#the way i RIPPED them out. got in her face like okay girl u think i sound like a chav ill act like a chav lets GO

[hella1975]

just full force threw a shoe at my sister's face and when my mum got me alone after she was like 'you shouldn't clobber her. but i get it' 😭

[bruisedboys]

hello!!! i saw that you write for bradley and i’m OVER THE MOON RN. could i possibly request a hurt/comfort fic with a shy!plus size! reader combo? maybe a first date scenario where bradley is super late to said date and reader thinks he stood her up or asked her out as a joke so she goes home super embarrassed like “why did i think i could be w him in the first place??” bradley is devastated because he’s liked this girl for so long and he just blew it but he’s able to get her back in the end 🤩 please and thank you!!

hello angel!! thank u so so much for the sweet request, I hope it’s okay! mwah

bradley bradshaw x shy!fem!plus-size!reader cw for body insecurities

You stare at yourself in the mirror, miserable. You haven’t cried yet, but the way your stomach looks in this top might be your breaking point. You’d actually felt pretty, earlier in the evening, all dolled up in your new clothes. But then you’d waited an agonising 45 minutes at the restaurant for Bradley to show up, only to realise he wasn’t coming and you’d made a complete fool of yourself. Now you just feel ugly and so, so embarrassed.

Why would he even want me? You think, glaring at your body in the mirror. You lift your top and squeeze a handful of your soft stomach cruelly, half wishing you could rip it clean off. He probably asked you as a joke, you suppose. And you were stupid enough to buy into it.

A single, hot tear rolls down the slope of your cheek.

You’re wiping at it angrily when there’s a loud, sharp knock on your door. You flinch. It’s enough to scare you out of your miserable state, at least. You freeze, thinking maybe if you ignore it, whoever it is will leave you alone.

“Y/N?”

Bradley? You recognise his voice immediately and your heart climbs to your throat. What is he doing here? Did he not just stand you up? Is he here to antagonise you further? You creep out into the entryway, where Bradley’s voice is clearer. He bangs on the door again.

“Y/N, honey,” he’s saying. He sounds stressed and a little desperate. “I know you probably hate me right now, but please would you come to the door? I really need to talk to you.”

You feel as though an invisible force is pulling you towards the door, towards Bradley. You don’t know why on earth you do it, but you lift a hand and open the door.

Bradley stands on your doorstep, in jeans and a nice linen shirt that doesn’t have an ugly Hawaiian print, for once. His aviators hang from the collar. He’s still strikingly handsome even though you’re upset with him.

“Y/N,” he breathes out. He lowers his fist from where he’d been rapping on your poor door. “Hey. Hi.”

You shift on your socked feet and grip the door handle like it’s your lifeline. “Hello.”

Bradley gives you a look akin to devastation. “Listen, honey. I’m so, so sorry about our date. I got caught up at work, and then my car wouldn’t start, so I had to— hey, are you crying?”

Unfortunately, you are. Why now? You think to yourself. Warm, salty tears spill over your lower lashes against your will. You scrub at your cheeks harshly. Bradley frowns at you.

“Hey. Hey, don’t.” He steps forward and takes your wrists in his hands. He encourages your hands from your face and replaces them with his own, thumbs swiping at your hot tears. He’s a hundred times more gentle than you had been.

“Sweetheart, I’m so sorry,” he says softly. “I feel like such a dick … I’ve had a crush on you for ages and ages and now I’ve made you cry.” He pulls you into a hug and gives a self deprecating sort of laugh, rubbing your back in quick, smooth sweeps. “What kind of loser am I?”

You sniffle. His hug is overwhelmingly warm. You feel a bit dumbfounded, and wonder if you’ve heard him right.

“You—“ you swallow around the lump in your throat and pull back out of his arms. “You have a crush on me?”

Bradley gives you a look of confusion, his hands on your shoulders. “Well, yeah, honey,” he says. His brings his thumb up to swipe at a tear collecting in the corner of your eye. “That’s why I asked you out.”

You blink at him. So … it wasn’t a joke? He didn’t do it to make fun of you? “I— are you serious?”

Bradley frowns at you. His eyebrows pinch in the middle. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

Well, that’s the big question, isn’t it? You draw a shaky breath. “I don’t know, I guess because I’m not— I mean, I’m not really like other girls, Brad.”

Bradley continues to look even more confused than before. “So?” He asks, incredulous. “That’s why I like you so much, babe.”

What? This is not how you thought this would go. Why isn’t he getting it?

“But— but I’m big,” you say, feeling a bit sick. You don’t like to call yourself big, you know it doesn’t matter, but it’s the only way to make Bradley understand. “I don’t have a nice body. And. And I’m too quiet. I thought maybe you didn’t turn up because …”

You trail off. Because I’m fat. Because I’m shy. Because you’re lean and handsome and I’m nowhere near to being in your league. All things you’ve been thinking since he didn’t show up to your date. You don’t say them out loud, but they hang in the air between you and Bradley like burning hot stars anyway.

Bradley stares at you hard. You feel the heat of your confession on your neck, your cheeks.

“Honey,” he says, serious and sweet simultaneously. “Sweet girl. I’m so sorry I made you feel that way.”

You duck your head. The way he’s looking at you is too much. If he keeps this up you’ll be a puddle in seconds.

“It’s not your fault,” you say quietly. It’s not. Really, it’s your own for assuming the worst of him.

“Doesn’t matter,” Bradley says firmly. “I upset you, didn’t I? I’m really sorry.” He slides his hand under your chin. You know you have more pudge there than another girl would. And yet, you find you don’t mind his touch as much as you feared you would. “Would you look at me?”

Shy, you tilt your head up with the help of his gentle hand until you’re meeting his eyes. You’re struck, suddenly, by how close he is.

Bradley smiles. He’s so, so handsome you almost feel sick by it.

“I really like you,” he says, earnest. “So much. I don’t mind that your body is different. Everyone’s body is different, isn’t it? It’s not a bad thing, and I happen to really like how you look. You’re beautiful exactly the way you are.”

You blink rapidly. Your chest feels like it’s on fire. You don’t think you’ve ever been spoken to in such an honest tone, with such lovely words. It sets you aflame from the inside out. You’re melting, a lovesick puddle of a girl.

“I don’t mind that you’re quiet, either,” he says, and somehow he’s just getting lovelier by the second, and you can’t believe you ever thought he had ill intentions when he’s being so achingly kind to you. “I think I talk quite enough for the both of us, don’t you?”

You laugh, breathless. You’re hyper aware of his hand on your face, of his chest where it’s inches from yours. Normally you’d feel self conscious with another person so close to you, your insecurities on display in full. With Bradley, and the way he’s looking at you, soft brown eyes and a kind smile, you feel special. A flower blooms in your chest, rearing towards Bradley like he’s the sun.

“I’m so sorry for ruining our first date,” Bradley says in a low voice. He brings a hand to your waist. You feel his heat through your clothes. He’s touching you like you’re something precious, like porcelain or starlight. “Do you think you could give me another chance?”

Well, when he asks like that, you know you couldn’t say no even if you wanted to.

[pupkashi]

you and satoru are just parents of 3 children who love only you very very much <3

a/n: hi and happy easter friends !! thank you for the idea !! i hope u enjoy this much too long drabble of the trio and gojo + reader <3

wordcount: 968

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“okay guys in honor of Easter I’ve made an egg hunt for you all!” gojo stood proudly, his ego deflating as soon as the three student ignored him and went right back to talking to each other.

you walked up to the group with a smile, three baskets in hand as you called out to the group, “did he tell you guys about the egg hunt? i think i hid the eggs quite well” you boasted, handing the students their baskets.

“you helped with the egg hunt?” megumi asked, itadori and nobara looking at you expectantly. you nodded your head with a smile, “i thought it’d be fun! do you guys not like egg hunts? we don’t have you if you guys don’t wanna!” your excitement toning down, afraid you’d over stepped.

“what are we waiting for let’s fucking go!” nobara got up, a smile on her face, “y/n sensei do we get a prize if we find the most?!” yuji called out, already searching behind some bushes for the colorful eggs.

“did we decide on a prize?” you turned to satoru, his gaze was already on you, a smile on his face.

“you can hang out with y/n without me there” satoru called out, you stifled your laughter.

“satoru i think they’d want a better priz-” you were cut off by the way the three students snapped their heads up.

“are you serious? get out of my way fushiguro!” nobara ran past the raven haired sorcerer, pushing him as she passed, “i deserve this!”

yuji and megumi locked eyes, the two of them also breaking out into a sprint.

“told ya, they love you” satoru smiled, pressing a kiss atop your head. you smiled as you watched the three students check every crevice of the campus.

it only took them 30 minutes to find every last one of them, the three showing up with their baskets full and their eyes bright.

“got all of ‘em?” satoru asked, not bothering to detach himself from your side.

“okay nobara how many d’ya get?” you asked, the girl finished counting the eggs and looked at her friends with a smug look on her face.

“15” she stated proudly, you nodded your head.

“megumi?” the boy counted his eggs, then he recounted them. his brows furrowing and his lips turning into a barely noticeable pout.

“15” he grumbled, nobara’s mouth opening in shock. you smiled at their antics.

“yuji? how many eggs?” the boy smiled, counting his eggs beofre smiling proudly.

“16!” he beamed, the other two immediately tackling him.

“you dirty liar! there’s no way you got more than me!” “recount them you idiot you probably double counted!”

gojo laughed at the way they practically ripped the basket from the boys hands, recounting his eggs before staring at yuji with accusing looks.

“you have 15!” megumi stated, smacking the pink haired boy upside the head.

“oops,” he giggled, staring at you and gojo.

“three way tie? it’s almost like,” you gasped, staring at satoru, “we planned it!” satoru finished your sentence the two of you holding your hand over you mouths.

“so we don’t get anything?” yuji asked, satoru stood up from besides you, taking the three students into a tight hug.

“we got the best gift of all! time together” he smiled, the three students looking at you pleadingly. you stood up and put your hand on the small of your lovers back, causing him to let go of the students and almost immediately wrapping his arms around you.

“how does lunch on us sound?” you rolled your eyes, smiling as the three students nodded a smile on their faces as they stood up straighter.

“where are we going? can i decide this time?” yuji asked, nobara shoved him, “i get to decide this time!” their bickering caused a smile to form on both yours and satorus face.

the students walked ahead of you, satoru intertwining his fingers with yours, pulling you closer to his side and draping an arm over your shoulder.

“happy easter, sweetheart” he spoke, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead. your cheeks flushed as you pressed a kiss to his cheek, struggling a bit before he bent down a bit.

“happy easter, lover boy” you smiled, “great job hiding the eggs by the way, would’ve taken me forever to find them” you giggled.

gojo only smiled at you, “don’t tell the kids that or they’ll regret ever participating.”

you looked at you lover, pure adoration in the eyes, “you’re a great teacher, don’t forget that.”

it was satoru’s turn to blush, a smile on his face as he stopped in his tracks, pulling you into him and peppering your face with kisses.

“guys we’re hungry! can you save the lovey dovey for later?” megumi sighed, though he couldn’t help the twitch of his lips, he was happy gojo found someone perfect for him.

“they are cute together, you’ve gotta admit it” nobara sighed, yuji nodded in agreement, “think they’ll get married and have kids?” he asked.

megumi knew gojo has the ring hidden somewhere in your shared home, he’d shown it to him the he got it. “definitely,” was all he said before opening the car door.

“you won’t be the youngest anymore!” yuji teased, megumi just rolled his eyes.

satoru had finally let you go, only for you to shove him back before calling out a “last one to the car pays!” before bolting off in the direction of the car.

he could’ve caught up, he could’ve ran laps around you. but instead he ran after you, just seconds behind you and pouting when you touched the vehicle before him.

“guess I’ll just have to spoil you, huh sweets?” pressing a chaste kiss to your temple before opening the car door for you.

[posallys]

ok 1 ur desktop theme is GORG and 2 i need (if u wanna) ur thoughts about the show (or show sally in gen bc ur the only one i trust with her)

thank you!! i was actually thinking about updating it but maybe i wont 🤭🤭 and i have a lot of thoughts about the show except none only very few of them are good and i will be crucified by the 13-year-olds

im going to tell you anyway.

i will start with something i like....percy being angry. like yes give me the anger of a 12 year old who feels utterly alone in the world and doesn't understand (or does and it makes him more angry)

the fight scenes are dog shit. the only kind of cool one was in the arch but it was only cool because of percy doing the bait and switch and falling through the arch...the fights are bland boring sucky whatever other synonym you wanna use

uhhhhh sally jackson is not and would never be sitting in the rain pining of the god she told to leave....and especially not to teen pop...if she WERE going to act like a 16 year old and do the pining thing it would be to fucking like...billy joel and ricky martin and donny hathaway and stuff llike that okay...

i will preface this by saying that yes i understand that talking back to an abuser the way sally does in ep 1 doesn't make the abuse less abusive....however i DO not like the fact that that scene explicitly goes against sally characterization in the books....i am not digging my book out atm but the part where percy is like "my mother has never raised her voice or said an unkind word to anyone"....me thinks the writers all read the books 10 years ago and are going off of memory alone + or their brains are so clouded by the obsessive Big Screen Need to make women a badass girlboss slay queen i fucking hate it here

LET ANNABETH BE SILLY AND FUNNY AND CUTE AND CRY AND NOT BE AN ADULT THANK YOU....hated that they made annabeth the one to realize that it was medusa and not grover...give me back grover having to wrangle percy and annabeth into backpack leashes just to keep them on task/stop them from wandering off...book trio i miss you

i absolutely ADORE leah, walker, and aryan though the three of them are so so perfect, A+ casting no notes couldn't have done it better myself. if it weren't for the three of them i would have zero hope for the show i cannot lie...they're carrying. without them it's just..bad.

the pacing???? bad.

why did we waste half of the 4th ep on the train with echidna...stupid dumb pointless i hate it here

i do like the whole not all monsters are monsters and the gods aren't inherently good just because they're gods thing they've got going on though...very inch resting...silently hoping that they do a complete 180 and have percy side with luke and redo the series from there because that would be iconic as fuck <3 a girl can dream because at least then i could take the show at face value and not take 80 health damage every time they mess up a key part of the books...im at -29834 heath rn.

where was the time at chb before the quest??? the oh so important vital scene where luke teaches percy to sword fight???? like BRO that's soooooooooooo important to ME how could you get rid of that

not having annabeth show percy around camp

additionally, not having annabeth feed him the nectar and ambrosia, WHICH BY THE WAY they haven't even mentioned in the show yet...plot armor gone rip

not the fredrick chase sympathy while simultaniously blaming the woman...........rick when i get my hands on you...

annabeth having to EARN thalia's love??? absolutely not probably one of their biggest fuck ups fr.

the scene where sally is talking about Poseidon to percy...i do not like it sam i am. bad. not wistful enough not longing enough not sad enough not gut wrenching enough...also not completely here for sally telling percy that his dad was a god because....sallys whole thing was NOT telling him in order to keep him safe...i know they changed it in the show so sally knew he was going to camp immediately but that does not mean i have to like it

the scene with sally and percy in the pool. i hated everything about that. sally would never talk to percy like that never talk to him about money never make it seem embarassing NOT TO MENTION that percy simply wasn't scared of the water. that's stupid as fuck. theres a part in the book where percy literally says being by the water calms both him and his mom like...come the fuck on just admit you can't fucking read or at least didn't read the book.

sally annabeth get behind me so they cant hurt you anymore

i did loveeeee percy praying to sally though...absoutely insane and true of them. also the "I AM SALLY JACKSON'S SON" yesss baby you tell them about your mommy!!!!!!

them making athena moa level bad in tlt is quite interesting. setting up annabeth siding with percy pretty well.

also the whole impertinence thing over medusa's head was weird to me. when annabeth first said that i had immediately thought that annabeth's impertinence was telling percy to pray to poseidon IN ATHENA'S TEMPLE bc that made much more sense to me...but whatever

the annabeth/medusa parallel is intriguing at the very least

the underwater scene with the neraid was cool even though i hated the parallel to the pool scene w/ sally.

the dumbass pinecone fate line. 0/10 did you read the book? did you pay attention to how empathetic and reflective percy was when he found out about thalia?

honestly....i think disney was just the wrong place to go with this show because it's like what...pg? it should be pg 13 and should have more... sustenance.

this medusa was so cool though. which we could've seen a fight.

i need to know how many women are in the writer's room though...because It Does Not Look Good. funny how the characters that they're fucking up are all women....crazy. weird. totally coincidental.

are we just not going to talk about the vitality and pressure of getting the bolt back on time? where is the inherent inevitable danger, the suspense, the fear of not accomplishing a seemingly impossible talk looming over everything

this is 10000% not all of my thoughts but im not going to rewatch in order to collect them all so this is what you get xoxox

[fallingintoyourlilaceyes]

Hi I really loved your Xavier one shot and I wanted to request one if you don’t mind <3 So it’s Wednesdays birthday she invites reader and enid who are her roommates to a girls night out but she was lying to them and turns out she was taking them to the old gates mansion to investigate ( basically the scene were Wednesday and enid get in the car with Tyler and end up at the gates mansion just add the reader ) and once there and the monster attacks them reader gets hurt while jumping from the fence and they meet Xavier and go to Tyler’s house and Xavier helps reader clean her arm and when they go back to nevermore he offers her to sleep in his dorm because he had seen the panic she’s in when enids phone rang and she jumped <3 ( sorry it’s really long and detailed I hope u don’t mind it’s friends to lovers btw ) 

It´s done, anon. <3 I ended up changing it up a teeny tiny bit, but I hope you still like it!

You could have called me

pairing: Xavier Thorpe x fem!reader

synopsis: You get hurt while exploring the Gates mansion. What comes out of it is something much happier.

warnings: mentions of injury

word count: 1.2k

You suck in a harsh breath as you first feel the sting of the disinfectant on your wound. Your arm instinctively flinching away from Xaviers gentle hands. It isn´t too deep, you were lucky he tells you, but it still hurts like hell.

“I´m sorry.” He whispers in an apologetic tone.

“It´s okay.” You assure him to continue. Your voice barely above a breath as it forces its way through your clenched teeth. Trying to take deep, calming breaths as the alcohol continues to sting your wounds.

“Does it hurt much? The wound?” He asks while taking a bandage to your arm.

You shake your head no. “I can barely feel it. Probably still the shock…”

“Yeah, probably.” Xavier goes back to concentrating on patching you up for a bit.

The silence between you that always had been comfortable now makes you feel on edge.

“Will it look like yours once it is healed?” You let your fingers run over his neck, where his scars stand out from the rest of his pale skin in a pink hue, softly.

“Yeah, I think. It should be deep enough to scar. The monster got you pretty good.” The two of you each huff a laugh.

It feels so good to laugh and as he moves to tie up the bandage you rest your hand on his cheek. His face is so close, that for a moment it feels like you are about to kiss.

That moment immediately gets destroyed by steps coming closer.

“We gotta go.” Wednesday informs you in her usual monotone voice. If tonight has affected her in any way, her face doesn´t show a single bit of it.

You nod, taking your ripped jacket of the chair and heading out of the house. Xavier following close.

The four of you make your way half way back to the school when Enid´s phone rings. The quiet of the night makes the sound seem even louder than it. The suddenness of it, makes you jump.

“Hey, you´re okay. You´re safe.” Xaviers soothing voice brings you back to reality. A reality where you have grabbed onto his arm and your body trembles.

“Sorry…” This time it is your turn to apologize.

“It´s okay.” He murmurs, secretly wishing for you to hold onto him longer as your fingers let go of his arm.

The rest of your way back luckily goes by without any more instances, though you never quite relax.

It´s hard from parting your friends, but especially the safety Xavier´s presence brings you, when you reach the dorms. Wednesday and Enid are quick to leave the two of you out in the dark. In silence.

“I…” You try to say something, but the words die in your throat.

“Do you maybe want to stay with me tonight? Just to calm the nerves…” He speaks slowly. Carefully choosing his words.

“That would be nice.” A thankful expression takes over your face.

He takes your hand and pulls you with him. The contact making your skin feel warm and a sense of calm take over your body.

Xavier leads you up to his room where he lets go of your hand to prepare the empty second bed for you to sleep in.

“Thank you, for letting me sleep here, Xav.” You lay down carefully as to not lay on the wounded arm and hurt yourself more.

“Anything for you. If you need anything else just tell me, alright?” He asks, worry still apparent in his tone.

“Alright…” You echo quietly.

“Do you want the lights on or off?” He looks at you with soft eyes and an even softer voice.

