#S’T

[yongvillage]

small overstimulation fic with mark lee, who loves to see you crying and begging him to stop. pretty please <3

ⓘ overstimulation, dacryphillia

mark stared at your wet, tear stained face, your eyes puffy and red, “hey, hey, baby, what’s wrong?” he asked genuinely, his voice soft as his dark, glossy eyes bore into yours. his hips, though, contradicted his words, never stopping their relentless pace of ramming into you.

“s’t-too much, c-can’t…”

he frowned slightly. wasn’t he making you feel good? “sure you can, y-you jus’ lay there and look pretty, baby,” he groaned, his breath coming out in short puffs of air that cooled your hot and flushed face.

more tears fell, dripping past your temples and onto your hairline as you lay helplessly. you tried to squeeze your legs together, to push weakly at mark’s chest, anything to signal to him that you were near your breaking point, but mark only continued.

“don’t fight it baby, l-let me make you feel good,” he said, his dick twitching at your pained expression, clad with hot tears and incoherent pleas.

you’re clit ached, and the constant penetration of mark’s cock had you knowing you were going to be sore for days afterwards. sex with mark always felt great, amazing actually. he was so caring, so tentative to your needs, pulling out every moan and orgasm he could, making you feel euphoric. but when he got like this, you knew nothing could bring him back to earth until he was satisfied.

“m-mark, hurts, ah, h-hurts so bad…” you cried. your body was too weak to even try and fight back anymore.

mark leaned down to kiss the tears off your face, his other hand gently pulling your legs apart, “shhh, i-i’m making you feel better, a-aren’t i?” he said, his voice straining against the sounds he wanted to let out from his own approaching orgasm.

he didn’t understand, he was helping you! making you feel so, so good! you should be thanking him. although, the more mark stared down at you, the closer he got. he almost couldn’t tell if it was your crying or your snug, warm walls making him delirious, the line blurring in his already fuzzy mind.

it was sick, mark knew, to get off on his girlfriend’s tears. but you just looked so cute! and paired with your endless babbles of begging him to stop, or to at least just slow down, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer.

he watched as your body stopped tensing, stopped trying to hit and push at his own. his hips snapped into you faster now as he groaned against the nape of your neck, your short mumbles and whimpers driving him further and further up the wall of his release.

“shit, baby, l-look so cute taking my c-cock like that. love it when you, ah, cry, s-so pretty f’me,” mark didn’t even realize when he came, his climax hitting him like a bus, and he also didn’t realize what he said, talking mindlessly as he stilled his hips, coming inside the condom.

@yongvillage | ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১

[dark-and-kawaii]

Feel free to respond to this whenever/if ever the mood to do so strikes.

Zevlor would eat you out with the dedication of a paladin sworn to carry out a life or death mission. He would drop to his knee for you faster than if a superior order him to 'Drop and give me 20!' Also, imagine being able to grip his horns while he is between your legs.

ᯓ★ On His Knees - Zevlor

DAMN STRAIGHT ANON!!! Zevlor is one of the best at giving head and no one can change my mind on this!!!

✧₊⁺ Content: NSFW - Zevlor Gives You The Best Head - Drooling Pussy - Sweet - Comfrot - Adorable Kawaii Ending xoxo

You could feel his tears wet your thighs as he pushed his face further into your dripping aching pussy. He was so honored, so happy you had chosen him, grateful that he could do this with another once more despite his age. Zevlor was beyond happy to pleasure you, to taste you, to be the one who makes your body sing with release and joy.

The man was a god when it came to him dropping to his knees and sliding that warm slick tongue of his deep inside of you. His tongue massaging every inch of your insides, his tastebuds rubbing against your plush gummy walls- your walls clamping down on his tongue as if begging for him never to leave.

His stamina unmatched. He had been going down on you for what felt like hours, your head was spinning, your legs cramping with how tight you kept them closed over his head. The way your hands clung to his horns, gripping them so tightly you feared that snap off within your grasps.

But your fears were quickly forgotten as his lips wrapped around your clit and suckled gently.

“Ah~ ♡ mnn!!~ Z-Zevy!!!!~” your entire body shaking as your second, or was it your third?- Ograsm washing over your body. You could feel his fingers tighten over your thighs- his nails holding you in place as he tried to keep himself grounded and in control.

Your own face flushed in embarrassment at the fact that his face was completely drenched with your juices, your thighs, his lips, his chin all glistening from you and his saliva. But Zevlor didn’t seem to mind in the slightest, the old hellrider kept going- licking up every drop you offered him.

“Z-Zev- I-I~ ah~ ♡!!! Ah~!!” Your nerves were fried from the overstimulation, “I-t feels s’like I-I’m on firreee~ ♡ Ahn~! AH~!!! ♡ ♡ ♡ NGHHH!!~~~” your voice cut off with a broken gasp. Your body trembling as he wrapped and swirled his tongue around your clit.

Zevlor’s eyes looked up to meet yours, the look on his face, the way he was smiling against you as he watched you fall apart, “You’re overflowing my dear, are you enjoying this as much as I am?”

His words alone sent you into a full body shutter as he brought his fingers down to your entrance, pushing them inside delicately- making sure his nails don’t cause damage as his mouth focused solely on your clit. His fingers pumping, his lips suckling, his tongue lashing over your bud as his eyes drank up the sight of your body reacting to his every action.

“I- I can’t sh-shtop sha-shaking~ ♡ ♡ ahhn~ ♡!!! It- s’t-too muhhh ♡!!! Much~ ♡!! Can’t s-stop m-moanninngg~ ♡!!!! Ah-haaannn~!!! Zev~ pllleeeeassseee-“

He could tell you were at your limits, and even though he wanted to continue to worship you for the rest of the night, he knew it was best to allow you some time to rest. Your crying and begging for mercy was evident enough.

Slowly he pulled his lips away from your clit, a string of saliva connecting his bottom lip to the bundle of nerves. The poor bud throbbing in a dull ache, your pussy clamping and spasming around his fingers, desperate to milk them as he withdrew his hand.

His knees ached from being on them for so long, and as he sat up to catch you before you collapsed against the wooden flooring he could hear his bones popping and creaking, but his body was still strong, still able to hold you in his arms.

You were a beautiful mess in his arms, your face was flushed, your hair sticking to your forehead, the furs below you both stained with sweat and your juices. You had a goofy little smile on your lips, your eyes hazy and glazed over as you stared at your lover, “Z-Zevlor~ ♡... So happy you’re mine~”

Zevlor couldn't help but laugh at your cute drunken expression, he kissed your forehead, his thumb caressing your cheek, his other hand holding you securely, “As am I my dear…” His tail caressed your toes, making you giggle, “as am I.”

