#When my birthday passed and you didnt call...

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Lonely Birthday - Caleb

Caleb x Non Mc/Reader

divider creds: @/cafekitsune

a/n: ok this is my longest fic yet (can you tell he's my fav), chat i think i cooked with this one. this will be the last part in my lonely birthday series, i really hope you guys enjoyed it!!

Tags: angst, happy ending, female pronouns, reader is not MC, female pronouns, cursing, reader is childhood friends w/ caleb and MC, MC is a bit of a spoiled brat here (pls dkm), this is set in a timeline where there are no evols and caleb does not die in an explosion, this one acc has a backstory in comparison to the other parts I wrote, just cause jumping right into it with caleb just didnt feel right without a proper backstory, use of pet names (sadly he's not calling you pip-squeak in this one but he does call you baby), mentions of self harm (nothing happens its just a thought that passes), lmk if i missed smth

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Xavier Rafayel Zayne Sylus

taglist: @rcvcgers

You were always overshadowed by her, from childhood to adulthood.

To make matters worse, your birthdays were only a couple of days apart, yours coming before hers, because they were so close together your birthdays were always celebrated with her on her birthday.

It was like killing two birds with one stone. Every time you complained about wanting to celebrate your birthday on your actual date you were told it would be unfair for MC.

Your own family favoured her more than you, sometimes you wondered whether they even considered you their daughter at all.

But then there was Caleb. Him and MC were inseparable when you first met her, always there whenever you two hung out. Eventually, you got close to him as well and began to hang outside of your meet ups with MC.

He always made you feel like you were your own person, not a shadow of someone else.

Maybe that's why you fell for him.

Over the course of your childhood leading into your teenage years you were head over heels for him. Anyone could see it was obvious, and to certain people it bothered them, and you never noticed it until it was too late.

●・○・●・○・●・

Despite being the same age as MC, there was one thing you had that she didn't. You were far smarter than those your age, that gave you the ability to skip ahead a couple of grades so that you were at a level that was more to your capabilities.

But your brain could only get you so far in certain circumstances.

You were in the same class as Caleb, so naturally you ended up being closer to him than you were before. It also made admiring him much more easier.

But nothing was ever easy for you. All throughout your school years MC would always barge in on your study time with Caleb, always needing help with her assignments.

Normally, it wouldn't be a problem if it was a one off thing, but anytime you were over at their place to study with Caleb, it became a tutoring session for MC. It was even more annoying when she would constantly brush off your help, only wanting Caleb to help her.

"I don't understand it when you explain it. You're always using difficult words."

MC whined whenever you would offer to help, and each time Caleb would laugh and ruffle her hair.

"It's okay pip-squeak, I'll explain it in simpler terms."

Whenever he would say that, you could feel a pang in your chest.

It was during that time you and MC started to drift apart. You never really understood until that day.

●・○・●・○・●・

The day before graduation you finally chalked up the courage to confess to Caleb, and to your surprise he had accepted.

You had anticipated a rejection, knowing that he was busy with prepping to go to Skyhaven to attend the DAA, and unfortunately a lot of his free time was spent with MC.

He had always been protective of her, he also extended that to you as well. Although the way he treated you was different than the way he treated her.

The fleeting glances, the lingering touches, the nights he would spend with you when things were bad. How could you not fall for a man who cared for you like that.

You thought it was just your delusions that there was something between the two of you, but him accepting your confession made those delusions become reality.

●・○・●・○・●・

Everyone found you guys to be an unexpected couple, they always expected Caleb to be with MC with how good their chemistry was, but he viewed her simply as his little sister. One that he was a little too protective of but you never found that to be a sense of insecurity.

Or so you thought.

You and Caleb had been dating for almost 4 years now. It was a bit rough with both of you pursuing your academics and not having much time to spend together, but you guys always made it work.

Sometimes Caleb would bail on your dates because something came up with his studies, and you believed him. Who knew it was because someone felt a little jealous of you guys spending time together.

You had never realized that the dates Caleb bailed were because someone back in Linkon wanted attention, and who better to ask than Caleb!

You and MC and drifted apart, and after your graduation you barely ever saw her unless you were home for the holidays with Caleb. You chose to be the bigger person whenever she tried to monopolize Caleb's time, knowing he saw you more often than her, you let it slide.

Although, deep down it bothered you that she would always try to be the sole focus of his attention or when you guys went out on a date she just so happened to be there too, turning it into a group hangout where you felt like the third wheel.

Crazy right? Being a third wheel in your own relationship, guess you could cross that off on your bingo card.

It was your birthday tomorrow, you and Caleb had planned a nice day in with him cooking your favourites and then baking a cake together. Both of your schedules had finally managed to align and you guys had a week off, so you planned on crashing at his place for some much needed quality time.

With it being your final year, you guys were buried in back to back assignments and exams, the stress was high. Having the week off let you guys finally have a moment to breathe.

You packed your bags for the week before making your way over to Caleb's place, it wasn't too far of a drive. You made a quick stop at the grocery store, grabbing your favourite snacks and some groceries so you can make him some food while you're at his place.

By the time you got to Caleb's place the sun was just starting to set. You walked into his place, unlocking it with the spare keys he gave you.

It was quiet in his home.

"Hmm seems like Caleb isn't back from his classes yet."

You thought out loud. Putting away your stuff in his room you made your way to the kitchen, wanting to cook Caleb some dinner.

Like magic, as soon as you were done adding the finishing touches to dinner, Caleb walked in.

"Hi baby, it smells good in here."

Caleb greeted you, coming closer to place a kiss on your lips.

You quickly sent him away to go wash up while you set the table. Dinner was nice and peaceful, it was moments like these that made you feel happy. No distractions, just you and Caleb.

You guys spent most of dinner just catching up about all the stuff that happened while you guys were apart. Caleb insisted on cleaning up since you had cooked dinner, so you were sitting on the counter next to the sink as he washed the dishes.

You chatted away mindlessly, he listened with a smile on his face, throwing in a response here and there.

Once he was done, you were about to jump off the counter when Caleb slotted himself between your legs, hands coming to rest on your hips.

You immediately went quiet, the mood shifting to something more intimate. He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against yours, nuzzling your nose with his.

You guys stayed in that position for a little bit, enjoying the moment. The rest of the evening was spent with you guys just lounging around and catching up.

As you were getting ready for bed you could feel your stomach drop with anxiety for no reason, you brushed it off as just your nerves about sharing the same bed with Caleb after a while.

You shouldn't have brushed it off.

You got changed into one of his t-shirts and got into bed, Caleb slid in not too long after, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you in closer to his chest.

“Goodnight.”

He said as he placed a kiss on the top of your head.

“Goodnight.”

You replied back, snuggling closer into his chest.

●・○・●・○・●・

It was around 4 am when you woke up to feeling an empty bed next to you.

It’s still warm, Caleb must have just gotten up.

You got out of bed to go look for him. The moment you stepped out the your room you spotted him in the living room dressed to go outside.

The alarm bells in your head were going off.

“Hey, where are you going this late at night?”

It was just a simple question, one that didn’t warrant the reaction you were about to receive.

“Out.”

Caleb replied in an oddly cold tone.

What’s with that tone?

“Okay, but that’s not what I asked. Where are you going?”

You asked again, something in your gut was telling you that you were not going to like the answer.

Caleb sighed out in frustration before replying.

“MC called and needed me, so I’m going to Linkon right now. You know how she gets.”

Normally you wouldn’t say anything, but this was supposed to be your time with Caleb, no distractions.

“Why do you always go at the drop of a hat whenever she calls? You’re supposed to be spending time with me, not running to her whenever something doesn’t go her way.”

Years of frustration were finally bubbling to the surface, you didn’t want it to come out but you had to set your boundaries.

“It’s not fair to me as your girlfriend if you keep putting her above me.”

Your voiced raised a bit as you spoke, you didn’t mean for it to but having to constantly deal with MC barging in on your time with Caleb, whether she knew he was with you or not, was beyond irritating.

“I’m not putting her above you, she just requires a bit more care and attention than you do.”

That did it, if you weren’t mad before you definitely were now.

“Excuse me? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It’s exactly as I said it. MC always feels insecure, even more so when you skipped grades and left her alone. I can’t just ignore her when she calls me asking for help.”

Every explanation that came out of his mouth had you seeing red, you weren’t gonna back down either.

“Don’t you dare try to pin this on me? Just because we were friends didn’t mean that I had to be stuck to her hip 24/7. I skipped those grades cause it benefited me for my future, and if she really was my friend she would’ve been happy for me instead of sulking around like a child.”

That lit a fuse in Caleb, if there was one thing he didn’t tolerate it was anyone saying something about MC, even if it was you.

“You better watch what you say, I won’t tolerate it even it it’s you.”

His tone had you taking a step back, it was a whole different level of cold. You should’ve taken that as your sign to back off and come back to this when you guys were less heated, but who were you if not stubborn.

“Omg how could I ever insult your precious MC. You need to let go of that overprotectiveness you have when it comes to her, it puts me in a tough spot when you go running to her like a dog when its owner calls.”

You probably took it too far with that but you were past the point of no return.

“You’re so infuriating! What do you not understand that MC needs me right now, every moment I spend here on this useless conversation is more time she’s alone.”

He spat back.

I’m infuriating?

That hit a nerve, but you couldn’t let him see that, not until you got all your feelings out.

“I’m infuriating?! What about MC? Every time we get some time together she always fucking ruins it! Can’t I just have all of your attention and time without her trying to barge in? It’s like she’s trying to make it so we don’t spend any time together!”

“God you’re so fucking clingy! I knew I should have listened to MC when she warned me not to date you!”

He yelled that at you, and for the first time since the conversation started you were speechless.

“What?”

Your voice was low and filled with hurt. You couldn’t believe your ears that he would say something like that.

“You heard me. I should have never dated you. I ignored MC when she warned me, I gave you the benefit of the doubt but I should’ve fucking known. MC would have been a better girlfriend than you.”

You could hear your heart breaking, you don’t know if you’d ever recover from this.

Caleb took your silence as an opportunity to walk around you to the door, slamming it behind him.

You felt your knees give out, the tears were streaming down your face in silent pain. You didn’t know he thought of you that way, you didn’t want to think that way but a part of you felt like MC was talking bad about you behind your back. It makes no sense he would say all of that on his own.

Will I always be in her shadow? Is that all I’m worth?

You thought to yourself.

●・○・●・○・●・

God knows how long you were in that position for, no sign of Caleb coming back or any calls or texts. You picked yourself up off the floor and gathered all your things, you’d be damned if you spent another minute in this house where you clearly had no worth.

Throwing on a pair of sweatpants, you made sure to clear everything you had at Caleb’s place, not leaving a single thing behind.

You put everything in your car and drove yourself home. It was 6 in the morning so the roads were starting to get busy but it was quiet enough for you to be lost in thought, a dangerous action while driving. You were so lost in thought you didn’t notice that you were approaching a red light until it was too late.

A car had crashed into your drivers side, and everything went black.

●・○・●・○・●・

*In Linkon*

Caleb had made it outside of MC’s dorm, the argument he had with you weighing heavy on his mind but his first priority was MC.

Who knew that argument would cost him everything.

It didn’t take long before MC threw open the door and jumped into his arms. He returned the hug by patting her on the head before heading inside.

“What happened? Why did you call?”

He asked, although his mind wasn’t entirely present in the moment, it kept drifting back to you.

“Oh no reason, I was just thinking about you and decided to call you. You know it’s my birthday in a couple of days so I wanted you to spend some time with me this weekend.”

For the first time ever, Caleb felt a spark of annoyance at MC’s reasoning. She had called him earlier in tears and said he needed to come quick, he even fought with you before coming here.

