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Hey! What about 23.. in relief with Hangster and Reader? Idk if that's something your willing to do so feel free to say no ❤️🖤

Hi Alayna! This is my first time writing a pseudo-threesome and I hope you love it! Here is Kiss #23 in relief with Hangster and Reader! 🥰😘🥰😘🥰😘

Two May Be Perfect (To Kiss)

You’ve been stuck, stuck between a rock and a hard place, between Scylla and Charybdis, honestly it doesn’t matter what you’re stuck between, you’re just stuck. It still surprises you, sometimes, to think that two men would be so enthralled by you that they'd fight for your attention. Jake Seresin and Bradley Bradshaw have both been extraordinarily tenacious in jousting for your attention. You like both men, honestly you do. But you can't figure out which man you like more.

Bradley never fails to make you smile and you feel like you could talk to him about anything and everything. Jake - Jake is different. You have fun with him, every moment you spend with him is genuinely unabashedly fun. He's an adventurous soul who brings out the adventurer in you. How could you choose?

But before you could choose, both of them are called onto a special mission, a mission which has your heart aflutter and worry shrouding your mind. Six months later, you're no closer to a decision than you were when they left. It's a fantastic time to be having this particular revelation, standing at the docks in a sundress the color of Jake's eyes, covered in the hibiscus flowers Bradley prefers on his shirts.

Who do you go to first? Jake? Or Bradley? Who do you kiss first? Who do you hold first? Who do you speak to first? Who do you tell first that you worried about them? Jake? Or Bradley? Bradley? Or Jake? Your mind is running around in circles and just as you're about to turn tail and head home, twin calls of your name rend the air.

Their smiles make your knees weak and before you can think, you're running into their arms. Twin bands of steel curl around your form and twin kisses press against your head with each stuttering breath you take.

"Hullo, darling," It's Jake calling you that, you know it as well as you can feel the chest you're resting against.

"Hi, sweetheart." Bradley's voice is just as welcoming as Jake releases you and you curl into his arms.

"I'm so happy you are both home. I'm so happy you're both safe." Your voice is tremulous and too soft.

"If you're happy we're safe, sweetheart, then how come you haven't greeted us properly?" You can't hide your incredulous smile or the shocked look you share with Jake, who looks deliciously broad in his khakis.

But dutifully, hesitatingly, you step forward, curling your hands around the base of his neck and pressing your lips to Bradley's. Where the kiss begins gentle and sweet it slowly grows in passion and heat. You pour your relief into the kiss, your heart into the kiss. When Bradley releases you from his solid, firm, warm grasp, you spin shakily to launch yourself at Jake. He's smirking as you kiss him too, each brush of his lips and plundering swipe of his tongue sending you spiraling.

It feels like both forever and not long enough when he pulls away.

"Darling. Darling, c'mon. Take us home, beautiful. Let us show you how much we missed you?" It's with a huge smile on your face that you lead them to your car. Maybe you don't have to choose at all?

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[lady-alayna]

Heyyy.

Been lurking around tumblr for awhile with no account; over friends' shoulders and through shares and whatnot. Long story short we weren't allowed to have much internet stuff, but my sister begged Mom long enough to let her have ao3/ffn so here I am.

I would've waited on making any accounts until I was actually ready to post my work, but Mom wanted me here to protect my sister from the hate monsters or whatever so I thought why not share bits and pieces while I'm at it.

About Me

So the first thing you need to know is that this is the internet, therefore only one or two things matter about me. I'm definitely not my whole self here, that's for irl friends/family only.

Thing one: I'm really into Legend of Zelda. Not really the games, mostly just the lore and what I can do with it all.

Thing two: I have one (1) wip and when I finish it I'll probably just yeet off the internet. Unless I get another idea, but you know that's really not likely.

About My Wip

It's a fanfiction, first and foremost. Pretty heavily inspired by Breath of the Wild specifically, but it's a modern Hyrule where basically everyone has a Shiekah slate type thing (phone), air conditioning, motorcycles, all that jazz. Link has parents and probably a sibling because I wish Nintendo actually gave him that in more of the games. I'm making a language to go with it, it's great.

So yeah, early stages, still pretty underdeveloped but if you like the vibe then give me a follow I guess.

[tookishrogue]

rewriting the map: intro & info

hey everyone! I’ve closed requests for now so I can focus on my upcoming series, “Rewriting the Map!” (credit to @gandalfthepimp for the title name, tysm!!) to prevent spoilers, I won’t explain the genre or au I’m using. next two posts will be the character sheets of the two main characters, Elisa and Alayna!

[stayextrafrosty]

I’m Dying for a Taste of You: Chapter 5

Chapter Title: The Side Effects of You

Chapter Summary: Michael and Alex follow Caber out to the middle of nowhere and witness a horrific sight. Michael makes a decision regarding Alex that doesn't work out the way he hopes.

A/N:  I've officially planned out the rest of this story! I've never planned anything before and it feels strangely liberating. The remaining chapters will be longer (like this one) so I can wrap up the plot of this story in a reasonable amount of time. There's a pretty graphic depiction of blood and body horror in here so be warned. And we have the return of highly possessive Michael. So enjoy!

Kinks Explored: Somnophilia, bondage, wax play

Read on AO3 // Masterlist

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Alex and Michael followed Caber out but lost sight of him as he wove through the cars. Alex watched Michael’s eyes as he glared at every small movement that Alex wouldn’t be able to see. He rested a hand on his arm.

“Just stay calm. He wouldn’t stray far from Alayna right? Are we really going to assume she just left?” Michael rolled his shoulders in response.

“I can still smell the creep. Wait here,” he said. He quickly unhooked the chain from Alex’s neck and he vanished. He was only gone for a moment before he was back and shoving a sweatshirt and gun into his arms. Alex raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t think I’d come here without having a way to arm you, did you?” Alex didn’t know what he thought. He had been perfectly willing to let Michael handle the fighting if need be.

What’s wrong with me? I never completely put my life in someone else’s hands. It’s stupid.

Alex pulled the sweatshirt on and wrapped the strap of the holster around his waist. Michael looked him over once and grabbed his hand, pulling him in a direction away from the club. Alex knew this would be faster to let Michael go alone, but he didn’t seem to be willing to do that.

His prosthesis made it hard to run. Michael seemed to be conscious of it but the pace he was walking certainly wasn’t easy. Alex just clenched his jaw and kept pace. He wondered if turning into a vampire would heal his leg. He assumed not but the rumor was that becoming a vampire healed everything. He had learned to live with it and it wasn’t as though it bothered him, but what would it be like to actually experience sensation again?

Michael gripped his hand tightly and seemed to slow his pace. Alex just squeezed his hand back as they walked. Michael was scanning over everything, occasionally lifting his head like a dog would, smelling the air. Alex wanted to chuckle but he figured he could tease him about it when they weren’t hunting a killer vampire.

“Hey,” Alex said softly, tugging on his arm. Michael stopped walking.

“I don’t know if Caber is the vampire behind the murders. But even if he’s not, I have to kill him for breaking the rules of the club.”

“Not that I doubt your abilities, but isn’t he way stronger than you?”

“I’m a lot more pissed off. I know you can’t smell it, but he’s surrounded by blood.” Alex nodded slowly and Michael turned to keep walking.

They were walking into an open field next to the club. The neon lights still obscured the stars and served as a beacon to find their way back. Not that Michael would get lost. The rocky New Mexico ground made Alex stumble but he never fell with Michael holding onto him.

The walk was silent except for the dirt under their feet. The darkness grew as they moved further into the opening. His eyes were adjusting slowly but the moon was absent so natural light was minimal. Alex looked up at the stars, wondering just how he had gotten into this mess.

He could just barely see the dip of the water retention hole. No water would be there now but the spring and the melting snow usually filled it. Michael sped up his walking again, pulling Alex along behind him. He was at a light jog by the time they got to the edge.

A small hint of light coming from one of the sewers caught his attention. The biggest one. He glanced at Michael who was hyper focused and glaring at the light.

“Stay here and I’ll be back,” he ordered quietly. Alex shook his head.

“There’s no way I’m letting you go down there alone. You gave me a gun for a reason,” he whispered back.

“I can smell a lot of blood. Whatever’s down there… I don’t think you should see it.”

“This is my job remember? I need to find the identity of who’s killing girls to clear your name. And I have a strong feeling it’s Caber.” Michael clenched his jaw and ran a hand through his hair.

“Dammit, fine.” He released Alex’s hand and lifted his to his mouth, biting it. Alex didn’t flinch as Michael lifted his bleeding hand and wiped it from his chin down his neck. He repeated the same motion on the other side. Alex raised an eyebrow.

“What’s all that for?” he asked.

“It’ll cover your smell for a little while. Hopefully long enough to get some useful information.” Michael started walking down slope to the basin. Alex watched after him for a moment before following. He stumbled a bit but Michael was right in front of him, looking over his shoulder as they walked.

When they finally made it down, Michael, grabbed his face gently. Even in the dark, his sharp features stood out. He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. It felt too much like a goodbye. When Michael tried to pull away, Alex grabbed his arm and yanked him back. Alex wasted no time running his fingers over his shoulders and up his neck to rest on his face. He kissed him again. Filling it with a promise of later that he wasn’t sure he would be able to keep.

Michael held him close for another few moments, sighing against his lips and hands slipping just under the sweatshirt so his fingers brushed over Alex’s skin.

“Stay behind me,” Michael mumbled. Alex nodded and they pulled apart. They walked as quietly as they could to the sewer opening, finding the grate cover set to the side of the hole. Michael had to duck slightly but it was wide enough for them to walk side by side. Alex followed him in, opting to stay only one step behind him as opposed to a few.

The light at the end of the tunnel pulsed and flickered every few seconds. Why would they light a fire in a place with almost no ventilation? Alex started to see the imperfections in the wall as they got closer. The tension in Michael’s shoulders refused to relax. Alex couldn’t smell what he did, but it must be torture.

They rounded the curve of the sewer, Michael trying to peak ahead before they accidentally walked out and gave themselves away. Alex grabbed his hand again, trying to make sure that he didn’t stumble too far forward. Michael squeezed his hand in a silent acknowledgment.

Suddenly he stopped and pressed himself against the wall as tightly as he could. He lifted a finger to his lips and inched his way along the stone. Alex tried to peak around his body but Michael kept him pressed back. Alex dropped his hand and reached for his gun. He finally picked up on the quiet talking.

“I promise baby girl, I’ll stop whenever you want. This is just a scene I’ve wanted to try,” he heard Caber say. His voice was weirdly gentle and reassuring.

“I don’t know if I like being tied up like this. I mean… what if you can’t stop?” A small voice squeaked out. They finally inched far enough that Alex could look around Michael.

Torches burned along the walls and in the center of the room. He watched a shirtless Caber walk around a stone slab. It was almost straight but rested at an angle with a girl who was still fully clothed chained to it. Alex chanced a look at Michael who looked sick to his stomach.

“You don’t trust me? I’m hurt. I promise you’ll enjoy this.” He stopped in front of the girl and leaned in, biting her shoulder. Her limbs pulled against the cuffs as she sighed in pleasure. Alex looked away. He started to feel hope. That maybe this girl wasn’t in danger, just at the mercy of some weird fantasy.

The tearing of fabric made him jump as his head jerked up to watch in horror as a knife ripped through her dress. She screamed and tried to cover herself but with her hands and legs restrained, she was helpless. Alex gripped the gun in his hand, ready to jump in and stop this.

“Stop! I don’t want this!”

“So you lied to me? That’s not very nice.” Alex could hear the sick joy he was getting from this. The girl’s eyes widened as he pressed the tip of the knife into her throat. She choked out a sob and desperately pulled at the cuffs.

Alex took less than a step towards them.

He thought he would go deaf from her scream.

Michael grabbed his arm.

“Your blood is for a good cause. Promise.”

Blood poured from the line running down her torso.

-

A hand clamped down over Alex’s mouth and pulled him back from the scene. His fingers trembled around the gun and his feet weren’t on the floor. Water spilled from his eyes and his stomach turned. The image burned into his mind replayed on every surface he looked at.

Michael held him so tightly he thought he might snap in half. But he also might fall apart otherwise. He mumbled soft hushing sounds into his ear. Telling him to wait for a bit longer. Michael pulled the gun from his hand and slipped it back into the holster on his hip.

Alex had seen the bodies after they had been drained. But they were never like what he just saw. He hadn’t considered what the other victims looked like while it was happening. Now he had a perfect visual. One that he couldn’t force away.

He could hear Michael mumbling words in his ear but couldn’t make any of them out. The light at the end of the tunnel was growing faint but even the dark couldn’t stop the replay of the knife cutting the girl open.

The night air brushed over his face, forcing him to finally blink. Tears still ran over his cheeks and the nausea hadn’t subsided. He struggled in Michael’s arms as his stomach flipped. He released him and Alex fell to his knees hurling. Sobs made his shoulders tremble and broke up the sounds of his emptying stomach.

Michael rubbed his back slowly, pulling him into his arms when he couldn’t puke anymore. They sat together as Alex cried, his eyes screwed shut, willing the image away.

“I know, I know. He won’t get away with this ok?” Michael reassured. But Alex couldn’t take it. The tears didn’t stop as he wrenched himself away from Michael, rage filling his body. “Alex—”

“I’m going to fucking kill him,” Alex growled out. He grabbed the gun and ran- as much as he could on shaking legs- back toward the entrance to the sewer. He didn’t get far before Michael was grabbing him again, arms wrapped around his waist as though he were a small child.

“You will die if you go back in there right now!”

“I don’t care! I’ll take that bastard with me!”

“Alex, listen to me! I will help you, ok? I will help you get rid of him but please, stop!”

“I can’t let him walk for another second!” Michael’s fingers dug into his waist as he was pulled back. Alex struggled but Michael held him fast. He was spun around to look at Michael’s face.

The background faded away and he couldn’t break eye contact. Michael’s eyes glowed bright red in the dark. His mark throbbed and he dropped the gun to the ground. His body relaxed and he struggled to remember what they were arguing about. Michael spoke slowly, but his mouth never moved.

Calm down. I’m here. Stop fighting.

And it was the best idea ever. Alex leaned in slowly and Michael pulled him to his chest. Soft kisses were dropped over his cheek and down his neck. He let his head roll to the side and eyes flutter shut.

Sleep. My love.

-

Light filtered in from the edges of the shade when Alex cracked open his eyes. He closed them again when he determined it was too bright. Feeling slowly returned to his body. The soft sheets were wrapped around him. Softer than normal cotton. They rested against skin all the way down his body. He was sore from the previous day but pleasantly so. He reached out and ran his fingers over the fabric before they brushed against another body. He turned over slowly and pulled his eyes open again.

Michael’s face was soft and his curls looked like a halo on the pillow where the light fell. Alex followed the lines of his face down his neck to his shoulders. He followed the hard lines until they disappeared under the covers at his waist.

Alex didn’t remember much after they followed Caber out of the club. It’s like there was a blank where memories should have been. Alex sighed and figured he would just ask Michael when he woke up.

He wanted the answers now but he couldn’t bring himself to disturb the peace that was the two of them in bed together. Alex reached out again, running his fingers over Michael’s cheek and over his neck. He snored softly and shifted under Alex’s touch but didn’t wake.

He scooted himself closer as his hand ran over his shoulder and down his side. He slipped his fingers under the sheet and pushed it away slowly. Alex kept his eyes on Michael’s face, making sure he didn’t wake up. He rolled him to his back carefully, leaning down and kissing his chest.

Michael was beautiful and Alex had known that since the first time they met. But now he had time to really take him in. He might have blushed if he had been awake but this was his time. His time to be selfish.

Alex kissed his chest, flicking his tongue over his nipples and watching them harden from the attention. Michael sighed in his sleep as he slowly worked his way down his torso. The lower he moved, the more Michael’s cock hardened.

“’lex…” Michael mumbled. Alex held in his laugh from the joy of knowing he could have this effect on him, even in his sleep. He let his fingers dance over his skin, barely brushing the surface. The hair on his chest tickled his fingers and face.

He moved lower, nipping gently at the skin on his hips. Michael’s breathing was picking up, and soft moans occasionally escaped. Alex wondered what he was dreaming about. He ran his hands down his arms and tickled the palms of his hands. Tracing his mouth along the V of his hips, Alex positioned himself between Michael’s legs.

Alex started slowly, taking the head of his half hard cock in his mouth. A small whimper made him grin. He scratched his sides gently, moving down to his hips and then legs. Michael’s mouth opened slightly as he sighed. Alex swirled his tongue around the head, tasting the pre cum that had started leaking.

He pushed Michael’s thighs apart slowly, running a finger along the crease of his ass. He sucked his cock in as deep as his gag reflex would allow. Michael whispered a broken sound that might have been his name. Alex teased his fingers around his hole as he wrapped his tongue around his cock as much as he could.

Alex kept watch on his face as he moved his head up and down at a steady pace. His free hand massaged his own growing erection as it throbbed and begged to be stimulated by something else.

If I wake him up, I’m sure he’d be more than willing to solve this problem.

Alex pushed the tip of his finger into Michael’s ass. He’d wanted to do this yesterday but he’d been spent. As fun as it had been to include Forrest, he needed to own Michael. Make sure he was the only one Michael wanted.

He released his cock from his mouth and ran his tongue down his shaft before sucking one of his balls into his mouth briefly. Michael’s eyebrows drew together along with a soft moan. Alex moved on quickly, pushing his tongue against his entrance alongside his finger. He only lingered a few seconds before pulling away. He glanced around the room and noticed a brand new bottle of lube on the dresser. He ran his eyes over Michael again and decided against pulling himself up and putting on his prosthesis just for that. He pulled his fingers out and spit on them before pushing them back in.

