#She isn't answering she's not done anything so I'm a bit stressed and late on work ??? But also I want to wait for her to answer

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Hard difficulty mode : Playing Unwound Future without crying

Expert difficulty mode : Finding a blue hat that's NOT jeans for your Clive cosplay

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Chapter 27

Summary: Things are progressing well between Y/n and Wanda. But maybe not so much for the kids.

A/n: Thank you guys for waiting as long as you have. I am so sorry for the wait. It's been a stressful year 🙃

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You are sitting in your apartment at your kitchen table, scrolling on an email on your laptop. Now that your two year lease is up, the building management sent you the new contract. They're raising your rent two hundred dollars a month beginning January. You chew on your lip as you read each line carefully. You can't do an extra two hundred dollars on top of what you already pay. You're still paying off medical bills and other debts.

You breathe slowly as you look for the next place to live but most places nearby are a hundred dollars more than you pay now or are around the price this place wants you to pay. You rub your face as you try to consider your options. But unfortunately, you need to live in this area in order to keep Rachel in the school she's currently attending.

That money from Jean's mom is starting to look really good right about now. You blow air past your lips as you shut your laptop. You have a couple of months before anything happens. You have time to figure something out. You finish your coffee and finish getting ready for work.

Wanda rubs her temples during her meeting. A meeting that could have been a simple email. But of course, too many people have proven that they don't even look at their emails. She checks the time and notices that it's dangerously close to pick-up time. She knows that she won't make it out in time. She excuses herself to the restroom and pulls out her phone. She starts to text Agatha for help when she remembers that she doesn't need to ask a friend for favors like this anymore.

She has a partner now. A person she can rely on. At least she hopes she can. So she calls you instead.

“Hey you,” you answer as you're driving, on your way to pick up Rachel. “What's up?”

Wanda bites her lips as she suddenly grows nervous. “Hey, I'm stuck in a meeting and I won't be able to make it to the school in time-”

“Say no more, I've got the boys. I'm already on my way to pick up Rachel. I'll see you when you get home. Is there anything else I can do for you?” You answer cheerfully, happy to be able to help her since she has done so much for you in the past.

“Really? Are you sure? Because I can call Agatha or my mom if it's too much,” she says nervously. She's not sure why all of a sudden she is worried that you'll be upset about doing her this favor.

“It's not too much. Honey, I'm happy to do it. This will be the first of many times that I'll be picking up our kids,” you say with ease, not hesitating to claim her kids as your own. Wanda's heart flutters. She can't believe it. She is finally with a person that wants to be a parent and not with someone that just wants kids. She had no idea there was a difference until now.

“Thank you, I,” she was getting ready to say something until she looked at her watch and saw that it's been a few minutes. “I have to go. I love you. Bye!” She says before quickly hanging up and returning to her meeting.

You grow giddy as you get ready to pick up the kids from school. You park and walk up to the building. You find them talking to each other in the courtyard with a group of kids you remember from the birthday party for Tommy and Billy. Your daughter doesn't notice you but one of her friends does and nudges her as she points in your direction. Rachel isn't too happy to see you. She's been growing a bit of an attitude towards you lately. You do your best not to take it personally but it's difficult to see the change from bringing the light in her eyes to becoming an annoyance in her life.

Rachel says her goodbyes and heads towards you. “Alright, let's go I guess.” She says as she tries to pass by. You stop her by grabbing onto the handle on the top of her backpack.

“Hold on,” you say as you release her. “I'm taking Tommy and Billy too. Wanda is busy at work today.”

Rachel makes a face at the statement. “Doesn't she work from home?”

You nod, “Yes but she had an in-person meeting today. Just, please go grab them. We'll be eating at their house tonight.”

Rachel sighs and walks back to the group to grab Tommy and Billy. You're confused as to why she is annoyed that the two of you are joining Wanda and her kids for dinner. Tommy walks past you without looking at you. Then Billy gives you a quick smile as he passes. Rachel grumbles that she gets to sit in shotgun as she walks past you.

Something was going on with the kids and you knew you had to get to the bottom of it eventually. However, they are pre-teens and it could just be hormones. You get in the truck and drive the three kids to Wanda’s house.

“Make sure you guys do your homework before you start playing,” you say as Tommy heads towards the stairs.

“You're not my dad,” Tommy grumbles as he slows down and trudges up the steps, his mood quickly shifting at the mention of homework.

“No, I'm not. But I am in charge of you until your mom gets home,” you state with a calm firmness. There's no reason to get upset with him because he's right. However, he still needs to respect you as an adult and he still needs to take care of his responsibilities.

“Whatever dude,” Tommy grumbles on his way up. You're surprised by his attitude towards you but you figured this would happen eventually. Billy looks at you as he sets his backpack on an empty seat at the kitchen table.

“We haven't seen or heard from our dad in a couple of weeks. The last time we saw him, dad told us that Mom is evil and that you and her are planning on keeping us away from him,” Billy admits. He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose before continuing to unpack his bag.

“You have to know that's not true,” you say as you sit down across from him. Trying to make eye contact so that he knows that you're being honest with him. “Your mom would never keep you boys away from your father. She knows how important family is. She knows how much he means to the two of you. That would never happen.”

You watch as tears spring to his eyes and threaten to fall. “Is it bad that I wanted him to be telling the truth?” Billy says in a small voice as he starts to get worked up. You rise and walk around the table cautiously.

“Billy, why would you think such a thing?” You ask with concern as you continue to approach him.

“Because I can be myself here. I can dance and I can sing and I can audition for the school plays. I can't do that over there. He hates me. I think he really hates me,” Billy admits through his tears. He wipes his face with the sleeve of his shirt.

“Hey buddy,” you say softly as you wrap your arms around him. Billy starts to shake and sob against your chest. “That's not true. Dad's are complicated. He loves you with all of his heart. He just doesn't know how to show it.” You try to comfort Billy the best that you can. Without saying things that he might one day repeat to his father.

You avoid overstepping when you can because you know that it's not you who suffers the consequences. It's the boys. Wanda does her best to keep Vision in the dark about what she does but the boys get chatty when they are excited. Especially Billy. He always wants to be open about what's going on in his life. You don't believe he should have to suppress that part of himself but his father is very sensitive.

Billy calms down after a bit and gets started on his homework. Rachel eventually moves from the living room into the dining area when she has too many questions and gets tired of shouting for your attention. Then Tommy returns to the main floor when he's finished pouting in his room.

You step away from their little study group when your phone starts buzzing. It's Wanda, your heart smiles at the silly image from her contact. “Hey you,” you answer softly.

“Hey babe, it sounds quite on your end. You didn't kill them did you?” She asks with a short giggle. You're happy to hear that she's in high spirits. No longer sounding as stressed as she did earlier.

“Yeah, you called while I was in the middle of digging up the backyard. Do you think I'll need a hole for each or will one suffice? I mean, they're pretty small for their age.” You add playfully as you check on them from around the corner. A smile is on each of their formerly grouchy faces.

“I think one should be fine,” Wanda states as you hear her enter her car. The sound quality on the phone changes as she switches to her car's bluetooth. “Can you hear me?”

“Yeah, I can hear you fine. How was your meeting?” You ask as you take a seat on the sofa.

“It was bleh but you helped me a lot. I was so stressed about getting the boys home. When you picked them up for me it relieved a lot off my shoulders so thank you,” Wanda says gratefully.

“Wanda, you don't have to thank me,” you remind her as you play with the armrest of the sofa. “Are you heading home now?”

“Yeah, I'm on my way. I should be there in a half hour or so to relieve you of your duties,” she says the last part in a playful tone and you smile at her silliness.

“What if I don't want that?” You ask as an idea pops up in your mind.

“What do you mean?” Wanda’s tone tightens up a bit.

“I mean, what if this became permanent?” You ask with a shrug even though you know she can't see you.

“Look, I know I said I don't want a gaudy proposal but I will not accept one over the phone,” Wanda states half jokingly with a firmness in her tone.

“No, that's no. What I'm saying, or at least trying to anyway. What if we moved in together?” You ask, holding your breath as you wait for a response.

“Oh, um. Are you sure we should take that step so soon?” She asks, her brain and her heart having conflicting feelings.

“I'm just putting it out there,” you state in a simple tone to remove some of the weight.

“I will think about it and get back to you,” Wanda says in a stunned tone. You try to not feel a type of way about her answer. Then she makes up something about needing to focus on driving so the two of you hang up. You start to feel embarrassed and restless so you walk to the kitchen to start cooking.

When Wanda arrives at the house, you are still fumbling around in the kitchen while the kids help you. Once they finished their homework they decided to help you instead of continuing to laugh at your mistakes. Wanda stands in the kitchen entrance and watches you. She watches the way you are with her kids. The way you are with your own child. She watches you until you notice her and she notices how your eyes brighten up when you see her. Just the simple action of something you have no control over, causes her fears and worries to melt away completely. She walks into the kitchen and greets you with a short and sweet kiss to your lips.

“Let's do it,” she whispers.

Chapter 28

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A Lovers' Circle (Poly Haishira x Reader) Ch12 The Heart's Not Just A Muscle P2

(Hearts conquered so far: Mitsuri, Kanae, Sanemi, Gyomei,Giyuu, and now Shinobu is getting her time to shine.

Warnings for Shinobu/Y/n getting soda thrown at them.)

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The next morning was better. He felt less tired and more energized than last night and was able to get some house chores done. At the moment he was enjoying the peace and quiet of the calm morning. Sipping on some coffee she gave him and just all around enjoying not having to do anything else right now.

That was until the doorbell rang.

DING DONG!!

The sound of it had both look up from the kitchen table and towards the door that was clearly visible from the kitchen.After a second he sighed and slowly made himself stand up. He eventually got up to get it as she was busy compiling the footage of their work so far and labeling the dates with the right videos. She was more tech savvy than him so she'd be better at doing it anyways. So she went back to transferring most of the video files to a series of hard drives with dates and time stamps edited into the video. She'd hand over the hard drives to the professor when they turned in their project at the end of November. For now she'd get what files they already had organized along with their notes.

Giyuu's footsteps echoed in the apartment before he opened the door. From where the kitchen was and where she was sat, she could clearly see who stood in the doorway if she looked up from the screen 

"Hi, Giyuu!" The familiar voice made her pause before looking up from the screen and raising a brow at the woman bundled up smiling in the doorway. "Chilly today isn't it?"

Y/n? What was she doing here this early?..And why was she holding a giant paper bag?

He stared at her with his back to his girlfriend. "Yes." Eventually he answered slowly. "I thought we weren't going to meet until later."

"We weren't but I have something for you." She blinked as a giant paper bag was heaved up and into his arms. The paper crinkling with the shift of ownership.

"..What is this?"

"Some new food you can try. You mentioned getting a bit tired with your usual food so I made you some new dishes to try out for a few days." Her hand gestured to the large bag "You got some saba no shioyaki, tonkatsu, a container of onigiri in there somewhere, katsudon, oyakodon, a salad, and some homemade taiyaki. Oh. I also made you some salmon Daikin and there's one container of ginger tsukudani for Shinobu. They might not be very good because it's my first time making them."

"Why?"

"Your sister mentioned that it's your favorite food, and Kanae told me when I asked about-"

"No. Just..." His face slowly slipped down to the bag again. Just staring at it. "Why?"

"Oh... It's because sometimes we all just need someone to reach out and help." Purple eyes slowly widened from behind the screen. "I've noticed that you've been stressed lately and it's fine that you don't want to talk to me about it, but if you'd ever like to I'd be happy to listen to you."

And then there was a tense silence between the two of them before the wind blew making her shiver again.

"You go ahead and take today off. I'll just do the project myself today and email Shinobu the video when I'm done walking around. Relax and get better soon. Ok? If you need to call me just ask Mei or Shinobu for my number. They both have it. And don't worry about my tupperware. You can give it back to me when you're all finished. No rush."

He continued to stare but flinched as a warm hand patted one of his still holding onto the bag before she turned and began walking away from the door until she couldn't see Y/n anymore. Giyuu stood there for a while before slowly turning around back to Shinobu's still wide eyes, allowing her to see his red face. Slowly the door was closed using a leg with a click and his footfalls sounded out as he walked himself back into the kitchen.  Paper crinkled as the bag was slowly placed the bag on the table between the two.

And then they stared in silence some more. Before they exchanged looks with each other. And then slowly Giyuu reached out slowly and opened up the large bag, pulling the edge back enough to peek inside. Dark Blue eyes blinked before a hand reached inside and a second later a medium sized Tupperware container was pulled out.

Giyuu weighed it in his hands with a hum despite the pink to his face. "Still warm."

"Open it."

He did so and immediately the smell of pork and cabbage filled the air. "Tonkatsu." He looked at her.

"Well don't just sit there. You haven't had anything to eat all morning." She nodded to him. "Eat it."

Giyuu took his time turning to go dig out chopsticks from a kitchen drawer before sitting himself back down at the kitchen table in front of the warm meal. Dark Blue eyes just staring at it for a long moment before he reached inside and pulled out a small piece of the breaded pork cutlets. It smelled so good even to her just sitting there. He slowly placed it into his mouth.

Blue eyes WIDENED. Going as wide as plates as he slowly chewed on the food. Before his chewing increased as he immediately dipped back down into the container. A moment later he so sweetly held up a piece to her wanting to try it obviously. She did accepting his offer and immediately the sweet taste of pork and spices filled her mouth with the punch of a firecracker. 

Shinobu hummed. "That is actually very good."

 She watched as he just continued to eat his fill. A twinge of pleasant color rising to his cheeks. Contentment as he sighed through his nose and let a satisfied him leave him as she silently watched. How long has it been since she's seen him so happy about food? Usually neither one of them has time to really cook so it was usually leftovers, take out, or instant meals like frozen TV dinners or instant ramen. He offered something again to her but she held up a hand to stop him.

"Oh no. Those she made for you. Eat something and feel better."

"But she did make you something." He again shoved a arm into the bag and pulled out a small Tupperware container before pushing it out towards her.

She did huh? Taking it and opening it let the scents of ginger and soy sauce fill the air. Ginger tsukutani. That was her favorite food. Hm. It smelt good and it was still warm too. The pleasantly kind of warm, not too hot but not cold at all. ..It must've taken her all night to make them all of this, and she insisted on not worrying them about their project. Her hum echoed in the kitchen as Giyuu continued to eat in content. His happy stomach welcoming the rare addition of homemade goods. 

