#and that means hes robbing houses during the day/late evening bc the night is for homework and stress

[luxaofhesperides]

Can I please have meet cute/weird with mistaken villain! Danny (but really just a engineer and or chem student) and the one being put on investigation cause Danny is a day villain(not really)! Duke

Technically, Danny Fenton is innocent. Technically. 

Duke wants to give him the benefit of the doubt, especially since he’s having so much trouble finding solid evidence that Danny is stealing from a wide variety of people, but he’s been burned before by trying to see people as better than they were. It doesn’t change the fact that Oracle’s cameras keep spotting Danny right before a building on the street is broken into and something stolen. He’s always just walking down the sidewalk; no one has spotted him entering or exiting a building, but he’s around far too often to be unconnected to these burglaries. 

It doesn’t help that strange, petty crimes have been on the rise since Danny first arrived in Gotham. 

So.

Danny Fenton is technically innocent.

Duke is trying to prove that he’s not. 

Maybe I’m looking too closely, he thinks, going over Danny’s sparse file in the Hatch. Maybe Danny’s only one person in a bigger operation.

He could just be the lookout, the runner, the information gatherer who marks which buildings to hit. He may even be the scapegoat, the sacrificial lamb; Danny has no support in Gotham, no family, no job. There would be no one to help him if he got arrested or injured in a fight. He’s a freshman college student from Illinois who should be unprepared for life in Gotham but is somehow managing to survive like a native. 

There’s a lot about Danny that doesn’t add up. 

Duke has seen plenty of different people since he first went out as the Signal. He’s tried to be kind and give people the benefit of the doubt, but it leads to his loved ones being put in danger. Some people are truly evil, some working on a malicious agenda, some are misguided in their beliefs, and some are desperate people who see no other way to move forward.

He’s not sure yet which on Danny is, but he’s hoping Danny is just desperate and needs a little help to get out of a life of crime.

Which leads to the next problem: Duke has no idea what Danny is steal, or why. He hits both rich and poor folks, civilians and members of the mob, and once, notably, stole something right out of Cobblepot’s office. Allegedly, at least, since no one saw him enter or exit the office, not even the security cameras. 

But added to the whispers going around about a new group in Gotham snatching people up from the streets, and some strange green substances found in warehouses often raided by police for the frequent drug labs that pop up in them… 

It doesn’t look good for Danny. Especially when a few of the items he stole were found where people either vanished or where that green substance has been found.

A week of analysis in the Batcave and they still don’t know what it is. 

Both Damian and Jason suspected Lazarus water, but the composition was completely different. By the look of the molecular structure, it shouldn’t have been in a liquid form at all. 

All these findings lead back to one person who may have answers: Danny Fenton.

According to Tim, who’s already broken into Danny’s dorm room and checked over all the labs he has classes in, Danny has some concerning items in his possession. Various inventions and little metal knick-knacks put together by a practiced hand. He was also the one to find all the information that went into Danny’s file when it was first being made: social media posts, school report cards, news articles about his parents… everything. 

And then he had an emergency mission to take with the Titans that swept him out of Gotham leaving Duke to tackle this investigation on his own. 

He doesn’t have Tim’s natural skill in stalking and invading privacy. He hates breaking into people’s spaces and following them around, but needs must and he has to force himself to work through the discomfort. 

It’s a good thing he did, too. Danny’s leaving his dorm after his last afternoon class, hood up to hide his face and something held in the front pocket of his hoodie. He ducks around people on the sidewalk easily, almost as if he’s gliding through the crowd instead of walking. 

Duke follows from above, bending the light around him to hide him from sight. 

He walks for some time, weaving through alleys and streets as if he’s been in Gotham his whole life, leaving behind the university campus to head towards Otisberg. There’s something strange about the way Danny walks, as if he’s moving around people who aren’t there, guided by something Duke can’t hear. Even using his meta abilities doesn’t do much beyond show him where Danny’s going to be in the next few seconds. 

He continues to follow Danny on the rooftops, walking along the edge to keep him in sight. 

Then Danny stops behind an apartment building and tilts his head back to look up at it. He tilts his head to the side, then nods and looks around the empty alley. Duke crouches down, keeping his eyes on Danny in the hopes of catching him in the act—

Danny disappears.

Duke curses under his breath and jumps down from the roof, putting more strength into his abilities as soon as his feet touch the ground. 

The space where Danny was has a faint outline, oddly enough. He’s never seen that before. From it is a semi-transparent trail, smoke-like and a pale green leading into the building. It goes straight into a wall, as if Danny walked through it.

He can’t go in and search the entire apartment, but he can grapple up and take a look into the hallways to see where Danny’s heading. If he was looking up, then that’s where he should be heading. 

It doesn’t take any effort to scale the building. There are ledges and windowsills and plenty of handholds for him to propel himself off of, and paired with his powers, Duke is able to find the correct floor in just under two minutes. 

The green smoke slowly dances through the air of the ninth floor, on the east side of the building. If he’s been counting the rooms correctly, then the target of tonight’s burglary has to be apartment 924. 

The curtains are drawn on the window he makes his way over to, and his abilities don’t show him anything helpful for the immediate future. He hates going in blind, especially to a civilian’s home, but capturing Danny takes priority. Duke picks the lock and slides the window up slowly, making sure it stays quiet, then slips into an empty bedroom. 

He makes his way out into the hallway on silent feet, keeping a wary eye on the thin smoke strands of green, curling along the walls. The rest of the apartment is empty as well, pale sunlight slanting across the floor through the blinds. 

Everything is still and silent. Danny’s nowhere to be found. 

Did he miss Danny leaving, somehow? Was this a misdirect to get him out of the way while Danny stole from another location? Did he know Duke was following him?

But no, his ears pick up on the faint sound of clothes rustling. 

Cautiously, Duke turns towards the front door, where the door to the coat closet is open. He focuses on what’s going to happen in the next twenty seconds and sees Danny panic, then disappear from sight again, but a transparent outline of his body is visible just enough to show him where he runs to. Best not to spook him; Duke pulls at the light around him and bends it to hide him from sight.

Then he moves along the wall, getting around the open door without bumping into anyone or anything. 

A figure in front of the coats, shoving them to the side roughly, flickers in and out of view, almost like a reflection in water, distorted by ripples on the surface. 

Danny pops back into visibility suddenly, scowling at the coats. “Are you sure it’s in here?” he asks the empty air. 

There is no answer, but Danny acts like there is. He rolls his eyes and says, “It’s a favor. That I’m doing for you. I can literally stop right now and you wouldn’t be able to stop me.” He shoves aside another heavy winter coat, then sighs. “Why don’t you look for it, and then tell me where it is.”

He steps back and bumps into Duke.

Danny whirls around, eyes wide, and blast of green light has Duke crashing back into the wall, trying to blink spots out of his eyes. 

“Wait!” he yells, grabbing for Danny before he can run off. “I just wanna talk!”

“Standing right behind me like a serial killer does not make you look like someone who wants to talk!” Danny yells back, slipping through his hands like mist. 

“I just have a few questions!”

“Well, I have a question: why?!”

“Will you hold still, we’re being too loud!”

Danny escapes to the other side of the apartment, next to a window looking fully prepared to fling himself out of it. But he does stop yelling, so Duke is counting it as a success.

“Why is the Signal coming after me?” Danny asks, glaring at him suspiciously.

“Dude,” Duke says, “You’ve been seen outside of every single building that’s had a burglary since you first arrived in Gotham. All the Bats are after you, they just sent me because I’m the only one active during the day.”

“All the Bats?” Danny repeats, losing what little color he had in his face.

He looks legitimately scared, pale enough to be concerning, and Duke drops his guard and tries to relax the tension in the apartment. “I’m not gonna turn you into the cops or anything. I just had questions and you seem like the most likely person to have answers. That’s it.”

