#this got so sad and cute towards the ending i wanna cry

[nkogneatho]

Toji has never once shown his vulnerability towards the scar he has on his lips. He never even talks about them. But you know he is somewhere insecure about it when he stops and stares in the mirror while shaving, green eyes scanning the scar. Or when he purposely rests the right side of his face in his hand so the palm hides it. He thought he was being subtle with it, but you noticed. You noticed how deep down he was scared to even talk about it, let alone wear it with pride. That scar was a nightmare and he hated how it was visible to him, to everyone in the most obvious place.

"Toji?" you cooed from behind, walking into the hall while he was watching TV.

"Yes, baby?"

"I bought a new gloss, and i want to test if it's transfer proof."

"Don't know what that is but c'mere, lovie. Sit on my lap while you do it." You smiled and plopped yourself on his laps. Before he could finally look at you, you pressed your tinted glossy lips at the end of his lips where the scar settled.

he tried opening his lips to catch yours but you didn't really kiss his lips. he was so confused why you were pecking one spot.

*one peck. two peck. three peck. smooches tightly*

"D'ya know? I love this." You ran your thumb over the skin. "It makes me realize how strong you are, Toji. Sooo strong. Please don't hide it. It makes you look more handsome." He couldn't form words. The sudden love bomb opened a can of bad memories. Yet, oddly, he was comforted by your words. For a man so big, he was still weak over you and your love. Because you determined his vulnerability. Which is why your relationship was perfect. He is not the kind of man to be vocal about his issues but you read him like an open book. You understand him before he even has to spell it out.

Toji rested his forehead against yours, inhaling and exhaling with his eyes closed. God. He feels so in love, it kills him. What would he do without you? Everyone picked his flesh till it was just his heart exposed in the dirt, still struggling to beat. But you found it. Not to pick anymore flesh(there was none left). But to rip open your ribs and keep that heart locked in you forever. Safe and sound.

[fcknstar]

,, double life "

pairings : gf!ethanlandry x fem!reader ( elysia )

summary : what happens if he wants you safe?

content warnings : violence, stalker-like

**lowercase intended**

it wasnt like ethan was insecure or anything. he just didnt like the way others would constantly go to you despite countless of threats. why would they go to you for help if they didnt like you. 

ethan juggled his double life, needing to be in places at once. over time, he felt the need to watch you get home safely before attacking anyone. of course it was difficult, having to end someones life and 'be' at econ the next second. but he manages. he doesnt know how you would react to him being ghostface, despite knowing your interest in serial killers. 

ethan and you were relatively close, ethan the quiet and shy kid who did nothing but mind his business. and you, an outgoing person who wanted one to feel like they didnt have to hide anything. that was what ethan hated about you, you were so friendly. too friendly for his liking. he didnt want to kill unnecessary of course, because quinn thought it was him being weak. 

ethan and you arranged a meet up to get lunch together like youd usually do, but it shocked him when you turned him down last minute, having styled his hair the way you liked it. 

" eth, im sorry but i gotta help out andy. he has this problem and needs me- you okay? " his once bright and doe eyes switched. it wasnt inviting to say the least. 

" yea go ahead. seems like that guy really needs you, so how bout you dont make him wait. " 

" sorry eth, ill make it up to you. " you tiptoed and presses your lips onto ethans cheeks. you are one to be very affectionate to others, which was another trait ethan hated. 

who, who in this campus or city have felt your lips? ethan wanted you to only kiss him, have your last breath with him. 

watching you walk away, he couldnt help but sulk. why did you sudden turn him down, and was andy that important that you had to leave ethan stranded. 

" told you she was a waste of time. its better if we just kill her off so you dont go crying to daddy about your sad love story. " quinn didnt look up from the book she was currently reading. she found it amusing, how one person, one girl can change a guy entirely. 

" lay a finger on her for a surprise, quinn. " ethan stopped his pacing, angry that quinn would even suggest such a thing. 

" oh i love surprises! " quinn cheered. 

★

ethan was in his shared dorm, viewing your instagram story that was filled with pictures of you smiling. you smiling with that bitch andy. of course he would get angry, the only guy you ever posted other than him was chad and your family. andy? andy. youve got to be kidding, ethan thought. 

he trusted you of course, but not andy. 

★ 

andy seemed more touchy with you, seeing you take a shot of alcohol before encouraging andy to take some. andy just shook his head and brushed your hair behind you ear. ethan saw something in andys eyes that you probably couldnt. after standing outside the bar, pretending to be waiting for someone, he saw you and andy getting ready to leave. as if on cue, he acted like he was passing by when he saw you two. 

" eth! what are you doing here? you look cute tonight- " 

" hey ethan. "

" i was just passing by. come elysia, ill get you to sam- " ethan was rudely interrupted by andy. 

" dont sweat it, i can bring her. " 

" i feel that it is safer if shes with me. " ethan snapped back. from afar, he sees quinn shaking her head disapprovingly. 

" come on man, i can- "

" andy, i wanna go with ethan. " sighing in defeat, he lets go of you. you lost your balance but ethan caught you. 

" whatever man. " 

" you alright? can you walk? " ethan layed his hands on your shoulders to examine you. 

" eth, you worry too much! can we go now, m very tired. " ethan nodded, watching how quinn is still standing, studying you and ethan. 

ethan doesnt have a choice but had to walk towards quinn as that it the direction of your dorm. 

" hey angel! " quinn said, walking up to you, eyes darting to ethans arm that was wrapped around your waist. smiling with a glint of mischief in her eyes, she started. 

" you shouldnt be out with random people. who knows what could have happened if they were the ghostface killer everyones talking about? " 

" quinn- " quinn shrugged, challenging ethan. 

" eths here, i trust that he can protect me. " halting at a traffic stop, quinn sighed, knowing that shits not true. 

" ely, you know better to trust anyone after what happened in woodsbro. plus, you know what they say, keep your enemies closer. " that made you turn to quinn, eyes squinting in disgust. it was as if ethan knew what you were going to say, so he spoke for the both of you. 

" its not nice to bring up someone's past quinn. " green light flashed quinns face, indicating that you were able to start walking as the vehicles stopped for you. 

" what, am i wrong? " ignoring quinn, ethan quickened his pace and wrapped his hand tighter around you. 

he knew quinn was driven by madness. having lost her brother that was killed by your best friend. since sam killed the person she cared about, quinn wanted sam to feel how it feels to lose hers ; tara and you. 

★

the next day, you thought about what quinn said. it made sense but you knew you could trust your friend group. quinn was probably just looking out for you, you thought. you and quinn had a good relationship, or so you thought. quinn would come to you for advices or even when she had to spill a gossip. 

screams filled the void as your eyes darted to quinns room. mindy stood up quickly, rebuilding her guard that she destroyed for the friend group. there was no way someone could have sneaked, the doors having about five locks and the apartment was on the third floor, with no fire escape. 

then there was silence. nobody dared to make a move and senses heightened. the door swung open, revealing ghost face throwing quinns body in front of you. everyone screamed, scrambling to find a zone where they felt safe in, but it was impossible when ghost face could easily find you. rushing to the bowl where held all keys, you realized it was empty, signaling that there was no way out. 

wanting to defend yourself, you ran to the kitchen where a frustrated sam threw the knife holder. it was empty. no knives whatsoever. fuck. sam ran towards you, not realizing that you were in her way. ghost face swung his knife missing sam by an inch. a wet sounds was heard when sam realized that the knife had cut your arm. 

screaming in pain, you ran after sam, trying to find somewhere safe to hide. ghostface - ethan - realizing that he had hurt you, felt worried, but had to throw that feeling aside as he had to at least kill someone. 

anika pushed the drawers in front of the door with the help of chad after getting stabbed by ghostface. sams newfound boyfriend, danny, pulled his ladder through his window and onto yours. 

" you gotta climb! sam, im here! just look at me, focus on me! " sam breathed, calming herself down. 

the pounds on the door got worst as ghostface tried to budge the door open. seeing that mindy was holding it back, you ran to her aid. 

" l, its not safe, just go! " 

" fuck you if you think imma leave you. " mindy smiled through pain and her suffering, her nightmares chasing after her.

" go mindy! " mindy shook her head, not wanting to leave you. 

" anika needs you, mindy! go! " mindy was feeling hopeless, she didnt want to leave her girlfriend and her best friend that she considered her sister. 

nodding, she ran to anika. 

" anika i need you to climb, okay? " mindy held anikas tear stained face who had fear in her eyes. death was just on the other side of the door, she knew she couldnt make it. 

" mindy you go first, please mindy. " she cried. 

not wanting to fight any further, mindy pressed her lips onto anikas, afraid that this might be the last considering her injuries she sustained. 

when it was anikas turn, she looked at you.

" elys, you should go- "

" anika! you go first please. i can hold this son of a bitch back. " you found a dumbbell, you thought that could be used as a weapon if ghostface attacks. ethan hated that you were selfless, risking your life for others when he should be the one risking his life for you. 

anika was barely in the middle of the ladder when ghostface managed to open the door. you were pushed forward by impact. adrenaline was pumping harder, so you lifted the dumbbell and aimed at ghostfaces mask. a groan could be heard from behind the mask. satisfied with such noise, you continued hitting ghostface in the face until anika was able to reach the other side safely. once ghostface was stunned, you ran to the window and began climbing it when your leg got pulled. 

your head landed with a thud and sam called out to you. 

ghostface then pushed the ladder off your windowsill and shut the window, leaving you trapped with him. 

all they could see from such a small view was ghostface lifting his knife, landing it right where they thought you were. there was a scream and they knew then and there you were gone. sam cried out, having to lose another loved one. ghostface stood up, head slightly tilted as he walked out of the room. 

★ 

" i had econ! " ethan defended himself. 

" i was in the studyhall with a thousand of students, you can ask them! " chad let go of ethans collar when chad sighed. 

" wheres ely? " eyes running through the group. " and quinn? "

" she- theyre dead. " chad knew about ethans jnterest in you and felt devastated for his friend. but it was for the better as he knew if ethan was there to witness your killing, he wouldnt be able to take it all in. 

" fuck.. no.. no. " ethan dropped to his knees as he couldn't believe what he heard. mindys guess of him being ghostface faltered. unless it was a pity act. and it was, because he knows that youre safe. 

★ 

waking up with a headache, you felt light weight. you jolted up think you were dead. 

" youre not dead you know? " it was ethan. he was sitting by the foot of the bed watching you with intense eyes. 

" where are we, eth? " glancing around the unfamiliar room. 

" how are you feeling, l? " ethan ignored your question, not bothering to answer. he doesnt know how to explain what happened. 

" eth, im being serious, where are we? " ethan wanted it to be just you and him. when you tried to move off the bed, a cold bar came in contact with your wrist. 

a cuff. 

" eth, whats going on? " no answer. 

" ethan? "

" ethan landry? " he saw how your eye brows creased, wanting an explanation. 

" i need you safe here, ive hurt you already and thats enough for me to keep you safe. youre safe with me. im all you need. " ethan was rambling. 

what? he hurt me? looking at your arm that was bandaged, you connected the dots. 

" you're not- " 

realization filled your eyes as it darted toward ethan. 

" what? are you scared of me now that im ghostface? are you going to run away when you know damn well i can protect you better than anyone can. " 

[stuckwthem]

hii could you do joseph quinn comforting you after watching the finale pls😭😭😭😭

hell yeah!!! i'm so happy with this request but makes me wanna cry so bad 😭 hope you like, love xx

joseph comforting you after watching the finale | fluff

t/w: SPOILERS AHEAD. eddie's d word.

summary: joe trying to cheer you up after watching the finale.

authors note: really hope you like it! requests are open! i'm so sorry if is trashy :/

p.s: english isn't my first language.

i felt the need to put this fucking photo and bless y'all eyes. god i'm so in love.

you never thought that you could cry so much over fictional characters until stranger things 4 came out. you were having one of the biggest breakdowns in your life while eddie was dying and just couldn't stop crying until the end of the episode. you finished it absolutely sobbing, mumbling some words about how unfair all of that was. 

you could see some tears running on joseph face too, but by the fourth time you were replaying eddies and max's deaths he started to chuckle. his hands were on your hair as your head is laying on his leg, stroking slowly the whole time. you turned your head to look at him, offended with how much he started to laugh. he stared you back in absolut awe, thinking how cute you looked with a red nose.

"i can't believe they did this." you exclaimed, lifting up your body and sitting by his side on the sofa. a hiccup left your mouth and you felt more ridiculous as he smiled.

"oh hun, i can't believe you are crying this bad!" he says with a soft tone, hiding a smile, tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear. 

”did you watched it? of course i'm devasted! i mean, they're just kids! eddie didn't deserve it!” you whined, looking at him with disbelief. 

he also had a sad expression and tears in his face all the time while watching it, you could see how much this role had affect him. it was possible to see how proud he was by the glow in his eyes. you felt like your chest could explode with so much pride.

"plus, it was almost to like…watch you die." you almost whisper, a bit ashamed with how emotional you could get towards him. he looked at you worried, frowning, not wasting any time to hug you. 

joe has big arms, a soft chest and loving hands so when he cuddles you against his body everything seems to calm down inside you. you rest your head on his neck curve, sniffing. 

"wait, no, darling, are you kidding me? i'm right here, see? blood and flesh and i ain't going nowhere. it's okay, we're good" his british accent gets so heavy when he is caught by surprise and right now you just wanna melt with the vibration his voice makes as you're laying in his chest. "and don't worry, i'll make sure eddie has metal and d&d wherever he are"

joseph grabs your hands when you lift your head to look at him with a pouty face. he is trying to not laugh, so the upside down smile he gives makes you smile with him. joe brings your hands up to his lips, kissing the back of both of them, looking into your eyes with most careful gaze. he just keeps there, holding you for at least thirty minutes as you don't stop rambling about how good actors those kids are and discussing all theories that came into your mind. joe just nods and add comments between your monologue, slowly starting to rant with you.

