#and i have family near there so i dont have to pay for a hotel or transport :3 honestly it would be a pretty cheap trip to take alone hmmmmm

[sirpeppersto]

FRIEND HANGOUT TONIGHT

[barcaluvv]

𝐊 ���� 𝐘 ʰᵉᶜᵗᵒʳ ᶠᵒʳᵗ �� ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ !! ʳᵉᵠᵘᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ :)

Your whole life your family tries to match you with someone, otherwise it would be friendly families or sometimes even strangers. You were tired of getting ready every time, and you had enough more of arranging. But sigh, another week another family to meet, leaving the house, you think to yourself, what kind of unfortunate guy will he be now, minutes later a black Mercedes-Benz pulled up in your back yard, he was beeping like crazy, I already know he's an impatient little sh!t right there but after seeing the car you understood exactly why they picked him to be your next failed stage.

in the back seat were his parents, I could hear his mother telling him "open the door for her you fool" several times but he just kept his feet on the pedal, smelling his own narcissistic perfume that surprisingly seemed too good. On the way to the restaurant, we sat in silence, you could just see hector looking at you in the rearview mirror, smirking his head off. When you arrived at the restaurant, you couldn't stand it, and with each point he insulted you in a slighty rich-nice way like every other full of money guy. We will leave you now alone, his father told him now, waving at him. When they got out, he immediately relaxed and took off his tie, feeling a relief. So tell me who made u do this, i asked him openly.

"I trusted my gut" said Hector. For exactly what? you asked with a distance on your face. I thought there would be some nice piece, said the curly head with a immense smirk on his face, but now I see it was telling me the wrong thing. Oh shut up, youre not all that. he rolled his eyes at your sentence, "would this change your mind? hmm?" said Hector i assume that's his name.

He brang up a bag, not only was it too much even the bag was shining through. "You can't buy me with all of this but thanks i appreciate the effort lil buddy". "Are you that hard to get?" your answer to that question was just .gulp. just a little gulp, like a needle down your troath.

when we went home, at the very exit we saw that someone stole his car, oh my god, he went crazy. We called the police, but they just told us to find a hotel on the spur of the moment.

Good now we have to walk to the hotel, you yelled at him. "Oh shut up you're the bad luck here". That sentence hurted you inside and now you thought with yourself.

His hair is disgusting - 𝐿𝑖𝑎𝑟

I hate the way it curls - 𝑂𝒉 𝑛𝑜 𝑖 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡.

The curves on his shoulders, his lips

theyre sickening - 𝑆𝑢𝑐𝒉 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑎𝑙.

His hands are so uninviting - 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑛.

I hate him - 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝒉𝒊𝒎.

We had luck that after 20 minutes of walking we finally found a cheap hotel 3 blocks away of the restaurant we went.

"Nice now we have to stay in this cheap place, and the worst part of it that you're gonna be next to me." If you don't like it then buy 2 rooms! You can literally buy this whole place but your narcissistic self cannot help?.

"Maybe i dont want you in another room okay." He seemed pretty serious so you just gave up.

The room only has one bed, and a small chair next to it, it's so old that you can barefoot break it.

I'm sleeping on the sofa you said, you take the bed then.

"Cmon here, I'm not gonna let you sleep there, then afterwards pay for your medication, here its way too cold, just dont come near me" said Hector. You both looked at the ceiling until you felt asleep, I mean at least one of you needed. Even though you were in a deep sleep, you could feel his warm breath surrounding your whole collarbone.

That night you had a nightmare, you screamed, calling out his name, all shaking. Of course you woke him up too, but unexpectedly he approached your body, hugging you " Shh!! It's okay Hermosa, I'm here dont you worry youre safe with me love" you felt your body calming a valuable piece of your mind. "See its not that scary, you got me" said Hector holding your hand aggressively. All i thought about was his little whispers, his effortlessly tiny fingertips going through my hair i felt everything. Pooking your blushy cheeks, letting out "you're not that bad as i thought you were, and now if you allow me" he kissed you.

5 year's after this, you didn't have to look for a boyfriend in anyone anymore, because you found a husband in him. after this night, everything changed and this was the story of how me and your amazing mother met, said Hector.

[xoxotaylynn]

daddy’s little girl

summary: chris is always there to help his girlfriend y/n when she needs especially when it comes to her family issues

warnings: family issues, no smut (SORRY) MAJOR FLUFF, crying, underage drinking, alcoholic dad, established relationship, abusive dad

growing up i’ve always been a daddy’s girl, my mom was always jealous. i think it stemmed from her childhood and her dad not being around much, my dad was my best friend but after my mom cheated on him he grew distant and started drinking. he didn’t leave cause apart of him will always love me like he did but he became an alcoholic, that’s when the abuse started. soon my mom left cause she could have an out but she left me with him and i resented her for that. i was in 7th grade when all this happned i didn’t know how to cope, so i stole my fathers drinks, he didn’t notice cause he thought he was just to drink to remember drinking them but i knew. then i went to high school, that’s when i met the triplets they are a year older than but we became best friends, now im 19 there going to be 20 i couldn’t move out right away when i turned 18 i had no money, so i got a job it doesn’t pay well so i’ve been saving i almost have enough to get an apartment, the triplets tried to help especially my boyfriend Chris but i wouldn’t allow it, Chris is the best thing that’s happened to me, we’ve been dating for 2 years now. i was coming home from a morning shift it was around 1:30 pm and i was in my room taking my hair out of my pony tail

“y/n! get your ass down here now!!” my dad yells. he’s drunk i could go down there but it wouldn’t end well, i could stay in here but he’ll probably come looking for me so i force myself down stairs

“hey dad what’s up!” i say not to happy not to mean or sad

“where the fuck have you been!” he yells

“i was at work dad” i have to be careful he’ll think im talking back

“DONT LIE TO ME!” he yells, i flinch “YOU ARE YOU FLINCHING YOU THINK IM GONNA HURT YOU HUH??”

“no i was just surprised by the yelling that’s all” i resisted him, stay calm

“YOU THINK IM GONNA HURT YOU?? OKAY LET ME SHOW YOU HURT” he grabs one of the empty beer cans on the coffee table that’s in the living room and chucks it at me before i can react it hits me in the face

“DAD STOP PLEASE” i beg my face hurts

“NO YOU WANT NE TO HURT YOU SO HURT” he’s marching over to me

“dad no please” i beg, he pushes me and i stumble to the ground

“you’re just a little bitch like you’re mother, A WORTHLESS PEICE OF SHIT AND A FUCKING LIAR” he kicks me in my stomach

“FUCK!” i yell “dad please it’s me you’re little girl!! i’m you’re best friend!!”

he throws his half full beer can at me and it shatters all over me

“clean this fucking mess up” he says before he walks away

i don’t cry not now that will only make things worse, i clean up the glass shards and make sure there’s no beer any where, then i go to the bathroom and clean myself up. i grab a change of clothes and change.

“where the fuck is it!!” i whisper yell to myself, then i find it. my pink Whitney, i start to drink it and it’s about half way full, i set it down and grab my backpack full of things i need for the night already since this happens often and i leave.

as i’m walking down the street with my drink in hand i’m slowly getting drunk. i have no clue where im going just walking, and drinking.

i’ve been walking for what feels like 2 hours but it wasn’t, i check the time and it’s now 3:02 i check my surroundings and i’m near a gas station i go in and grab some more alcohol and some snacks, i finish my Whitney and open the new drink of vodka, i sit in the side of the road with my drink and snacks i eat a small bag of Dorito’s and put the rest of the snacks in my backpack.

“where should i go??” i ask myself checking to see if there’s any hotels near by, there’s one it’s kinda sketchy but it will do. i start walking there and i’m stumbling now, i’m way to drunk to even check in

“fuck what am i gonna do” i slur and laugh at myself “i’m just like my dad”

i sit on the side of the road again and think about the shitty things. i see cars drive by but one of them looks like the triplets car but i convince myself its not. i’m proved wrong when the car comes back and stops, im to drunk to do anything and in still drinking away at my vodka i see a worried chris jump out the car.

“y/n!” he yells i flinch

“stop!” i jump up “stay there” im scared i don’t know why, cause it’s chris i love chris.

“y/n baby please let me help you” he says calmly but worried

“chris..” i start tears are ready to spill out, he slowly makes his way towards me

“i know baby, i know” he wraps his arms around me and starts the rub my back.

“chris why can’t he just love me” im balling into his shoulder

“shhh it’s okay ma let it out” he’s still rubbing my back

“why can’t he just be my dad again” im shaking now with the how bad im crying

“come on let’s go to my house” he says leading me to the car “nick will you get in front”

“yeah” he jumps out and happily gets the car this makes me laugh

“nicks in heaven right now” i tell chris

“yea definitely” he laughs with me

we get into the back and i’m in Chris’s arms again and he’s rubbing my back, we make it to the triplets house in about 10 minutes and chris takes me to his room

“let’s get you cleaned up” he says softly, i nod

“thank you chris” i smile weakly at him

“anything for you baby” he smiles back at me “so tell me what happened”

“i had just gotten home from work and changed i was taking my hair out of my pony tail” i pause

“yea you had a morning shift, and i know how you get headaches when having you’re hair up to long” he adds

“mhm, he tells me for me to get downstairs and u knew it would’ve been worse if i didn’t go so i did.” i’m about to cry again “i shouldn’t have i should’ve hid” some tears spill out

“it’s not you’re fault, it never is” chris rubs my cheek

“then he starts asking me where i was, i told him the truth and he didn’t like that he thought i was lying so..” i pause

“shh take you’re time”

“so.” i pause and sniffle “he throws a beer bottle at my head” i cry

“my poor baby” he wraps his arms around my shoulders

“then he pushes me down and kicks me in my stomach. and lastly he threw another beer bottle at me but that one was half way full” i sob again

“next time don’t drink call me please” he asks me

“yes i will promise” i pull away ana smile at him “can we take a nap?”

“how about first you hop into the shower i’ll get you some clothes then we can nap” he asks

“yea i thinks a shower would be good” i go to start the shower and he gets me clean clothes.

“i got you my blue lyrical lemonade hoodie cause i know that’s you’re favorite, and some basketball shorts cause i know you can’t sleep in pants” he sets it on the counter

“i would be able to sleep in pants on you were a human heater” i laugh

“you know you love me” he kisses me “might wanna brush your teeth to” he laughs

“hey!” i swat his arm and laugh to

i strip my clothes and get into the shower, i have to use chris’s products which sucks but i try to get him good stuff so he’s not using 3 in 1. it was a quick shower because i was exhausted. i dry myself off and change into the clothes.

“babe can you scratch my back” i ask

“yea i guess” he jokes

“yay thank you” i get into bed and wrap my arms around chris so he’ll be able to scratch my back while we cuddle “thank you for everything chris it means a lot i love you” i tell him

“anything for you y/n i love you so much” he starts to scratch my back

“i love you to” i drift off to sleep

sorry this lowkey sucks i was rushing but lmk if u wanna be added to my tags list, hope you enjoyed, sorry i did fluff there’s just like no fluff images and i HATE the ones if wattpad so im trying in here but i have a smut in the makings its gonna be rlly good, better than this at least.

[torment-deviser]

Since there seems to be interest in the idea of reborn having a hostel system I'll elaborate on the idea I had.

This came through me while considering where Vidar would stay during his time in reborn. And while you could say camp outside the city. It is not an option until late into the story.

A possible solution was hotels. However, they tend to be more expensive (though I dont doubt there exist some in the city). And since I consider that trainers that take on leagues are treated kinda like pro athletes in terms of stipends depending on their performance and progress in terms of badges. Their funds are limited and probably spent mostly on their pokemon. So staying in a hotel is probably an occasional luxury

Staying with friends/family depends on the character. But I imagine it's rare for people to have more than a few family living in other cities, not all. Much less in other regions.

And so drawing from my own experience in them. Plus the fact that most trainers are basically backpackers. Hostels make the most sense. Most specifically youth hostels.

These are dormitory style hotels in which you pay for a bed, in a room shared with other people. As well as a locker to keep your belongings. They also have private rooms, but it is obviously more expensive. And its still not as fancy as a hotel. A hostel is a place where you go to sleep and then leave or spend the rest of the day exploring the area. Basic nececities and facilities. And at most, breakfast is provided.

Which again, makes sense for trainers.

I imagine most of these maybe offer a discount if you're a trainer participating in the league or something. They are built into, connected, or near Pokemon Centers for ease of access.

I feel like these would mostly exist in large cities and touristical towns. While smaller settlements have maybe some local room rental or something like that

[thoughtsbeewild]

How full of shit are these Fitness trainer/head trainer/coaches? Whatever title they label themselves on IG to sound omg your queen? here comes the middle finger...

It was hard to work aftr Christmas...Hello people we only get 1 FUCKING PAID FEDERAL HOLIDAY by the damn govt, otherwise yo ass besta be taking that 32 hr PTO, PLUS 16 HR PTO FOR NEEW YEAR =48 HRS.. if you have enough saved.

I cant understand these bimbos who have all this time off? Like how?? Like fuck we dont GET A FREE RENT DAY OR MORTAGE DAY, OR FREE PASS TO NOT PAY YOUR BILLS/CREDIT CARDS, FOOD ETC. as trump said unless your other half is LOADED WITH MONEY, YO ASS IS A SUGAR MOMMA WITH A SUGA DADDY...CANT UNDERSTAND HOW THESE ATTENTION SEEKING HEFFERS ARE ON A NICE VACATION, TRAVELING 6 TIMES THIS WHOLE YEAR..

damn TRAVELING COST ALOT, HOTEL, WITH TOURIST ACTIVITIES, THE EATING , ETC...ESPECIALLY IN THIS SHITHOLE ECONOMY. how the fuck are people banking shitload of money, especially lazy attention online women? How do you sucker people into investing money into your account by selling your body as cheap titillation, showing that ass, constant selfies ? Why do we continue shape our world, our society into this?

These online bimbos, let me tell you a story..

This girl was like boo, im going to miami and costa rica, bahamas, i wont be back as a head trainer /personal trainer to my fitness classes, im winning and dining...literally markets herself like this, and people are suckers FINNERS TO WANT CRAVE THIS SHIT..i dont, i see how full of shit this person is..so she starts her traveling with this guy she kissed, made a post about...they were suppose to go to airport together, but he dodges her and goes on a nice private airplane with his boys, leaving her traveling all alone to Miami. She starts stalking her online Miami followers, lets meet up, and they meet up..then she buys herself dinner, then goes on a boat in miami(boat aka yatch, that costs lost of money), then goes to costa rica for beaches, dolphins, then heads to bahamas(more boat party, more site seeing)...she rubbing up on dude, putting her claim her territory mark..he doesnt strike as the person who wants a commitment yet alone have a serious relationship, dude looks like he just wants have good time and sex..which he got..so basically she was portraying as all up on dude, he was not even trying portray the she my lady, he my man deal...lol..so i knew after that, it was over, guess what it was. She deleted that kissing post...when you see her online, i cant stand her..but interested to see where that dude was going..so this is towards end of thanksgiving and near mid december..

usually she flys home for Christmas to see her family, but since she was so caught up in the BOUCHE, TRYING SHOW LIKE SHE A FUCKING INFLUENCER, UP ON THAT DUDES NUTS TRYNA MAKE HER CLAIM... HER BITCH ASS DIDNT SEE HER FAMILY FOR CHRISTMAS, BECAUSE SHE DIDNT HAVE THE FUCKING MONEY SPENDING SELFISHLY TO HERSELF ON TRAVELING TO ABOVE, SPENDING THAT BOUCHE LIFE TO MARKET ...NOW SHE POSTING LIVING MY BEST LIFE WITH FRIENDS, SHAMELESS MARKETING HER ASS, AND FISHING HARD FOR COMPLIMENTS..WHY DO YOU WANT WOMEN TO DRIVE IN THAT DIRECTION? WHY DO PEOPLE FOLLOW HER AND WANT BECOME LIKE THAT? WHY ARE PEOPLE CLAPPING FOR HER AND THAT? ITS BECAUSE SHE MARKETING THIS LIE AND FULL OF SHIT, PEOPLE ARE STUPID TO FALL AND ADMIRER, AND SHE CRAVES COMPLIMENTS TO BOOST HER EGO, AND SELF CONFIDENCE, AND SHOW THAT DUDE WHO DONT LIKE HER SHE BADDIE ON HER OWN,,GAGS.....AND ITS SAD..

WHATS SADDER, I SEE A FAMILY AND KIDS LIVING IN A CAR IN GROCERY STORE PARKING LOT WITH NO WHERE TO GO

A SINGLE MOM OF 2 KIDS WORKING AFTER CHRISTMAS BEING AN UBER DRIVER AS A SIDE HUSTLE TO MAKE EXTRA MONEY FOR HER KIDS TO HAVE MORE CHRISTMAS PRESENTS, FOOD ETC...

THEN YOU HAVE INSTA ATTENTION WOMEN HEFFERS MAKING FREE MONEY FROM THIER BODY, LOOKS, AND COMPLIMENTS, MANIULATING STORIES BY USING CUT, EDIT, PASTE TO MAKE IT SOUND LIKE A DREAMY LIFESTYLE AND THAT YOU SHOULD BE JEALOUS OF THEM, AND WANT THIER LIFE

(STRATEGIC MARKET GOAL ATTENTION EGO HEFFERS TARGET TO THIER FOLLOWERS). HOW WE SHAPED AMERICA BE STUPID EASY MONEY MAKING INCOME WITHOUT EFFORTS OF HARD WORK, JUST MARKET THAT BULLSHIT STEP 1? HERE IS ONE of MANY ANSWER..

GOOD DOCUMENTARY OF ANNA DELVEY, REMAKE OF REAL MONEY IMBEZZLER LIKE FITNESS INSTAGRAM INFLUENCERS. IMAGINE IF THE GOVT AUDITED THESE CON ARTISTS..CHARGE THEM

[h-doodles]

OKAY FILO READER X LARISSA X MARILYN IS LIKE. hold on

im making use of tagalog here im TOO keyed up to translate everything!!!!! just ask clarifications in the comments ig ANYWYAS!!!!