[kerosnes]

2 of my lil characters (ocs?) and poob reenacting me yesterday when I ate a lotta cucumbers

also… sighting of my art in free draw 🤢 (I’m like 70% sure this’ll get like 2 notes since it s’t not my normal shh)

[davidnajewiczphotography]

Pentedattilo, Calabria - Italy.  The town was founded as a colony of the Greek city of Chalcis, in 640 BC.  A flourishing commercial town during the Greater Greece and Roman eras, it declined during the Byzantine domination, when it was sacked by the Saracens and by others. The town was severely damaged by an earthquake in 1783, which caused the migration of much of the population.  The town remained totally uninhabited from the mid-1960s to the 1980s, when it was partially restored and repopulated by volunteers. One of the most interesting places I visited in Calabria. Not far from my mother’s birthplace in S’t Ilario.

[reverserofficial]

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the gimmick blogs are like tumblr’s rogue gallery. yes we’ve got some heroes, yes we’ve got some villains, but more importantly if you look over here you will see some freak who devotes all their time to counting the number of “t’s” in a post

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[speechlesslili]

I smile a little and run my fingers through his curls slowly, “can I tell you something because you’re very drunk right now?”

“‘Kay,” he agrees, lifting his head the best he can to look down at you with his puffy red nose and eyes. “What ‘s’t?”

[thereapernoel]

"Does that mean I have your attention?" The smile that crept over the reapers lips devious and tyrannical as the mind behind it. It was hard to tell if Noel was one that valued his life or would burn himself with the world just for the fun of it. There was that saying about genius and madness, he never cared for it.

Noel didn't fight the shadows. Enjoying their familiarness of them as they tickled his skin. It made him pine for his powers. How he would have loved to try to take control of Tiernan's shadows for the fun of it. It had been so long since he'd played with another half daeva.

"And how should I say it? S’t plaît, monsieur Halloran." Noel's words a breathy moan as he ran his hand up the other's pressed dress shirt as he bit into his lip hard enough to make it bead with crimson. He used his tongue to spread the alluring red over his lips fully intent on enticing the ghoul further. "Or should I be calling you something else? Perhaps, mon roi?"

Listening with interest as Noel spoke, the reaper certainly wasn't wrong about him, but Tiernan had little he cared about.. other than money and power, of course. "I should not have been turned on by that.. and yet.." Tiernan admitted, smirking a little at the reaper. He wasn't worried, although Noel certainly made it sound like he should be.

What Tiernan was more interested in in that moment in time was Noel's willingness when it came to using his gorgeous body that the Councilman so desperately wanted to explore. "Yes Noel, say please," he purred, letting go of the reaper's jaw, using a slight gesture of his hand to conjure shadows which started gently stripping the pretty Gaudet of his clothing. "You may as well start practicing, because I want to hear you begging for me later," Tiernan added, trailing the soft leather of the belt against Noel's thigh once he was free of his clothing.

[theblackdragon-studios]

Though we didn’t start out on the best of terms...I’m still so glad I met you.

A day-late valentine’s day picture. I’m posting both versions here since I can post multiple pictures at once. The whole thing silently explains the story behind this relationship, but the hint I’ll give: Redeemed villain, and enemies to lovers.

Wing Din and Gaster World AU (c) @allykatsart

Shardie and art (c) @theblackdragonstudios

[descendantofthesparrow]

Cant stop this feeling - Harry Hook x reader- SMUT FIC- p4

SMUT FIC-MINORS DNI- All ‘important’ characters are 18+!

warning; slightly dubcon due to drugged sex, only Harry is drugged (he fully aware about what’s going on and is consensual (both parties are), but its still drugged sex) basically sex pollen smut but its sex potion, SMUT, unprotected sex (don worry (y/n) is on birth control)

outfits~ cuz im stupid

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Harry groaned slightly as he woke up the next morning, licking the inside of his mouth as he slowly sat up and looked at the clock. 6:55 am, half hour and five minutes to breakfast before the outing at Genoa, which the ship would be docking at around 10 am. He looked down, feeling a weight against his chest, smiling softly as he saw you, clutching onto his shirt and drooling a bit. “(y/n)” he whispered, not wanting you to miss out on breakfast “lass, c’mon, it’s nearly seven am”

You grumbled a bit, slowly opening your eyes to see nothing but Harry’s shirt and the blurry cabin, your sight not yet adjusted to being awake. “time s’t?” you muttered, voice slurring from your deep sleep. Harry looked again, 6:56. He told you as such and you yawned, tossing your leg across his hips and snuggling into his shoulder “10 more minutes…” Harry chuckled, but let you have that, you had done so much for him within the last three days, it was only right to let you sleep in.

Harry trailed his fingers along your back, watching you sleep as the morning sun began to stream through your window; he watched in awe as the sun shimmered across your skin, your (f/c) scales making themselves known across the curve of your cheeks and arms. “Beautiful” he muttered, his eyes moving to his arm and he placed it in the way of the sunbeams, watching as the back of his hand glittered with opal-like scales.

He wondered if you would keep your sleep-induced promise of taking him to neverland…you had really done so much for him already, if you took back your word, he wouldn’t blame you. Harry was suddenly jolted out of his thoughts as you…well, jolted awake. Harry snorted a bit as you sat up suddenly, sitting back on your heels while Harry laughed gently, watching as you rubbed your eyes, the sun now illuminating your thighs.

He traced your shimmering scales with his eyes before looking back up at your face, smiling softly as you sighed, rubbing your cheeks as you looked back at him “Time’s it now?” you asked quietly, voice cracking with deep sleep. Harry looked at the clock, 7:06am. “Exactly ten minutes from tha’ last time ye asked” Harry teased, unable to keep the smile off his face as you yawned, nodding along to his words and getting out of bed, stumbling a bit as you did. Harry almost leaped out of your bed to catch you but you waved him off “I’m always a bit weak-legged in the morning, nothin’ to be worried ‘bout” you said with another yawn, stretching as you reached the middle of the room, groaning as your back cracked with a satisfying noise.

Harry simply watched you as you walked to your dresser and got out your clothes for a day, tilting his head at the pastel yet edgy sundress combo you had picked out “I like tha’ way ye style yerself” Harry said as he got out of bed, and you smiled at him, your eyes glittering in the sun that filled the room. “it’s…different, than wha’ I’m used ta, from the isle, and pretty different from any Auradon kid, it suits ye”

Your smile turned to a grin, your slightly sharp teeth making themselves known through your lips and Harry couldn’t help but stare, completely entranced “Thank you, now, shouldn’t you go get dressed?” you said, ending with a question, pointing at his sleep pants and tank top. Harry looked down at his clothes, giving you a cocky smirk and crossing his arms

“Nah I was planning on going out like this, quite fashionable don’t ya think?” you laughed, shaking your head as you turned, Harry walking up and kissing the top of your head to say goodbye “Join me at breakfast? Please? I’m sure Uma would like ta know ya, and not just because of what ye have been doin’ fer me” you turned again, looking into Harry’s ocean blue eyes, then smiling.

