#they come up with rules every other day just so that they can belittle us instead of politely saying what we did wrong 😭😭😭

[trossibop]

hello so daily complaint about the religious sisters owning the student residence who are condescending and mean for no reason at all which makes the whole place unbearable to live in

[formosusiniquis]

There's something about the idea that every adult that spends more than ten minutes alone with Steve Harrington is instantly enamored with him 

The King Steve era house parties don't get broken up by the cops anymore. Steve is too far from his nearest neighbors for a noise complaint and the cops who would do it like Steve. They know they don't have to worry about any underage drinking and driving incidents after a Steve Harrington party because anyone who doesn't have a DD just crashes at the Harrington place, it's not like they have to worry about getting out of there before his parents get home.

His teachers can't help but let certain things slide. Excusing a middle school Steve's tardiness, the Harrington house is such a long bike ride away from the school and the bus route doesn't reach the grounds of Loch Nora. High School Steve's grades are average at best and his attention drifts, but his questions if poorly worded are insightful at heart and if you catch him away from the friends he tries too hard to keep he's polite and willing to spend time discussing his school work. By senior year they're excusing his tardiness again, they all know he has to swing by the middle school on his way over; and his forgetfulness too, two concussions in as many years it's a wonder he's not worse.

Joyce Byers, who by all accounts should hate this boy who fought her son and belittled her family, already has a snag in her armor thinking about a little boy who used to bike to Melvalds all alone for more milk and the sugar dusted cereal his mother didn't like him to have. Has her walls damaged by Jonathan coming home with a Christmas present they both know Nancy Wheeler even in her middle class glory couldn't afford. Has the adoption papers ready to be notarized when that same little boy, just a little bit bigger, offers to cart her Will around town since he knows she and Jon are busy and he has nothing better to do; really, and Will is the only one that ever says please or thank you.

Hopper, who largely left the everyday police work to the other officers, didn't interact with Steve much until the Upside Down business started. He's ready to add Harrington to the list of kids he'd die to protect the second the bloodstained boy cracks open a bleary eye from the Byers' sofa. Concussed and happy for it since it meant the youngest ones were safe.

Claudia Henderson has decided that the law has little to do with family. She's seen too many young men in the hospital grieving loved ones they can't see while parents who don't care make decisions for the dying. Steve Harrington is hers now has been since he did her Dusty's hair. The Sinclairs only let Erica roam the mall on her own on days they know Steve is working. They know no matter what Erica and Lucas promise the two of them aren't staying together. There's something rotten in Hawkins, and the kids don't whisper as quietly as they think they do. They know there's something they are missing, but they don't need to know everything to know they can trust the boy who put himself bodily in front of their child to protect him. Karen still occasionally mourns the loss of Steve as a son-in-law but the fact that he still drives Mike around even on his surliest days, she couldn't ask for more.

Wayne Munson lasted the longest. A product of night shifts and a powerful wariness around anyone whose tax bracket exceeds his by more than one jump. But he knows the kind of skittish that Steve is, remembers an eight year old boy with eyes he hadn't grown into who used to skitter away from a sharp tongue or raised hand just the same. Even then all it takes is sitting next to Steve on a rare night off, the game fuzzing in and out on the TV, listening to him softly explain the rules of it all to his boy relating it back to the ones of that dragon game Eddie likes so much and he's gone. Steve's a hard worker, a wage slave as much as Wayne these days, seems wrong to begrudge him just cause the house he's kept at is a little bigger than theirs. There are worse boys to have as future in-laws, even if he is a Cubs fan.

The only person who doesn't seem to get the memo is Richard Harrington. So rarely around his own son he isn't swept up in the charm. Richard and Stephanie Harrington make their way back to Hawkins, unannounced on a Tuesday. The sleepy morning hours are still lingering when they make their way into the house, through the foyer, and onto the kitchen; following the sounds of crooning oldies. Richard has long thought his son a disappointment, too lazy to get into college and too spoiled to leave home, catching him dancing around the kitchen like a fairy with some trailer trash punk is really the last straw. He lets the wife he wishes he didn't have make some asinine comment to this freak that's in his kitchen, and turns to the child he never wanted to say, "I want you out, I won't have a queer living under my roof."

Stephanie and that long haired bastard both rear back like they've been slapped. While Richard is forced to watch as the son he's neglected straightens up, every ounce the man every other adult on Hawkins has watched him become, look him in the eye and say, "It's not your house, it never was. Grandpa Otis left it to me. So if you've got a problem with me or my fucking boyfriend, you can get out of my house. Looks like you're already packed."

That empty house gets emptier as Richard, alone, takes the furniture he paid for and the clothes that lingered in the closet; but it's quickly filled with the hand-me-downs of everyone who has ever fallen for that Harrington charm. They're all too happy to help Steve fill what's his.

[night-raven-tattler]

A second opinion - Resorting the Night Raven College students into different dorms

Summary: Based on their personal headcanons and this post made by @thoselethalarts, Mx Tattly took it upon themselves to sort the NRC students into dorms different than their own - just for fun! She'd appreciate your feedback and opinions, as he is no Magic Mirror, so feel free to add your imput!

Characters: First year notable students (Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel, Ortho and Sebek)

Other parts of the series: Second year notable students, Third year notable students

Warnings: none

By opening the document, you agree to Mx Tattly's terms of source confidentiality.

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A good fit for Heartslabyul's strict environment would be Sebek!

He is a boy with a very strong code of conduct that he follows religiously. Sebek is very strict with himself and follows his personal rules and daily routine with no exception. He puts a lot of value in the importance of rules and authority figures to maintain peace and order, since it's the only thing he knows: as a hopefully royal guard to be, Sebek believes in his liege first and in himself second. And, as a guard, he is very protective.

Sebek believes his way of thinking is the correct one and has no shame in trying to instill his views on others. He considers that he is doing what's right for his liege and the world, and no one can convince him otherwise. He'd make a good card soldier, maybe a spade suit or a heart suit.

『••✎••』

Deuce would make a good candidate for Savanaclaw.

He has an ironclad willpower and determination in spades (pun intended), which are his main driving forces in life. He is determined to become a honor student and to right all the wrongs he's ever done, a resolution he clings to harder and harder with every day.

Deuce is gutsy, and when push comes to shoves he is ready to fight back. He has a strong sense of loyalty, and he is willing to do anything for the ones he considers part of his "gang". He is a dedicated friend and family member and believes in payback, especially when he has been wronged in some way.

『••✎••』

Another good candidate for the Savanaclaw student spot is Epel!

His initial wish to be sorted in Savanaclaw was not random. Epel has the (in)famous Savanaclaw willpower and determination. Epel knows what he wants -he wants to be a strong mage who can help Harveston thrive- and his pride for his community is unwavering. He knows how hard he needs to fight and he is willing to work himself to the bone when needed.

Epel also is somewhat of an idealist, and he has big dreams for himself. From being a great mage to someone his whole hometown will be proud of, Epel strives to be this amazing, reliable figure worth of respect and who doesn't deserve belittling. He won't back down from any fight, even if he has to throw the first punch, and he gets back up even after losing.

『••✎••』

Ace would fit well in Scarabia.

He is a clever and cunning boy, who knows when to be straightfoward and when to be sneaky. From facing his own housewarden to pretending to ask Leona a smart question in order to not be used a bait, Ace is intelligent and can read situations very well, skills he uses to his advantage. He is also not above playing roles and feigning innocence if the end goal appeals to him.

Ace is resourceful, playful and knows what to say in a moment of need, making him very adaptable to any situation. Despite still getting into trouble, he insists it is part of his calculated risk. He is good at math, but sometimes you gotta make sacrifices (re: get put on cleaning duty) for a good outcome (re: a nap at the back of the class).

『••✎••』

Pomefiore is a dorm whose values Jack would resonate with.

Jack is a boy who strives to improve himself in every area he can. Academics, sports, even with his hobbies, he always strives to become smarter, faster, wiser, better. Self improvement is his main driving force, and he loves knowing that he is improving, since he knows very well just how hard he is working to achieve his best self.

Generally speaking, Jack is very self aware and knows what his skills and strong points are. He is self assured, meticulous and last but not least, aware of his potential, which he cultivates every day without fail.

『••✎••』

Another good pick for Pomefiore would be Ortho!

Ortho is, above all else, very proud of his own skills and achievements. He is the only humanoid with the ability to learn and feel, that's quite an achievement! Yet he is not satisfied, as he knows technology (him included) will always have space for improvement. From making and maintaining his gears to joining clubs to extend his knowledge on human reactions, Ortho wants to become even better, and he is an unstoppable force.

Being a Shroud, Ortho comes with his own eccenticities, like calling everyone by their full names and considering using powerful lasers as a solution for most of his problems. Maybe it's because he's an android, but Ortho can get quite reckless and engage in risky behavior.

『••✎••』

[supercriminalbean]

Our princess.

Dave Rossi x NB!Reader x Aaron Hotchner.

Summary: Threesome smut. Their little princess keeps playing up so they have to teach them a lesson. (Reader uses they/them pronoun but AFAB)

Warnings: SMUT!! R18 only. minors do not read! Being tied up, toys involved, degrading, praising, chocking, sharing, anal. Use of princess for reader. Men on men action (They kiss and touch each other) (Let me know if I have missed anything)

A/N: This is hot, so hehe. I kinda rushed the aftercare part so Im sorry about that but yeah other wise enjoy my two fav men. Sorry for the delay work became crazy.

Update: change this from gender neutral reader to non binary reader as I feel like it just suits better. Reader is AFAB

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“Now princess, I’m going to need you to stay quiet, I have company coming over soon” Dave smirks down at you, looking at you all tied to his bed, spread eagle tie. Your favourite virbarter tied to your thigh, pressing against your clit, small whimpers slipping through your lips. 

“Dave please, I’m sorry” Pouting softly as you look up at him, your heart racing as his fingers tracing down your naked body. Suddenly a sharp slap is laid on your inner thigh, forcing your body to lunge upwards, pulling on your restraints. 

“That's not my name Princess” Dave snarls as he turns the vibrator on, glaring at you angrily “you’re already broken enough rules today, I'm sure you want to stop being a brat and be my good little kitten” 

“Y yes daddy” Small whimpers slipping throughout your words, your body stinging from the spanking he gave you earlier. 

“Aw maybe you do know how to behave” His laughter belittles you, his eyes racking over your body. “But I know better than that, you just wanted attention all day, to bad you don’t get any” 

Ding dong.

“Ah look my friend’s here, now you better stay quiet, I’ll check on you soon, and you are not allowed to come at all” Dave smirks at you, enjoying the view of you all tied up at his mercy. Grabbing the remote that's beside the bed, before leaning down and kissing you deeply.

“Colour?” He pulls away from your lips, studying you closely with concern. 

“Green Daddy” Smiling up at him, nervous and excitement running through your body. 

“That's my good kitten, now you know how to get out of here if it's too much?” 

“Yes Daddy, I just pull this rope here and I can then untie myself” Gripping onto the rope that will undo the knot. 

“Good” Dave smiles, feeling at ease now.

Ding dong.

“Looks like someone else is impatient” Dave chuckles a little, turning up your vibrator before walking out.

~~~

You're not sure how long you’ve been left alone, you’ve done your best to keep quite small whimpers and moans slipping out. You can’t help it, Dave has edged you at least four times, always turning the vibrator off just as you get close enough. The last time you got closer you couldn’t help the moans getting louder, pulling on the restraints as you try to get away from the vibrator pushed tightly on your clit. Ever since you let out the loudest moan, the vibrator has been turned off and that's when you realise you're in trouble.

The door finally starts to open, grinning with relief as you look up expecting to see Dave, instead fear and excitement runs through your body as your eyes land on your boss.

“A aaron” Your eyes widen as you stare up at him, pulling at your restraints hoping you could cover yourself up. 

“God Sweetheart, look at you” A dark smirk plays on his lips as his eyes run down your body, taking you all in. 

“What did you do for him to tie you up a little this huh?” Aaron walks into the room, leaving the door open as he walks towards you. 

“I uh.. Um” Your brain goes blank as you watch Aarons every move, watching as he rolls his sleeves up as he walks around the bed, his eyes never leaving yours. 

“Speak up sweetheart, I know you know how to use that mouth of yours” A snigger rolls off his tongue as you whimper softly. 

“I.. I was being a brat all day to daddy” Glancing up at Aaron a pout playing on your lips, your heart racing away in your chest. 

“Oh just today huh?” Aaron rolls his eyes as he comes to a stop right beside you, his eyes dark and swirling with lust. “Because from what I have seen, you’ve been a brat all week wearing that fucking skirt of yours to work yesterday” Aaron snarls out as he slides his hand down the middle of your chest, ideas swimming in his mind of thing things he going to do to you tonight. “You know you aren’t allowed to wear that at the office” His cold fingers slide over your hardened nipples slowly, rubbing them between his two fingers, a small whine escaping you.

“I I’m sorry Sir” Biting your lip as he pinches your nipple hard, trying your hardest to stay quiet. 

“No your fucking not” Rolling his eyes up at you as he moves his hand up tp grab your jaw tightly. “If you were fucking sorry, you would have been listening to Dave today when he was in charge of you and not being a stupid little brat” Venom drips from his words as he squeezes your jaw tightly. “And if you were truely sorry, you wouldn’t of worn that fucking skirt yesterday and be bending over, leaning against a desk every signal time me or Dave walked passed, are you trying to get us caught, little one” 

“N no no” Your words are barely above a whisper, your breath getting stuck in your throat as he leans down, closer. 

“Then why, sweetie?” Aaron licks his lips as he spots you shelving under his touch. 

“I.. W we hadn’t played in awhile, so I um” Taking a deep breath as his grip loose on your jaw. 

“Oh so you're needy, so you decided to play up for some attention huh, god you're such a whore” Aaron smirks as he slowly moves closer, his lips barely touching yours, and his hold on your jaw stopping you from closing the gap. 

“P please sir”

“Please what, slut?” Aaron chuckles softly as he glances down at your lips. 

“Please kiss me, sir” Your breathless as you ask, pouting softly as you stare at him. 

“Only because you asked so nicely” Aaron smiles softly, leaning forward, capturing your lips with his. 

~~~

The kiss soon turns from sweet to rough and heavy, his tongue parting your lips slipping easily into your mouth. His hand stays firmly on your jaw, as he slides onto the bed with you, his other hand slides down your chest, playing with your nipples make you squeak and groan softly into the kiss. 

Suddenly the low buzzing starts up again, forcing you to thrust upwards at the sudden vibration, moaning softly into the kiss. Aaron pulls away slowly, chuckling as he looks up.

“Finally decided to join us Dave” Aaron takes his hand off your jaw as you lean your head back down, the vibrator being turned up again. 

“Well someone had to clean up” Dave smirks as he looks over at you, a small puddle that's forming under you, wetness running down your shaking thighs. “Someone learning their lesson kitten?” Dave walks over to you, sitting on your other side, his hand coming to rest on your inner thigh. You can barely form words so all you do is whimper and nod in response, not daring to look at him 

“Words kitten” Dave smirks as he turns up the vibrator, earning louder whimpers. 

“Yes Daddy I’m learning my lesson” Glancing at him, a small pout still playing on your lips, even though you know it's useless when it comes to him. 