@muffintopxs @yannavility LETS GO MGA BHIE LETS GO

SO BASICALLY established Marilyn/Larissa here :) para masaya <3

They're official and people know but they're just lowkey abt it hehe :3c

ALSO Marilyn IS Laurel but she's not out for revenge, she's gotten therapy and like. Larissa knows and supports her gf <3 & actually hold on. semi inspired by Daylily by GhostedPast (ao3) BASAHIN NYOOOOOO ANG GANDAAAAAA

ANYWAYS

Filipino reader is Nevermore's new chef, currently training to take over one of the old ones bc they're retiring etc etc and well, a job posting overseas? reader snaps it up for the opportunity <3

Anyways im gonna use my Self Insert rn para di ko na need paulit-uliting reader hahaha

introducing Helene G. Salazar, 24 years old; youngest of 3 siblings; recent graduate of BS in Hotel, Restaurant and Institution Management major in Culinary Arts from the De La Salle College of Saint Benilde :)

(im not tho. for story purposes only!!!)

guess im gonna draw her in her chef outfit later but for all intents & purposes the old drawing of me/helene in that doodle dump aka my old hair pre-dye in a half down/half-up bun!!!

basically physical attributes include: being 5'1, having dark brown eyes, dark hair & fair-ish skin :) little scarring & callouses in her hands from handing kitchen tools etc

MOVING ON

So Helene is the materially spoiled, emotionally neglected youngest child to a prominent business magnate so you know she's got issues, but she's been working on them (dont worry <3) and lives a fairly decent lifestyle out in an appartment she rents with her friends near their college (...sorry being a semi rich bitch is literally a dream and like. yeah. IN THIS ECONOMY NGA NAMAN KASI.... + living with your friends is a literal dream IM SO SAD its not happening to me!!!!!)

She's had enough of living under her father's thumb, and being expected to fully work for one of their restaurant lines thanks to the degree she insisted to pursue, constantly compared to her more "accomplished" siblings (who she DOES love but dear god, she only ever wants them in small doses), and well, after her mother died, it's not like living in the family mansion was any more bearable when she was still alive. and etc which is why she's ready & packed after graduation actually <3

OK BRAINWAVE BUT I CAN SEE AS THE ONE CHEF RETIRING AS HER UNCLE (MOTHER'S SIDE) who's her favorite relative and the reason she discovered her loved cooking & pursued her degree and like. Yeah :)

He calls her up and asks halfway through her last year if she'd be interested to move in Canada if he ever retires and be his replacement and like. Yeah, actually! That'd be nice :)

ANYWAYS

SO SHE ARRIVES DURING NEVERMORE'S SUMMER BREAK, meeting up with her uncle i'm now naming Rafael :) and brings her to his appartment in Jericho to learn the ropes & show her around etc etc before he brings her to Nevermore and like.

She's cool & optimistic during the interview & live testing with a member of the board (Larissa & the other teachers were out for a conference, so they dont meet her yet) & she gets in! she's starting the coming school year :) but she's free to come in & learn the ropes from the other chefs <3

Anyways while most of the teachers were out, the rest of the staff were going in and out as well, with no kids to look after but still a castle to maintain so. Helene learns the passages & meets & befriends new staff everyday :)

OH BTW Helene is. technically a normie here, but I want to incorporate her Mom being a Diwata/Engkantada >< but she's only inherited a slightly powered green thumb out of all the powers her mother used to have. thats the price she had to pay for living in the city & not being able to connect to nature much tbh

(the rest of the family are normies tho. Her siblings were each from another woman, he remarried 3 times and after Helene's mom died, he just gave up on love and focused on his business. Tio Rafael on the other hand is an Engkanto as well, but his powers were more focused on luck rather than nature, so he was free to go as he pleased)

ANYWAYS bringing to their first meeting! OFC Larissa knew one of their long-time chefs were retiring and wished to know the replacement as soon as posible but since the interview took place during the time she & Marilyn & the other teachers were out in a 2-week long teacher's conference, she hadn't been able to meet the new chef directly

SO cue to the day they come back, but it's Helene's day off instead and she's stocking up on herbs & spices & plants to bring to the quarters assigned to her when school starts SO this way, she meets Marilyn first— they reach for the same plant in the plant nursery and she's flustered for being caught unawares and also. HELP hot redhead stranger alert!!!! so she tells the woman to go ahead and take it and like

Marilyn: Oh that's kind of you, sweetie, but you're not from around here, are you? You should take it if you've gone all this way for this one! I can always wait for the next shipment, I'll just tell them to hold one since I'm a regular here after all :) *fixes her eyeglasses*

Helene, disaster lesbian in the presence of a v hot AND v kind redhead milf: Oh but I- um,,, are you sure? I don't really need it urgently, and I can also just come back here next time, Miss...?

Marilyn, smiling: Don't worry about it! And it's Marilyn. Marilyn Thornhill.

Helene: Well, if you're sure, then thank you very much Miss Thornhill! I'm Helene, Helene Salazar. I actually just moved here a few weeks ago, I was just stocking up on these for my cooking.

Marilyn: Please, just call me Marilyn, I get enough of that with my students! And Salazar? Are you by any chance the new chef replacing Rafael for Nevermore this coming year?

Helene: Okay, Miss— *Mari mock glares & Helene laughs* Marilyn— please call me Helene in return. And yes, I am! Tio Rafa's very excited for it to come so he can travel already, to be honest. I'm guess you're the Botany teacher then?

And basically they hit off and become friends :3c (Helene's TOTALLY crushing hard but doesn't let it show,,,,,) & leave after almost an hour of chatting & browsing through the rest of the plants

Marilyn TOTALLY tells Larissa abt the super nice encounter with the friendly new chef when she finally gets back so ofc Larissa is now even more intrigued in meeting her :)))))

ANYWAYS

im still wondering whether or not Larissa & Helene keep missing each other but Helene & Marilyn literally bump so often they're besties at the point Larissa meets Helene and its like. hee hee honk honk moment to Helene bc HOLY SHIT. how can she miss this 6'6 (okay, 6'3 w/ 3 inch kitten heels) silver haired goddess?????

And at that moment Helene gay panics a bit bc thats also. HER BOSS and oh no she's tall and hot and smells super nice and THAT ACCENT???? BABE help

so she's short & respectful & a lil spacey and excuses herself to gk so Larissa is sad Helene doesn't seem to like her while Marilyn is just. HM. getting this girl gay as fuck vibes here. but only internally bc ofc she wants to test her theory :3c

Helene makes up for it by slowly getting used??? to the woman & stalking finding out & learning how to make/whipping up Larissa's favorite desert a few weeks later and like.

(her love language is acts of service & making food kasiiiii hehe na fall na sya agad)

Helene: So for dinner I thought we could shake up the deserts for a bit; I found fresh strawberries in the Farmer's Market yesterday and got inspired—

Marilyn: Oh, that Shortcake looks positively divine! Did you know that's Larissa's favorite? You could literally lay down a slice and next thing you know, she's halfway through it the next second!

Helene: Really? Oh, well, I hope you like it, Principal Weems—

Larissa: *already savoring the first bite & moans a little with how good it is* Oh, it's DEFINITELY liked, Miss Salazar—

Marilyn: See?

Helene: *FUCKING BLUSHING INSIDE BUT TRYING TO NOT LET IT SHOW BUT HER EARS ARE RED-TIPPED & MARI NOTICES & IT'S A GOTCHA MOMENT. TO HER.* W-well, I'm glad my baking skills pass the test :)

Larissa: *purrs w/ a little playful smirk* Oh, Miss Salazar, I dare say you've gone exceeded them. *eats another bite*

Marilyn: Say, Helene, would you consider making me a Blueberry cheesecake next? I've been craving some like crazy— *tilts her head a little, getting Helene's attention, now testing her OTHER hypothesis*

Helene: *looking towards to Mari, soft & slowly going 0 thoughts head empty, nodding* O-of course, Mari! I've actually got ahold of a fresh batch as well, I've got them stored in the fridge and I'll make you them for tomorrow.

Marilyn: *smiling* Thank you, sweetheart. I already can't wait to taste it, i'm sure it'll be— *also digs in her cake and moans* —as wonderful as this cake!

Helene: *grinning dopily, DEFINITELY NOW 0 thoughts head empty* Hehehe stop na po, you're both very kind but i'm shy—

Larissa: You know, darling, you should just take the compliment.

Marilyn: Savor it properly, or else we might just have to train you to take them.

Helene: *processing*

Helene: *ERROR 404 LOCAL LESBIAN DEAD IN NEVERMORE* wh-um, ,,,,, yes okay, i'll, i'll try.......

Marilyn: Good!

Helene: 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Larissa: Now, if only I can get you to finally call me Larissa, like I've been telling you for a week now...

Marilyn: You can always try glaring at her, Riss. That's how I got her to call me by my name.

Larissa: Well, Helene? Will I have to resort to being mean?

Helene: B-but, Miss— *Larissa glares* Ugh, FINE, Larissa, you win!

Larissa: Good girl.

Helene:

Helene: 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣

(HDJDKDDK YUNG KABAKLAAN KO GIRL HELP)

SO like i said earlier its established Marilyn/Larissa ok? they're p happy but like. Helene being SO attentive and real and earnest with both of them makes them. so soft and LEARNING THAT THIS GIRL is attracted to them both? but still very respectful of their boundaries and supportive???? they have a discussion and agree they're open to negotiating a poly relationship <3

AND DAY BY DAY YUNG KABAKLAAN NI HELENE MGA BHIE. DI NA KINAKAYA NG KATAWAN. THIS BITCH IN 24/7 GAY YEARNING MODE BUT ITS NEVER BEEN A BETTER TIME BC SHE'S USING THOSE ENERGIES TO POWER HER COOKING

and like. idk. you can just taste the love in the meals she creates when she's in shift. and everyone who eats during those days she's on duty is like. Wow, this really just tastes like love AND what a good home is like.

Helene fell first, but Rissa & Mari are falling harder and like. they're all having dinner now like GIRL gabigabi na halos HAHAHAHA date night and like. wAUGHH HHHH one night Helene expresses she misses authentic leche flan (as in yung nasa lañera pa), suman, bibingka AND puto bumbong

(oo nagugutom ako for these kakanin RIGHT NOW HELP)

so anyways Larissa & Marilyn research what those are and like. Helene has always cooked for us & made us our favorite treats, maybe we could try and find where we could get these and make them for her? as a treat????

And like. ofc out of the 4 snacks listed there the most feasible one they could create is the leche flan and honestly its a stroke of luck that Rafael was back in town a day Helene was driving out to meet with one of her friends who's also moved to Canada (........i have half a mind to create another OC who's also a therapist/psychiatrist to pair with Miss Valerie Kinbott bc u know what. the milfs in this show deserve love and happiness and to me theyre all aliveeeeee LMAO)

ANYWAYS BASICALLY THEYRE SOFT BITCHES OMG WTF IM SCREAMING helppppp hellpppppppppp

so they enlist Rafael's help, who got the lañeras from a fellow OFW working in Burlington, and proceeded to learn to make the treat :)))))

ok but also

Rafael: *when the flans are placed into the steamer and now they just have to wait for them to cook* Miss Weems, I know we've been colleagues for quite some time now; and Miss Thornhill, it's been a year but I'd like to consider us friends, with how frequent you'd sneaked into the kitchens at midnight, so I have to ask. What are your intentions with my niece?

Larissa: I'm sorry?

Marilyn: We, we just wanted to do something nice for her...

Rafael: ...You both have this certain glint in your eyes. Have you even told her you're together?

Larissa: I'm sure she already knows, we have been affectionate in her presence before—

Marilyn: But we're, well. I know we're low-key most of the time, but students and the other staff talk too, you know.

Larissa squeezes her hand, and straightens her back, decided. Rafael looks at her & Marilyn, unflinching.

Larissa: We're falling for your niece, Rafael. I know it's unorthodox, but, well, Marilyn and I talked...

Marilyn: ...We're both in agreement about opening our relationship, to include her, if she'll have us.

Rafael: ...Good. I just had to make sure.

Larissa & Marilyn: ¿¿¿¿????

Rafael: My niece has had the most impossible crushes & worst kind of relationships since she came out, so I'm just happy to see her luck's turned around. Please, take care with her. She's strong, but her heart is fragile.

Larissa & Marilyn look at each other, then back again to Rafael, and nods.

MEANWHILE

Helene w/ the bestie:

Helene: I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE. OH MY FUCKING GOD. I CAN'T. I NEED TO QUIT!

Bestie, who I'm now naming Eva: *patting her bestie on the back* What happened to the girl who once vowed to seduce her math's prof in second year to pass? and did pass but only slept with them during the graduation itself?

Helene: *glaring at her* Gago, make out lang. Kulang kasi sa oras, plus— wait, TIMEOUT, that's not the point here!

Eva: *rolls her eyes* The point is, you've got no point. Like mo sila both, right? So bat 'di mo nalang itry, nagawa mo na dati dibe?

Helene: *raises her hands* THEY'RE TOGETHER AND I LOVE AND RESPECT THEM TOO MUCH FOR THAT!!!

Eva: Ah, so you've finally admitted it. Congrats!

Helene:

Eva:

Helene: Huh?

Eva: Girl, yung kabaklaan mo, kita from outer space.

Helene: char lang yan, right?

Eva: Helene.

Helene: Right?

Eva:

Helene: Shit. and they still are comfortable enough to have dinner with me everyday?

Eva:

Helene: *castrophisizing*

Eva: Back up bes, you guys have dinner everyday?

Helene: Yeah, specially made desserts ko pa. Why?

Eva:

Helene:

Eva: Girl—

Helene: OKAY sorry na! I'm probably reaching for the stars pero di ko mapigilan!

Eva: Girl—

Helene: And like. I just have this fervent need to see them smile. EVERYDAY. Bonus points pag napatawa ko sila bigla, which is. often, kaya di ko talaga mapigilan—

Eva: BABE!

Helene: ANO!

Eva: has it ever occured to you that these milfs of yours are interested with you? Baka lang naman.

Helene: *broken* wha,

Eva: Because like. Girl we know what you're like when you're geniunely in love with someone pero di pa kayo. And it always SHOWS in your cooking pa naman, literally made with love yung mga putahe mo so like. Malamang sa malamang, alam nila—

Helene: But they haven't said anything though? Business as usual pa din sila—

Eva: Paki walkthrough nga ano yang business as usual na yan?

Helene: Ok so after eating we take turns to wash, dry and stack the plates; usually a song from my playlist going on while Mari sings along BADLY but she's cute so we forgive her; then we retire to Riss's sofa in her quarters, me lying on her lap while she plays with my hair and Mari gives me a soft massage on the legs; and if it's a Friday, we spice it up with Riss opening up a bottle of wine to share while Mari queues an episode of—

Eva: Ohmaygawd, you bitches gay!!!!!!

Helene: I MEAN. IS THAT NOT WHAT FRIENDS DO??????????

Eva: Helene. Lee. Honey. Sweetie. Darling.

Helene: Oh my goddd, don't ever petname me again! That's so weird—

Eva: Let me guess, they call you that, and tell you Good girl leaving you a blushing mess—

Helene: OKAY HEAR ME OUT—

Eva: ah, ah, ah— Listen to me right now, Salazar. There is absolutely NO chance. 0% GUARANTEED that they AREN'T interested in you! That's literally gay behaviors there, and they're getting you!

Helene: So I, I have a chance? With both of them?

Eva: Helene, if those two aren't plotting rn how to steal your heart officially I SWEAR i'll shave my hair. But if I'm right, you're gonna have to whip out that little black card I know your sister gave you and I'm taking you shopping.

Helene: .........You know what, that's still a win-win situation to me, so sure, I'll take that bet.

(Ok help that went long aldhdkdldk i just really NEEDED a bestie who is the same batshit crazy I am hehe)

MOVING BACK

So when they get back from their outings, the first thing they do is have dinner, the Flans safely tucked in the fridge and like. Mari & Larissa insist on cooking for Helene for a change bc she looked. a bit tired. and stressed? so like. as another treat, for her, even if they do know now that Helene is a literal goddess in the kitchen so like. yeah <3

AND HELENE APPRECIATES IT SM. bc like. yes she IS a trained chef and her love language is acts of service and gift giving via food and like. being the one to recieve it instead is like. SO special!!!!!!

and she's just making them laugh while they finish the food and make her SIT THERE and like. it's just so soft she can't help but sigh so contentedly and relax sooooo much. the only thing better would be dessert.

Helene, jokingly: So you've wined and dined me, but I don't see anything in the oven for dessert?

Larissa: Oh don't worry darling.

Marilyn: Your dessert is right here.

Helene: Riss, Mari, I know you're both a snack, a full course meal even, but—

Larissa:

Marilyn:

Helene: What? I'm just speaking the truth!

Larissa: 😳 Thank you, Helene.

Marilyn: But actually, we DO have something in the fridge for you.

Helene: Ohhhh, I was just joking, really, you guys didn't have to—

Helene:

Helene: Is... is that?

Larissa: Well, you've been so good to us, we just wanted to—

Marilyn: Return the favor in spoiling you—

Larissa: And your Uncle is back in town, so we were able to get guidance—

Marilyn: And while we had to drive to Burlington to get those metal trays—

Larissa: It was worth it.

Marilyn: You're worth it.

Helene:

Helene: (sorry im using my own emote rn but hey you know what its MY SI!OC she can get her hair dyed like mine as a treat actually)

Helene: I, I absolutely don't know what to say— I'm completely floored—

Larissa: How about a thank you?

Helene: R-right! Thank you both, so much—

Marilyn: Mhm, and now why don't you open up your mouth and have a taste?

Helene: I—

Helene is quickly fed by Mariyn a piece of the flan, and her eyes close, whimpering.

Helene: *savoring the perfect piece of heaven, moaning* Mmm, so good... You both made this? *swallows*

Larissa: *taking over and eating a bite as well, her sweet tooth rearing it's head, before feeding Helene another piece* With Rafael overlooking and judging on the side, yes.

