#i didn't know it would hurt so bad 😣😣

[v1rtualv4mp]

I just broke my nail and cried like a little girl

[before-it-felt-like-a-sin]

do you ever get this with the yjs where you just wanna take care of them? Like the poor babies are just teenage girls in the wild 😣

Like staying by lotties side after getting beat up by Shauna, or bandaging Shauna’s knuckles, not saying anything because you know it’s a lot and just being there for her

or even better looking after Nat after she comes in from hunting, when half frozen to death and exhausted. just imagine washing her and brushing/ braiding her hair because it’ll get matted if not. just being gentle and loving because GOD she deserves it, even if she barely acknowledges it because all she can think about is the lack of food and Travis, but it’s the only way you can seem to show your affection for her (may or may not be in need of some angst…..)

but omg I just want them to be loved so bad, like if I was in that cabin, that is exactly what I’d spend my time doing

Oh absolutely. This is actually something I think about all the time.

Shauna:

When you first crash and Shauna realizes she's pregnant, just being with her and making sure she knows you'll help take care of the baby. Stroking her hair and holding her after the attempted abortion.

After Jackie dies just sitting with her all the time, checking on her in the shed, making sure she's eating when everyone else does, giving her extra food.

When the baby dies you're just holding her as she sobs, helping her bury him. Not saying anything just letting her cry it out.

Trying to hold her back when she snaps at Lottie, just telling her it'll all be okay and she needs to take a deep breath, not wanting anyone hurt. Not being able to watch as she hits Lottie, but gently bandaging her hands when the fight's over.

Lottie:

Knowing something's up almost as soon as the plane crashes, noticing her taking the last of her meds. Not saying anything but trying to communicate that she's gonna be okay.

When she sees dead cabin guy for the first time, waking up in the middle of the night like Nat did and holding her, telling her he's gone and it's okay. Making her lie down and go back to sleep even if she doesn't want to.

Holding her close after Laura Lee dies, knowing that there isn't anything you can say to make it better.

Doing her stupid wilderness bullshit with her even if you don't believe in it, wanting her to have your support.

Washing her and being the one to find her after the hunting competition, telling her how stupid it was while also just being so soft.

Being the one to take care of her after the fight with Shauna, forcing food and water down her throat, needing her to stay alive. When she even suggests dying you're telling her no, no way, she's gonna be alright.

Tai:

Going up to the attic with her the night of the seance, just making sure she has company, talking about stupid shit with her. Noticing the sleepwalking and doing what you can to stop it.

Going with her on the journey south and staying up to make sure she doesn't end up sleepwalking away from the rest of you, comforting her after the wolves.

Van:

Dragging her back to the cabin after the wolf attack, staying with her and Tai while the rest of the group goes back to the cabin. Holding her hand as she gets stitched up, hating her screaming.

Helping Tai make the doomcoming masks so she feels comfortable, always telling her how badass the scars make her look. Just wanting her to know that she's still her after the attack.

Jackie:

Giving her pep talks when she's all "it's so hard I can't do it", like Shauna would. Making sure she knows that she's still valued even if it doesn't feel like she is.

When she finds out about Shauna and Jeff, just comforting her and telling her that she's sure Shauna didn't mean it and she made a mistake, telling her to come back inside after the fight. Or staying outside with her and starting the fire so she doesn't die (I am convinced I could've kept her alive). Talking to Shauna about the whole predicament so they talk it out.

Natalie:

Glaring at Travis when they're first practicing with the gun because he's such an asshole, hyping her up when she goes again. Being pissed when Travis turns the gun on her.

When she and Travis break up telling her that who she's slept with isn't his business, telling her that she deserves better than that. Just holding her close because you know she doesn't want to get vulnerable. Telling her how hot she is when Travis can't get it up.

After hunting (or before) brushing and braiding her hair. She's always grateful but doesn't say anything to you. Wanting to kiss her but she's back with Travis and you know she deserves better than him. Just being someone for her to lean on when she's upset with him.

Like Lottie, washing her off and pulling her from the ice after the hunting competition. Telling her that moose isn't worth her dying.

You and Travis letting her get away during the hunt, but you following with the rest of the girls to pull her away from Javi. Standing by her as she gets crowned queen.

[pinkywgirllover]

Promise-Laufey

Characters: Kiyoomi Sakusa x reader

you and sakusa were walking towards the school exit and sakusa stopped a few steps before while you were walking.

(_): Something happens?

You turn to look at your friend but as you did so you felt him hug you.

Sakusa: I think...that I lik-

Sakusa quickly breaks away from the hug. suddenly a girl is shouting your name from outside the school

(_): Dear! I'm coming wait a little

Look at Sakusa again but he was already leaving back to school.

You turned your head to the side watching your friend leave but you couldn't think much about it and your friend was already pulling your arm to go shopping.

๑: It's late (_), we won't be able to see what I wanted to show you

(_): It's okay, just... It doesn't matter, let's go.

You left, turning your back on the school, but Sakura looked at you from a distance.

Admiring another missed opportunity, where he could tell you how he feels about you more than 3 years ago

Sakusa arrived home and went straight to take a shower to wash off the dirt from the street, but just before taking a shower he looked in the mirror.

Sakusa: Another day

Sakusa After bathing he came out of the shower straight to his room and looked at his phone, he had a message from you.

(_): Hi! ☺️

(_): Sorry my friend, what did you want to tell me?

.It doesn't matter :Sakusa

.I have to tell you in person :Sakusa

(_): Oh, Everything is alright?

(_):If it's really something bad, sorry, sometimes I don't notice if I do something bad.

(_): You know how I am 😣

.It's not bad at all :Sakusa

.I think so :Sakusa

(_): So you think!? 😖!?

Sakusa left his phone with the chat open and lay down on his bed looking at the ceiling.

Sakusa: Nothing bad?

Sakusa He looked at his phone and smiled as he looked at the chat.

(_):You leave me with doubt 😞

(_): Can you give me a clue?

(_):Hi?

(_): Sakusa?

(_): Pretty boy?

He knew that you were very affectionate with everyone but sometimes he would like that to be just for him or he would like to feel special to you but not.

*Tomorrow*

(_):Hi! How are you?

You approached sakusa while he was walking to his classroom.

Sakusa: hello

(_): What did you want to say to me? Can't sleep all night thinking about what you wanted to tell me!

You stood in front of the boy to stop his pace and look him in the eyes, your hands were on your hips trying to look intimidating but it didn't help much, he looked at you and let out a small giggle.

Sakusa: I don't think I can tell you now

(_): What!?

The boy surrounded you but you took his arm, crossing him and walking beside him.

(_): So when!? You are killing me

You made a dramatic gesture for the boy to tell you but he simply looked you in the eyes as they walked.

(_): Let me guess, it's because he was late?

Sakusa: No

(_): Do you have a problem at home?

Sakusa: No

You remained silent, looking at him and stopped again in front of him.

(_): Don't you want to be friends anymore?

Sakusa: What?

You looked at the boy with shiny eyes.

(_): If that's really what I want you to tell me now

You looked the boy in the eyes, you could feel your throat closing, your vision was blurry and your chest hurt.

He took you by the shoulders and looked around, took you by the hand and took you to an empty classroom.

Sakusa: Never, don't even think about it

(_): So why don't you tell me? I feel like I did something wrong

You and Sakusa stayed silent for a few seconds.

Sakusa: How can it be so!?

Sakusa looked very upset and his knuckles were already white from how hard he squeezed his hands.

(_): Pretty boy?

Sakusa: Do not call me that way

You looked at sakusa and just looked away.

(_): Sorry... I didn't mean to bother you.

He looked at you for a few seconds and you looked at him again.

He had his mask on his chin and you could see how red his face was.

Sakusa: me, you...

You looked at the boy and noticed the signs, telling you to ignore them for years and now you were in this situation with him.

Sakusa: I like you

(_): Sakusa...

Sakusa: No, please, I've been doing it for years trying to be different with you so I can know if you... But really, I've never felt like this. I love you with all my being, you're a part of my heart.

(_): Hey...

Sakusa: It hurts to be something, it's worse to be nothing with you, Please do not leave me

You looked into Sakusa's eyes as you felt your tears fall, you jumped into his arms, you hugged him, your face burned as you cried in his arms.

(_): I love you too, I promise

I love Laufey's songs, I think I'll start doing more stories with song themes ｡⁠:ﾟ⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)ﾟ⁠:⁠｡

You could say that this is a continuation of the previous story. (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

[mosinterlude]

━━ DON'T DATE MY BROTHER! ✦ i wanna do better(you didn't wanna hurt me?).

suggested tracks. all because i liked a boy sabrina carpenter. unsaid emily the cast of jatp. that funny feeling either version. not allowed tv girl warnings: mentions of fights, trauma, we’re getting there guys

It had been days since Y/N and Konon had last talked. Y/N was slightly upset that she had gone behind their back and argued with Riki about them instead of going to them about it. Konon was still upset that Y/N had blown her off to hang out with Olivia and Hannah(Y/N was HER best friend, why would they blow her off for them?) after saying she didn’t wanna talk. Tensions were high in the apartment, and it was like a ghost town. Y/N wasn’t there though. They were sitting at the bottom of the slide at an abandoned children’s park. After two hours of unsuccessful song writing, Riki had insisted they get away for a while. They sat at the bottom of the slide, watching Riki grab each handle of the monkey bars, and it was a wonder his feet didn’t touch the ground once with how tall he was. They giggled when he leaped down and struck a pose. He grinned wide, running over to them and pulling them on their feet. He led them to the swings, leaping on one and swinging back and forth.

“So, feeling inspired?” They asked, using their feet to push them off. He pouted, shaking his head and looking down. They tried not to laugh at how silly and cute he looked, nodding. “Hey! Songwriting is not easy, it’s not gonna come to you easily.” He looked over at them with a ‘oh really’ expression on his face.

“That’s easy for you to say! You have two full songbooks and the third one is getting there!” They laughed, a real genuine laugh from the pit of their stomach.

“Yeah, and half those songs i will never publish; You know why?” They asked, and he shook his head, stopping to look at them again. “Because the lyrics don’t make sense, or they're stupid and cringey, or it’s unfinished or a million other reasons why. I wrote half of them down as a way to rant in a place I had no outlet in, and the other half are just plain bad.” He bursted out laughed, and they grinned in return. “All i’m saying is this; You have a cool story to tell. And maybe you don’t wanna tell that story with this song, but you could use it as inspiration.”

