#I'll be fine but I'm just annoyed at myself and panicking a little

[heartshattering]

One song and two Wikipedia articles later and now I'm getting catastrophic thoughts again 🙃

[diacripticcomplex]

I saw your yandere fic and I was wondering if I could request the same but this time with Shu but like no smut I prefer more blood and gore if that's oks w you. Thanks!

Shu’s POV:

Sigh...I did not want to be in the game room with all these loud idiots but I was dragged in. I sat back on the chair, I closed my eyes but even with my eyes closed I could envision everything perfectly. It was Subaru's turn, throwing darts, he wasn't too bad at it..if he worked on his form he would've done better, I opened one of my eyes for a brief moment to observe his form..good, that was much better. He got a bullseye in one shot. I close my eyes again. I didn't care much to play or even watch but sometimes I like to observe. "Since we're all here, maybe we should play a game together?" even with my eyes closed I could tell which annoying mouth that came from, Laito of course. "What do you say Ayato?" he asked his even more annoying triplet. "what will I get when I beat all your sorry asses?" he asked with much confidence in his voice, he's so irritating..."The prize will be Little bitch~ You don't mind right Shu?" Laito chirped, he said my name but I didn't really pay attention to what he was saying. I just stared blankly at him. "What? No way, I'm with Shu. I can't be the prize." The prey said, 'I'm with Shu." How hilarious, she's not with me. I haven't even defiled her man eater lower body yet...

"So are you in Shu?" one of them asks me I don't even care to acknowledge who. "No, it's a pain I can do without.." I mumbled. I heard a scoff from Reiji. "I figured you would postulate that sort of statement, he's a good for nothing deadbeat, if you look up the word spineless in a dictionary you would see a picture of him right beside the definition." ouch, Reiji always says such hilariously crude things, regardless I have to show him who's the eldest after all. I get up. "Fine I'll play.." I say. Much to everyone's shock, they're so dramatic it's not that serious, just doing some humbling to my younger siblings. I get in my form, I've always been good at darts...even taught my old human friend how to play..great times. I focused and landed 3 darts into the bullseye. "No way, this bastard actually won??" Ayato whined, Laito awed in amazement. "No fair!" Kanato cried, "Well I guess he is the eldest after all.." Subaru commented. Reiji said nothing, what could he say..? Losers can't talk.

"Shu I'm so glad you won, congra-" she began to say, what a slut..she wanted to be the prize afterall, she wanted me to fight for her, it's rather pathetic but I will make my point clear and instill this into the minds of all my annoying brothers. I grabbed her wrist and turned her, pressing myself up against her back. Of course she began being problematic and moving around so much trying to break free, but I held her firmly, I took one of the darts and held it to her eye. "Make another move and I'll poke your little eye out.." I gently tell her, meaning it. I wouldn't mind gouging out her eyeball and crushing it under my foot..."You were excited to be made the prize for this, weren't you..?" She squirmed and tried to deny it, its honestly pointless. "Shu what are you doing?! Don't engage in such filth down here..!" Reiji nagged, I smirk at all of them. "Hush now, losers can't talk.." I remarked, then glided my tongue on her nape, she was so hot her skin was practically steaming, she was getting turned on by this..? Dirty girl. I won't complain. "No..please let go..!!" she kept panicking, well it was now or never, I bit into her flesh. And it tasted like nothing I have ever tasted before...it was like a hot meal on a cold day, it felt life changing.

I think it was the fear and embarrassment she felt, that's why her blood tasted so good, she definitely wasn't like other prey. I understand now why she was brought to us. Well brought to me. After tasting this blood, I don't think I will be passing her to my brothers, I don't understand why I feel this way..I couldn't care less about any of the sacrificial brides before, but this one...I want to defile her, break her body and suffocate her in a world of pain and despair. I noticed her clenching her silly little rosary. "No ones coming to save you." I whispered in her ear, then teleported us into my room. Her blood is like a drug, I want more and more of it.

This blood was giving me energy to do so many things to this body of hers..I take the knife from my nightstand and press to her cheek. “Take off your clothes” I tell her, “no..! I can’t do that!” She yelled, her disobedient yells were irritating me. I took the knife and sliced her clothes off. She quickly covered herself with her hands, her undergarments looked pathetic, lacked so much sex appeal, you’d think she’d have better undergarments, being the slut she is.. “Please Shu…don’t do this..” she cried, that wasn’t a bad face, I liked her crying face it was contoured with a hidden lust. I slice her chest, lightly and so much blood poured out, I lapped it up. She kept trying to fight me so I took the knife and stabbed right through her wrist and the scream that came with it was delightful, I could listen to her screams all day…she let out her tears and cried uncontrollably at this. “Take it out..! Please it hurts so much..!” She panted out. I rip the knife out her wrist which gave her even more pain but I did what she wanted. I lick the knife, then proceed to drinking the blood from her impaled wound on her wrist. Yea she’s not going anywhere…

[canmom]

I don’t think you need to be embarrassed for your long Star Wars takes! Reading people’s opinions on stories is very nice, if there’s been some thought put into them.

I thinks it’s fine to be a little bit of a rat, at least once in a while.

you are entirely right, anon. i was being ridiculous, and also very rude to my friend Ash @centrally-unplanned, who i really like talking to on this website, and don't actually intend to stop >_<

unfortunately after all this time I've still not stopped being an insane person!

sometimes a scrupulosity or subcultural affiliation anxiety from the 2010s will just grab the reins for a while and I'll imagine some scenario where all my friends will think I'm annoying or evil and abandon me over (xyz). not an entirely baseless fear, given shit that has happened, but i have a completely fucked sense of what other people actually find offputting and what people actually like about me.

to get perhaps excessively introspective, ig there's also this fear of like... i got into lesswrong back in... probably 2009-2010 right. got into online social justice about the same time. both of them being extremely demanding rules based ideologies, at least as i perceived them, filled some sort of void for me. after a couple of years i concluded lesswrong was a cult and distanced myself; after some more years i developed similar feelings towards the online sj subculture (while trying not to throw the baby out with the bathwater). i flirted with other ideologies - my sister still jokes about my 'Maoist phase' - and got involved with the anarchist/antifascist scene a bit while i was in London. in that time i had a very standoffish stance towards the rationalist subculture on here, something I've evidently softened a bit on nowadays.

but there's still this anxiety about like... falling into old ways that I've rejected. if 'long back and forth discussion in the notes of someone's post' is a rat habit i found offputting when it was done on my posts back in the day. so basically i panicked over something so utterly banal and trivial as talking about Star Wars on the Internet. lol amirite.

obviously the actual problem is my brain categorising everyone as representatives of subcultures and worrying about where i belong in the great invisible battle for affiliation. which might have a lot to do with the culture of tumblr trans girls in the 2010s. this is the fundamental insanity i'm exhibiting i think. everyone is trying to navigate this shifting semantic field, same as me.

anyway i think I'm stabilising today. i had a couple days of meds disruption recently and that always throws me pretty bad. that and, well, aftermath of the move, figuring out what kinda person glasgow!bryn is going to be.

[currentlyfckingurmom]

Her Song part 3

"Ash, I have no idea what the fuck I'm supposed to do. She's had a headache for two days and she's been asleep for like thirty hours. Do I take her to the emergency room? I should definitely take her to the hospital, right?" I ramble through the phone, panicking as I run a shaky hand through my hair.

"Y/N, calm down. I'm sure she's fine. You're prone to migraines, too, so I'm sure that's all it is. Don't take her to the hospital just yet. If it makes you feel better, call the ER or her doctor and ask," Ashlynn responds.

"I guess. It's just- it feels like something is wrong, you know? Like there's this pit in my stomach that won't go away and it's suffocating me."

"That's called being a mother, sweetheart. Syd is going to be fine. I really have to go to class now, okay? I love you, asshole."

"Love you, bitch."

I hang up and throw my phone on the couch. Ash has class today and Syd has felt sick since that night Florence came in, so David is running the store by himself. It's not ideal and I'm definitely going to buy him donuts to apologize, but I can't just leave a sick child by herself.

I groan and lay down on the floor, staring up at the ceiling fan. Syd is asleep for now, but she'll probably wake back up in a couple of hours because her head hurts. I just have no idea what to do for her. Maybe it's just a migraine and it seems worse because she's so young? I'm trying to convince myself that there's nothing seriously wrong, but I'm failing miserably at it.

I lift my arm and feel around the couch cushions for my phone. I grab it and look up Syd's pediatrician in my contacts. It rings a few times before he picks up.

"This is Dr. Lancaster's office. What can I do for ya?"

"Hello, this is Y/N Y/L/N. My daughter is Syd Y/L/N."

"Oh, of course! I remember my favorite patient. How is the little pumpkin?"

"Well, she's not exactly great. She's had a headache for the past two days, most of which she's slept through. She's in a lot of pain and I don't know what to do," I explain.

"Is she showing any other symptoms? A cough, fever, vomiting..." he trails off.

"Not at the moment, no. She was running a fever for a few hours when this first started, but I got it back down pretty quick. Do you think I should take her to the hospital? Or to you?"

"I don't think we should jump to extremes yet. Right now, I'm sure all she needs is some rest and her mom, okay? If the headache is still present in two days, her temperature spikes, or she starts throwing up, then I want you to bring her to the hospital. Sound good?"

"Yeah, okay. Thank you, Dr. Lancaster."

"Of course. Say hi to Syd for me."

"I will, bye."