Danny still looks wary, ready to run at a moment’s notice, but he doesn’t leave when Duke approached casually, leaning his weight against the couch. 

“So,” he begins, “What’s the deal with all the thievery? It’s rarely something super rare or expensive.”

There’s a long few minutes where Danny doesn’t answer, looking anywhere but at Duke. Then he twitches a bit and glares off to the side, and says, “I taking items that are contaminated with ectoplasm to help ghosts move through the veil and leave Gotham.”

That tells him nothing! That just gives Duke more questions! But at least it’s an answer, the first one any of them have got.

“I think you’re gonna have to explain a little more.”

“Ghosts are real, alright?”

“Yes.”

Danny stops. Squints at him. “What do you mean, ‘yes’?”

“Ghosts are real,” Duke repeats, “There are a few who help heroes or are heroes themselves, but that’s more on the magic side of things so I’m not super familiar with it.”

“Magic,” Danny says slowly. “Sure, alright. Um. Yes, ghosts are real. And there are a ton in Gotham who need help moving on, but they’re too weak to get past the veil. Something about Gotham has made the veil super strong, so they need a little boost to get through. Additional ectoplasm bonded helps with that.”

“And that’s why you’re stealing random things?”

“The ghosts I help can kind of sense ectoplasm-infused things, but they need me to grab them since they can’t hold anything without a physical body.”

Duke nods slowly. “Okay, that’s starting to answer some things. We have found those objects in the last places missing people were seen. Any idea what’s going on with that?”

“Yeah, those people were already dead.”

The way Danny says the most concerning answers as if they’re nothing is really throwing Duke off his game. He was expecting to be calm and serious to keep Danny from freaking out too much and look like a legitimate hero. But as soon as Danny started talking, all his nerves fell away and Duke is left grasping for composure. 

“They were…”

“They were ghosts, yeah. And they needed to get through the veil. But they were also able to possess their own bodies and didn’t realize they were dead until I had to break the news to them, which is why it looks like living people just up and disappeared.”

“Okay… What about the green stuff we’ve been finding?”

“Ectoplasm.” Danny holds up a hand and a neon green light surrounds it. Except it looks more solid than light, as if it can be touched, and it moves on its own like fire around Danny’s fingers. “It’s what ghosts are made of.”

Oh. If Danny has ectoplasm, does that mean…

“Are you dead?” Duke asks, heart dropping. 

Instead of looking upset about the question, or even disturbed by it, Danny just shrugs and waves his hand back and forth. “A little.”

“Okay, so let me get this straight,” Duke says, trying to resist the urge to rub his temples. It’s a habit he didn’t mean to pick up from Batman, and it would just look silly with his helmet in the way. “You’re just doing all this to help ghosts?”

“Yeah. Basically. They asked for help man, of course I was going to help them.”

Danny’s a good person. He’s just a good person to ghosts. But this is good news either way, and he can let the others know that Danny isn’t the next Catwoman and is entirely unconnected from any drug production. Everything that made him look like a criminal is just the fault of ghosts. 

“Speaking of,” Danny continues, “Looks like they found what they need, so I’m going to grab that real quick.” He pushes off of the wall and heads for the closet again, moving past Duke without any fear. Duke follows, keeping a few feet of distance between them so Danny doesn’t feel trapped, and watches as he shoves aside the coats again and pulls a shoebox out of the depths of the closet. From it, he takes a single intricate lace headband and holds it up.

It looks normal, if a little old, but when Danny sends ectoplasm through it, the lace lights up and holds the glow. 

He pulls some strange contraption out of his pocket and holds it up to the headband. It makes a few beeps, then Danny mutters, “7.4 millisieverts. That’s enough to get you through the veil.”

Another concern Duke can let go of: Danny’s not creating weapons like his parents have, he’s just measuring ectoplasm through his own inventions. 

Maybe he could talk to Bruce or Tim about getting Danny an internship at the R&D lab in Wayne Enterprises? That way they could keep a closer eye on him while seeing what he can create in some of the best laboratories in the country.

Well, it might take having them meet Danny before they trust him enough for that, but Duke is sure he can make it happen. 

“I better go see this through, then,” Danny says, shoving the contraption back into his hoodie pocket. He gives Duke a small awkward wave, then pops out of visibility. “I’ll see you around, I guess?” he disembodied voice hedges, and Duke smiles.

“I’m sure I’ll be able to find you again.”

“Cool. I gonna go now!” 

He doesn’t see any sign that Danny’s left, but he gets a feeling that he’s alone now, the apartment suddenly emptier than it was before. 

As strange and concerning as Danny and all his bizarre actions were, Duke is glad he was able to finally talk to him and get some answers. Knowing how Gotham pulls people him in, it’s only a matter of time before the other Bats are exposed to Danny’s kind of strange. He’s already looking forward to it. 

For now, though, he has a file to update in the Hatch; POTENTIAL THREAT will be removed and replaced with GHOST HELPER. 

If anyone goes snooping into his files and gets confused, then that’s their problem. Duke’s explained enough. And Danny can take care of the rest, once they go through the effort of tracking him down. Duke's done his part, he's ready for the rest of them to step up to his level.

He can’t wait to see what other kind of trouble Danny can get it into.

[ashwhowrites]

Steve and her sister (Reader) taking the kids to trick or treat, bc Miss Byers asked them after what happened with Will, so Steve asks Robin and Eddie to come with them, but Reader is really nervous and Steve can tell something's going on, but he doesn't asks, after some days, Steve, Rob and Reader are at Family Video when Eddie shows up and the mood changes quickly, so then Steve asks Y/N what was happening between them and she tells him that she and Eddie had sex at a Halloween party, some days ago and they haven't talked abt it since it happened. After a week of classes and work, Y/N is invited to Chrissy Cunningham's Halloween party, and she goes with Robin and Steve, and there she sees Eddie and Chrissy and she thinks that he played with her, and she ends up getting out of the party crying and Steve and Robin are searching her inside the house but Eddie heard about not having a clue about where Y/N was, so he goes outside and he sees Y/N crying, she was dressed as a princess, she looked very cute, so he puts his jacket on her shoulders, and they started talking and reader tells Eddie that she thought that he liked her, but then she saw him with Chrissy, but Eddie kisses her and tells her that she's just buying from him, and that he wants to be with Y/N and he would even fight with Steve just to prove that to her, and she just laughs and they kiss and Steve and Robin were exiting the house and saw that, and they decided to pretend they didn't saw anything, so they entered again until they weren't kissing

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So! The timeline you provided is a little out of order, since trick or treating happens on Halloween. So Chrissy's party is the same day, and I just cut out the video store moment. I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it! Thank you for requesting <3

Happy October

Princess and the prince?

Y/N and Steve got dragged into taking the kid's trick or treating. Steve didn't mind going, but Y/N was on edge the second Steve said he asked Robin and Eddie. Y/N hanging out with her brother's friends was normal, but lately, things have gotten awkward between her and Eddie.

Y/N didn't tell anyone, but she and Eddie hooked up recently at a Halloween party. And she hasn't heard a word from Eddie since. She wasn't sure what to say but his ghosting made her feel like she shouldn't say anything at all.

