#anyways usually we go somewhere but im just not feeling it this time

[bunnyb34r]

Knock on wood, but I think this has been one of the most peaceful and pleasant birthdays I've had

Too hot to go to the outlet mall like usual and I don't feel like going anywhere really so we're just chilling at home and I gotta be honest, it's pretty great

[theartofclowns]

Valentines

cw: none, just fluff! and one mention of death! (correct me if im wrong when you get to that part..)

a/n: my amazing moot helped me with this whole story! @dominionatrix! took us forever but we eventually got the perfect story! anyways heres the story <3 (i love spoiling everyone ;)

heres the song that i thought was cute addition to this story!

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It was valentines day, a holiday you use to hate but now your so excited. Art had texted you earlier in the evening to tell you he was going to bring you somewhere around 10. You didnt know exactly why he was taking you to this place but he said youd enjoy it. He told you he was going to bring you to a amusement park, you thought it was a bit suspicious but didnt question it. All you could think about was how this was going to be the first time you spend valentines with the person you love.

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It was about 9:50 when he texted you that he was going to be at your house soon. You look in the mirror before getting a wave of anxitey about how you look, but you remebered he doesnt care how unready, or "ugly" you look, your words not his. You heard a vehicle pull into the driveway and you take a deep breath before turning around to walk towards the door, before you hear his horn honk right in your face. you scream at the loud noise and the unexpectancy of him inside your house. You then take another deep breath before opening your eyes and looking at him, he had a card and a bundle of flowers, covered in blood obviously. He then hands it to you and gives you his usual smile. You take the handmade card and the bloody flowers and tear up a little. "for me?" you ask, looking up at him with tears running down your face. He gives you a dumb look before nodding with a bit of sass. You giggle and sniffle at your stupid question, Art then points to the paper card, telling you to read it. You place the flowers on your vanity before looking back at the card. The front had a big heart with your names in the middle. Y/N + Art. It looked like art wrote it in blood. You open the card and read it, the handwriting is sloppy but readable. "happy valentines day, art", you read before flipping over the card and placing it down. you give him a smile a hug him tightly, smiling while doing so. He hugs back, leaning down to give your forehead a kiss. He pulls away as he grabs your hand. Art looks at the door, in a way of asking if your ready. You nod and hold onto his hand, walking out of the door.

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Its around 10:30 by now and you and Art have been driving for about 20 minutes, you whine looking at him, "are we almost theree?". Art nods, speeding up to get to the destination faster. You grab his hand tightly shaking in your boots at the speed. "slow down art!" you whine grabbing onto him tighter. He shakes his head as he swerves into the empty parking lot of the amusement park. You look around and recognize this place from the news. You continue to look around before art slams his door shut, taking you out of thought. He then comes to your side, opening the door for you. Art moves his hand around, silently telling you to get out of the van. You jump out and look at him with suspicion, "you killed a little girl here.. why are we here art?" you ask, but he doesnt move, he just keeps walking towards the entrance. After walking for a few minute you reach the attraction "TERRIFIER", you recognize it from the survivor of Art. you tilt your head as he continues walking, finally stepping inside of the attraction. Your anxiety goes up, feeling a bit uneasy by this. You dont know if he'll torture you or kill you. You keep your guard up, feeling tense. Art notices this and rubs your hand, reassuring you he will not kill you. You feel a bit more relaxed as your thought are most definetly not true, that you know of. You and art continue walking untill he stops in one specific room, the room the little pale girl held jonathan in. You see a torn up blanket on the ground and a doll head as a pillow, you feel guilty just at the side, knowing your boyfriend sleeps here instead of in your bed. Art then pulls out a tiny chair and motions for you to sit on it. You walk over and slowly sit down, he then sits on the ground right infront of you. "this is where you sleep when you leave?" you ask with a bit of concern. He nods smiling and putting his hands together and then against his head, acting out a sleeping act. You smile, "your okay here, right?" you ask, still a bit sad. Art nods once again, he stands up quickly running to a shelf in the room. He picks up a bucket and sits it right infront of you while he sits back down. Art then hands you the box, You take it and open it. Its full of different horns, weapons and one random book thats ruined by blood. You raise a eyebrow before giggling "this keeps you entertained huh? your a literal child" you say smiling at him. Art smiles to and nod grabbing his usual black horn. He squeezes the ball and its alot louder. You jump slightly before smiling. You shake your head and you stand up. Art stands up with you and he grabs your waist and hugs you. You hug back and kiss his neck softly, he pulls away from the hug and kisses your lips.

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after staying a while in his place, playing around, laughing (only you), and just cuddling you had to go. You didnt want to leave, you didnt wanna leave the love of your life. You wanted to stay with him, even if it is in this room filled with dolls. Art see's your sadness and hugs you once again. "can i stay? one night?" You ask in a very sad tone. Art knows if your here and someone randomly comes in your gonna get killed. Not by him but buy whoever come in, he can come back but he knows you cant. Art thinks about it for a few minutes, his face straight and deep in thought. He then looks at you before nodding, a smile back on his face. You jump up in excitement as he says yes, basically, you hug him once again with a huge smile. You feel your head go airy and you cant stop what was about to come out of your mouth. It all happened so fast, you couldnt stop yourself. "i love you art!" you say. Art tenses up and looks at you, you realized what you just said and you start breathing heavily. You were supposed to say that in a few more months.. now you ruined it. Art them pushes back before signing "i love you more". You look at him in shock, your body completely still. You finally come back to your senses running to him and kissing him. Your arms wrap around his neck and pull away. your heart pounding at the moment that just happened. Hoping this could last forever. Wishing you could replay this moment over and over. you smile and look into his eyes as you pull away. he loves you. he loves your imperfections.. he. loves. you.

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IM NOT CRYING YOU ARE! ugh this was os fun to write im genuinly gonna post this and cry because he loves us! (pls lets be delusional.)

anyways i hope yall enjoy this. bc i know i did.

[bonefall]

BB!Moonpaw's Family

So, I don't rewrite arcs until they're done BUT!! HAVE NO FEAR IM HERE TO FIX IT.

You may have heard that Moonpaw's canonical family has been confirmed, Thriftear x Bayshine, and that it makes her a real doozy of inbreeding. The most important thing being that she is the product of a first cousin pair because Thriftear's father Fernsong and Bayshine's mother Sorrelstripe are full siblings.

But I am the family tree trimmer and I'm here to do a little pruning!

First of all, I've already done significant work in overhauling the ThunderClan Family Tree. Today I've made a more lightweight chart for showing off the options better, but please do go and check out the full version if you'd like to see the generations further back. It also has a link to my "diagnosis," which is handy for comparing my fixes to the problems with the canon tree.

So just to nip this in the bud; Thriftear and Bayshine are no longer first cousins in BB.

That's already fixed! I'm going to change it anyway but I just want that to be like, the first thing you know going in.

Second of all, now's a good time for a little refresher on my Three Strict Rules. These are the rules I use for overhauling the family trees; determining when cats are far enough apart, preventing one bloodline from getting too prolific, and when a fix is required.

Like before, click the link to see the rules more in-depth. Put simply, these rules are;

Three Generation Separation Cats must be three or more generations removed in order to be eligible as partners. That means they cannot share a simple grandparent, banning 1st cousin pairings. Further than that is typically allowed-- Clan sizes are too small to be more restrictive. ADDENDUM: Onestar's Exception. This rule applies to an extra generation, the great-grandparent, if one or more simple grandparents are alive to connect them all. This bans 1st cousins once removed (FCOR), like what Breezepelt and Heathertail are in-canon, and usually second cousins if I can help it.

Two Kit Max Any given pairing may only have two kittens who have successful grandchildren. If three or more kids have grandkids, one of the bloodlines will have to be pruned in some way. This is to prevent "superparents" who decimate the diversity. ADDENDUM: This applies per-Clan. Cats can leave their birth Clan and not contribute to their parents' "limit." Dovewing is now in ShadowClan and does not count towards the rule.

One Parent Litters Invoking the Queen's Rights allows for a cat to have kittens without a second parent. Sometimes these kittens are fully adopted. ADDENDUM: This is an in-universe rule. Ergo, other cats can and will have feelings on a cat who invokes this. That said, I don't always decide who that secret parent is beforehand!

With all that said, let's talk about the relevant differences in BB vs Canon, and the three options for who Moonpaw's parents are going to be...

Relevant Differences

So that we can narrow in on the ancestors that are relevant, I've gone and made a little version of my bigger tree.

Everyone in YELLOW is active in ThunderClan. PINK indicates that they may or may not remain there past ASC, either because they'll move or because they'll die. The ORANGE line tracks cats that are counted as Firekin.

(Note: Sunbeam, Twigbranch, and Finleap were left off this list since they're not relevant atm)

Spiderleg, Toadstep, Hazeltail, Sorreltail are still alive in BB.

However, in exchange, Molewhisker, Brackenfur, and Thornclaw are dead.

Cinderheart is off on adventures with Fallenleaf, who went through a whole thing

Mousewhisker and Nightheart will probably end up in RiverClan by the end of ASC.

Rosepetal will probably end up dying somewhere near the end of ASC OR in the BB overhaul of Ivypool's Heart. She will likely be Squirrelstar's first deputy.

Fernsong is an ex-kittypet. His name was Fiddles.

Because of a change in who dies in The Battle of the True Eclipse, Sorrelstripe is named Duststripe.

Because Ferncloud is the one to confront Ashfur in the Dark Forest instead of Graystripe, Graypaw is named Fernpaw.

