#because i have definitely seen gifs of him in the blue outfit from this video

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LMK S4 THEORY TIME

So I was thinking about the box art that came out recently and thought of something we might see in season 4, involving Mei, the Samadhi fire, and her love for the game Monkey Mech.

[!This post contains MAJOR SPOILERS for previous seasons of lego monkie kid, especially season 3!]

Inspired by this thread by colesmonkies on Twitter!

The thread above talks about how season 4 might take place inside a video game, specifically Monkey Mech, or maybe even the unnamed game that Wukong made from S2E6 "Game on". This theory is supported by the fact that Monkey Mech has been a big part of the show since the very first episode, and that it inspired MK's physical monkey mech power - which is the sole thing that separates him from Monkey King as his successor.

This journey into the game (instead of actually traveling to the past) would help tell the story of Monkey King's adventures that were never covered in Journey to the west, like his relationship with Macaque. Because let's be honest, that monkey would never talk about his past problems out of his own free will, especially not that part of his life.

Some people have pointed out that it was suspicious how MK's arcade machine was highlighted next to MK's staff and the scroll in the end scene. We know the latter is definitely going to be important in season 4, and we know Pigsy removed the game from his store when it kept distracting MK from his work too much.

So why does Wukong have it? Did he just want to have the game for himself to play? Or maybe there's something special about it? And most importantly, how would they get INTO the game in the first place?

Mei has a big role in MK's Monkey Mech obsession. It's also her favorite game and she's an expert at it, easily beating him (or anyone else, really) every time they compete against each other.

Very early in the series, in S1E3 "Coming home", she reveals a bit about her childhood, her personal life and her family, and obtains her dragon sword. She has grown a lot since then, going through character development comparable to that of MK himself and other major characters.

In S3E6 "The first ring" she is shown to be able to create, or at least modify, other vehicles and transform them into her own, very much like MK's physical monkey mech. She does this by plugging her dragon sword into it like some sort of overpowered USB stick. This particular vehicle is white gold and blue instead of her usual green, the same color scheme as her Monkey mech horse character (and her outfit on the new box art).

Also why did Red son have an input specifically for Mei's dragon sword in his car? I could go on about this but that's a topic for another post

Mei is insanely powerful even without the sword, or her dragon powers. She has created a fully stocked futuristic secret base, owns multiple personalised motorbikes, put a totally-not-creepy digital tracking system on all of her friends, and probably much more i forgot about while writing this post. She is a massive tech nerd much like Red son, the previous holder of the Samadhi fire.

Thanks to him, Mei has now learned to make the fire her own. This is a huge development, something i assume they won't just gloss over in season 4. I fully expect to see more of her abilities now that she has the fire under her control, especially combined with her dragon powers. We've only seen a snippet of what she can do with it (Including nearly cooking MK alive on like... three separate occasions).

I was watching the season 3 specials again, and one thing Red son said stuck out to me:

The samadhi fire is more than just an inextinguishable flame. It's an interdimensional weapon, with the destructive power to burn through the very fabric of reality."

Season 3 put emphasis on the fact that the fire could destroy reality. But what if through some training, the fire could also modify it, BEND it? We know Mei can teleport now, so it wouldn't be too far fetched to assume she could use this INTERDIMENSIONAL weapon to travel between realities.

We've seen that Mei can plug her sword into things to give them a "power up". So what i think might happens is that she will use it on the Monkey Mech arcade machine, and using the samadhi fire's interdimensional abilities, somehow transport herself and her friends into the reality of the game where (a big part of) season 4 will take place. She will need to leave her sword plugged in while being in there, which could explain why she doesn't have it with her in the box art.

TLDR: My theory is that the plot of season 4 will be about Mei plugging her dragon sword into the Monkey mech arcade machine, and transporting herself and her friends into the game thanks to her new samadhi fire powers.

I don't really have an idea for why they would enter the game and how the scroll could to this. Maybe they just wanted some fun, or it was an accident? Either way, they would need to find a way to get out back to their own reality, either by finishing the game or with help from outside. (Red son on Guanyin? Flying Bark? pls?)

Let me know your thoughts!

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EDIT 3/12/2022: MORE THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS BECAUSE MORE SETS CAME OUT!

The man antagonists of the new sets are the yellow tusk elephant, azure lion and golden-winged eagle which are minor characters in Journey to the West. The Rhino king was a character from JTTW that made a cameo in Wukong's game in S2E6, so it's likely that these three new animal-based characters will have a similar antagonistic role.

But what stood out to me are their sidekicks, called "ink demons". These demons are original characters, never appearing in JTTW. @/sonofwu on twitter pointed out that heir names imply that there's a possibility our main cast will dive into the world of a book (the scroll from S3E14?) instead of a video game, or that the characters in the book come alive into the real world of Monkie kid.

Since Mei gets a lot of focus in the sets, and her and MK being the only ones not as their past selves unlike Pigsy, Sandy and Tang, I believe there's still a possibility of her using her sword to take MK and herself into this dimension (either into the book or the game) instead of traveling to the past.

Something that stood out to me as well was the backgrounds for these sets, which appear very similar to the scenery in Wukong's game from S2E6. This could support the theory that they'll travel into this game instead of Monkey Mech.

In one set, MK, Mei, and the original versions of Pigsy and Sandy are shown to be vendors of some kind of stores (for example, Mei being a blacksmith). Maybe this implies that they'll take part in the game as NPC's too, like how the original Tang did in Wukong's game.

Also, you know how I said Pigsy, Sandy and Tang looked like their past selves in these sets? They also have VERY similar outfits to their game counterparts! I wonder if this means anything....

Let me know your thoughts!

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#5

Here’s my first piece for the @bnhaspinnerzine ! Spinner’s sporting a Heroes Rising Shigaraki outfit with some uncanny cameos! Can you recognize them all?

(Plz do not repost)

44 notes - Posted March 27, 2022

#4

“You look just like Blue. Is she your mother?”

Not bnha but saw Dominion and now I’m in a dinosaur mood

45 notes - Posted June 17, 2022

#3

Did a little something based on a wonderful voice recording I got from Dabi’s amazing VA a few years back

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45 notes - Posted February 21, 2022

#2

AFO barging in and tryna meddle in another child’s misery

81 notes - Posted April 7, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I usually don’t dabble in the art of meta, but Dabi’s story is compelling to me in the sense that it addresses the dehumanization of villains. He’s not evil because he got up one day and decided to be. He’s evil because he feels.

Endeavor wanted to live vicariously through him and use him to have the Todoroki name in the Number One hero slot. Then when Touya started hurting himself, he took it away without thinking about Touya’s feelings. Endeavor’s dreams became Touya’s and just like that they were gone. But what was there was something to prove.

Dabi still feels that hurt, but has transformed it into a pitted rage and jealousy against his own. I don’t necessarily blame him for how he feels either. He’s watching his little brother succeed in taking over the dream he once had and earn the approval he never did have.

Shouto understands this. He knows Dabi is more complex than just a bad guy. He’s hurting and he wants to do what he can to save him, even if it means just talking things through. And Shouto hurts too. He dealt with the loss of Touya for so long and he wants answers. He’s also been in similar shoes as Dabi and the burden of the Todoroki name now rests on him.

So far Shouto is the only one to really show any concern. Everyone is quick to dismiss Dabi and his emotions as seen in the civilians who saw his video and simply called Dabi annoying. To them, Dabi is no more than a common pest in need of extermination. But Shouto actually heard the message. He went out of his way to establish a connection with him and even risked his life. And as Dabi says he is still Shouto’s brother. He’s more than just bad. He’s a brother. A son. A friend (Whether he likes it or not).

