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polishhandplates · 2 years ago

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Translation notes 11-15 | HANDPLATES

8 ALSO I FORGOT TO MENTION- In the seventh, gaster says „Boże daj mi cierpliwość …”which means „God give me patience” which, for these who don’t know, just seems like a little saying. But, if you have some insight, you know that the rest of the saying is „Because if you give me strength, I’ll kill” which is very gaster of him. 11. Okay. 11 comic. hoo this is a lot in one day, anyways. I think that from now on gaster will use masculine versions for them no matter what. Since he did describe them as „two little skeletons” and skeleton is masculine. Possibly in later issues he’ll be switching in between them to show his inner turmoil? We’ll cross that bridge once we get there. ALSO, we got translated baby talk! I generally used some slang to base the words off of, since, you know, it’s usually just easier to say versions of proper words. Example Baby Papyrus said: No cry, See, One okay, One No-mal. And so I translated it into: Ne Płac, pac, je oke, je dobsz. Which roughly says: Dnt Cry, l-k , u oke, u gut. For once I’m glad I have a little brother, so I can better translate the baby talk.Anyways, other fun things…I again translated little as tiny, because it just felt right. Calling them „tiny skeletons” feels way more dad, and I need that sort of softness in my life.

12. UGHHHHH WHY WAS IT SOOO LONG??? Anyways, it was kind of tedious, but I think it was worth it, I find it to be one of the best like…calm before the storm comics? I actually forgot about the first time of the comic, so I was like, whew, finished, and then noticed that no, I was not finished. So yeah, that was f u n. I don’t know what to say about this one…it was long, not too many too interesting translation stuffs…

13. Okay, who, this was shorter, and much more pleasant. I changed some translations, to make life easier.like when asgore says „this is my duty, as a king. But my duty is also to my people, and my friends” and I changed it to basically „that’s my duty as a king, but my duty is also to serve my people, to serve my friends ” because it felt R I G H T. I sometimes wonder if it’s okay that I change the text im translating like this. But it feels correct to change it, because making a 1:1 translation isn’t my point here, it’s giving the polish audience the experience of hand plates in their native language. Oh, I also changed the last line to „I promise” because I didn’t want to make it like this…loooooooong and hard to read sentence, it’s the end of a comic part, it has to HIT.

14. Made sure the last sentence hit again, instead of saying „I WILL NOT FAIL” Gaster basically says „I will not disappoint” which I feel like fits him more…and the I don’t have a good 1:1 translation for the polish so it’s a win win! I changed the bit where papyrus asks about Gasters hands from „WHY DON’T MY HANDS LOOK LIKE YOURS? You and subject 1 don’t look alike, do you? Guess not” to „Papyrus: Dlaczego moja ręka nie wygląda jak twoja? Gaster: Ty i Obiekt 1 nie wyglądacie tak samo, więc dlaczego mamy my? Papyrus: W sumie…” which roughly translates to „Why isn’t my hand like yours? You and subject 1 don’t look the same, so why would we? makes sense…” the last word can’t be perfectly translated. Basically it means like an „actually you’re right” or „W sumie czemu nie” means „Sure why not” but „W sumie” also means in total or in all. So it also would fit in a „all in all” translation. Gaster feels colder when it’s put that way, which he definitely would be at this point.

15. I specifically translated „it is done” to „I did it” to show how gaster takes responsibility for what he’s done. I turned the „their limited worldview […] out of the pieces?” Part into a very specific building/ruins metaphor, since earlier I translated „a mutual scaffolding” into „a mutual foundation” so now it can be tied together, as if the building they build with Gaster’s aid got torn to shred by his cruelty. I changed the way that sans tries to comfort Papyrus, instead of saying „we’re okay” he says „We’re in this together”. It ties better with their codependency and also sounds better. I also translated „oh jeez” into „boziu” which is very similar, like they mean the same thing, but they’re used differently in the cultures. Boziu is most often used by older people, often referencing baby jesus, but it also sounds very childish, like a little kid would pick it up from their grandparents. This feels especially nostalgic to me, since I’m at my grandma’s as of writing this and she says that a lot.

Since I’ve hit the 15 mark, I’ll try to get to 20 if possible, but if not, I’ll try and get started on editing the pages to be translated. Hopefully I can provide the best hand plates experience to the polish side of the fandom…if it even exists. If it doesn’t then I know that hand plates can stand on it’s own regardless! Again, thanks to the amazing @zarla-s for giving me permission to translate this wonderful work! as a more personal note, I hope that as my translations go on, I’ll be able to maybe get a job as a translator? It sounds very cool in concept and as you might have noticed, I really enjoy it…well, let’s just hope my translations can pack enough of a punch so that it has at least half the force of the source material!

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oh-for-fic-sake · 4 years ago

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Dress Codes,Nooky And Cock Blocks

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Henry tries to be a white knight and realizes Kal is to smart for his own good.

Request/Prompt: Henry and Kal meets you from work after having a bad day. Playing with Kal to make Henry jealous. Shutting kal out for some nooky but Kal sits outside the door barking and howling.

Warnings: Smutty Almost Smut! Fluff, Swearing

A/N: so this has combined two ideas one of which is from the lovely @being-worthy This was going to be a Pooh bear chapter two but hasn't quite fit the bill. Anyway I hope you all enjoy. P.S I 100% belive Kal would be a little shit!!!

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This was a fucking piss take your manager was an asshole! You huffed about the office still trying to process the stupidity he just fucking spouted at you. You moved to the ladies room phone in hand ready to vent locking yourself in a stall fingers poised to rant in a long ass text message but you froze. Henry was home well at the gym to be more specific. He was over the moon having just snagged the role of Geralt of Rivia and had been working tirelessly on bulking up for the role especially now that he was getting the dates for shooting. You paused taking a deep breath. No. You cant vent to him and ruined his day to. You growled and moved leaving the bathroom slamming the door thankful that you only had another hour, at least the prick had the decency to wait until the end of the day.

You through your phone down into the bag sitting at your desk for a few moments. You cast your eyes over the computer screen seeing the little bimbo...His little bimbo Stacey there was an office romance between your asshat of a manager and this little blonde. She ran about the office in small tight skirts hair immaculate and thick makeup smeared across her face and fuck me glasses that were an accessory not prescription like yours. She had a snug fitted blouse and pencil skirt on flitting about the office in some dangerous looking heels. More feminine? Was you supposed to jump up and say 'yes sir of course Sir, anything to keep this job sir' then flutter your lashes at him?.

Fuck that, and fuck this be more feminine bullshit, there was no written dress code and as far as things had gone you were doing your job pretty damn well and you didn't need heels to do it!

You scowled seeing the blonde slip out followed by your manager it mus be time fore their discrete get away a make out in the copier room...How original. You sighed clicking your mouse scanning through the next lot of appointments...No more today but there was a shit tonne tomorrow. You sighed getting down...Was your job really on the line over skirts, makeup and heels? Sure you were on probation but they couldn't sack you for breaking a non existent dress code...Could they.honestly you wouldn't put it past Dave he seemed to have some fucked up traditional views.

Your attention was quickly drawn down to your phone buzzing you smiled seeing it was Henry quickly tapping the notification.

'Bbe you still at the office?? Miss you! 😘😘' You smiled softly heaving a deep breath then began typing.

