#jennie drabbles

[ryujenini]

Kinktober Day 10 (NSFW🔞)

G!P Jennie x GN!Reader - Close Your Eyes

"Hey Y/N , come here, I've got something for you" Jennie called out to you, the sly smile never leaving her face, you came into the Room looking at your best friend questioningly as Jennie was just sat down, a cute pink box on her lap, patting the spot next to her for you to sit down so you did

"Close your eyes" Jennie ordered, you did as she said hesitantly and you could hear Jennie shuffling about and taking the lid off the box 'i want you to guess what's in the box" Jennie said, excitement laced in her voice as she saw you reach your hand over into the box, Jennie had wanted this to happen for ages but couldn't think of a way to ask you, so when she came up with this idea she thought it was perfect, your birthday gift was going to be her dick sticking through a hole in the bottom of the box and what you did with it afterwards was entirely up to you

You blindly grabbed her hard shaft, Jennie trying not to whimper at the sensations she felt as you roughly manhandled her cock, your hand squeezing around the width trying to figure out what it was " ummm a banana" you said as you moved your hand up and down feeling out the shape, Jennie bit her lip trying not to moan as you ran your thumb across her tip, smearing her precum over the head, Jennie let out a breathy "nope" as you kept feeling

"Open your eyes now" Jennie told you nearly groaning as you tugged on her dick, Jennie looked at you with her lust filled eyes, waiting to see your reaction, smiling instantly at the way your mouth dropped and then bit your lip, still not letting go, you looked over at Jennie smirking before saying "so that's why it was so big"  then moving your hand down her shaft to fondle her full looking balls "you like that" you asked watching as Jennie bit her lip trying not to moan again but this time failing while nodding at your question

"Do you like your present" Jennie asked cheekily as you moved to kneel on the floor in front of her "I love it" you replied before kissing the tip of Jennie's cock, smiling at the noise she made at the contact, you wanted to suck her off right then and there but decided to wait to do that later , for now you just continued jerking her off with your hand, feeling the outline of her veins, imagining how she would feel inside you, watching as you brought her closer to her release, seeing how her cock throbbed violently as she came over your hand, her cum dripping down inside the box 

"Fuck" Jennie inhaled as you sat back down next to her as she pulled you into her, wrapping your arms around her waist, kissing her on the cheek and snuggling into her side, just laying there momentarily until 15 minutes later you suggested a round 2, this time pulling Jennie up and running into your bedroom, dragging her with you, making sure to grab a condom from her jacket on the way

[panda-writes-kpop]

Sweet Strawberry Lemonade ~ Jennie

A/N: Hi guys, girls, and non-binary pearls! I hope you are doing well this week. ❤️

TW: Cars, the reader is implied to drive a car

♡ Masterlist ♡ 》》》 Prompt List

A Strawberry Lemonade reminds me of careless nights spent doing things that will never really matter. It's all sweet until you realize how quickly that time sours your point of view about work and how the world works in general.

You laugh as Jennie throws her hat out of the car window.

"Wasn't that expensive?"

"Yeah, but I have another one at home. Besides, I'd throw away a million hats if it meant that I got to spend every night with you."

You shyly smile as you turn on the corner.

"You're adorable, Ms. Jennie Kim."

"Isn't that why you love me?"

Your smile turns to a smirk as you change your grip on the steering wheel.

"It's just one of the many, many reasons why I love you."

It is Jennie's turn to become embarrassed as she squeals and squirms at your comment.

"What did I ever do to deserve you?" She sweetly says, and you put the car in park as you reach your destination.

"You were yourself, Jennie. That's why I love you." You press a kiss to her cheek, and she laughs before kissing your lips.

You savor the kiss before turning your car off and moving away from her to unbuckle your seatbelt.

"Are you ready to go inside?"

"Well…" Jennie nervously plays with her hair before looking you in the eyes. "Could I have just one more kiss?"

"How could I ever say no to that cute face?" You tease before giving into her requests.

[marshmallowprotection]

Kait, you've had played with that thought before of two Saerans meeting each other, didn't you?

I was wondering… Did you ever think of SE Saeran meeting VAE Saeran before?

Two scared men who survived their own deaths, cursed on their body with a permanent reminder. What do you think their interaction would look like?

"...What happened to you?"

"I should be asking you that question, you know?" his dry response came like the beat of a drum. "After all, out of the two of us here, you're the one covered in scars... You look like a fucking mess... not that I'm any better but... did the bomb go off?"

Did you set it off?

"...In a manner of speaking," Ray's quiet voice echoed against the walls of the room like the worst kind of chamber.

Saeran eyed him, his red hair obscuring most of his vision as he tried to get a better look at the frayed skin on Ray's body. It was obvious that those scars covered every inch under his clothes.

How far did it run?

That was hard to say.

He wasn't going to ask more. There was no point when he already knew the answer. It was the same way he imagined Ray was able to understand where the coarse edges of his hands had come from. It just... wasn't any of his business. He didn't have the right to know or the right to understand why he made that decision in the first place.

It wasn't his place to pry.

It didn't matter why he ended up in this place or how it came to be before he blinked at the sight of someone like Ray, the only thing that mattered was how he well understood what the person in front of him was feeling. They weren't the same and yet they were all at the same time.

Different circumstances, different choices, but a similar conclusion.

It was something Saeran understood on a near microscopic level. Regardless of what they chose to do in the heat of the moment, action led to a reaction and a consequence. In his case, it was the blood on his hands that would never wash away, and the cracked skin on his hands was a testament to how many times he tried.

The scars that were on Ray's body were from something similar.

"And... your tattoo?" Ray asked. His eyes flickering between Saeran's face and arm. "Is that something you did willingly?"

Did you choose to have that tattoo because you believed in what you were doing or because you felt like there was no other choice?

Saeran looked at his arm. No matter how much he thought about trying to get rid of it for himself, no matter how much he thought about getting it covered up with more ink, or how many times he considered clawing at his arm to fray the image, he could never bring himself to get rid of it.

It was a reminder of what he did and who he was.

As long as he never allowed himself to forget, he would never go back to being that person. Even if he didn't know what he wanted out of life, he knew he did not want to be that same miserable, angry, lost person.

"In a manner of speaking," he replied, using the same words Ray had.

They were one in the same no matter how they decided to slice it.

A part of him always hoped that maybe there was another universe out there where things worked out better for him, but seeing this broken man in front of him made him feel as though there might not have been.

Saeran's jaw felt tense as he said, "Are you content with that?"

Ray smiled, a bittersweet kind of smile that felt so familiar it could have been his damned reflection. Painful. The words were painful. "I think you and I know... we have no choice but to be."

Of course.

