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realcube · 7 months ago

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YOU GOT: KŌTARŌ BOKUTO (time-skip)

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ matchup for @averiesworldsblog

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ if you would like a matchup, read this!

'Love language: giving - words of affirmation and acts of service

Receiving - words of affirmation and quality time'

𓆩♡𓆪 bokuto would be one of the best at giving words of affirmation because he's so unfiltered

𓆩♡𓆪 plus his brain is going at like 100mph 24/7 so within that avalanche of thoughts must be a few compliments

𓆩♡𓆪 i'm pretty sure it's canon that he isn't the brightest (dk how he passed college 😔)

𓆩♡𓆪 meanwhile you are literally studying to be a teacher

𓆩♡𓆪 so he is going to be sooo impressed by that and literally remind you all the time that you are smarter than him by a tenfold

𓆩♡𓆪 and he's not that insecure about himself so he's won't be one of those guys that gets a complex about being ina relationship with someone smarter than him, because he knows you're more educated and intelligent than him ( at least in the academic sense) and he is not shy about telling you

𓆩♡𓆪 if anything, he's so proud of how educated you are and never misses an oppertunity to brag to his friends about how he scored beauty and brains

𓆩♡𓆪 and you mentioned you work out too so he will be sure to casually drop that into conversation too 😌

𓆩♡𓆪as for quality time, he does need to spend a lot of time away from home training and travelling to different countries for tournaments , but even when he is away, he is texting you every spare second he has

𓆩♡𓆪 and facetiming you every night

𓆩♡𓆪 quality time is just one thing that comes naturally to him because you're like his soulmate and bestfriend so why would be NOT want to spend lots of time with you ???

𓆩♡𓆪 in his head that is the whole point of asking you out and being partners is to go on dates and spends lots of time together

𓆩♡𓆪 and he doesn't understand when/if his teammates or other volleyball players he meets while aborad say/make jokes about enjoying being away from their s/o because it's 'freeing' or 'a nice break' or whatever

𓆩♡𓆪 bc in his head he's like ,, if you really love them, why do you need a break ?? or why are you relieved to be away from them? for him , everytime he thinks about you and you're not around is an agonising experience so he doesn't get how other people enjoy it

𓆩♡𓆪 anyway i also hc that he asked you to move in with him concerningly early in the relationship, like maybe four months into dating

𓆩♡𓆪 for two reason, one because he is a pro vb player an he has this big ass house and no one to live with

𓆩♡𓆪 and two, you already sleepover frequently so why not.... permanantly sleep over???

𓆩♡𓆪 and having s/o who gives him words of affirmation is defo something bokuto didn't know he needed

𓆩♡𓆪 like he is so delighted whenever you pay him any sort of compliment

𓆩♡𓆪 especially when he doesn't have to prod you for it , he will MELT

𓆩♡𓆪 it gets to a point where he is so addicted to your praise, whenever he does something good he will pester you about it

𓆩♡𓆪 (iirc there was a scene where bokuto was like to akaashi 'did you see that ?? did you ?? the amazing spike i just did??' yeah , like that )

𓆩♡𓆪 he'll make you a tasty dinner and leave it on the table for when you come home for work and will be standing next to it like this 🧍‍♂️☺🥰 waiting for his compliment and kiss on the cheek

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'I want to be that couple that gets candids and he’s looking at me like I hung the moon. I want my soulmate yknow? My best friend and my life partner all in one would be beyond amazing. Someone who can communicate when they have a problem.'

𓆩♡𓆪 okay that is literally bokuto to a T

𓆩♡𓆪 i can'ttt

𓆩♡𓆪 literally any photo you get together in which he is facing you , he genuinely does gaze at you as though you are his world, bc you are

𓆩♡𓆪 but it's not just in photos

𓆩♡𓆪 he looks at you like that all the time

𓆩♡𓆪 just at random moments he'll remember how beautiful you are just stand motionless and stare at you with a big ol' grin plastered on his face

𓆩♡𓆪 literally anytime; from when you are dressed up elegantly for a luxury dinner date, or wearing sweats and a stained top in the kitchen helping him make breakfast.

𓆩♡𓆪 you'll catch him staring at you occasionally and with the foolish look on his face , you can't help but laugh, which makes him laugh too

𓆩♡𓆪 it happens so frequently you've had to give the phenomenon a name; you call it an 'averie moment'

𓆩♡𓆪 (in case you're curious, you both also coined the term 'bokuto moment', which refers to when you eat too much food and can't go on, specifically after complaining about how starving you are)

𓆩♡𓆪 sometimes you'll just be talking to him about you day or anything at all, and he'll not hear a thing you say because he's too mesmerised by how insanely sweet you are

𓆩♡𓆪 thankfully though , there are certain tells for the onset of an averie moment; his eyes appear to unfocus, his brows furrow a little and his breathing slows.

𓆩♡𓆪 if you didn't know him so well by now, you'd think he was having a medical emergency

𓆩♡𓆪 so because you can tell when he is about to start a averie moment, you can snap him out of it whenever you decide you need him to pay serious attention lol

𓆩♡𓆪 but most of the time you just let him zone-out because it's super cute haha

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'I’m extremely patient (I work with 5 year olds and younger at a daycare), I tend to keep a cool head even if I am starting to get angry.'

𓆩♡𓆪 okay the next few comments are gonna be rapid fire but

𓆩♡𓆪 he sooo needs a s/o with this much patience lol

𓆩♡𓆪 like he can be unserious and childish at the best of times so the fact you would be able to 'tame' him is just perfect

𓆩♡𓆪 for example during dates if he sees an ice-cream stall, he's the type to run over at the speed of light to buy you both some

𓆩♡𓆪 even if that means you have to chase after him so he doesn't get lost </3

𓆩♡𓆪 or like if you're on a picnic date near the lake and you need to leave momentarily to use the bathroom or grab something from the car

𓆩♡𓆪 by the time you come back , bokuto WILL be covered in bruises and bite marks because he got into beef with a goose that tried to steal your food :(

𓆩♡𓆪 foie gras for dinner at least??

𓆩♡𓆪 but yeah , patience is key with bokuto 🤞

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'I have also been told I speak in brainrot??'

𓆩♡𓆪 LMAO its okay so does bokuto 😛

𓆩♡𓆪 he will genuinely be able to understand everything you say even if it references the deepest darkest corners of the internet

𓆩♡ bc he is often training or cooking or just busy in general. neither of y'all have much time to chill and browse social media

𓆩♡𓆪 and even when he does have time to chill, he watches tiktoks over your shoulder bc everything is better as a couple activity

𓆩♡𓆪 so he's watching videos from your feed so therefore he's able to keep up with the newgen slang :P

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'I think a movie and like a walk or stargazing after would be so fun! The movie gives you something to talk about, and the stargazing gives you time to talk!'

