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[midnightsun-if]

Do we have an alternate ending to the true love kiss scenario but the kiss ended up working? 🥹💔 asking for a broken hearted fellow

A heavy buzzing is what alerts you to your surroundings first, your eyes fluttering open blearily as you try to make sense of the world coming into focus around you.

You were in a familiar room. Faint aromas and scents waft over you, soothing, instead of alerting, the beast within you.

You were on a bed. That you could tell by the soft sheets underneath your hands.

You weren't alone. Your gaze settling on the figure seated directly next to you, a wave of warmth crashing over you at the familiar sight.

Koda: "Hi, sunflower," he whispers, conscious of how loud he needed to be in case you were still disoriented. A large hand cups your cheek, tears causing the gold within his deep brown eyes to shimmer like flecks of liquid sunlight. "You've been asleep for a bit, I'm glad I was able to wake you up." Koda dips his head. "We should get you a medal. I think you beat out a hibernating bear."

Scarlett: "My heart." The whispered admission, spoken through a strangled noise, as if the breath had just been forced back into her lungs, is filled with adoration. "You've finally awoken." A look of complete relief is etched upon her face, Scarlett moving closer, as if on instinct, to clutch your hand. The usual viridescent quality of her gaze was darker than usual, a pallid hue to her complexion, but the happiness the shone through seemed to make her glow from within. "I'll have to ask you desist from ever scaring me like that again. I don't know what I would do if I lost you."

Cyrus/Cyra: "You're awake." A soft smile comes to their lips at the sight, golden eyes shimmering with all the love they felt for you. "I wasn't certain if you would awaken. If I--" They pause, shaking whatever thought away. "I don't know what I would have done if I hadn't been able to help you." They gently take your hand into theirs, pressing a light kiss to the back of it. "You've helped me in so many ways, my flame, I'm glad that I was able to pay, at least some of, it back."

Quinn: "It's about time you woke up," they tease, easy smile on full display. If it wasn't for the strain around sapphire eyes, you would have almost believed it too. "I don't know how much longer I could have put up with your snoring, sweetheart." Quinn shakes their head, settling on the bed, making sure they didn't jostle you too much. "I'm just glad to finally see you awake."

Caden: "I'm glad to see you awake," they murmur, gently swiping a strand of hair away from your face. Argent eyes softened to a pale gray, black curls falling haphazardly across their forehead as they smile gently at you. "Is there anything you need? Anything I can help you with?" Caden settles on the bed beside you, light as air. "I will do everything in my power to make sure you're okay." They press a gentle kiss to your brow. "No matter how long that may take."

Sloane: A rush of emotions flickers across their face at the sight of you actually staring back. Hazel eyes flashing with the depth of the storm raging within them. "You're an ass," they grunt, hands tightening on the covers. "Do you have any fucking idea what you've just put me through?" Sloane barks out a laugh, shaking their head. "If you ever act like that much of a dumbass again, I might just leave you sleeping." Staring at you for a moment, their eyes soften, as does their tone. "But I can't say I'm not glad to see your beautiful eyes."

Blake: "I know I've said I enjoy Sleeping Beauty, but that doesn't mean you need to reenact it, angel." Violet eyes appraise your form, noting everything that could possibly be wrong. Seemingly content with what they find, Blake takes your hand into theirs, relief causing the tension within their body to rush out. "Let's leave curses and hexes to witches and animated movies, okay?" They run a hand through their hair, making the already messy locks even more haphazard in appearance. "Have no interest in almost losing you again."

Reginald/Regina: Blue green eyes brighten, a sunny smile overtaking their lips. "It actually worked!" They beam, rushing to your side in an instant. Slim hands cradling your face as they seem to simply want to soak you in. "I can't believe it actually worked! I'm happy that it did, of course. I don't want to even imagine it failing, but--" They cut themself off, clearly aware that they were headed towards a rant. Reigning themself in, they continue with a softer edge to their tone. "Even if I'm profoundly curious, I don't think I want to ever experience this again. I like it a lot better when you're the one answering my questions."

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Caden and Maddie were sleeping, her head on his chest. She had had a long and busy day, the first day at her new job, and had crashed almost immediately upon returning to the apartment. Caden woke up, a slightly uncomfortable feeling in his stomach. Careful not to wake Maddie, he gingerly placed his palm flat on his stomach, finding it slightly rounded. Him and his friends had gotten sushi for lunch, and he decided it must be indigestion. The food seemed to be stuck in his middle, making it clear that it wasn’t going anywhere. Caden felt heat creep up his neck as he stared at the ceiling. He really didn’t want to disturb Maddie, and hoped that he wouldn’t need to get sick. A cramp shot through his abdomen, and he felt his stomach muscles tense under his palm. He took a few deep breaths as his face grew a shade paler and a thin layer of sweat began to form on the back of his neck. He began to rub small circles on his belly, willing the food to move along. His stomach contracted, letting out a quiet whine as it tried desperately to digest the mess inside of him. He didn’t feel nauseous yet, and he knew going to the bathroom now would be no use, so he tried to let Maddie rest some more. He discomfort was growing by the minute, though, and he could feel his shirt clinging to his back. He hated this in-between stage, where he couldn’t throw up but couldn’t be comfortable. His stomach had grown more bloated, and he cradled it as he tipped his head back and quietly groaned, grimacing, his adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. He attempted to shift himself without disturbing Maddie, and immediately wished he hadn’t when his gut let out a low gurgle and a second cramp shot through his stomach. He gasped slightly at the feeling, clutching his middle. He began breathing heavily, and Maddie’s head on his chest seemed to grow ten times heavier and feel suffocating. His stomach was now bloated to the max, and through the taught skin he felt the moment the churning began and a light wave of nausea washed over him. Under his palm, he felt the contents of his stomach pushing against his skin, could feel each convulsion of his stomach. He leaned his head back, panting quietly as his nausea intensified. There was no mistaking it now, he was going to need to get up soon. But in the moment moving from his current position was not an option, so he stayed where he was. His face grew paler and took on a strange shade, a mixture of gray, green, and yellow. A sheen of sweat coated his forehead, and a few of his dark curls clung to it. He forced up a small, sickly, closed-mouth burp, and grimaced at the taste of fish. His throat bobbed dangerously as he swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth. He let up another burp, moaning quietly after. He did this a few times, before his stomach gurgled as he let up a particularly wet burp, bringing up some acid as a fishy taste splashed the back of his throat. The revolting taste of it was more than enough to make his stomach lurch, and he sat up, throwing Maddie off him as he gagged violently into his hands.

“Caden, what the hell-“

He was panting, hunched over his lap, with both arms tightly hugging his abdomen and his fingers digging into his sides. His whole body moved with the force of his rapid, panicked breaths, and Maddie crawled to sit in front of him.

“Baby, what’s going on?”

She pushed his dark, messy hair back and cradled his waxy face. He swallowed thickly before slowly answering.

“Maddie, my stomach- I think there was something bad in my lunch- everything is churning and I feel so sick.” He was telling the truth, his stomach was now churning the food inside of him like a washing machine, and his mouth was pooling with thick, hot saliva that was becoming increasingly hard to swallow. His eyes rolled back as he violently retched into his lap. 

