#10:28pm

[smytherines]

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[moderngirlbleachers]

i’m hallucinating and making up parts of my assignments . i swear to god their was a section that said you have to include proof of you introducing (?) yourself to the person i wanted to interview and organising the interview but ive checked every slideshow every brief on blackboard and i literally cannot find where it said that. im insane

[ohmuqueen]

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[fearowkenya]

[rafesbabygirlx]

ONLINE LOVE | 2 𝚆𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜

𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚍!𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚡 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙰𝚄

✧ 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 | 𝙰𝚄 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 | 𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃

✧ Summary- Rafe Cameron used to avoid love, only having flings and never getting close to anyone. Now 27 and raising his 3-year-old daughter Harper alone, he wants something more—a real connection. Tired of being judged on the island, he tries Hinge and sets his location to the mainland. After days of no matches, he finds your profile and is instantly drawn to you.

✧ Right now- you’re 2 weeks in and it couldn’t be going any better.

✧ Some suggestive stuff- reader showers on FaceTime with Rafe. random/awkward conversation. Mention of past drug use. They are still getting to know each other. At the same time, their relationship is growing quickly.

This has been the most fun Rafe has had with someone who wasn't 3 and could properly pronounce words that have S’s and R’s. He just hated you were so far away.

5:26pm: Finally free of my shift! how was your big meeting today?

5:28pm: Long and boring. Worth sitting through now that I get some time with you. You home yet?

5:29pm: pulling in to my apartment now why?

5:32pm: INCOMING FACETIME

You and Rafe were silent for a few moments, staring at each other through the phone as the dings from the elevator count the floors you pass. You both first decided to FaceTime last week and it’s been consistent since it started. You were leaning up against the wall of the elevator. Lids heavy but open enough to take in the sight of Rafe’s features. And damn were they nice to look at.

You exit the elevator that seemed to take forever tonight. Making your way to your apartment still holding your phone up, Rafe watching in a comfortable silence as you get settled. Bags are dropped at the front door, mail spread out on the counter. The first thing you grab is a plate of leftovers and a bottle of wine from the fridge. Sitting down at your kitchen island still immersed in Rafe and your conversation.

It's a strange feeling getting to know someone. But the comfortability Rafe has given you has made it far beyond easy to get through the awkward talking stage. You've never made past 1 week of getting to know someone and somewhere deep down, that you're not trying to flare up just yet, knows that you might want this forever.

You entered the bathroom, with a pair of pajamas and your robe. You set your phone down on the counter telling Rafe you’ll be a second and go to turn in the water. Steam enveloped the bathroom. You stepped back into frame really quickly to give him a smile. You tell him to give you 10 minutes as you undress and step into the shower.

What you weren't aware of was the fact the you angled the camera perfectly towards your full length mirror against the wall, giving Rafe a perfect view of your body behind the fogged up glass. To say it turned him on was an understatement. Rafe tried to stay as composed as possible while you continued the conversation from under the stream of the water.

Rafe was subconsciously tugging at the crotch of his pants, trying to make room for the strain that was being caused. He couldn't see you clearly, but from what he could, your body was perfect. Perky, toned, and soft. He wished that he could touch you through the screen. Smell the florally scent of the products you used. Because you looked like a girl that loved flowers. He'd cover the whole house in them for you if you were his.

He watched you. He couldn't stop watching you. He knew it was probably (definitely) wrong, but he only wished he was in there with you. He watched the way you scrubbed your hair, the way you ran the loofa across your body. He was floored at learning how everything, in this short amount of time, about you was perfect. God, were you perfect.

The shower turned off, and the glass door slid open. You disappeared from the screen once again. Rafe took a long sip from his whiskey glass trying to cool himself down. When you reappeared, you were dressed and applying lotion to your arms. You were in a pretty 2 piece set and your damp was tied back into a braid. You picked the phone up taking it to your room before plopping down onto the bed.

You propped the phone up on a pillow next to you, as if to mimic Rafe laying down with you. Rafe did the same when he noticed. The lamp on your nightstand gave you a glow that highlighted every delicate feature of your face. Soft features that Rafe noticed and wanted to reach out and touch desperately.

You go on to tell him all about your life Canada. Your biggest secret being that you once stole a gold watch from a family friends home to help you when you visiting home when you first started medical school. Your family was not wealthy by any means and you’d probably eat 3 times a week if you were lucky. If only you knew, what Rafe did for 200x more gold than that. He’d share it with you, like many other things one day. But he was cherishing the blossoming relationship too much for all that mess right now.

You’ve been talking so long you end up needing to plug your phone in. You had the day off, knowing Rafe was the boss, you hoped he’d end up talking to you all day tomorrow too. You hope that this goes far. You hope to hear his voice every day and night. It’s insane how quickly you’re falling. Does Rafe feel the same?

