#i beed to be medicated or something

[dgaftilwedie]

struggling to clean my stupid room all i wanna do is rot away in my bed but it's a legitimate trash pit in here im going to start sobbing

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[pedrasacorn]

after that little blurb about jason still caring about reader even after breaking up with her for her own safety i now desperately need an angsty but also a comfort fic where they break up, reader is comfused and sad, jason is even sadder and maybe evn regrets his decision and then something important happens to reader and jason realizes what a mistake it was to push her away and apologises and its all good again! … lol sorry if this is too long i just liked your idea a lot :)

Jason breaks up to protect you

A/n: thank you for requesting :3 it’s so exciting and getting to challenge myself was fun!

Warnings: Blood, injury, brief description of depression, not proof read

5:30pm

Far above the city Jason watches you.

The rain and smog almost conceal his view as you exit your apartment.

But he knows your habits, the way you walk.

It’s only easy to get through your window because he’s the one who goon proofed it.

Your room is clean, as if untouched. Except the bed.

He takes stock of your fridge. Rotting vegetables he tosses, along with the moldy bread and…whatever the hell that was.

His heartache is good. And earned. Deserved even.

All it took was for one rogue to mention your existence, and that was it. Didn’t have a name; just a vague idea of your existence.

He clung to the feeling of panic lacing his veins, keeping it vivid in his mind. He used it to replace the urge to hold you, to wipe your tears, and reassure you. He knew better than to have been in your life.

He uses fresh milk to replace your…chunky one.

“I did not raise you this way…” He mutters; humorously.

As he broke up, he managed to look at your face, he imagined what it would look like dead, and bloody.

It didn’t help. Because you weren’t dead, but you looked something akin to it.

Eggs, and cheese. You don’t like eggs. He knows this.

More bread even if it goes bad again. And snacks. Easy freezer meals.

He shouldn’t, but he stays. He stays hidden in the dark where he belongs, needing to know you make it home okay.

6:31pm

Everything is a fog of grey.

The half eaten sandwich you had at work tasted like nothing.

You couldn’t even cry because—what was the point? You didn’t even really feel anything.

That nothingness multiplies when you get into your apartment. Locking everything up the way Jason taught you.

Although the stab wound, and blood dripping down your side doesn’t feel like nothing.

Sweat beeds down your face, collecting in the neck of your sweater. You just have to get to the kit Jason gave you; the medical bills were not worth it right now.

Your eyes meet his.

Your heart nearly falls out of your chest, releif flooding your veins.

“Jay I’m hurt.” Your voice breaks as tears warp your vision, softening out the world.

6:34

You, are still the most beautiful thing, he has ever beheld.

What was he doing? He had only meant to bring you food. Knowing your tendency to neglect yourself when you were heartsick.

It wasn’t your fault; he’d never blame you. Just wanted to know you weren’t going to fade out of existence the way he faded out of your life.

He runs to you, immediately ripping off your sweater, pressing his hand into your side.

“I’m not going anywhere sweets. M’right here.” He murmurs against your ear, “Who did this?”

“Some stupid—son of a bitch in an alley.” You rasp as he lies you down.

“Yeah? What son’uva bitch? You tell me. Now.”

His accent was so thick when he got upset; like when you forgot to eat, or drink water instead of caffeine.

He’s stunning.

“Hi…” you rasp.

“…hi surga’…” He soothes your cheek.

8:40pm

When you come to you’re alone in your bed.

A sob breaks through the quiet.

So light on his feet, you don’t hear him until he’s halfway into your room.

“Shhh baby it’s okay…hey, hey I’m right here.” He cups your tear streaked face.

You whimper. “You left.”

“I know but I’m not ever going to leave again okay? Yeah?” He tilts your face upward.

“You…you just think you know all the things.” You sniffle.

He can’t help his fond smile; he doesn’t mention how your words make little sense.

“Yeah?” He croons.

You nod.

“You just do things. All the time and it’s…just so you.”

Your glare holds little heat.

Even if it did, any heat from you is warmth to him.

His emotions are bared to you, he’s filled with guilt. Staying wasn’t rational, but he needed you.

He smooths your cheek with his thumb.

“Can you find some forgiveness in that pretty heart of yours?” He murmurs.

He knows he doesn’t deserve it, but it’s the best he can do to ask without begging.

“…I just missed you…the most.” You say, a bit delirious.

“Yeah I missed you too…” He kisses your forehead.

“Is that how you kiss the love of your life?” You glare.

There’s his sweetheart.

“Well you didn’t give me permission now didya?” He smirks.

You meet each other half way, his lips caressing yours.

