#elpida: cade

[twistedthings]

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Helpless. Weak. Alone. Terrified. Furious. Broken.

Determined. Strong. Together. Enraged. Smart.

Jessia had been all these things and though she had gotten through it all and come out on the other side alive she was far from living. She was a zombie that wore a pretty mask. In truth, she hadn't moved on or healed since she returned to her family, since she'd made her own escape from a kidnapper that no one tried to save her from, a man who was still out there and haunted Jessia even now as her body shut down and sunk into a familiar absent panic. She was shaking, there was no doubt about that, still crying too, even breathed out a few sobs but her mind was very much rational and present. Jessia hated it. When her body betrayed her and all she could hear in her mind was the horrible things she was thinking about herself for falling apart. Especially in this place over what? A slap to the face? Being rejected by someone she thought loved her? No, it was deeper than that, damage she ignored and shoved down bubbled to the surface and instead of dealing with it on her own, like she did everything in her life, Cade was there.

What was crazier, Cade was there for her. Even though she was starting to feel like he was talking too much, a reaction based on the fact she often found herself alone in the numb silence of her panic attacks, but Cade reacted simply with action and although part of her brain wanted to stop him, from talking or looking at her and seeing the mess she was becoming, another part of her didn't want him to ever leave because for the first time in such a long time Jessia felt cared for. The last time she'd felt this way was when her mother was still around, when Jessia was three and had just discovered her powers. Unfortunately for the happy couple and parents of three, that same moment was when Jerica Davies fell into an unbreakable coma, never to wake again. Mason Davies, Jessia's father, was so shaken by the whole experience; countless doctor visits, thousands upon thousands of dollars in medical bills, three children, a mortgage and two jobs just to keep his children fed and clothed while also visiting his beloved wife in the hospital, it broke the man. Jessia's father eventually sent her to live with his own mother and her two brothers went to stay with their mothers older sister.

Jessia didn't remember much after that, until she started school a few years later she really wasn't sure what happened to her. All that she could remember was white light, running in a backyard that had a wooden playset, and lots of tiny pinches as if that playset had given her many splinters. When Jessia would ask her grandmother the woman just nodded and got a far away look in her eyes before confirming that the blonde really loved that playset but Jessia knew for a fact there had never been any such thing in her grandmother's yard. It was all so strange and Jessia was sure that was the first time she ever shoved things down and hid them behind a metal door that she'd never open for anything. Yet as Cade instructed her, Jessia felt that door creaking open, ready to give way to whatever horror and truths lived inside her mind there. Her arms slid over Cade's strong shoulders to wrap around his neck as the man easily hoisted her up into his hold and her legs instinctually went around his waist.

The petite blonde let herself meld to him, her face tucked against him as she just tried to focus on her breathing; in slowly through the nose and out her partially parted lips. It helped regulate her breathing but her heart decided racing and making her head spin was the best thing for her. "I'm getting blood on you," she observed rather uselessly and in such a numb tone it surprised even her. Fuck. She hated being in this state, active, rational mind and her body on a completely different plane; bloody nose, red swollen eyes still burning with salty tears, and limbs that couldn't move even if she tried to get them to do so. Jessia was still angry, more so as Cade took her outside, still telling her everything was going to be alright and that he had her.

She was floating, absent in a space with just Cade and being in his hold. If she could smell anything aside from the harsh scent of her own coppery blood she would have gotten lost in the warmth and liveliness that was Cade's scent. Instead she clung to him like a sloth or koala bear, limp and useless, as if she didn't have functioning limbs of her own. "You're… a good guy," she added, emotion in her mind but that same numb inflection in her tone. No one had ever carried her anywhere like this; no one helped her, no one carried her out of her captor's cage and set her free. The warmth and sincerity she felt emitting from Cade was undeniable and perhaps she was naive but she trusted him, she felt safe with him. She didn't know what else to say to him, her mouth was giving into the panic, the flight and shit down mode it was going into after the emotionally charged moment she'd had with Marty, a response she hadn't expected but there was no telling when she'd get triggered like this and remember that cage and… and the man that had put her there.

Cade was going to fucking kill him, the thought of a hand being laid on her that wasn't loving of gentle, sickened him. His gut lurched with a rage that he was trying to stop rising to his chest, through his shoulders and to his fists, he didn't want the anger this second because what he truly wanted, was to be someone better, to show her people could be better than that. She didn't want to be angry, and neither did he but god.. the next time he god that asshole alone? He'd do much worse than what he'd done to her, he wanted to break the man, make him sob, show him exactly how Cade got into the position he had.

