#i did a very short responce im sorry

[inadaydream99]

Wait, there was a error here and I don't know if the request was sent or not, so I will send it again. Can I request a SKZ reaction to trying to being more "mature" to impress their crush but their crush doesn't like it. Thanks in advance honey, I hope you're doing great ❤️ ❤️ 😘 😘

Hey, I love this request! 😁 I didn’t get this the first time so thank you for sending it in again. I’m sorry this has taken so long, but I hope you enjoy!

Chan

To say you were confused by Chan’s recent behaviour was an understatement. He hadn’t been acting like himself and every time someone made a slightly immature joke or comment he would just roll his eyes instead of laughing along like he normally would. You didn’t like it one bit.

You were visiting the guys for the day, having not been able to see them much when everything suddenly became clear to you. Chan was trying to impress you by being more mature because you said that you found guys that were mature more attractive. You knew you shouldn’t have been listening into the conversation between Chan and Seungmin but you couldn’t help yourself.

“You’re overthinking this. By mature, I don’t think she meant being boring and not joining in on jokes.” You hear Seungmin state in a mocking tone, a cute little giggle sounding after which makes you let out a snicker under your breath.

“But none of our conversations are ever mature, so I just decided to not get involved.” Chan responds, his tone unrecognisable to you but you could picture the straight faced expression he must be pulling.

“I can see she is worried about you though, she keep glancing to see your responce. I know she likes it when you join in on the immature jokes we make.”

“Seungmin’s right you know.” You enter the room, jumping into the conversation before another word can be spoken. Both of their eyes wide and mouths slightly hung open in surprise.

“If being mature means you aren’t your normally bubbly self then I guess I don’t like mature guys that much.” You continue when you realise that neither of them are going to respond.

“See. I was right.” Seungmin smugly smiles before leaving the room. Chan can only look down in embarrassment, a shy smile on his face as you both laugh with one another.

Woojin

“Why are you being so quiet?” You suddenly blurt catching Woojin off guard. He turns to look at you in confusion, the book he was previously reading now sitting in his lap.

“Well, im reading.” Woojin smirks at you, an eyebrow raising mockingly.

“No, I don’t mean that. I mean, you seem more serious lately.” You roll your eyes before explaining what you mean.

“You’re- subdued.” You continue, pausing momentarily to find the right word to describe him.

“I’m just thinking about the future, what I want from life and things like that.” Woojin answers you calmly. Generally Woojin is one of the most mature people you know, but you’ve never known him to be this focused.

“You have loads of time for that. I haven’t even seen you smile today. Can you smile, I miss your smile.” You pout up at him, leaning into his side and looking at him intently.

“You’re annoying you know that.” Woojin teases, a smile breaking out on his face as he laughs at you.

“I did it!” You cheer which only makes Woojin laugh more. He never had the confident to admit it but your silliness is one of the reasons he loves you.

Minho

“But I like it when we’re not serious.” You complain, following Minho as he walks away from you.

“We aren’t kids anymore (Y/N), so stop acting like one.” Minho rolls his eyes as he continues walking, not even sending a glance your way as you catch up to his side.

You had gotten into a disagreement with Minho because you told him that you think it’s strange seeing him act more mature. This irritated him because he had been purposefully acting more mature to impress you, secretly wanting you to start looking at him as more than a friend. And maturity was the way he decided to do that because he thought that would be what you wanted.

“Just because we aren’t kids doesn’t mean we can’t have fun and not take life too seriously all the time. But that’s all you’ve been recently.” You retort, persistent on getting Minho to lighten up a bit.

“I thought you would want someone who is mature though!” Minho suddenly stops walking. You look at him confused b my the statement.

“I’ve been trying to get you to notice me. You said you tired of dating boys and wanted a man.” Minho speaks softer as he approches you slowly after you fail to respond.

You can feel your heart beating out of your chest from his confession. You had no idea he felt that way about you, but you were happy he did.

Changbin

“Is it really that important to you?” You we’re questioned randomly by Changbin who was laying across the sofa with his head in your lap.

