#SOBBING THANK YOU I AM SO STRESSED THIS IS SO NICE TO HEAR

[alatushours]

☆ 3:27 AM, featuring xiao — even during the tough times, he’ll always be by your side.

contents. fem! sick + insomniac reader, hurt / comfort + lots of fluff <3 xiao calls you “angel,” reader is rather clingy, self indulgent, xiao takes a bubble bath with you bc he loves you sm ♡ tw. illness, nightmares, crying, and non sexual nudity. word count. 1.6k.

notes. hey um… i apologize if this was not what you expected during the holiday season but i am have been sick + incredibly stressed this month (∩ ˃̣̣̥᷄ ᴖ ˂̣̣̥᷅∩) so i kinda needed this… on the bright side, i am so thankful for all of the positive feedback on my previous post! it makes me very happy to see you all enjoying my work ♡

thin beams of moonlight filtered through the curtains, illuminating your shivering form on the bed. it was several hours past midnight, yet you still lay wide awake, hair splayed across your pillow like a halo.

it’s cold, you thought, pulling the blankets tighter. why is it so cold? 

it felt freezing outside, yet your body felt like it was baking in an oven. that, and the dark visions swirling in your already throbbing head was enough to make you sob in misery.

you lifted your head slowly to check the clock on your nightstand. 3:27 am. 

you buried your head deeper into your pillow, as if that could take the pain away. oh, how you wished your lover was here. he always made you feel better, loved and cherished. 

as if on cue, the door clicked open and a lone figure stepped inside the room. 

“hey, angel,” xiao whispered. “i heard you call my name… are you doing alright?” 

you stayed silent. it would only trouble him if you told him about your condition. you didn’t want your boyfriend to worry about someone like you, not when he was already battling so much himself. 

unluckily, xiao seemed to be able to read your mind; or at least, he was awfully good at knowing when you were hiding something from him. 

“hey, don’t ignore me like that.” xiao made his way over to the bed, turning on the lamp on the nightstand before sitting next to you. “i know you’re awake, and something’s wrong. just tell me, what happened?” 

hearing his voice, so worried and gentle, was enough to make your determination break. you threw yourself into him with a sob, feeling his warmth envelop you as his arms immediately snaked around your waist. you started crying, confessing your bottled-up emotions to him. 

“i-i… my head hurts s-so bad a-and i can’t sleep and everything is j-just so hard right now and i can’t do th-” 

you were cut off with a soft kiss. it was short, just one peck on the lips, but it was enough to make you calm down just a little. your sobs slowly turned to sniffles as xiao gently stroked his fingers through your hair, whispering kind words in your ear. 

“shh, angel, it’s okay… i know things are difficult right now, but i’ll always be here… i’ll always be by your side, alright? as long as you need me, my love.” 

you nodded into his chest, burying yourself deeper into his warmth. “i… thank you…” 

“there’s no need to thank me. this is what lovers do, right? they look out for each other. you’ve cared for me so many times before, when i was injured or struggling with my karmic debt. it’s about time for me to take care of you.” he took one of your hands in both of his own, circling his thumbs over the back of your palm.

“now, is there anything i can do to make you feel better? a glass of water? some food? do you want me to draw a bath for you?”

“… a bath would be… nice…” you murmured. 

xiao pressed a kiss to your forehead. “i’ll get it ready for you, my love.” 

he started to stand up, but something triggered in the back of your mind, for you didn’t let go of him. “no… don’t leave me alone… i don’t wanna be by myself…” 

xiao sighed, but didn’t complain. instead, he picked you up, bridal style, and carried you over to your shared bathroom. he kissed your forehead again before setting you down on the toilet lid to fill the tub with nice warm water for your bath. bubble baths always seemed to make you feel better, xiao had noticed before, so he made sure to add extra soap to the water.

before long you were seated in the bathtub, which was filled nearly to the brim with bubbles. seeing you giggle at the sight brought a smile to xiao’s face, but he couldn’t help but still be worried. how did you deal with this when he wasn’t here? 

he’d discovered your insomnia a few months ago, and you’d assured him that you were used to dealing with it; but were you really okay by yourself? he’d seen the dark circles under your eyes. and the way you had broken down tonight… 

“xiao?” the sound of your voice brought him back to reality. “is something wrong?” 

he shook his head. “i was just thinking, darling. don’t worry about me.” he sighed, letting go of his doubts. “is your bath okay? do you want me to be with you?” 

you looked down at your hands, fidgeting under the water. “i’d like that, but… i haven’t been feeling well, and i don’t want to get you sick too…” 

xiao chuckled. “i’m a yaksha, love. i don’t get sick that easily.” he stood up from where he was, removing the mask from his belt. “just relax, alright? i’m here.” 

he undressed and joined you in the bath, foam swirling around his body. "come here, i’ll wash your hair for you," he gestured. you obeyed, making yourself comfortable by his side as he moved to grab the shampoo.

“it’s been a while since we’ve been together like this…” he sighed, feeling himself relax as he lathered the shampoo into your hair. “i missed doing this with you.” 

“me too…” you smiled softly, remembering how you used to wash his hair for him after he had a nightmare. funny how now it was you who was getting your hair washed instead. 

the feeling of his fingers massaging your scalp was soothing, as was the feeling of bubbles on your bare skin. 

xiao’s hands removed themselves from your hair, moving down to your back. a sigh left your lips as he massaged your shoulders. “is this nice?” he asked. 

“mhm,” you closed your eyes, leaning back against his chest. you both stayed like that for a while, held in each other’s embrace. you couldn’t stay there forever, though, as the water was starting to get cold. 

xiao got out of the tub first, quickly drying himself off before holding out a hand to help you step out. a big fluffy towel was draped around your shoulders, followed by a soft kiss to your temple. 

“did that make you feel better?” xiao asked quietly. 

you smiled. "yeah, i'm doing a lot better now…" you turned around, standing up on your tippy toes to kiss him. "...because of you. thank you, xiao." 

"of course," he replied immediately. "it's what i'm here for." 

he helped you get dressed in your pajamas, draining the bathtub and hanging up the towels before walking you back to the bed. "i know you said you were feeling better, but i don't want you to get worse tomorrow. i'm gonna get you some medicine, okay?" 

you hesitated. "y-yeah, that's fine…" 

xiao raised an eyebrow. "are you sure? the lamp will be on and i'll only be gone for a minute or two, but if you don't feel comfortable by yourself, i can take you with me." 

"um…" you looked around the bed, spotting your favorite rabbit plushie that xiao had bought for you as a gift when you first started dating. you grabbed it and hugged it close to your chest before nodding. "yes! i'm fine on my own, don't worry about me!" 

xiao chuckled, "that's my brave angel." he kissed your hand before standing up. "call for me if you need anything, alright? i'll be right back." 

he left the room, leaving you alone with your stuffed animal and the feeling of your lover’s kisses to keep you company. 

all was silent for a few moments. you were trying very hard to think happy thoughts; how grateful you were to always have such a loyal and caring boyfriend by your side. however, the darkness that lingered in the back of your mind were starting to push their way forward again. you squeezed your rabbit tighter as you tried to shake the thoughts from your mind.

 i need to be strong, you thought. for xiao. he’s been so brave for me, so i need to be brave for him, too. 

before long, xiao returned with your medicine and a glass of water atop a wooden tray. “i’m back,” he said, putting the tray down on the bedside table. “were you alright on your own?” 

you smiled at him. “yeah! it was a little scary, but i wanted to be brave for you.” 

“for me?” he sat down, measuring out your medicine for you. “you could’ve just told me you were scared, and i would have taken you down with me. come on, take your medicine.” 

you did as he said. xiao sat behind you, brushing your hair for you as you downed the bitter medication. 

soon after, you and xiao got ready for bed and climbed under the covers together. xiao pulled the blankets around your shoulders. “are you comfortable, love?” 

“mhm…” you mumbled sleepily. “can we cuddle?” he chuckled and pulled you closer to him. you laid your head against his chest, tracing the tattoo on his right arm down to his hand, which was intertwined with his other. 

“sleep. i’ll be here when you wake up.” xiao whispered. 

“do you promise?” 

“i promise.” 

“seal it with a kiss,” you joked. he did just that, pressing a kiss to your lips. 

“there. now go to sleep.” 

"okay!" you giggled and snuggled close to him. slowly, the doubts from earlier in the night started to fade. although the fear wasn’t fully gone, having your boyfriend by your side definitely made it a lot less scary. 

"good night, xiao. i love you." 

"i love you more."

ending notes. edit, i wrote the first authors note about a week ago so i am not sick anymore lol but i still wanted to post this for those who are needing a bit of comfort this holiday season <3 also just bc xiao and forehead kisses >>> i hc to be taller than he is canon lol but anyways, there will be some special holiday posts between today and christmas day, so look out for those :)

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[fire-emblem-drabbles]

Day 5

Pairing: Ren Hana x reader

Prompt: Meloncholy

Description: How did you get caught in such a surreal situation? You can't help but feel terrible, so much so that you end up crying. But, your new best friend Ren is here to help!

Rating: sfw

Content Warning: Past kidnapping, imprisonment, non con touching (nonsexual), mentions of hurting reader, collars, ask to tag

Word Count: 872

Notes: Ren is my FAV from bytd I would actually let his do anything to me. Even if I am like, way taller than him. He can be my short king any day sdfjldfkj have I mentioned all these have been written in a row? Thank u queue its 10:30 rn After I get "caught up" these might be longer but I aint forcing nothing

You couldn’t help but settle heavy in the bed given to you, dread and fear weighing you down to the nice duvet under you. You can’t help but curl your fingers into it as you stare out the window, to the winter storm raging outside. You reach up to touch the collar around your neck your body shivers at the memory of electricity running though you.

How did you get into this mess? All you had wanted was a night out but… Ren and that other man… the drinks… being chased and… Ending up here.

You had really wanted to believe he helped you. He was nothing but sweet and polite, so you wanted to return that generosity but… the anklet. The collar you still wore. That he tested on you. This could only end badly for you, couldn’t it? But you had to be brave in the face of this, this…

You feel your eyes tear up. You really don’t want to cry, not now. He was some sort of fox; he would probably hear you sobbing from where ever he went off too but… you can’t help it, your stresses piling up until your fit to burst, leaving you in the little tears that stream down your face. It isn’t long before you’re downright bawling, shoving your face into the too nice pillow in a feeble attempt to muffle your voice.

Obviously, it doesn’t work and it isn’t long before you hear the undeniable sound of feet bounding down the stairs. You attempt to collect yourself in vain, but Ren is upon you before you’re even done rubbing your tired eyes.

“_____? Is everything okay?” His voice is so soft, so very sweet. As if he’s not the cause of all your problems.

“I-I’m sorry…!” You blubber out, scared he might do something else to hurt you. “I-I just…” It isn’t long before you burst into another fit of tears.

“H-hey it’s okay!” You jump as you feel his arms slither around your waist. Ren doesn’t let you go, though, merely pulls you closer into his embrace. “I know you’re probably a little confused… but I’ll take care of you, I promise!” He coos. “You don’t have anything to worry about, okay?” His words provide little comfort to you but you try to convince yourself to calm down regardless, taking slow deep breathes to even your breathing and hopefully stop sobbing.

“There you go, easy…” He hums as you take another shuddering breath. “What’s got you all sad for buddy?” he asks softly, laughing gently. You consider your words carefully.

“I-I’m just… not used to this place, is all.” You mumble softly. It wasn’t a complete lie, but you weren’t sure if it was enough to convince him. “I um, still sleep with a lot of stuffed animals and plushies so… I guess I just got a little lonely here by myself.” You admit softly.

“Oh, is that it?” Ren laughs softly. “If it would make you feel better… I could stay with you?” Your eyes widen at his proposition. Was that an offer you could even say no to? “I’ll even bring down one of my favorite plushies for you, hold on!” Before you can even think to argue, he’s racing off again, up the stairs. It’s silent a moment before you can hear him charging back down, pushing right into your door.

Triumphantly, he hold up something round. In the dark of your room it’s hard to make out but… “Is that a pusheen plush?” You ask softly.

“It is!” He grins, climbing back on the bed and handing it to you. It was covered in… orange fur, you noted, but it was impossible to mistake. You had this same plush back home… It was one of your favorites to cuddle to sleep. “She’s one of my favorites, but I think you need her more than I do.” He gives you a grin, his features softening as he looks at you.

“That’s really sweet of you…” You can’t help but mumble, holding her closely. “I had a plush just like this one, so… yeah.” You don’t know what else to say, look away from him. You definitely feel better then the minutes before but spending time with Ren felt strange. Like you shouldn’t be as relaxed as you feel.

“I’m glad you think so. I just want you to be comfortable here. With me.” The smile he gives you has an edge to it, his voice sweet with a sharpness. “So… don’t hesitate to trust me, okay?” It’s as if he read your mind. Or maybe perhaps, was questioning your motives.

“I… won’t.” You answer softly, laying down in the bed with the plushie protectively held to your chest. You go under the covers and mumble out. “Good night, Ren.” This time, you openly squeal as you feel his hands circle around your waist. He happily cuddled up to you, tail and legs wrapping around your own and head nuzzled atop yours.

“Night _____. Rest well.” His whispered voice in your ear causes you to shiver. You can’t help but think that you’ve only gotten yourself into a worse situation than the one you found yourself in before…

[all-risejd]

A New Judgment Chapter 12: A DDT and a Request (Poly Judgment Day)

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8. Part 9. Part 10. Part 11.

The rest of the week leading up to Smackdown was much the same. Finn and Nessa building Legos for stress relief, the boys doing interviews online, training almost every day to take bumps and maybe eventually fight and Rhea calling when she can with the time difference, Nessa secretly staying up to never miss the calls.

Early Friday morning Nessa gets one of these. Thankfully she was in Dominiks kitchen cleaning, unable to sleep so she snuck out to grab a snack then clean. She answers the phone.

"Hey Dems, any news?' Nessa asks quietly leaning on the counter and she hears Rhea whimper on the other line.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry Demi, what do you need?" Nessa asks grabbing a bag of marshmallows out of Dominik's cupboard and popping one in her mouth.

"I just need to talk to you, the boys will try to fix things you will just let me feel," Rhea answers and sniffles again trying to not sob into the phone.

"Of course mamela, do you want to tell me how you feel or just tell me about your Nonna? Whatever you need babe" Nessa offers and sits on the ground eating another marshmallow.

"My Nonna would have loved you. She always encouraged me to follow my dreams and to unapologetically be me..." Rheas voice cracks.

"I would have loved to have met her Dems. You are amazing and kind and sweet and an inspiration to many. Your Nonna was an incredible woman to be such an inspiration to you." Nessa praises leaning her head against the counter. "Would you like me to tell the boys?" Nessa asks knowing this isn't an easy topic to talk about. Rhea is silent on the other end for a moment.