"Interesting. This might require a little more consideration."

She decided to look into it a bit more starting the following few hours. As promised, Y/n had sent her an email and with it was attached a video file of her doing a series of jumping jacks, jogging in place, and then ending in her doing yoga the rest of the hour. Gyomei's voice was heard in the background asking what-

"Honey, what take out do you want to order tonight? I can make something instead so you don't have to worry about cooking tonight."

His caring nature had her smiling. Gyomei was always so considerate of everyone around him, and since starting a relationship with Y/n he's only gotten much more happier. She was genuinely happy for him. Y/n was genuinely a very happy kind woman and Gyomei couldn't ask for a better girlfriend.  However what she wasn't expecting was for some of her own partners and even her own sister to also fall for her. 

She supposed Mitsuri was predicable and Kanae was understandable if surprising. But Sanemi? Giyuu?

Perhaps it was the curiosity that prompted her to email her back-

'Shinobu:

                  Hey. Thanks for the file! Sorry we couldn't join you today. Giyuu won't be able to join us for most of this week, so are you alright with working with me on it this week?'

It took her only a few minutes to respond back.

'Y/n:

           Hi, Shinobu! Yeah that's fine. Did you guys like the food? I have to be quick because Mei n I are watching a movie Mitsuri leant us. Yeah that works. Do you want to meet tomorrow after classes and work?'

'Shinobu:

                  I can't. I'm working late. But I'm free Tuesday afternoon. You free then?'

'Y/n: 

              Sure! I can meet you after work by the park. See u then!'

Well that certainly sounded like a good time. Alright then. Tuesday. That was when she was going to be getting a few answers to her curiosity.

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"Shinobu! Hi!"

She happily waved over the purple eyes woman with a big smile and a thick turtleneck sweater draped over her top. It was a bit nippy today just going into November, however she was surprised when she saw a bouncing pink haired woman next to her not so subtly giving Y/n a loving expression. 

"Hello," she greeted them both and with a curious tilt looked at Mitsuri. "I'm surprised to see you here. I don't think you're doing the project with us."

She shook her head braids swaying. "Nope! Obi's going meditating with Mei and my dance classes were cancelled after the teacher sprained her ankle." She gushed looking at them both. "So I had nothing to do but Y/n invited me to come along with you guys!!"

"I hope that's ok." Y/n tilted her head. "I'd really like to get to know Mei's family better, and I genuinely like hanging out with you guys. I figured Mitsuri could film while you take notes again so we're not trying to juggle everything ourselves."

Ah right. Sunday and Monday Y/n had to both do the project herself because Giyuu and herself were busy, and she had to finish compiling everything into thumb drives IN order with labels and dates along with her notes. Honestly she was surprised when she got a second email Monday night with another email but you were doing the project with them so it made sense.

"No problem at all. I think the extra hand will be very useful!"

"Oh that reminds me. I made you both copies of class notes from today and yesterday!" She gestured to the backpack slung over her shoulders. "Figured you'd be needing them too."

"I appreciate that. So what exactly are we doing today?"

"I figured we'd just walk around the park again. It's easy enough and we could go for some food afterwards. My treat!" She happily smiled at Mitsuri who lit up. "MacDougal's sounds like a good place to get burgers. Five burgers for ten dollars is a good deal and I can get you ten for only twenty dollars!"

"Oh you don't have to do that for me!"

"I want to! You're always letting me use your employee discount at the cafe so it's only fair! You're a kind person!" Mitsuri squealed out in delight clutching her cheeks. "And you deserve it!" She squealed out more excitedly bouncing on her heels. A sight that even made Shinobu smile wider. "Of course I'd get something for you too Shinobu."

She held up a hand to her. "Oh no. I couldn't ask you to buy me anything."

"Not even one of their famous cappuccinos?"

"...Ok. A coffee then." 

That only pulled out a few giggles from the both of them before they actually got to work. Shinobu taking notes as Mitsuri bounced beside her as she wrote happily filming as Y/n walked. The crisp cold air chilling them the closer to December. 

"Hey, Shinobu. How's Kanao doing?" The sudden name drop of her baby sister was something that had gotten said woman to snap up in question. 

After a moment she looked back down. "She's doing fine."

"I hope she likes her dress! I bet she'll look beautiful in it!"

Ah yes. Her dress. The one for almost three months Kanao had been eyeing every time she passed it on her way to home and school. It was rather pretty but expensive so that's why it took their parents so long to save up for it. Only problem was that the old crab in charge of running the store had refused to sell it to them once she found out that a teenager was planning on using it for a dance. Even denied Kanae when she offered to buy it instead. She thinks that she hated children but whatever the circumstances were..

Had Y/n not gone in to get her the dress, Kanao would have come back rather more disappointed. Instead she got to experience putting on the dress at home and smiling as their mother INSISTED on taking pictures for her scrapbook. Imagine her surprise when Kanae relayed the tale to her much later...Which begged the question-

"If you'd like, I'll reimburse you for the dress. It's not a problem."

"Oh no. It's perfectly alright." She smiled wider. "It wasn't fair she couldn't get it in the first place. I'm just glad she's happy now."

"You didn't have to help her."

"I know. I didn't do it because I had to, but because I wanted to. I'm just sorry Kanae had to deal with Jake after all that."

"How noble of you!," Mitsuri gushed nearly fumbling with the phone.

Shinobu only hummed again as she continued her work. Although she didn't miss the way f/c orbs seemed to linger on her a little bit longer than normal. She brushed it off as her waiting to continue the conversation with her.

"Did you like the food I made you?"

"Yes. The ginger tzukutani was delicious," she said bring honest because..well it WAS delicious. "Thank you. How did you ever find out?"

"Sanemi was talking to me about my ohagi recipe and Kanae mentioned some of your favorite foods. I hope you don't mind."

Ah. Kanae. Of course she'd mention it. 

"Not at all. Like I said it's delicious."

"What about the other things?"

"Giyuu let me have a piece of his tonkatsu. I think you might've used a bit too much breading but otherwise it was good."

"His? I made those for both of you because you were hungry."

Shinobu paused immediately. Feet stopping in motion and purple eyes snapping up. Mitsuri and Y/n had also stopped in their tracks to look at her. Silence resumed other than the distant ambience of others in the park around them. For a long moment no one spoke before Shinobu blinked.

"... Hungry?"

"I don't mean you're starving," Y/n explained calmly, "But Giyuu mentioned that  he can get worn out from the repeated pattern in foods he eats, but I've been noticing that the same happens to you. All you ever seen to consume is caffeine and I've noticed that you seem to skip meals... That's not exactly very good for you."

Purple eyes widened at her. Stunned by the observation but stunned still as she pointed at her. 

"Even now I can tell you're hungry. You haven't eaten anything yet today or barely anything at all. I know the look from my job. You gotta be alert and on look out for things with kids all the time. So after this, I'm getting you something to eat. And make sure you eat some of what I gave you guys later. You shouldn't be skipping meals."

'You shouldn't be skipping meals.'

Now where had she heard that before? Oh right. From nearly every one of her partners and sister. Mostly from Hinatsuru, Kanae, and Rengoku however. No one could've really known that she was doing that unless they were a close family or friend or very observant. The latter stunning her by surprise for a moment.

"...If that's what you want."

"Good! Because as long as we're doing the project together, I'm not going to let you two eat anything bland! I already got some recipes for o-taro sashimi and homemade mochi I want you both to try too!" Y/n smiled before reaching out to pat Shinobu's shoulder. 

"Hhhhhaaahh!! Do you know how to make okonomiyaki?!"

Y/n giggled at Mitsuri's nearly drooling expression. "I made it for Mei yesterday for lunch. If you'd like, I can make you some tonight and you can pick it up tomorrow at the daycare."

"KYAA!! YOU'RE SO KIND Y/N-CHAN!!  I COULD HUG YOU RIGHT NOW-!!"

"Let's finish up the project for today first. We're a few minutes behind now so we'll have to walk a little bit longer to make up for lost time."

Things thankfully got back on track and even if they were a little behind. She'd have to edit the footage later before adding it to the database.  Although purple eyes kept stealing glances at f/c eyes as she politely listened to Mitsuri babble on about her dance classes and favorite positions of ballet. But soon the hour was done, project for the day was finished, and appetites were heavy. It was near the end of the day now and it was only a little bit until the sun went down. So it would be a good time to get dinner. 

The local MacDougal's burger place was only a twelve minute walk away from the park and the smell of grilled burgers was enough to entice all three of them towards the fast food joint. The little bell above the door rang and as the three of them walked into the establishment. No one was in there except for a middle aged woman frowning and sitting by herself eating what looked like chicken tenders, and the cashier who was boredly spraying the front counter before wiping it down with a cloth. 

Although he looked up when he heard chiming from the bell. Dark blue eyes widened at the three familiar figures walking inside.

"HI, GIYUU!!," Mitsuri greeted loudly waving a full arm as the two women filed in behind her. "OH MY GOSH YOU'RE STILL HERE?!"

Said black haired man wore an orange and yellow uniform shirt with the letters MD stitched into a breast pocket and a visor was on his head. He watched as his partner, his girlfriend, and Y/n walked in. Three beautiful women smiling and waving at him making his cheeks go a light pink before making eye contact with Shinobu and slowly smiling a little. 

"Hi, Giyuu." Y/n greeted him next stopping in front of the register. "You look like about ready to close. Is this a bad time?"

He cleared his throat to not come off as flustered before speaking. "Not really. My shift ends in another hour and a half. I'm cleaning up before the night shift comes by. It's been a slow day so I'm almost done. I already swept and mopped everywhere."

"Are you alone?"

"No. The cook is cleaning up one of the grills. Did you three want to order?"

"Yes please! You still taking orders right?" He nodded before putting down said objects and standing in front of the register looking at her expectantly. "Can I get a two large strawberry milkshakes with two of those five burgers for ten dollars deals? With two double bacon burgers cola, and a cappuccino?"

"Would you like fries with all of those burgers?"

"Yes!"

"Your total is fifty two ninety seven," he stated after pressing a few buttons on the register as Y/n was already holding up her card. "I'll get the cook to work on it right away."

"Thanks, Giyuu! Did you like the food I left you?'

Again a deeper pink flushed over him as he nodded. "Yes. I had the taiyaki for my lunch today...T-Thank you."

"No problem. Let me know when you're done and I'll make you and Shinobu more!"

Giyuu again stared at her pink as Mitsuri giggled and Shinobu rose a brow but soon the food was paid for and being a fast food joint, the food was fastly brought out to them. Mitsuri wasted no time laying way through the two milkshakes and ten pairs of burgers and fries brought out just for her! Honestly Shinobu thought she'd jump across the table just to kiss Y/n for getting her such a big meal. Herself? Well Y/n had given her a look until she began eating the admittedly delicious food making her smile and only then did she start eating herself. About halfway through her burger she slid Mitsuri her own fries as she had already finished with her large order. Happily accepting them before also wolfing them down. 

"I'll go throw away the trash."

And so it was offered by Y/n as they all got up to leave. Well they were leaving, Shinobu was going to wait for Giyuu's shift to end before walking back to their shared apartment. But that was when IT struck. 

"Excuse me. There was something wrong with my food!" 

A rude sounding lady's voice cut through the air as they turned. Y/n being the closest to the voice dumping the wrappers into a trashcan sat between their table and the register. Standing at the register was a the woman from before. Standing before the counter arms crossed holding a cup of whatever she had been drinking, feet tapping, and scowl on her face. Glaring at Giyuu who blinked.

"...Oh. What's wrong?"

"I ordered a ten piece chicken tender meal!," she practically screeched into Giyuu's ever somber face. "There was only nine pieces! And they weren't cooked all the way!"

"Oh. Well if you return the meal I can see what's wrong and maybe we can get you a new one?," he offered.

"Just give me a refund on it!", she demanded.

"I can't do that unless I have proof of the food being incomplete and you show me a receipt."

"THAT'S OUTRAGEOUS!!" She wailed throwing her arms to her side fists balled up. "I WAS FORCED TO EAT A MEDIOCRE MEAL NOT EVEN FINISHED AND YOU WON'T EVEN FUCKING GIVE ME MY MONEY BACK?!"

"Wait.." His brow rose. "So the meal was bad..but you still ate it? And you have no receipt but you still want a refund?...I can't do that."

"WHAT?!"

"I don't make the rules, I just work here."

"I WANT THE MANAGER!!"

A tired sigh escaped Giyuu's mouth. "He's not here today. If you want, I can give you corporates phone number and you can file a complaint with them."

A Vien popped in her forehead as she growled. "HOW DARE YOU?! I SPEND HUNDREDS OF MY OWN MONEY HERE YOU'RE LUCKY TO BE GETTING MY BUSINESS!!"

Giyuu tired deadpanned face didn't change as she fired insults and curses at him. However he did notice when a smaller hand tapped her on the shoulder. The Karen snapped around so fast they were all expecting her neck to make a cracking sound as she whirled around to Shinobu who still smiled at her.

"I think it's really too unladylike to be having a child like tantrum.~"

"Who the hell are you?! Mind your own dam business!"

"I'm sorry but I'm afraid I can't do that. You see you are now they say acting like a bitch right now."

"HOW DARE YOU?! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!"

"Yes, yes. How dare you? Who's your manager? Do you know who I am? I'm calling the police. The usual Karen threats and questions." The woman trembled more with rage. "My you're entitled and extremely rude. I may not know who you are but I can make an educated guess.~" She smiled pointing at her. "You're an old bitch who thinks the world revolves around her so much that your gravitational pull sucks up everyone's time and energy.~" Her friendly tone and face still did waver other than closing her eyes. "You know this can be classified as harassment which as you know is against the law." F/c orbs widened as the arm holding the Karen's cup was pulled back. "So why don't you leave before someone actually calls the police on yo-"

S P L A S H!!

Dark liquid and ice went flying through the air. Sticky and syrupy no doubt some kind of too sweet soda from the fast food place. It all went flying through the air and splattered against the warmth of both wool fabric and soft skin with a splash sound. Mitsuri gasped loudly covering her mouth. Giyuu went wide eyed in surprise. The cook popped their head from the back hearing the noises. And Shinobu blinked at what happened.

