#off looks like the softest sweetheart in glasses

[khaopybara]

❝There are 24 hours in a day. Your medical studies take up 16 hours, and you have less than 4 hours for sleep. This could seriously kill you, man.❞

OFF JUMPOL as TEN (who wears glasses and I hope he wears glasses for the entire show)

[yanderestarangel]

HEADKANONS MK1 | SOFT!BI HAN | COMFORT AND SMUT EDITION

TW: daddykink, care, comfort, soft behavior, afab anatomy, v!sex, fingering, eat out, praise, somnophilia.

A/N: just needed to write more of his soft smut

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Is a man who likes to be a caregiver. He likes to spoil you and know when you need support and help, he is observant so he can tell when you are bad or not, if he notices this he will bring you a glass of water or put his hand on your head, asking if you need something. "-You look bad dear... I like to see you happy, not like this."

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who spoils you with gifts, using the Lin Kuei's funds, no one will know, after all he is the grand master - buying expensive gifts, silver, gold and diamond jewelry that match your eyes, or clothes in the most luxurious fabrics and look good in your body, he will hand you the bags and sit on the bed telling you to change your clothes for him.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who will carry you on his shoulder easily, with one of his arms he will grab your smaller body, carrying you around, showing off his S/O to everyone - he likes to carry you on his shoulders and feel your thighs squeeze his face, while your hands caress the top of his head.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who will give you kisses every morning, long kisses on your forehead, while whispering how well you did last night, and how beautiful you looked with his marks on your soft skin.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who after a full day, he praises you, seeing how mentally tired you are, massaging your shoulders with some sweet aroma oil, his hands will massage you from your neck to your back, touching all the most tired spots and aching, enjoying every satisfied moan and happy sigh you give to his cool, soft touch. "-You try so hard for me, let me take care of you sweetheart." Right after the massage, he will help you take a hot or cold shower - it depends on your preference at the time - while watching you, he joins you, massaging your breasts lightly, he knows how much you love his touch and that effect it has on you - but that time, he will just stay there, hugging you as the water falls over the two of you, bodies pressed together and naked, only the splash of water and sweet praise from the grand master's voice can be heard.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who peppers your face with kisses, smiling slightly as he does them, while the two of you prepare something to eat together and watch your favorite movie, he will whisper in your ear to tickle you and see you laugh sweetly, Bi Han would fall more and more in love that you smiled because of him, never tired of saying that you should smile more, otherwise you might end up like him - a bad-tempered grand master -

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who gets the most comfortable and softest pillows, and warmest sheets, arranging a comfortable space on the big sofa, while he watches you choose the movie, he won't complain, even if it's a horrible movie for him, after all, he just wants to make you happy after a busy day.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who will smile at the choice of clothes you made, just a loose shirt of his on your body, with nothing underneath and yet, you looked like the most beautiful person in the world to him. "-You brought everything to watch the movie, right? After you play, I don't want any complaints that you forgot to pick up something, ok, little hunter?" He joked as he watched you go in his direction, hugging his arm, enjoying the cold of your cyromancer boyfriend's body.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who realizes that you're not paying that much attention to the movie, but that you're sleepy, but mostly horny, rubbing yourself against him, while moaning softly. "-Oh baby... do you need help to cum? just ask me ." Bi Han speaks calmly, placing a kiss on your lips and lightly placing his hand at your entrance, letting you rub yourself against his fingers, while he felt your clit pulsate and you melt even more under his touch. "-Are you having fun bunny? Do you want more than my fingers?" the grandmaster moans hoarsely when he sees you agree, while the only light that illuminates your body is that of the TV, making the atmosphere even more intimate and tempting for Bi Han. "-Come my angel, let me take care of you and prove how much I love you."

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who lets you rub yourself against his muscular thighs, your hands resting on his shoulders while you moan sleepily and desperately, your clit rubbing against the length of his groin, getting dangerously close to his cock, he wanted to feel you on his thick shaft, on other occasions he I would order you to jump on his dick immediately, but not that night, that night was yours, and he was going to make you happy and comfortable as much as possible. "-Keep doing what feels good for you, just keep moaning beautifully like that, my love..." He watches as you continue rubbing against him, loving seeing your body swaying, his hands slowly guided you onto his cock, no penetration, just your pussy rubbing against his pulsing and hot member, making you even more sleepy and wet. "-Just say the word, darling. And daddy will give you everything you need." Bi Han growled, as he moaned hoarsely, watching your wet cunt rub against every exposed vein on his cock.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who you deny it, and insist on just rubbing yourself against his length, he will understand, while squeezing your breast, smiling and moaning when he sees you satisfy like that, in a short time his abdomen will be dirty with juices from the two of you mixed together, a wet mess, but he will encourage you to continue by telling you how good you make him feel. "-Fuck you're so beautiful like that, that tight pussy just making me cum like that, a good boy/girl for daddy isn't it?" he spoke like a hiss, like the purest silk, looking you in the eyes, he knew you would want more and more pleasure, drunk with sleep and the pleasure of his cock.

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who lies down behind you on the sofa, pulling the soft duvet on both bodies, he will place one of his arms under your head, and whisper to you to focus only on the pleasure and on your favorite movie that was still playing on the screen , as he slowly slid his pulsating, cum-smeared shaft under the covers, slowly entering your wet, needy hole. Your body trembled in front of him, your soft moans filling the air as he fucked you. "-You feel so good, baby. So warm and tight." he murmured, leaning down to nibble your earlobe. "-Cum for Daddy. Let all your stress and tension disappear, just close your eyes and let me take care of everything." He encouraged you, his cock pumped inside your wet pussy, you closed your eyes, the sensation of your peak came quickly, making you hold onto one of the pillows, as you milked Bi Han's cock and moaned his name, whimpering for sensation in your core. "-You're so beautiful when you come on my cock little angel, I could fuck you forever, just to see your pretty face contort with pleasure every time."

♡ SOFT! BI HAN - Who continues with his dick buried inside your pussy, giving small slow and hot thrusts, while massaging your hips. "-That's right, I keep you warm all night long... Sleep tight baby boy/girl, daddy is right here with you." He whispered, pulling the sheet over both of you as you settled into a comfortable position, he stayed there, until he saw his shaft soften and come out of you, he watched you sleep and gently cleaned you, turning off the TV while sighing - laying down on your side again, he fulfilled his promise, keeping you warm for the rest of the night -

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

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↳ ❝¡ROMANCE TROPES WITH SKZ!❞

Hyung line x gn reader

Genre - fluff

wordcount - 1.3k (300+ words per member)

An - I hope you guys like it. ill be posting the maknae line later today or latest by tomorrow. if you like them, let me know if you would like full fics for each of them. if you like it please like and reblog. feedback is appreciated. Let me know if you want to be tagged in the maknae line.

Chan - love at first sight `*:;,．★

You were on your way home, talking to your friend on your phone. You bumped into someone when you cut the call to put your phone back into your bag. His drink spilt all over you, and he began profusely apologising to you. When you finally got him to stop, you were able to take a good look at him. He was the most beautiful and kindest-looking man you had ever seen.  He felt the same when he looked at you. To make it up to you, he asked you if he could take you out to a cafe. “I don't even know your name” “I’m chan” “Y/n” “can you please say yes or no cause I feel so bad and I really want to make it up to you.” You obviously said yes. 

You exchanged numbers and an hour later he sent you a text. You guys decided to meet at a local cafe the following week. You had expected it to be extremely casual, so you swooned when you saw that he had bought you flowers. He bought you a drink and you sat down in the back of the cafe. The conversation between you two started as small talk, but it changed into much more. You both seemed to get along so well, that you stayed there talking for hours and only left when the cafe was about to close. 

Chan, being the absolute sweetheart he was, walked you all the way back home. “I really hope we can do this again,” he said, looking at you with the softest gaze you had ever seen. “I would too” you replied in an instant, feeling like you would float with how happy you were. “Can I kiss you” chan whispered. “Yes.” And when you felt his lips on yours, you knew he was the one.

Minho - enemies to lovers `*:;,．★

You don't know how it started, you both probably started off on the wrong foot. But lee Minho was the most infuriating man you had ever met. When the two of you were together, it was like sodium with water. You were absolutely positive that you would never get along. He thought the same. You were both at Changbin’s party. There were a lot of people who you didn't know. Halfway through the party, you found yourself sitting in the back of the party, a glass in your hand waiting for Felix to stop socialising so that you could leave or at least not feel left out. 

As time went on you realised that Felix was only going to be able to talk to you once the party was over so you decided to leave. You almost did until you were stopped by Minho. “So typical of you to just leave the party when it's just starting,” he said while following you out the door. “Yes I was about to leave but what about you?” “I'm coming with you, obviously, did you really think I was going to miss a chance to annoy you.”

 But to both of your surprise, he didn't. You were pretty sure that was the first time you had a civil conversation with him. You talked for hours and learnt a lot about him. This was the first of multiple times where you two would leave parties to just talk and hang out. He was much nicer to you and even behaved like a softie, which you would never point out the cause so were you. The feeling you had towards him had flipped a switch. Once when you were leaving the party Minho grabbed hold of your arm. “Can this time be something more than a hangout” “do you mean a date” “only if you want it to be” “of course”

Changbin - best friend brother `*:;,．★

Changbin was off-limits. But that never stopped dreaming about him. He was so close but so far away. As your brother's best friend and gym bro, you saw him almost every day. But that didn't mean that you ever got used to seeing him in all his glory. To your dismay, not only was he the most attractive man you had ever met, but also the nicest. Being around him was always so difficult cause all you wanted to do was kiss him. Being your brother's closest friend meant that your parents loved him. And that resulted in him being invited to your family vacation. 

