#i love when she gets this physco

[bel-k03]

[randomshyperson]

Do you even get burned out writing for Wanda?

Naah, I get fucking sad and angry she isn't written with the same amount of love and appreciation through canon stuff.

Have you see the what if new game? She's a villain in there again. Now I don't know who tf decided that the manipulative physco who destroys universe on daily bases was Wanda's real motto but I was so mad at this crap! Ever since Multiverse of Madness and the sexist arc they wrote for her, there's a common and mistaken understanding that Wanda will go nuts now and then and kill people just to get what she wants. Marvel really went with the crazy woman trope and I fucking hate it. Wanda is a selflessness good hearted Avenger. She goes from traumatic event to traumatic event but even when she mess things up she always make amends. She's too powerful for her own sake and because she keep losing everyone sometimes her grief takes the better our of her. But she is never this evil manipulative person Marvel male writers/producers seems determined to make out of her.

I'm really hoping that if Wanda comes back, they either change those misogynistics arcs, or the character should just stay dead. I feel like the reverse thing happened to Natasha, she was over sexualized all years, barely had any screen time and when it was time to say goodbye to Scarlet, we got Black Widow Solo Movie which gave us the best version of Natasha. Wanda was already pretty incredible (even with the lack of development or screen time) then got the best Marvel show only for the producers to destroy her character for the sake of the male lead story. I'm tired of this shit, happens with almost every female character and it's so exhausting.

[iamintoomanyfandomsistg]

My Marauders Headcanons <3

James Potter

Pansexual

Indian<3

Mom friend, super overprotective of remus (especially after the full moon, like he would fuss all over him <3), Daring, a leader and COMPETITIVE

Top ships (in order): Jegulus (agshshrfthh<<<3333)and Jily(<33)

Top platonic relationships: PLATONIC STARCHASER MY ROMAN EMPIRE <33, James and Marlene (The Gryffindor quitch team’s worst nightmare frfr), James and Lily ((platonically)OMG THEIR BANTER THO<3), James and Remus<33, James and Peter (childhood friends and James tried his best to be nice to Peter, especially when Sirius was being a dick), James and dorca (<3 expalined later)

Sirius Black

Dark brown eyes

GAY But had lots of gfs cus he was in denial for years lmao

Kinda a jerk, but yk that happens when you grew up where he did.

Top ship: Wolfstar<3.

Top platonic friendships: STARCHASER, Sirius and Mary (exes who have now met their true loves<3), Sirius and lily (Smoking on rooftops, rivals but they care<3), mary and sirius

Regulus Black

GAY (Much more accepting than his brother lmao)

Grey eyes, curlier hair than sirius

Cold but has a VERY SENSITIVE heart <3

Top ships(in order) : Jegulus, Barty/evan/regulus

Top platonic friendships: Pandora and regulus <33 (mlm & wlw solidarity, they're so sweet), moonwater (Remus and him are so special too me), Rosewater (best friends 😭 Crimson rivers ifykyk)

Lily Evans

Bi-bi-BI

freckles <33

Pookie is like deffo a BADASS BITCH! Like i love her charcaterisation in ‘The last enemy’, ‘Crimson rivers’ and ATYD the best. Feisty but chaotic asf lol.

Top ships (Not in order): Jily, Lily/mary, lily/marlene (from 'The Last Enemy' mostly)

Top platonic friendships: Lily and remus (OMG JUST THEM), James and lily, Mary and lily (in ‘The Last Enemy’), lily and marlene (‘The Last enemy’)

Evan Rosier

Gay asf

Doesn't get attached after sex

Older brother to Pandora's <3

“TEENAGE DIRTBAG”

Regulus's One Comfort Before Jame's  

Top ships: rose killer (perfect toxic couple lmao), rosewater.

Top platonic friendships: ROSEWATER, Dorcas and Evan (IDGAF chill + Teenage dirtbag chill), Evan and James (like idk they would just get along so well, like banter and fake flirting and shit), Evan and Pandora

Mary McDonald

Bisexual

Had a lot of relationships like Sirius but she never toyed with their hearts cus she felt actual attraction for the opposite gender.

She had an on and off relationship with Sirius, and rlly she was just doing this to help get Sirius out of his denial phase and into remus’ bed.

Rlly put together.

Dark skinned, ‘thick’, shirt curls and Blue eyes 😩😫. Like no wonder they all falling for her 😫😫

Top ships: Mary/lily (Chill and put together badass X feisty but chaotic badass)

Top Platonic relationships: Mary and Lily (THEY WORK AS BESTIES TOO 😭😭), Mary and Sirius (let's be rl she was the one who.slapped him and told him to go ask Remus out)

Barty Crouch jr

Bisexual ICON

Has tongue piercing 

He definitely wears skull earrings. Just a piss of his father. Cuz it reminds his father of the dark mark

kinda physco tbfr

Top ships: rosekiller, Barty/regulus/Evan

Top platonic friendships: Barty and Evan (I feel like Evan was Barty's closest friend), Barty and regulus, (Fuck buddies be frfr)

Remus Lupin

GAY. That boy is the definition of ‘the gay best friend’

Smoker<3

Bro is done with life be fr rn

Top ships: WOLFSTAR<33

Top platonic friendships: lily and Remus(THEM😫), James and Remus (like i hc they would get along so well and have this special relationship but no one ever mentions them???), Remus and Peter (He was the only one who included Peter for the first few years + James ig, but sometimes he got too caught up with Sirius) 

As you can see with this one most of my HC are based of ATYD remus.

Marlene Mckinnon

Lesbian

Blue eyes, blondy choppy hair, pink highlights 

Similar aesthetic to Sirius

Surprisingly doesn't smoke<3

Rough and touch girlboss <3

Top ships: Marlene X Dorcas (alot to handle X loves handling it. CAN YOU TELL I'VE JUST READ CRIMSON RIVERS 😭🙏), Marlene X lily (only in ‘The Last enemy’

Top platonic relationships: James and marlene (NO BCS THEY ARE SO BROTHER/SISTER CODED), Sirius and marlene (They have a bunch of pictures of them both in matching leather jackets and earrings, arms around eachother, tongue out, winking and holding out the rock hand 🤘🤟), Marlene and Peter (only one she was always sweet with 😭🥹, this is rooted from lily mentioning that Peter was probably sad bcs of Marlene's death in that letter, he prolly felt even more guilty the bish 😔), and ofc lily and marlene (‘The last Enemy’ especially)

Peter Pettigrew 

Token straight friend LOL

I'm not sure he was like rlly all that much of an ally like sure all of his friends were gay asf, but it's not like he had any other friends??

He was such a cutie patootie 😭🙏

You can't convince me he wasn't such a sweetheart before he betrayed them. Like oh Peter WHY 😭

Top ships: I don't rlly ship him with anyone, but I think he had a few casual gfs throughout his years (CUS HES A CUTIEEE)

Top platonic relationships: Peter and james (peter’s cloest friend, they were childhood friends, and Peter tended to not appreciate remus’s attempts to include him, rather he was over appreciative to every small thing James did), Peter and Remus (the two secondary marauders 😭🙏), Peter and marlene (sweetheart and badass ❤️🙏)

Pandora Rosier

Lesbian

Looks SO sweet, acts SO sweet, but at the same time is a such a badass <3

She swear alot, cant convince me otherwise <3 (gets it from her (HEADCANON) brother, Evan)

Luna is practically a clone of Pandora's (physically and partly personality wise) like xeno’s genes did NOT put up a fight???

I Also hc that xenophilius is gay or aromantic and so they married eachother bcs they were rlly in love but platonically. Plus they always wanted children and couldn’t imagine it with anyone else<3.

Top ships: Pandora/Mary/lily (one of the only polys I ship), Pandora X rodolphus (crimson rivers)

Top platonic relationships: Pandora and xenophillius (expalined above),Pandora and regulus (AHHHAVHSD MY LOVEE <333), Pandora and Dorcas (Dorcas would be so overprotective of her🙏), Pandora and Barty, Pandora and James (James would be another brother figure for her <3).

In short everyone one is super overprotective of Pandora even though she is a GIRLBOSS

Dorcas Meadowes

Lesbian (Though no one ever guesses it lmao)

Long dreadlocks, hazel eyes, siren eyes, long eyelashes; HOT ASF 😩😩

IDGAF energy and #BADASSMF, like Voldemort, HIMSELF, killed dorcas and she put up A FIGHT you can't tell me otherwise ✨

Top ships: Marlene/Dorcas (<<3333 ESP IN CRIMSON RIVERS)

Top platonic relationships: Dorcas and Evan (explained before), Dorcas and Regulus (The reliable older sister), Dorcas and James (Them in Crimson rivers>>>>>)

Dorac and james:  She at first hated James because, for one, he was a jerk in the earlier years,two, he had a prejudice against Slytherin, and three, because Regulus had a huge crush on him and she was overprotective of regulus. But then she discovered how loving and caring James is, and she decided he was perfect for Reggie. She became the one James went on a drink with when he just wanted to relax and not talk.

I didnt write siblings in teh platonic relationships things, cus it just like more than that yk?

Sirius and regulus - So, SO complicated, so much unrseloved problems 😭

They still love eachother DEARLY <3

Srius kept on trying to get regulus to hang with hima nd teh marauders, he tried to stay as close with regulus as he once was. But sirius just coudln’t look at regulus once he got the dark mark 😭. ("What happened to my innocent baby brother who wouldn’t hurt a fly?" )

Evan and Pandora

Evan is so overprotective of her <333

She’s like the only one evan deosnt constantly pick at and be rude with (even with regulus and barty he’s cynical and blunt)

Pandora loves him SO SO much, but wouldn’t talk to him once he got the dark mark. 😭

Siblings are so complicated 😭esp when one of them is on the good side and one is on the dark 😭

Attached are Picrew depictions of what Iheadcanon them to look like <3

[bcolfanfic]

everytime i listen to picture me better by weyes blood i can't help but think of young vets buck and bucky. my heart hurt everytime i think of those boys. you've written them so perfectly. <3

what are some songs you associate with either of them?

heyy sorry it took me so long to get to this (and everything else in my box)- it’s finals szn at my law school and my brain is gonna be at like- total capacity till next thursday at 5pm central time. buttttt. i am big music as a story mood setter person so lotsss of thoughts. gonna focus on young vets au here, but i can make another similar post for show canon if ppl like this? im biggg into oldies music so that would actually be fun to me!

disclaimer: re: the young vets au the “veterans” part of the story takes place starting in august 2021 after the us pulled out of afghanistan. If you see a song and think “but wait that didn't come out until this year so they couldn't listen to that in 2022/2023” simply work with me here and don’t think that <3 LOL.

bucky

biggg zach bryan person and i think in general really likes that specific niche of “new age” country music. gets *irritated* by the hardcore conservative military country music lmfao, those vets that go hard in the sand for songs like courtesy of the red white and blue? not his people. that song gives him hives. also a big fleetwood mac guy, just scratches an itch on his brain. likes florence + the machine too.

