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calypso-finale · 1 year

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Hundred Sixteen.

I remember a time where I would wake up and I would be in another country, every day too and now I can’t even stand to be away from home, I am home sick. I want to go back to LA so bad, but I am not leaving Chris, so I have to just wait it out for him. I am missing just everything about LA, Vegas isn’t bad, but it isn’t home. Home is LA now and that is where we settled, I think Chris feels it from me too, but I will bite my tongue and just get on with it for his sake. I am happy for him; he has the biggest contract out there for these performances, so we roll. The boys love it here, nothing has changed for them, they have Amerie, and they still have an education, Junior is still doing what he loves, and Emi is happy so for them this is nothing, but for me I hate it. Imani hates us both because we gave her two choices, she came with us or stays with Mel. What Rylee said to me stuck with me and I wasn’t about to let her stay there alone, Rylee wouldn’t put that in my mind for nothing, she wouldn’t worry Chris for nothing, so we decided to not let her stay back alone so she is with us. And that brother of Oakley went home but what gets me is that what did she think would happen, would I turn off the cameras for her, I would have seen her shit. She has been so mad with us, we don’t treat her like an adult but we are protecting her, and if Rylee thinks she needs protecting from Juke then I believe her. I don’t know much about him, he is on my radar, but Chris isn’t too fussed about him because of him being Oakley brother, and I know how much he loves Oakley but if Rylee has concerns then I should be concerned. Imani acts so stupid at times, and she thinks we are against her which we aren’t. We are here for her, we love her and we want to make sure no man breaks her heart, so Imani pretty much just stayd away from me and goes out to see Willow a lot, she is here and Willow is a great help for Imani but she thinks we should trust her, I was going to tell her about herself but then I remembered I need to not bite but things are ok here, but personally I cannot wait to get the fuck home, Vegas isn’t it for raising a family and I certainly won’t be staying longer then we should, I think Chris knows this too, he knows I hate it.

I always come to see Chris at his residency, leave the kids at home and support my twin. I don’t care how much I see him do the same thing, he is such a talented soul. I mean me on the other hand, I am over doing this shit and I wouldn’t step foot on stage even though I got asked too, maybe I would for one song. Chris said on his last one I would need too so I think I may do that for him, it would be cute actually, we both do a little thing together but that is a long, long away so we going to have to wait for that one “how was that one baby?” I said to him as I passed the towel “fucking dope, the interaction with the fans here is so much better, I feel like I can actually you know, speak to them too and get to know them but it was good, I thought Tianna was coming?” I shrugged “I haven’t seen her, maybe I was too busy watching you” Chris side eyed me “oh please, I saw you on the phone. The lies you tell” he mushed my head “ok but I was just sending Mel a picture of Aziel, she asked how he is, and I said my grandbaby is in Guyana, or back by now but that was all. Literally one second you see me on the phone and you’re using that against me” he chuckled “well I peeped you” walking behind him “hey mom and dad” Tianna is here “the hell you come from goofy? You ain’t seen me popping on stage?” he said, “I was there but like backstage, and it is for a reason I promise dad it is” he hugged Tianna “and what reason is that huh?” I am confused, I didn’t even know she was here “just trust me, and I will explain” hugging Ti “you girls, well you can speak to Imani while you’re here too, she is playing hell” Ti groaned out “no thanks” I swatted her.

Tianna is glowing, I see my baby she is smiling so much, she is happy and I love to see it “what is happening?” I am confused, she has us here and guarding Chris’ dressing room “I have someone I want you both to meet, and I hope you both like him too” my eyes widened “you have a man!?” I spat “yes, we have been keeping this lowkey, that is the reason why I have been busy and now we made it official I said it is important that my family like him so yeah” I smiled “oh my god, I am excited” I said “mhmmm who is it?” Chris is already being defensive “be kind!” I spat “yeah but I need to know, that my baby you know” Ti sighed out “please dad, I think you will like him but follow me” she said, Chris looked at me “this motherfucker ain’t Oakley to be coming to see me” I gasped “you ass” nudging him “please don’t be so mean” I pushed by Chris because I want to see this man first, Tianna has been very quiet about this one, I am so excited “they will be kind” walking into the room, he is stood up already but I had to do a double take “I know your face” I pointed “so do I, Rihanna” he laughed “oh wow, Damson!” looking at Tianna “you’re dating Damson, oh my daughter. Yes!” I just agreed, Damson laughed “wow, that was a quick approval. I am Damson, nice to meet you finally” he shook my hand “I mean I wasn’t expect this, wow. Ti!” I eyeballed her, she is giggling “I can’t lie, she got me stumped because I wasn’t expecting Franklin Saint in the room” Chris said, turning to him “I also didn’t think I would be meeting Chris and Rihanna but erm yeah, it’s good to meet you. Tianna has spoken so much about you and of course, Cench” Chris eyes lit up, he shook his head “really?” Chris said “he actually got us together, erm yeah. He is good friends with me, practically brothers but we don’t air that out much, it was more to do with politics of what he was involved in, but we are very good friends and I asked about Tianna but at the time she was with the other dude, but I want to do this right” Damson has got a smile out of Chris “impressive, come let’s talk” this is really good.

Eyeballing Tianna “you kept this so quiet, oh my god” we walked off to sit down “well we both wanted to just get to know each other, what happened mom is that Oakley did introduce us and then left it as that, it was pretty much after Taylan and I said fuck him, why should I even sit around and cry about it, so we have been hanging around together a lot, then he made it official and yeah. We said parents first and then we proceed with the world” I cooed out “you look so happy Ti, I am so happy for you and yeah. He seems like a nice guy, and I know with your dad he hates any man” Tianna laughed “oh we know but what you think he is saying” she asked me “probably asking for the script for Snowfall” she laughed out “he actually” she paused “do not speak on it, I am in Snowfall as his love interest” I gasped “yes, I know. He forced me into acting, he said he wanted me in it. So yeah, that is when you said I went missing on you, I was so tired because I was doing night shoots” I am so happy “Tianna, I am so happy like I pray he is the one but for Oakley to bring him forward he must be good, he knows what your dad is like, I mean he was his friend and he still got him” Ti nodded her head “I know mom, I said that my dad will judge your first move with him. But what you saying with Imani, me and Rylee are staying away if you haven’t noticed” that alone made me frown “but what has she done?” I asked “her attitude mom, she is so rude to us. I mean I will talk to her, but she is rude to us thinking we want to ruin her life, we care!” Tianna spat, Imani being rude to her sisters, that is crazy to me, she loves them.

Chris and Damson are laughing a lot and I am impressed “your dad must like British people because the way he hits it off with them all the time, I am glad. I did like Taylan and your dad didn’t do this is giving me good vibes, oh daughter. You have a good man; he is handsome too. Very handsome” Tianna and I laughed “I feel like I’m on a cloud, he just makes me happy. Like maybe it is a British thing. But also, bonus points. His base will be LA, so you won’t lose me” I cooed out “that is so good, like it’s hard just being apart from Rylee but then when you have kids I can see them” Tianna groaned out “no! Stop it” I chuckled “I’m so happy for my kids, a new relationship for you, Rylee to be engaged, I’m happy” I sighed out “engaged? They just made it boyfriend and girlfriend official?” Ti said “wait, that is a secret. So Oakley asked your dad for permission, then dad told me that is why I was crying that day. But what you mean boyfriend and girlfriend. Can he hurry up, I hate keeping it to myself, but don’t tell her. Let him do it in his own time but I may need to kick him” Ti laughed “I mean it’s not shocking, he really isn’t going to let her go. You know how heartwarming it is that we had a four way conversation, we all get on. We are thinking of meeting up when I go London and having a games night, like it’s just so nice that we can do things together. As couples, knowing Damson gets on with everyone, I am so happy mom” I cooed out “Tianna, this is so cute. I just need to put my attention on Imani” Tianna face changed “she needs all eyes on her mom, me and Rylee have given up, she is rude to us but begs us to not tell dad” I have no idea what is happening with that girl “really? I am watching her and to me she is ok” Ti laughed “well mother, you played hell. Do it with her, she isn’t innocent. I promise you” my face softened “but also let her live, I feel with her she wants to break free and do something dumb too” now I want to call her “I’ll call her and find out what she is up too, she does her own thing most of the time anyways” pressing my phone against my ear “hey mom” she answered so quickly “are you ok? What are you up too?” She laughed “I am ok just going to New York” I frowned “who knew that you’re going there!?” I spat “dad, it’s for work. Sorry just you have been busy” Chris never said really “ok but are you ok?” I said “I am ok mom, I promise” why didn’t Chris just tell me, I don’t get it “I am so shocked you’re with him, this is a cool guy” I knew Chris would like him, I’m not shocked at all.

Staring off into the distance, being back in London is good, I mean I’m happy, but I don’t know, I feel some type of sorrow. My dad isn’t the best, I know that, and I can hold my hands up and say that but he was still my dad and I enjoyed seeing him be a grandparent even though he wasn’t a parent to me, I lost my dad a long time ago when I knew he wasn’t a man, he wasn’t a father but he still was there, he was around, he’s still a loss. I am so conflicted in this, and I hate it, but being back in London means I can get on with things but I’m just feeling down. I am waiting on Aziel to come out of school too, when I think back on shit, at Aziel age my parent would argue it out who would pick me up, like it was a chore and I knew it, I was a burden to be picked up. They would get my neighbour but then I hit about eight and I would walk out, but Juke, I walked him home all the time, I didn’t get that so I will always make time for my kid. I know I had a meeting, but I wanted to pick him up, getting out of my car. School rule that we don’t need to come inside and that the teacher will bring the children out, I have parked right outside the school, they don’t allow that “Oakley you know that is a ticket” the teacher said “bill it to his mom” I laughed “Aziel” she side eyed me “you are trouble, but please can we not take him out of school that long again” Aziel ran to me “dad, my dad is here” smiling at him “Jordan” waving at him “dad can we take Jordan” shaking my head “his mom will be here, but thanks” I said to the teacher as I walked off “I sit in front” nodding my head “get in, you big boy now” getting into the car, he opened the door “yes I am, can I have ice cream please” he placed his bag down on the floor “sure, why not but you got ice cream money?” I asked, “stop it!” he spat which made me smile, I am sure we have time for some ice cream.

I thought I would feed Aziel instead and then he can have dessert before he goes back to his mom, she knows anyways but this boy is costing me today and it was supposed to be a quick trip to pick him up, I bought him down west to a good spot “bossman, it isn’t his birthday you know” I said laughing “I know friend, I did it for the boy. It makes him happy, you like this” he placed the chocolate cake and ice cream down with a sparkler “oh wow” Aziel smiled “that is an extra fiver you know, you better do this out of the goodness of your heart” I pointed, the manager laughed getting his hand out to me “brother, I know you for years stop it” shaking his hand “you like that?” he asked Aziel “yes, my dad get one too” shaking my head “nah, I will share with you. Thank you” I said to him, he walked off “you like that” he nodded his head “I like being with my dad, Jordan dad not rap he boring” I chuckled “so what, doesn’t mean he is boring son. Everyone is different so stop it” he shrugged “but you’re the best” this makes me happy “make you happy if mom and me be together” I asked “sometimes, look” he held his hand “wipe it on the tissue, what you mean sometimes?” that is cheeky “you kiss mom, ew” I laughed out “oh man, you’re jarring, who told you to look” this child “I can see dad” my son is growing “stop growing, cheeky” shaking my head.

Juke said for me to meet him before I go to Rylee house, I really needed to have the meeting and then go to Rylee home, I ain’t leaving once I go there so I thought I would see him before I go back “wait here” I pointed at Aziel and then took my key because you never know with this child “what is up?” I asked Juke “I wanted to let you know that Ti is here in London” my face changed “why?” I asked, he shrugged and pointed “what is that got to do with me, tell her to go away. Juke I am not joking with you, get her gone. She is one screw loose from making you out that you forced her then what?” Juke shook his head “I actually want to be with her” I pushed him “fuck you” walking to the car “get the fuck out of my car” opening the door “out, nah. This is my car, Imani I am not supporting this shit. Juke, give me my keys, I want you to leave me alone, we buried our fucking dad and you come back to this!?” I shouted, now I am mad “you did it for love” I stormed around the car but he moved “you know I will fuck you up, fucking get your shit out” Imani got out “you’re stupid” I said to her “nobody listens to me, nobody lets me live. You’re just like Rylee” I shrugged “no, I know my brother, he don’t want you. He wants what you got” I just said it “fuck you” Imani said to me “nah fuck you, get your shit out of my car, and you! Find a place to stay, not on my watch. You and this bitch” I pointed “don’t call her that” I laughed kicking the car door shut “I am actually going to tell Chris” I spat “I will tell my dad you let us, you allowed it. That this is on you! That you swore at me, he will come to you” locking the car door “Imani, get your heart broken, I don’t care. Stay out of my way” I don’t need their shit, her being in London is the most pathetic shit “fuck off Oakley you pussy” I pulled a face “why are you being so rude to me? Just because your sister is Rylee don’t mean I won’t come for you, we won’t start on your issues. Let’s not go there” I eyeballed her “you sleep with young girls” I sniggered “and you belong in an asylum, fuck you” rude little bitch.

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koujinxwrites · 2 years

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Sentiment of you

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In which Vigil admires and thinks of the lady that remind him of Nature. or: Vigil is a simp.

[ Tagging ] : @authoruio @fumikomiyasaki @kiranarina

[ Notes] : Hah, Somehow proud yet not at the same time cause college took my time </3 Uriel cameo at the ending

Vigil understands that what he's doing is so unlike him. If Vio were to see it, she'd be over dramatically reacting.

But he’ll make sure she’ll know no more than just him sharing the sentiment of his worries.

Softly, he fondled the hair of the woman soundly sleeping at the not-so quiet library. He continues to observe, to guide and to protect.

Vigil knows he's abandoning his duty and leaving his junior subordinate Amery to do his work but he couldn’t stop coming back again and again for the lady that brings him a peculiar emotion.

He doesn't know what attracted him to this woman, no maybe he knows.

He knows curiosity killed the cat.

‘But satisfaction brought it back.’ He huffs amused.

Vigil knows that this saying fits his predicament right now. How odd for someone like him who can always predict his own actions fall victim to this... plight? No he doesn't think this much of a plight.

More like a kismet if he still believes in it.

‘How… odd.’ Vigil placed his free hand upon his chest. Following not the rhythm of his breathing, but his heart.

Ba-dump. Ba-dump.

He stares at Carol.

‘Carol.’ He repeats in his mind. His eyes soften. An enigmatic woman who seems to be so easy to understand.

Interesting.

He had never felt anything like this.

Not only does she compel him to observe, she reminds him of nature. Not to mention, the aroma she emits.

The fragrance was… ‘Like a sweet ripe apple that had come fresh from the apple tree.’ He leans close, staring at the sleeping beauty whom he covered with his grey overcoat.

He tucked a falling hair to her ear. Adoring the soft features and listening to her soft breathing.

Just like this, he is content.

Just like any normal angel, he is already delighted to have the apple in his eyes safe and protected.

He widened his eyes, flinching away as he caught himself in the act.

A voice whispers at the back of his head 'Is this what a Virtue, who has a duty, be doing?'

Vigil's face brightened red.

He bitterly let out a faint laugh. 'No, damn it.'

He closed his eyes. Letting his eyes rest for a moment, but his hands never stopped stroking the hair of the woman.

Thankfully, Carol didn’t show any sign of waking up. He doesn’t know if he has any face to show her when he has his face really up close to her.

He barked out a cackle, running his hand over his forehead.

“What the hell is going on with you Vigil.” He shook his head and stared one final moment at Carol.

Emotions are fickle, but Vigil has the power to promise to vow to never hurt the one he shows interest. Consequences be damned.

Towering over her, he leans down to her forehead. His wings acting like shields from the curious onlookers. Pecking a small kiss, he quickly jumps away, berating his own, fast beating heart.

Ignoring the awfully quickening pace of his own heart he whispers as softly he could.

“Sweet dreams.”

His wings flutter, leaving a white feather as if a memento to show that he was present there before disappearing to thin air.

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“Welcome back, Virtue of Time.” The emotionless Cherub salutes.