"No, I think I need to call and tell them. I just can't at the moment it's like admitting it makes it too real.. You already know how to read me so well... I don't have to actually say the words..." Rhea trails off and Nessa's heart breaks for the woman.

"Of course, anytime you need anything I'm here Dems. I know what that is like..." Nessa yawns.

"Oh Bunny I'm sorry for keeping you up it must be 3 am there" Rhea apologizes, sadness still thick in her voice.

"No Dem's it's fine, I told you I'd be here for you and I will be for as long as you need me..." Nessa tries to reassure Rhea.

"Ok, Bunny. Thank you for everything." Rhea softly thanks Nessa.

"I haven't done anything, Darling." Nessa shakes her head even though Rhea can't see it.

"Bunny you have done so much without even realizing it, you have been so good and I don't know how I could handle this without you," Rhea praises making Nessa blush.

"Look, when you get back and we are at your house I am cooking for you. I am going to show you how I learned how to grieve and we will see if it helps you yeah?" Nessa offers wanting to help not fix.

"Yeah, that sounds nice. I'm going to let you sleep I have to go, I'm getting on a plane so I can be at Smackdown tonight. Goodnight Bunny, see you soon." Rhea says goodbye and Nessa does as well and they hang up.

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Flying out the morning of Smackdown Nessa clearly tired, the atmosphere sad in the car as they drive to the venue. Rhea had called and told the boys the news. They get there 30 minutes before filming starts, The cameras already filming their first promo which is just them entering, Damien escorting Nessa with her holding his elbow as she did in previous shows since he is rolling in both their bags, security opening the doors for them. Dominik and Finn trailing close behind. Damien pauses and leans down to talk to Nessa his face close to hers, cameras catching every moment. Dom and Finn are behind the cameras, letting this Promo be shot.

"Mamita it has been such a pleasure getting to know you better." Nessa twirls her hair and giggles,

"It really has been great, especially the other night" Nessa strokes her finger up and down Damiens's chest, looking up at him even though he is leaning down to be closer to her.

"Well Hermosa, we can have a repeat tonight if you want" His voice deepens and Nessa wraps her arms around his neck and plays with his hair,

"I would like that very much" She answers and he wraps his arms around her waist. The cameraman raises his hand to signal the end of filming and Nessa breaks the embrace resuming the previous position where she grabs his elbow and they all walk to their assigned locker room. Nessa leaning more on Damien than before.

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Once in the locker room, Nessa takes a seat on Damien's lap on the bench, this being a less cozy room than previous shows. She feels that he is still apprehensive about touching her since the signing but not all the time and she is so confused.

"Luis, have I done something wrong?" She asks her voice sounding soft and little. Damien glances down to Nessa and sighs wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Of course not Mariposa. I'm just trying to learn when certain touches are ok with you I can tell when you are starting to get uncomfortable like now... and you are forcing it. Don't force something that doesn't feel ok." Damien rests his chin on her shoulder and she leans into the embrace.

"Im just trying to work through touch aversion. You are safe, I know that. Finn is safe, I know that too. It's just sometimes it gets scrambled and I don't know how to stop it. I don't want you to feel like you messed up so I try to power through it." She bites her lip and Damien sighs again,

"Nessa, you powering through it makes it seem worse. Remember to communicate I need to know what is and isn't ok this isn't just about me." He tells her seriously and she deflates.

"I'm sorry, I just want to prove you didn't, and don't go too far because you assume you do. Just trust that I'll tell you when you do ok?" Nessa asks tapping her fingers on Damiens's arms.

"Ok, ill work on that and you promise to communicate when the touch is too much. Are you ok with this?" Damien asks and Nessa closes her eyes and nods her head. His hand travels up and grabs her chin turning her head to look at him.

"Words Nessa, I need words." Damien orders.

"Yes, I am ok with this. I promise I will tell you when it is too much" Nessa promises and Damien smiles in relief and tightens his arms around her, Dominik glancing over and smiling at them while Finn is stretching preparing for his match. Nessa pats Damiens's hands and he releases her and she gets off his lap and stretches. Damien reaches out and tickles her exposed stomach, her shirt riding up as she stretched. Nessa giggles and jumps back.

"I'm going to change and since there is no privacy in here I'm going into the bathroom." Nessa grabs her bag and enters the bathroom quickly changing and doing her makeup, going with a purple lipstick to better match the colors of the Judgment day. She walks out of the bathroom to see Rhea standing there already in her makeup and just needing to change her clothes. Nessa runs over and wraps her arms around Rhea's waist. Nessa doesn't say anything, just squeezes tighter as Rhea wraps her arms around Nessa's shoulders, the boys joining the hug and squashing Nessa between them.

"Help me" She squeeks almost unable to breathe making Rhea laugh and the boys break the embrace.

"I'm gonna change and get ready we have a promo in a bit" Rhea announces, just grabbing her clothes and starting to change in front of everyone.

"Woah, Woah, Woah..." Damien holds out his hands to stop her.

"Is Nessa ok with this? Have you asked her if she is comfortable with this she just went in the bathroom to change" He starts to fret glancing between Nessa and Rhea. Nessa shrugs and plops down on the bench.

"I have no issue with her changing in front of me, that is her choice if she is comfortable. We talked about it when we shared our hotel room this week." Nessa crosses her arms and smiles as Rhea finishes getting in her ring gear.

"You look good Mami" Nessa calls out and Rhea blushes doing a little turn just for Nessa's amusement, grateful she is trying to act normal and not treat her with kid gloves like the rest of the locker room and her partners. Rhea was annoyed at being stopped every 5 seconds by people apologizing for her loss but she is thankful they care for her.

Rhea holds out her hand for Nessa to grab and pulls her into another hug and places a quick kiss on her lips muttering thanks before breaking the hug and grabbing her title belt and Dom's hand. Nessa grabs Damiens's elbow and follows them out to go meet Kayla at Gorilla for their Interview. They all smirk as Kayla introduces them. Damien throwing his arm over Nessa's shoulders and pulls her close to him to the point where she braces her hand on his chest.

"Now, Damien, Dom last week you picked up a victory over Rey Mysterio and Santos Escobar... Despite Zelina Kind of embarrassing you, Nessa and Rhea..." Kayla starts and Rhea leans over and interrupts Kayla who puts the microphone in front of Rhea's face to capture what she is saying,

"Excuse me, Kayla! Embarrassed are you kidding me right now? She attacked our Nessa really!" Rhea rants and Kayla tries to say something but Dominik interrupts her as well.

"Kayla, just stop ok...You don't wanna make Mami mad. She is a little protective of our Nessa" Dom smirks and winks at Nessa. Damien speaks up, Kayla putting the Mic towards him careful not to bonk Nessa in the head.

"Kayla look, here's the deal. Santos Escobar, we all know he can go. What he can't do is pick friends. Rey Mysterio, The LWO, They shouldn't be getting involved in our business" He waves around the hand he isn't holding her with and Nessa bites her lower lip enjoying his accent that comes through when pronouncing their names and stares up at him as he continues talking, "And I know you are going to ask me about Bad Bunny, but I'm going to address that in the ring." He says and The Judgement Day's entrance music starts and he turns towards the curtain, Nessa still under his arm. Rhea and Dom following close behind after glaring down Kayla. Nessa steps out from under his arm once on the top of the ramp and stands between Rhea and Damien, her thumbs through her belt loop as the pyro goes off and they make their way down the ramp their names being announced and Damien doing his normal entrance moves. They reach the bottom of the ramp and he bumps forearms with Rhea before holding out his arm for Nessa again and strutting around the ring to the backside, Damien holds Nessa's hand as she climbs the steps before he joins her on the apron. This time stepping on the bottom rope and pulling up the middle rope to make it easier for her to get in since she struggled the last few times. This elicits cheers from the crowd. Once all four of them are in the ring the other three do their signature poses where Nessa does the belt loop thing similar to when Dom crosses his arms in front of himself before pyro. Damien goes to grab a mic and starts pacing around the ring, raising the mic to his lips, Nessa stepping back with Dominik and Rhea.

"Backlash is in San Juan Puerto Rico" Damien almost growls into the mic making Nessa shiver and smirk at Damien as he continues, " And the host, my friend Bad Bunny " Damien steps forward and grabs the top rope for a moment. "Now Bunny you wanna attend the show, sit in the front row again thats fine, have a great time. But if you put your hands on my family again" Rhea pats Doms shoulder and Nessa nods her head approvingly at Damiens Message as he continues "I mean we all know what can happen" Damien gestures to the Titantron. They all turn to watch the replay. Nessa and Dom clap watching Bunny go back through the table Rhea smiles in glee at what she saw and laughing doing a little jump in the ring as Damien lifts the mic to his lips again.

"I know that was bad" Nessa wipes away fake tears, "But I need you all to watch that again, can you play it in slow motion please" Damien asks gesturing to the Titantron again. Rhea laughs hard telling Damien, "that was amazing" And Nessa nods in agreement and claps again thanking Damien for defend Dom and her since Bunny wanted to mention her to goad Dom.

The LWO's entrance music comes on and Zelina comes out, Damien unzips his trenchcoat and takes it off, Rhea steps out of the ring onto the apron as Zelina waves a chancla and Rhea jumps down, Nessa leans on the ropes facing them. She jumps as Damien and Dominik fall to her feet having been attacked by other members of the LWO who after the one hit slid back out of the ring celebrating getting the jump on them. Damien whips around and glares them down, Dom doing the same as Rhea slides back into the ring to check on Nessa before also glaring.

Damien holds open the ropes where Nessa stands for her to get out, Dom does the same for Rhea and the three of them get out of the ring so the match can start between Damien and Santos.

Nessa claps and jumps up and down as Damien punches Santos after he tried to jump on Damien from the apron, Rhea calling out "You look like an idiot Santos." Before Damien throws Santos back in the ring and gets back in there as well. Damien gets a pin on Santos who kicks out at 2 and Rhea yells at the ref to learn how to count and Nessa yells out her agreement Dominik smiles like an idiot at the both of them. Nessa winces as Santos turns the match around and drop-kicks Damien.

"Come on Damien," Nessa yells out smacking the apron frustrated. Glad when Damien kicks out. Nessa cheers as Damien powers out of the corner and superkicks Santos out of the ring.

"That's right babe, Show him who is boss!"

Damien smiles at the encouragement and gets out of the ring and runs about delivering another hit to Santos that knocks him down and dazes him. Once back in the ring, Damien gets another pin on Santos who kicks out again causing Nessa and Damien to growl in frustration. Dominik whispers something in Rhea's ear that makes her laugh. Dominik stands on the steps raising his arms and Rhea and Nessa cheer as Damien stomps down on Santos maintaining control of the match and pulls Santos onto the lower rope from the apron. Santos gains control and lands a hurricanrana leaving Damien seemingly out in the middle of the ring.

"Damien" Nessa Calls out jumping on the apron only for Rhea to pull her off.

"Don't get ejected Bunny" Rhea whispers in Nessa's ear who relaxes in the hold so Rhea lets go. All three of them looking worried. Santos goes for the pin and Nessa sighs out in relief when Damien kicks out, Rhea on her knees looking relieved. Rhea gets up and the three of them bang on the apron trying to boost Damien and will him to regain control. Santos and Damien begin exchanging blows, Santos getting control, and ending in another pin which Damien kicks out of.

Santos picks up Damien who holds the top rope, Rhea pats Nessa's shoulder telling her it's time. Nessa and Dominik head over to that side of the ring while Rhea jumps up on the apron distracting the ref, Nessa and Dominik get on the apron, Nessa scratching Santos's thigh while Dominik hits his back causing Santos to Drop Damien and stumble into the ring gripping at both areas that were attacked. Nessa and Dominik dropping back off the apron, Nessa putting on her best innocent face as Damien hits the clothesline. Nessa gets pulled behind Dominik as the other two men from the LWO run toward them and start attacking Dominik. Nessa runs to Rhea to get to relative safety, eyeing where Zelina is. Rhea and Nessa look on concerned, thankful Damien hops out of the ring to save Dominik. Nessa throws up her arms as Santos dives out the ring shoving Damien onto the announce table and goes to grip her back which is still a little sore from her mishap.

Santos throws Damien back in the ring. Santos goes to the corner and Rhea grabs his ankle to stop whatever move he was going to do. Nessa backs up as Zelina slinks over knowing she isn't supposed to be physical this match. Rhea is prepared for this and turns int to it getting flung headfirst into the barricade. Nessa runs to check on Rhea seeing that Dominik is already back to his feet. Rhea is still on the ground gripping her head. Nessa grabs her face and looks into her eyes checking her pupils seeing they are the correct size and reactive. Once satisfied there is not a major head injury she kneels next to Rhea as Damien's entrance music plays signaling his win. Damien isn't finished punishing Santos yet, he throws Santos out of the ring and then Jumps out himself and goes over to the announce table. He rips everything off the table and gets ready to put Santos through the table as he did Bad Bunny but stops when Rey Mysterios music comes on.

Nessa and Dom turn to look at the Entrance ramp, Dom on one side of the ring and Nessa still kneeling next to Rhea who is clutching her head. Rhea powers through it to move in front of Nessa as Rey jumps over the barricade and attacks Damien and Dominik slides into the ring. Rey sets his sights on Dominik and gets in the ring. Nessa tries to move from behind Rhea only for Rhea to stop her until Rey throws the first punch, Dom fighting back, eventually Rey setting up the 619. Rhea and Nessa run around the ring to where Damien pulled Dom down out of the way and out of the ring, Nessa standing in front of them squaring her shoulders as the LWO start rolling into the ring, Rhea grabs her arm and switches places, putting Nessa under Damiens arm and then clutching her head as they back up the ramp, Damiens other arm over Doms shoulders. The two groups taunt each other Nessa holds up her hand to her hip taunting how short Zelina is even compared to her. Zelina sees and points to her,

"I'm coming for you again!" And Nessa Rolls her eyes and fakes scared again before waving off the threat as they disappear behind the curtain. Thankful they don't have to do anymore camera work they sigh in relief and Rhea stops clutching her head.

"Zelina is going to make me pay for that short joke next time we train together" Nessa groans leaning more into Damien and Rhea laughs.

"Hey Bunny if she goes too far let me know I'll take care of it" Rhea grabs Nessa's hand and they walk back to their locker room getting curious glances from a few people along the way. Nessa sees AJ sneer and she sneers back. Damien glances over and pulls Nessa closer.

"Ignore him Mariposa, he has a problem with anyone openly not straight." Damien whispers in her ear not knowing how angry that would make Nessa. Nessa spins out from under Damiens arm and Dominik is quick to grab her having heard what Damien said to her.