He swallowed down that anger, kept his thumbs there, swiping over her cheeks, kept her looking at him. "Then let's not be angry." he answered that, as if it was so easy for them to do, because surely if they did that together it would be, right? Cade saw the surfacing anger and all he could think to do for her was lean forward and press his lips to her forward in one quick, loving little gesture. A little peck to let the troubles bubble back down. "I'm not saying that we forget that anger, we wont forget at all... but lets not be angry right now, hm? How about we.. put a tab on it? We fold the corner of that page, so we can come back to it, and me n' you, we move to the next chapter." It was the only way he thought he could phrase it, exactly how he'd learned to manage that inner bubbling anger.

At the request to get her out of her and realizing that she couldn't actually move, he turned, eyeballing his best way of coming up with a plan. It was a club and plenty of people walked out of here with girls in their arms, surely better to carry one than have her tipsy and floundering so.. like it was nothing Cade leaned down. "Hold around my neck n' shoulders." he instructed in a low tone, only low enough for her. It wasn't like Cade was doing anything more than what she asked and this was simply the easiest way for him to lift her and for her to hold on. He let the rough of his hands hold around her thighs and in one swift movement, lifted her legs up and around his hips. Hell, he lifted her like she was weightless. It was like instinct, one hand kept hold of her leg, his fingers lightly squeezing supple flesh, but the other ran up and down her back slowly, soothingly.

"It's alright darlin', I got you now. I know it's hard, but you just focus on nice deep breaths for me, 'kay? I'll get us outta here." he whispered, through her blonde hair and to her ear. He made a move, and when he got near the door, simply pointed a finger to his employee. "Tell that fucking jackass I'll see him tomorrow."

He didn't live far, and he did hope she'd not find it awkward or weird of him to take her back there but it was close, it was quiet, it'd provide her privacy and she could take out every ounce of anger she wanted to, he could clean up those injuries properly, get her some water and food, try and help her as much as he could.. why? Well he had sympathy for what had happened but, he had a soft spot for her, he'd thought her beautiful the moment he saw her, he'd always thought she was far too good for that ass of an employee, or ex-employee, he'd not keep someone on his books that treated women like this.

"Just a little further, you doin' okay? Talk to me darlin'." He smelled of whisky and pine, rich and deep and lingering on his skin, with a heat similar to that of laying in front of an open fire. He was something strong and real, dependable, and god damn it he was trying his best, for her. Who'd have even believed Cade Sabelle could be this soft?

[isolatednights]

closed starter for @elpida

"cade, slow down," the woman pants, legs trying to keep up with his significantly longer strides ( once again waving away elias' attempt to speak with her ). part of her had wanted to laugh when the three of them had pieced together what had happened to aiyla. ironic, that the woman elias had seemed to follow around like he'd once done to her had deceived them and done god knows what to the other member of their little family. and while cade had seemed to sink into some sort of rage, she'd pointed fingers of blame right at elias ⸻ accusing that if he hadn't felt the need to flirt so much, he might have seen through the rouse sooner.

it had all left a bitter taste in her mouth, and was perhaps the reason she'd jumped to follow after cade when he'd made it clear he was going after aiyla. for a while, they'd traveled by car before continuing on foot, and it was then rhea had begun to struggle. "what even is the plan?" she questions with a frown, picking up her pace in hopes of walking side-by-side with cade. "i mean, we have a plan, don't we? what if there's a lot of them?" they had weapons, but were they really going to do something so drastic? "i know she's your wife and you'll do anything to get her back or whatever, but you know she'll be livid if you end up getting yourself hurt in the process, right?"

the concern of medication for eris running out had been a growing concern with each passing day, and while he'd not liked the idea of leaving her alone with the children and silas, it had ended up being necessary. the clinic they needed to go through was undoubtedly in a hot-spot for the beasts that now roamed the earth and he'd reluctantly departed from those he'd begun to consider family to venture off with eris. he'd never admit it, but it had been beneficial on more than one front. they'd been successful in finding a fair amount of the medication eden would need ⸻ enough to leave them comfortable for some time. that, and he'd come to appreciate eris ⸻ the initial suspicion he'd felt toward the woman wearing away in the hours and days they'd been alone.

neither of them were particularly chatty individuals ; the occasional word being exchanged in favor of verifying direction. it'd been a quiet handful of hours ⸻ only to be abruptly broken up by the sound of drifting voices and crunching of feet. whoever is ahead of them was not making much effort in being quiet. shifting his gaze toward eris, a brow arches, silently asking what she'd like to do about this.