As if things couldn't get any worse, he was sitting right next to the entire drive there. You couldn't help but look his way with loving glances. You blushed and looked away any time he caught you staring. It wasn't like he minded it, he thought you were so cute when you did. You had a room to yourself in the place you were staying, your parents sharing one and changing and your brother in the other. It was not supposed to change until your brother happened to fall ill on the first day of the week-long trip. 

You all decided that your brother would get a room to himself to not spread the illness so that the rest of you could enjoy the trip. You did not realise what that meant until Changbin walked into your room. You tried your best to not let him know how nervous you were, and you thought you succeeded, until this man said, “You're so cute right now” your heart was about to burst out of your chest. “You can calm down, I really like you too. I wanted to tell you all day but since you were too shy to look at me I had your brother fake being sick,” he stated, as he pulled you into his arms. “You like me” “of course I like you silly, now let me give you a kiss, or at least give you the best cuddles of your life."

Hyunjin - fake dating `*:;,．★

You had a history of terrible exes. When you found out that your ex was stalking you, and trying to win back your love, you did the only thing that would work. You were going to date the one man who they really hated, Hwang Hyunjin. You could barely just tolerate Hyunjin yourself but desperate times called for desperate measures. You almost begged him to say yes, but it suited his circumstances. He was in desperate need to hide away from some of the girls who were obsessed with him. 

You both knew that it needed to look real. So the only thing you weren't supposed to do was kiss each other on the lips. And any hugging and other pda were not done when people weren't around. When people heard you were dating, everyone was shocked and happy for you. You didn't expect people to love you guys as a couple that much. Even though you weren't really dating, since you had to spend so much time together, a friendship blossomed. But just like every fake relationship, feelings also arose. Hyunjin was always so sweet to you, buying you flowers, taking you on dates, sleeping in together and even gifting you a painting of his for your birthday, that you fell harder than you have ever had before. 

When you realised the extent to which your feelings were, you had two choices, either you would ‘breakup’ with him to hide your feelings, or you would confess and risk ruining what you had. You didn't want Hyunjin to hate you, so you decided to confess. You were at his place on his couch, watching a movie when you decided to confess. “Um, Hyunjin?” “yea sweetheart” your heart was bursting in your chest, maybe he felt the same. “I like you” “I like you too” “I mean I like like you” “I like like you as well” “are you just repeating what I'm saying or do actually like me back, are u being honest or-” he broke your train of thought and words by pressing his lips on yours. His lips were so soft against yours and you felt so blissful. “Does that answer your question, or do I need to kiss the doubt out of you.” “you may have to kiss me some more to confirm it”

[baddestbittyontheblock]

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-The one where moody Emo!Wanda has a bad morning, but luckily, she also has a soft spot saved for her girlfriend.

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-Having a little 'alone time' while your roommate was at work seemed like a great way to relieve some stress. What could go wrong?

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-there's no line wanda wouldn’t cross to protect you.

⑅୨୧* love language wanda maximoff x fem!civilianreader | just some fluff. Mentions of hearing loss and sign languages.

-After Thanos, Wanda retires, along with a long term effect from all the missions she had and then she met you.

⑅୨୧* maybe you were the ocean wanda maximoff x gn!reader | heavy angst, character death, bittersweet ending

-wanda was... an open-ended chapter in your life.

⑅୨୧* sweetheart wanda maximoff x fem!reader | minors dni. smut!!, bit of angst?, kinda fluffy towards the end, milf!wanda, mommy!dom!wanda, babysitter!reader, bottom!reader, unspecified age gap, jealousy, mommy kink, fingering (r! receiving), multiple orgasms, mutual pining.

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-being divorced from wanda maximoff implies never getting over her.

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⑅୨୧* don't keep to yourself wanda maximoff x reader

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⑅୨୧* the world won't stop for us wanda maximoff x reader

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-iryna maximoff pays her daughter a visit, and wanda must learn to balance living with her ever-complicated mother while navigating her rocky relationship with you, her stepdaughter.

⑅୨୧* shower thoughts wanda maximoff x fem!reader | 18+ ONLY; MINORS+MEN DNI. not proof read. masturbation, exhibitionism but like in private?, top!wanda, degradation, kind of praise?, shower sex, heavy orgasm control, vibrators, oral (r receiving), fingering (both), etc etc you get all that. this is smutty, 1.4k

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⑅୨୧* endlessly wanda maximoff x reader

-you’ll learn to like your coffee black, if it means forgetting the way her blood stained your hands.

⑅୨୧* new family wanda maximoff x fem!Reader x natasha romanoff | pregnant!reader, smut, and cursing, 6k

-your wives help you through your pregnancy. no matter how hard it gets for the three of you.

⑅୨୧* love language wanda maximoff x fem!civilianreader | fluff, mentions of hearing loss, sign languages.

-after thanos, wanda retires, along with a long term effect from all the missions she had and then she met you.

⑅୨୧* are you an angel or devil? wanda maximoff x reader | 18+!!! smut, mommy wanda, d/s, strap-ons, ass groping, halloween costumes w short skirts, degradation kind of, 1.1k

-kitchen strap-on sex on halloween

[xotication]

☆,

gamer bf kaneki..

he def plays ow, val, cod, & fort.. all the sluttiest games a man can play.

trust he sweats in each game too.

he'd be caught dead before he's ever bad at a game ..

he literally spends most of all his days gaming, it's a lil insane how much he just lets it rot his brain

he never rage quits but he screams so much & it's hilarious

eventually he realizes that he hasn't given you any attention & tells his friends that he has to get off for a couple hours, just for you

ken decides to start streaming one day & that day marked your fucken demise

he sets up a hand & face cam.. when you're against it, he's so confused.

you're sat there for at least ten minutes explaining to him how girls will go feral for this

one day you tune into his stream & you see multiple comments like "for free??" "wish he'd play with me" "why's he kinda.." "the veins.."

on one hand you're jealous, but on the other- you're happy knowing that he's your boyfriend

"baby can you bring me some water please" ken says in the softest voice ever, it damn near has you topple over nd roll around

you bring it to him nd he thanks you with a couple pecks

the chat is going absolutely wild?? both over his voice & him actually not being single

but what could they expect?

ken was a good looking, handsome, pretty, charming boy.. & literally every other word you could think of

he always had that sleepy look & he usually paired it with blue light glasses that made him look all the more nerdy

sometimes he'd even be shirtless & his collarbone would have you gasping for air

on some days ken didn't care about streaming

he'd sit you next to him or even on him & just have you watch him play

he'd look towards you after hitting the nastiest shots/clips on kids to make sure you saw it

some days you ask him if he wants to play minecraft with you & he never objects.. he will always make time for you when you ask for it

he introduces you to the game "it takes two" and streams when the two of you play

everyone ends up loving the dynamic you have & the way you treat each other

eventually chat starts suggesting that ken teaches you how to play the other try hard games.. so he starts with the easier one: fortnite

you think to yourself why any of them thought this would be easy for you bc it has you screaming for kaneki's help half the time you get into a close combat gunfight

he tries teaching you how to build & you end up putting random walls & stairs everywhere

he just laughs at you bc he genuinely finds it easy & can't seem to understand why it's difficult for you ??

"no sweetheart, you actually have to have structure behind your building" "i'm fucken trying ken??" "not hard enough??" "ok then you do it???"

bro builds an 8 story mansion in 20 seconds and it has you gagged

whole chat is like "were you silent or were you silenced..??"

when you start wanting to take gaming a lil more seriously, he teaches you how to play on mouse nd keyboard just like him

he even buys you a cute lil setup, & ofc its right next to his

when he introduces you to val, all the pick me's are targeting ken & it's funny asfk when they find out his gf is in the game too

they're all like "you're shit at the game anyway stfu" like HUHH?? mad bc he ain't yours lmao

also can i mention that ken is a proud "shit on" SCREAAAAMER

he has your initials in different colored keys than the rest of his keyboard

holds one of your stuffed animals on his lap when you're away from home

jokingly asks you for support under the desk (its not a joke..)

[jungle-angel]

Going to pick out the Christmas tree with rhett! please and thank you <333

(cue the aliens from Toy Story) Rachel I must say......you chose......wisely (lol).

You were a little wary about heading out into the middle of nowhere to the Christmas tree farm, but as long as it was with Rhett, you didn't care. You knew the guy like he was a member of your own family and would've done anything to help him out.

"Freezin ma balls off!!" Rhett loudly exclaimed as you pulled into the lot.

You almost spat out the chocolate peppermint coffee you had been drinking. Typical of Rhett to come out with something random like that at the most inopportune times.

Sure enough, there was Dusty Robertson and his young grandkids, the owner of the lot who had known Royal, John Dutton, Thomas Rainwater, Mo and the rest of their cohorts since they were knee high. Rhett never forgot the first time you had introduced Amy to him, the little one thinking that he was indeed Santa from the bushy white beard and wire rimmed glasses.

"Well, well, if it ain't Rhett and (Y/n) Abbott," Dusty greeted happily, shaking Rhett's hand. "How ya'll doin this afternoon?"

"Better'n ever Dusty," Rhett answered. "How's Rosa doin?"

"Much better'n where she was before," Dusty answered. "Just needs to keep that leg'o hers up and she'll be good to go. Now whatcha lookin for this afternoon? Balsam? Cedar? Blue Fir?"

"Whatever's fullest and smells nicest," Rhett chuckled.

"Well then I'll take ya'll over here and show ya," Dusty told him.

