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[abandoned-beast]

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[alexiapp]

𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐏𝐭.𝟐

𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀’𝗌：swearing, angst fluff in the end (Mapi and ingrid aren’t dating in this sorry!!). 𝐏𝐭. 𝟑

As you drove in the middle of the night the dark streets of Barcelona, light rain pouring down flooding the floors and streets. Tears welling in your eyes blocking your view of the road as you sniffled. Wiping those tears as you let out light cries.

Your heart felt heavy, you couldn’t wrap your head around what just happened. You’re in such a dark place in your head, and you needed someone to stay so you decided to go to Mapi’s house, the one place you can call home.

As you pulled into Mapi’s drive way you turned off your car engine, reached to the back seat and grabbed your duffel bag full of your stuff you swung the bag on your shoulders, stepped out the car with a slump in your stance.

You were miserable, you had no energy no fight left in you. As you heard the front door to the tattooed woman’s house open, She came hurrying her pace with open arms as she met you half way. “𝐎𝐡 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐚 𝐢’𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲“ She said in a concerned tone, those words made you break down as you wrapped your arms around her stuffing your head in her neck.

Mapi took your bag from your shoulders and carried it. The sobs coming from you getting louder, Mapi acted in fear of complaints of the neighbors took you inside keeping one hand around your shoulders for comfort.

She brought you to the couch and went inside her room to drop off your bag. She came to where you were sitting on the couch and said “𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲/𝐧?“ she said looking at you rubbing your back, You let out a nod in response. The blonde haired tattooed women got up and filled up a glass of water from her sink. She walked over and handed it to you. “𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐲/𝐧“ as you lifted your shaky hands and brought the glass to your mouth and took a sip. “𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫?“ Mapi said, She already knew partly of what’s been happening between you and Ale’s relationship, you felt like she was the only person you could turn to in a time of need.

“𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐀𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐩𝐬“ you said struggling to find words, as Mapi was interrupted by a phone ringing, my phone ringing. Me and Mapi looked at each other as we looked down at my phone and saw 𝐡𝐞𝐫 calling me…Alexia, and when i pressed ignore she called me again persistently.

Mapi snatched the phone and answered the phone with a scowl on her face “𝐌𝐚𝐩𝐢 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠?!” you said in a hushed whisper trying to grab your phone out of Mapi’s grasp “𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐚, 𝐢’𝐦 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.“ Mapi said in a stern tone finger pointing in the air as if Alexia was in front of her, “𝐌𝐚𝐩𝐢 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩“ you said pleading with Mapi.

“𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨? 𝐘/𝐧 ? 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 ?𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞“ Alexia said her voice raspy from maybe crying for so long. Mapi ended the call. 𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝...

𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 🫣 𝐢’𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝟐 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝 !! 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲/𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 ?! 𝖲𝗍𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗎𝗇𝖾𝖽 ! (dm me for ideas)

[lovefks]

𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲?—𝖬𝗂𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗅 𝖮‘𝖧𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗑 f!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

❬ ❛ 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ❜ ❭ getting creepy love letters isn’t normal, but finding out why it was written is even creepier.

❬ ❛ 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ❜ ❭ Angst, kinda fluff(?) 763wc

Again,

A new letter, again.

Ever since you started working with the spider society, you’ve gotten love letters(?).

Well you don’t exactly know if those letters are love letter; they are write in Spanish and well; you can’t speak or read Spanish.

There are so many Spider-People who can speak Spanish, it literally could be anyone.

The first letter was on your desk, you first thought it was for the wrong person because Spanish wasn’t your language. You went to one of your Spanish speaking Spider friends and asked if they could translate it.

Mi dulzura, mis ojos se bendicen cada vez que te veo. aunque no sea la primera vez; bueno, no es la primera vez para mí...

(My sweetness, my eyes get blessed every time I see you. even though it’s not the first time; well the first time for me…)

That was a very strange letter. ‘Who she’s me for the first time but it wasn’t the first time?’

It took you a while to get that translated. You thought about that letter for so long and tried to figure out what it could mean.

The letters got more strange after a while;

Mi dulzura, sé que no me conoces, que no me conociste en tu universo porque me alejaron de ti... pero te miro, te necesito, te deseo; en todos los sentidos.

(My sweetness, I know you don’t know me, you didn’t met me in your universe because I was taken away from you.. but I watch you, I need you, I want you; in every way.)