[wiinestories]

As a month passed since the bakery attack, Agatha's bump began to show signs of growth, a visible reminder of the new life growing within her. While she continued her work, she had opted to take on fewer cases since learning the news. Additionally, she had made the decision to move in with Cade, seeking comfort and support during this transformative time in their lives. As Saturday morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, Agatha and Cade found themselves nestled under the sheets, the warmth of their shared space cocooning them. While Agatha's attention was fixed on the TV, her mind wandered to thoughts of expanding their family. Pregnancy symptoms had begun to manifest more noticeably, including the occasional food craving, but amidst these physical sensations, the idea of adding a furry companion to their household took root in her mind.

With a gentle hand resting on her growing bump, Agatha eased herself out of Cade's embrace. "Honey, get dressed. I'm driving us somewhere." There was a playful glint in her eyes as she announced her plans. "Oh, and I don't kiss and tell," she added with a grin, her mysterious demeanor only adding to the anticipation as she reached for her coat and the car keys.

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As they arrived at the kennel, Agatha's excitement bubbled over, her eyes shining with anticipation.With a mischievous grin, she revealed their mission: to choose a furry addition to their family. "We're making our family bigger, baby," she declared, gesturing towards the kennel. "And you'll be the one deciding which one we bring home. Oh, and don't worry about keeping everything tidy, I'll take care of that." Her playful tone carried a hint of affectionate teasing as she reassured him about the tidiness, knowing his penchant for order. She was perfectly aware of how he had an obsession with it by now. @elpida

[wrldofmyown]

something @elpida didn't ask for (sorry)

It had been a couple of months since the break up and the added... incident from the last night she spent with Cade happened and Isabella hadn't been doing great. She put her side job on hold and returned to staying with her parents for a while.

Eventually, she agreed to a night out with friends and found herself in a nightclub, a few shots of tequila in and currently with another beverage in her hand while she danced with her friends, until a couple of them ended up moving to dance with their dates.

Downing the rest of her drink caused her vision to become dizzy and she stumbled to take a seat and as she saw the couples dancing together, she felt a wave of sadness wash over her; she missed Cade and the way it felt to have his arms wrapped around her.

Without giving it a second thought she clicked his name on her contacts, after a couple of rings it went straight to voicemail. But it didn't stop her, her mind a little too numb to care.

"Hiiii," a deep breath, "you're probably working or maybe even fuckin' someone, lucky her if you are," her words were slurred, "I miss the way you hold me. I miss you." And she hung up. That was the first voicemail she left.

Then another one, "my friends brought dates and some others are leaving with people they just met and here I am, the fuckin' joke calling her ex to tell him how much i love him."

And finally, "fuck, I miss you Cade. I love you and hate how I can't stop thinking about you. I miss the way you fu---" her words were cut short but the call was still going as two guys sat next to her, "want me to take your mind off that guy, beautiful?" and Isa shook her head, "no," just after the other guy leaned closer, the smell of the whiskey he had drank quickly invaded Isabella's personal space, "what about two, sweet girl? You look the type to take both of us..." The mere thought of that made Isa's expression turn into one of disgust, "I'm not interested..." But the guys didn't seem to take no for an answer, "please, just leave." Isabella kept repeating as her voice started to become a little quieter. That's when the voicemail cut off and sent to Cade.

[secretscost-archived]

@elpida asked: “let me hear you, baby.” - from cade

When Arya first met Cade, he had the looks of being a really rough and intimidating guy, which he actually was considering the bruises and cuts in his face and arms. But to Arya he wasn't that. Cade was very sweet, funny and a gentleman.

Until now that the man had his strong hands on her hips, helping her bounce her hips on his as she had straddled him. Arya was holding back her moans by biting down on her bottom lip mainly because she was afraid of being a little too loud and disturbing the neighbors.

"Hmmm..." Looking down at him, a smile spread across her lips. Her slender fingers caressed up her body until reaching her tits; squeezing them and pinching her nipples with her index and thumb. Rolling her hips, she moaned louder this time, feeling Cade's cock touching that special spot inside her. "Oh God... you feel so good, baby." Not to mention how handsome he looked beneath her. Arya leaned forward, hiding her face by the crook of his neck, kissing and nibbling his skin softly, "fuck me harder," Arya whispered in his ear. She couldn't get enough of him.

