#AND HERE WE ARE. SOBBING. GOING CRAZY AND CLIMBING MY WALLS

[dandyshucks]

this is making me SICK IN THE HEAD I TELL YOU. ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEEE WHYS THIS SO CUTE. HELP ME. I THINK I HAUVE COUVID....

[natashaslesbian]

We Saved Each Other (Part Ten)

It’s your first birthday with your new mama, unfortunately it doesn’t go to plan

Word Count: 2.7k

Content: Autistic Meltdown

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“A little to the left” Natasha guided Clint in hanging up yet another banner. “I’ve tied all the balloons up” Maria called as she came into the room. Today was your 7th birthday and Natasha had promised it would be a day to remember. You had never celebrated your birthday having grown up in the red room and with a father who didn’t care, it was something Natasha had been excited about since she adopted you last year. Your day so far had been filled with breakfast in bed, a few presents and now you were at the zoo with auntie Laura and your cousins, Lila and Cooper (and you were very excited that Laura was expecting another baby). You had begged your mama to come with you but she told you she had paper work that needed to be done. Little did you know, Natasha had sent you on a trip in order to decorate your house for a surprise party. After living in the Barton’s barn for a few months, Nat found an adorable cottage in the countryside. You loved your new house, it was perched on a small hill and overlooked fields filled with sheeps and horses. The back garden had a small pond and you’re favourite part of the day was feeding the fish and having Natasha push you super high on the swings. It was the perfect hideaway when the avengers tower got too much, it had been especially crazy since the organisation had formed a few short months ago.

You were currently waiting in line to feed the alpacas, something you had been talking about non stop all day. The line was moving quickly and you could hardly wait “Auntie Laura is it my turn next?” You asked excitedly. “I think so birthday girl, you ready?” Laura asked as she guided you forward, you nodded excitedly as you grabbed your bowl of grass. “Here we go then, lift up some food for them” your auntie leaded you. you smiled widely as one of the alpacas came over to munch on some grass “look Lila!” You cheered as you twisted to see your cousin. In turning your back you accidentally moved the bowl away from the alpaca, making it harder for him to grab some grass. Not thinking anything was wrong, you turned around with your big rosy cheeks and came face to face with an angry alpaca who immediately spat roughly in your face. You screamed loudly as the goo landed on your face “auntie Laura!” You yelled as you dropped the bowl into the pen, distracting the alpacas. “It’s okay sweetie he just got a little angry” Laura said as she lifted you off the small podium you were placed upon. “Get it off me!” You sobbed as your hands began to flap, the first sign that your autism was starting to take over.

Back at home, Natasha was adding the final touches to your decorated house. There were banners on every wall and balloons filled the hallway. Maria was finishing decorating your cake when Clint came running in with his phone held to his ear “Nat, we need to go get y/n” he said breathlessly. Natasha dropped everything as she came to talk to Clint “what’s happened?” She said in a panicked voice, a million thoughts racing behind her eyes. “Some animal spat on her she’s having a meltdown” Clint said as he guided Nat towards the door, the two didn’t waste a second as they climbed into the car and headed to the zoo. “I knew this was a bad idea” Natasha sighed “she’s been so overwhelmed lately I should’ve just suggested the park or something I just wanted today to be special for her” she said in a panicked quickness. “Breathe Nat” Clint said as he placed a comforting hand on his friends shoulder “she’s got her coping mechanisms right?” He asked. “Yeah but she’s never had to use them without me there, she’s never had a meltdown without me, I should’ve gone with her Clint” Natasha mumbled as her eyes filled with tears. “She’ll be okay, she always bounces back, just like her mom” Clint smiled as he consoled Natasha.

Peoples heads were starting to turn at the zoo, some in understanding and some in annoyance. Lila and cooper stood back as they watched their mom try to comfort their dear cousin. Lila still didn’t really understand why you got so upset at what she felt was a tiny problem but Cooper was slowly learning how to help and interact with you. “Where’s mommy!” You cried as you gripped onto Laura’s sweatshirt “she’s on her way y/n okay, deep breaths sweetheart” Laura said. Your knuckles were starting to turn white at the sheer force of your grip, the material being twisted and pulled in between your fingers. Laura had attempted to get you to count to 10, tried the ‘5, 4, 3, 2, 1’ method but so far nothing had calmed you. “Mommy look it’s daddy and auntie Nat!” Lila called as she saw Clint’s car pull into the car park, pointing over with a wide smile. “Y/n hey, look who’s here” Laura cooed, trying to get your focus onto Natasha. The widow came rushing over when she saw your state, pushing past the small crowd of people who had gathered. “Can you give her some space please?” Clint said to all the bystanders. “Y/n baby!” Natasha called as she came over to you, you ran straight into her arms when you heard her voice. “Mama I don’t like it” you sobbed into her arms “I know sweetie it’s ok mommy’s here” Natasha said as she squeezed you with all her might, something she learned early on helped to ground you.

You couldn’t quite remember the actual events that happened next but in your next moment of consciousness you felt the familiar beanbag underneath you and the weight of your blanket was wrapping around you perfectly. You peaked out through your half opened eyes and realised you were at the tower. Your mom had created four calm spaces for you at your most visited locations, your house, Clint’s house, the avengers tower and S.H.I.E.L.D HQ. You opened your eyes fully when you realised it was dim, small lava lamps illuminated the corners of the room just how you liked it. The black out curtains were pulled tightly shut and all the electronics had been unplugged (Natasha spent weeks looking for a battery powered lava lamp). You saw a flash of red hair in the corner of your eyes and were immediately calmed by the presence of your mother. Noticing you were awake, Natasha slowly made her way over to you, sitting close by but far enough away. She began to sign slowly, something Clint was teaching the both of you for when you needed absolute silence. Taking her time to get it right, Natasha signed for ‘voice’ and you nodded slowly letting her know it was okay to talk. “Hi baby” she whispered “is there anything in the room that needs to be adjusted?” She asked. You looked around the room quickly and shook your head no. “Do you want touch right now?” Your mom said, you nodded quickly and reached out for your mom.

Still wrapped up in your weighted blanket, Natasha gently picked you up and sat you on her lap atop the beanbag. She swayed slowly as she held you close, adding the perfect amount of pressure. “You’re not having the best of birthdays are you baby girl?” Natasha said. “No” you mumbled quietly, rubbing your face against the bare skin above Nats t shirt. Your mom pulled her shirt over her head, cooing gently when you whined at the brief loss of contact. You settled again instantly at the feeling of her soft chest. “I think I have something that might make it a bit better, if you want it?” Natasha said as she pulled you close. “What is it?” You asked sceptically looking up at your mom through your eyelashes “well it’s a very special present I got for you” she said as she shifted you in her arms. Now perched comfortably on your mamas knee, you questioned her further on this special present “why is it special?” You asked. “Because it’s more than a present, it’s something mommy has been thinking about getting you for a long time. I think he’s gonna make you really happy” Natasha said. “He?” You asked inquisitively “is it a person mama?” You said. “Not quite, shall we go and find out?” Nat asked. “Yes please” you said as you wrapped your legs your moms waist and held on tight behind her neck.

Natasha made sure you had fully adjusted to the light before she walked down the hall with you on her hip, after pulling her shirt back over her head. She’d given you a fidget toy to help soothe you further, the worst of your meltdown had passed but she wanted to keep you from going backwards into another one. It was a Saturday so the tower was quiet, the avengers floor practically silent, the crew cleaning up after the attack on New York didn’t work weekends either. You passed through the empty halls unfazed and happily stimming with your fidget snake, only when you heard a familiar voice did you look up from your hands. “Hey little spider” Clint said when you smiled wildly at him “are you feeling better?” He asked. You nodded slowly and made grabby hands towards him, wanting to feel the softness of the familiar sweatshirt he was wearing. You settled in his arms until a sharp bark took you by surprise, you covered your ears at the sudden noise but quickly calmed and flashed an inquisitive look at your mom. “What did you hear baby?” Natasha asked you with a wide smile. “A woof woof” you said questioningly “is there a doggy?” You asked as you scrambled out of Clint’s arms to investigate. “Why don’t we go and see where the woof woof came from?” Your mom said as she took a hold of your hand.

You tip toed down the corridor, listening intensely for another sound, particularly a bark. “It’s coming from in here mama!” You beamed as you came to the avengers common room. “Maybe you should go and have a look” Clint said as he pushed down on the handle. Natasha nodded as she encouraged you to enter the room, you walked in slowly to the dimly lit space. Looking up to your right you saw a pink balloon gently flowing around the room. “A balloon mommy” you said as you jogged slowly around the couch. Your eyes went wide when you saw a fluffy grey husky sitting beside the coffee table “a doggy!” You exclaimed as you looked down into the bright blue eyes of the feline “look little spider he has a note with him!” Clint said, pointing towards the folded card on the table. You ran towards it and picked it up to have a look, it read:

‘Hi y/n. My name is Joey. I’m a special doggy to help you with your autism. I am really friendly and will help you need me’

You finished reading and looked back at Natasha “he’s for me mommy?” You asked. “He is” your mom said as she crouched down beside you, calling Joey over to you both “he’s specially trained to look after you when you get overwhelmed” Natasha said as she gently brushed through the dogs hair. You cautiously placed your hand out for Joey to inspect and he wagged his tail excitedly when he sniffed your fingers “he’s funny” you giggled when Joey came up to lick your face, the gentle strokes of his tongue and his soft fur soothing you. “I think he likes you” Natasha said as she released her hold on Joeys collar, she was delighted when he came to sit at your feet and looked up at you with his adoring eyes. “I like him too mommy, can he sleep in my room?” You begged. “Of course, he’s your special doggy y/n, so he can always stay with you. He’ll always be there if you need him, he can tell when you’re upset so he’ll come and help you and he can alert me if you need mamas help” Natasha explained. “Thank you mommy! I love him so much!” You shrieked as you ran into Natasha’s arms.

Nat stood back as she watched you play with Joey, he was so gentle with you that it brought a lump to her throat. Clint wrapped an arm around his best friends shoulder as he watched on too. “I think they’ll be best friends in no time” he said. Clint had spent months helping Natasha research for therapy animals and he’d taken her to all the meetings. Natasha knew as soon as she met Joey that he was the perfect dog for you and after making sure he was fully trained, she couldn’t wait to bring him home. “I’m guessing the party’s off?” Clint asked as he stepped back. Natasha watched you run around happily while Joey chased your balloon. “I think the party’s right here.”

10 years later.

“Sit Joey” you said as you called your husky to your side “good boy” you praised as you slipped him a treat. Natasha came around the side of your truck after securing the last of your boxes. “You’re all set” she said with a slight quiver in her voice. “Mama don’t cry again” you laughed as you pulled the redhead into your arms. “I can’t help it” Natasha said as she took your face into her hands “my grown up baby girl, off to college. Have I told you that I’m so proud of you” Your mom smiled. “Many times mama” you said as you lent your forehead against Natasha’s. Joey whined at the lack of attention and Nat crouched down to stroke him “oh Joey I’m gonna miss you too. The house is gonna be so quiet without you stomping around” she giggled. You took a glance up at your house, remembering all of the memories you never thought you would have. Natasha had made up for every year of love you were deprived of and along the way you found yourself the best family in the world.

Clint and Laura also cried the day you got accepted into Harvard and Tony threw you the biggest going away party, abiding closely by the many rules Natasha had set to make sure you were comfortable. Yelena was gutted that you two wouldn’t be able to take Joey and Fanny for their doggy play dates. After you, your mom and Yelena had taken down the red room, you had gotten so close with your auntie you couldn’t imagine life without her. But she had promised to face time very day, though you knew it would just be to talk to Joey. You never thought you’d be doing this, leaving your family, going to college. There was a time when you thought your life would only ever be spying and killing, but as soon as Natasha came along you knew you’d be okay. She’d been there through it all. Holding you after every nightmare. Being by your side during each meltdown. Comforting you when the PTSD hit in your teenage years. She’d given you the life you never thought you would have.