Squirrelflight is infertile and unable to have bio-kits. Bramblestar disowned his children with her when the secret was revealed, and had a litter with Jessy. Sparkpelt is not Firekin-- her mate was.

Ivypool and Dovewing were swapped for Spotfur and Duststripe to keep the Firekin family consistent.

Larksong and Hollytuft have been fused into the same cat; Hollylark.

Hollylark was a poorly understood magical being. Xeir death prompted xeir parents, Cinderheart and Fallenleaf, to go on their journey.

Eaglewing, Honeyfur, and Leafshade are in my back pocket in case I need them elsewhere.

Snowbush, Dewnose, and Ambermoon were surrogated for cats in other Clans, but I still haven't placed them yet. Icecloud, now born AFTER the Battle of the True Eclipse, is taking any relevant roles for them.

Duststripe had kittens with an unknown sire, invoking the Queen's Rights to do so. I haven't thought about who this secret father is.

SO, as you can see, this tree is already significantly less tangled than canon's. If I just went with Thriftear x Bayshine, their last common ancestor was a great-great-grandmother (Frostfur), making them third cousins. On the other side, they share a great-great-great-grandmother (Nutmeg), making them fourth cousins.

These are both so far removed that most people don't even actually know their 3rd and 4th cousins. This is more than distant enough to not trip Rule 1.

That said... no 💕I don't care for this coupling 💕They haven't even talked in canon I am simply going to veto it 💕

Personally I've always seen Bayshine and Thriftear as being gay, so I'm going to move ahead with that in mind because it's MY AU and I get to homo the sexuals.

OPTION 1: BAYSHINE REMAINS I simply swap out Thriftear for her brother, Flipclaw, making Moonpaw into a FlipBay kitten.

This is the most canon compliant fix I can make. This is probably what I'm going to settle on as a default, unless and until we learn more about Changing Skies. OR, of course, someone makes a convincing and juicy argument.

Thoughts;

This closely matches canon. They can't possibly throw a curveball at me that I can't fix with Thriftear lesbianism. YOUR MOVE, WORKING PARTNERS.

I need more MLM ships, I'm actually really lacking those, so this would be a good opportunity.

BB!Bayshine and BB!Flipclaw will actually have really nice chemistry. Flipclaw's a silly boy who's known as the one example of a Firekin cat who can't live up to the legacy (something that likely used to cause him to quibble with Nightheart, back in the day). Bayshine is kind of a worrywart who actually appreciates Flipclaw's sense of humor and prefers a mate who doesn't give him heart attacks via heroics.

I feel like that'll bounce nicely off Moonpaw as well, since she's probably going to have a very serious story attached. It'll be nice to just write her having very supportive parents who listen and care.

Plus with her parents being Mr. "Always Worried" and Mr. "Fire Failure," I don't have to worry too much about legacy or status while still keeping her a Firekin. These two guys don't have a lot of power to leverage to help her get the Clan to believe her, if I need to keep a plot point.

OPTION 2: THRIFTEAR REMAINS I do some tweaks to put her with Plumstone, making Moonpaw a PlumThrift kitten.

More of a tinker than a tweak, but something I'm at least considering. I've been outspoken about how much I like PlumThrift, so I absolutely want to make it canon to BB. That said, I do like the idea that the two of them just don't have kids. Not all mates HAVE to have kittens.

Plus, it would come with restrictions anyway becaauuuuseeeeee,

It trips Rule 2, the Two Kit Max.

If Shellfur and Fernstripe have kittens, which I HOPE they do because good lord Canon!TC needs it, I couldn't let PlumThrift Moonpaw go on to have successful kittens of her own. Blossomfall's kittens would start to take over ThunderClan.

This is especially strict in BB because there's no way in hell I'm not going to have Shellfur and Fernstripe have some kittens. So help me god, I will pull Leafshade, Honeyfur, and Eaglewing out of my back pocket.

Moonpaw not having kittens isn't a bad thing, though. I'd happily do it, it's just that I'm trying to anticipate canon throwing a curveball at me.

BB!Plumstone and BB!Thriftear would probably have a more strained dynamic to their daughter, which might match canon very well if the team goes for the angle of having Moonpaw resent how she's seen as very special.

Both moms are overachievers, and very ambitious warriors. Thriftear is Firekin and living up to that legacy, and Plumstone is probably gunning for one of the head positions in the Clan.

It's not that they're mean or bad to her, it's that they'd have high expectations which might cause friction. Again; depends on where canon goes with Moonpaw's story.

Honestly, knowing them and what they want out of their lives, I can kinda see Moonpaw being something they didn't plan. Like she was an abandoned kitten they found and felt like it was a sign from StarClan, or somehow one of them accidentally got pregnant.

Which could be super interesting, honestly.

Option 2 might end up revealing itself to fit better than Option 1, but I need to see what the arc has in store first.

OPTION 3: TOTAL PARENT CHANGE Moonpaw is given to a non-Firekin couple that could have kits

This is the biggest change, but one I'll do if it's an important plot point that she's NOT Firekin by canon's wahoo logic. I already killed the inconsistency with MY family tree fixes, but the writing team seems to only count Firekin down from Squirrelflight's biokids.

So if I have to comply with that for some reason, I'll shuffle her over to one of these two couples;

She could either become the daughter of Stormcloud and Cherryfall, OR Shellfur and Fernstripe.

StormCherry:

Stormcloud actually got a massive glowup in BB lmao

Cherryfall and Stormcloud were previously sort-of-courting, probably-dating, in a weird situationship sort of thing. Unofficial only because they never made it official.

If Moonpaw is their kid, she'd definitely be what makes it official.

I feel like Stormcloud is better suited to being the Mi, but Cherryfall would insist that she acts as it instead. And Stormcloud knows better than to argue with her, she's the most stubborn thing you've ever met.

She's a knucklehead. He's a gentle giant. I feel like they'd be fun as parents.

But also a bit more absent compared to the other options, which could be good if that's a plot point... but seems unlikely, considering Moonpaw was apparently named because her parents believe she's special.

This one's the MOST clean of any bloodline Moonpaw could be wriggled into. It would actually be super useful going forward honestly. StormCherry kits are compatible with all of the cats of the next generation except Firekin.

If Moonpaw has a ton of siblings I might put them all here just for that... but something tells me she's going to be a singlet tbh.

ShellFern:

I have a weird fondness for these two tbh. Can't explain it. I like grumpy assholes and their sweethearts.

It's super unlikely that these two don't get kittens of their own at some point, but it wouldn't be too big of a problem if I did shuffle Moonpaw in as their first child.

I would enjoy having a little window into their relationship, I used ShellFern for an example of what a post-Lake Aftergathering looks like once just because I like writing about them.

They wouldn't "get in the way" of the plot, either. Shellfur and Fernstripe are both pretty standard warriors, not super ambitious, they have hobbies but they're not reaching for a high status or anything.

If Moonpaw ends up being a little bit of a snarky character, it would be fun if she got that from papa Shellfur lmao.

Aaaand that's it! I don't rewrite arcs until they are done, and as of writing this, even ASC isn't totally completed yet! But there's the pre-emptive options for a fix that is definitely going to happen.

This poll isn't binding because I really need to see which of these options will FIT the best, but I'm curious,

[qtboni]

hi AGAIN.

ugh i cant get out of your fucking page. its like i live here like a rat

im back, hi, have another req bc i just thought of it and needed it in my veins.

how about some comfort from fatherfigure!price? like reader is sad kinda and he helps? maybe reader "accidentally" calls him dad, nothing to /srs

(im mentally okay i swear😭)

idk if you even do price tbh, i haven't seen it on your page tho

anyways i needed to write this somewhere or ill forget and like wither away into nothing or sum shit

im being dramatic. i think.

okay thats it bye bye dearest boni.

(sorry im constently blowing up your asks😭😭)

HAI LOVIE !! THIS WAS SO FUNNY TO WRITE AGHSHS ALSO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LOMG OMG.

╰﹒ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐃 𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 ?

PAIRING: Captain 'John' Price X Reader

C/W: comfort & humor! + gn!reader, explicit words, price playin' wit chu, somebody ate your cake (it was soap don't tell him tho /hj)

W/C: 1.3k

"What's got you looking so down today, sergeant?" Captain Price asked in his usual stern voice as he entered the living room, noticing the dejected look on your face.

You had been sitting on the sofa for hours now, cleaning your holster and moping around. He approached you with a glass of water in hand.

"Somebody ate my cake," you slowly replied, your voice heavy with emotion. You didn't usually get sad over such small things, but today, you feel so tired.

"Are you telling me that you're this upset over a slice of cake?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his tone. Captain Price raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised to hear something like that coming from you.

"I guess I am," you said, your voice barely audible. You shrugged and looked down at your holster, not wanting to admit to being such a crybaby. "I was saving it for this specific rest day to ... indulge myself with sweets.."

Captain Price's expression softened as he placed the glass of water down next to you. He sat down on the sofa next to you and put an arm around your shoulders.

"Listen, sergeant," he said in a comforting tone, "It's okay to be upset about something. Everyone has their own quirks and things that are important to them. And in our line of work, we need to be able to deal with any situation and not let little stuff like this get us down."

"Thanks, Cap'," you said, a hint of embarrassment in your voice. You smiled at him, grateful for the reassurance.

"Any time," He replied with a soft smile. He then stood up and left the room, returning a few minutes later with two fairly large cookies, handing it to you. "Here, this should cheer you up."