No matter what universe, no matter what parallel dimension, it seemed as though his life would always be a laughing stock to the universe. A silly little game that a God was playing to see how far somebody could be tortured before they cracked.

Yet, Saeran could only bring himself to ask—"Do you.. have the sky?"

"I do. I don't know where I would be if I couldn't watch the clouds all day. I hope it's the same for you," Ray whispered.

[soulkeeper801]

Fate - Blackpink Jennie

Requested: hi, could you do cuddles #29 with Jennie please?

Jennie x f!reader

Words: 211

“When I first met you,” your girlfriend said as she caressed your hair, “I thought you were straight”.

You lifted your head from her chest to look at her in disbelief.

“When you met me, I was already on my way to get to know you, I struggled but I made it”.

Jennie chuckled at your answer, grabbing your chin to leave a soft kiss on your lips.

“I remember thinking you were so pretty,” she continued, her hand drawing patterns on your back, “it was a waste you were so clingy to our manager”.

She smiled sadly thinking about how she would have missed the chance to meet you if she didn’t encourage herself to go talk to you a couple of months ago.

“So when you made it obvious you were crazy for me, I was relieved,” she confessed, getting a playful glare from you.

“Thank you for falling for my charm,” you said, snuggling against her chest, her heartbeat being the only sound you could hear, engulfing you in peace and slowly drifting you away to sleep.

“Thank you for coming into my life,” she said in a whisper, leaving a soft kiss on your forehead, before falling asleep with you in her arms as every other night.

[envydeanwrites]

For @starcrosseddeancas's Dreamy Drabble Week

#1: Dream

Castiel wakes with a sharp intake of breath. He thinks his heart will beat out of his chest as he tries to figure out why he feels like this.

"It was just a dream," Dean says next to him, laying his arm over Castiel's lap to encourage him to lie down again.

"I don't dream, Dean." And he hadn't, not since he was last human and those dreams… none of them had been good.

Dean sits up next to Castiel. "What did you dream about?"

"I'm fine, you should sleep."

"We're on vacation, I can nap whenever."

Castiel stares at his lap. "About… us."

"Yeah? So a good dream?" Castiel can hear the smirk on Dean's lips.

"I don't remember much… just feelings."

Castiel twists his fingers together and Dean's hands lay over them. A soft breath ghosts over his cheek before he feels a ticklish kiss land under his ear.

"Feelings like this?"

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[quietwingsinthesky]

Drabble 63/366 - Doctor Who

She drops a single bag at the doorstep before she rings the bell. She was born good at traveling light. All soldiers are.

She hears footsteps, and for a moment, wonders if he’ll remember her. If he’ll even care.

(Some nights, his crueler words stung her, decades later. But mostly, she remembered only how he held her through her first death.)

The door opens. She stands at attention. Some instincts run deep. Others… Others change.

And she needs him to be proud of how she’s changed.

“Jenny?” the Doctor whispers, and before she can say a word, he’s hugging her.

[blu-joons]

When You Nuzzle In Against Her Neck ~ Blackpink Reaction

Jisoo:

A shy smile was visible to Jisoo on your face for just a few moments before you looked away, diving into her neck and nuzzling in closely to the crook of it.

A chuckle came from Jidoo as she continued to hold onto you, “why are you suddenly getting shy?” She whispered to your ear as she glanced down to you.

“I don’t know,” you mumbled in reply to her, feeling a shiver run down your spine as you held on tightly to her.

Her smile was wide as the adrenaline from such a huge day began to come down for you, “you were amazing during your showcase you know.”

“Stop,” you cried out to Jisoo, already feeling flustered enough whilst hidden away, you didn’t need anything else from her to leave you feeling any shier than you already did.

Another chuckle escaped from Jisoo as she squeezed against you, “I guess we just stand here until you’re feeling a little more composed now,” she spoke, joking with you again.

“You have to be quiet for me to be composed.”

Jennie:

As soon as you saw her, you seemed to break, walking across to Jennie you went straight into her neck in the hope that she wouldn’t see your tears.

Although she couldn’t see them, she could feel them against the material of her shirt. “What’s wrong?” She asked as she wrapped your arms around you.

“I’m just so stressed,” you mumbled against the crook of her neck, your voice letting her know how tired you was.

She didn’t quite know what to say or do as you let it all out around Jennie. “It’s alright,” she whispered, trying to reassure you.

“Everything has just been so busy,” you continued to hum, your voice muffled against the material of Jennie’s shirt as you refused to look up from where you rested against her.

She let you do what you needed to do, knowing that her shirt and her neck would dry. “Let it all out whilst I’m here, there’s no one else around to see you now Y/N.”

“Thank you, this is just what I needed.”

Rose:

The feeling of you burying into her neck took Rose by surprise, pausing for a moment before moving her arms to wrap around your waist and hold you.

You could feel the confusion in how Rose hold you before clearing her throat. “What’s suddenly brought this on?” Rose eventually asked you.

“Just because,” you mumbled against her, still adjusting to the feeling of Rose being back home with you again.

She could tell that you were still enjoying having her home too with how tight your grip was, “is the crook of my neck your new home?”

“It might be,” you chuckled in reply to Rose, nuzzling even further into her neck as you made sure to keep yourself hidden away. “I forgot how comfortable this spot was.”

Rose smiled back to you, although you couldn’t see, pleased to see that you were content with her. “As much as I’m sure you’d like to, you know we can’t stay here forever Y/N.”

“Let’s not let go just yet though.”

Lisa:

Your smile was slowly fading, you didn’t know where to look, opting to bury yourself into the crook of Lisa’s neck, nuzzling down as you felt overwhelmed.

She could tell straight away that everything going on around you was a lot. “I’ve got you,” Lisa chuckled, giving you plenty of space with her.

“This is crazy,” you whispered, the crowds, the bright lights and heavy noise unlike anything you’d been around before.

Lisa looked around to make sure that no one was disturbing you both, giving you some time. “I still struggle to get used to it a lot of the time.”

“It’s crazy,” you hummed, pulling away from Lisa slightly so that you could take a few deep breaths before looking up again and around at the crowd who were cheering for her.

She kept her hand against the small of your back, making sure that you knew that she was still there. “Are you ready to head in properly now or do you want to stay here a while longer?”

“No, I think I’m ready to face the noise.”

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[envyaina]

chapter fourteen || j.jk x reader

this is sooo long i’m so sorry. i just got carried away. but it’s sooo sad like i started to tear up lowkey.

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You’re here again. You were supposed to be here a month ago but you forgot after hanging with the boys. You haven’t been talking to Jungkook at all because you blocked him after telling him you wanted to break up after the boys convinced you while you were drunk. You haven’t told anyone because you weren’t sure if you were going to unblock him and get back with him , but you didn’t. You think this is it. After you get your stuff, you try to explain to him why and leave. That’s supposed to be the plan. You won’t come back, you hoped, and you’ll continue to grow alone.