A person.

Meanwhile everyone else thinks he’s just a goal for the heroes to conquer. For this generation of rising heroes, it’s definitely a good change. The goal of a hero is to save those in need and in the narratives of Shouto and Dabi as well as Deku and Shigaraki, we see a reform moving towards the original goals. It’s not about fame, glory, and money anymore. And it never should have been. It should have been about the people.

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Life Without Colour {PART TWO}

Soulmate AU: Your vision is in black and white until you meet your soulmate. You and your boyfriend, Steve Rogers, aren’t each others soulmates but you love each other. He introduces you to his friends, the Avengers, and a very odd thing happens.

Characters: Steve Rogers x Plus Size Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Plus Size Female Reader

PART ONE

PART TWO

PART THREE

PART FOUR

PART FIVE

PART SIX

taglist: @domainoflostsouls​  forgetthisbull  handon-h-art  yourspecialcrush  giulsgotmusic

As morning crept in through the blinds, you opened your eyes. It had been a horrendous night. You’d slept for a couple of hours, if that, all in and every time you woke up, you felt like crying. You opened your eyes to see wonderous colour, everything was so colourful and it shocked you but my god, you wished that your vision was still black and white. If your vision had been black and white everything would’ve been fine and you would be happy. You would’ve given up anything to have black and white vision back. Black and white vision wasn’t so bad, I mean, it always felt like you were trapped inside a 50s sitcom but that was pretty cool! Though now with colour you could easily see what your clothes looked like...

Steve was still sound asleep beside you. His alarm would go off in an hour or so. Carefully, you got out of bed trying not to wake him as you went to wander through Steve’s apartment. You were grateful that Steve’s décor was darker and more muted colours; dark blues and browns (and you knew what colours they all were because during the night, you’d found some YouTube Kids videos telling you all the different types of colour. You liked red and you really liked yellow). You spend a while walking around the apartment and looking out the window, watching the sun come up. Your stomach flips and you feel sick as you see a photo of Steve and Bucky; the same photo that you’d seen so many times before except now it’s in colour and you can see Bucky’s dark eyes and Steve’s bright eyes. Taking a breath, trying to push the nausea away, you wish it had been Steve’s eyes that you saw. You wish Steve’s bright blue eyes had been the first ones you saw in colour.

Your mind refuses to stop picturing Bucky and that first moment of seeing colour crashing over you like a wave. The guilt hits you like a train as you stare at the photo. How could you love Steve Rogers and yet have Bucky Barnes be your soulmate? You needed help; you needed some form of guidance, someone to talk to that wasn’t Bucky Barnes. 

Steve finds you sitting on the couch, staring at the photo of the pair, fifteen minutes later. He pads over to you, realising that you’re in a daydream of sorts, “Sweetheart?” He says softly sitting on the couch beside you.

You tore your eyes from the picture and stared at him, once again the colour of his eyes surprising you. Quickly, you set the photo down and pull him onto the couch, “Steve, I have to tell you something.”

Steve brushes your hair out of your face, frowning in concern. He could tell something was eating away at you, he noticed it last night at the party. He’d hoped it had just been the migraine but now, seeing the fear in your eyes, he wondered if it was something else entirely. He asks if you’re okay, asks what’s wrong and you open your mouth and then shut it. You need to tell him. A relationship shouldn’t have secrets or lies and you had always been honest with Steve. Steve valued honesty and truth among all else, he valued loyalty and yet, here you were, keeping the biggest secret of your life from him.

He repeats the question, “What’s going on?”

You shake your head and plaster a smile on your face, “I was just thinking that I’d go see Nat today,” you told him, “She was telling me about her and Bruce yesterday but never got to hear much of the story before my migraine kicked in.” It wasn’t a lie, you were waiting to hear more of Nat and Bruce’s story but that wasn’t the only reason you wanted to go and see her. You wanted Nat’s opinion on everything; you wanted her to tell you what you were supposed to do.

Steve nodded his head slowly, “Are you okay, (y/n)? You’ve not seemed quite right since last night at the party.” No, I’m not right at all, Steve! My soulmate is your best friend! How do I tell you that? How am I meant to tell you that without destroying you?

“Yeah, everything’s fine, love,” you smile at him, “The migraine’s away but I barely slept.” He looks at you with that stare, the one where he’s trying to figure out if you’re telling him the truth, “Honestly, Steve, I’m okay. I’m absolutely exhausted but I’ll have a cup of coffee and go see Nat and I’ll be fine. Must’ve been the champagne last night, I only had one glass but you know I’m not a big drinker and you know Stark buys the expensive stuff.”

Steve relents with a sigh, he’s unsure but you seem to be talking a little more, “Okay, just remember that I’m here for you if you need me...” He stands up, stretching and you smile as you look at him. He is one fine specimen. He notices you admiring his muscles, “You think these are impressive?” He chuckles, “You should’ve seen me before the serum.”

You laugh, a real genuine laugh, and for a few seconds, you forget about everything. Things were just so real and easy with Steve, “I would’ve loved to have met you back then you know.”

Steve scoffs, “Yeah right. You’re way out of my league right now never mind back then.”

“I’m serious,” you say as you follow him into the kitchen, “Steve, you’re the best person I’ve ever met. I would love you in every lifetime and every size or shape. Skinny, pre serum Steve would’ve been just as perfect. The serum changed the way you look but it never changed the way you act or the way you think. That’s all you and what do I always tell you?”

Steve smiles as he makes the coffee, “You love the way I think.” He looks up at you and you smile at him. Everything was always easy with Steve; it always had been, even on that very first day.

The rain poured down, splashing onto the sidewalk. You pulled your jacket tighter around you as you tried to back further into the wall. You’d been waiting outside a café for over thirty minutes waiting for your date to show up. So far, nothing. You’d text and left a voicemail asking if he was on his way but no answer. You huffed as you shook your head, “Bloody men.”

You go to turn and walk away, knowing that you’d been stood up and didn’t want to hang around for nothing, when you almost bump into something or rather someone, “Sorry, I was going to ask if you wanted my umbrella.” He asked with a smile, “But you started cursing out men and honestly, it’s a little intimidating.”

You looked up at him and smiled, well he wasn’t your soulmate but that was okay, you didn’t need colour to know that he was ridiculously good looking,  “Sorry, I, uh, I got stood up so I’ve been standing in the rain for nearly forty minutes. I even went to the effort of putting on a whole new outfit and curling my hair!”

The man sighs, “I’m sorry to hear that, how about I buy you a cup of coffee?” He holds his hands up when you look at him concerned, “I just wanna be nice, that’s all. If you hate me, you never have to see me again.”

You find yourself laughing and shrugging, “Oh, what the hell- sure... I’m (y/n).”

“Steve, Steve Rogers.”

It hits you then. Of course, “You’re Captain America!”

Steve nods, “I hope that’s not an issue?”

You shake your head, “Not at all but... why does someone like you want to go on a date with someone like me? I mean you look like that and I look like...” you look down at your soaked outfit, “a drowned rat.”

His laugh is lovely, you realise as it comes booming out of him, “Someone like me? I look like this now but before the war, I was a scrawny five foot four kid with too many health issues to count and someone like you? You mean someone beautiful with a gorgeous smile?” He opens the café door, “Shall we?”

A cup of coffee with Captain America, you muse in your head as you sit at the table in the small café waiting for him to bring you back your drinks, your mom would have a field day with this one. You shrug your jacket off and hang it over the back of the chair, thankful that your jacket had kept the rain from soaking you straight to the bone.

Steve appeared a minute later, two coffees and two muffins, “I wasn’t sure if you wanted something to eat so I got us muffins.”