“Wipe that look off your face princess, you brought this on yourself” Dave smirks, looking over at Aaron who looks at Dave excitedly, before holding his hand out for the remote, a soft smile on his face. 

“Can I, please” 

Dave can’t help but chuckle softly before handing it over to him. “Just behave Aaron, because I wouldn’t mind seeing you in this same position” Dave licks his lips as your thighs clench, Aaron blushing deeply before nodding.

“Good boy” Dave winks, before moving his attention back to you, his hand trailing up your thigh slowly. “Your dripping kitten, you need us hmm” Dave chuckles as you whimper back yes. His fingers move past the vibrator, running up your slit slowly collecting your wetness. “I bet I could slide straight into you princess, your wet enough that I don’t even need to stretch you, aren't you my little slut”

“Yes Daddy please” Grinding yourself against his hips and the toy, your pussy aching for him.

“Oh you want daddy to wreck you baby?, use your holes until you can’t take it anymore” Dave smirks as he slides a finger in you, groaning softly at how warm and soft you are. “Want me to fill you of my cum then have Aaron fuck it back into you” Dave slides his finger in and out of you slowly, feeling the vibrator pulsing on your clit.

“Yes daddy yes please I need you to use me please, I need your cum in me” You cry out as he curls his fingers,just as Aaron turns the vibrator up. “No no no please, I need to cum” Your walls tighten around Dave finger, moans dripping from you, eyes closed tightly.

“Fucking hold it” Dave snarls at you, pulling his fingers out. 

“C can’t, I can’t, please Daddy” Whimpering loudly as you pull against the restraints, Aaron smirking down at you, before turning the vibrator completely off. 

“W what no no” Groaning frustrated, leaning back into the bed as you take deep breath, trying to calm yourself down again from being edged for at least the 5th time that night.

“We told you to behave, now if you listen to us, we may allow you to cum at least once tonight” Aaron smirks evilly down at you. Pouting softly you nod, tears sliding down your face.

“Yes sir”

“Good, now colour?” Aaron demands.

“Green sir” Giving him a small tired smile, which only grows as he leans down and kisses you sweetly.

“You're so good for us” He whispers as he pulls away. “You're our good little whore aren’t you sweetie” 

“Yes sir” Grinning softly as he kisses you again, only for the moment to be broken up by a loud scoff.

“God you're too soft on them Aaron” Dave rolls his eyes as he unties your ankle, before removing the vibrator placing it on the bedside table.

“No I’m not” Aaron pulls away to defend himself, smirking down at you. “I’m not too soft, am I Sweetheart?”

“Never” You agree, licking your lips as he chuckles lightly, before untying your wrists, rubbing them between his hands. 

“No Aaron you're too soft” Dave disagrees, before standing up holding his hand out to you, which you take without hesitation. Dave pulls you up onto your legs, which shake as soon as you try to put pressure on them a painful whimper slips through your lips, which makes both boys grin. Dave leads you to the front of the bed, where you meet Aaron who is now holding a collar. 

~~~

“On your knees kitten” Dave kisses your neck as he speaks, with  a quick nod you slide down onto your knees.

“Yes Daddy” You slide onto your knees, back straight, hands behind your back and head slightly bent as your doms stand above you. 

“Oh what a good little doll for us” Aaron smiles at you, stepping closer. “Head up, sweetheart” With that simple and soft command you lift your head, and his hands are quick to put the collar around your neck. Dave smirks as he looks you over, all naked and gorgeous, sweating and breathless from the things they have done to you. Your collar around your neck with the words, ‘Property of Daddy and sir.’ Written boldly across the front of it.

“You going to behave for once and suck Sir off princess” Dave asks, walking closer to Aaron.

“Yes Daddy” Smiling up at them as you reach up to unbutton Aaron jeans, gulping thickly as you feel just how hard he is, which halts your action.

“What's wrong darling, you never touched such a hard cock before” Dave teases as he sees your startled look, glancing up at him shyly, before continuing to pull it out. 

“It's just.. Oh so pretty” Gulping as you hold it softly, listening to Aarons softly groan.

“Come on sweetheart, why don’t you put your mouth to better use, seeing as it kept getting you in trouble lately” Aaron smirks down at you, leaning back a little, as Dave moves to stand behind him, his arms wrapping around waist. 

“Yes sir” Spitting into your hand before you start stroking him, listening to his small whimpers and low groans as you tease him. 

“If you don’t hurry up, you don’t get to cum tonight” Aaron glares down at you, his cock throbbing in your hand. Quickly you bring your mouth down, taking it slowly into your mouth. 

Aaron groans loudly as you take him down your throat, leaning into Dave touch, enjoying his soft kisses on his neck. Dave fingers sliding up Aarons chest as he undoes the buttons throwing the shirt across the room. 

~~~

God you love the way he feels deep in your throat, the way he keeps thrusting, the soft groans that leave Aarons mouth as he uses you for his pleasure. Glancing up at him through watery eyes, you can’t help but groan around his cock, the view above you is beautiful. Aaron is leaning into Dave, his eyes fluttering close as you suck him off. Daves hands travel up Aarons chest gently pinching his nipples as he kisses his neck, whispering sweet nothings in his ears. 

“You like that don’t you baby boy, enjoying the way you fuck our princesses throart” Dave smirks, glancing down at you before continuing to suck some hickey on Aarons neck.

“Fuck, they feel so good” Aaron groans thrusting a little harder, making you whimper.

Soon Aaron pulls you off, giving you time to catch your breath, tears sliding down your face as you grin up at him, drawl slipping down your chin. 

“Maybe you do know how to behave for us” Aaron smirks darkens as he helps you up, quickly pulling you into a deep kiss. You can’t help but fall into his arms as he takes control of the kiss, his hands sliding down your body, grabbing your ass tightly as his tongue slides in. Another pair of hands join your body, sliding around your waist as he beggans kissing your neck. Soon you have both pairs of lips attacking your neck, one pair of hands playing and pinching your nipples as the other slides down the mess between your legs, sliding them open before rubbing soft circles on your sensitive clit. 

“God please, I need you both” Groaning softly as you lean into Dave's chest.

“I need to taste you first kitten” Dave nips your neck before slowly pulling away.

~~~ 

Dave strips himself clear of the clothes before laying himself down on the bed, as Aaron holds you in his arms, giving you a small breather before leading you over to the bed. 

“Ready to ride his face, sweetheart?” Aaron smirks as he feels your cheeks heat up, you always get embarrassed about sitting on either of their faces, but god do you all love it so much. With a small nod and some chuckles from your doms, Aaron holds your hand as you crawl on the bed and half hover over Dave's face, your heart beating pounding  as you try to relax. 

“Calm down princess, it's okay” Dave reassures you, rubbing your inner thigh softly before pulling you straight down onto his face, you gasp lightly not expecting the sudden movement. Nor are you prepared for the way he attacks your slit with his tongue, the way he eats you out as if it's his last meal. Soft groans escape from you, as his tongue swirls around your clit.

“Oh god, Daddy” Groaning loudly, as your eyes lock with Aaron, who's watching you hungrily, he can’t help but lean forward, capturing your lips with his, swallowing all those beautiful sounds you are making. 

“Fuck those sounds you make for us sweetheart, so perfect for us” Aaron breaths out, kissing down your body.

“Just for you two” Your soft giggle turns into a groan as Dave's assault on your clit continues. Aaron can’t help his next move as he moves down your body, and onto Daves, his hands sliding across his stomach and onto his thighs before gently brushing over his cock, which twitches in anticipation. Aaron smirks at you before lowering his mouth over Daves cock, licks the tip of it in a teasing way. You can feel Dave's low groan vibrating through you as Aaron begins to tease him, whimpering softly as Dave’s hand leaves your thigh before slapping your ass hard. 

“Fuck” Whimpering softly as the soft burn, sends sparks through you. “Sir, I don’t think he wants you teasing him” Giggling softly, as Aaron winks at you, before taking Dave all the way in his mouth. You can’t help but groan, with the way Dave is eating you, the low vibrations from his own groaning, plus the view you have of Aaron oh god you not going to last much longer. It's like Dave knows you swear, he squeezes your thighs harder, focusing more on your clit as you reach your high.

“Oh god, oh god, Daddy I need to come please” Whimpering as you beg, your legs shaking around Dave's head. But you get no response from either of your men.

“Please, please can I cum I can’t hold it” Your back arches as you try to fight against the pleasure Dave is attacking you with, your eyes meet Aaron, begging him for permission.

“Please sir, please let me cum” Biting your lip as you beg yourself to keep it together. Aaron smirks, pulling himself on Daves throbbing cock, as he smirks at you. 

“That's it then, cum for us your pathetic slut” Aaron chuckles, licking his lips as he watches you let go. Moans drip from you as your eyes roll backwards, your body becoming limp as you squirt all over Dave's face. 

“Oh fuck…fuck” You whisper breathlessly as your body slumps forward, Aaron is quick to grab you, helping bring you off Dave, laying on the bed beside him. 

“Fuck princess” Dave smirks, licking his lips that is just covered in your juice. “God I love it when you squirt for us” 

~~~

“Fuck” You whisper as you lay on Daves chest, his hand running through your hair as you calm down.

“Are you alright princess?” Dave mumbles, kissing your forehead.

“God yes” Smiling up at him, meeting his lust filled eyes.

“Good, because now I want you to ride me, kitten” Dave smirks as he kisses you, feeling how relaxed you feel on top of him. 

“Yes Daddy” Smiling brightly, as you sit up, moving your way down. Gently you grab his cock, feeling the way it throbs in your hand, whimpering softly as you tease it at your entrance. 

“Don’t tease me princess” Dave groans, griping hips tightly.

“Sorry” You giggle as you lower yourself on it, moaning softly as it fills you up. 

“God fuck princess you feel so fucking god” Dave groans, tilting his head as you start moving slowly. 

“Fuck, look at you sweetheart” Aaron groans, joining you from behind. His hands slide down your back as you lean into his touch.

“Sir please I need you as well” Moaning softly as Dave cock fills you perfectly. 

“Oh I know” Aaron chuckles as he picks up the bottle of lube, squirting some onto his fingers. “You just like being filled of cock don’t you, our good little slut” Aaron kisses your neck as he pushes you forward, his hands spreading your cheeks open, before circling your hole with his lubed up fingers. 

“God yes sir” Whimpering softly as he slides a finger in.

“Fuck, your so tight” Aaron groans, feeling you clutch around him. “You need to relax for me, just enjoy it” He smiles as he kisses down your neck, loving the way you give complete control of your body over to them. He slides in another finger, moving them slowly at first before picking up speeding, soon your own movement slows down enjoying the pleasure too much.

“Uh that's not right sweetheart, if you don’t want me to stop you better keep riding your Daddy, come on be good for us sweetie” Aaron licks his lips stopping his movements until you start moving again. 

“Sorry sir, I’ll be good i promise” Moaning softly,enjoying the way he keeps fingering you quickly. After a few moments he pulls them out earning a whine from you, your boys can’t help but laugh at how desperate you are for them. 

“I need you to stop moving” Aaron commands, pressing his cock against your back entrance. Your movements come to a stop, Dave hand gripping your hip keeping you still as your mouth falls open when Aaron slides all the way in. 

“Oh fuck sir” You moan louder as you become fill to the brim. 

“Fuck princess you look so good filled with our cocks, don’t they Aaron” Dave smirks up at the man behind you, who groans at the way you squeeze around them.

“So fucking good, god they really do know how to take cock don’t they” Aaron groans, beginning to thrust into you hard, your body rocking itself between Aaron and Dave, moaning loudly in pleasure. 

“It's funny, how they can be such a brat” Aaron chuckles, wrapping his hand around your neck. “But turns out to be a pretty dumb little thing as soon as they get cock, huh?” Aaron growls in your ear as he squeezes your throat. Dave groans loudly feeling the way you squeeze around him as Aaron chokes you.

“God they are such a slut for us, they don’t care how we use them as long as they get filled” Dave chuckles watching your pleasure filled face. God you love it when they talk about you like this, like you're only here for their pleasure and you can’t help but savour this moment. 

“Just for you” Moaning softly as Dave starts thrusting up into you.

“You gonna fucking cum for us princess?” Dave chuckles watching you fall apart on their cocks.

“I hope not, they have asked for permission yet” Aaron groans, feeling his own orgasm approaching rapidly.

“Please” You whimper, falling into Aaron's hands wrapped around them.

“Please what, kitten” Dave chuckles, holding himself back from filling you up with his cum just yet.

“Please let me cum Daddy” Your moans getting louder as Dave starts hitting your spot.

“That's it sweetheart, cum for us” Aaron groans, kissing just below your ear. 