“Inspiration?” Riki repeated, standing up, and walking in front of them. They stopped swinging, using her feet to ground themself. Their eyes met, and they couldn’t look away.

“Inspiration is all around you. You can write about dancing, you can write about being an idol, you can write about your family,” They paused for a second before pushing on. “You could write about your sister.” He kissed his teeth, crossing his arms and looking away. They grimaced. “Or, write about someone you liked or like.” They suggested standing up. He looked at them again.

“Someone i like?” He repeated it like they weren’t being clear. They nodded. “Hm…”

✿ * 𓈀 synopsis :: Being Park Jimin's younger sister comes with pros and cons. Cons, Park Y/N will never experience a true day of peace in her life. Pros, they were able to became friend's with other idol's sisters, and even though they became friends because of their brothers, they stayed friends because they all fit together, like pieces of a puzzle. Only thing? Don't fall for anyone's brother. Easy enough, until Y/N exposes her two year crush on Nishimura Konon's brother, Nishimura Riki. Not just to Konon though, half the world.

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[cintsalis]

James Potter: *Cuddling in bed with Severus*

🫂

😌🥰♥️

“Snivelly?”

Severus Snape-Black: 😐

Mhmm?

James Potter:

I appreciate your forgiveness for what transpired during our fifth year.

Severus Snape-Black: 🫤

I did not forgive you because certain wounds cannot be healed even with apologies.

James Potter: ☹️

Then… how are we even together?

Severus Snape-Black: 😐🫤😒

As you are already aware, I became a slut after my husband and I split up. I never get too attached to the people I sleep with, and I never sleep with the same person twice unless they pay me to do so. Then came you. I tried to push you away by putting up all kinds of barriers and expectations, but you didn't give up. I tested you out, and after finding out that you're terrible in bed, I went outside and found other people to play with and, well...

James Potter: 🥺☹️ *Hugs him tighter*

I was that bad?

Severus Snape-Black: 😒

Well, you weren’t amazing, I’ve had better— and—

James Potter: *Turns him around to face him, hovers over him*

Who was it?

Severus Snape-Black: 😐🫤😒

…Who was what?

James Potter: 🥺☹️😖

Who was better than me?

Severus Snape-Black: 😐

My Ex-Husband.

James Potter: 🥺☹️

Even now?

Severus Snape-Black: 😐

Well, he knows my body—and where— to touch me—

James Potter: 🥺

I feel envious! I am already a rebound! I'm so in love with you that I find it impossible to comprehend why he would leave my sweet Snivelly and go for you-know-who. The thought of it makes me angry, so why-why is he still superior to me?

Severus Snape-Black: 😐😒

He is not superior than you.

James Potter: 😣😨

B—But you said—

Severus Snape-Black: *Leans up, kisses him*

You’re different.

James Potter: 😳

Severus Snape-Black: *Wraps arms around his neck*

You don’t have to be amazing at it.

James Potter: 😣♥️ I'm still bothered by it!

Severus Snape-Black: 😐😌🙂‍↔️ At least I gave you a chance at all.

James Potter: 😣🥺☹️ I apologize for hurting my Sweet Snivelly so much in our fifth year! I don't blame you if you still hate me for it, I'm not deserving of your love! I want to love you more than anybody else has ever loved you, especially that one person you still hold on to so deeply for...

Severus Snape-Black: 😌♥️

My Mandrake, are you done making a fuss?

James Potter: 😨😍🙂😘

I will work hard and surpass your former spouse and win your love and forgiveness, and...and...and....

Severus Snape-Black: *Kisses his cheek* Would you just stop, my Mandrake? James Potter: 😨 B-But I just want to be... Severus Snape-Black: *Kisses his lips to silence him* You talk too much, make love to me.

James Potter: 😳😣♥️

Gyahh! My time to surpass all others has come!

*Pulls covers over them*

[cato616]

NEGOTIATING OVER US (part six)

notee: am i exaggerating for doing so many parts? cuz they're not that long lol i just want to post them as fast as I can my badd 😣

summary: you're trying to figure out how to fix things with roman, one thing for sure, you don't want to become big red hulk at him again, although, it does feel you got swallowed by sadness, and not because of roman specifically.

content/warning: a combination of angst and fluff, emotional crisis, coping with the moral, every day struggles?

Full sunshine once again. You feel it hitting your face; you slowly begin to open your eyes although is hard knowing that the sun is blocking your sight. You lift yourself up and stayed sitting on top of your bed.

You didn't wake up the whole night, you slept through the pain you felt from yesterday. You looked around you; it looked a bit messy. You felt quite numb, the sunshine tho, the sunshine was good for you, really sunny day fortunately.

You decided to get out of bed, you couldn't stay there any longer. Every step you made from your morning routine, decided to do them very slowly. Put on some nice music to lift your spirit up, while brushing your teeth, have breakfast and then finally changing clothes.

You leave your place, at last, and bravely now going to work. You take the subway, full of people today; sadly though, you start to think again.

i hurt him

it wasn't that bad, or was it

hope he's okay

am i allowed to care about him? why wouldn't I?

i feel like they can hear my thoughts- 'You have arrived to the next stop, please mind the gap'

You walk out of the subway station and head to the coffee shop.

"Hey!" You see someone making signals from a distance, and it's Liza trying to waive you from a far, from the café. You finally get closer to her right outside the shop. "Hey, shit y/n what happened? you're never late, thank god you give spares keys, if not, i couldn't have open up the café." Liza seemed like agitated, kinda worried. "yeah sorry Liza i didn't give a heads up" You were so sad that you kept on looking down like a sad puppy. "hey, so tell me, what happened..." Liza asked a bit distressed. "Something... weird, and hard to explain i-" you paused for a second, wasn't sure if you should tell the whole thing or not, didn't want an opinion, just wanted someone to tell you that you were not crazy and it was all gonna be okay; still, you didn't know if Liza was going to give you the answer you wanted or not so, "never mind, but yes, something came up that made me feel very down today, can't think completely straight." you decided to not tell the whole truth. "hey hun, I'm sure it will pass, it will go away, if you want me to promise, I'll promise you." Liza gives a warm hearted response. "long story short, i hate... society? I hate the world, i can't escape my mind." However you do speak part of your truth about it out loud to her. "amen to that" she chuckles a bit, and now you with here, by finally smiling to each other out of comfort. "but seriously, I'm here for you" You shrug then smile at her while nodding. "i know liza, thanks. Now let's get back to work." You added by then smirking.

Working at your café is the only thing that it could keep your mind distracted for a while. But i guess, it didn't last that long. "yeah sure we have that cake would you like that with-" While you were taking the order, you hear your little doorbell making the sound that someone came in, so you turn your head to take a glimpse. "hey... um, i don't know." Roman showed up to your café, and you were taken by surprise, you didn't know how to react, if either happy or angry; on the other hand, roman seemed really tensed. You looked over him, words can't come out of your mouth, you slightly turn to your costumers, "of course, your order will come up now." You smile at them and then shifting your eyes back to roman, you try to avoid him, and honestly you had work to do, so you kept on doing your job; deep down, you wanted to talk to him. "i know you don't want to see me right now but-" i did, i did want to see you, you think, but your face was still neutral, keep on taking orders and such, like if he's not there. "-but i was wondering if we could, talk." After he said that, you turned your whole body to him, didn't know what face to put, what was he going to interpret based on it. "We can" You speak to him finally, still very serious. "after my shift" you clarify. He doesn't says anything, he just nods.

Your shift has ended now, and roman has been waiting all this long. You both sit at a table there on a corner, to get a bit of more privacy. You didn't start to talk, he took the initiative.

"So... um" you sensed his voice was breaking for a split second, and couldn't help but to frown a little bit. oh roman. He then clears his voice and stars to talk again, couldn't look at you that long tho. "So, i know that last night, was not, right... i made a mistake, and honestly, that kind of situation happened to me, before um... yeah basically there's something wrong with me" He chuckles. "Dad said I'm disgusting, frankly, everyone thinks I'm disgusting, and now you do as well, and i get it...." he takes a big breath, while looking down at the coffee he ordered. "if I'm being honest, i don't know why I'm like that, it's not like i do it purposely, or maybe i do, i don't know" He didn't say anything more after that; you were completely unsettled by his speech, in shock almost, you felt really bad, your eyes were practically wide open, as well as your mouth, trying to found the right words, but he suddenly cuts off and fired up again.

"And i think you were probably wondering why am I telling you this... The people that i know that as far as I know care about me, is my family, but other than that, ugh, bad reputation i guess... but you, you said once that you didn't hate me, and maybe i got, too excited by that i believe" Still can't make any eye contact. "And it's been a while since I heard someone saying that they didn't want me to be burned alive" he chuckles once again. "And possibly, while you, not being part of anything corporate as i know it, made me feel at ease, so i think that's why I get carried away with you... like now, taking about fucking... feelings" he smirks. "yeah, i do strangely like you, and not!... not like last night, nothing like that." He looks at your eyes. "i like like you..." he grins at the situation and laugh trying not to making awkward. "Jesus i feel like im in middle fucking school" he smiles, but anxious to hear your response.

You're now realizing how pretty his eyes get when the some sunshine would get on his face, you were mesmerized. However, no words were coming out of your mouth, you didn't believe this kind of confessionary; it was too much for you, you didn't know why, you hate the fact you were like this. You could see he was getting a bit heartbroken, you didn't want to hurt him.

Something like this happened before.

Your friend, best friend, the one you had your same dreams, like the café; the one you shared everything with... everything, everything, everything... everything was too much at times, it didn't do well with her.

So now you're stuck on a trauma, can't tell everything

You were moveless. blank mind, although there was some words that wanted to get out, i like you too. But it didn't. He didn't look that happy, hidden with a fake smile, he tried tho, but it looked like he would tear up again.

"Okay, fair, but you know, i don't give up easily, that's... daddy trauma, trying to make him proud and blah blah blah, but i am ironically not joking" he laughs, by then smacking his lips to make his proposal. "i want to... invite you, to a party my brother Connor's doing to celebrate, i don't know something s-stupid about politics but, I'm hoping i will see you there."

You stared at him, in complete silence. At of nowhere he stretched out his hand to you, remembering that time you awkwardly tried to stretched out his, and there he was, waiting for your response. "... please" he whispered. And so you you stretched your hand; your fingers touched each other skins, and you wanted this moment to last forever. He takes his hands back while standing up and makes you zone back in to reality.