“What’s important to me?” You laugh at the ominous question, your fingers combing though his hair continuously.

“About finding someone who is mature.” Changbin fills in the gaps, his hands raising a little so he can pick at his nails, a nervous habit he has that you find endearing.

“I guess, but it’s not the most important thing.” You reply easily as you smile down at him.

“What is then?” He mumbles. You’re almost not sure if he was asking you or just speaking his thoughts until his eyes finally meet yours.

“Someone who is nice, and genuinely cares about me.” You start, your voice trailing off as you think about it more deeply.

“So like me then...” Changbin brings you out of your mind, his shy smile making your stomach flip.

Hyunjin

“Life’s too short.” You bashfully say as you take a sip of your drink, your gaze trailing off to your side as you look out of the window to the cafe you are currently sat in.

“Which is why it’s important to know what you want.” Your eyes dart back to land on Hyunjin who is sat opposite you, his expression serious and calm. It’s like you are suddenly in a parallel universe, your best friend having changed personalities over night.

“Wow, so very mature of you. Where’s my goofy best friend gone, I liked him better.” You giggle in an attempt to bring some lightheartedness into the air.

“It’s true.” Hyunjin chuckles, his head falling to look at the table simultaneously.

“So you know what you want then?” You regain his eye contact, a teasing tone to your question.

“Yeah, you.” Hyunjin answers confidently, his eyes not once diverting from yours, wanting to see your reaction.

Jisung

You had been bickering with Jisung for over an hour about how he needs to grow up. Unsurprisingly this offended him and has relentlessly been trying to prove to you that he is mature ever since.

“The economy, politics, taxes!” Jisung yells, his sporadic movements almost giving you a heart attack as he jumps around the room passionalty trying to prove his point.

“Just saying random words doesn’t prove you are mature. If anything, I’m surprised you know those words.” You mock, a wide grin on your face as you get hit with a pillow.

“Hey! That’s not fair!” Jisung whines, becoming defeated by your teasing.

“Do you really want me to be more mature?” He timidly asks after a few minutes.

“No, I like you exactly as you are.” You cringe at your cheesy words. But the smile of Jisung’s face is priceless.

Felix

“I can’t adult today... or any day really.” Felix sighs, falling onto the sofa next to you as you look up from your phone in amusement.

“Don’t be so dramatic.” You playfully scoff before returning your attention to scrolling through social media.

You didn’t really think too much about what you had said to Felix, but he did. It bothered him that you thought he was being dramatic making him question if you were even joking though you played it off as one.

Its been a few days since then and ever since you have noticed Felix being more reserved than normal. Your curiosity peaks when you observe that he hasn’t been joining in on group conversations as much. He hasn’t even been giving Jisung reactions when he makes a joke like he normally does.

“What’s wrong?” You decide to investigate as soon as you get the opportunity to and finding Felix in his own was perfect.

“Nothing.” He mumbles, his disinterest in answering you evident.

“Seriously? You’re being like that. I just wanted to make sure you are ok.” You begin to get defensive, slightly angered by his hardness towards you.

“I’m not getting into a childish argument with you (Y/N). I said I was fine.” Felix responds, his voice raising in volume which only makes you further annoyed.

“Then why are you acting like one.” You retort purposefully trying to upset him now.

“Why are you so fixated on that! All you care about is people acting mature and yet you don’t even act mature yourself.” Felix retaliates as he sends daggers your way.

“Since when have I ever said that?” You become timid, feeling sadness wash over you from the accusation.

“A few days ago you told me to stop being dramatic and ever since it’s been in my mind that you think I’m not mature or I am childish.” Felix speaks after calming himself down a little, his anger fading upon seeing you look so hurt by his explosion.

“I didn’t mean it that way at all. I actually think you are way more sensible and mature than I am.” You answer barely above a whisper as you struggle to keep your emotions in control.

Felix feels regret wash over him as he takes in your reaction, his heart braking at seeing how much he has upset you.

“I’m sorry. I guess I overthought what you said.” He softly speaks. You nod your head in responce as you are engulfed in a tight hug.

