#she's so good????? i LOVE it so far. really do omfg

[apsaraa]

attempted a social media free day yesterday

[belladonnaprice]

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[rhaenella]

CL16 | Is It Over Now? | pt.4

pairing: charles leclerc x singer!reader

genre: social media au

summary: you and charles have been everyone's fave couple on the grid, but when you somewhat unexpectedly break up, you turn to songwriting to cope with the pain

face claim: léon

a/n: all songs mentioned are by léon and some of taylor’s from the vault. also a massive thank you to my part time french teacher @xeresmalfoy for helping out and checking my grammar ❤️

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part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7

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y/n: Your reaction to Is It Over Now? has been nothing short of incredible. I feel your love 🤍 And that’s why I decided to give some of that love back to you. Besides my new music video, we’ve been secretly rehearsing for a special little something… 

It’s been a busy couple of weeks but I’m very excited to announce that I will be playing three small, intimate “one night only” shows in London (7/11), Paris (7/12) and New York City (7/15) next week. I can’t wait to see some of you there, let’s make it a good one x

🔗 Link to tickets in my bio!

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sophiet: Yasss girl🔥see ya next week😘

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landonorris: Surely friends will get a discount, no?

y/n: Hmm… we’ll see

yourmanager: No.

user7: i can’t waittttt!!!!!! see you in new york 😍❤️

user8: y/n really said i’m gonna use my pain and turn it into a creative outlet and i think that’s so beautiful and inspiring ♥️

user9: I CANT BELIEVE I MANAGED TO GET TICKETS

user10: omggg you’re so lucky they sold out so fast

user11: yeah i was too late :(((

user10: hopefully y/n will do a bigger tour🤞🤞

y/n: Sooooonnnnn 🤫

user10: OMFG

3 July

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wagsf1update: Pierre, Kika, Charles and Maddy attend day eight of Wimbledon!

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user23: charles and pierre look so gooddd 😍😍😍

user24: clone is cloning

user25: the way charles was only really talking to pierre during the game

user26: maddy and charles look so happy and in love in those pictures……. NOT

user27: so far i haven’t seen either of them smile in each other’s presence 

10 July

y/n’s story

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11 July

landonorris’ story

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11 July

danielricciardo’s story

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11 July

landonorris’ story

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11 July

danielricciardo’s story

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11 July

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alex_albon: Our professional opinion: this new up an coming artist was not too bad 🧐 (and fun fact: her post-concert cravings are REAL)

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y/n: Omg Alex…

y/n: DID YOU HAVE TO POST THAT PICTURE

alex_albon: Yes

danielricciardo: Starving performer devours a burger 🍔 by alex.jpg

lilymhe: I told alex not to do it but he never listens to me

alex_albon: I can’t help that’s what she looks like when she eats

carlossainz55: This is true, I’ve witnessed this myself

y/n: I hate all of you

maxverstappen1: But secretly you still love us

y/n: Careful champ, there’s a fine line between love and hate

landonorris: Go on, please hate them so I will get all the love since I’m the only one here taking the banger pics

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12 July

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y/n: London was an absolute dream. Thank you for an unforgettable night❣️à demain Paris 🇫🇷

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user18: absolute dream? ABSOLUTE FIRE ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

user19: BEST. NIGHT. EVER.

user20: it was emotional but oh so fucking powerful

user21: say don’t go is my new favorite song, i love it so much 😭❤️

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user21: you were spectacular!!!!! please come back soon 

user22: j'ai hâte de vous voir demain, j'attends de vous voir en live depuis des années!!🙊💕 

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12 July

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It was late. Way past midnight. Maddy had already gone to bed a few hours ago. But Charles was still up, slouched on the couch in his five-star suite, a frown edged deep into his forehead.

He silently scrolled through his social media, switching from Twitter to Instagram to Twitter and back to Instagram again. You'd just posted new photos of your show in London tonight, looking as beautiful as ever.

The stage was where Charles knew you felt most comfortable, somewhere you weren’t scared to open up your heart and be vulnerable. The atmosphere you were able to create during your concerts couldn’t be put into words. It was truly something one of a kind. The way you effortlessly connected with the audience… it always left him speechless and usually with a wide, beaming smile.

In other words, he would never tire of watching you perform.

Charles had always been proud of you. And still, as he sat there reading through the thousands of posts by your fans and even some by his colleagues, he couldn’t help but feel that same sense of pride swell inside of him. 

Though, that pride was mostly overshadowed by a feeling of intense guilt. Guilt that kept nagging at him ever since the moment you’d packed your bags and left his apartment with tears running down your cheeks. His heart clenched painfully as Charles thought back to that particular day. It was his fault. All of it. He had been stupid. No, beyond stupid. It had started out as a drunken mistake. But you can’t make a drunken mistake twice, let alone thrice. 

When you’d found out and had confronted Charles, he hadn’t denied it. And in that moment, he’d witnessed that last bit of hope you’d stubbornly clung to, shatter before his eyes. Along with your heart and your trust. 

As the reality of the situation had slowly dawned on him, he’d gone completely numb. Charles had wanted to fight for you harder, but he hadn’t. If he had, his current situation could’ve possibly been entirely different. Your new song—which he had already listened to three times—made that perfectly clear.

But he had decided on another path. A decision that resulted from losing the love of his life by his own hand. Did it make any sense? To choose to stay with the girl he’d betrayed you with? In his loneliness it had made some weird type of sense. Because if there was one thing Charles couldn’t handle well, it was being alone. And boy, he’d never felt more alone than when you’d closed that door behind you, making him believe there was no longer hope for a future together.

Now, all he wanted was to focus on moving on and stick to his decision to be with Maddy. Was he in denial about his true feelings and the pain he tried to bury deep inside of himself? Perhaps. Probably.

Charles was still mindlessly scrolling when Maddy emerged from the bedroom, leaning against the wall studiously. He hadn’t even heard her until she cleared her throat, speaking to him softly but with a tinge of annoyance. 

“Charles, are you finally coming to bed?”

“Ouais, je serai là dans une minute,” he answered absentmindedly.

Yeah, I’ll be there in a minute.

She rolled her eyes. “How often do I have to tell you: speak English. I’ve no clue what you’re saying.”

“Mhm, désolé…” 

Charles paused, quickly looking up as he realised his mistake. 

“Seriously,” Maddy scoffed.

He winced at her irritated look. There was no denying Maddy had a temper, her moods changing as quick as lightning. The countless fights Charles and her had had in the past few months were enough proof of that.

“Sorry,” he tried again.

She huffed, stomping away in the direction of the suite’s bedroom, harshly closing the door behind her.

He rubbed his temple, sighing. He was just tired. And speaking in his native tongue when he was tired or upset was something he did without thinking. 

Years ago, you’d quickly figured that out as well. However, you never judged him for it. No, you were understanding, trying to acquaint yourself with his language to understand him better. To be there for him. In the end, you knew him so well that you could almost always accurately read him, the language barrier between you no longer an issue. Not that it had ever been one in the first place.

He thought back to one of the tweets he’d read before Maddy had come barging in. 

‘Charles made the biggest mistake of his life. I hope he realizes it.’

He squeezed his eyes shut, letting his head lull back against the couch’s headrest. And just like he’d done ever since that fateful day, he willed all of his doubts, guilt, and pain into a neat little box, unable to face them. Charles sighed again, pushing himself to his feet, wearily following in Maddy’s footsteps towards their shared bedroom. But as his hand hovered over the door handle, one single truth echoed through him, unwavering.

Oui, he thought. Je le comprends. 

Yes. I do realize it.

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[st4rymoon]

can I please request where Steven has a fixation on fuckin the reader dumb and when she makes faces or noises he mimics them back at her and is kinda condescending but the reader is into it?

Like reader is really smart and steven likes having the power to make her dumb.

This is so good omfg.

𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 • Steven Grant x Fem Reader

- 18+, smut, unprotected sex!, soft dom Steven, meanish Steven, dumbification, language, pet names, finger sucking, p in v, creampie!, teasing, reader is described as smart, messy sex!

Steven loved having such a dork as a girlfriend. He was over the moon when he finally found someone that was hyper fixated on something like he was with Egyptian History.

You could go on and on about your interests in science and Steven would sit and listen with a cheeky smile.

But what he loved most was knowing you’ve never failed an exam or a quiz, top of your classes since you can remember. The last thing anyone could call you is dumb.

Everyone around you joked that the day you answer anything in a dim-witted way is the day pigs will fly.

That’s why the first time you and Steven got intimate together, it was like a whole new world being opened up for the both of you.

You were always so sharp and composed that the second Steven had you scratching at his arms with your eyes rolled back, drool pooling out of your mouth as you mumbled on incoherent sentences made him cum right there.

It felt like you could finally release all that stress and energy whenever Steven was fucking you dumb, you didn’t care about anything other than Steven.

Steven on the other hand couldn’t stop thinking about the way you seemed to go dumb. How utterly wrecked and brainless you looked as you bounced on his cock, coating him in your slick as the lewd sounds of your pussy filled his ears.

And the sounds you made. Oh god the sounds you made, steven could hear it now. He’d close his eyes and imagine it right there steven, don’t stop pleaseee, ah- oh mhm, as you dumbly cried with mascara smeared all over your face.

Today was a stressful day for both of you so it was no surprise that you were in his arms as soon as you walked into the living room.

Steven’s soft lips were peppering warm sloppy kisses all over your face, lips, and shoulders. You could tell he was needier than usual, his grip tight around your hips as you spread your legs around his waist.

His hands were already up your skirt as you tossed your blouse behind the couch. Both of you seeming to be ripping off each others clothes in haste. “You know what Khonshu said today?” Steven cooed.

You hummed in question as you dragged your nails up Steven’s back “that old bird joked he’d never seen someone so smart mouthed like you. Always right, always so bratty” Steven huffed.

“Steven please” you whined, his calloused hands now tugging your panties down your legs “please Steven please, that’s all you bloody say when we get this far” he mocked.

You signed as he pressed reassuring kisses down your jaw, his hands swatting your legs wide for him to settle in. “Look at me sweetheart, in the eyes, yeah just like that” he whispered.

“Why do you already look so empty-headed darling?” He hummed with a cheeky smile. Your eyes dumbly rolled back as Steven sunk into you, your warm walls instantly squeezing around his thick size.

You let out a pathetic mewl “st- stevennn”

He smiled at the praise, the stupid look on your face making him groan as he pushed two fingers into your mouth. He watched with his mouth ajar as your tongue swirled around his digits. Your teeth softly biting down as he thrusted his hips forward.

You moaned into his fingers as he watched hypnotized, he felt his hips moving on their own all the while his eyes locked onto your face. He felt so proud of himself knowing he was the only one to get you so messy.

Ragged moans slipping past his lips as he felt you throbbing around him. You never understood why Steven was the only one to get you this way, he was nothing like you expected.

He was so quiet and shy when you first met him and now you’ve come to learn that he’s the one man capable of being so loving and caring yet fucking you like a pro. He seemed to know exactly what you needed, when you needed it.

“St- o- Pleas- ah” you hummed, saliva and sweat making your hair stick to your face as he pounded you into the couch. You clawed at his chest as your legs began to shake, you could feel him so deep it was getting harder to ignore the starting of tears form.

The amount of pleasure you were feeling as getting to you and Steven could feel it, you were gushing slick, your wetness sticking to his thighs as he angled his hips.

A shaky gasp escaped you as your orgasm turned your vision blurry, your cunt fluttering around him as he muttered to himself. The only thing you heard was his voice cooing at you in a mocking tone.

You didn’t even try to get angry when you heard him mocking your moans with a chuckle “I’ve got you this dumb? Aren’t I a lucky guy”

All you could do was nod and glare up at him with glossy eyes.

The look on your face was enough to make Steven cum, saliva all over and tears staining your cheeks. He let out a loud moan, hands pinning your hips down to make sure he fills you up nice and full.

Neither of you seeming to care for the couch that was now messy with cum as Steven softly thrusted.

“Made for me love”

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

omfg i’m so in love w your writing 😭 i’d like to request a harvey fic, maybe where they j have a secret relationship, but really everyone knows cause he j goes so soft around the reader (and maybe they get caught making out too, any spice you can add is awesome) tysm!!<3

Thanks, buddy! Here you go :)

Warnings: Smooches?

"Harvey."

"Mm?"

“Are you going to make yourself useful, or are you just going to stand there?”

“I may just stand here. I’m enjoying the view.”

You bite the inside of your cheek, shaking your head as you shove a box back into its place on the shelf and draw the next out. You pop the top, beginning to finger through the files.

“There’s nothing else that you could be doing right now?” You press.

“Jessica told me to stop hanging around her office.”

“See, that’s strange to me, Mr. Specter.”

“I know, it’s ridiculous. Who wouldn’t want me around?”

“Can’t exactly say you’re being particularly helpful hanging around here right now.”

“I’m not going to help an associate.”

“But you are going to nag me until I’m finished in here? For what? Just to slow me down?”

“How else am I supposed to get my kicks?”

You roll your eyes, drawing a file out of the box and replacing the lid before you push it back into place. You turn, starting past Harvey, only to slow, then still as he grasps your wrist.

“Harvey,” You warn softly, glancing between the shelves. There’s no one else from what you can see, but that doesn’t mean that other people won’t come in.

“Just wait a minute,” He murmurs. His hand slides from your wrist to smooth over your waist. You bite your lip, allowing yourself to lean back against him.

“I have work to do.”

“I’ll let you get back to it in a minute.”

“What’s gonna happen in that minute?”

“You tell me.”

You can’t help but smile as he turns you to face him. His gaze skates your face for a moment before he leans in, pressing his lips gently to yours. For a moment, you let yourself forget how much trouble you could be if anyone walked in right now.

If it were Louis, he’d nail you to the wall—he’d make your life hell, try to goad you into quitting for being Harvey’s little girlfriend—you can practically hear him sneering it now.

If it were Jessica, you’re almost certain you could be let off with a warning, and Harvey would be given a hell of slap on the wrist. She’s already given you curious looks, sidelong gazes when Harvey has openly watched you as you leave a room. She’s asked you about your workload, and the cases tangentially involving Harvey have always had far more pointed questions.

If it were Mike, you’d get a hell of a lot of teasing. He has his suspicions about you and Harvey, sure. He’s asked joking questions, but there’s always been a thread of truth in them. You’re certain that Harvey has confirmed it to him, but maybe Mike thinks that Harvey is taking him for a ride, that there’s no way you’re gotten together with a senior associate when you’ve only just arrived at the firm.

If it were Rachel, you’re certain that you would be teased mercilessly. You know that she knows—that Donna found out, and that the fact has almost certainly been shared with Rachel. Rachel’s never asked you about Harvey outright, but she’s given you sly smiles and winks.

Donna hasn’t asked you about Harvey so much as offered tips—when he’s in a good mood, a bad mood; when he’s hangry; when he’s got his nose to the grindstone and is up against a deadline.

You can’t help but giggle as Harvey steers you back toward a shelving. He grasps the folder in your hand, shoving it onto the shelf behind your head before he takes your face in his hands. You moan softly, reveling in the feeling of his suit jacket as you slide your arms around his shoulders. You really ought to go, but as Harvey teases his tongue between your lips, you’re almost certain that you won’t be leaving anywhere any time soon—

“Ahem.”

You jolt, nearly biting Harvey’s tongue as you draw back from him. Your face goes hot as you spot Donna at the end of the aisle, her arms crossed around her chest as she cocks a brow at the two of you.

“Louis is looking for that file," She nods toward it, "And he’s on the warpath.”

“Oh, shit.” You turn, straightening your clothing and turning, grabbing the file and hurrying toward the door. “Thanks, Donna!”

“You’re welcome.”

“I don’t get a thank you?” Harvey calls after you as you reach the door.

“Absolutely not!”

