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ei ei ei im on vacation
#mascot#mascots#mascotverse#copa america#copa america mascot#world cup mascots#world cup#world cup mascot#olympics mascots#olympics#olympic#olympic games#olympic mascot#olympic mascots#euro cup#eurocup#eurocopa#euro#youth olympics#panamericans games#juegos panamericanos#panamericanos#pan american games#Expo#expo mascots#expo mascot#ei ei ei#Ei ei ei im on vacations
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Me after being almost 4 hours in a fuckass small bus
#wakfu#wakfu fanart#wakfu adamai#wakfu meme#artist on tumblr#ei ei ei#im on vacation#don't fuck with me
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YURI!!!! THE CROWD GOES WILDDD
#wander over yonder#save woy#commander peepers#woy wander#gijinka#starry eyed#wandering eye#i just noticed the second wanders legs look weird..#dhmu💔💔💔#prob wont be that active im gonna have a vacation tmr#now im tempted to draw triumph anf awesome having a vacation#okay im lying I’ll probably still be active IF i get mobile data#my art
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AU where Billy and Steve met when they were kids
#harringrove#before billy’s mom ran away#maybe steve’s parents brought him to cali for summer vacation#maybe they met at the beach#maybe just for that one weekend they had fun together#swimming eating ice cream finding seashells or billy teaching steve to surf#and when it’s over steve has to go back and they both cried because they didnt want to part ways#then fast forward years later when steve sees a familiar blond hair blue eyed boy with the same smile he knew years ago#im rambling but maybe he remembers or he forgets about billy#but billy remembers and thats why he keeps teasing steve#billy hargrove#steve harrington#billy x steve#billy hargrove x steve harrington#harringroveera#incorrect harringrove quotes#harringrove textpost#harringrove meme#harringrove edit#harringrove au#harringrove headcanon#harringrove + text posts#steve x billy#steve harrington x billy hargrove#harringrove memes#incorrect billy hargrove quotes#incorrect steve harrington
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e e ei
im on vacation every signle day cuz i lovemy occupation
#postal 1997#postal2#running with scissors#postal game#postal 1 dude#postal fanart#postal redux#postal 3#postal 4#charlie the steak#ei ei ei#im on vacation#every single day#cuz i love my occupation#panzerniko
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source <3
READ MY DNI FIRST BEFORE INTERACTING!
#stim#stimming#sensory#charlie the steak#red stim#white stim#blue stim#red#white#blue#cursed stim#squishy#stim toy#brainrot#meme#gifs#my gifs#gifset#gifsets#stimmy#kidcore#kinda#ei ei ei im on vacation
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#“Go ahead put anything” i cant THINK of anything to put#annoying orange#shitpost??????? idek if i made this as a joke or not#last night on family guy brian griffin died#what the fuck else do i tag this with#orange#passion fruit#pear#e e ei im on vacation every single day cause i love my occupation#im cold why did i eat an entire cup of ice right before the coldest part of the night
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i almost forgot to post this lmfao
#max design pro#mdp#oxaya#jimmy#oxaya mdp#jimmy mdp#oxayacreatedotnet#dingaling#anotherbrother#dingaling fnf#anotherbrother fnf#tw blood#e e ei im on vacation#every single day cause i love my occupation#mdp fanart#mdp fandom#fanart#fanart for u
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my neurons were so sleepy when i read this that my mind imagined smth like this
crazy
CHAT IS THIS REAL?
Ok, the funny thing is that i searched "Damien x Pip" and i saw EVERYTHING except Dip, at least i have a new shiip, advantages of being multishipper ig
i find Christopher x Pip kinda funny, like i cant imagine them dating but at the same time i can
#lol#pip pirrip#skibidi sigma#they look like so goofy likeeeeee skibidi rizz sigma likeeeeeeeeeeeee ei ei ei im on vacation every single day cuz i love my occupation#/j#pip pirrup#ze mole#reblog#imzzz's art
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Chronically Ill Hexagon asking for help
im desperate
on July 4th i returned home from a small family vacation and caught something on the plane that triggered a bad crohns disease flare. i went to the ER twice in excruciating pain and each time they sent me home telling me it was just a stomach bug
on July 17 i finally got my remicade infusion 2 weeks late, and on July 19 i had a gastroscopy. on July 24 i had a CT scan
i still havent heard about the results from either, and my specialist hasnt returned any of my calls asking for a letter so i can go on medical leave
my workplace similarly has NOT responded to my request for a Record of Employment, which keeps me from going on EI
i have not been able to work since July 4th and have had zero money coming in because i cant apply for EI without any of the paperwork ive been asking repeatedly for. after barely managing to pay rent, im solidly at -5 dollars
this entire ordeal has been awful. i feel like im being failed at every opportunity by medical professionals and my workplace and i dont know what to do. i can barely eat, drink, or walk without pain, and while im slowly recovering, i still dont know when i'll be able to return to work
so im asking here for help. for anything to help get me food i can actually keep down while i recover
#windchime song#chronic illness#crohns disease#crowdfunding#share your dollar#mutual aid#queer mutual aid#disabled mutual aid#actually disabled#cripplepunk#cripple punk#cpunk#crip punk#queer crowdfund#disabled crowdfund
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I’m begging you, please write something for us Lance girlies.
𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭-𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞? 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝! - 𝐥𝐬. 𝟏𝟖 | 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝟒𝟎𝟒: 𝐏𝐍𝐅 |
𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝟒𝟎𝟒: 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 - 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞
summary: it’s the most wonderful time of the year! you swear there’s love in the air. however, your friends, family, and fans think you need intensive therapy. content warning: vacation romance. girls trip. love at first sight. fluff. profanity. mentions of reader’s previously failed relationships. reader has a mom and sister. sibling dynamics (bullying). friendship. delusion. reader has a puppy. all photos are from pinterest. pairing: lance stroll x fem!black!reader
from serene: i wish peace, love, and happiness on everyone’s soul…and i hope my unexpected lance stroll smau series distracts you from the torment of the race weekend. LOL xxx < 3
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twitter • ynplays • december 11th
imessage • yn and friends
instagram • ynplays • dec12th • winter wonderland ⚑
liked by kyedae, taytagames, yourmom, and 13,244 others
ynplays: brr 🥶 if only their was a 6-foot, brown-eyed, strong man to keep me warm 😏🥺
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user1 so it starts 😣
➥ user2 please let this be a normal vacation!!!
➥ user3 with yn??? no way
yourmom i didn't raise you to act like this…
➥ yoursister mom idk where you went wrong with her
➥ ynplays she let me have unmonitored access to the internet
➥ user4 ah that makes sense 🙂↕️
➥ user5 that'll do it mhm
yourbestie please can we go inside the fucking resort my ass is freezing as im typing this
➥ yourfriend1 u just mad bc u slipped and busted your ass
➥ yourbestie would you be mad if i punched you so hard yo nose broke?
➥ user6 heyyYYY come getcho friends yn!!!
➥ user7 they about to crash out 😳😳😳
user8 lots of athletes like to go skiing and snowboarding during their winter breaks 👀
➥ yourfriend2 DO NOT give her any ideas, pls im begging you 🧎🏽♀️🧎🏽♀️🙏🏽🙏🏽
➥ user8 american football players, basketball players, racecar drivers, hockey players, tennis players...😏
➥ ynplays omg ao3 fic, meet-cute, 654k words, love at first sight, strangers to lovers, no angst, happy ending, hockey player x yourname romance irl???
➥ yourfriend2 i begged,,,
twitter • ynplays • december 12th
instagram • ynplays • dec13th • the slopes ⚑
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ynplays: sega’s first snow and my first day on the slopes 🥹🐶
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user9 is your puppy named after the video game franchise, SEGA?
➥ ynplays yes! sega made mortal kombat which is my fav fighting game, so i named her after the company :)
➥ ynplays also, you can't forget about sonic and persona (super monkey ball too!!!)
➥ user10 me n the boys go crazy on super monkey ball
yourbestie pretty girl < 3
➥ yoursister if i was a man...mhm 😈
➥ yourfriend1 why do u always say some weird shit
➥ user11 turning your family tree into a circle energy
user12 are you just skiing or are you going to snowboard too??
➥ ynplays i want to do both! starting with skiing bc it's a "ski" resort ig? but i can't wait to try a board :)
➥user13 sounds like a fun! hope you have a nice vacay < 3333
user14 YNNNN ⚠️⚠️ you should get some of those plush turtles that you put on your butt so it doesn't hurt as much when you fall ⚠️⚠️
➥ user15 yes omg like this comment so she can see ittttt
➥ user16 those cushions literally saved my ass when i went boarding last year fr
➥ ynplays should i get one? do they sell them anywhere near the resorts?
➥ user16 yes, they should!
igstory • ynplays uploaded!