Helene: *chewing thoughtfully & then swallowing* Well, it's perfect— it tastes just like home, and I, I—

Helene: I could just kiss you both right now, honestly.

Marilyn: *Gets the next piece, Larissa feeding it to her, while she smiles at Helene* We wouldn't be opposed to it, sweetheart.

Larissa: *Hums* We actually wanted to speak to you about it, Darling.

Helene: I, I— like you. Both of you—

Helene: My heart beats for the both of you, but you have been SO good to me & I respect your relationship too much that I cannot fathom to even come between you—

Larissa: Oh, Helene, we know.

Marilyn: And we like you too.

Helene:

Helene: *brokenly, but full of hope* So, what happens now?

Larissa puts down the spoon & takes Helene's hand, while Marilyn moves a hand to her arm and squeezes it gently.

Larissa: We, and I do mean Marilyn and myself; that is— we've talked, extensively.

Marilyn: And we agreed that we'd talk to you, and if you accepted; we'd like to try and be in a polyamorous relationship with you.

Helene looks at both women, tears in her eyes, unbelieving, but hopeful; ever so hopeful. She stands, and brings them both to a crushing hug, garnering surprise at her strength, but both women hug her back.

Helene: *muffled* —es. Yes, please, I'd love nothing more!

Help HELP HELPP HELPPP PIM SO EMOT ABT IT HELPP!!!!!!!!

ok but also that night she gets to sleep witb them in their bed (JUST. CUDDLING FOR NOW. help) and like.

Helene: This is real, isn't it? I'm not dreaming?

Marilyn: *pinches Helene's cheeks* ...That real enough for you?

Helene: *pouting* ouchhhh. Okay, okay! I believe!!!!

Larissa & Marilyn: *both smiles and kisses her cheek on their respective side, loving the way Helene just. blushes.*

Larissa: It's real, Helene.

Marilyn: You're ours now.

Helene: Mmm, just as long as you're both mine, I'll live with that 🥺💕

ANYWAYS HAW YEE SBDDKDNDKDLDLLDJDK I STILL HAVE SOME IDEAS TO FEATURE MORE OF THE FILIPINO SIDE BUT LIKE!!!!! TANGINA 1 AM NA 7 ORAS KO NA TONG SINUSULAT AHAHAHAHA BRAINROT REAL LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO

sorry but having a brainwave abt Filipino reader rn sending tagalog memes to Larissa & Marilyn and them going ????? baby are you okay?

[keisurin]

swipe left! smau - ♡︎the wedding

suna rintarou x y/n l/n 

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a/n: super long writing, take a drink and have a seat☺️

(for the people on the taglist, all chapters are already up, use the masterlist or next button to find the new chapters)

“y/n. y/n. Y/N DROP THE BET DROP THE BET YOU DONT HAVE TO PAY ME ILL PAY YOU OH MY,” tendou screeched into his microphone. you just explained how you ended up in this situation where you’re going to a wedding as suna’s plus one to shiratorizawa and everyone, more like just tendou was in a sort of panic state.

“tendou-san, sweetie, CHILL IM JUST ACCOMPANYING HIM,” you screech back. you were currently at a hotel near the wedding venue getting ready for the wedding that was sort of last minute having it just 2 days after suna asked. while getting ready you decided to call the shiratorizawa squad but it went downhill quickly with tendou’s undying dislike for suna.

“accompanying him, what does he also need to be accompanied when he goes to the bathroom?” you could feel the aura of tendou rolling his eyes through the phone. despite his saltiness you couldn’t help but laugh a bit.

“tendou-senpai! why are you freaking out so much? it’s not like y/n-senpai ever falls for anyone, nothing will happen right?” goshiki tried to calm down the fuming red head. tendou wasn’t actually angry he just likes to provoke a bit. you on the other hand, would rather die than admit how you feel for suna.

“pft, yea,” you replied.

“oi y/n you didn’t say anything about you and suna sharing a whole ass couple hotel room,” semi said. you and suna were given a hotel room to share, you were sort of shocked but the suna’s seemed to be richer than expected and the wedding must’ve been a big thing.

“hoi there’s two beds it’s just like a sleepover sem-chan.”

“a wedding, y/n are you wearing a wedding gown?” ushijima asked confused on the situation. “BWHAHAHA SHE WOULD THO,” tendou shouted. “y/n would wear the maid outfit tendou got her, she has no morale,” shirabu coldly said.

“when y/n and i were younger she wore crocs to one of the weddings we went to,” semi brought up. “i did and USHIJIMA-SENPAI, I DONT HAVE ANYTHING ON RIGHT NOW, YOU CAN PICK THE COLOUR OF THE DRESS IM GOING TO WEAR” you excitedly spoke.

“y/n are you naked-“ “hey y/n you said suna would provide a dress, don’t forget that,” semi cuts ushijima off but reminded, what would you do without him. and you were actually wearing a temporary dress just waiting for suna to come back with the dress you’re meant to wear.

“put the circumstances aside, i would say you should wear a green dress, the colour of my crops at home.”

you were holding in your laugh as there was silence as ushijima continued “you can camouflage yourself in the crops.”

“ushijima-senpai, i’ll keep that in mind thank you so much.”

after awhile you heard knocks at the door and the familiar voice of suna spoke “y/n, may i come inside?”

“sHIT I THINK SUNA IS HERE.”

“tell him fuck you,” tendou says. “hey this is a no curse convo, goshiki is here.” you spat back. “what did he even do to you,” shirabu asked.

you ended the call and opened the door for suna.

“what’s up,” you smile.

“hey, sorry did i interrupt something?” suna asks.

“nope, no, this is your hotel room anyways, come inside.”

suna handed you your dress and told once you’re done you’ll go to the wedding venue. you followed through and went into the bathroom for privacy. you were already ready from earlier and just had to slip on the dress. you asked suna if you could go out and he gave you the okay.

there you saw him standing there, his body was muscular from volleyball and that showed through the fitted suit. this was the most tidy you’ve ever seen suna, minus the undone tie around his neck, he looked like this could’ve been his wedding.

“don’t know how to tie a tie now do you?” you softly chuckled. he jokingly pouted, “guessing you do?”

you gave the offer to tie it for him and when that was done you made your way to the venue. the venue was near the hotel so it was a small stroll.

the wedding went by quickly, you sat in the row that suna’s family was on. the wedding itself looking beautiful in the theme of light blue. unfortunately you and suna didn’t pay too much attention to what was happening since the two of you honestly just played imessage games the whole time.

towards the end at the reception, the people started the dancing. first came the hip music for the kids where they all just played around. suna’s sister asked you to join her after her brother told her no. you kindly obliged and joined her and just jumped and had fun, you’ve never felt so young. you didn’t see it but suna was covering his smile from how cute the two of you were. 

in the end they had the having the typical slow dance for the people with dates to come. suna’s sister suddenly speaking and saying “nii-chan, y/n! please dance?” rintarou rolled his eyes and shook his head, you on the other hand wasn’t able to say no to her, so you pulled rintarou off his seat and and got on the dance floor. 

you both didn’t really know what to do except place your arms around his neck. “you really had to pull me into this?” suna said as he placed his hands on your hips. you looked down and bit your lips trying to hold in your laugh since he didn’t seem to hesitant about this. his relatives started to tease and watch as the two of you sort of just awkwardly swayed together. “suna?” “yea?”

you wanted to have this conversation over the phone, it would’ve been less stressful but you couldn’t wait. “suna what do you think of me?” you asked. “eh? did i insult you or something?” 

“what? no i just wondered, are you going to leave me once this is done?” 

suna was speechless. he didn’t think you’d ask something like that. especially in the moment. “why would you ask something like that?” suna sounded almost offended.

“you said you needed a date for the wedding and that’s it, exams are coming close so our tutoring sessions would end, you don’t really need me anymore right?”

suna at the moment just felt sort of hurt but he gets the idea of you overthinking what your relationship is with him. he pulled you into a hug and spoke “y/n, you’re not this much of a dumbass, wedding, tutoring session or whatever, even if that wasn’t there i want you in my life. i’m into you, you know that?” 

rintarou isn’t good with words. if he had to he could reply to anything with one worded answers but he knows what he wants with you. and for you, his say and do anything.

his words fell lightly into your ears, suddenly it felt like your surroundings disappeared and it was just the two of you. you moved a bit to face rintarou’s face, “you’re into me?” you needed to hear it again.

“so into you.” 

you leaned your head into his chest and confessed, “me too.”

suna held your chin and made you face him, “putting all of the dumb bets we made aside, will you be my girlfriend?” you giggled and answered “fuck the bets i’m yours.”

funfact(s):

-the wedding was at a resort a bit far from the hyogo mainland which is why suna recommended that y/n stays at the hotel.

-the miya twins kept teasing suna that he purposely asked to share a room with y/n but no it was completed an accident.

-suna planned on asking y/n to be his girlfriend the night they were in the hotel together but already passed out from the fact he had to share a room with y/n.

-the day before, y/n met suna’s family and they all love her, especially suna’s sister.

-they’re official<3

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[anne-white-star]

Band queen x reader depressed!reader: Don't do it

Please before you read this x reader

Here is a link to a post with phone numbers to difrent suicide hotlines please stay safe and alive and remember you are important and loved!!💗💗💗

Notes : reader is depressed after her parents broke up her grandma is on her death bed And her boyfriend cheated on her with an other girl. The Queen boys come acros her about to take her own life by jumping of a bridge (takes place in London at the tower bridge) this is just a story and is not acurate takes place during the early years of queen

Sorry for any spelling mistakes

Words: 1287

Warnings : cursing attempted suicide, depression fluff and comfort at the end

(Gif isnt mine)

"What do you mean you don't love me anymore?! Could't you have said that before you cheated on me, its already hard enough for me david, my parents are getting devorced and my grandma is on her death bed!!!!!!"

"Oh its hard for you y/n, don't you understand, im in love with someone els while being stuck with you."

"You fucking asshole, thats it get out i don't want to see your fucking face here ever again!"

"You can't kick me out"

"Yes i can who is the person who is paying for the roof above your head, me! Who is the person working two jobes?, me!, get the fuck out before i break something like your fucking arm!!!"

"You crazy bitch"

"Try me david i fucking dare you, now get out!!!"

"Fine but don't come back to me if you need somone"

Tears streamed down y/n her face "Oh dont worry about that" when david was finaly out the door she slamed it closed and broke down crying.

"Why can't life be easy for me, why everything at once why why why!!!" She stood up And walked to her desk and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and started to write

Dear person who finds this letter

As i write this its to mutch for me to continue on with my life with everything happening at once.

i don't really know how to get out of this situation other than ending it all.

if anyone finds this letter please let my family and Friends know i love them

Lots of love from

Y/n y/l/n

When she finished wrighting the paper was soaked by her tears, y/n stood up And placed the paper on the coffee table and walked out the front door down the street on her way to the tower bridge.

At the same moment at The Vault 1894 (its a pub near the tower bridge, its just for the story so its not acurate that they went here) a group of friends walked out on their way back home

"I personaly think the gig went extremly wel what about you Fred?"

"Oh darling we were amazing up there"

"My hands hurt a bit i guess i went a bit to hard on the guitar" Brian laught

Roger laught as wel "My head hurts a bit from headbanging to mutch"

"Lets get home for a drink darlings we deserved it" they started to walk over the bridge to the other side

Back to y/n, she had climed on the side of the bridge and stood there just looking over the water contemplating if she should do it or not, the tears started to fall again "im so sorry for failling everyone" and with that she jumped

But before she was to far down a hand shot out and grabed her over the side of the bridge "hold on don't let go!!" Looking up with a tear stained face she was met with four concerned faces looking down in her the man that was holding on to her had long blond hair that went to his shoulders. "Freddie please help?!"

The man called Freddie leaned over the side and grabed her by the back of her jacked "please let go of me im good for nothing please?!" She started to sob more

"Oh darling please let us help you please hold on" he put out his other hand y/n looked up at Freddie and grabed it, both Freddie and the blond man pulled her over the railing safely

"There you go are you alright?"

"It honestly could be better" she said softly with tears down her face while rubbing her arms

"Here take this" the man with the longer brown hair gave his jacked to her, y/n took it and put it over her shoulder

"Thank you" she rubbed her eyes

The man with the curly hair kneeld infront of her "Hey is it a good idea if we go somewhere els and not here it might do you better" he held out his hand for her to take

"A..alright Yes lets do that" she took his hand and stood up

"Iets go to our place for the night if thats alright with you?"

"Its fine with please lead the way" y/n said with a soft voice

The boys kept looking at her from time to time and Freddie hold her hand softly in his, when they arived at The hotel that they stayed the night. Once they arived at The door they let her go in first she went to sit on the coutch that stood in the cornor and pulled her legs up to her chin and hid her face

"I'll go and make some tea fred" said the tall curly man

"Alright Brian" said Freddie, the man called Brian went in to the kitchen to boil some tea

Freddie sat next to y/n on the coutch "now tell me dear what's your name'?"

"Y/n" came the muffled replie

"Well hello y/n, my name is Freddie Mercury, the man in the kitchen is Brian may the blond is roger taylor and the guy with the long brown hair is John deacon but you can call him deaky"

John sat down on the other side of the coutch and rubbed his arm over her back "would you mind telling is whats wrong y/n? What happend we want to help you"

She sniffed "wel i had a lot of crap comming over me the past few months, i have been sufering from depression for a few years now and the past few months its been really going down hill"

Brian came back in the room "here drink this it might help" he held out a cup of tea

"Thank you" she took the cup in her hands and smelled the sweet aroma of the tea

"Would you mind telling is more? If you don't want to thats fine"

She sighed "wel a lot of family problemes have been hapening, my parents are getting a divorce my grandma is on her death bed and my boyfriend cheated on me with an other girl, its just to mutch its al happening at the same time" the tears once again flowed down her face

"Oh dear come here" Freddie hugged her and held her close, she clinged to Freddie like he was going to disapear

"Thank you four so mutch i don't know you guys for that long but you made me feel a lot more welcome the past hour than people did the past year thank you" she dried her tears and sat up straight

"Please stay the night we don't think its a good idea For you to go home just yet" said roger

"thats fine, i don't mind sleeping on the coutch"

"Alright we get you some blankets and a pillow so that you can make yourself comfortabele"

"Thanks Brian i apriciate it"

Once everything was set and put up everyone started to get to get ready to go to bed

"If there is anything you need please wake us don't be afraid to do so alright? "

"Alright thanks deaky thank you all So mutch i can't thank you enough"

"Its nothig dear now go get some rest" Freddie gave her a kiss on the fourhead and all the boys went back to their rooms

"Good night you all"

"Good night y/n sweet dreams"

that night after a whole year of sleepless nights and nightmares y/n had finaly a good night of sleep, she was so extreemly thankfull that they saved her and made her feel welcome.

And then she knew that there was always somone looking out for her

The end

I hope you guys enjoyed reading

And please note that if you have depression or know somone who has it please talk to somone about it and get help you deserve to be happy and you are loved♥️♥️♥️

Please consider rebloging if you like the story and leaving a coment is alright to i would love to hear what you think 😊

thank you all for reading ♥️♥️♥️

[mynapathera]

The U.S is interfering in my home country and I refuse to quietly sit back and let this happen

The Pakistani prime minister Imran Khan was voted out due to threats from the U.S. I am urging you all to read and share this as our voices are being silenced in most media. 

This is an extremely bold claim and one i dont want to believe but there is enough of a motive and evidence to show this took place. I would like to preface this with the fact that i have done alot of research into the past, the present and the current situation as best as i could, i cant say its completely unbiased as its shaped by me living in pakistan while the past regimes were active and with all of my extended family still living there and experiencing all this first hand but that is precisely why im talking about this. 

Imran Khan has been extremely important for our country and protests have burst out globally in response to his undemocratic take down, why? well heres some highlights of his reign as prime minister:

He INTRODUCED HEALTHCARE

he initated a program that paid people to plant trees and managed to have MORE THAN A BILLION TREES PLANTED 

especially promoting planting fruit trees whenever and wherever to the general public (which is an extremely smart move as if they grow to start giving fruit thatll be a free source of food tho the only source of this information is my memories of a speech he had during a summer a few years ago and my mom also being interested in planting because of this)

ONE OF THE BEST PANDEMIC RESPONSES ON EARTH i am not joking despite our country being the 5th most populated country on earth:

i am talking lockdowns for short periods of time when necessary, giving out money and rations during these lockdowns so already doing more than the US did with a tiny fraction of the budget

Focused on minorites more than any PM in recent history before him, restoring and allowing sikhs and hindus to finally visit their holy places that exist in Pakistan after previous governements had them shut down

PUSHED FOR RENEWABLE ENERGY declining coal plants and starting a couple of dam projects

Focused on education!!! education for the poor and the ones the rich were extremely different (i would know, i lived both) and he made a system to fix that!! all the way up to high school!!!

i couldnt find sources for this one but there were news reports and physical videos showcasing free to use housing for people visiting out of town that couldnt pay for a hotel like at railways, its hard to fake actual buildings that didnt exist so im bringing this up

Fought back against the massive amounts of islamophobia and heading talks at UN centered around the extremism against muslims, some reporters say he was the first and perhaps only muslim prime minsiter or political person to do so but i have no source for that so take that part with a grain of salt

And this is just a highlight reel of the stuff he managed to accomplish, he had even been discussing programs to pay the unemployed which would be amazing, my own parents thought it was a bad idea but it shows how much he puts our people before anything else!!! He is nowhere near perfect but he tries and has done alot of good and that is so much more than we can say about our previous governments!

Now he has been thrown out of our government, how? The parties asked to commence a no-confidence vote against him in parliament. But amongst themselves, not the population. That already feels extremely undemocratic as thats based on what the parliament wants and going against what the people want but it gets worse as before it could take place he revealed a letter sent to the government by the U.S essentially saying that if he is not kicked out through a no-confidence motion and if Pakistan doesnt cut ties with others, he and Pakistan will suffer. THEY SENT A THREAT LETTER. Due to laws he cannot share the letter itself but some agencies confirmed its legitamacy. And while the U.S denied this the one delivering the letter dodged any questions about that meeting thus cementing some legitamicy to this claim. A day after the meeting where the letter was delivered, the opposing parties applied for a no-confidence motion to take place!! He asked for the motion to be shut down as its coming from outside forces aka the U.S, and the parliament was ok with it but then those same parties took it to court (which according to some sources is technically not how the government runs in Pakistan, the court does not weigh in on matters of the parliament usually but i cannot verify this) and they set up shop in the middle of the night out of nowhere to have the motion played out and so he was kicked out. 