Opening the door swiftly, you guided Joey up into the truck, making sure his tail was tucked away before closing the car door. “I gotta get going” you frowned. Natasha lifted your chin with her manicured fingers. “Hey, you know I’m always with you, wherever you are. If you need me, you call me and I’ll be there in seconds. It’s time for you to live your life y/n” she said as she gently ran her fingers through your hair. “You’ve already helped me to live my life mommy. I love you so much. You saved me” you cried softly. “Oh baby” Natasha said as she looked into your eyes “we saved each other”

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And that’s it! The end of the WSEO series. Thank you for all the support on this story!🤍

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[chikkou]

ok i was waiting until my laptop got here to finally tell all the bullshit thats happened in the last like. 5 months lol. cause its a lot to type

im gonna put it all under the cut so no one has to read if they dont want. its a LONG fucking story.

tl;dr:

ok so for basic background, for the last two years or so, i was living with a roommate in connecticut. the roommate was my (now former) best friend since middle school. in july of this year his behavior totally shifted, and he started picking fights with me out of nowhere, told our high school friends a bunch of straight up lies abt me to make me look like a horrible roommate & person, and just generally became a two-faced dickhead. in the end, it turned out to all be excuses to justify his decision to move out (unofficially, name was still on the lease) so that he could live with his boyfriends and not pay any bills. at the time i was really devastated by this bc i felt totally betrayed by this person i had been close to since i was 12/13, but frankly after everything else that happened i barely fucking think about it now LMAO. this is set dressing more than anything else

so anyway, i had been living alone since about august, that was the last time i saw him in person. i wasnt handling the situation well because i had spoken to my high school friend and found out the extent to which hed tried to paint me as a slovenly, horrible roommate, to the point of telling actual lies about really dumb stuff (which didnt work btw - my friends, god bless them, were more concerned about my mental health than anything and thought i was going down a depression spiral, which my former friend told them he was helping me through. they believed me right away once we finally did talk). all that is to say, i was going kind of crazy lol, and i decided to go back home in october just for a short while, to recharge my batteries and all.

i was gone for a couple of weeks, not very long. i felt MUCH better after being with my family & friends in person, as i felt pretty isolated from everyone (my hometown is in new york, i was only 2 hours away by train but scheduling times to visit was sort of a hassle, so i only did it once every couple months). my grandfather and mom dropped me off at my apartment in early november, we were very lighthearted and discussing my next steps, since my shithead friend had been behind on rent more than 5 times (i always paid my half on time) and i was facing eviction because of it. we get to my apartment, i go to open the door, and it wont open. not that its locked, it just straight up WONT open. my grandpa tried to ram the door with his shoulder, and nothing. hes a strong ass dude, and this door wouldnt budge for anything.

my mom managed to get the kitchen window open and climb in that way, and it took both her and my grandpa pulling/pushing at the same time to force the door open. i wont even dress this up: there was mold. fucking. everywhere. on the floor, on the walls, all over everything i owned. i have pictures (had to take them for insurance) and im not even going to show them because they are beyond fucking disgusting. everything i owned was soaked in water and mold, and i do literally mean EVERYTHING. it was very warm in there too, like the temperature of a swamp. i was in a haze after that. i just remember sobbing, like genuinely heartbroken sobbing, as i wandered around looking at everything that was ruined. my mom & grandpa had to go and get maintenance because i was just utterly useless, and they were equally horrified & said they'd never seen anything like it.

i managed to save some items that were irreplaceable (journals, notebooks, etc) and whatever clothes werent utterly soaked in mold. all of my cookware, my books, my laptop & desktop (i cried the hardest when i saw the desktop) - it was all ruined. we found out later that the water boiler in my apartment had a catastrophic failure while i was gone, which caused it to constantly send water back through the pipes, empty, and refill itself. my bedroom was directly above the boiler downstairs, so it got the most significant amount of damage. all told, i lost like 95% of the things i owned. it is possible that i could have saved more, but the amount of mold in that apartment made it a genuine safety hazard for me to even be in there, so i had very limited time to grab what i could. the cruelest irony of all that? my shithead ex-friend's room, which was on the other side of the hallway, was pretty much untouched. he lost absolutely nothing lol.

so immediately, i had to leave the state. i moved back to ny with my family. my mother - who had a stroke last year following a diagnosis of an exceedingly rare neurological disorder, AND had two separate brain surgeries to improve her quality of life - was in the process of getting evicted. the landlord didnt give a fuck about any of my moms situation, not her being disabled, not her being widowed, not her having 3 kids under the age of 18 to care for - he just wanted her out so he could increase the cost of rent on our house. at the same time as all this was going on, i got saddled with a $600 electric bill (likely caused by the water heater's malfunction), which neither insurance nor the apartment would pay, so it came out of my pocket. in addition, i found out in december that i was also getting laid off.

we had nowhere to go and couldnt afford to live anywhere in the tri-state area. we had no choice but to move somewhere much cheaper, and since my mom already had a friend living in a mid-atlantic state, we chose to move there. the eviction went through in january and we had less than 2 weeks to pack all our shit, find a place to live, and get the fuck out. needless to say, we were not successful lol.

we stayed in my grandparents 1 bedroom apartment for about a week, then all of us drove down together to stay with my moms friend in her 3 bedroom apartment (she has 5 kids, 3 of whom live in the apartment). my moms apartment, which was supposed to have been ready by january 31st, still had people actively living there. the property manager kept promising us it would be next week for the entire month of february, to the point that my mom got fed up and chose to rent a small house instead. the reality of being essentially homeless for that time was beyond horrifying, and having anywhere between 8-10 people in that house (my cousin also moved with us, but he stayed in a hotel for the first week) was more taxing than i can express.

but things have gotten a lot better since then. i also found a cute little house to rent just up the road from my moms, and its very cheap for its size. i still havent found a job yet, but thanks to what was essentially the liquidation of everything i owned, ill be ok for a couple months more. im slowly but surely repurchasing all the things i lost and trying to acclimate to the new environment. things are still not totally stable right now, but they are slowing down, and at this point thats all i can really ask for lol.

so yeah. if u were wondering why i suddenly stopped posting after literal years of posting every day, thats why LMAO

[antique-ann]

A One-Shot of A Dream I Had..

Chayanne and Tallulah were back at Wilbur's playing in the tree house. Chayanne was jumping around doing water bucket clutches from the patio, while Tallulah was reading the books Phil had put in the tree house. They were waiting on Phil to come back from getting some materials so they can go on an adventure today.

"Tallulah... oh Tallulah... Don't be afraid we're just here to visit!" they heard call out from below the tree. Two strangers were approaching the tree in search for them. They noticed Chayanne as he climbed up the tree house to protect Tallulah, sword in hand ready to battle. Tallulah dropped her book and hid behind Chayanne.

The strangers started climbing up the tree and Chayanne immediately urged Tallulah to the patio, and he jumped to the ground, water bucket clutching. He left the water on the ground and screamed "Tallulah! Jump! Jump!" Tallulah without hesitation, jump into the water below.

They both ran towards to waypoint as fast as their little legs could, but when they got to the waypoint, they were surround by the strangers. Chayanne body blocked Tallulah from them and whispered, "When I say go, take the waypoint back to abuelo's. Get help." Tallulah didn't want to leave her favourite tio behind, but she knew they needed help and nodded.

"There you are little Tallulah..." one of the strangers hissed, his eyes narrowed at the eggs with a hint of crazy. "Give her to us... we just wanted to see her real face... they said if we cracked her open and see her real face... we would become gods of the island..." they continued as they slowly crept their way closer to the two eggs, cornering them.

Chayanne gripped his sword tighter from fury, the whole time keeping his eyes on the strangers for sudden movements. "GO TALLULAH GO." Chayanne screamed, and Tallulah took the waypoint. The last thing she saw was Chayanne fighting off the now angry strangers with his life.

"ABUELO! ABUELO!" Tallulah called out, panic and fear running through her veins as she ran around the top of the wall looking for Phil. Phil had heard the pop of the waypoint and appeared around his stack of chest by his dirt roofed house. "Tallulah? What's wrong?" he rushed to her as she flung herself into her abuelo's arms. "Tio... danger... strangers..." she sobbed into his chest.

In a blink, she was in Chayanne's room with Phil by the door. "Stay here. I'm getting Chayanne home. I promise." He gave a little peck on her head before closing the door. The last thing Tallulah heard were the sound of crows cawing and fluttering away in unison and the pop of the waypoint.

Chayanne was fighting off the strangers with everything he had. Putting in crits and blocking hits with his shield like how Phil had taught him, but he was slowly losing his strength. "YOU SHIT EGG. WHERE HAS SHE GONE?!" the strangers demanded angrily. Chayanne placed another good hit to one of the stranger’s ribs with the hilt of his sword, a small crack sounded.

Chayanne, out of breath and huffing, was about to give in when suddenly he heard a pop from the waypoint. All of them paused in their tracks and turned to look, to find a man with pitch black wings spread open, pointed high, surrounded with a threatening and commanding aura. "LEAVE. MY CHILD. ALONE." Phil glared at the strangers with piercing blue eyes filled with rage and the promise of death.

Normally, people would have cowered in fear or run away with their tails tucked between their legs. For Chayanne, it was the first time he saw his gentle and funny dad that angry, and he stared in awe and admiration at the beauty and terror that is the Angel of Death himself. Chayanne decided in that second that he will become just like his dad.

"Chayanne. Come." Phil called out and Chayanne sprinted to his dad. Phil caught Chayanne in his arms and carried him, holding him close. Even with rage pumping through Phil's veins, his hold was gentle and full of love. Chayanne snuggled into his shoulder. Suddenly, the sky turned dark, as dark as the void. Behind Phil and Chayanne was the sound of wings fluttering, and a murder of crows cawing loudly.

Chayanne watched as Phil lifted his sword and slowly pointed it towards the two strangers. The crows dived past Phil and Chayanne towards the strangers, and all Chayanne could see was black feathers swarming and consuming the strangers into the darkness. Phil placed Chayanne down and nodded towards the waypoint. Chayanne placed his hand on the waypoint and teleported, the last sound he heard were the tortured cries of the strangers.

On the other side of the waypoint, Tallulah paced around anxiously, she tried playing her flute to calm down, but it didn't work. She was about to throw her flute onto the ground out of frustration when suddenly two pops from the waypoint reached her ears. Phil opened the door and Tallulah rushed out to greet her tio with a tight hug, let out a sigh of relief. "You're okay!" she exclaimed.

Tallulah clung to Chayanne like her life depended on it. "I wished I was stronger; I could have helped." she whispered sadly as the weight of the stressed sunk into her shell. She felt a hand giving her soothing pats. "You did Tallulah! You got abuelo to help! If you didn’t, I don't know what would have happened." Chayanne pointed out. "I helped...? Tallulah looked up at Phil and Chayanne with tears in her eyes. "You did sweet child." Phil assured as he carried both Chayanne and Tallulah into his arms.

"The strangers wanted to crack Tallulah open." Chayanne voiced out. "They said they would become gods of the island if they saw my real face." Tallulah chimed in. Phil frowned. "The fuck? That’s bullshit. Someone is probably trying to kill the surviving eggs again by spreading rumours. This island is fucked up!" he thought out loud. "Don't worry. I will protect you with my life and I'll punt the fucker who made up that rumour." Phil promised and the two eggs nodded.

He carried them into Chayanne's room and sat on the bed. "You both have been really, really brave today. I'm so proud of you." He hugged them close. Chayanne and Tallulah looked at each other, safe and sound, being smothered in love, and they cried.

They held each other as they let it all out, Phil snuggled them close and shielded them from the world with his wings. They stayed like that until they all fell asleep, which was how Wilbur found them when he came home.

[carrymelikeimcute]

Titanic AU

Edward knows the rules - decks are for passengers, his place is down in the overheated engine rooms or the packed cabins where the walls run with the damp of everyone's breath, soot on everything, even the beds. That's where he's paid to be.

But it's so late, and almost all the passengers are sleeping. He can't resist it - the fresh, cold as glass air and the stars above. The roar of the propellers and the music as the first-class band winds up the evening in the dining room. So he's up here again, at the very back of the ship, sprawled on a bench and looking at the sky, tightly rolled cigarette in hand.

He only looks around when he hears footsteps, wondering if he's in trouble. But it's just one of the first-class passengers, a bloke in a fancy suit walking quickly towards the railing. Probably about to throw up - he certainly looks like shit, though if he weren't so pale and miserable looking he'd probably be...he shakes that thought away. That's one sure way to get burned.

Ed's still watching when the guy leans against the flag pole, pausing for a moment before he starts climbing over the railing.

"What the fuck?" it's a whisper, there's no one else around to hear but he definitely doesn't want to startle this...crazy fuckwit.

He's on his feet in seconds, moving quietly but quickly until he's close enough to hear the man's erratic breath as it shivers out of his lungs. He's on the other side of the railing now, clinging to it with his arms behind him. Ed doesn't approach from behind, but from the side, trying to look calm and to not give the guy a shock - already asking a lot seeing as he's out here in his work clothes with a leather coat over to hide the soot and sweat.

"You...alright there, mate?"

It's a terrible opening gambit and it does make the guy jump, just a little. His head whips round. Ed knows he hasn't seen him on any of his little 'jaunts' to the decks. He'd remember, because up close...fucking hell. He looks like a painting. A sad one, but a beautiful one nonetheless.