“Ya coño! y/n! fucking daydreaming and stop the anomaly!” The stern voice of Miguel O’Hara yelled through your ear-microphone. ‘He’s always so grumpy, I don’t think he likes me’

🕸️🧛|

“That was so fucking stupid of you y/n! You almost got yourself killed! eso fue tan estúpido!” Ye yelled while walking around angrily.

It probably was your fault, you got distracted by those letters that you neglect your job. “Look, I am sorry Miguel, but some weird things are happening and it distracts me from everything” regret and fear was heard in your voice.

Miguel could obviously hear that fear but decided to ignore it. “Well it’s not exactly my fault is it!? You are so estúpido, mi dulzura” he said while rolling his eyes.

Mi dulzura

Mi dulzura

Mi dulzura!

But this doesn’t make any sense!? How could Miguel?-

No. it had to be a confusion, it couldn’t be Miguel he wouldn’t-

“I need to go, it’s an emergency!” He yelled and jumped into a portal To whatever dimension he had to go.

‘This is perfect’ you thought.

‘Swap’ now on his platform trying to open his screens which where password saved. Obviously.

IAmRude123

IHateEveryone1234

IAmTheOnlyRealSpiderMan2099

None of those worked. ‚Damn it‘ you whispered.

GabriellaMyLove2099

„You are now logged in“

‚That’s not lyla‘ you thought

There where so many folders, you had do idea where to look; that was until you came across a folder named

Gabriella & y/n

You frowned. What could that be? Why did Miguel has a folder with your name on it? Why would he have such a folder?

You clicked on the folder and a big amount of videos showed up. You clicked on the first video.

„Papá no!“ the little voice of Gabriella giggled.

On the video is Miguel tickling Gabriella while someone is filming.

„Mamá tell pap-pap-papá to stop“ she now giggled even more. Then the camera got turned around and it showed-

You.

Miguel came behind the camera and out his arm around your shoulder, then he grabbed your face and kissed you on the lips. „Mi dulzura“ he murmured against your lips.

„ugh! No no“ Gabriellas small joking voice came from behind the camera.

„No I wanna kiss your mamí-„

No.

You stopped the video immediately.

This couldn’t be… how could this be?

You knew how the Spider-Verse worked, but you would have never thought that Miguel and you-

But now it all makes sense!

„Mi dulzura, sé que no me conoces, que no me conociste en tu universo porque me alejaron de ti...-„

(My sweetness, I know that you don't know me, that you didn't know me in your universe because they took me away from you...)

It made sense now.

You watched some more videos, it were all video of you, well not you, playing with Gabriella, kissing Miguel, cuddling with both of them.

Even making love with Miguel-

It was all too much to take, how could he-

„Oh so now you finally found out, Mi dulzura“

Oh no.

[minimavampiress]

♥ for dean!!!!

♥ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄 ♥

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭? they deadass saw each other from across a bar lmfao 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 ��𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭? they both FELT them probably right away , but emma was the first to eventually let it show that he was more than a one night stand to her. 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬? literally these motherfuckers both fought it so hard it's almost embarrassing for them. they are / were so allergic to feelings it was a whole internal battle for them both 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭? emma started showing more commitment first , but it was more non-verbal things like doing his laundry , cooking , etc . . . 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 “𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮” 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭? DEAN AND I'M STILL FUCKED UP ABOUT IT BYE 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲? they both do but they're also basically joined at the hip so there's not a whole lot of opportunity for anyone to approach either one 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞? dean , even though em is incredibly hard to kill the man WORRIES okay he's very sweet and it's only a little INCREDIBLY irritating to his wife 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬? weirdly enough dean ? em remembers some things but every once in a while he'll say something where she's like how the hell - that was years ago 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞? emma but by such a small margin they both suck so bad at it she'll only do it if there's something REALLY bothering her and it hasn't gone away after months of ignoring it 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐮𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬? dean one hundred percent a;lsfjsak 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦? it looked like eating burgers and getting drunk together and then ending up between the sheets - as did the next several ❝ dates ❞ for literal months when he would come back to mystic 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫? literally everything but like. a disgusting amount of sex. these idiots will sneak off absolutely anywhere and come back with the stupidest shit eating grins on their faces like they weren't supposed to be focused on a task that whole time. 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧? dean ; depending on severity , emma will generally just sit there and calmly hold eye contact until he realizes how elevated he is emotionally and she can approach to hug him. 𝐃𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐏𝐃𝐀? like to a degree that should probably get them arrested

