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ellies-little-thing · 1 year ago

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We all die. You either kill yourself or get killed (what you gonna do? (♪ ヾ(´〇`)ﾉ♪ ) (e.w.)

My masterlist <3

pairing: ellie williams x reader

DO NOT READ IF PTSD AND VIOLENCE TRIGGER YOU

Warnings: Angst; Cheating (if you sqint); Seatle Ellie; swearing; fluf; arguing; Ellie is mean; Violence; PTSD; alucinations, death; greiving; revenge; inplied violence; reader dies at the end; Kind of proofread, English is not my first language.

Author's notes: This one is very sad, i cried whilst writing it. Nothing sexual, just simply very sad and upseting. It talks about dificult topics, pease dont read if youre easily triguered. You are warned! Enjoy! I hope you like it! Likes, reblogs and comments are always welcome! <3 (sorry, i have vines living in my head rent free)

NSFW MINORS AND MEN DNI

w/c: 11.8k

You were with the W.L.F and were forced to go on a search. Owen and Mel were there and everything was okay until Ellie came along and killed them both which only left you, She decided to keep you as a hostess , to help her find Abby and for her to come into her trap and kill her. For now you were tied down and very scared . You could only wait for what was next...

“So why are you with the WLF anyway?” Ellie asked you.

“i.... I kinda grew up there, never really had any other choice…”

“Ah I see, are you aware of the WLF history and crimes against people?”

Ellie said as she leaned over the chair you were tied to, looking down on you

“Not really, I never hurt anyone.”

“Well you still associate yourself with people who have”

Ellie said as she grabbed a dagger from her back pocket and placed it against your throat

“I don't want to be, please don't kill me…”

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t?” Ellie said with a stern look, her free hand holding up your chin a bit.

“i... I guess i dont have one…” You start crying. Ellie sighed, lowering the dagger from your neck slightly, but keeping hold of your chin still, she looked down at you as you cried.

You looked back at her. Ellie looks back at you as she holds your chin with her hand and brings her face even closer to yours.

“Are you going to kill me?” You ask her, feeling very scared. Ellie didn’t respond to your question yet as she leaned in closer still, her eyes locked onto yours.

“Please don't kill me.” You close your eyes, scared. As you closed your eyes you could feel Ellie’s lips on yours as she gave you a kiss, before she pulled away still keeping her hold on your chin and dagger against your neck. “There” Ellie whispered.

“wha.... what was that?...”

“Did you enjoy the kiss?” Ellie said with a grin on her face.

“Why did you put the blade on my neck again? please....” Ellie kept the blade against your neck, holding you against the chair you were tied to. “I just wanted to see if you enjoyed it, and it seems I have my answer, not that it changes anything.” Ellie said with a grin still on her face.

“I'm not a whore you can kiss when you feel like it.”

“Oh I’m sorry, did you not like it?” Ellie said in a sarcastic mocking tone, she pulled her dagger away from your neck and placed it back into her back pocket, keeping her hands on your chin still.

“Stop looking at me like that.” You tried to look away. As you look away you feel one of Ellie’s hands slide to your cheek and she turns your head to look at her, still keeping her hold on your chin too.

“Who are you?” You asked her genuinely wanting to know. Ellie was quiet for a second, then finally answered. “Ellie Williams” She said, keeping her hand on your chin and leaning slightly closer towards you still.

“Nice name” You answer, trying to not look scared.

“What’s your name?” Ellie asked as she leaned back a bit, letting her hand drop from your chin.

“Y/N”

“Nice to meet you Y/N” Ellie said as she gave a smile, then after a few seconds a small frown formed on her face.

“Is it? Why am I tied up?” You ask, really confused by this whole encounter. Ellie chuckled a bit at the look of confusion on your face. “I caught you in my trap, you were the bait to get Abby here.” Ellie said, keeping her gaze on you.

“i don't know any Abby”

“Well she knew you, she knew your brother too” Ellie said as she put more emphasis on the word brother in the sentence. “Tell me, how did you grow up in the W.L.F?” She asked you.

“We had food and lessons for the kids and teens, it could have been worse…”

“How many people lived there?” Ellie asked as she sat down, still keeping her eyes on yours.

“I don't know, but a lot.”

“Hm.. I suppose you know about the war against the military then?” Ellie asked as she crossed her legs, still keeping her view on you

“Not really, I was going to be an arts teacher, nothing to do with the outside.” You were honest with her. “Arts teacher?” Ellie repeated, a frown coming across her face, her gaze still firmly on yours. “yes…”

“Ah” Ellie said as she looked down towards her hands, she stayed silent for a few seconds.

“If you don’t mind me asking, how old are you?”

“I’m 24.”

“And your brother?” Ellie asked, raising an eyebrow.

“He's 16.”

“That’s quite a huge age gap.” Ellie said as her eyes shifted back from her hands and back to you.

“I guess…” You looked down trying not to make eye contact. Ellie looked off to the side for a moment as she thought about her next thing to say. “When did you start living at the W.L.F?” She asked you,

“i was born there.”

“You were born at the W.L.F?” Ellie said, sounding confused and surprised. She tilted her head a little. “yes…” Ellie was quiet for a few seconds as she thought about this, she then spoke up with a little smile. “It must have been a nice childhood?” Ellie said, still keeping her head tilted slightly. “At least we didn't starve.” Ellie nodded. “I never really had a ‘childhood’, I was forced to survive in this world from the beginning, it was hard but there were times that would make me forget about what I was going through.” Ellie said in a serious tone. “oh... i’m sorry…”

“It’s okay, I’m used to it now.” Ellie smiled as she turned her focus towards you again, still sitting down and looking at you. “I’m sorry but you’re gonna be here with me for a while..” She said, still with a smile on her face.

“Can you untie me please?” You asked with pleading eyes. Ellie thought for a moment about your request. She looked from you to her dagger in her pocket and then back at you. “Fine..” She said as she grabbed her dagger out of her pocket and cut the ropes off of your hands and from the chair, letting you go free. “thank you…”

“Just so you don’t try to kill me, I’m keeping this.” Ellie said, holding up the dagger she used to cut you free. Ellie looked over at you with a smile as she put her dagger away.

“I’m sure you now have a few questions for me too?”

“Why are you here?”

“Well you see I’m looking for someone here” Ellie said as she stood up, keeping her hands in her pockets now, she then looked over at you, waiting for a response. “That Abby girl?”

“Yes..” Ellie said in a soft voice, she had a slight frown on her face.

“why?”

“She killed Joel.. I want my revenge.” Ellie said, her face turning from a soft expression to a serious one.

“oh... I see…” You didnt know who that was but you didn't want to make her mad. “Do you understand why now?” Ellie said with a small smile, still looking at you. “Joel was like a second father to me, I looked up to him.”

“I'm so sorry…” Ellie was quiet for a few seconds, she then sighed.

“It hurts a lot..” Ellie said as she looked back up at you, her expression on her face changing back to her original sadness.

“My dad died a couple of years ago too.” You kept the conversation going.

“Your father died?” Ellie asked with a frown, her hands still resting in her pockets. “yeah, cancer…” Ellie was quiet for a while, thinking about this, she then spoke up again.

“I’m sorry you lost your dad.” She said with a soft, almost sympathetic tone.

“I'm sorry you lost yours.”

“Thank you..” Ellie said as her expression stayed the same. She looked at the ground for a moment, then looked back up at you. “I’m sorry to ask this, but can you tell me exactly where Abby is? She’s my target..”

“I don't know but I think she went to the aquarium a lot.”

“Did she?” Ellie asked, seeming interested. She had raised an eyebrow and tilted her head a bit.

“That's what I heard anyway.”

“Who told you this?” Ellie asked, looking back at you.

“heard some guards talk about her…”

“The guards did?” Ellie asked as she tilted her head a little. “What else did they say?”

“nothing else. they told me to get out of there after they noticed me.”

“I see..” Ellie said, thinking for a second. “Well then, I suppose I could go over to the aquarium and look for her, you are free to come with me or not.” Ellie said, her voice soft still. “I don't really have anyone anyway.”

“Well I guess you could come with me then, if we do find her we could work out a trap or something” Ellie said, still keeping her voice soft and her expression on her face to one of sadness.

“Sure, just dont kill me please…” You were still scared.

“I won’t” Ellie said with a reassuring smile “Are you ready?” Ellie asked you.

“Ready.”

Ellie stood up after you confirmed that you were ready, she looked over at you, still keeping her expression to one of sadness. “Let’s go then.” Ellie said before walking towards the door. “You know this place pretty well?” Ellie asked as she walked out of the building, she stayed close to you too in case you tried to run off.

“not really, never really left the center…”

“Do you know how to get to the aquarium?” Ellie asked you as she looked back towards you, still with her hands in her pockets. “From what I remember, I think it’s near here.” Ellie then pointed to a building a little bit ahead.

“I think there's a road that leads up there.”

“Okay, let’s go then” Ellie said as she started making her way to the building, still holding the dagger in her pocket just in case you tried running off.

“I'm not going to try anything, I hate weapons, please, is the knife really necessary?”

“I’m sorry but I can’t trust anyone, I don’t have any clue if you're telling the truth” Ellie said as she turned her face forward while she was walking. “But I’ll put it away if it makes you uncomfortable.” She said, then took the dagger out of her hand and put it into her back pocket again.

“thank you.” You said relieved.

“No problem.” Ellie said with a soft smile. She started walking towards the aquarium once again, taking you along with her. She looked at you as she walked, then put her hands back into her pockets. “So if you don’t mind me asking, why don’t you like weapons?”

“They only cause pain.” You said seriously, looking at the horizon. Ellie was quiet for a few seconds as she thought about what you just said, you got her thinking. “Well.. you aren’t wrong, they do cause pain, a lot of pain.” Ellie said as they got up to the aquarium. Ellie then stopped for a moment and looked at you, the aquarium in the background. “Do you think I’m a bad person?” Ellie asked you, her expression changing back to her original sadness.

“I don't really know you that well, so I can't judge you like that.” Ellie sighed as she looked down at the ground for a few seconds as you said this. She turned her face back up at you, still keeping her sad expression and frown. “Well I’m not a good person, I know that..” She said before taking a deep breath. “I’ve done bad things to people, things I regret” Ellie said with a frown. She started walking towards the aquarium door. “Don’t ask what they are, not a fan of opening up about that..”

“I don't want to upset you.” You really didn't, you knew she would kill you if she wanted.

“I’m fine, don’t worry” Ellie said with a small smile as she pushed open the aquarium door and led you inside. “Let’s look for Abby together.” Ellie said as she started walking around the inside of the aquarium, looking around. Ellie started walking inside, keeping her eyes open for Abby, she was pretty confident that the guards were telling you the truth. “I hope she is here, it would really save me a lot of time and effort..” Ellie said as she kept walking, it was nice to be able to talk to someone about it for once, she was getting a bit tired of being completely on her own. “Do you see anything?” Ellie kept walking around the aquarium, looking to the right and left of her to see if she could see anything. She then thought about your question for a moment… “No, not yet” Ellie said as she slightly chuckled, she really wished she could have found Abby by now.

“I don't see anyone either…” Ellie sighed, her face went from her slight smile to her original frown. “Ugh..” Ellie stopped walking, she now looked straight at you. “This wasn’t quite so easy was it?” Ellie asked you, still keeping her eyes on yours.

“You're scaring me…”

“How exactly am I doing that?” Ellie asked, she raised an eyebrow and tilted her head slightly. All of her facial features were still filled with sadness and a frown. “There is no one in here, I’m starting to think the guards lied to you” Ellie said.

“The way you looked at me…” Ellie chuckled lightly as you said this, she then took her hands out of her pockets. She then placed her hands on her hips as she still looked at you. “you're so scared because I looked at you?” Ellie said sarcastically with a slightly puzzled look on her face.

“a bit…” You say embarrassed. Ellie shook her head a little as she looked at you. “Well don’t worry, I never intended on harming you in anyway.” Ellie said. She looked around, thinking of where she should go next. “I guess we don’t have much choice but to keep looking,” Ellie said with a small laugh as she walked off. She was getting annoyed that Abby wasn’t here, she wanted her revenge before going home.

“I wish I could help you more…” You said to keep her in a good mood. Ellie stopped walking after you said this, her expression still filled with sadness, she then turned around to face you. “You’ve already helped me a lot..” Ellie said with a smile, still keeping her hands on her hips. “It’s better to have company than to be alone whilst also having my mind filled with revenge thoughts” Ellie said, she was feeling much better now than she was before. She was enjoying having someone else to talk to, a way of getting her mind off of her revenge.

“we can talk about other things if you want, as we look for her…”

“That sounds like a good idea.. is there anything else you’d like to know about me?” Ellie asked with a small smile, it was nice to talk to someone again. She looked over at you, waiting for you to speak first. “I like your tattoo,” You said pointing to her right forearm. “You like my tattoo?” Ellie asked with an amused look. “Thank you.” She said before smiling a little, it always made her smile to get a compliment. “It’s a bit sad of a story.” Ellie said with a slight frown, but still managed to keep a smile. “oh, sorry…”

“No, it’s no problem” Ellie said as she shook her head a little, her cheeks slightly going red. “I guess I never told you about my tattoo did I?” She asked you. “Well..” Ellie sighed as she thought about how she should say it, she then spoke up with a soft voice, her smile still fading to one of sadness again. “It's of a girl.” She said, now looking down at the ground as she continued. “A girl who meant the world to me, who now isn’t with me anymore. There was a silence for a few seconds as Ellie’s expression was completely filled with sadness. “Sorry..” She said in a quiet voice, her eyes still staring right at the floor. “I'm sorry to hear that…” You said genuinely feeling bad for the girl. “Don’t be.. it’s not your fault.” Ellie said, she sounded as though she was reassuring herself and you. She then took a deep breath and looked back up at you, there was still sadness in her eyes but she was trying to put at least a slight fake smile on her face. She knew she couldn’t stay sad for long, she just couldn’t. She was so used to it over the years that it was hard for her to show and express any other emotions.

“I love drawing, how about you?” You asked to lighten the mood. “Art was one of my favorite things to do. Ellie said as she looked at you, her face still filled with sadness but she was trying to show a positive expression. “I’d draw all the time, it was one of the things I loved to do the most.” Ellie continued as she looked down at the floor again. “Me and my friends used to always draw together” She said, it sounded as if she was trying not to think about them, as if she was pushing them out of her mind.

“That's nice.” Ellie looked back up at you as she continued to speak, there was still sadness in her eyes and face. “We’d draw anything at all, characters from games and movies, random things.. whatever we could come up with.” Ellie said with a faint smile, she then looked down at the floor again. “I haven’t drawn since though.” Ellie said, she didn’t like to think about it, that was now a thing of the past, she had to move on and survive.

“We could draw together sometime…” You suggested. “You’d do that for me, just to draw with me?” Ellie asked you, she was shocked to hear you say that to her. She was silent for a few seconds as she thought about the idea and what she could draw. “Sure, why not.. I’d love to draw something with you.” Ellie said with a bigger smile this time.

“If you don’t mind me asking… Why did you kiss me earlier when I was tied up?” Ellie was completely caught off guard by your question, she was quiet for a few seconds as she looked at you, her face now filled with shock. “Why do you think I did?” Ellie then asked you with a smirk on her face, trying to cover up her embarrassment and shock from your question. After around a minute, she finally spoke up again. “I-uhh.. I just… wanted to see what it’d feel like.. that’s why I did it.” She said, her voice going back to its soft and kind tone.

“It just doesn’t look like something a kidnapper does.” You said looking at the ground. “Huh, good point.” Ellie said as she raised an eyebrow and tilted her head slightly. You could see some slight shock but also some regret in her eyes. “But I wanted to do it..” Ellie said with a small blush on her face and a soft smile. You could see that she was a little embarrassed about this.

“It’s better than being stabbed in the neck.” You smile at her.

“True” Ellie said as she raised an eyebrow slightly, she now laughed a little. She still looked at you as she spoke. “That is true, at least I didn’t kill you…” There was a silence for a few seconds, Ellie then looked back down at the ground again. She was trying her best to not think about how awkward the conversation between you two had gotten. “So about your drawing, would you be up for doing that after we find Abby?” Ellie asked with a small grin.

“I’d love that.”

“Great!” Ellie said with a smile. “Now shall we get back to the job of finding Abby?” Ellie asked, she looked down at her knife and felt it in her pocket, feeling it's cold blade. She then got her hands out of her pockets and looked back up at you. You both began searching again, Ellie looked everywhere to find Abby, but the aquarium was big. “I think we should start doing a full search, just incase” Ellie said with a nod.

“Ok, let’s go…” You replied a bit scared. You both began searching the aquarium for Abby, as you did Ellie started to talk to you again. She was happy to have some company, if she was alone for any longer, she might have started going crazy. She now looked back down at the floor as she spoke to you with a slight sad look on her face. “So what else do you do for fun?” She asked you, you now started going up and down floors looking for Abby, checking every room just in case she was in there. “Do you like playing games, do you watch movies?”

“I love movies!”

“Oh, cool! What style of movies do you like?” Ellie asked you, she was starting to wonder what movies someone like you would watch. She looked over at you whilst you were both searching for Abby, this time she was actually looking at you, before she wasn’t and she would always be looking at the floor.

“I like horror movies.” You replied.

“Horror movies?” Ellie asked with a smile but still keeping her sad look. “I’ve never watched horror before, I do like the thrill though, the thrill and adrenaline rush you get when you don’t know what’s coming.” Ellie said with a small chuckle.

“I find them really funny actually.”

“Funny?” Ellie repeated, she was quite surprised. She always assumed horror movies were scary, you know because of the name. “Is it the plot of the movies? Or the way the actors react?” Ellie asked you, raising an eyebrow slightly. It would be interesting to see what your answer was though.

“No, just thinking of the actors doing all that stuff behind the cameras. Can you imagine? They must be holding in a massive laugh attack.”

“I guess I never really looked at it like that before. ” Ellie said as she chuckled a small amount. She knew what you meant now, thinking about it now, it would be funny to imagine them behind the cameras, doing all that stuff but holding back a laugh attack. They probably don’t even take it seriously, so they just see it as a big joke. Ellie chuckled lightly.

“And I also really love animation.”

“Oh! I love animation too! Do you like Disney films?” Ellie asked you as she walked over to a door to open it. She was trying to think if animation meant other things, so she just went with what she was guessing it meant. She then opened the door inside the aquarium, it was just a supply room. There were no signs of Abby inside.

“Oh, I love ‘the beauty and the beast’!”

“Oh my god you’ve seen beauty and the beast!? I really love that movie!” Ellie said as she chuckled a little. She was shocked to hear that you’ve seen and actually like that movie. “It’s my favorite Disney movie!” Ellie looked down at the floor, she then looked back up at you. “So what’s your favorite moment in the movie?” She asked you.

“I know all of the songs, my favorite might be Hercules actually or Atlantis.”

“You know all the songs to the beauty and the beast?” Ellie asked you with an impressed look. “The songs are amazing, they are so catchy..” Ellie said, she was smiling a little as she spoke. “You really do know everything about it huh? I don’t think I know the words to all of it..” Ellie said with a chuckle.

“It was Disney’s first full on musical animation movie.”

“Oh? Is it actually? You know this stuff?” Ellie asked you with a smile. “You know, you actually seem quite smart, it’s cool.” Ellie said with a chuckle. She looked over at you as she said this, she had a slight blush on her face. She then opened another door, this one was locked though. “Oh, hey.. it’s locked..” Ellie said as she shook her head slightly.

“That’s strange…” Ellie was quiet for a few seconds, deep in thought. She then looked over at you again. She then tried to unlock the door that she was at, it turned out to be a waste of time as nothing worked to open the door. There was no sound coming from inside the room. “I guess that’s another dead end…” Ellie said with a sigh.

“I think I have a Bobby pin, let me try unlocking it.” Ellie watched you as you tried to unlock the door with a bobby pin, you managed to unlock it. Ellie was amazed that that actually worked, she thought the door wasn’t going to open but you proved her wrong, she wasn’t expecting that at all. “Wow..” Ellie looked at you with a smile, surprised. You bowed, joking a bit. Ellie laughed a little when you did, she wasn’t expecting that but she found it funny though. Ellie was still smiling while she looked at you, she really liked having conversations with you, even though this whole situation wasn’t the best situation to be in. Ellie then looked back down at the floor, she still had that subtle smile on her face. “Shall we have a look into this room?” She asked you, she didn’t really know what would be inside, she was hoping something would be in here to help her find Abby.

“Let’s go madam” You smiled at Ellie. She laughed a little at what you had just said, she hadn’t expected you to call her that but it wasn’t a bad thing. She got right to it after she laughed, she opened the door and walked in. Ellie looked over at you and smiled “Come on, let’s go in” She spoke in a soft tone. Ellie looked around the room as she spoke, she was trying to figure out what the purpose of this room might have been. “I have no clue, it doesn’t look very special” She said with a slight shrug. The room didn’t really have anything interesting in it that would stand out to Ellie, there was just a single chair in the middle of the room.. Ellie sighed and went to go and sit down on the chair. “I guess we could have a little rest break?” She said to you.

“That sounds good.”

Ellie smiled at you. She sat there staring at the floor, she had her hands together, fingers interlocking with each other. Ellie put her feet up on the chair so she could rest them there, she looked over at you whilst she did this. She was starting to like you, she had never talked to someone this much before, you seemed to like the stuff she liked, and you looked comfortable talking to her even though the conditions weren’t the best. She looked back down at the floor again, her face going back to its normal sad expression.

“You okay?”

“Oh- uh.. yeah, just tired I guess.” Ellie said as she continued to look down at the floor.

She seemed to be lying to herself, as she spoke her eyes were slightly glazed. She was also a little fidgety, her hand still holding the knife. This wasn’t a normal Ellie, she usually was a lot more upbeat but right now she seemed to be lying to herself.

“You can talk to me, if you regret it could always just kill me with that knife. “You teased her smiling.

“Huh?” Ellie said suddenly, her head shot up and she looked over at you. A look of a bit of shock and confusion as she stared at you, Ellie thought that she had heard what you said right but she wasn’t sure. Did you just say that she could always kill you with her knife? Was that a joke or a genuine statement? Ellie took one hand off the knife and held it at her side. “I mean, I’m not going to kill you now..” She said awkwardly.

“I'm joking.” You gave her a wide smile. “Oh-.. yeah.. I thought you were.” Ellie said with a slight laugh. She sounded a little confused and still seemed to be wondering if you were joking or not. She moved the knife around while she spoke, just to be careful about her knife. “So-.. uh.. can I ask you a question?”

“Yes?”

“What made you join the wlf?” Ellie asked you, she was now interested in you. She put her hand back on her knife as she spoke, she still wanted to have it at her side. “I’m not judging you by the way, I’m just interested, that’s all.” She was speaking in a soft tone whilst she looked at you.

“Born there like I said earlier.”

“Oh- right” Ellie said as she realized that you had already told her that, her memory sometimes fails her, she then turned the conversation slightly and went to the next question. “Do you enjoy it there?” She asked in a slightly more serious tone. Her tone didn’t change to a dark tone though so she wasn’t trying to be intimidating or anything. “Like, do you enjoy being part of the wlf?” Ellie said in a casual tone now, she was trying to keep the conversation light and friendly between you two.

“I never had any other choice really.”

“Ah I see, how is it living in the WLF?” Ellie asked you again, this time with a soft smile on her face. She was looking at you, trying not to sound like she was interrogating you too. Ellie just wanted to get to know you more, her questions were more out of the curiosity of who you are and the life you’ve led, she was also just happy to have someone to talk to. Ellie seemed to be enjoying herself.

“It could be worse, everyone is fed and educated, and the kids I was starting to teach were adorable…” You smiled to yourself a bit sad, thinking of how you’d never see those kids again.

“Aww, you were teaching them?” Ellie asked you with a sweet smile. She seemed intrigued about the teaching children part. This made Ellie’s mood change slightly, her face looked slightly more friendly and happy. “How old are these kids by the way?” Ellie asked you.

“4/5 years old.”

“Oh my god.. they would be so adorable, you must have loved teaching them! I mean.. I can only imagine what their little faces would have looked like! If only I could have seen it!” Ellie said as she chuckled a little. Ellie seemed happy to picture what the kids would’ve been like since children are one of the few things that make Ellie happy in this world, she loves children. “How many kids did you teach by the way?” Ellie asked you with another smile.

“About a dozen.” You said with a small sad tone in your voice, you really loved those kids.

“Oh my god, I wish I could have seen the look on their faces as you taught them! What did you teach them by the way?” Ellie said with another smile, she was picturing the kids again. Ellie seemed really happy to know that you taught children, she is a very sweet person that loves children so naturally she would love to hear about you teaching those kids about all those things! Ellie was now sat up on the chair, with her legs over the chair as if she was sitting on it normally. “I was the arts teacher.”

“Ohhh, so you taught them all about art? Like.. the drawings and paint and all of that stuff?” Ellie asked you, you could tell that she was very happy to hear this and she was starting to imagine things again. “Was it fun teaching them?” Ellie sounded genuinely interested in you and what you were going to say, she was enjoying herself right now by listening to you.

“Yeah, it was so much fun, they were all so creative.” You continued reminiscing on the memory of your tiny friends.