“Sure, I’ll see you at breakfast” you giggled as Harry kissed your cheek in his excitement, racing out of the cabin to head back to his, eagerly getting dressed for the day. You pressed your lips together in a smile, feeling your chest flutter at Harry’s actions “He’s so sweet” you whispered, turning back to your clothes and getting dressed.

A few minutes later you were walking down the hall towards the dining room, already smelling the delicious food wafting about the floor. you felt an arm on your shoulder and you turned, seeing Harry smiling at you “You look-wow” Harry breathed out, having stopped in his tracks for a full five seconds when he saw you down the hall, before racing to your side. You laughed, scratching the side of your head as your cheeks warmed up “Such a charmer” you teased, tapping Harry’s chin as he stared at you, his eyes soft and warm, almost sparkling as he took you in.

You looked away first, playing with your fingers behind your back as Harry led you into the dining hall, waving at Uma and Gil as they called him over, already in line. “And who is this~?” Uma cooed as Harry walked up with you, feeling a set of eyes on both of your backs. He turned, glaring slightly as he saw Nyx staring hard at you, her fingers twitching as she grit her jaw. “(y/n)” you greeted Uma, pulling Harry away from his thoughts as you held out your hand, smiling at the demi-sea goddess as she smiled back, taking your hand and shaking it “And you’re Uma, right?”

Uma nodded, tilting her head at Gil “Aye, and this is Gil” Harry interrupted her, leaning into your field of vision, a sly smile on his pretty lips “me best mates, Uma’s had me back since diapers, Gil a lil’ but later but, I trust him just the same” Gil beamed at that, punching Harry’s shoulder softly, which still hurt a bit. “ow” Harry muttered, pulling you into the line as the breakfast bell rang, and the stalls opened up to let the seniors begin their meal.

The four of you talked as you got your food and drinks, soon sitting down at a good-sized round table that easily fit the four of you, Harry quickly pulled your chair back before you sat down like the gentleman he was. “Why thank you~” you sang, happily taking his offer and sitting down, giggling as he pushed you into the table and then sat down, Gil doing the same thing for Uma. Uma just gave Gil a knowing smile, snickering as he subtly mimicked an arrow to the heart, the two smiling at you and Harry as you talked, Harry’s eyes practically never leaving you.

Uma glanced up, seeing Nyx walking towards their table, but her eyes were somewhere else. Her hands were in her pockets and she almost seemed to be trying speed-walking past them. Uma glanced away, watching as Harry downed the last of his apple juice and set the glass to the side. Uma heard a small huff come from Nyx and she passed by the table, heading over to her small group of friends near the back of the room. her hands were now out of her pockets, clenched at her side as if she was frustrated by something.

Uma watched her for a small moment, then turned away, deciding the girl wasn't worth her time; right now, she was getting to know the mermaid that had been given Harry’s heart without even realizing it. Soon they were done with breakfast and the four went up to the main deck, still just-talking, as the Genoa port came closer with each passing second. “There it is~!” Gil said as the port came into view, Harry jolted awake; having fallen asleep on the deck chair, which was thankfully in the shade of an umbrella. Uma whistled, crossing her arms on the ship rails as the Genoa port became more detailed as the ship got closer.

You covered your ears as the ship's horn blew, alerting the port of their arrival. You saw several boats speed out of the way, along with a small pod of dolphins following close behind the ship, jumping out of the waves the ship created. Harry looked over the edge with you, gasping a bit as he saw the shimmer of a tail just below the surface, waving as a face popped out of the water, the mermaid's hair dark along with her skin.

She grinned, teeth sharp and eyes glittering gold, waving back before diving back into the water; simply curious about who had arrived at her home. You giggled at Harry, who continued to stare after the mermaid for a moment before turning to grin back at you. “woah” he whispered, looking upon the beautiful architecture and buildings that decorated the port. Soon the cruise ship came to a stop, a few hundred feet away from the port.

Everyone turned towards the command deck as a voice came over the speakers “The port does not have the room for a ship like ours, so we will be taking smaller transportation ships out to Genoa! We will begin departing at ten thirty am!” the speaker clicked as the crew member turned it off and everyone began talking amongst each other, excited about their day within the city.

Harry was just staring at you, admiring the way the sun reflected off the ocean onto you, the way your exposed skin shimmered, and the way your eyes glittered like gems.

Yeah…yeah, he was definitely going to get you something pretty today, maybe multiple somethings. As a thank you for helping him out…and maybe something more than that. He just…he didn’t know why, but something told him to get you pretty things, to covet them for you; pretty rocks and jewels, fine fabrics and unique shells. Harry looked away, feeling his cheeks heat up as he licked his bottom lip, just imagining you looking so pretty in his gifts, giggling as you wore a flowing pastel sundress, his rings adorning your fingers and his favorite leather bracelet on your wrist, joining your silver and gold crystal bracelets.

He shook his head, trying to force the thought out of his head. what was he thinking?! Wearing his stuff, gods its-it’s not like you were his girlfriend or anything, you….you were just…someone he fucked to find relief…fuck. He felt his cheeks heat up further as thoughts of just the two of you hanging out came to mind, like this morning, asleep on his chest, just happily sleeping on him as he watched you.

He…he wanted more of that, because yeah sex was cool n all but…all his life he just wanted someone to be with, to exist with….and-fuck-you were the perfect fit for those thoughts. He looked back at you, watching as you laughed with Uma, wondering if any similar thoughts were going through your mind.

Harry nearly jumped out of his skin as a hand landed on his shoulder, he whirled around, fist reeled back ready to punch when he saw Ben’s smiling face. The king didn’t even flinch when he saw Harry ready to attack “Hey Harry!” Ben chirped, reaching out and gently pushing down Harry’s arm “how’s everything been going?”

Harry let out a long sigh, unclenching his fist and rubbing his face “Don’ sneak up on me like tha’ beasty, I nearly hit ye” Ben just laughed, patting Harry’s shoulder. “But cha didn’t~ But you didn’t answer my question, how’s everything been?” Harry shrugged, he honestly couldn’t complain, minus the fact that he was getting drugged but that did lead him to you…so yeah, couldn’t complain “Good, still think all this is an intrestin’ choice for a senior trip” Harry said, walking towards Uma with Ben at his side.

Ben hummed, nodding along “Yeah,” Ben said with a laugh, looking up at the nearly clear blue sky “Evie helped me think of it, since a good chunk of the senior class is vks, she thought ‘why not give them a taste of true freedom, she said she actually thought of you guys when she told me her idea.” Ben smiled at Harry, who blinked in surprise. Them? He? The pirates? Ben continued to explain with that goofy smile of his; “You and Uma are the faces of the vks, you both are of the sea and I know you’re saving up to get a newer ship after you graduate since the lost revenge is still on the isle”

Harry flushed at Ben’s words, rubbing the back of his head while Ben continued to talk, you and Uma now looking at them while Ben prattled on “And I just thought ‘hey, letting the vks explore the world safely and without worry would be the best senior trip’! so” Ben shrugged, laughing a bit as he saw Harry’s pink cheeks “cruise ship trip it was”

Uma chuckled at Harry’s face and punched Ben’s shoulder slightly “You’re too sweet for your own good beasty, now go hang out with your girly, we’ll see you at that restaurant” Uma paused at that, grabbing your hand as Ben nodded, stopping in his tracks as Uma pulled you into Ben’s view “Can she join us?”

