#||TWO PRETTY MEN YESH

[shining-gem34]

Ah—and what’s this? Just one vidyadhara canoodling the other in some shady corner of Aurum Alley. Some teeth might be involved. Xiyang’s, perhaps, along a curved ear… marking down the pale column of Dan Heng’s throat.

“Pretty,” he purrs the word—loves the way the skin blooms red, like his eyes. Something to remember him by.

Unprompted?? || Always Accepting @rvinfall

The fact they're still in public lingers in the back of his mind. A thought he struggles to grasp onto like a rope fraying with every bite. Xiyang teeth digging into his skin leaves him light-headed. The jolt of excitement running down his spine fans the desire boiling in his blood.

"I..." Dan Heng bites his lower lip to stifle the sounds in his throat. The pink dusting his cheeks darkens at the praise. He won't deny he likes having Xiyang attention on him.

But Dan Heng refuses to be the only one flustered- so easily affected by the other man.

One of his hands gripping Xiyang shirt moves to grab a handful of dark locks. A small tug to force his head back, enough to reveal his lovely throat. The skin already marred with fading marks and Dan Heng doesn't resist the urge to renew them.

"That would be my line, Xiyang." Dan Heng whispers, leaning his head up to nuzzle into the crook of his neck.

Sighing contently, he kisses the skin. A trail of chaste kisses before sinking his teeth in. He knows once he pulls away, his lover skin will bloom red just like his eyes.

Hopefully, a reminder to Xiyang who would brazenly mark him- claim him as his own.

[emocka]

Hear me

Deaf reader x genshin men ft aether Kazuha scaramouche

Warnings reader is deaf. A silent voice inspired this minus the bullying part. Aue me it's my favorite movie.

Plot: you've been deaf all your life never hearing your lovers voice. That was until your birthday came around. You had been saving up to afford cochlear implants. When your lover caught wind they paid for it. How will you react when you hear them for the first time?

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Aether

You questioned how you managed to make a love story with aether. When your birthday came around aether surprised you with the surgery. He caught wind of what you were doing.

After some discussions without letting it slip what he was doing he made the appointment. You accepted it with the secret promise to pay him back. So under the anesthesia you went. Out you came with the implants.

'So she wont be able to use them for two weeks. Keep water off them.' The doctor droned on and handed aether a packet with instructions. He nodded taking the papers. He walked over to your sleeping figure. Gently kissing your forehead.

'A little longer kitten. Then I can pop the question. Happy birthday.' He nuzzled your hair then left.

You were released and sent home. During the two weeks you noticed aether acting weird. It scared you. When he disappeared for three days you cried. The time finally came to turn them on. You were nervous staring in the mirror. With aether acting you were wondering if you made the right choice.

Giving in you turned them on and left the bedroom. Walking down the hall aether signed at you asking if they were on. You nodded.

He smiled and held out his hand. You took it and he led you to the couch. He signed at you to close your eyes. You did as told.

'Y/n. I know you've never heard anyone's voice and I wanted to be the first one you heard.' You jumped hearing him.

His voice was calm.

'I know we've been through a lot. And I wanted to ask you something. You mean a lot to me. Being with you has been a dream. And thats why I wanted to ask the question.' He pulled out the ring.

'Open your eyes' he said. You opened them.

'Will you marry me?' He asked. In front of you was a ring. You widen your eyes then tackled him crying. Aether hugged you.

'Yesh' was all you said. Talking was going to difficult for you. But aether didnt care. He was just happy that you said yes.

'Your the best person and deserve the world.' He said as he slipped the ring on you. He then hugged you and pulled you down again.

Kazuha

He caught wind of it. The internet history made it pretty obvious. He then found your math.

After some discussions about it he kissed your head. He discreetly made the appointment. When your birthday came are he handed you a card. He signed at you which caused you to cry.

The day before kazuha had canceled everything to spend time with you. You guys were in bed cuddling. You were signing in his hand. You were freaking out. Scared out of your mind. He stroked your hair to calm you down. When the day arrived you went under the anesthesia. After a several hours the procedure was a success. papers in hand kazuha sat down and watched you. Two weeks before you could use them. Then 3 to 6 months to adjust to them. It was going to a long recovery.

During the two weeks you were spotted making small flowers. Your wedding was coming up. He also spotted you dropping money his to account. He knew what you were doing so he discreetly dropped it back in yours. All though the next morning it was back in his account. He was going to talk to you about that. When the two weeks were over. You were in the shared bathroom. Sitting on the floor pondering whether or not you should turn on them. Kazuha on the other couldnt find what he was looking for. He written a song for you. It was a private one so his fans wouldnt get to hear it. He stopped the search when he heard you crying.

He knocked on the bathroom door. Opening it quietly he saw the scene. You were sitting on the floor. Crying. Tapping g your shoulder he signed at you.

*I dont know if I should turn them on! What if I cant handle the noise?* you signed at him.

He pulled you up and guide you to your bed.

*then just turn them off. Let me know.* he signed back kissing your forehead.

You gave it some more thought them turned them on.Kazuha smiled. Taking a deep breath he started talking.

'I love you.' Was all he said.

You looked at him. People described his voice as soft as autumn breeze. Hearing his voice made you cry.

You started talking saying thank you. You didnt care if you couldnt say words correctly. You didnt care if your voice sounded like a five year old. Neither did kazuha. He just pulled you onto his lap and hugged you. He will admit he was crying as well.

'Sh sh its ok.' He said rubbing your back. He smiled through his tears hugging you tighter.

It was safe to say that when you heard him sing for the first you cried again.

And the wedding? It went well.

Scaramouch

Dont ask him how he knew. He just knew. After a few attempts to get the ball dropped. You accidentally revealed what your plans were.

He made the appointment. When your birthday came around he took there. Signing at you he promised it would be ok. If anything went wrong he would have Ajax take care of it. He kissed your cheek and let the doctor take you.

After sometime the procedure was over. Rather loopy from the morphine you decided to sleep. Scaramouche right there in the room with the doctors explaining everything. Handing him the packet he walked over to you pulling a chair up to the bed. Taking your hand he fell asleep.

During the two weeks you were in pain. Scara did his best to help you. Preventing you from ripping them out. When the time finally came you were crying. You weren't having a mental break down. You were panicking because of the possibility of him divorcing you. You noticed him acting weird. When you woke up you saw the words divorce on his laptop.

The reality? He kinda was BUT he had a good reason. He wanted to remarry you. Ever since he found out about the cochlear implants he discreetly made plans to redo the wedding. He had grabbed you wedding dress and had it tailored to your current size. He looked online and found the venue it was held at. He rebooked the honeymoon trip suite included. He made sure everything was ready. Your wedding ring was also resized and redone.

You decided to power through somewhat and sign the papers. He then slide a card to you. It had a date and address in it.

So you showed up with yae miko in tow. She pulled you into a dressing room and helped you into it.

After getting into the dress you were walked down the aisle towards Scaramouche. He signed at you to turn them on. You refused thinking this was a cruel joke. But with a little bit of convincing you turned then on. He made yae miko go leaving you him and the priest behind.

'Y/N. I'm sorry for acting weird' he took your hand in his. 'But I did it for a good reason. I know I'm not the most affectionate person in the world. I would like to make it up to you.'

Tear started coming down your face. He pulled you close to himself to wipe them away.

'I'm sorry for putting you under so much unwanted stress.' He kissed your cheek. 'I promise you itll all be ok.'

He murmered in your ears quietly as the priest announced you two married.

[heliosthegriffin]

Dead Knight’s VII

AN: Beginning of Chapter Two

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Summer was right, he did feel like garbage when he woke up. Everywhere that he got hit last night, along with his hand, felt like they bruised and sore, despite the fact he had no injuries what so ever.

Not a single bruise, scratch, or black eye.

He really could have used this back in high-school.

A growl then sounded out from Jaune’s stomach, a very loud and high pitched growl. With a wave of primal hunger awakening inside of him.

“Ugh.”

‘Looks like someone is awake!’

“Morning Summer.”

Jaune’s stomach growled again.

He could feel a smirk on Summer’s bony face.

‘And hungry too.’

“I feel like I could eat horse.”

‘Don’t eat horsies! What have they ever done wrong to you?’

“Well, one time at my grandma’s farm I got thrown off my one.”

‘Well, you probably deserved it.’

“Pfff. Maybe. I wasn’t exactly the most intelligent child and I may or may not have put my fingers in its ears.”

Summer bursted out into the laughter at that.

“Hey, I thought you were my friend why are you laughing at me?”

That only made her laugh harder.

It took a minute for Summer to stop laughing.

Then a question hit Jaune, actually many questions went through his blond head.

“Hey, Summer. Last night you said we should wait for you to explain everything to me, well I got a couple questions that I think I want some answers too.”

Summer went quiet at that, and mulled over the words.

Then she shrugged. ‘Sure, why not. Not like there’s anything we can do right now in the daylight. Oh, and by the way, you’re not wanted for anything, I went out this morning and there’s not suspects for the assault last night.’

That was a weight off Jaune’s back that he didn't’ know he had, and he let out a breath of relief.

“Alright,” Then Jaune froze in horror as a terrible question rose in his mind. “Summer, I failed Beacon’s Initiation right?”

‘Well considering you died, got back up and then walked off, I imagine, yes you failed quite hard.’

“Yeah, that’s my point. Does Beacon know I died?! Did they see me walk off, or have had me declared dead yet?!”

Summer’s silence was telling.

“Well?”

‘I don’t know.’

“What do you mean you don’t know? Aren’t you like all-knowing and stuff?”

‘When did I ever say that?’

“I don’t thought, I just assumed since you’re a Darkness damned grim reaper!”

‘Jeez, potty mouth, if had a wallet I’d make you put a lien in the swear jar!’