east side of sorrow - zach bryan

i lost friends in the august heat / at night it was God I'd always meet / i said, "Lord, won't you bring me home? / i've got women in the west i wanna hold

oklahoma smokeshow - zach bryan

there's so much whiskey in his coke it'll make her nose bend / but she swears that his love is a damn God send / she's known God since she was a child

el dorado - zach bryan

you used to say you'd settle down / but that kind girl from school in town /she was gone before you got back home

to El Dorado, hell if I know if you're still alive /there's a note in the glovebox in your drive / El Dorado, hell if they know the difference in a hero / and a man i wish was still by my side

burn, burn, burn - zach bryan

i wanna be a child climbin' trees somewhere / breathin' in the fresh outside air / before I knew this life was unkind

you should probably leave - chris stapleton

sun on your skin, 6 am /and i been watchin' you sleep / and honey, i'm so afraid you're gonna wake up and say / that you should probably leave

me against the mountain - ian munsick

it’s me against the mountain / most days the mountain wins / but i’ll meet you tonight my love or i’ll meet my end / either way an angel’s waitin when i fought this fight

painkillers - rainbow kitten surprise

living just comes with a bit of heartache / heartache comes with a bit of young faith / faith stays young till your heart get broken / hope grows up to become someday / i never hurt no one and no one will ever hurt me / i believe i believe i believe i believe

motorcycle - colter wall

well, i figure i'll buy me a motorcycle / wrap her pretty little frame around a telephone pole / ride her off a mountain like old arlo

physco - jack kittel

don't hand me johnny's pup, mama / 'cause i might squeeze him too tight / i'm having crazy dreams again, mama

go your own way - fleetwood mac

if i could / baby, i’d give you my world / open up / everything's waiting for you

third eye - florence + the machine

i'm the same / i'm the same / i'm trying to change

astrovan - mt. joy

he said son you're famous in heaven / maybe you're famous in heaven / maybe there is no heaven / maybe we're all along together now / but i don't wanna see those tears again / you know Jesus drives an astrovan

gold dust woman - fleetwood mac

take your silver spoon, dig your grave / heartless challenge / pick your path and i'll pray

all these things that i’ve done - the killers

i got soul / but i'm not a solider

between me and you - brandon flowers

the first time that i saw your face / time stood still / i found my place / now i'm watching it tear out of my arm

gale

listens to zach bryan for bucky but his country music niche is more on the tyler childers side of things. likes older music too bc it’s what his mom would play around the house and he finds it comforting. i think he likes pop music more than bucky does lol, bucky ribs him a lil about some of it but he finds it endearing. the taste they share the most i think is the fleetwood mac and the killers/brandon flowers stuff.

follow you to virgie - tyler childers

back when all us boys were tryin' / to make sense of all these string / i can see her in the corner / singing along to all our crazy dreams

coal - tyler childers

so sometimes, i imagine that I'm getting pretty close to hell / and in my darkest hour, i cry out to the Lord / he says, "keep on a-mining, boy, 'cause that's why you were born

nose on the grindstone - tyler childers

well daddy, i've been tryin', i just can't catch a break / there's too much in this world that i can't seem to shake / but i remember your words, lord, they bring me the chills / keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills

folsom prison blues - johnny cash

i bet there's rich folks eatin' from a fancy dinning car /they're prob'ly drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars / well i know i had it comin' i know i can't be free / but those people keep a movin' and that's what tortures me

old rugged cross - alan jackson (i’ve made a woowoo post about this before/bucky being gale’s cross to carry but. in my mind he listens to this on the drive home when bucky’s in the hospital. has to pull over to cry a lil. sweet boy.)

to the old rugged cross i will ever be true / it's shame and reproach gladly bear

where we’ll never grow old - johnny cash

when our work here is done / and our life's crown is won / and out troubles and trials are o'er / all our sorrows will end / and our voices will blend / with the loved ones who've gone on before

(sittin on’) the dock of the bay - otis redding

sittin' here resting my bones / and this loneliness won't leave me alone / it's two thousand miles i roamed / just to make this dock my home

wouldn’t it be nice - the beach boys

oh we could be married / and then we'd be happy / woudn't it be nice?

the chain - fleetwood mac

listen to the wind blow, down comes the night / running in the shadows / damn your love / damn your lies

romeo and juliet - the killers

i can't do the talk like the talk on the TV / and i can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be / i can't do everything but i'd do anything for you / i can't do anything except be in love with you

xo - beyonce

in the darkest night hour (in the darkest night hour) / i'll search through the crowd (i'll search through the crowd) / your face is all that i see / i'll give you everything

if i ain't got you - alicia keys

said nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing / if i ain't got you with me, baby

sweet escape - gwen stefani

come on let's bounce / counting on you to turn me around / instead of clowning around / let's look for some common ground

come on over baby - christina aguilera

now baby don't be shy / you better cross the line / i'm gonna love you right / all i want is you

the clock was tickin’ - brandon flowers

jackie flips the pages and she dreams little dreams / a cottage in the country built with real wood beams / there's a baby in the bedroom, he's starting to scream / she holds him though he probably won't remember it

[the-fiction-witch]

Mummy P17

Media TMR X PHYSCO 1960s

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Sad / Spooky/ Dark AF

Warnings stuff gets... bad, / rape/ sexual crimes/ sexual assult/ abuse/

I kneeled on the bathroom rug retching into the toilet bowl I had given up counting the days since discovering I was pregnant but it seemed like every time I looked down my stomach had grown bigger, I knew time was running out, each time my stomach grew even an inch I knew we had less time to find out way out before baby would be born. 

Newt had woken up with me and he gently put my hair into a braid to keep it out of my face, soothing his hands on my back, often muttering sweet things to me to try and help me feel better.

I got a moment of rest so I moved to sit on the rug and leaned my back against the bathtub

"You weren't this bad with JR" 

"I know.  I don't know why, but everything is just double as intense as with JR." 

"Double?"

"Sure feels like it."

"No. You- you can't be-"

"What?"

"Double as intense. Could be... double, Babies."

"Newt that's not how that works"

"You have been saying it's a lot worse, more intense, your stomach has been growing so much faster than it ever did with Jr" he says moving his hand to my stomach "Do you want me to?"

"Try," I nodded

"I'll be gentle" he reassured kissing my forehead he carefully pushed his hand on my stomach doing his best to feel across my stomach

"ahhh" I hissed

"I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you" he says "One little one" he says and moves slightly to the other side "Two little ones." He says "I- I'm not the smartest boy and I could be wrong but I think there might be two"

"Two. Okay... two. That certainly means we are going to need some more things"

"We definitely will do."

"I'm sorry newt"

"Sorry? what on earth are you sorry for sugar cookie? If it's not true it's fine we get one little baby nothing will change if it is true and we get two, then we get two little ones to love." he smiled "I couldn't be happier if we get more little ones" 

"You do?"

"of course. I know it can't.... replace JR. Nothing ever will but it'll be nice to have, like our own little family"

"It will be newt" I smiled giving him a sweet kiss "I just hope they don't have to know this place"

"I hope so too. you ready to get back to bed now?"

"I think I need some juice from downstairs before bed"

"You get to bed I'll get it for you"

"It's alright I can go"

"Then at least let me come with you sugar cookie"

"I'll be fine newt" I smiled he helped me to my feet but stopped me before I reached the door

"What if she's downstairs." He says 

"I'm just getting juice newt."

"Yeah... you were just getting a drink last time." he says "I don't trust her alone with you. Not for a moment. Not after what she's done." 

"Okay, we'll go down together."

"Okay, hold my hand and please don't let go"

"I won't I promise" I smiled holding his hand tightly before we left the bathroom 

Newt held my hand in a tight grip, as we headed down the corridor and down the stairwell. We both breathed a sigh of relief when we found the living room and kitchen empty, "You check the door I'll make you some juice" Newt said kissing my head 

"Get the stuff out for waffles too"

"I will do Sugarcube" he smiled as he headed to the kitchen, I went and did our usual check of the door, the windows, the usual places we always checked but found nothing useful to us, I checked the chairs but all had been used to try and open the door so much if we used them any more they'd break, I checked the sofa and table but they where bolted to the floor as much as I hate Ava she was smart everything is bolted and screwed down so we couldn't move things. I stopped a moment as I saw a shoe box on the table, it was dusty with a few cobwebs on it I sat down where she usually sits and I opened the box finding it filled to the brim with pictures mostly polaroids of newts before I knew him, pictures of him playing, of him in the tub, of him with a man I could only guess was Janson and of course ava I moved deeper into the box finding a small box of his teeth, cuttings of his hair, little things she had collected over his life, I found a small hospital bracelet for WCKD Hospital Maternity department with a date across it

06/ 09 / 1939 Inpatient - 

For a moment I was puzzled but the piece of paper I found under it, a strong cream cardstock with watermarks and shiny holograms meaning it was official, it was a birth certificate. 

Birth: 07/ 09 / 1939 11:00am 

Sex: Male 

Given name/s: Isaac Lewis

Family Name: Anderson

Mother: Liza Anderson

Father: Simon Anderson 

"Newt?" I asked 

"Yeah?" He asked as he came over with my juice 

"Look," I told him handing him the paper 

"Uhhh... Isaac? Who's Isaac?"

"I think... that's you."

"me?"

"I think so."

"1939? That can't be I'd be- that would-"

"Make you Thirty years old newt." 

"I'm thirty!"

"Apparently"

"Why wouldn't my mother have told me that?" 

"I don't know, maybe if she made sure you didn't know how old you were you'd never grow up"

"How old are you?"

"What?"

"I can't believe I never asked how old are you?!"

"Uhh I'd be twenty-five now."

"I hope I'm not too old for you"

"I'll make an exception" I smiled giving him a kiss 

"Liza Anderson, You think that's my mother's name?"

"I guess it must be, I remember her saying your father's name was Simon."

"Simon, Simon Anderson. I never met him, I wonder if he was a nice man?"

"I hope he was," I said doing my best not to speak given I knew more than I should 

"I feel like I've heard the name Liza, once before."

"Maybe my mother told you once?"

"Maybe. I don't remember" 

"What is going on!" Her voice shouted as she rushed down the stairs we quickly tried to hide that we had seen what was in the box but it was too late "You! you wicked little girl how dare you look into my personal things!" she screamed coming to me and grabbing my hair forcing me down by the fire 

"You will not touch her!" Newt yelled forcing his mother from me and standing between us as tears welled up "why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you what? Whatever she's told you are lies!"

"Paperwork doesn't lie mother!" He yelled back freezing her in place "All this time... and not once did you tell me his name. How many nights did I beg you to tell me about my father! I begged you for anything you could tell me, anything you could show me, anything at all. Not once you told me his name. I never knew the name of my father let alone the family name I should have!"

"He didn't want you! we had to go it alone my little baby that's why I never told you he didn't want you he didn't he left us-"

"I still wanna know! Whether or not he wanted me is irrelevant I begged you to tell me his name and you never did. You never told me Our family name. you never even told me my real birthday!"

"Of course I did-"

"I'm thirty years old!" He shouted "and I didn't even know that. you kept all of this from me for thirty years." 

"I- I hadn't realized it had been so long-"

"yes you did. Don't lie to me and tell me you didn't" He said "You never even told me my name... Let me guess my father picked it so as soon as he was gone you changed it?"

"why should I keep what that bastard called you! you were mine. mine alone. so I picked my baby a better name"

"My father named me. and you hid that from me. The only thing that could have kept me close to a man I never got to meet. And you... In your stubborn greed changed it. to something you'd prefer. Hid the reality away hoping I'd never find it."

"Newt dartling-"

"My name is Isaac! and you knew it. all this time, You've lied to me. You've hurt me. you've hurt the woman I love. I shouldn't even have her here with me if it wasn't for you!" He yelled tears streaming 

"I'm sorry my dartling I truly am-"

"no! No you're not sorry you can never be sorry for this!" He yelled, "Unlock the door."

"What?" she asked

"Unlock the front door. Tell me where the key is and open the door. We're leaving."

"No- No you can't leave me" she begged to try to hug him but he forced her away

"OPEN THE DOOR!" He screamed, "Open the door, Now. and let us go or I will force it open and I don't care what I break."

"You can't leave"

"I warned you. and I gave you more chance when you deserved. Open the door. Or else." 

"You can't leave me" she cried

"Fine" He snapped as he marched to the table picked up the strongest of the chairs and threw it with all his strength at the front door and I heard the clink of a broken door lock, the door still bolted but this proved the door would open but before he could land another blow I screamed as she grabbed my hair and dress forcing my face inches from the flames of the fire "Let her go!"