You talked until 3am before you suddenly nodded off. You always ended up being the first to sleep. This, whatever this was, was something that doesn't feel like a chore. It feels right. It feels like it's meant to be. You don't what it is about this man, that just makes sense. Like he was brought here to be yours. Like he’s someone you could love.

You feel like there's something that weighs on his mind just a little, but you aren't one to pry. Especially when the feeling of him being the right person is there. If it’s something he feels he could trust you with he’ll bring it up when’s he’s ready. Maybe it was bringing up his mom. Now that you think of it, he really doesn’t mention his family. Maybe it’s a conversation for another time.

✧ Say hello to graphics <3 they won't be in every post. BUT I do enjoy them for FaceTime or phone calls. Please tell me if you like the addition or not, I wanna know your thoughts.

✧ Big thank you to my loves- @inthelibrarybtw and @cherrywriterrr for helping me with deciding to do the graphics and some dialogue to add. 🩵

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[cinamun]

10:28pm | 36 Bayani Place | Hopewell Hills, San Sequoia

[just1cefor4ll]

hi! can u write about a drunk love confession lolll 😭🎀

Why’d you only call me when your high?

Joost Klein x fem!reader

warnings: swearing, bad grammar, mentions of alc0hol

summary: you and Joost have been friends for a few years now but ever since he got more recognized after his song ‘friesenjung’ came out you both became more distant. What will you do after he calls you for the first time in months, drunk?

A/N: this is um.. long .. enjoy!

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You were alone in the house, your parents went off to the neighbours to go grilling. You decided to not go since you were doing things with them the whole day and you just felt exhausted. You went to cook yourself a quick meal, just some toast with whatever on top. You looked at the time, 10:28PM. Joost was performing currently in Amsterdam, not that you knew anything about it. He was probably going to get a few drinks with friends after it like he usually did after his last concert of the season. He has probably long forgot about you, probably replacing you with someone else by now. Ever since he became more famous, you both stopped reaching out as often. There wasn’t any hate behind it, Joost wasn’t the type to cut people off because of fame which you loved about him and you missed him dearly you just.. drifted apart?

You went back up to your room, deciding to go to sleep early tonight, opening the window for some cool air to come into the room. The covers called your name, snuggling into them and getting comfortable. You fall asleep a few minutes later, the room was dark and the wind entered your room like an unwelcome guest, goosebumps appearing on your skin.

A buzzing noise wakes you up, your phone lighting up and blinding your tired eyes. You try and get up, body still a bit weak since you woke up about 5 seconds ago. You grab your phone and your heart skips a beat, the name “duck” appearing on your phone. It was a nickname you gave to Joost years ago. You were teens, trying to make up nicknames for each other and you just took the word dutch and turned it into duck. You watch it ring for a few seconds and then sigh, cursing a bit then pick it up. “Hello?” You say, your voice raspy and very tired sounding. “Hallo?” You hear the dutch accent you oh so loved come through the phone. “Hello, hello.” You turn around and lay on your stomach, waiting for him to speak. The noises in the background were loud and clear, loud music coming through the phone. “Is dat het meisje waar je het over had?” (Is that the girl you were talking about?) “ja ja ga nu..” (yea yea, go now.)

He shifted around before he spoke again. “Sorry, what’s up?” You raise a brow, was this some kind of phone call you get from your dad once a year? “Nothing much, why are you calling me?” He chuckles, voice deep and handsome like always. “Can I not call mijn liefde?” (my love) “What are you on about Joost? Are you drunk?” “No, no.” He slurs, making you scoff. “Yeah, yeah.” He was mumbling things in dutch you couldn’t understand; “Ik wil niemand anders dan jou.. mijn lief meisje.” (I want no one else but you.. my sweet girl.) “Fucking hell Joost.. where the hell are you? Is Apson with you?” He nods, which you barely heard but at least he gave you an answer. Apson would mostly stay sober, only having a few drinks so you decided to call him. He picked up, voice cheerful like always. You told him to take Joost home since he sounded like he had enough for the night and he kindly agreed. You thank him, ending the call with him before trying to go back to sleep.

3:07AM, another phone call wakes you up. “What the fuck is wrong with him..” You ask yourself before picking up. “Joost it’s 3AM can you go to sleep?” You demand and he just smiles. Oh yeah you were on face time now, great. You looked like a zombie compared to him, he looked more energetic than you did, his hair wet and it looked like he was shirtless. Probably just got out of the shower. “I wanted to see your stunning face schatje.” He says, laying down on his side, the side of his face resting against a pillow.

