#I couldn't wait till August to gif this

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T-LOG⌨️ | Translating Live for EXO 엑소 생방송 번역 by ringmybella7

Original hard-sub captions by ringmybella7

Video Transcription by CCKN is under the cut

[0:00] Long time no see :D

[0:02] Tomorrow is EXO's Countdown Live

[0:04] Right now I'm watching MONSTA X's online concert

[0:08] I like looking at the English subs to see how they're translated

[0:12] Done watching, getting ready for the live tomorrow

[0:16] (While watching a podcast lol)

[0:22] ?

[0:23] I have a mosquito bite that's killing me

[0:31] I can't multitask, so I have to turn everything off when I really need to work

[0:37] I've translated for KAI, SUHO, XIUMIN, CHANYEOL, CHEN and BAEKHYUN

[0:42] But it's my first time translating for EXO as a group 😬

[0:47] Watching their MV

[0:50] MV teaser

[0:53] Teaser photos

[0:58] While on Twitter, I saw this Tweet 👆

[1:02] The answer is yes :)

[1:06] This Tweet made me laugh lol

[1:10] Anyways, I went to sleep after that

[1:13] Good morning

[1:14] My breakfast for the day

[1:19] Puffy [referring to her face/cheeks]

[1:21] I started a new show called '290 Million KRW: Marriage War'

[1:24] But I only got to watch 30 minutes of it because I had to go to work lol

[1:30] Off to work

[1:32] By the way, I got new glasses 👓 (Did anyone notice?)

[1:36] You all know the drill

[1:39] On Monday's I have to come to Arirang first (For my regular live show)

[1:46] I always get nervous because I get scared the traffic will be horrible

[1:51] Luckily, I ended right on time so I didn't need to rush

[1:55] Off to EXO now

[1:58] (I had to really squeeze out of parking lol)

[2:04] Made it (And looking so drained)

[2:08] Setting up my seat

[2:14] Going over my notes for the live

[2:18] About to start

[2:21] 📍LIVE

[2:23] My spider hands lol

[2:25] I am very thankful 'EXIST' is a full album

[2:28] because I got to rest during the highlight medley

[2:31] Thank you EXO 🙏

[2:33] End of the live

[2:35] I couldn't wait till I got home to eat dinner since I was starving

[2:44] I pour my everything when I live translate

[2:46] so eating after a live show is the best feeling ever

[2:52] Going home now

[2:57] Listening to the artist's new album while driving home is my ritual

[3:02] 'Cream Soda' is super catchy and makes me want to drink cream soda lol

[3:05] I can't wait to try it when they start to sell it

[3:09] I was very unsatisfied about how I translate today

[3:12] but the EXO-L's messages on Twitter made me feel so much better (Thank you)

[3:19] This song is a bop

[3:22] Till the next time, stay healthy EXO-L 🤍

[3:28] Thanks for watching

YouTube Channel: ringmybella7

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Personal Notes: WE EXO-LS ARE WINNING, BABY! COMEBACK?! FULL ALBUM?! YEEEAAAAHHHHHHH! Ehem, I mean, hi everyone. This is my first time transcribing a video that already has captions. I wanted to try out transcribing a video with captions already embedded in them as her videos usually don't have closed captioning and are captioned the hard-subbed way.

As for what is referenced:

2023 MONSTA X 7TH OFFICIAL FANCLUB MONBEBE FAN-CONCERT. This was aired first on July 9th, 2023. For those interested but unable to make it or want to re-watch it, click here to learn more about the re-stream on August 6th. For all I know, a monbebe somewhere probably has it posted or saved. Good luck to y'all.

2. Korean Cowboys podcast. Watch around the 5-minute mark where you can hear bits from the video.

3. There is a tweet from greenbunny7 that states, "@ringmybella7 Will you be doing EXO YouTube on 7/10?"

4. There is a tweet from no_loey_no_life that says, "Praying for the live translator on Monday 😅". NeNi961111 re-tweeted/replied, "If it's @ringmybella7 then no worries 😌"

5. "Cream Soda" by EXO is the second to last song being played. Quite a jammy- jam-jam.

6. The bop song at the end is "Regret It" by EXO

That's all for now. Glad that EXO made a comeback. I can't wait to finish listening to the album. I hope Kai is doing well in his military service and Lay is doing well in his solo activities. And I hope you are doing well too in whatever you're doing. If there is anything I miss in the references, please let me know in the comments. In the meantime, I'll see you in the next video transcript.

P.S. - To support the comeback, go to https://exo.lnk.to/EXIST to see what platforms and ways to support the album such as streaming it on YouTube and other sites or purchasing the album.

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Ever stop to think about how fucking insane MC is?

Two of the brothers have admitted, to their face, to eating humans. To relishing it. They spoke about it with longing.

One of the brothers killed them, laughed over their corpse & was more than willing to kill the entire human race.

One of the brothers told them in graphic detail how he would rip out their heart.

Two of the brothers told them in graphic detail how they would rip them apart limb by limb.

Five of the brothers have nearly killed them.

One has threatened to kill them multiple times.

There is a high high chance.....................who am I kidding.....It's 100% guaranteed that all seven of the brothers have killed and eaten humans.

And MC gives 0 shits. They live with them, love them and consider them their family. I.....I don't think they'd care if the brothers were still actively killing humans. I think they'd actually pick the brothers over the lives of humans...

...They did pick the brothers over the lives of humans. Remember in S3 when a human pointed a gun at Belphie and they were able to summon fire, hot enough to melt a bullet, which then rushed towards the man? Even when Diavolo transformed to kill the man for daring to shoot Belphie, they were never concerned with Diavolo killing the man - either they agree with Diavolo and want revenge or they agree with Belphie and don't want to make more trouble for themselves.

They're also able to threaten to burn Little D No. 2 alive because he kept making too many chicken puns while in a chicken costume.

What the fuck is wrong with them?

I mean there's being chill and then there's not giving a fuck that the guy whose mouth you're sticking your tongue down regularly consumed human flesh at a point in his life

What the fuck is wrong with them?

Edit:

Lowkey devastated that people couldn't tell that as a monsterfucker & a person who is attracted to unhinged monsterfuckers this entire post was made out of a place of awe and lust

Anyway if you want a fic about this very concept, featuring unnamed gn! mc × mammon try -> Under the Gentle Rains

3,527 notes - Posted October 10, 2022

#4

Wait wait W A I T is this the first time MC gotta make out with demon form Mammon!?😳

click for better quality because the look, the raised eyebrow & the smirk deserve better quality

3,659 notes - Posted October 3, 2022

#3

I love this fucking family.

