#GIVE ME MY CASUAL KIANA

[uchu-no-bashira]

The Cookout - Gyomei Head!Canon w/OC!Kiana

Authors note: This was a very self-indulgent Head canon that got waaay too long and was too much fun for me. The scenarios could have gone on and on, but I had to stop eventually lmfao. Enjoy, or don't. i know I did! LMFAO. Head Canon beneath the cut.

When they got married, Gyomei had no idea how different his life would be. That isn’t to say that it was in a negative way, but it was definitely something that he wasn’t used to. Needless to say, he was apprehensive about the four day stay at Kiana’s family home; they wanted to celebrate, with a cook-out, of course.

“Is… He crying?” Kiana’s sister would ask when he’s introduced, his prayer beads tightened in one hand while Kiana grips his other hand.

“He is! He’s tearful and sensitive in the best way.” She says, the smile on her face was so large that Gyomei could see it. But something about that grip on his hand, and the happiness in her words, made meeting her family a little more comforting.

Gyomei’s heart crumbles to bits when he feels a firm hand palm his bicep - he could tell from the imperishable grip that it had to be the hand of a father, or at least a very protective older brother.

He wasn’t expecting his height to be so cherished, loved, and made fun of all at the same time. It was a strange experience.

“Damn, Gyomei!"

He's startled when he bumps into a smaller body while walking through the door.

"You know ya ass can’t fit through the door with me!” Kiana’s sibling would giggle before immediately turning to him with a hand on his forearm and stating, “Just playin’.”

Gyomei was absolutely shocked when he was greeted warmly by everyone in the house when he walked in. Normally, it’s a pretty casual thing to say “I’m back” and receive a “Welcome back.” But Kiana’s family was different…

“Tadaima… Ah.” He remembers that none of them speak Japanese, and tears up.

Okaerimas!!” Kiana would shout, causing a few glances from the family.

Imagine his surprise when they took an interest in his language because of that one interaction.

Gyomei wasn’t expecting to feel so welcomed by a group of people that didn’t share the same culture as him. Even more shocked when they all tried to learn things to accommodate him. It was very polite.

Gyomei’s favorite thing is family functions. Something about his Kiana and her family getting together brought him a sense of joy.

“Who this lil’ Asian boy?~” Kiana’s grandma would ask with a lifted brow.

“Nana, this is my husband and his name is Gyomei..” Kiana would respond - respectfully of course. She ain't wanna get slapped in the mouth. Gyomei could sense that this woman was the progenitor, and that title held much weight. Silence was his only option.

“Ooookayy!~ He cute! Tall too! Mhm, and strong! You hit the lottery with this one!! Back in my day he coulda been used to hoe an acre-long field!....” She continues, causing an apologetic Kiana to whisper ‘I’m so sorry, honey.’

Gyomei couldn’t forget the way he was brought to life by the scent of food alone in the mornings. He’d never smelled such a combination of things…

“What are those, love?” He’d ask curiously, mouth practically watering.

“I’ll feed it to you and let you figure it out~” Kiana would whisper - poorly.

“AWWWWWWWW!~”

Gyomei never knew that biscuits and gravy could go so well together, or fish and grits, or chicken and waffles, watermelon with salt or sugar. What a variety of odd combinations to make an amalgamation of wonderful flavors.

“You eat like this at home, Gyo?” Nana would ask, giving him his nth serving of whatever it was he was eating.

“Mm-mm.” He responds, steadily placing more food in his mouth with more grace than anyone else, struggling to keep his demeanor calm as he tries not to shovel food in his mouth like Kiana.

“Kiana! Start feedin’ that baby! He can’t live off scraps!” She scolds with her hands on her hips, brow furrowed and lips curled.

From that point on, every other Sunday, Gyomei would perk up - anticipating his return to a family that showed him hospitality on a level he thought comfortable and familial.

“It’s nice being invited to the cook-out, ain't it babe?

With a blush, Gyomei nods once. He understood that being invited to "The cookout" was more than just the bringing of good food. It was the integration of him into a family that wanted him there.

[outivv]

to other anon star rail revenue suffering compared to previous months is because they for some reason decided to put some of thee most skippable units(from fanbase perspective)back to back after firefly like jade only really shines in one game mode and that’s straight up not good enough for most people(unless you’re a desperate blade main because he’s suffering rn)especially when 1.x units can still clear in all modes fairly decently(well like..except blade LOL😭😭)

and she came right after firefly who probably made hsr closer to 120+~mil if we go by sensory towers method ie “we dont have access to android,pc and console revenue so we let you do calculations to see what the revenue earned this month MIGHT have looked like if we did have access to these”(another side note eek but gawd as someone who used to play hi3 i mourn the fact ff got a miles better kit than hofi kiana yknow the character hoyo openly calls their daughter😭)

Yunli while good is literally just clara but a slight bit better which while we dont know how much she made yet acheron and firefly very much so have affected how people will look at new dps because of just how broken they are so(the genshin equivalent of this would be neuvillette and mualani where shes maybe looking to be around top dps wise but shes not at his level so a decent amount of people automatically disregard her)

Jiaoqiu while not as bad as people made him out to be is still not a must grab either and is more than likely going to be skippable to meta slaves and the casual very limited amount jades players so already at a disadvantage esp with leakers constantly going “oh oh MAYBE sunday will be in 2.6 oh oh maybe he’ll be in 2.7🤭”so unless hardcore fans,people who roll for any man in the game because they are in a drought compared to 1.x days ,or just anyone who’s that desperate for a support clutch it star rail is going to drip back into its usual revenue unless they decide last minute to make feixiao broken or decide to roll out the red carpet for sunday sooner rather than later

(anways lol sorry tgis is so long i nerd out when it comes to these things)

Totally cool I love when people nerd out cause then it gives me an excuse to be a fucking nerd too BAHHAHAHA

Jade is genuinely garbage I am not even gonna lie. Her design isn’t that good, her character? Racist BAHAGAH, her kit? Bro she’s not even like sparkle where she’s like a terrible character but her kit is suuuuper good, she’s just like not very good all around, so that does make sense as to why she’s just… no one spent on her unless they were gooners tbh

Blade is suffering so bad… like omfg- I used to main blade and holy shit he just can’t. Like he cannot do the dmg he needs to unless you run him with jingliu imo because of how she takes hp away, and blade’s main dmg source is from his fua cause it’s an all hitting attack. Hope blade gets some kinda buff or something with a character like jingliu who takes hp away slowly but is actually a buffer- ooooo.

I think yunli is relatively good, I’ve seen my friend who’s got a very f2p build on her do like 1.5 mil with her, but that’s also cause of their own insane supports BAHAHAH. Idk what most meta players think of her, because personally I don’t care about the meta. Bitch I main Argenti and Boothill, I do NOT care about meta. But, yunli like you said- is still just slight better Clara, and I believe most people have Clara cause she was soooo big in early stage meta, so it’s like… why get yunli is Clara already does the job, unless you just like yunli which is fair cause she’s a cute character.

Jiaoqiu feels like… like like like- topaz kinda. Like I feel like he’ll be great later on, and while he has uses now- especially for buffing the FUCK out of Acheron, I feel like they’ll be like “look at this specific meta we’re making so now Jiaoqiu is more useful :3” cause he just feels so strange now, even if he’s quickly become one of my personal favs 😔

But most people are skipping him, I know I am- and I’m skipping him for feixiao cause from what I’ve seen of her she’s stupidly broken ☺️🫶

Like STUPIDLY broken; fuck- fucking imagine her with Robin? Stupid dmg, but we don’t know her scaling yet, she just looks actually abysmal AHAHAH especially when paired with Moze (who I’m hella excited for :3)

Sunday has been confirmed by leakers to likely not be in 2.6 or 2.7 and if he were to be in either patches (this is my opinion) it would be 2.7 I think, since either 2.7 or 2.8 will be likely the last patch of 2.x and then it’ll be 3.0 so even more reason for people to save, since 3.0 is pretty much right around the corner :P

[krawlernyannyan]

While my headspace is still fresh off HI3 Chapter 8:

For Personal Reasons, I've really been vibing with the idea of a casual life Kiana putting up with HOTV/Sirin as just an irritating haughty alter (albeit one that still has the void and illusion powers for fun and flavor).

I've spent a lot of brainpower fleshing out the concept over the last couple nights and the only reason you're not getting a mile of my usual rambling about it is because, as I head into Chapter 9 and beyond, I have the sinking suspicion something is going to make me regret this and/or give me more substantial material. So until I'm a little further into Part 1 I'm keeping them in the reserves to iron out.

Just know that I have at least five of the things in the tank already and - Fate willing - that's gonna be your problem eventually.

[chaos-vulpix]

I posted 176 times in 2022

That's 165 more posts than 2021!

4 posts created (2%)

172 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@favoriteginger

@toastedsmoreo

@weekend-whip

@nyanbinary-87

@finalstepsoffaith

I tagged 24 of my posts in 2022

#ninjago - 7 posts

#legacyverse - 7 posts

#aftershockshipping - 6 posts

#incorrect quotes - 2 posts

#oc: jesse marvell - 2 posts

#tommyinnit - 1 post

#oc: olivia omar - 1 post

#four-eyes - 1 post

#private puffer - 1 post

#oc: jamie myers - 1 post

Longest Tag: 91 characters

#tempted to make another playlist centered on this but i dunno if i've got the material lmao

My Top Posts in 2022:

#4

Aftershockshipping Playlist

After reading Chapter 40 of @weekend-whip‘s Born to Be a 21st Century Ninja, I... managed to talk myself into making a playlist for Aftershock (Cole x Jesse)... and Ren (weekend-whip) wanted to see it, so... here it is, I guess.

Just a heads up, I don’t normally share playlists, but I just needed to showcase the vibe these two together give me. It’s mostly inspired by the events of the chapter itself & what could’ve been logically playing during Tox’s set at Rockshot, but also just general vibes outside of that setting, though some may feel like they are from a specific perspective (like, you can feel which song is Cole or Jesse), or it is completely unrelated but meshed well into the vibes so I thought “screw it, throw it in”. I’m also thinking that this could be expanded on in future, but let’s keep it “small” for now.

So, in no particular but alphabetical order because I can’t curate effectively, enjoy:

Adore - Cashmere Cat ft. Ariana Grande

All For You - Rynx ft. Kiesza

Animal - Kesha

Atic - Astrid S

Audio - LSD (Labrinth, Sia & Diplo)

Beautiful Now - Zedd ft. Jon Bellion

Blue - Bad Computer

Boom Clap - Charli XCX

Break My Heart - Dua Lipa

Call You Mine - The Chainsmokers ft. Bebe Rexha

Chameleon - Mako & Elephante

Chasing Clouds - Bad Computer & Danyka Nadeau

Chasing Fire - Lauv

Chroma - Pixel Terror ft. EMELINE

Circles - Audien ft. Ruby Prophet

Daisy - Zedd ft. Julia Michaels

Dreamin’ - Seven Lions ft. Fiora

Eyes Off You - M-22 ft. Arlissa & Kiana Ledé

FANCY - TWICE

Fly - Bad Computer

Go Bang - PNAU

Gold - Koven

Goodness Gracious - Ellie Goulding

Hearts On Fire - Illenium & Dabin ft. Lights

I Don’t Do Drugs - Doja Cat ft. Ariana Grande

I Need Your Love - Calvin Harris ft. Ellie Goulding

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#3

Quick Legacyverse Headcanon: NEVER challenge Cole to a Just Dance competition.

That man will destroy you.

Oh? You thought you could throw him off with an Extreme routine that you recently just learned? He's already got Megastar on that.

Your only chance of surviving... is to just play the game with him on casual terms. He'll still dance circles around you, but you'll make out alive with your pride intact, I promise you.

15 notes - Posted November 27, 2022

#2

Incorrect Legacyverse Quotes

PART 1

Jesse: I need a moment with him.

