#letting her take the step while also letting her know she wont take it alone

[eshden]

okay but,,, Blake encouraging Yang to take that next step? creating that safe space for her? Yang saying it’s like a cliff and if i do it, i’m just gonna fall, and Blake responding i think we’re already falling. it’s Blake letting Yang say it first, and not even pausing to breathe before saying i love you too. it’s Blake letting Yang take the step but holding her hand out the whole way there, assuring her that she would never let her fall. not alone

[chisatowo]

Fuck I ran out of tags anyways. Time to continue ranting abt unit swap 25ji in the tags of this post since I dont wanna make a proper post lol

[asteroidzzzn]

more than just a dream - spark, 004

pairing: college!ellie x reader

synopsis: you transfer to a new school where you only know one person; your childhood best friend. he invited you to a beginning of the year party to meet some new people, but one person, in particular, catches your eye... his other best friend.

a/n: dina bonding time!

genre: social media au, fluff

series masterlist -- previous chapter -- next chapter

bria 🧚

hey!

dina 💋

hi whats up? :)

bria 🧚

im bored and everyone else went out but i dont feel like drinking rn..

can i come over?

i know the two of us arent super close but this could be our chance to bond outside the group 🤞🤞

dina 💋

omg ofc!! i was feeling the same i just wanted to chill and stay in today 😭 but ya come over whenever

bria 🧚 ❤️ a message

we can watch mission impossible if ur into that!

only if u bring snacks...

bria 🧚

U HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH IVE BEEN WANTING TO SEE THATTTT OK im omw now ill put the best i have in a bag 🙏 cya!!

dina 💋 ❤️ a message

bria 🧚

hey dina, sorry i had to leave right away

i have to study for the first unit test later today

wish i didn't, this is so boring

how are u?

dina 💋

im fine

good

im good im great actually

but i really think we should talk about it

what happened last night

bria 🧚

later, ok?

sorry

i need to go right now stepping into class

dina 💋

oh ok, bye :)

dina woodward

hi y/n im literally going insane r u free to talk

y/n

omfg 😭 whats going on

dina woodward

you'll never believe what happened last night

y/n

ughhh i wish i was there! sorry i wanted to stay in to get some sleep, i have a test next period

dina woodward

oh no worries i actually stayed in too so this isnt ab the outing

do u know who bria volentas is?

y/n

yeah i do!

shes really nice ill sit next to her in history in a few minutes actually

dina woodward

oh 😭😭😭 i wanted to talk to u ab this bc i thought u were the only one in the group that didnt really know her

can u keep a secret? just need to get this off my chest

y/n

u can trust me :)

dina woodward

sooo... ive had a crush on her since the dawn of time

y/n !! a message

and we hung out last night alone!!

y/n

!!AWEEE yall will be so cute together i can see it now

dina woodward ❤️ a message

also im so glad u said that bc i wasnt ab to be the one to com eout first 😭😭

dina woodward !! a message

dina woodward

YOUW AHT?!?!?!?!?!?

i didnt wanna assume but i secretly knew.........

y/n haha a message

y/n

🤝🤝🤝

OKOK GET ON W UR STORY

dina woodward

we were watching mission impossible bc ellie ditched me (i wont forget) and she goes 'im cold' so bc shes the actual loml i let her under my blanket

y/n

awwww

dina woodward

then our feet kinda touched then our hands kinda touched and we were getting rlly close... then we fucked

y/n

AHH????

that went from 0 to 100 sO FAST

dina woodward

I KNOW LIKE IMS TILL SO IN SHOCK RN

y/n

SO YGS ARENT TOGETHER YET THO?? HAVE U TALKED AB IT ALL??? FYB? ONE TIME THING?

dina woodward

IDKK I HAVE NO IDEA

this is the average wlw experience i say while dry heaving and crawling onto the roof and howling

y/n ❤️ a message

y/n

LMFAOOO it literally is tho we have it so difficult

dina woodward

HELPPP ME AND BRIA ARE IN CHAT RN BUT WE'RE NOT SAYING ANYTHING

SPEAK UP WOMANNN FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

i said i wanted to talk ab last night and she was so avoidant so she BETTER say something rn

y/n

yall rn

lurking in chat.....

dina woodward

😭😭😭

i need to be distracted rn

eye starts twitching

tell me smth thats going on w u

y/n

ok u trusted me w ur crush so i can trust u w mine right..

dina woodward

ofc ofc

y/n

so u know her actually like really well from what i know

BLEEEH I HATE TELLING PPL I LIKE THEIR FRIENDS

is ellie williams gay..

dina woodward

take a look at her what do u think

yes she is gay! AND U LEIWFAGJEDFANJ YOU LIKE HER??

y/n ❤️ a message

y/n

angels harmonize and descend from heaven

BLESSS 🙏🙏

yes i like her... i think. its been hard to like anyone since my last relationship but im feeling rlly hopeful about us

im heavily delusional tho she was prob just being friendly when we hung out

dina woodward

she recently broke up w her ex too, and shes been kinda staying away from relationships :(

ur amazing tho youd be so good for her

if she acts like a bitch to u ONCE run

y/n

damn jesse warned me ab her too 😭 what happened with her and her ex? if u know or if ur ok with telling me

i know its not really my business

i just wanna know what lines i cant cross

dina woodward ❤️ a message

dina woodward

yeah i totally get it

i actually dont know all the details

i think she only told jesse bc theyre way closer than me and her

if u want to know everything, id ask him or get it from ellie herself

just get closer with her and she'll tell u everything, and u can decide what to do from there

y/n

ok , thats a good idea

ill just use my amazing charm and incredible beauty to captivate her in chemistry

dina woodward ❤️ a message

dina woodward

HEHEHEHE

speaking of,, she sucks at chemistry. u could get closer to her by tutoring her if youd be up for that?? shed appreciate it sooo much

y/n

#1 wingman award is presented toooooo dina woodward!

dina woodward ❤️ a message

ill def talk to her ab that ill be like heyyy u need help 💋

shit gtg now, test time!

dina woodward

good luck!! with the test and ellie🙏

y/n ❤️ a message

a/n: a lot longer than the last chapter!! but i had a lot to say in this one :D love in the future for my girl dina!!! love to see it

hope u enjoyed as always (✿◠‿◠)

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[ms0milk]

s/o with an abusive ex

| ft. Sanemi, Mitsuri, and Rengoku 

a/n: thank you so much for your req!

Sanemi

here's the thing

i just don’t think nems is above murder

so this abusive ex of yours doesn’t feel long for this world, ya feel me?

that ex called one too many times?

they just wont leave you alone?

they followed you when you went out?

showed up at your job?

did he hear you right?

sanemi is not patient, not forgiving, and not above confrontation

if they’re going to be piece of shit that doesn’t know when to quit

sanemi’s gonna submit that resignation letter on their behalf

they take the low road?

sanemi’s going to hell

if you come back to him from a long day out even a little shaken

he’s gonna scoop you right up in the doorway and deliver you straight to the bathtub to wash off the emotional grime

cuff his pants

roll up his sleeves

a therapeutic washcloth scrubbing your back and as much peace as he can manifest as he listens to you talk about your day

this man lives to make your life easy

which means when your ex steps out of line just once

and sanemi has to take out the trash

you’re none the wiser

a little blackmail here, a threat of physical violence there

sanemi and is friends will not let you suffer because of one person who’s too stupid to take no for an answer

if you’re willing to trust him with your fears from the past, he’ll always be ready to navigate the future with you

whatever you need

Mitsuri

like any strong, beautiful woman

Mitsuri has been chased down by her fair share of inappropriate scumbags

and has gotten very good and defending herself

physically and emotionally

she knows exactly how it feels to be perceived as vulnerable and prides herself in her strength and her ability to protect

this applies to you too

duh

the darling love of her life?

you got that extended warranty

24/7 support for life

she’s building your self confidence with spa days, body worship, and making sure you keep your weekly therapy appointment

so whenever your manipulative ass ex comes up

Mitsuri’s got her Listening Ears on

because she knows just how powerful an eager ear can be to someone processing trauma

but

i’m also pretty sure Mitsuri’s grappling with Sanemi for first place on the hashira sliding scale of “how easily they would get into a physical fight with someone who caused you pain”

because the day your ex decides to show their face in person??

and pull some nasty shit??

she was actually arrested for the absolute Bad Bitch Behavior she unleashed that day

i’m talking permanently broken noses and a visit from the adult tooth fairy

“i’m so sorry you had to see that baby”

is all she says when you finally manage to both get home in the evening

and you’re in tears because you have your girlfriend safe in your arms and not in some fucking cell while your sonofabitch ex gets to spend the night in the cushy hospital

but you’re not crying in anger

because you finally

for the first time since you met them

felt bigger than your ex today

“No more fights I promise! Please don’t cry– you y/n, it’s you only you, I only want to make you happy.”

she makes you feel happy and safe

Rengoku

does falling in love with this man ever end? will i ever reach the bottom of the depths of my love for him?

Rengoku is with you through it all

encouraging you to leave your dangerous relationship

protecting you while you gather your things

housing you when you have nowhere else to go

falling in love with you quietly as you build yourself back up

and he’ll be damned if he’s gonna let the asshole that started this whole problem backtrack your progress in any way

ex shows up at your house?

jokes on them, Rengoku’s stationed at the front gate while you finish the last of your chores inside

“You will be fighting with me today stranger, and I am the fight you will lose!”

he’s always all smiles

ex sends you message after message?

paper route be damned, the poor postman is getting escorted backwards to wherever the hell he picked this letter up

I don’t think Rengoku’s the type for premeditated violence

i think he’s a bit too aloof for that

his ego will never get the better of him

his testosterone will never best him

it’s always about you

“Your ex is here Y/n, would you like to walk past them together or would you like to leave?”

“You seem anxious, did something happen while you were out?”

“I’m here with you.”

“You're holding your head high today! You look beautiful like this!”

“You are not alone.”

your villainous ex can’t take away your value and so Rengoku’s going to do the best he can to make sure you see how much he worships your strength

[takobaki]

𓆩♡𓆪 Snowy innocence 𓆩♡𓆪 // PT: 3

彡Like a kid in a candy shop彡

˗ˏˋSams shop´ˎ˗

A/N: So this one has a bit of Alkni's backstory or well the events leading up to her being transported to NRC lol, also Ik what imp means just in case lmao

Fun fact Alkni's name is pronounced Alk-e even though that isn't the actual way to say the name

Word count:

WARNING:

Other parts here

"Welcome to Mister S's Mystery Shop! My friends on the other side tell me you came here looking for something. Ee hee hee!" Sam said as he waved to the the Octavinelle students, a warm and welcoming smile on his face "Oh- Whose that little imp!" Same asked as he pointed to Alkni, who only buried her face into Floyds neck, trembling slightly

"That's what we're hoping you would tell us" Azul said as he grabbed Alkni, setting her on the ground. "Do you think you could get your friends on the other side to help us find out" He continued while gently rubbing the 5 year old girls head. Sam let out a hum as he nodded, before turning to Alkni with a smile "Of course I can, my store will meet anyone's needs! Now little imp, what's your name" Sam asked as he slightly bent down to look at the little girl, before turning around to grab her a octopus shaped lollipop

Alkni happily took the candy from him, quickly popping it in her mouth as Sam let out a quiet chuckle. "A...Alk...n..i" The 5 year old girl spoke as she grabbed Azul's pant leg, still slightly weary of Sam

"How are we supposed to even feed that- that- kid if we cant even feed ourselves!?" Yelled the woman, venom lacing her tone as she slammed her fists against the creaky wooden table "Just throw her out again. She'll probably find some way to eat and maybe someone will take her so we don't have to deal with her" The light haired male said as he leaned back, his head resting against the wall as he picked at his teeth. Alkni flinched hard as she peeked through the door leading into the room they were talking in, as tears grew in her eyes. Quickly wiping her tears with her scarred fist, she quietly went to find even the smallest bits of food so she wouldn't have to go hungry for as long as she currently has

Sitting on the cold ground, the little hugged her knees close to her chest as she listened to the people happily chatting with one and another, completely obvious to the child left all alone again. Pushing herself up with the help of the wall, she peeked over the corner of her hiding place, hoping to find maybe a food vendor or a new shop that might've opened. Taking a step out, she reluctantly walked over to the bakery since there where no such things that she had hoped for, while silently begging that the owner would maybe allow her to get something this one time Peeking in through the large windows, she saw that there seemed to be a new person working there, making her eyes light up in hope. Yet all that hope went down the drain as she felt a hand grip her arm tightly. "What did I tell you about trying to steal from my shop. How many times do I need to kick you out for you to understand that you. aren't. getting, Anything" The owner hissed, his tone full of venom as he glared at the small girl, making her winch as turned her head away. The man clearly didn't know of her situation as if he did, he may have been nicer- or not. Dragging her harshly through the streets, he turned a corner, appearing in a rather messy alleyway, pieces of glass and cardboard littering the floor, as he tossed her down harshly onto the dirty floor, causing pieces of glass to cut her skin. "If you ever come back again to my shop, I wont hesitate to call the police on you like I should've done awhile ago" The man hissed before walking away Alkni attempted to push herself up, her hands trembling as they got nicked on the small shards of glass, making her let out quiet yelps. As the extremely small childs stomach let out a rumble, she sat against the wall of a building, tears filling her eyes as she let out a quiet sob while she wrapped her arms around her stomach in a attempt to quiet the rumbling. After sitting there for longer then she thought, she felt drops of rain hit against her pale skin, making her flinch as she snapped out of her zombie like trance. Alkni let out a quiet yawn as she looked up to the sky as the rain rewet her dried tears Gathering pieces of cardboard she attempted to form them into the shape of a bed, just wanting to go to sleep and wake up from the nightmare she was forced to live in, even if it was impossible

Alkni was sat on the counter, swinging her legs back and forth as she slowly chewed on her lollipop that Sam had given her. Sam stared at the little girl, as he thought about what his friends from the other side had told him about her, and what she had gone through. Walking over to her, he bent down to meet her eye to eye, as he gave her a warm smile in a attempt to comfort her.