[thxnymph]

Closed Starter

"Finally some peace and quiet." Renata stated upon entering their suite. It was a beautiful room. It was more like a house really. A kitchen, a bathroom, a bedroom and living room. And to top it all off they had a lovely view of the city, and the night sky that was filled with stars.

Renata just wanted to sit down and eat something, to relax a little bit. The tour had officially begun, and despite the ominous figure that was the stalker, everything seemed to be going well. So far, nothing had happened. The police hadn't informed her of anything, there was no letters or pictures sent. Perhaps he had finally backed down, she could only hope. The singer didn't have to worry, since she had one of the best bodyguards working for her. Renata had Cade by her side at all times, which made her feel safe. "Sit down, relax. Do you want anything to eat? I can have room service bring it up." // @elpida

[xgoldxnhour]

All I Want

continued from (x)

@elpida

The question makes her laugh, is that normal? It's a fair one to ponder and possibly a common virtue for those found their situation. A sort of purgatory, in a way. "If it were normal, don't think there'd be much of an industry that prevents this kind of thing then." Yes, perhaps birth control has become another capitalistic moniker taken advantage of, it was also supposed to be a safeguard. Something that just didn't have to be worried about.

The both seem to be going through their own waves and stages of grief or at least simply shock and uncertainty. They both bestow apologies and brush off the other. There really isn't any need for them but understandably used as a buffer to validate a reponse. "I guess I just didn't know what else to say, but--" Another laugh as the two seem to lighten away from the aftershock. Digested a little bit to put it loosely. "Of course, I told you..." Slowly, she begins to close their distance, walking away from the counter and toward his spot at the couch. "Not only are you sort of part of this...equation but--you're also the person I'd want to call about anything..." Their relationship has evolved slowly over the years, first is as friends and then something toeing the line and now they were trying to see what the other side had to hold. Surely, they weren't expecting this, but didn't entirely mean it was a bad thing.

There's a noticeable smile as he shares his dream of being a father. She could see it clearly, the image of Cade in the backyard playfully wrestling with some kids in the backyard, letting them win.

"Um...well--I hadn't thought about it, I mean, I have--now, but not a ton before. I don't know. You know my family." It had been only her, her brother and her father for years now; her mother having died when the twins were children, barely ten years old. "Do I want it? I--think so. I think...a part of me has always...wanted to have kids one day." The ease from before tenses again as hands tighten into fists and she feels the urge to distance again, twirling to the side slightly to look away, head down. "But what if I'm not good at it? The whole...mom thing." It's been a fear she's had for a long time, what if not knowing her mom keeps her from being a good one?

[persephonyed]

i went on a hunt for everything i owe, so i’m going to list it down below, and then you can tell me if i owe you anything else or if a thread is missing on here at all. this is my only solution to attempt to be organized rn before doing all the subscribing or thread tracking etc. trying to keep track of it on my own for the moment.

people/threads i owe replies to:

winifred & eleanor — @in-de-cent

margot & mason — @musingmixtape

margot & charlotte, indie & edith, arden & rue, and tate & cora — @cigvrettedvet

sebastian & lyanna — @silvrmoon

izzie & louis and piper & sydney — @fillyoursoulxx

imogen & taylor and ingrid & jack — @tenderstars

rosie & jolene — @felteverywhere

elei & carmen — @neveraftcr

darby & natalia, blair & flossie, and izzie & tansy — @lilacwiine

elenor & cade — @elpida

malia & jeb and a reply to the kayko starter — @springbreezc

sawyer & jules — @gothwives

if you’re not on this list and i owe you something, please speak now!!!!!! i really wanna make sure i have everything owed in my drafts rn before i go follow everyone and subscribe to everything and figure out how i am going to keep track of it. you can always tag me in replies, send me a dm when you reply, or yell at me on disc or something. i just wanna make sure i’ve got all my shit lined up and don’t miss anything. <3

[isolatednights]

closed starter for @elpida

there's a stark difference between the arrival of rhea and elias to the farm compared to their newest guests. the first few days are slow ; battered and bruised bodies needing to heal, a new routine needing to be formed, a caution between two uncertain groups fading.

despite cade's desire to keep her bedridden until the deep rope burn on her wrists had healed, the woman had forced herself up and about within two days. busying herself with chores, showing the ropes to silas and eris when they weren't visiting with their friend, and watching the children. she was hopeful that this might work out for them ; that their group might expand, and its a hope that only grows when she walks back inside that afternoon to be told eden's woken up.

dinner is more lively than its been since before everything had occurred, and by the time everyone drags themselves to separate corners of the farmhouse, she's exhausted. there's a gentle breeze slipping through the open windows, and aside from the soft murmurings of others and the occasional shuffle of feet against old boards, the house has quieted. she knows cade isn't asleep, because his breathing hasn't deepened, yet the pair of them lay close, seemingly content.