Secret Ninja Force: Of course.

They leave

Jesse, leaning over Cole′s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead.

Cole: Yeah, no shit.

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Jesse: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait.

Cole: You and me!!!

Jesse, tearing up: Okay.

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Olivia: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.

Jesse: Olivia no.

Jamie: Mistlefoe.

Jesse: Please stop encouraging them.

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Jay: HELP! I TOLD NYA I’D COOK DINNER TONIGHT BUT I CAN’T COOK! 

Cole, pouring milk directly into the cereal bag: And you thought I could help?

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Olivia: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me. 

Puffer: Okay, but in my defence, Four-Eyes bet me 50 cents I couldn’t drink all that shampoo. 

Olivia: That’s not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?!

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Cole: I think we're missing something. 

Zane: Teamwork? 

Jay: Cohesion? 

Kai: A general sense of what we’re doing?

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Zane, about Kai: Apparently we’re getting someone new in the group.

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30 notes - Posted November 29, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Kai: How in the world did you two get into an accident?

Nya: Well, we were driving, and there was a deer in the road so I yelled “Jay, deer!”

Jesse: And?

Nya: Tell them what you answered

Jay: ...

Jay: ... ”yes, honey?”

Cole: [chokes on cake in laughter]

33 notes - Posted November 22, 2022

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[heather-ouo]

A Dream’s disguise ( alternative end )

Fu hua x HoC! Gender neutral! Reader

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“ Khalique you're up!”

“ What? ”

Khalique pokes her head out from the kitchen, a small figure turns around holding out a glowing light blue page at the white haired girl which she immediately understands.

She walks out of the kitchen and grabs the paper from ?, checking the paper she realized it was from the last timeline.

“ Really? ”

“ Yup, mind giving it a little change? ”

“ Just… this time. ”

Khalique changes her body back to the ghostly state, summoning out a portal she jumps in.

“ Imaginary, can you transfer me to the dream's disguise timeline? Like right after she tries to crush the core? ”

The tree didn’t respond or it never did, it just sucked her into the timeline Khalique wants to be in.

. . .

 . . 

  .

“ Ha…. Ha…”

Same dream, same fight, she was lost to Fu Hua again intentionally, right before The phoenix grabbed her core she said out the same line but different.

“ Heh… you know if.. you crush my core… (y/n) will die with me. ”

This time, The phoenix stopped but her hand was still hovering over the core.

“ Make it quick. ”

“ (y/n)’s body is not fully theirs, the body is supported by the Herrscher core… the same one which now you are about to crush. ”

Taking the chances while Fu Hua is still sinking in the information, Khalique quickly chains her against the floor.

“ !!..”

“ You trickster.. ”

“ I wouldn’t say the same~ ”

The ghostly figure gets up from the ground watching the phoenix struggles with the chains, now it is the waiting game and trapping someone.

  . 

 . .

. . .

This time the scene at the battlefield is quite different due to the none-crushing-core end, massive chains have wrapped itself around The End, Multiple cracks sounds followed with new chains replacing the cracked ones.

“ I win.. Kiana.. ”

The end.. or you should say Kiana the end, she didn’t reply instead is trying to break the chains that’s limiting her.

“ You.. are not Khalique… this is her power . . . Who are you?!”

“ ..I borrowed her body…? ”

“ Khalique.. won’t like this.. ”

“ Apparently I agreed to that idea. ”

A ghostly figure joins in.

“ Even a herrscher needs a break here and there Kiana. ” 

“ But.. ”

“ I agreed on that, plus it is fun to watch their journey. ”

Khalique waves her hand and the chains break into cubes floating around the duo.

“ Admit your defeat Kiana in many of this timeline there’s some ending where humanity won against you. ”

“ l see.. What about our god? ”

“ Oh Father? Just tell him I'm taking a break from his crazy-honkai-related-plan. ”

( Translation: IM FIXING THE TIMELINE YOU FUCKED UP DAD )

“ Honkai has a gender? ”

“ Nah i just called him Father and he accepted it. ”

In reality Khalique called Honkai Mother before father and annoyed the hell out of Honkai who decided to let Khalique call them Father.

  . 

 . .

. . .

( gonna skip to the wedding since the main thing is done (kind of) )

“ ‘The savior of humanity and Jingwei’s wedding’ huh? ”

Khalique smirked at you who’s in a dress/suit, embarrassed you turned your head to the opposite side.

Anyway you didn’t expect they would make this big of a wedding. Moreover Khalique will represent the priest.

The wedding’s decorations are finished ahead of time thanks to Khalique who just makes everything out of honkai with a casual face as if she did this before, the music is on, guests here and there.

Yet you are panicking in the dressing room while the person who’s responsible for putting your slight makeup on just stands there and watches you walking back and forth.

“ Do I look good??? Nooo! What if I accidentally trip by the carpet while walking?! ”

“ (Y/n)~ are you re- ”

*BAM!*

Apparently you slam the door the moment it opens and now we have a hurt Khalique who’s holding her face on the floor and a panicking (h/c).

“ Auhhhh…Fuhak hehhh! ”

( Translation: ahhh…ducking hell! )

“ Do i…. Call the ambulance..? ”

“ NH! WH HAUH A WEHDING GUHING ON! ”

( no! We have a wedding going on! ” )

Soo after that short accident in the dressing room the wedding went on without a accident.

“ Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man/woman and this woman in holy matrimony. ”

“ Fu Hua, do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in holy matrimony, to love them, to honor them, to comfort them, and to keep them in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

“ I do. ”

“ (y/n) , do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in (holy) matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

“ I-l do. ”

Then follows with nothing.

“ you know what? I'm tired of saying the same full line for every Kaslanas’s wedding and now yours? ”

“ JUST SAY THE LINE! ”

A person yelled.

“ You may kiss the bride! ”

Then you are suddenly pulled over by Fu Hua.

*Clap clap!*

Khalique quickly walks away from the crowds of people who begin to swarm around the new marriage couple, she holds out the glowing light blue paper which it breaks to cubes and disappears.

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REWRITE ENDING STATE : COMPLETE

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There you all go :)

Don’t sus me saying i copy and paste the wedding line from internet.

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[tchallasbabymama]

Potential Breakup Fic

Yes, this is inspired by the re-release of the classic “Potential Breakup Song” by legends Aly & AJ. Check out the rest of my Masterlist HERE. Enjoy!

Word count: 2223

CW: Niggas aint shit. Kiana sat on her couch and tried not to cry into her glass of merlot. She took off her heels and got up to unzip her dress and take off her bra since she knew she wouldn’t be going anywhere tonight. She checked her phone again and was met with an empty screen. No notifications, no missed calls. She threw her phone down in anger, and was thankful when she noticed the screen didn’t crack.

“I can't believe this nigga.”

She looked at the clock and shook her head. It was 12:07am, and her 25th birthday was officially over without so much as a word from her boyfriend. Just last night he had told her to be ready by 7, and she hadn't heard from him since.

They had been together, on and off, for three years. They met their junior year at Howard, but didn’t hit it off right away. He was too slick for her liking, but over time he eventually weaseled his way into her heart. His smile lit up the whole room and his big brown eyes could seduce anyone just like that. And he did, constantly. T’Challa was a huge flirt, and it was cute when they were still single and just getting to know each other, but even now T’Challa turns his charm on for every pretty face he sees. Kiana had brought it up to him many times, letting him know how disrespected she felt. He would always say the same thing.

“But entle, I’m just being nice. You know I only have eyes for you.”

She did know that once, but that ended about a year and a half ago when she was casually scrolling through twitter on his phone and caught him cheating.

“T’Challa!”

“Yes, my love?”

“What the fuck is this?!”

“Why are you on my phone?!”

“Don't fucking raise your voice at me, I’m not in the wrong here. I saw a funny tweet and started scrolling when YOU got a text from some bitch named Jasmine talking bout ‘I miss you daddy’ and sending you pictures of her pussy. Care to explain?”

He reached for the phone and she pulled it away from him.

“Nah-uh, talk.”

He sighed in exasperation. 

“If you give me the phone I can explain, sithan-”

“Don’t you fucking ‘sweetheart’ me, answer the goddamn question. How long, T’Challa?!”

“Just once. Eh, one and a half maybe-”

He was interrupted by a throw pillow to the head.

“How the fuck do you halfway cheat nigga?!”

“She just gave me head the first ti-”

“That’s still cheating!”

“Will you lower your voice? You have neighbors.”

“Fuck! Them! Did you even use a condom?”

“Yes, Kiana I’m not-”

“Stupid? You’re not stupid?” Kiana laughed. “Get the fuck out of my apartment.”

“My love, I-”

“Oh now I’m your love? Where the fuck was that energy when you were balls deep in this other bitch?!”

T’Challa stood there dumbstruck. He had never seen Kiana get this angry and didn’t know what to say. He knew he was wrong when he did it, but seeing the tears streaming down her face made him truly regret what he’d done. She had been so busy with school and work that she barely had time for him anymore. He had needs and just so happened to stumble upon someone more than willing to fulfil them. 

He cursed himself for not locking his phone or at the very least, turning it over. 

“How many, T’Challa...” Kiana sniffled.

“I told you, it was only twice-”

“How many women?!”

He froze, not knowing if he should mention Lisa since that was so much earlier in their relationship.

“Oh my god...oh my god...oh my- are you fucking serious?! I-I have to...I have to go get tested, I-”

“Kia-”

“What?!”

She looked at him with such fierceness that he shrunk under her gaze.

“I-I am sorry, I didn’t do it to hurt you, I was-”

He was stopped by a heavy-handed slap across his cheek that nearly knocked him over.

“Get the fuck out.” She said, barely above a whisper.

Six months later they ran into each other in the grocery store and decided to catch up over a cup of coffee. Kiana had healed and moved on, but T’Challa was still stuck on her. They had spent almost two good years together before he ruined what they had, and he just couldn’t let it go. He loved her, and he was determined to make it work this time.

Or so he really, truly thought before he met Marci...and Tanisha...

T’Challa knew he wasn’t a one-woman man, but he just couldn’t let Kiana go. His dalliances were never serious, just enough to scratch his constant itching. Sometimes they were a one-time thing, but others stuck around if they were good enough and knew how to be discreet. No matter what though, he always came back home to Kiana because despite his trash behavior, he really did love her in his own toxic way.

However, he didn’t love her enough to double check his calendar before leaving work on her birthday, or any day leading up to it. He had forgotten what day it was, and when he told Kiana to be ready at 7 he just meant for a regular date night. 

It had been a long day at the Wakandan Embassy and Kiana’s Prince Charming needed a drink more than anything. He stopped at the first bar he came across that looked halfway decent. T’Challa walked up to the bar and caught the eye of the beautiful barkeep.

“Hiya, what can I do for you?”

T’Challa smiled his panty-dropping smile and she smiled back, revealing her perfect, white teeth. There was nothing he loved more than a pretty smile.

“Well, miss…”

“Tanisha,” she responded while using both arms to mix a shaker full of liquid courage and ice. His eyes avoided her chest, slyly watching in the periphery only. 

“Well, Miss Tanisha, I had a horrible day at work and I am in need of a whiskey on the rocks. Preferably Jack, but truly anything will do.”

“We all have those days honey. Here’s a double on the house,” she said as she slid the drink to him across the bar top with a wink.

T’Challa licked his lips and lifted his glass to her before taking a sip of the warm amber liquid. He let out a sigh and his day seemed to melt away. 

Tanisha kept coming back to check on him and they would chat when the crowd died down. T’Challa was on his third double when she came over with a plate of wings.

“You’re an angel.” He dug into the wings and made a complete mess on his shirt, so he went to the bathroom to try to wash the stain out. On his way back to the bar he noticed a very tall and sweaty man leaning over the bar trying to talk to Tanisha. From what he could see, she wasn’t feeling the conversation, but he kept approaching her anyway. When T’Challa returned to his seat she immediately gravitated towards him. This angered Mr. Tall and Sweaty, who drunkenly attempted to punch T’Challa in the face. T’Challa dodged the lazy punch and knocked him out cold with one hit. Security saw the whole thing go down, and removed Tall and Sweaty from the building once he came to. 