You sigh before knocking on the door to let him know of your arrival, then looking through your purse to find the key.

He’s in his room getting high and drinking a bottle of whiskey as he is staring at the ceiling, not knowing why he’s doing so. He hears the knocking and immediately start yelling for you. “You came back! You finally came back! I knew you'd come to your senses!” He goes to open the door, smelling the alcohol through my breath as he pulls you inside, walking behind you to hug you as he kisses your neck.

You push him off of you, scoffing before turn walking to the room. “I’m not back for you, I’m back for my stuff.”

He lets out a loud laugh as he runs to kiss your neck again “That's funny... I guess you still don't get it.” He pulls you close to him again and this time kisses you even harder and bite your neck a little bit. “Why don't we have some fun before you go? He puts a hand on your chin, lifting your head up to meet his eyes.Tell me you don't want me. I dare you.”

“I don’t want you.” you say, again pushing him off of you as you open the room door. The smell of alcohol and a smell you didn’t recognize instantly hits you and causes you to flinch. You try your best to ignore the smell as you grab a bag from your closet and began throwing your stuff in it.

He whines and starts kissing you harder, pushing you against the wall and biting your neck. “Just shut up and kiss me, baby. You know you want me more than anything right now.” He tries to open your arms, but he’s too drunk to do that. “This is good for you, don't fight it.” He stares at your eyes and smiles before turning you around, caressing your face.

“You’re fucking drunk. You stink. Can you stop?” you say, pushing him off of you once again before you move to start packing again.

He grabs your arm and prevents you from moving. “Don't try to move away from me. I want to tell you something, and you need to hear me out.” He takes a step closer, wrapping his free arm around your waist and looks you in the eyes. “You know everything I said before you left here? It was a lie.” He looks at you, completely sincere. “You mean everything to me. I can't live without you. Your eyes... Your touch... You're everything to me.” he says, trying to kiss your neck again.

You think of anything and everything to get him away, then you got it. It was completely a lie, but he’s drunk. Would he be able to even tell right now? Hell does he even know who he is right now?

You sigh, dodging the kiss. “I said can you stop? My boyfriend wouldn’t like this.”

He backs up, laughing out loud before looking at you with a sarcastic tone. “Boyfriend? So you did have another boyfriend? Is it the guy I said you are living with?” he says, looking at you with a confused look. “You'll never be happy with him, he's not me.” He then hold on tightly to your arm, kissing your neck again and hugging you, not letting you go.

“He’s better than you though. I’m very happy with him. He treats me way better than you even will.” you smile at him, not even having to push him away as he’s backing off himself to look you in the eye. You take the chance to finish up packing.

He stares at you with a sad look while grabbing his whiskey bottle, taking a big sip before talking to you. “What about the way I treated you? Don't you remember all those good times? I know you miss the way I caressed your hair, and all those kisses that made your heart flutter. You'll always love me, and you know it. You can deny it all you want, but you and I both know that you'll always love me and miss everything I gave you.” he says, letting out a chuckle. His tone became more aggressive which meant you were currently winning. You finish your packing, grabbing the bags you used and you began tying them up.

“I don’t remember any good times with you. I really don’t. I hope you get yourself together. You look pathetic.” you say before tying the last bag and dragging all of them with you on your way out of the room.

He grabs one of the bags and runs in front of you , not letting you move. He looks at you with a disappointed look, hiding that he’s very very angry inside. “Don't treat me like a fool. You know you're just saying that to make me jealous. I'm tired of all these games. You can't just show up and expect me to believe you. You'll always remember the way I touched and kissed you... I think you're just mad right now, in a few months you'll come back to me. Don't worry, I'll be waiting for you.”

You yank the bag from his grip and look at him. “I won’t come back, why don’t you understand that? What is wrong with you?”

“I'm not letting you go unless you kiss me.” he says smiling, trying to give you a glimpse of the real him. “Please, all I need is a little kiss.” He starts looking at your lips while holding your arms tightly, so you can't move anymore. “All I need is a kiss, and I'll let you go and you won't hear from me again.” He starts getting closer to your lips, as he wants that kiss no matter what.

You stare at him, dodging his kiss. “Can you back away?” you say, ripping your arms from him and moving quickly to the front door, opening it before throwing all of the bags outside.

“No.” He smiles at you and start coming closer again. “All I'm asking for is a quick kiss.” He smiles again, and stare at you a few more seconds. “What about some of that famous love of yours? I thought you loved kissing me...” He gives you his most honest smile and comes even closer, his face is only a few inches away from being next to yours.

You scrunch your face in disgust. “You’re gross.” you say before going outside to your car, opening the trunk and placing your bags inside before closing it again.

He steps outside of the house and reaches for you, grabbing your wrist and making you look at him again. He comes closer to your face, smiling and staring at you with a devilish look. “You love kissing me...” He kisses you before whispering in your ear, “I'm gross? At least I didn't throw you away.” He lets go of you, letting you go if that's what you truly want.

You sigh. You just him kiss you. Is he winning now? You just want this to be over with but you know this is far from being over with.

“Don't you know it's not good to go around breaking men's hearts? I loved you, and I still do. I did everything I could for you, and now I'm a mess. I can't eat, sleep, or think straight. I gave you everything I had to give.” He puts his hand on his head and looks at you with a sad expression, as if he was going crazy. “All I want is another chance... a chance to love you again.”

Your eyes go wide from anger, your eyebrows scrunching and you pinch the bridge of your nose. “You been ruined that, from when you called me a whore? Like that was too fucking far? Why aren’t you understanding all the shit you’ve put me through.”

“I understand I ruined everything, but you can't just leave me alone.” He looks at you with a sad expression, holding back all of his anger. “Please... Don't leave me like this. I'll change for you, do anything, just don't leave me. Tell me what I have to do.” He’s still holding on to your wrist so you can't get away.

You sigh before pushing him back towards the house. He grabs your wrist again, making you look at him once again. “Don't you understand? I love you so much.” He takes his phone out of his pocket and unlock the screen. “I've been calling you every night, and your number is the only one on my contacts.” He flashes the screen quickly, and it was true. You were the only saved contact. There were still unsaved numbers there.

He gives you his most sincere eyes. “No matter what happens, I need you... No matter what. Tell me what to do to gain your love again.” He looks at you, still holding onto your wrist.*

When you look at him again to speak, you notice the red marks on his neck. You then look down to his arm that’s hanging free and notice all of the scratch marks. You think back to the smell in the room. Alcohol and maybe.. sex? Was that what he’s been doing while you’re not here?