“The kids had creativity in them?..” Ellie asked you as she raised an eyebrow slightly. She looked over at you and grinned. “Aww, can I ask you a question please?” Ellie said with an awkward smile. She sounded a bit nervous to ask this question, she felt like it was important for some reason. “Sure”

“Is it okay if I can.. hug you?..” Ellie said to you with a nervous chuckle as if she had just said the most random yet awkward thing. She looked down at you and had an awkward smile. Her face then turned to a serious look as she realized what she had just done, she felt so embarrassed right now. Ellie was blushing quite a bit, her heartbeat was also going quite fast as she spoke. She looked like she was panicking.

“Oh, ok… I think a hug would be nice right now.” You said feeling a bit sad about missing the kids. Ellie looked up at you and smiled a little. She then jumped down from the chair and walked right up to you. Ellie then opened both of her arms as if she was going to give you a hug. Ellie hadn’t really been hugged in a very long time, she had kind of forgotten how to feel a hug. But she did love hugs and felt like she really needed one right now. Ellie’s arms were still open and waiting for you to walk into her arms.. “Hugs?” Ellie said in a small and quiet voice. “Hugs.” You hugged Ellie, closing your eyes into the embrace. “Okay then…” Ellie said as she closed her eyes and slowly walked into your arms, she then wrapped her arms around your body. Ellie seemed surprised a little by the hug but it felt good to her, it had been a very long time since she had a hug. Ellie then opened her eyes again and sighed very softly. “I haven’t hugged someone in a very long .. long time…” She said quietly as she looked at you with a sweet smile. “Me neither , this feels nice…” Ellie continued to hug you, she seemed very happy about this moment. She continued to hug you for a little bit longer, she seemed sad for some reason. Ellie seemed to want to keep this hug going forever, she didn’t want to let go but knew she would have to sooner or later. Ellie was still hugging you, she felt a bit bad for you in all honesty, she felt like this hug was much needed for you. Ellie was holding the hug tightly still. “What’s wrong ? You okay?”

“No no, I’m- I’m fine, I- I just- It’s just-“ Ellie seemed to be in a difficult situation with her words as you were still hugging her. Ellie smiled at you but the smile was slightly sad. “Could I ask you a question please?..” Ellie said in a slightly more serious tone. She was still hugging you, she looked like she really didn’t want to let go. “Of course” You said to her reassuringly. Ellie sighed quietly and spoke, she had this big sigh filled with stress and sadness. “Can I tell you something and you won’t hate me?...” Ellie waited for you to answer. She was still hugging you, she was hugging you really tightly and she seemed scared.

“Yes, I have no right to judge anyone.” You responded calmly. Ellie took a deep breath and spoke once more, she was now shaking a little bit, you could probably tell that she wasn’t happy at that moment. Ellie seemed nervous, she seemed scared to tell you what she was about to tell you.. “Do you promise you won’t be angry?..” Ellie said in a slightly more calm tone. “I promise” You reassured her. Ellie sighed again and spoke to you but with a very quiet voice. “I’ve.. I’ve done bad things before.. things that I might have needed to do..” Ellie was struggling with her words right now, she wasn’t sure if she was doing the right thing by telling you this. It’s not like Ellie was a bad person, she felt guilty for her mistakes but was doing whatever it took to survive. Ellie kept hugging you tightly as she spoke.

“It’s okay, I think everyone has done bad things , as if it isn't the apocalypse and whatnot.” You said still holding her. Ellie sighed again, she was thankful that you were understanding of her situation and didn’t hate her for the things she might’ve done. Ellie was still hugging you, she really needed this hug right now. Ellie smiled a little. “Thank you, I mean that with the fullest of my heart…” Ellie then turned her attention slightly, she let go of you and looked you dead in the eyes, she felt like there was another question she wanted to ask you. “Do you have a name?..”

“You’re welcome, I’m Y/N. Are you okay? You asked me that earlier. Are you feeling alright? Hungry or thirsty?”

“H-hungry would be nice to say the least, do you maybe have some food in this room?” Ellie said in a more calm and quieter tone than she usually spoke in. She was hungry right now, and she really wanted to have something to eat. “I can’t see anything in this room so I’m not sure if there is or not.” Ellie looked at you in a nervous way. She didn’t know what she would do if she didn’t get some food soon enough, she felt very hungry.

“I think I have something in my bag, some dried fruit, just a second.”

“Do you mind if you could give it to me please?” Ellie asked with a look of hope on her face, she was hoping and hoping that you had some sort of food in your bag like you said. Ellie was ready to eat any food you might have had, she didn’t have much high standards, she just wanted to eat. Just to clarify though, she would have never eaten you, even if you were the only food source, she wasn’t that barbaric! “Do you actually have any food in your bag right now?..” Ellie said with a faint smile.

“Yes, here you go.” Ellie’s face then formed back into a smile, she looked a bit more happier as you said it was okay for her to get some food. “Thank you very much…” Ellie was really looking forward to this food, she had been hungry for a while. She then looked over to your bag and nodded her head at you. “If it’s not a problem for me to have some of the food, could you pass me the dried fruit..?”

“Here, you can keep it.” You gave her a smile. “Oh, are you serious?..” Ellie was stunned, you were willing to give her the food and let her eat it. “Are you sure about this?..” Ellie said to you. Ellie still couldn’t believe this was happening right now, she was getting the food and she didn’t even have to do anything to obtain it. Ellie was speechless, she was also very thankful for this act of kindness you did. “Thank you.. is there any way I could return the favor for you?” Ellie asked in awe.

“It’s okay, not killing me is reward enough” You smile at her. Ellie chuckled and smiled back, she was very thankful for this act of kindness you were giving her right now. The food you gave her made her stomach growl, she then took the bag out of your hands gently. Ellie looked inside of it and took a large piece of dried fruit. She then ate it a second later then smiled. “Thank you very much, Y/N..” Ellie said in a calm and quiet tone, she hadn’t eaten for quite a while before this point. Ellie seemed to be relieved by having some food now.

“You’re welcome Ellie.” Ellie then took another large piece of the dried fruit and ate it right after, she then took a moment to look back at you. She looked up at you with a warm smile, she was now a bit less hungry than she was. Ellie then continued to eat as she looked around the area. “What were you doing in that room?” Ellie asked you as she still ate. She seemed to be quite interested in you and what you had to say. She then placed the bag with the dried fruit back down onto the floor.

“They ordered me to go on a random search around town and ended there I guess, until you found me.” Ellie seemed interested in what you were saying, she was now eating a third piece of dried fruit as she spoke to you. Ellie looked down at you in a pleasant way. “So you were just going around town trying to look for people?...” Ellie asked as she ate her food slowly. She seemed curious about what you were doing when you came across this room that she had put you in. Ellie placed the bag of dried fruit on the floor again and then looked around the room. “So you were ordered into this room by a group of people?”

“Yeah. Sometimes we had to do random searches and everyone had to do it, even a teacher like me.”

“The teacher has to do random searches?” Ellie says as she takes a fourth piece of dried fruit and eats it in front of you. Ellie seems intrigued by this information you are telling her, she wants to listen to every little bit of detail you can tell her. She is very much interested in everything you are saying right now and what you had to do when you went out. It seems like you’ve had a more interesting job than Ellie though, Ellie never had an official task or job to do when she went out and scavenged…

“Community stuff and whatnot.”

“Community service and.. and what?” Ellie says as she looks at you. She seems confused by the last part you said, she wanted to know what it was exactly you did for this community stuff. Ellie still had one piece of dried fruit left, she was going to eat it as soon as you finished talking.

““Everyone must do their part.” they used to say.”

“Well it sounds pretty hard to be honest, that “every one must do their part” stuff”. Ellie said as she then took her last piece of dried fruit and ate it slowly while looking at you. Ellie then put the bag back down on the floor and took a small drink of water. Ellie sighed to herself and smiled at you. “You said what you did made you happy, is there anything else that made you happy?” Ellie felt bad for asking so many questions but she was just curious to hear more about you.

“Not really, I never had many friends.”

“You didn’t?..” Ellie sounded surprised, she honestly wasn’t expecting you to say that. Ellie felt bad for you now, this made her feel very sad.. Ellie looked down at you, she felt terrible about herself for asking so many questions that made this woman sad. “You can be my friend if you want, I’m sure you will be able to find a lot of people to be your friend.” Ellie had just finished her last piece of dried fruit, she looked over back at you once more.

“I’d love to be friends with you, Ellie. What about you? What’s your home like?” Ellie had finished her water and put the bottle back down on the floor. She then turned her attention back to you and smiled. Ellie seemed happy to hear that you wanted to be her friend and not only was she looking forward to being your friend but she wanted to get to know you too. “My home? Well.. I’m not too sure if you would like it or not.. it’s a very different life compared to this.” Ellie was talking about Jackson, it’s where she lives with her family and friends.

“I bet I would like it better than never being able to leave that place.” Ellie then let out a small laugh, this made her seem slightly more happier than before. She then smiled and spoke again. “I guess I can’t blame you for that, living in a place like this must be pretty terrible.” Ellie looked down at you and thought about what you said. “Hey, do you mind if I tell you something?”

“Shoot” You said playfully. Ellie smiled at you, she then looked up at you once more and spoke. “I uh.. I’ve wanted a friend for a very long time now..” Ellie said slowly, she seemed a bit nervous to say this now. “I-I’ve never really had a friend before, everyone I know that I can count as a friend is just… family…” Ellie sighed and closed her eyes for a moment. “I’m glad that I can call you my friend now.” Ellie said to you.

“I'm glad too, you’re super nice when you’re not kidnapping people.” You smiled at her playfully. Ellie then let out a small chuckle, she appreciated the joke. “Thank you, it means a lot that you are glad about this.” Ellie then smiled at you once again, she was quite happy about this new friendship she had with you. She would always remember this event as the moment she first made a friend ever. Ellie then started to look around the room once more, she seemed to be thinking about something. “By the way, could you tell me your name again?..”

“Y/N.” You said again starting to get worried.

“Y/N, thank you..”

Ellie looked down at you and smiled, she seemed happy that she had gotten to know you. Ellie then thought to herself, she was wondering if she should tell her about her past. “Hey.. can I tell you something?..” Ellie asked you slowly in a quiet tone.

“Yes?”

“Can I tell you my secret?.. I mean, it is a really big thing that I don’t tell a lot of people about.” Ellie then smiled at you, she wanted to tell you something big about her and she felt comfortable telling it to you. Ellie was quite interested in how you would react upon finding this out.

“Okay…”

“If it’s okay with you, can I ask you to keep this a secret?..” Ellie asked you, she seemed nervous about this but she was still very curious to see how you would respond. Ellie also looked at you right in the eyes as she waited for you to answer.

“I promise.”

“Okay..” Ellie took a deep breath then spoke. “I’m.. I’m immune.” Ellie seemed shocked to actually say this to someone, she wasn’t sure if you would believe her at all or not. Ellie still had a very nervous smile, she wasn’t sure what to do from this point onwards. She looked at you in the eyes and waited for your reaction..

“Wait what??”

“Yeah.. I’m uh.. I’m immune to the infection, I have been for years now..” Ellie looked quite nervous about telling you in all honesty. Ellie felt like she made a mistake telling you, she was still scared of what she might think of her.. But, this was a part of Ellie and she was finally ready to tell someone about it. Ellie was ready to tell you everything..

“How? I mean… it seems impossible…”

“It felt impossible when I found out but, here I am.” Ellie shrugged her shoulders. She wasn’t really sure about how it happened but she was just thankful that she did. “I don’t really know how it happened, I just found out one day that I wasn’t infected.” Ellie seemed very confused about it herself, she didn’t know what to even say. Ellie then looked down, she didn’t want to tell you anymore. She felt pretty bad for telling you this..

“You’re special, you know? I never even heard of anyone being immune.” Ellie looked back up at you, this compliment from you made her feel slightly better. She hadn’t been told that she was special before but for her, you were right. Ellie smiled and looked back at you. “Thank you for saying that, I appreciate it..” Ellie then looked down, she felt like she should tell you a bit more about herself. “I uh.. I actually met Joel once and he didn’t believe me at first either.” Ellie said this while looking at you with a slight smile.

“Is that why you have the tattoo? Where got you bit?” Ellie looked down at her arm and saw the bite mark on her arm, then she looked back up at you. “Yeah, I actually got infected but instead of turning into one of them I ended up being immune, it’s strange if I have to say myself.” Ellie sighed and let out a smile before continuing. “It was really difficult to convince Joel that I was immune to it as well when we first met, he didn’t believe me at-first.” Ellie then looked around the room. “He didn’t believe me until I made fun of him.”

“Joel sounds like a really nice person.” You say sincerely. Ellie laughed before speaking. “You really don’t know him, he’s far from nice but I guess you could say he’s alright.” Ellie was now looking at you in the eyes once more, she then nodded and spoke. “He’s not as bad as he seems though, he’s done a lot to protect me..” Ellie smiled and spoke a bit softer. “Thanks for listening to me, this means a lot..” She was glad that she could finally get this out, she never told anyone this..

“Anytime Ellie.”

“Can I ask you a few more questions..?” Ellie asked you as she looked back up at you. She wanted to know about you, she wanted to hear more about you. Ellie took a small breath and waited for your answer. The mood had changed from a tense situation to a much more friendly situation now.

“Of course!” You smiled. Ellie took another small breath, she was a bit shy to ask you these questions so she wanted to try and make the questions as casual as possible. Ellie stared at you for a moment before asking her question. “Have you ever gone on a date?..” Ellie smiled and looked back down at the floor as she asked this question, she hoped you didn’t mind. She wasn’t sure if you would answer honestly or not.

“No, I never dated anyone…” Ellie seemed curious about this, she was a little confused as to why you haven’t dated anyone before. “Oh really? You’ve never dated someone?..”

Ellie asked you in a quiet and shy voice, she seemed interested in hearing your response. Ellie looked back up at you once more, she still seemed nervous to ask you the question but she felt like she had to ask you. “..is there a reason why you haven’t dated anyone?..”

“Just never found anyone I liked, I guess…” You looked at the ground. Ellie smiled and nodded a little bit, she seemed to now understand what you were saying. “Well, that makes sense.” Ellie now looked away again and then spoke. “Do you go out frequently?..” Ellie was looking at you again, she seemed to be curious as to what you would say. Ellie was interested in hearing about what things you did outside of this place, she hadn’t spoken to someone about their outdoor life in such a long time. She was genuinely curious about you.

“Not really.”

“So you aren’t too outgoing then?” Ellie asked you with a raised eyebrow. She was still looking at you with a curious look on her face, she wanted to hear more about you and what sort of person you were. She was even wondering what you would look like outdoors, she was curious to know what she would look like out in the open area. Ellie then took another small breath before speaking again. “..you seem like a nice person to me.” Ellie said this while looking you straight in the eyes.

“I never had the option to be outgoing, maybe I might be, don’t know.”

“You never had the option of being outgoing?..” Ellie asked and raised an eyebrow, she was a bit confused by what you said. “Why, was it because you didn’t have time or were you not allowed too maybe?..” Ellie asked this while looking up at you, she seemed to want to learn more about your past. Ellie had asked quite a few different questions now so she was hoping she wasn’t overwhelming you with all of these questions.

“Not allowed.” You said in a serious and somewhat sad tone. “Not allowed?..” Ellie sighed and nodded a little bit. “Why though?..” Ellie was looking at you, she was starting to feel curious as to why this was the case. Ellie had another small breath before speaking again. “Why weren’t you allowed to go out?” Ellie was hoping you would answer this question, she really wanted to know. Ellie also wanted to know if this affected you in any way now..

“Rules or laws as they liked to call them…” You said remembering your old life. “Rules?..” Ellie said in a surprised tone. Ellie was still staring at you, she seemed to now be wondering if you were happy in life at all. “What were these rules and laws, was it very strict..?” Ellie was looking at you while asking this, she was still interested in who you were. Ellie wanted to continue the conversation with you, she was really enjoying these small questions she was getting to ask you. “Yeah, but I never knew anything else.” Ellie seemed sad about the fact of this. “Oh..” Ellie put her head down and sighed, she felt like she had ruined the mood by getting you to talk about this. She was also a bit confused about how you thought about it, you seemed to accept these rules as if there was no other choice. Ellie then said something. “You seem to have a nice personality..” Ellie now looked back up at you, she seemed to have perked up in mood a bit now. She was smiling at you and wanted to hear more about you. “Thanks, you too.” Ellie smiled once more at the compliment from you, she then thought of something else she wanted to ask.

“Can I ask you another question?.. I don’t want to overwhelm you...” Ellie was now looking away from you, she seemed a little bit worried about whether you would be okay with her asking you more questions. “Of course, as many as you want.”

“I promise it won’t be too many..” Ellie then looked back up at you. “..did you have any friends.. when you were growing up?” Ellie smiled a little as she asked this, she was quite curious about this question. Ellie had wanted a friend for years now and maybe she could understand where you were coming from. Ellie was once again staring straight at you, she looked like she actually cared about you now and your responses. She was glad that someone was actually sitting and listening to these questions she was asking.

“One or two but they didn’t stick around…” You recalled feeling sad. “Oh okay..” Ellie now sounded intrigued, she wanted to know more about this answer. “..why’s that?”

Ellie asked in a quiet and curious tone. She was now staring at you once more, she wanted to know more about you and your life growing up. Ellie wasn’t sure if she would ask you many more questions so she decided she should ask as many as possible right now.

“Not sure, but it’s okay. Sure I felt a bit lonely but it was fine.”

“Well.. that’s good that it was alright.” Ellie now had a slight smile on, she seemed interested in this new conversation she was having with you right now. Ellie then seemed to have an idea about something. “You know, can I ask you a personal question?..” Ellie didn’t want to come off as offensive to you in any way, she just wanted to ask this question to know more.

“Yes?”

“Have you ever kissed someone before?..” Ellie asked you in a quiet and nervous tone, she wanted to know more about your love life. Although, she wasn’t sure if you wanted her to ask you this. Ellie just hoped that you wouldn’t be offended by the question she just asked.

“You were my first kiss…”

“I.. um..” Ellie froze, she felt her face go all red and her heart was beating out of her chest. She was so embarrassed about this. “Really?..” Ellie could barely get the words out of her mouth. Ellie was now just staring at you in complete shock, she seemed embarrassed and surprised. Ellie didn’t know what to do.. “I.. um..” She tried to speak again but she couldn’t think of the right words to say, she just wanted to bury herself in the ground now.

“It’s okay, no need to be embarrassed.” Ellie was still blushing and now she knew that if she had to speak anymore she would probably die of embarrassment. So she decided to shut up and take in the words that you just said to her. She then looked at you and gave you a smile, hoping that you wouldn’t think that she was weird for her reaction to the question. “Oh okay, well..” Ellie then got cut off by her own thoughts as she realized what you just said.. “Wait, really?..” Ellie was very shocked to hear this..

“Really, but now that I know you better, I’m glad it was with you.” Ellie was blushing harder than ever now, she couldn’t believe this was happening to her. Ellie then puts her head down to try and avoid your eye contact. Ellie felt like a huge idiot around you now, she didn’t know what to say. “..um.. I.. I didn’t think I would ever be someone’s first kiss…” Ellie spoke in a soft tone now, she seemed to be feeling very shy right now. Ellie’s head was starting to hurt due to the amount of blushing she was doing.

“And you? Like anyone?” Ellie took a small breath and spoke now. “Actually, yeah.. I have..” Ellie seemed a bit embarrassed when she said this, she wasn’t sure if you was going to think that it was a big deal. But Ellie decided that she shouldn’t hide anything. Ellie seemed to be blushing a little bit as she spoke. “..I have kissed someone before..”

“Were they nice?”

“Yeah, they were very nice actually, they’re the best person I’ve ever met..” Ellie now spoke in a more quiet and reserved tone. She sounded a little bit sad now, she was thinking about someone she cared about. Ellie then spoke again. “..their name was Riley..” Ellie still hadn’t gotten over Riley, she was still thinking about her and how great she was to Ellie. “..she was just everything to me..” Ellie went silent again after saying this.

“Was? Isn’t anymore?” Ellie stayed silent for a moment before speaking, she had started to tear up again now. “Yeah.. she isn’t with me anymore.. and I really do miss her..” Ellie was looking away from you now, she was trying to keep herself together around you. Ellie didn’t want to ruin anything by crying around you, she was trying so hard not to cry.

“I bet you do, if she was so important to you.” You said with a sympathetic smile. Ellie tried to speak but she couldn’t get a single word out, she was now just silently crying at this point. Ellie could not for the life of her control this situation and what she felt right now. Ellie seemed to be trying to hold the tears back but it was no use, she was now just crying in a full blown sob. Ellie was now just trying to say anything, although the words weren’t coming out through her tears. “Ellie? It’s okay to cry, you know?” Ellie just shook her head no, she really didn’t want to cry in front of you. Ellie was still trying not to cry but she just couldn’t control it anymore. She just sat there in silence and continued to cry. She felt like a huge idiot right now, she really didn’t want to show this to you. Ellie was slowly wiping the tears away from her eyes, she seemed to be calming herself down a little bit. Ellie then decided to now speak. “..I’m sorry..”

“There’s nothing to apologize for.”

“But I’m crying in front of you now, I don’t want to seem like I’m a cry baby..” Ellie was still wiping her eyes and cheeks, the tears just wouldn’t stop coming. “..I just wish.. I could have told her how much she meant to me..” Ellie spoke in-between wipes, she really wanted to speak but didn’t want to ruin this moment with her cries. Ellie seemed to calm down once more, her tears were slowly falling down her cheeks.

“It’s okay, everybody cries, I like to say that it washes our souls.” Ellie nodded and sighed, she now stopped wiping her tears. “I really hope that’s true, I guess if crying washes the soul..” Ellie now started smiling slightly at your comment. “..maybe mine is now cleaner.” Ellie let out a small laugh, she felt better about herself now that she got to speak to someone and let out a few tears. Ellie was starting to cheer up but still had the small tears making their way down her cheeks, she looked a little bit better but not fully fine just yet.

“Do you need a hug?” Ellie nodded once more, she now seemed to be in a much better mood. “Yes please.. I haven’t really had many hugs since Riley passed..” Ellie was glad that she could now hug someone again, she really needed this right now. Ellie then opened her arms to give you a hug, she was glad that you were being so nice to her. Ellie was also smiling, she couldn’t believe how much this meant to her. Ellie was just standing there with her arms open, waiting for you to take her in your arms..

“Oh Ellie, come here.” Ellie quickly walked over to you, she was ready for the hug. Ellie then hugged you as tight as she could, she was glad that she was able to be in your arms. Ellie was smiling and crying at the same time, she was just so happy right now. “Thank you, you don’t know how much this means to me..” Ellie was now just hugging you as tight as she possibly could. She felt like she could really trust you.

“I'm so happy I met you Ellie.”

“I am too.. I have never had someone be so kind to, you have no idea how much this means to me..” Ellie was crying again, although she wasn’t sad tears this time she was tears of happiness. She didn’t want to let go, she was so happy to be in someone’s arms again for once. Ellie was just smiling and wiping her tears away now. She looked at you and wanted to say something again. “..thank you..” You just hugged Ellie tighter, she is way taller than you so you could hear her heart beat on her chest. Ellie smiled once more as you pulled herself closer to you. Ellie liked this, she didn’t care how short you were and was so happy to be in your arms right now. Ellie was still smiling, she couldn’t stop now since she was just so happy. Ellie was now very close to you, her head was now resting on your shoulder and her breathing had slowed down a bit. She really wished that everything could stay like this for a while, she just loved being in someone’s arms.

“What about we take a nap? I think we both need some rest.”

“That sounds amazing actually, I really could do with a nap.” Ellie wasn’t kidding, she hadn’t had a good sleep in weeks due to the lack of a bed. Ellie was now starting to nod off, she had to now be supported by you as she was starting to drop. “Sorry, I think I might fall asleep soon.” Ellie spoke in a very drowsy voice now, she sounded like she was now going to fall asleep. “It’s okay, just rest.” You assured her of it. Ellie was completely asleep, she was now just in your arms and resting. She was still smiling a little bit in her sleep as if she knew you were being kind to her. Then she started to snore a little bit from her deep sleep, she sounded really peaceful as you now had your arm around her. Ellie was sound asleep..

You fell asleep too eventually. Ellie was still asleep, you could also hear her very gentle breathing in your shoulder. She seemed to be very peaceful with her hair falling over her eyes. Ellie was now starting to sound like she was now having a dream, her movements became a little more rapid. Shemoving her lips, it looked like she was saying something. Ellie’s snoring and deep breathing was slowly fading away, she sounded like she was finally in a deep sleep.

A few hours later you suddenly heard a loud yawn and then you felt a little bit of movement from Ellie. She opened her eyes as she woke up, she was still in your arms. Ellie looked at you as she spoke to you. “Hello.. I’m awake now.” Ellie was still drowsy and didn’t want to move much, she seemed to be comfortable where she was. She was still looking at you with a sleepy smile. “Hi! How was your nap?” Ellie was finally fully awake now, she yawned and spoke again. “It was very good actually, I haven’t slept well for months now so this felt so nice to have.” Ellie was now just looking up at you and smiling as she sat there in your arms. Ellie was still a little drowsy it felt like but she finally felt a bit more energetic. “How long have I been asleep for?” Ellie asked you, she was curious to hear how long she had actually been asleep. “A couple of hours”

Ellie then spoke again. “Oh.. did anything major happen while I was asleep or was it pretty peaceful?” Ellie was still half asleep as she spoke to you, she was glad that you were here with her right now. Ellie didn’t want to move at all, she was starting to get comfy in your arms. She gave you another yawn as she tried to keep herself awake.

“How long have we known each other for actually..? I still don’t have your name..”

“Since this morning.” You said with concern in your eyes.