"I'm find, really there's no need for your concern," the stranger manages.

"Right...so..." he edges a bit closer. "Evening going well?"

The stranger huffs a laugh that borders on a sob. "It's actually my engagement dinner."

Ed has known some marriage-shy men in his time - men like his father - most of them either deserted their brides-to-be or fucked around regardless of their engagement. They did not, in his experience, stand alone over a drop into the midnight black Atlantic like the heroine in a gothic novel.

"I really don't want to talk about it," the guy says. "If you could just...leave, please. Sorry to be rude but...please."

Ed tuts thoughtfully and makes a show of looking down over the railing, inching closer as he does so.

"Can't do that now, can I? Might have to jump in after you."

"Don't be ridiculous," he looks appalled. "You'd...die."

Ed nods, humming agreement. "Probably, yeah. Tell you what - since we're going to be dying together, maybe we could take five or ten minutes to get properly acquainted." He holds his hand out from right by the guy's side. "Ed Teach - 'M a stoker."

The man looks at him like he's insane, but he takes his hand anyway, fingers shaking a little, but apparently trusting him enough to let go of the rail for a moment. "Stede Bonnet. Um...passenger."

"Nice to meet you," Ed says, then hauls him bodily back over the railing with a grunt of effort and the realisation that he's probably about to ruin this guy's suit.

[thesunisrising]

hard period

fem!reader x non idol!jake

TW: +18, mention of self-harm, the reader is mentally unstable; lmk if I forgot something.

w.c: 447

Inspired by: Die for you - The Weeknd and Golden hour - Jvke

(the songs are not related to this at all, but I listened to them while I was writing)

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The bulb flickers, the light dims, illuminating the room in a dirty gray. The cold tiled floor is covered with transparent drops. A girl has been lying near the bathroom for more than half an hour. Holding tightly to her hair, she tears it out, trying to find solace in the pain. Prior to that, she broke the mirror over the sink after a dialogue with her reflection about how worthless, incapable, stupid, insignificant she is. Even earlier, she destroyed half of the apartment: chairs, candlesticks, dishes, everything that first came to hand. The only thing that could help her, or rather who is her boyfriend, but he is simply not aware of what is happening. Alone, unhappy, she shudders in silent sobs, with thoughts that her life is meaningless, that it would be nice to end it right now, but she has no strength and is scared. The realization of death is terrible, it’s scary what Jake will think when he sees the disfigured body, the reaction of the family is terrible - they won’t survive what happened, and the mother will completely go crazy.

“Maybe no one needs me?” It flashes through the girl's head, and she, taking a piece of the mirror, climbs into the bathroom, turning on the cool water. Clothes get wet unpleasantly and she takes them off, throwing them somewhere to the door. Gently, without pressure, she runs the shard along her thigh, still pondering her decision, then runs it over her stomach and shoulder. Tears again accumulate in the eyes and the small one rolls down the cheek. The front door slams inaudibly, after a couple of minutes a quiet knock on the bathroom, but the sound of water and concentration blocked everything. The light from the corridor enters the room and the guy first stops on the threshold in a stupor, and then flies up to the girl. He does not know what to do. First, he tries to bring her out of a trance, then pick up a sharp fragment, the second is successful. He touches the water - it is icy, so he first lowers it, and then takes out the girl, wrapping her in a towel. Everything happens without words. He tries to draw her attention to himself, holds his beloved by the cheeks, which with a defocused look looks somewhere at the wall. He finally takes her to the bedroom, laying her on the bed, dresses her, and lays down next to her, drawing her to him, warming her.

"Honey, why are you doing this to yourself? Why did you want to leave me, your family?" - whispers in the top of her head. Hands as tightly as possible clasp the exhausted body.

"I'm sorry. I just can't do it anymore. It's hard for me." - is heard in the chest area and he moves away a little.

"Baby, why didn't you tell me? After all, we talked about this - to share if something oppresses us." He meets her red eyes and can't help but let out a sob. "Please don't do this to us. Speak up if something is bothering you and maybe together we will come to a solution to the problem. Just don't leave us, everything is solved." - in response, she nods and again cuddles in his arms, inhaling the soothing perfume. She is surrounded by the warmth and care of a loved one, and his head is filled with thoughts of how to get her out of this state. Sleepless nights and busy mornings ahead. After all, if this is repeated again and again, it's time to resolve the issue in a more global way…

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Well, this is my first post here. I hope there are not so many mistakes in the text, because actually I am not a native speaker, although I have an advanced level of English, anyway you can help me by correcting me. And please tell me if it was good or bad and thank you for reading.

[springvaletales]

((Session 40 is wrapped!))

Today has been cursed for Skaaaa’s sake. I dropped my noodles in the sink at work, someone else had two terrible lunchables when they were really hungry and had no other options, someone else got peed on by their cat early in the morning….CURSED!

We then had some difficulties with Discord’s voice chat.

“You still sound like you’re in a bathtub.”

August: “Have you ever had a bagel, Bagel?”

Bagelby: “Nope! We don’t have bagels in the Feywild. Bagels are circles, and circles are really cool! They don’t exist in the Feywild, really - if you walk in a circle in the Feywild, you end up somewhere else.”

Ena, bullshitting: “Uh…’Bagel’ means something different in the Feywild.”

“If Thiori stretched out his human arms, he could touch both walls.”

“Bagel does not understand magic, so the sky is literally the limit.”

As the party returned to exploring the dungeon, they split up two ways - Bagelby ran back to where they’d last left off with Ena, Thiori, Sir Carl Jaeger, and Lex, while August and Asahi doubled back to explore another branch of the tunnels.

Bagelby and co found a room of loose debris with a few random trinkets, and some bones….a LOT of bones, actually.

Bagelby, looking at a humanoid skull he found: “Hey Thiori, why are there so many bones here?”

Thiori: “Well, it could have been a big predator, a grave getting unceremoniously relocated, or-“

Ena, who was raised by a giant tree Fey, not thinking: “Or all these roots ate someone, lol.”

Bagelby:

Thiori:

Sir Carl Jaeger:

Lex:

Bagelby, slowly putting the skull down: “I think we should all leave in a calm and orderly fashion.”

Meanwhile, August and Asahi climbed through a broken wall an found a long, narrow hallway. When they went to explore it, August failed her reflex save, and fell into a magically darkened pit when the see-saw floor trap activated.

Asahi survived by clinging onto a root hanging from the ceiling, and then screaming into her enchanted acorn for her wife-not-wife Ena to save her.

The rest of the party came running, and Bagelby tried to rescue August from The Pit with Mage Hand, but she was too far down, and his spell couldn’t reach. His kleptomancy still disintegrated the signet ring he’d used to empower it (which he’d stolen from August in an earlier session) however.

Bagelby, sobbing: “Now I can’t steal August’s identity!”

Thiori collected all the rope from the party members, tied them all end to end, then tied them to himself, and drove the rope into a nearby tree root with piton. Then, he tossed Sir Carl Jaeger his backpack, demanded that someone take a sample of the sap oozing from the root for him, and leapt into the abyss.

Lex and Bagelby gathered at the edge of the tilted floor where Thiori had jumped, watching in awe and horror as hundreds of feet of rope uncoiled rapidly. Sir Carl Jaeger joined them to keep Bagelby back from the hole, and Ena and Asahi joined them to gather that sample of sap for Thiori.

The combined weight of all four of them (sans Asahi, who is weightless) was enough to un-stick the stuck trap floor, and drop them all into the abyss, themselves.

THREE PEOPLE NAT ONE-D YESS THIS IS GOING PERFECT!

Only a few dozen feet down, the wall came up to meet them, and their fall turned into a long, crazy slide into darkness.

After being dumped at the bottom of the slide, they found August waiting for them, and Thiori, still dangling from the end of his rope like SpongeBob after his big movie musical number.

Rising to their feet, the reunited party found themselves at the foot of a gargantuan statue overgrown with roots the size of buildings, snaking their way down from a mysterious portal between realms on the ceiling.

They also found a number of strange masked, hooded, and gloved figures tending to the roots - one of whom was behind the party, having watched them all tumble out of the feeding slide without warning.

One whistle later, and the party’s cover was blown. Initiative was rolled, and the Big Boss Encounter began!

I have never used lair actions in my boss’s before so I hope I’m doing this right.

Lair Action: Tilling the Earth. Roots in sizes ranging from twigs to redwoods writhe and rise from the ground, breaking up the terrain and making it difficult for the duration of combat.

August charged at the main root and started hacking at it with her sword. Her blade bounced.

Thiori charged at the main root and began stabbing it repeatedly with his glaive, strengthened by his empowering mutagen. He drew a little sap from the outer bark, but otherwise did no damage.

Lair Action: Choking Aroma. The roots shake off a thick, sweet-smelling dust of arcane origin. It becomes difficult to breathe, and creatures who cannot filter the air around them lose 5hp per round.

Asahi cast Burning Hands and Ena cast Eldritch Blast at the main root. Neither left a mark.

Bagelby imbued his familiar Pedro with the spell Shocking Grasp, and sent him flying up to the portal in the roof that the main root was coming from.

For the sake of their safety, neither Pedro nor Maritza need to breathe, and neither are affected by the Choking Aroma lair action.

“You take a speed candy. You now have the Zoomies.”

Things my party remembered from older sessions that give me serotonin: The quest they were given to un-curse Vaxa’lian, and that the wizard who was hired to curse him lives on the distant continent of Minos Araan. Excess mana left behind by spells/rituals/etc. makes the air smell like sweet sugar (home-brew).

Thiori, after failing to break the bark of the Root: “Physical and magical damage don’t work - try emotional!”

After a mostly narrative fight to establish how far out of their league they are, the party is bloodied, beaten, and trapped underground with their woody opponent.

Pedro reaches the portal in the roof, but cannot penetrate it. August is hacking madly at the main root, unable to bring herself to do anything else. Thiori is frantically chugging all his mutagens, desperate to find one that might help. Asahi and Lex are desperately looking for a way out of the chamber, to no avail. Lex heard a familiar voice in her head that told her “Hang tight. You’ll be okay, but this is going to be unpleasant”. Sir Carl Jaeger is trying to protect the unconscious body of Bagelby, and Ena - bloodied and afraid - put her acorn in her mouth and sent what she thought would be a final message to her father (“Dad, I’m sorry.”).

A large root reared up above them before crashing back down, and the world went dark for the party….

…and then, they woke up lying in the cool grass, once more above ground, and - miraculously - alive.

Their mysterious salvation is none other than Senn Dugaal - a fact that no-one in the party was happy to learn.

Ena, aghast: “THIS bitch again?!”

Each with a level of exhaustion, the party is in no condition to fight, but luckily for them, a fight isn’t what Senn Dugaal wants.

Sebastian and the bandits (Senn Dugaal rescued the other four missing bandits, and I don’t think the party picked up on that) were watching all this from the sidelines, too scared/stunned by the appearance of an ancient boogeyman figure to do much.

Senn Dugaal dropped a little lore for the party regarding how his free will works despite being bound to a powerful and mysterious necromancer, and what he can and can’t talk about while under that thrall.

He called Bagelby a ‘baby thief’, and said he would be following his career.

He also asked a future favor of the party in return for saving their lives. Asahi asked if he wanted them to kill his boss. He didn’t respond.

Lex has a ‘leaking mana’ problem that Senn Dugaal can see, and he told her to ‘get that fixed’.

Asahi threw (quite forcefully, too - I’m still not sure it wasn’t just a failed attack) a glass figurine of a dragon at Senn Dugaal, who caught it without breaking it, and claimed it was a gift for

Senn Dugaal: “You should return to the witch. You’ll need her assistance, if you plan on tangling with any more Void Roots.”

Asahi: “The one we punched? I MEAN the one Ena punched? I MEAN-“

Senn Dugaal, who has a centuries-long beef with Velenna for a whole host of reasons unknown to history: *bursts out laughing*

He walked off into the forest, telling the party not to die before ‘things got interesting’.

August parted ways with the party with a heartfelt apology for dragging them into an unnecessarily dangerous situation that they had no business facing, especially in the face of her confidence-turned-arrogance.

Asahi, Thiori, and Bagelby all tried to convince her to stay, and when that failed, Thiori gave her a handful of healing cookies, and Bagelby told her that they’d be there if ever she needed them.

I…don’t know how to feel about this. I know this isn’t happening because of anything I’ve done, and I know the reasons it is are beyond my control, but I still feel….weird…about watching one of my players walk away.

Ena watched August leave with a detached sort of attitude - she’s seen a lot of people come and go through her life on soul-searching journeys, so August leaving on one of her own doesn’t phase her, and she doesn’t think it’s permanent.