In his place came the brother of a previous prime minister, a convicted criminal who is supposed to be in jail who is hiding out in london after lying about being sick and being allowed to travel out of country to recover. He was only allowed a few months and it has been years, even his passport has expired oh but his brothers first task was to get him a diplomatic passport because of course the brother of a criminal is supporting a criminal. 

So far they have increased the massive amounts of inflation that Imran had been holding back, despite their entire media campaigns against him being that he ‘mismanaged finances and has increased expenses’ aka being a complete hypocrit and have silenced people against them by robbing and/or arresting them and also setting up blockades and creating entire media blackouts so as few people as possible can learn of the protests. And yet these protests have still managed to be some of the largest in our history. 

I am not the kind to speak up online, instead choosing to share views from people with closer or better perspectives. However, due to the near complete silence i’ve seen in most media except for when I’m actively seeking it out, i have no choice but to talk about this. 

This is why im making this! I have not seen media talking about this beyond Imran Khan being thrown out and the allegations but it is necessary!! Our demands are simple, either take the allegations seriously or some international forum to weigh in or do a re-election and let the people decide. If anyone has any contradicting information or things to add on feel free to respond though i ask you to have sources as well and I will do my utmost best to give you an informed response through research and with sources. There are no support channels that im aware of that you can donate to, all i ask is that you all spread awareness of what is going on in my country, share this, respost this, share this however you please just send the message across the internet and make everyone aware of what is occuring. We refuse to be slaves to the US, we refuse to be puppets thrown about as they choose!! 

[witchcraft-in-wonderland]

Rockabye Royalty (One-Shot)

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"I dont care! Just get out of my house! I'm not taking care of a stupid baby!" Virgil's head rang with the sound of his boyfriend's yells. He hadnt meant for this to happen. He'd been on the pill, there was hardly a time when he wasn't. Erin had promised to keep him safe, he'd promised that nothing was going to break them apart. Yet here he was with fury in his eyes, holding a stick with two lines on it.

"Erin you promised! You said you werent going to leave!" Tears were pouring from Virgil's eyes, his chest was tight, he could barely see straight.

"I never promised anything for a baby!." And then Virgil was on the sidewalk, leaning against the building with his head in his hands. He couldn't go back inside to get his things, that was for sure.

"I'm so sorry. . ." He whispered, holding a hand to his stomach. They were supposed to be a family, they were supposed to be happy together. He was only twenty, he couldnt take care of a baby.

Virgil waited for himself to calm down, staring up at the sky in the hopes that no one would look at him.

When he finally calmed down he made his way to the nearest hotel he could find, he supposed it was lucky he'd always remembered his friend's advice of keeping the large bills in bras, Erin had always hated looking at those. Virgil pulled out a few before walking inside, covering up with his hoodie so it didnt look strange.

"How many nights can this cover?" Virgil said to the woman at the desk, placing a few twenties on the counter. He bit his lip, not really expecting an answer.

The woman looked him up and down, a sympathetic look in her pale green eyes.

"Stay as long as you need sweetheart, I'll cover it for you," Virgil let out a sigh of relief, he felt like he was about to start crying.

"Thank you thank you thank you-" he stopped himself from adding anymore thank yous at the last minute.

"Do you need anything special in particular?" Asked the woman, Virgil scanned for her name tag, Mrs. Evans.

"I uh-" he paused, shuffling his feet. He wasnt sure this would count as special arrangements or get him turned away. Subconsciously he pulled his hoodie further over his stomach.

Mrs. Evans' eyes widened, a look of realization dawning on her face. She ducked under the counter and thrust a key into his hands.

"Here you go, room 13, and dont you worry about meals or anything, it's all free," she pushed a few magazines toward him, a quick scan of the covers showed him a few job opportunities. Virgil merely nodded, scooping up the magazines and rushing off to the room, he heard Mrs. Evan's making a call in the distance, she sounded worried, he felt a twinge of guilt in his chest.

The room was larger than he'd expected for only having one bed. There was a tv, multiple appliances, including a coffee machine, and of course, a bathroom. Virgil sat down in the couch at the corner of the room, opening the blinds slightly before holding his hands to his face.

"Oh gods what am I going to do for clothes? I cant go looking for jobs yet! I wouldnt even be able to stay that long!" He didnt really know who he was talking to, there was no one else in the room.

He got an answer to his question a few days later when what seemed to be a trash bag full of clothing showed up on his doorstep. He picked up the card attached to it, but all that was there was the image of a heart bursting into flames, with a crown around its middle. Virgil shrugged and dragged the clothes into the room. It was mostly hoodies and overly large t-shirts, but there were a few outfits in an appropriate size as well. He set to work on hanging them all up, ignoring the pain in his stomach.

The real problem started a few months later. He'd been laying on his bed watching the tv and flipping through a magazine when he felt it, the baby was coming.

He didn't think he'd have time to get to the hospital, but he remembered an offer Mrs. Evan's, or Cassira as he knew her now, had made a few days after he'd gotten there. He buzzed the front desk quickly and in a matter of minutes, there she was.

Virgil didnt remember much else, if he was being honest with himself he'd probably passed out. When he opened his eyes he was laying in the bath tub, a mess of towels and a pair of underwear and sweatpants discarded on the floor. He blinked a few times, and then he heard crying.

"Shhh, shhh, it's ok little one,look, daddy's awake, its ok," Cassira was holding something swaddled in Virgil's hoodie, she passed it over to him and he held the small child in his arms.

"Its a girl," Cassira said, not putting much emphasis on the last word.

"Hi," Virigl said softly, looking at the mini version of himself swaddled in the jacket. She had the same soft face, and the same purple and green heterochromia, though her hair was a more jet black color, like Erin's. She smiled as she looked at Virgil, letting out a laugh somewhat like wind chimes.

"You let me know if you need anything," said Cassira. Virgil nodded and watched her leave.

He sat there for a while, watching the bundle in his arms with a fond smile on his face.

"I think we'll call you, Olivia," Virgil said, holding her close.

It took him a few minutes to finally get out of the tub, clean up, and redress himself, all the while keeping Olivia safe.

About six years had passed, Virgil was working full time at a retail job, the only thing he could get while he was working on a degree in Education. When he wasnt working or studying, all of his time went to Olivia. While they were still living at the hotel, Virgil had finally started earning enough to pay for her clothes and schooling and at least a few toys. He was looking into houses as well, he couldn't live in Room 13 for the rest of his life, even if it was free.

Virgil watched Olivia play with a rubik's cube he'd bought her as he wandered the aisles of the shopping center, uncomfortably aware of the people around him.

"Remus I'm just saying! It's not that bad of an idea!" Virgil stopped the cart just moments before a tall man with dark crimson hair and green eyes walked out in front of it.

"Hey! Watch where you're going!" Virgil growled.

The man stopped "Remus I'm gonna have to call you back," he said, hanging up the phone.

"Sorry about that," he said.

"And who is this little princess," the man turned his attention to Olivia, who was sticking her tongue out in concentration over the colorful block in her hands.

"'m Olivia," she said quietly, giggling.

"And we were just leaving," Virgil said, anxious to get out of the aisle. Whoever this man was, he didnt want to be near him for to long.

The man opened his mouth to speak, but Virgil was already pushing past him.

But that wasnt the last time he'd meet the man. The two started seeing each other at nearly every store, on the way to the movies, and eventually, at the hotel itself.

"Ok, can you just admit you're stalking me like some freak or are you just going to act all innocent every time we bump into each other," Virgil said, covering Olivia's ears.

"I'm not doing it on purpose!" Said the man, Virgil took a step back.

"Wait- I didnt mean-" the man paused for a second, looking at his hands.

"Look, I'm not intentionally trying to meet up with you, though you seem like a nice guy, my name is Roman Prince-Duke, I run a modeling agency with my brother," Roman said, tapping his fingers together.

"Oh?" Virgil raised an eyebrow slightly.

"I wasnt taking pictures of you! I mean I'd like to- but like as a job! Not in a creepy way!" Virgil's face went red. This seemed to catch Olivia's attention, as she finally stopped fumbling with his hoodie strings to look over at Roman.

"Daddy's gonna marry a prince," she whispered, causing the blush on Virgil's face to grow even further. Roman let out a small chuckle, covering his mouth.

"Ollie that's not how it works sweetie," Virgil said with a laugh.

"So how much would I be paid? What are the requirements?" Virgil asked.

"Fifty dollars per photo, and you get to make the decision on outfits used and pose adjustments," Roman said.

"Alright, I'll bite," Virgil said, if he was honest, he'd do anything to get out of his current job.

It was about a week before he could finally make the shift. He'd decided to bring Olivia with him to the building. It was large and ornate, posters of attractive men and women were smiling down at him. But it was different, the people in the photos were dancing, singing, they were acting like people. Virgil pushed the door open, snatching Olivia out just before she started spinning it in circles.

"Daddy look!" Olivia pointed upwards towards a fountain at the center of the room.

"I see it Ollie," Virgil said, smiling. He walked to the front desk, where a short man with light brown hair and round glasses was typing away at a computer.

Virgil was about to open his mouth before the boy looked up, and noticed Olivia.

"Oh my gosh look at you! Arent you just the cutest thing!" Olivia giggled as the man ruffled her hair.

"You must be Virgil then? Roman's been absolutely raving about you," said the man.

"Did I hear my name Patton?" Roman said as he walked into the room, and then he noticed Virgil.

"Virgil! Lovely!" He clasped his hands together.

"Come with me, Patton can take care of Olivia while we're at our meeting," Roman said. Virgil stood there for a few seconds, looking between Patton and Olivia before finally letting go of her hand. She rushed behind the desk and stood on her tiptoes to stare at the computer.

Roman's office was covered in decorations of mythical creatures and outfit designs. In the center es a desk with two large and comfy looking chairs in front and behind it. Virgil sat down in the one in front, watching as Roman made his way to the opposite one.

"So, first things, you seem to be more into comfort yes? Overly large sweaters, t-shirts, sweatpants, that kind of thing?" Virgil nodded.

"Anything you absolutely wont do? Any aversions to skirts? Dresses?" Roman continued.

"As long as it's not form fitting and you cant see anything on my chest or below my waist I dont care," Virgil replied. Roman nodded and wrote something down.

Virgil had been at the job for about two months when he noticed the changes. He'd already known that he thought Roman was hot, but now Roman seemed to want to be around him more as well.

They went out for ice cream after photo shoots, Roman came with Virgil to pick out a new house, if Virgil needed a break Roman would let Patton watch Olivia so they two of them could have spa days.

Virgil had been suppressing it for a while, he didnt want to believe he was falling in love again, or that a boy was falling in love with him. He was afraid, afraid Roman would become the new Erin. But fate seemed to have other plans.

They were relaxing in a hot tub, Virgil's back pressed up against one of the jets, head resting on the outer rim.

"Virgil, I've been planning on this for a while, and I think now might be the best time to tell you," Roman spoke softly, but Virgil could still feel his limbs tense.

"You can say no if you want, I wont mind, but I think- I think I want to go on a date with you, like an official one," Virgil looked up, clutching the edge of the 'seat'.

"Well- I uh- I mean you're very nice but I-" Virgil could feel tears forming in his eyes.

"Oh no no Virgil- dont cry- I understand, you dont have to, we can just be friends," Roman pushed Virgil's hair out of his face, worried evident in his eyes.

"I-I do want to be more than friends- but I-" Roman's eyes widened suddenly, his hand instinctively moving to Virgil's side, his thumb brushing against Virgil's stomach.

"I wont, I swear, you have my permission to chuck me off a building if I do," Roman said, earning a laugh from Virgil.

Virgil wrapped his arms around Roman's neck, pressing their foreheads together and smiling.

"Then yes, I will date you," and Roman pulled Virgil into a kiss that would only be rivaled by the one they shared ten years later, with Olivia by Virgil's side, and her girlfriend by Roman's, as Virgil finally realized he'd found the man who would keep him and his daughter safe for as long as the family lived.

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[imaginedeux]

Sixth Sense

Run, we need to get a way!

Guys run!

This isnt good, we need to get out of here and now!

LEAVE THEM ALONE!

Exploring places was something you had done since you were young, being the youngest and the only girl in your group of cousins, you wanted to show them you werent scared to explore abandoned places, or even haunted places. Your old home town was founded as an army base during the civil war and saw blood shed for the first give or take 100 years of its existence, which caused the places you and your cousins to explore to be haunted. Fast forward to present day, you no longer live in your hometown, but live in Santa Monica, California with a mundane job to pay for the overly expensive loft you were renting. You also had a small youtube channel, nothing too big, it was more of a way to record your adventures in California and a way for your parents to make sure you were okay. That is until you bumped into a very popular social media duo while they were trying to sneak into a ‘haunted’ location near where you lived. The warning you gave them, followed by a video by the duo a week later, caused them to contact you and to see if you wanted to join them for haunted location.

That was over a year ago, and now you regularly join them and TFIL for ‘haunted’ overnights. A majority of which were legit, you could feel the presence of spirits before you stepped foot on the property, while others were just people being a-holes and scaring you guys off. Thats one of the reasons why you joined the duo and TFIL for those adventures, you were able to sense a spirit near by, and were able to warn them when they went too far. This has been something you’ve been able to do since you were a kid, and wasnt an unfamiliar feeling either. That is, until Colby told you that he and Sam wanted you to join them for a haunted overnight in London, with Cory and Jake in tow as well.

With your luggage in tow and your new passport in hand, you and the guys were off to London for Sam and Colby’s new series. What they didnt tell you was, there were two locations you would be visiting, possible a third, but two for sure. The first location did a number on you and the group, the experts told you the stories associated with the room Sam and Colby and with the floor the five of you were staying on. Everything that went on during the night, and after the group went to their rooms for the night, shook the group, you especially. You weren’t one to have nightmares much less ones you could remember after waking up, but the dream you had stayed with you as you traveled to the second location.

“Hey, you okay (Y/N)? You look like you’ve been in a trance since we left the hotel.” Corey, who was sitting next to you in the backseat asked you as you looked down at your hands.

“Just thinking about what happened last night.” You murmured, your nightmare coming back to mind. “I didn’t want to freak you guys out while we were checking out, but I had a really intense nightmare that included all of us.”

“Nightmare? I thought you said you didnt have them?” Colby asked, looking at you through the rear view mirror, his eyes shifting from you to the road.

“Thats the thing I dont. I havent had one since I was a kid. It was after you came knocking at my door asking if I had called you guys, or even asking if I had left a voice mail. I fell asleep for an hour and I woke up from what felt like a never ending nightmare, I wasnt going to let myself go back to sleep so I sketched out what was happening in my dream. The only thing I could draw was the church, and its surroundings.” You explained grabbing your bag taking out a notebook you carried around with you, flipping it to the page where you drew the church. “The thing that stuck out the most was the graveyard that surrounded it, and the forest.”

~~~

“Hey (Y/N), didnt you say you had a nightmare about a church?” Jake asked from your right, shaking you awake from your short slumber.

“Y-Yeah, what about it?” You yawned, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, looking straight out the windshield. Both Sam and Colby were looking out to the left of the car, their camera recording on the dash straight at you.

“And that the church was surrounded by a graveyard?” Sam said this time, from his seat in the passenger side. 

“Yeah, what of...” You started before you looked out the window to your left. “No, there’s no fucking way.”

“(Y/N) did you know what church we were going to today?” Colby asked, turning to look at you face to face. “Because that’s exactly the church you drew.”

“NO! You guys wouldn’t even tell us the name of the church! How was is supposed to know THIS was the church we were going to!?” You questioned the blue eyed brunette in the driver seat.

“I dont like this you guys.” Corey said from your left. “(Y/N) had a nightmare, a NIGHTMARE, about this place. And she apparently doesn’t even have nightmares, and she has one about this place, A PLACE SHE’S NEVER EVEN SEEN BEFORE!”

“Guys, off camera (Y/N) told us she had a nightmare, note she hasn’t had a nightmare since she was a kid, about us at a church surrounded by a graveyard last night after the phone call. She also said she drew out the church, a way to keep her awake until we had to check out this morning.” Sam explained to the viewers what was going on. “And this is what she drew, without knowing what church we were going to.” Sam grabbed the notebook from you and showed it to the camera.

“Which is the exact church we’re staying in tonight.”

~~~

“Okay, this is getting freaky. (Y/N), has called everything thats happened so far, from the crows, to the teeth on the graves. I dont think staying here is a good idea guys.” Jake said as the sun started to set over the woods at the back end of the church, giving the group less light to see over the graveyard. “She even called the fucking tombs in the church!”

“Come on Jake, shes also said by this time in her dream shit hit the fan, and we’re okay, we already have our blankets for the night, the camera is ready to record us for the rest of the night to make sure we capture everything we can. We’ll be okay.” Colby said trying to calm down the other skeptic in the group. You said nothing as Jake argued with Sam and Colby, all you wanted to do was get out of the place as fast as you could, and the only way to do that is go to sleep. Being unconscious was better than feeling on edge the entire time.

“What else did you dream (Y/N), was this in the dream too?” Corey asked taking a seat next to you, your back to the three other guys as you faced the front of the church.

“No, thats why I want to leave. With the dream I was able to pin point what not to do but now that its nothing like it, i’m scared that something might happen.” You confessed, still looking towards the front of the church, the tombs covered by darkness. “I’m not able to stop something bad from happening if something does go wrong.”

“I understand the feeling. Especially after what my little brother texted me yesterday, I feel like I cant help him if I dont know what im going up against. And its scary.” Corey whispered as the yelling behind the two of you started to quiet down.