“C’mon baby, let’s get you to the bathroom,” Maddie said, but there was no time for that. His eyes glazed over and his jaw went slack, and Maddie lept off the bed and scrambled to grab the small trash can on the other end of the room. His bloated stomach contracted into itself and Caden clapped a hand over his mouth, trying desperately to hold it in, but the heave sent spurts of vomit shooting from between his fingers and onto the comforter. Vomit filled his mouth, and before Maddie could make it back to him with the can, his stomach sent more vomit shooting up his throat and he was forced to remove his hand, letting a pool of vomit splatter into his lap. Before he knew what was happening, Maddie had shoved the can into his arms and was forcing him to stand and walk to the bathroom. The whole time, he was coughing and spluttering into the can, his stomach trying desperately to bring something more up but simply failing. His stomach muscles never seemed to relax, constantly squeezing tighter and tighter, trying to force more up without giving him a chance to breathe. A string of vomit dangled from his lips. Finally, he was able to gasp for air as he stumbled and collapsed to his knees in front of the toilet. He gripped the sides of the bowl, making a horrible gurgling sound as more vomit gushed out of him. His stomach muscles contracted and his shoulder muscles spasmed and pressed together as he heaved again and again. With the turmoil already in his stomach, the sight of the vomit in the toilet was enough to set him off again. Tears streamed down his face as he continued to retch, but brought up nothing but a small amount of bile. 

“C’mon baby, your stomach’s empty,” Maddie tried to get him to relax, but he continued to pant and gag. 

“It won’t- hUrgH- stop” he heaved, his fingers turning white from gripping the toilet. 

“Shh, relax, everything will be okay baby.” She rubbed small circles on his back and ran her fingers through his hair, until he was finally able to collapse into her. His abs and shoulders ached after being tense for so long, and he was so exhausted that he could have fallen asleep then and there. Reading his mind, Maddie flushed the toilet and helped him onto the couch so she could wash the bedsheets. She left to get a glass of water, and he was already asleep when she returned.

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[goldberrg]

maybe i really want to die

summery : Y\N Mayfield has to move with her strange family from warm California, where everything has just begun to get better, to the gloomy town of Hawkins.

TW's – alcohol, domestic violence, smoking, selfharm, mentioning of suicide \ drugs, psychological problems.

It was hard for you to move, it was unbearably painful and insulting to part with the friends who had just appeared, but Neil (your most terrible stepfather in the world) and mom decided everything for the kids. Your stepbrother Billy was especially unhappy. He seems to have hated the whole world with the move, and especially his sisters. Although, you did not consider him a brother, and your relationship with him was almost always built on mutual hatred. Billy was ruining your and Max's life, and you both were even afraid of him. And you were also very afraid of your stepfather, he was a terrible person and reminded you of your father. He was also cruel and allowed himself to raise his hand against you and your mother, although Max was just a baby then, and she didn't remember all this, and that's why she missed her father.

You missed Caden most of all, a guy with whom it seems for the first time in a long time you had a chance. Yes, it's worth saying that you stood out in many ways in your family, including your love for your boyfriend. Max and mom didn't know about it, and even more so Neil didn't know, it was all kept in the strictest secret, but the hated brother still found out, accidentally caught you kissing a classmate a few years ago, and since then he has often used this knowledge for blackmail. You hated him for it. And in general, a lot more for that.

The first day at school promised to be terrible, you knew you wouldn't get used to school, there wasn't much left to study, and then you would run away from your family as far as possible, possibly taking Max with you, after all, you love her.

You looked in the mirror : long black hair that simply could not be styled, cold gray eyes, like dad's, like the rest of you, which is why you hated your appearance and was insanely jealous of your red-haired sister. You were very pale and skinny, even painfully skinny, you were used to hiding sharp shoulders under wide shirts and jeans, and dark circles under your eyes were easily hidden by powder. Your appearance could seem repulsive to many, and that's exactly what you wanted, you did not like attention, but you were definitely not quiet.

Still, all three children had something in common, they knew how to stand up for themselves and were the owners of sharp tongues, they were able to respond with a barb to a barb.

You hated people's eyes fixed on you, or rather on Billy. Well, of course, in a couple of weeks he will be a star, or even tomorrow, though everyone will be afraid of him, and he will behave disgustingly, but you had already got used to this, although sometimes Billy still managed to bring you to tears, he adored doing it, feeling his power and strength, for sure like his father, you usually thought so.

— Hi, I'm Nancy. — a very cute curly-haired girl turned to her. For sure an excellent student and a good girl — flashed through your head, but the eyes and smile of this Nancy hooked Mayfield, there was something unusual in this girl, something that is not in other teenagers. You were silent for too long

— I'm Y\N Mayfield, but it's better just Y\N. — you stretched out your hand, forcing out a semblance of a smile, maybe it's not so bad?

***

More screams, again Neil shouted at mom, and at Billy, dishes flew, Max locked herself in her room. But you did not have time, you found yourself in the epicenter of the quarrel, seeing Billy pressing his hand to his inflamed cheek, it was scary, always like the first time, you always remembered your father. How he threw you to the floor and whipped you with a heavy buckle, and how Neil gave you slaps that made your legs give way, tears glistened in your eyes, everyone was to blame today, but mom especially.

— Oh my God, fuck off already, don't touch mom! — you selflessly and stupidly stood between your mother and Neil, catching your brother's gaze on you, who only said that you were a complete idiot, and that right now you would fall to the floor from a blow, and that's what happened. As usual.

— Get out of my sight! And not a sound from you!— Neil shouted.

— Yes, sir. — Billy said, and you echoed him softly, trying to quickly close yourself in the room, in a small safe island.

A thin trickle of scarlet blood ran down your leg, rolling down to your ankle, you squeezed your eyes shut, hissed with pain, so insignificant compared to the pain in your heart and soul. Yes, cutting yourself with a small stationery knife has become the best solution to all your problems, for the past six years. All your legs and arms were covered with scars, of all kinds. Small, barely noticeable and deep, reminiscent of particularly difficult days. You liked to feel pain, you liked to see blood on your thin, starved body. Yes, you resorted to all kinds of self-harm, took a hot shower that burned painfully, scratched and bit the skin, got into fights, and then examined bruises and abrasions with special pleasure, starved, did not sleep, smoked, and not only cigarettes. You tried in every way to end your life as quickly as possible. But you just didn't have the fortitude to commit suicide. All you could do was quietly sob in your room, hugging your bloody knees and afraid that someone would hear you, that someone would see your scars. That's why you never even wore T-shirts, the last couple of years, when there were especially many scars, you even stopped going to the beach, justifying it by saying that you were tired of them. And the parents believed, for the most part they did not care about the children, the main thing was that they were not starving, and everything else was not considered a problem. This hurt you, you felt that the whole world was against you, and especially your family.

***

— Get up, we're going to be late because of you! — a furious knock that made the door shake.

— And good morning to you. — you hissed, sliding out of bed, your cute "brother" often woke you up like that, and also liked to bang into the bathroom when you stayed there for longer than 15 minutes. But you didn't always hate each other, and even now your relationship with him wasn't as terrible as Max's with him, probably because of their age. After all, you and Billy were the same age, and yet you sometimes had to communicate while in the same dig. In childhood, you were even friends, until Billy became a jerk who bullied everyone around, and especially his sisters.

You, frowning, sat in the backseat, you were already sick of the smell of your brother's cologne and his half-unbuttoned shirt, and the way you rolled your eyes did not go unnoticed. Billy looked at you angrily.

— You would also need to dress up well, you look like a ragamuffin, stay away from me at school.

— With pleasure. — you replied in the same arrogant, hissing voice of irritation.

