#confesses. and you will watch her die. this is what happens. do you understand.

[spiribia]

execution of the knight seraph (GONE WRONG)

[7seas-of-ryy]

I Need You | Part 7

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 8

Author’s Note: I am LOVING all of your comments on each part. So many of them either brought a smile to my face or made me actually laugh out loud, so thank you!!

Summary: You can't hide your emotions anymore and some things aren't what they seem to be.

Pairing: Azriel x Reader

Warnings: angst, talks of torture, let me know if I need to add any others :)

Azriel and Rhys came running into your room.

"What happened?" Rhys shouted as you stood there crying

Both of the Illyrians looked over to where the shattered glass laid, realizing what had happened. The shadowsinger gave Rhys a look letting him know he would fix this.

Rhys had everyone leave the house and stayed close by in case Az needed help.

"Hey, sunshine, let me help you" he barely whispered while taking steps towards you.

"You!" you screamed at him "You left me. You didn't care enough to let me know you weren't coming. And you didn't care enough to save me. I needed you and you were gone."

You took a deep breath and continued

"When they showed up to take me, I looked around for you. Thinking you would show up and save me. Now that I think about it, maybe I'm the stupid one. For believing you would choose to spend time with me instead of her for once. How stupid could I be? When I was being tortured all I wanted was to let go, to die. And not because the pain was too much, but because I knew that coming back and seeing the pity on your face would be so much worse. Seeing you finally 'care' about me because you feel guilty would break me beyond fixing." you took steps toward him as you yelled

His back was now against the wall.

"And now I'm broken! Nothing can fix this. And Cassian, poor Cassian was forced to watch while they rid me of my clothes and beat me. Why couldn't you just love me back? I needed you" You were pounding on his chest with your fists and he let you.

You could barely see through the tears. It felt nice to get some of it out. You collapsed into his chest, still yelling and crying. His arms wrapped around you, holding you to him and you both sank down to the ground. You were now resting on his lap and he held you while he cried.

"I needed you, I needed you." you cried "I need you"

"I know, I'm right here. I promise I'm not going anywhere." He spoke with his lips on your head. His own tears falling faster.

You eventually fell asleep on his lap and he carried you to his room. He laid you down on his bed and was about to go clean up the mess when you grabbed his arm.

"Please don't go" you spoke

"You want me to stay?" he wanted to make sure he heard you right.

"Yes" you stated, you couldn't keep the act up anymore. You needed your best friend back for right now. He could explain himself later.

He pulled up a chair next to his bed as you got comfortable under his covers. It was silent for a few minutes, your head was pounding from all the crying you had been doing.

"I always hoped that my mom had got away somehow and was out there looking for me." you whispered, barely audible

"Every time I went somewhere on a mission, I sent my shadows out to look for her, just in case." Azriel confessed just as soft

A small smile grew on your face, and with a million thoughts swirling through your head, you went to sleep.

You woke up the next morning and saw Az sleeping on the chair next to you. As quietly as you could, you slipped out of bed and went to your room. Everything had already been cleaned up and the guilt from the night before started to creep in.

Feyre was sitting on the edge of your bed, holding the note from Elain.

"I promise Elain truly meant well with the flowers." your High Lady told you

"I don't know why I did what I did last night, I'm sorry-" you started but she stopped you before you could finish.

"No, I would have probably done the same thing. Her note was, well, pathetic. But you have to understand that she wanted to apologize to you but was embarrassed. So, she thought the flowers would have been good for now." Feyre explained

"I was tortured and she's embarrassed?" you couldn't understand.

"When you're ready, maybe try talking to Elain? You deserve a true apology but only when you are ready. And while you're at, try talking to Cassian too. You both went through a lot together and it might help you. He won't say it but he's struggling." Feyre spoke while standing and walking over to you.

She pulled you into a hug and you let her. You leaned into her and she hugged you tighter. You were ready to accept help from your family.

You got dressed after she left and were going to head down to the kitchen to see if anyone else was up.

As you left your room, you heard a few voices coming out of Azriel's. You couldn't help but pause and listen.

"And why have you been so quiet? You were there, you saw what she went through. You should be trying to help her. Instead you've been avoiding her" Az spoke

"Alright lets stop-" Rhys started to say

"Why have I been so quiet?" Cassian asked sarcastically "Hmm let me think? Maybe it's because I stood there completely helpless while I had to watch Y/N be stabbed over and over again, dragged by her hair, relentlessly beat?!" His voice rose with every word

"And did you know, on top of all that, as she was about to be tortured in front of me, she comforted me? She told me that it was ok, that she could take it, told me to not worry about her?! He had the knife raised in his hand about to stab her, and all she could think of was to comfort me? I do not deserve her kindness and friendship. None of us do."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that." the shadowsinger told his friend

"It's fine. It's just so hard to look at her and not see the fear and pain in her eyes. I failed her and I don't know how to make that up to her." Cass responded

"Listen, she just needs us to be us right now. She needs love and support. All we can do is be there for her." Rhys told them

"I'm just happy she showed emotion last night. Having her scream at me is so much better than her pretending she's ok." Az said

So Cass wasn't disgusted with you, he just felt guilty?

You opened Azriel's bedroom door and walked straight to Cassian.

"Y/N" the male stuttered, not knowing what else to say

You wrapped your arms around him and after a moment he embraced you too. You stood like that for a couple of minutes before separating, still keeping your hands on his arms.

"If you weren't with me in that dungeon, I would've given up. I wouldn't have had the strength to keep fighting. You were there for me, and that was all I needed." you told Cass

Azriel flinched at that last sentence. He knew you didn't say it to hurt him but he will never forgive himself for what he did.

Cassian sniffled, "Well, I think I could use a drink after these past few days, shall we crack open the most expensive bottles Rhys owns?"

"Seeing as it is still morning, I think we should save the drinking until later." Rhys chuckled

The four of you laughed and it felt good. You missed this so much.

"I'll take you up on that offer, but how about after dinner?" you offered

"Sounds perfect" "I'm in" Rhys and Cass responded at the same time

The three of you looked at Az and the male smiled and nodded.

You were looking forward to hopefully having a simple night just sitting with your family and enjoying their company. But right now, you needed to find Elain.

You were exhausted pretending everything was ok, and you figured talking to her could help.

After checking the kitchen with no success, you headed to your second guess of where she was at. The garden. You spotted her immediately, bent over some beautiful flowers.

"Hello, Elain" You started

"Oh! Y/N, I wasn't expecting to talk to you so soon. Um- I need to tell you, I...well I really didn't know...." the girl choked out

She seemed so nervous and upset.

"Elain, I'm here to apologize" you spoke softly and took a seat next to her. Her eyes growing wide at your words.

"What?? No, you were kidnapped and tortured and all because I was jealous of you? No I need to apologize. I didn't know the extent of what happened to you until after I sent the flowers. I was told that you were hurt but it wasn't until last night that Rhys showed me what you went through.. I am deeply sorry" she told you

"You were jealous of me?" you questioned

"It's stupid.. after everything that occurred with Graysen, I was scared to feel that pain again. When I first got here, Azriel was so kind to me. I started to get that feeling again and was terrified of being hurt. Az was so close to you so I convinced him to stay with me. I was embarrassed that I let myself act like this over a male. I am appalled with myself." Elain admitted

"You couldn't have known those men were after me. Am I hurt that you tried to keep my closest friend from me? Yes, but you should not carry the burden and guilt of my trauma because of that... and the flowers did come off as a little insensitive" you elbowed her playfully as you spoke the last part, hoping she would see it as a sort of truce.

She looked up at you with embarrassment on her face.

"In my defense, Nesta helped me write the card, and you know she's not very good at emotional apologies" Elain said and you both giggled

After a moment, the air seemed to turn serious again.

"He couldn't have known either," she gently added, "have you talked to him yet?"

"Well, I screamed at him and blamed him for a lot of it last night but besides that, no I haven't talked to him. The problem isn't just that he stood me up that night, which led to all of this. He started drifting away from me long before that and it hurt like hell." you admitted to her

"Ask him why. Be straight forward with him and perhaps he will do the same with you." she advised you

You gave the middle Archeron sister a genuine smile and went back inside.

That wasn't as hard as you thought it would be. You felt lighter after all that clarification but there was still something big weighing you down.

You needed to find Azriel next and you had a feeling this conversation wouldn't be as easy as the last.

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[small-z24]

One-Shot: Shadows of Confession

Summary: 

What happens when Azriel tells Cassian that Cassian’s little sister Y/N is his mate?

Word Count: 1798

Warnings: None aside from an over protective Cassian 

The training grounds of the Night Court were eerily quiet, save for the distant hum of the city below. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the field where Cassian and Azriel stood, sweat gleaming on their brows from an intense sparring session.

Cassian was the first to break the silence, his voice gruff yet concerned. “You’ve been distracted lately, Az. What’s going on?”

Azriel hesitated, his heart pounding. This was the moment he’d been dreading, but he couldn’t keep it a secret any longer. He sheathed his sword and turned to face his brother. “Cassian, we need to talk.”

Cassian’s brow furrowed, sensing the seriousness in Azriel’s tone. “What is it?”

Azriel took a deep breath, his shadows swirling around him nervously. “It’s about your sister. About Y/N.”

Cassian’s eyes darkened, suspicion creeping into his expression. “What about Y/N?”

Azriel met Cassian’s gaze, his voice steady but filled with emotion. “She’s my mate.”

For a moment, there was silence. Then, like a storm breaking, Cassian’s face contorted with anger. “What did you just say?”

“Y/N is my mate,” Azriel repeated, trying to remain calm. “I’ve known for a while now, but I didn’t want to say anything until I was sure.”

Cassian’s fists clenched, his wings flaring out behind him. “My sister? You think you can just... claim her?”

“It’s not about claiming,” Azriel said, his own shadows agitated by Cassian’s reaction. “It’s a bond, something neither of us can control.”

Cassian took a step forward, his voice low and dangerous. “You think I’m going to let you, with your shadows and your darkness, anywhere near her? She’s too innocent, too pure for someone like you.”

Azriel’s heart ached at the words, but he held his ground. “I know you want to protect her, Cassian. I do too. I would never hurt her.”

Cassian’s eyes flashed with fury. “You already have! By being who you are, by being in her life, you’re putting her in danger.”

“I love her,” Azriel said quietly, the confession hanging in the air between them. “I love her more than anything. I would die to keep her safe.”

Cassian’s anger seemed to waver, uncertainty flickering in his eyes. “Do you think that makes it any easier for me to accept? She’s my little sister, Az. I’ve watched over her all her life. I can’t just... let go.”

Azriel stepped closer, his voice earnest. “I’m not asking you to let go, Cassian. I’m asking you to trust me. To trust that I will do everything in my power to protect her, to make her happy.”

Cassian’s shoulders sagged, the weight of his emotions pulling him down. “She deserves better than this, better than a life filled with shadows.”

Azriel nodded, understanding the depth of Cassian’s concern. “She does. But she’s my light in the darkness, Cassian. She’s the reason I can face my shadows.”

Cassian looked away, struggling with his conflicting emotions. Finally, he let out a heavy sigh. “Does she know?”

Azriel shook his head. “Not yet. I wanted to tell you first. I owe you that much.”

Cassian was silent for a long moment, the tension between them palpable. Then he looked back at Azriel, his expression softening just a fraction. “If you hurt her, Az... if you let her down in any way, I will never forgive you.”

“I won’t,” Azriel vowed, his voice unwavering. “I swear to you, Cassian. I will cherish her, protect her, and love her with everything I have.”

Cassian nodded slowly, the anger in his eyes replaced by a weary acceptance. “You better. For both your sakes.”

Azriel reached out, placing a hand on Cassian’s shoulder. “Thank you. It means more than you know.”

Cassian gripped Azriel’s shoulder in return, his expression still tense but less hostile. “Just... be good to her, Az. She deserves the best.”

“I will,” Azriel promised, feeling a surge of relief and hope. “I promise.”

As they stood there, the last light of day fading into night, Azriel knew that the hardest part was yet to come—telling Y/N the truth. But with Cassian’s reluctant blessing, he felt ready to face whatever came next, determined to build a future with the woman who had brought light into his shadows.