Y/n spat out the too sweetened taste of cold root beer with a disgusted face. "PFFT!! UGH!!" With a sleeve she reached up in an attempt to get the sticky liquid off her face. "Man that's cold!"

Giyuu turned to the other worker. "Call the police! My girlfriends were assaulted!"

That's when the woman attempted to run, but was quickly snatched up by Mitsuri wrapping her arms around her middle squeezing hard enough to pin her arms to her sides before with a shrill shriek leaned back to lift the woman helplessly kicking her feet out in the air.

"YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE YOU BRUTE!!," she shouted back with a frown. "YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR HURTING Y/N-CHAN!!"

"GUYS!! I'm not hurt! It's just some soda."

"That she assaulted you with!," Giyuu shouted over the incoherent screaming of the woman. Already reaching for the phone. "If it had been hot coffee you could've gotten incredibly hurt! I'm not going to sit back and let another selfish person get away with hurting you."

"YEAH! ME NEITHER! CITIZENS ARREST!!"

"It's really not that big of a deal. I've gotten stuff spilt on me me before. Tell them, Shinobu.....Shinobu?"

Y/n turned to the silently stunned woman in question however Shinobu just stared at her processing what exactly had been done.

Y/n...had gotten between her and the crazy Karen.

Her nice turtleneck was now all set down the front with cold root beer that had been meant for her. A sleeve was still wiping at her face which was also splashed by the unexpected attack from the crazy woman. That...That was going to be her. That was supposed to be her. But she had stepped out between the two to take the brunt of the attack. What if that HAD been hot coffee?! She would've been severely burnt or worse!! What if had been something else just as worrisome?! Or what if it had been a punch?! Y/n continued to stare at the stunned face of Shinobu wiping at her face and neck.

"Shinobu? Hey, Shinobu!" She waved a hand in front of her face making her jolt. "Are you ok?! You're not hurt are you?" She shook her head no and Y/n sighed. "That's a relief. Thank goodness no one was seriously hurt."

"I called the police. They're on their way. Press charges when they get here."

Her head turned to Giyuu. "You seriously called them?"

It was all really a blur of voices and screams. Long story short the police did come back and made Mitsuri drop the Karen who immediately demanded that they arrest every single person in the place and threatened to sue them then sue the MacDougal's company and then she the police for not immediately 'doing their job' and had yadda yadda. Typical Karen shrieking. They explained their side and luckily there was security cameras for them to look at. Another long story short, she was taken away cussing and shrieking in handcuffs and Giyuu had to go get a mop to clean up the soda spilt all over the floor.

"Are you ok, Y/n?," Mitsuri asked concerned as Shinobu wiped her face down with some wet napkins.

"For the hundredth time yes. It's just soda. I'll just change and take a shower when I get home. Nothing some water and soap can't fix."

They still fussed over her face. "You shouldn't have done that. I could've handled it myself. And what if it had been something like hot coffee?"

"I couldn't just stand by and not do anything. You're like a friend to me." Shinobu blinked with a hum as she smiled. "And as I said I do want to get to know you guys better. So don't worry about it. Everyone's alright and that's all that matters. I'm just happy YOU'RE ok, Shinobu."

Shinobu once again blinked before turning to Mitsuri who again giggled much to Y/N's confusion. "What did I tell you guys?~"

"Tell them..what?"

"Oh nevermind. Let's get you home so you can properly clean up."

[staytinyville]

OUTLAW (45)

ATEEZ poly!ot8 x Reader

Cowboy AU / Wild West

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A/N BETA READ (@mariana-mmtz). PLEASE EXCUSE THE LATE UPDATE. It's holiday week so it's been a bit much. I don't have the chapters saved like I used to so I have to write them out day of. PLEASE FORGIVE. Tomorrow's update might be late too. SOOO probably not until Monday.

You never really thought of your own home to be something that you would be coming back to. You thought you would still have a while before leaving the house fully. But now standing in front of the building that you grew up in with your four other siblings, you realized how much you really miss home. 

Your time spent with the boys never really made you call for it but now that you had been gone for a few months things were falling on top of you. It didn’t call for stress on your part, in fact, it made you want to strive for more. Made you want to finish things quicker so that you could keep everyone safe. 

Especially your family. 

“(Y/N).” Your mother called out when you walked into the house, seeing all the boys following behind you. “What's going on?” She asked, wiping her hands on her apron from the dinner she was making. 

“Mom, I need you all to come with me.” You explained to her, looking at your sister who had been helping your mother. “Things are going to get rough and I need to keep you all safe.”

“Get rough?” Your mother frowned. She took another glance at all the boys who had somber looks. “(Y/N), what are you doing?” She asked you quietly. 

“Nothing that will get me harmed.” You immediately answered her. “I'm going to take father out of jail.” You sighed looking at her. “I need to protect you all.” 

Your older brother wasn’t in the home so you knew he was going to be in the hotel. But either way, it was best that your mother would take all four of them someplace that would be out of harm's way. You hoped things wouldn’t reach that point and maybe they wouldn’t, but just to be on the safe side. It was best to send your family away from Cromer. 

“You don't have to do anything.” Your mother shook her head, not understanding you completely. “You are our daughter and we are here to protect you.” She said pointedly. 

“Now it's my turn.” Yeosang spoke up behind you. “You've done all you can. You've raised such an amazing daughter and we can't thank you enough for that.”

You turned to face Yeosang, your chest hurting less from the guilt as you watched his soft expression. Each one of them had one as they looked at your family. Just as they cared for you, you knew they would care for them as well. Make sure with everything they had they would be safe. You were all in this together now. 

“Where will we be going?” Your sister spoke up, giving you a look when Yeosang said we. 

“We have a safe house in Hala.” Hongjoong spoke up, coming to the front to speak better with your mother. “It's not that far from here and there are people there going to take you in.” He explained.

“A safe house?” Your mother looked at you incredulously. “What kind of people are you?” She asked as she frowned looking over at the boys. 

“The ones who are trying to protect this country.” You stepped in front of your mom, defending the boys. “We were the ones who took the money from city hall.” You told her with confidence, not caring about spilling that big of a secret. 

“(Y/N)?!” Your mother gasped, while your sister only looked at you with wide eyes. 

“Mother, you have to understand we didn't do it out of malice.” You immediately began to explain your case. “The money we took we gave it back to the people.”

“But those are taxes the mayor asked for—” Hongjoong cut your mother off.

“And they weren't used properly.” He said. “He doesn't need that much money to support the city. He was sending it to Strickland.” 

Your mother began to frown as she took in his words. “Strickland? Isn't that a town by Aurora that helps people?”

You frowned at how she could have possibly thought of something like that. While she was right to say it was a town near Aurora that meant she must have heard of it before. 

“Not at all. It's a cult that's creating drugs.” Yunho answered her. 

“How do you know?” She asked him. 

“Because we used to live there. Everything you've been told about is a lie. It's not a sanctuary people claim it to be.” Yeosang explained to her. 

“How do you know about it?” You asked. 

You watched as she sighed quietly, looking away from you. 

“It was where Quaid told your father to send you.” Your mother looked down. 

You had to think about it for a moment before dropping your shoulders as it hit you what your mother was talking about. You can remember the time when your parents had been calling you names and thinking you were someone who slept around. 

This so-called place that was meant to help you turn into the proper wife was supposed to be Strictland? You understood now how it was they were going to turn into just that. Obviously all they were going to do was drug you into becoming emotionless. 

You could only imagine all the other people who their families send to that place. All those poor kids who were only doing what they wanted. If your parents were going to send you on the speculation that you were out with a lot of men, you could only imagine the harm that comes to the ones who actually were forced to go. 

“Why did he go to Quaid? My personal life has nothing to do with any of those people.” You scolded, looking appalled. 

“We know that now.” Your mother looked remorseful. “Hendricks was the one who told us Quaid could help.”

“Never liked that guy.” Jongho sneered, rolling his eyes. 

At the mention of Hendricks you automatically made a face. This man was starting to get on your nerves from how much he seemed to be butting into things he shouldn’t be. If all of this was just now coming to light because of a fraud of a judge, you could only imagine the kinds of bribes and the likes he was doing before. 

You sighed once more as you turned back to your family. You didn’t know what kind of person Hendricks was but you had an inkling that there was a large amount of things he would be willing to do if it came to money. You had to get things moving along before they caught wind of who were the real thieves. 

“Mom, please.” You grabbed her hands and held them to your chest. “Take the others and go to Hala. We'll go and get you when we can.”

“What about the hotel?” You mother shook her head. 

“You have the other employees. They'll handle it. It's just for a day.” You assured her. 

You watched as she took a glance at you before turning to the boys all waiting for an answer. Yeosang was the one who stood behind you as he watched the interaction but from afar your mother wasn’t blind to the looks the others had. 

They all had their eyes on you, soft looks within them as they waited for what your mother had to say. She could see–even from a distance–that you meant something to all of them in some way. 

“I'll go.” She sighed quietly. “But I want you to be truthful to me. Who are these boys to you?” She asked you.

You sputter for a moment, getting caught off guard by her question. “They are Yeosang's friends—”

“I'm not talking about Yeosang.” She stopped you. “I'm talking about you.”

She was your mother–the person who carried you within her stomach for nine months. You knew compared to others, your mother was still considered a bit odd by others for the way she raised you and your sister. Here you were barely getting married in your 20s while other girls had gotten married back when they were teens. 

Their mothers scolded them, made them turn into the perfect wives who would provide all that their husbands needed. Your mother never told you to find someone. She joked and laughed, but never forced. The other ladies would often talk about her. Claim she didn’t teach you and your sister right. Brought the both of you up to act like men who worked and brought in money. 

But she didn’t care. It was how her own mother raised her and it was how she was going to raise you. Coming from a household of nothing but women, your mother had to hold her own against men because she had to defend her sisters as they did her. She taught you and your sister everything that came with being a wife, but she also taught you how to be an individual person. 

Maybe there were points she did regret it, but looking at you now–seeing who you were meant to be made her feel proud. This was who you were meant to be. Someone much more than just a wife or a hotel worker. This was the life meant for you and she wanted to hear you say it. 

“They're special to me.” You explained softly. “They mean a lot and I want to go wherever they go.”

Your mother looked at the boys again, almost breaking her character as she saw how each one of the boys smiled and blushed at your comment. They tried to cover it up quickly, not wanting to be caught for having feelings for you. They didn’t want to make things worse with your family.

It was unconventional and something she might not ever get used to, but she was your mother and you were her daughter. She would love you regardless of who you were with or what you did. You knew right from wrong–she didn’t teach you them for nothing. But looking over all those boys made her see that not matter where you went they would always take care of you. 

“You're an adult.” She turned to you. “I can't stop you from doing what you want. But please stay safe. I know you've always been an independent person and have your own wants and needs. But please keep me in mind. I don't want to get a letter saying something happened to you.” She finished, running a hand along your cheek. 

“We will protect (Y/N) with our life.” Hongjoong spoke up from beside you. “You have my word–as captain.”

She smiled gratefully giving one last glance over all the boys. “Please get your father out.” She told you.

“Of course.”

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[indooroutdoorboyfriend]

some misha lore i suppose sooo. yea. keep scrollin. 👍

been considering how insaneee his neuroticism is lately. it TRULY runs deep, it's absurd. every waking moment he is overwhelmed with this fear that he is going to commit some sort of unforgivable sin. or just, like, fuck up tremendously in general. misha is this oddball anxiety-sufferer where—instead of being a meek people-pleaser, like me—he is pretty aggressive about it. which i think makes it harder for him to view this as suffering; a commissar is supposed to be proud and uptight and scrupulous, that's sort of their whole thing.

if he were a soft little guy (he WAS, at one point, but let's ignore that) THEN he'd be a failure. he sees nothing wrong with holding himself to the highest possible standards, even if any sane person would tell him they're unattainable. in misha's mind, perfection is ABSOLUTELY attainable—he's simply not good enough yet. he just needs to work harder and become stronger. his ambition and perfectionism kinda go hand-in-hand; he wouldn't be goal-driven whatsoever if he weren't petrified of failure. so he definitely isn't doing what he's doing "for the imperium!!", though he'll probably tell you he is (that's the Correct answer, after all). he just wants to be entirely clean, entirely pure, stripped of any and all imperfection. he NEEDS to be useful. he NEEDS to do well.

in a way i think this makes him a bit more similar to heinrix lol (i will never not be comparing the two, i'm afraid). neither of them really have identities beyond being Useful Tools. both of them are constantly worried about screwing up and being disposed of—or, even worse, abandoned by everyone.

it's just that, in misha's case, he already HAS fucked up TREMENDOUSLY. and his primary concern is preventing anyone from figuring this out. so while he's trying to project this image of a Cool, Steely, Stoic Commissar™ that mask tends to slip quite a bit. so now he's not only worried about fulfilling his commissarial duties, and going above-and-beyond THAT, but also trying to prevent his greatest fuck-up being exposed to the world. the stress is eating him alive and it is fairly obvious to anyone with any amount of perception skill lol. he is incredibly self-serving in this way—more like a beast trying to do anything it takes to survive. kinda like how a drowning human will apparently push and shove and clamber over someone trying to rescue them, without any concern for THEIR wellbeing, just because their brain is absolutely freaking out over drowning??

he WILL try to kill idira (multiple times!) because she is a telepath and diviner (and also mutants = icky) and absolutely totally knows exactly what he's done and she IS going to rat on him and he WILL have his failures laid out before the entire galaxy. he WILL immediately jump to conclusions whenever you're speaking, no matter how friendly or neutral you're trying to be. he WILL perceive everyone as a potential enemy.

misha isn't under some illusion where he thinks he comes across well or anything. he knows that he's awkward and jittery. he knows his Cool and Collected persona isn't very convincing, to those who care to Lewk at all. but the alternative (in his eyes, anyway) is revealing himself to be an emotional chaotic mess of a man who can't do anything besides whimper and sob violently and plead for a swift death. which would obviously be far more embarrassing.

his Vibe comes across like...a rescue dog with a bite history, which keeps getting returned to the shelter because of its consistently poor behaviour? and it just keeps growing worse and worse over time due to all this stress? but it just isn't able to Be Normal long enough to stay adopted?? basically what i'm saying is, the 40k universe is NOT a no-kill shelter and misha's euthanasia date is in three hours (and he KNOWS somehow and is freaking out) lol.