You and Rhett listened intently to Dusty. There was no doubt that the man knew his trees and knew them well, almost as if he could speak to them and hear their words. Your eyes fell on a pretty little tree while the men were talking and while Dusty's grandkids all ran about and chased each other in the snow. It was such a pretty little thing, full as could be with the longest and softest needles you had ever seen, brushing under your fingertips like paintbrush bristles.

"Rhett what about this one?" you asked.

Rhett gently rubbed the needles in between his fingers and inhaled their sharp scent. "Not bad, not bad at all," he said.

"That there's a Western White Pine," Dusty explained. "Every year I give some to the smokejumper and the hotshot crews and they go out and plant'em after the fires are done."

You and Rhett were a little more than surprised to find that the tree hadn't yet dropped its pinecones. "What d you think sweetheart?" Rhett asked. "Think it's worth it?"

"So worth it," you told him.

"We'll take this one Dusty," Rhett told the old cowboy.

"Alright c'mon back with me, I've gotta saw ya'll can use if you need it," Dusty said.

You, Rhett and Dusty worked to get the tree as best you could and when the last cut had been made, you paid the old cowboy and loaded the tree into the bed of the truck.

"Can't wait to see the look on Ma and Dad's faces when we get home," Rhett said excitedly.

"Your dad is gonna flip when he sees it," you told him.

Rhett leaned in and gave you a kiss. "Love you sweetheart," he said.

"I love you too Rhett," you answered, hooking your arms around his bicep and resting your head on his shoulder for the long ride home.

[alethei4]

Comforting you when you're stressed out part 2

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characters: diluc, thoma, ayato pronous: gender neutral warnings: mention of drinking alcohol and some swearing in diluc's part a/n: i wanted to finish it on the valentines day but i failed. hope you had a happy valentines day tho! part 1

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Diluc didn't expect you, of all people, to come to the Angel's Share. Especially not so late in the evening. But you looked like you needed exactly this. Well, maybe not get drunk and pass out in a public place, but just get a drink and talk to the bartender. And not only Diluc did think of this idea, because just after ordering a drink, you simply said "I had a rough day". You didn't look at him, though. You stared into space, too exhausted to maintain eye contact. "Fuck, I had a rough week. Feels like a year, though" you almost chuckled at your comment.

Diluc looked at you, worried about your well-being. "Do you wanna talk about this?" he asked. He wasn't good at small talk, but he was a good listener. You nodded slowly and started venting to him. After what seemed like hours and after your third glass, Diluc offered you a walk home. You agreed, surprised that you spent so long in the tavern. When you two reached your home, you grabbed Diluc by his arm. He looked at you, confused. "Can you...stay with me for a while, please?" was all you asked. Diluc nodded and stayed with you for a little longer, while you were talking about how hard it's been for you lately. Maybe it was a bit awkward, maybe Diluc wasn't the best in giving advices, but he was definitely a good listener. And that was enough.

Thoma is such a sweetheart. He makes sure that whatever has upset you is quickly forgotten and instead, you’re focusing on him and his affection for you. He never pressures you into saying anything or talking to him if you don’t want to, but when you start the topic, he always listens carefully, with the soft look on his face. If you cry, he’ll hold you for a bit and whisper to you how grateful he is to have you and how proud you make him. Soon enough, you calm down a bit and he makes tea for you and him. After that, he takes on of all your chores for the rest of the day.

Ayato is a busy man. But does that stop him from giving you comfort when you’re in need? Oh, absolutely not. He barely even sees the tired look on your face, when he himself is used to working more than others, but the way you tiredly smile at him, trying to not show any sign of your exhaustion, he stops. Whatever has made you so worn out? He asks himself. And then he asks you, in the softest voice you ever heard coming from his lips. He gently strokes your hair, when you tell him about your day. With your head on his laps, you drift off to sleep. Oh, how he adores you.

[callsigndragon]

Tasting the Ashes | Ch. 12: Not a hero ✍️📲

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: Roos and Ash being cuties, mentions of Ash's accident, mentions of death, allusions of not wanting to be alive (just 1), Gina is now a warning of her own...

Important: This story is a sequel of Seeing Red, and there’s a lot of things you’ll miss if you don’t read that series first. Check Seeing Red! Masterlist on pinned.

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First, let me apologize for not being there for you for thirty years.

That was the first sentence Maverick said to you when you went to his house. Bradley went with you, because Jake had to go to work and Red was taking care of Liam, he offered to drive you to Mav’s. 

He also needed to talk to him, either way. He’s the father. 

It was a bit awkward at first, sitting in front of a guy who used to hook up with your mother. But he wasn’t a bad guy like you imagined. He is a very good man who continually apologized for not being part of your life. You know that if he had known about your existence, he would have been there. 

And you think that maybe, with his help, you wouldn’t be in this mess. Maybe you wouldn’t even be pregnant. Or maybe you’d have met Rooster before, fallen in love, and been married already. He’s a nice guy, and he’s hot, that can’t be denied. 

Bradley Bradshaw is a lot different than Steve.  

And you wish you'd met him sooner. Because as much as you liked him enough to have a one-night stand with Bradley, Steve was still in your mind, haunting you in every dream—or should you say nightmare? Things are still fresh in your memory, even if it’s been a year. Seems like no matter how far you run from the problem, it still haunts you. It will always haunt you. 

“Ash?” 

“Oh, sorry, were you saying something?” You look at him from the sofa you’ve been sitting on all morning. It’s been a few days since you moved with Bradley, and he’s been an absolute sweetheart. Cooked for you, helped you whenever you needed it, and he had been kind enough to lend you some of his clothes because you were definitely too big to keep using your own. Literally, the perfect guy. 

And he looks at you with this hope in his eyes, like you being pregnant will somehow make you fall in love with him. But you can fall in love with someone when the memory of the last man you loved is still in your mind… and his sister hates your existence. 

“I was saying that Jake has invited all of us to his house. You feel like going?” He says while handing you a glass of water. 

“I mean, it’s my brother now. I have to.” You watch him as he sits down, moving your legs so they’re resting on his lap. “Do you want to go?” 

“I’m always ready to hang out with my friends.” He caresses your leg, looking at your belly. “How are you feeling about being the new member of a big family?” 

You chuckle, leaving the glass on the table. “It’s a bit overwhelming, you know? It’s always been me and my mom, but now I have a father, step-siblings, a step-mom, a sister-in-law that used to be my front seater and whose son is now my nephew, and she has another baby on the way!” 

Bradley nods, tilting his head so that it’s resting on the back of the sofa. “Yeah, and a lot of crazy uncles and aunts for your babies.” 

You kick his arm with your leg. “Our babies.” 

He looks at you with the softest smile in the world, and something inside you feels warm. “Our babies. So… I wanted to talk about us.” 

And here it is. “Okay, tell me what’s bothering you.” 

“I know you know I am interested in you. I like you, a whole lot.” He claims and there is no doubt in his mind. “But I know you don’t feel the same.” 

“Bradley… How many times have we seen each other before I crashed Liam’s birthday party?" 

“Four, I think.” 

“We barely know each other. You don’t even know my last name.”

“It’s Simmons.” 

“No, it’s- Wait, how do you know?” You frown. 

“Saw your dog tags yesterday.” He waves it off, bringing you closer and almost sitting you on his lap. His hand moves to hold yours, the other one rests on your belly. “What I’m trying to say is that you don’t have to worry about my feelings. You and the babies are the most important thing for me right now.”

“Thank you, Bradley. I know I could fall for you, you know. But things are already too complicated to try and see if we can work this out.” You explain feeling so absolutely horrible about this. “Just imagine that we try to be together, and we end up fighting or something, the only ones that will end up suffering here are the babies.” 

He sighs, pushing your hair behind your ear. “I know. That’s why I said I don’t care about my feelings. It’s not about us anymore.” 

“You’re really different than I thought you would be.” You giggle, watching his face morph into a shocked expression. He lets out an airy laugh, rolling his eyes. “Hey! Everyone thinks you’re an idiot, and I’m here praising you. You should be thanking me.” 

“Oh, yeah, I need to thank you because you’re realizing how awesome I am?” He grins, raising an eyebrow. 

You hit his shoulder before your phone lights up, a new message waiting for you to read it. 

And this is why you really don’t want to have a relationship with Rooster. Because maybe, one day you’ll have to run away and leave him behind with the twins. 

Gina won’t stop until you’ve paid for her brother’s death. Even if it wasn’t your fault. You couldn’t do anything about it. 

You never wanted the accident to happen. You never wanted everyone to change your call sign, to be reminded of that atrocious incident every time someone called you. 

It got to the point where you wished you hadn't walked out of that plane without a scratch. Maybe if something had happened to you—maybe if you couldn’t walk anymore—everyone would have left you alone. You’re not a hero, you never wanted to be one. You’re just a survivor. And you have enough trauma as it is; you don’t need new call signs, pats on the back whenever you walk into a room, or curious eyes following you around trying to understand how a small, insignificant thing like you got out of such a horrible crash. Yeah, Gina said that.  

Because Gina would never forget how you, her brother’s girlfriend, managed to survive when he couldn’t. 

And she’s been sending these messages for almost a year now. You left the base soon after Red was offered a new position. You couldn’t bear the thought of Gina being your boss. Life was already insufferable enough as it was. You didn’t need her to make it worse. 

But she, living up to her call sign, is determined to Nuke your life. 

One way or another. 

