#but believe me they'll get through this and come out stronger on the other side

[bluegiragi]

blindspot (part 1)

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[changingplumbob]

CW: Language - Guide to content warnings

Glenn headed to the bathroom and Silver felt his heart sink further. If Ophelia had sorted out the delivery of a pregnancy test... that was as good as saying it was real and happening, wasn't it? Or maybe not. She had said to remember to breathe. Maybe it's just a scare and Glenn was nauseous because Silver was pregnant? Sympathetic pregnancy? That would be much better.

Glenn: Do you want to come in while I-

Silver: No.

Glenn: Okay then. Guess I can figure it out

Glenn went in to the bathroom and opened the box. It didn't look too complicated and the instructions seemed straight forward. How hard could it be? He peed on the stick and sat down to wait. Silver hadn't come in so there was little point going to wait in his room, he clearly didn't want to be here for it.

But why? He and Silver had talked a lot about adopting kids. Silver had made it clear he wanted kids, and Glenn had had to cheer up the werewolf a few times when he was sad they couldn't have biological kids together. Glenn heard the werewolf move from the bed to outside the bathroom.

Silver: Does it say...

Glenn: Not yet. I... I feel like you're not happy. Am I wrong?

He could hear Silver sighing and pacing on the other side of the door.

Silver: No. I just... you shouldn't have to go through pregnancy. It does... it does a lot to your body. I should be going through it instead. Werewolves are stronger and I can't die and you... you could die

Glenn: Beefcake I am not going to die. I... I am going to have a baby though

Silver: Shit! You- you can't be-

Glenn heard the panic in Silver's voice and took the test in to the bedroom to show him.

Glenn: Positive. Someway, somehow, I'm pregnant

Silver: *sadly* No. Shit. I can't believe I ruined you

Glenn: You haven't ruined anything. We wanted kids right? I guess we can have biological ones after all

Silver: But you'll get round and lose your abs and your humor and Babycakes it'll all be my fault and if you die-

Glenn: No, hey, hey. It's going to be alright

Silver: You don't know that. We've never heard of a male spellcaster being pregnant. What if the kid kills you to survive to term

Glenn: It won't. But look we'll go talk to Phoebus, he's ancient like you. He's bound to have heard of something like this happening. Forget the stuff I might go through and just focus on the fact that we're having a baby together. How do you feel about them?

Silver: Well I... I want your kids, however they come. I just didn't think-

Glenn: Baby only Beefcake, baby

Silver: I... I guess... if they do exist already, I'll do whatever it takes to keep them. Short of you being hurt

Glenn: So ignoring everything else, you're happy to have made a kid with me?

Silver: Shit, of course I am. I just- there are so many unknowns and I love you and I don't want you hurt but yes, I'm going to love our kid. I promise. It just might take me some time

Glenn gathered Silver up for a hug. He understood Silver's fears, he had them as well. But he wanted to grow a family with this man.

Glenn: I know you're sad it's not you pregnant

Silver: I mean... I never liked the idea of being pregnant but I like the idea of you being pregnant even less. Like imagine you've got a little wolf in there? They could break your ribs

Glenn: Then I'm lucky I've got a big strong man to protect me right?

Silver: You are a strong man to

Glenn: Then you know I can do this. I'm going to have our kid Silver and it'll be fine. They'll be healthy, I'll be alive, you'll be a far better dad than yours was

Silver: *sighs* I hope you're right

Glenn: Of course Beefcake, I'm always right

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[psychics4unet]

You Won't Believe What the Cards Say About Your Future Spouse's Friends! 😱💖

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Pile 1

The cards in pile one are: The Fool, The Devil, The Knight of Pentacles.

The Fool represents the adventurous and spontaneous energy of your future spouse's friends. They may be open-minded, free-spirited, and enjoy new experiences. 😜 They may not fear taking risks, and you could find them always looking for the next adventure. The Devil, on the other hand, suggests that some of these friends could have a tendency towards indulgence or unhealthy habits. They might get caught up in temptation or struggle with commitment. 😈 You may notice that a few of them can be a bit materialistic or overly focused on instant gratification. The Knight of Pentacles brings a steady and reliable energy to the group, suggesting that there will be friends who are hardworking, practical, and grounded. 🧑‍🔧 These friends could be the ones to keep the others in check, offering advice, stability, and a no-nonsense attitude.

These cards together indicate a group of friends that mixes both excitement and caution. There will be some who live on the wild side, while others will offer a grounding presence. You might find that your spouse's friends are a diverse group, each bringing something unique to the table – a mix of adventure, discipline, and maybe a little bit of chaos! 🎢✨ Despite the wild personalities, this group will likely balance each other out and find ways to support and challenge one another. 🌈 You'll see that when one person is ready to take a leap of faith, another will pull them back and offer stability. They'll inspire each other to be more than they thought possible. ✨

Pile 2

The cards in pile two are: The Star, The Tower, The Empress.

The Star represents hope, healing, and inspiration. Your future spouse's friends could be individuals who uplift and inspire those around them. 🌟 They might be dreamers, spiritual, or artistic, always looking for the silver lining and guiding others with their optimism. The Tower signals that there may be dramatic changes or events in the lives of these friends. 🌪️ They could have gone through a period of upheaval or may have had intense experiences that have shaped them. You might notice that some of them have had dramatic transformations, coming out stronger and wiser. The Empress brings an energy of nurturing, love, and abundance. 🌸 This card suggests that some of your future spouse’s friends will be deeply caring, with a natural ability to support and nurture others. They will likely provide emotional support and create a warm, inviting space for everyone.

In summary, these cards suggest a group of friends who have a mix of deep emotional wisdom, transformative experiences, and a loving nature. There may be challenges, but they’ll always rise up, inspire each other, and offer support when needed. 🦋💖 They will know how to heal after a storm and help each other grow. You’ll find that their bond is unshakable, even through turbulent times. 🌪️ These friends may have learned to thrive despite challenges, teaching each other the importance of emotional strength and self-love. 🌻 They’ll lift each other up in times of need and encourage each other to pursue their dreams. 💖

Pile 3

The cards in pile three are: The Magician, The Lovers, The Ten of Cups.

The Magician speaks to creativity, resourcefulness, and manifestation. Your future spouse’s friends will likely be individuals who are skilled, confident, and able to make things happen. ✨ They could be natural leaders, capable of turning ideas into reality, and will encourage each other to reach for the stars. The Lovers indicates a strong bond between these friends. There will be a sense of deep connection, trust, and mutual respect. 💑 This card suggests that these friends will be deeply connected, and their relationship will be rooted in mutual understanding and admiration. The Ten of Cups represents emotional fulfillment, happiness, and harmony. 🏡 These friends will bring a sense of joy, love, and family-like energy into your life. They’ll always celebrate each other’s victories, and there will be a strong sense of loyalty.

Together, these cards suggest a group of friends who are supportive, harmonious, and focused on creating happiness. Your spouse’s friends may share a powerful connection, full of love and mutual respect, making them a close-knit and supportive group. 💞 There will be an undeniable sense of unity among them, and they will go above and beyond to ensure that everyone is happy and taken care of. 🌟 The friendships will be built on strong foundations of trust and will inspire each person to be their best self. You can expect a lot of laughter, love, and beautiful memories when you spend time with these friends. 🥰

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[marytunno]

- play Jacob and the stone -

I felt inspired by this quote from the writer Lena Karla, in its heartbreaking simplicity it made me think about a lot of stuff...

But since in here I post mostly about Arya Stark and Gendrya I'll use my emotions to write about that.

No one asked me in particular but I am a yapper anyways... I wanted to answer, mostly for myself, about two questions about this paring.

1 Why do I personally ship Gendrya

2 Do I think they'll be endgame (spoiler I'm losing hope on twow ever being published yey)

I can count on one, ok maybe both, hands the ships in books and general media that I care about. I like most canon ships and the ones I dislike don't interfere much with my viewing experience, but I rarely feel a connection. Gendrya is an exception, I really, really care about these two. Without getting too personal... I love Arya's character so deeply, I started reading the books ( and watching the show) when I was very young, too young heheh, and so, the characters I could relate to and really understand were few, Arya being the main one. I can't say I have been through the same traumatic shit she has, but I know too well what it means to watch your family slowly die, suffer, disappear without being able to do anything about it, feeling just like the helpless kid I was. I know really well the anger, the self doubt, the fear, the numbness, the confusion that Martin was able to write in Arya's and other young character's chapters. I wasn't drawn to Asoiaf as the "wine and tits" thing, or for the over the top violence, I still feel like it's kinda well balanced and never too much btw, but because I saw deeply human characters experiencing loss like I was and I couldn't look away. What I always looked for in these pages, in this story, were the moments of light, of warmth, the moments that proved that even in the middle of the horrors of war and hate and manipulations some people care, some people get up every time they fall, some people come back for you, always. This to say that Gendrya, as a friendship mainly, is one of those moments of light in these books. I relate so deeply to the feeling of being alone, on the run, angry... and the way these characters find in each other a safe place, the way they trust each other, they fight, they speak the same words at the same time, they come back to each other... has me truly invested. They work very well together, have opposite upbringings and yet similar ideals, different personalities and yet the same temper... They have a way to challenge and bring out the best in each other. He is always there in her chapters, a presence almost given for granted until the harsh world they live in pulls them apart. I feel like the only stronger relationships Arya has are the ones with her family, mainly Jon, and I can't wait for her to be reunited to those who are still alive (or half alive hehe)... but I feel that there is still space for Gendry in her life, Arya had so so so much love to give, not per se in a romantic way, and we know our boy definitely needs some. All this to say I once was an angry and lost kid ( kinda still am haha) and I love seeing two lost and angry kids, in spite of everything, taking care of each other.