I hang up the phone for the second time and slide it in my pocket. Deciding I should check on the demon child, I walk through our apartment and quietly enter her room. The blackout curtains are pulled closed, and the only source of light and noise is Shrek quietly playing on the TV.

She's still sound asleep, and I gently put my hand to her forehead to check her temperature. She's not running a fever. I sigh in relief and slide into the small twin bed next to her.

Looking at the collection of Marvel posters taped to her wall, I silently chuckle. Of course, there's a giant poster of Natasha and Yelena smack dab in the middle of the wall. I'm just glad that Syd didn't recognize Florence when she was in the store; Syd would totally freak out. And I doubt she would understand that Florence isn't actually Yelena.

Since the movie finished a long time ago, "I'm a Believer" is just playing on repeat with the menu on the screen. Which is very annoying. I only lay there for a few more minutes before leaving because that damn song is getting extremely obnoxious.

Once I'm back into the living area of the apartment, I check my phone. There are a few texts from David.

David: Yo, Florence Pugh is here. I repeat, FLORENCE PUGH IS IN YOUR STORE. This is wild!

David: I'll send you a picture.

Me: No, David! Do not take any pictures of her. Leave her alone. She's still a normal person.

David: Omg, she just asked if you were here. How tf do you know Florence freaking Pugh?

Me: This is not a very professional way to speak to your boss, you know.

David: Don't avoid the question. Why is she asking for you?

Me: She's come in twice before. We talked. Drop the subject, dude.

David: Fine, I'll just ask Ash. She'll tell me.

Me: David, no. Get back to work.

David: Fine.

I sigh in exasperation at his looney disposition. I won't lie, though; I want to know why she was asking for me, too. The rental on the vinyl doesn't end for four more days, and I'm 100% confident that it isn't scratched or anything. Did she actually want to talk to me? I hope it has nothing to do with that text she got the other night. She seemed really upset after getting it; I hope everything is okay. Not that it would be any of my business anyway.

"Momma?" Syd mumbles as she emerges from her room, wrapped in her favorite blanket.

"Yeah, babe?"

"Can we please have mac and cheese? And dino nuggets?"

"Of course. Are you feeling a little better?" I ask as she slumps down next to me on the couch.

"Mhm. My head doesn't hurt anymore."

"That's good. I'll go make your food," I say as I stand up and walk to the kitchen. "Even though it's three in the afternoon," I add on under my breath.

"Don't act like you don't always want mac and cheese and dino nuggets," Syd sasses me.

"Well then don't act like me."

"But I wanna be just like you!"

"Babe, I was a stripper at seventeen years old," I deadpan.

"What's a stripper?"

"Nevermind."

[morbidlyhumorous]

Annoying (Jace Herondale)

"Y/n!" A voice called from somewhere in the Institute. I paid it no mind, opting to stay in my hiding spot. It was nice up here and it gave me a sense of freedom. "Y/n!" The voice called again, sounding closer now. I sighed as I heard boots thumping down the hall purposefully and I knew exactly who it was. I stretched and brought my feet back under me so I was crouched on the wooden beam. My perch above the training room was perfect to watch as Jace Herondale himself pushed open the doors and strode into the room. He looked around the empty room, his golden hair catching the light with each turn of his head. And then he looked up.

"What are you doing up there?" He asked as he folded his arms across his chest. I shrugged before replying, "It was nicer up here than in that room listening to you and Alec bickering." I stood up from my position and began to meander on the beam. "Well, that's over now. Alec is sending us on a little mission," Jace said as his eyes followed my every move. "Now, why would I want to leave my favorite spot and go out with my least favorite person?" I asked, pretending to think as I tapped my chin. "I don't like it either, but Alec said.""Yeah, well Alec can suck my dick," I grumbled. Jace chuckled as he looked on in amusement. I groaned but jumped from the beam, landing on the floor in front of Jace. I stood and realized there were only a few inches between us. Jace smirked and leaned a little closer as he said, "I'm pretty sure Alec is into that, so don't tempt him." I spluttered at his remark as he turned and left the room, probably to get his gear. I cursed myself for letting him see such a reaction. He didn't need anything to boost his ego. I quickly grabbed my gear and met Jace at the elevator. "Ladies first," he said, mockingly bowing when the doors opened. I glared at him and shoved him in before I entered and hit the button to go down. He sulked in the corner, rubbing his shoulder where I pushed him, and I stared straight ahead at the door until they opened again.

I hurried down the aisle of the sanctuary, Jace's footsteps close behind my own. "So what does Alec want us to do?" I asked as I pushed open the huge doors that led outside and started down the steps. I stopped when all I got was silence and turned to face Jace. He was standing at the top, arms folded, and he appeared to still be sulking. "I swear, Jace, if you don't stop being a childish ass, I'm going to go off on my own searching for trouble until I find what Alec wanted us to do," I threatened. Jace rolled his eyes and started towards the sidewalk, leaving me to follow after. "Alec wants us to deal with a demon that is locked in a closet at the Hotel Dumort," Jace said after several minutes of silence. "Why the hell is it locked in a closet?" I asked as I hurried to keep up with his long strides. "Some vampire girl stumbled upon it, panicked, and shoved it in a closet. Everyone thought it was fine where it was because it was at least contained.""Fair enough," I huffed as we rounded a corner, passing all the mundanes who were oblivious to our existence.

We ducked into an alleyway and were promptly greeted by the dilapidated building of the hotel. There didn't seem to be any activity, especially since it was midday, and that worked just fine for me. Jace led the way to a grate on the lower floor and hauled himself through. I followed after, landing on the dusty floor as quietly as I could. We made our way up a flight of stairs and down a hall to an ordinary looking broom closet. Jace looked it over before whispering, "This is the one." He took out his seraph blade and rested his hand against the rusty doorknob. "What are you doing?" I practically hissed as I hastily drew my seraph blade. "I'll open the door so you can meet it head-on," he explained. "Gee, thanks. That's very thoughtful," I replied sarcastically. Jace ignored my comment and focused on the door. I got myself into a stance with my blade raised before me and braced myself. Jace soundlessly counted down from three to one with his fingers and then threw the door open.

I flinched, but nothing came out. The black void just stared back at me as Jace shared a confused look with me. "Is this the right closet?" I asked as he peered around the doorframe and into the small room. Suddenly, a screeching noise came from the blackness and a demon came flying out. Jace flew out of the way in time, but I was unprepared. The demon hit me with its body weight and brought us both down, pinning me under. It let out another terrible screech and began digging its claws into me. I cried out as I brought my seraph blade up and knocked it off of me. It rolled a few feet, but it was quickly upright and coming back at me. I lashed out with my blade, but whatever was in its claws had seeped into my arm and I was starting to lose feeling in it. Jace jumped over my body and brought his blade down, cutting the demon in half and making it turn to goo. Part of it spattered onto my outstretched hand and began to burn it, but I couldn't feel it. The blade dropped from my hand and sputtered out. Jace turned at the noise and his expression quickly changed to one of concern. "What happened? Are you okay?" He asked as he knelt beside me. I waved him away and hauled myself up with one arm. "I'm perfectly fine, just got a bit of ichor on my hand and the wind knocked out of me when that thing tackled me," I said. Jace took my hand and examined the burn, but I couldn't feel his fingers against my skin. "Alright, well let's get back and put some stuff on that," he decided.

As we made our way out of the hotel, I drew my stele out of my pocket and scrawled an iratze on my arm. The mark stayed for a second, but then it disappeared. I tried drawing several more, but they all faded in a matter of seconds. Getting out through the grate proved to be harder than the first time. "These vampires better be grateful," Jace was saying as I caught up to him. "There's a hole in this jacket now and this was my favorite jacket.""Oh please, you replace this jacket every other week." He paused to glare at me before continuing on to gripe about something else. The numb feeling in my arm seemed to extend to my shoulder and now seemed to be spreading out and down. A few minutes later and I was finding it a little hard to breathe. I began to furiously scribble iratzes on my arm in the hopes they would do something, but they didn't. "Hey, what are you doing over there?" I looked up to see Jace a few steps ahead of me, staring at me quizzically. "Oh, nothing, just had an itch," I said, deftly tucking my stele up my sleep. He furrowed his brow but said nothing as we got closer to the Institute. By the time we got up the steps and into the sanctuary, I was practically wheezing. "Are you sure you're okay?" He asked again when we were in the elevator. I couldn't get enough air to speak, so I just gestured that I was fine. The elevator pinged as the doors opened and I tried to leave as fast as I could. Unfortunately, I only made it three steps before my legs came out from under me. Jace caught me before I hit the ground and picked me up in his arms. He was hurrying down halls, but everything I saw was hazy. He pushed open a pair of doors and I heard someone exclaim, "By the angel," before I blacked out.