"Do you see anything that you would like little imp, " Sam asked Alkni with a warm smile as he gently rubbed her head "I'm sure you will be able to find something you like!" He continued as he gestured around the store.

Alkni looked at him surprised for a moment as if she was asking as if he was serious, making the shop owner let out a chuckle as he nodded "Whatever you want" Sam confirmed as he picked her up, before setting her on the floor

As Alkni was looking through the store, albeit wearily, Sam went over to the three Octavinelle students, using the fact that she was focused on something else to explain to the three boys about what had happened to her

As Sam was finishing up speaking with Azul, Jade, and Floyd, he felt a small tug at his pants leg, and upon looking down, he saw Alkni holding a bread shaped stuffed animal, Alkni thinking that it was actual food instead of a toy. "You want that little imp? Well then its all yours" Sam exclaimed with a warm smile as he gently ruffed her messy dusty black hair.

Standing up, Sam looked towards the students again, his gaze slightly darker then usual. "Be careful with them" Sam spoke to them as he crossed his arms ocer his chest, before looking down at Alkni with a warm smile, only to see her trying to eat the bread shaped stuffed animal, making him cover his mouth in a attempt to cover a chuckle

[warnersister]

Chapter 2 - Damned if you do; Damned if you don't

The Highwayman Series | Chapter 1 | Chapter 3

“How much for Lightning?” Bob asked after a while. “Make me an offer.”

The man got some coins out his sack  “he’ll take Falcon” Jake said and Bob raised his brows “but she said-“ “we got plenty of good’uns back in California. He just needs to get ya there. Not back” Jake says. Bob nods “I’ll take Falcon” you hum “you sure? Wouldn’t want to get given orders by someone like him.” “someone like me?” Jake asked as he stepped forward and you nodded, also taking a step so your chests were nearly touching. You crossed your arms over your chest “someone like you.” Jake was about to speak when Bob interrupted “this enough?” he held out a few coins and you counted them and nodded “plenty. I'll go get ‘im ready for ya.” You say, taking a step back to go collect the horse, making a pack full of hay and feed to get him across Western America, bringing the horse over to the group of men and stroking his dark mane twice “he’ll do you fine” he nods “many thanks, ma’am” and you exchange the money for his reigns.

Jake eyed you “you’re gonna catch heat stroke with no hat” “I can take care of myself” you say, although squinting at the intensity of the summer sun. jake takes his stetson off his head and places it on yours and coyote raises his brows “you know the hat rule, honey?” he asked and you never look away from Jake “don’t mean nothing if you’ve already done it.” You say. “get out of here, the lot of ya. Before my daddy see’s y’all and hangs ya.” You say before pointing at Bob. “Take good care of my horse” you say and he nods “give ‘im a nice burial when he’s had enough, want you to dig him a grave and let him in gently.” You instruct and he nods “sure thing, darlin” you look at the group once more. “go.” “cant we stay for the night? It’s getting dark.” Rooster asks and you scowl at him. “I told you to get. Now get” and you point West as a way to go, the two stangers thank you and Bradley does the same “good to see you, hon” he says and you smile a small smile. “I like the mustache, Brad.” But jake lingers. “beat it hangman” you say, turning to heard back into the stables to which he follows you. “baby I-“ “no, don’t baby me.” You sniff and he notices you wiping away tears. “I told you to beat it, so go” you say “five years, Jake” you say angrily, “get out of Miramar and don’t let me see ya again” you say, pushing him far enough away to slam the door and forcing him back out onto the street. He shakes his head and joins the others.

He held back further down the road, let the other three ride out in front to be left alone with his thoughts. “wha’ happened?” coyote asked rooster who hummed. “He fell in love and her daddy drew him away, hated the idea of his lil girl hangin’ around wi’ some highwayman – he looked at her like she hung the stars,” rooster looks up at the constellations; the other two remain silent. “then five years ago, her dad cornered him in the saloon, said if he didn’t leave his daughter alone he’d hang him and make her watch. Hell he was willing to be hung if it meant he got some more time with her” he looks back at the other two “but god he wouldn’t let her watch” he sniffed “so he left. I went with him. God damn nearly drank ‘imself to death.” He shook his head “never came back?” bob asked “never, look at ‘im. He cant handle it.” They all looked to the man a couple tens of metres behind who had his head hung low. Why couldn’t he have her?

“Hey kid” you look up and dust off your skirt “hey uncle pete” he smiles at you “you missing a mare?” you shake your head “nuh uh, falcon got sold to some travellers an hour or two ago, paid good money for ‘im too” you tell him, and he raises his brows “travellers?” you hum “travellers” he smirks “well ice thought he saw a gang of highwaymen” he says and you shrug “might’ve been, but they wanted a horse and they paid for a horse so in my eyes they’re customers” you say. “you know Beau wont be happy if Jake’s back in town, sweetheart” he says quieter and your eyes well again. “yeah well, its fine. I told him to beat it. Maybe he wont come back for another five years, maybe he wont come back at all” you reply and turn away. “Just left you his hat to remember him by, huh?” You feel two arms wrap around you in a tight hurt and you turn to sob into his shoulder. “I loved him pete” you say with a gasp and he nods “I know honey, I know you love him still. You’d probably have a few young’uns by now if it wasn’t for your dad” Pete says “he left me Pete, and my dads all alone without me, im all he’s got” you say with a huff. “and when your dads gone?” he asks and you shake your head “don’t say that” pete shrugs “it’s the truth baby” he says, stroking the back of your head “how about you come for dinner with me ‘nd Penny?” he suggests and you nod into his neck.

Back on the road the boys had settled in for the night around fifty miles from Miramar, bellies full and all but one’s hats over their eyes. “Y’got balls, kid” a voice announces and they all jump, hands shooting for their pistols but jake and Bradley relax when they see who it is “lower ‘em, boys” and the other two hesitantly replace their guns into their holsters. “Maverick” Rooster nods “y’know ive had ‘er cryin’ into my shoulder all evenin’?” Jake inhales sharply. He couldn’t speak for the lump in his throat. “Hell you had balls coming to Miramar to get a damned horse while Cyclone’s still in charge. But boy you must be brave to walk up to her goddamn ranch.” He continued “now you were told that if anyone ever saw your ass in these parts you’d be hung and she’d watch” Jake looked up at him. “what? Y’here to take me back so he can finish the job, maverick?” Jake scoffed, expression saddened and almost weak. Coyote and Bob had never seen him like that; so defeated – so glum. “Cyclone’s dying.” And silence ensued. “Coughin’ up blood and got his single, unwed daughter carin’ for him” “she’s a good girl” Jake replied, taking another sip of the whiskey he’d been carelessly nursing in his flask since they'd sat. “she is and she’s hurtin’. Her daddy’s the only thing she’s got” Maverick replied. “and I don’t know what im gonna do with her when he goes because I haven’t seen her in five years. You left and seem’d to take ‘er with ya”

“if you come back to Miramar, her daddy’s gonna hang ya like he promised” jake swallowed “if you don’t then im gonna kill ya myself.” Jake raised his brows. “c’mon back, y’all can stay with me for the night”  Maverick says as he turns his horse around “she don’t wanna see me, Mav” jake replied “bullshit. Damn girls in love with ya, what kind of godfather am I if I let her get that way again? I'll be damned if I let you break her twice. C’mon, the lot of ya.” He instructed, and began trotting back down the trail on old Tomcat, god knows how the old horse was still moving Bob silently got onto his horse and eyed the rest of them “y’coming?”

Chapter 1 | Chapter 3

[kirihotto]

Teddy Bear {HeuningKai X Reader 16+}

→ Rating: 16+ Minors are prohibited from engaging and reading the (spice) It contains explicit content.

→ Genre: Birthday/ Cute date

→ Summary: Kai has a date planned but wont tell you what it is. You go along with this plan and have a sweet time enjoying each others company.

→ Word Count: 1 943

Disclaimer: All members are face and name claims for the story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment or representation of real-life people. All works are purely for entertainment purposes.

Published: 08/14/2023

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The sun shining through the curtains in an attempt to awaken me. Shining right in my eyes as my hair was flung about the soft pillows. Rolling over with a grunt I faced my back to the sun. Snuggling back in with a smile. Until it hit me.

"WAIT. What's the date?" My arm flew out from under the covers. Reaching for my phone on the side table. August 14th. The day we had planned for our date. Here I was sleeping in. Sitting up with a groan stretching my arms up in the air, phone in hand. I rubbed my face in a sad attempt to fix my sleepy state. Swinging the warm covers off my form until later, sliding my gray bunny slippers on. My cat trailing at my ankles mewling up at me. Walking in the kitchen over to her bowl. To my surprise it was already full. I paused as the fog in my brain was attempting to clear. Retracing my steps.

“Hey, you're up!” I certainly remember living alone. Quickly I whipped around to face my opponent. But once I turned around my ‘opponent’. Had a warm smile on their face. I dropped to my knees on the floor.

“Sigh..”

“Oh my gosh! I'm sorry, are you ok?!” Kai yelped, rushing to my side. Whilst the chaos was going on Frost was wolfing down her breakfast. [A/N: The gray cat.]

“Seriously.. you scared the crap outta me!” I looked up at him with a huff. Kai smirked nervously and reached his hand out to me. Holding it, he helped me up off the cold tile floor. But little seemed to matter once our eyes met. Kai’s dark curls resting above his brows perfectly. His chocolate eyes, sweetened by his smile. Then a simple outfit of a white hoodie and ripped jeans. He managed to make such simple clothes look so nice. An angel.. After my starring I let his hand go. Combing back my messy hair slightly flustered. “W-what are you doing here so early?”

“ I got a little excited..” Kai chuckled while playing with his hair. We both stood awkwardly in the kitchen.

“Agh.. I suck. I’m sorry I'm late getting up."

“You dont suck. It happens. I could help you get things ready! ” Kai’s gaze was nearly filled with glitter. Frost’s eyes also drifted my way. Two cute sets of eyes on me. My heart melted for a moment. He had come early to see me since he was so excited. Omg he’s so cute~ Kai spoke again bringing me back to my senses.“Was I too early?..”

“OH! No no. I’ll get ready here now! You know you're always welcome! Feel free to do whatever while I get ready. It shouldn't take too long. Thank you for feeding Frost as well!” Patting Frost on the head and giving Kai a little smile I walked back to my room. Flopping on my bed for a moment.

(Kai POV)

“Well then~ We can play for a bit huh?” I pet Frost while she sat in my arms almost like a baby. Wandering over to the couch with her still in my arms. “Now that I think about it, I don't come here that often. They usually come over to my place since it's more convenient. But this is so much more comfy.”

"They are so cute mh~" I sat there with a grin on my face. Until Frost awoke me from daydreaming. "Ah- sorry little one. Let's get to playing then huh?"

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(F/N POV- 20 Minutes later)

There, done! Luckily I had showered last night since I certainly wouldn't have time right now. Walking out from my room, much to my surprise Kai was laying on the floor. Various colorful cat toys scattered about. Frost was seen not too far from him. How sweet.

“I’m ready! Sorry for the wait.” I stated. Kai shot up from the floor and met my gaze. Dusting off his white hoodie.

“Ok! Let's head out..” His words trailed off as once again we locked eyes. I felt myself getting flustered from his stare.

“Glad to see you two getting along haha~” I chuckled a little to avoid the silence. “So where are we off to?”

“You’ll see! I’m sure you'll like it. Though there’s a place we need to go before we get to the main event.” Kai smiled, guiding me to the door. Giving Frost a small wave before he shut the door behind us. I could feel Kai's excitement. Which made me more and more curious about what he was planning. He had made it a point that he was planning this and didn't want me to know. But honestly it didn't matter where we were going, as long as I was with Kai it didn't really matter where we were.

Leaving my apartment building we went toward the city. It was still sunny out. But not hot enough to have to cower under an AC. There were many people walking about with various bags due to the nice weather. Walking along I followed a little behind Kai. Just admiring him as we walked and chatted a little. Stopping at a crosswalk as I caught up to him.

“The new comeback we're working on will be worth it! The coreo is hard. But y’know you have to have a fair share of both.” Kai smiled over to me and continued. I really love how he’d tell me all about himself without me having to pry or ask. The light for the crosswalk came on and just before we went to cross I grabbed his hand. “Yeonjun is seriously scary when we mess up. It’s for a good reason but- ah!”

“O-oh, What were you saying?” I asked, a silence fell between us briefly. At first I thought I scared him. But his cheeks were laced with a soft pink. As he grabbed onto my hand a little tighter. He cleared his throat and fumbled with a strand of his hair.

“Ah. Yeah. uhm. Yeonjun Hyung.” He began to speak again as we made it to the other side of the street. We continued to walk hand in hand chatting away. Kai pointed down the street on the left of us. “That’s where we're headed!”

“Where are we?” I questioned following his lead. Looking at the tall buildings and crowds of people. Then it hit me. “What’s that smell?”

“The smell is all the amazing food they're cooking up!” Kai chuckled, bringing me over a little closer to one of the stands, Our hands still intertwined. I scanned over all the food placed neatly on the table. Kai pointed to one of the desserts lying on the table after letting my hand go. “I’ll take this please.”

“Sure thing! Five thousand won please.” The man behind the table stated. Kai rummaged through his hoodie pockets, while my stomach growled. The old man laughed a little. “Are ya hungry love?”