Ben grinned, recognizing you “(y/n)? Of course! The more the merrier!” Ben perked up as his name was called, seeing Lonnie and Doug waving him over, the core four and Jane sitting by the rails behind them “Coming!” Ben turned back to the four of you, Gil still looking at the sea, laughing down at the pod of dolphins that were circling below. “Have a good day you four, see ya!” at that Ben turned on his heel and jogged over to his friends, taking his usual spot between Mal and Carlos as the two made room for him, Mal tossing her arm over his shoulder as Carlos practically crawled into Ben’s lap, laughing as Jay tried to steal his spot.

Uma chuckled at the vk/ak group and turned to you, patting Gil on the back to get his attention “How bout we hit the arcade while we wait for departure? I'd rather not be herded with the cattle when the time comes” Harry giggled at the idea of the seniors being guided around like cows while Gil nodded eagerly, taking your hand to lead you to the arcade, telling Uma and Harry to hurry up.

Harry felt his fingers twitch seeing Gil holding your hand, jumping as Uma’s hand landed on his shoulder “only three days, and you’re smitten” Uma teased, threading her arm around Harry’s elbow and tugging him along after you and Gil “Is she really that good?”

Harry turned bright red and turned, gently smacking Uma as she cackled, turning to cover her head as Harry chased her “SHUT!”

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After a solid 40 minutes of exploring and playing in the arcade, the four of you were heading to the loading bay, waiting in line with the heavily diminished group of seniors, most of them having already departed from the ship. Soon you were all loaded up in the back of a boat and sailing towards land, Gil practically leaning halfway out of the boat to look at the water, laughing as another pod of dolphins followed them in. “Gil, sit your ass down” Uma hissed, Gil immediately plopping back down in his seat with a sheepish grin as you and Harry laughed.  

Soon you were on Genoa, traveling the brick paths towards the inner workings of the city; admiring the sights and smells that surrounded you. As you made your way into the marketplace, Harry broke off from the group, drawn in by the jewelry stands. Uma smirked at him and led you away towards a stand where an older man was making frisceu (Apple fritters). He was kind and you both ordered two each, one for ourselves and one for Harry and Gil. as you walked back towards Harry and Gil, you saw Harry pay for something shiny and then quickly put it in his pocket as he spotted you, a pink flush on his cheeks.

“oooh~!” Gil cooed, taking the frisceu Uma had handed him and eagerly digging in “oh this is delicious, what is it?” as Uma told him what it was, you handed Harry his frisceu and he smiled with a nod, licking his lips with stars in his eyes as he bit into it “my gods that’s good” he muttered, chuckling as you giggled at his words “is tha’ apple?”

You nodded, taking a bite of your frisceu and walking along with Harry as the four of you continued to take in the city. At one point his arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you into his side, his thumb rubbing your waist. You shared a shy smile with Uma who gave you a double thumbs up, her eyes alight with mischief and delight.

Every once in a while Harry’s eyes would catch onto something and Uma would distract you with something else, Gil going with Harry to pick out whatever it was that caught his eye. Soon Harry had several items stowed away in his pocket, all too eager to give to you.

Finally, when the two of you got a semi-private moment alone, he took your arm, pulling you to a slow stop “hey lass?” he whispered, almost shy to give you the gifts he had collected within the last hour and a half. You tilted your head at him with a smile on your pretty lips, and Harry almost wanted-no- he really wanted to just kiss you then and there.

But he forced that impulse down and took one of the several items in his pockets out, gently placing it in your hand and shrugging as you gasped, holding the beaded bracelet up in the sun to get a good look at it “oh Harry, its beautiful~” you whispered, immediately sliding the bracelet onto your wrist; admiring the white, gold, and blue beads that now decorated your arm. You smiled up at Harry and kissed his cheek, giggling as he turned bright red “thank you” he let out a stuttered ‘you’re welcome’, a dorky smile on his lips as you took his hand and pulled him forward to meet back up with Uma and Gil, who had stopped at a small shop to the side of the path.

As the hours till noon went on, your thought process went from ‘oh a gift for helping him’ to ‘uhhhh does he know what he’s doing?’ as Harry started pulling more and more gifts from his pocket. Another beaded bracelet, sea glass rings, polished and smooth rocks that glimmered like scales, and a freaking opal necklace made by the mermaids of Genoa. (where did he even get the money for that?! What you didn’t know was that the merchant, a mermaid, could tell what Harry was unintentionally doing and gave him the necklace for nearly %70 off)

He couldn’t know, he couldn’t! he had no idea he was basically asking you to court him in mermaid terms; as with each gift you felt your instincts purr with delight, your heart screaming for you to return the favor, to tell him you accepted his offer with a gift of your own. But you couldn’t, you knew that, he had no idea gift giving was how mermaids asked each other out.

As lunchtime came around, Harry was doing one last search for another gift, his heart just screaming at him to get you more things until you said yes. Yes to what? he didn’t know, but he just knew ‘get the pretty mermaid shiny things until she accepts me’. He had a feeling it was his half-mer instincts guiding him and he was letting them run free, since they did seem to be working for whatever they were trying for. It wasn’t till Uma pulled him aside as he was at another jewelry stand, also being manned by mermaids, whispering into his ear as she held his shoulder tightly, that he realized what was going on. “Hey-you realize what all this, gift giving, means to (y/n), right?” Uma asked, shaking him slightly as he just tilted his head “It’s courtship Harry, gift giving is how merpeople ask each other out, this entire fucking time-you’ve basically been asking her to accept you to date.” Uma hissed out, her slight frown turning to a grin as Harry’s face turned bright pink, his scales making themselves known in the sunlight.

“O-oh” Harry stuttered, now suddenly realizing why you were getting more and more flustered with each gift-oh gods he hoped he hadn’t embarrassed you. Then he suddenly thought, why is that a bad thing? Hadn’t he wanted someone? And you fit perfectly in that idea he had about who he wanted to have and for them to have him. He looked down at the sea glass bracelet he had in his hand and smiled “oh.”

Uma cackled as she realized what Harry had realized, pushing him back towards the jewelry stand “go get your mermaid lover boy” Harry smiled, all too happy to indulge in the idea of courting you, he just hoped you wouldn’t take it the wrong way and think he was just doing this because of the last three nights.

Because you didn’t know you had practically stolen his heart the very first time he locked eyes with you that first night.

-

Harry grumbled, having not found a good enough gift for you now that he was fully committing to the courting gift idea, but he supposed he would have to find it later, hopefully before they left Genoa; because right now they were heading towards the restaurant where Ben had arranged a lunch with everyone. Everyone being the pirates, the rotten four, Audrey, Lonnie, Doug, and you.