When I came to, I couldn't seem to open my eyes. I could somewhat feel a calloused hand holding mine and I could hear a voice. "Y/n, please wake up. I don't know what I'd do with myself if you didn't. It was so stupid of you to not tell me you were hurt, but then again it's that stubbornness that made me love you. I love every part of you, and if you wake up, I'll tell you to your face." It was Jace's voice, which surprised me. I always thought he disliked me and we would just live out our days annoying each other. Then again, I always had admired him and wished that we didn't start off the way we did. "Well now you don't have to repeat yourself," I croaked out. I cracked open my eyes to see Jace's stunned expression. "But it's okay, because I feel the same way," I added quickly. A broad smile made its way onto Jace's face as he asked, "Really?" I smiled and nodded and he whooped in excitement. I wanted to laugh, but it still kind of hurt to breathe, so I ended up just making an odd noise. Jace stopped and gave me sympathetic look. "I'm sorry you're hurting, but at least you're alive. That was a lot of paralyzing poison in your system." I leaned my head back and said, "I'm sorry I worried you and that I didn't tell you what had happened." Jace didn't say anything, he just ran his thumb over the back of my knuckles. "So if you really like me, why treat me the way you do?" I ventured, looking him in the eye. He was silent for a moment before he replied, "Well part of me was just teasing you because that's how I convey feelings, but the other half thought you would never like me, so I had to push you away." He hung his head when he had finished and I looked at him sadly."Do you think we could have a fresh start?" His head popped up at my suggestion and he said, "Of course we can!" I smiled and Jace returned it as he stood and pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead.

[stoptellinglieslois]

Principal of pleasure part 24

Bruce is persistently calling Dick cell, Dick panics and suspect Bruce knows about them.

Superman x Nightwing pairing

Dick

"Clark it's ringing again what do I do."

"Hang on don't pick it up yet wait maybe he will stop."

"He's not gonna stop Kal this is B we are talking about."

"Do you think he knows something."

"I never had any reason to let him think I was doing anything off kilter."

"Put him on speaker."

"What why?"

"Because I want to know if he suspect something."

"But I told you no he does not know anything."

"But I'm telling you I wanna be sure ok."

"No not ok."

"Just do it."

"No."

"Please little bird don't fight with me ok we are going against the bat here I want us to think not argue."

"Ok ok fine you win but don't breath don't talk I'll put us on speaker."

I was looking at Kal I was panicking I need a minute before I picked up to answer B.

"Fuck what if he knows."

"Pick it up little bird." Kal said calmly we are sitting on the bed now and I breathed in and out to collect my thoughts, Ready myself to speak to him but it was hard what was I going to say, I told him weeks ago that I wanted to cancel the dinner party that he planed out of the blue for me and Babs and I haven't told him why I didn't even tell Kal I cancel it we haven't talk really in depth.

I answered and put Bruce on speaker the deep voice came clear on the other line.

"You're calling me none stop what's up." I said as Kal reached over and held my hand.

"Dick I haven't heard from you in a while since you cancelled the dinner party. I wanted to know if you are ok you've been distant from me." Kal looks at me startled but he stayed calm none the less.

"No I just feel like we don't need to fuss right now that's all." I fidget I wanted nothing but to end the call but I knew Bruce better.

"I didn't think you would be so quick to cancel at breakfast you've seemed ok with it I just don't want to feel like I'm imposing myself on you." Bruce said his voice carried a hint of curiosity that filled the space of the cabin.

"It's fine really me and Babs are ok." I replied trying to think of an exit the call the mention of Clark's name got my attention instantly.

"Sorry what."

"I said I think I ruined things with Clark." Bruce answered sounding a bit sad and annoyed. "I don't think I ever told you but I have feelings for Clark and at breakfast I made a move on him it didn't go well." Kal squeezed my hand and we were not expecting this confession at all, I wasn't even thinking he would go there I mean why was he going there right now.

But I couldn't stay silent for long it wasn't good I had to say anything except sounding like an angry lover. "Wow B I never knew you had those feelings for him." I didn't want to venture at all with this topic but Bruce continued.

"He said he was married and we are still friends can you believe he said that after I showed what all but god for years and years of working by his side, And to be thrown away at this type of rejection I don't know what to do I was so caught up in the moment look Dick I never had feelings for another human being before like I do for Clark." I was shock I needed to end this now Kal looked at me in the eyes as I try to look down as Bruce confess his feelings.

"Clark is married to Lois." I whispered recollecting my thoughts as Bruce was putting us on the spot.

"I feel like there is something else that's going on with him like he is hiding something." Bruce said the whole snooping thing was back on in full swing.

"Leave it alone Bruce if anything it could be something personal then he probably does not want you digging in his affairs." I said Kal looking at me lovingly what are we going to do with each other I could see we can't really be around Bruce right now.

"How are you and Barbara things are ok you two are getting along with each other." Bruce changed the subject quickly and I thought that was strange.

"Me and her are good B like I said no fuss."

"Maybe we could have dinner then the whole family then will make it just a family affair, Then how about in the evening tommorrow around seven." I looked at Kal he stared back at me and I knew my hook up at the cabin had to come to a close.

"Ok just family then."

"Let me call Clark to see if he wants to come."

"I thought it was only family."

"Dick he is family." I went silent for a few moments and stared at Kal for a few seconds. "Yeah sure that would be great." This was becoming a tangled mess.

"See you then." And the call ended. "God Bruce knows something." Kal said the expression was thoughtful. "I thought you said he does not suspect a thing." I said to him getting up and getting dress.

"Where are you going you won't leave me in the middle of nowhere again like last time. You have no car you're stuck with me here." I sighed I shouldn't have been so quick to jump out of bed and find the next exit Kal wasn't trying to leap out of a window then I shouldn't either.

I sat back down on the bed with no bottoms on I had my hoodie I unzipped it and threw it on the floor.

"I feel like Bruce wants to prob but he does not know where to start."

"Damian I don't think he told Bruce but he warned me he told me stuff, Not about Bruce but the affair how it would ruin me that Bruce would ruin me and maybe he knows his father is in love with you Kal." I looked over at him he laid down next me and looked up at the ceiling.

And then that's when Kal's cell rang.

End of part 24 next is part 25

Thank you for reading

[y-so-hungry]

Little bit of a vent post, I'll be fine but I wanted to ramble somewhere

Sometimes having a kink tied to your trauma kind of sucks? One moment I'll be having a fun time, thinking about how I'm hungry or one of my characters is hungry, and then the next my brain suddenly flips and I start panicking about whether or not I have enough food in my house or if someone is going to think I'm crazy for my coping mechanisms, like hiding food places so I don't have to worry about running out. Even worse the idea that someone might find out I have a kink for it. 99% of the time I'm able to keep it so I can have fun with my kink without accidentally triggering myself, but every once in a while I slip up and get freaked out and that's when I just get really annoyed at myself. It's always solved by eating something nice and watching a show or something, but I still feel all gross and ashamed that it happens, like there's something wrong with me.

[kpopsickies]

hey there, don't know if you write for ateez but if you do, I would like to request a sick whining wooyoung with a cough with caretaker jongho who's quite a germo but can't resist taking care of him cause he sounds so bad <3 (sorry if it's long or too specific 🥺

sorry that its kinda short

Sickie: Wooyoung

Caretaker: Jongho

Wooyoung p.o.v

I wish I could have enjoyed my day off like my members all were. But unfortunately I was cursed with the most worthless immune system ever and instead was spending it sick. Thankfully it was more of a bad cold than anything, but I still was annoyed. I woke up with a headache, a sore and itchy throat and a blocked, stuffy nose. I trudged downstairs, groaning softly at the spinning in my head. Downstairs I only saw Jongho, "Where's everyone else?" I asked, cringing at ow my voice sounded. I must have startled the maknae because his head turned quickly to look at me. "good morning hyung, they all left already. I didn't really want to do anything so I stayed behind." I nodded, clearing my throat, trying to fight a cough. "you okay hyung?" Jongho asked, looking worried. "yeah, just a little cold" I admitted sniffling lightly. "oh" he looked a bit uneasy, when I suddenly remembered how nervous the maknae was about germs. "Shit!" I said, stepping back from Jongho. Im sorry I forgot

"Its okay hyung" he said softly, I turned as far away from him as I possibly could and ducked as far into my elbow as physically possible and coughed, the coughs hurt my chest and caused my already aching head to throb with the feelinh. "Woo? Are you okay?" I nodded, my eyes pricked with tears, a combination of the force of the cough and the pain. "how long have you been sick for?"

"woke up like this" I said, coughing through the words. I heard movement coming from the maknae, and was shocked when I felt his hand on my shoulder. "bed time hyung" I shook my head, "Jonho, I'm okay"

"I cant leave you alone like this, you're obviously sick"

"But you dont like germs."

"I know. But I also cant bring myself to abandon you when you're obviously sick."

I shook my head, "I'll be ok-hhtch! Htchh" I said getting as a far away from him as I could, "bless you" he gently patted my shoulder. 

"I'll be okay Jongho, trust me. I'll take care of myself"

"I know you can, but it's not fair to ask you to, especially when you're sick" 

"But I-"

"Hyung it's fine. You guys have taken care of me so many times. Let me return the favor" I nodded, feeling a bit unsure, "go to the couch, I'll get you medicine and stuff" I nodded and did as he instructed. 

Jongho p.o.v 

I hurried to the bathroom and washed my hands all the way up to my elbows, I forced myself to breathe, genuinely scared. But I knew Wooyoung needed me. I put a mask on and grabbed the medicine that he needed plus a box of tissues and some water. I went to the living room. "Hey hyung" he looked up at me, I noticed how pale he was. "Here" I set the medicine and water on the table and slid the tissue box next to him. "Thanks" he swallowed the medicine then blew his nose. He went to set the tissue down on the couch, "don't do that" I said quickly, hoping I didn't sound too panicked, "I'll get a bag for the trash" 

I brought him a bag and he put the tissue in it, and set it opposite of me on the couch. "So I got a text from Seonghwa, him and Hongjoong will be home soon" Wooyoung said, he coughed after, thankfully turning very far from me. "Okay, do you know when?" I asked, hoping I didn't sound too anxious. "I think he said 15 minutes" I nodded, "I'm sorry that I'm not very good at takong care of people." 