"Reinita it's not worth it, he's not worth it." Dominik struggles as she flails trying to kick out of his grip on her. Damien sighs and takes her from Dominik and throws her over his shoulder. She deflates knowing she isn't getting out of that and points to her eyes then towards AJ who just scoffs and rolls his eyes turning away from them. Nessa rests her elbows on Damiens's back and her chin on her hands just bouncing about as they walk back some other wrestlers laughing at the scene others waving at Nessa. Asuka waves joyfully at her, Nessa waves back and holds her hands in a praying position making Asuka laugh and shake her head, and Nessa pouts. Once they are in the locker room Damien puts her down and she huffs.

"I know Mamita but we can't go attacking people with different views from ours" Damien rolls his eyes.

"The difference of views is one thing but when he treats others differently and would celebrate and fight for the loss of our rights is another." Nessa grumbles adding on "may someone name a child after him and soon" She switches to yiddish she is so angry, "Lign in drerd un bakn beygl!"

"Uh what is that Mariposa?" Damien asks a little apprehensive seeing her so angry and pacing about the room.

"Basically wishing he would drop dead and burn in hell. The literal translation is may you lay in the ground and bake bagels" Dominik shrugs and laughs knowing she will burn through it soon enough. Nessa stops pacing about the room when there is a sharp knock on the door. Damien opens it and Zelina pushes in and heads straight to Nessa Rhea jumping in between them.

"It's ok Rhea, I got this" Nessa gently puts her hand on Rhea's arm and pushes so Rhea gets out of the way.

"Sorry, Thea got carried away out there. I know it is a sore subject." Nessa apologizes scratching her head.

"No that's fine the crowd loved it but now Vince is fighting with Paul about you wrestling me" Zelina warns and the rest of the people in the room start flipping out. The blood drains from Nessa's face.

"Hey no remember contractually that can't happen unless you agree." Dominik comes over and rubs Nessa's lower back trying to keep her calm.

"No, but he can try to punish you if I don't agree," Nessa says to the room and looks at Zelina who smiles sadly.

"Nooo Thea what did you do..." Nessa trails off.

"I told him I wouldn't do it you aren't ready and it is too dangerous. Little stunts here and there are fine because we practice those and you are learning the basics. You barely know how to take a bump let alone a match. So Paul and Vince are having it out about that too. I just wanted to warn you. And Jefe wants to talk to you." Zelina warns and Dominik violently shakes his head.

"Hell no, after last week he can't even come near her I won't allow it." He states as a matter of fact. Zelina and Nessa move in unison, leaning back and looking at him like "is he serious".

"While I agree I don't even want to see him right now you don't get to dictate what I do and do not do." Nessa pokes Dominik's chest who holds his hands up in surrender. "Thea thank you for looking after me and helping train me. You don't have to I know how you felt about mine and Doms relationship." Nessa genuinely thanks Zelina who glares at Dominik.

"You told her! Eres un comemierda!" She shoves him back. Nessa steps between them, knowing she can't win against Zelina but wanting to protect him nonetheless.

"Of course, he told me. What you said hurt him and he needed comfort." Nessa holds out her arm creating space between them.

"Wait and you aren't upset?" Zelina asks shocked and glances between the two of them.

"No, it is how you feel and you are allowed to feel that. You didn't try to break us up or come between us. You just stated your opinion and left it at that. It doesn't make you a bad person. You decided to take your own time to train me, you didn't have to do that." Nessa explains like it is the most obvious thing in the world. "Though I know Jefe probably asked you to train me" Nessa adds on knowing she is right. Rhea, Damien, Dominik and Finn smile at Nessa, at how kind and forgiving she truly is.

"Wow... Uh... Thank you. Just so you know I have no problem with you or people dating outside of their culture in general, It is just when those they date appropriate the culture and act like it is theirs. You are unapologetically you and you honor their culture while honoring your own and don't claim it as your own." Zelina steps forward placing a hand on Nessa's shoulder and continues "And this dynamic is weird, I don't understand it but I don't think any less of any of you because of it like some others. You be you" Zelina finishes, Nessa nods in thanks. Zelina takes that as her moment to leave.

Once Zelina is gone Nessa throws her head back and groans,

"I'm going to have to up the training, maybe Asuka will help me.."

"You know we can help you too? We are right here Luv?" Finn asks, partially offended.

"No I know but I am small and you guys are tall and can powerhouse. I'm not that strong or at least as strong as you guys but I can move. Their styles are more likely to work for me. I just don't want you guys to think I am trying to be too clingy with you all by spending all that time with you." Nessa fidgets with her fingers.

"We will help train you too if that is what you want Bunny, as will Asuka if you ask her. We want each other to be safe out there... for the most part..." Rhea explains and Finn looks happier with her response.

"Luv we have got to work on your self-esteem don't we." Finn shakes his head and goes to grab Nessa's bag so she can actually hold Damien's hand when they leave.

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They return to the hotel that night, Rhea is quiet unsurprisingly with what she is dealing with. They are in the hallway, their rooms across from each other again, Rhea's hand in Nessa's. Rhea squeezes Nessa's hand before speaking up.

"I want us all to sleep together tonight, please." Rhea looks to Nessa her eyes pleading.

"Yeah of course, I've been sleeping in a room with them all week for the most part...." Nessa admits as they all pile into the boy's room.

"What is for the most part?" Rhea asks plopping on the bed and spreading out. Nessa doesn't answer she just joins her on the bed laying her head on Rhea's shoulder not realizing how much she had been missing Rhea's cuddles.

"We found Nessa on the kitchen floor this morning asleep with a bag of marshmallows in her hand." Dominik snickers stripping down to his boxers and jumping on the bed, ignoring the completely empty bed. Damien stands at the edge of the bed and crosses his arms.

"If we are all going to cuddle Rhea then we need to be on the floor or have Paul start booking us a king-size bed again" He starts stripping the covers and pillows off the other bed and tossing them on the floor. "Ooh" Nessa exclaims and jumps out of the bed and grabs her key card and disappears for a few minutes leaving the door open. She comes back with a bunch of pillows and blankets in her arms, piled high above her head and kicks the door closed.

"Hey can one of you macho men help me please I can't see where I am going" She calls out to the room causing Rhea to laugh and Nessa sighs in relief as the pillows and blankets get taken of of her. They make what can only be described as a nest of pillows and blankets on the floor. Nessa is the first to plop down and calls out to Rhea holding out her hand. Rhea smiles and joins Nessa, laying down and pulling Nessa onto her chest again. The rest of the group joining the cuddle pile.

The next morning they catch their flight to Arkansas for Raw the following day

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All members of the Judgement Day are in their locker room getting ready for that nights Raw which starts airing soon. Nessa was quieter than usual and sitting off by herself after asking for a bit of personal space. The other members glance at her with concern, the young woman having been quieter than usual and just seeming off. Nessa looks around at them and sees their looks of concern.

"I just have a lot on my mind I am trying to sort through I promise it is nothing bad." Nessa gives a soft smile to the group who finishes getting ready, Rhea putting on leather pants which makes Nessa pout.

"I know Bunny, but I'm not wrestling tonight so there is no need for my ring gear" Rhea laughs and shakes her head at Nessa pouting, that pout changing when she sees Damien come out of the bathroom in a suit. He does a little twirl.

"Like what you see Mariposa" She nods and he chuckles as he walks over and kisses her forehead before continuing to let her have her space.

"All right looks like we are all ready and the dark match is over and the show is about to start. We need to head to Gorilla" Finn announces to the room gesturing to the door. Nessa gets up and grabs Damiens's arm, wearing one of Dom's flannels over her Judgement day shirt that is tied in the back to expose a sliver of skin and her shorts over ripped-up fishnets like Rhea normally wears.

"I wanted us to match Mami" Nessa pouts as they make their way to Gorilla, getting there just as the bloodline head out to their music.

"We can match next week Bunny. God I can't wait to be home and see my puppies." Rhea groans leaning against Nessa and Damien.

"I can't wait to meet them and make you some Kugel and Challah." Nessa momentarily grabs Rhea's hand.

"You don't have to do that Nes, I'm ok really." Rhea feels bad about how much Nessa has been doing for her so she tries to make her relax.

"I know I don't have to but I want to. It helps me so please" Nessa asks, fluttering her eyelashes so Rhea agrees.

"I thought Ojitos don't work on you Mami" Dominik pouts gesturing between Nessa and Rhea.

"Normally they don't, but who can deny this pretty face" Rhea coos while grabbing Nessa's chin making the people backstage laugh at them used to their antics and not at all surprised at the new member fitting in so well.

"Yeah yeah, let's not bruise that pretty face, right Hermosa" Damien gently pries Rhea's hand off Nessa's face as their music starts and he grabs a mic with his free hand.

"Yeah bruises are meant for below the chin" Nessa announces as they walk out smirking to herself knowing they have to control their reaction to what she said. They make their way down the ramp to cheers from the crowd, goosebumps rising up Nessa's spine. They reach the front of the ring and the other four just step up on the apron, Damien grabbing her hand and pulling her up to stand next to him. The other three get in the ring and face off against the bloodline while Damien sits on the ropes to give Nessa easier access to the ring. Once she is in she stands on the edge of the line Next to Damien so they are all staring down a member of the Bloodline except her. They stand like that for a minute, Jimmy pacing back and forth until Damien raises the mic to his lips.

"Paul." Damien turns to look at Paul before stepping in front of his partners and standing in front of Solo staring him down, Paul putting a hand on Solos chest trying to calm him down. The crowd chanting you suck. Paul holds out his hand to Damien,

"Mr Priest" He smiles his smarmy smile. Damien smirks and shakes his hand as Paul continues speaking, Damien resuming his position Next to Nessa

"Sir, an honor. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it's a very good day to be a very bad buy. If there is a heaven none of us are getting into it except maybe Nessa and that is iff at best. A short-term deal engineered by the tribal chief Roman Reigns." Jey takes the mic from Paul,

"Hey OG we don't know anything about what you are talking about". He states and Paul takes the Mic back as Jey continues on about Roman not texting or calling him to tell him.

"I know, your tribal chief didn't want anyone on our side... well except for Solo" Paul explains and continues "You know because there aren't any raised voices or sudden moves from Solo because the tribal chief wanted his Usos to almost be caught off guard by the enormity of this short term deal. You see, Even mister Balor isn't that happy about this because mr Balor has deep-seated anger issues. Mr Balor is going to put aside his deep personal feelings about us aside in the name of good short-term villainy. Speaking of which the Judgment day has a concern a bunny concern a bad bunny concern and Solo is an expert in assuaging concerns." Paul praises Solo as Rhea just glares Solo down and he returns the glare. Paul noticing the tension asks Jey to switch with Solo and they do, but Rhea switches with Finn to stay in front of Solo.

"Is uh... is everything ok here?" Paul leans between them asking and Rhea leans forward to answer,

"For now" and Paul sighs,

"Let me get to this before this whole situation goes the wrong way. The Judgment day needs something taken care of that is the name of Bad Bunny, Solo will handle that before your concerns become a problem because we in the bloodline have problems, we have a Kevin Owens problem a Sami Zayn problem, we have a Riddle to solve. We all know at backlash a first-ever 6 man tag team match...." Nessa zones out getting annoyed at how long-winded this man is. She zooms back in when she hears the Judgment day but rolls her eyes when he just keeps talking. She has to bite her cheek to keep from laughing when Paul grabs Dom's wrist apologizing that he has to see Rey up close again and nods towards Nessa as Rey's music starts. Damien guides Nessa to the ropes and holds them open for her to step out which she does and stands there as he does the same. He jumps down and grabs her hips and picks her up off the apron and lowers her to the ground before offering his elbow again, their partners right beside them as they leave while Rey gets in the ring.

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They go back to the next area they are supposed to be in for their next segment after the next 2 matches and just relaxing. Damien is leaning up against the wall Nessa leaning up against his chest, his arms wrapped around her. Dom and Rhea sitting in the two chairs provided, Finn lounging on their laps.

"What was that before we went out there Princesa" Damien whispers in her ear tightening his grip on her, and Nessa lets out a little embarrassed whine. Dominik glanced over and smirking not going to explain this one that has to be on Nessa.

"Sometimes, I like to... with... when...." Nessa struggles to form a coherent sentence and Damien kisses the top of her head. Nessa pauses and takes a deep breath steadying herself.

"Once I am more comfortable... I like to be handled a little roughly sometimes. sometimes I like the bruises because I can control when, where and who they came from..." Nessa blushes and turns to hide her face in Damiens's chest. He pats her head trying and failing to not laugh because if he did what he was thinking he would cross a line.

"Is that what has been on your mind all day." Rhea asks from her seat and Nessa groans and shakes her head no, careful to not rub her makeup off on Damiens's suit jacket.

"Then what is Mariposa?" Damien places his finger under Nessa's chin making her look up at him and she licks her lips trying to regain the moisture her anxiety has zapped from her.

"Can we table that until we are in Florida, I want to talk to you all together in private?" Nessa asks her voice cracking from the nerves.

"Why can't you when we get back to the hotel tonight?" Finn asks curiously.

"Oh,... I see," Rhea says out loud after seeing Nessa's expression.

"What?! What do you see?" Dominik asks, freaking out that he might have missed something when normally he is the one able to read Nessa.

"She has made her decision and wants us in a place familiar to us so we are more comfortable which will make her more comfortable" Rhea explains and Nessa looks at her grateful.

"Oh,..." Dominik softly responds, tension and worry filling his body.

"Oh calm down Dom Dom, I'm sure it is good news and she just wants to discuss some more boundaries with it" Rhea grabs Dom's thigh, Finn having hopped off previously to pace about the room. Nessa fights every muscle in her body to not nod and agree, wanting to discuss everything at once and not have to field a bunch of questions for the rest of the night.

"Ok the conversation is tabled as Mamita asked, don't pester her about it. Let her bring it up when she is ready" Damien announces to the group. He releases Nessa and pushes off the wall as the Cameraman enters signaling their segment is about to start. Nessa leans up against Dominik, Rhea looking at her nails and smirking before resting her hand back on Dominiks thigh.. Damien starts talking as the cameraman signals the start of the promo, Finn slapping Doms shoulders and squeezing them a maniacle smile on his face.

"Isn't that something huh guys? Bad Bunny returning to Raw next week. As long as he returns with a different attitude though..."

"Thats true" Finn agrees, the rest of them nodding along and Damien continues,

" For one he knows what can happen" Nessa cocks her head and raises her eyebrows like she is impressed looking Damien up and down. "And I'll just stop being his friend" Damien shruggs and Dominik scoffs and speaks up.

"Priest, You don't need to be Bad Bunnys friend, Just like I don't need Rey Mysterio to be my father." Finn puts one hand on Rheas shoulder keeping the other on Doms as he continues speaking, " But watching Solo rip piece by piece until there isn't any Rey mysterio left..." He trails off as they see Paul walk in.

Paul eyes them all, Nodding to Nessa who just maintains her stare.