"but the kas theory is the best one" he says, with widening eyes, totally deluded as he happily talks non-stop about eddie, with passion in his eyes. "c'mon, that kid as a vampire? would be mental!"

"hm mrs. quinn, you're getting too excited with this idea, got something to share with the class?" you murmur, suspiciously. he smirks at you, denying with his head.

"hey, i'm just saying" the curly-head shrugs, raising hands in surrender. you squint your eyes at him and joe laughs at your distrust "you know, i kinda like the ideia of being a vampire" 

his tongue walks through inside his cheek, holding a teasing smile. you breathe in heavily, feeling a little dizzy and euphoric with only the ideia. 

"oh yeah?" your shoulders push him playfully, and for a moment is possible to see the unknown glimpse that passes through his eyes.

"you know what?" joseph asks, leaning towards you. a strong scent of soap and a after bath lotion entering your nostrils, intoxicating your sistem. "you would be my first victim"

you don't even have time to protest when he attacks your neck, kissing the sensitive area frantically. his lips move up to your jaw and then your face, leaving a kiss on every speck on your cheeks. your chuckles mixed with his echoes on his apartment, just like the sweet nothings both of y'all say between the burst of laughter.

"feel better, gorgeous?" he asks, pulling his face a bit back from yours when he stops, just to have a better look of your tearful and red face, analysing every aspect of it. 

you nod with a soft grin and he smiles back, hugging you again before cupping the sides of your face in his big hands, squeezing gently your cheeks.

"i'll make us a cup of tea" and then he presses a delicate kiss on the top of your nose, leaving you in absolutely awe.

[maxislvt]

Low Blows

Summary: After what happened between you and Carol, Wanda makes a plan to help you cheer up. Though she denies

Warnings: Smut, vaginal fingering, shitty relationships, sorry to the vision enjoyers

A/N: I'm very sorry to those who were interested in this series only to watch it flop and die in the span of a month! I do plan to release the next chapter either towards the end of March or early next month! Hopefully I won't be dog tired and then forget again

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Wanda had always been bad at hiding things from people. Her parents had raised her to be as honest as she possibly could be. That meant if she did have to lie Pietro was always the one covering for her, but now Pietro was back home in New York City playing PaRappa The Rapper and trying to beatbox for his YouTube subscribers. Never would Wanda have thought that the absence of her brother would lead to her getting into almost cartoonish levels of trouble.

A heavy sigh fell from her lips as she sat down in the confession chair. The last time she was here they asked her how she felt about Carol after the situation with the shack of secrets. Now they were expecting her to explain her recent purchases and the huge box of beach toys. 

"I just want to get Y/N out of the house for a few hours…" The confidence in her plan dwindled as the crew raised their eyebrows in suspicion. "Okay fine, an hour…at least a few minutes! I just don't want them to sit there and rot away in their sadness. That's just not them." Wanda pulled out a bag of sand molds and grinned. "I found this set of molds at the store yesterday. They were overpriced, but they had this cute little zebra one so I couldn't pass it up!" 

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The house had been pretty tense after what happened between you and Carol. Everyone avoided Carol like the plague and almost all attempts to get you out of the bed and back into the real world failed. Not even Monica and Mr. Strips could get out into the light. 

Wanda had originally discouraged any attempts to force you to talk about what happened in the Shack of Secrets. You needed space and the others had to learn to respect that. So Wanda decided to take up your chores and cook for everyone while you come to terms with everything. It wasn't easy, but your comfort was more important to her 

But when days turned into nearly a week, Wanda had no choice but to intervene. With a little help from Monica, she hatched a plan. First, she needed to make breakfast. blueberry jelly and marshmallow fluff toast with bananas for a face, a bowl of fruit, sausage, eggs, and pancakes. She made a little extra with the hope that you'd share, or at least make up for the lack of a full meal. 

Wanda knocked on your bedroom door. "Hey, buttercup. I know you're not feeling all that well but I made you breakfast." She leaned against the door. "We don't have to talk about…that, but I just wanna check in on you." A frustrated groan could be heard from the other side of the door. For a moment, she considered giving up and going back downstairs. "Okay. How about if I can guess what you're wearing, you have to let me in and eat breakfast." 

You frowned. That was such an odd bet to make, but it softened your heart a bit to see that she was trying. "Okay, but you're probably gonna get it wrong." You snuggled into the bed. Another sad nap waiting for you at the end of the conversation.

"Is it my off-white and purple NYU hoodie and the black Van Cortlandt shorts you swore were tacky and overpriced?" 

You let out a defeated groan and got up to open the door. "You're such a cheater," You grumbled before grabbing one of the plates one had balanced in her arm. "How'd you even get this up here without spilling?" With your free hand, you moved the comforter over so you could eat without getting crumbs and jelly on it.  

Since you were too busy crying and wallowing in regret, your room had become a mess. Dirty clothes and clean laundry just sat in piles with nothing to tell them apart, your incense holder had gone uncleaned and unused, and your bedside trash can was nearly overflowing with snack wrappers and tissues. 

"And you're a clothes thief," Wanda said affectionately before kissing your cheek. She sat the remaining plates down on the bed and then snuggled up beside you. "I just took a bunch of extra slow steps, I spent like three minutes getting upstairs. " She excitedly grabbed the toast off the plate and presented it to you. "Look, I made Mr. Strips! He's so cute. " 

You leaned forward and let Wanda feed you. It wasn't until you finished chewing the piece that you realized what had happened. Wanda didn't give you a chance to apologize. She forced you to take another bite before you could say anything. "Oh, is this blueberry jam? I love that stuff!" 

Wanda affectionately wiped the corners of your mouth before kissing your cheek. "I was gonna take all the credit for it, but Monica did help me figure out some of the stuff you liked." Wanda continued to feed you. She found more pride in it than she expected. The last few times Wanda had seen you, you just looked miserable. She hated it. Now, you were relaxed and happy again. Wanda would do anything to protect that happiness.  

Once you finished eating, Wanda stacked the plates on your nightstand. "Hey, I found a really nice spot on the beach the other day and I was wondering if you'd like to go." Her smile faded as your face began to shift into one of uncertainty. One of her hands reached out to hold one of yours. It felt right. Your skin was soft like it was made for her to spend hours kissing. Wanda probably would if you let her. "I just want you to get out…an hour?" 

"Fifteen minutes." 

"Forty-five minutes from the second we get there."

"I'll do thirty minutes from the second we leave the house." 

"Fifty-five and I get to make dinner just for us."

You let out a defeated sigh. Arguing with Wanda was impossible. "Fine, an hour but you're not cooking dinner…That's still my job."

Wanda let out an uncertain hum before kissing your cheek. "We'll see how our date goes. Now shower up and put on that swimsuit, make sure it's the cute little Cabana set with the flowers on it. You look cute in it." She gave you a playful spank on the butt before collecting the plates and silverware. 

A blush spread across your face. Being the center of Wanda's attention felt so good. She always knew just how to make you. "Wait, what do you mean 'We'll see'? Come here!" You turned around to face Wanda, but she had already left your room and made her way downstairs. Even though you were apprehensive about facing everyone again, the idea of Wanda worrying about you made your heart melt. You wondered what she had planned for you. 

While you were waiting, someone knocked at your door. 

It was Carol. Her mere presence made you uncomfortable. She stood tall and commanding. A couple of months ago, you would've found it attractive. Now it just made you dread whatever she was about to say. Carol raised her eyebrows expectantly and sighed when you did little to acknowledge her. Then she sighed. She made you feel ashamed without even saying a word. "Look-"

"Are you ready to go, baby?" Wanda asked just before Carol could finish speaking. She extended her hand out for you to hold. Wanda could feel the daggers Carol was staring into her soul, but they meant nothing. All Wanda cared about was you and your happiness. A smile brighter than a thousand suns spread across her face as you slowly stepped forward and grabbed her hand. "You look so handsome in your little sweet swimsuit," Wanda cooed as she guided you down the stairs. 

You giggled. "You told me to wear it." Neither her proud smirk nor possessive grip was lost on you. Jealousy and possessiveness usually weren't things you enjoyed. But you were more than willing to make an exception for Wanda. 

"Well, you're adorably obedient for wearing it," Wanda whispered before placing a soft kiss on your cheek. "Now come on, I spent all this money on beach toys and we have to use them at least once." The walk to the beach was quick. Wanda wasn't going to risk anyone else intervening in your adventure. She whisked you out the door and down the shore without any interruptions. 

After a couple of minutes, Wanda brought you to a cave with nothing but a blanket and another basket. 

"Is this some crime of passion set up? If so, this isn't the best place to do it!"

Wanda simply rolled her eyes and pushed you towards the blanket. "Monica was right. You do read too many murder mysteries. Go play!" She sat down next to you and began pulling out the little molds, shovels, and buckets she bought earlier. "I got one of Mr.Strips!" She placed the tiny sand mold into your hands and smiled. "I wrote your name on it so no one can steal it." 

You smiled and gave the mold a small kiss. "Well, I'll make sure to take good care of it." 

The rest of the date was spent in comfortable silence. Wanda would walk back and forth between the cave and the shore with buckets full of water so you could build your castle without worry. When the buckets weren't sandy and in need of a refill. Eventually, your sandcastle had gotten too complicated for Wanda to help so she decided to sit back and watch you build instead. And when you finished your castle, you snuggled up next to her.

"I'm proud of you. It's not always easy doing what's best for yourself," She whispered. 

"Are you proud of me for prioritizing myself or are you just happy you're the better option?" You giggled. 

"I don't think those things contradict each other." 

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"I don't even really like Zebras all that much," You confessed the very second the cameras started rolling. "I only keep Mr. Strips because Monica bought him for me as an apology for our kindergarten divorce." You jiggled the bracelet on your wrist and showed it to the crew. "This is like the ninth piece of zebra-related jewelry she's given me and I don't have the guts to tell her…Anyway, what were you guys gonna ask me?"

"So, how was the date?"

"It was nice, but I don't think it was a date. I mean I would've loved for it to be one, but I don't wanna put any labels on anything!" For the sake of the footage, you opted not to say anything about the knowing looks the crew shared. "Okay fine! I like Wanda a lot but I'm too shy to make any moves��I don't wanna scare her off." You slouched in your arms like a petulant child. "I just don't wanna rush anything..leave me alone."

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If you learned anything from being on a reality TV show in the past few weeks, it's that time moves fast. One day, Maria and Natasha were getting close again then the next they didn't even want to be in the same room as each other. Time moved even faster when you weren't directly involved with whatever drama plagued the house for the day. You were known to break up fights or stand up for some of the more soft-spoken cast members, but most of the issues in the house seemed to be above you. There were even times when you slept through the introductions of new people. 

"Why do you care so much? You're more in love with them than you ever were with me!" 

This is to say you had no idea what Vision and Wanda were arguing about. They had been called down to that dreaded shack, that much you could figure out.

"I care because I wasted two years of my life with you! I don't love you know but I'm allowed to be upset that I wasted time with some half-assed loser that got with me over a dare!" 

Oh. Okay, things were much worse than you thought. 

"Okay," You shouted to silence both of them. "Why don't you two go to your rooms for a bit before talking about this? That stupid shack is designed to piss you off and start drama, just take a break!" 

Wanda took a deep breath. Her expectations for her ex were already in the dirt. Why was she shocked Vision had disappointed her yet again? "You're right. I'm not letting myself get worked up over this anymore. I'm going to my room." Before you could praise her maturity, she grabbed your hand and led you up the stairs. 

Had you been thinking with your brain, you would've voiced your concerns about leaving Vision alone when he was just as upset as Wanda. But since you were thinking with your heart, you didn't bother looking back to check if he was okay. Your heart only cared about Wanda. It soared when you were tossed into the bed and Wanda possessively snuggled into you. "Baby, what…what happened?" 

She huffed out and buried her face into your neck "Don't worry about it, alright? Let's just forget about him for a sec." Wanda littered kisses along the side of your neck. They continued upwards until she reached your jaw, then she started leaving heavier marks. "Where's my needy little baby, hm? It's been so long since I've touched you, I bet you're just aching for me to touch you." When she finally graces your lips with a kiss, it was greedy. Her tongue slipped into your mouth and stole your breath without a second thought. Wanda didn't let up until the both of you were in desperate need of air. 

And despite the buzzing underneath your skin and throbbing between your legs, you were still worried about Wanda. You put your hand on Wanda's chest to stop her from distracting you again. "I- You…you gotta talk stuff out first," You stuttered out. You rubbed your thighs together to ease the heat, but Wanda was quick to spread them apart. 

Your desperate whining was music to Wanda's ears. "You heard it already. Now, why don't you lay back and let me fuck you?" Her frustration was starting to slip through the cracks. She squeezed your thighs, but they didn't move an inch before getting your permission. "I bet you're so wet and just waiting for me to stretch your little hole out." 

You were trying so hard to focus. But that's hard to do with Wanda staring down at you like you were fresh meat. "Would it make you feel better?" You asked with a meek voice. Your body was on fire and Wanda was making it worse. 

"Only if you tell me how much you want it first," She whispered as her fingers lightly rubbed your cunt through the cloth of your shorts. "Don't be shy, baby, no one can hear it but me." She laughed at your shyness. You were too cute not to tease.

You laughed back nervously. "You're joking, right?" Wanda only raised her eyebrows. You'd never been in this position before. Forced to beg and follow someone else's orders. "Please don't be mean," You whispered. For that, Wanda only began rubbing your cunt. It wasn't even close to enough with your clothes in the way, especially considering your clit remained neglected.