As you arrived at the predetermined restaurant, you saw Ben and his friends already there, one-half of the table empty; awaiting you and the pirates “Hey!” Ben called out, waving the four of you over “About time, you’re four minutes late” Gil just stuck his tongue out at Ben as Uma flipped him off, Harry being too busy pulling your chair out and then pushing it in when you sat down, thanking him as you did. He smiled and nodded back, taking the seat next to you before Gil or Uma could; who did try if only to mess with Harry.

Soon everyone was laughing and talking amongst each other, Harry’s arm resting across the back of your chair as he leaned into your space, which you didn’t mind at all; in fact, you were leaning back into him, your cheek pushing into his shoulder every once in a while. Uma perked up as she spotted Nyx and her ‘friends’ walking through the restaurant and she liked her lips, watching the girl carefully as Nyx glanced back at Harry, her eyes flashing a bit as she did so. Uma frowned, tapping her fingers on her hand as Nyx continued on to the back of the restaurant, soon being completely out of sight.

Uma sighed, relaxing a bit, Nyx was a potioneer, so if she could do anything to Harry, she would have to do it physically not magically. Soon the drinks were delivered to the table, Harry immediately grabbed his soda and took a long sip, pausing as it hit his tongue. It was sweet…almost too sweet, he set the drink down, glaring at it for a moment before handing it off to Uma, subtly waving his hand over it to tell her to test it. She rose her brow at him and did so, clenching her jaw as the soda shimmered a deep pink to show that it was drugged “fuck” Harry hissed as Uma waved down the waitress.

She whispered what had happened and the waitress turned pale, taking Harry’s drink and quickly making a new one she made sure not to let out of her sight, telling her coworkers that were was a drugger within the restaurant and to not let any drinks out of sight. Soon she returned with Harry’s drink and told the group the meal would be free thanks to the…mishap. Ben frowned, turning to Harry who again pushed his drink to Uma for her to check “You got drugged?” Ben whispered, leaning towards Harry to make sure no one but them at the table would hear.

Harry sighed, taking back his soda which had been cleared by Uma “Aye, last three nights in fact, but I think we jus’ discovered how I’ve been gettin’ drugged, whoever it is been druggin’ me drinks durin’ dinner.” Harry muttered with a pout, now knowing the afternoon would be ‘ruined’ by the drug, at least the last three nights were at like-1am not 1pm.

Everyone at the table winced and frowned, the last three days? And he hadn’t reported it to security? Or FG? “what does it do?” Jay asked, understanding why Harry hadn’t told anyone other than Uma and Gil, it was a trust issue and Harry hardly trusted any adults or anyone outside of his crew. Harry flushed, looking away “That’s not fer ye ta know” Jay slowly nodded, catching the look you gave Harry as your hand moved to grab his under the table, giving it a comforting squeeze.

“Well, this kinda killed the tone” Audrey muttered, Lonnie gently smacking her on the arm as Harry laughed, shaking his head. “what!? it did!” Harry just continued laughing, picking up his clean drink and lifting it up “eh-it takes a few hours to take effect, so let’s just enjoy whatever tha’ fuck this place ‘as ta offer”

After a few moments of uncertainty, the group agreed to enjoy the time they had until whatever drug that was in Harry’s system took effect, soon laughing and talking as if nothing had happened, which Harry was thankful for, he didn’t want to dwell on something that brought the energy down/he had a handle on.

Soon everyone filed out of the restaurant, once again splitting back up into their groups, Harry now holding your waist tightly as he slowly felt his body heat up. Usually, the drug took a few hours to take effect, so he wondered why he started feeling that heat only an hour and a half after he took that one sip. Soon enough that heat bubbled beneath his skin, traveling down until he felt himself pressing against his pants. Suddenly his skin was overheated, your waist against his hand tingling, and your scent overwhelming his senses. He wanted to fuck you now, but gods not in direct public. “fuck” Harry muttered, looking around wildly for a spot he could take you, his hand gripping your side tightly, your plush skin slightly molding to him that sent sparks up your spine.

“Harry” he turned, breath getting heavy as Uma stared up at him. she smirked and waved her hand, your new opal necklace glowing teal for a moment before fading “a little concealment charm, should hide you from everyone, including any noises, just-make sure it is in a corner no one can find you unless they’re actually looking for you.” Harry let out a shuddering breath and nodded, taking your hand and running off, his face getting hotter with each moment that passed, his dick getting harder with each footstep.

“Doesn’t it usually take longer?!” you said with a small yelp, catching your balance as Harry pulled you into a darkened corner of the streets, completely out of sight from any locals or explorers like the two of you. “Usually”  Harry breathed out, gently pushing you against the wall, his lips already on your neck “it don’t feel as intense as usual either though, whoever it was-sped it up but” he moaned slightly, his teeth catching on your jaw “-but they toned it down too, if we’re lucky, this’ll be quick”

You let out a small grumble, lifting Harry's head up to look him in the eyes “Don’t ruin this dress, I like it” Harry smirked, his eyes flashing darkly “I’ll keep ye clean” Harry whispered, pulling you into a kiss as his free hand went under your skirt and underwear, the pads of his fingers gently pushing and massaging your clit that was begging for his touch.

As soon as you and Harry realized he was drugged back at the restaurant, your body hummed with want, and damn you were glad Uma was letting you keep those pills; or else your body would not be up for the challenge today. You felt Harry chuckle, his fingers dipping into your soaking cunt “Yer so wet darlin” Harry whispered as he pulled away from your lips, slowly trailing his fingers back and forth from your clit to your entrance as you shivered “Were ye hopin’ I would pull ye away and take ye? Right in the middle of the fuckin street? Where anyone could catch us if they would just look into his alley?”

You gasped as Harry’s finger pushed into your cunt, feeling your walls clenching around him as he got you ready for his cock “Gods fuck, ye are so fucking pretty, so fuckin perfect” Harry muttered, almost mindlessly as he stared at you, his cheeks a dark pink as you ground down into his hand, your clit rubbing up against his palm.

You gasped into Harry’s lips as he kissed you again, feeling his fingers press against your g-spot with vigor until your legs were trembling. Harry chuckled, pulling his fingers out and licking them clean, keeping his eyes on your face to watch you nearly crumble at the sight.