'Yep still here not for long though finish in 1hr thank god 😘😘 u 2 at the gym still??' You sent the text and got a reply pretty quick you smiled he must have left the gym to reply so quick. Your thoughts wandered a daydream of the huge glorious man puffed out and sweaty ugh yes that's what you needed right now your man to just ruin you fuck the stress and doubt right out of you!. Your eyes scanned the new text he had sent pulljng you out of your raunchy thoughts.

'No just left walking Kal around the park he got a bit excited need to wear him out, so have a good day?'

'😂 good luck with that. And its been okay...G2g shopping after apparently I need to dress more feminine😒😒 so will be home late' You frowned hearing the two love birds enter the office again wrapped up around one another professionally you rolled your eyes as the blonde pulled away from your manager giggling and made her way to the computer opposite you instantly reaching for her compact mirror trying to correct the smeared lipstick across her face. Your phone pinged and you looked down face lighting up a little seeing the anger emojis. Henry felt the same ass you.

'😡😡🤬WTF? wats tht sppsd 2 mean?' you cringed maybe you should have just kept your mouth shut but it was too late now you sighed trying to placate him.

'I need to wear skirts and shit...be an office bimbo no big deal🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ just get a few skirts thts all' you typed back his reply was immediate almost as if he'd been typing the same time as you. Wincing you prepared yourself for the worse, Henry was a very protective man and you knew he hated the whole gender roles thing.

'😡😡You dnt need makeup and shit!! ur gorgeous dnt u listen to that wanker!! Can't u leave early?? Say ur going shopping?? Just get out of there! please love dnt let this get 2 u!!🥺🥺 I love u, ur perfect!!😍😘😘😍' You grinned got flushing rereading the words a warmth in your chest. You knew that he meant every word. Stacey looked over with a smirk snapping the compact shut and pointed a false nail in your direction.

"Oh? Is that a blush? Who are you texting? Someone cute?" You flicked your eyes up to her you didn't have anything against her per say but you were different people, she was all Instagram, kardashians and trending and you were all gaming, books and cosy pajamas. You never really spoke to her if you could help it.

"Err yeah...My boyfriend" you admitted looking down seeing another text from him. Another round of compliments and reassuring words lit up your screen.

'I mean it bbe I know u! dnt beat urself up over it! Dont u let him get 2 u!😘😘' you smiled softly yes he did know you and he knew this had not only made you angry but also insecure. You thought you looked good at work you always made a point to look 'put together' but it wasn't enough?

"Ooo was that him again? You never told me you had a boyfriend! Is he new? How long have you been together? What does he do? Whats he saying!?" You gulped as she got up quickly scuttling around the desk as fast as she could in her heels and skirt.

"We've been together a few years...He's just asking me to leave early and catch diner with him but I don't think Dave would like that..." Stacey's face lit up and she beamed at you. She was happy to have something else to gossip about.

"Oh! that’s so sweet~ he wants to steal you away for dinner! You know I wish Dave would do that but he only really pays attention to me at work....So does this sweet mystery man have a name?" You looked up at her tilting your phone away a little so she didn't see Henry's on going threats of 'coming down there and teaching Dave some manners by ripping his tongue out his ass' you shook your head as you caught the ass end of a long text full of emojis...You sort of regret teaching him the meanings of them....Was that an eggplant in the middle?.

"Henry...His name is Henry and he's an actor" Stacey squealed cupping her face completely excited for some reason.

"Oh that's so cute! You know its always you shy ones that nab yourselves the boho guys...You know I always wanted to date the 'boho' type myself but never did, they were all to....Just not my type I like clean cut guys, you know ones who fill out a suit" You squinted what the fuck was she getting at? You schooled your features standing taller quickly and made your own little dig.

"Like Dave?" she flushed and nodded excitedly missing the whole sarcastic droll over your words. She clapped her hands completely missing the fact you were poking fun at the scrawny 'stud' sleazeball who Henry could easily snap over his thigh if he wanted to.

"Yes just like my Dave~! Ugh anyway do you have a pic...Come ooon! Let me see your man~" you sighed tilting your head to her...She was pretty harmless...And dippy so it shouldn't do any harm she didn't strike you as the type of person to watch Henry's movies so shouldn't recognize him. You nodded sweetly it was actually a little fun you rarely got to show off your man, most people who knew him knew you were dating. You twisted the phone eying the screen and froze seeing the last texts he sent you whilst you spoke to Stacey.

'Have you got out early??🧐🧐'

'Babe don't ignore me!😤😤 Is he still there!?😡'

'Woman you better answer me! Stop ignoring me bbe it wont help😤😤'

'Im serious y/n do I need to chat with him? Do you want me to help?🧐🧐'

'Look out the window'

"Oh hell no!" you huffed out under your breath then stood up scrabbling to the large office window Stacey followed you alarmed. You freaked and quickly opened the window poking your head out to scream at your sweet but very dappy boyfriend. As irritated as the texts were he didn't look it, well until you really looked he was tense and it wasn't just because Kal was puling excitedly.

"Oh my god?! HENRY?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!....GET OUT OF THE GOD DAMNED ROAD!!" lone behold when you looked down you saw Henry standing there with a huge bouquet of Roses and a bag you suspected held a box of chocolates, Kal was barking up at you spinning in circles and jumping up super excited almost dragging the huge man over in all the excitement. It would seem the walk was not enough to wear out the bear. Henry grinned up at you you heard Stacey from beside you gasp.

"Holy shit is that your boyfriend??" you turned to her and smiled smugly to her nodding then glanced back down to him seeing him quickly navigate the people bustling around the car park heading for the doors. You froze. You can't let him up here he sounded angry earlier...He'd kill Dave. You ran back to your desk quickly logging off the pc and snatching up your bag.

"Where do you think your going y/n?" Dave called after you you stopped seeing him there arms crossed giving you the filthiest look he could muster seeing your bag slung over your arm then there was the distinct buzzing of someone Henry at the door trying to be buzzed in. You pointed to the door opening our mouth to fake sickness or something but was interrupted.

"Oh Dave leave her alone...All the times she's here early let her go early for once, we don't need her anymore today and it means we get the office to ourselves for an hour~" your eyes bugged out as Stacey came to your aid fluttering her lashes to your manager. He heaved a sigh and nodded to the door in a 'get out of here' motion.

You smiled quickly darting out down the stairs to the ground floor seeing Henry standing there unimpressed finger holding the button down in one long irritating ring. You shook your head at him through the glass as he held the button.

You slapped the exit button opening the door and Henry tried darting past you into the building chest puffed shoulders ready to give your boss a piece of his mind but you caught the frightening man by his ridiculous bulging bicep. You spun with him digging your heels into the worn carpet.

"No no no! Henry no!" he carried on to the stairs dragging you with him passing you the roses and Kal's lead as the dog bounced around you both yipping like the over excited pup he was. Henry had hoped filling your hands would give him time to jump up a few steps out of your reach so he could have a chat with Dave about this whole misogynistic bullshit. Henry swore when you scampered behind him hooking your arms around his forearm and leant back, if he moved you'd drop like a rock and up the few steps as you both were, you'd hurt yourself. He stopped heaving a deep sigh looking to you.

"Just five minuet's babe is all I need! fucking feminine my ass he just wants to oogle your peach of an ass!! And that's not- that ass is mine!! fucking no one NO ONE fucking upsets my baby!" Your body flushed skin prickling at the shear alpha tone the possessive growl that seeped into his words made you tremble swallowing dryly you managed to shake it off and focused on the task at hand fucking could come later for now you needed to stop him from ripping your manager a new one. You moved crouching down bearing your weight down giggling at him as he still tried to thunder up the stairs. Kal helped to pulling at his lead it was a joint effort.