"Jongho it's okay. You've already done amazing. I know it's not easy for you. Remind you I owe you dinner when I feel better" he smiled, "just doing my job" I shook my head, "you've done more than that" I smiled, he shrugged. "Glad I could help" 

[kitkatwinchester]

IS THAT EPISODE SERIOUSLY GONNA END LIKE THAT??!!

WTF!!!

I HAVE TO GO TO BED!!!

THIS IS SO NOT FAIR!!!

WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING TO ME?!

WHY DO I ALWAYS DO THIS TO MYSELF?!

SON OF A GODD*MN F*CKING B*TCH KDJFAKL:JFLDKAJKL:AFDJ KLAD:JFDAKLJF:DLKAJFDAKJL.

...well anyways.

That was certainly a ten-minute rollercoaster.

In order of events, shall we?

Okay. Love that Lydia's finally starting to use and understand her Banshee powers, and we love that Stiles is so supportive and helpful with it. Love that for them. (Though, as an aside, how come Stiles, who has normal human hearing, had to cover his ears when she screamed, but Scott, who has SUPER WEREWOLF HEARING, just winced a little? I guess maybe he hears it differently as a supernatural being. Maybe it's not as jarring. I'll allow it. XD)

THIS RUNNING BAT GAG IS MY FAVORITE THING! I LOVE THAT STILES STILL HAS THE BAT!! More importantly, I love that his reason for keeping Lydia in the car is that he only has one bat. XD

I WAS RIGHT ABOUT KIRA BEING SOMETHING! I don't know what the heck she IS, but a normal human being cannot just take on that much electricity like that and be fine, much less take out the whole power grid in the process. But she clearly likes Scott, and she didn't, like, immediately attack him after that happened, so she can be something and not be an EVIL something, right? And this also means that Scott can tell her he's a werewolf and it'll all be fine and good. RIGHT?!

That said...

WTF JUST CAME AFTER ISAAC?! DON'T HURT MY BABY!! GO AWAY!! LEAVE HIM ALONE!! WHO ARE YOU?! WHAT ARE YOU?! I DON'T LIKE YOU!! LEAVE MY BABY ALONE!! Literally the fact that even Chris was panicking because as annoyed as he might be about his daughter's interest in werewolves, he clearly does like Isaac, and he doesn't want anything to happen to him, and SOMETHING IS CLEARLY HAPPENING TO HIM GOSH DARNAT LEAVE MY BABY ALONE!

As an aside, I know there's been, like, a whole Derek and Peter side plot happening these last couple episodes, but we get so little of it each time that I don't feel like I have enough to react to lol. I'm sure our stories will collide again at some point though. For now, I know that Derek wanted to talk to his mom about something, and whatever they talked about...the answer wasn't pretty.

So anyways...yaaaay cliffhanger endings that I CAN'T SATISFY BECAUSE I HAVE CLASS TOMORROW!

Uggghhhhh.

I will 100% be watching another episode tomorrow as soon as class is done. I can guarantee you that much. (Also finals are next week and then school is done, so the odds of me finishing this show within the next couple of weeks are PRETTY high lol.)

Ugggggh I hate everything. XD

(The way they both jumped lol. Oh boys. XD <3)

[talesfromsiteredacted]

O5 Has... Questions.

The Big Brass are not amused by my latest antics, it seems. I wake up to a less than gruntled Dr. Gears, a very annoyed MTF, and with O5 calling me up for a chat. Folks... assuming the Red Right Hand doesn't kill me... I suspect I'm still not off the hook.

It's much later when I wake up from my mini coma. I wake up to Dr. Gears shaking my shoulder.

"Agent Rabbit. Wake. Up." I blink, life comes into focus. And I wish it hadn't. I sit up, pulling off Clef's lab coat. "Ah, good. You're back with us. You've been out cold for almost a day. We almost considered having Draven take you to the infirmary, until Clef threatened to shoot us. But... turns out he was right, wasn't he?"

I look behind him, sure enough... there's my pal Draven, looking worried. And... his whole 20 man squad. All of them look worried, although Boyard in the back looks terrified.

"Hi, guys. Yeah, I tend to pass out if I overdo it. Not sure what the deal with that is, but it's very annoying. Worse than Dr. Bright in "Drunken Sailor" mode. Just let me sleep a while, I'll be fine. Since the MTF is here, I'm going to assume I messed up."

"Not exactly, Rabbit. We're just curious. Just what other surprises are you hiding? By the way, both Dr. Clef and Agent Strelnikof deny knowing what went on before you collapsed. To the point they can't even recall what color your dress was. Strelnikof just said he left you two to pursue a fleeing tango, and Clef is claiming concussion. And then... Abel wouldn't shut up about your little snowball fight."

"Ratted out by my own brother. Next time we play a game... he's cannon fodder. Let me guess... I need a word with O5. Do I at least get a chance to straighten up?"

A female MTF steps forward, with fresh clothes. She hands them over.

"Five minutes, and Agent Fowler will of course be just outside the restroom. The rest of us will be in the hall, waiting. We can at least allow you that." Fowler walks me to the restroom, while Dr. Gears leads the rest out. I close the door, and get dressed. Huh, I'm starting to like Agent Fowler, she even included a hair brush. Once decent, I step out. After a moment, I realize I still have Clef's coat. I reach back in and grab it.

"Agent Fowler? Once you're finished with this boring as hell escort mission, would you kindly drop this back to Dr. Clef? He must have left it yesterday." Fowler nods, and we rejoin the others.

"Dr. Gears? If I promise not to misbehave, can the MTF guys and gals go back to their other jobs? I know I can't run, and it's frankly a waste of manpower. Besides, it's not like I want to leave. I like it here."

"I should say no... but, I agree it's a waste of everyone's time. All right. Agent Draven, your squad is dismissed. If Agent Rabbit is going to do anything, I'll deal with her." Draven nods, the squad falls out. We walk to the O5 conference room in silence. I'm internally panicking. Two of the groups even we dread, and the big ones are interested in me. I'm probably turning green as we go. We reach the dreaded room, but before I go in, Dr. Gears stops me.

"O5 isn't going to kill you, you can relax a bit Bunny. They just want to talk." I nod, and we go in.

"Agent Rabbit, nice to see you. Although... you have gotten us curious. When were you going to mention you're a one-woman-army?" The Cowboy teases me.

"Didn't really know myself, sir. Guess I'm a credit to Abel's training. Honestly, it was the 914 incident I suspect, sir. I did grow a few inches, my hair went from mud brown to blood of the enemy red, and I seem to be able to both freeze and burn things, but not with the same hands or at the same time. Oh, and the wings. Aside from that, I'm still the same silly Rabbit."

"You're not silly, Rabbit. Dr. Glass might be right when he said you're remarkably normal for an anomaly. Meaning, you know who and what you are."

"By and large, I suppose. As much as I can."

"Nevertheless, we want to run a few tests, if you're willing."

"Do I have a choice? Fine. When do we begin?"

"Soon. We'll send our proposals to Dr. Gears. And we may need to revise your classification, of course." There's a soft mumbling amid the O5. "For the record, we were thinking Keter, but you're leaning into Thaumiel hard lately."

"Um... thank you?"

"You're welcome, Rabbit. You're free to go, just... try not to make the rest our guys look too foolish out there, please?"

"Wouldn't dream of it, sir." Dismissed, I leave for a hot shower and a snack.

[0-pix]

hello girlie it's me again i've had ana just like you and idk anyone else who i can vent to about this so i hope this isn't too much on you or if you even relate , it's been affecting my personal relationships not directly but still nonetheless , my best friend doesn't want to be friends with me anymore or talk to me at all , i've been working a new job and it's been affecting me physically and mentally and it affected my friendship with her she's been less caring to me despite the fact that we were really close friends for so long ever since she started seeing her new guy she's been talking to me less and even taking normal conversations weirdly i admit i was weird to her but i was dealing with the mental stress of my ana and my new job and i just needed a friend to comfort me she acted weirdly as basically said something along the lines of i don't care and want to talk to you that hurt me deeply as someone who i saw as a big sister to me so in a moment of hurt i felt betrayed by someone who i cared for more than family had showed me they don't care about me and before that whenever i wanted to talk to her about how she's being mean to me and how me asking her to be gentle with me is annoying her, after a couple of days she would say i'm annoying her so as i was in my job stressed and panicked and i deleted WhatsApp so i wouldn't reopen it every two minutes to check if she texted me (she previously would text me all the time but in the last couple of days she wouldn't text unless i texted her) so i would feel less shitty about myself caring for someone who doesn't care about me it's been a couple of days now and i redownloaded the app and she hadn't texted me anything other than "eh" ,we talked and she said she felt the same way i felt but worse idk how someone can feel betrayed and not cared for after not caring to even check in on their bestfriend after they needed their help am i in the wrong?, afterwards she'd talk to me in the same way but colder she wouldn't say good night or even good morning she would wait hours to respond to my texts which is a new thing for us considering we were just like a little sister and a big sister and today she said she doesn't want to talk to me and every time i talk to her she feels annoyed by me, she's to me the family that was better than my real family and i supported her when her family would make her not w@nt to l!ve and i wanted her to support me that way too, but later she said she doesn't want to be friends anymore and i tried to make things between us better but she just doesn't want me talking to her and it's been the worst couple of days in my life the last few days just living my life without her being there, do you think there's a solution to this , do you think i can get my big sister back , and how can i make things better between us again i miss her more than she can ever imagine she and my rat mean the world to me and i don't want to live in a half world , and do you think her new bf is dividing us or am i just panicking , sorry for the long vent i just needed someone to understand me and being as panicked and stressed as i was i made many poor choices but i just want my sister to love me again , good luck in reaching your gw sis i'll reach mine in a few days but i hope it doesn't cost me my sis :<

hi! my advice is have a long deep talk with her and understand each other's perspectives, maybe it'll bring you closer and maybe not, but maybe come to terms with the fact it might not be the same, people don't last forever and they change and it's fine, ik this is hard to believe rn but you will get over it, don't neglect urself and keep pushing thru it, much love and my dms are always open for talk!