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐧 / 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬? emma's always the little spoon 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫? i think they've reached a point where they can admit they both like to cuddle ( would they admit it ? who's to say ) 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬? dean !! emma has quite literally bitten him for it ( which was petty as fuck let's be real ) 𝐖𝐡𝐨’𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱? they're literally jackrabbits both of them will initiate at any moment in any location they're DISGUSTING 𝐖𝐡𝐨’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭? probably emma tbh she gets a kick out of blowing his mind and seeing the look on his face when they try something new 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞? dean tops like 95% of the time 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞? like 5% of the time lol 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥? i think they both enjoy both but em LOVES giving for him she's obsessed with seeing how far she can get his eyes to roll 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝? much to sam's dismay , yes. yes they can. 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧? neither , and the fact that sam IS irritates them both 𝐃𝐨 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤? dean more so than emma having more experience with it , but they're both pretty decent at it / enjoy it to a degree. 𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭? i think it was dean ? it was very lowkey probably more just a casual passing statement after he'd pulled up to the pawn shop. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞? the kind that's not technically legal but means more than a legal wedding ever could to them where they go into a pawn shop and buy rings that engraved with names like Ingrid and Ernest and slide them onto each other's fingers and then get back in the car and continue on to their next case with not a whole lot changed but emma's last name. 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐫𝐞��𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩? i'm sure sammy had some thoughts at the beginning but not as of now 𝐃𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬? no they're too emotionally stupid LMAO i could see them having one by accident at some point or eventually on purpose if they ever managed to get out of the hunting life but at the moment sammy's their kid. and also their dad. 𝐃𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐬? see above

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𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭.

𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩

𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫?

𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬.

"𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚𝐬, 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬" 𝐛𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧

・゜゜・．🤎📜☕️ 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏: 𝐈 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞

✒️ 𝟐.𝟏𝐊 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 | 🤎 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐧 𝐂𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦/𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 [🕯️] 𝐱 𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢��𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝/𝐒𝐞𝐭 [🕯️] | 🌙 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 [🍪], 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 [🦇], 𝐅𝐖𝐁 [🐈‍⬛]

👜 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭.

🕰️ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐱, 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐞𝐱, 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐔𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐒𝐥𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡, 𝐓𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐬 [𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰!]

🍁 𝐈 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐞𝐭 [𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝] 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 [𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐧 𝐂𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦]. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.

🖋️ 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: "𝐈 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐭." 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 @creativepromptsforwriting'𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

🐻 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝! 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭! ^^

🍷 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤? 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞! | 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚? 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫! [𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞!]

👻 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭- 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬! 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫! 𝐀𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 ��𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫! 𝐖𝐨𝐨! [𝐓𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜-] 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐮𝐩-

Last night was full of video games, laughing and just an overall good time for Set and Loki. The past couple days weren’t the best to say the least, Loki dissociating and snapping at Set whenever he tried to help. Even through all of it Set stayed to take care of them and was the one who suggested a video games and movie night just the two of them to help Loki through her stress. Loki didn’t remember when they had fallen asleep, the only thing running through his head was the steller dream he had and the fact that Set was curled up against her chest.

He hummed softly, moving gently so as to not wake up the older. They lightly run their fingers through his hair, green eyes looking him over. He ran his thumb along his cheek, running over faint freckles and moles on the other god’s face. Humming one more time he starts pressing kisses to the other’s face, trailing them down his neck, knowing that it would wake up the light sleeper. He smiles triumphantly when Set starts to wiggle away from the neck kisses. She props her chin on the older’s shoulder and eyes him a little. “Wake up baby.~ There’s something I need you to take care of that you caused.~” Set whined as his tail swished, moving away from the god as his eyes slowly opened, pretty grey eyes in full view. 

“I’ve been asleep-. What did I even do?” He whined more as he was about to sit up until Loki flipped them over, him straddling Set down as he looked down at his eyes darkening as he gave the older man a warning look. 

“Now don’t act up pretty pup.~ You just have to fix what you started.~” She mused almost tauntingly as he looked down at the other man waiting for him to act up again. Set was about to spew out a string of snarky remarks and push him off until Loki grinded his hips down and that’s when he felt how hard Loki was. Eyes widening and cheeks turning crimson, he looked at the younger with wide eyes before covering his face and looking around to escape from whatever situation he was being put into. Loki frowned at the lack of words; they moved Set’s hands away and patted his cheek. “Now don’t go quiet on me. Use your words pup.” 