“What you got planned for the night, handsome?”

“Nothing at all, why do you ask?”

“I get off at 9, wanna hang out?”

“Absolutely.”

“Good, now here’s a water.”

“Thank you, angel.”

By 10pm he was already halfway inside her, and when his phone started vibrating he was too wrapped up in her to think anything of it. Without looking he quieted the annoying sound and turned the phone off so he could focus on the task at hand.

Two and a half hours later, T’Challa was creeping out of Tanisha’s bed right as Kiana was sliding into hers. She had washed off all her makeup, but she didn’t have the emotional energy to tie up her hair. Normally she would wear one of T’Challa’s t-shirts, but she was too angry with him so she slept in a cute nighty she never wore. She admired herself in the mirror for half a second before bursting into tears and pulling the covers up to her head. She tried to stop crying, but the tears kept coming and she eventually gave herself a headache. How could he miss her birthday?

Kiana got up and threw on her plush maroon robe before she padded to the bathroom to grab some Advil. On the way she noticed her phone getting multiple notifications, the first of which was from her best friend Bebe.

“Have u seen this?! Sis, I’m so sorry. When we slashing his tires? Just 3 tho, this nigga needs to pay $$$.”

“What the fuck is she talking about?”

Kiana clicked the link and saw that it was Bebe’s cousin Darrell’s Instagram Story. Apparently there was a fight at the bar where he was celebrating a coworker’s promotion and he had filmed it for all of Instagram to see. Kayla stared at her phone in shock. There was her aint-shit boyfriend at a goddamn bar on her fucking birthday. She watched him punch a guy in the face on her birthday. At a bar. Without her.

She thought the kicker came when she saw him turn around and flirt with the bartender, but the story after that just about killed her. There he was, leading her out the back door with his hand too far down on her lower back to be simply platonic. Even the caption read “Ooooh someone’s about to get some ‘thank you’ pussy. That damsel in distress pussy hit different!”

Kiana saw red and almost cracked her phone for a second time tonight. 

She grabbed the remaining merlot and downed it before throwing the bottle at the picture of them on the fridge. She watched the glass shatter and cut their faces while the trace bit of deep red wine seeped down the picture like blood. She wanted to trash the whole place, but remembered she would have to clean it later. Kiana started to hyperventilate and felt like she needed to get some air when she heard the lock turn.

“Kiki, what are you doin- are you ok? What happened here?”

Kiana ignored him as she walked towards where she threw her phone, silently pulling up the story and handing it to him. She watched his face go from confused, to shocked, to fearful. No regret, though. 

“Ki-”

“Give me your key.”

“Kiana, please let me-”

“The key. Now,” she said with her voice completely devoid of any emotion.

T’Challa assumed she would be angry and yell or throw things, but this quiet storm terrified him. To him, it felt like she didn’t even care anymore. He was right.

He slowly reached his hand out and she snatched the key ring, removing hers and tossing the rest back to him.

“I’ll have your stuff packed by the morning. It’ll be outside my door by 8am. If it’s still there when I get back from work it’s going in the trash.”

T’Challa couldn’t bear the coldness in her voice. Tears rolled down his face and his knees buckled.

“Kiana, please. I can explain, I didn-”

“I don't give a fuck what you did or didnt do. You know why?”

“W-why?”

“Because it was my birthday, T’Challa. MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY and YOU forgot it. Not only did you forget it, my gift was you fucking some other bitch and leaving me lonely yet again. So no, I don't care if you fucked her or not even though I know your sorry ass did. I know she’s probably not the only one because I saw how easily you slid on in there in that video. You were way too comfortable, so I don't even want to ask you how many because it doesnt fucking matter anymore. Now you can stick your dick in every fine ass Black girl you see without remorse, oh wait...you were already doing that. So fuck you, get out my apartment before I call my brothers.”

“Kiana…”

“5, 4, 3,...” Kiana counted as she dialed her eldest brother Trey’s number, ignoring T'Challa's pathetic excuses. “2, 1… Hey Trey, I’m sorry did I wake you up?...Yeah I have a situat- oh look at that, his bitch ass is leaving-”

“I am sorry, Kiana,” T’Challa said one last time before she slammed the door in his face. He could hear her on the other side of the door explaining the situation to her brother, and when she started to cry it finally hit him. Her wails broke his spirit and more tears fell from his eyes. 

He knew Trey would be over soon to comfort his baby sister and he needed to get the hell out of dodge, so T’Challa left Kiana’s apartment and never came back. Not even for his things, which turned out to be the best thing for Kiana because she and her girls got to burn it all up in Trey’s backyard fire pit and finally release that toxic man from her life.

[milaswriting]

Hello, darling! Scenarios you say... Okay mc proposing to ros on christmas 😏 like give them small box that look like ordinary present box but there ring inside

(Did I swoon at someone calling me darling? ... Yes, yes I did! 🥰)

Athalia/Asher: I feel like A would like the subtle “here’s a box with your Christmas present in it” type proposal, it’s very low key, not much of a fuss and they’d still be surprised by it. They’d probably take the box in their hand, mess around with it, catch it and then open the box and they’d see this amazing ring. Their eyes would flicker up to the MC and the MC would say “I had to keep it super casual because.. well, it’s you - so you can just give me a yes or no,” I think this is a moment where A would choke up a bit, their mouth would go dry and there’s blush on their cheeks and they’d just nod - very emotional A is very rare and only the MC can get it out of them

Blaire/Blaze: B would think it’s a normal ring!! They love jewellery so much so it’s all just super pretty to them so they open the box and say “aw, I love it,” and the MC would go “aannnddd...?” And B would probably say “And I’ll wear it all the time,” and the MC would shake their head because they’re getting more nervous and flustered by the second and they’d eventually say “it’s an engagement ring, B. I’m proposing,” and B would blink a few times, look down at the ring and then back at the MC and go “oh,” which doesn’t do great for the MC’s anxiety. “Oh?” And B would shake their head and say “not oh, I mean, yes - a thousand yeses but..” and then B would saunter over to the MC a bit worried themselves and say “- are you sure you want to marry an insecure werewolf,” and this is probably a turning point for B because the MC would say “you’re more than your insecurities and much more than just a werewolf,”

Kiana/Kaidan: I think K would have an idea at what’s in the box, but they just wouldn’t believe it - so when they actually do open it they clench their teeth, this weird feeling tingles and crawls over their skin and K knows what it is now. They’ve been around the MC too long, with the MC too long - they know it’s only the MC that gets them feeling like that. “It’s a proposal, K,” “Yeah. I-,” and K wouldn’t know what to say, they’d just look at the gleaming ring and think ‘how the actual fuck did I get so lucky?’ And then I think K would give the MC an answer by kissing them full on the mouth and mumbling “and to think there was a time I denied my love for you,”

Phoebe/Phoenix: The ring the MC gets for P is going to be pretty elegant but simple at the same time, and the MC would wake up and give it to P straight away - like they’d still be in bed and stuff, P’s hair would still be a mess but still look good and then the MC would place the box in their hand and P would say “what if I want you to open your presents first?” “we do that every year, you deserve to open one first this year,” and P would smile tiredly and then open the small box, their blue eyes would flit over the ring and then they’d realise what it is. “Is this a-,” “yes. do you like it?” The MC would ask before a flurry of questions. “do you think it’s the right size? I can totally change it if you want? I should probably ask the important question of whether you’re going to say no or-“ and then P would smile, gently grabbing the MC’s face to give them a passionate kiss on the lips before saying “how I could I ever think of saying no?”

Thank you for your ask, babyyy 💛

~ xXx

[tj290]

I wake to the sound of rain. I look out my window then slowly slip out of bed. I feel the cold wood floor on my warm feet as I walk to the kitchen to make myself a coffee before I head to the bookstore down the street. I finish my coffee then get dressed into a pear of light wash Mum jeans and funky colour sweater. I brush out my freshly washed orange hair, slip on my doc martens, grab my tote bag and head out the door.

I walk on the wet concrete listening to the fall leaves rustle gently in the wind. I get to the bookstore and try to find my phone in my tote bag I finally look up at the cashier my eyes light up she gives me a gentle smile and I smile back, she’s the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen I try to act normal so I awkwardly laugh then ask what book I’m looking for she shows me to the book and picks it up then hands it to me I slowly take it from her and we both look up at each other looking in her dark brown eyes we both smile and I say “thank you”we both walk to the counter so I can check out.

I walk out of the bookstore feeling amazing. I danced my whole way home. The whole day goes by and I can’t get her out of my mind. Night falls and I eventually fall asleep.

I wake up at the same time and get dressed into some casual clothes, grab my tote bag, slip my shoes on and walk out of the door full of excitement hoping the girl from yesterday is there again. I made it to the bookstore out of breath. I basically ran. I was so excited but there was someone different at the counter. All that excitement falls. I'm devastated but then I see her emerge from one of the isles. I let out a sigh of relief and all that excitement flows back in. I walk into another isle and she follows me she asks if I need any help I said I’m okay she starts to walk but I say “wait” she turns and looks at me “do you want to go get coffee sometime” she smiles and says

“sure” I’ve never felt so good in my life

“how about after my shift you can wait here if you want I’ll only be 15?” She says

“sounds great also I didn’t catch your name”

“kiana.. kiana Madeira”

“Tayla Jones,” I replied. I go and sit on one of the reading chairs and wait for kiana to finish.

We walk out together “so you like reading?” Kiana asked

“Yeah I do! I actually write as well what about you” I reply

“I’m actually an English major at forsbree university”

“That’s amazing!” I say in astonishment. We make it to the cafe and take a seat. We order our coffee. We talked for almost 2 hours. It felt so effortless. We finish up and I ask her if she’d like to come back to my place. She agreed so we laughed and talked the whole way home. It was so easy to talk to her. We make it home and sit on the couch. We continued to talk and I stopped and said “you’re so pretty” she smiled and leaned in to kiss me. I kiss her back. It's like I saw sparks, something I’ve never felt before. We finish kissing and I snuggle up to her. We turn the tv on and we fall asleep.

The morning came and I looked beside me and Kiana was gone. Confused, I walked into the kitchen to see her making us coffee. I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist and hug her. She turns around and I move her dark curly hair off of her face and kiss her ever so gently. She continues to make coffee and I sit on the couch as Kiana brings me the coffee. We snuggle up together and turn the tv on for a while.

I turn on some music and grab kiana's hand pulling her off the couch I start dancing and kiana laughs she joins me and we both dance and sing around the living room. I feel so free and comfortable around Kiana, I said “we should go get some food”

“Definitely I’m starving,” Kiana exclaimed. We headed down to a restaurant dancing on the sidewalk the whole way there. We make it there and thump down onto the chairs. We laugh out loud while people stare at us. We order food and quickly eat as we haven’t eaten all day. We finish up and walk out. “Look there’s someone playing the guitar it’s my favourite song” kiana says

“Let’s go dance!” I say

“No no I can’t look how many people” kiana denied

So I grab her hand and start dancing. We both laugh hysterically while people watch us then I grab kiana's face and kiss her we make out right in front everyone. We finish then run away laughing on our way home. Once we get home we kick of our shoes and lie on the bed

“What a day” I say out of breath

“What a day” Kiana repeats, looking at me and smiling. We continue to make out things get heated and one thing leads to another. it was amazing I knew kiana was the one as soon as I saw her you could say love at first sight. We finally fell asleep as we had a big day.

Morning comes, and Kiana wakes me by running her fingers through my slightly tangled hair. I look at her and smile. I put my hand on her jaw and rub her soft face. “I have to go to work,” Kiana says with a frown. I frown at her, sad that she has to leave since we had so much fun. She stands and kisses me on the forehead. I grab her hand as she walks off and kiss her on the lips. She smiles and walks away.