"Oh, I know you can do better than that." Her thumb pressed down harder, but only for a second. Wanda could almost feel your slick seeping through your underwear. "It's no fun denying yourself. Just tell me what you want and I'll give it to you." Her free hand slid up your thigh and began unbuttoning your shirt. "You're just so desperate for me, but I can't help my baby if they don't talk to me." 

You could only whine as Wanda's fingers continued to tease every part of your body. "Touch me please," You whispered.

"But I'm already touching you, baby." 

It was embarrassing. How could Wanda be so cruel to you? After all, you've given her.  You've been nothing but kind to her and yet she repaid you by shattering your pride. "Fuck me, please. I need you so bad!" The worst part was that you enjoyed her cruelty. By the time Wanda had stripped you of all your clothes, your slick had leaked onto the bed. "Please, please, I need you so bad."

"Awe, baby you're a mess." One of her fingers began rubbing tight circles around your clit. Your desperate whimpers and moans were like music to her ears. "That's what I like to hear. You sound so cute." Wanda began sucking on your nipple just as one of her fingers slid inside of cunt. "Oh, and you're just so tight. I bet you've never been fucked right, huh?" 

You shook your head without a second thought. Pleasure had taken over your senses. "More!" and "Please!"  were the only words you could say. Each thrust of Wanda's fingers pushed you further and further into a sea of bliss.

"God if I knew I was gonna fuck you, I would've brought my strap with me." 

The thought of something more than Wanda's fingers was so overwhelming it made you whine. 

Wanda curled her fingers as they rubbed against your g spot. "Don't worry, baby. Once this stupid little show is over I'll take you home and fuck you right." She buried her face in your neck and began leaving soft kisses over the heavy marks she'd left earlier. "I have this big one- oh you'd just love it! It'd stretch out that hole and fill you up with cum. Doesn't that sound fun?"

It sounded fun, but your body answered before your brain could. Your walls fluttered around Wanda's long fingers. Cum leaked out of your hole like a fountain and Wanda was quick to lick it up.  Her fingers and tongue worked in sync  to drag out your orgasm as long as she possibly could. "No, no more," You whimpered, desperately trying to push Wanda's head away. 

Wanda kissed your thigh then rolled over to lay next to you on her bed. She watched as you struggled to catch your breath. "Think you could give me one more?" She asked as she played with the strands of your hair. 

The offer was tempting, but you'd never recover if you let Wanda have her way. "Um, I think we'll have to work up to multiple rounds. I think I'm all fucked out for the night." You buried your head into one of Wanda's pillows and watched as she got off of the bed. "Noo, stay, please? I can take a shower later." 

"Fine, but if you wait too long I'm turning this into a bubble bath." Wanda laid back down. She pulled you closer so your head was properly buried into her chest. Her fingers toyed with the  hair at the base of your neck as you two began to relax and let go of the sexual energy. 

"...what happened in the shack?"

Wanda let out a heavy sigh. "You're really bad pillow talk, you know that?" She ruffled your hair and looked down at you. "Do you want to know that bad?" Denying you was hard already, but when you looked up with the softest eyes she'd ever seen, saying no was impossible. "It's not that I don't wanna talk about it, I just don't want you to think I still have feelings for him or something like that." 

"You dragged me upstairs and fucked me instead of talking things out with him, I know you don't have feelings for him anymore." You leaned away from Wanda's chest. "I'm much more worried about you bottling up all those nasty feelings in here," You said, poking Wanda's chest to accent your point. "Just say whatever is on your mind, I'm all ears."

"It's just…god, every time I give that fucker a chance he turns around and steps all over me! We broke up and got back together three times before I stopped forgiving him. You think he would've said something between that and just ripped the band-aid off instead of letting some stupid reality show find out first!" Wanda continued to ramble. The minutes continued to tick by but she just couldn't stop herself. Maybe she'd pause for a few minutes because she couldn't figure out how to put her frustrations into words, but you were always there to help her. 

Eventually, Wanda had nothing else to say. Her anger fizzled out into slow acceptance 

She let out a heavy breath before nuzzling back into the side of your neck. "Thank you," She mumbled exhaustedly. Wanda, never one to miss the chance to praise you, began smothering your face with kisses once again. "Ah, you're just the cutest aren't you? Always making me so sappy and mushy!"

You whined playfully and pushed her away. "Maybe you're just made of mush and full of sap!"

[mcclens]

Alright I'm throwing my own view on Arajin as a character since I've seen people shade him and dislike him. The annoying thing about him is that (as Senya said lol) he thinks with his other head too much. Clearly he has no luck with women and only with men, which isn't something he's overjoyed about. For that idk, I think its kind of cute that he wants to love someone, but at the same time its sad that he's just being used lol. But I'm not a fan of the pervert horny trope.

But I mostly want to focus on his whole "I don't want to fight" thing. Yes, he's a coward, there's nothing bad about that imo, but I think they're setting up character development for Arajin in regards of that, since it's a big thing holding him down. As kids, him and his best friend Matakara used to practice to become honki people, and it was really fun for them until the day when three older boys made fun of them. Matakara thought he could take them on, and Arajin was cowardly and probably knew 2 on 3 fight (with clear age differences) wasn't gonna end good. He tried backing off but Matakara went on and attacked anyways. Arajin ran off crying, and the picture of Matakara beat up on the ground stayed stuck in his head.

Nowadays, it's very clear that Arajin feels guilty. He feels guilty that he got Matakara to believe they were strong enough while practicing, to the point he took up 3 boys by himself. He feels guilty that he was too scared and cowardly to help Matakara, that he ran off and left him alone, even though Matakara looked up to him. Matakara said that Arajin is a really nice, strong guy who doesn't like to fight others, and he still believes that, he still looks up to him even 5 years later, he still thinks of him as a friend and holds his best friend stone closeby. He doesn't hold a grudge against Arajin. He isn't mad at him at all. It is Arajin whos still stuck in the past. This whole thing is something Arajin has to get over by himself.

Every time Arajin is around Matakara he remembers the past, so he tries to avoid him or brush him off, but Matakara still wants to be friends and doesnt seem to understand how guilty Arajin feels. ("Matakara didn't deserve to be treated this way", true, but I don't think Arajin thinks Matakara deserves it either... He definitely doesn't think Matakara is a bad guy or anything like that. He thinks him treating Matakara badly (avoiding him, not talking to him) would make Matakara give up on trying to be friends. Clearly, its too rough for Arajin to be near him. And the one sided feeling hurts Matakara in return.)

Matakara knows Arajin is avoiding him too and guessed why correctly; "Is it because of what happened?", "I'm stronger now", but Arajin is still holding that guilt. So for them to come to an understanding, both sides should WANT to talk it out. But its clear Arajin doesn't want to, at least not yet. His character arc isn't there yet, which makes everything a little frustrating since we are halfway through the anime and things are just now getting down.

I don't personally think Arajin is a mean person, he's a 16 year old guy who wants to get a gf and be romantic and all that, he doesn't wanna be in gangs or fight or anything. I think he's just insensitive towards Matakara because he has his own issues he doesn't want to deal with. Totally unfair to Matakara. But I want to believe Matakara when he said Arajin is a really nice guy. The dude looks completely smitten. It also kinda sucks that only time we saw Arajin interact with a friend was in a flashback. Nowadays, he has no friends. He avoids Matakara, doesn't really consider anyone else but Mahoro (lol) his friend, so all his relationships are currently one sided lol

[wannaseewhatshangin]

OMG BABE I GOT YOUUUU!!!

I think this one is cute I made it up of the spot for you🤭

I was thinking like matt dillon x reader we’re the reader are on the cast of the outsiders and during the filming of the movie bts they were flirty and stuff and kinda like touching each other (non sexual ofc😟) and towards the end of the movie he asks her out and that go out on a date and like some time later there in interviews they talk abt each other and it’s all cute and shit

Idk if you don’t like it ignore it if you do then cool!

-Tia🤍

OMG THIS IS JUST OML! I MADE MY SIS READ THIS REQUEST AND I WAS BOUNCING OFF THE WALLS AS SHE DID!

ITS JUST BEAUTIFUL!

You were more than thrilled when you found out you got the role for "The Outsiders"

You have been waiting for them to call you and you were so nervous.

You sat in your dressing room, as the staff did your makeup and hair.

Once they were finished, you went outside to meet everyone.

Tommy (Ponyboy) was so sweet to you and he made you feel very welcome.

When you met Matt. God, your heart just almost stopped. Same for him.

You talked to each other the most.

You did the first scene and you walked with pony , Johnny and Dallas.

Matt couldn't keep his eyes off of you. They had to do many retakes becaause he was so distracted.

"Jesus, Matt. Gotta crush on the lady? Get it together" Ralph said, nudging his shoulder.

He blushed harshly.

"N-no. I don't, hush and mind your own role" He said playfully

y'all did a few scenes at the drive in and he threw his arm over your shoulder as y'all sat in y'all's seats. (def was not scripted)

The last scene took many takes but you definitely got it down.

You cried as johnny's heart rate went flat, hugging Ponyboy and Dallas ran off.

"Dally!" You screamed as he ran out the hospital.

You looked at pony then at Johnny, making you cry more.

The scene cut and you wiped your "Tears" before Matt came back into the room.

"You did so good Y/n" He complimented, rubbing your shoulder gently.

"I honestly thought you were really sad." Tommy said.

You all laughed and filmed the last scene.

When it was over, Matt walked up to.

"Hey y/n. Do you think I could talk to you in private?" He asked, smiling nervously.

"Sure tthing, sweets." You smiled, taking him somewhere private.

"Whats up?" You asked, sorta scared.

"Well, um I was wondering if maybe you'd like to go out sometime. I uh really like you." He said, trying his best to hide his blush. He was scared he might have ruined a very special friendship.

You smiled brightly, kissing his cheek, before nodding and walking off.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

A month later, Matt was in an interview. The rest of the cast was backstage, watching him, waiting for their turn.

"So the fans wanna know if there is something going on between you two. They have suspected you looking at Y/n like you were in love, that true?" The interview host asked, the crowd going silent waiting for Matt to respond.

"Um" He chuckled, a pink tint on his cheeks as the crowd laughed.

You were as red as a stop sign as the rest of the cast teased you.

"Yeah actually, um. I asked her out when we were done with the movie and she said yes and here we are." He said as the audience went "aw" and some laughed as he tried to play it cool.

"What made you like her?" A fan screamed.

"Yes that's a good question what made you like her?" The host asked Matt.

He blushed some more and went on to tell everyone.

"Well you know, she was there for everyone and she was just very sweet and very very pretty and I don't know, it just made me feel somethin I guess." He said as the audience screamed at how cute his response was.

"Why don't we get Y/n out here, hm?" He said, calling someone to bring you to the stage

Matt hid his face in his jacket, intensely embarrassed.

You walked onto the stage and sat right next to him, wrapping your arm around him smiling brightly.

The audience squealed and hollered.

Matt smiled to himself.

"That's so cute you guys. Y/n, what made you fall in love with Matt?" The host said, asking you the same question as Matt.

"Well he was very kind and he just has the most amazing smile and he is really handsome and he just makes me really happy and I wouldn't pick anybody over my sunshine." You said, fixing his hair gently, moving it out of his face as he smiled and blushed.

The crowd screamed as the host ended the show off on a great note.

(I'm so sorry if it's bad, I wanted to improve it but I didn't want to do too much and make it worse, I hope you like it, I was really excited to write this. Thank you for the opportunity bae <3)

[wannaeatramyeon]

hihi!! i thought this was funny and wanted to tell you😭

i was telling my friend about Goo and how i would absolutely marry him and they said that he needs their blessing. i asked what he can do to get their blessing and they said he needed to write them an essay about how much he loves me so, to entertain them, i wrote them an essay from Goo's perspective about why he wants to marry me with a 20 minute timer. it was 584 words in the end and I worked a miracle.

Moral of the story: Goo got the blessing😭so uhhh you can always write your way into someones life??

This tickled me, just imagining the unhinged ramblings from Goo POV mixed with your own. Drop it please.

Inbox clearing time! Non fic requests answered: 6. (Check it - plus my fave Lookism arcs!)

To the non-anon anon that I have not included and I don't know what to do with your message - No, I won't hold your hand while you poop. Good luck with that.

Really?? I feel so... unhinged and nonsensical (even more so than usual) when I rant. Seriously thank you for reading!?!!?

PTJ did somewhat write women with more of a personality in his Life As A Loser Series so it seems more of a shame that he's lost his touch and catering much more towards teenage boys with his current series.

Which. Fine. Action manhwa - great. BUT if your target audience are teenage boys then yknow, wouldn't it be even BETTER to write some strong badass women so these impressionable youngsters realise that not all girls need saving, and oh look. Girls are human too. With their own ambitions and flaws and imperfections, just like everyone else.

If you must make them simp, form a harem. Also. FINE. At least give them something beyond that.

Hey Black Anon! Sorry again for how long it took me to respond to your ask before, and hope it's going much better for yourself since your last request.

I'm muuuuch more responsive with DMs so if you ever wanna come out of anon - come shout at me in my DMs!!

HTF s2 is really... something. Completely lost the meaning of HTF and Viral Hit. Don't blame you for dropping it. Alas, the Taehoon grip on me is still going STRONG.

LOL. Me in a similar position, wondering if I should get into JJK.

Can I... recommend some of my fave arcs if you ever do decide to read Lookism? The ones I like are generally more story driven.

Vasco's backstory (prepare the tissues) - 52 - 57

Johan + Zack + Mira backstory (cult warning, another sad arc) - 132 - 138

Goddog (another pretty sad arc with Johan) - 199 - 213

Jacedichi Files (silly crime solving with Burn Knuckles) - 215 - 218

One Night (Johan + Jace!! Fun action) - 258 - 262

Jake Kim (PLEASE READ THIS IF NOTHING ELSE) - 302 - 318

Workers (2A) (Rescuing Sinu. Honestly, I cry almost every time. Read Jake Kim's arc to appreciate this!) - 372 - 392

Let me know if you ever get into it!!!