[caption; well,,,i think i need skiing lessons. hope the man i ran into has less snow down his shirt than i do.]
user17: eating shit is a staple of learning to ski
user18: the man 😀🫨 ynplays: i think it was the same dude who opened the door for me !!! user18: babe that's fate atp i don't make the rules
yourfriend2: i think you're about to have your meet-disaster. look up, he's skiing our way ynplays: oGM WH$T TH3!?!!
twitter • ynplays • december 13th
igstory • ynplays uploaded!
[caption1; he said i was a total loss at skiing and taught me how to snowboard instead ;p] [caption2; is it love if he buys you $25 ski resort hot cocoa?]
user19: oh no you're down BAD
yourfriend1: idk if it’s love but it's a stupid purchase 👏🏽 i can tell you that much
yoursister: no the fuck it's not love 🤬
user20: $25 HOT COCOA?!! outrageous user20: you better marry that man ynplays: you understand me on an subatomic level
instagram • yourbestie • dec13th • the shredder ⚑
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yourbestie: we’re all way better at this snowboarding thing, even yn. thanks to her “brown eyed beau” 🤨 (her name not mine)
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user21: oh them drinks look thirst quenching 🤤🤤🤤
➥ user22: i wish free refills were implemented worldwide
user23: they would have to chain me up in my room if i were at this resort...i'd be foaming out the mouffff 😮💨🥴
➥ user24: bro what 🤣🤣🤣
➥ user25: think it's time you get castrated lil bro
➥ user26: watchlist type beat 🫵🏽🫵🏽🫵🏽
yourfriend1: i thought this was supposed to be a girls trip :(
➥ yourfriend2: it never is with yn unfortunately
➥ yourbestie: FRFR this turned into the girls....and l****
➥ ynplays: don't be fucking rude 😒
➥ ynplays: he payed for our drinks and taught me how to shred ☹️
user27: "l****" ???? alright agents let's find out who this mfer is
➥ user28: *brushes off my criminal justice degree*
➥ user29: i've compiled a list of five letter boy names that start with L on a google doc and male celebs who have posted any ski resort pics or those who implied they were going
➥ user30: i have a google doc of all the male athletes who have posted any skiing/snowboading/resort pics AND athletes who implied they were going somewhere cold for holiday
➥ user29: ,,,i like your style. let's merge our docs 🤝
➥ user31: post the link on twitter and let's fucking get to it
© httpsserene 2024
#f1 x reader#f1 smau#f1 x black!reader#lance stroll x reader#lance stroll x black!reader#lance stroll smau#lance stroll x y/n#f1 x y/n#lance stroll fluff#f1 fluff#f1 x female reader#serene’s chapters.#⋆⭒˚。⋆. series special: formula 1#♡ ༘*.゚ love interest: ls.
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He takes his whiskey neat
A/N: Look, I think i was possessed while writing this one /j. It was like 1 am and I was procrastination on college work, I dunno what happened but this is the ungodly spawn of my imagination mixed with sleep deprivation, caffeine and stress. Enjoy and don't question it too much
Contents: Ford Pines x reader, pinning (lots of pining), I pictured reader in their late 40s to early 50s so there is an age gap but nothing extreme. There's some plot in those holes. uhhh lots of tension and no payoff because im pretty sure I passed out before I got to that part.
Word count: 996
There’s this look on his eyes now that you can’t quite figure out.
Ever since Stanford Pines came back from the portal, ever since weirdmageddon and the end of that fateful summer, something about him fundamentally changed. There’s contempt, relief, sure, but there's more to it, something that he keeps deep in that rattling metal-protected brain of his.
And god forbid sometimes you just want to pick him apart entirely, figure out every detail, note it down, absorb it, maybe then his mere presence won’t entice you, mess you, so goddamn much.
It culminates, as all events are bound to do, right before that year’s summer vacation, you blame the heat.
Soos and Melody took a vacation for themselves, entrusting the shack back to Stan’s less than trustworthy hands, just like old times. Ford slips back into the basement so easily you almost follow him; your mind briefly longing for that nostalgia of being freshly out of college, when you and Ford were easily impressed by the oddness of the world.
You were a prodigy; a good ten years younger than him yet still doing your masters while he did his doctorate, and in the same area with similar themes! Back then, you two were just bright-eyed yet very tired academics… Then Gravity Falls presented itself on a silver platter, and Bill followed through.
You were there, on the day of the portal, or at least, almost there, going back for the thousandth time, expecting no answer to your knocks at the door as usual, only to be met with the fallout of something far worse than refusal.
And then he was back, less jittery, less paranoid and less sleep deprived than he was before at least. But there was that thing in his eyes, that inherent distrust, detachment…? You struggled to find the words and if there’s one thing that you as a scientist can’t deal with is a question that goes unresearched.
So it began; your “research” depended on experiment and to experiment, you firstly decided to get close to your unwilling subject. And you go down the rabbit hole.
You find him in the basement, of course. He’s drawing on loose sheets of paper, some of the discarded pieces lay on the floor, and the cd player by his side is playing just loud enough to muffle your footsteps as you approach him by his right side. “Updating the journal?” You ask, nonchalantly, as if you hadn't obsessively turned each page of his journals before, as if your own handwriting wasn’t squeezed in the first ones before his old muse took all the space left.
Ford just hums, raising his chin slightly, but not his eyes, just to acknowledge the question. “Not really, just trying to get some proportion practice. Looking back, some of my work on the first journal was… Not the best.”
A chuckle leaves your mouth; “If you say so…” You hum, picking up one of the filled out pages that were pushed aside in the table and pretending to look it over as he places his pen down and looks up at you.
“Any advice?” He asks, and once again you pretend to be paying attention to anything but him and his every movement.
“Not really… I think you’re good.” You place the paper back at the table, leaning against it. “Thought you’d be going through your abstract phase by now, honestly.” And you smirk down at him.
He leans back, crossing his arms; “I fear I’m too logical to have an abstract phase, even my craziest dreams have math and science behind them.” And you both laugh, and your curiosity itches more and more every millisecond.
The next words that leave your mouth were planned and inwardly rehearsed, but they come out natural as a summer breeze. “Every tortured artist has an abstract phase, get on with the times, sixer!” It comes out as a joke, it's a test. And suddenly you’re too nervous to stay there, staring at him and waiting for a rebuttal. You push yourself off the table and zipline to one of the bookshelves, reaching towards the back of it, you pull the ‘eureka whiskey’ and the two cups.
He just watches you for a second, then accepts the cup as you pour him one, then one for yourself.
And it’s truly the eureka whiskey, because goddamn you just found something in those eyes.
He takes a sip; “Yeah I guess those portal days would do for some good surrealist pieces at least.”
“I can’t even imagine.” You say.
He smirks, lips inches from his cup. “You can’t…” He takes a sip. “That’s the point of surrealist.” You want his brain under a microscope, you want his breath mixing with yours, you want to never see him again, you want to wake up near him every day.
The curse of science is that in the endeavor to figure out the world, the scientist often loses sight of themselves.
The witty remarks, the planned lines, the psychological strategies, all fly out of you head and you lean back against his desk. He’s leaned further back now and his chair is turned diagonally towards you and he watches with a smile and those eyes. “What did you see?” It’s almost a whisper, because you think he might actually tell you, and that scares you more than anything.
“Too much…” He swallows, sighs, takes a swing of whiskey and rests the empty cup on the desk. “It was very chaotic, honestly that’s all I want to say…” You sigh, pushing yourself up to sit at his desk, and his head tilts as he watches you.
“I’m glad you’re back.” You settle, even though it doesn’t even come near to all the things you want to express. He smiles, and his eyes travel down, landing on your hands, holding your barely touched whiskey glass. You follow his gaze, and chuckle. “I’m more of a whine person.”
“I know…”
#midnight writes#taking requests#ford pines#ford x reader#ford pines x reader#grunkle ford#swooning over stans#fanfic writing#gravity falls#mutual pining#title inspired hozier's song#you know which one#too sweet#the author regrets nothing#hozier reference#asks open
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professor!re4r leon fucking u.. i think (or at least wanting to fuck u)
cw content : leon size kink kennedy (jk) | sub-afab-fem-reader and dom!leon kennedy | age gap(ur 22 he's 27), leon masturbating, penetration, slightly weird ooc leon ♡
[to clarify, i am 18. anyone <18 and anyone >18 uncomfortable with interacting pls dni]
authors note bc i love rambling; btw i'm writing this in public at some boba cafe can u believe that lol im literally supposed to be studying but hwatever fuck it leon make me go blaahhhhhh. btw what do i call this? a fic?blurb?drabble? idklmfao by the way i have NO idea on how to write professor x reader shit so im sorrhy if this sucks ass.
synopsis : conflicted and flustered professor!leon kennedy of your local college struggles to improve his class' average because students like you—incompetent, airheaded, spoiled and klutzy— make it difficult for him :(
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you heard the rustling of laptop bags and stationery as leon's students left for that morning lecture. though, they moved slow and drowsy; for leon is sure nowadays this generation can't afford to wake up at 6:00 in the morning to prepare for a 7 a.m. lecture on "deviance and crime control."
especially you.
kennedy is a sharp man. he harps on students even if they get a B on any assignment, but he swears it's on his tough love (to which a lot of students aren't really aware of, just that they know this stoic pretty-face of a man has high standards.)
he is also keen on attendance. something girls like you seem to take lightly. it was absurd, really. most professors don't give a shit, do they?
it would've been fine with leon if you missed lectures even twice a week as long as you emphasized your understanding of his lessons through putting stellar effort on your schoolwork. but the best you've gotten on his class was a B- drawing close to a C+.
so, he needs to have a chat with you. urgently.