“I didn’t do anything…that wasn’t my fault. I didn’t even move or say anything.” He said as he moved his hands to push Loki by the shoulders but the younger stopped him before he could. He grabbed his wrists and pinned them over his head. 

“Ah~ I’m pretty sure it was you.~” Loki glared as Set started to interrupt them again. Rolling their eyes they covered the other’s mouth pushing down and leaning forward. “Shut your fucking mouth Sebastion.” Set whimpered and went slightly limp, giving up on fighting back. Loki perked up happily as he didn’t move his hand continuing to speak. “I dreamed of your legs wrapped around me.~” Set looked at him with dead serious eyes, wanting to yell and scream at him that this was over some stupid dream but he kept quiet fire burning in his eyes. “Your legs were wrapped so nicely around me like this…”

He moved his hands, Seb keeping quiet as he knew damn well not to speak again and not moving, each coming to his thighs and pulling them to wrap around the younger’s waist. “And you were making such pretty little sounds for me.” One hand moved to under Sebastian’s hoodie, caressing the side with his claws. “What caught me though is what your pretty lips said.” Loki looked down at him, grin spreading wide, fangs going on full display. “You begged me not to pull out, you wanted me to cum inside you.” Set’s ears were red as heat rose up the back of his neck as he bit his bottom lip, letting out a small whimper.

Loki smirked as he toyed and played with Sebastian’s curls. “Now isn’t that something my little slut would say?” Set knew it was a rhetorical question but he still nodded, it being engraved into him at this point. “Such a good puppy.~” Loki hummed as he pressed kisses along Set’s neck. “Now you’re going to be my good little slut and fix this aren’t you?” Green eyes met grey ones as Set nodded his head slowly.

“Y-Yes Rowan…” Loki shook his head, squishing Sebastian’s cheeks together. 

“No. No baby. That’s not my name. What’s my name?” The older whined a little, hating how he was melting at everything that he was saying and doing. 

“I’m s-sorry Sir.” He bit his bottom lip feeling a bit embarrassed at the name but preening happily as Loki looked happier and pleased. He was there to please after all so he would do whatever Rowan wanted. 

“Good slut.” She muttered as his pupils slitted for a second before moving to start pulling Seb’s bottoms off. Set bit his bottom lip as he hesitantly helped them take the pants and boxers off. Once off Loki dived in kisses and sucking on Set’s inner thighs, leaving as many hickies as he possibly could. Sebastian gasped at the sudden attack to his thighs before soft moans left his lips. His fingers tangle in Rowan’s hair, tugging on it a little, his heart swelling when he hears the small groans that leave Ro. Rowan kept attacking Set’s thighs, kissing scars that covered his plump thighs, moving higher and higher. “Fuck, I love your thighs.” He groaned, squeezing them hard black claws digging into them and moved his kisses to Seb’s shaft. Seb whined and whimpered as tears pooled in his eyes from the sting of his breaking skin. His grip tightened in Loki’s hair, his eyes fluttering closed, soft moans leaving his parted lips. 

Pressing one last kiss to the tip of his cock, Ro looked up at Set, predatory eyes boring into Set’s softer eyes. Without another word he wrapped her lips around his head and took him in quickly. Seb’s head fell backwards, eyes rolling back and a louder deeper moan leaving his blissed out state. Loki bobbed their head, hollowing out their cheeks as they kept eye contact with Set’s grey eyes. Set was a hot and moaning mess, his fingers tangled and gripping onto Rowan’s hair for support as he started losing himself. He shivered as Loki’s claws digged deeper into his thighs, drawing blood, and inching him closer to his high. 

Ro kept on bobbing his head, humming around his cock until he felt it twitch in his mouth. Giving him one more suck he pulls away with a smirk making the older god let out a string of whines and curses. He tugged on Ro’s hair a little before giving him big hazy eyes. “Why’d you stop?” He frowned when Loki laughed and didn’t answer the question, instead he moved up. Un-attaching her claws from where they were, moving them under Set’s hoodie, starting to tug it off.

“I want this off now.~” He mused his lips curling up before they glared at the man under him. Sebastian stopped his hands from moving his hoodie any further and shook his head.

“Can we not today? I want to keep it on.” He said it almost so quietly that Loki didn’t hear it. He frowned more as she let out a huff before scoffing.