𓆩♡𓆪 tbh i initially thought against bokuto for this one bc he might prefer more active/competitive dates like bowling / laser tag BUT

𓆩♡𓆪 hear me out

𓆩♡𓆪 i think what i just said would be true for pre-timeskip bokuto , but post-timeskip bokuto would defo be up for more chill dates

𓆩♡𓆪 listeennn

𓆩♡𓆪 like he's already spending so much of his energy on training for vb so he probably doesn't have the drive to come home and do even more stuff that strenous

𓆩♡𓆪 so a stargazing or movie date would be great

𓆩♡𓆪 or just sitting on the couch and playing video games together

𓆩♡𓆪 (he defo wants a tour of your island but pls be ready for tasteless , unsolicited opinions 🥱 LMAO)

𓆩♡𓆪 tbh he'd probably be into superhero movies or just mainstream film in general

𓆩♡𓆪 sorry but mans is NOT smart enough to disect and having analytical critique on deep and meaningful films that are meant to be like.. think pieces

𓆩♡𓆪 but you can watch the barbie movie together and he'll enjoy it ! :D

𓆩♡𓆪 and he'll definitely love to talk about it with you but he might say something that make you question where his head is at lol

𓆩♡𓆪 but just loves hearing your opinion on movies and what you think about them, he could listen to you talk forever

𓆩♡𓆪 especially because he thinks of you as like.. the epitome of intelligence

𓆩♡𓆪 so when talking about the barbie movie and you use the word 'patriarchy' he's got stars in his eyes and he's like 'omg 🤩🥺 you're so insightful babe'

𓆩♡𓆪 meanwhile you could've shared the most surface level commentary but it's still blown his mind

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for @averiesworldsblog: i was originally thinking suga but i felt that might be obvious choice with you both being teachers n all. plus i think the video game stuff + your interest in concerts suit bokuto more.

#haikyuu matchups #haikyuu matchup #hq matchups #haikyu matchups #haikyuu!! matchup #datingsim

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after-nine-at-the-oasis · 1 year ago

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I JUST FINISHED EPISODE SEVEN AND AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Well technically I finished it like 20 minutes ago (11 pm ish) and was in such shock that I rewatches some scenes several times and then looked at Tumblr for a few minutes lol. There were also a few minutes total of zoning out in shock and just going o.o in there lol. Anyway!

I LITERALLY GUESSED THAT SEB WOULD GO UP AND KISS HIM DURING THE PERFORMANCE OH MY G O S H H H H AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!! :DDDDD

OKAY OKAY OKAY PHEW AAAAAHHHHHHHH I'M FINE :DDDD I DON'T EVEN HAVE ANYTHING TO BE RELIEVED ABOUT WITH THE PHEW I'M JUST SETTLING DOWN LOL!!!

Okay alright lol. Let's do this ;)

EVERYONE'S HEREEE :'DDDDD!!! THERE WAS EVEN A NINI MENTION 🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️😭!!! But still - we miss you, Nini :').

Speaking of people being here though, ANTOINE??? :OOO MY GUY??!?!!? BRO LIKE JUMP SCARED ME WHEN HE SHOWED UP :DDDD

Also at first I was a bit disappointed it was in the gym (for like two seconds lol) but then I realized :'DD it's paralleling season 1 :')) and they're back with another High School Musical musical :'))) 😭😭❤️🥰. Like, Ricky pausing when he saw his mom and his dad but keeping going :'DD? That's the healed version of Getcha Head in The Game 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️🥰. The whole thing is a great parallel :')). Like, now that I think about to, Kourtney being nervous like Nini was because her life is changing relating to school - AAHHHH :'))). I just love them all so much <3333. And I wonder if we'll get a phone light moment :'D. If we don't though lol, I think we've had enough of those <333 so we'll survive :'). But even though it was kind of a parallel relating to Nini, it's kinda Kourtney as well :'). And hey, then it would be a reference to Nini <333. Ah, anyway :'). I just love that we're ending here we started <333 :')) 😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰.

Okay okay though lol let's get into character sections xD

Big Red confronting Antoine was AMAZING LOL!! It's especially hilarious considering he and Ashlyn aren't even dating anymore, but you know, some guys are just jerks xD. Anyway, I'm super glad he's here :'))) <33. Also phew his hair is better lol 😌! XD.

EJ :DD! His scene with Gina was so 😭😭😭😭😭😭💔❤️❤️. I can't even <333. I am really glad she apologized though :') - I understood where she was coming from, and you have every right to break up with someone for any reason, but I always felt like she was being a little hard on EJ last season. So seeing them have a mutual apology and understanding was really nice :')). And discuss Ricky lol? EJ is the best <3. Also I swear if EJ ends up as Coach Bolton xD. Lowkey, I'd prefer Seb or Big Red since they're still in high school, but EJ alluded to being on the stage again and he fits the role more 👀. Hm, interesting :). Also him talking to Ashlyn 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️. Your honor I love them so much :')). And I love him <333.

Ashlyn!!! AAAHHHHHH SHE'S GONNA TELL HER :'DDD!! I want to know what's in the box o.o 👀. Less shocked and more just EYEING on my part lol. Also her scene with Dewey Wood was so sweet 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️. Ay, that's another person who's back :D!! I love him, he's great :D <33. And hilarious xDD. Anyway, SLFJDHKGS her pretending to date Big Red xD. But also noooooo Maddox 😭😭😭😭❤️. I'm sure they'll work it out y'all but like- I really hope they work it out xdd. Anyway, she's slaying as Kelsi :DD 🥰. I love her so much <333.

Emmyyyy!! She's the only one who knows about Miss Jenn o.o. Of course she is though, lol xD. But anyway, she's slaying too, as Taylor :'DD. And I love how she was kind of being like, the Bailey there :')). I love her and Miss Jenn's relationship, even if we haven't seen much of it <33. And I love her 🥰❤️.

Jet is going through it lol xD. Poor Kourtney just is not picking up what this man is putting down :') xD. Or she is and is ignoring it lol. But, hey, he tried at least xd. I think he's gonna confess, but I don't know if she'll reciprocate or not 😬. Still, I'm proud of him no matter what :')) <33. And he's slaying so hard as Chad :D!! Also, he's being an amazing brother <333 :'D.

Maddox, my girllll 😭😭😭😭😭💔❤️. The balloons for Madison making the board break :'(((. It is sweet of her but like xdd <333. AND NOOOO MADDOX BEING ABOUT TO CONFESS, OR BEING READY TO ANYONE, AND SEEING ASHLYN PRETEND TO DATE BIG RED 😭😭💔💔❤️. Poor honeyyy DD': 😭. Like I said, I think they'll get through it, but in really hope they do still xdd <333. I love her 🥰.

Mr. Mazzara is slaying SO HARD :DDD!!! But seriously who is gonna take over 😬. Also dang he keeps having moments with Miss Jenn and the girl just dips and leaves him hanging 😭 xd. Oof sorry man, lol xDD. Anyway he does SO WELL as Coach Bolton :DDD!! Also, he's adorable, thank you very much <333. Like we especially see it in the beginning:'). I love him so much <333.

Miss Jenn! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH W I C K E D??!?!!? G I R L!!!! :'DDDD HONEYY!!! I would say GOOOOO!!! but also I want her to stay 😭😭. Unless EJ does and all our theories and fantasies about him being director come true 👀. Anyway xD. I love her supporting all of them :')). And AAHHHH helping Gina out :')). And her being the only who knows (before EJ)!!! AAHHHH :'DDD. Also, she's slaying as Ms. Darbus of course :DD 😌. Anyway, whatever she picks, I hope everything works out :')). I love her so much <33.

Ricky you are SLAYING :'DDD!!! AND AAAAHHHHHHHH HIS PARENTS BEING THERE TOGETHER!!!! I don't know if they're actually TOGETHER together but I'm so happy for him that they're both there and getting along :'DD. Also him practicing the speech on them was adorable and funny xDD. Also him hugging Big Red <333. My besties :')). And 😬😬 things are like, okay?? With Gina's mom?? But not great xd. In the beginning, that is - not at the end o.o. Anyway, Ricky is slaying as Troy :DD. But AAAHHHHH MY POOR BABEY AT THE END THERE 😭😭😭😭💔💔❤️. He was gonna tell her he loved her :'((. And then her mom had to sweep in and do that 😭😭😭💔❤️. I'm not okay, thank you <33. I love him ❤️❤️. And I'm mostly sure that this'll all work out, but also- I really hope it does 😭😭❤️.