Oh god, you can’t hold it anymore, feeling yourself come undone as they continue to pound into you, your body shaking as their movements slow down. 

~~~

Aaron gently lays you down on Dave's chest as he pulls out, carefully moving off the bed as he makes his way to the bathroom. Your eyes flutter close as you cuddle into Dave, his hand gently running through your hair. 

“You did so good for us darling” Dave hums, a soft smile plastered on his face as he watches your face lighten up slightly.

“I did good, Daddy?” Giggling softly as your body slowly calms down from tonight's actives. 

“You did so good for us princess, but it's Dave now baby” Dave smiles watching yo in sub spaces after a long session is his favourite. Back at the beginning he knew it was going to be a long road for you three to become this comfortable, but now it feels so natural. 

“Okay, thank you Dave” Smiling as you enjoy the peace. 

“Hey sweetheart, I need to clean you up, you can’t sleep yet” Aaron whispers gently, as he climbs back on the bed, his hand running down your back comforting. 

“Okay” You murmur back, feeling Aaron spread your legs as he takes a washcloth between your legs. You whine in protest as he moves you up just another to slide Dave out of you. 

“Just relax darling” Dave coons in your ears as you cuddle into his even move, as Aaron does his best to clean you up, before passing you a bottle of water.

“You need to drink as well sweetie” Aaron smiles as Dave takes it from him, opening the cap before tilting your head up as he brings it to your lips, you sipping it slowly. 

“Do you want to have a bath tonight love?” Dave slowly pulls the water away as you finish up, you nod in response smiling sleepy at him.

“I'll go get it ready” Aaron smiles standing up, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before walking out. In the meantime you stay snuggled up to Dave, sipping on the water as he praises you from how well you did tonight. Soon Aaron makes his way back, standing in the doorway watching the two of you, wondering how he got so lucky. 

“You ready sweetie?” Aaron smiles as he reaches the bed, you smile up at him nodding slowly as you roll off of Dave, taking Aarons hand as he helps you up. Aaron is quick to wrap his arms around you as you sway on your legs, finding it impossible to stay standing.

“You okay?” Aaron kissing you softly.

“So good, thank you” Smiling lovingly up at him as he leads you both to the bathroom. It takes a little bit of begging and your soft puppy eyes which you know he can't resist before he’s joining you in the bath. Your back against his chest, head resting on his arms as you listen to his breathing finding comfort in it. You two stay for that for a long time, until the water starts going cold and your eyes can barely stay open. Aaron climbs out first, holding his hand out for you, once you both are out and dried you make your way to the bedroom where Dave has changed the sheets and has remade the bed nicely. Smiling sleepily as you open up the closest as Aaron pulls his boxes on. You grab your favourite hoodie that's hanging up in there, of course it’s Dave. It's a bit tight but you don’t care, it smells like your boys, that's all that matters. A pair of arms wrap around you, kissing your neck softly as he leads you back to the bed. 

“Come on, you need some rest sweetheart,” Aaron smiles, pulling back the blankets for you. Smiling up at him you quickly climb in, cuddling up to his side once he joins you. 

“You two look comfy,” Dave chuckles from the door, making his way closer.

“Be better once you get your ass in here” Laughing softly as he rolls his eyes at you. 

“Is that so princess?” Dave smirks as he gets into the bed, rolling towards you so now you're snuggled up between your boys.

“See, much better” Giggling to yourself, before giving them each a kiss as you settle down for the night.

“Goodnight princess” Dave smiles, running his hand through your hair, before quickly giving Aaron a kiss and they both snuggle down. It doesn’t take either of them long to fall asleep tonight.

[fuck-customers]

I started making tiktoks in January as a way to boost my self-confidence (it’s working, which is nice). The other day while hanging around with my girlfriend I noticed that one of my bosses had viewed my profile. It’s not unusual for people I work with to look at my page, since I’m friends with and/or follow most of the ones that do, and they’re being supportive. But it is weird to see my boss there, as it’s the first time they’ve ever looked at my page. I mentioned to gf, and later to my bestie, that it seemed fishy that my boss was on my page.

Later today when I got in to work, I was checking my emails and saw a recent one from my supervisor (they’re just under the boss who was looking at my page, kind of like an AM). They said that they were informed that I’d been making videos, and that I’d been filming while at work. I wasn’t told it wasn’t allowed or that I’ve really done anything wrong, but they said they “do not feel comfortable” with an employee recording on work property during shift hours, and that because we live in a small town we want our community members to feel safe coming to the hospital, and that as an employee I’m a representative of the hospital so I need to be cautious in what I post.

There’s no policy about recording videos or anything else while at work/on property. I haven’t broken any rules. I never mention any personal information about patients or their visitors, or anything that could even identify a patient (if I’m telling a story from the ER I always use gender neutral pronouns, don’t necessarily say what the patient was dealing with, but rather talk about something funny/interesting they said or did while at the hospital). I get maybe 300 views on my videos, on average, and don’t have some insane amount of followers. Most of my videos are my complaining about something or another that has nothing to do with work or the ER, and it’s just personal nonsense. I also make sure to never show any material from the hospital, like logos, and I’ve never mentioned where I work or live, so I can’t really be pinpointed down.

I can understand why they wouldn’t want me filming during shift. I’m paid to work, not make videos. Even though I’ve only ever done it during downtime when we haven’t had a patient in for hours. But I get it. And lately I feel more comfortable recording in my car anyway, so I can change that without a fuss. And maybe I could understand the argument about wanting our community to feel safe coming to the hospital, except it’s not like I’m belittling anyone or making fun of them for having come in to the ER.

But what gets me is that I shouldn’t have to be worried about what I do in my personal life when I never signed up to be an ambassador of the hospital. I’m paid to check people in and handle paperwork, not be some kind of shining representative to make them look good. As long as I’m not saying horrible shit about my job, or badmouthing people I work with by name, or breaking the law by revealing patient information, I shouldn’t have to be bothered with making sure I’m performing for my company every minute of the day.

Employees should not be persecuted for what they do outside of work, so long as it’s not harmful to anyone. We shouldn’t have to be concerned that a potential, or current, employer might see a video we make and then try to discuss it with us later on. We shouldn’t have to police everything we do and say in fear of our companies retaliating against us.

I like my bosses in general. They’re usually pretty cool about things like this. But this just rubbed me the wrong way. If it’s not important enough to have an actual policy about, then it’s not important enough to talk to me about. If you don’t like what I’m saying just get off my page.

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[necro-hamster]

RULES ;

WHAT I WILL DO:

- Humans/Humanoids - Animals (Including fantasy creatures) - Furry/Anthro/Alien - Original Characters - Fanart - OC/Canon - Shipping - Character design/Character sheets* - NSFW** - Gore**

*These will cost more than the standard commissions. Provide me with info, and I’ll give you a quote!

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WHAT I WON’T DO;

- Mechas - Animation - Anything I deem to be racist, homophobic, transphobic, etc. in nature - Inc//est/Ped//oph//elia - Anything that's meant to mock or belittle somebody else - Real people* *This is okay if you have their explicit written consent. This rule also doesn’t apply to actors playing characters, obviously!

TERMS OF SERVICE;

- My work is not to be used as an NFT or to be fed through any AI generation programs. - My work is not to be used commercially. If you want to use my work for sale, we can work that out, but if you don’t explicitly commission me with this purpose, you can’t use my work on merchandise, advertisements, etc. - Do not claim the work as your own. If you post it anywhere else, including in edits of any kind, link back to my social media. - If your commission is above $49, I require half payment up front, and half once the job is completed. - I do not accept refunds. If you aren't satisfied about some part of the work, you let me know while I'm sending you WIPs, not a week later.

COMMON QUESTIONS;

Q: What type of payment do you accept?

A: I (almost) exclusively take payment through PayPal. I'm in the US, so I will be receiving my payment in USD. If you're from outside the US, please factor in conversion rates. It's not my job to help you with this. I'm also okay with payment through my Kofi, but will request a few extra dollars to cover the fees.

Q: What's your turnaround rate?

A: More often than not, I'll get a commission done within a week. Obviously, depending on how many commissions I have on my plate, this can vary, but I will always keep you updated and say beforehand if I'm a bit backed up.

Q: Can I use my commission for my YouTube, Twitter, Instagram, etc.?

A: Absolutely! So long as you aren't actively profiting directly from the commission by selling it (I.E., as stickers or on shirts), you can use it however you want! If you do want to use a commission for merchandise, we can work something out for that specifically.

Q: Can I make edits to my commission after I receive it?

A: Sure! I don't really care, it's yours after all. I just ask that you specify that any edits you make are by you when reposting or sharing the edited picture. (Ex: "This picture was a commission done by necro-hamster! He did the lineart, and I colored it in later.")

Q: Do you do deadlines?

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Feel free to DM me if you have any questions! If you're interested in a commission, either message me here, or email me at necro.hamster.art@gmail.com!

[justamessedupdisneyprincess]

I need help, my life is now a living hell. (TW suicide attempt mention)

I know this is gonna annoy a lot of you for bitching and whining again but as of late my life has been really hard. I had to sell my soul and my life to a demon against my will. There is a toxic parasite I want to cut ties with but can’t. I am talking about a toxic family member who has no respect for boundaries and loves to judge and be rude to everyone around her.

I just really need some help rn guys because at this rate it really feels like I can either endure and sacrifice my sanity for as long as she lives or I could only ever end it via suicide. I have tried to do it twice while she was down and my mother has to hide away medication so I don’t overdose and sharp things such as knives and scissors when her new favourite person ever, her karen on steroids sister is here.

To paint a picture there is a story about when I was a baby with my cousin and toxic aunt. My toxic aunt would use grandma ( her mother) as a slave whenever she came to visit her grandson. “Now that you’re here I want you to do EVERYTHING for him while I go and bitch and whine about coffee and ask to see managers (I’m not joking. She literally does that. Saw it multiple times when she stays with us.). Whilst my Mom would offer to do fun activities with her and us, like go to the beach, etc. Because of this she enjoyed our company more than my toxic aunt who threw a tantrum over it. “You love my sister’s daughters more than my son!”. She got so pissed that she moved out of our place during a vacation. Mother offered to have my cousin and grandma to play in the pool with me and my sister whilst she helped my toxic aunt pack. She EXPLODED over that! Why? Idk. She then stormed into the house screaming and it woke baby me up and I was sobbing. Dad got mad and told her to get out and we had nothing to do with her until grandma died.

She hasn’t changed at all. Very toxic, always complaining and saying horrible things behind our backs. I had multiple extreme meltdowns when she came. She stayed for four whole months last year. One summer, one spring, one for every season. She has this rule too where only she is allowed to talk, all she does to complain and she gets weirdly excited when someone else is struggling…she loves to happily talk about others misfortunes and then she finds no joy in going to the beach and going out for lunch. Instead she complains constantly and it ruins the whole day. Mother told me she says the most horrible things about me behind my back too…which gets her upset but she puts up with it because she is going through a divorce. We put up with her rude behaviour out of pity. I understand how hard getting divorced is but it shouldn’t excuse…whatever the fuck she is doing to us. Mother and I got into extreme arguments because of her as well and we rarely fight. My toxic aunt turns my parents against me. I’m freaking out because she is going to come down again.

Last time she claimed to be more respectful of our boundaries. “We don’t have to do something every day, I’m ok to hang out by myself every now and then.” Then she guilt trips us by saying “I don’t know why I bother coming down here if I’m going to be alone.” Over me wanting to spend ONE fucking weekend alone with my mom out of an ENTIRE month of her hovering around us and never shutting up. She also loves to interrupt. I would be in the middle of saying something and she cuts in as if I’m worth nothing! Then I can’t even say anything because she never shuts up ever! Then when I am blessed with a moment of talking (usually because mother says Izzy has something to say) I get nervous about saying something she will judge me for!

She belittles every trigger of mine too. Once I used to like this cafe and she has this huge obsession with their muffins. I don’t go there anymore though because some mean teenage girls work there now and they have been openly rude to me two times when I visited. So rude I ended up crying once. I didn’t want to go back (keep in mind I have been bullied a lot as well, I have a huge fear of mean girls) My aunt gave me this huge lecture about it and tried to force me to go in just so she can get her muffins. I felt completely shattered as she gave me a hard time over it. In the end mother figured out her angle and just dropped her off there whilst I waited in the car…for her to do that though about my own experiences and my triggers and not wanting to return to a cafe with rude service…it was just so insensitive.

She used to say rude things to me because of me displaying typical autistic traits like my weird eating habits and my special obsessions. Mother made her stop saying things to my face but she told me she just says judgemental things behind my back now and she gives me this god awful judgemental stare when we go out to eat…She also shows no respect for mental illnesses such as anxiety, saying it’s not real. She also once made fun of someone who committed suicide…which shows how she isn’t really a good person. She picks at Mom and gives her a hard time and openly judges her and says rude things to her and mother always bottles it and takes it out on me in the end because the one who HAD been rude to her is going through a divorce.

I never want to have to endure her abusive behaviour again but I’m completely powerless. I feel so hopeless. Idk what to do..

[greatkittydream]

Jaune: hay ruby do you ever get hit with nostalgia.

Ruby: yes but I don't understand how you can get nostalgia about the war against the night lords.

______________________________________________________________Smokinotter: The night Lords were an army composed of necromance Lords and every Undead type imaginable they ruled through extreme Terror tactics. Unlike modern day worshipers of necromancy and death, they worship the dark brother God. or no better amongst them as the god of gold and the god of obsidian. ______________________________________________________________

Jaune: Well it just reminds me a lot of this one show I would watch as a kid. I remember the intro song so well I even brought it with me on a CD. oh I know we can watch it later. I have the whole first season With me. It's in my look box I keep under my bed.

Ruby: Oh that's a great idea. I can invite Yang Weiss and Blake and you can invite Pariah, and that ghost that keeps bothering you guys. It'll be like a sleepover. I can just imagine it now the hero rolling up and knocking out the mean night Lords before they could harm anybody like superheroes.

Jaune: Good idea you can even find some cartoons from your childhood as well. We can make it a night full of childhood memories, see for your sister has some as well. AND WEISS .

Ruby: oh you said weiss pretty Quick there are you trying to see if there's any childhood stuff you can use to woo her.

Jaune: w-whhat nooo… yes How did you figure out that we're supposed to be the same intelligence and I'm a dumbass.

Ruby: I'm a wolf Jaune, wolves are always clever on the hunt. Puffing her chest out in Pride .

Jaune: huf. Can you please do This for me. Ruby it wasn't my intention for it but you know it just came to me and I really would like to get to know her better.

Ruby: Why do you even like her so much she shut you down at every corner would make a horrible mate.

Jaune: There's just something about her. her headstrong defiance of her beautiful blue eyes. She's the type of person that doesn't let anything Define her or hold her back. Every time I've seen her talk and she acts like she has complete control of her destiny. I guess in some weird way I'm just jealous of her but that's also what makes her attractive to me she's just free I guess.

Ruby: … huh well I'm free spirited you know. ______________________________________________________________4 Hours later ______________________________________________________________

Yang: All right we have an assortment of childhood nostalgia guaranteed to bring back anyone from depression and talk about how good the old days were.

Weiss: I Fail to see how this will help us.

Yang: Because some of us had a childhood Beyond drinking blood that was thousands of years old or whatever you do and fighting my siblings to become the heir of a company.

Weiss: Do you have any idea how racist you just were.

Blake: ironic.

Jaune:  what your family owns a company.

Weiss turning your head to look at the full next to her.

Weiss: Are you for real right now. like really real are you that much of a fool.

Ruby: alright before you start belittling my underling let's start with pulling a show name out of a hat.Sticking her hand in and pulling it out it red Dragon Tales.