“Thanks,” you smile, happily taking a bite out of it. Steve sits down and you suddenly feel rather awkward as he smiles at you. You’re not soulmates. Your vision is still black and white so... what was the point?

Steve seems to read your mind, “We’re not soulmates... It’s okay.” You breathe a sigh of relief and Steve can see you visibly relax.

“Yours is still black and white?”

He shakes his head, taking a sip of the coffee, “No, I... I met my soulmate a long time ago.”

“Oh?” you pause and he can see your eyebrows furrow in confusion.

“It was during the war we met,” he goes onto explain, “Things couldn’t really go anywhere since I woke up in the twenty first century... She died a couple of years ago.”

Well, shit. “Oh god, Steve, I’m so sorry. That’s... That’s horrible.”

Steve smiles, appreciating your genuine sympathy, “It’s okay,” he shrugs, “besides, I like to think I can make my own destiny; that there’s more than one person in the world that could be a match for me.”

A smile spreads onto your face. He was like a breath of fresh air, the way he spoke about things with such hope... it was inspiring. No wonder he was Captain America; everything America should have been, “I like the way your mind works.” And it’s true. You’d never met anyone who was so hopeful. Everyone you met followed the rules and stuck by them but Steve, despite his past and despite his definite trauma, he remained hopeful for a better future.

He asks about you and your situation, “Still black and white,” you tell him, “I have to send pictures of my outfits to my sister who met her soulmate years ago just to see if the colours go well together.” He laughs, “I’m in no rush to find my soulmate, if I ever find them. I don’t believe too much in it either.”

The pair of you look across the table at one another and smile and it’s an unspoken agreement of ‘are we going to do this?’. Steve takes a sip of coffee, hiding a bashful smile from behind the mug, “You know, I’m real glad your date stood you up.”

His kiss on your temple as he slides your mug of coffee over to you breaks you out of your trance, “Penny for your thoughts?”

“I’m real glad my date stood me up,” you murmur with a smile.

A slow grin spreads on his face, “Yeah, me too...”

Once you’ve eaten breakfast, gotten dressed and ready for the day ahead, you text Nat and ask her if you can come over. She responds right away telling you to come by whenever. You get ready to leave and say bye to Steve, who’s using a laptop looking up something else that Sam told him about.

“I’ll be home soon,” you say, kissing his hair, “Text me if you’re wanting me to pick up anything while I’m out.”

“I love you,” Steve calls as you’re pulling on your sneakers.

A pang of guilt hits you and you take a deep breath, “I love you too, Steve.”

You leave.

The drive to Natasha’s apartment is a short one and it helps that you’re breaking most of the traffic laws to get there. You need to tell someone. Honestly, at this rate, you’ll be having stomach ulcers with the stress. Maybe you were overreacting, maybe this wasn’t such a big deal... Maybe you would tell Nat and she would roll her eyes and tell you that it would be fine, to tell Steve and don’t talk to Bucky again. You hoped that it could be that easy but really... would it be?

Natasha immediately knew something was wrong, “Have you slept?” She asked, noting the dark circles under your eyes and your stressed appearance.

“Couple of hours.”

“What’s going on?”

“Coffee and then we’ll talk.” Nat nods and goes to the kitchen so prepare the coffee. Her apartment is bare but stylish. It’s not very personable but she wasn’t very personable so it makes sense. Nat always told you that she was ready to up and leave if she needed to. You follow her into the kitchen to see her lifting down two blue mugs, “Actually, can I get that red mug that’s on the top shelf?”

Nat nods and reaches up. Then she realises what you just said, “No fucking way.” You sigh, sitting at the kitchen island as she stares at you, throwing question after question at you, “You can see colour? When? How? Who?!”

“Coffee first, please.”

Natasha Romanoff has never moved faster in her life as she makes that cup of coffee and has it sitting in front of you within thirty seconds. She demands to know everything, “When?!”

“Last night at Stark’s party.”

Natasha snaps her fingers, “I knew something wasn’t right! You left so early and didn’t even say goodbye, by the way. Tony said you had a migraine but I thought something was off.”

You nodded, “Yeah, the colour was overwhelming and it gave me a migraine. It’s still pretty overwhelming, to be honest.”

Natasha leaned forwards, elbows propped onto the kitchen counter, “Is it...”

You shake your head, looking at your hands, “No... It’s not Steve.”

She curses under her breath, “Damn... I’m sorry, I can’t imagine how difficult that is but... doesn’t mean everything’s doomed. Who is it?”

All of a sudden, you can’t say anything; all you can do is stare at the coffee. Natasha begins to list of names, “Stark? Thor? Galactica man? Fury? Parker-”

“Nat, he’s seventeen!”

She holds up her hands, “Wanda? Strange? Sam? Maria Hill? Oh my god, is it me?” You roll your eyes at her and then she says it, “Bucky?” Your bottom lip trembles and Natasha’s jaw drops, “Bucky?! Bucky Barnes?” A nod is all you can muster, “Holy shit! I knew the universe is fucked but I didn’t realise it’s this fucked!”

“You said it doesn’t mean everything’s doomed, tell me it’s not doomed, Nat.”

“What did Steve say?! Holy shit, I can’t believe that. No wonder you didn’t sleep.” She sees your eyes lower, “You have told him, haven’t you?”

“I tried,” you whisper, “I tried, Nat. I-I couldn’t.” She sighs heavily, “It’s bad, isn’t it? It’s real bad.”

She nods, “Yeah, it’s gonna be bad.” The two of you are silent as you sip at the coffee, trying to figure out what the next move is. It feels good to talk about it with someone; feels much better to share the load with someone who isn’t Bucky.

“I don’t know how to tell him,” you say eventually, voice cracking with emotion, “I mean, how do you tell your boyfriend that his best friend is your soulmate?” Nat doesn’t have the answers and you know she doesn’t. She can’t tell you what to do. Bucky couldn’t tell you what to do either. You have to figure it out by yourself.

“Tell me everything.”

So you tell her everything. You tell her about seeing him, about going to get air, about Bucky finding you and having a secret conversation with him, about the migraine and about going home with Steve, “The worst part of it is... Bucky’s eyes were the first pair I saw in colour. How many times have I said to you even if Steve wasn’t my soulmate, how many times have I said I wanted his eyes to be the first ones I look into with colour vision? I feel like I’ve betrayed him.”

Nat’s hand reached out, clasping yours from across the table, “This isn’t your fault. I know that if you had your way, you would’ve seen colour with Steve from that very first glance. If not Steve, you would’ve picked me, obviously.” You laugh slightly, “Steve will understand that you didn’t want or mean for this to happen. His soulmate is someone else as well.”

“But his is dead. My soulmate is another Super Soldier who has a freaking metal arm and used to be an assassin!”

“Don’t knock assassins,” she scolds with a smile, “I’ve seen the way you and Steve are together and I know that you’re the real deal, soulmate or not. You know that too. Your talk with Bucky seems like you two are pretty okay with nothing happening between the pair of you and that’s a good first step.”

“What do I do?”

She squeezed your hand and gave you a small smile, “You know what to do.”

You let out a long breath and nodded slightly, “I have to tell Steve.”

Natasha smiled. She was one of your closest friends, she seemed to understand you pretty well. She understood your anguish and your pain and she would always listen to your problems. Steve was close with Nat for the exact same reasons. She helped and she listened. Natasha had welcomed you practically with open arms (except she hated hugs) when Steve introduced you to her. Straightaway she knew that you two were made for each other, even if the universe didn’t think it. She made a comment that stuck with you to this day,  ‘You both make each other a better person. You share the load and take turns of carrying the burdens. It’s not common that happens.’