Pushing that feeling aside he simply smiled.

“You know I can’t do that pip squeak, I already promised Y/N I would spend my week off with her. We had a bit of an argument before I came here, so I have to go back in a bit to make sure she’s fine.”

He said.

She’ll probably be calmed down by the time I come back.

He thought to himself, boy was he wrong.

MC pouted, not liking how things weren’t playing in her favour, but she planned on trying to come up with another excuse later to get him to stay longer.

●・○・●・○・●・

A couple of hours had passed when he got that heart stopping call.

“Hello is this Caleb Xia? This is Skyhaven Hospital calling about Miss Y/N.”

The nurse spoke in a hurried tone, tt was like someone had knocked the wind out of him.

“Speaking, what happened.”

His anxiety went through the roof, what happened after he left? Did you hurt yourself? But he never say any signs of depression, was he actually putting MC above you so much that he was ignoring your feelings?

His mind was running a mil a minute with each thought progressively getting worse, the guilt from what he said to you when you guys fought was finally kicking in.

“She was involved in a car accident and needs surgery, we require a signature from her guardian to proceed. Are you able to come in right now? It’s urgent.”

“Can I give you my consent over the phone? I’m currently in Linkon and it would take me some time to get back, I don’t want to delay the procedure.”

Although Caleb sounded composed, on the inside he was breaking.

“The surgeon said that should be fine, please do make sure to be here as soon as possible as you need to fill out some forms. We’ll get started on the surgery. Thank you.”

The nurse promptly hung up, leaving Caleb to his thoughts.

Without wasting a moment he got up and made his way to the door. MC had been trying to listen to what was being said on the phone, unable to decipher what was happening based on Caleb’s words alone. Seeing Caleb getting ready to leave she jumped up, trying to stop him.

“Where are you going? You can’t just leave, you basically just got here!”

She grabbed ahold of his arm, trying to physically stop him but it was of no use, he pulled his arm out of her grasp and tried to leave again before she spoke up.

“What excuse did she come up with this time? She does this all the time whenever you and I spend time together.”

Something in him had just snapped, it was like a fog had been lifted. Never in his life did he think he would be here getting upset at MC, but life has a funny way of proving you wrong.

“What are you even talking about, when has she ever done that?”

MC was taken aback, Caleb never questioned her whenever she said anything like this before, he would just spend some time comforting her.

“I don’t have time for this, I’m leaving. I’ll talk to you about this later.”

He said in a curt tone, leaving no room for discussion.

●・○・●・○・●・

Caleb had booked it to Skyhaven, not wanting to waste a single moment.

By the time he made it, the surgery was still ongoing. Grabbing the nearest nurse he asked for an update, unfortunately they didn’t have much of an update to give him aside from the fact that your condition was really bad when you were brought in. You had ran a red light and were hit on the drivers side by oncoming traffic, the other driver made it out with minor injuries and a concussion.

Unfortunately, you weren’t so lucky. You had been brought in with internal bleeding, a broken arm and head trauma. Your recovery period was going to be lengthy, which in turn would also hinder your ability to graduate this year like you had planned, but that was a problem for next time.

Caleb slumped onto on the chairs outside the OR, the time passed by excruciatingly slow.

●・○・●・○・●・

A couple of hours later the operation was finally completed.

Seeing you in that condition physically hurt him, his chest feeling constricted.

“We were able to stop the bleeding but she’s still unconscious, because the head trauma was severe it’ll take some time before she will wake up.”

Caleb nodded, listening to the doctor’s words intently. He followed the nurses to the room where you were going to be recovering, taking a seat next to the bed he held your hand in his.

“I’m sorry, please. Please just wake up soon.”

Sadly you wouldn’t wake up for another two months.

Everyday Caleb would come to take care of you, making sure to change the flowers before they began to wilt, taking responsibility to wash you and take care of your hair, hell he would even do your skincare at night so you’d wake up in perfect condition.

Although he knew deep down inside that nothing he could do could ever make up for the things he said and how he made you feel. Caleb and MC had also grown apart during this time, constantly wishing that he had never went to see her that night, if he didn’t then maybe you’d be awake and smiling next to him instead of lying still on that bed in this lifeless hospital room.

Caleb came in with a fresh bouquet of your favourite flowers, silently he replaced the old ones, making sure to get some fresh water before putting in the new bouquet. Once that was done he made his way to his usual spot, right next to your bed.

Earlier the doctor said you were recovering well, although it would take some time and rehab for you to use your arm again. You’d also be weak from the extended period of time that was spent in bed, but Caleb was nothing if not determined to make sure he was there for you every step of the way.

“Hey baby, it’s me Caleb. You’re probably tired of hearing my voice everyday huh? The doctor says you’re recovering well, you’ll just need some rehab to help you get back into the groove of things when you wake up.”

Caleb kept getting choked up the more he spoke, he just wanted you to wake up, even if you don’t want him anymore, he’d be fine with that.

“I miss you, your voice, your sweet smile, everything. If I could trade spots with you I would. So please, please just wake up. I’m sorry for everything, I’m such a shitty boyfriend aren’t I? I can’t believe I said all of that, on your birthday no less.”

At this point the tears he tried so hard to hold back started streaming down his face. It was hard to keep up that strong front, but he tried because he felt that he didn’t deserve to be sad, not when he’s to blame for you being in this state.

He grabbed a hold of your hand, bringing it to his face hoping to feel something. Anything.

He nuzzled his face in to your hand as he silently cried. It wasn’t long before he was passed out in that chair, still holding your hand to his face.

He felt it in the middle of the night, always the light sleeper he was awake at the slightest of movements. He knew he wasn’t mistaken, he felt your hand twitch for this first time in two months.

He was now wide awake and sitting upright in his seat, watching you closely. That’s when he say it, your hand twitched in his hold, a slight groan escaping your lips, but your eyes had still yet to open.

Caleb had already pressed the call button, the nurses and doctor filling the room in a matter of minutes, that’s when you had finally opened your eyes.

●・○・●・○・●・

A series of tests had been conducted and the doctor had caught you up to speed with everything before you were left alone with Caleb. You avoided looking at him the entire time, it stung, but he couldn’t complain.

You cleared your throat uncomfortably, the dryness getting to you, but before you could even get the water, Caleb had already poured a glass and was holding it out to you.

You silently took it from him and drank it slowly, not wanting to shock your system. It was a struggle, your grip on the glass was weak. It almost slipped out of your hands if not for Caleb holding the bottom of the cup.

Once you were done, Caleb put the glass on the side, reaching out to grab your hands. You pulled them back before he could touch you.

“Why are you here Caleb? Doesn’t MC need you?”

Were you being petty? Yes, the fight that you guys had may have been two months ago for him, but for you it was like it was yesterday. The wounds from his words were still fresh.

You missed the look of hurt that flashed across his face, but it disappeared as quickly as it came.

"You don't get to come in here and think that everything will be fine. I just wanted one week with you, no distractions. All I got in return? You leaving me alone on the morning of my birthday after telling me you should've listened to MC when she told you not to date me?!"

You had tears in your eyes, but you refused to let them escape. You didn't want to let him see just how broken you were about this.

Caleb had nothing to say, how could he? He was the one who put you in this position, he's the reason you ended up in the hospital.

"Please just leave."

Your voice sounded so broken, all he could do was listen to your request even though every cell in his being told him to stay by your side. He chose to just wait outside your room, not wanting to be too far away from you but still wanting to respect your request.

As soon as soon Caleb left the room you let the tears you were holding back fall, your body shook with sobs as everything came crashing down on you.

Even with the morphine you could feel the lingering bits of pain all throughout your body.

You eventually ended up crying yourself to sleep. The silence had Caleb worried, so he had decided to check in on you, seeing that you were asleep he was able to calm himself down a little.

But the sight of your tear stricken face had him clutching his chest in pain, all he wanted to do was take away your pain.

For now, he was just going to try his best to be by your side, no matter how much you pushed him away. He was determined to make things right.

●・○・●・○・●・

A couple of weeks had passed before you were finally released from the hospital.

During that time Caleb was as stubborn as ever, never leaving your side unless it was for classes, he spent the nights next to your bed, watching over you. He was always one step ahead, if you were thinking about food or water, the next second he would have it in front of you.

You didn't want to admit it, you enjoyed having him wait on you hand and foot. But you still weren't ready to forgive him, not yet. You still needed to talk to him about what happened before you could decide where this relationship was headed.

You wanted to give him another chance, seeing how tirelessly he's been taking care of you these past few weeks. You could only assume he was doing the same those two months where you were unconscious.

In the meantime, you decided his punishment would be your silence, not speaking to him unless it was absolutely necessary. Even then you only spoke a few words.

Caleb was currently in class, it was a Friday so that meant he'd home earlier than the other days.

You didn't have much of a choice as to where you'd be staying, Caleb wanted to make sure you were taking all your medication as well as doing the exercises you were assigned for your rehab, he knew how forgetful you could be, and you were in no condition to be staying on your own. So his solution was to have you stay at his place.

Being there brought back bad memories, but you had made up your mind to talk to him about it. If you were going to be staying here you needed to know where you guys stood in each others lives.

You were currently in his room, wanting to take a nap but your mind was too active for you to relax.

It wasn't long before Caleb came home, not seeing you in the living room he immediately made his way towards his room.

The moment he walked in he relaxed, seeing that you were alright. You saw him and thought,

It's now or never.

"We need to talk."

Caleb's heart dropped, his mind went crazy thinking you were about to break up with him. Although he couldn't blame you for wanting to, but he refused to let you go, you were the only good thing he had in his life, he couldn't afford to lose you. Not before he had a chance to make things right.

"Okay."

He said as calmly as possible, not wanting to give away the immense anxiety he was feeling from this situation.

He walked towards you, kneeling on the ground next to you.

"I'm giving you one chance to explain yourself for that night."

That was all he needed to go on tangent about that night, from the call from MC where she was crying to going to her house and finding out she had been lying to him to get him to spend more time with her instead of you to him and MC having a falling out because of the things she said about you.

He laid it all out, he wasn't proud of the fact that he was so easily fooled by her. He had known her far longer than he had known you, and thought she would never lie to him, boy was he wrong.

"I admit that I have absolutely no excuse for letting myself believe her words. I can't forgive myself for the things I said that night and how I just left you there. It was all my fault."

He took your hands in his, you would've pulled them out of his reach but this time you let him hold them. You could see in his actions and in his eyes how much he regretted that night and how he had been trying everyday to make things right.

"I blame myself for your accident, if I had just stayed with you, if i had never said those words you wouldn't have ended up in this condition."

You had never really seen Caleb cry, so seeing him now in tears as his brain recounted the feeling of seeing you on that hospital bed, had your mind coming to a conclusion.

You were going to give him another chance, his one and only chance. If anything like that happens again you won't stick around, you had enough self respect to not tolerate that.

You removed yours hands from his, Caleb had a look of hurt when you did that, but it didn't last long before you cupped his face, wiping away his tears.

"You get one chance only. Mess up and you'll never see or hear from me again, got it?"

He nodded his head like a child before pulling you to the floor and onto his lap.

He hid his face in the crook of your neck as silent sobs raked his body. You ran a soothing hand through his hair to help him calm down.

It hurt to see him like this, but he also deserved it. Even if it was a fraction of the pain you went through.

"I promise I'll make it up to you. Anything you want, I'll do it."

His voice came out muffled, but you could feel the sincerity in it.

"I'll hold you to that."

[yassiur]

I wanna grow a family with you.