Alex kissed Michael’s thighs as his fingers moved in him slowly. He watched Michael’s cock jump every time he pushed in. He went back and forth between his legs, working his way back to his hips and the head of his now fully hard cock. Alex let his eyes flutter closed as he took Michael in his mouth again.

“Well this is certainly my favorite way to wake up,” a groggy voice mumbled. Fingers ran through Alex’s hair as he opened his eyes to find Michael smiling at him. He hummed around him and Michael sighed happily, gripping the strands of hair. “Fuck,” he breathed out.

Alex curved the two fingers buried in his ass, pressing against his prostate. Michael’s cock throbbed in his mouth as small moans slipped out. Michael let him take his time. Never thrusted though he could feel the way his legs were shaking.

“God Alex, I won’t last if you keep this up,” Michael joked, breathless. Alex released his cock from his lips and grinned up at him.

“Fine. Do me a favor and get the lube you so kindly picked up.” Michael smiled back as Alex pulled his fingers out. Michael moved quickly and was back on the bed kneeling next to Alex in no time at all.

Alex pushed himself up on his knees to meet him halfway. Michael cradled his face in his hands as their lips met softly. Alex reached of his hips, running his hands over them to the muscles in his lower back. He splayed them over as much skin as he could, feeling the muscles flex.

Michael licked at his lip before tugging on it gently, making Alex sigh. He ran his hands down to squeeze his ass before pushing a finger back in. Michael yanked their bodies flush against each other, save for the space where he was gripping both of their cocks and stroking at the same pace as Alex’s finger.

“I had never seen anything so beautiful. You sleeping next to me,” Alex said during a pause in their kisses. “Every part of you free for me to take. I couldn’t help myself.” Michael chuckled and Alex could have sworn his cheeks were dusted pink.

“You keep reminding me how much I don’t deserve you. But I refuse to let you go.” Michael nipped at his lip again, slightly elongated fangs catching the skin. Alex pulled his finger out of his ass and gripped his hips instead.

“The feeling is mutual,” Alex said. Then he pushed Michael onto his back again. He dragged his hands more roughly over his torso than he had earlier. Michael rolled into his touch and reached up to run his own hands down Alex’s arms. Alex didn’t allow it for long, grabbing his wrists and pinning them together above his head.

Michael’s fanged smile turned Alex on more than ever. Everything about Michael was perfect. He leaned down to press hungry kisses against his mouth that Michael gladly returned. Alex rubbed their cocks together, shuddering at the stickiness that leaked from both tips.

He grabbed the lube and pushed the cap open. He released Michael’s wrists but he never moved them as Alex coated himself. Michael’s eyes burned holes in his skin as they roamed his body. Alex closed the lube and tossed it aside. He grabbed Michael’s wrists again and let his now lube coated fingers slip inside him.

Michael moaned and rolled his hips. His noises cut short by Alex kissing him again. He moved his fingers quickly, spreading and twisting them to relax the muscles. But Alex was already impatient, and apparently so was Michael.

“Fuck Alex, I need you inside me,” he pleaded between kisses.

Alex pulled his fingers out roughly, making Michael yelp and grabbed his cock, pushing the head into his ass. Both of their mouths fell open at the tight squeeze. Alex rocked his hips slowly but his legs were shaking with need.

Michael wrapped his own legs around Alex’s hips and pulled him in. He thrusted forward, burying himself deep inside. Alex’s head fell to rest on Michael’s shoulder as they both moaned and panted.

Alex thrusted roughly again and again. His eyes closed, lost in the bliss of Michael clenching around him. He pressed his mouth to his shoulder and kissed once, twice, then bit. Michael met his next thrust, making them both gasp.

“Alex, please. I need to touch you,” Michael begged. Alex met his gaze before releasing him. Almost instantly his arms were around his neck, hands tangled in his hair, pulling their mouths together. Alex kept his rhythm steady but he was close and it wouldn’t stay that way much longer.

“You’re mine, Michael,” Alex said when they parted. “I don’t want you going to anyone else for anything, understand?” He watched as Michael’s eyes turned red and teeth extended. He tried to turn his face away but Alex grabbed his throat, forcing him to meet his eyes. “I refuse to let you go.”

Alex held Michael down by his throat. Knowing full well that if he wanted to, he could escape. He sat up and bent one of Michael’s legs back so he could hit deeper. They moaned together at the new angle. Michael grabbed himself and started stroking as Alex snapped his hips forward.

His mind was getting fuzzy. All he could focus on was chasing the edge that he wanted to fall over. He squeezed his hand around Michael’s throat tighter and watched as his back arched and his fist twisted into the sheets.

“Cum for me Michael,” Alex ordered. Michael moaned and grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand from his throat. Alex smirked down at him as he pressed his lips to the pulse point in his arm. “Go on baby. If you want it, it’s yours.”

Alex’s hips stuttered in their rhythm when he bit down. It hurt. So much more than usual. Alex hissed but kept his thrusts going. He cursed as he felt the pressure in his groin. Michael was staring up at him, eyes as red as the blood that escaped from the side of his mouth. He wanted to beg Michael to kill him. To turn him.

Michael released his wrist and pushed himself up with his free hand. Alex leaned in to rest his forehead against his. They panted together, chasing the relief that they both needed.

“Michael, I’m…” He didn’t have time to finish his sentence before he was filling Michael’s ass with his cum. Choking out a low moan and grabbing his legs, bending them back so he could pound into him. Michael’s ass gripped around him, sending waves of overstimulation to the rest of his body. His cock throbbed as it emptied itself.

“’lex…” Michael moaned out. A few more rough thrusts pushed him over the edge.

Michael’s back arched as his hand pumped his cock. He came over his abs and fist, moaning brokenly as Alex’s thrusts slowed. Alex pushed himself fully inside Michael before letting himself fall forward onto his chest. Michael squirmed beneath him, rubbing his cock against Alex’s stomach and grinding his ass against his hips where they were connected.

“Stop moving,” Alex mumbled, nuzzling his face into his chest.

“Can’t. You feel too good,” he replied though he did attempt to still his hips.

Alex lifted his head and rested his chin on Michael’s chest. He watched him curiously. The blood on his lips started to dry and he seemed to be biting his bottom lip to keep himself still. Alex leaned up and kissed him, pulling his lip from between his teeth. Fresh blood slipped over Alex’s tongue and he sighed happily.

“If you need more—” Alex started. Michael cut him off by flipping them over. The mess on his stomach was now covering Alex’s too. He grabbed his cock loosely and rubbed slowly, grinding his ass down.

Alex whimpered quietly but didn’t stop him. He ran his hands over his legs and hips, moving Michael back and forth. His cock throbbed from the continued stimulation but it wasn’t a bad feeling.

It wasn’t long before Michael was gasping and moaning above him, jerking himself off with shaking legs. Alex dug his fingers into his hips and thrusted his own up quickly. Their hips met a few times before Michael shuttered and came again with a low groan. There wasn’t nearly as much as the first time but his cum still made a mess between them.

Michael pulled himself off Alex carefully before rolling onto his back next to him. Alex turned his head to watch him run a hand through his hair and smile. The sun caught his hair again and Alex chuckled. Michael glanced in his direction with a raised eyebrow.

“You’re still the most stunning person I’ve ever seen.” Michael just rolled his eyes but Alex saw the small grin that snuck out.

“I’ve got nothing on you, hunter.” Alex blushed and Michael rolled onto his side, running a hand over his arm. “I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone as perfect as you. Even though you’re reckless and let me drink when you know you shouldn’t.”

“I just want you to be happy. And I want to be the one to make you happy.” Alex took the hand that was running over his arm and pulled it to his mouth, kissing his fingers.

They laid there for a couple hours, talking about nothing in particular. Michael teased Alex about their activities the previous night and Alex was reminded of the missing time in his memories.

“Hey, I can’t remember anything after we left the club. What happened?” Any part of Michael that had been relaxed tensed under Alex’s fingers. He sat up and pretty much jumped out of bed.

“I believe I promised you a warm bath. I’ll be right back.”

“Hey, wait a minute!” Michael was gone from the room before he finished speaking. Alex’s eyebrows drew together. What was he hiding? He had six days to solve the murders of the girls and he didn’t have time to worry if Michael was being honest.

He was almost certain it was Caber but couldn’t figure out why his gut insisted that. He needed proof if he was going to get Michael off the hook. Michael wandered back into the room a few minutes later with a cocky smile on his face. Alex didn’t have time to react before he was being scooped up into Michael’s arms and carried to the bathroom.

Michael’s tub was huge and had jets. He hadn’t used them last time he was here. But here he was, being set down into comfortably warm water with Michael sliding in behind him. His arms wrapped around his waist, pulling Alex against his chest. He kissed his shoulders and mark making Alex sigh.

This was obviously a distraction. Alex’s brain told him to just go with it. Michael would be happier if he did. Michael pressed a button on the side of the tub and the jets started shooting slightly warmer water. Alex tried to make sure he didn’t get lost in the therapeutic massage against his knee, just above where his missing leg was.

“Michael,” he mumbled out, letting his eyes drift closed for a moment. It would be so easy to just let it go…

“I’ll take care of you alright?” Michael said next to his ear. Alex slipped into the comfort of his arms. But only for a second.

He reached for the memories of last night again, only to come up blank. Something significant was cut from his recollection of the previous night.

“Michael. As much as I want to let you get away with the distraction, what happened after we followed Caber yesterday?” Alex leaned forward to put some distance between them. He looked over his shoulder at Michael.

His face was wrought with worry and nerves. He refused to look Alex in the eye as he grabbed the soap and lather his hands before rubbing the tension out of Alex’s shoulders. Michael washed slowly, digging his thumbs into the muscles. Alex sighed and looked away, allowing him time to think.

“You were horrified by what we found. So I took your memories,” he said quietly. For a minute, the only sounds were the water as it shifted with Michael’s movements.

Anger bubbled under Alex’s skin. Michael had told him he doesn’t use his powers like that. And now he’s gone and taken an entire evening of time from him. He wanted to jump up and run away but he was confined to the bath. He cursed his missing leg. Instead he gripped the sides of the tub until his knuckles turned white.

“Please understand Alex. I’ll tell you what you need to know but I wasn’t going to let you suffer with seeing visions.”

“You had no right to make that decision for me.”

“You were in a rage, Alex. I had to stop you. You didn’t handle what we found out well.” Alex paused but stood his ground. Even though it killed him to go against Michael.

“You’re going to give me every memory that you took back,” Alex said lowly. He glared at the white wall.

“Alex—”

“No! You are going to do as I say Michael Guerin. Or I swear to god I will leave.”

Alex’s throat burned with the words. He knew it was an empty threat but he didn’t know how to make Michael understand the betrayal he felt. Michael had gone silent behind him, fingers frozen in place on his skin. Alex turned to look over his shoulder at him.

He met Michael’s red eyes. Fury rolled off of him as his fingers started to dig into Alex’s skin. He flinched at the sharp pain.

“Michael. Let go of me.” He finally blinked and looked down to where his fingers were. He released Alex but it didn’t last long. Alex was yanked back by his waist and Michael was burying his teeth in his mark.

Alex yelped at the sudden intrusion and tried to squirm away from Michael. Tears pricked at his eyes as Michael sucked at the skin. He wasn’t drinking. The way his jaw clenched and bit made the message clear. This was intended to hurt. Alex pushed as much as he could but Michael refused to release him. Then words began to float into his mind.

You are mine. You will not leave.

His brain demanded that he believe those words. That they were the only right solution. Michael detached from his throat and Alex scrambled to the other side of the tub. The fear creeped into his mind and he grabbed at his neck, as though to stop the bleeding even though there was none. Michael’s eyes glowed bright red.

“What is wrong with you?” Alex snapped.

At his voice, Michael seemed to slump back. His eyes blinked rapidly as the red faded. He looked around the bathroom as though he didn’t know where he was. His gaze finally landed on Alex, who shook even though the water was warm.

“I— Alex I—” He shot up and climbed out of the tub, grabbing the towel and slamming the door closed behind him. Alex jumped at the sound.

-

Alex finished washing himself before climbing out of the tub and siting on the edge. Had he gone too far? Did threatening to leave send Michael into a frenzy?

He looked around and while there were new handrails on the wall, he wouldn’t be able to maneuver himself back to the room without crawling. He stared at the closed door for a few minutes before deciding to ask for help.

“Michael,” he called. He wasn’t sure if Michael was still here but he hoped. He let his anger get the best of him. While he didn’t think he was in the wrong, he could have gone about it differently. The door squeaked open slowly. Not fulling opening. Alex took a breath, thankful he hadn’t left.

“I need help getting back to the room,” he said quietly.

“I’ll bring your prosthesis to you,” Michael mumbled out before starting to close the door.

“No. I want you to help me.” Alex knew what Michael was feeling. He needed to make sure he understood that Alex still trusted him. Michael hesitated before pushing the door open. He had put on a pair of sweats with a loose t-shirt and he wouldn’t look at Alex. Just offered his hand. He shoved back the embarrassment of his next demand. “No. Carry me.”

“It would be better if I just got your prosthesis. You don’t need to pretend like you want me to help.” Alex’s nose twitched in annoyance.

“Carry me,” he repeated more firmly. Michael finally met his eyes and he could see they were red from crying. His heart broke. “Please,” he begged quietly.

Michael moved slowly but lifted him into his arms. Alex wrapped his arms around his neck, resting his head on his shoulder. Michael held him securely. There was no danger of being dropped. He wouldn’t hurt him.

He was placed on the bed gently and Michael stepped away before he could stop him. He walked across the room to pick up his prosthesis and bring it to him. He set it on the ground next to Alex.

Alex grabbed his wrist before he could move again. He tried to get Michael to look at him but he simply refused. He tugged on his arm to bring him closer. Michael hated himself and Alex could tell.

“Can you bring me some clothes?” he asked quietly. Michael nodded and moved to the dresser, pulling out more sweats and another shirt. He handed them to Alex before beelining for the door. “Wait!” He froze just as he stepped into the hall.

“I want to talk. About yesterday. About what just happened. About us.” Alex pulled the sweats on, then the shirt. Michael stayed in the hall while he got dressed. Only turning once he was done. He moved back into the room, leaning against the dresser on the opposite side of the room. Alex sighed.

“I’m sorry I said I would leave. I didn’t mean it.” Michael’s eyes flicked up to him for a second.

“I… You shouldn’t apologize. You have every right to want to leave. I shouldn’t have reacted the way I did.”

“It hurt Michael. The way you bit me.” His eyes screwed shut and he gripped his arms.

“I know. And I’m so sorry. I don’t know why I did it. I just wanted to find a way to keep you here. Keep you with me.” Alex knew this. Knew that he had tried to compel him to stay. But he fought it back. He was here because he wanted to be.

“You tried to compel me. It didn’t work.” Michael looked up at him, confusion written all over his face.

“It did. You wouldn’t be here otherwise.” Alex shook his head.

“No, Michael. I resisted the compulsion.”

“That’s not possible.”

“You’re the one who told me I had to learn how to fight off the influence of the mark. So I did. Compulsion is no different.” Michael stared at him. Dumbfounded. A small smile broke on his face before it vanished again.

“You never fail to amaze me,” he said quietly before looking away again. Alex sighed.

“That doesn’t change the fact that you compelled my memories away yesterday. When I probably wasn’t prepared. You still had no right. I need all the information to make an accurate judgement,” Alex explained. Michael ran a hand through his hair and bounced one of his legs.

“I just wanted to protect you. I was scared you were going to get yourself killed.”

“I get that but I want them back, Michael. Then we can figure out what to do.” He looked at him and took a few steps toward the bed.

“We?” Alex’s shoulders relaxed for the first time since the bath. He gave Michael a small smile.

“Yes. We.”

Michael kneeled down in front of Alex and took one of his hands gently. Alex squeezed back in response. He lifted his free hand to rest on Michael’s face as he leaned down to kiss his forehead.

“I forgive you for taking my memories as long as you return them. And I forgive you for what happened earlier. I trust you Michael. That hasn’t changed.” Michael lifted his head and chased Alex’s lips, pressing soft kisses to them.

Alex allowed this for a long while. He could feel Michael’s hesitation and fear in the way his hands trembled. The pleading in his kisses that begged Alex to reconsider. Their lips slipped over each other easily, soft sighs breaking the silence.

When Michael finally pulled back, he took a deep breath and ran his hands up Alex’s arms. Placing his hands on his face and pressing their foreheads together made Alex feel safe. Michael spoke softly.

“The part of your memories I took was when Caber sacrificed a girl. You froze and I had to drag you out. Once you regained your senses you were determined to kill him. I used compulsion to calm you down then seal your memories.”

Alex nodded, placing his hands over Michael’s. He swallowed, suddenly nervous about what he would see. What if Michael was right and he couldn’t handle it? Sacrifice was far off from any of the hypotheses the police force had. He would need to convince them of a new motive and that Michael wasn’t part of it.

“Alex, I’m going to need you to look at me,” Michael said softly. Alex opened his eyes to get lost in the golden brown of Michael’s. He watched as they slowly shifted to a glowing red. Mesmerized, Alex leaned forward, lips brushing against Michael again.

Remember everything that happened before I compelled you.

Like he was speaking into his mind, Alex felt like the answers to the universe had been laid out before him. A realization that he had been reaching for but could never quite understand.

Images began flashing through his mind. Some were fuzzy as the nature of memories go but there was no mistaking the blood drenching every part of the vision in front of him. A girl chained to a stone slab, a knife, a cut down her body. He distantly felt Michael’s hands on him, holding him upright.

Michael’s hand covering his mouth to stop the scream was when things blurred. He couldn’t make out any of the walls. The sacrifice replayed over in his mind until the outside came into view. He remembered the disgust and anger. He felt himself throw up in the memory and he wanted to gag all over again.