Weeks later

“Kiana I was thinking…”

“What’s up”

“I was thinking.. um do you want to move in” I said with a gentle smile

“I thought you’d never ask” kiana replied

[yasmijn]

My biggest fear is to become a nuisance in a person’s life. It’s one of the main reasons why I often distance myself from new people. I do not want to annoy them. This is also my mindset when I started meeting all other international students in my class. My goal was to maintain a professional, in-class relationships. Because I’m not sure if they want to be friends with me. I do not invite them over for meals, as how I always do with my close Indonesian friends, because I’m afraid that they either won’t come, they’d come out of courtesy, or they’d come but they wouldn’t enjoy my being a host. I am a terribly self-conscious person. 

I didn’t even say proper goodbyes to most of my group mates, inviting over for farewell dinner or anything, because I’m not sure if my leaving them is a significant moment worthy of their time. (Although Artur came over to station and gave me his keychain as a parting gift). I don’t understand where my deeply-rooted fear of being unwanted came from, but it’s one thing that I’m struggling with the most. I would rarely become the one to open up unless I feel completely safe and comfortable around a person. I avoid rejection by avoiding connections. I neatly pick a handful of people in the beginning of new chapters in my life; the ones I feel like I could be more comfortable around with and that’s it. They are enough. 

It took me a very long time to loosen myself around Diego, my Italian-Venezuelan friend. We eventually became very good friends that talk about anything and it was because he did most of the work. Every time we talk, in class or outside of classroom, I’m on full alert mode. What does he want to talk with me? How should I respond? What should I say? I should sound smart, and witty - he might generalize the entire population of Indonesians based on his impression of me. I know. I always overthink. It’s nauseating and it was tiring. I was never the one who reached out to him first, and it’s simply because I thought I wouldn’t be worthy of a person’s time. He was the one who sent me messages, sent me Youtube videos, invited me over for lunches, and dinners, and afternoon walks. I don’t think it was until my final months in Delft that I began to feel more comfortable around him. (Still doesn’t come close to the level of comfort I feel when I’m around Prinka or Wida).

Any step towards casual connection with strangers made me tense. The first time Bhavana invited me and Ginta over to her apartment to work on our Responsible Innovation assignment, and she made us Indian dishes. When Artur asked me to study together for Economics Foundation. When I came over to Diego’s place and all of his housemates plus his cousin were present. When Artur invited the class to his place to celebrate his birthday and I just made up excuses because I don’t want to be there. When Kiana and Sali invited me to hang out outside of our student ambassador duties. When Zenlin said that she has something to give me and she bought me coffee. I kept on asking this to myself: “Are they sure?” 

I liken myself to a clam that shuts itself most of the time. Or a centipede that curls itself when somebody touches its skin. Or a hermit crab or a snail that pulls itself quickly into its shell. It’s safer. It consumes less energy. It’s how I guard myself.

[alwayssaywhatever]

I made a playlist for my fanfic

Art by my friend Ferbiie. She’s amazing and did this as a surprise and she’s incredibly talented. So go follow her tumblr, her account on Insta for drawings: littlesweetdrawings and read her fanfics at A03.

So, some of you know that I‘m writing Mystic Messenger Fanfic. I just decided to create a playlist to my wip, Wine and Cigarettes, a JuminxZen Fanfic.

There’s a few songs per chapter, and I decided to post the list here with a few notes about each of them. 

There are spoilers for the chapters on the song’s choices and explanation. I suggest you go read first and then come back here.

1- Underneath The Mistletoe

A Lovely Night - La La Land Soundtrack (The hate-love dynamics in the beginning of their relationship and the RFA being on a lovely Christmas Night).

Gorgeous - Taylor Swift (Jumin feeling conflicted about Zen)

Daddy Issues - The Neighbourhood (I think the lyrics say everything, they are lonely, ygot issues.)

Nervous - Shawn Mendes (“You make me nervous and piss me off”)

Underneath the Mistletoe - Sia (I found this one today and found cute and it’s the name of the chapter)

2- Silence and Anxiety

Toxic - Britney Spears (Zen still wondering what happened on their first kiss)

Troublemaker - Olly Murs ft. Flo Rida (Zen knowing that JUmin could be trouble)

His Status is… Preferred - Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Cast (I love this show CEG and decided to put some fun songs in the middle of this playlist and the lyrics describe Jumin well from Zen’s pov)

broken - lovelytheband (I add this one on the list after reading this fic “Trust fund party” link: https://bit.ly/3iQtXis)

Into You - Ariana Grande (Zen wondering if he should make a move before the second kiss)

3- French Cuisine

Crush - Tessa Violet (I love her music and this album, the fluff, thinking about each other)

I Like (the idea of) You - Tessa Violet (more fluff, the texting each other)

Do I Wanna Know? - Arctic Monkeys (Even if they already kissed each other twice, there’s the question if the other feels the same way, the same intensity)

I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys (The end of the dinner)

Animal - Chase Holfelder (it’s a cover from Neon Trees and I like the slowed down version, it gets sexier)

4- Birthday Date

I Really Like You - Carly Rae Jepsen (few weeks of dating, the beginning of liking someone)

Absolutely Smitten - dodie (same from the one before)

Dive - Ed Sheeran (the fear of falling fast and too intensely for someone, wanting to make sure the other feels the same)

Talk Too Much - COIN (I love this one and thought it was too cute)

5- Confessions and Fried Chicken

Make Me Like You - Gwen Stefani (the whole panic before saying “I Love You”)

Stupid Love - Lady Gaga (fine, I love you, so what?)

Shut Up and Dance - WALK THE MOON (Zen basically saying this song before they dance together)

Baby I’m Yours - Barbara Lewis (the song that appears at the chapter, it speaks for itself)

6- The Storm After the Calm

You Deserve Better - James Arthur (Jumin thinking about leaving Zen, insecurities and fear)

Just Give Me a Reason - P!nk ft. Nate Ruess (Zen asking what’s wrong and why they are breaking up. P!nk’s lines are Jumin and Nate’s lines are Zen)

Before You Go - Lewis Capaldi (Zen asking if there was something he could do to stop the break up)

ok on your own - mxmtoon ft. Carly Rae Jepsen (the whole lyrics it’s a mix between their feelings)

7- Broken Promises

We don’t talk Anymore - Charlie Puth ft. Selena Gomez (“Every now and then I think you might want me to come show up at your door, but I'm just too afraid that I'll be wrong”)

I Was an Island - John-Allison Weiss (Zen’s pov for the lyrics)

Words Ain’t Enough - Tessa Violet (Jumin made promises with words, but his actions proved them otherwise. They broke up saying that they still loved each other)

Death By A Thousand Cuts - Taylor Swift (Zen again: “'Cause saying goodbye is death by a thousand cuts; flashbacks waking me up; I get drunk, but it's not enough”)

EX - Kiana Ledé (More Zen: “Just 'cause it's different and we're not the same; Doesn't mean things have to change; I got no trouble with my pride, got trouble cutting ties”)

8- RFA’s New Members

dream of you - mxmtoon (I love her music and had to have her here too and it’s sad. The lyrics really mean everything)

i miss you - mxmtoon (the lyrics also say everything on this one)

Dress - Taylor Swift (“Our secret moments in your crowded room; They've got no idea about me and you”)

I Won’t Give Up - Jason Mraz (Zen still has hopes, so he joins the RFA)

9- A Night of Regrets

Maniac - Conan Gray (pretty much the fight from the chapter)

Walls Could Talk - Halsey (The fight gain)

Horny Angry Tango - Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Cast (the sexual tension of the fight)

We Should Definetly Not Have Sex Right Now - Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Cast (the title and the lyrics are pretty straight forward)

MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT - Monsta X (this happens after this chapter and before the next chapter. It’s not healthy, but continue to hook up)

Circles - Post Malone (the same bas from the last song, but this time Zen believes he has to put an end to all of this)

10- The Consequences To Their Actions

Never Really Over - Katy Perry (Zen thinking about the bad cycle of their hookups, but also still having feelings for Jumin)

Strangers - Halsey ft. Lauren Jauregui (Halsey lines are Zen and Lauren’s lines are Jumin)

Getaway Car - Taylor Swift (Jumin talking about their relationship was doomed from the beginning)

Mercy - Shawn Mendes (Zen demanding explanations about them, if they have a future)

Say Something - A Great Big World ft. Christina Aguilera (Zen pleading for answers)

Please Don’t Leave Me - P!nk (Jumin not wanting Zen to leave)

It Was a Shit Show - Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Cast (Zen admitting that their relationship was flawed and it should be over)

11- Comfort in an Unexpected Place

Perfect Illusion - Lady Gaga (Zen being mad about their second time was not feeling and just something casual)

Truth Hurts - Lizzo (Zen complaining to Seven)

Good as Hell - Lizzo (Seven giving advice to Zen)

Kill This Love - BLACKPINK (feeling empowered after deciding not to cry about his ex anymore. “His love is my favorite; But you plus me; Sadly can be dangerous”)

We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together - Taylor Swift (putting the final stone and saying it’s over forever)

12- Kind Eyes and Good Advice

Strawberries and Cigarettes - Troye Sivan (the song that inspired the title of the fic. I could be the two singing, but Jumin is thinking about: “strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you”)

Someone You Loved - Lewis Capaldi (Jumin is all the lyrics, but this one really hurts: “I guess I kinda liked the way you numbed all the pain”)

Falling - Harry Styles (Jumin drinking and blaming himself. “And I get the feelin' that you'll never need me again”)

Ex - Stray Kids (the moment I heard this song I thought about Jumin singing this. The MV on youtube has the lyrics in English ;])

13- When a Door Closes…

i hate u, i love u - gnash ft. Olivia O’Brien (this chapter it’s more about the characters and Rika, but it’s also the first time in six months that the two saw each other and I love this song so much)

14- …Someone Breaks Through a Window

Strange Love - Halsey (RFA wondering why the two fight so much and Zen reflects about their past)

When I Was Your Man - Bruno Mars (Jumin thinking about the things he could’ve done better)

Talking to the Moon - Bruno Mars (Zen thinking about the two of them after all this time)

Somebody That I Used to Know - Gotye ft. Kimbra (they being annoyed at the the other, their fights and bickerings on the chat rooms)

I will reblog this post when I add more songs to the playlist. I’ve already updates chapters 15 and 16 but I still didn’t know wich songs to add, so this is it for now.

There is a tag for the fic and I’ll update everything there as well. 

I hope you enjoyed this journey into my mind. This songs helped me write and maybe I’ll have some drawing to complete this whole work.

[shaekingshitup]

Stay Grounded (Grindin Pt 2)

A/N: Writing this was a battle but I learned some things so it’s cool. Definitely don’t plan on anymore stories with these two. I don’t think I like Reader Inserts rn. But hey, he came back! If I told you I’d tag you and I didn’t I’m sorry. Idk a good method of actually keeping a taglist yet. D: This has been chillin in my drafts. Hopefully, you like it. Honestly, just thanks for reading! 💕

Word Count: 3.8k-ish but I swear it feels like 500 plot wise

Part 1

“Thanks Paul. I’ll see you next week,” you said as you placed one of your favorite regular’s drink on the counter.

“Bye Y/N” he called out on his way towards the exit. You checked in with your staff to make sure that they were doing okay. You weren’t an overbearing owner. You trained employees whom were competent and that you trusted to carry on your business when you weren’t there. But, you did your best to make yourself available to stop in when you knew your crew would be busiest. Plus, Grindin was your baby. You could never stay away for too long.

GRINDIN chimed out as another patron came in. You looked up to greet whomever it was with a smile.

“Michaela! Hey girl. Long time no see.” you greeted

“I know. I was honeymooning with my baaa-by,” she sang moving her goddess braids so that they were behind her back and making sure her diamond ring was on full display.