Lex wished August the best of luck, and Sir Carl Jaeger gave her a good, firm Handshake of Friendship in parting.

August rolled a 30 to handshake back. Sir Carl is impressed.

Asahi gave a few hundred more gold to the remaining bandits before Ena pulled her away (she’s never been so broke).

There were a few trinkets found in the dungeon as well but I forgot to write them down so let’s hope my players didn’t.

The bandits gathered up their dead friend and left, still shell-shocked and crying, and the party headed back to town. August walked off into the setting sun, and we ended there for the night.

[xela-smutt]

Late Nights Like These

pairing: bakugo katsuki x f!reader

tw: cursing, masturbation m!receiving, marking bodies, pussy rubbing.

words: 2k

“Fucking useless pieces of shit” Bakugou murmured while walking like a maniac on his way to your dorm. It was such a shitty day for the blond, nothing went his way, not his training, not his grades, not those fools who kept on bugging him all day.

Was too hard for him to find pace in his room, after all those hours where he’d punch the walls and scream like a mad dog. So of course he would bust in Y/N’s room, what else could he have done to calm down?! You were his best friend, no, much more than that, both of you knew that, but you decided to just let things go their way and not rush.

He just needed his person in his arms, like any other night past these weeks. It was the only way Bakugou would be able to sleep. Little did he knew that he’d find you late in the night trying out your new set of lingerie you brought.

So when he opened the door wide open shouting about how he’s tired and wants to sleep, he was facing your curved body in small lace panties and bra that showed more of your breast than covering it, looking in the mirror. You weren’t surprised that he came again tonight, you just hoped for a better timing than this.

“What the fuck are you doing? Does that shit of fabric even cover something up?!” He looked somewhere else with his cute flushed face, trying to give u the smallest bit of privacy he could.

“I forgot i have a roommate lately, my bad.” You put on a big shirt that you wore as pajamas and threw yourself in your bed. “Is that all you’re gonna wear?” Bakugou placed himself beside you, admiring your body better. It was his first time he got to see your exposed skin, and the way your T-shirt hugged your small waist like that, made him forget about his awful day.

“Yes Katsuki. What’s up with you? What are you mad about tonight?” You laughed in his face and waited for his petty response as he would always give. But not tonight. He was taking his time staring at every inch of your skin, shamefully, as you couldn’t even see him staring.

“Hey pervert, i asked you a question.” you were getting kinda insecure about him watching you like that. Of course you liked the way his eyes were looking at the right places the first seconds, but now it’s been awhile since he didn’t even answer.

Bakugou climbed your small body and trapped you between his big hands, looking down on you with his usually smirk and piercing eyes “I should be calling you a pervert, princess…You were the one who was barely wearing anything just a few minutes ago.” Katsuky would keep coming closer and closer to your face with every word he said.

You already felt his warm breath on your skin, making you struggle beneath him. Yes, the two of you would give each other small kisses here and there, but this was the first time it was this intense. Were you finally doing it? Just the thought of your best friend railing you till you couldn’t walk made you so horny to the point it hurt.

“Katsu…” you look with half eyes opened at his red and tired ones, almost like you hoped he would get what you wanted. “What, pretty girl?” he kept talking just an inch apart from the skin of your neck, slowly brushing his nose against it. His voice was husky but smooth at the same time. Crazy what this guy could do to you.

You placed your arms on his abs that were covering in a black tank top, sending shivers to his spine every time you’d touch him with your small fingers. “Katsu i think- i..” you exhale tired, tired from both trying to find a way to tell him that you want him and tired from the way your pussy was in pain from how horny you got.

His red eyes didn’t lose yours for a second. He was patiently waiting for your order, for the first time in his life that he’d ever listen to someone. “Tell me.” Katsuki kept growing more and more hungry for you. “I want you Katsuki. I want you so bad right now to the point that it hurts.”

Bakugou eyes opened wide in shock, not because he didn’t know 100% what you wanted, but because you didn’t have the guts to be straightforward about it.

“Good. I’m glad it hurts princess…Cause it hurts me just as much as it hurts you” He immediately took your hand and placed on his pants, where you could feel his hard cock struggling there. As your hand was still on his boner, he started kissing your neck, slowly starting to bite it and leave track of his teeth.

You were getting hazy and bold, so you took out his cock from his pants and stroked his length. “Do you have any idea for how long i craved you? How long i wanted to dig my nails in your beautiful skin and mark all over it? I don’t think you do Y/N” Katsuki pulled up your T-shirt to the base of your neck, leaving you in panties in front of him and nothing else.

He took your boob in his mouth and started sucking it while he played with the other. While he was grabbing your body with his hands, his knee reached your clothed pussy and started moving it, giving you so much please just by doing the bare minimum.

You reached out for his face with your free hand and started kissing him like there wasn’t a new day. It’s not just him that wanted this, you were imagining this moment every night after the two of you grew closer and closer. Seeing him everyday in class didn’t help with you daydreaming about Katsuki fucking the shit out of you.

Bakugou felt how he was close to cum so he placed himself down on your bed, putting you on top of him. While his dick was laying on his abdomen right under you, you pushed your panties to the side, leaving only a small portion for him to use. Your arms started trembling on his shoulders but he was quick to notice, lucky.

“Don’t worry, I know it’s your first time. We said we’ll take it slow so there is no reason for us to do it now princess.” Gosh he was such a nice person to you that you almost bust out into tears when you head his words. You placed both your legs aside his tensed body and slowly rubbed your pussy along his size.

“You’re so fucking nice Katsuki.” You couldn’t even bring yourself to look into his eyes as you shamelessly moved like a bitch in heat over his body. Bakugou couldn’t help but smile like the teenage boy that was in love he was. “You know…You’re the only one experiencing this side of me Y/N.”

You smiled back at him, feeling your cheeks heating up even more. You started feeling your orgasm too, and it didn’t took long until Bakugou took control over your movements, like the control freak he was, but that only made it feel good, if that was even possible.

His nails were digging so hard in the flesh of your butt cheeks that you were sure he’d leave marks. Good, that’s what you wanted, being marked by him, and him being marked by you. You hugged his neck, pressing your boobs on his pectorals, almost crying by the sensation he made you feel.

“This feels so fuck-fucking good Katsu” you said sobbing into his neck, praising him as he should be praised. “Yeah…Will make sure to make you feel this good every night now.” Bakugou said while kissing the back of your neck.

“Do you hear me? Every fucking night. Or Day. I don’t even care Y/N. I’ll make sure to make you feel good.”

And shortly after, you both came undone.

a/n: well that’s a long ass fic.

[mintmatcha]

Keishin Ukai   -   Postive

tw: unplanned pregnancy, hurt comfort

Keishin raps his knuckles against the door twice. The way the sound cuts through the silence, bouncing off the linoleum, feels deafening. Even though you knew he was there- standing, waiting- it still surprises you and your hands fumble  the empty packaging you were trying to read. 

Remove from foil wrapper and hold-

Your eyes can’t focus through the tears enough to read more. The knocking grows louder and more insistent, like it’s possible you didn’t hear the first time. You try and decide what you say, but nothing comes out, so you just let the silence and anxiety overtake you again as you sit on the lid of the toilet seat.

 For a moment, you debate laying down in the empty tub, just staring up into the growing mold speckling across the ceiling that Keishin promised he would take care of.  Maybe you could close your eyes and go to sleep. Maybe you could even wake up after all of this was over or before all of this had begun.  Maybe you’d wake up in bed and none of this would be real anymore.

“Can I come in or not?” his voice knocks you back into reality, his hand falling heavy on the knob. You do your best to clear the snot and tears from your face with your sleeve. 

“I-” your voice is too tight to be normal. You clear your throat with a cough and a deep breath, “I’m fine.”

There’s a softer, yet bigger thud; Keishin dropping his head against the door. “That’s not what I asked.” 

It takes another heavy silence for you to relent. “Yeah, if you want.”

He pushes in calmly. The line across his forehead, from the way he furrows his brow, is deeper than usual. It makes him look older, look sadder. Keishin tries to hold a tight lipped smile when he looks at you, but his eyes immediately flicker to the last place you wanted him to look. As he looks at the pregnancy test on the sink’s edge, his smile falters. 

“What’s the result?” he doesn’t waste time. 

“The box says I have to wait 3 more minutes for accurate results.” you shake the box in the air and the papers inside rustle. It’s neon pink, a color that seems less cute as each minute passes. “You picked up the slowest one in the store, apparently.”

The blonde barks out a laugh, one too loud to be real. “My bad. I panicked.”

“I don’t blame you.” You really didn’t; neither of you were prepared for the realization this morning that your period was more than a little late. Three weeks, but you told him two. It just didn’t cross your mind; just something that slipped between the cracks of day to day life.

 He’s biting his thumbnail, nibbling down with his canines as he watches you with an unreadable expression. His leg is bouncing, the floppy heel of his slipper slapping against the floor. “I guess we’ll wait.”

He smells like clean laundry, even from across the room. The slipper bounces faster, like he’s trying to rush the clock. 

It feels like you two should be doing something. Maybe if it was a few years later, you’d be swallowing back excitement, instead of the bile climbing up your throat. But kids had never been mentioned outside of daydreams and ‘one day’s. Now it was real, the possibility staring you down from it’s perch on the sink.

“Kei, baby, your hands are shaking.” You don’t know why that’s what you want to focus on. “You can grab a cig if you want.”

“I’m not gonna leave you here to go smoke.” he sighs, pulling his thumb out of his mouth and shoving both hands into his pocket. “Shouldn’t we see the results together?”

“It’s fine- go ahead.”

“It’s not fine; what kind of dirtbag leaves his girlfriend to do this shit on her own?” he scoffs, leaning back against the wall. 

Your sock slips across the floor as you kick your leg out. “You can just smoke here then.”

“Are you fucking crazy?” he blinks rapidly, as if that would change what you said, “I’m not going to smoke in a closed room with you!” 

“Why not?”

“Because- because-” he gestures to the test, as if that means anything, then groans, “What if it’s positive?”

That’s the question that’s been sitting in the air, unsaid. What happens if that little plus shows up? There’s no plan. There’s no understanding what the next step is, no understanding of what Keishin is even thinking. He just watches you, eyes blank.  Like he’s waiting for you to make the first move. You stare back, hoping his face will betray him somehow, but he’s stronger than you.

Your mouth falls open and the panic hits you before you can speak. It makes you feel empty and numb, yet every inch of you buzzes with fear. Your register the sadness on his face, his strong brows raised and making that wrinkle deeper, before you realize you’re crying. He pushes off the wall and envelops you into a hug, gripping your shoulders too hard. 

“Hey, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you-”

“Wh-what if it’s positive?” you repeat back, swallowing back a sob. You’re limp in his grasp. “We didn’t plan for this.”

He presses a kiss into your cheek, his skin hot against your tears. “Shh, listen- listen, I know.” he kisses the corner your eyelid, “It’s okay.”

You wriggle, trying to escape his tightening hug. “It’s not okay!”

“I didn’t.... I didn’t plan on becoming a coach, you know.” he says, “I didn’t plan on taking over my parent’s store. I didn’t plan on loving you.”

You scoff and sniffle. “That’s mean.”

“No, that’s not what I meant- fuck.” he takes a deep breath before his voice dips low. He adjusts his grip to dip low and loose on your waist. “What I’m saying is- those are the best things in my life. And I didn’t plan on them. They all surprised me. Maybe... Maybe this’ll be another best thing.”

  You prop your chin on his shoulder. Tears still roll free, but you feel more grounded in his arms. “Am- Am I really one of the best things in your life?”

Keishin laughs. “Of course you are, dummy.” he says, “Don’t tell the team, but you’re the best thing.”

You open your mouth to respond, but the tinny clatter of your phone vibrating across the porcelain of the sink cuts you off. You both freeze, holding each other in shaking arms.

"That’s my timer.” you whisper, Keishin reaches over and picks up the stick with a confidence that surprises both of you. “What does it say?”

[bellarkeselection]

War Reunion

War Videocall part 2. Request from taytayschaufert on Wattpad. Y/n and Ella get an unbelievable visit from someone they thought was gone in the middle of the night.

"Mommy, mommy." Ella gently shakes me awake. Glancing to the clock on my table it's 1am. "Baby, what's wrong?" I yawned still not awake but alert enough to know something is wrong. She only wakes me in the night if something is really bad. "There's somebody at the front door. You said to never open the door for strangers. I can't see who it is." Tossing aside the covers I grabbed a 22 shotgun from underneath the bed whispering low enough she'll hear. "Stay right behind me understand." She nodded as we walked through the house until we reached the front door. Turning the handle with my freehand I aim the gun up into the darkness that is light with a small porch light. "Hands in the air intruder!"