“Wow.. it feels a lot longer than that.” Ellie was still sounding somewhat sleepy. Ellie was trying to stretch out a little bit, she was also starting to wake up. Ellie spoke to you now. “So what is your name again..?” Ellie was confused as to what your name was, she still hadn’t found out yet. She stretched her arms out.

“Y/N, like I said before. You were really tired, huh?”

“Oh yeah, sorry I forgot about that. I still feel a little bit tired to be honest, but not as much as before.” Ellie slowly started to get herself out of your arms, she didn’t want to disturb you and didn’t want to be a burden to you. Ellie stretched out her arms to the left, she seemed to have finally woken up. Ellie was starting to look at you more, she also liked your name as well. “I like your name Y/N, it sounds cute.”

“Thank you Ellie…” You were starting to get really concerned about her. she had forgotten your names too many times. “Your welcome, I think Y/N is a very pretty name.” Ellie now looked around and found a seat nearby, she sat down and stretched her legs out. She was starting to feel a little better about everything now that she was awake and out of the dream world. Ellie then had an idea as she looked back at you. “So Y/N, can I ask you something?..”

“Yes?”

“Can I ask you a question and you don’t have to give me an answer if you don’t want to?” Ellie was now starting to get a little nervous. “Are you single..?” Ellie was now blushing a little bit again but this time it wasn’t because she was embarrassed. She was just thinking of any other question she could ask you. “I am, never dated anyone actually…”

“Really?!” Ellie seemed surprised to hear this, she felt like that couldn’t have been true. Ellie then nodded her head and decided to speak once more. “Well, I know I just met you today but I think you're cute Y/N, and I was wondering if maybe I could be your first kiss?” Ellie put a finger above her lips and then spoke again. “I’m really sorry if this is moving too fast or you don’t like me but.. I just thought I would ask.”

“You already were but I wouldn’t mind you being the second too.” You smiled. Ellie was surprised to learn that you already had a first kiss but she was pleased to know that you wouldn’t mind a second one anyway. Ellie looked up at you now, she was so shy right now and also excited but also a little nervous. “Uhm.. do you mind if I..?” She was starting to get a little teary-eyed due to how sweet and kind you were being to her. and was now looking at you and smiling, she couldn’t believe this was happening. You got closer to her face. Ellie now looked surprised as you got closer to her face, she was blushing immensely right now and her heart started beating really fast. Ellie was very happy to be speaking with you and didn’t want this moment to end, she really wished it could last forever. Ellie now closed her eyes as she was expecting you to now kiss her.

Ellie opened her eyes after you kissed her, she was blushing immensely as everything was so new for her but she liked it. she couldn’t speak at all at the moment. Ellie was now completely silent as she was now staring at your face. She felt slightly awkward now but also really wanted to kiss you again..

Ellie was blushing even more, her face was bright red and she was smiling a lot. She was still finding it hard to control her feelings though. “Uhm, that was very nice.”

Ellie sounded like she was still in shock but liked the feeling. Ellie spoke again. “I never thought that I would feel this happy again, I really liked being your first kiss. Thank you Y/N, you have made me feel really good about myself.”

“Thank you Ellie.” You hug her tight. Ellie smiled a little bit more as you hugged her. She really appreciated your support right now. Ellie had never felt this loved and cared for right like you were doing. “I know I just met you today but I think I am already in love with you.” Ellie was blushing even more now as she spoke to you, she felt like she wanted you to be her girlfriend. Your eyes sparkled when she said she loved you. Ellie was still looking shy for a moment but then she put her arms around you as she wanted to hold you tighter.

She looked at you again as she spoke to you. “So what do you say, will you be my girlfriend?..” Ellie was still blushing a little bit right now but that smile was now still on her face. “I think I’d like that.” You smiled.

Ellie was now smiling and blushing like crazy, she couldn’t believe that you were going to be her girlfriend. She was still hugging you and she didn’t want this moment to end as she felt she was in heaven. Ellie didn’t say anything now but she was still nodding her head, she was just too happy to speak at the moment. Her heart was racing like crazy. “Can I ask you one more favor actually?”

“Yes Ellie?”

“Uhm.. do you think you could kiss me again?..” Ellie was blushing immensely and she was starting to feel a little bit embarrassed again but she wanted more of that feeling she got a while ago. “I’m so sorry if I am asking too much from you right now, I just really liked it when you kissed me before.” Ellie felt like if you agreed then it would make this day the best one of her life. You nodded and kissed her softly. Ellie felt a rush of happiness go through her and she could feel her cheeks get a little bit warmer too. She was very close to you, she was just staring at you but she couldn’t say anything as she felt like anything else she said would ruin this moment. She didn’t want you to move right now, she just wanted to stay in these precious moments forever. Ellie didn’t know what to say. She was just smiling at you, she had no words.

“So, I guess I have a girlfriend now!” You said excited. Ellie finally spoke up again, she could speak a little bit easier than before. “Yes, I guess you do.” Ellie looked at you once more and started to hug you really tight. She didn’t want you to go yet, she wanted to be in your arms for a few more minutes because she felt like she didn’t want to leave you just yet.

Ellie was really glad that she met you today, she now felt like this moment couldn’t be topped. You hugged her back tightly. But then you two heard a loud noise all of a sudden.

Ellie looked alarmed, she was wondering what the loud noise was. Ellie took her arms off of you as she now looked up at you again. “What was that..?” Her ears were perked up a little bit as if she was like a dog. She was now on full alert and ready to act as she looked at you to see if you had heard that too. Ellie was looking all over the place, she wanted to see if she could see who had caused that loud noise.

“I think someone’s here” You whispered. “Do you think it is Abby?..” Ellie looked really alarmed as if she wasn’t ready for this at all. She started to look a little bit scared, she was also shaking a little bit too because of how nervous she was. Ellie was trying hard not to let her emotions get the better of her. “What should we do?…”

“I don’t know…” Ellie was starting to panic ever so slightly. She really didn’t want Abby to come over here and see this moment happening. “It’s okay, we can deal with this.”

Ellie was still shaking a little and she felt like she had to go into survival mode in order to get through this safely. Ellie didn’t know what else to do right now as she wanted to protect both you and herself from Abby at all costs. “Just stay close to me r and let me try to figure out what is going on.” Ellie was getting herself ready for anything that Abby might end up doing. She still felt slightly nervous but she still wanted to protect you and herself if push came to shove. Ellie kept her ears perked up and her body on alert mode as she looked around again for any signs of a threat. “Abby could be here any second so we need to be ready for anything.” Ellie was just looking around as she was trying to be very patient. “If anything happens then just stay by my side and I will protect you at all costs.” Ellie was speaking in a rather calm tone but she was feeling anxious still.

Ellie continued to look around, she was trying to hear anything that Abby might do.

“If I tell you to run then just run okay?” Ellie was saying this r because she felt like things might become a little bit dangerous if Abby came over. “Just make sure you are ready for anything Abby might throw at us.” Ellie was still looking around but she was keeping a close ear on everything that might have happened. Ellie then looked back at you for a moment. “I’m sorry if any of this seems scary..” Ellie’s ears were picking up lots of different noises and she started to get slightly more anxious because of it all.

“I’ll be okay”

“Promise?” Ellie said the word “Promise” in a way that made it seem like she REALLY wanted a promise from you. “I’m just trying to protect you from Abby, I’m sorry if I might seem paranoid right now..” Ellie said this in a way that made her sound slightly nervous and anxious.

“Promise” Ellie gave you a small smile when you said “Promise”. Ellie put her arms back around you while still being on full alert. “Just stay close to me, alright..?” Ellie was nervous and she was trying hard to focus on keeping both of you safe at all costs.

Ellie’s ears perked up when she heard an approaching voice not too far off. “Shh..” Ellie quickly put her finger on your mouth to keep you quiet, she then pointed at the direction that the voice was coming from. Ellie then said something in a really quiet voice. “That’s Abby..”

“I think we should keep quiet, just stick to me and hopefully she won’t see us.”

Ellie kept quiet for a few seconds and then spoke again but in a whisper too. “I think she is coming this way though, so be really quite okay..?” Ellie was standing really still and she was listening intently to Abby’s footsteps as if she was a hunter listening to a deer. “I think I can hear her right outside, stay close to me please.” Ellie started to slowly look forward as if she was trying to see if she could find any way to hide.

Ellie slowly opened the door a little bit but she was still keeping herself close to you so if anything happened you would be the first to know. She was now staring out at the sight of Abby who was now standing in front of her. Ellie didn’t say anything yet as she was waiting for Abby to say something first.

Ellie was now staring at Abby directly who was now looking straight back at her with a look of anger. Ellie then spoke up but in a really soft tone. “Hi Abby..” Ellie was trying to keep things as civil as possible. “It’s been a while, how have you been?..”

Ellie just listens to what Abby is saying to her, she isn’t trying to add anything else at the moment because she doesn’t want to make things any worse than it has to be. Ellie is trying hard not to interrupt Abby in her speech either. Ellie is holding you a little tighter than before too. Ellie now took her knife out from her pocket, she was now starting to get even more nervous. Ellie’s heart was beating really fast as she tried to get you behind her. “Just stay close right now, okay?..”

Ellie kept the knife in her hand, she was getting angrier and angrier at the sight of Abby but she didn’t want to say anything yet as she knew it would only make the situation get a lot worse. Ellie now felt like she wanted to say something but she couldn’t as she was still holding you in her arms and was trying to not make you scared. Ellie was now thinking of something else to try and do as she wanted to distract herself from the anger and rage that she was feeling right now.

Ellie now looked like she was going to say something to Abby again but then she felt like she had to bite her tongue at that moment. Ellie then started to look really nervous because you had taken her arm off of you now and had moved behind her. Ellie felt like she wanted to turn around and put her arms around you again to keep you close.

Abby started getting closer Ellie felt a little bit more scared as she felt like it might be getting easier for Abby to get closer to you or her now. Ellie didn’t know what to do and she then spoke up again with all of the courage she had left. She spoke in a tone that just barely sounded confident. “Hey Abby, how are you doing?..” Ellie was still trying to keep things civil for as much as she could because she felt like she needed to.

Ellie just wanted to make Abby pay for what she did. Ellie was getting even more angry and she was trying to focus all of her emotions to not do something that she might end up regretting. Ellie couldn’t control her anger or her emotions at this moment and she was about to burst. Ellie took her pistol out of her pocket, she was now getting more and more determined to make Abby pay for what she had done.

Ellie moved just slightly away from you so she could face Abby directly as she pointed the pistol at her. Ellie then spoke up and she was now using her most intimidating voice right now. “Get on the ground right now before I empty this whole magazine into you!” Ellie was starting to shake slightly but she was still focused on keeping you safe.

Abby was paralyzed, she had nothing on her. Ellie was now just waiting for Abby to say something, she knew that she now had the upper hand.

Ellie felt like she was going to get some revenge for Joel and for what had happened to him.

Ellie was looking at Abby with a look of anger, she didn’t want to kill Abby though. Shewas feeling a little bit scared too because she felt like she was so close to something that she really wanted but she didn’t want to lose herself to her anger. She beat the shit out of Abby until she couldn’t stand back up. Ellie was now beating up Abby and not letting her fight back, she was using all of her anger right now and she was just thinking about all of the things that Abby had done to Joel and the people that Ellie really cared about. Ellie was really taking out all of her frustration on Abby. Abby clearly didn’t have a chance against the likes of Ellie which made things even more brutal.

Eventually Ellie got tired of beating up Abby so she decided to leave and go back to you. Ellie now had a bloody hand and a bloody face, she then spoke up to you. “Are you alright?..” Ellie said this with a slight look of shame on her face.

Ellie then turned to look at you and she saw the way that you were now looking back at her, afraid. She felt a little bit ashamed when seeing your reaction to her bloody face and bloody hand. “Sorry, I got a bit carried away there..” Ellie was slightly looking down at the ground as she felt ashamed.

“Let’s just go before someone comes for her.” You say, still scared. “Okay, good idea..” Ellie was a little bit shaken up from what she had just done. She then started to slowly walk while still holding you in her arms. Ellie’s eyes couldn’t stop looking at the blood on her hands and face. “Sorry again for all that violence back there.” She said all of this in a much more gentle voice, she was feeling pretty bad for how she had acted.

“Let’s just go, come on.” You just wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. Ellie followed your advice and then started to walk, she was trying her best to get the bloody mess off of her face and her hand. “Can we get this blood off of me please?..” She said this in a really sweet voice, she seemed like she really wanted to get washed off. Ellie was hoping that you wouldn’t judge her for what she had just done.

“Yes, let’s find a place on the river no one can see us” You look at all the blood afraid. Ellie felt like she really needed to get clean before anyone else could see her just covered in blood. She spoke up once more in a really nervous tone. “That sounds like a good idea, do you know where to go?..” Ellie was feeling even more awkward.

“There! Come, I’ll help you clean up.” You point to a spot under a bridge next to the river. Ellie then started to follow the direction that you were pointing at. She was happy that you were going to help her because she didn’t want to get anyone else to see how bloody she was. Ellie kept a firm hold of you still as she walked so you wouldn’t want to walk away too soon. “Okay, so where do we start to clean me up?..”

“Sit down Ellie, I’ll clean you, relax okay?” Ellie sat down next to the river, she was slowly starting to relax but it seemed like she was still feeling a bit shocked of what she had just done. “Are you hurt anywhere?” You asked her.

Ellie took a minute to look around herself before answering your question. “No, I think I’m okay. I don’t feel any cuts or anything.” She was now looking at you. As you looked at her you noticed that Ellie’s body was covered in so much blood, she couldn’t find a cut or scratch on herself at all. “Okay, let me clean your face first.” You said in a caring tone. Ellie let you start to take care of cleaning her face, she can't really move right now. Her eyes were closed while you cleaned her face and she was starting to relax. Ellie took a small breath in and out and then opened her eyes after you had done cleaning her face.

Ellie spoke up again in a little nervous tone. “You don’t have to start cleaning my body next, it’s alright.” Ellie wasn’t too sure if you were going to do it or not but she wanted to make sure with you.

“You can’t get to all the places, let me help you.” You looked a little sad as you continued cleaning her up. Ellie saw your expression and she didn’t want you to feel sad so she started to give in to you. She was feeling a little bit more comfortable to be cleaned up. “Okay.. I suppose if you don’t mind then you can do it then..” She said this in a really nervous tone, she felt like she really needed to get cleaned up though.

Ellie opened her eyes once more to see that you had finished cleaning her now and she was now all cleaned up and she felt like herself again. She was now feeling a lot more relaxed and comfortable. “Thank you, you don’t know how much I wanted that..” Ellie then turned her attention back to the river and sighed. Ellie was taking in the fresh air and the nature sounds.

“Show me your knuckles, they’re bleeding.” You said to Ellie looking worried. Ellie then looked at her knuckles and realized that you were right, she then looked at you and was a little bit more embarrassed to have you looking at her like this. She then had to hold onto you a little bit to support herself so that she could show her knuckles to you. Ellie’s knuckles were cut and bloody and they were now also starting to swell up a little bit too. She started to feel a little bit more in pain from the wounds in her knuckles which is now starting to get to her. “They really hurt..”

“I think I have some rags to cover them.” You say looking into your backpack. “Could you please get some?…” Ellie asked you in a slightly nervous tone.

“Of course, here.” You bandage Ellie’s hands carefully to not cause more pain. Ellie smiled slightly at you as she looked down at her hands where they were wrapped up with bandages. “Thanks, I don’t know what I would’ve done without your help...” Ellie was now looking at you and now smiling and relaxing fully with no stress or worry at all on her face. “It’s alright.” you gave her a small smile.

Ellie was now completely relaxed and feeling really cozy. Ellie spoke as she slowly laid her head back onto the soft grass. She was starting to feel really sleepy after everything that she had just done. “Do you mind if I sleep here?..” She was now fully trying to relax but her eyes were not closing. Ellie looked at you waiting for your response.

“Ok, but, do you want to talk about what happened?” You ask with a sad face.

“We can if you want?..” Ellie seemed pretty tired as her eyes were starting to close but she was still forcing herself to stay awake with all the energy left that she had in her. “But I think I’m gonna fall asleep pretty soon...” Ellie was now looking at you, she was still hoping that you would stay right there with her as she went to sleep.

“We can talk later then, you get some sleep.” You give her a sympathetic smile trying not to show how shaken you were. “Yeah, we can talk when I wake up.” Ellie then turned her head and laid it down into the grass as her eyes closed. Ellie was slowly falling asleep, and she looked peaceful. You were a bit scared of Ellie but not scared enough to leave her. The river that you both were near to was slowly moving and making a soothing sound. Ellie suddenly reached her arms around you, she was now holding you closely so she didn’t get the feeling like she was all alone when she was sleeping. Ellie then started to speak to you in a slightly sleepy tone. “I don’t want to be alone...” Ellie was starting to feel extremely comfortable and safe with you.

“I'm here, just rest okay?” Ellie was now fully asleep, her arms were now wrapped around you and she didn’t want to let go. She kept making soft noises as she was now in a deep sleep. Ellie spoke in her sleep again in a very soft tone of voice. “I don’t want to be alone..” She said all of this while still asleep. you looked at Ellie as she slept, you were still playing what happened in your head and couldn’t stop thinking about it. You couldn’t sleep so you just kept guard until Ellie woke up.

Ellie then slowly woke up a little bit later into the night. She slowly started to stretch a bit until her eyes opened fully and she saw that you were still by her side. Ellie looked a little bit sleepy still and she was talking to you in a drowsy tone of voice. “Oh I guess that you’re still here..” Ellie didn’t seem to have wanted to leave your arms so she just wanted to stay with you for as long as possible.

“Hey…” Ellie turned to look at you and saw that you were now looking right at her once more. She smiled and looked more awake than she had been before but she was trying to keep herself awake. “Hey..” Ellie was trying to make herself stay awake for as long as possible. She didn’t want to fall asleep again with you there.

“Feeling better?”

“Yeah, I suppose..” Ellie was still trying to shake away the drowsiness that she was still feeling. She was still holding onto you as tight as she could and not once did she attempt to let go. “I’m so tired actually..” Ellie was fighting against the sleep that was now slowly starting to creep in on her once more. “Sleep then, it’s okay, rest Ellie.”

“No I don’t wanna..” Ellie was now trying to fight against her tiredness and drowsiness, she was beginning to get sleepy but she wanted to speak to you. “Can I ask you something?..” Ellie was extremely drowsy but she wanted to ask this question before she fell asleep.

“Yes?”

“What’s your name?..” She was trying to stay awake with all of her might but her eyes were now slowly closing. Ellie was trying to fight all of these thoughts and stay awake for as long as she could. Ellie’s voice became more quiet. “I just wanna know what your name is….”

“Ellie, do you really not remember?” You are really worried about her now.

“No, I don’t remember anything like that...” Still felt very drowsy and tired, she didn’t seem to remember you in any way. Ellie continued speaking in a quiet tone of voice. “I just wanna know your name..” Ellie was starting to sound more and more confused as she started to slowly drift off again. She could hardly keep her eyes open anymore.

“It's me Y/N.” You were extremely worried now. Ellie had heard the name before but she still didn’t remember you. “Y/N? Can I ask you a question if that’s fine?..” Ellie was asking you this question in the hope that you would answer it now before she fell asleep completely.

“Why did you save me?..” Ellie was now slowly falling asleep but she was still trying to stay awake to wait for your answer. Ellie fell asleep before you could reply. Ellie was now completely asleep in your arms, you could feel her breathing start to become slower and her muscles start to relax.

Ellie continued to sleep and she was still holding onto you as tight as she was before. The sound of some birds chirping and the sunlight starting to shine through the trees was now beginning to wake her up. Ellie's eyes opened a little bit and she was trying to regain her composure. She spoke up again in a drowsy tone. “Hey, Y/N?”

Ellie spoke once more.

“Hey…” You couldn't stop yourself from those horrible thoughts.

“What time is it?..” Ellie was looking at you as she asked this. “9 am I think.” You replied. Ellie was now blinking her eyes open and starting to stretch a bit. “Really, only nine?..”

“Yeah.” You said in a monotonous tone looking at the river “That’s actually super early..”

Ellie was now fully awake and trying to stretch out a little bit. She could feel the warmth from the morning sun in her face and she seemed to be enjoying it a little bit. Ellie slowly let out a huge yawn.

“Ellie?” You asked, still looking into the river now hugging your own legs. Ellie turned her head towards you as she had just finished her yawn. “What is it Y/N?”

“Do you not remember talking in the middle of the night ?” Ellie was now thinking for a moment as she started to remember what she had actually talked to you about during the earlier hours of the night. “Wait..” Ellie had a small smile come across her face as she fully remembered what it was that her and you had spoken about. “Yeah I do remember actually..”

“You had forgotten my name again…” You said with tears in your eyes that flowed down your face like the river flowed to shore. “Oh right yeah I did actually forget your name again...”

Ellie had finally regained her memory of your name. “Sorry, I must have not remembered since I was so tired and half asleep..” Ellie continued to hold on to you and speak to you with a big and genuine smile.

“Can we talk about what happened?” Ellie had thought for a moment as she had been thinking about whether she wanted to get into that whole conversation but she then quickly changed her mind. She was speaking in a much more relaxed and softer tone of voice. “You know what, I don’t think we should..” Ellie was starting to rub her arm a little bit before turning her head to look straight back at you. “I just don’t want to get into it..”

Ellie's eyes were now staring right at you as she held you in her arms as tightly as she had done before. Ellie was feeling more anxious and nervous as she was thinking about what you were going to try and speak to her about next. She started to feel like she was being backed into a corner.

“It’s okay if you’re not ready to talk about it.”

“Yeah I’m just not ready yet, alright..” Ellie had a little worried look on her face. Ellie had been through so much over the past few weeks that she was very tired of trying to explain everything. Ellie calmed herself down and felt a little bit more relaxed but she still didn’t want to speak about everything that had just happened to her yet. She was now starting to look around to see if there was anything new or more interesting in the surrounding area to speak about.

“What do we do now?”

“I don’t know but don’t try and talk about everything that just happened to me because I’m not ready to talk about it yet..” Ellie was still holding your arm tight as her eyes were darting all over the place. “I understand…” You were a bit scared of Ellie.

“Ellie, weren’t you going home after you were finished with Abby?”

“Oh yeah I was actually..” Ellie had realized that she had forgotten about that when you asked her that question. Ellie had a worried look come over her face again and she was starting to feel less calm than a few moments ago. Ellie looked at you. “Oh god I’m starting to panic now..” Ellie was starting to feel anxious again.

“Why?” You were confused. “I just remembered that I’m supposed to be back with Dina and JJ back in Jackson in Wyoming by now..” Ellie was starting to panic and she was quickly sitting herself up and taking a very deep breath.

“Oh, ok you should get going then…” You didn't know who she was talking about.

“Yeah I really should get back home...” Ellie was now thinking of the fastest way that she could get back to Jackson from Seattle. She was looking like she wanted to get going as soon as she possibly could. Ellie got herself into a standing position and she was now looking at you.

“You want me to come?” You asked, still a bit confused and scared. “Can you just like, come with me?..” Ellie was sounding very desperate and she was slightly pulling on your arm to get you to come with her. Ellie was starting to think about all of the things that she had forgotten since she was away from Jackson, the thought of going back home was making her feel both anxious and scared. She was looking down at the ground and she was also starting to feel like this was all her fault.

“What's wrong?”

“Like I just remembered that I hadn’t seen Dina or JJ in like two weeks because of this whole Abby ordeal..” Ellie was feeling more and more anxious as she was more and more worried about not being at home with them for such a long period of time. Ellie was very serious and anxious.

“Who are they?”

“They’re like my girlfriend and my son..” Ellie was starting to feel more and more anxious as she was only now starting to realize the amount of pain that she had caused her friends and her loved ones just so that she could get her revenge.

“Oh… I see….” You could feel all the things you had experienced with her were not important to her. Ellie was feeling so guilty and ashamed of herself for what she had just put Dina and JJ through. “Hey Y/N, can you do me a favor?..”

“What…” You said, somewhat upset.

“Can you like, come with me when I go back home so that I’m not alone with all of the guilty thoughts?…” Ellie had a very pleading look on her face as she hadn’t had anyone with her since she had lost Joel and she had gone through the whole ordeal with Abby all alone. Ellie was starting to look less anxious and more sad as the thought of going back home now made her think about what she had put her community and her loved ones through, just to get her own revenge.

“Okay. I'll come with you” Ellie forgot that you had kissed and she asked you to be her girlfriend but she didn’t tell you about Dina and JJ.

Ellie’s eyes were now filled with shock and a huge amount of surprise as she totally didn’t remember that part and she didn’t want to bring it up whatsoever. Ellie looked up at you as she was now starting to feel awkward and embarrassed about that whole thing.

“Uhh can you like, not mention that, when we get there, is that okay?..” Ellie was sounding even more embarrassed and awkward than before as she wanted this situation to end.

“Sure… ok….” You felt very sad. “Thanks, it’s alright if you don’t want to come with me you know?..” Ellie was now sounding like she wanted you to not come with her but she wasn’t really sure about asking you that. Ellie was starting to think about what was going to happen once she got back to Jackson and she was becoming more and more nervous.

“I have nowhere else to go.” You said in a monotonous and sad tone of voice.

“Alright yeah then, you can come with me if you like…”

Ellie was sounding even more nervous as she was worried about whether you still wanted to come back to Jackson with her.