“YAS! Girl, I am so happy for you and Jon. I hope you two had a wonderful time. I see you over there Mrs. Kirk. Are you getting your usual today?” you asked.

“Girl, you don’t know the HALF of it. My boss paid for da baby and me to go on an all expenses trip to Bahamas,” you widened your eyes at this. You can’t even remember your last real vacation.  “Originally we were just going to spend a weekend away in San Diego. But, he surprised us with a week long paid vacation to the one place Jon and I truly wanted to visit. I can’t quit smiling.” she sighed with one of the brightest smiles you’d ever seen on someone. You couldn’t help but smile back. “But anywho, I’m not here for the usual actually. My boss just got back to the country from some away business as well and I guess his time away switched up his tastebuds. He’s going to take a large Brew Thang and I’ll stick with my usual small, hot Bad n Brewjie with whipped cream.”

“Absolutely girl. Comin’ right up,” Michaela handed over the business card to pay and afterwards you transitioned over to the bar to start on the drinks.It was clear that Michaela had more to say. You could see it in her body language that she was holding on to something that she needed to spill.

“Somethin’ on your mind sis? Gone ahead and spit it out.” you assured her.

“What’re you doing tonight?” she asked out of the blue.

“I’ve got a lil date tonight. Why do you ask?”

“Wait. Sis, you got a nigga?” Michaela whispered quite loudly as she raised her left eyebrow. That got you a few glances from some people working at the countertop. You were certain that the one with headphones in had heard her loud ass too. She could be really nosey sometimes but you still appreciated her presence and her business whenever she stopped in.

“Hahaha. Not at the moment.  It’s a date with myself because I deserve to eat well and be treated right -even if I’m the only one treating. Why? What’s happening tonight?” you asked trying not to reveal too much of your intrigue. Sure you had plans but if the offer was right, you could bend em.

“ Okay. So, my boss actually asked me to invite you to dinner tonight at The Liftoff because-“

“The Liftoff? Wait, who the hell is your boss? fucking President Barack Obama?” you damn near yelped as you stared at her with your eyebrows reaching the ceiling. In order to get into The Liftoff you had to have money. Not just a lil cheddar. But BIG BANK! More than that you had to have clout.  If you didn’t have someone invite you, you were never getting in. Many people hadn’t even heard of it- you happened to have a few wealthy and loyal customers stop in every now and then and had overheard them discussing it once.

“His name is Erik. I’m not sure if you remember him but I guess he was in here a few weeks ago,”

2 weeks and 3 days ago sis. But hey, who’s counting? You thought.

“That was when I was out for my wedding. I guess it was a good thing too.”

Aloud, you feigned delayed recognition “Oh yeaahhh. Yeah, I remember him stopping in”

“He was planning on picking you up tonight at six to go to dinner and finish up where y’all left off..” she trailed and left the floor for you. She was not so subtly implying that you two had started something and she was all ears.

“Well, sis. You can let Mr. Erik know that I’m unavailable for the evening. And if he wants to see me, Imma need him to come in here and ask me himself,” you said placing both drinks on the countertop.

“You playing hard to get sis?” she countered.

“I’m not playing anything. I have standards and I know my worth through and through. If he can’t come ask me face to face himself, then the answer will forever be no.”  

Michaela was shocked by your response but managed to get out “I’ll be certain to relay the message.” As she made her exit, she turned back to you. “I respect you sis. A lot of females see a nigga like him and are ready to hop over the counter at one of his slick ass lines. You’re bout to give him a run for his money- and he got plenty!” she cackled.  With that she left and left you alone with your thoughts.

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When you made it back to your place, it was time for a shower. The smell of coffee was one of your personal tell-tales signs of how long you’d spent at your shop to make sure everything was in order. Right now, the scent was permeating around you. It had been stated on more than one occasion that you were a workaholic. You simply cared about your baby and wanted to make sure that you gave the best back to the city that raised you. So, it was always hard to establish boundaries for when you had to tend to yourself rather than Grindin. But today was your day.

The second you opened the door, you started shedding your clothes as if they were contaminated. You loved walking around your condo bare ass naked- without a care in the world as to who did or did not see you in all your glory. You adjusted your A/C to a crisp 68 degrees and headed to your bathroom to start your water. Grabbing your phone, you put on a fun playlist to dance to a little. Kiana Ledé’s “Bouncin” started playing out of your waterproof speaker and you hopped in to wash the morning away and bounce a little yourself. The rest of the day was going to be a self-care day. You had it all planned out. First, shower. Next, nap. Then, you planned on putting on a little makeup, serving looks with your latest fit, doing some shopping and then you’d take yourself to dinner. You made sure to do this at least once a month with yourself. Sometimes people would see you dressed to impressed and they’d take pity on you for being alone. But that wasn’t how you saw it at all and you let them know it. Whenever anyone gave you sad eyes or took it upon themselves to join you on your night out, you let them know that this was your intended personal time and that you weren’t crumbled or broken by not having someone to sit across from you.

Obviously, there were times you really wished that someone would take it upon themselves to treat you so you didn’t have to do it yourself. But, on these nights you made sure to be appreciative of who you were whether there was an admirer to acknowledge this or not. Your mind drifted over these things as you hopped out the shower and moisturized your body from head to toe.

Shower ✅

You re-entered your room and buried yourself beneath your covers. The silk sheets had been calling out your name since you’d step foot inside and you were done denying them their request. It was time for that nap. 💤💤😴

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FRESH OUT THE BOX

STOP, LOCK AND WATCH

READY YET, GET SET

IT’S AALL THAT!

called out from your bedside dresser as you stretched out your limbs and tried to reach out for the phone.

OHHHHHH, OH, OHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THIS IS ALL THAT!

THIS IS ALLL THAT!

“Fuck it,” you said as you hopped out the bed and began your performance. You grabbed your phone and used it as your mic as your bedroom became your stage.

Check it, check it, check it

Now this is just an introduction

Before I blow your mind

The show is All of That and yes we do it all the time

So sit your booty on the floor or in a chair

Ground or in the air

Just don’t go no-where!

You gave it all you had for the full 1 minute and 6 seconds only ceasing when the alarm tune was starting over from the top. Dancing was one of your favorite ways to wake up. It made you feel more alive and ready to conquer the rest of your day.

Nap ✅

You meander over to the kitchen to grab a banana and some cranberry juice before tossing on an oversized t-shirt and sitting in front of your vanity. Next on your list was makeup. You synched your phone’s bluetooth to your mirror and played your Self Love playlist to sing along to. You planned on applying a light beat and wanted to make sure you did so without getting any makeup on your body.  Makeup was not your forté by any means but you loved to play a little and were able to copy all the simple tutorials. Today that mean browns all around. You dabbed on some foundation and two brown eye shadows, one that was subtle and another with more shimmer to compliment your natural glow. A little black eyeliner, mascara and nude lip gloss to bring it all together.

Makeup ✅

The fit for the evening was on point if you did say so yourself. A little casual but alluring nevertheless. 

Jade green bottoms which accentuated your curves with a cream colored long sleeve shirt that had a very deep v cut. You were really playin into your sexy side for the evening and it made you feel bold and dangerous.

You went with rose gold accessories to compliment your brown skin and eyes. Your watch and lock necklace were simple but altogether the look had you feelin like you were an 11/10 and that was the goal. You always wanted to remember that you were desired-even if only by yourself. You removed your phone from the charger, responding to a quick text from Lu about your plans for the evening and when you’d be available, disconnected your music from the bluetooth mirror and headed to your front door to put on your heels.

Serve these fuckin looks ✅

———

You were on your fourth store and your Gummy Bear smoothie was all but gone. Thus far nothing was really speaking to you. You’d purchased some accessories and  saw a lot of cute clothing items but nothing that was significant enough to bring home. Your shopping rule was : “If you don’t love it in the store, you won’t love it at home,”. You exited the boutique and made your way to the escalator ascending to the second level where you parked your car. You reached for your phone as it vibrated in your back pocket. Glancing at the screen you saw that it was Ray who was reaching out.

“Hey Ray J!” you laughed at the nickname he despised. His one wish was that you would stop calling him that.

“Y/N where are you?” he sounded concerned. He hadn’t even yelled at you for using the nickname that he couldn’t stand.

“I’m leaving the mall. What’s wrong?”

“Jaime had a family emergency and can’t close tonight. Eve is there but she’s still new you know. He had to leave and no one else is available to come in for him and close,” he said.

“Really? No Sherell, Chris or Rico?”

“No. None of them can make it. I would go in but I’m in Frisco right now. I know it’s your date night and I hate to do this. But, do you think you can close up?”

“Yeah.” you sighed, “Yeah, I can make it. It’s almost quitting time anyways. Plus I’m hella closer than you are. But just know you owe me! If you took your ass across the bridge on a whim, the dick better be good! ”

“Trust me boo it will be and I got you next time!”

“Yeah, whatever.” You hung up and wondered why the hell Ray decided to go to San Francisco on a whim when he was scheduled to be back up in case anything went awry for the evening. That was the whole purpose of the schedule that the two of you created. This was a perfect example of something unexpected occurring and yet he was M.I.A. You pondered these thoughts as you headed to your car and headed back towards your shop. You made sure to call and cancel your dinner reservation because that definitely wasn’t happening anymore.

Thank God I always keep a change of clothes at work you thought, cringing about how awkward it would be to slang coffee with your titties on full display considering you’d forgone a bra for the evening.

When you pulled up it was 6:30. The shop closed at 8 tonight so you had half an hour before you began pre-close. You walked in and scurried to the back to change into a merch sweater which read “Stay Grounded and some black leggings.

Eve was holding it down as best as she could. But it was evident that she was stressed.

“Hey, I’ll take the bar. You go ahead and ring em up, okay?” you offered.

She sighed and released a lot of the tension in her shoulders. “Okay.”

There were already 4 drinks waiting to be made. So, you got to work.

“Sorry your first night shift has been a bit of a whirlwind,” you told her once it had slowed down a bit. It was 6:58 and you didn’t anticipate there being too much of a let up. “Do you have your pre-close list with you?”

“Yeah. I was going to do the final bathroom check.”

“Great! Go ahead and get started. I’ll do most of the behind the counter stuff tonight. You focus on the customer areas. I may call you if orders get crazy,”

“Sounds like a plan boss!”

“Y/N!” you corrected.

Customers trickled in throughout the last hour. But when 7:45 came around and they saw that you were already cleaning up shop, most of them started to pack up their things and go. By 7:56 you were ecstatic. Everyone was gone. You just had to lock the door and then you could count money and tips, do a final sweep and mop and head out the shop. At least that was the plan, until you heard GRINDIN chime throughout the store at 7:58 P.M. You rolled your eyes. Unfortunately, this was no new occurrence to you. Customers were notorious for getting their final fix in the last few minutes before you closed up. Most of the time it didn’t bother you. But tonight, you were hungry and jaded that your plans for the evening had changed.

“Welcome! I just want to let you know that we will be closing in just a couple minutes here,” you called out without looking up as you wiped down the counter, “Let me know if you have any questions.”

“Yeah I got one.” the timber of his voice compelled you to stop and give him your full attention. You looked up to see Erik, dressed in a slightly less formal ensemble than when you’d first met. 

He adorned a pair of dark trousers, a white button up shirt with polka dots and suede loafers. But, he still looked so..

“Delicious?” he asked.

Hol’ up. First he’s Barack and now he reads minds too?

“I’m sorry” you say trying and failing to hide your flustered nature. “What was that?”

He smirked. “It’s okay baby girl. I’m sure you got a lot to take in with your day and all,” he stated as he took a few steps forward which didn’t help to alleviate your confused state at all. “I said since you took the time to introduce me to something new. I haven’t been able to get you off my mind. How about tonight it’s my turn to show you something delicious?”