"No way," You were overjoyed, your face lighting up with a smile.

"Yes way," He replied, playfully eyeing the cookies then to you. "Have it, yeah?"

"Dad, oh my god," You squealed excitedly, taking a bite out of the cookie, savoring the taste of the sweetness and the tenderness. "This is so sweet of you. Thank you so much!"

Oh no. Dad? Did you just call your captain, 'dad'?

Avoiding the embarrassment of calling your captain 'dad' in a moment of vulnerability, you silently prayed that he hadn't heard it. This was going to be awkward, and the thought of having to explain yourself was making you cringe.

Just play it off...

Now as much as Price wants to give you the other cookie for you to eat, he retracted his hand away from your grabby hands, not letting you get one.

"Cap?" Your hands stay levitated, clearly ready to munch on the cookie on your Captain's grip.

Did he caught on?

"Hm?"

You had to think fast. Change the subject before things got too awkward!

"Are.. are you going to eat that?"

"Nope."

"Then why- actually no, just- isn't that for me?"

"Correct," He chuckles as he continued dangling the pastry infront of you.

Silence.

You stared at him incredulously, your hand visibly itching to just pounce on the cookie and munch on it.

What was your captain doing?

"See, the funny thing is, kid," He trailed off as he waves the cookie back and forth with his hand up in the air. He smirks when your eyes followed the cookie's movement. "I haven't thought much of being a father."

Shit. Play it off...

You hummed in confusion, tilting your head in curiosity.

Where was he going with this? And also, can he just give you the cookie? After all, he gave it to you, right?

Just give me the cookie, dammit.

"Let alone..." He paused and looked at you in the eyes. Shit. "Someone calling me one, aye?"

You feel like you could sink into the ground and vanish from existence. The embarrassment was too much to bear!

"...Who?"

Bye.

Captain Price chuckles at you, "Don't play dumb on me now, sergeant."

Your mind is racing, trying to think of something to say. You stuttered a reply, "I- Capta-"

But before you know it, he interrupts your thoughts with his sharp wit.

"Oh? It was 'Dad' a second ago, wasn't it?" He retorded with a proud smirk playing across his lips, looking at you with an air of amusement and teasing. He knows exactly what to say to get under your skin and he's not afraid to use it to his advantage.

It's clear that he wants an answer, but all you can do is sputter a few incoherent words before retreating back into your shell. You feel a mix of embarrassment and frustration, wishing you could come up with a clever come-back, but the only thing that's clear right now is that Price has you stumped.

"Sergeant?" He calls out to you teasingly, awaiting for your reply to his question.

"Mhm?" You can feel your ears slowly turning red as your Captain's teasing hits a nerve. You can't seem to quite meet his eyes, instead looking at the ground with an embarrassed blush. You fidget with the straps of your holster, unable to quite figure out how to respond.

"Wasn't it 'Dad' a second ago?" Captain Price repeated as he raised an eyebrow, looking at you with a mix of amusement and confusion.

You blush in embarrassment as you realize he wouldn't let you get off easily withyour slip-up. You look down at the ground.

"I'm sorry, sir," You quickly clear your throat, hoping to regain your composure. Still unable to break your gaze from the floor, you mutter, "It won't happen again."

Suddenly, the cookie appeared in your line of vision that was still situated at the ground. You heard your captain sigh and tutted, drawing your attention back to him.

The cookie! The cookie?

He held the cookie out to you, a small smile playing on his lips as he waited for you to accept it. You were initially taken aback, feeling a surge of warmth and gratitude toward your captain.

"Didn't ask for an apology, kid," He said with a playful frown, seemingly amused by the situation. He took your hand and placed the cookie on it, his gaze locking onto yours. "Was just surprised is all, hm?"

"Still," You cleared you throat as straightened your posture and looked up at him, albeit still feeling the sting of embarrassment. "It's my bad."

"Mhm," He hummed softly and raised his hand up to your head. He gently pats your head affectionately, yet his hand ruffled your hair, leaving it disheveled. "Whatever floats your boat, kid."

The soft pat on your head sends shivers down your spine, and you give him a grateful smile.

"Thanks, Cap', again." You beemed up with a smile, raising the cookie to his vision.

He gives a small nod before turning to leave, leaving you with a sense of warmth and contentment that stays with you long after he's gone. You watch as he offered a small wave goodbye and you respond the same, feeling a sense of gratitude for his kindnesses and understanding.

You were about to take a bite out of the delicious cookie he had given you. But just as you were about to revel in the sweet taste, you heard his voice once more calling out to you and startling you.

Turning around, you saw him standing there infront of the doorway, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he continued to speak.

"Though," he began, his voice low but full of laughter spilling through, "The cake's delicious, kid. Would have it again, 10 out of 10," he finished with a wink, and you couldn't help but gape at his leaving form.

What.

"Motherfuc-"

navi / masterlist

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

aita for ignoring my dad when i bring him his food?

p low stakes but the situation prompting this has happened a couple times and im wondering if im being normal about it. anyways during covid my family would eat separately and its sort of just stayed that way esp bc my dad and my brother sometimes work remotely so they'll just eat at their desks. so i (20) take my dad's (60s?) food upstairs to his room for lunch and dinner. i knock and then enter. usually he moves his stuff around so i can put the tray down in front of him but sometimes he's busy doing something else and there's no stable place for me to put it. so before, i just stood there holding the tray waiting for him to finish up. usually just a few minutes and im not in a rush anyway.

when hes not busy, he'll just move his stuff, say thank you and maybe talk to me about the food or the news hes watching or whatever else. sometimes we make conversation sometimes we don't but that's whatever.

but im kind of getting fed up with him when hes busy bc when i go into the room its very obvious that im there but my dad doesnt even spare me a glance. like if he looked up and said "sorry, can you wait a second?" that'd be fine. but instead he just stares at his computer typing or doing whatever work and completely ignoring me until he's done. i feel like completely ignoring me is really rude. and the tray can be kind of heavy sometimes.

so this time i waited like 15 seconds or so, no acknowledgement from my dad, so i just put it down on the armrest of the chair next to him (which is somewhere he's asked me to put it before so im not being malicious or anything). i turned around and started to leave and he calls after me and was like ??? i cant remember how i responded but i remembered he said thank you but that he'd be more thankful if i hadnt just left. i said no you wouldn't (bc he just gives me a regular thanks no matter what) and left.

im probably being immature/petty and i anticipate people saying "just talk to him" which im gonna do next time it happens. but idk i think it was worth it to give him a taste of his own medicine and i don't feel that guilty about it. was i an asshole?

[stealingpotatoes]

Invitation to talk about Sayuri and Nymie?

:D CAN OF WORMS: OPENED!! i'll tell u abt how they got found as Jedi

ok so Sayuri is one of the students that doesn't rlly go home bc there isn't much to go back to. Basically her parents were Rebellion pilots (or one was a pilot the other a mechanic. kinda unsure) but were both killed in action against the Empire abt 3-4ABY ish. obvs the Rebellion couldn't look after a 7-8yo while fighting the Empire

so the remainder of the squad manage to get her back to her parents' home village/ where she was born. so having like Everything change all at once leaves her pretty ?? and gives her some serious trusting-her-environment issues. her coolgirl "i dont care" persona is very much a result of this bc she's worried abt getting too comfy in smthn. (which is at odds w the OTHER issue she got from this event which is "deathly afraid of flying" an issue not helped if Master "traffic laws are just guidelines" Skywalker is piloting. but she tries 2 act like shes fine)

this is gonna get kinda long so im gonna smack some unposted art here and then go into a readmore

anyway fast forwarding to when Sayuri's abt 13 (roughly 9aby) she's visiting her parent's old squadron on a New Republic bc they'd all come visit whenever she could and after the Empire's fall they did a lot more pick her up and fly her to a base to ALL see her. and they're like omg Sayuri you came at the PERFECT time bc this rlly amazing pilot war hero who's also some like. mystical whatever is here!! he's on his way to some magic place we heard. maybe u can meet him!! which sayuri meets w her usual whatever bc she's not that gassed abt war heroes.

very worth noting that the squad's probably all seen her move shit with her mind, but theyre like oh you know how it is with teenage girls. the "nobody knows what a jedi is" + "the empire existed for a decent bit of her childhood" thing has kept anyone from being like yeahh sayuri should like. talk to someone abt this.

anyway she goes along when the squad are like c'mon let's see if we can see him. ok the only way i can describe this is you know the spiderverse like... spidey-sense recognition thing? that's basically what happens LOL Luke and Sayuri both have a FORCE USER RECOGNISED?? moment and Luke then makes a beeline for her then realises oh shit tiny teenager not jedi. would you LIKE to be a jedi?? and sayuri who hates her village and is feeling the strongest emotional connection she's felt in forever w this stranger she met 2 seconds ago is like okay fuckin sure yeah. and woo jedi!!

i posted my unposted nymie art yesterday but likkeeee pretend theres some here <3

So Sayuri falls into the "one of the Jedi found them thru the force or by chance" category of students who get found. However Nymie very much falls into the second category, which is "CAN SOMEONE DEAL WITH THIS WEIRD SUPERPOWERED CHILD FOR US????"