"Drop. the chair Darling" 

"You hurt her I'll use this on you"

"You wouldn't dream to hurt your mummy newtie"

"Wanna bet?" he asked "Let. Her. go." 

"You won't leave, without your precious little wife" She said she grabbed a scarf that had been left over the sofa and used it to tie my hands so tight I had no escape she forced me to the basement door unlocking it and opening the door with a creek "You open that door she goes with the rest of your broken toys"

"Let her go. and I'll put the chair down. That fair?"

"Alrtight" she smiled before she threw my body down the stairs hitting the washing machine at the bottom it was a miracle nothing was broken or at least I didn't think it was

"Y/N!" Newt yelled dropping the chair and bolting down the stairs to hold me "Arte you okay?"

"Yeah, I think so" I nodded 

"You will not leave me." Her voice said and as we turned she stood at the top locking the door to the rest of the house with a butcher knife in her hand 

"Put the knife down" he tried to reason with her 

"You will not leave me" she muttered tears falling as she came down the stairs putting the knife at a point forcing us to step back until my back hit the ice cold of the basement room. 

"You're my mother. I don't want to hurt you. But if you don't let us go-"

"You will not leave me!" she screamed grabbing the door behind us forcing it open and kicking us inside so our bodies landed on the floor before we could get to court feet she rushed in and picked up the chains that used to hold me all those years ago she used one to connect my ankle to the left wall and the other to connect newts wrist to the right wall we tried to fight but it was too late we tried to reach for once another but fully stretched we were only an inch apart "You're my baby. I don't want to hurt you. I've never wanted to hurt you. But the man she had made you... is not my son anymore. Both of you still stay down here until your attitude is adjusted" she said 

"Let us go!" I screamed "Please!"

"Let her go, you can keep me here forever if that's what you want but please... please just let y/n go." Newt begged 

"I will give you three chances. if by the third your attitudes are not adjusted... you can join your son by the roses" she said before she slammed the door locking it behind her. 

I sat my body weak and tried, we hadn't eaten, we had barely slept, and all the while I was stretched as far as possible but still we could not hold one another. I don't know how long we had been down here but the days had lost meaning, she would visit to torment us to ask us if we were willing to submit to her and her rules but we would not, she would give us the scraps of food and water enough to keep us alive and nothing more, she had beaten us, tortured us, and things I would not dare to recall, mostly to me as a way to hurt him, but he was not left unscathed either by her horrors, we knew the next time she came would be our third chance... and we knew what would happen when we denied her again. 

"My mother is a monster..."

"I mean-"

"No. there is nothing else. She is a monster." He explained, "And all this time I never knew... I... I just thought my mother was normal, that this was normal, that my life was normal..."

"I-I'm sorry newt."

"Sorry? Sugar cookie you open my eyes. Without you... I'd have become my mother. I would have lived thinking she was normal, thinking all this was how life was meant to be," He said tears slipping down his face, "Without you... I'd be a monster worse than her."  

"I don't think that's true,"

"No?"

"No. Even in the deepest of her madness, you have always had... at least a shred of humility, I do not think you would have been a monster worse than her... I think even without me, In time you would have seen her for what she is." I explained, "I am sorry I revealed it-"

"Don't be. Please don't be sorry for what you've done. you let me see beyond the silk and softness I viewed my mother and showed me her spikes." He explained, "To think of all she has done to me, all I thought was normal." He cried, 

"Newt-"

"I am a thirty-year-old man, I have never met my father, I have never been outside this fucking house! My mother has coddled me and indulged me more than she ever should, she bathed me, dressed me, and breastfed me even after I told her I didn't want to anymore she still fed me it in secret, and she ripped out my teeth, she made me sit on her lap, made me beg like a child, made me sleep in her bed with her, she convinced me that mothers pleasure their sons and she did it EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT." he explained through his tears, "She is a monster... the most vile monster in this world, and she did it all... because she loved me." He explained "She kidnapped people for me. She kept a man who wished for death just to give me company... She took you, chained you up, tortured you... just to please me." 

"Newt... It's not your fault. You're mother and her madness are not your fault"

"Yes, they are." He said, "If it wasn't for me... she would never have done this... if it wasn't for me, Tommy would still be alive. Janson would still be alive. Lilly would still be okay. and you... Y/n, My sweet sugar cookie, you would be home, with your family, we may never have met, you would never have had to suffer, our child... Jr... he... he wouldn't ever have existed, nor the child you hold now. All of this pain... all of this suffering she has inflicted... for me. It is my fault. it is all my fault. Her attempts to keep me happy, to keep me small, young, sweet, passive, to keep me her happy child. My joy has caused nothing but suffering."

"... I think your right," I nodded, "But- like you said, I would not be here, I would not be with you, and Newt even after all of this I love you endlessly, I carry your child inside me at this moment, and I do not wish it away, your joy has brought us together, brought us joy and brought life. Even though the suffering and pain." I explained, "Newt... You cannot prevent evil, you can only try to make enough good in this world to counter it out even just for a few moments." I told him, "Even just the fact you know she is a monster and you are trying to distance yourself from her and her cruelty, makes you a better man."

"All thanks to you. I mean it... truly, without you. I don't know what hell I'd be in." He said, "I have never for a moment deserved you and your love. and it just makes me... so desperate to never lose you."

"Well, we don't have to worry about that." I sighed looking at your chains,

"No matter what, no matter what she does to us... I will not lose you." He said reaching out as close as he could, "No matter what happens... together." he cried,

I nodded tears flooding down my face as I too reached out our fingers inches from one another, "Together." 

"Dinner time." Her voice rang from the top of the stairs,

[tindrasuniverse]

SPOILERS OFF ARCANE S1

[ For people who haven't watched the show ]

So, I have seen so many accusations off Vi and Jinx and I want to clear something up.

Let's start with Vi. She first off, saw her parents dead on the ground while she was a literal CHILD. Then her father figure firstly gets kidnapped infront off her, THEN dies infront off her. Her mind is full off frustration and grief. Vander is dead, and she knows hell is going to break loose in the Undercity. She gets mad at Jinx because off what Jinx proceeded, but regrets it deeply and is about to run back to her. An enforcer then proceeds to grab her to not make Silco kill her. She obviously regrets it, and in that concrete cell she gets beaten up several times. Bloody, hungry, and she regrets everything she did towards Jinx. When Vi is out off jail and sees her sister, she has completely changed and her mentality is worse than it has ever been. She can't belive it. Vi feels like she have lost all her family at this point.

Vi didn't leave her on purpose. She got held in a concrete cell for who knows how many years. Of course her mental health is unstable when that is what she have been through. And of course she is frustrated, when all she's known in life is "fight", "protect", and never known happiness.

Now Jinx. She also saw her parents dead infront off her, and she was much younger than everyone else back then, which means that she doesn't know how to fight and doesn't like to either. Obviously because she is a KID. She didn't want to harm anyone, she only seeked comfort, but didn't recieve any because she was considered "weak" and a "jinx".

["Jinx" = Bad luck]

When she grew up, she had learned how to fight, and wasn't scared off killing anyone. Yes, she got loved by Silco, but in a physco way. She got attached to him, but only because he took her in with open arms, but he did that ONLY because he wanted revenge on the enforcers and the council.

Now, Milo started the whole "Jinx" thing, calling her bad luck. And when her sister called her that, she broke. Of course she did, she is a child who doesn't recieve enough love.

Yes, Jinx might have done a ton off bad things, but let's be real, almost every main/side character in this show has done something that was insane. Most off them had reasons aswell.

CONCLUSION:

So yeah, accusing Vi off being a bad sister leaving her only family, is fully incorrect.

And accusing Jinx off being a terrorist is also completely wrong.

Both had their reasons, and both had a horrible life as younger people. So hating on someone who have both extreme trauma and a horrible childhood is stupid and entirely stupid, in my opinion.

[aplaceforthesoul]

Anonymous submitted: 

I [14yo enby] have recently switched schools, and thankfully I found a group of acquaintances that are pretty chill. I was first befriend by [12f], who is in my homeroom, gym/lunch, and social studies. She is not liked in the group, but was tolerated, till she hurt [13m]. They both got in trouble, but [12f] got off easier. When they came back from ISD, one of my closer friends, [13f], who is moving away this week,  helped us [the group at lunch] stand up for ourselves and not let [12f] sit with us.

[13f] has never liked [12f], and calls her a physco and liar often. [12f] has lied about things before, such as peircings, if she was actually r@ped or not before, and her family history [acording to other 13f]. She has always acted very smug when she tricked someone, and often bragged about it to me, as I am her “baby-boo” and would not tell on her. She has called me names like that and refused to stop when I asked, but she always brushes it off on her “anxtiety.” I have put up with it because she was kind otherwise and would give me lunch when I didn’t have any, and let me use her pencil.

Today I was wearing a really nice sweater. She compliements it, asks me where I got it, and I told her it was my sister’s and she really loved it. Everything proceeds as normal, expect she threatens to take away my belongings [my bracelts, which are very important to me]. This is laughed off as it always is. In social studies, she sits next to me and distracts me, even when I ask her to stop. It’s normal, I tolerate it. She has me spell laugh for her out loud, and then after awhile issues. 

She shows me a paper and says she found it in her locker [something she hardly frequents, like most of the girls in our hallway]. I read it, and at first it is genric, what you would see on TV bullying nonsense, from, in her cursive hand writing, “From The Unknown”. I brush it off as her possibly documenting it, as my father told me that is a good thing to do in case of being bullied. I did not think deeper of it. She tries to get me to do work for her and copy off my answers, the usual. She points to the paper again and I assure her that it isn’t true [anger issues, whore, again, basic]. She asks for the answer again, threatens my sweater.

Skip to the end of class, she is showing it to our new teacher, and this time she’s saying something about death threats and [13f]. This was not on the paper. I go home, and then on the bus I see her showing it off to [other 13f]. Then I realize, she could of just kept the paper and not document it.

I don’t know what to do. Death threats are a real threat, but she has lied about these things before apparently, and could get [13f] in trouble, as she’s moving away. Do I tell a teacher, confront her personally [which I’m not very fond to the idea of. She has threatned my things and I am not keen on seeing her go through with them], tell the friend group [who might think I’m lying and take her side, losing me the first freinds I’ve made]?

Hi Anon, 

Based on your description, I do not think that confronting her yourself in this situation is ideal. I understand that it may be very upsetting if you end up losing the friend group, but death threats are definitely not nice, it may not seem like an actual threat to you but it is still a disrespectful thing to do, especially when you consider her as somewhat a friend. This does sound like bullying to me. 

If you can let your father know about the situation, it might be better to let him step in and talk to teachers or her parents. If you have a school counsellor or teacher you trust, you can also talk to them about what’s happening. 

Please take care and stay safe. 

-Sam

[petrovaaaae]

White Winter Wolf

CHAPTER 16

warning ; mature

He thanked Steve, when he got home with a drunken pile of avengers, he thanked him. When they arrived home, Irina was curled up on Bucky sleeping. They had talked a little, but they mostly just enjoyed each others company that night, slipping in little kisses throughout the night. But he didn't push it, no. He wanted her to take the lead, he wanted her to be comfortable. Hell, even if he was new to this whole...dating in this age. He didn't want her to feel pressured, forced, or anything like that. So, that was how they went. They would spend time together like they always did, but Steve joined them now. Why? Because Steve knew. And when Steve wasn't there, Bucky would steal kisses from her, he would pepper her face with them and take delight in her laughter as he did. He loved seeing that flush of pink on her cheeks, that little bright light sparkling in her eyes. Even then they were in the living area, when others were around, he would watch her, and she would often catch him staring and offer him a soft smile. 