The intruder raised their hands slowly turning around to face me, asking through a chuckle. "You wouldn't shoot your husband now would you?" My eyes stare into brown ones that nearly makes me drop the shotgun in my hands. Ella peaks her head around my back screaming out and jumping up into her father's arms. "Daddy!" He grunts a little at the sudden embrace adjusting her in his arms, a huge grin on his face that his daughter completely matches. Kayce stares at me with his daughter's face buried in the crook of his neck. "Kayce...I thought....you...died. I thought that....you." I stuttered when he sits our daughter down coming forward.

He leans the shotgun against the house so I don't make it go off accidentally when I released tears. We all hear stories and can only imagine what it feels like when a military vet returned home. But it's like nothing anyone can explain until you experince it right in front of you. "You're really here!" I fling my arms around his neck jumping up in his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist with his arms holding me up. "I thought you - I thought you died Kayce!" I sobbed tears into his shirt terrified if I let go he might disappear into thin air like I'm living in a nightmare. "Sssh Y/n, I'm here. I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere." He breathed into my hair releasing tears himself at finally being home with his girls.

Hours later he sits on Ella's bed tucking her to which she asked hugging her horse stuffed animal he got her close to her body. "Daddy, are you going back to fight the bad guys again?" I could hear the fear in her voice that remained from months ago when we both balwwd our eyes out thinking he was dead. He brushes hair from her forehead kissing it and turning off her nightlight. "No I'm not babygirl. My fighting days are gone. I'm here to stay, goodnight." Pressing my back against the wooden wall outside her room I failed to hold tears when he came out. "How do I not know I'm going crazy and this isn't a dream Kayce?"

He slowly stepped forward resting his hands on my cheeks resting his forehead whispering. "Just tell me what to do to prove it. Tell me anything and I'll do it " Staring into those delicate eyes of his I wrap my arms around his neck, our lips inches from touching after so long apart. "Make love to me." He picks me up by my legs when he breaks the gap finally kissing me. He carries me back to our room closing the door with his foot and laying me down on the bed never breaking the kiss. Finally I broke the kiss tossing my shirt across the room along with his own, tracing my fingers up to his face. "I love you Kayce. You 100% promise your not going anywhere?" He leans down gently kissing me as we climbed under the covers once the rest of our clothes were gone. "I love you Y/n. Yes I promise. From this day until my last. I'm staying to grow old with you." He vows pulling me into his chest kissing my forehead.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[pixla]

hi hon! i adore your writing and i have a request for tommy: so you know that scene in the caves when alice breaks her leg and cindy has to like put the bone back into place? could that be with tommy x gn! reader instead? and both of them have a really really cute moment where the reader confesses how they never felt alive until they met and started dating tommy? they both survive and flashforward with fluffy smut pls?

Special thanks to the j-st-patricks-day and all my friends who helped with the process of writing this fic <3

broken bones and beating hearts

Tommy slater x nb!reader

Warnings: swearing, graphic descriptions of murder, graphic descriptions of injury (eg. Broken bones and stabbings/cuts), Possessed!Cindy, alice dies, Arnie dies, vomiting, fluff, pet-names, knocking out teeth, sex, unprotected sex, this au doesn’t fit with any of the other films (feel free to tell me if there’s any others)

Word count: 3.2k

POVC= point of view change

Tommy gripped your wrists pulling you out through the narrow cavern as it collapsed only seconds later. “Fuck!” You tucked your legs close to your body, trying to shake the feeling of Cindy's grip around your ankles. “What the fuck is happening?” You looked up as Tommy still held you close, you both too scared to move from the previous near death experience.

Everything was normal. You had all just ran out into the woods, you and Alice teasing Cindy about some stupid witchcraft book she had found in nurse lane’s office. But then Cindy decided to slash Alice and Arnie’s guts open with a machete.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck!” You cried, bawling your hands into fists, wandering down what felt like endless hallways. You both soon realised that you had been going in a circle. It didn’t make any sense, it felt like another dimension or a mirror maze, where everything looked the same, maybe even was the same. “Y/N.” You turned your head to face tommy. “What?” He looked at you confused. “I didn’t say anything.”

You were going to shake it off as you just imagining it, but then you heard it again. “Y/N!” This time you knew it wasn’t Tommy, it was a woman. “Hello?!” You yelled out, hoping that someone had finally come to your rescue, but Tommy just continued to look at you like you were crazy.

You strayed from Tommy’s side following as the voice repeated your name. “Where are you going?” Tommy yelled after you as you wandered, not bothering to pay any attention to his questions.

You followed the voice, bending through the same corridors and hallways, not knowing where you’d end up. It was when you twisted round one corner you halted in your steps. It was a huge room, far larger than any of the ones you had previously found. But the greatest way it stood out was the mass in the centre of the room.

It was dark and fleshy, like clumps of meat thrown into a pile. You gasped as you stood closer gaining a better look at the thing. It was alive. It rose up and down almost like it was breathing and it thumped like a beating heart. With each whisper of your name you grew closer, drawn to it. You reached your hand out transfixed, but when your hand melted into its flesh, you froze.

It all flashed through your brain so fast. Cyrus Miller, ruby lane, billy baker…Cindy Berman. It was every single one of those shadyside phycos, even Cindy. It was all of the pain, all of the suffering and all of the evil. You lifted your hand, a thick slime dragging with. You backed up slowly, expecting to hit a wall. You were soon proved wrong when you felt your body fly backwards.

You cried out as you landed with a thud, Tommy finally catching up to you, peering over to find you clutching your leg in pain. “Shit, are you okay?!”

He had jumped down helping to lift you from the pit. You sobbed, tears running down your cheeks like a broken faucet, your hands clutching at His shirt. Tommy held you running his finger gently through your hair, shushing you softly as you buried yourself into his warmth.

Tommy gently slipped from your hold, leaning down to examine the damage. It was bad. So bad, you could practically see the bone protruding from the skin. You felt your gut wrench at the sight causing you to lean over beside you, regurgitating your dinner onto the cold cave floor. “Don’t look, okay? Just look at me.” Tommy leant over wiping your mouth with his jacket. You nodded slowly, trying your best to keep your eyes locked with Tommy’s despite how hard your morbid curiosity urged you to look down. Ripping his plaid jacket into strips he looked up at you. “We’re gonna get out of here. You’re gonna get out of here. No matter what I do, I’m gonna make sure I protect you, just like I always have.”

“I love you so much Tommy. I’ve never and never will love someone the way I do you.” You lean into him pressing your foreheads together. “I can’t lose you, okay?” He nods sympathetically, pressing a light kiss to the slope of your nose.

“Do you remember those dates we’d go on, out to the forest at night, and we’d just lay there, staring up through the cracks in the trees?” You nod. “I want you to think about that, okay? I want you to think about how many more we’ll go on once we get out of here.”

You hold a tight grip on his arm as he wipes away at the area. “I’m gonna have to put it back into place now.”

You pleaded with him, as the tears started again. “Please, no. Please just leave me here. Just go and find help okay? I can’t do it Tommy, I can’t do it”

“Hey, hey, hey. C’mon, look at me.” He places his hand on your cheek, tilting your head to look him in the eye. “You're gonna be fine, okay? You just gotta focus right now.” You nod timidly, the tears starting to slow.

He holds the bottom of your calf with one hand and your heel with the other. “Just count to three and I’m gonna do it, okay baby?” He looks up at you, his soft words lulling your anxiety. You bite your knuckle nervously, unsure as to how you should answer, but the look of trust in his eyes persuades you easily. “Okay.”

You breathe in. “One, two-” You let out a blood curdling scream as a large crack rung out, bouncing against the walls of the cave. Your fist gripped Tommy’s forearm tightly as you cried out a series of various curses. “You fucking asshole.” You whine out in pain, letting out an airy laugh trying to brighten your rather dull circumstances.

“You're okay baby.” You wince as he wraps the piece of fabric he had ripped from his jacket around your leg, tying it tight enough to hold you together for the moment. You grabbed Tommy’s shoulder as he wrapped his arm around your waist lifting you from the ground. You hiss as you feel your leg throb from the sudden movement. “Do you think you’re able to stand?” Tommy watches as you wobble trying to stay grounded. You nod. “Yeah.” You had no choice and you both knew it, if you wanted to live, you’d have to.

You both started your journey, finally entering a new environment as you trudged deeper into the earth of Shadyside. Why did these tunnels even exist? The intricate details of the maze made it easy to come to the conclusion that they were man made, but by who? Not once had you ever heard of these tunnels, and by the looks of it, nobody else had either, despite nurse Lane of course.

“Be careful.” Tommy tightened his grip around you. “You might slip.”

“Okay.” You mumble, too exhausted to form a real answer. You looked around at the walls, floor and ceiling. The further the two of you walked, the denser this moss became. You felt a wave of familiarity but you couldn’t quite place it. Red moss…red moss! It hit you, Cindy! Her red stained shirt, she said it was from the moss in the outhouses. “Tommy! It’s the fucking outhouses! We fucking made it!” You would probably be jumping up and down with joy right now if it wasn’t for your broken leg.

You look up, spotting the out house toilet openings. Wow, real nice, you’re both sitting in Sunnyvale shit and piss right now. “Yeah, but how are we supposed to get out?” Tommy sighs looking up at the roughly 15 foot climb. “You can’t climb that.”

You look at him. “Yeah, but you might.”

“No. I’m sorry but no, I’m not leaving you down here, especially when there’s Cindy running around up there trying to kill us. C’mon let’s go, if we’re at the outhouses, we must be near to camp.” He directs you along but before you can both carry on your interrupted. “Did you hear that?!”

“No I-“

“Shush.” You both stayed quiet listening as to what caught your attention. It’s screaming. Someone is screaming from the outhouses. “Hey! Help! Please, we’re stuck down here!” You yell trying to get the attention of the voices.

The space grows quiet as the screaming halts, the both of you waiting nervously for any indication of life when a head pops out from one of the seat holes. “What the fuck are you guys doing in the toilets?!”

It was ziggy, Cindy's sister. “Ziggy..” you wonder if it’s right to tell her what’s happened to her sister but you decide against it, not wanting to put the girl in such an emotionally vulnerable state whilst she’s already physically. “Gary’s up here too!” She yells down as Gary’s head pops out another toilet hole. “Hey!” He yells, surprisingly light heartedly considering there’s a murderer running around camp butchering little kids with a fucking machete. “Can you get us out of this fucking toilet or not?!”

Gary had managed to make some sort of bucket contraption with some rope. “It’s just like You’re Gothel climbing up Rapunzel's hair, okay?!” He yelled down, lowering it down to you.

You're about to slip onto the contraption when you hear Ziggy's unfortunately very familiar screams, and before you know it Gary’s decapitated body lies beside you on the floor. You and Tommy let out an in sync gasp, him pulling you away into his chest, as to protect you from the image. “We’re gonna have to find another way out.”

You think to yourself. Alice…she had shown you something whilst you were robbing nurse lanes office with Arnie. “I know how.” You pull out the book that started this whole thing.

“Baby, I don’t get how that book is gonna help us, let’s be honest it’s some random witches and wizards bullshit written how many hundreds of years ago?”

“No, tommy.” You turn the book to him parting the pages. “It’s a map.” You rest the book on the floor, the two of you leaning over it. “It's a map of camp, you see over here, these x’s are the graves we found. And over here, that’s where we entered.” You point your finger on the page. “Here, there’s another exit. Mess hall.”

His eyes lighten. “Jesus, fuck! You’re so smart!” He pulls you in for a kiss.

—-

You sat, your back arched over as you watched Tommy laid on his back kicking open the vent that led to the mess hall when another scream rang out. You instantly knew that it was ziggy, far too acquainted with the tone of her screams.

“Tommy!” With one final kick the vent flew open, Tommy hauling himself through in a split second. “Don’t move, stay here! I’m gonna go help Ziggy.”

Tommy always cared so much for the kids at camp, you honestly weren’t surprised that he was willing to risk his life for one of them.

—povc—

Tommy barged through the doors of the mess hall, an all too familiar song ringing through the speakers, the noise made his head thump as it blared.

Tommy followed the screams, grabbing a mallet that lied on a nearby counter. Cindy stood beating at a supply closet door as ziggy screamed from within. Tommy pulled cindy's shoulder for her to face him as he swung the mallet into her jaw. Cindy tumbled to the ground as she spat a mouthful of blood and teeth onto the floor. Tommy hesitated holding the mallet in his hand, ready to strike Cindy. But before he could come to any decision Cindy grabbed her machete from the ground slicing at Tommy’s thigh.