GINAAAA A MOVIE STAR :DDD!!! I mean beyond the one you already starred in. I'm so happy for and proud of her :')) :'DD <33. But girl you really need to tell Ricky 😭😭💔❤️. Again, I loved her conversation with EJ <33. And AAAHHHHHHH with Miss Jenn too :'DD. I just love them all so much <33.

Okay I was trying to complete this lol but I was in bed and I ended up falling asleep (as i figured I would) SO it's morning now let's do this (I already planned on watching this last episode this morning) XD

Back to Gina, she's playing as Gabriella 🥰🥰❤️. Also why does her mom like only watch her scenes 😭. Chill girl xd. Anyway, I wasn't thinking she's gonna go? Like to do the movie but I honestly don't know 😭❤️❤️ xd. Just because like, she was saying she didn't want change and obviously change can be good but it's okay to stay the same for a while you know? Ahh, I don't know, but I'm stressed 😭😭😭❤️💔. Either way though, I'm proud of her :')).

Kourtney honeyy 😭😭💔❤️. Back to my roots starting this with "Kourtney honeyy" xDD. Anyway, AAAHHHHHHH SHE GOT INTO BOTH SCHOOLS :DD!! But DD: my poor girl has to decide now :'(((. Seeing her anxious backstage was literally killing me 😭😭💔❤️. While we're on that, she does such a good job of portraying anxiety :')). Anyway, Kourtney's mom is the best, we love her <33 😭❤️❤️. And apparently all the other theatre kid do too xD, as they should lol <3. Anyway, even though I wish she gave her the letters after the show for Kourtney's sake, I'm glad she was supporting her and also told her not to worry about it till later xD <33. Oh, and her conversation with Carlos was amazing 😭❤️. But whatever she chooses, I'm happy for her and so proud of her 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️ <33. And poor Jet xD. Mans is trying lol :'). I do wonder if she already knows though, or if she's just oblivious xD <3. Also, Kourtney is SLAYING as Sharpay :DD!!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥳❤️. I love her :))) 🥰❤️❤️.

Okay separate again and then together because I can do what I want lol xD. Anyway, you know what time it isss lol

(what time is it? seblos time-)

AAAAHHHHHHHH Carlos is slaying SO hard as Ryan :DD!! Also :')) his conversation with Kourtney <33. Lowkey that's a pretty good story :'DD. Especially for the situation. Like candy isn't college obviously but yeah, they are both good choices :'))). Anyway, I love him ❤️❤️❤️❤️😭🥰 <33.

AAAAAHHHHHHH the way Seb kept looking at his dad in the audience 😭😭😭💔❤️. Also can we talk about the growth that is him coming back later to talk about it :'DD ❤️🥰😭❤️. And back to the audience, I love how into they all were :'DDD xD ❤️. Like Seb and Big Red and EJ and stuff were all dancing and I'm like YEAH good for them <33333. XD anyway lol. He slayed accidentally being a part of the show xD. I love him <333. Oh also, since he said "more than just a wrestler", are we assuming Seb's bi/queer xDD? Like queer besides gay lol? Because like totally fine if so obviously I'm just curious lol. Anyway yeah I love him 🥰🥰❤️.

Okay just a bit on their own now let's talk about Seblos together lol xD.

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY BABEYSSSS :'DDDDD 😭😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰!!!!! THEY RETURN TO USSS :'DDD!!!! AND THEY'RE SO ADORABLE 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰!! ALSO LAST EPISODE AS WEL AS THIS EPISODE, WE GOT A "HONEY" AGAIN!!! THE RETURN OF HONEY Y'ALL 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰!! AS WE D E S E R V E!!! Anyway xd. Y'all I am living my best life lol, this is exactly what I wanted xD. Cute after the angst, lol xDD 🥰❤️❤️. How they managed to fit BOTH a cheating recovery storyline (with several twists) and a coming out storyline I have no idea but XDD. Lovely lol. I needed a bit of fluff and a couple kisses and that's what I got so no complaints here 😌😌 XDD 🥰🥰❤️. My babeys <33. Anyway!!! Like I said I loved how you could really see their growth with this :')). Like Carlos could tell Seb was trying not to lie and actually asked him about it, and Seb came back later to talk :'DD. Though "are we using words now, honey?" BRUTAL man XDD dang Carlos lol. But seriously I'm really proud of them both :')) <33. Also thank goodness there were some really funny moments throughout their storyline 😭❤️. We needed it xD. Listen I'm just glad we get close to normal Seblos for while :'). Because if we didn't get anything significant of them after getting back together I would've needed another season so I could see them be happy LOL. Anyway xD 😭❤️❤️🥰. In all seriousness I did really like their storyline this episode <333 :') ❤️❤️😭🥰. And describing it as an Afterschool Coming Out Special from the 1980s was hilarious XDDD. But let's go back to what I mentioned at the beginning of this post because

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SEB WALKED ON STAGE AND KISSED CARLOS :DDDDDD 😭😭😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰!!!!!!! FREAKING OUT!!!!!

I LITERALLY MESSAGED MY SIBLING WHEN SEB SAID HIS DAD DIDN'T KNOW LIKE "he's gonna kiss Carlos in front of him/everyone isn't he lol" AND OH MY GOSH I WAS R I G H T!!!! I DON'T KNOW IFI SPECIFIED ON STAGE BUT IT WAS ONE OF MY GUESSES!! I was also like NOO they wouldn't BUT THEY DID :'DDDD!!!! OH MY GOSH I LOVED THAT SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭😭😭❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰. Also the way the whole audience was like 👁️👄👁️ WELL ALRIGHT :DDD!! XDDD!! Plus a Rina kiss right after that so the audience must just be going with it xD. Maybe Seb's playing the young version of the nameless Scott Hoying character lol and we just connected it to HSM4 XDD. Oh and "THIS MEANS WE'RE A THING" S T O P P P P HE IS THE MOST ADORABLE EVER 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰. Also how his dad immediately turned to (presumably) his mom to talk to her XDD. But he was smiling next so I think we're good :')). Maybe we'll see a talk next episode or a meeting but who knows <3333. I'm happy either way 🥰🥰.

Also Seb. PLEASE BE COACH BOLTON!!! Listen I know he probably won't but HONEY PLEASE STOP SHAKING YOUR HEAD 😭❤️❤️ xD!! I need it <333. Okay fine I just really really want it xdd <33.

Anyway that was the most adorable thing ever and I love them so so much <33333 😭😭❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰.

And y'all the MUSIC THIS EPISODE!!! ALL THE SONGS WERE SO GOOD :DDDD!!! Y'all know I love Now or Never xD but SERIOUSLY they were all amazing :DDD. And can we talk about the set and blocking/choreography with it as well??? I don't know how they had time for all that but it's a SLAY!!! Though I suppose they did show us with the dancing in episode 2 that they learn quickly lol xD. Anyway 🥰! Night of Nights was amazing (plus Seblos kiss at the end of the song 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️ perfect timing by the way Seb <333 xD)!! I Want It All was SUCH A SLAY!!! And like I said, I adore Now or Never xD. Mr. Mazzara just WORKED in it too, he was perfect :D!! Anyway, yeah, it was all wonderful 🥰🥰🥰❤️.

Y'all I loved this episode so freaking much :')). I'm scared for the next one, and DEFINITELY not at all read, especially considering it's the finale 😭😭, but I am SO FREAKING EXCITED!!!! I am gonna miss this show though :'). So, so freaking much <333. But yeah - this episode was AMAZING!! I'm glad we're getting a lot of the performance, too - we deserve it :'D. Though hopefully this time Ricky stays in it lol <3. But seriously, every part of this episode was just amazing :')). I really hope everything works out xdd. It better lol XD :'D. I'm sure it will (almost sure) <33. Ahh, I love them all so much :') <333 😭❤️❤️❤️🥰. Such a great, wonderful episode :) <333. And I am SO EXCITED for the next one :'D. The last one :'))).