Yey so it's time for answer n2. As I have spoiled before... I kinda don't believe in Asoiaf to be ever finished, I sure hope, but ya know... So to me we will never know and Gendrya will stay as a great connection and friendship that could have turned romantic in some future... to me not knowing if they will ever be endgame doesn't spoil what we already have... I sure hope, if the books ever get published, that Arya gets to meet again most people she has left in westeros... From a narrative stand point it makes sense for her to cross paths again with the brotherhood (LSH yey) and having someone she can trust on her side wouldn't hurt. I don't rule out a romantic development, rebuilding their friendship to me would be more than enough, because I feel like Grrm could really easily go that way and most experiences Arya is having in essos are about her growing up into a woman. I mean we have to face it she won't be a child forever and I feel like she would love having her own family, her own pak to love fiercely. Even if one of them dies or they part ( I don't see them doing that easily after meeting again but who knows) I feel like the end of a relationship/friendship doesn't make it less beautiful and meaningful. For sure Arya could have other love interests but, I'm not into incest and actually having a brother that I love so so much, incest is kind of unthinkable to me (not sorry hehe) and in general most men in Asoiaf are not that great ( at least as partners let's be honest) and I want Arya to be with someone that loves and respects her for who she is and doesn't want to force her into standards that shouldn't even exist.

ok... I feel like nothing I said was coherent but who cares haha... at least the edit is kinda nice... in my mind it takes place while they are separated and think they'll never meet again... but if someone ( cough cough George) decides to write maybe that separation won't have to last forever.

An update: I'm writing something right now that I would define as a "what if" in the og asoiaf universe... I hope I'll be able to post it soon...

Byeee <3

[iizuumi]

Why do you ship Gen and Reno? Genuine question, I don't mean to sound rude at all. Sorry if it comes off that way.

I recently caught up with the manga (haven't read B-side yet) and there weren't any interactions between them.. is it just that they look cute together?

Thank you if you answer, I love your art- am just wondering 🍪💕

It really did just start off with me thinking they're the most pretty characters so they should kiss LMAO

but since then I have spent a lot of time thinking about them so let me present to you some of my findings on why they would work so well together!!

that i will put under the cut because i'm shy

a lot of this will make me sound like i am this meme but hear me out okay i've thought about this B-Side spoiler for the first one! but i have to mention it bc it's like my favourite part of them and also probably the one that makes most sense lmao skdjfhs It touches on a part of narumi's backstory so skip it if you don't want the spoiler!

shared backstory/ trauma!! I think with both of them knowing what it's like to lose their family and grow up without anyone around who really cared for them they'd be able to understand each other better than anyone else understood them before. I feel like they both possibly never had a place in the world where they really belonged since losing their family (with narumi always being pushed from one person to the next and reno's grandmother seemingly unable to really give him a good home) so in my mind they finally find a place in the world by each other's side because they get each other! They've been through the same shit! They'll finally help each other heal after all these years of not dealing with it!! Also it's really interesting how they have the same/similar pasts but both deal with it so differently. Narumi being all childish because he never got to have a proper childhood and Leno being so mature & caring like he wishes someone cared for him ;;

We know that Narumi is all about strength, all about results so who better to catch his eye than Reno who is getting better and showing results so quickly!! starting at 8% release force and then getting up to 43% with a numbers weapon after not even that much time??? Pls there's no way Narumi doesn't see the potential!! Also just the fact that nobody has ever been able to use 6 before like I'm sure that's already enough to turn everyone's heads but tell me narumi wouldn't be curious about this little prodigy who got their strongest weapon!

I just think squishing humanity's strongest together with the strongest numbers weapon user is a very sexy combination like just the sound of that sounds correct to me yes

They can bring out a side in each other that they otherwise don't get to show much? I feel like Reno is always taking on the responsible adult role lmao he's always worrying about everyone and taking care of things and narumi is such a silly little childish goober if he can't help reno unwind and allow himself to be a bit of a kid again then who can!! Reno is just a little guy, sit him down and make him play video games like everyone else his age!!

Looking at how Reno deals with Kafka's Kaiju transformation shenanigans I believe Reno would be very good at putting up with Narumi's shenanigans as well lmao but also he is such a polite little guy!! I think the combination of Reno being very much polite towards Narumi but also not taking shit from him is just very much amusing to me.

Reno's whole character arc is built around him trying to get stronger and strong enough to stand by Kafka's side but like if he keeps getting stronger and stronger where will he end up?? As the strongest. Which currently is Narumi ofc. So i do like the idea of Reno maybe idolizing Narumi a little bit ,, seeing how strong he is and being like yeah that's where I need to be. and ofc it's all about being strong enough to protect his loved ones but who says narumi can't be included in that by the time he gets there!!

@acystreia told me about this one but apparently electrical currents move a lot better through air than through ice? and isn't Narumi's whole ability with 1 built on him seeing electrical impulses from the brain to tell what someone is going to do next?? And Reno's whole ability with 6 is centered around the ice thing? which means Reno is the worst possible matchup against narumi in a fight???? I think this alone is reason enough for them to make out immediately. I don't actually remember any physics so this might just be me talking out of my ass but if i'm wrong i don't want to know let me live in my delusions i'm happy here

that's all I can think about right now .... I'm sorry for the long post LMAO but i hope you see my vision at least a little bit 🙏 and if not that's okay too c: still thank you for being interested in them!! ♥

[lynzishell]

I've been wondering if we'll ever meet Dawn and Atlas's parents. I'm curious to see how the parents would react on seeing them or maybe their grandchildren. I keep wondering do they miss their kids, do they regret how they treated them or are they still fixed in their opinions and beliefs? Or maybe one parent is more entrenched in their beliefs than the other and wants to reach out but can't. Not that I'm looking for a happy reunion or anything...I've just been curious since Phoenix met his dad after years so it got me to thinking.

Oooh this is a really great question! And one that I actually think about quite often.

As of now, I have no plans for any kind of reunion, happy or otherwise... but I'm not ruling it out either. I like to keep an open mind when it comes to the future of my story, and go wherever inspiration takes me.

That being said, I think there are a couple scenarios that could bring about a reunion in the future... I'll put them below the cut due to TW - illness and death mention.

The first scenario that comes to mind is if their father was diagnosed with a terminal illness. If this happened, I could see him reflecting on his life and being filled with regret about cutting ties with his children. He would wonder where they are, if they're okay, if they have families of their own. And I do think he would make an attempt to reach out (maybe even without his wife's knowledge) to make amends.

Would the twins be open to hearing from him though? Dawn would. This is what she wants more than anything, and I believe she would be receptive. I think she would hope to receive the same from her mother, but she would be disappointed. There is no scenario in which her mother feels remorse, unfortunately. Unlike Dawn, Atlas would not be receptive. He's done. As far as he's concerned, they are not his family under any circumstances. I think he even feels stronger about this than Phoenix did about his dad.

The second scenario would be if one or both parents passed away, and someone in the community reached out to let them know.

Again, in this case, I could see Dawn wanting to go to the funeral, to reconnect with her past and try to get some closure. I don't know if she would get it, but I know she'd want to try, and I know she'd want Atlas by her side for support... but I don't know if he could give her that. I don't think he could go back, and I think this could be a real source of conflict for them -- Dawn angry that he's not willing to be there for her, and Atlas angry that she would try to make him go back there.

However, it might not even be worth considering since they've been completely cut off from the community. The lack of communication goes both ways. I don't know that anyone would even reach out to tell them if anything happened to their parents. It's more likely they'll go through life never knowing.

I guess we'll see where the future takes us... see if either of these scenarios plays out... or perhaps someone else from their past will come into their lives 👀

Thank you so much for this ask!! It's one of those things I think about a lot, but never have the opportunity to talk about so this was really fun!!! 💖

[generaltrashshecox]

Wip List 2024

So I'm bored and just feeling bleh still so I decided to talk about all my wips that I'm working on currently! Inspired by my friend @punk-gremlin!!

Can You Make Me Believe in Tiring: I usually don't have titles for fics before I'm done but this one just works I feel it was perfect! (I also just had the song stuck in my head...) It's the fic I've been talking about where Anthony uses Damien as a way to cope with not having Ian while Damien is having his first crush on a man with him so it's all fucked up and confusing. I can't wait to finish it, honestly.

And If There's a God Then I'm Letting Him Go: another fic title after the same song but it's also the sequel to Temptation Touched My Tongue (Spread the Wings of Desire). Demon!Anthony wagers angel!Damien whose powers are stronger by using a human and seeing what sticks to him: light or dark. And they choose a man of the cloth for "Damien's advantage" but Anthony just wants to corrupt him. And who do they choose other than priest Ian!

Shian cheating fic: I've talked about this one before: Shayne and Ian are hanging out at the office working on a few things and Ian's stressed. His (secret) relationship with Anthony is rocky and Defy isn't making it any better and he's tired and overworked and hasn't had sex in weeks- Shayne tries to comfort him and one thing leads to another and then he's fucking him in the bean bag chair. Afterwards Ian feels guilty and runs away. Good stuff!

A Paradise Full of Lies: how could I forget my first posted shian fic? It's going through a bit of a rewrite (not changing the plot just making it read and feel a bit smoother and canon) so it's taking a while and I apologize but I'm hoping when it's done it'll be what you all are waiting for! It's gonna hurt I'm just gonna say that it hurts me 😭

Someone sees something they shouldn't fic: another one I talked about where someone sees Anthony and Damien being intimate without their knowledge. They're sweet and touchy feely and then when it gets a little too much the person leaves.

