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Lowkey just finished the minutetech video and like.... kind of lowkey REEAALLLY need sundial duo sick fic where zam takes care of minute after the manepear duel.......... like..... idc if it's /p or /r IDC BRO I JUST NEED IT......

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A love you deserve (Ricky Olson) - Part 6 of ?

Hi guys!

I know this part seems as if it's the end of the story, but don't worry, we still have a couple of parts left.

Warnings: language.

Taggs: @multifandomcrackhead, @nicelittlenightmares, @roll-tide-babe89, @skulliecadaver-blog, @21-century-tae, @melissa-anderson, @abiomens, @w743, @insanitywulf

Requests: OPEN.

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We couldn’t keep our hands off of ourselves, so must of our nights ended like this. When our buses weren’t free, we would go to a nearby hotel, meaning that we could sleep together too. Even though he said many times that we were just friends with benefits, some of his gestures made me question his words.

In the first night at the hotel, I thought we were going to sleep on our side of the bed without any kind of touching, which is how it started. But when we were almost asleep, he pulled me into his arms, not saying a word in that moment or in the next day. From then on, when we had the chance to sleep together, my spot will always be in his arms, with my head on his chest.

Another thing that made me question whatever was going on between us was his care towards me. He would always ask me beforehand if I want to do anything, and ask me after if I’m okay or that if he hurt me in any way. Even when we were with our friends, his eyes will always try to catch mine to see if something is wrong with me in that moment. Which brings us to the first problem: some of our friends knows there is something going on between us. We tried to be careful, to not disappear at the same time or to show up together. Regardless, Xander was the first to ask me about it.

“So, you and Ricky? When we first met him and I said you looked at him in some way you said that I was crazy.”

“And you still are, because there is nothing between me and Ricky.”

“Lexus, you forget the fact that I have known you for years now. I was there when you fell in love with Ben and I know how to read the signs. Whatever you feel for him, is more than you have ever felt for Ben.”

And that was exactly what hurt the most. I knew this already but I had no power over it. Deep inside I was hoping everyday that Ricky will change his mind. I hated the fact that at any moment he could have any other woman, because we were not exclusive. Although he never said something towards this direction, I was aware that it still could happen.

The other problem was related to interviews. He was the first to experience this and even though he never thought it will happen, he managed it nicely. At first, the interview started as usual, with questions about their latest album and Chris answered most of them. Then a little bit about their experience on the Warped Tour from which it took a sudden turn.

“I’m glad you guys have fun here, but I guess no one beats Ricky at this aspect, right?”

He was very confused, as were the other members. Even though Chris has told me he suspects something, he never tried to get the answers out of our mouth. He was waiting for us to confirm the rumours.

“I really don’t understand what you mean by that.”

“There are some speculations that you are in a relationship with Lexus. Do you want to address them?”

“Yeah, because there is just one simple answer. I don’t know how these speculations started because I’m single and Lexus is just a friend I met through Chris.”

He never said anything to me about this question after the interview. When I watched it and I heard how easily he gave that answer, my heart broke into pieces. It was the truth after all, but I hoped I would see a little bit of emotion behind his eyes, to show me he never meant to say this. But there was nothing.

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It was one of the nights when we would stay at the hotel, but this time Ricky was the only one sleeping. I tried for an hour but my mind wouldn’t let me get some rest. Today I realized that Warped Tour was going to end in a week, which meant our thing was going to end as well. While I was on the balcony smoking a cigarette from his pack, my thoughts were interrupted by Ricky, who woke up and joined me.

“Well, that is new. Never seen you smoking before. Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I couldn’t sleep and thought this was going to help.”

He knew I was lying because what I said did not make any sense. Now he lighted a cigar for himself and came next to me.

“Come on, Lexus. We both know there is something going on, just tell me.”

“No.”

That took him by surprise. He put his arm on my lower back and I put my head on his shoulder. He kissed me on the forehead, knowing I will give in at some point. I wished I could freeze time in that moment and to not let him ever go.

“You know you can tell me everything. I’ve never seen you this upset before. Did I do something wrong?”

“No, it’s not about you Ricky, it’s just… Warped Tour is going to end in a week. What would happen to us next?”

It looked like he never thought about it before, because it took him some time to find an answer.   

“First, there is no “us” and we made that clear already. And to answer the rest, I don’t know. I guess there are going to be some tours where both of our bands will play so it’s not like were not going to see each other ever again.”

“But what if you’ll find somebody by then?”

“What if you’ll find somebody first?”

I lifted my head to look him in the eyes. We were both angry but for different reasons.

“We both agreed we would just have fun, nothing more than that. So where does this question come from? If you’ll find someone, I would wish you all the best. If it does not happen and we meet again, we can continue this if you want.”

By the time he finished his answer, tears were already running down my face.

“This was a mistake. I shouldn’t have agreed to do this.”

“Then why did you do it?”

“Because I am in love with you, Ricky. What happened between me and Ben or you and your ex-girlfriend has passed. Why can’t you see we are meant for each other and that we will never break each other’s heart?”

He stood up and took another cigar. His back was now facing me while he was reflecting on my words. When he turned around, he looked like a completely different man. His eyes looked like he could kill and I could feel the tension in his body.

“We can’t be together and deep inside you know it too. I know I said in the beginning that I might be in love with you, but to this day I still don’t know what I feel for you."

“How can you say that? You act like you are my boyfriend all the time. When you have the chance, you will steal a kiss from me. Every night that we slept together, we would cuddle just like a couple. Look me in the eyes and tell me while we were fucking you felt nothing for me.”

Even in this moment my heart hoped the realization would finally hit him. Will he let me go this way?

“I did those things because they were usual stuff I did in the past relationships like I’m sure you did as well. To not let things get boring, I guess. But apparently, I was the only one to follow the rules, because there was not one night where I have felt something for you.”

What can you say to something like this? The only thing I was able to do at that moment was to leave. I took my belongings from the bedroom and I turned my head to the balcony to see him one more time. His back was facing me and he already lighted another cigar. I wiped my tears with my hand and I opened the door, promising myself I would not let a man hurt me like this ever again.

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Lies pt.2

(The gif is not mine. Whoever made this thank you so much and I’m sorry)

Summary: Spencer wants to apologize and explain everything to Y/n, but will she let him?

Type: Angst

Hey!! Look, I wanted to make just two parts and that's it, but while I was writing it more ideas came to my mind. Anyways, enjoy!

People who asked me to tagg them; @rexorangecouny and @b-a-utiful​

Pt.1

Pt.3

. . .

Y/n stared at, what seems now, a really awful and boring white wall in front of her. Blanky and space out from reality.

When she stepped into the bullpen with Emily Johnson, everyone stared at her in shock, but at that moment, she thought that was because of the fact that her boyfriend cheat on her with a criminal, an unsub until she looked at her left and let a sigh out of her lips. After all, it wasn't because of what had happened. It was because of the girl by her side.

They approached her and asked her questions. She gave them answers without the minor detail of what really happened with Cat. The one people said she didn't need to worry about. But they were wrong, so was she.

Hotch called the Johnsons, and they were happy, thanking Y/n for her act of bravery.

Her coworkers noticed her odd behaviour; after all, it was a room full of profilers, yet they didn't ask her what was wrong, maybe because they didn't want to push her to talk.

Y/n was thinking.

How was she supposed to move forward after what has happened in the last hour?

How was she going to "get over it" and move on?

Not after all the desires and dreams, she had with Spencer. The one she thought was the love of her life, the one she wanted to spend the rest of her life—the one she loved.

The one who had her hands on Cat's hair, kissing her like he was in love with her, kissing her in the way he kissed her.

They used to have a beautiful relationship, even before they started dating. Y/n had found a best friend and a lover in Spencer's embrace.

She thought about all those nights when they watched Star Wars and discussed the storyline. When they watched Harry Potter and agreed, they both belonged in the Ravenclaw house, and they also were Hufflepuff and a little bit of Slytherin, and they definitely hated Umbridge.

And those nights were they cuddle up in bed, whispering in each other's ear how much they loved each thing of them and how much they loved each other, how important they were and how happy they were because they found each other.

God, they even shared an apartment.

Now she was there, thinking about Spencer, her Spencer or the one she thought was hers.

Y/n was forced to get out of her memories and mind when her coworkers approached the man she was just thinking about. Her heart hurt just to see him.

She wiped the tears in her cheeks and looked at him.

Spencer gave his coworkers polite smiles, trying to focus on the only thing he wanted, Y/n.

His eyes looked over the bullpen, trying to find his girl so he could go and tried to explain himself to her, even when he knew it was going to be difficult because she was very proud, just like him.

Then his hazel eyes land on her. She looked away from her boyfriend, not so boyfriend. His world stops. She looked beautiful. She always looked beautiful.

But then he noticed her red eyes, and then he knew. She has been crying.

He would go over her ignoring everything else, not caring about anyone but her, hugging her, asking her why she was upset, and trying to make things better. But he couldn't, because the reason she was crying was his fault.

She looked at him hurt. And then she stood from her chair and took her purse. Ready to leave.

Spencer panicked, watching her walk in front of him. Spencer starts walking.

"Y/n," He said, but she didn't stop. "Y/n please" now tears were in his eyes, taking her elbow.

"Spencer, please let me go," She whispered. Her voice cracking at the immense pain she was feeling, hoping that Spencer would let her go to their house and packed everything so she could leave him.

She didn't dare to look at him. She knew she wasn't that strong. And how could she? When she was feeling sad, and like the world was on her shoulders, Spencer was the one who comforts her. But what happened when he was the reason she felt that way?

"Let me- Just please let me explain." He begged.

"Let you explain what?" She finally looked at him with anger and sadness. "The way you dared to kiss her when you told me how much you hate her? When I was the one who comforts you when you were sad about all the things she did to you? Do you want to narrate to me word by word how well you enjoy that kiss while I was in fucking front of you?" Even though everyone stared at them, they didn't know why they were arguing because she wasn't yelling even when she wanted to, neither did he. They were the only ones who knew what was happening.

"No, I want to explain why I did what I did."

"Spencer, please" Y/n looked at him in disbelief. "There's no other reason. I think it is pretty obvious. You didn't had the guts to tell me you didn't love me anymore. You didn't tell me that you were lying all those times when you told me that you loved me and you wanted to be with me."

"I never lied. I love you, but you didn't tell me either about the letters she was sending you. So I guess you weren't honest."

Y/n chuckled in disbelief. "You know why I didn't tell you about those letters?" Spencer nodded. "I didn't tell you because I thought It was nothing. You were there with so many problems and those horrible migraines that I didn't want to add more. I cared about you."

Spencer's eyes soften at her words. "But I don't care about anything about that, Y/n. You are my girl. You are my entire world. I want to be there for you, even if I am not so well because you are always there for me. I want to help you, doesn't matter what."

"I was." She said.

"What?" He asked, confused.

"I was your girl. We are over."

. . .

After the fight they had, Y/n turned off her phone because people called her, asked her what happened. She didn't have the energies to answer those calls.

She just left, now, Spencer's apartment with her belongings. She didn't want to bother anyone and answer their questions about what happened. She could have stayed at Emily's or Penelopes, but she didn't want to.

So she turned to her old house. It was cold and lonely, maybe because she felt that way.

Y/n had bought a house when she came into Virginia. When Spencer and her started dating, Spencer decided that it was better to stay in his place because it had a better view. It wasn't that cold like hers and, in Spencer's words, was cooler than hers.

But she didn't put her house in sale, maybe because a part of her knew something like this could happen, and she never liked to stay at her friend's house for too long.

She sat in her old coach and took her phone out of her purse. She turned it on, feeling the light way too bright on her face.

The phone started getting all the notifications, all the messages, and all those missed phone calls.

The first one she answered was Penelope. She knew she would freak out because she wasn't responding.

Y/n didn't say anything more than she was okay, repeating the same answer to all of her friends.

She listened to her voicemails: her friends and four of Spencer.

Y/n bit inside her cheek, thinking if it was a good idea to listen to it, but before it was too late, she did.

"Hey, darling. My angel, I really don't know if I can call you like that anymore, but you are always going to be my angel. You obviously know who I am, and I also know you don't want to talk to me, but I think this is important, and-"

"Sorry, my last voicemail got cut. I was saying that I am really sorry Y/n, you don't even have an idea" His voice broke. "I-I got home right now, and you are not here. I wasn't expecting you to be either, but-"

"You're not here, and your things either. You left a sweater though. The white you- your favourite. The one you always put on even if it doesn't match with your outfit because you say it is comfy. And, it smells just like you-"

"I know I messed things up. I swear I have a reason and an explanation for all of this, but please come back. Come back to me because I don't think I can't live without you. I can't stay in this empty cold house. Remember when I told you to come to my home because yours was colder? It was because you were here. Every time you are in my home, it gets warmer and feels like home because home is not home if you are not here with me. I love you, please, never forget th-"

Tears came down her cheeks. All those emotions she was avoiding were out now. She felt pressure in her chest. I felt like the reality hit her hard. She was feeling alone, she was cold, and she needed him yet she knows it is not correct.