You look at him again, searching his eyes. “Have you been having sex while I was not here?”

He lets go of your wrist and stare at you with a disappointed look. “What? Of course I have. It's the only way a man can get some pleasure in his sad life without you.” He stares at you for a few seconds before hugging you. This time he gives you a passionate kiss on your lips. “Just know that if you really don’t mean it, I'll stop with all the other girls.“

So you weren’t the only one. He was the only one you’ve been sleeping with and it clearly wasn’t the same with him. You started to question if it was because you were bad at it. Does he think everyone is better than you? You sighed before asking him if he enjoyed it.

“You know I did. He smirks to himself. “I mean, it's not like I'm in love with any of them. That's why I called you every night for a month. It just... wasn't the same.” He lets go of you and leans on the wall. “Was that the answer you wanted to hear?” He stares at you again, waiting for your reaction.

He sure did know how to read your mind. That was exactly what you wanted to hear. You wanted to smile but you didn’t. But you still had another question.

“Okay, but do you still want to have sex with me? I mean like do you still actually want me in that way?” you say. You are giving him hope at this point but you just have to know you aren’t bad at sex. Your ego would be crushed.

He smile and nods. “What do you think? Of course I would. I'm still in love with you. You can tell I'm trying my hardest to get you back.” He takes your hand and holds it, smiling at you. “So, come on. Just give me a chance.” He looks at you, trying really hard to seem convincing.

You let out a sigh of relief. Okay, it’s official. You aren’t bad, he’s just a bad person.

He looks at you and stare into your eyes without blinking. “Don't give up on me. I'll do anything to get that second chance. Let me prove myself to you.” He takes a step closer to you and caresses your face with his free hand. “Please…”

You shake your head. “You know. Right now I almost gave into you, but I know I’m better than this.

He looks down at you and smiles again. “Come on. I know you still love me. You miss the way I caressed you, the way I would kiss and hug you...” He comes even closer, to the point where your faces are just a few inches away from each other. “Give in to your desires. I know you still want me.” He lets go of your wrist and caresses your face again, while still looking at you with the devilish look that made you fall in love with him.

You close your eyes and remove his hand from your face. “I’m leaving now. Please clean yourself up. It fucking stinks in there.”

He grabs your arm, making you look at him again. No, please! I don't want you to leave. We're not done talking yet. What about all your love towards me? All the times you said you loved me? You can't just turn your back on me now.” He looks at you again with a sad expression, still trying to be convincing. “Please...”

“That love is gone. I kept giving you chance after chance because I loved you but it’s over now. I have a new boyfriend. He’s everything i asked for.” Lies. “So please, leave me alone. I only came back to grab my things.”

He looks at you with a disgusted look. “So, you've already found a new boyfriend? After only a month of leaving me? I see... But that doesn't matter. If he was truly everything you asked for, you'd be with him and not here. At the end of the day, he's not me. He's never going to give you what I gave you, and I'm the one who truly loves you. So, don't make a mistake. If you leave, you'll never fully regret it.” He looks at you, waiting for your response.

“I’m not making a mistake. And the only reason I’m here is because of him.” You meant them, but you’ll never tell him that. “He persuaded me to face you and get my things. He loves me better than you ever would. I made the best choice for myself. You should be happy too.”

“I'm not happy. How can anyone be happy with you gone? Don't you see I'm suffering? I've been drinking every night, crying myself to sleep. But you wouldn't understand... You already found someone else and forgot all about me. It's easy to replace me, that's what you think.” He gets really close to your face again and caresses your hair before smiling, trying to make you fall in love with him once again. “I miss you so much...”

You sigh and run a hand through your hair. “See, you’re trying to guilt trip me again. Why are you doing this to yourself? You told me I was useless and everything else. You told me I would be the one crying myself to sleep but it’s you. I hold so much power over you it’s ridiculous. Get yourself together. Seriously.”

“But... I know I was mean to you. And I regret it.” He looks at you, waiting for a change in your expression; some kind of reaction. “It wasn't all bad, was it? You loved me at one point. Don't forget how good it used to be when we were together. I miss that.” He caresses your hair and neck again, as he knows physical touch is your weakness.

You slap his hand away from you. “Can you stop touching me? And yes, I did love you at a point but you ruined it. You degraded me every night for nothing. Just to make you feel better about yourself. It doesn’t make sense. Now that I actually left I’m just supposed to run back to you cause of your words? You don’t have that power over me anymore.” you say, raising your voice every couple of words.

He gets a little mad at that. “Please... You know I didn't mean that. I was just upset because you always made me feel unwanted. You were always going to parties, coming back late at night, and you never gave me a proper explanation. Was it asking for a lot to know where you were? I don't think so. I was jealous, okay? Just forgive me, please.” he begs with every word while still caressing your hair and neck. “Don't you miss me... a little..?”

You scoff. “I don’t miss you at all.” Another lie. “And you’re so full of shit. I went to those parties and stayed out late trying to enjoy being happy because i knew when I go home, I would have to fight with you over nothing.”

His face gets a little more serious as it looks like he’s almost fully sober now. “If you really didn't miss me, why did you come back?” *I keep caressing you, hoping to remind you of how much you love his touch. “I know you still love me, I know how much you miss me.” He smiles and holds you tight. “I can make you happier than he ever could.”

“I came back to get my stuff, not for you. I’m happier with him, can you stop?”

He looks really disappointed. “So, you chose him over me. All these years together, but he was the one that made you choose. I see... “ He grabs you by the wrists, forcing you to look at him. “He doesn't care about you like I care about you. He's only with you because of your body. Do you think he loves you?” He laughs before leaning in and whispering, “He only thinks about what you look like on the outside, he doesn't care about the inside.”

You laugh, yanking your hands from him. “I’m fucking leaving.” You say walking to your car.

He runs outside and grab you, forcing you to look at him. “No, you're not.” He stares at you with a crazy expression, and push you against the car. He whisper again. “We're not done talking.” He gives you a kiss on your neck, and then start caressing your hair again as your eyes fill with pain. “I can't let you go.” He starts kissing your neck again.

You push him back with force before immediately unlocking the car door, getting in and locking the door. You are getting deja vu from the first time you left.

He bangs on the passenger door, making you look at him again. “Don't do this to me. Don't you see that I'm begging for forgiveness? Aren't you a little bit curious of what I want to say?” He keeps banging the door, trying to make himself heard. He screams for you to roll the window down, and as it goes down, his voice becomes more desperate. “I'm sorry, okay? For everything.” He says, looking at you with sad eyes and a desperate expression.

You ignore him as you start to cry, resting your forehead on the steering wheel. He’s really draining you. He’s making you feel guilty knowing that any day he can kill himself, and it will be all your fault.