"Satisfied?" He asks his phone in his hand. Damien turns to Finn and aks, "Finn what do you think?" Most of the members of the Judgement still looking at Paul who is smiling smugly. Rhea keeping her eyes on Dom and glancing to Nessa.

"Ehh" Finn answers crinkling up his nose and the smile falls off of Pauls face,

"Ehh?" Paul mimics back shocked and Nessa responds.

"Yeah Ehh", Paul rubs his palm on his chest thinking of how to respond,

"Allright I'll live with Eh, but now it is your turn to do Ehh, But do Ehh to Kevin Owens, Sammy Zayne and Matt Riddle tonight so you don't fall in to debt with your tibal chief." Paul explains and Nessah sighs in annoyance.

"In debt, no that sounds like an issue between Roman and the Usos, As far as the Judgement day goes we handle our business" Damien answers as he grabs Nessas hand and pulls her closer to him.

"The Tribal Cheif would also like to have a meeting with Miss Nessa, there is some business he wishes to discuss with her that is not for your ears." Paul announces. Damien tightens his grip on her and Rhea stands up blocking Nessa from Pauls view and gets in his face.

"Bye Paul" She nearly growls, getting protective of their newest member. Paul begins to side step away telling his phone to call Roman Reigns. They hear him explain what they said and that there is going to be a problem getting a meeting with Nessa. The camerman signals that the camera is off.

"Come on lets get ready for our match." Damien orders this time which surprises Nessa as it is normally Finn who keeps them moving. They all return to their locker room quickly only to be stopped before they enter it. Hunter leaning up against the door to the locker room.

"Ah Nessa perfect, I need to speak to you privately please. He pushes off of where he was leaning and gestures down the hallway. Damien gives her hand a squeeze for encouragement before letting go, Nessa following him down the hallway.

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Nessa comes back about 15 minutes later, paler than before and knowing the news isn't going to go over well with the group who is already overprotective of her. She just walks in the locker room knowing they are already changed.

"Finally Mamita... Mariposa what's wrong" Damien gets up from where he was stretching and gently grabs Nessa's hand.

"Uh, please promise you won't get upset and you will not try to interfere with the decision." Nessa announces to the room but stays looking into Damiens eyes. Damien clenches his jaw but nods in agreement.

"Next week Bunny is going to come out with a kendo stick and attack you which you know,... I am to take a hit or two ." Nessa squeezes Damiens hand as he pops his neck clearly trying to control his temper, his jaw so taut she is afraid he is going to break some teeth.

"There is something else Princesa what is it?" Dominik asks coming over, Rhea and Finn doing the same. Nessa stares at the ground as she answers Dominik,

"There is going to be a fight ringside between me and Zelina instead of Zelina and Rhea. Rhea is going to get ejected because I won't do a match yet so I have to get physical. Vince is having a dick measuring contest with Hunter right now so if I play along nicely there may be more title opportunities, If I don't the draft may not go our way..."

"Nessa, I need to go for a quick walk, I am not upset with you but I need to calm down before our match so I don't go too far and hurt someone." Damien informs Nessa before storming out the room, the door slamming behind him making Nessa jump. Rhea grabs Nessas hand comfortingly. Nessa stands up on her toes to place a kiss on Rheas cheek.

"I think we are going to have to meet him at Gorilla because he will not be calmed down enough until then" Nessa says more so to herself than to the others but they hear and make varying noises of agreement.

"Nessa are you ok Luv?" Finn asks, remembering the last time Damien got that angry.

"Hmm... oh yeah, I was expecting and ready for that. I'm not as fragile as I seem not everything is going to trigger me. So please don't act like it. I will tell you or signal in some way if I am." Nessa sits down on Rheas lap as Finn and Dominik return to stretching and warming up.

"Thats fair Luv. When we get to Florida would you like to help me with some of the sets I have at Rheas place?" Finn asks trying to steer the conversation to something they have in common. Nessa's eyes light up at the invitation and she eagerly nods her head.

Eventually they get a knock on the door signalling it is time for them to head to Gorilla and as Nessa said Damien was there waiting for them. Clearly still upset but it is not radiating off of him as much. He relaxes more as he sees his partners and Nessa who bounces over to him and grabs his hand and tugging down making him bend over for her. She steals a quick peck on the lips before their music starts and they go out onto the top of the ramp, lights low and smoke billowing out at their feet. As the music swells Rhea lifts her title and Damien does his normal entrance moves before grabbing Nessas waist and pulling her close to him possesively as they reach the bottom of the ramp.

Rhea and Dom split to one side of the Ring, Finn goes to the immediate corner opposite and Damien and Nessa go to the far corner. Damien holds Nessa's hand as she walks up the steps then ascends them as well holding up the edge of his coat so he doesn't trip. Damien and Finn on the same side of the apron sit on the middle rope for Nessa who still has to hop over a little and is glad she doesn't stumble. Finn and Damien quickly join her in the ring and cross it so they can pose behind Dom and Rhea. Nessa standing between Finn and Damien holding the top rope and smirking glancing up at Damien and biting her lower lip appreciating how his arms flex and move when he bounces on the ropes and does his poses. Nessa and Rhea get out of the ring, Rhea tossing her arm around Nessas shoulders to keep her close and to drive home the point that Nessa is a full member of the Judgement day. Nessa and Rhea cheer on their men as the match continues on, Rhea and Nessa standing at the corner with Rhea as Finn kicks Kevin repeatedly until he rolls out of the ring.

"Oooooooh" Nessa giggles and jumps up and down as Rhea looks at him predatorially and drops her title as he rolls out on to his feet. She runs over and clotheslines him making him nearly do a flip. She keeps moving over to the barricade and sits against it smiling maniacally. Finn gets out of the ring and throws Kevin back in. Rhea gets back up once she is sure she isn't going to be ejected. Rhea struts back over to Nessa and pulls her in to her side and does her little running and jumping thing.

The match continues on with people getting tagged in and out leading to Sammy being the legal man with Dominik in the ring, Sammy getting on the top rope and Rhea jumping up and pulling his leg making him rack himself on the top rope and fall to the mat. Kevin seeing this picks up a shirt and throws it at Rhea.

"Hey don't you throw stuff at Mami!" Nessa yells at him as Dominik lands the frog splash and pins Sammy only for Kevin to slide in the ring and break up the pin. Finn gets in and drop kicks Kevin and Riddle gets in and knees Finn, only for Damien to get in the ring and hit the elevated flat liner. Sammy gets up and clotheslines Damien out of the ring. Sammy goes to slingshot off the ropes but Rhea grabs his leg and the ref sees ejecting her.

Nessa wants to plead Rheas case but Rhea is Yelling at the ref. Rhea storms out. Nessa tries to keep her hands from shaking knowing no matter how the match ends what comes after. Nessa groans as Kevin, Sammy and Riddle get the win. The Usos come out and before long there is an all out brawl with the LWO joining Zelina running straight to Nessa. Nessa is able to block a few hits and actually land a punch on Zelina who pauses shocked for a moment before preceding to land hit after hit on Nessa before landing a DDT leaving Nessa writhing on the ground in pain grasping her neck and head.

Finally the attacks end and the filming is over. Nessa knows she still has to sell the attack so she stays down on the ground, Damien and Dom helping her up, them also limping and selling their injuries. Damien picking her up holding her in both arms Nessa throwing her arms around Damiens neck and laying her head on his shoulder closing her eyes as they go up the ramp and backstage. Once they are safely backstage Damien gently sets Nessa down, Rhea already there waiting starts checking her over for injuries.

"Guys, i'm fine I landed right and she took care of me" Nessa tries to shrug off their hands and stretching to help with the tension she gained from the physical altercation.

She isn't shocked when Hunter comes up to them looking proud.

"Hey Nessa, you did great out there. He shouldn't be a problem going forward there have been some things brought to light again to the powers that be. That being said great job out there with having so little training you have a natural tallent for selling and potentially holding your own. In light of recent events I am cancelling your live events this week, you guys only have to do a few online interviews. So go enjoy a few days off and Rhea we are sorry for your loss. Take the time you need, we appreciate you coming back so fast after what happened." He shakes all of their hands individually before turning to walk away.

"Sir" Nessa calls out. He turns and she pops her neck before speaking.

"I need serious training, not just for bumps but for a potential future match that doesnt end with me getting my ass beat. I jumped in to this full time no training no clue what I am doing. I am a nurse not a fighter not a wrestler. If I am going to be expected to do these things to protect them then I need a new trainer. The current trainer is great but I Need more serious training than what he can offer. The judgement day will help but I need you to pair me with someone as well. I trust your judgement on that."

"I think I can swing that Miss Klein. After that excellent show you put on out there yeah we can swing that. I'll be in touch or Adam will be in touch if not me" Hunter smiles almost gleefully as he walks away.

"Come on the show is over lets pack up and head out so we can go get some sleep and be up early for our flight to florida tomorrow morning" Finn tries to herd the group who grumbles but follows along.

[infamous-if]

“Unless you ask me not to in the next five seconds, I'm going to hug you." For Mc/Victoria, hope your doing alright and feel better soon!

Your wish is my command <3 and thank you!

"Victoria?"

The sniffling you heard from the living room stops the moment you creep inside the bedroom, greeted by the sight of Victoria on the foot of the bed, her head down and her hair a fiery red veil that shields her face.

In her hands is a crumpled tissue, her fingers clenching and unclenching it in her grip as if a makeshift stress ball. Her chest shakes as she tries to catch her breath, which stutters with her sobs that have yet to be tempered.

"I'm fine," she mumbles quickly, her voice weak. "I just need a moment."

"You don't look fine."

She furiously wipes at her face, her cheeks flushed and her mascara making angry streaks down her eyes. Fine is the last word you'd use to describe her. She looks positively broken. "Well, I am," she snaps, and then her face crumples. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you."

You creep closer, approaching her like she's a wounded deer. "What happened?" you prod softly. "Was it G again?"

The mention of G has another sob tearing at her throat and you freeze in place. "How can you say you love someone and then continue to hurt them?" Victoria asks, putting the heels of her hands into her eyes in a child-like attempt to stop the tears from falling. "How can they do this to me over and over?"

"Victoria-"

"Why does it hurt so much if it happens all the time?" Her hands drop to her lap and she looks at you, looking like she's searching for a real, genuine answer from you. "Why haven't I gotten used to it?"

"I don't think humans ever get used to pain," you try weakly.

She blows out a breath and stares at a point on the wall behind your shoulder. "Why can't I be indifferent then?"

You think about it, offering her a small smile. "Indifferent? That doesn't sound like you."

Another tear falls down her face. Her expression has gone from destroyed to dispassionate; like she's gone numb.

"Loving, caring, warm...that sounds like you. You're like...sunlight." You bite your lower lip, your heart twisting. You wish...everything she gives to G, everything G doesn't deserve, you wish she gave it to you instead. "Indifference doesn't help you avoid the pain. It just helps you smother it until pain is all you know and you can no longer tell the difference."

She wipes her nose with the back of her hand, her lower lip shuddering. "Is that how you really see me?"

A small trace of panic crosses your chest and your words fail you. So, you nod.

A tiny, hesitant smile appears. "You're my sunlight too."

The words make you laugh and a moment later, she follows. God. It's nice to hear that laugh. Victoria crying is a sound you never want to hear again.

"Now." You raise a finger. “Unless you ask me not to in the next five seconds, I'm going to hug you. Five."

Her eyes widen. "Wait-"

"Four."

"My makeup!" She raises two palms to stop you.

"ThreeTwoOne," you say in one quick breath and throw yourself on the bed. Victoria cackles out a laugh as you wrap your arms around her, both of you falling your back.

"You're ridiculous!" But she doesn't look at you like you're ridiculous. In fact, she's looking at you like the very sunlight she claims you are.

You grin. "Maybe, but you like it."

"Yeah. I do."

[cerseis-fav-maiden]

A/N: I’m feelin some angst comfort today soooo I’m gonna write this tho no one asked for it lol

Oh ok….going home?

Melissa Schemmenti x FemReader

(Not my gif)

You and Melissa had been dating for about 5 months now but this was your first Valentines with her you were so excited you were gonna take flowers to her at Abbott and some pasta you made…plus you decorated the whole house…she always loved that you enjoyed cooking as well you get all dolled up and get onto your car heading to Abbott then you text her about your arrival because she hates surprises and she has a new kid who’s really rowdy so she’s most likely stressed

You: Hey mel I brought you lunch I’m almost there your in the kitchen right?

🩵mel🩵 : I am.

You: okie!!

You begin to think you shouldn’t have done this by her response..but to late now your already flowers in your purse and pasta in hand… you walk in immediately greeted by Barbara who adores you “awe you brought her food on Valentines how sweet y/n!” Melissa sits grading not even acknowledging your presence you really thought she’d be excited…you slowly walk over “hi mel…” you say timidly putting the Tupperware of food next to her on the table “hm?” She responds “oh thanks you gonna go home now? Cause I have my hands full right now and I don’t need you here right now” You’ve always been sensitive but that really hurt you you being to tear up “um yeah sorry to bother you” you practically run out of the room as soon as the door shuts behind you everyone’s eyes turn to Melissa

Then out of silence barb says “Melissa Schemmenti what in gods name is wrong with you?!” Melissa scoffs “nothing? Just busy why?” Barbs turn to scoff “PLEASE LIKE YOU DIDNT JUST ENTIRELY DISMISS YOUR GIRLFRIEND WHO DID SOMETHING NICE FOR YOU ON VALENTINES?!?” Melissa starts to think and goes “oh please I’m sure she’s fine” barb laughs “ok lemme call her” she calls me I answer clearly stuffy nose and wobbly voice “what’s up barb?” “Are you ok hunny?” “Sure, yeah it’s fine maybe she just didn’t want to talk to me on Valentines I get it it’s ok” I say crying again Mel tears up and signals for barb to hang up “ok well I’m taking her class for the rest of the day and she’s coming to you” Mel is quick out the door and in her car…

You meanwhile are at your shared home sobbing on the couch flowers on the floor in front of you you hear a car pull up and panic you don’t want her to be even more mad so you run and lock your self in the bathroom she comes in seeing all the decorations and she feels so horrible “where you at sweet girl!?” She yells into the house walking down the hall hearing you in the bathroom she stop’s outside the door “hun?” You choke out a response “yes? Are you ok?” She sighs “come out here please I’m sorry” you cry a bit “your not mad?” She tears up “no hun I’m not I promise I’ll explain I just want to hold you please I’m so sorry” you stand opening the door standing there shyly tear stained face and say “hi” she chuckles sympathetically “hi pretty girl” she reaches out but doesn’t hug you yet asking silent permission in which you nod she repeats over and over while hugging you “I’m sorry I’m so sorry” you pull away walking to the living room picking up the flowers and half heartily handing them to her she takes them “thank you baby” I smile lightly “um I hope you liked the pasta there’s more in the fridge” she tuts at you “nu uh dearie we are talking about this you can’t just let people hurt you hun” i sigh “I know Mel I just can we change into pj’s and lay on the couch first” she smiles brightly “anything you want darling”

We both change and I beat her to the couch she quickly follows pulling me into her lap “ok love I’m sorry I know I’ve said that a lot I snapped at you over stress at work something I should never do none the less on Valentines” I nod accepting her apology burying my head into her neck “ok so wanna bake together after a well deserved nap?” she asks trying to cheer you up “yes Mel that sounds perfect thank you!” You forgive her understanding her reasoning and the rest of the day is perfect…

[ughgoaway]

Aw no I'm so sorry that you're not feeling good 😔 I wish there was something I could do to help. Have you read toomuchracket sweetheart George series?? These are so fluffy and soft and adorable and just melt me so they might help you feel better 😊 also remember the fic that you write that was SO GOOD where Matty thought teacher was breaking up with him because she was stressed and busy at work and hadn't replied to his messages.