"i will be waiting for you, at the party" He always pauses to wait for a response but you don't give what he wants still. He nods understanding your position; you were feeling strained. He didn't leave just yet, he was still standing next to you, and you were feeling shameful looking down at the table, then you see, his hand, his fingers slightly touching the wood, near you; it's like a non-verbal and non-physical way to say goodbye if he doesn't see you later that day at the party.

He wanted to hug you at most, and so did you. He takes his hand back again, he exhales through his noise quite loudly. "uuh, bye... yeah." He finally leaves; you inhale a big chunk of air and then exhale through your mouth, slowly. What a rollercoaster. But now, you know what to do, you're definitely going to that party.

I don't hate you roman, I'll be there, i promise.

continue.

[braveclementine]

Finally

Warnings: 18+readersonly, BDSM, dom/sub play, punishment scene, hanging bondage, praise, clothespins, flogger, paddle, nipple clamps, degradation, vibrator, sir kink, Captain kink, gag, begging, aftercare

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OCs, which consist of Penny Fury, Elizabeth Nelson, Elijah Chan, Katya Venice, Violetta Moscow, Lan Le, Josh, Trang Tien, Ahni Jallow, Mai Ito, and Ghaida Kashual as well as other OCs that will come up throughout the story.

Sam and Steve had just finished up with their workout and were about to hit the shower. Suddenly, Sam caught sight of a familiar head of brown hair, dithering near the entrance, looking like she was trying to hide from them, or also possibly spy on them.

He chuckled and Steve looked over at him, "What?"

"Elizabeth's over there, looking like a kid waiting for their parent to notice they did something wrong." Sam smirked.

Steve looked over, catching Elizabeth's eye, and she darted back behind the wall she was hiding behind, cheeks immediately turning red.

Steve chuckled quietly to himself. "Let's go and see what bad thing she's done then."

"Elizabeth." He cooed as he rounded the corner, finding her blushing as she looked up at him.

"What are you hiding for sugar?" Sam grinned.

"I- Um- Steve- I- well-" Elizabeth stammered repeatedly and Steve tilted her chin upwards so she would look him in the eye.

"You're gonna have to speak a little bit more clearly Princess." Steve smirked.

"Yeah, let's not pull any Joe Bidens, alright." Sam laughed.

Elizabeth giggled and then said, "I was looking for Steve because. . ." she blushed again, "I- well you said- I mean if you're busy- and like-"

Steve cornered her against the wall. "Ah, I see. You want me to tie you up like a helpless little whore and use all of your holes to my greatest advantage while I pinch your nipples with clamps and degrade you like a slut?"

Elizabeth's whimper shot straight to both of their pants. "Yes Captain."

Steve kissed the side of her head. "Basement. I'll be there in ten."

And when I say she moved fast, I mean she literally sprinted away.

Sam full out laughed. "She's eager."

Steve smiled and looked over at his darker soulmate. "Well, I did promise a lot of things to her for this."

Sam looked at him. "I know."

Steve sighed heavily, "I never want her to go somewhere besides us again. The idea of Blonsky. . . and because we didn't take care of her sexual needs. . . it hurts. And I know she wasn't trying to hurt us because that's not who she is. She just. . . got needy."

Sam hugged him and kissed his cheek. "Don't worry. You'll take care of her perfectly and it will never happen again."

Steve nodded and then the two of them headed off to the shower.

🈺😣 𝕋ιϻ𝔼 𝐬𝕂Ⓘρ 🐄🙌

Steve walked into the basement, finding Elizabeth exactly where he had asked. She had already stripped and was waiting in the middle of the room. He read her body language. She was nervous and apprehensive, but excited as well, nearly bouncing on the balls of her feet.

He relaxed when her eyes lit up upon seeing him.

"Hello doll." Steve said, coming up behind her, running his hands across her arms. He closed his eyes, hugging her from behind for a moment. He felt so content at that moment, he wouldn't have minded staying like that for a while.

And then she whispered, "Hello Captain," and his cock twitched in his pants. He kissed the top of her head and pulled away. He walked around to the front of her and tilted her chin up so that he was staring her directly in the eyes. "There are a few rules I want to go over with you."

She blinked. He smirked.

"Yes. Rules. You are going to follow every command that I give you. You are only going to call me Captain or Sir. And the most important one, you will safe word if things get to much or there is something you refuse to do because you're uncomfortable with it. You will safe word if something hurts and you will safe word if you are to exhausted to carry on, no matter how much your submissive side wants to please me. Do. You. Understand?"

Elizabeth nuzzled up against him like a little kitten and whispered, "Yes, Stevie. I understand. I promise."

"Good girl." He whispered, kissing her cheek and hugging her tightly. Fuck he loved her. "Alright, we're going to start. Are you okay with a punishment scene? I know why you went to Blonsky's Villa and I've long forgiven you, but I want to punish you for it still and safely."

"Okay." Elizabeth nodded. "And I really am sorry."

Steve pecked her lips. "No more apologies. We start now."

"Yes Sir." She smirked.

Steve smirked back and then went to get the rope.

👐🐎 𝓟ⓞ𝕧 Ｃ𝓗𝔸𝔫Ｇⓔ 🕵️‍♀️👞

Elizabeth felt like someone had injected her with euphoria. She was hanging from the ceiling, tight and snug with the rope that Steve had used on her. And though he was firm with the flogger and the paddle, teasing and mean with the nipple clamps, and just plan brutal with clipping her pussy lips back with clothes pins and twine, there was also a tenderness he treated her with and she felt surrounded with love as well.

She swiped her tongue against the red rubber of the gag inside of her mouth and breathed deeply.

She felt Steve's fingers gently press inside of her cunt, careful not to touch the clothes pins at the moment. Just thinking about them made the area that they were clamped to start burning even though only seconds ago, she had forgotten they were even there.

She moaned lightly, wishing Steve would give her more than just two fingers. Despite the belief that Super Soldiers had thicker everything, Steve still had rather slender fingers compared to Bucky. They were artist fingers.

"Captain." She mumbled around the gag. She wished he hadn't gaged her, even though she literally loved it at the same time. She wanted to beg him to fuck her, wanted to feel his cock inside of her.

There was a 'crack' sound and she felt the paddle against her ass then. "Does my little fuck toy want something?" Steve asked, before smacking her other cheek with equal force. She squealed as she felt the sudden, teasing vibrations of a vibrator against her clit. But it was only there for ten or fifteen seconds before he was pulling it away again, lightly tapping her clit with the paddle.

"Yes!" She shouted behind the gag. "Please! Want your cock!"

Of course, it was a bit more garbled than that. Steve lightly turned the ropes so that she was facing him now. He had stripped down to only his boxers and she wished she could just run her tongue up his chest. Why did he have to look so good, yet be so untouchable and far away?

"What was that?" Steve teased, touching the corner of her mouth to get his finger a little wet, running it across her eye to smear her indigo eyeliner. She didn't wear mascara because she had been told her eyelashes were long enough without it. But Steve loved watching the eyeliner smear, the pretty purple colour surrounding her eyes. "You want a dildo in your ass?"

Well. . . he really did like the ass didn't he?

"No!" She protested behind the gag. "I want-"

He covered her mouth with his hand, smirking. "Sluts can't have what they want now, can they? They don't deserve anything, do they? You get what you get, you little cockslut."

She whined softly but mumbled, "Yes Sir."

Steve walked behind her once more, lifting the vibrator to set it directly on her clit. He loved watching her entire body seize up in the ropes. He could see every muscle in her tense up, all the way down to the way her toes curled tightly.

He wasn't actually going to deprive her of his cock. Her lovely pink pussy looked to warm and inviting for that to happen. But this was a punishment scene and he was to dominant to give in to what she wanted without her safe word. Now if she safe worded and she really needed his dick then, that was a different story.

"You have such a pretty pussy doll." He drawled, watching it flutter and contract around nothing as he pressed the vibrator directly to her clit, running the black plastic head lightly around the area.

"Can I cum?" She asked desperately, shaking in her bonds. Fuck he wished he had done this sooner with her. This was fucking amazing.

"How about you ask me a little more." Steve smirked. "I like to hear you beg."

"Please Captain? Please me cum. I need to cum. Please please please!" Elizabeth whimpered around the gag. Steve smirked, moving the vibrator a little lower, licking her clit with his tongue.

"You can cum slut." He said. Her body jerked like a fish out of water as she came. He watched her face, contorted and blissed with pleasure and he was pretty sure he was going to cum in his boxers before he even got to bury himself in her sweet cunt.

He growled through his teeth, tossing the vibrator away and stepping up so that he was level with her pussy. He shucked them off and then buried himself into her. She squeezed him so tightly upon his entrance, that he nearly saw black.

"Lighten up." He demanded, breathless.

Slowly, she relaxed around his cock. "Please!" She shouted in desperation. "Please fuck me Sir!"

"With pleasure." He smirked and started to thrust into her lightly. He gripped her hips harshly so that she didn't swing to much as he plowed into her, occasionally smacking her ass with his hand.

"You can cum baby." He said, already nearing the approach himself. He no longer wanted to punish her, no longer wanted to deny her of any pleasure. She was gorgeous, she was sweet, she was fucking damn near close to perfect. And he loved her so fucking much. "You can cum with me sweetheart."

He could feel her cunt, flutter with each nickname that he gave her. He shifted his arm so that one could wrap around her waist, the other coming to settle on her slick button, slippery between his fingers as he rolled it, bringing her to her release as quickly as he could.

"STEVE!" She shouted around the gag, breaking his rule but he didn't care. She had screamed his name. And he fucking loved it.

He spilled into her heavily, feeling her sticky juices surround him, gushing so much that they dripped down his thighs.

"You're fucking perfect." He said, kissing her cheeks before pulling out. She shuddered in the ropes, relaxing completely.

He came around to the front, looking up at her face. He pulled the gag down from her lips and she smiled, looking a little dazed.

"You did so good sweetheart." Steve whispered, caressing her cheek. "I'm going to let you down now, okay?"

Bucky and Sam came in at that moment and Bucky whined, "Aww, we missed it."

Steve chuckled as he slowly started to undo the ropes, starting with her feet so she could stand while he undid the rest. "You're slow jerk."

"Well, that was excellent work." Another voice joined them. Steve did his best not to jump, though Elizabeth did in the bonds and so did Sam. Bucky just turned, narrowing his eyes at the other man.

"Where they hell did you come from!" Sam shouted, clutching his heart, leaning over. "Gave me a heart attack Fury!"