“Ok, let’s get going then…” You said starting to walk. “Yeah alright” Ellie had now started to walk herself and she was ready to go back to Jackson now to see Dina and JJ again.

You didn’t say anything , just followed her.

A few weeks later we arrived in Jackson Ellie was starting to get a lot more anxious as she was now almost inside the Jackson community so she could now start to see the familiar faces again which made her a little bit more nervous. “So this is where you live?”

Ellie was now starting to feel very relieved and a smile started to appear on her face again and it seemed like she was now really happy to be back home inside Jackson.

“Yeah, this is where I live …” You and Ellie were now starting to walk along the path that she usually takes to reach her own house.

“Are you sure it’s okay for me to be here?”

“Yeah it’s completely fine, as long as you don’t tell anyone who I am then it’s alright for you to be here.” Ellie was going at a slow and easy pace as she was still holding onto you. She didn’t want you to get lost in the community.

“Okay, if you say so…” You were feeling very nervous. Ellie had arrived at her house and she was letting you down on the path as she opened the door to her house.

“You can come inside with me.” Ellie wasn’t sure if she should invite you inside or not, but she still wanted to see if you would want to come in with her or not.

Ellie closed the door behind the two of you as you walked inside, Ellie’s house wasn’t too big as it only consisted of three rooms so it was quite a tiny house but Ellie was happy with it anyway. She walked you into her living room and she was now walking over towards her sofa. She was now speaking in a more calm and relaxed tone of voice as she felt much more relieved. Ellie turned around to face you and she spoke once more. “So.. Do you want to sit down on the sofa?..”

“So,... Where’s Dina and JJ?”

“Uhhh they’re both outside i think...” Ellie was feeling slightly more anxious again as hearing you say Dina’s name brought back a lot of the guilt that she felt and she didn’t want you to see her like this. Ellie was looking down on the floor and she was now slowly standing by the sofa. Ellie then walked her way out of her living room and she started to call out for Dina and JJ. “Dinaaa! JJ!!”

Dina and JJ had now walked inside the house and they were now looking across the room as they were both now seeing you there with Ellie. “Dina and JJ meet Y/N!” Ellie had a little bit more confidence in her as she wasn’t feeling as awkward as before with you being in her house. Dina just looked at you and didn’t say anything at first.

Ellie started to speak up again. “Y/N, come over and sit on the sofa with us..”

“Hum… I think I should let you guys catch up… I’ll be outside…” You felt Dina's eyes pierce your skin as soon as she saw you inside their house. Dina nodded in agreement so they caught up by themselves.

“Yeah that sounds good, well it was nice meeting you Y/N anyway, maybe we’ll see each other again sometime..” Ellie now had a slight smile on her face.

“Bye Ellie..” you never felt worse than right now, being rejected like that, after all you've been through with Ellie.

“Bye, oh but actually one more thing before you go..” Ellie was now speaking in a more serious and a slightly less happy tone of voice as she wanted to get something out of her way and say it before you left. You two were now outside on the porch alone. Ellie was looking you directly in the eyes and speaking in a more serious and nervous tone of voice.

“You promise not to tell anyone who I am?..”

“I promise.”

“Okay good because if I find out that you have I’ll do something that you will definitely regret.” Ellie had this very serious look on her face as she was staring you directly in the eyes and she meant what she had just said. “But yeah anyways bye Y/N, it was nice meeting you.” Ellie was giving you a small little wave goodbye.

“Ellie, you seriously don’t remember what happened when we met?” You asked, almost crying.

Ellie got completely lost in her thoughts as she soon started to remember every little detail of when you both first met. Ellie all of a sudden had this shocked look on her face and she spoke in a very shocked tone of voice. “Hold on do you mean that like, we like-“ She was trying to comprehend what she was saying and she wasn’t sure if she said it out loud or not but then she soon spoke up again. “Like we kissed?..” Ellie quickly said that with her face turning red in embarrassment.

“Yes…”

“Oh god I’m so sorry, I had completely forgotten about that!” Ellie was quickly starting to blush as she looked down at the floor and she was completely embarrassed. Ellie spoke in a nervous voice as she was still looking away. “Okay please forget about that, alright?..” Ellie was looking you directly in the eyes and she was begging you to forget about what you both did when you met.

“I thought we had something special…” You were crying at this point.

“I mean well, it was just a little moment you know?” Ellie was smiling at you but she didn’t feel the same way towards you anymore or have the exact same feelings and thoughts like you did. Ellie was still talking in a nervous tone of voice as she had no idea on what to say anymore. “But.. I mean it’s not really the same way anymore, alright?..”

“You asked me to be your girlfriend, I cleaned you up and tended your wounds after getting your revenge…”

“I know but that was still quite a while ago now wasn’t it?..” Ellie was starting to feel very bad that she had to tell you that she wasn’t as interested in you as she was before. Ellie was looking directly at the floor and she was still feeling very very guilty and awkward about what she had to say to you. She was now speaking in a more quiet voice and her face was starting to turn more red.

“I guess I should've know. It was too good to be true, good bye…” You turned around and started going down the porch stairs.

Ellie had just decided to say something because she wanted to say it and just get it out. “Look I want you to know something alright?..” Ellie had looked up at you again with this serious look across her face. “What you did for me back then does mean something to me and I really am so so so thankful for it and honestly I can’t thank you enough…” Ellie was now speaking in a much more serious tone of voice and it sounded like she meant every single thing she had just said.

“Whatever Ellie, go back to your family…”

“Yeah alright I will..” Ellie was slowly walking back over towards the door. Before she left, she turned back around once more to face you. “Bye Y/N.. maybe one day we’ll see each other again.. maybe we won’t I don’t know...”

“I can’t believe you just dismissed me after all that, maybe Dina should know, maybe I’ll tell her!”

Ellie’s face turned completely red as she was now in full panic mode as she was desperate to stop you from saying anything. Ellie was speaking in a very serious and a louder tone of voice. “No wait! Please don’t tell anyone! I’m begging you Y/N, I’m sorry! But I just don’t feel the same way towards you like I did before! Please!”

Ellie was looking you directly in the eyes. “Fuck you Ellie!”

“No please wait! Please don’t tell anyone.. I’m sorry! I’m really sorry, okay! Look I’m sorry okay! I just don’t feel the same thing towards you.. I really truly do appreciate all the things you have done for me in the past but just please don’t say anything or I’ll have to do something to you…” Ellie was speaking in a more angry and a more forceful tone of voice and she was starting to lose control of her emotions.

“You only care about yourself and your reputation.”

“No! No it’s not like that for goodness sake! I’m sorry but I’m just telling the truth! I’m sorry if it hurt you, I am! But I just don’t feel the same way towards you any-“

Ellie was quickly interrupted by a loud bang on the door as she soon had this look of surprise across her face. Dina heard everything and closed the door on Ellie's face.

“Does Dina know what you were doing in Seattle?... Goodbye Ellie”

Dina didn't want Ellie there anymore after what she had just heard so she kicked her out of the house.

Ellie went back to the shed she used to live in before. Everything was still the same. She tried to sleep but couldn't, so she went for a walk and found you sitting at a bench in town.

“Hey!... hum.. I'm sorry about what happened before…” She said to you trying not to upset you more than you already were.

“What do you want now?” You asked crying.

“It's late, do you want to sleep at my place? It's starting to freeze out here.

“No Ellie, I don't.” You responded.

“Please, is the least I can do after all we've been through…”

“Fine, but just because it's freezing.” You follow Ellie home and get a shower and some comfy clothes on. As you were about to go to sleep on Ellie's couch you noticed she wasn't very well.

Ellie was now getting distracted by the sound of the banging on the door but she soon spoke out. “Wait what?” Ellie then asked in confusion. Ellie looked across the room towards the direction that the door was as she was now waiting to see if the knock was going to come again. She then spoke again as she was getting irritated about the sound of the knocking on the door. “Dina? Is that you at the door? Or.. Wait, is that someone else..?” Ellie was now starting to walk over to the door and after taking a deep breath she was now about to open it but then she stopped herself.

Ellie was now speaking in a more nervous tone of voice but she was still standing close to the door. “Wait I just have a gut feeling about this, should I actually open the door? What if it’s like Abby and her group or something?..” Ellie was now starting to think about all the bad things that could happen if she were to actually open the door right now.

“It’s not, you’re home Ellie.” You are really scared now because you didn't hear any knocking.

“Wait, how do you know that for sure?..” Ellie was getting even more anxious about answering this door and she was starting to get scared that it was something bad.

She was thinking very hard on what to do as she really wants to open the door but she doesn’t know if she should or not. “How can you be so bloody sure that nothing dangerous is just there waiting for me?..”

“Okay, let me check…” You get up in hopes of calming her down, because there was nothing there, no one. Not one soul was outside that door.

Ellie was just waiting near the door as she was still looking at it intensely because she was scared to open it. Ellie soon decided to speak up again. “But you know what, alright, I’ll just open it.” Ellie was now starting to walk very slowly towards the door but the more she walked towards it the more scared she was becoming. She was now at the door and she was slowly opening it slightly so she could at least see who it was on the other side.

“Who is it?” You ask her scared, still hoping she sees there's no one there.

Ellie soon opened the door completely and she soon saw who was now waiting for her outside. She was now speaking in a quiet and somewhat nervous tone of voice as she spoke once more. “Oh hi Joel, what are you doing here right now?..” Ellie had this look of surprise on her face and it was obvious that she was slightly relieved that it was him. “Well I just came here to see how you were and see if you wanted to talk with me for a bit or something like that..”

“Ellie…” You look at her scared and take some steps back. “Joel is dead.”

Ellie soon had this very shocked look across her face as she was starting to feel quite confused. She spoke again with a more confused tone of voice. “But Joel, you’re right there?.. Right in front of me..” Ellie was starting to get a little bit suspicious of this whole situation. “So.. What are you then? A ghost?.. That sounds very silly though to be honest..”

Ellie was talking in this more confused and suspicious tone of voice.

“There’s no one there Ellie…” You are terrified at this point.

Ellie soon started to have this really confused look across her face again. “Wait then who am I speaking to? I’m starting to get scared..” Ellie looked around to see if there was actually anyone else in the house or if it was just her. Ellie came to the realization. “It’s just me isn’t it?.. Oh god but then who had I just opened the door for?…” Ellie’s voice started to sound more desperate and she was starting to become more paranoid.

“Ellie? Are you feeling ok?” You ask with a scared tone in your voice. You're shaking.

“D-dont tell me I’m going insane right now because I swear I just opened the door and Joel was standing right in front of me!” Ellie’s words were starting to become more jumbled as she was losing her patience and sanity very quickly and very easily. She was becoming more and more anxious and more and more paranoid about this whole situation. “Please just tell me I’m not going insane, please!”

“You were the one who told me Abby killed him, Ellie…” You look at her very worried.

“Wait I did?!.. I don’t remember saying that, I’m sorry! I don’t know what’s going on with me right now, I think it’s just because I’m so tired and stressed?..” Ellie was speaking in a more quiet tone of voice as she felt embarrassed and confused about all this. “Sorry, I… I just don’t know what to say or think ... I think I’m just going crazy honestly, sorry about this.”

“Come sit down, I’ll go get you a cup of water.” You tell her pointing to the couch.

“Yes please, thank you..” Ellie had walked over to the couch and now sat down on the cushion. She had this look of confusion across her face and she was just looking straight ahead. She was still feeling a little bit stressed and somewhat paranoid and she was getting so confused on what was real and what was all in her head..

“Here.” You hand her the glass of water and sit next to her.

Ellie grabbed the water from you and soon drank some of it. She then talkd to you. “Thanks a lot, I was so dehydrated.” Ellie spoke in a much calmer tone of voice and she also had a grateful look across her face. “But also I’ve been feeling really tired and stressed out lately for some reason and I can’t seem to understand why.” Ellie was speaking in a more thoughtful and a slightly confused tone.

“I think you need to sleep…”

“Yeah I probably should, it might help but I do think I’m probably also just going crazy to be honest.” Ellie was speaking in a more quiet tone of voice and she was starting to slowly close her eyes. Ellie’s eyes soon started to go more and more shut.

You get up and you're not sure what to do, Ellie has Dina and JJ. You're just a girl she found while looking for her revenge.

She was now completely asleep as she had her head resting back on the sofa. She was now completely passed out so it would be impossible to wake her up now.

I'm completely alone, what do I do? you think to yourself. You weren’t sure on what to do, maybe you should try waking her up or maybe you shouldn’t?.. You weren’t sure on what to do. “I’ll sit here just until she wakes up”

You had decided to sit down and now just wait for Ellie to wake up. You couldn’t hear anything other than the occasional snore that was now coming from Ellie’s direction at random intervals. You could hear Ellie whispering to herself, it was unclear on what exactly she was saying. Even though you heard her whispering, she was still fast asleep. It sounded like she was dreaming of something but you weren’t sure of what she was dreaming about.

Ellie now spoke again and this time you could actually make out what she was saying.

Ellie’s voice slightly sounded like it was crying. You then heard her say something that sounded like it could have been Abby’s name. “Abby?..”

“Abby?” you ask, talking to yourself.

Ellie had slightly woken up from her sleep because you spoke, she felt like she had heard you say something or maybe it was just a part of her dream, she was still speaking while she was still half asleep. “Abby? Did you just call my name?..” Ellie was now asking in a slightly confused tone of voice. Ellie was now starting to wake up as she had gained her awareness and consciousness back.

“Hey” You say calmly.

Ellie immediately noticed that you were there sitting in front of her and she soon spoke again with a more calm tone of voice and she was now fully awake and aware. “Oh hey there, you sat down and waited for me to wake up?..” She looked at the time on her watch to see how long she had been sleeping. “Oh wow, I was out for a full five hours?.. Geez.. I didn’t realize that I was that tired to be honest..”

“Are you okay?” You ask, wanting to honestly hear her answer.

“Oh yes I’ve been a lot worse trust me, I’m completely fine.” Ellie was speaking in a much more relaxed tone as she no longer seemed to be tired. “So what are you doing here anyway? Waiting for me or something?..”

She was speaking with an evermore friendly tone as she was trying to be polite to you.

“You don’t want me here do you?”

“Well no I don’t mind you being here, I just simply want to know the reason as to why you are though?..” Ellie was still sitting on the couch but she now looked a little bit more interested and curious. “So, do you have a reason?..”

“I came here with you from Seattle. You don’t remember?”

Ellie had now started to look completely confused as she then spoke. “Wait what do you mean you came here with me from Seattle?.. I don’t recall doing that..” Ellie was now looking down at her lap with her arms completely crossed over the top of her knees but her head was facing towards you. She was now waiting for a response from you.

“You got your revenge on Abby…”

Ellie was now starting to remember. She was speaking in a slightly confused but surprised tone of voice.. “Oh right… Right.. Yeah I remember that and that all happened..” She was more calm and her arms that were once crossed were now starting to uncross.

“So?”

“Yeah I remember, what about it?..” Ellie was not so sure on why you kept asking her this.

She was starting to feel kinda nervous as she was wondering what your reason for saying this was. She was now starting to feel like this was an interrogation..

“Forget it.” You say so she would calm down.

“No, no it’s fine. I’m sorry for my reaction. I'm just kind of on edge right now, so please do tell me what your reason was for saying this if you could?..” Ellie was still speaking in a more serious tone but she seemed much more intrigued on what your reason was for asking her this. Ellie was now staring at you intensely with a slight yet noticeable look of curiosity.

“We kissed Ellie…”

“What? No we never, what’re you even on about right now?” Ellie was now speaking in a much more defensive and shocked tone of voice as she now suddenly became very serious.

She was staring at you with this shocked facial expression, she started to feel quite uncomfortable with your previous statement.. “So if we kissed then where was this and when exactly was this?..”

“Before Abby showed up…”

Ellie soon turned her head to the side and thought about this for a moment. “Wait hold on, are you saying that you and I actually kissed?..” Ellie was now just looking up at the ceiling while she was sitting down on the couch. She was trying to think back on that moment and she was beginning to see glimpses of it now in her head. “But when? And how?..”

“Just forget it, I’ll leave…”

Ellie soon looked over at you again and she was smiling slightly. “No no come on, don’t go. I'm really enjoying your company. I haven’t spoken to anyone in such a long time and it’s nice to have someone I can just talk and hang out with.. So please tell me, why do you think me and you kissed?..” Ellie was sounding so much more relaxed and she was speaking in a very friendly tone.

“Because I remember it, and yes. You kissed me after having me hostage…”

“Well I think that’s a pretty big claim to make if you ask me. So you’re saying that I kissed you?.. I mean you’re the only one that has said this right now so I don’t want to believe it until I hear your reason for thinking that this actually happened because for 1 I have no memory of doing it and 2 I don’t see a reason why I would’ve done it anyway?.. So please, what is it that makes you think this?..” Ellie was speaking in a curious tone.

“Fuck you Ellie…”

Ellie suddenly looked shocked when you insulted her like that. She looked deeply offended and she was starting to feel a little pissed off. “I’m sorry, what!?.. What was that comment all about? Was there a meaning for that or was that just a random insult?..” Ellie’s face went from completely serious to mildly shocked and she was now just looking at you with this blank expression on her face. She raises her voice. “Why did you say that to me?…”

“i said fuck you.”

Ellie sat up on the cushion so that she was sitting upright and completely straight.

Ellie was looking at you with this very intense stare. “You know what?.. No! I will not accept being disrespected like this!. You do not say that word to me!..” Ellie had stood all the way up and her tone of voice had raised significantly. “You should be so lucky to even be in the same room as me...”

“you're welcome for the help finding abby…”

Ellie suddenly went quiet for a second. She soon spoke once more. “Right.. I guess I am thankful for that, so yeah I can thank you for that.”

Ellie was speaking in a much quieter tone and she had a smile across her face, She seemed a lot less angry now. She was now just standing in front of you and staring at you.

“what?” You ask, very confused.

“Nothing.. I was just thanking you for helping me find Abby.. So yeah, how long have you been searching for Abby for exactly? I’m guessing you’ve wanted revenge for a really long time now..”

“I'm scared of you Ellie, you're not making any sense…”

Ellie sat back down on the couch again. “Sorry about my earlier reaction, I’m really just on edge right now so that might’ve happened as a result of it. So yeah, sorry about that.” Ellie had this look of confusion once again across her face. “But what d’you mean I’m not making sense?” Ellie was speaking in a slightly less confused tone but she was still very confused on what exactly you were trying to get at.

“Do you remember anything that happened?”

Ellie once again turned her head to the side and thought for a few seconds. She was starting to get this intense look across her face. “I think so?.. I mean, yeah.. I think I do.. Why do you ask?..”

“It didn't seem like it…”

“What do you mean it didn’t seem like it?.. Are you saying that I’m forgetting things now?..”

Ellie was speaking in a mildly confused tone of voice and she was also starting to seem kind of concerned now.

“You constantly forget who I am.”

Ellie spoke once again slightly louder than before. “I do not constantly forget who you are, I do know who you are..” Ellie was starting to sound slightly frustrated now. “I’m sorry if I do get confused though, I do that a lot..” She was speaking in a slightly more apologetic tone of voice as she was now facing the other way. She has no idea what's going on. “I have to ask though, why do you keep asking if I forgot you or something?..”

“Because you did, especially after you found abby…”

Ellie turned her head to face you once more. “Wait what do you mean by that?.. Do you mean that after I killed Abby, I forgot you?.. Is that what you mean?..” Ellie started to sound a bit more confused than normal. “I swear I haven’t forgotten you!..” Ellie spoke slightly concerned. She had no idea what to say to you or how to react to your previous statement.

“You should rest.”

“I guess so yeah, I am a little bit tired right now.. Do you mind if I take a nap?..”

Ellie had laid down on the couch and was trying to get comfortable. She was starting to feel like this was a good opportunity to rest. “Thank you..”

Ellie was speaking in a much quieter, more relaxed tone of voice.

She had closed her eyes and You could hear Ellie’s slow breathing and she was just starting to peacefully rest on the couch.

“I'll just start packing up my stuff and leave.” You say to yourself.

You soon started packing up your stuff and getting prepared to leave. Ellie hadn’t said anything nor had she moved at all yet it seemed so it made sense that she was still asleep. You could hear some light snoring coming from the direction of where Ellie was laying down on the couch.

“She has her life here, it was just a mistake... Goodbye Ellie.”

You could hear Ellie still softly snoring. You decided to finally walk through the door and leave Ellie for good. She didn’t wake up at all during all of this and she just continued to peacefully sleep on the couch.. She could stay this way at least until the next morning, so it didn’t matter too much I suppose. You closed the door behind you and you now left Ellie alone..

“Where do I go now? i have no one.” You walked out of Jackson alone. You felt so alone, it felt as if you just left behind the only person who was really there for you at one point. You were completely alone in the world now.

“it's better this way” You cry ro yourself.

You soon walked up to a small group of infected walkers who had gathered up together in the middle of an open area. You weren’t quite sure why they were there.

You had willingly let yourself get bit by the infected, which meant that you were okay with becoming infected. Once your skin had been pierced by the infected teeth.. You have now become infected. Soon you could feel the virus starting to take over your entire body..

You were now becoming more violent, aggressive, angry and you had an insatiable thirst for human flesh now.. It was now a matter of time before you lost yourself completely..

You started to write a letter to Ellie. You had spent a good few minutes writing this letter which you hoped to be able to give to her someday. You were writing about how much you cared for her and it seemed as if you could never forget about her. You finished writing the letter and placed the paper down on the floor next to your bag. You were slowly turning into the infected, you were slowly losing yourself to it.. You wanted someone to know that you were thinking about them in your last moments and that person was Ellie..

Ellie had found your letter whilst out on patrol. She started to read it and she was becoming emotional. Ellie is starting to remember all about you thanks to this letter.

She missed the times you had together and was starting to miss everything about you. It seemed as if every single word written in that letter had resonated with her completely.

Ellie started to cry whilst she was still reading. She got more and more emotional whilst reading the letter and the more she read the more it started to get to her. She remembered everything that she and you had once been through together, she had started to remember all the feelings she had for you and how much she would’ve done for you. Every memory she had with you was slowly being replayed in her head right now.. Ellie cried loudly as she had felt like she realized she had lost you completely.. Ellie started to speak quietly. She spoke in a soft and quiet tone of voice that was filled with emotion. “Goodbye friend.. I hope I will be able to see you in another life.” Ellie had now said her goodbyes as she continued to have tears streaming down her eyes.

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Fuck it, I'ma do it, questions aren't that bad for most of them anyways, so I don't see the harm

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

It's complicated

02: Who did you last say “I love you” to?

My fiance

03: Do you regret anything?

A lot of shit

04: Are you insecure?

Definitely

05: What is your relationship status?

Engaged

06: How do you want to die?

In my sleep so I don't have to be scared

07: What did you last eat?

Toast and eggs

08: Played any sports?

Soccer

09: Do you bite your nails?

Yeah

10: When was your last physical fight?

About 3 years or so ago

11: Do you like someone?

Yeah, my fiancé

12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?

No but close it it, like 40 hours ish

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?

Yeah

14: Do you miss someone?

Yeah, a few people

15: Have any pets?

2 cats

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?

Board, anxious, and sad

17: Ever made out in the bathroom?

Not a public one

18: Are you scared of spiders?

Kinda, depends on the spider

19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

Yeah, but not that far back

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?

My fiance s bedroom

21: What are your plans for this weekend?

Probably smoke some bowls and play video games and chores

22: Do you want to have kids? How many?

No kids for now

23: Do you have piercings? How many?

Just the 2 basic lobes

24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?

Anything if I'm taught right

25: Do you miss anyone from your past?

A good couple people and who some people used to be

26: What are you craving right now?

Touch

27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

Probably, yeah

28: Have you ever been cheated on?

Yeah

29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?

Yeah

30: What’s irritating you right now?

My hair, it's not long enough to go into a pony tail let alone a braid, but it's long enough to be in my eyes all the time

31: Does somebody love you?

Course

32: What is your favourite color?

Black and dark blue and dark purple

33: Do you have trust issues?

Definitely

34: Who/what was your last dream about?

I was at work and occasionally we have training and my manager was there while I was closing (no one else is ever on a closing shift but me unless I'm training irl) and my manager told me I had some training I had to do but instead of it being on the computer it was a task and I had to avoid COD soldiers (the three of them being könig, chuy, and another one I didn't recognize) but I had to collect ingredients to bake cookies without being caught by them while rummaging and climbing through storage shelves, eventually I push a heavy box over and knock könig out with it and after that I kinda don't remember what happens until Im at my house and somehow my fixed female cat hives birth to a singular kitten and the "father" was my other fixed female cat but the kitten was born and was already like 3 months old, idk it was weird

35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?

My fiance

36: Do you give out second chances too easily?

Little bit yeah

37: Is it easier to forgive or forget?

Forget, but that's just because I can't help it

38: Is this year the best year of your life?

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

14/15 ish

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?

51: Favourite food?

A southern breakfast

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?

Yeah

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?

Read fan fiction

54: Is cheating ever okay?

Depends but 99% of the time, no

55: Are you mean?

I've been told I can be

56: How many people have you fist fought?

Like 3

57: Do you believe in true love?

Yeah

58: Favourite weather?

A sunny fall day

59: Do you like the snow?

Yeah

60: Do you wanna get married?

Yeah, I'm going to be, but not in the traditional sense, mostly for legal stuff, but we want our own kind of ceremony

61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

Yeah

62: What makes you happy?

My fiance, friends, cats, fan fiction, video games, the woods

63: Would you change your name?

I'm going to legally when I get married

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?