A fic where Damien and Anthony "accidentally" hang out alone together: aka the fic where their friends set up a hang out and then bail so Damien finally mans up. It's a bit awkward but they find they have a lot in common and it slowly becomes more comfortable for them. Fluff fluff fluff truly.

Pre-Smosh fic: a fic where Anthony and Damien meet before he works at Smosh and hits it off and one thing leads to another and they hook up. Idk just cute leather worker Damien and stressed about to leave due to defy Anthony I just find interesting!

Non-Smosh

So I got into a little show called Psych and fell in love (again...) So I had a few ideas I don't know if they'll ever come to fruition but I feel like writing them down (and if you've seen this on a different account... That's my side account 🫣🫣)

Gus Walks Into the Bank au: an au where it's not some random guy that gets caught up in the mess but an actual terrifying bank robbery and Shawn is scared shitless. He does everything to get inside and takes matters into his own hands (take like... Shawn Takes a Shot in the Dark, the Yin/Yang trilogy, and Santabarbratown as how serious it is) and by the end of it he finally confesses to Gus.

Gus is Shawn's Babygirl Canon: not the name but a truth lol. Shawn calls Gus babygirl and he likes it a little too much... Embarrassingly so. And what does Shawn love if not to tease?

[piperslovebot]

My current feelings on the T9S ships (updated)

I made this a few months ago and I thought since s2 is out, I can do this again.

Jay/Leia - I ship them even harder this season than the last because we get to see just how rock solid their relationship is. It’s like how Formciotti was a budding relationship in s1 and in s2, we see them mature. And I love their ‘I love you' arc! It’s so angsty and obstacle filled yet so them! I love how much Jay was willing to do to prove that he's changed. I can easily say that after watching this season that I can’t imagine Jay nor Leia with anyone else.

Gwen/Nikki - Still my otp of otps. I'm so happy to see more scenes of them just like I wanted. Nikki actually gets upset at Gwen for lying and the latter apologizes and is there for her. Their plot in Baby Baby Baby was also SO GOOD. It just proves why Gwen is Nikki's best option. Gwen challenges Nikki to get out of her comfort zone, and take risks. And Nikki is good for Gwen too! I feel like aside from Cole, Nikki really brought out Gwen's soft side this season. I actually have a feeling they'll end up being a thing. I hope they do.

Gwen/Cole - They were so sweet together imo. I loved seeing Gwen navigate a relationship for the first time, and I really like Cole. He’s such a sweetheart and makes Gwen really happy. I hope we see more of them in part 3. This is the only valid het ship for Gwen as far as I’m concerned.

Gwen/Leia - I love their dynamic, but I don’t ship them romantically anymore this season. They had cute moments, but for the most part, that romantic tension was gone this season. I do love seeing their friendship growing stronger and they truly remind me of Jackie and Donna, especially in the episode where Leia gives Gwen relationship advice.

Nikki/Leia - I honestly don’t know. I like how things were handled with them when it came to the Nate shit, and I loved their hug in the premiere 🥰. I'm not exactly in love with Nikki saying that Leia was "clueless" and like "a doll that was wished to life yesterday" (she’s not wrong tho since girlie was sheltered after till '95 😂) and obviously there’s the Nate stuff haha. But I like the bones we got and I think it'll be cool to see more of them in part 3.

Jay/Ozzie - I love their friendship, but I can’t see them romantically anymore, even if I didn’t only see Jay and Leia with each other 😂. I don’t see Ozzie being into Jay tbh, but who knows? Anything can happen.

Ozzie/Etienne - Etienne, you dickhead lol. Him dumping Ozzie through a phone call is so shitty and Ozzie deserves better.

Jay/Nate - Still love them. Even though Jeia is my heart, I still get Janate feels haha. I love how Jay was there for Nate during his breakup with Nikki. One thing about Jay Kelso is unlike his father, he's loyal as fuck haha. I really love their friendship in this season and I can’t wait to see more in part 3. No one gets Nate the way Jay does.

Nate/Leia - At this point, I only want them as Hyde/Donna friendship. Them being a couple at this point imo would make no sense. Both of them admitted it was just a heat of the moment thing and that they want Nikki and Jay. They still have great chemistry tho haha.

Nate/Nikki - I like their storyline a lot better this season. With them finally breaking up, Nate apologizing to Nikki, and their fwb arc. And they were so carefree and happy around one another.

But as a couple, I don’t want them back. It's like, they both are still on different pages when it comes to their futures; and I've talked how I believe that Nikki's current views on her future make them more incompatible so I'm not gonna do that again haha. Plus I feel like if they got back together, all that carefreeness and joy would be gone and they'd go back to constantly fighting.

I much rather them as friends or fwb than them becoming a couple again.

[mythicalartistx]

Soriku in Novels Part 3 - Fighting Together

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"Are you okay?" asked Riku.

"Yeah! Actually this is kinda fun!" Sora grinned as he got up again and readied the Keyblade. Of course, he knew this was a battle for the fate of the worlds, but fighting something big and ferocious with Riku beside him— it brightened his spirits. And knowing that Riku felt the same way made him especially glad.

The bolded portion I just love. It was fun because he could do it with Riku. They're so precious. They're each other's precious person.

"We got ‘im!" Sora jumped back to the glider and threw his arms around Riku's neck.

"Ack!" The momentum from Sora's hug knock Riku into he control stick, and the glider spin around.

Awww, they're so cute. They are hugging because they think it's over is so adorable. And he so surprised that he accidentally caused the glider to spin. ASHSHHSHSHSK

The next part is the Xemnas fight,

Sora stiffened, expecting a terrible blow, but then— Riku was on his feet. He shoved Sora out of range.

"Riku...!" Sora cried. In saving him, Riku had taken a direct hit from the Ethereal Blade to his own back.

"Sora!" he called.

Sora leaned in his direction and as he passed close, Riku handed off Way to the Dawn— his own Keyblade.

With each Keyblade in hand, Sora charged at Xemnas. "How about this?!"

Xemnas was knocked aloft and flipped through the air.

"Riku!" Sora landed next to him and lifted Way to the Dawn. Riku's hand close around it— they both held it together.

This is just a precious moment, he protects him from getting hit and take the hit himself despite having previous injuries. He literally got up from being on the ground and pushed Sora away and protected him 🥺🥺🥺

Then they both use Way to the Dawn to finish Xemnas off.

"Sora grinned at him. "We can beat ‘em together!"

Right. We'll be okay together. Whatever's waiting for us, we can get through it now that Riku's back.

How many times have I taken down Nobodies like this? But I usually had Donald and Goofy with me.. Oh, and sometimes Axel too. But now I have Riku. And if I'm fighting besides Riku, we're going to be okay, Sora thought firmly.

That is so precious that as long as he is fighting against Riku, he knows they'll be alright. Again my statement stands of him believing they're way more stronger with the other compared rather than anyone else.

Where could Xemnas have taken him..?

Dread sat heavy in his chest, choking him, but Riku kept calling out.

Just when we finally found each other and I was able to turn back into my real self...

Sora, you can't leave me now...

As Riku started sinking into despair, Sora materialized in the middle of the party, spawled on the ground as if he'd fallen from somewhere.

"Sora!"

This is so sad, so precious. He felt so sad and dreadful that Sora was missing and something could have happened to him especially after he spent a year watching him sleep. I'm not sure when this takes place, but I know it's during one of the Xemnas fights maybe when all the others are fighting too?

There has to be a way out. I'm not giving up, Sora told himself. I haven't given up yet. I'm going back to Destiny Island with Riku.

"Sora?" Riku said softly. The name of his best friend, who he was leaning on. Literally.

"Yeah?" Sora's smile was untroubled.

"You lead." He looked ahead, too.

This is just so precious, he wants them to return together. I love the phrasing of the bolded section.

He had never imagined that just being with Riku — fighting alongside him— would give him so much strength. He'd hoped and wished that he would be able to reunite with Riku and have him as an ally, and yet he hadn't expected that desire to come true. Riku didn't look like himself now— but it didn't matter. Sora was so glad to be near him again.

"Let's go!" A little bashful for some reason, he broke into a run.

This is when Riku still is in his Ansem form, and Again and again is Sora just happy to fight by his side. It GIVES HIM STRENGTH. He always wanted him as an ally. HE WISHED AND IS SO HAPPY IT'S TRUE. It's so cute. And Sora doesn't care about his appearance, Riku is his friend no matter what. Also Sora... there's a reason why you're bashful. It's cause he's happy to fight alongside him... and he likes Riku.

Someone needs to tell him the existence of gay people.

Also the next part will probably have more of the other novels, I just wanted to get 2 out of the way since it has SO MANY CUTE SCENES.

I might have other moments of 2 in some of the others if I find a thing I forgot, but probably won't...

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

Hi I hope you’re having an amazing day :) i have a question about venus conjunct Neptune in the 8th house, would that make a native more drawn to or comfortable with 8th and 12th house synastry relationships? There’s also a square to Saturn in 11th and a square to mars in the 5th if that helps? I was just wondering if there’s any validity to it because I notice a lot of my close relationships or friendships involve those synastry dynamics.