Steve knew his sister more than anyone. And he could see her nervously twitching throughout the night. Steve wasn't sure what caused her to be so nervous. He figured it had something to do with Robin or Eddie since she was perfectly fine before they arrived.

~~~

Chrissy's tradition was to throw a Halloween party on the night of Halloween. No matter what day of the week it landed on. Right after Steve and Y/N got all the kids back home, it was their turn to dress up and head to the party.

As Steve drove to the party, he looked over at Y/N. She fiddled with her puffy pink dress and the way she picked at the crown in her lap.

"Want to tell me what's going on?" Steve asked, he left it alone during trick or treating. He didn't want to put her on the spot in front of the kids. But it was just the two of them.

"What do you mean?" Y/N rushed out, looking over and Steve then back to the road.

"You've been nervous since Robin and Eddie showed up. Did something happen between you and Robin? A fight? She didn't seem awkward. So is it Eddie?" Steve noticed the way she jolted hearing his name.

"Okay, so it's Eddie. What happened with Eddie?" Steve asked. He tried to remember how Eddie acted a few hours ago, but he seemed normal. He spent most of his time talking with Dustin, which was normal.

"You know that party I went to last week?" Y/N asked.

Steve remembered her coming home, she seemed excited and a little drunk.

"Well, Eddie and I kinda hooked up." She admitted. Steve quickly pulled over, throwing his car in park as he turned to look at her.

"You had sex with Eddie Munson?" Steve gagged, Y/N rolled her eyes and gave Steve a light shove.

"No wonder you are depressed." Steve teased, feeling accomplished as a small laugh left her lips. But it was only for a second before she fell back to her nervous state.

"And tonight was the first time I've seen him since. We haven't talked about it, he hasn't called and even tonight he avoided me. I'm nervous about being around him because now it's different!" Y/N ranted, slamming her hands down on her puffy dress.

"What an ass," Steve growled, but he could put aside his anger for Eddie for Y/N.

"Look, you are dressed as a princess right now. And I know princesses are all about getting their prince charming and blah. But you don't need him. If he was man enough to sleep with you, then he should be man enough to call you. He's a coward. He's like the nasty green frog in the story." Steve tried to explain.

"The frog turns into the prince, Steve." Y/N corrected, a teasing smirk on her face as Steve groaned.

"Oh, whatever! All I'm saying is don't be upset because of him. His loss." Steve said, leaning over to hug her. Y/N wrapped her arms around Steve and gave him a slight squeeze. A small thank you in his ear.

~~~

Y/N decided to listen to Steve's words and not let Eddie affect her. It was just sex, if Eddie could move on, then she could too.

She placed her crown on her head, and a smile on her face. Excitement in her body as she saw Robin.

"A princess, how fitting." Robin complimented, a smile on her face.

"Are you...Steve?" Y/N asked, her eyes taking in Robin's work uniform but her name switched for Steve's. A wig on her head to add the extra length and volume of hair.

"I am!" Robin cheered. Quickly copying Steve's stance as his hands were on his hips, judging her costume.

Y/N laughed as Robin and Steve argued behind her. She walked into the party, the music was loud and she could barely see a thing. Smoke filled the air and the smell of liquor filled her nose.

"DRINKS!" Robin cheered, grabbing Y/N's hand and running to the kitchen.

Y/N laughed as she tried to run in her heels, her dress smacking people as she ran through. Robin poured their drinks and Y/N let her eyes take in the room. She eyed everyone's costumes then she landed on Chrissy. She was dressed as a mermaid, and her costume fit her well. Then she saw who was next to her. It was Eddie. He wasn't in costume, but yet came to a costume party.

Y/N had a good feeling he showed up since it was Chrissy. They looked to be having a long conversation, their faces getting closer and closer with each word. She could hear Chrissy's giggles and Eddie's deep chuckle.

"Are you gonna be sick?" Robin asked panicked, she looked over Y/N, who looked pale and sweaty.

"I think I need air." Y/N rushed out, fanning herself as she went to walk out of the kitchen.

"Y/N!" she heard her name coming from Chrissy's lips. She looked over her shoulder to see Chrissy waving her over, a huge smile on her face. But Y/N could only focus on Eddie standing behind her. His brown eyes stared right back at her with no emotion on his face.

Y/N truly felt like she was going to be sick, she picked up her dress and ran outside. Not caring who she smacked into.

Robin panicked as she lost her in the crowd. Immediately searching for Steve. Chrissy and Eddie followed behind Robin.

"DID YOU SEE WHERE SHE WENT?" Steve yelled over the loud music, Robin shook her head no.

"I CALLED HER NAME AND SHE RAN," Chrissy explained. Eddie stood next to her, and Steve's eyes landed on him.

"DID SHE SEE YOU?" Steve asked his eyes on Eddie and Eddie only. Both girls looked over to Eddie confused. Not sure why seeing Eddie would make her run.

But Eddie didn't say a word. He zipped up his jacket and walked through the party.

"MUNSON!" Steve yelled but he didn't turn around. The girls looked to Steve confused but he shook his head.

Eddie bit his lip as he walked out. He had a good feeling he was the reason she ran out, and he knew Steve knew why. Eddie wasn't sure who he was more afraid of seeing at the moment.

He quickly went down the steps and looked around for her pink dress. He spotted her on the curb by the street. He took a deep breath and walked over to her. Once he was close enough, he could hear her crying and the way her arms wrapped around herself.

Eddie unzipped his jacket, softly placing it on her shoulders and taking a seat next to her. He tried to swallow the hurt when she moved over, putting space between them.

"Everyone is searching for you in there," Eddie said, resting his hands on his knees as he looked over at her.

Her face was wet and mascara smeared. But Eddie still thought she looked gorgeous. She didn't answer, both sitting in silence. Her eyes were ahead and his eyes were on her.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Eddie asked, his voice cautious.

"About what?" She sniffled, she hated the way his jacket warmed her. She didn't want to find any other reason to be connected to him.

"Why did you run out?" Eddie asked, he turned his body to face her, his right hand reaching out to softly land on her knee.

"Why didn't you call?" She asked, dodging his question to ask her own.

"Because I was running from it." Eddie shrugged. But his words did nothing to make her feel better.

"Running from the mistake?" She asked, finally looking at him. His soft eyes looked at her so gently. Why didn't his words match his eyes?

"Of course not. You are not a mistake," Eddie explained. "I'm a freak, Y/N. It's social suicide to be involved with me. And I was scared that if we talked about it, you'd tell me you regretted it and didn't want to see each other anymore. It was easier to run from it than to have you admit it. I'm sorry for being such a coward." He explained, his insecurities shown through his voice.

"Oh Eddie," she cooed, landing her hand on top of his. "I didn't regret it and I don't care what people think. I like you. I liked you before we had sex, and that's why it killed me to go radio silence on each other. I thought you liked me, then you didn't say anything and now you were here with Chrissy. Not even bothering to dress up which means you probably came here just to see her."

"I'm not here with Chrissy. I wasn't even planning on coming but she wanted me to do some deals. That's why I'm not dressed up, I came here to work. There's nothing between her and I. Not like what we have." Eddie said, moving closer as he dipped his head down to be even with her.

"And what do we have?" Y/N whispered, her eyes looking down to his lips and then back up to his eyes. Her mind replayed the night they spent together. His lips on her skin, his fingers inside of her, and his whispers into her ear. How she moaned his name like a prayer, how easily he fit inside of her, how her thighs clenched around him. The way he felt inside of her as his tongue tangled with hers.

"This." He whispered, his lips on hers as he grabbed her body, moving her on his lap. Her skin was hot under his touch. He kissed her harder as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, one hand in his hair and the other on his chest. She could feel his heart racing underneath her touch. His hands slipped underneath her dress, his fingertips ghosting her thighs.

Steve and Robin made it outside, and to their surprise they found her. Well, they found her on top of Eddie as they made out like no one could see them.

"And to think, I thought his ass just left," Steve admitted, Robin smirked as she watched the two put on a show.

"We better leave them to it." Robin said, grabbing Steve's hand to bring him inside.

"I feel like I'm supposed to beat his ass for groping my sister in public." Steve shuttered in disgust but Robin kept pulling him inside.

After a few minutes, Y/N pulled back. Sucking in as much air as she could.