Billy didn't like his sisters, or rather, he didn't admit it, but he always protected them, albeit in his own way. He also hated his father and the new city, foggy and gloomy. Billy was sick of it here, but every second was ready to give herself to him and it was great flattering. You, he noticed, also became even more gloomy and unsociable here, of course, yiu had to break up with your boyfriend. Hargrove grimaced, his sister is a fox, what a strange fuck. Billy didn't think it was a bad thing, but he knew it was better to keep quiet about it. After all, even despite the disgusting relationship with you, he did not want you to be sent to some correctional school, and your father could have done that.

***

The first thing you learned at school was that sweet Nancy, who you liked so much, has a boyfriend. Yes, and some kind of school king Steve Harrington, but how else. You had long since come to terms with loneliness, you will never be able to find someone for yourself, but it was always painful and insulting like the first time.

— Hi. — Nance was smiling at you.

— Hi. — you slipped past as quickly as possible, you didn't really want to watch Wheeler kissing this Harrington.

— Who is this? — Steve asked in surprise.

— A new girl, recently moved in. — Nancy shrugged her shoulders.

— She is hella weird. — Steve scratched his head thoughtfully, and Wheeler just shrugged, you pretended not to hear, although the definition of "weird" was not offensive, you were usually called much more rude in other words, Harrington picked up the most "cute".

You wonder what he would say if he knew who your brother was. You knew Billy had already hated Steve and was now trying to ruin his life, nothing new, Hargrove is synonymous with the word asshole.

***

— Ugh, where is this red-haired bitch. — Billy was angry while you were sitting in the front seat, Max was late.

— You're in a hurry somewhere? — you said wearily

— Shut up. — Billy threw a cigarette out the window and drove out of the parking lot. Max, he apparently decided not to wait.

— Why are you so angry, who turned out to be better than you this time. — you asked maliciously.

— Don't start that. — Billy pressed the gas pedal harder, which made you feel uncomfortable, you didn't like such extreme driving

— No, seriously. — you continued to bring your brother to emotions

— The date didn't happen, although, how do you know what it is. — Billy smiled maliciously when he mentioned you liked a girl once.

— If you hadn't fucked everyone I like, maybe I would have gone on dates! — you almost shouted it, which caused Billy to laugh, loud, frightening.

— If you could, you'd fuck all these girls too. — Billy continued. — I'm sure you'd be a whore

— Shut up! Do you even know what feelings are? Or all you can do is fuck everyone? — Billy was smiling, all this mini hysteria of his sister gave him pleasure.

— Well, well, scream again, it's terribly funny, you might think you loved someone, you just like me — like boobs. — these words made it especially painful, of course, Billy had no idea how much you loved Monica. And Hargrove just took and fucked her in the backyard of their house, just broke your heart.

— You're just disgusting, just like your father. —you hissed Billy slammed on the brakes, stopping at the curb, you jerked forward.

— What did you just say, retard? — Billy whispered it, painfully grabbing you by the wrist, his look became scary, very much, he resembled the look of Neil or his father, only there was more rage in him than disgust.

— Let go, it hurts me. — you tried to pull your hand away, but Billy held tight, it hurt terribly, your fingers were numb.

— Repeat that, bitch. — Hargrove shouted.

— God, let me go. — tears came out of pain and fear, it seemed to you that is what Billy wanted.

— Don't you dare compare me with him! Understand? — the whisper was scarier than a scream.

— I understood. — you were crying, which made your voice tremble, Billy abruptly threw your hand away and pressed the gas pedal, the car abruptly took off. You wiped your tears and turned to the window, seeing his face was unbearable.

***

In the evening, you locked yourself in the room, the tears kept flowing and flowing, it was a real tantrum and you still couldn't calm down, Billy today again reminded about Monica and what an asshole he was, and Neil too, again yelled at your mother for a cold dinner. He smashed another mug against the wall. At least Hargrove Jr. was not at home, he left for another "date". The cold blade burned the even colder skin of the wrist, the blood on the skin looked like berries on snow, you were so pale. Then you beat your feet until your knuckles hurt, you hated yourself and this world, this city, Neil, Billy, hated everyone, so it seemed to you in these moments of uncontrolled anger directed at yourself.

The bruises on your legs flashed purple very quickly, you looked at them in the mirror with sick pleasure while you were getting dressed. You could smoke right in the room, like your brother did. But you liked much more to escape through the window, walking a couple of meters away and smoking behind the house in a small courtyard, where the windows of your parents' bedroom did not go out. Today, though, you were smoking weed, bought from a local guy named Eddie, he was pretty cute. He even managed to make you laugh, and very few people succeeded. You thought that he could be your friend in this vile city.

Billy looked at his sister through the window, you seemed to him frighteningly pale and sickly, like from horror movies. Sometimes he even thought that you were dying, at these moments it became unpleasant from these thoughts, yes, he hated you, but without your snide remarks and jokes, without your screams it would be too lonely. He watched as his sister wrapped yourself in a huge sweater, his sweater. You often stole his things, then got paid for it, sometimes Billy even tore you T-shirts in retaliation, and you cut his shirts, it was a long time ago when you both just started on the path of this hatred. Right now Billy just didn't care, most of the time he ignored your existence. But for some reason, seeing you from the window, he felt uneasy, as if his "sister", who, so, had always been strange, was finally lost. Billy would have liked you to break down before he did.

— Why are you standing there like a ghost? — Billy spoke from the window, watching with pleasure as you twitched in fright.

Mayfield, abruptly showing the middle finger, went back into the house.

***

Billy made you cry again today when he lied about you starting a fight, just stood up for some bitch who tripped you up. Of course, you didn't really count on your brother's help, but you looked at him with such hope, and he's just an asshole, as always. It's insulting and painful when your "family" is against you. Of course, the moral pain turned into a physical one again, sitting on math, you just bit your plump lips in blood. And in the evening you bought something more serious from Eddie than weed, hoping to get stoned in my room and not hear the screams of relatives. The plan failed, there was a scandal at home. You and Max locked yourselves in the older sister's room, and hugged with a sinking heart listened to what was happening in the living room. Billy always got the most, Neil did not restrain himself when he beat his own son, the scariest thing for you was to hear Billy scream in response, and it was also creepy to see his tears, because it meant that everything was really bad. You squeezed your eyes shut, hearing the sound of a bang and a crash, apparently Billy had just flown into the closet. Mom's scream made you feel sick, you really tried to protect Billy, because he was like your family, but you were powerless. Max shuddered too. You felt sorry for Billy to some extent, his father was a monster and tortured Billy and your mom. It's terribly cruel and unfair.

When the screams subsided and the door to Billy's room slammed shut, you took out a small first aid kit from under the bed, and then soaked a towel with cold water, Billy was forbidden to leave the room and apply ice to the places of blows, but he and you had an unspoken rule, when everything was really bad, you both forgot about hatred and helped, united in opposition to the Nile.

You quietly entered your brother's room, he didn't even look at you, but you saw blood on his shirt, it seemed to be dripping from his nose or lips. You stopped being nice to him a long time ago, so you just threw a towel at him, which he caught on the fly and put a first aid kit on the edge of the bed, suddenly useful.

— Thank you. — he whispered softly, barely discernible.

— No problem. — it seems you answered with your lips alone, leaving the room in ringing silence.

***

Life seemed unbearable to you, school seemed to be the worst place in the world, even though Eddie sometimes improved your days. Neil continued to be a disgusting stepfather, Billy a terrible brother, and Max had found new friends, and now you felt completely alone. It was maddening. There were more and more scars on the white skin, but the bruises also appeared thanks to the stepfather. Yesterday he beat you decently, you screamed and cried, and he kept going, and the worst thing was, no one could protect you. And now the cheek hurt, the wrists turned blue from the death grip, which was felt even a day after the scandal.