Then he was raging, grabbing for a gun and Michael was yelling. They both were. Alex needed to calm down and Michael overpowered him. Then they were pressed together and Michael’s eyes were red.

Alex slumped forward into Michael’s arms, trying to control the urge to start puking again. He tried closing his eyes but the image of the knife running down the girl’s torso wouldn’t let up. It felt like it wasn’t as vivid as the previous night, as though he was already starting to forget.

Michael pressed kisses to his head and held him close. He had moved to sit next to him on the bed. He made soft hushing noises and Alex was grateful. He felt the anger rising again. At himself. At Michael. But mostly at Caber.

“Why did you stop me?” he asked once the nausea ebbed.

“Like I said yesterday. He would have been too strong. You would have died.”

Alex didn’t respond, not wanting to get into the same argument. He had always been prepared to die to protect people. He lost his leg protecting someone from a vampire and he would happily lose more limbs to rid the world of vampires like Caber.

“I know what you’re thinking. But my first instinct will always be to protect you.” Alex laughed humorlessly.

“That’s technically my instinct too. But you told me I should suppress it,” he pointed out.

“It’s different for me.” Alex snorted.

“How so?” Michael blushed and looked away from him.

“Because I brought you into this life. It’s my job to keep you safe. Besides, if I wasn’t there then you probably would have died that night we met.” Alex fell silent. Would Isobel have killed him? Everything that Michael said seemed to imply that she wouldn’t do something like that.

After a few moments of silence, Alex pulled away from Michael and grabbed his prosthesis. He rolled the sweats to above his knee and began the process of putting it on. He was acutely aware of Michael’s eyes on him but he tried to ignore it.

Once he was done he stood slowly, walking back and forth around the room to make sure he had put it on correctly. Then he rolled the sweats back down to cover it. He met Michael’s eyes and smiled.

“Let me make you some food,” Michael said, standing and offering Alex his hand. He took it and they moved downstairs together.

-

Michael made him pancakes and sausage and Alex would never not be surprised that he could cook so well. They tread carefully around their topics of conversation, wanting to wait until there wasn’t food in danger of going to waste.

Alex insisted on rinsing the dishes because Michael had cooked. But Michael was still intent on making up for attacking him. At least that’s what he assumed. He had grabbed everything before Alex even had time to stand. He had rolled his eyes and just decided to watch him.

His thoughts drifted to their activities in bed and he smiled. He would make sure to wake him up like that more often. His cock twitched and he shifted in his seat.

“Alex. I’m trying to give you a break after yesterday but I’m only a man.” Michael didn’t even look away from the plate he was scrubbing down. Alex felt the heat in his cheeks and tried to think of anything to stop the arousal.

Once the dishes had been placed in the washer, they both moved to the couch. In an effort to keep things serious, Alex sat across from Michael. As opposed to straddling his hips like he wanted to.

“Look, I know you’re pissed at me for stopping you yesterday,” Michael started. “But just because we saw him do it doesn’t mean you have evidence right?” Alex nodded.

“It’s unlikely they’ll take my word on anything. Especially considering it’s not a theory they had come up with yet.” He took a breath. “You were right to stop me yesterday. I still disagree with your methods.” Michael looked away from him. “What sacrifice was he performing?” Alex asked. Michael ran a hand over his jaw and shrugged.

“There’s a handful of old rituals that call for sacrifices but they haven’t been used for hundreds, maybe thousands of years. They’re generally regarded to not work.”

“Well what are they?” Michael glanced at him before pushing himself up from the couch. Alex raised an eyebrow as he walked to a bookcase he had never inspected too closely. He ran his finger over the spines of a few books before grabbing one with a green cover. Michael flipped through the pages before handing it to Alex.

“This is just a record of the rituals that have been performed. Most didn’t work.” Alex skimmed through the script that he could barely read. The page seemed to talk about reducing the sensitivity to light.

“But some did?”

“Yes. The one’s that worked,” Michael pulled the book from his hand and flipped to the back, “are here.” He handed it back and there were a total of maybe fifteen rituals. Some of them even seem to be repeated.

Healing Sun Sensitivity Fertility Sun Sensitivity Human Immortality Sun Sensitivity

Alex read over them again and again. None of them sounded like something Caber would be interested in. He ran his finger over the word ‘immortality.’

“There’s a way to turn a human immortal?” Michael swallowed and shook his head, as though he was trying to get rid of bad memory.

“This is just a list of rituals that worked. That doesn’t mean it went well. It requires a horrific amount of sacrifices and the human killed themselves after finding out.” Alex couldn’t even imagine how many people were required.

“What about this sun thing? It’s done the most.”

“It’s repeated every few hundred years. How do you think I can go outside without burning to ash. It’s a… less intense… ritual. Only requires a few people.” Alex’s eyes snapped up to Michael, appalled at the way he talked like their lives didn’t matter. “Alex. I can promise you that we only use the worst of the worst for it. That one’s not picky with who’s blood is used.”

Alex swallowed. He believed Michael that they picked horrible people for the sacrifice. But his stomach still turned at the thought. Some of the rituals had requirements. Was it something stereotypical like women virgins? Or were there other specifications. He shook his head and flipped through the pages more.

“None of those sound like something Caber would want.” Michael took the book from his hand again. “Hey—” Michael pressed his mouth to Alex’s to silence any protest. It didn’t linger long but it was enough to leave him wanting.

“I will help you with this. Isobel and Max both have books with more information. We have a week right?” Alex nodded. It didn’t sound like much time to him but Michael seemed confident.

“I just want to keep you safe,” Alex mumbled. Michael smiled and cradled his face in his hands.

“I know.”

-

Michael was right when he said that Isobel and Max had more resources. They both brought by more dusty old books than he had ever seen outside of an actual library. Isobel had even hung around most days to help them. Alex was not spared the lecture that he was sure Michael had heard already.

“Look. I don’t know what Michael told you but these kinds of relationships almost never end well. Someone will end up hurt or dead. I love Michael and I don’t want him getting killed because you decide you hate vampires after all.” Alex chose his own words carefully.

“I care about Michael. I’m trying to clear his name so people stop coming after him,” he insisted. She glared at him, as though trying to determine if he was telling her the truth.

“You’re smart, Manes. I don’t have to tell you that I could kill you if you so much as breathe the wrong way.” Alex hoped the fear that made a chill run down his spine didn’t show on his face. She sighed and pulled out her phone. She tapped a few times before she turned the phone to show him a picture.

He looked at a photo of Caber with a new girl. Happy and seemingly all heart eyes for her. The nausea returned. Isobel scrolled and showed another girl. Then another.

“I’ve been keeping an eye on him since that night Michael said you saw the sacrifice. I’ll send these to you. It’s not definitive proof but it should be enough to get the police to look into it right?” Alex was dumbfounded. She had done that for them? Maybe it was more accurate to say she had done it for Michael. She cleared her throat and he realized he hadn’t answered her.

“Uh, yea. It should be enough. Thank you,” he said. “These girls haven’t been reported missing or dead yet. If they had, the police would already be on the porch. I’ll run over there now.”

Before he had time to stand, the front door opened and Michael rushed in and slammed it behind him. Alex would have asked a question but there was a pounding on the door.

“Your friend is on me again. Claiming that I broke the deal.” Alex’s eyes widened and he rushed to the door. One of the girls had turned up. He looked back at Isobel. She wasn’t part of this but if she was seen with Michael, she might be pulled into it.

“Stay out of sight,” he ordered her.

Alex pulled the door open just enough to squeeze out. He didn’t think before shoving Kyle back and glaring.

“What are you doing here? I have two more days.”

“That was only if no one else turned up dead. But your little pet or whatever killed another girl.” Alex shook his head and felt his phone buzz in his pocket.

“No. He’s been with me the whole time!”

“Oh really? He wasn’t with you just now when I found him.” Kyle spoke like he won and Alex fumed. The accusation was meant to trip him up. He had used it on suspects before.

“Listen to me Kyle. He didn’t do this. But I know who did. If you’d let me come with you to the station then I could show the chief too.” He grabbed his phone from his pocket and saw three attachments from an unregistered number that he assumed was Isobel. He clicked on the message to the three pictures she had sent and handed his phone to Kyle. “Look. This is the guy you should be focused on. His name is Caber.”

Kyle clicked through the photos. Alex saw him swallow and clench his fist around his phone. He shoved the device back against Alex’s chest.

“Send these to me and I can look into it. The chief will be back in two days and you better have something we can act on.” He stormed back to his car and Alex watched him until he disappeared around the corner. Only then did he let his shoulders relax.

He opened the door again to Michael and Isobel sitting on the couch. They talked in hushed voices, Isobel glaring at Michael. They stopped talking when the door clicked shut again. Michael stood again and moved to wrap his arm around Alex’s shoulders.

“Look, Alex is doing everything he can. If you insist on helping why don’t you seduce that cop?” Alex raised an eyebrow as he looked between the siblings.

“He is hot,” she said in a curious voice.

“Do me a favor and don’t kill him,” Alex replied half as a joke. He would be lying if he said that it wasn’t something he was concerned about.

“Oh honey, no. Just want to take him for a ride. You can bet that he won’t hate vampires after that,” she said, smirking. Alex chuckled and looked over at Michael who had a disgusted look on his face.

“Thanks for the gross image, now get out,” Michael said, gesturing to the door. Isobel rolled her eyes.

“Fine. I’ll be back when I figure out where the next sacrifice is. I trust you two can keep yourself occupied until then.” Alex felt the heat on his cheeks from the suggestion. She seemed to float out of the house and he and Michael were alone again.

Michael ran his hands over Alex’s shoulders, rubbing circles into his muscles. He sighed and let himself relax back against Michael’s chest. He ran his mouth over his neck as he rubbed, kissing softly. As much as Alex wanted to let this continue, he still had things to do.

“Michael, I have to send some emails. Not to mention I have to try and narrow down the search area for Isobel.” Michael just hummed and sucked gently at his pulse point. Alex moaned softly and let his head roll to the side. He cursed Michael for being so good at distractions.

It took all of his will power to pull himself away from his wandering hands and mouth. Michael pouted and grabbed his arms again. Alex stood his ground and gave him a disapproving look.

“You’ve done nothing but work all week. It’s ok to take a break.” Alex just sighed.

“Working on a way to save your life might I remind you,” he said.

“I feel like I should be insulted that you think I wouldn’t be able to get away from that little police force.” Alex couldn’t help but crack a grin. Michael made fun of him often for the education the academy provided.

“I’ll feel better when I’ve cleared your name.” Michael watched him for a moment before releasing his arms. Alex smiled and leaned in to kiss his cheek. Then he made his way over to his open laptop at the kitchen table.

The house was mostly silent for about twenty minutes apart from Michael moving around upstairs. Alex sent the pictures to Kyle and was searching through the police data base to see if there were any patterns to where the victims were found. He marked another red dot on the map for the most recent discovery.

They had sent Isobel and Max to the sewer area where he and Michael had witnessed the sacrifice but there was no indication that Caber had been back since then. If the rituals were moving around, then there must be a pattern. He had always hated ‘connect the dots’ but it’s what his map was turning into.

He was so focused on his map that he didn’t hear Michael come downstairs. In fact he had no idea he was nearby at all until he felt a pair of hands running over his thighs under the table. He jumped slightly and pushed his chair back so he could look down.

Michael just grinned up at him, trying to play innocent. Alex could only watch as he nuzzled his thigh and traced his nose up to where his cock was tucked. Excitement made him twitch under the attention. Michael kissed him through the fabric of his sweats and Alex shuddered.

“Can I ask what you’re doing?” Alex said sarcastically.

“I’m doing nothing. Feel free to keep working,” he replied almost innocently. Alex rolled his eyes and tried to ignore him, reading through the reports again.

Michael’s hands wandered, squeezing and rubbing his legs and thighs. His mouth was focused on gently teasing the outline of Alex’s cock that was slowly hardening. Michael ran his hands up and hooked his fingers in the waist of his sweats. He tugged gently and Alex considered making difficult for him but was more content letting him have his way. He lifted himself and Michael slipped his sweats down his legs and eventually off.

Alex scrolled to the next page of information as Michael’s breath hit his skin. Soft kisses landed on the inside of his thigh and traveled upward at a torturously slow pace. Right as Alex thought he would feel the warm wet of his mouth around him, he moved to the other side, avoiding his now annoying erection completely.

He read the same line for the fifth time as Michael kissed up his other thigh and nibbled at a spot that made him whimper. Alex looked down at his fingers on the keyboard as they trembled. He clenched his fists and demanded his brain focus on the task at hand. But Michael was making it hard to ignore him.

He tapped a few letters into the search bar before Michael was breathing right next to his cock, making it twitch. He ran his lips over him lightly, barely touching at all. Alex dug his nails into his palms and tried to read another sentence.

“You didn’t even ask where I was earlier,” Michael said sweetly from between his legs.

“I didn’t realize I was supposed to.” Alex cursed the way his voice shook.

“I got you a present. Of sorts.” The way he said it made his skin burn. It was then Michael wrapped his mouth around him. Alex’s hands flew from the keys to his hair. His eyes fluttered closed and he leaned back in the chair, spreading his legs wider.

Michael worked him slowly, using his tongue to tease the tip while his hands roamed. One moved to cup his balls and run a finger over his ass. Alex’s hips rolled slightly at the stimulation. He pulled on Michael’s hair and felt the rumble of his groan around him.

“The present isn’t this torture right?” Alex gasped out. Michael released him with a wet sound that made Alex tug on his hair again.

“No, it’s not. But I thought I was being nice.” Alex looked down at him in time to watch him drag his tongue from the base of his cock to the head before swallowing him again. His hips jerked up and he moaned loudly.

“What made you think this was nice,” he scolded halfheartedly. He saw the glimmer of mischief in his eyes as he pushed a finger into his ass, making Alex squirm. Michael refused to answer him as he took his cock in until it hit the back of his throat. Alex cursed and let his head fall back again.

Michael picked up the pace and Alex was spiraling fast. The finger in his ass moved in time with the bobbing of Michael’s head. It occasionally curved to just brush over his prostate. The chair he was sitting on squeaked every time his hips rocked forward.

Michael pushed the chair back so he wasn’t under the table anymore. He grabbed Alex’s leg and lifted it over his shoulder. He repeated the same process with the other leg. Alex called out as the finger inside him curved up again. He gripped the edge of the chair to keep himself steady.

“Oh fuck,” Alex moaned out. Michael was too good at this. He sucked harder and Alex was sure he would be content letting him do this forever. His body screamed for more as Michael’s tongue swirled around the tip of his leaking cock. He teetered on the edge of orgasm and he wanted to move but Michael had him pinned.

“Michael please,” he begged. The fingers inside him spread open to make sure he was prepped. Michael took his cock to the back of his throat once, twice… then pulled off. Alex whimpered as he backed away, smirk on his face.

“I need you sensitive,” he said smugly. Alex’s cock throbbed as he tried to glare at Michael who swept him up in his arms.

Michael carried Alex to his bedroom and the smell of rain and lavender overwhelmed him. The room was dark except for the candles scattered about. Alex’s mouth opened but no words came out. How was he supposed to react? His heart pounded in his chest as his emotions ran wild. Then Michael spoke next to his ear.

“Who said I wasn’t a romantic?” His tone was teasing and he set Alex down on the bed. His hand ran over Alex’s face gently.

“What is all this?” Alex asked nervously. The little light the candles actually provided was enough to see his wicked smile. Michael grabbed the hem of his shirt and yanked it off him. He tossed it to the side before grabbing his throat and squeezing.

“I’m going to remind your body exactly who it belongs to.” It didn’t answer his question but he didn’t care. He trusted Michael.

He tugged Alex’s hands forward and positioned them as though he were praying. He walked to the other side of the room and pulled something out of a bag. When he stood in front of him again, he could make out the braiding of rope. Alex’s cock jumped as he remembered the way some people had been suspended at the club.

He had almost forgotten his desperation and need in the surprise of the candles. His hormones hit him full force and his hips rocked on the bed. Michael wrapped the rope around his wrists in a figure eight, occasionally tugging to make sure it wasn’t too tight. Alex thought about squirming to see his reaction but it was too late for that.

Michael pushed him back on the bed and pulled his arms up by the rope, tying the ends around the headboard. The rope was soft but if he pulled too much, there would be marks on his wrists.

“I feel like I should be concerned that you knew how to do that so efficiently,” Alex teased. He heard Michael chuckle in response.

“Isobel taught me a long time ago. She claimed it would be ‘good to know.’” Once Michael was satisfied with the knot he traced his hands down over Alex’s body, making him squirm. He pulled but the rope held him mostly in place. Michael made quick work of his prosthesis and Alex couldn’t help but smile at how good he had gotten at it. He didn’t get to dwell on the sweet thought for long before Michael was back to his torture.

Alex’s hips rolled as Michael’s nails scratched lightly at his hips before one hand wrapped around his aching cock. He moaned and pulled at his ropes again, whining when they didn’t move.

“Makes it harder to be a brat doesn’t it?” His breath caught in his throat as he looked down his body to where Michael was unbuttoning his shirt with one hand and stroking Alex with the other. Alex rocked his hips into Michael’s fist a few times before he released him. He shrugged his shirt off his shoulders and crawled onto the bed, hovering above Alex.

“I need you,” Alex begged. Michael traced his finger over Alex’s lips before slipping a couple over his tongue.

“I know what you need, baby,” he said tauntingly. Alex’s hips rolled as Michael dragged his fingers from his mouth and down his body, nails scratching his skin. “You’ll only feel what I want you to.”

