#because i'm worried she'll go through withdrawal

[phoebewallerbridge]

being 23 going on 24 living with your mom who is lost and taking pills while drinking and worrying she might not wake up one of these days and trying desperately to get a FT job so you can help her and also hopefully move out and not have weekly panic attacks because you're the adult in your parental relationship but you're also not even 25 yet

[nescaveckwriter]

Invisible Wall🩷

Line: Broken Vows 😱 will be in bold

A/N: YAY! Yet another one done for @jacklesversebingo 🐞 so excited for this one, and its a little bit of 'Beau Arlen' 🤩.. hope y'all like it.

Warnings: Some language, also slight smut😱 that's all so far I know.!

Characters: Beau Arlen x Reader

Cover: Created by me. Also images from Pinterest and Canva.

Words:1209

"Hell no! I can't do this anymore, I can't go on pretending everything is fine, when it's not" she thought to herself glancing at the man, whom she shares a bed with! Inspecting his face as he sleeps, his brown hair, draped over his forehead, his eyes closed, his lips relaxed as he probably dreams, about something other than you.

Your not really sure when the relationship started to shift, but it's been a while now. The two of you share a bed, but it's like there's this invisible wall, between your bodies, as neither one of you hold eachother anymore.

A half smile forming on your lips as you recall the love you two shared, the way you could not keep your hands of eachother, the way your bodies were entwined till the early morning hours, tired the whole day at work as the two of you would lay all tangled up, talking for hours, about your dreams, and building a future together, but now it feels like that passion, that love, is crumbling. And now your realising all you have left is broken vows.

To have and to hold forever and always seems so unreachable, so far fetched, so painstakingly far from the truth. You hardly ever talk to eachother, the last time you tasted his lips? Can't even recall, he just waves goodbye as he goes too work, and you, are left, wondering how it all came too this.

If only you can feel his arms around you, once more, if only he can push you up against a wall, and claim you like he used too. Feeling him shift on the bed, as the alarm goes off, you get up, quickly, trying to remove the tears staining your face, you stride to the bathroom.

His deep voice laced with an Southern Accent, let's you turn around. "You alright"

You wanted too scream and say NO! But you opt out for a simple "yes"

Closing the door in his face hearing his frustrated sigh, is enough too open the flood gate burning behind your eyes.

Listening too her cry, she tries too hide it, but he heard her, laying next too him, of course he kept his eyes closed, acting like he was asleep, but all he wanted too do, is pull her closer too his chest, place loving kisses on her lips, but he knows the dynamics of their marriage has been off for awhile. Knowing it's his fault mostly, the case his been working on has kept him occupied, not really having the energy to come home, and make her feel loved like his supposed too, in full honesty he misses her, but he always had this bad habit of withdrawing if a case has gotten to much for him, not wanting to share the brutal stuff his seen, or the fact he almost got shot, if she should find that out, she'll never be able to find rest, she worries so much about him already.

Walking out of the bathroom, not a trace of the tears that just stained your face, you see him sitting there, "Beau, are you okay?"

His green eyes pierces through yours, "No, no I'm not okay, we aren't okay"

Shocked by his response, you just stood there, searching for the right words too find

He gets up, walking towards you, his voice heavy "Baby, I... I'm so sorry, I know I haven't been the best husband, hell I haven't even been a good man"

The only words you get out is "why"

His jaw clenched, running his hand over his distressed face "because, something happened at work, and..."

Your eyes widen, your voice brittle, "what? What happened?" Thinking the worst, did something dangerous happen is he cheating on you, what can it be!

He plunges down on the end of the bed, "I almost got my head blown off" seeing the fear on her beautiful face, as she's about to open her mouth to say something, he silences her "the important thing is the bullet missed me by a couple of inches, and the only thing I could think off, wasn't that I could die, it was that I will never be able too hold you again" clearing his throat, to swallow the emotion away "I know it doesn't make sense, pushing you away, when all really want to do is pull you close and never let you go, but this... This fear I feel of losing you, its clouding my judgement, its making it hard to focus on the job, I'm the sheriff, I'm the one who should be willing to first in the line of fire, but the idea of not..." He can't even form the words anymore.

You just fall down to your knees in front of him .

Analysing his face, every freckle, every line, the way his beard hugs his perfect jaw line, the dampness in his forest green eyes, his lips as he starts to speak, his voice laced with emotion "the idea of not being around, to see the two of us grow old together, it scares me to death baby" looking down to the ground, to hide the fear in his eyes

Placing your small hand underneath his chin, lifting it to where you can look him straight in the eyes, You begun to speak,your voice shaky, "Beau, darling, why didn't you tell me about this, I'm your wife, I'm here to support you through anything even if it scares me."