"That was...wow." Eddie coughed, squirming on the curb.

Y/N noticed his flushed face and the way he kept shifting. A smirk on her face as she stood up. Eddie's hand went down to cover his lap as he stood up.

"Thank you for explaining everything. I appreciate it." Y/N said, kissing his lips softly.

Eddie hummed and tried to deepen the kiss once more but she pulled away with a teasing smile.

"Not so fast. I have a party to attend." She said, fixing her crown and dress.

"Care to have a date?" Eddie asked, holding out his arm with a small bow.

"Gonna be Prince charming?" She joked, hooking her arm with his.

"Anything for you, Princess." He said with a wink. Arms hooked together as they walked back into the party.

"He's not so bad after all," Robin said, watching as the new couple laughed.

"I'm still going to kill him." Steve growled.

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[vennilavee]

parental moments: two

to build a home masterlist

Pairing: levi x reader Summary: it’s 2:40 AM and you and levi are convinced that you’re about to be robbed. except you hear drunken laughter. Chapter Warnings: cursing, otherwise none really Word Count: 1795 A/N: based off of a series of asks that were sent in the other day about sasha, connie, and jean showing up drunk and levi and oc’s house. and levi and oc think they’re getting robbed (especially oc who has been getting startled by everything bc they’ve been binging true crime docs). also they are living in a house now because they decided to move out of their apartment and get a bigger property together hehe

***

One of the many things you and Levi had in common was your love for true crime documentaries. You had taken to ending your nights with whatever was on television, or with whatever was on the many streaming services that you had a subscription to.

Levi complained often (along with you) at how there were a million and one streaming services these days- what was the point-

“To burn a hole in our bank accounts,” You scoff.

“There’s gotta be a way to stream this shit for free,” Levi groans.

“I bet one of the new recruits knows,” You muse, “Maybe Armin or Jean...”

“We can figure it out ourselves,” Levi huffs and you roll your eyes.

It’s been days and weeks of your nightly routine and you’ve become creeped out enough late at night that you’ve taken to triple checking the locks and the windows of your house every few hours. And tonight is no different.

“Hey,” Levi says, pulling you into his side reassuringly, “We’re fine. And even if we’re not. I’m here to protect you.”

You’ve been waking up at every small noise during the night- the wind whistling, the house settling, leaves rustling outside. Usually, he’s the light sleeper but these days… These days it’s you. And he can tell it’s starting to take a toll on you. You’re tired during the days when you don’t get a good night’s sleep, the bags under your eyes deepening.

“That’s nice,” You murmur, “But I think we need a baseball bat. Or three.”

“And what do we need three baseball bats for?” Levi asks flatly, “Let’s stop with the documentaries so late at night. Would a home security system help?”

“Maybe…”

Levi puts you to bed so good that night, but you still come home with three baseball bats the next day.

***

“Levi,” You mumble, shaking him awake, “Levi, did you hear that?”

It’s 2:40 AM and he’s already awake and throws the sheets off of him to get out of bed. He heard it too, the rustling, the loud footsteps and the jarring sound of knocking. You can’t tell if it’s coming from inside or outside and your heart is racing too fast for you to discern the origin of the noises.

He internally curses himself for not installing the home security system yet.

“Stay here,” Levi murmurs, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “I’ll be back in a few minutes-”

“What! No,” You protest fiercely, leaping out of bed and pulling your new baseball bat from under the bed. While you’re at it, you slip a pair of shorts over your bare legs and Levi rolls his eyes at you.

“Take your time, it’s not like we’re about to get robbed. Do you want to put your makeup on, too?” Levi snorts.

“Oh, yeah, good call. Tell them to wait for me to contour-” You roll your eyes and pinch him, “Is this a joke to you-”

He quickly shushes you by pulling you into his side and squeezing your hand as he quietly heads downstairs to the source of the noise. You can’t help but press your face into his shoulder nervously, while peeking with one eye open. Gripping his upper arm tightly, your nails pressing into his bicep, you whisper for him to be careful when he looks through the peephole of the front door.

You hear a chorus of laughter, drunken laughter and Levi sighs irritatedly. He pinches the bridge of his nose and shakes his head.

“You gotta be shittin’ me,” Levi grumbles.

“What? What is it?” 

“Take a look for yourself,” Levi says, “It’s Connie, Jean and Sasha.”

You throw the door open and are greeted with three drunken fools with beaming smiles on their face that don’t seem to falter when they see your baseball bat.

“Oh my god,” You murmur, rubbing a hand over your face, “I thought we were getting robbed. I fuckin’ thought we were getting robbed, Levi.”

Levi subtly squeezes your hand and brushes his lips over your temple to quell your nerves. He sends a scathing look to the three troublemakers standing on the porch, without a care in the world.

“May I ask what the fuck you three are doing at our place of residence at three in the morning,” Levi says flatly.

“Yes! Yes you may,” Jean grins and winks at Levi.

It draws a surprised laugh from you.

“Wha’ had happened was…” Sasha starts with a bright smile.

“Our phones died and we kinda… forgot where we live,” Connie shrugs, not even bothering to look sheepish, “Besides, remember, you said! If we ever had to hide a dead body, you’d help us!”

“Please do not tell me that there’s a dead body to hide,” Levi sighs.

“We have your numbers an’ addresses mem’rized,” Sasha says, batting her eyelashes at you innocently.

That immediately pulls a wave of affection through you and you match their smiles in intensity. Levi doesn’t have the heart to tell you not to encourage their antics.

“I can’t believe you remember our address and not your own,” You mumble, pulling them in for tight hugs, “Come inside. You three are troublemakers.”

“Really?” Jean asks, his light brown eyes wide.

“We gave you our address and phone numbers for a reason,” Levi rolls his eyes, “It’s cold, get your asses inside.”

The three of them file inside in a straight line, looks of glee etched in their faces. 

“Take your shoes off, please,” You request as you shut and lock the door behind you. Levi doesn’t miss you glancing at the locks twice just to make sure.

“Do you have-”

“Yes, Sasha, we have food,” Levi says, already heading into the kitchen, “I’ll give you some if you don’t spill.”

“How will you know I won’t spill until you give me food?” Sasha asks and you stifle a laugh.

You follow Levi into the kitchen after making sure that they’re comfortable and hug him from behind, your face pressed in between his shoulder blades. You yawn widely and kiss the back of his neck lightly.

“Can’t believe I thought we were going to get robbed,” You mutter, “Instead we have three drunk kids in our house.”

“I believed it for a sec, too,” Levi says, “Honestly, I would’ve preferred getting robbed to having three drunk kids in our house.”

You laugh into his shirt and swat his shoulder playfully. Levi flits around the kitchen with you at his back, warming up food and filling up glasses of water for the three of them. He can tell that the adrenaline is wearing off and that you’re getting sleepier and sleepier when you cling to him, always touching him even when he’s so close to you.

Peeling off of his back, you give him a sleepy smile and take two plates out to the dining table. Sasha immediately jumps up, abandoning whatever conversation she was in with Connie and Jean and sits in front of her plate.

“My mouth is watering,” Sasha moans, her stomach grumbling.

“Oi, get it together,” Jean chastises but sits next to her, “Food’s not goin’ anywhere.”

“Thanks Captain,” Connie grins, pupils still blown from alcohol, “And Missus Captain.”

“Missus? Who you callin’ missus?” You say, struggling to keep your face straight, “Maybe Levi’s mister-”

Levi rolls his eyes and listens to you bicker with Connie, and then Jean joins in before both of them start to tease you in good fun.

“So all three of you show up here with dead phones? Do you guys all share one brain cell?” You ask, “Usually it’s Jean, but I see that you decided to leave it at home tonight…”

“Hey!”

“Don’t be so mean…”

“...”