Your reaction came as if you were on auto-pilot.

“I would love to but I’m barely closing up shop. By the time I count the drawer and we find a restaurant and actually place an order it’ll be pretty late. You shouldn’t hold off on dinner on account of me,” you said.

Erik kissed his teeth. “Yo workaholic ass don’t know how to say ‘no’ to anyone who wanna show you a good time, do you?” It must have been a rhetorical question because he went on, “Gone ahead and finish up closing your shop. When you done, meet me in the back.”

“Hold on. I

“Aht- aht- aht. This is no longer an option. This is the game plan. Close up, freshen up into some non-coffee gear and meet me out back. I’ll be there.” he said sternly and with that, he left.

Eve came out from the back of the shop with a broom in hand. You stood there frozen for a moment.

Did this negro just boss me around? In my own damn shop?? You thought.

Yes. Yes. He did sis. And you liked it so shut up and close up!

You locked the front door to bar anyone else from coming in and started counting the drawer. By the time you were done, Eve had swept, mopped the front and turned on the fans to help the floor dry quickly.

“Great job tonight Eve! I’m sure in the future it won’t be as.. disruptive. Either way, you killed it.”

“Thanks Y/N did you need me to stay or-?”

“Uh-uh. Go ahead sis!”. The second you locked the door behind her. You dashed to the restroom to freshen up and put on your clothes from earlier in the day. You rolled on some perfume and reapplied your gloss before you hit all the lights, locked the door, set the alarm and circled around the back of the shop.

When you got there, you came to a full stop and your jaw dropped. It was gorgeous. The back lot of the shop was decorated in lights throughout the trees. In the center there was a table for two, a whole ass waiter and was that music? You glanced around to find that tucked away in the corner there was indeed a harpist playing beautiful melodies.

“Damn girl and I thought I was going to surprise you with my view,” Erik said as you turned around to face him. He was holding a single purple daisy- which just happened to be your favorite flower. He placed it in your hands and pulled out your chair for you to have a seat.

“How? How did you do all of this and how did you know this was my favorite flower?” you asked with an expression of bewilderment taking over your features.

“I promise I’ll explain alldat baby girl. But first, I need to say I’m sorry”. This surprised you. You’d spent less than an hour in this man’s presence but he already didn’t strike you as the apologetic type.You placed your flower on the table and gave a nod of your head for him to go on. “When I met you a few weeks back. I meant to ask yo fine ass out right then and there. Unfortunately, that call that I got was urgent and it needed me to leave the country immediately,”. He finished.

“Oh my. Is everything alright?” you asked

“It is now. I handled it as I always do,” he stated with a conceited grin, “That’s why I came back to ask you out. I don’t leave anything unfinished.”

“Last time I checked this wasn’t an option. You didn’t ask nothin” He chuckled at that. The waiter came over at that moment to introduce himself, present the menu and fill up your water. He didn’t need to explain anything because there weren’t options on it. It was simply an itinerary for what your palette could expect. Appetizer, Entree, Dessert. They were all your favorites with a subtle twist. You were impresed. The menu was elegantly done and it looked fly as hell. You might have to keep a copy to give to Lu for inspiration.

“Well, actually I did,” Erik began when Duke, the waiter made his exit, “I was in earlier to ask yo stubborn ass-”

“You got one more time to talk about my ass before this becomes a solo event,” you interjected.

“Aight, bet. We can take a pause on that ass for now,” he smirked, “I was in earlier to ask you to dinner face to face, but yo people told me that you were unavailable for the evening. So, we made a few changes to make you available.”

“You what?”

“I paid ya mans Jaime a few bills to take the night off. Ray and Lulu was already on board,” you glanced down at the menu of our favorite foods again, “yup. That was them. They told me what you like. I just got the chef and made sure that Michaela hired the right people to make this vision come together. We all agree that it’s time for you to take a break, ma”

“Wait a minute. You bribed my staff? Plus, Lulu and Ray were in cahoots with you on this?! You barely even know me.”

“And? I’m tryna know you”

“I’m just sayin that’s a hole lotta trouble for a virtual stranger.”

“But you not a stranger. You the one that left me satisfied. Now just enjoy the rest of the evening and let me do the same for you,” he said as he picked up your hand and caressed it all the while never breaking eye contact with you.

“Okay.” you got out meekly. You cleared your throat and tried again. “Okay, Imma let you finish what you started,” you said

He smiled one of the most genuine and naturally alluring smiles you’d ever seen.

“ I can already tell you ain’t used to letting others take control. But don’t worry ma. I got this and I got you,” you were all the way blushing at this point, “Tell me about your day. Was it as brewtiful as you are?”

You laughed out loud as Duke placed your appetizers in front of you. “You corny.”

“And you like it,” You could already tell that he was going to do good on his word. You were leaving satisfied tonight one way or another.

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[palettepainter]

What is your favorite trait of each of your angel ocs?😇🌟💖

Jokey - his personality 

Jokey is a character I’ve had for a while, since I was drawing traditionally so he’s very special to me! At first he was a character that was ALWAYS  happy, but overtime he changed, and I instead made him a character that chooses to be happy for the sake of others, but does have his moments when he feels sad or angry. I feel as though his character is much more relatable to many people (I’ve said before I try to make my characters relatable as me personally, I find characters in shows/movies I can relate too much interesting) 

Willem - His backstory/worries 

This one may be a little weird, but Willem’s backstory is one of the more interesting ones to me. I hope I can find a time to properly work on and explore it - I made him a character that has a lot of worries and self doubt behind the act of being casual, again I felt as if this was something others and myself could relate to as I myself worry a lot but tend to not mention it as I don’t want to bother people

Miguel/Chloe - that they have different cultures 

I’ve always liked France, and the movies the book of life and Coco made me fall in love with Mexican tradition (and of course it’s Day of the Dead celebration), most of my characters don’t really have much diversity to them in terms of background/culture, so I wanted to change that and decided to make Chloe’s family have french heritage and make Miguel Mexican!  Johnathan - like with jokey, his personality 

Johnathan is the guiding figure to his siblings and was the one to take the brute of most punishments when they where younger, his fathers teachings kind of had the opposite affect on him so now he’s an obsessed rule follower - however as he gains more friends and Maylen as a lover (Maylen belongs to @cosmic-artzz) he begins to loosen up and relax more 

Kiana - her supportiveness and laid back attitude plus her design

Kiana is one of my fav angel OC’s, for one she’s one of my more curvier characters and her body is really fun to draw because of this. She fits the role of supportive mum/big sister friend so having her interact with the other angel characters I have is fun! Plus giving her the ability to turn into a vampire every full moon despite being an angel gives her something that lets her bond with Willem, they’ve both got something that is considered unnatural to most angels, so their friendship is one I’m excited to show off more.

Claire - Her story and how she’ll change as a character 

I have yet to start work on her story but she changes a lot as a character through out it, she’s very loyal to angels to the point she accidentally comes off belittling towards demons and lower species, her and Willem sometimes get into quarrels because of this - Claire doesn’t realise the way she’s acting is harmful, as an angel she’s doing what she’s being told to think (she’s a rule follower like Johnathan) and she strives to be an assistant to a demon hunter, I won’t say what events lead to her changing as a character but when she realises she isn’t cut out for demon killing, and she begins to gain new friends within hell she learns to be more accepting and grows as a person 

[pocminiseries]

3 A.M.

US.

"Alina Baraz-Coming To My Senses"

♦️

•••••

When the "accident" happened, Kiana was only twelve years old.

It was a day that plagued her dreams and the reason why she woke up every night at 3 A.M.

The specific time she remembered waking up when smoke began to fill her nose. She recalled calling out for her parents and hurriedly getting out of bed to go find them when they did not answer. The feeling of her lungs burning as she coughed harshly, avoiding the flames that slowly spread throughout the house. The panic that overcame her when she saw no way out.

But most of all the fear that engulfed her when she found her parents dead in the living room.

The very images Kiana could never erase from her mind no matter how hard she tried.

After finding her parents, things became dark. She woke up in a hospital bed with no idea of how she even had gotten there. The only info she received was from a police officer who informed of that she was found outside in her front yard unconscious and that her parents were dead.

And that's as far as the case went before they ruled what happened as an accidental fire.

What made things worse was that Kiana didn't remember much of what happened before then either. Her childhood memories were scattered all over the place, and of course, her doctors said it was probably due to the fact she inhaled a lot of smoke. But Kiana always felt like there was just something off about that and the whole situation with her parents.

She was positive that even through all the smoke and flames that she saw blood where her parents laid out in the living room, that wasn't from the cause of the fire.

The whole ordeal has followed her ever since then. It wasn't until a few years ago when she began seeing the face of a boy she didn't recognize. He would always seem to pop up right before she awoke saying something she has yet to fully understand. His lips would move but no sound could be heard.

She assumed that he had to be some guardian angel or maybe someone from her childhood. Whoever he was, he was always by her side as she laid on the freshly cut grass of her front yard as her house burned down.

Maybe he was the one who pulled her away to safety.

It was a mystery, just like her parent's deaths that she felt as though would never be solved.

_________

"We need to talk."

Kiana's eyebrows furrowed taking in the trio that sat next to her unexpectedly. Her eyes connected with Ji-soo's for a second before finding Taehyung's once more. "About what?"

The last time they had a conversation, his fingers were working their magic in between her thighs in a matter of a few minutes. She still couldn't believe how she managed to let something like that happen, it wasn't like her at all. Just the thought alone made her body respond and her cheeks grew hot.

"Us."

She looked at him confused. "What?" 

"What he meant to say was, why are you out so late?" Ji-soo quickly interrupted whatever Tae was going to say and completely ignored the look he gave him.

Kiana watched them before clearing her throat. "I couldn't sleep." She said slowly, glancing at Taehyung before focusing on her plate. Thankfully her appetite was still intact because she would've hated wasting good food. "You three look as though you're about to commit a crime." She commented, cutting into her waffle after looking over their choice of clothing.

Just then Joo-hyuk coughed violently as Ji-soo patted his back roughly. "Ok, ok, I'm fine. No need to beat on me like I'm a stepchild you hate." Joo-hyuk scowled, swatting Ji-soo's hands away from him. 

"Why are you so dramatic?"

"Why are you so childish?"

"Why are you so abusive?"

"Why are you so weak?"

Kiana listened to them argue back and forth in a language she didn't understand. Her gaze shifted towards Tae who sat there rubbing his temples with his eyes closed. "Are they always like this?"

"Sadly."

She laughed a bit, taking another bite of her food, letting out a slight moan from how delicious everything tasted. Taehyung had grown stiff in more ways than one from hearing that familiar sound that he had at one point caused her to make. 

"You want some?" She offered him, holding a piece of her waffle at the end of her fork.

He slowly opened his mouth and allowed her to feed him the sweet dough that was surprisingly good. Kiana smiled as he ate, taking notice that even his chewing face was beautiful. She almost wanted to reach out and brush away his long bangs from his eyes. 

How was it fair that he was so....perfect?

She was actually trying to point out a flaw but failed to find any.

"Want more?"

He lightly shook his head. "No, you finish eating. I don't really have much of an appetite."

"Which is why we're making you eat something," Joo-hyuk commented, waving his hands for Marie to take their order.

Taehyung rolled his eyes, turning him out and focusing his attention back on Kiana who had a bit of syrup smeared on the side of the mouth. Not bothering to tell her, he took his thumb and wiped it off, licking it clean. She brushed his actions off as nothing and continued to eat, almost cleaning the complete plate.

At this point, she wasn't really bothered by him or his ways. There was something about him that she could quite pinpoint just yet. Had any other man did that she probably would've gotten up and moved as far away as she could. But once again she allowed Taehyung to touch her once more with no real protest.

"How have you been sleeping?" He asked suddenly.