You sigh, watching him like a hawk. The light coming from his side of the phone blinded you, making you groan. “What do you want? I’m exhausted from your bullshit.” You say and he pouts; “Why are you so mean, hm? Do you not miss me?” He asks, smiling, his adorable, genuine smile. “Joost stop it.” He chuckled, moving around in his room when he suddenly turned his lights off, the only light that let you see his face was from his LEDs. He started mumbling things again, his voice lulling you to sleep but you fought back the urge to sleep. “Jij bent zo schitterend..” (you’re so stunning) “Joost I’m hanging up.” “No, no.. Blijf bij me.” (stay with me) “Ik wil je Y/N.” (I want you Y/N.) “Ik krijg je niet uit mijn hoofd.” (I can’t get you out of my head.) All of these things meant nothing to you. You didn’t speak dutch, maybe a few phrases and words but you weren’t fluent. You brushed off all of those phrases, when he said the one thing he taught you during your time as close friends. “Ik hou van jou lieverd.” (I love you sweetheart.)

You face turned bright red, quickly hanging up and flipping onto your back. Your eyes were wide eyed, staring at the dark ceiling above you. You internally scream, maybe he meant it in a friendly way? But the nickname?? It was weird. He was just drunk after all, it probably didn’t even mean anything. You try to fall asleep, tossing and turning before finally succeeding.

Morning came quicker than usual, making your stomach turn and face feel hot. You didn’t even dare open your phone, deciding to pack your things and head home to Amsterdam a little earlier than expected. You booked a flight, canceling the one you were supposed to take 3 days later then this one.

The minute you got home you opened the messages. Some were from last night and some were from a few minutes ago. You tried replying but no words were coming to mind, your fingers just hovering above the cold screen.

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Duck🦆💙

Y/N

Y/N

Hello??

why did u hang up hm?

blijf bij me

please

ik krijg je niet uit mijn hoofd

sent 16 hours ago

————————— new messages —————————

Y/N

Im so sorry I woke u up yesterday

I was drunk haha

hope to see u soon, today Im performing in that club we used to go to as teens

ill look for u after

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You contemplated whether to go or not. You wanted to see him, but another part of you didn’t. Why should you be the one running back to him? It made no sense to you, yet you went. It was like you were in a daze, getting ready, taking the train to the city he was performing in.. it all felt forced in a way. You got stopped by a few fans then made your way to the barrier. You bought a ticket last minute most people already in the club waiting for their idol to come up on stage. 15 minutes until it started, you felt disgusting. Sweaty fan girls who never heard of a shower were all around you, all you wanted to do was curl yourself into a ball and dissapear on the spot. It will be so akward talking after almost a year of barely knowing of each other’s pressence yet you still wanted to see him, hug him.. kiss him.

The concert went by fast, you and Joost making eye contact several times which made you even more anxious than you were before. You walked back stage, most of the security recognising you and letting you pass which surprised you. The halls felt endless, walking in front of his door you gently knocked almost instantly hearing footsteps. And there he was. He changed a lot. His hair was now longer, looking more mature but he was still there. Your Joost. “Weren’t you supposed to be the one looking for me?” He rubbed his neck, chuckling awkwardly before pulling you into the room. It looked like he was trying to find the right words to start which made you count down the dreadful seconds going by.

“Well, what I said yesterday was true. I don’t remember all of it but from the messages I said it was pretty obvious. I really do love you and I hate that you aren’t by my side. I hate that I can’t wake up with you in my arms. I miss you. I miss your smile, your energy, I miss hearing your thoughts, I miss everything about you. Liefje please I need you I can’t live without you.” He looked at you with those beautiful ocean blue eyes, looking desperate but it was obvious he truly meant every single word. You smile softly, cupping his cheeks. “I love you too. You have no idea how much I’ve been missing you. It was like a part of my heart was taken away from me.” He kissed your forehead, smiling down at you. “I promise to never leave you. Never.” “Promise.”

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[dekariosclan]

I have a simple thought

Tav making or trying to make Gale fail No Nut November

Woof-

18+ under the cut!

Dearest Anon, I am giving you the most enthusiastic high-five right now. 🙌💯💯💯

Not only because this ask is magnificent, and not only because I squealed when I read it, but because you sent it to me at 10:28pm on November 1st.

Anon, the fact that you couldn’t even last 24 hours into No Nut November before sending in an ask about No Nut November is absolutely perfect. And do you know why?

Because being unable to last 24 hours into No Nut November is exactly what would happen to Gale.

Truthfully, the hardest part of this ask was coming up with why in the hells Gale would ever agree to participate in NNN in the first place. In fact, I think he would be positively incensed at the very idea: “…an entire MONTH of abstaining from pleasures of the flesh?! Simply to prove that it can be done?! Well! I could chop off an arm and cast spells one-handed to prove that it could be done, but it’s hardly something I’d willingly partake in!”

However! For the sake of this fantastic ask, we’ll say that he was convinced and agreed to try.

But the real crux of the matter, and your actual question, is what Tav would do about this situation. And the truth is, I really don’t think Tav would even have to try hard (or uh…at all) to make Gale fail at NNN.