“On, please. If that´s okay.” You hum in response.

“Of course it is. Try to sleep now. Your body will need it to heal.” He sighs and goes over to his own bed.

The lights from his bedside table and desk lamp tinge the room in a soft, warm glow. Under different circumstances you would have thought it to be comfortable or even romantic, but right now as you stare at the ceiling it helps little to lift the anxiety off your chest. The room gets shrouded in silence once more pictures start to flash behind your eyes. Pictures of the gates mention, of running for your life and how those claws tore at your skin.

You don´t remember when your eyes must have fallen shut, but when you look at the time on your phone it hasn´t been long. Your heart is beating out of your chest and a light sheen of sweat covers your body.

With heavy limbs you kick the blanket off and move to the bathroom. The cold water feels nice on your face and helps you think clearly again. Yet, when you step back inside the room, you can´t bring yourself to crawl back into that lonely bed again.

“Xavi?” You whisper. “Xav, are you awake?”

“I am. What do you need?” Comes his answer from beneath the sheets.

“I can´t sleep alone. Can I lie with you? Only for a bit.” You shift your weight from one foot to the other and play with your fingers as you wait for his answer.

His reply comes in the form of wordlessly rolling over to make room for you.

The bed is small and so it forces you into a very close proximity already, but you cuddle up as close to him as possible. His arms laid around your middle and yours on top of his. Your fingertips run over his arms with feather light motions. It´s calming, helps forget the images in your head. Moving up slowly until you reach the side of his neck again. Laying your hand against it, you realize how close you truly are. Xavier´s warm breath fans over your face as you hold yours and then as if you had the same thought at the same moment, you move in for a kiss. It´s languid, but comfortable. It feels like your lips were made for his surprisingly soft ones only. The slow movements never speed up. It´s just you two in your own perfect, safe, little world.

When you eventually do part from each other, your breath comes in heavy bursts. Your eyes switching between his olive ones. Tracing the brown surroundings of his pupil. Neither of them can think of anything to say. Not a single word.

“I could´ve lost you today.” Xavier breathes first. “I love you.”

His confession is overwhelming. “I love you too. You´ll never lose me.”

“No, but I could have. What if that… thing had gotten to you. Or I don´t know something else could have gone wrong. That house is old, you shouldn´t have gone in there no matter for what.”

“Shhh, I know. I didn´t even know where we were going and when I did it was too late to leave. Wednesday was so hellbent on going in the mansion I couldn´t let her and Enid go alone. Not with Tyler. The only one of them wo knows self-defense is Wednesday and even she couldn´t fight off a monster alone.”

“You could have called me…”

Only then it dawns on you both, what you have just confessed with a nonchalance as if you had spoken the words a hundred times before. `I love you´. The three words hang in the air between you. He presses his lips to yours once more. The rest was a conversation for when you had recovered from the night.

[hansensunshine]

i was so happy to see that your asks are open again!! would you write about mommy rhaenyra and sister reader again? maybe where the reader wears something revealing to tease rhaenyra in public and rhaenyra drags her away to her room and makes the reader ride her thigh and praises her for being a good girl thank u so much <33

i’d love to write for them again, they’re becoming my absolute favourite pairings to write 🤍

— 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋. [18+]

pairings: mommy! rhaenyra targaryen x little sister! reader

synopsis: you are rhaenyra’s little sister, but being alicent’s daughter means that you and rhaenyra have to keep your relationship secret.

tw: mommy kink, thigh riding

summary: you woke up in a teasing mood, wearing a dress that was quite revealing in public, making rhaenyra notice.

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you had just come out of the bath, now a robe hugging your cold body. you made your way back through to your bedroom before allowing yourself to do your own hair for the day. you had already picked out an outfit earlier which was sitting on the back of one of the chairs. you gently took off your robe, letting the cold air getting to your body. you had maids to do everything for you, but you preferred doing it yourself. you got yourself dressed in a beautiful gown that was quite revealing to say the least, you only wanted to wear it for one person, rhaenyra.

you made your way to the great hall, being the last one to arrive. you had noticed that your family had been split up into two. you looked to your left, noticing your mother smiling softly at you. then you looked to your right, noticing rhaenyra first. you always thought she was flawless and you still think so, she had the most gorgeous dress on you could ever imagine, she too gave you a soft smile, before she carefully looks you up and down, you couldn’t help but blush a little. as much as you wanted to go and stand by rhaenyra, you knew your mother would disapprove, so you made your way towards her. rhaenyra’s gaze never left you as you stood next to your mother.

as soon as you were all dismissed, rhaenyra quickly made her way to you and grabs your hand, leading you out of the hall together. alicent gave a disapproving look but you two left before you could see her facial expression. rhaenyra took your into her bedroom, as she did most days with you when she could. you noticed as you both entered the room, she had let go of your hand to sit down in an empty chair that faces the balcony. she glanced over at you, noticing you had stopped in your path. she gently tapped her leg, motioning you to sit.

as you sat down on her leg, she pulled you up towards her thigh, before ripping your panties off. you felt your body almost trembling, you were so close to her. you looked up at rhaenyra with your sweet eyes before she put both hands on both sides of your waist. she gently moved her leg up and down before helping you to move your body back and forth on her thigh. you let out a subtle moan before burying your face into rhaenyra’s neck. you noticed rhaenyra letting out a soft chuckle before breaking the silence.

“you’re already so needy for me, aren’t you, baby?” all you could do was nod in response, you hadn’t noticed rhaenyra let go of your waist, letting her arms wrap around you, holding you close to her. you were moving on her thigh back and forth on your own accord, whilst rhaenyra was still shaking her leg a little to give you more pleasure.“mm.. m—mommy, it feels so good..” she could feel the vibrations on her neck as your face was still buried there. she drew circles on your back whilst you keep going back and forth, slightly going faster wanting to feel a release.

you looked up at rhaenyra noticing she was already looking down at you, you gave her a begging look, having the biggest doe eyes. she knew what you wanted, she knew you like the back of her hand. “it’s okay, baby. you can make a mess on my leg.” you gently placed a few kisses on her neck, making her head go back slightly in pleasure. you make yourself rub on her thigh a little faster, letting out a few sweet moans before feeling your juices come out of you, dripping onto rhaenyra’s leg. “don’t worry, i’ll clean it up. you’ve been such a good girl for me.” you ended up straddling her as she places kisses all over your face, making you slightly giggle feeling ticklish. she kept on hand around your body whilst the other caressing your cheek. “i’m so glad you’re my little baby.”

[stusbunker]

Tattered: The Prodigal’s Redemption

A SPN ABO Fan-fiction Series

Featuring: Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Dean

Word Count: ~4575

Warnings, etc: Hospitals, at risk pregnancy, hormonal imbalances, amnesia, claiming, little bit of blood, Sam and Dean tag team smut, emotional sex.

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Special shout out to @lastactiontricia​ for putting up this series the entire time.

Sam

I’ve never been more grateful to be heading back to Bobby’s. Dean’s been an ass this entire case—- it wasn’t even a case, just infiltration and trying to secure a way in to end Dick Roman. But it took longer than we had hoped.

Though the IT girl, Charlie, seems to think it’s all doable. So, we’ve got that now that Garth has some sort of ancient spell tablet that is giving us some sort of direction. Thanks to a new prophet named Kevin. Poor kid.

The stress of being away from our Omega is making us both snippy, but Dean must be close to rut or something because I want absolutely nothing to do with him. His scent even seems off, which doesn’t make sense, I’ve been around him since he’s presented. He’s never smelled this— gross.

We’re driving through Sioux Falls when I get a text from Bobby and my stomach gives out.

“Turn around,” I might yell. 

Dean’s head whips around and he glares. I hit the call button and side eye him as I wait for Bobby to answer. “They’re at the hospital.”

“What?! Is she okay?!” Dean growls.

“I don’t know, Dean, that’s all Bobby said. ‘Meet us at SF General.’”

He pulls an illegal U-turn and floors it. Bobby doesn’t answer, but he texts again saying to not come stomping in. He gives me a room number. I know it’s her, otherwise she’d be the one texting us. I just don’t know if it’s the pups or —-

“They’re on the fourth floor. The Omega Health Pavillion.”

“Fucking hell. We never should have left,” Dean curses and changes lanes.

“Yeah, and who’s idea was it?” I remind him under my breath, trying not to crush my phone in the palm of my hand.

“Now’s not the time,” Dean warns, not taking his eyes off the road.

I chew on my words and let him get us there— to her. The hospital security are in our faces before we can make it to the elevators. I force myself to not rip their throats out. 

“Sorry, but, official business.” I flash a badge, not even sure which one it is and shove it in both guards’ faces.

“And him?” the older Alpha guard challenges, leering at Dean who is reeking of anxiety.

“I left mine in the car, tub-o, there’s an Omega in danger. Are you gonna let me go or do I have to call your boss?” Dean’s not doing any better than I am, but he’s also not trying to reel it in.

I glare at my brother over the guards’ heads. Dean rolls his eyes and waits out their unnecessary permission.

We could have just said we were next of kin. But two claims—- it’s not really heard of anymore. And they wouldn’t have let us both go. Or either of us.

I worry over the legalities of our situation as Dean punches the floor number on the elevator, forcing the doors closed.

“How long has she been here?” Dean asks like I know anything more than what I’ve told him.

I shrug. “Dunno. Bobby just texted.”

Dean stares at the screen with the increasing digits like it will speed up under the weight of Alpha fury. I try to keep the frustration out of my scent. Dean is too far panicked to pretend to be professional about anything anymore.

I’ve always hated the smell of hospitals, even though they keep the air purified and the surfaces sanitized, you can always smell death. Or loss. Fear is probably the most unrelenting, but it’s the most understandable. And I know we both leave a heavy wave of it behind on that elevator.

The nurse’s station doubles as the security checkpoint, and I can smell pregnant and lactating Omegas from all directions. Dean stops and waits as I check us in, forgoing the badge to keep them from asking more questions.

The nurse tells me, “follow me Dad, we’ll get you to your Omega.”

I nod in gratitude and pointedly don’t look at Dean as I follow her and her mauve scrubs down a corridor away from the scent of fresh pups, to another, shorter hallway blanketed in quiet vigil.

“Bobby?” Dean marches past the nurse when he spots him waiting outside her door. “What the hell happened?!”

Bobby nods at the nurse and she only pauses briefly to scent the air and leave us in peace. Then, finally, he explains. She’d been having more cramping and was feeling faint. He made her go in to check it out on Monday.

“Wait, Monday?! It’s Thursday, Bobby. Why are you telling us now?!” Dean says what I’m thinking.

“She didn’t want to worry you until we knew what was wrong,” Bobby shrugs, but I can tell he never liked the idea. He was just doing what she wanted.

“Is she awake?” I ask.

“I didn’t tell her you boys were on the way, she’s gonna be pissed that you’re pissed. So cool your jets before you burst in there, but I think having you back will at least even her out enough to get out of here.” Bobby sighs. “Or at least I hope so.”

I need more than his hunches. “What are the doctor’s saying?”

“Hormonal imbalance. Like the pregnancy is fighting her. Oh, by the way, there’s three pups. Which they’re also monitoring. Only like twelve-thirteen weeks along, so none of them are viable yet, but yeah.”

Bobby explains like he didn’t just completely break us both.

“Three?” Dean gapes.

Bobby cocks an eyebrow. “You wanted more?”

“I just— three?!” I am not processing this. We knew there was a chance of having multiples, especially with two Alphas, but that’s a lot—- 

“I’m going to check my messages and get some grub. I’ll check in before I head home.” 

“Of course, Bobby. Thank you.” I say before he walks away. 

Dean looks like he’s doing math in his head and I can’t really blame him. “What does he mean by viable?”

Oh.

I sigh and weigh my options. “It means they won’t survive outside of her, yet. They’re too small, underdeveloped.”

“Okay, yeah. But, by chance, with all your reading, you know how long before they could?” Dean is trying to increase her chances while not putting the pups in danger, I can tell.

“With multiples there’s a much higher chance of premature birth. But if we want to keep them, they need her as long as possible. Another twenty weeks would do it, but the ideal? As long as possible.”

“Cuz forty is full term.”

Impressed, I nod. “Yeah.”

“Do you think I smell okay to go in yet?”

I inhale and try not to gag. “It’s hard to tell. You’ve been off to me anyway.”

Dean glares and breathes deep, closing his eyes. I feel him try to force himself to relax. Which, when does that ever work? His heart rate goes down at least.

“She’s exhausted,” Dean mutters, trying not to pace. “She missed us.”

I reach out and try to sense what he’s getting. We’re close enough, she’s probably getting a read on us too, but she hasn’t outright said anything or called us in yet. I’m not as good at it as Dean is, I’m not sure if it’s time or just something he’s better at, or maybe my own worry is clouding over my other senses. I don’t want to dwell on it right now, but he had to say something. Like he’s translating.

“Yeah,” I just agree. “Me, too.”

Because, of course I missed her. But also, I don’t want to sound surprised. He eyes me and inhales, psyching himself up. 

“You coming?” Dean nods to her closed door and I stop short of going in before him.

Her whole room smells of home and anguish.

Dean’s on now, he’s smiling softly and easing inside. I forget how much of him is bravado anyway. I close the door quietly behind us and walk to the side opposite of Dean. Naturally, we each gravitate to the side of her that bares our marks.

She hums in her sleep and her face softens as she catches our scents in her dreams. Dean can’t stop himself from touching her, just a small brushing of her hair behind her ear. It doesn’t wake her, but I know that he’s checking her temperature as he does it.

She’s okay. She’s not thriving or anything, but it feels good just to see her. I pull the blankets up and rest my hand on her stomach, feeling the belt they have tucked around her middle to monitor the babies. I try to find their heartbeats, but they’re so small and so fast, I can’t pick them apart.

It’s enough, for now.

Dean asks me a silent question and I nod, but I think he can feel my relief enough. He nods and grips the rail on the side of her bed. And we wait.

Dean

She’s been in and out of the hospital since we got back from Chicago. It seems whenever we’re separated for more than a few hours, she dips again. We’re guessing the hormone fluctuations happen when we can’t be there to regulate her.

The doctors are literally having us do their jobs for them. They are out of their depth with two Alphas fathering a single, if multiple, pregnancy. 

By her third overnight stay, I hate everything they stand for. 

We get her home and into our bed and just nest for an entire afternoon. She’s putting on weight, which is a good thing, but she’s losing muscle. Sam’s been feeding her his green smoothies— all the extra kale you could ask for. And, I’m not even complaining, because whatever helps.

My nose is buried in her hair and Sam’s her big spoon. Just laying in the not-quite-waking haze before one of us gets up to start dinner.

We don’t talk about the pups unless it’s with the doctors, because we know the more we think about them, the more attached we’ll get. Nobody wants to lose them. But it is still a very real possibility. It’s been this silent agreement— nobody wants to be the jinx.

Meanwhile, Bobby’s been deep in the lore. Most of the books that talk of the older styles of packs are more legend than anything. Maybe a few stories of weathering the elements and fighting for land. There’s very little medical knowledge to gain from all that, but he’s trying.

And then there’s the pesky red-headed beta texting me updates from Dick Roman’s central hub. Not to mention, Garth’s lanky ass helping to calm down an anxious honor-student-turned-prophet. It’s been a rough month.

I breathe her in, trying to keep my thoughts’ foot off the damn gas. She still smells like the hospital, but I know it will be gone by morning. We’ll cover her in us until she takes a shower and then start the process all over again. The healthy glow of the early days of her pregnancy has faded into almost a sheen under her skin, like something is leeching the color out of her.

I make the executive decision to order food for pick up. Nobody wants to cook or clean up at this point anyway, Sam can calm down about whatever he’s gonna say about her sodium levels. She needs food.

Besides, it gives me an excuse to go check on Bobby’s research.

Eventually Sam relents and agrees on pizza when I remind him she can’t have subs unless they’re well toasted. So there, pregnancy guru, I do pay attention. Once the food is ordered, she gets extra cuddly, knowing I’m gonna be the one leaving to get it.

I don’t hate that. 

We watch TV, just some nature show or another, me leaning back against her chest as she plays with my hair and just coats me in nesting Omega pheromones. Sam’s on his laptop next to us, half watching half scouting for anything more the Leviathans can subtly do to slowly conquer the world.

It’s when I drop Bobby’s pie off that he tells me he’s found something. And I mentally start packing before I’m even back with the rest of the food. If Bobby’s network says this guy is the real deal and there’s no trapped Reapers involved, then I’ll take what we can get. 

For her, anything. Always.

Reader

I’m staring at a ghost. Or whatever a dead angel becomes.

“Cas?”

Dean’s looking at him like he hung the moon and I can’t help but worry they’re both actually Leviathans. 

“Did you test him?”

Dean scowls at me. “He’s not possessed.”

I ignore his rudeness and look at Sam, he nods and goes inside to find some borax. 

“Y/N? I understand you’re having some difficulty?” Cas is not right. He’s not a power-tripping wannabe God, but he’s shifty. It’s weird to see him out of the trench coat.

“Okay, what is going on?” I cross my arms over my chest and wait for whatever stupid excuse Dean has for leaving us for an entire day.

“‘Mega, this is Emmanuel, he’s a faith healer.”

I swallow a few choice words and look at Dean and then back to Cas. “Emmanuel. Interesting. How’d you find him?”

“Bobby did.”

Of course he did.

“And what do you do? How do you heal people?” I step down off the porch and look into Cas’ eyes, silently daring him to lie to my face. Just one reason and I’d finally get somewhere to put all the anger that’s been ricocheting around inside my head lately.

“I emit some sort of healing energy after sensing someone’s malady. It is localized and requires little contact, if that’s what’s got you so worried.” Cas— or Emmanuel, whoever, explains cautiously, clearly aware how dangerous I can be. Or maybe that’s just from Dean and however he got him all the way out here.

“How much?” 

“I don’t ask for money. And after your mate saved mine, it’s the least I can do?”

I spin and give Dean a face.

“Yeah, found a demon about to ambush his wife trying to get at him.”

“Wife?”

“Little Beta named Daphne.”

“That shouldn’t matter,” Cas-Emmanuel seems annoyed that his wife’s secondary gender is being scrutinized, not understanding what he was— or must still be if he’s healing folks.

I shake my head and feel Sam join us again. “She cute?”

Dean nods and shrugs. 

“Good for you, Manny.” I turn to Sam. “Uh, could you hold out your hand real quick? Just need to ensure you’re not something else.”

Cas-Emmanuel looks to Dean and Dean glares back, he must decide it’s best to play along. He holds out his left hand, pulling the sleeve of his fancy sweater back. Nothing happens when Sam douses his skin with the cleaner. Well, at least there’s that.

“Alright, buddy, let’s see what you got.” I drop my arms and lean into Cas’ space, closing my eyes and waiting for the cool trickle of his Grace.

“Oh, oh my,” Cas-Emmanuel says. “Well, congratulations. But I don’t think I can help this. This is a matter of unmatched claims. Your offspring need equal input from the hormonal parts of their fathers’ claims. It’s almost like they’re experiencing rejection sickness, much like your other Alpha.”

“Rejection sickness?” Sam asks, voice deep and alarmed.

I turn and look up at Sam.

“She hasn’t claimed you back and you share her with your brother whom she has claimed,” Cas says it all so simply, like we’ve been idiots not to realize it. “I assume that’s why you’re short with your brother and his scent is probably more odorous than usual.”

“Sam?” Dean asks for clarification.

Sam looks at me without seeing me, like he just found out the sky is red. “I didn’t even realize—- I thought it was just stress.”

My chest hurts. I didn’t even know he was hurting. My fault. Again, I’ve been the cause of his pain.

“So how can we fix this? Since, apparently, you can’t.” I ask a little huffy, frustrated at Cas’ blunt appraisals and lack of solutions.

He has the nerve to look squeamish. I feel my eyebrow raise and I put all of my annoyance behind it. Dean looks at the ground like he’s in trouble.

“Um, well, I believe if you make even and equal claims your hormones and the fetuses’ hormones will regulate. And your Alphas will be less prone to rejection as well, or at least I would hope.”

I inhale and nod, figure it sounds too easy, but these boys are always whining about something so we better try it anyway. For my pups, I’d do just about anything at this point. I watch Cas-Emmanuel and I hold out my hand for him to shake.

He takes it timidly, but I shake it hard, drag him to me and scent him. 

“You’re still an angel just wearing a person. I don’t know if you’re being dumb or trying to hide something or to keep someone from finding you— or us. But just know we know who you are.” I let him go and see the panic and alarm on our friend’s face.