Her phone started ringing; Hotch.

She tried to calm herself down. Breathing in and out.

"Hey, Hotch, what's up?"

"You don't have to pretend when you are around me, Y/n," He said.

Hotch knew her very well. He was like a father to her, and Y/n like a daughter to him.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I-I Hotch I- I really don't want to talk about that."

"You don't have to, but please don't pull away just because of the way you are feeling. I know it is your way to defend yourself from the world, but today you got us pretty worried. You know we live in a world where there are not so good people, and we thought. I thought something had happened."

"I'm sorry, it wasn't my intention. I swear, I just needed my time alone."

"That's okay, but next time let us know, and I will tell you that I'm here for you, always. You are not alone."

"Thank you, Hotch. It means the world to me."

"Any time, kid."

. . .

After she took a bath and ate her dinner, it seems like she was doing everything on pilot, and maybe that was the truth, but she didn't know what to do.

She sighs and sits in her coach. She couldn't sleep.

Her phone buzzed next to her. Confused, she took it and saw who was calling her; Hotch.

She frowned and answered it. Y/n didn't have enough time to greet her boss when he was already talking. "Did Spencer call you?" He asked. Concerned?

"Yeah, he did, but-"

"Did he tell you to come to the office?"

"No, it was for other reasons. Why?"

"You need to come. Right now."

"Why? Is everything okay?"

"We have a case."

. . .

Y/n drove fast to the Bau, concerned about what Hotch just told her. She parked her car and took her purse out of the vehicle. She saw JJ just got out of her car as well.

"Do you know what is going on?" The blonde one asked.

"No, I thought you did.

Both confused women walked inside. Everyone was there.

"What it is, Hotch?" JJ asked and took a seat next to Emily. Y/n sat next to Penelope, far away from Spencer, who was looking at her in pain. Derek sat in the chair next to him, the one he saved for her, having hope she would take it.

"Spencer," Aaron said, giving the word to the young doctor. Spencer stood up and walked in front of everyone, where JJ usually briefed the team. Giving Y/n a quick look, but she was busy playing with her rings. A little hope grew in him when he saw she was still wearing his.

"I received a strange call today after I-I left Cat in jail. The voice said that my mom was in danger and that I need to protect her, so I brought her here. Hoping I can take care of her while we find the person who wants to harm her."

Y/n knew Diana Reid. She was a beautiful woman, and Y/n loved her. Besides what happened to her and Reid, she felt sorry for him. She wanted to help him.

Reid got out of the conference room and returned one minute after with her mom, who was shy at first, but she smiled when her eyes found Y/n.

"Y/n, it is so lovely to see you. Please come to say hi. I've missed you." Y/n smiled and stood up from her chair and hugged the woman. Spencer smiled at the encounter between the two women he loves the most. "How are you, darling? Look at you. You look absolutely stunning. How is my Spencer treating you?"

She looks over to Spencer, and he just looks at the ground. "I-I'm okay, and everything is okay." She lied.

"Oh darling, I'm glad."

"Mom, I think we have to start working. Do you mind waiting for me?"

She nodded. "Yeah, can I come back to your boss's office?"

"Yeah, please. Follow me." Hotch said, walking with Diana to his office.

Y/n walked where she was before, and Spencer followed her and stood in front of everyone. "Pretty boy, tell us how we can help," Morgan said.

"I-I actually think that we have to take this as a usual case. The profiling an-and everything, but Hotch said that we need to keep eyes close to my mom, and she doesn't trust the agents around, she has to be with someone she has spend time with and, I can't be with her because I need things to do, so-"Spencer looked at Y/n hoping she can understand what he was saying. Everyone looked at her, but she was looking at the ground until she heard nothing but silence.

"Pretty girl, that's your call." Morgan teased.

"Oh yeah, of course."

. . .

After everyone was brief, Hotch came back and told everyone what to do. Y/n had to keep Spencer's mom company and work with the profiling. Everyone was leaving to do their duties, but Y/n and Spencer were the last in the room. Not on purpose, of course.

When Y/n was exiting, Spencer took her wrist. She turned around to look at him with a severe face, and Spencer felt nervous. "I'm sorry, I know you don't want to talk with me, but I really appreciate what you are doing for me after all that has happened between us and-"

"Doctor Reid, I'm not doing this for you if that's what you’re thinking. I'm doing this for her, even though you don't deserve anything from me, and how I said, is for her. She's an amazing woman, and she doesn't deserve any of this, so please don't confuse things. If you excuse me, I have things to do." And with that, she left. Leaving the young doctor with the words in his mouth and with a hurt heart.

Y/n walked the short path to Hotch's office and opened the door. Diana was looking over the window. She turned around and looked at Y/n.

"It seems like we have a girl's day." She said, and Diana smiled.

. . .

Y/n spent almost the whole day with Diana Reid. It was now three in the afternoon. She already delivered the profile but still hasn't got a clue of who the person might be.

Spencer was getting desperate, but every time she saw her mom tried to look the calmest he could. Y/n always exited the room every time he did so.

Diana thought it was to give them space, but they didn't look in love as always. At least Y/n didn't. Spencer always looked at her in that way, trying to capture her attention, but he failed.

She didn't make any comments, but the last time Spencer came into the office, she couldn't stand that anymore. "There's something going on with you and Spencer?" The question took the doctor in surprise.

"Um, no. Everything is okay."

"Darling, you are not a very good liar when it comes to Spencer. What is going on?"

Y/n knew Spencer didn't deserve anything, but she couldn't bring herself to tell his mom the truth. "I don't know. It was just a fight we had earlier. Nothing to worry about."

"I see. I know Spencer can be a little bit of an idiot for being a genius, you know? He never loved anyone in the way he loves you. You are his very first girlfriend. He didn't even talk about any women until he met you, and he couldn't stop talking about you over and over again. I knew you were pretty special, and I know Spencer can sometimes be challenging. I mean, he's a man, after all. What do you expect?" Y/n chuckled. "But I do know that man loves you, and whatever that happened, it has its fix."

So Spencer didn’t told his mom about Maeve?

Y/n wanted to believe her. She tried to think it would be a way to fix things and everything could go back to normal, but she also knew something of its magnitude would be difficult.

"Hey, how are we going here?" Spencer asked. "Y/n um, they need you outside."

"It was fun to talk to you, Diana. I'll see you later."

"Thanks for spending the day with me."

"It was my pleasure." Y/n smiled, and without looking at Spencer, she exited the room.

She walked downstairs where everyone was. "Y/n, Hotch wants you to go where he's right now. The police said they have a witness. Morgan and Prentiss are over there right now." JJ informed.

Y/n nod feeling a strange sensation in her stomach. She took her purse that was on her desk and walked out.

Y/n walked through the parking lot until she found her car and unlocked it. She sat in, closed the door and put her purse in the other seat. When she was about to start the car, someone knocked on her window.

.  . .

"Y/n told me you two had troubles." Her mom said. Spencer looked at her with panic in his eyes. "Don't worry. She's too loyal to tell me what you did wrong. But you have to understand she's an amazing woman, and there's no one like her in the world. Besides, she's the only one I like for you. "Spencer lightly laughed and nodded.

"I know, mom. I messed it up." He looked at her with watery eyes.

"Oh hun, come here." She hugged him. "I know it is hard, but I do know she loves you. You should talk to her and tell her how much you love her and that you don't want to lose her. Go, now."

Spencer felt encouraged and walked out of the room, going downstairs where JJ, Emily, Morgan, and Hotch were. No sign of Y/n. He frowned.

"What is going on?" He asked.

"Spence," JJ started talking.

"Don't "Spence" me. What is going on?”

“Y/n got kidnapped.”

[qui-02]

How they handle a breakup

Warnings: Angst

Note: I’m not sure how to feel about calling Megumi,Gumi.

He is the definition of heartbroken. He starts to overthink and blames the relationship problems on himself and starts to hate even more the fact that he can’t speak. He also becomes extremely insecure .He really thought that all the affection he gave you would be enough for you to stay with him and love him forever, but he was wrong. Of course you would eventually get tiered of him not being able speak. People start noticing that his eyes don’t shine anymore nor seeing his cheeky smile. He tries to tell himself that he is fine and that he will get out of the dark whole that he is in, but he simply can’t. Sometimes he gets a mirror and starts touching the tattoos that are besides his mouth and pretend that it’s your warm and loving touch, if he closes his eyes he can almost feel the smile on your lips kissing the black marks. Occasionally he finds himself staring at your favorite clothes shop, he never gave you back your favorite skirt, you thought that he looked better in it anyway. Probably the breaking point for him is when he finds pictures of you in his arms smiling together, oh how he wished to have you in his arms again.

He tries to  forget about you and even starts convincing himself that he never liked you in the first place, but it’s hard when little things reminds him of you. He starts training more and trying to keep his hands busy till the point that he has overworked himself. It became a habit to him to not to use his demon dogs when he is in a mission, whenever he looks at them all he can remember are your giggles and your bright smile. His friends ask if he is alright and he simply agrees, even though he is lying and has red puffy eyes from the night before. When he is in his bed at night it’s common for him to start sobbing into the pillow. He wishes that you could be there to hold him and whispered sweet nothings into his ear. He know it will only hurt him more but he needs to hear your voice again, he can’t help to play an old audio message saying ‘I love you Gumi, I always will so do your best!’ That’s it, he would give the world just to tell you how much he loves you one more time. He  hates the fact that he thought that he never liked you, because he knows that he loved you with all his heart.

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Basics

This is an indie RP blog of Yami Marik (Mariku as I call mine ) from Yugioh: Duel Monsters.

This blog is semi-selective and semi-private. I will not always write with non-mutuals, but I am open to if I enjoy your muse/muses.

I don't mind personal blogs following though I probably won't follow back unless I either know you, you tell me you have a sideblog, or I enjoy the content.

This blog is multiverse, multiship. Each interaction will go into its own world/verse/etc. You may mention my muses in other threads, blogs, but I won't tolerate drama.

I am willing to interact with canon/OC's/other fandoms. 

If your character is an OC/FC related to/knows of my canon muse, they will not know them upon first interaction. I am a bit iffy about accepting pre-established relationships with these characters.

This blog's muse doesn't really have a setting/world of its own as I enjoy a variety of AU's, verses.

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angst. very angsty and i dont know what else to put as a warning cause i wrote 90 precent of this around two weeks ago... please say if there is something im missing... :P

- janus helps the others but can they help him, thast baiscaly the plot-

The first person to get a slight feel for Janus’s intentions was Logan.

He had huddled himself into his room for a couple days, trying his best to make a schedule that he knew would just end up being forgotten by the others. his computer screen was blank. He hadn’t even started. The knowledge of the fact that it wasn’t going to be used stopping him. Why should he do this if it will just be disregarded? he knew they wouldn’t listen to him I he just asked for them to try and stick to the plan. They would only ignore and apologise. He’d forgive them and it would continue like that.

His eyes were heavy. He hadn’t felt like this in a long while. Not since Thomas was a teenager, when he was always being worked overtime.

He was fine. He was going to be okay. They would listen this time.

It was then that he sensed the other presence in his room. He didn’t need to turn to know that the deceitful side was there. It was six, he would always visit around this time every other day.

But when he looked at the time, he knew it was for another reason. It was three in the morning, and he had visited yesterday. so why was he here?

“lying to yourself I see Logan,” he let out a sigh, “get some rest, you’ve been in here for four days,” “I can’t, I need to get this done,” Logan muttered to himself as he stared at the screen. “Logan, your over worked, you’re tired. Continue this tomorrow, it will still be here when you wake up,” the scale covered side closed over the computer screen and stared at the logical side with a small smile.

It was then that Logan realised he had actually started crying.

Janus held a hand out to the other who took it thankfully. His legs shook as he tried to stand up. the bed looked enticing to him. He was hit by a wave of pure tiredness.

He didn’t remember falling asleep? he felt something giving off a small amount of heat and tucked himself closer. He heard a small chuckle. That wasn’t normal. he cracked his eyes open to be met with Janus smiling at him. Oh… he forgot about the other side.