He thumbs away your tears, his voice low "Baby, I don't want you too think I'm weak, it's just..."

You gasp, "What! I'll never think that, you know I think the world of you, your the bravest person I know, and I love you"

Your lower lip trembling, "I just wish you told me sooner, I... I thought you," your voice only a mere whisper, "you didn't love me anymore, that you've found someone else"

Flinching at the words you just said he looks at you, "Baby, I would never, not love love you, you are my everything, honey if anything I love you more than life itself"

Sobbing frantically now, you glance at your husband , knowing he still loves you a smile tugs at your lips.

He plunges down to his knees, cupping your face he places a kiss, on your lips, without any warning his kisses becomes hungrier, his fingers playing with your hair as his tongue dances with yours in a fiery passion.

His hands roaming over your body, removing every piece of fabric, so that he can ravish you, making you feel his love as he places kisses on every little inch of your bare skin.

He lifts you up, letting you down, on the bed, you spend the rest of the morning entangled in eachother's arms, the invisible wall, crumbling and coming to a fall, as your husband, shows you exactly what you mean too him, as the two of you lay there, out of breathe, and with hearts full of love, realizing, what happened this morning, doesn't automatically fix all the problems, the two of you face, but at least now you'll face it together, as husband and wife, Mr and Mrs Arlen.

[gothearts]

What's Sera and Adam's relationship like in Heaven? How does it change after he falls?

Post fall is sort of complicated to answer right now given how little I've put out of my au, so you're not going to get the FULL context until I finish putting out all of the characters. I'll do my best to give an abridged explanation ahdshdkjshdskjshskjh Sera was fond of Adam. It's not too far off from canon where she's weary of his behavior, but it's more in the direction of her worrying for just how spiteful he can be, trying to constantly reel him back in and dismiss the negativity. She knows what happens when someone is no longer deemed useful to heaven. She's been through it three times now. He lets the truth of the extermination slip, and she knows that she can no longer save him. He's now become a liability. At that point she would withdraw and refocus her efforts on Emily, as detached as it may seem. She can't dwell for her own well being and ability to uphold her roll in maintaining order. She doesn't know he's in hell. She thinks he's dead. As far as she knows, only angels can fall. Winners have never been slain and Sinners who had previously been reset are reincarnated just to lead the same sinful lives, leading to the notion that a soul cannot be changed, bringing forth the extermination. (There were no attempts to rehabilitate these souls prior, just a reset that still bore scars on the soul from past lives. Like reincarnation.) Adam is gone and Adam has failed, meaning that from what she knows, she'll never see him again. That's what she would respond with whenever Emily would bring it up, using him as a cautionary tale to keep Emily from questioning the will of heaven further. It does tear her up inside. That's four losses now. But she knows that if she cracks and shows the pain she's experiencing, she could be deemed unfit to uphold her role, being cast out too. Seraphiel from the book of Enoch, who she represents in my au, is a seraphim dedicated to the care of those below him. Therefore, so is Sera. She loved Adam as if he were hers, because that's how she views all of God's creation. It's her job to guide and nurture, The loss of Adam likely is the last blow to steel her heart, causing her to have no tolerance for Emily's dreams, deeming it necessary to guide her. It also results in cracking down further on Charlie, doing all she knows how to in order to keep her own people safe. As for Adam, the first betrayal comes when he calls for backup and nobody answers, leading to his demise aka fall. He's in denial at first that Sera hasn't came to save him. He likely has one of those "she's coming, you'll see!" moments that lead to him slowly wearing down as days turn to weeks until he has to accept that he's stuck here and what happened was not a mistake on heaven's behalf. They left him to die. It's a harsh realization that the kingdom you dedicated the last several millennia of your existence to does not hold unconditional love for you, and by extension, neither does Sera despite her intentions. As much as he loved Sera, being at the hotel and experiencing life without the constant pressure of someone expecting you to repress your misplaced anger instead of helping you through it as a true nurturer should, causes him to stop yearning for his own redemption. He's finding it here. Ironically in Hell. Angels only know how to repress because exploration is what lead to Lucifer's own downfall, and every being in heaven lives by that. But here, he gets to work through all the turmoil he's been caused and has caused. And the more he looks back on life on heaven with her, the more he realizes how miserable it was. The memories become bittersweet. The only thing their relationship ends up amounting to, is being the catalyst for him to rise above the future she unintentionally helped push him to succumb to. He can change and finally learn to let go. They will meet again, but that's writing for the future as i'm still fleshing out the first act, and this is like... third act stuff.