Yang: Alright I'm first. walking up to the assortment of DVDs they had laid out on a coffee table, picking one up and walking over to the TV which had a DVD player plugged into it courtesy of Jaune. everyone got to their seats Ruby plopped down on Jaune lap. Yang sat next to Jaune on the couch making sure he didn't do anything with ruby. Weiss Sat by herself on a single seat. Pariah sat on the other side of Jaune.  Blake laid on the floor flat on her stomach. and Ren was just sort of floating in the air.

2 hours later

Yang: Dragon Tales, Dragon Tales It's almost time for Dragon Tales Come along and take my hand Let's all go to Dragon Land.

Blake: You're Insufferable. I know we have the whole weekend to watch this but stillI can think of much better ways of spending our time. Like keeping Jaune magic under control.

Weiss: I think for once I agree with you. But I don't think that  country bumpkin is as scary or powerful as you say. What is more likely is that our head professor made some sort of bet that he can make a human strong and so he intervened making it seem like Jaune was that powerful after all the image of everything amongst the council. 

Pariah: Well there's no need to be so mean I'm sure Jaune is plenty strong. and while that does make some sense I still believe he can achieve strength Just look at Achilles after all. 

Jaune: I think we're getting off topic. here let's just pick out the next one. sticking his hand into the Hat as quickly as he can he pulls out Hercules by Bisney.

pariah: it's my turn. Oh I just know you'll love it Jaune it's a story about the hero Hercules similar to me except in real life he's a bit of an asshole. Oh I know you can come visit my family up in Mountain Olympus maybe even visit my uncle Hades I'm sure you'd like pomegranates there we could have some together.

Jaune: maybe some other time like during summer break. Maybe if we still had time you can come visit my family. We live up north Near a mountain range.

pariah: oh I'd love to meet your family. I'm sure we could have a lot to talk about (like a marriage contract).

Weiss: He said you live up north right. 

Jauna: Yeah.Scratching the back of his neck.

weiss: I hope you don't live too far the farther you go the more dead it gets. I'd hate to spend some time where trees don't bloom. Most of the wildlife you'll see is a mixture of Undead and dying.

Jaune: Does this mean you'll come visit me and my family. Jaune said with all the Hope in his voice possible.

weiss: no but if you have a stable Village up there there's lots of dust and magical crystals that can be harvested well necromancy is a rare Magic and it's Crystal's even rarer they are still widely used to bring the dead back to life such as Frankenstein's or recently deceased people you can make a killing selling those things. your family may be a profitable business venture if you have a stable community set up.

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Smokinotter: Frankenstein's as they referred to by the creator of the first one are a hodgepodge of creatures or humanoid Parts brought back to life usually sentient although they retain none of the personality of the people or creatures they are made up of. In essence they are completely new people whose life is dependent on getting new Mana circulating through them. to bring a Frankenstein to life you need a death Crystal which is concentrated death Magic. unlike regular zombies which are mostly mindless Drones with a little bit of death magic put into them. although the occasional one can regain their Former Intelligence and become “alive again” Although this is a rare occurrence and only happens to those with obscene amounts of magic power before death creating Liches. ______________________________________________________________

Pariah: anyway back to the movie( you fucking blood sucking Leech).                              

I don't care how far, I can go the distance 'Till I find my hero's welcome waiting in your arms I will search the world, I will face its harms 'Till I find my hero's welcome waiting in your arms.

Pariah: Isn't that just a beautiful song Jaune.

Jaune: yeah I can totally imagine you being someone's knight in shining armor.

Thunderstorm appearing outside 

Pariah: Yes….. me 

Blake sensing this is going. alright I'm next.

Ruby hey we didn't draw your movie out the Hat.

Blake: Nor do I care to do this stupid quote tradition you do. standing up and walking over to a collection of DVDs that are slightly smaller now she picks Mulan.

Blake: This is the animated movie we will be watching and you will enjoy it.

Yang: Someone's feisty, what's wrong cat got your tongue.

Blake: Deep breath in deep breath out. No Now shut up and enjoy it.

Let's get down to business To defeat the Huns. Did they send me daughters When I asked for sons? You're the saddest bunch I ever met But you can bet before we're through Mister, I'll make a man out of you Tranquil as a forest But on fire within Once you find your center You are sure to win You're a spineless pale pathetic lot And you haven't got a clue Somehow I'll make a man out of you I'm never gonna catch my breath Say goodbye to those who knew me Why was I a fool in school for cutting gym? This guy's got them scared to death! Hope he doesn't see right through me Now I really wish that I knew how to swim We must be swift as the coursing river (Be a man) With all the force of a great typhoon (Be a man) With all the strength of a raging fire Mysterious as the dark side of the moon Time is racing toward us 'Til the Huns arrive Heed my every order And you might survive You're unsuited for the rage of war So pack up, go home, you're through How could I make a man out of you? We must be swift as the coursing river (Be a man) With all the force of a great typhoon (Be a man) With all the strength of a raging fire Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.

Ren: You know for someone who's all about equality this movie was an odd choice for you given the time period.

Blake: really I like the message it sends plus I also helps that most of our heritage stems from Mistral.

Ruby: It's my turn. Before any objections could be made she hopped up from Jonah's laughing with a skip and a Beat ran over to the DVD collection the Hat apparently having been long abandoned. Retrieving from the collection Halloweentown another Bisney product. 

Weiss: A childish movie for a childish person.  I suppose I'll go next leaving only the pumpkin left since ren came from a time before TV shows and movies were a thing. I'll have to show you all what class is. Wes elegantly getting up from her seat and walking across the floor without making a sound picked up a DVD with. The Phantom of the Opera on it.

Yang: huuugh boring  you should really get some better taste and movies.

Weiss: unlike you I'm refined and I'll not be wasting my precious time on something as foolish as an action movie.

In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came That voice which calls to me and speaks my name And do I dream again? For now I find 'The Phantom of the Opera' is there inside my mind Sing once again with me our strange duet My power over you grows stronger yet And though you turn from me to glance behind 'The Phantom of the Opera' is there inside your mind Those who have seen your face draw back in fear I am the mask you wear, it's me they hear Your spirit and my voice in one combined 'The Phantom of the Opera' is there inside my mind 'The Phantom of the Opera' 'The Phantom of the Opera'

Weiss: I hope you all learned something from this that fine Film Production will far exceed anything for the Mindless masses you all should thank me for the chance to learn this. A collective groan was heard from the group; the only ones who liked it were Ren and Blake.

Jaune: Well I guess it's my turn to walk up to his DVD. It's a strange thing compared to the others, no advertisement, no coloration, just a simple disc and a case  labeled Konrad Kerr's.

Weiss: That's a strange name and are you sure this isn't a pirated copy? One Wouldn't surprises me given where you come from.

Yang:  why is it a strange name for a movie granted that's definitely a pirated copy but still.

Weiss: well if you must know Konrad Kerr's. was the one who started the whole night Lord's War he believed that through fear he could rule an absolute power it's unknown what he was many believed him to be a lich a little son believed him to be a vampire all that's known as that he was an incredibly dangerous individual with sadistic tendencies comparable to that of demons.

Yang: Then it's probably some really old movie during the war about how he was beaten by a hero or something. How did this even come up by the way.

Ruby: oh well we were at the Museum and Jonah talked about how he got nostalgia and so we sort of spiraled out from there about watching movies and TV shows from our childhood.

yang: huh so this is what vomit boy listened to when he was little we 'lad.

Jaune: Yep I remember watching this movie over and over and over again my dad said it was his favorite. He said Grandpa even helped in making it.

Plug it in right off the bat this did not scream child appropriate but living so far and into the woods where grim and far worse can get you it's not surprising that children would not be exposed to the most appropriate media. and then it started although in the style of animation what they were exposed to was unfiltered Gore true acts committed by the night Lord's army.

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Boys and girls of every age, would you like to see something strange? All your nightmares will come true: the Night Lords have come for you.

We have come for you! We have come for you! Run in fear from the Lords of Night! We have come for you! We have come to butcher you! Maim and kill with bolt and blade and claw and fright!

It is time! Your lives will be through! The Night Lords have come for you.

am the one who has seen your death, ready to make you breathe your final breath!

I am the prince of the crows in the air, cower and run, or face me if you dare!

We have come for you! We have come for you! We've come for you! Come for you! Come for you! Come for you!

Rend their flesh, break their bone; death to the slaves of the Golden GOD!

It is time! Don't we love it now? Everyone's waiting for the next surprise!

Black eyes, claws for hands, gnawing on a dead man, something's waiting now to pounce, and how you'll scream!

We have come for you! We have come for you! come for you! come for you!

Everybody scream! Everybody scream!

The Night Lords are taking wing.

I am the one that will tear off your face! Flay, slice and slash, then leave without a trace!

I am the 'who' when you call 'Who's there?'

I am the wind rushing through your hair.

I am a symbol of the Legion's might, filling the hearts of my foes with fright!

We have come for you! We have come for you! We've come for you! Come for you! Come for you! Come for you!

To all creatures everywhere, life's no fun without a good scare.

It's our job to frighten you; the Night Lords have come for you.

It is time!

Don't we love it now? Everyone's waiting for the next surprise!

The Dominus Nox will chop you into blocks, you'll scream out for mercy as he flenses off your skin!

We have come for you! Everybody scream! Won't you please make way for a very special guy?

Konrad Kerr's is Lord of the Lords of Night, everyone hail to the Dominus Nox!

We have come for you! We have come for you! We've come for you! Come for you! Come for you! Come for you!

Rend their flesh, break their bones; death to the slaves of the Golden GOD.

NIGHT LORDS: La! La-la-la! La-la-la! La-la-la-la-la! FOR CENTURIES

HAVE I LAIN DORMANT, AND NOW I RETURN...

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Throughout every moment of this song everyone saw every bit of violence from the generals of the night lords taking to the night to rip and tear their enemies to bits. to Konrad Kerr's himself appearing to men being Chopped into blocks begging for mercy as they were flayed alive. by the end of it Ruby was hiding under the blanket on Jaune lap pariah was hugging into his shoulder and genuine fear. Blake's hair stood on end at the back of her neck. Ren for the first time in a long time felt fear not for himself but for what could have happened to his friends if this were true and the Lord of night did return. Weiss for all her Elegance couldn't deny this man was absolutely a vampire of sorts, how else could you explain such an oppressive Aura after all vampires were the peak of evolution, the second closest being humans. Yang for all her bravado and all her tribes cruelty before she left to live with her father permanently never experienced anything close to this. all the while Jaune was singing along blissfully unaware of the true context of the song just liking the tune of his childhood show.

Jaune: Well that's episode one we still have a few more to go I think it was 29 more in total. Before he could make good on his words a blast of magic lit up from Yang's hand destroying it.

yang: oops sorry but after a while if not flexing I get a bit Twitchy. Hey I know how about we all have giant sleepovers you know like friends do. to anyone other than Jaune it was obvious she was scared to sleep by herself.

RWB_: Great idea/I suppose it wouldn't be a problem trying out common people's traditions/I've been feeling a bit more sociable. 

Blake: You know this explains too much about you how you are so unnerved about going to the school.

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righter hear and this was a bitch and a half to make and I want to say I am so sorry for how long it took to come out but I got strep throat and it only got worse as I try to write this along with hitting writer's block and playing video games with friends.

I'm sorry also let me know if I should avoid this type of writing in the future because this felt super cringe oh yeah also I own none of the Affiliated songs or products related to what I have put into here I am merely using them for references to Childhood songs in reference to how fuckt up Jaune was.

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[thisisyourprincipalspeaking]

Love your questions! I’ll place your questions to me in pink! 😉

why do you think he couldn't go down that kind of career path otherwise? (i have my own thoughts but i'm interested in yours)

- I think many of us have witnessed the multiple insecurities this man has unintentionally let everyone know he battles. Anyone belittling themselves in a “joking” way multiple times is very telling. Being confident isn’t arrogant, but talking down on yourself all the time shows insecurity. I believe he’s scared and I know he deals with anxiety issues so I can only hope he works on himself, seeks counseling, etc to reach his fullest potential one day. He’s very talented but his fans can’t want more for him than he wants for himself. As so many have stated, from our limited perspective, it’s like he said screw improving his craft and personal development and went straight for a perceived “easy” route. FAIL!

in your opinion has this been beneficial in that way thus far? or would he have had the same recent opportunities regardless of his relationship status?

- this is hard to say because as we all know or can assume …..being successful in Hollywood isn’t about sole talent unless you are top tier talent level wise, thus you don’t have to resort to silly pr stunts, but as time goes by even some of the most talented are resorting to pr related things just to stay relevant. I will say that when it comes to getting roles THAT is where I think it’s not as easy as many like to believe. I don’t know if Chris panicked, thought this was a good business move, had his agency persuade or threatened his career, studios didn’t see it for him outside of Marvel, etc. (all assumptions of course). I just know when award season draws near, many single stars who are in top related or relevant projects……magically gain significant others around award season and I don’t know Hollywood’s unwritten rules, but I think it’s sad that their personal lives become part of deciding if something, that should be solely based on talent, is obtainable for them or not. The fact Chris and her magically popped up around award party season doesn’t leave my mind either.

Now where would he be currently had he stayed single or kept his private life……ACTUALLY private. Idk. What I do know is popularity wise he’d be in a much better place and maybe that would have helped Jinx or ASP or whatever else he’s promoted the past few years. Now majority of the fandom quit or barely care and he’s got a slew of projects coming out that could be great or bomb and if they bomb, no telling what may happen regarding this shitfest, but by that time this fandom may no longer exist. 🤪

do you feel like there hasn't been enough time for this to show fruit just yet and we will potentially see more later?

- at this point, I see no benefit. He/his team dropped the ball big time. If this is real, there should not have been any trolling, 7482893 of irrelevant articles, orchestrated pap shots, mess, etc he simply could have posted her to his IG grid, turned comments off and went about his business. Ironically this would’ve given them more attention, appeared natural than the Central Park horror show they used to debut this mess. He had a great position and huge fanbase, well large enough to get him trending with every post. Too late now though unless they end this, disassociate from her but again they are “married”: she’ll be known as his first wife unless they have a plan to make this disappear 🙄 and regroup his career, but even then the trust is broken. They instead squandered that and whatever benefits he had or has just seems wasted. I still refuse to believe this isn’t a pr stunt because you can’t tell me a bunch of adult collectively thought THIS was the best option to debut his personal relationship if legit. Too much crap has happened even with two “weddings”. It either shows his team is incompetent and since he’s in charge that means he agreed to this mess or CAA has more power than we know. Either way Chris comes off as the complete opposite of what everyone has come to love/like him for.

- Will this ever end, not sure maybe not for a long while or not at all. 🤷🏻‍♀️ I will say anything can happen at this point so I’d just suggest those heavily invested in this just walk away until this ends or is confirmed to be legit in a way I refuse to waste time typing. But even if this never ends, I don’t see Chris returning to his once loved and respected status among fans nor the general public. Even if the age gap were the only issues, he shows he has issues. A mature man isn’t marrying a twenty something yr old, period. He’s lucky the general population isn’t aware of EVERYTHING His fandom is aware of …..but maybe this would have needed sooner if the backlash was that dire and huge.

I expected better from this man, but this is also a huge example as to why we shouldn’t place expectations on other humans let alone ones we don’t actually know nor should we put them on pedestals which is why Hollywood thrives unfortunately.

Hope this answers some stuff, just my random thoughts & opinions, fell free to ask anymore questions. 😎☺️