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3,837 notes - Posted November 22, 2022

#2

Some random demons: *gushing about how stoic and cool Lucifer is. how he must be a sadistic Dom. ~Daddy™~*

MC, a known eavesdropper, who lives with the guy; staring off into the distance:

4,239 notes - Posted August 7, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Mammon's such a fascinating character because canonically:

*good at solving complex mathematical problems in his head in a matter of seconds*

*understands people, their emotions and how they'd react to specific situations and uses that knowledge to manipulate them and get what he wants (whether that's some physical object or a certain reaction from them or just for them to calm down)*

*when there's no other choice at all, he steps up and effectively takes charge*

*a good teacher and seems to have a good balanced mix between being strict, encouraging and helpful*

*whenever Lucifer wants a job done well (no matter what the job is), he relies on Mammon (and has done so since they were angels)*

*scams usually work, he just tends to get caught at the end*

*came up with a code on the spot to tell MC he missed them while also being a comprehensible message on its own, that fit with his 'tsundere' personality*

*constantly found ways to sneak into the human world from the Celestial Realm*

*has fast and spontaneous reactions during high stake situations where you need to move/react fast*

*enjoys playing chess*

*can multitask well*

*actual emotional intelligence*

*one of the first brothers (the second?) to realise there was something wrong with Simeon*

*has a variety of skills that range from making balloon animals to fitting in seamlessly in a corporate environment*

*extremely hardworking when there's a goal he genuinely wants that he's working towards*

*when giving it his all he tends to pick up new skills easily*

*by his younger brothers' own admittance, he can do anything, complete any task and he can do it well as long as he puts effort into it*

But also canonically:

*had no idea what the fuck rent was*

*a shit liar*

*said "what if I accidentally tell MC I'm in love with them" to MC*

*constantly failing all his classes*

*easily falls for traps/curses*

*emotional intelligence fizzles out when it comes to talking about his own problems/admitting anything about himself*

*bet and lost their new house*

*managed to trick himself into believing he'd get a prize if he won a competition that Diavolo explicitly said there was no prize for*

*came up with a plan to win the competition in a matter of seconds, easily and constantly changing it to better fit the situation at hand. a plan that worked extremely well. lost the competition because he couldn't be bothered to check the title of a book*

Mammon's a character who'll break down and teach you PhD level Mathematics without breaking a sweat and then ask you what kind of animal the Pink Panther is in the next sentence.

I love him. I want to study him under a microscope.

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5,883 notes - Posted July 4, 2022

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On the run

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This is a one shot atm I can see if I can work further but at this time no

Gif credit to xo-tough-love-xo

POV: You

Word count: 715

Gathering my wits about me, I only had so much time to make it out of here. Throwing the bare minimum into a suitcase, I grabbed my Manila envelope with different IDs and a bank account in each to keep me comfortable. Putting on top and zipping the bag closed.

From the time I could remember, it was drilled into me by my parents. "Get out at 18 and don't look back, he'll be coming for you" they broke their contract telling me this but they wanted to give me a chance to get away. The self-defense classes, countless hours at the gym. Being a black belt in jujitsu, martial arts. How to handle various weapons.

Darting down my stairs into my kitchen where I kept my gun and keys to make a getaway into the garage. Rummaging in the drawer for my keys, I froze… there was a single white peony on the countertop That wasn't there when I got the call from my parents this morning. With a shaking hand, picked up the flower. It was fresh, still had dew drops from the morning rain.

I was tempted to lift it to my nose but I knew better. In a rage, threw the delicate flower into the sink and watched as it smacked and the petals flew off the stem. Taking a moment to steady myself. Grabbing my bag and the leash I yelled for my dog "Akira" a sharp whistle but he didn't come. Akira come we need to leave" hearing a low whine from the living room made my way towards the sound.

I found Akira his crate, dropping my knees to undo the locks, he let out a low growl, but he was to late.. a thick hand reached around my throat, pulling me to my feet. I felt a hand reach out to move a strand from my face. "Now just where do you think you are going?" I British accent hissed in my ear. Refusing to answer him I kept my eyes on Akira "Tsk tsk tsk" I waited with baited breathe for the right opportunity. His hand loosened on my throat and that was all I need, raise his hand to my mouth I bit in the skin between his index and thumb and he let out a blood curdling scream, pushing me away from him. He grabbed his hand and let out a low growl. Charging at him, I took my shot and aimed for his gut. The the heel of my foot and drove into his stomach. Bending at his waist to absorb the impact, leaving his back exposed, bringing my elbow down on the base of his neck. Grabbing his neck I turned it till I heard a sicken crack and he laid dead at my feet.

With no time to waste I freed Akira, and we ran to the kitchen grabbing my keys and bag, I flung the garage door open. Bolting to my car and throwing open the door, stuffing my bag and getting Akira in. Jumping in the driver's seat and opened my garage door, when I was blinded by headlights in my review mirror. I could see a figure making their way towards me, dragging a finger along my car till he got to my driver's side window, the barrel of the silencer tapping gentle on the glass, rolling my window down.

I knew I was done I was caught with no escape. Large hands incased in black leather gloves rested. Holding his cerulean gaze, he gave me a cold smile "Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way" I spat at him "Go to hell" he just let out a low rumble of the laugh and moved like lightening, it happened before I could register it. The prick of a needle in my neck and my world going black. I lazily swung my head to look this vile man in the face.

A killer jaw line, with some stubble and mustache. His cerulean blues staring at me with delight and his dark curls just resting about his brow. The last thing I took in were those blue eyes. All the training in the world couldn't save me from this man, this monster

August. Fucking. Walker

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Falling Stars - chapter one

Back to Hank

Connor (dbh) x gn!reader

No Connor interactions just yet ;^

Summary - you return to live in Detroit after having been gone for the past ten years, finding home with a gentleman who had a big part in raising you many years ago.

I'll be releasing this slow-burn fic bi-weekly! Each chapter is very likely to me longer than the rest of my pieces so you'll have to wait a lil while for the next part! If you want to be on a tag list please let me know!!

Word count - 1328

You'd lived in Canada since you were thirteen, when your parents moved you from Detroit to Toronto for their careers. Your family had visited Hank, whi was supposedly their closest friend, a handful of times with the last time being for Coles funeral three years ago.

Scrolling through the news on your phone, you found an article on deviant androids in America. An old case from August in Detroit caught your eye and you clicked it, a handsome young man had saved a child from a deviant. The man himself was supposedly an android.

You heard your parents call you for breakfast downstairs and closed your phone, placing it down on your dresser.

For a few years now, you had resented your parents for not being around Hank after the death of his son more. Hank practically raised you till you moved away, and they hardly cared.

You smiled at the picture of you and Hank you had pinned on your corkboard as you left your bedroom, heading downstairs to the kitchen.

"Mornin' hun," your mum chimed as you entered the kitchen.

Your dad put a plate down for you at the kitchen island, piling breakfast ontop as you sat down. You were quiet for a while as you made a start on your breakfast.