Vigil does not acknowledge her greeting, too preoccupied with the thoughts of ‘whys’. The cherub seemed to not mind the action, instead she let out a hum of interest, turning around to leave the Virtue with his thoughts.

She examines the Virtue one last time before snapping her fingers as flames enveloped Vigil's sight making him jump out of his trance.

“I hope you have put your heart into your decisions.” She crinkle her eyes up, but never smiles.

Vigil blinks owlishly, not getting what she means before gaping and clenching his mouth shut. Too embarrassed to give her an answer back.

She tilts her head. “You will, won’t you?”

This time, he gave up and sighed.

“...Yes.”

Yes he would.

After all, wasn't he the Virtue of Time who kept all of his subordinates and friends safe, even if it meant breaking regulations set as boundary for him as the God of Time's son?

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calypsoff3 · 2 years

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Forty Five. Part 3

I really can’t stand him, he’s such a bastard for no reason too. He took them boys knowing I would go to Jamaica and get them; I wouldn’t even go there to begin with. If he came here, I wouldn’t care one fucking bit. He’s so nasty for this, I really can’t believe he did this to me “Rylee please just when you get home you don’t do anything stupid, just go home. Amerie will be there; I am relying on you to not fuck this one up. All you need to do is get off the jet, go to the SUV and go home, nobody at the house too” I pointed, Rylee is looking at me like why am I rushing to Jamaica when I should be going home but they don’t know their dad is an asshole “but like why is this New York trip cut short” I huffed out “because this has come up and I really need to go, kids I will call you. I’m sorry, we will do girls trip again, a proper one. I promise, I am sorry” pressing a kiss to Imani’ forehead “I’ll be back, won’t be long. I promise ok?” Rylee nodded her bread “you’re the eldest here, act it. Call me as soon as you land” turning on my heels “please make sure my kids get into the car after the flight” I said to the flight attendant, I am going to go commercial because they have my jet. Running down the steps “are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?” Rich said “no, I will be ok. The jet will be coming to Jamaica after anyways, I’ll be back. I just need to get my son’s” getting into the SUV, they can drive me around so I can walk into the airport. I rather my daughters have the jet, I didn’t want them to know either. I don’t want them questioning why their dad is being so unhinged about shit, he is literally so undeserving of me and I really going to end up not forgiving him the more he speaks, I can’t stand him. He knew I would come to Jamaica; he knew what he was doing to make me talk to him. I could have just ignored him and then see him when I picked them, he wanted my attention. I am taking Herb’ word for it, he said that the boys are ok and none the wiser and I’m sad that he did this, I really don’t want to speak to Chris like that, he’s just going to be nasty to me and I don’t want to hear it, I can’t stand it but now I will have too, I have no choice in doing it to get my babies back, I could have ignored him actually until I was back in California but he wasn’t going to let me have that, he wants me to react.

Herb gave me a nervous smile as I walked into the villa “where are my kids?” I asked, “you was quick” why is he acting like I wouldn’t come running “yeah, my kids Herb?” I said “erm yeah he took Raihan out” I want to smack him so bad “out!?” I shouted “yeah Junior is here” everything about this is making me angry “he knows, he fucking knows. He’s taken these boys when he didn’t fucking need too!” I barked “but they safe Robyn, don’t make it like he ain’t there for them” waving him off “he doesn’t give a fucking shit about them boys, he did this on purpose, and you know it, where has he taken my youngest!? He knows I’m coming” Herb doesn’t know “fuck!” I shouted “mom!” Junior spat “hey baby, are you ok?” He ran over to me; Taina is behind him “yes!” He hugged me “dad said we are going on holiday, and then said mom will be here and he was right” I groaned out, he knows I wouldn’t just sit at home “what did he say about your brother? Where is he?” He might know “erm that he’s gone to get some food” wrapping my arms around him “ok, good. That is ok” looking at Herb “I’m going to need you to find out where he has gone, I want both of my son’s with me, home” Herb hasn’t even got a clue where he has gone, what he is doing or his mindset. Not saying he would do anything bad to him, but he’s angry at me and is doing it to upset me.

“One, two, three” Raihan walked up the steps “four” he turned to me “is it four or three?” He asked me “depends if you want to include the top step, what do you think?” I said back to him “four” nodding my head “then it’s four, knock on the door then” he did a little run to the door, I haven’t slept since and I really don’t see myself wanting to sleep, blowing the smoke out from my lips “come in” his faint voice, didn’t even know who it is but it’s Captain, he knows “you don’t need to take it out” he added, opening the door “who is it dad?” Raihan asked “I don’t like it” he can be a little bitch sometimes this child of mine “go in” I said, “you shouldn’t be here Chris” Captain said “then where should I be” Raihan is holding onto my shorts, he is scared clearly “home” letting the door close behind me “well I am here, I came to see you” making my way into the house “sign of trouble and you run, trouble has been brewing at your door for a while Chris” Captain looked at me and he smiled “son, come. Give me a hug” he waved me over, making my way over to him “seems like you don’t want to see me” hugging him “I do, but you knock on my door when trouble arises, I’m hurting for you” moving back from the hug “why you ain’t tell me what I have?” I asked “I cannot tell you about everything Chris, I’ve said that you and Robyn will have trouble. Your mouth being a factor, how is co-parenting going?” He asked, sitting down on the couch “she has the kids and I just you know, be there” placing Raihan on my lap “hey son, you know your dad would have loved you more if you arrived when you should have” he said to Raihan “why would you say that?” I said to him “say what? How is youngest one doing?” I pulled a face confused “you getting dementia now?” I said “he is here” I said “I certainly haven’t got that Chris; I’ve always said your mouth will be the end of your marriage. I’m right, it’s not living. I think it’s living to save face, more to do with shame with Robyn but you need to be there for her for this younger one, she needs to support and love, and light” looking at Raihan “he is Robyn’ fave child so yeah, she will be knocking down doors” Captain turned his head pulling a face “she feels a connection, this one was supposed to be the eldest, your youngest is a girl” he’s on crack “that weed hitting a little different for you” he’s being funny, I thought I was the crazy one here.

Captain coughed and then cleared his throat “she’s here, the mother of your kids” he pointed “I could have told you that” he looked at me “Chris, I need to do a reality check with you, in one hand” he lifted his left hand up “you have Robyn here by the hand, and this hand” he lifted his right “you have this new journey you want to take, you let her go, she lets you go. This journey you needed to take even before Robyn, she stopped this. You are being selfish, equally is she to keep you there because of shame of being divorced” shaking my head “why didn’t you tell me what I have? You never mentioned it, why? All telling my ass” captain laughed “I never said all telling, Chris do you want me to carry you? If I told you that Chris; you have problems, problems that will destroy your marriage, would you listen? No, you wouldn’t like it, Chris I know that the love you have is pure but for the sanity of your kids, both of you. Let it go, it will come back and let it” I clenched my jaw “I already let it go, she couldn’t” I said “and you loved that thought didn’t you, Chris you aren’t in a good place, you are trying to be normal and you don’t feel it, knowing you aren’t the man you thought you was is hard, and Robyn won’t tell your secret, she wouldn’t use that against you with the kids if you stop this, and do it now because it’s escalating. Tit for tat boy, got to stop, you are a good man. You don’t see it, you need to find yourself Chris, you do, and I didn’t ever doubt the love you have, the love is there but a break is needed, your mouth was always going to ruin this marriage, it was on the cards, but I can’t stress enough that you need to be better for the girl, she needs you, they all do” I am staring at him dumbfounded “Imani?” I said, “is that what you named her?” He’s really making me mad; Captain froze “ah” he said “hmmm, she’s not had it yet. Or maybe she got rid of it but if she has then that is because of you, Robyn is pregnant” shaking my head “I mean she looked it; I did say it, she wouldn’t get rid of it” I said “it’s on the table and it will be because of you if so” I swallowed hard “you both aren’t good, you aren’t good and I’m not liking this vibe Chris no” he said, I swallowed hard not liking what he is saying.

Raihan turned into him, placing his thumb in his mouth as he did. Captain is angry with me “Chris, are you proud of yourself?” Captain asked me, and I have to laugh “I am, I think I have done a lot in my life, I am there for the kids” I am there “your eyes tell me different; you said you wanted to move here. What happened to that?” I pointed at Raihan “my kid, Robyn wanted me home, she has been wanting me home and the whole issue is me not wanting that. I just can’t comprehend why I am not right, why can’t I just want to be peace. Why don’t I just want to be happy and grow old with Robyn, I just don’t know. I am just so yeah, I feel defeated within myself, I love Jamaica, I am happy here. I am also happy with Robyn but look at me, I don’t know what I want and I am just so” I dragged out “fucked, I want this, then I don’t want it. I am happy, then I am not happy. I am stable with my moods, then I am not. I am no good, and I don’t want a pity party either, I just don’t know how to handle myself. I love Robyn, I know I love Robyn but I also want to tell her to fuck off because she is full of shit, you know” shaking my head “Robyn doesn’t have the time of the day for me, she is busy. Man, then Robyn being raped by Jay Z, I am saying it out loud right now but she was raped and I am there for her, being there for her but things like that just annoy me, I am so explosive with my fucking moods Captain, and it’s been that. Nothing has changed Captain, you know that because you said it’s always been me that would ruin it, just that I know I am a mental case and I have issues. I have been happier in Jamaica, in London because nobody knows me. It’s just a better vibe, Robyn got raped, I hate that, and I wasn’t there, I am not right Captain. I refuse to love my own son’s and I want too, this is the craziest thing, shit. There isn’t no cure, I am like this for life and I don’t want it” wiping my tears that fell “and you’re still the kindest, most gracious boy I know, you like my own son” I sniffed wiping my face “can I say it to you, like pretend you’re my dad and I am telling you what I have?” I asked him “yes son” licking my top lip “like you know what I have been through, and when I went jail, the fact I got beat up badly, my mind was never the same. I was never the same dad” I sniffled shaking my head “I can’t” I breathed out “you know I love you; I have known you years” taking Raihan off of my lap “I know, I need to go” I have to go.

Maxwell is here, Robyn is here and Herb, who invited Herb “why the fuck you take the boy’s here” Robyn half shouted as Raihan ran to her, Maxwell just give me a disappointed smile “you stopped speaking to me” nodding my head “who invited you here” I pointed at Herb walking by him “you did?” he said “get out” I half shouted and gif moved to the stairs and went up “Chris” Maxwell said, I am over today now “just leave it, it’s fine. It’s ok” Maxwell said, jogging down the steps “Chris, you stopped speaking to me and then sent me one word text. I am here, I came straight away” turning to him “mhmmm yeah” I said, looking at Robyn “and you had an abortion” I pointed at her “she got rid of a baby” Robyn is so angry, I know she is “your goofy ass took the kids, you think I really want another with you” so it’s true “but you good to jump on my dick, is that what you are? Is that what you wanted to do with Matt? You jumped up bitch” Maxwell put his hand up at Robyn and me “oh fuck you Chris” she said back “no, enough! Just stop, Chris. Why did you stop speaking to me and then send me that message, why did you do that? I flew here straight away” he asked me “because he lost his fucking mind” nodding my head “no, you know with borderline personality disorder involves a longstanding pattern of abrupt, moment to moment swings in moods, relationships, behaviour. This is triggered by conflicts in interactions with other people. Ok, Rihanna you know what he has, yeah. So you know that people with borderline personality disorder can experience overly strong emotional responses. Enough! Now Chris, we need to really talk” nodding my head “you make her gone, I don’t want no parts with her. I am done, I don’t want marriage, I don’t want anything. I want to be left alone, without her around. You do it, you tell her to go. She can take the kids, I am done. Over it, she can do what she wants, she is the pill, she makes me bad” I said to Maxwell “fine, just please. Let’s talk, I will do that for you” I don’t want no parts with Robyn, she isn’t a good person for me. Walking off to go outside “I think it’s best you go” hearing Maxwell say “he stopped speaking to me, I told you that. He stopped” waving them off, they are annoying as shit.

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Animated Teen Movie Songs

When the main character falls in love

Hello - Calabasas

Fill Me In - Craig David

Love Story - Taylor Swift

I'm a Believer - Smash Mouth

What's Your Name? - Jesse McCartney

Why Don't We Fall In Love - Amerie

If You Had My Love - Jennifer Lopez

What's My Name? - Rihanna

Accidentally In Love - Counting Cows

Dilemma - Nelly and Kelly Rowland

Open - Brandy

(You Drive Me) Crazy - Britney Spears

U Got It Bad - Usher

Angel Of Mine - Monica

I Wanna Be Down - Brandy

Clumsy - Fergie

When the main character argues with their parents

Don't Be Mad - Sunshine Anderson

The Worst Day Ever - Simple Plan

You Freak Me Out - Girls Aloud

Just Let Me Cry - Ashlee Simpson

Grow Up - Simple Plan

Just Like A Pill - P!nk

Brutal - Olivia Rodrigo

Learn The Hard Way - Brandy

Take Me Away - Lash

When the main character hangs out with their friends

Rider Like Me - Ezekiel Lewis

Plastic Pony - Mxmtoon

Wannabe - Spice Girls

Best Friend - Doja Cat and Saweetie

Do It - Chloe x Halle

Back & Forth - Aaliyah

Come On Come On - Smash Mouth

It's The Weekend - Lil J

Where My Girls At? - 702

What I Like About You - Lillix

When there's a party and the main character doesn't show up

It's My Party - Lesley Gore

Get the Party Started - P!nk

Party Rock Anthem - LMFAO

Yeah! - Usher

Pity Party - Melanie Martinez

Low - T-Pain ft. Flo Rida

I Gotta Feeling - Black Eyed Peas

Moves Like Jagger - Maroon 5 ft. Christina Aguilera

Aaron's Party (Come Get It) - Aaron Carter

Bad Idea, Right? - Olivia Rodrigo

Moon Man - Balu Brigada

Wait a Minute - Ray J

When the main character hits puberty

Growing Up - The Linda Lindas

I Believe - R. Kelly

Teenage Dream - Olivia Rodrigo

Age Ain't Nothing But A Number - Aaliyah

Why Did You Have To Be - Debelah Morgan

Live Your Life - T.I ft. Rihanna

A Thousand Miles - Vanessa Carlton

What's My Age Again? - Blink-182

When we meet the queen bee

Solo Star - Solange

Rip Her To Shreds - Boomkat

Miss Thang - Monica

Milkshake - Kelis

Who's That Girl? - Eve

Naughty Girl - Beyoncé

Mean Girls - Rachel Crow

Buttons - The Pussycat Dolls

BO$$ - Fifth Harmony

Beauty Queen - Lash

Drama Queen (That Girl) - Lindsay Lohan

Whip My Hair - Willow

Hollaback Girl - Gwen Stefani

Nasty Girl - Tinashe

Video - India.Aire

Material Girl - Madonna

When the characters play sports

Take It To Da House - Trick Daddy

All I Do Is Win - DJ Khaled ft. T-Pain, Ludacris, Snoop Dogg, and Rick Ross

Class Fight - Melanie Martinez

Basketball - Lil Bow Wow

The Art Of Losing - American Hi-Fi

When the main character listens to their favorite song

Sunflower - Post Malone

Nobody Like U - 4*Town

Larger Than Life - Backstreet Boys

It Gets Dark - Sigrid

I'm Not Okay (I Promise) - My Chemical Romance

Buddy Holly - Weezer

Dancing With Myself - Billy Idol

When the main character starts rebelling

Take Me To The Backseat - The Donnas

Me Vs. The World - Hallo Friendlies

It's Gonna Be Me - *NSYNC

Rebel Girl - Bikini Kill

The Anthem - Good Charlotte

Breakin' Dishes - Rihanna

When there's a conflict with the main character and their friend over a love interest

The Boy Is Mine - Brandy & Monica

Don't Mess With My Man - Nivea

We Need a Revolution - Aaliyah

Case Of The Ex - Myá

It Makes Me Ill - *NSYNC

Baby One More Time - Britney Spears

2nd Best - Cherise

Ex-Factor - Lauryn Hill

Foolish - Ashanti

Love Me Or Leave Me - Ms. Toi

When the main character gives up on their goal

Try Again - Aaliyah

Just In Case - Nivea

Key To My Heart - Craig David

I'm All About You - Aaron Carter

It's Over - Jesse McCartney

Never Say Never - Brandy

Tomorrow - Lillix

When the main character goes to prom

Pieces Of Me - Ashlee Simpson

Get Your Shine On - Jesse McCartney

LoveGame - Lady Gaga

What Makes You Beautiful - One Direction

Praising You - Rita Ora

Everybody (Backstreet's Back) - Backstreet Boys

Formal Invite - Ray J

Dancing In The Dark - Rihanna

When there's a final battle

Break U Off - Uncle Kracker

Eye Of The Tiger - Survivor

Big Ball - Drama

Mama Said Knock You Out - LL Cool J

Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes

Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You) - Kelly Clarkson

Battlefield - Jordin Sparks

Burning - Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Hot N Cold - Katy Perry