So 2 things about Nymie: 1. like i've said before, she's from a very rich high class pantoran family. super stuck up, mostly raised by nannies & tutors, but somehow Nymie just didn't get the stuck-up genes like all her (4!!) siblings who are just obsessed w their social standing etc and is instead just :D all the time. 2. her proficiency ig is the living force esp in the 'good at connecting to animals' way (which I think means I legally need to draw her w Ezra).

so the former often led her to escaping her family's stuffy parties and galas or whatever (usually to whoever's house it is' garden or somewhere she wasnt meant to be) to find something interesting. usually a pet <3 one particular time when she was 9 she was following her Pet Sense but couldnt find anything in the house. so she kinda just reached out more and long story short thats how Nymie managed to call this hugemassive beast (i'd tell u what it was if i knew pantoran animals LOL) out of the nearby countryside to her. massively distressing for everyone, all these rich ppl were like "OH MY GOD I NEARLY DIED" (it didnt attack anyone). very funny exciting time for Nymie who was enjoying this new beastie friend til animal control showed up. saddening. everyone is confused bc HOW did that happen

a dude old (and cool) enough to have seen more than one jedi in their heyday (+ idk uni researcher knows his shit) noticed what happened w it going straight to Nymie and overheard her account and realised what happened and was like hi nymie's parents. i think u need to get into contact w the new republic bc thats a jedi right there (which they take and go oo social climbing. we have a jedi child people will think we're cooler. bc theyre assholes)

and yeah im losing steam now but luke shows up and she joins the academyyay!

[exhosionn]

i’ve been here for a while and i still don’t know how to use this app anyways i need somewhere to post all my really random sampard headcannons so here we are honestly it’s really just random bullet points i’ve compiled and also most of this was written at 2am so there might be some spelling mistakes.. probably one other thing to mention, im not a lore reader,, i’ve been trying to recently because i find it really interesting but any details i’ve missed is bc i haven’t read it all yet 💔💔

gepard although hes not too great at taking plants (hes def trying tho) id like to think in his spare time he has like a book on floriography and goes to flower shops to buy sampo flowers with specific meanings?(like he goes to a flower shop and requests very specific types of flower arrangements)

sampo knows a LOT of things about belebog that no one else does some kind of like historical knowledge however i think the reason why sampo wont actually KNOw any floropgraphy is because with all his vast knowledge from across the universe as a masked fool, why would he bother to know something as ‘mundane’ as the meaning behind flowers.

to link to that, i think with sampos big world he sorrta gets dragged down to belebog in like a nice way and through gepard learns that the small things in life ACTUALLY matter or they noow matter. so for example these flowers he gets he never knows the meaning of them, def gets flustered by gepard initiating anything at all lmao.

i think sampo would ask around the underworld such as natasha, seele, even hook tbh about the meaning behind these flowers usually getting information from natasha. BUT he doesnt just outright ask he would like slip it into conversation because hes sly like that. Natasha very obviously catches on quite early on and although shes not as knowledgeable with the meanings she still retains enough information for sampo to start relying on her to help decode gepards bouquet.

one way or another serval catches wind of this (through natasha) and i think thats how she connects the dots

sampo most definitely leaves back notes with kisses on them on gepards windowsill (gep leaves his windows unlocked always.)

i can also imagine sampo to ‘retaliate’ somehow finding some extinct belobog flower and gifting it to geppie being all like ‘i bet ya can’t find the meaning behind this one’ lolll

gepard is a gay in denial in the sense that hes never had a crush on a woman but he sees madam poisson and he has a MASSIVE crush on her. everytime serval asks him if hes gay he brings up his ‘past’ crush on madam poisson.

gepard the 'nuh-uh' vs serval the 'yuh-huh’

serval has gepard as "gay man sighted in belobog" in her phone - sampard nation gave me these last two

serval and natasha they totally hang out at natasha’s clinic occasionally idk why i just see it

sampo kisses the scars on geps body

gep is taller w shoes one but actually shorter than sampo usually but no one believes sampo when he says thisn bc no one sees gep without his boots off.

sampo could be having the most absolute worst day and see gepard and feel beter same works for gepard except he doesnt realise it as much because gepard is more like ‘huh my headache clears from seeing sampo yeah he just uh annoys me so much that i think my heacache is clearing hahahaha’

soarkle and sampo sibling dynamic seems really funny but at times i also dont see it if we apply the whole sampo might be an emanator theory idk i think its silly at times but sometime it doesnt make sense….

on the other hand although it doesnt logically work sampo and seele sibling dynamic i actually really like it like a lot

i feel like gepard wears grampa pajamas?

although gepard def gets flustered by sampos flirting all the time, the one who actually initiated anything i believe would be gepard (ill go more into why i think so at a later date)

both of them are really light sleepers and have trouble sleeping all the time

also gep likes to hold onto sampo a lot when they fall asleep cuz he get scared that sampo might just leave randomly

i love these two sosososo much im going insane i need more headcannons to fill the brainrot

[beesmygod]

today is webcomics day. i am bea and i make "A Ghost Story" - part 1: pre-gaming

webcomic day is a yearly celebration of the art form concocted by the screentones podcast team as a way for people to see how the sausage gets made. my webcomic "a ghost story" has been running for over 10 years, and yet i still don't think i can say i am good at making a webcomic. regardless, the comic is getting made because otherwise i become very, very sick in the head. today i would like to share with you the process of making a page of "A Ghost Story" from start to finish. either this demystifies the process or will make you think im so cool and strong for doing this 2x a week. instead of reblogging this one post until it gets very long, i will be posting individual updates that i will then compile and post on my personal website. block the tags now if you HATE comics and want them to EXPLODE.

if you have any questions, even things like "what the fuck are you even talking about" feel free to ask. i want to feel confident in what i make again and i think sometimes interrogation from an outside source is really

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that said, let's get started. wait just kidding i want a cup of coffee first, hold on.

ok now im ready. i have a big glass of water. i have coffee. i have a headset for the parts of work that don't involve typing words. i can't type words and listen to some streamer babble in my ear at the same time, so it has to be instrumental music or nothing. i just took my meds so they should kick in after about 30 mins. i woke up late today, which is weird and annoying. but maybe i can work late instead.

first off, i need to know where i'm going beyond this one page. if i dont know where im going with something, then i usually create something that sucks that i have to deal with later. hold on my internet died, i have to reset the router. ok, anyway.

what's rattling around in my brain is that not only do i have to deal with maxine's current predicament, i am also dealing with multiple plot elements i need to wrap back around to from the previous chapter. luckily, im about to put maxine down for a nap, which means i can get back to those other elements:

i need to finish the exposition from the three ankou characters for this story arc establishing their motivations as the oppositional force in the story. the "villain" is not these three specifically, but their boss. they need to have a loose understanding of what's going on in order to communicate this to the audience. god this started turning into a huge ass paragraph so i'll just keep it short there.

we've jumped back to before jack's horrible day from the first chapter of this storyline so we have to make our way back toward that and then lapping it, which means wrapping up his various open threads like:

feeding victoria and learning something new about her

finding out alice is a very exceptional employee who is getting many awards

watching valdo call lily while interrupting her during something personal to ask her for help with maxine's situation.

jack meeting with valdo and lily the day after they first met so jack can just tell them straight up that lily has 4 sisters she doesnt know about.

help that girl with her poltergeist problem. remember that. i've had jokes for this rattling in my head for like 4 years. im going insane.

and also the fucking tilberi!!! that has a point its going somewhere!!! there's a larger menace here!!!

other things to set up the climax of this storyline. sexual tensions, hints at larger emotional problems not immediately evident to the reader

lots of moving parts. and i feel like im moving in slow motion to get to them. i can see them all weaving together in my head, its the process of putting that onto paper that's proving difficult.

ok that took an hour starting and stopping. -_- let me write the next part as i keep brainstorming on how to approach this page. taking a "rubber duck" approach to this might help. heres an image from the last page i worked on (i have a 5 page buffer rn so the site does not match the finished pages) to get us semi-situated.

also because images will help people understand what skill level we're working with here. i need to be able to communicate an idea to the audience; if the art also looks good on top of that, then that's just an added bonus. but the ability to communicate my ideas is sometimes hampered by my lack of artistic skill or comics language ineptitude. like those speech bubbles kind of fucking suck but at a certain point you have to just hit print on what you're working on in order to keep your already glacial pace.

webcomics is a tightrope act where you're also spinning 4 plates at once. the trick is to keep the audience from realizing how many actually fall or how wobbly they all are. the act sucks but technically its not a failure.

[twinkletfout]

Rude boy — part.4

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

You saw his eyes swell, the red tint came into view as tears started pooling in his eyes. He looked away for a moment to play it off. You wanted to calm him, cheer him up. Be there for him. But you knew it was not your place. But before you could say anything he stood up and made himself out of the bar.

You guessed that the girl didn't see him, too busy with having so much fun with her new man. Despite the pain that slightly eased, you got up and went outside. It looked like he was calming himself down, you were glad that he was actually keeping his cool. Just like the way you are, you really can't hold back your tongue.

“Calm down, big guy. Not a big of a deal, hm? Lets go—”

You should really think before you talk, only if you thought about this before you said it anyway.

“What if it is?” it was a whisper, a mumble before his voice raised, he shouted.

“What if it is!?—” his voice cracked, holding back the tears for a minute before he continued

“She can do whatever the hell she wants? Fuck around with random guys, like its nothing?— I didn't date her for her to do that, and I, I just wanted to win her back I.. I loved her.”

you stood your ground as his voice slightly lowered, if he finally came to realise the fact that she doesn't want him anymore by taking out his anger on you. You didn't mind actually, just the way your heart aches for him right now, something also healed at the same time. And you felt guilty for feeling like this.