[storytimewithnova]

KILLING BUTTERFLIES

Sho's Pov:

My day began like any other - getting rudely awakened by my alarm clock and promptly throwing it against the wall. I've lost count of how many alarm clocks I've gone through. Anyway, I proceeded with my usual morning routine, putting on my uniform and heading to wake up my brother, Keiji. "Keiji, get up! You have until I come out of the bathroom," I called out.

After waiting for five minutes, I went back to Keiji's room and entered. "Kei, get your lazy ass out of bed, or I'm calling Papa," I warned him firmly. But, to my frustration, he simply groaned and turned over. Can you believe the audacity?

"Fine, I warned you, Keiji Akaashi Hinata. Papa, Kei won't get out of bed. I'll go get Eri ready for school. I'm not dealing with him today," I muttered, annoyed.

I then made my way into Eri's room, greeting her with a smile. "Good morning, it's time for our little unicorn to wake up. Come on, sis, it's time to get ready for school."

Sho's Pov:

As I walked into Eri's room, I greeted her with a warm smile. "Good morning, it's time for our little unicorn to wake up. Come on, sis, it's time to get ready for school."

Eri let out an adorable yawn and replied, "Nyaa! Morning, big brother sunshine."

"Good morning, unicorn. It's time for our little unicorn to go to school. Let's get you dressed and head down for breakfast. I think Dad is making pancakes today," I said, excitedly.

"Is Ji up yet?" Eri asked, mischief evident in her voice. "Do you want to see if owl boy is up, or should we throw water over him?" She giggled mischievously, unable to contain her evil smirk. "Hehe! Okay, let's go!"

Together, we made our way to Keiji's room, only to find that he was still fast asleep. Without hesitation, Sho and Eri decided to tip cold water over him. They successfully woke him up, but unfortunately, they also woke him up on his bad side.

"YOU ARE SO DEAD, SHOYO AKAASHI HINATA!" Keiji shouted angrily.

"Hehe, Sho, Sho, is Dad making chocolate pancakes?" Eri innocently asked.

"Naturally, unicorn," I replied with a smile. I quickly got Eri dressed, and we headed downstairs. After greeting Dad and Papa, we sat down for breakfast. Eri and I chanted "Pancakes, pancakes, pancakes!" together, eagerly awaiting our delicious meal. Finally, Keiji made an appearance, and we continued our chant. "That's what you get for staying up late with your boyfriend, Bokuto. You know how bad your sleeping is," I teased him.

Once we finished our pancakes, we got into the car and drove to school, blasting the radio and singing along. Eri and I were in perfect harmony, and I couldn't help but admire her talent. We dropped Eri off at play school and continued on to mine and Keiji's school, thinking it would be a normal day.

Little did I know, my day was about to take a turn for the worse. As I walked into the gym, I could hear cheering and chants of congratulations. Confused, I approached my best friend, Atsumu, who was standing with my crush, Kita.

"Hey, Suna, what's happening? This doesn't seem normal," I asked him.

"Oh, hey, Shoyo. Yeah, Atsumu and Kita just became an official couple. Pretty great, huh? Congrats to them," Suna replied casually.

"That's... great. Yeah, congrats," I said, trying to hide my disappointment. I always secretly shipped Atsumu and Kita, but I never expected them to actually get together. Excusing myself, I walked away, feeling a strange mix of jealousy and nausea building up inside me.

Coughing and hacking, I couldn't control the overwhelming feeling that took over me. Panicking, I ran out of the room and looked at my hand, only to see blood and petals.

"Shit, shit, shit," I muttered under my breath.

I could hear footsteps running behind me, and Suna caught up to me. "Sho, what happened?" he asked, concerned.

"Nothing. I-I-I'm fine," I replied, trying to brush off the situation. But deep down, I knew something was wrong.

I ran out of the school and bumped into Sakusa, an acquaintance from another class. "Hey, sunshine, long time no see. Are you okay?" he asked, noticing my distressed state.

My mind wandered back to the events that had just unfolded, and before I knew it, I blurted out, "Hello, flower petals. How are you, Omi?" Sakusa looked shocked and scared simultaneously, and then he asked, "Okay, whose the bastard that gave you Hanahaki?"

I looked at Sakusa, contemplating his words. "My classmate, but why do you care?" I asked, curious about his sudden concern.

He replied, "1. I care, sunshine, because you are my best friend and the only one who can understand my phobia. 2. I want to make sure it isn't my little brother. I don't exactly feel like kicking his ass today. 3. You are dying over this bastard."

I nodded, acknowledging his points. "Those are fair points, but you forgot number four," I said.

Sakusa raised an eyebrow, waiting for me to continue.

"Number four is that besides Kita, I am the only other person who can keep the twins under control. If I die, Kita is left to deal with them alone," I explained.

Sakusa sighed. "I can't argue with that statement. So, who gave you Hanahaki?"

"Well, I mentioned him twice. It's Kita, as in Kita Shinsuke," I replied, feeling a mix of sadness and anger. "Kita and Atsumu, to be exact. Atsumu knew I liked Kita, and he took advantage of that fact. It's hard to believe I once liked Atsumu, and he goes and pulls a dirty move like this."

My mind was filled with uncertainty. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't go back to school and face them without throwing up petals, and I couldn't go home because my dads were at work. I felt like I had nowhere to go.

"Hey, sunshine, are you okay? You're zoned out. Do you need to talk about it?" Sakusa asked, concerned.

"No, I'm fine. I was just thinking. I can't go back to school and face the people who put me in this condition, and I can't face my dads and let them see me like this. I basically have nowhere to go," I replied, feeling lost.

Sakusa paused for a moment before speaking. "Well, you can stay with me as long as you need, princess. I have my own little apartment. It's nothing special, but it's homely."

Meanwhile, in the Inarizaki group chat:

Luna: Has anyone seen Shoyo? I can't find him anywhere.

Suna: No, he ran out this morning. Do you need him?

Luna: I'm worried about him. He didn't look so good. Thank you for telling me, Suna.

Sangwoo: I'm sure he's fine, Luna-chan.

Ojiro: Yeah, I agree with Sangwoo. Sho can handle himself.

Aran: Did you check his house or with his brother?

Luna: That was the first place I checked, Ojiro.

Mr. Hinata: Yes, Aran?

Aran: Mr. Hinata, Sho's other dad is a teacher and volleyball coach at the school. Your son is missing.

Mr. Hinata: He's missing? What happened, Aran?

Suna: Sorry to be off-topic, sir and Aran, but Shoyo is your son.

Mr. Hinata: Yes, Suna, and he is my cousin, by the way. Hence why I am worried. Sorry, uncle.

Suna: It's alright, dear. Shoyo and Akaashi, along with their little sister Eri, are my biological kids. I mean, you just have to look at Sho and Akaashi to tell they're related. But Uncle, you're off-topic. What about Sho? He's missing. Anything could have happened.

Atsumu has gone offline.

I received a text from Atsumu and showed it to Sakusa. "Hey, Sunshine, this is a stretch, but I'm putting it out there. Why don't you get the surgery?" he suggested.

I shook my head. "Because I don't want to be unable to feel love again, Kiyo," I replied honestly.

Sakusa sighed. "So, you're willing to end your life for AtsumBack at Inarizaki

MR Hinata has just learnt the truth well not all of the truth about his son now he is about to confront his class about the situation

“Class 1-A aka my team come to the Gym now pronto ASAP”

“Yes Sensei is something up”

"As a matter of fact yes in the search for my son my eldest has found his diary now I have read it especially the last page Kita did you know my son had feelings for you”

“I Knew he had like feelings but I thought he meant like a friendship way when he told me he loved me why do you ask sir”

“Congratulations your killing him you at Atsumu”

“Excuse me sir what do you mean Kita and Atsumu is killing him”

“Well Ren Sho has Hanahaki”

“But isn't that a myth sir”

“I thought so to but the evidence in his diary suggests other wise”

“What does the entry say as It has to be about me I have a right to know right”?