thank you for coming back and answering my questions, nonnie. i do agree with you on some points.

i do think celebrities can hide their true selves when needed. and we have seen some celebrities do this for long periods of time over the years. but i also will not give leniency to a celebrity, with lots of money, access and the ability to get help (therapy) if they want it. many many people have anxiety, depression, or other mental health concerns and function every day. he has anxiety? okay. but that is not a crutch i will give him as a multimillionaire who chose his path and has money for therapy, treatment, physicians, etc. many others do not have that luxury and still go about their daily lives.

one reason i can see this being "real" is because of how messy it is. her friends are trash and troll. that's obvious. she's lazy and gets access to many rooms more talented, more hard working, or more accomplished actors don't because of this association and she's done nothing with it. if it's real, his team didn't get a say. they just got told to make it known to the public and make it look okay. if that's what happened. okay. there is no professional on earth who could work with this scenario and make it look okay.

but thank you, nonnie. i do enjoy seeing your thoughts! please come back any time!

[bugsbenefit]

people still doubting that Mike is the heart of the party is wild

sure Mike is the heart because he's the leader and who everyone of his friends turn to for advice. and sure he is the heart because Will said so in his love confession and having him be wrong would take so much away from endgame byler. but you don't even have to go that far because Mike is the only character that even has an established relationship and developed dynamic with Every Single party member (even when including El and Max as extended members) end of discussion. there's no one else who could even be the heart

there's a reason i'm still hoping for Dustin and Will to interact again or El and Lucas, etc. because neither El, Will, Max, Dustin, or Lucas have a canonically shown relationship with all their friends. some of the pair ups just weren't important to the plot or their character development as of now. meanwhile every season has a focus on Mike interacting with his friends and going through a relationship arc with every single party member

Mike and Will are childhood best friends, crushing, feelings etc. Mike kicks the whole plot and search for Will off in s1 out of concern for him and then proceeds to stick with Will throughout all the supernatural plot in the following seasons - even being ready to kill Vecna together. Mike is also apparently the person Will is most comfortable confiding in, both about personal feelings of being belittled as well as actual UD related issues

Mike and El at this point have a lot of history. after being the only one of the boys not making a fuss about taking a girl in they've gone through it - Mike seeing El "die" in s1, them reuniting in s2, Mike helping her get away from the MF in s3, and then their entire fighting and ultimate sbp monologue situation in s4. aside from the mess that is their relationship, they've also been through a ton of trauma together, which makes up a bit for them never talking or confiding in each other on an emotional level

Mike and Lucas constantly butt heads and annoy each other despite being incredibly close. they're more of the 'like brothers' best friends that Byler refuses to be. a major plot point of s1 is their argument and ensuing falling out, which Mike then tries to fix. Mike apologizing to Lucas also introduces us to a lot of party rules right off the bat. that plot is now coming full circle with Lucas and Mike once again arguing in s4 which they've had no time to address yet. Lucas also gives advice to Mike when it comes to relationships a lot and Mike tries to emulate Lucas's approach to dating

Mike and Dustin are close, which often happens because they're "left behind" by their other friends. (both when Lucas leaves in s1 and when he's off at basketball in s4). they're both planners, however, Dustin still looks for Mike's approval when it comes to final decisions. s3 explicitly focuses on Mike leaving Dustin behind (not looking for him) when focused too much on El, and he rectifies that in s4 by having Dustin now be the person he seemingly spends the most time with

Mike and Max have probably the journey that covers the most ground since it starts pretty hostile, with Max looking for Mike's approval and him refusing to let her in the party. which only gets more interesting when he later reveals it's because of the horrible things that happened to El the year before. they have similar personalities in parts and can be very blunt giving them potential to clash, which happens in s3, where they're the people closest to El (ironic since Max originally served as a fake out love interest for Mike from El's pov). they argue most of s3 yet come together at the end. despite their rocky start, they've clearly become friends, interacting friendly both at the beginning of s3 and s4.

Mike has had an arc or plot point focused on his relationship with every party member

he's literally the one tying the group together from an audience perspective. to this day Will has never shared more than a few sentences with Max, and even Dustin. El still hasn't gotten closer with people like Lucas or Dustin. Max and Dustin stopped interacting once their love triangle died down in s2. etc.

obviously that doesn't mean that, say, Will and Dustin aren't actually close. it's just a dynamic we don't get to see a lot, or get any concrete conversation/storyline for because it's not a focus. Will's relationship with every individual party member isn't that important, we know they're all friends, so people like Mike and El are prioritized since those are the most plot relevant. and the same goes for all of the other characters. us not seeing a relationship doesn't mean it doesn't exist, it means there's nothing interesting or plot relevant to develop there as of now

yet Mike is a character consistently placed in the center of the party's social dynamic. he's the one that ties all the characters together

Mike being the heart of the party being so clearly true isn't just because of the negative impacts it not being true would have both on Mike's character and Byler, but also because there just isn't an alternative to fill that heart role

[wordiestbird]

So I finished Kamen Rider Decade the other day...

And I do indeed have some thoughts about it, both as a whole and how it adds some interesting character to Tsuaka's whole deal in Zi-O (and I should really re-watch that at some point too). Thoughts below the read more, spoilers abound as you might expect.

[brokenmusicboxwolfe]

I want a movie with debunkers the heroes, not the anti-science, mystic mumbo jumbo scam artists! Yes, I have just tried to watch a Conjuring movie. And every time they go back to our “heroes” or belittle the idea of doubters I get so damn pissed off I want to throw stuff at the screen!

Look, I get fiction needs to be able to play in the impossible. I adore science fiction, fantasy, and all that in surreal and hallucinatory. But that doesn’t mean fiction has to encourage the already too common belief that skeptics, scientists, and the like are the fools for not having some sort of blind faith in the irrational!

Really, you CAN have skeptics and scientists in supernatural horror, just have them using some sort of an evidence based system to prove it exists and figure out the rules. See, that’s not so hard. You don’t have to suggest that having a brain that questions is a damn weakness!!

I get tired of the conservative, pro-faith, anti-science agenda lurking in so much fiction. The blind faith crowd already dominate, so the rest of us don’t need them to be encouraged more into mocking us for asking for a modicum of scientific proof of outrageous claims.

Yes, I am sensitive on the subject.

The rural south is not a fun place for the doubter. I grew up when my local community saw devil worshipers in everything from our annual Halloween Carnival to a Star of David someone spray painted on a sign. In fact, celebrating Halloween was all but killed in the town, and it has reached the point if I get one trick or treater it’s a good year. My parents, who had degrees in area of science, were treated as outsiders to be shunned while preachers that were actual abusive assholes were respected because they were “men of god”. I was told that people like me, atheists and agnostics, were secretly devil worshipers being nice just to trick them so we could steal their souls. They believed Ouija boards, Dungeons and Dragons, and certain kinds or rock music would bring on the demons….seriously. They believed faith was everything and doubt, questions, needing evidence, or having an imagination were flaws the devil would exploit.

These people would once upon a time have happily stoned a non-believer like me to death. They do NOT need encouragement!

I know, I know. It isn’t still the 1980s, and a micro small town isn’t the whole world. I am sure there are some very religious people out there that haven’t decided shutting off their brains is a proof of faith. I just never seem to get to see my side ever reflected except as characters that need to be “cured” of their lack of faith or figures to be ridiculed. And the religious hardly need MORE fiction to glorify them.

It’s my own fault. I should have researched enough to know that these are loosely inspired by frequently debunked hauntings and feature ultra religious protagonists. But golly, people love these movies and I am kind of out of horror classics to watch. I must jumped in. These weren’t made for me. Give me the original The Haunting or The Innocents or even the original Suspiria any day!

Also, I suppose I just have to accept that certain sorts of horror movies don’t work with me, simply because they rely on a certain level of subconscious belief I’m just not wired for. Oh, sure, jump scares, music that cues you that the big “scary” is coming, and some nice creepy cinematography can make a movie fun for even folks like me. But I am not going to find them “scary”.

It’s like The Exorcist is utterly hilarious (other than the medical scenes, thanks to my phobia) for me, yet most people find is extremely scary. I can’t help it if I don’t get why people take it so dang seriously, I mean spinning heads? It’s silly!!!!!

As for The Conjuring 2, ignoring the anti- skeptic agenda (hard to do) , it’s sooo horror by the book. Like, look at the way the camera moves. Obviously, there is gonna be a **Booga Wooga moment over the shoulder when it swings back. It would at least be startling if they wouldn’t telegraph every single scare moment with music! Yawn. Then it just got eye-rollingly hilarious

For the record I DO find some horror movies, even with stuff I don’t believe in, scary. They just have to work a bit harder, a bit more subtly. And movies with things that COULD be real, like serial killers, I avoid entirely. For instance, I will never, ever, watch The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. The closer to what humans can do, the more frightening.

But this? Not scary, just predictable, increasingly funny…. and annoying. REALLY annoying!

** I use the word for small moments that the makers of a movie or show expect you to find very scary. I call them “Booga Wooga” because many years ago a supposedly reputable main stream news show did a thing on a “real” exorcism. What we actually saw was an obviously mentally disturbed girl being interacted with by people that clearly went in with a strong religious agenda. One of their “chilling” moments involved the supposedly possessed girl saying “Booga Wooga!” Really! Like something a four year old would say after jumping out from behind a tree. The show was a disturbing bit of exploitation of a kid by network tv, and hardly convincing proof of anything the slightest bit supernatural. All it did was make me lose all respect for that program, especially since I think it was still the era of the satanic panic so it seemed extra irresponsible. . And, of course, give me this term.

BOOGA WOOGA!! (Ohhhhh, did I scare you?)

[lilyevanstan1325]

🥀 Falling Apart 🥀

Chapter 7

Stev POV

“Ok, ok.So here we go.It's decided.We can do it, we just have to pay attention and remember the basic rules we have talked about in the last few days”

I sigh, placing my hands on my hips.

I feel nervous.

I'm trying hard to keep my nerve…but it's not easy.

It's absolutely not easy.

Especially when a giggle comes from the back of the room.

Her laugh, captivating and mischievous.

I lift my gaze towards her.

I watch her while, comfortably seated on one of the sofas in the great room where we are, she giggles amused at something Loki is whispering in her ear.

His mouth is so close to her neck that I instinctively grit my teeth in anger, my jaw so clenched it hurts.

It has been going on like this for days now.

Loki seems to have gotten bolder.

He seems to want to constantly point out his possession over her.

And I understand him.

I would have behaved like this too, I would certainly have used every means in my power to mark the territory.

Her curls, always so rebellious, sway sensual touching her forehead, Loki smiles at her, extending his hand to her face and with a finger pushes the black and rebellious locks away and then moves away from her crossing his arms to his chest but never taking his eyes off the sweet face of his beloved.

Lily pulls herself together, bringing her attention back to me, suddenly realizing that she is distracted.

Our eyes touch each other and I, like every single time, immediately take my gaze away from her.

Defeated, I look at the floor beneath my feet.

I don't have the strength.

Since I squeezed her again in my arms, after all these long and cursed years, I can no longer look into her eyes.

Why?

Because from that very moment I realized that I don't have the self-control I need.

I am unable to handle my reactions next to her.

I am unable to handle my feelings for her.

That day if it hadn't been for Nat I would never have been able to let her go.

And despite the hatred I feel for Loki and the anger that boils in my veins, I can't behave like this with Lily.

She loves him, she chose him, and I respect her enough to accept that.

I always just wanted her to be happy and if she is happy now...well, I can't help but watch her still and bleeding being happy again.

Consequently, I avoid being alone with her, staring at her for too long, smiling at her.

I just be polite but with detachment.

I owe it to her.

Even though she broke my heart she is still the woman I have loved most in my life, she is the mother of my children.

She will always be an important part of my life.

The most important.

Tony stands beside me placing his hand on my shoulder.

For a moment our eyes meet and I am sure that in my eyes he can read all the pain that is devouring me from the inside.

It is a bit as if I were sick and the disease was slowly and inexorably devouring me from the inside.

“Cap is right.It will not be easy.Any of us who have had the misfortune of dealing with one of the Stones is almost dead so…”

“Not me” exclaims Scott Lang as he lazily flips through some papers on the table in front of him.

"I commanded one" snorts Lily arrogantly.

Tony rolls his eyes.

Loki points his unnatural green gaze into mine.

"Weak and pathetic Midgardians" he whispers on the edge of his lips, getting an elbow in his side from his brother Thor sitting right next to him.

Lily laughs.

For my part, on the other hand, I feel the bile rising up my throat.

This god literally drive me crazy.

Tony says I'm paranoid, exaggerated, but I swear that every word and every gesture that Loki makes are addressed to me, he clearly does it to hurt me or worse piss me off.

Just like he is doing now.

He's calling me pathetic, weak.

He constantly tries to belittle me in front of Lily's eyes.

"As I said, before the superheroes at the back of the room interrupted me, we must be careful and above all remember not to interact with our past selves"

I nod to Tony's words and however much I want to be superior and disinterested my gaze goes always falling at the back of the room.

Lily is like a magnet that inexorably draws me to herself.

After all, I am a masochist and in the last few days I have been learning to manage the self-inflicted pain so I allow myself to observe her a bit more while the people around me continue to talk.

Words that become only a slight background hum as my eyes drink from the figure of the wonderful creature that was once my fiancée.

Today she is wearing a wide denim shirt and a black leather leggings that hugs her toned legs in a very delicious way.

As she crosses her legs, she raises her arms, bringing her hands to her hair, gathering her curls in her hands, and then letting them fall back wild and messy all around her face.

Layla beside her is telling her something earning a snort from Lily in response.

Layla rolls her eyes, shaking her head and before I can look away from her, Layla realizes that I'm staring at them and she winks at me.

I answer her with a faint smile.

Suddenly a noise behind me catches my attention.

As she passes me she gives me a very sweet smile which I return.

Pepper is entering the door and with a brisk step, followed by the faithful Happy, approaches Tony.

She stops next to Tony who immediately wraps her shoulders with his arm.

“Happy and I are going.Please be careful” she whispers softly as she rests her head on her husband's chest.

Tony grabs her face in his hands smiling at her.

The love that these two people emanate is something so pure, tangible.

Theirs is not just love.

It is devotion.

Complicity.

Tony kisses her gently and then rests his forehead against that of her beloved.

I look away trying to focus on something else.

I know it's absolutely not their fault but their love is too painful to watch.

I too believed I had found something similar and instead I was wrong...

I have always been wrong.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't even notice her approaching.

"Are you all right, hunk?" Natasha whispers at my side making me jump like an idiot, "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you" she giggles amused, placing a hand on my arm.

"It's ok.I'm just a little nervous.Tomorrow morning a difficult task awaits us” I reply trying to be as convincing as possible.

Even if it's not really a lie, it's obvious that I'm nervous about tomorrow but that's not the only reason.

My goodness!

I feel as if my head could explode at any moment, thoughts run wild and frantic in my head like a swarm of crazy locusts.

My friend's piercing green eyes study me closely.

"Are you sure?You know you can talk to me” she murmurs, being careful not to be overheard by the others.

Natasha knows how I feel and she knows the turmoil of obsessive and deleterious feelings that haunt my thoughts.

"That's ok, Nat.Don't worry”

Before my friend can reply we are interrupted by Pepper who comes over to say goodbye.

We exchange a long hug.

The sweet scent of her delicate skin fills my nostrils.

"Please Steve, keep an eye on Tony.That man has an innate ability to get into trouble" she whispers in my ear.