So, let's do this :'D.

ONTO EPISODE EIGHT!!!!!

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milla-frenchy · 2 days ago

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I didn't expect to get hit in the face by the first sentence but here we are (and I'm here for it anyway😌)

“Let’s see what’s so fuckin’ special about you. Why your cunt is worth more than my brother’s life,” he spits, unfortunately literally, as droplets spray.

omg oh no. Don't touch her you fuck

You’re not even mad, because it makes you dizzy enough that you don’t really register what comes after. Maybe you would have been worried about that, but he hit you hard enough that you didn’t even remember how hard you’d been hit.

shit. shit

He steps away to rifle back through the duffle, and when he comes back, it’s with a pair of rusted pliers.

(I'm so fn nervous Toni, hold my hand 😭😭😭)

You can’t even really hear your own screams. There’s pain, there’s blood, there’s Mike’s sick laughter. And then there’s darkness.

I hate him. I fn hate him so fn much. I'm gonna be so fn GLAD when Joel's gonna rip him in two

Satisfied that you aren’t afraid, that you’re okay for a moment, he finishes his feast. There’s not much left of Mike when he tosses his corpse into a corner. It smacks against the far wall and drops to the ground. His final resting place.

jfc YES!!!!

He looks down at you, long tongue poking out to lap at your cheek before he realizes the injury is inside. He whines, and you shake your head, weaving your fingers in his fur and burying your face there. He doesn’t need words; neither of you do. He just takes you home.

Damn I wanna cry. I was so scared for her, I'm so relieved Joel's here, but seeing that he tries to heal her and then realizes that the wound is inside is so hard to read 😥

He makes good on his promise to soothe your other wounds. He can’t quite numb your aching mind or racing heart, can’t slide his tongue over the places that shattered inside, but he can damn well remove every trace of Mike from your body.

I hate what that guy did to her. I hate it so much

“My—” and there’s something potent in his pause. Something that saps the silliness of your subject change away and dances dangerously close to serious. “My daughter loved that shit,” he says.

Oh wow... Oh, Joel... 🫂

You go to turn over again, but this time, he lets you, both of his arms cradling you in a way that makes your throat feel tacky and tight. It’s made worse by the way his eyes are bright, the flecks of green bursting through the brown like lichen in soil.

This is so beautiful

“Will you tell me about her?” you ask, barely a whisper, afraid to break whatever is happening. “Not… not today,” he grants, and you take it for the huge step that it is, and nod, burying your face in his chest instead and taking a deep breath of his soothing scent.

Damn I love them so much

Then, of course, you wish you hadn’t looked at all. Once you have, though, you can’t look away. You understand that Tool song now, the one from the CD your dad burned you before the world went to hell.

I don't have the reference 🥲 Which song is it?

What a chapter Toni!!! The emotions, omg. This series is so so good 🖤🖤🖤

of rage and ruin - chapter nine

chapter nine

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werewolf!alpha!Joel Miller x f!omega!reader

word count: 3.6k

summary: things take a turn for the worse.

Please read the warnings as some new important ones have been added. NOTE: this is the last time that the SA tag will be used in this story. However, the events of this chapter are important. If you decide to skip this chapter, feel free to message me and I’ll fill you in. Or message if you want specifics about the tags to decide if you want to read it.

chapter warnings: non-con, dark, dead dove do not eat, a/b/o, alpha/omega dynamics, omegaverse, captivity, canon-typical violence, genre-typical violence, horror themes, graphic violence, abuse by captors (not by either joel or reader), body horror, viewer discretion is advised, sexual assault (NOT by joel, NOT described, just implied and alluded to), p in v, torture

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dividers by @saradika-graphics

You were wrong about Mike. About his lack of retaliation.

You were so, so wrong.

That much is clear when you wake up.

The first sign that things aren’t quite right is that you never did get around to going to sleep last night.

The second is that you may be buried, or something. You can’t quite move your limbs beyond wiggling your fingers and toes. And you can’t see shit.

The third sign is that you can’t smell Joel. Not beyond what’s soaked into your skin and sweater. No, he’s very much not here. Or anywhere nearby, if the rapidly tightening feeling in your chest is any indication.

It’s panic you can’t shake off, you know, since you can’t fucking move.

The fluorescent overhead buzzes to life.

“Not so brave now, are you?” The voice blows in from across the room and sinks in your gut like it’s sleeping with the fishes.

You really, truly are in some deep shit.

You’ve been kidnapped from your kidnappers. Honestly, what did you do in a past life to deserve this?

He’s right about one thing. The confidence you clung to in the early days has been picked at like carrion. You’re scared.

“I didn’t–I’m–” but something is wrong, so very, very wrong. You’re bubbling out gibberish and spit. It’s just sounds, dribbling from sloppy lips.

He rolls his eyes. “Shut up. It ain’t gonna wear off for a while, so best just sit quietly like a good bitch.”

You’re not sure if it's the panic or whatever he’s drugged you with, but your throat is cinched, and your cheeks sting from the uncontrollable stream of tears.

“Let’s see what’s so fuckin’ special about you. Why your cunt is worth more than my brother’s life,” he spits, unfortunately literally, as droplets spray.

Shit. They were actual brothers. Not that it mattered; what was done was done, but you had really miscalculated this.

His hand is on your shoulder. It’s better than where you thought he was reaching, and yet, still horrible. It’s not like you haven’t had to deal with handsy or aggressive men. It’s just… usually, you can move. Fight. Run.

His hand is nothing like Joel’s. His fingers are short, his nails broken and edged with grime. There are scars and dry skin, like Joel, but it’s nothing like his rough grip. There’s no nick above the webbing of his thumb, no calluses on the plump pads of his fingers to remind you that you’re alive.

Mike brushes his thumb over Joel’s bite, the thin newborn skin taut and jagged. You make a sound. You don’t hear it, not with the way your heart is beating in your eardrums, not the way every note scrapes your throat, but you grate out a sound that might have been a hiss.

Or a growl.

His hand connects with your cheek, which does not help the dizziness stuffed between your ears.

He must know he’s on a dwindling timetable. Inevitably, by dawn, the others will return to the base with Joel in tow. Inevitably, by dawn, they’ll know.

As if he can tell you’ve dug up a fragment of hope, he leers, taking a swig from a bottle of dirty brown liquor. “You think Jim’s gonna waste resources on finding you?” he murmurs, grimy fingers stroking your cheek.

And just like that, with a sharp breath, you lose that hope. Because he’s right, he’s undeniably right. Jim never misses a chance to bitch about the drain you are. They don’t need you, not really. Neither does Joel, not really.

It’s easy, after the hours that have passed, to give in to the overwhelming dread. His hand wanders as it settles in, and you twitch away from his touch.

“Guess it’s wearin’ off,” Mike muses, taking another drink. “Can’t have you puttin’ up a fight now.” His bottle clinks against the file cabinet he sets it upon as he squats to dig through a duffel bag.

There’s nothing you can do when he ties you down. There’s nothing you can do as he grips your cheeks hard, his thumb digging into your jaw until your mouth opens. You try not to swallow the liquor he pours in, only to aspirate it instead, wheezing and sputtering to little effect.

“Jesus. Can’t even handle a little booze,” he sneers. “Too bad. Can’t have you gettin’ too feisty, huh?” He forces more down your throat, and it burns.