"my father was always able to see the world in a way others weren't," she notes softly, breaking the silence between them and mentioning the man for the first time in ages. "a third eye, my mother called it. this...divine Intuition that begged to be followed." fingers tug at her pillow case, eyes drifting toward the billowing curtains. "he always hoped someday i'd find someone good. who'd love me, and protect me, and value me in the way he did my mother."

it's a statement that sits heavily between them, something unspoken. "i think he took one look at you and just knew. every interaction after that just proved it and that's why he trusted you with me." rolling slightly to glance over her shoulder at cade, brows furrow. "i put them on a pedestal for a long time. the ideal example of love, yet i couldn't understand how my father could've done what he did, you know? how he could choose between my mother and i so easily. but i - i get it now."

"think i've known for a while and i should've said it the moment you came for me and i - you know i love you, right?"

[wrldofmyown]

@elpida asked: 'you've been crying whats wrong?' || meme || for Cade!

She had been thinking about what to tell Cade for three days now. The situation, under other circumstances, would've been happy news. But after their argument in which Isa put an end to them, the pregnancy test being positive, was among the last thing she needed.

With her eyes reddened and her voice shaky, she took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant." Then she showed him the picture of the test she had taken nearly a week ago.

[isolatednights]

"When did you get this?" reverse - cade&aiyla

@elpida

ever since they'd arrived the farm, they'd fallen into a routine of pairing together for whatever project required doing that day. most were necessities - repairs to the fence, hooking up solar panels, tending the gardens or going for supply runs off the property - but occasionally there were things that popped up that allowed them to live rather than just survive.

elias had approached the pair when it had been agreed additional raised beds would be built to expand their produce. the other man had wanted raspberries for rhea - a surprise, he'd claimed. cade had grumbled about the lack of necessity and only begrudgingly agreed after a silent exchange with aiyla.

the summer sun was high and hot - leaving the conversation between them restricted to the occasional comment or confirmation in hopes of reserving energy and getting done faster. when cade suggested a break for water, aiyla had stood - blue hues raising to look at him just as he's grabbed the edge of his shirt to wipe the sweat from his brow.

she'd moved before she'd even thought about it - fingers of one hand snatching the fabric and raising it back up while the others ghost over the spiderwebbing against his side. new - if the angry red color had anything to say about it. "when did you get this?" why didn't you tell me?

[wrldofmyown]

@elpida continued

She knew the answer to her question before she even asked however, she desperately wanted to be wrong. Then Cade said 'no' and her heart broke. A knot formed in her throat as her eyes welled up with tears and she took a step back from him. "I'm not that young," she tried to defend with a scoff but her words were slightly broken, "I'm closer to being 30. I can take my own decisions." But she knew where he was coming from, she knew he was right. It hurt her to admit that Cade was right because she wanted him. God, she loved him.

Her head began to pound as she held back tears and shakily took a seat on his couch, bringing her knees to her chest, softly resting her cheek on them as tears began to roll down her face.

Isa remained in silence for a bit, then brushed her tears away before looking at him with reddened eyes, "then what are we doing here? Why are you with me? Are we just supposed to have a fun time indoors and nothing more? am I just someone you want to have for a good time? While someone more... more... mature, more... motherly-like, more age appropriate shows up for Daisy and for you to spend your life with?"

[wiinestories]

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY TO THESE TWO 💕😍😍 @elpida

[wiinestories]

WHAT IF THEY HAD AN INSTAGRAM EDITION - @elpida

[wiinestories]

🖤🖤 - for Eden&Cade (I'm also curious hehehe)

send 🖤 and my character will answer about yours.