He locked gazes with the other side for couple seconds before looking away with a small blush. “how do you feel?” Janus asked. “I… don’t feel anything” he stated. “that’s a lie, try again Logan,” “I… I feel better,” he did feel better, just a little bit drained but not as much as he did yesterday.

 Half an hour later they were downstairs in the kitchen. Logan being the earliest up wouldn’t be a surprise to the others, but Janus still lived over in the dark side. he had always wondered what it was like over there. He wondered if it looked anything like the light side’s commons. How many other dark sides where there.

For the first time as the kitchen light flickered on, he caught something familiar the other side was wearing. Several things actually.

“is that Virgil’s old hoodie?”

The back hoodie was one he wouldn’t forget. The green fabric around his neck acting like a scarf he recognised as Remus old sash. It was bizarre to see. But he didn’t mind.

“yes, he gave it to me when he changed his outfit,” Janus spoke as he grabbed two bowls from the coubard.

“so, the scarf I take it was Remus old sash?” he only got a nod in response.

The deceitful side put a bowl of chocolate pebbles in front of Logan who sat down at the table. The other side had a bowl of krispies. Oh, he hoped that roman didn’t think it was him that stole his cereal again.

The two ate in silence. Both found it quite pleasant, but for two different reasons.

One because he hated how loud the others could get, the other because he had some company, something he hadn’t had in a very long time.

By the time the others had come down the stairs, Janus had long gone knowing they wouldn’t take too well to his company. A small part of him was upset that the other wouldn’t stay longer.

Patton had been the first to arrive. He smiled as he saw Logan sitting at the table. the next two to come down were the twins. Both giving a loud hello to the others in the room. the last one up was Virgil. Upon entering the room, he could feel the slightly heightened anxiety coming from the logical side. He gave Patton a quick look. He must have sensed something too.

Logan looked round the now busy room and made his way over to the exit. He was aware that Virgil had left after him. So when he was tapped on the shoulder and turned to see the anxious side he just stared. “you okay specks?” “what do you mean Virgil?” “well… I can feel your anxiety coming off you for one and second you were staring at the door for a while,” “oh, I see. I didn’t mean to stare, just have a lot on my mind, still got the schedule to finish,” his voice ending in a whisper.

Virgil looked at the other. He rarely showed emotion, this must have been affecting him.

“well, take a break and watch a movie?” Virgil began, “ill let you pick,”

It wasn’t noticeable, but a small smile appeared on his face, “that sounds reasonable,”

If he had arrived in his room, he would have caught deceit sitting at his desk for a while with a smile on his face. He could feel the others emotions falling back into place from there.

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The next was Patton. He had been known for stress baking. Every night instead of sleeping he would bake cookies. The unfortunate part of that today was the fact he had enough cookies to feed a small village.

He grumbled as he looked at the enormous pile of chocolate chip cookies, peanut flapjacks and muffins. A thought crossed his mind.

Thus, he picked up a tuber-ware box and began to fill it as much as possible.

When he knew he could get no more into it he proceeded to make his way somewhere he hadn’t thought he would ever go. the door to the dark side was black with one panel of yellow glass, but it was to blurry to see anything on the inside. He could hear however what sounded like a movie playing.

He gave the door a quick knock. The noise stopped and replaced by shuffling, the door creaked open and he was met with a yellow eye. “why aren’t you here Patton?” the voice was smooth. “I brought you something, I hope you don’t mind,” he scratched the back of his head as he lifted the rather large container up a little.

The other side looked surprised before he opened the door the rest of the way and gestured the other to come inside. he gingerly made his way and was immediately hit with the smell of fresh bread and coffee. It was a welcoming smell.

“would you like some tea?” the other asked.

Not wanting to be rude he gave a small nod. “just set it down on the coffee table, I’ll be back in a minuet,”

 True to his word he came back with a cup of tea. It was also then that Patton had seen what he was wearing. A smile appeared as he saw the dark sides toothless wonzie. It made sense, he was half way through the second movie. “you like how to train your dragon,” Patton grinned “what gave it away?” he passed the tea over and opened the box of goodies pulling out a muffin.

He grabbed the blanket and pulled it over the both of them. Patton smiled at the gesture. Soon the movie was back on. as it continued, he could hear Janus mutter almost every line that played. Then when the credits came, he sang the song. the third movie was put on. He could feel the others emotions. It was mainly happy but he could feel a deep sadness. “you okay kiddo?” he whispered. “of course, just don’t like the fact it’s the final movie, knowing it’s going to end hurts I suppose, but at least I can reply the movies,” Patton pondered that for a second.

When the movie ended Janus and Patton were both in tears. But both eventually calmed themselves. “I must ask Patton, what was the real reason you’re here?” Janus asked to the other. “don’t tell the others, but I tend to bake when I can’t sleep and I made far too much today,” Patton said. he shifted his gaze away from the others inquisitive gaze. “well the, perhaps next time if you’d like, we could do this again?” Janus spoke. “would you be alright with that? I don’t want to wake you by accident,” Patton responded. “it will be perfectly fine Patton, now I suggest you head to bed and try to get some sleep,” the window behind the tv showed that sunbeams were beginning to peak over giving the room a slight yellow huge. “alright kiddo, same goes for you, you need some sleep too,”

A couple minuets later he was back in his room. He practically collapsed as he made his way to his bed. The softness of the sheets lulling him to sleep.

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Roman was the next. he hadn’t spoken to Janus since that incident around a month ago. it was two days after then that Remus had moved his room. But the two had connected together. Remus right now was in the imagination. Leaving him sitting in the shared room.

A sigh left his lips as he looked around the room. He just didn’t know. He wanted to apologize for making fun of the others name. but he didn’t know if he was ready to face the other. Logan, Virgil and Patton were busy as of right now, so he could easily watch some Disney for now.

That is how he found himself staring in the light sides living room at a familiar figure watering the few plants that lay around the room. he stood still for a couple second. this was fine.

“I could hear that lie from over here,” he groaned, “don’t worry ill leave if you want me to,” his voice was softer than normal, his gloved hands picked away at the bottom of his lose shirt.

“its fine, actually I would like to speak to you, if you don’t mind,” roman spoke.

Janus just sighed in response and sat down on one of the armchairs. roman sat near on the sofa, not really sure where to start. “well… I suppose I should say sorry,” roman began hesitantly, “I’m sorry I made fun of your name, that wasn’t my best moment,”

Roman shifted as the other stared at him.

“you shouldn’t be the one to apologise roman,” Janus muttered,” I was the one who manipulated you, I pushed you further than I should have. I also apologise for what I said after, I know that it was a dirty move,”

The two sat there for a while. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. But they both felt slightly better. Not as good as before but still better none the less. the silence was interrupted by Remus yelling. He was coming close. “well then, best be on my way,” Janus smiled at the other weakly. “id like to talk to you later if you wouldn’t mind Janus,” roman said, “I’d like to try out some scripts?”

The deceitful side nodded, and as soon as Remus was in the room, the other side seemed to vanish.

 Later that night, they were setting up the table. Roman stared at the table. A couple seats were empty. Not enough people to fill them up. he stood still for a couple seconds too long. Logan and Patton who had been cooking and were just beginning to put the food on the table looked between each other with worried looks. “are you okay roman?” “yes, I was just wondering if we could perhaps invite our resident snake?” their shocked looks didn’t go unnoticed. “you two have talked then,” Logan stated, getting a nod in response. “very well the, go quickly,”

Roman excitedly made his way down the halls of the mind palace. He didn’t forget where the door was. He remembered when he was younger, he used to sneak here to play with Remus.

Then the door was there. The door had changed. Instead of three different coloured glass panes there was only one.

He quickly knocked on the door. It opened a couple seconds later with Janus standing looking confused at the other. Mildly confused as he was grinning.

“I am here to invite you to dinner my good sir,” roman said as he outstretched his hand. “do the other know you’re here?” “Logan and Patton do, if that’s what you mean,” “fine, but I can leave if I want to,” he took the others hand.

The walk was silent. The noise from the kitchen getting louder. He could feel deceit start to freeze up. he gave a quick squeeze as they continued on walking.

They arrived there sooner than they imagined. Patton noting deceit gave quick wave, Logan did the same and gestured for them to sit. the previous dark sides hadn’t been facing the two so when they turned to see the scales of the other, they immediately went silent watching his every move.

Janus sat down in an empty seat next to Logan, but opposite to roman. The ex-darks only sent sharp glares to the scaled one.

The dinner was quiet, no one spoke, the tension thick enough to be cut with a knife. Eventually Janus stood up, he gave a quick goodbye before he left. Virgil let out a sigh of relief as he left the room. Remus relaxed as well. Logan looked at roman with the same expression with one another. The plate that Janus had been eating from was barely halfway eaten.

The two seemed to have a small eye discussion before Logan stood up and left as well.

The day went on semi normal from then on. Roman glanced back to where the logical side had disappeared.

 It was the next day that he saw the logical side, he was sitting in the kitchen once again. A book he hadn’t seen before in his hands. The words were covered but he did manage to find a name ‘the maze runner’.

He wasn’t normally up this early, Patton would be up before hand most days, but occasionally this ended up happening.

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 Thomas was the next. This day was different than normal. He had meant to go on a date. But when he had arrived there was no one there, two hours later and no one had arrived.

So now he was sitting in the living room watching steven universe trying to ignore the feelings that were creeping up on him. so he was rather surprised when he felt a weight sit down next to him. He had thought it was Patton so he didn’t really mind. But if had turned to look he would have seen a figure in a black wonzie.

He was just staring at the screen, not really watching. He felt and arm wrap around him and the figure pulled him close to their chest. His eyes felt heavy as he leaned into the soft comfort of whoever I was. soon he was fast asleep.

 When he woke up, he was still lying on the sofa. It was then that he realised there was someone he was using as a warm pillow. as he cracked his eyes open, he tilted his head up to meet the face of a sleeping snake boi. to say he was surprised was an understatement, but he didn’t move in fear of waking the other side up accidentally. Thus, he stayed unmoving for another thirty minutes. it was when he felt the other shift did, he realise the other had begun to slowly wake up. Thomas sat upright to give the other some space. it was then that he realised the other was waring a wonzie as well. A toothless one that seemed to be one size to big. he smiled as the other muttered a quick good morning.

“how long were you there Janus?” Thomas asked. “since last night, you were unknowingly lying to yourself and summoned me,” he yawned. “oh sorry for that then,” “no need, I wasn’t really doing much in the first place.”

Thomas stood up and clambered over to the kitchen and took two bowls out of the coubard. When he turned to ask the other what he wanted, he found no one there. he looked at where the other had previously been and began to worry. A small part wondering what the other was planning… but another part happy that he had been there for him. maybe in the future he could repay that.

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Remus… oh how he missed his friend. He was angry at himself for messing up what once had been a chaotic friendship. he knew his words would have an effect on the other the moment he would hear the words that had been spat like venom.

Virgil, he wouldn’t be surprised if his mother and son relationship had been torn beyond repair. He missed his dark shadow. Wished he could take those words back from their final meeting. But alas, the other wouldn’t even bat an eye in his direction anymore.

And that’s how he found himself curled up on his bed crying silent tears. He had been doing this well… it was the only thing he could do. He barely had anyone. The light sides were only just warming up to him along with Thomas. and yet his room unlike the others stayed still. And he knew why.

Virgil and Remus, they believed that the others had accepted them. They knew they had been.

Janus knew he wouldn’t be. No matter what was spoken. No matter who said the words. He was deceit. Lying was always wrong. His scales were hated. He was hated.

Then the tug. That tug he had never felt before but Virgil had described it long ago. he was being summoned. He ignored it. He wasn’t wanted. They were just going to throw his ideas to the ground and say he was lying.

Then the tug came back a little stronger. And again, and again.

He tried his best to compose himself as Soon he couldn’t block the feeling anymore and could feel himself being pulled into the real world.  He appeared in a spot next to the stairs. Logan was next to him looking at the other with a slight worried look. One you’d find if you payed close attention.

He took a deep breath before it hitched as he looked around the room. Everyone was looking at him. “may I ask why you weren’t so insistent on summoning me?” he said. “we were wondering if you were okay, we hadn’t seen you in a while and we were getting concerned,” Thomas stated, worry laced in his voice. “I’m fine, I assure you,” Janus said staring at the other.

“see I told you snake face was fine,” grumbled Virgil on the stairs. Janus winced at the harsh words. They had all seen it however, the small flinch as Virgil verbally attacked his scales.

“Janus?” Patton mumbled. “I’m FINE.”