He bang on the window with his fist trying to gain back your attention as tears go down his cheeks. “Look at me. Listen to me, please! I'm so sorry... I'll never make any other choice that's not you. You're my only choice.”He bangs on the window again, trying to make you understand. “Don't do this to me. Please...”

You shake your head, ignoring him again as you

place the key in the ignition.

He grabs your arm, forcing you to look at him. “No, you are NOT leaving me like this. We're not done talking.”He keeps looking at you, waiting for you to listen or give in. Any reaction, anything to know you want to stay with him, and he knows you do. You're just angry.

You rest the back of your head on the seat as you try to calm down your tears. Why aren’t you pressing the gas yet?

“Please, you can't leave now. You still love me. You're just angry, but you don't mean it.” He puts his hands on your cheeks, making you look at him. “We had so much in common a month ago. What happened to us?” He keep his hands on your cheeks and stares at you with those devilish eyes.

You slap his hand away, gaining back your senses. He almost got you again. You roll the window back up, occasionally stopping him from putting his finger between the window.

He bangs on the window again, as tears fill his eyes. “No, no! You can't, please. Why are you doing this to me? Please! You still love me. We had something, right? We were meant to be! Why are you doing this to me?” He runs to the passenger side and starts banging on the passenger door again, hoping you'd get out of the car.

You ignore him again, switching the car from park to drive. You stare at the steering wheel, are you really doing this?

No! He jumps towards your car, trying to stop you from leaving. If he can't convince you by being nice, he wants to show you the other side of him. “Don't you miss our cuddles? Our nights of watching Netflix together? Our trips, our fights, our kisses? We had something... Please. You know I changed my ways, why do you leave me like this?” He keeps banging on the passenger door so you could hear him.

You just stare at him, shaking your head and focusing back to the steering wheel. You put your hands on the wheel, preparing yourself.

He leans closer to the passenger door and start whispering again. “Think about the way we used to kiss. You remember that. The way your body felt when I touched you. How happy you were in my arms.” He keeps holding on to the door, not letting you leave with all his strength.

You sigh and roll the window down. He immediately jumps up and stares at you. “This isn’t helping your case at all, but since I don’t think I’ll be back, I wanted to tell you something.” you say, closing your eyes as you rub them dry.

“What do you want to tell me?” he says, looking at you trying to control his anger.

You sigh. “I love you. I always will. But we cannot be together. It’s bad for both of us. You are my first love but I can’t be with you. It hurts and sucks I know, but I’m telling you. It’s good for me as well. It will keep me alive being happy. You should be happy for me too. I want you to find someone else and be happy, okay? Just please, stop.”

He stops banging the door and takes a step back. His eyes become watery as he realizes he won't be able to convince you to return to him. “I don't want to start over with anybody else... I want you...” He sighs. “I guess this means we won't be speaking anymore, correct?”

You nod. “We won’t. But i’ll text you to check on you I guess? I don’t know, I just know I can’t be with you. You are mentally and physically draining me and I can’t take it anymore. I love you. I do but it won’t work out anymore.”

He tries to stop crying as you finish speaking, as he now knows he won't change your mind. He gives up and sighs. “Please, if you love me, give me one last kiss. Don't make me end our relationship with anger and hate. Please...”

“I don’t think I can kiss you right now. I really can’t. But I don’t know.”

“Please... Just one last time.” He runs to your side of the car and lowers his forehead to touch yours. You notice the tears going down his cheeks. “Let's end this relationship with good memories and love.”

You finally agree, nodding your head before removing your forehead from his. “Fine, but after this, it’s over.” you say, unlocking the door and getting out.

He smiles before he kiss you, not letting go as he hugs you. “Thank you...” Just as you said, a tear goes down his cheeks before he takes a step back from you, caressing your face. “Thank you.” He kisses your left cheek and then the right one. “Please, leave with good memories of me, and I want you to remember me as someone who truly loves you and can give you what you've always wanted.” He takes a small step back, trying to look at you with a more relaxed expression.

You wipe away his tears than yours. Why is this so sad for you? Should you be happy you’re finally leaving this relationship?

“I love you okay?” you sniff, more tears coming down but you give him a small smile.

He smiles and look at you. “I love you too...” He wipes your tears away and caresses your cheek. “I just want to tell you that I don't want us ending up like this: with anger and hate. I don't want to see you upset. I'll always love you.” He gives you a kiss on the forehead before stepping back again.

You grab his face, squeezing his cheeks before giving them a kiss. You the. get in the back, fastening your seatbelt back in. Oh god, you will really miss giving his cheek kisses.

He keeps looking at you, smiling as he notices your eyes become watery again. He takes a step towards your car and grab the door again, caressing your arm. “Before you go... Can I tell you something?”

You nod, looking at him as you wipe away your tears.

“I really regret the way I treated you, and I'm sorry for trying to control your life. I don't want you to remember me as this abusive boyfriend, but rather as the person who gave you so much love. I truly do love you, and I want you to be happy, even if that means not being with you anymore.” He gets closer to you, looking at you with the eyes full of hope that you’d get back together. “I don't want to lose you... I'm sorry you had to go through all of that, okay? Please...”

“I forgive you, but we can’t be together. I’m going to leave now, I love you. I love you so much. Please get better, okay? That will make me so happy.”

“Is there really no way to get you back? Can't you consider another chance? I promise you I've changed. I won't be as overprotective and jealous. I'll let you talk to whoever you want, and be out as late as you want. I don't want to lose you, and I know you still love me.” He continue caressing your arm, still staring into your eyes trying to convince you to come back to him.

You shake your head. “I can’t baby, I can’t. Just let me go, please? You’ll be doing us both a favor. I promise we are going to grow so much more not being together.”

He sighs and look at you with his devilish eyes, as he wants to make you stay with him, so he starts caressing your neck and cheek in order to turn you on. “I can't let you go. I want you, and you're mine.”

You struggle to push him off as he won’t move. You grunt and slap him but it’s not working. “Stop it. Now!”

He give you a look that shows you he won't stop until you do what he wants. “Come on, just one last kiss. I'll have no one else than you.” He starts kissing your neck and cheek, trying to find a way inside the car. “Let's go back to how it was. Please, sweetheart. Don't leave me...”

You finally push him off, rolling the window back up. You then turn the car back on as it turned off from being on too long, putting it back into drive.

“No, no no! Don't do this to me. Come on, just give in. You know this is the best option. I know you still want me. Just let me in.”

“No!” you yell, tears now streaming down your face as you put your foot on the gas, your car now moving slowly.

“No, please! What are you doing? Don't go away... I just want you! I want you!” He slams my arms on the door with all his might, crying and screaming in anger. “Why won't you just come back with me? Why don't you want to be with me anymore? Come on, please, baby... I just want to be with you.”