"Henn love?! I'll be sacked if you go up there and make Dave piss himself! Please lets just go home it's Friday I can find a few things over the week end for now can we please leave" he stopped and looked up to the brown ceiling and flickering light sigh he clicked his tongue then looked to you slowly with a heavy breath.

"....Fine, but next time I'm having him!" you smiled finding his protective side arousing your tummy clenching just knowing you big strong man could rinse the little twat upstairs made your pussy clench you always had a thing about strong men and Henry was the most physically fit you'd ever met. You somehow managed to coax him out of the door in the direction of home taking a detour picking up a Chinese on the way.

You giggled rolling around the floor with Kal. after a quiet dinner and snuggle with Henry you had been ushered away so he could do his nightly reading of his new script.You didn't mind at all you loved seeing him so invested in his roles. you caught a glimpse of the red roses sitting proudly in a glass vase on the fireplace almost blocking the view of the tv but not quite. You loved this, just being home with your favorite boys enjoy a nice quiet night in. you scoffed mocking kal who was pulling hard on the black rope trying to out witt you with quick flicks of his head, playing tug with Kal was a workout huge as he was he had the weight and strength to out match even Henry. You did not stand a chance just holding onto the black rope hoping to slow him down but he was full of energy today.

Henry was sitting on the sofa feet up reading his witcher script pen in hand as he read his page, one a night was the deal. But honestly trying to pull him away from this particular script was a hell of a job fair enough he was trying to memorize lines and scribble down alternatives in the margins. It was sweet how excited he got, he already knew the character in and out so could already tweak things around so it felt like Geralt. He was happy had been chasing the role for a while so you didn't mind that preparing for it was taking up most of his time. but you were still horny from earlier and wouldn't complain to a night of nooky. But alas Henry was drawn in by the script and you were trying to find other ways to distract yourself from the bubbling arousal in your loins, like playing with Kal. But that’s not to say you wasn't going to tease your man, there were ways to get his attention~

You smirked putting a plan into action bending lower wriggling your ass, craning back so your shorts rode up just that little bit more. Then once in place you squealed loud gaining the mans attention as Kal tugged dragging you across the floor growling playfully bouncing his weight back jerking you around, it was only then that Henry grunted in annoyance, your voice had been high he loved you keeping Kal entertained he really did, but sometimes he needed a little quiet. Especially when he was trying to concentrate.

"You know if I keep this up I'll have bigger muscles then you~" you giggled out a you tried to hold your own against the mighty bear. Henry smiled and watched shaking his head as Kal dragged you under his legs to the free space on the side of the coffee table. As much as he was trying to concentrate you could never get on his nerves for long, he just loved you to damn much. Henry frowned as you were pulled again wincing anticipating an accident as Kal was definitely getting to invested in the game.

"Or a dislocated shoulder" he commented as Kal did another particularly painful looking shunt and shook his head side to side still growling loud around the toy. It was then that he looked at you properly and what he saw made the man pause and suck in a breath air getting trapped in his throat at the innocently erotic sight. Seeing you bent over any time was a pleasure but here and now? Bouncing deliciously on your knees being half dragged about the living room added another dimension to the whole thing. Your arms and back stretched out low on the floor spine arched slightly, sitting with your knees tucked under you, the bouncing making your ass jump deliciously.

Two full ass cheeks peeking out of you short shorts as Kal carried on his jerky movements. You bit your lip grunting and tugged back pulling with all your might successfully gaining a few inches which Kal stole back and more making you yelp and moan as you were sprawled out on the carpet again. This time dragged up on your knees into a position he he spent many nights enjoying to his fullest. were you doing this on purpose? he wouldn't put it past you...Maybe you needed a fuck, a proper fuck.

Henry couldn't help the twitching in his groin, the first tremors as he got a front row seat to the two perfect globes of your ass seemingly clapping against one another with the shorts acting like a thong shucked up your ass. Fuck you wasn't wearing Knickers again. Little fucking minx. He lowered his feet to the floor now far to invested in watching you roll around in the tiny shorts. swept up in the way your body swayed taunting him. you turned to him with a sly smile and sent him a quick wink that he almost missed.

He gaped at you, you were doing it on purpose!! His script laid completely forgotten on his lap as he watched you turn back to Kal innocently dipping down low again shoulders to the floor stretched out taught in front of you face tucked into your arm as Kal fought you for the coveted rope. God...It had been a while since he fucked you like that. He licked his lips. Too long in the busy days since snagging the witcher role he had only had time for a two quickies. Two fumbled quickies in three weeks and they wasn't even that good. Well not his usual hour long foreplay teasing and touching then good few rounds. They were just a flurry of fast rutting motion's, less fucking more jerking trying to finish as quickly as you could just wanting that high. he bit his lip watching you watch him out of the corner of your eye definitely teasing him.

"Babe come here~" You froze and twisted your head back you knew that tone.Grinning knowing you'd got your way you looked seeing Henry eyeing you hungrily biting his lip tilting his head, legs spread wide making his thighs bulge in what should be a loose set of black shorts but actually became skin tight on this Goliath of a man. You flushed under the gaze but managed to hold into the rope not giving the still pulling pup an inch. His eyes were a dark ocean blue pupils nearly swallowing the color completely, you wondered how far you could push him. you pouted at him before teasing him further opening your legs wider letting the material of your shorts almost completely disappear.

"Henry...I'm playing with Kal-" he squinted at you then quirked a brow before shaking his head snapping shut the folder holding the script and let it drop to the floor by his foot with a decisive thump. You gulped. But didn't move instead you heaved back pulling the Akita across the floor.

"Babe...Come here Kal's had his playtime..." you rolled your eyes hearing the silent 'now I want mine' sometimes he was a man child. You twisted your head to him with a flutter of your lashes and cheeky grin.

"Well I'm playing with Kal you have to wait your turn-HEY? HENRY THAT’S CHEATING!?" You yelped as Henry quickly bolted up right and stomped on the rope whilst using his considerable size and strength to pull you up off the floor making you release the toy.

"Well that’s enough playing with Kal, time to play with me. I wont be cock blocked in my own house by the dog~" you giggled as Henry quickly began climbing the stairs laughing kicking your feet, watching as Kal stayed two steps behind rope in his mouth excitedly following his parents, you were all going to play!. It was only when the dog found himself shut out of the bedroom did he realize you were in fact not going to be playing with him anymore tonight. you could hear the indignant huff through the door.

You wriggled as Henry fell onto the bed with you wrapped around him slowly devouring each other with deep kisses tongues and teeth roaming each other. It had been a good few weeks since you both explored one another properly. Henry pulled away chuckling at the soft scratches at the door. Kal was not impressed.

"Kal go lie down! We will be finished soon" Henry called out and ignored the high whines and more insistent scratching at the door and leaned over you sucking at your neck decorating it as he saw fit leaving marks of red and purple biting his mark into the crook of your neck then lower tracing a warm wet train over your thin shirt. You moaned clutching his waist trapping him between your thighs using the grip you had to rock up onto him trying to ease the burning in your core.

"Oh whats this? Someone is impatient considering she wanted to keep playing with Kal?" His voice came out as a deep rasp making you gasp cupping his face.

"You treating me with your Geralt babe?" He smiled latching onto your ear rocking down onto you drawing out soft mewls. You vaguely heard Kals whines become louder barks out side the door hearing the dog jump up pawing at the handle of the door trying to break in.