He keeps squeezing your face, peering down at your mouth. “Reckon I should teach you a lesson about biting,” he said, tapping the bottle lightly against your front teeth. A whimper of fear slips free, and he grins crookedly.

“Yeah, you don’t like that, huh? My brother didn’t much like gettin’ bit, either.”

He steps away to rifle back through the duffle, and when he comes back, it’s with a pair of rusted pliers.

You can feel your body twitch, trying its very hardest. The lingering drugs and booze make your head spin and throb. Mike faded in and out of view, but made his presence very clear as he pried your jaw back open.

He tapped each tooth with the pliers, hemming and hawing about where to start. Garbled sounds are all the protest you can muster, trying to shake your head loose of his grasp as he selects an incisor.

The first two attempts fail, the pliers slipping free, battering you in the process. The third try, though, clamps on just right. He clumsily tugs, to no avail, before wiggling and twisting the tooth. Reluctantly, your body parts ways with it as he increases the force, plucking the loosened tooth from the gum.

You can’t even really hear your own screams. There’s pain, there’s blood, there’s Mike’s sick laughter. And then there’s darkness.

—

It’s not the fight that wakes you. Not the gunshots, not the snarling. Everything has died down by the time you come around.

Well, not everything. Based on the sounds, you’d hazard a guess that Mike is still at least a little alive. When you look up, you’re thrilled to find out you can, that the paralysis has waned.

For a moment, Joel meets your eyes, and you are the wolf, nearly. You can feel the way it burns through your veins.

Satisfied that you aren’t afraid, that you’re okay for a moment, he finishes his feast.

There’s not much left of Mike when he tosses his corpse into a corner. It smacks against the far wall and drops to the ground. His final resting place.

The Wolf that is Joel, that is your alpha, that is your savior, stands on his hind legs with those unsettling inverse ankle-knee-freaky bits bent. But even crouching, he fills the room. He’s a blur, like the first time you saw him, an ink blot in the center of your vision. A wormhole absorbing all the light. What little is left reflects off his shiny body. It takes you a moment to realize his fur (or his body hair, as he insists) is soaked in blood.

It clings to the plaque on his teeth. His hands are steeped in it, some already hardening or coagulating under the stretch of his claws. He stalks over to you, and you do not flinch from him. His claws rend the rope as if it were no more than spaghetti. You tremble uncontrollably as he helps you sit up, most of your faculties back under your control. His blood-soaked, massive paws cradle your cheeks, pulling back abruptly when you whimper.

A growl rumbles from his chest, and he throws his head back and howls. It brings footsteps in your direction as he gathers you into his arms. You’ve never felt smaller than you do now, and it’s not just the bulk and heft of his body. He cradles you with a delicacy unbefitting his sharp, deadly nature, but it’s all the more Joel to you than the brutality you witnessed.

The raiders filter in, just a few of them, more to control him than assist, but they reclaim Mike’s stolen supplies and pay you no mind. At least until Cheryl comes in.

“Alive after all, huh?” she says, approaching far closer than you think she should dare. But she wiggles the remote to the shock collar as she nears, peering at you. “Still want her, pet?” she asks Joel. “She’s all used up.”

He bares his teeth and snarls, and she shrugs. “It was just an option,” she says, hand dropping from the pistol on her belt.

You feel sick from the second brush with death in as many hours. Or maybe it’s from the bootleg booze and blood that’s been dripping down your throat.

No. Not home. You can’t let yourself accept that. But it’s been almost a year, now. Almost a year since they plucked you from that FEDRA truck and brought you to hell.

It’s not the cell that’s home, though. It’s him.

—

You look up at the wolf once you’re locked in, the relief of your familiar prison bubbling up like bile. The others go back to their day, the incident no more than a blip of inconvenience. Silence lingers, both of you waiting, waiting, waiting to hear the heavy thunk of the cellar’s deadbolt.

As soon as it sounds, you break.

“You found me,” you gasp, trailing into a whimper. “You found me, you found me.” Your voice is grating, leaking from your cracked and dry throat. It hurts to talk, your jaw throbs, and you struggle around the swelling, but you can’t stem the leak.

He grips your biceps with both paws, and rolls back the shift enough to speak. “I found you,” he says firmly, letting you feel his sturdy hold on you, keeping you there and present. “I’ve got you. Okay?”

You don’t respond, still shaking and swaying a little on the spot. “You found me,” you echo, raw and dredged up from the hollow of your lungs.

“Hey,” he growls without aggression. “ Listen to me. ” He doesn’t mean to do it. His voice drops a register, an even lower rumble than usual, and your attention snaps up to him.

He winces. There’ll be time to apologize later, though. “I’ve got you,” he repeats steadily. “Okay?”

You nod. “Okay,” you echo in a whisper.

“I will always find you,” he promises, eyes gone dark. “Always, little omega. You’re mine, and there’s nowhere on this godforsaken earth that they can hide you from me.”

In any other context, it would frighten you. It should, by all means, frighten you a little. Instead, you kiss him.

It’s a mistake that sends you pulling back, gasping in pain, and all the ferocity on his face falls.

“Let me see,” he coaxes gently, cradling your jaw. He’s careful as he presses your lip to the side to get a good look. “ Jesus, ” he whispers.

You can see the guilt building up, layers upon layers from all his life. You won’t let this, won’t let you be another. “Joel—”

But he’s not having it. He bristles and narrows his eyes at you. “Would you stop tryin’ to run your mouth? You’re making it bleed.” His eyes dart over your face, stopping back on your missing tooth each time before sighing, shoulders slumping.

“C’mon,” he grumbles, leaving no room for argument by simply picking you up and carrying you over to the bed. He settles with you straddling his lap, wincing. He looks down for only a moment. “I’ll take care of that next. Sit still ‘n be good.”

It turns out not to be a hard order to follow. He sets about to lick your wounds, starting with your mouth. He doesn’t mean for it to turn into anything, he really doesn’t, but he’s licking inside your mouth. As his spit mixes with yours, as he laves his tongue oh-so-gently over and over, the familiar tingling starts to set in. It numbs the pain, not entirely, but the relief is enough to make you sigh softly against his mouth.

He can’t entirely be blamed as it turns into lazy kisses, tongues brushing comfort over one another, each press of lips like a mantra. I’m here, I’m here, I’m here. You’re not sure who’s reassuring who.

It’s not going to fix it. There’s not a magical makeout session that can restore your tooth or even heal the socket. Not that quickly, anyway. But it eases the pain, and so does the way his warm hands hold you like you’re something precious. The way he groans into the kiss, the way he can’t stop reaching for every bit of you, checking meticulously to make sure nothing else was taken from you.

He settles you down on the mattress, settles himself into the wolf, and he licks every inch of you. His long, hot tongue is just rough enough to make you feel clean. There’s no way even a cell of Mike’s skin is left behind on yours. Joel eats it all up like he did the man himself. It leaves your whole body tingling, your heart pounding in your ears, your cunt gushing by the time he sheaths himself in you.

There’s no room left for anyone else. There’s no room for anything but you and Joel in the darkness.

It’s too late before either of you realize he’s triggered his own rut. Your body responds beautifully, burning under his touch, following your alpha into blissful oblivion. He fusses relentlessly, worried despite his own distress and desire, not wanting you to feel trapped or forced. Not again. Never again.

It’s a promise neither of you are sure he can keep, but both know he’ll die trying.

It isn’t as long as your first heat, but it’s all the more intense. Your little room fills with sweat, pants and groans replacing any need for words. And it’s exactly what you need—no thoughts, no memories, no dealing with what you’ve suffered. Just Joel, just… love? No, that can’t be right. Just lust.

His cock is insistent, pressing into you, filling the gaps he’d left behind. He doesn’t bother turning back to the man, doesn’t bother trying to pretend he’s anything but a mindless creature right now. And still, he’s so gentle. More gentle than he’s ever been.