[losfacedevil]

All My Love // SFK (pt 2)

a/n ~ Meet Sam and Lovey, high school sweethearts who have to fight and find their way back to each other. This idea makes me nervous due to the subject matter but has to be one of my most self indulgent ideas in the way of the story line. I hope you all enjoy the roller coaster this is about to become. 🎵PLAYLIST🎵 CATCH PART ONE HERE

WARNINGS: SENSITIVE SUBJECT MATTER, ALCOHOL ABUSE, BAR FIGHTS, HOSPITALIZATION, REHAB, MISSING PERSONS - READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. Also if I have missed ANY triggering matter PLEASE LET ME KNOW!! Thank you

Another night sat at the bar down the block from her retail job.

Lovey had dragged herself into the bar, the stress of her day finally crashing down onto her shoulders as she slumped herself onto her regular bar stool. The woman behind the bar smiled at the young girl and with a curt nod slid a captain and coke across the bar top to her. Lovey blew a kiss to the older woman before lifting the glass to her lips and took a sip.

She allowed herself to get lost in thought, feeling fully comfortable in the tiny hole in the wall building to do so. Her mind danced to Sam, the disappointed looks and tone he had been taking with her clearly voicing just how he felt about her actions. She disliked herself and who she had become, how she wanted to drink even after a decently good work shift, the fight to keep herself sober becoming harder and harder. The way her body almost craved the way her body would buzz as soon as the alcohol began running through her system.

He had watched her with the softest gaze, not wanting to tip toe around her but also not wanting to upset her in any way. He had become more gentle with her, talking to her like a parent would a child they knew was in the wrong but didn’t want to scold. He’d hold her face in his hands, trying his best to get his point across; his forehead resting against hers as he danced his thumbs over the apples of her cheeks.

“I love you, I do. But you need to understand where I’m coming from.” She would nod her head the best she could with their foreheads kissing, tears prickling the backs of her eyes. She knew he meant well, what he was saying wasn’t because he was trying to be controlling but because he had her best interest at heart and he was scared for her well being.

The voice of a man shook her from her thoughts as he slid his arm around her shoulders and perched himself on the barstool to her left. He was very clearly drunk, the way he swayed in his seat giving him away as he flagged down the bartender and slurred an order for his drink and “whatever this beautiful specimen is drinking.”

Lovey screwed up her face and shook the mans arm off of her shoulder, wanting nothing to do with him. The smell of smoke mixed with that of strong liquor tickled her nose and she leaned farther to her right. His head spun in her direction, brows furrowed as he moved to replace his arm against her shoulders.

“What’s a pretty specimen like you doing here all by yourself?” His words slurred more by the minute, making Lovey more and more uncomfortable. She kept her lips pressed into a straight line, trying to ignore the man’s advances. He leaned over closer to her, the rancid smell of his breath causing her stomach to turn as she shook his arm off of her shoulder once more.

“Leave me alone, please.” She mumbled, raising her voice just enough for him to hear over the bar chatter. A sickening smile spread across the man’s face as he slid off of the bar stool and stood behind her, placing a hand against the counter top on either side of her; essentially boxing her in.

Lovey knew the look on her face conveyed just how uncomfortable she was, her eyes growing wide and cheeks turning a slight shade of green as she tried to silently flag down the bartender. The stench of the man’s breath caused her to heave and swallow hard against the lump in her throat.

“Leave you alone? I bought you a drink. That’s grounds for at least twenty minutes of your time, gorgeous.” He spat and the feeling of his warm saliva against her skin triggered her gag reflex. Straightening her back she turned her head slightly, just enough to catch a glimpse of the man’s face behind her.

“I said leave me alone!” Her voice was louder now, enough to cause the man behind her to jump in a startled manner but not enough for the bartender to take notice. The laugh that elicited from the man’s chest was one of malice, and a sinister smile spread across his face as he moved his hand from the counter and wrapped his right arm around her midsection.

She froze as he snaked his fingers up under her shirt, resting them gently against her stomach which now sat tense as she strained her muscles. Her eyes darted around the bar, not a soul paying attention to anything happening around them. Pulling a deep breath in through her nose she ducked her head slightly and threw it backwards, catching the man behind her right in the nose.

The scream that ripped through mans chest caught he attention of every patron and they all turned their attention to the couple who sat to their right. The bartenders eyes grew wide and her jaw slackened slightly at the sight of blood covering the man’s hands and now dripping down onto his clothing. Lovey had her hand pressed to the back of her head, knowing full well one of his teeth had nicked her skin and drew blood. A wince kissed her face as she pulled her hand away from her head to inspect it; confirming her suspicions.

A deep sigh slipped past the bartenders lips as she moved in their direction, holding out bar towels to each of them to control their bleeding. She shot Lovey a disappointed look and with a soft shake of her head turned to the cordless phone that sat next to her cash register.

“Lovey, what have you done?”

She found herself detained, shoved up against the side of the police car as she rolled her eyes once more. Gone were the sympathetic cops who had understood her need for self defense as the male in question hadn’t been someone she was familiar with. As soon as her attitude slipped out their attitudes shifted.

“You can’t do this, I haven’t done anything!” She yelled, her words holding that of a slight slur. She knew better than to fight back, knew that it would land her in a holding cell all night but with the liquid courage coursing through her body she felt invincible.

“Bar fight is a misdemeanor, continue talking and we’ll take you in for public intoxication, you pick your poison missy.” The female cop placed a harsh hand against Loveys shoulder and pushed, causing her to bend and seated her into the back of the cop car.

“But it was self defense!” She tried again, willing tears to spring to her eyes as she tried to soften the woman up. She shook her head at Lovey before slamming the door shut, securing her in the vehicle.

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With a hard roll of her eyes she handed over her credit card - one that would now be at the limit and fully maxed out. The officer having done her a favor of paying her cash bail with her card. She tapped her fingers impatiently against the small sill that sat under the receptionist window. The older woman looked up, peering at Lovey through the plexiglass and with a soft, disapproving shake of her head, slid the credit card back under the break in the window. Lovey sighed as she signed her life away, on the credit card slip and proper paperwork to bail herself out of the holding cell.

She was embarrassed, not wanting to bother either of the boys she took matters into her own hands. She snatched the papers from the break in the window and, turning on her heel, stormed out of there a quickly as she could.

She knew she needed help, sitting for two hours in a holding cell was enough to scare her straight. Pulling her phone out of the small clutch the receptionist had returned to her, her heart shattered when she saw just how many missed notifications she had from Sam.

Pulling a deep breath in through her nose she watched as her phone screen lit up once more, his name and picture lighting up the small display. Tears sprang to her eyes as she watched it ring straight to voicemail and she opened their text thread.

“I’m sorry, I love you.” Sending the text was that of second nature as she tapped the screen and waited for the delivered receipt to pop up before turning off her phone. Her eyes darted around the dark and empty street she stood on, not a soul around for miles. With a nod of her head she turned on her heel and started off in the direction of down town.

She was her own worst nightmare.

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[kassiekole22]

Take Your Meds, Josh

Pairing: Josh Washington X Fem!Reader Description: Josh wakes up to see his girlfriend gazing down at him lovingly, and in this moment, he realizes just how lucky and happy he is to have her in his life. Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Mention Of Mental Health Issues, (Prescription) Drug Use. Word Count: 1k Josh Washington MasterList: 🖤 Main MasterList: 🖤 TagList: @lorebite, @house-of-kolchek, @koexchange, @yesitsloulou, @mistmoose, @jasonexo, @mornandil, @fortune-fool02, and @raven-the-cryptid. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

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Josh woke up and the first thing his eyes met was the gaze of a gorgeous girl — his girl. She smiled kindly at him as she raised her hand to his cheek and caressed it gently. Her touch felt so soft against his cheek, which was covered with stubble that he had forgotten to shave off the morning before. But she didn't seem to care.

"Good morning, beautiful." She spoke softly. Her voice sounded like an angel that had just been sent down from heaven to protect him from the darkest places of his mind. And Josh firmly believed that that was exactly why she was brought into his life; she was his protector — his guardian angel.

"Good morning, baby." He said in a hoarse voice, his throat dry from lack of hydration. "Can you get me a glass of water, please?" He asked weakly.

He noticed that she already had one in her grasp as she handed it to him with a warm smile still on her face and love in her eyes. He took a sip and then peered around his room as his vision slowly came back into focus.

Everything was the same — the walls were still painted a nice shade of crimson, posters of every horror movie you could think of pinned upon them; even the pictures of Hannah and Beth, that he had taken on their last summer vacation were still in their place.

Though everything appeared the same, Josh couldn't help but feel as if something was different. It was like everything had been moved one inch to the left or everything was a slight shade off from the color they used to be. But Josh decided to pay no mind to it for the time being.

"Sweetheart?" His beloved girlfriend murmured beside him, catching his attention almost instantly. "I have your medication here. It's time to take them."

Josh sighed. He hated taking his depression medication. It was just a painful reminder that deep down he was never fully ok — he was never naturally happy.

"Take your meds, Josh." She pushed firmly and yet in the softest tone Josh had ever heard anyone speak. Although he hated it, the worried look in his love's eyes was enough to convince him to take them.

He took the pill bottle from her and noticed that there was only one left in the bottle. He made a mental note to get more later but something told him that he wouldn't have to worry about it. He placed the bitter little pill in his mouth and took another sip of his water before swallowing it reluctantly.

He then handed her the glass which she set on the bedside table. He sighed again as he laid back, waiting for the medication to kick in. His girlfriend laid down beside him on the bed and placed a gentle kiss on his lips, which he gladly returned. After parting from their short but sweet kiss, she placed her hands upon his cheeks and gazed into his eyes.