"Oh you like?~" You sighed quickly trying to rid your tshirt panting feeling just how wet your slit had got, you were embarrassingly wet considering you hadn't even done anything yet.

"Fuck yes~ oh god its so-ah fuck its so hot Henry~" he pulled back growling in the new low tone you hadn't known he was capable of, his large hands helped remove the tshirt throwing it across the room and latched onto your tits biting and sucking slow flicking his tongue across a pebbled nipple as his hands stripped you of your shorts. he chuckled seeing the damp patch, your arousal sticking to the material in one neat line.

"Oh you really do need me don't you love~" you nodded to him whining when he pulled back grunting a growl biting your boob and sucking harshly. You both moved in tandem rolling around the sheets grinding ,rocking ,biting and grunting both intent on ignoring the pup crying outside the door. He would wear himself out and get bored. Well that was the plan anyway.

Henry finally pinned you and descended on your core like a starving man given the sweetest fruit. You cried out fingers in his hair unsure what spurred on this heated frenzie but would happily indulge him. One thing you loved about him is he was always up for eating you out, the man thrived on it! He seemed to get a massive kick out of feasting on you until you came all over him. You grunted as he suckled on your bud teasing and twisting his supple lips across it Nipping you began to loose yourself panting and jerking up into his mouth chasing a sweet release you hadn't known you needed and then you heard it.

A deep loud echoing mournful howl. Even Henry stopped frowning up at you from between your legs. That was new, Kal wasn't a howly dog, he barked and yipped giving off the weirdest groans and moans. But never howled. You both burst out laughing unable to stop it as the howls were all over the place, loud and quiet raspy and uneven like Kal was an apprentice learning on the job.they were less 'howls' and more 'how-wo-wow-wo-wow' It was clear this was his first time but bless him he was trying to be the wolf of the house. You panicked as he began to get the hang of it and patted Henry's shoulder. he was still chuckling finding Kals new found voice hilarious.

"Quick stop him! If he learns that we'll never hear the end of it!" You chuckled pulling the thin sheet over you as Henry swore and quickly slinked off the bed racing to the door opening it stopping Kal in his tracks. The Akita smiled panted a few breaths thumped his tail on the floor then collected his rope entering, jumping on the bed without a care in the world.

"Babe?" You asked biting the inside of your cheek trying to stop the giggles as Henry began to scowl at the fluffy bear sprawling out on his side of the bed a flush building up his chest settling over his face. He cleared his throat.

You and Henry watched as Kal moved dropping the rope by your hand waiting for you to continue your game of tug. You flopped back in peels of laughter at Henry's face. The man looked amused and livid at the same time as realization struck. Kal, lovable cute baby boi Kal had just played Henry like a fiddle. You didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the fact your boyfriend, your chosen mate had just been outsmarted by a dog.

"Yes love?" He said none to happy with how things had turned out, here he was standing at the foot of his bed painful hard on and there you were naked and willing...In his bed...With Kal. This was not the plan.

"I hate to break it to you...But you've just been cock blocked in your own house by your dog....For a game of tug!" You giggled as you threw Henry's previous words back at him petting Kal who was still fiddling with the rope trying to make you grab it.

"No shit...Can we still fuck? I mean he can have my side! I'm gonna be on top of you anyway?" You gaped at him as he rounded the bed fulling intent on rolling on top of you sliding home. You held up your hand to him.

"Nope! No way am I fucking you next to Kal!" Henry ignored you crouching over you trying to lay you back down to finish what he started before being rudely interrupted by the Akita now in bed with his girlfriend.

"Oh babe why not? this is painful, look I'm going purple...Besides you started it its your responsibility~" he whined trying to bat away your pushing hands leaning in to capture you with a burning kiss. You dodged anticipating his next move, his kisses were always a sure fire way to make you completely melt and give in to him. you quickly twisted away throwing your legs over the side of the bed placing your hands either side of his naked hips, pressing him back as he still tried to gain on you. you swallowed looking up at him meeting his lopsided grin, trying to ignore the proud cock swaying in front of you almost tapping your heaving breasts.

"How about the shower? He's scared of the bathroom since his last bath?" Henry snapped his fingers and clapped face lighting up as he patted your hands slowly easing them off of him.

"Fuck yes! Babe you are a genius!" He moved over and kissed your face making you bat him away and then he turned to Kal wagging a finger at him.

"And you my four legged son are a pain in the ass!" You shook your head patting Kal as he tilted his head he looked offended with his dads statement. You looked to the bathroom door as Henry's pert ass vanished around the door frame.

"Daddy didn't mean it baby boy~ you know how he is when he doesn't get his way...Just a spoiled man child~ he loves you really" Kal whined ears flattening as he heard the shower switch on. You patted the dog with a sigh and got up padding across the bedroom to the en suit.

"Don't worry baby you stay there and daddy wont get you in the mean old shower~" you giggled scratching his ears as he huffed in defeat. His daddy had got the better of him and the Akita wasn't pleased. He grumbled as Henry poked his head around the door frame wriggling his brows at you as you passed him getting a playful smack on the rear. then he faced the dog and stuck his tongue out childishly to the dog who huffed and turned around choosing to give you both a clear view of his ass.

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maggotmouth · 5 years ago

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all for Angéle you have muse for!!

Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.

[ to ━━ dolly parton ] i know we have plans tonight bt pls dnt com ver just yet[ to ━━ dolly parton ] boy stuff, will explain l8r, il be 20 mins tops (hes a bottom)

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

[ to ━━ dolly parton ] i wish i as as pretty as u. ur more beautiful than cinderella. god everyone loves u so much and it feels like shit.[ to ━━ dolly parton ] i .wish i was u

Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.

[ to ━━ dolly parton ] you like blondes, right? i found us one. he’s 23, cute as a button and totally clueless. here on pilgrimage with Mormons, i think. [ to ━━ dolly parton ] and he’s packing. i can see it through his jeans. god, he’s big. [ to ━━ dolly parton ] we should take him home with us. let’s spoil him for the others.

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

[ to ━━ dolly parton ] angele, this is going to sound lame as fuck and totally ruin the hot but distant wood elf vibe i have going on, but i appreciate you so much. you don’t even realise. i really love you. you know, i don’t have too many girlfriends. girls tend to dislike me, or feel threatened, or get defensive when they start seeing a guy because they don’t want him to meet me, like i’m some kind of man-eating snake who just sucks every dick it sees into my super-magnet vagina. like i’d even want to fuck their butterface boyfriends. but you were never like that. you always trusted me. you never got angry at me or jealous or weird and you never assumed things about me based on how i look or what people say. and i know you’re pretty too, so u get it, but sometimes its so hard when girls look at you and thats all they see. like there’s nothing else to you. like they’re somehow better than you because they’re more clever than they are pretty. but i’m clever too. and i’m fun. and you’re the only girl whoever got that. except tempest. and i’ll always love you for that. for not judging me or whatever. for letting me just be a person around you. you’re so nice. you’re so honest. i don’t deserve you.

#soliscs #& hecate / angele.

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tinyblogspace-blog · 6 years ago

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Why I’m Still Not Over You

It’s been nearly two years now that he sat me down on my mums sofa and told me he couldn’t be with me anymore. My eyes welled with tears and his grip on my shoulders tightened comfortingly.

“Maybe, in two years time, we can try again?”

When he said this to me I protested that two years was too long, he’d of found someone else by then and forgotten about me. I begged and pleaded him to try and work through the rough patch we were experiencing, I promised him I’d be a better person, that I’d not get sad about silly things or try to see him on the days he didn’t want to. But now, nearly two years on, the days feel fleeting and fugitive.