That evening, Azriel found himself standing outside Rhysand’s study, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts. He needed advice on how to approach Y/N, and there was no one better to turn to than Rhysand.

He knocked softly, and a moment later, Rhysand’s voice called out, “Come in.”

Azriel entered the room, closing the door behind him. Rhysand looked up from his desk, a knowing smile tugging at his lips. “Azriel. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

Azriel took a seat, his shadows restless around him. “I need your advice, Rhys.”

Rhysand leaned back in his chair, his expression serious. “What’s on your mind?”

Azriel took a deep breath. “It’s about Y/N. She’s my mate.”

Rhysand’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Y/N? Cassian’s sister?”

Azriel nodded. “Yes. And I told Cassian today. He... didn’t take it well.”

Rhysand chuckled softly. “I can imagine. Cassian can be a bit overprotective when it comes to his sister.”

Azriel sighed, running a hand through his hair. “That’s an understatement. But he gave me his reluctant blessing. Now, I need to figure out how to tell Y/N.”

Rhysand’s gaze softened. “You’re worried about how she’ll react?”

Azriel nodded. “Yes. She’s always been a bit wary of me, of my shadows. I’m afraid that the bond won’t snap into place for her, that she’ll always be a little afraid of me.”

Rhysand leaned forward, his eyes filled with empathy. “Azriel, you’ve always been good at reading people. Trust that. You know Y/N better than you think. Just be honest with her. Tell her how you feel, and let her see the real you.”

Azriel’s shadows seemed to calm at Rhysand’s words. “You’re right. I need to trust in the bond, and in her.”

Rhysand smiled. “Exactly. And remember, you’re not alone in this. We’re all here to support you, and Y/N too.”

Azriel stood, feeling a renewed sense of determination. “Thank you, Rhys. I appreciate it.”

Rhysand nodded, his smile widening. “Anytime, Az. Now go, and tell her how you feel.”

The House of Wind was alive with laughter and conversation as the Night Court gathered for dinner. The long table was filled with the Court's closest members, including Rhysand, Feyre, Mor, Amren, Cassian, Azriel, and Y/N. The warmth of camaraderie and the delicious scent of food filled the air, creating a comforting atmosphere.

Azriel, seated next to Y/N, could barely focus on the meal. His mind was preoccupied with the conversation he had with Cassian earlier that day and the advice he received from Rhysand. He glanced at Y/N, who seemed to be enjoying herself, chatting animatedly with Mor.

Cassian, seated across the table, kept a watchful eye on Azriel. His earlier anger simmered beneath the surface, and he struggled to keep his emotions in check. The knowledge that his sister and Azriel were mates weighed heavily on him.

As the meal progressed, Azriel leaned closer to Y/N, his voice low. "Y/N, can we talk after dinner? There’s something important I need to discuss with you."

Y/N turned to him, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and something else—something Azriel couldn't quite place. "Of course, Azriel. I’d like that."

Cassian’s sharp eyes caught the intimate exchange, and he felt his control slipping. His protective instincts over Y/N surged, and before he could stop himself, he slammed his fist on the table, causing everyone to jump.

“Enough!” Cassian roared, his voice echoing through the dining hall. “You think you can just whisper sweet nothings to my sister under my nose, Azriel?”

Everyone turned to look at Cassian in shock, their expressions ranging from surprise to confusion.

“What are you talking about, Cassian?” Rhysand asked, his tone calm but curious.

Cassian pointed a shaking finger at Azriel, his eyes blazing with fury. “He’s been keeping a secret from all of us. From Y/N. He’s her mate!”

Gasps filled the room, and all eyes turned to Azriel and Y/N. Azriel stood, his expression a mixture of anger and determination. “Cassian, this isn’t the way—”

Y/N rose to her feet, her face a mask of shock and dismay. “Cassian, stop! This isn’t your decision to make.”

Cassian turned to her, his voice filled with anguish. “You’re my little sister, Y/N. You don’t understand what you’re getting into. Azriel’s shadows—”

Y/N stepped closer to Cassian, her eyes flashing with determination. “I’ve known, Cassian. I’ve known for a while.”

Silence fell over the room as everyone processed Y/N’s words. Azriel looked at her in surprise. “You knew?”

She nodded, her gaze softening as she met his eyes. “Yes, Azriel. I knew. I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to scare you off. I know how much your shadows mean to you, and I wanted to give you time.”

Cassian looked between Azriel and Y/N, his anger dissipating into confusion. “You knew?”

Y/N reached out to take Cassian’s hand, her voice gentle. “Yes, and I appreciate your concern. But this is my decision. Azriel is my mate, and I trust him.”

Rhysand cleared his throat, breaking the tension. “Well, this certainly explains a lot. But Cassian, you need to trust your sister. She’s capable of making her own choices.”

Feyre nodded in agreement, her eyes warm with understanding. “And Azriel is one of the most honorable men I know. He would never hurt Y/N.”

Cassian’s shoulders sagged, the weight of his emotions finally catching up to him. “I just want her to be safe.”

Azriel stepped forward, his voice steady and sincere. “I swear to you, Cassian, I will protect her with my life. She is everything to me.”

Y/N smiled, her heart swelling with love for both her brother and Azriel. “And I love him, Cassian. Please, trust us.”

Cassian sighed, finally relenting. “Alright. But if you ever hurt her, Azriel—”

“I won’t,” Azriel promised, his eyes locking with Y/N’s. “I swear.”

As the tension eased, Rhysand raised his glass, a smile playing on his lips. “To new beginnings, and to the bonds that make us stronger.”

Everyone raised their glasses, the mood lightening once more. Y/N took her seat next to Azriel, their hands entwined under the table. They shared a private smile, knowing that despite the challenges ahead, they would face them together.

Cassian watched them, his protective instincts still strong but tempered by the knowledge that his sister was happy. And in the end, that was all that mattered.

[everybody-loves-purdy]

I’ve seen a few people lately share what warriors characters they think represent the seven deadly sins, and I’ve had a think about it too and come to my own conclusions. And I thought it would be fun to include a relevant quote for each one.

Wrath : Darktail

But it wasn't a claw Darktail lowered toward him. It was his head, as he bent down to whisper in his ear. "I will destroy you, and all the Clans, for what you did to me.”

Onestar’s Confession Chapter 29

Pride : Skystar

“That’s the problem Clear Sky.” Thunder lashed his tail. “I can’t tell you anything. You think you know it all. But you don’t! You can’t tell good from bad, you never could. But you’re so determined to be ‘right’ that you’ll twist everything to prove it. If you mistook a fox for a rabbit you’d keep calling it a rabbit while it tore out your throat, just because you’d rather die than admit you were wrong.”

A Forest Divided - Chapter 12

Lust: Ashfur

“Are you ready to fight me?” Squirrelflight demanded. “Because that’s what you’ll have to do, if you want to stop me.”

“No, I don’t want to harm you,” Ashfur meowed. “I still love you.”

Squirrelflight’s only response was to turn away from him with a disgusted hiss. Ashfur blinked and looked away briefly with a dip of his head. To Shadowsight’s surprise, he seemed genuinely hurt, as if he couldn’t believe that the dark ginger she-cat had rejected him. How could Ashfur possibly think Squirrelflight would go along with him, now or ever? Shadowsight wondered. Then he realized that Ashfur wasn’t thinking straight at all. His obsession with Squirrelflight was making him ignore what was right in front of him.

“Why are you forcing me to do this?” he asked plaintively. “If you would just admit that you love me, I could stop.”

The Place of No Stars Chapter 15

Greed: Tigerstar (I)

As Fireheart said good-bye to Yellowfang and went back to hunting, he felt a new surge of determination to bring Tigerclaw's guilt into the open. For the sake of Redtail, murdered; for Ravenpaw, driven from the Clan; for Cinderpaw, crippled. And for all the Clan cats, both now and to come, who were in danger from Tigerclaw's greed for power.

Forest of Secrets Chapter 4

Gluttony: Slash

Juniper grunted. “We shouldn’t have to go hunting when food is rotting in camp.”

“Why doesn’t Slash share it?” Raven growled angrily. “He gives the best pieces to Splinter and Beetle and leaves the rest to turn sour when we’re eating scraps.”

Path of Stars - Chapter 12

Sloth: Sol

"Ask me if Sol joined in the fight," Pod rasped. Brambleclaw cocked his ears. "Well?"

"He didn't raise a single claw to help us," the old tom growled. "He wasn't even there to watch! He just strolled in here while we were licking our wounds."

"What happened then?" Brackenfur asked. Jingo twitched her ears. "If he'd admitted he was wrong, it might have been different. But he insisted that we were the ones who decided to fight, and it wasn't his fault that we lost. Then he sat down and started washing himself, and asked Jet to bring him some food."

Sunrise Chapter 11

Envy: Mapleshade

"I earned my place in the Dark Forest. But what made it worse was that the father of my drowned kits took a RiverClan mate! He promised he would only love me! They had a daughter, and she had a son, and do you know who that son was?"

Crookedstar shook his head, trying to keep up. “Shellheart," Mapleshade snarled. "Your father." Her paws were trembling. "Do you see now? Do you understand?"

"Understand what?"

"You mouse-brain! My kin should have been the leader of RiverClan, not his! If ThunderClan hadn't driven me across the river, my kits would never have died. If RiverClan hadn't rejected me, I'd be their father's mate, not some fish-hearted RiverClan queen." Her breath was coming in gasps now. "I’ve endured so much betrayal! So many cats have hurt me beyond measure. And then you came, destined for so much greatness, when you should never have been born!"

Crookedstar’s Promise Chapter 39

[fantasylandbitch]

Summary: While Danny is out with Ethan to get a few of his favorite snacks, he doesn't realize that Ethan is setting up to kill one of your friends. At the apartment Sam tries her best to apologize and accommodate you while you both try to hide your relationship not realizing some of them know but soon secrecy brings jealousy. 

Warning: Long Chapter, Fluff, 18+ A Little Spicy 18+, Self Deprecation, Family Therapy, Creepy Ethan

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 2.5 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 4.5 Chapter 5 Chapter 5.5 Chapter 6 Chapter 6.5 Chapter 7 Chapter 7.5 Chapter 8 Chapter 8.5 Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9.5 Coming Soon)

"Y/n..I'm sorry for leaving you in the bathroom so abruptly" Sam apologized to you before looking down at the ground and then up at your e/c eyes. Then your eyes surprised her. What about them that surprised her? It was how your eyes looked, they held a certain level of judgment but also held understanding and comfort for her. "I wasn't expecting you to recall what happened to you so soon" she voiced as she tried to hold eye contact with you but under the kitchen lights, your gentle gaze made her nervous. 

"Sam" you spoke softly, taking her hand and guiding her to sit on a stool with you near the island. "I don't remember a lot of what happened to me...just bits and pieces, I can't make sense of them yet" you voiced as you thought of your next words carefully. "However, you could have told me how you felt instead of leaving me to wonder if I had done something wrong," you told her with honesty, and just as Sam was going to open her mouth you stopped her. "I don't blame you for what happened to me and you shouldn't feel responsible for whatever transpired before."

"But I do, Y/n, because if I hadn't left Ethan with you, you wouldn't be here wounded and trying to piece together what happened. If only I had known Ghost Face was going to target you...I would have stayed," Sam confessed, her leg bouncing with anxiety before she averted your gaze once again.

You let out a light sigh as you look at Sam. "If you had been there instead of Ethan then I feel like the outcome would've played out differently," you said to her. Your words bounced in every corner of her mind as Sam turned her head to you, she thought about the worst outcomes had she switched places with Ethan that night. She knows that Ghost Face would have played dirty like using one of you to lure the other out as one of you would have to watch the other die in some way or suffer much worse. The thought brought tears to Sam's eyes as she nodded in agreement, nevertheless, you reached out to comfort her. You place your hand on her thigh, unaware that Mindy was observing the interaction.

At the couch, Mindy's eyes widened as she watched your hand touch Sam's thigh to comfort her. Then she turns her head to Tara who's sitting next to her before whispering "Tara? Tell me how do you know someone is gay without telling me they're gay?" making the little Carpenter turn her head to her sister and you because she thought who else would Mindy be talking about.