You didn’t have time to build a nest, but that’s okay. He doesn’t ever move from his place over your body, cocooning you, blocking everything else from sight. There’s just Joel. You’re warm and cozy and safe.

You almost forget that you’re locked up at all. He keeps you on such a high with his deft fingers, mouth, and cock that you can’t even fathom a time when he might have to part from you. The lock of your cunt around his knot is your echo of his promise. Never again.

—

“How much of this is even real?” you whisper in the fading light of your heat. Your hand is lazily raised, blocking out the fluorescents, but he catches it with his own, his thick fingers making room for themselves between yours. Locking you together in another way, keeping you close.

“Couldn’t tell ya,” he says quietly, gruff voice even coarser in the way he holds back, keeping it soft in your ear. “Probably nothin’. But it’s there anyway.”

He was sure as shit right about that. This burning in your chest, the way your heart picked up as he wove your fingers together and tugged your hands down, using both your arms to hold you to his chest, your unified fist in the center. It’s not real, not really. You don’t know him. He doesn’t know you. There’s nothing for this heavy feeling to rest upon, no foundation for the feelings that should not be there.

And yet.

The conversation is veering uncomfortably personal, of which you only have yourself to blame, but you run from it anyway. “You ever see Dawn of the Wolf? ” you ask, pushing for something unserious, something that’ll have him rolling his eyes and putting up a fuss about the W Word.

That’s not what happens, though.

His breath catches for a second before rolling out in a soft sigh, his warm breath ruffling the hairs at the nape of your neck. “Yeah,” he admits. “My—” and there’s something potent in his pause. Something that saps the silliness of your subject change away and dances dangerously close to serious.

“My daughter loved that shit,” he says.

You can’t help the way your body stiffens. You want to roll over and look at him, to parse his pursed lips and warm eyes. He doesn’t let you, though, tightening his grip around your waist, fingers pressing a little more insistently in the divots between your knuckles until you settle.

“Watched the damn movies, read the damn books, had the damn poster on her wall,” he says, something careful in his words. Like he’s trying to give this to you without giving anything up for himself. These memories he’s clutched in the recesses of his ventricles—they can’t be extracted without damaging the last soft tissue he could spare to wrap them in.

“So, who’s team were you on?” you tease instead.

“I didn’t give a shit,” he dismisses. A beat passes. “Why would she even have considered the wimpy blond vampire kid?”

“Oh, I see,” you say, nodding sagely. “You think the obvious choice was the tall, hairy, brooding wolf-man. I have to agree.”

“Shut up,” he grouses immediately. “It was all stupid, anyway. None of ‘em could stop whining.”

“Never did get to see the sequel,” you say after a moment, trying to regain some sense in your brain.

He snorts. “Didn’t miss anything. I thought it couldn’t be worse than the first one but it was the stupidest two hours of my life.”

“I can’t believe you saw Dawn of the Wolf 2, and I didn’t,” you say. A beat passes. “Will you tell me about her?” you ask, barely a whisper, afraid to break whatever is happening.

“Not… not today,” he grants, and you take it for the huge step that it is, and nod, burying your face in his chest instead and taking a deep breath of his soothing scent. The oaky notes are easier to parse, now, much more complex. Hints of spices are there, sometimes.

You’re getting too familiar. So much so that when the chamomile blossom of his grief leaks through, your grip on him tightens just a little, and you find yourself pressing a kiss to the thick thatch of hair beneath your cheek.

It isn’t real, but how can it not be? How can something this intense not be real? No, it’s different. This isn’t real versus fake like something photoshopped, something on a green screen.

This is more than that. The dotted lines that make up constellations aren’t real, but it doesn’t change the way those stars are bound together to make something unique, something breathtaking.

“I get it now,” he murmurs, breaking your existential reverie.

“Get what?” you say, nose wrinkling.

He bumps his nose against yours, nudging at you in a way you know would involve a playful nip if he was his other self. “Why he didn’t just eat her,” he says.

You reward him with a bark of a laugh. “You’re still thinking about Dawn?”

This time he does nip at you, catching your ear gently with very human teeth. “S’your fault,” he grumbles, and you feel it rumble through his chest.

And yours.

No, wait, that was your stomach. You’re suddenly starving, and with that revelation comes another, much worse one. You sit up so quickly that Joel follows suit, eyebrows raised.

“What’s the matter?” He barks.

“It’s the food,” you whisper. “That’s why they don’t let you share. That’s how Mike got me. It’s in the fucking food.”

He sits up, cupping your jaw. “Explain,” he growls.

“I think they’re drugging us,” you finally tell him. It’s been a haunting tug in the back of your brain, one you didn’t really want to admit to. There’s been a matching tug in your gut, the feeling of something not sitting quite right, but you couldn’t put a finger on it.

It had been twenty years since you had something like cough syrup, anyway. But that’s the feeling. The fuzzy spot between your eyes where the ground seems to swoop up, the way you move through the day underwater.

“Fuck,” Joel whispers. But he can’t deny it makes sense. It makes too much goddamn sense. He’s been too fucking compliant, too fucked to care. He thought it was apathy borne of everything he’s been through.

But goddamnit. He knows. He just knows you’re right.

#jmrecs #janrecs #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #alpha!joel x omega!reader #alpha!joel miller x omega!reader #werewolf!joel #omegaverse fic #dead dove fic #toni

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lizzzybooo · 3 years ago

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Can I just share that I'm on vacation in Denmark rn and I'm having THE best time??

#it's been such hard few weeks #so many negative things happened #I'm honestly shocked how a few days away can help me this much to recharge #also flights inside Europe can get so cheap??#like wth it's literally cheaper for me to fly to another country than take the train to another city bot too far from me lol #and Italy and Denmark are not even that close!#anyway I'm having a good time after a series of unfortunate events and I'm feeling really relieved 😌#and ready to go back to Rome in a few days and kick ass #hope you guys are doing well #❤️❤️❤️#personal

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jeyramarie · 4 years ago

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More like a kook (part 16)- Kiara Carrera x Sister! Reader

summary: it’s time for John B and Sarah to escape and while the pogues are trying to help a few people get in their way. 🙃

wc: 2,306

warning: angst, blood, fights and a couple curse words 👀

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a/n: okay guys! so i was thinking about taking a break from more like a kook until season 2 comes out to get a lot more inspo but if y’all wanna keep reading you can send me ideas and i’ll be happy to continue the fic 😌 also i got a request that’s really good and i’m excited to write that!! i started college like two weeks so if updates get a lot more slower it’s because of that, i hope you guys understand 🥺 but anyway, happy reading everyone 🦋

The next morning Anna bursts into Nani’s room, making her jump up. She wasn't even fully awake when her mom started questioning her.

“Have you seen your sister?” she asked worriedly.

“Um.. no… why?” Nani said with her morning and still trying to get used to the sunlight in her face.

“She didn't sleep here last night, Mike and I have been looking for her all night. She's not answering her phone… her car is gone too and- and i don't know, what if something happened to her?” she ranted while her daughter stood up from her bed and walked towards her mom, pulling her into a hug.

“She’s okay.. I know she is, let's just go and find her.” she whispered into her mother’s shoulder, when she felt Anna nod she pulled away and walked to her bathroom. Nani took a shower and started getting ready to go look for Kie. She couldn't help but think about every bad scenario like ‘what if she's laying on a ditch somewhere?’ or ‘what if Barry and Rafe hurt her?’. These were all thoughts that wandered around her head. She got out of the shower and got ready, then she met her mother downstairs in the kitchen.