"l/n, i need to speak with you." leon spoke, confrontative as his black jeans peered from your right peripheral vision. he stood tall beside the edge of the table where you sat. jesus, was he trying to give you a heart attack? (he always had this habit, he'd just pop out of nowhere. he has silent feet.)
yes, you may have missed his lectures from monday to thursday to go to macedonia with your family: but if leon were given the opportunity for a vacation he would snag it too, right?
you looked up at the young professor, wide-eyed and a bit intimidated. what the hell did you do this time? you closed your laptop, gave leon your full attention. leon has also noticed this about you; you're quick to pay attention but you have the memory span of a dumb rabbit. maybe even the IQ of one too, if leon was rude enough.
so you sat there, hands on your lap as you fiddled with the pleats of your blue plaid skirt. the color makes his heart beat a little—he loves the color blue. and the way it looked on you... wait, no. what the hell was he thinking?
"you couldn't even spare the few minutes to e-mail me that you'd be missing four- four, of my classes in one week." he emphasized with a slate tone, and the way his eyes peered down at you added that he needed your reasoning of the situation. he'd love to hear what you had to say for yourself. "i had to talk to your friend, ashley, for some clarification. even the president's daughter has the dignity to show up to my class with a verbal apology." leon scolded as his fingertips met the pages of your notebook. did you even care about his classes? :(
much to your chagrin, your lips were pressed in sheepish silence. hopeless, even. you didn't even have anything to say for yourself? how pitiable.
you simply can't miss class, that wasn't right! just because you thought you could hide in the shadows amidst leon's collective of 73 students (yes he counts), you aren't out of his eyes. in fact, you stood out to him even if you were just an incompetent scholar.
he sighed at your silence. "fair enough, an apology can't compensate for your lack of presence or decorum." he then placed your paper on the desk, you had gotten a D. you were never a bad student but this was your first D ever! your eyes widened and he caught on even though he could only see the crown of your hair. "surprised? because i'm not." leon uttered flatly while his pale fingers flipped through the papers right in front of you. you even spotted a few contractions— when did you even pass this?!
but you weren't a bad girl to him, no. you were capable of shame and guilt. you looked sideways, unable to meet his eyes and training your vision to the floor. you felt low, disappointing a professor that gave you numerous chances to break out of your awkward shell.
"you're a smart girl, you know that?" he finally sighed softly. he wanted you to look at him, make him another promise that you'll start putting effort in his class. he needed to maintain his class's average or else he'd prove he was an inept professor, and he can't do that when he lets 'students like you' get away with shabby attendance and subpar schoolwork. "i don't just give students chances. but that doesn't make you special." and it was true—he's voluntarily failed 6 of his students before. "you'll do something about this, right?"
"yes, professor kennedy.." you muttered modestly.
"hmm?" he hummed inquisitively as he took your paper back. he was willing to give you a chance. "listen to me. i'll give you the chance to redo your paper. i know when students rush their work and if i see even a hint of redundancy in it—i will take all my chances back. and you are never taking absences from my class. i don't want you entering even a minute late, or leaving a second early. i hope we're clear, l/n."
naturally, you were scared. so you nodded up at him after countless confirmations that you will do you work and that you'll show up to class no matter what. he has to use your word against you, he's sorry but it's for your own good.
once he was satisfied, he gave you a nod and turned his side, dismissing you. after all, leon was a busy man. you're not his only student.
it was when you walked out the building and then 20 minutes away from it that you felt like crying. you hated being scolded by him :( but just when you were about to go through your bag for your handkerchief, you were stuck with an inconvenient realization. you forgot your handkerchief.
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leon just stared at the table where you sat from just now, backpack strap over his shoulders since he was just about to leave. he gripped onto either of them slowly as he stared down at your handkerchief in contemplation.
a twofold baby-blue hankie embedded with a subtle floral print. tentatively, he picks it up with his hand and examines it. for a minute his mind went blank, conflicting between chasing you and just returning it to you or to leave it by the lecture podium for her to retrieve tomorrow (when you hopefully attend his lesson again.)
..but blue was his favorite color.
"damn it." leon, with a barely audible mutter, shoved the handkerchief in his jacket pocket. he felt like the most guilty man in the world, poor boy.
...
leon sighed.
he wasn't celibate.
his hormones were in shambles once he got to his place. perhaps part of it was because he knew he hasn't graded the recent tests yet.
manspreading, tie loose, shirt stuffy and jeans undone while his hair wisped in slightly disheveled directions. cold breaths followed out his pretty mouth.
"nnn..fuck.. uhh-" leon whimpered into the baby blue cloth, laced with your perfume. he felt so guilty, so perverted. he shuddered every time he could see over the edges of the cloth, seeing his cream-leaking tip from previous orgasms spurt teasingly. "ahh- fuuuck, p-please-"
his grunts were high. he was close to crying, staining your pretty handkerchief with guilty-pleasure-ridden tears. spilled milk, it trailed down his pretty shaft as he pumped it over and over. his motive was you— you were just so fucking stupid and had so much naivete, it absolutely vexed him knowing how endearing you were.
until a slip of leon's mouth surprised him, earning a small squeak from him as he accidentally muffled your name in your cloth. "fuck, y/n- a-ahh.. u-uhh..hmfff.." he was frustrated; whining and cumming while his mind stirred with the thought of you and your pretty eyes and the photographic memory of your dumbstricken face.
he gave out a tired whine into the cloth, so, so close to crying his frustrations out. he just wanted to eat you. christ, and he was so hard for you it made his head ache..
he could only watch his girth that pulsed with white. he pried the sweet handkerchief off his lips, breathing roughly and wiping his tears. he felt so, so sorry for you. the color of the cloth looked exactly like the skirt you wore yesterday. and yet to top it off, he (ashamedly) wiped his cum off with your dainty cloth. oh, he's so sorry..
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he didn't want to come to this point. or maybe he did and god was force-feeding him with culpability (he's atheist). he offered once to tutor you personally. one-on-one, no distractions. and so suddenly, someone's skirt was on his clean carpet floor..
your blouse draped over your shoulder and was pulled above your bra carelessly. he handled you with so much ease, squishing you into position while he tried to slowly push his thick length into your syrupy hole. you bit the knuckle of your thumb, and whimpered timidly that he was too big. but look where you were now.
"fuck- you're so- you feel so good.. shut up and take it all, yeah?.. hmmff-" there leon goes, harping you again. you were so loud but it wasn't even your fault, not when he was pistoning his cock into you and paying no hesitation to his pace. you were simply too sweet for him not to please. "sweetheart, hold onto me.." he mutters.
he was pushing every squeak and cute little wail out of his pathetic student, rutting his tip into that spot. "n-nnghh- aah!~" you were running low on words.
"yeah?- mhmm...ffuck, right here? huh?" the feeling of him thrusting against that spongy part more and more sent your mind further into autopilot. you were past squirming around and pushing him away, you just had to take it.. and take it.. and you were doing so good ♡.
"l-leoonn.. m-mm!- fffeels t-too good-" you babbled, mind stuffy with the pleasurably-shameful feeling of being gorged with your professor's thick girth. he shuddered at the way you uttered his name so adoringly. to leon you were so dirty but so, so cute. he had you puddled into tears beneath him while he fucked into your cute little hole with fervor. he just wanted to stuff you full, make you his, adore you forever.
he whined softly into your shoulder. you kept clenching down on him and it made him impossible to think. his phone was ringing on his bedside but he doesn't even give a shit—if anything he tried to drown it out by thrusting into you faster, to which made him lament into your skin. he even adjusted your hips up impossibly further.
"l-leeonn, n-no..— n-no more, please!!-" you blabbered adorably, voice mumbly and whiny as you clawed at his shoulders or back— you didn't know anymore.
