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kittyamore0 · 2 years

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Genshin men with a fatui harbinger! S/O:

[Part I]

Little note I: I was reading Cloud Strife post and got the urge and idea to do a Genshin post Little note II: I will do the other element men and women, but i was busy while making this and i got a headache, so im only able to do Anemo and Geo for now

Little note III: I might do a Cloud Strife post and put Final Fantasy 7 remake on my masterlist, maybe...

Fandom: Genshin

Tumblr genre: Headcanons

Rating: SFW

POV: Second person

CW: Swearing, mentions of battles/violence, GN! reader, nice, fatui harbinger! reader and hip straddling

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ANEMO MEN

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KAZUHA

He's not quite fond of the fatui

But he doesn't really mind them either

So its 50/50 for him

See what i did there

I actually lost the 50/50 to Diluc and i wanted to cry

At first, you had introduced yourself as someone else

When you did tell him about your identity, he was a bit conflicted

Did you not trust him enough to tell him who you truly were?

He usually brushed it off, but still wondered if there was anything else you had not told him

But nevertheless, if you're uncomfortable telling him something, he'll wait.

He doesn't want to rush you to end up scaring you away

He's a very patient and kind man

Depending on what commisson the Tsarita had given you, he'll maybe come or not, wanting to protect you when he does go

And when he doesn't, he's patiently waiting for you in your Serenitea Pot

soft hugs when you've made it home safely!

And if otherwise, he'll treat your wounds, kiss them, and nurse you back to health!

When he told Beidou about you, she didn't really trust you too much

But when she did get to meet you, she realized how she could trust you!

You were nice for one of the fatui harbingers

She could see why Kazuha had fallen in love with you now

VENTI

He didn't really care about fatui members all that much

We all know that hes very carefree

When he did meet you, he thought you were quite kind and gentle for a fatui harbinger

He teased you for that

Not in a bad way, of course!

Was impressed with your rank

He'd like to tag along with you on commisson's the Tsaritsa had given you

He mostly goes to help you and ensure your safety

You try telling him that it's okay, but he refuses!

"Windblume, i may be the weakest archon, but rest assured! I am still an archon, and therefore will i take care of you."

Sometimes he'll go to earn some mora!

We all know how the poor baby is very broke

If you get hurt while on a commisson, he'll quickly come to your aid!

Soft scolds about how you should've let him come

He gets reminded of when his old friend had passed, and he tears up

I cried on his story quest bro

"Windblume, why had you not told me about this quest? You could've gotten seriously hurt had i not come sooner...I can't lose you...not you."

"Im sorry, Venti."

"Its okay, love..."

He most likely wont let you go on anymore commisons for a while, no matter whom they come from

He'll have them delayed

he just wants the best for you!

SCARAMOUCHE

You both had fallen in love while you both were fatui harbingers

You spent most of your time doing commissons and quests together

The rest of the fatui thought you guys were quite an odd couple

The exact definition of 'opposites attract'

Scaramouche, the tempered, cruel, insensitive man

[Name], the patient, kind, thoughtful person

Huh, what a weird tone that is.

Most of the fatui would go up to you and ask questions like, "How do you deal with Lord Scaramouche?"

"Must be hard having to deal with Scara. Huh, comrade?"

"I would have never really imagined you and the 6th Harbinger together."

You'd just laugh them off

Truth to be told, Scaramouche had a soft side for you

It wasn't the 'mean to everyone, but you,' thing, no.

Not at all.

He was still rude to you, but you knew he hadn't meant it

And he was just joking

Or he was in a bad mood!

He was just less rude to you, more careful with you than anyone else ever

And sometimes, his so-called 'insults' would come off as him complimenting you.

"Oh, just go already. I can't stand seeing your perfect face,"

He had muttered the last part

But alas, you still had heard it.

"You think my face is perfect?"

"...I I never said that!"

"Oh, but you did!"

"No, i didn't!"

"What's next, you're going to confess your undying love for me?"

"..."

Hes so flustered

And you know it

Endless teasing from you!~

When you had found out about his plan to betray the fatui, you wanted to be a part of it. To help your lover.

"I want in."

"What?"

"Scara, i know you plan to betray the fatui. I want to help."

"He in all honesty, wasn't complaining.

If you wanted to help, you wanted to help.

"Fine. Just don't do anything stupid."

XIAO

Im going to be completely honest,

He hated you at first

He is really not fond of the fatui

And his hatred only grew more when Childe had tried to take Rex Lapis's gnosis

Not only did he seek his archons value and try taking it by force, but he had hurt the traveler as well.

Yes, he did later find out that Zhongli had meant to give it to La Signora, a fatui harbinger

But that still made Xiao hate Childe for his absurd actions

He was certainly weary of you

He first noticed your bubbly acts

He thought it was just to make him let his guard down

But then you had helped him conquer demons

He then realized that you being overly nice, was not an act.

He had loosened around you

It wasn't like he liked you and was now being nice to you

It was more like you went from 'hate' to 'dislike'

Sorry yall

He did grow use to you being around

Because of your strong determination to show him that you really wont going to use him or do anything bad, you stuck around him

Being overly nice to him

I mean, just because your a fatui harbinger doesn't mean you can't be nice

But you being friendly doesn't mean your naive either.

He honestly finds it weird when you're not around

Since you're stuck on him like glue 24/7

Showing him things, hanging out and what not

The day he realized he yearned for you was days after you had given him your favorite flower

Let me play it out,

"Xiao, Xiao!"

He huffed and turned around to you holding beautiful flower

"What is so important?"

You softly pouted for a moment, giving his heart a slight panic attack

"Close your eyes for me, please?"

"No."

You pouted even more, but then your eyes lit up and you had a devious smile on your face

You tapped his right shoulder, making his head swiftly turn to his right

You then sneaked to his left and stuck the flower into his hair

"Wha? "

You clapped your hands.

"You look so pretty!"

A pink blush spread across his cheeks.

You pulled him to a nearby pond to have him look at himself

He was honestly too stunned to protest

"Look, look! You look so pretty with my favorite flower in your hair! Don't you think so?"

He pursed his lips and let everything process in his head

Your favorite flower, in his hair, pond, you calling him pretty, You.

"Its alright...i guess"

You knew he wasn't good at dealing with compliments, so you settled down for that.

"Xiao, look at me for a second."

He looked at you, eyes locking.

A bright, but small dot glowed within your index finger.

You raised your hand and slightly tapped on the flowers petal, as Xiao felt it sorta freeze.

"There! Now the flower won't die, and you can preserve it."

Thats so cute.

Xiao sat in a field of flowers with the traveler as he let the memory replay in his mind.

"Traveler,"

"Hm?"

"Have you felt a certain way for somebody...? as if it was just yesterday you had hated them, but now you yearn for their touch...?"

"..."

"Xiao, that's love, or sexual attraction."

Oh.

"Well, we have to meet up with Zhongli, so we have to go. Bye, bye, Xiao!"

Paimon chirped.

"Alright then..."

He let them leave while he thought about the travelers word.

Love, huh?

When you had gotten back from your quest, the first place you sought was the Wangshu Inn.

Where Xiao was residing

"Xiao? Xiao! "

An arm slipped around your waist and you were pushed back onto an warm material

Pieces of teal hair landed in front of your eyes

"Xiao...?

He hummed into your hair

Now, it was your turn to be stunned and flustered to protest.

Heizou

I feel like he had approached you first, since hes a detective, and you're a fatui harbinger

You usually dont see em' harbingers walking around so freely

He was surprised by your friendly behavior

You were very chirpy

inviting him without a care

Were you playing a trick on him?

As a detective, body language was the way to see if you were just tricking him or not

Your body language? completely pure.

There was no bad intentions behind them, but he kept cautious

Like with Xiao, you hung around him, and he hung around you

If he was being honest, he was getting use to your presence

And maybe liking it even.

Before he knew it, his eyes usually searched for you

Getting to the place you guys hang out at before you do

And you're usually first.

You could say the same thing was happening to you

Always looking for the red head, wanting to be near him.

You were head heels over him.

You, a FATUI HARBINGER, in love with a detective.

Well, its not like the fatui has to know.

He realized his feelings when you two had spar

You had won, due to being a fatui harbinger and you had a weapon.

You sat there, straddling his hips, your spare knife to his throat when he had knocked your weapon to the side

You head dipped down, breath fanning against his unusually warm, red ears

"I won," you whispered into his ear, sending shivers down his body.

You smirked and lifted up your head, only to now realize the position you were in, and what you had done.

Your smirk dropped and placed with a shocked looked

The knife in your hand cluttered on the floor.

"Hei Heizou, I Im so, so sorry. I "

He placed his lips on yours, shutting you up.

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GEO MEN

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ARATAKI ITTO

This man would be approaching you, being goofy around you.

Challenging you, telling you that you don't scare him

But your friendly behavior throws him off

"Oh, i hope to not scare you. Im sorry if i did,"

Huh?

Why were you acting nice...

I mean, don't get him wrong; he likes nice people, but he didn't expect that attitude from a fatui harbinger

He expected you to act like a snake, nice with bad intentions behind that mask, an overly confident person, a cruel person.

You were neither of those, which made him warm up to you quickly.

Yes, it was naive of him to warm up to you so quickly just because you acted friendly, but if you really had a trick up your sleeve, you wouldve pulled it early.

He would ask questions about you being a fatui harbinger though, since your friendliness didn't add up.

"Why did you become a fatui harbinger?"

"My childhood best friend, Childe, wanted to join the fatui, but i would have to lose him in the process. So I joined him."

He does get that, but he thinks being a fatui harbinger doesn't suit you all that well.

Well, except your strength, but otherwise no.

You're probably the only true nice one there!

And he was right.

Everyone was a two-faced piece of shi well, except Childe.

He became quite protective of you, because of your kindness.

Though, you didn't need it.

He clung onto you like a leech.

A leech in love with you.

Yea, you heard me.

He had fallen in love with you hard in the process of protecting you, but so did you

His caring, protective side caused a spark within you

He was always flirting with you, but when you tried to flirt with him as well to give him a hint

He didn't get it.

So you waited for him to keep flirting, maybe go over bored and then you'd make a move

Until,

"Psh, I'd be the better kisser anyways,"

You quirked an eye brow at him

"Oh, really? Then, why don't we test that theory?"

You don't even give him time to process what you had said before your lips on him

Lawrd hav merthy

ZHONGLI

Zhongli met you through your childhood best friend, Childe.

"[Name], come here! This is Zhongli."

There you were, running away from the mini shop you were checking out.

"Zhongli, the man who milks you for mora?"

Ouch.

Wow, Childe, wow.

He sends a strained smile in Childe's way while Childe's just nervously laughing

"Um, to some extent. When he ne needs it though!"

Your laugh is what keeps Zhongli from sending his rock down onto Childe.

"Ah, [Name}, you are a fatui harbinger just like Childe, no?"

"Yes, i am."

You two started to chat, and Childe left you two to be.

Zhongli had grown fond of you very quickly

Your friendly persona is something he finds himself loving

You're the type of person he can go to have a nice chat

And that's how he found his eyes wandering for you everywhere

He didn't know if it was for a good, nice chat or just an excuse to see you again

All he knew was that both were pleasant

You two both grew closer to each other every time you guys saw each other

He started to imagine you both together, and it confused him.

He was an archon. You were a fatui harbinger.

Why was he thinking about such things?

And in all honestly, you felt the same way about Zhongli

You noticed his slightly nervous acts around you

It had made you upset.

Did he feel uncomfortable towards you?

So, you asked him out to dinner.

He hesitated, but complied.

Lets play it out,

Your arms laid limp on the thin railing, while you snuck glances at the old archon

"Do i make you uncomfortable?"

His mouth parted, and he let his gaze fall upon you.

Make him uncomfortable? More-so you make him happy, and feel many positive emotions.

"No, not in the slightest. Has that been on your mind this whole time?"

You slowly nodded

Guilt had taken over his heart

"I deeply apologize if it seemed that way. It really isn't."

He placed his clothed hand over yours, as the warming gesture made it into your stomach

"Then what do you feel, about me?"

He averted his stare from yours.

"What i feel is that you somehow make me feel warm, happy and relaxed. You are the highlight of my days."

Your lips slightly twitched up into a smile

"Charmer..."

He let out a chuckle

He stood there, as you let your head rest on his shoulder.

GOROU

He did not like you at first.

No, not at all.

He didn't trust you.

Whenever his tail was wagging and he saw you, it would stop instantly.

His ears would flop down

And honestly, this made you upset

"Gorou, was there something i did wrong?"

He huffed.

"You're a fatui harbinger. You should know."

You hung around him, mostly to make things right

He would always purposely loose you everyday

Until, he saw you with the Divine Priestess of Watatsumi island, Kokomi

And for the first time ever he felt bad, and for you?

After you were done talking to her, you laid eyes on him and held a sad expression on your face

He had never realized how beautiful you were in that moment

Just a few minutes after you had left, Kokomi had called him in

"Why have you been treating [Name] in such a way, general?"

He was speechless. Your ass just snitched on him!

"They are a fatui harbinger. We cant "

"We?" Kokomi raised her eyebrows. "You, you mean. There is no 'we,' I trust them, and I expect the same amount of trust and respect I give to them coming from you when talking or even going near them, Gorou."

He nodded and cleared his throat.

"Yes, Divine preistess."

She sighed, "just dont be...how you've been around them. Ease up a bit, okay?"

He nodded once again.

The next time he saw you was when he approached you, which surprised you because he never does so.

"Is there something wrong, Gorou?"

He shook his head.

"I want to apologize for how i acted and treated you."

You hummed, but you were not ready for the next words to come out of his mouth.

"Lets be friends,"

Your eyes ad slightly widen and you looked at him with shock plastered on your face.

"If If you want to, of course "

"I'd love too."

You cut him off, as a dopey smile over took his lips

"Gre great!"