“What if something happened and you didn’t know how to get in contact with anyone?” You chide lightly, “Be more careful. Last thing we need is my three favorites getting in trouble-”

“Your three favorites! Ha! I knew it,” Jean says, bumping fists with Connie.

“That’s not what I meant,” You protest weakly, “You’re all my favorites-”

“It��s alright,” Sasha says with wink, “Your secret’s safe with us.”

You look to Levi for help with wide, dark eyes and he shakes his head for the millionth time that night. 

“You three know better,” Levi says sternly, “Going out and getting drunk enough where none of you remember your address and none of you have a working phone amongst the three of you? What the hell were you thinking?”

“Oh, live a little, Captain,” Jean says airily, ignoring the flabbergasted look from Sasha.

“‘Sides, we remembered our address. We just wanted to see if you’d let us in,” Connie says smugly.

“The idiots who cried wolf,” You mutter with a smile and they all protest indignantly. 

“Can’t believe you were about to beat us with a baseball bat,” Jean mutters.

“I thought we were being robbed-”

“If we were robbing you, we’d be inside the house, not outside-”

“Are you kidding me, Jean?” You groan, smacking your forehead with your palm for the fifth time that night, “I’ll keep that in mind next time we get intruders at 2:40 AM.”

“Do you get intruders at 2:40 AM often?”

“Don’t fuck with my beauty sleep, Kirstein,” You say, pointing a finger at the three of them accusingly.

“You don’t need any beauty sleep, ma’am,” Sasha says without missing a beat, “Captain thinks so, too.”

“Are you hitting on my girlfriend for me,” Levi deadpans.

Sasha only shrugs, finishing off the last spoonful of food in her plate. Connie takes all three of the empty plates to the sink, or he tries to. Levi stops him and pulls the plates from him and quickly washes them.

“You can sleep on our couch tonight, it’s already late. We have some extra chargers, I plugged them in over there,” You point to the corner of your living room, “We’ll bring out extra blankets and pillows.”

You know Levi is cringing at the thought of outside clothes on the couch, so you offer them some freshly washed pajamas of yours and Levi’s. Levi leaves water for them on the coffee table in case they wake up in the middle of the night and finally, finally brings you back to bed with him. You peel your shorts off and slide into bed with him, already curling into his side.

“Can’t believe them,” You mumble sleepily, but fondly.

“Oh really? I can,” Levi snorts.

“Goodnight, sweetheart,” You reply with your eyes closed, “And don’t wake me up before nine.”

The next morning, after Sasha, Connie and Jean leave, you and Levi work on installing the new home security system in your house and at your insistence-

“Fine. You can keep those fuckin’ baseball bats.”

***

tags: @simpingmaize

[bclthczcros]

zoney marriage au

whaddya mean they’re already married. emily and i have discussed this at length so i present to you an essay. 

proposal. 

it was kind of a mess? because zar had been planning out the perfect night to pop the question for a little while. it’s while zar is still in vet school in davis, has about a year left, and he’s like well, there really is no better time. so he plans out a great night where they go out to dinner and then go to some makeout point type place to sit on the hood of their car and look out at the stars and the city below. and just when zar is playing with the box in his coat pocket, about to start the little speech he had prepared, honey’s like “hey… there’s something i’ve meant to ask for a while, and now seems like the perfect time.” 

surprise!!!! honey bought a ring like three months ago and has been waiting for the perfect moment to ask zar to marry him this whole time!!!! 

as soon as honey takes that damn box out zar is fucking crying and takes his out and is like shut up i put this night together!!!! he lets honey go first, though, because he says he has a speech prepared. he did, but he kind of throws it out the window and basically just tells zar how much he means to him and how he believed in him even when he didn’t and that he loves him so much and then honey is crying, and zar is crying, and zar doesn’t even get to give his own little proposal until after they’ve fucked in the back of the car. 

wedding. 

so we been knew honey is a Big Ol’ Romantic, and he has been highkey planning this wedding since he and zar started dating okay????? he has a notebook full of ideas and printouts and i love to imagine him slamming it down at the beginning of every meeting with their caterer/venue/florist/whatever. zar lets honey take charge during those meetings, and he does, going through exactly what he does and does not want and occasionally turning to zar with a sweet smile and going “which one, baby? the blue or the teal?” zar really only intervenes when honey and whoever they’re trying to hire are arguing and he has to calm honey down because he just said, “i will end your shit, anthony.”

first of all, everyone at veritas is invited, so jot that down. (yes, even holden. unless he’s the killer.) i mean otto probably isn’t but. there’s Reasons. zola is zar’s best woman, easily. they have a whole ass argument about whose side of the aisle kiki will be on (honey wins). they also have a whole ass argument about whether or not they’re going to be ros-kennedy or kennedy-ros (honey also wins). 

the wedding is at a national park, all outdoors, so the animals can come. (ripley is dead at this point but she’s watching from dog heaven it’s fine.) nugget is the ringbearer and thats that. honey has to read his vows first because they both know he’s gonna cry like a baby through zar’s. also honey kisses zar halfway through the ceremony bc he can’t help it and everyone is like “!!!!!!!”. but it’s fine it’s very cute. literally everyone expects honey to be a total bridezilla the day of (especially poor anthony) but both he and zar are just so happy the entire goddamned time it’s like... they don’t even care. it’s the happiest day of their lives :’). 

their honeymoon is in hawaii. they don’t leave their hotel. 

married life. 

well they were already basically married, but by the time their proposal happens both of them know what they want to do with their lives. zar is finishing up his vet school, and honey has just started his second bachelor’s degree in social work. honey floated from job to job for a while, until he was working for a boy’s and girl’s club and he realized how much he actually wanted to help these kids. zar does his residency while honey does his degree. (honestly, before this point, the only thing zar and honey really fought about was the fact that honey didn’t have any life plans outside of being with zar, so the fact that honey is so passionate about social work is actually a massive relief for both of them.)

honey gets a job as a case worker in salem, oregon, and since zar wants nothing more than to support honey’s passions now that he has them, they uproot and move from davis to salem and buy a beautiful house, as dr. and mr. kennedy-ros. 

both of them have pretty high-stress jobs that they’re intensely passionate about, so naturally they’re both workaholics. that’s okay, though; while they both love their work, they love each other and the animals just as much. they’re major homebodies, can usually be found on the couch on weekends. while the o’malleys aren’t as powerful with honey’s father in prison, zar still worries about honey’s safety constantly, and doesn’t like to be out of his sight if he can help it. 

also???????? zoney in suburbia is a trip. they are both extremely affectionate and quite smartass-y, and you either love them or hate them. even though they’ll probably never have kids of their own (their parents fucked them up so terribly as children, they’re terrified of doing the same to their kids), honey in particular is great with kids and they’re usually the couple their neighbors call to babysit. i also like to imagine zar teaching one of the girls he used to babysit how to defend herself, and then he becomes the unofficial self-defense teacher for the neighborhood’s teenagers. 

they’re also the source of much gossip, especially after the little brunch incident where the restaurant was being robbed by an armed man and zar was able to take him down and toss the gun to honey to be disarmed. all they’ll say is that zar did muay thai in high school and honey spent some time with the us marshals, but there’s clearly more to the story. some people think they’re involved with the mob, but anyone who meets them can tell they are kind and genuine people. 

(there is one close call, though, when honey was working late and a man came to their neighbors door with a picture of him, at age eighteen, asking if she’d ever seen this man before. she thought of these two sweet men who her kids loved so much, and their no-doubt sketchy past, and said not once in her life, and as soon as he was gone, called honey, and then zar. it was zar that drove down to the house, thanked her profusely and stayed with her until they decided the coast was clear, until honey could come home. she has the distinct feeling, as she watches their tearful reunion from her driveway, that she just saved their lives.) 

they live a calm life together, and they can’t ask for anything more. 