“Yeah, everything looks so good!” I replied. He must've heard my stomach growl… The man held a huge grin on his face. Kai handed him the money, then gave us the sweets. It was a pack of three Gyeongdan. A green one with cinnamon on top, a yellow one with a small blob of icing and a pink one with a dainty white flower. “For me?”

[A/N: Gyeongdan- Korean rice cake.]

“I knew you didn't eat before we left. So, I had to bring you here.” Kai smiled sweetly at me. He gestured to my hands. “Go ahead and give it a try.”

“Mm~ amazing!” My mouth full after only one small bite. Using my hands to cover as I spoke.These things were chewy. But so fresh and not too sweet. They were also slightly cool which was great for the summer.

“Glad you like it!”

“Aren't you two just so cute? Off on a date somewhere huh?” The man asked.

“Yeah, we just needed to make a stop here for some amazing food first.” Kai blurted out with a close eyed smile, before I could even think to say anything. My face was almost lit aflame. My mouth was full of food and a comment I didn't quite know how to react to. Since he was kind of a big deal being an idol and all. Kai placed his hand on my lower back and guided me down the street. I jumped a little at the sudden contact. The small act made me even more flustered.

“You kids have fun!”

“Thank you!” Kai bowed a little as we left the stand. His focus came back to me. “You want anything else just ask. Everyone is super nice here and everything is amazing!”

“This is amazing!” I exclaimed after finally finishing the pink gyeongdan. I had spoken a lot louder than intended. But I was just a little bit all over the place, flustered. And admittedly more hungry than I thought. Nudging Kai with the package. “H-here you have one Kai.”

“Oh, you sure?” He asked, then paused his reaching hand. I nodded. “Alright then. I’ll take the yellow one.~”

When I said this was amazing I more so meant this date. But the food was amazing too. We’ve been dating for roughly eight months and have gone out a decent amount since then. Meeting up frequently to even just be in each other's presence. Such as me going to the TXT practice studio on occasion. We both love being with one another but get flustered easily. Which makes us.. An interesting pair. But I wouldn't have it any other way.

Once we finished eating we looked at a few more stalls. Planning to grab a few snacks for the way home later. Kai and I walked hand in hand once again. As we walked out of the street market back onto the main streets. Until we were going to reach the final destination for our date.

“Here we are!” Kai stated, stopping in front of one of the tall buildings not even twenty minutes away. I gawked at the neon sign trying to read it. “Come on! Let’s get started.”

“Get started?” I questioned myself aloud, Kai leading me inside by my hand. There were crane machines EVERYWHERE. All sorts of different styles of games and prizes. Not to mention all the various bright colors. Everything was so cute! While we slowly walked past a few rows of machines I was analyzing which ones I'd go back to. Looking over to see Kai doing pretty well the same thing. Until we came up to a small counter. Though there was no one in sight.

“Pretty cool huh? They have SO many machines here. This is only the first floor. Though the higher the floor the harder the game. But the higher the floor the more expensive the prize.” Kai explained to me, while I sat there like a kid with a huge grin on my face. “Hm~”

“I can't wait to play! Why didn't you tell me about this place before?” I questioned him as a lady came up to the counter. Once again he rummaged through his pockets for his wallet. I quickly chimed in before the lady met us. “Do you want me to pay this time?”

“No no, Today's my treat! I was just waiting for the perfect day we could both come here. So I could treat you with this.” Kai pulled money from his wallet. He handed it over to the lady awkwardly. “That should be enough for sixty tokens?”

“Yes! Here you go~” She bowed after handing the game coins over to us. They were silver and had a little lucky cat in the middle.

“Here, these are your thirty. Ready to go try a few machines?”

“YEAH! Though, I've never really been good at them..” I admitted. I think I've only ever won once in these games.

“That’s ok! Let’s start on the first floor then. I’m no pro but I've played enough to get by.” Again his sweet smile blessed my view. We were both full of smiles. "Now then. You go pick one with a good prize."

“Hm.. ok.” I wandered past a few machines peeking inside to see. The machines were even shorter than me. There were mostly cheap snacks in the first few. There weren't many people here at the moment for that reason. Few groups of kids and.. Couples.. Which is what me and Kai were. Coming here for a cute date.. Kai was about to face me again while I was lost in a daze and got all worked up. I flung my arm out and picked the closet one machine. “How about this one!”

Luck enough for me it looked like the basic claw machines. The prizes didn't seem too bad either. Plush animal keychains.

“Sure! Let's get you set up then hm?~” He bent down to the coin slot and held out his hand to me. “These ones are nearly impossible to lose. There only one coin to play.”

“OK!” I replied full of confidence after his words. Placing a single coin in his hand. As his nimble fingers placed the coin in the machine. The thing made a funny boing~ sound as the button and joystick lit up. He stood back up and ushered me closer. I placed one hand on the joystick and one on the button. “There. All the machines in these places are a little different. Give it a go.”

“OK!” My heart raced while I tussled with the joystick. Most likely because Kai was watching me. Aiming for the small blue rabbit looking plush. Hitting the button the claw came down towards the little thing.

“There you go!” Kai yelped from beside me. The claw had managed to pick up the little rabbit. Our eyes followed the claw to the drop box until..

“Aw..” I sighed as it hit down in the pile of small clear gems beneath it. “You said everyone could win these. Wow guess I do really suck huh? Haha.”

“We'll try again. Like I said, all these machines run differently. I’ll show you the trick for these ones.” He said confidently. “Now then. Put in another coin.”

“Here.” He spoke again as the machine lit up. Placing my hands where they had been before. Kai did the same. Placing his hands over mine. I could feel his chest slightly on my back. His breath fanned past my ear. To be honest I was focusing way more on him than the game. My heart was still racing. It wasn't from the thrill of crane games. His sweet voice drew back my attention to the game. “See there. It looks like it’ll grab right on perfectly. But no. You should aim for the head a little further to the left. For some reason these machines always like the left back corner.”

“R-right.”

“Try this spot.” I hit the button after his guidance and.. There it went!

“Yes! I got it!!” I went to face Kai with my small jump of glee. But I ended up bumping him in the chin with my head due to our height difference. Then proceeding to lose my balance as I stepped on his foot a little. He caught me by the waist, my hands on his chest as we stood there for a moment. “S-sorry are you ok?”

“Y-yeah.. Just ahem. Yeah! it just hurt a little, it wasn't that hard.” He replied letting me go. I stepped back a moment and realized his hair was all in his eyes.

“Here let me help with your hair..”

“Mm.” Kai nodded and bent down a little so I could reach. His hair was so soft. Like some sort of puppy. The color even reminded me of such. Actually. He reminded me an awful lot of a puppy. “Y know..If I had’a known you’d get this excited I would have taken you here sooner.”

“There finished.” I started giving Kai a proud smile. My hand on my hips. “Yeah it's so fun when you actually win something…. OH! My prize!”

“Haha! You were so excited to get it and you nearly forgot! let me see!”

“Ah! It's actually pretty cute! It reminds me of Soobin.” I held it up to show him while I heard a click. “HEY! Did you take a photo?!”

“Maybe… ANYWAY! Let’s go play more games!” Kai yelped as he ran off. That little… We followed each other around for a little while on the first floor. Getting the feel for things. I had managed to get two more things on my own. First try I might add. A strawberry soda and a small change purse. While Kai had gotten only one thing. A small keychain of the infamous anime character known as Gojo. At this point I had twenty six coins left.

“So? How was that? Easy enough?” Kai questioned. I swear there were those small floaty pink flowers around his head.

“Yeah. It was easier when I learned from a pro. Could we… Try the next floor?”

“There are a lot cooler things up there! Though dont forget that means the games are harder.” He warned me. I nodded with passion in my stride, making my way toward the stairs. Kai tailing at my heels. Like he had said. There were a lot bigger crane games! The ones I was used to seeing. These ones had cool bigger plushies or even anime and k pop merch! But there were also some new styles of games. Which I wasn't quite ready to dive into yet. Not this time anyway. The first machine I had noticed.

“Tiny Tan huh?” I questioned. Looking into the eyes of one of the member plushies trapped inside the machine. “Y know. It feels really weird seeing the plushies like that considering I've seen BTS in real life at Hybe a few times.”

“Yeah that’s true. But they're so cute! I meant the plushies..” We both chuckled a little at the thought. Continuing walking past the sad Tiny Tany, We each set our eyes on a few machines as we went through them with one another. Holding hands between playing games. I had managed to win five rounds and lost three. I now had ten coins left, since the games on the second floor had cost two coins each to play. Kai had won a lot more on this floor than the last. He was now carrying the bag from our winnings. His consisting of mostly plushies as I had assumed. I honestly couldn't keep track of all the things we had. “So. Any other machines you wanna do on this level?”

“Mmmm. not really.” I admitted circling around the room one last time. “Though I do have to admit I'm curious what the next floor looks like..”

“Oh! Ok! Let's take a look. Though I'm afraid I don't have much experience on that floor. I've only won a few times.” Kai sighed as once again he followed me up the last set of stairs. These games did have a lot more of the new games I wasn't used to. Some of them were the size of three normal ones. Until one game in particular caught my eye.

“CINNAMONROLL!” I yelped as I recognized the cute face instantly. It was the biggest plush I had seen all day. Which meant this was going to be hard. Nonetheless I ran up to the Sanrio machine while Kai followed.

“Penguin! Ah! Cute!” This is a cute machine!” Kai yelped along with me. Each of us is eyeing a different plushie. Like two little kids in a candy store.

“We NEED to play this one!” I stated, with a glow in my eye. Kai nodded in a similar state. I bent down to play a round and these machines were four coins a round. Which meant I had two tries at this one. Nonetheless I insert the first four. Placing my hands accordingly. “So. What now?”

“Ah right! You need to squish the plushie between the two bars, down the shoot.” Kai instructed, his hands balled into cheering fists. Watching the other side of the machine to catch every angle. “Fighting!”

“Ok. Here, let's try!” After fiddling with the two armed claw, I smashed the button. It managed to squish the lower half of the plush so its body was hanging toward the shoot. “AGH SO CLOSE!”

“Go again! You got it!!” Kai yelped, cheering me on. I did as he said and smashed down on the little guy's head again. It hardly moved.

“Aw.. Man..” I sighed in defeat. He came over to me and examined the situation in the machine. “It’s ok! I did really well overall. Maybe not as good as you but, good for a first. Let’s get the penguin!”

I heard the sound of the machine starting up before I even finished speaking. My gaze to occupied by Cinnamonroll to realize. Turning back to face Kai as he was playing. Cheering him on like he did for me.

“OH!” We gasped, gawking at each other. He went over to the shoot and pull out his prize.

“YAY!- wait. That’s not a penguin…?”

“Y-yeah.. I know.. For..you..” Kai handed me over the Cinnamonroll plush. An excessive amount of blush filled his cheeks. He kept fluttering his eyes and not meeting my gaze. Playing with a strand of his fluffy chocolate hair. I squealed, bouncing a little. I grabbed his sweater collar and brought him closer to me. Kissing him on the cheek. His eyes shot wide open as he finally faced me.

“Thank you..” I said, now I wasn't meeting his gaze. I might have been a little excited and got caught up in the moment. Kai chuckled bubbly, leaning back over to me.

“Sorry, what was that I didn't hear you~”

“You.. heard me..”

“Ok ok I did. Haha~ I’m glad you like it! Though.. I have enough for one more try on that penguin.”

“OK! Do it, Do it! I’ll hold the stuff.” Kai handed me the bag of our winnings and his last single coin. Inserting the four coins the game started up. He sighed and fought with the claw for a moment. Pressing the button down after a second of hesitation. Unfortunately the only thing the claw did was flip the penguin over slightly. “Aww.. I’m sorry I took your other try.”

“Nahh, It's not your fault. For all I know it could have taken another ten tries until I got it! Besides. That plushie suits you.” He smiled, Though I could tell he was a little disappointed. I hugged the plush he had won for me and kind of felt guilty. He had spent all this money and time on me today and the one thing he wanted he didn't get. Kai patted my back a little, my hands still full. “Let's head home! We can grab some more food for dinner. I’ll go to the front desk and see if they have a bigger bag for that big guy you have there. Hm~”

“It’s dinner time already? No wonder I was hungry.” I chuckled as we went down the levels. Heading back to the front desk waiting for the lady. Until I remembered something. I had left my changed purse on the second floor! “Wait! I forgot something on the second floor! I set the change purse down on a machine!”

“Oh! You want me to help?!” He asked with worry in his voice.

“No no! It's ok, it's the new one I won today. It’d be nice if I could find it though. I’ll be right back.” I stated before leaving the stuff with Kai and running up the stairs. To my luck it was exactly where I had left it. Upon grabbing it I opened it just to be sure there wasn't anything odd. Since it had been left lying around. To my surprise there were two more tokens inside. “So I HAVE ENOUGH FOR ANOTHER ROUND!”

After I realized I had a huge grin on my face and a dream. I was gonna win that penguin for Kai. Determined I strutted up to the familiar machine and shoved the coins in. With a huff I toyed with the claw. Pressing the button and I watched it drop down on the little guy. I stood in shock for a moment.

“I… I GOT IT!” I shouted, yanking the plushie from the shoot and running off. Everyone else in the building probably didn't think too highly of me at this point. But oh well. I was over the moon excited to show him! I came back down the stairs out of breath, the penguin hiding behind my back. Kai had his phone to his ear as I met him. Myself panting like a dog.

“Did you find it? I was just about to call you.”

“YES.”

“Woah, ok. Uhm.. what's behind your back?” He asked, looking a little nervous to ask. He tried to peek behind me. I brought out the penguin in front of me so he could see.

“THIS! I got it!”

“WOW! It’s so cute!” Kai replied bubbly, picking the penguin up and patting his head.

“For you! Since you got me one!”