[yours-dearly]

Tangled in my soul

My dearest, I long for you greatly

The feeling of dried blood on the tips of his fingers while he rubbed them together was distracting, he made the choice to focus on that instead of what had beed occupying his mind , but once the door slammed open he was brought back to where he was currently seated outside the office of LT. Williams, looking down, he took notice of the absence of blood anywhere near - for the time being he reminded himself - and that his fingertips was clean or well at least they looked like it.

After following the lieutenant into the small space he took notice of how his left leg seems to have gotten worst since last time, he didn't have time to think about it when the higher rankings man rasped out a cough and started speaking “ welcome back CPL. Barnes it's good to know that you've made it “ , despite the warm words the tone that was carrying them was not delivering the sane warmth, it was empty and monotoned like he just said those same words over and over until they lost the soul within them now only syllables rolling off onto the air.

“ S’good t’be back lieutenant but we both know y’aint bringing be here for all’at so get to it “ I ain't in no mood for formalities he thought but kept the last bit reserved in his mind , the older gave him a side eye from where he stood looking almost reliefed to get to the point, “ well aren't ya in a hurry , and here I was thinking you'd be happy to hear what I have for ya “ he spoke finally looking at him in the eyes before taking a seat the chair screeching lightly under his weight with how old it was .

“ the last time you ‘ had something for me ‘ -” he mimicked his tone not thinking it through earning a stern look before muttering an apology and continuing”- ya had me shipped off to a hell-made-hole almost freezing alongside my men, I feel i shouldn't be all'at optimistic with ya “ he finished and the cold started creeping up on him again, like the mere mention of it was enough to summon the winter.

“ nah don't you worry , it ain't an order I just thought ya’d like to know that you got promoted, congrats Sergeant “ well- that took a turn and not the one I was expecting he thought and although it was a ‘ promotion ‘ he felt the heaviness of the syllables tug at his shoulders but he smiled nonetheless “ well I sure wasn’t expecting that “ he spoke his forehead wrinkling with the rise of his eyebrows.

He ran, sprinted, head first from that tent into his own ,he needed to write to her , short tempered because that could have waited, lunching himself onto his seat he fished his pocket for what was sitting heavily in it since he got it , for what tugged at the strings of his heart with every second calling him oh so desperately.

He carefully unfolded the pages , he can't afford even a mere fold in his darling's very own dear words , the words that kept him from losing his sanity ever since he got drafted into this hell of a war

My dearest, james

I hope this letter finds you well and warm, it's been a while since I received anything from you so if you haven't lost your hands yet I better not find my mail box empty.

It's been really hectic here jamie, bonnie got a telegram a few days ago regarding the death of Daniel, sweet soft Daniel oh how cruel it was to watch it all down on her , so please for my sanity come back to me because I don't know what I'd do with myself if you didn't .

how's it been going? You back yet oh I hope you are, I hope you are nothing but warm and safe I really do , I know I can't keep the nightmares away , I'm no medic either so all I can do is sit and hope and pray for this big act of horror and terror to end so could finally come to me , to your ma , to your home.

I'd make you the warmest meals , hold you close and never let you go unless you are so sick of me , I'd bring you all the sweets that you love from mrs. Ann 's bakery, everything you my heart will ask for I'd kiss the pain awwy and stand guardian of your dreams at night but until then I'm sitting playing your laugh like a broken record so I'd never forget it , so I'd never forget you .

Not that I'd be able to even if I tried

Tell me more about it there, your fears, your nightmares and demons, I want to share your pain buck , your pain is my pain ever since you took your heart with you to the front lines and laid it vulnerable because that'd be the only explanation to my heartache.

I'm writing to you sitting on nails and daggers until I hear from you , Can't get my mind to do anything else, Can't worry or care about anything except you , so please once you can once you're safe write to me james write and make it long so long it's enough until the next one because getting enough of you was never and never will be something that I can manage to do .

Yours, truly and utterly yours

Y/n

He felt warm, the winter is no longer there and it's spring now , it's the only way there could be butterflies and he felt them all too well, he grabbed his pen Can't leave the pretty dame all worried now can we ?

My dearest, y/n

how much I'm wishing to hold ya right now, to melt your beautiful body with mine and to tangle our desperate souls with each other you can't even imagine sweetheart it's all that I think about everything pretty here is you and you are everything pretty.