"Have you two heard about the deviant cases in America?" You asked after a while. "I heard there's been some pretty bad ones in Detroit, maybe we should visit Hank,"

"Kiddo, Hank doesn't care. It's just another reason for him to hate androids." Your father responded, sipping his coffee.

"He could get hurt." You muttered. "Not that you two care,"

"We do care, he's just been a bit difficult lately-" your mother spoke softly.

"Oh since his son died and we abandoned him?"

Across the room, your father exhaled loudly. You didn't meet his gaze as you continued with your breakfast.

"Sweetie, he's a washed up drunk now. There's no helping that man," your father said sternly. "You should forget about him, he's a spiteful old bastard."

"That 'spiteful old bastard' raised me when you two chose your careers over your own child."

Your father put his mug down "if he raised you, then go live with him." He growled.

A sigh escaped your lips as you threw your cutlery down and stood, leaving the kitchen to head back to your bedroom. You slammed your foot into your dresser as you entered your room, kicking it.

You pulled your phone from your dresser and looked up the next bus to Detroit. Busbud came up saying there was one leaving at 3pm for C$30. You'd arrive at about 8pm. With pursed lips, you purchased a ticked and prayed to the gods that Hank still lived in Detroit, and that you could find him.

Pulling your suitcase and favourite rucksack from your closet, you began packing. You knew you couldn't bring everything so you packed your favourite things and clothes first, moving onto other things once you knew you had space.

You heard the front door click downstairs and your parents cars leaving for work. Your father was a Surgeon and you mother worked for a news channel.

It was a while before you had to leave for the bus, so you sat in your room, organising things for in case you were to return.

Eventually, it was time for you to leave so you shut off all the lights, threw your rucksack over your shoulder and dragged your suitcase outside. You locked the front door and began walking to the Greyhound bus station.

You soon made it to the bus station, climbing abord your bus and sitting in a seat by the window. For a while, you entertained yourself with apps and games on your phone until the battery began to drain.

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You were shaken awake by the bus driver, it was dark outside and raining outside. Quickly, you thanked the bus driver, gathered your things and got off the bus.

The rain came down heavy, sticking your hair down and pinning it to your forehead as you walked to the police department. You figured you would ask Captain Fowler about Hank.

You spoke to the android at the front desk of the police department, swiftly heading past her into the bullpen. Soon, your eyes landed on the messy desk on the far left of the room. Hank definitely still worked here, however he was not at his desk.

"Is that- [name]-?" Someone questioned from down the hall.

You turned, your eyes landing on the man who had spoken "Captain Fowler," you smiled as you walked down the hall to him.

"How the hell have you been? What are you doing back in Detroit?" He asked. He had watch you grow up, often seeing you sitting at the desk across from Hanks as you did your homework while waiting for your parents.

"I'm good, thank you for asking. I'm here to see Hank, do you know if he's around?"

You noticed someone quirk their head towards you from across the bullpen at the mention of Hank, it was a young man. He sat at the desk opposite Hanks. Most of his dark hair was swept back, a few strands hovered over his forehead. He was the man from the news article you saw this morning. You smiled before turning your attention back to Fowler.

"He's gone home for the day I'm afraid, he still lives at his old place if you want to hunt him down," he smiled to you.

You nodded a thank you, hugging him gently before heading back out of the police department into the rain.

Puddles splashed under your feet as you walked down the street towards Hanks home. You thought back to all the times you'd walked this route with Hank, on the days where your parents were working late or had forgotten to pick you up.

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It was nearly 10pm when you arrived at Hanks front door, the lights were still on inside and you saw Sumo in the window. You tapped your knuckles against the door, knocking until Hank opened the door.

"Fuck yourself Con-" Hank started as he opened the door, stopping as he saw you. "[Name]?"

"Hey Hank, do you mind if I crash here for a bit?"

"Not at all kiddo, always a pleasure to have you around. It's just been a while,"

"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry,"

"Ehhh, don't worry about it. Come on in," he shrugged moving out the way so you could enter his home.

You shuffled inside and Hank closed the door behind you. He gave you a look up and down before speaking.

"You look so grown up, nothing like the kid I helped look after," he half smiled.

"You look old," you grinned.

Hank shook his head and lead you to his spare room, telling you that you could stay there for a while.

You leant your suitcase against a wall and dropped your rucksack, glad to finally be rid of the weight. Your shoulders were burning from the weight of the bag and a sigh escaped your lips as you stood up, your back cracking quietly.

"I've missed you Hank," you smiled at him.

"I've missed you too kiddo,"

"You were like a dad to me," you muttered.

"And yet I still don't get a hug," he joked.

You moved towards him, pulling he older gentleman into a hug. He reciprocated the hug, wrapping his arms around you. Your face pressed against his chest, the smell of cigarettes and whiskey burning at your nose. You didn't specifically care, you felt like you were home.

Hank felt like home, he always kept you safe when you were younger and you had no doubt he would continue to do that.

Eventually, he left to go to bed and you got changed into your pajamas. You slipped into bed and soon drifted to sleep. Finally, you were home.

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That's 53 more posts than 2021!

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#visenya targaryen x reader

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#5

telling robb stark you are pregnant

A/n: Let's leave the war alone for a bit, ok...

Before either of you knew of the joy you were to have, Greywind did

That direwolf would stand in front of you, not letting Robb to touch you, leaving you both confused

Then you figure out you haven't bleed in a while and the thought popped in your mind

Everything your mother told you about being pregnant was slowly becoming real

You saw how your stomach grew

When you told him, he was so happy

His face would light up and a smile played on his face

" You are? " " Oh my, Y/n we will be parents. "

He would tell his family about it, getting congrats and excited cheers

Theon would be a big tease about it, asking you some uncomfortable questions which you got used to from before so it didn't affect you

Robb was more protective over you, telling his best friend to stop it and how it's no place for him to know those things

" I will find that out from you or kid. " If he couldn't tease you, Robb was his victim.

He didn't mind it, the joy of knowing he will be a father were too big for him to even care what Theon was saying.

526 notes - Posted August 12, 2022

#4

Imagine Daemon naming your child after you...

It has been torturing you. The birth of your first child. Sure you are very happy because of it, however, the pain is still there. The sweat and blood made you dizzy. And it exhausted you much.

Your dear husband made it a lot better when he busted through the door, disturbing your ladies who were ushring him out with no success. " Let the man be eith his wife. " He said to them before finally taking your hand in his.

And soon it was over, a little girl was born. " Look at this Princess, Love. " Daemon lifted your daughter to his chest with a genuine smile.

" We shall give her a good name. " He took one look at you and decided. " Perhaps she should share her name with her mother. " You were tired like never before, but not even that could stop uour heart from blossoming. " I would love that. "

567 notes - Posted September 27, 2022

#3

Imagine Prince Daemon asking you for a dance...