“For me?! Thank you!” Kai hugged the penguin tightly. Honestly making me wish I was that penguin.. “I’ll need another bag please.”

The lady handed us another bag with a small giggle. Shoving our winnings into the bags we left the place. Going back the way we came through the market. The smells this time were even better! Fresh meals being prepared for orders. The sweet chatter between Kai and I. Though this time I was the one doing the chatting. We grabbed a pack of fresh strawberries and a pack of assorted desserts. Upon getting back home the sun was slowly on its way down. We plopped ourselves in my living room with our bags.

“Ok! Let's see what we got!” I clapped my hands as we pulled out what we each won and showed them off. The main parts being the two bigger plushies we won for each other at the end. When Kai was showing off the one I had won him, I may have snapped a photo of revenge. And of course for the fact that he was adorable.

“Gah.. I’m hungry.” Kai sighed, flopping on the floor. The penguin in his arms. I snickered a little to myself. He really loves it. Yet he was willing to get mine instead.

“Here! I won a few lamyeon packs that we can eat. We have the stuff from the market too. I’ll cook. You can just relax.” I said gathering the food from our pile of winnings. Kai just nodded with a small thanks. Making my way to the kitchen, tying my hair out of my face. I began to get to work, noticing Kai had made his way to the couch. While the noodles were cooking I washed the strawberries and put them in a dish in the fridge. Opening the fresh amazing smelling desserts, placing them neatly on a plate. Lastly I stuck the strawberry soda I had won in the fridge. With that I finished the lamyeon. The sun Casting a golden hue in my apartment. I went over to let Kai know but there he was lying down fast asleep. Holding onto the penguin still. I sat down with him pushing some of the stray hairs out of his face. Just admiring him. Recalling everything that happened today.

“Mng..?” Kai groaned as his gaze met mine. His cheeks pinked a little at the realization.

“The food’s done- woah!-” He grabbed me in his arms as the penguin hit the floor. The smell of his slight cologne filled my scenes. I could feel his warmth all over my body. His arm wrapped around my waist. His chest pressing into my back, his breath on my neck. My heart started racing from just his touch, I could feel my cheeks getting hot. I squirmed around a little to try to hide my face but that only made him wake up more.

(Spice)

“What are you doing? Stop squirming~ You're mine.” Kai whined a little. But the statement made me freeze. He had never said something like that to me. “Mm.. did you have fun today?”

“Y-yeah. Thank you.”

“Hm~ I'm glad. No need to thank me.”

We sat still for a bit. But I was getting restless. Being this close to him. Feeling him like this, his breath on my neck. Even my body was getting hot from how flustered I was. Honestly I was surprised how relaxed Kai was. Compared to when I held his hand earlier and he freaked out so much he stuttered. To now. Where he was the one pulling me closer. Snuggling into my neck. Feeling his hands on my waist holding me still. I had to get out of here! I started moving a little until I nearly fell off the couch. Kai’s strong hold pulled me back up from nearly falling. The grip on my waist nearly made me cry out. I covered my mouth for a moment.

“Seriously you need to stop moving so much- mng-ah~!” Kai cried out. I guess he was feeling this too huh.. By feeling I meant.

“Kai..?”

“Y-yes…”

“Are you..?”

“Yes. I’m sorry..” He admitted. So what I was feeling against me right now.. Was his bulge.. “If you keeping moving- ah~”

Against my nervousness I kept moving. But this time with intention. I heard his soft cry right by my ear, which made a little sound of my own. At this point we were still not facing each other. But I could easily tell he was flustered and… enjoying my actions. Kai slid his hand down to rest at my hips. He leaned in by my ear and moaned my name. As soon as he said my name my breath hitched. He must have figured out how much I like his voice. Using it to his advantage. He smirked a little and kissed my ear softly. Leaning back down to the back of my neck. Leaving another soft kiss. Making me jump a little.

“Is this all.. Ok?..” Kai asked through a few breaths. I stopped my movement and nodded. “Hm~ you're so cute.”

Once he had gotten an answer he started toying with my neck again. Licking and sucking small hickies. Using his hands on my hips guiding me slowly against him. Similarly to how he was guiding me in the crane games. The stimulation was too much and I started letting little moans leave my mouth too. He feels so good.

“You got it, love.”

[A/N:] I kind of wrote this for Kai's birthday. I couldn't come up with a 'birthday' story but I had this one waiting to be written. Anyway! Here's a few pieces I drew for his birthday! My art user: C00n_m00n on tik tok, insta, facebook and youtube! Thank you for reading! (Sorry for it being a long time for writing T.T' I've been so heavily focused on my art.)

[ckkookie]

HMM?

TOPIC - when your mafia husband gets jealous

Part 4

Jungkook breathed roughly pacifying himself. I gulped once again knowing exactly how hard i'm pushing his buttons. He's not at all a patient person. But what do I do? I get nervous around him. I cant help it. His whole aura makes me shudder. I was thinking when suddenly he grabbed my arm tightly and started pulling me harshly somewhere I widen my eyes."j-jungkook so-sorry N-No you don't look like a clown. I swear. Listen to me plea- ah " I groan and wince in pain as he harshly let go of me making my back collide with the cold wall. I rub my arm as it was burning badly. I was on the verge of crying now. "Really brave huh" He spoke gritting his teeth I hesitantly looked up with teary eyes. He still glared at me while taking calculative steps towards me. I gulped and looked sideways , He trapped me within his veiny arms and the cold wall as I was still processing everything "This is the secluded corridor, Nobody comes here" He whispered while coming dangerously close. I widen my eyes and gulped while trying to back away to maintain a distance but he whispered "I see. My wife have all the guts to tease other man but can't even bear her own husband's closeness." I hesitantly looked up at him and gulped as his lips were literally hovering mine. "Why y/n ?" I frowned "Don't you like me? My presence! Don't you like my presence CLOSE to you....huh? " He whispered he whispered feeling helpless. "jungkook....it-it's not l-like t-tha--" "Then what is it Mrs.Jeon! You were continuously blabbering with jimin without any stuttering then what happened now. What makes you so nervous only around me y/n! " He whispered while his hot breath tickled my skin. I opened my mouth to say something but no voice was coming out. He tilted his head witnessing my state. He waited for my answer but nothing was coming out. He suddenly sighed and bent his head resting it on my shoulder. "speak y/n...please" He almost pleaded while nuzzling in the crook of my neck like a tired child while putting his body weight on me. He slid his one arm down from the wall and engulfed my waist pulling me more close to him,My whole body tensed " Words y/n! " He spoke in the crook of my neck while snuggling more deep. I bite my lips while pursing them tightly "So you wont speak, will you? "He said while lifting his head up and looking straight at me." Fine "He said and backed away from me fixing his tuxedo I frowned. "Don't speak. Go to jimin. He's your ultimate mate now. I see. Fine. Just go to him. I guess you already gave me your answer by your silence. This marriage was anyhow arranged and I see that you don't like me so I guess its better to split up. "I widen my eyes. "You've your JIMIN anyways. I'll also find someone else. And why someone else Emma is a great choice She's confident, she doesn't stutter and she likes me too. Yeah great then " I widen my eyes at his words. As it take me a minute to comprehend his meaning. He said and turned around and started walking leaving me all alone in the dark corridor but, " I love you jungkook!! " I utter unconsciously running to him and back hugged him quickly. He halted his steps. His hands were in his pocket,I passed my arms through them and hugged his torso tightly. JK's pov- I smirked while pursed my lips tightly to suppress my laughs "But you said you don't like me y/--" "I never said that stupid. I-I never said anything. I was silent because I didn't know what to say how to say and your over smart brain assumed everything wrong. I love you jungkook. I really do. I-I just never said that but I do." She whined first and mumbled the last part . I bite my lips pursing them showing off my slight dimples. This is the first time she has initiated any move towards me. She was hugging me from back. Her head on my back. What else do I need? Oh yeah that shorty out of my life. Yeah this is what I need "why are you not saying anything? Are you really going to divorce me jungkook? " She spoke fearfully while raising her head from my back. Shit-

[unknownjpegs]

run

“Mom, I need you to pick me up.”

“No.”

“Mom,” Lark breathes out the word that’s lost meaning over the years. He shoves his forehead against the while brick wall, tucks himself around the phone so the officer isn’t looking at him anymore. One arm braces itself around his ribs, his broken fingers splinted. Lark closes his eyes, tries to put his desperation into his voice when he knows that slither of weakness will only make the man behind him much happier if she doesn’t come. If he’s left alone. “Please. I need you to come get me.”

“How many times? How many times, Daisuke?”

“I’ve been fucking good—I have been good—”

“You need money? I don’t have money.” Lark swallows, tucks his tongue over a capped canine and grinds his head against the wall harder. The cool brick doesn’t bring him down to earth the way he wants it to. Sweat slides down his back, pools under his arms, makes his skin feel itchy. Constricted. Scared.

“Tick tock, Tanaka.” The officer’s voice is close, over his shoulder and Lark’s instinct is to snap his elbow back. Break a nose, protect his face from whatever would happen next—only the officer hasn’t moved. He just feels close, because the window is closing. The window between sleeping the next in lock up and being ‘home’.

“Okaasan,” he mumbles, slipping to Japanese to appeal. To conceal, as well. Even though, sometimes, white men with badges just got angry if you spoke another language around them—he knew that all too well. “I cannot stay here tonight. I need you. Please. I need to come home.” Don’t you want me home? Don’t you want to see me? Lark keeps his eyes closed, his broken fingers a throbbing pulse up his arm. A headache starts at the back of his neck where he’d been held tightly, shoved into the police car.

There’s a moment of silence that he worries will turn to a dial tone. He braces for that possibility; braces to be thrown into the drunk tank, into a group cell, where he wont sleep. Where he’ll squeeze his broken fingers to keep himself awake. Because he wont be a target. He wont let himself be. His eyes shut harder. The officers boots are loud as he steps forward.

“I will be there in fifteen minutes.”

Then it’s dial tone.

—

“What is this?” his mother’s hand slaps up close to his temple, making him flinch. Lark catches her wrist before her assault can get worse, but she pushes at him none the less. “What is this?” She continues snapping anyway. She’s shorter than him by seven inches, and rail thin, with her curtained black hair pinned back severely into a bun. But the force she puts behind her shoving is dangerously close to being unhinged. She’d never tempered herself around him before; even when he was a teenager. Lark remembers the sharp smack of a wooden spoon on his knuckles all too well.

“It’s just hair dye, mom,” he mumbles, stumbling a bit as she tries to reach up and snag a handful of the stark blond Danika had only just bleached in for him. She wasn’t in jail, ironically. She was a pretty thin white girl who cried when they’d been pulled over. She was probably also going to ignore his phone calls for a few weeks before eventually picking up to apologize. She didn’t know his probation was violated by marijuana in the car.

“You look like a criminal.”

“All due respect, ma’am,” the officer tosses the clear baggie of his miscellaneous items onto the counter. “He is.” Lark already knows his wallet will be cleared out of cash, that the expensive headphones he’d had on him wont be in that bag. He snatches it anyway, breathing hard out his nose, trying to regulate that cool dump of adrenaline fury through his blood stream.

“Thank you, officer. Thank you. I’m sorry for him.” His mother supplicants herself, raising clasped together hands, glaring sideways at Lark.

“He broke my fucking hand,” Lark seethes, raising the taped together fingers.

“You take care, Tanaka. Won’t be so gentle next time.” The officer smiles his big, white teeth. He’s blue eyed and blond and ugly, with darkly tanned skin from years lack of sunscreen. He could be any of them; all of them. He’s just every man Lark has ever had to deal with, on this side of the law. And he smiles like he knows there will be a next time; that he might break something other than just fingers. That he’ll get away with it. Lark lifts those two taped together fingers, thumb cocked. Bang.

Next time, you fucking racist prick. Next time.

—

In the car, his mother starts up again. Rambles—half a sentence in English, slips into harsh cracks of Japanese that she seems to wield especially to hurt him. Lark sits in the passenger side with his arms crossed, temple against the window. Rain splatters the glass, makes the asphalt pretty and blurry in techinolor grease smears. The lights in the precinct parking lot are little dots of yellow—the rhythmic sound of the windshield wipers almost drown his mother out.

Almost.

“And no dinner. You get home, straight to bed.”

“Is dad home?”

That shuts her up. An audible click of her jaw shut, teeth clipping together. She flexes her hands on the steering wheel and Lark stares at them. She has wrinkled, coarse hands, from working house keeping for years at a local hotel. She doesn’t anymore, works nights at the ICU for intake, but those hands have stayed leather rough anyway. She can’t peel away the working class from her—I wouldn’t want you to, he thinks. I like you mom. I like you how you are. Wish you’d like me too. Wish you’d love me.

Lark shoves his head back to the window, away from her. Watches the wet landscape of the city instead. He has no right to be angry at her; she’d come, after all. He’d needed her before that. Long before it got to this point, in this car, on this road, driving to the home he’d been kicked out of at sixteen. But she’d come tonight, anyway.

“He asleep.” She snaps the words out. “Doesn’t want to see you, Daisuke.”

“I’ll leave in the morning,” Lark promises, his thumb crushing his broken fingers harder so the pain keeps him awake.

—

The parking garage for their apartment complex has almost every single light out. Lark’s hand has almost gone numb at this point, shooting needles up and down his arm. His mother had spent a moment to tut over it, turn it over a few times and inspect the tape. On a scale of injuries, fingers weren’t the worse. Healed moderately well with time. Lark wouldn’t be picking locks for a while, though. So maybe the broken fingers were a good omen for his mothers.

“Akari is home?” Lark stares at her car in the other designated parking spot, the back end plastered with bumper stickers and decals. Everything in pastels, phrases dripping sarcasm and cringe. His mother doesn’t answer—which makes Lark snort. Of course she wouldn’t. Akari is meant to be in college, across the country, to the school they’re paying far too fucking much for. If she’s here, that means something went wrong.