When the characters get out of school

Summer In The City - St. Lunatics

Walking on Sunshine - Katrina And The Waves

Summertime - DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

Island in the Sun - Weezer

California Gurls - Katy Perry

When we meet the bully

Racist Sexist Boy - The Linda Lindas

Adam’s Song - Blink-182

Mean - Taylor Swift

Dem Haters - Rihanna

#animated movie songs #animated teen movies #soundtrack

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American Idiot is the title track of the album 'American Idiot' by the rock band Green Day. The album was released on 21st September 2004. In 2000, Green Day had released the album 'The Warning' which came off as a disappointment in terms of commercial success. The band then decided to take a break before they came up with the next album which was supposed to be 'Cigarettes and Valentines'. The album was discontinued when the master tapes were stolen. Instead of recreating the album again, the band decided to start from scratch and tried to produce a new album which ended up being 'American Idiot'. Rob Cavallo, the band's long time producer wasn't sure if the band could produce the album because the band members were all living their seperate lives and he wasn't sure if the chemistry was still going to be there. The truth is, when they started making American Idiot, they were each living their own separate lives, and no one was really sure how the chemistry was going to be, They all had to deal with a lot of personal stuff before they could be great again. And when they first came to me and said, 'Let's get the band back together and make the best rock record we can,' I wasn't totally sure they could do it. Rob Cavallo Song Meaning https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ee_uujKuJMI The album tells the story of Jesus of Suburbia who is an adolescent belonging to a lower middle class American background. He is considered to be an anti hero who hates his family, friends and home. The theme of the album is rage and love as we can see in the poster depicting a heart in shape of a grenade held tightly in the hand. Jesus of Suburbia is the living embodiment of these emotions. Billie felt inspired to write the song after listening to a Lynyrd Skynyrd song being played on his car radio, while he was driving to the studio. The song was a pro redneck agenda song and this got Billie riled up. On reaching the studio, he penned down his thoughts. It was like, I'm proud to be a redneck and I was like, Oh my God, why would you be proud of something like that? This is exactly what I'm against. I looked at the guys like, 'Do you mind that I'm saying this?' And they were like, No, we agree with you. And it started the ball rolling. Billy Joe Armstrong The song American Idiot is about politics, media and represents the situation of America in 2004. Billie Joe through this song was stating his opposition to the 'Redneck Agenda'. George W. Bush had led America to a war with Iraq following the 9/11 attack. Billie Joe felt that the media had gone overboard with news and reality shows depicting violent scenes. They had all these Geraldo-like journalists in the tanks with the soldiers, getting the play-by-play. Billie Joe Armstrong The song talks about the news media being controlled and not representing the actual things occurring. Televisions showcase a reality that is fake and promises dreams that are not supposed to come true. The masses are blinded by the false propagandas of the media and form beliefs that are opposite of what goes on in reality, meanwhile promoting tension, hysteria and paranoia through their coverage. The song urges people to think in the right way and not follow agendas blindly. The song was written under George W. Bush's presidency, however Billie stated that he did not think of the song as an opposition to George W. Bush in particular. I would never think of American Idiot as being about the Bush administration specifically. It’s about the confusion of where we’re at right now. Billie Joe Armstrong The world’s in a confused state. I’m pissed off, and I’m angry, and I feel like I’m not fully represented. Mike Dirnt In the music video, the band is playing in what seems like a warehouse against a green flag with 48 stars (thought to be symbolic of the US National Flag). The green color is probably a reference to the band. Eventually the stripes of the flag melt and flow down and a green liquid is sprayed from the amplifiers.

The band later put down their instruments and leave once they are finished playing the music.

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003 from the christmas prompts for divine water. winks.

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in a mountain lodge, snowed in from a heavy snow storm.

Amery crossed his arms over his chest, staring out of the large window that overlooked a hill and frozen lake below. This wasn't what he was expecting when he promised his boyfriend a winter wonderland vacation. He couldn't even see what he knew was below him-

"Is there really no heating in here?"

The sorcerer turned his head, looking over his shoulder at Aiden. The poor man was wrapped in a blanket, wearing his heaviest hoodie. The snow storm outside roared, leaving them trapped in his family's mountain lodge.

"I'm sorry, Schätzli. Just the wood stove for the time being."

Aiden shivered as he turned to look at the stove in the middle of the living room. It was already lit, luckily there was enough of a store of logs beside it. The taller man froze when arms wrapped around him from behind. But he relaxed when Amery pressed his forehead against his back.

"I can try to go put fuel in the backup generator-"

"No!" Aiden turned, opening his blanket, he quickly engulfed Amery's smaller form. "Let's just cuddle, it's dangerous out there." He wasn't exactly wrong, but Amery still laughed, muffled from the blanket and arms around him.

"Let's cuddle, then, Prinzli."

Amery exhaled when Aiden picked him up with ease, strong arms carried him to one of the large couches in the room. He was dropped on the couch, bouncing somewhat. He shook his dirty blond hair from his eyes, watching Aiden lay down.

Aiden lifted the blanket so that he could crawl onto his chest, the younger man quickly getting the gist and doing so. Once situated, he brought the blanket down over both of them.

"Kind of romantic though.. You like romance."

"I also like not being cold."

Amery stifled a laugh at Aiden's almost bitter tone. "Don't you get tired of the heat in Spain anyway? Branch out." Amery snickered at the older man's groan. At least they could be together, albeit, unseen by anyone who may know them. The storm really was a bit of a blessing in disguise.

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Fairest

Is beauty a blessing or a curse? All of her life, princess YN was told that her beauty was the greatest gift her late mother ever gave her. But when her looks attract a man cruel and bloodthirsty, YN begins to think that her greatest asset is the beginning of her demise.

“Checkmate.”

YN cannot help the grin that spreads across her face as she utters the word, watching as her older brother groans with disdain.

“You always win!” he complains, acting very much like a child.

“That’s because you always get too caught up in the current move, dear brother. The future decisions are the most important ones.”

YN’s older brother, first in line to the throne of their small country Ameris, huffs and crosses his arms over his chest.

“Chess is like war. You get too focused on winning battles that cause you to lose the war. I certainly hope that won’t be the case for our kingdom . . .”

YN is only jesting. Her elder brother is an excellent leader and will make a wonderful king. He’s just really impatient with games.

“I’m sure I can beat you next round!” her brother says playfully.

They both know it’s unlikely, but YN clears the board and begins to set up another game. As she’s placing the last pawn, a knock comes at the door. One of her handmaidens opens it, revealing one of their father’s special guards.

YN’s breath catches ever so slightly before she schools her expression back into one of unbothered royalty. It’s always so hard to ignore her secret lover when other people are around, but she knows she must. A relationship between her and her father’s most trusted guard would cause a scandal that would undoubtedly get Wonho’s position revoked. He’s worked his entire life to get good enough for a spot on the King’s royal guard and there’s no way YN would do anything to sabotage that.

“His majesty has requested your presence,” Wonho says, not even looking YN in the eyes.

He’s much better at keeping his emotions in check.

YN’s brother stands, tapping his finger on the chessboard.

“Lucky thing I’m being summoned, or else I would have absolutely destroyed you in this game.”

YN laughs, maybe a little more politely than she would if Wonho wasn’t standing at the door.

“I’m sure of it,” she says, “Feel free to come back anytime to play again.”

YN’s brother nods and leaves her quarters, following after Wonho. Being the heir to the throne means that YN rarely gets to see her brother. He’ll be gone for weeks, sometimes months at a time as he tours the neighboring countries to learn everything he possibly can, as well as maintain a positive relationship with their allies. Ameris may be a small country, but it is located in the perfect spot for transcontinental trade and filled to the brim with valuable resources. One could dig in a mine for just a few moments and emerge with a diamond the size of a robin’s egg.

Thankfully, Ameris has not had any problems with its neighboring countries in hundreds of years. The last war was ended by YN’s great great great grandfather and peace has blanketed the region since then.

Well, for the most part. In the last several years, the Eastern kingdom of Moonbyss has been steadily expanding and taking over small, unclaimed villages. They have not breached any borders or broken any treaties, however, so there is no cause to worry quite yet.

YN sighs as her thoughts shift back to Wonho. Their secret love affair has been going on since they were teenagers. At first, Wonho was just an attractive boy who was willing to indulge her wanton fantasies, but soon enough an affection bloomed between them. It’s so hard to pretend not to be in love with him, especially when he grows more handsome by the day.

“Thinking about him, my lady?” YN’s lady in waiting, Irene, asks her.

Irene is YN’s closest confidant and friend. She knows almost everything about the princess. Ever since she arrived in the castle from abroad two years ago, they have been inseparable.

“Of course,” YN says, standing and walking over to the window that overlooks her private gardens.

She opens the glass door and steps outside, her skin warmed by the sunshine. It’s an absolutely beautiful day, cloudless and blue. Birds chirp sweetly and the scent of flowers wafts on the breeze. The princess stops at the fountain in the middle of the garden, sitting on the bench and looking into the bubbling water. YN often made wishes in this fountain when she was younger, tossing in coins that reflected the sunlight back at her. More recently, though, she’s only wished for one thing - to be with Wonho. Her father, although he loves her, would never allow a union between them. Her older brother, however, has promised to allow YN to marry whoever she desires once he takes the throne on his thirtieth birthday.

He does not know that someone already has her affections, but no matter. YN is not worried about being married off. While her brother is the only prince in the kingdom, the king was blessed with twelve daughters and YN is the youngest. Every available man of power in the kingdom and the surrounding countries have already been wedded.

YN has Irene bring her a book to read and she settles in, getting comfortable in her garden. The hours pass by quickly as she is sucked into the tale, but soon enough a shadow blocks her reading light.

The princess looks up and is shocked to see Wonho standing in front of her. Alarm flares up inside of her. The two of them have agreed to never be seen together in daylight.

“Won-”

“Your Majesty,” Wonho says stiffly, “The King requests an audience. I have been asked to escort you to the throne room.”

YN hesitates a moment. She can tell that something is wrong by the strain in his voice. Something must really be bothering him for the guard to allow it to leak into his words. She wants to ask him what’s wrong, but she never knows who is watching so she simply stands, handing her book off to Irene who stands beside her.

“Very well,” YN says, trailing after him and back into the castle.

He walks three paces in front of her, leaving her to stare at his back. So much about him has changed in the last few years. He’s gained an immense amount of muscle, something that YN has really grown to appreciate during their midnight endeavors. It’s a shame that everything is covered up by his uniform, but she must admit he looks dashing in it.

As they walk, YN notices that Wonho isn’t the only one acting strangely. The various maids and butlers who usually flit around and chatter pleasantly amongst themselves are dead silent, walking with perfectly straight backs and zipped mouths. The princess notices a few pitying looks tossed her way and something cold settles in her stomach.

What’s going on?

Wonho knocks on the throne room’s closed doors. They are ever so carefully opened a few moments later and Wonho leads YN into the grand room.

Her father sits on the throne, a smaller one empty next to him. It always makes YN sad to see her father by himself. The Queen passed away only a year ago and was her father’s closest friend. The late Queen was kind to everyone, even YN’s mother - a poor girl her father discovered in one of his hunting trips. Apparently, YN’s father was so taken with her mother that he simply had to add her to his harem and rarely visited any of his other concubines afterward. But it didn’t last long - YN’s mother died shortly after her birth. Everyone says that she left YN her ethereal beauty, a fact that led YN to being hidden away in the castle for the majority of her life.

“You’re the most valuable diamond in all of Ameris,” her father told her once, “It’s important that few people know of your existence.”

It had saddened YN when she was younger that she could not attend the lavish parties and balls like her elder sisters and brother, but she came not to mind once Wonho came into her life. It mattered not if other people thought she was beautiful - as long as Wonho desired her, that was more than enough.

Standing to her father’s side is YN’s brother. The jolly air that had surrounded him mere hours ago is gone completely now. He looks furious, an expression YN has rarely seen on his face. He’s looking at a man who stands before the throne, a crown placed perfectly on his head.

Visiting nobility?

The man turns as the click of YN’s heels sounds out against the marble flooring. YN’s step falters as a large, nearly terrifying grin spreads across his face. He is incredibly handsome, but the smile on his face does nothing but creepy the princess out.

“There she is,” he says, quickly extending his hand towards her.

YN, uncertain, looks at her father who gives her a stiff nod. Hesitantly, YN places her hand in the stranger’s grasp, making sure to school her expression as he places a cold kiss that lingers too long against her gloved hand. The princess has never been more glad to be wearing gloves.

“And who do I have the pleasure of meeting?” YN asks, careful to watch her throne.

“King Seokjin Moonbyss, your highness. I must say, the rumors of your beauty do you no justice. You’re much more radiant in person.”

YN’s blood freezes in her veins. This cannot mean anything good.

“Thank you,” YN says, a slight tremble in her voice.

The man has still not released her hand.

“YN,” her father says, giving her an excuse to look away from this man - no, this monster - beside her, “King Seokjin has asked for your hand.”

YN barely squashes the shout of protest that so desperately wants to escape her throat. There’s no way this can be happening! No way! Her eldest brother is just three years shy of taking the throne, three years more of having to tiptoe around with Wonho. No way she can get married, especially to someone from so far away.

“Excuse me,” Wonho says, speaking up from his place behind YN, “I thought King Seokjin was already married.”

Relief flows through YN. If Seokjin is already married, then surely this is an error.

“She failed to provide me with a male heir, so I had her disposed of,” King Seokjin says simply, glaring at Wonho, “Do not question me again.”

There is not a trace of remorse in his voice at all, nothing but anger.

YN begins to tremble.

“Father -” she begins.

“King Seokjin has made us an offer I cannot refuse,” he says, cutting her off, “And besides, YN, you’ll be able to be Queen. You never would have had that opportunity here.”

YN’s father would normally never make this sort of decision, especially not for the daughter he tried so hard to keep hidden.

“Of course, sweet YN,” King Seokjin says, “You are free to reject my offer if you so desire. I would, however, be forced to declare war on Ameris. After all, this country is the most resource rich of all the lands. It’s a shame. It would have been so much nicer to make a positive connection with this beautiful country. I wonder how much of its splendor will be left once my troops march through it.”

The threat is crystal clear. YN has to marry this King or her country will suffer for it. YN glances at her father and brother, seeing the fear that’s in their eyes. Ameris is much too small to fight Moonbyss and win, especially since the eastern country has been gaining a lot of territory very rapidly. YN swallows. In a matter of hours, her perfect daydream has been shattered.

“I would be honored to marry you, King Seokjin,” YN says, trying her hardest not to cry.

She can release her tears once she’s in the safety of her own chambers. She cannot show any weakness in front of this man.

“Beautiful and smart,” King Seokjin says, “It will be my honor to have you as my bride. After all, the most handsome man in all the world deserves the most beautiful bride of them all.”

YN never really thought much of her beauty. She’s always heard it was a blessing, the only one her mother ever left her, but right now it feels like a curse.

“I pray that you’ll join me for dinner this evening, my betrothed,” King Seokjin says.

“I would love to,” YN says even though the thought of having to spend even a single moment more in this man’s presence makes her want to hurl.

“You best retire to your quarters, my love. Your father and I have much to discuss before this evening. I’ll send someone for you when I’m ready.”

The dismissal is clear. YN turns swiftly and leaves the room, Wonho following closely behind her. She walks much too fast to be considered ladylike, but she does not give a damn, wanting to be as far away from the throne room as possible.

“YN, wait!” Wonho calls out to her.

He grasps her wrist, uncaring of who will see, and pulls her to his chest. As soon as the warmth of him touches her, YN loses all composure, breaking down and sobbing into his pristine uniform.

