Norman is a tv/movie star he is self conscience and kind of shy.

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You finish your song and the little bar erupts into applause. You Blush and go back to the booth your friend's are at . They are all drinking, talking and having a good time . You sit down and drink another Guinness. As you start to feel a little better and actually laugh for the first time in a long time a guy walk up to your table, grabs a chair and pulls it up . "Hello beautiful ladies". Bree rolls her eyes and so do you . He then says " my friend Norm and I wanted to share a round of drinks with you if that would be ok ? You see my friend was impressed with you " Looking at Y/N . "what's your name beautiful"? You say Y/N. He then starts with some cheesy banter between you all and asks you some questions . You excuse yourself for some air and head outside for a bit . Then he excuses himself after getting Bree's number and heads over to Norman. 

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"Dude,  She just broke up with her boyfriend , her name is Y/N , 34 years old, 15 year old kid , lives on eastern Long Island and works full time and does some stage acting periodically. She is so laid back man. She has the biggest brown eyes you have ever seen . You NEED to talk to her . I think you two would totally hit it off, she went outside for some air ". Just as he says to Norman you went outside you come back in and sit back down . Norman catches you coming in and sees that you look sad .  You still have no idea as to what this "NORM" looks like . You go back onstage to sing another song and when you grab the mic the entire bar gets quiet as to appreciate your talent. After the song is over applause roars through the bar and you see the table that was filled with your friend's has now only Bree and the guy from before. Bree knows now who"Norm" is and is flirting with her new guy friend. You tell Bree that you're tired and will be taking a cab back to her apartment she should stay since she's having a good time and you'll see her tomorrow morning. The three of you stand, hug and you head outside to go call a cab from your cellphone. As you head outside Norm's friend texts him telling him whats going on . Norman follows outside not before he texts his friend back "LATER & THANKS". As Bree watched Norman follow after you she says in her new friend's ear "There goes Y/N's Happily Ever After " and smiles.

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You are standing next to the wall getting ready to call a cab when Norman walks up to you and stands next to you . You look up and see his blue eyes, long hair under a hat,his nervous smile and he's pretty cute too. After a brief weird silence Norman finally speaks. " You're Y/N right? You have an amazing voice." You say thank you and he looks into your big brown eyes and relaxes. "MY name is Norman , and I am sorry if this sounds creepy but when I saw you up on that stage singing I felt like i needed to talk to you ." You tell him it's not creepy and ask if he would like to go get some coffee or something. You text Bree that your going out with this Norman guy and Norman giggles. You two walk a few blocks to a diner while talking about life and work.

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You two sit in a small booth. Talking Like you've known each other forever. Both of you have not broke your gaze from each other's eyes since you sat down. Y/N says " I feel like i've known you forever, its crazy how right this feels . I never thought I could feel like this. I hope it doesn't creep you out . I have a way of screwing things up ." He laughs and tells you the same thing. Norman tells you about his crazy working schedule and his appearance schedule but he really wants this to work out . He tells you that you deserve so much better than what you had and he's never felt like this with anyone ever. Before you know it three hours have passed with just the two of you talking, laughing and having a good time . Norman pays the bill because he insisted and you guys head outside to say  your goodbyes. You get a text from Bree saying that she is home and has a "friend" staying the night . You giggle and Norman asks what it is . You tell him and he laughs . He then asks you to come home with him because it's probably going to be weird at Bree's place. He insists nothing will happen at his place and you can have his bed and he'll take the couch . You take a minute to think and find no harm in staying one night. You look deep into Norman's eyes and say yes. He grabs you by the waist pulling you in close , taking your face with his other hand and sweetly and deeply kisses you with such passion and intensity. When you break away you both are winded . Norman wraps his arm around your waste and brings you close to him , you slip your hand around his waist and into his back pocket and walk to his apartment a few blocks from the diner.