And his parent wouldn’t admit Akari could do wrong.

The elevator is out, so they take the stairs. Lark’s mother flits up them, experienced and easy as he stomps behind her. She darts looks over her shoulders as if to say, you used to be faster. He can feel that judgment on his shoulders, making him slower, sinking him lower and lower. I still run, he’d tell her if she asked. I still run, everyday. If she asked, if she cared, if she bothered, if she wondered. Lark tucks his chin to his chest and doesn’t meet her eyes as he climbs.

Inside the apartment, his mother snaps, “No shoes.” As if going to prison had somehow made him forget growing up Japanese. He shuffles off his sneakers without comment, places them next to a strappy pair of sandals he has no doubt belongs to his sister. Lark listens to the sound of his mother padding, across the apartments hardwood flooring. She spares him no more comments and he doesn’t expect her too.

Maybe, in the morning, she’d ask him to stay. Maybe, she’d sit him down and make him breakfast, an egg with rice. She’d touch his hair and not hate it, might mourn the softness before the bleach; but she’d be soft about it. Maybe she’d check his hand and actually worry about it, or maybe she’d ask him what happened, instead of assuming the worse. Maybe, in the morning, his father would want to speak to him too.

But the morning doesn’t come.

—

Before finding his room, Lark stops at his grandfathers makeshift shrine. It sits directly before the junction to their bedrooms; meant to be nicer, to be bigger, to be a place to sit and reflect, and yet it isn’t. It’s shoved here, since the move into a smaller space when he’d passed away. Lark is meant to bow, to put his hands together, to light an incense, to leave some offering. Contemplate. Maybe, like he’d done as a teenager, he’d stand there, eating as if he was having dinner with Ojiisan again.

His father had told him they’d all reincarnate as fucking bugs because of Lark. Because sins follow families; not just individuals. Lark’s hands stay in the pockets of his jacket as he stares at the photo of his grandfather, his placid smiling face that doesn’t really look like the smile he’d had when he was alive. He’d smiled with one eye too big, the other squinted. He’d pull a chocolate bar from his pocket and give it to Lark and pat his cheek with love and tell him, so you always smile when you see me, because I always have chocolate.

Lark turns and continues through the apartment, before he makes another stop. The music in Akari’s room is loud, considering the hour. She listens to awful electronic music, high pitched notes, jarring tempos, things you have to dig into the bowels of the internet to find. Things you have to have grown up deeply entrenched in the internet to even like. It pounds out from underneath the door frame. Lark pushes it open regardless.

His sister lays on the bed, back to the door. One of her arms is slung over her ribs, thin hand dangling. She’s wearing that thin gold bracelet she’d gotten when she graduated high school. Lark crosses to her computer and slaps the space bar on her keyboard to pause the music. It cuts off and yet she still doesn’t move. She’s so still, Lark is almost scared she isn’t breathing.

“Akari,” he says, standing beside her bed. She’d cut her hair to her shoulders. It’s pin straight and falls across her face, obscuring her. Lark notices waves of it, underneath the top layer, have been dyed a deep amber orange. His unbroken hand curls a little. “Akari.” He snaps it that time and she twitches some. Makes a soft sound. He finds it hard to believe she slept through all of that. “I’m home.”

She says nothing. Lark stomps to the window thats thrown open. Rain splashes in, making the rug under the sill damp. Wind whistles through, brushing across his face and making him shudder. He slaps it close with a quick snap of his arm. The remaining chill makes hair along his skin stand on end, even through the oversized track jacket he has on.

“I’m here until morning, then I’m leaving. My bike got impounded.”

Akari doesn’t respond. He doesn’t expert her too—they’d not parted on good terms prior to her leaving for college. They’d not talked, really, after that either. Spare text messages here and there, sparse communication that feels awkward and stilted every time. He checks her instagram occasionally; or had, until it went private and then he’d stopped trying altogether.

“El?”

He stops at the door, his fucked up hand on the frame. The pain’s gone hot and cold and white and blinding, numb and almost too much at the same time. It crawls up his arm, through his elbow. He needs to ice it, or do anything with it, but…When he looks over his shoulder, she’s still laying there, but her hand has disappeared. Her ribs still don’t move, making her look corpse like and small. She’s curled up further, almost fetal. The blanket has slipped off her, onto the floor.

“Yeah?”

“My stomach hurts.”

“Do,” he pauses, splinted fingers staring back at him from the door frame as he turns away from Akari. “Do you want me to get you something?” She shifts, only slightly, the barest turn of her head—he can almost see her face, but strands of black hair cover her.

“Can you get me a glass of milk?”

Instead of replying, he slips out from her room and goes to the kitchen to get it for her.

—

The slam is what wakes Lark up—he’d fallen asleep with his headphones on, music loud enough to drown out his thoughts until he slipped under. He’d slept half perched on the bed, wedged up into the corner where it met the wall. His hurt hand lays against his stomach, but he uses his uninjured one to pull off the noise canceling headphones. The vibrations of something hitting the ground—hard—were the only reason he was blinking to consciousness.

His mouth is dry, tongue fat and awkward as he scrubs a hand back through his coarsely dyed hair. Blink in the darkness of his childhood room, this tiny area full of things he doesn’t connect to anymore. Lark makes an accidental groan as he slips off the bed and stands. He sways for a moment, almost half still in whatever dream he’d been having. Yawns and scrubs his eye and then pulls the headphones entirely off.

They land on the bed behind him softly. His phone reads 2:00 am, which meant he’d only been asleep for a little over an hour. It feels like longer, a distant swimming sensation making him hazy and confused as he stoops for his jeans to pull on. He has to jump a little to get them up and even then, doesn’t bother buttoning. He just needs water. He pads to the door, hand lifted.

There’s another sound in the apartment. A thud and a slide and then—almost a yell. A whimper? A soft little cry?

“Akari?” he wonders aloud, his voice rough with sleepiness. He clears his throat and puts his door to the handle.

“Daisuke,” his mother’s voice slips up from underneath the door. “Daisuke—nigeru—Daisuke—”

Lark pulls the door open, meaning to tell his mother that she doesn’t have track and field to worry about anymore. No need for him to run. You don’t have to drive me to practice anymore, that was years ago, I fucked that up, remember? No need to run. Only when door swings, it hits her outstretched, blood soaked hand. It moves her slightly, her wide open throat spitting blood at him. It lands across the beige carpet of his room in little lines. Lark stands there, at the mouth of his room looking at her.

His mother lifts her hand again, convulsing and shaking with the effort—her mouth yawns open, bloody as well. Her eyes are saucer wide, huge and terrified. There’s a terrible slash from her temple, peeling away a part of her skin to reveal the white bone of her skull.

“Mama?”

“Daisuke—” her voice cuts off cruelly into a scream as her body is yanked back. Lark watches her, rag doll limp slam into the wall and then snap around the corner, out of sight. It happened so fast, he could not see what pulled her.

So he stands there, one hand still on the door, his broken fingered hand outstretched. Like he could have caught her. Lark’s eyes dart around, unhinged as they try and look anywhere but the smear of dark red on the hardwood floor of the hallway. His breathing catches fast and hard, little hitches as his heart pounds a mean, terrifying rhythm inside his ribcage.

Lark stumbles out of his room, the world strangely tilted. He collides with the wall, his foot slipping on his mothers blood as he stares. Everything, for a moment, tunnels in such a comical way. The entire hallway lengthens to miles and miles away—everything goes black around the edges. Lark feels bile pushing up his throat, but he doesn’t pay it any mind as he takes a step forward.

This is a dream. This is a dream—a fucked up dream. He’s dreaming. He’d not woken up to anything, he’s still asleep, on his bed. He’s having an anxiety dream—a guilt dream, because he’d made his mother come pick him up from the county jail, because he’d broken probation because his girlfriend had weed in her glove box. He’s dreaming, his fingers don’t even hurt. Nothing feels like anything, not even the blood underneath his feet as he takes slow and unsteady steps forward.

Lark’s hand slides across the wall, his breathing coming harder and faster and harder and faster. After three steps he inhales, after two steps he exhales—like he’s running, like he’s sprinting. His outstretched hand is for the finish line. For the scholarship, for the full ride to college. His outstretched hand is trying to find his mother. It closes around the edge of the wall as he steps around.

A sharp pain in his foot makes him stop and hiss and dance on one as he lifts it. He pulls a long shard of glass out from the ball of his foot, blood welling up, fresh and new compared to the blood he’d been stepping in. His grandfathers photo lays on the ground, glass of the frame shattered.

“What’s going on?” he says out loud, not just in his head. When he looks to the left, into the kitchen, his father lays on his back, his rib cage open. Shards of it poke through viscera, string together pieces of his insides. His head is tilted away so Lark does not have to see the expression he made, dying. But someone does look at him from the kitchen. In the dark, he can only see two shining eyes; like an animals in the night. Only they are haunted and sunk deep into the face of his sister.

She has no expression—not anger or ecstasy or love or fear—or anything. She couches on one knee, her face and front washed in the blood of their father. It drinks wetly from her chin and all she does is stare straight at him, with those unblinking eyes and utterly expressionless face.

“Akari?” he whispers.

She launches herself forward and Lark cannot completely scream because his throat is ripped open a second later.

—

Five years later, Lark’s using his weight to make sharp turns on a motorcycle. So sharp he leans his hand out, drags claw tips across the asphalt and throws sparks. He doesn’t need a helmet—so goes without one. Prefers the feel of the wind slicing across his cheekbones. The cold that doesn’t seem to touch his corpse any longer. Lark’s teeth bare, almost automatic like. Instinct that he’s tried to suppress. Instinct for this—to kill.

The human behind him yells loudly, one long arm slung around his middle. Lark shifts his weight and they turn again, just a blur of noise and headlights through the night. The engine of the motorcycle purrs, the throttle making it sharper as they cut below an underpass. The city does not stir around them, because they’ve herded this one into an area where humans lack.

The vampire is fast—they all are, to varying degrees. But this one’s half wounded already—and hunted. No longer the hunter. Benny’s slapping his side roughly and the closer they get, the more the vampire glances behind. Afraid to die. Lark merely tightens his thighs, hunches to keep control the bike as he gets closer. The arm around his stomach turns to a fist holding onto his shirt for leverage. He can feel the human leaning to get a good angle.

And then Benny’s crowbar slams into the vampire’s skull with a sickeningly wet sound. The toothed edge hooks into it and the impact nearly upends the bike. Lark wrangles the kinetic energy underneath them, until they’re sliding to a stop.

He doesn’t need to breathe anymore, but Lark fills his lungs with the scent of burning rubber anyway. Benny snatches off the helmet, tossing it to the side as he approaches the vampire. The crowbar sticks out from the back of it’s head, twitching body attempting to snag it. Must have fed recently, to have the strength. Head wounds don’t kill vampires; but brains are brains. Injure them and even a vampire has a hard time until the wound heals itself back together.

Lark watches as Benny uses the crowbar to flip the vampire onto it’s back.

For a brief moment, he looks for a semblance of familiarity. He looks for his facial features; for his eyes and his chin and his cheekbones. He looks for a familial resemblance, because one day it wont be just a vampire. It’ll be her. Only this one isn’t. A blond human with big dull, red eyes and a front covered in both human and vampire blood alike. It’d been feeding off the unhoused, tents ripped to shreds, body parts mutilated with its hunger.

“Sick fuck,” Benny says and gives Lark a sideways glance. “Want this one?” Lark looks down at the vampire, it’s clawed hands still reaching for the crowbar dug deep into the back of it’s skull.

Can you get me a glass of milk?

“Nah,” Lark turns, doesn’t watch Benny pull his sidearm. He walks away to check the bike for damage, hunching his shoulders when he feels the rain start.

[loveinglymii2]

a ramble about queen of tears

if you come across this there is no proper grammar or punctuation. sorry about that, not really though.