“We’ve both had things happen since our childhood. You’ve been seeing things since your family used the Ouija board, and I’ve had the feelings since before I could remember. Believe it or not my mom once told me she could feel spirits when she was my age, and so did my grandma. They’ve both told me that they were able to feel spirits most of their lives, but they cant anymore.”

“What stopped them? Maybe you can do that and you wont be able to feel the spirits anymore!”

“I dont think it’s that simple.” You laughed. The dry laugh caught the attention of the three other guys in the church as well. “They stopped being able to feel spirits the day I was born.”

“Hey guys, I think this is a good time to head to bed.” Sam said this time, the harsh LED light illuminating dark half of the church. “The faster we get to sleep, the faster we’ll be out of here.”

~~~

Sam! Colby! Guys! Get back to the Church now! Jake, Corey, i’m going to go and get them, stay here.

You’re too late

No! No i’m not! Sam! Colby!

You cant protect them

I WILL!

The air was finally able to reach your lungs as you shot up from your make shift bunk. The cold air surrounding you caused steam to radiate of your person, and your deep exhales to create puffs of smoke in front of you. You looked around to see if your sudden movements woke anyone else up, thats when your heart dropped. Before you went to bed, Sam took the bunk closest to the door and Colby took the one to your left while Corey and Jake took the ones to your right. Both Sam and Colby’s bunks were empty.

“No, no, no, no!” You mentally yelled pulling on your shoes as fast and as quietly as you could, not wanting to wake the two other boys. As you got up, you heard one of the bunks shift and a loud gasp come from behind you.

“Did, did you shake me awake!?” Jake asked, his eyes wide. “(Y/N), did you shake me awake?!”

“No. Now quiet down.” You tried shooshing Jake. “You’ll wake Corey if you’re too loud.”

“Too late for that, what’s going on? Where’s Sam and Colby?” Corey asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. “Jake are you okay man? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I woke up because it felt someone was shaking me awake! Then when I got up (Y/N) was getting up from her bunk.” Jake explained getting up from his bunk and flipping it over. “Where are Sam and Colby? Did they do this?”

“I dont know! When I woke up they were gone, thats when I got up and you woke up. Stay here, I’m going to look for them.” You said grabbing one of the extra flashlights. 

“No! We’re not going to let you go out there on your own.” Corey said slipping on his shoes. “Whoa, wait what happened to you? You’ve soaked through your shirt.” Thats when you realized your sweater was completely soaked with sweat from the nightmare you were having before you woke up.

“My nightmare. No.” You whispered before you bolted towards the door of the church. “You guys stay here, I think somethings gonna happen, something bad. I have a big bag of salt in my backpack, use it to make a circle around the bunk area, and DONT leave it. Not for me, not for anyone okay? Unless you see us in person, dont believe your ears, okay?”

You stood at the door, the gates open behind you, leading out into the grave yard, Corey and Jake confused. “Things are going to get bad.”

“Bad? What do you mean bad? (Y/N), you can’t leave us in the dark, especially after everything thats been happening!” Jake yelled walking towards you.

“FINE!” You screamed back. This was probably the first time they heard you raise your voice in anger. “Fine! When I was younger, right when I was realizing that could feel spirits, a demon attacked one of my cousins while we were exploring one of the old hospitals in the area. My other cousins all ran away, too scared to think of a way to get the demon away from them. I stepped in and the next thing I knew it was three weeks later and I was in the hospital. I was in a coma after detaching the demon from my cousin who was in a coma as well. The thing is while I was in the coma I had a never ending nightmare.”

“What does that have to do with us!?”

“Because! I was having nightmares of this place! Thats why when I woke up today I was repeating the nightmare from all those years ago! Before tonight I had no recollection of what happened to me and my cousin, its almost as if it never happened. And because of the nightmare from yesterday and the eerie feeling from today, I was able to remember it. I texted one of my older cousins while we were out buying blankets and they said that it was true, but that the family promised not to bring it up to either of us. In my nightmare, from YEARS before I moved out to California, I had a nightmare of you four. I was trying to protect you guys, Sam and Colby. Now it’s actually happening, so I have to go and protect Sam and Colby.”

“Wait! Why do we have to stay here? If we go and look for them all together we might be able to find them faster!” Corey said this time, grabbing the camera from where Colby left it to record you all through the night.

“Because the safest place you can be is in this church. The salt circle will keep you extra protected, you coming with me will just put you in danger. Please, stay here. There’s still a couple of hours until sunrise, if we’re not back by then call the police.”

~~~

“SAM! What the hell are you doing man!” Colby yelled, finally catching up with his blonde best friend. “You cant just get up and walk out of the church and into the creepy ass woods by yourself.”

“Sorry, I have the camera as a light so its not that bad, but I kept hearing things. I wasnt sure if it was from inside the church at first, then I heard it outside.”

“What were you hearing? You could have woken one of us up. You cant be going out here by yourself.”

“SAM! COLBY!”

“Is that (Y/N)? What’s she doing up?” Colby thought pointing the flashlight he had towards the direction of your voice. As Colby was about to call out to you, the atmosphere around them grew heavy. “Whoa, did you feel that Sam?”

“Yeah-yeah, it felt like the air got heavy. I think its time for us to get back to the church Colby.” Sam said this time, the camera facing Colby, the look of fear obvious on their faces. “Wait, where’s (Y/N)? I swore I heard her voice!”

“SAM! COLBY! Jesus, there you guys are!” You yelled, running up to them from the woodwork. “We need to get back to the church now!”

“We were about to head back, but why are you soaked? What happened?” Before you could respond to Colby’s frantic questions, an unearthly screech cut you off. The three of you fell to the ground, hands covering your ears, the camera in Sam’s hand fell, the light on it flickering from the fall. “What the hell was that?!”

“We need to get back to the church now!” The crack in your voice scared the duo. For as long as they’ve known you, you’ve never been one to be scared by the spirits, but this was a different story. “Please, we need to get back to the church!”

Grabbing the camera, you pointed it at the duo in front of you, the light still flickering, but it was the only way to keep you in your line of sight. “I can’t lose sight of you guys, so please lets get back to Corey and Jake.”

“What’s going on (Y/N)? Why didnt you bring Corey and Jake with you?” Sam asked coming to a stop near the edge of the woods.

“Yeah, and did you feel that shift earlier? What was that?” Colby asking this time.

“There’s no time for questions, we need to get to safety, please!” You were pleading with them at this point. The sinking feeling in your stomach was getting worse. “Please we need to leave!”

“No! Not until you tell us whats going on!” Colby yelled at you. It didn’t phase you, it was a high stress situation and yelling in normal. Taking in a deep breath you told the duo what you told Jake and Corey back at the church. You could tell as you were reciting the story that they knew this was serious.

“So, we need to get the hell out of here and back to the church where its sa-” You started before the light on the camera Sam still had in his hand, went out.

There’s no place to run, you were smart to leave the other two in the church, but these two are mine.

“Don’t you dare get near them! I’m the one you want! I’ve beat you once before, I can beat you again!” You yelled at nothing. “Whatever you guys do, do not talk to him. You guys acknowledging him will only make it worse.”

“Right.” The pair whispered. As your eyes adjusted to the darkness, you grabbed onto Sam and Colby, “We need to get back to the church, follow me.”

Not so fast (Y/N), you dont think it’ll be that easy?

“Sam!” A familiar voice yelled from the darkness. “Sam please help me I’m hurt!”

“Ka-” Sam started before you let go of Colby to slam your hand on Sam’s mouth.

“It’s a trick! Don’t trust your ears, they’ll trick you.” You explained. “Same goes for you Colby, no matter who you hear, it doesn’t matter who, if you cant see them, do not trust the voices you hear.” You grabbed Colby’s jacket, pulling him and Sam back towards the church. “I’m sorry you guys.”

“Why are you apologizing? It’s not your fault this is happening, you didn’t know that this thing was going to come back.” 

“Yeah, if anything its our fault that we didnt listen to you, after you were predicting everything that happened.”

They’re right, they should have listened to you, just like your cousins should have listened to you when this happened all those years ago.

“We were children! You had the balls to attack children! That just shows you how weak of a demon you are! It makes you even weaker when a child was able to exercise you from a the body of another child!” You yelled into the darkness. “You thought you were powerful because of the place we were in! Your worshipers used the hospital as your portal! You were using my cousin as a scapegoat!”

You werent strong enough to get rid of me the first time. What makes you think you’ll be strong enough now? 

As the demon started to laugh, the ground shaking with every cackle, the moon showed itself from behind the clouds, the graveyard lit up with the light. In the middle of all the graves was a massive being, a mix of human and a crow.

“You were always here weren’t you? You were hiding among the crows.” You said letting go of the duo. You faced this demon once before and lived, you can face him again. 

“(Y/N)! Don’t!” Colby whispered as you walked towards the demon. “We need to get to the church!”

“Come on, (Y/N)!”

“No. Not anymore, if I dont get rid of him now, I’ll have to live with this asshole following me!”

Oh, I’m not planning on letting you live, (Y/N). You arent going to live to see tomorrow.

“And im not letting you go, Raum.” With that the creature, screeched at you, stepping back away from you. “I’m no priest, or exorcist but I’ve researched how to get rid of demons!”

“(Y/N) what are you doing!?” Colby ran up to you, blocking your path to the demon. “We need to get back to the church! We’ll be safe their.”

“Sam, grab Colby and haul ass towards the Church, Jake and Corey will be waiting where the bunks are in a circle of salt, that’s where you’ll be the safest. If I don’t make it back by sunrise, I’ve already told Corey and Jake to call the police. Hell maybe call a priest too.” You explained looking between the two again. “Please, im begging you.”

“Come on Colby.” Sam whispered, grabbing onto Colby’s arm pulling him towards the church. “(Y/N) can do this, we’ll only hold her back if we’re here.”

~~~

“Jake it’s been hours and they still aren’t back, and what the hell was that sound!?” Corey asked the only other person in the circle. The yelling and screeching that came from outside the church were something out of a horror movie, it didnt seem real.

“I dont know, and all the cameras cut out when the first screech happened and they havent been able to record since then. Even the cell service has been shit.” Jake groaned sitting on one of the bunks in the middle of the salt circle they drew after (Y/N) ran out the church.

“What if it doesnt come back by sun up? How are we going to get help?”

“We’ll just go to someone’s ho-” Jake started before the doors to church doors slammed open. “Sam? Colby? Is that really you?” Before they could answer Jake grabbed the nearest bottle of holy water and sprayed the duo as they walked towards the bunks.

“Really Jake? Was that necessary?” Colby asked shaking off the cold holy water.

“Sorry, had to make sure. Hey, where’s (Y/N)? And what was that sound from earlier?” Jake asked realizing the person who forced them to stay in the church wasn’t with the duo.

“(Y/N) stayed outside. Remember when she told us when she was younger how her cousin was attacked by a demon back in her hometown?” Colby asked looking between Corey and Jake as the screeching continued in the graveyard, scaring the group.

“Well apparently the thing out there is the same one from her childhood. She told us to come to the church and wait for either her or for the sun to come up. And for us not to trust our ears, that the thing out there might try to get us outside, he almost got me by sounding like Kat.” Sam explained as more screeching and roars sounded from the darkness outside. “And to add salt to the wound, I dropped the camera when the first roar happened so I wasn’t able to get any footage of the demon outside.”

“Right when the first roar happened all the cameras in here went out too. There’s still battery in all of them but they wont record. And, WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU LEFT HER OUT THERE?” Corey yelled at the best friends. “You’re letting her go against that thing ALONE!?”

“We had to! If we stayed there the demon would have used us against (Y/N), and she’s gone against it before and lived, shes got this in the ba-” Sam started before another roar cut him off, the lights in the church flickering as a scream joined the roar.

“COLBY, I CAN’T DO THIS ALONE!”

“Its not (Y/N)! Dont listen to it!” Sam grabbed Colby before he sprinted out the door. “You know for a fact she wouldn’t call out for us! In any of our investigations, has she ever called for us? No. Don’t listen to him!”

“COLBY HELP! PLEASE I CANT BEAT HIM!”

“COLBY YOU BETTER NOT! DONT YOU DARE LISTEN TO HIM!”

“See that’s (Y/N)!” Sam said tugging Colby back into the salt circle, “We have to trust in her.”

~~~

“It’s been two weeks since the church and we haven’t told the fans what happened, what are we going to do?” Sam asked looking up at Colby, from his seat next to (Y/N). It had been two weeks since the church incident, and they were still in the UK. The night took a turn for the worst when the sun had finally come up and (Y/N) hadn’t made it back to the church. It took almost two days to find her somewhere in the middle of the wood miles away from the church the group stayed at. 

“I know they deserve answers, but our main concern is to make sure (Y/N) is alright. We already contacted her family and they’re aware, which is the most important part. Maybe us staying and Corey and Jake leaving was a bad idea.” Colby muttered, pacing around the hospital room. (Y/N) hadn’t woken up from the coma she was found in almost two weeks prior, and it was concerning the boys. (Y/N)’s parents told the boys that the last time she was in a coma like this it lasted almost a month, and that the boys shouldn’t worry about (Y/N), shes stronger than she seems. “I wish (Y/N) would give us some sort of sign that shes okay.”

“Why does it feel like its out fault? Like if we hadn’t come to London none of this would have happened? Or what if we had stayed in the church? Maybe then we would have been back in LA planning our next adventure.” Sam whispered, rubbing his face with his palms.

“Damn it!” Colby finally yelled after a few minutes of silence. “Why the fuck did this happen to (Y/N)? What if we had stayed there? Maybe it would have been one of us instead of her! Fuck!”

“Quiet down please. We’re in a hospital for fuck sake.” The whisper caught the duo off guard. It was the small smile on the patience’s face that brought them to tears as they hugged the person on the hospital bed. “Okay, I can’t breath guys.”

“Wh-what? When did you wake up? How are you feeling? Do-do you need anything?” Colby asked as Sam ran out the room going to find a doctor or nurse.

“When you guys started to blame yourselves for what happened. Raum was going to come after me one day, it just chose the church because of all the spiritual energy that we were carrying from the hotel the night before.” You, explained before a doctor, nurse, and Sam ran into the room. It was a week later that the trio was on their way back to the States, when you  noticed something.

“Hey Sam, Colby.” You started as you made your way across the London airport to your gate. You stopped and looked around, something was different.

“What’s up (Y/N)? Do you feel something?” Colby asked coming up to (Y/N)

“That’s the thing, I dont feel anything.” You said looking around the airport, every place you’ve ever visited had some sort of spirit lingering around. Good or evil you were able to feel them almost 80% of the time.

“What do you mean you don’t feel anything?” Sam asked the camera in his hand pointing at you and Colby. The three of you had agreed to release what footage you had onto their Youtube channel since you felt like their fans needed some sort of explanation. They just needed to film the last bits of them leaving London before they would do a sit down segment back in LA explaining what had happened at the church.

“I dont feel any spiritual presence, like any. It wouldn’t have bothered me but I had felt a presence when we first landed here. Now there’s nothing.” You said looking back at Sam and Colby. “Maybe me winning cost me my ability to feel spirits.” That statement became even more true when you landed back in LA and did a quick visit to places you knew were haunted, you couldn’t feel anything in any of the locations.

“Hey, maybe its a good thing? I mean people who have some sort of power are usually targeted by demons or evil spirits.” Sam said as the three of you walked up to the first place the three of you met.

“If it keeps you safe, maybe its a good thing that you lost your ability.” Colby said this time.

“But now I feel like I wont be able to protect you guys.” You said looking back at the best friends, tears welling up in her eyes.

“But, we’ll be able to protect you. When you would tell us to back off during an overnight we started to notice how certain things would happen around the time you would speak up. We’re able to tell if somethings going to happen because of all the times you brought it to our attention that something was wrong.” Colby said walking up to you, giving you a small smile. “Anything to protect you even if you dont have your sixth sense.”

[mrshenrycavill23]

A Dream To Remember✨

#1 Destiny

“This is the view I’d die for” I said as I saw the beautiful beach that I could see when I opened my window. I had been to Antalya before but this time it hit different. I was a teenager back then, and so much had changed over the years. I got a full time job in a reputable firm, moved out of my city, and spent 5 years in Zurich working for the firm I had always wanted to. But I was always alone, mainly because of my brutal experiences with love and relationships in late teens and early twenties.

And also because I never really found someone that would make my heart melt, I always partly blame my fangirl period for that when I used to be a social media ‘stan’ for Henry Cavill, now that I think of it, never really found anyone like him and now I’m just void of it all. I’m used to living alone now. I really was never into flings. My only focus is my career, and travelling.

“Can you stop staring out of your window (y/n)? We didn’t come here to stay in the hotel!! We should be out there enjoying the views and turkish food!! Get ready, we’re leaving in 5 mins!” shouted Zara, accompanied by Sierra who were my friends and colleagues from Zurich, and my only companions for the trip.

Antalya has its own magic. Beautiful beaches, waterfalls, and oh the food! Food is to die for. It was just our second day, and because I was more into food than shopping, we chose one of the most expensive restaurants in all of Antalya , and decided to go there. It was the closest restaurant to the beach. We went inside and oh the aroma! The people were the elite class of Turkish society, the clatter of knives and spoons and fine dining. We three were dressed pretty casually, I was wearing a simple dress which looked quite the black sheep in the restaurant, but fortunately people were so busy in their conversations that no one noticed our ‘tourist’ kind of clothing. We quickly settled at a corner table, and were given menus by the waiters. While Zara and Sierra were having difficulty reading names of Turkish cuisines, I was looking around the fine interior of the restaurant. Just as I was about to lower down my gaze I saw something. I was startled. I felt like my heartbeat stopped. I could not process what I saw, or specifically, who I saw.

An incredibly handsome man, all muscular, wearing a cap and a fitted t-shirt with jeans, sitting alone at a table just behind ours. He was looking down at the menu card, and I again caught a quick glance at him to reassure myself if he was who I thought he is. Yes, it was Henry Cavill. The Henry Cavill.