"So, the threat to your life has officially been eradicated," Stark said as he walked in. They had been in the living area. Irina and Thor were playing some games console thing. Bucky had no clue what it was, so he just watched the graphics and pictures moving on the screen. Irina took the headset off, turning around to look at Tony.

"What?" She asked, raising a brow. "How?"

"Steve and Natasha took down the organisation, they are officially prisoners of the state." Tony admitted and Irina rolled her head, looking at Thor who was staring at her.

"Lady Irina, mere mortals dared to threaten your life?" Thor asked and Irina laughed "You should have told me, I would flew to their houses and brought my hammer to show them that they do not threaten the life of my dear friend."

​Irina tutted, shaking her head. "Tried to stab me, in broad daylight."

"Using knives is a cowards trick." Thor said, shaking his head "Why would they threaten your life, lady Irina? you are a gentle soul."

"Ah, yeah, no can do buddy." Stark said, shaking his head and Irina glanced over at Bucky and smiled at him. Bucky felt the corner of his lip tug because he knew what Stark was going to say "She kidnapped their boss and beat the shit out of him."

​Thor looked at Irina and pursed his lips "I am sure it was justified."

"Was it justified? Barnes and noble, was it justified?" Tony asked, causing Bucky to roll his head towards Tony, running his tongue along his bottom lip as he tugged it between his teeth. His eyes glanced back at Irina, who had her brow raised with a grin. "No! Don't look at her!" Bucky looked back at Tony.

"We got what we needed." Bucky said, shrugging his shoulders. 

"Of course you did, physco sally in the corner beat it from him." Tony said, causing Irina to snort at his words. Although Bucky noticed this was the second time Tony had referenced Irina's rather unhinged nature, did it bother him? Yes. She was...crazy, she was just.....exotic. 

​"He shouldn't have taken it personally." Irina said, looking back at the tv 

"He is no true man if he can not take a punch from a little girl." Thor said, causing Irina to look at him with narrowed eyes. "What? You are little."

"I will punch you next if you don't watch your mouth, meat head." Irina drawled. 

"I am on your side, Lady Irina." Thor said, shaking his head, "In any case, by punching me, you will only maim yourself."

"You think that." Bucky said, and Thor looked at him, furrowing his brows

"She has punched you?" Thor asked in disbelief. 

"Twice." Bucky stated flatly "Both times it hurt."

"I also kicked his ass once," Irina interjected. 

"You...You did not." Bucky said, looking at her and she grinned. "It was an unfair advantage."

"Barnes, we have the footage," Tony said, looking over at him. Wait, they had the footage of Irina literally knocking the stuffing out of him? 

​"We can save him the embarrassment of having to watch himself get floored." Irina said. 

"No! Bring it to me, I want to watch." Thor demanded and Irina stood up, laughing "Lady Irina, where are you going? We still have another round!"

"Thor, I have been stuck here in this compound for ages." Irina admitted, looking at him. "Not that..I don't appreciate your company, but I really need to get out of here before I actually do go insane." 

"Where you going?" Tony asked, and Irina groaned, looking at him. "Just because the target is off your back, doesn't mean I won't worry."

"Ask cold snap." Irina said, as Bucky's head snapped up. "Hurry up, James." She said as she walked away. Oh, so it looked as if they were going out today. He stood up, nodding his head as he followed after Irina.

"Frosty flake, call me if you get into trouble." Tony called after them and he found Irina beside the elevator humming. Did he know where they were going? No. But, he didn't mind. 

"Will you bring me to that place?" Irina asked, turning to look at him and he nodded. He guessed she needed to just be away from here, even if it was just for a few hours. So, they got into the elevator, going down to the garage, but this time he brought the car. It was getting a little chilly, so the bike wasn't acceptable. Well, he could stick the chill, but Irina couldn't. She got cold easily, especially since she was more prone to wearing dresses. Like now, she was wearing a grey-type pinafore dress with a white shirt underneath and those black fashion combat boots. So, they got into the car and he set off on the journey. Along the way, Irina was humming along to the radio station and Bucky had his hand placed on her thigh. When he did it she smiled at him, she didn't mind it. When they reached the spot, she got out of the car, moving round it to sit on the bumper. He watched how her chesnut hair blew in the wind, how she inhaled the sweet essence of nature. She must have really missed it, heck, even Bucky missed it. 

Getting out of the car, he walked around it to sit on the bumper with her "Egg died." Irina suddenly said and he looked at her "He died this morning." She looked at him, for a moment he didn't know if she was going to cry...but she suddenly burst out into laughter "I guess living in a bowl really does shorten your life."

"Poor egg." Bucky mumbled looking away "I guess you don't want another goldfish?"

"No." She replied instantly turning her head to look at him "Absolutely not."

"Alpine is pretty easy to take care off, he just kind off...does his own thing." Bucky admitted, which was probably why he liked alpine so much. 

"I don't think I have the concentration span to actually look after an animal." She admitted, looking away "I forgot to feed egg like...many times."

"Again, poor egg." Bucky turned his head to look at her "Why did you name him egg?"

"Because fish come from eggs." She said and Bucky couldn't help the laughter that erupted from him "What? They do!" 

"Roe, Irina." Bucky whispered, running his tongue over his lips as he tried to contain his grin "Roe."

"Roe, eggs, same thing." Irina said, and she pushed herself up to sit up on the bumper, her legs dangling off it "I always did want a gerbil, but I think if I brought anything small and furry back to the compound Stark would absolutely....freak...." Her words trailed off as she turned her head to look at him "You are friends with rocket, aren't you?"

God. That Racoon "His friend, Nebula, stole my arm once." He said, turning his head to look at her and she raised her brow "Not this one, my old one. He wanted to buy it, and my gun."

"He is so cool." Irina whispered, her gaze drifting away "Gosh, the tree as well! Groot!" 

"Groot.." Bucky repeated the name, nodding his head with a smile. How insane was it that there were talking, walking trees? and raccoons? Heck, he didn't even question it anymore. When he had told Raynor about Rocket during his first session, she just laughed at him.

"If you could be a vegetable, which one would you be? And why?" Irina suddenly asked, but when he looked at her there was that clouded look over her eye, she was actually serious about this. She was deep in thought "I would be a carrot, it's needed in mostly everything." She said. Bucky simply stared at her, and she turned her head to look at him, a smile pulling on her face "What?"

​She had such an innocence about her, he had thought this time and time again, but that innocence radiated and pulled on him. Even though, at times, she could prove to be a murderous little demon, she was pure of heart "You are so fucking adorable." Bucky mumbled, shifting so he stood between her legs, she placed her arms around his neck, tilting her head. He could see that little light dancing in her eyes. He nudged his nose against hers, and he could feel her shifting closer to him, so he moved closer, so was pressed against her, his lips ghosting over hers. He could feel her fingertips running against the nape of her neck, her nails scrapping at the flesh and he could feel that warmth running over him, sending a pulsing heat to his loins. Did she feel it? She had to have felt it, he was pressed against her core.

"Can we go back to yours?" She suddenly asked and he nodded, pressing a soft kiss against her lips before he pulled back. He held his hand out, helping her off the bumper of the car, before getting into the car. The journey back he noticed how she constantly shifted in the seat, was she uncomfortable? Was that why she suddenly asked to go? God, did he make he feel...pressured? He knew that look, when her pupils would dilate, when that fog covered her eyes, she was in thought. When they pulled up, they got out of the car, and again she was quiet as they went up. Was he concerned? Yes. More than concerned, he was anxious. And when they got inside, she gone what she always done, took off her boots because in her own words, she hated shoes in the house...which...was valid. So he did as well. Finally, he sat on the couch, and as soon as he did, alpine scampered off, stalking off into the bedroom, disgruntled that he had been disturbed. And he watched as Irina paced, back and forth, again, as in thought.

"Irina.." Bucky said and she turned and looked at him. "I'm sorry if you feel as if I...Did I make you uncomfortable?" her shoulders slumped and she shook her head, suddenly she came over, straddling his lap and he sat back against the couch, watching her. She hesitated, looking down, running her tongue over her lips before sighing "What is it, doll?" Suddenly she looked up at him, pouting her lip.

"I want you so badly, but I don't know what to do." She whispered, and this statement shook him. Then he remembered why. That conversation they had the night he picked her up whilst she was drunk, when she all but told him she had...only slept with one other person before, and even that was years ago "Well...I do..but...I don't and..." Bucky leaned his head back, staring up at the ceiling as he laughed "Bucky stop laughing." It was the first time she had actually called him his nickname as well. Well, apart from that time, she called him it by accident. This time she actually meant to say it.

"You just surprise me every single god damn time." Bucky admitted, looking at her and she raised a brow "Just...Tell me what you want, doll." 

"You." Irina whispered. And he placed his hands on her hips, running his tongue along his bottom lip.

"You have to be a little more specific than that, doll." He said, and she shifted so her core was placed directly on top of him, firmly planted against his aching crotch, and it took every single last bit of his control to stop himself from rocking up against her "No no, tell me."

"Inside of me," Irina whispered. He saw how her cheeks flushed a bright shade of pink at those words. God, to hear such ungodly words come from such an innocent mouth, did things to him. 

"I think you're wearing too much clothes for that, doll." Bucky said and her gaze dropped as she nodded. Her hands went to the little buttons on the dress, popping them off. With each button he saw how her nerves built up. Was it because he was watching her? How could he not? She was perfect in his eyes. God, she was more than perfection. When the last button was undone, she took the dress off, throwing it aside before she began unbuttoning that shirt she wore underneath, but before she could open it he wrapped his hand around hers, because he could see the heavy rise and fall with each breath she took, how it quickened with each button that came undone. Irina looked at him, but he sat forward, capturing her lips and her hands moved to the back of his neck, gripping at the short strands of hair. 

He broke from the kiss as he kissed along her jaw, moving down her neck as he placed open mouth kisses, nipping gently. He heard her soft gasps, and her hips rocked slowly against his own, which, again, he fought the urge to respond to. His hand moved up, pushing the shirt off her shoulders as she let go of those short strands of hair, letting him push the material of her, as he scattered kisses along her collar bone. moving lower until he captured one of her perk nipples in his mouth, hearing her breath hitch as her hands went to his hair once more, tugging on those short strands on the nape of his neck, before he paid attention to the other, tugging it against his teeth and when she rocked her hips, he bucked up against her. 

Suddenly he tore away, pulling at the hem of his own shirt and tugging it off, throwing it aside. When he did, her hands went to his chest, running across his skin, her fingertips running against each groove and line, as if she was trying to memorize every detail of his body. He looked at her, his eyes searching her own as her hand came up, her fingertips trailing against his cheek, trailing against the groove of his lips until it dropped and he pressed his lips against hers, his hands running over her thighs, running along the curve of his hips and the dip of her waist as he deepened the kiss, his tongue trailing against hers as she rocked her hips again, causing him to buck up against her. Suddenly her hands dropped, going to the buckle of his belt, loosening it, but he knew she wouldn't be able to shift them. He was heavy. So, he brought his own hand between them, moving hers away as he got to work on his jeans, along with his boxers because...kill two birds with one stone, hey? When he pushed his jeans and boxers off, he discarded them. He felt her hand ghosting along his shaft, and he almost bucked into her hand, but he fought against it. His right hand went to between her legs, fingertips tracing against her sweet spot and she rolled her hips, begging for contact. Her hand wrapped around him, slowly stroking him, and he groaned against her lips, breaking from the kiss to sit back. He had to watch her. His own hand dipped further between her thighs, his finger teasing against her entrance and she bit her lip, almost whining.

​So, he dipped his digit inside of her, and she all but shuddered, arching her back as the pace of her hand stroking his shaft quickened. Slowly he began moving his digit within her, and she bit her lip to contain those sweet noises he wanted to hear.