It hurt Billy to watch you cry, and the feeling of fear was transmitted to him. And Billy hated that feeling, but what could he do, he's a damn weakling who's afraid of his own father. Your plaintive sobs made you dizzy, the second sister was sobbing behind the wall, it was disgusting, all this made you angry. But Billy endured and was afraid. And his sisters, too, and his stepmother, all of them seemed to be hostages. And it's not just about physical strength. His father was able to beat morally, destroy from within, put pressure on the most painful, Billy often cried not from pain, but from his father's words, all Hargrove Jr. dreamed of was to return to his mother, but it was impossible. That's why the tears, from despair, and Billy was sure you were crying for the same reason.

— Take this. — Billy held out the frozen vegetables, sat down on the bed.

— And why are you frozen, go away. — you asked quietly but insistently, and then suddenly a tear rolled down your cheek, Billy looked at you in surprise, now your tears did not give pleasure as usual.

— What's going on? – he poked you with his elbow.

— Everything is fine, the city sucks, get out. — you wiped your tears and turned away, Billy just grinned and left, slamming the door. — Idiot. — you threw angrily at his back.

You put down the ice and took out the "magic" candies you had bought from Eddie, hidden for a bad day, and threw everything into your mouth at once, leaned back on the bed. The effect was fast, the world swam before your eyes, began to blur with bright spots, it seemed to you that you were in weightlessness, that there was nothing around and you were just lying in emptiness, all thoughts had disappeared somewhere, and all fresh cuts and bruises stopped hurting, it seems that this was the best way you used to end your life faster.

***

The week turned out to be just awful, and you decided to go to a party of high school students, not expecting at all that everything would end sadly. You were sitting in a room on the second floor, smoking, and then some guy came there, you didn't even know him.

— Well, why the fuck are you so stubborn? — he brazenly ran his hand under your skirt, squeezing your leg, you jerked, but he held you tightly by the waist.

— Fuck off, you're not my type. — you continued trying to escape, but the guy was clearly stronger, he pinned you with his whole body to the bed.

You tried to bite his hand, which he was holding over your mouth and call for help. It didn't work out, only a ringing slap flew across your face.

— Shut up, bitch, or it will get worse. — he squeezed your wrists painfully, pulling off your underwear.

You struggled, bit, and he kept holding and whipping you in the face. You were crying and trying to scream, but it didn't work out. You could not believe that yiu would be taken by force for the first time, it was scary, there was only one thought in your head, no one would come to help. Your tormentor was already trying to pull off your blouse when the bedroom door opened abruptly. You didn't immediately understand who entered, but you tried your best to make it clear that you needed help.

— Get the fuck away from her. — the voice is more like a growl. The rapist turned pale, he probably knew whose sister you were and was afraid of your brother, who was destroying him with a look right now. A sharp blow put the asshole on the floor, blood gushed from his nose. You quickly covered yourself up, trying to find the rest of your clothes. Billy beat him brutally, could have killed him, it seems the guy lying on the floor lost a couple of teeth, and Hargrove continued to beat him furiously, he didn't care about the rule "lying down don't beat". And when the loser lost consciousness, Billy threw him out the door like a piece of rag. Then he picked up his sister's underwear from the floor and threw it to you.

— Thank you. — you whispered softly, your voice shaking more than your knees.

— Get ready faster, let's get the fuck home. — Billy growled, as if accusing you of having to leave the party earlier. You go down to your "brother's" car as quickly as possible. Your legs are still shaking, it makes it very difficult to walk, it seems that you are about to fall.

***

Hot water burns painfully, you want to wash off this whole day, from disgust for yourself and your body. You just want to peel off your skin, mascara smears on your face, you rub yourself to the blood with a washcloth. You want to forget about these disgusting touches. The next stage is to turn your legs into a bloody mess again, again you grab an old stationery knife. And as soon as you spent the first time on the tortured skin, the door to the room opened abruptly.

— Fuck. — you jumped out of bed abruptly, still clutching the knife, you did not understand how it was possible to forget to close the door.

— What the fuck is this. — Billy exhaled, seeing blood dripping on the floor.

— None of your business. — you put the knife down on the bed and wanted to roll out your pant leg, but the "brother" had already seen the scars. He slowly closed the door, approached you.

— You're totally fucked up. — he barely restrained his scream, realizing that it's better for parents not to see this.

— Maybe I am, why does it matter to you? — roughly you tried to push the guy away. Billy grabbed your arm. Rolling up the sleeve of the shirt, then the second, and the pant legs. His eyes widened in horror.

— What the fuck is this. — he continued to hold you wrist, without taking his eyes off the many scars, bruises and burns.

— That is. None. Of your. Business. — you said.

— Oh no, it is, the fuck you're doing this for? — Billy didn't understand anything, but he was terribly angry at his fucking sister, if you killed yourself, Billy's life would become even worse, all the anger of his father would be directed at him alone.

— I'm not going to explain anything to you. — you tried to pull your hand out of your brother's tight grip.

— No, you will! Otherwise, I'll tell parents about everything and let them take you to a shrink. — Billy growled.

— You won't do it! — tears flowed from your eyes, it was scary to imagine what would happen if Neil found out about it.

— Then answer me. How long ago and why, immediately! – Billy abruptly grabbed you by the shoulders, shaking you.

— About six years, because of you, Neil and other assholes in my life, which I hate! — you shouted into his face, tears streaming down you cheeks. Billy abruptly pushed you away.

— Because of me too? Maybe you really want to die too? — he was angry and you were scared.

— Maybe I really want to die. — you said it very quietly, Billy froze, these words made him sick, made you break down. You gave up. On the one hand, Billy felt victory, he is not as weak as his "sister", but on the other hand, for the first time he was really scared for you.

— Give me the knife. — he stretched out his hand, you backed away, clearly not wanting to give it away. Then Hargrove abruptly threw you to the door, grabbed a knife, and conducted a real search, taking away everything that could harm you.

— Don't you dare, this is mine. — you tried to block his way.

— Fuck you, crazy. — he easily pushed you away, and slamming the door, left.

Megan quietly sank to the floor, hugging your knees with your hands. You were sobbing soundlessly, shuddering all over, choking on your own tears. You knew he wasn't scared for your life, he just decided to take away something important again. You beat the floor angrily, breaking your hands into blood. In your head, a voice almost screamed — I hate, I hate, I hate!

***

You didn't want to go home, it was already about 10 pm, and you were slowly approaching the house, your thoughts were still blurred, because you had spent the last couple of hours with Eddie. When you went home, you immediately felt that something was wrong. The whole family was sitting at the kitchen table. Mom was in tears, Max was paler than a sheet of paper and with tear-stained eyes, and even Billy's look was as if someone had died. Your blood turned cold and your hands shook from the look of your stepfather, he looked at you with such anger and disgust, like an animal on prey, it seemed he wanted to kill you.

— Hello?.. — you began uncertainly.

— The little bitch has appeared! — stepfather grabbed you by the jacket, hitting you painfully against the wall, and pressing your shoulder blades against the closet.

— God, I didn't do anything. — you looked for help with your eyes, your mother stood wringing her hands and lowering her head, Max covered her eyes with fear, and Billy.. Billy jumped up from his seat and took a few steps to his father, since he is ready to protect you, apparently this is the end, the irreparable happened and you are going to be killed now.

— You didn't do anything, you little pervert? — stepfather waved a black notebook in front of your face.

— Where did you get my diary from? — you croaked.