With you having two planets in the 8th house yes I believe it would be you a teeny bit more comfortable but from my experience with 8th house synastry with 8th house individuals yall really dont like most of who comes into that house lol because this is where you try to control a significant part of who you are and when we have access to that house it can be a problem...

there can be a lot of confusion when dealing with both these houses. starting with the 8th, you may have had friends who picked up on the sexual energy between the two of you when really it was just that you guys have strong passionate/creative energy together and it could be something more (like creating a business, doing something totally different from the norm) and this could have caused some issues with certain individuals because they cant figure you out.

you having this beautiful conjunction in that house makes it no better either. because people will fall in love with the idea of you, but have not uncovered the full essence of who you are. they'll just keep making up fantasies about you to make them feel better. your sexual/romantic experiences could be a little weird with this placement especially if you have synastry with them in 8th or 12th house.

because the energy of both houses is secretive,transformative and passionate others will obsess over what it is youre truly thinking.

mars squaring off with the conjunction in the 8th shows me a very passionate Individuals however there is slightly a few issues with the men in the family/relationships like they can be impulsive and controlling (this can be repelling to you) and because they aren't able to figure you out they'll try to mess with you a little. gas lighting/manipulation can possibly be a theme with them.

saturn squaring off with the placement can show blockages in friendships/goals and since it challenges venus the love life as well. your self love has to be stronger than what you think about yourself in your mind. I think some people could be projecting their feelings onto and how they think you could be feeling deep inside and its not true. embracing your dark side will be the best thing you can do because it will challenge the other individuals (11th/8th) to stop trying to box you in.

the 11 house saturn brings lessons to your love life and friendships and asks for you to put them away if they aren't good enough for you. its giving empress energy lol. like you need to let go if they cant hold their end of the bargain. boundaries will be necessary especially because that neptunian energy is so empathic and open it can cause users and leeches to come through trying to steal your energy.

the 12th house synastry you have with others can come from this conjunction trying to show you how easily people try to know who you secretly are but hidden veils around your nature cover you to protect you. this can be a frustrating house because now from what im getting is that telepathy is a powerful connection you can have with people, however from the conjunction in the 8th with neptune can block people out of your energy. you can hide who you are with no issue and I see this can frustrate romantic partners a lot. normally they have more access to hidden parts of your subconscious and can see how you truly feel but your able to mask it.

let me know what you think !

[theuntoldoriginsoftheportmafia]

Part Ⅴ Escape - Chapter 1.5

☽ The Hitman's Dream ☾

2,215 Words

Dazai Osamu has never run faster in his life. 

As soon as the car he commandeered pulls into the dead end he starts full out sprinting. The large warehouse is easy to spot. It looks just like any other, save for the blue and red glows coming from inside. Flawless and Strait is the Gate locked in battle.

Slowing himself to a silent stop, Dazai creeps along the edge, picking the simple padlock on the side door. In seconds, he's in. The men stand, face to face, guns drawn.

Oda dodges and in three seconds Gide fires. Oda does the same, and just like him, Gide dodges. Matching each other's movements. Pushing and pulling like magnets.

'At this rate it's a battle of stamina. It can't go on forever, eventually they'll begin to tire, one of them will be too slow and then . . .'

Dazai doesn't want to think about that, and doesn't want to imagine his dear friend lying bloody on the ground. So he doesn't think. He acts. He fires his gun. The bullet finds its mark in Gide's back causing blood to spurt like fireworks from his mouth, spill over his lips, down his chin, and onto the concrete floor.

There's an old phrase by an American author, Ralph Waldo Emerson. "When you strike at a king, you must kill him." Marksmanship has never been Dazai's strong suit, and having only one eye in use doesn't help. Gide isn't dead yet.

In his final act, Gide raises his arm weakly, but it's just enough. Both men pull their guns at the same time. They pull the trigger, the sound echoing through the empty space. A sonic boom. Gide falls to the ground . . . so does Oda.

The red puddle grows, resembling a fallen rose, the shreds of a torn kimono, as it creeps across the ground. 

Dazai's eyes widen, round like the wound in Oda's chest. He runs to him, falling on his knees. "Odasaku!"

"I'm here Dazai. Thank you for coming to save me." he says, voice weak.

"Of course. Let's go back." Dazai grabs his older friend's hand, seeming to ignore the bleeding wound. He's in denial, refuses to think that he won't make it. He has too. If he doesn't, nothing will be the same again. "Yosano will heal you. I'll get you to Yosano. She'll heal you. You'll be good as new."

"Da . . . zai, I . . . can't."

"Yes, you can."

At this moment Dazai has never been more grateful for Nakahara Chuuya. If not for his endless competitions with his chibi in everything from martial arts to just plain running, if it wasn't for the drive to be the better one, the stronger one, then he'd never have been able to lift Oda.

He takes back what he said before. The way here was barely running. Nothing compared to now. He runs until his chest hurts and he's out of breath, and even with his feet aching and his head pounding. 

'The poor civilians will have gone by now and taken their car with them. Mori could have a car here in minutes, but I don't trust him. No car or bus will take me. I need Chuuya. I need . . . my phone! I left it! I can't believe I . . .'

Where the thin alleys turn back into full road, a car waits. A shining, dark green jeep with painted orange flames and no top, engine still on. A boy with hair like the flames on his car sits in the driver's seat.

"Get in!"

Dazai doesn't need to be told twice. He hops in and lets his partner use his ability to lift Oda into the back.

"How did you . . .?"

Chuuya gives a tense eyeroll, "You really think you're the only smart one around here, don't you."

Dazai says nothing, indicating that he's not amused.

"I forced the location out of your pal- Don't give me that look, I didn't hurt him! He wants you back safely as much as I do. He agreed as long as I promised not to go until you left the warehouse."

"He put a tracker on me!" Dazai realises with an uncomfortable start and begins patting himself down.

A memory comes to him of Ranpo's last shove, right before he fell. He slipped something in Dazai's pocket. Dazai digs around with his bloodied hands until he pulls out an oddly symmetrical sweet.

As annoying as it is to have Ranpo pull one over on him, he has bigger things to worry about now than his friend's unorthodox protectiveness.

'Does Mori have access to this? I can't ask Chuuya, I can't show him my doubt, not yet.'

"Yeah." is all Chuuya says, shrugging and shaking his head in mock amazement as if to say 'You really thought I'd just let you go? You didn't think I'd come for you? Don't be an idiot.'

A groan comes from the back seat, Dazai turns his head so fast it hurts.

"D-dazai?" Oda coughs.

"I'm right here. You're safe. Gide's gone. You're safe."

"You can slow down now, I won't make it, and driving this fast isn't safe." Oda furrows his brow, raising himself as if to try and see the speedometer. Even near death his protective instincts don't include himself.

Dazai turns to his partner "Chibi, floor it."

"What do you think I'm doing?" the red head mutters, knowing better than to start a fight when someone's dying in the back of his car.

'The warehouse was all the way across town, and we're still a few miles from HQ. There's only so many cut throughs I can take before I'll have to enter the business and tourist areas. I'll have to slow down then. Better bank as much time as I can.' Chuuya thinks, frowning when the speedometer reads only 160 kph, willing the pedal to sink down further.

"Dazai! Please slow down! You'll both get hurt." Oda pleads

"No. We're close."

'We're not.'

"We'll take you straight to Yosano. She'll fix you. Yosano's going to fix you. Fix you right up, just like new."

Everyone in the car can hear Dazai beginning to unravel as the life drains out of Oda through the hole in his chest and the car seems not to be getting any closer to it's destination.

"Listen, the bullet's close to my heart, I think. It's still in there, I can feel it. No matter how good a doctor she is, I don't know if there is any fixing this. I want . . . I need you to be ready for that."

"No. I'm not ready! Chuuya, use gravity, take the bullet out!"

"I can't, not from here. If I just yank it out, it might hit something else. Even if it didn't, it's holding the wound closed, it needs to stay in or he'll bleed out. You know that. Calm down, you're not thinking straight."

Small drops of water form in Dazai's right eye and behind his bandages, wetting them as they get bigger.

"He's right . . . I want you to know that I want better things for you."

"Stop!"

"I-"

"Shut up! Save your breath."

"Dazai, let him speak." 

Dazai glares at his partner, who keeps his eyes fixed on the road ahead. Oda grabs the boy's hand, looking sadly at his own blood that stains it. It's only this that keeps both men grounded.

When Oda speaks only a whisper comes out, scarcely audible over the wind's roar. "Dazai, listen to me, please. I know it makes no difference to you, but please become a good human being. Save the weak, protect the orphaned. I suppose you don't care for either justice or evil . . . but striving to be a better person is a wonderful thing."

Oda stares into the distance, Dazai follows his gaze. It's golden hour, when the sun casts a bronze glow onto everything in reach. In the evening light the five towers of the Mori Corporation glitter like the ocean. 

'How can something so evil look so angelic?'

Lost in thought, Dazai doesn't see Oda's eyes close. 

When he does turn again the man is limp, but smiling.

"Odasaku! No!"

Chuuya's voice shatters the moment, "Dazai, we're here!"

He nods, numbly.

-

They run to the lift, Dazai pressing the buttons over and over in panic, Chuuya floating Oda behind him. When they get there the door is open. Ranpo and Yosano are waiting.

The Angel of Death works quickly, removing the bullet, her dark rainbow of butterflies surrounding the unconscious Oda, healing him from the inside out.

When the butterflies disappear, Dazai starts to shake Oda, calling out to him.

Nervous, he looks to Yosano, "Why isn't he answering?"

"He's fine, just unconscious. There's nothing more to do but wait."

'Even I'll admit that it was close. If its had been two centimetres left. If they'd got caught in traffic . . . He's not going to wait is he? He's going to make himself sick pacing around here. But he'll only do the same thing in his office if I kick him out . . . best to just let him stay I guess.'