You couldn’t help but smile at your reflection, the dress fitted you nicely, it almost seemed too perfect for this occasion.

The dance was about to start and you had the attention of many people, but only one man mattered to you, the man who stood above all. You might have felt his eyes lingering on you while you were passing through the crowd, the purple dots of his eyes laying on you. In no time he was close to you, sneaking so you wouldn’t be prepared when he put his hands on your shoulders.

By the light breeze his skin left on yours you knew it was him. You slowly turned around so he could see you, making sure he was starving at your movement, wishing you would make it easier for him to control his urge to not drag you away from the rest of the people. 

“ My prince. “ Your voice sang, bowing before him, seeing how much it made his nerves work and then raising in front of him till your faces were almost too close.

“ M’Lady. “ He kissed your right hand, making sure to brush his thumb of it, not dropping the eye contact for anything in the world. “ Would you allow me to see how long can you dance for your prince? “ Daemon whispered in to your ear, leaving his hot breath on your neck before waiting for your answer.

The tension was undeniable and your couldn’t help but to smile saying: “ It would be my biggest pleasure to please you, Daemon. “

1,046 notes - Posted August 25, 2022

#2

The Sweetest Betrayal | Aemond Targaryen

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Female!Targaryen!Reader

Summary: The meeting at the Red Keep regarding the Blacks

Warnings: incest, curse words, arguments

A/n: There is going to be one more part to this, so I hope you enjoyed in this. Also I feel like I went a little bit too much off on one part, you will see which one, but nevertheless I hope you like it.

Part 1

His arrival to King's Landing caused no new suspicions. As much as Aegon II could be paranoid, he never would have thought of his little brother's betrayal to be possible. Vhagar flew into the crowd of other dragons, leaning just to give a perfect spot for Aemond to jump off her.

" Well morning, Brother! " The King greeted Aemond loudly.

" Good day, Brother! What brings you here? " The prince patted Vhagar before she flew back up in the sky, Sunfyre following after her.

" I have waited for you to return, we need to discuss our next attack. "

" Or defence, you never know if they are planning to attack us first. "

" Well, that is why we need to think of something quickly. “ The two brothers head to the castle, they grew up in. They received greetings on every step they took, men bowing next to them one after the other. A smile poked at Aegon’s lips, proudly walking around his castle. The praise he was given just for his pure existence was tempting, that much Aemond knew. His brother was always encouraged by their mother to be the best since he was going to be a King. And never did Aegon refuse to be great, because he knew what he wanted and his hunger for it grew with him. 

The castle they now lived in was not the same as the one when their father was alive. The sun was much brighter and better singing around them. It was as if Gods turned their backs on Targaryens for their greed and wish for more power. While they were together they cared about the family. However, now that is split, it’s going to stay in such a broken state until it’s destroyed.

By the way Aemond’s home looked, dark and dull, he already felt like the Greens lost the war.

As the brothers entered the room where everyone waited, they were met with more bows and with the look of their sweet mother. “ Now that, our King is here we may start. “ The dowager queen announced, with men sitting and quieting down. Aemond received a little glance of his mother’s look before the meeting started.

It was a challenge for him to bear it. In the meeting, Aegon talked about his plan and how they will wait for Rhaenyra and the rest of the Blacks to attack King’s Landing, giving the Greens a shield if they needed it. He talked of what he will do to Rhaenyra, Daemon and their dragons when he catches them. Aemond was through the whole meeting squizzing his hand and biting his tongue, hoping for no mention of Y/n to take place. 

And when her name was finally spoken, Aegon only replied “ Well, for her... We have plenty of time to think what we will do with her. “ Somehow he kept his mouth shut, but his eye shot fire bolts at his King. He sat through the whole meeting and even when other men were leaving the room, he didn’t move from his spot a single bit.

A hand fell on his shoulder, making him look up and see his mother. “ Go with me. “ Soon he found himself in his mother’s chambers as she saw him walk to the window and stare at the windy weather. 

“ Are you not feeling well? You haven’t said a single word the entire day. And I noticed you were shaking at some point, did you catch a cold? “ He only shook his head. Alicent hurriedly walked over to him, laying a hand on his forehead. “ You do feel warm, are you sure- “ 

“ I said I was good! “ He raised his voice, calming when noticing he did so. “ Thank you, mother. “ Stunned Alicent watched him in disbelief, she knew he had a temper, but never used it on her. 

“ What is bothering you? “ She asked in a strong tone. “ Can you not look your own mother in the eyes when she speaks to you? “ Aemond turned from her. “ No. “

“ What do you mean ‘ no ‘ Aemond?” 

“ I meant, I can’t look at you. “ His tone didn’t raise at all, he stayed calm and quiet. “ Where is that coming from? Are you being jealous of Aegon, because he is King, what is his right? “ 

“ I said no. “ 

“ Then what is it? You were quiet when he talked about Rhaenyra and Daemon. “ When mentioning them, she go quiet for a moment, thinking to herself it couldn’t be possible. 

“ Don’t tell me, that’s where you have been... “ 

“ Mother, I told you no. “ 

“ Then what else could it be? You don’t like your nephews. For Lord’s sake, you almost killed one at the Storm’s End. What could you be hiding-

“ It isn’t possible you are with Daemon's daughter. “ Alicent covered her mouth with her hand. A sob escaped from the depth of her soul. She knew it was true what she meant when Aemond took a first look at her. 

“ Is it Y/n? “ Her eyes watered at the honest look Aemond showed. “ Did you found her, somewhere? Are you hiding her? You have to tell Aegon. “ She quickly gasped, expresing great shock on her face. “ Did she secude you? She is just like her mother- “ 

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hiii! could u perhaps do an imagine about aemond one eyed x daemon’s daughter and being w her will test his loyalties to his brother and his cause? like he will def be torn between loyalty to his brother aegon and his love for y/n

The Sweetest Betrayal | Aemond Targaryen

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Female!Targaryen!Reader

Summary: Aemond got too involved with Y/n, she was just an innocent flirt. Now things were diffrent, she was his enemy but they are already too in love to stop themselves from seeing each other, even if it was behind their families’ backs.

Warnings: fluff, meantions of war, incest (cousins), kissing...

A/n: I hope the person who requested this doesn’t mind me making this into a series, so I will have more part and more people involved (Aegon II, Alicent, Daemon, Daeron, possibly Rhaenyra and others), and make this longer.

Part 2

With his one good eye, he looked at the person he feared he loved the most. She was still asleep. " Gods. " He thought. " Such an angel should not be involved with me or this war. " The cold weather hit his muscles which were out in the open since the last night.