I just genuinely dont understand why haein is so upset that hyunwoo would want a divorce like the way that they were barely even communicating, they werent happy, and her family treated him terribly and speaking of her family they wouldnt have lost their fortune if they had actually valued hyunwoo like if they had treated him like a family member and not some random man that haein married they wouldve been at least a little more cautious of eunseong bc hyunwoo had been warning them and telling them to make sure they do things correctly and they just keep ignoring him and being suspicious of the wrong person hyunwoo has been apart of that family for three years and at the first sign of something wrong they immediately turn their backs on him without even a second thought hes been working so hard at that company and they still didnt take him seriously and the grandpa pisses me off even more bc you believed some two bit bitty over your daughter AND son-in-law and she's been telling you something isnt right with that woman like he lowkey deserved to be scammed like this hell all of them with the exception of beomja deserved to be scammed like this the way they treated him was terrible especially that icky ass mother-in-law she definitely getting what she deserves bc not only is she terrible to hyunwoo shes also terrible to her own daughter like to blame your child for the death of your other child is down right diabolical shes a nasty woman she deserves this downfall and i dont even feel bad for soocheol losing his family hes an idiot that lacks critical thinking and he shouldve stopped his mom from treating his sister badly like he saw the way that woman was treating his sister and he was like at least its not me hello that is your sister and she didnt do anything but survive she cant take back what happened to their older brother and she wasnt in control of that situation either like she was just as likely to drown as her brother was only he managed to save her and die in her place

and going back to haein being upset with hyunwoo wanting to divorce her i just think it's also interesting bc while yes she loved him she did things behind his back so while we the audience knows that she broke down crying after the miscarriage of the baby and we know that she defended him when her family treated him bad (its been three years so we dont know if she was doing that the whole time or just recently started doing that) hyunwoo didnt know that so hyunwoo thought he was all alone to fend for himself to heal himself from the lost of their child and thats what gets me like yea you can say well he shouldve comforted her but how was he supposed to know she was breaking down crying when all hes seeing is her on a business phone call acting like she didnt just go through something traumatizing and how was he supposed to know that she was defending him when she'd let her family talk to him that way to his face and she would just stare ahead like they werent berating him he isnt a mind reader he cant and wont know her intentions if she doesnt display what shes intending to do and no im not blaming haein i get it people shut down and hyunwoo shouldve been more effective in communicating his feelings to her he shouldve sat her down and told her how certain things were making him feel but how can he do that if she also yells at him he was stepping on eggshells to not only appease her but also to appease his family-in-law idk it makes perfect sense to me why he'd want to divorce her

but with that said ik they love each other and honestly if by the end of this series and haein is still alive i really do hope that the two go into marriage counseling bc they cant communicate to save a life their whole marriage wouldve been fine if they had just sat down and talked to each other heck they mightve even been parents already if they had did that but instead they let it build between them and fester until resentment came and it's just crazy to me and again im not blaming haein im just looking at this from hyunwoo's perspective bc if it were me i'd feel the exact way nobody is a mind reader dont expect people to just know how you feel about them or a situation yes people have their different ways of showing love and affection and what not but every once in a while you have to show them how you feel and how certain things are affecting you and yea this goes for hyunwoo (even though again i think he was scared of her reaction to him telling her how he felt about things so..idk) but anyways so excited for this weeks episodes and im so happy that they both still want to be together so once they start actually communicating with each other (hopefully sometime soon) they'll think about getting back together they may even have a baby and i think that haeins family are going to start appreciating everything hyunwoo does for the family after this and actually treats him like a family member and not treat him like a random man off the streets of seoul lol and theyll care about the hyunwoo's family as well

[rbthestoryoftherubynecklace]

Moonstone

Tw: Step siblings relationship,toxic relationship,angst,break up,shows emo side of a character, cheating

Moon had a hard time during her childhood. Her mother, Aria resented moon and neglected her. Moon had resented her mother, she wasn't stupid she knew her mother didn't want her. Aria still loved moon though. (mostly moons mother ivory)

Moon was alone through her earlier years, she earned two friends from the orphanage nextdoor /Shadow and Leo. During they're breaktime they would talk from the windows and they became very close friends.

Aria was aware of this and thought of a bright idea of letting shadow and Leo live at their house so Moon wont be as alone,she didn't adopt them legally though. Moon was so happy with this news.

~

She grew up with her bestfriends, they treated each other as siblings and called themselves sis/bro. Moon was a vocalist in a big/ HUGE HUGE band but she retired early. She was a damn millionaire at the age of 19. Shadow was a hot guitarist in the band and shadow and moon were most adored by fans.

Everything was good with her, as she grew up in her earlier stage. She developed some feelings for her older brother, sweet home alabama right? But she Leo and shadow knew that they weren't real siblings...so it ain't a problem... right..?

_

Each sibling has a talent,

With shadow growing up learning about ninja dark magic because of one scholarship that one of Arias boyfriends gave to Shadow.

Moon possession of the powers of the ruby necklace, but she doesn't know that yet. Also, moon still keeps on the necklace even though she doesn't know anything about it. It's a pretty necklace and it suits her, SHE NEVER TAKES IT OFF.

Leo is like, better at everything. Smarter than everyone,faster than everyone..hotter than everyone? Etc..

_

Shadow,moon,Leo had moved in together in a luxury apartment that shadow and moon could totally afford.

Even when shadow and moon were like the hot couple of the decade it was toxic. Shadow played with Moon's feelings most of the time before getting a relationship with moon and moon was just head over heels in love..

To much love.

~

One night, Leo went out drunk and robbed a bank. Shadow and moon went out to help the police find him cuz he's not going far drunk.

While searching around the city, Shadow and moon were separated and shadow and another police officer, Casey. They talked about stuff while searching for Leo and exchanged numbers,They quickly became the bestest of friends and shadow would flirt with her time to time.

They found Leo in a arcade using the bag of coins to pay for arcade coins.

As shadow and Casey were saying they're goodbyes moon jumped on shadows back like a fangirl, "Ofcourse, I was a fool to think he didn't have a girlfriend he's to.... Everything for me! I was a food to think he'd every like me.." Cassey thought.

~~~~~~~~~~

Days, weeks, months to 2 years passed.

Moons and shadows relationship is a mess.

Moon was obsessively in love

Shadow was the same, but not to moon..

To cassey..

Shadow went out of the house, moon told him to take a walk because he was getting way to pale, like a ghost.

moon finds shadows phone ringing from a someone... "Cassey❤" she didn't answer the call, but she went through the messages.

What the FUCK!?!?

She scrolls through the messages

You know, I wish you were my girlfriend instead

Shadow, you have a girlfriend! Oh common, sometimes she could be a brat and a creep. She's probably madly in love with me

Still, she's still your girlfriend!

Whatever.

Her eyes dwell up in anger.

Good night cassey babe <33

Goodnight shadoww❤❤

He barely says goodnight to me..

Happy valentines day cassey! I sent you flowers<3 I think I hid it behind the door, sorry I can't greet you in person my girlfriend would murder you haha.. You really gotta tell her.. I appreciate all this but I would date you if you were single. Don't worry cass, I'll break up with her if she doesn't get useful anymore.. Like... You know... Doing all of the things! Hahaha! okay..

THAT BASTARD!!

She reads the earliest chat.

I think I'm gonna break up with her today.

shadow, please let her down gently...you don't know how she'll react.. Especially of all your lovey dovey stuff on me the past 2 years.. Dont worry bunny...we'll be together soon

CHEATER!!LIAR!!

moon shakes and crys angrily on the floor. She was madly in love with this dude, she did everything in the relationship. Shadow never really commit to the relationship, never called moon a nickname, never greeted her on her birthday, valentines or any holiday!

Shadow comes back with a smile.

"Moon, I've got something to tell you.."

"What...?

They sat down on the couch

"I've been meaning to tell you...we should break up- "

"Yeah so you could go to your side chick who you were hiding for 2 FUCKING YEARS, WHILE I LOVED YOU IN EVERY WAY POSSIBLE"

"How did you-"

"YOU FUCKING PLAYED ME!! 2 YEARS IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH ME WHILE YOU LOVED SOMEONE ELSE, YOU DID EVERYTHING THAT YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO DO WITH ME TO HER!"

Moon teared up

"I DID EVERY FUCKING CHORE I DID EVERYTHING FOR YOU! YOU USED ME LIKE A FUCKING TOY, I DID EVERYTHING TO PLEASE YOU, I LOVED YOU WHILE YOU DIDN'T PLEASE ME."

"i-if y-you love her more than me.. I'LL JUST HAVE TO FUCKING ELIMINATE THE COMPETITION"

Moon raged, probably over reacted...but unfortunately, she did overreact, suddenly the ruby necklace was shaking, like it's about to burst. The gem cracked, just a small crack.

Moon and shadow was stunned to see the purple light of energy coming out of the necklace, but in a flash. The energy ball got bigger and surrounded moon.

Something changed when she was seen again, her hair became purple with lighter violet highlights, a energy scrapped halo... A brand new fit! And.. A scythe..

The ruby necklace turned into another form.

something also came out... Or a someone..? a girl who looks like a demon.. Red hair red skin tone and stereotypical devil wings and horns

She was arguing with moonstone, she turned around to see shadow.

??? : shadow you should go and find your chick and protect her...

M: NO!! I'M GONNA KILL HER... HAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!

Moonstone~

"Hahahaha..... HAHAHHAHA!!! I'm finally out! NOTHING CAN STOP ME NOW...."

"OHHH~ is that moons love interest? HAHAHAHAHHA! Pathetic!! But whatevs!I'm gonna fucking kill your pathetic girlfriend~"

"moonrock don't do this!"

"Dont be so sensitive charlotte! I'M JUST DOING MY JOB~"

"I am to! Your crossing the line!!"

~

Moonstone chases after shadow with a big grin, shadow runs as fast as he could to cassey and protect her.

"now now~ don't be so protective~ this is what you get for being a CHEATER! HAHAHAHAHHA-"

moonstone raises her hand to the sky where a ball of energy forms and was about to kill them with it.

*wooosh*

Moonstone fell to the ground when an energy blade was stabbed into her.

Shadow and cassey screams on the sight of moonstone and the demon girl.

Don't worry, energy Blades are basically a power sleeping pill.

She helps shadow and cassey and let them go, she picks up moonstone which is slowly fading into moon and takes her to moons home

~~~~~~~~

[tomhardyspinkyfinger]

Freddie Gets Caught

Masterlist

Summary: Freddie promises to be loyal, but lying always tops loyalty in Freddie's world.

Warnings: PURE SMUT. literal filth. Cursing and super kinky sex all around you've been warned.

A/N: yeah i really just had this idea and needed to write it. freddie needs to be put in his place and so here is this one shot. no one look at me im so ashamed. its hot tho i wont lie lmao. also hardly edited I wrote this so quick it was like flowing out

Word count: 1885

some people I think would like this: @hecatemoon87 @solomons-finest-rum @darklydeliciousdesires @potter-solomons (also known as some of my fave pages)

I had been seeing this guy Freddie for a few weeks now.

Well, fucking. I've been fucking this guy Freddie for a few weeks.

And god did he fuck.

He all but begged me for a shag when I first met him at the bar I worked at. I declined time and time again, but he kept showing up every night. I had to give props to him for his resilience but I didn't have sex with just anyone.

So I set guidelines.

1. I don't do one night stands, we don't have to date, but there will be a mutually pleasurable relationship.

2. During this brief relationship, the only people we fuck is each other.

Two very simple guidelines, if we fuck, we fuck exclusively.

"Freddie, do you understand?" I had asked him, pulling away from his firm kiss.

"Yeah yeah yeah, c'mon take this off." Freddie rushed out, pushing the straps of my dress down and pushing me against the wall of the dark alley.

That exchange was simple enough, he agreed to my terms and I gave him what we both wanted, a proper fuck.

Freddie was a possessive man in all aspects of our relationship, if by any rare chance we were out in public together his hand remained on my ass practically the entire time, and I can't say I didn't love it.

What I didn't love, was how aggressively possessive he could be. I couldn't look at another bloke without him blowing up on me, so we usually stayed at my flat to fuck to avoid his anger flare ups. But that time alone seemed to flare Freddie's emotions towards me.

He'd call, begging to come to my flat and fuck me senseless. I just couldn't find the space in my heart to deny him. And thus, our romantic relationship began.

It wasn't healthy in any aspect, he would do a line, shout at me, I'd hit him, he'd fuck me twice as hard.

Not healthy at all. But god was it fucking sexy.

It would always end pleasantly though, a hug a kiss and a back massage usually. He'd plea with me to forgive him and I always did.

Forgiving Freddie was usually pretty easy, until I caught him, which brings us to where I am now, staring at Freddie kissing a beautiful blonde woman outside of a hair salon she had just exited. Before I could second guess myself I walked up to the happy couple with a smile on my face.

"Excuse me, do you happen to have the time?" I questioned her. If I could've taken a photo of Freddie's face in that moment I would've. He paled instantly, his eyes widening while the pretty blonde smiled back at me.

"Of course love, its half past two." She spoke looking down at her watch. I spotted the beautiful diamond ring and I could feel more anger growing if possible.

"Thank you, your ring is absolutely gorgeous by the way." I said, still not looking at Freddie and smiling at the woman. She placed her hand on Freddie's chest and let out a chuckle.

"My Freddie knows how to spoil me!" She said, rubbing his chest, flashing her ring. I tied up the conversation and walked down the street, heading towards my flat. I heard Freddie telling the woman to go on home without him because he had work to attend to. At this I picked up the pace, arriving to my flat that wasn't very far away. I heard his steps running behind me, most likely delayed so he could make sure his wife was gone. I unlocked my door quickly, swinging it open and rushing in, attempting to slam it behind me.

Freddie slammed into the door just in time and shoved it open, clearly out of breath.

"Sweetheart, listen-"

"Get the fuck out, Freddie." I growled, moving to my bedroom and tossing my purse on my dresser. He grabbed me and turned me around, distress clear on his face.

"What can I do to make you forgive me? I'll do anything." He said, desperation clear in his voice.

Anything?

"Get on your knees." I spoke, crossing my arms. He released me, confusion clear on his face.

"What?"

"You heard me, do it or get out." I said. I watched as he slowly lowered himself to his knees, looking up at me.

"Beg for my forgiveness Freddie." Freddie let out a huff and paused for a moment, really debating if he was going to do this.

"Please forgive me my love, I should have told you about Jackie. I was going to break it off with her, honest."

Yeah, sure.

I pondered for a moment.

"Take your clothes off and lay on the bed." I commanded. He let out another breath and stood, beginning to do what I asked. When he completed the task. I climbed on top of him, straddling his boxer-covered cock that was pushing into my panty covered core, given I was just wearing a summer dress.

I began to kiss up his chest to his neck, nibbling the spot I knew he loved. His eyes closed and he let out a shaky moan. I quietly reached into the nightstand to the right of me and pulled out the cuffs he had used on me in numerous situations. I pushed his hands above his head with my non-occupied hand and cuffed them quickly.

His eyes snapped open and met mine. I smirked.

"What is this? Trying to take charge are we?" Freddie asked, a sly smirk gracing his features.

"You don't get to be smug now Freddie. Just you wait." I said, pushing myself down his body so I was now leaning over his growing member. I pulled his boxers down and placed him in my mouth suddenly.

"Oh fuck, that's right sweetheart, right there." Freddie moaned out. I continued pleasuring him exactly how I liked. Until a knock sounded out on my front door. Freddie halted his movements and held his breath momentarily. I slid off the bed and stood, smiling at his frustrated expression.