"shhh shh.." he cooed over your cries with a quiet and honeyed voice, planting a soft kiss to where he could reach on your face or head. "i know, i know, it feels so good, hm?.. just let it feel good, baby—ahh, fuck-.. uhh..." he moaned lowly into your shoulder, unable to stop the way he rutted his cock into your creamed-up cunt. you seemed to be enjoying it, so why were you complaining? leon thinks to himself smugly but he knows he can't act on his pride. after all you made him like this—submitting to his carnal urges...
you didn't wanna cum a third time, huh? silly little girl.
leon growled quietly into the crook where your neck and shoulder met. you've never heard that sound from him. he held you down, constraining you, and squished you further into his mattress. a helpless and surprised yelp lolled out your tongue as he went impossibly quicker while he cursed like he was about to break down in tears. leon was mercilessly grinding his cock into all your sensitive spots, not letting your pleas of retort contest him. "fuckfuck- u-uhhh, take it, baby, c'mon... do it f'me, it's gonna feel so good-.. ahh!-"
he couldn't even finish his sentence—just piping his cum in you roughly as if he were proving a point, growling whinily along the way. he even kept fucking you shallowly while you were a dumb, sniffling mess with no sense of self-assertion as you creamed all over his shaft uncontrollably a third time. consecutive and quiet whimpers could be heard from you while you soaked in your overstimulation, needing him desperately to reassure you again through the overbearing pleasure of being pushed past what your cunny can handle.
"poor baby." he muttered to himself breathily as he gave the last of his tired, frustrated thrusts and pulled out of you; giving you the time to breathe while he pats your hair down comfortingly. his fluttering eyes finally closed as his head found refuge in your neck, slightly limp with exhaustion as he huffed cold breaths on the wet patches of your skin.
he pulled his head away after a minute of regaining what's left of his strength. leon looked down at you with subtle puppylike eyes, like he was sorry for ever being so harsh on you; even before he fucked the shit out of you. you quietly took your handkerchief to wipe some sweat off his neck— and his cheeks went a little rosy, remembering what he did to it that day you "lost" it ♡.
seems detergent can't wash something like lust away!
#leon kennedy smut#leon s kennedy#guys im sorry if my writing is pretty vague idfk lmao#re4remake leon smut#THIS IS SO BAD AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH#leon kennedy x reader#leon kennedy x reader smut
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what are your headcanons for kallus and jovan? how did they get together? who fell first and whose heart broke first? do they still hate each other when kallus joins the rebellion or do they simply act like the pettiest bitches towards each other? enquiring minds want to know
ANON THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME AN EXCUSE TO TALK ABOUT THIS IVE BEEN WAAIITTTIINNNGG
Before I get into this I have to legally preface that 1. I’m a Kallus from the lower levels truther + I operate off the assumption that he does not have any family and that plays a decent role in what's going on 2. We dont know alot about Jovans personality so I lowkey just go off vibes but in my brain, teenage him is starry-eyed, a little naive, but SO kind. Older him is a little bit of a douche (not terrible, just the kind of guy that you have to scoff at whenever they talk too much).
Okay I have a whole headcannoned timeline so im gonna lay this out for u
It's 19 BBY, the empire just started enlisting and all the rich Coruscanti kids are FIGHTING for a chance to go to the academy because “wow that sounds so much more fun than regular university.” Jovan is a part of this demographic.
So you’ve got this whole class of rich kids doing rich kid things, and Jovan is having a great time; it’s the fourth week of school, he’s found his friend group, he gets along great with his bunk mates, everything is fantastic.
Except theres just this one… fucking guy…
This guy is in, like, half of Jovans classes and Jovan just can’t stop thinking about him because where in stars name did this skinny, scrappy, snappy, kid with a gnarly side eye come from???? Why is he so sickly looking???? And so mean????
And Jovan’s always been a curious guy, he wants to figure out what this guy’s deal is so he, of course, takes it upon himself to befriend this Edward Cullen looking ass dude. Easier said than done; Jovan finds out very quickly that Kallus does not trust easily and it takes at least three weeks of Jovan forcing his friendship on him (inviting him to sit with him in the mess hall, offering to help with assignments, sitting next to him in class, ect.) for Kallus to hold a full conversation with him.
From there, though, it gets easier. Turns out that Kallus is, quite possibly, the coolest guy Jovan has ever met. He doesn't gaf about what people think about him, he’s gotten into fist fights before (real ones, not sparring!), he fucking parties, he fucks, he can hotwire a speeder, he’s so naturally smart, and cunning, and resourceful– Jovan is completely entranced by this guy.
^^^(completely entranced by this guy.. I never said Jovan had good taste)
In the meantime, Jovan helps Kallus out with some of the pre-req classes needed for their first year, because as cool as he is, Kallus is not good at physics.
By the end of their first year at the Academy, Jovan and Kallus become very close. It’s that kind of friendship between guys that, if you saw it from an outsider's perspective, you’d be like, “oh… are they..?? Do they..????? What???” but tbh they don't even think about it because they’re too busy being stupid
Now, the imps do NOT like taking days off, BUUUUT all those rich families donating to the academy do, so I imagine that– at least in the first few years of the empire– the academy had a short, 3 or so week long summer break.
So we get to break, and Kallus is like “oh wait, I don’t have anywhere to go over break, guess I’ll just rough it out on the streets for a few weeks ig. Nothing new tbh.” And Jovan is like, “What???? No???? You’re not doing that????” and Jovan invites Kallus to tag along on his family vacation (idk where they go, maybe like Naboo or smth, I didn't think that far). Kallus obviously accepts.
So they go on this vacation, and Jovan is thinking to himself, Waiiiiiittttt a minute………. I actually have wanted him so bad for like 3 months. Maybe it was a bad idea to invite him, like I’m gonna blow my cover fuckuckufckufcjukcf. But he’s like not trying to do anything about it because he’s all nervous. But THEN, last week of vacation Kallus is like. “I actually think that you should let me kiss u on the mouth.” and Jovan is like “okay bbg say less.” (Jovan fell first if that wasn’t clear)
(This situation is about to get ALOT gayer)^^^
AND THEN THE BREAKUP
They graduated the academy a year prior, Kallus has been doing his ISB training, Jovan has been doing whatever tf you do to become a lieutenant. They’ve been together for four-ish years atp.
Kallus is SO locked in with his ISB training. Like he was a dedicated student before (he was top of his class for a reason), but this is borderline obsession. He’s never home, always working, always tired, ect ect. In the meantime, Jovan is climbing the ranks and he is lowkey kind of power tripping over it. He’s getting kind of entitled, a little passive aggressive, and is not really putting effort in tbh.
So Jovan is all annoyed because Kallus is always at work and he literally just wants to hang out with his boyfriend. Tbh, he thinks that Kallus is getting way too ambitious way too quickly.
And Kallus is all annoyed because Jovan isn’t giving him any good reasons to leave work, in fact, Jovan has been grating his nerves lately because he doesn’t do anything. Jovan isn’t ambitious enough.
The resentment is BUIILLLDDDIINNNGGG
The night they break up is FUCKING CRAZY, OKAY
Jovan picks a fight because he fucking feels like it and Kallus is not having ANY OF IT. Huge blowout fight ensues; Jovan says something classist or something, Kallus calls him an “entitled, prissy twat,” Jovan tells Kallus with the “you wouldn’t have even graduated without my help,” Kallus fuckinf kicks the wall or something, Jovan starts yelling about the drywall, Kallus is like “okay, fuck you AND your goddamn drywall,” and JUST LEAVES
The next day Jovan comms Kallus like “bbg pleapelaleapsleapsleaplsea I messed up im sorry plzplzpzpzlpzlzpzlzp” and Kallus ignores the hell out of him.
Kallus is pissed because tbh if things just went better, he honest-to-god would have married that man, but noOOOooOOooO, Jovan had to be STUPID
AND THEN SIXTEEN YEARS LATER KALLUS ARRESTS THAT HO and he is SOOOO HAPPY ABOUT IT
But then Jovan shows up in the rebellion and Kallus is so annoyed.
Because for 1. He is kind of prissy and self important and most people would agree with that 2. No way they ended up in the same place after 18 years, that is so bs, and 3. It’s so awkward that Jovan has all of this info about who Kallus was growing up, and the life he lived before going into the ISB– in fact, he probably knows more than anyone in the Ghost crew just because he was there– and that is so mortifying
Jovan is so stoked
Because for 1. Kallus did all that work in the ISB only to end up a rebel anyways and that is hilarious 2. He has so much mildly embarrassing material about him in his back pocket. But tbh it’s kind of bittersweet for him because Kallus is his One that got away (He was planning on going RING SHOPPING, and then he got BROKEN UP WITH, what the FUCK) and he always reasoned with it by thinking that Kallus was irrevocably changed by the empire, and the Kallus he fell in love with wasn’t going to come back. BUT THEN IT TURNS OUT THAT HE IS BACK– yeah, he’s got a beard now, and he pretends to be all serious, but he’s the same snarky, cunning, side eyeing idiot that he fell for. And he knows he can't have him because that train has LEFT THE STATION
^^(This art is old so its a little jank but shhhhhhhhh, its the vibes that matter)
So he obviously deals with this by selling embarrassing pictures of Kallus from their academy years to Sabine, because that’s probably the best revenge he’s going to get.