“That’s my point, if I’m legally dead how am I suppose to get my wallet back from Beacon!”

‘Oh... Oh. Oh, that is a problem isn’t it?’

“Yes it’s a problem.” Jaune paused for second. “Wait if you’re not all-knowing and stuff, how’d you find out that they’re no suspects for assaulting that cop?”

‘I watched the news like everyone else.’

Jaune looked at Summer in utter confusion. “How do you watch the news?”

Summer rolled her eyes. ‘Just because I’m incorporeal, doesn’t mean I’m blind. I can see and hear just as fine as I did when I as alive, maybe even more so now.’

Jaune was still confused but choose to process that information for later.

His stomach growled again.

Another question came to his mind. “Hey, Summer? Do I still have to eat?”

‘Yeah, why wouldn’t you?’

“Well, since I’m dead and all, I figured, well, that I don’t really need anything?”

‘Uh, well calling you dead may not be the best term actually, you still breath, have a pulse and stuff, but unless you want to go insane from hunger panes you’ll still need to eat. Even though I could just continue to rebuild your body from scratch. But, even if I did it wouldn’t get rid of your biological needs, infact it would only compounds them and make the urges stronger, till they overwhelmed you, driving you insane.’

“Oh,” Jaune said, a little overwhelmed. “That makes sense I guess.”

‘I should hope so, because it leads into what I have to say next.’ “Alright, hit me with it.”

‘Gotcha, alright remember last night when I touched you and you got super-strong and felt no pain, and then I told you that you’ll feel like garbage in the morning?’

“Yes, I do remember that I feel like I went eight rounds with a garbage truck and lost, I really did need to remember that.”

‘Well, ok Mr. Smart Butt. What I did was called Vigor, It’s where I convert your life-energies into strength and healing, dulling your pain in the process.’

“Wow, so I become like a super zombie or something?”

‘Yeah, pretty much. Anyway, when I dull your pain, It only blocks it temporarily, which in theory I can do indefinitely, but would create a problem of pushing that pain away till it builds up beyond my ability to numb, so it’s overwhelms you as feel all the pain I suppressed.’

“Yesh, that sounds bad.”

‘Yesh, is a understatement, I’ve seen Servants spent months fighting with their pain blocked and then it’s released they go quiet, then start screaming. Some have to be released immediately cause they go insane and attack everybody, including they’re reaper.’

Jaune gulped, not needing an explanation on being released, and the idea of being so overwhelmed with pain that you become a danger to everyone around you.

‘So, anyway, you’re feeling all the damage you took yesterday and along with the pain of regeneration. It may hurt right now, but you’re pain threshold will increase and you’ll learn to live with it.’

“Ok,” Jaune took a couple minutes to think on that, still feeling overwhlemed, achey, and very hungry.

His stomach kept growling.

“I need food.”

‘I had a suspision you might.’

“I have no money.”

‘Oh, that’s a shame.’

“Summer, please help me out here!”

‘What do you want me to do? I don’t have pockets, in case you haven’t noticed!’

“I don’t know, can’t you phase around and find some loose lien or something!”

‘Sure, why not, I’ll just fly around till I find some, like so!’ Summer then floated through ceiling. ‘Who knows maybe there’s a big ol’ bag of money up...’

“Summer?”

‘Jaune.’

“Yes?”

‘There’s a big ol’ bag of money up here.’

“Oh.”

‘Jaune, I think we need to leave.’

“Why?”

‘Because normal people don’t just leave bags of money lying around.’

“How much are we talking about? Anything else?”

‘I don’t know, but it can’t be less than ten thousand lien.... Also, drugs, lots and lots of drugs.’

“Summer, did you have me sleep in a drug den?” Jaune said looking very suspiciously at the couch.

‘If I say, that I didn’t know it was a drug den, would you promise to not be mad a me?’

“I make no such promises.”

‘I understand, by the way I sense around ten souls heading towards this house, and two of them have unlocked auras.’

“I don’t know what Aura is, but it sounds pretty bad.” ‘Jaune, I’m going to be honest with you. You’re about to get the butt kicking of the lifetime.’

Jaune felt Summer put her paw on his shoulder. A surge of energy blast through him.

“But at least I won’t go down with out a fight.”

It was at that moment the door was flung open as two black hair girls, with one in red and the other white, strode in followed by eight men in black suits.

“Well,” The one in red said.

“Well,” The one in white echoed.

“ Well, What do,”

“We have here?”

“We heard that,”

“There was a rat scurrying around,”

“One of our houses?”

“But, you look more like,”

“A bunny rabbit!”

“So, bunny what are you doing in,” The one in white said.

“Our house!” The red one finished, as a pair of claws slid down her hands, as what Jaune could only assume is her sis flashed her bladed heels.

Jaune gave a awkward smile. “Uh, would you believe me if I said, I just needed a place to crash?”

“”NO!”“ Both twins echoed, creeping forwarded as the men behind them fanned out across the exits.

Jaune let out a sigh and put up a weak guard. “Is there any chance I could convince you pretty ladys out of a fight?”

They both laughed.

“No.” They said in unison.

“Yeah, that’s about what I figured.”

A kick to his abdomen was Jaune’s signal that the fight has begun.

[zerolympiustrife]

ZOS’ short stories 7

Title: Cloud and Lucina’s Coping of the Multishipping Harem Hell, FINALE

Richter: Hey Snake, Ren, Shulk, Kamui, and Samus. Have you seen Lucina anywhere?

Snake: Funny. We were just about to ask the same thing, but with Cloud.

Samus: Why not check out that bar we hung out at?

Ren: You mean the same bar that Lucina got drunk from?

Samus: Yeah.

Shulk: Alright, let’s go.

*The group arrive at the bar*

Kamui: Cloud? Lucina?

Cloud (completely wasted): I jush...I jusht don’t undershtand lushina...we would our worsht enemiesh wanna lean in towards our fashes?

Lucina (also completely wasted): I dunno, Cloud!...Ash if I wanna give Grima my body! N-Not physhically, but...y’know, literally.

Cloud: It’sh good to know I’m not alone in theshe partsh...

*Lucina wraps her arm around Cloud’s waste*

Lucina: You’re never alone...and the fact the we have sho much in common makesh thish even better!

Kamui: Are you two drunk?!

Lucina: Ah! Hi Kamui! Are you here to lick my cheek?

Kamui: I came to- wait, what?!

Lucina: I mean, maybe if you ashk nishely...then I’ll allow it!

Kamui: What are you talking about?

Shulk: Yeah, what’s going on?

Cloud: SHULK! I know...I know that we don’t talk much but...I am more than willing to be your temporary older brother.

Shulk: Oh! Uh...thank you?

Cloud: Conshider that an honor...shame goesh for you, Shamus!

Samus: You? An older brother to me? Please.

Lucina: Shamus! Let me carry you one day!

Samus: What?

Ren: Lucina, you’re drunk! Stop speaking nonsense!

Lucina: Ren! I would like to join the Phantom Thievesh! But only if Cloud getsh to join ash well! Ishn’t that right, Cloud?

Cloud (giving a thumbs-up): Yesh!

Ren: Huh?

Richter: Ok...I think you two had too much to drink.

Lucina: No we didn’t! All we did wash have weird dreamsh! And they were called...Harem Hell? It’sh Harem Hell, am I getting it right?

*Cloud nods*

Lucina: Yesh! We both had very long dreamsh about men and women in our lives taking ush on datesh and holding our handsh!

Cloud: And the piggyback ridesh.

*Lucina giggles*

Snake: Alright, it’s pretty obvious you both are sober and tired. Let’s get you two to bed.

Kamui: And bring Lucina drunk back to her house and have Chrom and Reflet yell at us again?

Snake: ...Good point.

Richter: Well then, looks like you might have to stay at an Inn for the time being then, Lucina.

Lucina: NO! I wanna be with Cloud! I wanna have a shleepover with him!

Cloud: It’ll be platonic, I promish!

Samus (sarcastically): I’m sure it will.

Cloud: I-I’m sherio-

*Cloud starts vomiting*

Lucina: Agh! Ulk!

*Lucina vomits as well*

Cloud: Oop, I’m shuddenly shleepy...

Lucina: I’m way ahead of you.

Cloud: I’m going to bed. Good night!

*Cloud slams his head against the bar top and falls asleep*

Lucina: I’m coming with you...

*Lucina does so as well*

Shulk: ...

Samus: ...

Snake: ...

Ren: ...

Kamui: I am not bringing her to her parents. Mark my words.

Richter: Then let’s just let her sleep next to Cloud!

Kamui: Do you even hear yourself?!

Shulk: Just get another bed!

Snake: Or an inflatable mattress.

Ren: Sounds better.

Samus: Well, let’s get them Cloud’s place.

Cloud (snoring): Zzz...honestly...

Lucina (snoring): Zzz...you’re getting too close for comfort...

Cloud: ...I mean...if you wanna date...you could just ask...Zack...Zzz...

Lucina: ...I mean...I don’t hate the idea of being with you...Severa...Zzz...

Samus: Great. Now they’re talking nonsense in their sleep.

Shulk: I wonder what they’re talking about?

The End

[fakeloveaskblog]

(Hi, me again. I remember you saying that Virgil might have run into Oswald at the aquarium when I want somewhere with him so I was relieved that the fates were on my side.)

Hey Rem, hi Rem. I heard your conversation with Logan. Have fun at the zoo and I’ll give you the stuff when you get home.

Hey! Welcome back. Here you go just as promised. Injections for Remus and pills for Remy.

Glow Eyes

"I don't believe we have the resources to make the tapes edible to spiders so we will have to find another solution" Logan said.

"If we film it instead of making it a live installation we can try as many times we want" Remus excitedly replied.