Michael vanished from above him and Alex tugged on the ropes, needing some kind of stimulation. His hips jerked up into nothing. He whimpered out Michael’s name and heard him chuckle. He watched as Michael picked up one of the small white candles and carried it back to the bed slowly. He met Alex’s gaze.

“Stay very still for me.” Alex could only nod in response, unsure if he would actually be able to keep the promise.

Michael tipped the candle and poured the wax into his palm. He closed his fist slowly and opened it again before the wax could harden. Then he placed his hand over Alex’s chest and he hissed in surprise. It wasn’t ‘hot’ per say but the warmth seemed to spread throughout his body.

The wax cooled quickly as Michael pulled his hand away. Alex’s muscles in his arms flexed as he tugged at the ropes. Michael leaved over his face and pressed a soft kiss to his mouth, avoiding touching any other part of his body.

“How did that feel?” he mumbled against his lips. Alex’s body shook with need but he forced himself to answer anyway.

“Warm. Nice.” His voice was breathy.

“Good. Now close your eyes,” he ordered gently. Alex did as he was told and his skin buzzed as he felt Michael’s breath travel down his body.

He jerked when Michael flicked his nipple with his tongue. He could feel the precum leaking from his cock as it rolled down his length. Michael didn’t focus on his nipple for long before he pulled away. Alex was tempted to crack open his eyes and peak.

A sharp burn hit his sternum. It rolled down towards his navel as his back arched and he cried out. The heat rippled over his skin as though it was Michael’s venom but it eventually cooled. His breath left him in small gasps as he felt Michael’s fingers trace the same path as the heat.

Alex’s cock jumped again and he rolled his hips. He needed to be filled. He needed the relief.

“Michael, please,” he whimpered out.

“Have a little patience. Doesn’t this feel good?” His voice was next to his ear, making him shudder.

“It’s too much,” Alex panted.

“Oh but we’re just getting started,” Michael taunted.

Alex could see the flickering of the candle behind his eyelids. Michael’s finger traced over his jaw and chin, tilting his head back. Alex expected a kiss.

His arms yanked on the ropes as an intense burn settled in the hollow of his throat. He squeaked out a moan that was swallowed by Michael’s lips. His cock begged for stimulation as it twitched and leaked. The wax ran out from the dip in his throat and over his neck. Michael pulled away and dragged his fingers through the wax and over Alex’s collarbone.

The wax hadn’t cooled before the burned started on his sternum again. This time it ran all the way down to his navel and Alex couldn’t help but squirm. He heard Michael chuckle.

“Am I going to have to tie your legs down just to keep you still?” A hot drop splattered over his abs near his hips. He gasped and felt the rope rub welts into his skin as he pulled. Michael’s fingers, covered in hot wax, ran over his bicep and Alex’s hips jerked up again.

“I need you to fuck me Michael. Please, I’m begging.” Michael just repeated the same movement over his other arm.

“Not yet,” he said, voice sweeter than honey. Alex could visualize the smirk that he would be wearing. His tongue would be running over his canines, taunting him with the idea that he might bite him.

Another hot drop splattered on his hips and upper thighs. His legs shook as he tried to stay still. If he moved too much, the wax would run between his legs. He moaned as Michael poured a long line of heat over his other thigh and down to his knee. Alex moaned.

“Michael,” he whispered out, voice shaking.

His cock throbbed again and every part of his body felt like it was on fire. He imagined Michael between his legs as another pool of wax was poured over his thighs, closer to where his legs connected to his pelvis than before.

Alex called out as his hips rocked more, making the wax drip down and over his ass. The heat continued to burn through him and on his skin. He imagined Michael bending his knees back and thrusting into him raw.

Every rough movement would hit just the right place. He would fist his own cock until Michael replaced Alex’s hand with his own. He would bend over him before sinking his fangs into the mark and Alex would grab at his back, leaving red scratches.

“Alex,” Michael panted out next to his ear. Another hot drop hit his pelvis and Alex’s body spasmed.

“Fuck, Michael!” His cock jerked and cum shot over him, mixing with the still cooling wax. His orgasm moved through him in waves, all as Michael whispered in his ear.

“Good boy… good boy… All mine. You’re all mine…”

As Alex came down, the wax cracked on his skin with movement. His eyes fluttered open and he turned his head, looking for Michael. The other candles around the room made sharp angles on his face but he could still see the gentle smile.

Alex lifted his head as much as he could and Michael met him halfway, pressing their mouths together sweetly. Fangs caught his lip and he sighed happily. Michael stood slowly and undid the buckle on his belt. Alex drooled at the way he popped the button. He pushed his jeans down in full view of Alex who’s cock twitched again.

Precum glistened on the head of Michael’s cock as his wrapped his hand around himself and stroked a few times. Then he was moving to grab the lube from the dresser and slicking himself up with the hand not covered in wax. Alex rocked his hips slightly and Michael smiled as he settled between his legs.

He pressed two cool fingers against his hole and pushed them inside easily. Alex’s toes curled and he rolled his hips. Michael scissored his fingers a few times before pulling them out and pressing the head of his cock inside instead. Alex sighed and clenched his fists that were still restrained above him.

“Fuck baby. I’m not going to last long,” Michael said, running his hands over Alex’s thighs and hips. He rolled his hips again and looked up at him, pleading.

“That’s ok. Use me however you need.” Alex rolled his head to the side, making it clear that he really meant what he said. Whatever he needed. He glanced at Michael again, noting the glowing red of his eyes.

Michael thrust his hips forward, burying himself inside Alex. Alex’s mouth dropped open in a silent moan. He felt Michael bend over him and there was a tearing sound as his hands were freed.

As soon as his arms weren’t blocking the mark, Michael’s head was buried in his neck, kissing and licking the mark before biting. Alex’s eyes rolled back as he wrapped his arms around Michael, digging his nails into his skin.

Michael’s hips started to slam into him with little restraint. Alex could hardly make a noise as his own oversensitive cock rubbed against Michael’s abs. He dragged his nails down over Michael’s skin, feeling the growl it elicited from him.

Michael fucked him roughly as he licked away the blood from his throat. Alex could feel the throbbing as he did his best to match Michael’s thrusts. He moaned louder with every move and could feel a second orgasm building fast.

Michael’s fingers dug into his hips as he guided the movement of Alex’s hips. His tongue pressed the wounds closed before he sat up and grabbed Alex’s legs, bending them back so Alex was spread wide.

“Ah—fuck!” Alex grabbed himself and stroked, watching Michael’s face.

His heart raced as he watched Michael’s look of pure ecstasy. He was so attentive. So sweet. Smart. Snarky. Helpful. Devoted. Perfect. Loving…

Alex’s mind went blank as Michael adjusted his hips again to rub against the sweet spot on every thrust. He called out Michael’s name over and over again, more breathless every time until it was just noises of pleasure. Alex twisted his free hand into the sheets and gripped his own cock harder.

“Gunna… cum…” he managed to moan out between noises. Michael grunted above him and any rhythm he had left was gone as he slammed into him.

“Cum with me, baby,” Michael encouraged, breathless. A few hard thrusts later, Alex was shooting another line of cum onto his abs and chest as Michael filled him. Michael ground his hips against Alex’s ass and it only served to drag out both of their orgasms.

Eventually Michael pulled himself out and collapsed beside Alex. He removed the rope from Alex’s wrists but they were clearly bruised. Michael kissed the welts and held Alex’s hands to his chest as his eyes drifted closed.

Alex watched him, knowing he wasn’t asleep. He traced the lines of Michael’s face with his eyes. His heart thumped in his chest and he was sure Michael could hear it, though he never said anything.

The wax on Alex’s body cracked and fell off as he shifted closer to Michael. He gently tugged one of his hands out of Michael’s and ran his fingers over the scratchy stubble along his jaw and cheek. His eyes opened again and they just stared at each other for a moment.

Alex was the one to lean in, kissing him more gently than they ever had before. There was no rush and no desperation in the way their lips pressed together. Everything felt easy with Michael. Even though there was all this outside drama, being with Michael was the only thing that felt right now.

He thought back to old books and poems. Every description of falling in love was defined by a moment. Maybe it was sudden. Maybe it was slow. But this was his moment. In the way their lips moved, hands touched, and the completeness of his heart.

I love you.

[tf-guru]

Lofi alien beats to relax and transform to [f->alien] (multiarm, multiboob, transformation)

Alayna's favorite music store was fortunately right around the corner from her apartment. Today, like most days she was perusing what new music had come in. Alayna was dorky, tall, but with a trimmed figure as she enjoyed running. Her medium length brown hair that nestled just bellow her shoulders got in her face as she dug through her favorite section of the store, eight dollar vinyls. These were usually small indie bands, one hit wonders, and less than popular albums.

"Pttth" she spat her hair from her mouth as she flicked past albums of various bands she had never heard of. Picking one up she said quietly

"'Out in the pasture' by Karen Miklistins, naw too country. 'Be a man' by John Blokey, yawn. 'Balloon' by Hicey Dephin,"

She inspects the cover for a moment before flipping it over.

"Oh hey I know one of these songs! Score!" She excitedly brought the record up to the cashier, Brett. Who the very sight of made Alayna flustered. She looked at her shoes as she approached as Brett said

"Oh hey Alayna!" Her heart stopped as she quickly looked up into those dreamy brown eyes but before she could say anything in reply she tripped over the carpet. Thoughts shot through her mind like knives through butter but mainly

'AHHHHH'

And

'He knows my name!'

But also

'Shit shit shit!'

She hit the ground and quickly Brett rushed over to her aid. She looked up and tried to say hey Brett, but the thought of him knowing her name was too much so she ended up saying

"My names Brett."

"Huh?"

"Oh-shit-i mean how are, my name is Alayna, I was just excited" she kept fumbling her words before Brett mercifully intervened

"Its okay I know what you meant. Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine." He helped her and once she was stable she tucked a stand of hair behind her ear.

"Oh shoot the record!" Brett exclaimed and pointed at the snapped in half piece of vinyl.

"Oh shit I am so so sorry. I'll still pay for it, im so fucking clumsy and I-"

"Hey hey, its alright. Calm down. Look, this ones free but you have to take this"

He heads behind the counter and retrieves another vinyl, this one black with three stereotypical aliens playing in a band surrounded by stars.

"Some guy with a very foreign name asked if I wanted it online, I said yeah but now no one will take it. Its a weird size y'know. But you have that adjustable right?"

"Oh yeah Brett I do, I'll listen to it tonight."

"Whats weird is I can't seem to find a band name anywhere on it, and the songs are listed in a different language so thats odd. So here."

"Well uh thanks Brett." Alayna takes the vinyl and looks once more into Brett's eyes. Brett goes to say

"Well make sure you tell m-"

"Wanna get coffee sometime?" Alyana interrupts but then clamps a hand over her mouth

"Sorry I didn't mean- that was rude- I mean- i was"

"Yes Alayna, I'd love to have coffee with you. How about Marks at 9 tomorrow?"

"Ill be there!"

"Well have a good night"

"You too Brett"

Alayna leaves the store, foreign vinyl in hand and heads home. The San Diego sun beats down on her as she opens the door to her apartment.

Later

Alayna had just finished her homemade pesto pasta and lazy tossed the dish in the sink. She rested on the counter for a moment, looking over her dominion.

The small apartment had costed her a fortune and for what? She thought to herself, looking at the small sagging blue couch pointed at a even smaller standalone TV. She looked back towards her cramped bedroom, somewhere she rarely slept as the couch tended to be more welcoming.

Next to the TV was Alaynas most prized possession; her records. She had spent a lot of money on her collection but to her it was all worth it. Seeing the stand reminded her of her brand new record she had gotten today, the weird alien one. She figured she could listen to it while cleaning up the place so she walked over to the small table she had left it at.

The record itself was a strange material, a dark green type vinyl that had a weird almost wet feel to it. As Brett had said, all the song names and even the album name were in some foreign language like a cross between Arabic and an Asain language. Alayna could see there were eight songs in total however.

"Brett was right, this is super weird. I just hope it doesn't hurt my player." She brought the record over to the turntable and sat it down gently. She then brought the needle just above the disc and hit play. The music the came from the disc was very familiar to Alayna

"It reminds me of like a Gorillaz song. Cool!" She then let the record play and began to tidy up her apartment.

The first song was fairly short with it all being instrumental with some sci-fi sounds mixed in. As the song reached its climax, unbeknownst to Alayna some changes had started to creep into her body like a foreign invader. Her nipples slightly darkened into a shade of forest green. The tips of her ears also pigmented in the same way.

The next song was also instrumental but with less sounds mixed in. This time, the tip of Alaynas tailbone shifted colors and elongated ever so slightly. The spots on her ears and nipples spread further, covering more of her ears and breasts. Her nipples also became hard despite the warmth of her apartment. As she was sweeping she had to stifle a gasp when she brushed up against one.

"Thats odd... eh its probably nothing" she brushed it off and continued sweeping.

The third one was longer and brought about more changes. The coloration spread even more now, creeping past her ears and down onto her cheecks. Had she looked in a mirror, she would have raised concern over the weird green spot on the sides of her head. Her boobs too were affected, with the entire front of each becoming a darker shade of green than her face. Her ass swelled slightly, standing out on the trimmed girls figure. Finally, her pussy began a transformation of its own, starting with a more black coloration.

The fourth one was Alaynas favorite as it had a wonderfully enchanting synth solo. Afterwards she sat down on her couch to take a break from cleaning. The changes started again with her tailbone creeping further and her ass cheecks plumping up again as the grew a more green tone. Her ears extended into elvish points, now fully green. Her boobs also were now fully green and began to get slightly heavier on her chest. She also started to fill out in her stomach as well, a small amount of pudge breaking through her thin figure. As she sat, viscous green slime secreted from her pussy and through her leggings onto the couch. Slime also came from her nipples as well, although in a smaller amount. Her tounge now changed, elongating about half an inch and almost seeming to start to seperate at the tip.

Alayna stood up and caught a glimpse of the goop on the couch

"What the hell? Was that from me?" She dipped her fingers in the pile and was appalled to see the green substance coating her hand. Almost on impulse she popped her fingers in her mouth and was met with the most amazing taste she had ever had. It tasted almost sweet, but not too much but it also had hints of almost other spices.

"Why the fuck does that taste so good?" She stuck a finger in her pussy and brought back a string of her green juices. While normally she would have been freaking out over this something was blocking her panic in favor of pleasure. As she consumed more and more her changes quickened. As she lapped up the slime she felt a slight discomfort in her sides. Dismissing it as her stomach settling she continued to consume. Her boobs, now green, started to push against her bra more. They continued to expand until the Alayna had the urge to remove the restrictive clothing.

"Ugh, normally there not this sensitive." She removed her shirt and noticed the transformations that had taken place on her breasts.

"Whaaat the fuck what the fuck. Why are my boobs green? And are they... bigger?" She groped at her breasts before feeling her nipples brush against something. Pushing them apart she spotted a little patch between them that was a darker green.

"F-fuck is going on?" She stood up form the couch and ran to her bathroom. Turning on the light she noticed how her ears started to shift as well. Pulling her bigger breasts apart she saw the little bump between them that was unmistakable. A third nipple.

The fifth song reached its end.

As Alayan watched, her third nipple began to gain mass behind it. Expanding outward into a pert little breast. As this happened she was struck with a wave of pleasure, she groped at her existing boobs and stifled a gasp when a bit of green slime secreted from her nipple. Overtaken, she leaned forward and stuck her tounge out, trying to reach the slime.

"Pleeeease I I need it i need it please please please." In response to her plea, her tounge continued to transformed, extending another inch and fully forking off. She desperately licked at her nipple, groping more and more slime out. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure as the changes continued even further. The pain in her side continued, masked by the waves of pleasure. Alyana slipped out of her leggings and removed the slickened panties before inserting her non groping hand into her pussy.

As if in response to her penetration her aching cunt continued its change. The pussy held tight around Alaynas hand but her leathery folds darkend in color as her clit expanded nearly five times larger. She was so desperate to cum now, she didn't even notice another hand coming in to play with her clit. As she groped two of her breasts and played with her pussy she had a moment of clarity.

"Waiit what??" Breaking from her lust filled haze Alayna was shocked to not only see the green color covered nearly all of her midsection, but also she now sprouted two more arms from her sides.

"What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck." She stood, not even realizing she had laid down, and look at herself. Her belly, which now was at least twice as big, was the same green coloration as her boobs. Her boobs now featured a third middle one with all three leaking the thick slime.

"I uh need to call-" she ran to the living room and picked up her phone with one of her new arms. She unlocked it and dialed 911 but before she could complete the call she dropped her phone and recoiled in sudden pleasure. Looking down in shock she saw why she had such a burst of lust. A thin dark blue shape had sneaked from bellow her and penetrated her throbbing cunt. She dropped the phone as the thing pleasured her further.

The sixth song faded out.

She grabbed onto the thing and pulled it out of her pussy. It was about two feet long and was a dark blue color. She pulled up on it only to receive a burst of pain.

"It its a a tail. Fuck fuck fuck fuck" her thighs grew heavier as her proportions continued to fill out but with muscle instead of fat. She released her tail and went for her phone once again. She tried to unlock it but only managed to get it covered in slime. The coloration spread fully down her arms and across her face. Her canines sharpened as Alayna's eyes faded to a dark blue like her tail with her now grey pupil containing flecks of gold like stars in night.

"Whhhyy is thish happening to me??" Her elongated tounge made it hard to speak without a lisp.