He was so wasted, too drunk to speak or talk that now he is spewing some random things as he kept on drinking. You told the bartender to not give him anymore, but when he realised. He gave you one pouty face like he was a goddamn toddler. And oh my god was that cute. You never saw this side of him before, it's like you unlocked something new about him and you loved this side a lot more than his usual self. You smiled to yourself before you said that it was enough and helped him stand up. Putting his hand over your shoulders as you supported his weight so he could walk easier.

Getting in the taxi was such a pain in the ass, as you finally entered the hotel and booked a room for one, the prince was literally dozing off and you had to carry him to his room. Because of this one guy, you lost your entire freaking day. You dropped him on the couch as soon as you entered the room. “God you are too heavy” you mumbled to yourself, but you knew he wasn't listening, it was like he was waiting to lay somewhere to finally sleep. But at least a good night's sleep will get everything off of his mind.

“You better call me the next morning, im leavin’ “ you said as you opened the door. You weren't expecting him to get on his feet or for his hand to wrap around your waist as he closed the door with his other with a sound. “Don't leave” his breath graced your ear as it sent a shiver down your spine. “Stay the night” he said as you turned around to face him. His whiskey eyes are getting you the one drunk now and you couldn't deny it as you looked up at him. “With me”

He leaned in, his lips almost touching yours as he waited for your consent. “We shouldn't—” you whispered. “One kiss won't hurt, hm?” His lips grew into a smirk as he said. “you are drunk, you nee—” you protested trying to push him back. “Please” he practically pleaded with those cerulean eyes, that was too hard for you to resist. And the hand that you used to push him back slightly lost strength and that was the sign he was looking for his lips to meet yours. Pulling your body towards him as your back hits the door that's now closed. One of his hands undid the few buttons of his own shirt before pushing your skirt upwards. He gave random kisses down your neck, your collarbone, your cheek before he started to grow more and more impatient.

“Luna…” he mumbled against your neck, that's what it all took for you to react.

Luna? Who is that?

You brought your hand to push him away as you put your skirt down.”Luna?..” you questioned, more likely to yourself. It didn't take you much time for the picture of his blondie lover to pop in your mind. You felt a strong pang in your chest as you figured things out. “Get some rest boy, i should get going now” you opened the door as he suprisingly retrieved you. “Dont call me that” he said before you leave. “Its Gojo.” he told you before turning his back as he flopped onto the couch.

Everything else was a blur, you got on a taxi and went to your own appartment. Maybe it was because your were holding yourself back from overflowing with tears.

A day passed with no contact of Gojo, but he did send the money more than that you said you wanted, you spent most of your time drawing and designing your new dress, it was your dream to make a dress of your own that will satisfy your thoughts about how good it needs to turn out. Even though you never spent much time with him or knew him for a long time. Gojo always had to occupy in your mind and you hated him for that.

[barrysheoghan]

okay i was on the train zoning out when this scenario came up in my mind....... toxic!felix enthusiasts where you all at???

(sorry for any mistakes or incoherences, feel free to correct anything that seems wrong)

— cattonquick modern au where felix is very jealous and violent

ollie works at some bookselling place even though felix told him he didnt have to cause he's rich and he can provide for his boyfie yk. but ollie wants to do something productive during the day and he loves books so.... anyway, one night he asks felix if he can come pick him up since his shift ends quite late and felix obviously agrees cause he gets to show off his big expensive car and impress ollie's colleagues (of whom hes been jealous ever since ollie started mentioning having fun at work etc etc, especially of that one guy with whom ollie chats sometimes via text. yes, he regularly looks into ollie's phone, so what? thats what couples do.).

its 9:30pm, felix is right on time, parked in front of ollie's workplace, waiting. minutes go by and soon its 10pm and still no ollie in sight. they should have been home by now. one thing about felix : he hates waiting. and ollie's supposed to know that. he turns up the volume of the music he was listening to to match the anger that's quickly building up in his chest, making him sigh repeatedly, tap on the wheel and furiously chew on his nails. he also wants to make his presence known and hopes the loud noise will somehow make ollie get out faster.

what is he doing, for fuck sake. he grabs his phone and opens up his text message app, immediately landing on him and ollie's convo. he never replies to anyone else's texts so...

"Its been 30mins. Where are you?"

about five minutes later, the door opens up and ollie is finally out. felix stares, assuming he's going to rush to his car and apologize for being so late but, no, he lingers by the door. in fact, he's holding that door, clearly waiting for someone. soon enough, a silhouette appears and closes the shop after them. ollie stands there the whole time, waiting like a puppy, and felix can't believe his fucking eyes. he's literally fuming, his brain making up the worst scenarios of why ollie could possibly be late. and of course it involves him getting railed by his coworker.

ollie finally notices felix's car and jogs towards it. he opens up the passenger door and frowns at the loud music. felix thinks he's gonna get in quickly but he doesn't seem to want to leave. he slowly turns down the volume, not looking at ollie for one sec.

"hey! sorry im late! we were just gonna go to that one bar down the street. wanna come?" ollie says, a smile on his face, completely clueless.

"get in the fucking car." felix's voice is at its lowest pitch. he's trying to stay in control but his hands, so tightly clenched around the wheel, show that he's struggling to keep it together.

"what.... whats going on, felix?"

"don't make me say it again."

ollie gulps. felix is mad, and it doesn't look like one of his usual tantrums. he knows he should keep it low and do as he's told but he's had such a great day and he just doesn't want it to end! maybe he can get felix to calm down? he softens his tone.

"come on babe... let's go out! we'll have fun!" he leans in to put his hand on felix's arm, gently squeezing it.

the next second, he's forced into the car. felix's hand cups his cheeks, but not in a cute loving way. he's practically crushing ollie's jaw between his fingers. ollie's glasses have fallen somewhere on the car's floor and he can feel panic take over him. panic and........ some other tickling sensation he's quite fond of.

"you're hurting me-"

"shut the fuck up, ollie. shut your stupid fucking mouth. I've been waiting for your useless ass for half an hour and you think you can just come up to me all bubbly and nice and ask if i want to go have fun with you and some bitch who clearly wants to fuck you?" he's now yelling right in his face. "you wanna have fun? we'll have fun. just the two of us. at home."

he lets go of his face and reaches to close the door on ollie's side. his coworker is just standing there and watching them, looking really concerned.

"and don't you dare look at him. i'll break your nose and slaughter him." felix threatens, turning on the engine.

on the ride back home, ollie tries to make himself as small as possible, keeping his head down, shoulders in and, of course, squeezing his legs very, very tight. he has a vague idea of what's waiting for him once they get home and, boy, it's exciting.

the next day, he comes to work to hand in his resignation letter.

[catboygirljoker]

luxuria as in lust but not simply 'for power' but also 'for life' [xigbar sneaking off to disney town extra incognito to get a delicious sundae the size of his head if not larger]

anon i am so sorry. you have auctivated my atism. "lust for life" works better thematically to me than "lust for power" because. ok the short answer is "lust for life" is stored in the same part of you as what you'd traditionally call lust, like, horniness, but "lust for power" is somewhere else. for a full explanation—

[lowers my projector screen, shuts off the lights, turns on my powerpoint presentation]

much of christian theology and philosophy, especially/including early-to-medieval christian theology (which is where the seven deadly sins comes from), is greek philosophy with a different hat on. (<-dramatic oversimplification but if it weren't we'd be here all day.) the specific idea im gonna talk about right now is Plato's theory of the structure of the soul*¹:

Logos (Greek logistikon)—your logic, reason, intellect. the "highest" and "most advanced" part that "rules over" the others. located in the head.

Thymos (Greek thumoeides)—your emotions, passions, spirit. located in the chest. could also be called the "heart".

Eros (Greek epithumetikon)—your gut carnal basal desires and needs. hungry sleepy horny itchy in pain. located in the belly.

when we studied this in my philosophy classes [boo hiss of course you were a philosophy minor in college] we usually called them the Head, Chest, and Belly, and i'll be calling them that here, which is why i bolded those words.

the seven deadly sins*² have at times been categorized by these parts of the soul.

the Head contains pride and envy (both are centered around your rational ideas of yourself and others)

the Chest contains wrath and sloth (sloth has kind of an interesting history as a Deadly Sin, short version is there have been times when it's more closely linked to depression than laziness which is why it's here)

the Belly contains greed, lust, and gluttony.

so, the Belly is where all of the hedonism is, all the indulgence for earthly passions. "lust for power" in my mind connects more strongly to pride, which, i guess you could Themes that with Luxu being the MoM's "mini me" in some ways, but if luxu's Themes ended up being closer to "lust for life" that would feel more true to me. i just think it's really interesting that they named such an important character lust and i'd be disappointed if they went with a rhetorical cop-out with "oh he inspires lust for power" etc. and avoided the "base, carnal desires" angle entirely!

DISCLAIMER: all of this is an objective factual description of what i have learned about these ideas. i don't think it's True, i don't think you should go acting on it, im not making any kind of moral point about it. like you neeed to understand the greeks (and christians) were capable of getting SO racist and misogynist about this. i just like thinking about Theams and Motifs and Symbolisms.

anyway. all that to say anon. correct. you get extra credit on the final.

*¹funnily enough you can see the platonic structure of the soul in Kingdom Hearts—the idea that "heart" "body" and "mind"/"soul" are three different substances that can be extracted and divided from each other. this is because the ideas from Greek philosophy that found themselves in Christian philosophy have, thanks to Christian hegemony, trickled down through the ages to find themselves in mainstream American/Euro/English-speaking-centric fantasy genre tropes and media that uses those tropes!