'I always wish he'd look less dead, but I think this is worse.' Chuuya looks at his distraught boyfriend. He's never seen emotion like this on him. It makes him reach out, despite Dazai's aversion to touch.

Dazai turns at the contact, but doesn't flich. An improvement.

"Hey, Osa, you stay with him. I'll fill the mission paperwork."

That big brown eye looks up at Chuuya with utmost gratitude. 

'Chibi hates paperwork.' but more important in his mind 'Chibi is going to face Mori for me.'

With a sympathetic smile Chuuya drops his hat onto Dazai's head and walks out. The two masked executives follow him.

"All the cabinets are electronically locked. Don't try anything. He'll be fine in a few hours." Yosano's voice calls as the three leave.

Dazai doesn't answer, instead observing Oda.

'He thought he'd died. He thought he'd died and he looked so happy. He's not happy now.'

"Are you happy, Odasaku?"

Only the whir of the air con and beep of the vital monitors answer him.

"How can I make you happy, my friend?"

In the silence that follows, Oda's words come back to him, as if the man is truly awake and beside him.

~ 

Two people sit with a stool between them.

"Read any good books lately, Dazai" Oda asked, trying to fill the silence in the unusually empty bar.

"Yes. A Shameful Life by Oba Yozo is a delight to read. Why do you ask?"

"I don't know . . ."

"Don't you?" Dazai had asked with those eyes that stare into a person's soul.

The gaze forced the 22-year-old to answer, "I've always wanted to be an author . . . it's the reason I don't kill anymore."

Dazai laughed, a single bark, more out of rare surprise then humour. "Oh? Do you think it'll keep you out of trouble? You've committed plenty of other crimes that the police could have you for."

Oda shook his head, pausing for a sip of his drink. "No, it's not that. I know I've done many wrongs, but long ago, I met a man who told me who told me that one who kills, one who causes death, has no right to write about life."

"Hmm." Dazai tapped his chin in thought, "Well, it sounds as rational as anything else elders say. I don't see a problem with it. Let's drink. Bartender! Another round, put it on my tab."

~

More recent words flood his brain before Dazai can fully process what he's just remembered.

"I know it makes no difference to you, but please become a good human being. Save the weak, protect the orphaned. I suppose you don't care for either justice or evil . . . but striving to be a better person is a wonderful thing."

'Doing good he says . . . is that what would make him happy? Then why hasn't he left?'

"Why are you still here. After all this time? Why didn't you leave?"

Oda's hand twitches, grabbing onto Dazai's.

"Odasaku! You're awake."

Oda snores softly. Dazai deflates.

'That's my answer, isn't it. He stayed because he had nowhere else to go. He stayed because of me. I'm the one that did this to him. I have to help him.'

"I'm going to help you Odasaku. I'm going to get you out of here. I just need some time to prepare, please trust me."

As day turns to night Dazai holds Oda's hand.

When Dazai feels sleep nagging at him he bows his head, ready to let it come, instead he's met with a hat in his lap. Chuuya's hat. It smells like his conditioner, a warm scent. To Dazai, it smells like home.

'Nakahara Chuuya. What am I to do about him? He'd never come with me and I could never hurt him by leaving him.' In the cold dark silence the thoughts that consume Dazai's restless soul are much louder, impossible to ignore 'But would it hurt him? Does he truly love me or is this just a fling for him? He deserves much better, someone as lively as him, someone who can keep from insulting him at every turn. I mean, he's probably going to leave me anyway. I could never stomach the heartbreak, so I should leave while I still can.'

"I'm such a coward, Oda, would you mind if I came with you. Would you mind it if we could run away from all this together?"

Soon, sleep overtakes him. He'll have back cramps later, but for now it's okay.

[casspurrjoybell-27]

In a Heartbeat - Chapter 22 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

Simon

"It must've been terribly difficult for you," Sam muttered.

"But you are far braver, far stronger than any of the rogues I've seen here. To go through what you have, to experience such pain. No matter what anyone, even what that Alpha says, you are worth it. You deserve so much more, Simon and for what it's worth, I'm glad you're alive. Glad that you're here to tell your story."

It was the first time anyone had said anything like that and suddenly I couldn't stop the unrelenting stream of tears that fell and when Sam reached over to hug me like his life depended on it, I felt a sense of intoxicating warmth that I hadn't experienced in such a long time.

I didn't ever want to let go.

"I feel bad for a lot of my patients," Sam broke the silence, his tone softer as if guilt filled his voice.

"They come in so broken, so helpless. I help them, heal them. Offer food, water, supplies, whatever they need but eventually, they have to leave and I can't provide one thing. I can provide them a healthy new start, a little happiness but that's just it. Eventually, they'll feel hurt again. Feel helpless. They may go hungry or dehydrated or worse and I can't provide the one thing they so desperately need."

I frowned, his face dejected, as he stared at Belle and the young pup.

"I can't give them love."

He sighed.

"Not the forever kind. I can only provide a temporary sense of love and comfort until the outside world hurts them again. It's why I quit being a human doctor but even as a vet, I'm finding it so difficult to give them the love they deserve. Animals forgive so easily but it's not fair. I can't cure their loneliness. I can't cure their broken hearts and it breaks mine. They deserve so much better."

I extended my hand, resting it in his.

"But you're doing so much for them..."

"I don't think..."

"You are," I squeezed his hand, reassuringly.

"That brief moment of happiness is enough to help them get through things. So they don't lose hope. Without it, Belle wouldn't have even survived to give birth to her pups. Those rogues would have died from a simple injury. I would have been dead on the side of the road. Believe me, what you're doing is more than just helping, it's empowering, really."

He gave me a half-hearted smile, squeezing my hand back.

"Thanks, dear."

It was about two in the morning by the time Belle had successfully delivered her other two pups.

A girl and another boy.

Belle was a trooper, even though she was exhausted and clearly in intense pain, she cleaned the other two, licking the three of them assuredly as they ate.

Not until they were all full and asleep did Belle officially fall asleep.

Sam looked just as exhausted, he had dozed off a few times only to jump back awake, when one of the pups made a noise.

He yawned almost every three minutes, as we cleaned up, providing warm blankets for Belle and the pups.

Sam stretched, before gesturing toward the office.

"We should probably go to sleep. I'll take the sleeping bag, take the cot in the office."

"Isn't it uncomfortable? I can take the sleeping bag."

"It beats the night I slept sitting up after your surgery," he laughed.

"I think I finally got the kink out of my neck just yesterday but jokes aside, I'll be alright, the cot will be easier on your injury anyways."

I didn't argue, even though I wanted to.

I reached for my cell-phone and wallet, going to charge it.

I feared seeing the messages and calls I probably had from Aspen.

He was probably worried sick, looking all over for me or maybe he had finally given up.

When my phone started booting up, my anxiety flew through the roof, as I waited to see the messages rolling in.

Sure enough, hundreds of messages popped up, mostly from Aspen, a few from Cedar and a couple from Xavier.

Most of the phone calls appeared to be from Aspen, all spanning throughout the weeks I've been here.

A few from last night.

A few messages read:

Where are you?

Please. Come home.

I'm not mad at you.

Are you safe?

Are you hurt?

And the most distressing one:

I'm sorry.

My heart sank. Usually, Aspen would just yell at me, be mad that I didn't follow his instructions to stay home but this was different.

He must've been worried sick.

I probably picked up and set my phone down about ten times debating whether to talk to him.

He would drop everything and respond in a heartbeat if I messaged him but I didn't want him to worry for another second.

So I hesitantly grabbed my phone, opening up our chat.

'I'm okay,' I sent before turning my phone on silent, covering my face with the blanket to not tempt me to check it through the night.

[spicywhenspeaking]

If I'm There: Chapter Twenty

you're stronger than me Nat, I'd be jumping on him like a freaking jack rabbit

read from part one here!

summary: Noah and Natalie met in high school and developed a relationship through their love of music and art. Falling in love, innocent and young, they think nothing can keep them apart. However, sometimes in the pursuit of your dreams the things we love the most get left behind.

this is a complete work of fiction, some characters while based on real people are totally made up. :)

word count: 2.4k edited by me ....soooo if you see something spelt wrong no you didn't.

taglist : @lma1986 @cookiesupplier @notingridslurkaccount @blackveilomens @thisbicc @thebadchic @jessitpwk @samanthasgone @laurpartyprogram @myownthoughts12

I walk Noah through the rest of the house, I show him some of the art I made that we have hanging and he looks closely at all of the family photos I have lining the walls. “Is that Maggie and your brother?” he asks in surprise.

“Haha um yeah, they got really close after I left.” I tell him and pick up the scattered clothes I find littered in the hallway. “And then he joined the marines and they stationed him overseas. To stay together they ended up eloping so she could be with hime when he was stationed. They have a little girl, she's five. Her and Erin are so cute together. They'll actually be here in a few days.” I can feel myself starting to ramble and I stop abruptly and smile awkwardly. Noah laughs softly, “You look different but you’re still the same Natty.” he remarks in a small voice.

“Jeeze, your brother could kick my ass before joining the army, can’t imagine what he’d do to me now.” I laugh to break the awkward stale tension and move to the outside of Erin's room. Her walls are Yellow and she has a pink bed with a princess canopy hanging over it.

Along with a bunch of toys, books and stuffed animals all over her desk and shelves. “She’s really into the Percy Jackson books, you know I never read them when I was a kid but they’re pretty good. She loves reading.” I say while I watch him taking everything in. On the floor of her room are several notebooks and sketchbooks open and sprawled out. “Wow, she's an artist. Like you” he says softly. “She also has quite the little voice on her. You should hear her, kids got range.” I say and move to grab what I came in for, Erins photo book.