Not emotionally, but getting the chance to again, yea

65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

Politely decline, and offer to still be friends, nothing changing

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?

Not at the moment, but I would love to have another best friend

67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?

My coworker

68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

My fiancé

69: Do you believe in soulmates?

Yeah

70: Is there anyone you would die for?

Course

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

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riddlerosehearts · 5 months ago

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...well. i finished my first playthrough of baldur's gate 3. over the last several days i did the fight against gortash, the final battle against the netherbrain, the ending scenes at the docks, and the epilogue party. in this post i'll just write about everything up until the ending cutscenes start, and then make another post tomorrow because i have many thoughts and i don't want to make this be insanely long. not that it matters since i've basically just been making these posts for myself the entire time, but ANYWAY

love the fact that i was able to cast otto's irresistible dance on gortash during the very first turn and keep him boogeying for a bit before he managed to break out of it. using it on someone like him is just hilarious. this battle was surprisingly really easy, though? like with both otto's irresistible dance and hold person available, gortash barely got to do anything and there were only a couple other enemies who were incredibly easy to defeat. the grenade launchers were more annoying than anything else. kind of underwhelming but considering how difficult some of the other act 3 fights have been, and how close i now am to the end, i'm not complaining!

i'm so sad about karlach oh my god. she hasn't even been a favorite of mine, i mean, i like her a lot, she's always a delight to talk to, but she's not the type of character i get as easily attached to and i haven't used her on my team that much overall. and yet her voice acting was so full of emotion and her dialogue so heartwrenching that she made me wanna cry. gortash is dead and it should feel like this big victory but for her it isn't, because it doesn't change anything about what's happened or what's going to happen to her... elenion tried to joke around and call gortash ugly and karlach said she was too tired to laugh. they told her they think she should keep living as long as she can and she said "you do it, i'm tired". she's tried so hard to seem positive and hide her loneliness but now she's so caught up in her grief and anger that she's just tired of it all. "i want to live" plays in the background of the scene. she ends things by saying "love you" even if you're not romancing her. god i want to hug her so bad :( going to use the hugs mod i have installed to do that after talking to her back at camp.

talking to everyone around the camp, lae'zel is so encouraging in her own way and even astarion says there's no justice in the world because of what's happening to karlach... for some reason, it was this bit of dialogue with jaheira that made me actually tear up a little:

like i guess it's just the fact that jaheira is this legendary hero that karlach looks up to and was so excited to meet, and here she is saying she doesn't know what else she can do to help karlach. it's so unfair what the fuck!!

had to screenshot this dialogue from wyll in the astral plane because i love him:

the emperor is an interesting character, and i can honestly understand why some people, and some tavs, might trust him and want to ally with him. but elenion is very untrusting by nature, and sure, he's grown a lot and learned to put more trust in his allies--but the emperor as the dream guardian just constantly made him feel confused and uncertain and then once he was finally willing to fully trust them, he found out that he was being lied to after all. and then the emperor kept withholding information from him, and trying to convince him that he should become an illithid. so no, he is not allying with the emperor!! although orpheus's attitude is not exactly winning me over lmao, for one thing we did not STEAL the githyanki egg!!

WOAH the baby owlbear grew up?! big armored owlbear?! was not expecting that! also, huh, zevlor is here too... i don't think the gather your allies quest ever mentions him in the quest journal so i didn't realize he'd show back up. maybe it's just me, but i kind of wish there was more resolution to his story. i looked up whether he ever reappears after you rescue him in act 2 and found that he doesn't, and he doesn't even have a voiced line of dialogue at high hall, which really sticks out and seems weird because everyone else does except for him and volo?? the gondians also aren't here even though the quest journal does mention them... i think i got pretty much every not-evil ally, though! except for mol, i guess.

i callled pretty much every ally during the big battles in the courtyard because i wanted to see what they could do! and then i only called a few during the actual final battle because i was afraid that certain characters like zevlor or the owlbear might permadie. but it's so cool being able to call on everyone who you've helped throughout the game, as it really helps these last battles feel more epic and exciting. though it also makes me wonder what the rest of my party who isn't here in high hall is doing... like, okay, so jaheira and halsin were not in my party and they still showed up to give their aid. but what about minsc and boo? what about shadowheart, astarion, and karlach?? are they all just chilling out at camp while the rest of us fight?? it just feels odd that they don't show up here at all.

i accidentally got party wiped while trying to reach the netherbrain because i couldn't figure out where i was actually supposed to be going and messed up... please, if i ever have to be part of a band of heroes rising up to stop a world-ending threat, do not make me the leader. my nonexistent sense of direction will literally doom us all. the second attempt was really easy once i figured out what i was doing LMAO but i did also have to restart the final battle because... i had no idea how the thing with the netherbrain destroying the platforms worked and my party all died at once the first time. it's my first playthrough and i knew nothing about this whole part of the game, so of course there was going to be some trial and error. i had a lot of fun with all of that, though!!

and now we get to the ending cutscenes... which i will be posting about separately later. for now i'll just say i love this game and i can't believe i've hit the end of it. i started playing in march what the fuck.

#star play bg3

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daisynik7 · 11 months ago

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i’ll have you know that i’m crying because of how spicy dinner is, not because you’re actually the sweetest- ok you caught me 😭 hoard my love confessions all you want, you truly deserve it<3 your joy and happiness fuels my own 🥹

also, i think it’s just that brand because my dad grew up eating shrimp crackers as well but it was a japanese brand as well, but i’m keeping my eyes peeled but i definitely understand the nostalgic sentiment!

i was trying to leave my opinion open-ended in case you’ve tried it and liked it, it’s not bad i do prefer other flavors but overall i’m just not catching on to the truffle trend, thus far i’ve tried snacks and condiments with truffle but maybe it’s something that needs to be consumed when freshly served on pasta? or maybe it’s just bad and overhyped 🫠 who knows. i do, however, find it amusing that they use pigs to hunt for it tho lol.

and cutie patooties! and i’m not just talking about the pups 😌 (��🏼) hope working from home is going alright for you, made some spicy braised mackerel with rice for dinner and watching youtube, the one thing i would like to say is i got free house slippers from hmart because they were doing some promotion for shoppers who spend over $100 which our cart easily was *sighs* inflation lol 🫠

i love you, and i hope you get a good night’s rest and sweetest dreams my precious snookums 🤍

you are the absolute cutest!! I'm wiping all your tears away and snuggling you so hard right now. ♥️

oh I LOVE shrimp crackers as well. we used to buy this filipino brand (it's called dandy's) and just devour them in one go. too addicting!

I'm the same as you! I've also tried a few truffle flavored snacks and condiments, even some cheeses. It just doesn't do it for me! But freshly serve on pasta is definitely something I haven't tried yet. I think you're right, and it may be a totally different experience like this. one day, you and I will travel to the best Italian restaurant and hopefully have the most amazing truffle pasta 😋 Also, yes! it's fascinating how pigs hunt for them! I'm not sure if you've ever played the game Stardew Valley, but that's exactly what the pigs in that game do: dig up some truffles. And they sell for a fortune lol.

Yum! Spicy braised mackerel sounds amazing!! My wifey is the best cook, I swear! And I'm such a sucker for those types of promotions! I will go out of my way to spend a certain amount if it means I get free slippers or a tote bag. I mean, you're going to buy all those groceries eventually anyways, might as well get it in one go to get a free item right? 🙈

I love you my darling thea! I had a great rest, and I hope you did too! enjoy your day today, whether you're working, studying, or relaxing. ♥️

#my lovely thea #lovely moots #wifey's love letters

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septembersghost · 4 years ago

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there is meta on this site that is very stupid and gets thousands of notes while being wrong. sfm of their meta is not DEAN. they're losing his whole character. that's why i wish fandom could see what ppl like you write instead. you put all that LOVE into it even tho youre hurt. you don't make him some other character. i thanked you for your words already but wanted to tell you i'm sorry they took him away like they did. i'm sorry you've been struggling w dean and irl. i hope you're doing ok 💛

aw, anon. :( you are unfailingly kind to me.

you know, I am a teeny tiny unknown presence on this website, and that’s okay. I didn’t create this space for a big audience, I came here as a near secret and to have a safe place for myself, so having anyone with me and getting any feedback is more than I would’ve hoped for, and is meaningful. I’ve ended up spending many, many more hours writing (probably too much, probably too intensely emotive, but why restrain myself now?) posts/reblogging/crying in tags as a way of coping than I imagined I would, and they’ll stay here in their small treasure chest as a testament to my heart and thoughts, as tribute to him and to anything else I’ve loved here, and that holds value for me too.

that various meta you mention, gaining that traction, I see it too, and there are days when I can ignore it, and days it hurts, and days it angers me, but that’s also why I wrote the post that I did today. because I know people would read my meta about Dean, and if they don’t perceive him that way, if he doesn’t have that radiance to them and they don’t love him like that, they are going to disagree. I express what I feel and I’ve been doing it unreservedly because I have absolutely nothing to lose (especially not now, the show did what it did, talking about him is the primary way to NOT lose him). it doesn’t mean I’m “right” or more insightful or more intellectual, it only means I deeply feel what I feel, and have the perspective I have, and it is true to me. if it’s true to anyone else...what a blessing. keep it close, let that love light burn and be eternal.

thank you so much for your thoughtfulness and sympathy too (for your condolences, that’s how I read this, as odd as that may be to say about someone fictional, your acknowledgment of the loss is a comfort). I’m sorry too, and wish many things were different, and wish my reality were not what it was so that I didn’t have to write like I’m running out of time. but I’m glad to be here now, with lovely presences like you. 💕

#anonymous #letterbox #this...made me cry real tears honestly #i mean i cry too easily anyway but this caught me up <3 #people are too nice to me #i've never been a natural; all i do is try try try

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neteluvr-library · 1 year ago

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andra bb i am a sucker for the toxic relationship trope...like they're just toooooo good hehehehe i've been waiting to read this one for like the past two days 😭 THE ENDING WAS SO CUTE!!!! i was not expecting the fluff, I'll take it, but i was fully expecting an unresolved ending HAHAH is andra going soft on us? anyway i loved this <3

...but nothing was ever grey with Neteyam. No, Neteyam was all or nothing always, black or white and nothing else, and that meant that loyalty for his family quickly turned into neglect for you, determination for his practice quickly turned to forgetfulness of you, and his power, beauty, intelligence and charm meant you never got to do anything about it, because, if you ever tried, you ended up overpowered, outsmarted and fucked dumb face down on your mat until you forgot you were ever mad to begin with.

WAIT I FUCKING LOVE THIS THO!!!!! like....i see neteyam as being so complex that all of these things are true. no one is perfect, even our baby neteyam, so i could easily see all of his good traits turn bad. there's a quote out there that's like "some of the reasons why you fall in love with someone are the reason you fall out of love with them too" which i can see in this paragraph

"Every day and night, I do nothing but wait, Neteyam. Wait for a man who doesn't think twice about the plans he's made, the promises he never keeps, the memories that sour with every absence he gifts to me like a necklace that half-chokes me to death.

This isnt relevant to this story...but the necklace comment just reminded me of Vol throwing away her necklace in the ending of cruel summer...was that little nod or just a coincidence AHAHAHHA

you immediately close them around him and lick... and suck, and he moans,

No cause he's a little shit and knows what he's doing...but I would be the dumn bitch and fall for it.

Propped with your hands on his shoulders, his fingers around your throat, you were bouncing up and down his cock, trying to ignore how you could be caught at any point...

IM CRYINNGGGG THEY HAVE NO SHAME but also that's kinda of exciting???? 100% would bounce on that dick without any thoughts

"We are never getting back together. Like ever."

i just, i mean, this is exhausting you??

"I want to believe you, friend...I really do, but... you've said that one too many times. You're the girl that cried Palulukan. Nobody's coming to rescue you now, sister."

NOOO SHES ONE OF THOSE GIRLS.....we all have that one home girl who doesn't want to leave her terrible boyfriend no matter how many times shes been told to 😭 if you don't have that friend...then you are that friend LOL (i have been there too) but also i would not fucking leave neteyam if he was real. I would be his doormateidc!!!

...not when he pressed a kiss on your temple as his arm found the back of your knees for added support

sorry but it would be nice to have a man carry me home after I've drank too much, its just so domestic and sweet

"I found him coming back from practice. He was hurt and limping, and clinging to his mother's corpse. I took him home and have been helping my grandmother tend to him ever since. That's why I'm late."

AWGNJGRJGNRJGHJRK BABBY!!!!!!!! i just fell in love 100x more andra oh my god why would you do this to us this is soo precious

From now on, I only want to run towards things. Towards you. I’m yours. You own me. For good, this time. If you still want me.”

NOW IM CRYING!!!!!!!!!! sobbing i need him in my life

ੈ♡˳ ɪ ɢᴏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛɪᴍᴇ

Pairing: Neteyam x Omaticaya!Reader

Synopsis: You and Neteyam's relationship only knows the 3Fs: fighting, fleeing or... loving.

Requested: Yes.

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI. aged up!, smut (p in v, oral - f receiving, light choking, praise kink), fluff, kinda toxic relationship but it's fine cause it's neteyam and i don't see red when it comes to him, it's all golden

WC: 2.3k words

A/N: how the hell did this also turn fluffy in the end??? what is wrong w me??? anyway, i had so so much fun with this request, it might quickly become one of my favourite things i've ever written. thank you so much for the sweet anonnie who suggested it, and i hope you enjoy x

I get tired of your no-shows You get tired of my control They keep telling me to let go But I don't really let go when I say so

"Everybody's going out. Just come out with us. Don't let him ruin another perfectly nice eclipse."

Your best friend was so right, as she always was, as she gave you this speech for what felt like the millionth time in the years you've had an on-again, off-again situationship with the prince of the Omaticaya, the one and only Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan - a man you loved, that you wished you didn't sometimes, most times, especially tonight, as he forgot about your plans... again, in order to train for way longer than was needed or necessary, way longer than anybody else... again.

Look, you loved Neteyam's drive. It was part of what drove you to him to begin with. He was unrelenting and determined, he was powerful and skilled, he was savvy and intelligent, he was beautiful and charming, he loved his family to death and was incredibly loyal and all those things made him just so. damn. hot.

They also made him the reason you wanted to pull your braids out, because those traits were good in moderation, but nothing was ever grey with Neteyam. No, Neteyam was all or nothing always, black or white and nothing else, and that meant that loyalty for his family quickly turned into neglect for you, determination for his practice quickly turned to forgetfulness of you, and his power, beauty, intelligence and charm meant you never got to do anything about it, because, if you ever tried, you ended up overpowered, outsmarted and fucked dumb face down on your mat until you forgot you were ever mad to begin with.

I've tried to fight our energy, but everytime I think I'm free You get high and call on the regular I get weak and fall like a teenager Why, oh why does God keep bringing me back to you?

"How many times do I have to tell you I'm sorry? I need to do this, tiyawn, I have to be stronger for my family, for my clan... for you. You're being unreasonable."

"I'm being unreasonable?! Are you out of your fucking mind?"

You feel tears pool in your eyes and spill like a broken fountain as you take him in, bloodied gashes and muddy patches, tired eyes and calloused hands and still... the most beautiful man you've ever seen in your life. He looked at you exasperatedly, like you're the crazy one, and you hate it. Hate what he's doing to you, hate that he doesn't consider you or think about you, and that his sorries are always stained with unspoken truths, like how he doesn't truly mean it, not when to him, it's all justified, it's all warranted, and shouldn't be questioned.

A kiss is all it takes to silence you, to stun you, to make you melt in his embrace the way you always do, all the arguments and the ultimatums swallowed under the intensity of the touch of his lips on yours, his tongue meeting your own in a welcome embrace, so intimate and knowing, so fucking frustrating.

"Net-..."

His thumb traces your lips, the mix of your salivas making the glide easy, as his beautiful golden eyes bore into yours with enough force to cower you, to make you hunger and ache for more. That's all you ever wanted when it comes to Neteyam - more. When his finger pushes gently past your lips and into your mouth, you immediately close them around him and lick... and suck, and he moans, his gaze growing darker and needier with each second you're not writhing under him, the way you should be, the way you were meant to be.

"No, tiyawn. I can't let you speak if you insist on saying those insipid, meaningless words again. You won't leave, because you can't leave. Because you're mine. And I'm yours. You own me."

His hand grabs yours and redirects it to his loincloth, tented up under the weight of his hard-on and the slight damp spot under your touch makes you swallow instinctively. You had no thoughts outside of him anymore, outside of the overwhelming desire that took over you whenever he was in your presence, his being inundating your senses and hijacking your mind to be rid of all but him, full of him, only him.

"Look what you do to me. You. Only you. I need you. Always. I know I'm not good enough, I know, but ..."

His hands find their way to your ass, lifting you gently, and you wrap your thighs around him, although there's no need, not when he moves you just a few feet until he's sitting on your mat, laying you gently on it. When he moves his hands, he takes your loincloth with him, and you whine softly at the sudden cool breeze that hits your aching, sopping core.

"...Let me show you how sorry I am."

When he lays down with his head between your thighs, you know he's forgiven already, because whatever he's about to do is always more than enough to make up for all the shit he didn't do, because the stuff he knows how to do is enough to excuse world calamities and mass destruction in your mind.

Just when I get on a new wave Boy, you look at me and I slip outta my lace They keep calling me a head-case 'Cause I can't make a good case why we can't change

"You're out of your mind, tiyawn."

"Well, if I'm out of my mind, then you made me out of my mind, you skxawng."

"Can we talk about this somewhere more private?"

You have to admit, starting the fight at the communal dinner in front of his parents, the leaders of the clan, and your friends, and everyone you knew, was probably a bit gauche and uncouth, but you think it was just more than anything a perfect testimony of how this man drove you to the brink of insanity in a way no one else could.

"Fine, but I swear to Eywa that if you -"

"A-ah, fuck!"

Propped with your hands on his shoulders, his fingers around your throat, you were bouncing up and down his cock, trying to ignore how you could be caught at any point, how close you were to the communal fire, barely covered by some shrubbery, how fear was fuel for your desire as his tip kept slamming into your cervix so hard you felt it in your ribcage when he rutted upwards into you.

"Quiet, tiyawn. You don't want people to hear us, now do you?"

A glint of mischief flashed across his eyes, smirk to match, as he brought the hand he had gripped on your hips to help him move you on his length forward, circling your clit masterfully and you whimper again, eliciting a small laugh from him.

"Or maybe you like that? 'That turn you on, huh? My dirty girl."

The sound of skin slapping against skin was so strident you'd be surprised if someone wouldn't come just to see if they can catch the end tail of a rousing performance people couldn't help but clap for, but to be honest with yourself, you didn't care. It was known in the village - your mad, intense, mercurial, quixotic relationship with Neteyam. You were both crazy - for each other, and in general, it seemed, because you fought, fled and fucked more often than truly anyone could keep with with.

"Eywa, I love watching you take my cock. You're such a good girl, and you always take me so well, tiyawn. So well."

You said nothing as the rush of all the sensations trying you quickly became overwhelming, as the heady combination of being chocked by a man who knew how to use it to your advantage helped heighten his ministrations on your clit, his wild and intemperate thrusts that stretched you and filled like you craved, like only he could, and you come, whining and sobbing, nails digging painfully in his skin. He follows suit, his own groans unable to be kept hidden, and he releases his hand from around your neck and brings it back to the nape of your neck, willing you softly in his chest, where, although full of cobwebs and a little dusty, would always be your home.

"Shh, that's right. Did so well for me, tiyawn. My perfect girl." A kiss on your temple, soft and intimate, and the constant shower of unbridled praise, that you lived to see come out of his beautiful mouth as he filled you up with his cock, reminded you why you stayed and came back, over and over. Because it was worth it. And he was worth it.

"I'm still fucking mad at you."

I get drunk, pretend that I'm over it Self-destruct, show up like an idiot Why, oh why does God keep bringing me Back to you?

"We are never getting back together. Like ever." you say in between sips of fermented yovo juice, that always goes to your head way too quickly, that always makes a mess out of your tongue and a slur of your words.

"I want to believe you, friend...I really do, but... you've said that one too many times. You're the girl that cried Palulukan. Nobody's coming to rescue you now, sister."

"N-no..." the hiccup was violent enough to make you throw up in your mouth and you groaned, the headache caused by the startled yelp digging in your temples. “I me-mean it this t-time. It’s o-over.” You were stomping your feet in determination, eager to prove that you would once and for all be rid of the man that was nowhere to be found for the village celebration that he’s known about for months.

“Lo-Lo’ak! Hey Lo’ak!” The sighting of Neteyam’s nicer, more amiable, sociable younger brother was a one for sore eyes, as it proved that it wasn’t family duty keeping your boyfriend… ex-boyfriend… away, it was his own maddening stubbornness and selfishness doing it instead.

“Neteyam’s training… I’m sorry. We told him to come, but he… gets in like a weird trance whenever he’s on the grounds, I swear it’s like something out of an Earth zombie movie.”

You didn’t know what he was talking about and he didn’t elaborate before he took off, leaving you leaning against a tree with only your tiny friend as a barrier between your face and the cold, hard, ground.

“Argh, who cares?! It’s be-better he’s gone, he’s a k-killjoy anyway and i for one a-am happy to be rid of-“

“Neteyam!” Tuk’s screams close to deafen you and the sound was the last push your body needed to lunge itself forward and hurl the contents of your stomach onto the mossy ground that was now more yellow than it had ever been green.

“Oh, mighty and all-powerful Eywa.”

“Hi, Syulen. I got it, thanks.”

“Take her home, Neteyam. And don’t get any funny ideas.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Come, tiyawn.”

You wanted to protest, but the bile in your mouth was bitter and burning, and so you didn’t, not as he picked you up as gently as if you were a precious flower he didn’t want to wilt, not when he pressed a kiss on your temple as his arm found the back of your knees for added support, not as he carried you home silently, outside of the soft-spoken coos of affection and apologies, while you mumbled unattractively in his chest.

“I hate y-you.”

"I know."

"You're the wo-worst."

"I know."

As you reached your tent, you were greeted by soft trills and purrs that sobered you immediately, that made you jump from his arms and onto the ground, where a small pup lay. It was cautious as you approached, but eventually relaxed around you and let you kneel beside it. It has an ugly gash across its back, that looked like it had been tended to. It was a Palulukan pup, and the thought made fevered chills run down your spine.

"Neteyam, wha-"

“I know you’ve been lonely since your parents died. Well, he seemed lonely too. His parents are gone, and so I thought… you could be his new home. And I could be yours. I’m done running away, tiyawn. From now on, I only want to run towards things. Towards you. I’m yours. You own me. For good, this time. If you still want me.”

You smile a sheepish smile, looking up at him through your lashes while you pet the new priceless addition to your small family. You really were the girl that cried Palulukan.

“If I say no, will you take him away?”

He winced a little, a grimace marring his beautiful features.

“Of course not.”

“If I say yes, can we all be a family?”

The grimace dissolved as quickly as it appeared and a dazzling, gummy smile replaced it, one that dizzied you in its utter and undeniable beauty, one that you couldn’t help replicate, not when kneeled in front of you and took your face in his hands, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs, his own face mere inches from yours.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

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prettyboykatsuki · 3 years ago

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when you start writing for ushijima >>>>>>>>>>>>>

can you tell im begging?

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inevitable | u. wakatoshi

➳ tags ;; fluff n smut, getting together, first times together, unprotected sex, intentional lower case 18+

➳ wc ;; 1.9k (WHAT THE FUCK)

➳ a/n ;; ask n u shall recieve (i had rlly bad brainrot tn actually)

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if you had to describe ushijima wakatoshi in one word, you think the word you would chose is inevitable.

in·ev·i·ta·ble | /inˈevidəb(ə)l/ adjective certain to happen; unavoidable

of all the ways you could describe a person, it's probably not the best word. you could think of a laundry list of other ones to describe - really. hard-working, dependable, strong-willed, mindful, cautious. he's a lot of things and you think that's why he's so good at what he does. he's powerful but he he's brilliant at where he uses that power.

you would also use words like that to describe him, if you had too. if you had to give someone the run-down of wakatoshi - you could probably give them a whole speech about his accolades. he's probably the kindest person you know and he does that mostly on accident. he helps little old ladies carry groceries and lets your niece climb his arms like monkey bars with the most plain look on his face.

he's a lot of things - funny on accident, charming on purpose. but of all the things he is - to you, the thing he is most, is inevitable.

it's not hard for you to admit that you weren't exactly.. welcoming to ushijima when you first met him. you were a barista and he was well.. a big, pro-athlete who came to buy straight dark coffee every morning. after his work-outs (or what you figured was workouts since he always looked pretty sweaty) he bought himself precisely one pastry and a bottle of water and went about his day.

and it went like that for months. obviously you found him handsome - the way you could basically autopilot your shifts but completely broke down when he was there was evidence of that. he was tall, broad, handsome and nice. the kind of man who meets your grandmother, you think.

he always asked about you and you gave him short answers. too nervous to elaborate but he made you anyways, somehow and some way. and he comes back to you every week with details of your life you'd only mention in passing. he'd chuckle - a soft little smile at the way your eyes went wide. for someone so dense, he wasn't all that out of touch when it came to you. one morning your hands trembling just a little more than normal when you hand him back his change

(he tells you later he paid in cash just to see you stumble)

and he asks you with a plain look. observant.