[purplesurveys]

1777

Do you feel bored with your life? Yes honestly a little bit. I feel like all I do is complain about work and be anxious about work, that I'm making a complete waste of my life. 2023 definitely feels like a not-well-spent year lol, but I know it's also my quarter-life crisis calling. I promise I have plans on leaving, but since I was titled with the new position already I might as well make the most of it and achieve 1 or 2 big things that I could put on my resumé.

Who’s someone you miss that you haven’t talked to in years? Katreen. We were very close...then after college, nothing. What's weird is that she'll always be the first one to follow me on whatever social media, but occasionally I'll reply/react to her posts and she just never replies. Our threads are all one-sided, lmao. I know she's an introvert so I give it a pass but it sometimes also already comes off as does she hate me?? Why'd you even follow me if you'll never talk to me or reply to my messages? lol.

Do you miss anyone who was mean to you in the past? Why should I?

How do you feel right now? I feel like I'm on cloud nine, lol. I have a box of palm-sized chocolate chip cookies, I'm alive to bask in the return of CM Punk in WWE, there's only 199 days before Jin comes back, I have no work tomorrow, and I'm seeing my friends for an exhibit viewing + dinner.

Work hasn't changed and several deadlines are actively plaguing my mind, but nothing can make me pissed right now and I'm allowing myself the rare opportunity to ignore all responsibilities first.

Do you have severe withdrawals from medications? I've never experienced withdrawal.

What’s the most weight you’ve ever gained from a medication? I've never gained weight from a medication, either.

Do you have a doctor you can trust? Not really, because I don't have a regular/go-to doctor.

What’s the stupidest decision you ever made? Staying in and fighting for a relationship longer than I should've.

How many tattoos do you have, and what are they of? I don't have any. Needles are scary.

How do you get through hard times? I just have to be in the headspace of telling myself that I've gotten through everything in the past, and the present won't be different. The pandemic also did wonders in letting me put things in perspective – I simply don't stress about difficult times as hard as I used to.

Have you ever been suicidal? I have.

Do you pray? If yes, to whom? Nope.

Do you ever feel lost and alone? When I'm stressed and my hormones get all over the place, I get tempted to drown in feelings of loneliness; like thinking that everyone's out to get me or how helpless I feel in my (work) position. Those are the only times I ever feel lost and alone, and I hate that my stance about work has evolved to such a state; I'm well-aware of how unhealthy it is so trust me, I am actively counting down the clock until I can set myself free.

Everything else about my life is wonderful though.

What do you miss about high school? Only having to worry about papers and deadweight groupmates.

What do you miss the most about college? Having all that time, freedom, and even avenues (orgs, rallies, after-school activities) to simply get to know yourself better.

Did you like high school? I liked the experiences and memories I got out of it, but I hated the actual system. I went to a Catholic school and they definitely did their best to make sure everyone felt suffocated 24/7.

What was the name of the first dorm you lived in? I never stayed in a dorm. I lived close enough from my school that it sufficed to just drive to and from.

What was the last flavor of tea you drank? I had this peach tea last Friday that I only drank because I was super thirsty and it was the only drink being served at the event I was in.

Do you feel like youtube’s gotten boring lately? Not at all. I go along with the trends as much as I can so I'm always able to find something to enjoy, whether it's video podcasts or ASMR stuff or vlogs or K-pop stuff or whatever.

What would you change about your hair if you could? I'd bring back the super pigmented purple hair I had back in June. My last stylist dyed my hair only a really faint purple and I'm not happy with how it looks now.

Are you jealous of anyone? Those who get to resign from the company for greener pastures, lol.

What was the best date you’ve ever been on? I know there should be one but I've already blocked most memories from my previous relationship that I really can't tell you anything even if I wanted to.

What’s the last great song you discovered? I'm really into That Feeling When by Enhypen these days.

Has facebook gotten boring lately? It is, and it's better that way. Facebook can be a toxic cesspool when trending topics come up, especially political ones.

Do you feel free to post how you feel on facebook? For the most part yes, but I still ultimately watch my mouth because I'm friends with a few members of the media and I don't want to end up an unruly representative of my workplace.

Which stereotype do you fit the most? Jaded corporate slave devoid of happiness and work-life balance.

What is the most beautiful landscape you have ever seen? Watching the sun rise in Sagada.

What was the first CD you bought? I Am...Sasha Fierce by Beyoncé.

How old are you? 25.

What year were you born? 1998.

Did you go to prom? I had to, it was required lol. I would have happily skipped it.

Are you jealous of people who are ten years younger? Not really. I had my time to be 15 and I don't feel the need to go back.

If you could rewind time ten years, would you? Nope.