After the apology, you two hung out more

He actually enjoyed hanging out with you

And you've always enjoyed it

He started to look forward to seeing you more

A lot so that his tail began wagging whenever he saw you

His ears perked up upon hearing you

He had started getting warm around you, maybe more than warm

Even the Divine Priestess, Kokomi had noticed

You, of course, felt the same way about Gorou

You had found it cute at his reactions, especially whenever you patted his head

And one day, you were patching up his wound

He had just come from defending the Watatsumi army

He hissed, as you applied pressure to the bandaid

"Shh," you cooed

"Sorry..." He whimpered out

He laid his head on your shoulder after you were done taking care of his wound the best you could.

He stared into your [eye colored] hues, bathing himself in them.

He leaned forward, slightly startling you

He placed his forehead against yours.

And you happily reciprocated.

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youremyheaven · 4 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/youremyheaven/752187239996473344/so-wild-being-raised-by-a-girly-girl-bc-this-woman?source=share

Man I wish it was like this in my case me and my sister were forced to keep military haircut well to alteast we turned 11, then I rebelled but she didn't so she had to keep a super short Bob cut till she was 15. No it was not consensual we were forced to keep that haircut and I would cry everything at barber, we dressed like boys till 12. I guess it was there dire need of wanting a boy or maybe some astrological placement but I don't know my parents chart. I the problem child andblack sheep of family is saturnian and my sister the golden child is lunar. And this year I shaved my head and my parents cussed at me and now they don't like me with short hair. Make it make sense 😭😭

im so sorry to hear that 😔 i hope both you and your sister are in a better place 🥺🫶🏼 you're healing your inner child now 💛

idk why some parents are so contrarian for no reason 💀😪

Saturnian blacksheep and Lunar golden child, but both lowkey abused is soooo on brand

Saturnians know what they're going through and are fully aware of its injustice, Lunars kind of get lost in the mind games and brainwashing and kind of fully surrender to their circumstances (which is why so many Lunar women find themselves in abusive relationships)

I remember when I was a kid, I was besties with 2 sisters (who had 2 more younger sisters) and their dad was super trad and conservative and wouldn't let them get their hair cut short ?? bc he thought girls should have long hair?? and they're just like 9 and 11 with like hair past their butt and it's super knotted and tangled and they didn't care for it properly 🤧 and this guy also had a rule that they should never leave their hair open at home bc open hair = attracting the devil 🤡and one day the younger sister had her hair open and he dragged her to the bathroom and chopped all her hair off,, i remember how she came to school with a very weird looking pixie cut and when she told me what happened I was so scared bc wtf 😭 anyways that friend of mine had Anuradha & Vishaka placements 👀 so she had Saturnian influence too 🧐 I'll have to look more into why some parents are excessively authoritarian with their Saturnian children 🤔

My mom always wanted me to keep my bangs as a kid even tho I outgrew it by like 5th grade,, and yk what she did??? She cut my bangs when i slept😭😭and I remember feeling like something was off but couldn't figure out why for like weeeeks and then my uncle visited us and he was like "aww u got bangs again so cute" and then it was like everything clicked and I lost my mind 🥲😤 tbh i should've just listened to her bc her styling was always on point and she always made me look amazing but I guess I had to find my own identity 😪

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when-did-this-become-difficult · 1 year

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La Reina Del Sur 3 thoughts below the cut, starting with ships and going on to other random stuff

Batman x Sheila - killed dead for me by absolutely agonizing pro-life messaging and HIM TRYING TO FORCE HER TO HAVE HIS BABY AND BLOCK HER FROM GETTING AN ABORTION????

Faustino x Rocío - this wasn't too bad because they did really give them a full arc and whatnot and Rocío's actress totally demolished that death scene (complimentary) but he was weirdly cheery throughout and her death wasn't mentioned very consistently until the very end when he went in for revenge. Psychologically unrealistic, for me.

Mateo x Sofía - undeniably cute but near the end I feel like Sofía underappreciated him and probably *really* didn't get the extent to which his background in extreme poverty and addiction (possibly also racism/colorism?) was really making him feel alienated from the group. i admit she's just a teenage girl and that's fair but like somebody out here needs to appreciate him thank God for Faustino...I want a happier life for Mateo than just Not Being Jailed, if it's not going to be a happy relationship with Sofía that's fine but I need more

Sofía x Fedor - undeniably cute period but the show just kinda went eyes emoji at this ship and had people having conversations about it, but gave us no actual substance :/ I don't consider this ship as having canonically sailed

Teresa x Oleg - *chef's kiss* beautiful pining and devotion Oleg, nobody is doing it like this man, and even though Teresa has made many declarations of trust and affection to him, they've never been romantic/sexual and she's never shown romantic/sexual interest in him I feel like in another world (or fanfic) in which she genuinely is in love with him, then great! but as it is it kinda feels like she wants to be in a platonic friendship 4 lyfe and he just can't take it anymore and that's fair he deserves boundaries etc etc etc idk how sustainable this is???? They're so hot together tho and obviously action couple battle couple I *want* it. but like. it's not happening and indeed it didn't happen los escritores no me dieron ni un pinshe besito or whatever man im not crying you're crying

Teresa x Pablo - God they were so hot and like HIGH QUALITY HOT but then during the back half of the season the writers/actors/directors decided nah no more chemistry but without a proper explanation or development??? which made his eventual death hit way less hard. because by then there was no romantic or sexual chemistry so the reveal that the key to his bank account was her birthday hit way less hard and they didn't kiss *even when she knew he was dying* which I interpret as honesty on her part in deciding she wasn't into him in that way but god in terms of shipping they would've done so much better to take him outta the picture halfway rather than like severely underbake this relationship which was initially such a point of focus & so thrilling. I will say that maybe I'm biased because his thing with rescuing his dad never failed to tug on my heartstrings and they killed him like, two seconds after that, but still????? I feel like he should've gone off on a high note or at least if they decided to go platonic in the back half they should've been more explicit about that and she should've told him that they should be just friends as ruthlessly as she did to Oleg just to make it all clear/come together. either that or have her legit have feelings for him so that when she's in the car thinking back on their kiss it actually means something. you can't have both

Susana x Genoveva - they no homo'd this so hard on Genoveva's part and that was very mean. can I not have a little bit of lesbians can they not just...leave it more open ended??????? come on???????? Genoveva girl are you really gonna have this woman KISSING YOUR HANDS and then be like wait actually nope what's . what's going on here????? I demand to speak to the authorities (but Susana and Danilo giggling about her feelings for Genoveva early on? that was the real mlm wlw solidarity and I loved it)

Danilo needs a really nice boyfriend not one of these schemey guys he's been with in the past rip to Antonio who was prolly the best of them but like ???? erm. I just need a real insider type like if Susana has a brother or smth that would do the trick for me. cannot believe that Epifanio exploited him like that that was also so so mean fuuuuuck

Ernie (lol) x Kosar - LOL!!!!!! this one tickled me ngl I love that they broke up Like That, it was so mean, and I honestly felt bad for him for approximately 0.01 seconds too so they did well with it

also I know nobody is thinking about this ship but me but erm lowkey let's say after a two or three year time jump, Faustino x Paloma is kinda a possibility for me????? let that one marinate. the angst of it all and also they're both very hot and they're both like, scheming a lot. sure he refers to her as his sister-in-law nonstop but...time will do wonders?? for me???

shoutout to the hotel lady and the security guy I hope they get rich and have a nice time free of their old evil boss, I feel like they had one of the real friendship vibes and they were genuinely just trying to do the right thing/protect the hotel as was their job and the hotel lady GENUINELY was drugged which was probably traumatic...also I must say that even though Karen was evil I kinda loved her and I was pretty down for her and Fredy oops

I think it's very funny that Teresa is now being known as some type of woman saving folk hero because this is all so insanely far from reality when it comes to drug traffickers which is what she was like the ties between the drug trade and femicide???? but ok sure we'll go with that we do enjoy traffickers getting shot in the head. sure.

the plotting was pretty intricate and well done, I think! creative! much to learn from it actually if i think about it

Kate del Castillo is erm. very controversial but I must say her arms in this???? her muscles in general? that woman is so incredibly ripped and I, you must say I'm very normal about it (lying)

glad I watched it, probably won't rewatch every single episode but might go back to rewatch specific scenes

RIP Anton and Jonathan and Rocío. RIP General Garrido and Genoveva's dad. fuck Montaño and fuck Charlie all my homies hate Charlie

AND FUCK YOU EPIFANIO!!!!!!!! I KNEW A WOMAN HAD TO KILL HIM AND I WAS RIGHT. WORLD AS IT SHOULD BE AMEN. MY ONLY REGRET IS THAT HIS KILLER WASNT GENOVEVA

#la reina del sur #la reina del sur 3 #spoilers #j.2023.all

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kalloway · 2 years

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I wrote this elsewhere but I wanna 'archive' it here too :)

It's like 3am for me but I'm gonna make a lil 'things im proud of myself for, in 2022' list anyway:

- Started and finished Dark Souls, Dark Souls 2, and Bloodborne! Far cry from me trying DS1 as an impatient teenager and not getting past the second boss, huh? LMAO (I'm currently working thru Dark Souls 3)

(also Vampire Survivors consumed my life for a while, but that's another story...)

- Didn't 'finish' much art BUT I've been going through a BIG improvement spell this year with it! Doing a lot more I'm happy with and I'm finding is WAY easier to look at other people's art as inspirations instead of 'competitions' (had an envy problem lol)

- Didn't self-destroy any friendships this year! Lot of personal growth (2021 was ROUGH in that regard) and keeping my 'gremlin-brain' thoughts in (relative) check. I managed to stay in a server of people I didn't know WITHOUT bailing on it for an entire year! (and got a friend out of it) Sure, I fumbled a couple in between, but I think that just makes it more notable of an accomplishment -- Out of the attempts I did, one stuck, and that's better than none!

For 2023 I just wanna keep my personal goal(s) simple: Retain the progress I made the best I can, but don't beat myself up if I fumble a few steps along the way. Progress is progress, and it doesn't magically evaporate the second I mess up.

Also I have Sekiro, Elden Ring, and both Spider-Man games to get thru this year (and finishing DS3 of course) so I mean... That's one heck of a 'game plan' if I ever had one, hahaha

Art-wise, I just wanna keep being more comfy with myself as I improve, and drawing stuff I wanna draw! I also kinda wanna be less afraid to take older WIPs and either finish them or redo them, because I always look back and think 'MAN I should've finished this! It looked so good!' :')

Anyway, here's to 2023 and whatever it may bring!

#personal #2023 I want to keep this progress momentum going as best as I can! that means... being nicer to myself #not taking my friends for granted and finding the good in things as they happen!#anyway - Thank u all for sticking around <3 #I'll... do an art summary post sometime this month... it's just 90% unfinished stuff is all hahaha #BUT what I DID finish I really liked so I think it works out just fine #also unrelated but who else is fully expecting to still catch themselves writing/typing '2022' when dating stuff? LOL

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hello! just started reading your fics aaaaaand i absolutely love it! im still on animagus at the moment, i have a request for you if you dont mind,

reader is lost in the city, so she stops by a bookstore to seek shelter because it started raining, but another person enters the empty library as well, newt.

Rainy days

Warning - None

Pairing - Newt Scamander x Reader

Summary - Alone in London, trapped in a library, and waiting for the rain to pass... Could this trip be any more of a failure? You start to wonder what you should do when a man, just a soaked as you are, comes to seek shelter in a now not so empty library.

A/N - I want to start this off by apologizing for not writing anything in a while. If I'm honest, the second week of June (5th - 10th) was finals for me and I was planning on focusing on that for the week then putting all my attention back into my writing. Then, last week (June 13 - 17) was my summer break from college and I thought "I'm gonna write so much and have a blast" but my dad got COVID and the whole week fell apart. I planned to hang out with friends on Thursday then go to Disney with my dad for his birthday on Friday and all the while writing stories for the people who were interested. I was just bummed about everything and couldn't find any motivation. Then my twin got it and it added to the stress. I spent the last two weeks crying but my dad is better now, my twin now just has a mild cough and some soreness, and though I missed my whole week of summer break, I'm still going to try to write for you guys. I love to write and will continue to do it until I get bored. I hope you can forgive me for being gone. Now I want to thank the few people who have sent in more suggestions! It really means the world and will help me with my writing. I thought this idea was really cute. I hope you like what I've written!

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You know what your mother would be saying right now?

"I told you so!"

It's driving you insane that, for once, she was right. The only thing keeping you sane was the fact that part of the reason she was right, her not being here, means she can't be saying that to your face. This was just a rare occurrence of her being right.

Usually, when you got on trips, you are a bit more prepared. Your friends back home though, somehow convinced you to quote "loosen up!" and to "be more adventurous". You should've tried harder to not fall to peer pressure.

You've always wanted to go to London. It's been a dream of yours since you were a little kid, and nobody could really tell why. It just seemed like a really fun and interesting place to go. So, your friends got you a fairy ticket to London. You were over the moon but soon grew confused when they gave you one single ticket.

"You're not coming with me?"

A mischievous smile grew on their faces. "We thought it'd be fun to go on your own. With nothing in mind and just enjoy some alone time." You felt your blood run cold. You've never gone on a trip by yourself before, that wasn't really your thing. Traveling was something you enjoyed doing with the people you loved and cared for, so you couldn't understand why they thought this was a good idea.

You played with your fingers and looked at the group nervously, "I don't know guys... I don't think I'll have as much fun by myself..." They shook their heads. One reached over and gently grabbed your hand, stopping your fidgeting. "You always put so much pressure on yourself. You want the trip to be perfect for everyone, excluding yourself... Now you can go and do the things you want to do, and you don't have to feel guilty about it."