Kallus is obviously over him, and has been for a LONG time, he just doesn't like Jovans personality, and Jovan kinda wants Kallus back but apparently that's not an option so they do end up creating a dynamic where they are so petty to each other when they get the chance. (Which is not often because the rebellion is big and if they can avoid each other, they will.)
#THANKS FOR LETTING ME YAP ANON#And appologies#because I did NOT think that was gonna be so long#anyways they are the exes ever thank u for coming to my ted talk#star wars#star wars rebels#rebels#swr#agent kallus#kallus#alexsandr kallus#jovan#lieutenant Jovan#losers#cameoliob speaks
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fate or destiny? (charles leclerc)
pairing: charles leclerc x fem! reader
summary: inspired by ceilings by Lizzy McAlpine. I did change a few concepts though.(i didn't include the last part of the song because im going through writer's block and couldn't find a way to join those two plots.)
warnings: fluff, nsfw, mentions of nudity, mentions of sex, angst if you squint.
a/n: first time writing for a real person, please bear with me. also lemme know if you want a part two(please say yes coz it will either be insta au or dad!charles ;))
sighing at the ceiling for the hundredth time in the past thirty minutes, you felt bored out of your mind. Looking around the room, you noticed the little things that you never had before-the plaster on the wall beside the door was worn off, your bedside table had a little dent on the corner, the curtain had a coffee stain from a time you couldn't remember. Time felt like it was moving in slow motion, every waking second a seemingly excruciating long moment. You felt numb. No coherent thoughts running through your mind, you stood up. These vacations, although peaceful, were ruining your peace, your existence being a whirlwind of boredom. Walking around the room, you stopped at the window overlooking the city. You looked out the window and saw you car in the driveway and shrugged-might as well go get groceries.
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"Its alright", said the man with a thick accent, picking up your fallen bag.
You only shifted to Monaco last summer and communicating with people with your broken french was hard, yet you still managed to get your work done somehow.
stepping out of the store with hands full of bags, you bumped into a hard chest, apologies spewing out of your mouth like water out of a faucet. "I am so sorry!", you said.
"Want me to help you carry these?", the green eyed boy asked, noticing the amount of bags you had in your hands.
Not wanting to cause anymore troubles for him, you politely denied.
"But you already have so much in your hands, it's alright, just tell me where your car is."
Realising he wouldn't budge, you lead the way to your car and he helped you put all your bags in your car.
"Thank you so much.", you said with a smile.
"you're welcome, ?", he said in a suggesting tone, wanting to catch your name.
"Oh right! I am Y/N.", you extended your hand.
"Its nice to meet you, Y/N. I'm Charles.", he shook your hand, trying not to hold it for too long because of how soft your skin was.
As mesmerised as him, you blurted out your next words without any second thoughts.
"Hey, how about I get you a coffee? both as a thank you drink and an apology?"
One look at his dimpled smile and you knew, you knew you were doomed.
that one coffee date turned into two, then three and now four. Sitting on one of the benches in the local garden, you both enjoyed the slightly gloomy yet happy weather. The cool wind brushed against your skins, making you shiver which in turn made Charles tuck you under his arm, your head on his shoulder. You sat there in a comfortable silence, feeling like having known each other for an eternity even though it had only been a few weeks. You both embraced the warmth radiating from one another's body, that is, until you felt the cool touch of the water droplets against your warm flesh. You both sat there, not caring about the rain, just melting in each other's company until the rain became too heavy.
Your giggles echoed through the now empty garden as you ran, hand in hand with Charles, towards the gazebo in the center of the place. You were both dripping with water from head to toe by the time you reached the gazebo, but the rain was so heavy that water still found its way to you from the little spaces in between the grills of the roof and the pillars. Deciding you won't be able to do anything about it now, you just shook your heads and chuckled. Still hand in hand, Charles pulled you to him, trailing his other hand down your arm and interlacing his fingers with your own, he leaned down to rest his forehead on yours. Both of you were breathing heavily. Maybe it was because you ran here or maybe it was because of the sudden drop in the temperature. Or, maybe, it was due to your sheer closeness. Charles trailed his hand back up your arm, up your neck and finally buried his fingers in your hair , making you inhale sharply. Your eyes fluttered close as he leaned your head back to take a better look at your face. To him, you looked ethereal. Cheeks a rosy shade from the cold, hair all wet and in all places, eyes closed with little puffs of air leaving your lips, oh those lips. How badly he wanted to taste them, to feel those lips against his own and swallow every next breath that leaves them. He leaned in ever more, to the point where you could feel your breath mingling with his, making your insides feel all tingly. As he brushed his lips against yours, she gasped, bringing your hands up to his sides and fisting his hoodie in them with your eyes still closed.
"Can I kiss you?", he asked in a whisper, making you open your eyes instantly.
Staring into his green hues, you nodded. He looked down at your mouth again, which flooded your stomach with butterflies and anticipation as you watched him.
"Words, Y/N. I need words."
You sucked a deep breath in and nodded again, "yes."
"Yes, what?", his lips brushed against yours with every word that came out of his mouth.
"Yes, you may kiss me, Charles."
He didn't need to be asked twice. Like a starving man, he connected his mouth with yours, swallowing your gasp. He kissed you with his entire being and you returned the kiss with the same burning passion. You kissed under the rain for what felt like forever before finally breaking apart for some air, making him chase your lips again before shaking his head and chuckling, resting his head on yours again. He just couldn't get enough of you.
As for you? You knew he was a Formula 1 driver, you knew he wouldn't be able to give you as much time and you knew all the things that came along with being the girlfriend of a celebrity and a sportsperson, but that didn't stop you. You were willing to give this a chance, to give him a chance because you couldn't get enough of him either.
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The room was a mess of muffled gasps and moans and tangled bodies and ripped clothes.
"Charles", you gasped, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he mouth trailed kisses down your body. Your hands in his hair while his were on your hips, to keep you stable. He made his way up your body again and whispered, "oui, mon ange?", kissing the spot just behind your ear.
As he hovered over you, you looked into his eyes and wrapped your arms around his neck before placing your lips against his.
"Please.", you said and again, he didn't need to be asked twice.
Breathing heavily, he collapsed on you. You wrapped your arms around him and kissed his forehead before turning the both of you over so you were now laying on top of him and traced circles on his chest while placing small kisses against his neck.
"Are you okay, ma belle?", he whispered before placing a kiss on your head. You just hummed in response, too tired to even say something in response. Charles lazily rubbed his hand up and down your back while gently placing his lips against the skin of your shoulder, lulling you to sleep. As you laid there in his arms, he was the only one you could feel, the only one you could think about, the only one you could hear. He had enveloped you completely- body, mind, heart and soul. When he was with you, nothing else mattered-heck, you didn't want anything else to matter. It was him and only him and you would do anything to keep it that way.
Your mouth itched to say all this to him, to say those three words and you would've, but you didn't wanna ruin the moment by saying something he might not feel. Perhaps it was too early, since it had only been one and a half month but loving is something you can't control. You don't see the time or place, it just happens. You laid there, tangled with him, your body and heart at peace but your mind was full of chaos, full of all the words you ached to say to him, but perhaps words wouldn't be enough, so you did one thing which you hoped would convey everything you were feeling to him- you kissed him and he returned it with the same passion.
Both you and Charles were very happy that you both went to get groceries that day. Call it fate or destiny, you wouldn't be here if you hadn't been bored out of your damn mind that day. As horrific as it had been, you were thankful you bumped into the green eyed stranger and dropped your bags that day. Because now you don't know how to live without said stranger and couldn't imagine a life without him.
"I'll miss you, mon ange.", he said while pulling up to your apartment.
You rolled your eyes at his dramatic self.
"You'll see me tomorrow, Charles."
"Yeah, but tomorrow is so far. Comment vais-je vivre sans toi jusque-là?, he sighed. how will i live without you till then.
"I don't think you remember but I don't understand french to that extent so I would really like if you translate it for me."
"Nothing, belle.", he smiled before taking your hand and kissing your knuckles one by one.
You tried to pout but failed miserably. All you were capable of doing around this man was smile.
As the car came to a stop, your mind fumbled with the various possibilities of what would happen if you say those three words. Would he say it back? Would he get upset? What if he doesn't say anything? Fuck it-what will happen, will happen. He is going for 2 weeks straight this time and you'll loose your mind keeping it to yourself till then.
"Charles?"
"Oui? Is everything okay?", he asked, picking up the nervousness in your voice.
"No, Charles. Everything is not okay! How could it be when you're by my side? You make me so nervous, yet so happy. You're the only one I think about all day, the only one I can feel, I can hear. You make me a better version of myself and- and I feel like spending every waking moment of my day with you! I've never felt this strongly for anyone before and it scares me but I'll loose my damn mind if I don't get this out of my system today but I-", you paused your frustrated rant and took a deep breath before averting your gaze from the window behind his head to his green orbs.
"Je t'aime, Charles.", your voice barely a whisper.