What do you miss the most about your past? Mostly just the fact that I could be more carefree then because for the most part I had little to no heavy life responsibilities. In general though I feel zero desperation to go back to my past; it's not something I cling to.

Do you like getting older? Kind of, yeah.

What hard thing are you going through right now, if applicable? I feel helpless in my job and it's just starting to become a place I hate staying in. I've told my superiors that the last thing I want is to wind up resenting the company that gave me a chance from the very beginning so they're also aware that I plan on leaving the first chance I get.

Have you made any progress toward going after your dreams? Kind of, yeah.

Who encourages you to go after your dreams? Just me. My friends, too.

Do you like pineapple on pizza? No.

What song are you listening to right now, if any? I'm listening to Taehyung's live and he's playing some song I don't recognize, so that.

[dalchiid]

WOW! Chapter 41 really put a lot of things in perspective for me truly. Even though Hoseok has always been a bad guy(obviously he kidnapped her) and we also have always known he's loved her to an overwhelming point. But this chapter really made me sympathize with the character of Hoseok like in new totally different ways and it's not just bc he's our sunshine hobi from bts! This is clearly not just obsession from the usual yandere basic outline, I don't know how and I don't know exactly why but he really loves her and like she has said before, if the circumstances were different she might have loved him too. Obviously I am rooting for Y/N and her freedom but I'm also worried because how is she going to survive the withdrawal and how is hobi going to survive the heartbreak! This is the best story I've ever read and it always has me thinking and the way you write is so poetic! I love you and thank you for sharing this story!

Hoseok is a character I'm having fun writing. When the time comes for me to write in his pov things will probably make more sense but this chapter definitely helped in giving more insight when it comes to his feelings. He's still a bad guy but a complicated one. Of course not to excuse his behavior but little by little we're getting an idea of what's going through his head.

The day Y/N escapes is the day Hoseok might officially snap and she has a lot of confidence in thinking she'll be able to survive the withdrawals on her own. Especially when she couldn't deal with it the first time but we shall see!

Thank you and I love you too 💜 I'm happy to know you're enjoying the story.

[lawrising-a]

( starter for @madetrouble !! )

tacenda ( or the words better left unsaid ) was always a foundation matthew believed in. reluctance tingles the air when he mulls over the word, because a part of his wayward soul wants to announce everything ---- though he still puts blind faith in the act full heartedly. it's normal, isn't it? to keep things under the weight of your pink tongue, locked away from the judgemental predatory minds of your own kind. people claim honesty is what breeds strong bonds, although in matt's experience, it's been the exact opposite. when he's honest, brutally blunt like an emperor's rugged sword, people go away. a slow process, usually tedious, but they leave nonetheless. and the former detective is left with the ruined, shattered pieces of that outcome ; trapped in a self deprecated prison that he knows was built with his own hands. this 'incident' happens too often to keep score ( he knows the number by heart, anyway ) and it's happened recently too. sure, it goes unsaid that everlock is a festering wound that can never glaze over. forever stuck on discolored skin. but it's not just that, it's all the words he said when he shouldn't have that haunts him too. sticking to him like flies to a corpse. drawn to the oozing pus, the trails of blood that prickle out of his tired ( beaten in ) pores.

there were his gruff comments aimed at the town itself that should've stayed in his head. scoffing at the civilians ; parading as judge, jury, and executioner. acting as if the deaths had been for naught. who gave him the right to determine that? ( his badge, right? his badge ---- ) did those comments stick with anyone he'd met? did he play a hand in placing guilt on calliope, on the pig-nosed man, or even mortimer? were two deaths on him?

then teala. jc. seems like a bad habit, speaking ill of the dead. of people who had only done their best. bleeding heart tenses up, trapped within the confines of his crumbling ribcage, and he expertly chokes down a wheeze that wants to wobble out ; as though he'd been crushed under the heel of something. a sign of emotional vulnerability so easily stomped out. because showing is telling, in a more intimate way than words could ever dream to be. poets wish they could express what they write. leaders wish they could act on the promises they speak. and that's why matthew is quick to straighten his posture, pretend like he's not being torn to shreds. act as though he never died when he's out in public. among others who will never know anything besides the safety net of normalcy.

or, to be fair, it's why he acts like this around … nikita. not because she doesn't get it ( ha, she doesn't ) but he pretends due to the fact she gets it too well. if she looks hard enough she'll see things that are tacenda. something he isn't ready to carry is her knowing the things he doesn't say … after all, hasn't he said enough raw honesty to her?

their argument earlier resurfaces. with him red faced and spitting, hands clenched at his side like weapons ramping up while he stood his ground. she didn't cower because she is ( was ) the troublemaker. took his storm with an almost bored expression. it was then he noticed the overwhelming absence of everyone, especially a certain record producer she'd been keen on standing in front of one of the many times they've fought. it burst from him then. locked and loaded and thriving to win ; the survivalist part in him clawing for it. when he remembers what he said now, tersely walking to where nikita currently resides, he shudders with pure disgust. how could he be so agonizingly cruel? why did he have to be honest with her? so honest to the point he was an ugly shadow threatening to suffocate the life out of her that everlock failed to?