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Norman guides you to the elevator, he pushes the code to his penthouse home. It only takes a few minutes but as the elevator ascends you two lock your gaze , he grabs your face with both hands and kisses you passionately . It feels as if time stands still .You take your hand and hold the back of his head wiggling your fingers in his hair from under his hat. He runs his tongue on the bottom of your lip and you open your mouth to let his tongue in . Both tongues fighting for dominance and not letting up. He takes his hand and brushes it against your side gently brushing from cheek to shoulder down to your ribs and finally to your waist. Bringing you in closer holding you tight enough you could become one person . The elevator doors open and he hesitates to stop kissing you . You take his hand and he guides you into his home. Norman walks to his kitchen and asks if you want anything to drink . You say no and he pours himself some water. You sit on the couch looking down at his coffee table . You see a book and look through it . It is a photo book . Norman sits next to you on the couch and you cuddle up close to him. You ask about the book and he tells you about it, going from one picture to the next. Giving you detailed descriptions of every picture. You are impressed with his work . You knew about his tv and movie work but you didn't know that he was into painting and photography. He looks you in the eyes and says " I have never met someone who I feel so relaxed with,who is so laid back, sweet, humble, funny,sexy, who just by being in my presence makes me feel calm , it's so fucking crazy that this feels ….this feels so right. It's only been a few hours but this is the happiest i've been . We have so much in common yet so different. Y/N I am so happy our paths crossed tonight ." You are taken back by his totally humble, meaningful, caring words you tear up a little. You both just cuddle on the couch in silence enjoying each other's  embrace. Norman then says you both should go to bed because he has a late shoot in the evening. He shows you where the bathroom is and gives you one of his t-shirts to wear as pajamas. As you are in the bathroom Norman grabs his pj pants, changes into them quickly and goes into his closet and gets 2 pillows and a blanket for the couch . You come out of the bathroom and go back to the couch. He is laying in the dark , the cellphone light the only light that gives you a path to him. He doesn't hear you coming up and you lean over kissing him on the lips . "Goodnight Norman, thank you for letting me stay here but you can sleep in your bed if you'd like . It's ok with me ." Norman sits up , smiles at you and grabs your hand pulling you down to his lap. He wraps his arms around you and kisses you again. You stand up, take his hand and you both go to the bedroom . Laying next to him with your head on his chest hearing his heart beat and his arm wrapped around your shoulder.This is the best feeling in the world. You don't say this out loud to him but you think this could be love. You kiss him gently and you both fall asleep in each others embrace . "Goodnight my Darling Y/N".

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You wake at 4am and Norman is still asleep . You lay there staring at him, studying his sweet face. You can't believe that you are here in Norman Reedus' home, in his bed with him . HIs lips parted slightly, his eyelashes brushing up against his cheek. He looks so sexy sleeping . You cuddle up closer to him and kiss his chest gently . Norman opens an eye and smiles. "Are you ok Babe"? You smile at him and nod yes. He wraps his arms around you lifting you on top of him . He grabs your face and you bend down kissing him with everything you have . He rubs his hands from your thighs to the hem of his shirt on you and pulls it off . running his hands from your hips to your breasts he grabs them and starts to suck and massage . His lips on your nipples feel so good you moan. You feel him getting hard underneath you and you pull down his pj bottoms . You take his cock in your hand and start rubbing his shaft up and down running your whole palm over the head of his cock. He growls deeply and thrusts in your hands. He turns you around so now you are face down to his crotch and you take him in your mouth . He freezes relishing the feeling of your tongue on his penis . He starts a slow assault on your clit. Rubbing it with his middle finger getting you wet and then his tongue takes it's place. He was so good at this. Your moans getting louder and it just makes his cock throb with every suck and lick you do to him. You stop and turn right side to him straddling him, kissing from his earlobe down his neck to his nipples , pinching hen ever so slightly with you fingers. He lets out a deep moan of pleasure . You take his throbbing hard cock in your hand and position it to your opening slowly lowering yourself down on him. Watching Norman's face enjoy every minute is so sexy and just turns you on more. You start to ride him. He puts his hands on you hips and with every forward motion you do to him he lifts you a little and thrusts into you. It feels so good you moan and throw your head back . He flips you onto your stomach and takes you from behind. He loves this , it feels so deep this way. You yell harder and he starts to thrust with everything he has , rubbing your clit and with all this amazing feeling you come violently . A few thrusts and Norman reaches his climax. He pulls you into and embrace so loving you begin to weep. "What's wrong babe? Did i hurt you ? I'm so sorry". Y/N says" no way , That was amazing and I wish it would never end. It's just…. "You stop before you say something you'd regret possibly . Norman says "Tell me, you can tell me anything ". Y/N says "I don't want to say something that I may regret." Norman looks at you with those sweet baby blues and tells you to not worry . You finally tell him you think you are falling for him and hard . He looks you in the eyes and with everything he has he makes you feel it . You hear something you haven't heard in almost 15 years . "Babe I fell for you when I first saw you in that bar, I got to know you in a few short hours, this feels so right like I've known you for years and this is how it's supposed to be. I love you . I mean it I really do LOVE YOU ". Your heart melts and you both fall  asleep in Norman's strong arms . His words repeating over and over again in your head. You feel happy, safe and loved maybe this is your happily ever after .