"do i make you nervous?"

that's when you knew, really. you stood no chance against the all-consuming force that was and is ushijima wakatoshi. the subtlety and nuance in all of his actions left you worse for wear and any suspicions you had about how he might be treating you were to be confirmed much later down that line.

he's dense in the same way avocadoes are fruit. it's true, technically - but in a lot of ways and functionally it's just not the same. you think that the better word to use for him is selectively intelligent - like he doesn't bother thinking about anything that doesn't interest him for more than two minutes. but on the rare occasion it does interest him, i.e how you interest him - he becomes some kind of expert.

you've always been a little stubborn when it came to love. heartbreak does that to you - and you were overly cautious with ushijima. you let your heart walk on eggshells. you didn't let his gestures or touches or glances mean anything to you. you didn't let yourself be swayed by the smell of his cologne - sweet and woodsy on the back of your throat. not by the way he placed his hand on your lower back to walk past you on days off.

and when he took you out, to see the movies and stargaze, you told yourself it isn't a date. you tried your best really. because there is something really unbelievable about ushijima wakatoshi liking you - beyond the fact that he's some pro-athlete.

there's something about him that's a little unreal. not that he's perfect, but that all of his flaws make him more attractive. it almost bothers you but he doesn't seem to understand when you give him those lengthy explanations. hands making all types of gestures, flustered as he smiles. he doesn't take anything from your little lecture that day, just gives you a once over as he drives you home.

"oh, so you find me attractive?"

you didn't stand a chance. he was, and is, inevitable. everything about him has this powerful but subtlety all-consuming nature to him. you think the best way to think of it is like letting yourself float. the way you release the weigh in your body and inevitable give into letting it hold you. even if waves came - you'd probably stay in that state.

ushijima is like that. a constant presence and overwhelming force. you get swayed without even thinking. he could probably become president, if he really wanted. lucky for everyone else, he just wants to play volleyball. you think that it's a shame in equal parts that it's a gift but you digress.

the point is that you could never really be away from ushijima. and as hard as you tried to avoid the growing affection - you find that ushijima is always a few steps ahead. always reaching far beyond you with big, strong hands.

you try so hard, to avoid the inevitable. you do it with your whole soul. you're honestly just.. intimated. you've never felt something like him before - not once in your whole life. you're afraid of what'll happen when you succumb to the waves so you dodge the deep sea for weeks and weeks.

he found you after your shift one day after 3 weeks of dry texting and avoided phone calls. wearing a suit and a purple shirt and a nice watch, he has flowers too. and you're in.. a barista uniform with tousled everything and smudged mascara.

inevitable is really the only word. as you stop dead in your tracks, and as ushijima pulls you aside with the mostly gentlemanly smile. you kind of wanna cry when you look at him.

"i've waited a long time but i don't think i can much longer,"― he shifts a little. he almost looks nervous - it's the first time you've ever seen him look anything but overwhelmingly confident ― "i like you and i'd like to be with you,"

he doesn't really offer you much other than a confession and his hands. the frustrating thing is that he doesn't need to. it's the first time he's seen you cry but he handles you well, does it easily like he does everything else. like somehow he's just good at it, soothes you while you sob into his chest and melt into his presence and let yourself fall underwater.

in a probably not so surprising turn of events, you find that ushijima fucks with the same approach that he does most other things.

with careful consideration that seems effortlessly. it makes you feel a little hopeless that he feels good at everything. even at comforting you.

the first time you have sex, you take off his shirt for him. and he takes your hand and puts it up to his chest. gives you the most gentle look. his heart-beat is rapid.

"you make me .. nervous too. just so you know,"

the one thing about ushijima is that everything about him is big and wide and broad. he kisses you like he's trying to circle the solar system - there's a slowness to it. a vastness as he has you seated in his lap with his hands exploring up your body. his hands are everywhere. he's good with them. not too gentle but not too rough as the spread your thighs open.

he cups your pussy and it fits in his whole palm. his middle finger teases your slit as his kisses travel south, down your jaw and onto your neck. they latch onto your chest with a little breathless sigh - like he can't even breathe. it makes you clench when he talks to you - raspy.

"you're.... beautiful,"

he makes you shy. so shy as you lean forward a little and rock into his hand - a burning need nipping at you. and his eyes widen and his cock stiffens and his breath hitches and you think this is the first time you've caught him off-guard before. you wanna bask in it but you're too desperately so you latch onto his lips again.

ushijima does everything right. with knowledge in it. he kisses you and sucks on your tits and plays with your clit with this.. knowing. he likes seeing you fall apart he thinks. he likes how you get when he takes it much slower than he needs too - how he drags you through one orgasm to another with this lithe. he lets you lean over his shoulder when he fingers you - and his two fingers stretch you out like four of your own.

his cock is big. bigger than you think any person could ever take. you stare at it for a long while, gaping at it. your hands barely fit around it and that image burns itself into ushijimas brain like a permanent memory. your mouth falls open and your eyes look hazy and ushijima thinks that he's never wanted to be inside of something so bad before.

"it's so big," ― you whisper, hoarse ― "i-it won't fit,"

"i'll make it fit," ― is his only reply, kissing the crown of your head ― "sit tight,"

he does, by the way. make it fit. he makes it fit good - makes it stretch your pussy out but you don't feel like you'll break. there's a little pressure inside, and your clit swells with desire and blood - but it fits. and his eyes are glued to the way your cute little cunt seems to be swallowing him like it's nothing. it's enough to make him lose his mind.

"c-can i move?"

you nod and he does. slow at first. he draws the noise from you - a slow and soft moan leaving your lips as he drags his cock in and out of you. but it gets faster, goes much faster than you thought it could.

eventually he has you bouncing in his lap, on his cock, with such force that you feel like you can't breathe. it feels unbelievable, sets off a supernova in your gut like at any moment you could come undone. you feel like you're breaking and ushijima doesn't help, soft grunts and whispered affections.

"you're so beautiful," and "im so happy" that make you feel dizzy. you'd probably give him anything he asks for. he bounces you on his cock and lets his thumb just rest on your clit and you're so close you can almost taste it.

"cum for me," ― like he's begging ― "please,"

what choice do you have anyways? you cum on his cock with a silent scream, like your voice is tearing a blackhole into space and you shudder while he holds you in place. he finishes only seconds afterwards.

"did it feel good?"

you give him a wide-eyed look. he's dense at times. you don't know how to hate him for it so you just sigh and nod, cozying to him.

"y..yeah,"

he kisses your forehead, sweaty and tired.

"good,"

yeah. you were right.

you never had a single chance of winning against him.

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idy-ll-ique · 4 years ago

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They Always Do.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x F!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Warnings: insecurity

Requested: Nope

Summary: "you're not worried? he seems to be spending a lot of time with her..." "no" "why not?" "because i braced myself for this months ago. they leave, they always do. it's nothing new"

Author's Note: Hiya peeps! The first part of this fic is fluff, angst in the middle, fluff again at the end. Nothing too extreme, just a little one-shot. Enjoy!

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"Sebastian, Y/N, so glad you made it!" Susan Downey smiled warmly at the couple. "Of course, we couldn't miss the 56th birthday of the one and only Iron Man," Sebastian chuckled, walking into the house with his girlfriend. He put his arm around Y/N, observing the place. "Guys! Hello!" they heard.

"Mr Downey," Y/N greeted politely, turning to smile at the birthday boy. "You must be the girlfriend," he grinned, pulling her into a bear hug. "Yep, that's me." Then he turned to Sebastian, frowning. "Why didn't you introduce her to everyone sooner?" Y/N laughed as Sebastian rubbed the back of his neck, shrugging.

"Don't ask me, she was the one too chicken to meet you!" Sebastian defended himself, narrowing his eyes at his girlfriend. She snorted as Robert let go of her, returning to Sebastian's side. "I guess that's on me," she sighed dramatically, making both men laugh. "Well, enjoy yourselves! Have a drink, have fun!"

With that, he walked away. Sebastian noticed a server holding up a tray of drinks and called him over. He handed a glass to Y/N and took one for himself, taking a sip. "Thanks for bringing me over, honey," Y/N smiled and he turned to her, scoffing. "You're my girlfriend! God knows they were dying to meet you," he laughed, giving her a kiss on the forehead.

With that they went around the place, talking to new people, old friends and making new acquaintances. Y/N had a lot of fun meeting Sebastian's co-stars, and especially loved Elizabeth Olsen. Y/N was a huge Marvel fan and one of her favorite works of the MCU was WandaVision. Y/N had fangirled a bit, not gonna lie.

Like that passed an hour. After her feet started hurting, Sebastian decided it was time for the woman to sit down, have a drink and chill out. "Okay doll, here's a glass of champagne, if you need anything at all, don't hesitate to call me, okay? I'm going there, with Chris and Anthony. I love you." She smiled when he gave her a quick kiss.

"I love you too, and don't worry, I'll find you easy. This place isn't that big."

"I heard that!"

Laughing at her antics, Sebastian gave his girlfriend one more loving kiss before prancing out of the room in search of his best friends, Chris Evans and Anthony Mackie. Y/N relaxed on the comfortable couch with a sigh, sipping on her drink. It all began a year ago, very cheesily, might I add.

Y/N was at her favourite coffee shop when he had walked in. Immediately, fans had him surrounded, but she didn't go over to him. She stayed seated, looking at him, wishing she could go over but she knew how stressful fan interactions were for celebrities. Sebastian had, unfortunately, caught her eye and she had turned beet red, burying her face in her laptop.

He had found her absolutely winsome and after the crowd around him had dissipated, he had wandered over to her table and introduced himself. She was flustered around him, which made him tingly inside. And he had blurted out, "Wanna meet here next Saturday at 7?" They kept their promise and that's how they started dating.

A year ago.

That was a healthy amount of time.

Right?

Y/N couldn't help but have her doubts. All her previous relationships were pathetic failures, where the guy usually got bored of her within 3 months. But now, she had braced herself for rejection (which she knew deep down wasn't coming but it pays to be careful). "Hey."

Startled, she turned to see a kinda young, kinda drunk woman sitting next to her, looking up at her with doe eyes. "Hi," Y/N smiled back politely. "You're— you're the woman!" She had started slurring her words, which made Y/N frown a bit. "I'm… what?" she blinked. "The girl! Who came over with Sebastian Stan, you're his girlfriend!" The woman laughed loudly.

A few heads turned towards them but quickly looked away when they realized that the girl was drunk. "Yep, that's me. Why?" Y/N was now amused. As they talked, she didn't notice Sebastian walking into the room. He had come back to ask Y/N something but had paused in his tracks when he saw her frowning at the young, drunk woman.

Then he inched closer, unabashedly eavesdropping on her conversation. "Yep, saw him spending a lot of time with Ms Lizzie Olsen. If he was mine, girl, I would take that man home and show him who truly belongs to him, if you know what I mean," the girl winked and a sad smile bloomed on Y/N's face. "They're good friends, of course they're gonna spend time together."

Sebastian smiled at her answer. He knew she was different, she didn't get easily jealous and he liked that, since it reduced the number of arguments they had by a lot. His jealousy? Well, that's a story for another time… "You don't mind? He seems to be spending a lot of time with her…" the drunk woman frowned at Y/N.

Well, she was drunk, she wouldn't remember this night anyway, so maybe… it would be good to get some things off her chest.

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I braced myself for this months ago. They leave, they always do. It's nothing new," Y/N admitted, swirling the champagne that was swimming in her half-full glass. Sebastian's heart shattered into a million pieces at her words. Before the words were even completely out of her mouth, tears had started stinging in his eyes.

"Y/N?" Startled yet again, Y/N turned to see Sebastian smiling at her. "Seb! Hi, thought you were with your friends!" she grinned at him. "I— uh— something came up, we need to go," he spoke quietly, fidgeting with his hands. Y/N's brows furrowed but she got up, collecting her coat and her purse.

"Can we at least say Happy Birthday to Robert?"

"Yeah, yeah of course." Sebastian managed a weak smile when she gave him a kiss on the cheek, going off to find Robert and Susan. She told them something urgent came up and they allowed the couple to leave. "Seb, let's go!" He followed her out of the house, meekly trailing behind her, the words she said ringing in his ears.

They leave, they always do. It's nothing new.

How had this woman, practically a Goddess, had such bad experiences that she was forced to think that way? He was never going to leave her, having found the perfect woman at last. He got into the driver's seat of his car, and the car ride home was quiet. Y/N was getting anxious. What happened to him? Did something happen at the party?

Once they were home, Sebastian couldn't help himself. "S—" Y/N yelped when he crushed her to his body, hugging her tightly. He took both of them to their shared bedroom, sat down on the edge of the bed, pulled her on his lap and buried his face in her chest, breaking down. "Seb, honey, what's wrong?" Y/N cooed, getting insanely paranoid.

The crying didn't stop for 15 minutes. Y/N, in a futile attempt to get him to stop, was running a hand through his hair, whispering sweet nothings in his ear, holding him close. When he took in a shuddering breath, he pulled away and finally looked Y/N in her eyes. "Now are you going to tell me what happened?" she smiled gently.

He took her hand, pressing a kiss to her wrist. "I'm sorry," he croaked out and Y/N frowned. "Sorry for what?" He shook his head, burying his face back in his safe haven. Except, Y/N wasn't having any of that. She pulled him away and dropped a soft kiss to his forehead. "Tell me what happened."

He took in another shaky breath.

"I… I heard you."

"Heard me?" Y/N blinked. "Yes. You were… you were talking to that girl on the couch and she was— she was talking about how I seem to be spending a lot of time with Lizzie and you— you said you didn't mind but she kept on insisting and you said they leave. they always do. I'm not going to leave you, Y/N, I promise. You're one of the best things that has ever happened to me and I'm not letting you go."

Oh.

"Seb," Y/N whispered, her own eyes now filled to the brim with tears. "Don't cry," he chuckled with a watery voice, wiping her tears off. "It's just— all my relationships before you… the guys were assholes. They always left 2-3 months in. I— I wasn't taking any chances with you, you know… plus, you're kind of a famous guy and you can get so many better women—"

He didn't want to hear it. Better than Y/N? Impossible. He pressed his lips to her, immediately deepening the kiss when she reciprocated. "I promise you, I cannot do any better than you." Y/N smiled shyly at his words and his heart filled with happiness. "Let's go to sleep."

Both of them tired from the crying, they got undressed without trying any funny business. Y/N put on her usual pair of shorts and one of Sebastian's huge t-shirts, getting into the bed where a boxer-clad Sebastian already lay. He pulled her into his arms and she rested her head on his chest, draping an arm around his taut abdomen.

"Comfy?"

"Yeah, you?"

"Yeah. Goodnight, doll, I love you."

"I love you too, Seb. Goodnight."

"...Never gonna leave you."

"Not a chance."

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finelinevogue · 3 years ago

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Can we get some more brother!harry?

I really enjoyed your piece where he caught her smoking ❤️

of course you can!! (rip if your name is natalia) hope this is what you wanted;

Natalia.

Beautiful name to juxtapose a horrible excuse of a human being.

Harry was never that great when it came to choosing his girlfriends, but this one was by far the worst. Bekka had been bad, because she had been cheating on Harry with her best friends dad. India was just so toxic, to the point where she’d ask Harry why he wasn’t mad with her over the most trivial things as if she wanted him to be mad. Daya was ok, but she wanted different things to what Harry wanted and so they ended up in a massive argument and ending things quicker than they started. Natalia though, wow. She was something else and that wasn’t a compliment.

You don’t know whether it was just because she targeted you especially, but she was just a downright cruel person. You could easily tell her intentions with your brother were not good. She was a plain ol’ gold digger, evident from the credit card that Harry leant her and she spent so much on it the bank had to call Harry to ask him to authorise that he was aware of the amount of money being spent. She bought a car with his card. A fucking car. Harry was too blinded by her beauty and her experience that he was oblivious to her witchy behaviour towards you. It wasn’t like you hadn’t tried to tell him either, it was more that he didn’t care enough.

“No Harry. No.” You argued with him, standing in the middle of the kitchen as he was busy washing the rest of the dishes in the sink. It was just the two of you home at the moment, because Gemma and Anne were spending the weekend at an exclusive spa in Cheshire, so you didn’t understand how there were so many dishes.

“Y/N, it’s not an option. You’re not staying at home by yourself.” Harry spoke sternly back to you, letting out his frustration by vigorously scrubbing the dishes.

“I’m literally 17 - 18 in like 3 weeks. I’m more than capable of staying home.” You stomped your foot to the ground like a child.

“And I don’t care. You’re coming to lunch whether you want to or not.” Harry finished the last plate and dries his hands on the towel next to the sink, before throwing it over to you.

“But she’ll be there.”

“She’s my girlfriend, so you’ll nice to her.”

“If she’s nice to me, then yeah.” You rolled your eyes and walked over to the sink to start drying the dishes that Harry just cleaned.

“ Y/N, I swear to God.” Harry groaned in frustration, tugging a stressful hand through his hair. “Can you at least pretend to be happy for me for once?”

“Gee Harry, i’m just so happy to be going out to lunch with you and your girlfriend!” You put on the biggest grin as your sarcasm practically dripped from your tongue.

“Stop being a spoilt little shit and finish those dishes. We’re leaving in 20.” Harry spoke harshly, before leaving the room with a heavy strop to his step. It left you to blink back the tears that you couldn’t help that Natalia was ruining your whole relationship with your brother.

You and Harry used to be so tight nit, now it would be a miracle if he spent a day with you per month. Natalia had come along 5 months ago and she had completely turned Harry’s life around for the worst, only Harry was too ignorant to see that. Anne had come home multiple times to find you crying because Harry had cancelled on you, again, or Natalia had said something that had really hurt. Normally you were okay with taking hate, but Natalia made it somehow worse than that. Even if Anne or Gemma tried to talk Harry about the damage all this was causing you it would always be the same response;

“She just wants attention.”

The restaurant was very pretty.

It was one that you and Harry used to go to all the time, when there was no girlfriend around. It sold the best pastries and life-changing eggs on toast. The food was always delicious and the staff were so completely lovely. You were glad to be coming here, making you feel more comfortable than you would if you went to a expensive fancy restaurant instead. This little restaurant, named ‘Lemon Puffs’ after their infamous lemon, cream and pastry puffs, made you feel safe and happy.

“Remember to just be nice.” Harry spoke as you both approached the table that Natalia was already sat at. She was too busy on her phone to realise you were even here.

“If she plays nice then yeah.” You bit back.

“Y/N just stop being petty, y’pissing me off now.” Harry argued. “Whine like a bitch later. I don’t need it today.”

You stopped talking after that, not having anything else to say to him. He’d made it very clear that you were only here because he didn’t trust you at home by yourself, but by the same token wanted you quiet because he didn’t trust you enough to speak nicely. Harry hugged and kissed Natalia like he hadn’t just seen her last night and then sat down opposite to her, leaving you to sit next to Harry because you sure as hell weren’t sitting next to her. Natalia didn’t even make the effort to hug you or shake hands, in fact you barely got a simple hello.

“You alright, baby?” Natalia asked, twirling her hand into Harry’s from across the table. Disgusting.

“Yeah i’m good. This one’s a pain in my arse, as always.” Even with his joking tone, you knew he was being somewhat serious and that really messed with you.

“Typical.” Natalia rolled her eyes and tutted her tongue, not hesitating to use the opportunity to be mean to you. Harry thought she was merely playing along with his words, but you new otherwise.

“You know what you want yet?” Harry asked as he pulled his own attention towards the menu. You didn’t need to look at the menu, as being here so many times has allowed you to discover the perfect order.

“I think i’m just going to get the salad, but without the chicken, cheese or cucumber.” She answered, sipping on the water she must’ve already ordered whilst waiting for you both.

“So just lettuce?” You asked, not meaning for it to be a condescending question and yet she took it that way anyways.

“Is there something wrong with that, Y/N?” She asked, being really harsh in the way she spoke your name - as if the syllables actually caused her pain to speak.

“N-no I was just—”

“Didn’t think so.” She snapped and turned away from you to look back towards Harry, with her shit-eating grin that didn’t fool you. Harry kicked you leg under the table too, not appreciating the way you were speaking to Natalia. He didn’t even think about the way his girlfriend was speaking to you though. As usual.

“I’ll probably get the salad too.” Harry nodded his head and you shook your head as he spoke. Harry would never normally get a salad. Like, that’s so Kardashian of him. Harry, whenever he came here with you, always ordered a cheese and pickle panini, with extra crunchy pickles, a portion of chips and some halloumi fries too. Oh and then a cake for pudding. He wouldn’t have gone for a boring salad. Fucking Natalia was ruining him and you hated to have a front row seat of it.

“Not the usual then?” You tried to joke with him, but he was clearly still pissed off with you for being… you.

“Why, are you?” He asked quizzically.

“Obviously.” You smiled, which made Harry smile for a split second before Natalia pulled him away from you. Your smile disappeared and a frown settled in, knowing it would stay there for a long time.

“Babe, I am here too you know?” Natalia joked, bur you could see the anger and jealousy behind her eyes. If looked could kill you’d be ten feet under, twenty times over by now.

“Sorry, yeah.” Harry cleared his throat and paid closer attention to her.

Lunch went by slowly.

Natalia scoffed when she heard your order; poached eggs on toast with three pieces of crispy bacon on the side, a portion of chips and a mint iced tea. Oh and a cake for pudding, but you’d come to that later. Natalia ate her lettuce as Harry eat his salad as you ate your eggs on toast with bacon and chips. You loved the food, hated the company and couldn’t make up your mind whether you loved or hated being here. Natalia and Harry talked throughout lunch, leaving you out of all their conversations. The only time Harry spoke to you was when he asked whether your food was okay, eyeing it up as if he wanted to make love to it and send his salad to the nearest dumpster.

“Was everything alright for you?” Paul, the owner of the business and dude in charge of the eggs asked you when all your plates were empty as Harry’s growling stomach.

“Lovely, thank you.” Harry responded gratefully.

“Perfect.” You smiled as you handed your dirty plate to Paul.

“It was a bit plain.” Natalia moved her plate away from her in disgust and Paul put on his best customer smile, apologising for that before leaving to go and ring up the bill.

“Okay i’m just going to go for a quick wee before I pay.” Harry announced, getting up from the table to go to the loo.

“Okay babe. Don’t be too long.” She called out and then it was left just you and her.

“Well this was nice.” You tried to be nice, as Harry told you to, and start a meant conversation with your arch enemy. Kill ‘em with kindness - that was Harry’s slogan wasn’t it?

“If you hadn’t have been here then yeah.” She turned her nose up at you.

“Look,” you began, wanting her to understand something, “whatever i’ve done to upset you and make you hate me, i’m sorry. Just, I don’t want you to dislike me and I know that Harry really likes you so I want us to be able to get along.”

“Listen, Y/N,” there it was again - your name spoken with dripping venom, “I don’t want to get along with you. You make me sick. You are such a baby to Harry and you’re needy, which means I don’t get to spend time with my boyfriend—”

“Don’t get to spend time with him?” You had to laugh at that. Apart from today, you’d seen Harry maybe a total of 2 hours this whole week and it was Saturday. “You’re practically attached at the hip.”

“Not enough. Harry needs to keep away from you, you only bring him trouble.”

“I’m his fucking sister.” You shouted quietly, not wanting to disturb the peace for the rest of the customers.

“Not an excuse. Look Y/N, I understand that you are quite lonely and don’t have many friends? Maybe you should consider that’s for a very good reason?” She rhetorically asked you and that made you sit back a bit. She was pulling apart your insecurities now and exposing them to find the most painful parts, so she could watch you suffer with only the curse of her words.

“It’s not like that.” You tried to convince yourself more than her, tears in your eyes over something so hurtful to you.

“No? ‘Cause I think that you aren’t the kind of person anyone wants around, including Harry.” She stood up dusted herself off as he noticed Harry walk back over to the table, smiling as if she hadn’t just shot his sister in the heart.

Her words stung more than a scorpions tale, and yes unfortunately you knew what that felt like. Natalia was right. You were alone, friendless and just trouble. There was a reason that you were all of this and Natalia had hit the nail right on the head with the reason why. You thought of your friends, his they always disappeared and left you and now you sit in the canteen alone or hang out only with yourself on the weekends. You think to Gemma and Anne going away for the weekend, not inviting you because it was age restrictive but you still couldn’t help but think there was a more pressing reason than that. Then you think of Harry and how he was fed up of you. He couldn’t be more resentful of you if he tried. You wanted to be a good friend, a good daughter and most importantly a good sister, but it was so blindingly obvious that you weren’t. You were never going to be.

You stood up from the table too, quickly wiping away a tear from your face before anyone could notice but you didn’t care to see if anyone was actually watching. Harry kissed Natalia and then walked over to the cashier to pay the bill. You noticed Paul and Harry talking and so you walked out of the restaurant and towards the car, still tears in your eyes. You needed to be strong for yourself though, especially because nobody else was going to be.

You stood with you handle to the door of the car waited for Harry to come and unlock it. You heard high heels before the car was unlocked, unfortunately.

“Excuse me, but I ride front.” Natalia spat at you, removing your hand from the door and chivvying you to the back of the car instead.

“You’re coming with us?” You asked, your heart aching that little bit more. You didn’t want to spend another minute in her presence and yet she would now probably spend the rest of the week until your mum and sister came back.

“Ye—”

“No she’s not.” Harry walked out of the restaurant and over to the car, standing in between the both of you but a little more towards you.

“Babe? What do you mean?” Natalia asked, a little bit shocked at his tone with her.

“Firstly dont babe me. Secondly, get your hand off my car. Thirdly, don’t ever come near me or my sister ever again.” Harry ordered angrily. You’d never seen him this angry before. You stood behind him, afraid of what was about to go down.