[painful-pooch]

A Trigger Unleashed

Hey guys! It's been a minute haha. I finally found some writer's juice and wrote part two of @ocean-blue-whump and I's collab: From Tyrant to Martyr. This was definitely an idea sparked by @whumpninja and @whumperofworlds that I wanted to do.

Part 1: The Start

@i-eat-worlds I thought you'd enjoy a Kieran moment in this, so here's your tag.

Hope you guys like it!

TW: military whump, ptsd, violence, stoic whumpee, missing whumpee, team leader gone mad, team whump

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"This is going to be easier than anything you've done, kid. I promise. We'll be back for dinner, and I'll even toss in dessert."

"You sure about that, old man? I have to work with Kieran of all people. You know he's an asshole and doesn't want me on the team."

"I promise he will warm up to you eventually. It'll be in and out. Just stand watch with him and be his spotter. You can't get farther away from the real danger than that."

"I'm not fragile..."

"No, you're not fragile by any means, but we have our orders and we will execute them as need be. Next mission, I'll make sure you're in on the breaching team so you can get some experience. Now rest up. You got a big day tomorrow."

After The Mission

Bruno checks the time on his watch, counting down when he has to go to his after-mission brief with General Kane. He has an idea of how it'll go this time, considering during the mission, things didn't go according to the plan. No... not one bit. His daughter - Lieutenant Marlow Stenberg- has been taken, and he must now answer as to why it happened.

He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, the stress of the unknown eating at his conscious. "Better go in before he has another reason to tear a new one into me." He pushes himself away from the desk, standing up and checking himself in the mirror. His uniform a pure reflection of himself, no loose ends or strings in sight, his rank dead center on his chest. He wants to climb the ranks and prove to himself, and his family, that he can go the distance. His obstinate behavior ensures that he always get the mission done in the safest way possible. However, his SEAL counterpart, Lieutenant Commander 'Richie' Richard Trembley, thinks the mission should come first, no matter the consequences. This has lead Bruno and Richie to clash in more ways than one, but Kane prefers Richie's mentality.

Though it doesn't matter. He's the actual leader of a Joint Command team. It's Bruno’s law over Richie's opinion. That being said, Bruno is on the hook for any mistakes made during missions, this one included. He should have been there and put a stop to anything. It's all his fault she's missing and probably suffering at the hands of her assailants.

He runs his hand across his stubble and averts his gaze from the mirror. What will happen in that office, he doesn't know. What he does know, is that he won't be coming out feeling like a million dollars. Kane is good about sending him out feeling like the muck on the sole of a shoe. That isn't a problem anyways; he already feels like the worst leader and father in the world.

"Enough delaying, idiot," he mutters to himself, clearing his throat. "Time to get it over with." He leaves the office and makes his way to Kane's in under 7 minutes, still 5 minutes early from the time he was given. The deeply rooted military part of him is beyond pleased by this, but then the looming danger hits him like a truck when General Kane rips open the door, glaring at Bruno.

"You're late. Get the fuck inside and stand at attention, you useless sack of shit." The look in his eyes were enough to tell Bruno he's about to undergo something he hasn't been through before in all his years.

Bruno nods curtly and enters the office, the door getting slammed behind him by General Kane. He stands in front of the desk, standing at attention and presenting a salute. "Sir, Lieutenant Colonel Stenberg reports as ordered."

Kane, now behind the desk, waves his hand. "Stand at Parade Rest. I don't have the respect for you to salute back. Now, you better start explaining to me what happened last night and why we are missing Tyrant, your own daughter. It had better be a good reason for it."

He swallows back his worries, knowing Kane isn't one to be fought with; not this time. "Sir, last night's mission was as follows: I had the help of Lieutenant Commander Trembley assess the fortification against us, set up by the targets. It was then determined Petty Officer Second Class Kieran Ashton, Strider, would keep watch with Second Lieutenant Marlow Stenberg, Tyrant. I was going in with Sergeant Valdemar Ackermann, Kevlar, to clear out the factory while Senior Airman Khrystyna Paszek, Patches, was disarming the alarm system. The mission was supposed to have taken a total of 7 hours, 13 minutes. At the 6 hour mark, Strider made note that Tyrant was not in her area of responsibility, and called for her in private comms. It was then determined upon extraction that she was now Missing in Action." His eyes shift to the floor, fighting away his own emotions. "I can only hope we can find her. I have Oscar on the job."

Kane is scribbling down on a notepad, shaking his head in disappointment and disbelief. "It was a simple mission, and yet we are missing an operative. We are supposed to be an example to our enemies that we are a task force that can get the job done, and they kidnapped your daughter. What kind of a leader are you?"

The question makes his own heart stop, his brain working on an answer, but not fast enough, because a fist meets his cheek, and he's tasting iron in his mouth. In shock, his eyes go up to meet Kane's, and he is once again hit in the face, pain flashing through him. "There's no excuse for my failure, S-Sir. None at all. I should have done more for her-"

"You should have been there. You should be the one taken. Now she's probably going to die because of you. Because you're weak!" Kane pulls Bruno hard by the tie and slams his head down on the desk, items shaking from the force. The General then takes the picture frame of himself from the desk and shatters it against Bruno’s head, blood splattering on both uniforms. "You just ruin everything you touch. Did you ever think that you should have died in that accident years ago? I do. I think about it all the time. You're going to leave this office with this mistake on your conscious forever. You better hope she's still alive, or else I will be doing worse. Got it? I asked you a question!" He pulls the tie back, effectively choking Bruno and making the man struggle in the broken glass.

All he knows is pain now, partly from losing his daughter, but the other from getting reprimanded, the glass cutting his face up and the inability to breathe. He's coughing and his training kicks in, grabbing Kane's hand instinctively. "Crystal. Clear."

Kane grins sadistically at Bruno. "Not clear enough. Let's see if this gets the message clear to you," he chuckles, bringing Bruno to the floor and stomping on his chest hard enough to knock the breath out of the man.

His eyes widen when the memories of the past swarm him, the metal shards protruding from his chest. He doesn't realize he's screaming and writhing on the floor, the burning sensation ripping throughout his body. "Get it out, get it out, GET IT OUT!" A sobbing mess, the Lieutenant Colonel, a proud and stoic man, is rendered to a puddle of blood and tarnished memories.

That is until a pitcher of cold water is tossed on his face, his eyes locked on the pitcher in Kane's hand. "Pathetic. Absolutely a shame to see such a man with potential on the floor like trash. You had so much promise, but I suppose you'll have to do for now. Go interview Kieran on what happened that night. Do it now or later, when you've regained some dignity. You're dismissed."

It's all a blur now, Bruno not even realizing he's upright, using the wall to walk and keep himself steady. The last one to see her was Kieran... the one that would have betrayed her was him. From sadness to complete and utter vitriol, it only takes a few delirious steps until he's in front of Kieran, hand wrapped around his throat and lifting the Navy SEAL up.

"What the fuck did you do to my daughter? Why wasn't she with you?!" Bruno roars, tears falling down his face. He feels just like Kane, but the words the General told him keep echoing. It's all his fault. It's always been his fault.

Kieran is using both hands to hold Bruno's wrist, legs kicking as he yells, "You're fucking crazy! I didn't hurt her! KHRYSTYNA!" For once, Bruno can see pure terror in Kieran’s eyes, and it makes him wonder if he's telling the truth. His daughter's life depends on it.

"What. Did. You. Do? She would have been with you the whole time!" Not in focus, his anger spurring him on, Bruno slams Kieran against the wall hard, the shelves falling and things shattering upon impact with the floor. "So what the fuck did you do to fuck over my kid, Kieran?"

Kieran’s kicking grows weaker by the second, Bruno's grip hardening. "J-just told her to let me h-handle the watch. She was ch-checking the perimeter. I swear!"

That…

That snaps most of the lines tethering Bruno to reality, and he throws the man across the room, breathing heavily. "You're the reason she could be dead. I trusted you with her life, and so did she! You bastard! I'll fucking kill you if she's dead!" He takes a few menacing steps towards Kieran when he feels hands on him, yanking him back hard.

"Bruno, calm down!" Valdemar shouts, using all of his strength to keep the large man from killing Kieran, looking to Miranda, who's on Bruno's other side.

"There's an explanation, Bruno, please! This isn't you! What happened? You're bloody and hurt," her voice comes in a shocked yet commanding tone. Miranda tries to make Bruno look at her, but all she can see is his glossed over eyes and she knows he's far too gone to save now. "Khrystyna! Get the syringe!"

The way Bruno tries to fight them off is almost similar to a bull relentlessly throwing off its rider, but it becomes pointless when a syringe is slammed into his chest. His eyes refocus, and he sees a young Khrystyna standing before him, plunging the sedatives into his system. A cold feeling washes over him and he crumples to his knees, his tears now falling freely. "My kid… Find my kid. I'm sorry… I'm so sorry." The darkness creeps in fast and it's only thanks to his teammates that he doesn't crash hard against the floor, leaving everyone to wonder two things:

What the hell happened to the strong Lieutenant Colonel?

Where's Marlow Stenberg?

[moonchild-in-blue]

Hey there! A bit late but i'm here for the ask game! (*´v｀*) I'd like to ask 1, 11, 23, 63, 78 and 88 but i know it's a lot so no pressure, please feel free to ignore any of them if you don't feel like answering it! 🫂💖

Hi!!! Not late, never late! I will put this under the cut because ~lenght~. These are all very good questions, thank you Lev 💙🪲

(What’s your biggest insecurity? Do you like who you are around people? Do you believe in an afterlife? Do you ever get paranoid? What’s one thing you don’t feel comfortable doing around your friends? What kinds of things confuse you?)

1 - What’s your biggest insecurity?

My body, which is such a sad answer, but it's true. I'm working on it. My voice - some people do not take me seriously because I have a "girly voice", especially when stressed, even though it's really not that high pitched. I had to force my Big Girl Sexy Deeper Voice out at my previous job just to get my points across. Again, sad.

Also my inability of expressing my feelings out loud. I write it a lot, but I can't genuinely remember the last time I said the words "I love you" with my own voice.

I know why I am the way I am, and I wish it didn't get to me, but this will be my cross to bear until the end of my days. I think I try to be as loudly affectionate as possible here, because I'm hoping it will make it easier for me irl.

11 - Do you like who you are around people?

Depends on the people, really. I like the way I am around my friends, even if there are parts of me I supress. I wish I was better around my sister - she deserves more than I am, and it frustrates me that I sometimes act like our parents towards her. It kills me inside.

I don't know how to answer in relation to my parents. On one hand, it's very relieving to be amongst people who understand certain parts of me without me having to justify or explain (something about being a 1st gen immigrant child lol). On the other, being at home puts me back to my 16yo mindset, when I was really angry and sad and struggling, and I hate it.

With strangers, it really depends. I am too anxious to notice haha. I just really like to be alone, I suppose. It's easier that way, at least.

23 - Do you believe in an afterlife?

Yes! I am very much Christian, so I do believe in heaven/hell, and the concept of an afterlife.

I don't really talk about it much here, because I know there are so many of you who have been failed and mistreated in the name of religion (which was not how any of this was supposed to happen, and it really breaks my heart) and prefer to steer away, which I 100% understand. Also, some people get extremely weird around Christians, and assume a number of things without even talking to them, so I spare myself the unpleasantness. I hope this makes some sense!

63 - Do you ever get paranoid?

Baby, anxiety is my middle name. I get paranoid about things you could never imagine. 😎 But yeah.

Every time I hear my door bell ringing, or knocking, I always think it's the police coming to get me, even thought the most illegal thing I've done is download music?? And my family is... normal. No suspicious activity or anything, so I really don't understand why. Make it make sense.

78 - What’s one thing you don’t feel comfortable doing around your friends?

There isn't much I'm not comfortable with tbh. My friends have seen me at my worse, and we know almost everything about each other. We've been friends for a very long time.

Maybe just being affectionate? I have a really hard time with that, but it gets easier around them. And they know how unhinged I am about my blorbos, so I don't really need to censor myself haha. I do a little code-switching. I speak a bit differently around my family, and with them I tend to use a more generalised/commonly accepted language, rather then my parent's countries expressions.

88 - What kinds of things confuse you?

LIFE IN GENERAL. How do you make decisons? How do you know you're in the right path?

Math. Cars. Sports. It's all Simlish to me lmao.

[the-devil-less-known]

Songs to Write my Muse!

whether it be melodies that give you inspiration for your muse or songs that get you into the writing mood ━ pick 10 songs you find to give you the urge, the drive, or the creativity to write for your muse !

(these aren't in any particular order)

1. take me back // kongos

So, this song holds a special place in my heart (as do a lot on this playlist), and the rising desperation and plea that catches in my throat, when I sing along with this song makes me think of him, crying out with no answer and trapped in the dark, grappling with the hopelessness and inevitably of never being heard

2. cure for a loner // gingergreen mashup

Also heavily resonates with me, the feeling of rising stress, trapped in a fog and overwhelmed as the world goes on and time slips by, this- disconnect of putting on a show of happiness while inside feeling so hollow, and it coming across a bit manic, like a jester in a circus pulled by strings; isolation would be so much easier, safer, better... Everything's too much, but there's no use for it, the show must go on

3. moth to a flame // swedish mafia + the weeknd

Man, I'm just telling on myself at this point, haha; but this one is Lilith to Lucifer; more specifically about anyone he gets close to, and his guilty thoughts about what she would say if she were to find out that he was trying to move on. That desperate attachment and the pain it causes him, to stay alone or try to let go, trapped in limbo and aching... and it being by her grace that anything good happens after, that guilt of betrayal even after being discarded; and never being enough, an amusement that can be useful

4. forgive the world // nessa bennett

It was a hard choice between this song and another one by the same artist (dying on the inside) since they were some of the first songs I listened to that made me think of him; not having any control, desperate to hold onto the people around him, not wanting to be discarded, willing to do anything, it makes me think of his relationship with Charlie and how it hurts to hold on while she drifts further away into what feels like assured death, but needing to maintain the illusion that nothing is wrong, not wanting to burden her or chase her away like Lilith with his dark emotions and history

5. brave // josh groban + peter hollens

A message to both himself and often to Charlie when he was younger; to stay hopeful, brave; I used to play this song often when I went out on late night runs on my grandparent's farm, it kept me strong when everything felt like it was falling apart, and I can see him comforting himself with this

6. fix me up // a firm handshake

So, I couldn't just put the whole album on here, so kept it to just two... But I knew the singer when he was alive, I used to go to school with him when I was a child, and his music left a mark that won't ever leave me; fix me up is about saying goodbye, that nothing will ever change, and there's no saving, but even so to offer comfort... Lucifer cannot die, he will never be free, and there's no consolation for it... But it's alright, it'll be okay, don't cry for him, it can't be changed, so it's okay to accept it

7. sandcastles // a firm handshake

I'm getting emotional here, haha, but this song was definitely something sang to comfort Charlie, helpless to do much else, not even able to promise heaven someday... But isn't nice to dream? Of an Eden? Of a true paradise, someday, to reunite together when all is said and done? It.can never be so for him, but... if there was such a place, it would be in his heart where her memory would rest, everything for her, so don't cry, please, he is here

8. lies // halsey + quavo

Lucifer and Lilith core again, I feel like my heart's being ripped out haha,, the lie was always better than the truth that he could feel coming unstoppably, like a train coming down the tracks, the inevitably, but give him a lie, just one, let him live in the lie if nothing else; he knows his use is running out, she's getting tired of him, but he can't let go...please... tell him lies, let him believe in this lie

9. tired // emily finchum (anne october)

The eternal exhaustion, unable to stop the pain welling up like a fountain and tears flowing out and out, there's nothing left, nothing... left but the ennui of existence that will never end; don't worry, he's just tired, it'll be fine; just fine...