The look in her gorgeous (E/C) orbs was loving and passionate, enough to make him want to cry — for the first time ever, not from sorrow but from happiness.

He realized that he did not need the medication to make him happy — he needed her. She was what was fixing him and no pills or therapy of any kind could ever compare to her.

He felt the tears finally break free and fall down his cheeks as the corners of his chapped lips turned up into a genuine smile. She returned the smile as a soft giggle broke free from her lips while she gently wiped his tears away with the soft pads of her thumbs.

"It looks like those pills are finally working." She commented happily. He closed his eyes and leaned into her sweet and tender touch. Josh silently disagreed with her words. They were not working.

Or were they?

"Joshua?" He heard a male voice say from across the room.

His eyes shot open to find that he was no longer in his bedroom. The walls were no longer crimson but a dull shade of white that felt unsettling to him, the posters were no longer pinned to the wall and Hannah and Beth's photos were gone as well. He looked over to the door to see an older man standing there, wearing a white doctor's coat with a clipboard in his hand.

"Who are you talking to?" The man spoke with a hint of concern laced within his deep voice.

"(Y/N)." Josh croaked out, his voice much more scratchy and worn than it was before. His worried eyes searched around the room, but she was nowhere to be seen. He looked down at his hand to see a small cup within his grasp — a cup that once contained a small pill.

"Joshua," The man took a few closer steps towards Josh, where he was laying on a bed that had bars on the sides. "Did you forget again?"

"F–Forget what?" Josh felt tears filling the corners of his eyes again. But this time it was not due to happiness, but pure fear of learning the truth.

"(Y/N) died one year ago at your lodge — right after your prank."

As those words echoed through his mind, Josh felt as if his whole world was collapsing. It couldn't be real. It just couldn't.

"I'll have to up your dosage of your medication and get a nurse to take you to Dr. Hill as soon as possible." The man said as he took a pen out of his pocket and scribbled something down on his clipboard.

"The medication won't work! It doesn't! I need (Y/N)! The only thing that will cure my depression is her, not the fucking medication!" Josh yelled while tears finally began to stream down his face, as the last thread of sanity within his mind had come undone.

"Joshua, you only saw (Y/N) because you need the medication." The man explained. "You're Schizophrenic."

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[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

Evil's newest fangirl

Part 1 here

So part one was wrote randomly and I know people liked it so here's a part 2, probably gonna be a part 3 because this was getting long but yeah enjoy and it is dark! Wanda and Scarlet witch so keep that in mind that they will get worse in the future

Warnings: swearing, mention of somnophilia, suggestive themes and as always this is 18+ so any minors please don't interact or you'll be blocked thank you!

words: lots! (2,248)

Wanda had carried your sleeping body to her bedroom and laid you down admiring you "such an innocent little girl, we'll give you everything you've ever wanted and more"

The front door soon slammed shut with an irritated shout following "I hate the public! I know I'm a murderer but fuck me! Can't people leave me alone for one day?" The house got silent again then a confused shout was heard again "where are you?!"

Wanda placed a kiss on your head and went to the top of the stairwell "up here!" She shouted and Scarlet's heavy footsteps echoed up the stairs "why are you looking so smug? Where's our biggest fan?" she laughed

Wanda said nothing when she walked back into the bedroom followed by her variant "woah! What's she doing on the bed?"

The witch sat down on the bed stroking the stray hair that'd fallen over your face "I figured since she loves us so much she'll want to stay with us forever so I gave her some 'special wine'"

The redhead behind her nodded "I love that special wine of yours, so do we have someone new to play with?" She also sat on the bed looking over your beautiful body already thinking of things she could do "yes, but not too quickly Scar, don't scare her off like the others"

She rolled her eyes seemingly ignoring the brunette "I've already got a collar in mind, she'll look beautiful in it, when will she wake up?"

"Soon, she'll be confused and disorientated so I'll be here to keep her calm"

Both women laughed and looked back down at you "I think she'll love being our cute doll, finally we'll have someone to clean this place while we're out doing business" Scarlet couldn't wait, the amount of times Wanda made her clean the house after killing all day was getting infuriating, now you could do it for the two of them.

"Seriously?" Wanda cocked her head to the side at the witch who looked back at her "What?" She questioned

"You only want her as our girl so she does all the housework? How difficult is it too clean where you dripped blood on the floor?" 

"Very! So having her here to do it will be great! And in a little maids outfit that barley covers her ass" the witch's eyes darkened at the thought and she was getting excited which Wanda noticed

"Relax Scar, if you were a guy you'd have a hard on right now, let's go and eat before she wakes up" Wanda got up and dragged Scarlet away but she stopped "oh come on, can't I have a taste?"

"Taste of what?"

Scarlet rolled her eyes "of her obviously I bet she's sweet" Wanda pushed the witch out of the room "I want you to break her but no somnophilia, wait at least a few weeks" 

"You are literally no fun ever!"

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You woke up with a start but was quickly brought back down by a horrible throbbing in your head "ow what the hell?" You rubbed your tired eyes slowly sitting up looking around the room, bright colours adorned the room and the bed you were on was the softest thing you've ever lay on, but were you still at the witch's house?

As if your thoughts were being read (of course) the door opened to Wanda smiling at you “there you are pretty girl, you drank quite a lot of wine sweetheart so I had to carry you ” she said sweetly and sat down next to you “but I don’t drink wine” you were suspicious since you never drink too much to get you drunk, plus by the light still outside it hadn't been that long ago you drank anything.

“Stop thinking too much honey, it doesn’t matter now” she placed a kiss on your temple and handed you a glass of water with some asprin “here you go, we left you some takeout downstairs, come on darling” she helped you to your feet after you drank the water and held you close so as not to fall as she lead you down the stairs “look princess Scar’s heated up the food for you, isn’t that nice?” 

You smiled weakly feeling worse than you did when you awoke, how was that possible? “t-thanks”

“Malysh sit down” Wanda let you fall onto the couch ungracefully and gave a look to Scarlet who happily jumped next to her kneeling down to you when Wanda sat you up keeping you in place

“I think you’ve been drugged enough sweet one, but first” she pulled a deep red collar out of a bag on the table, the little heart pendant hanging proudly from it “I got you a present, let’s see you in it” you were way too out of it to care when she put the leather around your neck and clasped it closed “oh so pretty!” Scarlet beamed and Wanda agreed settling behind you kissing your neck. 

“Let's wake her up properly, prepare for her to be angry” Wanda joked “she won’t be angry, she’s obsessed with us, an obsessed fan girl will be fun” Scarlet argued and waved her fingers around your temple instantly bringing you back from the fog you were put under, you jumped back when you saw the women staring at you.

“What’s happening? Where am I?” You tried backing away from the couch and the women but Wanda held onto your hands keeping you in place “hey shhh shhh it’s okay my love, we’ve got you” she nuzzled into your neck kissing it softly

You were really starting to regret coming to the murderous witch’s house, obviously it was bad idea but you thought it would be different, you’ll never make that mistake again “c-can I go home?”

Wanda bit her lip to stop a laugh “you are home darling, we’re gonna have so much fun!” You were scared, but kinda intrigued? God what the fuck had you done?

“so, do you want that takeout food?” She was so casual about the whole thing, you hadn’t noticed the collar around your neck yet so you were confused when Scar reached for your neck “what are you doing?” You asked but she ignored you, putting her finger through the loop bringing you forward “how about you stop talking, you need to eat” being pulled up from the couch and forced to the kitchen made you feel sick, your hunger taking over “I am pretty hungry…”

“Perfect!” The witches sat beside you opening the takeout box and your mouth watered at the delicious looking food, reaching for the fork your hand was slapped away “no no Detka you can’t use a fork, we don’t want you to hurt yourself” instead she grabbed the fork picking up a piece of food and feeding you. 

You moaned at the taste of the food and Scarlet tensed, god it’s going to be so easy to break you and she coudn’t wait to do it “is that good honey?” Wanda asked and you nodded “yeah…” 

“It’s getting late sweetheart, let’s finish up here and go take a nice relaxing bath shall we?” Wanda had started rubbing her hand along your back in a soothing manner and had given the job of feeding you to Scar who was quite enjoying herself “only a few more bites darling or you’ll get a tummy ache”

You finished the bites you were allowed to have mumbling a thank you when you swallowed the last one “you’re very welcome my love now come on, you can’t be up too late or you’ll be grumpy tomorrow for your big day”

You perked up at Scar wondering what she meant by that, of course they read your mind so were ready to answer “you need to rest, you’re coming out with us tomorrow, as our biggest fan I’m sure you’ll want a close up encounter with us murdering people, but don’t worry we’d never hurt children, they get enough trouble to deal with when they’re young, why add murder to the list?”

You suppose that was fair- wait! Why are you considering this?

“I- I think I’d rather just go home please?” You tried getting up but Wanda pulled you back down “I know it will take some getting used too but trust me, you’ll love it here” 

Wanda gripped your hand and dragged you through the house to a marble looking bathroom and a large bathtub “it’s big enough for all three of us” Wanda said behind you “and we plan on doing just that in the future”

It all became too much to handle and you started crying softly “awe Scarlet look she's crying, get some tissue to wipe her eyes with"

You didn't notice Scarlet entering the bathroom too until she was passing you a tissue, when you didn't move to take it she pulled your chin up making you look at her "look at you, so ugly when you cry" she wiped the tears from your face until you stopped all together.

"You won't care when she's on her knees looking up at you" Wanda said throwing the tissue away and keeping you in her hold.