[lewyn-martell]

rules: answer 21 questions and tag 21 people you want to know better

tagged by @laurels-things thanks! you seem like such a nice person!

i. nickname?

lui or simply lu

ii. zodiac sign?

scorpio

iii. height?

165 cm... I'm not sure if I'm below average height on my country, but I believe brazillian people are pretty short. I may be the shortest amongst the boys in my class but I'm the tallest amongst the girls (except one girl who is nearly 180cm i stg) and as a nonbinary person this is a good place to be, i think.

iv. hogwarts house?

hufflepuff :D

v. last thing I googled?

amongst or among — i was unsure if i was using the word correctly sjbshsbshsvs

vi. fav musicians?

THE BEATLES (all 4 of them, but john lennon speaks to my soul in ways i can't describe... the way he makes me feel is something out of this world)

david bowie

elton john

brendon urie from panic! at the disco

the boys from green day

aaand i have mad respect for some soundtrack musicians bc i eat these up constantly. i like ramin djwadi, michael giacchino, ennio morricone, danny elfman, jonny greenwood (yeah i know he's from radiohead but i haven't listened a lot of stuff from this band yet and his phantom thread compositions are SUCH A BOP), hans zimmer and i've been also listening to the score of the shape of water by alexandre desplat (i like him, but jonny greenwood was ROBBED) so maybe that'll be a future fave. also i love a lot of composers for disney animated musicals but if i start i won't ever shut up. but i love almost all of the disney soundtracks.

i would say some time ago whoever wrote the songs for the smiths which i believe includes morrisey, but i recently found out he is extremely right wing and i don't think i can still like someone with these kinds of inhumane views on people&society... i'm disappointed

vii. song stuck in your head?

currently bad boy (the beatles' cover of the song), john's vocals make my pulse speed up since the first verse

viii. following?

2234 nfbdjdbjdsbjshs but i think most of the people i followed years ago are no longer active, i must go through the list and try to do a spring cleaning or something

ix. followers?

408... and like half of these i gained only the last two months or something... and i don't know why shdbsjbshsbs maybe it's the beatles thing

x. do you get asks?

i don't, but that's ok because i don't know if i have a lot of interesting things to say... but if you wanna get something off your chest, go ahead, i love to listen to/read drama 👀

xi. amount of sleep?

tricky question because it constantly changes, sometimes i don't sleep at all bc i have to leave the house at 5h20 in the morning to go to uni and i stay awake until late and when i realize i have to go shower already dhsbshbshsvshs and then when i come back i sleep for like... 10 hours or smth or i don't bc i got stuff to do and i accumulate sleep and then there will be a day of the week i'll just shut down for 15 hours. mostly i try to go to bed around 23h and wake up around 4h45, so that makes it almost 6 hours .

xii. lucky number?

never noticed any particular number that favors me

xiii. what are you wearing?

t-shirt, shorts, it's hot as hell here

xiv. dream job?

don't have one, just want one that won't consume me so i have time to do stuff i'm actually interested in

xv. dream trip?

also don't have one

xvi. instruments?

flute, some percussion, some guitar, i wish i had actually studied music besides the basic stuff... i still wanna learn to properly play something and not just beat some bongos during carnival

xvii. languages?

portuguese, english, bit of spanish only cause of the similarities with portuguese and 4 years of classes in middle school...but still, can't speak or write, only read and listen

xviii. favorite songs?

oh my god... ok...

i was making this in list format but it got way too big... it's still big i'm sorry

the beatles: i want you (she's so heavy), strawberry fields forever, across the universe, oh! darling, and your bird can sing, tomorrow never knows, mother nature's son, yer blues, golden slumbers, i am the walrus, i me mine, long tall sally (little richard cover), you can't do that, what you're doing, ticket to ride, rain, eleanor rigby, happiness is a warm gun, i'm so tired, blue jay way, for you blue, in my life, anna go to him (cover).

david bowie: time, cygnet committee, unwashed and somewhat slightly dazed, tvc15, life on mars, young americans, queen bitch

panic! at the disco: that green gentleman, she had the world, build god then we'll talk, nearly witches, emperor's new clothes, bittersweet, nine in the afternoon, northern downpour, behind the sea, stall me, the piano knows something i don't know

green day: jesus of suburbia, brutal love, hitchin a ride, blood sex and booze, give me novacaine, whatsername, last night on earth

the smiths: this charming man, panic, how soon is now

elton john: goodbye yellow brick road, bennie and the jets, rocket man

queen: somebody to love, killer queen

strawberry swing - coldplay

welcome home - radical face

joão e maria - chico buarque

barbara rose - jonny greenwood

bachianas brasileiras no 5 - heitor villa-lobos

le festin - michael giacchino, camille

rains of castamere - ramin djwadi

unchained melody - a lot of versions from a lot of artists

another day - paul mccartney

meu erro - paralamas do sucesso

flor de lis - djavan

love the way you lie - rihanna&eminem

man! i feel like a woman - shania twain

xix. random fact?

well, it's not really a fact i think... i'm moving (again) but this time is to my father's house because my mum is moving to the south of the country... and i'm so fucking scared because we aren't close at all (i met him when i was 14) i mean, he seems nice enough, all of our interactions have been mostly pleasant but his wife (and probably he himself too) is a bit conservative in the brazillian traditional white family way (she's white cause she's a southern. i know yall think all latinos are poc,,,, but that's not true) but then again, that's something i had to live with all my life so i can handle casual homophobia and racism and sexism... but it will still be so weird cause i never been away from my mum too long (i'm... a momma's boy). i'm going next week i think, wish me luck.... (also he's got two dogs who won't leave me the fuck alone, i get out of the shower and they drool all over me, they know i'm a beta so they keep getting on top of me and since they're HUGE and i'm such a weakling i can't even get them off me and i can't scold them with a strong voice, i just can't do it... i mean, don't get me wrong i like them... but... they like me way too much and keep making me dirty.. i hate being dirty)

xx. aesthetic?

farm aesthetic..... idealistic farm aesthetic habshabaha like marie antoinette's pettit chateau. also the whole pretty odd aesthetic and strawberry swing by coldplay aesthetic

i'm tagging (probably less than 21 ppl) @zutaralesbian @ekscelsior @benstolemyhearty @lannistermartell @tyrionlannysters @avatars-legend @cerseiofhouselannister @falconsredwing @gendryayaya @glittering-snowfall @agirlandabeast @bugband @alittlebigpotato @vairemelde @charmeilon @jawn-lemon @antilennon @im-only-sweeping @ssimsass

i hope tumblr actually notifies you guys, i had problems with the last one...