To distract you, she updated you on her and Bruce Banner saying that he’d finally asked her out and their date was tonight, “I’m sorry. I know the last thing you want to deal with is my relationship problems,” you apologised as she told you.

“Don’t be silly, I’d rather help you than worry about what I’m meant to say on this date! I’ve not been on a date in years!”

“You’ll be fine,” you laughed, draining the last of your coffee, “You know that the pair of you are soulmates just... no work talk.”

Natasha looked like a deer caught in the headlights, “No work talk? What am I meant to talk about?!”

“I don’t know... the weather?”

The redhead rolled her eyes, “I’m not taking advice from someone who’s dating their soulmate’s best friend.”

“Low blow,” you said laughing. She did always know how to lighten the mood, “You’ll be fine, Nat.” As if on cue, you get a text, “It’s Steve... asking when I’m coming home. Can’t put it off any longer.” Standing, Nat tells you that she’s proud of you.

“It won’t be easy but... it’s the right thing to do.”

In the car ride over, you had rehearsed what you’d say to Steve. You would tell him everything that happened, you’d tell him about Bucky, about the conversation you had with him, about the real reason why you had a migraine and you’d apologise for not telling him as soon as it happened. You were scared but fear isn’t a real excuse to not do the right thing. You hoped that he wouldn’t hate you. You hoped that he would forgive you for not saying something sooner.

As you open Steve’s apartment door, you hear laughter... You frown as you close the door behind you, “Steve?” You call out.

“(y/n), you’re home,” Steve replies, “We’re in here.”

“Who’s we?” You ask, kicking off your shoes and peering around the corner,  “Oh.” You don’t look at the figure sitting next to Steve. You can’t. You’ll lose your composure and everything will be a mess again.

Steve grinned, “Bucky thought he’d stop by, isn’t that great?”

You force a smile, “Amazing! I’m going to go make myself some lunch.” Quickly, you rush into the kitchen, trying to slow your heartrate. What the fuck is he doing here?!

That’s when someone clear their throat from behind you, “I brought the coffee mugs we used back...” Bucky Barnes was the last person you wanted to see right now and now, here he was, standing in your kitchen trying to make conversation with you?! Universe, you and I need to have a good long chat.

“Why are you here?” Your voice is harsher than it should be but you’re annoyed. You’d agreed to only see each other when necessary not randomly! You thought that you’d be able to tell Steve yourself without unwelcome guests such as Bucky.

“Steve said you were out and I thought I’d be okay to see him for a few hours!” Bucky’s just as annoyed apparently not wanting to see you much more than you wanted to see him. He’s annoyed that you’re annoyed. You turn to him, glaring into those blue eyes, “Look, I know you hate me for fucking things up but... I needed to see you.”

“Why?!” You’re whisper shouting at each other and you were so glad that Steve didn’t have super hearing.

“Because I- I can’t stop thinking about you!” He hisses, arms flailing as his eyes bore into your soul, “I never slept because I couldn’t get you out of my head!”

You’re breathing hard as you look at him. He couldn’t sleep because he was too busy thinking of you? “You couldn’t sleep either?” Bucky cocks his head in confusion, “Every time I closed my eyes, all I saw were yours.” You explained and you give a bitter laugh, “Forgive me for being annoyed but I wanted the first colour I saw to be Steve’s eyes, not yours so yeah, I’m a little pissed.”

Bucky rolls his eyes, “Oh, I’m sorry, princess,” he scoffs, “If I had it my way, I wouldn’t have picked you to be my soulmate. Plenty more people better.” The comment stings. You don’t know Bucky at all, all you know is what Steve told you of him but so far, he had made a terrible impression. Though to be fair, you’d said similar things to him so... Immediately, he groans and realises how big of a dick he looks, “I’m sorry. I- I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just- It’s-”

“Complicated. I know... I’m sorry that I’ve been a bit of a bitch. I never thought that this would happen. I’m stressed and I feel like I’m going to get a stomach ulcer from the stress.”

Bucky nods, “I’m sorry too... I’m sorry for showing up here too. Steve said you’d be out but I was hoping to see you again. I couldn’t sleep last night because I couldn’t stop thinking about what would’ve happened if I’d met you first.”

“Bucky...” Your voice is a warning. A warning to not break over that threshold because once you break it, there’s absolutely no fixing it. It’s a warning that nothing will happen between the two of you. 

He realises and quickly straightens, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. Just... Just don’t go there,” you say with a nod as you turn around and open the fridge. You pull out some leftovers from your dinner the night before and go to the microwave to reheat it. The pair of you are quiet; the only noise to be heard is the hum of the microwave, “We should tell him,” you say eventually.

Bucky sighs. He too felt terrible for lying to Steve but he thought that hiding it was the easier thing to do, “Are you sure that’s what you want to do?”

You nod as the microwave beeps, “We have to tell Steve.”

“Tell me what?” Steve asks, walking into the kitchen and placing some dirty dishes on the counter, “What’s going on? You okay?” Your eyes fleet between Steve who remains happy yet confused and Bucky who won’t stop staring at you with the deep stare. 

Oh, fuck.

[droogiesanddiscourse]

i fear no god.... if you won't mind, your writing is lovely! some smutty alex hcs? really go wild. there's just not enough alex smut, and i neeeeeeed more. that bastard.... i hope you're doing well! sending love!

I AM HERE TO DELIVER SOME SMUTTY ALEX CONTENT FOR YOU aha so as you were not super specific I’m just gonna....go wild some of this is CRAZY I am sorry

HCs: Pure Alex DeLarge smut, NCN play, some dark themes that may potentially be triggering. Please read at your own risk, and 18+ only please! 

• Alex is absolutely just....a sex crazed maniac and anyone who tells you different is 100% lying.

• Alex gets what he wants, when he wants, how he wants it. He has an extremely manipulative personality, so he knows how to start gaslighting you when he doesn’t get what he wants. He’ll play the role of the perfect boyfriend to such a high degree that if you deny him of his sexual appetite, he’ll take it extremely seriously. 

• “Oh, ok (Y/N),” he puts on his puppy dog eyes and pouts “I guess thou doesn’t love me as much as I thought. Am I, like, not a good lover to thou? Is this why you won’t give me this one ounce of pleasure? How selfish....”

• Even if you fight with him, or you crumble at his words, you know how this will end anyways. 

• Is very into BDSM and role-play, see Alex is very used to um, non-consensual sexual experiences, so once he is in a committed relationship with you that has to change at least, well as far as you know. But of course his personality is not going to change that easily just because you are in his life. 

• For an example, Alex will “pretend” he is a robber in his traditional droog outfit and make you beg within an inch of your life to please not steal anything or hurt you, and you offer pleading “oh but if there is anything I can give you....please don’t hurt me” 

• He’ll be super impressed with you if you are a good actress/actor too, if you can fake cry or provide a convincing performance, it will make Alex feel like it’s all the more real to him. He will get even more excited until he is practically about to burst in his pants. 

• Moments like this are when Alex becomes the most animalistic and wild with you, tearing at your clothing and pounding into you at an unholy pace. He will get lost in the moment too, your squeals of actual pain when his nails dig into your flesh too hard, or bruises from harsh slaps to your rear are often waived off as Alex “getting into character.” He’s ruthless.

• He’ll sometimes videotape your sexual experiences with a giant, bulky camcorder he places in the corner of the room. Definitely will play up to the camera, forcing you to look directly into it as he plows into you. We all know his ego is...a lot so expect to hear dirty comments 

• “What a greedy little devotchka, bouncing up and down on my pan-handle like a naughty little soomka!” 