Henry Cavill, who after recently completing the critically acclaimed and much loved The Witcher Netflix series and after doing three films of the worldwide famous James Bond series, was on a break. For more than a year, he was out of the spotlight for reasons unknown. All of these thoughts, all of those times when I used to fangirl over him on Twitter and other platforms, all the times I had always wished to see him went through my mind. But now I was a changed person, my life was no longer the same, and here I was feeling so strongly for this man. Zara suddenly looked at me and said, “Hey, are you ok? Your face is all red and you’re sweating. What’s wrong?” I didn’t know what to say, both of them weren’t much aware of Hollywood actors. So I said, “It’s... it’s Henry.. it’s Henry Cavill.. right behind our table” They looked at his table and Sierra instantly recognised him, “Oh he’s the new Bond, my sister loves this guy! Let’s go ask for a picture” I nervously replied, “NO, wait, maybe he doesn’t want any fans near him, i mean he’s sitting alone..”

“Oh come on, a picture won’t hurt, get up let’s go” said Sierra.

I tried to calm myself thinking it’s just a picture, and I can gather the courage to ask him for that without freaking out, I’m a 26 year old independent woman for God’s sake it’s not a big deal! So Sierra and I went to his table, and she instantly said “Hey! Henry Cavill?” He looked up, oh God his ocean eyes, I could not look directly at him but when I did I lost all my focus, but quickly tried to be composed again. “My sister is a huge fan of yours, can I take a picture with you Mr Bond?” Sierra said while smiling. He looked at her with a very heartwarming smile and said “Ofcourse, go ahead” She instantly took a selfie with him, thanked him and went straight back to our table leaving me alone.

It was just me now. Standing right beside him, while he was looking at me with his questioning eyes. “You want a picture too?” And I nervously said, “I don’t know if a picture can do justice to how much I have loved your work over the years”. He went silent for a few seconds, staring at me, and the way I responded to him. “So you’re not a new or seasonal fan? ah i see” he smiled. “Well, a picture won’t hurt, and it would act as a memory to relive this moment, so can I have one too?” I said, with a bit more confidence.

He gestured to take my phone and as I opened its camera, he himself took a selfie with me.

I thanked him, trying to keep my calm turned my back and started to walk away when he said, “Would you like to join me, if you and your friends don’t mind?” I instantly froze. I didn’t know what to say, I turned again and looked again in his deep blue eyes. Whenever I looked at him directly I felt so intimidated. I had no courage to even say anything other than “Yes, sure”. Sierra and Zara looked at me, laughed and gave a reassuring nod.

I sat down opposite him, and was smiling with nervousness and happiness. A kind of happiness I had never felt in my entire life.

“So, what do you want to eat? I’m thinking of these kebabs.” The ups and downs of my hormones had made me lose my appetite. I wasn’t hungry anymore. “Oh I’ve already eaten, one turkish coffee would be fine” I lied. He smirked and called the waiter, and ordered the food. All this time I couldn’t keep my eyes off him, his face, jawline, curls below his cap, and his fitted shirt, oh God why does he have to wear such fitted clothes. His arms. All of this was seductive, as if his voice alone wasn’t enough. “So, what is you name? And what are you doing here in Antalya?” I told him about my work trip and that I’m from Zurich. “Why are you here in Antalya of all places? You’ve been out of the spotlight for several months, so are you on a long vacation?” I fearfully asked as I knew I was getting personal.

In a very laid back and calm voice he answered, “I wanted a break. After doing my dream project, the witcher and finally getting to do Bond, I still felt incomplete. My life was being consumed by my work mostly. Half of the year I used to film for witcher and the other for Bond. I needed a break. So i went on a trip, alone. I traveled all of Europe, and Turkey is my last destination”

“So you’ve been alone all this time? If you dont mind me asking, why? For a man like you, it must be so easy to get women all around you. Why haven’t you found someone?” I knew I was getting too personal but all those early years of loving him and being obsessed with him started to hit me again. I had so many questions and such little time. I wanted to know so much but had so many restrictions.

He looked at me, with a firm face this time. He kind of looked low, and upset. I felt sorry that I had invaded his personal space. “Uh, I’m so sorry Henry. I know I asked a bit too much.” I was embarrassed when he casually put his hand over mine and reassured me saying, “Ah no (Y/N), I just didn’t know how to respond to your questions, was kind of contemplating over how to answer you. Well all of my past relationships have taught me something or the other. And some of the women I met were only interested in my wealth and status, it’s rare to find a person who actually wants to understand you. My only dream was to start a family of my own, and to do that I need to find a person who’s willing to spend her life with me as much as I’m willing to do so.”

A pause followed. I couldn’t keep my eyes off him and he couldn’t stop looking at me. It was like I was falling deeper with every second. I felt like his eyes could rip my clothes and my body, and could see my soul right through.

“Sir, maam, your order’s here” said the waiter as he interrupted our deep silence.

“Oh I’m starving!” said Henry. Which made me realise that he’s probably not nervous at all, and why would he be? I’m just a fan who is inappropriately in love with him and he probably thinks I’m just someone who can give him friendly company over this dinner.

I drank my coffee while I constantly noticed him eating his dinner, his jaw and the way he held his knife and fork, his fingers. I was way into it when I realised he’s not mine to have, I’m a nobody, and he’s a star.

He asked for the bill, and while I insisted to pay his eyes intimidated me again and he paid for both of us. We both stood up to leave, when I tried to look at my previous table, Zara and Sierra had already left. I quickly checked my phone and Zara had already messaged me that they’re gone for shopping at the nearby market and I can join them there.

While i was putting my phone back in my bag, I felt a warm breath near my ear, “Turns out your friends left you alone with me, huh?” Henry whispered, standing so close to me I could feel his scent entering my body. I realised the height difference then. I was so short standing next to his towering body, I could only reach his chest. I instantly became shy and moved a bit away, “Ah no, they left me a message, they’re at nearby market, I better get going” I dont know why I said about going when all I ever wanted was to stay. “God, please make him ask me to stay, please” I thought as I zipped my bag. “Um, would you want to go to the beach with me?” A wave of excitement flushed through me. “Right now? It’s dark.” I said.

“So what? I couldn’t go during the day as I wanted to stay away from being recognised, darn it, have to wear this cap to stay away from all the paparazzi!” Henry explained.

I smiled, “Oh I see, sure let’s go. I haven’t seen Konyalti beach at night anyway”.

We both left together and as soon as we left the restaurant, the sea shore began. He took off his shoes instantly, and started walking bare foot. “What? You’re not going to feel the sand? the moist sand, the smell of the beach. Reminds me of my childhood days in Jersey” he smiled as I looked at his feet. “You’re not going to take off your sandals?” He asked.

“Ah i dont want to get my feet dirty, we spent the entire day at the beach already!” I exclaimed. He instantly stared at me, sat on his knees, while I wasn’t able to understand what’s going on, he immediately untied my sandals and took them off my feet. “HENRY!?? oh my God, what even?” I shouted while laughing.

“What’s the point of walking on the beach with shoes on?” He remarked.

We walked along the beach. The moonlight reflected on the waves as they hit the shore. The sound of waves crashing, gave me the peace I was longing for. But maybe it wasn’t just that, it was him, his breathtaking presence, walking beside me, silently. The silence interrupted by our casual conversations about each other’s childhood, about how we wished our lives were a bit different, about the risks that we took to become what we were today in our respective fields. As we reached the end of the shoreline, the market began where Zara and Sierra had asked me to meet.

“This is the market, we’ve been passing through it since the past two days but never really got time to visit. So that’s why we had planned to go right now” I explained to Henry.

He moved closer to me and slowly moved his hand towards mine, and held it. His fingers with mine, I felt a rush of feelings inside me. It was as if my body didn’t know how to react. I was stunned. “Don’t leave, not yet. Do you.. maybe, do you want to have a drink with me? or maybe walk me back to my hotel?” Henry said.

His eyes, those mesmerising eyes. I had no right to say no. And why would I? I could die to spend more time with him.

“Um, yeah..I guess” I said, nervously.

We walked towards his hotel which was just five minutes away from the beach. He was holding my hand all along, and I did not and could not ruin this moment. I simply wanted to lose control, when the insecurities inside me kept telling me that I wasn’t worth any of his affection, I still wanted to lose my senses.

We went inside his hotel, the receptionist welcomed him, and we both straight went to his room. His room was a deluxe suite, felt like a room of a Mediterranean Palace. It smelled of his scent, that strong seductive scent which felt like it could rip right through my clothes and caress my soul. He let go of my hand as soon we entered his room.

“So this is where I’ve been living since the past two weeks.” Henry said, as he locked the door.

“Wow, two weeks here? We barely have four days left of our trip here” He stopped and gave me a worried look.

I was looking at his clothes all piled up on a sofa chair where I was about to make my place to sit, when Henry came from behind and strongly held my hand, turned my face towards him and pushed me against the wall. “Henry..?” I said as a whisper.

He said, “ Shh, four more days only?” He said as he moved his face closer to mine. I was almost shivering. He pushed himself against me, gently, as he slowly moved his hand and touched my face. He stared directly into my eyes, and I let myself lose control.

He slowly kissed me, as his lips unfolded mine. His tongue touched mine. It was like fire. It was like fire raging through my entire body. He was so passionate, so gentle yet so intimidating.

I could feel him getting hard. I was wet just by him kissing me.

He slowly untied my dress, while I ripped off his shirt. I couldn’t control myself any longer. I had saved myself for someone special all of my life, and this was it. This was like a dream come true. He picked me up, and gently pushed me on the bed, everything was happening like house on fire. His body, so heavy and dominating, over mine felt like I was being caressed and touched through every part of my existence. He now moved his lips from my lips towards my neck. I moaned and scratched his back, while I wrapped my legs around him, I couldn’t resist any longer. I wanted him inside me. I wanted him to take me.

He instantly went straight down as he undid my lingerie. I felt invaded, but this was invited invasion. I ran my fingers through his beautiful curly hair as he indulged his face down. His tongue worked like an artist’s paintbrush on a painting. Everytime his tongue touched my clit, I’d moan louder and he’d put his hand over my mouth. He suddenly pushed his tongue inside me, when he realised it. He kissed my belly, and then sucked my nipples for so long there was spit all over my breasts. There was a wine bottle beside the bed, he looked over grabbed it and poured wine over me. I moaned louder while I was barely in my senses, when he pushed himself over me and whispered in my ears “You sure you want this? You want me to take it?” I could not have explained to him how much I wanted this, how much I wanted him to fuck me hard. “Fuck me, Henry. Please” I said. I could feel his temperature as he rubbed his dick down on me. I could feel the thickness, the veins, the touch. He was most certainly a giver.

“I wont let it hurt you, (y/n)” He kissed me hard as he slowly pushed it inside me. It hurt me but the sensations overtook me. I couldn’t feel any pain. It felt like I was not in my senses anymore.

His heavy muscular body over me, as he grinded deeper, he moaned. It was at that moment when I came hard. I could not resist his moans. He was noisy, and the moans made me weak, my legs shivered, and he kept fucking me hard. I whispered “I am coming, baby” He moaned, and fucked deeper, as he let himself lose on me, he came while he kissed me, I felt every bit of him coming inside me. It made me come even more. We were both wet and sweating. As we finished, he pushed his eyes over my neck while I ran my fingers through his curls.

It was unusual. It felt like he had been resisting something for so long and as if he’s finally free. He kissed my forehead, and then again he pushed his face below my neck, as if trying to hide from the world. I hugged him tightly as I took the quilt at the side of the bed and covered us both. We were together, our bodies tangled with each other’s, and we were hidden. Hidden from the world. We slept, and slept for so long and neither of us had kept of track of time.

I woke up as sun’s rays ripped inside through the window and pushed away curtains. I woke up and look at Henry. He was truly created by God when He had decided to pour in all the beauty and perfection. His eyelashes, his beautiful face, his curls on his forehead, I felt so blessed. To wake up next to him, and not just next to him, he was in the exact position he slept in. His head on my chest. I kissed his forehead, and ran my fingers through his curls. He opened his eyes, still sleepy. “(Y/N) ? You didn’t leave?” He asked me.

“I’d never leave you, Henry.” I said. Not knowing if what I said is appropriate or not.

“Wait what time is it!?” I asked as I tried to find my phone, which was on the side of our bed. 23 missed calls and messages from Zara and Sierra. I forgot to tell them that I won’t be coming to the market. Damn it.

“What happened? Is everything okay?” Henry asked, as he sat up on the bed, trying to find something to wear. “I forgot to inform my friends last night, they must be so worried” I said in a confusing tone. As I was still on a sex hungover state of mind.

I got up and changed while he did the same.

“You must be hungry, dont say no!?” He said.

I was worried about my friends. I had to talk to them and explain everything. “But Henry, I have to go now, I have to tell them where I was” I worriedly said.

“I’ll go with you” he said, with his signature smirk and that eyebrow lift.

We both left the hotel, took a cab and asked the driver to take us to my hotel. Meanwhile I called my friends and said I was with Henry and we went to watch a movie and kind of spent the night walking on the beach to see the sunrise and now I was going to for shopping alone. I knew it was a lame excuse but I had no other scenario to tell them. Henry asked the cab driver to stop. “What? Why here?” I asked, confused.

“Now that you’ve lied to your friends already, why not have breakfast with me atleast?” He said innocently. I was amused and I smiled.

This guy, who’s literally loved by millions of people around the world, is right here with me, there’s nothing in the world that can actually be more important to me than spending as much time with him as I can. But was I really worth it all? My insecurities started to kick again, as he suddenly held my hand. I wonder how he realises the correct moment to hold my hand. As if he has known me all along and when I need reassurance. His eyes looked beautiful, as usual, but in the daylight I could notice the colour of his eyes. One different as the other, it’s like God wanted to be more creative with colours.

Part 2 - Tangled ✨

[giovaenna]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐈 (𝟏𝟗𝟕𝟒) 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

“ I feel rotten about telling you this. “ “ I've got some bad news. ” “ You looked after me like a father. ” “ Take this to your family. ” “ I’m not interested in things that don't concern me. “ “ You still have my goods ? “ “ It would be a present, I know how to return a favor. “ “ This is a real palace. “ “ Sit down, make yourself comfortable. “ “ Good health is the most important thing. “ “ I came here because there's going to be more bloodshed. “ “ Nobody wants another war. “ “ When i refused, he tried to have me killed. “ “ He was stupid, I was lucky. “ “ I'll visit him soon. “ “ The important thing is that nothing interferes with our plans for the future. “ “ You're a wise and considerate young man. “ “ There's much I can learn from you. “ “ What we'll do in the next few months will make history. “ “ He's small potatoes. “ “ Is something wrong? “ “ I wish you would have let me know you were coming, I could have prepared something. “ “ I didn't want you to know I was coming. “ “ I want you to help me take my revenge. “ “ I don't have your brain for big deals, but this is a street thing. “ “ I remember when I was a kid, we had to be quiet when we played near here. “ “ My father taught me many things here. He taught me in this room. “ “ Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer. “ “ Will he come alone? “ “ You guys lied to me, I don't want you to call me anymore. “ “Close the fucking door ! “ “ What's the matter? “ “ You open the fucking bar I'll blow your head in. “ “ When I woke up I was on the floor, and I donit know how it happened. “ “ jesus, jesus. “ “ I dont know and i dont understand why, i can't remember. “ “ I'll speak to him. “ “ The doctors would disagree, but what do they know? “ “I saw an interesting thing happen today. “ “ It occurred to me, the soldiers were paid to fight. The rebels weren't. “ “ What I wouldn't give for twenty more years. “ “ I’m kind of nervous from the trip. Can I get a drink or something? “ “ It's not easy to be a son. “ “ How do you say bana daquiri ? “ “ Can i trust you with something? “ “ Before i reach my hotel, i'll be assassinated. “ “ He thinks he's gonna live forever. “ “ Someone put a bullet through his eye. No one knows who gave the order. “ “ i love you, but don’t ever take sides against the family again. ever. “ “ I didnt ask who gave the order because it had nothing to do with business. “ “When i wake, if the moneys on the table i'll know i have a partner. If it isnt, i'll know i dont. “ “ I know it was you, [name]. You broke my heart. “ “ You're still my brother. “ “ Where's my brother? “ “ Young man, i hear you and your friends are stealing goods “ “ You and your friends should show me some respect. “ “ You young punks have to learn how to respect a man like me ! “ “ The cops will show up at your house and your family will be ruined. “ “ Of course if I’m wrong about how much you stole - I’ll take a little less. “ “ Tell your friends i don’t want a lot , just enough to keep my mouth shut. “ “ Why should we give him the money we sweated for? “ “ I’ll reason with him. “ “ I never lie to my friends. “ “ Tell him you'll pay him whatever he wants, dont argue with him. Then i'll go and get him to agree. “ “ Just remember that i did you a favor. “ “ I'll make an offer he won't refuse. “ “ I’m short of money right now. I’ve been out of work so... give me a little time. “ “ How come I’ve never heard of you before? “ “ You’ve got a lot of guts. “ “ You’ve done well for yourself. “ “ [Name], your father loves you so much. “ “ We called it a family. “ “ At first like everybody else, I was a soldier. “ “ When the boss says push a button on a guy, I push a button. “ “ No, i never talked to him. “ “ You may find this very amusing but i promise you the members of this committee do not. “ “ He was being strong for his family. “ “ By being strong for his family, could he lose it? “ “ You can never lose your family. “ “ Times are changing. “ “ It’s my pleasure, i dont want money. Take it as a gift. “ “ If theres something i can do for you, you come, we talk. “ “ [Name], why did you come to see me? “ “ He said he'd get the police to throw me out on the street. “ “ Who the hell are you to come give me orders? “ “ Do me this favor, I wont forget it. “ “ Ask your friends in the neighborhood about me, they'll tell you I know how to return a favor. “ “ Im giving back the money you gave me. “ “ Your kindness made me feel ashamed of myself. “ “ Can i offer you coffee? “ “ He won't be back. “ “ It was a term used by his friends. One of attention and respect. “ “ They have honored me with their support and friendship. “ “It would be a shame if we allowed a few rotten apples to give a bad name to the whole barrel. “ “ They are the salt of the earth and the backbones of this country. “ “ i hope they will have the decency to clear my name with the same publicity with which they have besmirched it. “ “ Well, just get a good night's sleep. “ “ Tomorrow... my life wont be worth more than a nickel after tomorrow. “ “ You’ve got a great home here, for the rest of your life. “ “ You'll live like a king. You’ll be a hero. “ “ How did they get their hands on him? “ “ He thought you double crossed him. “ “ Our detectives said he was half dead, scared stiff calling out that you'd turned on him. “ “ I havent got a lot to say, [name]. “ “ What about now? Is there anything you can help me out with? “ “ I didn't know it was gonna be a hit. I swear to God i didn’t know. “ “ He said there was something in it for me if i could help him out. “ “ He said that you were being tough on the negotiations. “ “ It would be good for the family. “ “ He said it would be good for the family. “ “ And you believed that story? You believed that? “ “ He said there was something in it for me, on my own. “ “ I’ve alway taken care of you. “ “ Did you ever think about that? Did you ever once think about that? “ “ It ain't the way I wanted it ! “ “ I can handle things, I’m smart. Not like everybody says. “ “ You’re nothing to me now. Not a brother, not a friend. I don’t want to know you, or what you do. “ “ There’s more people than at a ballgame here! “ “ I have my own family. “ “ But it was all lies, everything. “ “ So I said yeah, sure why not. “ “ There are some things id like to talk to you about. “ “ What really happened with [name]? “ “ Where is he now? “ “ I had nothing to do with it. “ “ You’ve become blind! “ “ I don’t want to hear about it “ “ At this moment i feel no love for you at all. “ “ I never thought that would happen, but it has. “ “ We leave tomorrow. “ “ [Name], you haven’t heard me. “ “ In time, you'll think differently. “ “ I know what that meant to you. I'll make it up to you. “ “ I’ve learned that I have the strength to change. “ “ I had it killed because this must all end. “ “ I know now that it’s over. I knew it then. “ “ There would be no way you could ever forgive me. “ “ I'd like to stay close to home now, if it’s alright. “ “ I hated you for so many years. “ “ I think that I did things to myself, to hurt myself, so that you'd know that I could hurt you. “ “ You were just being strong for all of us. “ “ I forgive you. “ “ Can't you forgive [name] ? “ “ Our business friend and partner is in the news. “ “ He's only got six months anyways. “ “ It would be like trying to kill the president, theres no way we can get to him. “ “ If anything in this life is certain, if history has taught us anything - it’s that you can kill anyone. “ “ Is it worth it? You’ve won, do you want to wipe everybody out? “ “ I don’t feel I have to wipe everybody out. Just my enemies, that’s all. “ “ I've always been loyal to you. What is this? “ “ Every time i put a line in the water I said a Hail Mary, and every time I said a Hail Mary I caught a fish. “ “ He's ten times tougher than me. Old fashioned. “ “ We were like the roman empire. “ “ When a plot against the emperor failed, the plotters were always given a chance to let their families keep their fortunes. “ “ The little guys, they got knocked off. “ “ [Name], kiss your mama goodbye. “ “ Mother of God, pray for us sinners. “ “ You break your father's heart on his birthday. “ “ Your country ain’t your blood. “