Kinich x fem! reader

warnings: suggestive, but no smut, gore, Mualani being the most thoughtful girl ever😍 pregnancy, miscarriage, sexual abuse taken place (not mentioned but its implied), Established relationship with kinich, kinich being the best husband ever omfg. MODERN AU

Notes: THIS IS MY FIRST FINISHED ONE SHOT YALL OMFG

October 6th, 20**

It was 3 AM, you suddenly got the urge to cook yourself a midnight snack —well, more like morning snack—. You go into the kitchen to find a box of cereal and some fresh milk to aliviate your hunger.

As you're eating, you scroll down instagram reels to find a variety of videos about mothers taking care of their children, and you find yourself craving to experience that motherhood, "It's just baby fever, it'll pass." you whisper to yourself.

It infact did not pass, waking up you find yourself suddenly thinking of how you and your husband —kinich, would raise your child together, would your child be as quiet as Kinich? Or would they babble whenever they get the chance? You continue to lay in your shared bed, zoning out with the fantasies of you and kinich growing a family together.

Kinich stirs awake, immedietly pulling you into his embrace as he takes in the scent of your hair, you don't know whether you should tell him about how you feel ready to take care of a family with him, so you just dig your face into the crook of his neck.

November 11th, 20**

Preparing for Kinich's birthday was relatively difficult, knowing your husband was more fond of relaxing in the quiet whispers of the wind while laying down on the grass, you couldn't do a picnic, since Kinich usually comes home at around 5 PM, so you decide that for his birthday, you'll cook his favorite dish, give him your gift you've been hiding from him for a week now, and lastly, offer him his own family to love and cherish.

In 2 hours, he'd arrive home, which gives you enough time to organize the decorations around the guest room, alongside the table is a few of his favorite desserts and snacks, and in the middle of it is placed a beautiful cake with his theme, and a few silly drawings of you and him getting married. You had just drawn 5 papers of you and him in different scenarios, you and him when you were children, you and him as Wendy and Peter Parker, you and him as loving cats, you and him as , and finally, you and him, as you and him... with a child???

You contemplate whether you should keep this child, you didnt even know if theyd inherit your genes or his genes, it felt weird, but you guessed this could work as a real life foreshadowing, "If he notices this, then I can just easily bring up the topic, and...wait for his response to all this.." you think to yourself. quickly sticking the different drawings somewhere random but visible enough for him to notice.

Kinich arrives home, the light's absence not going unnoticed by him.

"[Name]?" he calls out, a slightly worried tone applied to his call, removing his shoes and placing his bag at the hook of the door before hurrying his steps to the guest room.

Light suddenly flashes his eyes as a loud familiar tune fills his ears, a loud, birthday-like tune--?

Kinich opens his eyes to find green and pixelated decorations around the room, as well as a small yet beautifully made cake at the center of the diner table, written on it was "Happy birthday Kinich! -Your bebz".

While checking the decorations around the room, Kinich suddenly feels weight behind him, soft arms wrapping around his waist. He quickly turns around to be met with your joyful expression, "Happy birthday! Do you like the decorations?" He doesn't smile back, looking around the room as if he's supposed to rate it. "C'mon! You know you like it!!" Your pouting face is not unnoticed fortunately, he smirks to himself, "could've added a few decorations on that empty wall", he points at the ONE wall you didn't decorate. You roll your eyes at him before grasping his hand to start the activities you planned to do with him for his birthday.

Kinich sits down at the table, finally finishing a slice of his cake after almost covering your face with frosting. Throughout the fun, he noticed your eyes seemed to wander to the fridge, he initially thought you just seemed hungry, but decided to look back at what made you so interested into the fridge.

A badly drawn version of the two of you, except theres a third person, a very short person..

You catch his gaze on the drawings, "Oh! Yeah, uh...Kinich, you know...", he gazes back to you

"I wanted to tell you something for weeks, and I just want to know what you think is all." You fidget your hands, avoiding his gaze

"Is there something bothering you?" he asks, you sigh as you reply, "yes, kind of, I- I wanted to know what you think of..having a uhh..." you stumble on your words, just realizing how nervous you are for his response to what you're implying.

"What's wrong? tell me", He grows closer, gently clasping both your hands, rubbing his thumb to soothe you. You gulp and exhale in an attempt to relax yourself before speaking,

"I want to have a baby with you," you shakily state up, he pauses to process your words, he seemed hesitant, even.

You frown, knowing that he does not seem to react well with the news. You hear him sigh before replying with a question, "Are you sure?" He suddenly questions, you gulp. "I will support you with our child, but I want to know that you yourself is prepared for this change," he looks up to you in all seriousness. You avoid his gaze, thinking deeply about this, turning your head back to him, you decide, "yes, I want to create our family, and take care of them by your side," you answer, smiling lightly.

his hand drops your left, bringing the right one to his lips to lightly kiss, even then, you could feel the affection he held for you in that kiss, "then, for my birthday...will you give me this gift?" he asks with a new emotion reflecting in his eyes.

You wake up, memories of last night flooding back to you as you look around, noticing the lack of clothing between you and Kinich. Feeling sick, you quickly feel that this is one of the signs you're pregnant, and hurriedly run to the bathroom to relieve that sick feeling.

Kinich groggily wakes up, quickly running a hand up his hair as the events of last night had transpired back to him. Red creeps up his face as he tries to find you with his hands.

The left side of his bed is empty, and he peeks an eye to find that you're nowhere near his sight, panic arises in him to quickly put on a piece of clothing and find you.

Kinich hears gagging sounds from downstairs and immedietly finds that you're experiencing one of the common symptoms of pregnancy. He opens the bathroom, finding you near the toilet seat, he quickly walks to you to hold your hair from your face while rubbing your back to help you relax. You look up to him and smile, and even with the current situation, he finds that you're glowing beautifully in his eyes.

December 23, 20**

You're finally confirmed to be pregnant, Your belly growing slightly more and more each week, Kinich thinks he can't possibly find you more beautiful than you are right now.

Kinich though can feel tired at times, specially with your mood swings affecting how he feels each day, whenever you're happy, he feels happy, but if you find yourself upset at a random movie scene, or whatever could've possibly hurt you emotionally, he gets just as upset with you.

Speaking of emotions, you seem to be excited this month, Kinich thinks.

You've been pent up since New Years, and you seem more clingy to Kinich than ever, lightly stroking his arm before holding his hand, curling into his arms just to softly bite his jawline. He slightly shivers at your teeth,

You breathe out his name, "I've missed you.." you whisper into the crook of his neck, "Even before New Years, you've got way more commissions than ever, and I've been feeling deprived, you know..?" you mumble, your voice vibrating against his neck, suddenly, he feels like he knows exactly what you want, and he will gladly oblige in what you need.

Kinich softly pushes you from his neck, grabbing your nape to kiss you feverly, his lips merging into yours perfectly, he grabs your waist to pull you closer as he pulls away "I missed you too", he breathes out, his deep voice filling your ears, pecking your lips to make you feel a portion of how weighed his words were, you tighten your arms around him to kiss him again. He kisses back eagerly as he gently goes on top of you, his raven colored bangs brushing your face as you continue to make out. You both part to take back oxygen, your hands dropping to the side of your head as your chest heaves. Kinich gazes his darkened eyes into yours as he goes near your jawline to pepper kisses down your neck to which you turn to the side to give him more access while you hold onto the nape of his neck.

He pulls away softly to eagerly remove his tight shirt, revealing his soft yet defined abs, you sit up to mischieviously smirk, knowing you successfully got him to do exactly what you wanted from the start. His expression dead serious, yet he softly smiles at you before you gesture for him to help you remove your shirt.

Kinich starts to trail his kisses from your bare chest down to your visible bump, making sure his kisses were light as feather as to not pressure you. He goes back up to kiss your collarbone, your whines hitting his ears knowing you wanted him to continue to dive deeper down there. "Patience", he states firmly to keep you in check, lightly pecking your lips before finally lowering his face to your thighs.

"Hahahah!!!!" You laugh outloud at a gumball episode, Kinich observes your weird obsession with this show ever since your pregnancy has been confirmed, and whenever he thinks u cannot be more strange than ever, you manage to prove him wrong every time.

"Kinich, did you catch what he said??? I'll rewind it for you!" You eagerly state outloud, Kinich nervously sweats trying to find what's so funny before you become upset like the last time, which you rewinded atleast 4 times before your mood became ruined for the rest of the day. "ah, Hahaaa....." he tries to laugh right after gumball has said one of his corny jokes, to which you huff and glare at him. Confused, he looks at you weirdly before you state "that was not the joke i wanted you to laugh at ". Thankfully, he had bought one of ur strange cravings he predicted that you'd have earlier and quickly fed it to you before your mood became sour once again. Well, now he knows how to avoid ur angry side.

Kinich arrives home early, with the house being eerily quiet, he quickly throws his bag by the floor, walking up the stairs to check on his shared bedroom to find his beloved wife sleeping soundly on her back, his eyes quickly landing on her rounded belly, mood softening, he kisses her forehead and holds her hands, kissing her soft knuckles. He drops her hands gently before caressing her belly, quickly landing a kiss affectionately on her side before going to the bathroom to change his ragged up clothes.

March 09, 20**

Nearly 5 months have passed, and the baby seems to be growing some consciousness to finally kick in ur belly. You feel the thump as you wake up, realizing that the baby has shown its first signs of communication, you look at Kinich's sleeping face, his long lashes lightly batting as he stares into your glimmering eyes, you trace your hands down his arm to grab onto his hand, guiding it to your rounded belly, "they're kicking..!" you whispered, looking down to your stomach, relieved at the thought of your baby growing healthy. Kinich feels the light thumping against his hand as his eyes widen, quickly rubbing around your belly to check if the baby's kicking anywhere else. At this, you lightly chuckle at his curiosity. Pausing his search, his gaze lands on your face bathed by the sunlight behind the curtains, silently admiring your growing beauty each day. "Have I told you, you're beautiful?" he slightly smiles at your pause before you chuckle lightly, flustered at his compliment.

The hospital light sickens you slightly, as you wait in the cold bed, you initially wanted to make a gender reveal party, but as soon as the doctor entered, your curiosity got the better of you. "Would you like to know the gender of your child?" Kinich looks at you before answering, you quickly nod at his unsaid question, before he nods to the doctor.

Girl, your child would be born as a girl, you quickly look around the dresses you could dress your child in around the baby shop. Kinich holds the cart, his green eyes glued to your figure running around, excitedly checking out whatever could make your baby look like a disney princess, "Kinich! Tell me this dress wouldn't make my princess look like Aurora herself!" Your eyes squint in eagerliness as he finally lands his gaze at the pink puffed dress. It looks huge, but I guess that's what the term "princess" is for, he thinks, he sighs outloud before agreeing with a nod, your squeals vibrating in his ears.

June 12th, 20**

June felt like torture, and you have never felt more tired as the day goes by, Kinich's work taking up more of his time, leading to lack of quality time shared between you two, Your belly felt like it'd explode at any moment due to how heavy it was.

You stayed over at Mualani's house, mainly to catch up and just hang out with her. Initially, you planned to stay over for 2 hours, due to how late you woke up, but the hours passed by faster than you thought, and the night felt darker than ever.

"Hey, you can sleep over here, I wouldn't want you to go out at night alone." Mualani informs, not wanting to risk you into danger out in the night. "I can call Kinich to pick me up, for now I'll just stay in until he comes by if that's fine", you state to her, her excited squeals filling the house as you chuckle.