[boba-beom]

me running full speed to your inbox because you said taehyun (it’s me the full time taehyun simp)

fratboy football player taehyun x cheerleader!reader 😁😁😁 (i know he’s more of a soccer guy but BARE W MEEE)

honestly football players txt all of them… sookai ate this up in ways i can’t even describe

good girl cheerleader reader who’s a little ditzy but she’s so sweet n sugary… tutoring w/ football player tyun who’s also top of his classes cos he’s just so smart hehe .. the tension at his games good lord

RAAAAAH YES AND YES LIA OMGGG YOU DON’T EVEN UNDERSTAND MY JAW DROPPED 🫠

footballer!taehyun x cheerleader!reader suggestive thoughts (literally all over the place bear with me)

first of all I LOVE this concept, and I wholeheartedly agree that sookai ate up that fit but they’re a good looking group of guys who can fu—

idk what it is but when you mentioned ‘sweet n sugary’ I get it, I really do omfg. like every time the cheerleaders have a dress rehearsal you’re all out on the field beside where the footballers have their training outdoors. short fitting shorts under the cute flap of your mini pleated skirt and your fitted long sleeved bodysuit with the university’s logo and the name of the football team you’re supporting.

literally going insane over the fact taehyun most likely watches the cheerleaders, specifically you, doing cartwheels and splits, his tongue poking his cheek once he sees just how flexible you are. probably storing it in a compartment in his brain with a massive label addressed as your name in bold and all caps.

thing is, taehyun knows you’re too good and a little ditzy to even realise half of the team is salivating over you. even better, you don’t know what he thinks when he watches you, thinking he’s giving you innocent eye contact from where he was watching.

tutoring with him must be fun. he knows your ditzy, but also knows you’re academically competent. he knows that when you set your mind to it, you’re able to do it with confidence. hence your place in cheer since the selection for the group wasn’t easy.

during your tutoring sessions you’d sometimes come in your practice clothes after a cheer rehearsal—the clothes being a oversized cropped tshirt and skin tight booty shorts that leaves little to the imagination. sitting next to taehyun and he instantly glances down at the meat of your thighs while you take your books and laptop out.

occasionally, he’d be talking to you about a section within the subject in which you’re struggling in but far from failing. you just want all your grades to be as good as his. he’s been your inspiration this whole time anyway. and sometimes when you work out the questions a little quicker than he does, he lays his warm palm against your inner knee and caresses your exposed skin gently, cooing praises like, “you’ve gotten better I see.” or even a, “atta girl” 😵‍💫🫠🤯

and the games THE GAMES 😵‍💫 I just know tension rises during the games, knowing just how competitive he can be and you’re cheering as hard as you can for the home team, for taehyun. just like when the cheerleaders are performing at the beginning of the game (idk how it works I’m sorry I’ve never been to … nor seen an american football game cjdmdk) the footballers are all getting ready to enter the field, and once the performance is done you make sure to make eye contact with taehyun and blowing him a kiss with a wink. that’ll for sure keep his energy up at the beginning of the game.

and let’s say the home team won 🤭 and the cheer squad end with another performance, you run up to taehyun and congratulate him for being one of the teams best players that evening. smiling up at him with your sweet smile, asking him if you can be his plus one to the team’s celebration later that night. how can taehyun refuse?

“‘course you can, doll. want you by my side tonight, m’kay?” and he’d cup your cheek, thumb caressing your skin until he slides his hand to cup your jaw, then a little lower to hold onto your neck with no pressure.

and all you do is nod with your pretty doe eyes and your pretty, perfect smile that has him wrapped around your finger. boy does taehyun want to ditch that afterparty and take you home to ruin in his sheets. because fuck the tension, he wants you. he always has.

© BOBA-BEOM ; all rights reserved. do not repost, copy, alter or translate in any way or platform.

[bloodreddemons]

Hazbin Hotel Episode 1-4 Hot Takes! ~

They finally dropped. They are finally here, and I have A LOT to say. (Good & the bad, my opinions of course.)

Episode 1 was kinda boring and it just seemed overall weird and off. It didn't really pick back up that well, or align with the pilot too much, and the pilot slapped.

I feel like for those who haven't seen the pilot would be so confused with what is going on or who the characters even are. It feels like you also have to do a bit of digging to actually figure out other details.

I wasn't expecting to like Adam he was funny asf and I loved his singing. Love Alex Brightman he's great.

I can see what people are saying now when they were talking about the premise changing or being different, it definitely seems that way. It just feels like it's all over the place and there's multiple things happening at once. A bit confusing.

Charlie just looks weird to me I don't know why, I kinda like how she used to look.

Sir Pentious new voice is better. Again, love Alex Brightman. Lol.

Loser, Baby, Hell is forever, Poison, & Respectless are the best songs so far. Stayed Gone is ok too tho.

I'm interested in finding out why Lilith & Alastor were gone for like 7 years. I wonder where they went and it just makes me wonder if the war against heaven was possibly planned?? 🤔

I love Brandon Roger's but I didn't really like him as Katie Killjoy I think I liked the other VA. I just don't hear Katie, I hear Bryce Tankthrust.

I wish Vivzie designed Sir Pentious with more of a steampunk look since that's what era he's from so he's not wearing almost the same exact suit every other Overlord has.

Nifty is literally fucking iconic. I enjoyed her every time she was on screen even if it was for a short time. She's so funny.

I was expecting Vox & Valentino to have deeper voices but they still sounded great.

Velvette fucking ATE I was pleasantly surprised by her. I love her so much. She's my favorite of the VVV's and her singing is so good.

Charlie & Vaggie's fight wasn't that impactful, it kinda just came out of nowhere and seemed like something that should have happened way later. It didn't even seem like such a big deal either to be an argument.

I don't really like Vox as a person for letting Valentino treat Angel Dust the way he does. Just trash. He has to know about it.

Vox is just too obsessed with Alastor. He wants his cock soooo bad it's kinda crazy. It's the most fakest beef ever. Bad meat.

I like the new VA's they're amazing, but I do really miss the old ones. Most of them.

I think Vaggie's singing is better than Charlie's and that's fucked up because singing is like her whole thing.

Camilla killing the Angel wasn't that impactful because we don't really know who she is.

I don't really care to know how they will be trying to redeem people...idk I always thought that those parts would be boring.

So far I don't think the show was worth a 4 year wait....

Huskerdust WILL be canon at this rate. They might just be the best couple.

Charlie should have lit Valentino's ass up for treating Angel Dust the way he was. She shouldn't have listened to Angel and just fucked him up. Stop crying omfg!

I get that Husk & Angel are like in the same boat & all but....is being Alastor's minion really as bad as being constantly knocked around by Valentino?

[slvt4em1lyprenti2s]

Sweetheart

Summary: Emily and you have had tension for a while, and she's always had a soft spot for you and while at her apartment true feeling come to light.

Word Count: 1.2k

Fluff, slight angst, kissing

Pairings: Emily Prentiss x fem!reader

!NOT PROOFREAD!

Legal but significant age gap

(a/n: omfg this is so shit i'm so sorry)

Emily's pov:

"Wait you like her!?" JJ asked me for the millionth time since I told her since I told her I had a crush on the new agent that joined the team. Her name is Y/n Y/l/n, she's perfect. Her laugh is captivating and simply angelic, she's got such a lovely personality that just pulls me in, and she's so goddamn gorgeous.

"Yes, JJ I like her." I'm starting to think telling her wasn't a good idea.

"Oh you so have to ask her out!" JJ squealed in delight.

"Are you insane!? She's like half my age and my subordinate jayj, I can't do that!" My face starts to heat up just thinking about telling her.

"Okay we'll please, think about it! She definitely likes you back em I promise you that much. Before you even try to argue, have you seen the way she looks at you? She's basically in love!" JJ's smile was infectious, naturally I started smiling as well (and because I can't think about y/n/n and not smile).

"I'll think about it okay? Deal?" She looked happy with that answer as she began to leave my office.

"Oh and JJ please could you get everyone into the meeting room, we have a case." I asked politely.

"Yeah of course." She smiled as she closed the door.

I let out a sigh and actually thought about the deal I had just made. I'm going to have to talk to her before JJ (and most likely Garcia and Tara at this point) get to her first. 

I leave my office and go to the round table where everyone is slowly filing in.

"Hello my furry friends, we -clearly- have a case!" Garcia says, her usual chirpy voice echoing through the room. "There has been a serial killer targeting specifically lesbian couples right here in Virginia." Damn. This is going to be a long case.

Time skip to when they've arrived

Reader pov:

Jeez, this case hits way too close to home. Just let us girls love girls. You know?

"Okay, Tara, Rossi you go to the first scene and see what you can find, Derek, JJ and Reid go to the local PD set up and talk to the families, Y/l/n you're with me, we're going to the second scene." Everyone scrambled off to their respective SUV's as we got off the jet.

Just the thought of being alone with Emily was making me nervous. She's so amazing in every way, her smile, her laugh, her nose, her personality. She's perfect. And her hair, the grey hair is doing something to me. But she's my boss and she's older than me and ugh, it'll never happen. Emily always been really close to me though, staying late to help me with paperwork, talks over coffee at lunch, her hand grazing over my back, our fingertips brushing as she hands me a file... I know I'm reading too far into it but I wasn't.

"You ready?" Her soft voice snaps me out of my trance.

"Yeah, I'm ready." I smile at her as we get in the car. I sit down and she looks over at me, making my cheeks flush a light pink.

"You alright?" Emily asked, gently placing her hand on my thigh. My cheeks flush and even deeper red at that simple touch and she seems to cotton on. This is going to be a long day.

"Yea-yeah I'm fine don't even worry" I see her lips pull up into a smirk as we begin to drive, she doesn't show any sign of moving her hand so I just let her be, enjoying the feeling of her warm touch.

Time skip to after the case (cba to write a case sry)

"Hey you." Emily said as she came up behind me and trailed her fingers over my lower back as she came to stand beside me.

"Hey, you okay?" She smiles at me and my knees almost buckle right then and there.

"Yeah I'm okay sweetheart are you?" Oh. My. God. The nickname, you see that puddle on the floor? That's me.

"I'm good." My cheeks flush a crimson colour as she pressed her fingers against my face.

"You're feeling a bit warm, you sure you're okay? Actually don't answer that, you're going to say yes not matter what. You're coming to mine tonight." This wasn't an uncommon occurrence as she's always been protective over me.

"I'm not sick I promise." I say slightly embarrassed because she's the reason my cheeks are so warm.

"Okay but you're still coming to mine, okay?"

"Not gunna argue with that."

"Good, you shouldn't."

We both gather our stuff and get in the car to drive to Emily's.

Time skip to when they're at Emily's

I walk into her apartment and put down my bag, turning to face em.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" She laughed as she spoke.

"No, no. You're fine." I smiled as I shamelessly studied her features, not bothering to hide anymore.

"Honey come on, why are you staring?" She moved closer as she said this holding her hands on my hips and gently guiding me closer to her.

"You're just so beautiful em." I mutter, my breath fanning over her face.

"Oh sweetheart please don't do this to me, I want you so bad but we both know it can't happen. I'm your boss and, I'm so much older than you." She bent forward and placed our foreheads together.

"Emily please-" she interrupts me,

"No love, I want nothing more than to be with you but be realistic. I'll get old faster than you and you'll loose interest and then.." I don't let her finish as I smash my lips onto hers.

My head is spinning as her lips glide over mine in perfect sync. My hand threads through her silver hair and rugs her closet to me, her tongue grazes my bottom lip asking for entrance and I grant her exactly what she wants. Her tongue slips effortlessly into my mouth and she instantly takes control of the kiss. She backs me into a wall and holds one hand on my waist and the other holding my cheek.

We pull away after a while and she still doesn't look like she thinks this can go anywhere.

"Why won't you let me love you?" Tears well up in my eyes, I was trying not to be too emotional but the fact that Emily was denying herself live and happiness because she thought she wasn't good enough broke my heart.

"Oh my love, please don't cry, I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, just let me love you em, please."

"Okay."

"Really?"

I pull her into my embrace and she taps the back of my thighs signalling for me to jump. I'm now clinging onto her koala style, still against the wall, and her head is buried in my shoulder, I'm placing tender kisses along her hairline, telling her how much Ill take care of her and how much I love her.

"I love you."

"I love you too sweetheart."

[ghostradiodylan]

I subscribed to a Russian dataminer for cut content from The Quarry. You’re not supposed to share and I understand why and support paying people for their work! Buuuut I also understand why people might be hesitant to pay someone in Russia on a poorly translated website to access this stuff, so I’m gonna take my chances with potentially being banned because a couple of these things the Quarry fandom at large needs to see! Screenshots and discussion under the cut.

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Thank you @insertlovelyperson for this!

These are somewhat Ryan and/or Dylan centric because I find them the most interesting, but they also had the most story-impacting cut content IMO.

RYAN WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ABLE TO WARN DYLAN ABOUT THE WEREWOLF OUTSIDE THE RADIO HUT.

I know I’ve talked to a bunch of people about this. I know @andromaqves was one and I can’t remember who else but omfg, justice for Ryan!! I think they cut this because they made the werewolf more obvious than Justice's performance indicated but THAT MAKES IT WORSE. DO YOU NOT SEE HOW THAT MAKES IT WORSE YOU GUYS?!

Ryan also could have had the chance to actually get a shot off against Silas in the version of the radio hut scene where Dylan isn't bitten, and he'd think he had killed the werewolf.

Then as he's heading back to the radio hut, Dylan warns him that it's coming back and we get the rest of the scene as it plays out in the game.

I get why they cut this, because if they established for certain that regular bullets can't actually harm the werewolves, there's no stakes to Abi potentially shooting Nick, but it's a cool sequence, it's always good to see the boys work together, and it would have been AWESOME if Ryan could have been infected here instead of Dylan!

This exchange just made me laugh:

Kaitlyn to Ryan: you really look up to Mr. Hackett.

Ryan: Yeah, he’s always been nice to me.

Kaitlyn: Well, so have I!

Ryan: A few days ago I slipped on wet grass and ate shit and you laughed and shouted ‘Nice Walkin Christopher Walken' and everyone called me that for the rest of the day.

Kaitlyn: See, you get my best bits! 😂😂😂

Dylan reads Ryan the synopsis of a romance novel they find in Mr. H’s office that appears to be a thinly veiled reference to the bonfire love triangle. 😂

Ryan and Kaitlyn: actually showing care and concern for Dylan post-amputation instead of pretending it didn't happen.

Dylan, in shock but still an asshole: I'm fine, I’m doing better than Kaylee Hackett. 💀

Again, this is just funny and a great question from Emma.

Abi can not be into the kiss with Nick, presumably due to the no-longer-in-place relationship system. I'm betting if you didn't get their relationship stats up you would get this result.

Laura claims to Ryan that Chris Hackett drunkenly admitted that his family was KILLING PEOPLE who were investigating them, but there's nothing else to back that up in the datamine that I've found so far (not that I think she made it up lol, just that it would have been interesting if the Chris scene was cut to remove that too).

And the one my heart can't fucking take, Kaitlyn and Dylan on the way to the scrapyard variant where Ryan has kissed Kaitlyn at the bonfire and they actually talk about it because she asks Dylan if he's jealous of Laura getting to go off with Ryan. He says he's jealous but not of Laura...

"You're pretty awesome and I'm... just Dylan" 😭 😭 😭

And, "you guys seem like you've got a connection"?? Kaitlyn as Rylan shipper, confirmed. 💖

More details and discussion on the Discord @itscomingupaces made us: https://discord.com/invite/RHgdqBBXh7

[rainysofsunshineao3]

12 DAYS GUYS

And today, instead of anylysing another Yasmina and Sammy scene, we're analyzing THESE TWO BAMFs!!!

OMFG, these two I can't with these two I love them so dearly my lord. One of my favourite brother/sister relationships of all time. Their so supportive of each other and have a "sorry I just threw you down a mountain, it's how I show affection :)" relationship it's the best dynamic ISTG.

Like, I think Ben is the only other person Yaz voluntarily hugs (Not counting all the time's with Brooklyn cause those were kinda out of like "I protec u").