10. the highwayman // loreena mckennet

This one rises the feeling of helplessness and still wanting to fight, even if the end will always be in tragedy, the build up makes me want to scream and struggle, but I know how it ends, it will always end, but left helplessly enraged anyway and that's how Lucifer feels to me, haha, it hurts

11. simmer // hayley williams + violet orlandi

One extra for y'all because it was really genuinely hard to settle on just ten, and I could NOT leave this one out by sheer nature of Lucifer's temper, and how it's barely restrained beneath the surface, buried in his grief and hopelessness, but, but when it comes to anything to do with Charlie that might cause her further harm (Alastor) or with Heaven finding out what she's trying to do, it rises up, blistering and hot, it may be inevitable but like Hell will he let it happen sooner than it must, simmering simmering always, furious

(but these are just the songs I narrowed down and agonized over, haha, honestly anything by a firm handshake, marina and the diamonds early albums, some select songs from halsey and billie ellish, and a bunch of other random songs by various artists if people want, I'll share his playlist)

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[littleapocalypsekitten]

Turning on the news lately... I'm just feeling really gaslit by the news and the culture lately. I watch CNN a lot, for instance. They cut from coverage to BOMBED OUT HOSPITALS that were, for all we know, deliberately targeted because there were, supposedly, Hama tunnels beneath them to one congresscritter or another talking about it being "justified" and "the only way to get rid of Hamas" because they use human shields and that they'll just continue on with the perpetual terrorism if they aren't rooted out - but we're soooo sad for the civilian casualties. A senator gets censured for being pissed off that her people are being killed with impunity, meanwhile, no one says a damn thing about the guy calling for Gaza to be made into a parking lot. If you don't "support Israel" (the nation / government and all they do) you get accused of being anti-Semitic. In addition, in America, there is the whole, weird Evangelical-take on it that seems to have leaked into the general culture without most people even realizing it. A Jewish friend of mine (American) is scared to death right now because she's afraid of being attacked for being who she is, conversely for not being for the Israeli government doing war crimes. She said on Facebook that she's going offline for a while to deal with her stress, which is affecting her ability to live her day to day life. I'm an American white idiot. I do not know the nitty gritty of the politics of the region. I have no solutions. I'm just someone who thinks that war crimes should not be answered with war crimes, I feel like I am watching a very obvious ethnic cleansing in real time that is getting passed off as "fighting terrorism" and "unfortunate collateral damage" in a play-pretend. I feel like the American government lets things slide and aids and abets because of certain political stakes they've had from the beginning with a sidecar of Christian-superstition-brain-leaking into the culture. Maybe also a sidecar of "BUT 9/11! Fear the Muslims!" (forget the Palestinian Christian population, I guess, plus people with a variety of beliefs that surely live there). (For the record, I am actually a Christian, albeit a Progressive one these days, no longer Evangelical, a universalist and agnostic enough to have at least a little sense. So, this isn't me being "anti-Christian." But being formerly in the Evangelical / Baptist camp, I actually know a bit about certain "End-Times" superstitions). It's weird. It gets weird. If you haven't ridden that horse, you don't know the half of it, really. So, okay, this is the only time I've addressed this in depth on my tumblr, because I wanted to stay out of it. Why am I bothering now? I want to know if there are any guides or guidelines to writing my congresscritters about it. Sending a nice letter to my Senator (potentially reachable, he's the guy who looks like Mr. Clean and loves to troll Republicans), and to my Representative (Republican, but runs on bipartisanship). Is "Ceasefire" the only thing to call for, or should I demand more? How do I make myself out to make sure they know that I'm not "supporting terrorism" or lacking care for Jewish people / Israeli citizens? (How do I break some of the old indoctrination bothering my brain telling me that calling for peace is incurring a curse from God on me? Seriously, American Evangelicism is Messed! Up! Not like I haven't already done plenty of things to do that already...) How do I make it sound right? The last time I wrote a congressman, I got a dismissive form-letter back (It was over Supreme Court selection when RGB died, the Senator I wrote to was Republican and so I shouldn't have expected anything less). I expect to be dismissed, but I still want to say the right things. I feel the interdimensional ghost of my favorite anime character (Vash the Stampede) breathing over my shoulder and telling me that I ought to do SOMETHING to TRY to foster some love and peace in this world. I can't steal everybody's bullets and hide under a bar table like he can...

[bisexualcarriefisher]

i woke up feeling more depressed again suddenly and i keep wanting to just burst into tears. my friends are coming later which i'm overwhelmed by, even more so now that i feel worse in these ways. and they're talking atm in our group chat about one of them having really bad stomach pains lately which kept her up all night (complications from gastric bypass she had done forever ago i think) which is so awful for her but obvs talking about stuff like that is a huge trigger for me and now i'm feeling even more overwhelmed because she'll probably be in active pain or talking about it when here maybe... and like she should be able to talk about it and not hide it! but i just cannot cope with anything right now and even though it would be completely fine if i did, i don't want to end up crying suddenly in front of them and having to explain why when i don't really know why/there isn't one simple answer. i also hope my boyfriend will change the cat litter like i asked (i will probs have to remind him) and i need to muster up some energy and motivation to clean the living room a bit too before they get here. i don't want to do anything. i feel always like there is some big dreadful thing coming. and my gut will definitely be contributing to how i feel because it's been so awful for weeks. intermittent periods of high stress/anxiety, but then i'm not moving or drinking enough and not always eating enough so... you can probs guess.

[jedi-bird]

My mother in law recently got mad when she heard that I wake up almost every day between 4am and 5am. "That's stupid! Why would you do that?!"

Well. First off, I've always been an early bird (the irony of my name isn't lost on this). And some days pain forces me to get up before I would want to. But also, on the days we have to take her to appointments, I need to wake up early if I want to get household chores done.

Example from this week. Got up at 4:30. Fed the cats, cleaned up after them, did their morning health check. Took my pills and made breakfast. Did the dishes. Folded laundry and put it away. Cleaned the kitchen counter and sink (half-assed but better than skipping it). Took out the trash and green waste. Helped partner when they woke up in pain. Made them breakfast and made sure they took their pills. Helped them with their pt. Checked pharmacy status to see if my meds were finally ready (nope). Started more laundry and sorted out the next two loads for quicker access. Changed the towels in the bathroom. Brought up the new pack of toilet paper and other things we needed upstairs. Watered the seedlings. Made sure we had everything ready we needed to the day's appointment and got us dressed and out the door. Between 4:30 and 10, I only got to sit down for about 45 minutes (to eat and try to use a heating pad to loosen my hip).

"Just do it after!" Well, it takes about an hour to drive and find parking for most of her appointments (one is usually only a 20 minute drive but can take 30 minutes to find parking). Those 20 minute appointments almost always last at least an hour (yesterday's was almost two) because she'll go in with a very long list of questions; I don't mind the questions and in fact encourage it but she won't listen to their answers and so keeps asking the same thing every time because she wants to hear a specific thing and won't accept anything else. Making a follow-up appointment turns into a special kind of torture because she fights both them and us on dates and times and then still writes down the wrong information. Then it's having to get her back to the car. Both going in and leaving is a stressful affair because she refuses to look where she's going and only my grabbing her has kept her from getting hit by cars multiple times. And we can't just go home because she'll suddenly tell us that she needs to make several stops before, each one turning into a production of its own.

So by the time we get home (late afternoon usually), I'm mentally and physically wiped out and ready to either cry or kill something. And I still need to cook dinner and check on the cats and give them their meds and some attention. And get ready to repeat all of that the next day (usually inserting different chores).

I don't know why she cares that I get up early. We don't live together and I'm not disturbing her. But apparently it's a personal slight and insult to her. And she hates it when I just shrug and say I'm not changing. Because I can't. I have too many things to do each day and I'm falling behind on so much of it because I'm not home most days to get it done. It's also apparently makes her irrationally angry that I'm always in pain but still doing things because "she's couldn't handle that and would insist doctors make the pain stop." And then gets madder when I point out that one, they've been trying, and two, I've had to cancel multiple appointments in order to take her to hers because she refuses to consult with us about the best days to schedule things.

Today is the first morning where I've actually gotten to sit and relax for a bit but my hip hurts so bad that it's not exactly a fun time. And I should get up and finally get the kitchen floor mopped but I don't want to.

[sincelastsession]

Oh to be a spoiled fat house cat, no thoughts, empty head, lounging on a paper bag.

Anyway I woke up to a lil video my partner sent me. It was the sounds of the beach and little birds looking out a window. Really peaceful.

He had to drive home straight to work after that.

I'm still in freeze. I tried to get a little bit done. I'm really pissed at myself because I wanted to leave and go places and get groceries but I can't get myself to leave so easy and didn't write a list and forgot to charge my headphones.

My mom ordered me some cheap as hell noise canceling headphones when I asked her not to because I've tried the military grade which I may have to go get. She's been nothing but nasty to me with her tone and it's just like in the book I'm reading. I'd called her late to chat with her about 5mins. She was wildly mean and wouldn't stop freaking out to let me speak and before I could speak she had flipped out thinking I was going to bring up my sister. Then I told her I wasn't and she ranted more. This predicting what I was calling about and making assumptions about me and lashing out continued and she kept threatening to hang up if I didn't tell her what I called about and fussing about how I never shut up. So I finally snapped and was like "can you please calm down and shut the fuck up and quit bitching at me so I can speak you've been NOTHING but nasty to me for no reason and you know I'm having trouble and you know bitching and yelling makes me have more issues so why are you doing that? Why are you holding a Grudge about how I had a bad voice tone and was having bad compulsory issues that made it look like I was mad which I told you I wasn't and it wasn't about you and more on you attacking me the entire time because your driving is scary and I mentioned that too much?" Like she holds grudges and resentment forever no matter how I try to explain my shit isn't directed at her unless I'm like "hey yeah I'm actually mad at you" so idk how long this call is going but my mom counts the minutes because it's clear that she only likes chatting with me on her time. In fact no one in the family has ever wanted to talk to me unless it's their insane terms. She kept bitching on the phone and I said what I needed to but didn't get an answer and was about to cry and told her "you know you and dad are EXACTLY like how this book I'm reading describes emotionally immature parents and I'm not perfect either but it's on point" and then she demanded the book name which I haven't given her because when my parents do read therapy books they use it against me and cherry pick.

So finally I have enough because she's still bitching and I never got the answer to the question and I was so anxious I needed to go throw up. (Not in the eating disorder way, I was very anxious and literally couldn't stomach the stress)

I told her " You know what I'm not your parent and I'm hanging up"

This is not the worst interaction we've had it's just a typical one.

The amount of dumb bullshit that could be avoided if my parents just educated themselves on my mental and physical health issues or just LISTENED to my experiences is STAGGERING.

I know I can't make them do anything. I'm not going to let them treat me like shit though then bitch when I have enough and flip out back at them. It doesn't seem to matter what I do or how or my wording or tone they are ready to attack me.

I'm sure I do lots of shitty things too and guess where it came from? But I'll admit it and work on it and they fuckin do not care enough about me to treat me correctly.

I'm not trying to control them. They act so paranoid. I'm just trying to teach them about me and how to treat me.

They think they're normal and that other families are terrible too.

I know most of my friends have pretty chill normal families. I've heard thier drama and it's like "wahhh mom raised her voice at me because I did a dumb thing"

I'm not treated like an adult fully. I'm an autistic adult with ocd adhd and cptsd and I need accommodation and understanding and to be given cues and met at least part of the way if not half. But im treated like I'm trying to ruin their lives. It HURTS.

Sometimes I don't feel bad but 80% of the time I feel guilt and shame and I reflect and pick at everything I do that's wrong.

I was a parentified child clearly because I felt like more of an adult as a kid than I do as an adult now. Things that didn't bug me back then are scary and challenging now.

My parents haven't emotionally matured and neither has my sister. I've seen her fiancé's snap chat and she's not really happy and it's fake and I can tell. Like honestly I wish I'd had a body cam for various parts of my life just to show therapists and doctors. They're all such good actors.

I don't understand.

[luvsjimmyreed]

Jimmy Reed: Texting Drama Over A Mother's Neglect 2

Cynthia: Latasha! What time are you coming home tonight? Wanna go out? I found this amazing Italian restaurant the other day!

Latasha: Oh, sorry! I got work tonight! Why don't you ask Carmen, instead?

Cynthia: Oh, okay! Maybe some other time, then!

Latasha: You can go without me! It's okay, really! I'll join you guys, next time!

Cynthia: No... I wanna go there with you, Latasha! Not Carmen...

Latasha: Uh, okay, but... What's wrong with Carmen? She's gonna be busy next year with entrance exams, so... you should spend time with her while you can...

Cynthia: Oh, Latasha, don't worry about that! The thing is... I don't really wanna spend time with her. She's ugly, you know? I don't wanna be seen with her!