[ofbctrayals]

⋆ ◦ ° ☾ zendaya + cis female + she/her — have you met kaliah caito blake? they are a twenty-three year old known around town as the effervescent. they’ve been in the gang life for six years, and currently work for the savages as a drug dealer. they are a heterosexual taurus, which means they are grounded + devoted, as well as obdurate + jealous. peach vodka, late night drives with the windows down, lipstick stained joints.

kaliah���s not new obvi but her old intro didn’t include her caito history/family life, so here we go! some updated wc are at the end. as always like this or hmu to plot w my girl!! 

background: 

name pronounced kuh-lee-uh or cal-lee-uh, up to personal preference, nick name pronounced like callie.

kali grew up in houston, texas, in a crime ridden and notoriously a difficult place to grow up, and it definitely shaped kali into who she is today. her mom and dad were never married

her dad was from here in colorado, part of the savages from the early days but had family in houston. he was always coming back and forth from houston to colorado, usually trafficking drugs and arms, and to see his boo, kim caito-- her mother

kim was the sister of balthazar caito, and responsible for seeing the shipment and movement of drugs from mexico/south america up from the border over to colorado. to have a legal career, she ended up working as a cleaner/housekeeper for wealthier families in houston. that is, until she served as a proxy to allow one of the local gangs to rob one of the houses she cleaned, and it was discovered. she was sentenced to two years in prison for the crime when kali was twelve. not too long, but long enough. kali went to colorado to live with her dad. her parents’ tumultuous, on/off, emotionally abusive on both ends relationship ended for a stint here.  

she’s grown up in the “game.” her dad didn’t hide what he did from her, didn’t hide who her mom and uncle were from her, and ingrained in her a fear of cops and authorities. trust what you know, trust who you know, but don’t really trust anyone. he even had her start to traffic small amounts within town when she was like thirteen-fourteen, just bc nobody suspected her.

tw: murder !!! when she was visiting in houston (since she still went back to see friends/fam), and trafficking with her dad, she witnessed the unarmed shooting of her father’s brother, her uncle, at the age of fifteen. although they had trafficked drugs into houston the week prior, at the time of his death, her uncle was unarmed and simply taking a walk home from the neighborhood convenience store, reaching for cigarettes in his pants pocket. his death lit an anger in kali and a need to feel like she was fighting back, and sticking it to the cops who took her uncle.

as such, she’s huge into the black lives matter movement. if you want to get her going, talk to her about the unjust incarceration of black and poc men and women, and their murders, like her uncle’s. she does not trust or care for police in the slightest. to her, they’re the institution that keeps them down and murdered her family in cold blood because of prejudice. and check your privilege, bc if you don’t, she will for you. woke as hell.

she has a revenge streak. always had it, but really came into it after her uncle’s death. she plays the long game w revenge, my brainy girl.

bc speaking of, she’s actually v v intelligent. good at math and science. actually had great grades in school, and she’s lowkey attending the local community college so maybe she can transfer to a school one day?? it’s like this silly dream she has that she keeps mostly to herself, but.

anyways. her father was jailed a couple of times, once when she was sixteen until she was eighteen; so she always kind of doing her own thing and taking care of her own shit, although always under the guidance of her uncle, balthazar, aunt naomi, and alongside her cousins king and hildie. she’d help out with the gang drug business during that time, and once she graduated went full time taking over her dad’s territories and contacts for the gang. being a caito gave her automatic respect and weight not only w her uncle and aunt ofc but with the gang leadership and older members. she introduces new people into it all, giving them the scoop and all that, even though she’s young.

her dad was incarcerated again about three years ago when she was twenty, and he’ll be out in a year and she’s counting down the days. her dad and mom are her heroes and she loves them a lot, but since they’ve both been gone/incarcerated she’s also v close to her aunt, uncle, and cousins 

as the effervescent, she’s a lot like z irl w her vibe?? like, warm, but definitely a hot streak/an edge to her.  if that makes sense. idt it does i’m trying. looks like a sweetheart, but could kill you, but can actually be a sweetheart too, yknow?? if you don’t take her seriously (which most in the gang that have been there a while would, considering her history/family name despite her age and effervescent personality) she’ll flip real quick

definitely high on some of her own supply (don’t worry, she pays) a fair amount. she smokes at least twice a day usually. goes out on friday and saturday nights when she can, or has kickbacks.

this goes without saying, really, but she’d die for her closest friends. that level of trust is earned, for sure, though.

catch her always making deals on her phone, drinking out of a flask in a park on friday nights w friends, driving to make deliveries with a glock tucked underneath her cute, flowing black top and jean cutoffs.

she’s chillin, but with a temper and a bone to pick she can flare up any second. slow to anger on most things, and like i said smart enough to figure out how to get you back in the worst way where it hurts.

updated wc: 

ex boyfriend(s). i’d love a high school sweetheart, maybe she introduced him to the gang if he was a savage. 

girl squad. a couple gal pals, savages, that she’s been tight with a long time. 

sibling like relationships

former friends who are cobras now ? 

former fwb/one night stands- only a couple of these, probs

hmu or like this to plot, as per usual !!!

[giballedrei]

Someday i'll Show u these, i promise

I decided to use this blog as a type of meditation I need dayli. I'll just write about current situations, what's going on on my mind lately or just the first thing I think of when i try to write. So today I want to apologise and thank the people upon my road.

First of all I want to apologise to the people I fucked up for my egotistical needs, I want to say sorry letting you bleed on the streets and in your own houses for egotistical needs of mine such as money status or revenge etc., sorry to your parents whom you couldn't tell anything bc u would've to tell them why tho. Sorry to them because they probably had sleepless nights wondering what you are going through and not be able to help. Sorry that you lost your status and couldn't let yourself get seen on the streets without fear. Even tho there are no rules in this jungle of criminality, I don't want to justify. Still I hope you moved on and took it as a lesson that there is nothing to aspire at all in this scene. I'm sorry for all your mental and physical pain me and my partakers dealt to yall

To those people who fucked me up, I'm thankful that u showed me that I don't belong to ya'll. Even tho most of yall got the revenge u deserved, I want to apologise that I acted the same way u did and maybe worse. Nowadays probably i would see the damaged souls of urs and wouldn't act the same way and even pray for u. But I want to thank ya'll for teaching me there is nothing to aspire in your dirty world, no rules, no trust, no loyalty, all those things you guys always talk about. Without you Id probably still be there where I was. I pray to god to cleanse ur souls so that u can make your mothers smile and ur fathers proud as a change.

I want to apologise to all those girls upon my road, I guess you always knew from the beginning that you're not the one I think of constantly, and still u remained next to my side. I wonder what u saw in me that led u to stay. Probably it's that different character I am when I'm along people I don't love and only use for temporary satisfaction. That overconfidence and indifference, there is something toxic about it most of yall chase and try to understand or so. I don't know why it is like that, but I want to apologise that I dropped u all everytime I got what I wanted. I can only imagine the amount of stress, tears and nights u spent on my selfish behaviour. I really hope you moved on and found men who can give you what u deserve and what u need. I hope one day u girls stop chasing toxic people and start realise your worth. I hope u can forgive me and i always consider texting you all but I'm not that stupid anymore, I don't want to make u feel something at all on my cost, whether its hope or hatred or whatever.

I want to thank my few real ones, who stayed with me during my best and worst time. I hope i can come back someday rich as fuck and can get u all out of that shithole in kassel. I appreciate u guys, i dont know whether u can imagine how deeply i took in your advices and Help, whether its personal or financial Problems we always Found a solution and we did it, doesnt Matter if we broke into Apartments, rob people or just talked about what was going on in our minds. I say our, because you even helped me when we were talking about your stuff. To those new ones, u teached me a lot in just a short time, thank u more for the bitter lessons then the good ones, u showed me that i have to regulate my feelings my expectations and so on towards people because we never know whats in their heart.

I want to apologize to my parents amd tell them thank you infinitely. Maybe I will understand your endurance love and patience when I get my kids because I would've gave up on me long time ago and I actually kinda did but u never did so. You gave me so much, mind, heart, religion, I will never be able to give it back to you so I pray every day for your inner peace and to Allah that he takes you to paradise regardless of ur mistakes. I love u. I'm sorry for so much pain, stress, difficulties and wasted time on my stubborn ass. But know I know that you see I'm evolving towards the potantially person you always saw in me.

The best is yet to come,

My heart, my world, my best friend and lover.

Luna.

