#and now I'm tired but I don't want to sleep because I pissed yesterday away doing absolutely nothing ig Fun at all

[purplepollywog]

I messed something up at work and no one has addressed it yet despite it being on the supervisor's desk all week so I'll probably get fired or something lol :))))))

[dashofmonsters]

Dreamers & Delusions- Pt. 5

merman x female reader

It's been a couple weeks now since you and Tao had started your fake dating situationship thing. He walks you to and from work as often as he can and invites you to his home more and more.

You end up hanging out with him most days and are rarely at your grandmother's except to sleep or get ready for work. On the days you don't have work and don't want to go to the beach, Tao has let you hang out at his rental. It was odd at first but you quickly got comfortable with it.

Today though, you couldn't get out of the house. The weather has gotten worse and it's been raining for two days straight. Yesterday you saw him while he was out grocery shopping, he looked a bit upset then. Over and over he kept asking if you'd be okay but you'd told him you'll be fine.

Now, you're not so sure.

It's only been two days but your grandmother hasn't shut up.

"Your looks will only last so long. You should consider doing something that will keep him on his toes. Maybe try to freshen up your wardrobe," your grandmother rants from her recliner.

"He's not interested in stuff like that. I mean he dresses like uncle Rob when he's out mowing the lawn for fucks sake. Merfolk don't care about that stuff," you roll your eyes as you fiddle with your phone.

You hear your grandmother scoff.

She wasn't quite onboard with you "dating" Tao after she found out he was a merman. She kept complaining that it would be difficult to have a normal life together and what would your kids look like. It's been never ending with her on that front but now she's back to you.

"I'm just saying, what if he does get bored with you? You'll at least be ready for someone else," she states.

"Just shut up! You don't know jack shit! No wonder you're fucking alone! Do you hear yourself," you snap at her. You feel like you should feel bad for what you just said but you don't.

Your grandmother rises from her recliner and stomps towards you with a foul glare.

"I took you in you ungrateful little bitch. Day in and day out I let you come and go as you please and this is what I get? I took pity on you because of that piss poor excuse of a daughter of mine... But I can see the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree," she seethes, spitting on your face.

Thunder roars outside and shakes the house. A flash of lightning and the power is off. You can still make out the miserable shape of your grandmother in front of you. You can still hear her breathing impatiently, undeterred by the darkness.

"You're right, the apple didn't fall too far from the tree. My mom's a fuck up who lost her husband just like you did," you spit back to her.

Your cheek stings suddenly and you realize your grandmother has slapped you. Again and again, three... four times she hits you before you grab her wrist and shove her away.

"Fuck this," you holler, stomping away from you grandmother and down the hall.

You can hear her yelling at you, cursing you and your mother. But you ignore her as you pull the door open. The rain is coming down in sheets and although it's noon, the sky is almost dark as night.

Slamming the door behind you, you take a few careful steps down the stairs and bolt across the empty street. The walk to the beach is slow but you don't care. You just want to be there, you want to feel the wind as it whips off the waves.

The rain stops for a little bit, slowing to a sprinkle as you step onto the drenched sand. Your shoes get stuck a few times till you decide to just take them off. Little by little you make your way to the life guard tower. The rain picks up again as you climb up and curl into a ball against the back wall.

Your stomach drops and you hold yourself as you start to cry. You hate feeling like this, you hate that every time you fight with your grandmother you let her get into your head.

You feel nauseous and tired, drained from yelling and running in the rain. You just wanted a fresh start away from your hometown. You wanted a better life, an easier life, but everything has been getting difficult lately.

The heaviness of the rain lulls you to sleep as you curl up with a damp beach towel you found in the tower. You're shivering cold, but you're to tired and eventually you drift to sleep.

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Tao:

I haven't been able to shake this horrible feeling since I woke up this morning. I dragged myself out of my tank earlier than usual and showered off. The hot water helped me clear my head as it has been every morning.

I cannot stop thinking about my dear friend and more often then not I fall asleep with her on my mind. Sweet dreams usually follow and I wake up angry at myself for thinking of her too much.

Today is different though, the shower helped long enough for me to dry off and make it to the kitchen before I started thinking of her again.

I've let her into my home so often so she can avoid her grandmother and little by little she's left bits of herself here. A jacket that I have hung next to my own by the door. A couple of her books that I've skimmed through but found it too licentious to finish. And her crown from the night we shared with the pixies.

I have placed her crown in my nest room for a reason I cannot understand. I have fallen asleep with it in my hands almost everyday. Three days ago I had thought I lost it and nearly ruined my home looking for it. I was ashamed of myself when I found it in one of its usual spots in the room.

I felt horrible that I let my thoughts of her consume me so, but today it's worse. So much worse. I feel dreadful and not because of my thoughts of her. Something deep inside of me is uneasy and restless.

My kitchen is in a state of chaos after I make breakfast, an unusual sight for me since I clean as I go. I eat quickly and quietly but I am unable to finish eating. I feel sick and I almost double over when I start on the dishes.

Bile bubbles up in the back of my throat and my chest feels heavy. That horrible feeling explodes and suddenly I find myself racing to the door.

The rain is coming down hard and I can hardly see anything in front of me but I make my way down the wooden steps. I freeze in my tracts once I get to the bottom.

Something feels off, wrong and twisted.

I allow myself a moment and another as I realize my instincts are coming alive. I sniff the air again and again until I smell it.

It's faint but it's undeniably her scent.

The rain would have washed it away already unless she has left the safety of her home.

I start running then, running for dear life towards the beach. The horrid feeling I had was for her all along, for the safety of my only friend and shoal mate. I had ignored it for too long, I just hope that I'm not too late.

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You startle awake from the loud thunder clapping. The rain had gotten worse as you slept. The clouds have darkened and the wind has grown stronger. The tower groans as the wind assaults it every few minutes.

Groggy and cold and wet, you try to find another beach towel to wrap up in but you find none. You try to consider your options but your mind is so tired and you're becoming a bit anxious with the storm getting worse.

You decide then to make an attempt to get to Tao's home. You'd be safe there and far away from your grandmother.

Step by careful step you make it down the tower and your heart stops at the view in front of you. The waves are hitting the beach harder and fast. The tide is high and you're a bit too close to the water than you're comfortable with.

You look around and decide that if you can get to the houses on the other side of the beach you can worm your way through that neighborhood to his house.

Slowly and ever so cautiously you step forward. You have to balance yourself as the wind is constantly threatening to knock you down. You're teetering closer and closer to the waves as you walk towards the houses. You keep trying to walk away from them but somehow manage to find your feet right back in the water.

You're halfway there when you hear something behind you but by the time you turn around it's too late. You're knocked out almost instantly and you fall hard and fast. The waves lap at your body, slowly pulling you into the ocean.

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Tao:

I race up and down the beach trying to find her, my body fighting to transform under the heavy rains. I sniff the air again and again but the scent has drifted. No, it's drifting...

My heart stops as I look out into the dangerous dark waters.

I sniff again, hoping I'm wrong but I'm not.

I sprint towards the waves and jump as high and as far as I can into the ocean. I dive in and within second I smell her... I smell her blood.

I force the transformation and swim as fast as I can towards her scent. This storm will have no doubt invited several unwanted predators to this area and if they have smelled her blood...

Something heavy rams into my side and I reel back as I see a bull shark charging towards me. I harden my fist using what magic I have and punch the creature on the snout before electrocuting it. The shark shakes its massive body and tries to attack again.

I haven't the time for this.

Not wanting to kill an innocent creature, I use my magic to disrupt the currents and have the shark swept up in them.

Quickly I swim away and try to follow the scent again. It's getting further and further away but stronger. She's loosing blood and fast.

I push myself more than I ever had before and swim until I feel like my lungs might give out. The scent of her blood becomes so strong I can practically taste it.

Grinding my teeth, I move faster until I see her limp body bobbing in and out of the water. I quickly surface and see her loosely hanging onto a plastic trash bin. I quickly pull her into my arms and look around us.

I can hardly see the beach from here... She was pulled so far from land.

Gathering my strength I swim hard towards the shore. I have to be careful and keep her head above the water, it's not easy. I would give her gills like I did the night we danced with the pixies but she's not awake for it. I have to shift her ever so often as the waves threaten to pull us under and I have to use an immense amount of magic to keep the currents steady.

I almost panic when she slides out of my arms and I have to quickly swim back for her. I pray to the goddesses for the first time in a long time that I make it back to the shore with her alive.

By the time we reach land the sky is truly dark. The wind has died down and the tide has lowered. I pull her and myself up, breathing heavily as I lay us down. I look at her and I feel a mix of pain and relief. She's breathing but she's hurt.

Blood trickles down her head and there's a gash on her leg where her pants have been torn. I work fast to bring myself back to my human form. It hurts like hell forcing it and I grit my teeth. I am motionless for a few minutes after my tail has split into legs. It burns worse than ever after swimming so hard.

I shake as I force myself to stand and carefully scoop my friend into my arms. My muscles ache but the gnawing heavy dread I had felt has subsided a great deal. Holding her close to me I begin the long walk back home.

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It's warm and quiet when you finally wake up. You're sitting on a bench covered in towels with a space heater next to you. You tilt your head back, a searing pain making you wince.

You gasp, a wheezing noise leaving your mouth. You hear someone running towards you and you feel their warm hands on your face.

"Thank the goddesses, you're finally awake," Tao says.

You can only tell it's him by his voice, your vision is still blurry and your head hurts so bad.

"Why the hell were you at the beach," you hear him yell.

You try to open your mouth but it's dry and tastes like salt. Your head lulls to the side and your blurry vision becomes slightly clearer. Tao is kneeling before you, his hands move from your face to your shoulders. He grips you and you wince, everything hurting.

"You were over a mile away from the beach when I found you! You could have been killed! For... Fucks sake you were covered in blood when I found you! Were you drinking that vile human alcohol again? Why would you go out and do something like that," Tao shakes you, still yelling and unable to control himself.

You limply raise your hand a plop it weakly over his arm. You mouth a few words begging him to stop as you begin to cry. Your voice is hoarse and your throat sore but you manage a few dry words.

"I'm sorry... please Tao... Please stop... You're hurting me," you cough and are nearly out of breath from just speaking.

Tao stops shaking you and loosens his grip on you. His hands fall to the bench before snaking around you and pulling you closer to him. He rests his head on your lap and you feel him shivering.

"I thought I had lost you... I couldn't find you and when I did... You were so far away and unconscious. You were just floating there while bleeding out. Why were you there... Why," Tao holds you closer, his nails digging into your skin.

You cough as you try to speak but it's no use. You keep coughing and coughing so hard it hurts. Tao quickly scoops you up and brings you to the kitchen where he gently sets you on the counter. He brings you a large glass of water that you chug down. You're still coughing but it doesn't hurt as bad as it did before.

Tao takes your cup and refills it and as he hands it to you, you start crying again.

This day keeps getting worse and worse and you just want it to end. First the fight with your grandmother, then you get knocked out and dragged into the ocean, and now Tao is mad at you.

A part of you wishes that you stayed lost at sea. That you might have finally found some peace and everyone would probably be better off without you. That thought consumes you till you start weeping in earnest.

"Fuck," you hear Tao curse and then you hear something break.

You begin to shake even as Tao wraps his arms around you. He holds you, not too tight but close enough that you can hear his heart beat.

"I'm sorry, please stop crying. I just-," Tao tenses up and you hear his voice crack. "You're all I have, please be more careful... please."

You hear what he's saying but you're too tired, too hurt to really register any of it. He keeps talking, his voice calming down but the words are lost on you. The pain you feel on your head is dulling but draining. You keep going in and out and Tao keeps talking.

There's a loss of heat for a moment, your eyelids too heavy to peel open to see what's going on. You feel yourself being lifted and walked somewhere. Something warm and soft is wrapped around you before you're set down on something even more soft. You limply nestle into it before allowing sleep to claim you.

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Tao:

I pace in my kitchen for what feels like hours. I am feeling too many things at once and I cannot sort them properly. My friend is safe and fast asleep in my nest room. Her injuries were not deep but there were many. I cleaned and bandaged what I could without having to strip her but I fear I might have missed a few cuts and wounds because of that.

Her words play over and over in my head, when I asked her what she was doing at the beach. In my rage I yelled at her, again. In my desperation I accused her of being drunk even though I realized too late I didn't smell any alcohol on her breath. I have made a terrible mistake.

She might resent me now, might even fear me. She's already afraid of sharks and my mer half is similar to that creature. She was terrified the first time she touched my tail. What if she's still terrified of me but doesn't say anything?

Rage swells in my heart for what I have done, for hurting her and making her cry. I look down at my hand, my knuckles are torn after punching the wall and the skin on my fingers are slightly cut.

I am not good enough for her... I've hurt her...

That anger quickly dies down and is replaced with a gnawing sorrow. I slide to the floor and grip at my hair while grinding my teeth. Three, no four of my front teeth pop out from how hard I bite down. I spit them out and wince as I feel the back row shift forward.

This pain must be my punishment for what I have done. I must beg for forgiveness when she wakes up. I cannot bare the thought of her being afraid of me, it hurts too much.

I sit and center myself as I shed the front row of my teeth and spit them out little by little. I am covered in blood and I feel horrible. A new back row will grow in a day or two causing more well deserved pain. It will serve as a reminder of what I've done. For now though, I am tired and my shoal mate needs me to watch over her.

She ran to the beach for a reason. I was too enraged to hear her out and too impatient to let her heal before speaking.

I clean myself up and quickly change into something warm before heading to my nest room.

My friend is sleeping soundly but with tears sliding down her cheeks. I carefully place a hand over her forehead, she is cold. I have wrapped her in a large towel since she is dirty and too tired to change into anything.

I pause and try to think what she would even wear. My clothes are large and one of my shirts would fit her like a short dress. I imagine it for a moment and inhale sharply. It would be the only thing I own that would fit her and it would cover just above the knees. I slap myself for thinking of her like that.

She is my friend, she is my shoal mate, you are not good enough for someone like her.

I chant that over and over again but the more I do the more it feels like a lie.

What if I could be more than just a friend to her, what if I am good enough for her, what if she could be my-

I stop that last thought. It would be too good to be true if she could be more than just a friend, but to be my mate or my fated mate? I would pray to the goddesses everyday for the good fortune of allowing me to meet her.

But that is not the case, no matter how much I wish it.

I carefully step around her and lay by her side, gently pulling her into my arms. Hearing her breathe settles me and I feel myself purring. I chuckle remembering how I reacted to her talking about that. I know talking about purring is embarrassing but I never questioned why until after that day.

She has made me question myself, question my upbringing, and my kin more often than not to the point that I'm not sure who I really am. I've allowed myself to be defined by what I am and where I'm from that I don't know who I am. She mentioned once that she hates being judged by her work and family and I'm starting to understand that.

I hope that tomorrow I can make amends with her so that we can talk and learn each other more

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You ache everywhere when you wake up. Your head in pounding and your stomach makes an angry growl. The lights are dim when you open your eyes. You're surrounded by plush pillows and blankets that smell freshly laundered. You suddenly realize that you're in Tao's nest room.

You try to sit up but every fiber of your being is screaming in agony. You groan in pain and wince when you touch your head. Everything starts to slowly come back and the last thing you remember is Tao wrapping you up and carefully laying you down.

A cough forces its way out until you're having a fit. Your throat is on fire, dry and sore. You hear heavy foot fall and suddenly you see Tao. He helps you sit up and brings a cup to your lips. You slowly drink, some of the water not making it into your mouth.

Tao holds you as you catch your breath, the dryness in your throat has subsided but it's still sore. You loll your head till you're looking up at him and whimper a quiet apology. You feel Tao's grip on you tighten before he carefully lays you back down.

"No, it is I who should be sorry. You are injured and exhausted and I had yelled at you, again. I made a horrible accusation and expressed my anger about what had happened when you're already vulnerable and cannot speak. I am ashamed of myself," Tao admits, his voice despondently.

You limply pat his hand, "As long as you're not mad at me or hate me we're good."

Tao takes your hand in his and lightly squeezes it, "I will never hate my friend but I am upset that you put yourself in danger. What were you thinking?"