"I lookths like a godamn- the album!" She sprung towards her turntable as the seventh song finished. She grabbed ahold of the plastic cover and hurridly unlocked it. As she was about to stop the needle her head began to throb. Slowly, the background sounds in the track became clearer in Alaynas mind. The gnashing sounds began to make sense to Alayna. She took a step back from the turntable and clutched her head

"I need to uh, destroy the uh. I need, I need to BREED wait what...? Thats not my BREED. Ahhhhh BREED ME! No no wait I don't want to BREED or? I need to stopp.... I need to BREED and SPAWN. I NEED TO BREED!" Alaynas mind became corrupted, thoughts of music and work being replaced with breeding and fighting. She imagined armies of her kind, forcing the docile beings of this world into submission. The needle stopped, and the record supernaturaly floated off the turntable. Then, it fractured into a thousand pieces before reforming into a ceremonial necklace. Alayna-or Queen Laylan now, put on her necklace and began to make ready to depart.

Brett was closing up shop when he heard a sound from the backroom. It sounded like breaking glass and then a loud thud. He was panicked, thinking that the store was getting robbed with him still inside. He reached for his phone when the source of the noise entered the room. Gasping, Brett saw the six and a half foot tall creature in front of him. It had green skin with four arms and three breasts. Its black vagina was exposed and emitted a deep musk.

As shock faded Brett seemed to almost recognize the creature. But that couldn't be, it couldn't be her?

"Alayna?" He uttered before the thing approached him. She grabbed the shorter man with two of her arms and pushed him to the ground. While he lay there she pinned one arm down with a firm foot and stood there with her arms crossed.

"Wha- please... let me go! Fuck! Dont eat me pleeeease!" Laylan stifled Bretts cries with her already moist vagina. She sat down on the poor man's face and started to grind into his face. She left green slime on Bretts face as she forced him deeper into her vagina. Brett inhaled the thick musky scent as a little bit of slime entered his mouth.

It tasted good.

He started actively licking the creatures cunt, lapping up any slime he could. Much quicker than it happened to Alyna Brett began to change. Green coloration spread from his mouth out onto his cheecks. His ears extended into points and his canines sharpened.

'Aghhh I want to please my Queen so bad. I'm so desperate to please her.' He thought, not even realizing the changes. Arms sprouted from his side as his Queen finished using him. She sat next to Brett and grabbed ahold of him. She pushed him onto her breasts as he started to suck her juice out.

Bretts penis expanded, gaining a blue coloration as a tail burst from his pants. Soon, he looked just like his Queen.

Epilog

After Bretts transformation was complete he and his Queen fucked like animals in the records store. His light blue jizzum filled her up just as she had wanted. Soon, like the breeder she was meant to be, Laylans belly expanded with eggs before she finally gave birth.

They then spread their children across their city, and then onto the country. Quickly converting humans into their kind or just into worker animals for the aliens. Just a single drop of cum was enough to trigger a transformation. Eventually, humans could no longer evade their fate and were fully conquered by the aliens.

Queen Laylan is always being fucked by her servant Ber-ti, creating more and more of her kind.

[taptroupe]

evergrace chapter 11 - PSYCH! in order to prepare my heart i’m going to redo the prologue of the novel so enjoy this BONUS

warning for self-harm though

. i didn’t catch it in the first reading so reading now it’s like :| oh god

As a little thing I wanted to do, I’m gonna redo the intro properly for the Evergrace novel because when I first started this, it was really rough and more like a summary. I probably won’t redo the rest of the chapters that I skimmed through in like point blank form, but because the intro is so good it deserves this justice. I need this before I go through the rest of chapter 11 because oh god.

sparse art this time and it’s all just art i drew for the intro before. but hey, enjoy :)

and thank you to saria for helping with a line about dancing. lmao

A burning sunset draped the world in a red light.

A brick house, skinny trees with gangly trunks, a sparse amount of livestock herded together and the barren plain that used to keep them fed, they were all overlooked by a rocky hill. 

And on that hill was the shrinking shadow of a young boy.

The boy, as if using the hill for emotional support, was rubbing at his eyes continually overflowing with tears. His soft greyish hair was mottled with mud, and so were his pants, fraying with scratched holes.

As the tears flowed, his small shoulders trembled greatly, and the boy cried out as if his throat had broken free of all restraints.

From his swollen, red eyes came tears that brushed against the back of his right hand. There was a mysterious marking on the back of his hand, clearly defined by its pattern.

He scratched at the bruise with his other hand as strong as he could, until his fingers and palms were a bright red. 

But the marking would not go away.

He placed his hand palm up on the rough surface of the rocks and began to scratch against it. Gripping his right hand with all his strength, he dragged his hand across the rocks.

A different kind of pain escaped the boy’s mouth through his cries, and streaks of blood appeared on the rock. 

The pain made the boy flinch, but his young face was filled with hate, and he grinded his right hand against the rock with renewed effort.

“What are you doing?!”

The shadow of a person much larger falls upon the young boy.

A girl stood at the hill with hair redder than the sunset sky.

The girl ran over to the young boy, her ornate dress flapping in the wind. She took hold of the boy’s bloody hand.

"You shouldn’t do that kind of thing, you know!”

The boy’s lips were firmly pressed shut, and he only looked up at the girl with frozen eyes. The red-haired girl crouched down beside the boy, and gave him a kind smile. She took a cloth from her waistpouch and gently wiped the mud off the boy.

“Now, why don’t we go back home together? Didn’t you say before that baby chicks learn to fly around this time? Let’s go home, so you can show me!”

“I don’t.... want to go home. Everything would be better if I wasn’t here.”

The boy’s shaky reply made the girl’s eyes widen in surprise. From the boy’s amber eyes, the tears started to flow again.

“Everyone, everyone said that someone with the Crest like me, they wished I wasn’t born...”

“Now, who said something like that?”

The weight of the boy’s tears almost seemed to guide his head downwards. In a muffled but bitter voice, he replied back indignantly. 

“Everyone in the village said so. Because I’m here, all the crops and animals keep dying! If my father wasn’t so respected, he’d be kicked out of the village by now... Because there’s someone like me plaguing everyone’s lives, they’re always saying horrible things about my parents...

And Sharline, because of me, you were kicked out of the hunting group, weren’t you?”

An expression rose up within the girl named Sharline. Shock, anger, and sadness all mixed up on the girl’s suffering face. The boy tried to shake her hand away, but she held on tightly, using her free hand to gently wipe off the mud from his head.

“You shouldn’t pay a single heed to those words. Those crops are failing because the earth around here has always been bad. And those dying livestock, it’s just because their caretakers didn’t quite do their job, right? And, I...

I just couldn’t go hunting because I got in a big fight with the lead hunter, that’s all. Darius, you had nothing to do with that.”

“......But, as long as I have this Crest, won’t these horrible things just continue?”

As if the boy was weighed down by something very heavy, his shoulders drooped low - and his head sunk too.

Sharline shook her head slowly.

“That’s not true, okay? Sure, plenty of things will always happen from here on out, but that’s just how people are always gonna be - causing things. 

What in the world can a little bruise do? Like hey, every night, Darius’s spoooooky hand just sneaks out the window and dances around people’s pillows, that what they think? It’s just ridiculous!”

The boy saw a smile light up across Sharline’s face as she cheerfully wiped the last bits of mud from his hair.

“The next time people say those kinds of words again, let me know ASAP. The second time it happens, it won’t, because I’ll be beating them right up!”

“Wait, no, Sharline! If you do that, you’ll...”

“Don’t worry about it!” 

Sharline cupped her hands around Darius’ face, raising his head slightly upward. Through his tear-stained eyes, Darius could see an enthusiastic smile beaming at him.

“Y’know, Darius? More than anyone else in the village, I love you the most. That’s why if anyone says anything bad to you, I’ll always protect you. Believe in me.” 

[this is the line alayna vetoed right into “i love you the most,” but to be honest it’s more like “favourite” or cutely, “you’re my number one!” but I DON’T CARE]

Darius looked up with an surprised expression as Sharline gently pressed her hands against his cheeks.

The boy, still staggering slightly, was suddenly brought so close he could feel the blood coursing through the girl’s throat. 

[this line is weird, I don’t know how to word it properly, but hope that’s okay.]

His shoulders, his back, all were wrapped up into the girl’s arms, hugging him strongly.

It’s warm...

Outside of any blood relative, it was the first time he had ever been hugged.

Whatever fear the boy had within himself, it quickly diminished and replaced itself with a gentle warmth that spread from the back of his neck. With kind hands, Sharline gently stroked his back, and the voice hidden in the depths of his throat came out once more.

As if a gate had burst free, the boy cried out a new flood of tears as he was gently wrapped in the embrace of the red-haired girl.

image not quite accurate, i drew this way back when i first read it. but yeah...................... evergrace hearwarming family moments :’) i love them very much

[thanksforthedinosaur]

international year of plant health

hi. i made a playlist of a snapshot of the stuff i’ve listened to this year if you’re looking for some recommendations! xoxo mae

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0VkfnggwpC1TEj2wsaHyZr?si=4JJd6Z-kRoCHuHypRtWK3g