He doesn’t understand and it makes me even more cautious to be taking his advice.

“Hey! So, how ‘bout some grub, huh? Long drive,” Dean tries to smooth it out. But I keep watching Cas like a hawk.

Sam was making shish kebabs, so I make a salad to stretch the meal for four adults, knowing Dean will ignore the rabbit food anyway. Bobby’s out for the night, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to get an ear full from me in the morning about this faith healer of his.

Cas picks at his food, but I can tell he isn’t hungry. He never was.

It’s after dinner while Dean and Sam are doing the almost nonexistent dishes, that Cas slowly comes back to us. We’re walking around the salvage yard and I’m asking questions about his life now. When eventually he realizes he knows the answers to some of his own questions about me and my Alphas.

Cas and I have never been close, but it hurts all the same to see him so lost.

“As a healer, do you know about the different kinds of Amnesia?” I ask delicately, seeing alarm bells flash behind his brilliant blue eyes. He doesn’t respond. I let it settle in his thoughts as we approach Bobby’s porch.

My temples ache and I’m already getting tired, even though the summer sun is still above the horizon. Cas reaches forward and brushes two fingertips across my brow, earning instant relief.

I exhale.

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” Cas says sadly.

“Don’t know what you’re apologizing to me for,” I mutter. “Or only me— I should say.”

“It was calamity on a global scale,” Cas admits.

“Still is. Fuckers aren’t gone yet,” I huff, opening the backdoor for Cas to file in front of me.

“True,” his pensive reply.

Dean

Cas made it sound so easy, so obvious. The pups were suffering because we all were still tip-toeing around this thing we started. We weren’t all in— hormonally speaking— and they weren’t getting the stability they needed. Knowing Sam had been feeling it too really was the kicker, because I hadn’t meant for it to go that far. Especially knowing how much she’s suffered over the last couple of months.

So, basically, I’ve been a world class asshole.

I do a load of laundry and try to get my head on straight as she and Cas walk around the yard, catching up. Sam keeps giving me this look like he feels guilty but curious and all I smell is relief on him. I’ve been so far into my own head I’m tuning them both out.

What happens if the Leviathans get a hold of us? If Sam or I bite it, is she a goner too?

We need to fix this. Tonight. And pray whatever happens from here on out, the surviving bonds are strong enough to withstand anything that gets thrown at us. We were so close to normal, I’m not risking it anymore. If she needs my mark— I’ll give it to her. I would give her a freakin’ kidney, I’m not seeing it as any less now.

She’s sweaty and tired when she gets back inside, but there’s something behind her eyes that I haven’t seen in weeks and it digs into my chest with claws, latching on tight. Sam gets her some water and we congregate around the kitchen table. She explains how she thinks we can do this best, and how we’ll figure out the Leviathans as soon as she’s stable. And how Cas was sticking around for a few days until we would be rolling out the Stop Dick Permanently Plan.

By the end of the week, this all could be behind us. It feels big and it sounds easier than it is, but so do most things. 

“Okay, go get comfortable— I’ll be up in like an hour and we can go from there.” I usher them upstairs. Sam gets his claim first, beating away rejection sickness had to come first or my re-claiming might have actually killed him— if not the pups.

She’s determined to get it all done at once and I don’t blame her, but I also don’t want to tempt fate. Bodies are complicated and you can’t bank on it all working so easily.

I listen as they get close, like a love song in the background. It’s not quite my style, but I can appreciate the melody. Sam’s a pretty rough guy, and I know he’s holding back because he’s scared.

We all are.

The kitchen is spotless by the time their hour’s up. Plus all the laundry is folded in the mudroom. I rub my hand over my face and march up the stairs. The smell of sex has me stiffening up and the closer I get I catch a hint of blood mixed in. She’s cradled in Sam’s lap, legs around his waist as she laps at her claim on his neck. He’s got some color back and there’s a sense of connection, of rightness mirrored in both of their minds.

Somehow, I don’t feel like I’m interrupting.

Sam nods at me as I start to get undressed, and it’s almost like he’s relieved I’m there.

“How long you been locked in?” I ask clinically, curious to see how much build up I have ahead of me.

“‘Bout ten minutes,” she murmurs, content and dreamy.

“You want me to wait or can I join you?”

She hums richly, like she’s contemplating dessert. My stomach does somersaults. “Hold me? My back is cold.”

“I can do that.”

I crawl behind her, kissing her shoulder before rubbing down her back, then up and down her arms, covering her in my touch. I nuzzle into the crook of her neck and scent her, feeling her steady pulse against my cheek.

She’s okay. They’re all going to be okay.

We sit like that for a couple of minutes, her leaning back against me while still stuck on Sam’s knot. He’s playing with her fingers, his other massive mit is protectively pressed against her rounded belly.

She’s fucking gorgeous and she’s ours.

I’m hard against her side, but I don’t care. Not right now. It’s too perfect to go rutting against her just yet.

Sam’s all pensive, but he isn’t giving off much besides Mate and Content and Pups in random hazes of thought. I wonder if he hears me yet.

I rub my nose along her shoulder, kiss where it meets her neck and smile into the crook when she shivers. She sits up and kisses Sam, holding his face between her hands like he’s precious. He growls against her lips, sighing when she starts to scratch his scalp. She whines when he starts to slip out of her, licking into his mouth to make it last.

I’ve got my hands on the notch of her waist, eying her ass crack like it’s manna from Heaven. I’m so hard and already leaking, but she’s still got Sam to take care of. I start nipping at her nape, just to distract myself more than anything.

Sam’s plotting, I can feel it.

Then she jumps because the fucker starts rubbing her clit. Well, two can play at that game, so I grab her tits and start sucking marks all over her neck and shoulders. I twist those ruddy nipples until she’s mewling, rocking hard against Sam’s half soft dick.

“I gotcha, honey, come here,” I husk out, lifting her by the armpits onto my lap and off my brother’s knot. She gushes all over my thighs, both slick and cum. Then I’m fucking up into her before Sam can even complain.

He’s still got her mouth anyhow.

She slumps against me, holding Sam’s fingers to her mound. She calls out a breathy “Alpha” and we both speed up.

God— she’s so warm, just hugging me so good.

I look down and watch her tits bounce, her baby belly hiding the pleasure Sam’s giving her. Fucking hot.

I cup those beauties, pinching the nubs between my second and third fingers, and roll my hips, hitting her right where she likes it.

“Fuck!” she groans, cumming all over all of us.

“That’s it,” I mumble. “Give us the good stuff.”

I punch my knot up against the clench of her channel, blood pulsing through every inch I can shove inside her. I’m not there yet, but the tight, wet, squeeze of her has me salivating. She writhes in my lap, unwilling to let go of either of us. She rides out her orgasm while murmuring the most delicious filth.

Sam licks his fingers clean and then starts in on her tits. She pulls his hair and puts him where she wants him. And I’m growing heavier at the mere sight of her taking what she wants.

She reaches back and cups my neck, pulling me closer  so she can tongue fuck my mouth. She adds a roll to our rhythm and I’m seeing spots. Everything goes high and tight and I’m fucking flooding her with all I’ve got.

I bite her bottom lip on the way to her throat— to the scar I left there all those months ago. She licks her own blood off my tongue before nudging me closer. I take the scar tissue between my teeth and nip— fuck my knot in higher and pull my teeth wide and sink into the unmarred flesh. Biting deep and dragging her into my throat— feeling her infuse my veins. Weaving us further together.

She sustains me.

I tongue the fresh wound as she grinds down against my knot. I feel her lower lips quiver and I’m cumming all over again. The taste and smell of her on me— inside me, stretches out my orgasm into waves of completion— drawing it out until I’m sobbing her name and she’s shushing me quiet.

Fuck— it feels so good.

I want to put three more pups in her.

I don’t know when Sam crawled away, but I’m grateful for the time to ourselves. I kiss my mark and wrap my arms around her middle— just clinging to her and this moment.

The world finally feels like it makes sense.

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[bluerskiees]

Hiii!! Can I request a Mikey x reader where Mikey just met the reader and got to know her and the reader is like Shinobu?

Where the reader always smiles and to the enemy she's like "So we can be friends!! Oh, So I can see, you receive the proper penalty and be reborn, I could gouge out your eyeballs or slash your stomach to rip our your organs☺️"

but she's actually such a nice person when she's not fighting enemies, and so what does he think of her? :)

OH MY GOSH ANON. YOU'RE SO BIG BRAIN FOR THIS.

BONTEN MIKEY WITH A CALM BUT FEROCIOUS BONTEN DOCTOR!READER

𓇼 You were a very friendly person who was always aloof and calm, no matter what the situation was.

And this trait of yours got the other bonten members question your ability in the gruesome world they were involved it.

It wasn't as if they didn't trust their boss's choice but they did try not to be their "usual self around you much. Like for instance, Sanzu stopped doing drugs around you, Ran and rindo the sadistic Brothers made sure to never go anywhere near you with blood stains on them and koko kept his mouth shut even though it was mostly only to not say something to you that he would regret later. And kakucho along with Mochi tries their best to keep these dorks in line whenever something that seem to go out of place. More than often being the infamous bonten trio, Haitani brother's vs Sanzu.

Sure they were dangerous criminals who kill people for a living but oh man— they weren't inconsiderate pricks who would traumatize their sweet, innocent teammate for the rest of their lives.

As a doctor, you always cared for them. Everytime they got involved in a fight, you were there, wide awake in the middle of the night treating their wounds, asking them if it's okay and if they're fine or if they need any mental or physical assistance even if it was tiniest of papercut. This made the members adore you and honestly, you were just a cute little fluffball for who they would do absolutely anything— until they realized maybe you weren't all how you seemed to be?

Mikey sent you out on a mission one day along with the bonten higher-ups. And sure enough, the members were arguing with their boss for doing this? They treated you as if you're a fragile glass, spoiling you with gifts, sweets, designer outfits, rare collections, you name it. Oh‐ would you believe me if I told you even Sanzu, yes the one and only sanzu "akashi" haruchiyo went out of his way to talk against mikey this time?

Sure you said you'd be able to handle this by yourself but did they trust you? Nope. Why, you ask? Because nothing about you was scary- well, nothing except the way you often greet others by saying "yoo-hoo" after suddenly showing up next to them, often startling others.

They were still not sure about u coming along with them, afterall they never wanted to take off the precious smile you wore in your face. Eyes glistening In the sunlight. Damn— they felt too guilty for this.

The members made sure to often look for you in the middle of the fights, making sure you were always safe and not out of reach for even a second. When the fight was just about to get over, they realized something— something that they dreaded, something they hoped that never happened. You were missing. They went into full on panic mode until they spotted you standing behind some partly abolished part of the building.

"Just because you haven't been beheaded don't think that you're safe from harm. There are people like me who use poison with their swordsmanship. I may be the only one among Bonten who is unable to torture people but creating a poison that's lethal to them: that's quite impressive don't you think? Oh! Pardon me I guess you can't hear me if you're dead. Silly me!"

They couldn't believe their eyes, sure theyre heard the saying that goes.."never trust what you hear until u see it happening right in front of you" but was it really the truth? The sweet, naive little girl killing people ? Sure they couldn't believe it, but oh man, they were so damn proud after seeing you unfold right before their eyes. Sure you were charming and alluring with that sweet smile on ur face, but even with that you looked so mysterious and they finally found the reason.

Needless to say, this only strengthened the bond with the guys as they started teaching you to fight, to use guns and many more gang stuffs.

Afterall they were dangerous criminals who kill people for a living and u were an angel— but the angel isn't always one too.

[spiderfunkz]

hi!! <3 could you pls do a nancy wheeler x reader where reader has a big crush on nancy and so she’s super jealous of steve and like is mad at him cuz he keeps hitting on nance. and steve asks robin like “why does she hate me so much” and robin’s the only one who knows so she tells him and there’s like platonic steve x reader? idk i thought it was kind of a cute idea but no pressure :)

I WISH I KNEW YOU WANTED ME

summary : you always had a thing for nance, but everytime you wanted to confess, he's always in your way. pairings : nancy wheeler x fem!reader, robin x fem!reader (platonic), steve x fem!reader (platonic). wc : 1.07k warnings : bit of angst, fluff, foul language, reader sorta disliking steve (they became friends at the end so :), and probably some typos [ hi anon! thank u sm for requesting & sorry it took a while!! i didn't have any ideas for this little one-shot but i tried to come up with something so i hope u like it!! <3 (also sorry theres not much steve & reader interactions, i didn't have any ideas for them.. ]

the saying "you hate him" is probably a bit exaggerating, but it's true. steve 'hair harrington has ruined every chance of you getting with nancy. i mean, all you wanted was for her to look at you, but she's always too busy looking at him. and now, fighting demobats in the upside down with him, isn't helping you at all.

"see now? this is your chance, y/n" robin nudges your elbow, gesturing towards nancy. robin was your friend since middle school, you were closer than ever with her. you did projects together, you taught her how to bike, you fought monsters with her, and you told her about your crush towards nancy.

"i can't. i mean look at her! she's basically with steve now" you shook her head — "he's steve, y/n! that's what he does, flirts with girls, then fails. miserably" robin stated, brightening the mood a bit. "yeah, but i don't even think she likes girls, if i did told her without knowing if she likes girls or not, i'm gonna be the town pariah!" you ranted.

"you're not gonna be a town pariah, i guarantee you that nancy wheeler actually likes girls, and to be more specific, i meant you" robin smirks, causing you to roll your eyes. you're not sure at all about that, though a small part of you thinks that you have a chance.

but your thoughts got cut off quickly when the ground started shaking on your way to skull rock. "shit!" the ground started shaking to the point you tripped, landing on the person in front of you. who, coincidentally was nancy wheeler.

"sorry" you apologize, face turning red. "no, no it's fine" she says, helping you get back up. you were too busy being a blushing mess to realize that you're making eye contact with her. "hi" you blurt out as she smiles — "hi" nancy replies.

as you're about to have a moment with her, steve had to interrupt of course. "um nance" steve interrupted, gesturing for her to keep going as he gave you an awkward smile. your smile fades a bit as nancy quickly leaves you and goes with steve.

robin follows up to you and nudges your shoulder again, "don't lose hope, as i said, it's just steve being steve" robin says as you nod, trying to get that in your head. "right"

as you all go on, heading to skull rock for a bit of shelter. once you got there steve rested his back on the rock as he winced. earlier, he got bit by a bunch of demobats, and probably lost a pound of meat. you sat down on one of the rocks, looking at the rest of the gang panicking about steve's wound... and that's when you realize the sharp pain coming from your thigh. robin was busy with steve, eddie was busy doing whatever eddie-shit he was doing, and nancy was... right in front of you?

"shit, are you okay?" she asks, observing the wound on your thigh. "no, not really" you shook her head as you see the panic in her eyes. "hold still" nancy says, ripping another piece of her clothing and using it to wrap it around your wound. "too tight?" — "nope" you wince a bit, "okay that should stop the bleeding for a bit, i have an aid kit in my house, and maybe after we get out of this shithole, i can fix your wound a bit" she smiles as your face turns bright pink. "what about steve?" you question as she glances at steve then right back at you. "he'll be fine, he's steve" she replies as you nod.

she pats your thigh softly before sitting next to you. "are- are like we okay?" she asks as you furrowed your brows, confused. "what do you mean?" —"i mean, the whole time we were here... and before we were here you weren't the most talk-active with me" nancy stated. "i don't know it's just, i want to understand you know? i dunno" she shook her head. "no- well i mean yeah we're okay, it's just that-" you pause a bit, hesitating. "it's nothing, i mean we're okay. we're okay" you say as nancy nod.

"you sure?" she asks as you gave her a small nod. it was silent for a moment before you spoke and broke the silence, "you know we were in the same class, first year?" you spoke as nancy furrowed her brows. "really?" — "yeah, mrs. gale, biology" you say. "you would sit in front of me everyday, and you would answer all the questions she asked" you continue as nancy's face brightens up a bit maybe knowing where this is going.

"you would have the same hairstyle everyday, and you would bring the same cardigan almost everyday" — "but even when i noticed you wouldn't notice me at all, i would try to talk to you but you were always busy talking to him, and when i would try to pair-up with you during projects, you already paired up with him. and you wouldn't even look at me because you were to busy looking him" you ranted, not noticing that you were starting to sob up a bit. "and all i wanted was for you, nancy wheeler to for once look at me"

"i like you nancy, i like you a lot" you confess, shuffling away from her a bit, scared of her response. "that was stupid, just- just forget that i said that i don't know what i was thinking sorr-" your little rant got cut of by nancy kissing you. yes. nancy wheeler, was now, kissing you. you freeze a bit before returning the kiss. her lips was soft, so soft you almost melted at that moment.

you broke the kiss, stuttering the words you were trying to say as nancy wipe your tears away. "i like you too y/n. and i'm sorry for not noticing you back at first year, i was- i was scared because everytime i did. those feelings in my stomach would grow butterflies and i was scared if anyone finds out about that" she admits. "but i'm not scared anymore" she says, cupping your cheeks as you smile.

from afar...

"oh shit so that's why she hated me so much?" steve asks robin as she nodded, "yep pretty much, hopefully your ego's okay though" robin says, sarcastically as eddie slowly claps in the corner.

the saying "you hate him" is probably a bit exaggerating, but it's true. steve 'hair harrington has ruined every chance of you getting with nancy. i mean, all you wanted was for her to look at you, but she's always too busy looking at him. and now, fighting demobats in the upside down with him, isn't helping you at all.

"see now? this is your chance, y/n" robin nudges your elbow, gesturing towards nancy. robin was your friend since middle school, you were closer than ever with her. you did projects together, you taught her how to bike, you fought monsters with her, and you told her about your crush towards nancy.

"i can't. i mean look at her! she's basically with steve now" you shook her head — "he's steve, y/n! that's what he does, flirst with girls, then fails. miserably" robin stated, brightening the mood a bit. "yeah, but i don't even think she likes girls, if i did told her without knowing if she likes girls or not, i'm gonna be the town pariah!" you ranted.

"you're not gonna be a town pariah, i guarantee you that nancy wheeler actually likes girls, and to be more specific, i meant you" robin smirks, causing you to roll your eyes. you're not sure at all about that, though a small part of you thinks that you have a chance.

but your thoughts got cut off quickly when the ground started shaking on your way to skull rock. "shit!" the ground started shaking to the point you tripped, landing on the person in front of you. who, coincidentally was nancy wheeler.

"sorry" you apologize, face turning red. "no, no it's fine" she says, helping you get back up. you were too busy being a blushing mess to realize that you're making eye contact with her. "hi" you blurt out as she smiles — "hi" nancy replies.

as you're about to have a moment with her, steve had to interrupt of course. "um nance" steve interrupted, gesturing for her to keep going as he gave you an awkward smile. your smile fades a bit as nancy quickly leaves you and goes with steve.

robin follows up to you and nudges your shoulder again, "don't lose hope, as i said, it's just steve being steve" robin says as you nod, trying to get that in your head. "right"

as you all go on, heading to skull rock for a bit of shelter. once you got there steve rested his back on the rock as he winced. earlier, he got bit by a bunch of demobats, and probably lost a pound of meat. you sat down on one of the rocks, looking at the rest of the gang panicking about steve's wound... and that's when you realize the sharp pain coming from your thigh. robin was busy with steve, eddie was busy doing whatever eddie-shit he was doing, and nancy was... right in front of you?

"shit, are you okay?" she asks, observing the wound on your thigh. "no, not really" you shook her head as you see the panic in her eyes. "hold still" nancy says, ripping another piece of her clothing and using it to wrap it around your wound. "too tight?" — "nope" you wince a bit, "okay that should stop the bleeding for a bit, i have an aid kit in my house, and maybe after we get out of this shithole, i can fix your wound a bit" she smiles as your face turns bright pink. "what about steve?" you question as she glances at steve then right back at you. "he'll be fine, he's steve" she replies as you nod.

she pats your thigh softly before sitting next to you. "are- are like we okay?" she asks as you furrowed your brows, confused. "what do you mean?" —"i mean, the whole time we were here... and before we were here you weren't the most talkactive with me" nancy stated. "i don't know it's just, i want to understand you know? i dunno" she shook her head. "no- well i mean yeah we're okay, it's just that-" you pause a bit, hesitating. "it's nothing, i mean we're okay. we're okay" you say as nancy nod.

"you sure?" she asks as you gave her a small nod. it was silent for a moment before you spoke and broke the silence, "you know we were in the same class, first year?" you spoke as nancy furrowed her brows. "really?" — "yeah, mrs. gale, biology" you say. "you would sit in front of me everyday, and you would answer all the questions she asked" you continue as nancy's face brightens up a bit maybe knowing where this is going.