You gasped as he twisted you around to face the wall, your butt facing him with your hands against the brick. “Harry” you breathed out, gasping again as Harry pushed himself inside as he pulled your skirt up to your hips and your underwear down, your legs trembling as he once again stretched you wonderfully. “ffffuck~” Harry groaned, starting a slow and even pace as he fucked into you, the tip of his cock ghosting across your spots as he did. “ye-fuck-always feel so fucking good-gods”

Harry’s arm wrapped around your hips, pulling you into his hips and fucking you deeper, chuckling as your pussy clenched around him hard, trying to suck him back in with each pull, your juices soaking him and your thighs. “ye were waitin’ fer this eh? So fucking ready for my cock to just” he ground into you, wrapping his arms aright your torso as your legs gave out, holding you up against his chest as you gasped and moaned at each thrust. “ruin ye”

“Harry~” you breathed out again, turning your head to push into his neck and jaw, panting as he fucked you hard and fast. “fuck-fuck fuck-“ one of his hands trailed down till he hit your clit, rubbing it dutifully as he felt his orgasm build-up. “c’mon love, come with me” Harry whispered into your ear, groaning as he felt that coil snap, his cum flooding into you as you let out a strangled gasp, coming hard around his cock, milking it for all he had as you clenched around him.

“shiiit” you moaned, grabbing onto Harry's wrist as he kept rubbing your clit “Harry-fuck-ah~” Harry suddenly stopped, stepping closer to the wall as you panted, your skin slicked with sweat “Harry?” you asked, wondering why he stopped so suddenly when he chuckled, kissing the back of your neck. After only one orgasm, he felt that heat disperse, it seemed this time he did get lucky and this time, it would only be two rounds instead of 5+.

“I think it’s less intense cause I didn’t drink as much” Harry whispered into your skin, slowly starting to fuck you again, hearing his cum squelch with each trust. “I’m already feelin’ normal horny again instead of that, super intense shit” you laughed quietly, leaning back into Harry, lifting your hips to help him those delicious spots within you “good, now fuck me good”

Harry chucked darkly and held you even tighter to his chest, almost molding you to his body “as ye wish”

-

Uma frowned a bit as the two of you came back around only about an hour after disappearing. She assumed, from what Harry told her about the drug and its effects, that it would be at least two hours to flush it from Harry’s system. But it seemed like today, it took less than an hour. She had to hold back a teasing smile as she saw you wobble a bit, your hands going around Harry’s arm as he offered it, a thin veil of concern in his eyes.

“you good?” Uma asked instead of teasing, crossing her arms as you two walked up to her. Harry nodded, holding up two fingers to show how many times he needed to release to go back to normal. Uma hummed, tapping her chin “I think it was because I only had a sip instead of a whole drink” Harry muttered, pulling you tight into his side, putting less strain on your legs.

The one time you didn’t have any of those life-saver pills. At least it was only two rounds instead of fucking 10. 10. You still couldn’t believe the drug actually pushed Harry’s body to go that far, no human being should logically or biologically be able to go that far…then again, Harry was also not fully human, as you discovered last night; he was half mer. A neverland mer, like you were.

You were definitely going to take him to neverland after graduation.

Suddenly you were moving again, Uma and Harry having finished their small ‘what happened this time?’ talk and moving on to explore Genoa before the day was up and the ship left port. Soon enough you were at one of the many shores coasting the city, you and Uma were in the water, enjoying the breeze and cool waves against your legs, just talking as Harry dug through the sand and rocks, his stupid mer-brain telling him there was a perfect gift to be found within the shoreline.

Soon enough, a shimmer caught his eye and he stood, licking his lips as he looked down at the shiny black rock that was just, too perfect. He kneeled and snatched up the rock, chuckling as he turned it over in his hands “Obsidian?” Harry whispered, admiring the smooth black surface of the rock, admiring the inky black that had small specks of white within it. It almost looked like a night sky, clear of clouds and the moon.

“Perfect” Harry whispered, turning towards you, a dreamy smile on his lips as he thought of you accepting his gift and him. At least he hoped you would, but you had accepted him so far in so many more ways than one, so his hopes were high.

He didn’t really know when he should give you this gift, but his instincts told him to wait until the perfect moment. So he pocketed the rock and waded out towards you and Uma, tossing his arms around your shoulders as Gil began to crash into the waves, laughing loudly as he got soaked.  “I’m just glad he took his shoes off” Uma muttered, looking back at all their shoes that were set at the water line, protected by Uma’s magic.

Gil and Harry shared a chaotic grin and Harry picked you and Uma up with ease, cackling as you both smacked at him “PUT US DOWN, HARRISON JAMES HOOK I SWEAR TO-FUCK” Uma screeched as Harry turned into an incoming wave and fell into it, holding you tight to his side as Uma quickly squirmed out of his grip as soon as he hit the water.

Harry stood with you in his arms, one arm under your legs as the other cradled your shoulders, your scales grazing under his fingers. “Jerk!” you yelped, a smile on your face even as you smacked at Harry’s shoulders “I told you not to ruin this dress!!!” Harry just kept laughing, crashing back into another wave with you in his arms. “JERK!”

-

Ben smiled behind Mal’s shoulder as he watched you, Harry, Uma, and Gil reboard the ship, all soaking wet and laughing, Harry’s arm around your waist and his cheeks dark pink “You guys have fun?” Mal teased, flipping Uma off in a friendly way in response to Uma doing it first. Gil nodded, skipping off to go get chanced as Uma followed him, you and Harry sharing a small glance and smirk “Aye, a blast” Harry purred, pulling you off to your room so you could get changed.

Mal and Ben shared a look, knowing exactly what Harry was feeling. “He’s in love~” Mal sang quietly, taking Ben’s hand and tugging him off the boarding deck to go to the main deck to watch Genoa fade into the night as the ship sailed away, nearly all the seniors joining them to celebrate the day. “I think he is” Ben muttered back after a long minute of silence, tilting his head towards you and Harry, both leaning against the rails, Harry’s arms around you as Genoa slowly fade away, a smile on your lips.

Harry kissed the back of your forehead, laughing as you gently smacked him, making you giggle as he hugged you tightly in response; Uma and Gil shared teasing glances as Harry just happily existed with you. “So in love” Uma whispered, cackling slightly at Gil’s words “So fucking in love.”

Nyx watched from across the deck, her eyes gleaming dangerously in the night. “He’s supposed to be mine.” She hissed, taking out the vile she had precariously used throughout the last four days, all of which had been a failure in her eyes. Harry had never come to her room, somehow her half of the potion never drew him in, and yet; the potion clearly worked if he needed some random bitch to help him out. “How fucking dare she steal him from me” she pocketed the glowing pink potion vile, glaring directly at you, laughing in Harry’s arms; where she was supposed to be.

“I will have him, and some-mermaid” she spat out the words as if they were a slur, turning back towards the ocean, her fingers digging into the pristine wood of the rails “,will not get in my way.”

-end of part 4-

 the shinys Harry gets you/collects cuz im stupid

uhhh hope whoever read this likes it? im having too much fun with this fic lol-oh shit i gotta write p10 for reprise FUCK

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LDWS Week 1: counting ghosts

The results are in, so I can finally post my @mi6-cafe Last Drabble Writer Standing contribution. 🎉 The prompt was this image of a balloon man. Enjoy!

counting ghosts

It happens for the sixth time in Paris.