Everyone looked wide eyed at the others outburst. Even Remus and Virgil. It wasn’t often they had seen this type of emotion coming off the other. Virgil could feel the intense spark of anxiety that had filled him as he spoke.

Remus heard his thoughts. His mother figure… god if he could stab everyone other than Janus then he definitely would.

Patton could feel the sadness roll of him the moment he had appeared. But now it was so visible it made him take a breath that he hadn’t realised he had been holding.

Logan looked at the other with wide eyes. Not expecting the only other functioning braincell to have such an outburst.

Roman just felt guilt. He knew that this was long overdue. He knew the other wasn’t fine. He knew how easy it was to hide under a facade of fake emotion. That sooner or later it would overwhelm.

“I’m sorry,” Janus whispered. he had begun to sink down when I hand caught his arm. His eyes snapped to see the logical side before being pulled into a hug by him. His embrace was tight. Janus only cried at the warmth and comfort of the other. then he could feel another join. He didn’t look up. but only cried harder. He hugged Logan back ad best as he could.

Soon he was sure that a couple more had joined in the cuddle pile.

 His eyes were heavy, but he was waking up? his eyes opened, he was sandwiched between Logan and Virgil. The ex-dark had his head tucked in the crook of his neck. Logan had an arm wrapped around his waist.

Patton and roman were on the other side of the couch. Thomas was lying with his head in Patton’s lap. Remus was spread like a starfish on the floor.

He mentally freaked out for one or two minuets before the events of yesterday came pooling into his mind. ah, they had fallen asleep watching how to train your dragon.

Everyone else was still asleep. And he knew he couldn’t move. But one thing had crossed his mind. A happy thought he hadn’t been able to think in months. was he accepted? Well, he would wait for now.

And if later he had gone back into his room and open his door, he would find a hall filled with other multi coloured doors. Well, he would smile wide and join the others for breakfast and attempt to strike a conversation with Logan, and it would lead to Virgil and Remus laughing so hard that they would fall to the ground in tears. Patton and roman would only look on in confusion. But they would still be smiling.

After all their famILY was complete.

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His jacket

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Logan held the wheel with one hand as the other ruffled his hair, sending it back. He was going back to his apartment after visiting Ellie for the day at the campus. It was risky, sure, but he missed her and, until they figured out a way to actually fix everything (maybe turning himself in? Ellie hated that idea but so far it was the best they had) they had to endure only visiting each other every twenty days or more. A chilly breeze slipped through the ajar window brushing his bare arms, cooling him as he smiled remembering why he had loosened his jacket.

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"I can't believe you're finally here." Ellie said from his shoulder with her voice full of happiness and holding him as close as humanly possible. She had pounced on him, wrapping her legs around his waist, as his arms hugged the small of her back, flushing her against his chest and buring his face into her hair.

"I've been missing you so much, Troublemaker." They were beside the library, in a spot that was mostly empty. Since her roommate was the daughter of her dad's best friend, who coincidentally was also a cop, they never go to her room. Ellie didn't trust this girl and Logan didn't believe in coincidences. He pulled away just a bit, standing her on the floor again, and took her chin, pressing his lips against hers, caressing her soft skin with his thumb as their lips tangled together. She playfully bit his lower lip and he smiled into the kiss, amused by how perfect she fit in his arms and how right every moment with her felt. Her hands lovingly toyed with his hair and her lips parted for him, letting a quiet little moan of pleasure escaped, one of his favorite sounds in the world.

"I missed you too." She pecked his lips again, without letting him go.

"Where do you want to go?"

"I may have something planned for us." He took her backpack that had fallen to the ground, hanging it on one of his shoulders, as she hugged his waist and he put his arm around her shoulders. "Where did you park?"

"Beside your favorite study spot." He answered as they started to walk towards there. Her smile turned wider, she loved that he knew these kind of little things about her, even if it was silly like having a favorite study spot on the campus. The Devore, now painted dark blue and with different plates, was discreetly lined up under a tree near to a small coffee shop, looking almost forgotable.

"I miss the yellow." She said sadly, touching the closer part of the car with her fingertips, remembering the first time she had seen him and his car.

"Me too, Troublemaker, but it's safer this way." He unlocked the doors and kissed her head before getting in the driver seat. Her fingers touched the smooth surface of the hood going towards the handle and opened the door, getting inside of the car she knew so well.

"Okay, lead the way."

"Take the West exit to the highway."

"Yes, ma'am" He said mockingly, taking her hand and kissing her knuckles. She laced their fingers together, just for a moment, as her soft thumb caressed his rough skin. "How are things with your dad?"

"Weird? Tense?" She sighed, looking at the window. "I think until he accepts who I truly am, things are going to be complicated."

"I'm sorry El." He said slightly tighting his hold on the wheel. Detective Wheeler wasn't his favorite person in the world, it was hard for him to forget his gun pointing directly at his face, but what bothered him the most was the way he treated Ellie. Logan couldn't understand how he wasn't able to see what a great woman and person she was instead of trying to change her, shaping her into something she wasn't. "He will come around eventually."

"Yeah… I know. I hope so." She placed her hand on the nape of his neck, softly massaging there and playing with his hair. "You? How's everything going?"

"Okay, I guess? The shop is good for now." He had been working in a car parts shop for a few weeks now, it wasn't much but paid the rent and was legal, which was the important thing. He was trying to be good but he missed the adrenaline rush.

"Hey…" He looked at her for a moment, before focusing on the road again. "I'm proud of you." She leaned forward, kissing his cheek and a small cheerful smile lit up his face. He continued driving, following Ellie's directions for a few more minutes until, after one last turn, they parked. In front of them was a beautiful cliff surrendered by trees and grass, a gentle warm breeze around them and it was completely empty, only the two of them there. "What do you think? I know neither of us are outdoorsy but…" She trailed off, nibbling her bottom lip.

"I like it." He hugged her waist from behind. "It's secluded. I can have you all to myself." She turned in his embrace and, standing on her tiptoes, captured his lips with hers. He could taste her cherry lipgloss on his mouth, her soft lips moving against his, fitting so perfectly that he just couldn't let her go until they were breathless. She took his hand and together they picked a site to settle down. Ellie opened her backpack, taking out a blanket, a couple of sodas, a few sandwiches and snacks. The rest of the day passed torturously fast, before they even noticed, the sun started to sink as a beautiful sunset blossom around them. She shivered beside him.

"Here, take my jacket." He said taking off the denim jacket he was wearing and putting it over her shoulders.

"What about you?" She asked smiling shyly, passing her arms through the sleeves, feeling his warmth and cologne enfolding her.

"You'll keep me warm." He laid down on the blanket and she did the same, hugging his waist as her head found that special spot on the crock of his shoulder that she loved. His hand caressed her back with his arm under her shoulders, holding her close. He kissed her head and she sighed. She remembered all the times they had woke up under the covers in this same position.

"I miss waking up with you. Just like this."

"I miss it too, Troublemaker. Every single day. I promise we're going to fix this." She snuggled closer, nodding although her eyes were a little sad. "How about if on the next visit we chose some nearby city to pass the weekend?"

"Really? The whole weekend together?" Her voice amused and excited, so far the visitations had been for the day.

"The whole weekend." He smiled and she leaped up, heatedly kissing him. "I love you, Ellie."

"I love you too, Logan."

"It's getting late." He moved a lock of hair behind her ear from her eyes. "And you have classes in the morning."

"Just… A few minutes more."

An hour later he was parking outside of her dorm.

"Call me when you get to your place?"

"I promise." She cupped his cheek leaning further, kissing him one last time as his fingers threaded through her hair. She went out and walked towards the building as he waited until the door closed behind her.

While he was driving to the highway, a text popped up on the screen of his phone. 'You forget this.' She had sent him a selfie wearing a white pajama t-shirt with his jacket on while laying down on her bed.

'It suit you, you thief.' He quickly texted stopping the car for a moment.

Ellie read the message and smiled. Maybe he couldn't be with her every night but at least she carried a little part of Logan. 'Well, two parts.' She thought to herself, holding the spark plug.

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DEAR BROTHER (7)

a/N: Hi! Si here is part number seven of this story! Thanks for reading and I hope you like it, I’ll try to post more often but with the school and everything sometimes is impossible. Let me know if you like it or you want to be tagg on this story.

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Poe wake up in one of the resistance transport vessels, for a moment he feel like every part of his body hurt but when he realize where he was he forget about the feeling and run to a nearest window and he saw how the raddus make smaller as they get away from it, he punch the window as the feeling of failing invade him, in that moment he hear someone say his name, when he turn around he saw Leia sitting across the hall and she make him a sign to join her, she look at the window behind her and he saw they were going to a new planet.

-What’s that?

-The mineral planet, crait- Commander Larma answer his question -an unknowing hideout, from the days of the rebellion.

-That’s a rebel base?- he asked.

-Abandone but heavily armed and with enough power to send a distress signal to our allies.

-Holdo knew that the first order was tracking our big ship but they couldn’t track our little transports- Leia said making Poe understand everything and changing his mind about Holdo, he was so focus on the new plan that he almost forgot about Yn.

-Leia, I had something to tell you- he said, making Leia focus on him -Yn... it seems... that she turn to the dark side- He could see how sadness invade her -I fail you... I fail her...

-You didn’t fail us- Leia said.

-Of course I did, I could have stop her, but she used the force against me... and know she’s in that ship with her... with Kylo- he get up from his sit and walk from one side to the other when he stop he sight- I told Finn to bring her back... I need to know why she betray us... why she left me.

-we’ll found out what happened to her, and we are going to figure it out a way to bring her back to us.

Yn was standing next to Hux when they bring Rose and Finn in to the hangar after they torture them to found out the plan of the resistance, part of the troops of the first order were there to see the execution, Phasma make the prisoners to put on their knees. Hux face Finn and slap him in the face, he didn’t even move, he only look at Yn, who was emotionless on what she was watching, in somehow he could see something was bothering her, in that moment one of the stormtroopers told her something and she make her way out of the hangar.

-Your ship and paid as we agree- he hear Phasma say to someone.

They saw how DJ step outside of the troops and walk to the money, when Rose realize what he done she try to get him but the guard beside her stoped her. DJ told them that he took the opportunity to scape in exchange of information, but when Finn was about to asked a guard told them that the information they get from the thief was correct, the resistance was escaping in smaller ships.

-Well- Hux said -Lets take care of them

Yn was standing in the middle of the elevator waiting for the doors to open, she was a little nervous to see Snoke, every time she went there she get hurt in someway. Yn knew that Rey was in the ship, she feel her the moment that she arrived but Ben thought it wasn’t wise to saw her so he took her directly to Snoke, the door of the elevator open when she finally arrived to where Snoke was, the first thing she saw was Rey floating in the air, Rey look as if she was tired, she knew that expresión and she immediately know what snoke do to her, when she step in the room Rey fell to the ground, Yn kneel beside her brother and wait for snoke to give her an order.

-Yn? You really join them?- Rey asked her, Snoke laugh.

-Yn Ren- he way to Rey -she’s the proof of how powerful you can be if you embrace your darkness, before she came to us she was just a girl who can barely use the half of her potential, now... now she’s helping us to destroy the resistance and with them we destroy the jedis.

-You can’t destroy the resistance- Rey said -You underestimate Ben and Yn solo, they will help the resistance...

-Is that so? Then how you do think we know about their ships?- he lift her up and make her see to the window, she saw a few of the transporters flying away -You would see how that fleet would be destroy.

But when Snoke saw that none of the fleet was destroy he realize something was going on, she turn to the brothers and saw a little smile on Yn’s face, he make her come to him.

-You did this?- he asked.

-I don’t know what you talking about- she said but suddenly she feel a sharp pain in all her body, she try not to scream, she didn’t want to give him the satisfaction to let him saw her break for the pain.

-Yn- she hear the voice of her brother in her head -Remember our plan- she start to scream.

-Ok... ok I tell you- she said and she feel how the pain fades away -I damage the canyons the minute I was alone in this place... but I can fix it...

Before Snoke could talk Rey took Ben’s sable and turn it on, Yn fall to the groin as the guards turn their weapons to Rey but Snoke made a sign and they stay in their place, he saw Rey and laugh but Rey didn’t listen to him, she run straight to him but with the sable up, she was about to stab him but Snoke stop her and throw her away, Ben’s sable stop in front of him, and he saw how Snoke make Rey to step in front of Ben.