Seungmin

“How sophisticated.” Seungmin flatly comments which makes you almost choke on your drink.

“Do you want to kill me.” You joke, laughing as you mop up the bit of coffee spilt on the table with a tissue. “What were you talking about anyway?” You continue as you throw the tissue away, wanting to know the reason for his sarcastic sounding comment.

“Just this picture Changbin sent on the group of some stupid meme or something.” Seungmin fills you in, still sounding completely unimpressed.

“But you love all that kind of stuff.” You giggle at him, finding his sarcasm highly entertaining.

“Well not anymore. I am more mature now.” He states proudly, smiling at you widely.

“But now who am I gonna send my favourite memes to?” You pout. You didn’t like this ‘new mature’ Seungmin.

“Well, you still can if you want. I just though you would be impressed by my maturity.” Seungmin admits, his cheeks tinting pink feeling shy.

“You’re so cute.” You coo at him, laughing when it makes his cheeks turn bright red from your comment.

Jeongin

“I am not a child!” Jeongin whines, his stroppy actions completely opposing his statement.

You have been teasing him by calling him a child and babying him, which Jeongin normally loves. He always enjoys your attention, having a huge crush on you for a while. But recently he has been trying to act more grown up, wanting you to look at him as a man rather than a boy.

“Your tantrum suggests the opposite.” You snicker making his sigh in frustration.

“I can be mature.” He defends as he stops whining and grumpily focuses onto the tv, determined to ignore you.

“I know, I’m just messing with you.” You speak as you try to get his attention. “I know you’re not a child. Even if I do make it seem that way sometimes.” You continue, successfully getting Jeongin’s attention onto you once again.

“Really.” Jeongin responds, his eyes wide in shock.

When you nod in responce, Jeongin finally smiles, happy with what you have said.

[leaf-is-a-pornwrighter]

So uh im a hawks simp so my stuff will mainly be him so here we go!!

Is this just short smut or a head cannon? I dunno.

Lingere mentioned later on

https://www.amazon.com/Women-Lingerie-Choker-Highwaist-Strapy/dp/B07W1HCGWP

Im going to wright this with a female reader and ill try to go back and forth with m/f/nb ways of reading

Plot: Bend over

Warnings: slight degredation, bdsm, and belt hitting

"im so boreddd!!" I cried as i floped on the king sized bed in keigos apartment and i sighed rolling around on the bed inhaleing his scent "Hm?" I muttered as i spotted one of his spare uniforms and I smirked quickly slideing on the tight shirt and I shrugged on his pants before putting on his coat and I smiled as I looked at how cute i looked in the mirror and I grabbed my phone takeing a photo posed cutely holding the jacket close to my cheed with my cute puffy pouty lips and i giggled as i sent it to him on Snapchat with the caption "When do you get off?" And I smiled getting a photo back of him sticking his tounge out "Allegedly 8 if all goes well"

I frowned sad I didnt get the reaction I wanted so i quickly shed the pants and shrugged the jacket off my shoulder and posed sitting on the floor arching my back in a way that looked very sensual "I'll be okay I can keep myself busy you jacket smells just like you..." I wrote sending it before I got a selfie back of him redfaced slightly "Tbh you look hot as fuck in my clothes and put some pants on you'll catch a cold" and i smirked now im getting somewhere I posed again my legs spread apart not far enough to show my undies but to be suggestive as i knelt on the floor my long hair perfectly accentuating my body "I thought you wanted to CATCH a veiw" and i sent that photo getting a simple "stop" in responce

"aww but thats no fun I wana tease you and rile you up..." I said in responce before i got a photo of him covering half his face with his hand with that sexy lust filled look on his face that always made me nearly cum in my panties with the only caption "Enough" and i posed again standing takeing his shirt off leaving me only in my cute black lingere I bought to suprize him it was resly prety the lace barely hideing my nipples and the choker part makeing my neck look so kissible "well thats fine ill keep this to myself and I'll make myself feel good" I wrote and sent it before I smirked as I set my phone down going into our shared drawer and i looked around st the toys I had and just selected a simple vibrator wand and I sat on the edge of the bed takeing a photo of myself arching as i turned the vibrator on moaning loudly at the intensity "I think this toy is my favorite you know I dont even need your stupid dick" I wrote the anticipation of him makeing me absolutely eat my fucking words driveing me insane