I bet he would be so sweet and gentle and understanding if she was going through a hard time, maybe she's short tempered and feeling low mood but can't put her finger on what's wrong. I feel like he'd want to be there with her all the time but would also understand if she needed some space. he might do things like run her a bath or brush her hair for her. Fill up her water bottle so she stays hydrated or encourage her to go out for some fresh air and a little walk with him.

🎄

I am so sorry for how late i am replying to this, I feel asleep mid-blurb this night, and this got lost in my drafts!!

oh yes, I ADORE the sweetheart George series, mads can literally do no wrong in my eyes!!! that's a very good depression recommendation, though. I will defo keep in mind the next time I'm sad lol

omg, I had completely forgotten about that blurb, yes!!! I remember not liking the finished result when I wrote it, but maybe my brain is playing tricks on me...

don't even with soft matty looking after teacher reader, OH MY HEARTTTTT.

(rambles below the cuttttt)

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despite you being very short with him, matty is still a sweetheart. he has been watching you get more and more tired over the week, and knew tonight would be the night where it all just boiled over.

i think like you said, nothing big happened, just something has been building within you all week, and it's been driving you crazy. and when you start snapping at him, you immediately feel awful. but you just can't help it.

so he was prepared. he went out and bought some nice snacks (fancy m&s snacks for those who know), some nice bath salts, and even a fancy candle that he knows you'll love.

"Oh darling, please stop crying. it's okay, just wanna look after my girl" (this does not work. you just cry again. and then you cry whenever you think about him saying this)

he manages, after some convincing, to get you into the bath he ran for you, and you immediately relax. and then start sobbing because he is so kind and you don't quite know how to deal with it.

matty hears and comes rushing in (after knocking and asking if he can come in, which makes you cry even harder) and he just rubs your back, maybe even offers to wash your hair for you. he uses his fancy curly shampoo and conditioner, which once again makes you cry.

when you get out, you watch a little film, maybe your favourite. you eat the snacks matty got you and just cuddle on the sofa. I think Annie comes home at some point during this, and she can tell you're feeling off.

she doesn't say anything because she's aware enough to know to keep that to herself. she just jumps on the sofa and burrows in between you and matty. He smiles over her head, and he sees your eyes welling up again and can't help but giggle and squeeze you tighter. you lightly laugh at the absurdity of your emotions.

anyway, this is my dream when I am depressed but I just order takeaway and cry :)

maybe you all take mayhem for a walk the next morning, and annie says, "Are you feeling better today y/n?" And you're a bit caught off guard but say, "uh, yes I am sweet girl, thank you for asking. "

she nods and runs off quite happily with mayhem in the park. you look at matty, and he immediately shakes his head, "I didn't tell her anything, promise!" he holds his hands up in faux surrender, and you believe him.

[booburry]

WIP WEDNESDAY

Hey! Promise I didn't die...life was just kicking my ass for a bit.

Below is an update to Chapter 7 of Echoes in Time. The working title is "Let me wake from this slumber". Below the read more is the first entry to the chapter.

Update: I know I must feed the children, and I do sincerely apologize for the delay in dinner(read as "It's a Canadian custom to apologize even if you know everyone understands and isn't upset" 🙃). This chapter has been a struggle but I attribute it (hopefully) to the stress I have been dealing with but that cloud has finally passed and I am finding the energy to write again (yaaaaaaaay!). 🥳

Because y'all have been so pleasantly patient and sending lovely messages of support and kind words to this delay (it is honestly such a refreshing feeling, and I am so greatly appreciative to those who reached out and those who silently think the same) I have included a long snippet of the next chapter. I have about 2 to 3 other major scenes to write out before the final edit.

The time spent with Vlad on The Eye went by quickly. It was interesting to hear him talk, his Russian accent being foreign for the time she was in, but a nice and familiar sound for her. He told her, to great lengths, what he did up here, what the purpose of The Eye was, how they tracked anomalies and what they looked like.

“Captain Cora, coming in for docking. Am I clear?” Vlad chuckled at her voice while Mallory only felt more dread—was Sam really using his daughter to try and make her drop her guard?

They were looking at the chartered map to the new anomaly Vlad had found when they were hailed by The Frontier. Mallory’s stomach dropped—was Sam really here? She prayed he didn’t bring that woman with him...

Well...no matter their intent, it was inevitable their meeting.

It was also inevitable that, despite the knot in her stomach, she was excited to see Cora. However, when it was only Cora and Vasco who walked from the Frontier, she became worried, and when Cora ran towards her with tears in her eyes?

That broke her heart.

Cora crashed into Mallory, tightly wrapping her arms around her and hugging her securely. Instinctively Mallory bent down slightly to enwrap Cora with comfort, a hand smoothing the child’s hair.

“I missed you!” She said to Mallory with both pain, sadness and upset.

“I missed you too, kiddo,” Mallory admitted as she placed her nose into her hair, feeling Cora slightly relax in her arms. “It’s that bad, huh?” She asked her after a moment, feeling Cora nod against her.

“Dad has been miserable, and Mom...well it’s been nice when we are alone, but I don’t like how she talks to Dad, or how she talks about you.” Cora muttered into Mallory, her arms tightening towards the end as she processed her anger and dislike towards her mother. “And they fight every night. I think Dad tries to keep his voice down but—why did you have to leave?”

Mallory felt her body jolt as she held back a sob, hearing the pain and anger behind Cora’s words, and at the distress she felt to know how miserable it had been for Sam—she couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty about leaving him.

Cora, however, did not hold back any of her tears, as she started sobbing in Mallory’s arms.

“Let it out, kiddo, you’re allowed to be upset by it all—even me being away, alright?” She didn’t let Cora leave her embrace, deepening her hug as she felt the guilt of not being with her—of leaving her behind in that toxic environment. “I’m so sorry, Cora. I wasn’t trying to get away from you, and I am sorry I didn’t talk to you about it.” Cora nodded against her with a sniffle.

“Thank you.” She politely said, her grip on Mallory releasing as she stepped backwards. “Are you going to make me go back?” Cora asked as she rubbed her eyes. Mallory smiled, knowing that she of course would be taking her back if Sam didn’t come here first, but she also had the responsibility to protect the kid from the situation she ran from.

“If I am not mistaken, it is past your bedtime so...best you sleep here, and we take you back in the morning. Okay?” Cora instantly smiled and nodded her head in agreement. “Now, I am sure Vlad would show you a few things. Let me call your Dad so he knows where you are.”

“Oh, I left him a note! He knows.” Cora said with a chirpy tone, skipping off to Vlad, her child-like enthusiasm springing back into her step as she knew she was safe. Mallory smiled while she felt that pit grow at the idea of Cora’s notes, the words she wrote her filling her mind—completely unhelpful as Mallory was about to call her father.

As she watched Vlad and Cora mutter about something, she picked up the direct comm line to The Lodge. She waited until the connecting tone was finished—meaning someone picked up.

“Hello?” Mallory asked in a rushed tone, but when she heard nothing in return, she got a bit snippy. “Hello?!” She demanded.

“Uh, hi.” Sam slowly greeted, the demand and anger in Mallory immediately disappearing. “She’s with you, isn’t she.” Sam continued, saying it as a fact and not a question, his voice giving away how broken he was.

“Yes, she said she left you a note...” Mallory advised, feeling another rush of guilt that he wasn’t here for her to comfort. She heard him give an empty laugh.

“Yeah, I...I found it when I went to check on her. I can’t—” He stopped his speech with an exasperated sigh. “I gotta stop fucking this up.” He muttered, obviously to himself but Mallory could not unhear it and knew where those words, that thought of blame, came from.

“Is she still there?” Mallory asked slowly, and when Sam didn’t respond, she only pushed on. “I know I may be overstep—”

“No, Mallory, you aren’t.” Sam cut her off, the emptiness even more present in his voice than before. “I’m so sorry.” He added, an evident strain in his voice, a breathlessness that was only brought on through pain and guilt. “I’m, uh, I’m working on getting her to leave.” He added quietly.

All Mallory could do was take a deep, shaken, breath.

“I won’t bring her back while she is there Sam, so...just call us once she does.” She said before hanging up, knowing if she listened to his voice any longer, her walls would start to crumble again—and she couldn’t risk losing that safety.

Mallory turned to look at Cora, forcing a small smile towards her as she saw how anxious she suddenly looked. Vlad had brought her over into the living quarters to get her a space to stay.

“Your mom’s almost gone, kiddo. Just going to hang out here until your dad calls.” Mallory stood next to Cora, smoothly running a hand over her hair with nothing but affection and warmth behind the motions. Cora, naturally, fell into Mallory. “You tired?” She asked and Cora just quietly. “C’mon, let’s get you to bed.”

Mallory slowly started walking, holding onto Cora and slowly guiding her to the closest cot.

“Would you...would you read to me?” She asked Mallory, a soft pain in her voice behind the request. “I—Dad used to read to me and make silly voices...you don’t have to—”

“I’ll try my best.” Mallory immediately reassured Cora, her heart melting that she would seek such comfort from her and also at the idea of Sam reading bedtime stories to his daughter with a multitude of voices. She tucked Cora in and grabbed one of the many books that were within the living quarters. And so, until Cora was deep into her sleep, Mallory sat and read ‘Dracula’ to her with her best, stereotypical, accent for the character—which she also had to explain to Cora was the original accent associated with the literature, immediately curious at what she thought was the ‘normal’ one. Her signal to stop was Cora’s light snoring and Vlad letting her know Sam was on the comm line for her.

[tender-rosiey]

Hello! I have a scenario, idea of some sort where the reader is very frustrated and angry to the point she snaps at Dazai. Reader is crying because of her situation with work (?) My apologies if my grammar is incorrect. English isn’t my first language. I hope you understand, thank you! :’D P.S: I hope my scenario made sense (^-^;)

SHUT UP — dazai osamu x gn!reader

ᴀ/ɴ: mwuah very nice to the point it actually made me write for dazai again so kudos to you, sweetheart; your english is perfect, don’t worry 💕

work is shit, a famous phrase you have read before; but, now it truly feels like shit. no one is acknowledging your efforts in anything. the work you have never seems to lessen, instead, increasing by every passing day. it has been this way for a while, and everyday you would wonder just when would you have enough of this and just snap.

unfortunately, today was the day when the decision was made and on the wrong person.

sometimes, when we feel drained, mad, infuriated, and overall just done with everything around us, we need time with ourselves to figure it all out slowly.

and out of everyone, dazai gets it the best. however; today, for some reason, he has forgotten that and kept pestering you about what’s bothering you.

you open the door to your shared apartment with a groan as you grumble, “‘am home,” and you hear him greeting you back.

you see his head pop out of the kitchen, “how are you, belladonna?” then continues his walk towards you to place a kiss on your forehead. “y/n, what’s wrong?” he ask softly, “sweetheart, you know can tell me anything, right?” you leave his embrace to walk to your bedroom, “honey, at least tell me what’s bothering so I can help you,” and he still gets no response from you.

“y/n—“

“CAN YOU JUST SHUT UP?!”

a ringing silence fills the room after your yelling, “y/n this, y/n that; CAN’T EVERYONE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! I AM DONE! I AM TIRED! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!”

and with that you slam the door to your bedroom sliding down to the ground as soon as you hear the door click, your tears that have been held for years, begging for release, finally cascading down your face. you hug your knees to your chest, hiccuping and sobbing, heart can’t take it anymore: the pressure and the stress.

though your spiraling thoughts stop for a moment when you hear the voice of your husband, “y/n?”

“leave me alone, ‘samu.”

you hear him heave a sigh as you hear a thud on the ground, “I am not leaving you, even if it means I am sleeping on this very dirty and cold floor.”

somehow that manages to make you stop crying, “I am tired.”

you hear him hum, a sigh for you to continue, “everyone is dismissing my efforts, my boss is being shitty, my co-workers too, and I feel like it’s a never ending cycle, I-I am seriously drained.”

“I told you to let me put the fake cockroach in his sandwich, but nooo,” you knock harshly on the door, “okay, sorry; now listen…” you hear him take a deep breath, “I am not gonna tell you to toughen it up and put up with it and that it will definitely pass.”

you hear rustling on the opposite as he speaks, “you are not obligated to put up with the crap everyone makes you deal with; you can switch jobs and if that isn’t what you want then I can give your boss and co-workers a piece of my mind,” he threatens making you chuckle lightly.

the sound makes a smile appear on his face as he looks down at the ground, eyes filled with a fondness you’re unable to see right now, “or maybe you can just quit and I can pamper you all day long, make you the happiest person to walk the earth.”

“you’re talking like you earn any money, ‘samu,” you say which makes your husband gasp offended.

“must I tell you that I am very reliable detective that everyone asks for?”

he can’t see you but he is sure that you roll your eyes before replying, “a detective that only has a futon in his room with 3 bottles of sake.”

“I got them for us,” he whines before knocking, “can you open this door? I would really love to be able to hug and kiss my spouse,” so you do as asked.

the moment the door creaks open, his arms are around your waist, face nuzzled into your bare neck, “this is heaven,” you hear him mumble, he holds your cheek gently when he looks up, “you’re heaven to me.”

he dives in for a kiss, soft and tender like his touches and you can’t help the hand that tangles itself in his hair, “I really love you, y’know,” and he smiles.

“I love you too; trust me on this one,” he rubs your noses together, “I made lunch,” and you stiffen for a moment, “baby?”

you shudder at the memory of the last time he made you a meal, a meal you had to power through with a painful smile so he doesn’t become sad, “how about we keep your outstandingly delicious meal for tomorrow as a celebration?”

you nervously get your phone out of your pocket, “let’s order takeout instead!”

he deadpans, “honey, I am a detective.”

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[babyharleezy]

Hii! I hope you're okay and having a nice day.

I'm sad hahahahahaha. bad day at work.

Could you please write Jack hugging her girlfriend after finding her crying because she had a bad day at work?