1. little simz - might bang, might not 2. jean deaux - recipe! 3. logic - open mic\\aquarius iii 4. spittzwell - the lesson 5. ivy sole - kismet 6. vel the wonder - fine art 7. megan thee stallion - shots fired 8. kari faux - look at that 9. rico nasty - own it 10. flo milli - beef flomix 11. kodie shane - 2 many 12. kali uchis - ¡aquí yo mando! 13. tkay maidza - shook 14. bree runway - atm 15. yung baby tate - i am 16. almondmilkhunni - grapefruit 17. princess nokia - soul food y adobo 18. bosco - attention 19. kiana ledé - movin. 20. diamond white - secondhand 21. queen naija - i’m her 22. danileigh - mistreated 23. parisalexa - 2 optimistic 24. qveen herby - farewell 25. jhené aiko - p*$$y fairy (otw) 26. chloe x halle - forgive me 27. kehlani - water 28. umi - pretty girl hi! 29. rimon - i shine, u shine 30. disclosure - birthday 31. phora - cupid's curse 32. roy ayers - synchronize vibration 33. thundercat - unrequited love 34. thelonious coltrane - perfect timing 35. [ k s r ] - passion 36. alina baraz - more than enough 37. alayna - glowing 38. savannah cristina - self love 39. paloma ford - rain 40. nakala - she interlude ii 41. orion sun - lightning 42. jaz karis - hold you 43. cleo sol - when i'm in your arms 44. keiyaa - do yourself a favor 45. alicia keys - me x 7 46. yazmin lacey - morning matters 47. be steadwell - succulent 48. daniela andrade - k.l.f.g. 49. yung lean - dogboy 50. bladee - sun 51. blackwinterwells - algae 52. sullii - moonlight 53. misogi - heart chained 54. aminé - talk 55. tobi lou - lingo starr: drunken master 56. busta rhymes - look over your shoulder 57. 2 chainz - southside hov 58. atmosphere - the future is disgusting 59. meltycanon - moody blues 60. alfred. - sheeshfred 61. love-sadkid - ephemeral 62. jay squared - vision like you! 63. tuamie - you needed time you said 64. oatmello - blue 65. wun two - a noite 66. kuranes - calm 67. omaure - drama 68. dust and moonlight - sleeping or sinking 69. phlocalyst - image 70. ocha - r33 71. sugi.wa - love u 72. palm - memories of winter 73. goosetaf - tripwire 74. bryzone_ybp - the count 75. orancha - smoky banana 76. evil needle - midnight 77. eevee - romance 78. chief. - can't explain 79. ngyn - aerith 80. fujitsu - move on 81. meitei - nami 82. swum - breezy 83. chris mazuera - perspective 84. jinsang - maybe 85. tesk - cascades 86. saib - nautica 87. mf eistee - uprising 88. kaskade - when you’re dreaming 89. tatsuya maruyama - love you - lo-fi remix 90. towerz - before i gave in 91. baechulgi - abyss 92. underbelly - glitchwater 93. notsure - icecoffee 94. yutaka hirasaka - arise 95. akisai - ecossaise 96. nom tunes - missing piece 97. sweet dove - on the viewless wings 98. park bird - new place, same people 99. city girl - ji-eun's favorite 100. katie dey - loving 101. mary lattimore - sometimes he's in my dreams 102. teen daze - peaceful groove 103. pacific coliseum - turquoise 104. tycho - outer sunset 105. [.que] - glimmer 106. lights & motion - separated hearts 107. roger eno - celeste 108. talsounds - opening 109. alva noto - xerrox voyage 110. 36 - stasis sounds for long-distance space travel (stage 2) 111. stan forebee - bedscape 112. daniel avery - illusion of time 113. arbee - 2sum - charlie dreaming remix 114. okada takuro - waterfront (up-01) 115. gabriel ólafs - lóa - bing & ruth rework 116. warmth - the creek - mixed 117. rhucle - rev 118. com truise - surf 119. sarah davachi - still lives 120. gastón arévalo - sur les traces des explorateurs 121. peter bark - ascension 122. kara-lis coverdale - flutter 123. totally enormous extinct dinosaurs - brockley 124. green-house - peperomia seedling 125. four tet - green 126. morimoto naoki - aru 127. kaitlyn aurelia smith - remembering 128. dj python - te conocí 129. ocoeur - glow 130. christina vantzou - snow white 131. alonefold - strange rainbows 132. savoir adore - dancing temples 133. tengger - water 134. suzanne ciani - a sonic womb pt. 3 135. mogwai - major treat 136. this will destroy you - entrance 137. sleepmakeswaves - time wants a skeleton 138. elsa hewitt - rebird 139. ulla - i think my tears have become good 140. aether - she isn't here 141. zoe polanski - the last frontier 142. lyra pramuk - witness 143. ana roxanne - a study in vastness 144. julianna barwick - nod 145. the leaf library - about minerals 146. gia margaret - barely there 147. lucy gooch - my lights kiss your thoughts every moment 148. briana marela - forgiveness 149. loma - homing 150. mree - open arms 151. ellis - saturn return 152. alexia avina - fit into 153. fenne lily - to be a woman pt. 1 154. noble oak - evaporate 155. mint julep - blinded 156. rush week - best laid plans 157. mini trees - slip away 158. winter - bem no fundo 159. yumi zouma - cool for a second 160. laura veirs - burn too bright 161. terry vs. tori - keepsake box 162. castlebeat - shoulder 163. candace - still phase 164. tiny deaths - if i'm dreaming 165. lydia - heavy 166. caspian - nostalgist 167. nova one - lovable 168. corey flood - heaven or 169. hazel english - off my mind 170. bantug - dizzy 171. tops - colder & closer 172. the hidden shelf - miracles 173. ruru - 99 174. widowspeak - even true love 175. cheerleader - providence 176. wild nothing - blue wings 177. deradoorian - corsican shores 178. strfkr - second hand 179. mint field - contingencia 180. ringo deathstarr - god help the one's you love 181. no joy - dream rats 182. white poppy - orchid child 183. keeps - swiggum 184. flung - firstly zested 185. the bilinda butchers - rie 186. sipper - kid 187. radiator hospital - imposter syndrome 188. addy - equinox 189. boyo - dogma 190. alexandra savior - the archer 191. phoebe bridgers - chinese satellite 192. soccer mommy - circle the drain 193. routine - numb enough 194. quarter-life crisis - comfortable 195. madeline kenney - sucker 196. layne - linnea 197. wilsen - align 198. pynkie - you 199. bandanna - ghost home 200. waxahatchee - can’t do much 201. crisman - portrait 202. liza anne - i wanna be there 203. purr - gates of cool 204. honey cutt - hung up on me 205. the beths - out of sight 206. the ophelias - grand canyon 207. sjowgren - flip phones 208. haim - gasoline 209. thanya iyer - i forget to drink water (balance) 210. sad13 - good grief 211. porridge radio - give/take 212. lannds - not in a good way 213. katie von schleicher - wheel 214. hey cowboy! - detective farmer brown 215. tombo crush - pink 216. eliza moon - tell me / why'd you 217. anna mcclellan - raisin 218. this is the kit - this is what you did 219. snarls - walk in the woods 220. blushh - deal with it 221. long neck - cicada 222. chloe moriondo - ghost adventure spirit orb 223. momma - biohazard 224. varsity - runaway 225. land of talk - footnotes 226. bully - stuck in your head 227. diet cig - stare into the sun 228. expert timing - gravity 229. slow pulp - track 230. maddie jay - shakes 231. beabadoobee - together 232. luna aura - crash dive 233. sorry - perfect 234. torres - good grief 235. partner - honey 236. beauty queen - this time around 237. maggie lindemann - knife under my pillow 238. bryde - paper cups 239. mundy's bay - sleep away the summer 240. squirrel flower - red shoulder 241. mourn - stay there 242. dream wife - so when you gonna... 243. illuminati hotties - superiority complex (big noise) 244. l.a. witch - true believers 245. hinds - burn 246. beach bunny - cuffing season 247. suzie true - idk u 248. bacchae - hammer 249. peach kelli pop - stupid girl 250. oceanator - heartbeat 251. pins - read my lips 252. best coast - different light 253. muncie girls - take steps 254. kailee morgue - this is why i'm hot 255. beach slang - let it ride 256. silverstein - take what you give 257. new found glory - scarier than jason voorhees at a campfire 258. the lawrence arms - quiet storm 259. mikey erg - bon voyage 260. pet symmetry - had a name, don't remember it 261. thank you, i'm sorry - backpack life 262. ratboys - alien with a sleep mask on 263. joyce manor - leather jacket 264. jeff rosenstock - scram! 265. the aquabats! - aliens and monsters! 266. the used - the lighthouse 267. hidden hospitals - how amazing 268. dikembe - all got sick 269. time spent driving - trust no 1 270. the casket lottery - more blood 271. record setter - someplace 272. emma ruth rundle - out of existence 273. gulfer - blurry 274. options - don't mind 275. i love your lifestyle - stupid 276. orchards - stealing your sleep 277. no tongues for quiet people - lake house lake house 278. into it. over it. - hollow halos 279. mountains for clouds - full disclosure 280. joan of arc - destiny revision 281. no thank you - saturn return 282. the front bottoms - camouflage 283. ride your bike - make like a tom and cruise 284. dragon inn 3 - yer brothers 285. the goalie’s anxiety at the penalty kick - jars filled with rain 286. mansions - laser beams 287. waveform* - hello goodbye 288. owen - headphoned 289. cassino - tacoma 290. ajj - normalization blues 291. penelope scott - sweet hibiscus tea 292. angel olsen - (new love) cassette 293. trace mountains - fallin' rain 294. johanna warren - part of it 295. frances quinlan - lean 296. tomberlin - hours 297. samia - triptych 298. field medic - better way 299. adrianne lenker - my angel 300. jack m. senff - another day 301. lomelda - polyurethane 302. rosie carney - high and dry 303. brigid mae power - i had to keep my circle small 304. overcoats - new shoes 305. anna burch - not so bad 306. hop along, queen ansleis - the cactus 307. mandy moore - easy target 308. laura marling - held down 309. lisa loeb - doesn't it feel good 310. trixie mattel - gold 311. lilly hiatt - move 312. molly tuttle - sunflower, vol. 6 313. sarah jarosz - pay it no mind 314. katie heckel - help you mend 315. katie pruitt - my mind’s a ship (that’s going down) 316. in love with a ghost - trans rights 317. snail's house - imaginary express 318. isuka hino - dreamin' adventure!! 319. 4s4ki - nexus 320. lapix - loneliness 321. you - painter 322. aice room - dreary planet - yukiyanagi remix 323. zekk - oxygen 324. lu-i - loved happiness 325. synthion - volt switch 326. sanaas - polestar - junk remix 327. mameyudoufu - fluffy 328. awfuless - redemption 329. rejection - around you 330. toriena - getting into a pose 331. cosmo@bousoup - mow*mow*abduction!!! 332. yunosuke - ziqqurat 333. android52 - lovin', scratchin' 334. サクラsakura-lee - nobody else 335. desired - emotions 336. mikazuki bigwave - sakimashita bloomin'!! 337. skule toyama - smooth 338. adrianwave - goodbye 339. macross 82-99 - melt 340. cape coral - 707 hotline 341. 80kidz - heat 342. night tempo - baby 343. yaffle - lng, before 344. greyl - let me be with you 345. serph - palmtop tiger 346. happy kuru kuru - natsu no hi no labyrinth 347. couple n - earmie 348. airuei - magic sign 349. somunia - non player girl - nyankobrq 2p ver. 350. cosmicosmo - those that we once loved 351. maeshima soshi - the terminal 352. kijibato - 1room 353. yuc'e - ghost town 354. neko hacker - erased 355. jam2go - apotrope 356. mizuki ohkawa - cosmic cleft 357. singto conley - flora 358. 2tonedisco - shoelaces 359. cy8er - もしもしじゃぽん 360. nayuta - connect 361. t+pazolite - himitsu cult 362. milkoi - higher, higher, and then... 363. freezer - caramel rain (sanaas remix) 364. kotonohouse - pitter, patter 365. aika - superstar 366. yukiyanagi - love overdose 367. nanahira - twinkle password 368. ducky - hyper bloxxd 369. porter robinson - something comforting 370. moshimo - シンクロ 371. bish - スーパーヒーローミュージック 372. scenarioart - it's all right 373. base ball bear - ポラリス(c3 mix) 374. majiko - エスカルゴ 375. akaiko-en - ジャンキー 376. the peggies - weekend 377. lovely summer chan - more light 378. polkadot stingray - sp813 379. shishamo - フェイバリットボーイ 380. aimer - run riot 381. österreich - i'll take you everywhere 382. sora tob sakana - 夜間飛行 383. the shes gone - ふためぼれ 384. aimyon - marshmallow 385. cö shu nie - supercell 386. kensei ogata - violin case 387. せだい - yellownola 388. yonige - あかるいみらい 389. bearwear - i think 390. hitsujibungaku - ロックスター 391. cidergirl - 飛行船 392. room97 - faq 393. she's - ugly 394. bbhf - tokenai mahou 395. alisa takigawa - 夢 396. satomoka - glints 397. radwimps - shinsekai 398. pinoko - コリドー街 399. helsinki lambda club - you are my gravity 400. lucky kilimanjaro - 君とつづく 401. dish// - sauna song 402. zombie-chang - snooze 403. mizuki ohira - 無重力 404. みゆな - 歌おうよ 405. iri - come back to my city 406. aya a.k.a panda - i miss u 407. chelmico - disco (bad dance doesn't matter) 408. seiko oomori - 絶対彼女 409. yaeji - my imagination 상상 410. daoko - zukizuki 411. eill - night d 412. cifika - déjà vu 413. yeye - step in time 414. saevom - just like i dreamed then 415. cheeze - today's mood 416. stella jang - reality blue 417. younha - one day of twenty 418. jeong eun ji - whoo 419. fromm - aliens 420. crush - tip toe 421. heize - 1/1440 422. femm - level up 423. awich - poison 424. jessi - nunu nana 425. (g)i-dle - luv u 426. summer soul - tinder 427. taeyeon - worry free love 428. boa - l.o.v.e 429. fromis_9 - feel good (secret code) 430. faky - re:chase me 431. monsta x - night view 432. twice - up no more 433. loona - hide & seek 434. wjsn - pantomime 435. iz*one - fiesta 436. exid - ddd jpn ver. 437. gfriend - crème brûlée 438. april - lalalilala 439. weki meki - 100 facts (cool eng. ver.) 440. momoland - starry night 441. steve aoki - play it cool 442. bts - dynamite 443. sakurako ohara - shine on me 444. sumin - zaza♡ 445. onepixcel - lagrima 446. little glee monster - i feel the light 447. celeina ann - purikura 448. アイラヴミー - そのまんま勇者 449. okkyung lee - here we are (once again) 450. luca - lune 451. hakushi hasegawa - hikari no rock 452. haruka nakamura - your sonnet 453. itoko toma - shade 454. rina katahira - hoshizora* 455. ichiko aoba - easter lily 456. satoko shibata - 変な島 457. 角銅真実 - 6月の窓 458. 熊川みゆ - sixteen 459. 眉村ちあき - 緑のハイヒール 460. 竹内アンナ - striking gold 461. saucy dog - film 462. kaede - -ending- night blue 463. aseul - paradise 464. 박혜진 park hye jin - like this 465. charlotte is mine - road movie 466. plastic plastic - ฮัม - (hum) 467. clams - shiny rider 468. seventeen years old and berlin wall - no paradise 469. nuit - nightbirds 470. fulusu - ghost 471. rammells - sennengo 472. stargaze shelter - emulation (mode:totonee) 473. ヨルシカ - 昼鳶 474. nakamuraemi - 大人の言うことを聞け 475. kenshi yonezu - ひまわり 476. tk from ling tosite sigure - reframe 477. penguinrush - 色彩 478. lee jin ah - candy pianist 479. mei ehara - どちらにピントを 480. jizue - because 481. mouse on the keys - room 482. fox capture plan - stand my heroes - groove version 483. ryutist - girls 484. yeti let you notice - bouquet 485. tricot - 真っ黒 486. madison cunningham - giraffe 487. covet - atreyu 488. floral - maybe not one day 489. envy - eternal memories and reincarnation 490. baths - mikaela corridor 491. sufjan stevens - run away with me 492. fractures - feel 493. the 1975 - frail state of mind 494. dan mason ダン·メイソン - everytime i cry 495. brothertiger - cannonball 496. porches - rangerover - bonus track 497. tame impala - instant destiny 498. washed out - paralyzed 499. pink skies - portland 500. so below - bone 501. purity ring - silkspun 502. llll - breathless 503. slow magic - somewhere 504. kasbo - lune 505. cloudnone - let the music in 506. jody wisternoff - blue space 507. drama - hold on 508. satin jackets - meridian getaway 509. direct - opal 510. lane 8 - road 511. baile - jlm 512. yuni wa - starships 513. nora van elken - sakura 514. geotheory - the day i left you 515. yota - hazy paradise 516. spencer brown - chance on us 517. the avener - conscious shadows 518. kalbells - mothertime 519. bella boo - in love 520. kirara magic - neon 521. mija - digressions 522. cuushe - emergence 523. transviolet - rituals 524. keep shelly in athens - steady to go 525. young ejecta - ah ha 526. annie - in heaven 527. lany - good guys 528. dominic pierce - glad xoxo 529. tender - what you're missing 530. alice jemima - binge love you 531. kitty - baby pink 532. faye meana - like honey 533. lunadira - am i gonna die? 534. loony - white lie 535. justine skye - fav 536. wafia - good things 537. victoria monét - jaguar 538. malia civetz - love thing 539. keiynan lonsdale - i confess my love 540. deaton chris anthony - tuethday 541. kallitechnis - body&soul (ish d remix) 542. talitha. - ineedsomeone 543. keke palmer - thick 544. kesha - birthday suit 545. l.e.j - pas l'time 546. selena gomez - rare 547. the aces - daydream 548. jessie ware - mirage (don’t stop) 549. joan - try again 550. melanie c - blame it on me 551. astrid s - dance dance dance 552. little mix - holiday 553. justin bieber - yummy 554. ariana grande - positions 555. bea miller - feel something different 556. lady gaga - rain on me (with ariana grande) 557. raye - regardless 558. the weeknd - hardest to love 559. andrea valle - lovergirl 560. k/da - the baddest 561. allie x - susie save your love 562. terror jr - dinner plate 563. shawn wasabi - halo halo 564. benee - snail 565. sevdaliza - oh my god 566. gupi - modest 567. six impala - sweetsweetsweetlikebubblegum 568. charli xcx - i finally understand 569. golin - hanakotoba 570. shygirl - freak 571. madge - ethanol 572. arca - afterwards 573. kelly lee owens - re-wild 574. ari mason - pangaea 575. gabrielle aplin - dear happy 576. taylor swift - the 1 577. awfultune - buds 578. sneaks - scorpio on your side 579. izzy camina - kill your local indie softboy 580. mxmtoon - ok on your own 581. wens - giant bat 582. billie eilish - my future 583. tash - when you leave 584. fletcher - the one 585. silver sphere - ghosts! 586. tei shi - ok crazy 587. dounia - sucked all the fun 588. tatiana hazel - carmen sandiego 589. magdalena bay - killshot 590. kllo - insomnia 591. leisure suite - closer 592. morgan saint - i dreamt that i knew you 593. ayelle - got love 594. michi - escondida 595. lyrica anderson - lyfted 596. sasha sloan - lie 597. niki - plot twist 598. sarah reeves - heart first 599. salt cathedral - caviar 600. chelsea cutler - sad tonight 601. rituals of mine - heights 602. e^st - flight path 603. sara diamond - great together 604. phem - stfu 605. carlie hanson - daze inn 606. lauren aquilina - latest ghost 607. caroline rose - command z 608. misterwives - oxygen 609. ella vos - turbulence 610. austra - i am not waiting 611. triathalon - you 612. phoebe ryan - icimy 613. katzù oso - kiss u better 614. luwten - control 615. raveena - heartbeat 616. oohyo - 2020 617. oklou - another night 618. jouska - bring you back 619. fleur east - easy to love 620. soft glas - overbite 621. jaden - muted sunrise 622. snny - better to leave it 623. saint mela - alkaseltzer 624. mia gladstone - ego 625. helena deland - truth nugget 626. oh wonder - oceansize 627. steven padin - sashimi 628. kacey johansing - i try 629. treasureseason - spinning plate 630. landshapes - drama 631. tennis - matrimony ii 632. pomplamoose - morning waterbug 633. soko - being sad is not a crime 634. the big moon - barcelona 635. shamir - diet 636. knox fortune - static 637. carly rae jepsen - let's sort the whole thing out 638. real estate - the main thing 639. hayley williams - roses/lotus/violet/iris 640. nada surf - something i should do 641. bombay bicycle club - is it real 642. the seshen - faster than before 643. thao & the get down stay down - how could i 644. marla hansen - path 645. christine and the queens - la vita nuova 646. half waif - siren 647. malena zavala - ritmo de vida 648. bendik - himmelen 649. hanna järver - kalmar slott 650. frida sundemo - anything 651. kate nv - telefon 652. ambar lucid - questioning my mind 653. coco reilly - mirror 654. ghostly kisses - lydian 655. kacy hill - told me 656. lianne la havas - can't fight 657. donna missal - how does it feel 658. felivand - gone 659. jordana - divine 660. empress of - void 661. banoffee - ripe 662. vanessa carlton - i can't stay the same 663. fiona apple - heavy balloon 664. poppy - concrete 665. rina sawayama - stfu!

[feelin-woozy]

ALL OF THE FLOWERS! 🌸

Alisons: Sexuality?

Queer

Amaranth: Pronouns/Gender?

He/They, nb

Baby’s Breath: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

Eeeh, no but I probably still will lmao

Balsam Fir: Have you ever been in love?

Yes

Baneberries: Favorite song?

uhh, lately Berkshire Cunt

Basket of Gold: Describe your family.

Typical nuclear family

Beebalm: Do you have a best friend? Who is it?

@majuulian and my boy Alex but Im nut gunna link his tumblr bc idk if he wants that lmao

Begonia: Favorite color?

Azure and reds

Bellflower: Favorite animal?

Cats

Bergenia: Are you a morning or night person?

Night person

Black-Eyed Susan: If you could be any animal for a day, what would it be?

Cat

Bloodroots: When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?

I don’t really remember

Bluemink: What are your thoughts on children?

They’re cute but probably not for me

Blazing Stars: What are you afraid of? Is there a reason why?

Disappointing my parents

Borage: Give a random fact about your childhood.

I used to hide under tables a lot as a kid

Bugleherb: How would you spend your last day on Earth?  

Getting drunk and listening to good music, hopefully surrounded by good company

Buttercup: Relationship Status?

Single

Camelia: If you could visit anywhere, where would you want to go?

Germany

Candytufts: When do you feel most loved?

Have you ever had someone watch you absently with a small smile as you do something?

Canna: Do you have any tattoos?  

Three

Canterbury Bells: Do you have any piercings?  

Eight

California Poppy: Height?  

5′8

Cardinal Flower: Do you believe in ghosts?

I don’t not believe in them

Carnation: What are you currently wearing?  

Shorts

Catnip: Have you ever slept with a nightlight?

Yes

Chives: Who was the last person you hugged?  

I think Alayna??

Chrysanthemum: Who’s the last person you kissed?

My ex

Cock’s Comb: Favorite font?

Anything cursive

Columbine: Are you tired?

Very

Common Boneset: What are you looking forward to?

Uhh,,, I get to see Pup soon and I’m pretty stoked for that

Coneflower: Dream job?

Psychnurse

Crane’s-Bill: Introvert or extrovert?

Introvert

Crocus: Have you ever been in love?

Yes

Crown Imperial: What’s the farthest you would go for someone you care about?

As long as I’m not doing something that hurts myself physically and or mentally then pretty far

Cyclamen: Did you have a favorite stuffed animal as a child? What was it?

Big doggo

Daffodil: What’s your zodiac sign?

Virgo

Dahlia: Have you done anything worth remembering?

Absolutely, but I don’t really want to talk abt my shenanigans online for the masses

Daisy: What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment?

My vests lmao

Daylily: What would you do if your parents didn’t like your partner(s)?  

They haven’t liked a few of them but hey, hasn’t stopped me lmao. It also depends on WHY they don’t like them though

Dendrobium: Who is the last person that you said “I love you” to?

Josh i think??

Gardenia: Are you happy with where you’re at in your life?

Not particularly

Gladiolus: What is something you hope to do in the next year or two?

Have my shit together

Glory-of-the-Snow: What are ten things that make you happy/you’re grateful to have in your life?

My friends, family, music, cats, 

Heliotropium: What helps you calm down when you feel stressed?  

Weed

Hellebore: How do you show affection?

Light bullying

Hoary Stock: What are you proudest of?

My vests

Hollyhock: Describe your ideal day.

Uhh, just chilling with friends maybe having a few drinks and laughing till your sides hurt

Hyacinth: What do you like to do in your free time?  

I play video games and listen to podcasts

Hydrangea: How long have you known your best friend? How did you meet them?

I’ve known my buddy Erika for like a decade and a half, we met in school.

Irises: Who can you talk to about (almost) everything?

Josh

Laceleaf: How many friends do you have?

Like 10 maybe

Lantanas: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received?

You remind me of David Bowie

Larkspur: What do you think of yourself?

I’m kinda a piece of shit lmao

Lavender: What’s your favorite thing about yourself?

My aesthetic

Leather Flower: What’s your least favorite thing about yourself?  

I’m lazy

Lilac: What’s something you liked to do as a child?

Watch my mum play world of warcraft

Lily: Who was your best friend when you were a kid?

Erika

Lily of the Incas: What is something you still feel guilty for?

Nothing I care 2 share

Lily of the Nile: What is something you feel guilty for that you shouldn’t feel guilty about?  

A lot of things lmfao

Lupine: What does your name mean? Why is that your name?

Victory of the people, because that’s what my mum picked out

Marigold: Where did you grow up? Tell us about it.

I grew up in Vancouver, I had a really typical childhood and I’m not sure what else to say of it. Just very basic.

Morning Glory: What was your bedroom like growing up?

Wall to wall in posters

Mugworts: What was it like for you as a teenager? Did you enjoy your teenage years?  

I don’t remember much of it lmao. I was a very very angry teenager and I was sad all the time. I was just a very volatile person and not really the kinda person you want in your life lmao.

Norwegian Angelica: Tell us about your mom.