Standing out in the rain, in the once busy streets of London, you couldn't help but think that they were wrong. If they were here, they'd be pulling you along. Pointing at everything that we passed and telling you how they wanted to do this or that. Seeing them happy made you happy. Even in the rain, soaking from head to toe, you knew at least one of them would pull you into the street and just make you stand under the rain fully. Head facing the sky and letting the rain cascade your figures. You didn't want to do that alone, so you tried to find somewhere to hide until the rain, hopefully soon, stopped.

It didn't take long for you to find a place that would allow you inside. Well... they didn't allow you per say. When you opened the doors to the library, you noticed not a single person was inside.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" There was no reply.

You thought it best to not get any of the books wet, so you slowly walked inside. Hoping that you weren't moving too quickly and splashing water on the shelves. After looking around for a few more moments, you noticed a note on what you assumed was the front desk.

"Out for lunch. Be back soon! :)"

You let shaky sigh escape your lips and took off your coat, placing it on a rack near the door and decided that you might as well look to see if there was anything interesting to read while you were stuck here. Your hands were mostly dry at this point, so you felt safe touching the books. You went through the rows, looking and looking and finding nothing. This trip was looking to be a disappointment.

The front door swung open, allowing a gentle chime to fill the library. Was the librarian back? You made your way to the front, letting whoever it was know that they weren't alone. You took a left, out of an aisle, and saw a man. Just as soaked as you were, dry himself using a spell. Why the hell hadn't I thought of that? Before you could pull out your wand and dry yourself like he had, he spotted you. Quickly hiding his wand behind his back.

"H-hello"

His voice was soft, and you could sense the worry in it. "I'm a witch. You won't have to obliviate me." The words leaving your lips instantly made him relax. His shoulders dropping and the cutest sigh left his lips. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to track water in, I just-"

"I don't work here. I got here a few minutes before you. The librarians out on lunch."

He nodded his head slowly before staring you down. Then after a few moments of silence, he began to pull off his coat and walk towards you. "Here..." He refused to meet your eyes as you slowly took his coat and wrapped it around yourself. You'd completely forgotten about the spell to dry yourself. You were too lost in his beauty. You'd never seem a man who looked so handsome before. Someone with such cute, fluffy, hair that you so desperately wanted to run your hands and play with.

He cleared his throat and made his way to a table, and you followed behind. There really was nothing else for you to do, so you might as well get to know the cute stranger in front of you. He even pulled out your chair once he realized you were following him.

You both sat in silence for a few moments, him refusing to look at you, and you stealing glances at him. But eventually the silence was broken.

"What brings you to London?" You frowned, moving your gaze to your hands and beginning to play with your fingers. “My friends bought me a ticket to come to London. I’ve always wanted to come here; I can’t really explain why but...” You bit your lip. “They said it would be good for me to come alone but it’s just not be any fun. I’ll I can think about is how I want to be sharing this moment with someone. Like, playing in the rain with friends, trying new foods, and staying up late and just doing whatever we want. But it’s just me...alone..”

You could feel his eyes on you, but you were nervous to look up. Why did you think it was such a good idea to open up to a stranger? Just because he was cute? You could’ve easily lied to him but something about him just felt so relaxing. Like he wouldn’t ever make fun of you and that even if he couldn’t understand your feels, he would never invalidate them. Finally, at a few more moments of silence, he stood up. You thought he was for sure going to leave you here, maybe because the rain had stopped, or maybe because he didn’t really want to be stuck in here with you.

His hand reached for your and you looked up at him slowly. Red was creeping up his neck but even so, he looked admit that you take his hand. He wanted you to take his hand. Without a second thought, you gently put your hand in his, allowing him to help you up and pull you towards the doors. The closer you got, the louder the rain became.

"Where are we going?" He didn't reply and just dragged you out of the library and into the empty streets of London. You both became soaked all over again and right when you opened your mouth to ask again, he spun the both of you in the rain. A smile slowly formed on your face. Your eyes moving to gaze up at the sky, feeling the cold-water trail down your face. It just felt so... peaceful. Then he let go, jumping into the air and splashing you.

You both played in the rain, jumping, spinning and laughing for who knows how long until you slipped. The man reached for you and you both feel to the ground, your body on top of his and his hands gently rested on your waist. You looked down at him, smiling and a few giggles leaving your lips. He smiled back and pushed a hair out of your face.

"You know, I never got your name..." He blushed.

"Newt Scamander."

"Well Newt, if you're up for it. I'd love to spend some more time with you while I'm staying in London. Would that be alright?"

He smirked and stared back into your eyes. "I'd like that too."

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#newt scamander #newt scamander x reader #newt scamander x you #newt scamander x y/n #fantastic beasts and where to find them #fbawtft

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1025cherrystreet · 3 years

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i love you so much more, trouble

something quick and messy since i was excited abt Blondie dropping red (tv) :p im a major swiftie. this is rlly short and late lol ik red was released like almost a month ago now. but i rlly just write for my own pleasure at this point. :) hope ya like it? if not, soz.

warnings: none? fluff. my love for taylor swift does jump thru heavily tho not sorry >:).

in which switfie!y/n is excited for Red (Taylor's Version) and harry should've known he'd be dating two for the price of one when he met y/n.

"They say all's well that ends well, but I'm in a new Hell Every time you double-cross my mind You said if we had been closer in age maybe it would have been fine!"

Y/N screams the lyrics at the top of her lungs, her voice echoing off the walls of their living room.

Y/N loves Taylor Swift. Always has, always will. She remembers Taylor in every core memory of her life; from her debut album being one of the only things downloaded on her iPod Nano (sans a couple of songs from Nickelback, Eminem, 3 Doors Down, and that one song by Hot Chelle Rae), to drowning in her first break up with the help of Dear John. She had instinctively played 22 over and over and over for the entirety of her 22nd birthday. Taylor was there in Y/N's fondest memories, painted in beautiful shades of red when her high school girlfriend learned Holy Ground on the guitar for her. And after, when said girlfriend dumped her and Y/N laid in bed listening to I Almost Do for a week straight.

Taylor has always been there for Y/N. In every breakup, every first date, every fight, every memory and moment... Y/N never felt alone because she knew she had Taylor Swift. Someone to put her deepest feelings into words and explain every emotion possible through gorgeous melodies.

So when Blondie had posted about the release of her re-recorded music, Y/N started counting down the days. She was so excited (and devastated) to listen to one of her favorite artists' music for the first time all over again. Being able to relive the time in her life when she first heard the addicting songs, when she was younger and knew less about the impending future. Before she knew that one day in August, she would run into the love of her life at the studio (a place she never frequented and was only there on the accompaniment of her best friend who worked there, her friend needing to "swing by the studio for something quick before we go to the movies"). Before she knew that the love of her life would be a world famous, tall, British man that sold out stadiums and had the voice of an angel, who loved her cat socks and red painted nails. Who never refrained from calling her the nickname he had given her after always seeing her so shy. The name 'Skittish' becoming something she loved to hear despite her countless empty pleas to stop to the gorgeous man. And who didn't complain when she had developed her own special name for him, 'Trouble', after finding out that she was a swiftie.

For once, she was able to understand the true love that her favorite artist always sang about. Not even bothered by the fact that her boyfriend had once dated Taylor. In fact, after Y/N and Harry's first date, with the call of a goodbye and her front door closing, she had giddily ran around her apartment, listening to Style and Gorgeous playing from her phone. Taylor was there for their first date, their first kiss, and even the day Y/N moved in with Harry.

Since the alarm had sounded from her phone at the drop of midnight, Y/N had been blasting Red (Taylor's Version) from her speakers and screaming (and crying) along to the familiar lyrics. Gasping and replaying the new tracks on the album when she eventually got to them. After only the second time fully running through the entire record, Y/N had already been singing every lyric to every new song and shouting a passionate "Fuck Jake Gyllenhall!" in the short silences between the tracks.

"And that made me want to die!" Y/N shouted so loud, she would've been nervous about getting several noise complaints if she hadn't recently moved into Harry's place. Clad in her fuzzy cat socks and her warm, oversized cardigan, she stood dancing like a mad woman on the kitchen countertop—singing into the TV remote in true "I'm home alone and I'm throwing my own dance party" fashion.

Harry had told his love that morning before he left that he would be stuck in meetings all day and probably wouldn't be home until late. Y/N pouted a little, always missing him loads when he left, but she understood that his job was very important to him, which made it important to her, and that his new line of beauty products for Pleasing would have him away from home a lot more than she preferred.

So it was no surprise that amidst the blasting music and dancing around with a glass of wine in her hand, she didn't hear Harry come through the door.

Harry stands quietly in the foyer, trying so desperately to keep his amused chuckles to himself as to not disturb the little show she's putting on. The smirk that keeps growing bigger on his lips almost makes his cheeks hurt as he watches Y/N scream out lyrics from his ex.

If it was anyone else, their boyfriend would probably be upset or uncomfortable at their girlfriend singing along to their ex's music, especially if one of their favorites was rumored to be about him. But Harry couldn't be more flattered, he loves to see her so excited about an artist and despite his history, Harry actually listens to Taylor's music quite often. Significantly more now that the two are dating.

As Y/N, still unknowing of Harry's presence, sings out to the empty kitchen, Harry sneaks closer towards his adorable love belting her heart out.

He loves hearing her sing. Something about her voice always makes him feel a certain way. Y/N never really sings in front of him because she knows she's not a professional like him and she thinks it's embarrassing. Harry, on the other hand, cherishes the few moments he's been able to hear her sweet voice and so there was no question he got very excited when he walked into their home to hear her harmonizing with the melodies.

After she made her way off the counter top during Harry's quiet admiration, he sneaks up behind her and slinks his arms around her waist.

Frightened at the fact someone was home, Y/N turned around frantically in his arms with a gasp, "Ah!".

"You have such a lovely voice, Kitten." The familiar pet name slipping from his lips with a giddy smile.

"H, you scared me! I thought you weren't gonna be home 'til later." She pouts, trying to catch her breath.

"'M sorry, lovie. Meetings wrapped up sooner than I thought." He kisses her pout away to see her smile back at him. "And I'm glad they did because I quite enjoyed the little performance you put on."

An embarrassed blush flushes her face, "Stop, H." She whines out, looking down at her hands playing with his button up blouse.

"Oh, don't get shy now. You were playing MSG just then." He teases, his hands lovingly squeezing at her sides.

"Actually, I was playing to Rose Garden." She playfully quips back with a Taylor reference.

Harry playfully shakes his head at Y/N's antics, leaning in to plant a kiss on her lips. Her soft ones fitting between his, Y/N hums in content into his mouth, the two taking in the sweet moment they have in quiet. They never really have the time to be like this—so loving and touchy in an intimate, quiet moment—since Harry started working in the studio more and going to meetings, and Y/N working on her portfolio for the new graphic design firm she's applying for.

Harry pouts when Y/N pulls away from the intimate kiss to sing out the next part of the song coming up, "It's supposed to be fun, turning twenty-one."

Harry drinks up her giddy smile, twirling her around under their conjoined hands and joining in with her to scream the next verse, "Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it. I'd like to be my own self again, but I'm still trying to find it!"

The couple dances around the kitchen like it's a dance floor, singing out the sad lyrics with passion as they jump around with contradicting, giddy grins on their faces. As the song comes to a slow end, Harry pulls Y/N closer into his arms.

"I love you so much, Skittish." Harry gushes, her special nickname falling from his lips.

"I love you so much more, Trouble." Y/N smiles with his own pet name.

"Impossible." He whispered before kissing her soft lips once more.

#harry styles fic #harry styles #harry styles writing #harry styles imagine #harry styles fluff #harry styles x y/n #harry styles x reader #harry styles one shot #taylor swift #red tv #hslot #hs2 #hshq #hs1 #1025cherrystreet #writing

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rommahh · 3 years

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I Carry Your Heart

Harry Styles x Reader

Word Count: 4k

{Ahhhh ok so this is my first work like ever. There will definitely be a second part because ive got more to say and it needs a second part. I hope whoever sees and reads this imagine enjoys it. I appreciate comments, likes, reblogs, ideas on what could go into the story, and any form of help and redirection as to how i should write things. Much love, R.}.

Part two

All Y/N wanted tonight was to hang out with her boyfriend, eat a mass amount of junk food, and watch a marvel movie or two. That was all she wanted and that was all she asked of her boyfriend. Instead of any of that happening, she found herself sitting on the nasty kitchen island of her boyfriend's frat at a party that she was trying to avoid going to.

This party was supposedly ‘the party of the year.’ The last rager before finals and then christmas break. Y/N had spent the whole week studying and finishing up end of semester projects hence the want for a chill night. When Harry came to her saying his frat was throwing a party tonight and that he just HAD to be here, Y/N didn't feel like she had a choice but to let him go. She came because she thought this would be the only time she would be able to have some time with Harry after a long week of barely seeing each other. With two vastly different majors, the couple wasnt able to find a lot of time in the middle of school work to make time for just the two of them. Obviously her hopes of quality time with her man were futile because here she was sitting by herself in the kitchen of the frat while Harry drank and got high with his friends in other parts of the house.

Of course she was disappointed. She felt a knot in her throat and a weight on her chest just sitting there in that kitchen. Her white claw was warm now- not that it was any cold when she opened it. She was starting to form a small headache from the too loud music and the ache in her heart was growing.

She stood from the countertop on the search for her boyfriend, hoping he wasn't too far gone from sober. Wiping the back of her jeans from anything that was left on the island, she began walking around the house. She doesn't remember the last time the two of them spent time together by themselves. Of course they occasionally ate dinner together in the dining hall but they were normally surrounded by friends. Y/N wanted to be alone with her boyfriend to talk and bask in his presence.

After pushing through groups of partying humans, she found Harry and at least ten other people sitting around playing some sort of drinking game.

“Y/N! Where have you been?” Luca, one of Harry's frat brothers yelled out to her from the circle. Luca was cool, he was one of the only tolerable boys in this frat aside from Harry. Hearing his girlfriend's name, Harry turned around from where he sat on the ground and reached out for his girlfriend to sit beside him. Much to Y/N’s dismay, Harry was wasted. His eyes were half mass and his words bumped and slurred together. “We are playing truth or dare, wanna play?” Luca asked.