He made sure to wrap her in the fur, hoping her mind was clear of bad thoughts that haunted him. At least she looked peaceful, away from the chaos which was rising up.

Aemond groaned, knowing he got too involved with her, if it was only him loving her, the prince would be long gone, suffering in his loss at King's Landing and not watching his cousin sleep. At that the cousin he was supposed to see as an enemy, not kissing her tenderly and caressing her soft skin.

He wasn't the only one in love, she was too. And because he knew she loved and cared for him, no matter how cruel he could be, there was no strength in him to leave her. What were they before the war? A pair of kids that were messing around. He was often getting glares at his uncle Daemon anytime they were too close to each other.

Until they were able to sneak away and share their first kiss. The love started there and maybe they didn't know it then but it would be just a kiss that would be repeated again and again... Then the war happened and now neither of them is safe.

His uncle is not far away from his daughter's room, as much as he knows the man could be waiting at her doors, seconds away from opening it and witnessing this scene.

They are enemies and he would probably be killed in no time. If his brother found out about Aemond even seeing the " enemy " the lightest punishment he would receive would be being locked up in a cell, stripped of his title and forgotten left to rot until he dies from starvation or dehydration.

His mother wouldn’t be pleased either, she would be disappointed in his decisions and he would be the enemy of his brothers, sister, mother, grandfather, nephews, niece and to all that support his brother’s claim.

The sun is almost going to rise and he will have to leave Y/n before her family wakes up. Well his too, but the war tore them apart. The prince walks to the chair which was holding his shirt, preparing to leave. However, he didn’t want to leave without her knowing. Aemond left the shirt in its place, laying his arms on the bed, crawling slowly to her spot, being very careful to not make too much noise.

“ Y/n. “ He called her name, seeing no reaction. “ Y/n. “ He shook her lightly, not wanting to scare her. Her purple eyes shinned when she was able to see his face.

“ Morning, Love. “ He smiled at her, lowering himself until he meet her lips. “ Morning. “ She was smiling too until she realised the sun was soon going to be up in the sky. “ You have to go? “ Y/n sadly whispered, hugging the fur which she was surrounded by even tighter.

“ I know, love. I have to, before... “

“ I hate this Aemond. I hate this war, hate that our family is split in two, I hate how we will never be able to live in peace, I just want... “ Her eyes couldn’t hold in the tears anymore, she broke down and Aemond quickly started showing her his support, holding her with his arms as if he was scared to let her go.

“ I just... want us...all of us to be...to be happy. “ She was able to finish her sentence and saw how one of her tears trailed down his chest. “ I wish that too, so very much. “ Seeing how sad their situation made her, Aemond’s heart was breaking, especially when he knew he couldn’t do much.

He wanted to do nothing more than tell her they can fix it, that their family won’t fight, that there would be no war and she should be sad. But he knew, he couldn’t lie to her even if he wanted.

Aemond wished he could come to her father, ask for her hand and get permission from him and he could finally marry his lovely Y/n, and take her somewhere they can be in peace. “ Love, you know I hate nothing more but having to leave you, but I must before we are seen together. “

“ I know you must. “ She let go of him, trying to stop her tears knowing they would make him stay longer which she would be delighted by, however it was risky to have him be here for too long.

Aemond dressed up, and walked to her window, pulling at the rope to see if it was stable. He let go of the rope, stepping in front of Y/n’s teary face, and kissing her cheek softly. “ I will see you soon again. “

As she saw him approach Vhagar, she took her napkin, tapping on her wet face. She weaved to him, barely smiling from the pain she felt. Aemond felt the same pain stabbing him in the chest as he was leaving, he flew away and she returned to bed, not knowing what to do with herself, just wishing for him to come back to her and never leave again.

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Soulmate AU

Bucky x F!Reader Part1/?

Summary: When you turn 18 you get the name of a song on your wrist. That is the song you and your soulmate share. It is also how you can communicate with them.

Warnings: Lots of fluff, brief mentions of death, therapy, implied winter soldier, anxiety (bucky and reader)

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: So I was listening to a song that reminded me of Bucky when I thought of this idea if you know of someone who thought of it first just lmk. I’m probably going to make this a series. Master list will hopefully be up soon. As with any of my work unedited. All my own original work. (All Rights Reserved) Gif not my own.

Masterlist

At age 18 everyone was blessed with the ability to see the song their soulmate shared. So when you turn 18 on August 5th you were more than excited. You couldn’t wait till you found the one. You currently had a boyfriend Killian. His name was harsh but he wasn’t if anything he was the perfect boyfriend. Telling you no matter what you and he would stay together because he loved you. So when yours and his songs didn’t match up your heart broke a little bit. You could’ve sworn that Killian was the one for you. He had gotten He’s a Pirate by Klaus Badeit and you got It’s Been a Long, Long Time by Harry James you wondered if the universe could screw up. I mean you and Killian might have been meant to be. He stayed with you even though you both knew that he wasn't happy. So you finally decided to let him go. Let him find his soulmate. It was just your luck that he was your best friend's soulmate. That night you decided it was time for you to try to meet your soulmate. So you played the song. The pleasant melody lulling you to a soft slumber. You could feel your body falling. Soon you the falling feeling stop and you open your eyes. You were in a dimly lit room. The decor seems to be a 1940s aesthetic. You found comfort in it. It seemed homely. A simple fridge in the corner curtain blocking the natural light coming from the window above the sink. You called out "Hello sorry it took so long to come."

There was no reply. Maybe he hadn't had his 18th birthday yet. That was always a possibility. So you waited. Every night for about 2 years you would try and contact him. You had started believing that you didn't have a soulmate. But then how could you have a song on your arm. Then a chilling thought came to your mind. Maybe he was in a relationship and didn't want to be with you. No, he was your soulmate how could he not want to be with you. You and he were destined to be together. It didn't matter you hadn't needed a man before to make you happy so why should you now. Eventually, you just stopped trying. Stopped wondering if your soulmate was out there. You had given up. If he wanted to know you he would have reached out by now.

<~>

Buckys life had not been all sunshine and daisies like he had planned. He had planned to find his soulmate go fight in the war and return to you. That dream was crushed when he realized he didn't have a soulmate. He tried the night of his 18 birthday and months after that. Either you didn't turn 18 for another year or to or you didn't exist. Looking back on it now he was happy that he never found you. He couldn't believe the heartache that you would face if you had found out he had died or if you had found out what he had done. "James," Dr.Raynor's voice cutting through his haze. "James the point of these sessions is to talk out your problems. What's been on your mind?"

He looks down to where he poorly hid the letter etched on his skin.

"Your thinking about her. Aren't you? Why don't you try contacting her?"

"Because what kind of soulmate would I be if one day I show up and say hey so I am alive I do exist but we can't be together cause I killed a bunch of people?"