“Wonho,” she cries out, grasping him as close as she can, her fingers creasing the silk he wears, “I don’t want to be Queen! I want to marry you!”

YN feels something wet fall against her head. Based on the way his shoulders shake, Wonho is also crying. She hasn’t seen him shed a tear since one of his best friends was murdered on a mission.

“What are we going to do?” YN asks into his chest, her voice muffled, “I don’t think I can bear being apart from you, especially with someone as cruel as the King!”

“We’ll figure something out, YN, I promise,” Wonho says, pulling away just enough to give YN a salty kiss.

“At least once more,” YN says once their lips part, “I must have you at least once more.”

“Your wish is my command, princess,” Wonho says, pulling her along to her chambers.

The two fall into the sheets, both knowing that this is the last time despite desperately wanting to spend eternity together.

On the other side of the castle, Irene makes her way through the hallways, stopping at a grand door and knocking three times. No one answers, so she swings it open, prepared to wait for as long as it takes.

Maybe half an hour later, King Seokjin opens the door, looking quite pleased with himself. He doesn’t greet Irene, instead instantly walking over to her and pinning her against the wall, his lips meeting hers passionately. Irene barely has any time to catch her breath, but she doesn’t mind at all, too enamored with this man she knows is only using her.

When he was only a prince, Seokjin was infamous for being a womanizer. All too often, he lured servants and noble girls alike into his chambers, whispering promises and pressing kisses against their skin only to leave them abandoned like trash when he grew bored of them. Irene was one of those servant girls, but Seokjin has kept her around for longer than most. A part of Irene is convinced it’s because she’s special to him, but she knows it’s really not true.

Seokjin has been obsessed with YN, the secret twelfth princess of Ameris for five years now. Ever since he spotted her while visiting Ameris with his late father, he wanted her - needed her. After all, she’s the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen, trying as he might to find another. His late wife was incredibly beautiful as well, but she didn’t compare to YN. No one else was worthy of her but him. It was YN that drove him to murder his own father and take the throne before he was supposed to. After all, Seokjin has never been a patient man.

Seokjin pulls away from Irene, looking unbothered as ever.

“No good,” he says, “Simply imagining that you’re YN does nothing. I’m tired of waiting.”

His words sting Irene’s heart. She tries not to be bitter, but jealousy is a powerful emotion, one that overshadows the genuine affection she feels for princess YN.

“Well,” the King asks her, “Who is it? The one YN claims to be in love with.”

The King rolls his eyes, gripping his fists tightly. How dare YN love another when he’s already claimed her.

“It’s Wonho,” Irene says, pushing down her feelings, “the guard that accompanied her today.”

“A guard huh? How dare he think he deserves someone as beautiful as YN!” he says, furious.

Seokjin is terrifying when he’s angry. Irene tenses, preparing for the worst. Instead of gripping her hair and tossing her to the floor like he usually does, Seokjin grabs a decorative vase and tosses it against the ground, watching as it shatters into a million pieces.

“You didn’t strike me,” Irene says, shocked.

“I have been practicing,” the King says, “After all, it would be a shame to make a single mark on YN’s perfect body.”

Much too soon, Irene is knocking on YN’s private chamber door.

“Your majesty,” she calls out softly, “Your betrothed has requested your presence.”

YN rolls over to Wonho, tears in her eyes. He blinks them away, wanting to remember this moment clearly.

“One moment,” YN calls out, listening as Irene walks away.

“Run away with me,” YN pleads, her voice desperate.

“You know we can’t,” Wonho says, his eyes sad.

“Yes we can!” YN insists, “You know this country better than anyone. We can get up right now and flee and -”

“YN,” Wonho says, “What about the country? You know we’ll be forced to go to war if you disappear.”

YN sniffles.

“I don’t think I can live without you,” YN confessed, “And if I can, I don’t want to find out.”

Wonho is silent for a moment before he sits up, an idea in his mind.

“What? What is it?” YN asks him.

“What if you didn’t?”

“What?”

“What if you didn’t have to live without me? I’ve heard rumors amongst the staff of a poison you can take that will put you in a deep slumber for a fortnight. If some was mixed into your dinner tonight, it can seem that you’ve been poisoned and passed away. Then when you awake, you and I can disappear together.”

YN brightens. Even though being unconscious for a fortnight doesn’t sound pleasant, anything will be better than having to marry KIng Seokjin. Besides, she trusts Wonho with her life.

“Okay,” YN says, agreeing right away.

“Are you sure, YN?” Wonho asks her, “You will end up getting rather sick for a few days before the slumber.”

YN nods eagerly.

“Yes, anything,” she says.

“Very well.”

Wonho hops out of bed, pulling on his clothes as quickly as he possibly can.

“I’ll get everything ready. YN, go to dinner with the king, alright? I won’t be able to see you after this so as not to arouse suspicion. I love you, princess.”

He leans down to kiss her.

“I love you more,” YN says, watching as Wonho slips out of a glass door and into the gardens.

Unbeknownst to the lovers, King Seokjin is outside the door, his ear pressed against it to hear everything. He had come to escort his beloved like a sweet fiance would, only to hear his to be wife scheming to get away from him.

He’s never been so angry, but he suppressed it, not wanting to let YN know that he’s been here. He grabs Irene by the arm roughly and leads her out into the hallway, bending over to whisper in her ear.

“Make sure to add enough of the poison to YN’s food to keep her under for longer than a fortnight. Put as much of it in as you can without bringing her to the brink of death.”

“Are you sure your -”

Irene’s question is cut off when he backhands her, one of his elegant rings drawing blood.

“Do NOT question me!” he says, “Do as I order!”

Irene rushes off to do as the King says, tears brimming in her eyes. She’s never regretted being Seokjin’s spy until now, too blinded by love. She should have warned YN, should have helped her disappear with Wonho - someone Irene knows truly loves the princess. King Seokjin is just obsessed with her beauty and determined to own her like she’s some sort of object to be bought and sold.

Peeking around the corner, Irene sees Wonho pouring a liquid into the soup bowl meant for the princess. When he leaves and when the coast is clear, Irene snatches the vial from the counter and empties the rest of it into other dishes reserved for the princess before refilling the vial with water and placing it back where Wonho left it.

“YN, I’m so sorry,” she whispers to herself before fleeing into the night, never to be heard from again.

At dinner, YN pretends not to notice the odd taste in her food. It’s obviously been tampered with, but YN doesn’t let it show at all, eating properly and conversing with King Seokjin as much as she can bear. YN misses the look of glee in his eye as he drinks from his goblet, still believing that everything is going to plan.

YN starts feeling ill once the final course comes around. She quickly asks to be excused and King Seokjin offers to walk her back to her room. YN accepts, knowing that she wouldn’t be able to make it on her own with the way the room begins to spin.

For the next three days and nights, YN is in and out of consciousness, the world swirling around her in a nauseating mix of bright colors and fuzzy shapes. When she closes her eyes at midnight of the third day, her thoughts are on Wonho and the fact that the next time she opens them, she’ll be free to be with him.

But YN does not wake up. Not for a fortnight, not ever. Seokjin, furious, intends to find Irene and hang her for murdering his beloved before realizing that she’s nowhere to be found. It’s easy enough to frame Wonho for her murder and a matter of hours after YN dies, Wonho follows her from the gallows.

At his request, YN is preserved and dressed in a wonderful white wedding gown, still looking very much alive. He marries her anyway and has her crowned, determined to have her even in death. She’s too beautiful to be buried underground, so he commissions a glass coffin to display her in, putting her corpse in his bedroom where no one else can see her. King Seokjin finds that he does not mind YN being dead. She’s much less bothersome in passing, much easier to fall to his will.

King Seokjin stands before her, placing his hand flat against the cool glass of her coffin. Even in death, YN is the fairest of them all.

#yandere bts #yandere x reader #kim seokjin x reader #wonho x reader #bts angst #bts oneshot #kim seokjin #seokjin ff

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irumatheassassin · 3 years

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Chapter 16: "The Assassin Who Would Be Blood Adopted"

Balam: (*surprised*) Wow.

Bachinko: (*surprised*) Damn Iruma.

Kalego: (*surprised*) Iruma... what are they doing here?

Iruma: U-Um...

Soi: I called them here Professor Kalego, Iruma didn't do anything.

Ameri: We want to help Iruma with the ritual. As the student council president I want to ensure one of our former members will get through this process smoothly as do the rest of us members.

Student Council: Y-Yes!

Alice: As his soulmate, I shall always be by his side!

Clara: And be sure to keep him safe!

Lied: So don't worry, we'll all be there to help him. Right guys?

Misfit Class: Yes!

Dali: And we teachers must look out for our students.

Teachers: Of course!

Kalego: (*whispers to Soi*) Do they even know why the ritual is even happening in the first place?

Soi: (*whispers back*) No sir, I made sure of that. Originally I was only going to ask President Ameri and the Misfit Class but... a lot of things got out of hand. But the more hands to help the magic support, the better chances Iruma will live.

Soi: (Not to mention how ridiculous it was from just a mere talk with the President ended up like this...)

Kalego: (*whispers*) I suppose that's true. I never seen the Blood Adoption ever had this many helpers before.

Kalego: (Not many demons are kind enough to help another demon go through such a ritual and the people who do normally die from magic imbalance. Then again, I suppose it's Iruma we're talking about here.)

Sullivan: I see we have more than enough helpers. Now then let's all go inside shall we?

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Opera: (*already made the ritual preparations*) Kalego-. (*sees everyone come in*) Are they all here to help?

Kalego: Yes. Now let's not waste anymore time.

Iruma: (*looks to everyone and smiles*) No matter what happens today, I just want to say how grateful it was to met with you all. I'll always treasure our time together. (*looks to Professor Kalego*) Thank you, Professor Kalego for doing this.

Kalego: Iruma... You are the most troublesome student I ever met. But... I too am grateful to have met you. No matter what happens, I'll always be you father in the end.

Iruma: Thank you...

Iruma & Kalego: (*walks into the circle as both of them cut both their palms and give each other blood ritual marks on their face to finally have both sides hold hands to connect the cuts together*)...

Sullivan, Opera, Bachinko, The Student Council, The Misfit Class & The Teachers: (*surrounds Kalego and Iruma outside the circle holding hands as they concentrate their power to the circle*) ...

Kalego: (*eyes closed*) Blood chains bound the other to me. Rise beyond destiny, change it to be mine. Let me take this one as my own, pour sins, power and darkness. Bear my family bloodline as your own and be reborn!

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Iruma: (*opens their eyes to see themselves in a dark void*) H-Huh? Where... am I? Last I remember was... doing the ritual... Oh gods! Did I die just now?!

Iruma (Wicked Phase): Not exactly.

Iruma: Me?!

Iruma (Wicked Phase): Of course, I am a part of you. The same as those two.

Iruma: Two?

Ali: Iru-boy, you finally woke up.

Iruma: Ali? Then who's-.

Delkira: Hello Iruma Suzuki, we finally get to meet.

Iruma: Wait a sec-! You're the guy I saw at the Harvest Festival! I wasn't hallucinating that!

Delkira: Yes, at that moment my soul connected with yours and I became a part of you. Allow me to properly introduce, I'm the former Demon King Delkira.

Iruma: D-D-D-DEMON KING?!

Iruma (Wicked Phase): Yeah, it's better to not mention it to the others about this. Well maybe the old man and that Poro guy.

Ali: True. But even still all 4 of us won't see each other again afterwards.

Iruma: Huh? Why not?

Ali: This is a blood adoption ritual, meaning you'll be having Demon DNA and magic stored into your body, essentially becoming a half demon. Well, me, Irumean and Delkira are made of demon magic, so we'll be combined with that magic. The ring will break and all four of use will be one whole being.

Iruma: So you'll be gone forever, Ali...

Ali: Not in a physical sense, but we'll be fused, so we'll always be literally together. You'll have my abilities, gain Irumean's phase and personality as well as Delkira's power and memories.

Iruma: The Demon King's... memories?

Iruma (Wicked Phase): (*all four are fading*) Looks like we're out of time.

Delkira: Iruma, I know we just met each other and haven't really bonded as much but can you promise me something before we all say goodbye?

Iruma: Sure?

Delkira: Tell Sully I'm sorry for putting him through so much. And tell Poro that I was happy to have spend my musical days with him.

Iruma: ...Okay, I promise.

Ali: Farewell everyone. It was nice to see you all.

Iruma, Iruma (Wicked Phase) & Delkira: Goodbye.

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Kalego: (*shaking Iruma's lifeless body*) Iruma! Iruma! Wake up dammit! Son! I'm sorry! Just dammit! Wake up and tell us your okay!

Opera: Kalego...

Iruma: (*the ring breaks as Iruma's body begins to glow intensely with magic*) ...

Everyone: (*shocked*) ?!

Kalego: What's happening?!

Sullivan: The ritual... has been completed.

Balam: But the ritual-.

Sullivan: You guys did everything correct, the only thing to hope was that Iruma's soul was strong enough to handle the ritual. And now he's going the through with the rest of the transformation.

Iruma: (*grows two sets of black feather wings faded with dark blue to purple, his hair and eyes is also slight faded to purple, with the eye shape now like a demons with black tattoos covering most of his body, and his ears and teeth are now slightly pointy too*) RAWWWWWWRRRR!!!!

Sullivan: (This power... is that...)

The 13 Crowns & The 2 of the Three Heroes: (*also sense Delkira's power in Iruma*) W-What the-?!

Poro: (*elsewhere as he senses Delkira's power inside Iruma*) D-Delkira?!

Iruma: (*magic finally subsides and Iruma falls back asleep in Kalego's arms that caught him, with the wings going back into his new wing roots and the tattoos disappearing*) ...

Kalego: Rest son... You did a great job today...

#魔入りました！入間くん #mairimashita! iruma kun #marimashita iruma kun #iruma kun #iruma suzuki #misfit class #student council #teachers #barbatos bachiko #opera #poro #the 13 crowns #the three heroes #assassination classroom

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unmaskedagain · 5 years

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Spider Vs Bird

I worked a long time on this fic. I really liked working on it though and I hope you enjoy it

Peter met Marinette when they were six-years-old. She had been sent to camp in New York. She had been scared to be so far away from home, and while fluent in English spoke with a heavy accent that made other kids look at her funny.

Peter had never been away from his parents for more than a few days, ever. He wasn’t happy. He was miserable in fact. Peter had been sitting alone behind a tree, having escaped canoeing, face hid in his knees. His wanted nothing more than to go home. He sniffled.

“Don’t cry,” A soft voice said next to him. He looked up and saw a pretty bluenette with big blue eyes and a kind smile on her face looking at him. She looked about his age. “It’s okay. Do you miss home too?”

Peter nodded, and tried to make it look like he was crying. The other boys could be really, really mean. “I want my pops and dad.”

“I miss my mama and papa too,” Marinette said. “I’m really far away from them.”

“Where are you from?” Peter ask curiously. He hadn’t met many people from different countries before and never a kid his own age.

Marinette played with her hair, “France. Where are you from?”

“New York City,” Peter smiled. “It’s far but not as far as Paris. Do you miss it?”

“Yep; a whole a lot,” Marinette opened the care package from her Mommy and Daddy. It just made her miss them so much more. Her grandma Gina went to this camp when she was small, and so did her dad, so they sent her there too. “Chocolate, Vanilla, or Strawberry.”

And just like any kid, Peter didn’t ask why she was asking. “I like vanilla.”

“Are you allergic to anything?”

“No.”

Marinette nodded and pulled out two cupcakes from her care package. It had been sent overnight. “Here you go, have one.” She handed him a big vanilla cupcake.

Peter’s eyes went wide and he gave her a toothy grin that showed he was missing one of his front tenth. “Thank!” He bite into it. “This is really good,” he said with his mouth full.

“My parents made them,” Marinette smiled then bit into her own chocolate cupcake. “They’re bakers!”

Peter blinked at her with wide-eyes, “That’s so cool! So they cake cookies and cake and like everything right? You must get to eat as much as you want. I wish my parents were bakers!”

Marinette just laughed. It was the start of a beautiful friendship.

Steve and Tony would get letters from his son all about the new friend he made. And get a picture of their little boy with his arm around a blue-haired.

“Her name is Marinette,” Steve read the letter. “She’s French. Her parents are the best bakers in the world who send her weekly goodie packages. They have the coolest job ever!”