Latasha: What? Mom... How can you say that about your own daughter? You better not be saying things like that to her... she's just a kid...

Cynthia: I know... I know... Don't worry about that... But I'm just being honest, you know? You're the good-looking one in the family! Hey, I know! Wanna go shopping on Saturday? Let's go get you some nice clothes!

Latasha: Uh, okay... I think I'm free on Saturday...

Cynthia: Great! Can't wait!

Latasha: Can I invite Carmen?

Cynthia: Huh? No way!

Latasha: Why not?

Cynthia: She's dumb as a rock! She's not smart like you! She has to study! Forget her. It'll be just the two of us! Your shift is starting soon, right? Lemme know when you're done! I'll come pick you up!

*about an hour later*

Latasha: Dad? You got a minute?

Jimmy Reed: Hey, sweetheart! Aren't you at work, right now?

Latasha: Yeah, but... my shift got moved behind. I'm eating dinner, right now.

Jimmy Reed: Oh, okay. What's up, honey?

Latasha: It's about Mom!

Jimmy Reed: What about her?

Latasha: The way she treats Carmen... We gotta do something about that. She's being really mean to her, I think. I have a bad feeling about this...

Jimmy Reed: Really?

Latasha: Yeah, you don't think so? I know you're always busy with work and stuff, but...

Jimmy Reed: Well... Maybe you've got a point, but... I'm sure she loves you both very much. She might just be a bit under stress, lately. We all have those days, you know. I wouldn't worry about it so much, honey.

Latasha: You sure?

Jimmy Reed: Yeah. Hey, listen, I gotta go. The meeting is about to start.

Latasha: Oh, okay, sorry.

Jimmy Reed: No need to apologize, sweetie. I'll be home around eight or so. I'll probably be there when you get home. Want me to pick you up?

Latasha: It's okay. Mom's coming to pick me up.

Jimmy Reed: Oh, okay. Say, how about if I take Carmen out for some ice cream tonight?

Latasha: That would be awesome if you can, Dad. Just the two of you. That might cheer her up a little.

Jimmy Reed: Absolutely! Anything for my two precious dumplings!

*a few days later*

Latasha: Mom?! Where are you?!

Cynthia: What do you mean? I'm shopping! Wanna join me?

Latasha: What?! What's wrong with you? It's Parent's Day! You're supposed to be with Carmen!

Cynthia: Oh, that... Don't worry about it...

Latasha: Huh? What do you mean?

Cynthia: I said it's fine, okay? It's not mandatory or anything. It's fine!

Latasha: But... She's expecting you, isn't she?

Cynthia: Oh, no worries! I told her I couldn't make it... And it's kinda embarrassing, you know? Carmen's grades are terrible! If I go there, she'll probably just embarrass me.

Latasha: What? But... she gets better grades than me! And remember last year? The teacher asked me to answer a question, but I got it wrong!

Cynthia: Huh? Last year? Oh, that... That wasn't your fault, dear... the teacher should've phrased the question better. It wasn't your fault. Hey, your school trip is in a few days! Want me to buy you some new clothes?

Latasha: No... Listen. Mom, you gotta stop playing favourites! Carmen avoids me, you know that? It's your fault! She resents that you love me more than you love her! She even cried to Dad about that, the other day. You know, Dad's contemplating cutting back on his work - so that he can spend more time with Carmen. Show her the love and affection that you've been denying her lately! And I wanna be friends with Carmen. She's my little sister...

Cynthia: Latasha! I'm sorry, dear! I'll be careful from now on!

Latasha: I don't think it's ME you should be apologizing to, Mom! You should be apologizing to CARMEN! She's the one who's being wronged here!

Cynthia: Oh, is that so? Well, in that case, I'll try to spend more time with her - okay?

Latasha: You mean it?

Cynthia: Yeah... I know, maybe I'll take her to Sacramento or something. School can wait...

Latasha: Sacramento? Oh, you mean Grandma's house? Sounds fun!

Cynthia: Yeah... I'm sure we'll have lots of fun! Don't worry, okay? Enjoy your school trip!

Latasha: Okay! Sounds good. Thanks, Mom!

*School Trip*

Latasha: *missed call*

Jimmy Reed: Sorry I missed your call, honey. What's up?

Latasha: Dad! Where are you?

Jimmy Reed: Uh, at work... I'm eating lunch. Is everything okay?

Latasha: Dad! You gotta help Carmen!

Jimmy Reed: Huh? What happened?

Latasha: She's in Sacramento... All by herself!

Jimmy Reed: What? Uh, what is she doing there?!

Latasha: Mom took here there, yesterday! They were going to Grandma's house! But Grandma wasn't home for some reason. So Mom told Carmen to wait at the station.

Jimmy Reed: Your grandma wasn't home?

Latasha: No! The house was empty! Carmen's all alone! She called me from a payphone! She said she slept in a park last night! She hasn't eaten since yesterday morning!

Jimmy Reed: Good heavens! You're not kidding about any of this, right?

Latasha: I tried to tell her to go to the police or something, but... the line got disconnected. I can't call her back because it's a payphone... I couldn't alert Grandma, since she's not up-to-date on the technology... I dunno what to do!

Jimmy Reed: Okay, honey, I can't believe what I'm hearing... but I'll go pick her up right now. It was very careless for your mom to leave her alone in such a big city! I'm livid, right now!

Latasha: I'm sorry! I didn't wanna bother you at work, but...

Jimmy Reed: No need to apologize, honey. You did the right thing in telling me! So everything you said about your mom and her treatment of Carmen... God, I feel so bad that I didn't take it more seriously. Anyway, everything will be all right. Try not to worry...

Latasha: Thanks, Dad! You might not be perfect, but you are MUCH better than Mom! So, please, don't tell her... I don't trust her, anymore.

Jimmy Reed: I promise, honey. I don't trust her, myself.

Latasha: I'm gonna talk to my teacher about this. I'll talk to you, later.

Jimmy Reed: Sure thing! You take it easy, sweetheart!

*That Evening*

Cynthia: Latasha! How's the school trip? I'm out drinking with my old friends!

Latasha: Glad you're having fun! How's Carmen?

Cynthia: She's still at Grandma's. She told me she didn't wanna go home, lol! Maybe she'll move in with her! Haha! She might never come back, lol!

Latasha: Really? Carmen said that?

Cynthia: Yeah! I was pretty surprised too, lol!

Latasha: You're unbelievable, Mom! Carmen, she's right next to me! She's fast asleep. Dad and I found her!

Cynthia: What?

Latasha: We found her at a train station in Sacramento! She was there all by herself! You realize that?!

Cynthia: What? Wait, what are you talking about?

Latasha: Stop playing dumb with me! She almost had a heat stroke! Why did you leave her there?!

Cynthia: Wait! What about your school trip?

Latasha: What do you think?! I left early! My teacher drove me here! Dad came, too - even though he had work!

Cynthia: What? Why though, lol? Just leave her there! Grandma will be back soon, anyways! You two worry too much!

Latasha: What? Grandma, she's on vacation. She won't be back for two days. You know how she feels about the latest technology, so we had no way to contact her. Her neighbours told us where she went, though. Anyway, Carmen could've been seriously hurt! You realize that?!

Cynthia: Aren't you overreacting, a bit? Just come home, okay? We can talk about this.

Latasha: Huh? We're never going back!

Cynthia: What?!

Latasha: I know why you're like this to Carmen... I know everything! I'll never forgive you, Mom! I'm gonna take care of Carmen, from now on!

Cynthia: What?! You got this all wrong...

Latasha: You're dead to me! Go to hell, Mom!

Cynthia: What?! Latasha! *missed call* Latasha! Pick up!

*A Few Minutes Later*

Cynthia: Hey! Where are you?! Are you with Latasha?

Jimmy Reed: Yeah...

Cynthia: Can you talk to her for me? Tell her this is all a misunderstanding!

Jimmy Reed: Yeah, I don't think so! I should've known better! You're a terrible person, Cynthia! You done crossed a line! Multitudes of lines, in fact!

Cynthia: What? What are you saying? Why do you guys care about Carmen, anyway? She's dumb and ugly! We already got Latasha! Forget about Carmen! That's why I took her to Sacramento!

Jimmy Reed: What the bloody hell is wrong with you, Cynthia? She's your daughter, for God's sake! You're unbelievable! I can't believe that you're the woman that I chose to marry!

Cynthia: What? So this is my fault, now? Listen up. I'm the one that gave birth to them. I'm their mother! Their job is to make me proud! It's the least they can do! But Carmen...

Jimmy Reed: You've said enough! Stop talking! As a mother, you're supposed to love and support your children! Not treat them as if they were disposable property!

Cynthia: But think about it! What if Carmen was never born? That would've been so much better! Listen, let's just leave Carmen in Sacramento. What do you think?

Jimmy Reed: You disgust me! That is no way for a mother to regard her own daughter! No wonder she's been crying to me, so much! And to think that I've been giving her false reassurance about you loving her! Because I didn't want to think that my wife could feel differently about our own daughter!

Cynthia: Huh?

Jimmy Reed: All you care about is looks! So much so that you had the audacity to abandon our daughter alone in a big city... just because you think she doesn't look pretty! Not that our children are even under any obligation to make us proud - but, seeing as how that's so important to you, I have news for you! Carmen passed the Global Mathematics Certification.

Cynthia: Wait.. What?!

Jimmy Reed: Last week's parents' day... Latasha was there. They announced it in front of the whole class.

Cynthia: Seriously? I had no idea!

Jimmy Reed: The teacher said she was a genius. She said that she might win the Nobel prize someday.

Cynthia: Nobel prize?! That's amazing! I had no idea Carmen was so talented! When are you guys coming home?! We gotta celebrate!

Jimmy Reed: You're joking me, right? You were hellbent on writing off Carmen because you thought she wasn't pretty enough, you didn't even bother to pay any attention to her! What kind of a mother are you?! In fact, she was hoping that maybe... just maybe... you would one day show her the same love and affection that you show Latasha. That's why she wanted you to be there, in fact. She was trying to EARN your love. She was hoping that you would REWARD her by loving her. No kid should have to feel like they need to earn their parent's love, Cynthia! But you don't even care! You're deplorable!

Cynthia: Of course I care! And look whose talking! You're the one that's always working!

Jimmy Reed: Well, I will contend that I haven't been the epitome of an attentive parent. However, I also recognized the error of my ways - and I apologized to them with sincerity. From this day forward, I will work hard to make amends for having been a workaholic. As soon as Latasha expressed her concerns with me about your treatment of Carmen, I knew how much both of my girls meant to me. That's why I took Carmen out for ice cream, that night. To show her that she has at least one loving parent!

Cynthia: Fine, then! I'll apologize, too! Just come home already! How long are you guys gonna stay there?

Jimmy Reed: We're not coming home!

Cynthia: Huh?!

Jimmy Reed: I want a divorce! I'll send the papers over, tomorrow. It's over! What you did to Carmen is inexcusable and unforgivable! I might've made mistakes as a parent by putting too much focus into my job - but abandoning Carmen in Sacramento was no mistake! Apples and oranges.

Cynthia: What?! You can't do that! Go to hell! I'll never sign them!

Jimmy Reed: Fine, then! I guess we'll see you in court! I also plan to charge you with child abandonment and child endangerment!

Cynthia: Why? They're my daughters! I can do what I want with them! You can't take them away from me!

Jimmy Reed: Ugh! Listen, Cynthia! You abandoned Carmen. You left her in the streets all be herself! You're never seeing them, again! Deal with it! The last thing I want to happen is for you to abandon Carmen in Canada, next! Or Russia! I'm gonna take care of them from now on!

Cynthia: No! Wait! Hold on! You're not taking them away from me! They're my daughters! They'll never leave me like this!

Jimmy Reed: If you wanna talk to them yourself, fine - but... I think their minds are made up...

*Afterwards*

Latasha: She actually came to talk to us, after that. Did she really think we'd choose her over Dad? She wanted to take us on a vacation to "make it up" to us. Needless to say, we refused. She already bought tickets, so she asked her friends to go with her - but, they all said no with her. Anyways, when we told her that we never wanted to see her again... she flipped out. She started screaming like a lunatic. But then the neighbours called the cops on her. She ended up getting arrested. I guess she got what she deserved, lol. She's still trying to fight the divorce, but it wasn't looking good for her. It appears that she'll also have to pay us some compensation money for what did to Carmen. When Grandma returned from her vacation, we explained to her what had happened - and she was horrified! She ended up disowning Mom for that - and she let Dad, Carmen, and me stay with her for awhile. As we said before, she might be a bit old-fashioned - but her home and yard is very cozy and charming. She wonders where she went wrong as a parent and a person with raising Mom, but we all tell her not to be so hard on herself. Eventually, though, we plan to move out into a new house close to Grandma - so that we can continue to visit her regularly. It's a very exciting opportunity for us. I'm just glad Mom's out of our lives, now. Carmen finally made peace with knowing that Mom will never love her - but she doesn't want love from such a deplorable person, anyway! Neither do I! Time to move on!

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Hidden Feelings

Summary; The Hellfire Club does not like Eddie's girlfriend Alice one bit, she's bitchy, and rude and Eddie always seems miserable. They think he deserves better.

Y/n is new to Hellfire and in love with Eddie but knows he's off-limits so keeps quiet.

Dustin just wants his two friends to be happy but it's all just hopeless... Right?

Warnings; angst, Alice is a bitch, miscommunication, manipulation tactics (Alice) swearing, mutual pining, angst to fluff. AU ❤

Likes, comments and reblogs are always welcome ❤ I do not give anyone permission to copy my work 💫💞

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They could hear Alice and Eddie fighting from where they were seated. It was so loud it reverberated off the walls.

Y/n winces as Eddie storms in slamming the door irritation clouding his features and he joins them.

"Sorry, I'm late". He murmurs and as the campaign starts he isn't his usual exuberant and dramatic self which worries her.

Dustin exchanges look with Gareth and her and she walks over to Eddie when he calls for a quick break and gently touches his arm.

His beautiful brown eyes meet hers and her belly fills with butterflies.

"Are you okay Eds?". He softens and nods planting a smile on his features, all dimples.

"I'm fine sweetheart, are you ready for movie night? Harrington let me pick the movie. Get ready for Nightmare on Elm street".