"Why don't you let her decide that? Why are you taking away her right to know that she at least has a soulmate? What's stopping you from trying?"

Her words made sense but you couldn't let her know that they did. Maybe he did owe it to you that he shows up at least once. So he did. He turned on It’s Been a Long, Long Time by Harry James and began drifting off into peace. The familiar feeling of failing is greeted by the scent of his old home. For some reason, he always ended up here. He calls out "Hello" to his surprise someone responds.

<~>

"Hello," an uncertain voice speaks out. His voice is angelic.

"Hey," you step into the natural light. Hoping that maybe he will too.

"Wow, you are even prettier than I could ever imagine." You giggle a little bit.

"You must have been picturing a toad cause that's the only way I would be prettier than you imagined."

"Oh no, I was definitely picturing an angel." He said stepping into the light. He steps with caution as if any moment could be his last. You had seen this before in your father. When he came back from the war. Other than the obvious caution in his step he was quite handsome. He had a little bit of stubble which you didn't mind. His piercing blue eyes made you feel safe. He was all you dreamed of when you thought of the perfect man. HE had a leather jacket and gloves on. A pair of jeans cover his legs while he wears military-style boots. Giving you further evidence he is a vetran.

"Well, you yourself are quite handsome." His features softened. You maybe even saw a small smile.

"I'm sorry it took so long for us to meet. I just don't believe I deserve love after all I have done. So I came here to show you that I exist but I should be leaving."

"Wait-" you cried out before he vanished. Tears stream down your face. As the song ends you are pulled out of the dream.

The next morning you wake up clutching a pillow. Your cheeks were tear-stained. Had last night really happened? You had met your soulmate and he left all in one night. All you wanted was to be in his arms. You had to find him. To show him that he does indeed deserve love.

<~>

He had met you. Like Dr.Raynor suggested but when he saw how beautiful how innocent you were he could let him corrupt you. His heart broke when you called out to him but he couldn't let that get to him. How could he expect you to deal with him let alone love him with the fact that he had killed so many people? You deserved better but his heart and entire body betrayed him. His body was betraying him. He wanted to feel your touch on his skin. To heal all your wounds the ones he had caused and the ones others have caused.

"How did it go?" Dr. Raynor asked

"It went amazing doc. I told her she was better than I could've imagined she told me I was handsome and then I left her there. I left here there to deal with the pain alone. I hurt her like I like hurt everyone else. So maybe your little plan to unite u to helo me didn't work."

"James you have to open up to someone if not your soulmate sam or I find someone because one day you are going to find a challenge you can face alone and you are going to get yourself seriously hurt."

That rung true but he already hurt you would you be there tonight. He hoped you would be. Maybe he could right this wrong before he made it worse.

<~>

You wanted to try again tonight. Try and contact him again against all of your friend's opinions but you had to find him. He was your soulmate. It didn't matter how many times he hurt you. You would always go back. So you put on the song on repeat and felt the feeling of falling. Allowing yourself to feel welcome in the kitchen you always seemed to find yourself in. You walked into the light first and called out "Hello. Listen I know last night you said I deserved better but I don't want better. I want y-"

You were cut off before you could finish "Listen what I said last night I meant. I am not a good guy. I can't explain this feeling. I can't explain the way when I am with you I feel safe. So I am sorry for what I said yesterday but I was hoping we could just meet here for now. I know it may not be what you want but it's all I can handle right now."

"Yes. Please yes, I will take whatever you are offering." You reach out to touch him. He flinches a bit but lets you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and interlaced your fingers hoping he gets the hint you want to dance. He does He carefully wraps his arms around your waist. He is wearing the same outfit as the first time you met him. You didn't mind your mindless start dancing in the kitchen. It's about 2 or 3 minutes later you realize you are now dancing by yourself. You laugh a little at the fact that you were dancing alone. When you pull yourself out of reality.

Chapter 2!

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Destiel Chronicles

Vol. LXXIII

It was a love story from the very beginning.

You Are (Part II)

(11x21/11x22a)

Hello dear friends! We are reaching the end of the season 11!

Remember this is a series of metas focused on Destiel, and maybe some topics like Chuck, or Sam's arch could be taken superficially.

I will talk here about episode 11x21 and first part of 11x22, so I hope you can enjoy the last ones from this season.

Let's start!

Longing for you

What is important about Destiel in episode 11x21 'All in family' ? Amara uses Dean's longing for Castiel as a phone line to reach him through the angel.

And this is one of the most Destiel iconic scenes, showing us how canon is that Dean and Cas share a profound bond, that bond turns out so real, that even Amara (and Jack in season 13) are able to find Dean (and Cas).

I'm not giving new facts here, but remember when Claire Novak was walking down the road and Castiel appears in his car, and he talks about how an angel can sense longing? That's the connection we need to think over here.

Dean was in the middle of the night, again because he couldn't sleep, worried about Cas and the horrible torture he was receiving from Amara, and all those desperate thoughts, longing strongly for him, when Amara showed in front of him with Casifer in bad shape to threatening him.

Amara knows now Dean's Tru feeling for Castiel, and when Lucifer loses conscience she senses that longing too. She frowns and with a hand on Castiel's chest (and this is very symbolic, the chest is where the heart is placed) she reaches Dean.

This is one of my favorite references in the show about the relationship between Dean and Cas. Their profound bond is real, and I'm certainly sure we will see some of it again as endgame for Destiel. (We already saw it in episode 15x09, and I wrote about it in this meta here.)

So, we learned in the last meta that Amara can't contact Dean anymore, so she will use that feeling, that strong connection between the angel and Dean she has just discovered, to reach him.

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When Dean sees Cas in that shape (okay, maybe Casifer but it was Cas' vessel) he became more desperate.

Even with Chuck there and all the questions they want to make him, Dean focuses on Cas. He cut his brother in the middle of a speech.

Dean: Amara is – she's in my head. Hey, I didn't ask for it, okay? She just showed up. But she's showing me visions of – of Lucifer. By Lucifer, I mean Cas, and he looks like crap – like she's really doing a number on him.

Dean ignores Amara used the connection he has with Castiel to find him, but we, as audience, know because the writers wanted us to know about the way Amara reached Dean.

Here again, is not Lucifer, but Cas the one that cares to Dean, because for him, CAS IS THE ONE BEING BEATED UP BY AMARA.

There's another Canon scene, in which Amara appears again in front of Dean, and when you look for the connection with Cas, you find Sam and Donnie talking about angels. Even Sam says the word: ANGELS.

This is perfectly settled by writers too, as we know, because in season 13, we will see how Dean gets very sad when he speaks about angels to the sheriff in episode 13x01, so when we say Angels, we say CAS.

Dean's thoughts were on Castiel

Another Canon fact, but building perfectly by Berens, playing with the switch between scenes that characterizes him, is the rescue of Castiel and Amara and Dean meeting.