— I'm asking the questions here! — stepfather shook you with such force that your head was spinning — So Caden, right? Little whore, we didn't raise you like this! — you were crying, squeezing your whole body into a ball. — Maybe you should be sent to a Catholic school, you'll be brainwashed there quickly, and you're an ungrateful bastard?! — he shook you again. — Or maybe I should find you a boyfriend myself? Answer me! I'm talking to you! — anger overcame the fear inside, or maybe it was because the drugs turned off the instinct of self-preservation.

— Fuck you. — you growled through your teeth, seeing the rage in Neil's eyes.

— What did you say? — everyone's blood was freezing, Billy looked at his sister with horror, it seems that you really didn't appreciate life, because to say such a thing to her father is tantamount to suicide.

— I can fuck with anyone I want, you don't tell me, you're nobody to me at all! — you forcefully pushed your stepfather away.

— Scum! — the slap knocked you down, you clutched your cheek, tears blurred your eyes, you couldn't see anything.

— Get out of my house! — you froze.

— Mom... — you were looking for help. He can't just throw you out on the street, but your mother won't help, it's more important for her to stay with a roof over her head. And where will she go with two children without anything at all.

— Get out! And don't you dare come back, you fucking retard! — you jumped to your feet and started running, not really knowing where. But with one goal, to finish it all.

***

Billy replayed your words with horror — "Maybe I really want to die." There was only one place in this disgusting city to finish everything, and Billy wanted to be on time so damn badly. He knew, now he knew for sure that you were capable of this, and despite hating you, he definitely did not want your death, and now, apparently, he alone could help his sister.

***

You looked down from the cliff by the lake, a huge height, one step — and you're dead, everything will end, there will be no more pain, fear, tears, nothing. The cold wind ruffled your hair, tears flowed and flowed, you tightly squeezed your eyes shut, taking the last step..

— Hey, fuckin stop! — strong hands grabbed you at the last moment, pulling you away from the edge with force. You resisted, bit, kicked, trying in every possible way to force your brother to let you go.

— You cant even let me die in peace! — you shouted.

— Calm down, motherfucker. — Billy tightened his grip on your waist.

— What difference does it make to you, you hate me anyway! — you became hysterical, and then went limp in your brother's arms, choking on tears. Billy turned you around to face him and took you by the shoulders.

— It's not like that, of course, I'm not thrilled with you, but you don't deserve to die yet. — and then he did what none of them expected, he hugged his sister tightly to him, blocking the whole world with his body. You grabbed his shirt, squeezed it, as if you were afraid he would let you go. You sobbed, clinging to the chest of your "brother", choking, and he just kept silent, gently stroking your shaggy hair. You didn't know exactly how long it took before you could breathe again, you both were sitting on the grass as far away from the cliff as possible.

— I still don't know what to do next. — you took a cigarette from your brother's hands.

— We'll figure something out, sister. — this word made you feel somehow awkward, uncomfortable

— Don't call me that, it's weird. — you muttered, snuggling up to your brother.

— Okay. — grinned Billy, putting his arm around your shoulders.

[eludin-realm]

Character Name Ideas (Male)

So I've been browsing through BehindTheName (great resource!) recently and have compiled several name lists. Here are some names, A-Z, that I like. NOTE: If you want to use any of these please verify sources, meanings etc, I just used BehindTheName to browse and find all of these. Under the cut:

A: Austin, Aiden, Adam, Alex, Angus, Anthony, Archie, Argo, Ari, Aric, Arno, Atlas, August, Aurelius, Alexei, Archer, Angelo, Adric, Acarius, Achilou, Alphard, Amelian, Archander B: Bodhi, Bastian, Baz, Beau, Beck, Buck, Basil, Benny, Bentley, Blake, Bowie, Brad, Brady, Brody, Brennan, Brent, Brett, Brycen C: Cab, Cal, Caden, Cáel, Caelan, Caleb, Cameron, Chase, Carlos, Cooper, Carter, Cas, Cash, Cassian, Castiel, Cedric, Cenric, Chance, Chandler, Chaz, Chad, Chester, Chet, Chip, Christian, Cillian, Claude, Cicero, Clint, Cody, Cory, Coy, Cole, Colt, Colton, Colin, Colorado, Colum, Conan, Conrad, Conway, Connor, Cornelius, Creed, Cyneric, Cynric, Cyrano, Cyril, Cyrus, Crestian, Ceric D: Dallas, Damien, Daniel, Darach, Dash, Dax, Dayton, Denver, Derek, Des, Desmond, Devin, Dewey, Dexter, Dietrich, Dion, Dmitri, Dominic, Dorian, Douglas, Draco, Drake, Drew, Dudley, Dustin, Dusty, Dylan, Danièu E: Eadric, Evan, Ethan, Easton, Eddie, Eddy, Einar, Eli, Eilas, Eiljah, Elliott, Elton, Emanuel, Emile, Emmett, Enzo, Erik, Evander, Everett, Ezio F: Faolán, Faron, Ferlin, Felix, Fenrir, Fergus, Finley, Finlay, Finn, Finnian, Finnegan, Flint, Flip, Flynn, Florian, Forrest, Fritz G: Gage, Gabe, Grady, Grant, Gray, Grayson, Gunnar, Gunther, Galahad H: Hale, Harley, Harper, Harvey, Harry, Huey, Hugh, Hunter, Huxley I: Ian, Ianto, Ike, Inigo, Isaac, Isaias, Ivan, Ísak J: Jack, Jacob, Jake, Jason, Jasper, Jax, Jay, Jensen, Jed, Jeremy, Jeremiah, Jesse, Jett, Jimmie, Jonas, Jonas, Jonathan, Jordan, Josh, Julien, Jovian, Jun, Justin, Joseph, Joni, K: Kaden, Kai, Kale, Kane, Kaz, Keane, Keaton, Keith, Kenji, Kenneth, Kent, Kevin, Kieran, Kip, Knox, Kris, Kristian, Kyle, Kay, Kristján, Kristófer L: Lamont, Lance, Landon, Lane, Lars, László, Laurent, Layton, Leander, Leif, Leo, Leonidas, Leopold, Levi, Lewis, Louie, Liam, Liberty, Lincoln, Linc, Linus, Lionel, Logan, Loki, Lucas, Lucian, Lucio, Lucky, Luke, Luther, Lyall, Lycus, Lykos, Lyle, Lyndon, Llewellyn, Landri, Laurian, Lionç M: Major, Manny, Manuel, Marcus, Mason, Matt, Matthew, Matthias, Maverick, Maxim, Memphis, Midas, Mikko, Miles, Mitch, Mordecai, Mordred, Morgan, Macari, Maïus, Maxenci, Micolau, Miro N: Nate, Nathan, Nathaniel, Niall, Nico, Niels, Nik, Noah, Nolan, Niilo, Nikander, Novak, O: Oakley, Octavian, Odin, Orlando, Orrick, Ǫrvar, Othello, Otis, Otto, Ovid, Owain, Owen, Øyvind, Ozzie, Ollie, Oliver, Onni P: Paisley, Palmer, Percival, Percy, Perry, Peyton, Phelan, Phineas, Phoenix, Piers, Pierce, Porter, Presley, Preston, Pacian Q: Quinn, Quincy, Quintin R: Ragnar, Raiden, Ren, Rain, Rainier, Ramos, Ramsey, Ransom, Raul, Ray, Roy, Reagan, Redd, Reese, Rhys, Rhett, Reginald, Remiel, Remy, Ridge, Ridley, Ripley, Rigby, Riggs, Riley, River, Robert, Rocky, Rokas, Roman, Ronan, Ronin, Romeo, Rory, Ross, Ruairí, Rufus, Rusty, Ryder, Ryker, Rylan, Riku, Roni S: Sammie, Sammy, Samuel, Samson, Sanford, Sawyer, Scout, Seán, Seth, Sebastian, Seymour, Shane, Shaun, Shawn, Sheldon, Shiloh, Shun, Sid, Sidney, Silas, Skip, Skipper, Skyler, Slade, Spencer, Spike, Stan, Stanford, Sterling, Stevie, Stijn, Suni, Sylvan, Sylvester T: Tab, Tad, Tanner, Tate, Tennessee, Tero, Terrance, Tevin, Thatcher, Tierno, Tino, Titus, Tobias, Tony, Torin, Trace, Trent, Trenton, Trev, Trevor, Trey, Troy, Tripp, Tristan, Tucker, Turner, Tyler, Ty, Teemu U: Ulric V: Valerius, Valor, Van, Vernon, Vespasian, Vic, Victor, Vico, Vince, Vinny, Vincent W: Wade, Walker, Wallis, Wally, Walt, Wardell, Warwick, Watson, Waylon, Wayne, Wes, Wesley, Weston, Whitley, Wilder, Wiley, William, Wolfe, Wolfgang, Woody, Wulfric, Wyatt, Wynn X: Xander, Xavier Z: Zachary, Zach, Zane, Zeb, Zebediah, Zed, Zeke, Zeph, Zaccai