“Where do you think she can be?” Anna asked, sipping from tea, trying to calm down.

“Hopefully not in a ditch.” she muttered looking around the kitchen.

“Maybe she's at the Wreck or with her pogue friends.” she said, finally looking at her mom.

“Probably….. I just hope she’s okay.” Anna said with a sigh, she suddenly put down her tea cup and grabbed her car keys.

“Let’s go,come on.” and with that they left. They went to the beach, around the Cut and last but not least, they went to the Wreck. They pulled up at the restaurant and immediately saw Kie walking out with JJ behind her. Anna didn't even think twice, she basically jumped out of the car walking towards Kie with relieved yet angry eyes with Nani trailing behind her.

“Where have you been?” Anna said angrily at Kie while JJ placed a box in the trunk of the car.

“Uh- I’m fine. I slept here.” she stuttered and pointed at the restaurant.

“Well, we were half the night scared to death, looking for you.” Anna said in an angry voice.

“Were you even gonna tell us?” she said while JJ closed the trunk and made eye contact with Nani.

‘Are you okay?’ she mouthed.

‘Yeah.’ he mouthed back and smiled, snapping back into reality.

“Well i'm telling you right now.” Kie said looking at the car and back at her mom.

“What the hell are you two up to?” Anna asked, looking between her daughter and JJ.

“Sorry, Miss Anna, we just gotta go.” JJ said after fixing his baseball cap.

“Sorry.” Kie said softly and her mother cut her off.

“No. I’m sorry. Absolutely not.” she said, trying to keep her daughter from leaving.

“Have you heard what's going on?”

“Mom, I'll explain later.” Kie said opening the car door.

“Have you seen the storm?” she said in a worried voice. JJ was already in the car, looking between Nani and his hat.

“This is not safe!” Anna shouted while her daughter was getting in the car.

“I’m sorry, Mom. I have to go!” the pogue shouted, making Nani walk towards the car.

“These cops are armed Kiara. You’re gonna get yourself shot.”

“I have to go!” Kie shouted while turning on the car.

“I am not letting you do this!” Anna shouted standing in front of the car door not letting Kie close it.

“Mom, John B needs me!” she shouted, making JJ look at them and then at Nani who was speechless by the argument unraveling in front of her.

“You need to stay here.”

“I understand. I’ll be careful.” At this point Kie was basically slowly shoving her mom out of the way to close the door and she finally slammed in shut. Anna immediately put her hands on the window.

“Kiara! Open this door!” she shouted while pulling on the door handle.

“Sorry! I’m sorry.” the pogue shouted back with her voice breaking while moving her gearshift to D (drive).

“Stop it right now!” Anna said slamming on the window while the car started moving.

“Right now, Kiara! This is not safe! Stop!” she screamed, still moving next to the car as it was moving faster.

“Stop! Kiara!” she stepped away from the car and watched as her daughter sped away. Nani was feeling a panic attack coming in, she didn't know what to do. Anna turned around and saw her daughter shaking, looking at the floor and on the verge of crying. She ran to her and pulled her into a hug, the moment Nani felt her mom against her she started crying hysterically. Too many emotions at the same time gave her panic attacks. Like one time when she was little her pet turtle died, that same day her favorite show got cancelled and that night her aunt called saying that her grandfather had passed away. She had a panic attack for most of the night but having her family with her and doing some breathing exercises would help a bit.

“Sweetie, you’re okay. You’re fine…. Honey breath for me, please.” Anna said while grabbing Nani’s face. Her breath went back to normal and she finally looked up at her mom who had teary eyes.

“What are we gonna do?” the kook whispered with her voice breaking a bit.

“I don’t know sweetie.”

“I wanna go home.” she said slowly, still feeling the aftermath of the panic attack.

“I’ll take you but i have to come back to the restaurant while your dad is picking up the food.” Nani nodded and got in the car. When they got home the kook walked straight to her room. She sat down on her hammock when she heard her mom drive away so she stood up and grabbed her phone to call Kie.

‘Hey babe.’

‘JJ?’

‘Yeah it's just Kie’s driving and couldn't answer it.’

‘Put me on speaker please.’ she said softly, once Kie could hear she started talking.

‘What’s up?’

‘Okay one, what the fuck happened at the Wreck? And two, with whatever you’re doing, do you need my help?’

‘One, i have no idea what happened and two, no, we don't need your help. You can get in a lot of trouble and i… we don't wanna drag you into this.’ Nani sighed and rubbed her temple.

‘Can you at least tell me where you're going?’

‘Yeah, we’re going to the docks to get my dad’s boat.’ JJ answered, running his hand through his hair.

‘Why would you need another boat?’ Nani asked with her eyebrows furrowed.

‘Just something… We’ll explain tonight, we actually got to go so i’ll call you later. Bye!’ and with that Kie hung up leaving Nani with even more questions than before. She threw her phone on her bed and then walked towards the balcony. Sitting there for a couple minutes helped her think about her panic attacks, how JJ doesn't know about them. Suddenly she heard the roaring of a bike and she quickly stood up thinking it was her boyfriend but, surprisingly, it was Pope.

“Pope?” she asked squinting her eyes checking if her eyesight was correct. He stopped and took off his helmet looking up at the balcony.

“Hey! Can you come help me with the gasoline and stuff? It’s for Sarah and JB.”

“Um.. yeah, yes of course. I’ll be down in a minute.” she said, walked into her room, put on her shoes and went outside to greet Pope. When he saw her, he grabbed the other helmet and handed it to her.

“Can you tell me what’s going on?” she asked, grabbing the helmet and walking towards the back of the bike.

“I’ll explain on the way.” Nani nodded and got on the back of the bike while putting the helmet on. Once she was ready and secure Pope started driving away to the docks where all the boats were at. He explained everything about John B, how the cops were looking for him and they were gonna help him escape. The kook was stunned, she didn’t know what to say, so all she said was “wow” as the bike pulled up at the docks. Pope turned off the engine while she was taking her helmet off.

“You guys do too many things while i’m at home.” she said, placing the helmet on the bike making Pope chuckle. They made their way towards the warehouse with Luke’s boat finding Rafe choking Kiara and Barry beating the shit out of JJ.

“JJ! Kie!” Nani shouted scared to death which made Barry turn around letting go of JJ. Pope clenched his fist and started walking towards Rafe while Alani was walking towards JJ. When she got close enough Barry took out his gun and pointed at her making her put her hands up next to her head.

“You got some nerve coming in here little girl.” he said gritted but quickly put the gun down when he saw Rafe get beaten up. JJ took this change and punched Barry in the face making him fall to the ground. Nani was shaking and on the verge of a panic attack, JJ grabbed her face and she looked up at him. She only saw his lips moving until Kie started screaming making her come back to reality and turn around.

“Pope. Okay, Pope. Pope!” she cried while the pogue kept punching Rafe.

“Pope, that’s good! Pope!” she screamed as the kook tumbled down on the floor.

“Hey, Pope.” JJ said walking over there.

“He’s had enough dude.” the pogue didn’t feel like stopping, it was like he was in a trans filled with anger and now he was exploding. So angry that he grabbed some kind of wire and wrapped it around Rafe’s neck, starting to choke him.

“Snap out of it, man!” JJ walked closer and started snapping his fingers in front of his best friend’s face.

“Snap out of it, dude!” he shouted trying to break him from the trans.

“Pope! Pope that’s too much!”

“Stop, dude!” they shouted while the kook was gasping for air and Nani stood there not being to move, seeing how everything unfolds.

“Dude, come on! Stop! Stop, dude!” JJ shouted while wrapping his arms around Pope’s shoulder trying to make him release the wire.

“Pope! Get off!”