The tone in which she speaks may appear amused in the eyes of the others but I know her well and a note of fear vibrates distinctly in her voice.

When we part, I smile at her.

"I'll take care of him"

She nods and then disappears through the door followed by Happy and Tony.

"Where is Stark's wife going?" Rocket asks in his scratchy voice.

"She's going to the place she was when Thanos snapped his fingers" I reply as I sit in a chair next to Dr. Banner.

"Why?"

The raccoon looks at me not understanding the meaning of my answer.

"First of all, Tony doesn't want her here because it might not be safe here and then if everything goes as it has to go, his children, Steve's children, will appear in the same place where they were last time.There has to be someone waiting for them” Bruce explains.

"It makes sense" Rocket murmurs shrugging his shoulders and satisfied with the explanation he goes back to taking care of some junk which, one at a time, he carefully puts away in a backpack.

For a moment I lose myself observing the people around me.

Rhodey, Barton, Banner, Natasha, Lang, Nebula, Rocket, Thor, Loki, Lily...all the people in this room...

We are the last hope.

If we should fail Thanos will have his ultimate victory.

My gaze, as always, remains glued to the small and graceful figure of Lily.

Her face now looks serious, drawn with worry.

I am more than certain that she is thinking of Bruce's words and of the destination that Pepper is about to reach.

I know she wanted to go, Pepper told me herself.

And now she finds herself torn between her sense of duty and the irrepressible desire to follow her heart.

Follow the heart.

It's something I haven't done for a long time now and I honestly don't think I'm capable of it yet.

Lily sighs and Loki at her side immediately puts himself on alert, observes her and then leans down towards her and whispered something in her ear.

Lily nods and her shoulders seem to shake with a small sob.

I dig my nails into my thighs in anger to keep myself from getting up and rushing to her feet to comfort her.

I sigh full of frustration.

I can't wait for all this to end.

As much as I may love Lily, I can't wait for her and Loki to return to live at the Sanctuary, finally freeing myself from the torture of having to put up with their relationship day after day.

I shake my head in anger because I know it's the truth.

This means that he will live with your children, that he will continue to fuck your woman mercilessly murmurs my conscience.

We will find ourselves being the classic separated parents, we will find ourselves sharing the holidays.

Sharing the children.

While that son of a bitch will have my family to himself.

Ok, I think it's time for me to leave.

I can't stay here a minute longer.

When I'm about to get up Tony joins us again.

His dark eyes scan everyone present.

"Seriously?" I ask with a nervous chuckle.

"So..." he exclaims clapping his hands, "I know it will sound stupid and out of place but I would like to have dinner together” he adds immediately after.

Why do I seem the only one to find that an absurd idea?

"Yep" Tony replies with a smile and to my puzzled face he replies "Oh c'mon, Cap.Don't be a party pooper.Tomorrow will be a difficult day and tonight we all need to ease the tension a bit"

"I'm in" exclaims Nat shrugging.

Layla nods.

Slowly everyone with a widespread murmur accepted Stark's offer.

"Why not?After all, we could die tomorrow” adds Lily, standing up and joining Tony who, laughing heartily, wraps his arm around her shoulders.

"That's the right attitude, little Strange" he teases her.

Enveloped in a cheerful chatter we all head to the kitchen where the large metal table is already set with dozens of pizzas and as many bottles of beer.

Lily and Layla grab one and after a toast they start sipping it with enjoyment.

We all sit and between a word and a laugh we begin to eat quietly.

About an hour later, full of pizza and beer, there were only six of us around the large table.

Me with Tony by my side.

Nat and Layla are in front of us while Lily and Loki are on my right.

All the others have retired to their rooms to rest.

Or to pray.

Tony grabs his beer bottle and brings it to his lips as he laughs at a joke from Natasha.

After placing the bottle on the table, his big dark eyes are fixed on Layla's face.

"So Layla, what's the first thing you do when you get Sam back by your side?"

Layla smiles slyly as her gaze tapers mischievously.

"Sex.Some good, healthy sex” she replies firmly, biting her lower lip.

The beer I'm drinking goes in the wrong way making me cough and blush, I'm sure of it because suddenly I feel an unbearable heat envelop my face.

"Are you all right, Captain?" Lily asks, looking at me with an amused frown.

I am sure that all her boldness comes from the alcohol flowing in her veins at the moment.

"I agree with you" Natasha interjects, preventing me from answering the question that has just been asked.

“I miss Bucky so much but most of all I miss the sex.The sex with him was wow” she continues as she earns a nod of approval from Layla.

"You look embarrassed" continues to tease me Lily.

Giggles arise around me.

"Me?” I snort trying to stop the last spasms of coughing, “I just didn't expect such an answer.She...after all she hasn't seen Sam in five years.I thought maybe the first thing he wanted to do...I don't know...was talking?"

Lily looks me over closely.

Her dark eyes seem to pierce my soul.

"So...when you saw me again, after five years, was your first thought to want to talk to me?" she asks me raising an eyebrow and pointing out the word talk.

I watch her as she folds her arms across her chest, waiting for my response.

Her generous breasts seem to invite me to sink my face into it.

I move nervously in my chair.

Her plump red lips curl in a defiant grin.

But my answer doesn't come as readily as I would have liked so as not to sound like a pathetic idiot.

"Yeah" I whisper avoiding her gaze.

Lily snorts unconvinced.

“You know, you are such a prude, Rogers” she snaps, rolling her eyes.

Natasha makes her gaze bounce between me and Lily, a light shines in her eyes that I don't like at all.

She smiles slyly as she brings the bottle of beer to her mouth and after taking a generous sips she turns to Lily.

“And you, Lily?What did you think when you saw him again after five years?" she teases her.

I kicked her under the table.

Damn Romanoff!

This is a conversation I don't want to take part in.

This is a conversation that really shouldn't be happening.

My friend winks at me and then she turns back to Lily.

Everyone's eyes are on her, even Loki looks visibly amused.

But Lily isn't intimidated.

A captivating smile spreads across her face.

"I wish you had fucked the shit out of me" she replies simply shrugging her shoulders without taking her gaze from mine for a moment.

Slight orange veins shines in her irises black like the night.

She said it as if her words meant nothing.

As if her words weren't having a devastating effect on me.

Loki, beside her, bursts out laughing loudly, throwing his head back.

His reaction makes no sense.

Does he really allow his woman to talk about another man like that?

Doesn't he feel devoured by jealousy, burning and corrosive jealousy?

Lily with total indifference leans forward, towards the table, grabbing her beer and finishing it in one long gulp.

“Whoa.Wild” exclaims Tony, laughing in amusement.

Everyone laughs.

But not me.

I simply can't.

How can she say such a thing?

In front of her new boyfriend?

But above all does she really thinks so or are them just mere words dictated by alcohol?

These and other questions torment me.

How can she play with my feelings like this?

One thing is certain, Tony was right.

Lily is no longer the girl I fell in love with all those years ago and maybe that can help me get away from her once and for all.

"Instead the thing that upsets me is that you two haven't had sex for five years" Tony murmurs thoughtlessly, addressing the two women in front of him.

Layla responds without even thinking about it.

“Why would I have to look for someone else?It's not like breaking up.I didn't leave Sam, he was ripped from me.I can't go on.I don't want to go on”

“Layla is right” Natasha intervenes thoughtfully.

She and Lily exchange a long look.

“A great love cannot be forgotten.The great love is only one" adds Natasha without ever taking her eyes off the green irises like absinthe from Lily's face making her look down.

Now she doesn't seem so sure of herself anymore.

But the words of the former Black Widow struck me too.

A great love is never forgotten...but she forgot about me.

I sigh again, lowering my gaze and slowly estranging myself from everything around me.

In my head Lily's words continue to swirl.

I try in any way not to think about it but my body thinks differently.

The hard and throbbing erection in my pants is proof of this.

Because now, no matter how hard I try not to, the only images my fantasy produces are of me and Lily.

I can't help but remember her beautiful pussy wrapping around my cock.

Her nails that with passion and enthusiasm sank into the flesh of my back.

If I close my eyes I can still feel her warm and accelerated breathing that teases my ear.

Hot memories overlap, bringing to the surface old passions that have never been dormant.

Memories of when I fucked her hard pass in front of my closed eyes, as if the frames of those moments were glued inside my eyelids.

The echo of my name screamed when I took everything she had to offer me reverberating loudly like a gunshot.

Everyone around me continues to laugh and chat amiably but now I can no longer focus my attention on my surroundings.

Both Tony and Nat sometimes try to include me in their speeches but beyond a few murmurs of assent I can't go.

I must go.

I get to my feet and whispering a barely perceptible goodnight I head to my room.

I force myself not to look at her and to go straight to my room, without looking back.

Without paying attention to Tony's voice that call me.

Thank goodness tomorrow, one way or another it will all be over, and I may be able to breathe normally again.

Of course I won't have Lily back by my side and that sucks but if it goes all right I'll get my kids back.

My beautiful and beloved children.

With a sigh of relief I reach my room and with a trembling sweaty hand I open the door.

Once inside I remain motionless for a few minutes, my arms hanging lifeless at my sides.

Suddenly my mind went blank.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know who I am anymore.

I feel lost.

In the blink of an eye, I went back to when I was that weak and sad kid from Brooklyn.

With a heavy step I approach my bed and so, as I had not done for a long time, I kneel beside it and, clasping my hands in front of me, I bend my head in repentance.

“Hi God, it's me.Steve.I know I haven't talked to you in a long time.My life has been falling apart for the past five years.Before, I always addressed my prayers to you, asking you to protect my children.My life partner.I remember that I continually invoked your mercy, that you could extend your hand on the head of my family and protect it from all evil.But then...then I lost everything.And why should I keep begging you?I had nothing left and honestly I didn't care about my own life.But, you know, something has changed in the last few weeks.Maybe we can bring everyone back.And I don't know if my children are there with you...but if there are protect them.Love them.Preserve them.And tell them that their dada loves them and that we will see each other soon”

A tear that burns like lava furrows my face sliding slowly towards my lips.

It had been years since I turned to God but tonight I feel the need.

A desperate need.

Because after all that's what I am, right?

A desperate man ready for anything.

I rub my face vigorously, wiping the last tears that slide from my eyes.

"I know I have no right to ask you anything" I continue, sinking my face in my hands, “But I need you to protect me tomorrow.Protect all my friends.May you protect my sweet Lily.Help her not to lose the way.Help her to always have the strength and love she needs"

I get up and head to my closet to find something to wear for the night.

Although I am more than convinced that I will not be able to sleep tonight.

As I rummage through my old t-shirts, a small silver object catches my attention.

I watch it as I quickly undress, dropping my clothes in a messy pile on the floor and just as quickly putting on my sweatpants and a t-shirt.

And while I perform these gestures in a completely automatic way, an idea takes shape.

I look back at the small metal flask that was given to me years ago by Thor.

According to him, inside there is an ancient Asgardian elixir aged over a thousand years.

I grab it and before I can regret it I head towards the roof of the Compound, away from everything and everyone.

When I get outside, a pleasant breeze graze my face and arms.

Millions of lights illuminate the magnificence of the green space in front of me, in the distance the lights of the city shine like a thousand fireflies.

I sit on the ground leaning my back against a stone wall and without thinking too much I open the flask and bring it to my lips, swallowing a generous sip of this ancient and precious liquid.

Maybe, finally, I too can get drunk for once.

I will be able to feel the lightness of not feeling the pain.

I take another sip with a grimace.

It's really strong, damn it.

And so with my gaze lost among the stars I close the world outside, hoping that the elixir that burns along my throat can give me that oblivion that I yearn for so much.

Lily POV

"You're crazy, witch" Loki teases me, earning a nod of approval from Layla.

I look at them both crossing my arms across my chest.

"Why?What did I say that was so absurd?" I ask, pretending not to understand what my friends mean.

Layla laughs throwing her head back, her black and shiny hair like a silk mantle falls over the edge of the bed where she lies lazily.

Loki, sitting next to her, looks at me with an amused frown.

His green eyes like a spring meadow stare at me curiously, almost amused I dare say.

“Lily, you practically admitted that you want to fuck your ex.Don't you really find it weird?" she says, staring at me intently.

"Are you serious?" the woman in front of me replies after recovering from the excess of laughter, "God, you're more drunk than I thought" she adds, giggling as she lifts herself up resting her weight on her elbows.

In response I snort rolling my eyes.

“First things, I'm not drunk.Not excessively at least.And second things, I was just being honest.That's all” I reply sitting on the windowsill.

From here it is possible to admire a magnificent starry sky.

Living outside the city has its advantages after all.

"My dear Elisabeth, I believe that your sexual abstinence doesn't make you see what happened in the right perspective" intervenes the Asgardian god after a long silence.

I jerked my head, staring at him with my mouth open, unable to reply to his insinuation.

"I...I..." I stammer in bewilderment.

Those who I thought were my friends giggle in amusement, exchanging a knowing smile.

"You suck" I blur.

I get up to reach the bed and stop for a minute to stare at them both.

"Here we are" Layla exclaims, rolling her eyes without ever losing her amused smile.

"The lecture is coming" giggles Loki.

I raise a eyebrow.

"What?" I ask.

“You're about to give us one of your lectures.When you take this stupid pose is because are you going to stun us with your stupid complaints”

Loki immediately gives me the answer I'm looking for.

For the second time in a few minutes I am speechless.

“Which pose?I don't do poses” I reply piqued.

My two friends exchange another complicit and amused glance.

"Hey, you two, stop it" I scold them starting to lose patience.

"You're doing it again" Layla accuses me, pointing a finger at me.

“When you cross your arms across your chest and raise your eyebrow like that it's because you're about to scold us.When you are particularly nervous, you also drum with your right foot” she continues.

I'm about to argue but I freeze.

On my left there is a mirror and when I turn around I see my reflected figure.

Arms crossed, eyebrow that rises dangerously upwards and last but not least the foot tapping nervously on the floor.

I suddenly realize that my friends are right.

I always took this pose when Steve or the kids made me lose my temper.

And apparently, subconsciously I still do it now.

I sigh in defeat, letting my arms fall to my sides and returning my gaze to the people in front of me.

They keep looking at me waiting for an answer.

"I'm not in sexual abstinence" I mutter annoyed at the end.

Loki chuckles.

"Oh Lil, I really think you really want a good and healthy fuck"

"Layla!"

"Oh c’mon!What's up?It is the truth!And you know it too, otherwise you wouldn't have said those words at dinner”

I begin to move uncomfortably, pacing back and forth for a few seconds.

“We all need a fuck in this room…but that's not the point” Loki interjects.

Layla and I turn our gaze to the god.

Loki gets up and goes to the window.

After looking outside for a few moments, he leans his back against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest.

Not a word comes out of his mouth, nothing.

He just stares at me.

His black hair flutters lazily in front of his face moved by the light wind that blows through the open window.

"What would be the point then?" I urges him to get him to speak.

Loki stares at me for another endless minute.

And my patience begins to waver.

"Then?" I hiss as my body stiffens with tension.

"The point is that you still love him and you feel like an idiot.And that makes you angry.Being in love with him still makes you angry.The question is…why?Why does accepting this awareness drive you out of your mind?"

His tone is serious.

In his voice there is all his concern for me.

I watch him feeling defeated.

Is it really that obvious?

Five years ago I left because I was afraid that the anger I was harboring inside me could destroy the wonderful man I had by my side.

Now…now I was convinced that the anger was gone.

That in me there was only the boundless love I felt for Steve.

And instead I was wrong.

When I saw him again all that anger returned.

In the blink of an eye, everything was back to the surface.

The death of my father, of my children, him kissing another woman just two months after our breakup...all the anger that I thought had been forgotten has returned overbearing and devastating.

I tried to stay cold and distant, actually honestly it didn't cost me much because the anger gave me the right charge but then...after the time travel, after seeing what we once were, I collapsed.

And my last defense went down when Steve's strong arms pulled me to his chest, when his warm and sweet lips touch my forehead.

I promise you I’ll do everything to get things back to the way they used to be.I promise you.

His words full of comfort and hope evaporated the anger in an instant.

Like a breath of wind that blows away the fog.

And I had seen hope in his words.

The hope that perhaps there was still room for me in his heart.

They had been a glimmer of hope.

But then everything collapsed, like a sand castle when the unstoppable wave comes and sweeps it away.