"I wasn't," you say then cough. "I was running on pure emotions and spite. I-" you cough again and again into another fit. Tao helps you drink once more and tells you that you can talk once you're better.

But you ignore him, needing to get this all off your chest.

"I got into another fight with my grandmother. She was being a class A bitch about some shit and then she brought you into the conversation and I lost it," you explain, clearing your throat afterwards.

"So you ran to the beach in the middle of a storm," Tao asks dryly.

"Like I said, wasn't thinking. I just wanted to get way from her and my feet just took me there. I stayed up in the guard tower where I passed out, emotionally exhausted and when I came to, I decided to make my way to your place," you say, pausing to let Tao help you drink some more water.

"I don't know what happened but the next thing I knew I was bashed in the back of the head! I came to a few times when I was being dragged further from land... I remember getting scrapped up and screaming from the pain. I probably passed out again afterwards. Then you found me. You saved me," you can't help the tears that start coming on then.

As you cry you start to remember being helplessly dragged miles away from shore. Too sore to move and terrified that you might drown or become fish food. You screamed so much your throat became raw. You remember your leg being torn by a rock and being whipped against a buoy so hard your back bruised immediately. Everything hurts and feels sharp and dull all at once. Worst of all, you're starving and your tummy is not being quiet about it.

"What is that sound," Tao asks.

"My stomach... I haven't eaten anything since the day before my grandmother and I fought. So it's protesting and-"

Tao quickly sets you back down and scrambles out of the room. You hear chaos unfold from the kitchen and before you know it he's back with an armful of snacks.

"Please eat these while I go cook you something warm," is all he says before rushing off again.

He's deposited the snacks in front of you, all of them being your usual favorites that you munched on when you hung out here. You always brought them over and never really stored any here. You don't want to think too much into it aside from him practicing to be a good mate to someone else. You'd get your hopes up for no reason otherwise.

You happily tear into a bag of chips and chow down. Three bags of chips later Tao returns with a large bowl of soup. It smells so good your mouth starts watering.

Tao helps you sit up and piles a few pillows behind you. You reach for the bowl only for Tao to move the tray with it on his lap.

"You're shaking too much, I'll feed you," Tao states.

You glare at him for a moment and then at yourself, "Fuck."

"Eat and then I'll take you to the bathroom so you can bathe yourself and clean whatever wounds you can or I couldn't get to," he says, scooping some soup up and bringing it to your lips.

You take a bite, trying not to be awkward in this situation, "What wounds? And I don't even have a change of clothes what would I even wear?"

Tao makes you take a few more bites while he mulls over your question. He's clearly uncomfortable about something an it shows as plain as day.

"Tao, let's not be weird about this. We're both adults buddy," you say after finishing another amazing bite of soup.

"I didn't get to the wounds on your back or thighs since... since touching or getting to either spot would have been highly inappropriate," he answers, looking away from you though.

"Ok, I appreciate the chivalry but what if I had a really really bad injury on either spot of I don't know some weird fish venom you would have had to strip me and I would have been alright with that. I trust you dude and not once have you creeped me out," you tell him.

He finally looks back at you and the whites of his eyes slowly turn black. "I do not feel worthy of such trust my friend, not after what I did."

"Well guess what, you have my trust regardless of loosing your shit and rightfully so! You were scared, I get it. You don't have to keep beating yourself up over it," you reach out and lightly pat his arm.

"Are you certain? I hurt you and yel-"

"I said it's fine, jeeze! Water under the bridge. Forgive and forget. Less sadness, more soup," you pat his arm again and make a face.

Tao chuckles and shakes his head, "How is it that you're torn up and still as talkative as ever."

"My mouth doesn't have an off switch man, I could ta-"

Tao shoves a spoonful of soup into your mouth.

"I do believe I just found the off switch for that mouth of yours," he grins.

You swallow hard and as mad as you feign to be you can't help but to laugh, "Ya got me, feed me good food and I shut right up."

With that Tao feeds you another bite but it's a bit much and some of the broth slides down your chin. Before you have a chance to clean it off, Tao wipes it off with his thumb before cleaning it off with his tongue. Your brain blanks out for a moment and you feel your cheeks heat up.

"I uh think I'm getting full... Don't want to eat too much in one sitting," you try to play it cool but your voice cracks and you want to crawl under a rock and bang your head against a wall.

"Understood, I can save the rest for when you're hungry again. I'll put this up and draw a bath for you," he nods before standing up.

Your stomach sinks when you remember that you have nothing to wear after you get out of the bath.

"Oh uh yeah hey Tao buddy, um I don't have a change of clothes so...," you start, making a few nervous and fiddly gestures with your hands.

Tao stops in his tracks and visibly tenses up, "Right, I uh... I put one of my larger shirts for you to wear in there. Unfortunately that's the only thing I own that would fit you so..."

There's an awkward silence between the both of you that is blessedly broken by a loud roll of thunder that shakes the windows.

"That's fine," you finally squeak.

"Alright," Tao nods.

"Ok then," you pat your knees.

You scream internally and beg the universe to help you not make this day any weirder and wilder than it's already starting out to be.

[companionjones]

But He's Married (1/4)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Fandoms: Marvel, MCU

Summary: You meet a guy at a party.

Warnings: *Spoilers* Abusive relationship

1/2/3/4

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It was 11pm at a house-warming get-together that your friends Nat and Wanda had thrown you. It was really sweet of them, but honestly, you couldn't wait until everyone was gone and you had your new place to yourself again. You wanted to go to sleep.

"Hey, are you alright?" A man came through the crowd to where you were sitting alone on the couch.

You smiled. "Huh? Yeah. I'm okay. Just a little tired," you admitted.

He nodded. "I know how you feel. Me too. Is it okay if I sit?"

Not minding at all, you gestured to the spot next to you.

The man took a seat. "Yeah. This party's fun and everything, but I'm just more of a home body, I guess."

"Me too!" you related. "But I'm feeling a little less at home now with all these people here."

A look of surprise took over the man's face. "You're Y/n! This party is for you!"

"It is!" You laughed a little at his realization.

He then cringed, "Aw, I'm sorry you're not having fun at your own party. That sucks."

"It's not that bad," you lessened, "I'm very thankful that I have the friends that threw me this party. I'm just--"

"Exhausted," the man finished with you. He continued, "I got that." I had a long day at work today. I didn't really feel like going out."

You nodded. "Where do you work?"

"Stark Security," he answered without a second thought. "You?" He took a sip from his drink.

"The book store over on 3rd and South? I don't know if you know it--"

He almost choked on his beer. "I love going there! Have they got Kelly Pike's new book yet? How have I not seen you there?"

You started to laugh at his enthusiasm. It was adorable. "Well, to answer your first question, I believe her book came in earlier today. And the reason why you haven't seen me there is because I started yesterday. I just moved here. Hence the house-warming party?" You gestured around you.

The man grew sheepish. "Right. I guess I should've put that together..."

You smiled, "No, it's alright. So, what do you do at--"

"James?"

There were so many emotions that crossed his face when he heard what was apparently his name. Guilt, annoyance, even anger. You wondered what could've sparked all that when you turned your head to a very pissed off woman marching through the crowd.

James stood up. You did the same after a second of confusion.

"Shannon!" he greeted with a forced-happy tone. "You found me!"

"What do you mean 'found you'? Were you hiding from me?"

"No, that's not what I was sayi--"

"Who are you?" Shannon turned toward you venomously.

"Y/n L/n," you returned immediately, not trying to anger her further. You offered your hand for her to shake, but you brought it back down to your side when all she did was glare at it. "How do you two know each other?"

James looked as if he was going to say something but Shannon beat him to it. "I'm James' wife."

"Wife." You didn't know why you repeated that. You glanced at James, but he just offered you an apologetic look before Shannon pulled him away from you. She was muttering something about 'going home because this place is trashy'.

The rest of the party filed out pretty soon after that. You tried not to think that it was because of the small scene Shannon had caused.

One of the last guests to leave was a man named Steve. Apparently, he was close friends with James.

"Yeah. Bucky and I go way back," he told you.

"Bucky?" you wondered aloud.

Steve explained the nickname was from James' middle name: Buchanan.

"I saw you met Shannon too," the blond pointed out. "Word of advice: Don't pay much attention to her. Her bark is far worse than her bite." With that, Steve bid goodbye to you, Wanda, and Nat, and left for the night.

"You two don't have to stay to help clean up. It's pretty late." You offered to your two best friends when they started picking up trash.

Natasha clicked her tongue. "Don't start with that. We basically forced you to throw this party. We're staying."

"Of course we're staying," continued Wanda. "When else would we talk to you about McSteamy you were chatting up in the corner!"

Nat started chuckling.

The comment threw you through a loop. You felt your cheeks heat up. "We weren't in the corner..."

Wanda gasped, "So you admit you were chatting him up!"

"Well, I was..." you started.

Natasha's chuckles turned into full-out laughing.

"...But then I found he's married," you completed hastily.

Shaking her head, Wanda sypathized, "Poor, poor girl..."

Nat finished for her, "What have you gotten yourself into?"

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prompt 77: “ Are you jealous? “ please :))

Sure thing anon. It's a long one.

🤍 Harmony - You lost track of how long you've been running through the dark alleyways. How many twists and turns it took to get away from your pursuers. You struggle to catch your breath as you feel a hand on your back rubbing your spine.

"I think we lost them." Harmony bends down to catch your gaze, nodding at you as you take in a deep breath.

"You better start learning to fight or something. I'm getting so tired of this." wiping the sweat from your brow, you grin at her. She knows you will protect her, even when you pretend it's the last thing you want to do.

"If I have to learn to fight, then what use will you be to me?" Harmony jabs your rib with her elbow, grinning as you wince.

"Less time with you means less headache for me." You move to rub your temple. You barely had enough energy as it were with the job you pulled with Carver today. This only worsens the hunger in your gut, the very hunger that tells you if you don't feed and soon...well let's not think about that now.

You flick your eyes over Harmony's figure, checking to ensure she didn't get hurt on the way here, your eyes latch onto her neck. A bite mark you know wasn't there yesterday.

"Harmony? What the hell?" You raise your hand, pointing at the two puncture wounds that are easily recognizable as coming from a vampire.

She raises a hand to the left of her neck, a sheepish grin on her face. "Oh, that was from last night. It was consensual, it's fine."

You scoff at her. Who the hell did she let bite her? Better yet why is it bothering you? Is it because you swore to keep her safe?

As she walks past you, patting you on the shoulder she grins. "What's wrong? Are you jealous it wasn't you?"

🤎 Keegan - You slide into the tiny office, made only smaller by his presence. You notice the documents on his desk, the odd placement of knick-knacks scattered along its brown oak top. As if a child had been staging out a play with the vampire and werewolf figurine on top.

"So, what did you want? You know Carver is going to get pissed knowing I came here by myself." Turning to face him, you notice Keegan rubbing the back of his neck. Nervously looking to the office door and back to you.

"I couldn't say this in front of the others, and I have to be here anyways to keep your "friend" from overstepping their welcome." He motions for you to sit.

Friend? Could he mean?

"I noticed your smell was different, well different than normal. I just wanted to make sure you're alright, you know I can keep you safe if you need me to." He doesn't meet your gaze, but that doesn't lessen the meaning of his words.

You do know Keegan would look out for you, that's not what catches your attention.

"My smell? Have you seriously been sniffing me Keeg?" You fight the laughter that tries to crawl up your throat. Since when has he been so clued in on your smell? Especially enough to notice who you were with.

"Don't be weird, it's not like that." The look he shoots you would scare a lesser person. Yet, you know you have nothing to fear from this wolf. .

"Don't tell me your..." Before you can finish your sentence, someone comes in briskly opening the door.

"Alpha, oh sorry I didn't know you had someone in here?" The young wolf flushes as they look at you then back to Keegan.

"It's fine, just wait for me in your room. " Keegan smiles at them, a cheeky smile. One that shouldn't make you jealous it's aimed at them, but it does nonetheless.

"You really leaving when we're in the middle of a conversation?" You glare at him, to the wolf smiling, then noticing your glare sheepishly leaves the room. "Are you really going to go sleep with her right now?"

"Look at you, sounding all jealous. Keep that up and I might think you're starting to like me." He winks at you before following the other wolf, looking back one last time before turning down the hall.

🖤 Carver - "Will you get down, you keep staring they're going to notice." they push your head down, keeping you from peeking over the fence. It's been a long night, and the job still isn't done.

"For fuck's sake Carver, how the hell am I supposed to know what they look like if I can't look." you push his hand off your head, swatting him on the shoulder.

Carver clicks their tongue at you, turns you around, and presses you against the fence. "I said follow my lead, do what I say. How hard is that for you to understand?" The glint in his crimson-red eyes should scare you, it would others. This side of Carver you know, the hunter. The look they use when they're hunting, for food or work.

A smarter person would let them be, but you can see they're on edge. See they're fighting the hunger just as much as you, but you have a job to do. Food comes later. You catch yourself staring at their lips, a slight tinge of red from the blood bag from earlier.

The sight makes your stomach twist, be it from your own hunger, or from the way you watch as they dart their tongue to moisten their lips.

Shit, the hunger must be getting to you. Because why the hell would you be thinking of Carver like that.

They catch your gaze and the corner of their mouth shifts just enough to see their fang. "Like what you see, dragă ?"

You push them back, you hate when they call you that. In fact, you hate him, or you should. Though you know you would do anything for Carver, even if you want to kick their ass most of the time.

You watch as they straighten, nodding their head to the person leaving the abandoned building. "That's my meal for tonight."

Your eyes widen, that was the person Carver was with several nights ago. How could you forget when you walked in on them, you couldn't if you wanted to. Your brow furrows, and once you hear the laugh from beside you, you know Carver knows what you're thinking.

"Jealousy is unbecoming of you. You know there's only room for one in my cold dead heart." he teases, brushing his arm against yours.

"Shut up, who the hell would want to be with you?"

[safely-in-vhagars-belly]

Delicously dark!aemond x oc (Snow falls, chapter 5: Escape)

CONCEPT: You make your first escape attempt after becoming aemonds wife.

WARNINGS: Forced marriage, graphic description of violence and graphic descriptions of sex, Forced sex, dub-con, non-con, pain play and abuse. Dark Aemond

Hubby after getting his wifey back and planning messed up punishments.

You are still awake as night falls. Aemond fell asleep next to you and he snores very loudly. You try to get some sleep as well, but it's difficult.

You get up and walk to the window. There is snow outside in the dark courtyard. You used to like snow. You used to go outside and play with your family in the snow. Throw snowballs at your brother. Now he is dead. All thanks to the man that lies next to you, still snoring on his belly with his face in the pillows.

You walk to the door of the room and try it. You don't assume it will work. You think he won't be that stupid. But the door unlocks. He has forgotten to lock it. You slowly sneak back to your clothes and pull them back on.

You also grab a cloak and inspect the coat that belongs to Aemond in search of coins. You find one golden dragon. That should be plenty.

You don't risk the stairs. You instead take a secret passageway that ends near the stables. You don't get a horse. You just calmly walk away from your home. You know if you'll run you won't make it far.

The Snow becomes more and more dreadful as you finally come into the first village. You sigh relieved and drag yourself to the nearest tavern. You show him the golden dragon. 'Can I rent a room?' It's way too much for the terrible room you'll get but it'll do for now.

You go to sleep in your clothes and sleep better since that monster became your husband.

--- The next morning you awake because of hard shouting. Brutal shouts and horses that cry out. You walk to the window and peek outside. Villagers are rounded up and questioned by Targaryen guards.

You piss yourself nearly. They are already hot on your trail. Aemond marches ahead of the two guards and barks orders at them.

The door of your room is opened before you have the chance to process what is happening. The ward that took you in grins and grabs your arm, dragging you with him. 'Don't! He'll hurt me!' You beg.

He just grins. 'He'll give me thousand golden dragons for you. I don't care if he raped your body bloody and made his dragon fuck you: I'm getting my reward.'

He brings you to an angry Aemond. He spots you and gets that little smug annoying smile. You want to smack it off his face. The ward drops you in front of him. 'I assume this is her?'