“I thought we went over this. I don’t care how many scars, burns, whatever the fuck you have. You’re still hot, pretty, sexy, every compliment in the book to me.” Their voice was stern as they spoke, looking him down at the Egyptian god. They placed their hands on either side of his head leaning closer by the second. Set felt himself grow more and more flushed as he got shyer and looked away from the other god. 

“I-I know…” He nodded a little, Loki tilting his chin to make him look at him. “But this once…please just this once.” He said quietly, snake eyes looking him over before sighing. Ro could tell that he was hiding something from him but he nodded, pressing a kiss to lips and then moving away to take off his own clothes. 

“Alright.” Was all he said and Set knew that he fucked up. He was about to retract everything he said until he got yanked forward and Loki’s cock plunged into him. Sebastian’s eyes teared up, widening with his head falling back into his pillow with his back arching completely off the bed. He choked out a sob, nails digging into Rowan’s back. Hands on his hips, hips snapping quickly and harshly into Set. He didn’t let Sebastian adjust nor prepped him, making sure every thrust went deep and hard. “You’re taking everything I give you and you’re going to beg me to keep going.” Loki’s eyes were intensely looking into Set’s round eyes, her hand went to wrap around his jaw pushing him back and pinning it down. Set let out a whine but nodded as best as he could, letting Ro’s fingers into his mouth before biting down harshly on them. 

Rowan groaned holding onto Set’s hip, his pace ruthless as he abused Sebastian’s prostate. The older’s whines and pants fueled the shifter, his own pants, moans and whines filling the room meshing in with the sound of skin slapping against skin with every thrust Loki made. The curly haired man’s eyes rolled all the way back, nails breaking the noirette’s skin. His moans came out more muffled around his fingers, drool starting to drip at the corners of his mouth, incoherent words dumbly leaving him. He sucked and bit at Rowan’s fingers whining when they were pulled away. The raven haired man was close to his release, bringing his wet fingers to Set’s cock and started to jerk him off.  “Fuck! Fuck! Sir please. Want to cum. Please.” 

Ro didn’t fight the massively wide smirk that spread on his face as he watched the older squirm and beg. They rubbed their thumb over the head of his cock earning them a whine for more from the shorter male. “You’re going to beg me to let you cum. Be my good little bitch and beg.” Set’s hands moved to the pillow, black nails digging into the fabric as he nodded trying to have coherent thoughts through his mind’s haze.

“Please let me cum sir, please, be your good bitch.” His eyes rolled back when Loki pushed his head back, hand gripping his throat squeezing it enough to still let him speak. His legs hooked around the taller’s waist bringing him closer and locking them in place. “I’ll be good, let you cum inside just please wanna cum.” A big grin spreading on their face and deeming his begging enough, Ro starts speeding up his wrist movements. She matches them to his pace and watches as Set fully unravels underneath her. Gripping whatever he could, Sebastian let out a quiet scream as his high hit him intensely. “Rowan. Fuck. Feels so good, shit.” Thighs shaking and eyes rolling back he came into Loki’s hand as he squeezed the other’s middle. Slowly coming down he whimpered as Ro kept moving before cumming right after. They rode off their high before letting out one last groan looking up with their head tilted back. 

He let out a small sound before leaning forward and pressing small kisses to Set’s face and muttering small praises. “You did so good for me. My good little puppy, all mine.” He muttered, going to move before he was stopped. Set shook his head ‘no’ causing the younger to subconsciously grin. “You want me to stay in? What a good boy you are.” He mused, pulling out to lay next to Set before pushing back in. Seb let out a small whine before he cuddled into Loki’s chest wordlessly, sub-dropping a bit as he tried to ease his hazy mind. Loki lightly ran his fingers through the mop of curly hair muttering soft words to calm the other down. “We’ll take a bath later then I’ll make you your favorite and we can watch some movies and cuddle. How does that sound?” She spoke quietly, pressing soft kisses to his face as the younger nodded quietly. Humming and nodding back Loki wrapped them in a blanket holding him close as he kept his soft words and touches going.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 🍂✏️ @honey-andmilktea​ - 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧: 𝟎𝟕.𝟏𝟎.𝟐𝟑 

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝟎𝟕.𝟎𝟗.𝟐𝟑

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞: @armysantiny , @monsterhigh-cb, @faywithlove, @moonprismo

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Liked for a Starter ♥ (@kaioshin-kai)

"Atticus, right?" He asked while he poured a cup of tea for himself.

"Khai isn't around right now. But I'll happily assist you if you need anything."