Like, Yaz didn't really have a strong relationship with Ben before he became "Island Ben", but when she sees him, instead of standing in shock like Brook and Kenji, she just throws herself at him (In a very "Sammy-like" manner, if I do say so myself lol). She obviously cares for this boy, even in when he was "Scared-Ben" and before their relationship really took off.

And she CONTINUES holding on to him like a lifeline for a good 7 seconds (Trust, I counted lol) AND THEN SHE FUCKING-

She pulls him in AGAIN. And Ben isn't like, akward about it at all. He just hugs her back instantly, which to me screams that there were never any romantic interest between them (Sorry to those who ship these two) and honestly shows need more of this. Like, these two are the only ones in this series...

ok I take it back, no one has shipped Ben and Brooklyn or Darius and Sammy as far as I'm concerned, but they have such limited screentime together I can see why.

They're the only well-developed and HEALTHY non-romantic duo in this series.

But like, Brook, Kenji, and Darius all had this really...weird and unexplained love triangle going on. Like I swear I wasn't the only one picking up on Brooklyn and Darius in Season 1 and 2, but then it shifts to Kenji for no real reason. Then obviously Yaz and Sammy were hinted at since the very first episode lol, but these two.

They're not even really as sibling-coded as Darius and Kenji (Yet another ship that I hope no one wanted to sail because...ew. their brothers yall. BROTHERS). They're just...different. I really don't know how to explain it. Honestly the best way I can explain it is with these two vvv

Yaz would definitely call Ben "Dingus" and make a "You Rule | You Suck" board I will die on this hill.

And Yaz obviously trusts this boy with her life. Like, when they were hiding from the robo-dogs (Oh my god, the demodogs and demogorgons of JWCC, the BRADS and BRAD-Xs) she's leaning into him.

And then they think their gonna die and this snipped right here actually breaks and heals my heart at the same time 🥹

Yaz just clings to him and hides her face in his shoulder and Ben doesn't waste a single goddamn moment before he tries to shield her as best he can.

*Raine pauses and watches again for science*

Screaming, crying, sobbing over them.

Can't find the GIF for it, but in season 5 when Ben sees Bumpy on get off the boat and makes a run for it, Yaz is the first one who notices Ben is gone. She's looking around for him before everyone else and she's the one who asks "Where's Ben". It's the little details in their relationship.

There's a whole other post I might make tomorrow on the amazing wingmanship between these two with Sammy and Ben's hilarious misunderstanding of Yaz being Kenji's wingman (Still not over that).

I love these two so much, my babies :))) There's so many moments between them that I caught on my rewatch.

Can't wait for JWCT, I miss the children so muchhhh

Toodles!

[jesterofcringe]

hellooo!! It is I, the totally not suspicious anon❗️❗️ may I humbly request Caregiver Lottie helping a little one who has tantrums? Throwing toys in such. Maybe because reader has to go to bed? ty!!!!!!!! :3

Cranky Kiddo Caregiver!Lottie x Little!Reader

anon i could not be happier to write this for you ive been having the craziest cg!lottie brainrot omfg :3 also again sorry this took forever,, finals and everything but im finally done!! so fics will prob come out faster from now on 😋 ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────

★You had a bit of a tendency to bottle up your emotions. It was a huge problem and you knew that. You honestly were working on it because you hated when you had your mini outbursts, but you couldn't help but to have a little tantrum from time to time. 'One step forward, three steps back' you called it though 'gradual progression' was the term Lottie liked to use for it instead.

★You were really happy to have her. She was so patient and calm anytime you had one of your little meltdowns. You always anticipated anger that never came, instead being greeted by gentle words and soft hands.

★One of your strategies for tackling your frustration was coloring. To be fair, it wasn't exactly your idea, more of Lottie's suggestion. Whenever you had a crappy day you drifted off and drew a little picture until your frustrations melted away with the crayon you dragged across the page.

★"Can you come to the table and finish eating please? You can play after."

★Of course, you didn't really like discussing when you had a bad day, so it wasn't Lottie's fault that she didn't know that's what you were doing as she called you to come eat. But that didn't matter because you were little, and frustrated, and holding a box of crayons.

★"Darling? Your food is getting cold-"

★One simple request. Lottie had given you one simple request. And for that you decided it was appropriate to introduce her face to the box of crayons you had in your hands.

★She didn't have nearly enough time to react as you chucked it at her. She brought her hand up to block her face too late as the box exploded like a firework, crayons scattering every which way. She stood a bit shocked for a brief pause, before sighing heavily and pinching the bridge of her nose with her index finger and thumb.

★You were fully prepared for her to be angry, but instead her expression softened and she sat on the ground to meet your eye level.

★"Rough day today, huh?" You didn't respond, but she nodded with understanding as if you had, "You still need to eat love, you might feel better when you do-"

★"I don't wanna!"

★Lottie hummed for a moment, considering this, "You can eat in here if you like?"

★"I..."

★"Just have to be careful, you don't wanna mess up you're drawing. It looks so good so far :)"

★You immediately softened up at her compliment, "You think so?"

★"Of course!" She stood up, ruffling your hair as she did, "I'm gonna get your food, stay here ok?"

★Lottie always knew the right words to help you settle down when you got yourself a little worked up. And it wasn't always her words, it was in her actions too. She knew all the right buttons to push to get you to settle down, even when you were being obnoxiously stubborn and absolutely refusing to let her in.

★"Baby c'mon, a quick bath won't kill you."

★You were less moody, more absolutely determined to not get in the bath. You knew what a bath meant; it meant settling down for the night, which meant bedtime. You were not a fan of bedtime, not when you had so many important things to do, like play with your stuffies and finish watching bluey.

★"Five more minutes."

★"You've been saying that for the part forty five."

It was like a verbal tug of war, with Lottie trying to convince you to go, and you asking for another five minutes. You knew you were winning based on how her eyelids drew heavy and she started to yawn more and more frequently. She was a sleepy person in general, let alone how late it was. If you could just keep this up, she was bound to pass out and leave you to do your own thing.

★"Darling I promise it will be fast-"

★"Nooooooo."

★"Baby,"

★"No!"

★She grumbled, and you could tell you were getting to her, "Don't be a brat-"

★ D:< "Don't call me that!"

★You hated being called a brat, and in her sleepy haze she must've forgotten that. Or maybe she decided to try name calling in an attempt to get a leg above you. Either way, you didn't appreciate it.

★You pouted and turned away from her to break eye contact. Although, after a short beat, something floated through your field of vison. A bubble, gently drifted past you. Your eyes grew wide as you watched it float past, more bubbles parading behind it. You pawed at them, grinning to yourself as they popped, before turning around to locate their source. You aren't quite sure why you were so surprised to see it was Lottie, but you reached out and gestured for her to give you the bottle.

★"Oh, you want these?" you nodded quickly, and she kind of giggled to herself, "You can have them... in the bath."

★The BETRAYAL.

★You turned to look away from her again, as more bubbles gently floated past, some popping on your skin and leaving little wet circles as reminders.

★You wanted them so badly.

★You tried to take the bottle from her, but she jerked her arm up and held them where you couldn't reach. You whined and tried to pull her arm down.

★"Darling these are all yours the second you get in the bath."

★Another thing you hated was letting her win, but you kind of had to admit, the bubbles sort of took priority here.

★"...fine >:("

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

s4 episode 2 thoughts

ah, this episode! i have heard it is very scary. so i’m curious to see how creepy it can be. usually what gets me the most is body horror, at least so far. 

i’m really not a horror fan so i’m interested to see if this will push my limits or just be kinda silly. remember that evil AI in like s1 episode 8? and when it was unplugged it said “noooo, brad :(“ or something like that? yeah that one just made me giggle lol

(author's note after seeing the episode: what...)

(additional author's note: read to the end to see why i think this episode might be actually about the civil war's long-term consequences)

how far we have progressed since then! 

let us begin!!!

we open with a storm and some scary music. pretty intense for the first few seconds. oh, now someone is giving birth. it is very dark and hard to see but it appears these individuals do not look like your average fellow off the street.

GAG! slurping noises are produced as the baby emerges. birth counts as body horror btw i do NOT make the rules. EUGH the umbilical cord…

(sorry y’all pls take no offense to those who have or desire children someday... it’s just something that makes me feel dizzy to watch but i support your dreams and choices i promise 🙏)

okay, but the baby is crying so that’s usually a good sign right? like better than a quiet baby, i think.

but a bunch of people are leaving after the delivery and i thought they would stick around to do things like look at the baby and see if it is healthy and stuff. but no. they’re leaving. where are they going...

they’re digging a hole?????? WHAT DA HELL. BABY IN THE HOLE??!!!!!! while someone cries terribly. OMG the grief…

WHAT THE HELL???

what have i gotten myself into……

intro time. always gonna think about that tweet regarding scully’s glamour shot on her ID. anyway just in case you forgot the truth IS out there.

so we see some kids in a place called home, pennsylvania, and they’re playing baseball. you know how children are, with their baseball. it’s as serious to them as a senator running a reelection campaign. 

kid knocks the ball over the fence, and onto the property of “the peacocks”. the kids will NOT go get the ball, and instead find a spare. seems they prepared for this, or could maybe find a place that isn’t next to a very scary house to play ball, but i understand spacial constraints.

OH???? the kid is digging his foot in to go swing and…. BLOODY PUDDLE???? THIS MUST BE THE BABY FROM BEFORE????

he backs away as we see a tiny hand in the dirt. that poor kid omfg he must have been traumatized… and his sneakers were so bright and white…..

cutscene to mulder in the field after all the kids have fled! ah, mulder loves his baseball. in fact, he even sniffs it. he’s practicing his pitching LMAOOOO please be serious for FIVE minutes. 

scully is measuring the hole while he does all this. in fact, he is not stopping. it just keeps going while she talks about the angle of the shovel.

she makes some quip about quitting the FBI and becoming a spokesperson for the ab roller, when he SHOVES THE BALL UNDER HER NOSE and says “smell that” THIS MAN IS SUUUUUCH A WEIRDO I LOVE HIM

“it’s perfume. eau de ball” (stupid little mulder smile)

very strong juxtaposition between baby death and a daydreaming mulder, but that is the sort of thing we have come to expect from this show. he seems enchanted.

WAIT! he’s talking about his sister… “all-day pickup games out on the Vineyard” and going down to the beach… no cell phones or faxes… oh man, this baseball has him talking about his family :(

“mulder, if you had to do without a cell phone for two minutes, you’d lapse into catatonic schizophrenia” <- WELL GET HIM! it is true. he is always making calls and then abruptly hanging up.

feels weird to be smiling like a fool at my screen as these two talk about their lives after seeing the opening scene... but here we are!

“scully, you don’t know me as well as you think you do. you know my work demands that i live in a big city, but if i had to settle down, build a home, it’d be a place like this” 

OHHHHH MY GOSH

1. he has though about settling down and having a life outside of his work, and this is such a character reveal, and i know he wants like a small army of children, and

2. i just KNOW those words are gonna come back and bite him when this place is revealed to be some sort of cult

she says it would be like living in mayberry which i had to google BUT: it is the town from the andy griffith show. ah, i see. so very quaint.

someone pulls up to see them and i paused at just the right time to see that mulder’s shirt is very baggy and living up to my URL, which is good because sometimes i worry it’s a bit TOO niche, but i made it after watching 4 episodes so i’m too attached to change it now. meanwhile, scully’s coat is wonderfully sleek and it’s a fun little contrast.

this is sheriff taylor, who says this is a very small town, and there are no real suspects. mulder asks about the peacocks next door, and the sheriff goes… quiet. apparently three boys lived there, and their parents were hurt in an accident. the sheriff and his team tried to administer care to the parents, but the boys took the bodies home??? that’s. odd.

so these peacocks have no electricity, grow their own food, and… are inbred. the sheriff says they are feeble and sad, and wouldn’t have any idea what they are talking about. which just makes me think they are the prime suspects.

the sheriff is saying that he loves his town, it is quiet and peaceful, and he knew someday it would change when something terrible happened. when he saw “it” in the ground, he knew that day had come. he seems convinced it’s an outsider but also he is purposefully ignoring all the evidence in the other direction. and he wants their help, but he doesn’t want anything to change. 

(i see... this is about the terrible secrets of small towns and the wish to keep everything quiet and preserve an idyllic image rather than make meaningful change)

apparently they were recommended to help out when “the victim” was described, so mulder says that maybe they should go take a look.

and whew, when they cut to a bundle of blankets next to some cans of spam (that look like they’re partially covered to hide the branding?) it’s a lot. it's a lot to handle, for me, emotionally, but i guess that's a fairly normal reaction. the sheriff just pulled the baby right out of the fridge. we also meet a deputy named barney.

they shove poor scully in a tiny bathroom with just a sink in it to do her work, because they don’t want anyone else seeing the autopsy go down. the sheriff says they can’t do it in his office, because everyone knows he never locks his office door, and they’d start rumors. this whole small town thing is starting to seem quite oppressive.

mulder is also here in this tiny closet-like bathroom, and i can feel the claustrophobia from here. despite the lack of space, scully begins.

and she is taken aback, but not as much by the fact that it is a child but that said child “has been afflicted by every rare birth defect known to science”. mulder has his arm on the wall leaning in and watching in a way that is weird for the space.

we only see a few shots of the baby- thankfully, because i don't think i could handle seeing any more of it than we do- but it’s enough to make me go whew, shout-out to the props department for making something that looks like that, because that is how i cope with seeing things on this show that make me nearly faint

she is reciting the various things that this child has been born with, and mulder says that they can probably rule out murder, right? but scully says idk… it looks like it WAS murder, actually. dirt in the nose.

lord, they walk out after doing that and somehow don’t need to like, down some vodka or something to cope. 

“imagine all a woman’s hopes and dreams for her child, and then nature turns so cruel. what must a mother go through?” oh my gosh is scully gonna make me cry…

“apparent not much in this case, if she just threw it out in the trash”, says mulder, while they sit on a bench on he is manspreading like you would not believe. but i assume they are in a tough spot mentally so manspreading is permitted in this situation.

“i guess i was just projecting on myself”, she says, and oh my gosh does scully want kids someday…. stop i’ll cry!! i’ll cry. 

“well, just find yourself a man with a spotless genetic makeup and a really high tolerance for being second-guessed and start pumping out the little uber-Scullys” he says, rubbing her back.

and i can’t decide if this is funnier if he’s truly and deeply down terrible for her and suggesting subtly that HE could be that man, or if he’s just being a really good pal. so i’m gonna turn around both options in my head for a while and see which sticks.

“what about your family?” “hm? aside from the need for corrective lenses and a tendency to be abducted by extraterrestrials involved in an international governmental conspiracy, the mulder family passes genetic muster” (said with a celebratory flourish of his hands)

oh my gooooooosh i love them both so bad. he is SUCH a nerd. and his constant need to joke about the horrible things… even when they are approaching a serious topic, life ambitions and the desire to start a family, he has to go in there with some sarcasm to avoid getting Too Serious...

see? he has good genes. allegedly. go forth.

but he sobers up, points out that the child they had to just examine is a serious tragedy, and some likely very young parents are probably incredibly scared. but this isn’t really an FBI matter. 10 points to him for being serious for once.

she is brainstorming how such a thing could happen- “now, we all have a natural instinct to propagate” “do we?” <- ace mulder subtext i see you…

scully is convinced that the woman who gave birth to that child did it against her will, and mulder points out that kidnapping is a bureau matter… she seems determined to save someone caught in a horrible circumstance here, and i admire that about her, the sense of justice she has. she gets up to go investigate.

but he calls out: “hey scully- i never saw you as a mother before” <- OH MY GOD??? OH MY GOD. i can’t even begin to process that right now. oh my gosh it seems like he has wanted kids SO terribly… but scully never really brought the subject up, which is fine because not everyone wants kids!! but what does it say about her character if she DOES…? i am analyzing.

i hope she is happy someday with whatever she chooses. music is playing as he looks after her. do not for a second think i missed that little musical flourish and gaze combo.

so, they go to the peacock's farm. where they find a chopped off pig’s head on the steps. it doesn’t seem to bother them at all, which must be a testament to the strength of bureau training.

mulder tries to do his usual “enter first and ask questions later” thing, but scully STOPS HIM, saying there is no probable cause.