“I don't wanna play but Ill sit and watch.” Sitting next to her boyfriend, she grabbed one of his hands holding it in her lap. She was annoyed at him but it did her no good to show it when he was this drunk.

This game of truth or dare was childish. Dares of licking people's shoes and taking multiple shots had been done and truths about money and relationships were being spilled among the group. It had finally become Harry’s turn to do something, making Y/N tense.

“Ok Harry, I dare you to…” One drunk frat boy started looking around the room trying to come up with something clever. His eyes landed on a pretty girl in the room, Yara, a stuck up girl who for sure got her way no matter what. “I dare you to kiss the hottest girl in the room- obviously not your girlfriend because that defeats the purpose.” The frat boy smirked knowing what his intentions were. Everyone in the group giggles and gasped shocked by the dare but ready to see what was going to go down. Y/N’s brows furrowed as she became angry with the stupid dare.

The ache in her chest seemed to tip over the edge when she felt her boyfriend in the room move to stand up. She grabbed at the bottom of his shirt as a way of stopping him. Harry halted his movements to look down at his girlfriend. He giggled a little.

“You’re not actually going to do this right?” She asked Harry with wide eyes of shock. Harry laughed at her like she made a joke, making her heart hurt even more.”Harry I do not want you to do this just take the shot and lose the dare.” Her tone held warning.

“Don't be silly of course I'm going to. It's just a dare, nothing serious. Don't be so clingy.” He stood walking over to Yara and planted a wet kiss on her mouth. Yara gripped Harry’s shirt and kissed him harder. The kiss went on for a few more seconds, the room absolutely silent out of shock. Harry stepped back from Yara slightly sobering up from his actions. Yara smirked at Y/N, hand gliding down the front of Harry's shirt.

Y/N stood from the seat she was in and scoffed. Scoffed because she should've known Harry would do something like this. Scoffed because it hurt to see her boyfriend do something so careless without any regard for his girl's feelings. She pulled herself together, feeling her throat tighten once again. She was quick to leave the room and down the hall of the frat.

Harry's clumsy steps could be heard from behind her as he mumbled her name. Or at least he tried to. He was still so out of it, his words not making much sense. Y/N was crying now, the strength that she had slowly dissolving as she walked further away from her boyfriend.

“Y/N wait. P-please wait. I cant-” Harry stumbled over his legs behind her falling into the grass of the front yard. The girl couldn't help but turn around looking at her stupid boyfriend. She was choking on sobs now. She wasn't crying over a measly little kiss but over an extreme amount of burnout from school and exhaustion from simply existing. She was crying because her boyfriend ignored her boundaries, crushing and erasing the boundaries she had set in their relationship. Harry tried reaching for her once she had stopped walking. His hand clasped around her wrist, he laid his head down on her shoulder. He hated seeing her cry even if he was too drunk to see why.

“Baby don't leave, Im-Im Sorry.” He hiccuped and burped due to the alcohol. Y/N felt her rage build. Shoving Harry off of her, she crossed her arms across her chest as a way to shield herself from Harry physically. He was hurt by her distance and the wall she put up around her.

“You're an idiot Harry. An idiot!” her sobs grew louder, some stray party goers watching in amusement- some even snapchatting it for shits and giggles. “I didnt want you to kiss her and you did. What provoked you to think that was ok? All I wanted was for us to hang out tonight and just be us and you did this!” She was yelling now. Her hurt is beyond her now. Anger and rage simmered throughout her body making her head dizzy and her fingers curl within themselves. She didnt like being angry. It wasn't an emotion she liked acting on, it felt impersonal.

“Baby I don't under-” Before Harry could finish his sentence he was barfing at his feet. Y/N stepped back disgusted with her boyfriend. She couldn't even feel remorseful because of how angry she was. Luca, the frat brother from earlier, caught up with Harry and his girl only to find Harry doubled over heaving. Luca wrapped his arms around Harry's shoulders.

“I'm sorry Luca but I can't do this tonight. Can you please make sure he gets some water and goes to bed. I-I can't do it tonight, I wish I could but I can't.” Y/N didn't want to leave her boyfriend in this state but she didn't deserve this. She wasn't going to care for her drunk boyfriend when all she wanted to do was care for herself. Selfishly, she enjoyed seeing him this way because of the anger he caused her.

Luca shook his head in understandment. “Of course, I'm really sorry for tonight. He's going to seriously regret this in the morning, especially since it will be circulating all over snapchat in the morning.” Luca waved to Y/N then proceeded to pull Harry into the house. Harry called out for Y/N not wanting to be away from her but Luca pulled him harder.

Harry woke up the next morning feeling like the bottom of a dumpster. He wasn't shocked by that. He knew he got trashed last night, he had planned to. He, just like Y/N, spent all week studying and completing projects while also fulfilling certain responsibilities for his frat. He wanted one night to be a normal teen. So he drank and drank and drank and maybe even smoked some weed. As he tried to recall last night's events he came up with nothing. He didn't understand why Y/N wasn't here with him like she normally would after a party on the weekend. They were normally always together during the weekend. A bad feeling loomed over him. He could tell something wasn't right but decided to put his feelings to the side.

He saw a bottle of water beside his bed making him think she was probably here and left early. Chugging the water he started to go through his socials to see if anyone had posted about the party. He had multiple tagged pics and videos in his notifications from snapchat. Way more than he normally would.

The first video he saw was a video of him and Y/N standing in the front yard of the frat house. Turning the volume all the way up he could hear Y/N yelling, it shocked him. She doesn't normally raise her voice, especially not at him. The angle changed showing her face which was red with anger, eyes filled with unshed tears. He could hear her yelling about him kissing someone else. He felt his heart stop. He had kissed someone else? On the next snap was a picture of him keeled over vomiting on his shoes with the caption saying, ‘are yall seeing this shit?’ Harry was embarrassed but he was more concerned than anything.

His head was hurting but it didn't stop him from rolling out of bed, washing up, and putting on a fresh set of clothes. He checked his phone hoping Y/N had messaged him but nothing was there. He walked into the kitchen only to see luca sitting at the counter eating cereal.

“Hey Harry….” Luca said warily. Luca pushed the cereal around his bowl feeling the tension begin to rise in the room. He felt horrible about his friends.

“Luca...what's up?” Harry was confused by Lucas' wariness.

“So do you remember anything about last night?” Luca asked, setting his cereal down in the sink behind him. Harry started playing with the frayed edges of a bracelet Y/N made for him. It had little beads with her name on it. They made them together at an event on campus.

“I don't, I only saw the videos of Y/N screaming at me. I think I fucked up but I- I don't know what happened.” Harry's cheek flushed with even more embarrassment. Luca awkwardly chuckled scratching the back of his neck.

“You got dared to kiss the hottest girl in the room and um actually did it in front of Y/N...even though she didn't want you to. Which led you guys outside and yeah you know the rest...Im sorry dude, I wish I had stopped you.”

“Who- who did I kiss?” Harrys stomach lurched when he heard Yara’s name come out of Lucas' name. Y/N didn't like Yara and it was understandable. Yara has been pining after Harry since their first year of college. Harry couldn't breathe. He felt disgusted with himself. He could only imagine how Y/N was feeling.

Y/N woke up the same morning, eyes puffy and crusty from tears and head hurting. She probably cried herself into dehydration. She was lucky enough to have no roommate because she wouldn't have wanted someone else to see her breakdown. She still couldn't believe last night went down the way it went down. She couldn't tell if she was just being overdramatic or if her emotions were in the right place. She didn't want to be mad at Harry. He was everything to her, she had an odd connection to him. Meeting him during their freshman welcome week they quickly became best friends with a growing romantic connection in the mix. They started dating before Christmas break. They had grown close so fast that he even came home with her to meet her family for the first few days of break. Even though they were in their junior year of college, Y/N could see them beyond college. She's imagined them getting married, travelling, sharing a home. She saw the whole future with him. She had her doubts though. He was immature just like every other boy in college. He was dumb with his actions and tended to only do things if they benefited him. He had a lot of growing to do as a person, so did she but she wanted to grow with him.

She heard a knock on her door hesitating to answer it because one, it could be Harry, and two, she looked like a wreck. Answering anyways, she was met with a very sorry looking Harry holding a small coffee and bagel from their cafe.

“Hi baby…” He sheepishly said holding out the items. She silently let him through the door not once looking him in the eye. He stepped into her room, setting her treats on her desk. He could see that her bed was messy meaning she recently woke up. Y/N never went about her day without making her bed. He turned back to her and finally their eyes met. He took in all of her facial features, from her puffy eyes, to her downturned lips that looked chapped, to her flushed cheeks that longed to be held for warmth. He hated to see her like this, the last time he saw her so upset was when her parents moved out of her childhood home. It took alot to make Y/N this upset. She was normally really headstrong and vigilant. She knew how to ease her way out of problematic situations and could talk her way through anything.

Harry opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Y/N holding her hand up in front of his face. “Don't talk. I'm really hurt Harry, so if your plan was to come over here and apologize over bagels- think again.” She snapped, backing up to put space between the two of them. She sat down on her bed while Harry pulled the desk chair out and sat down. He much preferred to be on the bed with her holding her tight but he didn't want to overstep boundaries.

“Love, I don't know where to begin. I'm really sorry for what happened last night. I was really drunk and obviously wasn't in the right headspace.” Harry reached out and touched the tips of her fingers with his. She wanted to move but it felt good to be touched by Harry.

“I told you that a measly little apology won't do Harry. I didn't want you to kiss Yara and you did anyway. You know how Yara feels about you and you just let it happen!” She pulled her hand away remembering the prior night's events. Harry felt himself getting angry too. He felt like he needed to defend himself- even though it would be a very bad idea.

“I think you're being over dramatic.” Wrong move Harry. “It wasn't like I was making out with her!”

“You're joking right?” She scoffed and scooted further up her bed to create more distance. “Harry it's the simple fact that you did something that made me uncomfortable that shouldn't have even happened. I see myself getting married to you and it makes me worry that right now in our relationship you can't respect my boundaries!” She yelled. Harry’s eyes widened as he laughed sarcastically.

“Married? What the fuck are you on about? I'm a junior in college. In what world would it make sense for me to be prepping a relationship for marriage? Once again I think you're being over dramatic.” Her eyes watered hearing Harry's statement.

“I- I guess I'm the only one in this relationship thinking about the future? I thought we were on the same page. I'm not planning our marriage now, obviously. I'm thinking about how elements of our relationship now could play out in the future when we do want to get married. You cheated on me last night. I went to a party you begged ME to go to only to be there for you. I wanted to be here cuddling with you, pigging out on fast food but I was at a party with you and got cheated on!” Her volume rises once again, making Harry shove his chair from underneath him when he stands up.

“You're doing too much right now. I'm not planning a future right now because I don't want this future! I want to be myself without thinking about how to appease my girlfriend. I invited you to the party so you could lighten the fuck up. I love you, I do, but I'm not thinking of marriage and futures. I'm thinking about my life right now and having fun.” Harry snapped right back at her. Her chin wobbled. Obviously her and Harry were on different pages. It hurt so much to hear him say that he didn't want a future with her. Harry didn't mean it though.

“Ok, well I guess that's my fault for assuming we were thinking along the same lines. Um, I don't want to hold you back from being yourself so with that being said, you are a free man Harry.” She pushed herself up from her bed walking to the door ready to escort Harry out.

“Huh? Love, what?” Harry was confused on how they got to this point. Just a few days ago they were in love, meeting in the library to share a lunch and exchanging sweet words determined by their love.

“Listen I have a day full of exams tomorrow so if you could just leave that would be best. You don't really want this so I'm letting you go, Harry.” She had tears rolling down her face, falling from her eyes down to her chin where they fell to the ground in droplets. Harry’s eyes welled up watching his love cry before him.

“I don't-”

“Harry, leave, please.” She opened the door making room for him to go through. He walked through the door turning to look at her. She turned her face away from him whispering a small goodbye before shutting the door. Harry was left in the silent hallway, so silent he could hear his thoughts and the tears hitting the tile floor beneath him. He thinks he stood there for at least thirty more minutes before accepting what had happened and walking away.

Leaving Y/N in her room sobbing like she had never done before. Her tears coated her face and she thought her head could explode right then and there. She didn't want to accept what had happened but she had priorities. She composed herself enough to start studying for her exams.

The week rolled by quickly, Monday meeting Friday in a flash. Exams were done and Christmas break was on the horizon. Students were piling off of campus in a hurry ready to get home to their loved ones. People were outside by cars loading up their winter necessaries and saying their goodbyes to their close friends.

Harry cried everyday this week. He wasn't normally a crier. He hated crying, he hated the feeling of crying and the headache that came from it. He cried because he realized how wrong he was. He missed Y/N. He missed finals week dinner together where they tried to get off campus at least once and be alone for a moment. He missed watching her relax while eating food that wasn't from their school's cafeteria. He would pay for their meal just so she could have one less thing to worry about. They would normally get frozen yogurt right after too, Y/N getting as many toppings as she wanted because Harry would be the one paying. He missed her tight after exam hugs. She would squeeze his shoulders tight, smiling into his neck, telling him how proud she was of him. She would bring him tea in the morning when they met for breakfast. Sometimes they would spend the night in one or the others room so they could have time together to destress and just talk.

Y/N wasn't doing any better. She normally went into exam week feeling confident. She studied too hard not to. But this week she felt like shit. Her heart hurt and she kept thinking about the fight. She feels like she overreacted but hearing Harry talk about their lack of a future hurt nonetheless. She really assumed that they did have a future that included marriage and a life together. She didn't understand where his sudden lack of commitment came from. She regretted dumping him but at the same time she wished he did more to get them back together but he was silent. He hasn't contacted her at all and avoided all of their spots on campus all together.