I'm sorry I couldn't write to ya sooner it's been shitty awful and once I got back I got called into the lieutenant office, nothing that pretty head of yours needs to worry about ya officially are the girl of a sergeant

Sergeant Barner's got a ring , I'm still not planning on telling ya about the stuff in here - the bad ones at least which is the most of it - and I still want ya away from those terror speaking radios only music and laughing and everything good should get to those ears of your , and I don't want you biting those nails

I'm sorry about Daniel and bonnie , things like that really stop my heart love because what if it was me ? I don't want to leave knowing I would hurt you, that's your plan eh? To make me determined to come back to ya , well i gotta tell ya you don't need one sweetheart, I'm coming back and hearing your stop-all-of-the-wars laughter

Are you laughing enough doll? Are ya smiling the same way that I left ya to be? I hope to god you are because I can deal with nightmares and bombs and death but not with a world without your smile or laugh, you gotta guard your happiness sweetheart, for me, and don't let this war steal it or why the hell am I fighting for ?

How about food ? Ya eating well? And pancakes don't count sugar, please eat well I'm dying here not being able to check up on ya , to protect ya from All the guys I know were waiting for my departure to sneak up on ya n try n snatch ya , i know there's a lot cause I got the prettiest dame in Brooklyn, hell in the whole of New York.

Give em the cold shoulder sweets , be rude and bitchy - sorry but yeah give to em , men sometimes don't understand "no" steve got into enough fights about that for me to be burning here , speaking of the little rascal gemme a realistic check up on em please and give ma and Becca my dearest regards, keep each other save while I can't please.

I can't fit everything that I have to say to ya in a million letters but this 's all I can do for now , but don't hold back on me my darlin not one bit , send me anything 'n everything ya got happening there I'll be waiting for ya ' on needles n daggers ' .

yours faithfully sergeant James Barnes

Hey, it's my first time writing something I wrote it in a hurry so there might be a few mistakes here n there also english isn't my first language, feel free to point out any mistakes and tell me if you'd like for me to write more of this

( also someone teach me how to tag )

[extremebooty]

dump of odd seo website pickup lines

Atheist

Did it hurt when you fell from non existent heaven? Because you look like an angel. Not the religious kind, but the kind I can get drunk enough to

Did it hurt when you were ripped from the cold bosom of oblivon and given conscious thought?

Religious

If it means anything, my mind has no religious viruses.

Lets compare stories of religious guilt trauma over Corned Beed and Kashmiri chai

"Dark Humor"

It's getting dark...

Wanna read?

Hello, my name is Endo...

I just wrote about you in my dark emotional journal

Tell me you are a banana because I find you peeling. Smell this rag! I’m sure you can inhale the chloroform. You have the most beautiful states I have ever seen. Can I be reincarnated as your child? I would like to suck on them till I am old and graying. 

If I could choose a place around you to live, I will choose your socks. I want to be with you only every damn step of the journey. Just say yes now, and I won’t have to spike your drink You are so beautiful that I want to be reincarnated as your child so that I can breastfeed by you until I’m 20. If I could be anything, I’d love to be your bathwater. 

On the off chance that you become mixed up amidst murkiness

Hello infant, need to see a combination between my white Dragon and your Dark Hole? (dark humor pick up lines )

I just expounded on you in my dim passionate diary. Wanna read? Hello child, would you say you are comprised of dull matter? Since you’re incredible. You should be Catwoman cause the Dark Knight Rises.

Did it hurt

Hey babe did it hurt when you had that gross tracking worm thing ripped out of your bellybutton? Because I’m nervous…

Did it hurt? When you clawed your way out of your grave?

Twilight

Have you ever wondered what started my scarf collection? Would you like to find out?

Robert Pattinson in Twilight

Game [of] Thrones

Want to come back to my house to watch Game of Bones? Err… Thrones! I meant ~Thrones~.

Baby! You know nothing. Want to learn something new?

Breaking Bad

Do you wanna come back to my place and see my Jesse Pinkman?

Boxer or briefs? Whitey. Tighties.

Move on over, Walter. I think Malcom wants to be in the middle.

Gay & Lesbian (most of these are actually Canada themed)

I’m a man who drinks beer from an Awesome Land. Need I say more?

Girl, you’re such a Banff (i.e., a Bad Ass, Nice, And Fascinating Female).

Gun

Take me to bed or lose me forever. from “Top Gun”

Hey sergent i want to empty my gun magazine in you.

Skeleton

Bone up.

I understand you better than you understand your skeleton. They are the cutest thing I want to have in my grave yard. 

Your skeleton with be better next to my bed.

And I don’t just mean my skeleton.

Medical

Another Doctor Is Required Because You Were Not Charged For Dating The Patient.

I need a life. Please lower your standards and go out with me.

Depression

Gracious you discouraged?