We move back into the living room and sit side by side on the couch. I open the book and it starts with a picture of Erin as a baby along with her birth information sheet, detailing length, weight and other important facts for newborns. There are a lot of pictures in here, one of the firsts is me holding her after we got home from the hospital.

I look so young. He gently touches the edges of the photo and I see fresh tears gleam in the corner of his eyes. “Nat, I’m- I just can’t believe this.” he chokes out. “I’m so sorry I wasn't there.” he says again and I have to swallow the lump forming in my throat. “I know, Noah. I know, I wish things had been different. I should have tried harder.” I softly place my hand on his shoulder as I whisper out my words and he looks at me with a sad smile.

“This isn’t all on you Natty, I left. Gave up everything I loved to make this dream come true. I should have thought more about all I left behind.'' His voice is hoarse and I don't know if it's from singing just a few hours ago or all of the emotion that's behind his eyes right now.

Lost in his eyes again I feel like a teenage girl again. The girl that was so ridiculously in love with a boy, the boy that’s now a man sitting in front of her and in this moment they share it’s like the last ten years didn’t happen and slowly the distance between them disappears and they’re just a breath apart. Lips hovering about each other in a delicate balance of temptation. The clattering of the photo album falling off Noah's lap reels us both back into reality.

Shaking my head and sitting back further onto my seat I brush my hair back out of my face and grab my cup of water to adjust to our situation. He coughs awkwardly and I try to get focused on what we were doing. Kissing would be a horrible idea. After all of these years he’s still the most attractive man I’ve ever met. But, this confusing situation would only get even messier if we started something romantic again. That would be stupid. Erin still doesn't know about Noah andI have Kyle coming in a few days to worry about. Also, I don't really even know Noah anymore.

Can you still know someone after so long. Coughing to clear my throat and to disrupt the silence I offer an awkward smile as Noah leans down to collect the fallen book. We continue looking through the pages and I tell him about some of the important stages I have documented. “Oh her first birthday, we had it at the park, just me and Haylie, she has been with me through it all, the pregnancy and all of Erin's life.”

He nods silently as we flip through more pages. “Ah, this is after she got her tonsils out, she was so silly off the anesthesia, kept asking me when Pooh Bear was getting dropped off for daycare.” I laugh at the memory and Noah smiles sliding his hand over the page. A lot of the photos are of Erin and I and he looks at those very closely, they also show my change over the years. My hair gets darker and my skin becomeçs more and more covered in tattoos.

“A lots changed since we last saw each other.” he sighs offhandedly and turns the page again to a family photo of another birthday party, but this one while being a great picture includes Erin laughing over her Barbie cake and me, with the arms of my ex-boyfriend Gavin wrapped tightly around me. Talk about awkwardness.

“Are you seeing anyone?” Noah asks softly and I just about fall off of the sofa. “Oh no, um that guy, Gavin? We broke up a while ago. It was pretty mutual, we're just better off as friends.” I rush out in explanation and feel my neck start to sweat.

“Oh, yeah. My schedule is pretty crazy with touring and us trying to make this next album. It's hard to commit to a relationship.” There's a short pause before he finishes in a quick fluster, “that is of course, now with everything I will make time for Erin, I want to be as involved as you’ll allow. I want to be in her life, I want to know her. You as well” the last part comes out much quieter and I can’t help the redness that takes over my cheeks.

“There is a lot that we need to work out, I want you to be in her life too, I know she will want to know you. You said you would be done with the tour soon? What is your plan?” I ask, what does almost done with tour even mean if you tour all of the time? He continues flipping through the book while he answers. “Just a few more weeks and then we will have a long break through the new year, then we will head to Europe. How would you feel about us taking our break here?” he asks and I look around the house, wondering where he’s planning on having four full grown men stay for months. He notices my eyes scanning the house and he laughs, “Not here, Natty. I mean Austin. We will be working but I would have time to get to know Erin.” I let the breath I didn't know I was holding out.

“Oh, that sounds great Noah, and you’d be here for her birthday. It’s in September.” He flips back to the first page, “yeah the 17th? I’m gonna put it in my phone” as he says it he pulls out his phone and I see the blank front page aside from a few apps, “wow, you’re pretty boring Noah,” I joke and he laughs. “Oh yeah, I deleted everything a little while ago, It was just a lot haha, I mean seeing my face everywhere and reading everyone's psychoanalysis of me was too much.” Whatever I’m about to say dies on my tongue when Hailye bursts through the door with Folio’s arm tight around her for support.

“Ohhh Honeyyyy I’m hooome!!” she calls out and I laugh getting up from the couch to take her from Folio. “Honey, you're coming  home with another man? I’m shocked.” I take on the fake role of husband quickly as we begin are dumb little routine. “Well honey, you’re home with another man so I think It’s only fair.” she replies swaying in my arms and I work to steady her. “Thank you for getting her home safe, Foli, I appreciate it” I say to the man standing in my door.

“I’ll watch her anytime, she's a great gal,” he says and I can sense he’s being genuine. “She’s a maneater, but we love her.” I say to him as a slight warning. I love Haylie but she doesn’t stay held down for very long in relationships. Calls herself a lone wolf. Folio winks at me and nods to Noah, I’m assuming to gesture he will wait for him outside. “You’ll find that me and my friends work really hard to get the things we desire.” he says before exiting and heading down the front steps.

I turn to Noah whos waiting patiently on the couch, “just give me a second?” I ask and he nods while I help Haylie to her bed, quickly stripping her. I throw an oversized shirt on her and place her water bottle on her nightstand along with the bottle of ibuprofen she will definitely need in the morning.

Heading back out to the living space I sit next to Noah. “So yall leave tomorrow?” I ask and he shakes his head. “No, we have a few days off actually. Our next show is in three days.” I think on it for a moment before responding. “Okay well, Erin will be home tomorrow and I’ll tell her. I’ll see how she feels but maybe we can meet for lunch the next day before you leave?” A look of nervous excitement crosses his face and I almost want to cry again. “That sounds great Natty, here, put in your number so we can plan things later.”

He hands me his phone and I quickly send myself a text from his phone and just like that we're back in each other’s lives. “I know I can’t make up for these last ten years but I want to try. And Natty. I know that you and I-” I cut him off.

“I think all you and I need to worry about is being the best people for Erin we can be, you and I? I don’t know if that's anything we need to dive into right now.” His jaw tightens slightly but he nods in understanding. “So I’ll reach out tomorrow to see how it goes?” He stands and I follow him to the door. “Okay, I will let you know.”

Before reaching for the door knob Noah turns quickly and wraps me in a surprising hug. “I won’t let you down Natty, not this time.” he says and I barely have time to react before he lets me go and says goodbye and exits. I lock up and rest my head against the cool metal door. “What the fuck.” 

Noah POV

My mind is whirling, here I thought Natty and I were going to talk and after the concert she was going to want to talk about life. Just how much we’ve both changed and how our lives are so different. I thought life was bringing me the miracle of a second chance. I guess in a sense it did, but in a way I never expected. A kid. A child. A daughter.

I have a daughter. “I have a daughter.” I say out loud, and I think it’s the first thing I’ve said since Folio and I got back to the hotel. It’s late and we’re all exhausted but we all gathered in Jolly and Folio’s room. Folio spits his drinks out and coughs, “the fuck?” Jolly shares an equal look of surprise and Nicholas looks like his shoulders sag with what I think is relief. I’ll definitely ask him about that later. “You got someone pregnant? Damn. That could seriously mess up your chances with Miss Natalie," Folio says and I laugh at the irony, as does Nicholas which solidifies my curiosity about him already knowing.

That doesn't even surprise me and I just hope he hasn't known longer than we’ve been here or we will have bigger problems. “Well actually. Natalie is her mother. She’s ten.” I tell them and It’s like saying it outloud makes it so much more real.

“She was pregnant after I left her and just never managed to get to me. She just told me, tonight.” Jolly is the next to ask questions.

“She just never told you? How do you feel about that?” I know he’s considering my feelings but I don’t want to set it up that she intentionally kept me away from my child.

“Well at first when she told me I was pissed and then we just talked about it all. She explained herself and there were a lot of things that I have to accept. She felt abandoned and I did leave her. She tried to tell me and fucking Alex stuck her nose in it and then Kevin said some fucked up shit. It’s not at all what I wanted my life to be with Nat, but, this is happening.” I stand up and move to  grab a sparkling water from the mini fridge.

“Do you still want a life with her?” Nicholas finally speaks up. “I don’t know if I’ll ever fully move on from her, she was the first girl I ever truly loved. But, she doesn't want anything like that with me, especially now. She said all she wants is for us to be there for Erin. So that's what I’ll do.” Folio smiles and grabs me into a crushing hug. “Congratulations Daddy!” he calls out and the other guys laugh.

“So does win baby momma's heart back start now? Or…” Folio asks and I roll my eyes and wrap my arm around his head pulling him into a headlock to ruffle his hair.

“Why don’t we start with trying to get my daughter that probably thinks I abandoned her to like me and then I can start to think about trying to win the love of my life back?”

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[galene-gothic]

Lilith synastry

Note: I'll be using h13 and 1181 here.

Regardless of how demonized Lilith is, I believe that she was actually a pretty loving individual, even though different cultures have different stories and lores about Lilith. According to what I've read so far, after the angels threatened to kill her children, she had to give them up to retain her independence and in revenge, she started robbing children of their lives. She's said to have tried to return to the garden of Eden after the angels left (even though Adam put her through so much) and then found out that Adam had a new wife, Eve, that's when she's said to have stolen Adam's seeds. If Lilith didn't care about Adam, she wouldn't have returned.