"Don't do that, doll. I want to hear you." Bucky said, and she looked at him, running her tongue over her bottom lip as he increased the pace and he watched as her face contorted in pleasure, her hips rolling against this hand, sweet, soft moans filling the room. He added a second digit, and she tightened her hold on his shaft, her hips suddenly rising and falling against his hand. "Good girl." he whispered, watching as she let her body give way to the pleasure unfolding. Her hand felt amazing wrapped around him, he was bucking his hips slightly into each stroke, but god, he needed her. 

He curled his digits within her, and her body tensed as she ground against his hand, her free hand grabbing his chest as she cried out in pleasure. He could feel her walls fluttering close around his digits, her juices coating them. As she stopped rocking her hips, he tilted his head, pulling his digits from her. He brought his digits to his mouth, tasting her juices off them and, god, she tasted divine. And she watched him, panting softly. Did she look shocked? Or just plain amazed? 

"Are you sure about this, doll?" He asked and she nodded her head "I need to hear you say it."

"Yes." She said, running her tongue over her bottom lip "Please." her last word was a whispered, and his gaze dropped as a smile tugged on the corner of his lips. Nodding his head, his right hand wrapped around the wrist of the hand that was wrapped around his shaft, moving it and placing it on his shoulder before going to her waist as he directed her to lift her hips. When she did he shifted. Was he feeling anxious? Yes. He was afraid of hurting her. God, she was so fragile. He positioned the tip of his shaft against her entrance, running it along her folds to collect her juices, that alone was pulling at his control and restraint. He could feel the warmth radiating from her and it..almost broke him. He watched as he positioned his shaft at her entrance, biting on his lower lip as she slowly slid down, a soft breathy moan escaping her, and he felt that fluttering warmth opening up as he filled her, and it was amazing. He couldn't and would never be able to describe that feeling. Once he filled her completely, she stilled for a few moments, and he fought against every urge to buck his hips, giving her time to adjust to him. 

​Irina finally began to rise and fall, with Bucky's hands on her rear guiding her. Her moans filled the room, buckys grunts and feral growls vibrating from deep within. Leaning forward, he captured her lips, his tongue evading her mouth once more as her hands gripped at his chest, her pace increasing. 

He felt that pleasure building in him, and he could feel her warmth fluttering around him, it was like the softest of velvets wrapped around him. Moving his right hand, he brought it between them, finding that sweet bundle of nerves and rubbing against it and her  hips jerked. What he didn't expect was for her to bite on his bottom lip, but boy, he loved that. He moved down her neck, niping and biting at the sensitive flesh before locking onto her pressure point and she tensed, crying out in pleasure as her hips began grinding against him, his hand still rubbing against that little bundle of nerves as he walls fluttered close around him, keeping him prisoner as her juices flowed, bringing around her second orgasm of the night. As her hips slowly came to a halt, Bucky kissed the spot where he had all but sunk his teeth into her, marking her, before moving up her neck and coming to her ear.

"I'm not finished with you yet," he whispered, 

"What?" she squeaked and he moved his hand, bringing it to her back, and he pressed her against his chest, sitting back against the couch, his left hand gripping at her hip to keep hips still as he began thrusting up into her sensitive flesh. She lay against his chest, her forehead pressed into his neck as his hand that was pressed against her neck moved up, entwining in those strands of chestnut hair. God, the feeling was amazing. Her hands gripped at his chest, her nails tearing into his flesh which only made his pace increase, pounding upwards against her core. He could feel that tingle, that brisk feeling creeping up on him, his grip on her hip tightening as he nails dragged against his skin, how feral growls vibrated from his chest, feeling that heat rushing through his veins and spreading to his groin. He could heard her small, soft cries of pleasure, the room was filled with the beautiful sound of him moving within her, taking her with each slide of his shaft within her, and he felt her body tense once more, that heat spreading through him reaching every last part of him as her walls clamped down around him, a deep pleasure filled groan emmiting from him as he released inside of her, filling her with his seed. He continued rocking his hips, letting them both ride out the last few waves of their orgasm before he came to a stop. He was panting, and she was absolutely lifeless against his chest. 

"Are you okay?" Bucky asked, his grip on her hip releasing, his right hand entangling from her hair. She turned her head, looking at him, giving a nod.

"Mhm." She hummed, and he smiled at her, and she only offered him a lazy smile. Slowly she lifted off him "Bucky I need to get a shower because...mess.." 

"What? Oh..." He nodded, and when she went to stand her knees literally gave way and he leaned forward catching her before she could literally topple over "Right, Ill wait in the bedroom, incase you fall in the shower and hurt yourself, doll." 

"Mhm." Irina hummed and he guided her to the bedroom, watching as she walked into the bathroom. Suddenly he was aware that he was....he was standing in front of alpine naked. So, he grabbed the throw blanket, wrapping it around his waist. Going to the closet he took out one of his tops for Irina because..she wore them all the time, she might as well now. It made more sense now.  Going to the bathroom, he set his top on the side for her before leaving. Give her, privacy especially..now. A few minutes passed and Irina came out, her hair wet from the water, wearing his black top. There was a light trail of pink across her cheek, as she walked over to the bed, climbing on it. Turning she looked at him and he walked over to her, placing a kiss against her head.

"Lie down with alpine, ill be back soon." He said and she nodded, giving him a lazy smile as she basically fell down onto the pillows and pulled alpine over to her. He walked into the bathroom, removing the throw blanket and setting it aside before turning on the shower water, and stepping in. God, usually he would have to...come here when Irina was here to stop those urges..but now...He felt amazing. He actually felt good. Stepping out of the shower, he dried off before he put on fresh boxers before going out to the bedroom. Irina was mumbling little things to alpine, scratching him behind the ears and it only made him smile. He made his way to the bed, and alpine got up and went to the bottom of the bed as Bucky lay down on it. She shifted closer to him, laying her head on his chest, and he wrapped his arm around her. 

"You never told me what vegetable you would be." Irina suddenly said, causing Bucky to furrow his brows to try and understand what she was talking about before he realised it was from their earlier conversation. Suddenly he laughed before exhaling deeply. When she turned her head to look at him, he saw that deep bruise forming on her neck that he caused....whilst...biting her... Lifting his hand, he tucked her hair behind her ear, to at least see the bruise better. Was he happy it was there? It would surely tell others she was not available, that she belonged to someone. Did it hurt her? He didn't think it did "James."

"Yes? Yes. Vegetable." He said, furrowing his brows. Was he actually thinking about this? Apparently he had,= too, "Cabbage. Nobody likes them." 

"I like cabbage." Irina suddenly said, a smile pulling on her lips.

"Yeah but you're weird." Bucky admitted, looking at her. Did his thoughts just become words without his consent? Absolutely. Did he think he offended her? Yes. But he saw that little light in her eyes dance as she leaned up and pressed a kiss against his lips. When she pulled back he only stared at her, how did he get so lucky? god knows he didn't deserve this.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" He asked and she shook her head

"Absolutely not.." Irina confirmed, a trail of pink spreading across her cheeks "Far from it." she whispered and he grinned at her as her gaze lowered "How did it feel?" He had to know, he had to know it felt just as good for her as it did for him, because god, it was fucking amazing for him. 

"Much different than the last time," she admitted, and he raised his brow and she looked at him. "Amazing." she whispered, and he nodded his head, leaning up and rolling them over. As he looked down at her, he cupped her face, his thumb trailing across her lower lip.

"Good." he mumbled, running his tongue along his bottom lip "Because nobody else but me is ever going to touch you like that again." he said, his thumb dragging her lower lip and she nodded her head "You belong to me now, doll." A smile pulled on her lips as he leaned moved his hand, leaning down and pressing his lips against hers. And he meant that, he would kill anybody who even so much as looked at her the wrong way. Hell, if he could banish improper thoughts from guys minds about her, he would. Bucky was protective over what was his, he was not a man to share.

[life-beyond-now-blog]

I have used the platform to get over another, now I shall use it again. 10 years. 10 years I had put my life into someone for things only to an end. I wish I had ended it sooner or they would have. I think we both knew this day was going to come but we both needed something from the other person. I hate to say it, but did we both just use each other? I think we both had/have love for each other but it was never what it was supposed to be. Part of me does wish we would have moved on sooner. Maybe then I would be in a better place then I am now? Maybe I would be with someone else that is for me? Or maybe I would be just as lonely. I will be sad when you go but I can feel that I will be relieved from this sadness we have gotten our selves into for the past 10 years. Now, we have to wonder how we will be friends? I actually think it will be easier this time then what it has before. We love one another but we were never in loved. You and I both moved on a long time ago. I dont believe we will have any resolved feelings. 

Lately, I have been thinking of her.. The one who first got me. I wonder how she is doing? Does she ever think of me? I wonder who she is now. Its been 11 year since I last saw you. Part of me wishes I could text you. I wonder if you would even respond. Would I appear to be a physco? Do you even have the same number.. I saw you the other day, on instagram. Yes I was creeping. You look the same but so different. I wish I could just talk with you one last time to see what that interaction would be like for us. Maybe one day we will get too. Perhaps fate will bring us together one day. I truly believe that if we were supposed to be that it would be. Some things just take time. I miss what we used to have. Does that mean that I am not necessarily missing you but what we had together? I wish I had that with someone else. Will someone love me like you did? I had some of my happiest moments and proably the worst moments of my life too. I wonder what our interaction would be like. would we talk for a second? or just make a small glance at one other, just a smile across a room. If we did talk, would it be genuine? Would we have a long convo? would we meet up maybe to just see how our lives are going. I still think of you after all these years. I wish I didnt. I know I have “moved” on but my heart still feels you and what we had together. 

I hope you are well. Maybe, just maybe, our paths will cross again. But until then I will always be thinking of you. 

[padf00ts-l0ver]

𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑.

(chapter one)

A/N- Ah! The new modified chapter of Betty Becker is now finally here! Will probably make more edits because i’m too indecisive but for now- it’s fine.. ENJOY<3

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“So what are we watching?” Tara was over at your house tonight, her Mother out of town on business, so you two planned on pizza and a movie night which was just starting to kick off right about now. Snacks all laid out over the couch, warm blankets over both of you.

“I have no idea..” you replied, eyes stuck on the screen of your TV, you’d seen mostly everything on Netflix and scrolling through all the same columns of movies wasn’t very amusing.

“Scary movie? Romantic comedy? .. High school musical?” Tara loved the high school musical movies, she’d always attempt to put one on whenever any of your friends had a movie night, but a lot of the time they were quickly switched over, you had to laugh.

“Tara babe,” a smile decorating your face, “we’re not watching people sing away their feelings tonight” amused, you scrolled down to the thriller movie genre.

“I don’t know what you have against them,” she looked over at you, “Zac Efron is a god, nothing beats the soundtrack of those movies, literally nothing”

You chuckled, “okay, what about.. American Physco? Patrick Bateman?” Both you and Tara had watched it multiple times, but you were definitely not complaining, Christian Bale is forever iconic in this movie.

“We literally watched this last Saturday” her lips pulled in a thin smile, head tilted, still waiting for you to cave and show Troy Bolton on the screen.

“So?” you said rhetorically, pressing play and hearing her groan playfully.

Your parents agreed to getting you and Tara pizza for dinner, but when they called the worker told them that delivery would take at least an hour, so they just drove up to get it instead. Your house was further out from the main town, so it took about 15 minutes to drive there, and another 15 back, depending on the traffic in town, you’d have no problem with it closer to your house though, given how secluded it was.

You were getting hungry, despite all the little snacks you had set out, and by the audible rumbling of Tara’s stomach, you knew she was too.

You let the movie run, it was only just starting anyway, “Hey, do you want me to make us some popcorn?” you asked her.

“Yeah sure, that’d be great” she smiled, “d’you want some help?” she asked, ‘she was always kind’, you thought.

“Uhh.. no- but you can keep me company” you smiled at her, she returned it.