• “Is thou going to say anything...hmm? Say something, or am I giving thou the in-n-out too horrorshow that thou can’t even speak! Tell them who’s fucking thou this good, tell THEM who’s fucking thou this good!”  

• He’s super good at dirty talk tbh...like super good. He loves to make you blush. 

• He swears the videos only stay between the two of you, but you know the droogies have seen it based off of offhanded comments from them. If you confront Alex about it, his eyes will do the talking and he’ll give you a small smirk. Nothing Alex ever said is a promise, you should know better by now! 

• Alex LOVES receiving oral, and will make you pleasure him this way as often as possible. With his exhibition tendencies, he also enjoy when you get under the table in public and secretly get him off. 

• He's a head pusher too, grabbing your hair and pushing his cock down your throat as far as he can. Don’t worry, he will repay the favor though (sometimes). He’s extremely skilled with his tongue, and he loves looking up at you between your thighs with his piercing, blue eyes. He loves watching you come undone. 

• Anyways this bastard is such a horny man, and you have no choice but to indulge in it. 

[brelione]

Endgame(Kiara Carrera X Reader)

Request:with kie with a like super rich kook SO and bringing them to meet the rest of the pogues and they all expect to hate them but then not

Kiara had never liked you.Well, she had never reallly met you.She kind of just assumed you were a bitch.You were what Sarah Cameron thought she was, you came from a ridiculously rich family.

Your mother was a brain surgeon and your father was a famous actor so that obviously meant that you were ridiculously rich.Kie had done a lot of research on you, finding your name on your fathers wikipedia page and from there finding your blog where you posted videos of him behind the scenes and personal interviews with him on your youtube channel.

She was up for 16 hours straight watching all of your videos, memorising your intro song.You had a good one million subscribers, posting a lot of blogs and videos showing things that you had found on the beach.She would blush and giggle at your little comments.

 “Hey, beautiful people!Its your bitch and today im gonna show you guys my new surf board because my old one got broke on an accident.I mean, my wrist also broke so if you were gonna comment on it, trust me.I definitely noticed.So before I get into this video I just want to talk about mental health really quickly.”You paused to take in a quick breath, speaking a bit too fast.

Theres a new suicide game and its getting across social media really quick so please do me a favor and stay safe.It doesnt matter what the problem is now, its only temporary and suicide is a permanent solution.I linked some suicide hotlines and free therapy sources in the description so please just keep yourselves healthy and happy for me, okay?Okay, cool.”You licked your lips, calming down from the quick rant.

“Also drink some fucking water!Its hot out and I almost passed out the other day and make sure you get a snack because this video is already fifteen minutes long and im probably gonna be ranting for another hour.”You grinned at the camera.

Kiara bit into a carrot stick, her knees on her chest as she sat in the recliner of her living room. “Watching another documentary?”Her mother asked, noticing that her daughter hadnt moved in hours.Kie shrugged, focusing on you as you dropped your surfboard. “This is exactly how I broke the first one-fuck!”You laughed, picking it back up.

Eventually the boys started to spam her phone, interrupting her binge watching.She left her house with a sigh, walking out to the dock and waiting for the pogues.Thats when she heard your voice.It was quiet as you walked, wearing white jeans and a light blue button up shirt.

 “So you guys always ask me to show you the beach that I find all of my seashells at so thats what we’re-”You paused, looking over to Kiara.She quickly looked away, pretending to be busy on your phone. “Sorry guys, I just saw a really pretty girl.”You whispered to your phone, continuing your walk.

From there she finally worked up the courage to talk to you.She couldnt simply message you on instagram, you had hundreds of thousands of followers so her dm would get lost with all the others.

So she found her prettiest outfit and walked to your house, knocking on the door.You looked at her through the camera of your doorbell, knowing that you had seen her before.You set down your lap top as you were editing, going to answer the door. 

“Hi...um...hi.”She laughed, not planning on getting this far. “Hi, um...what’s up?”You cringed at your words. “Nothing much.I just live a block away and I just thought id say hi...im sorry.”She laughed again, becoming more anxious.

 “Its fine!So um...I dont know, do you wanna maybe hang out sometime?”You asked, leaning against your doorway.She licked her lips, trying her best not to blush. “Yeah, yeah ok.Um...could I get your number?”She asked, holding her phone.

You nodded, giving her your phone number and telling her to text you whenever.Once the door was closed and she had left you were a squealing mess on your couch, recording. 

“So you guys know that pretty girl I was talking about that I saw?Yeah so I just got her number and im low key freaking out-oh god lets just hope she doesnt watch my channel!”You laughed before finishing the editing process, uploading it to youtube.

Kiara got the notification while she was washing her face, watching the video and absolutely losing her mind.She buried her face in her pillow, squealing before deciding to text you.

Unknown number:hey!Its Kiara.Do you wanna hang out tomorrow?

You smiled, letting out a sigh.You screenshotted it, knowing that it would be fun to look back at in the future.

You:Sounds good!Do you want to come over and we can get coffee or lunch or something?

Kie:Okay!!12?

You:Works for me :)

Kie:Okay!

You were anxious the whole night, trying to figure out what to wear.You couldnt decide, posting a poll on your instagram.They decided that you’d be wearing a dark green romper and sandals.You went to bed early since you’d have to wake up before afternoon, heart pounding.

When you woke up it was eleven and you were already behind, hopping in the shower quickly, drying your hair and brushing it, trying to get it to a soft texture.You didnt want to look like you were trying too hard, deciding not to use all of the hair products you’d usually put in your hair before a meeting or a date.

You got into your outfit quickly, pinning your pin back with bobby pins so you could moisturize your face, grabbing your box of beads and parting your hair.You braided the two groups of hair that framed your face, intertwining the beads along the way, securing it with an elastic.

You sighed, twisting a golden flower ring onto your pinkie before going down stairs to sit in your large living room, waiting for Kiara.Your doorbell alerted you to motion outside, getting excited when you saw Kiara walking up to your front door.

She was wearing a pink tube top, light washed jeans with her hair half up and half down, bracelets hugging her wrists.You got up, answering the door the second she rung the bell. “Hi.”You smiled, phone in your pocket.

 “Hi.”She smiled back, looking up and down at you.The two of you got into your car, you driving as you started your drive to a cafe. “So how are you?”You asked, realising you knew nothing about her. “Im good, what about you?”She asked, hands in her lap. “I was up all night editing which obviously sucked but you know, it is what it is.”You replied, biting your lip.

She smiled, knowing she’d end up watching the video. “Editing what?Like an edits account on instagram?”She asked, cringing at how stupid it sounded.You shook your head, slowing down once you got to the main road, searching for a parking spot.

 “No, I have a youtube channel.I kind of just post random shit and hope for the best.”You answered, pulling up next to the cafe.She nodded, turning to look at you. “That’s cool, what kind of stuff do you post?”She asked, resting her chain against her palm.

You bit your lip, glancing over at the cafe. “I post a lot of interviews and random videos of my dad and sometimes he’ll take me to a set with him and i’ll take videos with the cast.I got to meet Scarlet Johannson so thats cool.”You replied, unbuckling your seatbelt.She grinned.

 “Thats fucking awesome-were they in a movie together?”She asked, wanting to hear you talk more. “A show thats coming to Netflix soon, its kind of like a murder mystery meets greek mythology and my dad plays Zeus.We should watch it together.”You answered.

The car was cool but you felt hot, probably because her eyes were focused on you.She nodded, liking the idea of hanging out with you more. “That’d be awesome.”The two of you went inside, the barista grinning at you.