"you would have the same hairstyle everyday, and you would bring the same cardigan almost everyday" — "but even when i noticed you wouldn't notice me at all, i would try to talk to you but you were always busy talking to him, and when i would try to pair-up with you during projects, you already paired up with him. and you wouldn't even look at me because you were to busy looking him" you ranted, not noticing that you were starting to sob up a bit. "and all i wanted was for you, nancy wheeler to for once look at me"

"i like you nancy, i like you a lot" you confess, shuffling away from her a bit, scared of her response. "that was stupid, just- just forget that i said that i don't know what i was thinking sorr-" your little rant got cut of by nancy kissing you. yes. nancy wheeler, was now, kissing you. you freeze a bit before returning the kiss. her lips was soft, so soft you almost melted at that moment.

you broke the kiss, stuttering the words you were trying to say as nancy wipe your tears away. "i like you too y/n. and i'm sorry for not noticing you back at first year, i was- i was scared because everytime i did. those feelings in my stomach would grow butterflies and i was scared if anyone finds out about that" she admits. "but i'm not scared anymore" she says, cupping your cheeks as you smile.

from afar...

"oh shit so that's why she hated me so much?" steve asks robin as she nodded, "yep pretty much, hopefully your ego's okay though" robin says, sarcastically as eddie slowly claps in the corner.

the saying "you hate him" is probably a bit exaggerating, but it's true. steve 'hair harrington has ruined every chance of you getting with nancy. i mean, all you wanted was for her to look at you, but she's always too busy looking at him. and now, fighting demobats in the upside down with him, isn't helping you at all.

"see now? this is your chance, y/n" robin nudges your elbow, gesturing towards nancy. robin was your friend since middle school, you were closer than ever with her. you did projects together, you taught her how to bike, you fought monsters with her, and you told her about your crush towards nancy.

"i can't. i mean look at her! she's basically with steve now" you shook her head — "he's steve, y/n! that's what he does, flirst with girls, then fails. miserably" robin stated, brightening the mood a bit. "yeah, but i don't even think she likes girls, if i did told her without knowing if she likes girls or not, i'm gonna be the town pariah!" you ranted.

"you're not gonna be a town pariah, i guarantee you that nancy wheeler actually likes girls, and to be more specific, i meant you" robin smirks, causing you to roll your eyes. you're not sure at all about that, though a small part of you thinks that you have a chance.

but your thoughts got cut off quickly when the ground started shaking on your way to skull rock. "shit!" the ground started shaking to the point you tripped, landing on the person in front of you. who, coincidentally was nancy wheeler.

"sorry" you apologize, face turning red. "no, no it's fine" she says, helping you get back up. you were too busy being a blushing mess to realize that you're making eye contact with her. "hi" you blurt out as she smiles — "hi" nancy replies.

as you're about to have a moment with her, steve had to interrupt of course. "um nance" steve interrupted, gesturing for her to keep going as he gave you an awkward smile. your smile fades a bit as nancy quickly leaves you and goes with steve.

robin follows up to you and nudges your shoulder again, "don't lose hope, as i said, it's just steve being steve" robin says as you nod, trying to get that in your head. "right"

as you all go on, heading to skull rock for a bit of shelter. once you got there steve rested his back on the rock as he winced. earlier, he got bit by a bunch of demobats, and probably lost a pound of meat. you sat down on one of the rocks, looking at the rest of the gang panicking about steve's wound... and that's when you realize the sharp pain coming from your thigh. robin was busy with steve, eddie was busy doing whatever eddie-shit he was doing, and nancy was... right in front of you?

"shit, are you okay?" she asks, observing the wound on your thigh. "no, not really" you shook her head as you see the panic in her eyes. "hold still" nancy says, ripping another piece of her clothing and using it to wrap it around your wound. "too tight?" — "nope" you wince a bit, "okay that should stop the bleeding for a bit, i have an aid kit in my house, and maybe after we get out of this shithole, i can fix your wound a bit" she smiles as your face turns bright pink. "what about steve?" you question as she glances at steve then right back at you. "he'll be fine, he's steve" she replies as you nod.

she pats your thigh softly before sitting next to you. "are- are like we okay?" she asks as you furrowed your brows, confused. "what do you mean?" —"i mean, the whole time we were here... and before we were here you weren't the most talkactive with me" nancy stated. "i don't know it's just, i want to understand you know? i dunno" she shook her head. "no- well i mean yeah we're okay, it's just that-" you pause a bit, hesitating. "it's nothing, i mean we're okay. we're okay" you say as nancy nod.

"you sure?" she asks as you gave her a small nod. it was silent for a moment before you spoke and broke the silence, "you know we were in the same class, first year?" you spoke as nancy furrowed her brows. "really?" — "yeah, mrs. gale, biology" you say. "you would sit in front of me everyday, and you would answer all the questions she asked" you continue as nancy's face brightens up a bit maybe knowing where this is going.

"you would have the same hairstyle everyday, and you would bring the same cardigan almost everyday" — "but even when i noticed you wouldn't notice me at all, i would try to talk to you but you were always busy talking to him, and when i would try to pair-up with you during projects, you already paired up with him. and you wouldn't even look at me because you were to busy looking him" you ranted, not noticing that you were starting to sob up a bit. "and all i wanted was for you, nancy wheeler to for once look at me"

"i like you nancy, i like you a lot" you confess, shuffling away from her a bit, scared of her response. "that was stupid, just- just forget that i said that i don't know what i was thinking sorr-" your little rant got cut of by nancy kissing you. yes. nancy wheeler, was now, kissing you. you freeze a bit before returning the kiss. her lips was soft, so soft you almost melted at that moment.

you broke the kiss, stuttering the words you were trying to say as nancy wipe your tears away. "i like you too y/n. and i'm sorry for not noticing you back at first year, i was- i was scared because everytime i did. those feelings in my stomach would grow butterflies and i was scared if anyone finds out about that" she admits. "but i'm not scared anymore" she says, cupping your cheeks as you smile.

from afar...

"oh shit so that's why she hated me so much?" steve asks robin as she nodded, "yep pretty much, hopefully your ego's okay though" robin says, sarcastically as eddie slowly claps in the corner.

[lipglossanon]

BOOM BACK AT IT AGAIN CUZ I DONT WANNA LEAVE PEOPLE HANGING😍

OKAY SO. To answer your questions, I honestly didn’t think that far ahead lmao. I just wanna feel hurt😋 but to help u a bit, maybe the girl could be someone who Leon’s really close with, like a childhood friend or some sort; she just comes over at his house to hang out since they haven’t seen each other for so long. If they are childhood besties then they can be quite touchy with each other, hugging and touching together without being overly weird; I’d say that the girl could have a crush on Leon and is really happy that they’re so close together, but ofc Leon doesn’t feel that way since he has his adorable lil sis with him (but she doesn’t know that) and because the reader doesn’t know who this strange woman is, she just assumes that they are dating or must have feelings for each other from how close they seem, so her poor little heart breaks to pieces :( she feels angry but not at Leon tho surprisingly, she’s angry with herself because she thinks it’s wrong to feel this way; she knows very well that they’re not together like that and she doesn’t have the right to feel jealous and hurt seeing Leon with another girl, but she can’t help it😭 she can’t help but feel so heartbroken because she thought she was the only special girl to him like he told her? She thought she was the only one to have him like he had her, the only one to see him being comfortable enough with her to playfully tease her. But the sight of them poking fun at each other and reminiscing back the old memories they have that have her confused cuz she has no idea what they’re talking about, that hurts. A lot.

Laying almost lifelessly on her bed, she never thought that she’d experience the feeling of heartache like the ones she read in romance books or watched in those movies. She had always thought that those weren’t real and that they’re really corny, but oh how wrong she was. She hated it, she hated it so much because it hurts so bad. She wants the feeling to go away, but the images of Leon pulling that girl into his chest and laughing together with her only made her want to rip her own heart out. What made it even worse was that she could still hear them from here, their laughter, giggles, whispers, and sounds of clothes rustling around only made her want to throw up; tears continued to fall down her cheeks onto her pillow, creating a small wet spot on it. She cried so much that she fell asleep from how tired she was, so tired that she didn’t notice the sound of knocking and the concerned voice of her mother.

Slowly fluttering open her puffy eyes, she realized that it was time for dinner; she couldn’t hear the sound of the girl anymore, but that didn’t make her feel any better as she could also hear Leon’s voice together with her mother’s. He also sounded worried, gently knocking on her door and twisting the locked doorknob; growing a bit annoyed at their constant knocking and voices, she got up from her bed, not even bothered to wipe the dried-tears on her face or hide her red eyes, and opened the door. She ignored the looks of concern on their faces and continued to face down on the floor blankly as she walked past them and down to the kitchen; Leon stood there, feeling confused and worried at her odd behavior, he absolutely hated to see her cry, it always tugged at his heart strings painfully. Dinner was so tense and quiet, all three of them were deeply concerned with her being so silent and…robotic? She didn’t banter with Leon like she used to, moving around as if she’s a puppet that has no soul in its empty shell. Quietly dismissing herself from the table, she put her plate into the sink and slowly walked back up to her room; Leon quickly stood up as well and ran after her, catching her wrist when they both got up near her room. “Sweetheart please, tell me what’s wrong. Who made you cry?” His furrowed brows and frowned lips made her feel a bit bad, but her pretty eyes that were once so full of life turned so so dull, it made him clench his teeth. Her answer, however, made him feel as if he was being crushed,

“You.”

AAAHHH IK ITS THE SAME ENDING BUT I CAN'T THINK OF A SPECIFIC ONE SORRY😭😭 But yea that’s what I’m thinking right now, you can do whatever for the ending, embrace the freedom :)

Not me out here crying 😭

gosh Leon is such a dumb boy sometimes, being silly with his friend and not thinking twice cause he only sees her as, well his friend lmao. so he doesn’t even realize how much heartbreak he’s caused until later 😥

JAKSHC the same ending 😭 gosh no, okay I totally have plenty to work with!! I just didn’t want to go off on a totally different tangent and then post it and it be like what? 🤨 😆

It’s going have angst but I’m on the fence on whether I want to have sort of a ambiguous ending or totally angsty or a reconciled one 🤔 so many ways it can go!!

[doyouknowthemossinman]

okay someone asked me frfr for the RGB/Bad Suns song picks so HERE I GO ( @goosemagician i am forever in your debt !!!!!!)

i talk way too much so erm. BE WARNED, HERE BE WORDS

We Move Like the Ocean from Language and Perspective

The entire first verse of this song is literally RGB's headspace during Cut to, Greenlight, Dissolve, and Iris imo. like "I've been painting pictures in my head and falling short / Losing my direction, turn me around" THAT'S HIM AND MADRAS OK!!! HE'S SO SAD

The second verse is very much his weird not-his-death dreams. I just felt like is was kinda fitting? Maybe he's talking to Hate here? (The "didn't you used to dance" face and Hate's face in his flashback are the SAME has anyone talked about this yet)

To me the chorus is his relationship with Hero as it develops. They've got kind of a rhythm going now, they kinda know how the other works, they are getting closer emotionally hahaha, but RGB literally and figuratively can't swim. He's not as emotionally available as Hero needs him to be. Even the "anymore" on the end of that line implies that he has bonded with people like that in the past (at least romantically if i'm interpreting light entertainment as canon? it's canon right??) but he can't for Hero. Yet.

Even in my Dreams, I Can't Win from Disappear Here

Honestly this entire song is just him and I can SEE a little animatic in my head but I'll try to explain

The first verse feels like what his nights are like without a hero to guide, those inbetweens when he has to find the gall to get back up to the Inbetween (ha) and find another keyframe.

The pre-chorus and chorus is just his cycle of finding heroes and failing time and time again. rip.

The bridge feels like him getting frustrated and overwhelmed at his not-death nightmares and trying to explain them to Hero and this is all he comes up with lol. It's not even entirely accurate but I think he would at least try and explain them to her eventually.

Away We Go from Mystic Truth

honestly this one's kind of just an adventuring song!! Maybe cutting between his time with Magnus and some of the heroes? or just Hero? It feels simple to me and I kinda just picked it to have one song from each album lmao. BUT IT ALSO APPLIES I would never disrespect Mystic Truth like that

Life Was Easier When I Only Cared About Me from Apocalypse Whenever

This is basically "determined little ball of sunshine worms her way into a monster's non-existent heart" the song. Like the Iris through Flood era. Like "how does this little girl keep violently pulling her forcefully-adopted dad out of his depression"

First verse is sad dad!!!! I know "My thoughts came flooding in / I started to drown" relates to the title of Flood and he has come close to being drowned like twice, but it's more like that vaguely suicidal moment he has after Madras pushes him backward??? BABE ARE U OKAY

"Lit my own fuse, I could not blow it out / I was strapped to a rocket aimed right at the ground" is definitely one of their arguments/genuine heartbreaking fights but it'S OK THEY STILL LOVE EACH OTHER

AND THE CHORUS OH MY GOD. He realizes how much Hero really means to him and is just SO mad about it. Okay not mad but like!! He wasn't supposed to get attached and now here he is!!!! Also IF at the end of the story RGB turns back into a human (that's a theory people have right) "I had no reason to breathe / Until you knocked the wind out of me" IS GOING TO BE SO LITERAL OH MY GODDDD (I don't personally think that's where we're going but it would be sooooo niceeee andmy songs would work so well for thaaat)

Anyway!!! Thank you for making it to the end!! As a prize you get more song recs because GOD he literally is just Bad Suns to me

Okay wait actually, bonus Thoughts because i'm listening to L&P again, Salt is like if he ever got a weird dysphoria after becoming a monster??? IF THAT EVEN HAPPENED??? Mirror mention and my brain went insane sorry. "These memories are nothing to me, just salt" mans literally SOLD his so like. IT'S RELEVANT. idk please go listen to Salt it's so trans

Most of Language and Perspective (the album not just the song) is pretty relevant to him but that may just be my bias getting in the way lol. Cardiac Arrest, Dancing on Quicksand, and Salt would be my number ones but I'm so for real please go listen to the whole album

Disappear Here also has bangers but so far the only other song I can relate to this mess of a man is Defeated.

One Magic Moment is him and Hero for sureee but it's just a vibe, other than the first lines i don't have any deeper thoughts lol. Love By Mistake is also him idk.

Unstable is his denial song i think <3 babes is not okay

Most of Apocalypse Whenever is so happy in a genuine way, while TV boy here is happy in a fake way. Maybe it'll apply more by the end of the story but for now nothing really fits. EXCEPT FOR ELECTRIC CIRCUS AAAAHHH??? hOW COULD I FORGET. "Crushed by a tidal wave of lies an shame" OKAY GIRL. anyway never thought i'd tell you that the album with a PVRIS feature is too happy but here we are

The Infinite Joy EP is SO GOOD guys. Living or Dying is vaguely RGB-vibey? Maybe Astral Plans as well but it's very loose.

OK FOR REAL GO FORTH AND BECOME BAD SUNS FANS

[moonchildstyles]

Just thinking of angel waiting for Harry to pick her up from college, standing near a bunch of girls. The girls were talking about how hot the tattoo artist (harry) is, drooling about his tattoos, his body and everything and one of them want to ask him a date. While angel was hearing this and went 🤭😚😚😚. Then harry comes in a motorcycle with his silk shirt and leather jacket on and comes near angel, kissing her and saying "hi mi love", touching, caressing her hair and she was like: THATS MY MAN 🥺🥺🥺🥰. And the girls were both like jealous and cooing cuz he is committed but he is so loveyy towards his angel. Okay ill stop

omg yes I love the idea of like girls in one of her classes talking abut how they went and got a tattoo at the shop down by the campus library and the really hot owner was the one who did the butterfly on her ankle and god hes just so cute like his hair? and he was covered in tattoos and they could see his rings through the gloves he was wearing and he was so tall and do u think hes single? what if we go see him and see if hes into any of us?? and y/n's just listening bc even tho shes a little :/ bc thats her boyfriend at the same time she's so proud of him for having such a following and hearing all the praise bc thats her boyfriend!!!! hes so talented and they’re right hes really cute and even tho they think hes quiet she knows that hes so loving and talkative w her🥺 so when they’re all like y/n what do u think have u met him? and shes like oh idk not really saying anything bc they don't need to know but its when they’re all walking out when she gets a text from him telling her to wait for him that hes coming to pick her up for lunch so now shes extra excited to see him but also the girls from class are going to find out if the hot guy from the tattoo place is single or not so its when they’re all talking outside of the building for a minute and then she sees his Range Rover pull up and she already knows that he left the house in that black silk shirt this morning and his ripped up jeans but theres something about the way he looks getting out w his sunnies on and hes chewing gum and his hair is down and he gets so smiley when he sees her and "hey angel" when hes close enough and shes halfway aware of the girls from class having gone quiet but shes already smiley and hi h:) and maybe its knowing that the girls in class had talked about wanting to make out w him so she just gets up on her toes and grabs his shoulders before giving him a little kiss tasting the mint of his gum and feeling hm smile into her mouth and when shes back on her feet hes got his hands on her waist and oh? good class today baby? and shes just...so 🥺thats her man🥺 and when hes got her hand in his and hes taking her back to the car so they can get lunch she says bye to her friends and they’re all making faces at her like omg??? bestie????? bc yeah that is her man🥺

[kawaii-angelanne]

naruto girl charas SUCK. and not the charas themselves, i LOVE LOVE LOVE sakusa, ino, tenten, temari, ya name her ! i love her, but the creator just writes them so horribly. he puts them in a light and most fans shit on women bc of their charas when really—they’d be liked if he gave a true backstory and plot for how they act they do.

sakura is known to be ‘two faced’ as she’s sweet outside but has a raging personality inside and everyone hates her for being obsessed with sasuke—but she’s a CHILD!! she gets more development once you meet her future teacher, and it makes me love her so much more bc it shows how strong she is and how CAPABLE she is. she’s more than just a girl with a silly crush // more than a girl who hides her true inner feelings. she cares for everyone around her and is seen as weak when she isn’t.

hinata is known to be a shy girl who’s obsessed with naruto, and she’s one of the strongest characters but the creator makes her weak. tenten canonically have the strongest weapons in the series but the creator makes her weak. temari is seen as strong only for her plot and in the future she’s discarded. all these women are thrown to the side because their entire future plot is to surround who they’re marrying—men. there’s only one female chara i can think of that doesn’t exactly surround a man but she’s still heavily influenced by two bc ones in love with her and the other was her childhood friend. (really tryna not spoil HAHA)

and even female villains, which there aren’t many i can think of, ALLLL SURROUND A MAN! long story short, kishimoto is a POS and probably has never known a woman on an actual personal level. plus the series is a rip off of HXH anyways 😇 emo chara family dies and they have red eyes ? and there’s a big bad group where the person who was responsible for it is homed there ? anyways naruto was my first anime besides DBZ when i was a lil kid and i love it and will cherish it to my heart but only bc i like the charas, i hate kishimoto. he’s dumb. and probably a 50 y/o virgin. (did u kno he got married and didn’t take his wife on a honeymoon bc of he was writing naruto? I HATE HIM I HATE HIM AAAAA!!) so sorry for the long winded response, i get so heated on this topic BAHAHAHAHAHA < 3 ily

OKAY YEA THATS WHAT I WAS THINKING!! i so badly want to get to like these characters, but the way kishimoto writes them is just. so bad. SO TRUE they all revolve around a guy and its so..*chokes the air* like in the land of the waves we see that she has the best control of her chakra (which ig makes her perfect to be a medical nin; ik like tiny bits and pieces of what happens in shippuden but also not rlly LMAO), but she never uses it!! she was never involved in any fights; she j stood there because she was written to be like that!!

i was also thinking that since they are like 10-12, they're not going to be the most fun characters; like at that age, children are v annoying LMFAO but its not 100% an excuse because the guy characters aren't as intolerable ;-;;;

im intrigued to see how tsunade is going to be written because like. shes HOKAGE. and SO COOL!! so yes.

love the charas, not their creator <3 (that's so funny how he didn't even take his wife on honeymoon; like higuruma would NEVER even tho he seems to do work a lot LMFAO (pov: you have not caught up w jjk but love higuruma because of ina))

(im also super impressed how you just whipped that out af! like. not even ten mins later and bam! research paper LOL)

[jaeyunsz]

okay /cracks fingers

let's do this! GOOD BOYS GO TO HEAVEN REVIEW STARTS HERE

okay Jake being a good boy and excelling in academics is so on brand

sick of eating ramen? DOESN'T SOUND LIKE JAKKE SHDASHDAS help

"He wondered what your business was with the Jungwon kid" THE JUNGWON KID hshshs

THE WAY HE GOT FLUSTERED AT EYE CONTACT what a pure boi

"second, i wasn't staring" ALL MEN DO IS LIE

LISTEN the moment Jake started looking for Heeseung I HAD TO PAUSEE MY MUSIC BECAUSE IT FELT LIKE I WAS LOOKING TOO AHSDHASDHAS HELP THE SUSPENSE

how did they NOT FULLY CLOSE THE DOOR so irresponsible!??!?! or INTENTIONAL?