“Okay here is his last entry reads it out ~Hey diary this will be the last you hear from me you see today the ultimate betrayal happened when my best friend and my crush become official coughs while writing and <blood and petals come up> oh yeah I should mention that to you diary I have Hanahaki you know what keep the petals as a memory of the betrayal that I will never forget bye diary”~

Everyone looked shocked and disappointed Mean while Shoyo decided to text his cousin luna

Texts between Luna and Shoyo

//hey Lu if I know my brother as well as I do he would have found my diary and the truth about me would of come out I am not coming back don't look for me please//

//what do you mean where are you please give me something anything//

//we're fine we are just worried about you//

//I told you I'm safe tell dad and Akaashi and Eri I'm sorry I can't face them again before you ask why//

Shoyo forwards a text message to show

text message from Atsumu to me //some bitches need to know their place and this is yours Kita chose me over you deal with it from Atsur any bye sho//

“Uncle sho is texting me and he says he is safe he isn't coming back you know what I'll just let you read my phone”

Mr Hinata read Luna’s phone and then said

“Atsumu you can go and see The principal”

“Why that's not fair”

“this is a text from you this morning to my son”

Me Hinata read out Atsumu’s text in front of the boys

~”some bitches need to know their place and this is yours Kita chose me over you deal with it from Atsu”~

“Really Brother thats low even for you”

“Disgusting behaviour Atsumu miya”

“We’re over Atsumu” “What why”

“You are seriously asking why well if you Don’t know I ain’t telling you sir i would like to make it right with your son and save his life”

“Wise chose young man i will call him see if i can get him to tell me where he is”

Mean while akaashi walked out of school with a knife seeking revenge

He walked into the gym and his eyes were red with blood lust he couldn't his dad calling him

KEIJI STOP YOUR YANDERE IS TAKEN OVER HINATA AKAASHI KEIJI ENOUGH SAID MR HINATA

Huh!? Asked Keiji

Yandara said the boys

Mr hinata received a call from shoyo just letting him know he is safe at least that is whwt he wants his dad to think

📲son where are you, please come back or do you want an upset baby unicorn tonight

📱is that what you think I want my sister crying her eyes out.

📲Then come home please son

In the background

just know no one hurts my baby brother and gets away with not again not on my watch wait where is sho”

“He ran away Keiji”

“HE WHAT?! okay now its on site”

“Kei simmer down we will find him”

“You better or i swear I will cut a bitch 🔪”

“Hinata Akaashi Keiji Give me the weapon”

“Ugh whatever“ he reluctantly Hands over knife

“All of them Keiji”

“How? Fine” hands over everything he had on him well almost everything

“Cuz where. The fuck were you stashing all that”

The only anwser luna got that question was

“Nunna”

“huh? Nunna? What's that meant to mean”

“None of your business”

“📲sho are you still on the phone with me”

“📲Unfourtunely Jesus Kei rattled your cage today” “

📲Just tell me who you with what is this mission”

In the background

📲Helios come on Dabi is getting Impatient and if you don’t complete this mission on time oir heads on the chopping block and not just Secretively”

📲Kyio are you with my brother”

📲Hey keiji who do you think found him who do you think has been helping raise money to get surgery to remove that flower It will also remove his feelings and he won’t be able to love again”

📱Im here I want to help”

“📱Funny Kita san <cough cough>”

“📱Cuz you okay”

“📱Shut up lu im fine nothing to serious”

“📱you are calling Hanahaki not serious are you shitting me you and i both know its getting worse”

“📱Where are you sho let me help you”

“📱Why are they calling you Helios little bro”

“📱My codename I am on a mission”

📲I am sorry sho when you told me how you felt I thought you meant as friends I see me and Atsumu have clearly hurt your feelings

Nice kill sunshine our next is this guy”

“K-k-kill you just killed someone and you want kita to be with you you're dangerous”

“Hahaha hold still your little bitch or your daughter gets it” 🔪

“Papa help”

“Haha let's do this Dabi give us the information and we let you go about your day”

“please what do you want to know I'll tell you anything just let my daughter go”

“Who is the corrupt MF who is trying to take down the sunshine corporate “

“Okay okay i’ll tell you its my business partner Willam”

“You just gave that infomation to the Heir to that company who will be trying the fuck company over”

“Im sorry sir really i am sorry ”

“Too late little girl i suggest you run because my friend here don’t play nice i don’t kill kids him on the other hand does as for you sir goodnight” 🔪

MR Hinata was still on the phone and hearing everything kita heard as well and he said

“Sho stop this and come back to me i want to tell you something”

“You have five minutes of my time dabi can you get me a porta from momma Kurogiri”

“Sure can sunshine”

A portal appears and shoyo goes though back to the Inarizaki gym

“Speak now before i go on my next mission”

Kita walked up to sho and kissed him

“ i am sorry i didnt recognise your feelings let me return them now”

Kita kissed shoyo and shoyo kissed back

“What about Atsumu”

“Your cousin showed us a text he is currently suspended”

“And we are over shoyo will you be my boyfriend please”

“Yes of course i will but i have to go back on my mission take down the assholes that are trying take down Sunshine corp”

“Want some help sunshine”

“You need a codename”

“Omfg your a fire fox i am more in love you”

“Thanks baby lets go”

And they went to take down all the corrupt corpations hand in hand The yandara and the firefox become informous Shinsuke also learnt those corps were after his corpation too win win and he was with the one he truly loved

“that is how mommy and daddy fell in love Emiko”

“you are telling our daughter or story Kita”

she asked how we got together sorry honey”

“ no I love our story well maybe not the start of it but the way it ends I love”

“ is that why you and daddy are famous mommy”

“yep we are famous yanderes your uncle Keiji is one too and so are you it’s our bloodline”

“cool so we get to protect the ones we love”

“yes darling now it’s bedtime goodnight sweetheart”

“goodnight baby”

“goodnight mommy and daddy”

We will always kill butterflies to keep you sake out little fox no matter who it is they will never touch you our dear child if killing butterflies (bodies) is what we have to do to keep you safe we would rather have blood on our hands and you keep your innocence

[js-third-place]

I still don't know what's real and what's my anxiety, I'll try to relay this somewhere between how it felt in the moment and how it looks now.

The bookstore had 3 or 4 customers, which was the perfect amount. Enough that I wouldn't draw sole focus, not so many I felt anxious.

On my way to the book store I passed one of the lunch places I had in mind. The only one on the route and not requiring crossing 2 large streets in a terrible 6 way intersection. It was uncomfortably busy.

I did need to ask about the location of a book, and that involved hovering next to a woman at the register for an uncomfortably long time before she somewhat curtly handed me off. Not enough to ruin anything, but didn't feel great.

The person who helped me find the book and the person who rang me up were both wonderful. The latter made a joke about my very common name and when I responded the original, curt, woman got annoyed and left to the back. I can write it off as the owner trying to work but it actually registered a little bit that time and bummed me out.

Walking out, the weather was getting bad, I talked myself into hitting the busy bakery and just working it out.

On the walk over there was a couple walking into a business between us. He openly stared at me multiple times, including looking partly over his shoulder as he entered his destination. I was not holding eye contact or staring at him, but most of the times I glanced over, his eyes were fixed on me.

I panicked while ordering because I couldn't remember what their non coffee options were to drink and ended up having to come back a second time and buyba soda seperately. The cashier was nice enough the first time but cold the second. She walked away while I finished the order.

Two women were taking up 2 seats at a somewhat communal table so I grabbed one seat away from them. They were having a pretty personal conversation so I was trying to find another spot.

The runner came out with my sandwich, and we had the kind of interaction I have a lot. It starts totally normal, but by the end (2 quick sentences this time) they're looking at me as if they know something is wrong in my head. I have to assume it's my trouble holding eye contact but I'm not sure.

I don't know how to build enough confidence to look someone in the eye when every interaction just makes me feel like more of an outsider.

I noticed a table with a few dirty glasses but seemed abandoned. I asked a few other people and they all were nice and said they thought the people were gone so I settled in among the discarded trash.

I ate and read, and could see both people I had asked staring at me occasionally.

I need to stop here and say: before this crippling anxiety set in, I would treat any sort of long glance as evidence I looked cute that day. I can't pull up that kind of assumption anymore, not even by force.

There was a cute moment where a lady and her dog drew the attention of the entire cafe and I shared a few normal glances with other diners. That went fine.

When throwing out my garbage I initially felt like I was getting a weird look from 2 workers but I was able to convince myself they were probably just in conversation and I distracted them. I'm not entirely unable to correct my feelings as I go.

That's basically the end, but I want to call out my bad behavior on the wall back because I think it might be related. I saw a person doing nothing wrong but something about them just sent me to a very judgemental space. This happens a lot. I can notice if and condemn it, but I can't stop myself from feeling it. It's very clear I need more work on just existing around people.

Overall, I think I handled the situation well, but I do wonder if it was worth it. The money, the calories, the time and for not much benefit. Even if things had gone perfectly, I don't think it would have made me happier than just staying home.

My friend highly recommends. "Bourdain Days", where you pretend you're Anthony Bourdain wandering an area. Get a bite to eat, get a drink, talk to some people and do it all with his ease. It sounds amazing, and I do think it could work for me in other circumstances, but a snowy Chicago afternoon wasn't it. I also think you need a very specific kind of place, and the only place I know of in my neighborhood with the right vibe, hours, and menu closed during the pandemic.

It might be that simple. It might be just finding the place with the right vibe to accommodate. A little dive-y but clean, serves lunch but nothing too heavy, where you can order a beer and read your book. Just the right amount of busy.

I'll keep looking.

I have a single ticket for a comedy show tonight, Im going to try very hard to make it happen but I already can feel myself wriggling out of it

[glowstick-cafe]

Abandoned||SBI x hybrid!reader

SBIx hybrid!reader

Genre: Angst

Warning: Violence, Swearing, implied injury??

I use the Doomsday war to my advantage, that just feels right.

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Dark

Why is everything dark?

I-Why can't I see?!

Why can't I move my wings?!

Dad! Help me, I'm scared!