-You have the soul of a true Jedi and because of that you must die- Snoke said and then he look to Ben -My worthy apprentice, son of darkness, heir of lord Vader, where there was conflict now I seen resold, where there was weakness, strength, now complete your training and fulfill your destiny- Yn saw how Ben took his sable and she hear Rey calling him with fear making Snoke scoff -You think you can turn him- he smile and lift Yn again but this time she couldn’t breath -Tell me Ren, what are you going to choose? The Jedi or your sister -Ben look at her sister while snoke keep talking, she manage to give him a little nod -Yes, I can see his mind, I can see every intent, yes... I see him turning his light sable to strike true... and now full child he turn him on and kill the true enemy!- Suddenly Rey and Yn fell to the grown, Yn took a little time to get up while she try to catch some air. She know Ben’s plan so when she was ready, she made her way to the door but one of the guards took her by the arm and try to stab her with his spear but she was fast enough to stop it, he separate his spear and attack her, she defend and then she hit him in the neck and before he can do anything else she stab him with her sable. When she look at Ben she saw him struggle with three guards so she run to him and kill one of them while Ben kill the other two.

-You’re welcome- she said.

-Get out of here, I have this- he said and she nod.

She made her way to the hangar, it didn’t take her a long time to get there, she saw the troops in line watching what she suppose was the execution, she hear Phasma saying something to Finn and Rose, she stop next to her when two of the stormtroopers start their way to the prisoners, she could feel Finn’s fear in him, and Poe appear in to his mind, he feel like he had failed him and the resistance and he imagine the death of the resistance, the image of Poe dying make her hesitate and when she scream to stop the execution something hit their ship throwing her to the other side of the room and everything went black. When she woke up she saw how Finn was fighting Phasma, when she try to get up someone stop her, Rose put a feet on her back while she finish tying her hands with some handcuffs.

-Sorry but you won’t get away from this, Commander Dammeron give us the order to bring you with us.

-And since when you care about what that pilot say? You are nothing more than a trash of the plots.

She feel how Rose put more strength in the handcuffs. Even if she hate to admitted something inside of her was happy that Poe was alright, but it disappear when she remember that wasn’t her life anymore she try to fight but Rose hit her again making her pass away, she put something in her mouth and wait for Finn, when he come they start their way to one of the ties but instead they hear BB-8 beeps in a ship. He already had the ship Ready to fly and mad their way to the resistance.

[nickkkdoesstuff]

Author meme.

Thanks to @nemesis-is-my-middle-name for the tagg!

Author name: @nickkkdoesstuff​ is my writing side blog, and nickkk on Ao3.

Fandoms you write for: hhh right now is Mystery Skulls, but most of my fics are from MegaMan X xd

Where I post: Ao3 is my main platform at the moment. Few people know about my Wattpad. And Tumblr when it’s short.

Most popular one-shot: “Holly Land of a Millennium War” (english 10/10 xdxd)

Most popular multi-chap story: uhh when I wrote for FNaF I had this story called “Sorry: Out Of Order” and I have many regrets about it and it’s my most popular work till this day :’U *cries*

Favorite story you wrote: “¡No Pueden Estar Juntos!” was my best :’) but I haven’t updated since 2017 because MegaMan X it’s not my hyperfixation anymore so, sorry for the people who followed me because of it :’P 

Story you were nervous to post: “The Mysterious Misadventures of the Mystery Skulls”, still nervous when I update. It’s my first English fic so I’m usually afraid I don’t make myself clear or misspell a word and I cry :’v so yeah.

How do you choose your titles?: wait, you guys are choosing titles? The title is the last thing I write LOL. Usually comes from a song or just write stupid things on a paper and then just choose whatever’s better of fits the chapter? It’s a russian roulette.

Do you outline?: YES.I HATE IT.SO MUCH. I can’t start a story without it and that’s why I take so long on starting stuff HHHHH. But it’s better if I do it because if I don’t then I’m sure I’ll just forget what I’m trying to write :(

Complete: Yes.

In progress: Yes.

Coming soon: Not really. Right now I’m debating over doing something with the Spaceship Au.

Do you accept prompts?: YES, YES, YES! Still working on some tho xd

Upcoming story you’re most excited for: I don’t have upcoming stories. But I’m excited to finish Mysterious Misadventures c:

I’m tagging @lauritanaomystery and @rontufox and everybody who wants to do it! You don’t have to do it if you don’t want!

[drakewalkerfantasy]

Shard of Ice (Beckett x F!MC): Part 1

Summary: What would happen if Beckett’s mother would get on the way of his happiness? Would he be strong enough to let go of the girl he loves to make sure she will be safe from his mother’s wrath? Can he brake her heart, just for it to be mended again? Or does it mean that the lost trust is lost forever? Does it really means that he played with her feelings all this time or here is more to the story than he let to be seen.

Author note’s: This is AU for my MC Maeve Raven and Beckett Harrington. AU where happiness seems not possible for this two, but is it so? Will see… @fluffy-marshmallow-heart​ I want to thank you once again for encouraging this story and not killing me in a process while I wrote it. Also for this perfect gif of Colton Haynes at the end of this story. All characters as usually belongs to PB except probably Beckett’s mother, as we still don’t know her and her attunements. Please let me know, if you want to be tagged or removed from the tag list.

Author note’s 2: to read song lyric that inspired me to write this read at first grey square –> yellow –> top –> bottom This lyric belongs to Aria (Kipelov), this is Russian Heavy Metal band and name of the song is Shard of Ice.

Warning: this is angst most of it at least. I know you will hate me forever for doing this, but I just couldn’t let them be. Violence description!!!!!

Words: 3885 

Attunements:

Maeve Raven: Sun and Earth

Beckett Harrington: Metal and x (here maybe more to the story)

Taggs: @elles-choices @fluffy-marshmallow-heart @darley1101 @boneandfur@tmarie82 @walkerismychoice @feartheendlesssummer  @too-many-choices-too-little-time @scgdoeswhat @littleblossom-18 @damienazarionos @harrington-sinclaire @symonde @brightpinkpeppercorn

It was dark and the room was occasionally lit up by the lonely lightning followed by the rumble of thunder. It got closer and closer, as of storm was coming to her, and she could feel it in her bones. The rain was pouring down whole day, making her heart ache even more. She was sitting on a bed in the darkest corner of the room, her legs were bent in her knees and pressed to her chest, her eyes were swollen from tears. It was almost a month since the last time she seen Beckett, and it broke her every time. Everything was so good and they were so happy… until he disappeared without a word and everything gone wrong. And now… now she wasn’t sure what was coming. Her heart was pierced with a sharp pain and another tear rolled down her cheek. This was so unlike him to not show up to their classes and this got her worried even more. She tried to reach him at first, but every time Maeve tried to phone him the call gone straight to voicemail and he never returned them, neither replied to her messages. She remotely registered a knock on the door, but ignored it not even trying to get up to open it. Her head was thrown back against the wall and she rocked slowly, feeling a sharp pain in her heart and emptiness in her chest. She couldn’t understand why, all of a sudden he just disappeared and how this boundless happiness turned into a continuous pain. She vaguely could hear the knocks became louder until they turned into pounding on the door. And someone called her by name with a notes of panic and plea in the voice, again and again. Angrily she jump up from her bed quickly reaching the door and throwing it open. Maeve angrily glared in the dim hallway, ready to say what he thinks about this intrusion to whoever was at her door. She stopped abruptly, recognising the person, who stood in front of her all soaked from the pouring rain outside. She could feel how her pulse started to race, and it seemed that her heart will stop after the deafening thuds in dead silence of the hallway. Not waiting for the invite Beckett quickly entered room, letting her to shut the door behind him. Not looking back, he quickly went to the draped window not saying a single word, not letting her to see his face. His eyes looking in the distance through the opening between the drapes not turning to meet hers, hiding his face in the dark occasionally illuminated by a flash of lightning just for a split of a second. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest and panic course through him, but desperately trying to calm down and slow the heartbeats. His warm cloud grey eyes full of worry and fear just a heartbeat away flickered with relief before turning into the cold steel letting no emotions to pass them. For a second, he thought that she, the woman he called his mother, got here first and the worst happened. For a moment, he thought that he is too late to make it right. For an instant, his heart stopped beat and the paralysing fear overcome him. But all this passed, when he seen her safe, with so much pain and sadness in her eyes. It destroyed him to see her this way, knowing that he was the reason, knowing that he should do this to make sure she will be safe and happy… somewhere… someday, but not with him. The very thought of it made him sick and want to scream, but he needed to stay calm and strong, to make sure she will be happy and safe… even if it meant the lifetime of loneliness and misery for him.

- Sit, - he said sharply, trying to keep his voice steady, not еven looking her way. His voice seemed so cold and emotionless full of command. She didn't knew or seen, that inside of him everything was breaking, and the dark that covered him didn't let her see the red fresh cuts and bruises on his tired face. He waited for her to obey quietly sitting on the bed. She bent her legs and wrapped her arms around them, resting her chin on her knees. She turned her head slightly to look at Beckett, watching him firmly squeezing chair behind the big oak desk. He still avoided her gaze, still looking in a distance, deep in his thoughts, somewhere far away.

Maeve was silent not wanting to break this silence, not sure what good it will be - to speak. She could feel what was coming. She felt it for awhile already, but still managed to hope despite of everything, leaving in delusional world that she created. It was a first time in a month he came to her and not saying a word quickly proceeded to her room, making her to follow him. His face was hidden by the darkness not letting her to see his face.

Beckett stood in silent for a moment, returning to the place that ripped his heart breaking it in a million tiny pieces, wrecking everything for him... for them. His fingers dug firmer into her chair, his knuckles became white and his jaw clenched tighter. He tried to find strength that left him after he seen her small broken frame and her swollen eyes because of him. He wanted to reach her to brush her tears off, he wanted to kiss her to silence her quiet sobs, he wanted to feel her even if for the last time. He could see flashes before his eyes returning him back to the events of previous weeks. And the sharp cold pain coursed through his body as reminder, what he needs to do, the reason why he came here in the first place. His grip tightening even more on the chair in front of him, eyes slowly closing, letting pain wash over him, and the memory slowly taking him to the past.

He was slowly approaching the massive gothic gates, stopping in front of a black metal entry, tightly closed. He reached for the big metal knob in front of him pressing it with determination, looking proudly in front of him forcefully pushing the gates open. He could hear a flock of black birds scared by a creaking sound, slightly turning his head to the pack of crows taking off. He looked at them with disgust, deeply hidden pain flashed in his eyes before disappearing once again... his mother loved and cared for them more than for her own flesh and blood. He looked away, taking step forward, feeling invisible force pulling him in closer to the huge old Gothic house not able to resist this force, hearing the gates shutting closed behind him. His eyes are fixed on this cold, empty looking mansion, noticing the lonly figure standing on the top of the stairs. The black crow sited on her shoulder and the long almond hairs gathered in a bun. He took slow breath calming himself down. He hated to be here... but when he was summoned, he couldn’t resist this call. His warm sea green eyes met with the woman’s, trying to fight her cold voice inside his head, trying avert his gaze. He slowly dragged to the top of the stairs, resisting every step, fighting her. He let out a groan of pain shooting through his body, succumbing to her, his eyes field with tears of anger and despair, but he still fought it as best as he could. Stopping abruptly in front of her, his head raised with pride before unseen force bent it in submission, making him cry out in pain. The woman’s cold steel eyes looked above him and the dead voice inside his head thundered forcing him to obey: “Stop to fight it and follow” He knew what was coming, but still hoped despite of everything, leaving in delusional world that he created with the girl he loved desperately.

He slowly pulled himself from the memory, trying his best to forget what happened during last month. He looked at her for the first time since he entered room trying to find a words, trying to find the courage he desperately needed. He couldn’t help it but his legs brought him closer to the bed she was siting on, drooping down near to her his head dropped on his hands covering his face with them and making a scream of pain, muffled by his hands. He could feel Maeve tries to reach for him, but he stoped her abruptly shaking his head... knowing that her touch will bring him more pain than comfort at this moment.

- Don’t - he groaned still continuing to sit near to her, craving for her touch, but knowing that this is not meant to be.

- Beck, please... you are scaring me, - she murmurs dropping her hand who was still frozen in the air. But instead of answering, she hears laugher of despair and fear filling the electrified space between them.

- Scaring? - he scoffed finally, lifting his face to meet hers piercing gaze reaching deep into his heart, watching how her eyes grow wider and silent gasp escapes her mouth, - you don’t even know what scaring really is... do you?

- Beck.... what happened to you? Speak with me... please..., - her voice breaks with sob pleading with him.

- Nothing that is of your concern. Nothing, that needs to be mentioned... , - his emotionless voice hung heavily in the silence of the room, before he breath deeply and continue, - but you are right... we need to speak.