“Papa!” Mathilde tugs at his coat. He follows her gaze to a balloon merchant. His curly-haired silhouette causes a familiar punch to Bond’s gut. “Papa, s’t plaît!”

The man looks so much—

Every step Bond takes toward him is a small boost to his certainty. Surely, this time—

The man turns, revealing brown eyes and a beard. Bond locks down the disappointment in his chest before it can bleed out of his expression. One day he’ll stop wishing for Q to appear with a tea in hand and a crisp "Ah, 007.”

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These Hands of Mine (28): Love & Consideration

27- There’s Too Much to Explain       29 - Powerless

Master List, my AO3 account

A/N: So, after some thought, I’ve decided to try and post on here again, especially since I know people may like reading on this platform rather than re-directing. Unfortunately, Tumblr is a bit behind on how many chapters are released, but I’ll try to speed-run posting them. I also may (or may not) decide to add the AO3 chapters on here, retroactively under their original posts.

A/N 2: Also, let me know if you want to be added or removed from the tag list.

Lead up/Previously/Summary: Jameson has just left with Emma, but everyone else still has to process what happened at breakfast. And then, get to speculating about what's gonna happen on Jamie's date.

+10 mental damage to everyone. and a dialogue heavy chapter! it’s a miracle.

content warning: fighting, mention of suicide

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“Are we going to talk about any of what just happened?” Jackie could barely wait five seconds after the two had left before tossing that out.

“Which part?” Was Chase actually that tone-deaf or was he just in denial?

“All of it. Saying you nearly died, making up some rules, and then just letting Jameson go off like that???” 

Chase sighed, shaking his head before looking back at Jackie. The light that was there less than a minute ago had been firmly extinguished. “I wasn’t going to wake you when there was nothing you could do. And I didn’t really even want anyone awake anyway.”

But, but, “what do you mean by that?” Chase loved Jackie’s hugs. Why wouldn’t he...

“I mean, we can only deal with Cat when he appears. And we don’t know what causes him to manifest. I figure I’d let you have a full night’s rest to heal and just tell everyone later, like I did. So just...” Chase sat down on the couch. He huffed as he came to a rest. “I’m not trying to hide anything. I’m just trying to be considerate.” Chase seemed to stare right through Jackie, like he was there but at the same time wasn’t.

But Jackie wasn’t trying to shit on Chase. Gah, this was just a lot to take in. Jackie shuffled over to the armchair. Easier to be soft when you didn’t have to yell across the room to the other person. “You think it was a good idea to let Jamie go out?”

“I know Jamie needed to talk with her.” Chase chuckled a bit, “Hope he finds the courage to say he likes her. But, she’ll keep him safe. And the way he looks at her...” Chase stared off into space for a sec. “He won’t let anything bad happen to her either. You taught us to fight well enough,” Chase admitted, softly punching Jackie’s shoulder. “S’ts probably what saved me last night anyway.” There was a small smile on his face, but then his eyes turned down and he pulled away from Jackie.

They never really did talk about Chase’s near death experiences, did they? They all acknowledged they happened, but nothing more than that.

“What do you think Jamie’s gonna talk to her about?”

“Well,” Henrik intervened, moving over to the side of the couch furthest from Jackie, “I’d say he’s trying to not share every single thing that’s happened over the past week.” Took a sip from his mug. “Can’t risk looking like a madman saying there’s magic, but he can’t pretend like he isn’t overwhelmed. That boy is far too expressive to hide his emotions.”

“Ah come on Henrik. Can’t we at least pretend he’s gonna have a good time?”

“Why pretend? Why even start this gossip at all? It’s just pure speculation and Jameson would never divulge more than a short summary.”

“Because he actually, finally has a crush. Aaaannnnddd she likes him back. I’m getting excited about this.”

“Hold up a second Chase. No pressure, no expectations. We’re not trying to build a mountain out of a molehill.”

“But did you see the way they looked at each other?? I mean, come on. At our best, Stacy and I wished we were that enamored with each other.” Suddenly, Chase stopped cold. No one ever brought up Stacy since all that madness started a year ago. Hard to believe Chase ever actually loved that cold-hearted harpy.

Downturned, Chase still added, “It’s fun to imagine Jamie getting it right.”

All three just sat there, contemplating. No one was happy anymore. So, Jackie started the round table. “He’d probably want to start off with a favourite quote of his, talking about love as a blooming flower or something. If he were truly being poetic, he’d compliment all the things he likes about her. Not going so far as Shakespearean, cause that’s far too intense for asking out. And he’d be very shy about it, maybe trying to hide behind a menu or shrink in his seat. Probably would be wavering between speaking too fast and not knowing a clue of what to say.”

Chase threw out a playful tsk. “You think he’d be so composed? He’d try to say he likes her, but more than a friend because she’s so amazing and all that. And if she took a pause at that, he’d start trying to back out and forget he ever mentioned it.”

“You really think Jamie is that shy Chase?”

“When it comes to crushes, wholeheartedly.”

“Both of you are wrong.” They turned to Henrik lounging leisurely in his corner seat. “He already knows what he’s gonna say. It’s not poetic, it’s not wishy-washy. It’s simple and straight to the point. Emma, we’ve gotten to know each other very well since I started working with you. And I just need to tell you, some things. You are, amazing. I look forward to seeing you everyday, hearing you talking about your life, even the parts you find so banal. I would be remiss to not acknowledge that you are attractive, but what shines even brighter than your smile is your warmth. You are the kindest, sweetest person I’ve ever met. And, I guess I’m trying to say that I like you Emma. And I want to keep trying to find ways to make you happy because you bring so much joy into my life.” Woah. Sure read like Jameson, but goddamn.

“What makes you so sure?” Chase questioned, face all knotted up trying to make sense of this interpretation.

“Because he wrote it down.” Henrik finally shifted from his fully reclined position to leaning forward just over the edge of his seat. “He’s been writing for weeks and tossing his failed letters into the recycle bin. Granted, I took a bit of liberty in that wording, but he’s polished it enough that he already had the script memorized.” Jackie was utterly stunned at this. For weeks– WEEKS, his brother had been writing love letters. And Jackie had just found out yesterday that he even had a crush??

“Wait, what?? How, how long have You known???”

Henrik peered at Chase through the corner of his eye, but then went back to the table. “Since he realized he felt some affection towards her. Wouldn’t kill you to try and talk to your brother about himself for once.”

“No, but– but, I, I ask him about his life. He says it’s all fine. Same old same old.”

“And you never thought to ask him if there was anything interesting going on in his life? Did you really think he just got up and did the same thing every day with no change and still kept up his chipper spirit?”

“Hey, don’t shame Chase for not knowing sooner.” Though, Jackie was slightly relieved Henrik didn’t criticize him for finding out so late too. “Besides, this was just supposed to lighten the mood.”

“You think infantilizing Jameson is light-hearted fun?”

“No one was–”

“He’s a grown man. His emotions and emotional maturity far surpass where they were in high school. He’s not as socially awkward as you might think and more articulate than you give him credit for.”