Then Tara saw your gentle squeeze on her sister's thigh, Sam covering your hand with her own before pulling your stool closer to hers, making you laugh. She then watches as her older sister leans her shoulder against you, then uses your shoulder as a pillow before you say something to Sam that she can't hear. Tara watches as her older sister lifts her head to look at you and how you move your right hand to wipe something off her face before slowly leaning in to kiss her. Tara believes your exchange with her sister was supposed to be private. But in the end, it brought a tiny smile to Tara's face. She was reminded of the days when she and Amber were seeing each other, calling each other up to see how the other was doing and making plans to go on a date, and how she would call Amber to come over to the house so they could try some alcohol that her mom forgot to lock up as they listened to music while dancing. Some part of Tara wishes she could go back in time to see Amber again but she also believes that is where her love for drinking started. She was curious at first about everything about love and the adventures of drinking, but now, she wants to forget, forget the mental and physical scarring that she had to endure in Woodsboro two years ago.

But what brought Tara back to the present was when Chad had asked a question from her lap "Hey Sam, are you or Danny cooking tonight?" He asked from the couch before sitting up. The creaking from the couch caused you and Sam to separate quickly before he could see you both exchanging your love for one another because you and Sam wanted to keep the relationship a secret until Ghost Face was dealt with.

"Uh I was planning to cook tonight," Sam says aloud as she slowly gets off the stool to walk around the island and open the fridge. "I was thinking of making chicken with rice and vegetables" she announced before checking the freezer, only to realize that she forgot to buy the vegetables. 

"Vegetables, Chicken, and Rice don't sound horrible" Chad voices as he lays back down putting his head back on Tara's lap as she slowly starts touching his hair.

"Damn it! I forgot to buy the vegetables" she says annoyed because she was looking forward to eating the vegetables.

"Hey hey Sam, it's okay maybe I could make dinner tonight" you chimed from your seat as you watched your girlfriend simmer down before closing the freezer door to look at you.

"Nope! Not a chance. Sam, she might kill us through our stomachs!" Chad yells, about to get up from the couch causing Tara to sigh knowing an argument is about to start.

But Mindy pushes his shoulders down before he can and slaps his forehead "Chad, if Y/n wanted to kill us, she would have done it a long time ago." She said showing whose side she was on before continuing her thoughts "And Chad? I will support almost any relationship you get into because as you know I'm gay and I’m your sister, but how deep in Ethan's ass are you in or is it the other way around?" And your brows rose at Mindy's choice of words.

Her actions caused Chad to rub his forehead as he started to sit up on the couch to face her. "What kind of question is that!?" He yells before standing up causing Tara to scoot over to the other end of the couch as she exchanges a look with her sister from across the room. "Nothing is going on between me and Ethan and as your older brother, could you refrain from asking me questions like that?!" Chad asks, yelling at his sister once again. Sam crosses her arms and gave a heavy sigh before looking over at you as she notices how you're leaning your head to the side so you can better listen to the conversation behind you.

"As if, I'm the oldest! But whatever, whoever came out of moms coochie first is irrelevant right now Chad, the point is why are you all up Ethan's ass and not having a mind of your own? We're all supposed to be on the same team because Ghost Face is coming after all of us, he's not cherry picking here" Mindy said sternly, mad that her brother is still up in arms about you attacking Ethan and now he thinks you're going to kill everyone at dinner time.

"I'm not up Ethan's ass. He's my roommate. I care about his safety and knowing he was knocked out in that basement and then attacked by Y/n makes me feel protective." Chad voices honestly as he gave a heavy sigh before dragging his hands down his face "We already lost Quinn and I don't want to lose anyone else so forgive me if I don't trust Y/n right now."

"Is this related to your ex?" Mindy questions her brother, the smoke leaving her ears as she calms down. "Is it because you couldn't save her that now you feel responsible for your roommate?" She asked another question, seeing a connection between what happened then and what is happening right now.

"Now why would you bring up my ex like that Mindy? That was two years ago." Chad asked back, hurt but open to hearing what his sister had to say.

"Because for some of us, two years ago.." Mindy starts before looking over at Tara and then at Sam. "Felt like yesterday, I was at Amber's house party and sucking faces with a girl before settling on the couch later that night to watch Uncle Randy on TV before Ghost Face showed up. But that party that ended in a shit show? It hasn't stopped me from going to other parties and meeting people which is how I met my beloved Anika."

"That's the thing Mindy," Chad said earnestly. "You handled what happened two years ago differently than I do. I still go to parties too, with you, Tara, and now Ethan. But I can't shake the fear of losing more people I'm close to." His words hung heavy in the air causing you to turn your head toward the island, your expression portraying a sense of defeat. Without a word, you reach for a piece of paper and a pen on the island, writing something down. Sam watched as you pushed the piece of paper toward her, your disappointment was evident on your face.

Then Sam picks up the piece of paper reading it over as she realizes that it's a recipe for dinner that she would be able to make "It's called Blood Pasta uh?" Sam asked you, amused by the name while you pouted on the other side of the island so she walked over to you. Then Sam places her hands on either side of your body, caging you between herself and the island before lightly pressing her chest up against your back and lowering her head down. "Why don't you help me make it? '' She whispers into your ear as her breath tickles the little hairs on your skin making you smile and her smile widens. She wants to know you in every way possible and seeing your smile means a lot to her.

"Well, technically I could but Sam it's a fairly simple meal to make," You tell her, causing Sam to take her hands and place them near your knees as she begins tracing circles in thought.

Then Sam stops moving her hands, allowing you to pay attention to them as you anticipate her next move before she slowly drags her hands down your thighs causing you to take a deep breath. The feeling of her hands on your thighs is soothing and light to the touch but you don’t realize that she is intentionally teasing you until after she takes it up a notch. Sam starts to drag her nails down the rest of your thighs making you lean back into her chest as you spread your legs, mistakenly, Sam thought you were giving her more access to do what she wanted to you until you quickly clasp her hands when they get closer to your crotch and stand up.

"Fine! Fine, I'll help you make the damn Blood Pasta!" you said aloud, feeling flustered while behind you Sam stepped out of the way watching you hurriedly get up from the stool with a smirk. But when you turn around to face your girlfriend you catch her smirk at the last second before she changes it to a smile, and when you go to look up at her you find half lidded eyes looking back at you. You can feel the blood rush to your face, it's because you can almost imagine what dirty thoughts she might be thinking while gazing into your eyes. "Saaam" You stretched her name and she smiled. Sam won’t admit it to you but she's always loved the sound of your voice whenever you say her name or become talkative because your voice sounds smooth yet husky to the drums in her ears. But it didn’t stop her from watching you take a walk around the island passing the front door as you made your way over to get the pot from the drying rack. "There are children in the apartment..behave yourself" you giggled while trying to keep your cool in front of her family as you brought the pot to the sink.

But Sam couldn't help herself as she walked in the opposite direction and towards the cabinets. While walking over to you, her eyes gravitated toward a place that held one of the knives you threw at Ethan earlier, and for a minute she wondered. ‘How much strength did you use to have a knife sticking out of a cabinet door?’ she thought before she took residence near the sink, waiting for the pot to fill up with water alongside you. "Y/n '' she calls your name, studying your side profile before you turn your head to look at her and even then she tries to burn your face into her memory. "Try-" she started when she noticed the water in the pot was about to fill up so she leaned over to turn the faucet off before pulling on her hoodie that you're wearing "Not to take it personally."

Sam said next which made you scoff, the sound making her smile drop a little because she understands from personal experience what it feels like to be the bad guy in everyone's eyes. "I'll try not to take it so personally...Also six feet Sam," you told her, making Sam tilt her head like a dog as her brows furrowed with confusion. "We can't keep this" you smile while pointing your finger at her and then at yourself "a secret if you're always trying to touch me."

Your words cause Sam to smile "True but can you blame me?" She asks you, her brows relaxing as she looks at your eyes and then at your lips. With Sam eyeing you this way, she only makes your smile widen as big as hers and you nod repeatedly in front of her. Then you both hear the couch creak again making you both turn your heads to see Tara stand up before Sam asks "Boundaries right? Then can you take a step back for me? I don't want to spill all this water and make you wet now. That would be a lot to clean up."

You hear her say, her words making you laugh “Yeah, okay, sure” you say mid laugh before you accidentally snort. The unexpected snort made Sam laugh after she put the pot on the stove and you laughed even harder while covering your face as Tara walked into the kitchen.

"Hey you two, need any help with dinner?" Tara asked you both with a smile after witnessing you and her sister laughing in the kitchen. 

"Um sure," you say to her as you look over at Sam briefly, your girlfriend shrugging before you open the fridge to find one package of chicken. "Here, take this chicken please," you say to Tara, handing her one package to put on the island. "Thank you...now I just have to find the last one…but uh make sure you take off the skin" you say aloud trying to find the last package of chicken but Sam steps in by putting her hand on your shoulder.

“Here, let me get the last package for you so you don't open up your stitches” Sam voices, concerned about your wounds reopening before she bent over to find the package of meat for you in the fridge. However, when you turn away to find a butter knife to open the package of chicken ahead of time Tara opens the freezer to get an ice pop then forgets to close the door. Upon finding the package of chicken for dinner, Sam goes to stand up when her head makes contact with the freezer door. “OW!” Sam yells causing you to whip your head around to look at her “Tara! What is with you and not closing doors lately!?” She yells at her little sister before handing the package to you.

"Oooh, please! That was two times Sam I’ll make sure to close the door next time" Tara spoke back to her sister. Her backtalk makes Sam walk over to her to flick her in the forehead but you stop Sam by stepping in front of her to talk to Tara. 

“Tara, all your sister is trying to say is that she would appreciate it if you would be mindful of others in the apartment and close the doors..” you started and Sam who is behind you is secretly mouthing.

‘You are so lucky that Y/n is standing between us’ Sam mouthed to her sister as she made faces at her causing Tara to smirk and you to turn your head briefly to Sam before looking back at Tara.

“Do you understand where she’s coming from Tara? She just wants everyone to keep their limbs intact and their heads on their shoulders” you say next causing Tara to nod in agreement. 

“Fine, I will take that into consideration” Tara replied before taking the butter knife from you to open a package of chicken while you look for another butter knife to use when Sam offers one in your peripherals. Then you turn to reach out and grab it from her but are met with some resistance so you look up at Sam only to make eye contact with the same dark figure behind her eyes from the other night. 

“Sam?” you called her name before you saw the dark figure in her eyes take up most of her irises slowly bringing you into a trance as if the dark figure behind them was testing if you would submit or stand your ground. But much to the dark figure’s dismay in Sam, the creature that occupies your irises stands tall and fierce. Your expression gradually shifts from curious to pissed off and quizzical, unsure of what to make of Sam’s eyes. But unlike Sam’s darkness, which is rooted in the twisted legacy passed down from her father through blood, the creature within you is an enigma. You know of the creature within you from attacking Ethan, yet its origins remain a mystery, a shadow lurking in the corners of your mind.

"Sam, are you and Y/n having a staring contest right now?" Tara asks from behind you as you come back to your senses, the creature in your eyes retreating quickly, you turn your head to look at Tara before looking back at Sam’s eyes as you watch the light walk back into them. 

"Uh? Um, we were I think but um here you go Y/n" Sam replied to Tara confused, handing you the butter knife before she noticed the water was boiling on the stove so she tended to it. "SO what do we throw into the pot first?" She asks out loud before picking up the piece of paper from earlier "Okay first the salt" she says to herself as she gets the salt from the cabinet before reading the little paper again like she was working at a restaurant.

But you just momentarily stare at Sam before turning your back on her to open the other package of chicken she gave you wondering what to make of what just happened in the kitchen as you skinned it."Clear the way!" Tara yells, making Sam step out of her way while Sam watches Tara and you bring the chicken over to put into the pot to get boiled. 

"Now" you paused as Sam turned to the sink to turn on the faucet so you and her sister could wash your hands "We wait," you said last as your eyes wandered to Sam’s face.

While you, Tara, and Sam are waiting for the chicken to boil, you three hear someone using their keys to unlock the front door to the apartment as Chad makes his way over to the kitchen to get a drink after talking to his sister while you throw the skin from the chicken into the trash can.

“Took you guys a long time,” Chad says aloud as he watches Danny and Ethan walk into the apartment with some grocery bags.