Tony blinked, “We’re superheroes.”

When they picked up Peter a month later from camp, he was ran up to him holding Marinette’s hand, “Dad, Pops; this is Marinette! She’s the best. She really smart and funny and cool. She’s my best friend ever! And-”

Tony laughed, “Easy there, squirt. Take a breath. Hi Miss Marinette.”

Marinette blushed but grinned big, “Hi, Mr. Stark, sir. Peter’s really nice. Like really nice. He even stopped a big kid from killing a poor little spider. He was really brave!”

Peter grinned, “You’re really brave. You’re the one who pushed him when he pushed me the ground. You even made him apologize. It was awesome.” He told his parents. “Can I got to Marinette’s? Please. I want to see her bakery. Pretty please.”

“Paris is a long ways away bud,” Steve teased. “You didn’t even want to leave for camp remember.”

“Not without your Ameri-bear,” Tony added with a chuckle. “You’ve been sleeping with that old teddy bear ever.”

They stopped laughing when they saw Peter giving them a wide-eyed look, his mouth dropped opened, with his face a bright red. Before they knew it, Peter was shoving them towards the car, “Be right back, Mari.”

Peter glared, “Don’t blow this for me.”

Tony snorted, “Blow what? Do you even know what they means?”

“Yes,” Peter huffed indignantly, though it was a lie. “Marinette’s really, really nice. And smart. And funny. She doesn’t think I’m weird. Or too smart or anything. And she’s so pretty. Like really, really pretty.”

Steve cooed, “Aww, you have a crush on Marinette.”

“NO!” Peter shouted. His face back to a bright shade of red.

Tony smirked, “So I shouldn’t send out the wedding invitations then?”

They were there for every milestone of Peter’s life; the day he was born, the day he crawled, his first word, his first steps, his first lab explosion, his first missing tooth, and his first day of school. Now they were baring witness to the first time Peter visibly looked to be contemplating murder. Unfortunately, it was at them.

“Mari’s parents are really cool,” Peter stated. “Just be cool like them.” Then he ran back to Marinette.

“I’m Tony Stark,” Tony said incredulously.

“I’m Captain America!” Steve said at the same time.

Still, they ended up meeting the rest of the Dupain-Cheng family, and found them delightful.

It was from that summer on that the Avengers got used to seeing Peter and Marinette running around the tower together. Peter also got used to be teased for his supposed crush on his best friend. Natasha ended up taking Marinette under wing and training her in combat and the art of spying.

However, it was only two years later, when the Avengers responded to an intruder alert and found Marinette standing over a hogtied Nick Fury, with a fierce look on her face and Peter looking proud, that Tony said two magical words:

“I ship it.”

Damian Wayne met Marinette when they were ten-years-old. Damian had only been living with his father for five years but still had trouble acting like a normal kid. The life of a league of shadows member was hard to break from; especially if it’s ingrained from a young age. He had been chastised more than a few times for leaving off on his own, especially in a place like Gotham.

When Alfred informed them that an old friend and business associate was coming to visit with her granddaughter, a girl Damian’s age; it was to no one’s surprise when his father took him aside and made him promise to be polite.

The woman Gina had showed up in the beginning of summer. She arrived on a motorcycle that had been so loud they heard as soon as she pulled up to the house. Alfred had answered the door with a chuckle.

“Penny!” The woman exclaimed and jumped at him with a hug. She had short silver, nearly white, hair and dressed mostly black and had a studded black leather jacket on and boots. “Ugh, still as boring as ever, I see,” Gina said once she pulled back from the hug.

“Gina,” Alfred smiled. “You haven’t change a bit.”

Gina just laughed, and turned her attention to Bruce, “Brucie; I heard you took my advice to go exploring the world. How’d you like it?”

Bruce smirked, “It was… educational.” He had known Gina since he was a boy, having spent a few summers with Tom, even gone to his and Sabine’s wedding. The woman hadn’t been to visit since Bruce adopted Tim and Cass. “You remember my boys?”

“Dick,” Gina said pulling the oldest Wayne boy into a tight hug. “You get more handsome every time I see. So sorry to hear you and Barbs broke up. I know some amazing girls I can introduce you to.”

Dick just laughed, “I’m fine flying solo for now.”

“Jason,” Gina said crossing her arms, with a raised eyebrow. “I haven’t seen you since I let you steal my last motorcycle.”

Jason smirked, “let me?” The only reason he’d happily come to the Manor was because Alfred told him Gina was on her way. She was the coolest lady he knew growing up.

“Oh please,” Gina waved him off. “You drove it to the Barnes and Nobel’s on 4th, and it sat there for like three hours. I have a tracker on my stuff, kid. I let you. Now give me a hug.” Jason laughed and hugged her.

The same went for Tim and Cass. Cass excitedly told Gina in Chinese all about her adventures in Hong Kong. Tim told her about his trip around the world. Then finally it was Damian’s turn.

Gina smiled softly at the youngest of Bruce’s kids, “And who’s this?”

Bruce put a hand on his son’s shoulder, “This is Damian.”

“Nice to meet you, Damian,” Gina said.

Damian nodded stiffly, “Pleasure.” He wore a black tailored dress pants and a high collard green turtle neck.

Gina rolled her eyes, “God, Bruce, he’s nearly as uptight as you were at his age.”

“I was not uptight,” Bruce defended, despite knowing he was bratty little shit when he was Damian’s age.

Alfred snorted but smiled, “And the young guest you brought with you.”

Gina grinned and held out her hand to her granddaughter who had stayed close to the motorcycle, “She’s a bit a shy.” She told them. “This is Marinette.”

“Hi!” Marinette waved shyly, blushing a bit.

The family cooed at the sight of the little blue-eyed, bluenette, in a baby blue shirt with a yellow happy face and dark jean short, with her hair in pigtails and big smile on her face. So innocent, so sweet. Bruce, of course, had been acquainted with Marinette. He had gone to the baby shower for her and stopped by the bakery whenever he was in Paris. The girl was the sweetest little thing.

When Damian and Marinette got sent off to play together, only Alfred, Gina, and Bruce thought it was a good idea. Damian didn’t know why he was being punished. And certainly there were more fitting punishment than spending time with some little kid.

He sent a cold glare at the bluenette, once they arrived in the entertainment room, “There are video games and movies over there,” Damian pointed to the TV. “Amuse yourself. Or perhaps you would prefer a coloring book and a teddy bear,” He said sarcastically.

Marinette crossed her arms, “First of all, I would love a coloring book, thank you very much. There’s nothing wrong with that.” He snorted. “And Bruce said we should play together; get to know each other. Or do you frequently disobey an order?” If Damian was a rebel, Marinette needed to know. Because there was a fine line between rebel and troublemaker.

Damian huffed, “Fine; let’s play a game then. How about… Mortal Kombat.” He sent her a cruel smirk. “Not the video game. Real life. It’s simple. We fight and the first person to die or cry,” He said with distaste. “Loses. Up for it?”

“What weapons do we get?” Marinette asked. Bucky and Natasha had taught her for the last four years on a variety of weapons. Though she knew it was only because of Steve’s doing that they hadn’t taught her how to use a gun yet. They even got a shield agent assigned to Paris to train her throughout the school year.

Damian raised an eyebrow, curious. He had expected her to run screaming from the room in sheer terror, crying to her grandmother. “What do you prefer?”

“Bo staff.”

“Same,” Damian said. “Let’s take this to the backyard.”

When Marinette yelled to her grandma that she and Damian were going to play in the backyard, Damian marveled that no one came out with questions filled with suspicious. Granted the first time Damian said he was going to go play in the backyard, he ended up in Watch Tower going over surveillance footage.

Marinette and Damian stood ten feet apart on the grassy field, each held a long black bo staff. It was quiet. Damian had set an alarm on his phone to begin the fight. Marinette set hers to play music.

When the loud beeping sounded and Carrie Underwood’s champion started playing, they charged at each other.

It was a mix of attacks and dodges. Their staffs met; each putting their full force behind it.

“It is not wise to meet a Wayne in Battle,” Damian growled at her.

Marinette rolled her eyes, “If all Waynes are as big of a jerk as you are, you must all be used to be called out to fight.”

Damian attacks. The two kids stand in one place, trading feints, thrusts and parries with lightning speed, almost impossible to follow. The youngest Wayne was reluctant to admit, even to himself, that Marinette had no trouble matching him. “You know what you're doing, I'll give you that.”

“Not too bad yourself,” Marinette nodded.

The two slow walked around the length of the imaginary circle. Until they were in the exact opposite of their initial positions.

“Your taste in music is terrible though,” Damian added on. Marinette let out an angry hiss like a cat and attacks,

Their duel continued. Their staff flash and ring. Suddenly, Damian swung his staff, partially letting go. Marinette seeing the staff free sailing, ducked quickly. Not seeing Damian catch it at the last second, and then send a kick flying at her chest. Her weapon flew out of her hand. Marinette crashes to the ground, and with a quick swing her legs, sweeps Damian’s feet from under him, losing his weapon in the process.

Marinette and Damian jumped up, right back in the fighting position. What happened next was a mix of punches and kicks, and headlocks. Until they found themselves once again across from each in their imaginary circle.

Marinette’s hair was a mess, pigtails having come lose. She was covered in welts and bruises from the staff. There was blood on her shirt and dripping her nose. Damian didn’t look any better. His well-groomed look was gone. His turtleneck had torn. His lip was busted. There was bruising around his neck from when Marinette had wrapped her legs around it and held him in a chokehold, like Natasha had taught her, until he managed to maneuver out of it.

Giggles burst from Marinette before she could stop them, “You look ridiculous,” She laughed.

“Shall I show you a mirror?” Damian said with a smirk. He chuckled.

They both shook their heads, looked at each other again, and they each fell over laughing. They only stopped when the sound of applause reached their ears.

Damian and Marinette looked up and saw the entire Wayne family and Gina watching them.

Alfred nodded approvingly, “I see she takes after you Gina.”

“That she does,” Gina grinned. “You’re grandson could give a young you a run for your money.”

“How long after you been there?” Marinette squeaked.

Bruce fought not to smile. “Just as the music started to play. We were going to invite you both in for ice cream.” He had been furious at first at his youngest child for deciding to spar with a civilian but the fury had faded as it became clear that Marinette could keep up with his son. There were times when he was sure one was trying to kill the other but they always held back; even if only just.

He looked at Gina, “It’s nice to see Damian getting along so well with someone.” He would regret those words soon enough. Very soon.

Damian and Marinette spent the next few days running after each other and trying to one up another in best surprise attacks. Bruce’s older kids took bets. Jason and Cass voted that Marinette would eventually win. Tim and Dick sided with Damian.

One day, after lunch, Damian commented on his field trip his class was taking, “The zoo,” he wrinkled his nose. “It’s barbaric. Animals trapped in cages while less human beings gawk in amusement. There’s a new wolf exhibit my teacher is dying to see. It’s all terrible.”

Marinette agreed. While she liked the zoo, she always thought the animals looked really sad. She took a sip from her juice box, “So let’s do something about it.”

That night, after midnight, the two kids climbed out of their windows, onto the roof, and quietly raced into the darkness. When they made it to the Zoo, they wasted no time in disabling the security cameras and breaking in the wolf exhibit. Damian, dressed in his the Robin costume he wasn’t supposed to have yet, managed to calm the wolf down as Marinette, dressed in mostly black with a red mask on, stole a truck (something she learned from Clint.) By the time security managed to get the cameras working again the kids and wolf were gone. All without a trace.

The kids, and wolf, ditched the truck about a mile from the manor and raced home. They snuck back in through the tunnels of the Batcave that let the batmobile move securely without anyone seeing it.

However, when they finally got to the Batcave, they were met with the exasperated looks of Batman and Alfred and the highly amused looks of Gina, Nightwing, Redhood, Blackbat, and Robin.

Damian nodded slowly, not even bothering to try to hide the giant wolf, “Father, I decided that Marinette should stay for summer. She is much more pleasant than I originally thought. And don’t worry, Marinette figured out you were batman her third day here. She even found the cave all on her own.”

Batman narrowed his eyes. He took of his cowl. He had been alerted that his son and Marinette were missing from their rooms just seconds after he was alerted about a break in at the zoo. He knew his son well. And it didn’t take a genius to be two and two together. “Grounded! One week.” He looked at Gina who nodded in agreement, though the smile was still on her face.

The kids huffed but nodded.

“And wolf is going back!” That was met with loud protests.

Marinette stayed at the Wayne Manor for another month. Not long after the grounding was over, Damian came into the living room where his father and siblings were and informed his father that he was leaving, “Alfred is taking Marinette and I to the movies. There is a showing of the new Little Mermaid movie she desires to see.”

Bruce closed the book he was reading, “Very well. I’ll tag along. We can make a family day out of it.” Dick was the first to agree followed shortly by the others, who wanted to see the havoc Marinette and Damian tended to create.

Damian visibly froze, “No, father.” He stated firmly. “I had… hoped it would be just Marinette and I. We can be trusted, I assure you.”

“It’s not a matter of trust,” Bruce started but Jason interrupted him.

“No! Way!” Jason yelled, his eyes wide with a sudden realization, and a grin his face. “You like her.”

It was the entire room’s turn to freeze. All eyes on Damian who had blush slowly creeping onto his face. “Marinette has proven herself to be a strong and intelligent ally. She is worthy of my regard.”

Jason shook his head, “No. You like her, like her.”

“I have come to value her friendship highly,” Damian said but the deepening redness of his face told a different story. He went to elementary school, he knew what like-like meant.

Dick cooed, “Baby bird has a crush.”

“I do not!” Damian hissed.

Cass snickered, “It is alright. Marinette is quite lovely.”

Tim smirked, “And she has rather nice green eyes. A bit dull though.”

“Blue!” Damian corrected quickly. “She has marvelous blue eyes. They are not dull. They shine brighter than the sun. They sparkle when she laughs, you dolt.”

Silence filled the room. Damian looked horrified at his words. Bruce looked at his young son with raise eyebrows and a small smile on his face.

“I am leaving now, father,” Damian stated. “I will return as soon as the movie ends provided we do not stop for frozen yogurt. Good day.” And then he swiftly left the room, leaving his siblings snickering in his wake.

Bruce opened back up his book, “I ship it.”

The declaration caused the room to fill with shouts.

Marinette would spend half of every summer for the next few years in Gotham; training with Damian under the guidance of Batman himself. Eventually going onto meet the rest of the Justice League. She and Damian used the zeta beams to hang out as much as possible.

The other half of her summers, Marinette spent in New York City at Stark Tower with Peter and the rest of the avengers. Learning under the tutelage of The Black Widow and The Winter Soldier, two out of four of Peter’s godparents (the others being Rhodey and Pepper of course), while Peter learned under his parents.

Damian officially became Robin at 12. Peter became Spider-man at fourteen. And Marinette became Ladybug at 13. It was to no one’s surprise the two boys were the first ones she told about being a superhero. And it was not to her surprise when they couldn’t keep it from their families for long.

“Aww, look you two match,” Tony said upon seeing Marinette transform. “Couples costumes.” The genius would later admit he had that mouth webbing coming. He still ship Peter/Marinette so hard.

Three weeks later, Bruce had said, “A little bright, isn’t it?”

“Do I even need to mention the first Robin costume?” Marinette snapped back. Though she was secretly glad that as soon as she saw the original Ladybug costume she had Tikki teach her out to change it. Gone was skintight onesie. Now she dressed in a more armored uniform. That was mostly black with bright red polka dots everywhere.

Bruce smirked. He was proud of the girl who had become his son’s closest friend, and obvious crush. He really hoped his son would ask out Marinette soon.

Then the Avengers and Justice League found out. Marinette found herself defending Paris with a league member or an Avenger for like six months before she finally told them where to shove it. She would call them if she needed them. Though she didn’t mind Robin or Spiderman dropping into help every now and then when their secret identities were in town.

Chat, who had grown become a brother to Marinette once their identities had been revealed to each other, had fanboy’d so hard the first time Robin came to help. And then again when Spiderman appeared, after catching Ladybug in a web after she’d been knocked from the top of the Eiffel tower. Then Marinette had to reveal that she knew the Avengers and the Justice league.