*²fun fact, the seven deadly sins do not come from the bible—the last time i tried to find out their exact origins i ran into some trouble finding concrete sources, but at the very least they were introduced into christianity in like the triple digits AD

[kazzys]

Corruption

Corruption 

A Trigun stampede smut fanfic

{Pairing} vash x female reader 

{Content} first time , teasing ,choking ,rough sex ,the use of the word slut , marking , spanking , unprotected sex ,creampie

{word count} 2506

{Author’s note} 🤭 i got bored and got this idea to write this while i was listening to music 

just wanna give a warning ⚠️ if you do not like reading about the stuff listed in the content section please click or scroll away personally I think minors shouldn’t be reading this because of that reason but we all know some don’t listen so don’t come after me.. anyway hope you enjoy 

You and the others were on the road again. What was your destination anyway? You guys just kept driving or running away from towns; it was getting really annoying, and this car ride was just boring. You were sitting in the back with Vash and Wolfwood, and you were sitting by the window as you looked out. almost dozing off until you saw Vash staring at you. You turn to look at him and see that smile on his face. "What? "Why are you staring at me?"Oh, for no reason, you’re just really beautiful. "Oh, thank you."

A smile forms on your face due to his compliment. "You're very handsome yourself," you said. "Thank you!" he giggled. His laugh was so cute to you; you’ve had a crush on Vash for a while but never got the courage to tell him. 

“Hey I’ve got an idea y/n how about we hang out together when we get to the next town” we hardly hang out alone! Uh I guess we could do that” but why though?

Because I just wanna hang out with you today.

We’re friends right? Is there a reason two friends can’t hang out together? 

No! Not at all i’m just surprised usually when we go somewhere i tag along with Meryl but i guess today we can 

“Oh good it’ll be fun then.” Well we can’t do much since it’s night time I guess we can eat something and then go somewhere else. That’ll be fine.

[ A/N: Im skipping ahead because i don’t feel like writing it]

Hey guys, we're finally here! You can wake up now. We're going to go buy some rooms. I don't want to sleep in the car again; it's not comfortable at all. 

Have fun with that, guys; Y/N and I are heading out tonight and will be back eventually. Before Roberto could say anything, you two were already gone..

“ I'm too tired for this shit anyway. I'm out!”

(Back with you and vash)

So where should we go first? I am pretty hungry.

Should we eat first and then go to our other location, or should we go somewhere else first?

“Hmm Since a bar is likely the only place open this late, let's eat first and then head there together.” That  sounds good to me. Come on then! Let's go have some fun. You were pulled along by him as he ran off. Hopefully the night goes well.

At first, you two shared a meal at a local café. It was open twenty-four hours a day, but since it was late, it was kind of empty, so you got your dinner early. It was amazing. You both loved it, after paying for your dinner, you two left for your next hangout spot.

You had only a little bit of alcohol to get you both tipsy; you didn't want to be black out drunk because hangovers are awful. When you two got tired of being there, you went to the motel where everyone else was staying, assuming that everyone was asleep. You decided to just stay together for tonight in order to not disturb the others. You two laughed and joked around the entire way there. Being a bit too loud, a couple of people yelling out their windows to tell you guys to keep it down, but that just made it funnier than it should have been. You both finally arrived at the building that might be the right place, hell you didn't know. You both were too busy being distracted to notice.

Making your way to one of the rooms trying hard to not wake anyone up. 

Shh! Shh shut up you'll get us caught. "I'm not saying anything! You're the one laughing your ass off y/n!" I'm only laughing because you keep making corny ass jokes plus You're giggling too! Don't try and pin it all on me!" “Shh stop or I’ll start laughing again, a bit drunk. And still laughing trying to settle down a bit You finally made it to a room. The only thing on your mind was you, too hanging out in the room together. You two didn’t even notice you went into the wrong one giggling and stumbling into one of the unused rooms.

You looked so cute in vash’s arms he couldn’t help but stare again focusing on your lips as you talked about the day in laughter. “Hey, vash are you listening?” HUH yeah totally am you were telling me how much you loved spending time with me. I liked it too, it was really fun.. 

Another thing? Do you mind if I take some of my clothes off? It's kind of hot in here and I don't wanna sleep in them. 

“I don't see a problem”. 

Ok good I’ll get undressed in the bathroom. It would be embarrassing doing it in front of you. 

Coming out of the bathroom wearing nothing but an undershirt and shorts. vash also changing into more comfortable clothing. You two sat together just talking about random things until one conversation changed the mood

So you do like me more than a friend? Yeah, I do, but I was always too afraid to tell you. "But why?" "Anyone would be lucky to have you." "You really mean that?" "I really don’t think of myself that way, at least not much," you say, "but you, on the other hand, are very sweet, plus you’re attractive." So many compliments! If you don’t stop, I might fall for you even more. He giggled. God, he was so damn cute! Hey, y/n, can I ask you a question? Sure, what is it? Can we make  out? Your lips are just too perfect to pass up. I'd love to but, "Are you sure?" “I don’t mind if you don’t” 

cupping your face and pulling you into a kiss; it tasted so sweet. Your tongues clashing, 

Vash groaned into the kiss laying you down onto the bed ,moving to your neck, as you moaned in pleasure,kissing down to your shoulders, and stopping to remove your shirt. 

His lips pressing swift kisses against your hot skin, mouth trailing over your stomach and leaving a snail trail of saliva behind. Leaving marks all over your body and touching every sensitive part. Lifting your bra to give your breast some attention. Licking and biting one nipple while playing with the other out of nowhere he stops 

Hanging on the edge of your own arousal, you wriggle your hips in desperation to try and get some stimulation from vash as He watches your admittedly pathetic display, fighting back laughter, and you emit a little growl of frustration.

“ Needy girl ”

“Oh, shut up and put yourself to good use alread-aha!”

Him pushing your panties to the side and 

Vash’s  fingers sliding inside you are what cut you off, and you groan as he pushes inside to the second knuckle, curling up softly. You let out a whimper vash hums, staring down at you from above as he slips another finger inside you, scissoring them a little, knowing you appreciate the attention he’s giving you but it isn’t enough. You need something more, and vash knows that, and he’s perfectly content to not give it to you. Well not yet at least. 

“V-vash please stop teasi. You were cut off again due to vash fingering you faster, slick dripping onto the bed. “V-, fuck…!

What’s up, pretty girl?” Vash coos. “Finally found your voice?”

“Tease me again and I'm going to kill you!”

“Wow so scary you’re shooting daggers at me now? Alright I promise it won’t happen again” 

“How about you take charge then would you be fine with that?”

“I guess”

Stripping down to nothing but his boxers you positioned better his legs you hesitate a loud gulp coming from you 

“I can't believe this is happening to be honest I'm kinda nervous. don’t panic y/n it’ll be fine it’s vash what’s the worst that could happen?”

Hey dou eyes! You’re zoning out something wrong?

“No there isn’t I’m just thinking”

“If that’s so?”

Go on then . pull my boxers off  i’m waiting, “Ok”~ you began to remove his boxers not ready for what you were about to witness spring up. He was bigger than you expected, would that even fit inside of you at all. So many questions flooded your mind. You went quiet staring at his length, vash clearing his throat to get your attention again. “What's the matter you wanna back out now??.

18+ starts here 

H-huh o//o so bigg….~ hey!?  How is that gonna fit in me?. “you’ll be fine sweetie” "You can take it, you just need to adjust to it first. Just take it slow”  …. alright you responded. Your palms flat on his stomach as you sink your hips low until vash’s wide tip is bumping along your entrance. You gasp when he centers his cock into you, the head of his shaft now pressing in you. So much of him has to cram inside, the pressure has you feeling stuffed and he isn't even past the tip. The stretch- it burns but you try not to show it in your face. It hurt a bit but god did you love it. Vash’s eyes were awash with pleasure as he watched your hips shimmy even more down onto him, your pussy finally adjusting to his girth. 

Goodness you're soaking, did that really turn you on that much.? S-shut up I'm only like this because you’ve been teasing me all night, now you’re making fun of me, you’re so mean vash. “I’m sorry y/n on the bright side I can make you feel better, you look so cute on top of me, and your body is perfect too, you adjusted to my size so quickly. I can tell just by the way you clutch around me your enjoying every bit of this, naughty little thing aren’t you,” would you just shut up and fuck me already im begging you 

You're the one leading I wanna see what you can do, “Oh? ok'' shocked you choke on your words. It was overwhelming. you've only been focusing on vash, and how he's wedged in so tight it makes you feel whole. He was practically hitting your cervix without even trying. You began to move slowly, loving the way he felt leaving and entering your body rocking your hips at a medium pace building up momentum till your pace was faster, his tip hitting every good spot inside your walls. You becoming drunk to the pleasure, f-fuck so good mmh vash, you moaned out he was enjoying every bit of how you were riding him. But he decided to finally help you out grabbing your waist lifting you up only enough where his tip is the only thing inside. Before you could protest, due to the lack of friction, he slams you back down onto him sending shivers down your spine, you gasped loudly.. mmhhh fuck v-vash him repeateding the motions. you began to match your pace with his thrusts 

The pure bliss you felt feeling him slam into your cervix with every thrust made you lose control.. you were so close, im cumming fuck vash harder please~~ fuck me harder. Your walls twitch around him as your climax finally hits you, leaving your body sensitive but vash didn’t stop. Pounding into you faster watching your breast bounce with each thrust, f-fuck vash slow down I’m still sensitive mmhh please pls vash give me a break your gonna make me cum again 

With a swith motion vash puts you in a different position seemingly ignoring your pleads lifting your legs as high as they can go once again pounding into you but even deeper than before. letting one leg go. To wrap his hand around your neck lightly choking you, fuck y-yes~ vash fuck me!!, good slut taking my dick so well before you were begging me to stop now you’re telling me the opposite. You really are becoming addicted to my cock aren’t you?. You could hardly hear what he was saying, the sound of skin slapping together and your moans filling your ears was distracting’ suddenly vash smacked your ass to get your attention again. “Hay y/n i'm talking to you or are you just speechless? tightening his grip on your neck slightly slowing down his pace’ “come on princess speak up for me, what do you say? t-thank you sir, vash humming in delight has he picked up his pace again sending you back into your dazed out state. “Good girl you're so sweet, I love it when you're obedient. Your legs were going numb by the minute you couldn’t take it anymore Becoming a moaning mess all over again. 