Kinich knew something was wrong, the person who commission and the idea of the commission was ridiculous itself. He knew he shouldn't have taken this commission, and to make matters worst, he didn't have his phone. Waking up late and leaving in a rush was a huge mistake, with all this stress, he couldn't come up with a way to contact you at all. Apparently, this guy had been ranting on and on about losing a certain family jewelry around an abandoned area, and with Kinich's breakfast deprived brain, unfortunately agreed without asking for more information about what this jewelry even looked like. Stupid, utterly stupid, he thinks to himself, spouting curses everywhere. Looking at the clock on his wrist, he thinks, an Hour from now, and if I don't see a shining glimmering shit, I'll leave, he looks back up to search further in the dusted area.

Kinich hasn't replied, and it's 10 PM, your constant glance at your phone in hopes to get atleast one notification from him worries Mualani.

"He hasn't answered yet?" Mualani questions, thinking deeply before writing X on the center of tic tac toe board you've been playing for atleast 30 minutes from now. "I'm scared. Maybe he has arrived home and he's worried, I knew I should've left a note for him at the fridge", you sigh, writing O on the bottom right of the tic tac toe board. "You know, if that's true, maybe you should just stay here, he's probably tired and can't drive back here to fetch you, not to say he's selfish, but I think it's way safer for you to stay here than go back home." Mualani advises, placing her X on the top left of the board. "I don't know.. I'm really sorry, but I don't think I could even sleep without knowing he's alright." Your eyes droop down, writing O on the top right of the board, Mualani doesn't respond, interrupting your near-victory with her X placed in the middle of ur O's, "I could drive you there, if we see that the lights are open, we can safely assume that he's arrived, if the lights are off, we're coming back here." Mualani says, easing your worries by a slight.

Kinich indeed couldn't find that God Forsaken family jewelry, and what surprises him is how dark the night is, his eyes widen, checking the time.

Kinich fucked up, badly, he ran back to his office as quickly as he could to gather all his belongings. He'd arrive late at times, but never this late. Kinich just hopes you weren't too worried to go out and look for him yourself, specially in the dark of the night.

You were sat at the passenger seat of your car, with Mualani rambling about one of her friends backstabbing her. Her rambles were tuned out due to your worried thoughts wandering back to Kinich, has he gotten himself in trouble? Is he safe, at home? Why isn't he replying at all??

Mualani's voice suddenly toned down to total silence, you break out of your thoughts and see that your house has been lit up, and the door's slightly opened. You eagerly open the car door, thanking Mualani. "Hey! Let me walk you to your house, your belly's practically popping out, jeez.." Mualani hurriedly leaves the car to help you walk to your house. "I can take it from here, thank you so much", you smile at her, incredibly relieved to have Mualani around, "ya sure? I can help you around the house, infact I can stay over you know!" Mualani muses, "I'm pregnant, not diseased, get it right!" You sarcastically reply to her.

"All jokes aside, you suree you can take it? It won't bother me at all to help around the house", Mualani says, you can catch a worried tone in her words, "I'll be fine. Kinich seems to be here anyways, he'll help me around." You reply, suddenly your throat felt dry, something was off. "Oh yeah!.. Totally forgot he was here," Mualani says briefly, you could tell even she felt something off. "Hey, you know-, I mean, I'm not trying to intrude, but I'll just look around with you", she says. In hopes of finally easing her worries, you agree.

Kinich anxiously waits in the taxi, his hair bothering him more and more as he tries brushing them out with his hand. Something's really wrong, the guy who had commissioned him was the cause of all this stress, one of the questions Kinich wonders is why he didn't bother leaving a note. He had said it himself he wanted the jewelry found within the day, if he really had left some sort of jewelry, he'd have atleast compensation for the trouble of trying to find it. Kinich slowly processes this, as his eyes widens.

Kinich rushes hastily around the house, quickly packing his bags to leave.

"Kinich!" Kinich pauses for a second, about to respond that he's late to work, and he can't afford to hear yet another one of his boss' lectures about latecomers.

You hurriedly step down the stairs, Kinich worries at the speed with your current state. "Kinich, your phone! You nearly left it." you frown quickly putting it in his bag.

"Thank you", he replies briefly, pecking your forehead before leaving the house in hurried steps.

Oh what the fuck. The phone's been in his bag the entire time. he messes around his bag in search of his phone.

How could this get worse, one sigh of relief and suddenly you find yourself in a more fucked up situation. His phone was nowhere in his bag. This is bad, really bad..

You and Mualani walk around the house, the door was unlocked this entire time. This worries you further, the fact that Kinich's work stuff is nowhere to be seen makes you feel a lump forming in your throat. Mualani continues to firmly hold you close to her, looking around to see if anything's suspicious.

"I have a really bad feeling about this" Mualani states, helping you with absolutely nothing to ease your worries. "I don't think he's even home", you speak up. "Did you leave the door unlocked?" Mualani questions you, you reply with a shake of your head, "I always leave the door locked, that's why I initially thought Kinich was at home due to the door being unlocked, even though its unlike him to leave it fully unlocked." You speak, processing your words before you realise how bad the situation really is.

Mualani looks over you, her eyes widened in realisation that...someone had broken into your house.

Before you can even think of calling the police, Mualani drops to the ground, red liquid slowly appearing from under her. You look around in panic to see what made her drop to the ground, and lock gazes with an armed man.

Kinich finally arrives, deciding it'd be less time consuming to just walk 10 minutes to his home.

There's something happening, Kinich thinks, no, feels. Something terrible is happening, and with second that passes, Kinich feels more worried than ever, he has to hurry home.

Kinich finally catches a sight of his house, lights are off, but that bad feeling won't go away, infact, it feels like something irreversible has happened by the time he even left his office.

Kinich hurries his steps before resolting to a full sprint back to his house. He arrives at the door, looking around, he sees a familiar car parked at the front of his house. He turns back to the door, quickly trying to open it before realising it has been locked. Kinich searches in his bag further to find the key.

Kinich heaves, his key is nowhere to be found. Kinich's eyes widen in realisation

That man that commissioned him,

That man that had lost a "family jewelry",

That man that for sure took his belongings,

Kinich doesn't complete the thought, rage filling his body before he drops his bag to repeatedly hit the door in hopes to break it down.

Kinich grunts as he breathes out heavily before hitting the door with his side. This is useless, Kinich looks around to the glass window of his house, grabbing his bag to walk away from the window. He silently calculates the range of his throw, before finally launching his bag, shattered pieces of glass loudly hitting the concrete. Kinich couldn't care less before carefully entering the house, stabbed shards digging in his skin.

He looks around the house, and quickly spots Mualani's bleeding body on the floor, his breath caught in his throat. Kinich quickly carries her to the couch, tightly wrapping her stabbed side, Kinich spots a knife.

Kinich does not want to imagine what you could be experiencing right now,

he whispers an apology to Mualani, before hurriedly checking each room of the house.

He passes by the bathroom, he hears a groan of pain,

you.

"[Name]!" he turns back to quickly enter the bathroom, greeted by the most sickening sight ever.

Your bare form, crouched with dark red liquid down your legs, as well as bruises found in each of your limbs, coughing up blood into your hands. Your eyes shakened in pure terror as tears trinkle down your swollen cheeks

Kinich waits anxiously outside your hospital room, the constant beeping sounds irritating him further, as well as unable to remove that ugly view out of his head. How could this have happened? What happened? Where is that man.

"Mr. Malipo?" Kinich perks his head up. The doctor gestures to come into a separate room across yours.

"The child has died due to the injures your wife suffered, they were assaulted and these hits were critical, especially targetted around her stomach." The doctor describes, Kinich holds the urge to puke at the mental image of someone so utterly sick in the head severely harming you.

Kinich can't go home, even if he did, he wouldn't even feel like he was at home, his house was a bloody mess, police were cornering all of it, families of Mualani and yours was overwhelming him with questions. "What happened?" He doesn't know, "how did this happen?" He doesn't want to know. All he wants to do is to see you.

Kinich can't stand sitting down here with his thoughts, seeing you all bruised was mental torture to him, and your unborn child..he doesn't know what to do.

"I need to see her", Kinich states to a nearby doctor. The doctor shakes his head, "Sir, We cannot let you in, we're trying our best to help her, and you will unfortunately be in the way, you can't see her, specially at this state." the doctor states firmly before speaking among his peers. Kinich glares into the back of the doctor's head before remaining sat into his seat, worries filling his head even further than before at the doctors words.

Kinich's finally allowed to see you after hours of waiting, he does not wait for the doctor's words before practically bursting through the door, rushing to your side. your bruises seemed to be less severe, yet still painful to look at. You bat your eyes open from someone tightly clinging to your hand, just to see your husband's green eyes slightly watering at your state.

Sleep slowly worns off of you before you realise why you're here at all, your eyes widens.

You look down to see your bruised stomach has sunk way lower than before. Way less round...

You free your hand from kinich before quickly sitting up to inspect your belly further. "Why's my baby like this?" Your eyes narrows as your eyebrows arch in stress, Kinich's green eyes looks down, finally spilling his tears he's been holding this entire time. Sadly, even with no words spoken, you understood immedietly what had occured.

October 3rd, 20**

Throughout the months, you still continue to grief over your unborn child.

Justice had been instantly served, the man who had broken into your house and physically harmed you had been arrested immedietly, serving a death sentence from the charges now, and the past charges he'd been accused of. Mualani, despite being stabbed, managed to hold on due to Kinich's help in holding her from bleeding out, to which, she fortunately survived.

Yet, Kinich cannot bear this sight of you, you're like a candle that's about to dim from the cold surrounding you, and Kinich, already losing his child, cannot bear to lose you —his beloved wife— too.

Kinich was cooking dinner this time, you layed down on the couch, quiet as ever. You haven't ate normally since then, and Kinich worries that you'll starve to death with this sudden change of routine.

"[Name]", he calls out,

you take a while to reply, he notices, about to call out for you again before hearing your voice hum out. He puts the cover on the pan before walking to you,

His weight dips the couch as you continue still as ever. Kinich wipes his hands on his knees before facing you.

"Would you like to...adopt a cat?" He hesitates to question, unsure if that could unintentionally trigger you. He stares at you to check on how you'd react.

To his surprise, your attention seems to finally land on him, and your eyes slowly lights up in interest before you speak up, "Can we...- I...really take care of them?" Kinich furrows his eyebrows, "We, and yes, what had transpired back then was not your fault", It was mine, he pauses in his thoughts before continuing "that sick man has nothing to do with how we are." he gently intertwines your hands together. bringing your hand to his lips to peck it affectionately.

Your eyes shaken at this, and turn watery at the thought, sitting up to pull your husband into your embrace, "do you blame yourself for what happened..?" You inquire. Kinich pauses, he doesn't reply, but he does dig his face deeper into your neck, you feel something wet soak it before you realise that it's his tears. You smile cheekily, trying to see his face, but his grip tightens into your waist as he sobs into your shoulders, gripping your shirt tightly as ever.

November 4th, 20**

On the way home after finishing up his work, Kinich drives back home, stopping by a nearby drug store to find something to snack on.

Closing the door, Kinich holds the paper bag in his hand, walking up to his parked car. He swiftly enters the car before turning on the engine, he looks up ahead to spot a..tiny black kitten. Kinich sighs before leaving the car.

Kinich reaches his arm to catch the kitten, but to his frustration, the kitten seemed to be playing games with him, running to the other side of the car whenever he got too close to his fur. Kinich grunts before reaching for his car keys, purposely making it beep to stunt the kitten before snatching the feline quickly before it could think.

Kinich hurriedly makes it run to the ground, before hesitating. You and him planned to have a kitten together, why not just take this one home? the kitten looked like it needed a home anyways.