Young lady, when you don’t message me back, I at times go into a tropical depression.

“It is safe to say that you are the methods for creation? ‘Cause I truly wanna hold onto you. *Death. I need to hold onto demise.”

I don’t think a lot about depression, however, I’m quite incredible.

You appear to be discouraged. We should blast the depression out of one another!

Damn Girl, you’re adorable, allowed me to get your email address.

Hello, there sailor? Wanna… assess mama’s gills?

I’ve been somewhat discouraged since the time of my vasectomy.

[decodamalion]

OC-tober Day 12: Drip

Super prompts brought to you by @oc-growth-and-development! Thanks again!

Characters from: Malion Series on Wattpad

The following prompt piece containing characters from Malion is canon and should not be read if you have something against spoilers of backstory.

Warning: this piece contains blood, death, war and wounds.

Drip

I stood there, numb.

That's not possible.

He could not have done such a thing.

I could not have done such a thing.

I looked at his body: a man with his whole life ahead of him, with a family and friends, with goals and aspirations - all gone.

I looked at the weapon he had been impailed on. Beeds of blood rolled down it's shaft and I stared at it. Suddenly something broke the silence.

Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip.

I glanced at the ground to see spots of crimson stain the floor, then up at his wound to confirm if the blood was coming from him, but no...

When I noticed the pain in my arm, I watched as my glowing orange claws sunk themselves into my wrist. The hot blood poured down my wrist and lept off my fingers as I stared at my own trembling hands. I hadn't realised it... but I had killed a man. No- I had killed thousands.

"Laidon! Hey! Get back into the portal! The King awaits us back in the barracks!" An older guard barked at me. I ripped the claws out of my skin and slid the sleve over the wound, hoping to grab a bandage from the medical bay later. The wound would heal, but the scar would always be a reminder of that day. I had lead an army and destroyed a city.

All of this for Elanoria...

[calliecat93]

Stat Trek Episodes 64-66

Plato’s Stepchildren: And just when I thought that we made it past the stupid. This was utter cringe. The idea isn’t bad, powerful God-like beings wanting to keep McCoy due to his medical skill and screwing with the crew loke play things. Maybe it’s just my beed for McCoy being seen as important talking, but that could have worked. But the way they do it is just... goofy, and not in a fun way. The episode is also famous for the kiss between Kirk (a white man) and Uhura (a black woman) which at the time was a big deal since interracial relationships were very much still controversial back then. I can give the episode points for bwing brave enough to do do that... but as the characters were FORCES to do so non-consentually, it feels incomfortable than progressive unfortunately. Again, 60’s. But the episode was just cringe. Heck it made me look back at The Squire of Gothos, an episode I ranked very low, and have a bit of a better opinion on that one. Not a bad plot idea in theory, but the execution ruins it. 1/5.

Wink of an Eye: Very much an improvement over the last one and overall perfectly fine. Man poor Kirk, gets put into an accelerated state where everything is frozen around him aside from the aliens involved and the leader is trying to force herself on him. The man just cannot catch a break. I really like how during the scenes where the crew is frozen, the shots are in an angle. It creates an unsettling effect, like something feels just off-balance. It helps make things feel unsettling. There’s nothing too nktable about the episode, we’ve had these ‘alien forces take the Enterprise/interest in one of the crew’ stories, but the execution is perfectly fine. Especially love how Kirk acted like he was submitting finally... and promptly steal Deela’s weapon right off of her, haha! Nothing grand, but perfectly serviceable. And again, it’s an improvement of the last one. 3/5.

The Empath: So I had actually watched this ahead of time weeks ago. I’m a sucker for Triumvirate feelings, what can I say? I had enjoyed it the first time around, and I did so again here. Asmittedly there are some plot holes, like was tormenting the trio for Gem to heal REALLY the only way the Vians could solve the problem? I also found out that this was a fan-submitted episode which is really cool and makes sense since it DOES feel like a hurt/comfort fic. A good one though. Of course the best part is our main trio and especially after the Vians tell Kirk that he has to pixk between Spock and McCoy as to who gets tortured. McCoy makes the decision for him, hypoing him and then doing the same to Spock when he intends to hand himself over. This was when McCoy became my favorite character because he willingly sacrificed himself to protect his best friends knowing that he’ll die painfully by doing so, and even took the moment to tell Gem that the two will take care of her. Which in turn taught Gem the power of self-sacrifice for others and the powerful feelings behind it. And even then, McCoy refuses to let her because if she does, she’ll die and he will NOT let others be harmed especially for his behalf. God I love him. Then what happens when they find him again... yeah that image of Kelley’s dead stare while hanging in chains still freaks me out. Then he lays there dying with even Spock concerned and trying to make him as comfortable as possible. It really shows the bond that the three have and why I love their dynamic so much. The actress for Gem was also freakin’ fantastic, conveying so much emotion through expression and body languge without saying one word. Freakin’ excellent acting. It’s not a perfect episode, not even the best written objectively. But I love it for demonstrating those character relations and some good character moments, McCoy especially. Oh and it has bucket loads of shipping material for Spirk, Spones, McKirk, and McSpirk so everyone wins! 4/5.