‘you know manny should be here, not you, right?’ he'd said, starting off dead toned until he saw her breaking ---- levitating his voice with victory. ‘safiya should be here. anyone but you, but especially him, since he had a chance.’

the words ‘since there was a choice’ went unspoken, yet the damage had been dealt with expertise. and matt had turned around and stalked off, the new adorned society jacket whipping violently with the motion. 'i hate you' whispered in the darkness, not from his own pink mouth, but from the context. implication rests in everything and he's never messed up so bad. letting that linger in her head for hours while he fixed himself together. cruelty no longer shines on him when he cautiously steps up to her door. only veiled tired eyes that look too swollen, lips set in a permanent frown, and rainflowers resting oddly in his arms. cradled like a newborn baby. not the first time he's brought a beautiful lady flowers! what's original this time around, however, is the fact he's going to apologize for not leaving certain words unsaid. and for, erm, bringing up her dead best friend solely to use against her … yup, that definitely takes a 'never done before' spot. there's fawn hair poking out of place from the clearly haphazard way he's applied his gel ; honestly, what a complete mess. the former detective is miserable and it shows all over his lean form.

how do you say sorry for things already said? matt's never apologized much before. pride worn tightly, proudly. he lets things fester and does his best to move on, convinced he did all he could. but after losing so many people after opening his big mouth, he can't handle the idea of losing the former troublemaker too. as much as he wants to not need her, he knows he does. thinking of her makes his soul ache, wriggling uncertainly in his body. being away from her is more tortuous than being stuck with her. if something happens to her, matt … doesn't want to think of what he'd do. especially if the last things he said were … that.

( don't leave me don't leave me, please don't go anywhere i can't follow, nikita ---- )

knuckles rasp against the door. knock knock knock! being made of sensitive skin isn't as fun as you'd think, since matt feels the sting the moment the act's over with. withdrawing his hand to cling to the rainflower stems again. impatience eats him alive when he's not answered fast enough, and with an impulsive quickness he reaches that very arm out once more to twist the handle. is this place hers? was she so utterly confident in her abilities to leave it unlocked? they'd have to discuss safety precautions later. for now …

“hi, hello, um,” sputters matthew, suddenly feeling so self conscious when he's face to face with her. “you weren't answering quickly, and i got worried ----” he lies, stopping midway through to swallow.

he slowly pushes the flower towards her, keeping eye contact even if it hurts. “we didn't really finish our talk earlier since i ran away, so i thought, hey! it deserves an ending. we both need all the closure we can get so … i'm sorry. for earlier.”

unbeknownst to him, matthew doesn't know how much he's downplaying this in an attempt to breeze by it. he's always been rather horrible at confrontation. aftermaths especially.

he's rarely stuck around for those.

[hildagirl99]

The wrath of Winter

Part 5

They all go out and before them stood the chief of the Ojibwa tribe. Tall, skinny with a crown of white feathers.

"Hau, Wakicuza." said Lorelei, lowering her head in respect.

He responds with a nod.

"Uhg great chef!" said Bill, raising his hand.

"Taku? (* What?) Wasicu (* white man) weird." said the chief, narrowing his eyes.

Lorelei nudges Bill.

"Do you want to lynch us or what? Say the same thing as me!"

"Sorry, um ... Hau, Wakicuza, are you okay?"

"Alkoun Na ... you came back." said the chief, smiling.

"Ya, but my name is Lorelei, great Wakicuza."

"Lo-re-lei? Mmmh… Alkoun Na, better."

"Okay, hehe…"

"Why did you pass through our territory?" he asks.

"We have to go to town for my ... for Penny, wife Peta! Because she's having a baby."

"I see…"

"Um ... why did you save us?" she asks.

"You love that Wakayaja Waniyetu freezes you and your pale faces friends?"

"Waka ... what?"

"Wakayaja Waniyetu means the winter child! It is he who is the winter season." said Aiyanna, next to her.

"Has he been causing the cold for months?" Lorelei asks.

"Ya ... because he got mad at white men. That's why he attacked you."

Lorelei feels uncomfortable.

"But ... what have we done?"

"Oh, neither you nor your white friends hurt. But the other white men."