They were sitting on the bench in front of the spider exhibition while loudly chattering. Logan was showing his notebook with his new research while Remus showed off the parts of his sketchbook related to the idea.

Remy was laying with their head in Remus' lap with their eyes closed since they weren't interested at all and also high off of half a zanny.

Remus looked up and smiled at your short message "Thanks duder! We're getting suuupper good spidey info right here!! We're practically doing science here! Get the nobel prize over here!"

"I must admit I have been a bit close minded around art but talking with Remus has truly enlightened me that art can contain fun things such as research and extensive planning"

He nodded along "Yeah! Yeah! Log over here is helping me with installation ideas!!"

"And me!" Remy blurted out while punching their fist into the air.

He patted them on the head "Yesh my muse of course" It made them laugh.

The two nerds continued to discuss different ways to make the installation as safe as possible for the spiders for a while. Until Remus noticed that Remy was starting to get bored and thought of what they would enjoy.

"Wanna go oogle at jellyfishies?"

"I'd rather prefer seeing the exhibition on animal bones but you two can go look at the jellyfish while I do that" Logan suggested.

"They remind me of floaty dresses" Remy chuckled out.

Remus walked circles around Remy the entire way to the jellyfish. They stepped into a small darkened house that held most of the zoo's aquatic animals. The air was a bit chillier in there and all the windows were darkened. Soft blue lightning shone up from lamps imbedded in the floor.

The jellyfish swam around in a large tank. They embdedded the room into a purple as their pink hues mixed with the blue water. Remy almost collapsed onto the bench in front of the tank and Remus sat down next to them.

"They're so pretty" Remy mumbled out "You'd think they could kill someone?"

"Oh I think they could kill Several! Especially small children or middle aged men with weak hearts!"

Remy chuckled before leaning their head against his shoulder. They followed one of the jellyfish with their eyes as it swam up to catch a piece of food. They imagined themself wearing a big poofy jellyfish dress with their skin no longer looking sickly pale and their hands no longer quivering with fear.

"Beanie I-" Remus reached out and placed his hand atop of theirs as he turned his head towards them "I've been really thinking bout-"

All of a sudden Remy flinched back. Away from his shoulder. Away from his hand. His comfort.

For a moment they had thought he was going in for the kiss and their heart had started to beat out of their chest in response. It literally felt like their entire spine and all of their muscles were yearning to move closer to him and yet they stayed the same as they parsed their lips.

"I- I gotta tell you something" Remy blurted out "And like it's super okay if you're like gonna get mad at me or something for it"

"Don't tell me you've had a secret twin this whole time" Remus replied in a dead serious tone.

"What? No. Girlie no. Nothing like that. I just- Like- When I was still staying with..Virgil..After like halloween I think this dealer started to like come over to our place like pretty often and I think- I'm pretty sure he might have been your....your...Oswald"

Remus looked at them with a stunned expression. He didn't say anything.

"I didn't know it was him but like as soon as you told me like what kind of asshole he was I promise I haven't seen him, haven't talked to him, haven't anything since then. I like get it if you're mad though"

".....he's a bad guy right?"

"Yeah. Yes! Of course! Obviously! He was horrible to you!"

"Beanie I don't really understand why I should be mad at you then?"

"I mean- I guess- I'm still sorry. I just feel like gross knowing I've met him"

Remus glanced away as he thought. He leant his head in his hands and dragged his fingers through his hair "He didn't do anything right? Like you haven't like kept something for yourself just 'cause you've been worrying about my reaction"

"No! Like at most I think he might have like asked for my deadname while I was like high. I promise-"

"That's still awful" Remus added in.

"I- In hindsight....He was really like sleezy? Or I mean like...like it always felt like I was missing what he really was like trying to do. Like I 100% get why you would like fall in love...or whatever you did...to this guy 'cause he was just so...persuasive....especially when I was with Viv"

"He is still doing the exact same shit!" Remus lips quivered a little and his hands moved into fists "He's so- He's so- I feel so stupid for not getting what he was sooner"

"Hey no. Hun it took me you telling me to realize he was actually like being all creepy and flirty to me 'cause I just thought I was crazy" Remy said it as softly as they could "Is it alright if I touch you?"

Remus nodded and Remy reached their arms around his shoulders and moved their head against his to hug him, not too tightly. They noticed as their friend's expression smoothed into a numb look and his eyes glazed over.

"You okay?"

He let out a dull "Mhh" while nodding "Just....gimme time"

A few minutes passed before Remy noticed that he was following one of the jellyfish with his eyes. He blinked rapidly and scrunched his nose to try and jumble his brain together again.

"It's so annoying I start dissociating when I get angry" He muttered out "...But at least I'm letting myself get angry nowadays"

"Progress!"

"Super progress!"

They high fived.

"I think- I mean I've heard that like Os- that asshole is being haunted at least. Heard he got an infection of demon snails" Remy said to try and lighten his mood.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Apparently they're like totally ruining his apartment and like it's bad people- including well...potential victims- wouldn't wanna stay over. I think. Pretty sure"

Remus let up into a slight smile "That's-" A sigh left his lips "That's really good to hear. I always feel so guilty 'cause it would feel like my fault for not speaking up if he ever hurts anyone again"

"It's his dumbass choices"

"I know" He grimaced "But I still can't not feel guilty....at lest he's going after people your age now...that's something...."

"I still got his number on my phone" Remy admitted "i haven't texted him!! I promise! I would never! It's just like some part of my brain is like stopping me from blocking him just 'cause I know he's abusive and some part of me stupidly like wants to be hurt"

"I get it Beanie. For months after...even now sometimes...something just takes over and I have to trigger myself by watching assault porn until i'm shaking and crying or something. With actors of course! Not- Not-"

"I know"

"Yeah. So I get it. I think it's pretty normal for uhh...victims...to crave abuse. It's like love y'know? I've read that! The brain can get confused and addicted and think abuse is love and everyone wants love right?"

Remy nodded "Right"

"We can ask Logie to block him for us?"

"Great plan! You got such a smart fucking brain bestie!"

Until Logan got there Remy asked their friend about topics they knew would calm him. Like asking him to name all of the intestines of a human body or wondering about some obscure but very gorey illness found in deers.

As soon as Logan got there the Rems almost in unison asked "Hey Logie!" "Sup girlie" "Could you maybe block a number for us?"

"Of course" He got a slightly smug look on his face "I am quite good at technology"

Remy handed him the phone with Oswald's number already up on the screen. With just a click the number had been blocked and all of the text the abuser had sent were deleted. Logan handed the phone back with a proud smile.

"Done"

"Easy as stealing candy from a corpse!" Remus added.

"I passed by the gift shop on the way here and I saw that they had plush toys in the shape of, get this, prehistoric bacteria" Logan genuinely looked excited.

Remus' mouth went agape "Shut up! You're kidding!?"

"No. I am not and I will not shut up. I believe I saw a aegirocassis"

"Holy hell I need me one of those!"

Remus jumped up and bounced on his heels while waiting for Remy to get their cane in order. He took their hand and excitedly skipped along Logan as he went to the gift shop.

Only a few steps outside the aquarium house he suddenly stopped mid step and blurted out.

"I forgot my bag. One sec!"

Remy was quite sure he hadn't brought a bag but just shrugged and let him run back in. Remus spun around the jellyfish room before locking eyes on the darkest corner of the room. He hunched down next to it and spoke in a hushed tone.

"Any demons here? Ghosts? Succubus?"

The darkness wiggled a little to show someone was there.

"Oh goodie! Could one of you make sure Janus and Logan are preoccupied tomorrow? NOT IN THE DEAD WAY!! Just in the busy way!" He let up into a goofy smile "I was thinking of asking Remy out to an art visit tomorrow and I uhh I kinda want it just to be us....Like a date! So I can't have them inviting Janus or Logan!! Just book them for some nerdy thingie! Yeah! Get them some nice busy day! Please!"

[the-sides-of-patton]

@knightofbloodcancer sorry it's been so long since you asked for this...

0:Height

5ft 6in I think... XD

1:Virgin?

Yesh. I am

2:Shoe size

7 ½

3:Do you smoke?

Nope!

4:Do you drink?

Sure don't!

5:Do you take drugs?

Not those either

6:Age you get mistaken for

17...

7:Have tattoos?

Nah

8:Want any tattoos?

Maybe a tiny one on my wrist?

9:Got any piercings?

Just my ears.

10:Want any piercings?

Used to want a nose ring... Not a desire I have anymore.

11:Best friend?

On Tumblr? @virgils-anxiety and @thelogicalloganipus

12:Relationship status

Single as a Pringle that fell on the floor and has been abandoned.

13:Biggest turn ons

Um. Big arms? Cause gosh dang it... They are comfy...

14:Biggest turn offs

Smoking, drugs.

15:Favorite movie

MARVEL

16:I’ll love you if

We are friends? If we are strangers? I don't care who you are. I love you.

17:Someone you miss

Jonghyun.... 😭

18:Most traumatic experience

I have had two back surgeries. I am titanium~~

19:A fact about your personality

I am really closed off when I first meet someone because I am observing the person to see how I should act around someone.

20:What I hate most about myself

I whine a lot... I am working on it though.

21:What I love most about myself

My eyes.

22:What I want to be when I get older

A dragon

23:My relationship with my sibling(s)

We get along pretty well.

24:My relationship with my parent(s)

Kind of annoying because I still live with them, but absolutely I love them.

25:My idea of a perfect date

Um. Uh. I have only been on 5, so I am not sure but I think I would like an amusement park. Or wandering around a city.

26:My biggest pet peeves

Liars who lie and say they aren't.

27:A description of the girl/boy I like

Ginger. Tall and thin-ish. Light freckles. Goof.

28:A description of the person I dislike the most

I don't have one?