Was hoping to get five episodes done, but I failed. So here’s the current plan. There are around 12 episodes remaining. I am going to do three a day (barring any weather issues), then next week we plow through the movies. I did Motion Picture a while ago, so counting the reboot films that’s eight in all. HonestlyS3 has... not been the best ride. There are a few good episodes, but... let’s just say that it’s gonna be easier to pick the least favorite episodes over the favorites. It’s not horrible, but I can definitely see why the show got cancelled after this. And as I’ve reqd the summaries, I know there’s more stupid to come. But hopefully we geta couple of gems (as a Spones shipper I’m greatly looking forward to All Our Yesterday XD). We’re gonna do three episodes a day, then S3 episodes list post, then overall series post, and then we dive into the films. May overlap into early March, but ah well. Just means getting to watch these characters a little more.

[virgil-is-a-cutie]

Sorry if its a bit rushed but i honestly want to fnish this fic bc i have others i beed to work on. TW: Cheating, xursing, and attempted murder.

Diana was sure that no one would be suspicious of her, she had worn the necklace and a wig, of course no one would find out it was her.

However, what she didnt know was that Ariella was in a medically induced coma who was surely be waking up in a month or two.

Prince Phisco is no more use to her since she knew he was starting to pay more attention to his wife the sooner their child was born.

She got bored of Prince Shore quickly even afteer the two had screwed each other's brains out before she killed him.

But she got angry the more she heard Phisco call his wife beautiful and their unborn daughter beautiful.

Because how could he? She was the fairest, she had given him more pleasure than what his stupid pregnant wife could! She took a deep breath and sighs, her husband had told her that he would be gone for a few days.

Which saddened her, she did want to make love to her husband, but a few of her guards caught her eye.

They would make do.

No one woud know.

Just the guards of course.

Her mind was unraveling more and more and she didn't know how much she was already too far off.

-----

Diana had had her way through a few guards whom she blackmailed to keep quiet about it. She didn't want her husband to find out f course.

Panting could be heard before a guard hurridly left Diana and er husband's bed chamber. Diana laid in bed, contemplating.

None of them really had given her that much pleasure, the only one that as good at giving her a wonderful time was Prince Phisco.

But she knew the coward was married and was steadily feeling more and more guilty at what he was doing while his wife was preparing for their child.

Her eyes darkened. What wuld happen if she got rid of that baby? Her mind went dark for a while and she decided then and there.

The next Sleeping Beauty shall die, she needed Phisco back into her control.

-----

Mira didn't know why but she had a bad feeling that something was going to occur, she knew her friends didn't see what she meant, but she knew that something was bewing.

She nervously placed her hand in her stomach.

She hoped that she was very wrong.

-----

Diana was combing her hair, and as she brushed her hair she gently touched her neck and sighed, her mind going back to Phisco and how he made her feel special.

She knew that Dawn was due any moment of the month. But something told her that she deserved to do what she had to do to have Prince Phisco all to herself.

She eyed the dagger that was beside her dresser and her eyes dilated as she smirked widely aat the idea that came to mind. Shequickly grabbed it and got dressed discreetly before rushing ou the secret entrance the castle had.

An hour later she stormed into an almost empty castle that was that of the Beauty Castle.

"Snow?" a soft voice was heard and Diana looked up to see Dawn Beauty at the top of the staircase with Phisco beside her.

"Why hello deary," Diana said with a wide smile before slowly making her way towards them.

"Wh...what are you here for?" Dawn asked cautiously as she slowly made her way down with her husband.

"I want your husband."

"E...excuse me?" Dawn says as she stops in her steps and Phisco freezes.

Diana gave her a huge smile before purring, "oh? You didn't know? your husband and I have been fucking ever for almost your entire pregnancy," Diana says bluntly before laughing loudly as Dawn's face pales and Phisco tries to deny it.

"That is not true my love," he denies weakly.

"Oh please it's all true," the White queen say smugly as she slowly made her way to them. "He is the perfect husband, he tells me how beautiful I am and how f*cking me is the best time of their day," she says as she begins to giggled hysterically.