Scarlet shrugged "yeah but she'll be crying for different reasons that day" she kept your head up getting close to your face "how's your gag reflex?" she laughed when your eyes widened and you tried pulling away "shh baby, gag reflex or not you'll be just fine" Wanda said

You couldn't believe it, why couldn't these murderous women let you go home? Okay fine you did know they wouldn't let you go but you thought they'd be a little nicer to you, this was getting scary.

"Stop thinking those awful thoughts darling, we're not scary, now get in the bathtub, I'll wash you" Wanda let you go but before you could think about leaving Scarlet had locked the door "ah ah no leaving"

"Go on sweetie get undressed, you can't bathe with your clothes on" Wanda’s voice was sweet but you still couldn’t do it.

“Fine princess, how about we turn around and you watch us so we don’t open our eyes?” Scar suggested

It was a trap you knew it was a trap but you also knew they wouldn’t leave so instead you turned to face them lent against the wall blatantly letting their eyes roam over your body with no shame “okay” you said softly and they both smiled “perfect!

They both turned to face the wall covering their eyes too just to prove they were serious "we won't stand like this for long detka" Scarlet said sternly and you jumped quickly shedding your clothes and trying to remove the collar but was stopped.

"The collar stays on my love, and we'll know when its off, we can sense it" Wanda didn't turn around so you couldn't see her face but you knew she was probably angry that you tried to take it off.

"Sorry" you mumbled and quickly got into the bath letting the water warm up your cold body, sinking into the bath as to cover your body.

"O-ookay" you said and the witches spun around, Scarlet looking deflated when she saw you were in the bath "I was hoping you'd be stood in all your glory for me"

You laughed a little, even in this fucked up situation Scarlet was still funny "oh stop Scar, our new princess is just a little shy, now lets get you all cleaned up"

She knelt down next to the bath taking the bath sponge and lathering it with body wash "I need to see your body so I can wash it my love" you shook your head and looked down hoping she wasn't too mad.

"Hey no sad faces Y/n, just this once you can bathe yourself but I won't tolerate ignorance again" kissing your cheek she stood up looking at Scarlet who had her arms crossed "don't pout or you won't cum for a week"

"You can't threaten me like that, I can cum whenever I want"

Wanda smiled "fine but you won't get to touch our new doll and instead will watch me play with her first"

Scar straightened up and scowled at Wanda "you're a cruel woman"

"Come on, lets leave our girl to bathe" Both women went to leave but your quite voice stopped them "what happens now?"

Wanda turned back and looked at you "you're ours Y/n you've got 20 minutes on your own before one of us comes and gets you, probably Scarlet"

"We go to sleep at a reasonable time in this house so if I need to drag you out of that bathtub naked I will do, in fact I hope I do have too" she winked and you blushed trying to sink further into the bath.

"Come on Scar the water will get cold if we stand here any longer" they both left you alone and you released a heavy sigh you didn't know you were holding.

"Okay" you thought, just relax, so you've got a collar on and the women you admire, who happened to be murderous witches, are keeping you here "I'm beginning the think that $20 wasn't worth it"

You closed your eyes enjoying the warm water and the silence that engulfed the room, suddenly coming to a realisation "did they say were gonna play with me?" You were screwed, both figuratively and literally.

[ala2ilas-s]

Jamie Campbell bower

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TW-migraines, throwing up

I pressed play, settling on the coach and bringing my knees to my chest. The movie started playing but I couldn’t focus on it. My mind wondering back to last night, desperately trying to figure out what went wrong and started the fight and how it escalated so quick.

The all too familiar bullet like pain in my head caused me to hiss and snapped back to reality. I dropped my legs down, groaning as I leaned my head back against the couch, messaging my temples trying to sooth the pain.

The light were making my upcoming headache worse so I got up to turn them off, jogging back to the coach where I left the remote to turn off the forgotten movie I’d put on.

Just when I was about to walk up the stairs to get some medicine for my headache, I saw Jamie on top of the stairs looking like he was just about to come down but stopped once he saw me.

I was confused for a second when I saw him looking at me concerned, scanning my body like he was looking for an injury then I remembered thatI was probably looking as pale and my eyes were red not to mention my hands were shaking now and he could very much see them as I was trying to block out the little light I’d left on with my hand.

The moment he opened his mouth I felt a wave of nausea, my eyes widening as I turned on my heels trying to act like I’m not about to empty my stomach and walked to the bathroom, quickly shutting the door behind me.

My breathing was uneven and the bright white light of the bathroom wasn’t helping. My head kept spinning causing me to shut my eyes while I blindly held my arms open and when I felt the toilet, I dropped to the floor.

My nose burned as I could feel the hot tears running down my cheeks. This was the first attack I’ve ever experienced in a long time and it wasn’t an light one.

I acted quick as my bottom half churned, leaning over the toilet and emptying my stomach.

My prays for Jamie not hearing me was cut short when I heard a knocked on the door followed by him calling out my name causing me to look up at the door automatically which was a bad idea because the white bright light made my head spin so bad that I felt like I’m falling even though I was already seating down. Another wave of nausea washed over me, my chest tightened as I was forced to empty every last bit inside of me.

“I’m coming in y/n” I heard Jamie’s voice and I was kind of relieved. I whimpered his name, gathering my last bit of energy to turn my head to the side. My head leaned on my arm which was supporting me against the toilet seat.

He froze up for a second when he first saw me before quickly sliding down next to me holding my checks between his hands “what’s happening baby?” he asked pushing my hair out of my face, making a pony tail using my tie that was always around his wrist.

I opened my mouth to answer him but couldn’t quite get the words out and he shushed me. One hand running up and down my arm and the other holding my head “it’s okay. breath with me love” he said softly.

After a few minutes, I was back to breathing normally and rested my eyes for a second before they were snapped open as I felt him moving away.

I was probably looking more scared than I wanted to because he quickly crouched back down next to me talking in the softest tune “I’m just getting you a glass of water”

I shook my head clutching on his biceps as I felt like if I let go I’ll slip again. My breathing started to speed up again.

“Don’t leave” I choked out, looking up at him with glossy eyes and his eyes softened even more.

“Do you think you’re gonna feel sick again love?” He asked wiping the tear that had escaped my eye and I shook my head.

He nodded his head “can I carry you to the bedroom then? The floor’s cold and you’re shaking. We’ll get you some water on our way sweetheart” I nodded “lights” I mumbled pushing my head in his chest in order to escape the harsh lighting.

“Okay baby. No lights and I’ll get you your pills too” he said, scooping me up in his arms as I kept my head buried in his neck.

I was feeling too sensitive and cried out when I felt like my brain was loosely moving around in my skull with each step that he took, even though I could tell that he tried to move very slowIy.

“I’ve got you baby I’ve got you” he said leaning his head on mine stopping for a minute, seeming to realise that I needed a break “I’m sorry love I’m so sorry” he slowly kissed my head “it’s okay I’ve got you y/n” his hold on me tightened and I nodded my head to signal him that it was okay to start moving again.

We moved up to the bedroom in a much slower pace and he slowly lowered me on the bed, keeping one hand at the back of my head then lowering it on the pillow as well. His fingers messaging my temple.

I opened my eyes again when I felt the pain dying down a bit and looked over at him. His eyes were filled with worry, looking scared and I could tell he was trying his best to stop them from glossing over “I’m okay” I said while I tried to give him my most convincing smile.

A beautiful smile broke on his face and he shook his head “you will be and I’ll be right here. I’m gonna get you pills and water okay love?” He stroked my hair gently and I mumbled an okay. Not even a minute later, he was back with a glass of water and two pills in his palms.

“Thanks” I said as I took the pills chucked down half of the glass.

“I’m sorry” he blurted out and I furrowed looking at him. A single tear rolled down his cheek “wha—why?” I questioned. Genuinely confused as what he’s sorry for.

He inhaled sharply before replying “I— you were doing so good you didn’t have any headaches in a long time and— and because of the stupid—- because of last night…” he sniffled pinching his nose, frustrated “you have migraine now… fuck—- I’m so sorry love I— I don’t even kno—— nothing and I mean it nothing in this damn world should be able to make you feel like this” he was full on crying by the time he finished and I felt my throat closing up seeing him like this.

“It’s not just the fight Jamie… many thing can trigger it love— it’s not your fault” I said wiping his tears and stroking his cheek but he shook his head “but I was a part of why it happened and I can’t forgive mysel— shit even now I’m only making you feel worse I’m sorry” he sighed looking down.

“Hey…” I said, putting a finger under his chin to make him look up at me again.

“You helped me J” I smiled softly “I’ve had migraines for long before you came into my life and before you they were longer and much, much more painful. Look I’m already feeling better.. if you weren’t here I’d still be on the toilet, probably passed out by now” he closed his eyes like it physically pained him to hear that. He leaned into my hand, bringing my palm to his lips to press a kiss before looking at my lips, silently asking for permission.

The moment his lips touched mine, my whole body relaxed and my hand slipped through his hair scratching his scalps helping him lose some tension as well.

“Hold me?” I asked, lips still brushing against each other and he nodded, moving to lie down next to me.

“I’m here love” he said in my hair, one arm slipping under my neck while the other rubbed my stomach softly and I fell sleep to the feeling of small pecks to my temple knowing when I wake up the headache will be long gone and we’ll be okay.

[linesfromzaun]

Perfect (Dad!Silco x Mom!Reader x Daughter!Jinx)

Rating: T

Tags: teen angst, angst, comforting Silco, angry jinx, parenting, fluff, comfort

A/N: I feel like Jinx has had this moment with silco, and I wonder if we’ll see it as one of her regrets in s2

(This was option C in the vote!!)

“I HATE YOU!”