I dated a guy who's Lilith (h13) trined my moon and Lilith (1181) conjunct my ascendant, when I was like 14 and he was extremely obsessed with me. Keep in mind that I'm 17 now and kids including teens are very much capable of emotions and hurt. I won't talk shit about my younger self, however, I wasn't very physically attractive at that point of time. So, it was very shocking for me that someone like him even liked me, he was really popular among girls back then while I was more on the low-key side and struggled with even being confident. So, I kind of got bullied for dating him and people made fun of me very openly, I felt humiliated and shamed, however, he brought the positive characteristics of Lilith out of me and helped me accept and tame the negative characteristics of Lilith.

I'll state some points that you might be familiar with if you've shared this synastry with someone (Lilith person (only a guy/man here) is referred to as they/them and the planet person is referred to as you:

You feel like they have you under a spell.

They might get emotionally vulnerable with you faster than with others. Might even end up kind of victimizing themselves.

Might meet after one of your (usually their) break up.

Might involve a third party of some sort (usually their ex).

Might be a love at first sight situation especially if the ascendant is involved.

They won't be able to get you off their mind once they lay their eyes on you. You might have a similar feeling too, however, you are the most likely to shake it off.

This situationship/relationship will push you to the edge.

Usually, this person will be able to anger/upset you very easily.

'Us against the world' situation, forbidden relationship for some reason. People might strongly oppose of your relationship with them. People might also believe that you're inferior to them on some level or vice versa but I've only experienced it in this way.

You might unconsciously believe that you're inferior to them if this is your first lilith themed relationship.

This relationship will force you to be independent and stand up for yourself, even against this person if necessary.

Splitting might come out of the blue and they might initiate it if you want to continue this relationship regardless of how hard it gets.

The break up isn't easy for either of you, they'll learn a lot of lessons from you and vice versa.

You might feel like you constantly have to defend yourself from this person and it's not because you don't love them or trust their intentions, it's just genuinely your internal issues coming to light for independence and confidence to come through . Also, having to stand your ground with other people who aren't even involved in the relationship in any manner.

The whole Adam and Lilith theme comes out here, no matter how much Lilith adored Adam, she had to choose herself over him and if you don't, you'll be forced to.

They are completely infatuated with you but scared of you at the same time.

They might and will probably find their Eve after you guys split but no one can do it like Lilith, can they?

You might feel betrayed by them in some way just like when Lilith found out about Eve.

You'll still love them though, however, mostly it's going to be love-hate with love usually being stronger.

I've also only recently stopped liking a guy who's Lilith (h13) trined my moon and Lilith (1181) squared my ascendant, I never got past the talking stage with him and that's alright. This time, however, I was and still am very sure of myself and I won't allow him to push me around unlike last time.

Lilith themes that I noticed when I liked him:

He got into a relationship with someone else during our talking stage (his Eve) and it's funny because that girl doesn't share a single Lilith aspect with him. (Don't ask me how I got that info, also, they aren't dating anymore.)

My moon is in Capricorn and his Lilith (1181) is in Capricorn, it does not conjunct my moon, however, I think he could still pick up on the Lilith woman that he desires and fears in me.

I found myself feeling similar but more empowered feelings compared to the first Lilith themed relationship that I had.

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[naffeclipse]

Hi! Just finished with the Lost Episode! :D Firstly, I want to say I did tear up a little ngl! (But the good kind, promise! I appreciate stories that can pull that off!)

So many emotions! The hunter really got hit from all sides huh? Which I guess in a way helped because having their attention so divided prevented a solid reaction about, well, everything. The waking up as a vampire, their friend not wanting to let go, then their friend being a whole Demon (or two whole halves of a demon?), the thirst that was taking so much of their focus (and which is now basically a source of self-loathing), the dilemma of cryptids being able to feel so much more, AND basically a confession of feelings from their friend, you know, the Demon. Not to mention the morality crisis they are probably going to be dealing with for A While.

I imagine that the whole turmoil also made it way easier to accept the true nature of Sun and Moon. They were offering comfort, and god, did y/n seriously needed that. They were first shown the caring side of them. And also the offer they make as a solution makes sense. They will kill evil people regardless, so y/n only has to take advantage of it. Of course it's not perfect, because they feel really strongly about protecting even bad humans, and I can imaging that on an emotional level, feeding will probably be the part they hate the most about their new existence.

Not even to mention the things they will realize they miss with time. I imagine they no longer will be able to eat any food even for pleasure. The warmth of the Sun, that is now lethal to them. They will have to be very careful around other people, not even knowing how often they need to feed, so they will have to be even more reclusive than before. They lost their friendship with Vanessa. I imagine those days will be the tougher ones, the ones when they struggle to keep their promise the most. Their reflection also being something they probably will have mixed feelings about. I almost thought the one in the bathroom would be broken or at least covered, but I guess that might just make it more difficult for them to get used to it instead of helping in any way.

I do like the hopeful ending! The next days especially will be the toughest to come, but they have their demon that promised them they won't let them turn into a monster, and provide comfort when they need it (which will probably be often). They still have a sense of purpose, to protect from other dangerous cryptids, though they will probably have to leave their contractor soon for their safety and secure other means to find their hunts. And maybe even discover other kinds of joys in this new life! They are stronger now, have better senses. Maybe they can get to experience a walk at night through a forest like they never did before. Maybe they'll get to hear sounds that suddenly seem more clear and wonderful than before. Maybe they'll get to see the stars and notice so much more that their human eyes couldn't before. Who knows! It's for them to discover now.

All in all, awesome chapter! Glad it's not canon, but very glad it exists and that I got to read it!

Hey, babe! Oh my gosh, that makes me so happy to hear that ;-; I'm really glad it's the good kind, too ♥

Ahh, that's exactly it! Y/N is getting slammed with one world-twisting event right after the other and basically has to go "Okay" because how does one process everything like that all at once?? But it did help soften the blow of Sun/Moon's true nature revealed, so that's one good thing out of that entire mess! I believe I've said this before but the canon reveal will go differently than in The Lost Episode. Very differently.

Oh yes, Y/N is not going to be okay with drinking blood for a long time, if at all. It's just so haunting and despicable by its nature, but, Y/N promised to stay, so they're going to do their best to adapt, even if they hate themselves for it.

Y/N's going to miss the Sun the most, but they do have Sun to make up for it ♥

Awww, yes, I love that! Sun/Moon showing Y/N the good things about their new state of existence and how their senses can reveal so many beautiful things, too ;-;

Thank you so much for reading!!! ♥ ♥ ♥

[thefanficmonster]

Burden of Evil

Andrew x Reader (Male) & (Past) Abraham x Reader (Male)

Warnings: Death, Blood, Homophobia (set in the 17th century), Talk of The Devil/Possession, Angst, Spoilers for the game Little Hope

Genre: Angst, Romance

Summary: Two clueless college students are finally brought to the realization if they aren't honest to themselves and to one another, there will be many things that they'll lose. And all it takes for them to come to that realization is a trip back to the past - quite literally.

Requested by @j-st-patricks-day Hi dear! So sorry it has taken me so long to fulfill your request but here it finally is! Hope you enjoy reading it and hope it makes the wait worth it! Love, Vy ❤

Y/D/N - Your Double's Name

"Is everyone ok?" Is the first thing Y/N remembers after he wakes up to the darkness around him, illuminated by a flame-like light.

"Y/N doesn't seem to be." Taylor's voice reaches him through the fog of confusion and disorientation. It has a naturally teasing and sarcastic tone to it which is perfectly regular considering it's Taylor who's in the question here.

"He could be seriously hurt!" Another voice he recognizes sounds from somewhere nearby, practically right next to him. It's no doubt Andrew.

"Relax..." Daniel, his other friend, says leisurely, "He's got a brick head."

"My ribs aren't as solid though." The brick-headed guy in question finally opens his eyes to look around at the five concerned faces looking down at him now with slight confusion, "Nah, seriously, I think I fractured my rib."

"Well, you're the one with the medical expertise. If you say you fractured your rib, we're gonna believe you." Unlike Taylor, his other classmate's - Angela's voice is a lot less pleasant to hear and is laced with pure mockery of his situation.

It goes without saying that those two never got along and a bus crash is not damn near enough to change that.

"Deal. Oh, and what's your expertise, by the way?" With Andrew and Daniel helping him to his feet, Y/N's verbal venom proves to never have been stronger, unlike his body in its current state.

Angela just scoffs in displeasure and turns away, taking a few steps as if she's gonna go anywhere on her own. Taylor gives him the biggest thumbs up, barely containing vocal laughter to avoid her classmate's side-eye.

Rolling his eyes, he ushers the group onward with the intention of searching for transport to get them out of here and to a hospital as soon as possible.

"Thanks for the help." Y/N sees everyone's distractedness as an opportunity to change lanes and walk closer to Andrew, taking a moment to express his gratitude.

"Nothing to thank me for." The other boy, semi-flustered, waves his shaky hand dismissively, "Glad you're ok. You gave us quite the scare when you remained the last one knocked out."

He can't help but chuckle, the smile remaining on his face, a little thoughtful, "Well, I sincerely apologize. However, as Taylor said, I have a brick for a head so you shouldn't worry."

Andrew manages a smile himself as he glances at his friend, taking in the fact that he really doesn't appear to have a visible scratch or bruise on his head. Well...except...

"Doesn't seem to be so tough after all." He points out, nodding his head towards Y/N's forehead where a cut resides.