These two scenes are switching with a purpose: TO SHOW US THAT DEAN WINCHESTER ISN'T BONDED TO AMARA IN THE WAY HE WAS AND MORE IMPORTANT, WHERE DEAN'S THOUGHTS WERE: ON CAS.

Amara: Thank you for reaching out to me, Dean.

Dean: You said you wanted to meet.

Dean doesn't want to be nice with her, 'I CAME BECAUSE YOU WANTED ME TO COME (Because you threatened me, and because you have my angel) is not something Dean wanted but is something Dean is using to keep her away while Casifer is rescued.

Amara: I missed you. And the... sensations you arouse. I know you feel the same way. So...what do we do?

Dean: There can be no us. We should just walk away.

Amara: Then why don't you?

This is a little ironic, because Dean is rejecting God's sister ONCE AND FOR ALL, and indirectly is because HE LOVES SOMEONE ELSE and because HIS THOUGHTS ARE ON CAS NOW, is as if he was saying WE CAN'T GO OUT, I'M IN LOVE WITH CASTIEL.

And it keeps being more interesting, because Dean asks for a separation, 'We should walk away' and Amara is like: OKAY YOU DON'T WANT TO BE WITH ME THEN WHY YOU CAME? And we laugh because HE WENT TO YOU BECAUSE WE NEED CAS BACK.

Berens want us to make the connection with the switch of scenes.

Amara: Dean, give up your... smallness, your humanity and become boundless within me.

With my head again on my spec, I can't stop thinking how this is so related to it, because DEAN REJECTS THIS OFFER GIVEN BY AMARA, A FORCED BOND, will he be able to decide it for himself? And I meant, as the Destiel endgame I presented to you months ago, will Dean be able to give up his humanity for love? And be one with Castiel? Willingly?

Dean: You're right. I am drawn to you. And it bothers the hell out of me, 'cause I can't control it.

Perfectly said by Dean himself: IT BOTHERS THE HELL OT OF HIM, the feeling that Amara gives him, is not something he wants.

Amara: Then why fight it? What you're feeling is that I am the end of your struggle. Something stops you. Keeps you from having it all.

There's a huge misscomunication here, Dean is saying I DON'T LIKE YOU, and she is not getting the message.

We also know what is the only thing that stopped Dean to give up before Amara: Cas, and because the scenes between this one and Cas' rescue keep happening, the audience also knows it.

Amara: Where are your thoughts? Something's different.

Thanks to Master Berens we can answer this for Dean: CASTIEL.

Something is different since Dean found out Lucifer had Cas, and then that Amara had Lucifer who had Cas. So... Yes.

From daddy issues to Dean's worries about Cas

Quickly, I want to point a couple of facts from episode 11x22.

About Destiel, we had Dean worried about what Cas thought about the plan they were constructing between demons, witches and angels. He was the only one here asking for Castiel's opinion, and the concern he shows made Lucifer felt so done, and mocking him again. 'Yes, your husband is agreed', the line wasn't this one but it sounded like that, right?

Then, there was two scenes, and I want you to know I'm not talking about new things again, as I repeated a thousand of times, these scenes had been analyzed plenty in the fandom, but I have to mention them anyway.

When Amara enters on the place where everyone were waiting to attack her, she didn't look well, and the first thing Dean's body does is trying to reach her. Sam stopped him. It was like a reflection, vestiges of the forced bond

But immediately after that, we had our Destiel scene. When Amara hurts Casifer, Dean yells Cas' name and went to attack her.

Where's the power Amara has on Dean on that? Inexistent. Is gone when Cas is the one in danger.

Amara quotes: WELCOME TO THE END, as a foreshadow of Chuck at the end of season 14.

To Conclude:

Episode 11x21 are full of Profound Bond references and Destiel.

Is blatant here that Amara lost badly against those blue eyes.

Dean's thoughts had been always on Castiel.

Hope you like this meta, see you in the next one! The last from season 11!

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𝕿𝖔𝖐𝖎𝖙𝖔 𝕸𝖚𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖔𝖚 𝖃 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 ➸ 𝕾𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖞

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Headcanon of the day!

Muichirou is really oblivious when it's come to the "spark of warmness" or "the feel of butterflies in the stomach" because he's very young who never experience it himself due to his memories loss.

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Can I just say that I adore this boy? He's so adorable that I want a child just like him ;w; Also this story is based off my friend's parents' love story! I think it's cute since the Reader is 24 years old with a young teen like Muichiro like how they got together! I seriously love how pure their love is <3

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The divine conductor brings the soft serenade of the autumn. If comes as a serene music, at first quiet below the high notes of the summer, the ones that dance with a rambunctious joy as the trees are laughing once more, dressed in their carnival clothes, the gold and scarlet of the autumn days.

They play about the earthy hues of the branch and trunk, proud flags in any sky. As they do, you take in the freshly calm air with that hint of an earthly aroma, the fragrance of homeliness. The autumn breeze carries fine drops, each one a promise of the rain to come. As newly chilled air moves the clouds, streaks of brilliance break through from a patient sun.

You let your eyes rest for a moment, feeling the ambiance of the road, hearing the sounds, taking in the aroma, letting your brain be still. Then when you want to see, it's as if you just arrived here, beamed in from some other place and time, able to see clearly.

This autumn breeze has a way of moving your (hair's color) hair, of tousling it into buoyant curls. It carries with it the fragrance of earth, soft after the washing of the rain and a sweet and steady sense of joy. And as it dances with the canopies of flame, it alights both eyes and soul, yet more as the feeling of a mother's lullaby, a comforting delight.

The locks of your hair were floating behind you freely as you stood there, a smile spreads across your lips as you slowly reopen your eyes, revealing a pair of (eyes' color) eyes to the world to see. A small figure stood behind you, seemingly deep in his thoughts as he was gazing at the clear blue skies.

❝I wonder what kind of shape that cloud is supposed to be...❞ He murmured, slowly getting deeper into his thoughts.

He've been wondering why you dragged him here almost immediately when he got home from a mission. He didn't understand why you were always stuck by his side even though he doesn't clearly remember who you are to him before he lost his memories.

❝Hey, Muichirou❞

He hummed, signaling you that he was listening to whatever you were about to say next as his eyes still focused on the very clouds that caught his attention.

❝I know you don't remember this but whenever you feel sad, I always dragged you away from your home so we could do this❞

Raising your hand towards him, reaching for his hand as you held his softly before deciding to tell him ❝You've always seems to dazed off a lot, so may I have this dance?❞

The autumn breeze tousled Muichirou's hair and pinked his cheeks. The warmth that had been in the wind just last week had either evaporated into the sky or leached into the earth. It gave life to the long grass at the side of the road, still yellowing from the high August sun. The strands swayed out of time with the gusts brought on by the road, a postage stamp echo of the prairie wheat fields he knew as a small child.