He claps his hands delighted to see you and you bet he is already imagining that your head was stuck between his hands. 'There she is! My sweetest little wife.' He says, smiling but his eye is deadly. You take one look at him, and your legs take off running far away from him. He chuckles before following you.

You never run. He does. You never train. He does.

It's no surprise he catches up with you and tackles you to the ground. 'You're such a naughty little thing. Walking away from me.' He grins. 'I can be naughty too. We had such fun times yesterday. I loved fucking your body. Perhaps I'll fuck you right here. You seem to be eager for my attention.' He says with a dark chuckle.

In front of everyone? In the cold snow?

You start to kick and push. He lets you take out your aggression. It doesn't hurt him. You don't even hit him. You just wildly attack and barely do any damage besides tiring yourself out. When you are finished and catching your breath he grabs your wrists and pulls you close to him. You sniff his scent and try to break free again.

'I hoped I'd capture you again.' He whispers darkly in your ear. You spit on him. He growls before flatting his hand and slapping you across your face. Your lip rips a bit of blood drops down as you quietly sob, avoiding his gaze.

'We might need to do something fun first before going back to the castle.' He says, grabbing your arm. His grip is cold as stone.

-------- You enter a suspicious-looking cabin. You two rode for a while with the carriage. Aemond has a map with him and you know you are at the right place when he chuckles.

An old man is cleaning what looks to be a sharp knife. There are bottles of paint surrounded by a chair. 'Excuse me, do you take commissions?' Aemond ask. You find it a bit weird time for a tattoo but you do find it very attractive. It might create more spark between the two of you.

'Do you have gold?' The man asks with a chuckle. 'What can I help you with, Valyrian boy? I haven't seen your kind here in a long time.' He doesn't sound half as hateful as your father.

Aemond proudly grabs your arm. 'I'd like a tattoo. For her.' He says with a dark smirk.

You rip your arm free instantly and back away shaking your head. 'I don't want a tattoo.' You eye the door but a guard makes sure you can't escape again.

Your husband hands the man a bag with gold. He whispers in the man's ear and gives him another dragon.

You are pushed by him in what looks like the torture chair.

Aemond sits next to you and patiently waits. You whimper, shaking like a leaf. 'I'll give her something that won't make her able to speak or move for a time. We can start on the tattoo after.' He says.

'Come, sweetling. Open your mouth.' The old man says, holding a bottle of strange transparent liquid.

You refuse. 'No! I don't want to. He already took so much!' You see compassion and sympathy in his eyes.

Aemond sees it too and is very quick to act. 'Swallow it or I'll order the execution of every remaining man and woman in your family home.' He growls.

You don't even have the energy to cry. You take the bottle and take a sip. 'Good girl.' The man cleans two big sharp little knives and selects paint colours for your tattoo.

After a few moments, you can't even lift a finger. The man sits next to you and takes hold of your face. He dips the knife in the ink and starts cutting, creating a tattoo.

You just whimper. You cry. You sob and you can't even lift a finger to defend yourself. Aemond shakes the bottle, eyeing the stuff at the bottom. 'This is good stuff. Where do I buy a few crates of this?' He wonders out loud.

It hurts. The constant stabbing and the colouring of your skin with the thin needle. You want it to end. Your body eventually gets used to it and you black out.

It takes him a whole day to make the tattoo. When you are finished you can nearly move your fingertips again. 'She is done.' He finally announces to Aemond.

He gets up from his seat and looks at your crying face and red puffy eyes. 'She is beautiful. Thank you.' He says with a smitten smile. You look around for a mirror. You are curious as to what they did.

He chuckles. 'You'd like to see? I don't think you'll like it very much. But if you want to, I won't stop you.' You think back to his first warning. When you stumbled upon the massacre. You fear you won't like what he did with you.

You finally notice a mirror close to the door. You get up and walk to it. Facing the truth and your fears. You look into it.

There's a sapphire near your right eye. A small tear ends in what looks like a sapphire.

'I don't understand-' you stutter. It looks pretty. You softly touch the numb skin. It's very sensitive and you regret it right away, hissing.

'You've never met someone from Volantis. I have. They are very interesting people. They mark their toys there. Tiger stripes are for soldiers and whores? Whores get teardrops beneath their right eye.' He says. 'Slaves get tattoos. You are my slave.'

You freeze as the realisation hits you and you don't find it as pretty anymore. Everyone will see. Everyone will know. 'Why?' You whisper your voice breaking.

He grabs your chin as you try to hide from the truth. He forces you to face it. 'The next time you think of running, you think of freedom or something else I won't like: Just look in the mirror and see this permanent reminder of who you belong to now.' The sapphire is his symbol. His name is written on your forehead. Everyone will know now. No matter where you'll go. You'll always be his.

You thought you knew him. You had no idea. 'I never...I thought there was some good in you.' You stutter and you feel dumb for ever thinking that.

There is something in his smile that breaks you. 'There is. You just shouldn't have run from me. That was your mistake. Now you'll live with the consequences. And trust me: This is nothing compared to losing an eye.' He says joyfully before giving the poor man another golden dragon.

The man forgets how miserable you are very fast and thanks Aemond eagerly. You glare at him so much that he cowers and looks at his shoes. You see his toes coming out of the worn-out leather. You feel bad. You hate it. You hate yourself for feeling bad for that horrible old man who mutilated your face.

--- Aemond has dressed you in a sleeveless green gown. You have your head lowered. His hands are on your hips and he keeps you close scared you'll vanish if you are let go a moment.

Aegon is the first to notice the new tattoo. 'Did she meet with that Volantis girl? She has a matching tattoo.' He says with a grin. Alicent looks up from her dinner and drops her fork once she sees your face. She pales and looks like she got a kick in her gut.

Otto looks worried and disgusted even more than usual. 'Explain.' Aemond says, to you to appease his grandfather.

You feel ashamed. It somehow feels like your fault. Good thing you know it isn't. You did what every sane person would do. And you will do it again. Until you succeed...

Or until you die. 'I...I disobeyed.' You hope that that is enough.'This is my ..my punishment for running away.' You say softly.

Otto is even more disturbed than he used to be. Aemond laughs nervously. 'And?' He uses some pressure on you with his hand on your hips squeezing you.

You break, your voice a whisper. 'I'll never do it again.' He smiles and kisses your cheek.

'That's what I wanted to hear. Wait here like a good girl.' He leaves you standing and joins his family for dinner.

You wait. And wait. Assuming a chair will be added. Assuming you might sit on his lap if need be. Assuming you still get food.

'How long am I to wait?' You finally ask him, after the desert is brought out.

He laughs delightfully at you and licks off some chocolate from his fingers. You feel something confusing happen as you watch him do that, following every moment eagerly. You think back to your first time and wonder what else he can do with his tongue and fingers. 'If you think I'm feeding you tonight you haven't been paying attention.' You break free from your fantasy quickly.

You already didn't eat yesterday. You left the castle without food and didn't eat in the village either. 'I left the castle late. I didn't eat yesterday. It was cold and my body is hungry.' Surely he understands.

He slowly takes a strawberry and dips it in the chocolate biting it down until the cap is. 'Perhaps you should have thought about that before you ran from me.' He can't be serious.

You are stunned.' You'll survive a few days without food.' He says very calmly. 'If you won't...Oh well. I am starting to think you're more trouble than you're worth, anyway.'

[timeoverload]

Yesterday went a lot better than Wednesday did. I was able to stay focused all day. My boss texted me at the beginning of my shift to tell me that she was thinking of me and praying for me. I thought that was so nice of her. I know I complain about stuff sometimes but I am lucky to have her as a boss. I also didn't mess anything up so that was fantastic. I was able to keep up with the doctors by myself for the most part. The morning team lead offered to help put filters in my pans and put them in the autoclave when they were ready so I appreciated that. He and I have been getting along better. I'm really glad nothing went wrong. It was so busy and I had to stay 15 minutes late to clean up but it was ok.

I was really tired when I got home last night and I just wanted to watch tv for a while and go to sleep. I think I was awake until 10 and then I passed out. I slept for like 12 hours. The neighbor's dogs woke me up again but I went back to sleep for a while after that.

I finally got out of bed at 10:15 this morning and normally I don't sleep that late but I needed to. I got up and went to the store because I was out of food. I came home and crawled back in bed.

I am still thinking about my mom a lot. I don't think contacting anyone else up there is going to help right now because I can't confirm her location. No one has been helpful so far. I don't know if my grandma has heard anything. I am just too exhausted to deal with this. I wish I could just go up there but she's too far away. I have been sending messages to her but I'm not sure if she has gotten them. My dad even tried to text her but I don't think she responded to him either. I wish this wasn't happening. I am just pissed off about how the system has failed her and our family so many times.

I'm trying not to get too stressed because it is giving me a migraine. I think I need to turn off the light because that's making it worse. I did sleep a lot but I still feel like I need to take a nap. I have felt like I am in a fog all week. I am not sure how much I will be on here today because I need to rest. I hope I feel better later.

I hope everyone else is having a good day so far. Thank you for listening to me. 💖💖💖

[eldritchsurveys]

1246.

The person you have feelings for turns up to your house at 2 am sad, do you let them sleep there? >> If I felt an emotional attachment to someone and they turned up at my house at 02:00, I mean... this is already such an implausible situation that I'm having a hard time imagining how I would respond. In general, I'm really not keen on someone interrupting my sleep, especially since it's so foundational to my functioning and regulation -- and I will be far less able to respond compassionately to someone's pain if I am not regulated. You see the trouble here? Maybe, if I cared about someone, I would want to respond compassionately, but I cannot guarantee that sort of response at 02:00 in the morning.

The "letting them sleep here" part doesn't seem related, but I guess maybe if they're sad because of something that happened at home, they'd want to sleep somewhere else. The problem is that I don't live alone and therefore that is not only my decision to make.

Ever been friends with someone you didn’t expect? >> I have had this experience. Has anyone told you they never want to lose you? >> Sure. I think that's just a thing people say when they're feeling sentimental.

Who pissed you off today? >> No one. Do you have any plans for the weekend? >> I don't.

I bet you miss someone, huh? >> Not at the moment.

Are you okay with making a total fool of yourself? >> I can't imagine a situation like this so I can't tell you. Probably not, that sounds like it sucks.

Do you have any tattoos at the moment? >> I do.

Does the last person you kissed have any tattoos? .

How do you feel right now? >> Tired, achy, but better than I felt this morning.

Do you like your hair? .

Do you want to see someone this very minute? >> I do not.

Who was the last person of the opposite sex to call you? .

Next time you will kiss someone? .

Has anybody ever told you that you talk too fast? >> Maybe.

Have you kissed someone whose name started with a J or K? >> I have.

Do you act differently around the person you like? .

You kissed someone today didn’t you? .

Would you have sex with the 20th person on your contacts? .

Do you still promise? >> Promise what? Like, do I make promises? I do not.

The last time you kissed someone, were your arms around their neck? .

Does it make you uncomfortable when you receive a compliment? >> Maybe a little, like I'm afraid of responding improperly and them retracting the compliment because I wasn't gracious or humble enough or something. But that's just conditioning, I'm always really happy to get a compliment and I usually respond with enthusiasm. My toxic trait is that it's offputting to me when people deflect compliments, like... okay never mind then?

You have to get a facial piercing, what do you get? >> I have a facial piercing already.

Could you date someone taller than you? >> Height would be such a non-issue to me if I were to consider dating someone. I just can't imagine a good reason to care.

Did you hold hands with anyone yesterday? >> I did not.

What were you doing at midnight? >> Sleeping.

Are you slowly drifting away from someone? .

How many hours of sleep did you get last night? >> Around seven, I think. But it was fitful.

Are you legal to drink? >> I am. Do you straighten your hair? >> I do not.

What’s the closest black thing to you? >> Aside from things I'm wearing, my laptop lapdesk thing is black.

Have you had any form of exercise today? >> I did calisthenics and also did a bit of walking when I picked up Sparrow's prescription. Is it easy to make you cry? >> I cry easily, but I wouldn't say it's easy for an external force to make me cry. What was the last thing you bought? >> I paid for the aforementioned prescription. When was the last time you fell asleep watching a movie? >> I don't remember.

Are you excited for winter? >> I wish that was something I could experience.

When is the next time you will see the person you like? . Plans for tomorrow? .

Are you happier now or a month ago? .

What's more important trust or respect? >> I think they're related.

Did your parents tuck you in when you were little? >> Maybe? I don't recall.

Doctor tells you your pregnant. You say? >> "Fascinating. So are you calling the National Enquirer or am I?"

Name something you cannot wait for? >> Honestly, the trip to Frankenmuth, but not because I'm particularly jazzed to go to Frankenmuth (I've seen all of Frankenmuth and Bronner's multiple times now and there's really nothing to do there but spend money and navigate crowds), but because I'm desperate to be somewhere that's not this apartment for a couple of days. I need a break, I need to see something different, I need novelty. Did you get to sleep in today? .

Were you happy when you woke up? >> I don't think so. Do you know anyone who is pregnant right now? >> I do not.

Where do you want to live when you are older? >> What about where I want to live now? Somewhere quieter, for certain. And a little warmer, and drier. You receive $50 without any reason, what do you spend it on? >> Whatever I need at the time.

Have you done anything illegal in the past week? >> I don't think so.

Have you ever been ice skating? >> I have not.

What is better: cute smile, or amazing eyes? .

Do you have siblings? .

Your first dog? . Is it easy for you to pretend everything’s okay? >> I don't know if it's "easy". I know it feels necessary to not let on how bad things are for me, because that level of vulnerability is extremely unsafe according to my nervous system. It doesn't matter if hiding my struggles hurts me worse in the long run, because the hiding is all we know.

Name one stupid thing you did last night? . When meeting someone new, are you afraid they won’t like you? >> Not really. Do you smoke weed everyday? >> Overall, I don't. But there are some weeks when I do.

How about cigs? >> I rarely smoke cigarettes, and when I do it's a specific kind.

What are you wearing right now? >> Black lounge pants, grey undershirt, black hoodie. Has a boy/girl ever called you babe/baby? .

Are you happy with the way things are going? >> Hm.

Do you prefer mint, citrus, or cinnamon toothpaste? >> Mint. I've never even had citrus toothpaste, didn't know that existed.

Are you one of those people who are always cold? >> I am not; I feel all temperatures easily.

Do you have trust issues? >> I do. Do you think this year will be better than the last? .

What’s your favorite color out of these five: Green, Yellow, Blue, or Purple? >> Yellow.

Where is your mom right now? . Have you done anything sneaky lately? .

Have you ever had feelings for someone and thought “This is the person I want to be with forever”? >> I haven't. How do you calm down when you’re angry? >> Calming down happens after I'm done being angry. I don't know how else to explain it. It just eventually happens? Like, I don't stay angry forever.

When you’re sick or sad, do you want to be alone or do you want someone there with you? >> Well... I want someone there with me, but that's not how things work out. Also, being alone feels safer, as mentioned above. What color hoodie did you wear last? >> Black. When was the last time you were on the phone? . Where did you get the shirt you’re wearing right now ? .

Has anyone made you feel like crap lately for something you really didn’t do? >> Not lately.

[batz-surveys]

8.

The person you have feelings for turns up to your house at 2 am sad, do you let them sleep there? The person I have feelings for is my husband, and he already lives with me.

Ever been friends with someone you didn’t expect? Yes.

Has anyone told you they never want to lose you? Oh, plenty of people have told me this, and plenty of people have left my life. But it's all good. I don't want to force myself into someone's life if they don't want to have me in theirs.

Who pissed you off today? Nobody really. Today was a pretty chill day.

Do you have any plans for the weekend? Just rest and visit with my parents some more. I went over there today, but my dad just got out of the hospital, and I just feel the need to be around him because I missed him.

I bet you miss someone, huh? I missed my dad, but I got to see him today.

Are you okay with making a total fool of yourself? Hell no. I'm not lucky like my husband. He was born with no embarrassing bones in his body. I, on the other hand, am very easily embarrassed.

Do you have any tattoos at the moment? Yes.

Does the last person you kissed have any tattoos? No. The last person I kissed was my dad, but it was on the cheek like I always do. If you mean, like an actual kiss, then yes. My husband has a lot of tattoos.