---

The popcorn was now in the microwave and had about 2 minutes left until it was all done, so you began to get some bowls out the cupboards.

“Hey, do you remember if Amber was doing anything tonight?” you asked over your shoulder,

“Uh- no, I don’t think she said anything,” Tara said, eyebrows pinched together, trying to think of just what your friends plans were tonight, but coming up with nothing, shrugging her shoulders.

“D’you wanna text her? See if she can come around? It’ll be like old times, the big sleepovers we used to have together in like- 6th grade.” You laughed slightly at the memory of you all, 3 small 12 year old’s building life size forts in your trampoline to sleep in for the night, or attempt to sleep in.. you never made it past an hour before hurrying back inside.

That was one of the last better times you could remember of the three of you, before everything started going to shit.

“Betty- the three of us had a sleepover like 2 weeks ago? Stop trying to be nostalgic right now” she teased.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, your eyes darted toward the sound, “who is it?”

“Speak of the devil..” she looked up at you from across the bench, your eyebrows raised in questioning, though you had a pretty good idea of who it was. “Amber.” She told you, you made an ‘ah’ sound in response.

“Tell her to come over!” you urged, waiting to see this pan out, Amber was always hard to get, even when it came down to hanging out with her friends after school. “I would, but my phone’s dead, I’ll charge it later.”

She did, typing out ‘you should come over here, Betty and I are waiting on pizza and popcorn, movie night ;)’ pressing send and waiting for those three lines to show up..

You leant over the counter slightly, lifting one of the knives in their block, not taking it out fully, just looking at it, passing time.

Tara’s phone buzzed, ‘you’re gonna have to do better than that’

‘we’re watching American Physco’, which got a quick reply of ‘SOLD’ and a follow up, ‘I’ll leave in a minute x’

But just then, a loud RING of a telephone caught your attention, startled you dropped the knife back into it’s place. You glanced at Tara, who also had been caught off guard by the loud noise and walked to the landline, in the living room. Since the living area and kitchen was an open floorplan with no doors blocking the two areas, it was only a few steps you had to walk until the ringing stopped.

“Hello?” you answered, head tilting to the side, looking over at your friend, who stared at you questioningly, not knowing who was on the other end.

“Hello.. who is this?” you smiled slightly, a small laugh caught in your throat, here we go.

“Well, shouldn’t you know who you’re talking to? You were the one who called me..”

Tara signalled your attention across the room, still wondering who was on the phone, you took the phone away from your ear, pressing the speaker button, allowing her to hear as well.

“I suppose you’re right, huh?” they said, voice deep, supposedly unrecognisable.

“I suppose I am” smile still present, a teasing tone to your voice.

They laughed on the other end, “I was actually looking for Leslie, Leslie Becker.” Your Mother.

“Ah, well I can assure you that I am no Leslie, who’s asking for her?” you walked back over to the kitchen, where Tara was waiting for you, standing next to her.

“I am.” They answered.

“Well obviously” you giggled, “But who are you exactly?”

“You can tell her Charlie called..” they said, sounding all too friendly, Tara had her eyebrows furrowed in curiosity, never hearing your Mom mentioning a ‘Charlie’ before, neither had you. “I’m from her group, she’ll know who I am.”

“From her group, huh?” your lips puckered in thought, “I don’t think I’ve heard anything about this- group” eyes looking down at the cell phone.

“Oh, you would have” … “trust me.”

“Hm.” You only hummed in response, eyes now finding Tara’s, she reached down and covered the speaker of the phone for a moment.

“They sound kinda sketchy? Don’t you think?” she whispered to you.

“Mm- I don’t know, maybe I just haven’t been listening when my Mom’s been talking about that group?” you smiled reassuringly at her, her eyes still concerned, but alas she let her hand off the speaker.

“I’ll let her know you called.” You said, raising you hand to hang up, until-

“wait!” they said.. “she talks about you, y’know.”

“well, what does she say?” Tara looked down at her phone again, beginning to type a message to Amber, ‘some weirdo calling on Betty’s landline, think it’s her Mom’s secret boyfriend or something lol’

“She tells me about your love of scary movies..” the voice said.

“I do really like scary movies” you replied, a small smile etching onto your face, amused with how this call was going.

“Hm, what’s your favourite scary movie?” They asked you.

Tara’s phone vibrated signalling another message, ‘Haha good luck with that one, LMK how it goes ’

“Well, I mean you’ve gotta love the originals right? Stab would have to be my personal favourite, very 90’s.” you played along, Tara made an almost inaudible sigh of disappointment, not wanting the person on the other line to know she was there, but needing to remind you of her disliking toward those movies.

“Stab, huh?” they seemed curious now, “wouldn’t that be a little scary? Considering you live in the town that all those murders started in?”

“That makes it all the better don’t you think? All those other movies, you know they’re fake.. but with these ones, you know that people really lived it, y’know?” you said.

“That’s true.. do you remember the beginning?” they asked, before stopping, “That’s a silly question, of course you- of all people would remember the opening scene to Stab, right?” your eyes shot to Tara’s, hers started back at you, looking unsettled at the message behind their comment…

“What are you talking about?” tongue moving to the side of your cheek, eyebrows furrowed.

“You know what I’m talking about” they replied, a light tone to their voice, playful almost. “It was your Aunt who started the whole franchise, isn’t that amazing?”

“I have a fantastic memory, would you like me to remind you?” they questioned, rhetorically, because after just a moment and before you could reply they said- “It started off with Casey Becker, home alone, she answers the wrong number and starts unknowingly talking to the killer, who makes her play a game..” it was eerily quiet for a moment, all that was heard was yours and Tara’s breathing.

“Would you like to play a game.. Betty?”

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! You jumped. Startled by the sound of the microwave going off, signalling the popcorn was ready to be taken out, you let out a breath and noticed Tara do the same.

“Fuck you. You’re weird.” You hung up the phone, “Hey, I think I’m just gonna go lock the doors, y’know- just in case..” you told Tara, chuckling reluctantly, trying to lighten the atmosphere, leaving the kitchen.

She nodded, opening her phone again messaging Amber ‘it was some physco, about to lock the doors.’

Getting an almost immediate reply, ‘WFT?? U 2 OK?’

[duskwoodgirl4life]

Chapter 8

The next morning Jake and MC had found a place so they went too have a look round, it was a simple apartment. There was an open plan living room and kitchen, there was 2 bedrooms and a bathroom with a walk in shower. They both signed the paperwork and could move in right away luckily the apartment came fully furnished. So they didn't need too worry about having too by furniture, they didn't have much too pack and were moved on with in a couple hours.

Jessy arrived at the aroura and Phil let her in, he grabbed a couple cups of coffee and went too sit down.

Jessy: so what did you want too talk about?

Phil: I wanted too talk about Hannah with everything that's been happening, I thought we could have a celebration for her return.

Jessy: that's a brilliant idea I can definitely help with that

Phil: now, I don't have an issues with Jake coming but MC is not allowed

Jessy: I can ask but I don't think he will show not without MC

Phil: I heard about the meet up the other day, Lilly said MC was completely controlling Jake

Jessy: that's what she told me they only stayed for 5 minutes and then left, anyway I will work on the guest list and food. When were you thinking this weekend?

Phil: yeah that would work perfect

Jessy: okay I'll go work on this and get back too you

Now that MC and Jake had settled in too their new apartment, MC sat down and sent a message too Cleo.

MC: hey Cleo, just wanted too let you know we are out of the motel and in an apartment

Cleo: hey MC, that's great news

MC: I can text you the address and show you round

Cleo: excellent, perfect reason for me too bring round a cake, see you later

MC put her phone down and went into the bedroom, where Jake had set up his computers. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him on the neck taking in his sent. Jake was nearly at the finish line he would soon become a free man, he was now helping out the FBI too bring down a major drug dealer.

MC: how soon will you be finished?

Jake: I just have too send over the information i got from the bank accounts then I am finished why?

MC: well it is a new apartment and it would be a shame too let that new bed go too waste

MC stood there with a devilish grin on her face, Jake took her hand lightly kissing her hand up and down. Jake gave MC that look too let her know he had finished his work, taking hold of his hand she lead him onto the bedroom. As the clothes flew across the room Jake's phone buzzed it was a message from Hannah. But Jake wasn't about too stop what he was doing for anything.

Hannah: oh my sweet, sweet sexy hacker how I miss you so much, I will be having a celebration at the aroura on Saturday too celebrate my return. I really want you too be there please say you will come? Please don't bring MC just tell her something and that it's important that you come see me. I love you Jake xxxxx

Later that afternoon Cleo had come round too visit MC and Jake, she brought round one of her cakes as a home warming. MC cut 3 pieces and put them on too plates along with a pot of coffee.

Cleo: the apartment is really nice you really landed on your feet with this

MC: we were so lucky too get it there was a lot of people lined up too come see it

Cleo: have you heard from the others lately?

MC: not since I left the group oh Jessy messaged but that's about it

Jake: and not forgetting my physco sister that keeps sending me texts

MC: she text him before inviting him too the aroura on Saturday, they are having some celebration for Hannah.

Cleo: I just don't get what's got into her I really don't understand her anymore, I don't understand why they don't believe you.

Jake: I don't get it either she thinky I am going too leave MC and be with her

Cleo: she's totally crazy

MC: we do have some good news Jake will soon be a free man

Cleo: what? Really? That's brilliant how did that come about?

Jake: the FBI made a deal with me they wanted me too hack into several bank accounts too help bring down a massive drug ring.

Cleo: wow!! That's really something, have you thought what you are going too do with Hannah?

MC: I wanted too kill her but Jake won't let me, so we are going too leak all the texts too the group chat

Jake: i should of done this when it first started

Cleo: as long as the truth gets out that's the main thing

They all sat and talked for awhile and discussed how they would leak the texts, after Cleo had gone Jake and MC crashed on the couch watching movies

[darkest-writer]

The Doll-Maker’s Story:Part II

After you found out that you were pregnant. You take a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom. 

As soon as you are downstairs, in the living room, you approached Donna who was fixing on some doll. Before you could place your hand on her shoulder. She looks at you with a smile. “....Hello (Y/N)...” She said. You didn’t say anything. Donna noticed that there’s something wrong. Donna gets up and grabbed your hands. You started to sob. “Donna....” You spoke. The Doll-maker looks at you. “P-promise me you won’t panic...?” You asked, wiping your eyes. Donna sighed. “....No.” She replied. “...I- I won’t.” You grabbed your wife’s hand and placed it over your stomach. She gasped. “(Y/N)? A- are you pregnant....?” She asked with shock. You let go of her hand and run upstairs. You went to your bedroom and shut the door. You are on the bed, crying hard. Then you heard footsteps coming towards you. You slowly turned around. It’s Donna. “Yes Donna...” You said. “I am....”

Donna sat beside you and grabbed a hold of your hand. “I would never leave you...” She said. “I love you, (Y/N)....” You smiled and hugged her. “I love you too.” Donna holds you close. Then you gasped. You look at your wife. “What if...Mother Miranda finds out?!” You said. “.... She won’t...” The Doll-Maker said. “....She already has Rose... and it’s not of her concern...” You smiled as Donna takes you in her arms. You safe and sound when you’re around Donna.

-----

It’s been five months, and your stomach is already showing. You’re excited to find if it’s a boy or a girl. You smiled as you stroke your belly. Heisenberg should be here soon with a sonogram. You sat down on the couch with Donna. She looks at you as she strokes your belly. “Do you want our baby to be a boy or a girl?” You asked. Donna looks down. “... Either one is fine...” She replied. “No, you have to chose one.” You chuckled. Donna took awhile to respond. “...A girl... She’ll be beautiful and clever like you....” She replied. Then a knock was heard at the door. Donna gets up to go answer and it was Heisenberg. 