He could see her shoulders sank from foreboding what he will about to say, tears slowly rolls down her cheeks. Her warm eyes reached out for his heart making him want to fight, he could feel the light reaching deep inside of his soul.... his heart... making his eyes bright for a moment hoping that she will able to pull out this darkness and pain from him. Beckett could sense the fight between dark and light. Felt how darkness was bending this light pushing it away from him, feeling how the light was slipping away leaving him with a cold and empty darkness. He bite back the scream of pain, clenching his teeth and fists full of determination not let this pain overtake him.

- Let me..., - she whispered hoping for a second, that whatever happened with him her love, could heal him,- let me at least help you with your injuries, - she carefully watched his cuts and bruises covering his handsome manly face, his lip broken, and she is more than sure that this is not the only trace of fight and injuries he has. She is sure that the person who done this to him is behind this changes, behind her own pain and heartache, - Don’t push me away, - she pleads.

- You don’t understand, - cried out in despair Beckett pushing her hand away gently, lingering his fingertips just for a moment longer, feeling electricity coursing through his veins from their touch. He shut his eyes savouring this feelings of her hand brushing his before parting, sending his pulse to race and struggling to hold back tears. His surroundings fades and the memory of the last happy day in his life, rushing on him with incredible speed knocking the breath out of him.

The lazy wind pushes through the bright room sending pleasant coolness on the two intertwined bodies laying on the bed closely pressed to each other. The early spring sun brings a welcoming warmth that coats them caressing their spend bodies after the night of love. He opened his eyes, suppressing a yawn, still not wanting to wake up feeling the beam of sunshine sliding over his naked body. The quiet sound of Maeve’s breathes lightly danced across the bedroom making him smile softly brushing the strand of her hairs away from her face. His other hand draw lazy circles on her back unconsciously. He could feel she stirred in her sleep her body responding to his touch. “Morning, beautiful,” he murmured in to her ear, nuzzling her neck eliciting incoherent noises from her. He slowly started to leave open mouthed kisses along her long slender neck, leaving ghosting touches along her jaw and than capturing her sweet coral lips in a long soft kiss. Deepening it before falling back on the bed, feeling her cuddling closer to him placing her small hand over his heart and her head in a crook of his neck. They lay this way for a bit longer enjoying closeness to each other, not wanting to break comfortable silence. He gently placed a kiss to the top of her head, placing another to her forehead, and than to her nose. He raised himself on his elbow, hanging over her meeting her eyes. He still couldn’t believe, how happy he was with her. He moved lower closing his eyes and pressing forehead to hers, just a breath away from each other.

- Mae, - he murmurs his free hand caressing her cheek, brushing his thumb over her lips, - without you my life was meaningless,- he whispered raising to kiss her forehead, - no words can express how happy am I while with you, - he continued, kissing her nose making her wrinkle it giggling, - Mae, you make me a better man, - he purred pressing ghosting kisses along her jaw, his eyes  meeting hers, his lips enveloped hers in lingering kiss.

- I would want to stay in this moment forever, - whispered Maeve, before fully surrender to his kisses. 

For the first time in a lifetime of misery, and under appreciation by his family, he felt happy with the girl who brought light and sunshine in his empty life and dispelling the darkness around him. Holding her closer to his heart he caressed her soft skin, feeling how his heart started to pound quicker under her small hand. He gently started to stroke her ring finger, thinking about a small velvet box in his bedside table. He sigh happily, hiding his smile, burying his face in her golden hair and breathing in the scent of her. He was happy... until the cold commanding voice started to ring through his mind: “Home.... now...” Sweat washed over his face and chest – paralysing fear coursed through his body and he instinctively brought Maeve protectively closer to him. His heart tried to escape through his throat the first chance it could get.

He can hear her muffled soft voice coming from far away through the veil of memories to pull him gently back to reality. And this picture he seen... this memory was so real that it made him blink a couple of times before getting used to the dark again. He could hear her voice now more clear and her piercing eyes meeting his, demanding him to reply.

- Then please, make me understand, - her voice soft and tired, her deep forest-green eyes look through his broken heart and her hoarse whisper seems like a thousand miles away, while his grey, silvery moons eyes were focused on her lips, - look me in the eyes and tell me, this was all a lie.

-Mae..., - Beckett throat becomes dry as he follows the tip of her tongue running along her velvety lips, knowing that he cannot lie to her... knowing that as soon as he will look her into these soul piercing eyes, she will know the truth. He lift his eyes meeting hers not able to break the gaze, feeling a lump in the throat and spoke, his voice barely above the whisper, - Sometimes, love is not enough.

He looking at her not breaking their eye contact, not saying another word, feeling like their world cramping apart, falling and breaking in this silence. He could feel how both their souls are bleeding, and their hearts are wrenched from them. His mind slowly flood with a fog returning him in the mansion, where his life was started and ended by the same person. The memory he so wished to forget, but will never be able too, slowly took him to the past few days to remind him, why he destroyed their happiness by his own hands.

The darkness fall on him, crashing with a lightning speed, bending him to its will. He didn’t know how long he was unconscious... he didn’t known how often he wished he would dead. He tried to fight, biting back screams of agony. Multiple times he was ready to give up to this pain, to this demands, feeling that his vision goes pitch black, feeling that he is not able to move. And the only thing that kept him sane was honey coloured eyes with a golden sparkles in the sun. He tried to scream, but not a sound came from his throat. He didn’t know how long he spend in this basement, but still wasn’t ready to give up. He closed his eyes, mentally evoking the image of Maeve’s face once again and her soft encouraging voice whispering inside of his mind, filing him with light: “Beck, hold on, you can handle it, you can figh...”, but another sharp merciless laugh broke through, cutting, Maeve’s voice, plunging him in the blackness and emptiness.

- Hmmm, I thought you will never come back. You are stronger, then I thought, but you will never be able to fight me. You need to break up with this girl. She is noone. She is obstacle.

- She is everything, - groaned Beckett, clenching his teeth. He could feel how the skin on his lip is breaking forming a small cut, bleeding, but stubbornly not making sound.

- I hope this couple of week’s taught you a lesson, my dear son. But it seems you are even more stubborn than your sister. Stupid child, if you think you know, what the real pain is... then you are mistaken, - the woman in front of him, the one who he once called mother, looked at him point-blank plunging into his brain like red-hot needles trying to find his weakness. He desperately tried to push all the memories of Maeve as deeply as he could wiping them off from the surface, hiding them as safely as he could from this piercing cold eyes, - You know, that this is useless to go against me, so break up with the girl or you will pay the consequences.

- Never, - once again grunted Beckett looking her square into the cold steel eyes, refusing to bend his head, somehow finding the new strengths to fight her will. The strength he never thought he possessed. 

- Stupid child, - she spitted out in fury snapping her fingers, hearing the air was pierced by a heartbreaking cry of pain and agony, leaving his brains vulnerable giving her access to the information she looked for. 

Beckett could feel how his blood started to boil, excreting iron in the blood making it shift and melt, piercing his skin from inside, cutting and bruising it from outside. He could feel how his heart started to beat slower and slower, stopping for a moment in his chest, relieved, hoping this is the end, before coming back to life.

- How pathetic, - grinned she coming closer, - now my dear son, I think it’s time to stop fighting me and listen carefully. You break up with this girl, and..., - she snapped her finger sending another wave of pain through Beckett’s body, to stop him from arguing, - and if you will not end this with that girl, I will make her life the constant pain. She will feel it every single second and will wish for the death to take her, - whispered Beckett’s mum leaning closer to him, - don’t doubt me son, you know what I’m capable of. Also any contact with her or even thought will be punished. Trust me, you both will want to be dead, if you will disobey me. Just remember, you are not strong enough to fight your mother and never will be.

Beckett’s eyes go wide from fear, before the welcomed darkness overcome him again.

Beckett’s senses came back once again from the agonising nightmare he was lived for a whole month, returning him back to the darkness of the room where two loving hearts was broken.

They sit together on her bed, so close to each other and so far away. He can feel their mingled breathes feeling her scent mixed with his. They are so close that they lips are just barely a breath away, breathing each other's air. He could feel the need to touch her, to feel her skin under his fingers for the last time. Breaking through the pain, he reached for her arm, surprised to feel that instead of pulling it away she slightly squeezing it. They sit just inches apart, his eyes fixed on her parted lips. He fighting through the pain and anger, seizing him, reaching for her lips for the last time. Their lips met and he can feel her tears mixing with his. His lips gently capturing hers, one hand on her waist while another reaching to cup her cheek. He slowly parting her lips with his tongue deepening the kiss and savouring the taste of her for a last time pushing the growing pain away. Their eyes close for a second before breaking pain the one he never felt before crushing on both of them making them scream in unison pulling apart. In horror he can see the pain in her eyes and the growing cut on her cheek, and this is enough for him to jump up from the bed running out from the room not looking back to see her slim body hitting the floor with deafening sobs.

Shutting the door behind him with the loud thud, not able to suppress his scream of pain he run to his room. Falling down to his knees behind the door that was closing and covering his face with his hands, he screamed from the pain of a shuttering heart... He felt like something cold spread inside his chest making it empty, draining light from him. Slowly closing his eyes and breathing deeply he opened them again, cold determination in his eyes. He could feel unbearable pain coursing through him, almost breaking him in half, he can feel the metal in his blood boiling, but through all this pain he can see her beautiful brown eyes with a flickers of green filled with tears, vowing to himself... to her, that one day he will get stronger through all this pain and will be strong enough to return to her someday. He only hoped, despite of everything, that he will be not too late and the girl with the warm golden brown eyes...  the girl he loves desperately will be waiting for him, as he will be for sure waiting for her.

[hyyunjinn]

soft bias tag ♡

hehehehe I WAS TAGGED BY MY FAVE SEUNGMIN STAN T^T @seungminty​

1. who is your bias?

hyunjin 😞

2. what made you notice them?

Honestly, I hate that I noticed this but he caught my eye the second he appeared in Hellevator: I remember legitimately screeching and was like “OH HE’S CUTE!!!” I did give it time which is why I was so attracted to Minho for the longest time, but I think I fell for him more and more as time passed? Like his verse definitely got my attention but it was wiped out the second Jisung rapped and,,, yeah. Yeah. I think he was also really soft spoken and it was sort of intriguing to watch him <3

3. what is your favorite thing about them?

Visually: the mole under his eye I REMEMBERED YELLING SO MUCH ABOUT IT THE FIRST TIME I SAW IT IN AN HQ

Of him just in general? I love how passionate he is, which makes him really caring to the things he loves and 😞 😞 😞

4. who would initiate skinship more? 

AKJSFDADSF HAVE YOU SEEN HIM? IT’S HYUNJIN. HYUNJIN ALL THE WAY. I’m not the best with skinship and I freak out even more if I want some so he’s going to have to start it. 

5. who would hog the blanket more?

TBH IDK because it looks like he needs to cling onto something when he sleeps (the sk-talker, jeongin) BUT SO DO I AND I HATE SLEEPING WITHOUT BLANKETS so uh,,, y i k e s LOL IT’S NOT GONNA BE PRETTY BECAUSE I WILL FIGHT FOR IT

6. who would be more clingy?

Oh wait, is this not the same as skinship? probably him still. I think I would be more clingy in terms of presence because I want to be by his side forever 😞

7. who would say ‘I love you’ first?

Hmmm, I want to say Hyunjin? But he seems really shy and overthinks things sometimes--I genuinely feel like the first person would say it on accident. I’m really bad with expressing my feelings, especially verbally and words get caught in my throat all the time--but I also throw around “I love you” a lot if I’m messing around, so I’M NOT SURE HAHA Because he’s a romantic and would probably want to say it at the right time, you know? 

8. who would be more easily flustered?

Oh yikes, the answer would be both of us. He gets super embarrassed when he has to act all cute and whatever and I don’t handle affection well so we’d honestly both be stammering messes. I already seize up when I look at him like lajdfas WHAT MORE EVIDENCE DO YOU NEED 

9. what cuddling position would you have?

I had a dream where we were awkwardly positioned on the couch, cuddling and he was trying to braid my hair and that feeling hasn’t left me SINCE. It’s the usual: I’m in his arms, my back on his chest, and his chin is on my shoulder.