Me??? Mine????? I cannot write that guy so thank you - that means A LOT to me! I will try harder to write a decent Eli (that doesn't devolve into ranting about his current direction).

Thank you for reading and being so friggin CUTE!! 💖

I feel a vaguely threatening tone from this.

Like something Goo would recite before walking into a darkened warehouse with a crowbar 🤔

Baby there's nothing noble about this, but it is actually more satisfying than my normal job lol (lolling through tears).

Thank you so much for reading!! My single braincell has been firing quite well with these ideas.

Anon. Honestly this is adorable, I've screenshat this for a pick me up ahhhhhhh 🥹

My dear 🕊️ anon, thank you for reading my DG fic! I also feel very little for DG but I will admit I am coming around to him.

YES!!! I LOVE the idea of someone getting close to James Lee in his younger years, and him being soft for the reader.

And then I also like angst so let's bring those 2 things together. Heh.

Eeeee I also added that Remember fic to my list of faves that I have written.

Please. I also have a list of fictional men I am unwell over. Let's start a support group! 🫠

[unohanabbygirl]

ok truth be told I'm not that big of a jaceluke fan (jacegon and lucemond my beloveds) BUT I am here for the drama so I must ask; in FMN luke, as far as he knows, mostly felt attracted to aemond because he thought he looked hot and aemond just counted is blessings and ran w it. So how would their dynamics have turned out if luke had his lil lust at first sight towards jace instead??

like he sees aemond and thinks "meh my lawyer's son is kinda mid" buts meets jace and goes "DAMN. Stepbrother?!? More like plz step on me." [in the background: the twins cackling as the hightower boys fall to their knees]

Give me a second to kiss your amazing brain anon. I’ve never for a second thought of things going this way and I’m absolutely living for it.

Though as the reader we know part of Luke’s attraction towards Aemond is because of their past, on the surface the only reason he’s going for Aemond is because he has that hot douche bag thing going on. Had he seen seen a picture of Jace first with those curls, dark green eyes and pouty lips? Yea, he would’ve been all over that without a doubt. Aemond’s fr lucky that Alicent decided to show Luke that pic of him holding Nugget when she did.

In this AU things are 10x more chaotic because not only is it obvious Luke is trying to fuck Jace, but more of the family are aware of this little tryst because they’re paying more attention to they way these long lost brothers are acting with one another and Luke isn’t acting very brotherly (at least in the non-Targaryen way.)

Jace is shocked at first, but once the initial surprise wears off he finds himself happily reciprocating. As i’ve said before Jace’s love for Luke exceeds all bounds and he’d be anything to him including a lover. However he refuses to even think about going down the more sexual side of things because even though this Luke wants to jump his bones, he would never want the Luke he remembers to feel as though he’d been taken advantage of.

Its also easier for Jace to stop himself from going too far (unlike Aemond) because he and Luke don’t have the tension Lucemond does. Though he thinks his brother is beautiful, its Aemond who’s been dealing with a two thousand year long burning passion.

Joffrey reaction to Jaceluke is basically ‘as long as y’all don’t make out in front of me, idc.’ It actually makes him feel more secure in Luke’s presence. As though Luke being with Jace means he’ll never wanna leave them.

Rhaenyra and Harwin are more surprised than upset but overall accepting. Though its so alien to see them being full-on romantic with each other. Daemon on the other hand is just smirking because he knows Aemond is sick to his stomach and burning in envy. Seeing the guy suffer as Luke sits on Jace’s lap is 10x more satisfying than sticking his sword through his eye.

While Jaceluke is doing their thing it’s safe to say both Aegon and Aemond are shaking, crying and throwing up. I’m talking in distress 24/7 and thinking about ending it all. It’s so bad they end up flocking to reddit in hopes of finding advice on how to break a couple up but only get laughed out of every subreddit and called delusional weirdo’s before deleting their accounts because the cyber bullying got too bad.

Aemond almost jumps out of Alicent’s car straight into the busy intersection when she comments about how cute the two boys look together.

Aegon tries to convince Aemond that they should call the cops because fucking your foster brother is against so many system rules but then Aemond has to literally slap him because that would mean Luke getting taken away.

They’re just two sad bro’s trying to figure out how to ruin Jaceluke.

[aclosetfan]

4 for Bluegrass (Bubbles/Butch)

I started a prompt game and then right on queue work kicked my ass lol! anyway easing into things with these two. They are so cute.

prompt 4: be honest are you crying about the commercial with the kitten in it

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"What are you doing?" Butch glared at Bubbles as she popped down on the couch.

She smiled around a handful of popcorn, "watchin' Tee-Vee with ya, duh!"

"Oh, no," Butch shook his head, grabbing the remote to pause his show. He hadn't even made it past the opening credits, "No. No. No, you're not. No way."

Bubbles swallowed and frowned, eyebrows furrowing in confusion, "Why can't I?"

"Because every time we watch stuff together, it always ends with you crying and getting snot all over my shirt!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Uh-huh!" Butch mocked, "Leave."

"N-no! I do not cry every time!"

"Oh my god," Butch pinched his fingers together, "yes, you do. There is literally nothing chill about Netflix and Chill with you."

Bubbles pouted, "I can be very chill."

"No, you can't," Butch huffed, slouching back on the couch. He snatched the remote back up and turned his glare to the television, "Now, beat it."

"Like, when was even the last time I cried watching TV!" Bubbles sputtered.

Butch put the remote back down and sat up. He looked her right in her pretty, stupid blue eyes and sneered, "Literally yesterday, Bubbles!"

She gasped, "That does not count! We were watching something sad!"

"It was a football game!" His voice pitched upward in disbelief.

"So! The mascot was trying so hard, but no one noticed him! It was sad!"

"They weren't paying attention to him because they were watching the game!"

"His effort matters too!" Tears began to well in her eyes, and Butch jumped up, jabbing a finger in her face.

"See! You're starting to cry right now!"

"No!" She argued, her face pinching as she swallowed tears.

"Yes!"

"Well, some of us aren't so cold-hearted, alright?" Bubbles stood up too and put her popcorn on the coffee table, "Some of us can't pretend we don't care 'bout nothing or no one. Here," She sniffed, and likely, around the pouting puppy-dog face, was attempting to seem aloof and uninterested, "have the popcorn. I don't wanna hang out with y-you anyway!"

Butch sighed and deflated, watching as she slumped towards the door, still sniffling.

"Bubbles, stop." He groaned, running a hand down his face, "Don't be like that."

She shot him a look, her eyes filled to the brim with crocodile tears. He knew they were crocodile tears, but he hated them all the same, and she knew that.

"Baby, don't cry, come on," He practically begged, "don't go. Watch TV with me."

"You don't want me to," She pouted, "not really."

"Yes, really."

"Really?" Her face brightened, and he kissed his show goodbye.

He let out a long sigh, eyes rolling to the ceiling, "Yess."

"Oh, yay!" She cheered, bouncing back and rapidly firing off a hundred questions he wasn't going to bother answering, "What are we watching? Are there dogs in it? Is it a rom-com? Can we watch a rom-com instead? Oh! Let's watch Balto! No, wait, Spirit—no wait—that's too sad—no wait, but it's so good, and—"

"No—" He poked her forehead, "—you can only watch TV with me under one condition."

She blinked up at him, tilting her head in question.

"You can't cry."

She scowled, "Well, if we don't watch nothing sad, then I won't cry."

"Or happy. We're not crying if we're happy either."

"That's just impossible!"

"No crying." He repeated his demand, "Got it?"

A beat passed between them, their eyes both narrowing as they regarded the other. Bubbles broke the silence first with a shrug and an airy, "Fine. No crying. Whatever. Easy."

"Easy?" He snorted.

"Yeah," She huffed, crossing her arms as she plopped down at the other end of the couch, "easy."

Surprisingly, they made it through two whole commercial breaks without an incident, but Butch could tell they were both on edge. At the separate end of the couch, he waited for her to break and forced himself not to observe her every little reaction. Bubbles, on the other hand, was like stone, staring straight at the TV. Little by little, he was lured into a false sense of security, admittedly proud she had made it this far without so much as a peep when she immediately let out a tiny peep.

His eyes jumped to her. Bubbles' face was so red from holding in tears; the color was best described as puce.

"Be honest," he deadpanned, "it was the commercial with the kitten in it, wasn't it?"

"He was so round!" She wailed, breaking down.

He rolled his eyes and held open his arms in silent invitation. She practically flew into them with a broken sob, "He was so—so cute!"

"He was."

"And so s-small!"

"Yep."

She hiccuped and snorted, then started crying harder, "I snotted on you!"

He patted her head, turning up the volume on the TV, "I know, babe, I know."

The commercial had been for cat litter.

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Reasons my gf cried today:

the sky was her favorite shade of blue

her hot tea was too hot

baby otter video

buttercup said she loved her

the professor said he loved her

she was missing a sock and was afraid the one she still had was lonely

remembered the baby otter video

we held hands

cat litter kitten

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Extra (my inspo lol bad quality, don't care):

[kny-agere]

Hello! It's been a while since I saw this account and I read the Little Space stories from here and i love it!, You could make a Little space scenario of Little Zenitsu and Caregiver Uzui? They two are cute together and I really wanted to see that (no pressure btw :3)

“No! I don’t wanna go to bed. I’m not tired, I’m not, I’m not, I’m NOT!” Zenitsu howls like he’s dying. In reality Uzui stands a few feet away from him and simply softly suggested that he look tired.

In his fit he’s tossed accessories all over the room, subsequently ending their game off dress up. The fine robe hangs off of Zenitsu’s shoulder, partially exposing him. His face is an awful splotchy red. It looks like he’s had an allergic reaction.

Uzui wishes one of his wives were here. Not Makio actually, who’d get fed up with the screaming too quickly, but one of the others would know how to softly reassure the boy. Hinatsuru especially would know how yo approach him.

Instead Zenitsu is stuck with Tengen. He seemed happy with the man’s company mostly, which came as a surprise. Half the time Agatsuma still insisted that he hated the hashira, taunts eagerly swapped between them.

Regressed however he was much quieter and willing to follow instructions. Rarely did Zenitsu ever talk back or disobey, too happy to soak up any scrap of positive praise. Uzui tried to dole it out often. He felt bad to see how disappointed the boy got at the smallest amount of scolding. His tears weren’t of the crocodile variety, actually genuine in their sadness.

Now he felt like he had a completely different person in front of him. Zenitsu hadn’t kept on howling for too long, but still had a twisted look on his face.

“I didn’t say you had to take a nap. I just asked if you were ready to start winding down.”

“Well I’m NOT! I’m keeping playing.” To prove his point Agatsuma grabbed a handful of costume jewelry and began donning it.

“Great, but you’ll have to play on your own. I don’t like playing with boys who shout.” It was a childish move.

Zenitsu’s little face scrunched up. He let out a large wail before falling into Tengen’s lap. Clutching onto the man’s robe he proceeded to use the fabric as a sort of tissue. “Nooo! Please play wif me!” He let out another strangled noise and feel back into a fit of sobs.

It wasn’t exactly uncommon for the boy to cry, regardless of what age he felt. Tengen wasn’t swayed by the tears.

“We can play if you stop yelling.” He wasn’t too cruel, putting a reassuring hand on Zenitsu’s head. “I not making you go to bed yet so we’re not gonna cry over that.”

“O-oh, okay.” He can’t stop his crying immediately, but the noises taper off into little sobs. “and I dun’ wanna go to bed. ever.”

“Sure thing.” The kid will be asleep within an hour at most. “Can we go clean up the mess?” Beads have scattered over the floor. A necklace or two have broken.

He tries to widen his eyes. All his emotions are so plain in his features. “Will you help me?” Sticking his bottom lip out he wiggles it.

Tengen prepares himself for another possible fit. “Did I make the mess? I’m sure you’ll do fine on your own.” He waits for another scream to shatter his eardrums.

Zenitsu lets out another whimper, but surprisingly does not throw another fit. His displeasure is still clear however as he drags his feet back toward the clothes scattered on the ground. Lying down he picks up each fallen bead one at a time. Every few minutes he’ll let out an angry little noise.

“C’mon, let’s clean up properly.” Tengen moves closer, crouching beside the sullen boy. While he continues to just watch instead of helping, he does affectionately ruffle Zenitsu’s hair.

When Agatsuma just turns away the man is forced to pull out his secret weapon. “I’ll time you.”

That draws up curious eyes.

“I think the ladies will be home soon.” A lie. “I’m sure they’ll be very impressed to hear how fast you are.”

It puts an actual smile on his face. “And I get a treat?”

“Well, maybe if you’re good for the rest of the day.” Another lie, all the women adore the boy to much. They’d probably give him a treat even if he murdered Uzui.

“Ok! Start now.” Quickly Zenitsu grabs handfuls of beads and shoves them into the jewelry box. In between movements he removes some of the play necklaces. Tengen has to remind him to be careful.

“If you break another I’ll add 30 seconds to your total.” A scandalized squeal pops from the child. He moves with more caution than is necessary, though it’s better than reckless abandon. Some of them are tangled together, still dumped into the box all the sane. It’ll be a nightmare to sort through them later. Uzui might just buy new ones instead.

“How long has it been?”

“Almost a minute! You better hurry.” It was another… another lie but a useful one. The first time Zenitsu heard a number bigger than five he had cried and refused to do anything more.

“All done!” He pointed to the box which was not organized, necklaces spilling out over the sides, but all the items were technically there. “Was I fastest?”

Uzui stops his imaginary timer. “Oh wow, 48 seconds! I think that’s a new record.” He’s not as good at putting on a cheerful tone as his wives are, but it satisfies Zenitsu.