[fullsunhyuckie]

lost in osaka(’s beauty)

uber driver!yuta

in which you needed a plus one for a work event and yuta was conveniently there to aid you,,and maybe even more.

a/n: i’ve officially gotten out of my slump (i hope hehehe) so this is pretty long. oh and i swear this fic sounds better than you think. enjoy!

12.19am

if anyone knows you, they’d know how much your work means to you. everything else comes second to your work. your family complains about how you take it too seriously most of the time and that you should consider taking a break. so when the day comes that you finally decide to bring yourself on a vacation, they might as well mark it as a public holiday.

as you were packing for your trip in the two hours you had left before you had to depart, you received a call from your boss. a part of you was glad because maybe you could, in fact, ditch this trip and get back to work. the other part of you was a little disappointed because you did plan the whole trip by yourself.

'' y/l/n, i need you to stand in for me at the Japanese Media Conference in Osaka, the night after tomorrow.'' your boss ordered casually. ''and do bring a plus one. that should suffice. you'll need to prepare a sum of money enough for a pair of outfit for you and your plus one. please be there by 8 and dress nicely. thank you.'' he added only to hang up abruptly.

though you were shocked, you were more frustrated because how in the world are you going to find a boy willing enough to go to a conference all the way in Japan. just as you were about to deliver the news to your parents, you saw them come in with a bag of medication and toiletries with wide smiles on their faces.

so when they asked you, " where's our baby going? you haven't told us yet!", you softly replied to them, "i guess i’m going to japan!" they cheered and your anger washed away. it was one thing to have tiny accomplishments celebrated by yourself, but to see your loved ones do it, they seem ten times more valid. so without complaints, you rushed out the door waving to your parents, with the boarding pass you printed at most 20 minutes ago.

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5.48 pm.

pacing about door 27, you were frustratingly waiting for your uber that was said to have arrived 5 minutes ago. well, whoever Nakamoto Yuta was, he should have a valid explanation as to why he was late. but in that exact moment, you saw a black sedan car appear in front of you.

the windows of the car were rolled down and you see a man with purple hair greeting you with a rather attractive smile but you had to keep your cool.

"are you miss y/n?" he flashes you the smile once more.

"yes and you're late. i'm rushing for something here." you responded almost simultaneously to which he nodded and rolled up his windows. but before he did it fully, you stopped him.

"aren't you going to help me with my bags? i cant possibly carry it myself.” you gave an exasperated sigh. he chuckled and rolled the windows back up, with no intent of helping you out. 'asshole', you thought. but the truth was that's what yuta thinks too, because he was sure your screen said arriving in 5 mins...but sure he'll let you have it.

you took the seat diagonally behind him and sat quietly for at least 20 full minutes through the ride, occasionally looking at his prettily coloured hair. he was the one to break the silence.

"so your bag isn't that heavy after all?" he mocks you.

"well, isn't it basic courtesy to have a driver help you with your bags?" you heard him huff in an annoyed manner, causing your ride continue its silence until you arrived.

upon arrival, you immediately changed out to your more appealing outfit so that you could head to the pub, in search of a plus one. but the longer you stayed at the pub, you remembered exactly why you’d rather be a workaholic. so you gave up and decided to book an uber back home. too tired to bother, you went into the car that stopped in front of you, hoping that it was the right one.

"must be a tough day for a prissy princess like you, ey?" you hear a familiar voice from the driver's seat. your head shot up and you saw from the rear view mirror, the last face you'd wanna see. "oh piss off, nakamoto."

"call me yuta."

"i'm not in the mood."  you replied, before glancing to the front to steal a peek.

if you were being honest, you were really bothered by yuta on the ride home. you began noticing the little details about him. like the shape of his button nose, and how his hair isn't just purple, it's a really pretty ash purple. 'he's okay looking, huh?' you processed. and then it hit you. a decent looking man, who by chance you have been acquainted to, who is also a fluent japanese speaker and ,fortunately, owns a car. a sleek one in fact. and so you made a decision.

as he drove to the front of your hotel, you stayed still in the car with no intent of leaving. he turned around and lifted his eyebrows at your antics. you took a deep breath, thinking 'here goes nothing'.

"i have a proposal to make in which i am expecting you to accept. i need someone...okay looking, especially with a car, to be my partner for a day...or a few." you started. "you dont have to do much. just sit still, look pretty."

"why would i need to help you? i'm working tomorrow. besides-"

"i'll pay you."

"i'm all ears."

" i know you need the money, considering this job," he narrows his eyes at you. "so i'll give $600 for this event you attend and you get to keep the suit." his previously narrowed eyes now widened all the way at your offer. you gestured for him to give his phone. "i need you to pick me up tomorrow by 8am so we can go get your suit and my dress. don't be late.”

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8.07 am.  

of course he's late. even though you were afraid he'll decide not to turn up, you had to remain cool. but exactly 5 minutes later he arrives, in a floral print shirt with light brown bermuda shorts and a pair of slides, hair unkempt. ugly, you thought. but as you thought so, he winks at you and it crossed your mind, well maybe not at all.

"you're seven minutes late. how am i supposed to trust that you'll reach on time tonight?" you complained. he just shrugged and proceeded to lead you into his sedan car.

the both of you headed to the nearest shopping district to run your errands. after a few hours of shopping, your hands were filled with shopping bags yet you still weren’t sure what yuta picked out. he insisted that you should trust his sense and let it be a secret. yuta was leisurely walking with just a bag of items while you were struggling to balance with all the stuff you bought.

"if only someone was gentleman enough to help me carry my stuff especially since this man beside me, isn't one." you said it a little too loudly in hopes that it'll embarrass him.

yuta laughed it off, completely unphased by your actions. so you continued walking at a fast pace until you heard him jog towards you and felt his hand brushed against yours, causing you to pause. he somehow managed to maneuver the shopping bags so that it would rest on your interlocked hands, so it looked as if the both of you were carrying the bags together. he brushed his thumb against your fingers, which made your heart do a thing. he gave a smug look and you let go, leaving him to carry it instead.

you got in the car, avoiding any form of conversation with yuta, but on the way back, he kept stealing glances at every stop he took. his actions made you nervous, which wasn't super abnormal as you're never usually affected .

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7.48pm.

you could tell it was him by the way he knocks on the door. you opened the door slowly and-  

holy freaking grail.

he was stunning. oh so beautiful. you were in awe. he wasn't lying about his sense of fashion. maroon velvet suit with black innerwear which complements your black seude midi dress. his hair parted just enough to showcase his glowing forehead. earrings, 3 on one side and 2 on the other, contrasting his well-groomed look with a little bit of rebel. how intelligent.

"aren't you gonna let me in or are you not done ogling me?"

"n-no let's just uh- let's leave now. we're..ahem.. we can just be early..." you stuttered, pushing him out.

you arrived at your destination 20 minutes later and was astounded by the beauty of it. you turned to your left to look at osaka’s skyline, what a beauty. you turned right to look at yuta and you started to wonder, maybe everything in Japan is stunning. yuta offered you his arm and you slid into it like it was made just for you.

the whole conference was pretty boring but you had to keep yourself awake for your boss's sake. it wasn't until the dinner when you actually had a lot of fun. although yuta wasn't exactly a gentleman that night, you could tell he was trying. like when he took his food, it was a portion just enough for two. or when he pulled the chair out from the table intending to sit there but acting as if it wasn't a good enough spot so he offered you instead. you appreciated the subtlety more than you expected.

you noticed the speaker from earlier approaching your table and you stiffened.

"you know if you keep doing that, the whole hall will be able to tell that i'm a stranger to you." yuta whispered.

before you could answer him, you felt his hand rest on the crook of your back. he knew you were nervous so when you felt him caress your back gently, you appreciated it. he left as you were speaking to your boss’s clients, taking down notes for his future plans. the night wasn’t that bad, here and there you heard whispers about how gorgeous your boyfriend looked unlike you, but thats about it. after your exchange session, you searched high and low for yuta, silently hoping he wasn’t somewhere trying to hook up with some woman 10x richer or better looking than you are.

after searching for a good 15 minutes, you saw him near the fountain talking to someone. although you felt obligated to get annoyed, as your plus one, you felt warm. he looked way too engaged telling a story to a 7 year old girl. he turned to see you staring at him. he waved at you, at the same time getting the little girl to do the same. she didn’t seem too keen to do so.

“i think we can leave now. we need to prepare for tomorrow’s event.” you said, grabbing a hold of yuta’s elbow.

the little girl tugged at yuta’s sleeves and she whispers, “i don’t like her very much. mr nakamoto, can you continue the story?” to which you frowned and rolled your eyes, unintentionally. your actions caught yuta off guard and he burst out laughing at your child-like behaviour. or cute behaviour but yuta wont admit it

“i’m sorry, princess, but my grandmother here has forced me to leave with her or i won’t be able to return home for tonight. i’ll see you around!” the little girl chuckles and wave at yuta, not before giving you a glare.

“i hate kids.”

“are you jealous because a seven year old has more game with me than you do?”

“don’t flatter yourself, nakamoto.”

“count yourself lucky that i think you’re cute.”

well yeah, that stuck on your mind the whole night.

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9.36am

who in the right mind would have a formal event at 9 in the morning? there you were half awake, engaging with 10 people at one go, when its barely noon while yuta was at the back treating himself with the pancakes served. he was dressed formally as if he was supposed to attend a Sunday morning tennis match, when everyone else was in a polo tee and jeans. you’re sure he bought that outfit just so he could use it for another day, knowing he was able to keep it.

on that particular morning, you met johnny, the son of the CEO of a well-known entertainment company in Chicago. he’s tall, lean, very attractive, funny and the list goes on. if you weren’t married to your career, you’d so be into him. but you want to know who isn’t? nakamoto yuta. the moment he heard you burst a giggle instead of a laugh, he lifted his previously buried-in-pancakes face to scan across the crowd, seeing you with johnny.

he almost immediately threw away his half-eaten pancake and strut his way towards you but before he could do anything to get at johnny, you and johnny part ways much to yuta’s relief. throughout the whole event, you could feel his eyes on you, unconsciously looking out for any competition. it was funny though because when you try to look back he’d act as if he’s much rather be somewhere else. what a fool.

the event took up more than half of your afternoon so when you returned from it you were dead tired. yuta sent you to the door but seeing how GONE you were he needed to make sure you were fully awake while cleaning yourself. you took more than an hour as he waited on the sofa, he did sleep though. you sat beside him and watched him peacefully. his hair covering both his eyes, you were so tempted to touch it. purple never looked so good on a man. despite hesitating, you brushed his hair behind his ears, causing him to rest deeper into your palm. a soft smile crept up your lips as he did so.

“you should smile like that more often when you look at me. my heart does things when you do that.” he says with his eyes closed.

stunned, you pulled your hand away, forcing him to scram. he left with a smile on his face, satisfied with how flustered you were.

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7.49pm

“what do you mean you cant make it? it’s the last event. i need you to be there with me-“

“i need to run some errands. i’ll try my best and make it in time.” yuta replies.

you weren’t gonna lie but a huge part of you grew dependent on him so when you were forced to attend it alone, it felt foreign.

and indeed it was. the entire time you were there, you started missing him. when things got awkward you realised there was no one to turn to. or when the speaker said something unfunny, you’d laugh, thinking about what yuta would say in response. it was as if the entire night revolved around him and you hated it because you only realised his importance when he wasn’t around.

as you were eating, you felt someone approach you, deeply hoping it was yuta. but as you turned, you saw johnny. he was dressed in a sleek black suit with a bow tie. what a heartthrob.

“where’s your lover boy?”

“he’s busy running some errands. such a momma’s boy.” you said while unintentionally sulking.

understanding that you were bored at the event, johnny decided to accompany you. for a moment you forgot about yuta and you were thankful for that. but as you were intending to grab a quick bite with johnny, you heard johnny saying something and before you could ask him to repeat, you peeked behind his tall figure to see a good looking japanese man looking at you. seeing that you were comfortable with johnny, he approached you and gave you a kiss on your cheek, lingering longer than expected. to say your heart skipped a beat would be an understatement. it was as if it your heart entirely stopped and then you were resurrected by the touch of his lips.

“you smell...nice. i’m sorry i’m late.” he pulled away and wrapped his pinky around yours. “oh, johnny! didnt see you there. if you dont mind, y/n and i have somewhere to be.” and then he led you away.

“why didn’t you call me?”

“surprise, isn’t it? i was intending not to come but i knew someone would want to hit on you.” he replied casually, pinky still wrapped around yours. “let’s get out of here while we can.”

as the two of you walked out, he put on a jacket, that smelt like him, on you. you gave him a look of bewilderment.

“yuta, it’s 30 degrees. i dont need your jacket.”

“just take it. this is in case i need an excuse to see your face again in the future.” you heartily laughed at him.

you would think he brought you to somewhere romantic, as you ran away from a formal event. instead he took you to a nearby fast food restaurant, claiming that that was the essence of a japanese trip. as he indulged himself in the cheeseburger, you felt a pang in your chest remembering how your journey with him had to end in a few hours. it was as if he could sense that you felt down. so being yuta, he tried turning the atmosphere around.

“this cheeseburger would taste wayyy better if someone wasn’t staring daggers onto the top of my pretty head.”

it didnt work, in case you’re guessing. it just made you feel worse because, damn you’re gonna miss this idiot. so in response, you shoved your milkshake away and groaned, so loudly it’s possible that the whole diner went silent because of you.

you peeked up and you saw him staring down at you with an eyebrow raised. you were so close to risking it all and confessing your feelings towards him but your ego wouldn’t let you do so. instead, you calmed your face and pretended as if nothing happened. it’s hard to do so especially when you saw how comfortable your legs intertwined under the table. even your sub-conscience wanted the both of you close.

the whole night was a blur. you remember subtle hand touching and embracing from both parties but nothing major happened. to be honest, you were beyond grateful. just a few more seconds before the coast was clear. you waved your goodbye to him. you tried to shut the door before you did anything stupid. but...you were too late.

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“seriously? our last night together and that’s how you end it? do you have no heart or-“

“i’m sorry excuse me?”

“i think i was being pretty obvious with how i feel about you. i wouldnt have let you hold my hand for a prolonged period if i didnt like you, dont you think? if you expect me to give you a heartwarming confession, about how i’d love to spend more time with you and how i wouldnt mind if you’d like to date me, then you thought wrong.” you said in one breath.

“...”

“an ‘i like you too’ would help me not feel like an idiot.”

“urm, look, there’s a lot of things that i do like about you but i just dont think i can respond to your confession right now. i’m so sorry.” yuta replied softly.

and he left. this time he wasn’t late to leave.

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1.27pm

you still felt like an idiot. the moment you woke up, as you ate your breakfast, when you packed your luggage, the whole time you felt like one. and you couldnt blame anyone but yourself. when you looked around, it was as if japan was stripped off its beauty, now that the one thing you associate that with is no longer within your reach.

even as you were on the way to the airport, you felt like a complete fool. when you arrived in japan and got your uber, the first thing you saw when you lifted your head was a pretty shade of purple. your uber back to the airport had a view that was an awful scene of badly dyed hair. how in the world were you going to forget the fact that you ever met nakamoto yuta?

as you arrived at the airport, you were so reluctant to leave. every step you took felt like there was an anchor weighing you down. of course, you were being dramatic because all you did was give him a confession. but believe me, because its someone with an ego like yours, it’s the end of the world.

you were waiting for the lift when a man with blonde hair grabbed your luggage from your hands. and he began saying something incomprehensible. so you let out a loud ‘hmm?’.