You push on the gas, your car flying by him as the force forces him to let go of the door. You are finally leaving. You roll the window down as you hear him yelling at you.

He keeps screaming and crying as you drive away, feeling helpless and angry at you for leaving him like that. “Don't you miss me? Don't you miss us? Don't you love me anymore? I did everything for you... Come back...”

[cakeleighh]

No organisation, only Jenny in the Blue Beetle bike ! au because I love her uwu

Admittedly, if I didn’t say this was Jenny you wouldn’t be able to tell, but that is kind of the point so,,,, anyway, time for more sketches from my phone :,D

If this is confusing there’s a previous post.

Love her, shes an icon. She managed to infiltrate the races easy enough, but it’s everything after -that is difficult. Trying to do recon while also keeping up with filming the high intensity races is something anyone would struggle with. After finally finding the beetle and the bike (easily enough, Jaime literally just kinda waltzed in one day), her job became much more about protecting the rider and making sure her aunt couldn’t take back what she thought was hers.

Ironically, to keep up the incognito act, she made sure to play to the crowds. Building up this personality of a presenter/camera person, which the general public loved. She unintentionally became the face/mascot of Kord races, which Jenny is sure her father would’ve found hilarious.

Anyway, I love love love love the mask. I was thinking about making the mouth like a protogen ‘w’ shape to go with the ears, but it was too blocky for the design. So instead I just had one of those music beat line -thingies instead, which looked way cooler than I thought it would. It moves when she speaks, which would look absolutely amazing but I would have to animate it myself which I’m still debating whether it’s worth doing or not.

[omalahsocs]

Drabble ask: Frost

Jenny was sitting on the edge of the pier, staring out at the water. If their heart still beat, the cold would have affected her negatively but as it stood, she barely noticed the chill except for when the wind came off the water and impressed on her that she should be wearing more than a shirt and jeans.

She sat up straighter when she felt the heaviness of a leather jacket settling on her shoulders. A quick sniff of the air had her mismatched eyes widening and she turned to look up at the one who settled the jacket on her shoulders. They grunted as they crouched beside her, an unlit cigarette bouncing on their lower lip when they spoke in a raspy tone.

"Watch the Veil, little cousin. Can't have people noticing things they shouldn't, right?"

Their eyes were ice blue, chilly like the snow that was threatening to fall. Messy black curls were tugged back from their face with a loose hold of an elastic band when they exhaled, they still let out a slow whisp of breath that billowed in front of them. Their lips parted in a smile too wide to be anything but Wyld.

She gasped quietly, trying to memorize every inch. The small scar that split their eyebrow. The growling undertone in their voice. The simple dark red shirt that had an image of claws rending it. Her vision split for a moment, seeing them angry at the sun at the moon, at the world. And then seeing them lying too still, more still than she had been while sitting on this pier.

Reaching a hand up, she touched where the jacket should have been and whined when it was nothing. Ephemeral, easy to lose.

"Two paths divulged in the barren wastes." She felt the words falling from her lips and stood up, doing a small turn, trying to see if the one who called her cousin would come back or if they would stay in her visions. "And you... Will take the road less traveled..."

[ryujenini]

Kinktober Day 18 (NSFW🔞)

(G!P)Jennie x AFAB!Reader- Touch Me You Lose

It's was your girlfriends birthday so obviously you wanted to worship her in every way possible.....but Jennie had other ideas

"I don't care if it's my birthday Princess, you touch me, you lose, it's quite simple really"

You whined but did as she said because after all it was her birthday and you were trying your best to be good for her even if you wanted nothing more than to lay her down and rip all her clothes off

But you had found yourself in the opposite situation, her doing that to you instead, tying your hands behind your back before undressing herself teasing you with her sexiness, you couldn't help but lunge your head forwards as Jennie pulled down her boxers exposing her rock hard dick that bounced up past her waistband , just as you got close enough and opened your mouth ready to take her length she pushed your shoulders back "be patient baby" Jennie said almost tutting at how eager you were

Jennie guided you to stand up and lay down on the bed with your back facing her, you knelt with your ass in the air wiggling it cheekily earning a slap from Jennie who noticed how wet you were for her

"Happy birthday indeed" she muttered to herself at the sight licking her lips before placing her cock at your entrance and plunging in Instantly not even needing lube from how aroused she'd already made you, you moaned out as she pounded into you full force, your walls wrapping around her shaft trying to milk her of her cum even though you'd only just started, Jennie kept going continuosly switching the pace of her thrusting until you both came, Jennie shooting her load deep inside you, trying to get you pregnant since that was her birthday wish, to start a family with you

Once you knew that, you asked Jennie to untie your hands, and quickly you were ready for round 2 this time even more determined to give Jennie what she wanted, taking 4 loads of her cum inside you, and every day after that you were at it like rabbits

Jennie got her wish 9 months later when you gave birth to twins

[panda-writes-kpop]

Tsundere! Jennie - S/O Hangs Out With Their Ex (Requested!)

A/N: Hi guys, girls, and non-binary pearls! I hope you all are doing well. 💞💞

Masterlist!

TW: None!

- You’re funny if you think Jennie will be okay with you meeting your ex alone.

- “You? Going out with your ex and not bringing me? Yeah, I don’t think that’s a great idea.”

- She does trust you, but Jennie doesn’t trust your ex.

- “What if they try to hit on you? I won’t be able to yell at them if I’m not there!”

- Of course, she’ll try to play it cool, but she’s very protective of you and she can’t hide that fact.

- “I mean, I don’t care that much! I just worry about you, alright?”

- Jennie will pout from the moment you tell her to the moment she has to go.

- “I can’t believe you’re actually going. Come on, let’s get this over with.”

- Jennie will glare at your ex the whole time, and it’ll be super awkward from the moment you get there to the moment you leave.

- When you get home, Jennie will smirk proudly before collapsing on the couch.

“I told you that was a bad idea, and that it wasn’t me being jealous! Let’s get some food and watch some movies so we can make something good out of today!”

- “Are you sure you weren’t jealous, babe?”

- “I-I DON’T GET JEALOUS!”