Dawn looked at Phisco who rubbed his face, and instantly knew that Snow was elling the truth and was about to scream at him when she gasped in pain as she was stabbed in the stomach. She clutched her stomach and gasps in pan as she looks up to see Snow with a too wide grin as she slowly slumped against the railing. She heard her husband's screaming as she felt herself be roughly thrown off the side of the stairs and gasps as she lands at the bottom of the staircase on top of a wooden table on her back as well. However, she was in too much pain to move and before she knew it she hears screaming as Phisco yelled at Snow to leave them alone and how he would be calling the cops.

How she was actually the evil one and not Mira.

Phisco was shocked when Diana's eyes go a dull color, her hand was a bit stained with blood as she gripped the knife a little.

"Oh Mira, dear old Mira deserves a visit," she says giggling before reaching over for Phisco who pulled away and she glared at him befoore snarling as she spun around and ran off.

Phisco rushed down the stairs and sobs as he finally gets a good look at Dawn who is sobbing in pain. A maid who came by to see what all the commotion was about was on the phone trembling as she called for an ambulance.

Phisco's stomach dropped as he realed in where Diana may be heading to next. He took out his phone and made a quick call to Mira.

-----

Mira was nervously pacing back and forth, she had contacted her best guards as well as Headmast Grimm and Madame Yaga if something where to happen if Apple had made her way to the castle.

She jumps a little as she hears the front doors slam oen and sees a blood covered Diana who's eyes were wide and had a manic smile. She was covered in blood and giggling crazily as she hurriedly marched towards Mira when she screams as she's suddenly pinned to the floor by multiple of Mira's guards and both Milton Grimm and Madame Yaga ran inside.

"LET ME GO! I WANT TO KILL HER!" she screams as both magic users made a spell to handcuff Diana. Mira stood there shocked as she watched her supposed enemy, who was also her step daughter, be dragged away with handcuffs.

Days later Mira was shocked through the quick trial that Diana had been given as well as the amount of people that have come forward about having an affair with Diana,

What shocked everyone was when Ariella had woken up and had ben able to confirm what had happened to her and Prince Shore. It somewhat helped when Urianna's body was found in the beach cave that Mira put her in.

She was dissapointed in Prince Shore, everyone in Ever After as well, even more so when it had been announced that Dawn had been paralyzed as well had given birth a month early to a baby who was confirmed to also not being able to walk because of the angle that Diana had stabbed Dawn's stomach.

But the one most hurt was Prince Draiden, he had broken multiple glass plates when multple men came forward about their affair with Diana.

And it wasn't fair to him how when people began to critize him. He didn't know she was doing any of the things that were coming to light.

"I am Snow White! I know my story hasn't finished because Mira is still married to my father!"

Mira squeezed her eyes as she kept repeating it in her had what motivated her to do what she did.

Mirror Prison.

Mirror Prison was where Snow was being sent to, and Mira knew it was appropriate, but she didn't think that Diana would last long sane wise. But the jury had decided it was appropriate.

And she didn't know how to feel once Grimm had announced what the meaning of her and Diana's tale. But she was positiv it wasn't that.

Especially as Diana screamed as she was dragged to where she would be sent to Mirror Prison.

She placed a hand in her belly and Diana must have noticed with how she screamed and trashed before being spelled unconscious and dragged away. She leaned against her husband who hugged her back. He was silent throughout the trial, in shock in what had occured to his daughter.

He of course was shocked and saddened for Draiden who aside from Diana, was being ostracized around all of Ever After and other kingdoms.

All because Mira stayed with him after their tale ended?

-----

Diana screams banging on the mirror as she looked at Milton and Giles Grimm who helped send her to Mirror Prison.

She wanted attention, she craved it, but it was gone once she began to stray far off her tale.

6/?

Tag: @thegayestasexual @unmaskedagain @fandomkitty8 @2sunchild2 @captainrose35 @falling-electricxangel @calliopeia @mlbchaosqueen @animalgirl05 @paradoxal-occurance @bee-wrecker @futursworld @doriebell

All The Good Girls Go To Hell

This is based on the ask I got of Snow being the bad guy and which turned to Snow White Going Evil AU. Also the title is from Billie Ellish’s song. Also thanks to @thegayestasexual for helping me with the title. Also genna base Mira’s looks on the comics but add the parts from the show as well. As well as change a few things.

Warnings: none so far really just slight mention of alcohol use

Diana was excited for her story to start right away. Her class had graduated a few months ago and she was eagerly waiting for her fairytale to start.

Mira hadn’t even enacted anything on her which was strange really.