With violence.

Devastating.

After that, Steve started ignoring me, avoiding me.

He started acting like I didn't exist.

As if I was a mere piece of furniture.

As if I was nothing.

Nothingness.

And my feelings have changed, in my heart there was no longer room even for anger.

Layla immediately stands up, she grabs my shoulders with her warm hands.

"It doesn't make me angry, Loki" I finally reply after an interminable time, “Maybe I was angry before but now I'm ashamed.I'm ashamed that I still love him so much.I'm ashamed of loving a man who doesn't love me anymore.I am ashamed to still be in love with a man who may never have loved me.And I, like a fool, still love him”

“How can you say this, Lil?You had children together, that must be something"

"Steve was feeling lonely and I was alone.We were two sad souls looking for something, someone to call home.And then did you forget that he kissed someone else?He fell in love with another woman after just two months.You understand it?"

Layla's gaze hardens and she lets me go as if my skin is burning.

"Lil, you left him when he needed you most" she accuses me.

I shake my head, smiling bitterly.

“I was hurt.Scared.I needed to manage the pain in my way.Why is it so difficult to understand?" I yell at her.

“He too suffered.Why the hell should it be so different from how you felt, huh?Why is your pain to be understood while his not?”

“I can't believe it, Layla.Are you really telling me these things?How can you!You know how much I have suffered!You know why I did it.I needed it.I was left alone to wallow in my pain, but what did he do?I came back and he had already moved on.So…as if nothing had happened”

My voice fades as my eyes fill with tears.

Loki tries to reach me but Layla blocks him with a wave of her hand.

“I know I was wrong.And only God knows how much I regret it every single fucking day” I add wearily, squeezing my eyes tight.

I feel Layla getting a few steps closer.

Her hand lifts up to rest with a disarming delicacy on my cheek, her thumb gently caresses my cheekbone.

Slowly I open my eyes.

“I know, I know what you've been through.I was there with you, I am still there and I will always be there.I just want to tell you that you have to go to him and talk to him.Try to understand his pain.Try to understand why he did what he did” my friend of a thousand adventures whispers to me.

A treacherous tear escapes my control, Layla promptly sweeps it away with her thumb.

“You know, I've been telling you this for five years now...often things aren't what they seem”

“They were kissing.What else could it be?" I whisper faintly, I am tired of feeling so sad and lonely.

"I haven't seen her here.Why?If Sharon had been his woman, I'm sure she would have been here, isn't that Loki?" Layla exclaims, turning to seek the support of the man who silently observes us.

“Layla is right.I think you have to give him the benefit of the doubt”

I shake my head at the words of the king of Jotunheim.

“He just wants to keep her safe.Keep her far from me" I burst away from the gentle touch of my friend who despite my abrupt reaction continues to look at me with a look full of affection.

“You can't know this.Do you really want to live your whole life with this doubt?You will soon have your children back, he will continue to be a part of your life.Forever.Like it or not.Do you really want to live like this?Without knowing?With this doubt that will slowly and inexorably devour you like a worm?"

Layla's words take my breath away.

This is something I've always avoided thinking about.

I will never be able to deprive my children of their father, Steve is a wonderful father.

Sweet and loving.

I will find myself seeing him for the rest of my life.

Maybe Layla is right…do I really want to live with this doubt?

I grab my head in my hands.

I feel on the edge of a precipice and no matter how hard I try to hold on I feel that I am about to fall.

My mind is a confused place at the moment.

I don't realize my eyes are closed until Loki's soothing voice urges me to open them again.

“Hey, don't think about it now.Ok?Now we just have to rest, tomorrow will be an important day and when everything is over we could think about the other things.When everyone is come back I will kick your ass myself until I lead you to your handsome captain so you will finally have your chance to clarify.Agree?" Loki accompanies his words with a smile.

Layla beside him has tears in her eyes.

“You know I love you, right?Earlier I didn't want to be mean...it's just that sometimes with you it just need the iron fist to make you stop and think" Layla murmurs regretfully.

I smile at her and without speaking I reach her and hold her in my arms.

She returns the hug.

We both let ourselves go to a short cry.

Once our embrace is released, I gently kiss her cheek.

"Thank you" I tell her then I go to Loki and leave a kiss on his cheek too.

"Thank you both.Thank you for supporting me all these years.I could not have wished for better company” I thank them.

Layla smiles at me with her eyes full of tears.

It was tough for her too.

And in recent years we have supported each other with all our strength.

A snort destroys the atmosphere full of emotion that had arisen.

"Liar" Loki's voice mocks me.

I laugh amused shaking my head.

"What did I say now?"

"I'm sure you would have enjoyed the company of your handsome captain in shiny armor much more"

"You're an idiot, Loki.But don't worry…I love you the same” I reply reaching the door.

"Where do you go?" Layla asks me.

"I go to bed.I want to try to sleep for a few hours” I reply letting myself go to a yawn.

Loki reachs me and wraps my shoulders with one arm.

"I'm going to bed too" he whispers letting himself be infected by my yawn and yawning in turn.

After saying goodbye to Layla and saying good night, Loki and I leave her room.

Together we find ourselves walking along the long corridor that will lead us to our rooms.

The first we reach is Loki's room.

“Goodnight, Loki”

“Are you sure you want to be alone tonight?If you want you can sleep with me.I'll stay on the sofa”

I shake my head smiling.

“I'm fine, Loki.See you tomorrow morning, ok?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure"

His indecisive gaze makes me laugh.

“Really Loki, I'm fine.I thank you and I love you” I murmur kissing his cheek and pushing him towards the door of his room.

Loki smiles at me and a moment later he has already disappeared from my sight.

Sighing heavily I continue towards my room but suddenly a voice from the end of the corridor calls me.

It's dark but I could recognize her voice among a thousand.

Natasha smiles in amusement.

"Nat?" I reach her quickly, "What happens?What are you doing here at this time?" I ask her.

“I was looking for you.I need your help"

"Why?"

"Follow me and you will understand it" replies the former Russian spy without adding anything else, just turning her back on me and starting to walk.

I follow her without investigating further.

It wouldn't help with her anyway.

As we walk I understand our destination.

"Nat, why are you taking me to the roof at two in the morning?"

Natasha doesn't answer me.

She climbs the last flight of stairs and pushes open the heavy metal door.

I continue to follow her now intrigued.

We turn the corner and immersed in the darkness, sitting on the floor, there is a person.

A person that I would recognize even with my eyes closed.

"Steve?" I murmur, approaching a little but without receiving any response from him.

“What is he doing here?Is he sick?Is he hurt?" I ask nervously, turning to Natasha.

In response, she chuckles amused.

Unable to understand what is happening I hurried to reach him and once close to him I kneel besides him.

"Steve?" I call him again, softly brushing his forehead with the tips of my fingers to brush away a few strands of honey blonde hair, but he doesn't open his eyes.

Meanwhile Nat joins me and with the tip of her boot points to an object near Steve's hand.

I reach out to grab it and realize that it is a flask, I smell its contents and my nose wrinkles in disgust.

An acrid and alcoholic smell floods my nostrils making my eyes water.

"What the hell is that?" I cough in disgust.

"Asgardian's liqueur" promptly replies my friend.

My eyes move back and forth between the object in my hands and the unconscious man next to me.

Until I realize...

"Is he drunk?"

Natasha nods.

"How is it possible?I thought that given his super metabolism he couldn't do it?"

Natasha grabs the flask from my hands and brings it under my nose, which promptly wrinkles.

"Apparently Asgardian drinks can do that" she giggles.

I look incredulous at Steve.

Captain America.

The most law-abiding man I have ever met now lies drunk and unconscious on a roof.

A genuine laughter hovers from my chest.

I can't believe it.

Nat joins in with my laugh.

"Ok.We have to take him to his room and make sure he's okay” I murmur as I get to my feet and seek in my mind I begin to look for a solution.

“That's why I was looking for you.I can't do it alone but if you open a portal to his bedroom together we might be able to lift him up and take him to bed”

I nod at her words.

“Yeah, it could work”

God, this whole situation is so absurd that I can hardly believe it even though I'm experiencing it personally.

I try to free my mind and with now mechanical and confident gestures I open a portal that opens onto Steve's room.

Now comes the hard part.

Lift a man 220 pounds 6.2 feet tall.

We both kneel next to him and grabbing each arm we pass it around our shoulders and leveraging all our strength we try to lift him up.

“Damn, Rogers” Natasha mutters through gritted teeth.

Slowly and staggering dangerously we manage to lift him up.

“Well…now we just have to take a few steps.Are you ready, Nat?"

“Yeah” she replies, her voice broken from the effort.

God, I don't think I've ever moved anything this heavy in my life.

"C'mon Steve, collaborate" I spit through my teeth.

Together we drag him and without knowing how we manage to cross the portal and place him on the bed.

Even if place him is not the most suitable words…in practice we have literally thrown him on the bed.

I sit next to him and instinctively, without even realizing it, I begin to caress his forehead.

A sweet smile spreads on my lips.

He has such a sweet expression right now.

His light hair falls messily around his face, a slight hint of beard begins to appear along his defined and sensual jaw.

With my fingers I trace the profile of his face as I have not done for many years now.

“Do you think we should ask for help?Maybe I should call Bruce?" I ask unable to take my eyes off the wonderful man lying next to me.

Nat stands beside me placing a hand on my shoulder.

“I don't think there is a need for it.In a while his body will have already disposed of all the alcohol"

I nod, looking at her sideways and find her staring at me.

"What?" I ask but she shakes her head smiling.

"Nothing.Do you want me to stay here with you?Or if you prefer to go away, I'll stay here with him”

The answer leaves my lips before I can even think about it.

“No, I'm staying.You go”

It's amazing how my heart responded before the mind even had time to think about it.

Natasha smiles at me again.

“I am in the front room.If you need to, don't hesitate to call me”

And so she says she goes away.

I return my gaze to Steve continuing to caress his face sculpted by angels.

The perfect cheekbones, the plump and soft lips, the dimple on his chin.

My hand, timid and hesitant, moves slowly along his neck until it rests on his broad chest as hard as rock.

Old feelings awaken within me.

A knot tightens my stomach.

This man is always breathtakingly beautiful.

A wave of heat starts from my head until it concentrates in the center of my pleasure, a delicious sensation throbs in the middle of my thighs...the desire to be possessed by his masculine body clouds my senses.

I remain lost in old memories for I don't know how long while my hand continues undaunted to trace the contours of this face that I loved so much.

And that I still love.

Much.

Too much.

Suddenly this awareness triggers a strange nervousness that inexorably begins to envelop my bowels.

What the hell am I doing?

What the hell am I thinking about?

I can't get overwhelmed by my feelings like that.

At the moment I have more pressing problems…like what will I do when he finally opens his eyes?

What will I tell him?

Maybe it was a bad idea, maybe Natasha should have stayed by his side.

What if he reacts badly to my presence?

On the other hand, in the last few days he has done nothing but avoid me, maybe he doesn't like my presence.

Ok, this is all wrong.

I absolutely have to go wake Nat and tell her that I can't stay…but before I can get out of bed Steve's long blonde lashes just flicker.

He is waking up.

It is too late now.

With effort and very slowly his lids lift up revealing his wonderful baby blue eyes.

He looks at me like he's not sure I'm really here.

I try to find a semblance of composure and I smile at him amused.

"Welcome back to us, Captain Rogers"

Steve continues to observe me without speaking, his beautiful eyes moving all over my face.

"Are you ok?" I asked, keeping my voice low.

I don't know how it works for a super soldier but the hangover is really a nightmare.

Steve gets up just leaning his back against the pillow and putting his hands to his temples.

I smile again.

"My head" he barely mumbles.

I laugh heartily as I get up and go to his bathroom, I get him a glass of water and a handful of aspirin.

How many will he need?

And above all, will he need them?

Stupid drunk super soldier.

When I go back to the room I find him in the same position in which I left him, now his arms are crossed over his chest.

My eyes automatically fall to his biceps which seem to want to tear the fabric of the blue t-shirt he's wearing.

I swallow empty trying to focus my mind on something else.

I approach with a show of self-control that I don't have and after sitting next to him again I hand him the glass and the pills.

"Take them.You'll feel better” I urge him.

And he, meekly and without arguing, listens to me.

He does exactly what I tell him.

I watch him drink the water greedily and in fact he finishes it in a few seconds.

"Do you want more?"

He nods in response, so I get up and go back to the bathroom.

While the water flows, filling the glass, I observe my reflection in the mirror, studying my face.

Noticing the signs that time begins to leave on me.

Who knows if he still finds me beautiful.

Obviously I am no longer twenty-five years old as when we met, I am now close to thirty-seven and probably no longer as attractive as I used to be.

Time and pain have marked what I have become today and perhaps today's me is no longer the right woman for Captain America.

The water overflows from the glass, wetting my fingers.

"Damn" I murmur as I wiped everything off quickly and come back to Steve.

I hand him the second glass of water and this time he drinks it more slowly.

His eyes continue to be glued to my face, watching me over the rim of the glass.

He already seems to be better than a few minutes ago.

His complexion is more rosy and his gaze is less vacant and more attentive.

Once he's finished drinking I grab the glass from his hand and place it on the bedside table next to us.

After another interminable and deafening minute of silence Steve's voice echoes through the walls of the room for the second time since he opened his eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

I smile bitterly trying to hide the pain his words cause me.

Obviously he doesn't want me here…what the hell am I waiting for to leave?

"You're welcome, cap" I reply, hiding my bad mood badly.

Steve immediately realizes he's been mean to me and I'm sure he's looking for the right words to apologize.

“I…I didn't mean to be rude.I was just wondering how you found me and how we got here” he murmurs shrugging his shoulders and nodding his head to the room around us.

“Natasha found you unconscious on the roof.She asked for my help to bring you here”

I wish I could stay serious but I can't.

A smile spreads on my lips.

“I can't believe I'm going to say this but…you were really inconsiderate Steve.You could have hurt yourself.What the hell is wrong with you?"

And if my words at the beginning had an amused tone at the end of my sentence they are full of anger.

Steve rolls his eyes.

"I'm just passed out, it's nothing" he mumbles looking everywhere but not at me.

His reaction drive me crazy.

Without thinking twice I get up but promptly Steve grabs my wrist wrapping it with his huge hand.

We look at each other intensely, eye to eye.

"I'm sorry.You're right.I've been a complete idiot.It's just...it's just that I wanted…”

Steve stops.

He seems to have difficulty expressing what ails him right now.

"What is it, Steve?Please, talks to me” I beg him.

The tormented look of him is torture for me.

Gently I sit next to him again, to let him know that I will not go away.

That I am here.

Steve lowers his gaze and without letting go of my wrist he starts caressing it with his thumb sending me bursts of pure adrenaline all over my body.

“I just wanted to be fine.Even for a few hours.I wanted to forget all the pain” he whispers without looking up.

His words are like a slap in the face.

Is this what Steve Rogers has become?

Did I really have the power to destroy such a good man?

I feel guilty, I feel terribly guilty.

I look down too, placing my gaze on our joined hands.

Slowly Steve lets go of my wrist and when I already feel my skin burning from the lack of his touch, his hand slips into mine, intertwining his large, calloused fingers with mine.

It's a good feeling but also extremely painful…painful because I know it's already going to end.

“Five years…”

“I know, Steve.I'm sorry”

I slowly look up and completely unprepared find a pair of blue eyes like lapis lazuli fixed on me.

"There is one thing I want you to know" he whispers.

And although his words are only a faint whisper they ring deafening in my head.

Here we are.

Here we are at the moment I feared so much...he is about to tell me that he loves someone else now.

Trying to gain some self-control, I interrupt him.

"I know it.I know what you want to tell me.No need, Steve.That's okay”

His eyes blaze wild at my words leaving me stunned.

“That's the point, Lily.You don't know.You don't know nothing.If only you had waited…if only you had waited a second longer you would have found out the truth”

He accuses me almost angrily.

His change of mood catches me off guard.

I didn't expect his anger.

"What are you talking about, Steve?"

He shakes his head letting go of my hand.

"I know you saw me kiss Sharon"

How the hell does he know?

I really don't think he saw me that day.

"I found out a few days before seeing you again.If I had known this before…but it doesn't matter anymore” Steve replies shaking his head at my questioning gaze.

His hand gently intertwines with mine again.

There is frustration on his face.

The same feeling that darken my heart at the moment.

We both remain silent.

Silence that I can no longer hold.

"What do you want from me?"

I demand defeat by slipping my hand out of his grasp.

I get up nervously looking for a way out of this fucking situation.