Jeff shakes his head before she can answer Eddie back.

"You're fine? You've been late for the last two meetings man, every time I see you, you're fucking miserable because of Alice".

Eddie avoids the group's stares and swallows.

"Just drop it alright dude, I've had Alice in my ear all day. Don't need to hear shit here too".

Dustin bites his lip and nudges her to say something. The only trouble is that shes head over heels in love with Eddie and anything she does say would not be nice about Alice one bit.

Alice didn't deserve Eddie, she was always getting down on him, keeping that beautiful smile from his face.

Dustin, Robin and Steve constantly encourage her to tell Eddie how she feels but she can't.

Yeah, Alice is a bitch but she's still Eddie's girlfriend and that makes him off limits. He doesn't feel the same and she needs to accept that.

No matter how much it hurt.

The campaign continues but there's tension in the air and she hates it. Ever since Eddie started dating Alice a month ago all she's done is cause tension.

Once the game is completed she helps Eddie clear up with Dustin, Lucas and Mike.

"Do you think I should dump Alice?". Eddie asks her and she freezes because she desperately wishes to say yes but stops herself.

"It's really up to you Eddie, not to me or any of the guys. Only you".

He's silent for a moment and plays with the rings on his fingers, he's stressed she can tell and she places her hand on his to calm him.

Something crackles in the air when their skin makes contact. It's heady and intoxicating but she resists the desire to move closer.

Eddie stares at her for a loaded moment.

"I'm not the good guy in this situation at all y/n, I was in love with someone when I got together with Alice".

She looks up at him shocked then immediately knows who it will be. Chrissy Cunningham, according to Gareth back in middle school Eddie had a massive crush on her so maybe those feelings have returned.

"I mean yeah that's a bit messy Eds but she treats you like utter shit, she's mean to everyone here all the time and I hate how she yells at you all the time. You deserve better". It just slips out and she cringes.

Before Eddie can reply the boys join them excited for movie night.

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Alice hated her. She made that known from the minute they met and never let her and Eddie be alone for even a second.

At lunch, she sat beside Eddie which was usually Dustin's seat but Alice wouldn't budge from Eddie's side.

"Oh, y/n I was just wondering if you and Steve were a couple. You're both single aren't you?". She frowns shaking her head.

"We're both single yeah but we're just friends". Alice bats her eyes and giggles.

"Silly me. Why not date him though? Steve is very handsome". Alice asks confused.

"Yeah but I just don't feel that way about him". She watches Alice's eyes light up and it makes her uneasy.

"But you're in love with someone?". When she doesn't answer Alice smirks,

"Oh my god, you are? Who is it? Do we know them, surely you can say?"

What is she playing at? There's something like glee in Alice's eyes and she realises that is a game.

Alice knows how she feels about Eddie and is toying with her, knowing she won't say anything about it.

"Leave her alone Alice". Eddie snaps and the temperature plummets as Alice turns an icy glare onto him.

The bell ringing is her saviour because she is so close to snapping herself and gets up hurrying away quickly.

"Y/n, wait". Eddie catches up with her and she offers him a small smile. " Jesus H Christ, I'm sorry about that sweetheart".

She shrugs. She's used to Alice being a bitch to her.

"It's okay". He's quiet for a second looking like he desperately wants to say something but is conflicted.

"Are you in love with someone?". He eventually inquires and she feels flustered.

"Eddie, it doesn't matter". God, please don't ask anymore she begs silently.

"You are? He guesses correctly. Who's the lucky guy?". Something in his tone makes her pause, she can't put her finger on what is though.

"It doesn't matter, he doesn't feel the same way Eds". She's quick to say and hopes the conversation is done because if he guessed how she felt she would be mortified.

"Then he's an idiot". He murmurs and walks away, she watches him go longing to say how she feels.

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She's sick the next couple of days and spends most of it cuddled up in bed. Eddie, Robin and Steve join her for movies and popcorn which is very sweet because she naps through most of it.

Mostly they just keep her spirits up.

Eddie seems lighter than he has in ages but the sickness takes it out of her before she can ask what happened.

She figures she will find out what's going on when she goes back to school on Thursday as there is an extra Hellfire session this week.

So she just relaxes with the three of them unaware of the shit storm on it's way.

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Nancy keeps her busy at lunch working for the school newspaper so she doesn't see any of Hellfire or find out why Eddie is in such a good mood.

Alice seems to be extra pissed today and directs most of the ire her way for some reason and corners her after school as she is just about to head to Hellfire.

"We need to talk". Alice grabs onto her arm and she scowls.

"Get off me!". She pulls free of Alice's grip and glares at her.

"You think I don't know how you feel about Eddie you sneaky little bitch! I bet you were quick to poison his ear about me". Alice is inches away from her face and seething.

"What the fuck are you talking about? No, I haven't but yeah Eddie deserves better than you".

Alice laughs. "And you think that's you? You're pathetic babe. You and all that Hellfire shit".

Furious she decides to walk away before she does something she regrets, like slap the smirk of that bitches face but she's not a violent person so she tries to reign her temper in. Alice follows her.

"You think I don't know what those Hellfire freaks think. They don't like me? Tough shit. Alice hisses, I told Eddie all about your crush and he wants you out of the group, he's disgusted by it but just too nice to tell you himself".

She stops walking. Her heart beats fast, anxiety filling her.

Eddie knows how she feels and now she's humiliated but something irks her.

"No, he's the head of the group, he'd tell me himself". She's certain of that but falters under Alice's sneer.

"That's what you think. Hand in your Hellfire shirt tonight and leave Eddie alone. I don't know why you ever thought Eddie would want you". She snorts then leaves.

Y/n wrenches the shirt off trying very hard not to cry and heads into the auditorium where Eddie and the rest of Hellfire are setting up.

"Omg, you'll never believe what happened... y/n?". Dustin asks excited features slowly turning confused at her tears but she focuses on Eddie and drops the shirt on the table. He takes it looking at her puzzled.

"Sweetheart?" Alice walks in looking smug.

"Alice told me everything, that you want me out of the group? Do you think I wanted to fall in love with you knowing you don't feel the same way and never will?".

Eddie grips the shirt and looks at her in wonder.

"You love me?". Tears roll down her cheeks and Alice giggles.

"I told her how you felt Eds that you are so disgusted by her being in love with you and were too scared to kick her out of the group because you don't feel the same".

Eddie gapes and moves to hold her.

"No sweetheart". She backs away from him and Dustin swivels around to Alice.

"You bitch". Y/n doesn't understand what's going on she just wants to leave and runs out the door missing the way the auditorium erupts in a whole lot of shouting.

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Max won't let her miss movie night so Steve picks her up with Robin while she sits quietly heart still aching from what transpired yesterday.

Since it's Hellfire night and that can run on she comforts herself that she can avoid Eddie even though she's really missing him.

As they head inside Family Video Steve hugs her tightly.

"Go to the store room there are some new movies in. Pick whatever you like". She thanks him and kisses his cheek.

As she enters the back room and clicks on the light Dustin is there and Eddie. What the hell?

"This is for your own good" Dustin yells at her and locks the door behind him.

"You little shit". She yells and turns back to Eddie sighing.

"Sweetheart will you please let me explain myself. What Alice said was a pack of lies. I dumped her on Monday".

This stops her in her tracks. He dumped her?

"What? You did?". He nods.

"When you were off sick, I've been growing more and more tired of her shit. She was ragging on you and Hellfire and I lost it, she made me so fucking miserable, I had enough".

She listens intently and he gently cups her cheek.

"Remember, when I said to you how I was in love with someone when I got together with Alice? I never stopped. Wouldn't have mattered if Alice was the perfect girl and not a fucking nightmare. Could never get the girl I loved out of my head".

He smiles warmly and she feels hope for the first time in a while that her feelings aren't so one sided after all.

"I told Alice we weren't working and could never work because I'm in love with you and I was sick of hiding It from you. I never thought you'd feel the same way princess but then you told me you did and I was so happy but Alice had told you all of those lies".

She leans into him and he kisses her hair.

"So you had no idea how I felt?". She asks him and he shakes his head.

"Not until you said, I'm sorry baby. I should have just told you how I felt but I thought that you liked Harrington so I tried to move on, Alice guessed how I felt and told me I'd have no chance".

She swears.

"I love you, Eddie, I'm so in love with you but I never said it because I didn't think you felt the same way. Then you started dating Alice and I thought I lost my chance".

He closes his eyes beaming happily.

When he opens them, they are so full of love that she feels like an idiot that she never noticed before and kisses him.

"We are both idiots". He chuckles warmly and she nods through happy tears.

"Yes, we are".

Dustin shouts asking if they have sorted things out and opens the door when they both shout yes.

Eddie ruffles Dustin's hair and they join movie night hand in hand.

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The Hellfire Boys seem delighted that she and Eddie are together, they are both so much happier now they don't have to hide how in love they both are.

Alice also thankfully doesn't bother them again either and they finally get their happy ending.

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[blueraineshadows]

i've been scrolling through your page and it's just 😫

anyway, could i request a sebastian sallow smut were reader is absolutely stressed out by studying for N.E.W.T.s (earlier than everyone else and also harder - bc she doesn't want to stay behind) and she's just snapping at everyone and spends most of her time studying on her Room of Requirement. after a particularly aggressive (or rude) answer she gave to sebastian earlier, he decides to release her stress by eating her out, leading to more heated things as he wanted to wear her off >:)

if you take this request thank you <3 and if you don't it's okay!! bye <3

Thank you so much for the request! I am so sorry that it has taken me a while to put an answer together for you. I hope that this is okay 💜🙏

Sebastian Sallow x F!MC 🔥❤️‍🔥 NSFW 🔞

The library was quiet and Sebastian was engrossed in the book he was poring over, head bent, his hand poised over his notes parchment, quill in hand. Beside him sat Ominis, his wand held over his book as it translated the words for him. Sebastian lifted his head distractedly at his friend's sigh, thinking perhaps he was struggling with something, ready to assist.

"Everything alright?" He asked.

Ominis twisted his mouth a little, his brow furrowed. "Have you done something to upset MC?"

Sebastian frowned. "No," he replied. He tilted his head, thinking for a moment and put his quill down. "At least, I don't think I have. Why do you ask?"

"She has been in the most terrible mood lately, snapping and being rather rude if I'm being honest," Ominis grumbled. "She was most unsavoury at breakfast this morning."

Sebastian nodded. "Hmm, yes she has been a bit snippy, and hiding out too. I made the mistake of suggesting it was her time of the month and, well, let's just say I was lucky to escape her wrath with my head still attached."

Ominis snickered. "Oh, Sebastian, you should know better than to say such a thing to a young lady, especially one you have a habit of sharing a bed with."

Sebastian smirked and then nudged Ominis with his elbow. "Shh, she's coming," he whispered. He snatched up his quill as MC crossed the library towards them, offering up a smile to her as she dropped her books onto the table in front of them. Her smile flashed across her lips and then disappeared just as quickly.

"Good afternoon, MC," Ominis said carefully.

"Hello," she said. She sighed and pulled out a chair, sitting down and opening her books. "What are you studying?"

Sebastian shifted in his seat, eyeing MC. Had he said or done something to upset her? He took in the haphazard way she had pinned her hair up today, the shadows under eyes and the paleness in her cheeks. He knew her well enough to understand her troubles with sleep, something he struggled with himself. Maybe she was just tired?

"Arithmancy," he said. He grimaced. "Welcome to the party, it's great fun."

She huffed a short laugh through her nose and leaned over to take a look at what he had written on his parchment. "It doesn't matter how long I stare at the numbers, they still seem to mock me. I feel like I am in a constant battle with my brain to keep up with everyone else. Trolls, poachers, even the odd dark wizard, would be more preferable to take on rather than these awful NEWT exams."

"Are you feeling a tad stressed, MC?" Ominis asked with concern. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Her shoulders slumped and soft smile lifted her lips. "That's very sweet of you, Ominis," she said. "It is all a bit overwhelming, isn't it?"

Sebastian watched their exchange, his eyes drawn to the subtle flick of her tongue over her bottom lip, and he felt a stirring in his pants. She had such a pretty mouth, especially when she smiled. His lips twitched into a playful smirk. "I know a few good stress relieving techniques, if you're interested," he murmured suggestively.

Her eyes widened a fraction as they swung towards him, her cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink. A sharp kick was delivered to his shin as Ominis clicked his tongue in irritation beside him. "For goodness sake," Ominis muttered.

Sebastian's smirked widened until he saw the frown on MC's face. Then it faltered.

"Ominis is right!" She huffed. "Here I am, worried about my exams and my future after Hogwarts, and all you can think about is what is going on inside your pants!"

His lips parted in surprise, eyebrows lifting. "I was only messing..."

"Well don't!" She snapped. She stood and slapped her books shut, gathering them up before giving him a glare. "I apologise, Ominis, but I shall see you later. I've decided to study elsewhere this afternoon."

Sebastian watched her retreating back in surprise and a sinking sensation in his stomach. Maybe he really had done something wrong. Or, maybe she was beginning to think that her future didn't feature him in it? That thought made him feel rather cold.

"Wow, you're right, Ominis," he said. He dropped his quill back down and ran his hand through his hair. "She really isn't happy, is she?"

"I'm sure it's just stress," Ominis said. He tilted his head and put a tentative hand on Sebastian's forearm, his fingers seeking him out across the table. "Perhaps less of the smutty talk, and more chat about how you can help her. I know you care deeply for her, Sebastian. Maybe she needs you to show it."

Sebastian sighed and patted Ominis on the hand. "Let's hope she will be willing to let me."

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Feeling rather wretched and sad despite her long bath, MC wandered the corridors of the Defence Against the Dark Arts tower trying to self soothe her nerves. The delicate strains of the enchanted instruments filtered across the space and she felt a pang of sadness. It was a familiar and comforting sound and she was going to miss it.

To think that her time here at Hogwarts was drawing to a close was making the impending exams even more stressful, and she had always felt like she was one step behind everyone else, she had so much more to prove despite all she had achieved so far. To make matters worse, she was snapping and being so awful to the people that she cared so much about.

She winced at the memory of Sebastian's crestfallen face as she had stormed out of the library this afternoon. She had been rather mean to Ominis this morning as well. She adored her two Slytherin boys, couldn't imagine being without either of them, but her heart was Sebastian's. That boy had duelled his way into her life, stole her heart and sanity, and she had been shutting him out.