She must be planning something spectacular!

She was pacing the walls of Good Castle when she curiously looked out a window and furrows her eyebrows.

A black horse, which oddly had a skull crown decorating it, with knights guarding it, which was somewhat odd since the only person in the land of Ever After who had a black horse with skulls delicately placed on it was…

Oh.

Mira Queen.

Diana frowns, 'why would Mira be here?’ she thought before she lit up at the realization.

Every past telling of the Snow White story had the Evil Queen of the story marry into the White family. However, that really couldn’t be the explanation

She rushed her way downstairs and skidded as she heard the giggles of Mira Queen who was smiling at something Snow’s father, Good King (Edward King), had said.

The giggling caught her off guard, but she shook it off.

“Hey dad,” Diana said with a bright smile before furrowing her brows as her father looked at her nervously before smiling big again.

“Diana dear! The person I was looking for,” he said with a kind smile.

“What for?” she asked curiously as she glanced at Mira who was wearing a lovely dress that had more bright color in it really.

“I have some news to tell you my dear,” he said softly as he glanced at Mira before looking at his daughter, “Mira and I are courting,” he says.

Diana blinked and took a step back at the news. Sure her mother died when she was just a few days old and sure it had to do with her birth combined with how her Evil Queen made the poisoned apple a bit too strong.

Or so they say.

That and because they had to start the tale early because Diana’s mother had gotten pregnant at 15 years old with her Good King and didn’t want word of what Alice White had done.

Of her being pregnant, so Grimm had told her parents and the Evil Queen of their tale to start the tale early. So as to not have a scandal.

No one suspected anything really.

Mira’s mother, Miranna Queen (who was in a way Diana’s step grandmother), had been 21 years old because Mira’s grandmother had Miraralla first while Alice’s mother had Alice 6 years after the birth of Miranna Queen.

So all this time her father spent his time raising her with her maternal grandmother, who was resurrected for the specific purpose to raise Diana, by his side. Never getting in a relationship with anyone, since he was raising the next Snow White.

So to hear that her father, who is 34 years old, is dating Mira is a shock.

Especially since Mira is the same age as Diana.

Even though past tellings had Queens marry that age as well.

Or a bit older.

She smiles weakly, which went unnoticed by Mira and Good King who were holding hands.

She was weary now.

She… didn’t think this would happen at all really.

___

“They make such a lovely couple,” Diana jumps as she turned to look at Red Ridding Hood, Crimson Hood, and The Big Bad Wolf, Remus Badwolf.

Mira’s bffas of course, whom came to the party dinner Good King had hosted.

How odd she had friends who were supposed to be enemies.

Diana smiled weakly and glanced at Diana who was with Edward, the couple were happily talking with Fiona Thorn, better known as Maleficent, and Valarie Goodfairy.

Mira wore purple fish tail skirt that had black stitching that helped make it seem as if animal bones were decorating the skirt, a black queen Anne top with black platform heels. Her hair was done in a fishtail braid, her small crown with the bone of a raven sitting on top delicately on her head.

The sight of beauty.

Diana pushed down the burst of jealousy she had for Mira.

It was ok, she was Snow White, the most fairest, of course Mira would be the fairest 1st. That’s how the story goes.

She looked away after a minute to look back at Crimson and Remus and smiled wearily, “indeed.”

Crimson bit back a smile, she and Remus knew from Mira that she felt as if Diana was uncomfortable with the relationship of her enemy with her daddy dearest. However, to Crimson and Remus it was clear Mira truly did love Good King. The man had wooed her well and he didn’t care at all about her being his daughter’s enemy.

The two have been dating for over 5 months, well 7 if you count the 2 months when they kept their relationship a secret, and they looked to be going strong.

“Nothing wrong with it,” Diana said with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes as she looked back to see Good King place a kiss on Mira’s cheek.

Diana wished Willow was there, but her tale was already in progress and well… she wasn’t really allowed to dinner parties or anything really.

She did see the ugly stepsisters and their evil mother. So there was that. However, they left after a while once it was 9 PM, she just hoped Willow was ok.

The poor girl never had a chance to leave the home she was now trapped in.

Emerald Lockes was here though, but the woman was so annoying with how she silently criticized the palace each time she came for a visit.

Diana bit back a groan before putting on a dazzling smile and walked up to Emerald.

At least she could talk with her.

Albeit probably not that of interesting things.

___

A year in a half (or almost 2 years and a month really) to Mira and Good King’s relationship and Diana was getting impatient.

When the heck will their tale begin?!

She was thinking this during a ball that her father had thrown for Mira’s 21st birthday and everyone was invited.