"To be frank, I was coming over to see if Elizabeth wanted to do BDSM." Fury said, crossing his arms over his chest. He was wearing a button down shirt and slacks, which Steve was pretty sure he'd never seen him wear before. "But I see Rogers over here has taken care of it."

Steve was even more pleased that he had done it. He was glad it had been him over Fury. Not that he would hate Fury with Elizabeth, but he was glad it was him to see her reactions. He wanted to do this every single day with her.

"I gotta talk to Rogers for a moment baby doll." Fury said as Elizabeth stretched a little after being in the ropes. "Would you want to do the ropes with me sometime later this week?"

"Yes!" Her eyes lit up and Steve was surprised to find a stab of jealousy to his gut. They never got jealous with this group. Ever. So why did he feel it now?

Fury smirked like he knew what Steve was thinking.

"Alright doll, let's go upstairs and cuddle." Bucky chuckled and Elizabeth giggled as he flung her over his shoulder, running from the room.

"BUCKY!" She squealed and the three of them were gone. Steve faced Fury.

"What's wrong?" Steve asked.

"Nothing." Fury said, recrossing his arms over his chest. "Just surveying. You love her."

Steve felt a start at that. It was different, admitting it to each other. But Fury was his soulmates father. Things were different in that territory.

"I love Penny-"

"I know." Fury sighed. "But you love Elizabeth more."

Steve frowned a little, "I'm not sure about more. I think a more accurate term is equally."

Fury chuckled, "I guess that little jealousy bout you had when Elizabeth agreed to be with me later this week doesn't mean anything then? Cause you don't get jealous over Barnes or Wilson or my daughter."

Steve was quiet for a moment. That was true.

"I don't know. I've never felt that jealousy before. I didn't think it existed in this group." Steve sighed, scratching the back of his head.

Fury nodded, looking serious again. "I think you're just realizing you love her a lot more than you thought. The thing about the lot of you is that you love differently. Even my own daughter loves someone else more than her own soulmates. Violetta has grown on her immensely. Banners soulmate might be Natasha, but he is deeply in love with T'Challa. Tony may love Stephen and Loki, but he's infatuated with Trang. And that's okay."

"But no ones jealous?" Steve questioned.

"Lan has been jealous for a long time." Fury shrugged. "He himself is possessive of Katya. But he says nothing because he himself participates and he knows it's hypocritical of him. Because deep inside, what he wants is for her to be with him only but for him to be with many others. So he keeps it quiet. But as for the others I haven't seen jealousy. Not even from you, Rogers. Like you said, it was only once. And I think it's also different, because I'm not part of this group. Not anymore."

Steve sighed. "I think maybe. . . I know Elizabeth has this huge heart. And I think maybe I just. . . maybe I do want her to love me most. I don't know. But not in the way where I want her to love only me? Does that make sense? Maybe it's an ego thing, to be at the top of her list."

Fury chuckled and started to walk back towards the doors. "The thing is Captain," Fury paused at the door and looked back, "You, Barnes, Wilson. . . you're already there."

And with that, he walked out and left Steve in the room by himself.

🐖🥞 𝕥𝓲мⓔ ｓ𝐊ｉ𝔭 😖⚰️

Steve paused outside of his door when he heard her singing. The door was open so he didn't have to walk fully in to see them. Sam was sitting behind her, holding her in his arms while she was sitting up against him. Bucky's head was in her lap, his eyes closed, and she was stroking his hair, smiling and looking down at him.

Would you let me lead you even when you're blind? In the darkness, in the middle of the night In the silence, when there's no one by your side Would you call in the name of love?

She only hummed the chorus quietly, before singing again.

If I told you we could bathe in all the lights Would you rise up, come and meet me in the sky? Would you trust me when you're jumping from the heights? Would you fall in the name of love?

When there's madness, when there's poison in your head When the sadness leaves you broken in your bed I will hold you in the depths of your despair And it's all in the name of love

He walked into the room and she looked up and smiled at him, humming again, but letting her voice trail off and didn't sing anymore.

"Hey Stevie." She whispered, tucking a strand of brown hair behind Bucky's ear. He smiled.

He knelt on the bed and took her face into his hands. "I love you. I love you so much it feels like my heart is going to burst if I can't touch you or be in the same room with you. I have no idea why I'm suddenly feeling like this, but I feel this heart-filled depth that I am going to scream if you don't know that I love you this way." Steve breathed out. "Do you understand? I love you."

Her eyes watered and she leaned into him. He could smell her peaches, almonds, honey, and something like vanilla sugar scent. Mixed with the strange, natural bamboo fiber shampoo she used.

"Stevie." She whispered. Steve could see the small smile on Bucky's lips, and the grin Sam was trying to hide behind his fist. He suspected the two of them had known it for a long time. Only he had been blind to his feelings. Until now. "I love you too." She tilted her head up so that he could see her face. He could read her love in her eyes, could read the sincerity and the passion. "I love the three of you. So much."

"Are we your favorite?" Bucky teased.

She giggled. "First, only after Elijah."

Bucky pouted, "That means we're second!"

"Better than third." She pointed out and Sam laughed.

"Whose third?" Bucky suddenly popped up, making an evil first. "Gunning for our spot. I'll kill 'em."

Elizabeth giggled harder. "Um. . . I don't really know. I feel like everyone's kind've tied after that. Maybe Loki, Rhodey, or Heimdall? Oh but I really like Stephen too. . . maybe I could say Tony's group?"

"YOU'RE DEAD TONY!" Bucky shouted up at the ceiling.

Elizabeth giggled, kissing Bucky's forehead. She looked back over at Steve and then shifted so she could lay down and put her head in his lap. "But in all seriousness, I really love you three."

"We love you too sugar." Sam smiled. "Sleep tight."

"Yeah." Bucky drawled, flopping back down on the bed. "You can have some really good dreams about me fucking you breathless."

Elizabeth whimpered, burying her face into Steve's leg and he chuckled, rubbing her back.

"Always have to have the last word, don't you?" Sam grumbled as she fell asleep.

Bucky just stuck his tongue out.

[kingofbodyrolls]

oh I was absolutely fine. I didn't even get a scratch in that incident but I had hurt my waist a bit, which troubled me for a month or so. but that was nothing serious.

I was riding a motorbike. here in my place you can book motorbikes and bikers like you book an uber (it's called bikecab service). The rider had hurt his hand but he, too, was mostly fine. there were traffic controllers who came to help instantly and we were taken care of. so nothing bad really happened.

HOWEVER, my phone - it's screen got damaged 😭. I didn't notice it first but when I did- I was like, oh lord why?????? Mind you I completely forgot that my waist was badly bruised. lmao.

and as you said, Jimin is really brave! I mean... me and my sister went for a speedboat ride deep in the ocean just few months back and None of us took our phones with us (which I lowkey regret because the view was just so freaking beautiful). The boat operators were shocked, they gave us weird looks when we told them we don't have our phones with us. But but but I wouldn't trade my phone with anything lol.

and JIMIN! He really did take the chance huh??? I mean I know you can buy ten different phones at the same time if you want but still? 😶

I’m glad you were fine, even though your waist got a bit hurt 😢

Okay, what? You have a bikecab service like Uber but with motorbikes?! 🤯 We don’t have that here, but that actually sounds really exciting! Uh, it’s good people helped you guys right away 🫂

RIP your phone 😭

Did you have a screen protector on it, so you could just replace it? Or was the screen so damaged you had to replace the screen completely or a new phone altogether? 😣 

Omg that sounds so beautiful!!!! 🥹 But I completely get why you didn’t take your phone with you! I wouldn’t have either! Maybe if I had an old phone laying around (I actually do lol), but the images wouldn’t be good quality then, so I might not even bother. But that would definitely have been worth having some kind of camera/phone with you. Oh! Idea for next time— buy a disposable camera!

Then you won’t get sad if it ends up in the water!

HAHAHAH— yeah! And I bet they even have multiple phones! He could just buy a ‘meh’ phone for their trip just for photos and then keep his regular one safe. Why risk it? Even if he has money to buy ten different phones 🤣

[jaegerbby]

(idk if tumblr ate my ask but i resent it and edited it a bit since i wanted to get back to you)

"everyone is sideyeing aya" as they should... she just seems entitled, conceited and a bad friend. like we were screaming crying and throwing up bc we didn't get a chance to date a guy we saw first and she rubbing it in unintentionally (i still feel like she knew or had a hunch that we liked him and still went through with it) it was blatantly obvious we were uncomfortable and then we have to deal with her bad attitude and be her therapist too... girl gtf from me lol (aya not you) and suguru not liking her has my eyebrows raised

i honestly see a lot of draken angst including emma but not a lot of them are well written and fleshed out enough to relate to them (or you end up being friends and it's not easy to feel immersed in the fic since sometimes you can’t see yourself being friends with the character) so i'm excited since i like your writing style (i haven't fully watched tr but i fell in love with him when i first saw him and our zodiac signs are compatible so it made me so excited until i found out about emma and my feelings were hurt Imfaoooihatebeingsensitiveooooo) i always fall for characters with canon love interests and i always end up with my feelings hurt

you can expect to hear from me when it drops bc i'm a sucker for seeing fictional men suffer when its deserved (which it could be based on the synopsis, which makes me want to giggle and scream into my hand) can't wait for him to scream cry and throw up a be why would he love someone more than me and know other women (only joking)

but yes!! cannot wait and lowkey go to your page for updates bc i'm invested in the gojo fic and draken fic

tumblr is hating 

aya is definitely a bad friend but you didn't hear that from me 🫢 

screaming crying and throwing up is so accurate but guess who satoru is with now 😝

thank you for liking my writing, i hope i can live up to your expectations with my draken fic

and my feelings were hurt when i found out abt emma too 😭 i was LIKE LEAVE MY MANNN 

i have sooo much to finish in both fics and i don't want to put them out until i'm satisfied but i'm just not getting the time to work on them 😣 

i'll try to post them asap 

[rigginsstreet]