“Got lost?” Sam asked Danny before her eyes shifted to Ethan, her instincts telling her to watch out for him as he might be a threat to you.

“No, not necessarily, while walking to a bodega nearby Ethan and I were talking about life until we lost each other in the middle of a crowd. It turned out his shoelace had come undone so he found refuge in an alleyway to tighten his shoe while I tried to find a vantage point to see where he was” Danny answered her before noticing you walking over to the pot to examine the water with Tara and then looked back at Sam.

“Yeah that was my bad, I should have said something sooner to you before stepping out of the way to fix my shoe. I’m sorry about that.” Ethan apologized to Danny, feeling bad for giving him a freight before looking at you and Tara at the stove.

“Hey, Sam, can you get the chicken bones from the pot for us?” Tara asked, causing Sam to turn around to look at what was going on.

“Sure,” she says, putting a mitten on so she wouldn’t burn herself from the steam, and then got a large spoon to hook the chicken bones onto “Wow look at the color of that water,” Sam says aloud smiling at the pot before breaking the spaghetti noodles in the box and emptying the contents into the pot.

Then everyone in the apartment waits at their respective spots for dinner such as Danny, Chad, and Ethan hanging out in the living room to watch whatever Mindy had put on while Mindy, Tara, Sam and You hung out around the island in the kitchen and every so often look at the TV when a scene happens to catch one of your eyes.

But there was a particular scene that caught Sam’s eye on TV, it depicted a serial killer running after a girl down a hallway similar to what she believes might have happened to you at your apartment. The scene causes Ethan's story to resurface but as she thinks more about it, his story doesn't make much sense to her 'Why would you have hit Ethan over the head if he was trying to help you restore the electricity?' she pondered, unable to reconcile his account with her perception of you. Though she felt your gaze on her, her thoughts continued to race. 'Ghost Face wouldn't spare anyone...Did he not see Ethan in the basement with you?' she continued, questioning the consistency of Ethan's narrative and Ghost Face's true intentions.

While across the room, Ethan is replaying what he did to you at your apartment while watching the same film on TV. The scenes on the screen slowly make him smile at the thought of deceiving you by being your semi dependable friend to becoming Ghost Face and making your blood run cold in front of him. Ethan can practically feel himself getting excited all over again from remembering your earlier encounters and the expressions you’ve made but the feeling soon disappears when he remembers the amount of strength you revealed to him on two occasions. The first is when you slammed him against the corner of a wall to save Anika and the second one is from when you disarmed him and then tried to kill him earlier that morning. The very thought causes him to lock his jaw and look over at you, as he contemplates how to get rid of you before you can do further damage to a much bigger plan that has yet to be set in motion even though his foreman would rather have you join them despite what they did to you. Ethan believes that if his boss truly wanted to have you join their team of killers they would try to convince you themselves and not have him the shy and dorky guy to be the middleman when he's supposed to remain shy, irritated and scared for his life so Chad could take care of him. 

But Ethan's gaze on your figure doesn't go unnoticed because Sam glares at him from across the room even though you're sitting right in front of her, she can't help but feel protective over you. However, despite how she feels about Ethan's story she doesn't like that his stare seems almost predatory so she pulls your stool closer to her body. 

The sudden movement of your stool moving beneath you causes you to have a mini heart attack because your body for a second fell backward but to counter the loss of balance you hook your right leg around Sam’s left and place your left hand on her right thigh. “Holy shit Sam, a little warning would have been nice,” you said to her and Sam lowered her head a little with a tilt before looking up at you.

“You're right. I’m sorry for doing that to you” she apologized to you before she purposely moved her left hand to rub the side of your right thigh, making sure that Ethan was aware and watching her as she briefly looked over at him, her hand settling on your calf next as his jaw grew tight. “Got something on your mind, Y/n?” she asked you, as she turned her head before noticing how quiet you were while examining her face, specifically her eyes. 

“Mm,” you started, taking a deep breath as you paused to think of what you were going to say, your mind still wondering about the phenomenon that your girlfriend’s eyes went through an hour ago. However, you were at a loss for words as if your brain had left your body, your eyes shifting from her onyx brown orbs to her lips and then back at her eyes again before taking the opportunity to turn your body fully toward the island to hide your red face as Sam started to smile at you.

“Oh, cat got your tongue Y/n?” Mindy asked for both herself and Tara because they were paying attention to how you and Sam were conversing just moments ago as you sat there baffled in front of them.

“Yeah and what did I say about hanging around my sister?” Tara said afterward as Mindy and she exchanged a look before giving you a shit eating grin.

“Ha ha,” you say scoffing at them, “I can be quiet when I want to Mindy and Tara I’m not interested in your sister…we’re just friends” you countered with a smile as you looked over at your girlfriend making sure she's not offended in any way as you watch her prop her head with her hand, watching you with amusement.

After overhearing you demote yourself from being Sam’s girlfriend to friend, Danny takes the opportunity to get up from the couch to get himself a drink from the fridge but first he stops by to hug Sam from behind “What you girls are talking about over here?” He asked as you watched him snake his arms around Sam’s torso and her waist before squeezing her, causing Sam to bring her hands up to rub his toned forearms in front of you, and for a minute you felt a little jealous.

‘Maybe we should tell everyone we’re together’ you thought to yourself not noticing that Mindy is watching you intently, eating up every visual information she can pick up from you so she can tell Anika over the phone later. Tara on the other hand looks worried that you might intentionally take the closest pen near you and stab Danny in the jugular several times. However, you know in your heart, that Sam is interested in you because she’s always trying to find ways to touch and kiss you. You just don’t know if Danny knows that because he sort of acts like he’s still together with Sam in some way even now while he’s giving Sam a forehead kiss as she looks up at him, you know it's just a cover. 

Then Tara clears her throat several times to get her sister's attention as she watches you intently look at Sam unable to pull your eyes away from the fake couple but her attempts don’t work. 

But Tara’s throat clearing doesn’t go unnoticed because it certainly catches Mindy’s attention, so she watches as Tara tries to cue her older sister in on what she’s doing. Mindy looks between you and Sam when she finally picks up on what's wrong. ‘Ooooh’ Mindy thought, realizing that maybe you’re jealous of Sam for giving Danny attention and not you, which makes Mindy smile before thinking about what question to ask you. “Hey Y/n” Mindy calls your name as soon as she thinks of her question, making you turn your head to look at her.

“What's up Mindy?” you respond to your friend with a light smile because you know that Mindy could do you no wrong or so you thought.

“What were you doing before you went to Gale’s rescue?” She asked you knowing that Sam’s ears would perk up sooner or later because Kirby sort of filled everyone in while they packed themselves into your car after finding Ghost Face’s location.

“Oh um I was meeting up with a client at a restaurant called Rancho Tequileria near Gale’s home, she actually picked the place,” you told her not knowing that Mindy was going to use what little information you just told her as ammunition to spark you into a heavy conversation and make Sam get jealous.

“Oh, who's this mystery client that took you on what could have been a cute date?” she asked you, smiling to herself because not only did she get Tara to stop clearing her throat but she had Tara looking at her with a grin and Sam giving her the side eye before looking at you.

“Oh uh,” you smiled at Mindy thinking about that meeting “Her name is Melanie Rodriguez she wanted some help with designing her website for her Slay the Day salon so Erika and Luna recommended me to her a few weeks ago.” 

“Oh yeah, was she pretty in looks as well as personality? Also, Erika and Luna are the same couple who runs a Mothers Love, A Woman's Bakery right?” Mindy asked you as she became immersed in talking with you, making her forget why she was talking to you in the first place.

“Yes and I’ve been working with them for two years now going on three in September” You nodded at Mindy’s second question with a smile before talking about your client. “As for your first question, yes she was intimidatingly pretty and she was patient, decisive, and surprisingly easy to talk to despite me being initially nervous.” You say to Mindy feeling animated in front of her while Sam moves her head to get a better look at you while you talk about another woman in front of her. “It was kind of funny because at some point Melanie was looking in my direction while licking her lips…well technically it wasn’t funny I was just really confused, I couldn’t tell if she was looking at what I was eating or someone behind me.” You said aloud as Mindy’s smile grew as she remembered why she was asking you questions in the first place before looking over at Tara who was shocked by the information you just revealed. 

“What were you eating at the restaurant?” Sam asked you with a tightened jaw hoping she heard you wrong as you turned your head to her.

“I was eating this dish called um…give me a minute to look up the dish because I don’t want to butcher the name.” You told her as you pulled your phone from your pocket to look up the dish you ate from the restaurant while Sam watched your facial expressions go from focused to happy as you handed her your phone.

Sam takes your phone and looks at the screen “You ate a Molcajete de Rancho uh?” she asked you and you nodded at her with a smile as she kept her eyes on your phone before highlighting the text and searching for a photo of it. ‘This dish does look good’ she thought to herself before looking up at you briefly “What was Melanie eating?” she asked next and you thought about it.

“Well I don’t believe she was eating a lot but she had a dish called Azteca Fajitas” you replied not missing a detail as Sam looked away from your phone and at you fully. “I thought the dish sounded very cool and it smelled really good which is why I remembered the name” you explained as Sam looked down at your phone to look up a photo of Melanie's dish.

“Are you sure Melanie wasn’t looking at you when she licked her lips?” Sam asked you, her eyes narrowing at you a little as she gave you your phone back because the dish that Melanie had although delicious looking didn’t look like much to Sam in her opinion. In fact, Sam felt that the reason why Melanie didn’t eat a lot is because she was sizing you up to eat you out later that day but you just shook your head with a shrug at her question.    

Danny on the other hand was impressed by your client for being so bold around you because he knows that if a man did that to you that you would have probably retreated and honestly he wouldn’t wish that on anyone. But his thoughts couldn’t protect him from Sam’s anger and jealousy that was burning through her skin because he felt that the temperature underneath his arms was similar to a furnace which he found very unusual. Because he can’t recall seeing or feeling that kind of reaction from Sam whenever he would talk about other women in front of her assuming Sam knew he wouldn’t leave her for another person so he slowly unwraps his arms from around his ex before stepping to the side so he can get a drink. 

“Sam, unless she’s a cannibal I don’t see why she would look at me and then lick her lips,” you say to your girlfriend not understanding why she was heavily focused on Melanie’s habit of licking her lips as you recall another detail. “I wonder what attractive being behind me she was undressing,” you said next, causing Tara and Mindy to cover their mouths while Sam narrowed her eyes fully on you.

“SHE DID WHAT?” Sam yelled, startling you. She knew that the cogs in your brain were working but she didn’t expect to hear those words come out of your mouth “How can you not see that Melanie was interested in you? She was practically undressing you with her eyes!”

“I don’t see why you are so alarmed about Melanie licking her lips and undressing someone with her eyes. It’s not like it was toward me” you replied, getting frustrated because you were confused as to why your girlfriend was getting mad at you. 

“Mindy, what have you done?” Tara whispers to her and she watches as her childhood friend shrugs.

“I was just trying to help Y/n get payback” Mindy replies to Tara as she shakes her head “I didn’t think it was going to end up in their first argument'' she whispers to the smaller Carpenter sister honestly.

Sam’s eyes widened, taken aback by your response. “How can you not notice something so obvious!” Sam starts yelling again but she doesn’t realize that you don’t necessarily understand social cues all that well. 

But with the TV volume a little too loud for your liking, the heat of the room from cooking, you having a hard time understanding what Sam is trying to say and Sam yelling at you, you don’t realize that you are being overstimulated. With a clenched fist at your sides, your voice trembled with anger “News flash, Sam! I’m not you! I’m not this bodybuilder or trackstar built woman that people are conventionally attracted to. I know in my bones that Melanie is not interested in me by any means because of that!” you yell back at Sam which leaves everyone in the apartment stunned. 

As Danny slowly opens up the fridge to get a drink from the door, he leans over to look at the chicken and pasta that you and Sam made in the pot before quietly clearing his throat. “Dinner is ready,” he says in the relatively quiet room except for the TV that's on as he turns off the heat underneath the pot.

You try to take a deep breath while holding back tears from frustration. “You guys can eat. I'm not hungry right now.” You say to Danny as he nods before reaching into the cabinet above the stove to get a few bowls “I need a quiet space and time to calm down.”