How do you feel right now? I'm a little tired, but other than that, I feel good.

Do you like your hair? No, I don't really like it. I'm actually planning on cutting it very short at the beginning of the year and keeping it that way for the entirety of 2025.

Do you want to see someone this very minute? The person I want to see is already here.

Who was the last person of the opposite sex to call you? My husband.

Next time you will kiss someone? Probably tonight before we go to bed.

Has anybody ever told you that you talk too fast? Yes, I hear that a lot. I can't help it.

Have you kissed someone whose name started with a J or K? J, yes. K, no.

Do you act differently around the person you like? No. My husband is one of the few people I can just be myself around and I don't feel self-conscious about it.

You kissed someone today didn’t you? Yep.

Would you have sex with the 20th person on your contacts? My phone is on the other side of the room, and I'm too lazy to get it, haha. But probably not. Most of my contacts are family.

Do you still promise? Yes.

The last time you kissed someone, were your arms around their neck? No.

Does it make you uncomfortable when you receive a compliment? YES. So, a few weeks ago, this new parent that I met for the first time at the school I work at, goes, "You're a beautiful lady." And I go, "Oh...hah, um, it's really just my makeup." And she just kind of looks at me and smiles, and then it was just kind of quiet, and so then I just blurt out that their kid had a great day. Even at my big ass age, I still am so awkward about compliments. I remember when I was a kid, I used to get compliments about my eyes and my eyelashes, and I literally would cry of embarrassment, haha.

You have to get a facial piercing, what do you get? Probably a Medusa. I've always wanted one, but I feel like it would look weird since my upper lip line isn't that symmetrical.

Could you date someone taller than you? I have, and I'm married to someone taller than me.

Did you hold hands with anyone yesterday? I hold my husband's hand all the time.

What were you doing at midnight? I was just getting to bed.

Are you slowly drifting away from someone? Nah, not really. If anything, I'm starting to be more family oriented and have been opening up with my family more.

How many hours of sleep did you get last night? Maybe like seven. Which is why I'm tired. I tend to need like nine or ten hours of sleep, especially since I had Covid.

Are you legal to drink? Yes. I have been for quite some time.

Do you straighten your hair? I do sometimes. Usually only when the weather is cooler, or I know I have a busy week ahead of me because my hair's more manageable when it's straight and it takes me a lot less time to do it in the morning.

What’s the closest black thing to you? My bras on the drying rack, haha. All my underclothes are black for the most part.

Have you had any form of exercise today? Not really. Other than cleaning my apartment, it's been a pretty lazy day.

Is it easy to make you cry? I mean, I cry at a lot of things, so I guess so.

What was the last thing you bought? Taco Bell.

When was the last time you fell asleep watching a movie? Probably last month when I had Covid, and I just rewatched all my favorite comedy movies for comfort.

Are you excited for winter? Yes. I'm so ready wear my favorite sweater dresses.

When is the next time you will see the person you like? I see him right now. He's playing video games right next to me on the couch.

Plans for tomorrow? Seeing my parents again, more than likely. Also, I have to stop by my school because I left my tablet there and I need it.

Are you happier now or a month ago? I suppose now. August was a very trying month for me.

What's more important trust or respect? I don't think you can have one without the other.

Did your parents tuck you in when you were little? Yeah.

Doctor tells you your pregnant. You say? "Well, I didn't think that could happen. Whoops."

Name something you cannot wait for? Halloween!

Did you get to sleep in today? I did, but not as long as I wanted to. I wanted to be able to spend time with my husband before he went to work this morning, so I woke up earlier than I wanted to. It was worth it; it's always worth it.

Were you happy when you woke up? Yes, because the storm was over and we had power again. I was so restless last night because of the storm.

Do you know anyone who is pregnant right now? Nope.

Where do you want to live when you are older? Somewhere far away from everyone else, honestly. I just want to live in the country, on a big plot of land, in the peace and quiet.

You receive $50 without any reason, what do you spend it on? Probably groceries, not that it would buy that much nowadays.

Have you done anything illegal in the past week? Nah.

Have you ever been ice skating? Yes, and I fucking hate it, and I hate the person who told me, "Well, if you can rollerblade, you can ice skate."

What is better: cute smile, or amazing eyes? Both.

Do you have siblings? Yes.

Your first dog? A liver-spotted Dalmatian, with one blue eye, and one green eye, named Mister Lucky.

Is it easy for you to pretend everything’s okay? Sure. For me, it will always be easier to say, "I'm fine" then to ask for help.

Name one stupid thing you did last night? Probably made some kind of stupid face or said something silly.

When meeting someone new, are you afraid they won’t like you? Oh, when I meet new people, I automatically think they don't like me unless proven otherwise, haha.

Do you smoke weed everyday? No.

How about cigs? No. I haven't had a cigarette now in almost, like, a decade.

What are you wearing right now? My nightshirt that has all kinds of exotic animals wearing sunglasses on it.

Has a boy/girl ever called you babe/baby? Yes. My husband and I are "babe/baby" people.

Are you happy with the way things are going? Things could improve, but sure.

Do you prefer mint, citrus, or cinnamon toothpaste? Mint.

Are you one of those people who are always cold? If I'm home, yes. I like being cold so I set my air conditioner lower than the average home. Nothing like being a little chilly, and remedying it with a nice, soft blanket.

Do you have trust issues? Absolutely.

Do you think this year will be better than the last? Oh, this year is definitely better than last year.

What’s your favorite color out of these five: Green, Yellow, Blue, or Purple? Green! Green, specifically bright green, is one of my favorite colors.

Where is your mom right now? She’s in her bed asleep.

Have you done anything sneaky lately? Today actually, yes. My mom and I went upstairs to talk about a trip to Atlanta in December. It's going to be a surprise family vacation for my brother's 40th birthday. We'll have to tell him about when we're going and where, just so he can clear his schedule, but I have something pretty special planned as a gift and that will be the real surprise.

Have you ever had feelings for someone and thought “This is the person I want to be with forever”? Yes, multiple times in my life. But I'm so glad I ended up saving the best for last. He's the best husband anyone could ever ask for.

How do you calm down when you’re angry? Oh, I have to yell or throw something. I don't know how to deal with my anger. I would never hurt anyone, but I can't say the same for myself.

When you’re sick or sad, do you want to be alone or do you want someone there with you? I want to be alone so I'm not spreading germs, but I also need my husband to tuck me in, bring me food, and tell me I'm going to be okay. When I'm sad, I need a giant bear hug from him, so I'd say I need someone there with me both while I'm sick and sad.

What color hoodie did you wear last? Black.

When was the last time you were on the phone? Today.

Where did you get the shirt you’re wearing right now ? Walmart.

Has anyone made you feel like crap lately for something you really didn’t do? No.

[yourgamemasterthewhiterabbit]

The great regular sleep experiment 2024 part "Snow"

So uh, I had broken my chains right? I had achieved the unattainable sleep, yeah?

Sleep, the delicious.

Well now I get sleepy around 8 get into bed around 9 and sleep from 10-11 ish until 12:30, wake up too hungry to sleep, Sleep maybe another 1.5 hours by 5 am if I am very lucky, and then sleep from 5-8 am when I am not supposed to because I am too tired to get out of bed... >:{

So from now on I try to go to bed earlier and get up at my alarm no matter what, ig...

I did manage to be more productive after having caught up on some sleep debt and the place is looking even emptier than before [I haven't actually discarded much but an object or two, but re-organizing does so much]...

I had a dream someone was asking me where to do a vigilante justice by adding a bench, like, night before last. There was this like 6 lane walking path that split off into 3 2-lane paths and I suggested putting the bench in the center of the middle two paths where there would be most room to walk around them, instead of putting them on any of the 'lanes' because even though there seemed to be 6 right there, they each split off to a different direction or were for walking or biking going different ways, so none of them were really surplus. But I said the bigger problem was snow removal, that by putting a big concrete bench in the center he'd be making it so the area would be hard to plow without hitting the bench, so he should at least do something like mix dark pigment into the concrete so the bench would sort of auto-defrost and not get lost in the snow, and be easy to see and use all winter... He got really angry at me for suggesting he spend extra money on a free project, so I tried to point out that the city would definitely tear it out if it caused any problems and then fine him for these expense, so he'd actually be better off asking to coordinate with the city about it to begin with in this case, if he didn't want to just be wasting money, and I suggested groups he could coordinate with to make a bench happen. As this was just some personal vanity project and not actually about helping people, he got really pissed I was pointing this out in front of people and I ended up running away from him through a school?

And I realize -now that I am trying to think of what that could relate to- that yesterday I ended up -very unexpectedly because I happened to find the right screws- fixing a metal chair I have that I was planning to put outside for people to rest on [anchored so it can't be stolen easily and is clearly meant to stay put]... I -did- make sure it was tucked far enough back to not get in the way of the snow plow... Yw. But maybe I should triple check that and think about repainting the seat in a darker colour??

Last night I had a dream that I was hanging out with a whole gaggle of historical fashion girlies from youtube, some known, some peripheral or invented by the dream, and discussing the longest we'd ever had our hair. I took my hair out but put it up badly because we were *mostly* all drinking [some people don't do that], and Bernadette Banner tried to reassure me it looked fine, without prompting, so I laughed and told her that made me assume it -in fact- did not... We were all laughing a lot. I woke up when one of them touched me because I'm not used to physical contact anymore. It had one of those similar 'prophetic' type vibes to it, but then it also vibed like the dreams I have where I keep seeing a similar looking woman, who I feel like I know... I'm probably just lonely and watch too much youtube, yet again.

I guess we see what that might have been predicting, I already cut my hair this month.

The problem with when I am sleeping is that I am not getting any errands done, is the thing.

[hinatastinygiant]

Chapter Eight

Pairing: Mitsuya x Fem!Reader

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When light strikes your face, you crawl out of bed with a pounding head. Headaches, paired with that annoying feeling in your stomach, is one of the worst possible outcomes of that hangover you were expecting.

You sluggishly shuffle over to your bathroom and down a whole variety of pills that probably won't help as much as you need them to. You then pad right back into your bed. However, the moment your eyes close on your soft pillow and you realize your other one is missing, you remember that Mitsuya had slept over last night.

Your eyes spring open; you're unable to go back to sleep. The thought that he's possibly awake and bored as hell in your living room keeps you from drifting off peacefully.

You groan softly and step out of your warm, semi-comfortable bed to check up on Mitsuya in the living room. However, when you get there, he's still asleep. Just as you're about to turn around and go back to your room, your eyes are unable to pull away from the sleeping figure. What you wouldn't do to sleep that damn peacefully, and he sure is pretty as hell.

God, I'm such a dick for ditching him that night he let me sleep over. He's a way better friend than I could ever dream to be.

Thinking of no better way to make it up to him, and realizing that you're probably not going to be able to sleep even if you do go back to bed, you stride over to the kitchen in the hopes of whipping up some breakfast for the two of you.

Just as you're finishing up your cooking, Mitsuya groggily steps into the kitchen while rubbing his tired eyes.

"Something smells..." he comments, though trails off so as to not be rude.

"Look, I tried," you sigh. "I'm no chef, but I did as best as I could."

His eyes widen when he realizes the strong aroma is coming from your cooking. He apologizes profusely, admitting he had no idea the smell was coming from the food you were making.

You dismiss his concerns, telling him that it's not a big deal as you put down two plates of food on the table.

"You don't have to eat it if you don't want to," you tell him seriously as you sit down at the table. "I just didn't know how else to show you that I appreciated you staying here with me last night."

"No, of course I'll eat! Thank you, Y/N, I'm glad you thought of me. By the way... how are you feeling?"

"Like absolute hell," you scoff.

"Did you take any medicine?" he asks, to which you nod as you take a bite of food. "Well, hopefully it starts to work soon because we've got another meeting this morning."

You groan, not wanting to face Draken or Mikey right now. "I hope it isn't like yesterdays, otherwise I might as well move out of the country!"

"No," he chuckles, "it's not about that. Apparently, Mikey's got some kind of announcement for us."

"Thank god," you sigh. "What are the chances that he's firing Kisaki for the club and the totally fucked up things he's getting away with?"

Mitsuya smirks, wishing that he could give you the answer you're looking for. "Not likely, but we better go just in case."

"I certainly wouldn't wanna miss that for the world!"

At the meeting, you stand off to the side of the first division, definitely far away from Mitsuya or Hakkai. Although, you can spot them pretty well in the front of the crowd, especially by hair.

Mikey stands before everyone, calling their attention to him. He begins to explain that today he isn't running the meeting, eliciting dozens of whispering outbreaks amongst the members. Everyone, even the captains, looks confused.

You look over towards the other side of Mikey, curious about Draken's expression. He looks perfectly fine, Emma in hand before beginning to approach the commander.

"I'm going to let my little sister begin!" Mikey's voice adds to silence the group. All eyes then fall on the couple as they stand front and center.

"We have an announcement that we've been holding out on!" Draken begins.

You cross your arms, pouting because you're quite honestly a bit pissed that this meeting Mitsuya brought you to was only to shove their engagement down your throat. You did honestly hope it was about getting Kisaki fired, but whatever, all in due time you suppose. Besides, Mikey probably doesn't fully know who to believe yet.

Your hands ball into fists as the couple gets ready to make their announcement. Tears that betray your silent threats begin to roll down your cheeks. You're not sure whether to be angry or sad about the announcement that's got a big smile plastered across Emma's face.

"Draken and I are officially engaged!" she beams as she holds out her hand to show off a huge diamond ring.

Suddenly, a loud gasp breaks out from within the silent, stunned crowd. You're able to spot the person from the crowd easily from where you're standing, recognizing them as Yuzuha.

That's weird, you hadn't even noticed her with Hakkai at all today. Why is she even here?

Yuzuha grabs hold of some random guy and tugs him up with her onto the stage. She stops when she comes face-to-face with Emma and holds out her left hand.

"I'm engaged, too!" she beams, initiating the conversation that has the girls gushing over the similarity.

You glance over at Hakkai to see his reaction, but before your eyes land on him, Mistuya catches your attention first. The man looks absolutely enraged. He looks so pissed that his face is almost turning pink! On top of that, his fists are balled up just like yours when you watched Emma speak out about her little announcement, and his jaw is clenching as though he's biting his own tongue.

What the hell's wrong with him? Does he know that guy or something?

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restart | four

[ SEQUEL TO PERFECTLY WRONG ] | [ series masterlist ]

summary: as you and taehyung start to build your life together post graduation, things become more complicated than what you expected it to be. while taehyung struggles with his inner demons, you’ve become the sole supporter, the pillar, juggling different jobs to keep you two afloat. your love for each other has been put to the test as your relationship continues to face hurdles - hurdles that have you questioning whether or not your relationship will make it through.

pairing: reader x fiancé!kth

genre: post grad au, established relationship au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 4.8k

warnings: cussing/mature language, jealousy, lots of insecurities and overthinking, angst, crying, bar scene, alcohol consumption, flashback scene in the middle of the chapter, a lil sprinkle of fluff, implied sexual content, bickering/arguments

note: honestly, this was ALSO not supposed to get this long but like… 🙃 here we are lol

tags: @enchantaeduniverse​ @thedarkwinterrose​ @sapphirejeon​ @jwlmnbt​ @bluesharksandfish​ @ra-mun-e @brightcolorsoffendme​ @jungcrookthecookbook​ @sunniejinnie​ (please message me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

"Okay, I think that's it." You said, hands on your hips as you and Jungkook walked through your door for the final time.

"What are you selling, the world?" He huffs and puffs.

"For someone who works out often, you complain a lot." He rolls his eyes playfully.

"Where's Tae?"

"Sleeping still." He nods.

"Oh, okay. Ready to go then?" You nodded silently as you grabbed your bag to hitch a ride to the café with Jungkook since he was working today. He starts to talk about the girl who works with you two and how he thinks she's a little cutiepie. He has such a silly crush on her that his cheeks are lightly rose tinted every time he talks about certain encounters they've had. You're happy to see him happy, and you tell him to keep pursuing it since she's a super sweet girl. However, part of you is sad solely because you couldn't say you were 100% happy at this moment. You wish you were, but these problems were hindering you from feeling complete. You just wanted to get past this page in the book.