She stood by her car prepping for her six hours car ride back home. Packing away her clothes and some essentials in the trunk of her car, she heard light footsteps behind her. Closing her trunk she turned to see Harry standing with his hands in his pockets.

“Hi.” He said. She looked at him, putting her own hands in her pockets. It was cold outside, the nippy air hinting at a possibility of snow.

“Hi Harry.” They shared a moment of silence together. Just staring at each other. It felt good to be near each other again. They felt like they could breathe again.

“I had to see you before you left. I know the break is only a month but I didn't want to leave without seeing you.” He replied quietly. She made him feel so shy. Her beauty always made him awestruck. Even in a hoodie with their college's logo and some large sweatpants and some fuzzy crocs, she was the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.

“I don't know what to say harry.”

“It's ok. I don't deserve anything from you after what I said. I just wanted to apologize and wish you a good break before you left. I also wanted to give you this.” He pulled a small box and envelope out of the front pocket of his backpack. “I know we agreed on no presents but I think thats a dumb rule and I love you too much to not get you something.” She smiled at his words, taking the gift from his hands.

“Thank you Harry, it means a lot to me. So what are your plans for a break?” She asked him, the tension that was in the air slowly dissipating.

“I couldn't get a flight home until next wednesday so i'll stay here on campus until then.” He shrugged.

“Oh ok. Well tell Anne I said hi. I have to go Harry but I'll see you after the break, ok?” She didn't want to leave him but she didn't want to drive through the dark.

“Ok, love. Drive safe. I lov- I mean have a good break.” Her chest tightened at his hesitation. She wants to hear him say the words but she knows he won't.

“Have a good break Harry.” She whispered. Before getting in her car she stood on her toes placing a kiss on the corner of his mouth. Rubbing her thumb across his cheek and turning away and into her car.

She drove away knowing that her heart was left in that parking lot in the hands of someone she loves way too much.

Harry stood in the parking lot watching his heart drive away for winter wanting nothing more than to be with her.

Part two

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barnesbabee · 3 years

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𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂 𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓮 - 𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽𝔂

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A/N: IM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG

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The day was long and silent, and although no one had gotten any sleep, no one could close their eyes for more than a minute. The haunting picture of Yunho's dead body and splattered blood clouding their minds. The only one who hadn't seen the body yet was Jongho, but he was too busy trying to make sure Mingi wouldn't freak out again.

The five of you eventually fell asleep, when your bodies finally calmed down and gave in to the temptation.

You were, however, suddenly awoken by a loud noise of something falling. All of you sat up straight in the living room and looked around. There were only four of you. Mingi.

All of you stood up immediately and began searching the house in a panicked state, calling out for Mingi as you did so.

"Are you fucking kidding me!?" Seonghwa yelled, after a couple of minutes of looking.

You all ran towards where he was. You found Seonghwa holding a crying Mingi by the arm, in the attic of the house.

"What happened?" You asked.

Seonghwa roughly pushed Mingi towards you all.

"I got here and this dumbass had opened the skylight and was trying to get onto the roof!"

San held Mingi's hand and moved the man to stand behind him, angrily looking at Seonghwa.

"Hey man, take it easy." San advised.

Seonghwa placed his hands on his hips and widened his eyes.

"Take it easy? Take. It. Easy!? There's already a dead body in my fucking house, from a situation that I had nothing to do with, mind you, and I was about to have a second body to bury because of this fool's bad choices. I am helping you idiots out a lot and you're pushing me to the limits, okay!? I have a lot to lose here. I have a company to run and a lot of people that are going to lose jobs if the CEO goes down as an accessory to murder."

There was only silence, as it dawned on the selfish group what they were asking of Seonghwa.

"I'm sorry." San said, not even able to lift up his head and look Seonghwa in the eye.

The latter shook his head and walked away.

"I'm leaving the house. Keep an eye on that douchebag."

The sound of the front door slamming echoed in the house, and all of you felt incredibly embarrassed. Once you got back to the living room, Jongho surprised all of you. He sat Mingi down on the couch and stared down at him.

"I'm tired, Mingi. I really am. You made those two go out into the woods to fetch a dead body, you made them scrub blood off of walls and off the floor, you made Seonghwa, who doesn't even like you by the way, he's doing this for Y/N, hide a body in his house, and you were going to kill yourself!? Are you that much of a fucking coward!? Mingi you're not 16. You're a grown man, you're almost 22, it's about time you start taking accountability for your actions, we can't baby you forever, 'cause it's getting tiring. We're all desperate here, and we have to worry about yourselves, about dead Yunho, and now about an unstable manchild. Focus on the fucking reality Mingi."

Jongho was straight-up yelling by the end of his rant, eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets and face red, out of anger. He then stormed off, just like Seonghwa, leaving a very quiet and tense room.

San sighed and sat next to his friend.

"You know, he's right Mingi. Maybe should've worded it better, but you really can't do what you were about to do... You were about to screw us all over when we are risking our lives to help you. This isn't just about you anymore."

Mingi could only nod, and cry, as his aching throat wouldn't allow him to do anything else.

You sighed and stood up.

"I'm... I'm gonna go find Seonghwa, I need to apologize."

You picked up your coat from the coat hanger near the door.

"You know where he is?" San asked.

"I have an idea..."

You were sure he was back at the office. He felt comfortable there, it was a place where he could take his head off of all his worries. Also, he kept his best whiskey in his office... It wasn't very far from his house, but you were impatient, you needed some time alone with him desperately. You showed your pass to the security by the entrance and they let you through, as you hurriedly made your way to the CEO's office.

You could hear two voices chatting from the inside, you didn't quite recognize the other person, but you were pretty sure it was Hongjoong. You knocked on the door softly, ignoring the big 'do not disturb' sign.

"I- Hongjoong what the fuck didn't I ask you to put the sign outside!?" You could hear Seonghwa ask.

You heard his heavy footsteps walk closer to the door and for a second you were afraid, maybe you shouldn't have come...

The door opened slowly before you, however, interrupting your thoughts.

"My apologies but I'm currently- oh it's you baby." Seonghwa pulled you in a big bear hug as soon as he realized who you were.

You hugged him back, a little hesitant with Hongjoong seeing you two acting romantically. Seonghwa realized you were a little stiff and pulled away, then realizing what the discomfort was about once he saw you looking at Hongjoong.

"Oh, I told him... I hope it's fine. He's kind of known from the beginning."

You closed the door behind you and followed Seonghwa into his office, as you looked at Hongjoong with an 'oh really?' look, making him chuckle.

"Well I did try to call dibs on you when you got hired but he got salty about it, and then every time I made a comment about you he'd get mad. I still did it though, I knew something was going on and I wanted him to tell me." Hongjoong explained as he smiled brightly.

"Yeah yeah good times, why don't you tell them about 'wanting to bend them over your desk and making them beg'?"

Hongjoong's head perked up and his eyes widened, as his ears turned bright red.

"Seonghwa what the fuck-" He whispered, feeling a little uncomfortable in the room.

You were a little embarrassed, but also proud.

"It's fine, plus," Seonghwa got up from his chair and stood behind you, grabbing your hips in the process "they like it. They love to hear how they want to get fucked, isn't that right, Y/N?"

You pressed your thighs together and kept your gaze focused on the ground. Seonghwa gripped your jaw and forced you to look at Hongjoong.

"I- I do like to hear that..."

Hongjoong chuckled and got closer to you, inspecting your body from head to toe.

"You're one lucky son of a bitch, Seonghwa..."

Seonghwa rolled his hips against your ass, so you could feel his boner.

"Hmm, I am aren't I..."

You chuckled and decided to take the opportunity. You knew Seonghwa liked to relieve his stress with sex, and you owed him at least this much for helping you out.

"What's so funny, doll?" Seonghwa asked, curious about your chuckle.

"I was just thinking about all the times you called me a filthy whore, when you're the one practically begging to have a threesome with me and your best friend... Who's the whore now?" You teased, knowing you were pushing all the right buttons.

"Ooh, are you gonna let them talk to you like that."

Seonghwa chuckled as he gripped your throat.

"No, I'm not."

He turned you around and pushed your body against a wall, keeping you trapped by his own body.

"You know which buttons to push doll, maybe I'll reward you for that later. But now, you're going to take this cock in that pretty little hole of yours, and then you'll suck off Hongjoong. Wouldn't want him to feel left out, would we?" Seonghwa asked, with a devilish smirk.

"No sir, we would not." You replied, wearing the same smirk.

Seonghwa felt as if he was falling in love with you right there and then, he felt like he finally found the perfect match, but he could leave the sappy shit for later.

The man placed a short, but intense kiss to your lips before gripping your hair and guiding you to kneel in front of Hongjoong.

"Come on baby, show him what you can do, make me proud."

You smirked and looked up at Hongjoong, as you worked in taking off his suit pants. You slipped them off, along with his boxers, and his hard dick nearly slapped you in the face. It wasn't huge but damn was it pretty. You teased him a little, licking a long stripe, from the base to the tip, teasing the head with your tongue, causing him to groan.

"They always like this?"

"Yeah, they like to see me suffer, but it doesn't last long 'cause..." Seonghwa paused and knelt right beside you, pushing your head so Hongjoong's cock would be fully in your mouth "I'm impatient. But they like it rough."

Seonghwa sat on his desk, as he watched his best friend fuck your mouth, slowly. He pumped his cock to the same pace your head moved, and you'd soon start hearing small groans from both men.

"Shit, Y/N, on all fours."

You complied, pulling out of Hongjoong. He groaned at the cold air hitting his member, as he missed your mouth already. Seonghwa knelt behind you, and entered you very slowly. Hongjoong was about to put his dick back in your mouth, but your partner stopped him.

"Y/N, colour?"

"Green, very green."

Seonghwa smiled and slapped your ass lightly, then giving Hongjoong the green light to continue.

You had to hold off your orgasm a couple of times, as the feeling of both men filling you up and the sound of their needy moans was too much to handle.

"Do you wanna cum?" Seonghwa asked, figuring it out from how much you were clenching.

"I'm almost there baby, you can cum, cum for us."

A couple more thrusts and a spank from Seonghwa were all it took to take you over the edge. It didn't take both men much to 'cross the line' either, Hongjoong painting your face with his cum, and Seonghwa your ass. Their moans combined was something you secretly wanted to hear again.

Seonghwa picked you up, bridal style, and looked at you.

"Come on man, I wanted to kiss her." Seonghwa complained, as your lips were stained by Hongjoong's cum.

Hongjoong felt embarrassed, after coming down from the high he wasn't as confident as Seonghwa.

"Are you okay darling?" Your partner asked, brushing your hair away from your face.

You just nodded.

Seonghwa and Hongjoong helped clean you up and both got dressed.

"I guess you should go deal with the... situation."

You looked at Hongjoong with a confused face, as you zipped up your trousers.

"Situation?" You asked.

"Remember when I said I told him everything? I meant everything."

You widened your eyes once you realized what he meant.

"Seonghwa are you insane!?"

"Calm down Y/N, he's not snitching on anyone! Plus I needed to tell someone who was on my side. I was going insane with your friends constantly baying Mingi."

You sighed. You really couldn't be mad at him for it. You hugged him and kissed his cheek.

"You're right... I'm sorry I got you involved at all and thank you."

Seonghwa kissed the top of your head.

"It's fine, let's just get this over with so I can be with you."

Your bid goodbye to a (still) very embarrassed Hongjoong and left, so you could go back home and deal with the drama. You wished you could just take the car and run away, and live by yourselves until it all washed away, but it wasn't that simple. And it was about to get even more complicated.

When you got to the house and opened the door, a weeping Jongho stood over San's limp body.

"What!? What the fuck happened!?" Seonghwa asked as you and him rushed to check on San.

"I- I don't know! I left after you did" He said, hinting at Seonghwa "and when I came back Mingi wasn't here and San was on the ground. He's still breathing but I don't know what happened."

"What!? Why did you leave?" Seonghwa asked.

"Everyone was upset at Mingi for constantly behaving like a child and Jongho yelled at him and told him to stop expecting us to baby him and that he had to take responsibility for his actions, it got too much and Jongho had to leave for some air..." You explained.

"Responsibility for his actions?..." Seonghwa repeated to himself, trying to figure out what happened, and suddenly a sad idea popped into his head.

He ran into the garage, leaving you and Jongho confused, and holding San.

The man came back just as quickly, looking preoccupied and horrified.

"The body is gone."

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buckyjamess-archive · 3 years

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𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓲𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲 ❁ 𝓫𝓾𝓬𝓴𝔂 𝓫𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓼

a/n: keep writing reader as the villain of the story, about time this man screws up • wordcount: 1.3k • warnings: kids, babies, parenthood, cheating, alcohol, bucky being an idiot, mentions of sex, blink and you'll miss it.

summary

going through rough years after losing your husband, you try to raise your daughter the best you can. With the help from the wilson's you make the best of it but the road is bumpy when sam introduces you to his friend.

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He shouldn't be here. He promised himself to never wake up in this bed again, ever and yet he finds himself sitting on the edge of the memory foam mattress, soft lilac blankets underneath his naked thighs. The smell of the room is familiar but it's not you, not Rosie, not JJ, not home.

He should've stayed home, told you he didn't need a boys night out because he deserved just that– for taking care of the kids while you were a mess, not available and not there when he needed you the most. Yes, he deserved that but maybe the pub his friends had dragged him too was not the right place to be.

She worked there. She who he had ended things with weeks before meeting you. She with a head of brown curls bouncing around her face, bright green eyes through thick lashes and the cute little dimples in her cheeks whenever she smiled so bright, nose covered in freckles on a sun-kissed canvas and god, if only her personality matched her looks, he would have fought for this one the way he's fighting for you and his family.

God, he was in love back then, one of the firsts he saw a future with. Like a bunch of teenagers, making the eyes of his friends roll with the lovey-dovey behavior– looking back at it made Bucky cringe. The first six months were amazing before her attitude took a 180 and changed for the worse. Possessive, jealous, lowkey crazy.