LUST! LET''S GAUR COMMIT SINSSS

"Jake wanted to be in Heeseung’s place so badly." that's just adorable tbh

"but this time, it wasn’t Heeseung but himself getting a taste of you. " NO BECAUSE I CAN SEE THIS AS A SCENE IN THE MOVIE like it's a dreamy scene/flashback of heeseung and y/n but then it glitches and it's JAKE and y/n omg amazing

"Why would he when it felt like drinking lemonade after a hot day out?" OOF LOVE THIS ANALOGY

"He turned his hand into a fist, knuckles turning white as he tried to hold himself back." I'M SORRY THIS REMINDED ME OF THE ARTHUR MEME

SHUT UP SHE CAUGHT HIM JERKING OFF?!?!@?!?@ I GUESS THEY'RE EVEN

‘’You won’t remember the existence of God by the time I finish playing with you.’’ ALEXA PLAY GOD IS A WOMAN BY ARIANA GRANDE

LUST AND ENVY WHAT A DEADLY COMBINATION

nah lowkey the way the boys talk about her makes me SLIGHTLY uncomfortable ngl

There was nothing more Jake wanted to do than punch Heeseung in the face. -- HONESTLY MOOD

He couldn’t foresee how silence could be painful. -- WAIT THIS LINE IS SO BEAUTIFUL

‘’And think about how good they would feel inside me.’’  -- now what man would not MELT at this sentence wow even i blushed

’Touch me more, puppy.’’ -- ALEXA PLAY SHE LOVES CONTROL BY CAMILA CABELLO

remembering the time when Sunghoon was talking about how he made this one girl cum by simply doing this.  -- WE NEED AN ELABORATION, A NEW HOON FIC PLEASE

sorry i got cut off because of the paradoxxx invasion teaser ok where was i

HIM ASKING FOR CONSENT WE LOVE THIS

repeated mentions of HEAVEN makes me think of ariana grande's position like "heaven sent you to me" YESSS

wait proper orgasm so with heeseung y/n never got one? BURNNNN

ugh jake coming undone and y/n being so understanding about it I LOVE THIS COUPLE

JAKEY -- /combusts

You don’t have feelings for me. You have feelings for the idea of me. -- MY HEART BROKE

REUUNITED OH THANK GOD IT'S NOT A SAD ENDING

OKAY WOW THAT WAS SUCH A ROLLER COASTER FIRST THINGS FIRST THIS WAS WRITTEN SO WELL? the plot flows so nicely and the way everything is described in DETAIL (cough the Jake masturbating scene cough) I LOVE IT SO MUCH looking forward to your future releases!!! also do stop by my blog if you want to read some hee or jay fics!!! now i have to go to the bathroom to wash my face LMAOOOO

omgg vhdkls okay first of all yes yn did leave the door open in purpose, she had her eyes on jake and never on heeseung. SECOND yes yn had to fake an orgasm with heeseung rip yn <3 i mean he did make her feel good but the orgasm... better luck next time heeseung...

also i put my heart and soul into jake's solo scene, i still can't believe i wrote that filthy shit, it's so dirty i swear i didn't mean that scene to be so fucking nasty but shit happens u know <3

aaaand i will def read your stuff when i find some extra time!! i'll be adding them to my reading list!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR TAKING YOUR TIME TO WRITE THIS NANA!!!! i really appreciate it <3333

[evansencezz]

v(°∇^*)⌒☆—I L๏Ｖ︎e y๏υ!! (i fuckเ︎𝓷ģ 𝔥Ⓐ︎𝐓︎𝓔︎ ⓨ︎๏υ) -yandere!violet x yandere!iris—v(°∇^*)⌒☆

⚬ ⚬: yandere violet, violet being kinda wack, violet hates everyone, violet confusing platonic love for romantic love, annoyed violet, hoarding, violence, angry violet, agressive yandere, mental breakdown, hurting someone, extremely tense scences, violet losing it and almost killing iris, near death exprince, both of them are nuts, jealous violet, crippled violet, violet has never seen the light of day, iris is the more intense yandere, mentions towards murder, theres like one cute scence in here, halluications, stragglation, fighting, iris being a creepy freak, taking photos, non-con photos, non-con bondage and kissing, oh god, the whole shabang, threatening, what the fuck, posioning, bad ending, sad ending, non-apoctalyptic au, modern au?, creepy and sad as fuck, dream squences are in bold, violet descends into madness, derelization, thinking one is in a dream when they are not, schizophriana, poltics, family fighting, iris is funny, iris’s family is shitty, fuck them, use of slurs, homophobic and transphobic family, iris is flippino, akward dinner scence is the highlight of this whole thing, smoking, making myself cry, GET IT TOGETHER, christmas post, my magium opious i give u this, possesion, oreain is a halluication ghost, oreain isn’t/ is kinda into violet, he hasn’t aged even though he’s a ghost, he’s 26 cool your tits, violet is 22, death.

TW: THIS WILL DIVE INTO FAMILY FIGHTS, ADOPTIVE PARENTING, TRAUMA, SLURS (which i can say), AND OTHER NASTY STUFF!! TRANSPHOBIA, HOMOPHOBIA, AND POLTICAL VIEWS!! THESE DO NOT AFFECT ME THE AUTHOR IT IS PURELY MENT FOR THE CHARACTER!!

Violet groaned as the text sent through. Honestly, could she be anymore akward? Her little charm that she had connected to her phone swayed when she tilted her phone up infront of her.

“Oh my god I am so fucking cringe.” She hissed out.

The text read:

‘hey iris ik ur like hanging out with ur gf or whatever but do u wanna’ come over later?’

She wanted to rip her throat out so badly. How do you undo time again?? Oh that’s right, still figuring that one out.

Her eye twitched when she saw that it had been five minutes. She decided to exit out of the app and go onto the persons other social medias. One of those was instagram.

Iris had posted a thread of photos, and the blonde scrolled through. The first couple were okay, just snapshots of a theme park and food. Then..a photo of their girlfriend giving them a kiss on the cheek.

She stared at the photo for a little while longer. The brunette had her eyes closed and it was clear she was holding cotton candy in one hand. She was leaning slightly to kiss the cheek of the taller. too.

The short haired person had a smile on their face but no blush was on their face. Their eyes were also slightly averted to the left but it wasn’t noticeable. At least it wouldn’t be to their fanbase.

‘oh hey v’ sorry for not replying i was with my fangirl (ﾟДﾟ;)’ was the notfiaction she got was.

A small smile overcame her face when she read it. Espically the ‘fangirl’ part. Iris didn’t really love their girlfriend and Violet knew it.

‘yeah i saw ur post u guys r totally made for each other!! б（＞ε＜）∂’

Meanwhile with the white and green haired person scoffed at the message. The sarcastic intention was clear but it was still annoying. The blue eyed girl next to them on the bus frowned and clung onto their arm.

“Babyyyyy!~ Pay attention to me! Who are you even texting anyway??” She whined slighty before trying to catch a glimpse at the contact name.

The white and green eyed one scowled slightly and leaned her phone away. Their right hand switched the phone into it while they plastered a closed eyed smile on their face.

“Just a friend!~ Here..” They answered before grinning and connecting their lips.

They honestly didn’t mind the way she tasted. She tasted sweet with a hint of vanilla. They knew they didn’t love her, but she tasted pretty damn good.

She winced when they bit her bottom lip harshly before pulling away. A trickle of blood ran down her mouth and she shakily looked at Iris. She knew they had sharp teeth, but god damn?!?

“Better? Your so cute.” They quickly asked before smiling again and swiping a finger across her lip to clean up the blood.

They flicked their finger with the blood a few times before smiling and going back on their phone. Their girlfriend only slinked away, closer to the window seat.

‘sorry about that i had to do something to keep the girlfriend from bothering me.. v(*’-^*)ゞ・’ﾟ☆’ they texted.

The short haired girl perked up at the message. Currently she had moved to her desk and was sitting on a chair. She hovered over the table with her upper half and blinked at the message.

‘nah it’s cool anyway do u wanna come over?’ she brushed it off as she wrote back.

‘mmm i dunno if i can today, my parent’s probably want me back home after i’m done here! sorry violet maybe some other time ｡゜(｀Д´)゜｡’ they answered.

The blue eyed girl immeditally read over the message before blushing in embrassment. She seriously had just gotten rejected! How embrassing..

‘oh ok’ was the only thing she manged to get out.

She turned her phone off and scowled. It honestly wasn’t fair. They got to go outside and have fun with different people while Violet was trapped in her room the whole time.

She couldn’t leave, otherwise she would get hurt. She knew that. She dug her fingers into the desk in anger, her long nails protested but it was the only way to get out the anger she felt.

“I hate them, I hate them, I hate them, I hate them, IhatethemIhatethemIhatethemIhatethemIhatethemIhatethemIhatethemIhatethemIHATETHEM!!” She repeated over and over again.

She wanted to strangle them so badly. She wanted to snap their neck into so she could be rid of this feeling. God, it hurt so bad.

Her blue eyes became shaky and she moved her hands to claw at her body that had excess fat on it. Was it that?? She didn’t eat properly to begin with but..

Her face was still in a deep scowl, her eyes reflecting pure hate. She hated how jumbled up her mind was and how weak she felt.

“I’ll kill them. I’ll do it. So fucking weak and stupid. FUCK!!!” She said before clawing at her ribs and feeling like she was going to die.

What exactly would it take for her to get rid of this feeling?! She hated it so much. She couldn’t geniuley describe how much she hated it.

She knew it was self-destructive but anytime she came back to the stupid fucking other she felt worse. It was their fault they kept interacting with her. Why couldn’t they see that they were annoying?!

She just wanted to be left alone. But in reality, she wanted someone to care about her. She hated it but she also wanted someone to touch her and comfort her. She knew she was a monster and messed up.

People already looked down on her. She didn’t need a mental diganoises to know she was messed up. She didn’t need people to think she was crazy now but..

She couldn’t just be dead already?? What was the problem with that?? The problem was that she was too weak to do anything. Sure, she had a at home job and was still alive, but it didn’t feel like she was.

Iris had always complemnted her when they came over. Even though they clearly saw her messy room and unfit conditions. It was surprising she hadn’t been kicked out by the home owner yet.

Her hands had moved over to the pillow that she now held in her hands on the bed. She practically strangeled the poor thing before laying her head down and closing her eyes.

There was no problem with sleeping, right?

Violet looked down at her hands, or what she thought were her hands. Where exactly was she?? She looked around, it looked like she was in the middle of a hotel lobby.

“Am I in the fucking backrooms or some shit?” She sarcastically asked.

Though, it wasn’t completly wrong. The lights were a pale orange/ red color and it was unsettingly warm. There seemed to be something stuck in her eye and she rubbed it away. It was simple muck.

The carpet floor had a intresting desgin on it. Shapes of warm brown, and crimson played on it. A faint sound of what seemed to be ambience played. Not the most comforting, but tiring.

It only now occured to her that she didn’t have crutches of any sort. She was standing properly. She looked down at her foot and just saw that it looked normal of course.

“What..?” She mummbled.

Her head pounded and she raised a hand to feel the spot that was pounding. Unexpectadtly, she was very disorenated and dizzy.

She blinked and suddenly there were a couple tens of hallway paths infront of her. Each way not exactly showing what direction it lead to. All of a sudden it felt like a hand drifted to her hair and tugged on it.

She flinched and whipped around, nothing was there. She was now offically spooked out. She decided it would be best if she were to go to the first path infront of her.

Violet wrapped her hands around herself and started walking. It felt so werid to her, her right foot didn’t even hesitate in it’s steps. It just followed around rythmatically.

Once she offically entered the path of the hallway, her headache became lessened. The walls were pretty crammed and painted a disgusting orangish brown. Not flattering at all.

It was pretty dim, but it still glowed with that comforting color. She heard the faint sounds of a piano playing. She bit her lips every now and then, was it just her or were the walls getting closer.

She had been walking for a while now but stopped when she saw someone in the distance. A naeous feeling vaguely filled her stomach but she had no idea why. It seemed like her throat filled up with liquid.

And all of a sudden, the person turned around. It was..

“Ace…?” She hoarsely whispered.

The blue haired girl blinked before a soft smile overcame her face. Her brown eyes seemed to shimer in the soft light that was still orange.

“Violet, there you are. I’ve been looking everywhere for you!” She softly cooed.

It sounded exactly like her. It looked exactly like her. Her expression always mimicked what Ace’s would turn into everytime she saw Violet.

“Ace what are you doing here? W-..” She tried to form words but her throat was tight.

“I love you so much, you know that?” The older sibling asked with a gentle smile.

The blonde knew she was dreaming but…

Ace’s figure practcally raidated warmth and her eyes that the girl loved so much show so much compassion. She had always loved her sisters eyes.

‘Okay! Time to wake up now!’ The ocean eyed girl thought, reaching a hand down to pinch herself.

She was stopped though when the blue-nette grabbed her wrist and smiled. How did she get over to her so quickly.

“Hey, let’s not do that, okay? I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” She gently said before intertwining their fingers.

Violet paled and sweat-dropped. Something was wrong. If this was a dream, then why did Ace stop her from waking up??

“Hey, why don’t we walk around a little? You like exploring.” She asked her younger sibling.

The short haired girl didn’t know what to say. It was like all she could do was listen. She didn’t understand. Was this some sort of lucid dream??

She flinched when the brown eyed girl tugged her along. The pair walked into multiple different hallways, each ending in a main lobby that was slightly different and had even more paths spilt.

After awhile, the older sister finally spoke.

“So, how are you doing??” She questioned.

The two weren’t that far apart height wise, almost the same actually. The long haired girls face was forward as she lead. But it felt as if Violet had to look up at her.

“I’ve been fine…I miss you..” She answered before blurting out that last part.

The said girl’s eyes winded and she shakily looked over at her sister. She had completly stopped and the relaxed smile on her face was gone.

“What do you mean, Violet? I’m right here!” She tilted her head in confusion.

The girl pulled away and tilted her head down. She didn’t want to hurt anybody. But was that the way to wake up out of this dream??

“No, your not. You left me Ace, and..and I know it wasn’t of your own accord but..I haven’t see you in years..” She adimitted.

The soft sound of what seemed to be a music box filled the area. She pressed her lips into her grimnace and looked away.

“Violet..” The blue haired girl mummbled.

Her body was now away from the younger. It was now and only now Violet had noticed the dangling camera around her neck. Ace had always loved photography.

“Your hurting me, Violet..” She whimpered.

Her voice became more distroted and shaky. And her breaths were muffled, it was an odd sound. It felt like she was losing conciousness even though she was in a dream.

After all, that IS what is WAS, wasn’t it? Just a dream.

“Violet..I just want to protect you..” The blurred figure of her older sister reached out.

The blonde now noticed something. Throughout all the times her suposed ‘sister’ was talking to her, she never said her nickname. She blinked before stepping back a little more.

“Why aren’t you calling me by my nickname? Why only Violet?” She asked, tone now a little sharper.

The taller stopped her hand and looked away. Her caramel eyes held something in them, she couldn’t figure out what. Uncerantity?

“Isn’t Violet just the prettiest name? I’m happy you were named that.” She vaguely answered.

The shorter only shook her head and took a few steps back. She was acting strange, Ace would’ve called her by her nickname if she wanted her to.

“I’m sorry.” Ace straightly said before snapping her fingers.

The carpet floor dissapered beneth Violet and she yelped. A blank white void filled her and it was windy and cold. It wasn’t like she was free falling, more like hovering.

Her body span around a few times, basically doing summersaults. She shakily breathed and harshly grabbed her middle arm and pinched it very hard.

Iris cracked their knuckles as they slumped down into their desk. They had just dropped their girlfriend off with her parents and said goodbye. They were tired from the day sure, their girlfriend just sucked all the energy out of them.

They sighed and opened up one of their drawers. It had tons of pollaroid photos in there of one person. Violet.

This was a nightly routine they did. They had so many photos and they had a red marker and scissors. They would draw hearts around her before cutting out any other people in the photos.

There weren’t too many insentences were they actually had to do that though.

The green and white haired ladder’s expression changed to one of obession. Their pupils that were already small dialted a few notches. And it was now noticed that Iris had a small defect.

People had always asked if they were blind in one eye, considering one of them was a murky white. And well..they weren’t completly wrong. They could still see but it was always blurry in that eye. Plus, it was smaller then the other, giving them a sort of deranged characteristic.

It didn’t bother them though, and they didn’t get why people were so curious. Whatever.

They took out a handful of photos and stared at them. One of them had a person in it. It looked old though, maybe a few years back??

Violet didn’t even know they had this storage of photos. And that was the whole point.

They sighed and drew small hearts write next to the the others face. She had a relaxed smile on her face as she was looking out at the city. They were suposedly ontop of a rooftop.

“God she’s so pretty..” They smiled.

Even though her eyes weren’t focused on them, they were still so pretty. They focused on the neon signs and lights of the city and glew slightly.

They moved onto a couple more photos. But their parents knocking on their door made them flinch.

“Iris, honey?? Dinners ready!” Their mother called out to them.

They didn’t like their family that much. Their mother was the only one accepting of their non-binary stature.

But hey!- look on the brightside, Iris was a gendernetural name! They didn’t need to change much about them, they got reconqized for being both genders in public sometimes.

The perks of being born intersex, they pressumed.

“Iris??” Their mother called out again.

“Sorry, coming!!” They answered.

The green and white eyed person shoved their photos into the drawer and closed it. Also putting the marker away and walking towards the door.

They opened it slightly to see the face of their adoptive mother. Oh, that’s right, didn’t I mention?? Iris has adoptive parents and one older brother. He wasn’t imporant though.

Just another jock male who shitted on people who were different because he was too cowardly to come out of the closet.

“Come, darling!” Their mother embraced them with a side-hug and lead them away from their room.

Their mothers embrace was slightly welcoming, they would’ve prefered if it was Violet’s though. Their mother led them downstairs and to the kitchen table. They were greeted by their father, aunt, uncle, grandparents and brother.

Give or take, none of these were their REAL family. But it still wasn’t good. The second they entered all eyes flashed to them.

All of them judging, the mother frowned a little before smiling beside Iris and guiding them to their seat. They made a slight face when they were squashed between their aunt and brother.

When they glanced over, their aunt had a cup of wine infront of her. She was a surprisngly calm lady, but had this air of highschool drama about her. She had a average build, and had ginger hair with hazel eyes.

Meanwhile their brother, ugh. He had a, what Iris liked to call ‘wifebeater’ shirt on. It was those white shirts that hugged your waist and showed off your muscles to all the gawking woman. The reason they called them ‘wifebeaters’ was because they had yet to meet a nice person who wore them.

Anyways, he had messy ashy blonde hair and pirceings on each ear. He also had hazel eyes and unsettingly sharp teeth.

He wasn’t awful. He just pretty much ignored Iris. Although sometimes he actually acted like a brother and laughed with them a few times when they played video games or football.

“Hey, Iris…! Finally came out of your room I see!” The woman on their left hesitantly greeted them.

They forced a semi-polite grin on their face as they smiled back.

“Yep.” Was all they said.

They looked around and saw their ‘father’ giving them a death stare. But it wasn’t directly into their eyes no, it was at their pirecings.

“Why do you have such ridclous things hanging from your ears?” He veomnsly asked.

He was refering to the plant shaped dangling earrings Iris had in. They were in the shape of the planet satern, sure, they caught attention. But they weren’t crazy.

“Oh, these? They’re just planets!” They answered.

The male’s eyes seemed to harden even more and they swallowed a ball of spit. Their brother, looked up from his phone before going back to texting.

“I know what they are. And they look werid and distracting on you. It’s already bad enough with your eyes, hair color, and skin color.” He spat out.

Iris’s ears started to ring. They hated it when he brought up their race. What did that have to do with anything?? No one shot them any werid looks, no one besides this racist fucking ASSHOLE.

They made a nasty face in appulation and just as their father was about to open his disgusting mouth again, the first big plate of food was brought out.