[gyrovagi]

ciuying WAS originally a white haired lavellan i am not immune etc, my initial big da phase was when i was 17, and so on. which is of course no longer the case except that i do continually give him (and meiying) prominent gray streaks when i draw them which in my mind is like anchor side effects/stress. but i guess for consistency i should probably have r and caden graying too 🤔 which is cute actually i might for real do that.

[tumbler-town-incorrectquotes]

Ivan: What color is this?

Misra: Gray

Sage: Grey

Ivan: Now tell me what you think this color is.

Caden: Dark White

[Pfftttt]

(Ivan, Misra, & Caden - @the-belle-siblings Sage - @sagehyperfixates)

[vernalloy]

[ID: A series of bust drawings of various characters. First is Alex from Devil House. He is drawn as mixed White-Vietnamese, and has long black hair, a grey parka, acne, and a tired expression. The piece is done entirely in flat grayscale. The next two images are sketches of the original character Alaska Blanche. In the the first image, the left sketch shows her looking down, slightly irritated, and the second has her with a melancholy expression looking directly forward. Her hair covers one eye. In the second, the first sketch has her looking to the viewer and facing away, with a subtle expression that reads as slight disgust. The other two show her happy, with the first being more tentative. The last picture are two drawings of Caden Bosch from Challenger Deep, the lineart done with marker and the color digital. He is a pale teenager with a long, straight nose and light brown hair. He wears a gray t-shirt. The drawing on the left shows him with a neutral expression, and the other afraid. End ID.]

[tinkerbellsgf]

Updating the post I made about my dsmp ocs a while ago

@cadenator helped me make this oc 

ADRIENNE 

Can I Call You Tonight by dayglow and Family Line by Conan Gray and Disco by Surf Curse are her songs

She started out as just Punz’s daughter but slowly started to see the dteam as her dads

She is a butterfly hybrid so she has blue butterfly wings and antenna 

She is an assassin

She was sheltered for a lot of her life by her family and she hated it

She snuck out one night 

And ran into L’manburg 

She didn’t know that it existed

And when she went there she loved it 

She thought it was amazing and she wanted to stay there forever 

When she went there she almost instantly became friends with the clingyduo

But unfortunately her family was gonna wake up soon and she had to go back home

After that night she tried to sneak out every night she could 

Skipping to Tommy’s and Dream’s duel

The L’manburgians were surprised when they saw her standing by the dteam’s side

They were angry for a while but when they saw how devastated she was when Tommy died they started to forgive her for not telling them 

Skipping to Pogtopia vs Manburg 

She visits tommy and wilbur as much as she can and meets technoblade for the first time

She thinks he's really cool

And sometimes trains with him

She starts a relationship with Tommy during Pogtopia and becomes emotional support for him 

Skipping again to Tommy’s exile

She is sooooooo pissed at Dream and Tubbo

Like why would Tubbo exile his best friend and why would Dream make him do it

She visits him as much as she can but she gets caught by dream one day and gets locked in her old home again which sends her into a spiral

Like

She's not allowed to see the person who makes her the happiest and she’s locked back in her old room 

After a few months of being locked of her old room 

A crow comes to her window and tells her that tommy is at technos house

So she breaks her window and runs out of there as fast as she can 

Forgetting she has wings 

She has some blood on her cheek and left arm from breaking her window 

She runs so fast that she almost passes out and when she gets to technos house she ignores him and pushes past him searching his house and when she doesn’t find tommy she breaks down crying until techno tells him to come out of his hiding spot

And he freaks out bc she has blood running down her cheek and she sobbing on the floor and heaving 

They hug until Adri passes out from crying and blood loss

She wakes up with Tommy holding her hand and bandages on her cheek and arm 

SKIPPING AGAIN IM SO SORRY LMAO

When dream goes to prison 

That whole thing

Clingyduo+Adri go with him 

And Dream refuses to fight her but she gets pisses off and lunges at him and yell at him to fight her 

And they get into a huge argument 

Like Adri is crying a screaming and Dream is also screaming 

And this argument gives the clingyduo time to steal back the discs 

AND KNOW IT'S TIME FOR THE VAULT

She is very happy to see punz 

And is also happy to see Dream go to prison 

Ik that you really like dream but I don’t and I want Adri to hate him for a very long time bc it was his idea to lock her up when she was a younger 

And she's still pissed at him for not fighting her

So it takes her a while to visit him in prison 

She visits him a little before tommy dies 

 It doesn’t go well 

It ends in another argument idk what its about but I’ll figure it out

NOW

TIME FOR TOMMY’S DEATH

He spams her before he dies and screams her name along with Sam’s 

When she sees his death message she just lets out a really loud scream that everyone across the smp hears 

And when she sees his spams she starts crying ever harder than she already was 

And she just kinda wanders for a few days 

And then she griefs a bunch of people 

And then goes to the syndicate and asks if they wanna take down sam 

And they say yes 

Can I Call You Tonight by dayglow and Family Line by Conan Gray and Disco by Surf Curse are her songs

She started out as just Punz’s daughter but slowly started to see the dteam as her dads

She is a butterfly hybrid so she has blue butterfly wings and antenna 

She is an assassin

She was sheltered for a lot of her life by her family and she hated it

She snuck out one night 

And ran into L’manburg 

She didn’t know that it existed

And when she went there she loved it 

She thought it was amazing and she wanted to stay there forever 

When she went there she almost instantly became friends with the clingyduo

But unfortunately her family was gonna wake up soon and she had to go back home

After that night she tried to sneak out every night she could 

Skipping to Tommy’s and Dream’s duel

The L’manburgians were surprised when they saw her standing by the dteam’s side

They were angry for a while but when they saw how devastated she was when Tommy died they started to forgive her for not telling them 

Skipping to Pogtopia vs Manburg 

She visits tommy and wilbur as much as she can and meets technoblade for the first time

She thinks he's really cool

And sometimes trains with him

She starts a relationship with Tommy during Pogtopia and becomes emotional support for him 