29:A reason I’ve lied to a friend

To preserve their feelings.. make them feel good... Probably really bad of me, but I don't like being mean...

30:What I hate the most about work/school

Putting up with idiots

31:What your last text message says

XD that would be fun

32:What words upset me the most

It's your fault.

33:What words make me feel the best about myself

You have done well. Good job.

34:What I find attractive in women

Kind eyes.

35:What I find attractive in men

Eyes!! Nice smile. And arms. (Is that weird?) Depends on the personality.

36:Where I would like to live

A city. NYC, Seoul, London, DC... I just love cities!

37:One of my insecurities

I hope my anxiety and depression doesn't become too much to handle for my s/o when I get one down the road...

38:My childhood career choice

Teacher

39:My favorite ice cream flavor

Rocky Road?

40:Who wish I could be

What kind of question is that? Um. Someone who travels a lot?

41:Where I want to be right now

Either in my bed, or in an airplane to some far away place.

42:The last thing I ate

Coconut chocolate chip Cliff Bar

43:Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately

RDJ, and Bob Morley! Brad Pitt comes to mind ONLY cause my mom wants about him.

44:A random fact about anything

LuLaRoe is overpriced for the quality of clothes they put out. Don't get me wrong! Super cute, but wow $70 for a normal fabric type dress? (I work for a LuLaRoe dealer, so I can say it)

THANK YOU FOR ASKING!! I really appreciate it ❤️😘

[neganandblake]

I think I liked you better when you didn’t have a knife in your hand, Peaches... Chapter 46 - The Picnic

When Blake finds herself sold out to the Saviours by her abusive fiancé, she realises that she's certainly not on her own anymore and finds an unlikely friend in Negan. And Negan does NOT like men who beat their girlfriends, one tiny bit…

Chapter 46 - The picnic

[When Blake and Mia enjoy a little outdoors time, Negan comes over to join them...with some news...]

It had turned into a warm, hazy day, and Blake and Mia had spent the rest of the morning, and early afternoon, lounging beneath a tree in a small, shady, grassy part of the Sanctuary.

The area was small and surrounded by trucks and vans all parked up around them, but that was a small price to pay to get away from the sight of walkers leering and starling at the fences nearby.

Blake had grabbed a few food items from the marketplace, as well as a large tartan blanket, and both she and Mia had come out here, for a sort of makeshift picnic.

So far Mia had enjoyed playing with the grass, running around barefoot….never straying far from Blake's sight the entire time.

The little girl was so precious, Blake could barely take her eyes off her…waddling about...nibbling on a few grapes and picking at blades of grass.

She was pretty much the child Blake had always dreamed of having. And now maybe….if Mia stayed with them, this was the kind of life the pair of them could have together….

Ok, this world was crappy and terrible sometimes…but here in the Sanctuary…with Negan and the Saviours watching over them….maybe they could be safe…maybe they could both find happiness.

Blake, sitting cross-legged beneath the tree, tilted her head and smiled down at Mia, as the tiny girl bent down on her chubby legs and picked a small, unopened daisy.

Mia hurriedly turned back around and ran to Blake.

"It flawer!" she said with a small squeal, holding the daisy out towards the caramel-blonde woman, and clambering awkwardly onto her lap.

Blake beamed and pushed the little girl's hair back from her face.

"It's very pretty," she said in a kindly voice, as Mia pushed the flower into Blake's hand, wrapping her free paw around Blake's neck and sitting down with a whump.

The toddler gazed out across the dry, dusty lot and leaned back into Blake.

"I shtay 'ere naw?" she asked in a small voice, after a moment or two, as Blake wrapped her arms around the little girl gently and rested her chin top of her teeny head.

She gave a small sigh.

Maybe this was all how it was supposed to be…maybe finding Mia….well, maybe that had always meant to happen.

After David…maybe the universe was trying to make up for all themonths of anguish and torment Blake had gone through.

For the first time in a long time, Blake felt truly happy….not only did she have Mia…but she had Negan too…

"Yes, you can stay here with us," Blake hummed into Mia's hair…looking up to see the man himself strolling across the lot towards them.

Her stomach automatically lurched when she saw him.

Granted, Negan was older than she was….Blake only just having reached thirty and Negan in his late forties, but regardless, he was no less attractive to her….with his dark hair, salt and pepper beard…tanned skin…and that smile….

That smile, that made her feel like a naughty little girl, every time he threw it her way.

Blake bit her lip and gazed up at him as he approached, wearing that same old leather jacket of his, shrugged over a white t-shirt, with Lucille swinging gently from his hand as he went.

But there was something different about him now…a look on his face that hadn't been there just a few hours earlier back in her room….

A frown line shifted itself between her brows for a moment….studying him carefully….

In the weeks Blake had been here, she was now able to read him pretty well…and knew when there was something wrong.

But in an instant, that look had disappeared from his face….as he forced a wide grin, revealing his perfect line of straight white teeth.

Blake blinked at him for a moment….surveying him cautiously before the dark-haired Saviour finally spoke.

"What's all this?" he said cocking an eyebrow at her. "You havin' a picnic and don't invite me?"

He pressed a hand to his heart.

"I'm hurt, Sweetheart."

Blake's lips twitched into a small smile, as Mia wriggled in her arms, pulling at the grass before her, barely batting an eyelid at the bearded man' presence.

"Didn't think it would be your thing," Blake said, wrinkling her nose slightly as she spoke. "Not nearly enough bloodshed for you."

Negan, poked his tongue out between his teeth and stared down at her, grinning back adoringly.

"Well, obviously you know me too fuckin' well, Peaches," he said tossing Lucille suddenly down onto the ground near to them, before strutting closer to them and easing himself slowly down onto the blanket beside them.

He gave a groan, as he lay down, side-on, and crossed his long legs over one another, helping himself to an animal cracker, tossing in into his mouth easily and surveying the lot around them.

Blake gave a bemused frown.

It was so unusual to see Negan like this, looking so relaxed….at ease…so normal.

He looked like one of the Dads who used to frequent the park that Blake used to pass through to get home from work every evening. The kind of men that would sit around with their families….having picnics…playing Frisbee with the kids…

Ok, Blake had to admit, he looked slightly more rough around the edges that those men ever did….but even so, Negan looked very much at home here….with the two of them….

"Haven't you got things to do?" she said after a second or two of silence had passed. "Like looting buildings and pissing people off? Isn't that more yourthing, than spending the day here with us?"

She had no idea why she was feeling all of a sudden so defensive, but once again Blake tried to push that game of theirs on him. Trying to goad him into a reaction.

Her eyes travelled over his long tanned face, as he turned his head and looked back at her lazily.

"Why would I bother goin' out there, usin' up precious fuel, when I can just lie here and piss you off without moving from this spot, Darlin'?" he said eyeing her.

Mia pushed herself from Blake's lap and toddled swiftly off to pick at another daisy she had spotted a few feet away, as Blake tutted, staring back at Negan, playfully.

"You do piss me off," she said blinking over at him and giving a small goading sigh. "….but its lucky I have a soft spot for you ."

At these words, Negan's grin seemed to wide, his eyes twinkling, as he stared at her.

Blake pursed her lips, her gaze never wanting to leave his.

Everything was perfect right now…

Mia playing beside them on the grass…Negan lying there before her….it was as if it was all meant to be…as the sun trickled through the dappled leaves above their heads…

Blake parted her lips, licking at them slowly…letting out a small breath of air.

But Negan just gave a chuckle.

"You know I remember when I first saw you, with ol' Davey-boy knocking seven bells outta you, in that hall over there," Negan said, blinking slowly. "I knew that you'd amount to more than just being his fi-an-ce…"

Blake rolled her eyes, smirking, before settling herself down onto her side, facing Negan and propping her head up onto her elbow, mirroring his stance.

"…I swear," she said in a warning voice, pointing a finger at the dark-haired leader of the Saviours. "If you ask me to be your wife again, Negan…"

But Negan just stared back at her, grinning that oh-so cocky grin of his, tiling his head to the side as she did so.

"Holy shit, Doll-face. I mean, I might be a fuckin maniac, but I haven't totally fuckin' lost it," he said in a growl of a voice, licking his lips as he stared back at her. "Hell, I saw you usin' poor old Lucille on that prick of an ex of yours. I ain't riskin' you doin' the same to me, Darlin'."

He raised his eyebrows, tutting at her mockingly.

Blake smiled.

He was such an asshole.

But an asshole that she kinda quite liked.

She certainly hadn't been lying about that soft spot.

Mia suddenly toddled over, braking, what seemed like both of them, from their thoughts, and waddling up to Negan.

"Eggy, I brot yoo fwower," she said holding a bent and dirty-looking daisy up towards his long face.

The dark-haired man gave a chuckle and took the daisy from Mia's grasp.

"Why, aren't you an angel," he said in a slow, almost charming tone, his eyes glinting at the toddler as she sat up and pulled herself onto his lap. "You forgiven me for earlier, pumpkin?"

But Mia was no longer listening, instead gazing over at Blake with her tiny mouth hanging open. She looked between the two adults for a moment before speaking.

"Bwake an' Eggy 'av baybee, yesh?" she said suddenly, turning her head to look at Negan, giving a tiny, bossily little pout. "I wan' bruvver."

But at these words, Blake gave an immediate gulp, her face reddening and her eyes flickering over to Negan.

There were so many things to contend with in that tiny girl's sentence.

But Negan merely laughed and tickled Mia's sides.

"I mean, fuck me, hold your horses there, baby-doll. Me an' Peaches there haven't even got to second base yet, all thanks to you," he growled, as the toddler laughed, squirming from his grasp and running swiftly away, to hide behind Blake.

The caramel-blonde woman smirked, shaking her head.