Either hugging or pampering until she calms down. It's like taking care of her.

Thank you!

P.S1: If you feel comfortable doing it, if not, that's fine. don't worry

P.S2: i introduce myself as anon 🦋🖤

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long day

(jack harlow x reader)

a/n: hiii 🦋🖤 anon. i’m doing great! currently on vacation!!! i’m sorry to hear you had a bad day at work. not to worry, you’ll have better days!! cant have sunshine without a bit of rain( is that something that people say?). this is my first piece of work so i hope you enjoy. also i think this is really cute!!

you had a rough day to say the least. no, you had a shit filled day and all you looked forward to doing was going home to jack. all day you dreamt of laying on the couch and cuddling while your favorite movie played in the back. 

work has been kicking your ass. you knew it. jack knew it. you just had to get through one more major project at work and you would be stress free. of course with your luck nothing would go as smooth as you hoped. many fuck ups and meltdowns later you decided to call it a day and go home. 

15 minutes later:

you walked into your and jacks home. this beautiful house which you two had made your home. that brought peace into your mind. within seconds of walking in you heard the love of your life call out for you. 

“y/n baby, i missed you” jack shouted as he walked toward the front door. he was met with your upset face. he knew that something was wrong. 

“what’s wrong babe? you alright?” jack asked as he held you. the both of you looking intently into each other’s eyes. within seconds your face was shoved into jacks chest, you were sobbing into the black new balance hoodie he wore. his arms wrapped around you and held you tightly, he felt horrible. 

“i had a really shitty day jack. i am so tired” you managed to say through your sobs. 

jack quickly acted. he decided to run you a bath. he took your hand and walked you upstairs to your shared bathroom. he let you undress as he filled the bathtub with water and grabbed the bowl of bath bombs you kept around. he grabbed the purple sparkly one and dropped it in as you got into the tub. he lit your favorite candle and dimmed the lights. he let you relax for a while. soon after the bath you found yourself in one of jacks shirts. you made your way downstairs just to see jack cooking you a grilled cheese sandwich. 

“hi baby, how was your bath” he asked as he felt your arms snake around him, your cheek resting on his back. 

“felt really relaxing. thank you baby for doing that for me” you said quietly. 

later that night you and jack were laying on the couch. his head resting on your belly and his arms around your waist. 

“i know it wasn’t much but i hope you feel better y/nn. promise me you’ll stop overwhelming yourself.” jack spoke up. his head now lifted to look towards you. 

“jack thank you for taking care of me today. i’ll try to stop stressing myself out” you smiled and kissed his head. 

he moved his face closer to you and kissed you hard. 

 “i love you y/n” he said

 “i love you too jack” you said back to him 

that night as you went to bed you couldn’t help but think how lucky you were to have jack in your life. 

[abeinginsand]

also im still thinking about the idea of taylor breaking down in the mall after a rude stranger asks about the scar around his neck and he tells them to fuck off and gets mad but then shortly afterward link comments on how fucked that was and taylor doesnt respond and link looks over and sees that hes holding the back of his neck and his breathing is a little unsteady and link puts an arm around his shoulders and asks if he's okay and surprising both link and himself, taylor breaks down sobbing immediately and link is like whoa whoa whoa okay okay it's okay let's sit down and they find a nearby bench and taylor has his face in his hands and he is sobbing uncontrollably because everything is just Too Much he was already feeling overstimulated and uneasy from all the people and that noise and that question and those memories send him over the edge and he can't hold himself together anymore and link is trying to talk him down from it and sooth him but he's shaking and sobbing and whining and getting looks from passers-by makes the anxiety even worse because it's not just link it's complete strangers seeing him be a fucking mess like this and it's Really Bad link is holding him and trying to soothe him and he's fucking sobbing and his sobs get interrupted by big gasps for air and it's too shallow and it sounds so pained and too fast and taylor hears that link is trying to sooth him and he starts saying i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry because oh god this is so fucking embarassing why did this have to happen here and now and taylor is whining and sobbing and hyperventilating and link is telling him to take deep breaths but it's so hard and even when he does he still feels like he's not getting enough air and he tells link he's gonna pass out and he can't breathe and just. it's really bad and he keeps apologizing because this was supposed to be a fun mall outing and it is so. not that hufufhdufuhdgg

i'm projecting the severity of my panic attack at the dentist onto taylor btw because i can <3

something about characters telling rude people to fuck off is very cathartic in a way since I can hardly ever get myself to do that asdfghhjk. This idea continuation is amazing cookies ahhh exciting to read more about it. Also both realizing he's upset afterward but being shocked by the intensity, all the bottled up feelings with the memory tipping point is great and him already feeling overstimulated that day as well. Then feeling guilty and embarrassed about ruining the fun, close foster swift family and their endless struggle with not wanting to harsh the vibe cycle continuing </3 Yeah!! AHH my feelings (positive) the nosy people staring is such a struggle, Link is so sweet immediately getting him to somewhere to sit and holding him right away aw trying his best to do the breathing with him and talk to him too. Then it not working well so even more panic oh man. Must be disorienting and scary for sure. Valid about the projecting! tossing the favs into the horrors can be interesting and nice distraction. Sucks that it was so stressful and intense and I'm glad that you're having fun putting a different spin on the experience with taylor. Going to head to bed since I've noticed its suddenly a little after 3 am. thank you for telling more about. Super excited and love the idea! :D <3

[jazzy-a]

I'd like to get to know you!

Hey @windsweptinred! Thanks for the invite!

1: Three ships I like right now...

Hmm, let's assume this means "ship-ships" and not family or friendships, right? Because, WOOF, would we be here for awhile.

Kaz Brekker/Jesper Fahey from Shadow and Bone. It breaks my heart, it ain't ever ever gonna happen, the book apparently spits on me and rips my heart out of my chest, and it's now difficult to find the kind of fanfiction I want for it... Oh sweet suffering. (I will also always accept Kaz/Inej/Jesper in this equation).

Tsukitachi/Hirato from Karneval. Look, it's NOT going away for me, guys. Yes, I know the fandom is dead, there is 0 content for it, and no one knows/cares what I'm talking about with them. Which is SO sad honestly because I know that if it were just more popular, people would be having a blast with the characters, plots, pairings etc. Sigh... Alas, though, Rosencrantz and Gildenstern are DEAD AF... Still, I love my BFF Captains, even if no one knows they exist but me lol.

Lastly, probably Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson? They have... pretty great fics, guys. As in some true 'chef's kiss' grade smut lol.

2: First Ever Ship... Puppyshipping (Seto Kaiba/Joey Wheeler) from Yu-gi-oh 100%. Closely followed by Dragonshipping... who.. um, guys, is practically canon if you rewatch it, which I think is hilarious. Like, WATCH THE DARK SIDE OF DIMENSIONS MOVIE. OMG. Joey gets saved by this man and is legit trying not to sob to Yugi over the fact he was in love with his alter ego bahhahahahah. Anyway though, just something about puppyshipping.... the low hanging fruit of it, I never stood a chance. Like OMG, it was my GATEWAY DRUG! Do I see how unrealistic and problematic it is as a grow woman? You bet I do... do I look back on it fondly? It is my first love <3

3: Last song.... Hm. About Love by MARINA. So pretty and nice to hear her newer stuff. And, NO, I didn't find it from the movie everyone keeps talking about. I never saw it, I found this the old fashion way... hearing it on the radio at my place of employment lol.

4: Last Movie.... Lephrechaun 4: IN SPACE! HAHAKJBKJBASJKBD I am watching ALL of them for the first time, and they are so so beautiful. Like...SO BAD. SO GOOD!!!!!

5: Currently reading... Um, like, ALL the family feels fanfiction of the TMNT 2012 brothers I can get my hands on. Can't stress enough that I am NOT shipping this. FA-MI-LY fics, okay?? Family is my weakness! Why do you think I love talking about Dream's messed up family and making my own crack content??

6: Currently watching... Actually, I'm finally going back and watching ALL of Steven Universe because I never did when it aired. I remember it getting really heavy and, at the time, I just didn't have the emotional bandwidth for it. Now, however, I am literally chugging its traumatic plot lines like I'm rushing at a frat house. Sobbing the entire time alone in my room. Loving EVERY second of it hahah!

7: Currently eating... Nothing :c

8: Currently Craving... Not gonna lie. I'd murder for a muffin rn. Oh, and more fanfiction of like... everything I have on my docket. Like...please? I need it like oxygen? On a desert island, I would request food, water, and more fanfiction.

And now for the embarrassing moment where I display how little I actually have on this app. Tagging some people that have been on my wall lately :) (no pressure!): @purplexiasphinx, @crxssingtherubic0n, @turrondeluxe, @synnesai

[faeriegutz]

Waiting out the Storm (Keqing Oneshot)

a/n: hello lovely people, i'm back with a little piece of writing i've been working on for a couple of days :) it's been a while since i've actually written something but..... here i am. also thanks so much to @/ducky-is-dead-inside for giving this a test read

archive link here

word count: 854

summary: It was a rainy night in Liyue, and you were about to put on a nice movie and relax on your couch when suddenly, you hear a few timid knocks at your door. You open it to see Keqing crying at your doorstep

The last thing you expected to see when you opened your front door late at night was Keqing, fighting back her tears and losing horribly.

She was trembling, her hair hanging in her face and her normally pristine clothes wrinkled and messy. You thought you heard a small sniffle, but you weren’t sure.

The scene presented before you made no sense. Keqing was the collected one. Even though she was often stressed and sleep deprived, she always took her job as the Yuheng very seriously and handled everything with grace. Your brain couldn't connect the sniffling girl you saw in front of you to the powerful one you saw every day. Until now. 

“Keqing?” you spoke softly. You felt almost as if being too loud would cause her to completely break down.

“Can I come in?” she whispered, her voice thick with tears. 

You shifted ever so slightly, giving her the space to squeeze past you into the house. Once you saw that she had made it inside, you quickly shut the door. The last thing she would want was the people of Liyue seeing her so distressed. She quietly slipped off her shoes and set herself on your messy couch. 

“Keqing?” you repeated, as you had nothing else to say. You were still stunned and staring at her like an idiot which, in hindsight, probably wasn't the best move. It was just so weird seeing her in such distress. She rarely showed emotion in the first place, much less any type of sadness. 

You walked towards her, your footsteps silent. You couldn’t really explain your need to be so quiet around her at this moment. She just felt so fragile, like a glass ornament. Everything needed to be slow and deliberate. You sat down, trying not to shift your weight too much.

That was when she started really crying. At first, you didn’t even notice as you sat next to her. But, soon enough, silvery tears started flowing down her cheeks. She was so quiet about it, you could tell she had spent many nights silently sobbing in her room. But soon enough, her cries became louder, the sound echoing into your very core as she softly pressed her body against yours.

You wrapped her arms around her and squeezed her tightly.

Suddenly, she withdrew from you and sat back up, wiping her tears with the heel of her palm.

“Keqing, what’s wrong?” you hesitated, looking at her.

She wasn’t one to share anything about her private life, and even in a situation like this she wasn’t likely to. So you were understandably taken aback when she started to speak. 

“I don’t know.” she finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. 

“What do you mean, you don’t know?” you barked. You didn’t mean to sound so harsh, but you could definitely tell she was lying. “Sorry, I didn’t mean for it to-“ you started.

“It’s okay.” she sniffed. 

“Can you please tell me what’s going on with you?” you said, trying a softer approach.

“I’ve been feeling awful lately. I haven’t slept in a week, thinking about festivals and zoning and complaints about who knows what. But, I can’t bring myself to do them all. I just sit in my office all day, watching the papers pile and pile. I can’t force myself to get up and just start.” 

Keqing started to sniffle again as more tears started to leak from her eyes.

“I shouldn’t be Yuheng if I can’t handle the job. I thought I had everything under control, but I suppose I don’t anymore.”

“Keqing..”

She smiled bitterly. “I was warned that serving as one of the Qixing would be taxing, and if I can’t handle it anymore, I’m no longer suited for the position.” 

“Keqing, you won’t be branded as a failure for taking a break once in a while.” you sighed. 

“I have been told that much too often, but what about all I’ve fought for? For the past few months, I’ve been trying to prove that we humans can take charge of our futures and be responsible for Liyue. Having someone else do my job alongside me would go against everything I’ve said.” she said, wiping a tear away with the back of her hand quite aggressively. 

“ Keqing, being independent doesn’t mean you need to refuse all help. You’re overworked, and even though your job carries many responsibilities, it shouldn’t be taking this much out of you. You need to rest.”

“I-” she started to cry again, “I can’t fail.”

“You won’t. But to make sure of that, you need a break. Hire an assistant or two, just someone to help you deal with all of this work you need to do.”

“If I do, we will never speak of this again. Agreed?” she said, rather sharply for someone who was still crying.

“Deal. But I want you to know you can always come to me if you need anything.” you said.

“I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you for your kindness, y/n, it means a lot to me.” she smiled briefly. 

“No problem.”

Take care.

[calypsoff3]

Six. Part 5

Looking down the hall “mom I am so sorry” Rylee said “Robyn!? You can’t let him fucking go, get down right now, Chris You can’t leave this house. I got love for you and I don’t want to see you in jail, Chris come on bro” Mel shouted from downstairs “come on, Chris” hearing them go outside, I ran down the stairs “Amerie, keep the kids inside please. Thank you” I have no shoes on but whatever “close the gate, close the gate” Mel said, Chris is still getting in his car, he is too angry to be driving too. Getting my phone out, I get she doesn’t want him to leave the house but controlling Chris to stay in these gates will be hard, he is so angry. I can’t stop him like this, I really can’t stop him. He loves me but he sees red. Tapping on the button and the gates closed “it won’t work Mel, it won’t. I am telling you now that it won’t, he is too angry and I don’t blame him, he will want to leave” I said,  hearing the car door bang shut. I am scared of an angry Chris, Mel doesn’t understand this part, he makes me cry. He walked around the car “Chris, I get your mad, but you can’t go out there like this, niggas always out to get you. I care for you. You have five kids; you can’t do this. They need you” Mel said, Chris doesn’t care for what she is saying, he is staring at me “open the gate Robyn” he said to me “I don’t want you to go Chris please don’t” my voice broke “please” he is so angry “open the gate, I am saying it nicely” I swallowed hard “dad I am sorry, he followed me” looking behind me, Amerie is trying to pull Rylee back inside “get out of my face, just fucking get out of my face!” he shouted at her “dad” she sobbed out “I don’t want to fucking see you!” looking at Chris, the door closed behind me “open the gate, someone disrespected my daughter Robyn. He sent pictures to my daughter, and you want me to be ok, open the gate!” he made his way over to me “I couldn’t be there for you because I would kill for you, but I am here for her and no shit will happen like that to our kids, I will be back just open the gate” my tears just dropped, when he said those words, it hit me because he is right. He grabbed my hand with my phone in and tapped it open “why are you letting him go” Mel said, I sobbed out.