You said as you looked over at Danny before turning your back on Sam, standing up then walking to Danny’s room, he chimes “You can use the spare room that I have down the hallway…because it's cool and less noisy.” Danny said a little awkwardly “It's down the hallway passed the bathroom to the left..you can’t miss it” Danny suggested to you which you followed immediately. 

When the door slammed shut behind you, Sam sat there on her stool in the kitchen, speechless. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden outburst. She had no idea that you felt that way about yourself no one in the room had. The anger and hurt in your voice echoed in her mind. It hurt her to hear you, the woman she loved talk that way, her heart sank, a mix of guilt and sorrow washing over her. She had only meant to educate you, not hurt you. 

“Um, you want me to go talk to Y/n, Sam?” Tara asked her sister, getting ready to get up from her seat to get a bowl of Blood pasta as Chad and Ethan started shuffling into the kitchen waiting to get a bowl of their own quietly. But all Sam could do was shake her head while looking down the hallway as she tried to think of something to say to you that felt genuine but she couldn't. Nothing in her head sounded right to her so she got up from her seat causing Mindy to look up at her.

“Do you have a plan to get back in Y/n’s good graces?” Mindy asked, curious to see if Sam had any idea on how to apologize to you considering that she has never brought a girl home as far as she knows. 

Once again Sam silently shook her head as she looked over at Mindy hoping just by looking at her that she could absorb some knowledge on how to apologize to you without the risk of losing you. Because even though it’s not Sam’s first time being with a woman in the capacity of loving a woman, understanding what a woman wants, and how a woman feels. It’s certainly her first time being in a committed relationship with a woman, especially a woman who she believes might be neurodiverse and she doesn’t want to fuck it up.

“Even though I still don’t trust her. I say talk to Y/n as if you're talking to any of us Sam,” Chad voices making Sam look over at him by the front door eating the Blood pasta that you and her made together. He gives Sam the much needed push to get her away from the kitchen. “My god this dinner is so good” he whispers to himself as Sam secretly smiles at his reaction to the food before she slowly makes her way down the hallway.

In the bedroom that you reside in at the end of the hallway, you are berating yourself for how you reacted. “Y/n why did you do that!? You should have just agreed to what she was saying to you! You had one job to not fuck this relationship up and you can’t even do that correctly!” you say to yourself as you walk back and forth in the small room. “Sam is going to leave you because…because you're too much,” you say to yourself as Sam stood outside the room with her hand hovering over the door knob not understanding why you would say such things to yourself when she knows you were just voicing how you felt to her at the island.

Then Sam knocks on the door to get your attention “Y/n, can I come in?” She asks through the door hoping to hear a reply from you but she doesn’t. It makes her wonder what you might be doing in the spare room. Like if you're standing still on the other side waiting for her to leave or perhaps waiting for her to bust the door down. “Y/n? Y/n, I just want to talk. I’m not here to yell at you” Sam said next hoping you would understand that there is a gentle third option before hearing you shuffle towards the door and slowly unlock it for her. 

After you unlock the door Sam gently enters the room before closing and locking the door behind her, the clicking sound entering your ears as you turn around to face her but not before turning on the lamp in the small room you both occupy.

“Oh, you didn’t have to put on the lights Y/n. I would have been able to see you in the dark” Sam says as she turns around to face you with gentle tired eyes. She then notices the tear stains on your cheeks and the glassy look in your eyes. It is clear to her that you might be more sensitive than most people, especially with how quickly you became frustrated with the topic. 

“I’m sorry,” you both said at the same time, inadvertently making you both laugh as you tried to dry your face with your hands. You sniffle before saying “You go first…because I don’t know what to say to you” You voice softly to your girlfriend unsure of what to say when your body is full of anxiety.

Sam can see this very clearly because you're breathing a little heavily and you're playing with the bottom of her sweater. Sam knows the signs all too well because even though she’s calm in front of you right now she is also experiencing anxiety just like you, except she's playing with her hands. “Y/n…I’m sorry for upsetting you earlier. I only meant to educate you about the signs of how someone like Melanie might like you, however, I got so caught up in being jealous about another woman hitting on you that I didn’t realize that I had frustrated you.” Sam said thoughtfully to you as she looked down at her hands that she started messaging out of nervousness.

After Sam was done talking it was your turn to speak even though your mind raced on what to say back to her. “I uh“ you started, trying not to cry in front of her “I’m sorry for yelling at you in front of your family” you continued as you found your voice even though it was shaky “That wasn’t cool of me to do” you finished your thought before sitting down on the bed.

“I appreciate you for saying that, however, I don’t think you should be sorry for speaking your mind,” Sam says back to you as she walks over to join you on the bed. But Sam sees you getting comfortable, spreading out on the bed as you avert your gaze elsewhere. Sam smiles for two reasons at you, the first reason is because you're opening up more to her and the second reason is because she's always wanted to straddle you in bed. 

Without looking at Sam another thought came to mind that you felt that you needed to apologize for “It still wasn’t cool of me to do Sam and I’m also sorry for being jealous of yo-” You started to voice to Sam before you paused midway as you felt the bed dip near your hips, you immediately looked up. Your heart almost left your chest as you witnessed Sam getting comfortable climbing on top of you, her eyes half lidded like she was going to eat you right up beneath her.

“You? Y/n jealous of me?” Sam inquired in a whisper smiling down at you while realizing why you would have been jealous while she slowly moved your hands above your head. “For giving him attention?” she says next as she watches your breath pick up beneath her.

“Whoa Carpenter,” you said aloud with a nervous smile but also with surprise in your voice, You started to breathe heavily now. You watch as Sam leans down to your level her soft lips start kissing your neck. “I don’t know if it’s safe for us..to be in the same room together..” you started breathlessly as Sam was kissing near a sweet spot on your neck “Anymore,” you said last, a light moan leaving your lips.

Your moan encourages Sam to kiss you more even though initially she just wanted to let you know that you are beautiful just the way you are by reminding you with a few kisses to your neck and lips to prove her point. However, Sam would be happy to settle for making you moan and groan below her as long as possible “All I want is you Y/n” she says out of breath, tempted to rub herself against your thigh while kissing up your neck. “Only you,” Sam says to you as she starts feverishly kissing your lips while pulling at the hoodie you're wearing, unable to stop herself until she has to rip herself away from you so she can breathe as you chase her lips for more affection. 

“Sam” you whisper her name, unable to take your half lidded eyes off her as you start to drag your eyes slowly up and down her body. For a moment your eyes settle on her chest, watching as her chest rises and falls each time she breathes in more air while you try to catch your own. Sam notices and smiles down at you lovingly. Neither of you knew how absolutely crazy you both are for each other mind, body, and spirit. It was almost like you were made for each other like lost lovers in time. A compliment to the other. It drives you nuts inside how crazy you are about Sam, it turns your crazy into something adventurous because you want to know what loving Sam and getting lost in her feels like.

While you admire Sam from beneath her, Sam watches as the cogs in your head start moving. It gets her excited for more because she loves being able to see the different sides of you whether provoked sexually like this or seeing you naturally in the presence of her family and with her alone. But as quickly as the spark began she could see the lust in your eyes waning because she knows you're hesitating, you’re careful. Too careful. Too cautious to express that you want her in her entirety, she knows you’re new to the world of love but it makes her wonder, how many people have you met already? How many people have you met, whether platonic, familial, or romantic? How many of those people saw the love in your eyes for them that they acknowledged and told you in their own ways that you were too much? Because Sam knows that you aren’t too much, you're a woman who needs attunement, affection, and a place to grow, and thrive. In her own way, she wants to help you grow as a person because unknowingly you've helped her grow too.

As Sam’s half lidded eyes looked back at your own, filled with questions and thoughts about your love for her and being able to grow together, she didn't realize that you had moved until she was lying on her back. Sam looks up at you with surprise, the lust that was waning before is now illuminating. That's all she could see in your eyes before noticing you blushing as you place your hands on either side of her head, climbing on top of her before you carefully lean down to her level on the bed. Your face is hovering over her own. Your noses touch as she gazes into your eyes. Your lips are just inches apart. You look at your girlfriend's lips and then at her eyes waiting for her to give you permission to kiss her as your breath feathers over her skin. Your heart is beating so fast you can practically hear it in your ears. You scan Sam’s face, noticing her half lidded gaze, her long lashes, and then her plump lips that you don’t notice right away her slow nod of approval for you to kiss her until she caresses your face with her hand to focus on her. ‘She’s lying to you’ the voice said in your head ‘She doesn’t actually want you’ it voiced once again. It was the anxiety talking to you and for a moment you closed your eyes trying to hold back what little tears threatened to come to the surface. You back away from Sam but within her reach she lightly swipes her thumb across your cheekbone to comfort you.

“Shhhh” Sam says to you in a calm but low voice trying to be soothing to your ears so you would relax “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” Sam voices to you so you know that you don’t have to continue, giving you an out as you nod against her hand before leaning into it causing Sam to caress the other side of your face. Sam decides to sit up, you sitting up along with her as she examines your face seeing the light scars that litter your face from your first encounter with Ghost Face before lightly kissing them. “You are so beautiful you know that Y/n” Sam said to you with love as she littered your face with kisses “And handsome and super kind..” she continued kissing your forehead. “Your well of love must be so so deep just like you,” she said next as she kissed your lips before backing away to say something else but something about Sam’s kiss made your hands gently take hers away from your face to bring her closer so you can kiss her.

Your kiss takes Sam by surprise as she slowly melts into you because when your lips touched hers it was smooth and gentle just like you, your hands roamed her body while her arms wrapped around your neck. But as gentle as your kisses started they gradually got rough and hot. Your lips gravitated down her neck not hard enough to leave hickeys but enough that you started to hear Sam moan in your ear. You swear it’s one of the hottest sounds to grace your eardrums as her moans make you moan into her skin, you kiss down to her clavicle and then give her chest some attention as Sam allows you to lay her down on the bed. Continuing your course you bite Sam’s tank top lifting it up as the bottom of it rises causing it to reveal her muscles underneath making Sam breathe more heavily as she anticipates what you might do next. But she is impatient, Sam rolls her lower body into you trying to find friction against your thigh, however, you stop her movements by pressing your hands down on her hips as you kiss down her stomach inching ever closer to her hips, and Sam moans with anticipation. 

“Baby” Sam whines to you while trying to catch her breath as she feels herself grow wet at the thought of you between her legs.

You end up giggling at her whines, the vibrations from your giggles making her even wetter at the thought of you bringing toys into the bedroom. Then you lick just above the waistband of her jeans, before propping yourself up as you drag your hands up her thighs about to unbutton her jeans. However, before you can unbutton Sam’s jeans the light in the room flickers making you and Sam look at the corner of the room before it goes out causing you to flinch away from Sam. You end up having another flashback. You remember hearing the light bulb at the corner of the main hallway in the basement break as if someone had hit the bulb with a hard object leaving shattered glass on the floor before Ghost Face appeared in front of you in the dark and then hearing a voice say ‘Why is it so hard to kill a roach like you?’ It didn’t make sense as it continued, you felt a series of painful waves as Ghost Face sliced the side of your ribs and then punched your side as if it were happening in real time. “Agh,” you say aloud panting against the wall before another flash ‘I have to keep going’ and then noticing Ghost Face in an alleyway. 

The last thing you remember hearing was Sam and Tara screaming from your phone “Y/N!” before Sam touched your hand as you opened your eyes to see her phone light illuminating the spare room. “Did you have another flashback?” Sam asked you in a whisper, you nodded in front of her tiredly making her scoot closer to you so she could embrace you as you covered the larger wound with your hand before she kissed your cheek. “The light bulb must have been old which is why it broke so suddenly,” she says as she kisses your lips next before taking your hand in hers as she tries to calm down.

“I wouldn’t put it past the universe to give us a sign that now isn’t the greatest time to be intimate” you respond to Sam’s explanation making her laugh as she nods because she's sort of religious but isn’t opposed to there being something higher than her god or perhaps believing that it’s just the way of the world like you do.

“Maybe,” she says to you with a smile before taking your hand and pulling you up with her. You both slowly make your way to the bedroom door for Sam to unlock. She opens the door for you so you can walk out first before exiting herself. “Y/n” she calls your name once again making you turn around to face her as she lifts her hand to caress your face before leaning into you so she can whisper something in your ear making your mouth open just a little as your brows rise. “I just thought I would tell you that” Sam explains to you as she backs away from you with a smile.