It doesn’t hurt anymore, I guess I have that on my side, but I still can’t manage to move on. I’d spend weeks blaming myself, especially when he found a new lover so suddenly, only a couple of months after he left me. I’d scold myself, not understanding how I was still infatuated with a person who didn’t want me.

Back then, I was a miserable concoction of mental illness. With borderline personality disorder, depression, mania and psychosis all fighting against me. Sometimes, when I cried, he’d stroke my hair and cradle me on his lap whilst we sat on his bed. He’d gently kiss my forehead.

“You’re doing so good. You’re going to be better, I promise,”.

Sometimes, when I had a psychotic episode, he’d hold me tight, soothing me with kind words.

“It’ll be over soon, it’s not real. I’m here, I’m real,”.

Sometimes, when I had random out bursts, or a bad day at work, he’d text me and try to make it better

“We will get a Costa tonight, and then go for a drive so you can see the horses on the moors.”

But sometimes, things wouldn’t be so sweet. Sometimes I’d cry, and he’d shout at me to go into another room, or to be quieter as it was distracting him from whatever was on TV at the time. Sometimes, I’d have a psychotic episode and he’d scold me, insisting I belonged in a mental institution, that I was ‘psycho’, or laugh in my face. Sometimes, I’d have a bad day, and he’d ignore me. He’d tell me he didn’t want to hear it, that he didn’t want to know. He’d tell me I was over reacting, that I needed to take my meds - that it was my own fault I was the way I was. Often, he’d make fun of me for my reaction to things, but sometimes - sometimes he was there for me.

I realised that these two extremes are why I couldn’t dnt and can’t move on. Everything seems so bland now. You see, when he was good, he was amazing. And somehow, the bad that he gave seemed to magnify this. The good he did for me was god like through my rose-glasses, back then. The bad seemed almost fictional when he was good. And so no one else could make me feel as good as he did, but not because I still loved him - which I had confused for a very long time - but because no one else ever made me feel anywhere near as bad. He made the basic caring and sympathy he gave me, seem almost godly, because of the comparison it was to the toxicity.

No one could make me feel anywhere near as good, because no one else would ever make me feel half as bad.

It was the play on emotions and toxicity that I was put through, that I can’t move on from. And it’s taken me a long time to realise it wasn’t him that I love, it was the abuse I became attached to, somehow. I was vacuously drawn to him, tolerating and enduring the abuse, just for that one second of love.

If you ever read this, know that I stopped loving you a long time ago. I am only not over us due to the mental trauma you have put me through. It’s not you I want, it’s that you have ruined my image of love so severely that when I am greeted with it genuinely, I don’t feel that it’s real.

I am spending my time alone to heal now, and trying to learn how to accept genuine compassion. Thank you for teaching me the exact way to not be loved. Thank you for teaching me what abuse is, so I can stay far away from it in the future. Thank you for leaving me.

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hamilton-one-shots · 6 years ago

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Hamilton High School AU 22

Alexander popped the phone onto a charger and waited for the screen to light up. When it did, he saw that the lock screen was Lafayette and a few old friends in front of the Eiffel Tower. He looked happy. At least, he looked substantially happier than the last time Alexander saw him. He sighed and added Lafayette's new number before texting him. [Laf: hey, its alex. marta gavme ur old phon. can we tak l8r? its imprtnt.] Then he switched to texting John. [John: hey, marta gav me lafs old phon 4 now.]

Both were headed back to class after lunch, though Lafayette was more nervous to respond. [Yes, of course, but it will have to wait a while. I have drama and we're talking to John after that.]

[I'm glad to hear that. I missed you. : )]

Alexander opened his laptop to work on something for the debate society, cringing as Lafayette's text tone rang through. 'Salut! New message, Monsieur! Meow!' Even Lafayette now would be annoyed by it. [Laf: it ok. I jus wana tak. Hav fun in drama :)] He hoped he sounded friendly enough. The last thing he wanted to do was panic Lafayette. [John: i talked 2 marta a lot. I feel beter 4 it. Oh! Also took my meds] [...do u thnk Tomas gets angry spels?] [no, ignor tat. It's dum. Jus thinkin 2 much. Bored @ hoem.]

Lafayette was the first to respond with a simple [Thank you, I'll see you then.]

[I'm glad you feel better! Can't have my love feeling too bad ❤] [I'm also proud of you for taking your meds 💗] It was mushy, but it was John. He was usually like that. At least he was with Alexander. When the second set of messages came through, he frowned a bit. [Jefferson's just a stupid bully. I've known that for a while now, you know.] [Don't let him get to you.]

Alexander sighed. He couldn't blame John for thinking that way after what he did to him. [sry, just didnt tink ne1 cud b tat much of n ass w/out reson]

[I see where you're coming from, but Jefferson isn't like you. He doesn't care.]

John had a point, but... It was worth a shot. He logged into Facebook and pulled up his messages with Jefferson. [dnt b men to laf in drama]

[Anything for you <3 xx]

[dnt do tat. im tryin to b sivil]

[You just wanted to message me, didn't you? ;) xx]

[no.]

[Why? Besides, I'm meant to be working, boo <3 xx]

[4get it] Alexander dropped back to his pillow with a huff, holding the phone to his chest. This wasn't going anywhere. [jus bored. Go bck 2 studyin]

[Yes sir <3 xx] Thomas chuckled and strode into class with Lafayette and Hercules, where Alexander usually joined them, and sat beside the pair. "Smile, Mulligan. You use less muscle."

"When you drop, I will." He shot back.

"Now, now, I've been given specific instructions to be nice to Laf. I plan on following them." Thomas grinned.

Lafayette shifted to be a bit closer to Herc. He didn't feel like starting a fight with Thomas that day and didn't want Hercules to feel he had to. "If you really wanted to be nice to me, you'd kindly fuck off." He smiled, speaking low enough so that the teacher wouldn't hear, but loud enough for Thomas to hear him clearly.

Thomas nodded. "As you wish." And he... actually left?

"What's up with that?" Hercules asked.

"I don't know.. Maybe we should just enjoy this while it lasts."

[Laf asked me to move and I did. That's being kind, right? 😉 xx]

[i gess... thnx?].

[Don't mention it. See? I can be nice 💗 xx] [What am I going to get in return? Or do I move back to sitting next to them? xx]

Alexander froze, feeling his heart jump wildly in his chest. [wat do u meen...?]

[I mean xx] [Either we start 'getting along' if you catch my drift, I'll play nice. I'll be nice to Laf, I'll be nice to Herc; hell, I'll even be nice to your Johnny 💗 xx] [We've just got to spend some time together, that's all xx] [Or I can go find John now. He's probably in the library, right? xx]

[nO] [dnt do that] [pls] He panicked, typing back quickly, biting his lip.

[Then let's hang out. Sit with me in lunch tomorrow when you're back. Then come to mine after school. I'll even drive us. OR I'll get John. xx]

Poor Alexander whimpered in panic. This wasn't what he wanted. Not in the least. [ok] He looked back to his conversation with John. [John, u cnt come ovr 2day. im 2 sick.]

John furrowed his eyebrows and took a break from drawing. [What? Are you sure? I asked Martha earlier and she said it'd be fine if I went over and visited you...] [And Lafayette asked me to come over, probably to talk about what they know.]