WHAT!!! for once they did NOT JUST BURST IN!!??? their random entering of places is one of my favorite running gags and for once they didn’t. oh she is serious about this one…

so they just peek inside instead…. and then they get their guns and go inside after seeing a table covered in blood. oh…. the scissors from before…. yes, bloody table = probable cause

there is blood everywhere, and the footprint from the crime scene matches the footprint in blood on the floor. AND they find a bloody shovel. well!!! we know who did it now!!! but… where are they??

it is soooo dark and creepy as they make their way through the house. and someone is WATCHING THEM THE DARK as they investigate. BLEUGH we get an extreme closeup on their eyes…….

i am spooked.

now scully is on the phone with sheriff taylor, who is describing the warrants for the arrest of the peacocks he put out, while mulder slams a TV in their hotel room, trying to get it to work. typical mulder behavior

(i bet they felt a need to incorporate some silly moments to lighten out the heavy heavy heavy content, and honestly i didn't think it would work, but for me it kinda is. don't get me wrong, it's still VERY heavy, but it's not start to finish just trauma like we got in calusari, which stands out to me as being the darkest and least fun episode in the series so far. but let mulder sniff a baseball a little and smack a TV and our agents talk about having a family and it is slightly less overwhelming in terms of tone)

and she brings up the white cadillac they found there but he says get a lot of abandoned cars. damn, who is abandoning a cadillac...

what is this sheriff hiding…?

he pulls out his gun from a locked box, and seems deeply regretful. before he puts it back in the box… hmm…

back at the peacock farm. the brothers are packing what looks like clubs into the cadillac. and i notice how silent and scary the whole thing is… no music whatsoever.

meanwhile, mulder is doing a little dance to try and get the TV working, which scully is smiling at him in a way that implies long term affection and exhaustion. i want to get those gifs and save them upon my blog forever and ever.

he’s trying to watch the knicks game, but as she heads out, he says “goodnight mom”, and she looks… uncomfortable. i mean, it’s a weird thing to say, but still. he says a lot of weird things and she doesn’t always look sort of… hmm. idk, the only phrase that comes to mind is “cut to the quick”. i WILL be analyzing that.

she tries to leave and the lock is broken, so he places a chair underneath, which might do something but like… probably not a ton.

anyway, back to the cadillac, where the brothers are pulling out while listening to music. where are they going….

sheriff taylor is up late at night, “taking one last look around before it all changes”. oh, he loves his town… but it is rotten, like mulder says. AND HIS WIFE DOESN’T LOCK THE DOOR AS THEY COME IN!!! NOOOO!

the brothers are on the move, while scully sleeps and mulder watches a fuzzy documentary on hyenas?? okay. king behavior.

but back at the sheriff’s house, he can hear the brothers approaching, and pulling into his yard. oh no…. he looks out the window and the brothers aren’t there. so did they already get in…?

he’s going for the gun, he says, and they enter his house. and he’s got a baseball bat, but where is the gun! they have clubs! like the kind the bad guys in zelda use!!! they look very very dangerous!

he hears them approach as his wife is under the bed……… and he swings his bat at the intruder, but he is barreled right over, it’s three on one, and they beat him RIGHT AS HIS WIFE SEES THE WHOLE THING FROM UNDER THE BED. and they sniff and sniff and FIND HER UNDER THERE????????

what the fuck. who came up with this…….. that song is still playing as they get in their car and leave. i'm sure the song also has some significance to the meaning of what these guys are doing but tbh i have never heard it before so it's hard to unpack.

the deputy is at the scene of the crime the next day, smoking a cigarette, hands shaking in terror. he had come over to give the sheriff a report… and found them that way.

so the owner of the cadillac was found in baltimore, she had left it behind after running out of gas. this is not a lead in the slightest.

mulder is investigating the scene while scully pulls out files from the crime lab, and it is. well, it is very bad, to put it bluntly. the crime scene is horrific. 

she says that the crime scene messed up the tests on the infant… but mulder proposes that… perhaps each of the brothers were the father? she talks about how babies are made and how that makes no sense, but he proposes that generations of inbreeding could maybe make such a mutation. but she says that isn’t possible, they’d need a female family member and there aren’t any left. hmm...

scully wants to try and trail them right now and go save whoever it was that was forced to give birth, but mulder points out that they are outnumbered and could further endanger the victim. what to do…? i don’t know the answer. 

oh! the deputy barges in and says he’ll take them up there so it’s three against three. and they have guns, which should give them the advantage. okay. shoutout to the deputy.

mulder seems suspicious however, and says his suddenly entry was a bit “too chuck bronson for me”. so yeah, i had to google that too. this chuck fellow is the guy from machine gun-kelly. and NOT that sleazy rapper one. the more you know.

scully is confused, though, because why would they kill the sheriff? he didn’t even investigate them. unless they somehow overheard them talking about issuing the arrest warrants while in their house… and they are operating under the assumption that the brothers were not in the house when they were…. but we know that someone was in hiding!!!

OH! back to the house. one of the brothers declares he is hungry. we finally get a semi-decent look at them, and they are incredibly gruesome. someone is under the bed still…. 

and when they declare that they are “ready”, they strip down. they knew this day- and change- was coming, and all they can do is be ready for it. this is our home. and this is the way it’s gonna stay. 

again, i ask, who came up with this……

the deputy and our agents are on the property, now. deputy wants to come in from the front and let them take the back. a brave thing to offer, but i am slightly suspicious of him. they have wired headsets on and bullet proof vests on, and he is going in.

so they’re approaching- scully and mulder in the field, the deputy out in front. scully is peeking through binoculars but she doesn’t see anyone inside!!! it has to be a trap!!!!

OH MY GOSH!!! just as scully tells the deputy to not go in, he opens the door and an AXE SWINGS DOWN AND CHOPS HIS HEAD OFF!!!!!

i am sorry for being suspicious of you, deputy. may you rest in peace.

mulder’s reciting his facts from the hyena documentary. they are witnessing something akin to prehistoric humanity. but he has an idea: divert them out of the house, so they don't have to deal with their traps. it is a good idea.

so they are sneaking into the pig pen, which had to be a pain to shoot. “scully, would you think less of me as a man if i told you i was kind of excited right now?” he asks as they try to get the pigs in a line to topple like dominoes or something???

“is there some secret farmer trick to getting these things moving?” “i don’t know!” lmaooo these city slickers...

they’re shoving pigs straight out the gate, and she’s trying to say some magic pig words from babe, which her nephew apparently watches all day. you know what that means...

! SCULLY LORE REVEAL ! she has a nephew!

but there are more pressing matters at hand than a lore reveal as one of the brothers emerges, falling for their piggy trap. we see them in daylight now, and it is an unsettling sight. 

as the brothers try to herd the pigs back in, the agents sneak in, with mulder picking up a giant log to poke open the door. and it is a good thing he did that, because a trap descends right on the log that surely would have beheaded him as it did the deputy if not for the log taking the axe/weapon thingy for him. thank you for your service, giant log.

they sneak in beneath the log and close the door as if nothing went down. scully is yelling to see if anyone is in the house. they’re doing a sweep in excellent coordination. mulder mumbles “oh no” and i’m scared but he just picks up a newspaper that says elvis is dead and frowns 😭 his ass cannot be serious for more than five minutes 

but something approaches!!!! they enter the bedroom and see photos of generations and generations of this family, with varying conditions. and at this moment mulder notices that someone is under the bed!!

he’s trying to say that they’re here to help, but whoever is down there is screaming, screaming at them to go away. so scully tries to move the bed, but she’s strapped to a board underneath the bed, and they pull her out and…. oh my gosh, she has no limbs, i think? it’s dark and hard to tell. they keep her under the bed..........

mulder says they’re going to get her home, but after a glance at the pictures on the wall, scully says that she already IS home. it’s mrs. peacock. the mother of the family that they thought died in the car accident!!!!!!

she is sobbing and they roll her back under the bed, with mulder having a horrific look on his face, unable to process what he just saw. 

mulder is back on the prowl to find the other brothers. and he tasks scully with trying to convince mrs. peacock that she is the only one who can get “her boys” out of here without them being hurt. a mighty task, indeed.

she walks away, and he says “scully, w-watch your step” and he’s worried about her and i want to cry. oh!! we see a trip wire……….

so scully goes back to mrs. peacock, explaining that she needs medical attention, and the agents are here to help. she says that this is their home- why leave it? she has to see if the boys are okay. 

and she lost her limbs in the accident that killed her husband. “sewed me up just like the family learned in the war of northern aggression” OH! so that is an WILD thing to say in pennsylvania. but it was at this point i thought i was putting the pieces together for an extended metaphor...

but she insists she felt no pain, and that no one in the family does. and they’re such good boys. scully points out they murdered three people, and mrs. peacock says she can tell scully has no children, but maybe someday she’ll learn the pride and the love “when you know your boy will do anything for his mother”

well i think you probably just made her swear that off forever!!! so!!!!!

the brothers see mulder in the window, and they start to run in. and as he holds one at gun point, another tries to bash in his head, so scully shoots him. but this isn’t enough to take him down! and the other one joins in on their attack, so it’s two against one tag teaming mulder!!! oh my gosh scully can you use your perfect aim???

yes, she can, but despite emptying the whole clip, they aren’t hurt!!! 

they’re running and running and dodging a whole lot of terrible blows, and scully yells out that she has the mother! she trips over the wire and one of the traps falls RIGHT into one of the brothers, seemingly finally taking him out.

she notices marks on the floor, and when they go back for mrs. peacock, they can’t find the other brother or the mother.

so they put out an APB for them, saying that in time, they’ll catch them. but he counters with “i think time already caught them, scully”

cutscene to the cadillac- where mrs. peacock says that “sherman and george were good boys”- SHERMAN? a union name? edmund, sherman, and george… 

it ends with mrs. peacock saying that there will be more peacocks, and they have to find a new home, make a new family to be proud of. she is in the trunk of the car while she says this.

okay so first thoughts: WHAT THE FUCK.

this episode definitely lived up to its horrific reputation. but i can’t figure out exactly what it is it MEANS!

beyond exploring the horrific topics of generational abuse, i feel that there is something a bit deeper going on here. i actually felt so compelled to see if i was imagining things that i went on the wikipedia page for the episode, which spoke of its themes on the american dream and the nuclear family. those themes i see for sure- how mulder was talking about settling down in a place like this, so quaint and quiet, how they started discussing their own desire for a family, and how every idyllic thought about what a family could be was upended on its head with the peacocks. that made sense to me. but...

that line- “the war of northern aggression”- was what the confederates called the american civil war to justify their rebellion. this is notable for the fact that this whole episode took place in pennsylvania, which was a union state- but somehow, they got so twisted up in their own hatred that they’re parroting the lost cause ideology over a century after the war.

the repeated motifs of “things being the way they are in a small town, in our town, in our home”- is that a symbol for the festering of post-civil war wounds? the inability for the war to make meaningful change when it came to the attitudes of the people on the losing side, who continue- even to this day- to spew their hateful ideology? the inbreeding metaphor- is that a representation of how hate begets hate begets hate, generation after generation, compounding and corrupting by the lack of intervention from outsiders who are too afraid to change “the way things are” and call out harmful behavior? and the newspaper from elvis’s death… is that another allusion to the family (or perhaps certain parts of the country) living entirely in the past, in addition to their lack of electricity and water, just stewing in their own hatred? even the name- home- reminds me of the “house divided cannot stand” rhetoric. is this talking about the rot of "back in the good ol' days" thinking?

or if not a metaphor for the country, and instead just the horror of abuse? of how people can feel that things are the way that they are, and so that makes it correct, no matter what the cost? about how warped perceptions of family can be made and shaped? and the fact that mrs. peacock went along with all of this, despite being the biggest victim of the family... is that to speak on the twisted nature of gender roles and how they are weaponized in familial abuse?

i have to clarify that i am not an expert on abuse in the slightest; i am just trying to work through the themes of what i just saw. you know how it is on this blog; i do my best to interpret the big issues, but also recognize that i can only see and comment upon so much.

i'm really, really curious to hear how you interpreted the episode, though. or how audiences have understood it in the past, or if it has ever been re-evaluated. what did the cast and crew have to say on it? i want to know.

man. this is gonna really make me ponder. i want to know. it was too purposeful to just be a “wouldn’t it be fucked up if…” sort of situation.

regardless of the terror, i actually thought this episode was pretty good. it felt cohesive, not just a sideshow of horrible things to make you feel shocked. and we learned more about our characters- their ambitions in life, the possibility of a family someday dangling over their heads, and the terror associated with everything that could go wrong. i think there is always some fear about starting a family (i wouldn't know, but i do read books and stuff), and for scully to just now vocalize her thoughts on the subject and to immediately see this case- i can only imagine what it did to her thought process.

i thought the more light-hearted elements were working at the beginning- mulder's TV dance, baseball time, the merits of their genetics, family talk- worked well at first. but by the end it was just... damn. that was a lot. maybe that is the indication of a successful episode, that it can take you along heavy subject matter with a sense of character analysis and horror, but end with just terror.

i'm not a horror fan outside of this show, so the balancing of the heavy and the humor always baffles me a little bit. i don't know how other materials do it, so i can't really say if it could have been done better or worse. i think the important part though is that they don't turn the tragedy itself into the joke. it wasn't giving "point and laugh at the horrible peacock family!" it was finding humor in other situations, that ultimately still surrendered to the sober feeling of what humanity can do.

whew. this one is definitely gonna stick with me for a while, and i’ll need like 12 hours to formulate my thoughts into something comprehensible. but, you ask, did you like the episode?

yes! while i'm not sure i'd watch it again for funsies, i thought our agents had to confront some inner demons while also learning a lot about them together and individually, which is exactly the thing i want in an episode. i think it brought them closer and they understand each other better, and i think we're getting into some real juicy parts of their relationship. i can't stop thinking about him rubbing her back- how terribly devoted they are to each other, regardless of if either of them can put that into words. those dynamics of devotion that go beyond words- it's so special to me.

and sure, i'll take the bait, and daydream about them living together... i am not above fan service in the slightest. it is me, the fan, who loves to be serviced.

but again. i'm spooked.

[zootopiathingz]

Genuine question: Why do you ship Radiobelle? I've seen a lot of people doing it, and I'm curious as to what the appeal is!

The real question is, why do people ship anything? Why do we all see two or sometimes more characters interact with each other and imagine how cool it would be if they both had deep-seated romantic feelings for the other?

Answer: cuz we can!😌

Idk about the rest of you, but I don’t exactly have much control over what I ship and don’t ship😅 I just see the characters together and my brain randomly decides either “yes I want them to make out” or “nooo I don’t really see it”. (I am in no way a pro shipper though cuz no)

But as for Radiobelle specifically, there’s just something about them that my silly fangirl heart can’t resist. While I am fairly new to the HH fandom, I did watch the pilot around the time it came out and a small part of me did ship them back then. But I never really allowed myself to indulge in it and I just wasn’t that into the show anyway so I didn’t bother. Now, after actually watching the episodes and engaging in fandom content, I finally embraced the cringe to the full extent and let myself be consumed by the radio demon and his charming demon belle! :P

Now I’m aware that the majority of people don’t like Radiobelle, or even full-on hate it for multiple reasons. Sure, whatever. You don’t have to like every ship, nor does anyone expect you to! I can understand it’s not for everybody. The main thing that bugs me, though, is when people try to start arguments about why it’ll never be canon and why you shouldn’t ship it. “Charlie is with Vaggie and Alastor is aro/ace!” People ship Alastor with a multitude of other characters and nobody bats an eye,, why is it only when you see him being drawn with Charlie that you lose your shit and get offended about his sexuality being ‘erased’? (That’s a topic for a whole other post tbh). And people can ship Charlie with other people. Hell, they DO! I’ve seen numerous art of her and other characters.