"Excuse the interruption darling, I told my friend Kelly she could borrow my camera for her holiday this weekend. I'll only be a moment." I began to walk towards the bedroom door when Freddie called out.

"Do not fucking leave me here, do you fucking hear me?" He all but yelled, anger growing.

"Oh sweet Freddie, if only you were in any position to be making demands. If I'm honest I've heard quite enough from you today." Freddie watched as I reached up under my dress, pulling my soaked panties down and off. I walked up to his tied up frame and pushed the balled up panties into his mouth.

"That's much better, isn't it?" He glared at me but his cock twitched.

"Oh Freddie, you like this don't you darling?" I teased, touching his tip with my finger. He exhaled loudly from his nose and I smiled wider. I left the room, shutting the door.

I welcomed Kelly in, handing her the camera and starting a small chat.

Well, a small chat that turned into a thirty minute conversation about her upcoming holiday. I was practically squirming at the idea of Freddie tied up on my bed, anxiously awaiting my return. The conversation shifted towards me with Kelly asking,

"How's that bloke you've been seeing? Freddie?" I smiled a wicked smile.

"He's married." Kelly gasped.

"What the hell are you smiling about? Let me have a go at this bloke!" She yelled, anger clear on her face.

"Oh no don't worry, he's in the room right there cuffed to the bed with my panties in his mouth, he'll have learned his lesson by the end of the day." I spoke, knowing Freddie could hear. Kelly's jaw dropped and she laughed.

"You dirty girl! I would say you're yanking my chain, but I know you better than that. I'll be out of your hair then, but that doesn't mean you get to spare me any details!" Kelly said, heading towards the door.

"Of course not, have a great holiday!" With short and sweet goodbyes, I reentered the bedroom, where Freddie laid with his face almost as red as the tip of his cock.

"Miss me?" The glare Freddie gave sent a chill down my spine, but as of now I was in charge, and the repercussions wouldn't be a problem yet. I noticed my panties stayed in his mouth, which widen my smirk. He very easily could have spit them out if he wanted to.

I stripped off the remaining clothes I had on slowly, letting him take in my body before mounting him again. I reached into my nightstand again, retrieving a condom and rolling it on his still rock hard cock. His breathing was heavy again, and watched as I slowly eased myself down on him.

I rocked my hips back and forth and let out a moan. I placed both hands on his chest and rocked faster, smiling at how hard his knuckles were clenched in the cuffs. I rode him until we were both close, but came to a stop suddenly. Freddie let out a loud groan. I pulled my panties out of his mouth.

"Beg me to let you come, Freddie." I said, holding still with him inside of me.

"When I'm out of these cuffs, you're going to fucking get it babe." Freddie growled out, trying to move his hips. I gently smacked his face, halting his movements.

"That's not what I wanted to hear baby boy." He closed his eyes and groaned, knowing he needed to give me what I want.

"Please, please, let me come." Freddie all but whined out.

Music to my ears.

I began rocking my hips back and forth quickly, both of our moans filling the room.

"Let go Freddie." I commanded, feeling my impending orgasm. We both came together, loud moans falling from both of our mouths. I collapsed on his chest, exhausted from the event.

I reached up and uncuffed him before rolling off of him and onto my side of the bed. He put an arm around me and grabbed a cig from the nightstand, lighting up and taking a puff. He placed it in-between my lips and let me inhale before speaking.

"I deserve much worse than what you did love, I'm sorry for lying." I exhaled the smoke from my lungs.

"It doesn't matter Freddie, I would've kept fucking you regardless." I said.

What? Don't judge, I already said our relationship was unhealthy.

"Let's just go to bed Freddie, I'm beat." He nodded and I snuggled closer into him, falling asleep almost instantly

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I awoke late into the night, feeling the warmth of Freddie's arms around my legs, his face pushed into my pussy, licking away hungrily. I moaned, overjoyed with this late night wake up call. I went to put my hands in his hair and hold him in place, but my wrists were stopped by cold metal. Freddie kissed his way up my body and out from under the blankets, looking at me with a smirk.

"I couldn't just let you get away with all of that, love."

Fuck.

[waiting-for-motivation]

touch starved

summary: On a mission to collect more information about hydra, Zemo books the honeymoon suite for him and (Y/n). There is a small problem.

request: THERES ONLY ONE BED reader x Zemo ~ anon

pairing: Helmut Zemo x Reader

warnings: no spice because fluff is my comfort zone, ONE BED!?

words: 850

a/n: can someone please tell me to stop overthinking everything and above all being insecure about whatever the hell I do? pleeeaseee

MASTERLIST REQUEST RULES

“Baron and Baroness Zemo. Welcome! Here is your key card for the honeymoon suite. Your luggage awaits you upstairs“, the hotelier greets the couple with a friendly smile and hands Zemo the key card. (Y/n) tenses at the mention of her fake name but Zemo only presses her tighter against his side.

“Have a nice time!“, the hotelier winks at (Y/n) and watches the couple walk towards the private elevator. Before the doors close he sees the Baron pressing a loving kiss to the Baroness‘ temple.

The second the doors close and the two of them are finally alone, (Y/n) pushes Zemo against the wall with a hand around his neck. Without a word she glares angrily at him and Zemo immediately understands.

“Only playing my part as your husband, darling“, Zemo states and looks down at (Y/n). There is a cocky smile on his lips when the woman takes a step back and sighs annoyed.

“Did you really have to book the honeymoon suite?“, (Y/n) asks as she crosses her arms before her chest and stares at the red numbers, hoping for this elevator run to end.

“Yes“, Zemo answers without a real explanation. He is a Baron. He is rich. Of course he booked the honeymoon suite.

Finally the doors open and Zemo takes (Y/n)s hand to drag her inside their apartment for the next week. That is if they can convince the hydra supporter that they are actually married and he tells them everything they need to know.

The two enter the honeymoon suite and while Zemo is used to such an environment, (Y/n)s eyes widen in overstimulation. Everything is so pretty and expensive.

The first room is a living room with the softest couch (Y/n) ever laid eyes on as well as a huge television. (Y/n) walks through the other rooms and stops in the bedroom. Her heart stops beating for a second. There is only one bed.

“Why is there only one bed?“, (Y/n) asks breathless and turns around the moment Zemo enters the bedroom. He has two glasses of champagne in his hands.

“It‘s the honeymoon suite, darling“, Zemo returns and gives (Y/n) one of the glasses. He raises his own glass but (Y/n) already drinks her champagne in one go.

“Then you will be the one to sleep on the couch“, (Y/n) says and leaves the room without even waiting for Zemos comment. She knows arguing with him will lead to nothing. He will only call her darling again and make her feel uncomfortable as well as comfortable at the same time.

After (Y/n) rediscovered her luggage, she takes some fresh clothes and enters the bathroom to shower. She does her best to ignore Zemo watching her every move.

Because of the long flight and hot shower (Y/n) is quite tired when she exits the bathroom again. She can‘t find Zemo in the living room. Maybe he is doing something useful for their mission. But actually he is sitting in the huge bed reading a book.

“What the hell?“, (Y/n) exclaims shocked as she lays eyes on the shirtless Zemo sitting on the bed. He lowers his book and smiles innocently at the woman.

“This bed is big enough for the two of us“, Zemo states and pats the free space beside him, even pulling back the blanket for (Y/n) to get comfortable. She is too tired to argue with the arrogant man so (Y/n) sits down with a sigh. But she also places a few pillows between herself and Zemo.

“If you touch me, I will throw you out of the window“, (Y/n) warns her companion and switches off the lights. Zemo is forced to place his book aside and lays down next to (Y/n).

The first seconds are quite awkward. No one dares to move but eventually the two of them fall asleep.

Because of their tossing and turning Zemo and (Y/n) destroy the pillow wall. And when (Y/n) turns to place her head on one of these pillows, she actually lays her head on Zemos chest. In his sleeping and dreaming state Zemo wraps an arm around the woman.

In the morning (Y/n) is the first one to wake up. She hides her face in the pillow under her until a very familiar and expensive scent fills her nostrils. At first (Y/n) believes it‘s the bedroom but then she feels the warmth and moving of Zemo breathing under her body.

Quickly (Y/n) sits up and brings as much distance as possible between her and the Baron. Heat reaches her cheeks and she stares at Zemo with wide eyes. Her breathing is unsteady, almost erratic.

“I would have never thought you were touch starved“, Zemo says with a rough voice and opens his eyes. He smiles amused at (Y/n) who frowns at him.

“I‘m not ... touch starved“, (Y/n) growls and grabs the next people she can reach and throws it straight at Zemos pretty grinning face. With a laugh he sits up and turns to leave the bed.

“Would you like your breakfast in bed?“

“Breakfast in the ... bed?“

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[happys-crazy-queen22]

Some Like It Rough

Gif credit @bodybebangin

18+ fic. SMUT SMUT AND MORE SMUT.

Taglist @ackles-nhl. @cbouvier23.

Hope everyone enjoys it.

Happy reading dollies

"I needed you. Where were you tonight"? Kayce sat on the edge of the bed holding his ribs.

"I was out with Beth". You leaned over and grabbed the medical bag.

"For six hours"!? Kayce hissed when you pressed on his side.

"We talked, she drank...a lot. Then we played some pool at the bar". You tell him wrapping his ribs up.

"Meet any guys"? Kayce nibbled on his lip, looking up at you.

"Not this again. I didn't talk to anyone except Beth and the bartender".

"Was he a guy"!? Kayce grunted as he tried to lay down on the bed. You huffed and put the medical bag back in the bathroom.

"Yes, he was. We hooked up in the bathroom while Beth table danced. He also has a wife and a kid on the way". You lied about two things but Kayce didnt care even if you joked. He was jealous.

"I think you should go stay with your parents. We need some time". Kayce sighed, getting comfortable in the bed.

"Why? So you can go fuck every girl you see? Thats what you want? Go for it". You aggressively grabbed your duffel bag and started stuffing your clothes inside. "You wanna know something, the whole time we talked we talked about you and I. Like I couldn't shut up about you. Beth was there ask her. Because I know she wont lie for me". You scoffed and grabbed your keys.

"Y/N, I'm sorry".

"I'm tired of your sorrys. You start a fight and then apologize. We never solve anything. I'm sick of it. That's all we do, since you got back. You need to grow up and figure out what you want whether it has me in it or not. Figure out your shit". You slammed the door behind you. Kayce had a lot to think about. First he hated being alone when he was hurt. He needed comfort. So he went to his big sister.

"So what was this fight about this time"? Beth lit up a cigarette.

"What happened at the bar"? Kayce relaxed in his rocking chair with a groan holding his side.

"We talked and I got a drink. What's all this about? I thought you two were good"?

"We were but I guess my jealousy took over. She came home looking good. Guys must have talked to her. Drooling over her and shit".

"The only guy we talked to was the bartender. He was nice. But married".

"So you didn't table dance"? Kayce chuckled when he figured out he was an asshole.

"Hell no. I'm not that drunk". Beth laughed.

"I think you owe her more than just a shit I'm sorry. You need to fuck her brains out". Beth looked at Kayce seriously.

"I'm not talking about this with you". Kayce gasped getting up from the rocking chair.

"I'm a girl. I know what we want. We want a hard rough fuck and a man that knows what the hell he wants. Not some chicken shit. So grow up and tell that girl you love her. And fuck her brains out". Beth sat back in her chair proudly. She knew her shit.

"Well, it'll have to be a slow fuck cause I'm banged up". Kayce laughed with a hiss.

"Just give her that dick good and she'll know you love her".

"Oh my god. I'm leaving. My sister just said good dick in the same sentence. Have a good night. Thanks". Kayce struggled as he tried leaning over to kiss Beth's head.

"That was the pg version. I could've gone graphic. You know me". She laughed as Kayce shook his head and limped down to his car.

Kayce knew what he wanted. He wanted you. He needed you. Kayce called your cell and nothing. He called your parents, nothing. He was starting to get worried. But he knew you wouldn't go stay with friends cause they would tell so he searched at the hotels around. Only two near the house. One was a nice place and the other was a hole in the wall.

"Is there a Y/N Dutton registered here"? Kayce asked the night clerk at the front desk of the nice place.

The lady typed on the computer. "Sorry no ones named that here".

"Can you try Y/N Y/L/N"? Kayce knew if you didnt use the Dutton last name then you would use your last name.

"She's here. Room 204. But am I allowed to give you her number? You a serial killer or something"? She was hesitant on giving Kayce the key.

This made Kayce chuckle. "No ma'am, I'm her boyfriend. We're in a long distance relationship right now but she's thinking about moving here". Kayce made up something so she would give him the key.

"Alright but if I find her in the morning dead, I saw your face and I will identify you. I'm not scared of you". The clerk pulled out a shotgun.

"Yes, ma'am. That's not going to happen though. You may hear some screaming and moaning but that's not from what you're thinking of". Kayce blushed a little but was honest, he didnt want her busting in and pointing that shotgun at him.

"You do you, boo. Go get your girl". She smiled and patted his hand as she passed him the key. Kayce snickered and started up the what felt like a hundred stairs. He groaned and grunted as he walked up holding his side. In his mind he was just hoping he was able to make you moan and not pass out at your feet.

Kayce knocked on the door. "Who is it"? Kayce heard your voice and smirked.

"Room service". Kayce disguised his voice.

The door opened and his eyes went wide, you cracked the door open in a towel. You had just got out of the shower.

"Kayce, what are you doing here"?

"Um, I, god you're beautiful". Kayce stepped in, licking his lips. He grabbed you by the waist and captured your lips with his. He closed the door behind him with his boot and your towel fell to the floor.

"Kayce"? You gasped when Kayce lifted you up, your legs immediately went around his waist. His calloused hands dug into your back as he kissed you.