Diana wore a sweetheart gown

With her hair in a curls, but she felt a bite of anger seeing what Mira was wearing.

(Mira wore this)

With her mint blonde hair in waves with a small braided part in it.

It was a simple but elegant look that she had somehow been able to pull off with the many animal bone jewelry she wore.

She smiled sweetly to guests and danced with random Charming princes before pausing in confusion as the music stopped.

A spotlight flashed onto her father, who was smiling at Mira who had her hands on the pockets of her dress, whom held a microphone.

The next few things her father said caused her to stand there frozen as the whole room cheered and clapped.

Her father proposed to Mira.

Mira was marrying her father, the Good King, Diana’s daddy dearest.

She felt her stomach clench before breathing deeply.

A few hours after the ball ended she paced her room and took deep breaths.

“It’s no problem! Plenty of Queens have married a Good King to progress or create a story before poisoning their Snow White,” she whispers to herself as she chugged on the bottle of wine that she had sneaked out of the wine cellar.

Her lips were a light blue, the bottle half empty, it was full when she entered the room.

“Yeah…no need to worry! Plenty of them even divorced their Good King,” she giggles nervously.

Not remembering that it was a rare few of Queen who did end up divorcing their Good King, but that was years and years after their tale was done.

“Our tale is meant to start,” Diana hisses before taking another drink as she remembered how her father called Mira beautiful.

“He’s speaking out of love of course,” she mumbled to herself.

____

Diana stat there frozen as Mira walked down the isle.

A week had passed after Mira’s 21st birthday and the wedding was happening.

Everyone who was important was invited, even the common folk.

Much to the surprise of no one, Mira opted to wear a black wedding gown.

Her blonde mint hair now dyed black was in curls and she held the black roses close to her as she reached Edward. Remus having walked her down the isle.

It very much suited her.

The rest of the wedding was a blur, all Diana remembered was feeling ice in the pit of her stomach.

'Just part of the story,’ Diana chanted in her head throughout the whole day.

3 months later Dia- no! Snow White was now in the woods with the seven dwarfs.

In the glass coffin they made her.

3 months after she had been awoken by her prince, Prince Draiden Charming, and married him she was now living the best life.

She had her own kingdom, well… the kingdom that all past Snow Whites were able to rule over once their story finished.

Her grandmother had given it to her after she got back from her honeymoon.

She fixes her hair when she pauses a little.

“I haven’t seen father for almost 4 months,” she whispers shocked before finally deciding to go over to Good Castle to visit her father. Surely Evil Queen and him have already divorced.

The story already ended, no need for them to be married!

Snow made her way to Good Castle, she hopped off the carriage and in excitement threw open the doors. She looked around furrowing her eyebrows.

There were many dark knights guarding the place.

….that could only mean one thing.

Evil Queen was still here.

“Ah! Snow! What a lovely visit!” Mira called out from the top of the stairs, her mint blonde hair in a messy braid as she wore a black and violet fish tail skirt with a long sleeved button up black shirt with slingback heels.

“Hello Evil Queen,” Snow said with a weak smile which wasn’t noticed by Mira who smiled as her husband hugged her.

“There’s my beautiful wife! The fairest in my heart,” Edward said playfully.

Snow freezes at that. Evil Queen? The fairest?

But…. she was the fairest! Her! Snow White! She, Diana White,THE Snow White was the fairest!

She felt as if she was splashed with cold water.

But she felt as if a damn had been broken.

Mira couldn’t still be married to Snow’s father unless…. unless their story hasn’t actually finished.

If it did then Mira and Good King have to have divorced by now….

“Snow?” Snow blinked and fought off the urge to sneer at her enemy as shr looked up st Mira.

“Yes?”

“Would you like to stay for lunch? Me and Edward have a few things to do later on so really lunch time is the perfect time to catch up,” Mira said with a bright smile.

“Sure!” Snow said ignoring the hisses in her mind as Good King cooed at Mira and called her beautiful.

'Draiden never calls me beautiful,’ Diana thought bitterly.

'Surely our tale isn’t done,’ Diana thought darkly as she was handed her plate.

The anger inside of her continued to grow the whole week as she kept visiting and watched how wonderful her father and her enemy’s marriage was. Her marriage wasn’t like that at all.

How unfair.

Mira couldn’t be the fairest. Snow White was!

But Good King kept calling her beautiful! He HAS to call Snow that.

She is his daughter. It’s fair.

But he never did it.

How unfair.

Jealousy continued to grow.

She was the fairest.

All of Ever After knew that.

But it looked like they needed a reminder.

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