The blonde next to them nudged them slightly and offered a lazy grin.

“For what it’s worth, I think they look cool.” He complamented.

Aganist their better judgement, their heart warmed at that. But before long, he was back to typing on his phone. It was nice while it lasted though.

The food was bland looking, a basic big salad bowl placed infront of everybody. And everyone had to take a serving. There were multiple dressings laid out though.

“The rest of the food is on the way, just somethin’ to hold you guys over.” The mom winked at everybody before running off to the kitchen.

Iris finished adding the dressing to their salad as they swirled the healthy food around in it. They hated eating with people, everyone just ate so loud.

They also had a smaller portion then everyone else. Maybe that was because the bowl was placed infront of them last. There was barely anything left.

Aganist their will, they heard their ‘father’ and uncle ranting about something.

“Honestly, kids now a-days. I went into a cafe’ to get a regular black coffee, I wasn’t going to say anything besides a “Hi, can I get a regular black coffee?” But then I noticed the worker was wearing one of those ‘pronoun’ pins. And do you wanna know what she had on it?? ‘they/them’!! Honestly, what’s with them??!”

“Fuck your black cofee, scumbag.” The white eyed and green eyed person scoffed under their breath.

They harshly shoved some food into their mouth, trying to block out whatever the stupid uncle had to say next. But they still heard it.

“Hey, Marcus. One of your ‘kids’ goes by ‘they/them’ right, prehaps SHE could explain it to us.” The uncle said, with his mouth full.

The kid obviously knew who they were talking about. As all eyes, including their brothers turned to them. They akwardly took a sip of the fruit punch infront of them before offering a tense smile.

“Hm? Sorry, what do you need?” Iris polietly asked.

Oh no, they knew what they needed. They just didn’t want to say anything.

“Can you explain this whole..’they/them’ thing??” The aunt spoke up next.

They tensed further and their brother furrowed his eyebrows. They started messing around with the forke in their salad due to nerves.

“Oh..it’s just pronouns..y’know, like she/her or he/him..but uh..they/them has been around longer actually..usually it’s used to describe someones gender that’s unclear, or not obvious..which is why I use it because I don’t feel comfortable with my assinged brith gender. But uh..people can use it for all different types of reasons-!” They explained before being cut off.

“Sounds like a bunch of liberal bullshit to me!” Their grandfather scoffed out.

Their white eye visibly twitched a couple times and the smile fell straight from their face.

“I don’t you apperiacte you interupting me.” They coldly said.

It went dead silent again. The only sound being that of their mother wandering in the kitchen. Their grandfather’s expression was offended, stupidly enough.

“Well sorry, fag’. I guess I’ll just mind my own bussiness when you suck on another girl’s tits.” He spit back.

The round of gasps that came from everyone at the table was comically. They clutched their fork like it was their last life line.

“Miles! You can’t just say that, Lily will get upset-!” The aunt beside Iris scolded.

But it wasn’t out of Iris’s own good, oh no. It was for the fear of their mother hearing them.

Speaking of their mother, she came back with a large turkey. It wasn’t thanksgiving, but their famiily just liked turkey alot. They didn’t though.

Once their mother finished placing it down in the midde of the table. She walked over to the short haired former and placed down something different infront of them.

It was a cake, not a massive one. Sort of simaliar to those lava cakes. It looked and smelled really good.

That’s what Iris liked most about their adoptive mother. She didn’t judge them for not being a huge meat fan, and she adjusted to their tastes.

Only if she had heard them being called a slur one minute eariler.

They smiled thankfully at their mom and she smiled back. She, then plopped down right next to their father and smiled at him. The green and white haired person now noticed the staring still at them.

“Your really gonna’ feed your kid that?” The uncle commented again.

Oh my god, Iris thought frustartedly. Can’t you just SHUT YOUR DOUBLE CHIN SWEATY PIG ASS THE FUCK UP?!!

They, aganist their better judgement breathed in and out slowly. Trying to forget the anger that tickled the back of their throat.

“Oh? Do you want a piece?” They inquired, a polite smile on their face.

The male only scrunched his face up at them. His green eyes seemed geniuley put off by the fact.

“No, absoutetly not. Keep it to youself.” He hissed.

They merly shrugged and cut into while everyone else took pieces of the turkey. Ugh. They would never say it out loud, but turkey smelled absoutetly disgusting. It reminded them of thanksgiving.

Also gravey and mashed potatoes like?? It just was so gross to them. But everyone had different tastes and opinons, they guessed.

Their brother nudged them again, making them jolt slightly. He still had his phone out but he had his plate under the table slightly.

“Yo, slide me a piece??” He casually asked, wiggling the plate for extra effect.

They sighed with a small smile on their face before giving him a quarter of the lava cake. Speaking of it, it was warm and had a milk choclate, mixed with dark choclate center spilling out of it.

There were also berries ontop of it with powdered sugar. They couldn’t help but light up when they took a bite of it.

“Sooooo..Iris, college!!” The only family member not to put their input in about their sexuality or gender spoke up, their grandmother.

They only looked towards her and blinked.

“What are you majoring in?” The brunette asked.

Their brother made a noise between a wince and a whistling sound next to them. This made Iris shot him a look with their eyes.

“Photography.” They honestly answered.

Oh god, there were multiple reactions to this. The aunt next to them, visibly defalting. Their father scoffing and rolling his eyes, along with their uncle. Their mother smiling at them. Their grandpa looking unimpressed and their grandma’s smile still implanted on her face but her mouth hanging open slightly.

“You could’ve said something like Liberal arts.” Cairo, their brother snickered.

They glared at him before their grandmother cleared her throat and smiled at them.

“Oh!..how..quiant!” She tried to polietly add.

Their eyes seemed narrowed and they shoved some more bites of their cake into their mouth.

‘Can these people stop talking about me?! Or at least do it while I’m not here?!’

“You’ll never make a living with that, I hope you know that.” ‘Father’ unhelpingfullingly added.

“I know.” They bluntly replied, reaching over to simply grab another swig of their drink.

He scoffed again but found more intrest in the turkey leg he had. They looked away and almost finished their cake. Multiple conversations were going on, luckily no one seemed to be bothering them anymore.

They went to stand up, as did their brother. Attention drifted midly back to them but no one said anything.

Iris walked into the kitchen with their plates and placed them in the sink. Maybe they should vist Violet after all. Get some weight off their chest.

The white and green haired person rubbed their temples as they scurried upstairs. Honestly, they hated family dinners so much. As soon as they were about to enter their room, someone behind them stopped them.

“Iris, I’m sorry.” The familar voice of their mother said.

Her hand was on their wrist and her warm hazel eyes searched the others face.

They only blankely stared back before sighing. They pulled away slightly to open their door and made a motion for their mom to come in.

The still taller scampered inside and sat down on their bed. They closed the door behind them and turned on the planet nightlight they had in their room.

“What’s up?” Iris asked, deciding to play clueless.

The brunette deadpanned slightly before nervously looking away. Their mom was a nice person, but lacked to stand up for herself.

“I..I’m sorry about the way the others acted..they shouldn’t have picked on you..I support you and your descisons..” She mummbled.

The college student sighed and shook their head, not coming too close to their mom. But still, why was she apologizing for the others??

“Ap-ap-ap, if your gonna’ start apologizing for the others, you might aswell get out now.” They held a hand up to stop her.

The hazel eyed woman frowned slightly but didn’t say anything.

“I’d rather they apologize, but I know that’s never happening. So..” They said, shrugging before placing their mouth into a lopsided expression.

“Hey, can I go out tonight? I know it’s late but I have my car and everything..” They asked.

The woman’s face scrunched up in displeasure before falling. There wasn’t much she could say to them. But she trusted Iris.

“Fine, going to Violet’s, I presume?” She questioned.

The college students face light up in a red shade. They flushed and looked away, making her laugh slightly.

“Oh come on Iris, I’m your mother! You can’t really hide these things from me!~” She sang softly before standing off of the bed and brushing some of their hair out of their face.

They sighed before nodding.

“Fine, I’m going to V’s..I’ll see you tommorow, mom.” They admitted before kissing the woman’s check, grabbing their bag and wallet along with a few other things before opening up their window.

The taller woman watched as they opened it slightly and leaned down to crawl through it. They carefully stood on the roof and shut it closed behind them. Then, they also spared one last look towards her before shuffling off.

Violet boredly poked at her piece of paper infront of her. Her cheek resting in her hand as she could faintly hear the house next to hers blasting with music. Stupid teenagers.

She was currently learning how to draw human anatomy, for a class she had. The girl didn’t actually attend physical school, no. She took all her classes online.

It was easier that way.

She groaned as she made another slip with the pen. It was annoying, sure. But this was the path she had deicded to take. A masters degree in health and science wasn’t something to be laughed at, after all.

She flinched when someone knocked on her window. She was at her desk, so she had one right infront of her. She looked up slightly and screamed when she saw eyes and a visible face pearing through it.

She jolted so frantically that the chair she was in knocked over, leaving her groaning and sprawled out on the ground. The other person seemed to panic at this as they hastitly unhatched the window and climbed inside, moving the stack of books and papers out of the way so they could properly sit on the desk.

“V’!! Are you okay?!” A familar voice called out to her.

The blue eyed girl’s eyes were shut on impact of the crash. And her ears rang slightly but she opened them. When she did, she saw Iris. Her heart was still pounding in her ears.

“Oh geez, I really didn’t mean to scare you that bad!” Iris explained.

The girl on the floor shifted slightly, leaning back on her elbows.

“What are you doing here?! Didn’t you say you couldn’t come?!” She asked frantically.

The ladder only laughed nervously before finding her crutches and setting them closer. They reached out a hand and hoisted her up, before helping her situate herself on the crutches.

Once Violet had a stable hold on them, she hobbled back slightly.

“Yeah, change of plans! But still, aren’t you glad to see me?” They vaguely answered before exictedlingly asking.

The former huffed and leaned more heavily aganist one of the crutches. She slightly manvered her head so that her fingers could rub her temple.

“You are going to actually make recovery from my foot impossible if you keep spooking me.” She hissed out.

The short haired person only nervously laughed and ushered her to sit down. They both sat on the bed, Iris sitting awfully close.

“You really wanna’ recover that badly?? I mean, you’ve been trying for YEARS now!!”

Violet scoffed and glared at them with the corner of her eye.

“Wow. Thanks, scumbag.” She sarcastically said.

And just as quickly as she had laid down, she had adjusted her posture to sit up. The taller grabbed her arm and yanked her back down though.

“No! C’mon, V’..y’know I didn’t mean it like that.” They made her lay back on her well..back.

The blonde still had a deep frown on her face as she flipped over to the face them. They were still laying straight on their back but glancing at her from the corner of their eye.

“Well then, what did you mean it like? Because from my point of view there’s no other way that could’ve been taken.” She raised an eyebrow at them.

They sighed and flipped over in the same direction she did. The ocean eyed girl blushed when she relized how close their faces were.

“I was just trying to say how much I adimire you for trying. Your willingness..it’s an attractive quality, what can I say?” They answered before slyly sneaking that least beat in there.

The girl rolled her eyes and moved away a little while pushing their face away with her hand.

“Oh my god, you fucking sleaze.” She groaned.

The green and white haired person laughed, throwing their head back. No matter how much the scowl on Violet’s implanted itself, she couldn’t help but stiffle a smile.

She loved the way Iris laughed, even if it was at her.

“Hey, hey! What where you drawing earlier? You were in such a trance that well..you got spooked when you saw me!” They asked another question.

The health and science major smiled a little before explaning.

“Working on human anatomy..who knew it was so hard to draw a pair of tits?” She answered before a stupid grin came on her face at the joke.

The taller laughed again, even harder maybe. Her grin inhanced to something inhuman when they laughed but she felt it and quickly shook her head.

“Ahahaha!! W..Well can’t you just use your..your own-Hahahaha!- p..pair for refrence?” They manged to snike out between snickers.

The girl groaned at the and shoved her hand in their face again, sucessfully making them still snicker. She flinched, though when Iris held in her hand in theirs.

“You wanna’ know why I really came over? Besides to see you?~” They teasingly asked, lacing their left hands together.

The other shivered at the touch, her eyes focused now on the hands. But she nodded anyways.

“Stupid family dinner, againnnn..they can never seem to keep their stupid opinons to themselves.” They whined slightly before chuckling and shaking their head.

Violet frowned slightly and rubbed her thumb aganist their hand. The slight yellowish olive green warmed aganist the touch.

“They don’t know any better, Iris. They can barely even think for themselves.” She added.

Mismatched eyes flickered to blue ones before back down to their hands. Iris was now doing the same motion to her that she was doing to them.

“You think so?? They’re comments don’t really effect me but..it still hurts to be told I’m nothing without them.” They mummbled.

In truth, no matter Violet proclaimed to hate Iris she actually couldn’t. At least not outloud. Because she trufully felt bad for them.

As much as she was jealous from her other friends, limited as they were, sometimes she didn’t mind not having a family.

“Course’ I think so. I haven’t met them but they would probably blow a socket if they saw a cripple walk through they’re door.” She rolled her eyes.

The short haired person smiled and shook their head. Then, they pulled away slightly, untangling their hands. The others hand felt empty and worthless now.

“Enough about me!! Let’s talk about how you sounded jealous over text!~” They whined before nudging the other.

Speaking of her, she tensed and immeditally looked away. She didn’t actually think they would bring it up!!

“I have absoutetly no idea what your talking about.” She fastly said, probably making it eager and obvious she didn’t want to talk about this.

The younger now had a shit-eating-grin on their face. raised a eyebrow at her hasty attitude.

“Oh, you don’t?” They innocently asked.

Violet’s eye twitched and they snickered again.

“Look, your the one who calls her a fangirl. I’m not going to get involved in anything scandalous with you until you tell me your single.” She raised a hand in defense.

‘Liar.’ Her mind hissed at her.

“Oh, look at whose getting all bold now. What happened to that V’ who always stuttered when I flirted with you, huh?” They sarcastically asked, leaning closer.

The shorter tensed further if that was possible. She leaned a little away, only for her hand to trip on the boarding of the edge of the bed.

She glanced at it before sweat-dropping.

“What’s the matter, darling? Don’t like me being close to you?” They snarkily asked.

Her eye twitched again as they asked yet another question. What was with them and asking so many?! Obvious answers, too!

Wait..she just asked one herself-no-shut up!!

“C’mon, Iris.” She simply regained composer and looked back at them.

They blinked in confusion a few times before moving away. They tilted their head and stared her.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” They apologized.

The blonde merly pressed her lips into a firm line. What was she suposed to say?? Should she apologize or something??

“No..I just uh..are you hungry?!” She trailed off slightly before asking eagerly.

‘Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes.’ She begged in her head.

They made a face before slowly repeating something back to her.

“Did you forget the part where I said family dinner? I mean, it’s fine. But uh, I am thirsty.” They sarcastically asked before adding.

Violet ignored the obvious mocking tone and scowered for her crutches. She manged to plop out of the bed and land safely on them. She manvered around to look at them.

“Great! What do you want?” She questioned.

They thought it was kind of cute how eager she was to get out of this situation. She always had a sort of flee before fight attitude about her, or maybe it was the opposite.

“Just some choclate milk is fine..” They mummbled, drifting off into their thoughts.

“Ew, you fucking milk drinker.” She immeditally responded, scrunching up her face and sticking out her tongue.

“You should drink some milk if you wanna’ get taller, short-stack.” They swiftly replied back.

Her eye twitched again but didn’t say anything as she slightly limped away. Iris couldn’t help but notice that she was leaning more heavily on her crutches.

They had never wanted to hurt her, not really. She didn’t talk about herself much, or how she was crippled. The only thing she had said was that she wasn’t always crippled.

Both of them were in tough situations. Maybe that’s why they were so close.

Iris really hadn’t ment to fall in love with her, or at least not this hard. But she was just so cute when she rambled about space or things she loved. Or when she whined when they kept messing with her.

“Here!” She came back rather quickly and threw a brown milk cartoon at them.

They fiddled around with it slightly before opening it and stabbing the straw it came with it in.

“If you spill that shit on my sheets, I will kill you.” She ‘seriously’ said.

Iris simply rolled their eyes before placing their mouth on the straw and offering her a wink.

“Cute.”

The girl simply rolled her eyes before sitting back down. She blinked and covered her eyes with her arm.

That stupid edging feeling had came back.

She really didn’t want Iris to see her like this. God, was her eye twitching? She felt extremely irratated all of the sudden.

Obviously, she could just fall asleep again, but wasn’t that akward? I mean, you’d have someone basically watching as your asleep which sat her at unease.

“You okay, blondie’? Your actin’ all ansty all of the sudden. Shiftin’ and all.” They finally spoke up.

She lazily removed the hand that was covering her eyes Her mouth was pressed into a lopsided expression.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” She brushed off.

She saw the other clutch the now empty cartoon in their hands harder before letting it go. How strange.

“I’m gonna’ go to the bathroom, be right back.” They coldly said, sliding off the bed and leaving.

‘Fucking finally!’ Her mind cheered.

She scooted up so she could rest aganist the backboard. She closed on of her eyes but her open blue one darted around.

She startled, though when a blurry figure appeared in her vision. It had messy blue hair and a white ripped up sweater dress. It’s face wasn’t visible since most of its hair outshined it. And the camera from it’s neck dangled unsettingly.

Oddly enough, it looked like Ace from the dream.

“What…?” She asked, eyes trying to dispehiver what this THING was.

“Violet..” It whispered, comminng a little closer.

The crippled girl immeditally slammed back aganist the backboard, getting as far away from it as she could.

“What..what..what the fuck..” She harshly whispered.

The blue haired figure now had a visible smile on it’s face and it came closer. It basically hovered over the edge of her bed.

Violet despreatly rubbed her eyes and wished that she was just seeing things. She also reached a hand to pinch herself, maybe it was just another bad dream.

“Ouch!” Okay, not a dream.

Then what exactly was this thing?! It tilted it’s head and wearily looked at her.

“Haven’t you missed me?? I know I’ve been gone forever.” It mimicked a soft and comofortong voice.

She now was pale and sweaty. She didn’t understand, she didn’t get it.

“Leave me alone! I don’t even know what’s going..going on bu..but you!-!!” She started but the figure suddenly leaned forward.

It’s face was right infront of hers and she could see an eye peaking out. It was a dark, pitch black one with heavy bags underneath.

“Wake up, Violet.” It bluntly said before staring at her.

The blonde’s face changed and she held herself. There’s no way she was asleep right now, she had tried that already! What…what what…I

“STOP IT!!!” She yelled, holding hersef tighter and her breathing shaky.

Iris almost tripped as they entered the room again. Violet was huddled near the beadboard and looking at..’something’ shakily. They immeditally dropped what they were holding and went over to her.

“Woah, woah, woah, hey!! What’s wrong?!” They asked, really confused.

Her eyes refused to contect with theirs as she frowned. They watched as she burried her face in between her knees and tried to calm down her breathing.

“Violet!!” They said again, shaking her slightly.

To her, their voice just sounded like the ringing in her She hated how everything became inhanced, how she could feel her heart pounding in her ears.

She breathed in and held her breath for a few seconds. Laughing and the paranoia of the figure’s stare unerved her to no ends.

She flinched and yelped when hands shook her shoulders that were tucked slightly. Her heart calmed down slightly and she could hear someone speaking to her.

“Violet, your scaring me! Are you okay?? Hey, please snap out of it..” Someone’s geniuley concerned voice echoed.

The blonde blinked a few times before raising her head. Iris slightly hovered over her and she flinched at the closeness.

“Sorry! Sorry..” They apologized, noticing the red rushing to the shorters face.

She simply moved back more and looked away. Her eyes were narrowed and Iris noticed that they were darker.

“I heard you panicking so I came in here..can you tell me what happened..?” They questioned, staring at her with patience.

She harshly bit her lip so hard it actually drew blood. She didn’t know what was happening to her, so how would they understand??

“I..” She choked out.

They merly looked at her, their eyes shifting back and forth. What was so hard to get out that it looked like she was struggling?

“Violet..please talk to me-!!” They mummbled but flinched when she shoved them back so hard that they actually fell off of the bed.

They fell on it with their elbows propped and hands sprawled out behind them. The girl peered over the edge of the bed, her shaky yet irratated expression on place.

“Shut up!! Get out!!” She yelled, moving a hand to her hair.

Iris groaned and opened an eye to look at her. Her blue eyes were unstable and shaky. Yet..somewhat eerie.

“V’ what the hell is going on?! Wha-!” They started but were cut off.

“Get. the. fuck. out.” She icily said.