As soon as you both get to the cafe, you start unloading his trunk and getting everything inside. Jungkook claims he has the last two bags covered, so you walk to the back and take breather just to gather yourself before setting up. But you truly didn't expect to lose it right then and there.

"Okay! I got all the— Y/N?" Jungkook instantly worries when he sees you crying into your hands in the backroom and hurries over to you. "Hey, woah. What's going on?" He gets in front of you, gently trying to pry your hands off of your face.

"Fuck, I'm sorry." You continue to cry as he successfully removes your hands from your face.

"Sorry for what? What's going on?" He wipes your tears with his sweater and lifts your chin to look at you in the eye.

"Nothing."

"The day barely started and you're already crying in the backroom." He says softly. "Don't try and lie to me."

"I just don't know what's going on between me and Tae and it's stressing me out."

"What's going on? Same stuff?" You nod, tears still streaming down your cheeks. You tell him about how he had been super weird about taking Jimin's help and how you both got into a huge argument about it. Then, you told him how last night ended [sparing your poor bestfriend the details] and how you couldn't help but feel used because he simply dismissed you, which is very unlike Taehyung when it comes to arguments and disagreements. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I know he's going through a rough time, but Tae also needs to respect you and look at you as his partner, not someone who's also attacking him or against him. Do you want me to talk to him?"

"No." Simply, no. Because you never get your friends involved like that. You just don't, no matter how much they wanna help. "He looks at me like I am, especially after this whole Jimin thing. I don't wanna say it's stupid because I don't wanna discredit his feelings, but god. Like, should I just do this on my own? Tell Jimin to forget it?"

"No." Jungkook shakes his head. "You're already getting a good start on your goals, Y/N. Don't let that go because of everything going on. Give him some time and space."

"I have been. For awhile now." You sat, feeling completely defeated already, tears still coming down your cheeks.

"Here, I'll go set up and I can take over the table for a bit. I'll ask Isabella if she can cover for a quick second." He stands in front of you, hands out to help support you as if you had lost your footing.

"No, I'll be fine—"

"Y/N, just sit. Okay?" He gives off a small sigh. "Just sit for a second and let yourself take a breather." He gently sits you down and makes sure you don't get up by slowly backing away from you.

"Kook, this isn't Marco Polo."

"I'm just trying to make sure you don't run off because you're stubborn!"

"Hey!" Isabella comes running in, a little confused as to what's happening.

"Hey, can you cover me at the front for a bit?" Jungkook stands back upright in a normal position to ask her sweetly, hands tucked behind his back as he bounced on his feet. This boy.

"Yeah, of course Jungkook." She blushes.

"Thanks. I'll be right back." He gives you a quick look before dashing off. You lay your head onto your arms as they rest on the table, a small headache forming at the center of your forehead.

"You okay, Y/N?" Isabella asks softly as she puts her things away.

"Yeah, sorry. Just a really weird day yesterday."

"I'm sorry." You feel her hand caress your back. "Let me know if you need anything, okay?" She says before shuffling herself out of the room. To be honest, you had no idea what was going on with you, and why you were feeling this way. You were just so sick and tired. Sick and tired of being sick and tired.

This was slowly taking a toll on you, and you weren't even sure if Taehyung realized what he was doing was hurting you in the process.

He can't say he does.

Tae set the weights down back onto the rack aggressively before sitting on the bench, watching Jimin finish his set. They had been working out after lunch, Jimin calling him shortly after Taehyung had fully woken up.

"Are you gonna go to the café after this?" Tae shrugged.

"I don't know, Y/N said she didn't need help and wouldn't be there all day."

"You won't even visit for a bit?" Jimin asks. Usually Tae was rushing to get back to you, but he knew everything that had been going on had been affecting your relationship to an extent.

"We'll see."

"You two coming to the bars tonight then?"

"What are we celebrating again?"

"Nothing. Just getting together like old times. I told Kook, Hobi and Yoongi. They're down." Tae nodded.

"Joon, too?"

"Joon, too."

"Me and Y/N will probably go but I don't think we'll stay long. She has to do that thing at the school—" He scratched his head. "The thing— the exhibit and talking to incoming art students or whatever." Jimin chuckled at how Tae couldn't get his words out.

"It's not whatever."

"You know that's not what I mean." Tae rolled his eyes at him, annoyed all over again at how Jimin had been kissing your ass lately. Cause fuck, the way Jimin had been painting himself as a knight in shining armor, an angel even, was pissing him the fuck off. It made him feel like he wasn't doing enough to support you, or like you couldn't turn to him for help. He hated that feeling, even though he had been rude as hell and showing it in a different way.

"That's fine. Just come out and hang out for a bit." Jimin sighed as he sat on the bench next to him, drinking some water before placing the bottle back down on the ground. "You two doing okay?"

"Yeah, what makes you think we aren't?" Tae asks, getting defensive. Jimin quickly eyes him, reading his body language. He knew Taehyung so well - so fucking well that he knew almost immediately when things were taking a toll on him. Things liiiike.. his parents. As a prime example. Jimin knew Taehyung and his parents obviously didn't have the best relationship, and he knew he took things to heart whenever his father got on him about stupid shit [just like he did over that dinner]. Taehyung wasn't one to show emotion much; he liked showing people he was mentally tough and that he could handle whatever came his way. For the most part, it was true. But, Jimin and Namjoon also knew he wasn't always like that, especially when it came to things that mattered the most to him - his family and you. Taehyung hated to admit it but his family's opinion of him was important no matter what. He was hard on himself because he wanted them to be proud. He wanted to actually feel like he had been doing something good for once. He was still longing for that feeling no matter what he said or did. It was a never-ending battle; like a plot with no happy ending in sight.

"I'm just asking." Jimin threw up his hands, showing that he wasn't suggesting anything behind the harmless question.

"We're fine. I know she's been stressed lately because of work and her art."

"Mmm."

"It's funny." Taehyung chuckles at himself.

"What's funny?" Jimin laughed a bit, confused.

"I didn't expect to be caught up in her like this. After Hana, messing around with all these girls. She's my fucking fiancé."

"Yeah and you better not fuck that up." Jimin stands to gather his things.

"You sound like my dad." Tae jokes, even though he was pretty offended.

"I'm sorry, didn't mean to." Jimin instantly apologizes, knowing everyone had been walking on eggshells around Taehyung lately. "She's a good girl, you've got it good."

Taehyung softly smiles at the thought of you, but he wasn't gonna lie, he was hurt by Jimin's statement. Call him sensitive or whatever, but he wasn't feeling the fact that people were constantly looking at him as a fuck up and hinting at it. It seemed to be a reoccurring theme lately. "You ready?" Tae sighs before grabbing his stuff. They get into his car, departing from the gym to make their way to Jimin's so he can get dropped off before Tae heads home. Taehyung replays yesterday's events in his head, which instantly irks him all over again. But, he has such a soft spot for you that he feels terrible for having been too harsh about it. He was still upset, and he wasn't gonna let up on his feelings. But he knew he should have been better about how he approached it. He knew better than that. He's learned to do better.

➤ FLASHBACK

Taehyung excitedly parks his car at the café to surprise you for your pop up today. He had been working endlessly to finish off finals strongly, and he had been so busy that he hadn't really gotten a chance to help you or support you. He felt terrible about it because you were his babygirl and he wanted nothing but to spoil you for all the hardwork you've been putting in.

He creeps up behind you, bouquet of flowers hidden behind his back. "Excuse me, miss." He says lowly near your ear.

"Holy fuck!" You say as he startles you. "Babe, what the hell! Don't do that!" He laughs.

"What's cookin', goodlookin'?" He wiggles his eyebrows, making you chuckle. "These are for you." He smiles toothlessly as he hands you the pretty bouquet. "And your favorite!" He hands you a Mcflurry cup.

You squeal. "Oreo Mcflurry! Aw, thank you baby." You place a quick kiss on his lips. "But don't ever scare me like that!" You playfully hit his chest, causing him to erupt in laughter.

"You should've seen your face."

"Ha-ha, very funny." You rolled your eyes, causing him to pinch your cheeks.

"How's it going?"

"Welp, I'm almost out for the day." You giggle. "I, uh, may have underestimated." You look down at his hoodie, realizing it was one of the hoodies you had made for a previous collection you sold at Jin's. "Waaaow, cute sweater, who made it?"

"Mm, I don't know if you know her. Her name's Y/N."

"Uh huh?" You nod, hand on your hip, waiting to hear more.

"She stands about this tall." He lowers himself close to the ground, causing you to laugh. "Cute, right? She's beautiful, incredibly smart and sexy. Brilliant visual designer and illustrator. Packed with hella attitude." He pretends to ponder on his thoughts. "I could go on about her, really. She's one of a kind."

"Cute. She must feel lucky." You smile.

"I know, I'd feel lucky if I knew me too." You roll your eyes and playfully hit him. "Ah, I'm kidding." He pulls you into a hug. "I keep this sweater in my trunk."

"Oh, so you keep it in your trunk just for emergency wear?" You sarcastically ask as he holds you from behind.

"Yeah, and cause it's the only sweater I'd choose to wear out of the hundreds I own." You smile up at him. "Mhm, not gonna try and win that one." He places a big, sloppy kiss on your cheek before pulling away. "Show me. How can I help my pretty baby today?"

➤ END FLASHBACK

"Hey, I can't stay out late tonight because of the event tomorrow."

"Yeah, I know." Taehyung says softly.

"Please don't drink too much."

"I wooooooon't." He whines with a small sigh, also slightly offended at that statement. He didn't know what it was, maybe it was the fact that his own father painted him in such a negative light that everything seemed off to him lately. Like people were just out to get him or constantly looking down at him and his actions. A personal attack at who he was. It was slowly piling up for him and he wasn't sure how much more of it he could take.

You prepared a quick dinner while he hopped in the shower. You set his plate aside before taking a look at the mail that had come in today.

Bills, bills and more bills.

You sighed to yourself as it felt like you had just paid things off, but clearly not. Moving into Taehyung's wasn't the greatest idea, being that his space was much more expensive than yours. But, he did have the space you needed for your work. There was money left, but you knew it wouldn't last forever. You hated tapping into your savings and whipping out your credit cards because you wanted to keep yourself clean as much as possible. However, that was proven difficult as of late. It was a sacrifice, especially since Taehyung had cut off his mother's help. Taehyung's pride was such a curse sometimes.

You shook your head, already finalizing the fact that you would deal with it later. You had began to set your things aside for the new student event tomorrow morning. You figured you'd get there early to set up and make your table at neat and cute, so you didnt have to worry much about it right now.

Taehyung comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, hair slicked back and wet. You turn to face him, your eyes wandering down to his chest and bottom area. God, why was he so beautiful? It wasn't fair. You loved him so much that you could crumble even being upset. He talks a whole lot about you being the death of him, when really, this man is going to be the death of you. Truly. There's no debate about it.

Getting to the bar, you both immediately spot your friends in the corner, a huge tower of beer decorating the center of the table. Jimin is the first to stand, coming towards you two with a huge smile on his face.

"Friends!" Jimin yells. "Drink!" He says, holding up two shot glasses.

"Fuck, man." Taehyung says taking the glass. "We just got here."

"So! Y/N needs to be home early remember?" He watches wide-eyed as you two take the shot and make sour faces at each other.

"Okay, I'm good." You say, being that you were the DD tonight. Taehyung could enjoy himself if he wanted to [to an extent], but you definitely needed to be in tip top shape to be a good role model to those incoming art students tomorrow.

Throughout the night, the bar starts to get packed from end to end, you and your friends staying at the table and keeping to yourselves. You could tell Taehyung was crossing the line of pretty fucking drunk, which somewhat bothered you. You literally just told him to take it easy tonight - just for one night - so you could do what you need to do tomorrow.

"Hey." Jimin comes next to you, swinging his arm over your shoulder like he always does. "One more shot?" You give him a toothless smile. Ugh, why the hell not? Your man was drunk, and Jimin had only been helpful lately. You could at least return the favor by taking a shot with him.

"What are we drinking to?"

"You." He smiles. "Your shop. Your art. It'll only go up from here, yeah?" He rose his shot glass up before clinking it against yours and taking it to the neck.

"Mkay, that does it for me." You chuckle. "Thanks for the shot."

"No problem. You doing okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good." You looked at your watch. "Should probably get out of here soon, but Tae looks like he's enjoying himself. I don't wanna drag him out of here."

"We can just bring him home." You shake your head worriedly.

"I don't wanna leave without him." Jimin chuckles and looks over at Taehyung.

"He'll be okay and you'll be just fine tomorrow. Besides, you can make up all the bullshit in the world to tell the incoming students, they'll believe it either way."

"That's mean." You chuckle.

"Come. Let's dance!" Jimin says, leading the way to the empty space near the table. Everyone gets up to dance, Taehyung slipping himself behind you, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

"Can I at least get one minute with my lady without Jimin interrupting?" He says in your ear.

"Taehyung." You flatly say, looking back at him.

"That's your mad face." He holds you tightly from behind as he sways you from side to side.

"I'm not mad."

"Mhm." He kisses the back of your head. "Why don't you have fun with me for a little? We'll go home after this." You couldn't even stay mad at him, with that fucking frustratingly handsome face of his. He was definitely drunk though, you could smell the whiskey lingering on his breath as he danced with you for a bit. You let him be, just so you wouldn't trigger anything within drunk Taehyung. Everyone around you was having a good time, the feeling of nostalgia hitting you pretty hard. You missed the days where you could get together and go to parties after a long week of school. Or, when you would tease the fuck out of Taehyung as his fuckbuddy during parties, or at the clubs. You know, before graduation and responsibilities happened.

But as one hour turned into two, and two turned into three, you found yourself getting restless. It was nearing 2AM and you had to be at the school by 8am - even earlier just to set your table up. You made your way to the bathroom, hoping Tae would get the point and start getting himself ready to leave.

Right.

Once you were out the bathroom, he'd realize you had been gone for a little and start saying his goodbye's. He'd realize time got to the best of him. Right?

"It's a fucking good time tonight!" Jimin tells Namjoon, laughing with him as he watches Joon act a fool with his dance moves.

"I'm sure it is, since you've been in Y/N's space the entire night." Taehyung says it jokingly, but he doesn't realize it only comes off that way in his head. Jimin furrows his brows at him, his high quickly dying with Taehyung's unnecessary comment.

"Don't start with all that. Not tonight. Everyone's having a good time--"

"Or what, Jimin?" Taehyung chuckles like the petty ass he can be. "You know it's true. Don't you think it's a little disrespectful to be crossing boundaries?"

"Hey, let's step back for a bit." Jungkook lightly tugs on Taehyung's arm as he hears the conversation going south quickly. But Taehyung breaks from his grip, stepping forward towards Jimin.

"You really think I would do that to you?"

"Haven't you already? Swinging your arms around her and shit, being all angelic--"

"Tae, come on. That's enough. Don't." Namjoon steps in the middle. "Let's go outside to get some air."

"You really wanna make me look that bad in front of my own girl?" Jimin lightly pushes him away, Taehyung getting too into his space.

"Enough." Namjoon shakes his head, aggressively stepping in the way to create distance. Taehyung shakes his head and walks off, the rest of the group watching as he walks. You finish off in the bathroom, assuming Tae was already getting ready to go. However, you realize your assumption of leaving by the time you're back is absolutely incorrect because when you get to the table, Taehyung is nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Tae?" Kook looks at you frazzled, before his eyes begin to pan the room again.

"Look, don't freak out, but him and Jimin just got into it and he walked off."

"What the hell do you mean they got into it and he walked off?"

"It's nothing, Tae is just drunk—" Kook squeezes your wrist and shakes his head.

"No, it's not just nothing because you and I both know how he's been feeling lately." You run your hand through your hair. "What did he say?"

"He just got into it about Jimin getting close to you lately, and how he felt like he was disrespecting boundaries." You sigh heavily.

"Fuck."

"We have an issue." Namjoon comes back from out of the blue. "He's not around."

"What do you mean?! Where did he go?" You run your hand through your hair.

"Okay, let's not panic." Jungkook tries to relax you. "Let me go check the bathrooms." Namjoon nods as he continues to look around the room.