You stopped dead in your tracks as the blue haired teenager stormed out of the office. Silco stood quickly, and began to walk to the door with tight fists. You quickly grabbed his wrist, tears beginning to form in your eyes. “Don’t go after her, j-just let her be alone.” Silco’s shoulders drop at your choked sob, and he pulls you into his chest.

“Jinx should not be talking to you in such a manner, you deserve respect.” you hiccup as you try to gain a voice.

“S-She doesn’t mean it, I know she doesn’t. Let her cool off, she’ll be back.” It still didn’t make it hurt any less hearing your child say such a thing to you. However, she was a teenager now, not that scared little girl that first roamed this very office. You sob into his vest as he rests his chin on your head, slightly rocking you side-to-side.

“It’s alright, my darling, I’ve got you.”

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It began to grow late as Jinx had not returned, and it worried you.

You prayed to every god imaginable that she was safe and unharmed.

As if Silco could sense your anxiety, he wraps his arms behind you, after having found you in your shared bedroom. “I could send Ran out to find her, just to see if she’s alright.” You shake your head and turn to him, letting out a puff of air from your nose.

“If we do, she could see that we’re not giving her space. It would break her trust with us,” your breath hitches in your throat as you feel emotions surface, “I don’t want her to go distant. I love her, Silco.” A sob cuts you off and you are pressed tightly to his lean chest.

“I know you love her very much. Jinx surely knows you love her, and I know that child loves you dearly. Jinx tends to be… stubborn.”

“I know, I just hope she’s okay.” your sniffles hurt Silco’s heart, and he kisses your forehead gently.

“As do I.”

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You had let Silco work in his office as you grabbed a drink. The bar was closed leaving you alone in the quiet night air. You were babying a glass of whiskey, not really feeling in the mood to get drunk, but needing to feel the burn of the alcohol. You heard the shuffling of boots, thinking it was Silco, you were unmoving. Little sniffles had caught your attention, you had turned around.

There was Jinx, eyes full of tears, but unharmed. You had dropped your glass in favor of standing and holding Jinx. She clung to you like a lifeline, and you did the same. “Oh, Jinx, sweetheart, I’m so relieved to see you! I was so worried about you!”

“You’re not m-mad at me?” You hold her tighter at her broken voice.

“Of course not, hun, never. I love you so much, Jinx. I just want you to be safe and okay.” her sobs wrack through her body, and you see Silco behind her.

“I’m so sorry, Mom, please, I don’t hate you! I love you, I’m really sorry!” You felt Silco join you in hugging her, giving the softest of coo’s as she broke down. “I didn’t mean it, Dad!”

“I know, pumpkin, and I love you very much.”

“I love you too, I’m so sorry.” you all held each other for a moment, relishing in the contact between you three.

You’re the first to break the long silence, “Let’s get you ready for bed, hm? We’ll even tuck you in like we used to when you were a kid.” Jinx gives a childish nod before looking at Silco.

“Can you read to me like you used to?” Your heart melts as he agrees, giving the crown of her head a kiss.

No matter how many rough moments you all shared, you were still grateful for moments like this. Silco being the father she needs, and Jinx being the daughter you always wanted.

Everything was perfect.

[zevlors-tail]

Some Soft Kaeya Headcanons

Maybe it's because I was a little tipsy and sleepy last night but I had some soft Kaeya thoughts before bed that I wanted to share...

CW: Kaeya and reader both intoxicated, mention of alcohol, but this is pure fluff

-Kaeya, who's been drinking all night with you at Angel's Share but has somehow managed to keep his wits about him still, helping you out the tavern door while you giggle and stumble all over

-You're leaning on him and you're so warm from both the alcohol and because you're in close proximity to him, and when the cool night air hits your skin and inevitably causes you to shiver just slightly, he pulls you closer with the excuse of "I just want to keep you warm."

-Kaeya helps you all the way home, patient and caring as you cling to him for support the whole time

-He's definitely the type to make sure you're comfy and cozy the second you get home; he takes your shoes off for you, hangs up your jacket, and watches you diligently to make sure you make it to the bed before he tucks you in himself

-Yes, you heard right, Kaeya Alberich will find the softest blanket you have to cover you up with and fluff up your pillows for you while he's at it too. He even finds your favorite stuffed animal/comfort item and hands it to you/sets it next to you for you to hold (albeit with a little good natured teasing from him)

-He has every intention of lying down and cuddling with you after that but there's one last thing he wants to do. He gets you a glass of water and some painkillers for tomorrow or tonight if you need them. Always thoughtful when it comes to you <3

-After that he's all yours. Anything you want or need of him, he would happily oblige to if you just say the word! Back massage, foot rub, forehead kisses, cuddles, playing with your hair, you name it he'll do it

-In fact if you don't ask, he will willingly offer some of those things. Namely the foot rub since the two of you have been on your feet all day and he heard you complain that they were hurting earlier. He does not easily forget such details about you.

-I just know this man's pillow talk will make you swoon and curl further into him just to hear more. He loves you so much. He'll lull you right to sleep with sweet nothings and quiet reassurances that he'll still be there in the morning (KOF work permitting, but he'll somehow make it work, just trust him)

-Gives you so many kisses on the top of your head, on your forehead, and on your lips in between whispers and talking to you. He's so sweet and tender about it. Will kiss you over and over again, not just once or even a few times, but until he's sure you've fallen asleep before him.

-And even then, he still presses one last loving kiss to your temple before he drifts off himself after telling you how much he loves you

-Cuddles you the entire night, even in his sleep. Probably prefers if you're cuddled up to him facing his chest so he can wrap his arms around you, but he also likes to spoon you while he buries his face into your hair or neck too

-Kaeya is such a sweetheart. He likes to act coy on the surface but beneath that facade is a person who care very deeply for both you and his beloved city, friends, and family.

-When he wakes up first in the morning, the first thing he does is check on you to make sure you're still soundly sleeping with no disturbances. The next thing he does is gently remove himself from the bed to go and make breakfast

-Don't let him fool you with his sarcastic and witty comments when you finally rouse to the smell of a greasy breakfast and wander into the kitchen where he's cooking. He may act sly, say something like, "Oho, look who woke from their slumber! So you finally decided to join the land of the living again, hm?"

-But his smile is still genuine and he doesn't mean what he says. His giant grin proves he's happy to see you again despite his comments (and so does the way he wraps his arms around you from behind and rests his chin on your shoulder)

-Kaeya is soft, softie Kaeya, he is so so SO sweet on you if you let him be. I have not seen enough headcanons of him this way and I am here to supply!

-Thank you for coming to my TED talk on Soft Kaeya!

[futuremrsdrcullen]

Heyyyy. I have some requests if you don't mind!!

you get into an accident and Carlisle finds you. You wake up to Carlisle working over you. Carlisle gives you the option to be treated at his house. He gives you the option to be changed. You are super nervous and he is super sweet and gentle and walks you through everything.

You are a friend of the Cullen's (especially Alice). You go to their house to hang out and you start having a panic attack but try to hide it. Carlisle and Jasper find you and help you through it!

First, let me say that I am so, so, SO sorry this took actually forever to write. This was the first time I was writing of my I'm Always in this Twilight comfort blanket and oh boy did I feel lost at first.

I'm not kidding when I say I wrote this 3 times, with three different settings lol

But I finally settled with something I'm content with and here it is!!! I decided to only write the first one, BUT stay tuned because I do have something like the second one planned for my version of Eclipse <3

Anyway! Enough from me! Thank you so so much for sending in such creative requests.

Thank you for reading and Enjoying my work <3

Much love

~Claire <3

Masterlist

Blurb title: Burning

word count: 1457

So many WARNINGS: Car accidents, blood, dying, pain, burning (but not actual fire just the feeling of burning) prolonged pain, wishing to die, sad.

I Promise it does have a happy ending <3 being turned into a vampire is not an easy process. Carlisle is the sweetest softest boy around.

THIS IS NOT CANON TO IAITT and will not be added to that masterlist. It's also why I didn't tag the normal taglist. Thanks again <3

Everything felt like slow motion. I took a turn too fast. I hit a patch of ice. I lost control. I don’t think I even heard the glass breaking. I couldn’t even tell what song was on the radio.

But I knew I was dying. 

I knew my car was resting on the driver's side door somewhere off the road. I didn’t think the passing cars would even know I was down there. I squeezed my eyes closed and hoped I would just fall asleep. 

I don’t know how long I stayed there, but I could feel the cool air surrounding me.I heard his voice before I saw him, I thought I imagined it.

“Y/n?” He sounded frantic, I didn’t open my eyes. “Y/n, please, sweetheart can you hear me.” 

I still didn’t open my eyes but I tried to nod my head. I didn’t think I could will my voice to work.

“Dove, I’m going to pull you out of the car, okay? Tell me if anything hurts too much.” I nodded again. I didn’t really feel anything but cold. Then I was out of the car and in his arms. Only then did I allow myself to open my eyes.  There was so much pain in his features.

He knew I was dying too.

He spoke softly “I- I can take you to the hospital…” I’d never heard him stutter, it broke my heart. I shook my head, not knowing if I would even make it there. “I can take you home.”

I gave him a look, he knew what I meant without it needing to be said. I was running out of time. “Carlisle…” His face twisted in pain. “Change me…”

“Y/n. You can’t make that choice right now.”

I tried to pull myself together enough to sound confident. “It’s what I would have chosen anyway. I want this.” I took one more steady breath. “I’m not ready to say goodbye to you yet…” It was barely above a whisper.

I think he wanted to cry. He hid his face in my hair and just breathed me in. “I need you to be sure.”