“Yay! I win I win.” He clapped his hands together. “And now we play more?”

“Oh buddy I’m kinda tired. Maybe we can do something quiet.”

“Can we color?”

Uzui was surprised at the suggestion. Though maybe he was more surprised that Zenitsu hadn’t reacted with immediate tears. “Sure. You wanna help me find the paper?”

The boy leaped up and reached for Uzui’s hand. “I already know where it is,” he declared proudly.

Tengen grunted as he brought himself off the floor. “Alright, you lead the way.” He grabbed the boy’s hand and followed him down the hall.

★彡☆彡★彡

[cowboycakes]

hey sheppie, can you tell me some things you love about johnny joestar 🎤

finn. you shouldn't have asked (yes i'm going to tell you so many things i love about johnny. thank you for asking i love you i squealed when i saw this.) but, like, don't feel obliged to read this. i am in love with him. i am obsessed with him. you've been warned.

tw: my opinion and my own (dumb, prob wrong) interpretation of johnny is in here. like lowkey johnny discourse. this post is kinda sad too. mentions of mental illness and (jjba canon) violence/death. also me gushing about johnny obviously.

SBR SPOILERS!!!!!!

#. johnny is so beautiful. like he has the most breathtaking face ever (esp in official art and towards the end of sbr. official art of johnny is what broke the camels back and made me watch jjba.)

#. prettiest when he cries.

#. i relate to him, and his character makes me feel less alone. he's sad and i am too. it was refreshing to see a male character feeling emotional and defeated and explicitly showing it instead of keeping a straight face. i enjoyed seeing a character who feels perpetually guilty and seeing how that guilt intrudes his mind constantly, to the point that his guilt physically follows him around (as danny the mouse.) he's ashamed and he hates himself. and every time he'd break down from said guilt and shame and self hatred, i would be like "no! its not your fault! don't cry!" and that helped me reflect on my own life... sometimes life hands you shit cards, but that doesn't make you deserving of it. and the human spirit is still built to overcome it. johnny reminds me of all of that.

#. cowboy! yee haw!

#. i love his storyline. i loved how much backstory araki let us see (though reading that shit was painful.) and i love love love johnny's monologues throughout SBR, especially how his narration at the beginning parallels his narration at the end. way to crush my soul.

#. i know he's kinda framed to have "righteous" goals... but imo he's amoral and most of what he does is out of self-interest, and i like that about him. only time he breaks away from that mindset is when someone he cares about is in question.

#. he's a nervous lil guy. i like nervous guys.

#. kissable face. cutie patootie wanna snuggle him. he just looks like he's good at cuddling and he's lowkey wearing jammies. the other day my irl friend was like "johnny looks like he's wearing a onesie" and that's kinda right. his clothes look soft i wanna put them on.

#. he’s got the hottest poses sorry i don’t make the rules. he's always arching his back n spreading his legs n shit

#. we are both horse girls.

#. he's OP as fuck. AND he's willing to throw everything away and sacrifice himself to achieve his goals, which was extremely exciting to watch. like every fight scene with johnny in it had me so hype. like the FUCKING SCENE WHERE JESUS SHOWS UP AND JOHNNY USES HIS NAIL BULLETS ON HIMSELF. one of my fav scenes ever.

#. LOOKS SEXY WHEN HE'S MAD <3333 and when he's not mad he's just being cute. he's so damn cute.

#. hates the american government.

#. dude's kinky!

#. i love his relationship with gyro. canonically, i don't know what it is. i do believe they loved one another, like so so much. i think they had what love is at its core: devotion, loyalty, sacrifice. and they both had goals consuming them the whole time, but their love for one another ultimately outlived those goals, and johnny's love for gyro outlived gyro himself. the way that gyro's last thoughts were of protecting johnny, the way johnny prayed for gyro's safety and it was all in vain, the way johnny ended up carrying the wrong corpse "home." all of it is absolutely gut wrenching and i cry about it daily and it makes me love johnny's character even more.

#. i love his sarcasm and deadpan expressions

#. HE WEARS BLUE LIPSTICK N BLUE NAILS ARE U KIDDING ME!!

#. TUSK!!!!! tusk. the cutest ever. that's my baby. and the way Tusk is named after a song from my favorite band... Araki did that for me and only me. i love that tusk evolved as johnny's character developed. i love how johnny freaked out when tusk first appeared. like dude chill that's just a little pink guy.

#. i love his name. jawny.

#. johnny showed concern for lucy when barely anyone else did. and lucy deserves the world. so.

#. stupid little hat with stupid little hair horns

#. fat booty.

[ruminate88]

What do you regret about your past relationships??

I don’t regret my past relationships with my exes, despite them not really having empathy for me… At one point I felt love with them AND I was happy with them. Even if none of it was real, it’s still meant something to me. 🥺

What I do regret with my ex, Andrew, was the fact that there were times I apologized to him when I did NOTHING WRONG, but he was the one acting out as if I did, hiding stuff and lying to me!! (having multiple personalities)

He kept saying he wasn’t ready for us to tell our parents about our relationship yet and we had been together for months at that point. I had been stalking his and his mom’s Facebooks daily trying to get answers, hoping that he wasn’t cheating, hoping that he wasn’t hiding anything really bad from me.

So one night in my efforts to get closer to him somehow and to get answers, I confronted him and told him I had been on his mom‘s Facebook all along, and I had saved his baby pictures and thought that he was adorable, thinking that he would take the compliment, but instead, he yelled!! That was the first time he truly yelled at me and I got nervous because he had never acted this way before but he was almost angry with me that I had been on his mom’s Facebook and told me that I was not allowed to add her as a friend that I had no business on her page, and I had no business saving his baby pictures even though I’m his “girlfriend”… he said “I’m not ready for all of this!!” It made no sense!!! 😣 But I had been walking on eggshells so long unknowingly.

The conversation was sooo bizarre. He had never acted like that towards me before I had never seen him get so frustrated and upset with me, and he was very very cold with me in that moment, and I could just feel that he was giving me a cold shoulder (clearly to punish me and it was a terrible feeling I’ve never felt before) He acted truly upset like I was this horrible person who did him so wrong and I just didn’t know what the big deal was!? What was he hiding from me? Why was he so upset that I was on his mom‘s Facebook? Was there something wrong with his mom? (Possibly they had a complicated relationship that he didn’t wanna talk about)

I just wanted the conversation to end because he just was a different person in that moment so in rage towards me and I was just nervous at the way he was yelling at me and making me feel so terrible for something that I didn’t think was such a big deal or a problem because everything on his mom‘s page looked completely normal and his page looked completely normal too… What was he hiding?

In my efforts to make him not upset at me anymore and to not take away the “affection” because he had already been doing Intermittent Reinforcement for months but I didn’t even realize it! I was in this really weird Anxious obsessive Attachment with him, grasping onto him falling apart so scared that at any moment he could just leave me and I was terrified to lose him!!!

I quickly apologized to him crying and begging! I told him how I was so sorry that I was on his mom’s Facebook that I would never add her as a friend. I told him I was sorry I saved his baby pictures. I just thought he was so cute what was so bad about that and would he please forgive me…… 😑😑😑

That was the most PATHETIC moment of my life. I should’ve NEVER apologized. I can’t believe how stupid I was in that moment, but I just didn’t understand him or myself or the situation. I had NO IDEA he was a narcissist! I knew NOTHING about narcissism or emotional abuse. I knew nothing about manipulation. I would never manipulate anybody. I come from pure and genuine intentions. I loved him and I wanted to love his mom too!!!!! I wanted her to know about our relationship so bad but what was he hiding from me?

He forgave me eventually after I apologized and then continued to be “loving towards me again” . That was all his way of having control over every part of the relationship and that’s really sad to me. I would never ever let myself apologize like that again to anyone manipulating me. I don’t hate him to this day. I wanted it to be real with him and I would never ever hurt Him.

I just can’t believe that I was that stupid and pathetic but I learned that there really is people out there that try to make you feel guilty for THEIR own problems and I don’t even know what his problems were back then. I don’t know if his mom was a problem for him or if he was just hiding things from me. It’s all crazy to me! 🤪 None of it adds up or makes sense to this day and I have to just let it all go and forgive my younger self too for not knowing any better, but for sure if I could go back to my younger self, I would flick myself in the head, lol, I would tell myself, “Do NOT apologize to him, make him apologize to YOU! 🥴

[musicforyoursoul]

last week.. I had the most awful day of my life.

I was feeling of loss.. grief.. worried, scared..

the person I despise.. (moms bf) lost my dog while I was out of town.. and he was the only one home. He was careless, plus the fact that he’s an asshole all the time.. and my dog deeply hates him..

He left the door open and my dog ran away from him.. he was fine for about 1.5 hours and I’ve never felt such a pain like that..

My dog is like my baby. He’s my world. He’s lived me unconditionally every day. He’s cuddled me when I’m sick, sad.. always by my side. Always protecting me and guarding me from others and from the outside world… he’s so smart, and clingy and he’s just like me.. full of love. Pure good intentions so to me.. he’s my fragile boy..

Knowing he’s out there at 8 pm, as cute as he is being scared someone would wanna take him with them .. or him be run over or taken to the pound.. I was crying.. angry.. frustrated.. I felt so much hatred towards this man that let him out..

and I realized.. who was going to be able to be there for me and who wasn’t and that’s when it hit me..

I sat on it for a couple of days.. and then finally realized… this pain I felt.. I was alone.

my mom was telling me to not blame him..

once a lady 1.5 hours finally returned him.. she said “ you should feel better stop being mad .. he’s home already” .. completely invalidating my feelings..

I’m happy he’s home yes.. but I can still be mad and upset he let that happen.. knowing damn well that my dog hates him and runs away when he’s around..

so.. sometimes we can feel relief.. but still hold anger and want them to accept accountability..

it was the fucking worst day of my life.. it was the night before Christmas Eve.. I was thinking I was going to spend the holiday grieving my boy..

and In that moment I had no one.. the person who knows my connection with my boy.. the one who knows the dynamic between my family and I.. and who knows how to call me down during times where I’m freaking out and can’t think straight.. wasn’t and couldn’t be there.. understandably.. but , I realized.. I didn’t have the energy to explain the dynamic and all the detailed to anyone else.. and the one who did.. I mean..

A moment like this.. and feeling like this one person can’t be there.. during my worst day.. and me kot wanting to reach out because I didn’t know if it was safe or not.. to not get them in trouble.. still sucking this in and dealing with it alone so THEY can be okay.. made me realize so much..

I don’t hold anger. I don’t hold resentment. And I definitely don’t regret the years spent trying to make it work.. but I realize

one of the most difficult lessons i've learned is that not everything that you love is meant for you.

being in love with someone and being right for someone aren't the same thing

the same applies to everything in life you will fall in and out of love with a million different places, sunsets, colors, laughs, voices, books, movies, music.

and you will realize

that some loves stay for a lifetime and some stay for a little while. some places are your forever home and some are temporary. some voices are constant

and some will echo in your heart forever.

both of these are real both of these are love and all of it is life.

I wish nothing but the best for everyone.. including roaches. if it so happens that’s where that story ends.. so be it.

but everyone comes in to teach you something.. and to heal something.. or make you want to heal something and that job is done.. so our time is up.

it was beautiful. it was fun. it was worth it. and I’ll never have anything bad to say. Except that it ended too soon. . I’ll never be petty. I’ll never wish for anything bad to happen. and I’ll always remember it as two people who loved eachother deeply.. and both waited for eachother during tough times.. and it just simply.. wasn’t mean to be.

and that’s okay…

Sad I never got to show them my songs.. and play it for them before I put it out into the world.. but if I ever make it.. I hope when I scan around the crowd.. one day I’ll see them there.. front row at my show.. showing support..

and I’ll be first in line waiting for my order to be shipped from their store..

I think this might be my last journal entry about my bluebird. . back to my physical journal. or I might make this private and just type away everyday.. but with that being said ..

🥂 cheers.. to a wonderful 2023 full of wealth, happiness, and success in everything we do. Never felt better.

happy new year 🎊

[evansencezz]

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

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

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

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

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

The text read:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

There was no problem with sleeping, right?

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

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

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

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

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

“What..?” She mummbled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ace…?” She hoarsely whispered.

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

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

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

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

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

The blonde knew she was dreaming but…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

After awhile, the older sister finally spoke.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Violet..” The blue haired girl mummbled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“God she’s so pretty..” They smiled.

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

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

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

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

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

The perks of being born intersex, they pressumed.

“Iris??” Their mother called out again.

“Sorry, coming!!” They answered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yep.” Was all they said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They only looked towards her and blinked.

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

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

“Photography.” They honestly answered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They sighed before nodding.

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

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

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

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

It was easier that way.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The health and science major smiled a little before explaning.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Violet’s eye twitched and they snickered again.

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

‘Liar.’ Her mind hissed at her.

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

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

She glanced at it before sweat-dropping.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Cute.”

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

That stupid edging feeling had came back.

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

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

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

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

“Yeah, I’m fine.” She brushed off.

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

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

‘Fucking finally!’ Her mind cheered.

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

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

Oddly enough, it looked like Ace from the dream.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ouch!” Okay, not a dream.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I..” She choked out.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They stummbled over their own feet before grabbing her bag.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oreian.” She mummbled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Non-binary, they/them.” She grumbled.

He opened his mouth a little in surprise before nodding.

“Righttt’ sorry, let me reprahse, why were you so rude to your partner?” He asked again.

The long haired girl still scowled at him, this time with her arms crossed.

“I don’t like them. And..I wasn’t in the right state of mind.” She adimitted.

The male only guaffed and leaned his head back. A smile that showed off his sharp cainines showed across his face.