Y/N's hand immediately shoots up, fingers gently tapping the left side of his forehead just to wince and pull his hand away, his finger now coated with a bit of blood, not enough to have him concerned.

"It's a diversion, no one can know my powers." He winks, unintentionally sending a flock of butterflies to roam Andrew's stomach.

Little do they both know, it's mutual. Unfortunately though, by now it's more than obvious that they'd much rather suffer in silence, suffocated by their feelings than express them out lout to one another.

And little do they both know how obvious it is for the rest of the group.

"You think we should split up?" John's voice suddenly cuts through the bubble they had unintentionally created around themselves, reserved only for the two of them.

It's a fair question, seeing as how the group has arrived at the base of a fork in the road.

While Andrew is stalling, Y/N speaks up first, "And do the basic horror movie move that leads to the death of each and every one of us?"

Taylor rolls her eyes, "My thoughts exactly."

Daniel pipes in as well, but unfortunately for Y/N and Taylor, he jokes instead of backing them up, "You two clearly watch too many horror movies."

"Enough with the banter, damn it. Can you grow up for at least a few moments and realize this is a serious issue and that we're literally stuck here?!" Of course, if someone is gonna express their repulsion to making light of a shitty situation it's gonna be Angela which clearly surprises no one.

"You first." Y/N says, cool as a cucumber as he side-eyes Angela, earning him a slight nudge to the ribs from Daniel and a laugh from Taylor, one she failed to suppress.

"Alright, some of us seriously need to be kept away from one another." John steps in to deflate the balloon of tension before it explodes. "Andrew, take Y/N and go down the left path. Daniel and Taylor, you can take the right. Angela, you and I are going straight."

"Anything to get away from him." She mutters, glaring at that smug Y/N who seems as unbothered as ever. Truth be told, he rarely is bothered.

"Feeling's mutual." He bows his head slightly out of faux respect. This time, thankfully, Andrew drags him away before the situation could escalate.

Five minutes of walking in silence later, Andrew can no longer hold back the question roaming his mind.

"Why do you and Angela find it so hard to stand each other?" He asks, slowing down his pace.

Y/N copies his actions, matching the walking speed with Andrew's, "Can anyone really stand that woman? She's exhausting!"

The other boy takes the chance to scoff, "John apparently can."

"Poor fool."

This response only puts Andrew in deeper thought, giving him not even a fragment of the answer he was looking for. "No, seriously, why don't you get along?"

Y/N huffs as if stuck at a dead-end. It's more than obvious he doesn't want to reply to the question. But, nevertheless, he does just that.

"She's a blackmailer, to put it lightly." He sighs heavily, "She knows something about me I don't want anyone knowing and she's threatening to expose me any moment. Luckily, I have some leverage as well."

"What's she got on you?" It's too late to backtrack now, not to say Andrew would want to do that considering he's only gotten more curious thanks to the answer he just got.

"You want me to do her job by telling you? Hell nah." Y/N laughs half-heartedly, refusing to turn his head to look at Andrew who, on the contrary, is staring directly at him as if that will reveal what's going on in his friend's head.

"Suit yourself, but if you tell people yourself, you take away her power over you." He suggests, eyebrows slightly raised to emphasize his statement.

Y/N briefly catches that look via side glancing but is quick to fixate his gaze on the road ahead as he contemplates agreeing with Andrew's idea. It's logical and sensible, however, it would also put an end to one of the most important friendships in his life and he's not sure whether he could handle that. But then again, he could also open a new chapter, better than the previous one which seems just about worth the risk.

"Well..." he sighs, "You see, the thing is..."

Before either of them could say another word, they're startled by a hand that suddenly grabs Y/N's arm, holding it in a tight, painful grip. Turning their heads to the side, they see a corpse-like person who vaguely resembles Y/N. The demon lets out a scream before everything goes dark for a moment. Once the black fog lifts, Andrew and Y/N are shown an unfamiliar and disturbing scene.

Despite the unfamiliarity of the scene, there's two things that are eerily recognizable - the two of them. They are there, in the scene, in that clothing, speaking in that accent.

And one of them is bound in chains, held by two me on the dock above a river while the other is held back as he desperately tries to run over to the bound one.

"The soul of thee bound in front of you is now a property of the Devil himself. Y/D/N allowed for his soul to be manipulated by evil, his mind drawn away from the path of God, straying into the darkness with the intention of polluting all of Little Hope with his malice. That is to be stopped today." A priest announces as he too stands on the dock, foot the heavy object that is connected to Y/N's double by the chains he's bound with - clearly an item heavy enough to keep the poor man under water even if he could attempt to swim. "Abraham happens to be one of the unfortunate souls, corrupted by this man's evil. But the town will be saved, the burden of evil will be lifted when this manifestation of the Devil will be erased from our town forever!"

"It is not wrong to love, Reverend!" Y/D/N shouts, "Loving someone dearly is not a burden of evil! You are! You are the only one polluting this place with your stench of evil! Little Hope will fall, and that will be nobody else's but yours doing Reverend!"

One of the men on the dock uses the sharp wooden branch in his hand to silence Y/D/N, hitting him on the forehead, causing blood to trickle down his face as his head leans forward, disoriented after the hit.

"If you lay another finger on him, I swear to-" Abraham too receives a punch to the stomach to be put in silence. However, that doesn't stop him from letting out the most heart-shattering 'No!' ever heard as the men push Y/B/D into the river.

"A man is not to love another man, not under God's and my eyes. The Devil will not prevail." The Reverend's words are haunting, voice menacing and satisfied.

It's over just like that, one splash and he disappears beneath the water never to be seen or heard from again.

And then all of a sudden, with no explanation whatsoever, Andrew and Y/N find themselves back on the path, feeling lightheaded and disoriented.

"What the fuck just happened?" Y/N mutters, placing his hand on his knees leaning down to catch his breath as though he just ran a marathon.

A red drop falls on the cement below, causing him to frown and straighten his posture.

"Your forehead's bleeding." Andrew points out, ripping a piece of his shirt off with shaky hands so he can put it on his friend's forehead. "Hold it there, it'll stop the bleeding."

Y/N nods slightly but quickly take a step back, "The bleeding is the last thing we need to worry about now, Andrew. What the fuck was that? How did that happen?"

"I-I don't know....you...died?" The other boy stammers, hand resting on his head as if that will help him comprehend the events that took place, "They killed you."

He shakes his head, "He maybe looked like me but he sure as hell wasn't." He lifts his gaze to look at Andrew, "That man, he was a copy of you."

"I know....it's fucking insane." He too sighs tilting his head up to look at the dark sky. "How are we gonna explain this to the others? They're never gonna believe us."

"Who gives a sh-"

Before Y/N could finish his sentence, a gurgling comes from the river next to the road, grabbing their attention instantly. The two frozen college students stare at the bubbles forming in the water, rushing to its surface until fear strikes them like a bullet: a disgusting monstrous hand appears above the bubbles, along with a demonic growl that sends them running down the path with no guarantee they're gonna get anywhere safe.

Luckily they get to a wall - easy to climb for them but definitely not for the creature following them. They've got a pretty good advantage considering the demon can't even get up on two feet, bound by chains, crawling at a very non-threatening speed.

Once over the wall the two stop to actually catch their breath, looking at one another to confirm it wasn't just an individual hallucination even thought it clearly wasn't.

Y/N's the first one to return to his senses, approaching Andrew to put his hand on his shoulder, "Hey....hey are you ok?"

Andrew doesn't reply. Instead, he wraps his arms around Y/N, engulfing him in a hug. Though surprised, Y/N is quick to reciprocate, returning the same amount of vulnerability and relief in the embrace.

"Are you?" Andrew asks.

"As long as you are ok, I am too."

"What on Earth happened to you two?"

Looking up but still refusing to let go of one another, they're met with the rest of the group.

"Way more than you'd be able to believe." Andrew says, pulling away first, running a hand through his hair awkwardly.

"Well, well, well. Y/N, looks like I no longer have material to blackmail you. I really can't believe you got the guts to confess but..."

"What are you talking about!?" Y/N is glaring daggers at her, if looks could kill Angela would've been killed so many times by now.

"Confess what?" Andrew inquires.

"Nothing!" He hurries to shut down his friend's curiosity. "Really, nothing. Can we just drop it?"

"Y/N." Daniel and Taylor say in unison as if scolding a child.

Finding himself backed up in a corner, he can finally relate to his double: love is not the burden of evil. Love is a burden of its own. It can be a crushing weight on one's shoulders or a pair of wings.

It can be either hell or cloud nine. It's always a risk, a gamble, one only brave people take.

Y/N has never been a brave person. But it's never too late to turn thing around, is it?

"Fine, fuck it, fine. But I don't want an audience, thank you." He sighs in frustration, waving them off.

"What is happening?" John whispers to Angela, just to be dragged away without receiving an answer.

Once the others get to a good distance away from them, Y/N turns to look at a very confused Andrew, feeling like the biggest coward under his gaze.

"So, the thing is..."

Andrew doesn't let him finish, instead, gently takes hold of the sides of his face, planting a delicate, soft kiss on his lips. It ends as quickly as it began, leaving Y/N to wonder if it even happened. However, the small smile on his long time crush's face is enough confirmation to give him peace of mind.

"What a relief." Andrew says quietly, voice barely above a whisper, "If you didn't feel the same, you might've been the one with a broken rib, but I would've been the one with a broken heart."

That manages to earn him a small laugh from Y/N before he initiates another moment of utter and unbelievable bliss.

The gamble allowed Y/N's burden to turn to that aforementioned pair of wings. No more needs to be said really.