[strawberryhmilk]

a simple lyric can mean so much more.

implied!lgbtqia+ reader, no pronouns used / gender neutral reader

stranger!siyeon ♡ karaoke bar

♡ okay she went out w the girlies to relax n did not expect to see you there ♡ she’d seen you once or twice around town, the grocery store or library or browsing the streets, window shopping ♡ n siyeon was always so……. bewildered by how pretty you looked. but something abt you was so unbothered n indifferent abt the world around you ♡ so when you walked up bedside her as she was ordering drinks, her breath caught in her throat and her eyes widened and whew, sure is hot in this bar! ♡ stuttering out a mild hello, siyeon all but ran back to the group of girls with flaring cheeks and trembling hands ♡ ofc it’s minji whomst signs siyeon up for karaoke. they’re all so tired of her sort-of-pining / sort-of-just-admiring-from-afar stares that she always gives you ♡ the song selection was sparse and some were so old she hadn’t heard of them until one song caught her eyes ♡ it was dedicated to you; whether you knew it or not, it was ♡ you were with a friend or two, sighing as you watched them flirt with strangers and deflating as they all left you to yourself ♡ honestly you only came bc you promised you would n this is the thanks you get………. ♡ hearing a newer song come over the speakers — one that you always seemed to b humming — your attention flew to the stage where you saw her ♡ you only knew her name — siyeon — and that she had kissable lips, pretty eyes, and a wolf cut that you wanted to run your fingers through ♡ you also knew she seemed to hate you — she couldn’t get a full word out around you and the minimal amount of times you’d bumped into each other, she always ran the other way ♡ but the song implied otherwise……. unless you were overthinking, which wouldn’t b different from any other day ♡ ofc your attention is bouncing from the stage to your phone to your friends as you mindlessly hum along ♡ and then siyeon changes the lyrics ♡ “i never would have left you alone — here on your own, glued to your phone.” ♡ your fingers stop their scrolling as you look up to the stage, eyes widening a fraction because siyeon is staring directly at you ♡ “never would have left you alone — can i take you home?” ♡ oh holy shit. ♡ she jus winked at you — siyeon was singing to you ♡ the song may have ended and the crowd was cheering as the next person stepped onstage for karaoke, but you were still staring as siyeon made her way to you ♡ clearing her throat and only glancing at you briefly before setting her eyes back on the table ♡ “so? can i?” ♡ now how could you say no to her

idol!jennie ♡ opener for your boyfie

♡ okay so you have a bf and he’s famous and blah blah blah ♡ usually you get along decently with his friends or the people he’s invited to open for him ♡ but jennie……… you couldn’t get a proper read on her ♡ in your boyfriends presence, she would glare and curl her nose in disgust and roll her eyes ♡ but around you — specifically when it was just the two of you — she was soft and sweet and giggled at every other word you said ♡ at her third show, jennie announced she was singing an unreleased song she’d written on tour and it was dedicated to someone she considered special ♡ from your hidden front row seat, you perked up ♡ jennie’s songs were always fun and empowering so you couldn’t wait to see what it would b abt — even better that she’d written it w someone in mind! ♡ her voice seemed deeper in this song, huskier as her eyes skimmed the crowd ♡ and then her gaze met yours and it didn’t leave for the rest of the show ♡ her eyes left yours only once — fleetingly glancing to the stage’s wings where your boyfriend would b preparing for his turn onstage ♡ “i can be a better boyfriend than him.” ♡ you gulped as jennie’s stare hit your eyes again, narrowing and focusing on your gaping mouth ♡ “i don’t need to tell you twice all the ways he can’t suffice.” ♡ it’s not that he was a horrible boyfriend. truly, he was sweet and listened to your complaints and needs! ♡ but — my, oh my — jennie kim caught and held your attention in ways your boyfriend never would ♡ and well at least you figured out why she seemed to dislike him so much even if she did technically work for him

idol!sana ♡ writing a new song

♡ you were an assistant of sorts who wandered around jyp entertainment, giving drinks or towels or whatever to whoever needed it ♡ naturally this meant you’d had a small bond with the idols who drifted and floated around the building ♡ of those, you’d found yourself always pulled to sana’s side, regardless of where she was or what she was doing ♡ often times, you were found in her sweaters or hoodies when you were cold and she could b seen wearing a pair of your pants or a shirt she’d taken a liking to ♡ it felt like a secret only the two of you held — your shared clothes ♡ currently sana had locked herself in a spare studio, hunched over as sheets upon sheets of paper surrounded her ♡ knocking gently, you waltzed in with a snack, a coffee and a bottle of water, setting the treats in front of her with a smile ♡ “need anything else?” ♡ sana was grinning at you gently, eyes creased and hearts popping up where her pupils were as she shook her head. “all good here, yn. thank you <3” ♡ you glanced at the paper in front of her, heart stopping at the words that had been underlined a few times ♡ “plus all my clothes would fit.” ♡ that line was repeated and the words were twisted but the sentient was there — you knew what she meant ♡ it was an inside joke — something the two of you knew and would giggle about and you would dream abt at the end of the day bc nothing would come from sharing clothes ♡ sana didn’t like you like that, why would she? ♡ but her newly written lyrics said otherwise and your mouth was suddenly parched as your eyes stayed cemented to the words in front of you ♡ looking from you to the sheet of lyrics, sana only smiled sheepishly ♡ “we do fit each other’s clothes well, hm?”

best friend!nayeon ♡ singing w the radio

♡ baking w friends is fun!! you get sugary treats and you get to spend time w your favorite people in the world ♡ and ofc with nayeon, you both have matching frilly, fruit themed aprons that really serve no purpose other than to look cute for instagram photos ♡ you shimmied your hips and shoulders while mixing the dry ingredients into the wet as nayeon sprayed a pan with cooking spray, singing along with the radio that was playing ♡ with a giggle, nayeon bumped her hip with yours as the cupcakes were placed into the oven, a timer set as the brownies you’d made earlier were cooling on the stovetop ♡ the song on the radio changed from a fast, poppy tune into something more sultry ♡ with a squeal, nayeon sang along enthusiastically, grabbing your hands to twirl and spin you around the kitchen with her ♡ softly you sang along with her, knowing the song by heart from how often nayeon would play it ♡ somehow her hands ended up on your waist as the second verse hit, spinning you so your back was resting against her chest ♡ as she hummed along to the song now, you could feel the vibrations hit your back and crawl up your spine as chills followed ♡ this hadn’t happened before — nayeon had never been like this before ♡ sure your friendship was full of constant hand holding and hugs that lasted too long and cheeks kisses that brushed a little too close to your lips ♡ but this was something more — something close and intimate that made sweat pile up on your forehead as your hands shook ♡ a flustered giggle escapes your lips as nayeon somehow pulls you even closer, her lips brushing up your neck and to your ear as she sings along ♡ “baby, i insist.” ♡ a squeak crawls up your throat as nayeon loops her arms around your hips, her smile planting itself onto your skin ♡ a sudden ring echoes around the room, trying and failing to destroy the mood ♡ she only tightened her hold on you as she continued to sing along ♡ “yeonnie, need to check on the cupcakes……” ♡ she lets out a sigh that sends another shiver up your back, reluctantly pulling away from you ♡ it’s only when you turn at the sound of a clang that you notice the frown on her pouted lips ♡ wanting to see her smile — the one you thought about and complimented so many times before — you press a quick kiss to nayeon’s lips ♡ her personality shift is sudden as pink flames on her cheeks ♡ “what? you insisted.” ♡ the rest of your night is spent surrounded by brownies and cupcakes as nayeon holds you close, tasting the treats from your own mouth