“Let go! Come on!” the blonde shouted pulling on the wire trying to let the kook free. Pope started yelling in anger, tightening the grip, making Rafe look purple.

“Look at me!” Kie shouted making Pope suddenly let go of the kook hyperventilating while looking at her. Nani walked over to her sister and grabbed her hand trying to make her feel safe.

“Shit. Oh, shit.” JJ cursed seeing how fucked up Rafe was, blood everywhere.

“It’s okay.” Kie whispered while the kook was gasping for her, when Nani looked at him she got worried. She was scared that he would end up choking on his own blood. So she let go of Kie and kneeled next to him pulling on his shoulder to turn him on his side. The pogues were in shock thinking ‘How can she help him?’ ‘Why doesn’t she let him die?’.

“Stay on your side for a bit and spit all the blood you can okay? If you stay on your back you can choke and die.” she said softly at Rafe who nodded, taking that as a good enough ‘yes’ she stood up and walked back to her sister.

“Okay, we gotta go. We gotta go.” Kie said with a shaky breath grabbing her sister’s hand and running towards her car. Pope stood over Rafe again with his nostril flared with anger.

“Stay off the cut.” he said seeing the kook still gasping for air.

“Pope!” the curly haired pogue called out already turning on the car. Everyone got in the car and started making their way to the Chateau but Kie kept driving to her house.

“Weren’t we going to John B’s?” Nani asked, realizing they drove by the house.

“We are, you’re not.”

“What? But- i-i thought you wanted my help, i want to help.”

“You’re not going to.”

“Why the hell not?!” Nani shouted, making Kie turn to her for a second.

“Babe, calm down.” JJ said touching his girlfriend's shoulder from the back seat.

“Calm down? Pope told me you needed my help and that’s what I'm here for.” she shouted at her sister while she pulled up in front of her house.

“Get out of the car.” Kie said in a strong but right when her sister started protesting she cut her off.

“Get out of the fucking car!” she shouted leaving everyone with wide eyes.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Nani mutters with watery eyes.

“This involves cops, Nani. You’re not gonna get involved, that’s it. Don’t argue with me.” she said and leaned over her sister opening the door.

“Are you serious right now?” the kook said with her voice breaking, Kie didn’t even flinch. She didn’t look at Nani, she just started forward waiting for her to get out.

“Fuck you, Kiara.” she scoffed getting out of the car and running towards the house. JJ got out to get in the front seat but he waited until the front door of the house was closed, just to make sure that Nani got in okay.

“Are you okay?” Pope asked Kie as JJ closed the car door.

“Yeah, i’m good. Let’s go.” she turned on the engine and drove to the Chateau not feeling 100% ready to help John B escape.

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Hellooo, I hope youre doing better..atleast its almost the weekend. 😊 So Nice actually won there last match but surely not because I was watching, I only had time to watch the 1st half but then kept checking the score and was so relieved when it finally said full time and it was still 1-2. 😄 Its funny because I dont even care or know about Nice that much but I just want Kasper to win because I like him and dont want him to have a bad time at his new club and because it makes you happy. 🥰

But I’m definitly not good luck after all, Milan this week was the most depressing match, the only nice thing was Simon playing again. I think he’s still traumatized or something from being injured for so long tho, hes a captain and I’m sure hes always been a caring person but he was always the first by the side of injured players, all concerned and tried to help and make sure there okay. 🥺 All these injuries were so upsetting, Berardi was in tears and looked so devastated like he knew it was something serious. 😢 And also Florenzi is said to be out for weeks, this sucks and I’m gonna miss him so much, I love Spizzi hes so funny and always fighting during matches but also so sweet and constantly hugging everyone and making people laugh, and now the others have to make up for that. 😢

Juventus isn’t too bad really and they probably have the cutest striker in the league, I’ve been watching a lot since my uncle got me a sub to paramount+ for my bd and they have all the Serie A matches. 😍 If Milan mess it up this season I guess there allowed to win the championship as long as its not Inter. And if Milan didnt exist maybe I’d support them instead but that ship has irrevocably sailed and its just their bad luck none of their players threw up on the pitch first. 😆😆

Yes!! I’ll watch as many worldcup matches as possible! I have the whole schedule with kick off times on my wall and already tryin to arrange plans around it because its pre-xmas time and I only associate worldcups with summer and vacation time so its gonna be super strange this time! I’m still so pissed the stupid italians didnt qualify, its the 2nd worldcup they’re missing in a row and thats why I barely knew anyone in their team anymore because I used to only watch the worldcups and european champions sometimes,, so stupid! I’ve been missing out!

Atleast no Italy makes it easy to pick my team to support I guess. Ofcourse I want all the Milan guys to do well with there teams but I really want Denmark to win! I just dont know if theyre good enough because after the group matches you’d have to win 4 in a row against other very strong teams, but I like them so much they seem such a cool and tight knit group. 😍

Ohgod I’m so sorry for this novel I’d better shut up and go to sleep so I wont miss the derby altho I’m kinda worried about it. 😅Have a nice weekend! 💕x

~S.A.

EDIT TO ADD: I'M HOPING YOU'LL SEE THIS BECAUSE IT'S SEMI IMPORTANT - I'm taking a break from football for a while. Things haven't been very happy for me and it's gotten too hard lately and I can't go on being this affected by a silly sport. I'm just struggling in terms of a lot of things but football isn't helping either because I found myself caring way too much hence why I need to step away for a while. I'll probably be here less often too and I wanted to give you a heads up. I still hope you'll have loads of fun watching matches and the upcoming international duty!! 😊💗💗💗

Well thank you anyway, I'm giving those two goals to you because I don't think they would have otherwise and considering they only scored in the first half I think you deserve some credit! 😌 I have given up watching the matches live, I am now superstitious to my core and think I'm the one giving them bad luck. I'm watching every match *post* happening lest I ruin any club I like 😭

I think Simon's problem with injuries might stem deeper than his own injuries. I think none of us will ever recover but especially not Simon, his heart will probably always drop when he sees someone down on the pitch 😔 The players getting injured breaks my heart because you can tell how devastated they feel, it's not just the pain of the injury but their spirits break because these guys truly love playing this silly game (most of them anyway). I hope they can recover quickly, it's sad not seeing all the guys in rotation 😞

Juve is a mess internally currently! Their vice-president is partying with ladies in their bras and tripping drunk all over Turin, Pogba is hexing and cursing his France NT teammate Mbappé and his (Pogba's) brother is exposing him on twitter... it's THE club for dramatic entertainment currently and I'm ALL for it! You're better off with Milan, not to be biased or anything but... superior club you know? 😏😌

YES!! Being around the holidays will be SOOOO weird!! I'm so not used to the idea of a world cup in the Winter 😭 I'm beyond upset the Italians aren't going because well... a little fruity vibe should have been taken to Qatar, every other club is too stiff and doesn't deliver the way they should 😔 I need to see the times because.. my god will that schedule be a mess when converted to different time zones.. this whole planning a world cup in Qatar only created trouble for the masses 😒

You and me both honey, you and me both. 😭 But at this point I'm even afraid to wish for anything because I feel like I'll curse it and ruin it all. I'm just hoping all of my favourite little miau miaus do well at the world cup.. and if my heart can wish.. then I wish for things to go well.. 🍀🍀🍀

#me? being purposefully vague? more likely than you think 😂😭#I HOPE YOU DID GO TO SLEEP AND HAD A GOOD REST!!#i also hope that my little black and red miau miaus will do well today #but i won't watch live lest i ruin them #i can't ruin their match when they're playing The Hellish Club #@ God: please just.. help a bitch out okay? let them do well i'm tired of suffering 🙏🏻😭#my sandro anonie <3

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