Skipping again to Tommy’s exile

She is sooooooo pissed at Dream and Tubbo

Like why would Tubbo exile his best friend and why would Dream make him do it

She visits him as much as she can but she gets caught by dream one day and gets locked in her old home again which sends her into a spiral

Like

She's not allowed to see the person who makes her the happiest and she’s locked back in her old room 

After a few months of being locked of her old room 

A crow comes to her window and tells her that tommy is at technos house

So she breaks her window and runs out of there as fast as she can 

Forgetting she has wings 

She has some blood on her cheek and left arm from breaking her window 

She runs so fast that she almost passes out and when she gets to technos house she ignores him and pushes past him searching his house and when she doesn’t find tommy she breaks down crying until techno tells him to come out of his hiding spot

And he freaks out bc she has blood running down her cheek and she sobbing on the floor and heaving 

They hug until Adri passes out from crying and blood loss

She wakes up with Tommy holding her hand and bandages on her cheek and arm 

SKIPPING AGAIN IM SO SORRY LMAO

When dream goes to prison 

That whole thing

Clingyduo+Adri go with him 

And Dream refuses to fight her but she gets pisses off and lunges at him and yell at him to fight her 

And they get into a huge argument 

Like Adri is crying a screaming and Dream is also screaming 

And this argument gives the clingyduo time to steal back the discs 

AND KNOW IT'S TIME FOR THE VAULT

She is very happy to see punz 

And is also happy to see Dream go to prison 

And she's still pissed at him for not fighting her

So it takes her a while to visit him in prison 

She visits him a little before tommy dies 

 It doesn’t go well 

It ends in another argument idk what its about but I’ll figure it out

NOW

TIME FOR TOMMY’S DEATH

He spams her before he dies and screams her name along with Sam’s 

When she sees his death message she just lets out a really loud scream that everyone across the smp hears 

And when she sees his spams she starts crying ever harder than she already was 

And she just kinda wanders for a few days 

And then she griefs a bunch of people 

And then goes to the syndicate and asks if they wanna take down Sam 

Because she believes that he is as responsible for Tommy’s death as Dream is 

And they say yes 

so they go to the prison and Adri goes inside first 

And she sees Sam and tells him that she wants to take him down

And he goes “You and what army”

AND THEN THE SYNDICATE JUST BUSTS IN

idk what to put after that 

skipping to the Tommy’s revival 

She sees him again and is just so surprised 

She puts a hand on his cheek and sees hes real 

and they hug for like a million hours 

Skipping to Wilburs Revival 

When Adri finds out about 

she tries to keep Tommy away from Wilbur bc she doesn’t want him to get manipulated 

And since Adri is an assassin she takes a job from Quackity and the job is to kill Wilbur bc of their beef 

and this makes her realize that Q could set her and Tommy up for life

But when Tommy finds out about about Adri trying to kill Wilbur, they get into a fight

He calls her selfish and this sets her off

Because everything she’s ever done has always been for the benefit of someone else 

She has never done something for only herself    

and he doesn’t know what to say

and she says that they should break up and then she just storms off 

That’s it for now because I don’t really know what else to put for Adri but I really hope you like this oc me and @cadenator worked really hard on this character 

[ulkaralakbarova]

Stillman, a heartbroken physics student, builds a time machine when his girlfriend breaks up with him. Going back in time, he attempts to save their relationship by fixing every mistake he made—while dragging his best friend along in the process. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Stillman: Asa Butterfield Debbie: Sophie Turner Evan: Skyler Gisondo Ryan: Will Peltz Blue Ribbons: Aubrey Reynolds Carly: Jillian Joy Andy: Joseph Park Kyle: Caden J. Gregoire Sophia: Mary Elizabeth Boylan Professor: Joey Miyashima Film Crew: Writer: Andrew Bowler Executive Producer: Ruoming Liao Producer: Raymond Mansfield Executive Producer: Sean McKittrick Key Makeup Artist: Greg T. Moon Associate Producer: Ryan Cassells Executive Producer: Edward H. Hamm Jr. Casting: Jeff Johnson Production Design: Tom Lisowski Editor: Keith Brachmann Executive Producer: Rob Lieber Executive Producer: Shaun Redick Costume Design: Jacqueline Newell Hairstylist: Bobbi Murphy Executive Producer: Gigi Causey Executive Producer: Justin Bursch Producer: Matthew Rhodes Executive Producer: Jonathan Gray Special Effects Technician: Blaine Decker Executive Producer: Qianshan Liao Original Music Composer: Andrew Lockington Key Hair Stylist: Lora Laing Casting: Mary Vernieu Casting: Michelle Wade Byrd Director of Photography: Luke Geissbuhler Supervising Sound Editor: Trevor Gates Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Jason Dotts Sound Designer: David Esparza Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Jonathan Wales Stunt Coordinator: Eliza Coleman Set Decoration: Brian Lives Movie Reviews:

[keneestorytimelibrary]

Rockey Chapter 8

“Your brother is fucking lucky you pulled me back Matteo!” I said, once we entered the house. I began running my mouth on ways I was going to make him pay, failing to notice the small audience looking at me with amused faces. 

“Rockey, he was going to pummel you. “Matteo said cautiously. “I’ve never seen him almost hit a female before, but he sure as hell looked like he was going to destroy you.” 

“Oh, please Matteo! I’ve taken sh-” I began, but immediately stopped once I finally felt the three pairs of eyes on me.

There was a young girl, slightly older than Matteo, wearing a similar uniform to him. She had the same striking auburn hair, cut just below her chin. She had a pair of thick black glasses, and the sweetest smile I have ever seen.

There was also a much older gentleman, dressed in a simple black tux. He had a full head of gray hair, and a mustache. His face was a mixture of shock and pure amusement. 

And then, there was the smallest one. If Raffa didn’t look so mean, and didn’t have such a grumpy attitude, these two would’ve been twins. They even had the same shade of brown eyes. But while Raffa’s appearance screamed “ass-hole”, “thug”, and “mean”, this little guy looked the complete opposite. He was innocent, angelic, and adorable. And the way he was dragging his expensive bookbag behind him, made me want to swallow him up in a hug. 

All three of them looked at me, for what felt like hours, as if I was a mythical creature. The awkward staring continued until the front door opened and closed. Raffa and Nicoló walked in with a confused face. 

“If you have time to stare, then you must be ready for school.” Raffa said sternly. The three kids’ eyes almost bugged out. Without a word, they all ran in different directions. The older gentleman cleared his throat, and swiftly walked towards Raffa and Nicoló.

“Sir, your bath is ready.” he said calmly. 

I do not know what came over me, but I let out a hearty laugh. “Does the old man need help with his sponge bath?” The speed in which he attempted to lunge at me cannot be described in words or numbers. 

“Why don’t you get ready for work?” Nicoló said, barely managing to hold Raffa back from me. “Celia and Antonio are still on that business trip, and won’t be back for weeks, so there are more things that need to be done.”

“Rockey, please wait here. I’ll be back in a few.” With much reluctance, Nicoló pushed Raffa up the mahogany staircase.

After a few minutes of an awkward silence, the older gentleman began speaking. “Miss Rockey, may I tempt you with a quick tour of the Estate?” 

“Please.” I replied gently. He led me through the hallway, and into the living room. Caden and Tony’s apartment could fit comfortably in the living room, with room to spare. The walls were painted in a dark brown, with a gold border. There were two long curtains, in a dark goldish-color, covering massive windows.

“The furniture all over the house is a wooden Italian Classic.” the older gentleman informed me. He must’ve noticed the uncomfortable awe I had. “No expense was spared in decorating the house. Miss Celia helped in picking everything out.”