I nodded. I am sure. I wanted to tell him but the words wouldn’t come out. My heart beat felt like a timer. He looked into my eyes, he cupped my cheek, he kissed my forehead. I don’t think I felt any of it.

His voice was still shaky, but he sounded far away. “Okay- Okay. I’m gonna bite you here and-and then I’ll take you home, alright love?” I think I nodded. “Stay with me just a bit longer.” I felt his lips on mine. I held on to the feeling with everything I had left. I felt him whisper “I love you, Y/n”

As I closed my eyes, I felt his lips on my neck; The action alone made my heart quicken, I hoped that was a good thing. Then a sharp, shooting pain. Then nothing. 

~

I could feel time passing, but I couldn’t judge how much. I was out for some time, enough time to get home, but eventually the pain woke me up. I screamed and thrashed and prayed- for the first time in a very long time- that the burning would stop. How much more of me was left to burn? How was I anything more than ash?

“I’m so sorry, Y/n” His voice was broken. It pulled me to the surface, if only for a moment.

Carlisle, Carlisle, Carlisle.

I could hear him pacing. I tried to cling to the sound. Tried to use it as something to ground me. I could hear him. I wasn’t dead, though I very much wanted to be. I wanted to hold my hand out to him; I must have held it out to him. I felt his cool fingers intertwined with mine. I tried to squeeze him. He squeezed my hand.

It could have been seconds, hours, days, later, but again his voice pulled me to the surface. The pain didn’t feel as deep. I didn’t regret asking him to turn me, I just wanted it to be over.

“It won’t be long now, Cara” I think I nodded, though with all the screaming and thrashing I doubt anyone noticed.

I didn’t let go of his hand.

More time passed- Probably.

I let him let go of my hand but I still felt him in the room. Eventually I could smell him in the room- Eventually I could hear him once I was able to stop screaming.

He was caught somewhere between doctor mode and husband mode. He gave me soft encouragement. He promised it wouldn’t be too much longer. I really wanted to believe him. I honestly think his presence was the only thing keeping me sane. 

I heard paper shuffling, I counted how many pages turned. I wondered if he was reading, or working, or taking notes on my transformation. I counted 388 page turns. He set whatever it was down 28 times, usually followed by a sigh, usually followed by a soft touch I hardly felt. His hands got warmer. Or, I guess my skin got colder. 

If my heartbeat felt like a timer before; Now it felt like an alarm.

All of the pain slowly moved from the tips of my fingers and toes. It still traveled through my veins but I could feel it leaving. As it moved, the limbs felt normal- no pain, no heat. I almost wanted to try breathing again. I didn’t.

Unfortunately, all of the burning moved closer and closer to my heart. Each inch it moved in my veins sent my heart wild. 

Then my chest was the only thing burning. And my heart beat as fast as butterfly wings but in heavy stomps. 

This is it… I thought. It has to be. 

I cried out once more…

Then it was over. Everything was so still. I didn’t move, so afraid the if I even wiggled a finger I would burn again. 

Breaking the silence, Carlisle’s voice called to me. I didn’t think about it, I just wanted to find him. I opened my eyes and was stunned by the light. More than that, I was so overwhelmed by absolutely everything in the room. I sat up faster than I would have ever been able to.

Then Carlisle’s arms were around me, like he was there to steady me; I had never felt more steady in my life. 

“Careful, Dove. You’re alright.” This time I was stunned by his voice. It was clear and smooth and intoxicating. It always has been, but this felt like the first time I had ever heard it clearly. 

I wanted to speak, but I had no air to carry my voice. I would have to breathe to speak and somehow that was terrifying. I didn’t know how anything could be scary after everything I had just felt. 

Instead I studied his features. His eyes were so bright and golden. He placed a soft hand on my cheek, and when I didn’t feel the chill of his skin, I took a sharp breath. Breathing wasn’t as scary as I expected, though it did hurt. 

I remember from Bella’s transformation that newborns woke up thirsty and though it had been explained to me, I never could have really imagined what that would feel like. I had never experienced thirst like this. Everything was so dry and hot. I was almost convinced I’d swallowed a lit match. The air that filled my throat fed the flames. I wanted to scream again. 

Instead I looked at him, my eyes catching his again. I let the pain pass for another moment.

“Carlisle…” I knew I whispered, I wanted to whisper it, but it felt so loud. I didn’t recognize my own voice. His smile widened. I wanted to kiss him.

“Y/n…” 

“This is all real?” I knew it was. I had to ask anyway.

He laughed softly. “It’s very real.” I nodded though I wasn’t sure I believed him. I didn't really know how to believe him. Everything happened so quickly. 

Only then did I notice the others giggling too. 

Almost all of them were there. Alice and Jasper, Rose and Emmett, Edward and Bella, they all watched me in complete wonder.

And Carlisle.

Carlisle, Carlisle, Carlisle. 

He was real and he was here and we could live happily ever after. It probably wouldn’t be as graceful as Bella’s transformation, but with all of them by my side, I could do this. Everything would be alright. The pain was over, but my life was new.

What I thought would be the end, was actually my first steps into forever.

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[prismatica-the-strange]

Bite Me 😘 | Never me

Warnings: 18+, death (Someone is stabbed), unconsented kiss and grope

One if Blain customers has gotten antsy ever since Natalie's disappearance.

Short angst with a sweet end

The music from downstairs is a dull thudding beneath her feet and she finishes a call with one of the Shady Plots' human customers. The dull bumping turns into a sudden pounding at the door.

"Blaine!" More pounding, "Blaine, open the damn door!"

Cori contemplates running downstairs to get one of the guys since Blaine is out, but she decides against it. She can handle a customer on her own.

"Can I help you?" She asks as she opens the door.

"Where the hell is-" The man stops when he sees her, a small grin spreading across his face, "I don't think we've met."

"Uh, no," She chuckles, reaching her hand out, "I'm Cori, Blaine's... Associate."

"Yes, you are," He shakes her hand, taking in her ghost-white skin and dark-rimmed eyes, "And it's about damn time, I'm Daniel Elms."

She nods, pulling her hand from his tight grip.

"Well, Blaine's not here so..."

"I don't think I need him anymore," He smirks. She steps back when he traces two fingers down her arm.

"I-I can tell him you stopped by."

"Like I said, baby," He backs her against the wall, "The only thing I need Blaine for now is to find out your rates."

"My- What?" She doesn't like where this is going.

"A little test drive wouldn't hurt, now would it?"

He shoves his mouth against hers, hand slipping under the collar of her shirt to grope her tit.

Her eyes flare up red and she decks him across the face, knocking him to the floor.

"Chief!" She yells, growling at the Elms as he glares at her.

"Chief!" She stomps on the floor and the music shuts off. A moment later, Chief comes up the debasement stares, eye going wide at the scene in front of him, "Get him the fuck out of here before I tear his fucking head off!"

He grabs the man's arms and as he's dragging him towards the door, Blaine walks in.

"Whoa, what's going on here?" He asks, "Elms, I told you I'd tell you when I get a new..."

He glances over to see Cori pulling her shirt up, eyes bloodshot but fading back to normal. She avoids his look and he puts two and two together.

He rips him from Chief's grip and slams him against the wall. Frames are jostled out of place and one falls, glass cracking upon impact with the floor.

"You think you can put your hands on my girl?" His eyes change red and he wraps his hand around his throat, lifting the man off the ground.

"I-I-I didn't know- I-I thought-"

"Blaine," She says.

"What did he do?" He growls back at her, "Where did he touch you?"

"I already got a hit in," She says, grabbing onto his arm, "It's okay."

His head snaps back to her, rage simmering in his glare. He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and when he opens them up they've changed back to normal.

He lets Elms go.

She circles her arms around Blaine's stomach, slipping them under his jacket.

When Elms mutters something about a slut being a slut, she pulls out Blaine's butterfly knife from his back pocket, flourishing it in her hand before jamming it into his forehead.

Her breath shudders as she lets go and his body slumps to the floor.

"Baby?" Blaine reaches out to squeeze her heaving shoulders, "Deep breaths sweetheart, turn off rage mode."

He wraps his arms around her, hands on her wrists, rubbing her skin. He presses his nose into the crook of her neck, kissing her shoulder.

"Chief," He looks over at him, "Why don't you take our guest downstairs, show him the cremation furnace."

Chief nods and starts dragging the corpse to the basement.

"You're not a slut, gorgeous," He says, "You're the softest, sweetest, smartest girl I know. And he deserved what he got."

She feowns, "It's how I-."

"No, no sweetheart," He turns her around to face him, his hands on her shoulders, "He made a stupid assumption, don't let it get to you."

She gives him a small smile and he takes it, leaning in to kiss her forehead.

"Now, you wanna go hit the button that'll turn that son of a bitch to ash?"

"No, I think I'm gonna work on some stuff up here."

"You sure?"

She nods and steps back.

"I could keep you company?" He offers, "I've probably got things to do up here anyways."

"No, that's okay," She says, "I'm sure you'll just get in the way."

"Is that right?"

"Yep," She smirks over her shoulder at him, "If it wasn't for me, nothing would get done around here."

"You're about to get done around here, sweetheart," He grins, following her over to his desk, "Think you can get away with talking to me like that?"

"Well, someone has to."

She sighs dramatically and folds her arms over her chest as she turns to lean against the desk, "Everyone else is too scared."

She reaches up to pop his next shirt button, fingers slipping just beneath the fabric.

"Not you though?" He confirms, moving closer, her hand spraying out against his chest, "Never you."

"Never me," She breathes, pressing her lips to his.