I frowned as i didnt get a responce for a moment though it was seen and I sighed and rubbed the wand a little more on my body "Fuck.." I muttered and arched my back "Oh song bird..." I heard and i froze looking to the balcony door seeing keigo standing there and I flushed shuddering as he closed the door and I turned the toy off setting it aside "Keigo." I said and he growled "You fucking slut.... Sending something like that to me. And then saying you dont need my stupid dick..." He growled stalking closer and I smirked baby talking him "Awww poowr bawby keigo... Did I bruise your pride?" I said before i shuddered and froze as he growled out "bend over" he growled out and i smirked trying to act like i wasnt acheing to obey to him "Absolutely not..." I said standing stalking up to his face "And you know what you cant do a damn thing about it"

He froze for a seccond before I gasped as he yanked the thin bed sheet off the bed tieing it over my wrists and tieng me to the tall bedpost "You stupid fucking cum slut dont act like your pussy isnt acheing for my fucking cock" he growled loudly before he leaned in "No Bend the fuck over" he demanded and I slowly poped my ass outwards and i phanted lightly before I heard his belt jingleing behind me before I gasped and cried out as it loudly snaped against my ass "Ooohh yeah lets leave some marks on this sweet fucking ass of yours..." He muttered leaning in to my face and he gently kissed my neck "Color?" He wispered and i flushed my heart fluttering he.. He was makeing shure I was okay "G-Green..." I said before i gasped getting whiped again and again till i came from the feeling "Oh? Did you hun from me hitting you.. My dirty fucking dove..." He growled before he growled "If i didnt have to hurry back to fucking work mhmn!" He said smacking my ass for emphasis and I phanted as i felt his tip rub against my soaked driping slit "Say the magic words..." He said anf i phanted "F-Fuck me inside I need your cock im sorry sir ah daddy p-pleasee!!" I whined before i looked back at him and arching my back wiggleing my ass slightly trying to push his tip inside me and i phanted saying what I knew would make him snap "Keigo please breed me fuck my hole till it's milky with your cum!" I cried loudly and i gasped out as he immediately slammed balls deep inside "F-Fuaah!!" I cried and I gasped as my moans started to fly out of my mouth as he slammed so deep inside me gropeing my breasts roughly and he bit down on my shoulder "Oh fuck yeah kid oh god my baby bird.. Grhh fucking cum slut... You want my milk yeah you want it?" He asked and I nooded looking back at him drooling "y-Yes daddy!! Please your cum I want it!" I cried arching and I screamed as he slammed as deep as he could orgasaming deep inside of me causeing me to orgasam as well "ouhh fuck yeah take my fucking milk" he muttered into my back as he groaned from my tight spasaming pussy "Mhm now if your a good girl... You'll get a round two when I get off....."

First post yay

[outlawnurse]

Untitled - Part III

A RDR/RDR2 Fanfic Written by @ninja-nurse

Warning: Language, Violence, Blood, Spoilers

Part I | Part II | Part III

It had been almost two weeks since the woman had woken up.  Her wounds were healing, and she was getting stronger.  She'd started helping around camp as much as she could.  Arthur and Hosea were scouting a job in Blackwater, while Dutch had taken Micah, Davey and Mac with him to scout a job that Micah had brought to his attention.