“These creepy ass physco dolls tried to jump me!” He said as he takes a step in. Donna rolled her eyes with a sigh. “Anyway, where’s (Y/N)?” He asked.

“I’m over here!” You called. Heisenberg greeted you as he coming next to you. “So we are find out the gender of this child and make sure it’s healthy.” He said as he sets up the sonogram. “Damn! I hope you guys don’t traumatize the child with these creepy ass dolls.”

You couldn’t help but to chuckle at his attitude. “I’m gonna poor this liquid. It’s cold so... don’t panic or struggle. It’s only for a second.” He said. You nodded. You inhaled sharply a few times then nod at Heisenberg, letting him know that you’re ready. Heisenberg pours the freezing liquid on your belly. You panted, but remained still and calm. He moves the camera over on you.

“Damn thing taking awhile!” He said. Then an image of a infant appeared. “Finally!” You gasped at you see the infant in you. “It’s... girl!” You cheered. Donna smiled. Heisenberg chuckled. “An uncle of four.” He said. “How lovely.” You tilted your head. “Four?” You asked. 

“Well, my sister, Lady Supersized bitch! Has three rabid daughters. And the fourth well.. It’s Donna’s” Heisenberg said. Heisenberg puts the technology away and heads out.

Donna sits besides you and strokes your belly. “.... Our little girl will be beautiful like yours...” She said, stroking your cheek.

Later in bed, you and Donna were laying together. Donna was stroking your belly. You were worried about something. About Mother Miranda finding out. Donna notices your expressions. “(Y/N)....?” She asked. “....What’s wrong...?”

“Donna... it’s about Mother Miranda....” You replied. “...I’m just paranoid.” Donna grabs your hand. “...Nothing will happen...” She said. “... I promise... I will protect you and our daughter....” You smile at her. Donna kisses you deeply. You rest with her and shut your eyes to fall asleep. Nothing could go wrong. But that’s what ya’l think.

[myonepiece]

Okay so here's a fun idea for a songfic! Can I have a songfic with Kid with a ex-gf who's in a punk band (she was originally part of the crew but left it after a rough ending of their relationship), the crew hears about a concert on the island they're stopping at. Kid wants to go just to kind of laugh but when they go, he's kind of in shock at their progression.

She spots them in the crowd, focusing on Kid before whipping out either Black Sheep by Metric or Everything Back But You by Avril Lavgne. I know not true punky songs but they fit well enough lol

Maybe end it where they kind of make up?

Omg yess I love sad love ;-;

But You

A Eustass Kid Scenario

•~•~•~•~

Kid’s days had melted together, and eventually so did his weeks and so did the momths. It was all just a blur of violence, looting, drinking, and a painful grip on his heart. He thought about that day everynight, he would drink to forget but when he lay in bed piss drunk the only thing he could think about was the sight of you in another man’s arms and the look of horror on your face as he was shot in the head by an “unknown” attacker.

Flashback

You sat in an old rundown inn, your mind clouded with the alcohol you had tried to drown yourself in. The post card hanging from your hand by the tips of your cold fingers.

You should leave, I’ve had my fun but it’s time to be serious

I want you to be her

I’ll be in my workshop late tonight

I expect you to be gone by the time I’m back

The mangled postcard smelled of cheap perfume, but you were too focused on the words to put much thought to that. He must’ve been with her when he wrote it, her perfume wearing off on the paper. You had caught her clinging on to him, and in a fit of rage and jealousy you had ran to another man and betrayed the trust you had built with Kid.

You had blacked out after a few rounds of hard liquor and a gunshot through the head of the man in front of you splattering blood across your face. When you awoke you were laying in the bed of a dirty inn, and the Victoria Punk was gone, the only thing left was a postcard signed with the captain’s name.

End of flashback

You were sitting in the kitchen of your ship, eating with your band/crew, conversing over the show you were playing tomorrow night followed by a break for a few days. You’re punk music career had been keeping you busy for the past two months, and you were trying enjoying yourself when you played with them.

Still, late at night when the alcohol wore off, it brought you to a state of mind with terrified you, bringing back every single memory of your previous voyages with your ex captain. You would allow yourself to wallow in self pity until the next day, when you would return to your punk and fiery personality that was so well known across the seas.

Kid rested his chin in the palm of his hand as he stared at the poster Killer had handed him, portraying a picture of the punk band that held a reputation despite not being a big pirate or anything similar. He stared at the bright smile that haunted his dreams, his nightmares, and his every waking thought. The smile he loved but despised more than anything.

There was nothing he desired more than to have you back. Killer had explained what was likely going through your mind at the sight of the whore clinging to him. She was simply a lowlife wannabe pirate princess who held no importance in his life whatsoever. He had killed her for ruining his love, but it was too late to mend what he had done for you had already fled the island, ripping part of him away with you. So with one more swig of beer, he set course for your show.

Arriving at the start of your second song, the Kid pirates walked into the cheering crowd that surrounded your stage. Kid’s breath caught in his throat as he stared longingly at the angel he had lost months ago, the way your leather clothes hugged your curves and your hair swaying lit up by the lights, intoxicated him beyond rational thoughts. He stared frozen in place.

As the crowd roared with cheers, you grinned at the wave of fans that made everyday happier. But all color drained from your face as your eyes met the red head’s. Even from far away shrouded in darkness you recognized his fur coat and bright red hair that you had come to loathe. Your heart’s beat drowned out the cheers of the crowd as your head swam with emotions that you had shoved down and drowned in whiskey for the past two months. With your brain clouded over and a surge of impulsiveness, you turned and instructed your band to play your song. The crowd quieted down and your band struck up the tune, you kept your eyes glued to Kid’s which had never once left yours.

Two months away from you but I couldn’t tell,

I thought that everything was gonna be fine

The postcard that you wrote

With that stupid little note

Something wasn’t quite right about it

It smelled like cheap perfume

And it didn’t smell like you

Kid knew exactly what you were singing about, and it broke his heart to relive it from your point of view. He felt a sting in his eyes but was too wrapped up in your voice to do anything about it.

There is no way you can get around it

Because you wrote “I wish you were her”

But you left out the “e”

You left without me

And now you’re somewhere out there with a

Hey, Hey

Physco, babe I hate you

Why are guys so lame

Everything I gave you

I want everything back but you

Under the lights, you could’ve sworn you saw a glittering tear slide down Kid’s cheek and fall onto the fur of his coat.

My friends tried to tell me all along

That you weren’t the right one for me

As the music faded out and was replaced by cheers and hollers, you broke eye contact and swiftly walked off the stage- you had to get out of here. The crew quickly packed up the intrsuments and supplies, and you were the last to head down towards the docks. While walking on the path down to the docks, clitching your coat around you, footsteps appeared behind you. You already knew who it was, and you picked up your pace. As the footsteps picked up pace too you started running down the path.

“Y/N!!” You tried to tune out his desperate pleas, but a hand reached out and firmly wrapped around your wrist holding you back.

“Turn around Y/N. Why are you running from me?” Kid’s voice was quiet ending the question. He sounded like a lost child, not the captain of one of the most feared pirate crews.

Slowly your straighten up and turn around facing your ex lover. He has tears brimming your eyes, something you never thought you’d see. It makes your own eyes tear up as you stand in silence just taking in the sight of each other. He looks like a mess to be honest, you can make out the dark eye bags and the small stubble on his chin. You have to say a small part of you likes seeing himself ins such bad shape over little old you.

“What do you want Kid, I have a boat to catch” you talk to him coldly, feeling slight guilt as he had been talking so softly to you.

“I just want you back angel”

“You left me, why do you want me back? What about your other whore” you see Kid wince at your harsh words and unwavering icy stare.

“She was some lowsy wannabe, I was trying to get her off, I would never jeopardize what we have”

“Had, what we had”

“It’s not gone Y/N, is it?” It wasn’t, as much as you hated Kid for leaving you alone, you couldn’t deny that your love for him still burned in your chest. Tears now streamed down your face as you hardened your glare.

“It’s gone Kid. Everything is gone”

“You know I didn’t do anything with that girl, so what did I do” It’s true that you know he didn’t do anything with the girl, because you had heard of her gruesome death by Kid’s hand, abs the fact that Kid had rented an Inn room and layed you in the bed meant he still cared for you when he left you. But that’s what he did, he left you all alone.

“You left me... YOU LEFT ME ALONE!” Your sadness turned to anger as you thought of all the things you had done for him only to be cast aside and left so easily. You stepped closer to him still scolding him-

“AFTER EVERYTHING WE’VE BEEN GHROUGH YOU THREW ME ASIDE SO EASILY! AND IT HURT KID, YOU HURT ME!” You stood directly in front of Kid now, you landed a hit against his broad chest. As your sobs became stronger so did your hits.

“I HATE YOU EUSTASS KID” You cried out at you landed your final punch and felt your legs begin to give. Before you could fall, Kid grabbed your shoulders tightly,

“I’m so sorry Y/N, I love you more than anything and I’ll do anything to get you back. You think leaving you didn’t hurt me? It hurt coming back to get you and finding out you already left!” Kid raised his voice as his anger came bubbling to the surface.

“I’m not supposed to feel like this Y/N this is weakness and pirates aren’t supposed to have that! Dont you get it?! YOU’RE MY WEAKNESS AND I WANT YOU BACK!” You tried to squirm away but Kid pulled you harshly into his chest and held you there.

“Please come back, let’s forget this ever happened. I’m not leaving you ever again angel” Kid whispered into your hair. He sounded genuine, and you could feel your hard self control wearing thin. You inhaled the familiar scent of Kid, and with your sigh you caved and grabbed onto his coat pulling him closer to you. You felt him let out a shaky sigh and he pulled you closer and softened his embrace. That night he held you closer and tighter than he ever had, he showed his full vulnerability to you and he was scared that you would use it against him. But he realized he didn’t have to be afraid of that because he would never give you a reason to leave him ever again, because the only thing he can hold onto, is you.

[typicalmidnightsoul]

A concept...

Nesta x Eris Vanserra brotp

Just hear me out ok?! Ok. Thank you.

Understanding each other when the whole world is against them.

Eris about to throw hands but getting THAT look from Nesta and shutting his mouth.

Eris and Nesta gossiping about everyone like, "Love his jacket" - "he might be a dick but he sure has good taste"

Imagine Morrigan's shock, imagine the inner circle's shock. 

I’d live for the drama. Full on. 

Call me a bitch but... Feyre understanding that Nesta can make friends outside of the IC... as can Lucien.

Nesta would be his confidant and he would be hers. 

I honestly think Eris would protect Nesta from the venomous snake that is Morrigan (My hate for her is deep and don’t even bother trying to change it)

“Don’t talk to her like that. whatever problem you might have with me, DO NOT DEMEAN NESTA.”

I also think that Nesta would protect Eris from Cassian and Azriel. Like we all know mami is a fucking physco (I aspire to be like that) so she’d probably just jump in between like”Move Nesta”- “make me” while Eris is trying to subtly push her outta the way

“DON’T TOUCH ME VANSERRA,”

“yes ma’am.” 

Cassian’s jealousy

Nesta getting mad at Cassian because he belittles him at every chance he gets as does Eris and she just watches them fight.

I’m basically seeing Nesta just in the middle saying a Veronica lodge line:

“I can’t stand the male toxicity in this room.” every time they fight.

The IC might make peace with Eris because if Nesta knows the truth, what happened and why he did what he did then they might...ya never know.

Matching outfits. 

And the most important thing:

He would belong solely to her and no one else.

He’d make her laugh and she’d make him show his true self to the world.

The Queen of Death and the Lord of fire. 

Thank you for coming to my ted talk

[the-fiction-witch]

Mummy P16

Media TMR X PHYSCO 1960s

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Readert

Rating Sad / Spooky/ Dark AF

Warnings stuff gets... bad, / rape/ sexual crimes/ sexual assult/ abuse/

I woke to the usual shadow on the ceiling of the window and its bars,  

"Morning," Newt spoke up. 