Then there’s also the “Alastor thinks of her as his daughter!” See, I want everybody to actually watch episode 5 again and come back to me on this. No, he fucking does not. The only reason he was saying any of that was to get under Lucifer’s skin. That’s it. That was his whole intention. He doesn’t like Lucifer and wanted to rub it in his face that he has been a lousy father to his daughter, in comparison to all the ways he has helped her, with the hotel and whatever else.

Phew, now that I’ve gotten that out of the way! Onto why Radiobelle has stolen my heart!

I just love their dynamic and it all really started with the pilot. Alastor—this mysterious force of nature who can kill anyone and anything, is capable of unimaginable power and torture—randomly showing up on the doorstep of a hotel to help out. And literally no one else trusts him (reasonably so) but Charlie, the good-hearted soul she is, lets him in. She’s cautious, of course, but she’s giving him the chance to do some good because that’s what her dream is all about!

Now while I do wish they had some more interactions in the actual show, what we have so far is scrumptious✨ Alastor may have been giving an abundance of praise to Charlie to piss off her dad, but I don’t think he was lying. Deep down I’m sure he is enjoying the time they’ve spent together—even if he doesn’t fully realize it. Charlie defends Al’s sadistic behavior to her dad because he was doing it to defend the hotel (and bc he’s a cocky mf lol but it’s endearing to her in a way).

Oh and don’t even get me STARTED on episode 7 bro,, omfg the content!! The way he’s extra touchy with her even after they’ve made their deal. Her being nervous and stressed out but he encourages her anyway and verbally admits that he had faith in her the whole time. Him giving her his microphone—which is likely the main source of his power as shown in episode 8 (where he let her use his mic AGAIN!!!) which just shows how much he actually trusts her,, UGH it’s just 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻 give me more!!

Now, do I expect Radiobelle to become canon? No. Would it be fucking awesome if it did? Oh absolutely. But I know it won’t, and I don’t care! I’m having the time of my life shipping these two hell-dwelling idiots and I don’t care what anyone says about it!😋

[oneforthemunny]

if you could headcanon angst fot each eddie what would it be? (youre hesrtbreakingly good at angst)

mafia!eddie’s is easy. angst about you getting hurt bc of his job. he got ‘sloppy’ (he didn’t) and trusted the wrong person or did the wrong thing. it’s his worst fear come true, repeating history. he’d go into nearly a mania state of paranoia trying to prevent it. a spiraling rampage and just completely loses his mind in a way.

older!eddie i’d say it’s the angst of gina. past relationship trauma and really the verbal and mental abuse she put him in. specifically, left him in when they divorced. how self conscious it made him, how anxious it made him, how deeply just fucked up and skewed his perception of love was.

modern!eddie it would be a good old fashioned break up. he’s too immature in the relationship. one too many fight about forgetting things, her having to do everything. just too much, really, and they break up. he’s in a deep depression after. genuinely heart broken but tbh needs to happen bc he’s gotta grow up a little.

rockstar!eddie is definitely when he does coke and is with the kids. i’m standing with that anon from ages ago (i think it was on the old blog maybe?) but twins are newborns, he’s trying to balance still working and touring and making music, being a dad to four young kids, and being a husband. he’s exhausted but he can’t be, does some coke, nb notices somethings off with how weird he’s been and finds it. she leaves him and goes to farrah’s. he absolutely loses his shit, spirals way out of control, checks himself into like a rehab spa place bc he’s not addicted really but he wants to learn healthy coping skills. has a teeny tiny nervous breakdown too from just everything.

cowboy!eddie is coming. trust.

dom!eddie this feels generic but he takes it too far. not physically but emotionally if that’s makes sense. i think early in the relationship, they’re kinda figuring out what they like, what they don’t. it’s easy with physical things bc he can see it. but he wants to do emotional too. says some hurtful shit in the name of “degrading” which she takes personally. he didn’t mean it but why did he say that, let alone think it (spoiler he heard it in a porno and thought it would be good to say lol). just very angsty miscommunication. definitely helps them establish hard lines on what goes and what doesn’t. realizes she likes being humiliated more than degraded so important in their dynamic but yikes. not fun.

bouncer!eddie he cheats on her. he’s so flirty anyways like that’s just his personality. he’s drunk, she’s not there, gets his dick sucked in the hideout bathroom after a gig when he’s so fucking drunk he can barely stand and sobs after he cums. he’s a wreck about telling you. decides not to lie (bc people there def saw it) and it’s horrendous. absolutely just angst and more angst and he didn’t mean to, you don’t believe him. worst of all you have to WORK together omfg. very not great.

janitor!eddie i pretty much destroyed him with ‘some sunny day’ so that? if it was with reader related, it’s definitely when he gets jealous over nothing. accuses her of cheating and flirting and taking advantage of him and being horrible, because one of the other teachers were flirting with her and she was uncomfortable. but he doesn’t try to hear her side of thing, just assumes and accuses and is deeply insecure, and like can’t be doing that lol.

[thegirlivealwaysbeen]

ttpd initial thoughts (first listen!!) please don't kill me you guys

a lot of the songs remind me of 1989 vault tracks; also please please please jack free us from the synthesizer please i'm begging on my knees

highlights: tortured poets, my boy only breaks his favourite toys, florida!!!, fresh out the slammer, and but daddy i love him

Fortnight - i like it !! i love you it's ruining my life fr??!! it's definitely going to grow on me (also the opening lyrics are likeeee)

Tortured Poets Department - IK I WOULD LIKE THIS THE SECOND IT REMINDED ME OF SUBURBAN LEGENDS idk what it is but!! who else is going to know you if not me!! who's gonna hold you like me??? no-fucking-body!! the charlie puth mention just made me giggle...AND YOU TOLD LUCY YOU WOULD KILL YOURSELF IF YOU EVER LEFT ME??

My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys - favourite so far omfg i adore the oh-oh-ohs and the vibe it's actually so good and I CLAIMED IT SO <3 and this one gives even MORE SUBURBAN LEGENDS LIKE IS THIS THE SUBURBAN LEGENDS ALBUM. also ONCE I FIX ME HE'S GONNA MISS ME. that's literally me??

Down Bad - yeahhh this is?? something. least favourite so far i think. but this really is the swearing album damn. fuck it i was in love so fuck you if i can't have us??

So Long, London - PLEASE JACK SPARE ME FROM THE SYNTHESIZER it's killing me anyway this is !!!!!!! also something. i like a lot of the lyrics !! and the repetition!!

But Daddy I Love Him - this one is prettyyyyy omg. they slammed the door on my whole world !!!! AND NOW I THINK I LOVE IT (the song) like okay bet!!!!!!! SCREAMING BUT DADDY I LOVE HIM??? def another favourite! also ohh some of those lyrics again...

Fresh Out The Slammer - also like this one!! anddd probably another favourite now. the way she sings pretty baby?? WEARING IMAGINARY RINGS?

Florida!!! - THIS ONE IS ACTUALLY SO. OH!!!!!!!!! cunty asf. and that's that. florida is one hell of a drug florida can i use you up !! florence sounds so good.

Guilty as Sin? - it was kinda too long and i only liked the outro but yk

Who's Afraid of Little Old Me? - sounds like you're losing me on synthesizers !! i don't mind it though SO TELL ME EVERYTHING IS NOT ABOUT ME BUT WHAT IF IT IS mecore?! jk

I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) - olivia should sue (this is a joke guys please understand it). kinda disappointed me but it'll probably grow on me !!

loml - it made me sleepy and that's all i remember. i love the lyric i wish i could un-recall how we almost had it all

I Can Do It With a Broken Heart - i really ?? don't like most of the lyrics but: I'M SO OBSESSED WITH HIM BUT HE AVOIDS ME LIKE A PLAGUE only real i can do it with a broken heart lyrics bc literally me

The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived - no opinions idk i like the lyric 'did you sleep with a gun under our bed?' 'good riddance' gracie should sue (also a joke)

The Alchemy - honestly who are we to fight the alchemy is definitely going to become a tiktok edit lyric i'm calling it but i also like this one its a vibe!!

Clara Bow - pretty !!!!!!! YOU LOOK LIKE TAYLOR SWIFT IN THIS LIGHT.

[borathae]

↳ Index [Chapter 31 - Alpträume]

• Alpträume (German, nightmares)

Warnings: nightmares, talks about trauma & killing, magical rituals, she is all sappy with them, Yoongi is so loved, i fucking can’t anymore, this chapter made me cry so hard istfg, he is so loved!, Yoongi *jumps into lava*, he needs to be fucking stopped, I don’t want him anymore, I do but omfg please STOP MIN YOONGI

Wordcount: 10.9k

a/n: idk what to say anymore i just want them to be happy

The air is burning you. You can’t breathe. You feel helpless. Alone. Scared. The shadow is staring at you. There in the corner. Its eyes are white. The body is blacker than the night. Unmoving. Stalking. Watching. Observing. 

There.

You feel danger seeping from it. It is not your friend. You feel it.

Stalking. Watching. Observing. 

“Hello?” you call out to it.

The eyes appear and disappear in slow blinks. 

“What do you want from me?” you ask it. 

It disappears only to appear closer to you. 

You can’t move away. It is coming closer and you can’t move away.

“Please leave me alone.”

Blink. Blink. Blink.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t want to kill you”, you sob, “please leave me alone.” 

The shadow disappears and appears right in front of you. 

“No!” you exclaim, pushing at it only to push air instead. You woke up, but still feel as if you are dreaming. You sit up.

Lights turn on. 

“It’s okay, I’m here”, Yoongi says, hurrying to your side inhumanly fast. He places his hands on your arm, looking at you with worried eyes, “I’m here now, love.”

“Yoongi”, you press out, letting out a little sob afterwards. You even press your eyes closed, sinking in on yourself.

“It’s okay, nothing can hurt you anymore”, he whispers, hugging you against his chest. He sways your bodies from side to side, “you’re okay now.”

“I’m not okay, I’m so scared”, you hiccup, shaking in his arms.

“I know, but I’m here now. I’ll keep you safe.”

“I can’t take it anymore. I can’t sleep without having nightmares. I’m so scared.”

“I know love, I know. Fuck princess, I’m so sorry this is happening to you”, he says, cradling you against him tighter. He kisses the crown of your head, resting his cheek on it afterwards, “should I make you dream again? Nice ones about your plants, how does that sound?” he offers.

“No, please don’t make me go back to sleep, please”, you beg him.

“Okay, you don’t have to. Come on, let’s take a walk”, he says, picking you up from bed to carry you out of the room. 

He only sets you down so you can put on your shoes and he can close your coat neatly. He gives you his beanie, pulling it over your ears to keep you warm. 

He was actually on his way out for a quick hunt when he sensed your distress. He realised that he began sensing it ever since a few weeks. It only really works up to a certain distance before it stops, but if you are still close enough to him, he feels a heavy lump of unease in his chest whenever you are in any sort of distress. He hurried back to you the second this lump began to form and arrived just when you woke. The room reeked of fear as he stumbled into it. 

You still smell of it even now, outside and far away from bed. You are clutching him so tightly it feels as if you were scared that he might disappear.

Yoongi has his arm draped around you, keeping you safe.

“Is this real?” you ask him.

“Yes princess, this is real”, he promises you. 

“I woke up so many times lately only to realise that I was still dreaming. I don’t know what’s real anymore.”

“This is real, princess. I’m real”, he takes your hand to place it on his chest. 

You and him stop right under a streetlamp. 

“This lamp is real”, he says, guiding your hand to it. The metal feels cold and wet on your palm, “feel it?”

You nod your head.

“Describe it to me.”

“It’s cold and wet.”

“Good job. Now how many fingers am I holding up”, he says, lifting his hand. There are eight fingers on his hand.

The shadow is behind him.

“No. No. Nononono. Please.”

“Princess, wake up”, Yoongi’s voice reaches you.

You flinch and wake. The lights are turned on. Yoongi is hovering over you with his hands clasping your face. He is frowning in worry.

“Hey there, hey”, he whispers, wiping your tears away, “I’m here now. You’re safe.”

“Please leave me alone”, you beg, sobbing in pure fear. This isn’t real again. This is just another dream. Any second now and the shadow will appear. “Please, I’m so sorry. Please leave me alone, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay, my love. You’re not dreaming anymore.”

“You said that before”, you choke out between sobs, shaking your head weakly.

“But it’s the truth. Trust me.”

You shake your head. 

“Then ask me something. Something only I can know.”

You look at him, sniffling like crazy. 

Yoongi smiles reassuringly, caressing your cheek. 

“Did..did I i-invite you inside instantly?” you know that the real Yoongi will know what you mean by the cryptic question.

“No, you didn’t. You wanted to water your plants, that’s why we were at your place. In the hallway, we quarrelled about whether or not we should attack Alpha and then you pretended not to invite me inside.”

“And then?”

“Well, eventually you did and I ended up pressing you against the door and telling you not to play with me.”

“What did you knee do?”

“It was between your legs.”

“Yoongi”, you press out, eyes filling with relieved tears.

“It’s me, it’s your Yoongi Boongie”, he says softly, wiping your tears away the second they roll down your face.

“My Yoongi Boongie”, you whisper, reaching up to cup his face, “you’re actually here.”

“Yes my princess, I’m here”, he assures you, leaning down to kiss your forehead, “you’re safe now.”

“I’m so, so s-scared”, you stutter, shaking in fear.

“I know, I can smell it. You don’t have to be anymore, I’m keeping you safe.”

Yoongi watches with a heavy heart as you continue to shake. He hurts for you. He doesn’t want you to suffer.

“Should we leave the room for a little? Put some distance between all of this?”

You nod your head, letting him pull you to your feet. He dresses you in one of his hoodies to keep you warm then guides you outside. 

The hallways of Fredrick’s mansion are narrow and long. Darkness hangs in the air and the silence is deafening. You are shivering like crazy, clutching Yoongi as if your life depended on it. The hallways are so dark. This is like in your dream. Dark corridors, silence and shadows waiting to get to you. Panic fills your veins. This is your dream. You are still dreaming.

“No”, you press out, suddenly refusing to move, “no please don’t. No.”

Yoongi, who felt you begin to fight him, turns to you. You are trying to get out of his hold, leaning all of your weight into it.

“No! Leave me alone, please!”

“Hey, my love”, he says, taking your hands, “you’re safe.”

“No, this is- no please”, you beg, fighting him so roughly that he stumbles into you.

“Careful”, he says.

“I don’t want to do this anymore, please. I’m sorry”, you beg. Your eyes are glued to the dark hallway. Any second now and the shadow will appear. Suzy is coming. You can sense it. You fight him harder, stumble away, “please don’t do this, please.”

“___”, he says and cradles your face, tilting it so you are looking at him and only him. His eyes are widened, racing between yours quickly, “look at me.”

“I’m sorry, please believe me.”

“My lovely, hey”, Yoongi gives your cheeks a soft squeeze, “you’re safe and nothing will hurt you right now.”

His voice is loud. Not because he is yelling at you or is in any way angry at you, but because he needs you to hear him. You reek of such intense fear that Yoongi’s stomach twists. He never smelled such dark and sickening anxiety on you.

“She’ll come for me”, you choke out, shaking like crazy.

Yoongi shakes his head vigorously.

“Nobody will come for you. You’re with me now. You’re safe. You’re awake. And I’m here now. Please listen to me, I’m here”, he assures you, pulling your face closer until he can kiss your forehead gently, “I’m here. You’re awake with me.”

You exhale and with it return to him. All it took was that one contact. That one whisper. That one touch. You are with him again. Yoongi can smell it too. You are still anxious and scared but at least you aren’t consumed by it anymore.

“Yoongi”, you choke out, sobbing so quietly it borders a whimper. Like that of a puppy being hurt.

“Talk to me if you can. What’s scary right now?” he speaks gently, running his thumbs back and forth on your temples. No magic is used. He doesn’t need to, because you’ll always be able to find comfort in his presence.