Kayces knees hit the bed and he slowly laid you down. He released your lips and stood back.

You closed your legs and covered your chest.  "Don't hide from me". Kayces husky voice made you tremble. Your inner thighs became wet. The heat from your center was radiating off of you.

Kayce smirked as he brought his shirt over his head and threw it across the room. He kicked off his boots and unbuckled his pants, letting them fall to the floor. When he first came he was hurting but as soon as he saw you. What pain?

He was already so hard. He could have hammered a nail with his hard on.

"Open your legs, baby. Let daddy see". Only a few times has Kayce went daddy and every time the night was amazing so you hardly ever done it so it could be special.

You let out a squeak, your legs falling open. Kayce smirked to himself when he saw how wet you were already. He took his middle  finger and touched your clit. You thought you could have came right there. You bit your lip to quiet your moans.

Kayce chuckled, his slipped his fingers through your slit with ease, massaging your with his palm. "You like when daddy does this, dont you"? Kayce evil chuckled. You nodded.

Kayce bent down and got on his knees, he grabbed you by the hips and pulled you to the edge of the bed. He started kissing your inner thighs. His beard tickled, but you loved it.

"Mmm". You started to buck your hips but Kayce held you down with his strong hands.

"Someone's eager". Kayce was inches away from your clit, you felt his hot break on your pussy lips. You felt yourself get wetter.

Kayce took the tip of his tongue and flicked your clit. Making you whimper to be touched.

He flattened out his tongue and pressed hard against your clit and started wiggling his tongue.

"Fuck". You gasped, your hand went to his hair.

He sucked on your clit, his middle and index finger teasing your entrance then slowly pushing in. It was driving you crazy for him not to be rough on you.

"Daddy". You moaned his name and he went faster. It encouraged him to go rougher. His fingers went in deep and rough. His middle finger pushing against your g-spot. "Oh fuck". One hand tangled in his hair and the other one holding on to the sheets.

"I'm gonna cum". Kayce sucked you clit as he looked up at you, his fingers never losing their pace. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming". You screamed over and over as you felt your first orgasm take over your body. It trembled and shaked as he kept fingering. He let go of your clit with a pop. Your hand reached down and stopped his. You couldnt take it.

"Such a good girl for daddy". Kayce grinned smacking his lips as he climbed up your body. He helped you scoot up the bed. His eyes never leaving yours. You let out a giggle, a blush upon your face.

"I just wanted to say...". You cut Kayce off by a kiss to the lips.

"Shut up and fuck me". You pulled Kayce on top of you. Wrapping your legs around him, a knot tied with your legs so he couldnt go anywhere.

"Yes, ma'am". Kayce gladly did as he was told.  He lined himself up and pushed in. God, he stretched you in all the right places.

"Fuck, baby". Kayce mumbled into your skin of your chest. He started kissing along your collarbone, kissing your neck.

Kayce picked up his pace and his  thrusts were deep and long. His hands resting on your back.

"I love you. I'm sorry for being jealous". Kayce spoke between kisses and thrusts.

"I forgive you". You kissed his chest and nibbled at his ear lobe. "I love you so much. Fuck". You threw your head back into the bed when Kayce thrusted in the right angle. God, did he know your body or what.

"You gonna cum again"? Kayce chuckled as he felt you start to squeeze his cock. You let out a whimper and a nod.

"Cum for daddy". Those words sent you straight to the stars. Your orgasm exploded around Kayce. His cock still thrusting as your orgasm still fired away. He was close. So close. Your walls were milking him.

"Fuck". Kayce grunted, his head fell to your chest as he came. His hot seed covered your walls. You wrapped your arms around him and held him as both your orgasms exhausted both of you. You laid there until he went soft and he pulled out of you. Getting under the covers, Kayce pulled you into his arms with a kiss to your sweaty forehead.

"I'm truly sorry that I always let my jealousy get in the way of our relationship. I'm going to work on that. Because I know you would never cheat on me". Kayce said as he cuddled you in more.

"I would never cheat on you, ever. Especially after that. Holy fuck that was amazing. You definitely out did yourself there Mr. Dutton". You giggled, moving a piece of hair from his face.

Kayce chuckled. "You'll have my sister to thank for that. She told me what you wanted".

"So you did talk to Beth and found out that I'm a good girl". You teased.

"I know that's a lie. But I know that you want me and I want you. I was just being bullheaded. I'm sorry".

"I forgive you. Now". You cleared your throat. "How bad are your ribs hurting"?

"Not to bad. Why"? Kayce eyed you.

"I want a ride again, cowboy". You pushed him on his back and climbed aboard the Kayce train. You were never getting off no matter how jealous Kayce was or how angry you were about it. You both loved each other and that wasn't going to change.

[squeak-the-cat18]

Since im bored and have nothing else to do : more song quotes!!

(Tw because most of these are sad/depressing)

(Also none belong to me credit goes to the respective artist)

I'm drowning in your memory but it is all that I have left

Don't tell me if I'm dying, cause I don't want to know.

Do you care about all the little things, or anything at all?

I wanna sunburn just to know I'm that I'm alive

If I can't see the sun maybe I should go.

Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming of angels on the moon.

Did you know that every day is the first of the rest of your life

This is to one last day in the shadows and to know a brothers love

Tell me all your thoughts about the stars that fill polluted skys

How did you love?

It was almost love, when I heard that sound and the walls came down I was thinking about you.

Its not what you believe, those prayers will make you bleed

Time will take us all and turn us into stone

Her hands tell the story of hardships that we'll never know

How did you love?

How we forget ourselves from the cradle to the grave

We are the judge and jury

I drove for miles just to find you and myself

Its not your fault im a bitch, I'm a monster

Sure as the sunrise shes seen things you'll never see

I can't let her go.

Please don't go most nights i hardly sleep when I'm alone

I think of you whenever I'm alone

Would anyone care? would anyone cry if I finally stepped of the ledge tonight?

Would anything change? Would you all be just fine? cause I need a reason to not throw the fight

It just might save my life.

Home, a place where i can go and take this off my shoulders.

I wont to lie so hard to hide I've never felt worthy of love, I would give up everything I had just to feel good enough.

Someone take me home.

Tell me why the world never fights fair

Shes still here fighting, better know there's life in her yet

Tell me how all my dreams turned to nightmares, how did I loose it  when I was right there

Just to get to a place where even though there's no closer,  I'm still safe

I found no cure for the loneliness, I found no cure for the sickness.

I'm 11 minutes away so why arent you here?

Would anyone notice if tonight I disappeared? Would anyone chase me, and say the words i need to hear that im no burden, not so worthless

I would sell my soul for a bit more time

You swear to god but I'm a nonbeliever

So tell me when it kicks in

This is how it ends, I can feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream

Would anyone want me if they knew what was inside my head?

No no don't leave me lonely now, if you love me how'd you never learn

All the voices in my mind calling out across the line

Your losing faith while I've been holding on.

It leaves us with regrets and picks apart the threads of over fragile bones.

Tell me pretty lies, look me in the face tell me that you love me even if its fake

We were blessed by the breath deep inside of us

Give me the strength to look the devil in the face and make it home safe

Playing dead I'll never do, gotta keep an eye on you

Promises broken again

Would anyone see me for the person I really am?

Take a hit shoot me down I will never hit the ground

Put an X on my chest, but I'm still standing cause I wont forget all the hell you put me through, I'll save myself in spite of you

This time I wont let go

When you go down all your darkest roads, I would have followed all the way to the graveyard

I keep digging myself down deeper, I wont stop til I get where you are

Trying to find the root of all that's come between us

White flag, never going up no no

Don't you know I'm aint afraid to shed a little blood

Id rather die than give up the fight

You look at me with eyes so dark I don't know how you even see

I'm good, I'm good, I'm great.

Ain't that my blue in her eyes?

Where everyone you know never leaves too soon

Too many years of battle scares and now we're broken

But while your on your knees how did you love?

Don't take her from me

Don't wanna see her grow to be just like you

But it only feeds my energy

I'm chasing dragons, this dragon's got my hand

Sweet love, my oldest friend, have we come to the bitter end

This time don't you save me, baby I can feel myself giving up

But I dont see so easily what you hold in your hands.

Pray for my soul

Those eyes tell nothing of a soul that is spent, a soul that's longing for death

[watercolorfreckles]

An idea:

Hero and Villain going to the same therapist but don’t know about the other. The therapist knows both of their secret identities obviously and has to deal with them complaining about each other separately

Bonus scene:

Villain finds out that therapist knows Hero’s secret identity and tries to trick the therapist into revealing Hero (can be flirting, snooping in the office, etc)

Btw, I think you’re doing fantastic with your writing! I honestly can’t believe you haven’t written in so long— your recent work flowed perfectly. Thank you for sharing your talent for writing on tumblr!!! Also I just realized how long this ask is sorry I didn’t mean to overwhelm you lol

Answering my first ask (((finally)). I'm kinda nervous lol! Thank you so much for the sweet words, @glowing-alpaca (it wont let me tag you), that makes me so happy to hear. I'm not sure if this is exactly what you pictured, but this is the direction my brain wanted to go lol I haven't written anything based specifically on someone's request before so I really hope you like this!!

"Villain?"

The villain blinked and Doctor Meadows' office came back into focus. He shook his head slightly to dispel the thoughts nagging his attention.

"Sorry, what?"

"I asked whether you gave what we spoke about last week a try? We talked about finding productive ways to express your negative emotions." Her voice was soft and void of judgment. "You have a creative mind, have you tried anything that has seemed to help you so far?"

Villain's gaze followed the curve of her pen as the therapist jotted a note down on her notepad.

"How can I possibly be productive when that fool in colored spandex is always barging in, getting in my way? What am I supposed to do, mm? Throw some pottery at him?"

The therapist's hands folded in her lap. "Even if you can't control the situation in the moment, you can still find ways to better prepare yourself, then you'll be equipped to process the aftermath in a healthy way. You can't keep Hero from doing things that act as triggers for you, but you can implement some techniques to control yourself better."

Villain scoffed. "What, you want me to try soaking with a bath bomb, sing kumbaya? Nothing will change until that cockroach is out of my way."

Despite the chill to his voice, doctor Meadow's expression was warm and gentle as she regarded him. She was much more sincere than the cold and demeaning therapists he'd met with at the previous facility he'd tried; or the doctor who cowered in fear when he showed up to his first appointment.

"I am confident that with time and effort, we can find a solution that will help you, villain. But you have to put your best foot forward. You have to invest enough in yourself to sow the desired outcome." Doctor Meadows held his gaze without fear, kind eyes and soft smile settling his restless energy.

She always had a way of snuffing out the tension that corded through him and wound him tight.

They had a connection, and Meadows seemed genuine in her care for him. Sometimes he even wondered if she felt more for him than that.

Villain huffed and glanced around the room, taking in the colorful artwork on the walls, the comforting throw rugs, pillows with silly inspiring catchphrases, and soft furnishings making the space feel inviting. He found it far more disarming than the sterile white, desolate offices he'd visited before.

The therapist continued after allowing him a moment of quiet to consider her words. "I understand that we are a ways away from you being in a place where you feel comfortable giving up your...occupation. I believe that we can work our way there, but for now, we have to take steps to minimize your destructive behavior. The intent behind your actions is the key to why you are compelled to do the things that you do. If we start there, we can make changes that are healthier for you and those around you. What things best calm you and make you feel grounded?"

You, he thought, but didn't say.

"Chaos," he said instead, dazzling her with a sharp smile. He crossed his legs, leaning back on the plush lilac couch.

Doctor Meadows didn't flinch. "So when you feel like your life and personal environment are no longer in your control, it comforts you to inflict that same helplessness on other people? To help you feel less alone."

Villain stared at her. Anyone else would have run and hidden at the look on his face.

Doctor Meadows waited patiently for his response. "Do you feel that that is a correct assesment?" she prompted.

Villain straightened to lean forward in his seat. When he spoke, his voice was low. "What gives you that impression?"

"When Mr. Ma--" her eyes widened as she cut herself off, correcting herself, "--when [Hero's superhero name] isn't around, you--"

"What did you say?"

For once, the therapist's blood ran cold at her mistake. "Pardon?"

Villain braced his hands on the table between them, slowly rising to his feet. He towered over her. "Hero. You know his name. Tell me his name."

Doctor Meadows pursed her lips. "I can't do that, Villain. Doctor-patient confidentiality states--"

"--He's your patient," Villain interrupted again, his smile something too sweet, too manic, to be sincere. Like poison.

The therapist tracked his movements while still looking steady and unshaken.

"Doctor Meadows. Juliet. You want to help me, don't you?" he purred, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "If I knew who he was, I could solve all my problems. Not to hurt him, just to keep him out of my way."

His fingers trailed up her arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps on her skin. She shuddered in a soft breath, a blush creeping over her cheeks.

"I am not at liberty to share my patient's information. You should be grateful that I don't share yours."

"Sweetheart, let's not pretend I'm just any client." Villain gently took the pencil and notepad out of her hands, setting them aside. Their gazes interlocked.

"Villain--"

"Juliet," he countered, voice honeyed. His free hand landed at the small of her back and he could feel a shiver run through her.

"Villain," she said, tone giving no room to argue. "If you are not willing to respect my rules and the policies I am required to follow, I will be forced to transfer you elsewhere."

He paused at that. The silence stretched. Could he stomach losing her? His therapist, his Juliet, the only person who came close to understanding him?

How dare she threaten to abandon him?

Finally, she shifted slightly under the dangerous look he studied her with.

"Villain. Do you understand?"

Slowly, he lowered himself back into his seat. He clenched his hands at his sides.

She smiled again, and it looked like home. "Good. Take a deep breath. Let's try a few new exercises together to help you manage your emotions."

Part 2

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