“I’ll say! You practically stabbed the pour things heart out! I mean that in a reotrochaical sense, mind you.” He snickered.

“Enough. Where’s Ace?” She glared at him.

He made a sound, simaliar to a wince sound. He looked away before smiling nervously.

“Oh, she’s at home, well our home. She’s probably sleeping right now.” He tried to answer.

The younger wasn’t falling for it though and tried yanking him by his tie but yelped when her body tilted forward as her hands went straight through him. She tried to stabblize herself but the blue-nette laughed geniuley before helping her. He grabbed her shoulders and sat her up before she could hurtself.

“I thought you knew that wouldn’t work-Ahaha!-your funny, kid.” He laughed.

Her right eye twitched and he smiled with his closed before moving away.

“I’m not a kid, I’m 22.” She hissed.

He pretended to make a surprised expression but it just came off more mocking then anything.

“Oh, you’ve gotten so old. Last time I saw you..you were a teenager, right?” He patronized.

She scowled harder and stared dagers into his eyes. She hated this guy, she really did.

“Cut it out. What do you want?” She snapped.

The male only smiled and blinked to one side of her room. She had her bookcase on that side and he obeserved it with mild intrest.

“Oh, your studying medicine now? How fiting!” He approved.

She finally had enough and went to stand up. She leaned to the side and set her crutches into place as she smoothly fell into the ground with one of her feet standing on the ground.

Oreain eyed her with mild intrest and she leaned aganist the right crutch.

“I’m serious! What do you want?!” She agressivly asked.

In the male’s defense, he couldn’t really take a short blonde who could barely stablize herself on crutches seriously.

“Just to help you with your little situation you have going on!~” He answered, boredly picking a book out of the shelf and flipping through it.

She looked at him with a lopsided expression.

“What do you mean, ‘problem’?? I’m perfectly fine to do this by myself.” She inquired with a hostile tone.

He only looked at her with a skeptical expression before cracking his neck slightly. Then, he appeared from behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders.

“Ah dear, how do I say this?? Your a little..controdictory in your methods!” He said.

Violet merly looked him confused. She ment, sure maybe sometimes she was nervous around Iris, and mean. But what was she suposed to do?!

“Well sorry! You try being in my place with barely any outside contact!” She hissed.

He merly laughed slightly before twirling a piece of her hair around his finger.

“Oh, Violet I was in your position! Now, I would be willing to make it easier for you!~” He answered before offering.

She erked and scrunched up her face in distaste. Her blue eyes stared him down in disgust.

“This whole stick’ may have payed off on Ace but not me buddy.” She snapped again.

He simply hummed before pulling away again. He seemed awfully touchy for a dead person. Also, he was never this comfortable with her when they first met.

He crossed his arms behind his back and smiled.

“But wouldn’t it be useful to have someone who can bend someone’s will to theirs? I mean, you need to be more blunt around them, sweetheart!” He honestly said.

She made a disgruntled noise at the nickname and glanced away. She hated this, as much as she made it obvious she knew he was mainuplating her. He just kept at it.

“Aren’t you going to get tired of this?? I said no, Oreain. So get out of here.” She coldly spoke.

The male grunted, his happy expression faltering slightly. She squinted at him and he leaned forward with a scowl of his own.

“You will say yes, eventually, Violet.” He sneered.

The next morning, Violet was actually outside. Surpringly enough, she had ordered a walking boot more tough then the normal ones to help her.

She could still walk on it, even better now. But she still got some stares when she winced now and then and tried to lean weight off of it while standing in line.

Currently, she was in a cafe’, she had ordered a vanilla lattee with alot of creamer. That’s just how she took it. She also took a bite of out the muffin she got.

It was warm and flaky, but tasted like sweet blueberries so she didn’t mind that much. She sighed and flipped a page of the book she was reading.

For the past hour, she has felt someone staring at her. But everytime she glanced up she only caught them glancing away. It was a mother with her child who were standing at another table.

The poor little girl looked like was lost and just following along with the mother. While the said one ok the other hand was on her phone and kept shooting Violet looks.

“Mama’ that girl has a huge boot on her foot! What’s wrong with her??” She asked.

The crippled girl almost spit out her drink at the question. You usually didn’t ask people what was wrong with them if they had a disablity.

“I don’t know darling.” She simply answered before going back on her phone.

The little girl still stared at her before finally loosing intrest. She stared out the window, snow.

A few other people inside the cafe’ seemed to look up and notice it aswell. The white flurries fell from the sky and landed gently on the ground.

“Hey there, stranger.” A familar voice called and she looked up, becoming extremely flustered when she saw who it was.

“I..Iris!!” She stiffened and stummbled out.

They simply laughed at her heartily, almost doubling over. An embrassed scowl quickly covered that previous expression.

“Ugh, don’t laugh!!” She complained.

They snickered a little before taking the seat across from Violet and smiling. She noticed that they had a coffee of their own and a scone.

“Why are you here?” She asked.

She didn’t mean for it to come off as brash as it did. But it still did. She winced a little at the tone but Iris immeditally answered.

“Do you not want me to be here?” They asked back, resting their hand on their cheek.

Violet bit her lip and looked away. They obviously knew the answer and it was honestly a bit unestting that they were conviently here.

“No..I mean no as in I don’t mind you being here..” She mummbled.

They grinned and took a bite out of their scone, when they opened their mouth, the shorter got a look at their teeth. Espically their canines were surprisngly sharp, how did she not notice that earlier??

“Soooo..I was wondering if you were up to go to the carinval next week with me!” They provided.

It really wasn’t a question, but still the blonde was taken aback. Did they seriously just brush off what happened last night??

“The carnival?? What carnival??” She asked.

The white and green-nette blinked a few times in shock.

“You seriously don’t know what I’m talking about?!” They asked, almost skeptic.

She simply nodded and flinched when she was suddenly shaken back and forth roughly.

“Jesus, I forgot how out of touch you were! C’mon, the christmas carnival! It’s basically where they have hot coco, shops, lights and everything christmas up!” They shook her back and forth.

The blonde groaned and they finally let her go. The former flushed slightly at the stares being tossed their way.

“God, did you really have to make a sene?! Anyways, fine. I’ll go with you, it sounds fun.” She agressivly asked before mummbling.

The other immeditally lit up at this and practically had stars around them.

“Really?! Great!~” They exictedly asked before singing.

Violet raised an eyebrow but brushed it off a little. When she glanced out the window again, she saw the snow coming down more heavily.

“Do you like snow, V’?” The white and green eyed person asked.

She glanced at them for a second before making a comtemplative expression.

“I supose, fall is my favorite season though.” She answered.

They nodded and smiled.

“Yeah, fall’s nice. But springs my favorite!~” They sighed, drinking some of their coffee.

The long haired girl blinked, it kind of made sense. They seemed like the type of person who liked warm weather.

“Oh, your studying??” Iris noticed the book the girl had shut closed by now.

The blue eyed girl was about to answer but she felt air coil around her neck. Her eyes widened slightly and she looked down to see black sleeves arms wrapped around her.

“Hi!~ Bad timing?~” Oreain sang near her ear.

Her expression changed to slightly panicked, her mouth falling and paling. Not to mention the shaky cold sweat running off her body. Was it her or was the room spinning?

“Hey, pretty girl, are you okay??” The person sitting across from her asked, worried.

The male spector looked up and grinned. Meanwhile, Violet was having the opposite reaction.

“Oh, it’s them!! Is this a little date you two are on?!~” He eagerly asked.

She breathed in and out a few times, closing her eyes before clearing her throat.

“Yeah sorry, I just thought about something.” She tried to smile in reassurance.

They squinted at her before shaking their head.

“Could you BE anymore obvious, dear? I mean..yikes..” The male who still had his arm wrapped around her shoulders mockingly asked.

She looked back down at the book that she had closed and bit her lip.

“Well., I better get going! My girlfriend and I have yet another date today!” Iris said, sitting up while finishing off their coffee and stuffing the scone in their mouth.

The navy haired male made a ‘tsk’ sound and held his hand out, moving infront of Violet.

“Want me to help you? I mean, abadoning you for their girlfriend? Yikes!” He offered.

The girl stared at his hand for a little longer before rapping her fingers along the table. She bit her lip harder and glanced away. Her heart beated in her ears faster and she sighed.

“I…Yes..” She accepted.

The male lit up and immeditally came closer. He reached a now slightly faded hand out and grabbed her cheek. Her breath caught in her throat as her body suddenly dropped to freezing degress and it seemed inhanced.

“Wow, it’s been forever since I’ve possesed somebody!” Oreain spoke in a echoey voice inside of her own head.

Violet looked down at her hands and noticed the golden ring that was now on their right index finger. It shimmered slightly when she oddly tilted it.

“V’? Your spacing out again.” The taller was closer and dangerously close to her ear.

Only, they weren’t. Their voice just sounded closer then it actually was. They still stood across from her and tilted their head.

“Ah, so sorry..I forget, have I met your parents yet?” She apologized before inquiring.

It took her back, those weren’t the words she wanted to say. And her voice sounded mainly like her own but it had undertones of Oreain’s influence.

Speaking of, they stared at her for a minute, probably stunned. They shook their head and looked away, grinning a little.

“Ah no, well none besides my mom. Why do ask?” They answered before leaning forward a little in curiousty.

In her..well mind, the shorter was flipping out!! I mean, what the hell was going on?! This was way too confusing and moving way too fast for her!

“Would it be okay if I came over to your house to meet them? For like dinner or something?” She inquired.

The mixmatched person seemed to choke on their own air, doubling over. A small grin overtoke her lips before fading back into a normal grin.

“Woah!! Did you completly go insane or something?! I mean, the Violet I know would never have the balls’ to ask something like that!” They stared at her with shaky eyes while still being double over.

Meanwhile, the golden eyed males voice made sort of a wince/ groan sound in her head.

“Ouch, yikes!” He hissed in mock pity.

In reality, those words did dig under her skin. Was that seriously what Iris thought of her?? A coward?? A paethetic shy person who backed away when being flirted with?!

“Seriously? Well then sorry for asking.” She spat out verbally.

Now the male was the one startled, on the outside Violet’s expression to change that.

“What are you doing?! Are you trying to make it worse?!” He botheringly asked inside of her head.

Now Iris’s expression changed into one of confusion. They furrowed their eyebrows and pressed their lips into a grimnace.

“Huh?? Oh no, don’t take that in a wrong way! I’m happy your being more bold with me!” They made a sound of confusion before lighting up and apologizing.

The yellow-nette eyes went wide as she processed this information. Were they serious??!

“Uh huh, and you thought they didn’t.” The cocky male voice inside her head sighed.

She was still in state of shock. It was surprisng to see them defending theirself. Usually they would just laugh it off or be more aggresive.

“Oh, really? Okay then, noted.” She rytorchacially asked.

They chuckled and stood up striaght, cracking their back in the process. Their eyes seemed to glimmer with a odd sense of merith.

“Anyways, if you wanna’ meet the rest of them sometime that’s no problem with me. But you know how they are, but again, it’s all you sooo..’!” They answered before trailing off.

A beat of silence covered the two before a ringtone went off. Iris flinched slightly and opened her phone and took the call.

“Darling, so sorry! I’m on my way right now! Yep..Uh huh, yeah…love you..bye..” They leaned to the side and spoke.

The annoyed feeling filled Violet’s chest again. This girlfriend of theirs was way too clingy, wasn’t she??

“Ugh, who even is this girlfriend?!” Oreain’s scoffing, annoyed tone voiced her thoughts exactly in her head.

“Never met her.” She simply mummbled back with her thoughts.

Iris sighed and closed her phone before sparing one last glance at the other. It was noticed by her how their apperance obviously turned more ragged.

“Well, I’d best be off now. Text me later, lovely.” They smiled tiredly at the end of the setence before making their way out of the cafe’.

All of a sudden, her body gained it’s heat back and she shivered as the blood flow in her body was pulsing. Oreain looked at her, sitting ontop of the cafe’ table with his feet kicking back and forth.

“Well? What do you think? Did I totally save you or did I totally save you??” He questioned, a cocky smile on his face.

The girl stood in silence for a few seconds before flushing slightly. She covered half of her face as a slight giddy small came over her face. The male only raised an eyebrow.

“Thank you..thank you so much..” She breathed out, practically squealing with excitement.

Oreain only leaned over the table slightly, near her. He grabbed her left wrist and moved her hand away from her face. Her cheeks were covered in a dark red.

“Ah, your pretty cute when your blushing.” He adimired.

This snapped the lovesick girl out of it. She glanced at him before shaking her wrist slightly, making him let go. People around her were off in there own worlds, either reading or on their phones.

“I have to go..I have a physical therapy apointment..” She half-heartly mummbled.

He blinked before blinking to her right side, observing as she picked up her tote bag and book along with her coffee. She pushed in her chair and threw out her empty cup of coffee.

“Huh..” He whispered in intrest before blinking away.

Iris sighed as they took another hit from their girlfriends vape. The hazel eyed girl was currently sitting behind them, her legs wrapped around their neck and shoulders.

“Hey babe, my friends are gonna’ come over and crash for a little, you okay with that??” She asked.

The former grunted and tilted their head a little back, their hair now hitting the others stomach.

“Huh…? Oh, oh..yeah..that’s cool..” They slowly replied.

The other snickered slightly and leaned down to kiss their forehead.

“Your so cute when your disorenated.!~” She sang before leaning back.

Iris scrunched up their face before taking another hit. Honestly, an odd choice of words. Maybe they would’ve sent that to Violet, though.

They took another hit of the vanilla flavored lung killer. They blinked a couple times, almost choking when the sound of someone knocking on the apartment door was heard.

“Ah that must be them! I’ll go get the door!” Mel’ quickly excused herself.