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I've been waiting

You're lying in bed using your computer, when Norman walks in front of you. You were distracted when you saw something walk in front. When you turn your head completely you see him full front naked!

You gasped in surprise and turned your head the other way. Sure you guys had been friends for a while now and Norman felt pretty comfortable around you, so much to the point of walking butt naked.

As he pulled your hair off of your face, he got his member closer to your face. You couldn't help but stare at his huge member and not gasp. He said, "Are you sure you don't want it?" with a smirk in his face. You tried to form some words still in shock with your mouth opened, when Norman put his thick, long member inside of your mouth slowly.

You closed your eyes and started sucking him all the way. His moans started getting louder, curses were being said from his part. And all you could think of was "NO! This isn't right! But let's be honest, I ALWAYS wanted to see what IT looked like and taste it."

"I know deep inside she's been wanting this just as much as I wanted it. Hell I've seen her naked ass! Still she's a shy one, which turns me on even more," Norman thought.

When he said in between moans, "I wanna fuck you so bad babe!" pulling out his long, thick member. You gasped for air and felt a little mad at him for taking his member off your mouth, but when you heard what he said everything changed. You jumped on him, throwing him in the bed and said, "I've been waiting for you to say that a long time ago!" wrapping your arms around each other's bodies, kissing.

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Yall. Are. Amazing. Like. Can. You. Not. With. The. Stories! Like holy fucking shit.

Thank you so much!

-A

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to the lovely girl who wrote that story, pleaaaaase keep writing, it was amazing and it made this blog live again <3 everyone who promised stories should publish them :(

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I remember when a girl wanted a story to make her feel okay while she was sad and nobody made a story for her, I hope she's fine

I intended on writing that, but then my sister was admitted to hospital. - C

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Is it okay to cry over a story right? Right? :'( that bulimia was intense :/

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Norman Finds Out His GF Has Bulimia - Part 2

      The day after Norman found you in the bathroom you started to call different clinics and hospitals to see how you could get some help. You felt so ashamed of yourself, but you powered through it with Norman’s help. You spoke with a therapist who dealt exclusively with counseling those with eating disorders and she immediately told you how you should begin treatment. She advised you to go to the hospital since you were probably severely dehydrated. She gave you all her contact information and told you to call her once you were discharged from the hospital and she would help with your counseling. That led to Norman taking you to the hospital and checking you in. You expected to be there for a day or two and be released, but you were shocked when a cardiologist came in to talk to you. Because of the bulimia that held you in it’s clutches for years, you now had a slight heart arrhythmia which could lead to a heart attack if it wasn’t treated soon. Both you and Norman were shocked, and he immediately tried to delay his shooting schedule so he could stay with you. The crew and producers of the show immediately shuffled everything around so he could stay with you for as long as possible.  For the first week Norman barely left your side. He was there for you and stuck by you through all the rough days and nights. You had psychological counseling almost every other day. You also spoke with a Nutritional therapist every day, and either she or Norman watched over you and made sure you ate all of your meals and snacks every day. Eating was the easy part, but it was after you were finished eating when the real problems began for you. The first week you were barely keeping your meals down, and you would cry every time. You felt like a complete failure because you wanted to get better, but your body didn’t. There were many nights Norman would hold you as you cried yourself to sleep. After the first week there, Norman had to leave and go back to filming. He absolutely hated leaving you, but he promised he would be back soon and said he would call you every day.