It took Adrien five seconds with Peter Stark-Rogers to know he had a crush on Marinette. And he cheerfully told Peter, “I’ve got the god of destruction in my pocket. I’ll feed you to him if you hurt her.”

It took Adrien three days to realize Damian Wayne liked Marinette. And he braced himself, held his ground, and told the teen, “You like Marinette. She’s my sister. I just want you to remember: Cats eat birds.”

He thought it was really menacing until Damian sprayed him the face with a water bottle, “Bad kitty.”

Adrien hissed.

As good as Marinette’s superhero life was going, so was her fashion career. MDC was slowly become well known high-class designer and household name thanks to Jagged Stone, Clara Nightingale, Bruce Wayne, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Natasha, and even Lex Luther wearing her clothes.

her normal life had gone in the opposite direction.

Lila had come to class and lied her way to the top; she went on and on about all the celebrities she knew. She promised all the students great chances and opportunities. Only a few didn’t eat it all up. Marinette, Chloe, Nathaniel, and Adrien called out her lies relentlessly. This caused the class to think of them as jealous bullies and had them ostracized to the back at Lila’s subtle behest. Unfortunately for Lila, Adrien had been quick to join them. And nothing she, or anyone else in class, could say to convince the blond boy otherwise.

Marinette had thought of most of the students as friends but hadn’t been too surprised when they turned against her. She had never been to close to any of apart from the ones who joined her in back. For a while she had considered that maybe Alya would become her best friend but decided against it once she learned just what type of journalist she was. The glasses-wearing girl was always out for the next big scoop and didn’t seem to care how she got it; even if it meant putting herself in danger.

Alya had also been adamant for a long time that Ladybug and Chat Noir liked each other romantically despite both heroes denying it repeatedly. She only stopped when Chat Noir told Alya that Ladybug was his sister.

When Lila came, like the rest of the class, Alya ate up her stories and promises of a future at famous newspapers like the Daily Planet or the Gotham Gazette.

And when Marinette claimed Lila was lying, Alya was the first to accuse Marinette of being jealous. The girl never seemed to get the message that Marinette and Adrien didn’t like each other that way and only thought of each as siblings at best and best friends at worst. Alya didn’t listen or care. Whenever Lila gave a tear-filled eyes saying that Marinette was being oh so mean to her, Alya was the first to defend her new bestie. The rest of the class following suit.

It didn’t take long for Marinette to be voted out of being class president. This made Fearsome four, as Nathanial had nicknamed them after he and Chloe were given permanent spots as heroes, snickered as Marinette had pulled several string to for the annual class trip; so much for the class staying at Stark Tower with the Avengers or visiting Gotham and staying in luxury hotels. Oh well.

Once she wasn’t class president, all the little things that Marinette had done in addition to the positon had stopped as well. She stopped planning dances, fundraisers, and birthday parties (mostly because she was never invited to go to anyone’s in classes anymore.) No more free sweets from the bakery for anyone but her three friends. No free commissions. No babysitting. No banner designs. Nothing. Squat. Zero.

This of course caused anger from the other students in class as they had gotten used to all the free Marinette provided and tasks she did.

Alya huffed, “You’re just getting back us because we’re not your friends anymore.”

To which Marinette replied coldly, “Your point being?”

It was suffice to say when Marinette fifteenth birthday rolled around and Marinette’s mom forced her to give invitations to the entire class, the students were quick to rip up the invitations in front of her face.

Lila smiled, “Sorry, Marinette. Everyone’s throwing a party for me that day. No one can come.”

“Thank god,” Marinette said to their shock because it was obvious the girl was sincerely relieved. “My mom forced me to invite you, and I had no idea how to politely tell you I didn’t really want you to come.”

On the day of Marinette’s birthday, Saturday, while the class was enjoying their own party, Marinette just finished setting up a mock carnival with rides, games, and concession booths, and an area for bands to play. Adrien had even gotten his dad, Nathalie, and Gorilla to come on the threat of shaving his head bald.

Then Marinette’s guests started to arrive. Marinette’s schoolmates, the ones she had started to befriend after being made an outcast in class arrived first; the drama club, the art club, the fashion club, cooking club, and the world Travelers’ club had turned out be made up of some great people.

Adrien, Chloe, and Nathaniel stayed close to Marinette side; each wearing an earpiece.

Jagged Stone in all his rock and roll glory arrived first. Clara Nightingale practically danced her way in. Lois and Clark and the rest of the Kents were a bit more subdued. Though Cat, Nadja, and Lois immediately located rivals and the three could be found gossiping and sharing stories with each other. The same could be said when Style Queen Audrey, Wilhelmina Slater, Gabriel Agreste, and Miranda Priestly. Then it was just a slew of people; from friendly neighbors Marinette grew up with to famous models and actors and chefs.

She immediately greeted Damian with a hug, and thanked him for the perfectly wrapped green present. A second later, Marinette did the same to Peter, and thanked him for the blue present.

The two boys eyed each other.

Marinette looked confused, “Damian I told you about Peter, right? I talked about him all the time. And the same for Damian, Peter.”

“You didn’t mention he was Peter Stark,” Damian stated.

“Peter Stark-Rogers,” Peter corrected. “And you’re Damian Wayne.”

And Marinette finally realized she had forgotten to do one major thing; tell the Avengers and the Justice League that Marinette worked with both of them. Or at the very least Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne who looked ready to bring out the big guns.

Both superhero teams were very much aware of the others superhero identities as the Avengers never hid theirs and Tony hacked into the Watch Tower.

Lex Luther and Oliver Queen, the third and fourth richest men in the world, looked highly amused. While Gabriel looked like Christmas had come early. He had no idea Miss Dupain. He knew allowing Adrien to befriend the girl was smart idea.

The other heroes subtly watched the two for any signs that a fight might break out. Bruce had never forgiven Tony for hacking into the watchtower and uncovering Batman identity.

“Brucie,” Tony grinned and held out his hand. “You’re looking great today. No idea you’d be here. Or that you knew Marinette.”

Bruce shook his hand a bit too firmly, “Her grandmother is an old family friend. I was at her parents’ wedding. I was at their baby shower. I’ve known Marinette for years.”

“We met Marinette when she was five,” Tony said. “She and Peter met at camp. Aren’t they adorable together,” He nodded to the two.

Bruce forced a grin on his face, “Not as cute as she and Damian. They’ve been nearly inseparable since they were ten. Wouldn’t be surprised if hear wedding bells in the future.”

“Of course you will,” Tony laughed. “I’m sure Marinette will invite to her and Peter’s wedding.”

The two glared at each other.

Their significant others just shook their heads. Selena, aka Catwoman, looked amused. While Steve looked so done with this world.

“As one of Peter’s godfather’s,” Bucky said. “Should I be offering to fight Damian’s godfather?” He joked.

Clark glared, his eyes turning a bit red, “Anytime you want.”

Rhodey slapped Bucky on the back, “That’s all you man.” He was not fighting Superman over a case of puppy love.

Diana looked a bit confused, “Should I engage in mortal combat with Peter’s godmother then?”

Pepper crossed her arms, feeling last of the extremis still pumping through her blood.

Natasha’s eyes narrowed, “It’s not required. But I wouldn’t mind a friendly spar or two.”

“You are the Black Widow, yes?” Diana asked. “A most excellent fight it will be then.”

“Where is Shazaam?” Thor’s voice thundered. “I wish for a fight as well.”

Billy Batson had never been so happy that he wasn’t in his superhero form before. Quietly, he made his way to the Ferris wheel. He was going to avoid the god of thunder for as long as he possibly could.

The magic users found each and decided to compare their abilities. It didn’t go well. Clint got turned into a frog… again.

When Fury arrived he eyed the superheroes that were there; avengers, justice league, and the ones (dare devil, Jessica Jones, the Xmen) who were mostly unaffiliated. And briefly wondered if the kid who had hogtied him was planning world domination. He wouldn’t doubt it.

The rest of the part went really well. Chloe, Adrien, and Nathaniel watched the superheroes in attendance like hawks. And were forced to break up more than one fight, or arm wrestling match that got out of hand. It ended up trending on social media, as various celebrities had posted pictures of themselves at the party. And then suddenly the world was asking wanted to know just Who Marinette Dupain-Cheng was. Marinette took that moment to announce that she was MDC. Which blew up the story even more.

The only downside was that Peter and Damian seemed to have entered into a competition of some sort, the same with their fathers.

At the end of the party, when sayings the goodbyes, Marinette swore she distinctly heard, Tony hiss, “Spiderbug forever!”

“Daminette!” Bruce snarled back.

And she had vocally asked why Bucky was giving Superman wary glances but no one would tell her. Adults were weird.

Monday came and the entire school, and all of Paris was buzzing about Marinette’s party. When she got to class, she was met with unhappy faces of her ex-friends.

“They wouldn’t let us inside,” Alya was quick to complain the moment the bluenette stepped through the door.

“We even told them we knew you,” Nino frowned. “The Bouncers didn’t believe we were invited.”

Marinette shrugged as she went to her seat between Adrien and Chloe, “its invitation only. What happened to your invitations?”

All the students frowned. They had been told the same thing at the door. And had been miserable when they remembered they destroyed the invites. Even Lila had nearly shed real tears when she saw just who she had missed meeting for real.

Alya crossed her arms, “We tried calling you. But you changed your number! How could you not tell your bestie you changed your number? When did you change your number?”

“When I realized you still had it.” It was a cold response. One that Damien would’ve been proud of. “And I’m not your bestie. We’re not friends, remember? Why did you even try to come to my party, you were too busy last I checked.”

“That’s before we saw how awesome your party was!” Kim said honestly. “Dude who knew you knew so many celebrities.”

“Prince Ali was there!” Rose said excitedly. “I really wanted to see him.”

“Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Lex Luther,” Max whined. “I was so close but so far.”

That was pretty much how the rest of the morning went, with a side of her ex-friends trying to question Marinette about being MDC and all the celebrities she knew. Marinette didn’t answer a single question.

Just before the lunch bell rang, there was a knock on the door, “Hello, I’m here to pick up Marinette for lunch,” Damian Wayne smiled charmingly as he walked in. “My father’s waiting.”

The class gasped. Lila’s mouth dropped.

A second later Peter Stark-Rogers walked in the classroom, “Marinette, you want to go to lunch,” He said excitedly. “Dad’s waiting outside.”

Again the class’s mouth dropped.

Outside of the school, Bruce Wayne and Tony Stark glared at each other.

Marinette looked confusedly at her friends, “Sorry, I didn’t know you guys wanted to go to lunch. Or that you were still in town.” She told them. “It’s okay, though.” She said brightly. “You can join me and Roy.”

As if on cue, Roy Queen walked into the classroom, a big smile on his smile, “Hey Mari, you read-Oh shit!” He said upon seeing Robin and Spiderman. The two heroes sent the Red Arrow twin glares.

Two minutes later both Tony and Bruce’s phones pinged. They opened it and read the texts they got from their sons.

They looked up, and met each other eyes. “We kill Oliver together,” Tony offered.

“Agreed.”

The Green Arrow watched through binoculars from a safe distance, “Long Live Roynette!”

#ml fic #ml salt #daminette #damian wayne #marinette dupen chang #class salt #alya salt #the avengers #justice league

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ichika27 · 3 years

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Mairimashita! Iruma-kun s2 ep4

I watched this on the day it was posted but I got kinda lazy to make this lol.

Another fun episode though! Ronove is entertaining.

Iruma listening to Ameri’s troubles. She already knew she was unintentionally giving the others a hard time due to her current condition but she still wanted to do her best. She mentions that she could just leave the student council and be a normal student if Iruma would support her.

Iruma says he can’t because he knows that it isn’t what Ameri would want. Ameri had taught him about striving for your ambition before and he’s giving her back her words and encouraging her to not just give up on this.

They have a moment of course.

Meanwhile, Clara and Azz are both tasked with something important. Iruma asked them for help in investigating about Ameri’s curse but at the same time both their temporary battlers have given them the task to retrieve items that were borrowed from their respective groups.

They immediately put two and two together.

On the other hand, that girl on the game’s cover though... really makes you think.

Dissolution Election start!!

Ronove is confident while Ameri is still nervous.

Ronove gets another song number! Is this gonna be a regular thing? I’m not complaining cause it’s catchy but hopefully they use new music cause this feels like the same tune from his intro song.

The student body loves it, too and are cheering for him. He promises to let the students have fun if he becomes the new president.

Ameri soon returns to normal as she listened to everyone cheer the opponent but not because she’s threatened. Ameri believes demons strive for ambition and upon hearing them cheer for pleasure she thought of reminding them that they all have things they want to accomplish and so they should work for it and as their leader, she’d be the one to lead them to that end.

Everyone cheers as they realize they got their president back. The rest of the student council cries tears of joy.

In the middle of the cheers, Ameri gains another epiphany. This time a welcome one as she admits to herself she’s in love with Iruma.

Clara (and Azz lol) got some competition. Eiko on the other hand would probably be okay being in an OT3 since she loves them both anyways haha.

Oh yeah... they finally caught the real culprit for the curse thing thanks to Azz and Clara. The guy is the president of Ameri’s fan club and just wanted to see his idol being cute. He gets punished for his troubles of course!

Anyways, Ronove’s battler is now disbanded cause he lost the election but Ameri, knowing the guy has potential, decides to recruit him as a member of the student council which Ronove accepts. He warns her that he’s still try to one up her though but she’s not worried and it’s as expected.

Iruma got asked as well (it was Ameri’s plan all along after all) but he declines saying he learned a lot from his experience in the student council but wouldn’t want to just go with the flow. There’s another place he belongs and besides... he’s waiting for someone who might come back.

Oh my god he’s still waiting for him! I dunno how to feel about this. Kiriwo/Iruma shippers, I guess you get something for yourselves, too for today!

Of course, Clara and Azz are happy they’re back as a trio with Iruma. Especially Azz... I don’t think he could last any longer without Iruma around.

After all the troubles, Ameri had already accepted her true feelings and is now nervous when talking to Iruma. She could still handle herself and could put on an air of confidence so she could still interact with Iruma like she normally does.

The subs are on the video itself so I can’t get a clean shot. This is the best I could do, sorry.

Here we are with everyone happy and Ameri declaring that she’d be giving it her all when it comes to getting Iruma’s affections.

Watch out Clara and Azz... you got one hell of a competitor coming in!

I guess with this concluded there’d be a new arc next week. This is a shounen anime but Iruma has gotten his little harem starting to set up lol. Ronove is gonna be a recurring character now, I guess since he’s a member of the council now, too. I’m happy Iruma is back home cause his grandpa missed him a lot.

Okay, so I got curious about what they did with the show’s English dub since it does have some muscial numbers in it (from Clara’s family and that devidol performance) so i looked them up. They dubbed the songs, too! They were okay although for me, personally, some sounded kinda awkward. Anyways, I’m curious and excited about how they’d do Ronove’s songs lol. I’m sure it’d sound fun.

Alright! I’ll be waiting for next week!

#Mairimashita! Iruma-kun #welcome to demon school iruma-kun #sana_post

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Sixty Six.

I have already said how much I hate watching this Gracie business, but my daughter loves it so here I am watching it with Emi and Aziel, Rylee dropped him off but didn’t stay, Amerie went to the door and then just left, I asked for him to stay over. I said we want to spend time with him, and she dropped him, so we are having kids time, the boys have gone to a friends’ houses. The way Aziel loves to touch my daughter’ hair because she has clips in it “what is your obsession with my daughter hair?” he quickly moved his hands away as he looked at me “yeah you, I am speaking to you” he just grinned at me “come here son” waving him over, I haven’t asked about anything now. I do not care, all I care about is people talking shit, I have already warned that if it does get out then there is trouble. I was worried but there only one bird speaking and it is Monica, she will never just shut up. Like I am shocked she is still here, Robyn is a push over when it comes to her “you want my watch?” Aziel started touching my AP watch, taking my watch off “this is mine” I said to him “kiss” I chuckled “why can’t you just call me grandpa? Huh? Why kiss?” I questioned, I don’t know if I sounded harsh, but he just rested his head on my leg and looked up at me “what is that all about? Am I being too loud” picking him and placing him on my lap “I am not mad” I said to him giving him my watch, Emi made her way over “now what do you want?” she came over with her little shopping cart “you want to sit here too” patting the couch “Aziel, who is this?” I pointed at Emi, he poked his lips out “Emi, say it? Say Hi Emi” he is thinking so hard right now “Emi” I cooed out; it was easy to say. Picking Emi up and placing her next to me “Emi has so many toys doesn’t she, I wonder who is going to clean that up” the door opened, looking over and it’s Robyn and her mother, you know the thing about Monica. She dislikes me so much still, to this day “you’re in your zone aren’t you” Robyn laughed “I am, this is peace” Aziel put my watch over his arm but it went sliding all the way down “that child is made from your daughter being groomed” Monica just said it out loud “Robyn I can’t lie but I will kick your mom out, you shut her up” I said to her “mom we spoke on this, it was never that” Robyn said “I can’t believe you two were both blind to her doing that, now she is stuck with this child” looking at Robyn “this is our grandchild you are speaking on, Monica I don’t want to hear! I am so fucking serious!” I shouted; Aziel jolted a little because I shouted “Robyn! I said deal with it I am not having it, tell her to go. Out of this room, not having your shit” Aziel gave my watch back “it’s not you” I laughed, I think he assumed I shouted for that, he shook his head and got up from my lap but then Emi came over to me, Robyn looked at Aziel in sadness, she listens to her mom all the fucking time. I feel bad now, I may have upset him.