Sean walked over to the woman, as she sat alone, after finishing her chores, "Caitie?" She looked up at him. "I got you a present." She looked at the box, "That's... for me?" "Open it."  He smiled, holding it for her. She grinned, standing up.  She carefully took the lid off, dropping it to the ground beside her.  She folded back the paper inside.  She gasped, "Sean!  They're beautiful!" "Karen went with me to pick them out."  He smiled, proudly, "You really like them?" She pulled out the matching double action revolvers.  They were silver with white grips with a cougar etched into it.  She played with them, "The weight and balence is perfect.  She aimed the weapon." "I'm glad you like them!" She pulled the new gunbelt out of the box, strapping it on over her skirt, putting the guns in the holsters.  Something caught her eye, "You got me a knife too?" "Keep looking." "Bullets?"  She took out two boxes of ammunition for the revolvers, "Sean, this is all too much!  I can't..." "It's fine.  I know you lost yours... that day.  I was able to sell some stuff at the traders a while back, so I had a little extra money.  I couldn't thing of anything better to spend it on than this." "Thank you!"  She hugged him. "Now you just need to heal up, so we can go run some jobs together again." She smiled, not looking up, as she loaded the two guns, "This means a lot, Sean.  Thank you." He watched her, as she aimed the gun at nothing, "I'm glad you're with us, Cait." "I missed you." "I missed you too."  He smiled, "I haven't seen my family since I left Ireland.  You're like a sister to me.  I don't even know what I would do if I lost you." "I'm not going anywhere."  She holstered her new gun. He smiled at her. "So... You and Karen, huh?" "Yeah, no, I mean...  We're friends?" She nodded, "Uh huh, but you want more." "She's beautiful." "She is."  She nodded, "Have you actually told her how you feel?" He didn't say anything. "Sean, if we've learned nothing else living this life, it's that it's too short.  If you want something, you should just take it." "Do you think I should?" "I don't care what you do, but if she makes you happy..."  She shrugged. "How have you never married?" "I'm a wanted outlaw."  She shrugged, "I think most men are probably intimidated by me once they find out who I am." "Was there ever anyone?" "There was one man...  Thomas Ryan."  She smiled, "He was from Dublin.  He was a good man.  He was willing to have me." "What happened?" "He was killed."  She said, "Some two bit outlaw wannabe decided he wanted to rob the bank in Blackwater a couple years ago."  She rolled her eyes, shaking her head, "Thomas was there trying to get a loan to by some land for us to...  Anyway, he didn't make it." "What happened to the man who killed him?" She looked at him. He nodded, "Did you get the money he took too?" "Two thousand dollars."  She nodded. "Good for you."  He nodded. She nodded, "I still miss him.  He didn't deserve that.  He was a good man.  He always did right by me.  Even my father liked him, and you know him... He didn't like anyone." "Ain't that the truth." She nodded.

*That Night*

"Miss McCutcheon." She looked up at the man, a small shaw wrapped around her shoulders, as it had gotten chilly since the sun had set. "I thought you could use something to warm you up."  He handed her a cup of coffee. "Thank you, Mr. Morgan."  She smiled politely. "Sure."  He nodded, "I'm somewhat known in these parts for my coffee making skills." "Is that what you're known for, Mr. Morgan?"  She grinned, looking up at him again. He looked at her, smirking shyly. She took a sip from the metal cup, "It's very good."   He took off his hat, running his hand through his short blonde hair, "May I sit?" She nodded, sipping at the hot beverage. "How are you holding up?" He returned his hat to his head. "I'm... holding." "I didn't know your father very well, but from what Dutch has told us about him, he was a good man, despite his career choices.  He didn't deserve to go out like that." "Thank you for saying so."  She looked into the cup.

They were both quiet for a few minutes.

"I want to thank you for getting me to the doctor that day.  I wouldn't be here right now if it weren't for you." "Oh, it was nothing, darlin'."  He nodded, "I'm just glad you're ok." "It wasn't nothing."  She looked at him, taking in his masculine features, as the shadows from the fire danced across his face, "I owe you." "You don't owe me a thing."   She searched his eyes, unsure as to what she was looking for. He felt his cheeks grow warm, as he blushed, breaking his gaze.  He cleared his throat, "Do you remember anything from what happened?" She sighed, "I ... No?" He looked at her again. She took a quick breath, "Did you ever have that feeling like you are forgetting something really important, and it's right there, but you just... can't... remember?" He nodded. "That's how I've felt since I woke up." He sighed, "I'm sorry."