Tommy dropped to the floor, his mallet sliding across the freshly mopped floor tiles, Cindy rising to her feet, towering over Tommy. Overpowered, he crawled backwards digging the heels of his hands into the cold tile floor. He was braced for impact when Cindy stopped turning around.

—povc—

You lunged at her digging the knife you found into her back, pulling it out as she turned to face you, plunging it into her chest over and over until she hit the floor unresponsive. You fell. You had finally reached your limit. Your leg was broken for fucks sake and you just murdered Cindy. Pure-hearted, hard working Cindy Berman. You plunged your knife deep into her chest until you split it down the middle. You dragged your body over to Tommy’s wrapping your arms around him, wetting his shirt as you became inconsolable. He held his hand at the back of your neck placing soft kisses onto the top of your head. “It’s okay baby, it’s okay. She’s dead now, we’re gonna be okay.”

You heard as ziggy opened the closet door, dropping to her knees at the sight of her sister dead on the floor. The red headed girl pulled her sister's body over to face her, wrapping her arms around Cindy crying into her cold lifeless body. You crawled over to the girl pulling her away from her sister's touch into yours. “I’m sorry.” You whispered.

The three of you struggled as you heard the last bell ring signalling that the bus would be leaving. Ziggy yelled out as the bus doors began to close. The wheels began to roll forwards but before it could depart a boy budged the doors open, calling out to her. “Ziggy!” You released your grip from the girl's side as she ran to him, embracing him. You rested your head on Tommy’s shoulder at the sight of the two. “I hope she’ll be okay.”

The two of you had found a place on the bus as Ziggy sat with you fellow councillor Nick goode. Finally being able to breathe, you rest your head on Tommy’s shoulder. “I’m so glad you're okay.” You look up at him smiling at his words. “Maybe you're the one who really needs protecting, without me you’d be dead meat.” You press your lips together, smiling softly into the kiss. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if I had lost you.”

Your eyes wandered to the window watching as the camp nightwing sign slowly floated away out of sight. Finally it was over.

———

After the accident medics treated and hospitalised many of the camp nightwing campers and counselors such as you and Tommy. Your leg was thankfully saved. They said if not for Tommy it probably would have had to be amputated due to infection.

It was two months since that night, you still had to use crutches but besides that, you made a speedy recovery alongside tommy. Although he was in a much less critical condition than you and was discharged within a few days, he still spent every night in the hospital with you.

You laid beside Tommy his leg slotted between yours as the velvet underground played softly in the background. You run your fingers through his hair slowly as he whines quietly into your chest. It finally felt like the first time since that day that you both could finally relax.

You pulled away from his touch leaning over him, kissing his lips softly. “You look so pretty.” You hum. He smiles into the kiss. “Not as much as you, baby.”

You lifted yourself straddling Tommy’s hips, deepening the kiss as your hands ran down playing with the hem of his shirt, travelling underneath. He pulls away, his hand rubbing your thigh. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

“I’m okay.” You reassure him, pressing soft kisses along his collarbone. You removed your shirt as Tommy’s hands floated up to your waist.

“God, you're so beautiful.” He mumbles, kissing up your chest slowly as you take off your pyjama shorts, throwing them to the floor.

You lean down unbuttoning Tommy’s jeans, taking him in your hand. Tommy twitches at the contact as you align himself to you. You lower yourself onto him slowly as his hands hold a firm grip on your lower back. Tommy lays his head back, his hips thrusting up into you.

You shiver as you lift yourself up and down, your thighs shaking from the stimulation. His thrusts hardened, your soft whimpers of his name encouraging him. “You look so fucking good right now.” He gripped your waist helping you keep a steady pace.

You steadied yourself, leaning your arms out pressing your hands against his chest as you felt yourself near your climax. “Shit, Tommy I’m gonna come.” You whined under your breath.

“Don’t worry baby, me too.” He runs his hands down your back lovingly.

You threw your head back as you felt Tommy’s hand wander down edging you on further, your breath quivering at the touch. You felt his hips buckle beneath you as he reached his peak, yours following soon after.

You sighed your body collapsing onto his chest. “I love yours so much.” You mumble into his skin as he presses a soft kiss against your forehead.

—-

It was the 16th anniversary since that day at nightwing, the two of you still happily together. Despite the permanent scar that night had left on the both of you mentally and physically, you both managed to stay strong, the event probably making the two of you even closer than you already were before.

Every year instead of hiding from the memories of that night, you both embrace it. Tommy’s favourite way to do this was to ‘reenact your youths’ in his words by driving the two of you out to the forest, where you would’ve spent so many nights together when you were younger.

You would open the sunroof and lay out the seats creating a little bed for the two of you. Probably not the safest thing the two of you could do, but most definitely the sweetest.

The two of you laid there staring up at the trees, resting your head on Tommy’s chest, your arm draped across his abdomen. Looking up at him you pressed a small kiss to the slope of his nose, pressing your heads together. The moonlight glazed over his cheeks, giving him a paler look. “You look so beautiful.”

—-

The car ride home was quiet but the atmosphere felt soft and comforting as Tommy rested his hand on your inner thigh. The velvet underground played softly on the radio as your eyes gazed out at the passing scenery.

[dxrkdreamer]

Fall- Eren x Reader

Pairing: Eren x Reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 980 words

In which you two love each other but must leave each other.

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You were not sure how the two of you got here. Standing atop wall Maria, one side your home and the other side a chilling mystery. Was a chilling mystery. Now it was home as well, the other side of the sea was a mystery. But this brought you back to your past and you weren’t sure if your eyes were watering from nostalgia or from the absolute fate that was about to tumble from your best friend and partner’s lips.

He had grown, the height difference was ever obvious as he towered a good half foot taller than you. His boyish charm was replaced with something deeper and more unknown and more sinister.

“(Y/N)” he drawed out your name, not apathetically, but as if he was tasting something for the last time and wanting to savour it. But not sad either.

“Eren” you look at him, but not at him. You look behind him, beside him, at his clothes, shoulders, lips but not his eyes. The emeralds you fell in love with would make this all too real.

He sighed, he knew you knew too. What this was about. And it would be selfish of you to cage him any longer, you knew what you were getting into with someone as stubborn and free as him but you never really thought it would come as far as this. It was fair, you both wanted something different, and if you two did want the same thing you would probably just get in his way.

“Remember when we were kids and we tried climbing the wall? We had rope that we stole from that man and tried tossing it over one of the bearings and climbing.” You were recalling the memory as you looked down. What you two once wanted so bad, you no longer wanted anymore. Everyone was leaving you, one by one. Eren was all you really had left, the only one you cherished. Your friends were nice but Eren was Eren. “And-and I didn’t really know what was going on, I-I kept falling and getting hurt but…”

His warm embrace hit you and you curled your fist around his jacket, holding it with all your might afraid of letting go. Your face buried in his chest as you breathed his scent “but I just wanted to follow you! Because you were my best friend then! And I always wanted to be at your side…”

“I know (Y/N) I know,” he said softly. He had never felt like this, when his mom was eaten, when Marco died, when he learned about Marley. This was different. He was choosing this, choosing to hurt his loved ones… starting with you. He kissed the top of your hair, tightening his arms around you, afraid that you’d break into pieces if he let go. His heart was beating like crazy, his tongue went dry. He had rehearsed this many times but in person it was much harder to say.

He wanted to bring peace with you by his side like always but this was too dangerous, and he could never forgive himself if something hurt even a hair on your head. This was for the best, he would die soon anyways, you’d be left alone in the end regardless.

He took note of your sobs quieting down until you were just breathing unevenly, gently pulling you away but still holding onto your arms as you looked up at him and he looked down at you. Is this really it ? The both of you wondered. Of course you would see each other again but not necessarily on the same side. And not necessarily together.

“The sky looks beautiful” You said looking up, it was peaceful. The night was turning into dawn, the sky was dark, the stars were fading as the sun started taking its presence. Rightfully outshining them. And the entire solar system followed it’s orbit. It was the brightest after all, just like your Eren.

“It does,” he agreed. “Like you” A smile cracked at your lips. And his heart warmed at the sight.

“You’re as silly as ever” you mumbled, reaching for his hair, untying the bun as his brown locks fell over his face. You combed your hand through it, feeling the soft locks while you hummed. You loved his hair.

It’s not fair you thought childishly, both of you loved each other dearly. You shouldn’t have to leave someone you love. But it wasn’t you two that were the problem, the situation was a strange one to be in. He was eons more powerful than you or anyone else, so he had a responsibility. To protect everyone. To protect you too.

Your hand dropped out of his hair and as you retracted it back, he grabbed your small hand in his large calloused one and pulled you closer until you were flush against him. He studied your face, memorizing every detail over and over again before pulling you in for a long kiss. It was desperate, he wanted you to know he loves you no matter what. And he wanted to say sorry for what was in the past and what was going to come in the future.

As he pulled away, you shook your head “I understand” you said quietly without him speaking. It was one of the things he loved about you, you always knew what he wanted to say without him saying it.

He drew a long breath before he stepped away from you, towards the ledge, his feet balancing on the edge. His hair flew everywhere as the morning wind hit him.

“Eren, I love you.” He titled forward and started his descent towards the ground, or towards madness. He wasn’t really sure anymore.

“As do I (Y/N)...” he closed his eyes and fell.

[ray-ray-writings]

Tightrope-Dream

This is a self indulgent Dream x gn!reader in the dreamsmp that I was going to post a while ago but got to insecure about it to post. But now that I haven’t posted in a few days and I don’t know when I’ll get to write again, I decided to say f*** it and post it. So I hope you enjoy hahaha. 

Based off of this song. Song lyrics are in bold. 

Masterlist here

Y/N and Dream have been together for what feels like forever. But when Dream says that he cares about nothing anymore, Y/N takes a moment to evaluate the tightrope walk they call their relationship. 

Y/N’s POV

“I don’t give a fuck, okay?” I heard Dream spit from behind an obsidian wall. “I do not give a fuck about Spirit. I don’t give a fuck about anything actually! All I care about is your discs. I care MORE about your discs than you do. That’s the only thing I care about on the server...” His words hit me like a brick. Dream didn’t care about anything. That means he doesn’t care about me… That can’t be true, right? We’ve been together since the beginning… Before the beginning! I was by his side when we made this server. I fought beside him in every single war, no matter how in the wrong I thought he was… When I would tell him what I thought he would simply brush me off. We used to make every decision together but lately it seems that I was just another obstacle in his way. Or maybe just another pawn in his game. 

I came out of my daze to hear the end of Dream’s speech, maybe this part he’ll fix his wording… “Don’t try and threaten me. I don’t care. I have lost all care for anything on the server…” Well there goes that hope. I couldn’t help the sobs that fell from my mouth at his words. He doesn’t care for anything on the server… I’m on the server. George, Sapnap, Punz, Bad, all his friends were on the server. He doesn’t care about us. 

Suddenly it was very quiet, I knew they had heard me. I took this opportunity to step out from behind the wall I was hiding behind. All eyes softened at the sight of me, Dream’s eyes softening the most. “Y/N” he tried, taking a few steps forward but I held out a hand to stop him, “Don’t. You don’t care about anything on this server… Remember?” I hissed, marching away from him, not even turning around when he called my name once more. 

I was at a lost as to where to go. I couldn’t go home. Dream would be there soon enough. I couldn’t go to the community house, too many memories. I knew he would find me at a friend’s house. Besides I needed to be alone. I needed to be somewhere where I could look down and think about everything. Then it hit me and I couldn’t stop the laugh that made it past the tears. “The reverse coaster.” 

When Tommy first built this contraption, everyone, myself included, called him crazy. Who would want to climb all the way up to the top of a track just to go down it again. Now I couldn’t help but be thankful that he had made this. The journey to the top took fifteen minutes, but it was worth it. I could see everything from here. It was beautiful. Walking the thin line while looking at the ground really made me think of a tightrope… A perfect analogy for my relationship with Dream right now. Dream…

Some people long for a life, simple and planned

Tied with a ribbon

Some people won't sail the sea 'cause they're safer on land, to follow what's written

But I'd follow you to the great unknown

Off to a world we call our own

I was with Dream when he began the server. He had gotten tired living under someone else’s rule and wanted a place we could call our own. He convinced me… although it didn’t take much convincing, I would follow him anywhere. So one night we packed up what little we could carry and we left. We left into the unknown, not knowing where we were going. But we knew everything would be alright as long as we had each other.

Hand in my hand and we promised to never let go

We're walking a tightrope 

High in the sky. We can see the whole world down below.