You were so shocked by what she told you that you were overcome with joy but you also didn’t know what to say back to her but her name “Sam I-I-...What do I?” you stuttered, having a hard time forming a coherent thought before she stopped you with a kiss.

“You don’t have to do or say anything right now Y/n. Only when you feel ready to say it” is what she tells you before a loud noise interrupts your moment causing you and Sam to run to the living room. “Is everyone okay!” Sam yells as she scans the room hoping it's not Ghost Face until she hears you sigh with relief before following your gaze to the kitchen.

“Don’t worry I just dropped a bowl in the kitchen!” Danny announces before standing up to let everyone know he's okay. “Okay well maybe everyone should worry,” he says taking back his previous statement “No one comes into this kitchen until I’ve cleared the floor of sharp ceramic pieces and please only wear shoes if you plan to step in here” Danny informs his guests before looking over at Sam “Sam could you give me a hand?” he asks.

“Yeah I can,” she says to him with a little smile before turning to you. “You hang out at the coffee table with the others and when I’m done helping Danny, I’ll bring over the dinner we made okay?” She asks you and you respond with a nod and a smile which widens Sam’s smile, her nodding back “I’ll be over soon.”

Sam says last but before you can move from your spot to join your friends Kirby calls your phone.

“Hey Kirby, I feel like it's been a while, what's up?” you ask your sister in law before you pull the phone away from your ear.

“Y/N, WE NEED TO TALK!” Kirby yells through the phone letting you know she's angry with you.

“Uh, about what? I don’t understand?” You reply not understanding why your sister in law was angry and now yelling at you.

“God you are so lucky that I have a lot of paperwork to deal with. Anyway tell Sam I’m stopping by the apartment tomorrow,” Kirby said to you before continuing. “You better not go anywhere,” she says last in a threatening tone that leaves you a bit alarmed. 

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[grahminradarin]

SPOP And Queer Joy Tw for transphobia, the Daily Wire, and getting kicked in the nuts

I was watching the most recent video from Some More News about a deeply stupid and bad and transphobic film from the daily wire called Ladyballers, and there was a scene they talked about where one of the main characters who was a guy that has been disguised as a woman for a couple weeks in order to win a woman's basketball tournament realizes he might actually be trans, and confesses this to the basketball coach who is his old friend and came up with the idea. The basketball coach then tells the trans character that she doesn't understand her own feelings and that the coach will help her figure it out. When she continues to insist that she's a trans woman, the coach kicks her in the nuts. And this made me realize the whole conservative mindset is based on an authority figure convincing people under them that they don't understand their own feelings and they don't know who they are, but the authority figure does. And the point of it all is to make someone never trust themselves or their own feelings ever.

And then I thought of the ending of She-Ra.

And I finally get why it felt so right and so triumphant and so different. Catra and Adora have been living with Shadow Weaver their whole lives, and Shadow Weaver has constantly been telling them who they're supposed to be, and it hurts both of them so much over the course of the series because Adora keeps trying to fit herself into that mold better (is helped in this endeavor by light hope) while catra is trying to break out of her mold to put herself in Adora's as the golden child

And then hoard Prime shows up as the ultimate example of an authority figure insisting that you don't understand yourself with the chips, which are literally a direct physical implementation of that idea!

And in what both of them think are their final moments alive, they kill the shadow Weaver in their heads, trust themselves to know who they are, and do what they've wanted to do the whole time. Catra stops trying to prove herself and admits that she cares and wants to just be enough without having to try. She stops caring about whether she's weak and says she loves someone. Adora stops trying to be the self-sacrificing hero and acknowledges that she can care about other people differently than just having to save them and she finally takes something she wants without worrying about the consequences.

They both say "screw authority, I know who I am and I'm going to let that out" because they both think they're about to die. And that one tiny moment of rebellion and understanding saves the entire goddamn universe. It terrifies Prime to the point that he can't even comprehend what's happened, and then it obliterates him and frees everyone he's ever hurt. It fixes everything

That one moment of queer Joy, even at the very end of the world, is all that it took.

[i984]

Sweet, Foolish

|Pairing|: Wednesday Addams x gender neutral reader

|Warnings|: Ooc! Wednesday Addams, jealous(?) Wednesday Addams, girlie really be in love and just can't tell, you had a great Valentines because people gave you stuff, confession at the ending(?), author still don't know what they're doing.

|Summary|: They say too much of something is never good. Well, too much of something sweet proves different.

|A/n|: Happy Valentines Day, all!

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You.

You were driving her crazy.

All smiles and laughs even though you were bedridden. Wednesday feels like slapping the stupid grin off your face. How can someone be so utterly foolish to trap themselves in this situation?

Wednesday has watched the pile of various sweets in your bag grow. Class after class, student after student professed their feelings for you, and with each candy, flower bouquet, and chocolate of many kinds, you kindly returned with bright smiles and grateful remarks. 

It's as if you truly appreciate all the cheesy scenes unfolding around you everywhere you go—something Wednesday would never dream of understanding in a million years. Now though, as you lay on one of the infirmary beds after eating too many sweets, the Addams girl somehow found herself sitting beside your laying body, brows furrowed in annoyance or concern, nobody knows.

It's all those incessant fools' fault.

"What's on your mind, pretty girl?"

"Do not call me that ever again," Wednesday pointedly glares at you when she hears your snicker, "or do you have a death wish?"

You hummed in mock consideration before answering, "Death may already be standing beside my bed with you, Wednesday," You rolled on your back, staring up at the ceiling. "Besides, you are pretty."

You said that to Enid this morning. And to Yoko's black scarf at lunch. And to the block of chocolate stupid Xavier gifted you. The bouquet of flowers and the bottle of honey Eugene shoved at you too. 

"You say that to everyone," Wednesday straightens in her seat, "not that I'm complaining." Her jaw clenches for the umpteenth that day when the smug look on your face grows. "What?"

"Nothing," you mumble, eyes scanning over the ravenette's features, "except for the fact that it's pretty clear you're jealous."

"You have an unconventionally large mouth for someone who claims to have severe stomachache."

"And you have an atypically deep blush for someone who claims to be above— Uh, what did you call it?" You make a show of tapping your fingers to your chin, brows raising almost teasingly. 

Maybe the sweets poisoning will catch up to you. Maybe, you'll die soon. Misery will surely be out my way.

"Oh yeah! 'A pish posh day full of ungodly sickening romance' was it?" you smirk as you raise your chin slightly. "Yet here we are."

There's an undefined silence that fills the air. Wednesday finds herself at a loss for any comebacks. She hates it because the phenomenon only happens when you're around. She also hates it because, with each passing second, your smugness practically suffocates the room. 

Tick. Tock.

The clock sounds obnoxiously louder than usual.

"You know, if I don't know any better, I would say jealousy is a nice color on you."

With your words, Wednesday finds her breathing hitched slightly.

"Good for you, I'm not."

"Not what?" You loll your head to the side.

"Jealous."

"Sure, Wens."

There was another prolonged silence until your mouth opened, "Enid told me something interesting earlier," you said almost conspiringly. "Apparently, someone has been asking her about what can be considered normal to give on Valentines day."

Do not trust anything the werewolf says. Surely nobody would be asking such a 'normal' question. Thing may be the one to do that. Definitely not anyone else, especially not me.

"Don't you wanna know who might've asked it? Or what the normal thing to give is?"

"Absolutely not."

"Incurious, I see," Your voice is tainted in mischief as you roll on your side, facing her. "Dark chocolate tastes quite nice— just saying."

Well. Enid has proven herself untrustworthy. Maybe her roommate deserves the pillow smothering. Wednesday pulls her shoulders back in an attempt to compose herself.

"Agreeable," the ravenette acknowledges carefully. "Though your decision to devour all the teeth-rotting delicacies all at once is not."

"Yeah, yeah," you wave a dismissive hand before propping yourself to sit up straight, resting your back on the headboard. Wednesday watched as you settled into your position before hearing a choked hiss from you.

Wednesday stopped breathing.

You grimaced at the sudden twist in your guts, arms coming to clutch your abdomen, attempting to soothe the discomfort.

If you had refused all those poor excuses of courting methods, maybe you wouldn't need to experience all this. I shall tell off those intrepid dunces next year for you. 

"You're in pain," Wednesday stated. Her face glowers when she trails the creases forming on your forehead.

You chuckle dryly. "Yes, a wonderful observation, Professor Addams. Your intuition amazes me as always," you simper. "I would also like to add that the sweetness is worth the pain. You wouldn't know this, of course. Your taste buds are most likely incapable of tasting sweet."

You're technically incorrect. Wednesday is sure her tastebuds work fine, though her body will reject the highly processed food upon the first swallow.

She'll give you a half point.

Wednesday carefully inspects your expressions. Your eyebrows seem to relax as you take notice of the vase of tulips on your bedside table. Your fingers delicately trace the outlines of the petal, a soft smile tugging at your lips subconsciously. 

I can bring you fresh tulips every morning. If you grow tired of them, I can grow you a different kind. Black dahlias are my favorite. What's yours?

"You look quite foolish, grinning like that," is what she says instead. Wednesday mentally slaps herself in agony, chest-puffing as she takes a deep breath to calm herself.

"Maybe, I am a fool."

Are you upset?

"For you."

"That statement is not the compliment you think it is," Wednesday rips her gaze from your face, eyes rolling in faux annoyance. 

"Oh, come on Wens," you let your head fall back and hit the wall, "don't you get it?"

"Get what?"

You groan openly into the room. "I specifically asked for you to accompany me to the infirmary. Why do you think I did that?"

"To pester me into an early grave?"

"No! I was trying to spend time with you," your hand comes up to massage your head. "I like you, okay?"

Wednesday blinks at your confession. 

Her eyes trail from your slightly scrunched-up nose to the smudged chocolate near the corner of your lips. You don't seem to notice it all this time, and Wednesday feels her fingers twitch at the urge to wipe the stain off you. Pugsley as a toddler had better table manners than you.

You're tolerable, at most.

"You're a fool," Wednesday lets the words out.

But you can see the ghost of a smirk on her face, her shoulders that relaxed, and the slight raise of her chin. 

Grinning ear to ear, you let out your final blow. 

"Your fool."

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|A/n2|: If you see me rush through that ending, no you did not :D It's not Valentines anymore for me, but it might still be for you guys so ye! Forgive me for the weird pacing :")

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The Loyal Pin Ep. 05 Thoughts.

I am trying to understand the level of high standards people have for any sapphic show and is just so exhausting.

Like I have never mentioned this before until now and I will never mentioned again but I watched the first episode of blank the series, said is not for me and never made a post or comment about it because is "not for me". Someone else could love it and my opinions could affect that person perception of it.

If you don't like what you are watching, there's hundred of other stuff to watch(between new GL and BLs).

Anyway, let's talk about the episode:

Of course Pin runs away; all of this is new for her and find out that she kissed and actually want to kiss Anin. Very accurate reaction.

That lead to a lot of things in their dynamics that probably are gonna be presented in the future angst. Pin refusing to approach Anin at any level and Anin refusing to eat to the point to get sick.

Anin's brothers seems to be so nice and love her so much. I wonder what is gonna happen with them when all hell get loose and everyone finds out about them.

Anin you little bitch. How fast you took away that. Pin never had a chance. Pin really tried to hold it together. Great scenes together in there.

I am so curious about the family tree. I still don't understand why the lotus palace is like the kitchen of the royalty and Pin and her adoptive mom act like they are high level servants if they are basically family too. Give us interesting dynamics tho.

Finally Anin expressed how much she loves Pin. I really love they bring the love conversation. And Pin also don't understanding her own feelings until she remembers her feelings when she is jealous.

God someone mentioned that they are relaying so much in Freen and Becky's chemistry, but with scenes like the love confession and the kiss; do you really need more? That was perfect.

Actually, for me so far, the plot is there's two people that love each other more than anything they have ever felt before and they are exploring those feelings in a society that don't accept them and with a relationship dynamics where one is a freaking princess.

If the thing I have to pay to have the Thailand government involve in this show is basically food porn of traditional Thai dishes and not some blatant propaganda, be my guess I am happy and that food looks amazing. Sadly as Colombian myself I would never be able to eat anything like that because I would die for spicy food. (not all Latin American people can handle spicy food, not all of us are Mexican).