I have been thinking about how young fp was constantly crying out for help via hurting himself and acting up and getting into drugs and drink 🤧 bc he was so desperate for someone to understand how bad he was hurting and what he was going through but he didn't know how to communicate it and then when he did actually use his words in the flashback episode and talked about his dads abuse no one cared 😣 and I'm sure it wasn't the first time someone turned a blind eye... but all this to say I think Fred was one of the only people to really see that for what it was and furthermore to actually take fps pain so seriously 🥺 fp couldn't even hide it or downplay it if he wanted to because when he was struggling fred would pick up on that and be worried and sympathetic and wanting to hold him and fight for him and just acknowledge how much fp was going through without fp having to ask 😖 he knew it was serious and that fp was always closer to a crisis than he let on and he treated that with the weight it deserved 😔 he took care of him and comforted him and worried about him and paid attention to him and he wouldn't let fp forget he was loved... And maybe this saved fps life a time or two... That's all 😖

ok but we have to circle back to fp opening up about being physically abused and being met with dead silence and like on one level i get it because its a bunch of teenagers revealing their traumas (except hermione whos just mad her mom doesnt like her boyfriend for very valid reasons lmfao that was the realest hermione moment that entire episode) theyre not gonna know how to handle that appropriately but then imagine youre fp whos been abused his whole life, watched his mom get abused too, and you finally say it out loud and just... nothing. and i think part of him was probably grateful for that response because he doesnt want to make a big deal out of it, even the way he confesses it is kinda jokey and sarcastic, but thats gotta sow seeds in his head that this will be the reaction he will always be met with so why bother ever saying anything?

and the way as an adult he's both still harboring intense trauma from that period while also still downplaying it.... like at that god awful thanksgiving dinner when hes saying how fred never complained about his parents like the rest of them, he can say that because in that moment hes removed from the situation, its in the past. but when jughead talks to him about bringing senior back around or waiting to actually face him in person, that safety guard is down and he really goes back into being scared and angry and anxious all over again like when senior is an immediate threat he cannot control his emotions he cant mask the fear

anyway... something to think about

[mywritingonlyfans]

"her believing in the media after the fight because even though it's a lie she sees sense in it now + a fight in which Alex is stressed after listening to the songs and calls her immature without meaning to, just because he knows it will hurt her and that she has this insecurity towards him, and allows himself to be carried away by the chaos of the moment but soon feels worse because he realizes that he is only hurting you even more"

this is SO good, him calling her immature its just so aashshdj bc of the whole connotation of the word and how it affects the way she thinks he sees their whole relationship and it kind of accidentally "confirms" her argument

also, i was literally about to reference Demi Moore too and didn't do it bc i thought it would make the ask too long but you literally read my mind hahah

idk why but also the lyrics for Killer also came to my mind "can the killer in me tame the fire in you? I know there's something waiting for us, I am sick of the chase but I'm stupid in love and there's nothing I can do" like maybe post-fight song (??)

idk if this makes any sense lol

That's so perfect I wanna cry 😭😭😭 I'll scream (or him writing Killer for her and then it ending up in her first album in between the "bad" ones making it all great!!) 🥹😣😫😭

[cyanidefilledcandy]

So, found out I'm gonna be put on two different types of high blood pressure meds, which is bad enough but also they're both diuretics....and I already have an issue with frequent urination and dehydration. (I mentioned the dehydration issue, but forgot the frequent urination thing. I might've remembered if the doctor wasn't in such a rush to get out and I wasn't a people pleaser. -_-)

I REALLY don't want to be on too much medication. My grandfather had and died of kidney failure and my dad has had scares. I've been wary of medication since I was a tot, but those definitely made it worse. :/

I talked to my dad, but honestly, it didn't ease my mind like I hoped it would. Hopefully, I get it down and can be taken off quickly. Uuuuugh....I hate this... -_-

I also hate that I wasn't able to see the actual doctor I made an appointment with because the one I did see had the bedside manor of waterlogged brick. And also, I felt rushed and judged when telling her my medical history and how I haven't had certain things checked.

Doctors drive me INSANE with judging patients on not maintaining medical things....like they somehow know jackshit about how their job works. I grew up poor. I'm only just now doing slightly better. I can't afford to go bankrupt over every ache and pain I have, even if it turns out it's something worse (like with my knee.....turns out I fractured it. 😣 Thankfully, it healed up fine, though it still hurts like a bitch....)

I dunno. We'll see how it goes. Hopefully, fine. I'm still super anxious, though.....and that dream I had a few nights ago where I died didn't help because it was specifically my blood pressure bottoming out that killed me.

Just......send me good vibes, guys....

[chloeworships]

Quick Updates:

1. Someone's mom is going to discover she has cervical cancer. I saw her cervix dripping with pus and discharge. This is as a result of her wickedness.

2. The Lord said "Rabbi" to me. Not sure in what context. Something may occur with a Rabbi. Rabbi means teacher in Hebrew.

3. I was shown "Safe(r) House in Berlin" 👀 #iykyk

4. I saw a woman in an all black Burka being impaled as per Esther 7:10 "So they impaled Haman on the pole he had set up for Mordecai. Then the king’s fury subsided". She fell from a tall building right onto the wooden pole. It was a gruesome scene to witness. Israel FYI 🇮🇱 You babes know this story more than anyone. Someone (a Muslim woman) will try to come against you to set you up to lose, God will stop it somehow but you need to know who. Lives will be saved.

5. I was shown the word "Council". Some council somewhere is planning something. The other day, in addition to this, I heard "Reggae Council". I tried to find if a GOVERNMENT department/entity in Jamaica existed by that name and could not find one. Perhaps someone else knows what that means. Sometimes the LORD speaks to me in parables so he could be using the word REGGAE instead of JAMAICA to let me know this involves both Jamaica AND music. Regardless of what, I get the feeling this "council" is up to no good.

6. I received MAJOR warnings for journalists: Visegard, Anderson Cooper, News Canada (CP 24), and I was shown Ultra-A (not sure what the A is for) and Rachel in scuba gear in a speed boat starting an engine to leave STAT. That made me so happy because the warning I received was to leave NOW. PS. Rachel Maddow has a new docu-movie called "From Russia with Lev" airing soon (I am shamelessly pluggin' 🔌😁) -- Babes be careful though -- cause you're onto something(s). I am concerned for your well-being 😣

7. Brad Pitt and Ryan Gosling are two names I have been seeing along with Kendrick, recently. I do hope all these men are doing well. Sometimes I receive names to pray and intercede for them 🙏🏾 sometimes the reason is unknown to me until it's revealed to the world. I was also shown IIhan Omar 👀

8. I heard "the state is monitoring you" .... STATE as in an actual state or Country.

9. I had a vision of what I thought was three separate men coming towards me in a beautiful garden with a uniform on. I stood at the top of cement stairs outside a building while they approached me -- God did his face swap thingy. The men looked like 1. Ron Rivera, NFL Coach of the Commanders, 2. Prince Harry, and 3. An unknown Asian man who the LORD said was "a general". They were getting "closer" to me. Someone could be getting close to you. Not sure if that is good or bad but please pray about it. I didn't feel anything negative and I am fond of both Ron and Prince Harry so I pray it is excellent news for you, however the presence of a general could mean something else. UPDATE: after this I was shown Prince William in a separate message.

10. I heard "Anna Barra is sick or hurting". I thought I had seen hurting but I wrote down sick.

11. I saw Cuban construction workers or airport workers, trying to get my attention. Then I saw them walk in the middle of a road in Florida with a black woman. I heard something about "Dean". You may want to look into this or they may come to you. Hear them out. They need help 🇨🇺 Guns are involved.

12. I received another STI warning ⚠️ It was written in someone's discharge and was dripping. It was gross! 🤢

13. I had a vision of a mighty King who looked like a serpent/alligator. He was doing the most despicable thing... rubbing the butt of a baby girl in his arms. She was dressed like an adult which was also sickening, wearing a pink bra-like crop top and short pink shorts. I am sorry but this was too revealing for a child. Now I know sometimes we say "soft as a baby's butt" but the imagery was very disturbing. Why would you rub the booty of a baby? ugh I am abhorred. Either way, this is about lust. Also, someone could be trying to rub a child or relationship in your face. Some people are weird like that. It reminds me of poor Hannah and Peninnah:

'Year after year it was the same—Peninnah would taunt Hannah as they went to the Tabernacle. Each time, Hannah would be reduced to tears and would not even eat. So Peninnah would taunt Hannah and make fun of her because the Lord had kept her from having children.

1 Samuel 1:6-7 https://www.bible.com/bible/116/1SA.1.6-7

They might be laughing now but BAY-BEE when the LORD is ready to open thy WOMB, the baby is going to be revered like the prophet Samuel. Recall, the LORD has been showing us people giving BIRTH to new ideas also. They laughed at Noah too until BAM, the LORD wiped them the hell out...Carry ON, babes, carry ON. Ignore the HATEFUL (I was shown a vision of the movie the Hateful 8). Stay laser focused on you and the LORD's plan. God always humbles the proud.

14. I was shown some of your enemies have been"snooping" around. mmhhmmmmmmmmm... they wanna know how you do ittttttt. They wanna know how come the witchcraft attacks aint working NO MO, they wanna understand why God keeps on blessing ya when they keep cursing ya, they wanna know, why you keep WINNING cause they in secret competition with you....well to put it simply.... it's THEE ANOINTING, the DIVINE FAVOUR God has on your life. What they should be doing is studying the good book...THE BIBLE and not you. The LORD is telling you this because he is (for the umpteenth time) telling us to HUSH UP about our plans. Speaking of that I heard "tell Kenneth Cruz to be quiet"... I heard this DIRECTLY from God verbatim 👀 As we Jamaican's would say "unno chat too much!!" LOL 😂 ssssshhhhhhhhhhhhh 🤐

15. I also heard the LORD say "Warn Taye of Delilah" 👀 Who's Taye and who is THIS Delilah chick coming for what's yours TAYE???? Now ... I am leaning towards an actual Delilah aka the woman who finds out a mans weakness and uses it to betray him, aka another spirit of deception BY a woman OR// a warning against going to club Delilah to avoid a confrontation. Please pray about it and MY GOD may the LORD protect him against *HER*. A woman that has this spirit will take everything from you for $$$. This spirit is the ancient gold digger spirit with a TWIST lol 😅 but fo real tho... ion like it.

16. I was told someone is going to be suspended and they will be losing bank $

17. I was shown something about Jonathan and revenge. It could be that someone is going or has exacted revenge against someone named Jonathan or he will seek revenge. HOWEVER as children of the Most High God, we ask the LORD to avenge us so we can keep our hands, minds and conscience squeaky clean. Let God handle it. Revenge is a lose-lose situation. The temporary happiness from seeking to destroy someone and watch them lose it all, always backfires in your life some way EVEN if you were justified in seeking that revenge. Why? Because the eye for an eye commandment has been updated and revised by Jesus Christ. We do not extract a persons eye for taking ours anymore (no matter how much we might enjoy it haha), God does the surgery for us. Amen 👓

18. I saw RiRi in a wedding dress and her underboob tattoo. However this was far later in life. She was older. I believe the LORD was trying to say that a marriage delay curse (tied up) could be on her life. I rebuke the DEVIL in Jesus name. God is removing that.