Kiana glanced at him from the corner of her eye as she took a sip of her soda. "Still the same." By now she was used to it. She figured if she ever wanted to get an actual full night to rest she'd have to be dead to achieve it.

Or Taehyung's skillful fingers.

He watched the slight red tint form on her cheeks curiously. "If you need me to help you relax again, all you have to do is ask." At this, she shied away looking in the other direction completely.

"That was a mistake." She whispered, feeling ashamed but turned on all over again at what she let him do to her.

"There's nothing wrong with being pleasured, Kiana." He told her. "Nor is it allowing me to do it again. Especially if it helps you in the end." If she thought he thinks anything less of her because of what happened, then she couldn't have been more wrong. He never labeled her as being easy. 

He was just well aware of what she needed.

Feeling his finger brush up her neck, a shiver ran up her spine from his touch. "Stop it." She said weakly but didn't bother to move away from.

"Is that what you really want?" She hated the way his voice affected her. It was the type of sound she could fall asleep listening to.

But what she would give to hear him moa-...she really needed to stop while she was ahead.

Instead of answering him, she placed a twenty dollar bill on the counter. "Have a goodnight Marie." She waved bye to the woman and quickly hopped from her sweat and practically power walked towards the door.

Taehyung smiled to himself and looked towards his friends. They immediately nodded their heads, already knowing what he was asking without having to verbally speak. Ji-soo occupied Marie, while Taehyung and Joo-hyuk followed closely behind Kiana into the parking lot as she was unlocking her car door.

Hearing footsteps from behind her, she looked over her shoulder seeing the two men casually making their way towards her direction. "What?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

Taehyung looked down at her, noticing just how tiny she actually was compared to him and Joo-hyuk. "You run from me as if you're scared of me."

"I'm not." She answered truthfully. Even now being in a darkened parking lot alone with two men, she didn't fear for her life. "But what I don't understand is what you want from me."

What he wanted was everything. 

"We." He corrected her.

"What are you talking about?" She asked confused once more by his choice of words.

Taehyung simply nodded his head, telling Joo-hyuk to make his move. Kiana watched the man slowly walk behind her, his hard chest hitting her back, just as Taehyung did the same and stood in front of her. "You mean what do we want from you, Kiana."

Before she could question him, a gasp escaped past her lips feeling Joo-hyuk's mouth attached to her neck as his arm wrapped around her waist, holding her in place. Taehyung took this as his cue and kissed up her jawline, placing small teasing pecks on her cheeks. Joo-hyuk sucked on her skin, marking her moan out loud which was immediately silenced by Taehyung's lips connecting with her own.

He didn't think that he could ever get tired of how soft the plump flesh felt.

Her small hands gripped at his shirt, surprising even herself by kissing him back. Her body was set a blazed, allowing the two men to take control. Her knees buckled feeling Joo-hyuk's tongue slid over her spot, sending a wave of pleasure straight between her thighs. His fingers teased with the waistband of her sweatpants, slightly pushing his fingers inside of the material.

Smiling, Taehyung teasingly licked her bottom lip, pulling it softly with his teeth. "Could you handle what we want from you? Whatever you need we can give it to you if you let us."

Both men shared a look before abruptly pulling away from her. Kiana stood there in a daze at what just happened. Her hormones were all over the place. She had to stop herself from whining at the absence of them.

"We'll be seeing you again," Taehyung told her, giving her a smirk that made her come to her senses.

"Goodnight Kiana." Joo-hyuk bowed slightly, winking as both men left her standing there. She blinked, watching their retreating forms go back into the restaurant as if nothing happened, leaving her horny and very much needy.

Sighing loudly, she almost wanted to slap herself. "What the hell is wrong with me?" She whispered.

What type of spell had these men placed on her?

[luvneedsnosyt]

My Favorite Albums of June 2019

My Previous monthly lists from 2019: January, February, March, April, May

You can find my list from earlier in June of my favorite albums halfway through 2019 here

Best:

AURORA - A Different Kind of Human Genre: Synth Pop

Proof: Dance on the Moon / Hunger

Autograf - Love & Retrograde EP Genre: Electronic / Dance / Future Bass

Proof: Casual Love (w/ The Griswolds) / Hold Me Back (Feat. John Splithoff)

Avicii - TIM Genre: Electronic / Dance / Synth Pop

Proof: Heaven (Feat. Chris Martin) / SOS (Feat. Aloe Blacc)

The Black Keys - “Let’s Rock” Genre: Rock / Alternative

Proof: Shine A Little Light / Lo/Hi

Cassius - Dreems Genre: Electronic / Dance / House

Proof: Don’t Let Me Be (Feat. Owlle) / Dreams (Feat. Owlle, Luke Jenner & Joe Rogers)

Dizzy Fae - NO GMO [Mixtape] Genre: Synth Pop / Electronic / alt-R&B

Proof: Big Wall / Lifestyle

Eryn Allen Kane - a tree planted by water EP Genre: R&B / Soul

Proof: Fragile / With You

Gena Rose Bruce - Can’t Make You Love Me Genre: Indie Rock / Soul

Proof: The Way You Make Love / Coming Down 

GoldLink - Diaspora Genre: Hp Hop / R&B

Proof: Zulu Screams (Feat. Maleek Berry & Babi Bourelly) / More (Feat. Lola Rae)

Freddie Gibbs & Madlib - Bandana Genre: Hip Hop

Proof: Palmolive (Feat. Pusha T & Killer Mike) / Giannis (Feat. Anderson .Paak)

Hatchie - Keepsake Genre: Indie Rock / Pop / Alternative

Proof: Without A Blush / Secret

Hayden James - Between Us Genre: Electronic / Synth Pop / Dance

Proof: Numb (Feat. GRAACE) / Weightless (Feat. Shungudzo) // Bonus: NUMB (pluko Remix) Feat. GRAACE / Better Together (Happiness Is Wealth Disco Remix) Feat. Running Touch

Hot Chip - A Bath Full of Ecstasy Genre: Synth Pop / Electronic / House

Proof: Melody of Love / Hungry Child

Ida Mae - Chasing Light Genre: Rock / Folk / Alternative

Proof: Higher Than the Light / Feel Them Getting Closer

ilo ilo - wish i said this to u sooner EP Genre: Electronic / Synth Pop

Proof: u don’t / come thru

Ingrid Michaelson - Stranger Songs Genre: Synth Pop

Proof: Jealous / Missing You

Jean Deaux - Empathy EP Genre: alt-R&B

Proof: Higher Me / Anytime (Feat. Kehlani & ROMderful)

Jordan Rakei - Origin Genre: R&B / Indie Pop / Jazz

Proof: Say Something / Wildfire

Kim Petras - Clarity Genre: Synth Pop

Proof: Icy / Do Me // Bonus: 1,2,3 dayz up (Feat. SOPHIE) / If U Think About Me...

Loote - lost EP Genre: Pop 

Proof: tomorrow tonight / she’s all yours // Bonus: 85% (GOLDHOUSE Remix) Feat. gnash

Marco McKinnis - E’Merse EP Genre: R&B

Proof: Energy / Deep

Mark Ronson - Late Night Feelings Genre: R&B / Pop

Proof: Late Night Feelings (Feat. Lykke Li) / Find U Again (Feat. Camila Cebello) // Bonus: Nothing Breaks Like A Heart (Don Diablo Remix) Feat. Miley Cyrus / Late Night Feelings (Jax Jones Midnight Snack Remix) Feat. Lykke Li / Find U Again (MK Remix) Feat. Camila Cabello

Meg Mac - Hope Genre: Indie Pop / Alternative

Proof: Give Me My Name Back / Something Tells Me

Mr Hudson - WHEN THE MACHINE STOPS Genre: Pop

Proof: CHICAGO (Feat. Vic Mensa) / SLEPT ON ME

Mustard - Perfect Ten Genre: Hip Hop

Proof: Pure Water (Feat. Migos) / Surface (Feat. Ella Mai & Ty Dolla $ign)

Prince - Originals Genre: R&B / Pop / Soul

Proof: The Glamorous Life / Nothing Compares 2 U

SG Lewis - Dawn EP Genre: Electronic / Future Bass

Proof: Throwaway (w/ Clairo) / Flames (Feat. Ruel)

Stef Chura - Midnight Genre: Indie Rock / Alternative

Proof: Degrees / Sweet Sweet Midnight

Virginia To Vegas - Hartland St. EP Genre: Pop

Proof: Selfish / Yesterday

Walshy Fire - Washy Fire Presents: ABENG Genre: Dance Hall / Reggae / Electronic

Proof: Round of Applause (Feat. Ice Princess & Demarco) / No Laziness (Feat. Ketchup & Bunji Garlin

X Ambassadors - ORION Genre: Pop

Proof: HEY CHILD / HOLD YOU DOWN

Yeasayer - Erotic Reruns Genre: Synth Pop

Proof: Ecstatic Baby / Blue Skies Dandelions 

Bonus:

A new discovery and an official (finally) release of one of my favorite projects from the last 10 years

Channel Tres - Channel Tres EP Genre: Hip Hop / House Released: July 2018

Proof: Controller / Jet Black // Bonus: Sexy Black Timberlake

Jai Paul - Leak 04-13 (Bait One) Genre: Synth Pop / R&B / Soul Originally Leaked: April 2013 Officially Released: June 2019

Proof: Str8 Outta Mumbai / Crush (Jennifer Page Cover) - Unfinished // Bonus: Do You Love Her Now / He

Others:

Aaron Aye - F.E.A.R., Anna Lunoe - Right Party EP, Bastille - Doom Days, Big Wild - Super Dreams (Remixes) EP, Carlie Hanson - Junk EP, Casey Veggies - Organic, Cehryl - Slow Motion, Chinatown Slalom - Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?, Chris Brown - Indigo, Chris Staples - Holy Moly, Crumb - Jinx, Damar Jackson - U2, Daphni - Sizzling EP, David B - BLEU, Elita - Sick Girl EP, Flowidus - Footsteps EP, Fossa Beats - Same Place EP, Froth - Duress, Future - SAVE ME EP , Gucci Mane - Delusions of Grandeur , The HamilTones - Watch the Ton3s EP, J Balvin & Bad Bunny - OASIS, Jamie Cullum - Taller, Jonas Brothers - Happiness Begins, Julia Michales - Inner Monologue Part 2 EP, Kiana Ledé - Myself EP, Lil Nas X - 7 EP , Liss - Second EP, Lonas - Youth EP, Mndsgn - Snaxx, Noah Kahan - Busyhead, Octavian - Endorphins, Plaid - Polymer, The Raconteurs - Help Us Stranger, Rod Wave - PTSD , Santana - Africa Speaks, Silversun Pickups - Widow’s Weeds, Snail Mail - Habit, Tee Grizzley - Scriptures , Thom Yorke - ANIMA, Trevor Jackson - Rough Draft 2, Trina - The One, Tritonal - U & Me, Two Door Cinema Club - False Alarm, Tyga - Legendary , Wifisfuneral - Ethernet 2 , Zhavia Ward - 17 EP

[sorceressmidnight]

Midnight Sorceress

Chapter: 3/? [1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - ?]

Chapter 3: That’d be weird!

Words: 2515

Warnings: Some cursing, Mentions of drinking, Drunken character, Self harm mentions, abandonment

Primarily following the events of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, it revolves around an original character.

Description as posted on ao3:  A member of SHIELD is forced to struggle with her mental stability and keeping her secret as the craziness surrounding the Avengers crashes around her. She ends up befriending Tony and Pepper, who help out her mental health a great deal, but will they be able to help her with her secret? Something that could destroy her if she uses it too much… What will happen when Tony tries to convince her to use it to help the Avengers?

Read on ao3: here

Tags: @txnystarkimagines @h0bsyrup

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This chapter happens after Iron Man 3 and before Captain America Winter Soldier.