I am very curious if they are doing the food thing with food of that era or they are doing just popular Thai dishes. Also, I am very curious if they are doing some changes in dialect and language for that period and the fact that the majority of the cast is supposed to be royalty.

Also, I don't remember at all(I have to watch the first episodes again) but have they mentioned the surnames or anything they are using for this monarchy? Because I want to know if they are creating a fake royal family or these was supposed to be the family that was in the palace in that time. Also, if they are connected to the family of Gidle's Minnie(everyone mentioned she is supposed to have royal blood; something about the Lanna kingdom?) Usually the culture differences don't affected me this much but because is a period drama I want to know more about that culture.

I AM STILL VERY AFRAID OF THE GHOST OF HENG IN THAT FUCKING TRAILER AND I HATE THAT HE HASN'T SHOW UP. Every episode he is in the back of mind, probably getting ready to come to be an obstacle of my girls and probably try to get married to one of them(probably Anin because in Gap he was after Sam).

[lessnowon]

confession: TRoS ruined kylo/ben for me, despite not liking him previously.

when i watched TFA in the movie theater, i absolutely hated kylo ren (not in an "anti" way, it's simply a sign of a good villian). TLJ put him on thin ice with me because like 🤢 re*lo foreshadowing (yes in an anti way, but not the point of this post so dont @ me) but i otherwise still loved to hate him, even if i didn't understand why so many fans liked him. but then the dreaded TRoS happened and i was like... "huh, i miss kylo ren?"

i mean, i know that character development is a thing, but... what happened to my darth tantrum? what happened to "let the past die, kill it if you have to"? like, it baffles me that he ends TLJ having killed his master, been rejected by rey and rejected her in turn (again), claimed the title of supreme leader, and then been publicly humiliated by his uncle/ex-master—and then in TRoS he just... ditches everything he has achieved, lets go of all the perceived wrongs against him, reverts to ben, and kisses rey? and oh by the way it was Palpatine, still, all along?? isnt this supposed to be a new story?????

obviously he wouldn't end the final movie of the trilogy in the same as he was halfway through or at the start, but i think it's stupid that he had so much build up as a villain, actively rejecting the light side and redemption at every single turn—and he had many, many opportunities—only to spend most of the third movie on the side of the light, helping to defeat the exact same villain that was defeated three movies ago

like yeah, okay, he "finished vader's business" and "killed the past" by finally defeating darth sidious, but idk... the guy started out the trilogy so determined to uphold vader's legacy that he led the slaughter of every student at luke's temple a la anakin at the end of RotS, that he murdered and tortured innocents for years, and instead of realizing that "letting the past die" includes vader's legacy and making his own way, redeemed or not but still remaining kylo—or, hell, even evolving his ambition into the determination to outdo vader where vader fell short; killing the past by becoming the new, more powerful evil—he, what???? learns that he can just shed years of deliberate bad choices because none of it was his fault anyways, and all he has to do is repeat the past to be redeemed because he is just doomed to be an echo of his ancestors that contributes nothing genuinely new to his family history, anyways?

yeah i preferred the unstable and immature yet wildly overpowered possible-sociopath on the cusp of shedding his blinders and coming into his own...

[onlymurdersintheafterparty]

OMITB S4:E8 "Lifeboat"

This episode was really interesting. More questions answered and even more created now that we know what went on with the Westies. Given all the theories out there the ending wasn't too surprising but I do wonder how all of this will be explained in the final episode. At this point I don't have many theories left I'm just waiting on the denouement. All in all I enjoyed it. Spoilers ahead!

I can't believe Dudenoff's death was that simple. I'm not even going to lie I just found the whole thing so sad. He was lonely and grieving his wife and then created a found family that he loved so much he wanted to protect them even in death. Poor Helga who was so scared and convinced that someone did something to him. What I don't understand though is why they called her the wrong kind of Westie and scratched her face out in the picture. They acted like she was a villain or something when all she was trying to do was figure out what happened to Dudenoff. There was a theory on the subreddit that Helga was the one giving Sazz information and now it's confirmed so this is a new turn of events. I'm with Mabel on not ratting them out but with Dudenoff confirmed to be dead how are they going to continue this rent scheme? The police know so the jig is up. Or is this reveal just so that the trio would sympathize with them and not rat them out to the police?

Glen being the stuntman that Sazz was referring to still feels like a red herring to me. We know that he is mentally unwell because of the hallucinated rats but I still don't think he's our killer. I'm thinking Glen is part of the group that killed Sazz and the mastermind shot him to keep him from confessing or it's as simple as the common theory that Marshall is the killer and shot him because he recognized him outside of his disguise. With Glen being in a coma we probably won't learn either outcome until the season finale or the very end of the next episode. Sazz said that this stuntman messed up badly and would be the death of her. She's dead and he's in a coma so she was right but the fact that he was shot means that some sort of cover up is in place for whatever it is that he did and whoever else knows it.

The Westies showing up and waving a knife and everyone just going along with it is so wild to me. It was 6 against 5 and I know Rudy is fit but surely they could have still held their own. It makes sense they didn't react though because they needed the confession. Rudy doing the entire monologue and everyone progressively getting emotionally drained was so funny. Zach has had the funniest quotes this season and I hope someone does a video edit including them all.

Charles really needs therapy when the case is solved because the way he's unraveling and doesn't even know how to process his anger is so sad to watch. Eugene better be careful what he wishes for because when Charles fully snaps and lets all his anger out it's not going to be pretty. I wouldn't be surprised if upon learning who killed Sazz he attacks them (not fatally) and has a full breakdown.

Every week I see the same theory that Loretta will die and I'm starting to get scared this may actually happen. I get them being sentimental about The Arconia but it's full of so much death I can't believe that they would plan their wedding there. Oliver has lost so much and Charles just lost his best friend so do you think the writers will really go there? Maybe it will be a bridesmaid or someone else in the bridal or groom party who is killed. I just feel like instead of killing her off they can just write out her character by saying that she and Oliver travel back and forth to see each other and that explains why she's not onscreen. They've been making it work now so no need to take such a dark route.

I'm so excited for the last two episodes and to see how this all plays out. The Westies never confirmed that it was them sending the letters or bugging the apartments so the mastermind is still out there waiting. This also means that there must be another murder that has gone unnoticed. On a recent youtube video, Matt & Jess TV mentioned Charles' quote in the pilot about the bodies buried in the back of a 14 story building as well as Marv mentioning the Sixth Street Slasher so it looks like there's still a cold case to solve.

And to wrap this all up I just have one question: WHERE IS THEO?

[bcisaidso]

I have got a hilson/House MD fic idea, so if anyone wanna give this a try, please go ahead, and inform me so I can read it.

It's a soulmate AU, whenever your soulmate is born, the first sentence they will ever utter to you will be tattooed to your skin in their handwriting. So most people get their soul mark within 5 years, but House keeps waiting for his. His mum tells him that for some people it can be a little later, but he's always worried he might be one of those people who for some reason don't have soulmates.

House finally gets a soul mark when he's 10 years old, on his right thigh, written in an almost illegible handwriting, "You paid my bail?" House adored his soul mark, staring at it for hours at times, eagerly waiting for his soulmate to be with him, so that he's finally not alone.

Fast forward to 25 years later, a guy holding an unopened envelope, and repeatedly fidgeting with his ring, has been capturing House's attention again and again for some reason. House finally decided to follow him to the bar, as he had nothing better to do there anyway.

The mirror breaking thing happen, and police arrived taking Wilson with them, on their way out, when Wilson passed House, he immediately realised its his soulmate, and uttered "Interesting." He also realised the man is married, and probably getting a divorce.

He bailed Wilson, Wilson uttered his first words to house. They were best friends from that day. House wanted to tell Wilson about the Soulmate thing, but the timing was not right, as he just got out of a marriage. Few months later, when they were drinking and watching TV together, House broached the subject, asking Wilson if he believes in Soulmate.

Wilson said he doesn't care about it much as it doesn't make sense. Wilson dragged down his collar, and right over the left side of his chest, written in a clean Hand writing is "Interesting". He explained he finds it so confusing, doesn't even keep count after 2-3rd time someone spoke this word to him, after being disappointed again and again, he just gave up. He also added that the entire soulmate thing sounds scamming to him, because how could universe decide a person is perfect for you before you even met the person. He would rather take his own chances with his love life. House never tried to talk about it again.

A few months later, Wilson started dating Bonnie, and soon got married. House dated Stacy for few years, then infarction happened. He said he would rather die than have his thigh mangled. Stacy knew it was because of the soul mark, she did not know it was Wilson's, but had accepted that her boyfriend cares about his soulmate a lot. Cuddy in the picture, asking Stacy to sign off on the operation, she did. And the thigh would be scarred, with the mark no more understandable at all.

Wilson saw the mark while taking care of house but as it was no more readable, he could not figure out what it said. He was always there for house, because of which, he started neglecting Bonnie, resulting in their divorce. After Bonnie, he slowly started to realise he has feelings for house, but he knew how much House cared for his soulmate, even though it made no sense to Wilson. Wilson was sure House would always choose his Soulmate over Wilson, like he chose them over Stacy.

Now I don't know what happens next. Whether house will confess, whether Wilson will figure out on his own, Whether Wilson will get married to his third wife first.

[glisten-inthedark]

I think there’s a really high chance of Steve and Jonathan becoming friends in s5 tbh

Steve has had 3 seasons of maturing, changing his worldview, babysitting, and befriending “freaks, weirdos, & outsiders” under his belt, so for him to be hostile or rude to Jonathan would feel like a regression for his character

Steve also has experienced one of my absolute favorite character moments ever: being rejected by someone who comes out to him as a lesbian and he doesn’t take it personally whatsoever and does his best in the moment to immediately make her feel comfortable and like it changes nothing about their dynamic, and then he isn’t bitter about it at all and remains her best friend and becomes her wingman and clearly loves her platonically so much and values her friendship above those brief romantic feelings and the heartbreak that came with the rejection,

So I think Steve has developed like….the ability to accept rejection with grace and understanding and him being rude to Jonathan would go against that

What I really want to see happen with Steve though is for him to have trauma with losing Eddie and him not being there to protect him and also seeing the impact it’s had on Dustin

So I want Steve to be especially protective of the older teens this season, including Jonathan, and maybe it leads to a confrontation where Jonathan feels smothered or like Steve thinks he’s useless and Steve finally breaks and confesses he just doesn’t want to lose anyone else, and he knows about what Joyce Byers went through when Will went missing/was thought to be dead (“And I know I contributed to that pain and I am really sorry, like, really sorry, I am, your family was going through hell and I was a complete douchebag”) and he doesn’t want that pain to happen again, to anyone, and Jonathan dying would hurt the Byers and Nancy, and, if Steve can admit it, it would hurt himself too.

Steve calls himself the babysitter and “under his watch” (even tho it’s not his sole responsibility, but I think he’d take it on as his) Eddie dies and Max also died and is now comatose and disabled.

I could see Steve clashing with Nancy over this because she sees his protectiveness as doubting her abilities but he’s just so scared of anyone else dying “under his watch”

Hello! Ok whoever you are: You. Are. Awesome!

I agree with you about Steve's character development, and although he wants to claim it was because of Nancy we all know that's not true. And yes, Steve feeling responsible for what happened with Max and with Eddie is something very in character for him, and I also think Nancy will have to deal with that guilt as well, and he absolutely can't allow anyone else to die on his watch.

So I can definitely see that Jonathan might be a little bit distant (or a lot, because that's who Jonathan is and what he does to protect himself) but Steve is also so good at passing through people's defenses that I can definitely see him slowly but surely getting past Jonathan's.

He won't be rude or hostile towards Jonathan, that's for sure (he even suggests that he, Nancy, Jonathan and Robin should do something together so is clear he holds no resentment towards him) but Jonathan still didn't learn to let people in or to let them help, so I do feel that he'll struggle with Steve's "take care of everything" stance, not even necessarily because he feels smothered, but because he doesn't know how to deal with someone taking care of things for him, especially if someone is Steve.

But I do hope they choose to form a bond between Jonathan and Steve because is such a good opportunity to pass up so I hope you're right.