The short haired person felt their body freeze and they couldn’t do much. Her blue eyes were wide with each word and extremely dark.

They were offically freaked out, it was like she had did a one-eighty. They shakily stood up and held their now throbbing wrist close to them.

They stummbled over their own feet before grabbing her bag.

“Look, I don’t know what’s going on…but something’s wrong with you..and your obviously not okay..I hope you get the help you need..” They softly said, jitters still slightly running through their body.

Violet didn’t say anything and her eyes simply followed their movements.

Iris moved over to the desk that they got in here in the first place and leaned on it. They unhatched the window and crouched through it.

The mismatched eyed person climbed through it fullly and pulled it closed behind them. They looked at the other before pressing their lips into a firm line. Then, they shuffled down the roof.

On the other hand, Violet was left in silence. She stared at the window they left out of and shook her head. Her eyes lightened slightly and her mouth fell open.

“That’s sad..” A voice said, their tone mocking.

The crippled female jolted yet again, honestly, could her senses just relax for a second?! When she looked from where the voice came from, a male with dark blue navy hair, darker then Ace’s stood there.

He had dark golden eyes and his figure was slightly blurry. But he seemed to be wearing a simple suit but with a plain white button up underneath and a loose tie. There was also specks of red covering it.

“Wha..” She gasped airly, not another one!!

He simply sighed deeply and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Relaxxx’ kid, I’m not gonna’ hurt you.” He breathed out.

She stared at him before reeling back. It clicked. She knew who this was. It utterly disgusted her.

“Oreian.” She mummbled.

His face lit up at that and when Violet blinked, he hovered upside down above her. When she ment hover, she ment almost flying.

“The one and only, and y’know, your sister’s fiance. Anywayssss..you’ve been having halluications recently, right?” He cheerfully said before asking.

The air around him was absoutetly freezing like touching a ghost. He snickered when she slightly shivered.

“No need to worry, I’m a..techincal halliucation?? More like a ghost really..but I am actually here and talking sooo..’” He vaguely explained.

She only paled and slightly hit her injured foot, grunting in pain. This directed the male’s attention to it. He hovered closer to it and grabbed it.

“Ack-!” She yelped when the warmness from the clothed foot was zapped out of it.

He squinted at it before letting go of it and leaning closer to her face.

“Oh, that’s right. Your crippled now, right?” He blandly asked before blinking away again.

He floated behind her and messed with her yellow hair a little. It was werid to feel basically air, flowing in between the strands.

“Get off me!” She spat before roughly pulling her head away.

She assumed she couldn’t touch him, at least not physically. She reached to pinch herself, believeing that she was asleep again. Only to feel the sting of her fingers and Oreain raising a eyebrow at her.

“I don’t know if I should be offended or not that you thought you were sleeping.” He said.

She looked away for a second but this time, he didn’t move. He blinked a few times before smiling widely.

“Anywaysss’ why did you brush off your girlfriend like that-!” He started but was cut off.

“Non-binary, they/them.” She grumbled.

He opened his mouth a little in surprise before nodding.

“Righttt’ sorry, let me reprahse, why were you so rude to your partner?” He asked again.

The long haired girl still scowled at him, this time with her arms crossed.

“I don’t like them. And..I wasn’t in the right state of mind.” She adimitted.

The male only guaffed and leaned his head back. A smile that showed off his sharp cainines showed across his face.

“I’ll say! You practically stabbed the pour things heart out! I mean that in a reotrochaical sense, mind you.” He snickered.

“Enough. Where’s Ace?” She glared at him.

He made a sound, simaliar to a wince sound. He looked away before smiling nervously.

“Oh, she’s at home, well our home. She’s probably sleeping right now.” He tried to answer.

The younger wasn’t falling for it though and tried yanking him by his tie but yelped when her body tilted forward as her hands went straight through him. She tried to stabblize herself but the blue-nette laughed geniuley before helping her. He grabbed her shoulders and sat her up before she could hurtself.

“I thought you knew that wouldn’t work-Ahaha!-your funny, kid.” He laughed.

Her right eye twitched and he smiled with his closed before moving away.

“I’m not a kid, I’m 22.” She hissed.

He pretended to make a surprised expression but it just came off more mocking then anything.

“Oh, you’ve gotten so old. Last time I saw you..you were a teenager, right?” He patronized.

She scowled harder and stared dagers into his eyes. She hated this guy, she really did.

“Cut it out. What do you want?” She snapped.

The male only smiled and blinked to one side of her room. She had her bookcase on that side and he obeserved it with mild intrest.

“Oh, your studying medicine now? How fiting!” He approved.

She finally had enough and went to stand up. She leaned to the side and set her crutches into place as she smoothly fell into the ground with one of her feet standing on the ground.

Oreain eyed her with mild intrest and she leaned aganist the right crutch.

“I’m serious! What do you want?!” She agressivly asked.

In the male’s defense, he couldn’t really take a short blonde who could barely stablize herself on crutches seriously.

“Just to help you with your little situation you have going on!~” He answered, boredly picking a book out of the shelf and flipping through it.

She looked at him with a lopsided expression.

“What do you mean, ‘problem’?? I’m perfectly fine to do this by myself.” She inquired with a hostile tone.

He only looked at her with a skeptical expression before cracking his neck slightly. Then, he appeared from behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders.

“Ah dear, how do I say this?? Your a little..controdictory in your methods!” He said.

Violet merly looked him confused. She ment, sure maybe sometimes she was nervous around Iris, and mean. But what was she suposed to do?!

“Well sorry! You try being in my place with barely any outside contact!” She hissed.

He merly laughed slightly before twirling a piece of her hair around his finger.

“Oh, Violet I was in your position! Now, I would be willing to make it easier for you!~” He answered before offering.

She erked and scrunched up her face in distaste. Her blue eyes stared him down in disgust.

“This whole stick’ may have payed off on Ace but not me buddy.” She snapped again.

He simply hummed before pulling away again. He seemed awfully touchy for a dead person. Also, he was never this comfortable with her when they first met.

He crossed his arms behind his back and smiled.

“But wouldn’t it be useful to have someone who can bend someone’s will to theirs? I mean, you need to be more blunt around them, sweetheart!” He honestly said.

She made a disgruntled noise at the nickname and glanced away. She hated this, as much as she made it obvious she knew he was mainuplating her. He just kept at it.

“Aren’t you going to get tired of this?? I said no, Oreain. So get out of here.” She coldly spoke.

The male grunted, his happy expression faltering slightly. She squinted at him and he leaned forward with a scowl of his own.

“You will say yes, eventually, Violet.” He sneered.

The next morning, Violet was actually outside. Surpringly enough, she had ordered a walking boot more tough then the normal ones to help her.

She could still walk on it, even better now. But she still got some stares when she winced now and then and tried to lean weight off of it while standing in line.

Currently, she was in a cafe’, she had ordered a vanilla lattee with alot of creamer. That’s just how she took it. She also took a bite of out the muffin she got.

It was warm and flaky, but tasted like sweet blueberries so she didn’t mind that much. She sighed and flipped a page of the book she was reading.

For the past hour, she has felt someone staring at her. But everytime she glanced up she only caught them glancing away. It was a mother with her child who were standing at another table.

The poor little girl looked like was lost and just following along with the mother. While the said one ok the other hand was on her phone and kept shooting Violet looks.

“Mama’ that girl has a huge boot on her foot! What’s wrong with her??” She asked.

The crippled girl almost spit out her drink at the question. You usually didn’t ask people what was wrong with them if they had a disablity.

“I don’t know darling.” She simply answered before going back on her phone.

The little girl still stared at her before finally loosing intrest. She stared out the window, snow.

A few other people inside the cafe’ seemed to look up and notice it aswell. The white flurries fell from the sky and landed gently on the ground.

“Hey there, stranger.” A familar voice called and she looked up, becoming extremely flustered when she saw who it was.

“I..Iris!!” She stiffened and stummbled out.

They simply laughed at her heartily, almost doubling over. An embrassed scowl quickly covered that previous expression.

“Ugh, don’t laugh!!” She complained.

They snickered a little before taking the seat across from Violet and smiling. She noticed that they had a coffee of their own and a scone.

“Why are you here?” She asked.

She didn’t mean for it to come off as brash as it did. But it still did. She winced a little at the tone but Iris immeditally answered.

“Do you not want me to be here?” They asked back, resting their hand on their cheek.

Violet bit her lip and looked away. They obviously knew the answer and it was honestly a bit unestting that they were conviently here.

“No..I mean no as in I don’t mind you being here..” She mummbled.

They grinned and took a bite out of their scone, when they opened their mouth, the shorter got a look at their teeth. Espically their canines were surprisngly sharp, how did she not notice that earlier??

“Soooo..I was wondering if you were up to go to the carinval next week with me!” They provided.

It really wasn’t a question, but still the blonde was taken aback. Did they seriously just brush off what happened last night??

“The carnival?? What carnival??” She asked.

The white and green-nette blinked a few times in shock.

“You seriously don’t know what I’m talking about?!” They asked, almost skeptic.

She simply nodded and flinched when she was suddenly shaken back and forth roughly.

“Jesus, I forgot how out of touch you were! C’mon, the christmas carnival! It’s basically where they have hot coco, shops, lights and everything christmas up!” They shook her back and forth.

The blonde groaned and they finally let her go. The former flushed slightly at the stares being tossed their way.

“God, did you really have to make a sene?! Anyways, fine. I’ll go with you, it sounds fun.” She agressivly asked before mummbling.

The other immeditally lit up at this and practically had stars around them.

“Really?! Great!~” They exictedly asked before singing.

Violet raised an eyebrow but brushed it off a little. When she glanced out the window again, she saw the snow coming down more heavily.

“Do you like snow, V’?” The white and green eyed person asked.

She glanced at them for a second before making a comtemplative expression.

“I supose, fall is my favorite season though.” She answered.

They nodded and smiled.

“Yeah, fall’s nice. But springs my favorite!~” They sighed, drinking some of their coffee.

The long haired girl blinked, it kind of made sense. They seemed like the type of person who liked warm weather.

“Oh, your studying??” Iris noticed the book the girl had shut closed by now.

The blue eyed girl was about to answer but she felt air coil around her neck. Her eyes widened slightly and she looked down to see black sleeves arms wrapped around her.

“Hi!~ Bad timing?~” Oreain sang near her ear.

Her expression changed to slightly panicked, her mouth falling and paling. Not to mention the shaky cold sweat running off her body. Was it her or was the room spinning?

“Hey, pretty girl, are you okay??” The person sitting across from her asked, worried.

The male spector looked up and grinned. Meanwhile, Violet was having the opposite reaction.

“Oh, it’s them!! Is this a little date you two are on?!~” He eagerly asked.

She breathed in and out a few times, closing her eyes before clearing her throat.

“Yeah sorry, I just thought about something.” She tried to smile in reassurance.

They squinted at her before shaking their head.

“Could you BE anymore obvious, dear? I mean..yikes..” The male who still had his arm wrapped around her shoulders mockingly asked.

She looked back down at the book that she had closed and bit her lip.

“Well., I better get going! My girlfriend and I have yet another date today!” Iris said, sitting up while finishing off their coffee and stuffing the scone in their mouth.

The navy haired male made a ‘tsk’ sound and held his hand out, moving infront of Violet.

“Want me to help you? I mean, abadoning you for their girlfriend? Yikes!” He offered.

The girl stared at his hand for a little longer before rapping her fingers along the table. She bit her lip harder and glanced away. Her heart beated in her ears faster and she sighed.

“I…Yes..” She accepted.

The male lit up and immeditally came closer. He reached a now slightly faded hand out and grabbed her cheek. Her breath caught in her throat as her body suddenly dropped to freezing degress and it seemed inhanced.

“Wow, it’s been forever since I’ve possesed somebody!” Oreain spoke in a echoey voice inside of her own head.

Violet looked down at her hands and noticed the golden ring that was now on their right index finger. It shimmered slightly when she oddly tilted it.

“V’? Your spacing out again.” The taller was closer and dangerously close to her ear.

Only, they weren’t. Their voice just sounded closer then it actually was. They still stood across from her and tilted their head.

“Ah, so sorry..I forget, have I met your parents yet?” She apologized before inquiring.

It took her back, those weren’t the words she wanted to say. And her voice sounded mainly like her own but it had undertones of Oreain’s influence.

Speaking of, they stared at her for a minute, probably stunned. They shook their head and looked away, grinning a little.

“Ah no, well none besides my mom. Why do ask?” They answered before leaning forward a little in curiousty.

In her..well mind, the shorter was flipping out!! I mean, what the hell was going on?! This was way too confusing and moving way too fast for her!

“Would it be okay if I came over to your house to meet them? For like dinner or something?” She inquired.

The mixmatched person seemed to choke on their own air, doubling over. A small grin overtoke her lips before fading back into a normal grin.

“Woah!! Did you completly go insane or something?! I mean, the Violet I know would never have the balls’ to ask something like that!” They stared at her with shaky eyes while still being double over.

Meanwhile, the golden eyed males voice made sort of a wince/ groan sound in her head.

“Ouch, yikes!” He hissed in mock pity.

In reality, those words did dig under her skin. Was that seriously what Iris thought of her?? A coward?? A paethetic shy person who backed away when being flirted with?!

“Seriously? Well then sorry for asking.” She spat out verbally.

Now the male was the one startled, on the outside Violet’s expression to change that.

“What are you doing?! Are you trying to make it worse?!” He botheringly asked inside of her head.

Now Iris’s expression changed into one of confusion. They furrowed their eyebrows and pressed their lips into a grimnace.

“Huh?? Oh no, don’t take that in a wrong way! I’m happy your being more bold with me!” They made a sound of confusion before lighting up and apologizing.

The yellow-nette eyes went wide as she processed this information. Were they serious??!

“Uh huh, and you thought they didn’t.” The cocky male voice inside her head sighed.

She was still in state of shock. It was surprisng to see them defending theirself. Usually they would just laugh it off or be more aggresive.

“Oh, really? Okay then, noted.” She rytorchacially asked.

They chuckled and stood up striaght, cracking their back in the process. Their eyes seemed to glimmer with a odd sense of merith.

“Anyways, if you wanna’ meet the rest of them sometime that’s no problem with me. But you know how they are, but again, it’s all you sooo..’!” They answered before trailing off.

A beat of silence covered the two before a ringtone went off. Iris flinched slightly and opened her phone and took the call.

“Darling, so sorry! I’m on my way right now! Yep..Uh huh, yeah…love you..bye..” They leaned to the side and spoke.

The annoyed feeling filled Violet’s chest again. This girlfriend of theirs was way too clingy, wasn’t she??

“Ugh, who even is this girlfriend?!” Oreain’s scoffing, annoyed tone voiced her thoughts exactly in her head.

“Never met her.” She simply mummbled back with her thoughts.

Iris sighed and closed her phone before sparing one last glance at the other. It was noticed by her how their apperance obviously turned more ragged.

“Well, I’d best be off now. Text me later, lovely.” They smiled tiredly at the end of the setence before making their way out of the cafe’.

All of a sudden, her body gained it’s heat back and she shivered as the blood flow in her body was pulsing. Oreain looked at her, sitting ontop of the cafe’ table with his feet kicking back and forth.

“Well? What do you think? Did I totally save you or did I totally save you??” He questioned, a cocky smile on his face.

The girl stood in silence for a few seconds before flushing slightly. She covered half of her face as a slight giddy small came over her face. The male only raised an eyebrow.

“Thank you..thank you so much..” She breathed out, practically squealing with excitement.

Oreain only leaned over the table slightly, near her. He grabbed her left wrist and moved her hand away from her face. Her cheeks were covered in a dark red.

“Ah, your pretty cute when your blushing.” He adimired.

This snapped the lovesick girl out of it. She glanced at him before shaking her wrist slightly, making him let go. People around her were off in there own worlds, either reading or on their phones.

“I have to go..I have a physical therapy apointment..” She half-heartly mummbled.

He blinked before blinking to her right side, observing as she picked up her tote bag and book along with her coffee. She pushed in her chair and threw out her empty cup of coffee.

“Huh..” He whispered in intrest before blinking away.

Iris sighed as they took another hit from their girlfriends vape. The hazel eyed girl was currently sitting behind them, her legs wrapped around their neck and shoulders.

“Hey babe, my friends are gonna’ come over and crash for a little, you okay with that??” She asked.

The former grunted and tilted their head a little back, their hair now hitting the others stomach.

“Huh…? Oh, oh..yeah..that’s cool..” They slowly replied.

The other snickered slightly and leaned down to kiss their forehead.

“Your so cute when your disorenated.!~” She sang before leaning back.

Iris scrunched up their face before taking another hit. Honestly, an odd choice of words. Maybe they would’ve sent that to Violet, though.

They took another hit of the vanilla flavored lung killer. They blinked a couple times, almost choking when the sound of someone knocking on the apartment door was heard.

“Ah that must be them! I’ll go get the door!” Mel’ quickly excused herself.

They groaned when she shifted off of the bed, the warmness she provided leaving quickly. They tilted their head back to normal and slumped forward with a frown.

“Hey guys, my partner is actually here right now. Their crashing in the other room.” They heard her speak.

Iris boredly rubbed one of their eyes before standing up. Their whole body ached, how annoying. They cracked their back and knuckles before walking into the living room.

From what they could make out, four other people were there. Two males and two other people. The long haired girl smiled and moved over to the hunched over figure.

“Speaking of, here they are! This is Iris, everyone!~” She introduced with a big smile.

The rest of them blinked at the same time, comical. The first one to speak up was a girl with purpleish with pink undertoned hair. It was rather short and messy.

She also had dark brown eyes and multiple pirecings.

“What’s up? You look wrecked.” She questioned before sarcasticallly saying.

The person beside her turned her back and snickered. While Mel’ frowned and Iris tilted their neck to crack it.

“Yeah? Sorry I’m kinda’ high right now..and you took my girlfriend away from me while we were comfortable.” They sarcastically answered.

Their girlfriend pinched the bridge of her nose before shaking it.

“Guys please, leave them alone. Just introduce yourselves.” She hissed before running a hand through her hair.

The pink and purple haired person sighed before crossing their arms over their chest. An unimpressed look sat on their face.

“Misa, Misa berken.” They answered.

Iris simply nodded before glancing at the person beside them. She had simliar colored hair, maybe a little lighter and longer.

“The name’s Mika, last names aren’t imporant!~” She answered aswell.

It was strange, they had twin sounding names but they didn’t seem like siblings.

“Are you two related??” They questioned, not exactly curious.

The two of them looked each other before the other burst out in laughter. Misa had a small grin on her face as she snickered slightly but that was it.

“Yep, cousins actually.” She spoke.

The short haired person made a sound of recongition before looking towards the two males. One had messy blonde hair, oddly remiscent of Violet’s. And it was tied into a high bun. It looked actually thin, like it was almost wet.

“My name’s vicent.” He introduced, a cute smile on his face.

They noticed he had pink eyebags under his eyes. Pretty cute, if you asked them.

“Move it, pretty boy!” The other male nudged him and scowled.

This one had brunette hair and dark green eyes. But part of his bangs were died red and he had cool glasses on. He was also the tallest in the room.

“I’m prettier then Vicen’ right new person??” He leaned towards Iris a little.

Misa faceplamed while Mika sighed heavily. The male startled at this and turned towards them before back towards the other.

“What? Did I miss something?!” He asked before glancing at Mel’.

“This is my partner.” She simply said.

He immedtially reeled back before nervously smiling.

“Oh!..sorry, my name’s Seoul..pleasedon’thateme..” He apologized before rushing the end.

They blinked a few times, rubbing underneath their eyeball. Then, they turned to face equally infront of the rest of them.

“Right..my name’s Iris Redbrook..ugh..sorry I’m really tired.” They said before groaning.

The shorter girl smiled and supported them slightly as she lead them to the coach. Their body slumped and they closed their eyes. They could feel eyes on them but they didn’t feel like staring back.

“Soooooo..’ Mel, you really like them?” Mika questioned.

The long haired girl made a confused face. Well, obviously?? She wouldn’t be dating them if she didn’t.

“Yeah?? Obviously..” She answered.

They shot the sleeping person a look before making a face and shrugging. She looked around a little more and saw Vicent also giving her a look.

“Okay guys, why are you giving me that look?” She annoying asked.

Her eye twitched slightly and he smiled a little.

“It’s really not something too bad but uh..they didn’t seem too into you from what we sensed..” He honestly said.

Mel’ narrowed her eyes at him and scowled slightly. Who cared what they thought??! Iris did care about her. They just weren’t overly clingy.