       The biggest surprise came about a few days after Norman went back to film. It was after lunch, and you were upset because you couldn’t keep the food down. You had gone two meals without throwing up, and you felt like a failure for not keeping the food down. You heard a light knock on the door, and told the person to come in, thinking it was a nurse or the nutritional therapist coming back in to see you. You were surprised to see Helena walk in the room. You were friends with her, but in a “She’s the mother of my boyfriend’s child” way, not in a “hang out, drink wine and talk all night” way. She was hesitant to come in, since she was afraid you would be angry with her. Norman broke down when he landed back in Georgia and told her what was going on. She had immediately gone to check on you as soon as she could, both because she was concerned, and also to reassure Norman that you were doing ok. You were not angry with either of them, and told her so once she explained what Norman had told her. You both ended up talking for a few hours that day, just laughing and chatting, being serious and also being funny. The next two weeks passed slowly, but you were steadily getting better. You were keeping more meals down, and the medication they gave you to help with your depression was working. The talks with the Psychologist and Nutritional therapist were going well, and for once this battle didn’t seem that hard. You were constantly monitored for your heart arrhythmia, and they planned to shock your heart back to its normal rhythm. You spoke with Norman every day, and also received some calls from your other friends, although they didn’t know what you were in the hospital for. Helena had come back every few days to see you, and even brought Mingus to come and see you a couple times. It was hard to explain to him exactly why you were in the hospital, so you all decided to just tell him that you were sick and that you would get better soon. Helena always brought you flowers, and whenever Mingus came he would give you a “Get Well Soon” card and other little gifts from the gift shop. Those visits always made you smile, and they made you even more determined to get better.

        You were taken from your daydreaming by Norman waving his hand in front of your face. “Sorry, I was just thinking” you said. “Good, I was worried you were in a daze or coma or something.” He replied smiling at you. You shook your head and reached forward, kissing him on his nose. He scrunched up his face and you both started to laugh. Your cute moment with Norman was interrupted by the nurse and Doctor coming in. They were ready to take you down and get you prepped for your heart procedure. They went over what they were going to do, and it really didn’t seem that terribly bad. They were going to put you under anesthesia, then shock your heart with the defibrillator paddles. They would then check and make sure your heart was back in rhythm and then wake you up from the anesthesia. All your doctors and counselors were hoping that in a few days you would be strong enough to be released and then continue your therapy sessions.

        The procedure went well, and three days later you were cleared to go back home. Norman had to leave before you were released to go film, so Helena was there to pick you up. As you rode with her in the car you looked out the window happily. You hadn’t thrown up in two days and you were hoping that it would continue to be that way. Before you left the hospital you contacted the therapist that you talked to before going to the hospital and set up some session times. You would see her three times a week, and you would see another nutritional therapist twice a week. You were even going to start attending a support group for those recovering from eating disorders. You felt good about your recovery, even more so than when you were recovering from it as a teenager. This seemed more permanent than the treatment you received all those years ago. A couple months of therapy are all you took then, and in the back of your mind you knew that those few months wouldn’t keep those inner demons from coming back out. This time, you had an entire group of people who would support you, and you knew these demons would be conquered once and for all. 

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To the anon that said they were going to unfollow you is an asshole. This blog is amazing and followers should treasure every post we get, not moan about not getting more. Keep up the good work, this is one follower that will always be here :))

Thank you so much sweetheart! <3 :)

-A

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Planning out part 2 of the bulimia story now! Hoping to get it written and submitted here soon. Glad you all enjoyed reading part 1!