All the kids love Amerie, she is a blessing. Smiling at Aziel saying more, he knows how to ask for more food “you want more, anything for you” this is sweet, walking off. She is ok, she doesn’t need me staring her down “can I speak to you” I said to Robyn, I don’t know where she is walking off too “you know your family always cause issues, I don’t want to hear Monica and her opinions, these opinions are affecting you, I saw the way you looked at Aziel. I won’t have that” Robyn crossed her arms looking up at her “you’re assuming that, I never looked at that boy differently. I love him, that is my grandchild too” I shook my head “stop lying to yourself, I know you feel a type of way ok, your mom is putting so much shit in your head that you are now thinking it’s real, I won’t have it. I refuse to allow you to think of a child that way, she wasn’t groomed, stop it” Robyn is so dumb “I know, everything is just driving me crazy. My mom even said rape, I feel sick to my stomach. I know it isn’t, but I promise you I don’t look at Aziel any other way, I even text Rylee to say thank you for letting us have him, I am just busy and I felt sad. I saw he got upset when you shouted but it wasn’t at him of course, just please Chris everything is so stressful” nodding my head “true” she isn’t wrong “she needs to shut up, if she wants to stay here she needs too” Robyn nodded her head “so he is staying the night, she said that it’s ok, gives her a chance too spend time with Oakley that isn’t really speaking to her but she has deal with that herself” nodding my head “Ti is coming, I have summoned her to come alone so I want you to be there, I don’t want her to think we are bullying her, also Mel will be here, she thinks we are forcing her to do things according to Taylan so yeah” I sniggered “I would love to beat that guy up, my god” I laughed.

Ti did come, she arrived by herself “Aziel, are you going to go with Amerie. Take the toy, Amerie is going to play” he wants to play with Emi toys, but she is having a nap now and he has nobody, also Rylee has banned Ti from seeing him “Aziel is here!” Raihan spat “see your uncles are back and out of breath, you done?” I asked Raihan “yeah! Junior is coming too, we only played for a little at his house” he hugged Aziel “he is staying over too, so you better be nice to him! Serious and remember he is a child so don’t play too rough” he held Aziel hand “let’s go and play” Amerie smiled “I will watch them” she said, she needs too because boys play rough “we can have fun, yay!” Raihan said “yay” Aziel copied him before the door closed “how cute is that” Mel poked her lips out “he is happy, I love for that him” looking at Ti “yeah, I think erm. In life, it’s about the kids, wishing death on their parent is nasty work” Ti looked at me “you know the shit I been through with Monica, I think a lot of the times she wished me dead; you know how that is. But you openly said that? What did he do to you? You don’t care about Rylee so why care what he does?” I asked “I care about Aziel” I laughed “oh you do? You would have saved his heart and his tears if you shut your mouth, you know. But whatever Ti, I just wonder what else he knows, I am waiting for that moment” Robyn is glaring at me “sorry, please proceed” I gestured “this isn’t about what happened, it’s about Fenty. Dad is here, Mel is here too because I don’t want you to say I am bullying you or forcing you because to me Ti, I helped you. You and her both act like I am obliged to give anything to either of you and then you turn around and talk behind my back when I gave you an open road to go places, to move to places, to see the world but I gave you left overs, I gave you a job. You’re so spoilt that you now think you can take my company and if not you want to go, and then telling him? Giving me messages? Who the hell do you think you are and him!” oh Robyn is pissed “I never asked him to say anything, I was venting” she defended “well go on, I want to hear it, what is the issue” Robyn said.

“I wanted a title; I was annoyed that you just want Rylee there. It’s always been Rylee, and still now you trying to give it her” Robyn put her hand up to shut her up “hold on now, I am trying to give you bum girls a job yeah, because anything you girls do reflect on us! Yeah? You get it, Rylee dropped from Dior, Rihanna daughter being dropped got it? Do you see the pattern, I ain’t having that shit, all I am giving you and her is a job at Fenty, you know what it’s ok for you girls to come here. Go into my room and take Fenty products because you need it and leave huh? You know what Ti, just as much as you think I want to give it her, I fucking don’t really. Why would I want to give it you so you can throw it in her face while I am dead, why would I give it to her so she can say I was always the favourite, I have had enough. This shit you speak on to him has pushed me over the edge, I helped you. I was trying to help you, but I became the bad one? Mom is penalising me; mom wants Rylee. Mom wants neither of you, yeah. But I am trying to save face, I have you saying you ain’t getting much and her throwing Fenty in my face, I have had enough. So you tell me what you want to be huh? Chasing behind your man or whatever?” the thing is Robyn gave her a platform and helped her, but she feels pity “I have always been in the shadow, an afterthought. For once Taylan puts me first” I huffed out “so much so he destroyed your relationship with family huh” I spoke up “he wants to apologise to Oakley, I didn’t give him the full story” I laughed “oh so you thought you would, what else have you told him? The thing is we know you both have disagreements, but this is gone now. And it makes so hard to know that you know. There has always been positives and negatives but this, this is it. I feel like I need to die to see you both together again, I am hurt by it. I raised you girls, and I saw it all, I saw the moments when you both held hands, you both being together. I seen the good times, I seen the moments when you both were there for each other, it wasn’t always bad. So to me this hurts because I know it’s not ever going to be the same, I wish you didn’t you know. But remember that you both were there for each other” putting my head down, this does hurt “I want to apologise to her too” she mumbled “leave it now” Robyn said.

“I think we just need to accept it and move on now, accept the new normal and as much as you say you love Aziel. She doesn’t want you near him, this is why he is not being able to sit here. It’s her child, I asked why, and she said why would I allow someone that hates so much near my child so yeah. We need to move forward now ok” Ti got really upset with that, I saw the look on her face “so she banned me from seeing Aziel? This is so fucked up, why is she bringing kids into it? She is so fucking petty so I can’t see my nephew now? Wow” looking at Robyn, she is very upset about that “I love him like my own, that is TT baby always how can she do that. No matter what I never wanted that wow” sitting back “Ti, it’s her son. We can’t just you know say she is doing wrong, we can’t question her parenting because that is her child, I am sorry” Ti flicked the tear that fell “I will be ok” she breathed out “it’s just unfair, you know. I do genuinely care for him so now I won’t see him grow up yeah, just unfair. She is spiteful, that is all I am saying, forget it” she waved her hands “I get what you mean but from her point of view is that you don’t like his dad anyways, wishing death on him, it’s not nice. I pray for you girls, I pray that you both are able to heal at some point and that you are able to see your nephew, it’s not nice I get it” Mel said “well she is a bitch so there is that, right so anyways anymore? You hate me?” she looked at me “oh shut up Ti, I don’t hate you. You wanted to be with Taylan, and I wanted him out, so you left, you’re here aren’t you?” she is so stupid at times, I don’t hate her “alright but I know Oakley will be welcomed here right?” she said “no he’s not” Robyn said “sure, anyways. I would apologise to her, but she is a bitch that won’t want to know, I told him not to say a thing, he did, it’s a mess” nodding my head.

I don’t think Rylee and Tianna can be fixed, this is it really for them “I wanted to speak on Fenty, since your boyfriend thinks I have bullied you into it and you demand more from the company I built” Robyn said “he doesn’t think that” Robyn laughed “he does, I just want to make something clear. What I give to you girls is optional, remember Tianna when you go to these events, it isn’t your name carrying it’s mine. You know one thing about you girls, you are all selfish in your own way, but I am the bad one, I worked hard for this, and you think I will give it because you gave me a little work?” she laughed “so you tell me what you want? And we can deal with that” Tianna can make her choice, it’s on her “I want to leave Fenty” she said it “that is fine” Robyn is disappointed, I know her. I know deep down she wants to give this to one of her children, but they seem to push it off, poking my lips out “the position will always be open, it always will be for my kids” Robyn looked at me, I joked that Raihan may take it over, but imagine if he did. I won’t be mad because why not, if he can do it and run a business, that boy doesn’t know what he wants so this could be it “as long as you are happy then so be it, everyone happy and good. We will just have to do things separately in a way, so you both don’t have to be together, keep it that way. In regards to him, I don’t want to know. Your mom can, so there we have it” I smiled.

I sighed out heavily as I stopped walking, I would say I am proud of him, but I don’t think he wants to hear me about anything now since how it all went down. We haven’t actually spoken properly since my dad left the house, he just does his own thing so like coming here with him to see the stage set up for his event was a step I guess, because he hasn’t been speaking to me “this is mind blowing for America you know” Ybeez said “yeah it is, the boys are coming out though. Like I got many surprises and I think when it said my name and friends, I mean we know like I’m going to bring out the big ones from the UK so it’s going to be dope. Wadz was like you text me not to come and then you say come, I just you know. Been a lot” he talks to Ybeez more than me, I wish he would let me speak which sucks for me “well we move forward, heard Drake coming out too, you know when I released this and I put friends I didn’t know who” they both laughed out “nah, when I messaged the man dem they was more than happy to come. This is about to be a UK thing, plus Drake” they both laughed, I don’t know why I bothered coming “Fredo is coming one hundred and Dave, I am hype though but like I feel off about things too” looking over at the promoters walking over to both Ybeez and Oakley, I will just disappear into the corner. Getting my phone out as I did, Imani has sent me a snap. Tapping on the snap “who is this?” Imani asked Aziel, not her showing him a baby picture of me “me!” He spat “you? How you got long hair then?” She asked, “yes” Aziel touched the top of his head “who is that?” Raihan asked “that’s Rylee baby picture? Who else?” He shrugged “Aziel! Let’s go and play” not my son playing with them boys, the video stopped ‘Ur son thinks he’s you!!’ I chuckled reading that ‘🤣 he sees the colour of my eyes that’s why’ texting back to her, least he looks happy with his sleep over. Tapping on Saint’ snap he sent me, it’s a video of a billboard of Oakley ‘bigggggg’ he captioned it, I sighed out. I feel like there will be a lot of people at this thing, I am not happy that Ybeez is getting him to work but then again he isn’t talking to me anyways, but Oakley playing at Hollywood Bowl is going to be pretty iconic for him and for it to be a UK act too, it’s exciting.

I hate being ignored, it’s actually making me mad but I’m not saying anything until Ybeez goes really “whatever” I huffed out about to open my door, but Oakley did it “nah bro, I don’t have time for that” getting out of the car, I didn’t know paparazzi was here “you both have fun then, I ain’t going in there” Ybeez said, letting out an oh “Rylee, why was you dropped from Dior?” Oakley held my hand; he actually did but of course paparazzi are camped outside The Ivy, they always are because it’s celebrity paradise here, I wonder why here. Sitting down smiling at the waiter “I will be right back” I remember coming here, it ain’t cheap “twenty nine dollars for a cheese and tomato pizza!?” Oakley spat, I shushed him “that was so loud” he looked up at me “that is a lot, better be big too, like this is crazy. I ain’t know it was like this, Ybeez said it was a good place” I laughed “it’s a good place to be pictured Oakley, he told you to come here to be pictured like we did. He probably hasn’t been here; I have and it’s to be pictured and spoken about” he let out an oh “if you spoke to me then I could have told you that, but you wasn’t so yeah” he pulled a face “where has Aziel gone again?” I rolled my eyes “whatever Oakley” he is annoying.

He is being so awkward, so I am just going to look at my phone “Lee” he said, looking up from my phone, why is he mad “mean mugging why?” I questioned “I am not, just what can I say. I am pissed off, I just needed a moment to think” locking my phone “then speak to me” I said “you’re the one I am pissed with” he has a point “I don’t regret meeting you, but I regret thinking with my dick, I should have left it, I shouldn’t have done it, but I didn’t think you would say it. I assumed you would have waited and tell them it was when you was eighteen at least so that was all dead wrong, my life was crashing down on me. I just didn’t think you was that stupid, the consequences were too high but yet you still said it, I am mad at myself for doing it” he has a right to be mad “I am sorry, like the sorry won’t make up for anything but at that moment I was happy it happened. And it was with you, I don’t regret it but I guess for you then we could have waited and telling anyone, back then I didn’t think. I don’t think like I do now, I see it and I am sorry Oakley, but I wasn’t going to let you go down for it. I regret it ok. I regret speaking on it” I have a big regret “you told North Rylee, how you think I feel!” he spat “yeah” I breathed “she won’t say a thing, I know her. She doesn’t see an issue with it, she never did. She was happy for me, I promise you she won’t” he rubbed his face “how am I going to see these people now, like shit was ok now it’s just shit again. I am just mad at myself” I can tell he is “I mean when someone is offering themselves” he pulled a face at me “shut up, man just please. Don’t speak it, I don’t want to hear it now” he grumbled “that is fine but is this going to affect us? Are you wanting us to split? What do you want” he shook his head “I regret that, but I don’t regret meeting you, that is something I told you means a lot to me. I just want to go home” pulling a face “so you wouldn’t move here?” he laughed “hell no, we moving North London and that is it, I wouldn’t want to be here, ever” well that sucks.

I wish I wasn’t so stupid; I wish I didn’t speak so much too “I mean I know you don’t want to talk about it but I don’t regret it” he looked up at me “I know you don’t but we could have waited right, I owe your parents really” nodding my head slowly “they can make anything happen, my mother holds a lot of power. But my dad said he doesn’t want a thank you so just pretend it never happened, when you ever see them, ever. Just act normal, I know them. They just don’t want to be thanked; they hid me about my pregnancy so yeah. Are you going to come back to bed with me now?” he is so childish “you want me back in bed? I been awake with my DJ though, talking, just that” he is saying it like I cared who he is speaking too “you know I want you in bed, you must regret meeting me? You’re like quiet calm guy, you mind your business and just don’t speak, and only do it when you like them and here I am” he laughed “erm really, I don’t regret it like I do love you, you bring that out of me but like it’s a lot of drama” I grinned “so ask me to marry you then?” he shook his head “I don’t do marriage, why do you think I do?” I smiled at him “because you love me so much, you want to be with me forever and I know you would like the sound of me because Mrs Caesar-Su” the way Oakley smiled, oh he is smiling “nah, nah. I’ll still call you that without marriage” I groaned out rolling my eyes, he is so annoying “you don’t need to be tied down” he said “I don’t see myself with anyone else, also I cried a lot so this means a lot to me” Oakley chuckled “on your knees too, you was very dramatic” hiding my face smiling “whatever, who was consoling me though? Coming over like my hero, I really think you will marry me” he pulled a face “you’re very jarring, I don’t think that at all. Ok if we do, just a reception thing, nothing else. I don’t do public displays” I gasped “you promised me a suit if we get married so shut up, but anyways. I’m glad we north are getting along now, I just apologise” he nodded his head “just things get a lot” I understand what he means “you look amazing by the way” he complimented me, least I know he was looking at me all this time which made me smile.

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lovestereo · 4 years

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All anonymous single songs requested between September and December 2020 under the cut. Sorted alphabetically by artist's first name from A to Z.