“The, the darkness.”

“Mhm I see. It’s really dark, isn’t it?” he says and kisses the slope of your nose, “we can go back to the room if you want to.”

“No, please don’t make me go back.”

“I won’t, my love. So we’ll continue here, yeah?”

“I’m scared.”

“I know, but I’m here. We just have to go downstairs and to the kitchen and then we’ll have light again. Can you do that?”

“I don’t know”, you move your head so you can look into his eyes. Tears roll down your cheeks, “I’m so scared.”

“Okay, I understand”, he speaks gently, “then close your eyes and let me carry you. I won’t let go.”

You whimper quietly, switching between looking at his left and right eye. You are scared to close them.

“What if, what if she gets me that way?”

“She won’t, trust me. I’m here.”

You hesitate.

“Close your eyes, my love”, he whispers and places his hand on your forehead to run it down your face slowly. Like this, he brushes it over your eyes as well, making them fall closed, “there we go, keep them close. You’re doing so well, princess love”, he praises and runs his hands to your cheeks, “how’s that?”  

“Not scary.”

“Yeah? Good job, love. Keep them closed”, he whispers, listening to the sigh of relief you let out, “I’ll lift you now, okay?”

“Okay”, you breathe, lifting your arms so he can pick you up easier.

You fall into him, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. He smells like Yoongi. He is real. No amount of dark, twisted magic could fool you now. Nothing could recreate the way he smells and how he makes you feel because of it. Safe. Oh so safe. He is real and as long as he is holding you, nobody can get to you.

Yoongi bounces you in his arms twice then his grip on you is secured.

“Let’s go”, he says and carries you through the darkness safely, “just keep them closed, love. I’m right here.”

You aren’t scared, knowing that for as long as you keep your eyes closed, he will make sure that nothing happens to you.

Fredrick doesn’t keep human food in his kitchen, but ordered his servants to buy stuff for you. Neither he nor his servants are in the kitchen. Yoongi switches the lights on and sits you down on the counter.

He stays close, allowing you to hug him. You are still shaking. Not as much as you did in the hallway, but it is still present.

“Do you want some tea?” he offers, caressing your back.

You nod your head and so Yoongi prepares tea for you while you sit on the counter and try not to cry again. Once the tea is done, he takes you back into his arm, carrying the mug with the other hand. He sits down with you on the rocking chair which Fredrick keeps in one corner of the kitchen. It is made out of rattan and is painted white. Pillows make sitting comfortable and a woollen blanket waits to be used. Yoongi drapes it over your legs, making sure that you are tugged in thoroughly. You are sitting on him sideways. There are three windows with low window sills behind the chair, showing the dark night. Yoongi makes sure to turn the chair in a way so that he would look outside while you could look at the bright kitchen. No darkness will torture you again. Not for as long as he can prevent it.

“There we go”, he says, “here’s your tea.”

“Thanks”, you barely get the word out and accept the mug.

Yoongi doesn’t mind how slowly you move or how quietly you talk, holding you safely and rocking the chair just enough that it feels soothing. You don’t say a lot, but he doesn’t mind. He sits with you in silence, scratching your back and keeping his hand on your knee. You drink the tea slowly, staring at the ground with heavy, sleepy eyes. He knows that you are aching for more sleep, but that fear of another nightmare is keeping you awake. 

You take another sip of the tea, clutching the mug with both hands.

“How is the tea?” he asks you in a soft voice.

“Good. You make the best tea”, you whisper.

Yoongi chuckles, “I sure hope I do”, he says, placing his hand on your thigh to rub it gently.

You exhale loudly, falling into him. Your head is resting on his shoulder, your weight is against his chest.

“I’m so tired”, you confess in a trembling voice.

“I know”, he kisses your forehead, keeping his lips against it afterwards, “just close your eyes and fall asleep, I’ll make sure that you are safe.”

“I don’t want to go back to sleep. It’s so scary.”

“I understand, it’s okay if you don’t want to yet. Just don’t fight it once it happens. I’m right here, yeah?”

You nod your head, snuggling closer to him. He feels so warm and smells so good. It is even stronger now that you are wearing one of his hoodies. It feels like you are getting a double hug from him and that’s the best feeling ever. Especially after such a terrible nightmare.

“I don’t know what to do anymore. Why doesn’t it stop?” you whisper weakly.

“Mhm”, he hums and gives you a little squeeze and a kiss to your forehead, “do you want to describe to me what exactly is happening in those dreams?”

“I don’t know if I can”, you confess, shivering at the mere thought.

“That’s okay, it’s okay”, he soothes those shivers right away, “I was just asking in case they’re not of normal nature.”

“Normal nature?” you gasp, lifting your head in alarm, “w-what do you mean?”

Yoongi frowns in worry then shakes his head.

“Yoongi, tell me. What did you mean by that?” you insist, gripping a bundle of his shirt to shake him softly.

“I don’t know.”

“Please.”

Yoongi sighs in defeat and places his hand over yours, “there were cases where witches manifested a part of their soul in someone’s mind right before their death, so that shall the chance arise and their host becomes mentally weak, they could take over and therefore resurrect again. The hosts spoke of nightmares, night terrors and feelings of losing control over themselves.”

“What?” your voice cracked as you exclaimed the word. Your body is shaking instantly. “Oh god, please no”, you choke out, feeling your eyes tear up painfully.

“Hey”, Yoongi speaks softly and slowly, cupping your cheek, “those cases were very rare and I didn’t say that this is the case with your dreams. They could very well be a trauma reaction.”

“Oh god, oh god I-I think this is happening to me. Yoongi this, this is happening to me.”

“Okay, I hear you, okay”, he says, wiping your tears away, “why do you think it is? Describe it to me if you can.”

“I’m always in, in a long hallway or, or a dark room and I can’t move away and then there is this shadow and it’s coming closer but I can’t move and then there is also Suzy sometimes, but she is bleeding out of her mouth and spits the, the blood at me”, you hiccup, shaking like crazy, “and she calls me a murderer and her voice is so loud and I, I can’t”, you break into tears, head falling against his chest, “I’m a murderer, I can’t take this anymore. Oh god”, you sob loudly.

“I’m right here”, Yoongi whispers, pressing you against him with just enough strength that his promise felt honest, “you’re not a murderer, trust me. What you did was not murder and we will also figure out what your nightmares mean. I promise you.”

“R-really?”

“Yes, really.”

“Thank you”, you choke out, “thank you so much.”

“Don’t. You know that that’s what I do”, he says, rubbing your back until those shivers stop. And you ask yourself why it took you so long to ask him for help.  

That night, you find sleep atop his lap with your head resting against his shoulder and his strong arms cradling you safely. Yoongi rocks your bodies in the rocking chair for an hour after you fell asleep, before he returns to bed with you. He holds you as you slumber, staying awake to make sure that nothing will get to you. No new nightmares torture you until the morning hours.

Yoongi takes you downstairs once you wake again. The others are sitting by a table, eating breakfast and talking. Fredrick is with them. Fringella isn’t. She is still in Geneva, which was probably best for everyone here.

“Good morning” Jimin says, meeting you and Yoongi after returning from getting his cup of coffee.

“Morning”, you say, rubbing your terribly swollen eyes.

Jimin’s eyes flit to Yoongi.  The latter gives him a nod of his head and a toothless almost invisible smile, one Jimin returns wordlessly before their eye contact breaks again awkwardly.

“I’m getting coffee. Do you want me to get you some tea, love?” Yoongi asks you.

“Yes, that would be lovely. Thank you”, you tell him, “and maybe something to eat?”

“Yes, I’ll get you something. Do you want sweet or savoury?”

“Savoury please.”

“Coming right up.”

Yoongi leaves for the kitchen afterwards, leaving you with Jimin. Fredrick is currently in the kitchen, frying eggs. He greets Yoongi with a smile.

“I’m cooking food for your human”, he says.

“You’re burning eggs, that’s what you’re doing”, Yoongi says, “give that to me, you’re wasting food”, he says and snatches the spatula away from him.

“You’re cruel, old friend”, Fredrick jokes and then turns so he could talk to him. He lowers his voice, “tell me, there’s someone inside her head isn’t there?” he whispers so only Yoongi can hear. The latter sneaks a glance at him and opens his mouth to talk.

Jimin studies you from head to toe. You look at him.

“Come. Tae left you a seat next to him”, he says, walking next to you, “what’s up with you? Did you have a nightmare again?”

“Yes. Is it that obvious?”

“No, but I was awake when you and Yoongi left the room. I heard you talk about it.”

“Oh. Uhm”, you touch the side of your neck.

“It’s alright, I’m not going to tell the others.”

You sneak a glance at him. Jimin tries to ignore how flabbergasted you look because of it.

“Thank...you?” you almost ask the sentence.

“Yeah, sure”, he murmurs and then you have already arrived by the table and the others are busy wishing you a good morning.

You sit down on the chair Taehyung prepared next to him and accept the sweet kiss he places on your cheek. A few minutes later, Yoongi returns with breakfast, sitting down opposite of you, next to Jungkook. The others greet him happily which he returns with a little nod of his head. Fredrick sits down at the end of the table, lifting a glass of blood to his lips. He keeps staring at you, trying to figure out the true dynamic of your group. He thinks that Yoongi did something to his head. Whenever he tries to make sense of who you are to Yoongi, his head hurts. He doesn’t want to ask his old friend, because he knows that if he did something it was for the best.

“We were just talking, hyung”, Hoseok says, “that it feels really good to have such a nice morning together. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Mhm yeah”, Yoongi says, nodding his head before he sneaks a little glance at Jimin, “it’s nice.”

“Also did you hear already?” Seokjin says, “Namjoon’s supposed to have been sighted around an hour from here. Somewhere in an old factory again. He seems to love factories.”

“Really?”

“Yes, my contacts saw him”, Fredrick says.

“Well fuck”, Yoongi lets out and touches the bridge of his own nose, “doesn’t matter. Let him run, we have to be somewhere else today.”

“What?!” they all exclaim with widened eyes.

“But he’s less than an hour from here. We could end it, today”, Emma says.

Yoongi shakes his head, “not today. We have to drive back to Meredith”, he says, looking at you.

You gulp, feeling numb in fear. Why would he take you back there? He knows exactly how guilty this place makes you feel.

“Why?” Hoseok asks.

“Yes, why?” Taehyung agrees, placing his hand on your thigh under the table. You reek of fear and he knows that it is because of what Yoongi just told you.

“Because I have a feeling that Suzy Dream Jumped.”

“What?” Taehyung’s grip tightens on your thigh, “are you certain? You are aware of what that means, don’t you?”

Yoongi nods his head, jaw tightening.

“Did this bitch even know how to do that?” Jimin asks, looking just as worried.

“I don’t know, that’s why we have to go back to Meredith.”

“What’s Dream Jumping?” Hoseok asks, speaking what the rest was thinking. Everyone except you, because you currently feel like fainting in fear.

“It is a survival technique some witches use to escape death”, Taehyung explains.

“Okay?” Hoseok cocks his eyebrow up, “now again with more details, please.”

“You see”, Taehyung begins, “there are two seconds before a witch dies where she can transfer parts of her consciousness into a human host and if that host shows mental weakness, she can use that moment to take over and therefore become alive again while the hosts’ consciousness dies”, he explains.

“So why is it called Dream Jumping?”

“Because they hide in dreams so vampires can’t detect them through mind reading.”

“I see. Yo, what the hell?” Hoseok shivers, “this just gave me goosebumps, look”, he says, showing off the erect hair on his arm, “this is freaking scary.”

“Yes it is”, Taehyung agrees then looks at Yoongi, draping his arm over your shoulder, “so I truly hope that this is just an assumption by you. If Suzy Dream Jumped into ___, she could be in grave danger.”

“I know. It’s just a gist for now, but I better be safe then fucking sorry”, Yoongi says, eyes running over your face, “hey princess”, he reaches over the table to take your hand, “everything is gonna be alright, I’m right here.”

Fredrick widens his eyes at the view. Now that explains why he heard Yoongi make sounds like an animal in heat a few days ago. And why he keeps getting headaches. He stays silent, but internally he is screaming and jumping in joy for his Sire.

“You said that it was really rare. Last night”, you say, “did, did you lie to m-me?”

“It is really rare. Only a handful of witches actually managed to do it. I didn’t lie, but I can’t be certain for sure.”

“Oh god”, you whisper, lowering your head weakly, “fuck.”

The vampires exchange a worried look with each other.

“It is going to be alright, trust us”, Taehyung says, rubbing your arm soothingly, “I won’t let anything happen to you and neither will the others.”

“Yeah totally”, Hoseok agrees, “while I still have no idea how Dream Jumping should work, I won’t let that weirdo witch jump into you. No way.”

“Besides, as long as you’re wearing that”, Jimin grabs your wrist and lifts your hand to reveal your ring, “you should be safe. Even if she managed to transfer her bitchy self into you, she won’t get through the barrier the ring’s magic made around your mind.”

“Indeed! This is a very good observation, Jimin. I didn’t even think of that”, Taehyung says, nodding his head vigorously, “this would explain why you keep having nightmares. She is trying to break through the barrier, but can’t.”

“Yeah totally. She’s probably trying to scare you into breaking it yourself”, Jimin agrees.

“Indeed”, Taehyung says and squeezes your hand, “did you hear that, my sweetest? The ring is protecting your mind for now.”

“Are you sure that it is?”

“Yes, I am very certain. What do you say, Yoongi?”

Yoongi takes your hand, running his thumb over your ring.

“Yeah, that’s right”, he observes, nodding his head, “depending on what magic it was laced with, it can protect her from witch magic as well. It’s a ring for mind protection after all.”

“And is it such a ring?” you ask him.

“I told Meredith to put the strongest spell on it. Yes, it’s gonna protect you and Jimin’s theory is very likely”, he assures you and places your hand on the table gently before pulling away to take out his phone instead, “we shouldn’t trust in it blindly however. Who knows what kinda fucked up tricks Suzy has up her sleeves.”

“I agree with you, but for now we can rest assured that ___ is safe. Right?” Taehyung makes sure, caressing the back of your head soothingly as he speaks.

Yoongi studies your fear filled face, eyes softening reassuringly and lips curling into an honest smile.

“Yes, we can rest assured”, he says.

“Did you hear that, my darling? You will be safe for now until we talked to Meredith”, Taehyung says, giving you a little shake before leaning down to kiss your forehead.

“Now excuse me, I’m gonna call Meredith”, Yoongi says, getting up to hurry outside.

“I’m sorry guys”, you whisper.

“For what?” Emma asks.

“Just for…being so much.”

“You are not, stop talking shit”, Seokjin assures you, “we’ll beat that weirdo witch.”

“Witch bitch is a better name for her”, Jimin murmurs, making Hoseok chuckle and Jungkook smile.

“Good one”, the latter murmurs before he reaches over the table to push the cup of tea closer to you, “drink, it’ll do you good and we have to make sure that you stay awake for now.”

“Yes okay, that’s a good idea. She can only get me in my dreams. Right?” you ask, looking at Taehyung for help.

“Yes, that is correct”, he gives you a reassuring smile, brushing the back of his hand over your cheek, “and she didn’t manage to do so yet. Which means you are very strong. Don’t worry, you will be safe.”

“I really hope that you are right.”

“I am. Trust me”, Taehyung says, giving you a reassuring smile.

Yoongi returns, sitting down wordlessly.

“And?” you ask him.

“She’ll prepare everything”, Yoongi says, “we’ll leave after you guys had breakfast. You gotta have to hunt him without us, Fredrick.”

“It’s alright, old friend. I will give you updates once I know more.”

Fredrick offers Yoongi his ring before you leave. You are all in the cars already, so you don’t witness it.

“What are you doing?” Yoongi asks.

“I figured you out. Do what you must to keep her safe”, Fredrick says.

Yoongi stays silent in flabbergasted shock, shifting his eyes to the car in which you are waiting for him.

Fredrick places his hand on Yoongi’s shoulder.