“We weren’t implying that, Henrik. Of course we know Jameson’s grown up, and grown up well. We just want to see him be happy.” Why was Henrik being so combative with them both today?

“Really?” Now he was sitting taller.

“No, no, I’m not playing this game.” Chase had to shake his head and get up and walk away. But that didn’t stop Henrik going on. Jackie didn’t think he could afford the luxury of moving.

“He won’t let himself be happy because he’s too busy worrying about the family. Chase’s attempt. Your going out for longer hours and getting into more fights. Having to make sure Chase stays on track with his recovery. Your near fatal injury. Chase going awol for four whole days. This now murderous Cat delusion you two share. Or do I need to go back more than the past few months?”

“You know what Henrik?” He wanted a fight, he was getting a fight. “You’re not blameless either. Every conversation with you has turned in a minefield. If we’re not deciphering your true intentions, then you’re spewing venomous words, like you are now! You can point out things that aren’t working without heaving so much blame and shame into it.”

“Like either of you would listen if I didn’t.”

“You really think yelling at us is helping? The kind of help you seek to give is toxic. Doesn’t matter if you’re right or wrong if you always make everyone else feel guilty.”

“You’re exaggerating.”

“You don’t get to decide how anyone else feels! You don’t get to decide how your actions affect others!”

“I’m not saying that at all!”

“SHUT UP!!!!” Chase being in another room barely dampened his voice. They gave pause as Chase stormed back in. “Us fighting? Is doing nothing! You–” Chase pointed at Henrik, “–office. Now!”

“I’m not some little kid you can boss around Chase.”

“Neither am I, but you two CanNOT be in the same room right now. It’s bad for BOTH of  you. I’ll check in on you in 15 minutes.”

Henrik threw his hands up and walked away from the couch, scowling and growling at Chase along the way. Chase was stronger than Jackie would have been, only glaring back at him. Jackie had a half-thought he should throw a fireball or another insult at him as he walked out.

But, after Henrik left his view, Jackie noticed how tight his shoulders were and made himself relax a bit. Made an effort to deepen his breathing as well. From there, his body was automatically calming itself down.

Chase sat down on the couch and Jackie couldn’t help but continue on. “I don’t get why he’s so stubborn and won’t listen to anything.” He didn’t even realize he’d been holding back tears. “How can he not see how mean he’s being?”

“Shhhhh. I know. I know.” Chase leaned over and rubbed Jackie’s back. Jackie seized the opportunity to embrace Chase. It wasn’t comforting like he thought, being hugged. He didn’t feel safer, or more loved. Just.... still alone. Nowhere to go. Like he was in a lifeboat, still adrift in a raging sea.

Jackie pulled away, swiping at his eyes to make the tears go away. “I know when I screw up. He doesn’t have to keep reminding me of it over and over again. And he just keeps instigating and I just–” Jackie squeezed his eyes shut and tears came spilling out. Pain was aching in his heart, then his lungs, then his stomach, then his leg. Of course, now is when this would happen. “My. My leg is starting to hurt. Can, can you get me some–” Fuck, fuck. Why was it shooting pain again? Jackie doubled over, hands pressing on his leg. This wasn’t like last time. He could feel the rod, and his stomach was in knots, and he had such a hard time breathing. But he wasn’t doubled over because of the pain. He thought it might make things easier, feel better, but no. Everything just ached, a very hard, searing ache. Felt like he could walk on it if he wanted to, but Chase would never allow that.

Once Chase had returned, pill and water in hand, Jackie quickly gulped them down, knowing relief wouldn’t come for at least fifteen minutes. Meds take time. Maybe he should have listened to Henik at breakfast– no, fuck that. He was fine. And this was just the start of it. He wouldn’t take pills if he didn’t need them. And he was preventing it from getting worse now.

“Is there anything else I can do for you? Make you more comfortable.”

“No, I–” what did he even want? “I don’t want to talk anymore.”

“Okay, that’s fine. Would it be okay if I said some stuff to you? You don’t have to respond, just listen.” Jackie nodded, eyes still downcast. “It’s not your job to correct him. I know it feels like it is, you’re just calling what you see. Sometimes, people, even smart people, just don’t want to change their views. Unfortunately, sometimes all you can do is express how hurt you feel and walk away. I know that’s not really in your nature, but you can’t make someone else change, even if you’re right.

“Just please try to believe this: You are not to blame. It’s not all your fault that Jameson’s is stressed right now. It’s not your fault that conversations with Henrik devolve into arguments. It’s not your fault that you can’t use your powers right now. It’s not your fault that some insane Cat is trying to murder us. It’s not your fault.” Jackie wanted to recoil at every sentence. Wanted to object to everything. But he kept quiet, crying, because he didn’t want to believe that Chase was telling the truth. Because he was trying to do so much right, and it still was all fucked up. Because if he didn’t have a hand in it, if he really didn’t make huge mistakes, and he could do everything right, and still, this all happened. “You were just doing your best Jackie. That’s all we can ever ask of you.” His eyes were feeling dry despite how much he was crying. Soaking his pants with snot and tears and spit and just crying out because he didn’t want to believe it. He’d nearly died, and he was always on patrol, and he just wanted to be there for his family now but he couldn’t make up for lost time. The world had been so unkind to his family, so he was trying to better it. What a hero. What a tragedy.

“I’m leaving you the TV remote, in case you want to distract yourself.” Jackie heard the placement of the remote on the armrest. “I’m gonna go talk with Henrik now. Please don’t be so hard on yourself Jackie.”

Jackie listened for the footsteps and the door. But he didn’t listen for any voices. He didn’t want to hear any more screaming. He didn’t want to know what Chase was saying to Henrik, or what Henrik was telling Chase. It was so hard to even think over just the overwhelming urge to sit there and cry. The pain wasn’t going away, nothing was happening. Any thought, good or bad, condemning or exonerating, self-reflective or intrusive... it just made him hurt so much.

So when Chase came running out, it took a moment for Jackie to be able to even lift his head. Couldn’t even really see Chase through all the tears. Couldn’t ask anything. All he could do was listen. “Jackie, we have to go to the hospital, now.” What, did Henrik do something to himself? Or did they get into another fight again? “It’s Jameson. He’s hurt. Bad.”

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Taurus and Saturn for Kaen?

taurus: what’s your favourite comfort food?

“Awww man, mah fav food used tuh be this dish wit like pituh bread ‘n mixed veggies ‘n rice, sumtimes we had meats wit ‘t! S’good~! But uhh…now ah guess ah would hafta say blood?”

saturn: what makes you feel safe?

“Uh well guess s’t’s kinda hard tuh feel safe now when ah feel like’m constantly n’guard…’m always tryin’ tuh make sure ah ain’ too hungry ‘r too worked up ‘r ah feel like ah might hurt mah loved ones. Ah guess ah feel safest when’m ‘lone ‘n locked up ‘t home? Kinda sad tuh say.”