She lowered her head, finishing the coffee that was now cold, "How was your trip to Blackwater with Hosea?" "It went well.  We scouted a job that I think would be pretty lucritive for us." "That's good."  She nodded, "Dutch and Micah should be back in the next day or so, I imagine." He nodded. "This job Micah was talking about.  It sounded like a big one." "Ah, I wouldn't listen to much to what that idiot has to say." "You two don't get along."  She commented. "I don't ... trust him." "You've got to have trust in this business if you're going to accomplish anyting." "I've been with Dutch since I was a kid, and this guy comes a long a couple months ago, and he's like Dutch's new golden child... besides Marston that is." She looked at him, "You don't trust him because you think he's going to take your place." "I don't trust him because he's a son of a bitch." "Be that as it may, Mr. Morgan, from everything I've heard about you from my father, I don't think you have to worry about your place with Mr. Van der Linde.  The man talks about you like a son." "I guess."  He scratched his beard. "If Mr. Bell is the fool you say he is, he'll dig his grave soon enough." He nodded, "One can only hope." "Do you want me to shoot him for you?" The man snortled, not expecting that responce, "I really do, but I suppose it's not the best of ideas right now." "You let me know when."  She nodded. "You'd do that for me?" "You saved my life.  The least I can do is take some bloody arsehole out for you." "Noted." "I should get to bed."  She said, handing him the empty coffee cup, "Thank you for the coffee." "You're welcome." Her hand lingered on his, "We'll have to do this again.  I like talking with you." "I'd like that." She kissed him on the cheek, bravely, putting her hand on his shoulder, feeling him tense, "Good night, Mr. Morgan." "Good night, Miss McCutcheon."  He cleared his throat, feeling his face burn.

*The Next Morning*

Caitlin walked up to the group, eating breakfast around the fire.  She held her side, as it hurt her, "Sean." He looked up, "Good mornin'." She sighed, heavily, "I need to borrow your horse." "Good mornin', Sean.  How're ya doin', Caitie?  I'm feelin' much better, so I am.  Tanks for askin'.  How're you doin' today, Sean?  Oh, I'm grand!  I've got me best friend back, and..." "You always were a dramatic one, Sean Macguire."  She shook her head, "Can I borrow your horse or not?" "...and just where do you think you're going?"  Susan walked over to her, overhearing the conversation, "You're still healing.  You're in no shape to be riding all the way back to the McCutcheon Ranch." "I'm feelin' much better.  I need to...  I have to go home." Sean looked at her, "Oh, love, there's nothin' to go home to.  I thought Dutch talked to you about this before he left.  The house... the barn..." "He did."  She interriped him, not wanting to hear it again, "It's just something I have to do.  You know I'm just going to steal the horse anyway, so you might as well just let me take 'im." He rolled his eyes, standing up, "You wouldn't." "...because it would be the first time I stole your horse?" The two stared each other down. Arthur caught wind of the argument, walking over. "Goddamn it!"  He growled, too proud to admit that he was intimidated by the woman, "Fine, but I'm going with you." "Fine."  She flapped her arms, "Let's go!"  She gestured toward the horse. "Right now." "Yes, right..."  She closed her eyes, sighing, "Sean!" "Ok!"  He jumped, following her.

"Mr. Morgan," Susan grabbed his arm, "will you go with them?" "Where are they going?" "Caitlin has a burning desire to go home and won't take no for an answer." Karen snickered, "I think it's more like Sean is too scared of her to say no." Arthur nodded. "I think the girl needs to get some closure... to say goodbye." "Yep."  He followed the two, "Marston!" He turned his head, looking up, as he finished his coffee. "Are you comin'?" "Well, I got nothin' better to do."  He shrugged, following him.