I immediately felt out of place, and didn’t feel comfortable sitting on anything, let alone stand in the room. He noticed my uneasiness, and let out a hearty chuckle. 

“Please make yourself comfortable, Miss Rockey.” he said.

“I wish I could, my good sir, but I fear I would be scolded by the crypt keeper if I touched anything.” I said rather loudly. 

He let out another laugh. “You may call me Arthur.”

“Hi Arthur, please to meet you.” I said, extending my hand. He looked at my hand for a second, before reaching out and shaking it. “Please just call me Rockey.”

All of a sudden, I felt a tiny tug on my leggings. I looked down to see the little guy from before, showing off his beautiful eyes.

I knelt down, so that we were eye-leveled. “Why hello there little one. What’s your name?” I asked.

The little kid kept quiet as he played with my hand. There was a comfortable silence as he began tracing figures on my skin.

“His name is Giovanni. He is six years old, and his favorite color is orange.” Arthur said. Giovanni gave me a coy smile, as if confirming what Arthur said was true.

“Well Gio, my name is Rockey. It is an absolute pleasure to meet you.” I said politely. He gave me the cutest smile in return.

“He normally doesn’t warm up to strangers.” Nicoló said out of nowhere, scaring me shitless. I fell on my ass, while I let out a high-pitched scream.

Gio let out a cute little giggle before returning to his silent smile. His little laugh was so cute! “Oh, so you can make a sound, huh?” I asked with a smile. Gio replied with a shy smile. 

“I haven’t heard him laugh in a long time.” Nicoló admitted in a bitter sweet amazement. Nicoló came behind me and helped me up. Those few seconds of Nicoló touching me were absolutely blissful.

Raffaele came around the corner, another look of confusion plastered over his face. He was all clean, finishing the last touch of his 3-piece suit. He was the complete opposite of what I saw earlier. There is nothing sexier than a well-dressed man…that is until he starts talking.

“You’re on the floor already? What? Did the old hag fall?” He asked in a cocky voice. Once I felt I was steady, I marched towards Raffaele. I didn’t know what I intended to do to him, but I knew something was going to happen. Unfortunately, Matteo came running around the corner, tackling me back onto the ground. 

“Rockey, are you dropping us off at school?” He asked, trying to distract me from his older brother. The question definitely threw me off. Before I had a chance to answer, Raffaele butted in.

“Matteo, grab your brother and sister and wait in the front.” he ordered. Matteo nodded, and grabbed Gio’s hand. 

“Arthur, please go with the kids and this thing to school. Nicoló, let’s go.” With that, everyone began moving. I was left on the floor wondering what exactly was going on.

‘Was I hired?’

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💙💜💖 Bi Books Coming Out February 2024

💖💜💙 Do you know what we could always use a little more of? Bi books! Here are a few coming out in February that would make fabulous additions to your never-ending TBR! Happy reading!

💖 In Plain Sight by Siobhan Muir 💜 Big Date Energy by Bethany Rutter 💙 Wine Ghost Goes to Hell by Sage Coffey 💖 Disciples of Chaos by M.K. Lobb 💜 Who We Are in Real Life by Victoria Koops 💙 Rupture in Total Eclipse by Sem Thornwood 💖 King Cheer by Molly Horton Booth, Stephanie Kate Strohm, Jamie Green 💜 Master and Favorite by Rachel Cherry 💙 Hannah Tate, Beyond Repair by Laura Piper Lee 💖 A Vicious Game by Melissa Blair 💜 It's Ours to Write by Blanche Maze 💙 Projections by S.E. Porter 💖 The Girl, the Ring, & the Baseball Bat by Camille Gomera-Tavarez 💜 Witch Boyfriend Wanted by Colette Rivera 💙 Tune Me Up by Renée Dahlia 💖 Cloti's Song by Dani Finn 💜 Prove It by Stephanie Hoyt 💙 Mewing by Chloe Spencer 💖 Snowed In With Summer by Tiana Warner 💜 Green Dot by Madeline Gray 💙 Falling For You by Mariah Ankenman 💖 Breaks by Emma Vieceli, Malin Rydén 💜 Signals by Nika 💙 Mortgage of Convenience by Dani McLean 💖 Sunbringer by Hannah Kaner 💜 The Tainted Cup by Robert Jackson Bennett 💙 An Education in Malice by S.T. Gibson 💖 Truthfully, Yours by Caden Armstrong 💜 The Absinthe Underground by Jamie Pacton 💙 The Friendship Study by Ruby Barrett 💖 Daniel, Deconstructed by James Ramos 💜 Letters to Her Love by Katherine Grant 💙 We Got the Beat by Jenna Miller 💖 Fathomfolk by Eliza Chan 💜 You Had Me at Merlot by Melissa Brayden 💙 Redsight by Meredith Mooring

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pairing updates with the Albright “legacy”: ~ Clifford Gray married Wanda Williams (a CAS sim of mine) and they are now the parents of twin girls, Vivienne and Genevieve ~ Caden Gray (Clifford’s twin) married a sim from the Gallery, Devin Askew - both kept their last names ~ Lucy Jarrett married Jason Wallace (another CAS sim of mine) and they currently have one child, a daughter whose name (I believe) is Paisley ~ Beth Garcia married Kale Riggs (another sim from the Gallery) - and she changed her last name - and they have one daughter whose name I cannot remember (I do recall it has four letters to match her parents)

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Cover of @beaccchoussse‘s “Wishes” off of their album Bloom. 

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Okay so I’m on a mini DGM kick now so off I go about Kamui. @megane-shipping when you got time the notification will hopefully be there.

Kamui is amazing and if you don’t think so you’re wrong

When his little sister was taken away he found out who took her and powered through the entire science department to join the branch he specifically needed to get to to see his sister. He literally took less than two years to find her and while I don’t remember exactly how long, it was a VERY short period of time and he was barely into his twenties.

He can’t organize very well but that seems to be an ADHD habit and he’s actually an amazing character to display those habits through. Him showing these traits yet still being a reliable leader is very refreshing to see in a show. He makes robots randomly and invents new things, but like any invention they have flaws that need to be fixed. Personally I don’t think the robots should’ve been killed but instead shut down with minimal damage.

He’s a high ranking person who can defy orders to an extent and he uses that to protect his own. I won’t go into to much detail because major spoilers. But the things he does for Allen when the Vatican and others start interfering is amazing. He cares so much about both finders and exorcists. He also acknowledges the fact that Allen is uncomfortable going to find Cross but he knows Cross won’t return if it wasn’t Allen going to retrieve him.

He makes and improves the equipment used by finders and things used to heal the exorcists with paracitic innocence.

He recognizes Helvecta as not only a holder for innocence but a creature that deserves respect and care. He doesn’t let Kanda’s attitude get to him because he knows Kanda is hurting. He encourages Lavi to learn at his own pace and feel things he might not otherwise as a bookman apprentice. He understands Krory’s pain after what happened in his arc. He mourns for every finder and exorcist he loses without letting it interfere with the fact that he still needs to perform as a tactician. He is angry with Link for interfering in the Black Order but he knows and acknowledges that Link is a good man following orders. He tries to find ways to lighten the work load of the science department any chance he gets.

Kamui cares so much about the people who rely on him and in reality he only ever joined in the first place to find and protect his sister. I always wished I’d had someone like that for me and this is a very big reason he’s my big brother f/o.

This is very disjointed cause I’m tired and sick but I love Kamui guys