Picture this series of events with me, anon:

Gale waking up with Tav in his arms (or he in theirs)

Drinking in the sight of his beloved as he does every morning

Noticing that Tav’s nightshirt is unlaced, their shoulder and chest uncovered and in full view

Their leg draped over his, thigh fully exposed

Gale already uncomfortably hard due to it being the morning

Tav innocently shifting and repositioning themselves to snuggle closer, their leg brushing over his bulge

Gale doing everything in his power not to audibly moan, thoughts flooding his mind of how they’d made love in the morning just a few days past. Remembering Tav pulling him from sleep by riding him as though their life depended on it. Thinking of Tav’s thighs clamping around his midsection, and then around his head, the taste of Tav on his tongue as he—

Gale not rolling out of bed so much as falling out of it.

Apologizing profusely, frantically getting dressed in his teaching robes, giving Tav a chaste kiss on the forehead, and all but running out the door

Tav joining Gale for lunch at the Academy as usual

The faculty lounge being so crowded that Tav has to sit on Gale’s lap

Beads of sweat forming on Gale’s forehead as Tav blithely chats with the other Professors

Gale trying not to think about Tav’s perfectly shaped ass

Gale trying not to think about how good it feels pressed against him

Gale trying not to think, period

Fumbling or dropping his fork every time Tav shifts slightly

Apologizing for his clumsiness to the point of babbling, even as Tav reassures him it’s fine. Tav finally just putting their finger over Gale’s lips to get him to stop

It taking every ounce of willpower for Gale to not take Tav’s finger in his mouth

Lunch ending with Gale looking as flushed and sweaty as if he’d just ran a marathon rather than sat for 45 minutes

Tav asking him if he’s okay and Gale reassuring them that he’s fine

Grateful that they cannot see his orb scar through his thick teaching robes, certain it is glowing blindingly bright purple

Kissing Tav goodbye, this time on the lips. Instantly realizing his mistake as the thought occurs to him that he could just dimension door them both into his private office, and—

Hastily breaking the kiss and telling Tav he hopes they have a good afternoon, he’ll see them this evening, he loves them

Spending the rest of the afternoon steeling his resolve

Barely able to pay attention to his class

Muttering to himself that it’s just 30 days! Surely that is surmountable! His bond with Tav is incomparable, they are tethered at the soul, their love goes beyond just the physical, even if that aspect is magnificent and life-giving and—

Ending class early when he realizes he’s mistakenly conjured Tav’s likeness when he was supposed to be channeling the Weave

Arriving home, escaping to the kitchen to start dinner, praying that Tav is busy elsewhere in the tower

Relieved to find a note that they will be home a bit later

Focusing on dinner preparation to the point that he doesn’t realize how much time has passed

Looking up to see Tav has arrived home. The air suddenly thick with their sweet musk

Gale, realizing from their glistening muscles, flushed cheeks and battle gear that they have been off doing their weekly practice at the local armory

Gale, completely mesmerized as a single bead of sweat rolls down their neck and over their heaving chest

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Tav, greeting Gale with a quick kiss, suddenly finding themselves caught in his embrace

A purple hue rapidly covering Gale’s chest

His eyes dark, face flushed

His mouth hovering over Tav’s, his voice sounding parched. “Forgive me, my love. I seem to have made a mistake.”

Performing a quick spell with a single hand motion, changing the date on every calendar in the Tower. “I thought it was November 1st when we awoke this morning. My most humble apologies. It appears to actually be December 1st.”

Tav, their lips brushing Gale’s, laughing. “Oh? My goodness, November seemed to absolutely fly by.”

Gale, pulling Tav even closer, his lips brushing theirs as he whispers, “With any luck, December will feel like it lasts a lifetime,” before claiming their mouth with his own.

[ethereal555]

THE SIDE

Lewis Hamilton x older!reader

Monaco.

6:28pm.

Annelise, weary with toil, taps impatiently at the elevator’s closing button imploring it close with haste as she sees her ‘fiance’s neighbour’ speedily progress from the apartment complex’s lobby towards the open  elevator she was in. The large expanse of glass windows in the lobby reveal a herd of middle aged men, and a few women (mostly grey-haired and stubby) with cameras and microphones in hand incessantly banging on the grandiose windows for his attention obviously–  in the process leaving multiple sweaty handprints– tainting the pristine appearance on the luxury complex, yuck.

The security would soon kick them off of the property but that wasn’t her problem, her problem was the awkward conversation she’d have to endure with her neighbor if he got in. Rebuking this, she tucks herself discreetly into the corner of the elevator to avoid being seen as she continues tapping, her despair manifested in the volume of the impact her knuckles made on the same button repeatedly; she hoped the cacophony of paparazzi’s yelling outside would prove to be overbearing enough to drown this out, and consequently enable her to continue her day without crippling anxiety.