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just wanted to say that the bulimia story was beautiful and it made me cry. I'm a recovering bulimic and even right now I'm still not 100% - but that story was just beautiful - really hit home <3

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Norman finds out his GF has bulimia - Part 1

            You met Norman about 9 months ago at your art show here in New York. Norman had seen a painting you had done hanging in a friend’s loft and he fell in love with it, demanding to know where he could get it. The friend told him about your upcoming art show, and that is how it all started between you two. He was standing in front of your larger landscape painting alone as you walked up to him. You asked him how he liked the painting and not taking his eyes off of it, he replied “It’s outstanding. The artist, she is a fucking genius, and I want to buy everything here.” You smiled shyly and thank him graciously. That is when he finally turned to you and your eyes met. You giggled as the realization hit him that the “fucking genius artist” was actually you. He smiled and introduced himself, gently taking your hand to shake it. That’s when the moment happened, the moment that all the authors write about in their cheesy romantic novels. The sparks flew between you two, the electric energy humming to life, and the magnetic pull sprang to life. It was simply love at first sight. After he bought a few paintings, he asked for your number, and that was it. A few dates later, and you and he have been happily together for the past 8 months. This was never a casual thing for either of you, so you became serious for each other very fast, and you even moved in with him about 4 months ago. That is when things for you started to crumble. Your art was going well, and your relationship with Norm was excellent, but that was all you had going for you. The paparazzi started to follow you and Norman around, and eventually they found out your name. Then, the rabid fans tracked down your facebook and instagram account and the shit really hit the fan. The horrendous comments started. I thought he only dated skinny supermodels, not fat cows? What’s he doing with HER? Could she be any uglier? She is totally a gold digger!! The sex must be good, that has to be the reason he’s with that. You brushed them off and scoffed and rolled your eyes when Norman was around, but when you were alone it would tear you up inside. He saw some of those hateful comments, especially when he posted a few artsy photos of you on twitter and instagram with the caption lovehersomuch. You couldn’t really see your face, but it didn’t matter, some of the fan girls went crazy. When he saw all the hateful comments directed to you, and saw that you were reading them with some tears in your eyes, he threw both your phones on the table and quickly made you forget. Norman was always so good about that. He knew you were self-conscious about yourself long before the haters came along, and he always made you feel beautiful. He tried to wash those haters away from your mind with his sweet encouraging words. It always worked, especially when you were lying in bed with him, both of you naked and still breathing hard from the passionate sex that just ended. He always hugged you to his damp chest, and you would cuddle him back and drift asleep listening to his declarations of love in your ear and his slowing heartbeat.

 There was a moment before he left three months ago to start filming for the show when you complained about how big you were at 135 pounds. The anger that flashed in his eyes scared you for a moment, and his voice was forceful when he spoke to you. “Don’t ever let me hear you say that again. You are perfect, amazing, talented, and smart. You are mine, do you hear me? This relationship is me and you, nobody else. Other people’s opinions do not matter, especially some of my fans. If the crazy ass fan girls love me like they say they do, then they would want me to be happy. You make me happy, no other woman, just you. Now...” He stopped, smiled at you and took your face in his hands. “Don’t ever talk bad and put down the woman I love, ok? ‘Cause I will punish you babe” he whispered. He smirked, and you couldn’t help but giggle as you slowly nodded. After he left though, you were alone with your thoughts and the hateful comments swirling around. The last three months have been horrible, and you only saw him a couple of times since he left. When he wasn’t filming he was off at the different Cons and promoting the show and other movies that were about to be released. When he finally got free time, he spent it flying Mingus down to see him in Georgia, or flying up to see him. You on the other hand were insanely busy painting and creating your art full time, with galleries and interviews taking over your weekends. The stress of your job, combined with barely seeing Norman in person and the continuous hate from some of his fans made it all happen. Again. The bulimia was your sole form of control, and it also helped to ease the self-conscious thoughts. Norman had no idea the struggles you currently faced, and how the bulimia took over your teen years. You eventually went to therapy and got help which did help for awhile, but you kept him in the dark about that. Norman only knew that you were self-conscious about yourself and body, and he always made sure to silence the demons in your head. He did not know just how bad it was though. In you texts, phone calls and skype sessions, you acted happy and fine. He would comment on how tired you looked or how hoarse your voice sounded, but you contributed that to stress about your art, and long nights spent painting. He never questioned further, he just told you to get more sleep and don’t stress so much.