Steve gets up in turn, surprisingly agile for someone who just a few hours ago had collapsed drunk.

I try to reach the door but Steve's big body comes between me and it.

“It was she who kissed me.I rejected her immediately.She confessed to me that she still loves me.She knew about our breakup and thought she might have a chance.But I immediately put her in her place.I told her that I still loved my wife and that there could never be a future for us”

I shake my head, smiling in amusement.

“We never got married, Steve.I was never your wife"

"You always have been to me.You always will be”

Steve steps forward as I panicked and take a few steps back until I feel the bed behind my legs.

"How could you have thought that I forgot about you so quickly?"

His words are accompanied by a wounded and incredulous expression.

I look around thinking of a way to escape from here.

Run away from him.

Run away from this discussion.

I can't run all my life.

You can't run away forever the voice of my conscience presses me...and it's right.

Tonight will be the final night.

I take courage and look him in the eye.

“Because it would have made sense.After what I did to you, you would have had every reason to move on…and I would not have hated you.I never could have done it.I loved you so much that I only wanted your good"

"Have you ever thought that my good was you?"

“No Steve.I couldn't stay.I needed to go away"

"You blamed me for what happened!"

"What?What do you mean?"

"This is not true!" I exclaim offended, "I left because it was my fault!" I scream catching him off guard.

I rub my face with my hands, moving like an animal that feels hunted.

"It was my fault.I couldn't defeat Thanos”

“I couldn't either”

I shake my head.

“You just don't understand…it was me, Steve!I voluntarily gave him the Stone!If I hadn't done it...”

“If you hadn't done it he would have killed you and he would have taken it anyway” Steve tells me, approaching and grabbing my arms and squeezing them tightly.

“But I could fight.As you did, as all the others did, even paying with their own life...and instead I gave up.I surrendered to Thanos.I gave up on you”

I immediately regret saying that.

Steve's hand grip tightens.

He hurts me but at the same time I don't want him to let me go.

Pain makes me feel alive.

His eyes cross through my soul while for short and intense moments they stare at my lips as if he wanted to devour them.

Or maybe it's just my imagination.

“I failed, Steve.I have failed on everything.I failed like Avengers.I failed as a mother, I didn't protect my children.I failed as a partner.I am a disappointment for everyone” I continue feeling by now that the dike banks around my heart have totally collapsed.

“Don't say that, Lily.You are the strongest woman I have ever known.You are loyal, devoted.You are a true force of nature.You are a perfect mama.I am proud of you.I am proud of who you have been and how you have become today.Today I found a strong woman, self confident.I will always be proud of you”

His hands slowly rise from my arms to my neck.

In a light caress they move until his fingers gracefully wrap my face.

"I have to ask you a question"

I nod unable to answer.

In my ears only the deafening roar of my heart.

I stick my nails into the palms of my hands to keep it from clinging to the delicate fabric of his t-shirt.

We are so close that the smell of him, that unmistakable smell of laundry soap sun and leather, fills my nostrils, confusing my thoughts.

"Do you really love Loki?"

"Why do you ask me that?"

Would that change anything?

Because that's what this is about.

What would change between us?

"Because I love you.I love you enough to want to see you happy.And if he's the right one, I'll accept him.I will try to move on, I will try to have a good relationship with Loki for you and for our children”

I widen my eyes in disbelief.

What did he just say?

It can't be true…I must have imagined.

"You...you what?"

Steve smiles sadly.

"I still love you.I've never stopped” he admits candidly with a faint smile.

Completely in shock, I raise my hands and grabbing those of the man in front of me, I move them away from my face.

I shake my head trying to clear my head.

And then...then it all happens very slowly.

What the fuck you gotta clear up you idiot!He just told you he loves you!Tell him too.Tell him how you feel!!! my conscience screams but only some disjointed babble comes out of my mouth.

The twinkle in Steve's eye fades and his smile fades to disappear.

He puts his hands in his pockets and looking at his feet he murmurs “Ok, ok, that's okay.I…I need a shower”

He slowly turns around and as if the ground is missing under his feet he staggers to the bathroom door.

Low shoulders.

In front of my eyes I have a defeated man.

When his hand is on the doorknob, he talks to me again but without turning around.

“I want you weren't here when I get back” he whispers with a breath of voice.

And so he says he disappears from my sight.

I remain numb staring at the door from where Steve has disappeared, listening to the muffled sounds that come from behind it until they are replaced by the roar of the water.

What the hell am I doing?

I've been dreaming of this moment for five long years...

Why am I standing here like a stupid?

What the hell is wrong with me?

Why couldn't I tell him that Loki is just a friend?

That it's just the person who helped me not freak out because of the pain?

Why do I keep inflicting, inflicting on both of us, this unbearable pain?

And so letting myself be guided by instinct, silencing reason for once, I reach the bathroom door and with a good dose of courage I grab the handle and open it.

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Should chivalry still be practiced in this day and age?

A combination of qualities expected from an ideal knight, especially courage, honor, courtesy, justice, and readiness for the weak is the main idea of chivalry. It was known as the ideal behavior of men towards women. It dates back to the 11th to 12th century when it was developed as a code of honor for the knights at war. While people in the past used this to set ground rules for knightly behavior, people today view it as a trait to appreciate in people you meet. Should it still be practiced in this day and age even if the reason it was created is now irrelevant to our situation today? Yes.

When acts of chivalry are done only by men in the past, practicing these today can make it valid for everyone to do. Women and non-gender conforming individuals can be chivalrous too. There have been many changes in how we treat women in the 21st century. Society learned that when we treat people equally, no matter what gender they are, we feel seen and recognized for what we can do. Therefore, these “roles” of chivalrous men can dissolve into a ubiquitous influence from anyone. An example could be just voluntarily opening the door before someone enters. It does not have to be a man or woman, that said, you can be chivalrous to anyone thus, anyone can be chivalrous too. Though, don’t feel forced to practice it, for it is not a ground rule or requirement we must have like the knights in the past. However, we can all do our best to show it in ourselves. People today need the chivalric values of mercy, justice, and humility to be seen around them because when these are met, people can do so much more and feel recognized for how they are. This encourages them to make a better impact on their surroundings as well. It helps to create a polite atmosphere in society that help people progress in their careers and personal relations. This is supported by the fact that violence is on the rise today and respect for others can be a foreign language to some people. Practicing chivalry can make people feel warmth around you and build up their trust when it comes to knowing how you act.

Even so, I did think that chivalry infers inequality. It undermines women’s performance and well-being when the treatment they get shows benevolent sexism. It can also make us ask: “If men do not do this for other men, why do it for women?” In our time today, considering that women are now accepted as equals to men—chivalry, therefore, does not apply to men only, but to people of every gender. It is now a quality anyone can have and everyone can receive. I understand that some might say it is outdated or old-fashioned to still follow it today since this was based on the idea of women being inherently weaker, that they require a man’s aid or protection to function day-to-day. This practice comes from the past, granted that it can change through time. Nevertheless, having this good value is a timeless trait as it takes note of our morals.

Chivalry can be seen to be a misogynistic attitude that insults women or anyone—leaving them thinking that they are belittled and unable to do the task before them. However, both feminism and chivalry value respect when you view them as a whole. When we attempt to be chivalrous towards some people, they may not look at it that way and find it as uncomfortable. This should be a reminder that we should know when to stop when people are signaling that they feel uncomfortable.

I do believe that chivalry should still be practiced in this day and age because it can make a positive difference in everyone's life by bringing it back with a new purpose. People who can attain it cannot be limited to only men anymore but everybody. It is not a must nor a prohibition but an option to improve how you respect people around you.

[fuck-customers]

Since I work in an ER now, and these issues come up frequently, I’m here to give you all some tips on how to make your ER visit easier for you and everyone else

(This is partly meant to be funny and partly meant to get some venting out, but I do have some things that I think are genuinely good information, so hopefully everyone who reads this gets something out of it)

1. Do not bring a bunch of people with you to the ER. Not only can we not let everyone in, but it’s just annoying to have a bunch of other people taking up room in the waiting area. My hospital has certain rules about how many people can come in and stay with you in the ER at one time, partly due to Covid, and partly due to the fact that our rooms are small and nurses/doctors need to get in and out of there often. Unless you’re literally about to die, most times we can only let in two people at once, and even that’s usually only reserved for underage patients who’s parents want to be with them. In many cases we only allow one visitor back at a time, and then if your other visitors want to see you we have to make you switch out back and forth. So having like two people with you is fine, but you absolutely do not need your entire family/friend list to come see you

2. If you are waiting to visit a patient, please be quiet and respectful in the waiting area. No one wants to hear you being loud talking to your friends/family, or playing videos on your phone, or what have you. Everyone in the waiting room is there because someone they care about is sick/hurt in the ER. No one is having a good time. Just be nice.

3. Some hospitals still require patients/guests to wear masks inside the building, which means the employees have to ask you to put on a mask. I promise we’re not doing it to annoy you, and we hate asking you even more because we know some people get really upset and aggressive about not wanting to wear one. Just put one on. You can take it off when you’re in the ER room, we mostly just want you to wear it when walking around halls and such, since hospitals can have all kinds of things floating around that could make you sick (regardless of how much we clean, which we do after every patient, that’s just how hospitals are since we deal with sick people every day in small quarters).

4. We cannot give out any patient information over the phone!! This is a huge HIPAA violation, and we need to be super careful about patient privacy. Often the most we can do is tell you if a person is currently in our facility, and we can only do that after you give us their full name. If you need to reach someone or ask them questions about their care you should always try to contact them personally first.

5. Similarly, we cannot give out medical advice over the phone. If you call to ask about what to do because x happened to you, we will simply tell you that if you feel it’s severe enough then you should come in. We can’t advise how to treat, we can’t tell you what we think you should do, nothing.

6. Listen, we can’t say anything to you about this, but as some friendly advice: stop coming to the ER for non-emergency situations. You should try everything possible that you can at home before coming to an ER. For example, if you have sinus pressure and you’re not sure if it’s an infection, or allergies, or a cold, you should probably try some allergy pills or cold medicine first. Did you test positive for Covid and now you feel sick? Unfortunately that’s what happens when you have Covid, stay hydrated and rest and stay home, because we can’t do anything for you. Stomach hurts? You might be constipated, try taking some stool softener and a laxative because that’s what we’ll do for you in the ER, except you’ll have a huge bill attached for it. I’m not saying this to be mean or rude or belittle anyone. Just saying to please remember that hospitals have limited space and cost a lot of money. If you’re coming in because you stubbed your toe you could be taking a space from someone who really needs it, and even with insurance you may still have to meet a deductible or pay copays.

7. All of the above being said, if something is seriously wrong then absolutely come to the ER. Are you having chest pains that you’ve never had before? Come in. Does your abdomen feel like someone shot you? Come in. Were you in a vehicle accident? Come in, even if you don’t think the accident was that serious. It’s better to be safe than sorry, and if you need us then we are here to help you.

8. An ER is not a replacement for regular medical care with a standard provider. Trust me, I know not everyone can afford to regularly go to see a doctor and get preventative treatment. But in some cases there really isn’t anything we can do to help. If you’ve had a long term problem that requires continuing care, then we can’t do much aside from treat immediate symptoms. If you need ongoing medications we aren’t able to prescribe them for you for as long as you might need. We’ll do everything we can for you while you’re here, but sometimes our scope of assistance is limited.

9. We will have to ask you questions, some of which may be uncomfortable for you to answer. We’re not trying to embarrass you, simply trying to get as much info as possible to help you properly. No one is judging you when you come in here. Personally, I always try to keep my tone light when having to ask a sensitive question, and I know a lot of the nurses do the same, but sometimes tone doesn’t come across well. Just answer honestly and it’ll be over soon. (This also goes for illegal activity, such as taking drugs; we’re not going to report you or anything, we just need to know because if we need to give you something it could negatively interact with whatever you took and harm you)

10. Don’t be coming to visit people in the hospital (meaning people who are inpatients and may be on the regular hospital floor for a while) past 10pm. Some hospitals have rules about when people can visit, but mine doesn’t really seem to care. But just because we don’t have rules in place for visiting hours doesn’t mean we want you around super late with patients. Not only can it bother other patients on the floor who are trying to rest, but as the clerk it’s my job to take you down to the floor and let you in, and that prevents me from watching my station in case someone needs to check in. Also I have chronic pain, it’s hard for me to walk around, I do not want to take your ass down to the floor for you to visit someone at fuckin 2am (that’s just me venting though)

11. If you are going to visit someone, and you have seen that I, the clerk, have to leave my station and walk you to the floor and let you in with my badge, DO NOT KEEP LEAVING AND COMING BACK EVERY TEN MINUTES. In fact, don’t leave and come back more than like one time, period. If you leave once to get food for yourself/the patient, or need to get some stuff for the patient from their house, or whatever, that’s fine and we understand. But if your ass is walking out two or three times an hour and I gotta keep letting you in, it’s fucking annoying. Be respectful to the employees, I have more things to do than just walk you around the hospital.

12. I get asked this a lot, so I figure it’s good to mention here in case anyone needs the clarification. There is a difference between Urgent Care and Emergency Room. In the UC you’ll typically have less wait time than in an ER, and usually your bill will be much lower. However, a UC also has limited abilities of what they can do for you versus an ER. Small things like X-rays, labs, splints, etc. can be done in the UC. But for more serious things, like severe bone breaks, sharp chest/abdominal pains, and certain types of lacerations you need to come to an ER because we have more resources to treat those things, like CT and MRI machines, EKG readers, etc. You can always try a UC before an ER to see what your next course of action should be.

13. Almost all hospitals have a case worker to help you with social services. Are you suicidal? Do you want to get into rehab or addiction counseling? Our case workers can help you with those things! They can often help set up appointments for you with therapists and rehab centers, and there are even times where they can help you get rides home, or get to a safe area if you’re in danger. Never be afraid to ask for a case manager, they are there specifically to help you

14. Most hospitals also have financial advisors who can help with medical bills. Our hospital specifically has someone who can help you apply for financial aid, or assist in applying for state insurance and backdating it to cover your recent appointment. These financial advisors can also help you get your bill lowered and/or set up payment plans. Medical bills can be scary, but they don’t have to be! Always ask for financial help if you need it.

15. Last one (at least for now), this is just something I get angry about: STOP CALLING AMBULANCES BECAUSE YOU SEE SOMEONE ASLEEP ON A BENCH OR THE GRASS OR WHATEVER. Homeless people exist. They can’t always find a safe, comfortable place to sleep, so they may just plunk down in a park on the grass for a while, or try to stretch out on a bench. Sometimes people get drunk and just pass out somewhere. They don’t need to be embarrassed by having ambulances and police called on them just for sleeping. If the person is breathing and you don’t see any blood anywhere then they’re probably fine. And yes, they can refuse treatment from the ambulance, but it’s still jarring and embarrassing for them, and then they have to find somewhere else to rest (if that’s what they’re doing).

Sorry this was so long, a lot of this was just me being annoyed, but like I said I think some of this is genuinely helpful info and I hope it gave y’all some insight into the ER world

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