He just looked at you. And for a moment, you were afraid. Afraid that maybe he'll just smile and say nothing, or maybe he will just tell you to go or maybe he will say that things are moving too fast or-
Out of all the things you expected, him grabbing your neck and yanking you forward was definitely not it. You gasped as he connected his lips with yours in a hungry kiss. He was rough, wanting to swallow all of you. Tongues wrestling and teeth clashing, he kissed you like he never had before and you struggled to keep up with him.
"Je t'aime tellement, mon amour. You have no idea how much. I've been itching to say these words to you but I didn't want to scare you off.", he whispered against your lips.
Slowly, you opened your eyes to find him already looking at you. You chuckled at the irony. How you were afraid to tell him only to find out he was just as scared.
"What?", he smiled.
You just shook you head and placed a kiss on the corner of his mouth.
"Come to the race with me?", he asked. "After this, I don't think I'll survive two weeks without you."
You happily nodded your head, "Thought you'd never ask.". He just chuckled and kissed you once again.
"You were wrong, by the way.", he said making you furrow your brows in confusion.
"You do know how to speak french and it sounds even more beautiful coming out of that pretty mouth of yours.", he winked while staring at your lips.
You slapped his chest, "Flirt." He grabbed your hand and held it against his chest.
"But I'm your flirt", he wiggled his eyebrows making you blush.
"I wanna fuck you so bad.", he said against your neck.
"Alors qu'attendez-vous?", you decided to put your french lessons to some use. then what are you waiting for?
He bit your neck and cursed under his breath. Suddenly, he got out of the car and moved around it to open your door. He helped you out of it and grabbed your hand before hurriedly making his way towards the elevator of your apartment. As soon as the elevator reached your floor, he was dragging you out of it and towards your door, demanding for you to open it. The moment you closed the door behind you, you were pinned to the wall beside the door and it was on. It would be a long night.
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Our Spring Secret
Jade Leech x Reader x Azul Ashengrotto (Modern/Office AU)
Summary: You find yourself as the new acting CEO’s Friend with benefits — but little does he know about your secret involving Azul.
MDNI 18+
General series cw: Yandere content, NSFW, non con, Kidnapping, drugging, pregnancy (reader), love triangles, Suicid3 attempt.
Sequel to Murder Mountain. (Can read separately though)
Previous Chapter: All that I know
Current Chapter: 7 Weeks and 3 Days (you are here)
Next Chapter: will you marry us?
She bruises coughs she splutters pistol shots But hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks
Muscle to muscle and toe to toe The fear has gripped me but here I go
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“Jade why do you keep leaving? This is the fourth trip this month”
The suitcase you were laying on top of while Jade folded his shirts onto the mattress next to you humming to himself was where you found purchase for the day, watching Jade for most of the morning as he instantly began to organize his things and clean around his bed way before you and your Bloom had even woken up.
“I’m not leaving you alone because I want to; Remember CEO’s have to travel frequently, especially with this new position Azul opened five new branches off the coral sea that need the CEO to inspect their quality” Jade tossed the neatly folded pressed dress shirt onto your face.
“augh, don’t piss me off this early”
“it’s already 3pm (Name)” Jade rolled his eyes before throwing another folded shirt at you.
Rolling your eyes back you opened the suitcase all the way packing the suitcase with the items he threw at you gingerly placing them next to his organized socks and three pairs of shoes he had in the red suitcase.
“Maybe once you get better I can use some of my days off to plan a getaway somewhere together” Jade sighed joining you where you laid on the suitcase by rubbing the side of your hip facing upwards.
“Im going to hold you to it Leech” You replied rolling over to face Jade at the edge of the bed.
“And it better be a fun vacation and not going to the museum of mountains and natural history downtown for 7 hours” you stretched out in your night gown.
“See, I found a new thing to occupy you while im gone” Jade responded, “you can find our first vacation destination instead of sleeping the day away again” He teased.
“Whatever, I’ll do both while your gone” you reached for your soft pink pillow above your head tossing it at him.
He caught it holding it to his face before slipping it under his arm.
"I'll just be taking this with me to ensure you actually so something"
"Jade stoppp give it back"
You lunged up to try to grab it from his arms only for him to side step you completely zipping the pillow up into the Suitcase before snatching the large enarmored luggage to himself.
"How rude, what if I was Pregnant with your child"
"I'd expect the upmost princess treatment like sleeping from you and nothing more"
Jade instead rolled the luggage to be beside another smaller night bag sitting next to the door, stepping off to the side for a moment before looming over your side of the bed.
"Who knows maybes that's why ive been so tired lately" You teased rolling to lay on your other side to face him.
"Well are you Pregnant (Name)?" Jade asked.
He was serious with his reply, now feeling the back of your neck began to heat up you only looked back at him unmoving.
"What do you think?" You bluntly replied.
"Hmm... well you have put on more weight since January" He eyed your stomach with his lone mismatched sunshine yellow iris.
"Maybe you are (Name)"
His face was now inches away from yours, his eyes peering back into your own.
"Back up Jade I was joking-"
Grabbing the last pillow propping you up your threw it at his smirking face; Stunned he quickly retaliated throwing the pillow back over ontop of you while laying down.
Jade only chuckled at the display of you trying to propped yourself back up.
"You know maybe we should get your tested (Name)" Jade joked.
"We have been busy these past few weeks, I wouldnt want to leave my beloved Girlfriend Pregnant home alone all the time" Jade peered once more over to your stomach.
You only laughed his statement off; if only he suggested this five months earlier you could have possibly found your way out of this whole dilemma...
"I mean would we really need a test? If it happens it happens Jade"
You were sincere in your thoughts; if everything in your life didnt get forced off course due to the circumstances you wouldnt have hated the idea if it being Jade's child.
He was caring towards you, had some kind of parental instincts in him when he had to discipline Floyd's single bachelor antics he'd bring over to the Penthouse, And currently was able to support a family emotionally and financially.
You couldnt place a emotion on Jade's face as he let his eyes wander your body. Heartfelt? Warm? Attentive? He was a man of mystery concerning his true feelings.
"You'd truly want to start a family with me (Name)?"
"If it were to happen yes" you responded, Eyeing your own stomach now, Your bloom must had been content with the large piece of Cake you had earlier since there wasnt as much movement as usual.
"But for now I dont think we should think hard about it- We havent even talked about if were going to stay together after this contract is over" you waved your hand dismissively.
"yeah, I guess your right" Jade grew silent, most likely thinking before he left your side of the bed making his way back to the door.
"Unless you want to just forget about the contract" You decided it was now for you to sit up at the edge of the bed to actually stop lounging around.
Swinging your legs letting the loose fitting nightgown on you got up feeling your legs guide you with weak steps towards Jade grabbing a hold of his Luggage.
"Jade?"
He was attempting to leave the room, but getting a grip on his back you held him in place gently massaging him under his suit.
"Do you not love me anymore?" You pressed your face against him.
He didn't say anything only allowing you to continue to massage him through his suit, His back visibly tense from the sudden movement of your hands pressing into him.
"We can talk when I return" Jade said before abruptly leaving with his things in his occupied hands.
You watched as he opened the frosted door walking down the hallway towards the kitchen without giving you a chance to catch up.
Huffing you followed him with short strides hoping he wasnt out the door yet.
"Jade, dont forget the lunch I packed for you in the fridge" you rushed to the fridge swinging open the door with fast steps, grabbing the pink and red containers that had his favorite mushroom casserole inside, Running to the door he had one step out already pulling his luggage away into the hallway outside.
"Hey!" You almost missed your step but you waved the container in front of him.
Only he slammed the door in yours face.
Staring back at your reflection in the metal door was all you were able to see, Jade already left.
No kiss or hug nor his lunch you packed for him to eat on the flight while he was away.
you hoped maybe he'd come back. Maybe just to unload his luggage and then he'd come inside to apologize to you with a kiss before going back downstairs.
Only it proved to be useless.
Sighing, you lowered your gaze to your bump.
Well, if Jade didnt want you then...
You couldnt finish the thought, Deciding to retreat back to the kitchen where the fridge door was still helplessly opened you let your hands cover your face.
Maybe you would go on your own venture, Besides, its clear Jade wasnt worried about you as of right bow anyway.
Might as well go see someone that did want company. Flicking your gaze to your car keys you decided what the evening would entail, Leaving the container on the counter you marched back to the bedroom to dress yourself in something that wasnt sleepwear.
- Arriving at the hospital through trial and error you made it earlier than youd thought.
Despite the rejection from Jade at least you could confront Azul about other things that had been bothering you.
Namely the sudden flow of packages addressed to you from Azul, as flattering the gesture you wouldnt know how to explain the packages coming into work for you from the bedridden Azul. Which is what business you had to take care of today while time permitted. As you walked to Azul's room, you noticed the door was once again open; however, when you walked into the room, you couldn’t find him in his bed, by his bedside, or in the bathroom. Huffing to yourself it seemed he was probably outside getting his physical therapy done since it was early noon currently. Looking over at his bedside, the chair you sat in last time was gone, and the other few seats had stuff on them, forcing you to sit on his rather luxurious cot of a bed. Hesitantly, you sat on the crisp lavender sheets, sitting as close to the side as possible. You were starting to become more winded the longer you walked due to your baby growing more and more as the several weeks passed.