She’s my bestfriend!!! I love her so much and would literally kill someone for her

Onions: Tell about your dad.  

He’s kinda an asshole but I really love him and value his opinions on things lmao.

Orchid: Tell about your grandparents.

My grandparents are,, complicated lmao. They’re fine all things considered though. My maternal grandma is the bomb.

Pansy: What was your most memorable birthday? What made it be so memorable?

I saw Brand New one year on my birthday, that was really great.

Peony: What was your first job?

Kentucky fried shithole

Petunia: If you’re in a relationship, how did you meet your partner(s)? If you’re not in a relationship, how did you meet your crush/how do you hope to meet your future partner(s), if you want any?

Ill probably meet my next partner on a dating app lmao.

Pincushion: How do you deal with pain?

Couple tynelols and move on

Pink: Where is home?

With people who make you laugh till your sides hurt and have your back through thick and thin

Plantain Lilies: If you could go back in time, what is one thing you would stop/change?

Uhh, I’d probably try and get my shit together sooner in life.

Prairie Gentian: Who is someone you look up to? Describe them.

Takes no shit 

Primrose: Describe your ideal life.

I’d like to live in the forest away from people with some animals and a partner

Rhodendron: What is something you used to believe in as a child?

Santa, tooth fairy etc.

Ricinus: Who’s the most important in your life?

My parents

Rose: What’s your favorite sound?

I love the sound of rain also the kill bill siren

Rosemallows: What’s your favorite memory?

Currently, Punk in drublic

Sage: What’s your least favorite memory?

Idk I’ve done a lot of shitty things lmao

Snapdragon: At this moment, what do you want?  

Some chocolate milk would be rad

St. John’s Wort: Is it easy or difficult for you to express how you feel about things?

Very easy, I’ve done like 6 years of therapy. I’m a fucking pro at this lmfao

Sunflower: What is something you don’t want to imagine life without?

Music

Sweet Pea: How much sleep did you get last night?

Like 7 hours?

Tickseed: What’s your main reason to get up every morning?

Life doesn’t stop for no one. Don’t wanna get steamrolled by it.

Touch-Me-Not: How do you feel about your current job?

I fucking hate it

Transvaal Daisy: What’s your favorite item of clothing?

My vests

Tropical White Morning Glory: Describe your aesthetic.  

Goth/punk slut

Tulip: What would be the best present to get you?

Idk I like weird things, one of my ex boyfriends bought me a bunch of taxidermy for my birthday and that’s been the best gift I’ve gotten to date

Vervain: What’s stressing you out most right now?

Life in general

Wisteria: How many books have you read in the past few months? What were they called?

I don’t read too much but I have read The Last Wish by Andrzej Sapkowski

Wolf’s Bane: Where do you want to be in life this time next year?

Uhh hopefully less stressed out 

Zinnia: Give a random fact about yourself.

I’m double jointed and it really freaks people out

[spoopyredacted]

call me al

there was a tumblr post that said:

"no offense but two characters running from the authorities and then on of them pull the other in dark, small alley to shake them off and they're both breathing hard and there's not mush space there and they're looking at each other while trying to hold back chuckles and one of them brings their finger to their lips playfully in a 'shhh' motion while smirking and oh no now they're looking at one another's lips and one of them whispers 'i think the coast is clear now. we could leave.' and the other says 'yeah. we could' but they're still looking at the other person's lips and neither make a move to of and they can feel each other's breath against their skin"

masterlist

arthur morgan x alayna [ofc] 1.8k

It’s after noon when Alayna comes riding her into camp on her all black thoroughbred, with a deer on the back ready for Pearson’s stew that night. Lifting the heavy carcass onto her shoulder she carries it over to the cooks wagon.

“Thank you Al, it’s about time someone contributed today.” Pearson’s scratchy voice can be heard behind her. As he walks up, he takes the dead animal from her and hangs it up to be skinned.  

“What do you mean? Hasn’t Arthur brought you anything yet?” Walking around the man, she goes to the water basin, scoops some out and rinses off her hands, “He’s usually the first person to bring you game.”

Pearson takes out his knife and begins to skin the deer, “He’s off drinking it up in town,” He stabs a little rougher at that, “Dutch's' orders.”

Alayna hums in acknowledgement, swipes an apple. Taking a bit she makes and her way to the man himself. Dutch is sitting outside his tent reading his beloved book by Evelyn Miller.

“Whats this about Arthur drinking in town?”

“Ah! My dear Al,” Dutch looks up from his reading and a smile blooms on his face. After all these years she was still a sucker for his smile.

She remembers when Hosea and him picked her up. She was about 15 and living on the streets. She ended up pickpocketing the man they were trying to con. Dutch charmed the man, sent him on his way, and then turned and charmed her as well. And here they were, 14 years later and she was still falling for his craft. That man had a way with words that she could never resist.

“Yes, poor Lenny came riding in here this morning saying something about Micha getting locked up in Strawberry and is to be hung—”

“Let’s hope so.” She mumbles taking another bite of her apple. The pointed look Dutch gives her lets her know she was heard but he keeps talking anyway, getting up and leading her towards the horses.

“Yes, well Arthur took him into Valentine to go drink and calm him down. Why don’t you go check on them? We don’t want to cause any more trouble than we already have.” They stop at her horse and Dutch gives her shoulder a pat dismissing her.

“Well Beef it looks like we have to go babysit some boys.” Alayna feeds him the rest of her apple and gives him a couple of pats and makes her way into town.

The various sounds of the saloon can be heard as Alayna rounds the street corner of Valentine. She takes moment looking around trying to spot Arthur and Lenny’s horses, once she does she hitches Beef up beside them and makes her way into the saloon.

Music and laughter fill her ears and very particular laugh makes her smile softly. Arthurs laugh has always brought a smile to her face and had done so often before the Blackwater mess.

Growing up with John and Arthur was defiantly a challenge, John was practically a brother, and the two of them teased each other as such. But Arthur, Arthur always had the potential to be something else entirely. Yet the two could never find themselves quite on the same page, Alayna had had dalliances before and of course Arthur had Eliza and Issac at one time, and then Mary. But there were still stolen glances, lingering touches the went just past a normal amount of time, flirting teases here and there that always built up a tension between them. It never helped that even the gang members could see that there was something between them, even if they didn’t acknowledge it themselves; Hosea had a couple of times sent Alayna down to the river to look for Arthur, on the pretense that he was fishing, just to find him bathing instead. They had both come back beat red from the river and avoided eye contact for the next couple of days every time they fell for it. Hosea would always find it amusing though.

Alayna spots Arthur and Lenny at the far end of the bar and heads over to them, the two men are laughing and taking shots of whiskey, as the younger one takes the shot he throws his entire body back, in turn bumping into a drunk behind him, he turns irate and begins throwing slurs at Lenny.

“Lenny!” Alayna reaches them patting Lenny’s shoulder and putting herself between the two men, who on closer inspection she realizes is one of the men for the bar fight earlier in the week.

“Sorry sir! Here have a drink on me!” Turning to charm the drunk and defuse the situation, Alayna plasters on a giant smile, “Get my friend here a drink!” She motions to the bartender and tosses him some coins hoping that would be enough to earn the mans silence. Its works and the man takes his drink and moves to a table away from them mumbling something about women. Alayna rolls her eyes and turns her attention back to the two clearly drunk cowboys she calls family.

“Al! W-w-what are you doin’ here?” Lenny slurs a little, his head cocked to the side in confusion, “But thannnk god you were. I did not wanna fight him.”

Alayna motions to the bartender again and orders herself a beer and takes up the spot next to Lenny, “Well someone has to take care of you boys—” She can see that Arthur is watching her, not paying attention to what she's saying. But instead he's captivated by her lips. She takes a swig of her beer and a little bit slips out past her lips and flows down her neck, he watches it, finding himself wondering what is would be like to trace the path with his tongue.

“Besides Arthur isn’t the only here who knows how to have a good time.” At his name he’s jolted out of his thoughts and makes eye contact with Alayna, realizing he's been caught, a blush forms across his face and going down his neck.

“What?” Finally catching Alayna’s teasing,”Oh you mean like that one time you got drunnnk and convinced yourself you could ride a pig?” He tries to hide his smirk but it gets the best of him and grows into a wide smile.

“As I remember it, we got drunk and you tried as well!” Lenny lets out a hearty laugh “You did what!” and all three of them start laughing harder as Arthur tries to defend himself and Alayna retells the story.

                                              L E N N Y ! Y N N E L !

The rest of their time carries on like that, swapping stories, drinking, and causing mischief. As night rolls around Alayna and Arthur lose Lenny a couple of times.

The first time the lose him they find him on the upper level of the saloon trying to balance a tumbler on his forehead. They go to join him leaning against the railing drinks in hand.

“Say Arthur, why you haven't been married yet?” Lenny asks, completely oblivious to Arthur going ridged at his question.

“Oh, no one will have me.”

“Tha’ss not true” Alayna slurs, turning to Arthur she grabs on to his bicep, “Any women, hell some men, would be happy, veeery happy, to have a big, strong, c-caring…man,” She loses her voice not wanting to say more under Arthurs heated gaze. She can feel her face heat up, she's unsure if its embarrassment or the alcohol doing it. Probably both.

Or maybe.

Something else.

                                                      E L N Y N ?

They some how lose Lenny again, Alayna fears it’s going to be a pattern tonight, but doesn’t worry to much about it because of the drink and because it just means more time with Arthur.

Alayna watches Arthur from her table walk back in from taking a piss outside. He stumbles into a working girl at the base of the staircase, “You want some company cowboy?” He looks to be taking a second to see who was talking to him but he answers, “Umm, no thank-k ya’ ma’am.”

He makes his way back to Alayna, “She looked like Lenny, didn' she?” She chuckles at his statement at he sits down with her going back to drinking his beer.

“You were still ever the gentlemen Arthur.”

“She’s not the kind of company I want.”

                                                 W R E H E I E H S ?

All three of them stumble into the street laughing, drinking, and yelling. Lenny throws up near some horses hitched up in front of the saloon.

“Hey—!”

The sheriff and some deputies are marching towards them from up the road.

“Lenny! Run!” Alayna laughs and pushes him towards the bank. Grabbing Arthurs hand she starts to run down the alley trying to lead them behind the saloon, they end up stumbling, Arthur wraps his arms around her catching her, giggling and leaning into the crook of her neck sending tingling shivers up and down her body. They both end ups laughing as they stumble down and around the end of the alley.

“There they are!” A deputy rounds the general store, pointing at the two laughing drunk idiots.

“You’ll never catch us alive!” Arthur yells turning and dragging Alayna by the hand in the opposite direction. They end up running and jumping fences all along the back of Valentine, laughing and trying not to fall over anything.

They manage to escape and hide behind the church at the end of the street. Alayna pulls Arthur behind the building, Arthur leaning against the building Alayna’s forehead leaning against his chest, hands still clasped together as they try to catch their breath.

Alayna can feel Arthur chuckling to himself, shoulders shaking. “Shush,” She looks up, putting a finger to his lips and peaking around the corner to check, “They’ll find us.”

He’s staring at her. Hard. His eyes darting around her face. Her lips. Her eyes. They way strands of her hair have fallen out of her plait and have fallen in front of her face. Does she realize what she doing? Being this close? Finger still on his lips? Oh, now she’s looking at him, and theres a dawning look on her face. Now she realizes.

Her finger slowly traces his parted lips, they’re chapped from being in the sun everyday. But still very much kissable. If either one of them were to lean in just an inch or two their lips would touch. Does he want that? Alayna looks up from his lips to see his pupils blown wide, she can hardly see they hazel that surrounds them. Yes. They’re breathing each other in. Arthurs hand that is not clasped in hers comes up and cups her neck fingers brushing into her hair, they lean into each other.

So close.

*F W E E T!*

It was like a spell was broken. They snap apart and begin their run again.

Hands still clasped together.

[elysias-temple]

Hello, my name is Alayna and I've never had a reading before. I've been going through a difficult time, I had hip surgery 4 months ago and its been lonliness and pain from there. Today is my 21st birthday... Could you ask, "what does alayna need?" I know some questions dont work for tarot, if that dosent maybe... "What does Alayna need to know?" Many many thanks.

Hey love.

Sorry to hear you’re having a rough time but Happy Birthday! Have a funny GIF that I hope helps even a little bit.

I pulled the 4 of Wands, 10 of Wands, 5 of Cups, Nine of Swords and King of Wands.

The cards are telling you that there are people around you willing to help but it seems like you’ve shut yourself off from everyone. Most of the lonliness is coming from your own head. You think you’re being a burden on others but you aren’t, they want to help so it’s best to reach out. The King of Wands is really calling out in this reading to me. He’s saying that you need to really take control of your life and know that you’re in control here. Your mind is trying to take pity on itself but you need to tell it that it’s not going to work that way.

Connect with others again, it’s going to help and they’re waiting for you to make the call.

[therarara]

Tag Game

Rules: Answer 21 questions and then tag 21 people you want to get to know better

Tagged by @thewordbedlookslikeabed (it’s been awhile lol how have you been?)

Name: Alayna

Nickname: no one could ever make one with my name lol BUT I recently got the title “cutie mutual” so 😊

Gender: female

Zodiac: aries

Height: 5’3

Time: 4:30 pm

Favorite Musicians: that, is a long list so here are a few. BOYFRIEND, SVT, BTS, Stray Kids, ASTRO, Dreamcatcher, Amber, Soyou, Ailee, Tia Ray, One Direction, Selena Gomez, Marshmello, Ariana Grande, Clara Mae, etc. (a decent mix of my faves I guess)

Song stuck in my head:  DJ Snake ft. Selena Gomez, Ozuna & Cardi B - Taki Taki

Last movie I saw: Candy Jar (was looking for a teen romance movie to kill boredom but it was way too predictable)

Last thing I googled: persimmon (i didn’t know how to spell it lol)

Other blogs: 1 that I’m working on so it’s not “active” yet

Do I get asks: more than I used to but not a lot either but they’re all nice so I’m happy with it 😊

Why I chose this url: it was something my friend said back in middle school and I my unoriginal ass was like hey why not so now here I am

Following: 309

Amount of sleep I get: a little under 6hrs probs?

Lucky number: 27 

What I’m wearing: ripped skinny jeans, graphic black tank and grey cardigan

Dream job: writer

Dream trip: Japan or S. Korea tbh (I watch way too many food videos about these two places so definitely want to try the food)

Favorite foods: Italian food or sweets

Instruments: I played the clarinet for like 2 school years and took a piano lab in high school

Favorite songs: Oh boy here we go again. The Rose - She’s in the Rain; Day6 - Stop the Rain; Stray Kids - Voices, Mixtape #1, Awkward Silence...; BOYFRIEND - Don’t Touch My Girl, Witch, On & On; BTS - Fake Love, BS&T, Truth Untold, I’m Fine...; Eric & Jiacheng ft. Susu - What Happened?; Tia Ray - Just My Luck... okay let’s stop there before I run on longer than needed

I’ll tag: @minty--minho @different-or-weird @thatblackmullet @imma-protect-staykids @leeknowbaby ... those are all that really came to mind so oops? 

[kentuckywrites]

Let Sleeping Vigents Lie

@andoryuanzuru ‘s Astra and @taptroupe ‘s Alayna wake up in a cave after a fight goes wrong, but who brought them there?

The steady crackling of a fire. The occasional drip of water.

These were the things Astra could hear, but it didn't make sense. She forced her eyes to open, but at first her vision was blurry. As it came into focus, she realized that she was in some sort of dark cave, illuminated only by the light of a small fire. How had she gotten here? What happened? Where was Alayna?!

Astra sat herself up, rubbing her eyes with one hand. There was no time to lose, she had to find Alayna. That was the priority. She looked up at the fire and discovered that someone was sitting near it, someone she didn’t recognize. And that someone was staring at her intently.

“Good morning, madame! Are you feeling alright?” The stranger asked.

Astra didn’t respond at first. She was focused on his features, illuminated by the light of the fire. He had light colored skin, raven colored hair, a dark purple combat vest - and leather jeans. An odd choice for pants, but no matter. His eyes were the strangest part of him: pupiless, indigo, seemingly expressionless. She couldn’t tell where they were looking even though his head was turned towards her.

“I’m fine.” Astra ended up saying, “But where the hell am I? And where’s Alayna?!”

He pointed to her right. Astra looked over her shoulder and saw Alayna sleeping peacefully against the cave wall. Every so often she could hear her soft snoring. Adorable, fucking adorable.

“You guys were fighting a vigent but it got the better of you,” He explained as Astra scooted over to Alayna’s side. “It knocked you both out. I got to the vigent in time to calm it down, and then got you two to safety.”

She raised an eyebrow. Seemed impossible, her getting knocked out by something as simple as a vigent. “You calmed it down? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means I calmed it down. It walked away as happy as could be. All he needed was a nap, he told me.”

“The vigent...needed...a nap.”

“Yup!” The stranger giggled like a child. “Poor guy was grumpy because he did not get much sleep the night before. I tried offering him coffee but it seems like vigents do not like coffee, which is a shame because coffee is really good -”

“Okay, I get it,” Astra interrupted, “Who are you, anyways?”

He sat up straighter. “Oh, my apologies, I never introduced my Pongo! I am Self - wait gosh darn it, okay, my name is Pongo! I am an Interceptor with BLADE!”

Pongo. The name rang a bell, but she didn't dig into her memory further for the reason why. “I’m Astra. Pathfinder.”

Just as she was about to extend her hand to shake, Alayna stirred. Her eyes fluttered open and closed and she groaned softly. “Astra?...”

“Hey, I’m here,” Astra took one of Alayna’s hands and held it in her own. Her skin was warm to the touch.