[babyindeath]

I just rewatched DP&W for the first time and I'm so bummed out about the last scene where Logan takes the dog from Wade and tells him "talk to the girl" kinda kills the whole build up of their (Logan and Wade's) progressing relationship :((( it was all cute when I first saw it but after all this time it kinda ruins the gay vibe from the rest of the movie

I totally get it, anon. The first two times I saw this movie I thought that neither of these romantic storylines worked narratively. Like at all. I’m still confused by the writing of it. I was really furious about it for a long time.

After my, say, third time watching it, I realised Vanessa did not necessarily “take” Wade back. First, we have the obvious fact she’s still seeing that aforementioned German guy from work (it’s only been two days), and second she does not respond to Wade’s confession - “I did it for you, even if you don’t want me” - verbally. Just held his hand seemingly platonically. Because why would they break up and get back together? They’re really going to fucking write this arc again? Seriously? So, after thinking about it, I decided to have at least a bit of faith in Ryan Reynolds et al.. They’re friends

Logan knows Wade still loves Vanessa. Even if Logan is starting to maybe fall in love with Wade, he knows that Vanessa is the love of Wade’s life and all he wanted to do for the entire mission was save Vanessa and his universe. It makes sense why he’d encourage him to talk to her. We know he truly cares about him thanks to the Time Ripper/Subway scene. (Genuinely can’t believe they didn’t kiss, instead he playfully hit Wade. ‘kay.). As a bi+ person myself I understand that he’s still not quite over Vanessa 6 years into their break-up while simultaneously crushing on Logan. Especially as she is still part of his found family.

When I first watched that scene, I was flabbergasted just like you. ‘What? What do you mean? But they. What? I.’ It’s another clip that the Deadpool-Wolverine fandom seems to either skim over or just pretend didn’t happen to protect the ship. But let’s be honest. These writers have heterosexual brains. Or so it seems. Debatable about Ryan’s brain. I don’t know how heterosexual brains work but from some of the choices in the movie re: Poolverine, I’m guessing not the best.

As for it taking away the gay vibes, Wade is still pansexual. He talks graphically about how he’d like to get fucked by male ‘dancers’. He says he doesn’t have a lot of vaginal sex. He has a sex dream about Thor. And another one. He’s very obviously aroused by Logan. He’s always talking about ass play. But I hate the fact his queerness is only discussed in jokes either among his character or for the audience and his love for Vanessa is always treated very seriously. Even 8 years after the first instalment. I hate it. And I can’t think about it or I’ll want to die.

Wade and Logan’s relationship changed completely in two days. They wanted to kill eachother. They had wrestle sex for 12 hours. They saved the world. Logan moved in with Wade. Wade introduced him to Al like a boyfriend. Again, I don’t know what heterosexuals think when they watch this movie, and I wish I did. So I still don’t know if the queerness in this film is intentional. My soul tells me it is. Everything I know about Ryan tells me this too. But when I think about Disney, Marvel, Ryan’s thinly-veiled desperation to be liked by the general public, the fact he’s for some reason become a business mogul, and that queer people will always be viewed as an accessory to our forever heteronormative society, my heart does sink. A bit heavy for a blockbuster discussion but representation is ALWAYS a big fucking deal. And I totally understand you.

I don’t even know what the hell my point is to be honest. Hope you can take something from all that though. Thank you for the message, I don’t get a lot of interaction on here so it means a lot! I don’t know if I helped. I haven’t written anything in an essay format in so long

[saikoucorps]

.CONFESSION✰

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ summary : Momo has been observing you from afar for a while.. what happens when she tells you her true feelings?

𑁤 tags : Momo Yaoyorozu x gn!Reader, Yandere!Momo, obsession, stalking, confession, one-sided feelings, implied drugging, angst if you squint, no beta we die like men.

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It wasn't obvious, at least, to you. She would rant about you to the girls, she'd talk about how amazing you were to her and how impressive you are.. From afar, it seemed like she just admired you. She did—but it was more than that.

She was in love with you.

She'd offer study sessions to people as a group, but for you, she offered those sessions one on one. Just you two. She'd somehow know what was in your shopping cart because the next day, it'd be at your dorm door. If you were lucky, she'd hand it to you in person.

She wasn't secretive. Every gift had her name on it.

She was always there when you needed a shoulder, or if you needed help. She'd talk about your pet cat that you never mentioned before. You always played it off, maybe you forgot you told her.

Somehow, she knew your every location. She once texted you to grab her some tea bags at the store. You never told her you were there. You still did, though. Maybe it was obvious. To everyone but you.

It never occurred to you that she loved you, at least that way. You guys were just great friends! Well, you could admit she was pretty. You appreciated everything she did for you.. but you couldn't feel the same way.

She told people you were hers. It led to people asking you if you two were together.. in her head, you two were.

In your head, she was just a good friend.

Maybe you shouldn't have been so surprised when she asked you out, or more specifically, told you her feelings. How she really felt.

You noticed a note had slid under your door. When you opened it, you realized Momo had written it. You could tell immediately. Her handwriting was easy to recognize. It had told you to meet her in her dorm. It only took you thirty minutes.. she never gave you a time limit. The moment you knocked once the door swung open.

"Y/n! Come inside!" She opened the door wider, inviting you in.

You greeted her with a smile and a simple 'hey'. She closed the door and offered you some tea, then had sat both you down at a table.

"There's something I've been meaning to get off my chest, I hope this isn't a bad time for you."

"No, not at all! What is it?" You took a sip of the tea she gave you. Every tea she brew always tasted amazing.

You didn't expect anything in particular..to you, this was a normal hangout. One you two have frequently.

"Over these past few months, I've really enjoyed our company together.. you've always made me happy. In fact, you're amazing, Y/n. You're smart, strong, and independent. You always manage to impress me and everyone else.. you're amazing."

She took a deep breath.

"Which is why I couldn't help but gain feelings for you. I truly admire you. I found myself watching everything you do, learning everything I possibly could about you.. I couldn't help myself.. I know everything about you."

"Wait, wha—"

"I'm deeply in love with you. Unfortunately, knowing everything about you came with a cost. I know you don't feel the same.. but I just can't let that be. Don't you see Y/n? I'm perfect for you!"

The tea you had in your hand was empty. You were completely shocked.

"Momo.. I don't—"

"I know. It's sad. That won't stop me though! You never give up, even when the odds are against you.. which is why I won't either. You'll love me just as much as I love you!"

You went to reply to her, but you couldn't. Your whole body felt numb, drained, and tired. You felt yourself get dizzy as if the world was spinning around you.. your eyes became heavier.

"Soon, you'll understand this is necessary.. I love you, Y/n."

She rested a hand against your cheek as you became unconscious.. unable to stay awake anymore.

Maybe you should've saw this coming.

It should've been obvious.

[fishhawish]

I need a Nagito x reader where reader falls in love with Nagito but is talentless and confesses but gets rejected and then is brutally murdered a week later. (I wanna see your take on this everyone does it differently)

Anyways I love nagito lol he's hot

Hoped a little too hard (Unfinished no motivation)

Paring: nagito x reader

Type: angst

Summery: Nagitos rejects reader only to regret it when they die

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As you felt yourself coming to an end, watching your killers serious expression plastered on their face. All you could do was thank her for ending your agony. Bidding your murderer well, she stays with you in your final moments knowing the incident that happened only a week ago.

"A BODY HAS BEEN DISCOVERED!!"

Close friends sobbing at your side, Hajime turning pale as usual upon finding a body. Your friends wanted this game to be over. And so did the ultimate lucky student. His eyes stare at your dull body, "where you always this beautiful" he wondered. It's not like he cared much.

Why would he care for some stupid reverse course? You're not an ultimate so he never thought to care. He hated you, you followed him like a lost puppy, you tried to gift him anything but what he liked, and you always tried to act like an ultimate.

And yet why did his chest ache, why did his stomach ache with nervousness when he saw your body. He wanted to cry. Isn't that what he wanted? For you to disappear. He couldn't understand why he felt this way.

There's no way he'd care for anyone that's less than an ultimate right? That scene replaying in his mind, your tears falling down, him scolding and tearing you down with hurtful words that you couldn't understand why he would ever say.

"Nagito, I have feelings. Would you accompany me on a date perhaps?" Your voice gently rang.

"And why would I ever care about a reverse course? You're not even close to an ultimate, you don't radiate hope, all you are is the core of despair. I wish you weren't here because you take the hope away from the ultimates."

He didn't even look at you again.

All you did was stare at him in silence until he left, before you fell to the ground shedding your tears. Nagitos words invading your mind daily. Up until the point your hope for reciprocation turned into a hope for an ending.

"Peko, will You stay for my last moments?" As you look at her light headed, bleeding out. All she does is nods at you confirms nobody will catch her before seating herself next to you. She watches you pass away , taking your last breaths.

Although not one to stay for anyone but Fuyohiko, she saw the agony in your eyes, triggering guilt for you. She looks down before making haste and quickly evacuates when you die.

Nagito is speechless, now wishing he spent time with you before you where gone. And yet he still can't understand any of it. And now when he's alone he can't help but shed a few tears.

[incandescentflower]

Things I am still curious about/clamoring for as we keep going with Wandee Goodday in no particular order:

(some things we know will happen, others are mere speculation or what I personally want to see)

-Finding out what happened to Dee's parents. And does it have to do with his flashback he had on the crosswalk? If not, what is that about?

-Finding out what exactly happened to Yak's mother. Is there hinting that Dee's family had an accident related to Yak's mom's death - maybe, maybe not -there were emergency sirens but that could be from heart attack or other acute emergencies - there was no sign of external injuries during that scene, but anyone who watches dramas knows that these kind of coincidences are common to set up conflict

-Getting to know the deal with Yak's father (and step-mother, who is in MDL credits)?

-Finding out who Luke is playing?? I can't even fathom at this point.

-MEETING KAO'S LOVE INTEREST (I will not ask if there will be one and will flip tables if he doesn't get one.) I will die laughing if it is Luke because that seems so weird to me, but shows have surprised me before. Still rooting for you, rando handsome bodyguard.

-More grandma time. We are getting to see her next episode and she needs to hang around more. I want her to become Yak's cool grandma too, no question.

-Taem helping Yak face his feelings. I think Yak already knows pretty well, but I think he thinks Dee doesn't return them so he's better off trying with Taem, which if true, is a little funny because Taem is the one who has clearly given Yak an answer. But that means his whole scheme is pretty safe, actually. He says he doesn't want to risk losing her but he already knows he won't. Dee on the other hand...

-I would specifically love to see Yak confess to Taem and come to fully understand in the process how he doesn't feel for Taem anymore the way he feels for Dee.

-I can't wait for the Thai travel ad episode where Cher and Yei get to go on a couple date with Yak and Dee. Just more Cher and Yei in general, kthanks, show

-I am seated for the moment when Yak realizes that Ter is going after Dee and gets pissed. Yak is one who is so calm that him getting truly angry is something to look forward to with interest. This Yak seems very different from pilot trailer Yak in that regard and I want to see if that holds up. I'd like a little Yak jealousy, but mostly I want to see Yak standing up for Dee because based on how he is characterized I think his biggest problem is going to be that Ter still seems to be jerking Dee around and Yak won't have it.

-I want to know if Dr. Kwan realizes that Ter is a lost cause and steps away? I keep trying to understand what purpose she serves besides being one of only a few significant female characters. She made Ter's claim he liked women seem more plausible for a few episodes, but I hope she gets to have more agency.

-I want to see Dee going to cheer for Yak at the ringside so badly. Bonus, Dee braiding Yak's hair (or unbraiding) or some wound care. There may have been some foreshadowing of Yak getting more seriously injured like a concussion - they talked about the risks of him going up a weight class and I was like hrm.

-I will be so happy to see Dee going to Yak's graduation. The pilot trailer hammers on Yak not wanting to be a boxer. There's signs that is still a thread in the drama. I think we'll find out more what Yak really wants for his future. I'd love to get more of that in detail and not a broad brush.

We have far to go, but putting this all out there makes me hope that they will do these plot points some justice instead of taking some random turns that are out of character. I'm so interested to see how all these stories unfold.

I will continue to be mulling this so any other speculations, hopes or observations are more than welcome. :)