*McCutcheon Ranch*

Caitlin stood at the entrance of the ranch, looking at the devestation.  She was overwhelmed with intense anger and sadness.  Her jaw was clinched tight.  Her hands were in tight balls at her sides.  She took a few steps, looking at the body in front of her. "I thought you said you cleaned this place up?"  She looked at Sean. "I guess we missed one.  I'm sorry, Caitie." "You guess you missed one."  She muttered under her breath. She lifted her skirt, kicking the man, yelling, "Fuck you, O'Driscoll!  Let me fucking find you!  I'm going to fuck your day up!" The corners of Arthur's mouth turned up a bit, as he watched her loot the body for a silver pocket watch and seventy four cents. "We already buried your da."  Sean called to her, "Your brothers...  They're..." "I imagine I know where to find 'em, Sean."  She snapped, as the family cemetary was just out back of the once two story farm house. "You don't scare me, Caitie."  He snapped back. She glared at him. He sat back in the saddle. John chuckled, quietly, "She might be scarier than you there, Arthur." "Oh, I don't doubt that."  He grinned.

The woman suddenly whistled, loudly.  She didn't hear anything.  She took a few steps forward.  She whistled again. "What's she doing?"  John whispered, leaning in to Sean. He shook his head.

All of a sudden, a horse's whinny could be heard in the distance. Tears filled her eyes, as she whistled again, "Gus!" The grullo stallion galloped toward them, bucking. "Gus!"  She ran toward the horse, as he reared, bucking again, before taking a few steps toward her.  She wrapped her arms around his neck. The horse nodded his head, swishing his tail. "You still have that old colt?"  Sean asked. "Of course!"  She pat him. "That's a fine looking horse."  Arthur nodded. "Thank you."  She smiled, turning back to the horse, "I caught him, broke him, and trained him myself."  She pet him for a minute, "I'm going to ... do a few things.  Why don't you boys check what's left of the house for any supplies for camp.  Whatever you find is yours." The three head toward the house, as she made her way to the collapsed, burnt out barn.

They weren't seperated for more than five minutes, when two quick gunshots rang out. The men looked at each other, drawing their weapons before running quickly toward the sound.

"... touching my shit, you son of a bitch!"  She looted the man, before kicking him. "Are you ok?"  Arthur asked her, holstering his weapon. "I'm fine."  She sighed, putting the man's belongings in her satchel, "Apparently this guy thought he could rob my house.  Not today!"  She yelled at the dead man, as a pool of blood gathered near her feet. "Well, I'm glad to see your getting back to yourself, Caitie."  Sean chuckled. "He was stealing my..." He put his hands up, "Relax, love.  I'm on your side." She sighed, "Let's get done." "Do you always do that when you kill someone?"  Arthur gesture toward the body. "What?" "Take their shit?" "I mean," she seemed a little taken aback by the question, "it's not like he's going to need it anymore." Arthur nodded with approval. "You're OK with me killing a man, but draw the line at robbing the body afterward?" He laughed, "No, darlin'.  I like how thorough you are." "I bet you will."  Her raised her eyebrows. John smiled, looking at the man. "Let's get back to the house and see if we can find anything."  Arthur walked away, his face burning with embarassment. Sean chuckled, "You haven't even changed a bit." She smiled.

The group gathered everything they could from what was left of the ranch, and waited for Caitlin to meet them. "Go get her."  Arthur said, "We can still get back by dark." Sean walked toward the family's small cemetary.  He stopped when he saw the woman, kneeling on the ground in front of her father's grave, sobbing. "I promise you that I will find him, and I will kill him myself."  She coughed out. Sean hesitated, "Caitie?" She looked up at him, wiping her eyes, quickly. "Erm," he feared her wrath, "we're ready when you are." She nodded, putting her hand out. He helped her to her feet.

The two walked back to where John and Arthur waited atop their horses. "Are you ok?"  John asked. "I want Colm O'Driscoll.' "Revenge is a fools game."  Arthur said, as Sean helped the woman to mount her horse. She looked at the man, "You don't have to help me.  I'm just telling you... that man is going to die, and it's going to be by my hand, so help me God." Arthur looked at her, seeing the pain in her eyes, "You ready?" She nodded. He turned his horse, spurring him forward. The rest of them followed.

To Be Continued............