-buzz buzz, buzz buzz- “Hello?” “Is this Miss Mariveil? Mr. Stark sent me.” “Okay, I’ll be down in a second.” Kiana shoved her wallet and keys into her right pocket, slipping her phone into her left as she walked out the door. She zoomed down the stairs and out the building, shaking her head at the limo waiting outside. ‘It’s not like it’s that big of a deal, jeez.’ She felt her phone buzzing after she got in and as the limo pulled out onto the street, accepting the call and pressing it to her ear. “Where are you? Everyone else is here on time,” she could hear the sarcasm in Tony’s voice as he spoke. “Sorry, looks like the ass who booked me a limo decided to call pretty last minute. Not my fault. Also, you didn’t give me a dress code, so I hope you don’t mind super casual.”

“Super, huh? I didn’t know it was my birthday,” he chuckled on the other end. “Maybe when you die and go to heaven, Tony,” she retorted sternly, trying to stifle a giggle. “Ouch. So mean,” he sniffled, laughing before finishing, “okay okay. You should get here in about ten minutes. I’ll see you when you get here.”

Kiana strolled into the restaurant, shaking her head about how out of place she looked compared to the other people dressed to the nines. She was escorted to where Tony was sitting, seeing Rhodes and Pepper sitting with him as well. “I didn’t know I’d be this underdressed,” she scoffed as she sat down at the empty seat between Rhodes and Pepper. “Oh, don’t worry, he’s never been good at forewarning,” Pepper joked, rolling her eyes at Tony. Tony laughed in response, waving his hand, “It’s not my fault that no one else can read my mind.” “I don’t think anyone wants to be in there,” Rhodes retorted, shaking his head. The group talked as they ate, sharing jokes, making new ones, and telling embarrassing stories. Pepper was impressed with Kiana’s quick responses to Tony’s snarky retorts and Rhodes enjoyed her kicking him down a notch when he went a little overboard. About halfway through dinner, a drink was offered to Kiana. “Oh, no. I don’t drink.” “Nat told me you decided that after she handed you some drinks to try. I know what she drinks and based off your drink preferences, doesn’t seem anywhere near your type.” “... Okay, you got me there. If I try it, will you leave me alone?” All she got in response was a grin and a raise of his glass. She rolled her eyes and raised the glass, pretending to toast before taking a sip.

Dinner started around nine, surprisingly early for Tony, and didn’t end until about one thirty in the wee hours of the morning. Tony was helping the poor drunken agent walk out the door, telling Rhodey to go with Pepper and he’d help Kiana get back. “If something happens, I’ll bring the light weight back home with me.” He pulled her into the car, making sure she was comfortable before sliding in next to her. “Tony... Did you know… *hic* that a surprisingly large amount of people want you to be their daddy? N-not… *hic* in the pervy way! Like… they hope they’re secretly your kids from some random fuck you’ve probably had.” He chuckled, watching her flail her arms about as she talked, “do you?” “Noooooooooo, no, no, no. That’d be weird!” she exclaimed, putting her hands on his shoulders. “Why would it be weird?” he asked, brushing her hair out of her face. “Because,” she whined, “I love m’dad, but… I can be closer and more open with you than I could wiff him. I feel like I could tell you anythin’ and you wouldn’t judge me… I would never judge you, either~ I mean, you used to piss me off because I thought you were nothing but a cocky son of a bitch who didn’t care about anyone but himself… *hic*... What was I sayin’? … ... Oh, right~ You care a lot more than you’d like to let on and that’s… that’s nice. I know life’s been pretty hard on ya, but I think yer doin a pretty great job out there in the world.” He couldn’t help but give a smile down towards her as she pressed her forehead against his shoulder after drunkenly moving about during her… ‘speech’. He gently pushed her back into her seat, moving the strands of hair from her face once more. “Also!! I probably won’t remember much… I barely remember what’s happened tonight… so don’t hold it against me or I might get mad. My brain is saying I can trust you, so don’t take advantage of that!!” “Alright, I won’t,” he couldn’t stifle his laugh as his brows raised. “So… I dunno why I have this, but… if I use it too much, I could die. That happened when I was in college. There was this explosion… the ceiling started collapsing in the cafeteria… I… I remember the screaming being unbearable… All I could do was focus on the chunks of ceiling… I struggled... but I kept it up for as long as I could. I looked around to see the other students were gone and I… I let go... I couldn’t handle holding it up any longer and it all came crashing around me. Next thing I knew… *hic*... I was being told that SHIELD was going to take me in to get me healed up properly and for my protection…” “How did you hold it up?” He tilted his head, brows knitted with curiosity. “Like *hic* this!” she yelled out, looking over towards the mini bar, cooing out, “come here~” A bottle floated up from its spot, moving towards the two on the other side of the vehicle. She grabbed it, threatening to open it up. He grabbed it from her and shook his head. “No more for you tonight, but I think you might be better spending the weekend at my place.” He let the driver know to head back to the tower instead of her apartment. “Don’t tell me I told you. I already have anxiety among other things. *hic* Wait! You read my file! You should know!” “Yes, I did,” he gently held her hand, using his free hand to slide her sweater up her arm. His thoughts could only return to when he actually got the chance to look over her file.

Tony grinned triumphantly as he looked at his computer screen. He had managed to sneak through every security level that SHIELD had, plus rummaging through some paper files just in case that was the ‘security’ she was talking about. He clicked on the file labeled ‘AGENT MARIVEIL’ and opened it up.

FILE: AGENT KIANA LI MARIVEIL NAME: Kiana Alexa Evans DATE OF BIRTH: December 1st PLACE OF BIRTH: London, England CURRENT LOCATION: [REDACTED] PREVIOUS LOCATION: New York City, New York ETHNIC BACKGROUND: English, German, Irish, Italian OCCUPATION: [REDACTED] at SHIELD HEIGHT: 5'3" WEIGHT: 135 lbs. EYE COLOR: Cyan HAIR COLOR: Blonde (Natural); Black (dyed) EYES: Contacts of [REDACTED] prescription, glasses FEATURES: Scars all over body, focused heavily on underside of arms EDUCATION: Some college; experience in four separate degrees ABILITIES: [REDACTED]

PSYCHOLOGICAL EVALUATION:

NICKNAMES: Kiki (preferred), Kia, Alex, Lex, Lexa, Lexi SEXUALITY: Bisexual (questioning if "poly" or "pan"-sexual) OTHER FEATURES: Freckles (embarrassed about), heart shaped pendant with picture of agent with parents MANNERISMS/QUIRKS: Agent followed the childhood lesson 'treat others how you wish to be treated' rather strictly. She never talks down to anyone above her, yet she has not been afraid to argue with agents of her same level. She will defend herself if another agent is being crude or harassing her. She has commented that some people would "piss" her off if she were in presence of. (This comment particularly coming up after the Avengers initiative, though not directly said, implying Mr. Tony Stark.) A noticeable quirk she has is moving her hands a lot when she speaks, or pulling her hair or "playing with it" when she becomes anxious. She has a particular habit to downplay many of her symptoms. DIAGNOSIS: Major Depressive Disorder (Depression, Severe), Generalized Anxiety Disorder (Anxiety), Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) related to her powers, Paranoia focused around being taken advantage of for her powers

DR. [REDACTED]: Kiana, could you tell me what your earliest memory is? KIANA: I remember... mum and I were playing games together in the backyard... I believe it was in the sandbox. There was a pause and she looked nervous, but said she wanted to tell me something important. I remember her saying, voice breaking as her eyes grew sad, 'Sweetheart, I know this may be hard to understand... but your father and I thought we should tell you.' She sighed and continued, 'We're... We're not your biological parents... I found you at the hospital that I work at... and... seeing as no one was there saying you were theirs... We took you in. I understand if you're upset-' her tone was desperate, knowing she could be breaking a child by saying what she did. I cut her off before she could finish, though, grabbing her hand within my tiny ones and responding, 'You'll always be my mummy! No matter what, you're my mummy and nothing can change that! Same with daddy!' She cried, which at the time confused me, but they were happy tears. I still feel the same way now as I did that day.

DR. [REDACTED]: What would you consider your saddest memory? KIANA: I... wouldn't personally call it the saddest, but rather the most unsettling. I was talking to my mum when I was a teenager... I decided to ask her if she knew anything about my birth parents. I didn't particularly care, I think I was just looking to fill in the gaps that were missing... It was then she told me what she had found out. There was a couple who wanted a baby, but due to an accident the wife couldn't get pregnant. They made an agreement with a woman, who was in need of money, to get pregnant and carry their baby. When all was said and done, they were going to buy her a house as a final compensation. It was a mere six months later that the couple divorced. It was heated and rather vile divorce, so much so that the woman carrying the child lost contact with both of them after getting a hefty sized check. It was too late for her to get an abortion safely, on either end, and so she carried the baby out to term. She went to the hospital and had the baby, but left before they could get any information on her or what the baby would be named. A baby girl was left, nameless with no family at the hospital. It was at this point, my mum who worked an early shift, came in and found the baby all alone with no one to claim it. She adopted the baby and raised it. That baby was obviously me, but... I can't imagine what would have happened if I didn't end up with my parents. I am angry, reasonably, as any child would be. It shows that they never truly cared about me, and of course it shows how unwanted I really was in their eyes.

PREFERENCES: CAFFEINE: Coffee with creamer and milk DRINK: Sprite, Raspberry infused water, CAR: A functioning one VACATION: Go to hometown or Egypt HOBBIES: Reading, Hiking in the rain, Writing, Learning, Martial Arts, Sparring, Swimming FAVORITES: Candle scents-fruity or the smell of the ocean, warmth of the sun, the breeze pulling against my hair FOOD: Zebra cakes. "Buy me a pack of zebra cakes and you'll have my attention for at least a day." MEALS: Sweet and sour chicken, fish and chips with cheesy broccoli, or a fried rice with sauteed chicken ANIMAL: Felines; Snow leopards in particular.

ADDITIONAL COMMENTS: It is apparent that many of Agent Mariveil's scars along her arms have been self inflicted. Based off of her last physical, she is still self harming. I have devised a plan to attempt to ease her depression if only to help with that aspect of it. She also appears to be isolating herself and disallowing herself to get close to others. It is my theory that it is due to fear of using her powers to save those she is close to and thus potentially putting herself at risk.

It should also be worth noting that her abilities can become of great use if she can manage them without exerting herself. In her most recent physical, a scan of her brain seems to show some form of blockage. Further study needs to be conducted into what it is effecting and how serious it is.

He frowned slightly. There was still some information that he wanted, but this was more than enough for now. He couldn’t help but feel a little worse now after seeing how worried she was about him and opening up to him about something that made her feel so vulnerable. He would try to do something to help her if only to give her some ease of mind.

He frowned as he looked over the nasty red lines and scabs that littered her skin, thumb gently running along the back of her hand. He blinked as he heard soft snoring, looking over to see her resting against him, passed out. He took this time to further examine her arm, unhappy with how recent some of the wounds were. He could tell how hard she was struggling with her depression and attempting to stop herself from the harm. There were clear signs that she was cleaning her arms, probably due to being inside of the heavy SHIELD uniform most of the time. He gently pulled the sleeve back down and rested his head against the top of hers. “Oh, what are we going to do with you, Kiki?” His brain was already whirring with ideas as the gears turned, thinking over multiple things at once during the quiet drive back to the tower. Once there, he picked her up and carried her to an empty bedroom before lying her down on it. He grabbed a bottle of water and put it next to the bed with some pain relievers, making sure the room was cool enough for her not to overheat under the blankets.Before he pulled the blankets over her, he softly said ‘Goodnight, Kiki’. “Don’t leave…” she murmured, voice cracking in her half-asleep daze as she grabbed his hand. He blinked, but decided that it wouldn’t hurt to stay with her. He knew she’d freak out, but at the same time would feel better seeing a familiar face in an unfamiliar environment. “I am making fun of you for this, though,” he teased and pulled the blankets up. He only got ‘shush’ in response, making him chuckle.