“What has she said to you, because—”

“She’s my sister and she’s got a name. Y/N didn’t tell me anything. Lemon Puffs, however, has eyes and ears everywhere and it’s amazing the stories you hear when you’re stood at the cashier or next to someone at the urinals.” Harry accused Natalia and she went hot red in the face, embarrassed that this conversation was actually happening.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“No? Maybe this will jog your memory. ‘I think you aren’t the kind of person anyone wants around, including Harry.’” Harry raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his chest confrontationally. Guarding and protecting you. You felt safe.

“Wha— You think I would say that?” Natalia asked, pretending to be offended by the accusation.

“I don’t know, let’s ask Y/N shall we? Y/N, did Natalia say that to you?” Harry asked, turning to look at you with hope in his eyes, but also sorriness for everything that’s happened. You could see it all behind his eyes and you wanted to squeeze him tight to accept his apology, because you loved him and you needed him.

“Y-yes.” You answered, looking down so you didn’t have to make eye contact with Natalia.

“Harry you can’t possibly believe her.” Natalia laughed, but there was heavy insecurity in her tone.

“I trust her more than anyone. More than you. I trust Y/N with my life.” Harry back answered, taking no more bullshit from his ex-girlfriend. “We’re done Natalia. Okay? I don’t want to see you ever again. What you’ve said and done to my sister is unforgivable and I don’t want someone like you in my life.”

“You were a dick too.” You added quietly behind him and he just turned round to smile and wink at you.

“So what? That’s it?” Natalia asked, dumbfounded.

“Bye Natalia.” Harry walked around to the drivers seat and you to the passenger side. He stopped before opening the door though, wanting to say one last thing. “The bill was split in half by the way. Paul’s just inside waiting for you to pay.”

With that, you both got in the car, laughing at Natalia’s reaction and just everything. Apologises were made and promises of no relationships until you two had built back up yours were sworn. It would take time, but Harry was willing to prove that he was a good brother and you were always going to be someone he wanted around.

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midnight-dreamerness · 3 years ago

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It’s Always Been You

(This is NOT my gif. Credit to the creator <3)

summary: Jay stopped speaking to you unexpectedly and then you see each other at Molly’s.

pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

warning: Curse Words??

word count: 2.4k

A/N: theres a slight mention of the reader being plus size…

You never thought you’d be replaced. But in came Erin Lindsay and suddenly she was all he talked about. And eventually he didn’t call anymore. He didn’t pull up in your driveway with pizza and a pack of beer out of the blue anymore. There were no Saturday movie nights or Monday monopoly despite you both knowing he always won.

You were lonely. After meeting Jay in high school, it was the two of you against the world. And when he left for the rangers, you were lost. But he came back to you. And you were the happiest you’ve ever been. But this time was different. You were losing him, falling right between your fingers right In front of your eyes and there was nothing you could do was watch from afar as he loved someone else and ached to be that someone.

Erin was a good person with a good heart. She was good for him. But you couldn’t help but hate that you couldn’t give him everything she could. Whatever that was you didn’t know. Maybe it was because you were bigger. Maybe it was because you were different. Whatever it was, you didn’t want to know. It would only break you in the end.

You tried to go out but it seemed the ghost of him followed you wherever you went.

You glanced at him for a moment, noting the stubble covering his jaw and remember how much you ran your hands over it giggling when he spun you around in the middle of his apartment.

You both were closer than normal best friends. You slept in the same bed and cuddled countless times. But every time you woke you he was gone.

Your friend snapped her fingers in front of your face with a laugh.

“You’re staring,” she commented, sniggering. You grimaced, biting at your lip and removing your intense gaze from the man across the room.

He was with a group of people but his arms were laying across the chair of the girl you wanted to hate but couldn’t.

“I hate nice people,” you grumbled, only making your friend laugh more. You ended up grinning, her laugh being contagious.

“Hello, ladies.” You now noticed the blonde who had walked up to your table, recognizing him from Jay's group from across the room.

“Hello, handsome,” you flirted, resting your chin on the palm of your hand, fluttering your eyes at him. He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair.

“I’m Adam. I couldn’t help but notice you from across the room. Can I buy you a drink, both of you?”

“You can buy her a drink. I’m going to talk to the guy who's been eyeing me since I walked in. Good luck!” Your friend exclaimed and started to walk away but turned around and added, “Oh! She likes the fruity stuff. Berry Lemonade Margarita is her favorite. Thank me later.” She gave the blonde, Adam, a wink before finally walking away. You place your hands in your hands, a blush settling over you cheeks.

“Berry Lemonade Margarita it is.” Adam said walking to the bar. You sat there and chuckled, shaking your head. You could feel eyes on you, so you looked up and met his eyes. His hand had fallen from behind Erins chair, a sad smile on his face. You looked away letting out a sigh. Adam was back in a matter of minutes, sliding your drink in front of you and settling in the seat in front of you, a glass of what looks like Whiskey in his hands.

“Thank you,” you muttered, giving him a small shy smile.

“You don’t talk much do you?”

“When I open my mouth I usually embarrass myself.” He only laughs, shaking his head.

You ended up talking for a good twenty minutes about anything and everything. He was easy to talk to but you couldn’t help but ache for another man who would glance at the two of you from across the room ever so often. He hated it. He hated watching Adam making you laugh. It was really his own fault. He has no right to be angry or jealous. But he was. All he wanted to do was march right over there and rip him from that seat. Instead, though, he watched from afar, detaching himself from the conversation his friends were having. You brightened up the room as soon as you entered, his eyes on you as soon as you stepped foot into Molly’s.

“You know Jay?” Adam asked, leaning back against the booth. You nodded, swirling the straw in your half empty drink.

“We were best friends. Things happen, though. People change.”

“Well you're glancing at him every couple of minutes so apparently something happened there.”

“Oh fuck, Adam. I’m sorry,” your shoulder slump as you feel the guilt build inside you. He simply laughs and shakes his head.

“No need to apologize. Does he know?”

You wanted to ask him what he meant but you knew. So you shook your head, “No.”

He purses his lip. “Have you thought about telling him?”

“Only a thousand times. Erin is good for him, though.”

“If Jay wanted to be with Erin he would’ve made it official. So clearly something is holding him back.”

You hated how your chest filled with hope that maybe he held back because of you. But he left you. Stopped calling. Stopped texting. Stopped everything.

“C’mon,” Adam said standing up, glass in one hand and the other held out for you to take. You gave him a curious look but took his hand anyway and grabbed your drink before he could pull you away. When you noticed the direction you both we’re headed you tried to stop but it was no use. The two of you had gained the attention of the entire group.

“Hey, this is my girl, (Y/N). This is Kevin, Kim, Erin, and Jay.” Adam said, pointing them all out with their name. You gave them all a shy smile and a wave. Anxiety filled you and you suddenly felt sick to your stomach.

“Oh no, has he talked your ear off yet?” Asked Kevin who only made the rest of them laugh, aside from Jay, who only glaring at him. He hated the way the words “his girl” fell from Adam's lips.

Your shoulders dropped as the anxiety left and you let out a small laugh.

“He’s getting there.”

You didn’t even have it in you to look into his eyes. You tightened your grip on Adam's hand, who simply nudged you towards the empty spot next to an African American man, who you now know as Kevin. Adam sat next to you, sending you a wink before throwing his arm over your chair.

“Truthfully. She loves me,” Adam says shrugging. You take a sip of your drink, eyes widen, a laugh nearly falling from your lips.

“I’m just waiting on my chance to run,” you suddenly spoke. There was a slight pause before laughs were heard around the table and a whine came from Adam.

“Babe, that is so mean,” Adam moaned, holding his hand over his heart as if you broke it.

You simply giggled and slapped his chest lightly.

A conversation started and you added in a couple of times but mainly you were putting your focus on avoiding his gaze or trying not to cry at the sight of his hand resting on Erins shoulder.

As a certain song came on, you were suddenly pulled into memories of only a couple months ago.

It was the night he made you dance with him. You remember giggling and letting him spin you until you were dizzy and ready to pass out. You remember how his hands fell on your hips to try and steady you before you fell. He was laughing the entire time until his face came close to yours. And he almost kissed you. He was so close and you prayed that he would. But he didn’t.

The memory only causes your heart to ache and knowing that the man you loved was sitting right in front of you with another girl on his arm made it ten times worse.

You wanted to scream and to cry but you trapped it inside, bottling it up until you could let it out once you got home.

The sound of your slurping pulled you from your thoughts. You were out of adult juice. With no intention of going home, you were going to need another drink to get you through the night.

“I'm going to get a drink. I’ll be back,” you told Adam before hopping out of your seat. He gave you a nod.

“Yeah, me too. Anyone want anything?”

You pushed through the groups of people trying to get away but there was no use, Jay caught your arm and pulled you away before anyone at the table noticed. You were in a hallway suddenly and before you could say anything Jay was in front of you.

“Adam? Really?”

“What? What’s wrong with Adam? And why do you care?” You are getting upset now. Jay had no right to question you on who you were seeing. Not anymore.

“He’s not really your type.” You snorted at his reply. What were you supposed to say to that? You didn’t understand why he cared when he had left you and all of a sudden he wants to look out for you.

“Jay, you have no idea what my type is anymore. People change. Maybe I like blondes now.”

“Yeah well I remember only a couple months ago you much preferred brown haired, blue eyed men.”

“What are you implying?” You asked, stepping closer to him, your eyes set in a glare. He folded his arms over his chest, his muscles catching your eyes for a split second. Your thighs clenched before you copied his stance, your nails digging into your arms.

“You know exactly what I’m implying, princess.”

The nickname made you weak at the knees and so did that fucking smirk on his face. But you stood your ground, slipping your hair over your shoulder and attempting to walk around him. He caught your wrist, pulling you into his chest. You took in a breath at how close you both were. It had been so long since you touched him and every part of you wanted to melt into his arms.

“You left me, remember. Replaced me. No calls, no text, no goodbye. And no excuse. You have no right to try and tell me who I can or cannot be with.” As you spoke you snatched your wrist from his grip and pulled away, walking right out the side doors. You walked up to Adam, the excuse falling from your lips easily.

“I’m not feeling too well, I’m gonna head home, Call me. It was nice meeting you guys.”

And you were out the door before they could say anything. Your phone was blowing up as soon as you sped off down the road but you didn’t once pick it up knowing who it was.

It was your turn to ignore him now. You blocked his number later that night and cried yourself to sleep, trying your hardest to let go of that stupid schoolgirl crush you had for him and grow the hell up. You only wished it was as easy as saying it. But your mind betrayed you and you thought about him for the next two days. And then he showed up.

When you heard the knock you assumed it was the package you had been waiting on for three days now but when you took a peek through the peephole, you closed your eyes and sat your back against the door.

“Please open the door,” he begged, resting his head against the door. You let out a sigh and pushed yourself from the door, turning and swinging it open. He stood there with a pizza box in his hand and a pack of beer resting on top. You couldn’t help but smile as you noticed the flowers hiding behind his back. He pulled them out, a grin overtaking the sadness on his face. The look of excitement cured the nervousness that had settled in his stomach.

“Can I take the pizza, beer, and flowers and leave you on the doorstep?” You joked about taking a hold of the flowers, bringing them to your nose to smell them. You closed your eyes as your favorite flower's scent invaded your nose.

Jay let out a laugh. “No, princess. It’s a package deal.”

You let out a chuckle and opened the door wider for him. Jay walked inside, instantly making his way to the living room where he sat the pizza and beer on the table. Instead of following him you entered the kitchen and placed the flowers in a vase and filled it halfway with water. You placed them on the counter, cocking your head to the side as you arranged them perfectly in the vase. Jay watched from the entrance, leaning against the frame with a smile on his lips.

“I’m sorry. And I know it isn’t much, but I hope this is a good start to getting you back.”

His voice causes shivers to roll over your spine. You purses your lips, taking in a breath.

“I don’t want to play anymore, Jay. I want a relationship and if you can’t give me that then please just say so.”

He walked forwards, cupping your face in his hands.

“I didn’t know what I wanted back. But I do know now. And it’s you. It's always been you.”

With a sigh of relief you captured his lips, your hand running up his chest before clasping around his waist. You wished you had done it before, that you both hadn’t played around the thought of a relationship and just did it. But you had him now and that’s all that mattered.

His kiss made you fuzzy and you Found yourself leaning against him for support. His tongue swiped across your bottom lip and you parted your lips eagerly. You moaned at the taste of him and moved your hands to then settle on his chest. You have never been kissed like this before. And you loved every part of it.

You pulled back, taking in a much needed breath as he leaned his forehead against yours attempting to catch his own breath.

“So, you want me to beat your ass in monopoly or what?”

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raggaraddy · 3 years ago

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Intruders.

Request from @dramaclub-thin: Mafia BTS where the reader is shot for/because of them.

A/N: Another long one. This one doesn't have so much of the worried reaction, cause I wrote it to fit the Mafia! Jungkook character. It's still fun though ^-^ Thanks again for the request. 💜💜💜

If anyone else wants to request, you can here.

Other parts:

Namjoon

Yoongi

Jimin

Taehyung

Summary: When a loose end breaks into Jungkooks house with guns drawn, you get a first-hand lesson that maybe Jungkook isn't as invulnerable as you had thought.

Trigger Warnings: Graphic violence, gun usage, blood, murder.

Jungkook

Mafia! Jungkook

Fighting to get free, you're kicking your legs. Squirming. Squealing as you shove your hands against Jungkook's chest, pushing him back as hard as you can. Tears starting to fill your eye line.

"Stop, stop, stop," you shout, with no effect. Struggling harder.

"Admit it!" He yells back, a smile on his face.

"Never," You scream. Not able to hold it back anymore. Your screech morphs into forceful laughter as Jungkook continues to tickle you. Your cheeks aching from how widely you're smiling. Your sides hurting as you keep thrashing for release.

"Admit I could beat up the Hulk, and I'll let you go." He insists again, pressing you down with a massive grin.

"Okay, okay!" You squeal, finally conceding. Groaning in relief, when his fingers stop tickling your stomach. Your limbs dropping down to rest. "You could totally kick the Hulk's ass." You chuckle, rolling your eyes.

"Damn right I could!" He bursts into laughter also. Easing back with a sigh now that he no longer has to hold you still. Neither of you phased by the movie that started the debate still blaring in the background.

Roughly you punch your fist into his chest, intentionally knocking the air out of him. Taking advantage while he is caught off guard to push him flat onto the carpet beside you. Straddling his lap, you lean over him pinning his arms to the floor before he has a chance to argue. Not that you think he would. The fun-filled smile doesn't leave his face for a moment. Completely amused by you, while you try your best to put on an intimidating act. Trying to stop yourself from smiling again.

"Jeon Jungkook. You cheated." You playfully scold, "And if you can't have a grown-up discussion, then you can't do other grown-up things either." You accentuate your point by grinding down. Feeling his hips push up as you tease him. Lifting up right away, shaking your head as you remove the contact. "Nah uh. Cheaters don't get that." You smirk.

"Don't be mean just cause I won." He runs his tongue inside his cheek. His gaze showing desire and a want for you to continue. But you're not done toying with him.

"You didn't win." You poke your tongue out, rocking your hips a single time more, "Confessions under duress are not admissible anyway."

"No, but it's good leverage to have." He answers a little too honestly and without thinking. Not entirely talking about your play fight anymore.

Chuckling awkwardly, you shake off the train of thought that wants to evaluate what he just said. Not wanting to let your mind remember that part of him right now. Trying instead, to return to your spirited banter. But he gets in before you.

"Nope," He easily breaks out and overpowers your hold wrapping his arm around your waist, carrying you as he stands up. "you admitted I'm stronger than the Hulk, and I'm never gonna let that go." Bending down, he throws you over his shoulder, slapping your ass to tease you back.

His shoulder digging into your gut stops you from taking a full breath or making a snippy comeback. So you slap his ass in retaliation instead.

"Come on Kitten, you have to give me a prize for winning." He purs suggestively, carrying you out of the living room into the foyer.

He's going to take you upstairs, but you don't make it to them before both of your heads snap towards the entrance. A flurry of gunshots exploding just beyond the front door. The commotion silencing as quickly as it started.

Jungkook slings you off his shoulder. Becoming another person in an instant. Purely focused. Opening the coat closet, he pulls a Glock from his jacket.

"Get upstairs, now." He barks.

You don't have to be asked twice, running to the stairs. Gasping as the garage door next to the steps opens, two hooded men storming in with guns drawn. Jungkook reacts quickly, firing past you. Shooting one of them, missing the second who ducks instead of firing back.

At the same time, blowing open to the left of you, the front door is kicked in. Swinging wide, four more masked men rush the house. Firing rapidly and wildly. Scarcely missing Jungkook who is moving preemptively and is 3 steps ahead. Running forward he shoots the second man in front of you. Grabbing your arm, dragging you over their dead bodies into the garage with him.

Shutting you in just as bullets explode through the wood door at your back.

Jungkook forces you to keep up, throwing you behind the car. The automatic shots continuing to decimate. The four-wheel-drive being the only thing that keeps either of you from getting shot.

Panting and on the verge of tears, you're crouched beside Jungkook. Watching him, waiting to react to anything he says. Knowing he is all that stands between you and death. But also knowing that with him in this mindset he could do just as much damage to you as one of those other men might.

The gunfire stops. Distorted voices shouting behind the door's remains. Jungkook cautiously raises up, leaning over the hood. He lines up a shot as the door opens warily, taking down another of them. Slouching behind the car as a new wave of bullets comes in response.

In front of you, the shelves covered in storage boxes and the workbench full of tools is ripped to shreds. Things erupting in every direction. Covering you in debris.

Pulling his phone from his pocket he shoves it in your lap.

"Call the first number!"

Your brain is stalling, your hands are shaking, but you follow the order as best as you can. The way your fingers are vibrating making it so much harder.

"What's up Boss?" You can hear the faint sound of his first lieutenant, as the firing ceasing again. Jungkook snatches the phone, speaking lowly and calmly.

"My house is breached and we're under fire. At least 3 guys. Semi-autos. We're held up in the garage and I've got maybe 15 rounds left." He passes the information over precisely. Remaining organized and in control.

"We're 10 out," the first confirms back, yelling orders to people on his end of the phone.

Your head jolts towards the garage door as it heavily clunks, starting to lift along the tracks. Exposing you on two sides.

"Fuck," Jungkook exclaims. "We don't have 10 minutes."

He stands, staying low. Opening the car door, tossing the phone in, followed by you. Your limbs hitting everything as you try to keep up with his pace. Making it onto the seat in an awkward heap.

"Stay down," he growls, slamming it, sealing you in. You're ahead of him this time, already kneeling under the steering wheel. Pressing your chest and head into the seat as flat as possible.

Inside the car, you can only hear the sounds of blasts for a few moments. Heavy things being thrown in every direction amid tense silences.

Outside the car, Jungkook fires off 3 shots, aiming for the legs he sees as the garage opens. The angle is wrong, and he doesn't hit them. Having to retreat back. Throwing the workbench down, using it as a meagre form of barricade. Blocking himself into the corner, hunched behind it. It's barely wide enough to protect him at the front and on the side. The height of the desk only just covering his head. He aims over the bench, hoping to keep the front two from coming in with suppression fire.

However, his attempt is unsuccessful. As he raises up, a bullet wings his right arm. Involuntarily dropping his gun, he shouts in pain. The Glock falling on the wrong side of the table.

It only takes him a second to compose himself, lunging over to pick up the weapon. But it's a second too late.

One of the men charges from inside the house. Booting the table into Jungkook, throwing him off balance. Holding him at gunpoint as he hits the floor.

Briefly, you see the other two men through the window as they pass the car. You're too terrified to move. Your hand cupped over your mouth, muffling the panicked breathes and whimpers that you can't hold in.

Working as a unit, one of the men clears the table out of the way, another picks up Jungkook's gun, while the third ushers him out of the corner and onto his feet, keeping the sights tightly fixed on him.

Getting in his face, the lead man removes his balaclava. Seething hate filling his expression. "You remember me?"

While he isn't going to give him the satisfaction of a reaction, Jungkook is certainly perturbed by the reveal.

It was nearly 5 months ago that he had ordered this man and his family killed. It drew far too much attention when he refused a deal Jungkook made him. So an example has to be set. The man's wife, two children and his visiting brother were murdered in the gruesome display. And Jungkook was told that the man standing in front of him now was also killed. But it seems the men charged with the hit got complacent. They didn't confirm the kill.

Mentally, Jungkook was already recalling the four men on task. If he made it out of this they were going to suffer greatly for their mistake.

Seeming infuriated by Jungkook's lack of fear and stoic glowering, the unmasked man slams his fist into the Mafia King's face. Shouting as he does.

Methodically, the three intruders begin to tear Jungkook apart. He put's up a fight as best as he can, but the men are trained and three against one isn't fair odds in this situation. Knocking him between them, they strike with their knees, fists, feet, hurting him in any way they can manage. Beating him into the ground. Pulling him back onto his knees whenever he drops back or falls forward.

Biting your palm you're trying to stop yourself from crying out as you sob into your hand. You can hear the hits. The thumps from him being tossed around. His groans of pain. The slough of abuse they spit at him while they work him over. Cursing him. Mocking him.

Suddenly, the car door jerks open. One of the masked men dragging you out by your hair. Making you produce an ear-shattering scream. One he silences with a fist to the face. Your body collapsing, slapping into the concrete.

Groaning in pain, your sobs can no longer be restrained. Loudly bawling, tear stream your face, hardly able to breathe as you panic.

Your heart aching as you see Jungkook across from you. Hunched over on his knees, he's gushing blood. It's running down his face. Matting his hair to his forehead with the sheer volume of it. He's splitting it up, his mouth dripping with it. His shirt soaked in it. Flowing down his arm from the bullet wound also.

You'd never have thought you would see your Boyfriend in such a state. You've witnessed first-hand the power he has when he's the one responsible for this kind of damage. In your mind, you saw him as invincible. Unbeatable. A cruel monster driven by hubris that could never be stopped.

The times you'd seen him beat people like this, the times he hit you like this, you had privately desired for him to suffer the same fate one day. For karma to return everything he had dished out.

But now that he was, now that he was the one being treated without mercy, even with it being justified, you can't feel anything but fear and sadness. Regretting ever having wished this upon him.

"Jungkook," you gently call.

He's disoriented. Too many headshots having made him dizzy and unfocused. But your soft voice cuts through all of that. Looking up from the ground to you, his eyes go wide seeing you in harm's way again.

"Y/-" he starts to get up, only to be interrupted and held down. The unmasked man's hand coming down on his shoulder. The barrel of Jungkook's own gun being aimed at his chest as the man hovers over him.

"You know, your guys didn't kill my wife right away." He digs the gun tip into the bullet wound on his arm. Twisting and stabbing into the raw flesh making him grit his teeth to bear the pain. "They shot her where he knew it wouldn't kill her. Then they let her bleed out. While I could only watch. While my kids watched." The pure rage in the man's voice is finally softened. Instead, sounding horribly grieved and agonized over the memory. "Someone like you, you're probably not capable of love," he spits, pushing off Jungkook to stand straight. "But whether you love her or not, I still want you to watch her die."

The words register, but you can't absorb them. You can't react.

"Wait. Wait!" Jungkook yells after him.

Your body is throbbing in terror. Watching him advance on you. Watching him raise the gun at you.

The shot hits you in the stomach.

"No!" Jungkook howls. The two men punting him back down as he climbs to his feet. Extending the barrage of hits to impress upon him that he shouldn't try to get up again.

In shock, you delicately dab at the hole in your side. Blood pulsing out of you. The pain is more than you could have imagined. You can't pull in a full breath. Short gasps are all you can manage. Doubling over onto your hands and knees, you weakly shriek unable to deliver a solid scream.

They drag you by your arm, hurling you at Jungkook, your torso landing in his lap. He clings to you, drawing you in tight. His face twisted in anger.

"Y/n." He growls. "Don't you dare-" he can't bring himself to finish that thought.

"Don't worry darling. It won't take long." The leader says above you, sounding genuinely sympathetic. "You though," he redirects, snarling at Jungkook. "you're gonna die slow."

Not able to breathe and the blood loss is making your head light. The room feels like it's spinning. Your eyes rolling back as they close. The reprieve of rest calling you into unconsciousness. And you can't resist.

With his hand held to your heart and his chest tight, Jungkook feels for a beat. The irregular rhythm assuring him you're still alive at least.

"I hope you really did love her. Like how I loved my girl and my boy. My wife. I hope you can feel that type of pain."

Jungkook is shaking. Unfiltered loathing ravaging his thoughts. A murderous expression concealing his heartache as he feels your pulse gradually start to slow.

Moving begrudgingly like it's his duty, the leader pulls one of the few remaining tools from its place on the wall. Wringing the handle of a large Philips Head screwdriver.

Working together, the three of them rip your unconscious body apart from Jungkook. His efforts to keep you close having little impact. Numerous injuries having sapped his strength.

Stretching him out, holding him down, they pin him with their weight. One of them securing his legs. Another holding his arm and torso, the majority of his heft used to force Jungkook's face into the cement. The leader kneeling all of his weight on his left arm to keep it flat.

As the tip of the screwdriver is pressed into his palm, Jungkook grapples to keep his hand closed to no avail. The shank piercing the meat of his palm. Screaming as the length is stabbed in and yanked out. Hissing through his teeth while the sharp point trails up. Reaching about halfway up his forearm it digs into the muscle. The blade slowly forcing its way into the skin, causing him to roar again.