Finally the doors– after years - decided to listen, drawing closer and closer together within seconds. She leans slightly, just enough for her right eye to peer between the decreasing amount of space in between the two metallic sliding doors and to her shock he was closer than expected, it made her heart jump.

Fuck, he’s going to make it. No!

The 30–year–old’s left foot wedges in between the sliding doors and they recoil, revealing an irritated looking Annelise. She lets out a prolonged huff and scoots the flood of groceries she’d bought, alongside some bits from Dior she indulged in during her grocery trip, to her side of the elevator. Scratching the back of her neck passively as the panting man bursts through the door.  Her tongue instinctively laps around her mouth when the dripping sex symbol enters, using the back of his free arm to wipe the perspiration off of his large forehead, a few loose curls around the circumference of his head clinging to his face. Unfortunately for Annelise, the beads of sweat don’t end on his forehead but rather along the side of his tattooed neck, collecting at his deep collar bone. 

She had to stop before her gaze went lower than a engaged woman’s should.

She gulps, all of a sudden becoming overly aware at how intensely she’d been hawking at him. His sleeveless grey compression shirt is visually damp and sticking to his fit body, but nothing other than expensive cologne hangs in the air between them.

He reaches over towards her side of the elevator, a tired smile tugging at his lip, to press the already glowing number 10 button, to take them to their shared apartment floor.

 The doors shut slowly, and they are in silence. The silence is infused with the low hum of the elevator ascending, alongside Lewis’ faltering pants, and the occasional scrunch of the shopping bags by Annaelise’s foot as she shook her foot impatiently (for what had already seemed like hours) until she could leave this hot, tight space. The sounds he was making were driving her to insanity as she tried to think….more productive thoughts.

She envisioned the way it would look if Christian would be waiting outside of their door, ready to hopefully embrace her and collect their shopping only to see a sweaty Lewis and a flustered Annaelise, the thought of what would transpire soured the duration of the ten floors they travelled up slowly, for Annelise anyways.

“Thank you for holding the doors for me, Anna.”, he smiled warmly, turning to face the 40-year-old, giving her his full attention. His vibe was warm, his smile as charming as always.  A discreet look travelling up and down her physique followed. She wore a white tube top and matching white shorts that she paired with basic black flip flops; these showed off her pink acrylics well. In a rush a few hours prior to this moment, her hair was tied up with a purple shoe string on the top of her head, her curls gracing the shape of her sharp face. He adored the sight of her butterfly tattoos peeking from underneath her shorts. He wanted to trace them again—

She shifts her weight under his gaze, sneaking a glance at the camera at the centre of the elevator’s ceiling nervously. Unlike him, her attention didn’t stray away from the metallic doors of the elevator. She wanted to keep this civil, falling under the lure of his eyes wouldn’t befall her— again!

“Annaelise, Lewis.”, she finally replies.

He hums, a single nod feigning understanding.

Key words, feigning. This wasn’t the nature of their conversations two days prior, on Sunday morning.

“Annaelise….Mmmm, Right.” his soft voice soothes, and there's a funny twitch in his brows, her full name rolling off of his tongue playfully

He observes her body language, oh…

His playful humour wasn’t being reciprocated. She was deadly serious with her newfound boundary which truly perplexed him. But the rising of his confusion halts as he transfixes on the small cut on her bottom lip.

The intermittent deafening  silence between their dialogue was so uncomfortable, and the hawking from him stilled her, she didn’t want to make any sudden moves that would reveal to him how fast her heart was beating against her chest because of his presence, she feared he may see it or even hear it if they were too close. But even from her peripheral vision he was so intense, alerting every single micro hair that decorated her body to stand up, especially the ones around her dainty neck. They knew his presence well.

Once returning his look, she found his eyes lingering on her jaw, a tepid look of his face now.

For God’s sake

“Is it still Annelise after that?” he asks, dragging the last word and his eyes narrow at her jaw, unapologetically.

His transfixion on her jaw was starting to burn, she turned her head swiftly towards the metallic doors this time looking above them to see that they were only on the 5th floor of this slow elevator. For the amount of rent the residents here were paying, this sure wasn’t a perk.

Jittery wasn’t the word, she was itching to be let out.

She shrugged her shoulders and crossed her arms over her stomach, portraying uninterest.

“Anna–”

“It’s fucking—” she stops herself, finding any remenance of composure she had in her before correcting herself.

 “It’s Annelise to you, Lewis.” Her voice is pinched as she becomes wary of their proximity to their floor.

He’s silent, not even a nod comes from him .

“Is that understood, Lewis?”

He scoffs at her charade.

“Do you think I’m thick Annelise? Seriously, this tough girl act is boring. Get a grip.” 

His curtness leaves her slack-jawed, he turns from her and mirrors her stare towards the doors, this accumulation of tension in the air between them palpable, heavy. He continues..

“And after this act, again, you’ll still expect me to welcome you back in with open arms and a hard dick when he fucks up again!” the bracelets on his left wrist clink and clank against each other as he gesticulates with frustration.