-*Hearing a voice he didn't recognize he immediately stopped reading the book in his hand. He closed the book before placing it down on the table in-front of him. Atticus then proceeded to stand up and turn around so he could put a face with the voice he just heard. As he stared at dark blue-ish/grey kai he couldn't help but be confused-? who was he and how did he exactly find him? let alone know his name?? he crossed his arms as he narrowed his gaze*-

" 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮? 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦. 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞�� 𝐢𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐬? "

-*Atticus was on guard. If this was some intruder he wouldn't be afraid to make the first swing*-

[flownintothesun]

⋆ ✰ ⋆ ─── "𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭? 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡 𝐈'𝐦 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲? 𝐍𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭. 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥." (𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 @ 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐬 )

            ⋆ ✰ ⋆ ─── a legacy post for @batteredoptimist dated 28 July 2022.

          𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒, and the lights snap on mechanically, one by one until every seat is illuminated. In the very back, sprawled lazily across the seat is the man he loves. Spotlight, on. Francis tries to run for him, but finds that he cannot move, can only dance atop his stage, upon his music box.  Beneath, where is usually an orchestra, is a hand, twisting the gear as he begins to spin again and again.

    He knows this hand that is laden in rings. Rings that have left bruises. That have left their mark. And suddenly he’s tugging at his legs, and he cannot move...cannot...move. The more Zane winds him up, the faster he spins, and Muriel becomes a blur. He recognizes the song that begins to play, as he’s forced into position after position, moving and stumbling — he would be brought to his knees if he were able to kneel at all. Zane’s voice echoes, drowns out Muriel’s.

  “Quand il me prend dans ses bras, il me parle tout bas, je vois la vie en rose. Il me dit des mots d'a mour, des mots de tous les jours, et ca m'fait quel-que chose. Il est entré dans mon coeur, une part de bonheur. Dont je connais la cause. C'est lui par moi, moi par lui, dans la vie. Il me l'a dit..."

    The words are purposefully mispronounced, off-tempo, utterly wrong — which makes this entirely too realistic. “Muriel!” he shouts, and his voice, too, bounces back to him, and Zane mocks him, laughing. Where is he? Surely this is a nightmare? Surely...

    He pinches himself once, twice, doesn’t wake up.

    Every other word comes through, like a bad connection. He’s in the hospital. Why is he in the hospital? Why is Muriel talking to him like he should be awake?

    Tears streak down his face and he’s getting dizzy now, and the music’s slowing and Zane’s laughing. “Muriel, I love you — Muriel, don’t let me die here...we have so much life left to live...we have...” music creeps slower and slower, and Francis’ joints stiffen, “so...much...”

   The seat is empty, and Zane’s hand waves at him. “Left.”

    The music stops, and all is dark again.

[abandoned-beast]

god was never on your side.

[abandoned-beast]

if he's there, i've got a message for the man that's up above fuck you

[abandoned-beast]

The price is pain to make this right and I could buy a thousand lives so you can try to kill me but I can’t fucking die.

[abandoned-beast]

"One day at a time is what we've got. It's what everybody's got, if you get down to it."

[abandoned-beast]

from the garden of eden, here to destroy you

[abandoned-beast]

"cyrus" polaroid (#001)

[abandoned-beast]

i wanted to dress a blade up in red with both of our necks, but i wasn't able. and i wasn't stable, i guess...

[abandoned-beast]

I'm afraid I'll go to heaven That's why I'm hoping that I'm right My biggest fear ain't no red Devil It's being near you people all the time I'll be fine as long as you go somewhere else

[abandoned-beast]

I made another mistake , thought I could change , thought I could make it out.

I've said the Lord's Prayer a thousand times. Over and over I pray to you , Father God , and you ignore me. I don't know for how much longer I am able to hold on. These walls... they are talking to me. I do not know where their mouths are , I do not know where their ears are that they can hear me talk back and respond , ridicule me , make fun of my misery. I used to think I was afraid of no one , but I think I know better now. I am afraid of you , God. The only thing I was ever afraid of was seeing you clearly and without disguise. I see you now. I am tired of screaming until my throat is sore , digging my nails into the wood of these walls and trying to tear down the planks. But they are not coming off. You have prepared this prison well for me. Alone in the house this haunted house. It is not haunted because of the ghosts inside of it , but because I am here. With all my hatred , and spite , and anger. My breath is poison , my spit is venom. One day you will have to face me again , Father God. It will be the last thing you do.