Crap, that was right. Alexander almost forgot. [sry, just havn an episod. frekd out fr a sec] He curled up and whimpered. He was scared... And he needed John now more than ever, but he wasn't going to let Thomas come near him, not after what he'd done to him. He had to take care of this himself. He switched back to Facebook. [tomas, im not sure about this...]

[So you'd rather me go back to sitting next to him and start something? Ooh, I know, I could tell him how hot he looks in skinnies 😉 xx]

Alexander jumped up. [no dnt] [sorry jus] [pls dnt do nythin] [pls] [tomas?] [thomas] [anser] [o god] [dnt hve dne nything] [pls] [tomas!]

[Chill. Eacker was looking this way so I had to hide my phone xx] This was a lie. Thomas had waited a few minutes before responding purposefully to scare poor Alexander. [Good to hear you screaming my name tho xx]

[stop pls]

[How'd you manage to misspell my name when it's on the screen in front of you? 😜 xx]

[pannic]

[Aww... don't panic 💗 I'm gonna look after you, I promise xx] He looked over at Lafayette and Hercules and smiled.

Lafayette glared back at him. "I'm going to get to the bottom of this..."

"Please be carerful.." Hercules kissed his cheek.

After school, Lafayette took a chance and sat beside Thomas for drama. "Hello, Thomas."

Thomas raised an eyebrow at him. "Since when do you talk to me?"

"I just thought I could ask you for some advice. Do you have any tips for playing Veronica sawyer?"

This sparked his interest. "There's not much to it. She's a high school chick trying to fit in. Sort of a sassy girl next door."

"I see.." He nodded. "And I wanted to apologize for our prank last night. I remember how hard it was for John to have to raise his siblings."

"Forget about it. Lucy's a kid. These things happen." He pulled out his script. "So, are you okay with Dead Girl Walking? Because we're going to have to practice that scene at some point and I don't want it to be awkward when we do." As if he cared. He only had to be nice to Lafayette.

Laf couldn't help but shudder a bit ,though he was able to keep it to himself. "It's just acting. No harm done. I'm sure Herc won't mind."

Thomas nodded. "You're right. He shouldn't."

Before Lafayette could comment on what Jefferson was obviously trying to do, Eacker stumbled in, apologizing for being late once again before announcing their roles. Of course, Lafayette was Veronica Sawyer and Thomas Jefferson was Jason Dean.

"See? You know me. It won't be so bad."

Though, of course, it was the fact that Lafayette knew him that made it bad.

"What scene are you two talking about?" Eacker asked as he passed the pair.

"Dead Girl Walking. Just hoping it won't be too awkward."

Eacker smiled. "Well, nothing like breaking the ice."

Wait, what?

"We're all friends here. We were going to head on stage anyways to practice a few scenes. Why not this one?"

Oh, god, were they really doing this now? Lafayette stood up and took a deep breath before following everyone out to the auditorium. It's just acting.

Thomas was too busy texting to worry.

[i dnt like tis] [im scared] [pls dnt taek it owt on laf] [i jst dnt want 2 go hoem w/ u] [sorry sory sorry] [nything els, u got it] [jus dnt ruin drma 4 laf] [dnt go neer Jhon] [John*] [pls] [pls] [pls]

[No. We've got a deal, babe. I'll behave if you do as I say. Laf's acting now; y'sure you wanna go back on this nooooow? 😉 xx]

[nO] [pls] [leev hm aloen] [il b good] [its fien] [il go w/ yu] [srry]

[Good choice 💗 xx]

Alexander changed the password on the phone to some complicated pattern before putting it down on the bed... then beginning to tremble. He hopped up from the bed before practically sprinting across to Lafayette's room and launching himself at John. Poor Rosie barely had time to leap out of the way. She hissed disapprovingly as she knocked her paw before returning to her basket as Alexander buried his face in John's chest, shaking like a leaf. He kept his arms wrapped around John's waist in the same vice like fashion he had before when he was scared John would leave him.

John didn't ask any questions. He didn't have to ask what happened. He had a good feeling. He texted Jefferson to confirm his beliefs. [What did you do to Alex? Leave him alone. If you're doing this to hurt me, just come after me instead. If you're not, come after me anyways. Leave him out.]

Thomas chuckled. How cute. But he couldn't respond yet. He got on stage with Lafayette and watched him act as the song began.

"The demon queen of high school has decreed it. She says Monday, 8 am I will be deleted. They’ll hunt me down in Study Hall, stuff and mount me on the wall. Thirty hours to live. How shall I spend them? I don’t have to stay and die like cattle. I could change my name and drive up to Seattle. But I don’t own a motorbike. Wait, here’s an option that I like. Spend these thirty hours getting’ freaky! Yeah! I need it hard, I’m a dead girl walking! I’m in your yard, I’m a dead girl walking! Before they punch my clock, I’m snappin’ off your window lock. Got no time to knock, I’m a dead girl walking." As much as Lafayette dreaded the scene, he wasn't about to half ass it.

"V-veronica..? What are you doing in my room...?" It was... unclear if Thomas was acting or not. It was either excellent acting ability... or Lafayette had genuinely caught Thomas off guard and scared him half to death. Either way, it certainly fit the role.

"Shh!" Lafayette looked back at Thomas with a sultry expression, grabbing his shirt collar. "Sorry, but I really had to wake you. See, I’ve decided I must ride you ‘till I break you ‘cause Heather says I gotsta go. You’re my last meal on Death Row. Shut your mouth and lose them tighty whiteys! Come on! Tonight I’m yours! I’m your dead girl walking." He pushed him down to his knees, lost in the role. "Get on all fours, kiss this dead girl walking. Let’s go, you know the drill. I’m hot, and pissed and I'm on the pill. Bow down to the will of a dead girl walking." He kneeled down and held his face. "And you know, you know, you know, it’s cause you’re beautiful. You say you’re numb inside but I can’t agree. So the world’s not fair? Keep it locked out there. In here it’s beautiful! Let’s make this beautiful!"

Thomas felt his knees click as he dropped, but it was totally worth it. Lafayette looked an image of perfection and coupled with those lyrics... Thomas felt like he could take him there and then.

"Get on all fours, kiss this dead girl walking. Let’s go, you know the drill. I’m hot, and pissed and on the pill. Bow down to the will of a dead girl walking." He knelt down and held his face.

It took all of Thomas' restraint not to go back on his 'deal' with Alexander. Whether or not getting in Lafayette's pants was his focus, he was undeniably gorgeous.

"And you know, you know, you know, it’s cause you’re beautiful. You say you’re numb inside but I can’t agree. So the world’s not fair? Keep it locked out there. In here it’s beautiful! Let’s make this beautiful!"

"Th-that works for me!" He exasperated before yanking Lafayette into a kiss. It was rough and messy... but at least it fit the scene.

It was going to take the power of every god to wash that taste from Lafayette's mouth. It tasted like.. Like.. Jefferson. And he hated it. But he didn't act like it. He kissed back just as roughly because it wasn't Lafayette kissing Thomas, it was Veronica kissing JD. And it was too late to back out then, so he kissed back and continued the song afterwards. "Yeah! Full steam ahead! Take this dead girl walking!

"How'd you find my address?"

"Let’s break the bed! Rock this dead girl walking!"

"I think we tore my mattress!"

"No sleep tonight for you! Better chug that Mountain Dew!"

"Okay, okay.."

"Get your ass in gear! Make this whole town disappear!"

"Okay, Okay!"

"Slap me, pull my hair! Touch me there, there, and there!" Lafayette didn't know what was worse, the fact that Thomas' hands were all over him or the fact that he was the one guiding them. At least he got to slap him. "No more talking!"