Yearning to see his smiling face you paitently looked towards the door waiting for him to return. After waiting for several minutes, it was obvious he wasnt going to be in anytime soon, you gave up scrolling on your phone since it was making you tired as you left it on the table. You guessed that you just missed him due to the long absence. Sighing to yourself, you slumped yourself down into the fluffy comforter on the bed, looking up at the intricately painted ceiling. Making the idiotic mistake of counting the intricate tiles on the ceiling, slowly lulling yourself to sleep, your eyelids feeling heavier with each tile you counted passing out around 88 Golden leaf tiles.
...
~
You normally never dreamed. The sky was a strange lilac and blue color around you; it reminded you of a melted sunset. The cabin was in view as your opened the wooden door leaving the cabin, you realized you were on the west side of the mountain, seeing it behind you looking as majestic as it always looked overbearing the scenery like a being. You were barefooted and in a long white gown with embrodered flowers as you walked down the rocky path, feeling the twigs and pebbles beneath your naked feet. Slowly, as you approached the north side of the mountain, however, a sense of dread started to hit you, making the tree line around you seem so wrong. You looked around, but nothing stuck out to you in the vast gradient evergreen woods. Picking up your pace, you tried to hurry up in awkward footsteps to get out of the wooded area, but the feeling kept getting stronger until you stopped to turn around once again, only to see nothing but the lonely trees behind you. You decided to run, as painful as it was, but a sound of heavy breathing was heard behind you. Eventually, you felt something with jagged, dark claws grab your dress, causing you to scream before being pulled into the woods. The claws scratched your body as they dragged you into a secluded part of the woods. You could see your flesh being gruesomely torn into by the grip, instinctively trying to protect your abdomen by swatting at the claws, only getting hurt even more from the claws. Painfully, the claws dropped you in front of a familiar tent in the middle of the woods. It was lit with candles and petals of some kind of flower leading into the tent. You looked to your left to confirm if it was true, and you saw the river and the thorn bushes next to the tent. You tried to get up, but your arms were mangled so badly that it caused you immense pain to move them. As you wailed, you saw a ginormous, tall, slender figure inside the tent that twisted and mangled onto itself as it started to churn in on itself with uncanny movements. It revealed itself from the tent as Jade, his limbs and body were twisted into some insidious dark matter, with only a few recognizable features from him, including his teal hair and his dark blue earring being the first recognizable things on him. Besides his gleaming yellow eyes, he had on his dark hiking jacket, it was just like that day. “Jade” quickly approached you, moving unnaturally back and forth towards you, maneuvering his claws into the earth before quickly pinning you down underneath his insidious form. You wanted to scream, but nothing came out as it lifted you by your gown to face him at eye level.
"(N̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞m̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞), t̳̿͟͞h̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞’s̳̿͟͞ s̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞m̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞h̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞g̳̿͟͞ I̳̿͟͞’d̳̿͟͞ l̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞k̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ t̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞ a̳̿͟͞s̳̿͟͞k̳̿͟͞ y̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞." “Jade" said, bending his crooked neck towards you.
“D̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞’t̳̿͟͞ g̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞ t̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞ S̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞g̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞ H̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞d̳̿͟͞ D̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞v̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞s̳̿͟͞ C̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞m̳̿͟͞p̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞y̳̿͟͞; I̳̿͟͞ l̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞v̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ y̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞,” it put its face towards you and revealing its fanged, sharp mouth.
“D̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞’t̳̿͟͞ y̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞ l̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞v̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ m̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ (n̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞m̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞)” it said, opening its mouth and Waiting for a reply.
You couldn’t say anything besides panicked breaths as you felt “Jades” foul breath fan your face.
“I̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞’s̳̿͟͞ f̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ (n̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞m̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞) I̳̿͟͞’l̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞ b̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ w̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞g̳̿͟͞ f̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞ y̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞ e̳̿͟͞v̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞y̳̿͟͞ d̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞y̳̿͟͞, n̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞ m̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞ w̳̿͟͞h̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞ o̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞ w̳̿͟͞h̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ I̳̿͟͞’m̳̿͟͞ g̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞g̳̿͟͞ t̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞ b̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ w̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞g̳̿͟͞ f̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞E̳̿͟͞v̳̿͟͞E̳̿͟͞R̳̿͟͞” it licked you with its monsterously long tongue before it unhinged it’s jaw spilling a insidious dark liquid out of it.
You finally screamed as you fell out of his grip and quickly ran towards the river. You could hear it gaining ground on you as it weirdly waltzed towards where you were running. You ran down the forest path for what felt like forever before you saw the assorted cabins sitting in front of you with the various cars in front of some of the cabins. You ran around a few trees, racing to a cabin with an open door to your left. You hastily locked the door, hearing the heavy clink of the lock shutting the door. You could hear “Jade” violently pounding on the door behind you, feeling the tremors on your back from the door being almost broken. You ran down the hallway towards the back room of the cabin. You stopped when you saw Azul. He sat in a chair and was humming a tune you couldn’t quite recognize. He seemed to be making something to eat, cutting vegetables in a neat stack and putting them inside a bowl. He looked blissfully unaware of the violent banging outside the front door. You tried to speak but couldn’t form any words, only being able to stare at him, sitting like a silent spectator. He looked over to his right side briefly before continuing to make whatever he was cooking. You followed his gaze to see a baby chair full of colorful bars and streamers. Seated in the center of the chair, happily bouncing around, was a tiny baby jumping around in the seat, watching TV in the corner of the room. They seemed to have been 10 months old, given how big they were. Wearing a light pink onesie, you assumed it was a girl in the onesie. Instantly, when you came into view, the baby made eye contact with you, letting out a cheerful gurgle from their seat, and immediately made the “up” motion with their hands at seeing you. Azul finally turned immediately light up at seeing you in front of him. “No wonder she got excited. Did you get the dessert in the car?” He asked. You still couldn’t speak, but you pointed back to the door behind you. It seemed he didn’t notice or pay attention to what you pointed to as you frantically looked around the cabin. Suddenly, a quake shook the cabin, leaving Azul and the baby unmoving in their spots in the cabin. “R̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞m̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞m̳̿͟͞b̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞, y̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞ c̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞’t̳̿͟͞ l̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞v̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞ u̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞ y̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞ k̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞ h̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞m̳̿͟͞.”
“̷̱̖̫̟̺̰͢͞O̡͍̱͎̯̣͕̤̜̺̘͍͚̻̤͝ŗ̸̲͙͉͓͚ ̨̣͕͉̫̜ͅI̴̞̦̦̗̥’̜͔̘̰͇́͠l͏̘̜̭̤̱͇̜͔̘̰͇́͞͠l͏̘̜̭̤̱͇͞ ̬͟c̛̛̟̪ͅo̧͈̙̦̰̣̼̘̱̰̥͟͜m̵̧̛̯͖̺̥̘̯̙͈̫̹̜͢ͅȩ̣̰͓̻͎͡ ҉͏̫̼̜͉̭i̙͙̙̥̰̯͎̘̖̹̦̙͝͞n̴̫̘͈͈͈̳̩͢ a͏́͏͖͍̞̥̖̹̦̙͝͞n̴̫̘͈͈͈̳̩̹̖̘͢ḑ̱̥̜́ ̹̖̘ḑ̛̛̱̥̜́ͅo͈̙̦ ҉͏̫̼̜͉̭i̵̙͙̙̥̰̯͎̘͈̤̩̝̣ṱ͓̕ ̧̰̣̼̘̱̰̥͟͜m̵̧̛̯͖̺̥͕͚̝̘̞y̕҉̧͙̝̟̞͈̪̼͈͇̘͎̫͙̰̗̩s̛͇̘̯̙͈̫̹̜͢ͅȩ̣̰͓̻͎̜͔̘̰͇́͡͠l͏̘̜̭̤̱͇̝̺̠̖̭́͟͞͝f̷̩̲͈.”
A loud thud was heard as you looked in front of you, seeing the razor blade in front of you—the same one from... You picked it up, and suddenly, the scene before you was the cabin from all those months ago. Azul lay in his blood and carnage in front of you as he begged you to put the razor blade down. A baby’s cry was heard from behind you, but your mutilated arms moved towards his bloodied body as you heard his cries and wails. The twisted, dark claws twisted around your wrists as you plunged the blade into his neck in one swift motion. “It was him or me, but you picked him." Azul said in a weak voice, “Why?” He weeped to you with an indescribable sorrow in his face as life slowly left his eyes, leaving full azure orbs staring back at you. Finally, you cried, holding him up to you and blooding your white gown as you held him close to you. ~
...