-

6

"Dad! Help me, I'm scared!" Tears rolled down my face as I clung to the tree branch, "Y/n, it's ok! Keep your eyes on me and jump." Philza yelled. You were playing hide and seek with your brothers and managed to get stuck in a tree, which is why you're in this situation. "W-What if I fall?!" I yelled back, my tears blurred my vision, the only thing recognizable to me was Phil's white and green bucket hat. "I'll catch catch you. I promise." He said, his calming voice relaxing me. You took his word of it and jumped from the branch, you expecting to hit the ground or Phil's arm at least but with a small peak you saw that you were flying. "D-Dad....I'm flying!" You yelled excitedly while Philza was clutching his chest as if his heart was about to collapse on itself. If you were to ask him about it today, he would say that it was the most stressful day of his life.

-

14

"Tech, c'mon!" You whined, as your brother payed not mind to the fact that you were bothering or well at least trying to bother him. "Y/n, for chirst sake stop annoying your brother." Philza said, he just wanted some peace and quiet in the house for once and you were the only thing keeping it from that. "Y/n, I've already told you that you can't go outside with me a night, you're going to get hurt." The pink haired piglin murmured, "I can protect myself, you know this." "No, is no." He said in a stern tone making you huff in annoyance.

"Go with him, I won't tell a soul." Wilbur's voice cheered, his red beanie rested lazily on his head as he leaned on the couch. "Thank you, I'll do your chores for 3 days." "Make it a week." "Fine." After that little exchange you ran out the door to find Techno.

Deep into the forest you silently trail behind your brother while hiding behind trees and bushes, upon hearing a sudden noise that surprised you, you turned around to see your brother nowhere in sight. Your breath quicken as you looked around the forest in panick, where the hell is he?, while walking through the forest you bumped into someone, "Techno! I'm so glad to see yo-AAAA!" You cut yourself off to find out that instead stood a zombie, you backed yourself into a tree which left you nowhere to go, as much as you wanted to use your wings it was useless since the zombie could just grab you. "I can't believe I'm going to die to a zombie-" You managed to say, your terror was short lived because Techno stabbed the zombie through the heart. "Techno, I'm so sorry for following you. I almost got killed and-" Your rambling was cut short due to the sudden hug from the piglin, "I'm just glad your ok, I don't know what I'd do with myself if you got hurt." He whispered, all you could do was cry into his never as he carried you home.

-

17

"Dad, I'm not six anymore, I take care of myself. Techno gets to move out, what about me?!" You yelled, it was anthor fight between you and Phil, it's been getting more worse everytime. "The difference between you and Techno is that he proved that he can take care of himself." Phil argued back making you more annoyed. "When did it become about proving something? All I'm asking you to do is trust me, when did the become so hard to do?!" You screamed, you were at your limit, you ran out of the house and flew up to sit on the roof.

You were left to your thought until you heard a familiar voice, "It's rough in there haha..." Wilbur said, he was trying to make you feel better but he mentally cursed himself for even saying that. "You know he's trying his best right?" He sighed, Wilbur took a seat next to you and stared at the sky. Phil, Tommy, Wilbur, Techno and you used to sit on the roof and talk about the weirdest of things while watching the sunset, but not that Techno left to love on his on it doesn't feel the same. "Yeah, but I wish he'd do the bare minimum and treat me like I'm seventeen." I mumbled letting out a deep sigh, "Well, just know that I have your back no matter what, ok?" Wilbur reassured, he put out his pinky finger and you did the same, "Ok..." You gave the brunette a small smile then turning your attention back to the sunset.

-

19

"Now you've done it ya lil shit!" You jokingly yelled, you chase Tommy around the living room while Phil was making dinner and Wilbur was writing a song in his book. "Dad help! Y/n is brutally murdering me!" Tommy yelled while Phil hummed, not paying any attention to the blonde. "Imbeciles! Everyone of you in this house, imbeciles!" The blonde chanted while everyone laughed at you piled your entire weight on the boy.

Later in the night you heard a knock on your door, you utter a gentle come in to see Tommy. "What's up bud?" You ask, you sat up to look at him, "You know how Phil is finally letting you go live on your own?" You hummed and watced the boy try to find his word. "I...I don't want you to go-" He said, his voice sounding shakes which alarmed you.

"Is that was this is about? C'mon, sit." You sighed and patted a spot on you bed signaling for him to sit. "I know that you're going to miss me but just know that you'll have to get used to not having me around, I'm sure Wilbur feels the same. I believe in you, big man." I said while ruffling his hair, his expression seemed like he still wasn't read to let go. "But what about when you wake me up when I don't want to get up? What about you kicking me under the table during dinner, what about when I need you to tell me that everything is find? What about-" He paused to collect his thoughts. "Y/n, what am I without you?" His words made me halt, "Yourself..."

-

Doomsday

"You chose your side Y/n, Techno and I chose ours." Phil spoke, his tone cold and devoid of care."But, I thought- I thought we were a family." I say, Philza only wince at my words. I look up at him, Techno, and Dream as they set off the TNT dropper, with little time I tried to fly away I kept missing the TNT only by a kiss and a prayer until, "Y/n look out!" Tommy yelled, I quickly look behind me see TNT about to explode, out of instinct I use my wing to shield me.

Dark

Why is everything dark?

I-Why can't I see?!

Why can't I move my wings?!

Dad! Help me, I'm scared!

Why is no one there?

Dad-No, Phil, Techno, Wilbur, Tommy.....where are you?

My body felt like it was about the give out, I was losing a lot of blood. "I guess this is how I die...Techno can't save me this time." I chuckled to myself, "I wonder how one of Wilbur's songs go... Jubilee Line, was it?" I paused.

"Wasting your time

You're wasting mine

I hate to see you leaving

A fate worse than dying

Your city gave me asthma

So that's why I'm fucking leaving."

While I was singing a voice called out to me, it seems like I was buried under a pile of rocks...cool I guess. A hand reached and pulled me out of the dark creavis, surprising me completely.

I didn't realize how relieved I was to not die until I stole a hug from the person that saved me, he smelled of blueberries and heaven he was wear a colorful hoodie and a sea foam green swirl on the front. "It's ok, everything will be ok." Even his soft voice resembled an angel, I cried into his hoodie an. The man hugging me whispered small reassurances as my tears stain his hoodie, in that moment I've never been this scared to let someone go.

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I hoped you liked this because I sure did, I shall go pass out now. It's 3:06am rn.

[holden-caulfield]

Desperately

↪︎ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

SUMMARY: reader and blaise are partners in potions class and he lets something slip about a certain friend of his.

WARNINGS: none i think!

WORD COUNT: 1513

A/N: this is my entry for @simpology 's writing challenge with the prompt "Oh, and he's wretchedly in love with you"... hope this is good :)) the plot is kind of confusing but just go along with it

"Do you have the instructions?" asked a nonchalant Blaise Zabini as he settled next to you, letting his bag fall down next to his chair.

"Of course, yes. We'll need-"

"I know, i've already picked everything." he said hurriedly as he placed several bottles and containers on the table, surrounding the boiling cauldron at the center of it.

"Oh! Ok... we can start then, we'll have to add-" you interrupted your reading as you noticed Blaise already pouring a non-specified quantity of some green liquid into the cauldron.

You eyed him curiously as he continued the potion-making on his own.

"Why did you ask me about the instructions if-" he raised his index finger in front of your face, successfully shutting you up and irritating you at the same time.

He poured another range of ingredients in the cauldron and began mixing, finally raising his eyes at you.

"Now we can talk about important things." he stated, not stopping his movements.

"You just interrupted me twice in the span of 5 minutes, what could be possibly more important than the potion that Snape is going to grade today?" you asked with annoyance audible in your voice as you crossed your arms in front of you.

"Don't worry about the potion, it's going splendid. We have far more important matters to discuss." his calm voice was doing nothing to soothe you, instead doing just the opposite.

"And what is that?"

"You." he announced, remaining as stoic as a statue.

Your eyes widened at the mere syllable that had just left his mouth.

"Me? And what about me?"

"Not exactly you, more like your current situation." his eyes bored into yours with such coolness you wondered whether you were the daft one there.

"My situation? And what-"

"Your sentimental situation." he cut you off. Again.

"It's the third time you do that."

"And you keep on posing questions but i'm the one that should be asking and we don't have a lot of time. Do you know Draco Malfoy?"

"What does that even mean?!" he raised an eyebrow at you, unimpressed, and you simply scoffed. "I'm not interested in whatever game you are playing right now, Zabini."

"Just answer my questions, y/l/n, i swear there is a point." he continued stirring the concoction, eventually dropping new ingredients. You sighed but decided to play his game.

"Yes, yes i know him."

"How would you describe him?"

"Zabini, i swear, this isn't making any sense, can you-"

"What did i say about asking questions?" he scolded you. You rolled your eyes and narrowed them at the boy in front of you.

"Fine. He's blond, tall-"

"Not physically, you idiot." he scoffed and you smiled to yourself, which made him eventually soften his gaze.

"He's a slytherin and..." you didn't know what to say. You obviously knew about his past actions, he wasn't exactly well-seen at hogwarts.

"And?" he asked expectantly.

"And i don't know, he's not the nicest person around, i think."

"Interesting." he muttered, almost to himself as he got lost in his own thoughts. "What do you think about me then?"

"You? You are like him, aren't you?" you asked, smirking as you did so.

"I don't know, i'm asking you." he said, returning the smile with playful eyes. You scoffed and returned to your potions book but Blaise snatched it our of your hands. "We were talking, weren't we?"

"We were supposed to brew a potion, weren't we?" you asked, mimicking his previous sentence while taking back your book.