“Oh—Watch your fucking mouth Lewis—” A grim chuckle erupts from Lewis, “Is it not true, Anna?”

As if she hadn’t already had the air smacked out of her lungs, he’s able to pull more out leaving her gasping incredulously.

“How dare you throw that in my face? T-that has nothing, not a thing to do with you, what happens with me and him!” she attempts to swallow the hard lump of embarrassment in her throat.

She rolls her eyes, starting to piece together how she’d carry her flood of bags to her door. Lewis, his nostril still red with irritation, looks reluctantly from the “interesting” metallic doors and sees her struggling, hunched over a string over curses leaving her mouth. He reaches his hand, like an olive branch, offering to help her with some of the bags to which she replies with a hard slap on his tattooed wrists. A loud ‘slap’ echos against the four corners of lift from the impact on his clammy wrists.

Never had she ever thought a day would come when she’d prevail over the strength of his wrists. Well today was the day. In an elevator on a random Tuesday afternoon.

“Don’t touch my shit.” she spits harshly.

The doors open abruptly, followed by an announcement.

“Tenth Floor” the monotone voice announced.

Slow fuck.

Annelise gathered all the bags successfully, releasing a huff as she stood up in her full height with the weight of all the bags pulled down her arms and shoulders. With moans and groans she left the lift without a glance back at Lewis, who intentionally waited for her to back all her bags, standing in the way of the doors so they wouldn’t shut in the middle of her struggle. He follows her body as she stumbles to the door.

Later that night...

The vocals from Ella Fitzgerlad fill Lewis’ luxury apartment, the L.E.D lights fitted underneath his kitchen appliances red and comforting. The view from his high rise apartment was absolutely gorgeous, he was gifted with the view of the Mediterranean Sea everyday before his eyes, they had become close companions. Even in the darkness, he felt her tranquility from the miles between them, leaving him breathless everyday. The abundance of city’s lights that seeped through the opulent, monumental windows to grace his open plan living room would make a grown man cry. It was breath-taking.

He had just come out of the shower, hot and burning just how he liked it. Steam vapor was still dissipating from his skin’s surface and he stood before the city, his towel hanging low from his groin, exposing V-line. He admires the hush that descends upon his beloved city as night falls, where various silver flickers from the city’s landscape  travel to reflect off of his windows and illuminate the tiny silhouettes of late wanderers. 

Suddenly, the romanticization of his city is called off when Roscoe becomes over excited, jumping and barking by the door, his high pitched whines catch Lewis’ attention. After some time, the excited dog settles onto the wooden floor in front of the door. Why? When he literally has a bed just over there, Lewis thinks.

The man never liked when his dog sat directly in front of the door, it made him feel anxious. He felt at times Roscoe could sense things that maybe couldn’t be captured by the naked eye. Lewis whistled to catch his dog’s attention, clicking his fingers and tapping his lower thighs (where his towel ended)  but all those attempts were futile, Roscoe’s face layed toward the door, his  tail wagging rapidly. Lewis walks over slowly, “Come e’re good boy, come here”, he coos but Roscoe stays slumped, his whines louder.

Lewis gets onto his knees before Roscoe, pulling his baby gently onto his lap, his barking and whining halting as his tattooed fingers stroke his dog’s back, enjoying the sensation of his fur around his fingers tips. Roscoe let out a sigh and sunk deeper into his father’s lap, each slow, calming motion of his hand melting both their tension away.

 Until there was a knock.

The knock was urgent, jolting both the father and son alert  from their sentimental moment. Roscoe responded with an ear splitting bark, jumping up and pacing around the door. Lewis fastened his towel around his waist tighter before getting up and looking through the small peephole of his door. He strains his eyes, until he makes out the figure standing outside the door.

Like clockwork the pretty woman next door stands, wrapped in a red blanket with streams of smudged mascara down her face and swollen lips. Her red eyes pleading, as she waited, looking behind her constantly in trepidation.

It was as if his heart had plummeted into an endless abyss and been lost in the darkness. That’s how he felt seeing her, begging at his doorstep just hours after disrespecting him in the way she did in the elevator. She always came back. It was a vicious cycle Lewis was trying to rip himself free from, but he couldn’t shake free from this grip of her presence, her pussy, her scent, her cries, her moans. His jaw ticked. He was sick and tired of her but she wasn’t the only one to blame– it was partly because of his pushover tendencies. After they were done, Annelise would act as if he was a piece of shit on the bottom of her shoe but he’d still let her back into his home and his bedroom with open arms time and time again. Inadvertently, allowing her to treat him like a peasant as if he couldn’t give her the life of her dreams. She’d make a point to ignore him, block him and make him feel inferior and these things made him mad, really mad. But the sweet man couldn’t bring himself to set boundaries or communicate with her how he felt, it was like everytime they were in each other’s presence he was put under a spell, a spell to which Annelise had to be worshiped as if she were a saint until she’d leave and go back to him and then Lewis pussy whipped and frazzled would get all in his head.