She had always liked you and liked showing up in your vlogs when you came in to get your coffee with boba.She looked to the unknown girl beside you, a small pout on her face. “What can I get for you ladies?”She asked, already preparing your coffee. 

“What do you want, Kie?”You asked, moving aside so she could see the menu. “Uhhh….whats a green frappe?”She asked, squinting at the menu. “Oh-its like a blended matcha latte with like mint and vanilla.It's really good.”You explained.

The two of you sat with your drinks, Kiara laughing as you stabbed the boba bubbles at the bottom of your cup. “You know whats cool?These straws are made of hemp plastic so its-”She cut you off before you could finish.

 “Biodegradable?”She asked.You nodded, glad someone finally knew what you were talking about. “Yeah!And the company is awesome, they have like 10% of sales going to help the Amazon rain forests and another 10% going to help clean the ocean.”You smiled, taking a sip of coffee.

The afternoon had ended with the two of you on the beach, taking photos of eachother discretely while you finished your drinks, searching for sea glass and watching the sun set.Kiara was freaking out on the inside, knowing that she was pretty much dating a celebrity.

It didnt take long after that first day for her to start showing up in your videos.You held your camera as you two walked down the beach, her hand holding yours and twirling you every once in a while, flashing a smile to the camera. 

“So we’re currently on our way to a place that Kie will not tell me about because shes rude.”You spoke, turning the camera to face you.Kiara simply laughed, placing her chin on your shoulder. “Uh...no its because im good at planning surprises.”She answered, grinning when you gasped.

Two surfboards were on the sand along with a blanket and a basket full of fruits, veggies and sandwiches.You cut the camera, giggling and pulling her into a kiss. “Love you.”She grinned, giggling.

 “Love you too.”You replied, looking down at the boards.It didnt take long for the two of you to be in only your swimsuits, grabbing the boards and heading towards the water.You clipped the camera to your board, making sure it was secure before stating to film, catching a few good waves on camera before focusing more on Kie.

 “There she is, showing off for you guys.”You zoomed in on Kiara as she rode the wave, twisting her body to get a beautiful spin on the dark blue wave.She disappeared under the water, resurfacing with a smile and hair on her face, swimming towards you.

 “Did you see that?”She asked, a proud smirk tugging at her lips.You nodded. “How could I miss it?”You asked, earning an eye roll from your girlfriend. “Shut up.”She splashed you, letting out a loud laugh when you splashed back at her.

Turning off the camera, laying on your stomachs against your boards, holding hands so you wouldnt drift away from eachother.It was heaven. “So...ive been thinking lately.”She started, a nervous look on her face.

You raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue. “And I think I want you to meet my friends.”She tapped her fingernails against your surfboard, waiting anxiously for your answer.She had told the boys all about you.

About how you had a huge following on youtube, how your dad was an actor and how you lived in the biggest house on figure eight.She had tried her best to tell them that you werent like the others, that you were fantastic and humble.

But of course they didnt believer her and ‘would believe it when they saw it’.She knew that if she didnt end up introducing you to them sooner or later that she’d lost the chance to introduce you at all.

You nodded, considering it. “Yeah, okay.When?”You asked, hoping you’d at least have time to think about this. “Tomorrow.”She replied, wincing when you let out a small shout. “Tomorrow?Shit-Kie, im not ready!”You exclaimed, covering your mouth when you realised how loud you had been. 

“Babe, chill.Let me pick out your outfit and it’ll be fine.”She insisted.You gave in, the two of you paddling back to the sand, wrapping up in your towels and sitting on the blanket, eating some cutie oranges.

She spent the night at your house, holding on tight to you even though the two of you were in a king sized bed and she had more than enough space to spread out like a starfish.

The morning came too fast, Kiara raiding your closet for something appropriate for the occasion, pleased when she came across a black bathing suit and a yellow shirt along with some jeans, tossing them at you. 

“Babe, you gotta get up.”She told you, already dressed and ready to go.You groaned, finally getting up a few minutes later, slowly changing and not even bothering to pick up your pajamas.You were still sore from last night, stretching your limbs as you pulled the jeans up your body.The boys were spamming her phone, making her annoyed.

Dumb Blonde:Where are you guys

God:Are you bringing them with you

Trash Rat:Dont bring them with you 

Trash Rat:The place is a mess

Trash Rat:Kie

Trash Rat:Kiara

Trash Rat:Kiara Madelyn Klark Carrera

God:Where are you guys

Dumb Blonde:Wait are they the one with the dad that was in that one movie

She ignored their texts, turning off her notifications and sending you a quick smile, promising to get you an iced coffee on the way.You were half asleep in the passengers seat until she handed you a french vanilla iced coffee, slowly becoming awake.

By the time you had finished your coffee she had pulled into John.B’s drive way, hand on your thigh in attempts to calm you down. “You’re gonna be fine, babe.Everyone likes you, they just havent met you yet.”She grinned, getting out of the car.

You squeezed her hand, following her into the house.The boys were all sitting on the couch, looking up once the two of you had entered.JJ immediately looked you up and down, raising an eyebrow.You felt a bit insecure, trying to figure out what he thought of you.

 “This is (Y/N).(Y/N), these are the boys.Thats John.B, thats JJ and thats Pope.”She pointed to each of the boys.The tension in the room was ridiculous until Kiara pulled you into her lap, the boys looking between eachother. “So whats it like having a movie star as a dad?”JJ asked, the first one to speak up.

You bit your bottom lip, pulling at the skin on your hands. “umm...its really cool sometimes.Chris Hemsworth is a family friend so thats cool but like...I cant go anywhere with him when he’s home without getting followed around and there was this one teenage girl stalking him once and she was climbing our house and was watching me sleep.”You answered, relieved when you heard Pope chuckle. 

“Wait, actually?Thats so scary.”He replied, the two of you beginning to calm down a bit.You, John.B and JJ were all conversating about Chris Hemsworth, all of them asking a lot of questions.

 “Wait-who else have you met from the Avengers?”John.B asked. “I met Scarlet Johanson and Chris Evans.”You replied.Kiara smacked your leg. “You met Christ Evans and never told me?”She asked, outraged.

You rolled your eyes, pulling out your phone to show them the vlog that Chris had made an appearance in.Kiara was just confused as to why she had never seen it before you informed her that it was private. 

“Ew-ignore my face.Just wait a few seconds.”You told them, the phone between the circle that had ended up forming. “Oh my god!Its Chris Evans!”JJ shouted, staring at the phone.Chris had leaned over your shoulder, saying a quick ‘hello’ to the camera before Scarlet stole it from you. 

“This is Scarlet Johannson and I have decided to take over my new role as (Y/N)’s mom.Im sorry (Y/M/N) but they’re mine now.”She smiled.Her hair had been dyed a light blonde, red lipstick and light eyeshadow.

You had been freaking out the whole time. “Wait-will you ever see her again?”JJ asked.You hummed, sure that she’d be making an appearance for a Christmas Party. “Can you tell her I love her, please?”He asked, face red. “She reaches my vlogs-do you guys want to be in one?”You offered, remembering that you had your camera in your bag.

They all agreed, excited as you took out your camera, Kiara holding onto you. “So Kiara introduced me to her friends today and JJ has a special message for Scarlet.”You grinned, pointing the camera towards him. “Marry me, please.”He winked, giggling.

Pope flashed a peace sign at the camera, John.B sticking out his tongue and doing finger guns. “This is John.B and this is Pope, and then we have Kie as always.”You pointed the camera at her.She bit her lip, winking at the camera and making you laugh.

 “Oh my god- what is this vlog.”You shook your head, turning off the camera.When you had posted the vlog that night you were spammed with comments demanding JJ’s instagram and of course you had to give the people what they wanted.