They groaned when she shifted off of the bed, the warmness she provided leaving quickly. They tilted their head back to normal and slumped forward with a frown.

“Hey guys, my partner is actually here right now. Their crashing in the other room.” They heard her speak.

Iris boredly rubbed one of their eyes before standing up. Their whole body ached, how annoying. They cracked their back and knuckles before walking into the living room.

From what they could make out, four other people were there. Two males and two other people. The long haired girl smiled and moved over to the hunched over figure.

“Speaking of, here they are! This is Iris, everyone!~” She introduced with a big smile.

The rest of them blinked at the same time, comical. The first one to speak up was a girl with purpleish with pink undertoned hair. It was rather short and messy.

She also had dark brown eyes and multiple pirecings.

“What’s up? You look wrecked.” She questioned before sarcasticallly saying.

The person beside her turned her back and snickered. While Mel’ frowned and Iris tilted their neck to crack it.

“Yeah? Sorry I’m kinda’ high right now..and you took my girlfriend away from me while we were comfortable.” They sarcastically answered.

Their girlfriend pinched the bridge of her nose before shaking it.

“Guys please, leave them alone. Just introduce yourselves.” She hissed before running a hand through her hair.

The pink and purple haired person sighed before crossing their arms over their chest. An unimpressed look sat on their face.

“Misa, Misa berken.” They answered.

Iris simply nodded before glancing at the person beside them. She had simliar colored hair, maybe a little lighter and longer.

“The name’s Mika, last names aren’t imporant!~” She answered aswell.

It was strange, they had twin sounding names but they didn’t seem like siblings.

“Are you two related??” They questioned, not exactly curious.

The two of them looked each other before the other burst out in laughter. Misa had a small grin on her face as she snickered slightly but that was it.

“Yep, cousins actually.” She spoke.

The short haired person made a sound of recongition before looking towards the two males. One had messy blonde hair, oddly remiscent of Violet’s. And it was tied into a high bun. It looked actually thin, like it was almost wet.

“My name’s vicent.” He introduced, a cute smile on his face.

They noticed he had pink eyebags under his eyes. Pretty cute, if you asked them.

“Move it, pretty boy!” The other male nudged him and scowled.

This one had brunette hair and dark green eyes. But part of his bangs were died red and he had cool glasses on. He was also the tallest in the room.

“I’m prettier then Vicen’ right new person??” He leaned towards Iris a little.

Misa faceplamed while Mika sighed heavily. The male startled at this and turned towards them before back towards the other.

“What? Did I miss something?!” He asked before glancing at Mel’.

“This is my partner.” She simply said.

He immedtially reeled back before nervously smiling.

“Oh!..sorry, my name’s Seoul..pleasedon’thateme..” He apologized before rushing the end.

They blinked a few times, rubbing underneath their eyeball. Then, they turned to face equally infront of the rest of them.

“Right..my name’s Iris Redbrook..ugh..sorry I’m really tired.” They said before groaning.

The shorter girl smiled and supported them slightly as she lead them to the coach. Their body slumped and they closed their eyes. They could feel eyes on them but they didn’t feel like staring back.

“Soooooo..’ Mel, you really like them?” Mika questioned.

The long haired girl made a confused face. Well, obviously?? She wouldn’t be dating them if she didn’t.

“Yeah?? Obviously..” She answered.

They shot the sleeping person a look before making a face and shrugging. She looked around a little more and saw Vicent also giving her a look.

“Okay guys, why are you giving me that look?” She annoying asked.

Her eye twitched slightly and he smiled a little.

“It’s really not something too bad but uh..they didn’t seem too into you from what we sensed..” He honestly said.

Mel’ narrowed her eyes at him and scowled slightly. Who cared what they thought??! Iris did care about her. They just weren’t overly clingy.

“They DO love ME, you two. They just don’t cling onto my every breath like you DO.” She spat.

The pair recoiled and cringed, glancing at each other.

“Just go, okay? If your gonna’ judge my fucking partner then go.” She placed a hand on her hip and dug her fingers into her skin.

Now everyone looked at her like she was losing it, which made her eye twitch. She made a motion for them to exit and everyone hesiatently stood up.

“Go.” She hissed when they didn’t make a move towards the door.

They all frowned before shuffling towards the door. Misa was the first to turn their back and open the door, the expression on their face unclear.

Mel’ sighed heavily and slumped down on the couch when all of them left. How annoying. Don’t get her wrong, she liked her friends. But they were overly protective.

She glanced over at Iris’s sleeping figure. They had a relaxed and peaceful look to them. The black and brownish freckles littered across their face like stars.

She leaned closer and gently tapped their cheek with the tip of her finger. Cold. It was still soft but oddly cold. She frowned slightly and adjusted her posture so she was aganist their chest.

She pulled the soft blanket that was laying on the ground off of the ground. She shuffled a little to place the blanket over both of them and she grinned at the new warmth.

The hazel eyed girl sighed softly before closing her eyes.

Violet groaned as she looked around again, was she seriously asleep again?! Had she fallen asleep on the train ride home or something?! Her hands moved, and a trail of motion blur followed behind.

“Great.” She hissed, sarcastically.

She atleast expected to end up back in the area she was last time but no. She was on a beach, the oddly colored red moon dipping but still hangin high in the air. The ocean water seemed to also glimmer a slight red.

“Violet, your back already!” Ace’s voice called out to her.

Don’t get her wrong, she enjoyed seeing Ace again. Even if it was werid that she was selfaware this was a dream.

“Hey, Ace. Where are we?” She glanced at her before raising an eyebrow towards the whole beach.

She also noticed the change in attire. Her sister had a white, or extremely light blue sundress on. There was a yellow and white flower tucked behind her ear and the camera still hugged her neck.

“Isn’t it obvious?? The beach of course!” She scoffed.

The blonde blinked as the waves came closer, touching her feet. The sand softened underneath it aswell.

“Don’t you remeber?? We went to the beach once..when you were pretty young..” Ace questioned.

The blue eyed girl tried to think, to remeber it, she couldn’t. Her eyes clouded over and she looked at the older.

“You don’t..do you..?” She asked.

It seemed as if a power seized her throat. She grimnaced and looked down.

“Ace..what is this?? Why do you keep doing this?” She weakely asked.

She was tired, fatigued. Oreain also didn’t help, plauging her mind with thoughts about Iris. It was like the only thing she lived for at this point.

“I’m..not sure..you don’t seem as happy..” The blue haired girl answered honestly.

The younger girl came a little closer, but not close enough.

“I’m just tired..so tired..I don’t even know why I can walk properly in these dreams. Everytime I wake up to relize I can’t I just..” She lamented.

Ace frowned before trying to smile.

“Why do you hate yourself so much? Be honest.” She bluntly asked.

Why did she hate herself? A fair question. She could go on and on about how useless she was. But in all honesty, why did she??

There were plenty of other people who were crippled who didn’t hate themselves. So why did she only feel worthless? Why couldn’t she walk and hug Iris like a normal person?!

“Ah..I get it..” Violet didn’t have to answer, Ace already figured it out.

Intense self-loathing.

“Your overlooked, yeah?? You hate it when people baby you, yes?? Understandab-!” The taller girl started but was cut off.

“No. You don’t understand.”

The slightly taller girl frowned and moved a little back. The yellow-nette’s eyes were slanted, she didn’t look pleased at all.

“How could you?! You have no idea what I’ve been through. No,..you left too early to even understand what’s happened..” She placed a hand in her hair so it slightly shadowed over her right eye.

“What are you talking about, Violet?? Please..” Ace furrowed her eyebrows.

“Do you know that I’m crippled? Did you somehow figure that out?” She harshly asked.

The caramel eyed girl blinked a couple times. No, she didn’t. Violet forced out a harsh laugh.

“No? Of course you don’t.” She added on.

“I’m crippled now, I can barely go outside. And when I do, people look at me like I’m weak! I’m not weak, I’m not weak, I..I’m not weak..I can handle myself..” She repeated.

She glanced at the older sister with slightly pleading eyes.

“I’m not weak..am I, Ace?” She mummbled.

The girl in the sundress came closer and hugged Violet. The slight breeze of the ocean blew harder and whipped their air back and forth. Blonde and blue mixed together.

“I love you..I love you..I love you and miss you so much..it hurts.!” The younger strongly clentched onto the other like she was scared to let go.

The moon’s red glow seemed to infesify as Violet broke down. Her awfully fatigued and weak body crumpling, she was weak. She couldn’t do anything.

“I feel like I’m going insane..I’m not insane..am I..?” She tiredly looked up at her big sister.

She was looking away, biting her lip. Her eyes focused back on the former’s figure and she seemed more concerned. There was nothing she could do, nothing outside of these dreams atleast.

“No, your not insane, V’. Your fine, here, with me.” She assured.

The former didn’t look back at her as she merly tightened her hold. Practically choking her.

In particular, a large wave hovered above the two of them. It crashed down onto the two of them, pulling them in the water. While Ace manged to stay on her feet, the shorter went under.

The salty ocean water uncomfortably made her shut her eyes. Everything stung, everything was cold and wet. She held the remander of the air she had left and tried to back.

Everything seemed muffled to her ears, just the constant bridage of smaller tides. Dying in a dream wasn’t a new exprince, it was just annoying.

And uncomfortable. Some of the unwelcomed water slipped into her mouth and her throat squeezed. She shook her head but the aderline was running out.

Her throat still begged for her to keep fighting but the rest of her body went numb. She couldn’t feel anything but her blurry hands. She could feel her mind grow foggy as her lungs filled up with water.

She simply accepted the fate and relaxed the rest of her body.

She confusingly felt the area around her change. She was in the middle of a forest. What exactly was going on??

Wasn’t she suposed to be awake by now?!

Her breathing sped up a little but she looked around shakily. No sign of Ace, were those dogs barking?-no, no one else, aren’t these trees rather tall??-okay those are defnetily dogs!!

She whipped around and heard some unfamilar voices speaking.

“I don’t care! Just find her! Keep her away from my love at all costs!”

“Oreain..?” She whispered, squinting at the figures.

They were far away sure, but it sure as hell was. He looked taller, oddly enough. He had massive black eyebags and a dishelved yet charming apperance.

“But master-!” Another voice started but was cut off.

“Didn’t I say that I didn’t care? Ace’s paethetic sister is just another hinderence.” His voice dropped.

There was no dobut they were certaniley talking about Violet. She knew Oreain was a bad person, a bad influence on Ace.

“Wait a second..” He paused, slowly turning in the direction of her.

Violet’s eyes widened as his eyes landed on her. His own pair of eyes widened and he mouthed something.

“What are you doing here?”

She took this as a sign to run off in the opposite direction. The trees blurred past her and the barking got louder. But the odd thing was that she couldn’t see any dogs.

She halted when she saw just plain white. The forest atmopshere dissapered and it just turned plain white. When she turned back around, the rest of the forest plainly dissapered.

“What do you think your doing?” She flinched when she heard him ask.

She turned towards him, oddly enough, he looked human. He wasn’t transparent at all and he wasn’t blinking from one place to another.

“What…?” She took a few steps back.

“Are you stupid-actually no, I know you are. Let me reprahse, are you moronic?!” He started but changed his wording.

The girl’s eye twitched and she glared down at him.

“This is a dream, what the actual fuck was that? The part where you called me a hiderence?!” She bitterly inquried.

The male only blinked before a crooked smile overcame his face. Then..

“Ha…Ahahah..AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA-PLEASE-HAHAHA!!” He burst out in delousional laughter.

The laughter would’ve been actually nice to listen to, according to Ace. Who knows, this was her crazy ass husband?

“Oh..oh your so much like your sister..it’s paethetic really!~” He caught his breath before smiling at her, joy in his eyes.

“Keep your delousions away from me. Let me wake up.” She spat, taking another step back.

He only blinked and came a little closer.

“Oh? Whose to say that this isn’t a dream? Think about it, V’.” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Her gaze narrowed even further and she now came closer. This seemed to surprise the male, but not in a bad way.

“Don’t you fuck with me, creep. I still don’t understand your motives and it pisses me off. It pisses me the FUCK off.” She leaned forward, but ducking slightly so she wasn’t in his face fully.

He made a offened hissing sound and fluttered his eyelashes at her. Funnily enough, she wanted to tear them off his fucking face.

“Creep?? Isn’t that a little too harsh?” He innocently asked.

Her eyes flickered to his eye and she yanked it. He grunted and stummbled down slightly, now at face level with her. Maybe even looking up some.

“Be honest with me, and give me a good reason why I shouldn’t slacp your sleazy ass right here and now.” Her voice seeped with venom.

The navy-nette only stared back at her but his smile was gone. She shook him slightly so he would respond.

“I can’t die. I hope you know that.” He blurted out.

Violet grumbled and pushed herself away violently. The male stummbled back to his feet but stablized himself.

“Do you seriously want to wake up? I don’t control this dream.” He asked weakely before adding on.

Her eyebrow twitched in confusion and she leaned forward.

“What do you mean you don’t control it? Then why are YOU here?!” She annoyingly asked.

He sighed and fixed his dishelved tie. His bony hands tied it properly and he looked at her.

“It means exactly that, Violet. I guess I got dragged in here with you. I was sort of mingling around so..” He shrugged.

The former shot him a look and pinched the bridge of her nose. She wasn’t in the mood for this.

“Look, if you aren’t in control of whatever this is, can you please fuck off?”

He planted a snarky grin on his face and leaned closer.

“You don’t like my company?” He asked.

She made a face like he was insane while she moved back.

“Absoutetly not!” She firmly answered.

The male’s laughter rang in her ears as her hearing actually became muffled. It probably would’ve been more obxinous but she was waking up now.

The blonde grunted as she stummbled off of the subway. Her eyes were still half-litted and started to adjust. She quickly looked at the stop and sighed in relief when it was her right stop.