“I am truly happy for you, my friend”, he says.

Yoongi doesn’t look into his eyes, because he can’t.

“I knew that keeping an eye on you as you stubbornly dried out would pay off.”

“What?” Yoongi lets out, looking into Fredrick’s eyes, “what did you do?”

Fredrick smiles without showing his teeth.

“You didn’t think that I would let my friend dry out without protection, did you?”

Yoongi looks away and bites down on his tongue. This is a confession he thought to never hear. He thought that he was all alone as the decades became centuries and later millennia and yet all this time, Fredrick kept a careful eye on him.

The latter nudges his shoulder, doing it so roughly that Yoongi stumbles back. Perhaps however he stumbled back because he was overwhelmed by his confession and therefore lost all his strength. If only for a few seconds.

“I’m happy for you, Yoongi. Perhaps she will finally make you see that our curse is actually a blessing because it made you live long enough to meet her.”

Yoongi shifts his eyes to Fredrick. They are glassy.

“Now do what you must. I carry no anger for you”, Fredrick says.

Yoongi steps closer. Fredrick readies himself with a content smile. Yoongi’s hand touches the back of his neck. Fredrick knows that it is for the best. He has no resentment for his Sire in his heart. Yoongi pulls him closer and against his chest. Fredrick stumbles with a gasp of surprise leaving him. One second. Another. A third.

“Don’t die today”, Yoongi says and gives Fredrick a pat on the back. He breaks the hug and slides the ring back onto Fredrick’s finger. “Keep that on. You’re vulnerable without it.”

“Yoongi”, Fredrick breathes, looking into Yoongi’s glassy eyes, “I don’t understand.”

“Hm”, Yoongi hums and gives Fredrick’s arm a soft pat, “I’ll text you once we know more about her condition.”

“Yes, uh, yes of course.”

“I’ll see you, Fred”, Yoongi says and turns to leave.

Fredrick touches his own chest where once his heart beat. He finds no words to speak until Yoongi has already gotten into the car and driven off. He runs his finger over the ring on his hand. Seconds later there is a tear running down his cheek and a smile on his face. He won’t tell anyone about what happened today, but he will cherish it in his heart until the day he draws his last breath.

The cars take a turn and disappear from his vision. Fredrick lifts his hand and waves.

“Farewell, my friend. I had a good life because of you, it’s your turn now”, he says and lowers his hand. He lets out a deep breath and turns. There are monsters to hunt and he needs to gather his people.

Meredith and Jelena are waiting in front of their house as you roll into their driveway. They wave their hands at you, wearing long coats to keep out the chilly air. Even here, so far south, the weather is getting colder.

Taehyung opens the door for you and helps you outside by holding your hand. He keeps holding it afterwards.

“Yoongi dear”, Meredith greets the Creator, hurrying to him with open arms, “who would have thought that we’d see each other again in this decade”, she says.

“Hey Meredith”, he greets her, placing his hands on her shoulders to kiss her cheeks each. She initiated it and he accepted it. “Thank you for agreeing to help us”, he says.

“Yes of course, it’s the least we can do after what we put you through”, she says then turns to you, “hello ___.”

“Hello”, you whisper, clutching Taehyung’s arm painfully tight. You are so nervous and scared that you want to throw up.

Meredith runs her eyes over your body and smiles, placing her hand on your arm.

“I’m sure that you have many questions.”

“Yoongi explained it to me in the car.”

“Of course he did. You can’t ever stop being a teacher, can you Min Yoongi?”

Yoongi scoffs, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Meredith snickers because of it.

“Now, now come in. Come in. It’s getting chilly out here, doesn’t it?” she says, tugging at your arm gently to get you moving.

The others follow close by. Jelena claims the spot next to Yoongi.

“I missed you”, she says with a flirty gleam in her eyes.

Yoongi sneaks a glance her way, studying her from head to toe.

“It’s good to see you too, Jelena”, he says, turning his attention to Meredith, “did you prepare the spell like I asked you to?”

“Yes. Everything is as it is supposed to be. Do you really think that Suzy Dream Jumped?”

“I think she did.”

“Well, that’s just terrible. Don’t worry, we’ll get her out of ___.”

“Good. I hope you do”, Yoongi says, reaching for your hand instinctively. His fingertips are cold, letting you know that he was affected by his emotions.

Meredith reaches out for him, touching his upper arm in a sisterly caress.

“Don’t worry, Yoongi. I can help her”, she assures him.

“Mhm”, he lets out and she knows that this is all she will get from him. She is okay with that.

The witches prepared the spell in the shed. Dragana and Lea are already working on the finishing touches, welcoming you with open arms.

“I’m so happy to have you back. Meredith told us everything”, Dragana says, holding your hands.

“I never liked Suzy. She always felt wrong”, Lea says, pursing her lips.

“We can be angry at her later, Lea. First we have to get her out of ___”, Meredith says, hurrying to the table.

“Of course. Everything’s ready. All we need now is an anchor”, Lea says.

“I’ll be the anchor”, Yoongi says, shrugging off his jacket and rolling up his sleeves.

“Are you sure? You know that you could end up in a lot of pain if it goes wrong”, Lea says, eyeing him with worry.

“I know what could happen”, Yoongi says confidently, “but you’re not gonna fail. You know what you’re doing.”

Lea looks to the side as Yoongi’s praise flustered her.

“Exactly. We’re going to help”, Meredith says, stepping closer to you, “you have to take off your ring for the spell to work”, she says.

“Ah yeah, sure”, you say, shrugging it off and placing it in her palm. She hands you a white crystal in its stead.

“What’s that?”

“A crystal which will capture one’s soul. We will send you and Yoongi into a magical sleep where you will enter your dreams. You will have to find Suzy and make her touch you.”

“But won’t that make her have power over me?”

“That’s where I’ll step in”, Yoongi says, “once Suzy made contact with you, she is showing herself to anyone in your mind. I can grab her and keep her from fleeing while you capture her in the crystal.”

“I understand. It doesn’t sound as difficult as I thought it would be.”

“The most difficult part will be to stay strong”, Meredith says, “you have to be stronger than your fear.”

“I can do that. I’ll have Yoongi with me”, you hold his hand, “and I’ll have all of you waiting for me. I’m not scared anymore.”

Meredith nods her head in understanding, carrying fondness in her emerald eyes.

“When can we start?” you ask.

“Right now if you are ready.”

“I am. Just one minute please”, you say and hurry to the others.

They look at you with curiosity.

“Just in case it fails and this is the last time I will ever see you. I love every single one of you with my entire heart. You guys made me realise that I wasn’t destined to be a lonely, friendless loser and I seriously hope that you will find the greatest happiness on earth”, you say, tearing up.

You step closer to Taehyung, cupping his cheeks.

“Tae, I’m so happy that you approached me. You introduced me to the world I’m supposed to be in and I won’t ever stop being grateful for it. So thank you, I was able to find my family because of you.”

“I love you, my darling”, Taehyung says, kissing you with trembling lips, “please come back to me.”

“I will”, you whisper, stealing one last kiss before moving on to Jimin.

He glances at you shyly.

“Your days will be brighter from now on. I hope that you can learn how to heal and to be happy again”, you say.

“Damn”, he whispers, looking to the side, “thanks uhm, if you die I promise to be a worthy friend to Tae.”

“Good. That’s all I want from you. Thank you Jimin”, you say, moving on to Seokjin. “Jinnie”, you bury your face in his broad chest, “thank you for making me laugh and for telling me when I acted shitty. You are the bestest family I ever had”, you say, squeezing him tightly.

Seokjin chuckles, rubbing your back, “I love you”, he says, “I know that you’ll come back.”

You and him exchange a fond and loving smile, before you move on to Emma. She hugs you, kissing your cheek.

“You’ll come back. I’m sure of it”, she whispers.

“Thank you, Emma. I always wanted to have a girl friend and you are the best I could have asked for”, you whisper, making her kiss your cheek a second time.

You turn to Hoseok after giving her a smile one last time.

“Hob-oh?” you get out and then Hoseok has you against his chest, hugging you tightly.

“I love you”, he gets out, “please don’t die. You’re my family.”

“You’re my family too, Hobi and I love you. God, I was so lucky to have met you. Truly”, you mumble into his chest, spilling tears because it hurts to think about the possibility that you could disappear today.

You break the hug after a moment, not daring to look into each other’s eyes in fear of tearing up again.

It doesn’t help that Jungkook is crying miserably once you turn to him. Eyes barely open and nose snotty, he falls around your neck in a tight hug.

“Please don’t, don’t leave”, he begs, “please don’t go, please.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Kookie baby”, you promise him, running your fingers through his hair.

“I don’t wanna loose you, please.”

“You won’t”, you whisper, stepping away to cup his cheeks. You wipe his tears softly, “I’m so proud of you, Kookie. You are one of the most remarkable people I ever had the honour to meet and I’m so fucking glad that you didn’t die back then.”

“Oh god, don’t say that”, Jungkook sobs and wails, falling around Hoseok’s neck to cry miserably.

“Take care of him, yeah?” you say, rubbing Jungkook’s back.

“I will”, Hoseok promises and nudges Jungkook, “hey JK don’t cry, she’ll come back to us.”

With an exhale on your lips, you turn to Yoongi and the witches.

“Sorry. I just had to say goodbye. Just in case.”

“It’s okay. We understand”, Meredith assures you, “are you ready?”

“Yes”, you say, stepping into the circle of magical barrier with Yoongi.

Jelena seals it while you and Yoongi sit down.

You take his hands.

“You know that if I started to tell you all the things I feel for you, we would be here until tomorrow, so I’m just gonna tell you that I love you and that I can’t wait to kiss you again and to dance in the greenhouse and, and hug in the sitting room and-”

Yoongi interrupts you with a gentle kiss. You exhale shakily, closing your eyes. He breaks the kiss, running his thumb over your lips as his soft eyes gaze at you.

“Tell me once we’re awake, yeah?” he whispers.

“Yeah, good idea”, you sniffle and laugh, “god, I wanted to start again.”

“It’s okay. I love you too, my most loved”, he says, giving you a smile to treasure forever.

“Oh my god, Yoongi you-”

“Hush, concentrate”, he says in a chuckle.

“Yeah, yeah right. Sorry. Concentrate”, you say and turn to Meredith, “now I’m ready.”

“Good. I need you both to lie down.”

You follow.

“Hold hands at all times to keep the connection. We will begin chanting the spell and you will start to feel sleepy. Remember to stay focused in there and everything will be fine.”

“Okay, I got it”, you say, clutching the crystal in your hand while Yoongi clutches your hand, “I’m ready.”

You close your eyes and as the witches begin to chant, darkness begins to creep up on you more and more.

The lights flicker above your head. Your shoes are soaked in blood. You feel tight in the chest within a second, instinctively reaching to your side for Yoongi only to grab air. 

“Yoongi?” you gasp. 

He isn’t here. You are all alone. 

“Yoongi, where are you?”

Did the spell not work? Did something go wrong? Why is he not with you? What happened? Do the others know that something is wrong? Is this supposed to happen? 

You begin shaking, feeling sick in fear. You are all alone again. Alone in this awful place. And now you can’t even flee from it by waking up because this sleep isn't natural. They don’t know that Yoongi isn't here and that the spell didn’t work. And now Suzy will get you and touch you and take over. Holy fuck. You are so scared. So, so scared. You tighten your shaking hands into fists. Something hard hinders your fingers from closing. 

“Huh?”

The crystal. You took it with you into this dream. But if it came with you, does that mean that Yoongi is also here? Hiding somewhere so Suzy doesn’t suspect his presence?

This must be it. You aren’t alone. You have to be brave. 

You break away from the spot, stumbling at first because you never took a step in here. Walking is difficult as the blood is rising more and more. But you can’t stop. You have to continue. Even if the darkness is blinding and the smell of death makes you dizzy. You have to continue.

You reach the door, which you always saw and never dared to go to. It opens easily. Too easily. You stumble into the room and scream in terror as the door slams closed behind you.

“Motherfu-”

No way. It disappears right in front of your eyes. 

“Okay, what?”

The lights turn off. You scream again because it was genuinely scary. All of it. It is so goddamn scary. You clutch the crystal until your palm aches. Please let this be the last room you have to be in. You hate being here so much.

A small light bulb over your head flickers to life. The floors and walls are soaked in blood. You are so scared instantly, but try not to show it. You have to stay strong.

The whispers begin. The cold begins to surround you. Fog kisses your feet. Black and wet. It begins. She is close now.

“I’m not scared of you”, you call into the dark, flinching when a deafening screech answers you.

Suzy jumps out of the darkness.

“Murderer”, she spits, “there you are. You murderer.”

“I’m not scared of, of you”, you force out the words. You are so scared that you want to cry, but you have to stay strong. This is the only way. Oh, how you hope that the spell didn’t go wrong. You don’t want to die.

“Murderer. Look at you. You murderer”, she hisses and comes closer, “murderer! Murderer! Murderer!” she begins to scream and it would have broken you on other days. But not today. You have to be stronger than her. You have to make her touch you.

“You, you deserved to die”, you stutter, hoping that this is enough to provoke her.

Her face contorts in anger. Raw and maniac anger.

“How dare you!” she screeches, reaching for your shoulders. Her touch is piercing and cold, hurting you.

“Ah”, you let out, knees buckling under the weight.

Finally.

The contact has been made. You feel dizzy. Your vision is blurry. Suzy is trying to take over. The time has come.

Strong hands wrap around her wrists. Yoongi appears out of the shadows and steps right in front of you, pushing her away from you as his fingers almost break her wrist from how tightly he is gripping her.

“Leave her alone”, he hisses.

“You?” she gasps, “you, you are not supposed to be here.”

“It’s over, Suzy”, Yoongi spits.

“No! No you are not supposed to be here! She is mine! She is mine!” she screams, fighting him as best as possible. She is trying to flee again. Hide back in the shadows. But Yoongi doesn’t let her, keeping her hostage.

“___ now”, Yoongi orders you.

You lift the crystal.

“No! Where did you get this from? No! She is mine! I’m not dying yet! I’m not leaving!” she screeches, writhing in Yoongi’s grip.

The crystal is filling the room with bright white light. Suzy dissolves more and more as her essence gets sucked into the crystal.

“No! Don’t do this! I don’t want to die! Why would you do this to me?”

“You did this to yourself. Leave ___ alone”, Yoongi hisses, “___ don’t listen to her, keep going.”

“You are monsters! All of you! I curse you! I hope you die! Die!” she screeches her last words and disappears.

The room begins shaking instantly, the walls and ceilings break more and more. You can barely stand, stumbling from side to side.

“What’s happening? Oh god, what’s happening?”

Yoongi twists around and pulls you against his chest, shielding your head from falling stones with his hands.

“It’s okay. I’m here. Close your eyes, princess. It’s done”, he assures you, protecting you from the crumbling world around you until you stand on nothing more than one small tile.

“What’s happening?” you ask him, lifting your head.

“It’s over”, he says, pressing your head back against his chest, “hold onto me. We’re waking up.”

“We are- ah!” you scream as the tile crumbles underneath you and you fall into endless nothingness.

You wake up with a flinch, sitting up instantly.

“___!” Jungkook calls out, “you’re back!”

He tries to cross the circle only to be stopped by Taehyung with a firm hand on his chest.

“You don’t know if it worked”, he says, “maybe it is Suzy we are talking to.”

“No”, Jungkook shakes his head, “no, don’t say that. I-I’m sure it worked.”

“___?” Seokjin calls your name.

You turn your head into his direction.

“Jinnie?”

“Hey, it’s us. Did it work?”

“I think it did”, you say, looking at Meredith for help, “did it work?”

Yoongi wakes up, gasping as if he fell on his back and is now fighting for air. He sits up quickly.

“My love”, you gasp, touching his arm, “are you okay?”

“Yeah”, he croaks, “fuck, I hate Dream Jumping”, he murmurs, rubbing his temples, “my head’s killing me.”