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Abhi Dijon - Distant Love

Adeline - Twilight

Ace Tee

ALEXA - Villain, Burn Out, Kitty Cat

Aluna - Envious, You Know You Like It

Alvaro Diaz - Lo Que Te Duele

Amerie - 1 Thing

Andrea Valle - WIYLL, Treat

Angel Haze - Black Dahlia

Anik Khan - Unfair, Choturdola

Anna Wise, Xavier Omär - Easy

ANRI - Cat’s Eye

Aretha Franklin - Who’s Zoomin’ Who?

Aries - FOOL’S GOLD

Arijit Singh - Naina

Ari Lennox - Chocolate Pomegranate

Ariza, Astyn Turr - Sink or Swim

Ashanti - VooDoo

ASTRO - 장화신은 고양이

Audrey Nuna - Soufleé, Damn Right

Aventura - Un Beso

Bad Bunny - Desde el Corazon

Banda El Recodo - Entonces Que Somos

beabadoobee - coffee, The Moon Song

Berhana - Wildin’

Bigflo & Oli - Libre

Big KRIT - 1999

Björk, serpentwithfeet - blissing me

BLOO - Downtown Baby

Blood Orange - Jewelry, Dark & Handsome

Bob Marley - Satisfy My Soul

Bren Joy - Sweet

Brittany B - Company

Brownstone - If You Love Me

Bryson Tiller - We Both Know, Set It Off

boy pablo - te vas // don't go

CHAI - Plastic Love

Che Ecru - Backflip

chelmico - disco (bad dance doesn’t matter)

Ciara - Thinkin Bout You

Coi Leroy - VVS

Deftones - Knife Prty

Denai Moore - Cascades,

Destiny’s Child - Killing Time

Destin Conrad - In the Air

DICKPUNKS - Addicted to TV

Dominic Fike - King of Everything, Acai Bowl

Duckwrth - Start a Riot

Earl Greyhound - Back and Forth

Earth, Wind, & Fire - Reasons

EDEN - Why Don't We

El Alfa - Suave, Scarface

Eli Sostre - New Level

ENNY - Peng Black Girls

Erykah Badu - Didn’t Cha Know

Famous Persona - Ivy

Fefe Dobson - Ghost

Fujii Kaze - Hedemo Ne-yo

Gemini - Going

gesu no kiwami otome - Battling

Glass Animals, Denzel Curry - Tokyo Drifting

GRAY - Just Like The Rain

Haru Nemuri - 春ねむり

Hiroshi Sato - Only A Love Affair

Hojean - Let Me, Over 85

IMFACT - NANANA

Inez - Oumi

IU - Peach

IZA - Esse Brilho É Meu

Jadal - Hamm o Bala

Janelle Monáe - Look Into My Eyes

Jamelia - Superstar

Janet Such - Morning

jeerena montemayor - rose

Jessie Reyez - Far Away

JOE CHO - How Much

Jorja Smith - On My Mind

junglepussy - what you want

Justin Park - On The Low

Justin Nozuka, Mahalia - No One But You

Kaytranada, Janet Jackson - If I Was Your Girl, Glowed Up

Kelis - Caught Out There

Kelsey Lu - Church

Kevin Kali, Syd - Do U Wrong

Keyshia Cole - I Remember

Kishi Bashi - Say Yeah

Kiyo - Ikaw Lang

KOHH - ひとつ

Kojey Radical - Cashmere Tears, Can’t Go Back

Krewella - Rewind

Lakeyah - Female Goat

Larc en Ciel - Lover Boy

Lil Ghost - Unicorn

Lim Jae Bum - For You

Lisa Fischer - How Can I Ease The Pain

Little Simz - Selfish

Lypla - I Want You Back

Maluma - Medallo City, Hawái

majiko - 命に嫌われている。

María José Llergo - Niña de Las Dunas

Mario - Never

Mariya Takeuchi - Let’s Get Married

maye - my love

Michael Kiwanaka -

M.I.A., The Weeknd - Sexodus

min.a - Hour 24

MINA - Good Person

Mika Nakashima - Resistance

Mitski - Cop Car

Monchy y Alexandra - Te Quiero Igual Que Ayer

Moses Sumney - Indulge Me

Muzie, SUMIN - Thinking About You

Necronomidol - Dawnslayer

Ne-Yo - Because of You

Nilüfer Yanya - Same Damn Luck

Nito

No Rome - 1:45AM

NO1-NOAH - Stuck on Stupid

Omar Apollo - So Good

ORβIT - UNIVERSE

oresama - cute cute

Pa Salieu - Betty, B***k

PENOMECO - Okay, Tempo, ODD ep

Phillipa Soo - Ultraluminary

pH-1, Yerin Baek - Nerdy Love

Piso 21, Feid - Querida

Prince - Controversy, Erotic City

Q Lazzarus - Love Dance

Quay Dash - U.A.F.W.M

Ramy Essam - Saura

Rauw Alejandro - Detective

Reol - Echo, Syrup

Romeo Santos - Obra Maestro

Roy Woods - BB, She Knows About Me

Rum Gold - Save You

Satellite Young - Don’t Graduate, Senpai!

Sech - Relacion

Skie Dadios - Unang Sayaw

SG Lewis, Lucky Daye - Feed the Fire

Shenseea - Good Comfort

Sonder - Care

SURAN, Coogie - Into the Abyss

Syd Hartha - ayaw

Tatsuro Yamashita - Fragile

tobi lou - sadderday

TOKYO’S REVENGE - THOT!

Tommy Genesis, Charli XCX - 100 Bad

TOSHIKO HAYASHI(%C) - Stay A While

the vowels they orbit - selos

The PropheC - Jane Je Ta

THEY - Red Light Green Light

Tom Misch, Yussef Dates - What Kinda Music

Toro y Moi - yeah Right

Tracy Chapman - Fast Car, The Promise

TXT - Cat & Dog (English Version)

Valerie June - If And

Wildhood - Double Dark

Xavier Omar - Deep End, Just Get Here

Wizkid - True Love

Ye Ziming - JENNIE

Yoon Mirae - Thin Lines

Young K - Enemy, Is It

Yuna - Forevermore, Stay Where You Are

Yung Bleu - You’re Mines Still

Yumepedia - Tick Tock

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calypsoff3 · 2 years

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Forty one. Part 2

The fact Rich has to help me into the car, I swear I haven’t been drinking that much but I stumbled getting into the SUV. I huffed out getting my phone out, I’m waiting for the kids here. I’m sure they will come out because they do have school tomorrow and they won’t be missing that shit at all, tapping on Amerie name, let me see what my boys are doing. I hope they haven’t been up to no good, I pray they are in bed at least “hi Robyn” Amerie answered “hi Amerie; I’ll be coming home now but just wanted to check if the boys are ok? Are they asleep? I hope so” imagine dealing with them two in this state “both fell asleep straight away, Raihan wanted to read a book, well we did it together and then he fell asleep. Junior went to sleep as soon as he got into bed, they have been asleep half hour now. I’m watching out for Raihan, he seems to be settled” I’m glad he is “good, I am just worried about him, if I am slurring my words then I am sorry. I had a little drink, just a little” I chuckled “oh I wasn’t thinking that, you had fun of course” the SUV door opened “oh the girls are here now, I’ll see you soon then. Thank you for staying behind, I can imagine you wanted to come” I chuckled, looking over at the door “Jesus Christ” I said, of course it’s Chris “yeah speak soon” disconnecting the call “where are you going?” He asked “home, the kids have school” looking out of the car window; the silence between us, I mean what is there to say “I heard you did this, and there is gifts. I would prefer if you stayed” pressing my lips into a hard thin line “the place is all yours until however long, have fun. You have peers out here” Chris huffed out “how you going to leave during gifts?” I shrugged “I wasn’t even going to come but at least I came make sure the kids get home, have fun like I said Chris” I wish the kids would come “thank you” he mumbled “don’t be” he sighed out again “is this who we are again” Chris said “Chris maybe we are toxic for each other, I think it is. I think we are right, maybe we are better just friends” I shrugged “I’ll never let you rest” looking over at Chris “you didn’t even have a drink with me” staring at Chris “no” I said “have fun at the party, just have fun. The kids are here, have fun” he groaned out opening the door “dad you’re here” I just think we need to not.

I don’t know if it was my inner instinct but I just feel like I needed to check on Raihan, but he was in my bedroom already, I just don’t know what to do with this. It’s the second time now, I’m sitting on the edge of the bed just watching him sleep. I think I need to put the baby gate back on, I do not want him to fall down the stairs. I am stressing now, if he hurts himself then what. He seems to come to my bedroom every time too, my poor baby. I will have to get him seen too, maybe I’m not sure. I huffed out getting off of the bed, I literally just fell asleep too and I just felt something off, and I was right. Leaving the door open a little, I am scared to sleep now. Maybe I need to put the baby gate on now, this scares me that he will end up falling down the stairs. My phone is ringing now, I just can’t be bothered. I am so frustrated “Jesus!” Who the hell is at the door at this time of night well morning, I will check from the cameras. Grabbing my phone, missed calls from Chris, tapping on the app to bring the cameras up. Clearly it’s someone I know because they are at the front door, letting out an oh “what do you want?” I asked, Chris smirked at the camera “open the door” he said “you’re drunk, how did you come here” he chuckled “I’m not drunk, promise. I just want to talk, I’m high. Please, unlock it for me and I can come up. Just talk, please. Come on” shaking my head “ok” unlocking the door and coming out of the app, let me get my robe. I was just wanting to go to sleep, maybe he can do the baby gate for me. He always does that for me, he took it down too. This is a good idea, let me get my robe on and then I can tell him to do it for me. Wrapping my robe around me, I honestly don’t want to talk but we will, and I wouldn’t leave him outside either “you could have just stayed at the party you know” Chris walked into my bedroom “room for two?” he smiled, the way he smiled at me I couldn’t help but laugh “no” I pointed “what do you want?” I asked “I uhm, I appreciate the gifts you got me, and I wanted to personally say thank you to you” I sniggered “oh wow, I should feel so honoured huh” he nodded his head “erm, while you’re here. Can you fix the baby gate for me, on top of the steps please” he furrowed his eyebrows “that ain’t going to stop boys coming in?” rolling my eyes smiling “no, Raihan has been sleep walking, I am scared he will hurt himself so please, if you can do that for me. Where did you put it on when you removed it?” I didn’t even do it “erm, the laundry room” I walked by him “then let’s get it” I might as well get it out of the way “did you bring your car?” I asked “no” a small smiled played on my lips because he isn’t slick “there is no room in the inn” I said “always room” rolling my eyes.

Putting the light on “where is it then flat pac?” Chris sniggered “wow Robyn, I am a little tipsy, it’s just around there” he is not tipsy “don’t play me” hitting his stomach walking off, he is probably right actually. I don’t pay attention to much “so erm, how come he is sleep walking?” Chris asked “good question, I don’t know. He has done it twice so I am unsure on what bought it along” leaning down and grabbing the baby gate, he was right “you was actually-” I abruptly stopped talking, he is right in front of me “thank you” he took it from me “I left the party because you didn’t exactly want me there, we wasn’t speaking either” I said he placed the gate to the side, well threw it and I stepped to the side and so did he “I always want you there Robyn” I stepped back and he also did a step to me “Chris” I said “stop it, I didn’t let you in the house for sex” I said “but you really aren’t fighting it are you” he lifted my hand up to his face and pressed a kiss to the palm of my hand “you know you’re the only one I want, no matter the arguments, the words said. You the only one” he started pressing kisses to my wrist “but we aren’t good for each other” Chris looked at me “now you know you don’t believe that shit, come on” he wrapped my arm around his neck “Chris” I said “Robyn” he said back “who do you see yourself with then? Tell me?” I chuckled “someone with big muscles, handsome tall man” we both laughed “so me?” he is trying to be funny “I left to come here to you, I ain’t letting you go, I know that. And you know that.” Before I could respond, he clutched my hair in his fingers and pulled my face to his. His lips crushed against mine. Pressing my back into the washer as he moved us back, he sucked on my tongue.

I moaned, my eyes closing slightly as my head fell back. He moved his lips down my neck, biting and sucking. “Fuck” Chris undid my robe and removed it before moving back and pulling my tee off of me, he knows damn well I am always naked under these tees. He sucked my nipple into his mouth. My chest heaving, I clutched the edge of the washer for support, he swirled his tongue around the left nipple. Chris moved back and our mouths were fused together once again as I sat on top of the washer so that I would be on level with Chris. I gasped against his mouth when he pushed my thighs apart, Chris moved his head back “you came here for sex” I said, Chris smirked “maybe or maybe not but you know I wanted you, I just wish you stayed at the club, I wanted you then. I missed you; you know I miss you. I get it, you know I do, I get that shit is up and down with me” I started undressing Chris as he spoke “we need to work on it Chris, and properly” I have missed him so much “I didn’t know what mood you was in so I stayed away” placing my hands at the side of his face “I want you” he pressed a kiss to my lips “I want you too” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck as he rested his head on my shoulder.

With one quick thrust, he rammed into me. My ass scooted back on the top of the washer, and he quickly pushed me towards him again “Oh FUCK!” I yelped out, arching into him “damn” he growled, pulling slowly out of me, slamming once again into me. His hands gripped my hips tightly, impaling me deeper onto his dick. My legs wrapped tightly around his waist so that our hips collided every time he plunged into me. I reached down, rubbing my pussy roughly. My mouth struggled to dominate his, our passion manifesting itself in sweat, tongues, lips, and screams. His balls slapping lightly against my skin “god Chris!” I cried out, he is fucking the shit out of me, the walls of my pussy milking his dick. My eyes clenched shut as I came “ah yes!” Chris said as he also released into me. I leaned heavily against him, my breathing starting to slow. Chris brushing his fingers down my shoulders to the curve of my breasts “is there room for two then?” Chris mumbled, his voice low that went straight to my pussy “I suppose” I said with a smirk.

Closing the bedroom door with my hip “have they gone to school now?” Chris asked “mhmm indeed, I did wake Raihan up, but he was tired still. Are you going to leave my bed to eat or?” I asked “for what? I only woke up because you left my bed, it got cold and you come here with breakfast? Wow!” I can’t believe us, like the fact just yesterday we wasn’t speaking and now he is in the bed with me and here I am making him breakfast, I am just so whipped when it comes to Chris and I can’t help it “well don’t make a mess of my covers” placing the tray on his lap “I won’t” he pressed a kiss to my lips “thank you” I huffed out “are we toxic?” climbing atop of the bed “mhmm I mean, no but I guess a little. But I think it’s the both of us, like I think we let little things get to us don’t we, I mean we good. I guess the goofy shit keeps the marriage alive” sitting across from him “but we can’t keep doing this, like it’s bad for us, the kids. I just think we need to grow up, I don’t know. Please before you go, the baby gate, it needs to be fixed. I don’t know what is happening with Raihan, just doing that weird shit, it’s like mind blowing on why it’s started. Do you not miss being here?” he must miss it ”erm, I guess. I do, don’t get me wrong but I think at times, well now mostly. I need a place I know I can go too, I think we need to really start again, and we not getting that moment, or that chance to have that. At the party once you left, opened the gifts I was like dang now what, I was going to leave then but I waited it out, I didn’t have a plan, the sex wasn’t on the agenda, I just wanted to see you. I wanted to tell you thank you but then things happen, I can’t help myself. I’m goofy” he is right he is “and this is what I miss, I miss it. I miss just having you around” this is why I can’t accept him having that second home, I don’t want him to constantly be running there when we have a disagreement.

I can’t believe I’ve sat here and watched Chris eat breakfast, I swear I always get like this after sex and it’s his fault “let me take that” I said smiling, reaching over and grabbing the tray “so what I am getting from this is that you need sex and you’re back to you” here he goes now with this narrative, Chris and I gasped hearing a thud “what was that?” I said, Chris got out of bed and then hearing the loudest cry, that is Raihan. Chris ran off quicker then I, placing the tray down and running behind Chris. He was out quicker then I, seeing Amerie is also running. Chris ran down the steps and my worst fear is becoming a reality. This is what I was worried of, looking down the steps and Chris picked him up “fuck” running down the steps “oh my god, he was probably sleep walking again” Chris held him close as he cried out “oh my god, look at his foot Chris, oh my god” he’s dislocated it or something “oh Raihan baby” I said as Chris tried to comfort him, seeing my baby distressed crying is making me cry, sobbing out seeing him crying.

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