"Please? We should get home." He nods to you before he's off to check for Tae in the bathroom. You stand near the table awkwardly, worry filling you quickly the more time passes.

"Hey, you okay? What can I do?" Hobi squeezes your arm, his face flushed with a red tint from how tipsy he is. You give him a small, reassuring smile and nod to try and keep calm.

"I honestly don't know anymore, but I'll be good. I think. We're just gonna look for him and head home."

"Is Kookie looking in the bathroom?" You nod. At this point, you catch a glimpse of Jungkook coming back alone.

"Jungkook?"

"I'm sorry, I couldn't find him in there. I swear I tried."

"So, where the hell is he?" Jungkook shrugs.

"Lets check around again. I won't leave until we find him."

"Have you tried to call him?" You had already beaten Yoongi's question, calling Taehyung's phone only to see his phone vibrating and ringing on the fucking table. "Hm, okay. Maybe not."

"Fuck." You snatch Taehyung's phone from the table. "Is he serious right now? It's about to be 2:30AM. How the fuck can he get lost at this time?"

"Y/N just go home, we'll find him and bring him home." Jimin says, coming back from roaming around the place.

"No, I'm not leaving here without him."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen." He says, looking at you in the eye. Although he was pretty fucking pissed, he couldn't help but worry about him either. No matter what, that was still his bestfriend. He didn't want anything to happen to him.

"It's not your fault."

"We need to check around the neighborhood." Jungkook suddenly comes back and grabs your arm. You follow him, Yoongi, Hobi, Namjoon and Jimin outside of the bar, the cold hitting your skin harshly.

"Let's split." Namjoon says. Jimin and Hobi split, Namjoon and Yoongi sticking together to go down a different path. You kept yourself close to Jungkook, knowing there were all sorts of drunk ass men out at this hour and you weren't helping wearing a tiny ass skirt and a deep cut shirt.

"Cutiepie, let me come holla!" A dude yells as he tries to swing his arm around your waist. Jungkook easily pushes him off, glaring at him.

"Back the fuck up." He spits out, your bestfriend coming to your rescue amongst the sea of men you're encountering on the sidewalk right now. He throws his jacket over your shoulders, hoping to shield you from them and the cold. "Your outfit." Jungkook frowns, a little worried.

"I mean, I didn't expect to lose Tae tonight." Once you had gotten to a quieter part of the street, you come from behind to walk beside him. "Where the hell could he have gone?" You whine. You're more worried for his safety and wellbeing right now more than anything and all you wanted to do was find him and bring him home, even though you were slightly worrying about yourself and how things would go tomorrow. You could give him an earful later. It could wait.

"He couldn't have gone far." You both continue down the street, heading towards your car, hoping he may be around the area. Jimin calls to check in, saying him and Hobi hadn't caught sight of him yet, and the same thing goes for Yoongi and Joon. You almost want to cry when you don't see Taehyung near your car, but Jungkook ends up walking further down towards the park near your parking spot. "Y/N! Here!" He calls out, running towards an individual slumped over on their knees on a bench. "Taehyungie?" Jungkook sits next to him and shakes him a bit.

"Shit dude, I just kept walking then I suddenly had no idea where I was at." He drunkily says as you sit next to him and sigh heavily.

"No one said you had to do that, Tae."

"I just needed some air."

"Yeah and look where that got you, it's close to 3AM." You respond, irritated.

"Y/N." Jungkook says softly, shaking his head at you as if he were signaling for you to quit with your attitude. "Let's go back to the car." Jungkook watches him stand up and wobble a bit, but eases up when he realizes Taehyung is capable of walking himself to the car. You three get back safely, letting the others know that you had found him before driving Jungkook back towards the club so he can meet with everyone else. You quickly thank him for his support before driving off to head home.

The car is incredibly cold, and silent.

"Love, I'm sorry. I just needed air and got lost." He breaks the silence.

"I see that." You say softly as you drive home, keeping your eyes glued to the road in front of you.

3:23AM.

"Please don't be mad." He gives your thigh gentle squeeze. "I just got a little into my head tonight." You sighed, gently removing his hand from your thigh.

"Taehyung, I'm your fiancé, I'm doing this with you and only you. Do you even understand how worried I was? You just walked off, without your phone. Without saying anything to me. Just cause you got in your head for no reason."

"I'm sorry." He repeats at a whisper. You don't say anything else for the rest of the drive home. You silently park the car and head to the apartment, Taehyung sluggishly following behind you. He knows you're bothered, knowing it's closing to 3:30AM and you had an early morning. Honestly, he didn't realize how drunk he was until he had gotten himself into that argument with Jimin then got lost, especially without his phone. The fact that he had made you worry and stress like that made him feel terrible, especially after these past few days. You could have easily left, but you didn't leave without him even if it was this late. He instantly just wanted to cuddle you and tell you how sorry he was.

You quietly get ready for bed and line your things up by the door, just so it would be an easy quick and grab as you head out in the morning. You slip yourself into the sheets, Taehyung following shortly after he gets himself ready for bed. He shuts off all the lights and grabs himself a water bottle to sit by his nightstand before slipping in next to you.

"I love you." He whispers against your ear, wrapping his arms around you. But you don't respond. He peeks over to see your eyes shut, silently sighing to himself as he nuzzled his head against the nape of your neck. He knows you aren't fast asleep yet, and it hurts him that you hadn't said it back. You both just knew exactly how to love each other well, but also push each other's buttons. But, maybe, it was true - he was just fucking up left and right lately. Enough for you to go to bed without saying 'I love you' back.

'cause baby if i find a way, i'm sure of it, this love won't stray; just give me a chance to say i love you, and i need you. now are you here to stay, or fade away like every other day? you're the reason that i lie awake

track two: 3AM - finding hope

[blake-belladonna-defence-force]

It's the ✨annoying little shit✨ again

The Gremlin anon😺

Here is the ✨update✨ with what happend ✨yesterday night✨ and also ✨today morning✨

So, after I wrote my roommates conversation with Miss oh honey, I started reading it and

MY GOD!!! GIVE ME A BREAK FROM THE GAY!!!

I'M NOT USED TO THIS KIND OF CONSERN FROM SOMEONE!!! IT'S SO FUCKING ADORABLE!!!

I'M GONNA PASS OUT OF GAY OVERDOSE!!!

I wanna kiss my roommate so bad ;-;

BUT I'M TOO SHY FOR THAT!!!

But before I could panic even more, Miss oh honey gets in (I was in my roommates room because it's bigger than mine since we agreed to sleep together) and asks with big grin on her face "How ya doin?"

"Gay- Gay panic"

"Oh honey you need to make a move soon or roommates name won't handel it"

"What do you mean?"

"Honey you know that they are conserned about you and already doing that ugly sad kitten face"

"I don't think it's ugly"

"Of course you don't, you love roommates name! But now, take my advice and make a bloody move! I WANT PROGRESS IN MY SHIP"

Before I could say anything she got away and shortly after my roommate got back and didn't notice I was there

I was coverd in their blankets like a cotton ball with only my head slightly out, and for the face my roommate was doing they were in auto pilot mode

They literally started changing in front of me

And did I say anything? No cause PANIC

I COULDN'T STOP LOOKING!!!!

I TRIED TO OPEN MY MOUTH TO SPEAK BUT THERE WAS NO SOUND!!!! I COULDN'T AND I FELT LIKE A PERVERT FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO LOOK AWAY!!! I FELT SO BAD ABOUT MYSELF!!!

BUT THANKS TO JESUS AND HOLY MOTHER I GOT CONTROL OVER MY HANDS AND COVERD THE REST OF MY HEAD WITH BLANKETS BEFORE MY ROOMMATE TOOK OUT THEIR PANTS!!!

(I could only see their back since they were turned around BUT if they took their pants off... I don't want more panic and gay thoughts so I wont think about it)

As I evolved into a full white ball of blankets I felt a tap on the blankets. I got my head out and I saw my roommate only with a fucking top on, but with a really sofh expression that made me melt

IT WAS SO CUTE!!! I CAN'T HANDLE THIS!!!

But while I panicked they started laughing and saying that I looked like a cute tiny fluff ball

I never blushed so must for a laugh and a compliment, that laugh was music, I want more ;-;/

FUCKING KISS ME ALREADY!!!

But as I keep staring without being able to say anything they grafmdualy stoped laughing and started looking conserned/sad (sad kitty face here we go again) and then they look down and finally notice they are only with a top on and then they say "oh- sorry" and put a shirt on

BUT I'M NOT GONNA BE QUIET THIS TIME AND I WILL SAY SOMETHING

And what I said was "Nice"

Just that... WHY ON HELL DIDN'T I SAY SOMETHING ELSE!?!? WHY GOD??? WHYYYYY!!!!??

But before I died of embaressment they asked "Nice what?"

"You are nice- I mean- I just- You are nice to me! You always have been since the beggining and uuhh... I just- I don't want you to be sad or- or think you are a jerk just because I got embaressed in the kitchen and uuhh-"

"Wait, how do you know about me thinking that?"

"I- I could hear you two talking"

"shit"

And this when I finally notice how hard blushing!!! Were they that embaressed? But before I could jump into conclusions I rembered Miss oh honeys advice abd asked "Uh- glup Why are you so worried about me?"

Looked at me with an expression I couldn't quite read and said "It's cause- sigh You've already been through so much... You deserve to at least be confortable in your own house, to have a safe place to yourself... Don't you think?"

I just- Give me second I need to CRY MY EYES OUT!!! WHY ARE TOU SO CUTE!?!? WHY!!!?? WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME!!!!???

*incoherent gay gremlin noises*

I didn't notice I was crying until my roommate, with a very conserned voice, asks "Are you ok!? Why are you crying!?"

I kept sobbing until the picked me up, with blankets and all, and hugged me tight

I NEVER FELT SO GAY WITH JUST A HUG!!! IT WAS SO SAFE AND WARM!!!

I MELTED!!! I'M NOW A GAY GREMLIN JELLY!!!

At a certant point they layed down with me and cuddled me. I felt so tiny but yet so loved, it was so good and safe ;w;

Is this what real actually good relationships feel like? Cause I love it ;w;

I'M GAYING SO MUCH OVER THIS!!!

And before we went to sleep, my roommate wiped my tears and said "Well, if it makes you feel better, I think you're hella strong"

"snif What do you mean?"

"I mean- I still about that time I saw you knocking out a guy, that was built like a greek god, twice your sise, in front of our door step!"

"Oh that- that was just-"

"Was just hella impressive!!! I ALMOST DROPED MY FOOD!!!"

THIS IDIOT MAKES ME CRY AND THEN LAUGH AND FEEL HELLA GAY ALL THE FUCKING TIME!!! don't GIVE ME A BREAK!!! I NEED TO REST!!! And that's actually what I said to them, but more like this

"Jesus Crist- Look, let's sleep already before I pass out" AND MANAGE TO SOUND FUCKING CASUAL ABOUT IT!!!

It was because I was really tired

BUT STILL COUNTS AS A VICTORY!!!

So, after I said that, my roommate nods in aproval and fucking kisses me in the forehead

WHAT'S WITH YOU AND MY FOREHEAD!!!??

Anyway, we fell asleep and this morning when I woke up, first thing I do is check tumbler, and when I get there I see shitlords ask about gremlin-fever and the gremlin in back of my head is like pspspsps do iittt

After I send that ask about giving permition for you to use my story as a fanfic I put my phone back in the table, roll over, and PROCEED TO HAVE A FUCKING HEAR ATTACK!!!

THAT DORK ON HAS SHORT AND A TOP COVERING THEM!!! IT'S FUCKING FREEZING OUTSIDE THE BED BUT THEY ARE BOILING!!! LITERAL VOLCANO TEMPERATURE!!!

I'm starting to think that shitlord anon was right about the fevor in a literal way...

BUT THIS IS NOT WHAT BOTHERS ME THE MOST!!!! THE FACT THAT I CAN FEEL EVERY INCH OF SKIN IN THEIR BODY!!!

But them I look down and see their arms around me AND FUCKING HELL HOW STRONG IS THIS BITCH!?!?!

I probably panicked for and hour or so before I realize... I CAN TOUCH IT

I now I'm the volcano!!! But when I start touching their belly OUT OF GAY CURIOSITY

THEY OPENED THEIR EYES AND ASK "What are you doing?"

WHAT DO I ANWSER TO THAT!!!??? I CANNOT JUST SAY I WAS TOUTCHING YOU OUT OF GAY PANIC

BUT IT'S NOT LIKE I HAVE A BETTER EXCUSE THAN THAT!!!

So, as an intellectual, I said "I- I was j-just c-curious to know how it f-feels to touch it"

"You were curious to know how it feels to touch other persons abs?"

"Well... Yeah b-but not- Not, like- I'm inocent I swear!!!"

They started laughing at me and got closer, and with their fucking casualty say "You can it I don't mind, you're inocent after all"

I WANNA DIG A HOLE AND HIDE!!! YE GODS ABOVE HELP ME!!!

But I remberem shitlords anon little tip, and actually got the courage to kiss their forehead. The moment I kiss tgeir forehead they stop laughing and blankly stare at me for a solid minute, BUT THIS TIME I'M GONNA BE THE ONE TEASING BITCH, so I said what shitlord anon said "I was just checking your temperature, you look like you might have a fever"

I MANAGED TO HAVE COURAGE TO SAY THAT WITHOUT SOUNDING LIKE A DYING SQUIRREL!!!!

IT'S REVENGE FOR MY ENDLESS PANICS!!!

They didn't even say anything anymore, they just nooded, IT WAS PRICELESS!!!

But then, Miss oh honey opens the door saying "GOOD MORNING LOVE BIR- Oh- Am I interupting something?"

We both just stare and since she cant se if we have clothes or not due to the blankets she does a shit-eating-grin and says "Oh- Sorry to interrupt your bonding time~ I will let you continue~ giggles"

I DIED RIGHT THERE!!!

But my roommate was FUCKING PISSED

They got out of bed and started chasing her, screaming her name in pure rage!!

And I stayed in the room... Looking at the ceiling... Thinking about my life choices...

BUT PLEASE CAN SOMEONE SEND HELP

I need it ;-;

IT'S TOO MUCH GAY PANICS!!!! HELP!!!

And also, Miss oh honey is gonna sleep here today, cause aparently one of her neighbors has covid, and his wife texted everyone that he is coming back from the hospital so he can rest home (cause the hospitals are all full and he is not having trouble with the desease), like, he got positive a month ago, and Miss oh honey went for test and got negative, she stayed at home for a while to make sure she was okay, and since her covid neighbor wasn't at home with is family cause ge stayed in the hospital (and none of is family has covid, fortunatly)

So, baisically shes gonna stay for while...

Hope ya'll have a nice day/afternoon/evening/night

- gay panic Gremlin anon

Holy shit— you go, Gremlin anon! I don’t think I’ve ever been this proud of a stranger before in my life 😂

Y’all are too cute and I’m dying. Good luck with your roommate and your wingwoman Miss “oh honey”, Gremlin anon xD

[marchioness-caprina]

Swapped

{ Part 3 }

Read ; {Part 1} , { Part 2}

Pairings : Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Warnings : Cussing

Writing style : 3rd Person

Word Count 1843

3rd Person's POV

" I thought we were going out to patrol again" Uraraka muttered and a majority of the class nodded in agreement.

They were supposedly going to the agencies they were training under to do their daily rounds of patrol but a sudden shift of their schedule got all of them gathered in Ground Beta for another suprise Physical Test Exercise.

" You were supposed to but unfortunately; a Villain attack happened near the train station and it caused damage on the tracks. It won't be fixed until Tomorrow. Meaning you're all stuck here doing 'Kiddy stuff' " Aizawa replied in his usual bored tone; hands buried inside his pockets as his shoulders sagged. The dark circle under his eyes were clear indication that he didn't get any sleep last night.

" Aww But sens--"

" Stop complaining. If you wanna be a Hero then you got to take it slow, Don't rush things. Plus... You don't see me complaining when I have to put up with all of you... " Aizawa Cut Sato off as he rubbed his temples " And dealing with all of you is not an easy job" He grumbled the last part and everyone picked up on his mood and just shut up.