A few people looked at her but quickly looked away. She looked around before sighing and clutching her bag closer to her. Her mind wandered back to the dream she had just had as she started walking back to her apartment.

“So fucking annoying.” She hissed, eyebrow twitching.

The male refused to give her anything, anything. She itched to find someway to get rid of the growing mood of stress and anger in her. Should she just step into the rode and wait for someone to hit her?

She needed someone, something to take her anger out on. It couldn’t be a stranger, not this time. Her eyes darted around as she saw her building complex come into view.

She also slowed her pace as a familar figure faded into view.

“Iris..?” She mummbled.

Oh, it sure as hell was. And their cute little girlfriend was there too. Her expression only hardened, the girl had long brunette hair obviously, and annoyingly pretty eyes.

“Dear, is that your friend over there?” The said girl nudged Iris and pointed at Violet.

The taller jolted and looked up, grinning widely when their eyes landed on her. Meanwhile, the former was practically radiating anger but took a few deep breaths.

This was fine, she told herself. This was fine.

“V’, hey! Sorry for the short notice! I wanted to come by myself but my girlfriend here wouldn’t stop bugging me about it..” They sighed and shook their head.

‘Clingy fucking bitch.’

“It’s nice to meet you..oh..” The girl let go of them and went to hold her hand out but blinked when she noticed the cast on the others foot.

‘How rude.’

“Oh yikes, what happened to you?!” The hazel eyed girl shook her head and conceringly asked.

The slightly shorter girl stummbled back and raised an eyebrow.

“I’m crippled.” She bluntly answered.

The other girl immeditally reeled back and blinked. Then, she made a slight bow movement with a sweat-drop rolling down her cheek.

“Oh, I am so so sorry! Iris didn’t say anything so..” She quickly apologized, embrassed.

The mismatched shrugged slightly. The long haired girl pinched the bridge of her nose slightly before sighing.

“So what now??” She ratherly coodly asked.

The taller leaned forward slightly and titered back and forth. Enough, she wanted them dead. She wanted to wipe their stupid annoying ass grin off their face.

“Aren’t you going to let us in your house??” They sarcastically questioned.

The ocean eyed girls eye twitched multiple times.

“Sure, only you though.” She roughly grabbed them and stared at Mel’.

The girlfriend only shifted her gaze between the two, confused. Iris went to save the day by smiling and grabbing her hands.

“Lovely, I’ll be back soon enough. V’ isn’t comfortable showing her place to many people.” They comforted.

The girl only frowned harder but sighed. She flashed a smile towards Violet.

“It was nice meeting you, by the way..I’ll text you later, my love.” She said before kissing Iris’s cheek and walking away, giddy.

The two didn’t say anything as she dragged them to the level her apartment was on. She immpaintely tapped her foot as she unlocked the door and practically shoved Iris inside.

They stummbled before clumsly turning around.

“Woah, getting a little handsy there, aren’t you??” They asked.

The other didn’t find this amusing as they put their satchel down and shoved them towards the bedroom. They snickered, a faint blush covering their face.

“No seriously, what’s the matter? Are you jealous or somethin’?!” They shook their head, still not fighting aganist the shorters pushing.

The other hovered above them as she pushed them on the bed fully. Her eyes darkened and almost flickered red for a second. The taller’s smile dropped slightly and they leaned back.

“Violet?? Come on..” They mummbled.

In reality, they didn’t mind the change in demenor. But it just seemed something that SHE wouldn’t do. She would’ve said something by now.

“Did you actually get possesd or something-!” They opened their mouth again but she roughly pressed her hand aganist their mouth.

They caught a glance of her finger, the matching ring she always had on it was missing.

“Shut the fuck up.” She spat before leaning over them and mummbling when she grabbed a piece of fabric.

It looked to be part of a tie, but they couldn’t tell. She quickly tied aganist their wrists, kind of scaring them. She finished by giving it a hard tug before pulling away.

“Violet look, non-con bonadge? It would’ve been hotter if you had just asked.” They sarcastically grummbled.

“God, how does she love you so much?! Do you ever just shut up?!” Her voice distroted as she wrapped a hand around near their throat.

The other winced under her touch but didn’t say anything. They looked up into her eyes and saw how dark they were.

She completly moved off of the bed and exited the room. They blinked a few more times before tugging on the fabric. They grunted before manging to get the knot in their mouth.

They manged to get it loose and tug on it again. It came undone and they grunted again and slumped forward.

They held their breath slightly as they heard Violet rumming in the kitchen. She was oddly attactive, even with the boot on her foot. Iris tried to be quiet as they exited the room and peaked down towards the kitchen.

It looked like she was loading a gun up with something. But it didn’t look like a regular gun, it was see through and had a small insert. Speaking of the insert, they fetched something from the table, a small bottle.

She seemed to hisatate, like she was having a battle with herself. They furrowed their eyebrows, they were confused. Why was she acting so werid??

“I don’t want to hurt them..I don’t..” She repeated, looking up and fourtanetly, not towards Iris.

It was like she was looking at a figure far away. Her eyes had lightened a little bit before darkening again.

“You really think the feeling will go away if I do this?” She inquired to no one, at least from their point of view.

The girl bit her lip harshly as she glanced towards the floating figure. In her right hand was a small vial of Arsenic. Exteremely posinous.

“Of course it will. Plus, it’s a fast acting posion.” He reassured, a calm smile on his face.

It was odd, he almost seemed happy about this. She stared at the vial a little more before inserting it.

“There you go!~ Now time to go find them!~” He encourged, a chilling flow of wind passing through her when he blinked infront of her.

He tilted his head up and glanced towards the stairwell, narrowing his eyes as a motion blur passed.

“Come on.” He bluntly said, moving Violet along.

Funnily enough, when he was distracted, he didn’t notice that she stashed another vial of aresenic in her pocket.

Iris slumped aganist the bedframe, their mind running wild. Posion, murder?? Did Violet seriously like them that much and they were just igorant??

Of course, they knew they liked each other. But why did it irrate them that they were going to die without confessing? She could at least pour her heart out to them before doing the deed!!

They scowled but jumped slightly Violet entered the room. Her face was blank, her eyes cold and lips pressed into a scowl like grimnace.

“You got out of the restraints..” She immeditally noticed.

They manged to hold steady eye contact and nod.

“Your underestiamating me, Evergarden. Are you a complete obessive freak about me? Answer me, I won’t judge!” They bluntly said before placing a innocent smile on their face.

The shorter’s expression changed into unsteadiness before tightening her hold on the gun. It wasn’t pointed at them yet, thank the gods.

“Your the freak here, if your smiling when knowing your about to die.” She coldly responded.

They simply leaned closer and she scowled.

“Your totally obessed with me, aren’t you?? That’s okay, I feel the same way!” They asked before answering.

The long haired girl was about to respond but paused. They felt the same way? As in, they liked her? Loved her??

“What..?” She mummbled.

They grinned, but it was less sane then last time. It looked like they were about to go on a full rant.

“I love you, wasn’t obvious?! I love you so much that I wouldn’t mind if you killed me! I wouldn’t mind it all, if it would make you more happy! I love you so much I love you God I can’t-!” They rambled before leaning extremely fast and close towards her.

She flinched and her eyes shrunk when they grabbed her face and connected their lips. Wasn’t she suposed to feel happy?! But there was now a pit in her stomach.

“Oh yikes..” She heard Oreain’s familar voice whisper in her ear.

Iris dug their fingernails into her skin and she was convinced she was suffocating at the vigor that they were kissing her with. She manged to forceably pull away.

She shakily looked at them while their face was bathed in a red color. They were insane, completly insane! Sure, Violet might have been too, but they were demented!!

“You love me! Say it, c’mon! Please say it..” They begged, the crooked grin on their face only widening.

She looked down at the posinous gun she was holding and her hands were shaking. Nothing made sense. Where was Oreain when you needed him??

“You don’t love them.” Speak of the devil.

He stood by her with an impressed expression on his face. He looked almost amused.

“What..?” She whispered.

He huffed and blinked closer to her, on her right side. He grabbed her hand and flashed the gun she was holding, and her shaken hands.

“If you loved them, why are you reacting like this? Don’t you want this?” He questioned.

He didn’t have a smile on his face anymore. In fact, he looked geniuley bored.

“No..I didn’t think..” She started.

When she glanced at Iris, they weren’t saying anything. But if they were, she couldn’t hear them.

“You confused suffocation and protectiveness for love. That’s what this is. You don’t want to love or be with them. You just want them to be yours, as your best friend.” He clarrifed.

Her eyes darted back towards the gun, which he caredully pushed closer to her.

“If you want this new feeling to go away, you should just do it.” He encourged, the regular smile coming back onto his face.

Violet’s hearing slowly came back into frame and she could hear Iris now, clearly.

“Please..just say it..” They were still begging?

How weak.

How paethetic.

She narrowed her eyes and raised the gun. The short haired person blinked a couple times before frowning.

“No, no, no!! Wa..Wait before you do it, just confess! Please!” They desperately said.

They knew she was going to do it. And they knew she wouldn’t confess. So why were they still trying?!

“God, V’! Just fucking DO IT.” The specteral male complained in the corner of her vision.

She tightened her hold in the weapon even further, her knuckles turning white. Iris’s eyes shifted back and forth.

“Please..” They whispered.

Violet fired.

“Guh!-!” The needle hit them with a disgusting tacky sound, right in the eye.

She saw Oreain wince in her vison but didn’t say anything. The posion barely even acted before they collapsed. Blood from the now pulsting eye dyed the sheets.

“Yikes, must’ve misfired or something.” He hissed.

The taller’s body was twitching slightly at this point, but it was clear they were dead. Violet winced and clutched her chest when a wrenching feeling was heard there.

The male shot her a look and she tightened her hold.

“Why does it hurt so much?! Why isn’t the feeling gone??” She frantically asked, panting.

The golden eyed male whistled and looked away. His work was done here. No more distractions. No more obstacles.

“See ya’, kid.” He smiled before dissapering.

She whipped towards him only to see nothing. She could litterally feel her heart throbbing. She couldn’t..she couldn’t breath…

Her extremely shaky left hand dug through her pocket and found the vial of aresnic. She tried to calm her breathing as she inserted the vial quickly enough.

She felt like crying but nothing was coming out. She winced and find a comofortable area to press it at. It aimed right above her chest, straight to the heart.

Her head throbbed, her foot throbbed and almost gave under her. At least no one would miss her, not now. She breathed in and out, closing her eyes.

She pulled the trigger.

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(WOOO BABY *vigrously cracks neck and knuckles)

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hhmmhmm i relaly eeally sad so i felen like m gonan vent ):

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today was jsuu t really bad ): i woekeu p late so i ddintng et a much tiem to shop for shoes as i needed becacu i ended up ahving to do so after my shift and,, my shift was kinda boring and m and it was sooo strianingn bevaau i had to clean all the dusty bookshelves . my school dance was horrible bc i feltl left out toward s the end and my social anxiety eas really kickin in so i hid in the bathrooom until my mom picked me up and crieid in the car , crie dwhen i got home )): i fellt so lonrly and left out ther evceause my friend was bmosrly payin attention to the other girl so i ws just alone in the crowd , she didnt come w me to the abthroom ejher so when i canebakc i got lost and just decided, ef it im just gonna go abck to the bathroom and go home . and on top of rhahr when iw alked oht of the bathroom although i saw m and her crienbda, her one friend calld me h*t and i ddint really like that m evcasue, i dont wanna b h*t, i m just a teen agtger all and ive been trgijg to chase my lost childhood , or a tleadt heal my inner child and these days , the words h*t or s*xy make me feel me comfortable more than complimented . i wanna be cute i wnana ve pretty, not h*t. i know my mo m was being right when she said that its not sonething i can really avoid but tht was sort of the bittersweet cherry on top ): im happy that people like the way i look but that whole time i felt inferior because everyone wore short dresses and mostly sneakers, i felt so overdressed . today was the first day i ever wore a full face of makeup and if elt so,, fbeauituful in it i felt so polished and glamourous, and i only got a few photos , but wheni got to the dance everyone was wearing short dresses and i felt so out of place )))): i know i shouldnt gave cared about what peopelw ere wearing or thbking but god i just didnt fel good, and seeing how everyone wa swearing short sdresses makes me wish that i wore one too like the one from artizia bevause it was so pretty and partylike . i woore a blue long dress with a cowl neck and jr was vibtage and i felt so pretty before i left, what ahppened ? i jsut wanna curl up in a ball and cry ): i fellt liek that time couldve been spent with the guy i called while i wad there, he made me feel mcuh better and i appreciate his dorky singing . and i t wasnt eveb like he was reassuring me, but it looked like he wanted to hangout and i asked him too if he wanred to watch strnanfe rthings w me , and he was like “yeah sure” and then i was like “you wanna watch it with me?” and he aggrewd and it felt ,, a luttle mixed sigbally , like the one time wheerei think i calle dhim late at nighr on my phone number n not on dizzy. hhhhh ): i sad and feel so inferior ,,, i dont wnana go to work tonorrow or schoool or do anything and j jsur wanna sulk. i dont wnana see people . i know nobody knows how i felt inside but i jsut cant bear it right now. i cant put on a fake smile and say i had a good time when it was horrible towards the middle half. and i might be havinf withdrawl rn because i only got half of my mediciaoton , and i so sad , so sso sad ): i need refil asap. i also sad bc i havent been able to weie a diary log , bur ik that i dont have to everyday , is not a chore, bu i wish iw wsnt so tired n that i could keep a streak of it , and my cat keeps consecutively waking ne ip at 4 am and i wnet to bed at 11 shut my eyes cos i was like “dont fight the slepe antmore” but i wannted more time to browse on my phone because i dont get to in the mornin . hhh. relalt sad ):