JJ was more than happy to have a ton of pretty girls hyping him up in his comments, Pope getting a lot of attention as well.Scarlet had made sure to let you know that she had watched it and to tell JJ that he was too young for her but she was flattered by the offer.But then your instagram was being spammed.You were being tagged in dozens of edits of you and Kie along with one of you and JJ.But the comments on that one were so funny.

Kieand(Y/N)4life:bruh no

(Y/N)officialfanpage:no <3

(Y/N)officialfanpage:Kiara and them are meant to be bb

Kiara(Y/L/N):Kiara and them are meant to be buddy

KIEANDYNAREENDGAME:uhhh isnt it confirmed that Kiara and (Y/N) are dating?

“They’re catching on.”You told Kie, sitting down on the bed and showing her all the things you were tagged in.She grinned, telling you to post and make it official. “You sure?”You asked.She nodded, fixing her hair as you got ready to take a photo, kissing her cheek. She bit her lip, watching you type.

We are endgame.

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[aesthyuckic]

AVENOIR | l.dh - QUATTUOR

Genre: High School AU (at beginning) ; Tarot Reader!Witch!Hyuck

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: (for future chapters will bold if in use) belief contradictions, mentions of r*pe, blood, swearing, violence, mentions of abuse, slow but with a purpose

Pairings: Lee Donghyuck (Haechan) x Reader (F)

THE FOOL - innocence, new beginnings, free spirit

Donghyuck was upstairs that evening by himself in the small bedroom. His door was locked behind him while moonlight seeped in through the blinds, giving the only light. He fixed the yearbook that sat on his desk to make it look more natural before he put the polaroids on top of it. He took a few steps back to look at and critique the scene in front of him. He found it to be perfect. He questioned the yearbook and polaroids at first but didn’t do so for too long. She had a plan, it was her problem.

He could feel his heart race in his chest loud enough it was all he could feel and hear as he saw what was in front of and where he was. It was the last time he’d see these things and stand in this room to which his heart slowed down to a somber beat. He shook that idea out of his head, it was too late to go back on it now that he agreed to it. It’s what he wanted, was it not? It was what his heart wanted. He took a deep breath while composing himself back to normal.

He mumbled words of reassurance to himself before he opened his door finally. His siblings were all tucked away in their bedroom, playing video games with each other. He could hear the muffled sounds of commands and sound effects. It would be the last time he ever heard that and it made him stop for a moment and give things a second thought. He trudged on though, down the stairs where his footsteps became lighter as he started to run down.

He found his mother on couch in her usual spot when he got down the stairs which also slowed him down. The picture made him want to turn back and forget about the plan for tonight. It made him want to cry, the idea of him no longer able to be held in the warmth of his mom’s arms after a long day. Or the idea of him coming home to play video games with his younger siblings in their crumb invested bed. His was already missing the idea of the warmth and safety he had to come home everyday.

“Sweetie? Where are you going all dressed up?” She asked, noticing him which knocked him out of his thoughts that almost brought him to tears.

He looked down at himself wearing mostly black leather. The only good, fashionable pieces of clothing he had left in his closet. He really only wore the outfit on special occasions, like parties, in hopes it would attract people to him that way. He felt like he shouldn’t have been wearing it as it wasn’t any of those occasions nor was it a happy occasion.

“A party,” Donghyuck answered, quietly. “I was wondering if I could use the car since it’s my turn to drive, you know, if it’s okay with you.”

He knew how much she hated using the car unless it was absolutely necessary. It was rare when he actually got to drive it.

“Oh,” She said.

“So, can I drive it?” He asked, anticipating.

“Yes,” She nodded, which finally let him let go of the breath he held in his chest. “But, you can’t drink and you have to be home by midnight or the police are gonna start to look for you.”

“I will.”

A big smile appeared on his face as he walked over and grabbed the keys from her. He really hoped she’d say yes as his small bag full of clothing was already in the trunk of the car. He was already at the door, his hand on the doorknob before he looked back at his mom who was also smiling. His grip on the handle tighten as his smile slowly faded when he looked back at her. The heavy feeling overcame him once again.

“Have fun!” She smiled and waved good-bye.

He did his best to put the facade back on to appear normal but the lump that sat snug in his throat made it all so difficult. He still manage to put a grin back on his face. He wanted nothing more than to go and hug her like he’d usually do before he left. He couldn’t bring himself to do so, knowing full well if he did go to hug her goodbye he wouldn’t let go, his grip on her would get tighter and he’d breakdown in her arms with an endless string of apologies.

“Thank you,” He mumbled, softly, clutching the keys in his hands. “I love you... I’ll see you later.”

He opened the front door while he held his breath. He didn’t look back once he closed it behind him. He got in the car, quickly and sat in the driver’s seat for a few moments. He leaned his head back and blinked back the tears that welled up in his eyes. He took a deep breath once again. He made sure he had all the clothes he needed in his bag because after all, they were running away that night. He tried his best to stop thinking as he started to car and left to go to that outlet he’d be meeting Cosimia in.

He looked at the small clock that display the numbers 9:03 in green. He sat in the empty parking lot of the outlet by himself, in silence. The car was off and no noise at all was distracting him from the thoughts that tried to invade his mind, not even the small sound of crickets. His hands remained on the stirring wheel, tightly as he started to space out and lean his forehead against the top of wheel.

What are you doing? You barely know her. How can you just leave behind everything? How are you being so selfish? What are they going to do without you there? Are you really this stupid? Who even are you to think you can do this?

Listen to your heart, not your brain, Donghyuck. You’re letting your brain get the best of you... Isn’t it smart, though? To actually listen to your brain? Your heart only feels, it has no logic...

There was a knock on his window which starlted him up from his position. He looked over, quickly, thinking it was cop until he saw the familiar girl standing there looking back at him. He felt relieve seeing her since she had brought him out of his dilemma, unintentionally. His heavy breathing finally lightened.

Cosimia gestured down to the lock to which he noticed and unlocked for her. She ran to the passenger side and jumped in as he started the car once again. She seemed excited by the way she threw the bag with her belongings and then herself in the car. She buckled her seat belt, a smile complimented by rosy cheeks. He had never seen such a big smile on her face, one of pure joy. Was it weird to say he found himself happy at the fact?

“Oh!” She spoke up. “We need to make a stop before we go to Black Sands beach.”

“Black Sands beach?” He asked. “Why are we going there?”

“You’ll find out,” She shrugged. “But we have to go somewhere first.”

He sighed at the vagueness in her statement but did what she wanted nonetheless. He followed the directions she gave him which lead them to a rich neighborhood near the beach a few towns south. He’d never seen this part of the area before but than again, he always tried to stay out of the richy-rich parts. He felt intimidated by the wealth you saw in just a simple structure. He was confused especially when he pulled into a driveway in front of a townhouse who’s lights were still on.

“What are we doing?” He muttered.

“Just follow me.” She answered, rather playfully while unbuckling her seatbelt and jumping out of the car.

He followed shortly behind her, having no clue what she up to. She walked straight up to the door and rang the door bell which could be heard echoing from outside. The sound of footsteps on wooden floor apporched them. A shadow figure could also be seen from the bottom of the door. The locks turned before behind the door, a small old white lady was revealed.

Cosimia smiled, sweetly at the old lady to which the old lady chuckled out of excitement of seeing the girl in front of her. The unknown women was quick to bring the other into a big hug.

“Oh, Cosimia... I haven’t seen you in forever! It’s like you grew up before my eyes...” The lady gasped while looking the girl up and down with a sad, nostalgic smile and look in her blue eyes.