"One of yours has kidnapped Wakayaja Bloketu (* the summer child)! Wakayaja Waniyetu will lead the Wasicu to eternal winter!" said the chief in a loud voice.

Lorelei and Bill look at each other. They were asking the same question.

"But how do we stop this?"

"No choice but to sacrifice wife Peta to Wakayaja Waniyetu, to appease her anger."

This sentence freezes Lorelei and Bill's blood. Do they sacrifice Penny to quell the wrath of a season?

"Wait wait wait? Are you going to kill her? But she is pregnant! Bunch of madmen! You will have to beat me over the body!" Said Bill.

"Calm down, pale face! You will pass first, if you wish! At the full moon!"

"Huh? But ..."

"Shut up! My brothers! Watch him before the sacrifice!"

Some Indians lead him far from Lorelei, under another teepee.

"Wakicuza! Wait! He's a friend! He, Penny and I had nothing to do with the summer kidnapping! There is bound to be a solution other than death!"

The chief looks at her attentively and turns his back on her.

"You know death, you will be spared." he says.

"Huh? But why not kill us all? I'm a pale face too!"

"You are sacred in the tribe, courageous, fearless, divinity, respectful of the kingdom of the dead."

"I am not a goddess ... you cannot kill them, they are innocent, Wakicuza, please ..."

The chef took a deep breath. But without response. Lorelei stands before him.

"Let me find those who kidnapped Wakayaja Bloketu."

"Would you do that?"

"Give me a deadline, the full moon is in two days, I will bring back the summer and punish the thugs."

"And if you fail, sacrifice will happen."

"I'm just asking you to treat them well in the meantime, especially wife Peta."

"Ya Alkoun Na. Deal?" he said, spitting on the ground.

Lorelei does not hesitate, she does the same.

"And we will treat wife Peta well in the meantime."

"As for the pale face, treat him well too but have a little authority over it, it is a bit ... crazy, but it is nice."

"Ya, Alkoun Na. But beware anyway! He has a thunderbolt on him."

"Don't worry, it is used only rarely." she said as she returned to the camp.

She comes back to the tipi where Bill was taken.

"Lorelei… tell me it's a joke! They won't sacrifice us! Huh?"

"I made arrangements with him and you will have to accept this deal too."

"What deal?"

"I told them that I will find the thugs who kidnapped the summer child, if in two days I fail, they will make the sacrifice, you and Penny. In the meantime they will take care of you two."

"What ?! But you're completely crazy! Would you dare sacrifice your loved ones if you fail? Have you thought about Penny and the baby? Have you thought about me ?!" said Bill, hysterical.

"They believe in me to bring back summer, they think I am a god. I prefer to go alone."

"Alone ... selfish as usual ... and what am I going to say to Penny? She'll be even more stressed!"

"Bill… believe me, it's better for you to watch Penny. And you won't tell her anything."

"Is that it ... to wait quietly for someone to execute us?"

"She won't stay alone! You stay with her! That's all!"

Bill is silent, looking contemptuously at Lorelei.

"Tell me you won't fail ..."

"You trust me ?" she asks.

"Of course…"

"I'll do anything to get you out of there."

"I would have done better to be frozen, instead of ending up in the hands of the Indians."

"Bill ... don't take it like this, please."

He leaves the teepee, annoyed.

"Are you angry?" asks Aiyanna, before him.

"No, I'm super happy to hear that I am being sacrificed ..." said Bill with a forced smile.

"I heard everything ... the sacrifice will not be."

"Huh?"

"Alkoun Na is not going to fail, I am against that, it's a horrible sacrifice."

"So much the better! I'm sorry she abandons us!"

"You can speak correctly with me, don't be bloza (*idiot) Are you mad at Alkoun Na?" Aiyanna asks insistently.

"Leave me alone… I'm going to see Penny." he said as he left.

The young Indian girl follows him to the tipi where Penny still seemed to be in pain.

"Penny… is everything all right?"

"Her work has started." said the shaman next to her.

"Huh? She lost the waters?"

"Baby moves a lot! Lots of contractions."

"Gnnnh ... it's getting common." said Penny, reaching out.

"At 8 months? It's a bit early. Don't worry, I'm here."

"And Lorelei? Where is she?"

"She's chatting with the chef ..." said Bill, not wanting to stress her out.

"Why are you lying?" said Aiyanna.

"I told you to leave me alone! Go back to your tom-tom and leave me alone! Shit!" writes Bill.

Aiyanna felt hurt, she went out crying.

"But what's wrong with you?" asks Penny.

"I ..." Bill regrets his words. He went too far.

"I hope you're going to apologize and right away."