"Yet?" she asked teasingly, raising a slender eyebrow in his direction. "What makes you think we're even going to do anything like we did last night, again, Negan? Maybe it was a one off…"

She shrugged, looking down, biting her lip, toying with the blades of grass in front of her.

But Negan obviously took the bait, easier than Blake had expected.

"Oh, I know that you are hot for me," said the bearded Saviour grinning widely, suddenly getting to his feet with a groan. "I can tell because you do that thing where you bite those plump, pink lil' lips of yours, all so invitingly. Makin' me hope to god, you'll wrap them around my cock and suck oh-so fuckin' slowly, Darlin'."

Blake's eyes almost immediately stared up at him, a flush creep in its way across her chest and a pool of wetness soaking her panties.

And for the first time in a long while since she had arrived at the Sanctuary, Blake was indeed a little lost for words.

She gaped, mouthing at the air for a moment, before shuffling and coming to sit upright, folding her arms across her chest, defensively.

But this was a worse position to be in….her eyes now level with Negan's pants zipper.

She gave an instant gulp, her breathing suddenly feeling oddly shallow in her chest, before she tore her gaze away, scowling.

"You can dream, Negan," she said a in a pouting tone, before clambering to her own feet, noticing as Mia made a beeline for Lucille, reaching out to pet it like a dog.

But Blake was quicker than the two-and-a-half year old was, quickly snatching her up and placing her down again a little way away from the barbed wire-covered baseball bat.

But as she righted herself, brushing down her hands and standing up straight again, watching as Mia, instead, waddled over towards the grapes, she felt a sudden hand snake its way around her slender waist and a pair of lips brush her ear.

"Oh I dream, sweetheart," he said in low and growling tone. "'Mainly about you, me, an' that bathtub I got upstairs."

Blake smiled, staring down at the ground momentarily, before looking up again, turning to Negan.

He was mere breath away from her now, his chocolate eyes boring into hers...and his tanned fingers dancing their way around the waistband of her pants and underneath the hem of her white t-shirt, finding bare skin.

She smiled up at him, pulling at her lip, needily.

As much as she teased him, both of them knew that last night had not been a mistake…both of them wanted one another….and both of them would have carried on if they had had the chance.

Blake, right at this moment would have wished for nothing more than for him to take her by the hand, lead her up to his bathroom….and slip beneath the hot, bubbly water with her….fingers and hands skimming across naked and wet skin…. kissing, licking and touching where they wanted…

She let out a shaky breath as she stared up at him, right here and now however, seeing that he had that look in his eyes.

That look of utter longing…

Blake moved her face forwards, brushing her lips teasingly against his.

"And if I said, maybe I could get someone to take care of Mia tonight…" she said, as she grazed her mouth, slowly past his, before his lips could capture hers, travelling up towards his ear tauntingly.

She pressed her hands to Negan's taut t-shirt covered chest.

But Blake waited there, half expecting him to grab her, pull her back slightly and press his lips to hers.

But instead there came nothing, his fingers hand stopped in their stroking of her skin….no cocky words from his mouth…

And for the briefest moments, Blake grinned, thinking that perhaps she had got one over on him yet again…

But it was only when she pulled back and saw the look on his face, did she realise that there was something wrong.

The dark-haired Saviour's face was now devoid of that usual confident smirk of his….in fact he looked regretful and almost…..well, sad.

Blake pushed herself back slightly, her eyes roving across his features, as he gave a long sigh, looking down at the ground for a long moment before running a hand down his stubbly face tiredly.

And it was almost half a minute later (although it certainly felt like longer), that Negan finally spoke….

"I told you we couldn't keep her here, Peaches," Negan said, his dark brown eyes locking onto her green ones.

Blake stopped for a moment, frowning and looking a little bemused at the whole situation, before all hint of joy disappeared from her face as she realised just what he was talking about.

"Arat and Dwight found the kid's people," he said poking his tongue into his cheek, and shaking his head. "That's what he came to tell me this morning'. There's two of them. They're claiming to be the ones that looked after her after her parents kicked the bucket. Look, I'm sorry, Doll-face, I was gonna try and tell you later this afternoon. But, well, now's probably fuckin' best…"

Negan immediately tried to raise a tanned hand up towards Blake's cheek, but she flinched away from him, taking a sudden step backwards and shaking her own head.

Her eyes travelled over to where Mia was crouch down helping herself to some fruit from a tiny dish.

No.

This wasn't how it was supposed to be.

Blake and Mia…they were going to be happy here…

Mia was going to be the family that Blake never had…the family she had found…

Blake shook her head again, harder this time.

"No," she said in a breathy voice, her heart pounding, but for a different reason now. "I can't-"

But Negan voice came firmer now.

"I told you that her stayin' here…that it wasn' gonna be for good, Peaches," said the Saviour in warning voice. "It ain't safe…"

Again the dark-haired man, made to reach out for her arm, but Blake pulled herself away from his grasp, feeling tears begin to slip their way down her cheeks.

She gave a painful gulp and looked into Negan's eyes.

"I-I can't…." she said sadly and painfully, trying to plead with him. "I can't let her go…I-I don't have anything else…"

But Negan gave her nothing in return, his dark eyes full of remorse, as his slid his hand once again down his bearded face. But he stared her out…trying to communicate something back to her…wordlessly.

For the dark-haired Saviour opened his mouth to speak, before closing it promptly shut again, clenching his jaw and turning suddenly away from her.

And for the slightest of seconds, Blake thought she saw something that resembled utter disappointment in his face…but he merely bent down, snatching up Lucille from the floor before striding away.

"You've got an hour," Peaches," she managed to utter in a slightly bitter tone, over his shoulder at her, leaving at tall, caramel-haired woman, standing there, gaping, her cheeks wet with tears…..

…feeling utterly hopeless….

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[sweetstrawberrycandy]

Winter Bloom - Episode One: Shorty | Nyx Ulric x Fem!Reader

RATING: Teen | GENRE: TW Angst/Drama WORD COUNT: 2910 AUTHOR’S COMMENT: First of all like always I wanna thx to everyone who help me on this~ especially @ladyscientia who has become on my Beta Reader, thx you like always without you this won’t be possible once more. To everyone who help me with my writing block thank you!!! you know who you are *huggies* thx you! DISCLAIMER: kk so the idea is make this my first multi chapter, lets see how it goes! For now all I have to say everything happens two years before the events of Kingsglaive.

TAGGING: @chocobropuffs @bleucommelhiver @warnjai-17 @thebulletsofmusicblues If anyone wanna get tag in the future just let me know :3 

The alarm clock starts screaming like the world is going to end, ringing relentlessly and forcing you awake. You take the clock in your hands and look skeptically at the time it shows.

“Fuck.. Is it really that late?”

You look for your phone hysterically. You know it’s probably hidden somewhere between the sheets. After a while of frantic searching, you hear the THUD of it falling from the bed to the floor.

“YESH! There you are! Now please show me the REAL time!”

“10:30 am” Same as your moogle alarm clock.

“FUCK! Fuck!!!!! I’m late for work! No more late night horror movies for me!” You jump out of the bed as fast as your body will allow and run to the shower. There’s no time for a hot relaxing bath; just a cold, fast shower and of course no breakfast.

As you run to catch the bus, for the first time since you arrived in Insomnia, you feel excited, like something big is going to happen.

Once you get off the bus, you run like a mad woman to get to work on time. You enter to the shop exhausted. Your face looks like a daemon was chasing you and you just reached a safe place.

“I’m here! I’m definitely NOT late!!!! PEASE! Bossssss don’t fire meeeeeee… please! I swear for the bloody Astrals I won’t be late ever again!”

The scene was quite hilarious. Your boss chuckles and gives you a wink.

“It’s fine y/n. You are actually fifteen minutes early for your shift. Now go and fix that face! You are going to scare the clients!” she laughs.

“That… that… means I could have breakfast!!! DAMN!” your stomach makes a soft grunt. “I guess we are skipping food till lunch…. Whaaa….”

You have been working at the same place for almost a year now. The store has all sorts of things for people who love cooking; from newbies to expert chefs. They can find anything there they might need for ANY KIND of preparation. And if that wasn’t enough, if they can’t make it, YOU are able to teach them.

The morning is extremely quiet. Around five people have come in asking for classes and another three or four for some cooking gadgets. It’s not until around noon, close to your lunch time, when the starvation starts consuming you. Your stomach begins complaining more than usual. Just as you begin wishing to yourself for an enormous plate of food, things in the shop become interesting.

“Please mighty six, don’t let anyone enter through that door so I can FINALLY can go eat something! Please! I BEG YOU….”

Like most of the time your prayers aren’t heard and two men enter to the shop.

“WHY?? You hate me so much?” is the only thought in your head. You look at your boss to see if she can save you from this one, but it’s not possible this time, she was busy with other costumers. You give a fast look to the clock and decide to wait for a few minutes before approaching the clients. Maybe if you’re lucky they will go and you will be free to get your lunch.

Three minutes later and they’re still there. With a little disappointed sigh, you decide to get up from your comfortable place at the counter. As you step towards the beloved costumers, you believe you hear a familiar voice. Your legs shake. Your heartbeat rises. The same feeling of excitement from this morning rushes into you.

Once you’re close enough, you recognize both of them. Libertus is standing in front of a stand mixer, talking to his friend a few steps away.

“Oi! Nyx what are we going to do at the end?”

The blue eye glaive looks back at him shrugging.

“I don’t know big guy, but ain’t leaving this place without something or someone who can help us.”

At this precise moment you feel the adrenalin taking control of your body. Without hesitation you rush into Libertus’s arms, giving him the biggest hug you’ve ever give to anyone in a long long time, trying not to cry.

The Glaive looks at you with confusion.

“Hey! Girl! Are you ok? Is something wrong?!? Did anyone hurt you?!?”