“fuck~ vash Fill me up please” you managed to let out. Oh you want me to come inside you well then you're gonna have to beg me for it, then maybe I’ll give you what you want. “P-please cum in me! I want your seed inside me so badly....” Hmm good girl such cute sounds you're making just for that I’ll give you what you asked for. After a long while vash finally gave you what you wanted filling you up completely fucking every bit of cum leaking out back inside of you. 

finally pulling out. his breathing heavy As he watches his seed leak out of you. It felt amazing. “I love you so much vash.” You two, going in for another passionate kiss. You were out of breath leg’s to stiff to move only managing to slightly close them he didn’t notice until you said something. you were extremely tired, you just wanted to rest. “I'm sorry about that” vash said, helping you get comfortable snuggling up with him, as you both drifted off to sleep.

Time skip 😍🫶🏾 [because i'm lazy] ( aftermath )

You both begin to open your eyes as the sunlight passed through the light cracks from the curtain 

“Vash?” what, baby?” His voice is low, just barely above a whisper. “We gotta get up it’s morning”

Ugh but I'm tired. Why can’t we sleep more?. Um, because we have to leave, also who’s fault is it that we’re exhausted??, vash went silent from your response. “Shit you got me there… alright then let’s get cleaned up! Are you able to walk?” “Yeah I think? it’s your fault my legs gave out anyway”.. “shhh and just get in the shower”

Ayeeee first tumblr fanfic hopefully it wasn’t horrible because I’m having mixed feelings about it.

Lmao I took away his sweet guy vibes 😭. Anyway tell me in the comments if you see any errors it will really come in handy it is my first time writing a story for this app and i'm nothing compared to everyone else on here 🫢 which is why i love reading stories to get ideas and extra help why the fuck am I rambling 😭 anyway bye  you guys 🫶🏾..

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY YALL 😍💌💟

[sturnioloblogs]

Socs

Fem!reader x the outsiders gang!

Summary: You go for a walk, but will happen?

A/n: holy shit I am so sorry I have not been on here in months. That’s actually kind of crazy but I have recently been getting into the outsiders and I absolutely love them so this is a random fic about them… feel free to read or don’t I don’t really care. Also if you want more like this just request.

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“Y/N! SUPPER!” Darry called my name from the kitchen. It was a mild night, not too cold not too warm, just the perfect temperature.

I jumped up from by bed to go eat supper, man i was hungry. Us greasers don’t eat in the cafeteria at school- or eat at all, stupid socs make fun of us and we honestly can’t be bothered to deal with their shit.

The dark beaten up hardwood floor was cold on my bare feet, which made me feel all tingly inside.

I turned the corner to the dinning room to find the whole gang here eating supper. Usually Johnny would eat at our house since his parents couldn’t care enough about him, but of corse he was always welcome at ours. Me and Ponyboy were the closest to Johnny out of the whole gang- well besides from Dally but he was older than us.

“Oh hey y’all” I said, sitting at the head of the table was Darry, and across from him was Twobit. There was an empty seat next to Ponyboy, which he probably left for me. We always sit next to eachother. Since we are twins it sometimes feels like we are the same person, but not exactly but close enough. And everyone knew that nothing could get between me and him, but of course we would fight we are siblings after all.

“Hey y/n, how was school?” Soda asked me with a soft smile. “It was alright you know the usual” I replied. Man did i ever hate school, always wanted to get outa that hellhole. I’ve only mentioned dropping out once to Darry, let me tell you one thing. It did not got well at all.

The soft chatter of talking was always nice to me, i never liked the silence, especially at dinner time.

“Darry can i got on a walk after supper? Please?” I asked. Everyone knew i loved walks, but they were dangerous at night, especially on a Friday. But i asked anyway.

“God y/n no, it’s too dangerous” Darry said with a straight face.

“Please i will bring my blade with me, i just need to clear my head” that was partially true, I had a lot on my mind recently and needed to let out some built-up stress.

“You are only going if one of the boys go with you!” Darry raised his voice. Now everyone had stopped eating to watched the scene that was going on at the dinner-table. It wasn’t uncommon for me and Darry to get into screaming matches, but right now i don’t even want to try.

The whole gang is very protective over me. I guess because im the only girl and well i’m not that big either. Only 5’1 and roughly 95lbs. Considering Darry Dallas and all the other Socs were well over 6ft it was a little scary not being to big.

“Ugh Darry please??! I don’t want anyone to go with me, i’ll only walk up the street and around the block” i Pleaded.

“Fine! just go, I’m not getting into another fight with you again.” He rolled his eyes. I gave him a small ‘thank you’, and got up from my seat to put the dishes in the sink.

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I had only been walking for about 5 minutes when i heard a loud “GREASER!!!” from behind me, i glanced over my shoulder. A blue mustang driving fairly fast towards me. Well oh shit.

I started speed waking, well almost sprinting now, hoping they’d lose interest or just wonder off somewhere else.

Before i could even think or process what was happening, i was ripped from my train of thought by someone coming up from behind me and pushing me to the wet concrete road. I couldn’t figure out how many there was but it was somewhere between 3-5.

I grounded and rolled over in pain before I felt a harsh punch to my left cheek. Screaming in pain, Warm liquid was oozing out of my nose. They were drunk. I could smell the awful smell of cheap alcohol on their breaths.

As they still had a hold of me another punch came out of nowhere, a brutal strike that slammed into my gut like a sledgehammer. Air whooshed from my lungs, and I tried to curl up into a ball, the sharp pain spreading through my ribs like wildfire. Laughter rang out around me, their voices rough and mocking, as one of them grabbed my shirt and yanked me upright. My vision blurred, but I caught a glimpse of their faces. Another punch followed, this time to my cheek- again and I tasted blood as my knees buckled. The ground felt cold and unforgiving beneath me, I clenched my fists, trying to steady the spinning world around me.

In the distance I heard a faint “Hey get the fuck away from her!!” It was the gang.

All the socs scurried away into the blue Mustang and drove off with a screech.

“H-holy shit! Help her!” Twobit yelled? I think it was him, I was still sorta out of it so i wasn’t completely sure who i was hearing.

Next thing i know i’m being shook slightly by Darry and sodapop. “Y/n? Can you hear me?” Darry asked trying to stop the blood from pouring out of my nose with his jacket. I slightly opened my eyes and above me i saw a spinning Darry Sodapop and Dallas. and the night sky.

“D-darry?” I coughed out and rolled to my side only to spit out the metallic taste of liquid. “Woah woa take it easy, it’s okay we’re here now..” Soda said while patting my back gently.

I got scooped up by Darry before everything going black.

When i starting to wake up again i heard faint whispers around me, and shuffling around.

I growned and slowly opened my eyelids to find 4 figures standing over me.

“Guys guys she’s waking up!” Ponyboy exclaimed.

I sat up quickly, almost to fast because i all of a sudden i felt a throbbing pain in my head and felt onto my back.

“Geez y/n take it easy don’t get up!” Soda said. Then everything came flooding back to my memory. The socs, getting jumped, and the pain.

“ay shit, it hurts” I said while a few stray tears fell down my face. I mean at least i was laying on the couch- not the cold concrete that i was recently laying on.

“Well i bet, you got jumped by a bunch of Socs. I told you to not go! but of corse you did anyway.” Darry said walking towards my head. I honestly couldn’t reply i was so fed up with everything i didn’t care.

“Darry give her a damn break!” Thankfully Soda stood up and said something for me. He always did.

[willowser]

lol original anon here😭I wasn’t at all referring to the sir or ma’am or even politeness thing. I guess a better way to put it would be like… I was wondering if there was some reason you don’t usually write Bakugo as the fun parent. Cuz he gets home to u decorating cookies so ig im wondering about what fun stuff do you think he initiates with the kids? When hes not working ofc.

Anyway sorry to cause this whole mess, I hope u don’t feel like I was trying to … undermine your choices

OHHHHHH like fun stuff !!! okay !!! hmm hmm !! well tbh i think the unfortunate reality of him having kiddos would be that he's still working a lot, regardless 🥺 it's such a difficult topic i think i just avoid it LOL but anyway !! i usually write us as doing the things with the little bugs bc i just imagine that we're at home a little bit more than he is, or at least have a more flexible schedule that allows to us go out and do things, or pick up gingerbread houses from the store or board games or whatever !!

as far as what he does with them.....hmm.....ykw i think this stumps me a little too bc. i guess i'm just wondering aloud here what—his view of fun would be for a kiddo ?? bc what i feel like we predominantly see of his childhood, he wasn't with his parents, he was leading his lil bully group LMAO hmm. and idk !! was katsuki getting taken to the zoo and the waterpark ?? or was he training his quirk ?? like what WAS fun for him, at that age ?? at what point in his life would he define what is traditionally "fun" for children ??

i think, when he has time, he's just very hands-on with ??? like he's pushing the couch a little out of the way in the living room and the kiddos are tag-team wrestling him on the floor LOL or—

pause. another thought. i also think it would be hard to do anything public with his family bc i think he's very private with them !! so days out are maybe very minimal ! bc he doesn't want to draw attention !!