19. I overheard myself telling someone by the name "Antonia"..."Thank me later"... why? Something MAJOR is going to transpire in her life and it is going to surprise her. She didn't believe it would but it did.

20. I was shown a red dot 🔴 following me around. Then the LORD said "targeted" 👀

21. I was shown the word "JOY". The word was written as if someone was tracing the letters or they were stitched. Someone could receive some good news about their health. YYaaayyyyy. One thing I have come to learn that true wealth is having good health.

22. I had a black and white image of the laughing fat Buddha. I often see him in relation to anyone who is from an Asian country. Whenever I see it, something financial happens. This time he was shown with other Black figures on either side of him.

23. A scandal is coming.

pphheeewwwwwwwwwwww chileeee 🥵 I am done ✅...

The LORD woke me up at 2:28 am the other day to share most of these messages with me. He was like my man trying to talk on the phone all night while I need to sleep and go to work the next day haha! Awww. I love him ✝️

Stay blessed and never forget God loves YOU! 🫵🏾

[wilczachannn]

– RANBOO COMFORTING YOU DURING YOUR PERIOD INCLUDES, cc! ranboo.

in which // period comfort with ranboo.

genre // platonic ,, fluff.

word count // 360+

warning // mentions of having period ,, platonic forehead & head kisses ,, i think that's all?

a/n // a bit inspired by @i-tradio 's post with ranboo here !! i'm currently on my period so it was the reason for this ,, pls don't mind me ( ˘ ³˘)♥��

– it honestly depends on what kind of period you have

– either the bitch one or the "good" one

– (which is the best kind without many cramps)

– waking up you immediately knew something was wrong- like the second you woke up-

– then you looked down at yourself and yeah ✨PROBLEM FOUND✨

– you felt more exhausted, more than before anyway

– and it ofc had to appear on the day ranboo was supposed to come over <3

– you called him and was like "hi boo i'm on my period i don't think you should come over :(("

– and he was like "and?" in the most blank voice ever ajjajajaj

– you went from "😣" to "😮" REAL QUICK

– he was so unbothered by it that it actually surprised you

– you smiled to yourself, happy that he didn't seem to care about it<3

– when ranboo got to your house and went to your room so quietly to not scare you because he knows periods hurt :(

– you saw him and got up to hug him boy went "no no no no we can't have that."

– HE GOT YOU ICE CREAM?? AND CHOCOLATE?? MANS THE BEST

– he would be so gentle around you 🥺

– getting up to get you things, make you tea, basically everything so you don't have to get up

– hugs are so so so gentle you almost can't tell he is hugging you 🥺🥺🥺

– when cramps get real bad he would get you the thing where you put hot water inside

– (I LITERALLY FORGOT WHAT IT'S CALLED PLS 💀 LET'S JUST PRETEND)

– other than that you two would probably play minecraft, watch a movie, eat ice cream and just enjoy your time spend together <3

– PLATONIC FOREHEAD KISSES OR HEAD KISSES OMG

– ALL PLATONIC BECAUSE Y'ALL ROMANTIC SHITS ARE VERY DISTURBING AND GROSS FOR OBVIOUS REASONS 🤡🤡

– would be by your side 100% of the time.

– IN CONCLUSION WE ALL NEED A RANBOO IN OUR LIFES

– could you tell by this that i need attention and hugs? probably. am i going to disappear again to try to write a fic? maybe.

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HELLOOOO it’s me again ;) I loved your work on my request!! I can’t believe you’re this talented :(( that was so cute, would you mind doing more of scenario thingy where their s/o is really innocent? just so pure and sweet eventhought their evil (HIHIH) with Trainee A???? I LOVE YOU MUAH MUAH

🍊Thank you so much for your kind words! I’m so happy that I make readers happy with my work! Here is what you requested! I hope you like this! Let me know! 🧡 @completelyrain

🌼When you are known as the "pretty and shy" girl of the class but you suprise them🌼

Pairing: you x ta member

Genre: fluff

🌼You have always been known as the pretty and shy girl in your classroom. Being an introvert is part of your personality. However, you are a talkative person only that you are not the type to talk to strangers so comfortably. Also, you are so quiet that if you were to say a bad word people will be so shocked. But those kids don't know who you are. 🌼

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Yorch POV. ❤️‍🔥

I never thought she will be this way. After getting in a fight with the waitress YN, thought the older woman was flirting with me because she was smiling at yme sweetly. " Yeah, and you see this boy in front of me, his my man! So only I can look at him" YN, smirks confidently at her.  What.The.Heck? I was shocked to see this jealous side of her. Usually, she's so sweet and shy and I even thought she needed someone to protect her. I guess I was wrong and honestly...I love seeing a jealous YN.

🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼

Sangwon POV.🍧

"Wait! Wait!  YN!"  YN, grab my hand while running away from school. I was very surprised to see my shy YN skipping school for the first time! " YN! I thought you would be terrified of the idea?" I asked knowing how she is...well, I thought I knew her well. "I wanted to do that but I didn't know with who to skip school," YN chuckled as she pinch my cheeks. "Hey! That hurts!" I laughed at her cuteness.  I like seeing this daredevil side of her.

🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼

Woochan POV.🤠

I just met YN a week ago. She is a new student in my class. We started talking together because we sit at the same table together and me being me just talked to her so she wouldn't feel alone. I can tell she's a shy girl. Now we're walking together in the fair carnival, and this girl has me laughing all the time...I never met anyone that can make me laugh this hard as she.

🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼

James POV.🍪

Okay... I think I can't tolerate this girl anymore! At first, she was quiet and shy but now that I got to know her more she is the opposite! You thought I was crazy and funny? Meet YN who's a weirdo (in a good way!) She can't stop talking about her love for Jeon Jungkook and now I'm bored. " alright, umm, you want a cookie?" I asked trying to change the subject. "Kookie?!" She yelled in my ear.  Yeah no, not that Cookie... what am I gonna do?

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JayJay POV. 🩰

I wanted to impress the pretty and cute shy girl in my class but she end up impressing me. As I walk passing by the gym I saw I girl dancing ballet by herself no one was there. So I watch her. Once she caught me she fell on the floor. So I ran towards her to help her. "Wow, I never thought you could be a ballerina, that's cool!" I grin at her. "I have so many talents, cutie~" she smirks and points to my nose with her finger. I swear I feel my blood rush up to my head. DID SHE SAY I'M CUTE?!

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Jihoon POV.👉🏻😣👈🏻

" Jihoon you are cute!" I heard YN say in the back of me. Wait...did she say I'm cute? YN? "Uhh, thank you?" I said a little awkwardly. I mean who wouldn't feel confused when you have the pretty shy girl talking to you and complimenting you? " Jihoon, I know you think that I'm shy and boring, but I'm really not! I would like to know you more because I have a crush on you" YN said as she blushed and avoid my eyes. Uhh...okay...ummmmmmmm-" sure! Let's be friends!" I smiled at her. WHAT AM I DOING?!

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Leo POV.🤪

She's pretty... she's kind...and she's crazy...SO CRAZY. "YN YOU NEED TO SLOW DOWN! YOU COULD CRASH MY CAR and KILL US!" I can't believe I let her drive my car. I trusted her because I know she is a serious person but once she turn on the car she look at me and said. " You like crazy? I'm gonna show you crazy! Hang on!" Then she pressed the accelerator. If something bad happens to my car I will regret meeting her.

[karahalloway]

FINALLY GETTING TO THIS!! I have to admit that I have been massively intrigued by this story since I found out about it, but I didn't want to commit until I knew I had time to read and reblog the whole thing. That time... is NOW!

Liam studied his friend across the table as he turned the tumbler of bourbon around in his hand. With barely contained bitterness, he asked, “Hasn’t it always been real? For you, at least?”

“But you love her.” It was an accusation.

“I love her.” An admission.

This...👌

The agreement. The one where he’d consented to marry her then look the other way while she basically became Liam’s mistress.

Yeesh! That must not have been easy for him... especially considering how he felt about her from the start 😣

They hadn’t had sex on their honeymoon, because the timing hadn’t been right. He’d spent most of the trip working remotely and drinking in an effort to drown out his bitterness and disappointment. He’d wanted to end the trip early and return home, to her. His wife had vetoed that idea, citing the optics and he’d hated her a little for it, but she had been right.

Madeleine treated sex with Liam like exactly what it was….a duty, an obligation. She kept her eyes closed, head turned to the side, and endured it.

...though I have to say that I feel bad for everyone involved in this 'arrangement'. No one is happy, and everyone is doing what they feel they're 'obligated' to do... 😔

It was in the easy way they spoke to each other, the inside jokes between them that Liam was no longer privy too, the way they anticipated each other’s needs, the way they sometimes answered for each other.

Yeah well... Unfortunately that's what happens when you're married and live together. I feel for all of them, I do, but Liam was seriously naive to think that Riley would just wait for him all the time, like some concubine in a harem. And while Liam may be able to compartmentalise his duty and his private emotions, Riley is not built that way. So of course she is going to seek solace in the relationship that she has with Drake, as they were friends before they got married, so they had something to build from (unlike in the case of Liam and Madeleine who approach their marriage as purely a business relationship).

“No, it isn’t! She’s the one by your side, Liam, not me! It should have been me! It should have been us! And Alexander? Alexander? He should have been our son, Liam, ours! Do you have any idea what it’s like for me to watch you with him? To see how much you love the child that I wasn’t allowed to give you? It fucking hurts!”

There was one other option, “Come back to the palace! I’ll divorce her, I’ll file the papers tomorrow, I swear it!” It would be ok, wouldn’t it? Six years under his rule and Cordonia was doing well, people would be less judgmental now than when he was a still unproven king.

...probably not, unfortunately. Because, as Madeleine is so fond of reminding Liam: optics. The press would have a field day. Which wouldn't be good for the monarchy at all...

She wiped the tears from her eyes as the rightness of her decision coalesced in her center. She loved them both, but there was only one man that she couldn’t live without.

I think I know what she's going to choose... She'd been hurt one too many times, so she knows what she'd be signing up for if she chooses Liam, and she can't go through that again...

He took a long drink and leaned back in his chair, watching the door with trepidation.

...that said, the level of tension in these quick cut scenes is almost unbearable!