You slowly raise your head and greet your old friend.

“Hi… It’s been a while isn’t??” you smile letting go a little giggle.

Libertus is in shock.

“OMG!!!! y/n! it’s really you!!!! You are…!

You interrupted him with a chuckle “Alive?”

“I was going to say grown-up, but alive works too,” he laughs. You can see the happiness in his eyes. He hugs you once more and this time you feel the warmth in his squeeze.

“Oi! Nyx! LOOK! Is our Shorty!! Is here!!!! In one piece!!”

Nyx turns around, puts aside the pair of poultry shears he had in his hands, grabs you be the arm and hugs you in silence. Once he’s done, he kisses your forehead and whispers, “I’m sorry.”

you smile gently, hugging him once more. This time with more strength.

Your boss approaches you and your friends.

“Is everything alright here y/n?”

With a huge dorky smile on your face, your stomach complains loudly for the lack of substance inside it.

“Fuck! I’m sorry, I didn’t have time to eat anything this morning” Your face of embarrassment is rather cute. Your boss laughs, giving you an small slap on your back.

“Just go lunch, take your time but don’t ABUSE!”

“It’s settled then. You are coming to lunch with us, Shorty!” decides Libertus with excitement.

“Weeeeee!! Kk! Let me grab my stuff. One second. Brb.”

While you walk to the back of the store to get your things, your boss stays with your friends.

“OK! So let’s be clear! You two are going to deliver this kiddo back in one piece. She already suffered enough. Not saying you two haven’t. But for your bad luck she is the one I care about. She is like the daughter I never had. So I’m warning you! If she comes back sad or crying you will have to deal with me! I ain’t a Glaive but trust me I know how to use a knife pretty well and I have lots of them.”

The two men are surprised by your boss’ declaration. Their reaction is to nod and nothing else. Seconds after you return, you notice the peculiar silence between the three of them.

“I’m back and ready to eat! Leggo!” you look at everyone and wonder. “Is… everything alright… here? You two look like someone try to cut your balls…”

Nyx gulps, “Yeaa… Everything’s fine. Let’s go. I need to eat something soon before I start roaring like you.”

“HA HA HA… so funny! Nyx! You haven’t change a bit! Asshole!” You look at him with a funny pouty face.

“C’mon Shorty, I know you miss me!” the blue eye Glaive gives you his well known cocky smirk “AND I miss those cute li’l faces you always do.” Nyx grabs your cheeks and squeezes them with affection.

The three of you leave the cooking shop with the destination unknown to you. You decide to keep the chit-chat going while you follow your friends. The reunion with them was unexpected but you cherish every second of it. In some way you manage to feel like you’re back on Galahd one more time.

“Those were GOOD times!” Libertus’ words are full of nostalgia. “You, me, Nyx and Selena … we had so much fun back on Galahd…”

The words of remembrance are like thunder, interrupting the calm between your small crew. Silence becomes awkward as you walk forward with your arms swinging at your side.

You roll up your eyes and try to change the topic; “Anyways! Where are you two taking me? I’m starving! Hehehe. Last night I just had a bowl of popcorn for dinner.”

Libertus snorts, “Why? Too ‘busy’ to make dinner? Boyfriend perhaps?”

You chuckle, “Boyfriend? What’s that?? Can you eat it???”

The teasing between you and Libertus goes on during the stroll to your destination. Once there, you look at the place and feel back at home somehow. Yama’s reminds you of the bar your friend used to have.

“What an amusing place… Kinda reminds me of the bar. But this place is a little less dusty!”

“Well nothing like home! You two stay here. I will go for the food.” Libertus winks at you; “I think I know what you’ll like to eat.”

He steps away, leaving you alone with Nyx who was surprisingly quiet. You can tell something is going on inside his head. Your first impulse is to tease him. After a moment of consideration you decide to stay in silence and wait for Libertus return.

Approximately fifteen minutes later your big friend comes back with food and drinks.

“WHOAAA! Is this what I think it is?!?” the excitement in your words is boisterous but the most important matter is your feeling of starvation consuming you. Quickly you grab a bite and then the worse happen. The incredulity in your eyes is not a surprise for your friend who’s watching you closely to enjoy the moment.

Libertus ask you between laughs, “Did you like it?”

“Whaaaaaaaaaaa! WTF is this?!? What the Shenanigans!?”

 The husky one laughs even louder, “Our heritage!”

“Yeah! Right! Like our food taste like chocobo butt! No offence to the chocobos!”

“See! She is with me! I’m not the only one who says that!! That’s why I love you so much. You were always my favorite, Shorty!” Libertus chuckles, taking a sip to his glass.

You cough. “So, changing the topic, can any of you explain to me why two tough guys like you were in a specialty cooking store? Don’t get me wrong, but you two never were the cooking type.”

“Welll… the thing is… we lost a bet and we need to pay back now.”

You raise your eyebrow and let go a loud laugh. “Are you serious!?! Who is this amazing person? I need to know him/her but but what was the bet about? YOU NEED TO TELL ME!”

After a while without saying a word, Nyx opens his mouth for a short moment; “It was a friend, Luche, and no you don’t really wanna know how we lost. It’s not something pleasant.”

Libertus lets out a whoop; “Don’t be so serious Nyx! It’s not like we don’t know her!”

You look at Nyx. His face shows an emotion similar to indifference, but you can sense something else is going on behind those blue eyes.

He stands from the table looking a little odd. “I’m sorry. I have to go. I remembered I have to do something, I… I… have to help the Cap with something. ‘Was nice to see you y/n.”  

“What the heck…?” Libertus doesn’t have a chance to finish the sentence. His friend is already gone.

You feel a little annoyed and sigh. “… I’m sorry if it was something I said.”

Libertus puts his glass aside. “It wasn’t you… Don’t worry about it. I will deal with him later.”

The two of you keep talking for a while, catching up as best you can before you need to go back to work.

“Whoaaaa I’ve to go back, sad face… About your bet, Mama Bear… I can help you, both… or at least I think I can. There’s not a thing I can’t cook. So call me if you want my help. I will do it happily. Here is my number. Call me when you decide what to do and thank you for the chocobo poop – sorry! I meant food.” You kiss Libertus on the cheek and leave.

Once you’re back at work, you keep thinking about Nyx and his strange way to leave.

“What’s wrong with him…. Ahhh!! Men! Who understands them!?”

Your boss looks at you with a curious glance. “Everything ok Kiddo?”

You sigh “Ahhh…? Yeah… just talking to myself like always. Nothing new.”

“If you say soo… By the way, I’ve got to go early tonight. Can you close the shop for me please?”

“Sure! Why not? What’s two extra hours of boredom more in my life?…”

“Geez… if you don’t like it, you should look for another job then…” she says with some exasperation.

“I’m just kidding!! What’s wrong with people today!? So friking serious. Anyway! I like this place AND you need meeeeeeee! I’m your best employee AND you love me!… hehehe.”

Your boss rolls her eyes and laughs. “OK! I’m leaving now. You are in charge. Please… don’t do anything dumb…”

A few hours later you look at the clock, “9:30 pm” A smile pops on your face; “Weeeeeeee time to close and go home! Yay!”

Once you’ve got everything closed and locked up, you feel the overwhelming sigh of relief. The day is over. Time to go home and do whatever you want.

As you leave the store, you begin debating whether or not pajamas are an acceptable thing to wear as soon you get home, forgetting that maybe you might need to stop into a shop for something to eat. Popcorn two nights in a row isn’t acceptable.  As you turn from locking the doors shut, you feel a glancing touch across your arms.

“HAA! Nyx WTH! You scared me!!!what are you doing here? Is everything ok?” Your voice is agitated.

“I’m sorry y/n I was waiting for you…”

“Wait what me?” You look at him with some misbelief.

“Yes. Why so surprised?”

“Welll… you weren’t really… uhmmm… how I can say it… available? During lunch, you just leave…”

When you look at him, you can see the regret in his eyes.

“I’m really sorry y/n… Is there anything I can do to fix it?” he says with a cocky smile.

You smile back. “Ok… well let me see… maybe a humongous ice-cream will help clear my head. - With chocolate chips and lots lots of chocolate! And everything I can imagine putting on that ice-cream!”

The hero smiles again but this time with his eyes. “A humongous ice-cream it is then.”

You grab Nyx’s arm and guide him to your favorite ice-cream shop. “I have the feeling you are going to regret this somehow…” a giggle escapes from your lips.

You both walk in mutual silence enjoying the ice-cream until the quiet walk pulls some memories back of when Nyx used to walk you home.

“You know… you don’t have to do this…”

“Do what?” he sounds confused. “Get the ice-cream?? But… you ask for it….”

“Nooo you dummy! Walk me home….”

“I do… look I’m just trying to show you I’m sorry y/n…”

You stop walking for a moment and pull Nyx by the arm. “I’m not a kid anymore, I… learn how to take care of myself a while ago… I didn’t have another option.”

The Glaive sighs. “But you are here now…. You found me and Libertus… I… I… can protect you now…” his voice is trembling. You look at him and realize clearly that the past is haunting him. Seeing him like this hurts you more than anything. You want to help him to move on. After all, no one better than you knows what a hard task that can be. But you also know full well that both of you will probably get hurt in the process. You brush the thought aside and plant a gentle kiss on his rugged cheek.

“Nyx, you know… if I’m completely honest with you… what you did at lunch hurt just a little… you leave like I was nothing. Like we actually haven’t seen each other in years. You leaving makes me feel like I did something wrong.”

He remains in silence, holding your hand.

“After all these years… I swear to you, you are not the only one who feels guilty for what happened. When… when you act like that, you make me feel even more guilty….” You stop for a second to take a breath, the anxiety starts flooding your veins. “When you aren’t capable to look at me, to look at my eyes… you make me wish I could take her place. I feel bad because I survived.”