Was it the feminine post nut clarity? Hell, even if it was ..it didn’t excuse her disrespectful behaviour.

Another loud knock shattered through the air and broke Lewis out of his thoughts, Roscoe’s barks are louder now. He hushes his dog, and takes a long steady breath, letting it fill his lungs before slowly exhaling the weight of his thoughts. He opens the door masking behind his eyes the pain he knew he’d soon ensure after this night was over.

She lets out a sigh of relief. “Lew—” she drags, sniffling between broken breaths, struggling to speak past the lump in her throat. “I need you”

Roscoe’s barks stop, and he runs over to his bed behind the kitchen island, as normal as ever now. His wet tongue outstretched as he yawns ready to take his nap.

Lewis drinks her appearance in, he can’t hide the look of reluctance as he stretches his arms out for her to walk into. She sniffles into his bare chest, her arms circulating his groin where his loose towel hung. His breath gets caught into his throat  as she places her cold hands dangerously close to his manhood.

“You don’t deserve me Annelise, I hope you know.” His warms hands press against her back.

She nods rapidly, looking up at him and pressing a kiss onto his tattooed chest.

“I know, I know. Just make me forget, okay?”

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Summery: Something seems to be going on with Jason. Instead of pushing him, Y/n lets him be and talks to friends.

Warning: swearing

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A/n: Happy holidays! Have a filler, it’s a little angsty but it ends in a happy. I know I've been just posting just this pic. I'm having a bit of a hard time ending the other fics but hope to get them done in January. That is my goal.

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March 22

Y/N (7:37 am)

How’d it going today?

Y/n (8:58am)

I burnt my breakfast

I don’t even know how that happened

I looked away for a minute and the next thing I know

The smoke detector went off and there’s smoke in the kitchen

D:

I’m so sad

Now I don’t have anything to eat and I’m late for school

Y/n (10:00am)

I am not sure why I thought getting my engineering degree was a good idea

Nothing my teacher is saying is making sense

I want to go home

Y/N (1:28pm)

So, classes are done but now I have to work

With the amount of sleep I didn’t get

Work is the last thing I want to do

Y/n (3:43pm)

I made another fire again today

Downside, they docked my pay a little

Upside, I get to go home early today

So there’s that

Y/n (4:39 pm)

I hope you’re doing okay

Y/n (5:04 pm)

Hey Steph?

Is Jason okay?

Stephanie

What do you mean?

Y/n

I don’t know

I haven’t heard from him today

I just want to know if he’s okay

Stephanie

He hasn’t talked to you at all today?!.

Y/n

No, and we didn’t get into a fight

Did something happen?

Stephanie

Yeah, but I don’t think I’m the one who should tell you

Y/n

Yeah I understand

There are some things he hasn’t told me

I know that much

Stephanie

I’m sorry

Y/n

No worries

But could you tell me if he’s doing okay whenever you see him?

Stephanie

Of course

Y/n (5:14 pm)

Do you think you’ll see Jason today?

Roy

Um, I’m on my way to him now

How’d you know?

Y/n

Wild guess

I know he’s dealing with something but I don’t know what

Could you tell him I’m here for him if he ever needs me?

Roy

Why can’t you tell him yourself?

Y/n

He hasn’t been talking to me today

And I didn’t want to push if he doesn’t want to talk

The last time we went no contact, we both pushed each other away

Roy

That asshole

Y/n

Just be nice when you see him

Roy

I was

But now I should give him shit for what he’s putting you through

Y/n

No don’t

This is nothing compared to whatever Jason is going through

Roy

If I didn’t know better

You already know what’s he going through

Y/n

But I don’t

I just know that it’s bad if he’s not talking to anyone right now

Roy

You really care about him huh?

Y/n

I’m not afraid to admit it

Roy

Good

Jason needs someone like you on his side

I’m glad he has you

You threw your phone on the couch after reading Roy’s message, and bit your thumbnail in thought. Roy’s words had a deeper meaning now then before you knew the whole truth. And wondered if they would hold the same weight after they realized you went behind Jason’s back to find the truth.

It wasn’t something you needed to worry about now. There was something more pressing and you weren’t sure what to do but wait.

Sighing, you stood from the couch and made your way to the kitchen. After eating supper, you retrieved your laptop from your room and set it on the table.

Staring at it for a good minute or two, you made up your mind and turned it out. Once logged in, you went through the motions and found yourself in the Batcomputer again.

There was nothing for you to do but watch and wait. And that’s what you did for the rest of the night, you watched and listened as they talked out plans and watched as Oracle fought against the Calculator.

Scared of being discovered, you were debating whether or not you should leave. But you couldn’t, not until you knew Jason was okay.