—anyway, i can imagine him taking the family on a lake getaway trip somewhere, and they're swimming together and he's teaching his littlest bug how to move around with their life vest and hoisting the older one up in the air and throwing them as far as he can in the water LOL do you know what i mean !!! i think his love language is just—being there. that's fun for him. just getting to be involved in any way. i don't imagine him as the one bringing the gingerbread house home bc i think he's working a lot, but when he does get home, he's tossing the kids around for a minute before letting his daughter sit in his lap so she can finish working on hers. do you know what i mean !!! does that make sense !!!

also you didn't even cause a mess whatsoever !!! i think a different anon started the conversation anyway and it was a fun convo to have !!! omg no worries !!

[kxttqi]

HI OKAY SO FOR MATCHUP

Uhh i go by hershey(that was a joke) IM A GIRL OBVIII

id like to be paired up with a boy

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh haikyuu

personality

personailty

hm

I am a carefree clumsy weirdo who gets jumpscared every other second

i am VERY sarcastic and savage and could probably make you cry if i wanted to

okay ONLY if youre rlly sensitive but you get the point

idk my mbti but i am ambiverted and shy

i also get emotional very easily and am a crybaby cuz

Frustrated + very emotional = tears

yh i get frustrated easily

hobbies are voice acting, gaming, writing, editing and something else that i forgot

oh im also very competitive

Recieving love language physical affection and words of affirmation giving love languages physical affection

Romantic matchup plzz

my ideal date would prolly an amusement park or going somewhere to eat cuz i love food

Things i find attractive? I can find a good hairstyle attractive ig

also voice

You can do whtv you want with this info

ANYWAY TYY I LUV YOU POOKIE

𝐤𝐱𝐭𝐭𝐪𝐢 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 . . . 𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐢𝐣𝐢 !

a/n: stella hi ur so real for the emotional part n the finding voices attractive 🙊 

✧ headcannons

ever since he laid his eyes on you he fell in love i think

he’d be INSANELY good at calming you down whenever you’re frustrated or on the verge of tears (after dealing with whatever the flip bokuto puts him through, it’s a piece of cake)

he finds your clumsiness adorable, and if you ever accidentally trip, he’s right there beside you, arms wrapped firmly around your waist to keep you from falling over

he knows exactly when you need some alone time and when you’re in need of comfort

listen…….

if you’re having a bad day….

he invites you over and he’s laid out his futon with extra pillows as a makeshift spa bed with all of your favourite skincare products on the side, scented candles casting a warm n cozy glow around the room

he treats u like freaking ROYALTY, insisting you lie down and let him do all the work, massaging products into your skin with a gentle touch

akaashi is an extremely good writer; i think he loves reading/creating poetry, don’t be surprised if he sends you one of his carefully written poems about his love for you

speaking of which, you never have to beg him for “i love you”s ; he makes sure he’s said those three words to you at least once in a day

he always calls you pet names too, such as ‘love’, ‘darling’, and ‘princess’

cuddles are a staple whenever you two are alone, especially when you two are watching a movie, or when you’re playing your favorite games and he’s acting as a chair pillow for you

bro is the literal definition of comfort ugh

he doesn’t mind at all if you come off as too clingy or touchy, he thinks it’s absolutely endearing

he thinks he genuinely plays better when you come to cheer him on at one of his games

he always asks you before if you’re coming or not; he knows you’re competitive and enjoy cheering at his games for fukurodani

expect dinner dates, especially at fancy restaurants; he also doesn’t mind cooking once in a while and having a candlelit dinner at his place

i feel like amusement park visits weren’t really his thing, but after babysitting the thing known as bokuto ( /pos we love him !! ) for a year, he’s come to enjoy it

so naturally, he’d love to take you on amusement park dates, trying out every ride and game, and buying assortments of snacks from the stalls

aaaaand he always ends the day of with a ride on the ferris wheel, the two of you holding hands while the sun sets in streaks of pink and orange on the horizon

sometimes when the two of you aren’t in the mood for going out, he comes over to your place n you guys just draw stuff 

he likes sending voice messages

instead of texts sometimes

(pls his voice is so calming)

↑ usually when he’s at practice, as it’s easier than texting

he knows you enjoy listening to them teehee giggle

✧ extras : moodboard (bc pinterest does not wish to torture me for once???)

— all moodboard images are from pinterest and do not belong to me. full credits go to their owners

matchup rules !

© kxttqi — do not repost, copy, translate or steal my works without permission.

[hyunchanstan]

I'LL BE YOUR FIRST LOVE : chapter 1

[GENERAL]: single!dad!chan x fem!reader, strangers to lovers, smut (warning in each chapter) . fluff, Chan is readers first love

[ WARNINGS IN THIS CHAPTER]: mentions of death, mentions of car accident, hospital, reader has depression, nightmare (let me know if I forgot something)

[ AUTHOR'S NOTE]: Hiiiii, it took me a bit longer to write this new chapter cuz i was super busy. Im rlly excited to post this. Thank u guys for the activity on my last post, luv u all!!

!english is not my first language so I apologize if there are any mistakes!

You were currently sitting at some cheap airport café, staring on a plain white wall. You took a sip of your americano as you were examining the cracks on the wall in front of you – it reminded you of your heart now. Back then, when the airport was built, the walls were all new and without any cracks -just like your heart when you were young-. But after so many years the walls started to crack because of how much they went trough -just like your heart now-.

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You took another sip of your ice americano and the cold liquid going down your throat woke you up from your 10 minutes-long zoning out session. You were overthinking again. You didn't know if this was a good idea because you wanted to forget about past three weeks and start a new life, but at the same time you were scared that all the good memories with your parents will stay in France, left behind.

You took your purse and went to the plane. You didn't even have a backpack because you didn't take any makeup or skin care with you on the plane - you were sick of everything, you didn't even have the energy to take care of yourself. But it wasn't like you cared anyways, you were glad that you were still alive.

You sat down into your seat and slept through the whole flight.

Flashback

"Mom?...Dad?...", you shouted from the front door as it seemed like nobody was home. You took off your shoes and went further in the apartment but nobody was there. You still lived with your parents because they were like best friends to you. You didn't have any other friends besides your mom and dad, you felt safe and comfortable with them.

"Mom? I'm home...", you shouted once again but still no response. It was weird because it was already 9PM - you just came back from your dance practice - and they still weren't home when they usually come back home from work around 6PM.

You went to the living room, with an uneasy feeling, you grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. You liked to do that when you were home alone because you didn't like silence so that there was always same noise in the background. You went to the kitchen to make yourself something to eat while listening to the TV.

"Welcome back after a short break. You can therefore see the collision of a car with a bus from the live broadcast. A few minutes ago, an ambulance came to the place where the accident happened too, but the older couple didnt survive the brutal crash by the bus. Based on the shopping bags in the trunk of the car, we think that the couple was going back from the store only few blocks away from here when the bus hit them from the side and the cap flipped on its roof. The driver brake his ligaments and his wife didn't survive serious head injuries...".

It caught your attention and you went back to the living room. You looked at the TV and that was the moment your heart broke into million ting pieces no one will ever be able to stick together again - or at least you thought.

' No... It can't be... It's not...‘, you thought in your head. The car that was flipped on its roof was your dads car. You quickly ran out without any shoes or hoodie on to go check your dads garage. There was no car, that means your parents went somewhere. You couldn’t believe it was them so you ran to the place where the accident happened only a couple of minutes ago.

You saw your dads car flipped on its roof in the middle of the road. There were plenty of people around watching and recording the whole situation, but you were still searching for the two specific people until... You saw them lying on the side of the road as two policemen were just covering then with white sheets.

You still couldn’t believe. They were gone... for good. You didn't have anyone now. The people you loved the most are really not here anymore?.....

You ran to the two motionless bodies on the side of the road and ineeded down beside them as you broke down into tears. You took your moms hand while praying that this is all just a stupid nightmare and you will wake up soon. But that never happened. As one of the policemen was trying to tale you away from there you took your moms ring off of her finger and put it into your pocket - it was her engagement ring your dad gave her.

You sat down in the grass and watched the whole situation from afar still tasting the salty tears on your lips. You didn't actually feel that you were crying, you didn't feel anything at all - you felt numb, you felt like everything died inside of you. THAT is the only thing you felt.

"Ma'am... Wake up...", you suddenly heard from afar. You looked around trying to find the lady who called you.

End of flashback

You woke up breathing heavily, tears streaming down your face like waterfalls. You had another nightmare. You wiped your tears trying to calm down. You see them everytime you try to sleep - that's the reason why you didn't sleep at all for the past three weeks, you're tired. Really tired - of your life.

You got off of the plane and waited for your suitcase to arrive. Few minutes later you were already sitting in a taxi on your way to your new apartment. You paid the driver for the ride and got out of the car. You took your suitcase and looked at the huge modern-looking building in front of you - your new life.