"Woah!"

"Love this dead girl walking!"

"Woah, woah! Hey, hey! Yeah, yeah!"

"Love this dead girl walking!"

"Love this dead girl! Woah, woah! Hey, hey! Wait, wait!"

They finished out the song in sync. "Love this dead girl! Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

"Ouch!"

"YEAH!”

“YEAH!"

As soon as the song was over, Lafayette got off of Thomas and caught his breath, smiling at the class a bit. He knew they did amazing. And he hated it.

Thomas looked like a mess. His hair was sticking up all directions and his face was glowing crimson. Thomas was no virgin, but he hadn't expected Lafayette to carry out the scene so well, or convincingly. He pulled himself to his feet, joining the applause for Lafayette and himself before offering a hand to help pull Lafayette up from the floor.

"See? You're both fine. Nothing to worry about." Eacker chirped with praise. "It helps when it's a friend there, right?"

"Right." Thomas piped back before returning back to his seat with Lafayette. "...so do I owe you a cigarette or...?" He laughed lightly, attempting to tidy his hair.

Lafayette rolled his eyes, holding his arms that much closer against his chest.

When class drew to a close, Thomas put his script back into his rucksack and swung it over his shoulder. "You're a great actor, Laf. Really. I mean that. I'll catch you tomorrow.," he complimented before waving him off and leaving the room, finally texting John back. [/I've/ done nothing. I haven't seen him today. Besides, he's /your/ boyfriend. You fix him xxx]

As Lafayette followed behind him, surrounded by his classmates, he felt conflicted. He loved acting, but it felt wrong doing that scene with Jefferson.

When Lafayette came out of the classroom, surrounded by various other drama members full of praise and compliments, Hercules bit his lip. This was something Lafayette was 1. Obviously passionate about and 2. Very good at. Hercules's jealousy would have to step aside. Instead, he greeted Lafayette with a supportive smile, pretending he hadn't just seen that scene. "Hey you! Someone's popular!" He hummed. "John headed back to yours early to see Alex. Are you ready to go?"

He nodded and faked a smile. "Yes. Let's go." He kissed his cheek and walked home with him.

When John and Alexander heard the pair arriving, the latter froze up a bit. Not only did they have the talk to do, but he hadn't gotten around to apologizing to Lafayette and he believed him to still be mad.

They entered the room and mumbled a few greetings before sitting down, even Rosie leaving the room as she sensed the tense atmosphere.

John was the first to break the silence.

#hamilton #hamilton fanfic #alexander hamilton #john laurens #lafayette #hercules mulligan #thomas jefferson #lams #mullette #dead girl walking #22 #chapter 22

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sedonalace · 6 years ago

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thanks for being there for me

‘Hey hi yay we’re at day 2 how fun.

Once again, I still have a family emergency going on that could last a few days, but I still have no clue for sure. But I wanted to get these prompts out for you guys so I could still be able to participate in my favorite event ever. So this and the others are queued and reviews for other fics will be delayed until later in the day, thanks for understanding 💗.

Lutteo Ficweek 2018 Day 2- ‘I drunkenly tried to fight you and knocked myself out but you were kind enough to take care of me ‘til I woke up’

💋

There's a lot of strange things Matteo has encountered in his life. And because of so many of these occurrences, he can smell the bullshit from kilometers away. So when Luna began sending him very weird text messages a quarter past midnight, he knew there was something going on.

Chica Delivery 00:16- Mtteoooooooo

Chica Delivery 00:16- Mattooo

Chica Delivery 00:16- heeeeyyyyyyyt

Chica Delivery 00:16- wherw r uyy

Chica Delivery 00:17- i needf my chiuuo fdrewsa npw

Chica Delivery 00:17- iz soooooo brhgn wihot ou

Chico Fresa 00:18- Luna are you drunk?

Chico Fresa 00:18- I'm coming to get you

Chico Fresa 00:18- Where are you?

Chica Delivery 00:19- Jkm nd rpllrt

Chica Delivery 00:20- dnt tell mm mkm nd dsd

When Matteo got to Jam and Roller, all of the lights were on, seen from the very dark streets as the only place still occupied at this time. And the door was open, which only made him roll his eyes for Luna's drunk actions. He could tell it was bad this time.

He entered the place and immediately went to lower the blasting volume of the stereo first to prevent the cops from coming in for complaints. Once he turned off the stereo, he was able to hear Luna's calls from a few rooms away. "Matteo? Matteoooo? Is that you?" He walked closer to where her voice was coming from and it led him to the locker room.

There Luna was, sitting on the bench, bobbing her head with a slight grin, rolling her skates on the ground front and behind. Matteo rested his head against the locker, clutching his heart with his hand. "Jesus Luna, you're scaring me. What is going on can you please explain?" Her head swayed a bit side to side to the tune of nothing as she held out her arms for what he assumed was for him to take. "I wanna go skating silly, come on let's go," she said a little too loudly to someone who had just barely gotten to sleep before being dragged here. Matteo covered his ears.

"Luna, you're not going skating, you need to tell me what is going on. How did you get in here? ," He paused, leaning in closer to smell the pungent scent of alcohol coming from her body "And why the hell are you drunk, where did you even get alcohol from?" he questioned her. Luna pouted and whined like a child who didn't want to leave the park when they were having too much fun. "Why do you gotta ruin everything? I just wanted to go skating with you, it's no fairrrr," she whined.

Matteo rolled his head back against the locker, rubbing his face with his hand. He couldn't believe how much of a child she became while drunk. "Luna, can you please just tell me? Nothing will happen I swear. Just tell me how you got in," She crossed her arms with an even heavier pout. "Nuh-uh".

"Luna, please. I will call Simon if I have to, to make you come out with an answer if you don't just tell me," At this, Luna's red eyes popped open with her shaking her head. "No, then he'll get me in trouble, please don't call him, pretty, pretty pleaseeee chico fresa,"

Matteo shoved his phone back in his pocket and crossed his arms and waited for his answer. The more he stared coldly and directly at her, the more it weakened her to break. He waited about three minutes before she burst like a baby. "Fineeeeeee. I begged and begged Pedro to let me stay longer so I could practice skating. So he left me with the key and let me. And that's what I was about to do, stupid," Luna confessed begrudgingly. Matteo winced at her words.

"And how are you so wasted, where's the alcohol?" he asked tiredly. She pointed her finger at the entrance of the locker room, to what he assumed was outside by the bar. He followed her motion and went to investigate. "He left me the key to the liquor cabinet they use for those fancy parties too," she shouted at him from the locker room she still waited at. He crouched down at the bar to look at the open liquor cabinet. It was already wide open, and pretty clean and organized for the most part. The only thing that was out of place was the whole empty bottle of wine that laid on its side that she had consumed. He closed it and buried his head in his hands. He was so dead and had the messiest problem on his hands. Out of all people, he was the one sent to deal with it, and for that, he was screwed over by her deeper than ever before.

He walked back to the locker room to a now more calm and tired Luna still sitting on the bench. He rubbed his temples trying to think of what he could do next to not scare or anger her was a lot more difficult than what he thought it could be. She seemed calm now, but at any given moment or movement she could snap in an instant, and he needed anything but that right now.