He wished to never bump into his ex Melissa ever again.

But he did and with the beers coming, alcohol running through his veins and the lack of real intimacy made his mind foggy. The hugs, the cuddles and stolen kisses were not cutting it anymore, he missed you in all other ways and Melissa was there to fix it, like an angel with a halo above her head and rays of light casting from behind her – guiding him straight to what he desired most.

He shouldn't have been here. Your relationship was taking the right turn, amazing, a do over, like the beginning. The acceptance letter to that nursing school you applied for and your weekly visits with your therapist did wonders for you. Giving bucky back the girl he so deeply fell in love with and he put it all on the line for some sex. Sex he would've gotten if he just had asked you and even then he didn't have a reason to complain. His 7 months old son asking all your attention and a jealous rosie hanging around your leg nearly every hour of the day– you had the right to fall asleep as soon as your head hit a pillow.

"You know what they say; once a cheater, always a cheater."

Bucky clenches his jaw and bites the inside of his cheek, nails digging half moons in the skin of his palms as his hands turn into fists– god, all the reason why he dumper her coming back up.

"I never cheated on you." He hisses through gritted teeth, back still turned to her.

Melissa snorts "pretty sure you left me for that baby mama of yours."

"We were long done before that," bucky spats back "for reasons. You being a pain in the ass being one of them."

"That's not what you said last night."

God, he didn't even call you or send a text. A shit excuse of staying with a friend for the night, too drunk to get home while he knew damn well he wasn't going home with them.

"I can ask her you know- ask her why she doesn't want to have sex with you anymore."

Bucky nearly gives himself a whiplash with the force he turns his head around to meet with the green eyes of the half naked woman on the other side of the bed with a smug smile on her face. Playing with her phone in her hand.

"Don't you fucking dare."

"She has a right to know bucky." Melissa smiles wickedly "she has the right to know you slept with your ex."

"I'll tell her myself." Bucky hisses again "I don't need you for that."

"y/n, right?" Melissa quips, phone stills in her hand as she unlocks it with a swipe of her finger "I think I've seen her Instagram before– gotta say Barnes, the boy looks like you."

"Melissa, I'm begging you." Bucky sighs "please, I'll tell her myself."

I'll tell her myself– only if he believed that lie himself.

A date night, some one on one, some time alone is all what was needed to fill the missing gaps in your relationship. Both kids off to spend the night with bucky his family; just you and him.

Dinner at your favorite sushi bar before strolling through the city hand in hand, catching a movie the both of you were dying to see followed by a round of beer at the first bar you stumbled upon and right back home– a trail of clothes leading from the kitchen, too desperate. Hands on each other and whispered sweet little nothings. Skin to skin. Raw. Real. Perfect.

But his mind couldn't help and wander to last week; tangled up in his ex her arms under thin sheets in a familiar bed. Mind wandering back to that night, not because he couldn't get Melissa out if his head but the regret– he'd done the same thing tonight but with the real love of his life, the mother of his kid, his future wife but it eats him alive; you can do better than the lying man he is. He needs to tell the truth, it's the least you deserve but he can't. He can't lose what he has now, a future.

He wants that white picket fence outside of the city with a big garden for your babies to grow up in. He wants another mini him or mini you running around, maybe even two if life is that kind. He wants to be by your side through thick and thin, in sickness and health, the bad and the good. He wants to see you stroll down the aisle in that perfect dress. He wants to be a good father figure for rosie, the perfect father and perfect husband– he's put it all on the line for some bad sex with a woman he despised so much.

He can't but he needs to tell the truth. No lies.

The smell of sex is still stuck in the air and the rays of moonlight cast through the crack between the curtains, the sound of the city a background noise– his arm is asleep from where your head rests but bucky runs his hand through your hair and presses a kiss to the crown of your hair, taking in the warm fruity smell of your shampoo. Your naked body cuddles up to his, soft legs entangled with his and a soft and warm hand laying on his chest right near his heart.

you're asleep, have been for a while but he can't; his eyes on the ceiling, following the small cracks in the paint and the cobweb he missed earlier this week.

Bucky once again finds himself preparing himself a.nd his stupid apology 'a drunken mistake' and 'it won't happen again' followed by a pathetic 'forgive me?'

He hopes you're getting angry at him, call him names, cursing him, wishing you never met him, a big mistake– bucky simply cannot bear the thought of you crying over him, he doesn't deserve your tears, doesn't deserve you. But above all, he wishes things will turn out okay in the end; see you happy even if it means without him. You deserve that.

God, he needs to tell the truth. You'll find out one way or the other, if not from him it'll be Melissa herself.

'Hey doll, we need to talk.'

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barnesandrogersfanfics · 4 years

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Ocean Eyes - Part 6

I was stood in front of my mirror looking over my outfit choice, i wanted to keep it casual but dressy enough to be out on a Friday night! I already knew Hannah would show up in some ridiculously short dress or a too low cut top showing off her assets! The black wrap top i found in my closet was just low cut enough to tease but not slutty, i found my good jeans (that always made me feel good about myself) and finished my look with my black heals.

As i checked my hair and make up i couldn't help but feel nervous. It had been so long since i had been out like this. My social life was pretty non-exsistant since becoming a mom, even when i did go out with Hannah it was days out with Mason and Lucas. I grabbed my clutch from the dresser throwing in my lipstick and eyeliner incase i needed to freshen up my makeup throughout the evening and then headed downstairs.

"Mace, you ready to go?" I asked as i walked into the living room, i was dropping him at Hannah's mom's place and meeting her there.

"Yeah..... wow mom you look so pretty" he said smiling at me.

"Thank you baby" he was such a sweet kid, he made my heart melt!

I grabbed my leather jacket and Mason's overnight bag and we were soon heading out to the car.

When we arrived at the bar we found a table in the back and got settled. Hannah was straight up at the bar ordering shots and vodka lemonade's while i held the table and kept a look out for Scott.

Hannah came back carrying a tray full of drinks with a huge grin on her face.

"These should last us a while"

"Jesus Han, you trying to kill me? You do realise i'll probably be wasted after two drinks!" I chuckled shaking my head.

"Thats what tonight is all about, we dont have to worry about the boys.... tonight we are free to drink and get wasted"

"Not gonna lie, i actually needed this"

"You've had a stressful few days babe, you've handled it like a pro. Im proud of you"

"Thanks" i smiled before throwing back a shot of whisky "wow.... that warms the chest" i coughed a little before laughing.

My cell lit up notifying me of a message from Scott telling me he was here, i told him where to find us and seconds later he was sliding into the seat next to me.

"Wow you look amazing honey!" He looked me up and down.

"Thank you Scott, Mason told me i looked pretty before we left.... i swear my heart melted"

"Awww thats so cute"

"Lucas didn't even notice i was going out" Hannah rolled her eyes before picking up another shot "Mason is such a sweetheart.... so observant to everything around him. My Luke? Im lucky if i can get him to talk to me at all when he's watching TV"

"He gets that from his dad Han, sounds exactly like Mike"

"God i hope not, i dont want him turning out like that asshole".

Scott disappeared to the bar (he was gone for ages) when he reappeared he was carrying a tray full of drinks.... some pretty pink glittery cocktails and more shots.

"Look how pretty these are!" he said loudly looking so happy with his drink choice, Hannah and i burst out laughing at how excited he was over the glittery drinks.

Id lost count of how many drinks we'd had by now, we had taken so many photo's and had even been dancing.... Scott had climbed up onto the table at one point until he nearly fell off.

"What about him? He looks cute.... and he keeps looking over here!" Scott pointed to a man near the bar, Hannah was already chatting to some guy she had taken a liking to.

"I think he's looking at you Scotty" i laughed.

"Who are you looking at?? Are we talking about the same person??"

"The blonde guy...."

"No! Im looking at him! The tall dark and handsome guy smouldering in the corner"

"His beautiful.... and so outta my league!" I laughed before taking a sip of my drink "i need to use the ladies room, i'll be back".

Heading back to our table once id finished in the ladies room i noticed Scott wasn't alone at our table anymore, Mr tall dark and handsome was sat with him along with another guy.

"Scott! You little shit" i muttered under my breath before giving him a false smile.

"Here she is! Gentleman this is my best friend Y/N.

Y/N this is Derek and Peter"

"Hi, its nice to meet you" Mr tall dark and handsome said with the most beautiful smile "i'm Derek"

"Hey, nice to meet you too"

"I invited them to join us for some drinks, more the merrier and all that" Scott looked at me smirking.

'Ruby's' was packed out when we got there just before 11pm, Derek and Peter had decided to join us as well as Hannah's new 'friend' who we found out was called Troy. Derek and Peter had gone to get a round of drinks in while Scott and I found a table. I kept seeing Scott texting someone, he'd been at it all night.

"Okay spill, who have you been texting all night? You gotta a new guy?" I asked loudly over the music wiggling my eyebrows at him before giggling....id had far too much to drink!

"No there's no new guy" he laughed.

"So who is it?"

"Um...."

"Please tell me its not your brother Scott"

"Of course it is..... i'm sorry"

"Checking up on you?"

"Yeah you know what his like, he wanted to come out too but i told him that would be weird. He is going to be picking me up though"

"Scott!" I moaned resting my head on the table and groaning "Im too drunk to deal with your brother"

"He will just be picking me up out front, you dont have to see him" he reached over and gave my hand a squeeze.

"Okay"

"Here we go, we come baring gifts" Peter announced placing a tray on the small table.

"Thank you guys" i smiled at them both "anyone see where Hannah went?"

"I think she left with that guy" Derek said "im sure it was her i saw leaving"

"Why am i not surprised! She always did this to me"

"Did what?"

"Beg me to go out with her for a girls night and then disappear with some random guy. You'd think she'd grow out of that by now" i laughed. Checking my phone i saw a message from her confirming that she had indeed left for the night.

"I think this is my last guys, i'm seeing two of everyone"

"We should do this again sometime, its aways nice to meet new friends" Scott said to Derek and Peter.

"Its been fun" i nodded in agreement.

We all exchanged numbers and then Scott came outside with me to call an Uber. As we walked outside we spotted Chris's car parked across the street.

"He's here already"

"You can go, i'll be okay on my own"

"No way! Im not leaving you alone out here" he said being extra dramatic.

Scott's phone rang and he showed me the screen with Chris's name.

"Hey..... no everything's fine y/n is just getting an Uber. Um.... okay hold on" he looked at me "Chris said he'll take you home"

"An Ubers fine...."

"Come on let us take you. Please? For me?"

"Fine" i threw my hands up sighing "lets go".

I let Scott get in the front with chris while i sat in the back.

"You guys have fun?" He asked as he pulled out on to the road.

"It was sooo good. You missed out" Scott said drunkenly looking at his brother with a grin.

"Well i wasn't invited"

"Oh god...." i muttered to myself rolling my eyes, i was too drunk for this. I let my head fall back and closed my eyes.... maybe i could just sleep until we reached my place.

I managed to fall asleep until my cell started ringing. I fumbled around in my clutch for the phone and answered without seeing who it was.

"Hello"

"Y/N its Sue" i heard Hannah's mom's voice come through, i instantly opened my eyes on full alert.

"Sue, is everything okay.... is Mace ok?"

"He's actually not feeling well, he's been sick and has a fever. Y/N he's just crying and asking for you"

"Shit, um okay.... christ why did i drink so much"

"Hey whats wrong with Mason?" Chris asked meeting my eyes in the rear view.

"He's been sick and has a fever, he keeps asking for me"

"We can go get him, just tell me where i gotta go".

"Sue we'll be there in 10 minutes" i told her after i gave Chris the address "okay, see you soon" i ended the call and let my head fall back against the headrest "fuck! How the hell am i supposed to look after Mason like this"

"I can help out, i dont mind" Chris spoke up "if you need me to stay and help with Mason....."

"Thats actually not an awful idea.... at least until i've sobered up a bit. God, this is why i dont go out getting wasted!"

"You couldn't have known he'd get sick"

"But i should've been there for him...." i was suddenly feeling guilty for not being there for my baby boy.

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radiorenjun · 5 years

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Lavender Antics

→ Pairing: Han Jisung x Reader

→ Summary: Shooting in a drama with him was your absolute nightmare. Working with your enemy and pretending that you were love interests has been the most frustrating experience of your life. Though, after saying your farewells, the scent of lavender never leaves.

→ Warnings: Explicit Language. Antics. Mentions of insecurity. Alcohol, Making out. Suggestive?

→ Chapters: 4, 5, 6

As Jeongin continued to play with Jisung's switch, Jisung stared at the ceiling with his hands behind his head as he layed down on the bed next to his best friend. Jeongin noticed how disturbingly quiet Jisung had gotten since he called him out at the bus stop.

Jeongin tried his best to get a reaction out of Jisung without him being too obvious to see if he was just spacing out because of a horror scene he probably came across on YouTube or if something had really upset his friend to get him sighing exasperatedly every 13 seconds.

Jeongin gave out loud reactions as he played his game, chewing his snacks as loudly as possible and fidgeting around the king-sized bed next to the spaced out boy, but nothing exept an exasperated sigh was released from the squirrel-looking boy.

Jeongin gave out a dramatic exhausted sigh, putting down the switch on the table and sitting up on the bed with a snack on his lap. "Alright, hyung. What's wrong? This is literally killing me." Jeongin asked, with a perplexed expression.

"What? Seeing me all sad boy?" Jisung mumbled, not tearing his gaze away from the ceiling. "No, you're literally killing me in this game because of your loud ass earthshaking sighs." Jeongin stated simply, laying his chin against his palm cheekily.

Jisung's brows furrowed as he turned his head to look at his friend smiling innocently. He rolled his eyes and continued to stare at the ceiling, getting lost in his thoughts once again. "Alright, all jokes aside. What's actually wrong, hyung? You haven't been this quiet since Minho and Felix got eliminated in the survival show." Jeongin asked.