Nyx squeezes your hand. “C’mon, it’s not like that! y/n! and you know it.”

The frustration you’ve been holding for all those years finally shows up. Hearing Nyx say the exact same thing he said right before abandoning you on Galahd was exactly what you needed to let the emotions go.

“Really?!?! The same shit you told me ten years ago? After all this time, you couldn’t make anything better? Nyx! For the love of the six! You weren’t the only one who lost someone! I… I… lost my family too! I lost my friends! Selena was like a sister to me!!! I… I… lost you! When you and Libertus decided to join The Kingsglaive I was left behind! I was alone! Because you couldn’t and still can’t look at me! Without reminding yourself that she is gone… I’m sorry. I really am… but It’s time for you to move on… get your shit together once and for all!”

When you finish talking, your face is slick with tears. You take a another breath and finish; “I’m sorry… but please… until you are able to do that don’t look for me…” You let go of his hand and walk away.

[clusterassets]

New world news from Time: Israeli Police Have Called for Corruption Charges Against Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu

(JERUSALEM) — Israeli police have recommended that Benjamin Netanyahu be indicted on bribery and breach of trust charges in two corruption cases, a development that deals an embarrassing blow to the embattled prime minister and is likely to fuel calls for him to resign.

Following the announcement late on Tuesday, Netanyahu angrily rejected the accusations, which included accepting nearly $300,000 in gifts from two billionaires. He accused police of being on a witch hunt and vowed to remain in office and even seek re-election.

“I will continue to lead the state of Israel responsibly and loyally as long as you, the citizens of Israel, choose me to lead you,” an ashen-faced Netanyahu said in a televised address. “I am sure that the truth will come to light. And I am sure that also in the next election that will take place on time I will win your trust again, with God’s help.”

The recommendations marked a dramatic ending to a more than yearlong investigation into allegations that Netanyahu accepted gifts from Hollywood mogul Arnon Milchan and Australian billionaire James Packer, and suspicions that he offered to give preferential treatment to a newspaper publisher in exchange for favorable coverage.The recommendations now go to Attorney General Avihai Mendelblit, who will review the material before deciding whether to file charges. Netanyahu can remain in office during that process, which is expected to drag on for months.

But with a cloud hanging over his head, he could soon find himself facing calls to step aside.

During similar circumstances a decade ago, Netanyahu, as opposition leader, urged then-Prime Minister Ehud Olmert to resign during a police investigation, saying a leader “sunk up to his neck in interrogations” could not govern properly.

In the immediate aftermath of the police announcement, reactions quickly fell along partisan lines.

Former Prime Minister Ehud Barak, a bitter rival of Netanyahu, called on him to suspend himself and for the coalition to appoint a replacement on Wednesday morning.

“The depth of corruption is horrifying,” Barak said. “This does not look like nothing. This looks like bribery.”

But key members of Netanyahu’s Likud Party rallied behind him. Cabinet Minister Miri Regev said she was “not excited” by the police recommendations and urged patience while the attorney general reviews the case.

She said the biggest surprise was that Yair Lapid, leader of the opposition Yesh Atid party, had been a witness. David Amsalem, another Netanyahu confidant, called Lapid a “snitch.”

Lapid later issued a statement calling on Netanyahu to resign.

“Someone with such serious accusations against them, many of which he does not even deny, cannot continue to serve as prime minister with responsibility for the security and well-being of Israel’s citizens,” Lapid said.

The police statement said their investigation found sufficient evidence to indict Netanyahu in the first case, known as File 1000, for accepting bribes, fraud and breach of trust.

It said Netanyahu had accepted gifts valued at 750,000 shekels ($214,000) from Milchan, and 250,000 shekels ($71,000) from Packer. The gifts from Milchan reportedly included expensive cigars and champagne.

Police said that in return, Netanyahu had operated on Milchan’s behalf on U.S. visa matters, legislated a tax break and connected him with an Indian businessman. It said he also helped Milchan, an Israeli producer whose credits include “Pretty Woman,” ”12 Years a Slave” and “JFK,” in the Israeli media market.

In the second case, known as “File 2000,” Netanyahu reportedly was recorded asking Arnon Mozes, the publisher of the Yediot Ahronot daily, for positive coverage in exchange for promoting legislation that would weaken a free newspaper that had cut into Yediot’s business.

Police said there was sufficient evidence to charge both Milchan and Mozes with bribery.

Channel 10 TV read a statement that it said came from Milchan’s “defense team” saying the bribery charge would not stand. It said his relationship with Netanyahu went back to the early 2000s, before he became prime minister, and that the men and their families were friends.

There was no immediate comment from Packer or Mozes.

Netanyahu is one of President Donald Trump’s biggest supporters on the global stage, and the police recommendations threaten to weaken Netanyahu as the White House works to prepare a Mideast peace proposal.

In his TV address, Netanyahu said that his entire three-decade political career, which included serving as Israel’s ambassador to the U.N., a previous stint as prime minister in the 1990s and a series of Cabinet posts, was meant only to serve the Israeli public.

He acknowledged aiding Milchan with his visa issues, but said Milchan had done much for Israel and noted that the late Shimon Peres had also been close with Milchan.

He also said that over the years he had taken decisions that hurt Milchan’s business interests in Israel.

“How can allegations be taken seriously that in exchange for cigars I acted for Arnon Milchen’s benefit?” he said.

He said all the allegations over the years against him had one goal: “to topple me from government.”

He said past scandals had all “ended with nothing” and “this time as well they will end with nothing.”

As the police investigation gained steam in recent months, Netanyahu has claimed to be a victim of an overaggressive police force and a media witch hunt.

Netanyahu, who has been prime minister for nine straight years, and his family have become embroiled in a series of scandals in recent months.

Recordings recently emerged of his wife, Sara, screaming at an aide, while separate recordings caught his eldest son, Yair, on a drunken night out at a series of Tel Aviv strip clubs while traveling around in a taxpayer-funded government car with a government-funded bodyguard. The younger Netanyahu ended up spending the night in a luxury Tel Aviv apartment owned by Packer.

Netanyahu has said the scandals are all the work of media out to get him.

February 14, 2018 at 02:20PM ClusterAssets Inc., https://ClusterAssets.wordpress.com

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I think I liked you better when you didn’t have knife in your hand, Peaches... Chapter 43 - Dont be late back, ok? We might just miss you

When Blake finds herself sold out to the Saviours by her abusive fiancé, she realises that she's certainly not on her own anymore and finds an unlikely friend in Negan. And Negan does NOT like men who beat their girlfriends, one tiny bit…

[Blake takes Mia down to the canteen, where a familiar face comes by to see them...]

Chapter 43 - Don’t be late back, ok? We might just miss you

(Warning : MAJOR  Daddy!Negan fluff  *squeal*)

Blake and Mia, with both of them now up, bathed and dressed, walked down the corridor, Mia babbling into the tall, caramel-woman's ear as they did so.

Negan had been gone by the time Blake and Mia had exited the bathroom, twenty or so minutes ago, which Blake was pretty thankful for. As it had been difficult enough to contend with a naughty little toddler, let alone a grown man flirting with her the entire time too!

Blake smiled to herself.

The teeny girl was now, a little while later, balanced on Blake's hip, with one sticky hand on her shoulder.

"…I don' liyk tha cwoclat miwk wif tha' bunny on…" she said in a sweet-little voice, talking about nothing in particular. "…I liyk tha cow won."

Blake smiled, more to herself than to Mia, glancing up at her.

"Is that what you Mom likes to give you?" Blake asked in a gentle tone.

But Mia just blinked, squirming in the blonde woman's arms.

"Noh, I don' av Mommy, onwy Amy. She mai frend," said the teeny toddler, matter-of-factly, looking around the corridor interestedly. "Bry-yan is mai frend too..."

Blake at this gave a small frown, titling her head.

"And are they the ones who take care of you?" she asked in a slow, quiet tone, her heart beating faster now...although she didn't quite know why.

But Mia promptly replied.

"Yesh, I baby den…" she said with a small nod, her chubby hand moving up to fiddle with Blake's hair. "…naw I'm growd,"

Blake regained her smile at this.

She guessed that Mia's parents were obviously dead, in that case….perhaps they had been with Mia's now-group when it had happened, and that's how they had taken her in.

For who wouldn't want to take care of a girl like that?

Mia was as precious as could be, Blake having placed her into a dark navy dress today, from the pile that Dwight had 'acquired'' (most likely from the marketplace), a pair of yellow leggings, and had brushed her soft baby-hair gently back up into a little bow on the top of her head.

"Yes you are," she said, jiggling the toddler gently on her hip, making her laugh.

Mia suddenly placed a strand of Blake's hair into her mouth, just as a sudden figure appeared in the corridor ahead of them.

"Oh my god! Isn't she just adorable!"

At the voice, Mai, pressed her face shyly into the crook of Blake's neck, as Frankie came around the corner, followed closely by Layla, hands pressed to their chests in delight.

Blake smiled, turning Mia on her hip to face them.

"Mia, you want to say hi?" she asked gently. But the teeny girl shook her head, frightened.

Frankie tilted her head, gazing at the toddler sweetly.

"She looks like just the curtest thing," she said shaking her head. "We were going to come and find you-"

But Blake gave a bemused sort-of frown.

"You heard from Negan about her?" she murmured a little confused.

But Layla shrugged.

"No we haven't seen him," she said, tickling Mia's side with her finger. "But rumour spreads pretty quickly in this place."

Blake gave a nod, just as Frankie cocked a sudden eye at her.

"Where have you two come from anyway?" asked the red-head, looking Blake up a down. "Isn't your room in the other direction?!"