Kinich hold the squirming kitten firmly before gently placing it on the passenger seat, the desperate screams of the kitten was not avoided, Kinich could tell this kitten probably did not have a good experience with humans, specially with a part of his head being bloody, this kitten was lucky to even survive a day out in the wild.

Waking up, you feel a weird furry feeling rubbing your neck before you blink and meet gaze with a strange black kitten and its big green eyes. You pause, before squealing in happiness. Kinich smiles before going to sleep, finally, this could be a new start for you.

[bosinclairsgff]

Taking a bath with Albert Shaw

Warnings: nsfw, kidnapped reader, age gap (reader is legal duh)

It’s Ethan Hawkes birthday (was while I was writing this lol),so I’ll gift you all with a random, short story <3 (gif made by me) bros I’m embarrassed I wrote this also I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO CALL A CLIT 😭😭

“Dove?” You heard him whisper as you felt him moving your hair out of your face. Slowly you opened your eyes. It was dark out already, the basement was dark aside from the street light flowing in and the big metal door being wide open. “Y/n.” He said sternly pulling you from your thoughts. “Ahh there she is. How about a bath?” Albert asks cupping your cheek in his hand. Your eyes lit up, it’s been weeks. He usually brings down a damp rag you use to “clean yourself” with. “A bath? Like..upstairs?” You ask sheepishly avoiding his eyes. He chuckled darkly. “Mhmm upstairs, your filthy and stink.” He states his eyes burning into yours. You felt your cheeks heat up from embarrassment. “Come on let’s go the water will get cold.” He stands up reaching for your hand. You hesitate for a moment, slightly suspicious of his kind behavior. “I wasn’t suggesting you get up, I was telling you to get up.” He growls. Not wanting to piss him off you reached out for his hand letting him pull you up. He held your hand tightly as you both walked up stairs. You passed a kitchen, then down a small hallways and you then reached the small bathroom. Albert pushes you inside gently, turning to close the door and locking it. You were completely trapped inside with him. He stared at you with hungry eyes. The bathroom was steamy and hot. “Wouldn’t want the water to get cold dove.” Albert said just above a whisper. You felt goosebumps cover your whole body. He stepped closer, reaching out to touch your face in a gentle, caring way. “Take off your clothes y/n. Now.” He wasn’t asking. You took a shaky breathe and slowly took off your dirty, ripped skirt. Along with your underwear. They fell to the ground puddling at your feet. Next was your filthy blouse and bra. His eyes never left your body, you don’t even think you saw him blink. You were standing in front of him fully naked. His eyes glistened with something dark and evil. You shudder thinking about it and he notices, laughing slightly. “Well? Aren’t you going to get in? Wouldn’t wanna take a cold bath would you?” You can see him flash a smile at you. He had the top half of his mask on tonight.

You slowly slipped into the bathtub. It was hot and felt amazing. When you fully got in you pulled your legs to your chest. Albert just watched for a few moments, not wanting this to end. Finally he spoke. “Want some company?” He ask so nonchalantly with a smirk. You felt your cheeks heating up from the water or from his question, you couldn’t tell. Some sick twisted part of you did want him to join you. You haven’t really been touched or loved since he took you. You craved it, you craved it from him. “Yes.” You whisper looking down immediately not wanting to look into his eyes. His eyes widen slightly, he wasn’t expecting that. He knew you were just touch starved but he didn’t care. “Mmmm alright my little dove. You have been a good girl. Naughty girls get punishments but good girls can be rewarded.” He sighed as he started to unbutton his cardigan. Albert didn’t have a shirt on under it. Then he moved onto his pants, then boxers. You immediately looked down at the water. He noticed, he notices everything. Albert laughs at your reaction. “Scoot up dove.” He says standing tall above you. You quickly do as he says. Feeling the water ripple as he steps into the hot bath. Lowering himself, both legs are on either side of your body. Your trapped. You feel his arms wrap around you pulling you plush against him. Your back resting on his chest. Looking up at him, he still had that scary mask on you always hated. You slowly feel his right hand moving up your stomach. Shivering at his touch. His hand makes its way to your boob. You gasp as he punches your nipple in between his fingers. You feel him breath in deeply. Massaging your boob softly but every now and then pulling at your nipple. You try to hold back your moans. “Mmmm dove let me hear your pretty little sounds.” He whispers in your ear. You feel him trailing down your stomach towards your most sensitive spot. Finding yourself holding your breathe in anticipation. He chuckles. “You have to breathe y/n.” Albert says as his hand makes it to your sensitive bud. You breathe out shakily, holding back a moan. He slowly starts to draw slow, painfully slow circles. Not being able to hold it back you let out a soft moan. “There you go dove.” He says as he kisses your back. It’s to slow, you need him to speed up, you need more. “Please��please just go faster.” You cry out. “Mmmm” he growls deeply. But he picks up the speed. You whimper and moan out his name. Gripping onto his arm. “Such a pretty girl. You make such pretty sounds my dove.” He whispers. Before you can respond you fee two thick fingers enter you, making you cry out from slight pain and pleasure. His fingers curl up and at cruel pace, hitting the right spot over and over again. “Al…please…I can’t!” You can’t even form a real sentence. “Shhhh it’s okay pretty girl…you’re doing so well. You’re almost done you can take it.” He coos in your ear. That alone almost makes you come undone. One last time he hits the right spot and you cry out in pure pleasure, your ears ringing. He lets you come down off your high holding you gently as you shake, kissing your neck. “Mmm so good dove. You did so so good. I’m proud of my good girl.” Albert says. You both lay in the bath silent for a few minutes. Neither of you wanting to ruin the moment.

“Well, I suppose we should get you all washed up dove.” He says as he pours soap into his hand. You smile softly leaning into him.

[tzurelles]

stunning ✦ kim minji

pairing kim minji x f!reader oneshot genre : fluff !!!!!! clara’s note ✦ hi um this is my first written fic so ik its not that good 😣 not proofread sowry feedbacks and reblogs really appreciated!! :3

you were going to combust with curiosity.

since your girlfriend, minji, had told you about a seemingly massive birthday surprise she had for you, not a day passed without you bugging her for answers. questions such as “will you tell me if i buy you nayeon’s album?” and “ when will you tell me " were quite frequent in you vocabulary as you clinged on to minji, tormenting her with endless questions and acting exaggeratedly cute to convince your ever so patient girlfriend (she acted annoyed but she really did find you adorable 🥹) 

two weeks before your birthday, minji was nowhere to be seen- quite literally. you barely saw her in the morning before she used her alternating excuses of having to do errands or volunteering to help her younger sister with her math exam which you didnt believe in the slightest ( she sucked at math 😭)

but as the loving girlfriend she is, she never forgot to kiss you before she left or prepare breakfast for you to eat when you wake up with a small note labelled “ xo, minji 💋” which always brought a smile to your face. she really did feel bad about not spending quality time with her girlfriend, but she always assured you that it was completely worth it.

since she was busy, you always distracted yourself by doing what you loved most- swimming in your local pool. you adored swimming since you were young. as you grew up by the coast, you always loved swimming in deep waters and watching the ocean’s waves move back and forth endlessly. if you were having a bad day, swimming was the way to go.

on the day of your birthday, you woke up almost shaking with excitement as you wore your pleated summer dress with its designated jewellery and makeup style which you picked from pinterest, hurrying out of the house and picking up your phone to reply to all your birthday wishes.

minji opened the car door for you, bowing to you as if you were some princess. you chuckled, pecking her cheek as she started driving to the place your mystery present awaited you. 

you blushed as she put her arm around your shoulder, inhaling her dreamy perfume as she carefully hid your vision with her hand, guiding you slowly along a path.

“minji?” you muttered quietly, making sure she was still there as you walked along 

“im here, bae “ she replied back with her cheerful voice , reassuring you with a swueeze to the shoulder.

as you walked along, you could smell the homey familiar scent of the sea becoming nearer and nearer. minji suddenly let go of your shoulder and positioned herself in front of you. “y/n! ” she called out to you in excitement, “you can open your eyes now, cutie!” she exclaimed.

as you slowly opened your eyes and adjusted to the lighting of the area, your mouth formed an ‘O’ shape as your eyes were wide open in astonishment. “you did this for me..?” you muttered with emotion, trailing off at the end of your sentence as you taller girlfriend placed her head on yours, hugging you tight as you stared at the gift in complete shock.

she had fixed your old mini boat you used to spend loads of time in, polished it and painted it your favourite (specific ☝️) shade of deep crimson, with small white flowers patterned across the ocean of red. all your friends who helped smiled lovingly, giving you the chance to explore it hand in hand with your girlfriend. 

“look at the view… oh its stunning…i love you so much ” you whispered dreamily, resting you head on minji’s shoulder. “you’re the stunning one, and i love you the most!!” she replied with a soft smile, chuckling and weaving her fingers through your hair.

“we should call the boat stunning then,” you remarked, blushing and looking at minji with a shy smile

“stunning it is then”

[plaidos]

im finally at the end phase with my tmequeer friend group from high school. my partner and i have been trying to find better friends that actually support us, so we can drop them from our lives and luckily we're now getting there because we sure as fuck just lost a sizeable chunk of what was our social lives. it all came together when i told one of them that i dont want to go to their taylor swift themed birthday party because im a woman in my 20s and i have better things to do. they then proceeded to get all the others on their side and completely corner and dogpile me while i tried to explain that its not personal and that it just sounds like a really shit time, but apparently calling it a "nauseating and ghoulish shrine to american late stage capitalism" and explaining that "it rubs me the wrong way, how you're having a birthday party but you've sucked the individuality out of it and replaced it with a white billionaire idol", was a little too meanies of me. (note: i didnt say this until after i had already started to get pushback for declining an invite. all i had done until then was make it clear that i probably wouldnt enjoy it and that im gonna pass on it. it wasnt until i was accused of having no integrity and not valuing their friendship or whatever the fuck that i was like ykw no. fuck this. this is a clown fest.)

anyway it culminated in my friend of 10 years telling me that im always too angry and that they "will not be spoken to like that" and that i need to "change my tone", saying im way too angry and emotional and that i need to get a grip. and if your transmisogyny bingo card isnt full yet, they did in fact go on to say that theyre scared of me; claimed that theyre incapable of being a transmisogynist because they have other transfem friends (an ex girlfriend, and someone theyre currently hooking up with. lol. lmao.); they compared me to their abusive ex citing how im aggressive and emotional; and finally said that ive been like this "even when you were a guy, so you havent changed much."

never again with swifties. never again with the transmisogynistic tar pit that is the average cisqueer+theyfab "friendship/support group".

(sorry if this was long, i hope its at least somewhat entertaining how ridiculous this was)

jesus. honestly, i was ready to be like “i think you were actually low-key kind of mean and dismissive about your friend’s interests” but seeing how they spoke to you in turn makes me think they probably had it coming. even if you WERE dismissive, that is literally all it would be — dismissive — not aggressive, or angry, or scary. i’m so sorry that you had to put up with these annoying milquetoast losers. you deserve better.