“i need to return some of your things and take back what’s mine.” you hear a familiar voice. you didnt want to believe it but the minute you turned your head, there he was. nakamoto yuta. but being you, the first thing you responded was, “why are you blonde?”

he groaned and pulled you to the side before you could say anything else. instead of responding he returned the suit that you gave him, as well as the sportswear and even his headband. he took out his wallet to return you the money you paid him for the events. he rummaged through his bag to ensure he returned everything you gave him and then he paused, as if trying to process whether he was going to do it and he gave the look of surrender. he opened up your suitcase to take back his jacket and a part of you broke. you felt as if he didnt want to see you again.

but before you could even begin to feel sad, you saw him crouch in front of you, hands on your back and your calves. suddenly, you were lifted. you hit yuta’s chest and he calmly responded.

“i told you i’m taking back what’s mine.”

“did you suddenly watch a rom-com last night and decide that this is the best way to win back my heart? because it’s not working.” you sulked but he gave you an innocent look. you finally understood what being wrapped around someone’s finger felt like.  

as you were nearing the exit, he put you down and held you with one hand, the other on the suitcase as he led you to his familiar car.

“i have a proposal to make in which i am expecting you to accept. i need someone...okay looking, who doesn’t need to have a car, to be my partner to introduce to my family.” yuta mocked. "you dont have to do much. just sit still, look pretty, so you might want to try a little.” then he looked at you and gave you his biggest smile as he mouthed “i’m sorry. please be my girlfriend.” there was no way you were able to say no.

and so he drove into the city of osaka, and you looked around only to realise, japan had never been stripped off its beauty. all that you saw was filtered by yuta, causing it to look ten times as beautiful. but thats the beauty of getting to know yuta because now life has never been more full of colour.

fin.

[shit-uhm-sorry]

It all starts in one of Andrew's criminal justice classes. It was specifically for analyzing the sociology of criminals. (how victim-abuser relationships work, criminal empires, the structure of how criminals interact with other people, etc.)

Andrew likes his degree. He really does. And having to admit that, even to himself is as Bee would put it: a big step forward

He doesn't care enough to shove it away. It feels... interesting. The whole field is interesting.

But then theres times like- this.

That makes Andrew want to commit another felony himself.

It was not long after the Baltimore incident.

Only a month after.

And his sociology professor comes in with a peculiar pep in her step.

She sets down her notes for the day and waits for the rest of the students to file in.

Once everyone is settled she plastered on this big grin

"Everybody, I have something to share." She said it as if she was trying to contain her excitement but everyone knew she was practically bursting with it. "If any of you are avid on keeping up with news involving big criminal networks you would have seen an absolutely astounding albeit vague breakthrough about a month ago."

Andrew felt his stomach clench. If she was going where he thought she was going with this...

"Some of you criminal conspiracy theorists out there know all about infamous Wesninski scandal."

Andrew felt a spark of anger begin to boil but he absolutely refused to show anything outwardly. He heard some classmates that were the avid conspirators start to also whisper excitedly. Andrew clenched his hand into a fist under the desk so hard he could feel half moon marks forming on his palms.

"For those of you who dont..."

She then pressed a button on her remote and the projector started to turn on.

An article titled "The Blood of the Fallen Wesniski Family" appeared on the screen. It had the picture of a giant house-closer to a mansion-on the front that Andrew could only assume was the Wesninski's.

"This article was published this morning. A month ago there had been a news story about a big bust in the Wesninski house reporting several murders of the occupants inside, but the police refused to release any more information than that. It was huge, considering many had speculated exactly what has been happening involving the Wesninski's for years."

"But this morning the FBI finally released information about what had happened."

His professor scrolled down past the picture to start reading the article outloud.

"Nathan Wesninski, Lola Malcolm, Patrick DiMaccio and 7 other victims have been reported dead, found around and mostly in a hidden basement of the Wesninski household."

It then went on to talk about the cause of death, why the FBI had been withholding this information, and the speculation on who killed them.

Suddenly she scrolled down and a picture of Neil showed up. There were a few audible gasps in the room. A select couple were from recognition, the rest were from the shock of the images.

Andrew had seen Neil in the hotel. But that was after he had gotten medical care.

This was when the police and press had arrived right after he narrowly escaped death.

Andrew felt such a white hot rage that he could feel his lips curling upwards in a snarl.

Neil was being man handled by a cop in the image, his hair a matted mess and blood was everywhere. The lacerations and burns on his cheeks were stark against his pale face. The shirt- the fucking shirt that Andrew saw Neil leave in before the riot was stained with so much fresh blood and sweat.

The worst part-

The worst part though was that in the image Neil was doubled over laughing. His eyes were filled with panic and hysteria and his mouth was wide. Andrew could hear his own laughter filling his ears when Drake-

Andrew pushed that aside in favor of trying to contain his immense anger. To contain the temptation of burning this fucking school into the ground.

"Some of you might recognize this man. He actually goes to our very school" the professor informed the class with such elation.

"This is Nathaniel Wesninski. Nathan Wesninski's son. He barely survived the events of what happened that night, and informed the FBI that the suspicions the police and other crime enthusiasts have had over the Wesninski's were true."

Andrew tuned out the rest of his professors ramblings on the theories and the confirmed murders and tortures the Wesninski circle was involved in until the name Nathaniel was mentioned again.

"Nathaniel is actually on our Exy team-"

Andrew surprised himself when he heard himself snarl "His name is Neil Josten."

Suddenly all eyes shifted onto him. The woman then had a look on her face like she just realised who exactly was in the class room.

"Ah.. uh, yes Mr. Minyard is correct. Nathaniel and recently changed his name to Neil Josten in an effort to distance himself from the Wesninski history and name."

She seemed to realize how insensitive this entire situation was because her joy and excitement noticeably dimmed.

After a few more words she went on with the actual lesson that day.

Andrew couldn't pay attention. His focus much more attuned towards Bee's breathing exercises that weren't working in calming him down.

After class was over Andrew was just about to be leaving when his professor stopped him. "Ah Mr. Minyard, a word?"

Andrew turned his head but didnt come near her.

She sidled up to him instead and said "I know you are on the college Exy team, and I have seen you with Wesnin- ah Josten in the halls."

Andrew felt himself clenching his fists again

"I was wondering, if it is alright with him of course, if you could possibly talk to Mr. Josten and ask him if he'd be able to guest speak on the next lecture?"

Andrew stared at her in disbelief, but to her in must have just been a blank mask.

"How about this." Andrew started

"The next time you decide to use a student, a human being, that you are trained to teach and to respect and coincide with as something for you to squeal over like a scientist dissecting a specimen, ask yourself this. Am I being professional? Am I being a person with common sense? Am I being someone who can fall asleep without crying over how pathetic my life has become? I can already guess that the answer to all these questions is no. No you are not. So stow away this asinine facisnation with other people's serious trauma and act like a goddamn fucking professional."

Andrew then turned around and left without a word.

Later that day Andrew entered the dorm after his classes were done and set his things down.

Neil was on the couch already, spacing out looking at the wall.

"Browning called this morning." He said after Andrew had settled himself on the arm of the couch.

"Said that they released the information to the public about Baltimore."

Andrew showed no reaction to this information, which he knew Neil would interpret as Andrew already knowing.

Neil gave a cruel smile and looked at Andrew. "Do you know how many people have approached me today? Asking about it?"

Andrew kept his face blank, giving Neil the foundation of nothingness he needed.

There was a tense couple of minutes of just staring before Neil's smile finally cracked and he looked at his lap in defeat. Andrew could see how tired he was.

"They asked. They asked why I laughed."

Andrew finally moved to sit next to Neil and put a hand onto his neck for much needed comfort.

Neil side eyed Andrew and started elaborating "...There was an image the press took that had been withheld by the FBI until now... it was of me-"

He couldnt hear Neil say it. Couldnt hear Neil relive it. "I saw." Andrew interrupted.

Neil looked at him fully, twisting his body towards Andrew.

"Yes or no?" He asked in a quiet and weakened voice.

Andrew saw the fresh scars on Neil's face. Saw the black armbands he wore proudly. Saw the eyes that usually held such a burning fire but now only held a dim flame. He saw a man who has survived so much. He saw a man that he knew better than himself and he saw a man just like him.

"Yes."

Neil, very slowly, learned towards Andrew until his face was buried in his neck and his weight was on Andrew completely. He kept his hands to himself.

Andrew buried one of his hands in Neil's hair, rubbing circles in the scalp and with the other hand he gently grabbed one of Neil's to lace their fingers together.

A sighed escaped Neil's lips and tickled Andrew's neck, effectively giving him goosebumps all over his arms.

Andrew tilted his face into Neil's hair and murmured "I did too."

He knew Neil knew what he meant.

He knew Neil had heard his manic laughter when they discovered him bloody and numb and high on his pills.

Neil nuzzled in further, not responding.

The message was clear anyways.

You're like me.

We are both damaged and the world will never understand,

But at least we have eachother.

[moeruhoshi]

I wish you'd write more of succubus! Lucy and Dragon! Natsu ~ pweeeeease!

Lucy groaned as she wrapped her arms around herself, her stomach twisting and cramping with every sudden movement of the carriage.

“Princess...please,” Loke sighed as he gazed at his charge, the blonde shaking her head as she continued to breathe through the pain.

“N-No, I...I told you that I wouldn’t...n-not again,” She huffed, hissing through a particularly tight coil in her stomach, pain surely equivalent of a delivering mother’s contraction.

“You need to eat, even if it’s something small,” He insisted, falling to his knees before her as he looked worriedly into her eyes.

“I r-refuse! You know what could happen if I--” The knight quieted her with the quick seal of his lips over hers, temporarily ridding the princess of her stomach pains.

“See? I’m just fine, and so are you. When we get back to the castle, I’m talking to Aquarius about finding someone for you to feed with. I’ve had just about enough of you starving yourself like this,” The lion spirit said as her cramps subsided, her frown weak as her body readjusted itself.

“I’d really rather not,” She sighed to herself as the carriage stopped and Loke left to speak with the driver.

Lucy knew just how much she needed to eat, but never felt right eating from just anyone, especially knowing how even a short kiss could steal half their energy and magic. Doing that to someone too often would result in magic-depletion sickness, and she didn’t want to be responsible for killing someone like that.

Even as the same illness had taken her mother, and the spirits wanted to do anything to prevent the same thing happening to her, she just couldn’t move from man to man, sapping them of anything at all. Loke offered himself on various occasions when her cramps became too much to handle, but even the smallest of kisses had her wanting more, a craving she tried her hardest to suppress.

“It looks like there was a landslide ahead on our trail, were going to have to spend the night in town,” Loke grumbled as he helped the princess out of the carriage, the guard followed by two other knights leading the lot of them into the rural village they’d happened upon.

Lucy forced her smile as they walked through the town and towards the only hotel, waving to the star struck villagers as they gathered in fron of their homes.

“Oh my, it’s an absolute honor to have the princess of Fiore staying in our hotel,” The owners wife gasped as she bowed to the blonde. “Please, dont worry about paying, we’ll offer you and your men our best rooms for free!”

“Not at all! Please accept our patronage,” Lucy motioned for Loke to hand over a hefty bag of coins, the owner and wife blanching at the large amount of gold before them. “We should only be staying for the night, is there a morning market?”

“Yes, Princess! I’m sure the farmers would love for you to have a taste of our produce!” They grinned as she smiled and Loke led her to her room, etching a light spell on her lock to keep intruders from entering.

“Please sleep soundly, princess,” He said as he checked on her one last time before returning to his own room. “Call for me if you need anything, even if your cramps come back,”

“Yes, yes, goodnight Loke,” She sighed and blew out the lantern at her bedside, turning to find a comfortable position on the soft mattress.

It was always hard for her to fall asleep, the gnawing feeling of hunger screaming at the back of her mind. Her nose instinctively followed the scent of the men in the village, picking out the strongest magic signatures and whining for her to track them down. She shoved a pillow over her head and shut her eyes tightly, trying to hide herself from the enticing offers that lied outside the window.

One hour, two, and soon enough the witching hour struck and the moon was in full view above the small town. Its light streamed through her window and she glared at it, still unable to fall asleep. A small part of her blamed Loke for giving her a taste of what her body needed, and put the rest on the cursed bloodline that gave all the Heartfilia woman these insane urges. There wasn’t a soul awake in the whole town, even the babies fast asleep. At this point, she rathered her cramps return and put her through so much pain that she was knocked out by them, tired of being so tired.

“Who...” Her heart suddenly thumped as the strong scent of pheromones wafted into her bedroom. She scurried out of bed and ran to the window, her eyes able to see the stream of a purple cloud that led to the strangely large mass of a lewd aura.

Whoever it was...definitley wasn’t there a moment ago...was it just the moon playing tricks on her?

Even if it wasn’t it wasn’t like she would actually go to see if anyone was there. No, definitley not. She was in her nightgown for goodness sake, no princess would ever think of her room while in a nightgown. Nor would they tiptoe around the room of their guard and sneak out of the hotel, or scurry through the middle of town to make their way into the small patch of woods adjacent.

There’s no way a princess would, better yet, no way Lucy would give into her instincts to track down the most delicious thing she’d ever smelled.

Okay, so maybe she would. But it was the moon! Moon madness, that was a thing, right? Hadn’t she always felt a bit more susceptible to her instincts when the full moon was out? Yeah, that seemed about right...and it wasn’t like she would actually do anything if she did find who was on the other end, this was purely an adventure of curiosity.

The scent led her to an open mouth of a cave, trailing a ways way deeper into it. Lucy gulped but continued cautiously despite her waryness, the scent too alluring for her to ignore.

Her slippers crunched against the dirt and rocks until it slowly turned to moss and grass, her toes hitting a strangely placed welcome mat in front of a thick wooden door. She laughed a bit to herself, fully accepting how she’d clearly been dreaming this whole time.

Lucy knocked on the door, observing the strange cottage that had been been built inside a cave. Just who would live in a place like this? Although it looked quite magical, as if it belonged in a fairy tale.

“Happy...I thought I told...told you to go see Mira...” The voice on the other side of the door groaned, the wood creaking as it slowly opened. “You’re not Happy...”

Lucy found herself near the edge of sanity as the full wave of the strangers pheromones smacked her in the face. He stood weakly in the doorway, his body sweaty, pink hair sticking to his forehead, wearing nothing but a thin pair of shorts that exposed his half-hard self.

“You—You really shouldn’t be here, p-please, leave,” His eyes were wide with panic, breath held in as he refused to let himself attatch to her scent.

“I can’t,” She breathed, holding open the door as he tried to close it on her. “You...smell wonderful...”

“Smell?” His ears twitched as she pressed a hand to his chest, forcing her way in and following him as he took steps back till he bumped into the wall. “Are you...”

“Starving,” Her words came out in a breathless whisper as the princess wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling the weakened boy to meet her kiss.

Her chest inflated with a deep breath as her lips buzzed as soon as they made contact with his, fingers curling in his hair as she begged for more.

He finally let himself breathe in her scent, his skin quickly shrouded in scales and a low growl produced in his chest.

“Y...You’re in heat, too? I-I, I can’t,” He shook his head and stared into her drugged eyes, watching her tongue slowly lick its borders. “You’re not my—“

“It’s okay,” Lucy reassured the pink haired boy, words no longer controlled by her but the seductress who refused to let a meal as fine as him get away before it even got good. “I’m not in heat, I’m a succubus, have you ever met one before?”

“S-Succubus..? Isn’t the princess...I mean only the royal family...” He struggled to speak, his hold on Lucy the only thing keeping him upright at the moment.

“Oh, so you do know!” She giggled and flashed a coy grin. “Then, I hope you don’t mind? I couldn’t leave either knowing you’re in such pain,”

She smiled and bit her lip, purring as he gnashed his teeth at her, her finger sliding dangerously slow along the curve of his boner.

“You don’t know what you’re doing,” Golden eyes warned her as he turned their positions, holding Lucy against the wall, his fingers rejecting the urge to become talons. She mewled at his show of strength, crooned at the sight of his scales and horns, thinking about the feeling of those sharp teeth sinking into her bosom.

Lucy tentatively wrapped her hand around the black appendage sprouted from the side of his head, beginning to slide her hand up and down it as she curiously watched his expression.

“Oh...what a good boy,” She gleamed as he ridgidly fell to his knees, overstimulated by her actions as she continued to feel up his horn. She was filled with a strange urge as he wrapped his arms around her hips, whimpering with every slow movement of her hand. Maybe she liked seeing that a little too much, or hearing his moans and grunts as he began to give into the pleasure his body seeked.

“S-Shit...!” He cursed, fisting her gown as his body jolted, twitches followed a soft groan as he came.

“How cute,” Lucy found herself enticed further as his scent travelled and met her nose, stomach clawing as it begged to be filled with the white cream he produced.

“I...no...I’ll hurt you...” He frowned as she sunk to his level, a solemn smile gracing her lips as she resonated with his words.

“I know how that feels,” She chuckled as her proper consciousness began speaking once more. “I’m always afraid I’ll hurt people. I know I’ll hurt people...”

His vision wavered as he saw her sad smile, responding to the thing they both seemed to have in common, only, his problem never lasted quite as long as hers did.

“But I don’t think you’ll hurt me, and I don’t think I’ll hurt you,”

“I’m...Natsu,” His voice was strained and he wiped the sweat from his brow that dared to trickle into his eye.

“Lucy,” Her smile was genuinely sweet for a moment before her lips were sealed with a warm kiss, the boy easing into the thick pool lava that was his heat.

Lucy had never shared such a passionate kiss before as her and Natsu slipped their tongues together, hands in each other’s hair as they came closer and closer together.