" So... What exercise are we supposed to be doing today? " Momo questioned and everyone seemed to be interested in what their te aver had in store for them.

They were up for anything. As long as the penalty isn't an expulsion, the fear of their first day with their teacher still struck everyone with fear knowing how ruthless he could be.

" It's simple... Android Bots " Aizawa called out and from the entrance; loud stomping noises were heard, the stomping wasn't from just one but an army of Robots came marching out of ye entrance, stomping their metallic foot with in perfect harmony.

" Woah! "

Gasps of awe were heard from a few students as they stared at the bots with wonder.

" Let me guess... We're gonna be facing those junks here? " Y/n stated in a matter of fact. Katsuki who was right behind the female with arms wrapped around her waist and his chin resting on her shoulder just gave off a satisfied humm when y/n placed her hand ontop of Katsuki's own.

Aizawa who was too tired to give a sassy remark to his student's comment just nodded; and he won't even point out Bakugou's Clingyness seeing how the boy had reacted yesterday when he told him to minimize his Skinship with y/n. It didn't end well.

" This ain't cutting shit. Knowing you... There's a twist to this crappy test right? " Y/n countered and with a sigh Aizawa began to explain ;

" You're right Miss smarty pants. There's a twist. You guys will be judged individually, these bots can't do much damage but the bombs inside them are the ones you need to watch out for, if you destroy a Bot directly without dismantling the bombs first then... Of course you go Kaboom " Everyone flinched at Their Teacher's explanation especially with how nonchalantly he is as he did so.

" Ehhh!? B-but sensei... Isn't it a little bit too.... Cruel? " Mina interjected and aizawa shook his head.

" As a hero. You must always be prepared of every possible scenarios and surprises. Such as this, of course there are subtle indications whether a bot has a bomb or not.... So you gotta put your observational skills to good use and put that brain of yours to work. Spot the difference, dismantle the bomb and you're free to destroy it... Simple as that " Aizawa yawned as he waved off his student's shocked and terrified expression.

Everyone knew their team her isn't going to give them any more clues.

" He just wants to see us suffer.... " Jiro dead panned and everyone couldn't help but agree.

" You said we'll be graded individually.... So you're saying that we have to take out loud portions of those robots ourselves?" Y/n raised a brow when her sensei gave her a spine chilling smile.

" Yes, that's also part of the lesson. It's not everyday you'd get lucky to have another Hero to he paired with you... Sometimes you gotta work alone and most of the time The villain's you're gonna be facing won't be alone. So multi-tasking is the key... And since you're my 'favorite' student... You'll go first " Aizawa pointed at her lazily and she shot him a gentle smile.

A smile that seemed too gentle for this y/n to pull off. Something wasn't right with the way she smiled and everyone knew it.

" But... She might get hurt... I'll stay with her" Katsuki murmured tightening his hold around the girl.

" What? You think I can't handle myself? Get off me already loser. I need to release some stress and you're getting in the way. " Y/n without thinking much of how bad her words had affected Katsuki grinned as she pushed him off her roughly.

Katsuki tumbled back and he looked at her with a pained expression.

" Y-you think I'm a--"

" Get him outta here. He's fucking up my mood. " Y/n snapped as she jogged away from the group.

Katsuki who was fast to try and run up to her was pulled back by aizawa's scarf like fabric.

" Let her go Bakugou. "

" No! I Need Her! Y/n! " Bakugou whined and he had to be knocked out because he was starting to get aggressive.

"Everyone. To the Control room" Aizawa groaned and his students followed his command but go course they felt sorry for their classmate who was passed out cold.

_____________________

" Fucking Die! Hahahaha "

Everyone was silent as they stared at the screen; gawking at how monstrous their classmate could be. Was that even y/n? Because that screaming creature murdering those innocent robots while crushing them to pieces reducing them to junk was scarier than any villain they have ever seen.

" ..... Remind me to never piss y/n....ever" Kirishima gulped when 10 robots were sent flying off the ground with the girl wildly swinging a metal pole like a mad man continued her assault.

" S-she's doing a very accurate job at controlling that new quirk of hers though " Kaminari mumbled as he began thinking.

" But... That is not the opposite of her quirk... Unless.... Oh could it be? The quirk she has is a combined and mixture of mine and Bakugou's quirk ... I underestimated that villain's quirk " Kaminari began to mumble his thoughts out loud and it didn't go unnoticed.

" Well... What do we even call that quirk? "

Kaminari paused and gave a nod towards Uraraka " I suggest Electrical Combustion would fit the spunk" .

" She's doing a tad too good don't you think? "

" She's y/n. So it's no wonder "

___________________

Y/n slammed both of her hands on the ground creating an electrical current as well as a loud eruption of explosion to ensue underground sending the both flying before being completely engulfed and destroyed by either the flying debris, the roasting electricity or the destructive explosion.

With fluid like movement she shot out explosive electric bombs out of her palm that violently detonated when it came in contact with the robots.

She didn't have to worry about the exploding bombs inside the boys because she herself was more explosive than all of those bombs combined.

Her movements were accurate, powerful and spontaneous but her eyes showed how calculated and focused she was if people would ignore that sadistic grin spread out on her face.

She was merciless and with one final punch of the ground that sent a combined jolt of electricity and explosion that caused a mass breakage the fight was over. With no bots left standing at all.

The area was crumbling with ruined buildings and flying rocks and debris mixed with chunks of broken metal.

" Ahh... That hit the fucking spot " She grinned stretching her limbs after her little 'workout'

Meanwhile ------

Everyone was speechless at the display of power of their classmate. She was far too ruthless and she looked more like a villain---no monster from the screen.

And if you squint really hard earlier the students could see how the bots were running away from her instead of actually attacking her.

Y/n gained both the respect and fear of everyone after that bit of course they admired her for her brilliant performance meaning they didn't have to do the test because she destroyed all the bots in a blink of an eye.

" That..... Was so Manly! " Kirishima cheered and his cheer was joined by everyone else.

" Man! Who knew she knows some pretty sweet moves like that! I should ask her to teach me a few of those moves! " Sero commented punching the air.

" Well if you ask me that was rather terrifying.... The continuous onslaught of those poor robots was enough to petrify me for eternity. Not to mention she left us with nothing at all! " Iida sighed as he pushed his glasses up.

" Jeez, loosen up. She did all of us a favor " Jiro replied placing her hand on the slightly disappointed Iida.

Izuku on the side was vigorously writing down on his notebook with such intensity it made everyone pause for a moment to look at him; no doubt about it. He was taking notes about y/n.

Everyone was happy and Aizawa looked more like a proud father than an angry teacher.

But the same couldn't be said for Katsuki. He was sulking in the corner. Eyes dull and fists balled.

The little demon called jealousy was beginning to creep up again. He remembered the other day about Y/n wanting to be partners with Deku or Half and Half. And now that everyone saw how amazing his Girlfriend is, it made him sink deeper as his own insecurities began to swallow him whole.

" .... Do I even... Deserve her? " He mumbled to himself. Tears were already rolling down his cheeks while he pitifully sniffled.

His classmates were gazing at him. They looked inside of what they should do. They still couldn't get used to this new Katsuki.

Kirishima was about to approach and comfort his friend when suddenly Katsuki's body jolted from his spot before collapsing on the ground.

" Bakugou! " Kirishima exclaimed but another gasp was heard from the back.

" It's Y/n-san and Kaminari-san! " Izuku pointed out. Jiro was holding onto an unconscious Kaminari with the help of Tsuyu and on the screen it was pretty clear that y/n had also experienced the same thing and was now sprawled down on the ground.

Unmoving .

........ To be Continued.

[shawtygonemad]

SCARLET: Chapter 13

Daryl Dixon x OC (Rose Dixon)

Scarlet Playlist

Scarlet Masterlist

My whole body was exhausted. I could barely keep myself standing. It felt like I had weights chained to my body, pulling me down. I passed out in Daryl's lap on the way home.

He woke me up when we made it to Alexandria. I stepped out of the RV in my groggy state. It was raining. Normally, I would enjoy the pattering of the cool water upon my skin. I would have inhaled the fresh smell of rain upon the pavement. However, it wasn't as delightful as normal. The rain was warm, which didn't help to cool me down. The once fresh smelling rain now gave off an odor of dead fish, which made my stomach churn.

I shuffled my feet towards the church. Rick said we had a meeting there in an hour. However, I was haulted by Daryl. He placed a hand on my shoulder and looked at me with concerned eyes.

"Ya okay?" He softly asked.

I slowly nodded my head. I didn't want to move it too fast in fear that the motion would make me sick or lightheaded. My body was already begging me to pass out again.

"Why don'tcha go lay down, and I'll come get you for the meeting," he offered.

I was too tired to protest. I simply nodded once more, which received me a kiss on the forehead from my husband. My body set itself into autopilot and took me home. My head didn't even have time to hit the pillow before my body shut off. I went into a deep sleep. Daryl didn't even try to wake me up. I knew he wasn't going to when he sent me away. I'd just have him fill me in on the plan before we left.

I must have been more tired than I thought, because I slept until the next morning. My body was doing better, but still wasn't at one hundred percent. I didn't have a fever, which was a good sign. As I reached for some water, it hit me. I cursed to myself.

"What’s wrong?" Daryl asked as he entered the kitchen.

"These aren't symptoms of the infection. I'm just a dumbass," I chastised myself. Daryl gave me a confused look. "I've been taking copious amounts of my blood to test on. I haven't even given my body enough time to generate more. Also, I didn't even try to get my electrolytes up. No wonder I about passed out yesterday."

"Ya better stay here, then," Daryl suggested.

I sighed, "For once, I don't think I'll argue." I looked up at him with stern eyes though. "But you all better be safe. Stay alert and watch each other's backs. This has to be finished to the end. You do not want a pissed off, half dead, Negan coming back for vengeance."

He leaned down and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "Get some rest."

***

Daryl didn't wake me up again. It was probably a good thing. Otherwise, I would have pushed through this, brought my body to the limit, and then put myself and everyone in danger. For once, I did the responsible thing and sat this one out. Although it would have been nice to see Negan again and be the one to stab that smug look off his face.

Everyone came back safe and sound, thankfully. Maggie and Carol ended up kidnapped but took out the rest of Negan's crew. I was a little bummed that I missed out on the action, but I was feeling better.

Daryl was outside working on his bike that he finally gotten back after being stolen. I squinted my eyes as the bright morning sun bombarded them. The cup of coffee in my hand was passed to Daryl when he noticed me step outside. He looked at me quizzically since I didn't have a cup for myself.

"Yer not having none?" He asked, skeptically.

"Nah. I took a sip of yours and practically had to spit it out. It has to be the worst I ever made. I think I put too many grounds in because it's way too strong," I frowned.

"Tastes normal ta me," he commented as he took a sip.

"Yippee for you," I said sarcastically as I took a seat on our steps.

"Still not feelin' good?" Daryl asked as he sat next to me.

"I'm good," I reassured him. "I just have a tendency of pushing myself past my limits."

"Tell me somethin' I don't already know," he scoffed as he took another sip. I playfully bumped his shoulder causing him to spill some coffee. "Yer a pain. Y'know that?"

I simply just grinned at him. It seemed to falter as I saw Denise and Rosita approaching us. Something must be wrong. Quickly, I stood up in preps to head over to the clinic.

"What happened?" I hastily asked.

"Nothing! Nothing!" Denise reassured me. "I just wanted you guys to help me with something."

"With what?" Daryl gruffly asked as he too stood up.

"When I was leaving D.C., I passed an apothecary not too far from here. They could have drugs," Denise explained.

"How'd ya know they still got 'em?" My husband asked.

"It's not that far. I just wanna check. And you three aren't scavenging or pulling shifts..." The doctor trailed off.

"We'll go," Daryl agreed.

"I wanted to check. I just wanted to help," Denise insisted.

"How much time ya spent out there?" Daryl questioned as he gestured to the gates.

"Let her come," I encouraged him. "If the girl wants to get her feet wet, let her get her feet wet."

"Thank you," Denise smiled at me.

"Us Docs gotta stick together. When did you want to leave?" I asked the woman.

"Now, if possible?" She timidly asked.

"Let me grab my saber. Angel, could you grab the packs?" I asked him.

He followed me into the house as we grabbed our supplies. He was a little huffy. Probably because I disagreed with him.

"Ya think havin' her come with's a good idea?" He huffed.

"These people need to learn somehow and someway. At least she's willing to go out there. The others we practically have to drag out," I explained to him as I put the strap of my sheath over my head.

"She’s not ready," he tells me.

"Were any of us?" I questioned, which caused him to stay silent.

We walked back outside and joined the other two. The four of us ended up taking an older truck that wouldn't be missed. Daryl drove while the other two were in the cab with him. I sat holding on for dear life in the truck bed. Daryl had no clue how to drive a stick, and it was painfully obvious. The violent jerking started to give me motion sickness, and I almost threw up a few times. I was driving back for sure.

Only, we had to stop halfway due to a tree that fell in the road. We decided to walk the rest of the way. Denise was skiddish but obeyed our orders. It really seemed like she wanted to learn how to handle herself. I had no problem teaching and explaining things to her. Daryl and Rosita, on the other hand, were in a hurry to get this done with. They wanted Denise to stay back out of any threat of danger. I could tell this upset the woman, but she never voiced it.

As the others were loading up on the jackpot of medication we discovered in the apothecary, Denise wandered off into a room on the side. It was where the lone walker could be heard. I knew what she was doing. She was going to take out the walker to prove herself. I was going to let her. However, when she didn't return right away, I got slightly nervous. Slowly, I entered the room after her.

She was standing frozen in the middle of the room, staring straight ahead. What made this woman freeze? I followed her gaze and saw the words "Hush" written in red all over the wall. My eyes trailed down to the sink with dark Scarlet shaded water. A little foot was sticking out of the water. An undead infant.

A tearful gasp left my body as Denise shoved us out of the room. We tumbled into a shelf, knocking some glass over, causing a loud crash.

"What the hell?" Rosita cursed.

"Ya alright?" Daryl asked, concerned.

Tears rolled down my face as I continued to heave. How could someone do something like that? Even with the world gone to shit I would never think of hurting an innocent child. Let alone my very own. I could never.

I ignored them and quickly made my way outside for some fresh air. Bile had been building up in my throat since seeing the horrible scene. Once outside, I emptied all of the contents of my stomach. I've witnessed many horrors. My hands and body have been soaked in blood and gore while I had a stomach of steel. But seeing that - an innocent child, murdered due to the cruelty of this world. Forever being unrestful, undead. I couldn't handle it.

Denise and I stayed in mutual silence. Both of us mentally agreeing to not to speak of what we had just witnessed in order to help prevent us from breaking down. Daryl and Rosita joined us soon. He was concerned, but I brushed him off. I didn't want to talk about what I had just seen and how much the idea hurt and made me emotional.

We continued on our way back to Alexandria quietly. Daryl led the group with Rosita right behind him. I trailed the back next to Denise. She was still anxious being out in the open, but the further we went on, the more she relaxed. As we passed an abandoned car, she stopped. This caused me to slow down as well to see what she's up to.

"Hey! There's a cooler in here! It could have some stuff we could use," she called to the other two.

"We got what we came for," Rosita called back as she walked backward.

"Nah. C'mon! Let's keep going," Daryl informed as they continued on.

Denise stared at them in frustration and looked at me. I stayed still as we made eye contact. Was she really going to do it? There was a walker in the car that I could easily take out, but I wanted to see what she would do. When she realized I wasn't going to stop her, she rounded on the car.

The blonde opened the car door to be greeted by the growls of the dead. She reached for the cooler as the walker reached for her. The woman tried to stab its head, but it overpowered her and was drug out. The walker landed on top of her.

"Shit!" She called out. I moved to help her, but she stopped me. "No!" She yelled out. "I need to do this."

I stood back and halted Daryl and Rosita, who came to help. Denise was right. This was something she needed to do on her own. She didn't need to prove to us that she could do this, but rather herself. After some struggling, she managed to stab the walker and shove it off her. I beamed with pride.

"That's my girl," I grinned.