“I had a dream that you were wearing this cute black dress…” She mumbled as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes with her other hand. “And you had a black bandana over your eyes? It was super cute and you kicked someone’s ass, but I don’t remember who’s. A guy with blonde hair? Girly name?”

Astra chuckled. “I’m happy to see you’re okay.”

Alayna looked up finally at Pongo, who was watching them both with a gentle smile. But as they locked gazes, something in Pongo’s gaze seemed to shift. He parted his lips as if he wanted to say something, but thought better of it. Meanwhile, Alayna simply blinked once.

“Your eyes are weird.”

Oh, Alayna.

Pongo laughed as he scratched the back of his head. “I get that a lot.”

“And you have one, like...one strand of hair standing all on its own.”

“Odd story, that is. It just sorta...came?...see, one night I collapsed on a red bench after not having coffee for a while, and the next thing I know it is morning and the one strand of hair made a heart shape!” Pongo explained, “And I thought, well, it is super cute and there is no reason to do anything about it because it is super cute, so here it is!”

Astra was beginning to believe that this guy was a child stuck in an adult mim’s body. The way he spoke reminded her of a five year old: excitable and innocent. There was an odd charm to it, and as she looked over at Alayna, she could tell the charm had gotten to her. She was smiling from ear to ear - which, again, fucking adorable.

“It looks cute!” Alayna commented.

Astra could tell that they were hitting it off already. Alayna had an affect on people, she had discovered long ago. She could make friends easily. She was open and accepting of everyone and everything. Astra was happy she knew someone as good and as beautiful as Alayna. And she was even happier that someone as good and as beautiful as Alayna loved her unconditionally.

Astra decided to stand up. A hint of daylight peeked out from an entrance to the cavern, and it didn’t look like there was an indigen in sight. She wondered if Pongo, who had supposedly “calmed the vigent down”, had anything to do with it. She took a step towards the entrance, but when her foot hit the ground below her she could feel it quake.

“I knew I was strong, but not that strong…” She muttered, partially as a joke.

The light she had seen from the entrance disappeared in an instant as something began to enter the cavern. It was massive, almost as tall as the entrance itself. As Astra locked eyes with it, she moved herself into a defensive position and reached down for her sabers - wait, where were her sabers?! Damnit, she must’ve left them wherever she got knocked out, unless Pongo had remembered to take them. She could tell by their silence that both Alayna and Pongo had seen the beast, and as it approached them, she heard the two come up on her right side. Closer now, Astra recognized that it was a vigent. Was it possible that this was the same one they had encountered before?

Alayna instinctively grabbed Astra’s hand - adorable, fucking adorable - and Astra squeezed it hard.

“Whatever happens, we got this shit.”

Alayna nodded, a determined grin on her face. “We’ll kick its ass!”

Pongo spun towards them, eyes wide. Astra thought for a split second how funny it was to see that he was shorter than her. “Wait, no no no! We do not have to kick its bootius maximus!”

“And why not?!” Astra yelled, “This is the vigent that knocked us out, right?! I want revenge!”

The vigent stopped a few meters in front of them and let out a mighty roar. The fire behind them extinguished with one strong gust of wind. Alayna grit her teeth, staring up into its dark beady eyes. Astra could tell she wanted to beat the living shit out of it too, but at the same time she seemed hesitant. Astra opened her mouth to ask if they would go together, but suddenly Pongo stepped past them, hands clenched up into fists. The vigent roared again and raised a paw to swipe him out of the way, but Pongo was unfazed.

“Aba-ranti’culios!” He told the vigent. Astra’s brow furrowed. Was that English? No, it couldn’t be.

“Eebara-conti, Pong’netai-opta! Moyara’quo reque!” He continued to say, “Wequaro lekkiam’pro, ama-sai?”

The vigent growled as if it understood him, lowering its paw ever so slightly. Astra was really confused at this point, but she didn’t interfere. Whatever he was doing, it seemed to be working.

“Meyaqi toh...klo’re hegetrai-montre’jaio?” Pongo asked, “Destravi sec’xioat-ou. Agretlohki’sinnah wreate?”

Finally the vigent’s paw lowered and touched the ground. It looked much calmer now, bowing its head until its snout was almost touching the ground.

Pongo raised his hands up and chuckled nervously. “Can’a-to, can’a-to! Re-wertai focavai, ig yedex’adarao!”

The vigent looked up at him and made a small noise in the back of its throat. Pongo reached up to touch its snout, smiling gently. Astra looked over at Alayna, wondering if her partner was sharing her confusion. But she couldn’t tell; Alayna was still watching them.

Eventually Pongo whispered a few things she couldn’t make out, and the vigent laid down on the rocky floor and closed its eyes. Astra decided now was a good time to ask what the fuck was going on. “What...the fuck...just happened?” She breathed.

“Et’vagent retruiy’akai loon-thero -” Pongo started to explain in his weird other language.

“Pongo, English.” Alayna giggled. “Astra can’t understand you.”

Astra tilted her head at that comment. Could Alayna understand what he was saying? Why couldn’t she, if that was the case?

“Ah, me’gah!” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Anglaish, anglesh, englesh, English...right, English, good?”

Alayna nodded, and he repeated what he said in a language they could understand. “The vigent could not find a place outside to nap so it came in here. It thought we were hostile and was about to fight us for this cave, but since we plan to leave soon, I simply told him to settle down and we would be on our way without a fight.”

Astra nodded slowly. That sorta made sense to her, but at the same time - really? “Well, ah...thanks, I guess…”

“Yeah, thank you so much!” Alayna chirped, “I say we get out of here, then. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m starrrrrving.”

Astra nodded, her own stomach growling a little. “Let’s go!”

The three began to walk around the sleeping vigent as quietly as they could. Once they reached the entrance to the cave, Astra closed her eyes and let the cool breeze hit her face. It felt good, really good, to be outside again.

Pongo took the lead, saying something about scouting ahead to keep them safe, so Astra took the time to ask Alayna, “Did you understand him, when he was talking to the vigent?...”

“Well, yeah!” She replied.

“How? I thought he was talking complete gibberish.”

“Must be something about this planet!” She shrugged.

Before Astra could ask anything else, Alayna jogged up to meet Pongo’s pace. They started talking to each other, and whatever they were saying, it was making Alayna grin. Astra shook her head to herself and couldn’t help but smile. No matter what she did, Alayna was adorable. Fucking adorable.

[dreamofswift13]

Hey @taylorswift My name is Nyck and these are my baby sisters Alyra (Left or with Snake pin) & Alayna (Right with Rep pin) all 8 of our Reputation CDs and 4 magazines. Also have the LWYMMD Pins on their jackets & have the patches (but I gotta add those later) We all have been so excited and loving this album. Taylor you made another masterpiece and we thank you. Hopefully will meet you on this tour. Can't wait to see you. @taylornation PS are we getting a Reputation album blanket cause need it.

[petewentzdickpick]

What's the difference between being pansexual or bisexual

(I started writing this answer on mobile and then I realized it was gonna be long as FUUUCK and I wanted it to be aesthetically pleasing but ANYWAY)

I’m super glad you asked anon! This has been something that’s confusing for a lot of people so I’m glad you gave me the chance to explain :)

Basically, there isn’t much of a difference at all in the way most people interpret the two today. Going by technical definitions, however, pansexuality is generally considered feeling an attraction to be regardless of or with little consideration of their gender and sex (bc yes they are different things). In short, they are attracted to all genders and gender expressions. Pan is Greek and it means “all”. So like a pandemic affects all populations, a panacea cures all illnesses, and a pansexual is attracted to all gender expressions. 

Bisexuality is by denotation an attraction to two genders, but for probably about 90% of people identifying as bisexual those two genders are binary (aka male and female presenting) and non-binary (all the fun stuff in between and outside of the two binary genders). BIsexuality does not equal BInary. Now, the thought that bisexuality is trans-exclusive is complete bs and honestly? Y’all need to stop. 

So if bisexuals are attracted both binary and non-binary people, doesn’t that just means they’re attracted to all genders?

Yeah! That’s what bisexual means for most people!

Then why don’t they just say they’re pansexual?

Because sexuality is up to the person feeling all the ~sexy stuff~ (or non sexy stuff you’re ace/demi @whats-todays-date hey gurl love you). Sexuality is up to the person to decide what label (if any) makes them feel the most comfy.  

And the best part about sexuality and gender is that they’re both fluid, and they can change at any time and that’s okay. For me personally, when I first starting accepting that, okay maybe I’m not a straight as my parents wish I was, I did HELLA research and decided that at that time “pansexual” fit me the best, and that’s what I came out as (to like two people only but ya know). Since then, I’ve come out to a lot more people and decided that bisexual is just easier to use in most cases (plus like the bi pride flag is so much prettier than the pan one noah fence). As I’m growing though, I find that just simply using the umbrella term “queer” is what makes me feel the most comfortable. So do I use different labels for my sexuality depending on the situation? Hell yeah I do!

There are a ton of cool people at there that explain this so much better than I do so I’m gonna go ahead and promo my LGBT+ faves right now :)

If you every have any questions about LGBT+ life, I can almost guarantee you can find the answer from @ashhardell . I’ve been subscribed to their Youtube channel for years now. Like back when it was “heythere005″ and had funny skits with their family instead of the super artsy cool informative channel it is now (though both are gr9). I was gonna link one of their Youtube videos but they’re all so good so I’m just gonna link her page.

https://www.youtube.com/user/HeyThere005

I highly recommend you watch all their videos because it’s such an inspiration. You get to watch their struggle with their gender identity, how they deal with being LGBT+ in the work place, and their name change because they got married! Plus they have a bajillion cool videos about their bi/pan/queer identity.

AND you can buy Ash’s book The ABC’s of LGBT+, which we literally answer all of your question about this stuff. It is soooo informative and it has pictures!! 

Purchase link (buy it please I’m begging you) : The ABC’s of LGBT+

Just look at that face I mean come on! (Plus they live with their wife in the Twin Cities and I go to school in the Twin Cities so points)

Another great bisexual Youtuber is Alayna Fender. Like Ash, she has hella informative videos, and she also offers the perspective of a bisexual woman who’s in a relationship with a cis straight man, and as a queer who’s dated like seven guys and only one girl, I really appreciate that dynamic. Here’s a super great video about that: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uv5HjbZVIEY

She also has a great series called “I Don’t Bi It” where she plays the part of an ignorant interviewer asking questions to different LGBT+ people and presents the questions as just what they are, totally ridiculous and invasive as fuck. Here’s a wonderful video of that (ft. Ash Hardell WHAAAAT): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MotDjRCuU4c&index=18&list=PL3XNHndL8cauRhmPHBohBmYaX5BZDzIkC

A super great, super adorable, bisexual friend of mine is @londonbridgefalling (or @linsnavi ). Y’all Victoria is so intelligent, especially about stuff like this, and she can totally answer any questions you have. 

Some other great videos: 

Is Bisexuality Real? by @stevieboebi (she’s a super cool lesbian Youtube and she’s so pretty I wanna die) 

BISEXUALITY VS. PANSEXUALITY by GayWrites

TL;DR - Basically the two are very similar and it all depends on what each person wants to use and what it means to them. Also you should buy Ash Hardell’s book.

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tag meme

hey thank you sevenstars!! i love you. @legendofthesevenstars​

► name ➔ alayna

► nickname ➔ bambam, taptap, tap, bamtap.. i’ve also heard laylay now!!

► gender ➔  girl

► astrological sign ➔ libra

► sexual orientation ➔ pan

► hogwarts house ➔ i forget

► favourite colour ➔ blue, pink, yellow-green

► average sleep ➔ 7 hours

► lucky number ➔ 4, 6, 24

► last thing i googled ➔ steam gift refund

► favourite fictional characters ➔ i’ll never answer this eat my shorts

► number of blankets i sleep with ➔ 3

► favourite band or artist ➔ still beyond

► dream trip ➔ back to japan baybeeeeeeee

► dream job ➔ animator! maybe for film/tv. going to ECUAD in the fall!!!!!!!

► when did you create this blog ➔ october 2012, on my birthday!!

► current follower count ➔ 1188

► what do you post about ➔ video games, art, cute stuff, food. humor..?

► who are your most active followers ➔ don’t wanna check but thank you gisstrio for my life always

► when did your blog reach its peak ➔ it’s always peaking babe. okay maybe a bomp or uzumaki khan

► what made you decide to get a tumblr ➔ pokemon BW! now i don’t like pokemon very much, if at all.

► do you get asks daily ➔ it’s really irregular

► why did you choose your url ➔ a gift from my ghostie buddy. taptroupe is tap troupe a minigame from rhythm heaven fever and i love it

► time right now ➔ 7:28 PM

i ain’t tagging but thank you sevenstars. love you. just gonna say it again

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"You should speak Spanish more often." Jack Johnson//Imagine

{I KNOW THE SPANISH IN THIS IS KIND OF OFF BUT SOME WORDS I COULDNT REALLY FIND AN ALTERNATIVE FOR SO ITS SOUNDS KIND OF WEIRD IM SORRY! -Lilly}

I pulled into the driveway of the house I shared with my boyfriend and some of our friends. I was so tired all I wanted to do was crawl in bed with him and go to sleep, but no, not when you like with these Psycho idiots. To start off al this madness there were like five different cars parked in our yard which pissed me off, especially because Sammy’s car was in MY parking space so I had to park around the block. Which I excused quickly because the boys have people over all the time.

Then oh shit got real. I walked into the house to be hit with the smell of weed and blasting music. I didn’t hesitate for the aspen in my purse and I quickly swallowed them because of my pounding head ace. I knew I could get no peace and quiet down stairs which made me upset but I just decided I could swim in the pool. Since I’m from Florida (sorry if you aren’t from Florida I just figured you know beaches + swimming so you know… idk you can change it) I loved swimming and it would relax me. So I ran upstairs and changed trying not to invite the boys to talk to me. I went in to see my room a complete mess. I was pissed. I spent 4 hours cleaning the whole house yesterday and now not only was he living room messy but now my room too?! I let out a long sigh but just changed like I had wanted to do.

After I changed into my favorite bikini I tip toed down the stairs and opened the sliding door to the pool. There were a lot more people here then I thought there would be. It was literally a party, kind of. I walked over to Johnson who was talking to Lia (no hate I love her I just couldn’t think of anyone else.)

“Hey baby.” I smiled sitting next to him. Jack looked over at me and smiled but tuned back into what she was saying. I sat there for a while trying to get Jack’s attention but he’s either ignore me or brush it off and tell me to stop. I stood up from the chair I was sitting in and sat down in the grass putting my feet in the pool. I scrolled through my twitter feed when someone yelled in my ear giving my a light shove. I was so shocked by the whole thing my jumped a little which sent my phone flying into the water. “Oh shit, baby I’m sorry.” Johnson laughed behind me. I took in a deep breath before turning around and before I could even think I started yelling at him in Spanish due to stress from work, and him, and the house, and school, and my family I couldn’t take it anymore. “¡que demonios! Johnson usted idiota! Usted me hizo caer mi puto teléfono ahora está arruinado! Todo lo que quería hacer es volver a casa y abrazarte con ti, tuve el día más largo en el trabajo y chicos basura de la maldita casa y no me presta atención, y Sammy estaba estacionado en mi maldito espacio de estacionamiento! ¡MI ESPACIO DE ESTACIONAMIENTO! ¿Y ahora arruinas mi teléfono? Sólo déjame el infierno solo!” I yelled at him. He looked shocked and so did all his friends. “Umm I’m sorry?” Johnson said more of a question then a statement because he clearly has no idea what I just said but he could tell I was annoyed. Johnson didn’t know I spoke Spanish, and none of our friend did except Alayna (again you can change it that’s just my Latina friend’s name).

Jack tried to hug me and I quickly pushed him off me, “don’t you fucking dare.” I muttered walking passed him and towards the house. “Baby I’ll buy you a new phone!” He yelled after me and I put my hand up so he knew I didn’t want to talk about it anymore. “Oh she gave you the hand it’s over, you done fucked up.” Alyna said as I walked inside. I ran upstairs into our room dodging all the mess and jumped on the bed. I wrapped myself in the soft white blanket and sat there. I snapped on him for some stuff that really wasn’t his fault but I’m myself, I don’t say “sorry” unless I get an apology first.

Alyna walked in and looked me laying there, “what the hell y/n? What was that?” She laughed sitting next to me. I put my head in her lap and told her everything. “Well yeah I kind of caught that from your Spanish snap.” She laughed but stopped when she saw my expression. After we had talked for a while we heard footsteps, Johnson appeared in the door frame. I sat up off Alyna and she left, “I’ll let you guys be alone.” “What do you want?” I muttered standing up and walking over to my side of the closet to grab a shirt. I grabbed a long 2-pac shirt and stared at Johnson. “What’s wrong baby?” He asked wrapping his arms around me. “I just hand a long day, the house is a mess, you weren’t listening to me, I’m on my period, I have a head ace, my stomach hurts, I haven’t eaten at all today and it’s 9:00 at night! I’m just upset!” I rambled becoming more and more angry with every word. “Awe,” Johnson muttered wrapping his arms around me, “I’m sorry y/n/n (ur nickname).” “It’s okay it isn’t your fault baby.” I leaned into his touch and he kissed my temple. “You should speak Spanish more often,” he brought his hands to feel on my ass, “it was kind of sexy.” I laughed at his whiteness (don’t be triggered). “Maybe I will.” I said with my Spanish accent. Translation: what the hell! johnson you idiot! you made me drop my fucking phone now it’s ruined! All i wanted to do is come home and cuddle with you, i had the longest day at work and you guys trash the damn house and you don’t pay attention to me, and Sammy was parked in my fucking parking space! MY PARKING SPACE! And now you ruin my phone?! just leave me the hell alone!