We're walking a tightrope 

Never sure, never know how far we could fall

But it's all an adventure that comes with a breathtaking view

Walking a tightrope, with you

Through everything. I had always been Dream and I. For the longest time, you would never find one without the other. Our hands always seemed to interlocked. I guess it wasn’t until the first L’Manberg war when things started pulling us apart. We would stand on the obsidian walls that Dream and Sapnap had built around L’Manberg, just observing. Dream would constantly be making battle plans in his head and I was just there for moral support, I guess. We spent countless hours just watching the ‘hot dog stand’ waiting for someone to come out and make a move. 

There were some nights where the scene was almost breathtaking. The walls were pretty high up, we could see a lot of the server. Everything was lit up beautifully. Building shined brightly and everything was warm and welcoming. It was perfect. I would try and get Dream to dance with me. The first few times he would agree and we would slow dance around the walls. But as battle drew nearer and nearer, we danced less and less until it stopped all together. 

Mountains and valleys, and all that will come in between. Desert and ocean.

You pulled me in and together we're lost in a dream. Always in motion.

So I risk it all just to be with you

And I risk it all for this life we choose

Dream and I had fights. What couple didn’t? Dream would do something stupid and I would grill him about it but we always made up. We never went to bed angry. I never would let him leave home on adventure without a hug and a kiss goodbye. No matter how far he would travel, I always knew he would come home to me and that we loved each other. Being with Dream was…  well a dream. We loved each other endlessly. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for him and I knew the feeling was mutual. 

I would risk everything to be with him. Leaving the safety of one server to begin another? No problem. Fight in a war where he was on the ‘bad side’? Anything for my baby. I would give my life if it meant Dream lived. I used to know the feeling was mutual… 

Hand in my hand and you promised to never let go

We're walking a tightrope

High in the sky. We can see the whole world down below

We're walking a tightrope

Never sure, will you catch me if I should fall?

I never had to worry. I knew that Dream was right there beside me. Always one step ahead. Filling in cracks and gaps in Prime Path so I wouldn’t trip and fall. Checking in on my mental health so I wouldn’t fall into a panic attack or into a depression. I always knew he would catch me, physically, mentally, and emotionally. I could trust him to be there for me. Now I’m not so sure. 

Well, it's all an adventure

That comes with a breathtaking view

Walking a tightrope

With you

Loving Dream. Being with Dream. Giving everything to Dream was and always has been an adventure. Many times it took me to new heights. Let me see things I had never seen before, leaving me breathless. I was balancing on a tightrope and he was right behind me, making sure I was okay, that I was safe. He would make sure I knew how much he cared for me. How much he loved me. 

These thoughts just swirled in my head. I sat down, my legs dangling over the cobblestone as I stared at the ground. What do I do from here? Dream says he doesn’t care about me anymore. For as long as I could remember, my whole life had revolved around Dream. Doing whatever he needed, being who he needed me to be. Given, he did the same thing for me. Where do I go from here? 

“Y/N!” A voice shouted from below, breaking me from my concentration. My eyes scanned the ground to find that familiar green hoodie. “What are you doing up there?” I rolled my eyes in annoyance, “Why do you care?” I shouted back. There was a moment of silence before he responded, “Come down! I want to talk,” Dream called. I watched as he placed a water bucket and motioned for me to jump down. I hesitated for a moment… Did I trust him? There’s only one way to find out. 

I took a deep breath before allowing myself to fall from the top of the reverse coaster. I couldn’t help but let out a giggle as the water cradled me securing me a safe landing. I quickly realized why I had jumped down in the first place and stood up to face Dream, looking down at the ground. “I’m here… What do you want?” I questioned harshly. “I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to apologize and explain myself,” He answered, trying to get me to look at him. I refused and remained silent, motioning for him to go on. 

“I didn’t mean what I said. Of course I didn’t. I care about you so much Y/N. Tommy just gets me so worked up sometimes and I just speak without thinking. I love you and care for you. You know that!” Dream exclaimed, reaching out to try and grab my hands. I quickly pulled them away and snapped my eyes to his, “Do I?” I barked, causing Dream to flinch at my tone. “Do I know that you love me? That you care for me? Do I? Because lately it sure as hell doesn’t feel like it,” I snapped, all my feelings radiating off of me. “We used to do everything together. Make every decision together. We would walk the tightrope together, but lately it just feels like you’ve let me hung out to dry.” 

Dream gaped at me, “I didn’t know you felt this way,” He murmured, moving toward me once more. And once again, I moved and scoffed, “That’s because you’ve been too caught up in your big scheme Dream. You’ve been using me as another pawn.” Dream began to protest but I held up a finger to cut him off, “Don’t even try to deny it. You come to me and ask me for something and once I do it, you toss me aside, only coming back when you need something. And I’m sick of it, Dream.” 

Dream was silent as he thought about everything. “You’re right,” He spoke after a few moments of silence. “You are absolutely right. I’ve been horrible to you. I’ve been horrible to everyone… I’m so sorry.” Tears began to leak from Dream’s face as he spoke. “Please, give me another chance. I promise, I’ll do better. I’ll be better. I’ll be the man that you want, the one you need. Please.” He begged, reaching out to grab my hands. This time I let him grab a hold of them and hang on.

 “It’s going to take some time. The damage you’ve done it too great to fix with a simple apology. You’re going to have to work hard to prove to me that you’ve changed,” I explained, looking deep into Dream’s beautiful green eyes. He nodded quickly, “I will. As long as it takes.” Dream leaned forward and wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug. “I love you so much Y/N” He murmured into my ear. “I love you too Dream. Always have, always will.”

Hope you enjoyed. If so be sure to leave a like, maybe even a reply or a reblog. Like I said I’m pretty insecure about this piece so I would love to know what you think. 

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Sureynot is back at it again with some fun requests 😂🤩🥰 Please enjoy!

The Pillarmen with an s/o who's an adrenaline junkie...

(Under the cut for length...)

Kars:

• Kars seriously disapproves of this hobby of yours.

• Mostly because when he met you he was under the impression that you were smarter than to even attempt half of the things you do for "fun".

• Once he found out that your idea of a good time was riding a bike down a rocky mountain at full speed or dangling from the edge of a cliff from a rope like a spider, he was sure you were crazy.

• Perhaps Humans really have regressed after all...

• Just because he could vault himself off a cliff without a care in the world or thought of bodily harm doesn't mean that you, a fragile little Human, should as well.

• If you insist that you're fine because of all the precautions you take when going out to do something risky, it does little to ease him.

• Initially, he tries to forbid you from going out and doing such dangerous things but you offered for him to come along anytime and supervise; which he ended up accepting.

• He'll admit that he feels a little better when he's at least with you just in case anything happens.

• "Isn't this great?" You laugh, peering back to glance at your mate (whom you were strapped to) as you dangled from the base of the cliff by your abs. "Just look at that view!"

• Kars couldn't be bothered to even try to enjoy the sunset scene far, far below when he was laying parallel in the air like this.

• If you wanted to watch the sunset, why not just stand upright ON the cliff?

• "When do we get to the fun part?" He sighed, his underlying bitterness only making you laugh. "This IS the fun part!"

• Should you happen to hurt yourself on any of your solo excursions you can at least always count on him to patch you up when you get Home.

• Showing up with a few scrapes and bruises here and there doesn't bother him very much but if you ever end up breaking a bone, prepare for a scolding of a lifetime.

• He will not let you do anything even close to risky until you are fully healed and from that moment on he makes it clear that he's accompanying you on ALL of your trips and supervising the scene.

• It's kind of funny, in a way he has fallen right into your trap; spending more quality time with you rather than staying cooped up in his office doing work all the time.

Esidisi:

• It takes Esidisi as a surprise when he finds out about your little hobbies.

• He never realized that doing such risky, heart palpatiating stunts was considered enjoyable to some Humans.

• His curiosity piqued, you'll find yourself dragging him along to one of your most favourite activities so he can watch and maybe try his hand at it.

• You've created a monster.

• An adrenaline pumped, 7ft tall, inhuman, older than dirt monster.

• He LOVES this sport. The sights, heights, the high-speed action, the spine tingling, the rushing going to his head; HE LOVES IT.

• It all puts a much hotter fire burning in his blood.

• Soon, he starts dragging YOU along to watch HIM do extremely risky activities and stunts.

• Like watching him bungee jump off the tallest building in the country while chugging 2 energy drinks at the same time as he records the whole thing for YouTube.

• Despite his newfound love for the most extreme of extreme, he's also content to just spend some time doing simpler risky activities like white-water rafting or rock climbing with you.

• If he ever gets injured (no matter how bad) it doesn't bother him in the slightest of course.

• However, if you get seriously hurt on the other hand, it sends all kinds of alarm bells off for him.

• He thinks that maybe he's to blame and that he's been a bad influence on you and your mortality.

• "IT'S MY FAULT!!! IT'S ALL MY FAULT!!!" Esidisi sobbed loud enough that his voice rang off the Hospital walls. Endless rivulets of hot tears left your shirt absolutely soaked where he clung to you like a limplet in the bed.

• You could only sigh, your gaze peering past the dense curls of the floof of his hair blocking your vision to your propped up leg and the clean white cast that had just been put on it.

• "Esidisi, this is NOT your fault." You told him, hands instinctively going to rub his back as the tears kept coming and coming. "I should've checked the tire on my bike before driving it down that hillside, it was just an accident. It's just a broken leg."

• (*bike crash* Fred voice: MY LEG!!!)

• Thankfully, his tears ebb when you tell him that he can sign your cast.

• He might even offer to take you across the world to sight see and do some more thrilling activities to make up for it when you're all healed if you're up for the adventure.

Wamuu:

• All of this started when Wamuu noticed that you had a bunch of strange gear in storage.

• When he asked you why you needed so many helmets and ropes and knee and elbow pads, you happily indulged him about your adrenaline seeking hobbies and how you liked to jump off cliffs.

• You definitely have some more explaining to do.

• Admittedly it takes Wamuu a good few minutes to wrap his head around it all.

• "So... you do all of these dangerous things... for a thrill?" He questioned, eyebrows knitted together. "To prove yourself?"

• As you nodded, grinning hugely, he realizes that he shares a similar trait by fighting worthy opponents in the arena.

• The most brutal, sweat inducing, heart pounding fights gave him great tenacity and you experienced the very same when climbing somewhere high or going fast.

• He wants to try this with you.

• Next thing he knows he's all geared up with a helmet and a harness and a rope, standing at the bottom of a HUGE Rockwall.

• "First one to the top wins," was all you said before starting to climb as fast as you could with the Warrior right behind you, a fierce gleam in his eye and a fang revealing grin.

• Though keeping mindful of your safety, he likes to challenge you and both of you find yourselves often pushing each other's limits.

• Who could climb the fastest? Row the fastest? Bike the fastest? Set up camp the fastest?

• If you happen to hurt yourself while playing your thrill little games together he's always prepared and will most definitely put a bandage on you when needed.

• Even Wamuu knows that the Hello Kitty ones heal the best.

• If you're ever unfortunate enough to do yourself enough damage to break something, that care shown for you doesn't change.

• In fact, he commends you for being so strong and will praise you even more when you talk about jumping right back into it when you're properly healed again.

• He won't let you go anywhere until that day comes though, no matter how up to the challenge you think you are.

• All in all, your determination and your fiery spirit is what makes him absolutely adore you afterall.

Santana:

• Like many things he faces, Santana is quite indifferent to heart-stopping stunts.

• It was no surprise really, he was an apex lifeform; there was nothing that could do him harm and he had faced many dangerous things in his life alone so there wasn't much that got his heart pounding.

• However his curiosity is piqued when he learns that you deliberately partook in risky activities just for the fun of it all.

• Be prepared for many questions as to what exactly you enjoyed doing and the benefit of doing it for you.

• If you should ask him to accompany you on an activity, he won't say no but he prefers to observe you rather than partake himself.

• He views every outing with you as a learning experience.

• He gets to learn all about the activity, its History and any gear you happen to bring along and then watch the ins and outs of it all first hand as you and maybe a few other Humans do it.

• He finds it interesting that Humans would take such risks when they are already the most fragile and flawed race in existence.

• He wasn't sure whether it was carelessness or maybe just plain not realizing your own mortality.

• If you happen to coax him into actually gearing up and doing an activity with you, don't expect any major reaction on his part when you get there.

• Whether it's skydiving, rock-climbing, white water rafting, poking a sleeping bear with a stick, you name it; you can't quite piece together what's going on in that head of his.

• He just looks almost bored the entirety of the time.

• "YEAHHHHH!!!" You squealed with glee, the air whistling in your ears as wind all around you whipped and whirled, plummeting straight from the sky.

• Santana was dead silent, arms folded and practically glaring at the ground where it sat miles upon miles away below you both.

• The only thing he was looking forward to after the parachute chord was pulled and his feet was on solid ground again was going to grab a bite to eat...