The teenager chuckled at the words that left the other’s mouth. The lady finally noticed the boy who stood awkwardly behind them in the dark.

“And who’s this?” The elder grinned as if suggesting something to the girl.

“Just a friend, Nana,” She giggled. “His name is Haechan.”

“Well, do you guys wanna come in?” She asked. “I have the fire going. I can make some tea or hot chocolate for you guys.”

“We’d love to, Nana but we’re coming back from a concert and we should get home soon.”

“Oh, well do know to stop by at any time, the both of you.”

“We’ll definitely have to but I wanted to stop by, quickly ... Do you still have that thing my dad gave you after my mom died? I can pay you if you want-“

“Oh, no, dear. I bought your mom that for a reason years ago and I know how much you and her both loved it. I’ll go get it, hold on.”

The lady went back into her house, leaving the front door open. The shadows casted on the wall were clearly caused by the fire that crackled in the background. She shuffled around the room which gave the young girl the opportunity to look back at the boy behind her. He shot her a look of confused which she just smirked before looking back in front of her. The lady came back out with a large rock in her hands which she handed off to the younger. It further confused him.

“Thank you so much, Nana.” She said while she hugged the rock close to her body.

“Of course,” She nodded. “Stop by soon!”

“We will!” She lied. “See you later!”

Donghyuck was already standing next to his side of the car as Cosimia came down the cement steps to her side. They both got in and there was utter silence. She didn’t seem to car by the way she cradled the rock in her arms.

“Can I ask what’s up with the rock?” He asked.

“Look inside.” She tossed the thing into his lap.

He winced at the gesture since it was quite heavy but he managed to catch it before it really hurt him. He noticed that there was a slit in on the flat side of it. He peeked in, not seeing much other than darkness until he put it under the moonlight. The inside glinted as he moved it around.

“It’s amethyst.” She sighed at the fact he didn’t realize.

“Why do you need amethyst?” He questioned as he gave it back to her. “And why did that lady buy it for your mom?”

“Amethyst provides spiritual protection that keep away negative entities and their attacks.” She informed. “It also blocks stress and helps purify. The other part isn’t important. Not right now anyway.”

She sat there and admired the crystal she held in her hands for a moment. The smile disappeard from her face in that moment, realizing she forgot to say something to him.

“Are you sure you wanna go through with this?” She turned to him. “You can go back home... Pretend like this never happened...”

“Yes, I’m sure,” He nodded, not wanting to go back to the thoughts he had earlier that evening. “Black Sands beach, right?”

He started the car and pulled out of the driveway, in a hurry. He wanted things to be over with soon so there was no turning back. He’d already made his decision earlier that day he couldn’t go back on it. He needed it... He wanted it... Luckily for him, every bad thought about his everyday life came to his mind in that moment to sooth him from his guilt and second thoughts.

When he got to the beach, he was ready to leave the car in the parking lot. Cosimia stopped him from turning off the car though.

“Go up there.” She pointed to the hill to their left that had a narrow dirt path on it.

“I don’t think cars are allowed up there.” He said.

“Just do what I say.” She huffed. “Please.”

He sighed out of frustration but followed her demands anyway, even though, maybe he shouldn’t of. He didn’t notice the hill was actually a cliff until they got up to the top. He stopped in front of the warning sign of eroding rocks that was illuminated by the car lights. He turned everything off and both him and the girl stepped out of the car.

The wind from the ocean overloaded his senses, making the hairs on his skin stand up from the cold. The smell of salt and wet rock filled the cool air as well. The waves crashed violently against the sand of the beach and and the cliff they were on. The water and moisture slowly chipped away at what the stood upon as the seagulls still whined loudly around them in the late, dark blue night.

It was exhilarating to feel the cold air on his skin. It made things so tranquil for him, made him feel free like the birds in the sky. He wondered if this is how they felt when they flew. He looked over at Cosimia, who stood with her eyes shut as she too, let the wind overcome her. It seemed like she was finally able to breath and feel a moment of peace for herself. Her eyes slowly fluttered open. She looked out toward the water, watching as the waves came to the shore in a hurry.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna go back?” She sighed, still watching the waves.

“Yes.” He was quick to answer the question she repeated for the second time that night.

“You’re really sure?” She snapped her head in his direction, her voice firm in the chaotic wind around them.

“Yes! How many times do you gotta ask?!”

“Okay, grab your things from the back.”

“Why?”

She didn’t answer his question. She got back in the car but only for a brief moment to grab her bag. She left the car door open though. He had no idea what she meant or what she was doing. He had a strange feeling to just follow her order, which he did. He opened the trunk and slung the heavy duffel bag over his shoulder.

“Let the break go.” She said.

“Wait, what?!” He yelled. “I can’t do that! This is my mom’s car! She barely let’s me drive it! I can just send it off the cliff! It cost so much.”

“That’s fine,” She frowned. “I get it’s hard... Maybe I’ll get to see you again in the future if I’m lucky. Thank you though, Haechan. I hope to see you later.”

She accepted his reaction too quickly. She didn’t fight him on it or anything before she turned on her heels and started walking down the cliff. She didn’t look back at him either. It made him upset that she wasn’t trying to convince him otherwise. He finally yelled at her which caused her stop and turn around. They made eye contact for a brief second, he made sure she was watching him. He took a deep breath, hesitating for a moment before reaching inside the car to let the break go.

He ran down the slope and stood next to her as the car became to inch forward. The sound of rock crumbling under the weight of the car was heard. It took the warning sign with it as it dropped below. They heard the sound of metal being damaged by the car hitting the rock on the way down until they finally heard the splash. The tides washed away the parts, the car and their figurative bodies that no one would be able to find, at least not all of them.

They’d be declared dead soon but not before they were declared missing. They tried not to think about that part though, at least Donghyuck tried to not think about that part. He was more focused on why he did what he did. For what exactly? Someone you barely know?

He stood there with the girl next to him but he felt farther away from her than he actually was. The moon reflected in his soft, dark eyes. Mixed emotions filled them. He didn’t notice her staring up at his blank expression as he questioned what he had just done. She didn’t know what to do either. She felt bad for making him do it but it’s what had to be done. She nudged him, lightly, as way to tell him to ‘come on’

Cosimia lead the way down the slope, he was not far behind her. The grass clung to life so desperately under their feet in the same way his lungs begged for proper oxygen. They finally reached what the beach was famous for and named after, the black sand. It was squishy from the tides coming up so high that night, it was almost therapeutic though. They walked down the shore together, no words being said, just the sound of the water between them.

Donghyuck stopped, feeling a buzzing in his pocket that he had become numb to up until now. His phone lit up to show all his missed calls and text, most of them from Mark and Renjun. His mom and sister popped up as well though, more coming in by the moment. His breath hitched in his throat and his chest felt heavy as the phone went dark. He didn’t read any of the text messages or respond to anything. He thought it was best not to have it anyway, so he threw it into the water.

He already felt better. The images of the texts and calls faded into old, similar memories that didn’t make him so sad. He realized he was behind Cosimia who was already down the beach. He ran to catch up with her. Once he did catch up with her, they continued to walk, without words. He felt the urge to talk as he never liked the silence. He didn’t know her either, she was practically a stranger that he was running away with. He didn’t know what was next either, the idea excited him but at the same time, it terrified him.

“Do you think we’ll be alright?” He questioned.

“I’m positive.” She nodded.

“How do you know?” He scoffed, scrunching his nose. “Your crystal?”

“You never asked me if I knew, but yes I know we’ll be alright... And no, it’s because of my crystal.”

“How do you know though?”

“I just do. You’ll know how I do it too in future. Right now, just enjoy the beach, Haechan.”