But the decision was made for you when Oracle forced both you and Calculator when she rebooted her system. You gave her credit and wondered why she didn’t do that earlier.

With nothing to do, you slumped against your chair and hoped everything turned out in their favour.

“Jason you have a minute?” Roy called as the Outlaws made their way out of the building with Riddler in tow. Jason nodded, and the two of them branched off from their friends.

”What’s up?” Jason asked when they were far enough away from prying ears.

“Have you talked to Y/n lately?” Roy asked, and Jason flinched at the mention of you. “I’ll take that as a no.”

“Are they doing okay?” Jason asked, rubbing the back of his neck. Roy shrugged and said he didn’t know. “What do you mean you don’t know?”

“Exactly that, I don’t know,” he answered, “I just know that they’re really worried about you and wanted you to know that they’re there if you need them.”

“I’ll always need them,” Jason said without a second thought.

“That’s probably something you need to tell them, not me,” Roy said and looked towards their friends. “Look, everything seems to be okay here now. And I doubt Batman needs our help right now.”

“Probably because he’s being a stubborn asshole,” Jason muttered and Roy ignored it with a shake of his head.

“Why don’t you go see Y/N?” Roy suggested, “it would ease their mind a bit.” Jason shook his head at the thought.

“Not yet,” he said, “not until we deal with Joker. The last thing I need or want is for Joker to find Y/N.”

“Fair enough. Then at least answer their texts,” he said, “that’s something you can do without Joker knowing.”

“Suppose you’re right,” Jason said, sighing in defeat.

“I’m always right,” Roy said, gaining a laugh out of his friend.

“Not always,” he said and walked off towards his bike. He pulled out his phone. Scrolling through his messages, he couldn’t help but laugh.

Jason (12:35 am)

You set two things on fire today

One might think you’re a pyromaniac

Y/n (1:09 am)

:O

I am no such thing

i set ONE thing on fire and burnt my eggs

There is a difference

Jason

No I don’t think so

It’s the same thing

Y/n

Well then I guess your seeing a pyromaniac

Jason

I’ve dated worst things

Y/n

Ex-fucking-cuse me?

What could possibly be worse than a pyromaniac?

Jason

A serial killer

Y/n

YOU DATED A SERIAL KILLER?

Jason

Okay, not technically

Y/n

What does that mean?!

Jason

Means she was apart of the league of assassins

And given that their job description is basically their title

It's the same thing

Y/n

I can feel you shrugging like its not a big deal

But it is

And I worry for you and your taste of women

Jason

There’s nothing wrong with my taste in women

Y/n

Says the guy who dated a women who kills for a living

And me, who’s and I’m quoting here

a ‘pyromaniac’

Jason

Nothing wrong with a little arson

Y/n

My goodness

Judging by that statement alone, I think you’re the pyromaniac

Jason

Well, I mean I have done a little arson myself

So I’m not one to judge

Y/n

……

Jason

Wow, six dots

I must really made an impression

Y/n

You’re lucky your pretty

Jason

I knew it

You’re only into me because of my looks

Y/n

-_-

I’m going to bed

Jason

No, no no wait

I went a little to far, I’m sorry

Y/n

You’re forgiven

Can I call you? Or are you too busy for that?

Jason

Not busy persay, just I’m with my friends and I’m not yet ready for you to meet them

Y/n

Afraid I’ll run away?

Jason

Something like that

Sometimes they can be a little too much

And protective

Other then that, I wouldn’t mind hearing your beautiful voice

Y/n

Oof, maybe I should go to bed

I’m red like a tomato

Jason

Sounds like a sight to see

Y/n

I’m sure it is

…

Are you okay?

And don’t just saying something cheesy like

Jason

I’m better now that I’m talking to you

Y/n

You son of a bitch

I told you not to say something like that

Smooth fucker

Jason

But I am telling the truth

Something came up last night that triggered something

I had to leave town for the day, but my friends showed up and we talked.

Roy said something about you being worried

I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you

I just, I needed to deal with it before I could see you or talk to you

Y/n

No I get

Probably didn’t help with all my messages

But I’m glad you’re feeling better

Still dealing with it?

Jason

Yeah

But once it’s done, I’ll come and see you

Promise

Y/n

Take your time with it, I don’t mind the wait

I’m just glad you to hear from you

Jason

I’m so glad I met you

Y/n

Me too

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BFV Spa & Care [4:07pm]: You’ve received a package. To have the package delivered to your villa, please REPLY.

BFV Spa & Care [4:11pm]: Hello Mrs. Luthor. Yes, we can confirm the package has been inspected by security. A note has been included. Advance opening requires your authorization.

BFV Spa & Care [4:11pm]: Yes, of course Mrs. Luthor. The contents are an 8oz container of aloe gel. The message says ‘Because I know you forgot sunscreen. - KD’

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