You shook yourself out of the memories, bringing your mind back to reality. You tie your hair up and walk to the toilet. You get on your knees in front of it and lift the lid. You took a deep and shaky breath. You hated throwing up, but the results you got were worth the discomfort you were about to face. You stick your fingers down your throat, gagging until you final throw up. Afterwards, you take a few deep breaths before you do it again. Before you put your fingers back in your mouth you hear a voice softly say your name. You freeze and quickly look towards the bathroom door. Norman is standing there, his eyes wide staring at you. “What….babe what is this? I…” he stutters out. While you were eating the food you didn’t hear him calling your phone, telling you he was on his way home to the apartment. While you were lost in your thoughts he got to the door, saw it open and panicked. He slinked quietly through the apartment, going through the living room, seeing your mess all over the coffee table. He got to the bathroom doorway just in time to see you shove your fingers down your throat the first time and throw up. He shook out of his shocked silence to call out to you before you could do it again. That is where you both are now, you frozen in place above the toilet and he shocked and confused in the doorway. He took a couple of steps towards you until he was standing beside you. You slowly closed the toilet lid and flushed the toilet. You stood on shaky legs and stood in front of Norman, trying to look him in the eyes. He however was staring at your body. The sweatpants falling off your bony hips, the thin tank top revealing how tiny and skeletal you looked. He finally met your eyes and the realization of what you have been doing to yourself hit you like a freight train as you saw the tears in his soft blue eyes. He swallowed hard as his eyes begged you for answers. Before any words can be said he reaches for you and holds you to his chest. He holds you carefully; scared to hold you tight because of how fragile you look. He puts his head down and puts his face to your hair and that’s when you hear it. The heat wrenching sobs bubbling from his chest as you feel his hot wet tears on your head. Hearing that makes your spirit break, and you quickly put your arms around him, starting your own sobbing. You both stand like that for what seems like hours. Norman is just loosing it, crying hard and holding you close. You a sobbing mess, clutching his shirt, apologies coming out between your own sobs. After awhile he slowly gains composure and pulls back to look at you. “We need to talk about this babe; you need to tell me what’s going on.” He says his voice rough from crying and breaking just a bit. You nod and follow him to the bedroom.

You both lay in bed several hours later, Norman carefully holding you to his chest. You quickly think though the conversations that had taken place since he found you. You explained everything to him, not just the past three months but your struggles as a teen with bulimia. He listened to it all, crying at some parts and expressing anger at others. He explained he was angry with himself for not taking better care of you, not looking out for you. This started another wave of anguished sobs from him, and you held him close, apologizing for hiding it, for doing it, for letting this get so out of control. You were both emotionally drained and you both just quietly lay together. You were brought back to the present when Norman softly squeezed you tighter. “Please I’m begging you, get help for this. You can’t keep doing this to yourself. I can’t lose you, not like this. Please baby, I’ll be there every step of the way. I’ll make sure to protect you better, I swear just get better.” He whispered softly to you. You swallowed hard and cuddled closer to him. “I promise. I’ll get better. I’ll get better for you and Mingus, but I need to get better for me, and I know that now.” You replied. He kisses your head softly and you both drift to sleep. You knew you had a long battle ahead, but you knew that you were not alone. Norman would stand by your side, fighting along with you. For the first time in a long time you felt happy and content with your life, and you knew life would only get better from here on out.