"Promise not to be a childish dick about what I'm bout to spill?" Jisung muttered, avoiding his friend's eyes. "Unless you did a really hilarious stunt that caused you to slip and fall, no promises." Jeongin joked, earning a small hit from his friend.

"I'm serious, dude!" Jisung exclaimed, sitting up on his bed. "Okay, okay! What's up?" Jeongin raised his hands up defensively with a shocked expression. "I.. I made y/n upset." Jisung spoke hesitantly.

Jeongin's brows furrowed as his lips formed into a small frown. "And your point is?" he asked, confused at what's the problem. "What do you mean 'my point is'?! I made her upset!" Jisung exclaimed, giving Jeongin a nudge.

"Come on, hyung. I know you're a dumbass but surely your ass isn't dumb enough to not realize that you make her upset basically on a daily basis." Jeongin shrugged as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Which, it was at that exact moment.

"No, you prick. I made her cry!" Jisung exclaimed, falling back into his pillows and burying his face into the soft fabric. Now, this got Jeongin's full attention.

"What? How? Did you make her smell your feet or something?" he asked, earning an annoyed look from Jisung. "Okay, okay! I'm sorry. But what happened?" he exclaimed, taking a pillow as a shield as he saw Jisung ready to go out on him.

"Well," Jisung sat up again, pulling his hood on and pulling on the strings as he plays with them in between his fingers. "She was being rather quiet and I got bored, I tried to get a reaction out of her like always but she kept quiet. So I pestered her the whole day until she finally snapped."

"And when she snapped, I just kept on going and going but then she screamed at me in the middle of the streets and she was crying. Then she just stomped away to walk to the hotel herself." Jisung shrugged sadly, guilt filling his stomach as he recalled your teary eyes.

"Dude. That's fucked up. Didn't you know the poor girl's grandma passed away?" Jeongin tsked in disappointment, folding his arms and shaking his head. His actions reminded Jisung of Bang Chan in this sort of situation. Man, he misses that guy.

"What? Her fucking grandma died?!" Jisung exclaimed in shocked, guilt filling him up even more. "Dude, no one told me!" Jisung ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "Didn't you hear Yeoreum telling us, more specifically you, to leave her along to grief this morning at the makeup room?" Jeongin scolded.

"I couldn't hear shit! I had airpods on!" Jisung groaned. "So that's why she was so damn sad the whole day! Fuck, I should've just left her alone before she snapped." Jisung whined, collapsing to his pillows once again. He felt like shit. He was the type to joke around but he didn't mean to make people cry when doing so.

"You fucked up bad, buddy." Jeongin patted his hyung's back, grabbing the switch as he leaned against the headboard to leave his friend wallow in the pit of guilt of his own actions. Jeongin's eyes darted from his switch to his friend who was dramatically sulking into his pillows.

"I fucking said, 'you're acting as if somebody fucking died'. I'm a jackass, fuck." Jisung's voice was muffled by the thick fabric but audible enough for his maknae to hear him. Jeongin let out a groan, "my fucking God."

He scratched his head, "if your dramatic ass really feel that guilty, you could just be a normal person, which I doubt you are, and you know. Apologize." Jeongin suggested in a tone that stated the obvious.

Jisung's head shot up in excitement, his eyes wide. "Right! Apologizing existed! Dude, you're a genius!" Jisung grabbed Jeongin's shoulders and shook him vigorously. Jeongin gave him a double chin disgusted frown, pushing his friend's hands off of him.

"It's called thinking. You should try it sometime." he replied shortly. "Wait, but how am I suppose to do that?" Jisung asked with a pout. "I don't know man. That's your problem. Seriously, I came here to hang out and use your switch as if it were my own. Not act like Channie-hyung and become a dad, ew gross." Jeongin shivered in disgust at the thought.

"Don't you have your own switch, though?" Jisung's brows furrowed in confusion. "Well yeah, but you have more games." Jeongin shrugged with a grin. "Bruh, if you want my games so much just borrow some." Jisung shoved Jeongin who gave a small laugh.

"Really? Okay, then. Adios, my dude." Jeongin grabbed Jisung's switch and quickly exited his room before his friend could chase after him. "I didn't mean you could take my switch! JEONGIN. HEY-" Jisung shouted before he heard the door click shut.

Jisung bit his lip as he stood in front of your hotel room door with a bag of your favourite drink in hand and some onigiri and mochis in the other bag. Without wasting another second, he knocked on your door and patiently waited for you to open the door.

His foot tapping against the carpet floor as he heard small footsteps from the other side of the door. The door clicked open, revealing you in your pajamas looking all sleepy. You looked at him with a blank unamused expression, gazing at him from his small smile to the sole of his sneakers tapping impatiently on the carpet floor.

You closed the door as if he was just a person walking by, but he stuck his foot in to hault the door from closing. "Y/N-" Jisung started before he let out a small noise as he felt you push harder against the door. "Fuck off." you mumbled in a hoarse exhausted voice.

"Y/N, hear me out." Jisung tried to reason as he pushed the door back with his foot as hard as he can as you both fought against the door. "No, you and your donkey personality can just fuck off!" you exclaimed, putting your back into closing that damn door.

"I brought you your favorite drink, mochis and onigiris! What more do you want in order for you to hear me out for just two seconds?" Jisung exclaimed, feeling you hault your movements at the mention of your favorite foods.

"You what?" your head poked out of the doorway as you eyed him suspiciously, realizing that he was carrying a bag of your favourite foods in his hands. "Why?" you asked with a raise of your brow.

Jisung opened his mouth to say something but closed his mouth when he realised that he doesn't know what to say now that he finally grew some balls to apologize after sulking for thirty minutes in his room. 'Fuck,' he thought, 'I didn't fully think this through.'

"Well?" you raised your brow, gesturing him to continue with his words. "I... I heard bout your grandma and I just wanna say I'm sorry for being an inconsiderate asshole and I want to say my deepest condolences to you. Please accept these foods as a token of my apology so we can go back to being friends again." Jisung blabbered, avoiding eye contact as he shyly spoke, his ears turning red involuntarily.

Your eyebrows raised in surprise as he stretched out his hand to give you the bags. "You're here for that? And you consider me as your friend!?" you exclaimed, dumbfounded at the boy's actions infront of you.

Jisung's brows furrowed as he looked up at you with an offended look, "of course I consider you as a friend! You don't consider me as one?" he pouted, his hands going down as his expression saddened.

"Well, with your fucking attitude towards me I thought you had some sort of grudge against me as if my ancestor killed yours or something." you shrugged. "The ancestors thing might be a possibility. But you're funny when you get riled up. I never hated you, y/n. I felt like shit when I saw you cr-" he whined.

"Don't even say that word, I was being sentimental and emotional." you cut him off and cringed the embarrassing memory of crying dramatically in public. "Okay, sheesh. What Im saying is, I'm sorry for going too far with my antics and I want you to have this." he handed you the bags with a small smile.

You bit your lip as you accepted the bags in your hand and gave him a smile. "You're alright, Jisung." you nodded. "Does that mean you forgive me?" Jisung grinned, stepping closer to you as he practically towered over you.

"Dude, I forgave you three seconds ago. Go to sleep its like 11 PM, we have to shoot scenes first thing in the morning tomorrow." you chuckled, putting down the bags on the floor and gently pushed him, eliciting a laugh from him.

"Alright. Alright. Good night," Jisung giggled as he walked towards his door. "Goodnight to you too, Han. Thanks for the food by the way." you smiled, leaning so you could see him standing infront of his doorway, giving him a small wave before getting inside and closing your door.

You picked up the bags and lay them on your nightstand, checking to see what that ridiculous boy had bought you. Something inside caught your eye as you reached a hand down the bag and pulled out the object in sight.

You bit your lip, smiling as you saw a bouquet of lavender wrapped together with a small silk, some small carnations adding some colour to the bouquet. That boy really is something.

Jisung leaned back to see you pick up the bag he brought you before closing your hotel door. He sighed to himself, biting back a smile as he thought bout your reaction to his small gift inside.

He noticed how you kept looking in awe at the lavenders nearby, longing to pick one of them so he went down to the nearest bouquet shop and bought the most eye-catching lavender bouquet they had.

He chuckled to himself, wishing he could see your reaction when you see his gift as he fidget his hands around his pockets to pull out his key card to his room. He soon frowned when he doesn't feel his card anywhere in his pockets.

He pulled out his wallet to check if his card was there. Unfortunately, it wasn't there. He locked himself out. 'Fuck my life.' he thought before jogging down the hall to Jeongin's room where he knocked nervously.

Jeongin opened the door with his bed hair looking like an untamed mane as he squinted sleepily at his friend. "Hey Jeongin-" Jisung greeted nervously before Jeongin shut the door to his face.

"Asshole!" Jisung exclaimed in a soft voice but loud enough for the younger boy to hear him from the other side of the door. Jisung clicked his tongue as he pulled out his phone and dialed the only person he knew who could help him.

"Manager-nim! My favorite hyung! How are you?" he laughed as he walked towards his manager's room nervously. "You're gonna be laughing your eyes out when you hear me out. So. I got a little problem..."

I was so motivated to write with all the comments that wanted me to make more of Lavender Antics like Bruh I didnt think this would be so popular💞💞😳😭

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pokefanbri · 4 years

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For you.

Nomatter our storms, I glowed bright while with you, so much that I'd do anything for you, even take a bullet. I know you glowed around me too. My heart felt vibrations it never knew it had. But now I dont just glow, I burn brighter than a thousand suns & for myself. But dont forget the light I shined into your life. When you needed me most, I was always there. To not be that for me, well..the way things were left should've shown me you were never willing to have my back in return like I always suspected. Something broke in you, early on it was though you were lost, not the same, different than the spontaneous romantic man that I used to know & boredom of me set in quick. My light dwindled thereon but I still shined it on you anyway. Depression can affect so much i know, dont let it, but if it does take a stand & do something differently to help the situation at hand

Sweetheart you broke my spirt, I trusted you not to hurt & let me down. I was unacceptable to you, but i accepted you. No girl deserves that treatment to their heart. You may guard yours til you find what your looking for, but 1st find what you're missing, know how you affect, actually care about a girls feelings & yes even more than your own if u wanna make her happy. Love is when you go out of your way to make someone happy..its feeling happy with someone by your side..but u lost that.. your light.

Thats all i did & making sure you were was a full time job...u lost interest anyway, but you didnt care about mine as much...my happiness was everything to do with you babe...you're all i had up there. What would happen if i did go to work then, would u go behind my back with some1 else or wait for me to come home with backrubs at the ready? actually fucked my life up because i trusted you when I shouldn't have, & didnt have to result to that all either 😔 Dont hurt a girls heart for the sake of protecting yours, from ever being shown. You expect someone to do anything for u out of love, expect them to listen of your promises of love but then cannot deliver the same.

Why do you hate me my love, what did i ever do to deserve an unjust chance with you at all. Why did you try to be with me if you weren't expecting love to happen. Ive never met someone so heartless toward someone else's. Love knows no bounds, apparently you do.

This is extremely important. Sweetheart the more you hold back, the more it makes it so much harder to find...Believe that. Your heart needs vulnerability so you can feel it. God if u felt the way do..in any relationship really, your heart might beat for the 1st time. Its a bizarre & great feeling cuz u just know, its the heartbreak that follows which hurts so much.

You treated me like i was a bad influence after things were said & done, made me out to be the bad guy, but I wasn't at all. I was damn good to you babe 😔 I deserve to be treated fairly. But the more i was ignored, the more my health was low. You affect me in a good way, but also in a way that was destroying me. 90% of my sobbing was over you not being there for me.

My point is, dont ever let someone down again, do not betray them, do not treat them like you do a random on xbox, sympathize & relate, be more accepting of others. Be better for their sake & your own. Open your heart..even if you guard it to not be hurt..thats just part of the experience.

It killed you to be alone before, you're right back where you started...and now I'm in the same boat. As much as i should hate you I can't, cause nomatter how much you hurt me or hurt eachother...the limitless forgiveness I get from God, our experiences & kindness together and just the shitty timing of 2020 prevents my heart from pushing you out completely.

If I could have the "if we were still alone with no kids & tired of the bs at age 35-40ish" pact with any best friend, id reserve it for you babe hands down. You are best guy friend afterall, whether you consider me one idk. And if u ever want dating advice & whatever help u need regarding a relationship, im here to give any encouraging advice ❤

Few last words. I found the broadcast of her memorial & sat with undivided attention, was like I was at church again 😊 loved the welcoming warmth. Saw you speak, heard what you said, you spoke well but were so sad i wanted to hold you & take your pain away 😥 I broke down as I sit there thinking of your grandma & how I would've loved to meet her. I was praying..speaking to her as if she were listening & ofcourse about u, praying for u & asking for her God & all my passed loved ones to lay their hands on me & pray with me. A breezy chill ran up my spine & I calmly paused...but then i continued to cry even harder & fell to my knees, i know I was heard. Hope u dont dismiss my heart to heart writing if u find them. I give great advice..somewhere in all the nonsense 🤔 jk. That scar on my left leg from your basement steps 😂 you left your mark on me in that way as well, you'll always be a part of me. Ive continued my progress from up there, I began to change the things u didnt like but kept going after things ended. I've quit smoking & feel/look better than I have in ages..whilst still keepin u in mind, I have you to thank 100%. U know how much of a dick you are lol knock it off. U best not turn into a bitter old man rather than sweet as sugar. Accept her, eachother at your worst, & she'll be the best...& you'll be the best for her too. Hope you grow & get to experience true mutual love 1 day. Nobody will take care of your needs if u simply don't for them.

You were an awesome & beautiful waste of my time. Let 2021 be hopefully different & less shitty for us both. Protect yourself & stay safe out there. Pray to God everyday & ask for healing. You're definitely a Trip to remember, see u around someday friend

I have nothing else to say.