[djtommotomlinson]

last november i was in china when my little brother called me and told me to come home. over summer my nan, my mums mum, had passed away before i had managed to get back to see her and my mum, my best friend in the world, had a heart attack soon after. i was with her then. we went to the funeral. she got better. we saw robbie williams live. we went out drinking and to the beach and watched coyote ugly and la la land together, our fave movies.

when my brother called me to tell me mum had cancer i knew it was bad. i lost my best friend to cancer when we were just 16 years old. thats never a good word. but its my mum. and to quote her days after her own mums death 'i always knew one day my mum would die but i never knew she would, like, actually die'.

i knew in the back of my head why i was going home but i didnt believe it. i watched spiderverse for like the third time on the plane. i went to grab my suitcase and laughed when i realised i was at the wrong shanghai - gatwick conveyor belt. who knew there were two at almost the same time.

then my brother, my baby brother, who is 30 next year but was 28 and always our baby brother, called me and my life is never ever going to be the same. i knew the moment he called. and i sat on the floor at gatwick airport shaking and people kept coming over to ask if i was okay and finally my sister and my aunties, my mums sisters, arrived and they were let into the baggage area when they explained and picked me off the floor.

i dont think this is a grief that has settled yet. i was meant to see louis that night. i havent listened to a song by him since despite his music getting me through some of my hardest times. my denial, she'll walk through the door and say this was all a joke, phase went on for months after we planned and executed a funeral and wake on the beach in malta. i made a great playlist, i wrote a great eulogy. i did that but it didnt properly sink in why.

i still, almost a full year on, wake up and think about messaging her to tell her how im feeling and check in on her.

my mum used to send me one direction news she found on facebook every day. harrys got a new album emmy did you know? and i was like no mum wow thank you (of course i already knew). she loved niall and we were going to see him live together. she wasnt a big fan of louis' music but ached for what he'd been through. i woke up the day after hearing about liam expecting a text from her checking in because she got me 1d tickets in 2014 for my 23rd birthday and she brought me merch and the dvd of the movie -

my mum who hated the beatles because they were too mainstream but loved what i loved because i loved it and was passionate about it. god she would have been crushed for me today. she would have been heart broken.

and i think this has hit me like a train not only because everyone who knows me knows how much i loved liam as if he was my own friend, but also because this past year has been so full of grief i dont always know how to get out of bed. my dads mum passed a few months ago. my family are wrecked with it. this past year has been a nightmare we can't get out of.

i always related to liam as someone who was bullied at school and as someone who suffers from mental illness and has suffered from alcoholism, thankfully, for me, something ive managed to come back from and im sober and i always hoped for that for him. its such a hard fucking mountain to climb and i didn't have to deal with the fame side of it and this whole other thing he had to carry. i always wanted him to get better but in the back of my head i had this feeling, i had this fear that i would one day log into tumblr and see the worst.

i still cant, and im sure for a long time won't, believe this real. thats one of my boys. we were very much meant to get old together. i wanted to see him get better. i cant begin to comprehend the fact he wont have that chance. this still doesnt feel real to me man. thats my boy.

just a few days ago I was in a convenience store and they were playing heart meets break and i was jamming and excited to hear my boy in a store. i keep remembering its happened, and i look at the photo on my bedside of me and my mum at the robbie williams concert and i could really do with her right now. a link to a facebook article and her over use of emojis - a shocked and crying face and a broken heart. because what else can express this?

i know i didnt know him but i always had the comfort of knowing of him, of listening to his music and watching his videos and feeling less alone in a cruel and lonely world.

its okay to be a fucking mess, if you can take time out please do. i wish this world allowed more of that. after my mum everyone had to go back to jobs and life and it still blows my mind that i was walking down the street then and today and everything was the same. the world should pause but it doesn't.

at the end of all of this, one day this might settle and make sense but right now it doesnt at all and thats how these things work. i love you all, this is not something i thought we would have to face until we had all grown old and spent all of our money on reunion tickets and seen our boys grow old and live their lives.

give people you love a hug, tell people you love that you care about them, work out problems and differences if you can and make the most of it. you never know how much time you have.

[femreader]

♪⋆.✮ ┆TB9 or Theo says hi .ᐟ OC info

author -> Idk I’ve had this persona in my head

1. Name: Matteo Luca Brown. His dad says it’s after a nurse and himself. His mum says it was supposed to be Mattheo but his dad was too nervous and excited while writing the name that he forgot the ’h’ in the birth certificate. Likes the nickname ’Theo’ but not so much when people he doesn’t know use it (such as random fans, media outlest etc.)

2. Birthday: 24th December 1998 (26-27 yrs). So he has had ’Christmas and birthday are always combined’ sort of syndrome his whole life. Gets the ”so youre jesus then” joke on average 9 out of 10 times someone finds out his birthday. Always dies a bit more inside.

3. Family: Luca Brown (dad), Aemilia Brown (mum) and little menace Maisie (little sister, 6 yrs). Loves them all. Would throw hands, especially for Maisie.

4. Background & F1: Sort of stumbled into F1 I think. Like, never really put all eggs into that basket because he was sure something was going to get cocked up and always went with the mentality ’it’s never gonna last so whatever.’ Also did a remote degree in international relations because of this, since his parents are entrepreneuers with a security company. (Dont ask me how that’s realistic it just is for this :) )

Driver for Williams. Chose his racing number 9 because it was the first time that came to mind. Refuses to elaborate any more. Really took it because Maisie's birthay is 09.09. Joined f1 when he was around 19. Very quickly climbed up the ranks with his aggressive and "slippery" driving style. (Some love it, some call it second coming of MadMax.)

5. Personality: I should know but I dont. But I’d say more on the logical side, thinks with the head and not heart. Very loyal to his closest ones (like will actually fight if have to. Has had to, created a small tabloid scandal in his F3 days) but also will drop you the second you misuse his trust. Like, wont ever be the same again. Pretty witty, and has the humor of subtle bullying (but the good kind y’know) and heavy sarcasm. (It’s a second nature at this point, he cant turn it off he has tried).

6. Life outside of F1 I guess?

-> 6.1. Likes to stay lowkey, avoids media responsibilities like Kimi. Like, if someone does manage to get him to do an advertisement it probably included threatening, bribery and small amounts of voodoo skills. (Unless it was something he actually advocates for)

-> 6.2. bit of a nerd about his interests. Like cars, music and animal spotting. Will do a Tiktok explaining aerodynamics for half an hour but will try to hide away into a cockpit or the simulator if it’s a game of would you rather.

-> 6.3 Tried Golfing once with Lando. Didnt try again.

-> 6.4 Speaks english but mostly irish gaelic with his family. Aemilia especially was very firm on passing the knowledge down to her kids. Can curse in dutch (thank you Max) and speaks german pretty well. Understands spanish and italian to a certain level (”uhm… London?”)

-> 6.5 He doesnt actually have a lot of relationship experience. Maybe had one of those weird hanging out sort of things with a girl in high school but nothing more. He had just never really put effort into it. Has been content with his mates from childhood.

-> 6.5.1 in continution: little emotionally constipated. Not by choice but, like, untrusting if someone actually likes him and not the money and stuff. Also see 5.

-> 6.6 Bi. Or pan, he doesnt really care. Something little gay anyway.

-> 6.7 plays electric guitar. Has some covers out on Spotify but mostly does it for shits and giggles. Also has a varying music taste but mainly rap, hip hop and old school rock.

-> 6.8 Loves tattoos, loves getting them, hates that it’s difficult during the season. He has one mermaid on his arm that Maisie drew, his ma’s favorite flowers, his dad’s favorite animal and the word *live* in his grandpa’s handwriting. (and bunch of other stuff he had gotten over the year)

-> 6.9 Doesn’t have a favourite track but L-O-A-T-H-E-S Las Vegas. Does not like it. Too much noice in one city, too many lights and too many people. Usually walks around in headphones to tune it out and that’s why he never hears anyone calling for him.

7. Some angsty things?

-> 7.1 Biggest tragedy in life was his grandpa passing away (dad’s dad) because they were always very tightly knit. Wears a necklace he got from him when he turned 15 everyday. Always has the initials W.B. (William Brown) somewhere on his race attire (helmet, gloves, car livery) for every race. Goes to his grave everytime he visits Ireland.

-> 7.2 Doesn’t like clubs. Pubs are fine but in nightclubs people are too rowdy and music is too loud and there’s no space. During his early days in f1, his drink ended up being drugged and it caused him to have a mild panic and anxiety about even going out for a while. Doesn’t talk about it.

-> 7.3 Has no patience for specualtion and shit talk and it has ended up in multiple fines. Even if he did have a disagreement with a fellow driver, it would be between him, them and the data. A reporter asking about it, or trying to get a narrative scoop immeadiately makes him either talk back snappy or be petty and silent.

-> 7.4. Smoking vice. Not a chainsmoker like he'd go through pack a day but it's a crutch he leans to whenever he's stressed.

author -> it’s still bit of a work in progress but here’s roughly the stuff I’ve come up with so far anyway slay enjoy drink water take your meds and eat some good food bye <3

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© for entertainment purposes only, this work does not represent real-life people and is completely made up. Any correlations to real-life people and/or events are coincidental.

[telugxrl13]

it’s literally Christmas Eve but I’ve got a mega rant read it or don’t vv

why am I so different from my parents? like I’ve realized that some of my traits are a mix of theirs but we don’t share any hobbies or talents? my parents never read, they aren’t that good at English, yet literature is my thing? neither can they sing and dance, or are artistic at all, but i am? And for some reason, these differences give them an excuse to not pay attention to anything I do at all. They don’t ask what im doing, what im reading, what im dancing to in bharatanatyam, what I was painting back when I used to go to art class, what music im listening to. Even when THEY are the ones who enrolled me in those classes. All because they “don’t have time”. So they NEVER have time?? because that’s they’re excuse ALWAYS. and then my mom goes and talks about how much work she has to do, how she has to cook and clean for everyone in the house, if you want help, could you TEACH me how to do stuff instead of complaining?? (ok that was unrelated, now back on topic>)

just a few weeks ago, my mom figured out my favorite color was purple when asking me what decorations I wanted for my birthday. My dad probably knows nothing about me as well. They think I hate or im so distant to Indian culture, maybe if they asked what I was reading, they’d know that I read Aru Shah?

And the few times my parents DO try to invest in what im doing, omg, it sounds SO fake. Like yesterday when I came back from dance my mom subjected me to shopping, but does she care that I just worked my butt off physically for over an hour? And I tell her that and she’s like “if I could come to your class I would watch you for an hour” like NO THE FUCK YOU WOULDNT ?? When I tell her that she’s like “well I have nooo time do you expect me to actually do that” and laughed—then why are you FUCKING LYING TO ME. why do you think lying is the only solution to EVERYTHING and it’s the only thing that’ll make me happy? why do you LAUGH every time I want you to actually SEE me? Why can’t you TAKE ME SERIOUSLY?? Like I swear to fucking god im not a clown or a freak to laugh at all the time. Plus when I get mad at her for this shit she’s like “your just like your dad” like MF IF YOU KNEW MY DAD FOR MORE THAN ONE MONTH (she brags about it??) BECAUSE OF A FUCKING ARRANGED MARRIAGE AND DIDNT JUST MEET HIM ON A PHONE CALL SITUATED BY A MATCHMAKER YOU WOULD KNOW THAT HE HAS BIG FAT FUCKING ANGER ISSUES AND THAT THEY WOULD HAVE PASSED DOWN TO YOUR CHILDREN—that’s not my fucking fault??

And don’t even get me started on my dad because he’s lived in this country for over fifteen years yet he literally knows NOTHING about it? On Saturday it took me five whole minutes to explain to him how my friend didn’t know she was having a party (it was a surprise) so she didn’t invite anyone. And he kept interpreting it wrong like OMG it’s not hard 😭😭 and imagine this but about stuff I like, he can never and probably never will understand my hobbies.