best friend!lua ♡ truth or dare

♡ let’s get this out of the way — she knew you first and that was something she always reminded everyone of ♡ in your friend group, there was a boy who was openly interested in you and sometimes it seemed like you returned those feelings ♡ but in those fleeting, unsure moments, your eyes locked onto hers and then it started again like a vicious cycle ♡ your friends usually liked to spend time together as a group, going on trips to the movies or camping or whatever they could ♡ this time, they’d decided a picnic would b nice bc it wasn’t too hot for once and the breeze felt just right as you soaked up the sun ♡ as the snacks diminished and drinks were starting to be passed around, doyoung had the idea that a game of truth or dare would b fun ♡ instant disaster for you. ♡ rewind — let’s go back a little bit ♡ you adored lua. you thought she was oh, so pretty with her dimples and long hair and then she cut and dyed her hair and that caused a stronger kind of feeling to run over you ♡ sure, you flirted with w each other, but that’s how your friend group was — everyone was a flirt and everyone was fair game ♡ except sometimes when you flirted with a certain boy — a fairly new addition to the group — lua’s glare burned into you and a jittery, nervous feeling would erupt in you ♡ there was something abt that look — and what she said after ♡ “you shouldn’t date him, you know. i won’t let you.” ♡ it’s not like you actually liked the boy or anything! ♡ but now you kind of wanted to say yes to his constant date invitations just to see what exactly lua would do ♡ back to truth or dare — you knew it would go one of two ways ♡ one, you would b truthful abt your crush on lua and your plan to always make her jealous so she would just make a move already ♡ or two, you’d b dared to accept the boys advances and would have to sorrowfully keep playing along ♡ and sadly you were at the second option ♡ “so? dare to finally go out with me?” ♡ you could only let out a small uh as everyone’s eyes were on you, waiting for an answer ♡ “oh i guess we can go on one date?” ♡ it wasn’t exactly an answer but he perked up anyways, grinning as the rest of the group let out cheers ♡ and then came lua’s turn ♡ “yeah i’ll take truth.” ♡ “say something only your crush would understand.” ♡ your breath caught in your throat as she stared at you — that familiar, yearning glare that ignited this meaner side of you ♡ the side that only smiled at her choice ♡ “i’m gonna steal you from him.” ♡ the group let out immature comments at her word choice, but her eyes stayed on yours ♡ you knew exactly what she meant ♡ and suddenly you couldn’t wait for this supposed date to b ruined

— ♡ — this is all over the place omg- thank you for reading, ♡  strawberryhmilk © 2022 do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform.

[motownfiction]

places to bury him

Of all the places to bury him, the Doyles had to bury Sam in the back of the cemetery.

Steph curses the family name as she treks through the grass and dirt with Judy and Jenny. They’ve been here before, but they don’t remember it. Judy’s eight now, and Jenny is six. For the past few months, they’ve been asking Steph a lot of questions about their father. What did his voice sound like? Was he funny? What kind of clothes did he wear? Did he read books? Did he like fruit? How tall was he? Did he love you? What happened to him when he died?

Steph isn’t sure how existential that last question was supposed to be. Considering these are Sam’s kids, too, she has to imagine the answer is very.

Last week, she promised them that when the weather got a little warmer, she would take them to the cemetery to see their father’s headstone. They’re old enough to remember it with just one look, and they won’t need to go back again. Plus, maybe if they have to wait a few months, they’ll lose interest. Then Steph won’t have to deal.

But they insist, like Sam’s kids would. And two days before Christmas – before the thirteenth anniversary of Sam’s death – they’re walking through the cemetery, trying to find him.

And then, almost like Steph wasn’t expecting it, they do.

They find Sam.

Judy takes the first step toward the stone in the ground. She cocks her head to the side as she reads the epitaph.

“‘Everybody wants to be someone’s here,’” she reads. “‘Someone’s gonna show up, never fear.’ What’s that mean?”

“It’s a song your father liked a lot,” Steph says, surprised by how unshaken her voice sounds. “A long time before he died, he told us that was what he wanted his gravestone to say. So, we made sure it happened.”

“Did he know he was gonna die?” Jenny asks, stretching out the last word like a snake made of Play-Doh.

“No,” Steph says. “He was just thoughtful. That’s all.”

Except that’s not all. Sam’s thoughtfulness was never a that’s all. It was all there ever was and all there ever needed to be.

Judy takes a longer look at the headstone. Steph watches as she absorbs every letter of her father’s name. She seems to spend a long time on the D in Doyle. Tracing it around and around and around. There’s a little feeling in Steph’s gut when Judy looks at her again with those big sad eyes – blue eyes, somehow, almost the only thing Steph gave to her.

“Would that have been my last name?” she asks.

“What does it say?” Jenny asks. “Daily?”

“Close enough, Jen,” Steph says. “It’s Doyle. And, um, maybe. Maybe it would have been your last name.”

Maybe it would have been mine, Steph thinks, but she tries not to let herself get bogged down in possibility. Her phone vibrates in the back pocket of her jeans. Katie, no doubt.

There is never any moment Steph isn’t thankful for Katie.

“I like Doyle,” Jenny says.

“Yeah,” Judy says. “But I like Armstrong better.”

Steph laughs. She opens her arms, and both girls run to either side of her, hugging in public while they’re still little enough to forget embarrassment.

“I like it better, too,” Steph says.

She squeezes the girls’ shoulders and takes her own long look at Sam’s name, etched there in the stone.

Well, Sam, she thinks, what do you make of them? She doesn’t let herself make up an answer.

(part of @nosebleedclub december challenge -- day 7!)

[jennyandvastraflint]

"A Candle against the Sun"

Summary: Anura contemplates the situation she finds herself in, a Silurian's empty body for her to occupy, and thinks on the possibility of Vastra returning to her body.

[januarylatte]

Favorite Scent

Vionetta Ruby Kim menjalani hari-harinya sebagai sekretaris pribadi dari sosok maskulin yang bernama Casper, jadi bisa dipastikan dia harus sudah berada di samping Casper pada saat berolahraga.“Good morning, Sir, saya ingin menyampaikan jadwal hari ini,” ucap Vionetta.“Ya silakan, Vio, aku mendengarkannya.”Casper sambil berenang.Casper terbiasa mendengarkan Vionetta sembari melakukan aktivitas…