10. which colors remind you of them and why?

blue? blue. prObABLY BLUE? IDK I HAVEN’T ASSOCIATED HIM WITH A COLOR YET! maybe orange because of the sweater he wore in Grow Up

11. which season would you like to spend with them?

fall fall fall I only like the fall lmao BUT LIKE! CUTE HOODIES! AND CUTE COATS! AND PRETTY LEAVES! AND THE COLD BUT NOT COLD COLD BREEZE and coffee dates and with the occasional sunshiney, warm days :’)

12. who would bake the cookies and who would steal the batter?

DAFKLJDSFASD HONESTLY WE’D ATTEMPT TO BAKE THE COOKIES AND BOTH END UP EATING THE BATTER--I don’t think I trust myself and Hyunjin in the kitchen/ my younger sisters already don’t trust me baking

13. which one of you would make bad puns and how would the other react?

definitely Hyunjin--I don’t like puns lmao. and I definitely would not react or at the very least, just look at him before turning my attention away. 

14. who would want to adopt 50 dogs and cats?

H Y U N J I N . I’m not good with animals honestly. 

15. which one of you would nearly burn down the kitchen trying to microwave a pop tart and who would come to the rescue?

LIKE I SAID. I DON’T TRUST EITHER OF US IN THE KITCHEN. Like sure I’m capable, he’s capable as well: but we can both sorta be really stupid and YIKES AHAH

16. who likes to lean over tall railings and who pulls them back?

Depends on the railing but I think both of us would lean over tall railings lmao trying to get that perfect picture you know

17. what would watching a horror film with them be like?

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I DON’T HAVE THE GUTS TO EVEN ATTEMPT A HORROR FILM--I’M QUEASY WITH JUST THRILLERS SOMETIMES aND HE DOESN’T LIKE THEM EITHER so i don’t think we’ll be watching any anytime soon.

18. who would be the cheesy flirt and who would be the smooth flirt?

I, don’t? Flirt? At least I don’t think I do (apparently it’s a Libra thing haha). Uhh, he’d probably be the cheesy flirt (comes with the idol package ya kno) and I’m the smooth one hahah

19. who is more competitive?

Hyunjin by JUUUUST a little bit, given he’s an athlete. If it’s games or something I’m good at, you bet I’ll be competitive and yell lmao

20. who would have to be given constant reminders? (remember to eat, don’t forget your keys, etc)

Hyunjin probably--he already does that with the fans :) But I feel like it would be the things like remember to eat and you’re beautiful. I’ll probably be the ones about keys and things... maybe. IDK I FEEL LIKE WE’RE BOTH SORTA FORGETFUL BECAUSE I FREAK OUT WHEN I PACK SO I REMEMBER ONE THING BUT COMPLETELY FORGET ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE and I guess my worries would translate into reminders as well,,, seems like a good balance between the both of us <3

21. WHO SENDS MEMES AND WHO SENDS CUTE ‘I MISS YOU’ TEXTS AT 3AM?

HE SENDS THE MEMES i don’t like memes and don’t have them saved anywhere lol AND I MISS YOU TEXTS and I send the occasional I miss you texts: I usually just like keeping it casual and start up a convo if I miss him. 

taggging: @realstraykids @spearbin @straykiz @bangs-chan @s0ftminho @chanknow @softchangbinnie @seungmlns @princeminho :) (i hope you haven’t done this yet haha)

[meatmeinthemiddle-mark]

30 Songs Tag!!

Tagged by @realstraykids hehe hallooo thank you for the tagg 🙆🏽💕

rules: answer all questions then tag 3 people you follow and 3 people that follow you that you want to get to know better!!

@squisheekiddos @sorryimjisexual @liz-writes-stray-kids (hehe hi) @hyunniejin @seobangchan and @straycuties (you guys dont have to do it if you dont want to !!)

ohgosh i dont know much about kpop but im still exploring so im sorry if many of the artists seems repetitive bc they are who i aLWAYS listen to

1. a song you like with a color in the title? White Dress by Parachute oho

2. a song you like with a number in the title? 24 HOURS BY SUNMI ALSNSOA

3. a song that reminds you of summer? No Way by Yugyeommm

4. a song that reminds you of someone you’d rather forget? Jetlag by Simple Plan

5. a song that needs to be played out loud? PAPILLION BY JACKSON WAAAANG

6. a song that makes you want to dance? Boomx3 by got7

7. a song to drive to? I Wait by Day6

8. a random song you first think of? Missing You by BTOB is the soundtrack of my life idk if you guys knows this

9. a song that makes you happy? YOUNG WINGS BY STRAY KIDS AKDJALAL

10. a song that makes you sad?

11. a song you will never get tired of? MISSING. YOU. BY. BTOB!!'

12. a song from your past? ohmo Truly Madly Deeply by One Direction :') (my ass is still waitin for them to come back together)

13. a song that’s sexy? Without Conscience by GOT7

14. a song you’d love to be played at your wedding? Forever and Always by Parachute

15. a song you’re currently obsessed with? Converse High by BTS

16. a song you used to love but now hate?

17. a song you’d sing a duet with at karaoke? Lost Stars by Adam Levine ;) ;) ;)

18. a song from the year you were born? ohwagt It's Gonna be Me by NYSYNC wkdnkajs

19. a song that makes you think about life? Way Back Home by BTOB (their ballads always make me cry but thisTHIS)

20. a song that has many meanings to you? Without You by Oh Wonder

21. a song you think everyone should listen to?

22. a song by a group you still wish was still together? IWNDLAJSOFJ IDK IF THIS COUNTS BUT READY TO RUN BY ONE DIRECTION

23. a song that makes you want to fall in love? You Were Beautiful by Day6 :')

24. a song that breaks your heart? i dont really have a song for this eheh

25. a song with amazing vocals? its alright if I put Missing You for the 3rd time right? right?

26. a song with amazing rap? 3racha's start line aldjswknwsojwowkajsdoanssosj chris' cute little aussie accent

27. a song that makes you smile? Young Wings by Stray Kids :>>>>>>

28. a song that makes you feel good about yourself? Ultralife by Oh Wonder

29. a song that you would dedicate to you and your best friend/mutual/someone close to you? The 7th Sense by NCT U is so good hOly shIt dedicated to my main girl @squisheekiddos

30. a song that reminds you of yourself? uhhHhhHhhHhhh currently its Glow by Stray Kids

[glorioustidalwavedefendor]

I HATE THAT IN ORDER FOR THE DASH TO DO ANYTHING YOU BASICALLY HAVE TO USE A SLEDGEHAMMER ... UNLESS YOU SWIPE THE TINIEST BIT TO THE LEFT OR RIGHT ON SHERE ACCIDENT ... FINGERS BARELY BRUSHING THE DEVICE ...

THE SECOND YOU DO THAT TUMBLR IS LIKE, OH YOU WANT ME TO LEAVE AND FORGETT WHERE ON YOU DASH YOU WHERE? SURE CAN DO ...

BUT BEWARE IF YOU TYPE A WORD WRONG IN THE TAGGS ... ONCE ... TUMBLR WILL NEVER FORGET THAT ...

ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[rebeccacatalinas]

music taggg

tagged by @lonepiper5758 and im bored and chillin in another city so its tagg timmeee

A song you like with a color on the title: back to black by beyonce ft andre 3000

A song you like with a number on the title: song for no one by miike snow

A song that reminds you of summer time: i hate you, i love you by gnash

A song that reminds you of someone you’d rather forget: she [for liz] by parachute

A song that needs to be played LOUD: sea castle by purity ring

A song that makes you want to dance: i will never let you down by rita ora

A song to drive to: purple yellow green and blue by portugal the man

A song about drugs or alcohol: my sweet prince by placebo

A song that makes you happy: stand by you by rachel platton

A song that makes you sad: - [looks thru my folder titled ‘sad’] drops of jupiter [cover] by jess moskaluke

[littledreamybeth]

Me & Harry Styles (personal story)

First of all, I want to start with a point that is about Dunkirk. I watched it today and I really enjoyed the movie! Harry's acting was quite impressive and he almost made me hate his character, but almost. I'm not only proud of him but also very proud of the whole crew. I grew to like Gorge a lot, played by Barry Keoghan, and I think he's a very cute guy. The movie was exciting and intense. You'll definitely won't be disappointed. Go watch it Now... Since I watched Dunkirk, I feel and immense pain enveloping my heart and I cried a lot today. Not because of the movie. No, because of Harry. I used to do this quite a lot in the past. But I'll mention it again later. I want to share my little history with you, how I fell in love with Harry Styles and all the things that happened in the last couple of years... Enjoy! I have to admit that I wasn't in the 1D fandom from the very beginning. I didn't even know that the boyband even existed. (OMG!) I joined the fandom and became a Directioner at the end of 2012, like November or December. I was 14 years old, hitting to my 15th and I was in 9th grade. I made a work experience together with my friends and we used to sing 'What makes you beautiful' a little bit, I heard about that song but never knew who it belonged to really. We just sang this line over and over again, nothing more. That's how I came in contact with the band. I started to hear the song, asking my friend to send it to me and continued listening to it up and down. I started to create my personal music video to it, me being a princess and the boys trying to impress me and later me running away with them. I slowly developed some feelings for our curly haired boy then. The first four songs I listened to were 'What makes you beautiful', 'One Thing', 'Live while we young' and 'Little Things'. I really enjoyed these songs. My feelings for Harry grew more but then the first shock came: Harry dating Taylor Swift! Just for your information I never liked Haylor nor Hendall, and I don't like these persons either. (Don't argue with me on that, I will not change my mind) I was beyond heartbroken and instantly wanted them to break up. I hoped they would break up as soon as possible. I started to read articles about them which made me want to puke. It was horrible. But then, relief came back into my life: Haylor broke up! Honestly, I wasn't sorry for that! I was just like 'Taylor, you are never ever ever ever getting back together!" :D Then 2013 came, starting with 'Kiss you', then 'One way or another', 'Best Song Ever' and 'Story of my life'. At the same time I began to love one of my old classmates and 1D accompanied me through this whole year with their music. When I started to love somebody else, I slightly shoved Harry into the back of my head but he was still there, waiting to be reminded. At the same year 'This is us' was going to be published and I know how much excited I was to watch it but I never made it. When I saw 'Best Song Ever' for the first time, I couldn't stop but laughing. The entire video was so funny and so cool, the boys were absolutely amazing. Later that year, I started to feel depressed because me and my crush wouldn't get together, I told him about my feelings but he never gave me a response to it. 1D saved me from going insane. Then 2014 came and I have to say, I left the fandom a little bit. I still listened to their music but not too much anymore. I was busy with personal stuff and so on. Besides I had another celebrity crushes like James Maslow that I started to feel interested to. With 'Night Changes' I found my way back to One Direction (Winter 2014). However, my feelings for Harry didn't came back as quickly as possible. First of all, I fell in love with Luke Evans after rewatching the Hobbit again. But before that happened, I bought 'After' by Anna Tood without even knowing that this was based on One Direction. By coincidence I searched for it on Instagram and found out about it. As I read the story, of course picturing Hardin Scott as Harry, my feelings for him took control again. Harry Styles kicked Luke Evans out of my mind. The whole summer 2015 I was only thinking about Harry. When we drove to my home country in August (holidays), I couldn't stop but imagining little scenes about me and Harry and even Marcel the marketing guy. How we were a couple, loving, holding and kissing each other and a lot more. By the time I listened to '18', 'Strong' and 'Rock me', creating my own little films again. When you read my imagine 'Lost Angel', this idea came up in my mind while I was travelling in the night through a foreign country. So the idea is two years old. After my holidays school started again and also I fell in love for another celebrity who's also a reason why I created my blog: Rami Malek. Harry was forgotten quickly, waiting somewhere in the back of my head. I still listened to 1D songs, I was still in the fandom.Until 2016, it was all about Rami, but in summer '16 I found my way back to Harry again. Reading fanfictions about him and all the stuff. When I heard about Dunkirk the first time I knew I was going to watch this movie. I was so excited to see it! Then we come to the year 2017 where we are now. I didn't stopped loving, Harry, I think I never stopped loving him even though I had so many celebrity crushes. Back in February I was all for Bruno Mars but when I saw the promo clip for 'Sign of the Times', Harry's green eyes at the end of that clip, I immediatly was out of that phase. I was soooo excited and I couldn't wait for the song and the album to be out. Honestly, I feel like I had and on-off-relationship with Harry. I dunno why. He always knew how to find back to me and into my heart, kicking away the other celebs off my head. Loving Harry is not simple, it really isn't. I had a time where I cried because I knew and I still know that I will never ever meet him. I will never find out how he looks in person, not only on Tv, I will never know how it feels to have him in my arms, I will never hear his voice in real. I know that all. And if you're asking me where I do, I just know. I have no chance in things like that, never will. I think I'm not the only one who wants this whole-heartedly but I wish I could be a part of his life. A friend he would talk to. Somebody he'd grow to love. You know what hurts too much? That Harry doesn't even know that I exist. He doesn't know that there is a girl out there, who's loving him and caring for him so much. He will never know. And if I'd meet him one day, which I quite doubt, he would forget me anyway, as soon as possible and I don't want that! I want him to remember me, like I always did. Still do. I hate that I fall in love with somebody that I can't even have. We're all in the same boat, we all share the same feeling for that handsome, kind, loving, genuine, green-eyed young man: LOVE! I will never love anybody as much as I love Harry. I'm still hoping that one day I will be able to run a converstion with him, but there is still doubt following me, making me pessimistic instead of optimistic. If Harry is somewhere out there, having a secret Tumblr account and if he stumbles across this post, I just want him to know that I love him endlessly. I will support and care for him as much as I can. I think he deserves the world, he really does. I never met anyone like Harry Styles. Thank you for everything, Harry!❤ So that's it actually my personal story. Hope you enjoyed reading and maybe you can share your experiences with me. Just tagg me on it, if you decide to write it. Thanks for reading! All the love...