Honestly I’m pretty sure my followers who check in on my blog every once in a WHILE know more about me than they do. other than yall, idk who else I’d talk to about this. I’m super proud of you if you read through all of that 💗💗 this entire thing was in one mega paragraph so be glad I broke it down. my mom is calling me down rn for some family shit so 👋

[actualbird]

hi zak!!! deliriously asking this at 5am, but don't you ever think about every time marius (and i guess that whole von hagen family in that sense) celebrates his own birthday is he reminded about his mother's death? like... the way you share birthday with your mother's death anniversary.... haha how does that go............

first of all, I HOPE U WENT TO SLEEP AFTER SENDING THIS MESSAGE!!!

second of all, AUUUUUUUUGGGGHH //wailing in agony

i have thought about it in passing and it hurts my heart....frankly i think marius, once hes old enough to understand what happened (and also old enough to be blamed for what happened) (which...wasnt very old at all, he was still a child) takes it hardest. of course, giann and austin grieve, but i like to think that because theyre older (and thus more mature and capable of compartmentalizing) that their grief for carenina is separate from their joy of having marius in their lives. it wasnt a "deal" or a "trade" in their minds and in their hearts.

for marius though, it is. he sees the beginning of his very existence inherently tied to the death of his mother. he sees his existence as a sick "trade" by the universe; lose someone you love and gain a child thats a burden and a reminder of who you lost. hes much harder on himself, and i think thats partly because he never got to meet his mother, so he didnt get to experience how excited she was for his birth, he didnt get to experience first hand how much he was loved by her even before he was born. giann and austin got to experience this, and, even with all the bumps in the road, they continue this love for marius. in a way, it's a form of remembrance too. but marius had it different. what he knew was once upon a time there was a perfect family, and then he came along, and grief loomed over them like a shadow theyll never be rid of. marius feels like he was a thief. marius feels like he stole life of his mother.

semi-related: i actually have an hc that marius' mother did not die during childbirth (and thus not on marius' birthday), because canon never confirmed that it was during. instead, canon just said that the strain of giving birth was too much for her deteriorating health, so it's not without the realm of possibility that carenina lived for a few months after childbirth before passing away.

why i have this hc is because:

1 ) i hc she was the one who gave the nickname "king". she'd whisper it to him delightedly, boop his little nose and tease him for being a pampered little baby, calling him "my little king" as she cared for him in her last days.

2 ) i just want carenina to have met marius, even if marius cant ever remember it. i just think it would be nice, and that it would be fitting. one of the last moments she had was cradling her beloved son in her arms, and she was at peace when she went

she was full of love and had no regrets. to her, this wasnt a "trade" either. this was her choice, and she was glad to have made that choice.

but of course, marius cant remember the experience, and he thinks otherwise. to him, being born was his first sin among many.

[kazuyas-gallerymwah]

꧁༒☬𝑺𝑲𝒁 𝑫𝑹 𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑹𝑶☬༒꧂

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Name: Souta Kazuya

KR : [소우타 카즈야]

JP : [宗田和也]

CH : [宗太和也]

Nickname: Sota, Hyojun.

Age: 23 years old

Height: 6'1 ft

Birthday: November 20th 2000.

Positions: dance racha, Maknae line, foreigner racha.

Ethnicity: half Korean & half Japanese.

s/o: Kim Seungmin

Skzoo: Hyojie (Snow Leopard)

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¦|𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌|¦

!!Photo does not belong to me!!

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༺𝓑𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂༻

★raised in Japan for a good percentage of his life before moving to korea with big dreams. he took his chances and auditioned at Big Hit Entertainment at around early 2020, becoming a trainee at around 19 years old before getting into a survival show with a group of young boys later to be known as Enhypen. he unfortunatley got eliminated during the final round and Enhypen later debuted without him.

instead of packing up and leaving for home, he got hired as a background dancer and choreographer at Hybe Entertainment. working for about 2½ years at the company, during that period of time another company constantly pestered and prodded at him (JYPE) . basically begging him to come and work for them instead.

with nothing to lose, he went ahead and transferred to JYP at around early 2023, continuing his job as a choreographer and mentor instead in a much better work environment.

one day, he just couldn't sleep so he decided to go to the dance studio at ungodly hours of the night and practice his choreography for a recent project he was working on. Bangchan just so happened to pass by the dance studio with the same insomnia problem, Chan had no intentions to stop by the dance studio but when he caught glimpse of that guy dancing alone in the studio at 3 am in the goddamn morning, he couldnt help but be intrigued.

so Chan approached the new guy, briefly introducing himself before asking for their number. now, Hyojun was heavily weirded out by the entire introduction but what the hell! the guy who just asked for his number was cute as fuck and he wouldnt mind giving a hottie his number. little did he know that little encounter would change his life.

!note!

during this time bangchan was being pressured by JYP to make a new addition to his group in hopes that it would make them blow up in popularity. Bangchan was given options on new additions but he was never interested in it UNTILL, he saw a random guy bussing it down in an empty dance studio (WHO WASNT EVEN IN THE RECOMMENDATION LIST HE WAS GIVEN) and went "yes, that's the guy. thats my lucky charm"

back to the story

Hyojun didnt know jack shit about Stray Kids or this little new addition drama. all he knew was that a few weeks after that night he was woken up by a phone call by JYP on his day off, telling him to get ready and pack his things. obviously, he was confused asf but did what he was told and packed his stuff thinking it was probably a short trip. only for a bunch of muscular guys to barge in and pack up absolutely EVERYTHING, leaving the room empty. now my boy was stressing thinking he was fired or some shit only for JYP himself to escort him to the elevators along with his stuff and pressure him to sign contracts he could only skim over. when they reached their destination, they practically dropped him off at a dorm room he wasn't familiar with with a simple "good luck" before leaving him in the middle of the room surrounded by boxes that contained his stuff. my bro was stressing out, because he knew some one or some people lived in the very dorm room he was standing in but he didnt know what to do. he stood there for atleast half an hour stressing before Han came out of his room going to do god knows what only to meet a tall mf in the middle of the living room area surrounded by boxes and bags of stuff.

(im sorry if this backstory is shit, this is the first time ive actually written it down, this also the first time I've made a dr introduction )

★Thank you for your time★

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[chrissturniolosbitch]

11:26

a/n: i need to write a amut, nothing is stopping me wdf..

also MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW!! im boutta be 16😛 (yes i alr changed my shit)

summary- chris and y/n are arguing over something stupid, and chris get a lil bit TOO angry.. and she leaves. (chris comforts her in the end🙄)

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"gosh youre such a fucking bitch..." chris said getting in my face. I stayed silent, not wanting to make him more angry.

"youre so fucking pathetic, look at you ignoring me like the little bitch you are." Chris stated seeming more and more angry.

"i-im sorry chris." I forget even what we were fighting about. I guess he did too because once he looked at me and saw tears streaming down my face, he went silent.

"i s-should... um go." I didnt want chris to see me like this.

My whole childhood, (till i finally moved out) was constant screaming, and fighting. Shit being thrown, and cops getting called almost every day.

"baby please dont leave." chris tried to grab my arm but i was already shutting the door.

I knew chris felt bad for what he did, but i didnt want to make him feel guilty.

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(about 5 days since the argument)

i have been ignoring chris' messages, and calls. I miss him, but i didnt want him to see me. I felt like i was the one in the wrong.

i was lying in bed scrolling on tiktok hours on end hoping time would pass quickly, "alexa what time is it?"

*only 11:26?* i though after alexa told me the answer to my previous question, when suddenly i heard knocking on my door, "who could it be at this time.." i said to myself silently.

i opened the door and to my surprise, "c-chris?" i said shocked to see him, "hi baby... can i please come in?" he said with puffy eyes, and a raspy voice. I motioned him to come in and sit on my bed.

its obvious that he has been crying, but i didnt say anything, "can i start off by saying i am so, so sorry that i yelled at you like that. I would never mean to hurt you, and i know i was being a dick..." he took a deep breath in, tears flooding his eyes, as he wiped his face.

"I know you are probably still mad at me, and i know that what i did was so wrong, especially when i know what hap to you." there they are. Here comes the tears.

"I will never stop loving you y/n you mean the world to me, and i have so much more time, and love to spend with you baby. Please for-" I cut him off with a kiss.

He looked at me sobbing, i felt so bad.

"chris. Its okay my love, i know you would never mean to hurt me." I started to get teary eyed, what the fuck.

I pushed him back onto the bed and kissed him again, and again, and again.

I layed on his chest before he squeezed my waist, "youre so perfect mamas i love you... never forget that" chris said with ear to ear smile, kissing my forehead.

"i love you to chrissy."

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anywayssss.... i miss chris so much.

[gallivich]

16 jan

2025 #3

hai tumblr lucky number 3 (or maybe thats 7 BUT ILL GET BACK TO U ON DAY 7)!!! School decent now im out the shower with my fingernails about to fuckign fall off ok.

Omg whats so fucking crazy is the dsmp drama atm wdym back in like 2020 i was watvhing them all be friends laughing together and now THIS is happebing. Likeee what. Im so fucking full up coz i ate a small meal like 5 hours but i ksut want mozzarella sticks SO BADwell. Technically called halloumi fries but taht just sounds gross af . Anyway. School. These fuckass boys keep saying i have a big nose LIKE I DONT ALREADY FUCJING KNOW but its so embarrasing coz theyll say it and no one even notices them like ur looking a little desperate. But like its kinda my first experience ever with first hand bullying and im js thinking like this is no fun at all tbh. I JUST FEEL SO LONELY ALL THE TIME IM ACTUALLY DONE lowkey consider offing myself often solely because of my lack of friends. Like thats js not thr wwy to live is it. But then it all goes away whn im back at school so im just waitng. OOHHHBFUCK NO ITS FRIDAY!!! i just like wednesdays and thursdays NO GEOGRAPHY!!!!! I fucking hate geographys nd im terrified of my fucking bitchass geography tracher god shes so fuckijg rude. Okmore about my day:::

In drama my ljke bff (in myclass afleast) didnt wanna talk to me or snyrhjng and i was just ljek. Oh. Even tho we're the closest to eachtoehr in the class and i jsut dont see why not so i ahd to pair with people who are like bffs w eschtojer and i jsut so wasnt feleing it. And then the meanest girl in my class was crying all day and im jsjt sorta like ca n someone get. Her emotional support like it ruins the vibe so bsd. Had a maths test and couldnt answer a single question and lunch was awkward af but i saw my crush alot so idm so mich AND LIKE NOW THAT I LOOK BACK ON THE DAY LJTERALLT NOTJING HAPPENED

Then i went to chemist and boight mabelline like magic stick or whatever tf they call it but it was lokwey in thr weong shade and makes me look like a ghost BUT I THINK I CAN MAKE IT WOrk. Im not wasting 10 fuckign quid no way like that shits expensive AND AFTER MONTHHSS OF WANTING I FOIND BURTS BEES POMEGRANATE LIPBALM. Lowkey shit doesnteven smell very good or tint lips and it made stupid alarm go off snd it scared me so bad what if they think i stole it and thry track me down. Abyway! Im just so out of it today bothing good happened nad im bored and im not excited tor tomorrow but im kinda excited actually because i can yap to friend in biologyfor 2 periods straight and theres a lockdown happening mid geography SO LIKE BASICALLY NO GEOGRAPHY IF U THINK HARD ENOUGH ABOUT IT. I fucking despise geography. YAAAYYY. I feel bad because its almost my dads birthday next friday AND I HAVE NO HFUFKING CLUE WHWY TO GET HIM and my mums lowkey acting psycho af like chronically ill i lowkey in my heart beloeve shes got bipolar like actually no joke i see it in her eyes (joke) but not a joke coz i think she does

The second hand embarrasment when i was scrolling on tiktok with ym friend ya and her "secret" account whereshe posts like intense vents on comes up on my fyp while shes watching LIKE THAS SO EMBARRASING FOR HER ABUT I SCROLELD PASTVSO IT WASNT LIKE A BIGDEAL idk ok i just booked to tommy innit he said give me a goddamn minute i saidbitch pass me the blubt icnalled for the dick not s hfkcjng man hunt!