He didn't know why he suddenly felt so warm whenever you're looking at him with a smile as you pulled him towards the middle of the empty road with the orangish gold leaves dancing against the wind. Heart beating so fast yet so soft against his chest as a faint pink dust spread across his cheeks, letting you guiding him to dance with you as the autumn leaves come and join the dance, floating passed by you two.

As you continue to dance and spins around the road with the trees and leaves surrounding both of you ❝I might be your senior to you now but I've had always been  looking out for you ever since you were a little kid and that's why... ❞

You paused for a moment, finding the right words to say as your (eyes' color) orbs met his mint green ones, grinning ❝If you can't remember me from the mind then I'm make sure that your heart will remember me!❞

Autumn breeze and scarlet leaf come together to choreograph the new season. The road in its new gaiety no long says "walk" but instead "dance with me." Nobody notice it, but on the inside, if they pay more attention to it. They can hear the music that belongs to the autumn, the notes that strike a chord with our inner rhythms and keep their younger self from the inside.

The way you were claiming that, he could hardly believe you were older than him. You act like a young teen would yet you has the appearance of a young woman and you were also one of the oldest among the pillars yet he couldn't stop the smile from growing onto his face as the both of you continue to spin and dance freely.

The leaves dance from branch to ground, each a colourful flag without strings or pole, free to roam. You feel the breeze, rich with the aroma of the earth, the keeper of the seeds for the springtime to come. There is a calmness, as if all the gold, berry-reds and browns that flutter about are a cozy quilt, bringing both of you the same peace as the nighttime. It is the time you once again see how the trees are clad in the many hues of the soil, see how their bark is their fingerprint, speaking to us of beauty in their silent way.

At first, you weren't not sure if you hear it right, if it is truly there, and there you are. It comes like a lullaby, a mother's song, to soothe in the most beautiful way. It is the way life gives even when she must take, to show that your dance together is both eternal and wonderful. And so you love each note, this music that comes as reliably as sunrise.

It was as if Mother Nature knew about this little dance was going to take place there and you were sure happy to know that he finally opened up a little now, it was all thanks to Mother Nature for bringing the season of Autumn at the perfect timing.

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A/N:

I'm not sure if I portrayed his character right but I hope you enjoy it since I was waiting for episode 22 to come out so I could put the gif! Also did you know that in Japan, Japanese women who aren't married after the age of 25 will be called as "Chrismas Cake"? I didn't know till I learned about it from a video I found.

[witchersmistress]

Stolen by the monster part 1

Now, nobody come at me for this... but what if august didn't die, only got the hook to his shoulder instead.. for years he sits and waits planning his revenge..

His revenge you ask?? Taking Ethan Hunts daughter, the one he never knew he had with Julia. The daughter she gave up to protect her..

He watched her for weeks, lurking and waiting. Till one summer night, when he got the confirmation that hunt was with Julia. He made his move, with a nod to his partner, he cut power to her home and made a sudden move for his partner.

Slicing through the man's neck, I watched as he clutched at his neck trying to stop the bleeding, his life force flickering like flames in his eyes, as he dropped to the floor with one ragged breath and he was gone. Wiping the blade of my knife of his pants before sheathing it, I took a look around, planting the evidence I needed and making my way out of this room.

I looked back at the lifeless corpse of my companion. The man was a pig, he wanted to traffic the girl and do some really sick things to her. He was vile but a nessacary evil. He had connections I needed to exploit. To make sure this job was done and hunt nor Julia couldn't stop me.

The moment, he cut the power to the block, making sure the alarm was deactivated he outlived his usefulness, for you are mine and mine alone.

Stalking through her house, looking at the walls of books and various art supplies, this wasn't what he expected. Gingerly taking the steps 1 at a time, listening for the smallest of sounds of you. Making his way to the second floor, doing sweeps of every room before coming to yours at the end of the hallway, the sweat was running down my face, anger and revenge coiling tight in my chest as my heart sped up. Pushing the door open careful with my gun, it swung slowly with the smallest of creaks as it exposed you to me.. so beautiful.

The moonlight was all the light I needed.. slowly moving forward I thought of the ways I could hurt Ethan hunt, by using you. A small gasped stopped me, you kicked off your sheet, exposing you curvy figure to me. Wearing silk pajama shorts that had ridden up exposing your milky white thighs with a distinctive scar, running down the length of your thigh.

The silk camisole had ridden up to show off you plump stomach and ample breasts, the underside of your breast I could just barely see, soft and supple. Breasts that would look amazing, in my face as I nipped and sucked on them as you rode my thick cock, chiding myself "bad August, now isn't playtime"

I traced the skin of your stomach, stopping the admire the varying tattoos on your skin and the little stud in your belly button, fingering the jewelry, enticed a slight moan from those plump lips. Snickering to myself, I found my hands trailing lower as I took a seat on the edge of your bed.

My hand passing over the edge of your shorts, stopping on the top of your plump juice ass, I just wanted to sink my teeth into and smack till my hand print was a permanent mark on your ass. Sliding my hand down the curve of your ass, I didn't feel anything else. Slipping a hand under your pink shorts, you had no panties on. I let out a low rumble of a laugh

The thought of just your thin silk shorts being the only barrier between me and that glistening pink pussy, I've watched you play with countless times in the past several weeks, cause the low throbbing in my cock to turn into raging hard on. I look at my watch and see I've wasted 15 minutes just sitting here watching you. Reluctantly pulling my hand from your frame, I stood to my full height adjust myself as I looked around your room, throwing clothes and your sentimental items into bag making sure you had what you need. I looked back at the bed, you shifted to your back with your thighs spread apart.

Those pink shorts did little to hide your pretty pink cunt. Slipping a syringe out of my pocket, removing the cap with my teeth, and disguarding it to the floor. Placing my gloved hand on your throat and turned your head to the side, I slowly stuck the needle in watching the sedative flood your system. No chance you'll wake up now.

Calling for the extraction team, picking you up in my arms and carrying you downstairs

I refused to hand you off to one of my men and opted to put you in the van myself. We were almost set to leave when someone radioed "what about the black and white cat?" Damn it I cursed I forgot about it. "Grab it and get out. I cradled your head in my lap and they handed the cat carrier to me with the screaming creature. I didn't wish to bring the thing with me but you loved it so much. With a nod of my head we were on the move.

We came the end of your street and with a push of a button, your house, your life and you went up inflames. You had a gas stove that was leaking and when you went to light a candle in your room, the house imploded taking your life with it. Julia would mourn you and Ethan would mourn the daughter he never met.

As of for you, my sweet little petal, you are now mine. You'll grow to love me. You'll be the soft pink light in my dark world.