Blake all of a sudden, felt very self-conscious, her face reddening slightly.

"I….uhhh….." she said trying her hardest to find the right words.

"Wait, were you in Negan's room?!" Layla asked her, her face suddenly matching Frankie's, a frown shifting its way easily onto her features.

Blake licked her lips.

"Yeah, but…..but it wasn't like that…..Mia just needed a bath….so…." she managed to utter, trailing off.

But Frankie grabbed a hold of Blake's wrist suddenly and took a step closer to her, her eyes full of something sad and worried.

"Just be careful, ok?" she said in a pleading voice. "Promise us…"

But Blake gave a blink.

She knew they both had more than a right to be worried about her…and knew that as far as the flirting went….Negan was a psychotic killer and shouldn't be trusted….

….right?

Then why couldn't she help how her feelings were changing towards him now…?

He had given her everything in this world…more than David ever had anyway….

She gave a small gulp.

"I-I promise…" said Blake in a quiet voice, as Mia suddenly peered up from behind Blake's hair and stared at the two women.

Frankie's face softened instantly and she gave Mia a small wave, as the conversation moved, thankfully, on.

"Hi, cherub!" said the red-head in return. "Oh, god, she's adorable!"

She once again clutched at her heart, as Blake beamed down at the girl in her arms.

"I'm just taking her downstairs to get some breakfast," she murmured, pulling a now-sticky strand of hair caramel hair from Mia's grasp. "Aren't we sweetie?"

The tiny girl gave a nod, her mouth now fixed into an o-shape as she stared at the two women before her.

And at that, Layla placed a hand to her hip and pointed at Blake.

"Don't forget about us though," she said a playfully-scolding tone. "Bring her by later…the rest of the girls would love to see her, I'm sure."

Blake smiled.

"Of course," she said jiggling Mia once again on her hip. "I'll see you both later then…"

And with that, the two women gave Blake and Mia one last wave before disappearing off down the corridor, with mutterings of 'soooo cute' as they went.

Blake felt happy.

It was nice to have some fellow women looking out for her. Women from completely different backgrounds…all brought together by one person….

Although the wives' situation was a lot more unforgiving than hers.

At least Blake had a choice. At least Negan had given her a choice…

She couldn't have imagined just what had prompt those women to promise themselves to Negan like that…..and Blake knew that she needed to count herself lucky that the dark-haired saviour had provided her with so much grace….letting her pretty much get away with murder here….

Blake sucked in a deep breath.

Maybe Frankie was right….maybe she did need to be careful.

Negan was so unpredictable….could he even be trusted?

She doubted it….but for some reason, the minute he was close to her she knew it was a whole different story.

He did something to her which drove her crazy. Each and every time.

Maybe it was his charm…his good-looks…the way it felt when he touched her…..

But Blake blinked a couple of times.

She needed to snap of out of it.

Perhaps she was playing more of a dangerous game than she had first intended, here…

And so, hitching Mia up onto her hip once again, the pair headed off back down the corridor again…

Blake unable to get Negan out of her head.

It was noisy downstairs in the large oversized and echoey dining hall.

But from the minute Blake's stepped through the doors, with Mia balanced on her hip, the whole place seemed to fall quiet almost immediately…..…with the only sound being heard, being the hushed murmur of whispers carrying starkly across the room.

What Frankie and Layla had said was, indeed true. News did obviously travel fast in a place like this. Everyone obviously having already heard about Mia being here. But whether that was a good thing or not Blake was unsure.

She prickled slightly.

Were these whispers the sounds of reverence? Or were they in fact something else?

But all Blake did know, was that if anyone did anything, or made a move to hurt this little girl, she would kill them with her own bare hands….

That was a fact.

Her eyes darkened instantly and she gazed around giving a sudden scowl.

"Anyone got a problem?" she snapped, her voice loud and heated.

And so, as if by magic , the whispers died away, with eyes now avoiding hers, and people all around her bowing their heads low and shuffling hurriedly away.

Obviously no-one here wanted a confrontation…

Not with her at least…

Perhaps being Negan's favourite did have its advantages.

She stalked swiftly through the parting crowd, and for the first time since she had gotten here, headed straight up to the front of the line for food.

Normally Blake would hang back and join the queue. But this time she wasn't in the mood to hang around while people stared at her and whispered behind their hands.

She prickled again, her eyes darting this way and that, grumpily.

At the front of the line, Blake was promptly handed a tray by a meek and scared-looking, older woman, gracing her with a small and polite thank you as she took the tray laden with breakfast with one hand, and brought it over to an empty table end.

Blake gently plopped Mia down onto a bench, before taking a seat beside her, placing the tray down, and tearing off a pancake end and handing it to the teeny toddler.

But Mia was distracted, staring up at the people moving to and fro, going about their business. And Blake wondered whether she had ever seen this many people in one room before?

It was second before the little girl even noticed the pancake being help out towards her. Finally taking it and uttering a small, croaky. "Fank you, Bwake."

Blake pursed her lips together gently, and stroked the toddlers hair back….but it wasn't even another ten seconds later that Mia, mid chew, spoke again.

"It Eggy!" she said suddenly, bouncing up and down on her little butt, with urgency in her voice.

Mia suddenly clambered up onto her feet with great difficultly, coming to stand up on the bench beside Blake instead, the half-chewed piece of pancake now hanging limply from her hand.

Blake smirked, glancing over her shoulder to see the tall, dark-haired, and oh-so familiar Saviour, stalking across the room towards them, with people pausing in what they were doing all around him, and dropping hastily to their knees.

But Negan, who had his lips pursed together, merely waved a lazy hand in their direction, sighing tiredly

"As you were," he murmured in a carrying voice, as his eyes drifted up over towards Blake and Mia.

His lips twitched up into a small smile as he marched forwards and came to stop at their side.

But, almost immediately, and much to Blake's utter surprise, the moment he had, Mia reached up with both hands, bouncing on her legs…..

And it was obvious to anyone watching, just what she wanted…

Negan gave a small chuckle, his dark chocolate eyes flickering over the baby girl, and in a moment he had dropped Lucille promptly down onto the table beside Blake's tray and obliged the tiny toddler…..lifting her up into his arms with a stiff groan.

"Now why is it, every time I see you, you're stuffin' your face full of my goddamn food, huh, Beansprout?" he said as he pulled Mia's tiny form into his chest, looking her in the eyes as he spoke.

Blake gave a bemused frown. For this was indeed a bit of a turnaround from yesterday, that was for sure…

But Mia just patted the dark-haired man on the shoulder with her floppy piece of pancake with one hand, and the other, she used to grasp at his grey t-shirt with, her sticky fingers holding onto him tightly.

"Hmmm?" Negan prompted again, raising his eyebrows and pressing his stubbly face close to hers.

And it didn't take long for the tiny girl to giggle loudly, squirming in his arms, as he nuzzled her with his bearded chin.

Blake's breath caught in her throat as she watched them.

He was perfect with her….and Blake's heart seemed to melt there and then…her lips parting needily….her breathing shallowing…

Negan didn't seem to care that the room was full of people…his people, because it was likely that he knew, that even with his warmth towards Mia…he was still scary as hell…and definitely still the most intimidating man in the room by a mile...

"Noh, Eggy, don'!" squealed the teeny girl, laughing suddenly as Negan grizzled his cheek close to hers, teasingly, his lips curved up into wide grin, as another chuckle left his lips.

Blake eyed him…blinking slowly as she did so….her breathing shallow in her throat…..and in a moment Negan had caught her gaze….

And Blake knew, that in that moment, that she wanted him.

Him and only him. For good.

She gently pulled at her bottom lip with her teeth….as Negan slowly eased Mia back down onto Blake's lap with a sigh.

He stood up straight once again, running a hand tiredly down his bearded face, as she glanced at Blake.

"Listen, Doll, I just came to tell you, that I'll be out all day," he said conversationally to the caramel-blond woman. "I'm gonna have to go check whether everything is ship-shape out at one of the new outposts, since Rick-the –Prick and his gang of fucking assholes, decided to overthrow my last one…."

He looked a little irritable at this fact, but his eyes soon glinted at Blake again, grinning and showing off his line of pearly white teeth in her direction.

"…you gonna be able to take care of yourself here, while I'm gone, Doll-face?"

His eyes travelled up and down her slender form as she grasped Mia to her, as the teeny girl squirmed in her arms, reaching for another piece of pancake, despite the limp end in her hand remaining uneaten.

But Blake gave a slow nod and smirked, her heart thundering inside her ribcage.

"Yuh-huh," she said, gazing at him through sultry, darkened lashes. "But, uh….don't be late back, ok….?"

At this, Negan's grin seemed to widen, as he stared suddenly down at her, narrowing his eyes, his tongue reaching his teeth, questioningly.

"An' why would that be….." he suddenly asked her in a low, husky drawl. "…Peaches…?"

But Blake merely shrugged, throwing him one last teasing look….

"Well, we might miss you…." she murmured lightly, before glancing poignantly away. "…Daddy…"

And with that, Blake heard Negan gave a low hungry growl, as she turned back towards the table and to their breakfast, kissing the top of Mia's head gently as she did so.

But Blake, usually these day, having the upper hand, had not been expected Negan to retaliate….

And so, she could only gulp, as before she knew it, she felt the dark-haired leader of the Saviours lean into her from behind, his fingers tracing her waist and his lips grazing her ear.

"…well if you wait up for me tonight, Darlin'…Daddy might bring you back something real fuckin' nice…"

And with that, as soon as Blake felt herself close her eyes, almost moaning at his words….he was gone…

….having walked away from her, rubbing at his mouth, smirking…

…..leaving Blake with dilated pupils, ragged breaths, and a longing for the bearded Saviour, like she had never felt for anything else before….

Fuck…..

She was screwed….

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