I sat up a little puzzled as to why he wasn't in bed, he was standing at the wardrobe and chest of draws with a laundry basket folding and putting away the freshly cleaned clothes, 

"Morning? What are you doing?" I asked sitting up fully leaning my back on the headboard. 

"Putting laundry away?" he chuckled

"I- I didn't know you knew how to do that?" I asked, 

"I feel somewhat offended" He laughed 

"I'm sorry newt I've just never seen you do... housework before, let alone laundry?" I explained "I didn't know you knew how to do it"

"I know how to do it sugar cube"

"I had to teach you a lot of things you can't blame me for being unsure what you do and don't know newt"

"That's fair" he nodded "I didn't know to be honest, I've seen you do it so much I just kinda figured it out, Mummy is out said she had to go get something from the shops she wouldn't tell me what, I went around the house again still can't find a damn key and I did try to break the door but the chair was going to give before the door so that was a bust." he explained "I didn't want to wake you so I did the laundry"  

I smiled climbing out of bed and wrapping my arms around him as he folded the laundry "Ummmm You're learning so much"

"I have a very good teacher" he cooed "I have to learn can't be reliant on you and mummy for everything," he said "I'll have to do housework sometimes when we have our own little house won't I? Can't leave it all to my lovely wife"

"I mean, you don't have an education newt? I do. and I did have a job."

"Good point..." he nods "hhuuuu! I can be a househusband" he smiled excitedly

"You could if that's what you'd like newt" I smiled 

"I need to learn to cook," He said "So my lovely wifey can go off to work, I can clean the house, do the laundry and have dinner waiting for my sugar cube when she gets home" he smiled cuddling me back 

"You'd really want that?"

"Of course, unless of course, I'm going to school which would be nice there are so... gaps in my knowledge"

"Well see," I smiled giving him a kiss "Let me finish-"

"No no it's fine I got it," he said finishing the last of the laundry "Could maybe... I pick out your dress?"

"You always do" 

"I know I enjoy it" he smiled he went to the wardrobe and pulled out a sweet green dress he laid out my clothes and as usual helped me get dress 

"Ummm warm" I smiled

"fresh from the dryer for my little sugar cube" He smiled kissing my head as he finished the last two buttons on the dress "Now, there is another load going round the machine but that's got a good hour left, so what would you like to do today?"

"Lets go have another look at that door" I smiled "And I'll make you some waffles" I gave him a kiss and headed out the bedroom

"Waffles!" he smiled basically chasing after me "I love you!"

 I sat on the toilet as usual Ava had dragged me out of bed to sit there, she was leant on the doorframe waiting as I had now taken two tests and they needed to process beside the small egg timer on the sink, Newt sat on the edge of the bathtub glaring at her 

"Is this really necessary?" he asked

"Yes" she snapped

"There is no need," He says "I've told you we don't need to"

"Well I like to check" 

"Y/n isn't pregnant. She can't be." 

Just then the timer went off so she grabbed the tests and checked them 

"Look all you want she's not pregnant we haven't-"

"All perfect, congratulations dear" she smiled handing me over the test I grabbed it in shock seeing the two pink lines as clear as day

"That... that's not possible" 

"She's not pregnant, she can't be pregnant we haven't-" He complained as he checked the test too I didn't know what to do trying to wrap my head around how this was possible "What did you do?" 

"How dare you accuse-" 

"What did you do mother! what did you do, Tell me now. Because I know for a fact she can't be pregnant unless there is something you want to tell me" 

she looked sheepish "I just wanted you to be happy"

"What did you do!"

"You were so happy when she was pregnant. I wanted you to be happy, I wanted to make sure you got the best gift in the world" she explained 

"What did you do!" he screamed 

"You wouldn't listen to me! and get her pregnant on your own"

"What did you do! tell me now!" 

"I...aided the process." 

"You what?"

"I...helped things along"

"Let me guess while we were sleeping?" I asked 

"Yes," she says 

"You- how, tell me how," he says

"Well, darling-"

"Tell me!"

"Well I knew you needed to have a baby soon, I just wanted to make you happy again after what happened, So I made you a special dinner to make sure you'd sleep through the night" she explained

"You- you drugged us?" I asked 

"Well... just-"

"You drugged us!" He yelled, "You drugged us, you fed us food that would intentionally put us to sleep so we wouldn't wake up, while you did what exactly?"

"I gathered a sample and made sure it reached where it needed"

I didn't know how to react how to respond utterly frozen 

"You brought us downstairs, fed us dinner that you knew was laced with things to put us to sleep, you drugged us, you came into our room while we were unconscious, you forced me to orgasm without consent took that into what?"

"A turkey baster" she admits 

"You took it into a turkey baster and used it to forcibly impregnate my wife without consent while she too was unconscious even after we explicitly told you we didn't want to get pregnant. Is this what happened?"

"Yes, but I-"

"No. No, but! there is not a but after what you've done! what about that do you not understand! you're only getting more and more crazy and I am not dealing with this anymore! I am giving you one more chance you back off, grow up, and stop this absolute madness. or we are leaving and I promise you will never see us again except possibly from a window of whatever metal hospital they throw you in. You are sick. and it needs to stop. if you want to be a part of this child's life you will do as I ask."

"Wha-...what's happened to you? what's happened to my sweet little baby boy, I have had you in my arms since the moment you were born... and I don't recognize you. I don't know or even understand the boy before me."

"You just can't accept the man I've become."

"This is you're fault! you evil witch what have you done to my son!" she yelled trying to reach for me but immediately Newt stepped between us and pushed his mother to the bathroom floor "ahhhhhhhh!" she screamed 

"Enough. We're going to our room you will calm down or else" he warns her "You okay?" He asked and I nodded he took me in his arms and picked me up carrying me to our bedroom "What do we do?" he asked shutting the door and sitting me on the bed he put his hand through his hair 

"We stay for now. if she behaves"

"If she calms down"

"But we keep looking"

"We keep looking for a way out. and you and I only eat what we cook"

"Absolutely"

"and we lock our door"

"How?"

"Use the chair." he says "I'm not letting her near you not now your pregnant again"

"I'm sorry-"

"Sorry? What on earth are you sorry for? you've done nothing wrong sugarcookie I promise, I'm not angry at you not at all, I just want to keep you safe you and our little one" he says kissing my stomach 

I stood frying up some bacon for breakfast making sure not to let it stick or burn, Newt's arms wrapped around me his hands on my hard stomach yet to be a real bump but he was enjoying it still, his head in my neck often swaying us as we listened to the music on the radio. 

"Ahhh!" I hissed as the oil spit out from the pan and hit my hand 

"Whoa! You okay?" He asked in a panic 

"Yeah it just spits it all Newt" I answered shaking my hand in hope of ending the pain 

"let me look," he said taking my hand and checking it over "Aww my poor sugar cookie, you need to be careful," he said kissing my hand 

"That's very sweet newt, but I can't be too careful or I'll never get anything done"

"I know, sorry I'm just worried about you. Especially given everything" He says "I can't help feeling protective over you" 

"I know newt, it's okay" I smiled "Where is she anyway?"

"In her bedroom. She's pouting because I asked her to go out and get us some stuff"

"She can pout all she wants, we're not using your old crib. it's not safe I swear I got a splinter just looking at it"

"I know, she's just unhappy about it. You know what she's like"

"True, did you want to go up? check on her"

"No. I'm here helping my wife make breakfast, she wants to see me she can bring her pouty butt down here,"

"What if she's hurt? or sick?"

"Then she'll call for me." he says "Maybe we'll get lucky and she'll reveal the location of the front door key as her last words"

"Newt!"

"Yeah we wouldn't be so lucky." he sighed "I've turned this house upside down, I swear to god she's keeping the key up her-"

"Newt!" I giggled

"what? it's the only place I haven't checked. I'm starting to wonder if that's on purpose" 

"She wou-" I began but stopped short

"what?"

"I was going to say she wouldn't but."

"but?"

"I don't know what that woman would do" 

[badnew2005]

begging for synopsis of deceased dennis folie analysis fic

okay okay okay i love talking about her so much and have spent all day trying to piece bits together but in all honestly i do not remember it all :( . here is my best run down ….

basic outline is that each chapter is based off of each song from folie (however the fic was unfinished for many months before the author deleted their account </3 . i have a vague memory of it behind eight chapters long so far but am still very foggy on when it was actually last touched - i know for sure there were no chapters for 27 or tiffany blews because i was really looking forward to them) .. dennis reynolds character analysis !

disloyal order : “hey doctor i’m certifiable” . this chapter was based around dennis’ diagnosis in physco pete returns .. he’s having a hard time accepting the diagnosis and wether or not he should take his meds - if he Needs them . calls dee and asks for her opinion, very interesting look into their sibling relationship there

i don’t care : (i know there were Two charden back office hookup chapters i can’t really remember which ones which though) charden back office hookups !!! mentions of how charlie and dennis have been doing this for ages it was always casual just what they needed whenever they needed it - Until the year mac and dennis were hooking up . i can’t remember if This was the post north dakota charden back office chapter or not but . “say my name and his in the same breath i dare you to say they taste the same” dennis says macs name instead of charlies and things get heated . this is not the first time he’s done that …

she’s my winona: set during suburbs !!! “never the same person when i go to sleep as when i wake up” moment of intimacy or more realistically vulnerability . dennis can’t sleep and despite like everything he wants to be (i can’t word this right sorry) he goes across the landing and crawls into macs bed for comfort . there’s mention again of that year they were hooking up how good it all was and then how frozen it had been since . cuddles ?? i think

america’s suitehearts : (i THINK) set during north dakota . dennis is in his car, as he often is, smoking crack . mandy doesn’t know about any of it . “i’ve got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke” … contemplates going home . i think this was when he decided he needed to go back . mentions of how dee was the only person he kept in contact with properly . had asked about himself at the bar maybe and the reaction was disappointing.. i guess they don’t miss me that much huh kind of . maybe . this ones very foggy it came back this morning though

headfirst slide : i cannot remember at all what this chapter was about but i know the lyrics were “it’s a sign what if you peaked early” And “head like a steel trap, wish I didn't, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't, I don't just want to be a footnote in someone else's happiness” …. :/

shipped gold standard : again i can’t remember it at all i’m sorry . i’m pretty sure the lyrics were the “i want to scream i love you from the top of my lungs but i’m afraid that someone else will hear me” and was ab macden but . guesswork

coffees for closers : continued trend ! i can’t remember! i think the lyrics were “when they made me they broke the mould, girls used to follow me around and then i got cold” . i think this Might have been the other charden back office hookup chapter but i really can’t be sure . i’m just going to talk about that here then . again one of the charden chapters was post north dakota i can’t remember which i’m just going to keep pretending and say it’s this one . but . mac has brought some guy he likes into the bar and they’re flirting .. den gets jealous - takes charlie into the back office “at least i have the dignity to not flirt infront of the whole bar” type deal . charlies worried like hey come on they’re all out there anybody could just walk in. something happens ??? and dennis is Crying - like they’re still hooking up but charlie notices that den Is Crying and stops despite dennis not admitting it . something something comfort . charlies used to dennis being Mad or not feeling anything - but recently he’s just been mad all the time - doesn’t know quite what to do with an upset dennis, but i think den eventually lets charlie look after him in this moment .. hurt/comfort things. i think that might’ve been two chapters mixed into one but i can’t remember straight.

i can’t remember anything past this i do think that might’ve been the last chapter uploaded despite my memory of “eight” … anyways as usual here is a post where i have linked the fic incase anyone’s smarter than me and i’ve actually just been lying for the past month or so . we can see how wrong i’ve remembered this </333