“Oh no, my love”, you caress his forehead, “are you okay?”

“I’ll heal, don’t worry”, he assures you.

“Yoongi, did it work?” Meredith asks, eyeing you with suspicion.

You don’t blame her.

“Princess, show her the crystal”, Yoongi says.

You stand up, walking to the edge of the circle. You open your palm, revealing the now black crystal to the others.

“It worked”, Taehyung gasps, “my darling, it’s really you.”

“It is”, you say.

Meredith picks up the crystal, inspecting it, “she is telling the truth. I can sense Suzy’s essence in this crystal. You actually did it.”

“Darling”, Taehyung croaks, crossing the circle and breaking it that way, “oh my darling, you are back”, he says, lifting you off the ground to cradle you against his chest, “I was so worried that you wouldn’t make it.”

“I told you, you can’t get rid of me that easily”, you joke, making him laugh.

It is filled with relief and fondness.

Taehyung lifts his head, showing you his blinding smile, “I love you, my darling.”

“I love you too, my darling”, you answer him, caressing his cheeks.

You exchange a kiss. It is filled with sweetness and the comforting feeling of being free. He sets you down afterwards, making way for the others to welcome you back. Like always, they take you into a tight group hug, jumping in a circle with you as they call your name over and over again. It makes you laugh wholeheartedly.

Jimin steps closer once you stopped hugging. You and him exchange a look.

“I’m glad you’re back”, he says, reaching out to shake your hand. His gesture makes you chuckle.

“Thank you, Jimin”, you say, giving his hand a little squeeze.

He hides behind Taehyung afterwards, looking nervous.

Yoongi touches your lower back. You turn to him.

“I’m so proud of you”, he says, “you were so brave in there.”

“I was only brave because I knew that you were with me.”

He smiles fondly, flustering when you kiss his cheek softly.

“Thank you, Yoongi. I couldn’t have done it without you.”

He lowers his eyes shyly, touching the side of his neck.

Hoseok nudges your arm, calling your attention. He is grinning boyishly.

“Your emotional goodbye was totally for nothing. Wah ___ you’re such a sap”, he teases, earning himself a little pinch to his tummy.

“Meanie”, you pout, clicking your tongue, “I still stand by it. I would have never forgiven myself if I didn’t tell you guys that I love you.”

“Awww you’re so sweet. We love you too”, Hoseok coos and drapes his arm over your shoulder, “I’m so happy that you didn’t die. Seriously.”

“Yeah, me too”, you agree.

“You know what this begs for?” Taehyung asks.

“What?”

“Wine and dance. We should celebrate tonight. What say you?” he suggests, turning to the witches, “are you in the mood for celebrations?”

“Yes, oh I haven’t had a good party in decades.”

“Wonderful. Let’s celebrate. Shall we?”

The festivities will last into the longest hours of the night. Food will be shared, wine will be plenty and laughter merry. You dance with the others until your feet hurt and sing until your voices are weak. Jelena asks Yoongi for one dance late into the night when he was already a little tipsy. He said yes and danced with her while you were lost in a kiss with Taehyung. Speaking of Taehyung. He danced with Jimin for hours and they laughed and hugged and joked and it was beautiful to see. You also had a long conversation with the witches about Suzy. None of them were angry at you. They all would have done the same. Everyone except Meredith, who you didn’t have the chance to talk to yet.

The latter joins you in the living room once the celebrations have calmed down. They all went to sleep already, but you can’t quite find tiredness yet.  

Meredith sits down next to you with a sigh. She runs her eyes up and down your body, then leans closer to you. She takes your hand, placing a mug of tea in it seconds later. It feels warm on your skin, making you lift your eyes.

“How are you feeling, dear?” she asks you.

“Drunk, but otherwise fine”, you tell her.

“That’s good to hear. You will sleep very well tonight, I promise you”, she says, relaxing back into her armchair with a loud sigh. She studies your fumbling fingers and the way your eyes are gleaming in nervousness, “what is it, dear?” she asks you.

“I’m sorry”, you whisper the words, “for what I did to Suzy. I know you must be so angry at me.”

“What?” Meredith laughs loudly and wholeheartedly, “oh my dear, no”, she says, shaking her head, “I am not angry at you.”

“What? Really?” you gasp, widening your eyes because you couldn’t believe your ears.

“Suzy was no witch of mine once she revealed her true intentions. I was tricked by her, just as much as you were and I must confess that I carry a lot of guilt in me for accepting her and the others into my coven.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Yoongi is one of my dearest friends and the vampires of this coast are my friends as well. Suzy almost killed them and you did what was necessary to prevent it.”

“I don’t know what to say. I thought that you would be so angry at me.”

“I was at first, until Yoongi explained to me what happened. I feel sad because I spent many years with Suzy and losing her still hurts despite her wickedness, but I’m not angry at you.”

“I’m sorry for killing her. I didn’t want to do that to her.”

“I know and I forgive you. I would have done the same”, she says, reaching out to take your hand.

You lower your head, releasing a shaky breath and with it a million pounds of burden on your chest.

“Thank you” you whisper, exhaling again because breathing finally feels easy again.

“Now drink, dear. I used the last of this season’s lavender for this tea”, she says with sisterly warmth in her voice.

“I will drink it deliciously. Thank you”, you say, enjoying the taste of the tea to the fullest. This is exactly what you needed after such a fun night.

A gentle knock on the door makes you turn your heads. Yoongi is standing in the doorway, swaying from side to side just slightly. His eyes are widened cutely, focused on you.

“Hey there”, you say, feeling fuzzy in your chest instantly. He is so pretty.

“Hey”, he says, waddling into the lights, “I figured that I’ll find you here”, he says, rubbing his tummy. 

“You did?”

“No, I lied”, he sniffles, rubbing his nose with his little fist, “I used my nose. You smell so good.”

“Oh?” your face feels hot instantly. Public compliments. What a nice surprise. One that flusters you immensely.

“Ye”, he nods his head and grins without showing his teeth. He sways a little, rubbing his tummy again. 

“Are you still gonna take long?” he asks. 

“Why?”

He shrugs his shoulders, “just so. Wanna take a walk by the beach?”

“Now? But it’s really late.”

He huffs out air and pouts, “you’s mean”, he mumbles, turning away from you to leave. 

“Yoongi, wait”, you call out, making him stop and turn. You stumble to your feet, hurrying to him even if the alcohol makes you dizzy. You catch yourself by holding onto his arms. He reaches for your hands instantly, holding them tightly.

“I’d love to take a walk”, you say.

“Okay. Let’s go”, he says, tugging at your hand gently, “the sun’s rising, you gotta see it.”

“Yeah? I gotta see?”

“Mh-hm yeah. Wanna show you”, he says, making you smile. He is so drunk. It’s so cute.

You were on your way outside the room as you talked, only to get stopped by Meredith calling Yoongi’s name.

“What?” he asks, looking at her with glazed over eyes. 

“I’m happy for you”, she says, “you deserve to feel this way.”

He flusters, but hides it well with the help of the alcohol. 

“Thanks. It’s all I wanted”, he says.

“I know”, she says and smiles. 

He retorts it. 

“Thanks for being my friend”, he says and flusters her so greatly that she can’t find an answer in time before he leaves the room with you. 

Meredith, who watched her old friend reach for a person’s hand for the first time since she met him and who listened to his voice become so incredibly soft in emotion, feels a sense of happiness as she watches him leave. He always did so much without expecting anything in return. Without his help, the coast and its mountains would still be at war. Without his help, Meredith and her coven could have never learned as much as they did. And without his help and gentle words, she would have given up on many occasions. Truly, Yoongi did so much without expecting anything in return, so to see him find happiness fills Meredith with a sense of comfort. Her friend will be alright and he will be happy. That is a nice thing to know.

The beach is empty. The ocean is calm. Dawn is kissing the mountains, allowing you to see enough not to fall over random rocks. Yoongi guides the way, but stumbles way too many times. It makes you laugh every single time because he makes the funniest faces as he fights gravity. He is so adorable.

The beach closest to the water is made up of coarse gravel and rocks of apple size. Walking is a little easier than climbing over the rocks was, but it is still terribly difficult. You are both so drunk.

“It’s so nice here”, you say.

“Yeah.”

“You were right, it was a good idea to take a walk”, you say, sighing happily.

“Yeah I know.”

“Today was so eventful. I still can’t believe that I had the soul of a dead witch living inside me.”

“She’s gone now.”

“I know, thank god”, you sneak a glance at him, “thank you for coming with me. I would have been so scared otherwise.”

“I’d do anything for you”, he says, making your heart flutter. He skips over a rock, swinging your hands back and forth, “you were really brave. You’re so amazing.”

“Yoongi, you are so sweet. What the hell?” you gasp.

Yoongi looks at you with the biggest heart eyes ever and trips over an especially big rock. He widens his eyes comically big, “oh oops”, he gasps and stumbles, tugging at your hand as he tries to catch his balance.

“Careful”, you say in a giggle, tugging at his arm to get him back up, “you’re gonna hurt yourself.”

“I’m okay”, he says, catching himself, “I’m okay, totally okay. Is just that the rock’s slippery.”

You snicker, “you are so wasted.”

“Tch”, he pouts, kicking a stone gently, “the wine’s good, I couldn’t help myself”, he mumbles.

“Don’t worry, I think it’s cute that you are”, you assure him, “it’s still remarkable to me that you guys can even get drunk in the first place.”

“It’s because it’s the witches’ wine. They have magic in there.”

“Aaah I see, it makes sense”, you study his flushed face, “didn’t you drink an entire barrel of it though?”

“Why is that important?”

“I’m just saying, maybe you’re just wasted ‘cause you drank too much.”

Yoongi huffs out air and pouts, making you giggle.

“I’m just saying.”

“Well, whatever. I can still drink more than you”, you mumbles.

“Hah”, you scoff, widening your eyes, “I didn’t know that this was a competition”, you say in a chuckle.

Yoongi grins boyishly, fluttering his lashes at you. He is being playful right now.

“Tch, you’re so silly sometimes”, you murmur and stop, turning your attention to the ocean. You are drawing hearts on his hand with your thumb as you do.

Yoongi turns to the ocean as well, feeling for his face’s temperature by pressing the back of his hand to his cheek. He feels as if he is burning up.

“The ocean’s so endless”, you say.

“Yeah right. It ends though. Somewhere it ends. Everything does.”

“Yeah, but at its end there will be new land and so many new opportunities and chances at adventure. One thing may have ended, but that doesn’t mean that there won’t come anything after that.”

Yoongi turns his head, running his eyes over your face. 

“What?” you ask him.

“Nothing”, he whispers, shifting his eyes back to the ocean, “something new”, he whispers, lips curling into a comforted smile. He inhales deeply, squeezing your hand. 

You shift your gaze back to the ocean, enjoying the endlessness of it. The smallest flickers of reds can be seen in it, announcing the rising sun. You are a little sad that you won’t see it rise over the ocean, but it is okay in the end. Just standing here and looking out into endless water with Yoongi by your side feels fulfilling enough.

“You’re my land”, Yoongi says.

“I’m sorry?” you gasp, looking at him with bated breath.

“You’re…my land”, he hesitated shyly at first but then continued with a confident nod of his head. 

“I am?” you say, feeling your heart race like crazy. 

He nods his head, furrowing his brows in determination. 

“My love”, you whisper, eyes filling with tears, “my love, I don’t know what to say.”

“Is okay. Don’t say anything”, he assures you, gesturing at the ocean, “I’ll dedicate myself to knowing you. Is what you do with new land, don’t you? I wanna know you well, so I know how to take care of you. Like new land. You gotta know it and cherish it and, and respect it to create something beautiful with it. Is what I’ll do with you, yeah.”

“Oh please stop talking. I’m too drunk for that”, you say, sobbing softly. 

“Why are you crying?” he gasps, stumbling closer to cup your cheeks, “don’t cry please. I’m sorry, I’m so drunk, I said stupid stuff."”

“No, you did not. You are so sweet, I can’t help it. You make me cry because I love you so much”, you confess in a small voice, leaning into his touch. 

“Oh”, he lets out, wiping your tears away. 

“You are so sweet, Yoongi”, you sob dramatically, “why are you so sweet?”

Yoongi leans in and kissed your lips, letting out a shy “mwuah” as he does. It stops your tears. His unapologetic cuteness was just too shocking to witness. You blink at him, heart racing in your chest. 

He flutters his lashes and grins cutely. A little shy, but incredibly cute.

“I think you’re cute”, he says quietly, widening his eyes in shy expectation.

“Well, I think you’re cute too, goddamn it”, you say, sniffling like crazy, “I want to cry, why are you so sweet?”

Yoongi lowers his eyes, wiggling his shoulders just once. He huffs out air and grabs you, twirling you without warning. You squeak in surprise, stumbling over the rocks as your body turns against your will.

“Why?” you squeal, falling into his arms as he catches you safely. You nudge his chest softly, “I wasn’t ready. Why would you do that? I’m dizzy now”, you ask him in a laugh.

“Just so. I didn’t dance with you yet”, he says, grinning goofily. His arms are around your waist, his hips sway from side to side slowly. You follow the movements, holding onto his shoulders. Your steps make a crunching sound on the stones.

“Yeah, I know. You danced with Jelena, tch traitor”, you tease.

“I didn’t wanna. She forced me”, he whines, widening his eyes adorably.

“Mh-mh yeah sure. You wanted it, be honest.”

“No, it’s in the past. Don’t be jealous”, he complains and pouts, looking so adorable that you have to snicker.

“You’re so cute”, you say, smiling as you sway along the beach hugging and facing each other. You hook your fingers behind his neck, “I think she’s still into you.”

“You think?”

“Mhm”, you nod your head, “womanly intuition, I can feel it”, you joke, making him chuckle.

“That’s stupid. It wasn’t even that deep.”

“Yeah? Was it purely physical then, mhm?” you tease, “is that how you had to discipline her?”

“Shut up, it’s not funny”, he pouts.

“Yeah it is”, you snicker, scrunching your nose up, “I don’t blame her. You’re an amazing lover. It’s no surprise that she still thinks about you.”

“I’m amazing?”

“Mhm”, you begin running your fingers though his hair, “gentle and attentive, but also rough and filthy. And so skilled”, you rasp, caressing his neck right where he tingles the most, “you just know how to touch a woman. It’s so fucking sexy.”

Yoongi lowers his eyes shyly.

“And now you’re all mine”, you say, cupping his cheeks with a gleeful giggle.

Yoongi looks into your eyes, exhaling shakily. He nods his head vigorously, widening his sparkling eyes.

“Yours”, he whispers. 

“Yeah. Mine”, you gush and pull him into a passionate kiss. 

Oh so passionate that Yoongi, in his drunken giddiness, gives into his wobbly knees, finding his only support by hooking his arms behind your head. You support him with your hands on his hips, arms slowly closing around his waist until you hug him against you. He moans and begins kissing you back. Deeply, passionately, desperately. And while he kisses you back, he murmurs needy phrases of “yours, I’m all yours” in between. As the kiss becomes more and more desperate, the sentences become shorter and shorter changing from “I’m all yours” to “fucking yours” until finally landing on shaky whimpers of “yours” followed by gasps for air and a needy, sloppy kiss. 

Over and over again until you can barely take it anymore. 

You break the kiss, but Yoongi is drunk on you. Drunk on how you make him feel and drunk on your addicting presence. Also very drunk on wine, this man is buzzed. He seeks you, connecting his lips with your neck as his hips grind his crotch against your tummy. 

“Yours”, he breathes, sucking on your skin desperately.

“Yoongi”, you sigh, shivering like crazy. 

“Yours”, he rasps, kissing your neck where it feels the best.

“Wanna go back? My bed’s so empty.”

“Yes”, Yoongi says, nodding his head vigorously, “yes please. Come, please come”, he begs, tugging you with him as you hurry back. You giggle and hold each other close as you run over the beach. The sun is slowly rising, changing the colours of the sky. And yet right now, you don’t care, all you want to do is lose yourself in Yoongi.