“Oh, thank God!” A strangled sob broke out of him as he bound to his feet and crossed the room in three long strides. He swept her into his arms, hugging and kissing her as his tears mingled with her own.

NEXT!!!

The Agreement Chapter 1: Riley's Choice, A Choice's Prompt Story

Series: The Agreement

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Riley x Liam, Riley x Drake, Liam x Madeleine

Rating: MA

Warnings for this chapter: Mature themes

Word Count: 4,376

A/N: This is my submission for the current @choicesprompts, which can be found here. Thanks to @dcbbw for prereading a snippet and listening to me rant about it. Thanks to @harleybeaumont for prereading the almost finished product and encouraging me to actually post it lol.

My other stuff: Master List.

“This isn’t working for me anymore.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.”

“This was the agreement. This has always been the agreement. Or have you forgotten?”

“I’ve forgotten nothing. But everything is different now.”

“Like what?” Liam demanded as he faced off against his lifelong best friend.

“Like the fact that this marriage has become real!” Drake’s voice dropped low as his eyes went to the door that Riley had just disappeared through.

Liam studied his friend across the table as he turned the tumbler of bourbon around in his hand. With barely contained bitterness, he asked, “Hasn’t it always been real? For you, at least?”

“I have to marry Madeleine!” Liam’s voice was anguished, “Your name hasn’t been cleared and I’m out of time and out of options!”

Riley’s tear-streaked face turned up to him in heartbreak, “So that’s it? We’re just over?”

“No!” He pulled her into a fierce hug, “You and I will never be over, Riley!”

“But there’s no valid reason for me to stay at court!”

“I have an idea. It may sound crazy at first, but hear me out, ok?”

“I agreed to marry her for you, Li! To keep her at court and close to you!”

“But you love her.” It was an accusation.

“I love her.” An admission.

“Did that happen over time, or were in love with her when you married her?”

Drake looked away, unwilling to meet Liam’s eyes, “Does it matter?”

“It matters, Drake. It matters if you went into this agreement with ulterior motives!”

Drake scoffed, “I didn’t. I loved her, and I loved you and I wanted to help. I didn’t act on my feelings; I didn’t even tell her I had them! Not at first, anyway.”

“Something clearly changed. What swayed you from wanting to help us to wanting to end our agreement?”

The agreement. The one where he’d consented to marry her then look the other way while she basically became Liam’s mistress.

“It was different in the beginning.” Drake shrugged, “You loved her. She loved you. It was a real relationship.”

“You think we don’t still love each other?” Liam asked.

“I think she still loves you.” He replied quietly.

“You think I don’t love her?”

“I think you don’t prioritize her.”

“And you do?”

“Yes, Liam, I fucking do!” Drake leaned forward, his voice rising a little with anger, “You didn’t see her all those times you promised to show, and didn’t! I did and it was fucking heartbreaking!”

“He’s not coming Brooks.”

“He’s coming, Drake! He’s just late, he’ll be here!”

Drake watched her as she sat in the window seat, waiting for a man that showed up less and less.

Three hours later, he lifted her sleeping form in his arms and carried her to her bed.

“The obligations of the crown-“

“Oh, was it an obligation to get your wife pregnant?”

“As a matter of fact, it was!” Liam said through clenched teeth.

Madeleine tracked her fertility. They had waited to have sex until the timing was right. Neither of them was looking forward to it.

“Are you ready?” His bride asked nervously.

“Sure.” Liam replied through gritted teeth. They hadn’t had sex on their honeymoon, because the timing hadn’t been right. He’d spent most of the trip working remotely and drinking in an effort to drown out his bitterness and disappointment. He’d wanted to end the trip early and return home, to her. His wife had vetoed that idea, citing the optics and he’d hated her a little for it, but she had been right.

Madeleine treated sex with Liam like exactly what it was….a duty, an obligation. She kept her eyes closed, head turned to the side, and endured it.

Liam kept his eyes closed as well and let thoughts of Riley fill his head. It was the only way to get through it.

After, he sat on the edge of the bed, regarding his wife with puzzlement. He knew she didn’t have feelings for him, she’d wanted the crown, nothing more. Even so, sex with him shouldn’t be so objectionable. As far as he was aware, she didn’t have feelings for anyone else, so it wasn’t guilt. He considered himself of at least average attractiveness if not a little above, so her reaction was confusing.

Madeline was crying. Quietly. But those were real tears slipping down her face.

“Did I do something wrong?” He asked softly, “Is there something I can do differently next time?”

She shook her head as she wiped her tears away.

A startling thought occurred to him, “You’re not…this wasn’t your first time, was it?”

“No.” She sat up, pulling the sheet up to cover her nakedness, “Just my first time with a man.”

“What?” His heart dropped. What had he done? “You should have told me! Madeleine, I’m so sorry! If I would have known-“

“It would have changed nothing. I knew when I agreed to marry you that producing an heir was part of the bargain.”

“But your first time shouldn’t be about duty, Madeleine! That’s….that’s horrible!”

His reaction only made her cry harder.

He felt like an ass, “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to make it worse! I just….why?”

“Why what?”

“Why have you never been with a man before? You’re a very attractive woman, and we’re not exactly children anymore, at your age, and with your looks, surely-“

“I’m not attracted to men.”

“What?” Horror rushed over him.

His wife didn’t even like men. It made the whole act feel even dirtier. It made it feel sordid and debased. Like he was forcing something on her, even though she had insisted it be done, for Cordonia.

“We could have used invitro!” He hissed in a horrified whisper.

“The optics-“

“Fuck the optics!” He felt nauseated. He knew Madeleine had been pushed into the marriage as much as he had, but never had his responsibilities to the crown made him feel so obscene and immoral. He felt like a rapist. And for the first time, he felt sympathy for his wife.

She was widely perceived as a crown chaser, but the truth was that her father had pressured her ruthlessly, he’d made back room deals with Constantine and he’d lobbied the royal council relentlessly. In that moment, he understood exactly what living up to her father’s expectations had cost her.

They’d conceived a child that night and he’d never touched her again. Fuck all of the rest. Cordonia had its heir, it wasn’t getting a spare.

But his demeanor toward Madeleine had changed that night. His heart softened, he treated her with dignity and respect, not that he hadn’t before, but now it was real. She was a good queen, more than competent and committed, no one could question her dedication to the job, especially him.

She was a good mother. She did her best to be a good wife, despite the lack of romantic feelings between them. What more could he ask of her?

“I’m sure it was just excruciating for you.” Drake said.

“You have no idea what you’re talking about.” Liam responded through gritted teeth.

His obligations to the crown, to his child and yes, even to his wife, had often kept him from being where he longed to be. With Riley. But it was never because she wasn’t in his heart.

“You already broke our agreement when you took her away! You were supposed to stay at the palace! It was a lot easier to sneak away to see her when she was under the same roof!”

Drake’s head fell back with a groan. Not this argument again. “You’re the one that gave her the fucking duchy, Li! What were we supposed to do? Not live in it?”

“Yes! That’s exactly what you were supposed to do! I gave Valtoria to her to make her a duchess and give her a reason to be at all court functions, council meetings, private budget meetings with me, but you were always supposed to spend the majority of your time at the palace, that was the whole point of you marrying her! But after less than a year, you took her away!”

Drake shook his head with derisive laugh, “If you think I can make that woman do any goddamn thing she doesn’t want to, then you don’t know her at all! Do you imagine I just said, me husband, you wife, pack your shit because I say so? And if I were stupid enough to attempt it, do you really think she’d let me get away with it?”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that relocating more permanently to Valtoria was her idea, Li, not mine!”

“Why? Why would she do that, Drake, huh, why?”

“Are you really this fucking obtuse?” Drake’s voice rose, “If you stop and think for two minutes about the timing, you’ll know why!”

Liam blinked and shook his head as his mind whirled. There was nothing. Yes, there was. The shift in where Riley and Drake spent the majority of their time occurred not long after he and Madeline had announced the pregnancy.

“The queen and I are thrilled to announce that Cordonia’s crown prince or princess is on the way!” Liam smiled for the cameras as his arm wrapped around his wife’s waist, hand resting on her hip.

Reporters hurled questions and congratulations at them. As Madeleine answered a question about morning sickness, Liam’s eyes scanned the crowd for Riley. His heart dropped when he found her. She had a fake smile plastered on her face, but she couldn’t stop the tears pouring down it. He had hoped that telling her the night before would soften the blow. Apparently not.

Her heartache was obvious as he watched her from the stage, unable to do anything about it. Drake looped an arm around her and leaned in to whisper something in her ear. She nodded and he guided her through the crowd, hurrying her away before the reporters noticed her reaction.

“It was because of Alexander?”

“Yes.” Drake answered, “I mean, not him, he was just an innocent baby. But everything he represents.”

It was the third time in as many days that he had walked in and caught her crying. “Riley, are you ok? Never mind, stupid question.”

He sat down on the edge of her bed and patted her back in what he hoped was a comforting manner. He sighed deeply as he raked a hand through his hair, “Is there anything I can do?”

“I don’t want to be here anymore.”

“What do you mean?” He asked, panic slicing through him. She wasn’t going to leave Cordonia was she?

“I mean I can’t keep living under the same roof as Liam and his pregnant wife! I can’t, Drake, I can’t! It’s too much! He’s asking too much!”

“It’s ok, I understand.” He kicked his shoes off and climbed into the bed with her, pulling her into his arms he said, “Just tell me what you want to do, and we’ll do it.”

“Yeah, I’m sure you didn’t fight her on it though.” Liam had suspected for years that Drake had feelings for Riley. At some point he had started to worry she might return those feelings. He’d watched it happen, slowly, over time, like watching a collision happen right in front of him, in slow motion, but being powerless to do anything to stop it.

It was in the easy way they spoke to each other, the inside jokes between them that Liam was no longer privy too, the way they anticipated each other’s needs, the way they sometimes answered for each other.

But that was all to be expected considering how much time they now spent together. That’s what he had told himself until he was hit in the face with proof he couldn’t deny.

Liam rolled off her naked body, both of them breathless, giddy, and satiated. It was one of those rare moments of perfect happiness. They had spent the entire day together and he was staying the night, having no pressing business to rush back to for once.

Drake had gone off somewhere, Liam hadn’t paid much attention to where. It hadn’t gone unnoticed by him that at some point, Drake had gone from happy to see him when he arrived to making excuses not to be present when he visited, but he was glad to have her all to himself, so he hadn’t questioned it too much.

Riley sat up and smiled down at him, “I’m starving! I’m going to take a shower then we can have some food sent up!”