• However, while the activity doesn't, any injuries you happen to sustain from doing them spark a reaction in Santana.

• He doesn't like seeing you hurt, no matter how minor it is.

• That being said, the chances of you getting seriously hurt are very, very low with Santana always on watch while you're off having fun.

• If he has to, he'll throw himself under you and let his body go to rubber to give you a soft landing and prevent you from breaking something.

• All in all, he doesn't really mind your extreme hobbies. You alone give him a thrill by teaching him much new things.

[sparkbeast20]

You’re my Treasure (Mammon X MC) Pt10

The Blue Lotus petals (series)

As a fan of Beauty X Beast pairing, Showing your “true self” to Lover or (Monster Love) Tropes. I figure to make a (More Demonic Forms AU/head canon) story for each brothers. Heads up each brother’s Story is long as fuck. So, I’ll be posting them as parts and finishing one brother before moving on to the rest of them.

(spoiler for lesson 1-60)

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5 Pt6 Pt7 Pt8 Pt9

Warning: Swearing, Demonic nature.

Previously

With no other option he uses his wing to grab Mammon’s attention it works and use other talon to pinned down his wing freeing Lucifer’s arm. And quickly reach in grabbing the book out of his coat and start reading it then his eyes turning more demonic with each word and starting to feel his body shifting to his demonic form.

“Do you how long we have to keep walking for Satan?” Belphie is whining with walking they been doing, as he, Levi, Beel with unconscious Asmo being carried by Beel following Satan who is following the spell he cast onto Lucifer. Leading them deeper in the woods.

“This spell only helps me by making an invisible rope around Lucifer’s ankle not how long we have to walk.” Satan answers Belphie’s question.

Suddenly Beel start sniffing around as if he caught a scent of something, and start running towards it.

“BEEL!!” Levi screams to stop call Beel back causing the other two to look back.

“Beel come back!” Belphie and Levi chase after Beel, leaving Satan to facepalm and start following the spell without them.

“They got Beel with them, they’ll be fine and I should be fine. Right?”

“Beel don’t ran of like that you’ll get lost and you’re carrying Asmo~” Belphie cuts himself off when he saw what Beel tracking.

“Y/N!!!” Belphie runs towards and tackling you, causing you to drop the food you been gathering.

You blink the shock out of you “Belphie you’re here! You found us” your start to get teary eye and sobbing as you return the hug and tighten it to make sure that this isn’t a dream.

Levi and Beel rush over to you two, Levi immediately wraps his arms and tails around you squeezing into almost bone crushing embrace, while crying of a storm and sobbing. You try to say something but your being crushes by two of most powerful demons right now.

“Levi let go your crushing them!”

“And you aren’t!” the two-demons let go, for you to gasp for air, then Beel walks over. With a smile of happiness and relief. Since you saw that his hands were full, you gave a bear and nuzzle into chest.

“We’re so happy we found you”

“I miss you guys too” as you hug Beel, and you felt a hand pat your head making you to look up to see who it was. It was a tired Asmo with a sleepy smile at you.

“How did you guys find these woods?” you let go from the hug and asks around.

“We followed Mammon~”

“Shit!” you cut off Beel “You mean his already back! I need to go back to the cave. His going to flip if he can’t find me” you quickly grab the fruits from the ground and quickly head back to the cave with the demons following from behind.

“Is that Satan!” you see him at the mouth of the cave looking inside from the side. Ran beside him “Satan~” he quickly covers mouth and shushing you.

“If Mammon hears you, he wouldn’t stand a chance against Lucifer” you grab his hand and took it off from your mouth.

“What do you mean?” but he could answer you Mammon shrike inside and unfamiliar one mixes in with his. “Mammon!” mutter and quickly run inside, ignoring Satan’s call.

The others finally made it to the cave next to Satan.

“What’s happening?” Belphie asks and Satan click his tongue and turn to look at Belphie.

“Lucifer is in there, fighting Mammon”

“What!! And you’re just standing out here while Lucifer and Mammon are killing each other inside the cave”

“Well, I haven’t gone in yet all I know is that my spell broke 10 mins away from here, luckily I could hear Mammon’s shirking and I believe to be Lucifer’s so I just follow that sound then I end up here”

“We have to do something! Maybe~”

“Levi, those are two of the most powerful demons in there who are in their demonic form right now. If you want to get yourself killed, be my guest” but before Satan gesture to go in jokingly, Levi rushes inside. “Levi!?! I didn’t mean literary…... FUCK looks like we’re going in”

“You know…… that we can stay here and~”

“y/n is in there…” not even a second past, Belphie runs in, with Beel and Asmo who is being carried by him is far behind. Satan let a long sigh being to walk in the cave where trouble is bound to happen.

“You Son of…… do you have any idea how long we been looking for you and y/n~” Mammon shrikes at Lucifer who gets angrier by each pasting minute and slowly losing his calm and collected demeanor.

“I can do this all-night Mammon; you did this to yourself now chance back or ELSE!!” Lucifer is practically yelling at Mammon like he was still himself a month ago.

But all Mammon did was throw rocks and bones at Lucifer. Who even with a broken arm and his mind getting more feral by the hour is manage to dodge everything that Mammon is throwing at him? With a cocky smile like his enjoying this.

“What going on?” Levi is asking you, but you’re just standing with mouth and eyes widen open in disbelief to what you’re witnessing below you. You couldn’t answer him.

Belphie, Beel and Asmo got there and they are stunned by what’s happening. But once Satan got there, he’s was the how finally did something. Yelling and calling out the two brothers fighting down there.

“The FUCK!?! Are you two doing! You two can’t even stop arguing even you’re like THIS!!”

The two demonic being whip their head towards the mouth of the cave.

“SHUT YOUR MOUTH! SATAN” Lucifer yell while Mammon shrike aggressively and immaturely. But then he saw you standing there, all of the sudden his whole demeanor change into happy and excited, like a puppy seeing his owner back from work. With his tail wagging and eyes widened with joy.

He quickly run towards you, scaling the wall like it was nothing using his talons to climb. Once he got to you, he quickly grabs you pulling you away from his brothers. Keep you close to his chest with one winged arm and quickly scaled back down and dashes pass a confuse Lucifer heads toward the nest.

He jumps and flop on the nest on his back while hugging you tight. He nuzzles his forehead on face while mixture of cooing and purring in happy and joy comes off from him. “I sorry I left; I was getting some food…… we’re you worried that you did see once you got back?” he dramatically nodded with his eyes close. “Owww, I sorry I made you worried” you kiss the side of his face, causing him to purr like crazy and start playfully preening you. Making you giggle and laugh; you wrap your arms around his neck hugging him and he did the same thing with winged arms covering your entire body with only your head pop out and his tail slam up and down making noise with coins in the nest.

While you two were reuniting, the others flew down into the cavern, and walk toward Lucifer who is watching all of this unfolded.

“Why the hell happen to you, you look like you didn’t finish~”

“The spell!” Lucifer cuts off Satan with grouchy tone “when Mammon and I struggling, I grab the book out of my coat and start read the spell and my body start to change, but then Mammon knock the book off my hand causing the spell to stop and this happen” Lucifer show his taloned arm to his brothers slowly turning it to show how it changed.

Lucifer is still in his demon form more so, more demonic with his wings gotten bigger, both arms and legs are now black talons like an eagle with more humanoid with black feather sprouting out at where the talons ended. And one of his eyes turn demonic with the sclera ink black and the iris fairly glowing crimson red and a tail with seven peacock feathers at the tip of it.

“Well…… at least your still you Lucifer” Asmo finally got off from Beel’s back and cheerful comments at Lucifer’s predicament. “You still have some control and Hey! You still have your handsome face” he giggles, earning him a deadpan stare from not just Lucifer but also Satan and Belphie.

“Looks like their asleep” Beel points at the two of you sleeping in nest, with you laying on your stomach on top of Mammon with your head resting on crooks of his neck as he sleeping on his back with one winged arm blanketing your body.

“I think they have the right idea” Belphie comment letting out a yawn “we can deal with this tomorrow, we been at it for hours, we need to sleep.” For once all of them agree and nodded at Belphie who sleepy smiled.

All of them start setting up where they are to sleep. Levi and Asmo lay next to each other with their back facing towards each other near by the nest. Belphie found a pile of old fabrics and flop himself on top of it and immediately fall asleep, Beel lean back on the pile and start falling asleep.

Once all of his younger brothers are asleep all expect one, Lucifer walks over to the wall where the mouth of the cavern is, and lean back and slide down in exhaustion right next to Satan, who is still awake.

“Lucifer for once get some sleep” he let out a dry laugh at his brother blunt way of caring before dozing off to sleep, and Satan followed suit.

The sound of coins being step on quietly filled the cavern, as someone pick up the old book on the ground and return back to sleep.

[dungeonsandeddie]

Hi, hey! Hope you're having a good day ♥ Would it be okay if I can get a myself x Eddie fic but maybe kas vamp Eddie?

Name for stranger things universe will be Jonesy. 21 and 5'7 Hazel green eyes and blonde messy hair.

Her attire- She wears denim black vest with Anthrax shirt underneath paired with ripped stone washed pants and sporting a bandana scrunchy /you don't have to add all that if you don't want to/

Her personality- bit crazy. Humorous and nurturing. She's a smartass and can be a bit of an ass when stressed.

Thank u so much for this! ❤❤

Thank you for the submission!! I love a good vampire story :)) Hope you like it!!

It had been 2 months since the incident in the upside down. Since she lost Eddie.

Jonesy held Eddie, screaming and crying as her boyfriend died in her arms. She held onto him, refusing to let go of the love of her life. She refused to believe he was dead. He promised her he would be safe.

Steve had to drag her off of him. "We can't just leave him here!" Jonesy sobbed. She was too incoherent to understand what Steve was muttering to her as he forced her through the portal into Hawkins. Away from him.

She was now alone in her room. It was 2am and she still hadn't taken her Anthrax shirt off or her black vest. She managed to gather a few of Eddie's things before the trailer got destroyed.

She clinched the shirt as tears streamed down her face. She was curled up on her bed, thinking of the long haired metalhead she loved so dearly.

They had plans to get out of Hawkins after graduation. They had planned to leave this shit town together and to start a life. Away from the bullies who would call them freaks simply because they were different.

But that's what attracted them towards each other like a magnet. Jonesy was as wild as Eddie- she sported her favorite black vest everyday with a black band tshirt. She wasn't afraid to speak her mind and when Eddie tried testing her, she snapped right back with a smartass comment and that's what he absolutely loved about her.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard a tap on her window. Startled and scared, she snapped her head towards the window. Eddie was the only one who would come to her bedroom window late at night-but he's gone and he's not coming back. Has she finally gone crazy after all this time? Was she now hallucinating her dead boyfriend knocking on her window? Maybe this was all just a bad dream.

She heard the knocks again and grabbed the nearest weapon she could find- a switchblade Eddie had given her to simply protect herself.

She inched towards the window and dropped the knife onto the plush carpet beneath her feet. She recognized the curls from anywhere. Now she really was going crazy.

"Jonesy let me in please. Don't be scared baby." The man behind the window spoke, his head still looking down for whatever reason.

Jonesy was hesitant, but opened the glass and she stood back as he climbed in.

"Eddie?" She managed to choke out-throwing her arms around the boy as tears escaped her hazel eyes.

Eddies arms wrapped against her tightly and he as well, was sobbing.

"I thought you were gone..." Jonesy was hysterical at this point and she felt her knees buckle and she fell to the floor next to his feet.

Eddie knelt down beside her, once again throwing his arms around her to hold the fragile being. "I was gone. But now I'm back."

Jonesy lifted her head up to look into the doe eyes she longed for, but was met with blood red ones instead. Shocked, she flinched away and her back eventually hit the wall.

Eddie frowned at the sight- his sharp fangs sticking out onto his bottom lip. This was exactly what he was afraid of: her being terrified of what he has become.

"Don't be scared of me please. I have everything under control. I know what I have to do Jonesy. Everything is going to be okay." He spoke in a hushed but reassuring tone.

"what did they do to you? I watched you die in my arms you fucking ass hole! You promised me you wouldn't do anything stupid! You promised me we would graduate and we would move away from this shit town!" Jonesy cried angrily. She couldn't process her emotions right now and honestly, she was quite stressed and confused about how Eddie was in front of her right now. She inched her way towards him once again and her fists collided with his stone cold chest.

"I know. Im so sorry baby." He cooed, wrapping his arms around her and stroking her blonde hair-something he used to do to calm her down.

Jonesy melted into his arms. She didn't care what Eddie was, he was here again. And that's all that mattered to her. "Don't leave me again please."

Eddie pecked a kiss against her forehead. "I won't. Don't worry."