"Okay," he started, clapping his hands together and grabbing her attention. "Here's what's gonna happen. We're gonna get out of here and I'm gonna text Nina or Jim or Yam, whoever answers first at this ungodly hour and take you to their house to stay with them. Because there is absolutely no way in hell I'm-" "No." she shouted at him, retreating back to her toddler like behavior. He narrowed her eyes at her, having had enough of her for the night. "I'm not leaving here, I wanted to skate and that's what I'm gonna do," she stated loud and clear. Matteo rolled his eyes at her. "Luna, this isn't up for debate, you're coming with me, now sit down so we can get your skates off,"

Matteo went down to start untying her skates for her, but she only started to stand up, which she struggled doing. "Luna, sit back down, now," he commanded. Luna was finally able to completely stand on her skates. She was still really wobbly and had to grip whatever she could of the locker, but she still stood. "No," she pointed her finger, poking it at his chest. "I said I was going to skate and I am going to now let me go," she tried to get past him but was still wobbly. He pushed her back a bit, guarding her against letting her pass. Now she was raging, just as he feared.

Anger boiled through her entire body, letting it be expressed through body language, shaking and moving all of her tiny frame. "I said let me go-" she squirmed too hardly. Hitting her arm and head against the locker, leading her to fall to the floor.

And everything blacked out.

💋

Luna doesn't know where she is or how she got there or what even happened in the past twenty-four hours. The only thing that she knows and that is clouding her mind is how fucking terrible her head hurts and the burning cold sensation she feels at the top of her head.

Her eyes slowly, slowly flutter open to reveal a very bright light in front of her. As well as Matteo hovering over her body, pressing a cold pack to her head. He gives the laziest of smiles. "Good morning, or should I say afternoon, Chica Delivery," he whispered. Everything about this is confusing the fuck out of her, and all the questions are tied in her tongue to prevent her from saying anything.

"What's going on?" she manages to say. Her eyes scan around the room as much as she can, as her head pain hurts too much to move even the slightest bit. The simplicity of blue and white decor and cleanliness immediately tells her she is in what assuming is Matteo's room. Also that Matteo himself is there, of course. "And why am I in your room,"

Matteo chuckles a bit as he removes the ice pack to observe if the swelling had gone down. But he puts it back on seeing that it still has not. "Well," he begins the story. "You drunk texted me after midnight telling me to meet you at J&R and I found you there trying to skate and having broken into the liquor cabinet. When I went to stop you, you burst and hit your head against the lockers. None of the girls responded to my texts, and I definitely wasn't going to bring you back home in the state that you were in so I dragged your drunken blacked out ass back here, and that is why you feel and look like complete shit right now," he explained with a sarcastic smug. Luna rolled her eyes while groaning at her throbbing head. Another thought had cleared and occurred to her.

"And what about my parents? And the girls? Do they know?" she bombarded him. He dismissed her questions with his hand in motion. "The girls know what happened. I told them this morning after they woke up super worried after those texts and are covering up saying you are at Nina's. And as for your parents, Nina told them you were with her of course. But they were worried sick that you weren't answering their calls they almost sent out the police to look for you. Nina had to tell them you fell asleep early. Seriously Luna, what the fuck?"

Luna covered her hands with her face groaning at her dumb self. "Only I would be this stupid while drunk and angry. This is so shitty, and I'm so sorry I had to pull you through this with me. You definitely didn't deserve it," she confessed. Matteo winced, giving a half grin at her. "It's fine, really. I'm glad you messaged me because God knows what would have happened otherwise," he pointed out. "that's for damn sure," she muttered through her breath.

Matteo shifted his position sitting on the bed, facing even more towards her and moved her ice pack away. Luna tried to sit up, but he pushed her back down, knowing full well it would hurt even more if she moved. "Now, to make it up to me, I want you to tell me why all that happened yesterday. What's made you so worked up lately?" he asked her in a soothing, soft voice. "Matteo..." she tried to plead at him weakly. Matteo shook his head finding her hand to hold in his. "Luna, I need you to tell me so I can help. You can trust me, and I swear everything will stay only between you and me, I promise."

He looks toward his bedroom door. He stands up to look down the hallway to check if anyone was eavesdropping, and closed it fully so no one could enter and returned to his spot on the bed, going back to find her hand. "It's just me. Believe me," The corner of Luna's mouth twitched up the very slightest bit at his gesture. He really cared to fix everything and that was more than enough for her.

She takes a deep breath before beginning. "Well you know how I'm Sol Benson, right?" she asks. He nods his head slowly while playing with her fingers. She stares at them while she thinks. "Well ever since the discovery and coming back from Cancun, my grandfather has kind of made the situation insufferable. He wants me to get all these new things and meet all of these new people and pretty much change the way I've always been living my life. He's just so excited to get his long-lost granddaughter back that he hasn't given me a chance to breathe. I'm still recovering and processing the fact about my past and how it has been revealed. And he's just throwing all of these things on me that it's so overbearing. And I love him. I love that I have a grandfather in my life to go to now and I'm extremely grateful for everything. But I just can't keep going like this, being worn down all of the time and in constant action and pain, I just can't."

There are tears flowing down her face now. Matteo takes his free hand and with the end of his sleeve, dries all the tears from her face, caressing her gently. She sniffles through her words trying to recollect herself, but miserably failing. "Matteo, it's so hard trying to be perfect for others all of the time. Don't you ever just feel like you wanna disappear from all of it?" she murmurs to him.

With Matteo looking deeply into her eyes, full of every emotion and feeling in the world, he understands every single part, and feels her exact emotions all within himself, almost like connecting hearts beating as one. "I know that exact feeling. And I know it far too well. And I've always, always had the feeling of wanting to disappear or run away," he drifts off.

"But?" Luna asks in a whisper. He smiles a little wider at her with a lifted feeling in his chest, just wanting to embrace her with all that he's got. "But then I remember there's so much more to life to look forward to that I could never possibly think of going away from. Like Gaston and skating, and pasta and pizza, Buenos Aires, music. And you. It all keeps me grounded when everything feels like so much pressure. I always have those things to remind me to keep going and to make me feel at peace and home,"

Luna smiles while biting her lip. She lifts her free hand to touch his face, her fingers tracing his facial features. From his temples to his eyebrows, to his jaw and chin. She smiles intently and genuinely at his comforting words that make her all feel warm inside.

He inhales a deep breath. "When things are getting too much with your family life, you always have your parents, and Nina and Jim and Yam, and most of all me. Because I know all that you feel in this moment. And you can run to my house at 3 in the morning when you have a nightmare or crisis and sleep right beside me, because sometimes its a simple need as that, and I just want to be there and ready for you if it happens. Because I love you, no matter what. And I want you to never feel alone. I want to face anything with you so you never do it alone."

Luna has even more tears down her face, but this time of pure love and happiness. She can no longer hold it and wraps her hands around his neck to pull him down to her in an ever embracing hug. She holds him tight, clutching onto his shirt and hair, breathing in his scent feeling so much relief and love she can barely contain it. She feels more at peace and ease, breathing a sigh of finally. Finding her home.

He pulls away from her with his face close to hers still. She looks into his eyes in the same way that he did so many times before. "Do you really love me?" she whispers to him. He chokes up at his emotions a bit, smiling with sparkling eyes. "I always have and I always will," he whispers back.

He kisses her cheek while hugging back to her. He feels her put a hand on his cheek to push him away, only to caress it and keep it above her. His lips just barely hovering above hers. One sweep and their lips could touch. But she kept them distanced though, lingering in the feeling.

There was only one thing she needed, that could never be bought with her new fortune, or given by her grandfather's doing. That was love. And that was Matteo. And that's all she ever needed and more.

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