Denise stood up to face us while breathing heavily. She soon bent over and threw up. This caused her to groan when she realized she had puked on her glasses. With another huff, she stood back up and went after the cooler. She must have found something she liked when we heard her let out a laugh.

"What the hell was that?" Daryl yelled. "Ya could've died! Y'know that!?"

"Yeah, I do," Denise retaliated.

"Are you hearin' me?" Daryl growled.

"Who gives a shit!" Denise exclaimed. "You could have died killing those saviors, both of you, but you didn't. You wanna live, you take chances. That's how it works. That's what I did."

"Fer a couple of damn sodas?!" Daryl frowned.

"Nope. Just this one," Denise said smugly, as she held up an Orange Soda - Tara's favorite.

Rosita stomped after the doctor when she started to walk ahead.

"Are you seriously that stupid?" Rosita spat as she chased after the blonde.

"Hey, back off," I warned Rosita.

"Are you?" Denise shot back. "I mean it. Are you? Do you have any clue what that was to me? What this whole thing is to me? See, I have training in this shit. I'm not just making it up as I go along, like with the stitches and the surgery." She turned to Daryl. "I asked you to come with me because you remind me of my brother and sometimes make me feel safe." She turned to Rosita. "I wanted you here because you're alone. Probably for the first time in your life. And you -" She turned to me. "You are so brave and fearless, and I want to be more like you."

My heart squeezed at the compliment. She wanted to be more like me? Why? Why would anyone want to be more like me? I'm reckless and thoughtless. Rude, and bossy... sometimes, I wonder why Daryl is still with me.

"I could have gone with Tara. I could gave told her that I loved her, but I didn't," Denise went on. "Because I was afraid. That's what's stupid! Not coming out here. Not facing my shit. And it makes me sick that you guys aren't even trying because you're strong and you're smart and you're all really good people! And if you don't wake... up..."

A painful gasp left my throat as I watched a bolt pierce right through Denise's eye, causing her brain to lag. I reached out and grabbed her body as it started to fall. I gently laid it to the ground as bullets and gunfire rained around me. I made a break for the trees to take cover. I only had my saber, and it wasn't a match for the bullets. The old saying was true - you never bring a knife to a gun fight.

Daryl seemed to recognize the attackers. The lead ginger even had his crossbow! These must be the people who highjacked his stuff not too long ago. It turns out they had Eugene and Abraham. Thankfully, Eugene caused a distraction by biting the ginger's nuts for us to get the upper hand. When I took out my saber and went to go after them, they took off into the forest. Daryl and I wanted to go after him, but it turns out one of those assholes shot Eugene in the side as they were leaving. We had to get him back to Alexandria, which unfortunately forced us to leave Denise's body behind for the time being.

Eugene was very lucky. The bullet only grazed him, which meant some stitches and rest. Even though he wasn't badly injured, I needed to stay behind and monitor him. It was my job as the only doctor left. Daryl and the others went to retrieve Denise's body. After her burial, Daryl only stopped in for a moment before disappearing again.

I knew what he was doing. He was tracking down those bastards who killed Denise. Not only because she was one of us. No, it was because he blamed himself. He believed it was his fault because he didn't kill those guys during their first encounter. Because they used his crossbow to do it. Because he should have never let her go in the first place.

No matter how many times I tried to tell him that this wasn't his fault, he wouldn't listen. He was determined to get revenge. And if that man was good at anything, it was successfully achieving whatever he set his mind to. There was no way I could stop him.

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Drinking

I remember when my intuition told me Erik was dead. The same feeling is what I had when in between awake and asleep; when Erik verbatim said that Matt, my ex bf passed away...I've been drinking everyday for nearly a week. Had nursed a few hangovers too. Fun fucking shit.

It feels almost the same; I'm crying, drinking, avoiding talking about it...But today I went for an almost 2 hr walk. It didn't help. Every time I listen to certain songs, I'm seeing us jamming and right now, I don't want to see that.

It's funny I kind if have a whole band on the other side.

We jam all the time. Matt played keys when he was alive, Alex played the drums, and Erik on guitar. I played bass guitar. It's become such a habit that every time I hear a song we play, my mind goes there. Today I tried very hard not to invision Matt with us. Besides, most songs on our jam list don't have keys. The thought of Matt just being there at all makes me upset.

I thought going for a walk would clear my head but it didn't. I came home tired and ready for a shower. That's just about it. I can't stay cooped up inside drinking and getting high. I've even worked and watched Netflix. Im feeling the only peace I get is just to sleep. Then there's this motivation to get in better shape. I can't be this overweight for long. It's affecting my health. I gotta get back in shape and work on music with the band but I just lack all the motivation.

2 years ago yesterday, Matt asked me to be his gf.

I remember it. I thought sure, why not? I mean both of us were homeless and we needed each other. Now, looking back, I've talked it over several times with the frustration over his obsession with his toxic ex. So I gave up on Matt and just did my own thing while in Texas. I felt used by Matt who I helped so much.

I didn't feel appreciated because against my predictions, he continued to contact her (the toxic ex) and when my predictions were right he ignored it. He went to Wisconsin to move in with a chick he met online. I warned him about her too. Something wasn't right. Turned out I was right and I had already moved to Washington. There was nothing I could do for him. Naturally I gave him the "I told you so" shit. Asked him to worry about futhering himself instead of needing a women in his life all the time. He didn't listen to me of course.

I came to terms I was being used by him but he apologized and said several times he appreciated me and missed me very much. His apologies were enough. I figured something must have happened to make him want to suddenly have this moment of clarity.

Now he's dead I guess Matt knows the kind of BS he dragged me through.

I'm happy that he's seen how much strife he gave me. Anger? Try Pissed-the-fuck-off for size. Constantly having to babysit him. Why I cared so much is because he reminded me of Erik in some small ways. I felt like I was doing what I failed to do. Just like Erik, Matt died anyway. I guess I used him as much as he used me. To be honest, I loved him but I only loved the fact that being with him almost felt like Erik.

I remember sitting with Matt on some steps of some abandoned building in Waco, TX. I think we were high or whatever. I looked at him straight in the eyes and told him I loved him for who he was. It wasn't true. I wasn't talking to Matt, I was talking to Erik. So I guess Matt knows that too. Two wrongs don't make a right. Maybe he knew what I was subconsciously doing and his way of payback was to piss me the fuck off. I honestly don't care. It changes nothing. Matt was still a friend to me. I remember the day I first saw him. It's ingrained in my head.

I was at a shelter in florida when I saw Matt being taken away in cuffs at the gate.

Peeking behind the corner, I saw this buff dude that I used to call "the unibomber" guy because he carried a backpack all the time, wore hoodies over his ball cap and shades over his eyes. He always looked mysterious. I like puzzles and interesting people. I glanced over to watch the police get him inside the car. He was hospitalized in a psych ward.

The reason was fucked up. Long story short, he told me he was basically raped. The shelter stands in a city known for its gays/lesbians. Matt wasn't a bad looking guy. I believed him when he shared with me the traumatic stories. I sat with him and just listened. He needed someone to believe him. So at the shelter from time to time I'd sit with him, go for walks and I'd like to believe that he knew I was genuinely just trying to help. I wanted to care for someone and he was just another I started to babysit.

The other Matthew at the shelter left. Turned out to be a psycho, so I cut him loose and he left the like a big baby because I called him out on his psychotic bullshit. His rich parents kicked him out to teach him a lesson. He was really disturbed and he hated that I knew it. Several times he'd say some hurtful shit just because I didn't want to be his gf. Pulled the "don't talk to other guys" shit and I don't play that game. I talk to whoever I fucking want. I don't like insecure men. Fuck that.

I'm not going to be that person anymore.

Josh is left. We've been friends since early 2009, it's a bit late to cut ties. Of course Josh is having a hard time right now and I'm doing the best I can to be there for him while I am functioning at 75%. I'm so tired of caring and getting shit on in one way or another. All I ask is to be listened to and to be appreciated. Thankfully Matt did and so does Josh. He tells me all the time. I just don't know how well I'll handle things if Josh goes too.

😘💕 Good night yall!

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Mystic Sisters- Ch.18 On the Run

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Hikari's Pov

I sat next to Yua on the train headed towards Yokohama. We left the church early this morning. Neither one of us knew where we were going. We decided to go somewhere so we can figure out what to do. We just had to be away from our parents. That night after everything that happened Yua still tried to reason with Dad.

"Dad" Yua pleaded, grabbing his shirt sleeve. "I just want you to listen to me for once. There's weird things happening to Hikari and I-."

'Go to bed. I'm too tired to deal with this." He deadpanned, snatching his shirt from Yua's grip. There was no emotion on his face and no sincerity in his voice.  I watched him walk past her up to his bedroom.

"Too tired to care about your kids huh? It's like you don't want us here." Yua whispered.

"It'd be easier wouldn't it?" He snapped from the top of the stairs. Maybe things would be easier if we didn't adopt you two. You were suspicious about living her since day one. If it wasn't for you mom I would have given you back."

I shook Yua, waking her up from her slumber. She opened her eyes and yawned. The train stopped and we quickly got off the train. We found a small hotel nearby that was next to a convenience store. We stopped there first to stock up on food and water. Getting back to our room I plopped down on the bed. I took my phone out and stared at the wallpaper. There were no new messages or missed

"No calls or texts?" Yua asked, laying down next to me. I shook my head tossing my phone beside me.

"We left yesterday and our so-called parents don't even care. I would say I'm shocked but I'm really not."

Yua and I ate breakfast that consisted of juice and pancakes. After we ate I took a shower. I took off my jacket and shivered because of how cold the room was. I pulled off my beanie and tossed it in the pile of my clothes on the bathroom floor. Something about it felt off. I quickly turned back and picked the beanie up. This wasn't mine. It was Akio's. I guess when I was packing I grabbed his hat and not mine. I shook my head, placing Akio's beanie on the bathroom counter. Yua isnt gonna let me hear the end of this is she?  When I came out of the shower Yua was under the blankets snoring loudly. There was a chair by the window so I decided to sit there and read for awhile. Well attempt to read over my sister's snoring. The sky was gray and cloudy. It looked like it could rain or maybe even snow. A few minutes later it started to rain. I watched the rain fall down and leave droplets on the window. I ran my fingers over the cold glass turning the water into frozen ice. Placing my palm on the window it started to heat up and immediately melt. The window turned hot making me move my hand back. What don't tell me I have fire powers now? The room was cold so I grabbed a blanket off the bed and wrapped myself in it. Before I knew it I had fallen asleep.

Yua's pov

I sat at the edge of the lake watching the ducks take a late night swim. The moonlight beamed down on the water beautifully.

"Yua you're gonna freeze" Haru said from behind me, making me jump. He wrapped his jacket around me and sat beside me. He was still dressed in his training gear meaning he must have just gotten back.

"What are you doing out here anyways? It's late."

"Feeding the ducks."  I told him handing him the bag of bread crumbs. He tossed a hand full and the ducks gathered around. It was silent between us but it was a comfortable silence. The only sound came from the ducks happily eating.

"Still thinking about what your mom said?" Haru finally said. I nodded bringing my knees to my chest.

"It's a lot of responsibility. Taking care of my sister and one day taking over the kingdom. I don't know if I'm ready for that yet.

"Well I know once you fully turn you'll be ready. I can already see it when we train?

"Yeah?" I questioned turning to look at him. He nodded. "Your parent's see it too. You've already learned so much. Don't stress about it. When it's time you'll do fine. Plus you have Hikari and I." He smiled.

"Yeah but you're the only one that Will remember any of this" I laughed. "Even when I do see you again I won't know who you are."

"You'll remember one day too. Once you get your memories back you'll remember everything. Including this moment now.  that part was true. One day we'll all be able to come back to the castle. There won't be people coming after Hikari and I. Well if they do we'll be ready for them.

I woke up to the sound of rain hitting the window. It was pouring rain. Checking the time on my phone it was 4:52pm. I closed my eyes trying to process the dream I just had.

"Hikari?" I called out. She didn't respond so I sat up and noticed she wasn't in bed with me. I saw her sleep in the chair with the blanket falling off. I picked the blanket off the floor and wrapped her in it. She stirred a little in her sleep mumbling something.

"Hm?" I asked.

"Akio..." she mumbled again.

"So first you steal his hat and now you're having dreams about him" I smirked.

I laid back in the bed starving up at the ceiling. This dream was just like the last one. This time everything was more clear. Maybe what I was seeing was a memory. Everything about it seemed real. Plus Haru and I talked about me not being able to remember. What wouldn't I remember? That night? Or was there more? The last time I tried to talk to Haru about it he got defensive. Maybe that's why. He mentioned that I would start to remember. Did he not want me to? I knew then but now I know he's not telling me something. It would make sense with the way he's been acting lately.

"I knew he was lying."

"Who?" Hikari asked. I opened my eyes and she was standing over me. I grabbed the pillow next to me hitting her in the head with it.

"Why are you watching me sleep?"

"Why'd you hit me?" She pouted.

"Why are you having dreams about Akio?" I shot back.

"What?"

I cocked my head to the side grinning at her, she rolled her eyes and picked up the pillow hitting me with it. After hitting me she sat down across from me. I sat up while Hikari stared at me.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"I'm hungry" I signed, grabbing my phone. "You're always hungry

"Sushi"? She nodded smiling happily.

Riyoshi Pov

"Where the hell are they?!" Haru growled giving Akio and I a death glare. He tried his best to be intimidating but he wasn't. Honestly I don't know what Yua sees in this guy.

"We told you we don't have them.'' I said, stepping closer.

"I don't believe you. Now tell me or get your ass beat."

I chuckled and looked back at Akio. "Do you hear this guy."

"Yea he's pretty delusional and persistent." The younger one said in an annoyed tone.

"Aye! I'm right here and I can hear you." Haru walked up to me grabbing my collar. "Tell me where they are." he demanded.

"So you're like the bodyguard? You suck man, Like legit who trained you?"

I must have pissed him off as his face scrunched up and he launched me as far as he could but his throw had no aggression whatsoever. I landed on my two feet easily. "Now you pissed me off."

"Yo Riyoshi we are really wasting our time on this dude. I kicked his ass like a week and a half ago so imagine what you could do."

I sighed in irritation. "Don't ruin this man I need to let off a little steam anyway." Akio put his hands up and backed up as if I needed more space.

"Ahh lil tough guy huh. Your mommy teach you that?" Haru taunted.

"What are you 11." I said as I pulled at least 5 daggers out of my weapons belt "Any Last words buddy?"

"Yea. I'm not your buddy" Haru spat.

"That attitude makes me wanna shoot you instead but I have no wooden bullets for you today."I sucked my teeth mad at myself. "Too bad you'll die slower I guess." I shrugged then launched all 5 daggers at him.  He dodged a couple of them but since I'm savage I threw a few extra that he didn't see. Hitting him in both legs,his Right ankle, his chest and face.

These hits weren't fatal but he won't realize that till later. I ran up and kicked the dagged further into his chest and watched him fall to the ground groaning in pain and eventually passing out. "Damn that was quick"

"He might get back up, he had more fight in him when I was up against him."

"You didn't launch 5 daggers into his pressure points though. And the one in his face will definitely leave a scar.

"Did that one for fun."

"You really scare me sometimes man." Akio said with a straight face "he's not dead tho. I thought you were gonna kill him."

"Nah I really wanna shoot him so he'll have to wait till I finish carving bullets for that."

"Why do you wanna use weapons so bad?"

"Because I cant use them on Levi and I really wanna shoot him."

"Makes sense." Akio nodded in understanding and turned his attention to the knocked out vampire.

"That is just sad. Imagine being that weak Amelia would have our head for a failure this bad."

"You're thinking about Amelia, I'm thinking about our big boss, imagine that."

"You're right. That's worse."

"Let's go find those girls. It's about time we get your favorite hat back." I told him in a stern voice.

"Why is your anger suddenly directed at me?"

"No reason. But if you fuck this up just remember." I motioned my arms as if they were around his neck. "Remember this?"

Akio gulped "That's not right."

I tapped him on his shoulder. "You make the final decision so don't be scared yet." before walking away like I didn't just threaten to put him in a death hold while he stared at me in disbelief.