Only thing I can do is pray for him, pray he comes home because I don’t think there is anything in the world that could stop him, he is right. He would have protected me from what happened to me “why didn’t you stop him?” Mel asked “he is right” I said before turning away from her, I am angry too and if I could, I would beat him up because this is my daughter. She is stupid and at this age easily manipulated, he took advantage of her, she isn’t that stupid because she knows he was being weird, and she said to him leave me alone, so she was aware that it was not good but her laughing at the situation with her sister was not good at all. Walking back into the house “I didn’t do anything mom, I didn’t” she said “you and Tianna, living room now. Amerie, if you can take care of the other three. Imani, it’s ok. Dad will be back, just we are little upset. Five minutes I want you in the living room with your sister” walking off, I just can’t do anything but pray for my husband. I don’t know what I am going to do if he ends up in hospital or even jail, I don’t know what I am going to do. What he did was sickening. What if he did something to her, I can’t judge because that could have still happened and she is keeping it away from me, I did the same, I didn’t tell my mother anything, my concern is my daughter and my husband of course, I just want this to end, I really do.

I am going to be so stressed out knowing my husband is out there causing havoc, I wanted to stop him but he’s right. If Chris was around for me during what happened to me, he would have protected me, he would do anything to protect me “dad is really angry” Tianna said as she made her way into the living room “rightly so, he’s seen it” I said to Rylee, she put her head down “I mean girl, learn how to delete things too” Mel said “it meant nothing, he was harassing me. He was telling me he wanted me, he told me that he likes them young. He finds me beautiful; I did nothing mom. Nothing happened, I was more scared and creeped out then anything, but I didn’t want dad to get in trouble, I didn’t mom. I care about him” nodding my head “I want you girls to realise that these me are predators, there is so many men in the industry that like young, fresh faced girls. They like them young; they will take your innocence. None of this is funny” my voice broke “they will make you think it’s your fault for being beautiful, it’s your fault for showing a little leg. They manipulate your mind and hinder you for the future making you scared to love, to trust. They take what is yours, these older men you need to stay away from” my voice strained “you have a father that is there and will protect you. Some don’t have that option” I wiped my tears “men can be scary, I get it. And I am not speaking of the boys at school but these older men, they will lure you in, and trust me. You will always think of that moment, and you feeling freaked out Rylee and you bringing it up showed me you’re thinking about it, you’re thinking of the what if. You told me because you wanted me to know and I am happy you did, trust me. You have us both that care. You laugh because really you feel creeped out and are hiding it” I am sobbing like a child, Mel stared at me in shock, I know it all. I was there, it happened to me, a scar I will carry with me, but I had nobody “he followed me mom, I was minding my own business. He just started saying things like I knew him, and I didn’t, ok he’s dad friend but he sat there and watched me eat, I swear mom it wasn’t me, it’s not my fault. I didn’t push for it” nodding my head “I know you didn’t Rylee, that isn’t your fault. I can tell from the messages you didn’t, but you should have said something sooner, I’m glad you kept it, he will be in trouble” I don’t want her to blame herself, it’s never her fault “you need to stop sexting these boys too, they don’t have a chance with you” Mel added “I know” Rylee said in a whisper “they are in school, it’s fine but old men? That is a no” I am a mess, the way Mel is looking at me, I don’t want her to know or live through it again with her “you girls are both at a age where you can be easily influenced and you think you both can’t be but you both can be, you both need to be there for each other. I didn’t really have anyone, besides Mel which she came after to America. Just please girls, be there for each other” I turned away from them, I just sobbed out, there is so much happening.

Staring at the boys in the room, I feel a type of way about everyone now. I feel Chris is very angry at me too, I didn’t mean to shrug it off, but I just didn’t think he would do that, and the nigga is sat right here. I want to bring it up, but I won’t, I can’t anyways because then he’s going to start thinking I know shit, but I can bring up what he was saying prior, he did mention shit to me “what up?” I said as Sinko came over to pour himself some drink “good, good” nodding my head “you know what I was thinking, you was speaking on Chris eldest daughter? I saw her one time, and you right, she looks older. I ain’t even know it was her” he laughed “we went out you know, to in and out, she is super cool. I think her parents hide her” I laughed nervously; this is super weird. I don’t like it at all “yeah” I said, “you like them young?” I asked “they got that fresh pussy boy; you know I do. All the girls overseas where of age” letting out an oh “I ain’t realise that bro” I swear I didn’t see that “you was fucking everything and anything too” he laughed “they are indispensable, women are just women you know” licking my lips “but out of all the people, why Chris’s daughter? Ain’t that like too close?” Sinko laughed “I am waiting it out” my mouth hung open “you not a real person” I said laughing “you high?” This is weird “bro, I like them young. I really think Rylee is beautiful and yeah, I’ll have the most respect for her” I froze “the lean is getting to you bro, it’s got to be, you wasn’t like this?” I said “bro, how you know what I like? Since when I have ever been with an old bitch? And damn I would fuck with young Rihanna too” I was going to swing for him until I heard the boys say ayo breezy, looking to Chris and from the look of him, he is angry. Chris ignored every nigga in the room and came straight to Sinko “what you doing here boy?” He said laughing, I backed up as Chris swung for Sinko in one punch, watching Sinko just knock out to the floor, he knocked Sinko to the ground in one punch “Damn” I said “I want him to wake up before I beat him” the studio is awfully quiet “pour me a drink” he said “that was alot of energy in that punch” I said, that was a lot. Looking at Sinko knocked out on the ground, niggas are just quietly sat here not saying a word.

Chris is just calmly stood here drinking and smoking a blunt as Sinko is laid out on the floor “one punch” Hood spoke, Chris didn’t say anything he seems or be in his zone with things. Everyone is so awkwardly quiet, they don’t know what to do or say, I think they feel Chris is going to pop off if they even move a little. Hearing grunting behind us, Chris put out the blunt and turned to Sinko. I am not even going to stop Chris; he is mad as shit right now. Sinko ain’t even a small dude, he’s big too. Chris dragged him up on his feet, mind you Sinko is trying to come around still “man, what the fuck” he said, Chris laughed “come, drink” he placed a glass in front of him, he poured him a drink. Hoodie got up from the couch, few of the niggas did too “drink” he said, then Chris grabbed the glass “Chris” I said before I clocked on what he was doing, he hit the glass on the back of his head “oohhh” the room said, “you been following my daughter!?” Chris got a lot of power in him for a skinny guy, just dragging him up constantly “speak!” He shouted “you been hanging with me with fantasising about my daughter! I am going to kill you” he started repeatedly punching him as he fell to the ground “sending my daughter a picture of your dick” my eyes bulged out “what?” I said, did I hear right “let me get some” I know he didn’t just do that to my niece I started kicking him on the ground “Chris, just calm down. He ain’t worth jail bro” Hood moved him back “you peado motherfucker” Hood just kicked him in the face “get the fuck off me” Chris spat walking off, jumping over Sinko to go to Chris.

Chris is just sat with a blunt in hand outside the studio, he doesn’t care at all. He’s in his zone, he’s so quiet “bro, let’s go. The police will be coming” I said to him “run away for what? They either going to come here or at home, I don’t care. He sent his dick to my daughter, and I can’t shake that off, I hope he dies” seeing the paramedics bringing Sinko out “bro, Chris. Just relax” I got in Chris’ way, he was going to attack him again “that peado ain’t worth it Chris” Big S helped me push Chris back “I can’t believe it, motherfucker sent shit to my daughter!” Chris sat back down; I am shocked he did that. Chris laughed, he was waiting for the police to come, and they have arrived “ayo, Hoodie” I pointed at someone taking a video “we don’t want that” clearing my throat, walking over to Chris. Sitting next to him “let me take the fall, I will do it” I said in a whisper “no bro, I did it. I don’t regret any of the shit, my kids bro. I ain’t regret shit” the police officers walked over to Chris “Chris Brown” Chris got up “let’s roll then” he walked off “that nigga in the ambulance is peado!? Why you arresting him?” Hoodie said, Chris turned to me “call my wife” he said to me, he expected it and he seems to not care, he is just whatever about it “Christopher Brown you are under arrest” the other officer just grabbed Chris “what the fuck!?” I shouted, they had up against the car and seeing a sea of phones out, they are making it known “relax or we will have to arrest you all” shaking my head, Chris isn’t bothered the slightest.

Raihan and Junior are asleep, I put them to sleep myself because they was very upset, they are sleeping in my bed “mom” looking to the door “yeah” Imani ran over to me “can I sleep here too please, I am sad” she hugged me “sure baby, you can sleep here. Just don’t wake your brothers up for me” Tianna slowly walked into the room “don’t tell me” I said “at my big age yes” I laughed “right, well I won’t be sleeping anyways, just don’t wake them up please, don’t be doing that” pressing kiss to Imani’ forehead “is dad ok? Where is he?” she asked, I know where he will be. I just know it, I have a feeling “he will be back, it’s been a long night” Tianna nodded her head “Rylee isn’t speaking to me” she said “I will talk to her, just be careful” hugging Tianna “I love you mom” I smiled lightly “likewise, I love you kids the most. It’s been an eventful day” let me see to Rylee, she has been very quiet, and I don’t blame her. Making my way out of the bedroom, let me go and see she is ok. Rylee and I have more to speak about, but I have so much to think on and I need to know my husband is ok too. Knocking on the bedroom door and opening the door “it’s just me” I said walking in “mom I am sorry, like I have made a mess of everything. I knew it was wrong, but I didn’t think, I don’t want dad to hate me” she cried “he doesn’t hate you and Rylee, none of this is your fault. Stop saying this, this isn’t on you, you needed to tell me earlier. I am just really wanting to know your dad is ok” that is all I want to know “Rih, hey” looking at Herb, I just know it. He is out of breath “he is locked up isn’t he?” I said “yeah, I came as soon as I could” Rylee cried “I don’t want him to be locked up” she said “sssshhh, please. You’re going to upset your siblings, let’s go downstairs” I said rushing out, I just need to gather myself.

When I said let’s go downstairs I didn’t mean my daughter, but Rylee did, she came along too “my lawyer is aware, I already called him and getting things drawn up. I am waiting on him to call me any moment, I called him when he left to go. He will be out, we are getting that Sinko sent down, he has all the proof on why he did that. I don’t care” I said “cool, so we wait until he calls and then we go? They yanked Chris to the car, they treated him like shit even though he innocent. Chris just came into the studio and punched Sinko in one punch, he just knocked out straight away. He was out cold for a while, then I heard why. All the niggas in the room jumped him too. Then I was like ain’t worth going down for, he pretty fucked up” nodding my head “I wanted Chris to run but he just sat there without a care in the world “he is not stupid, either they get him there or here. Herb, call Jeff and tell him about it, I will contact Jay. I just need to wait for my lawyer and then we go and get him out, they will set his bail” looking at my phone “I am sorry” Rylee apologised again “aye niece, this ain’t on you, ain’t no way. You good” Herb said, I told her this but she doesn’t want to listen, she is feeling bad and I get it.

[5sosxqueen]

Luke Sick And They Don't Believe Him

< Part 1 , ~Part 2~ , Part 3 >

Fun fact: I hate the members calling each other "babe" or anything of the like now. The thought of it just makes me cringe. The only time I can see it and I don't feel strange about it is if I portray them to be in relationships with the other. Yes, that is in my fics at a later time.

Warnings: depictions of illness, awkward pet names, and some serious secondhand embarrassment

Written in 2018

Word Count: 1785

Updates are every Tuesdays and Thursdays

Also Available on Wattpad and AO3!!!

Part 2:

Michael's p.o.v:

      After Matt told us that Luke but still have to do the concert we were all beyond pissed. Management can seriously be utter dicks at times. More often than not, we hate them to be honest. Ashton and I felt so guilty about not believing him and thinking he was faking the entire time. If I could take it all back I would. I was the one that started it so I offered to take care of him since he got so sick.

     After a thankfully unproductive car ride, Luke and I filed onto the bus. "Luke, bud do you want to take a quick shower before getting ready for tonight or do you think there would be no point?" I asked him.

     "I don't think there would be a point in doing that just yet. I still feel pukey. I want to make sure I pretty much have it all out of my system, or at least attempt to, before getting ready. Well, hopefully I don't end up puking again. I just hope I don't end up getting sick on stage or even during the concert for that matter." He said sitting on the couch with an arm protectively around his stomach.

     "Do you want to lay down for a little while? I can get you a bucket. I'm going to get you something to drink whether you say you want it or not. You need to keep up your fluid intake so you don't become dehydrated and that's if you aren't already."

     "That would be nice. Thank you Michael. By the way what you said and the way you acted this morning was cruel and hateful, but I completely forgive you. I know how stressful stuff like this can be. Love you." I felt so guilty and upon hearing that my eyes welled up with tears. I quickly covered my mouth in an attempt to muffle a sob. I gently wrapped Luke in a tight hug as I cried.

      "I cannot tell you this enough. I am so sorry. I should not have acted like that nor told you that you were faking. You have never once done that I should not- I'm just so sorry Luke. Thank you for being so caring and understanding and willing to put up with my bullshit. I love you so much!" I sobbed out. "Now I'm going to get stuff to take care of you, so lay down get comfy and I will be back." I walked into the kitchen and grabbed the designated sick bucket, wiping the, still dropping, tears from my eyes. I grabbed a water bottle and walked back into the living room. Luke was now laying down in a fetal position with his arms tightly around his middle.

      He heard me come in and quickly propped himself up, with one hand covering his mouth, the other reaching for the bucket. I ran over to him and held it under his chin. The poor lad didn't even have to heave for whatever vomit was left in his stomach to pour out his mouth, with a sickening splatter onto the plastic bottom of the bucket. It wasn't a lot considering he had emptied it around an hour prior. After about 10 minutes of him heavily panting over the bucket, I asked if he was done and he shrugged.

      "I think so. I'm not 100% sure though." I nodded, considering he said something very similar before getting into the van. We now had less than 4 hours to go until the concert.

      "Here buddy rinse your mouth out. Try not to swallow it though it could be nasty. I've unfortunately done that before." He took the water gratefully and busted out laughing at what I said.

     He lightly smacked my arm before practically yelling "Damn you Michael! Don't make me laugh. It makes me feel sick again." I chuckled out a sorry.

     "Do you think you could handle taking some medicine?" I looked down at him waited a few seconds before he cocked his head slightly held up his finger. He hicurped and leaned over the bucket spitting bile into it.

     "I can try, but you know there's no guarantees." I nodded and got up to get the medicine. I brought back the stomach relaxers and open up his water bottle for him and handed them to him. He took them and 15 minutes later he was back wretching over the bucket. This process repeated until Matt walked on the bus and told us we have to get ready. We quickly got ready and left the bus and got to the stadium we were playing at tonight.