...a jolt as you opened your eye awoke, looking around before you feeling a heavy cashmere throw over your stomach, the radio on playing soft piano music somewhere around you. Blinking the sleep from your eyes you remembered where your were again. Azul was beside you in the bed; it seemed as if he fell asleep as well before you jolted awake, the drool in the corner of his mouth quickly wiped as he reached for his glasses in the dimmed room. His hands previously were purchased against your bump protruding from underneath the warm blanket. "Are you okay, Angel?” Azul kissed the side of your cheek, rubbing your back soothingly. He placed a hand on your chest that traveled to your bump as he flicked his eyes to your bloom still most likely asleep. “It was nothing- I just had a really bad dream,” sleep still evident in your tone as you felt yourself yawn loudly, letting your head lean on his shoulder.
“Oh? Care to share?” Azul began to massage around your bump.
“It was really bad,” you reiterated, “besides I wouldn’t want to worry you anyway; it was probably just my hormones,” you softly assured. Azul thankfully didn’t press you, only focusing on your bump.
"Im so glad you came to visit me, and without Jade nonetheless" Azul pressed a kiss to the top of your forehead.
"Imagine my shock when I saw you slumped over in the corner of my bed after PT"
"Yeah sorry about that, I wasnt intending on napping in your room: I genuinely wanted to visit and see you"
Azuls lips quirked into a smile at the mention, his legs still under the metal braces as he laid next to where your's laid under the sheets.
"So, are you excited for Monday?” He asked, “I asked for permission for the day from physical therapy, and they’re allowing me to go to your appointment,”
You felt a warm sleepy smile form on your face, if only Azul knew how much those words meant to you in the moment, your memory briefly reminding you of the strange coldness you received from Jade at the mention of forgetting the Contract.
Maybe you shouldnt dwell on it; you didnt want to get depressed about how bipolar Jade was being this week. “I’m glad to hear you're taking this seriously,” you replied, as you said that you instantly remembered why you were even here besides not wanting to be reminded of Jade.
"Um, well, I guess very seriously, I was shocked by all the things you’d gotten for our child.” You started to nervously run your fingers through your hair. “I’m not even finished yet, Angel; I still need to find a new place for us to start our family,” Azul murmured wrapping his arm around you once again.
“I want us to start anew somewhere else, together.” He said resting his chin on top of your head.
"No more drama, we can start over whereever your heart desires, Leave this place behind us with the memories that happened here" “What are you saying, Azul?” You owlishly blinked, finding Azul's eyes.
He conjured a soft laugh before letting his hand find the warmth of your hair stroking it in a comforting motion as he looked into your shocked hues.
“I’m saying I’m in love with you (Name); I want to make things right with you,” he said softly, running his fingers into your hair like a weaving. You regretted looking into his eyes, allowing him to see your cheeks turn dusted in rose.
"I just- couldnt bring myself to tell you during our last meeting but Ive had time to reflect on how I truly feel about both you and our child" His blue hues met your own colored irises.
You wanted to believe Azul's words ,however, the irritating voice of Jade echoed in your head from the other day causing you to instantly grimace. “If the one I loved wasn’t important to Azul, they’d have already been charged with attempted 1st degree murder by now.”
You broke his eye contact looking away towards the wall behind you both. “Is that why you lied to everyone about what happened?” you lowly asked.
Azul's eyes widen from surprise a sudden chuckle bubbled from him before he rubbed the apple of your cheek.
“What do you mean sweetheart?” He asked, “In the mountains, you remembered us being together, but you purposely omitted that I convinced you to let me take you there,” you bluntly questioned. “you dont really have Amnesia do you?” Your tears once again threatened to fall as you confessed to him.
"You know what I did to you those six months ago"
Azul didn't say anything, only focusing on you watching you intently with a soft grin on his face. “You hate me dont you?” you tearfully said, trying to keep your tears at ease to get your point across to Azul.
“It’s just like what Jade said: I shouldn’t trust you because you might get rid of me once I have my child and send me to prison forever.” You burst into a wail as your felt the wet tears dripping from your face wiping your eyes. Pulling back from Azul, you tried to get out of Azul's hold, but he wouldn’t let you go, leaving you stuck in his grasp a tearful mess wiping your eyes with your palms. "So Jade apparently knows me so well he can read my mind, huh?” Azul sneered, “What other lies has he been feeding you while you’ve been away from me?” Azul watched you as you sobbed into your hand. “I just want to know if your genuine Azul,” you exhaled.
"Because I dont want to fall in love with someone that just is going to dispose of me like Jade did to me this weekend" you hiccuped.
“Ive been through so much I dont want to be tricked by you again to trust you like when we were in the Cabin again"
You turned away from him in the bed sitting up, displacing the soft throw as you tried to get up from the cot, only to feel his arm grab your upper arm tightly. "I dont know what to say to make you believe (Name) but it seems Jade has poisoned your mind as he is good at" He sighed.
"As I said, I actually love you enough to confess whats on my mind unlike Jade-" Azul raised his voice towards you; you backed away in his hold as he held a dark expression on his face.
A lurch was felt before your bloom jumped inside at the loud surrounding around them, most likely as scared as you were of Azul.
You patted your abdomen to calm them down as they kicked to change their position inside of your walls. "Well, if it’s true, then show me proof you love me,” you begged, wrapping your arms around your abdomen to protect your baby from Azul.
“Or I’m leaving this hospital and town, and I’ll never see you again; I’ll take our precious bloom away from you, and you’ll never hear from both of us again,” you yelled at him, trying to thrash out of his hold around you. For a moment he stared you down with fury and anger in his eyes before he relented taking a deep breath in to calm himself. He sighed before he spoke.
"I dont want you to leave (Name)"
“I love you but if I must tell your what is truly going on in the background,” he began to catch your attention as you glared at him with pure hatred. “Jade killed Brett so he could place blame on him for my attack and your… incident ontop of the mountain,” Azul said quietly, “He wanted to drag your name in all the papers as this poor victim of the Sugar Horned Devils CEO that was raped and used as a company spy by him, frame you as a revenge killer for Brett, and then bail you out for his murder.” Azul continued. “That bag over there,” he pointed at the white shopping bag you brought in the last visit in the corner of his room, “has your fingerprints on it; he wanted me to call the police and tell them you murdered Brett and he attacked me,” Azul began to soothe your back. “but out of the love for the both of you I’m not going along with it, which is why Jade is threatening to keep you from me if I don’t comply before April"
You stared blankly at Azul unable to process what he said. Jade had truly lied to you, this whole time he pretended to be helplessly in love with you treating you like a princess in the highrise knowing full well he was going to ruin your life in another month.
It was no wonder why he wasnt here. You couldnt hold it in anymore- letting all of your tears out on the warm gray sweatshirt Azul had on as you leaned into his chest. Azul only comforted your collapsed form resting on him as you let your tears finally flow from your face. You knew Brett’s murder was suspicious; you thought it had been Azul because of their relationship, but it was Jade, who you shared months of your time with together; you had even had sex with him, giving Jade your heart.
You were truly beginning to consider Jade's choice to be a couple together. But to you it meant nothing anymore, the future youd daydream about when Jade would make you lunch, or when youd both be curled up on the sofa spending time after work together.
It made you sick- “I’m sorry you had to find out like this, but I couldn’t keep lying to you anymore, Angel,” he said, kissing your forehead.
"I just want you to be Happy (name) not wallowing in the misery that has been brought to you" Azul spoke up.
you cried for a while that afternoon. Eventually after all your sorrows were done you both laid together side by side as you tried to calm down from everything you had just discovered. Focusing on the radio softly playing Azul's favorite music as he told you about the various things that had went on during his stay in the hospital kept your mind busy.
Azul and you both decided to get something to eat, Having dinner together while you both kept each other company. You couldnt help yourself by occasionally glancing back at him; It was such a different lense you saw Azul through now.
Someone that Azul actually wanted around...
It was about nine pm when you realized how late it was. You honestly didn’t even want to go back to Jade’s place; you knew Jade wouldn’t be back for a long time, but it disgusts you to have to come back to his penthouse.
Fixing your hair in the mirror in the bathroom you decided to gather your courage, Azul was changing into his own clothes to sleep in taking extra care in changing his pants on the side of the bed.
"Azul"
“is it alright if I stay with you?” You called weakly over your shoulder, “I just don’t want to go home tonight"
He was silent before you heard him reply. “You needn’t ask; I welcome it since it does get rather lonesome not seeing anyone until Friday,” he sighed. “And besides, this gives us the chance to talk about our future together; I’d like for both of us to be on the same page,” Azul's reflection in the mirror behind yours, you felt a smile of relief wash over your cheeks.
Maybe it was true.. Retreating from the mirror you beelined to the cot lying in the disturbed spot from where you first fell asleep on; watching as Azul finished dressing himself before joining where you laid.
Grabbing his hand lifting it and lacing his hand together, you intertwined your fingers into his, examining how well yours and his hands molded together. As if…
They were meant to be.
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