I remember past years u rescued me once. I was just a disturbed misunderstood kid full of hatred and love at the same time. Without u I would've fed hatred until I became hate, and as u know I always feel more then usual, so I wouldn't know where this would end. Fortunately my destiny led me to ur path. U rescued me. U showed me the path toward the person u saw in me and who I always wanted to become. I could never measure the love I feel towards you. I guess I loved ever since, and will do so until the very last days of universe, beyond death, planets and stars. Tbh, I always knew we were to young and I am too immature. Or both of us, but me definitely. I knew you would lose yourself after you moved and so would I, but I knew you're too strong so that noone could ever break u. But I couldn't imagine ur path. Yes I earned my experiences and so did u, but I always knew our paths would cross again, therefore I always waited on you. And it kinda breaks my heart that you didn't. I didnt expect it, but it hurts me deeply tho. I can't put into words how I feel about what you experienced, the good and bad ones. Therefore I just let it be. It all makes sense, those are things I hardly deal with, but I guess there is this bigger reason for it, so I can learn and change my bad habits and confront the fears I always had. But I'm speechless proud of u. I still see the light in your eyes. And this light got me spark like ur fire did back in the days only stronger. And there u are, rescuing me the second time. After I lifted all people surrounding me up, they ran away and let me sink in quicksand. And when I thought itd be over, there was u. The light at the end of the tunnel. U reached me ur hand and u got me out. Out of the darkness out of myself. I guess I'm a bit hard to handle because I have to rebuild myself completely but let me tell u some. I will be thankful for ever. I will be in love forever. There is nothing that could change it. I love the idea of a team, like us helping each other out of the quicksand, washing each other off toxins and water each other so we can grow together. I love u infinite, and I will love u forever. I hate words cause they got abused so many times and everyone uses it so that the values got lost. But inshallah one day u will understand what u mean to me, how much I love you. Ur place in my life is above myself, I would kill everyone who tries to harm u. I'd kill and die for ur tears or your joy. No words could ever .. I want to grow with you, I want to live with u, I want to spend all my life with u, I want to have kids with u. Imagine our kids. They gotta be lit lit lit lit lit. Like fr fr lit lit. Like wow. Just wow. I get excited when I hear ur name, I hope my amount of love wont annoy u, I try my best to give all u need such as freedom personal space time whatever it is. I know there is a lot I still have to work on on myself, but i would do it all for the goods of both of us. Youre most important to me. When u read this. Youre not my world. Youre my galaxy.

Marry me.

In love,

Your plus one.

[bre4nn20]

01 dec 2018

ayoooo im back cakcscakcak again baby lmfaooo. this time, SINGLE. i love it. it's been abt 3 weeks since we broke up and i couldnt give a dookie less what he has going on, thinks or wants from me. met a guy on POF lol. his name is byron or king and this man is rockin my world. 28, 6ft with 3 kids. some tattoos. darkskin unff. i messaged him first and told him i was listening 2 the rain and he said mayb 1 day we could do that together. then he told me it's the part where I pick out where i want 2 eat at lol. after that, getting in contact w him was a hit or miss. we did get to chat one time though. fast forward a couple of days, i called him @midnight and woke him out of his sleep. he had 2 b up for work @5. i had no fucking idea. i was scrolling through my sm and he hit me back like " u woke me up, wya, come over and let me hold u". i was game, just shaved my kitty and knew what i was working with. so i sent him my address and he said i was 2 far so we would have after he gets off of work. we were texting and i sent em my thot pics and he was like "yeah imma pull ur hair" and I told him that wasn't my hair in the pic LMFAO. he hit back that's he's mad bc his dick got hard & he wanted me. i told him i was already rdy and he said fuck it im omw. he lives in the hood but he would hurt somebody if they tried to steal my purse or something lol. his place wasn't dirty but he didn't have a bed. we got right to it in the dark. OMFG i was not expecting his dick 2 b that huge. like tv remote thick and long huge.its a lot to fit in ur mouth and i do my best. he like the shit. the Magnum barely fit over his dick. so @ 1st he fucks me from the side. jay didn't have enough d to do me like that so this was new. he literally had me in every position. we fucked 3 times and he pulled out the last 2 times 🙊🙈 i asked if i could call him daddy and that's our thing now. and he was STUNNED @how wet this pussy STAYS. how i didn’t let him know it was like that. "oh your nigga done fucked up. i can c why he was crazy" it was hot and dirty and i loved every second of it. im a good shit talker and ik he likes dat 💋😋🤭 omfg my ponytail came off and he did not care lmaooo. he fucked me just right, it was rough just enough with the ass smacking, moving me in diff positions, "deepthroating" and hair pulling. im proud that my pussy could handle it bc i was moaning like a slut. mmmf i love letting them know how good their dick feels and gripping the sheets, looking them in the eyes, scratching their back arms legs and kissing their necks and ears. he told me i had a high sex drive and ig i do if it's good. u have sex to bust a nut and have fun. we cuddled afterwards and im happy he doesn't snore. i was smelling him bc he smelled like jolly ranchers. right before he closed his eyes, he told me he was gonna beat it up b4 he went 2work. and that's exactly what he did. he was late 2 work but i was worth it. he took a shower b4 and came in the room with the towel wrapped around his waist and i wear that shit was just like an old spice commercial and it soaks my pantiessss. and he calls me baby, i looooveeee it. he asked if he could get this pussy after work and then asked for it everyday!!! so he dropped me off @home and we kissed goodbye.

i slept and got up and showered/brushd my teeth. i accidentally sent him a text that was meant 4 Sarah abt my ponytail and he hit me back saying my pussy is fire and asked can we go again. i said absolutely and sent him a nudie. he was asking 2 c more n shit and i didn't hit back. we didn't fuck again that night bc he was busy eh 🤷‍♀️. i got a "gm" text the next morning and he didn't ring me until i was asleep. he woke me up out my sleep this time lmao. he asked if i wanted to spend some time with him and i said yeah sure. he was gonna call me an uber but that didn’t work out. he even asked me to give him some road head and i said hell to the naw. so it’s raining and he comes and gets me and we go 2 thorntons 2 buyba swisher. it took the longest to get the shit bc she was counting the drawers and he said he thought the store was getting robbed lmao. then he was telling me about how he bought laundry dtrgnt and left it on top of the machine while it was in the spin cycle and once he got back to it, he barely had any liquid left. i told him he needs to buy some of the pods lol. we go back to his place and he showed me that he had cleaned up and it did look a lot better. he rolled us a blunt and was saying oh u have a lot to say during sex but sitting here, you’re quiet af. and i told him that that is just me and once i get to know him better, i’ll b more chatty. we smoked and he was upset i didn’t hug or kiss him like i didn’t know who he was lol. he asked if i missed him and i said yeah did u miss me and he said yeah im hooked on u. i brought up the spongebob episode were they were on the hooks and he said his fave episode is when they were cussing. he wanted us to smoke in the dark and of course i dropped the damn blunt on him. then i asked what he was thinking abt while i was holding his dick and he said how much u c somebody's personality when you're w them. idk i guess he likes my goofy ass. we got to fucking and he was told me that he would b fucked up if i gave my pussy to somebody else, that he wouldn’t give up his and he’s gonna claim my pussy. 🙄 i was doing more shit talking, like when i was on top, i told him imma throw it back on him and to let ya girl put in some work. i didn’t mean ya girl is in i want to be his 😬😬 and then he was fucking me from the side again which i now love cause i can look back at him n say nasty shit. but he was doing that and it sounded like a drum so that’s what i said and told him he’s my drummer boy/drummer daddy and he just fucked me harder. he even had to stop and talk to god while fucking me lmfao. then he said he wanted to cut the lights on and c it all in motion. so we did and i was laying on my stomach while he was going @it and i told him it was a good idea daddy u always have the best ideas. u got good dick too daddy. and he told me baby u got good pussy but u already knew that. omgggg so he was knocked out after that and i stayed up hitting my pen, watching tv and i was geeked. 1st i was watching blue clues then aqua teen hunger force and this homeless man was trying to buy the house, said he was a tree wizard and stole the tv.