     It's nearing the time of our concert and all of us are very concerned. We have to do a quick sound check before the concert and we're going to try our best to help Luke feel better before hand. His symptoms are not letting up no matter how medicated he is because he just throws it back up. We have no idea how Luke is going to get through this concert mostly because he can't even stand on his own. Luke has been sick almost non stop all day.

Luke's p.o.v:

     "Luke, okay, management made sure that there will be a bin at all times next to the stage. They wanted me to let you know that if at any point you need to get off, just go. They also apologized that they couldn't get you out of this tonight." Matt told me. I furrowed my brow and nodded not currently trusting myself to open my mouth. "You ok?" I shook my head and placed my hand over my mouth. As weird as it seems, I memorized the places of the bins in the room upon entering. I gagged and ran over to the one next to the table in the room only bringing up a little bile. "Shit..." Matt walked over to me and rubbed my back as I dry heaved. "Boys get ready to head out I'll send him out when he's ready." I looked a deep breath and stood up.

      "I'm good. I can go out. Sorry about that and thank you for letting me know what management did and said." And with that I walked out with the boys onto the stage.

      To my surprise, there was a stool in the middle of the stage, where my spot is, that was also set up by management. I went and sat down on it and so far the audience was completely oblivious to my situation.

     "Now before we begin, I would like to bring up that Luke is actually really sick, he's been throwing up nearly all day and we apologize if at any moment he needs to run off stage." Micheal said learning a a ton of awes and feel betters from the audience.

     "Thanks guys... It means a lot. Fingers crossed that I don't have to run out tonight. I don't want to abandon y'all." I heard a lot of you won'ts and it's oks. "I'm sorry in advance if I do have to though. Ok let's get this started!"

     We started off the night with Jet Black Heart. I managed to get through that song without any problems, but by the time Waste the Night started my stomach was flipping yet again. Started sweating slightly causing myself to shiver and took off my guitar and set it down, quickly running off the stage with my band planted over my mouth. Ashton, having a somewhat similar voice to mine, ended up taking over my parts in my absence.

     Just as promised find management from Matt, there was a pre-placed bin. I launched myself forward clutching the large bin. I heaved for about 5 minutes and the rest of the band decided to distract the audience. They did not want to start another song without me there. Once I felt ready to come back, once again the audience awes at me. "Sorry about that guys. I'm still going to try to sing for you tonight." I rasped out to the best if my abilities.

      "Jeez, your voice is practically nonexistent buddy." Calum said worridly.

     "Mmmm. Ya I'll be back..." I said feeling last nights dinner rushing up my throat yet again. Only this time much quicker... I hadn't put my guitar back on so all I had to do was run off. I got about halfway there, but to my horror I couldn't make it I held my hand over my mouth as I heaved, vomit falling into my hand. I turned from the audience and dropped to my knees. I shot forward with I violent gag bringing up a lot. I was so embarrassed when I heard mixed screams and what sounded like crying. I wanted to both run off and apologize. I have never been so ashamed. All the boys and the stage crew ran up to me. They let me finish before helping me up. Matt went onto the stage as they helped me up.

     "We are so sorry. Luke extends his apologies. We do need to end the show early tonight. Everyone that is here tonight you are welcome to come back in a couple days, as we will be holding a concert to make up for this one." He explained.

     Once I was backstage I couldn't stop the tears from flowing... "I ruined the concert. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry... They going to hate me... God they probably do..."

     Aston pulled me into his embrace. "No honey they don't hate you nor will they ever. You didn't ruin anything. They were informed in the beginning that you were ill. Luke, it's ok babe, calm down." They boys all held me until my tears were dry. They ended up on the ground at some point and I felt my eyes drooping closed. I was in that awkward half asleep state when I felt someone pick me up and lay me on the couch.

Ashton's p.o.v:

     Luke was a complete mess once he was off the stage. He was in complete hysterics. The boys and I just held him until he fell asleep.

     Why we're in no hurry to leave since we were supposed to be here for a couple hours anyways.

     Matt walked into the room an hour layer to check him. "How is he?"

     "Asleep for now. This whole thing really took a toll on him. Poor thing." Michael said.

     "Let's get him on the bus guys." Calum said gently picking Luke up. I grabbed the while Michael prepped the bus yet again.

     Hopefully Luke will feel better when he wakes up...

[saucymalum]

Checked Out pt.10

Crystal Leigh x fem!reader

Originally Posted on my Instagram

Summary: It's not easy navigating a friendship with someone you have feelings for. Especially not when that person also happens to be your friend's girlfriend.

I also made a playlist of the songs I listened to while writing this series!

Triple Post Today!

Pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6, pt.7, pt.8, pt.9

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I wake up to the sound of yelling through the walls. I rub my eyes and squint at the sunlight flowing from the window. Noah opened the curtains like usual. My ears tune back into the yelling and I jump out of bed when he yells mom. I readjust my pajamas that twisted a bit overnight and grab my phone from the nightstand. It lights up when I press the power button and it displays the time. 9 am and she’s already on his case.

I walk into the living room and see Noah setting my Starbucks coffee and the counter yelling into his Bluetooth earbuds. He’s swinging his arms around and his coffee is sloshing in the cup almost spilling at every moment. I grab it out of his hand and his eyes latch onto mine, desperation and sadness pooling in the brown iris’. I slowly set it down and he’s pacing now.

“No, mom, I refuse to go home- yeah. That’s what I said….from the way you reacted last time you're lucky I’m still answering your goddamn calls! No. No. Screaming at me because I came out to you isn’t a way to act surprised. Stop trying to gaslight me. I'm not 10- I am not disrespecting you!“ He rubs his eyes and I can see the tears pool in his eyes 

I stand helplessly trying to figure out how to help in the middle of the apartment. I get an idea and run into my room and grab Bean, my beloved seal plushie I always cuddle when I’m stressed. It’s not much but it’s all I’ve got. I rush back into the living and see Noah sitting hunched on the couch, his earbuds still in. I sit in the armchair and hand him the plush. He takes it immediately and holds it into his chest.

He speaks again, his voice horse like he’s holding back tears, “I’m not going, mom- yeah I’m not. I don’t care. I’ll call grandpa but you’d better thank yourself when people ask why I’m not home for Thanksgiving. If you call me again and spew this bullshit at me I’m blocking you.”

Noah winces and I can hear her scream from the earbuds before he pulls his phone out of his pocket and hangs up. I really hope for her sake she doesn’t try calling me, I’ll rip her head off through the phone. It’s so mindboggling how she still feels entitled to his time after almost fucking disowning him. Telling him to not tell anyone who he really is because “What will people think of me, having a gay son.” Noah cried into my shoulder for a week after he got home. Weeks of him pissed, throwing glass at the wall crying until we got too many noise complaints.

Weeks before his grandpa finally called him. Telling him that he was loved, that he was cherished. That even though the others didnt accept him, his grandpa did. And for a while, it helped, and put a band-aid over the hole in his heart.

Until Christmas. Noah and I had Christmas in our apartment that year. Even bittersweet it was nice. Just us and friends who didn’t go home either. Hot cocoa and shitty but, let's admit it, addictive Hallmark Christmas movies.

All to be thrown back to square one in ten minutes. Noah sits on the couch hunched over with his face in his hands. His breathing gets more and more ragged before the sobs start. He clutches onto Bean and I slowly take his earbuds out and place them on the counter. I sit next to him and pull him into my side and he sobs onto my shoulder. 

My heart breaks for him all over again. For him to have to rebuild once again because of his family's selfish prejudice. I try to calm him down but his breath just keeps getting heavier. I sit and hold him for an hour when my phone rings. I try to ignore it until it goes quiet but the person calls again. I go to decline Crystal's call but Noah stops me. 

Tears in his eyes he says, “Don’t be dumb again.”

I go to refuse but he takes the phone and answers it before shoving it in my hands. He rests his head back on my shoulder. He tries to stay quiet but his breathing and hiccups are still very present.

I stutter to put it to my ear but give in quickly, “Hey, I’m pretty busy right now. Can I call you back?”

I guess that throws her off because she stutters back.

 “O-oh um yea sure just. I’m sorry for calling you last night. I tend to do and say stupid shit drunk.”

I wrap my arm around Noah's shoulder, rubbing gently trying to show support in this awkward situation he put me in, “Oh no don’t worry about it. I kinda figured you didn’t really mean what you said a-anyway.”

Noah stares off into space and I can tell he's replaying the call over and over when the tears start spilling. I fucking panic. I look at the phone and Noah before ultimately deciding Noah’s more important than my weird crush/new friend.

I faintly hear Crystal through the phone, “Are you ok?” she asks

“I-I gotta go I’ll call you back.” and I hang up.

I return my full attention back to Noah and hold his shoulders, trying to stabilize him. The tears slowly cloud his vision and he blinks them away and sniffs.

"Hey, hey, take a deep breath ok? I don't want to hyperventilate." I let out a strained chuckle and he smiles for a second.

He follows my slow breaths and he's back to level breathing. He stands up quickly and stares pacing a hole into the floor. 

"I just fucking hate how she thinks she has ANY authority over me. I'm a fucking adult, I live on my own, sorta, I have a job, I have a savings account! I just-" his paces slow and his fingers ball into a fist.

"Do-do other people see me like she does? Am I really that bad? I can't be that bad. Am I that bad?" 

I rush to my feet and walk over to him, "God, no. Noah, you're amazing. You're the best friend I could ever ask for, you're an awesome roommate! Except for those times we had to throw away a pan or two."

"How about this, we can drink some coffee, you can vent all you want, and then we can call gramps?"

Noah sniffles and my heart sinks, "Can-can I just cry for a bit?"

"Of course, bub. Do you wanna be alone?"

"God, no. Mrs. Patterson would hate me if I end up ruining more dishes. Can we just sit and not talk?" I nod and we lay down on the couch and eventually the dam breaks again. I  hold him tightly and rub his back as my shirt slowly gets wetter.

The door almost slams open and Noah and I startle. Noah almost falls off the couch but in using me to stabilize himself he pulls me to the floor.

I hear my name get called and I groan in reply, sitting up slowly and rubbing my back.

I see Crystal's face pop up over the top of the couch, "Holy shit are you ok?"

Looking at her confused, I slowly rise to my feet and pull Noah up from the couch. I look back to Crystal but my eyes catch on Levi as well.

"We're fine, please leave," I say and Noah tries to pull me somewhere I don't pay enough attention to know.

"What? No, we need to talk about this Y/N! You can't keep avoiding me!" Crystal trying to follow us but I stop Noah briefly.

"This isn't about you Crystal! This isn't about you, or me, or our friendship. Right now I have to take care of my friend. So either make yourselves useful and make some hot chocolate or leave!"

She stands in the hallway shocked as I guide Noah into the bedroom but he decides to pace once again. I sigh and sit in his desk chair watching.

"Noah, come on, you're gonna burn a hole in the floor if you keep pacing. Please, just talk to me. I want to help."

Noah stops pacing and his blazing eyes snap to me. "That's the thing Y/N! You can't help! You can't just put a bandaid on this. You can't fix this with hot chocolate and hugs! Stop fucking acting like you know what I'm feeling!"

I feel my blood start to boil and I try to calm myself but the words spill past my lips before I can stop them.

"Hey! I know you're hurt but don't take it out on me. We are a team, I'm here to help. Just…tell me how."

Crystal opens the door with two mugs full of hot chocolate and senses the mood shift, "Is everything alright in here? What's going on?"

I sigh and rub my hand down my face. "Yeah, everything's fine, don't worry about it."

She sets the mugs down on the desk dodging the law textbooks, "N-no if something’s wrong I wanna help. I mean you guys helped me can't I return the favor?"

"Just drop it, Crystal, this is none of your business." Noah snaps from behind me. 

Something in me briefly wanted to strangle him at that moment. Crystal curls into herself a bit and I turn to Noah.

"That is enough! You can yell at me all you want but Crystal has done nothing but be nice and care about you! I know it hurts but that gives you-"

"Just because you have a stupid fucking crush on Crystal doesn't mean you know what I'm feeling!" My heart stops but he keeps talking, "You never came out to your family, Y/N. You haven’t been fucking disowned by your own mother and harassed by your aunts on Facebook- FUCK just leave me alone!"

He turns away from me and I stand frozen for a few seconds before my vocal cords recover from the paralysis.

"Noah," I whisper.

"I said just leave me alone!" He turns to look at me and sees Crystal and my face.

"Noah," I repeat. 

Finally, it sinks in what he said and all his anger drains from his face. I don't have the courage to look her in the eye so I stare at the ground as I race past Crystal out the bedroom door. I hide in my bedroom next door to him and lock the door.

Noah chases after me, banging on the door but I'm already sinking to the floor. Not only did he probably just out me, but he told my friend's girlfriend I had feelings for her.

Noah continues at the door but his voice muffled in my head as tears flood my eyes. 

I sob in the middle of my bedroom floor. God, I wish I had Bean right now. 

Crystal's voice replaces Noah's and I hold my breath to hear her.

"Y/N? Please come out and talk to us. I-I'm not mad, ok? I still care about you and I would still love to have you as my frie-my friend."

I sniffle and wipe my tears, trying to steal myself. My hand touches the doorknob and I crumble a bit but I pull it back together and open the door. 

My eyes lock onto Crystal's beautiful blue eyes and she smiles at me. I almost want to punch myself after everything for how it makes my heart flip. 

Noah interrupts whatever that was and tackles me into a hug. I latch onto him and hold him tight as he repeats whispered apologies in my ear. 

Levi walks over casually eating an apple from our fruit basket, "What's going on?" 

I'm gonna strangle him.

Next

[smarbles]

"a dozen emails each day isn't a lot"

well have you considered that i already have 90 other emails that i have to read, plus other messages on other platforms that i have to respond to immediately. plus my class work that i'm at risk of falling behind in because i'm so stressed about literally every aspect of my life, and my extracurricular where no one respects my time so i dedicate ungodly numbers of hours to bc other people can't get their shit together and rely on my to solve problems that they should Know How To Solve. and the job search that feels more and more futile the longer it goes and the more positions i apply to.

so yes, i missed a single email out of the dozen that arrived in my inbox that morning. and yes, that means that i deeply fucked up and now no longer have a backup plan if my job search fails. which it feels like it will. or i'll end up in a part of the country where i am Not Safe and have no safety net or support system. but yeah i'll make sure to send them an email so that i don't burn any bridges. and thank you for telling me how nice college career fairs were for you when you went to school in the eighties, that's definitely making me feel better about my entire shit show of a situation. no, i don't want to work at the big pharma company mom works at. please stop suggesting it.

good bye, i'll see you at thanksgiving. i'm going to hang up, spend 45 minutes sobbing, and then keep applying to jobs that i will never hear back from. maybe by the time i see you my job app tracker will have hit triple digits, i'm already halfway there.