❤👋

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prissypickle · 6 years

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Caius’s Mate Chapter Four

I paced thinking of a plan. Fake an injury? No, they will never believe me. Escape? No, how in the hell can I escape a locked room. Break the window and climb out? Maybe, I went over to the window looking out. Okay never mind. It's a good 40 foot drop. I'll die. What to do, what to do. An idea popped in my head. Trash the room and make as much noise as possible. They can't ignore you then.

I headed over to the bed stand grabbing the lamp throwing it as hard as I could against the wall screaming as I did so. Wow that felt good. I kicked over the bed stand kicking it as hard as I could trashing it to peices. I went over to the dresser. "FUCK YOU!" I screamed taking out each dresser, which was empty. Throwing it against the wall breaking it. Very soon there was a whole in the wall.

All the anger in me coming out. Hell, I was enjoying completely trashing this room that I was trapped in. I went to the bathroom punching the mirror as hard as I could. Shards going everywhere. Blood surfaced on my hands. I winced, peices of glass stuck in my hand. I took it out and wrapped it in toilet paper.

I went over to the glass door showers and kicking it repeatedly, soon it shattered. I headed to grab a large shard of glass and headed to the room and decided to tear up the bed.

Screaming curse words as I did. Moment later I was grabbed from behind and spun around to look at Alec.

He looked pissed. I looked at his mouth as he started to speak. I couldn't tell what he was yelling.

Okay maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

He paused for a minute speaking once again waiting for me to respond.

He spoke once more, smacking me hard across the face. Tears immediately surfaced just out of reaction. "What the fuck?!" I gasped. He started yelling again.

"I can't hear you," I looked down. Tears falling, the burning sensation from his hand still on my cheek.

He made me look at him. "What in the hell were you thinking?!" He said slow enough for me to catch.

Looking down avoiding eye contact. He screams something at me. I felt his breath in my face.

Tears fell hard. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "I didn't want to stay," I tried to pull away.

He pulled grabbed my arm hard, basically dragging me out of the room. He dragged me to the room where all my friends were killed. I looked around tense knowing I was in big trouble.

Him and the man were having a conversation which I couldn't translate. I just looked at them fearing for my life. Maybe now they will kill me too.

The man looked at me. "Give her 50 lashes," he said glaring seeming frustrated.

"Woah woah. Wait what?!" I gasped backing up.

Alec came towards me grabbing my arm. "Wait what are you going to do to me," I said fear in my eyes.

He pulled me out if the room looking at me. "Sorry," he said taking me down to this weird. Dungeon type place. This can't be real. This can't be happening.

He immediately pushed me to the ground as soon as we were there. On the wall in front of me there were all sorts of whips. He goes over and grabbed one that has spikes on it.

He looked at me and spoke slowly and clearly. "Look. I tried for less. Try to sit still," he said sighing.

I looked at him fear in my eyes. "What are you doing?"

"You were bad so you must be punished," he said.

I looked down. Oh gosh I'm their slave.

He moved behind me. "What are you doing?" I moved away. It was no use I couldn't hear him.

All of a sudden I felt a hard strike on my back then a sharp pain. I let out a loud yelp. "What are you doing?!" I yelled squirming to move away.

He pulled be back to the place to where I was supposed to be. Another hard strike was felt. "STOP IT!" I cried out arching my back trying to move away from the pain.

I felt a third strike. I moved away standing. My back now stinging.

Alec pushed me back down pinning my arms above my head, cuffing them to the wall quicker than I could snap my fingers.

"Stop it let me go!" I gasped. Fear in my voice, completely panicking, not able to breathe.

He shook his head and striked me again. I pulled my hands hard. Tears forming. "Please stop I'm sorry. I wont do it again!" I cried out. "Fuck," I moved towards the wall feeling another strike.

"Alec please... I wont do it again," I winced.

"I don't have a choice," he said sympathy in his eyes.

"You don't have to do this," I whispered fear in my eyes.

"I do," he said. "Try to relax..." he said.

"Have you been whipped before?!" I squealed. "It's not relaxing!"

He sighs. "I have to do 46 more," he said.

"I cant do it... I cant..." my body trembling.

"Im sorry," he said.

I looked away tears flowing down as I felt another strike.

There was a long pause before I felt the sharp stinging pain.

The strikes became quicker. 30 seconds between each strike. The worst part of it was knowing what was coming.

He tapped my shoulder. I looked at him pure fear in my eyes. I had never been so scared in my entire life. "Im half way through," he said.

I was too scared to even nod. I just looked back at the wall. Part of my back was stinging in pain while the most of it was completely numb.

My toes curled as he continued to strike me.

One. I counted in my head trying to focus on something other than the pain. 24 more.

I winced as I felt another strike. 23.

I felt my whole body tremble. My hands begin to go numb. 22.

Deep breaths it's almost over. 21.

Only 21 left. You're stronger than you think. 20.

I can't feel my arms. 19.

Or my back. 18.

At least the pain is going away. 17.

But how damaged is my skin. 16.

Its must be bad if you cant feel anything. 15.

How are you going to take care of yourself. These will probably get infected. 14.

I need to find a way to leave. If I stay I'm going to die here. 13.

I hurt from kneeling. 12.

You're almost there. I know you're shaking. But you can do it. 11.

My whole body was trembling I was having a hard time staying upright.

Keep still. Keep still. Keep still. 10.

He will make it worse if you struggle. 9.

I want my mom. 8.

I never should've came to Italy. 7.

Are they getting harder. 6.

Yes. Yes they are. 5.

I swear he is going to kill me. 4.

These people are bad people. 3.

They should all die in a sink hole. 2.

You did it. 1.

I let out a gasp feeling the last one.

He put down the whip and unchained me. Immediately I fell to the floor curled onto my side. Tears falling. My arm hurt too bad to move. Hell, I can barely feel my arms. I looked at him shaking.

He came towards me, standing over me. I looked up at him, fear in my eyes. "Are you okay?" He asks.

I shook my head no. "I wanna go home,"

He sighs bending down to pick me up. "Let me help you," he said.

I flinched back scared of his touch. "No..." I whimpered.

He sighs. "It's the least I can do... I don't want you down here," he said

I closed my eyes. "Fine," my teeth chattered.

The next thing I know he picked me up carrying me.

I let out a loud cry as he picked me up. He carried me to a room. He brought me to the bathroom drawing a bath. He filled it up with warm water helping me undress, placing me in the tub.

I gasped wanting out not liking it. It burns so bad. I looked at the water as it began to run red. "Im bleeding?!" I gasped.

"Calm down I'm helping," he said taking my hand.

"It hurts," I whined.

"I know. I'll give you something in a moment," he said and poured water over my back. The water turning a bright red.

Fear surged through me. I've never had an injury like this before in my entire life.

After he cleaned my wounds he pat dried me with a towel helping me to the bed. He had me lay on my stomach. I winced and groaned as he touched my back, putting antibiotic cream on it.

Tears fell onto the pillow. This is the worse pain of my entire life.

He headed out and got me a pill "this should help," he said handing me it and a glass of water.

I gladly took it not really caring if it was pain medication or a poison pill.

I looked at him tears falling.

"Go to sleep," he said.

I closed my eyes trying to go to sleep. Soon the medication kicked in and pain started to go away and I slowly fell asleep.

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Shinestars are so crazy, man sent selfies and everyone's like HWATITIES, MOMMY MOMMY! Even though we can barely see the tits, I mean I did stare... can't say I didn't 🤪

Reminds me of this https://twitter.com/DiaryAtiny/status/1436321792788811787?t=e0pACqciRxHAyPLerw-SDQ&s=19 photo where I immediately knew it was Seonghwa (because of the trousers) and some people were like NOOO CAN'T BE HWA

Then he had the audacity to be soft and recommend Lover... now I don't like TS tbh, but she has some catchy songs and I actually tolerate Lover, very predictable of Hwa to like it, such a lover boy.

I know I should've slapped the neck 😭 I considered poking him a few times, because he was lowkey obstructing my view but then... he was the view, lololol

Seonghwa's name is much prettier than mine though, everything about him it's pretty so unfair. Oh is Hongjoong your twin then?

Yes, I'm glad when the show aired more people gravitated towards Seojun, I was like I TOLD YOU ALL FROM THE START WTFFF. Webtoon girlies are so boring, they only talked about Suho, but drama girlies knew what's up! I think Suho and Jugyeong are too similar and that's their problem, the webtoon is still on-going so idk if they're together or not. I only hope Seojun is having and doing well.

Tomorrow is intense as hell, man is hot but miserable too, a perfect combo <3

Miss Baek I can't write anything 😭 at least not properly, I wish I could

Tbh I dropped the case at this point, cause I'm a bit tired of it and mostly of people talking shit but I wonder when and how it's gonna end...

Ususuhdhdgahsgsgysa never read a JK fic, well never read for anyone other than Ateez and sometimes Stray Kids, but that sounds about right. Noona rights ❤

I'm sorry but Hwa admitted to being a cry baby ok, it's not always my fault 😭😭😭😭

Chogiwa Hwa was 🥰🥰🥰🥰 I'm a Wolf enthusiast and defender also my Mayfly slaying together, yeah good times. Seonghwa's PAINTED NAILS PEAK ADDICTING KITTEN

Omg what if he saw that tulip personality tweet and decided to pose as a tulip... 😩 my friend met Ateez today at Amsterdam's fansign and she was so shaky and emo, bless her hahaha. - DV 💖

hi!

Shinestars are so crazy, man sent selfies and everyone's like HWATITIES, MOMMY MOMMY! Even though we can barely see the tits, I mean I did stare... can't say I didn't 🤪

BFAMDBAKDHWK HIDDIES FTW,,, MILF HWA FEEDING US AND HE KNOWS IT TOO GOD DAMNIT

FBWK FROM HIS ARMS TOO U CAN TELL,,,, DHWJ PLS THEY WERE LIKE ITS SAN BC THEY COULDN’T SEE HWA AS MESSY 😭🔫

Then he had the audacity to be soft and recommend Lover... now I don't like TS tbh, but she has some catchy songs and I actually tolerate Lover, very predictable of Hwa to like it, such a lover boy.

and when i do a ts songs with hwa au’s tHEN WHAT,,, okay but exile is so good >>> BUT END GAME IS SO GOOD anon whats ur thoughts on a race track racer au 🔫 AND I DONT WANNA LIVE FOREVER FT ZAYN WAS 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 zayn’s so hot, he’s the only hot one in 1D i said what i said 🔫

I know I should've slapped the neck 😭 I considered poking him a few times, because he was lowkey obstructing my view but then... he was the view, lololol

FBWMFBWK PLS U COULDVE 😭😭 THE SATISFYING AOUND IT WOULD MADE,,, im convinced if u poked it, it would be so soft and jiggly

Seonghwa's name is much prettier than mine though, everything about him it's pretty so unfair. Oh is Hongjoong your twin then?

u know god said im gonna have favourites and put them all in sk 😭😭 iTS UNFAIR AT HOW GORGEOUS HE IS 😭😭😭 i think NOT IN A DELULU WAY theres similarities!

YEAH THE WEBTOON GIRLIES WERE ALL OVER SUHO BUT THE KDRAMA ONES KNEW THE REAL DEAL,,, i watch some edit videos of seojun and jug and 😭😭😭😭 tHEYRE SO FUNNG PLS oh the webtoon’s still ongoing i gave up so long ago the author fr stretching it atp

Tomorrow is intense as hell, man is hot but miserable too, a perfect combo <3 Miss Baek I can't write anything 😭 at least not properly, I wish I could

MISS DEJA VU ANON I KNOW U CAN !!! THAT DELULU HWA DREAM FBMWHDSK PLS WRITE A FIC ONE DAY ABT IT FHWKFH 😭😭 I WILL GIVE U MY ONE KIDNEY FOR IT

Tbh I dropped the case at this point, cause I'm a bit tired of it and mostly of people talking shit but I wonder when and how it's gonna end...

HMMM MAKES SENSE,, yeah the ending makes me a little weary but i just hope justice is served fr he deserves it after all this 😭😭

Ususuhdhdgahsgsgysa never read a JK fic, well never read for anyone other than Ateez and sometimes Stray Kids, but that sounds about right. Noona rights ❤

YOUVE NEVER??? okay but like most jk fics r like bad hoys or oVERLY DOM characters,, i find myself reading taehyung fics more fbfb OH do u also have certain members u literally CANNOT read for??? NOONA RIGHTS FHWK I WILL GIVE THAT IN A SAN FIC TOO

I'm sorry but Hwa admitted to being a cry baby ok, it's not always my fault 😭😭😭😭

LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭😭 HES THE WHINY CRY BABY DBWN his mom was right with that nickname she gave him,,, I MEAN OPPOSITES ATTRACT BESTIE THE MEAN AND THE NICE 🤌🏼

Chogiwa Hwa was 🥰🥰🥰🥰 I'm a Wolf enthusiast and defender also my Mayfly slaying together, yeah good times. Seonghwa's PAINTED NAILS PEAK ADDICTING KITTEN

CHOGIWA HWA GDQKJDKQHDKQ tbh wolf wasnt bad if u dont pay attention to the lyrics or the awoo’s, the vocals 🤌🏼😮‍💨 YES FBWMFH MAYFLY SO CUTE 😭😭 EVERYTIME I SEE RED HAIR HWA MY MIND IMMEDIATELY GOES TO ADDICTING KITTEN

Omg what if he saw that tulip personality tweet and decided to pose as a tulip... 😩 my friend met Ateez today at Amsterdam's fansign and she was so shaky and emo, bless her hahaha. - DV 💖

😭😭😭😭 HE’S FR A TULIP PLS SHE DID??? SHE DID??? PLS FBKWHDKWBDKW TAKE HER RIGHTS AWAY IF SHE WAS THAT DREAM ONE 😭😭 omg that’s so coolio tho id be shaking too trying to find which page needs to be signed 😭😭

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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