"I got that under control." he added other ingredients and at this point you were wondering whether he knew what he was doing or whether he was improvising just to talk to you. "So, me and Draco are the same, correct?"

"Actually," you said while trying to find the passage in your book, "i hope he has half the patience i have or he should have hexed you ages ago."

You skimmed through the pages but you couldn't find the right ones. Blaise grasped it again and hid it behind his back, earning the most choleric stare you could muster.

"Or maybe i don't. I'd love to see him hex you. Know what? I might do it myself."

"Now that's a wonderful idea." your eyes widened again and, furrowing your eyebrows, you just stared at the boy i front of you, wondering what had happened to him. "But i had something else in mind. Why don't you go take your book back, we might need it."

You switched your gaze from his own eyes to his hands and noticed that he had no longer the book, instead his wand, pointed towards one of the other tables of the class. A table you noticed had two copies of the same book on it, meaning one had to be yours.

"What game are you playing, Zabini? Do you even know what you're doing there?" you asked, pointing to the concoction.

"I don't, so you better get your book back if you want to fix this." he said and you could feel anger boiling in your chest at the smugness of the slytherin.

You marched towards the table, exasperated.

"Oh, and y/n?" you turned around while walking, eyes still flaming with annoyance, "he's wretchedly in love with you."

You couldn't process the new cryptical information as you bumped into someone. You immediately returned your eyes to the front of you, finding a tall blond there, holding your book in between your bodies.

"Is this yours?" he lifted slightly the book but you were speechless. What had Blaise just said? "Cat got your tongue? I'm asking if this is yours..."

Your eyes darted from his to the book several times before settling on the latter.

"Yes! Yes, it is." you finally spoke and heard chuckling coming from behind you. Blaise.

Draco handed you the book and you took it slowly, still unsure of what your next move should have been.

"Wait!" you said, a little louder than you intended to but enough to catch his attention as he was returning to his own workplace. "Do you- uhm..."

He stared at you, waiting for you to finish your sentence but it was not as easy as it sounded.

"Do you want to switch partners?" you managed to let out, visibly confusing him.

"You want to be with Nott?"

"With you actually... Blaise said-"

"Blaise said what?" he suddenly got more serious, his irises darkening as if you had just created a storm.

"He said-"

"I said you are the best at potions and she needs help. Desperately." Blaise came up from behind you, laying his hands on your shoulder, still stiff from the embarrassment but it immediately vanished as you heard the voice, leaving its place to irritation.

"I do not need help and most certainly not desperately." you stated indignantly and the blond in front of you let out a small chuckle, earning himself an angry look from you too.

"I'll leave you to it then." he said smirking and you quickly grabbed his arm to prevent him from leaving you with Blaise.

"Please no, i can't bear another minute with him." you pleaded, which made the blond suppress a chuckle and his friend roll his eyes, clearly annoyed.

You stared at him for a moment longer as he did the same, almost as if time had frozen.

"Well... i'll leave you two to it" Blaise began to make his way to Draco's previous working table, "maybe you'll finally be able to tell her about your crush on her, huh?"

Draco's head whipped towards Blaise as fast as lightning, a panicked look ruling over his features. His best friend kept going, leaving the two of you alone, speechless.

You stared at him and he stared at you.

"I like you too-"

"He was kidding-"

"Oh." you both said in unison.

He stared at you and you stared at him. No more words were exchanged, just looks.

"You like me?" he asked tentatively.

"He was kidding?" you retorted, slightly hurt and embarrassed now.

"That depends."

"On what? On how ridiculous i must look right now?" you continued, the embarrassment turning quickly into annoyance.

"On whether you really like me or not." you were still unconvinced, his face unreadable as you tried to look for an ounce of sincerity in his silvery eyes, "Because i do like you, y/l/n."

Your brows still furrowed, you stared at him inquisitively.

"Were you the one kidding?" he asked now, suddenly self-conscious, letting out a single dry nervous chuckle.

You scrutinized him a little longer, noticing his confidence wavering and his patience thinning from the way he was looking at you.

"I wasn't." you finally stated, smirking at the blond boy in front of you.

He furrowed his brows too, the corners of his mouth hinting at a slight smile. But the sharp hit on both of your heads delivered by professor Snape made you both hurry back to your table.

"Get back to work."

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[final-girl96]

Chapter Seven: Steve's Suspicious

Monday

March 17, 1986

Steve picked me and Robin up after school and we all went into work. Robin and I were putting movies away and Steve was standing behind the counter. "People keep giving me weird looks. Then some of them laugh when I walk by," Steve said. I looked over at him, "I'd give you weird looks and laugh too. Have you looked in the mirror?" I asked. "Why? What's wrong? Is it my hair?" He started to panic and look for a reflective surface. "Oh, my god. This is why you don't have a girlfriend, Steve."

"Funny. Very funny. You know someone told me to ask about the guy you've been hanging around." My body froze, breath left my lungs. "Are you hiding something from me?" He asked. "Sure they weren't talking about me? YN is always with me, right, yn?" Robin nudged me with her shoulder. I nodded my head, "right. I don't know what they're talking about."

"You know if you have a boyfriend you can tell me. You're eighteen now. And as much I don't like it I won't always be able to protect you. Especially when you go off to college. As long as it's not like Jason Carver or Eddie "the freak" Munson." He laughed. I started to nervously laugh until Robin hit me on the back. "Nope. No boyfriend just studying really hard ya know something you never did." He looked at me suspiciously but let it go.

After work three of us went to the diner for dinner. And of course with my luck Eddie walked in. We made eye contact and the annoyed look he was wearing quickly changed. That signature wide smile overtook his face. Steve was busy droning on about his last date and I started to lightly shake my head at Eddie as he made his way over to us. What I didn't know was that his uncle was sitting right behind us. My heart felt like it was in my throat.

"I'll be back. Need to use the bathroom," I said and quickly stood and rushed towards the bathrooms. When I went to shut the stall door someone stopped it. "Where are you going in such a rush?" I looked up seeing Eddie smiling at me. He pulled me out and into the hand capped stall, locking the door, and pushing me up against the wall. "What're you doing in here?" I asked.

"You looked like you were trying to get away from me. Wanted to make sure you're okay." He pushed a piece of hair behind my ear. "I'm fine. But Steve has been asking a lot of questions today because someone told him I've been hanging around a guy and then he started talking about if I have a boyfriend it's okay to tell him as long as it isn't Jason or you and I think he's just more suspicious because I can't panicked and was acting all weird. If it wasn't for Robin you'd probably be dead already."

He took my face in his hands making me look at him. "Whoa. Slow down. Deep breaths. If Steve finds out it's me I'll deal with it. And to ease you more, Wayne was right behind you guys. I wasn't walking toward you, babe. But I am happy I got to see you today," he said. I rolled my eyes, "you saw me at school," I said. I felt so stupid and I probably made Steve even more suspicious.

"Yeah, but I missed you. I want to take you home with me." I pushed him a little. "I think it's time I just tell him. I just don't know how. To be honest I'm surprised he didn't figure it out the moment we started dating. Hea so fucking dense." Eddie laughed, leaned in and kissed me. "If that's what you want. I like keeping you to myself. But I can totally take your brother." I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulled him down so I could kiss him again.

We were in our own world until someone started pounding on the stall door. "Look, I know you guys can't keep your hands off each other but Steve is like two seconds away from coming in here to make sure you're okay," Robin said. I groaned and opened the door smiling at her. "Is he done talking about his date?" I asked. She groaned loudly, "no! And how dare you leave me out there alone."

When we walked back out Steve was paying for the bill. "Are you okay?" He asked me. I nodded, "yeah." He looked me up and down, "are you sure? You were in there for a long time," he said. "Women stuff, Steve." He looked at me confused, "you know periods. Blood. Tampons. Pads." He held his hands up, "okay. Okay, I get it! Let's go." Robin and I laughed and followed me behind him. I looked over where Eddie sat with his uncle and he winked before turning his attention back to Wayne.

After we dropped Robin off at home and we got home I went straight upstairs. "Don't wanna hang out and watch a movie?" Steve called after me while he shut the front door. "Homework. You know something you never did," I said. He rolled his eyes and walked towards the kitchen. I did actually have homework to do and I wanted to get it done and then get a shower. I didn't have a lot to get done since I did most of it during my free period.

After I got out of the shower I put on one of Eddie's tee shirts I took from his room, a pair of shorts and put on a pair of knee high socks before heading downstairs. Steve was in the kitchen pulling the ice cream out of the freezer. "Hey. Homework finished already?" I nodded my head and jumped up on the counter. "Yeah. I did most of it during my free period," I said. He nodded his head, opening the cabinet to get a bowl. "Want some ice cream?" He asked. I smiled and nodded my head, "always."

We ate our ice cream and watched a couple movies before we headed upstairs for bed. I was laying on my stomach on the bed, reading, Kate Bush playing quietly when I heard tapping on my window. I stopped reading, and listened. When I didn't hear it again I went back to reading. I was too caught in the story of my book to hear my window being opened. I yelped when a hand slid.up the back of my thigh.

"Shh. It's just me." I turned to see Eddie. "What are you doing here?" I asked, jumping up and running over to close and lock my bedroom door. "I wanted to see you," Eddie said, flopping down on the bed. "You just saw me a few hours ago," I laughed. He picked up my book and started flipping through it. "That's a long time, babe. It's like an eternity to me." He set the book back down and turned on his side to face me. "You're so clingy." I said, going over and climbing onto the bed beside him.