Eden:

attractiveness:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic (he does think she's got talents) / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot (he's filth like that yes )/ I love them.

current impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love (but wont' admit itttt) / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

Cade:

attractiveness:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable (if HE GETS ANGRY AND SUCH HEH) / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

current impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

[wiinestories]

drabble - angelo&agatha - a confession. @elpida

As Agatha lay on the hospital bed, her mind was consumed by thoughts of the recent events, particularly focused on Cade. Questions whirled through her head in a relentless cycle. Why hadn't he trusted her with the truth about his work? Why keep her in the dark about his involvement with dangerous people? Each repetition of these questions only intensified her confusion and hurt. A solitary tear escaped her eye, tracing a path down her cheek, a silent testament to the turmoil within her. She longed for Cade's presence, wishing he would be beside her to provide comfort and answers. Yet, at the same time, she feared what he might reveal, uncertain if she could handle the truth and the potential fallout from it.

Agatha's head snapped up as the door creaked open, revealing Angelo's imposing figure. "Leave," she said firmly, her gaze turning away from him. Angelo approached the bed, hands in the pockets of his black trousers. "I came over to apologize and because I noticed Eden wasn't here," he explained, closing the door behind him. "I meant my apology from earlier, Nightshade. I wasn't aware you were expecting. I'm sorry."

"I don't want your fucking apology. Just leave. I want to be alone with my baby," Agatha retorted, her voice filled with venom as she kept her gaze averted. Angelo tsked, shaking his head as he then took steps closer beside her, now standing before her. "You should learn to relax. It's not worth it for you to be like this when you are pregnant. I get it, you're angry over your husband lying to you—"

"Shut it!" Agatha's voice rose sharply as Angelo mentioned the word 'husband', her hand gesturing emphatically. Cade wasn't... not yet. But it certainly felt that way, didn't it? With a heavy sigh, she shook her head, her frustration palpable. "I've got no explanations to give to a bloody criminal, and I'm not taking advice from him either. Piss off." Agatha focused on her breathing, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly, attempting to quell her rising anger.

"If it helps your cause, Sabelle is just someone who got me to Eden. Nothing else. He's not an associate of mine, and I know he doesn't deal with my friends either. He's just a guy doing some dirty work, but he's no criminal, and he's clearly into you. Guys like him? His type? Well, they might fit into this world, but if there's the right woman, he might just leave it all. He's not a man that would cheat, either. Learn to see the brighter side of things." Angelo snapped, narrowing her eyes at her.

"And yet I'm hearing this from a man that could cheat on Eden or leave her when she gets all the money she owes you..." Agatha pointed out, turning her gaze to him. "And you'll happen to know Cade better than I've ever had? Oh please," Angelo pulled his hands out of his pockets, raising a brow at her as he pressed his palms against the edge of the bed, flat. "I see she has told you about that," he remarked with a hum, his glare intensifying. "She has, and I warn you now, Santino, that if you dare to hurt her. I'll be the first to come after you and make sure you regret it." Agatha warned, her words laced with threat and firm determination.

Angelo began chuckling at her threatening words, slowly leaning off the bed as he didn't take them seriously. "Of course you're wrong about your own bullshit assumption." His voice raised, keeping his glare on her. "You, and most likely your precious husband, who doesn't have the balls to face you." His voice lowered, filled with poison. If someone dared to mention or use Eden against him, he'd react aggressively or aim for what could hurt. "At least I was and am honest about the criminal asshole I am, Agatha. But you're so fucking wrong about my feelings towards her because you have no fucking idea, and you make it up based on your own shitty assumptions."

"You don't give a damn about her, do you?" Agatha shouted at him, her words cutting through the air like knives as she ignored his venom-laced retorts. "You only care about what she gives you—a taste of youth and pleasure. That's all she is to you." Angelo's hands balled into fists, and he threw a punch towards the wall, startling her. The impact made him groan in pain, but he didn't stop. He struck the door with his other fist, the sound reverberating through the room. "You have no fucking idea because I care about her and I need her! I don't fucking care about the money!" His confession was raw, his anger palpable. As he realized the weight of his words, he began to calm himself, his tone softening. "I'll make sure to kill anyone that steps in our way. Mark my words, Agatha. I'm sure Sabelle would do the same for you. Put him on a fucking leash, and you two stay out of my relationship with Eden." With that, he opened the door and left the room, leaving Agatha shocked with his confession.

Agatha lay back on the bed, her hand gently caressing her growing belly. "How I wish, how I wish you were here…" she whispered softly, her words barely audible in the quiet room. With a heavy heart, she closed her eyes, hoping that when she woke up, Cade would be there beside her.