“That sounds good.” He rolled toward her and propped up on his side, trailing his fingers up and down her exposed arm.

She shivered and her smile broadened, “You coming?” She asked as she hopped out of the bed.

Liam’s eyes fell on something in the corner of the room as he watched her walk toward the bathroom. His smile faltered briefly, but he pasted it back on as he told her, “Of course! Go get started and I’ll be right there!”

Her brows drew together momentarily as she noticed his hesitation, “Ok.”

The moment the door closed behind her, he was out of the bed and across the room to get a closer look at the pair of athletic trainers that were tossed carelessly against the wall. Men’s athletic trainers. Drake’s athletic trainers.

He glanced at the bathroom door to make sure she hadn’t come back before crossing quickly to the closet and pulling the door carefully open. His eyes scanned across the hanging clothing. Dresses, blouses, skirts, no men’s clothes. He was being ridiculous.

As he started to push the door shut, the dirty laundry hamper caught his eye. He opened the door wider and pulled the Dallas Cowboy t-shirt off the top of the pile. It was a men’s large. Drake’s. His eyes reluctantly returned to the hamper. Those were definitely men’s boxer briefs. He closed his eyes as a dagger stabbed through his heart.

“Are you coming?” Her voice called from the shower.

“Yes, love!” He hurriedly tossed the shirt back into the hamper, closed the closet door and entered the bathroom, his eyes tracking over the countertop. Hand soap, body lotion, toothpaste, two toothbrushes. A can of shaving cream. Men’s shaving cream, definitely not the brand Riley used when she shaved her legs.

The shower door slid open, “Liam, is something wrong?”

He turned toward her. Was this a battle he wanted to fight today? She was watching him with wide eyes, guileless and tinged with worry. Soap suds ran down her naked body, water beaded her skin, her wet hair cascaded down her back. He had one night left with her for who knows how long. Time was precious, moments like these were hard to carve out. Did he want to waste it fighting? And could he really blame her? He was barely in her life anymore.

With one last glance at the counter, he climbed into the shower and took the loofa out of her hand with a smile. “Turn around, I’ll do your back.”

“Why the fuck should I have fought her on it?” Drake asked incredulously. “You destroyed her when you got another woman pregnant!”

“And you couldn’t wait to use that to sweep in and-“

“Stop it, both of you!”

Both men’s heads snapped up and toward the door.

“How long have you been there?” Drake asked.

“Long enough!” She said as she made her way further into the room, glaring at both of them.

They both rose to their feet, moving closer to her as they tried to defend their actions.

“I’m sorry, love, but he used your vulnerability to get closer to you! Surely you see that?”

“Riley, baby, I’m just tired of him using the crown as an excuse for hurting you time and time again!”

“Drake, you knew what the situation was when you agreed to this…. You knew we loved each other!”

“And yet he isn’t who you were saying those three little words to last night, was he?” Drake’s clenched jaw ticked as he returned her gaze.

Liam’s heart sank, “You…you told him that you loved him?”

“Yes, Liam, because I do!” One lone tear broke free and ran down her face.

“You don’t know how hard it’s been on me. All the late nights, waiting for you and you not showing up, the broken promises………this isn’t the life you promised me! Those promises were all delivered by another man!” She gestured toward her husband.

“I thought you understood why I had to do the things I’ve done!”

“I do understand, Liam! I understand it here!” She tapped the side of her head, then her hands covered her heart “But here? It just feels like you didn’t fight for me, for us! Because you didn’t! You were too worried about propriety, optics, duty, honor, blah, blah, fucking blah! You were worried about everything but me!”

“Riley! That’s not true!”

She wiped at her face angrily as more tears escaped to run down her cheeks, “Do you have any idea what it was like for me? Watching Madeleine live the life I was supposed to have? Watching you give her everything that you promised me!”

The tears now spilled freely down her face.

“I never gave her my heart, Riley, you know that!” He had told her everything about his relationship with Madeleine, every detail, he had been nothing but transparent.

“I know, Liam, I know she doesn’t have your heart, but she has every goddamned thing else! I understand that you have to put Cordonia first, I understand the pressure you’re under, the obligations ….but it was supposed to be me by your side while you fulfilled those obligations! Then we wouldn’t be spending days, weeks, sometimes months apart, because I’d be there with you! We’d be doing it together! But that’s not what happened, is it? Is it?”

“Riley….”

“No, it isn’t! She’s the one by your side, Liam, not me! It should have been me! It should have been us! And Alexander? Alexander? He should have been our son, Liam, ours! Do you have any idea what it’s like for me to watch you with him? To see how much you love the child that I wasn’t allowed to give you? It fucking hurts!”

She went from free flowing tears to deep, heaving sobs as her head dropped and her hands covered her face.

“Riley, I’m so sorry-“ Liam stepped forward, his arm reaching toward her, but she turned her body away from him.

She turned toward Drake. She threw herself into Drake’s arms and she didn’t even look to make sure he was going to catch her. She just stumbled in his general direction, fully trusting that he was going to catch her. And he did. She buried her head in Drake’s chest as she cried.

Drake’s arms wrapped around her, and he rocked her gently as he murmured words of comfort into her ear. One hand stroked her hair as he laid gentle kisses on her head.

Drake looked over her head at Liam, “This is what I mean, I've been picking up the pieces of her battered heart for years. You keep shattering it and I keep gluing it back together.”

Liam didn’t acknowledge Drake’s words as he stepped closer, his voice broken, “Riley…Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Tell you what?” She turned her head to him, but she didn’t move out of Drake’s embrace, “That I burn with jealously every time I see how much you love your child? I sound like a monster!” She buried her head in Drake’s chest again.

“You don’t!” Liam grabbed her, spinning her out of Drake’s arms and into his own, “You don’t hate Alexander, you hate the fact that I had a child with another woman, and I don’t blame you for it!”

“You don’t?” She melted into his embrace.

“No.” His voice a harsh whisper, “How could I? I hate myself for it!”

“What?”

“You think I don’t have the same thought? That you should have been his mother? That’s all I wanted, Riley. A life with you! It’s still the only thing I want!”

It was true. The crown, the obligations, Cordonia, Madeleine, none of it had been his choice. It should have been Leo’s birthright, not his. But it had become his when his brother had dumped it in his lap and ran. It had become his burden, his responsibility, his yoke to bear, all of it. Everything but Alexander. The only thing worthwhile to come out of any of it was his son. He loved his child; Madeleine was a good mother and a good queen. Cordonia was thriving under their rule. Madeleine was finally out from under her father’s thumb, she had blossomed and grown into an amazing ruler. Everything had worked out for everyone, except him. And Riley.

He’d abdicate if he could. He’d thought about it. Madeleine was more than competent, and she wanted it. She could rule as regent until Alexander was of age. But how could he? How could he dump this responsibility onto the shoulders of his five year old child? How could he expect his son to give up his life for Cordonia the day he turned eighteen? He couldn’t.

There was one other option, “Come back to the palace! I’ll divorce her, I’ll file the papers tomorrow, I swear it!” It would be ok, wouldn’t it? Six years under his rule and Cordonia was doing well, people would be less judgmental now than when he was a still unproven king.

Riley stumbled over her words, “I…I don’t know….”

Drake’s voice cut in, low and firm, “If you go back to the palace, you’re going back alone.”

“What?” She blinked at him, fear threading through her heart.

“I love you, Riley, but I can’t keep doing this. Watching you let him break your heart over and over again. You’re not the only one that hurts when it happens. It kills me to see you like that! I’ll….I’ll be at the cabin if you decide you want me, want….this.” He gestured between them.

“Well, it would appear you have a choice to make.” Liam told her gently as he wiped the tears from her face, “I’ll let the palace guards know to bring you directly to me, should you decide to take me up on my offer. Pack a bag, I’ll have a room ready for you. I’ll be waiting. I’ll be in my study on the second floor until midnight. If you don’t show, I’ll understand.”

“Midnight.” Drake agreed. “I’ll buy two tickets to Texas for tomorrow. I hope you’ll be on the plane with me.”

10:30 p.m. Valtoria……

Riley finished packing her bag. She’d be back, she just wasn’t sure when. As soon as they worked out their issues, she supposed. Valtoria was her home now, for better or worse. She loved the place; she loved the people.

She wiped the tears from her eyes as the rightness of her decision coalesced in her center. She loved them both, but there was only one man that she couldn’t live without.

She zipped her suitcase shut and called a car around.

11:45 p.m. The palace….

Liam sat in his study with a glass of bourbon clasped between his palms. He stared down into the liquid as he swirled it around. This was what he wanted, wasn’t it? He felt slivers of panic start to seep through his earlier certainty. What if the public didn’t forgive him? Madeleine was well liked by the people. What if it weakened him in the eyes of his enemies? A king who couldn’t keep his queen. And she was a good queen. It would be different if she were bad at the job. What did Riley know about ruling? How would the transfer of power play out? What if Madeleine made it difficult for him to see his son? What if Alexander hated him for divorcing his mother?

He took a long drink and leaned back in his chair, watching the door with trepidation.

11:45 p.m. The cabin….

Drake paced the floor of his cabin, cursing himself. He was an idiot. No one would dispute that. He shouldn’t have given her an ultimatum. He was going to lose. He’d never been anything more than a placeholder for Liam and he knew it. He was also a liar. He would go back to the palace with her if that’s what she wanted. He’d go anywhere with her. Do anything for her. He had spent the last six years playing second fiddle to Liam and he’d spend the next six, or sixty, doing the same damn thing if that’s what it took to keep her in his life.

He poured another glass of whiskey and lowered himself onto the couch, his eyes locked on the door with quiet desperation.

12:01 at the palace…

Liam gulped down the rest of his bourbon as heartbreak and relief swept over him.

12:01 at the cabin….

Drake’s red rimmed eyes snapped up as the door clicked open. His heart stopped beating for a long second as the door swung slowly inward.

“Oh, thank God!” A strangled sob broke out of him as he bound to his feet and crossed the room in three long strides. He swept her into his arms, hugging and kissing her as his tears mingled with her own.

She knew she was right. If her and Liam being together were as simple and as easy as him divorcing Madeleine, then why hadn’t he done it last year, or the year before, or the year before that?

Only one man had always put her first, only one man had stood steadfastly by her side for the last six years, through everything and anything life had thrown at them. Only one man had healed her, instead of repeatedly hurting her. There was only one man she trusted with her heart, only one man she could see a real future with.

“It’s you.” She whispered softly as she caressed his face, “It’s always been you!”