"I was planning to do it ..." he ran out and soon found her.

"Eh! You! Uh ... you! Excuse me, I ... I got a little carried away." he said arriving breathless.

"I don't want your apologies." she said, fleeing from her gaze.

"No, sincerely ... I am ..."

"You, Wasicu (*pale face/ white man)! Don't come near!" says a man who appears as a sudden shadow.

A fairly tall, heavy-bodied Indian steps in front of him, crossing his arms.

"Huh ... I can't compete. Look, buddy, we're not going to fight, I just want to talk to the girl behind you."

"Don't come near Mitaka ki (* my little sister)!" he said, still looking threatening.

"Okay, okay, I'm going ..." said Bill, stepping back.

"Wasicu ape niye?" (*white man hit you?) asks the Indian to Aiyanna.

"Hiya (*no) ... Just nervous Wasicu… need to be alone. Pilamaye Ciye (*thank you big brother)."

After dark, the Indians invite Bill and Lorelei to eat. Lorelei went from time to time to the teepee where Penny was still resting there.

"Can't you get up?" she asks.

"No ... my legs hurt, I'm not talking to you about my stomach, I feel like it's going to happen." replies Penny.

"I will stay with you tonight, tomorrow I will leave."

"Huh? Leave? Why?"

"I'll explain everything to you…"

After 5 minutes of explanation, Penny held her breath.

"Lorelei… I want you to be careful. Tracing a child should be easy, but escaping the kidnappers is risky."

"Don't worry Penny, I'll hurry. Bill will look after you." said Lorelei, kissing her hand.

However, she didn't tell her about the sacrifice, she didn't want to worry her any more. Outside, Bill was away from the tribe on a rock, he wanted to isolate himself. Aiyanna watched him from a distance, having pity on him, she took a few pieces of meat and joined him.

"You are hungry ... so take talo (*meat)" she said, keeping her distance.

Bill does not react, blowing smoke from his cigar and says:

"I'm not hungry…"

She approaches him, putting down the plate and grabbing the cigar.

"Not good for your lungs ..." she said, throwing it away.

"Shouldn't I have been away from you? After all, we are two different species." said Bill, turning his back on her.

"Do you think us, Indians, are savages?"

"No… just a little not civilized enough."

"You are very closed to the Indian world. You have the same vision as other white men, but you don't think what you say ... I feel that you, very different." she said approaching.

"We shouldn't have met." said Bill, still turned around.

"Do you think I'm wild?" she asks.

He discreetly turns around and looks at her.

"No ... no. Just ... you ..."

"Different from you?"

"No… you and me… we are the same but raised differently, perhaps."

She smiles and takes his hand, sticking it on hers, on the 4 fingers.

"See? Do you see any differences?"

"Huh… no." said Bill who felt himself blushing.

"You, me, the same."

He withdraws his hand, looking her in the eyes.

"I'm sorry for a while ago ... I don't know what to say when I got angry, I had quarreled with Lorelei and I ..." she puts a finger on his mouth.

"You forgave. You might be bloza but you'd be a funny cowboy."

"Hehe… it is true that I can be funny but I am not just any cowboy, I am a bandit."

"Thief? Showdown Bandit ?"

"Huh ... yes? How do you know this name?"

"You known for being a good lonely bandit who saves the poor by stealing a golden house?"

"Yes, It's bank, that's it."

"You good heart."

"Excuse me, but what is your name?"

"Aiyanna. How about you?" she said smiling

"You can just call me Bill." he said, smiling back.

"So eat talo, it's going to be cold." said the Indian, rising.

"Before leaving, who was the big guy with you?"

"Oh, Him Sukawaka Oha Ko!"

"Huh ... and that means?"

"Him my big brother! His name mean Fast Horse"

"I'm going to call him Suka, it's going to be fine."

"Hahaha! You funny! But why not love him on the other hand. He is very protective."

"Pfff I'm not afraid of that." said Bill with a wink.

"Join us after eating, sungmanitu (* coyotes) roam the night." she said as she left.

When he arrived, his brother was waiting for her.

"Where were you ?"

"I communicated with the ancestors." she says.

"Don't lie! You were with the white man!"

"Sukawaka… he's not who you think he is. He's Nice and funny!"

"Tricky and clever white man, you beware. Keep your distance from him."

"Stop being protective and suspicious."

"Ate (* father) wouldn't have died if he hadn't approached Wasicu. Me still responsible for you." said Suka, placing his hand on her little sister's shoulder, dragging her to the gathering.

To be continued...