Feeling regretful, but so tense still, MC found herself outside the Undercroft entrance. Maybe Sebastian would be down there.

As she arrived at the metal gate, she could see him on the far side, scribbling away on a chalkboard by the light of candles balanced on the storage crates nearby. Her lips lifted in a fond smile at the open book in his other hand. He always had a book open around him somewhere. It was one of the things she loved about him.

Sebastian turned at the sound of the gate opening and he immediately closed the book and put down his chalk. He rubbed his hand against his hip and took a few steps towards her, his smile hesitant, his gaze uncertain.

Tears stung her eyes and she held her arms up towards him. Instantly, he was across the room and scooping her up into a warm embrace, her feet leaving the floor as he squeezed her against his chest. "I'm sorry," he mumbled into her hair.

"No, I'm sorry," she said. She leant back to look at his face, her hands cupping his gorgeous freckled cheeks. "I've been terrible, I know I have. I'm just so scared and nervous about exams and what comes next. I shouldn't take it out on those I love."

His eyebrow quirked. "So, you do still love me, then?"

She bent her head and pressed her nose to his. "Forever."

His beautiful brown eyes burned into hers, so close to her own that she felt the heat from his gaze all the way down to her toes, that were still dangling mid air where he held her.

"Don't worry about what comes after Hogwarts," he said softly. "Whatever it is, we are doing it together, alright? Me and you. I love you, even when you are biting my head off."

She grinned and swiped her thumb over his lower lip. "Maybe I just liking keeping you on your toes," she whispered.

He smirked. "That you do."

She pressed a kiss to those soft lips of his, her eyes fluttering closed at the warm response he gave her, his grip on her tightening as he lowered her feet back to the floor. Her lips parted as her head tilted back and he took full advantage, his tongue swirling slowly into her mouth, the caress of it smooth and delicious.

Kissing him was one of her favourite things, along with the way he held her with his hands, one of them sliding wantonly over her waist and hip as he kissed her thoroughly. He always woke the heat inside of her, a heat that lay dozing and ready for his lips and hands to come along and prod it into life.

When they came up for air she smiled against his mouth, pressing little kisses along his damp lips. "Now then, Sallow," she murmured. "What were those stress relieving techniques you mentioned earlier?"

His smirk was devilish. "Suddenly interested are we?"

She bit her lower lip. "I find myself in need of some release," she taunted.

Sebastian had her spread on the study table, robes and hair splayed out across the many parchments and books scattered across it, her skirt up around her waist and his mouth firmly on hers as his fingers delved through her slick folds.

MC moaned, her back arching as he swirled knowingly over her nub, sliding his fingers against her in ways that had her toes curling and his name whispered from her lips. He tugged her school tie free, tossing it over his shoulder as he opened her blouse, his mouth sucking and licking at her skin. She gripped his hair, her hips rolling as she chased the release that she was confident he would give her.

His hands grabbed at her hips, tugging her towards him, a little yelp leaving her as her hips slid to the table edge. Parchment scattered and she heard the thump of a book hitting the floor, but soon forgot about that as his mouth clamped on to the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, sucking forcefully until a glorious red bloom appeared there. His mouth moved higher, his hand gripping underneath her thigh as he spread her open for him.

His eyes blazed with hunger and he licked his lips before he dropped to his knees. MC gasped, pressing herself up into her elbows to look down at the ruffled mop of his brown hair between her thighs. "Sebastian...ooooohhhh!"

Her head fell back as the exclamation left her mouth, the delicious slide of his hot tongue gliding across her most sensitive parts sending fire and delight through her. He savoured her flesh with sinful sounding kisses, his tongue dancing erotically as she arched, her fingers delving into those brown locks and gripping on. As he licked and sucked, the pressure and the tease was sending her upwards in a spinning spiral. Her thighs began to tremble, her moans turning into cries as he worked harder, his fingers sliding into her to add that little bit extra to her pleasure.

It was a conflict of wanting to have him keep making her feel this way, against the complete and utter need to reach her limit. Her hips rocked, and he moaned against her heat, a gasp leaving her lips at the pleasant vibration of it. As the wave crested, MC clenched, her eyes squeezing shut as the tremor took her. Her arm flung out, scattering more of their study materials onto the stone floor of the Undercroft, as a low cry of release left her throat.

Sebastian stood, wiping his mouth and chin with the back of his hand before drawing her up into a sitting position, his arms encircling her tightly. His hands smoothed through her hair as he pressed kisses along her neck and whispered his love into her ears while she trembled. MC clung to him, burying her face against his familiar scent, satisfied and loving him all the more for it.

As her breathing slowed, her fingers toyed with his tie, loosening it a little so that she could press kisses to his throat. "How are your stress levels, then, Seb?" She teased.

He chuckled and grabbed her hand, guiding it down to where there was a rather promising bulge in his trousers. She hummed in approval, her gaze playful as she met his eyes and palmed him teasingly. He groaned, his hips rolling. "I could do with a little release myself as it goes," he said. He kissed her, slow, hungry.

MC responded, her fingers tugging at his fastenings and pushing his clothing aside to free his length, sliding her grip over it. Her leg shifted, hooking around him tighter and pulling him close. "I reckon this table is strong enough to take a decent amount of stress relief," she suggested.

His look was dark and dangerous as he slid the palm of his hand from her knee up her thigh, fingers gripping at her hip as he positioned himself against her. "Let's find out," he breathed. He entered her, stretching her out, their breaths mingling as they both moaned at the intrusion.

MC braced her hands on the table top as Sebastian began to thrust, pushing the table to it's absolute limit as he took her forcefully, chasing his own much needed release. His face was flushed, his hair mussed and his lips parted as he fucked, moans spilling from his mouth. MC could feel her own walls tightening around him, the sight and feel of him combining to build that fire within her again. As release hit her again, Sebastian let himself go too, the deep throb signalling the spill deep within her. She reached for him, holding his head against her chest as he gasped for breath, his face damp with sweat.

As they straightened their clothes, their eyes met with intimate glances and knowing smiles. MC grabbed his hand, her heart feeling full, and her shoulders definitely feeling much more relaxed. She lifted his hand to her mouth, pressing kisses along the back of it to his wrist. "I love you," she said.

He wrapped his arms about her waist and pressed his forehead to hers. "I love you too," he said. He smoothed a hand up her back, cupping her neck and massaging gently. "Feeling better?"

She grinned and nodded. "Much better, thank you," she said. "You know, I think I might need a bit more of this stress relief, what with all these exams looming..."

"You only have to say the word, my love, and I will give you all the stress relief you need," he said. His mouth claimed hers in another delicious kiss that had her pondering the possibility of sneaking into his dorm room later that night.

[v-lynx-2]

Jake x mc texting story

no action or adventures in this one. Which isn't my style but here we go.

( I didn't add pictures on purpose, feel free to pick your own )

_ warning, I don't check for spelling mistakes srry

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It was a busy week, mc was expected to attend a wedding with a friend, it's kind of stressful when you aren't a very social person, but knowing her best friends will be there made it better.

Going out shopping with friends turned out to be more tiring than fun, with all these choices, she needed to ask which dress looked better and no one other was on mind.

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Mc : hey Jake!

Jake : hello mc

Mc : can you help me with something?

Jake : of course, what's the problem?

Mc : So I bought this new dress..

Mc : <Sent a photo>

Mc : What do you think?

Jake : ...

Jake : I have no words

Mc : Come on! It isn't that bad, I actually like it

Jake : To describe how beautiful you look

Mc : Oh

Jake : If anything, it's too good ;)

Mc : Aww 🤭

Jake : you look shorter than I expected though

Mc : !! My height is average!

Jake : sure

Mc : I'm not done yet!

Mc : <Sent a photo>

Mc : what do you think?

Jake : this one I believe looks a bit too cute

Jake : Adorable.

Mc : Thanks, so it doesn't look formal at all right ?

Jake : I don't know much about those, but I believe you would look too cute to be taken seriously.

Mc : Maybe I want to be taken silly ? 😆

Jake : Don't worry, I know where this dress belongs

Mc : Where ??

Jake : ;)

Mc : Jake !

Mc : Ugh anyway, next up !

Mc : <Sent a photo>

Mc : <Sent a photo>

Mc : The black dress, it looks more formal than the others.

Jake : you look so stunning

Jake : what is the occasion?

Mc : So my friend invited me as Plus one to a wedding🤭, we were planning to fun there, so we started picking dresses and all.

Mc : after I pick a dress, we will have to shop for accessories as well.

Jake : I see, a close friend?

Jake : how close?

Jake : and a plus one ?

Mc : we went to high school together

Jake : ..

Mc : so anyway, they are planning on having matching dresses

Jake : oh, that's great

Mc : 🤭

Mc : you were jealous for a second there weren't you?

Jake : I ..

Jake : have a good time.

<Jake is now offline>

Mc : lol

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After picking the dress, mc and her group went to shop for the rest of the items, but sadly, mc couldn't find something she likes, so she decided an online store could have something interesting.

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Mc : I'm not sure whether I would like gold or silver for this dress.

Jake : I'm sure whatever you pick would be fitting

Mc : <sent a screenshot>

Mc : I like those

Jake : I see, an online shop, Could you send me the link ?

Mc : sure

Mc : <sent a link>

Mc : why tho ?

Mc : Jake?

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Trying to purchase the item, it shows that the it was already sold, mc lost hope for now.

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Mc : oh dam, it was the last one in stock

Mc : bummer

Jake : you will see.

Mc : they're gonna restock?

Jake : do you have anything else on the list?

Mc : not really.

Jake : very well, I believe you should be going home soon, it is getting late.

Mc : I promised to have few drinks with my friends, see ya

Jake : ..

<Mc is now offline>

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The drinks were amazing, the music was loud, it set the mood for a good time, as girlies started talking about more and more interesting topics.

One of them asked mc about why she isn't dating and that there are some nice guys around here she should consider.

Mc simply replied that she has her eyes on someone

The group kept asking questions about this " someone" that mc had to think about before answering right away.. who knows what could be at stake

" how does he look like ? " One of the girls asked mc, who was looking at her phone

" handsome I would say "

" can we see him ? "

"no, I .. well I don't have a good pic of him and.. maybe next time! " Mc replied trying to end the conversation.

" what's his Instagram? "

" zodiac sign! "

" and is he rich? "

" I.. I don't know! " The topic seemed to drag on and they ordered more drinks.

And after all this talking about a certain " someone" you start to miss them.

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<2 missed calls from mc>

Jake : I'm so sorry I didn't pick up, is everything alright?

Mc : hey !

Mc : ever thought about going out tonight? The music is good✨✨

Mc : everyone is loud tonight 😆

Jake : Didn't I say it was getting late ?

Mc : and ? Late is when the fun starts , don't be boring for once

Jake : .. you believe that?

Mc : yeah! You should come over and have some fun ! Bestie is getting us another round

Mc : <sent a photo>

Jake : I don't think what you need is another round of whatever you are having.

Jake : I'm serious.

Jake : mc ?

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Sometimes you need to take matters into your own hands, that's what Jake believes, a drunk mc is a reckless mc, he needs to make sure she is alright.

He doesn't know her friends so he doesn't really think it's safe for her to stay out late with them, but what he knows best is that mc would get in trouble for her friend's sake.

Fortunately, nym-0s has her current location stored in case of emergency. It wasn't much of a drive.

Few minutes later he is standing in front of what seems to be a bar

Looking around for mc, wasn't hard as she screamed his name the second she spotted him.

Impressive.

mc who is already hugging his arm, decided to show him off

" guys this is Jake! See ! I told you"

" he really is, yeah "

" damn girl "

" Jake, those are friends say hi ! " Jake decided it's best to play along otherwise it would be rude.

" hello ladies"

The group smiled and giggled and eyes started to travel across his face and figure, even a drunk mc noticed and didn't like that.

" so Jake you wanted something? "

" yes, I would like a word in private "

Taking her to a less noisy area, he didn't get a chance to speak before she was in his arms.

" I'm so glad you came ! " She said hugging him even tighter.

" I'm here to take you home, mc "

" aww but why? "

" you are literally resting your head on me " it was true, she was even closing her eyes a little but after he said that she woke up

" doesn't mean I'm sleepy! "

A yawn proved otherwise

" okay maybe a little "

" say your goodnights and follow me, the car is waiting "

This tone is not meant to be messed with, at least drunk mc figured as much. And decided not to fight.

All mc remembered last night was the fact that she went home and was laid on the bed in which she woke up alone.

She picked her phone to find texts from her friends, they were talking about how nice Jake seemed and asked mc how they met and everything, mc put the phone down and went back to sleep.

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< Jake is calling.. >

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Mc answered, he doesn't usually call.

" good morning, mc "

" good morning! "

" I wanted to check on you after last night "

" oh don't worry not much happened"

" very well "

" oh Jake can you wait a second, someone is on the door "

Mc, was wondering who could it be, maybe her friends decided to check on her too?

She opened the door to see a delivery guy wearing the same logo as that online shop, handing her a package and asking her to sign .

She did and thanked him and closed the door.

" Jake... "

" so that's why they were out of stock, you bought the last one ! "

" exactly, I hope you like them "

" I love them! Thank you, you shouldn't have"

" I'm glad, you are welcome"

" I have to put them on, goodbye for now ! "

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Mc : <Sent a photo>

Mc : they fit the dress well

Jake : very lovely

Jake : I was wondering if .. maybe you would need someone to drive you

Mc : no need really I can take an Uber or something

Jake : nonsense, I can take you there, just call me once you are ready.

Mc : 🤭

Mc : I guess this dress wasn't a bad choice

Jake : I was planning on asking you out after that

Mc : aww really?

Jake : yes, so what do you think?

Mc : sure, it would be fun !

Jake : I can't wait to see that dress on my floor

Jake : have fun, mc

<Jake is now offline>

Mc : !! 😳 Jake ?

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Bonus :

< 3 missed calls from bestie 💖 >

Bestie 💖 : mc?

Bestie 💖 : you looked so deep in thought all day, I got worried.

Bestie 💖 : why did Jake pick you up this early?

Bestie 💖 : call me tomorrow alright! I need to know EVERYTHING!

<Bestie 💖 is now offline>