“They DO love ME, you two. They just don’t cling onto my every breath like you DO.” She spat.

The pair recoiled and cringed, glancing at each other.

“Just go, okay? If your gonna’ judge my fucking partner then go.” She placed a hand on her hip and dug her fingers into her skin.

Now everyone looked at her like she was losing it, which made her eye twitch. She made a motion for them to exit and everyone hesiatently stood up.

“Go.” She hissed when they didn’t make a move towards the door.

They all frowned before shuffling towards the door. Misa was the first to turn their back and open the door, the expression on their face unclear.

Mel’ sighed heavily and slumped down on the couch when all of them left. How annoying. Don’t get her wrong, she liked her friends. But they were overly protective.

She glanced over at Iris’s sleeping figure. They had a relaxed and peaceful look to them. The black and brownish freckles littered across their face like stars.

She leaned closer and gently tapped their cheek with the tip of her finger. Cold. It was still soft but oddly cold. She frowned slightly and adjusted her posture so she was aganist their chest.

She pulled the soft blanket that was laying on the ground off of the ground. She shuffled a little to place the blanket over both of them and she grinned at the new warmth.

The hazel eyed girl sighed softly before closing her eyes.

Violet groaned as she looked around again, was she seriously asleep again?! Had she fallen asleep on the train ride home or something?! Her hands moved, and a trail of motion blur followed behind.

“Great.” She hissed, sarcastically.

She atleast expected to end up back in the area she was last time but no. She was on a beach, the oddly colored red moon dipping but still hangin high in the air. The ocean water seemed to also glimmer a slight red.

“Violet, your back already!” Ace’s voice called out to her.

Don’t get her wrong, she enjoyed seeing Ace again. Even if it was werid that she was selfaware this was a dream.

“Hey, Ace. Where are we?” She glanced at her before raising an eyebrow towards the whole beach.

She also noticed the change in attire. Her sister had a white, or extremely light blue sundress on. There was a yellow and white flower tucked behind her ear and the camera still hugged her neck.

“Isn’t it obvious?? The beach of course!” She scoffed.

The blonde blinked as the waves came closer, touching her feet. The sand softened underneath it aswell.

“Don’t you remeber?? We went to the beach once..when you were pretty young..” Ace questioned.

The blue eyed girl tried to think, to remeber it, she couldn’t. Her eyes clouded over and she looked at the older.

“You don’t..do you..?” She asked.

It seemed as if a power seized her throat. She grimnaced and looked down.

“Ace..what is this?? Why do you keep doing this?” She weakely asked.

She was tired, fatigued. Oreain also didn’t help, plauging her mind with thoughts about Iris. It was like the only thing she lived for at this point.

“I’m..not sure..you don’t seem as happy..” The blue haired girl answered honestly.

The younger girl came a little closer, but not close enough.

“I’m just tired..so tired..I don’t even know why I can walk properly in these dreams. Everytime I wake up to relize I can’t I just..” She lamented.

Ace frowned before trying to smile.

“Why do you hate yourself so much? Be honest.” She bluntly asked.

Why did she hate herself? A fair question. She could go on and on about how useless she was. But in all honesty, why did she??

There were plenty of other people who were crippled who didn’t hate themselves. So why did she only feel worthless? Why couldn’t she walk and hug Iris like a normal person?!

“Ah..I get it..” Violet didn’t have to answer, Ace already figured it out.

Intense self-loathing.

“Your overlooked, yeah?? You hate it when people baby you, yes?? Understandab-!” The taller girl started but was cut off.

“No. You don’t understand.”

The slightly taller girl frowned and moved a little back. The yellow-nette’s eyes were slanted, she didn’t look pleased at all.

“How could you?! You have no idea what I’ve been through. No,..you left too early to even understand what’s happened..” She placed a hand in her hair so it slightly shadowed over her right eye.

“What are you talking about, Violet?? Please..” Ace furrowed her eyebrows.

“Do you know that I’m crippled? Did you somehow figure that out?” She harshly asked.

The caramel eyed girl blinked a couple times. No, she didn’t. Violet forced out a harsh laugh.

“No? Of course you don’t.” She added on.

“I’m crippled now, I can barely go outside. And when I do, people look at me like I’m weak! I’m not weak, I’m not weak, I..I’m not weak..I can handle myself..” She repeated.

She glanced at the older sister with slightly pleading eyes.

“I’m not weak..am I, Ace?” She mummbled.

The girl in the sundress came closer and hugged Violet. The slight breeze of the ocean blew harder and whipped their air back and forth. Blonde and blue mixed together.

“I love you..I love you..I love you and miss you so much..it hurts.!” The younger strongly clentched onto the other like she was scared to let go.

The moon’s red glow seemed to infesify as Violet broke down. Her awfully fatigued and weak body crumpling, she was weak. She couldn’t do anything.

“I feel like I’m going insane..I’m not insane..am I..?” She tiredly looked up at her big sister.

She was looking away, biting her lip. Her eyes focused back on the former’s figure and she seemed more concerned. There was nothing she could do, nothing outside of these dreams atleast.

“No, your not insane, V’. Your fine, here, with me.” She assured.

The former didn’t look back at her as she merly tightened her hold. Practically choking her.

In particular, a large wave hovered above the two of them. It crashed down onto the two of them, pulling them in the water. While Ace manged to stay on her feet, the shorter went under.

The salty ocean water uncomfortably made her shut her eyes. Everything stung, everything was cold and wet. She held the remander of the air she had left and tried to back.

Everything seemed muffled to her ears, just the constant bridage of smaller tides. Dying in a dream wasn’t a new exprince, it was just annoying.

And uncomfortable. Some of the unwelcomed water slipped into her mouth and her throat squeezed. She shook her head but the aderline was running out.

Her throat still begged for her to keep fighting but the rest of her body went numb. She couldn’t feel anything but her blurry hands. She could feel her mind grow foggy as her lungs filled up with water.

She simply accepted the fate and relaxed the rest of her body.

She confusingly felt the area around her change. She was in the middle of a forest. What exactly was going on??

Wasn’t she suposed to be awake by now?!

Her breathing sped up a little but she looked around shakily. No sign of Ace, were those dogs barking?-no, no one else, aren’t these trees rather tall??-okay those are defnetily dogs!!

She whipped around and heard some unfamilar voices speaking.

“I don’t care! Just find her! Keep her away from my love at all costs!”

“Oreain..?” She whispered, squinting at the figures.

They were far away sure, but it sure as hell was. He looked taller, oddly enough. He had massive black eyebags and a dishelved yet charming apperance.

“But master-!” Another voice started but was cut off.

“Didn’t I say that I didn’t care? Ace’s paethetic sister is just another hinderence.” His voice dropped.

There was no dobut they were certaniley talking about Violet. She knew Oreain was a bad person, a bad influence on Ace.

“Wait a second..” He paused, slowly turning in the direction of her.

Violet’s eyes widened as his eyes landed on her. His own pair of eyes widened and he mouthed something.

“What are you doing here?”

She took this as a sign to run off in the opposite direction. The trees blurred past her and the barking got louder. But the odd thing was that she couldn’t see any dogs.

She halted when she saw just plain white. The forest atmopshere dissapered and it just turned plain white. When she turned back around, the rest of the forest plainly dissapered.

“What do you think your doing?” She flinched when she heard him ask.

She turned towards him, oddly enough, he looked human. He wasn’t transparent at all and he wasn’t blinking from one place to another.

“What…?” She took a few steps back.

“Are you stupid-actually no, I know you are. Let me reprahse, are you moronic?!” He started but changed his wording.

The girl’s eye twitched and she glared down at him.

“This is a dream, what the actual fuck was that? The part where you called me a hiderence?!” She bitterly inquried.

The male only blinked before a crooked smile overcame his face. Then..

“Ha…Ahahah..AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA-PLEASE-HAHAHA!!” He burst out in delousional laughter.

The laughter would’ve been actually nice to listen to, according to Ace. Who knows, this was her crazy ass husband?

“Oh..oh your so much like your sister..it’s paethetic really!~” He caught his breath before smiling at her, joy in his eyes.

“Keep your delousions away from me. Let me wake up.” She spat, taking another step back.

He only blinked and came a little closer.

“Oh? Whose to say that this isn’t a dream? Think about it, V’.” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Her gaze narrowed even further and she now came closer. This seemed to surprise the male, but not in a bad way.

“Don’t you fuck with me, creep. I still don’t understand your motives and it pisses me off. It pisses me the FUCK off.” She leaned forward, but ducking slightly so she wasn’t in his face fully.

He made a offened hissing sound and fluttered his eyelashes at her. Funnily enough, she wanted to tear them off his fucking face.

“Creep?? Isn’t that a little too harsh?” He innocently asked.

Her eyes flickered to his eye and she yanked it. He grunted and stummbled down slightly, now at face level with her. Maybe even looking up some.

“Be honest with me, and give me a good reason why I shouldn’t slacp your sleazy ass right here and now.” Her voice seeped with venom.

The navy-nette only stared back at her but his smile was gone. She shook him slightly so he would respond.

“I can’t die. I hope you know that.” He blurted out.

Violet grumbled and pushed herself away violently. The male stummbled back to his feet but stablized himself.

“Do you seriously want to wake up? I don’t control this dream.” He asked weakely before adding on.

Her eyebrow twitched in confusion and she leaned forward.

“What do you mean you don’t control it? Then why are YOU here?!” She annoyingly asked.

He sighed and fixed his dishelved tie. His bony hands tied it properly and he looked at her.

“It means exactly that, Violet. I guess I got dragged in here with you. I was sort of mingling around so..” He shrugged.

The former shot him a look and pinched the bridge of her nose. She wasn’t in the mood for this.

“Look, if you aren’t in control of whatever this is, can you please fuck off?”

He planted a snarky grin on his face and leaned closer.

“You don’t like my company?” He asked.

She made a face like he was insane while she moved back.

“Absoutetly not!” She firmly answered.

The male’s laughter rang in her ears as her hearing actually became muffled. It probably would’ve been more obxinous but she was waking up now.

The blonde grunted as she stummbled off of the subway. Her eyes were still half-litted and started to adjust. She quickly looked at the stop and sighed in relief when it was her right stop.

A few people looked at her but quickly looked away. She looked around before sighing and clutching her bag closer to her. Her mind wandered back to the dream she had just had as she started walking back to her apartment.

“So fucking annoying.” She hissed, eyebrow twitching.

The male refused to give her anything, anything. She itched to find someway to get rid of the growing mood of stress and anger in her. Should she just step into the rode and wait for someone to hit her?

She needed someone, something to take her anger out on. It couldn’t be a stranger, not this time. Her eyes darted around as she saw her building complex come into view.

She also slowed her pace as a familar figure faded into view.

“Iris..?” She mummbled.

Oh, it sure as hell was. And their cute little girlfriend was there too. Her expression only hardened, the girl had long brunette hair obviously, and annoyingly pretty eyes.

“Dear, is that your friend over there?” The said girl nudged Iris and pointed at Violet.

The taller jolted and looked up, grinning widely when their eyes landed on her. Meanwhile, the former was practically radiating anger but took a few deep breaths.

This was fine, she told herself. This was fine.

“V’, hey! Sorry for the short notice! I wanted to come by myself but my girlfriend here wouldn’t stop bugging me about it..” They sighed and shook their head.

‘Clingy fucking bitch.’

“It’s nice to meet you..oh..” The girl let go of them and went to hold her hand out but blinked when she noticed the cast on the others foot.

‘How rude.’

“Oh yikes, what happened to you?!” The hazel eyed girl shook her head and conceringly asked.

The slightly shorter girl stummbled back and raised an eyebrow.

“I’m crippled.” She bluntly answered.

The other girl immeditally reeled back and blinked. Then, she made a slight bow movement with a sweat-drop rolling down her cheek.

“Oh, I am so so sorry! Iris didn’t say anything so..” She quickly apologized, embrassed.

The mismatched shrugged slightly. The long haired girl pinched the bridge of her nose slightly before sighing.

“So what now??” She ratherly coodly asked.

The taller leaned forward slightly and titered back and forth. Enough, she wanted them dead. She wanted to wipe their stupid annoying ass grin off their face.

“Aren’t you going to let us in your house??” They sarcastically questioned.

The ocean eyed girls eye twitched multiple times.

“Sure, only you though.” She roughly grabbed them and stared at Mel’.

The girlfriend only shifted her gaze between the two, confused. Iris went to save the day by smiling and grabbing her hands.

“Lovely, I’ll be back soon enough. V’ isn’t comfortable showing her place to many people.” They comforted.

The girl only frowned harder but sighed. She flashed a smile towards Violet.

“It was nice meeting you, by the way..I’ll text you later, my love.” She said before kissing Iris’s cheek and walking away, giddy.

The two didn’t say anything as she dragged them to the level her apartment was on. She immpaintely tapped her foot as she unlocked the door and practically shoved Iris inside.

They stummbled before clumsly turning around.

“Woah, getting a little handsy there, aren’t you??” They asked.

The other didn’t find this amusing as they put their satchel down and shoved them towards the bedroom. They snickered, a faint blush covering their face.

“No seriously, what’s the matter? Are you jealous or somethin’?!” They shook their head, still not fighting aganist the shorters pushing.

The other hovered above them as she pushed them on the bed fully. Her eyes darkened and almost flickered red for a second. The taller’s smile dropped slightly and they leaned back.

“Violet?? Come on..” They mummbled.

In reality, they didn’t mind the change in demenor. But it just seemed something that SHE wouldn’t do. She would’ve said something by now.

“Did you actually get possesd or something-!” They opened their mouth again but she roughly pressed her hand aganist their mouth.

They caught a glance of her finger, the matching ring she always had on it was missing.

“Shut the fuck up.” She spat before leaning over them and mummbling when she grabbed a piece of fabric.

It looked to be part of a tie, but they couldn’t tell. She quickly tied aganist their wrists, kind of scaring them. She finished by giving it a hard tug before pulling away.

“Violet look, non-con bonadge? It would’ve been hotter if you had just asked.” They sarcastically grummbled.

“God, how does she love you so much?! Do you ever just shut up?!” Her voice distroted as she wrapped a hand around near their throat.

The other winced under her touch but didn’t say anything. They looked up into her eyes and saw how dark they were.

She completly moved off of the bed and exited the room. They blinked a few more times before tugging on the fabric. They grunted before manging to get the knot in their mouth.

They manged to get it loose and tug on it again. It came undone and they grunted again and slumped forward.

They held their breath slightly as they heard Violet rumming in the kitchen. She was oddly attactive, even with the boot on her foot. Iris tried to be quiet as they exited the room and peaked down towards the kitchen.

It looked like she was loading a gun up with something. But it didn’t look like a regular gun, it was see through and had a small insert. Speaking of the insert, they fetched something from the table, a small bottle.

She seemed to hisatate, like she was having a battle with herself. They furrowed their eyebrows, they were confused. Why was she acting so werid??

“I don’t want to hurt them..I don’t..” She repeated, looking up and fourtanetly, not towards Iris.

It was like she was looking at a figure far away. Her eyes had lightened a little bit before darkening again.

“You really think the feeling will go away if I do this?” She inquired to no one, at least from their point of view.

The girl bit her lip harshly as she glanced towards the floating figure. In her right hand was a small vial of Arsenic. Exteremely posinous.

“Of course it will. Plus, it’s a fast acting posion.” He reassured, a calm smile on his face.

It was odd, he almost seemed happy about this. She stared at the vial a little more before inserting it.

“There you go!~ Now time to go find them!~” He encourged, a chilling flow of wind passing through her when he blinked infront of her.

He tilted his head up and glanced towards the stairwell, narrowing his eyes as a motion blur passed.

“Come on.” He bluntly said, moving Violet along.

Funnily enough, when he was distracted, he didn’t notice that she stashed another vial of aresenic in her pocket.

Iris slumped aganist the bedframe, their mind running wild. Posion, murder?? Did Violet seriously like them that much and they were just igorant??

Of course, they knew they liked each other. But why did it irrate them that they were going to die without confessing? She could at least pour her heart out to them before doing the deed!!

They scowled but jumped slightly Violet entered the room. Her face was blank, her eyes cold and lips pressed into a scowl like grimnace.

“You got out of the restraints..” She immeditally noticed.

They manged to hold steady eye contact and nod.

“Your underestiamating me, Evergarden. Are you a complete obessive freak about me? Answer me, I won’t judge!” They bluntly said before placing a innocent smile on their face.

The shorter’s expression changed into unsteadiness before tightening her hold on the gun. It wasn’t pointed at them yet, thank the gods.

“Your the freak here, if your smiling when knowing your about to die.” She coldly responded.

They simply leaned closer and she scowled.

“Your totally obessed with me, aren’t you?? That’s okay, I feel the same way!” They asked before answering.

The long haired girl was about to respond but paused. They felt the same way? As in, they liked her? Loved her??

“What..?” She mummbled.

They grinned, but it was less sane then last time. It looked like they were about to go on a full rant.

“I love you, wasn’t obvious?! I love you so much that I wouldn’t mind if you killed me! I wouldn’t mind it all, if it would make you more happy! I love you so much I love you God I can’t-!” They rambled before leaning extremely fast and close towards her.

She flinched and her eyes shrunk when they grabbed her face and connected their lips. Wasn’t she suposed to feel happy?! But there was now a pit in her stomach.

“Oh yikes..” She heard Oreain’s familar voice whisper in her ear.

Iris dug their fingernails into her skin and she was convinced she was suffocating at the vigor that they were kissing her with. She manged to forceably pull away.

She shakily looked at them while their face was bathed in a red color. They were insane, completly insane! Sure, Violet might have been too, but they were demented!!

“You love me! Say it, c’mon! Please say it..” They begged, the crooked grin on their face only widening.

She looked down at the posinous gun she was holding and her hands were shaking. Nothing made sense. Where was Oreain when you needed him??

“You don’t love them.” Speak of the devil.

He stood by her with an impressed expression on his face. He looked almost amused.

“What..?” She whispered.

He huffed and blinked closer to her, on her right side. He grabbed her hand and flashed the gun she was holding, and her shaken hands.

“If you loved them, why are you reacting like this? Don’t you want this?” He questioned.

He didn’t have a smile on his face anymore. In fact, he looked geniuley bored.

“No..I didn’t think..” She started.

When she glanced at Iris, they weren’t saying anything. But if they were, she couldn’t hear them.

“You confused suffocation and protectiveness for love. That’s what this is. You don’t want to love or be with them. You just want them to be yours, as your best friend.” He clarrifed.

Her eyes darted back towards the gun, which he caredully pushed closer to her.

“If you want this new feeling to go away, you should just do it.” He encourged, the regular smile coming back onto his face.

Violet’s hearing slowly came back into frame and she could hear Iris now, clearly.

“Please..just say it..” They were still begging?

How weak.

How paethetic.

She narrowed her eyes and raised the gun. The short haired person blinked a couple times before frowning.

“No, no, no!! Wa..Wait before you do it, just confess! Please!” They desperately said.

They knew she was going to do it. And they knew she wouldn’t confess. So why were they still trying?!

“God, V’! Just fucking DO IT.” The specteral male complained in the corner of her vision.

She tightened her hold in the weapon even further, her knuckles turning white. Iris’s eyes shifted back and forth.

“Please..” They whispered.

Violet fired.

“Guh!-!” The needle hit them with a disgusting tacky sound, right in the eye.

She saw Oreain wince in her vison but didn’t say anything. The posion barely even acted before they collapsed. Blood from the now pulsting eye dyed the sheets.

“Yikes, must’ve misfired or something.” He hissed.

The taller’s body was twitching slightly at this point, but it was clear they were dead. Violet winced and clutched her chest when a wrenching feeling was heard there.

The male shot her a look and she tightened her hold.

“Why does it hurt so much?! Why isn’t the feeling gone??” She frantically asked, panting.

The golden eyed male whistled and looked away. His work was done here. No more distractions. No more obstacles.

“See ya’, kid.” He smiled before dissapering.

She whipped towards him only to see nothing. She could litterally feel her heart throbbing. She couldn’t..she couldn’t breath…

Her extremely shaky left hand dug through her pocket and found the vial of aresnic. She tried to calm her breathing as she inserted the vial quickly enough.

She felt like crying but nothing was coming out. She winced and find a comofortable area to press it at. It aimed right above her chest, straight to the heart.

Her head throbbed, her foot throbbed and almost gave under her. At least no one would miss her, not now. She breathed in and out, closing her eyes.

She pulled the trigger.

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(WOOO BABY *vigrously cracks neck and knuckles)