Part 4 :

[fart-gate]

SG1

Season 4 episode 5

"DIVIDE AND CONQUER"

Or my own personal title for it

"LIES"

Notes by me

- MARTOUF MY LOVE

- that guy has one of those clown hand buzzers

- oh nvm its a gun

- jack saving that tokra lady hes so heroic I'm swooning

- okay lets be real for a sec that guy was crying and asking Jack to save him and he blew up and I know the writers hate me I know it

- ON THE OTHER HAND Daniel and martouf being in the same room brought up some horny thots again

- love the two women in the back examining each other. Powerful homoerotisism

- martouf being so sure his besties had nothing to do with the assassination

- Sam looks pretty 😌

- "do we or do we not have a xanax detector"

- jack still not trusting the tokra I mean hes valid they be shady as fuck all the time

- I HATE freias outfit . her tits are helicopter platforms

- P6Y 325 is where graham(guy who blew up) and his team went last

- so it can tell when theyre a secret agent but not what theyre mission was?

- bird costumes!!! So whoever made her a secret agent had Ra jaffa?

- weird that while the host talks the tokra symbiote just hangs onto the brain stem waiting for its turn like this

- I imagine the goaulds hold onto the brain stem and keep control and look something more like this

- my point: tokra look mildy cute and goaulds are gremlins

- ok this episode sucks people keep shooting themselves!!!!

- sg1 is next hehe this should be good

- theyre mission on PX9 757

- hardly a mission when they did a mutiny and left by themselves lol

- oh?? Deleted scenes from that ep??? Used in flashbacks????? Super cool love it

- LIES DETECTED

- oh shit when Jack and sam were alone I thought it was cut weird but I assumed it was just bc it was a mistake on the editing but ???? It might be a scene they filmed and then deleted to use later???? Thats cool

- freia has nipples for days

- IM SORRY WHAT IS this shit

- la chem means fuck in her language

- the PARASITE ON HER BRAIN STEM WANTS TO FUCK DANIEL

- the second kiss is unnecessary pls stop it

- "is there someone else to whom you are loyal?" AIFHDIDN SAM AODJDK

- the guard outside the door when she leaves his room : 👀

- "I have grown quite fond of you as well sam" I mean id fuck him

- why are all the tokra so goddamn horny btw????

- sweater!Daniel

- "she made a pass at me"

"Sam?"

Daniels first thought was Sam omg

- "apparently the snake likes you"

This conversation is going on repeat to help me sleep tonight

- daniel is SO uncomfortable

- "what?"

"....what?"

- "hey ive done the drugged out strapped to a bed thing" UH UH UHHHHH MORE INFORMATION PLEASE

- jack offering to do the dangerous procedure to benefit Sam this is it I can feel it

- why is the leader tokra a high school gym teacher

- daniel so worried about Jack he doesnt even care about the important meeting going on

- Sam having a fever dream about Jack leaving her akdnskdndnd I'm having a good time

- wait she knows they were lying about??? What???? About WHAT

- IN THE NICK OF TIME

- oh

- oh hoohohohohohoho ho ho oohhh

- yessssssssssss

- "oh that"

theyre in LOVE!!!!!!!!

- jack and Sam staring at each other with heart eyes was the cut scene????

- I knew it tho they be havin that lovers vibe

- otp

- "I didnt leave because id have rather died myself than lose carter"

"Why?"

"Because I care about her. Alot more than im supposed to."

- I mean I might has well just die now my life is complete #THEY

- we didnt get to see sams recollection of what happened!! Unfair

- stupid tokra need to uprade thier machine to figure out WHAT people are lying about btw

- "none of this has to leave this room"

"We're ok with that?"

Jack wants more 😞

- now everyone knows they been eyeing each other for years how embarrassing (sarcastic, that is super funny)

- MARTOUF???? NO Nonp no no pls no

- not my boy!!!!

- ok but Daniel seeing the gun and trying to calmly get martouf outa there

- they pepper shot my husband!!!

- ok but lantash can fix him right

- "Samantha?"

- well thats it I'm calling the cops this is the worst

- Sam was the one that shot the death ray :( she'll have to live with that jfc

- "I promise you his death will ultimately be a noble sacrifice"

- ok but for real who knows the writers location I just want to FUCKING talk

- the shot of everyone around him and Sam

- stargate killed my husband this show is now cancelled

~

Daniel jackson whump: pushed roughly to floor by martouf

Sam carter whump: heavily sedated, words slurring, emotional

Martouf whump: mind control, shot multiple times, death

BONUS jack Oniell whump: mentions having gone through drug withdrawal, emotional about Sam

🎶listening to Caught by Florence And The Machine🎶 bc Jack and sam love each other and im so happy

🎶listening to Don't Forget About Me by Cloves🎶 bc martouf is dead and I'm so depressed