[lady-asuka]

First goodbye - Nyx X Fem!OC (Anima) SFW

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tagging: @themissimmortal @blindbae @itshaejinju @chocobropuffs (I would like to tagg more but I can’t tagg some people o.O)

This morning was the sweetest ever for Anima. She was about to wake up as she felt how Nyx nuzzled his nose into her raven-black hair – his strong arms wrapped around her and his body pressed against hers. Ani was ready to admit it – she was happy; a lot. This whole man set her heart on fire – making her feeling good, beautiful and absolutely needed. Anima yawned happily as she slowly turned around on her back and could finally look at the beautiful man next to her. “What did I do to deserve a man like you?”, she said to herself and traced her index finger through his facial hair. As she also touched his nose Nyx murmured a little bit.

“Ani please … it’s too early”, Nyx said as she continued to tease him a bit – she was too amused by his reactions. She didn’t want to stop now.

“Early? The sun already rose and it’s 7.30a.m.”, Anima said and placed a soft kiss on his lips. He was so tired – maybe because of the last night.

“Mhm fine.”, Nyx said sleepily as he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up in his bed. “Damn I’m going to be late for the Glaive meeting!”, he cursed himself and looked at Anima next to him. Her curly hair was a mess, her green eyes still looking tired and her sweet lips formed a lovely smile. She was amazing – Nyx couldn’t describe what he was feeling for her in this moment.

“Just go. We will meet later?”, Anima said and Nyx’ mind snapped back to reality.

“Thank you, babe. You are the best.”, he said and kissed her at least 6 times on her lips before he rushed out of his bed, looked for his clothes to pick them up, hurried into the bath to take a quick shower, brushed his teeth and dressed himself. “See you later, babe”, he said before he made his way back to Anima, who was still sitting on his bed and kissed her a last time before he left. Nyx closed the door and Ani let out a sweet chuckle.

“Busy as always, huh?”, she said to herself before she stretched out and stood up. As she looked around she was searching for the lingerie she wore yesterday. Nyx loved it but he had a lot of fun undressing her too. Anima made her way into the bath to take a shower – unfortunately alone. She missed the leisure time with Nyx a lot. Her mind drifted away and she remembered last night – it had been awesome. Ani left the shower with a bright smile, dried herself, brushed her teeth, dressed up and made her way into the kitchen. As she looked into the fridge she just sighed deeply – it was almost empty.

“Okay. I guess this means I will have cereal for breakfast again. Nyx doesn’t eat his breakfast too, lately.”, she mumbled and ate some of Nyx’ cereals before she left his room and went into the citadel to continue her research. Anima studied a book about magic there – since she wanted to form a contract with Regis. She wanted to use all her strength and power for Lucis.

Some hours passed by and Anima was about to fall asleep in the library when her smartphone rung. As she took it out of her trousers pocket and looked at the screensaver she saw that Nyx called her. “Hey my hero. Are you fine?”, she asked nearly whispering as she accepted the call.

“We need to talk, Ani.”, he said – his voice sad with a deep sigh. Anima got extremely worried as he said those words. “Where are you, babe?”, Nyx added and she breathed in softly.

“I’m at the Citadel – in the library. What is wrong, Nyx?”, Anima asked and suddenly didn’t feel that good anymore.

“Okay. Stay there. I will be there in a few minutes”, he said and hung up. Ani didn’t lie to herself – she didn’t like how his voice had sounded in that moment. He sounded so sad and almost hurt. She closed the book in front of herself and put it back on the stack of books to her left side. Anima didn’t make any move as she saw how Nyx stood in the entrance of the library and motioned to her to come to him. She stood up and made her way towards him and as she looked at his face she noticed that he seemed to be very sad – the absolute contrast to this morning. There was silence between them until Nyx took her hands into his own.

“What’s wrong Nyx? Talk to me.”, she asked him finally and looked into his blue eyes. He didn’t look well at all at the moment. Sad, worried or even scared – Anima couldn’t tell.

“I have to leave tomorrow. We Glaive’s are send out to the far west of Lucis. We’re going to fight against the Nifs who are trying to invade the area.”, Nyx finally said and Ani’s expressions got worried.

“I will come with you. I know how to fight them and you could need my magic”, she said and held his hands tightly.

“No Ani. It’s too dangerous for you. They know how to suppress your magic and they already want to catch you - or did you forget what happened last time they did?”, he asked worried and looked into Anima’s eyes. He suddenly felt so bad – she looked so sad and he was the one who caused this feeling of her. Nyx had been in battles before but this time was different; Anima had fallen in love with him – he was in a relationship now. This changed everything, for both.

“You’re right. I’m sorry. But… please don’t die okay?”, she asked him worriedly. Her voice cracked a bit as she did so and she just moved forward to hug him. She leaned her head onto his chest and as she felt Nyx’ arms around her she just held him closer. This was absolutely terrible for both – but especially for Anima. She really loved this man and she was afraid to lose him. Ani knew that he was strong but still – she was worried. Her chest got heavy; just like her heart. Love made her vulnerable – she didn’t like that.

“I’m the hero. I will come back to you. Don’t worry, okay babe?”, he said with a soft voice – cupping her chin with his right and making her look at him. Nyx softy kissed her nose – causing Anima to smile a bit. “Okay?”, he asked her again and kissed her – soft and lovely.

“Okay my ‘hero’. But be careful, okay?”, she asked him back as she smiled a bit sadly. She knew his answer as Nyx pulled her closer to himself and initiated a long and passionate kiss. Anima wrapped her arms around his shoulders and enjoyed this moment. As he pulled back he smiled down at his sweet girlfriend. His smile made Anima feel better.

“I’m always careful, babe. I will come back for you – you can’t get rid of me anymore now”, Nyx said with a giggle and kissed Anima’s temple. “Tonight I’m going to eat with Libertus, Crowe and some other Glaives – this is a little tradition of us. Do you want to join us?”, he asked her with a smile. Anima wasn’t sure about the invitation. She had been able to make friends with Crowe but Libertus – no they didn’t really like each other. Libertus always implied that Anima would be a witch – who cast a spell on Nyx or even cursed him to be together with her or something. Ani didn’t even understand his problems – maybe he just wanted to protect his best friend but this was ridiculous. Every time they had met it ended up that she and Libertus got angry at each other and that one of them left the party. She also told him that he would be the next on her list who would get cursed if he continued to be such an idiot.

“No thank you. I don’t want to see Libertus – else I’m going to kill him”, she said and freed herself from Nyx’ hug. He looked surprised at her as his expression turned into a sad one. He knew that both didn’t like each other but he wanted to preserve their tradition and he would have liked to spend the night with his beloved girlfriend.

“Anima. Please…”, Nyx almost begged her and reached out to hold her hands. As Anima looked away from him; his heart arched.

“I will be there tomorrow to say ‘goodbye’, okay?”, she just said and turned around to go back to her books. She really had enough of Libertus – especially of his accusations; even if she knew that her decision wasn’t right to miss the dinner tonight. He treated her like a monster and Anima hated to hear such things. She was a normal human after all; just with a talent for magic. She sat down to study her books again and as she took a small glimpse at the door of the library; she saw that Nyx was gone. Her heart arched as she remembered his expression when she had pushed him away from her. Everything had been so great this morning and now?

Anima spent some hours in the library until the sun started to set. She stood up, placed the books back and made her way back to home. As she walked to Cor’s house she looked at her smartphone – she had missed 4 messages and all of them were from Nyx. They were all about that he was sorry and really wanted her to join them - Libertus or not. 1 message was from Cor. “I won’t be home tonight. Sorry, Ani”, the Marshal had written and Anima sighed. She turned off the sound and put her phone away as she finally was in her room. It was a small and tidy room in Cor’s house; not girly or something but plain and it barely contained any personal stuff of hers. She dressed in something comfortable, called a delivery service to order a big Pizza for herself and took her favorite blanket to cuddle herself up on the couch. As she turned the TV on; she wasn’t able to follow the content because all her thoughts were about Nyx. She felt terrible because of her actions lately and she looked at her phone as the display went bright – a message from Crowe?

Crowe sat with Nyx, Libertus, Pelna and some other Glaives in their favorite Restaurant – one of the only shops where one could eat Galahd food. She noticed that Ani were missing and decided to write her as she saw that Nyx didn’t seem to be in a party mood. Libertus made a lot of jokes about Anima – causing Crowe to punch him several times. Nyx did nothing – he just shot some glares at Libertus who got quiet immediately. Crowe didn’t get any response of Anima and looked at Nyx who ate some meat skewers.

“Come on Nyx. Get up and move your ass to her.”, Crowe said leaning her elbows on the table. Tradition or not – he shouldn’t be in such a mood for that. “What are you waiting for? I guess we all understand this – except Libertus but just ignore this idiot”, she added.

“Hey Crowe!”, Libertus complained and looked at his best friend. He saw how sad he seemed to be but he didn’t trust Anima and he wouldn’t do so easily.

“You will regret this Nyx. Now go.”, Crowe said and ignored Libertus completely. She smiled as she saw how Nyx looked at his best friend first and then to the other Glaives who were just nodding.

“Thanks guys.”, Nyx said as he started to smile, stood up, grabbed his jacket and made his way to Anima. Some of the other Glaives smiled as their hero left – even if Libertus still complained about that. Nyx thought that she would be at home and ran to her place. As he reached Cor’s house he saw a Pizza Delivery guy who walked up the stairs to the front door. Typical Anima – she loved pizza.

“I’ll take that and pay it of course.”, Nyx said and the delivery guy looked skeptical at first. After he explained that his girlfriend ordered that he accepted the request of the other man, gave him the pizza and took the money. “That’s an interesting roleplay, too”, Nyx thought as he rang the doorbell. A few seconds later; Anima opened the door and was more than surprised that her boyfriend stood in front of her.

“Nyx? Do you have a secret second job now?”, she asked and moved to the side to let him in.

“Haha, no. I’m here to spend the evening with you.”, he said smiling, walked into the house and gave her the pizza.

“Really? What about your tradition- mh”, Anima started but wasn’t able to finish her sentence since Nyx closed her lips with a loving kiss. As their lips parted she looked at him. His loving smile was back – just like his loving eyes. Anima smiled, said nothing and went back to the couch with him. After she enjoyed her dinner she cuddled up to Nyx. Anima started to kiss him and he leaned forward to pin her under himself, kissing and caressing his beautiful girlfriend. They really enjoyed their night before he had to leave. Sensual kisses and a sinful night caused less sleep for both. The next morning came too fast and Nyx and Anima were not happy about the morning. She was cuddled up next to him and both were staring at each other. Lovely touches and kisses and simply enjoying the closeness and scent of each other. But both knew that it was about time so they got up, took a shower together and ate some breakfast. When they were ready and left the house, they made their way to the Kingslgaive HQ.

“Be careful, okay?”, Anima begged Nyx as she caressed his cheeks with her hands and kissed him lovely on his sweet lips. Some Glaives whistled - while Libertus let out a disgusted noise. Drautos was there, too and watched the young couple. He even felt a bit sad for them – but the war was more important at the moment.

“Don’t worry, babe. I’m your hero. I will definitely come back.”, Nyx said and kissed her a last few times before he finally got into the truck with the others. “I love you babe”, he said before he closed the door.

“I love you too, my hero.”, Anima said smiling and watched how Nyx and the other Glaives left Insomnia. She really hoped that her beloved boyfriend would be back soon.