Today im enjyong mozzarella sticks, glee, sinjin, spice and everything nice, FUCK IDK!!!!!!! Ok idk what to go watch i judt wnana sleep but i haent done ANYTHIGN today so i feelim wasting th eday away

Today im hating being full, my face, homework, smelling bad, anxiety snd everythingelse bad sorry for sad quinn gif theres no normal quinngifs and lwokey mood. Relishing in the fact ive only cried once thebwhole year. Man im winning(not oncluding lowkey tearing up sniffles DOESNT FUCKING COUNT)

lover, you shouldve come over - jeff buckley

[pbaz7]

I was watching their “one in a million” slam interview when I got this notification…

Anyways.

I forgot I was live reacting again ugh

She unlocked it and couldn’t help but chuckle when she saw a text from Caroline pop up first: You still alive? Hope it was good.” Azzi typed a reply, “Yes, I’m alive and please relax.”

- future me do we get carols reaction

“Telling your friends how good I was already?”

- confidence like this (in a woman) is so attractive

“I’m 22. My birthday is October 20th. Um… I like purple.” She trailed off, her mind suddenly blank on what else to add.

- talk abt ur ipad

Azzi’s eyes lingered for a moment, biting her lip slightly as she took in the way the light outlined the toned muscles of her back.

- it’s 7 am

Something about wanting Paige to come by campus for a bit before her flight since she didn’t have much time to officially meet the team and hangout with them yesterday

- right..right (krispy kreme lady)

“Paige is coming to campus in about 20 minutes. I’m sending her your number so she can call you when she gets there. Make sure she feels comfortable,” Geno instructed, his voice casual yet expectant.

- it may seem crazy what I’m boutta say

Paige caught Azzi’s reflection in the mirror, her gaze flickering down to the black shirt draped over Azzi’s frame before meeting her eyes again. A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she mumbled through the toothpaste, “Looks good on you.”

- I’m giggling

“Don’t get used to it.”

- don’t lie

Azzi raised an eyebrow. “Me or the bun?”

- I think azzi is the rizz master here Paige sorry

Paige grinned up at her. “Yeah?” Paige licked her lips as she looked up at Azzi, “So what you wanna do about it?”

- freaked out ass. It’s 9 am now.

Paige kept her eyes on Azzi, her gaze unwavering. It made Azzi shift slightly, the intensity of it throwing her off.

- relaaaaaxxxxx

Azzi looked Paige up and down with a small smirk playing on her face. “You know if you want to–”

- YOOOOOO???? YOU GON FINISH THAT SENTENCE????????? YOOOOOOO????? YOOOOOOOOOO????

“You sure had a lot to say last night.”

- now azzi.

“I’ll see you soon, Azzi.”

- you better mean that too.

And now, about a month or so later, they were about to see each other again.

- WHO ELSE SAID YIPPEE

Azzi was locked in, focused on her silent routine, until a glance toward USC’s bench made her freeze for half a second and do a double take.

- YOU BETRAYED ME AND I KNOW THAT YOULL NEVER FEEL SORRY FOR THE WAY I HURT YEAH YOU TALKED TO HER WHEN WE WEDE TOGETHER YOU GAVE ME YOUR WORD BUT THAT DIDNT MATTER IT TOOK YOU TWO WEEKS TO GO OUT AND DATE HER YOU DIDNT CHEAT BUT YOURE STILL A TRAITOR

I don’t know if you had anyone to make the pass but still.

- YOU MAKE THOSE PASSES PAIGE!!!! TO AZZI!!!!!

"Guess that means you’re running out of options, huh?"

- it’s looking like she’s bleeding blue

Finally, Azzi exhaled. “Can I kiss you?”

- azzi you are so cute

“Yeah. You spent all day yesterday texting me about how bad your cramps were,” she reminded her.

- manifesting a listener gf for me

“Life has a way of being unpredictable and a little cynical, regardless of your intentions. So I think about everything I’m doing way too much, hoping I can control the outcome… even though chances are I can’t.”

- author I’m crying.

“And I hated the world for so long. Sometimes I still do honestly,” she admitted, a bitter edge creeping into her tone. “Because I—I did everything right. I prayed every night, I gave back, I was generous, selfless, I worked hard, I did everything they say you’re supposed to, and that still happened. But then I remember I can’t hate the world. Because we’re all still here and healthy. I still get to play the game I love. I’m still so blessed. So I can’t even give myself the grace to be upset about everything.”

- author please spare me. I’m sobbing.

“I already told you why…You were way too interested for it to be just one night.”

- reassurance is one of the most attractive qualities one can have.

Paige hesitated, biting the inside of her cheek. “It’s just—my thoughts are a lot quieter when you’re around, for some reason. It’s just a little jarring going back to that after you leave.”

- BABYGIRL🥹🥹🥹🥹

Eventually, Paige stepped back, putting her hands in her pockets, though Azzi noticed how her fingers absently toyed with the ring on her finger.

- so babygirl omg 🥹

I think I cried for majority of this.

- annoying anonymous 🥸

confidence like this (in a woman) is so attractive

well yeah because why would a man be there

talk abt ur ipad

this is actually so real i forgot about that

don't lie

she did

YOOOOOO???? YOU GON FINISH THAT SENTENCE????????? YO000000???? YO000000000????

you literally just said relax ?!?!

manifesting a listener gf for me

we exist i swear

author please spare me. I'm sobbing.

i am so sorry 😭😭

i’m sorry for making you cry it was not intentional i swear

[cantsleephomesick]

i was too young that night

and you knew that

playing with my feelings

i was just a child

you acted like nothing happened

like i was the villain

but you made the first move

dont you dare put me in that position

scrubbed myself clean

what you did was vile

so fucking mean

and hostile

i was only thirteen

too young to understand

but i was always told you keep my hands to myself

i never knew why but now i am aware

and i want to call you names

because i know better

i didnt even know your name

now that doesnt matter

seven years have passed

i sit here telling my story

in my therapists office

i hope she doesnt think im boring

recounting the day of my thirteenth birthday

my mother flew me half way across the world

just for someone to take my innocence away

i still cant talk about it

i swear im not a coward

no matter how many campaigns are out there

i still dont feel empowered

repeat that sentence again

see if that makes sense

now twenty

this is going to haunt me until the end

twenty fifth of september

twenty seventeen

i was too young half you age

you probably have a wife and kids

you were probably engaged

but i didnt check

because all this happened too fast

your hands on my back

you never asked

you might know where this is going

the words cant escape my mouth

i know you know what im talking about

i was too young that night

probably half your age

im trying to be alright

and im trying to change

but i shouldnt have to be the one to suffer

i shouldnt be the one to mourn

but it is unfortunate how world works

i was thirteen

bet that didnt cross your mind

when you put your hands on me

how unkind

[theultimatenerd0fficial]

19 and 30 for the ask game? :D

My first victim ask >:)

I love discussing things it's like my favorite thing in the world-

19

Do you believe in Ghosts/spirits?

honestly? Not sure. There's definitely things we can't explain. Feelings we get.

One time, I heard my fan on and as it was running, a few seconds after it turned on, I heard screaming. It was for only a solid minute, but I know i heard it. That was at 9:58. There was a medical emergency in the town neighboring me at 10:01.

I was at an auction place with my parents to pick up stuff, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I knew the family in this picture. The father died the day after my birthday. So yeah, idk, but I'm DEFINITELY not gonna mess with it on purpose yknow?

Im also a hellenic polytheism, so honestly? I am kinda inclined to believe it

Also, side note. It happened again today. When I was getting in the car I thought I saw a burned face in my rear view mirror. Don't know what the hell that means, but be careful around stoves for a while moots

30

Favorite movie?

*inhale*

BOOK OF THE ATLANTIC (BLACK BUTLER)

THE ANIMATION

THE STORY

MY TWO FAVORITE CHARACTERS MAKING AN APPEARENCE (UNDERTAKER AND GRELL)

ALSO IT HELPED ME PASS MY EUROPE GEOGRAPHY TEST THAT I DIDNT STUDY FOR

SO YEAH

I KNEW THAT THEY LEFT FROM ENGLAND

AND ITS CALLED THE BOOK OF THE ATLANTIC

SO I KNEW NEAR EUROPE WAS THE ATLANTIC

[pumpkinsy0]

And…what if I asked to start this new year off with some angst headcanons? Specifically the gang accidentally forgetting Two-Bit’s birthday. (Bonus points if you throw in either Dar-Bit,Dalbit, Or TimBit,you can decide.)

Idk everyone always says they’d forget Ponyboy or Sodapop’s birthday. And I genuinely can’t see that happening with how the Curtis brothers act. But I can definitely see them accidentally missing Two-Bit’s birthday. I can also see Two having very mixed feelings on this especially if his own family forgot as well.

id tell u that ur soooo real for it i love drama too

•FOR THE CURTIS GANG AND BDAYS, mrs curtis actually made a whole list of everyones day so she doesnt forget and after she died, darry followed that tradition on (or at least tried to). darrys the one who tells everyone whos bday it is so EVERYONNEEE wishes them well, this time however, he was so exhausted from work he misread two’s bday as being later on in the month

•tbh, two bit never striked me as the type to put a lot of emphasis on his bday, he loves having fun but i dint think hes BIG on the attention that comes w it being ur bday, he doesnt complain about it however. in his head its just if u remember u remember, if u dont, u dont, hes not gonna wish death upon u or somethin

•he expected that from a LOT of ppl to not know it was his bday, but not the gang. maybe one or two ppl but all of em??? hes a lil hurt, but hey they got their own lives, he was probably gonna spend most of the day celebrating on his own anyways, hes not totally bogged down thankfully

•if u want him to b extra sad, be tried hanging out w at least one person from the gang, but they all brushed him off, he was like a stray cat walking around for one singular crumb of attention. they didnt even have to know it was his birthday, he just wanted to b around someone

•what would b two’s tipping point is the fact that he doesnt have cake, and i dont mean this in a “he wants to eat cake cause two loves cake, thats all his character is” kinda way. its bc he wouldve liked to have a littttllleee moment of connection w ppl he loved, its more what the cake represents ig u could say!!! the cake being good is just a bonus

•so god damn it if he cant have cake, he might as well get free drinks over at bucks, make something good out of a not so good birthday. thats where he bumped into,,,hold my hand for this🫴🏽,,,,tim,,,woah,,,,,

•tim was there playing pool and noticed two looking slightly defeated, which means a lot cause hes never seen that guy upset so whatever happens has to b solve IMMEDIATELY🗣️🗣️

•tim personally doesnt care much for his own bday, like truthfully he doesnt, so when it comes to listening to two, he has a bit of a hard time relating to him, not that he doesnt care, but he does brush it off a bit, he sees it as something pretty simple but its BC he sees it as so simple that he decides to stay w him for a bit, for his sake

•they played stupid games, they now have 2 inside jokes, yet they could never rlly explain to someone WHAT they talked about, they were just yapping asay. their asses were totally carved into this bar stool chairs, they didnt leave for HOURS, hell they didnt even realize they were there for so long till bucks place got pretty quiet from most ppl leaving. am i allowed to say that tim even gave two his number to call if he ever needed anything bc if all the free drinks two gave tim??? dudes loving dudes, u love to see it,,,

•as far as it goes w the curtis gang, they dont realize his bday passed till a few days later, darry took a look at that piece of paper and his heart dropped, he felt so bad about it and apologized. does two have any bad feelings over it???? nooo bc the gang made a surprise late bday party just for him and he got his cake :D