[murlinxmaverick]

Dear Erika

No more horsing around. I want you to be my valentine. but not just today, i want you to be my valentaine for the rest of our lives. No more horsing around, its valentinmes day

No more horsing aroud its valentaines day! you gave me this valentines day card 7 years ago today and asked me “ Do you get it?” i replied with yeah bc its a horse.” you said “no do you get it?” and in truth, I did but i was too emotionally imature and lacked the to know how to put it into words what i was feeling; How I felt about you. Ive held on to this card for all this time because dont want to let it go. You demonstrated such courage that day and all i could do in responce was to deflect your question and avoid the answer you wanted to hear. There’s alot that has changed about me but one thing remains the same, im a terrible liar. i didnt want to tell you the answer i thought you wanted to hear bc i didnt want to lie to you. i hate liars and i always have, but i have become a really good one over the years. this card is really important to me and im giving it to you today

theres always a moment when you hear someone talking about a biggest regret or maybe you hear a song about 

Unfortunately 7 years is a long time and we are no longer the same people we were back then. the little things i do remeber have have stayed with me and you pop int . but what i do remember has stuck with me. Every holloween i think of spooky Erika because you onve told me it was your favorite holiday. I remember that you hate cheese and every time i eat cheese i think of you which is very often. every time i look at furniture or pass a interior pass the funiture section at a  store i think of how you wanted to be an interiior designer and do you still hate your floor? and that you would watch anime and watched to be a voice actor, i actually decide I wanted to make a short animated fim and always had planned to ask you to be apart of it and voice act in it. but tthings have probably changed i mean you just got into a masters program and im sure those things arent on your mind anymire by the way congrats on that! ihad decide to writ you this before you posted that on the 11th andf i wanted to reach out so bad but i thought that would be weird and out of the blue. 

I was on instragream and i saw a tweet that said something like “after relationships boys learn how to treat the next the next girl but the girl is left broke for the next guy” or somthing like that. i thought of you when reading that and thinking that relationship taugh me so much about myself and i feared that the second half of that tweet was true just how the first [part was.  i was angery with myself and hating the fact that i cant go back to change it or the fact that i never appoligized and told you how i felt i kept telling myself shes moved on and woulkd rather not think of the past. ive tried to appologize before but everytime i would type out an apology i kept hinking to myself shes probably doing just fine without it and would rather not hear from me. ive doubted myself alot when it come to you but i want to change that. I dont want to hesitate osting something on social media just to avoid seraching for you name under the likes or views, i want to not care about that because ill have something better then a simple like, ill have y ou.

last year wasnt the best for me, i got in to a new relationship at the beginning of the year and the more i got to know her the more she reminded me of you. i making the comparison and eventually told her about you and what you meant to me and how i can never make it past the threee month mark whenever i am talking to someone new because Thats around the time we broke up and i just want our relationship we had to be the most impoortyant to me. when i broke things off with her and told her my reson she told me “I am erika and youre running away from something you want.” her words got me angery because i felt she had no right comparing herself to you and that she was wrong. months after the relationship ended i was going throw the things she had givven me to toss them out when i found this valentaines day card from you and when it came down to it i could let it go the way i was letting go of the things she had given me. i treated you so poorly and its my biggest regret but i cant change the past. i can only choose my future and i am choosing you! I am so sorry for what i did in the pastand i honestly feel like i dont deserve another chance but if you give me another chance i promise to never make that same mistake again! this card means alot to me, thats why ive held on to it for all this time, and today i want to give it to you.

I dont want to make any promises i cannot keep so i wont promise to never hurt you or to never disappoint you, but what i will promise is to always do everything in my power to make you happy. there are going to be times where you get fustrated with me and want to stranggle me because i am too “boy” to understand something you want from me but i promise to always try to give you the future you deserve. the future that i left in the past 7 years ago. i can only contol my actions and i am choosing to do everything in my power to dserve another chance at making you my valentine. not jsut today but everyday feburary 14 from here on out. I want to be the one who gets to know you entirely inside and out! i want you to always feel safe with me where vulnerability and love is communicated with our words, our gaze, our touch, and our embrace. theres so much i missed out on in the last 7 years and i dont want to miss anything else. Im leaving the card with you but I’d like it back. If you give me this chance, return the card to me and I will keep every promise i have and will make to you.

 Erika, will you be my Valentine?