All at once, a shot rings out. One of the intruders taking a bullet in the back. An assault of gunfire spreading across the height of the garage, sending the other two into a panic. Scrambling for their guns. Releasing Jungkook in the frenzy, who cradles his wounded hand for a moment before jumping on the attack. Finally having sufficient reinforcement to fight back.

Picking up the screwdriver with his good hand, he lunges at the surviving masked man. Dragging him off balance. Straddling his side. Stabbing down and around to drive the tool into his chest over and over. Burying the metal in the man's throat as a final strike. His damaged hand slamming down on the top of the screwdriver, forcing it through the other side of the man's neck.

Some of Jungkook's rage having been vented, he falls away panting watching the man, satisfied as he quickly bleeds to death.

The leader of the assailants, the source of all of this woe, is completely unmatched by the dozen men who suddenly surround him. They don't grant him the opportunity to even raise his weapon, shooting him in the shoulder, knocking him down. Incapacitating him and restraining him swiftly as he tries desperately to get loose.

There are a few seconds when the dust settles, where everything is quiet again. Only the sounds of wheezed breathing and footsteps taking any space.

Apart from the few men busy with securing the house and the area, all of them are at attention looking to assist their battered leader. Wanting to help. Waiting on an order.

"Her," he signals in your direction. "Get her to a hospital."

"You too, Boss." His second lieutenant leans down, helping Jungkook stand. Getting him to solid footing.

"I'm not dying in the next 20 minutes. Let's wrap this shit up first." He dismisses the gesture. Shirking off the pain at risk of appearing weak.

"And this one?" His first aims a gun at the intruders head.

"Patch him up. He's gonna die slowly," Jungkook's voice deepens as he repeats the man's own threat back at him.

His eyes following as he gets picked up and thrown into the trunk of one of the cars. The Mafia leader in him already, concocting ruthless plans in specific detail over all the ways he is going to torture him. And how he's going to silence any doubts about his strength that this attack may have caused.

Carried in another man's arms, you're taken to the back seat of a car. The movement string you awake. The pain keeping you immobilized and dazed.

Jungkook limping slightly follows after you. He presses his hand to your chest again, relieved as he feels your heart still beating, as he sees your eyes fluttering.

Your head laying on the seat, he leans over resting his forehead upside down on yours. "I'm so sorry baby." He whispers. His hands bunch tightly around your arms, pulling at your skin. The war of both sides of him crashing together. His eyes going cold, his breath becoming ragged.

Struggling to remain conscious, your eyes close again. Jungkook's bloody hand slapping down on your face, shocking your eyes back open. Tears instantly returning to your cheeks.

"Don't you dare die!" He hisses. His hand curls around your jaw, his fingers digging into your cheeks. "I'm not going to let other people think they can come at me. Take my things. Try to hurt me." He growls, speaking just loud enough for only you and him. "So you're gonna keep living Y/n. Cause until I give you permission, you don't have the right to die."

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frankcastlescumslut · 2 years ago

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On the Sea - Chapter Five: Long Way From Home

This wasn’t love, though. This wasn’t a noble act of preserving the sanctity of your relationship and securing your hand, it was a disrespectful invasion of your privacy- an act of betrayal that held more weight than Frank would be willing to carry if he knew the gravity of your reticence.

Synopsis: You don’t move. You can’t move. It’s as if you made direct eye contact with snakes that covered the mystical woman’s head. You’re heavier than stone; buried under rubble as your two worlds crash into each other, collapsing under the pressure as you face the Punisher.

Warnings: Angst, dark-ish!Frank (grabbing reader's arm during argument), fighting between reader and Frank

A/N: SORRY this took longer to upload!!!!! Stranger Things has rotted my brain. Anyway. HERE WE GOOOO!!!!!!!!!! These next few chapters are my absolute favorite and only hurt even more :')

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“You’re sure?”

“I know what I saw, man.”

“Are you positive?”

“Like a pregnancy test, apparently.”

“That’s impossible. I mean, she- did you guys… you don’t think…” “No way in hell.”

“I’m lost on this one, man. I’m sorry.”

“Yeah. Me too.”

Frank’s thumb presses against the red button and the phone burns in his hand.

Brown eyes study the worn out door, but he perceives nothing. Icy streams of air blow against his burning cheeks, causing the dried tears to sting, but he feels nothing. His chest rises and falls in perfect rhythm, but he can’t breathe. Teeth marks rise against the wound on his chest, each pump of blood causing him to feel less and less, and the monster satiates its need.

This was it; this was the moment he had anticipated since you declared your love to him. This was the moment his sins finally caught up to him. He made peace years ago that he wouldn’t be able to run from hell, especially in the afterlife, but he still held onto hope that you were indicative of the universe’s forgiveness. The fears and suspicions he trained himself to ignore for you had finally caught up to him, and he willingly adorned a red nose and painted smile.

Time doesn’t exist anymore. Sure, he watched as the sun had moved from directly overhead and disappeared beneath the outlines of trees, welcoming the moon and twinkling stars, but nothing felt real to him. He was nonexistent.

He watched as silhouettes pranced across the front windows, easily identifying your familiar frame, wondering who the man and other woman were. His heart faltered at the shadow of two wisps of curled pigtails wobbling near the bottom of the windowsill. If he tried hard enough, he could make out the way your cheeks grew fuller against the warm light from the assumed dining room as you held the baby.

Pin pricks flooded his legs as he adjusted in the seat of his car- the only indication that he could feel anything at all.

He’s unsure of what to do, his mind scrambling to make sense of what he unearthed. How could you lie to him like that? How could you come back home, ha, home, to him after every trip, a shell of a person each time, and tell him you love him? How could you lure him into your currents and drown him with no remorse? His teeth grind against each other like tectonic plates of the ocean floor, threatening to rupture at the rising emotions, and his fingers tap against the steering wheel in no particular rhythm.

Humidity engulfs him as his feet meet the ground below before pacing the street with no destination in mind. His fingers tug at the root of his hair as he wills himself to catch his breath, unaware that he’s crying until the empty gasps echo throughout the quiet neighborhood, leaving his throat raw and irritated. A trash bin clangs to the ground as his boot launches it into the street, and hard metal catches his weight as he leans against his truck.

It’s as if some invisible force gripped him by the scalp, holding his head up against his will, and forced him to watch as strangers embrace your shadow through the windowpane. The doorknob rattles like wind chimes against the frame and his heart lurches, causing his feet to follow involuntarily, as if to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating.

He studies the way you breathe against the closed door, noting how the palm of your hand remains flat against the wood, your forehead pressing firmly against your hidden world. He’s close enough now that he could hear the way your breathing became shaky and your ribs expanded like a balloon, unable to deflate as the doorknob rattled from the other side, the cry of a small child audible to anyone with working ears.

Surely you were dreaming or seeing ghosts; that was the only logical explanation your mind could conjure as you turned to meet the Punisher’s steely gaze.

“Frank.” Your voice is barely a whisper, and you swear you hear laughter coming from the sky. The shell of Frank Castle cracks at each joint and dust crumbles as he shakes his head in defeat.

“Get in the car.” He refuses to look at you, afraid that you would trigger a part of him he tried to bury.

“Frank, I-”

“Get in the car.” It’s a weak plea, and his arm flops to his side after waving it in the direction of his truck.

You don’t move. You can’t move. It’s as if you made direct eye contact with snakes that covered the mystical woman’s head. You’re heavier than stone; buried under rubble as your two worlds crash into each other, collapsing under the pressure.

The invisible string that bound you two together bunches as he’s suddenly in front of you, pulling your duffel bag from your shoulder and throwing it over his own. The weight of the baggage causes him to hunch over, and you watch his stride falter as he storms towards the truck; the string growing taut in response.

You watch as the automatic light in his truck illuminates his broad shoulders, relaxing as he dumps your bag into the back seat, sighing with relief at the loss of pressure. The thought of running crosses your mind, and you can’t help but picture the satisfaction he would feel if you disappeared, leaving him with no threat of riptides or deadly undercurrents. You flinch as your name echoes throughout the empty street.

“Get in the goddamn car!” He calls from yards away, unaware that you were made of marble. You try to call for him, try to call for the man you love buried beneath your destruction, but words don’t leave your lips. You’re not sure you’re even breathing as he approaches, but you don’t recognize the man in front of you.

“Frank-”

“What? Do you need me to put you in the car, too?” He doesn’t recognize himself.

Large fingers latch onto your upper arm and press into the skin- it’s not enough to hurt, but it’s enough to cause your feet to fight against the raging current. Your legs trudge against the sidewalk as you stumble towards the vehicle; the ground below you feels like wet sand.

The passenger side of the truck shifts towards you as Frank all but yanks the door open, causing the hinges to groan. You sink into the familiar seat, wishing you could disappear into the threads.

Frank hovers over you for a second as he fastens you into the truck, and you don’t miss the way his ears and nose are a warm shade of red. You had only seen him cry a few times before- when you presented him with his favorite coffee mug, when you declared your love for the first time under the steady downpour, when his nightmares gradually changed, your face slowly replacing Maria’s- and your heart broke into smaller pieces knowing you caused his pain.

He stands tall next to the door, but he looks small, only a shell of the man you love. Tears threaten to spill over your waterline as you meet his gaze, and his head shakes as he closes you in.

The hum of the engine fills the cabin of the vehicle and electricity crackles in expectancy, teasing and prodding at open chest wounds.

“Frank.” You break first.

“Do I even want to know? Do I even want to know.” He enunciates each consonant, scoffing to himself as the other version of you taunts his memory. It’s silent for a moment as you consider your next question carefully, landing on the most pressing.

“How did you find me?” “Ha,” he barks. “Course, that’s what you’re worried about. About how I fuckin’ find you.” His knuckles whiten against the steering wheel, rage whispering in his ear to egg him on, pressing into the aching injury.

“How’d you meet him, hm? How’d you meet the lucky guy? Another library? Or, what, is he an old coworker?” He misses the way your jaw tightens at the accusations. “Couldn’t cut old ties?” “What are you saying right now?”

“What am I saying. What am I saying?” His voice jumps in pitch as he perceives your ridicule. “What the fuck did I walk into, Honey?” The name sounds poisonous as it leaves his lips, causing you to shift in your chair.

“You think-” You don’t want to consider the thought, but your lips betray you. “You think I’m cheating on you?” His answer leaves his body as a huff of air through flared nostrils.

“You think I’m cheating on you.” You conclude, scoffing incredulously as you turn towards his stiff frame; the steering wheel groans under his grip. “You’re joking, right?” Lifted eyebrows sketch horizontal lines into your forehead. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.” Cars whirl past the window and you watch as white dotted lines connect ahead.

“Yeah cause this is a fuckin’ joke to you, huh? Am I fuckin’ laughing?” An orange sheen from passing streetlights flashes over his features as he faces you for the first time, flickering between your Frank and the Punisher.

“I can’t talk to you right now.” The words crawl from your lips as waves crash into your body, forcing you further into the seat.

“You can’t talk to me right now.” The statement is laced with disbelief as he validates your statement. “You don’t think I deserve an explanation?” “No.” “No?” The question leaves through downturned lips “No. Okay.” His face scrunches with a sniff, his upper lip practically touching the tip of his nose.

The gurgling of blood pumping from broken hearts reverberates through the small space. It was only a matter of time until your sins caught up with you, though you hadn’t expected Frank to immerse himself during your path of repentance. This is your fault, the dragon reminds you, and you can't defend yourself.

Buzzing from the center console interrupts your interrogation. A familiar name flashes against the screen of the phone before quickly disappearing as Frank declines the call. You dare to look at him out of curiosity, but he won’t return your stare. He can’t.

The name flashes against the screen again.

“What.” The roughness of his voice momentarily stuns you as he reluctantly places the phone to his ear. You debate on whether or not you’re allowed to look at him, fuck it, there’s nothing left to lose.

“No way in hell.” The muscles in his jaws clench. “I know what I saw.” His voice is gruff as his teeth grind together. “That’s impossible. I watched him-” It’s silent as he listens; his body turning away from you as he switches the phone to the other ear. You can barely make out the voice of his friend from the passenger’s side. “-Don’t have answers either, man, but it’s him.”

The energy in the car shifts as Frank attempts to sneak a glance at you but fails. Your eyes meet his gaze, studying his face unapologetically, devoid of any emotion. You felt bare, completely exposed- reminiscent of splintered nerve endings that convulse under familiar pressure.

“Used to come here a lot with my family.” Your body felt like it was short circuiting as he spoke, unprepared for the direction this conversation would eventually take, yet you remain composed, for his sake.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” The cheap coffee cup hides half of his face as he takes a sip. “Kids loved it. Loved the people, loved flying kites… the damn hot dogs.” He laughs, staring out into the open field, and you laugh alongside him. Guilt swirls in your chest as he recounts his intimate memories, ones that you had familiarized yourself with that were once bullet points in a manilla folder.

“Maria made the best picnics.” He nods into the cup. “She, uh, she always had to have some kinda Italian shit.” He chuckles in remembrance. “I thought it was weird at first, you know? Who brings pasta to a picnic?” His laugh was sincere and you couldn’t help but mirror him, desperately trying to ignore the way your stomach churned.

“But she knew better.” He smiles, but you catch the familiar sadness in his eyes. “Always did.”

The cheap coffee cup blocks the view of the face you attempted to read. He hums quietly as he exhales, nodding slightly as he watches his surroundings. Hundreds of people litter the park, you realize, as you turn away from Frank. It’s busy, and somehow, that familiar loneliness fills your chest.

“Andrew loved pasta.” The bile rises as you say the name aloud, your body tensing at the intrusion of memories that floods your consciousness.

“He loved it all.” You huff, mainly so you don’t vomit on yourself. “Spaghetti, ravioli, fettuccine. I got him a homemade pasta maker for his birthday one year.” Your chest expands at the memory of your fiancé carefully reading over the directions to the cookware as if it were from the Library of Alexandria.

The laugh that leaves your lips surprises both you and Frank, but you’re unable to meet his eye.

“He died a couple years ago, like, 3 months before the wedding.” You nod in finality, lip curling upwards as you attempt to fight the tears that threaten to spill. “That sucked.” The laugh is hollow and the knot in your throat threatens to choke you.“You know,” he catches a glimpse of your face, and you can only imagine how ridiculous you must look, “you don’t get refunds for wedding shit? Even if they’re murdered.” The air gets stuck in his throat at your confession. You deflate like an overexpanded balloon. “Now that’s funny.” A tear runs down your cheek.

The tail of the dragon that had been tightly wrapped around your neck loosened its hold when you spoke honestly. While the memories burned in your eyes, you were taken aback by the relief that left your lungs. You twitched like a severed nerve as you forced yourself to remember, willing your arm to make contact with the concrete fortress that surrounded you.

Months had passed since your confession in Central Park, arguably one of the worst and most freeing days of your life, and yet the reason for your tears change constantly. What started as mourning one life transformed to celebrating another- a new one that included Frank Castle.

Salt collects against the side of your mouth and your cheeks cool as sadness falls from your waterline. You hadn’t realized you were crying until it was too late.

He watches from the corner of his eye, not yet ready to face the looming storm that hovered over your crashing waves. The small movement of your hand brushing against your cheeks caused his head to turn slightly in an attempt to assess your current state, only to be met with the burn of bile in his throat.

You’d only cried a few times in front of Frank, seldom to invite him into the chaos of your uncontrollable currents. While there were a few occasions- mostly during the month of May and when you begged the dragon to have mercy- you reserved your baggage for the confines of your journal. It was only in those pages that you safely grieved for not only a person, but for opportunities that were taken from you- for a life that had been stolen from you. You grieved the reality of the cards that had been dealt, unwilling to invite Frank into a game that you couldn’t afford to lose. The leather bound journal was everything you wouldn’t allow Frank to give you, for more than his well-being.

An anvil sits heavy on his chest as you silently cry. He nearly reaches for you out of pure instinct, wishing he could lick your wounds and stitch you back together, but the monster tugs at the tendons, keeping his arm planted.

“Should I even ask about the kid?” His voice startles you, the tone less than inviting and laced with exhaustion.

“Not right now.” You manage to scratch out, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Alright, then when?” Knuckles tighten as they hold the steering wheel before loosening when he allows himself to take you in. The anvil seems to grow impossibly heavier and attempts to flatten his heart as he takes note of your swollen lips and hooded eyelids. Your cheeks glisten as the warm streetlights fly by.

“When are you going to finally be honest with me?” He begs with pleading eyes, and you’re suddenly back in a hospital room at those last few words.

“Be honest with me,” you huff through uneven breaths, sweat creating a sheen against your forehead. “How badly is this going to hurt?” A weak chuckle leaves your lips as you adjust, squeezing the woman’s hand as your feet press into stirrups, your face squished in agony.

“It ain’t a walk in the park, but you can turn it into a jog.” The kind nurse gets a genuine exhale of a laugh out of you before you assume your position.

“On three, I need one more big push. You got this, mama.” Your heart hammers at the title, and reality slams into your chest.

“I can’t do this.” It’s barely a whisper; the confession stills your beating organ but the contractions don’t stop.

“I can’t do this.” You repeat, eyes becoming frantic as your breathing becomes rapid, causing monitors to scream.

“Hey hey hey,” the nurse moves her hand from your grasp to cup the side of your face as she demands your attention. “You can and you will do this. You are so strong-“

“I can’t do it without him. He isn’t here, I can’t- I can’t do this alone.” Alone. You had been embraced by loneliness since Andrew’s death, but nothing compared to this moment- the loneliness nearly engulfed you. You wondered if a room full of doctors would be able to resuscitate you from that kind of fatal wound.

“You don’t have a choice right now, sweetheart. You have to do this- for your daughter. You can do this. I’m here.” The nurse would never know, but she changed your life with those simple words: for your daughter.

Time seemed to stand still as your body exerted all of its potential energy into the task at hand. Ten seconds felt like ten hours. One more push turned into three. Beads of sweat turned into tears of relief as your baby found its place against your bare chest. The cries were nearly indistinguishable.

Blinding lights twinkled around you, acting as a spotlight to welcome the new life. Your family of two one now returned to two, and you swore if you squinted in just the right way, you could see the man who lived at St. Peter’s Cemetery.

“Not right now, Frank,” the dragon launches flames from its throat as it laughs. “Please.” Your bottom lip trembles as you admit defeat. It takes every ounce of self control to corral the shaky sobs that threaten to break free. He watches, quickly pursing his lips to contain his own emotions, before accepting your plea.

The threads of the seat wrap around you like vines, holding you snug to the range of emotions that soaked your cheeks. Frank internally shames himself as a small part of him relishes in your current state, least she knows she fucked up- the fuck is wrong with you? She’s obviously not okay. He interpreted your tears as remorse for infidelity, relieved to witness your morality firsthand. This was the only way he was willing to work through this- not because you were suffering, but because your shortcomings were acknowledged through your suffering. Maybe that was fucked up. He surely admitted it, but it was soothing to his infected chest wounds nonetheless.

You wish you could disappear into the fabric and blend into intricate details of a quilt sewn by despair. Each moment that passed only spurred the flurries of rage that thrashed in your limbs, itching to break through the surface of your skin. He watched as your fingers dig into the soft flesh of your palm and your knee bounces in random patterns, shadows dancing over your body as the streetlights pass by.

“Frank.” Raindrops fall against your cheeks, emphasizing the outline of your soft face.

“I need to,” your throat tightens around an unspoken confession lodged in your throat. “I’ve been meaning to tell you-” you exhale with intention, slowly closing your eyes to ground yourself, completely oblivious to the way he hides a smile.

The leather of your shoes collect water as it falls from overhead; the reflection of the light catches your attention. A deep line etches between your eyebrows as you pull them close in concentration, willing yourself to swallow the fear that chokes you.

“I feel,” The words dance on your tongue, teasing you. It shouldn’t be this hard. You’ve done this before. A flicker of something foreign yet familiar ignites in your belly, pulling a small smirk from your lips before facing the man in front of you.

“Oh, come on!” Your jaw hangs open in surprise. “I’m trying, here!” His cheeks round as he smiles back at you, the creases of his eyes emphasizing a certain softness to him. You push him lightly due to his disregard for your inhibitions, and the overhead streetlamp showers him in a beautiful sheen of orange, highlighted by the evening rain.

Before you can truly admire him, you find yourself falling backwards as the heel of your shoe collides with uneven concrete. The wind leaves your lungs as you anticipate the fall, but two sturdy arms catch you instead, his hands securing you to him.

It’s quiet for a moment as your foreheads kiss. Your chest presses into his, mimicking the sporadic motions of breathing as you wait for the confession to manifest.

“I love you.” Droplets of water blur your vision as you watch the way his chest relaxes. “I’m sorry that it’s hard for me to say. It’s-”

“Scary.” His breath fans over your face as he towers over you, completing your sentence with ease.

“Yeah.” Relief leaves your lips as an audible exhale. The fear that clouded your mind and chest dissipated as you relaxed into Frank’s hold, finally feeling seen. Understood.

“It’s okay, look at me,” It’s easy to submit to him now that you’ve broken the dam that protected your heart. “I love you, too.”

Tears that eroded trails against your face burn as the memory plagues you. You meant it when you told him- meant every word, definition, and connotation of your proclamation, but love is unrecognizable in the confines of the truck as silent sobs rack through your body.

Familiar buildings come into view as your trip nears its end, the tension in the truck swarming around your bodies as waves gather and crash into you. Rage clung to your frame, and droplets of anger splatter against your chest as they fall from your lashes. Your mind feels like a carousel; the constant rotation of fear, betrayal, and fury causes your vision and judgment to blur.

Frank notes the way your jaw clenches as the truck rounds the corner of the apartment. His own body tenses as his mind reels over every possible outcome that would unfold in the safety of your home, shamefully praying he would be met with the shell of you like he does every month. This time was different, though, and crackles of heat lightning zapped around you.

“I’m sorry.” The apology is gruff as it leaves his throat, and while it was sincere, it fell short. You huff in disbelief at his feeble attempt to preserve peace and avoid your wrath.

“I’m sorry,” he repeats. “Okay?” The truck lurches to a stop as he faces you.

“Yeah, okay.”

“Hey,” a hand wraps around your bicep as you turn to open the door and escape to your fortress. “I said I’m sorry. I mean it.” His eyes plead with you as he accepts defeat, trying to ignore the sparks of irritation that scratch against his fingertips.

“Sure, Frank.” The car door slams shut as you pull from his grasp, trapping him as water floods through the cracks and hinges. Your body blurs as his head submerged beneath the current, and you disappear, surrendering to the sea.

chapter six

A/N: oh. Oh. OH. ohhh. what are we thinking? how are we feeling? are we ready for a mental breakdown?

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zzenole · 3 years ago

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drunk words are true words.

corpse x y/n - fem!reader.

warnings: cursing, alcohol.

warnings: angst & fluff…

a/n: super short, but wanted to get started w something!!

desc: you and corpse have been friends for a long time, and admittedly, you’ve caught feelings. you don’t think corpse feels the same way, though, so when he does admit it, you don’t catch onto it, causing things to get confusing. when he admits, you feel it’s too sudden, but hell, you are so in love with him!

enjoy <3

you’ve been at corpse’s apartment for the past week now, hanging out with him. it’s been a fun week, but having known him for so long, it’s also been hard for you to not feel some type of way about him.

the way he takes care of you, the way he talks to you, the sweet names he calls you, and the way he just acts around you - it’s all so admirable. there’s nothing you can’t love about corpse, and it’s scaring you. so, right now, you’re doing your best to keep your thoughts rational, that way the words that come out of your mouth are also rational.

you’re both drunk off your asses, laughing until you’re crying, words practicality flying out your mouths. so much for keeping the words rational.

“y/n,” your name rolls off his tongue. his voice is like a purr, a caress. you raise an eyebrow, prompting for him to continue. “i fucking love you.”

“yeah, i love you, too, corpse.” of course you do. you two are best friends, despite this being the first time you meet. you’ve known him for years, and he’s been here for you through thick and thin. there’s no reason for you not to love him.

“yeah,” he chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. he opens his mouth, but closes it, putting down his glass of wine. “i’m going to head to bed now.”

you look at him, eyebrows furrowed, but you don’t press further. instead, you nod your head, pouring your drink in the sink as well as his.

after washing the glasses, you head over to the guest bedroom, still confused. he looked… unsure? the night feels incomplete, like it should’ve ended off on different words. you won’t press him on, though. you’re assuming he’ll say whatever he wanted to say when he’s ready.

you let your phone tire you out, and eventually, you drift off to sleep.

<><><>

the light seeping through the window wakes you up. rubbing your eyes, you sit up in bed, feeling a throbbing pain in your head. you’d been so confused last night about corpse that you completely forgot about how much you had to drink.

you practically drag yourself to the kitchen, grabbing a pill and a glass of water. corpse’s door is open, the sound of his tv faint. he lets you in after you knock on the door, giving you a faint smile.

“hi,” you hand him the glass of water and a pill, assuming he too has a headache.

“hi,” he greets softly, taking the pill and water from your hands. “sorry about last night.”

you wave your hand dismissively. “no worries, it’s not that big a deal.”

you’re still confused, though. now he’s sorry. sure, last night felt off, but it could’ve easily been that he was just tired. well, that’s what you assumed anyway after overthinking for hours last night.

“no, i’m sorry for what i said.”

“that you love me?” he nods once. “oh.”

you take the glass of water from his hands, deciding on heading back to the kitchen. while putting some of the dishes away, you feel a pang of hurt in your chest. you do love him, and you thought he loved you. you’ve been there for him the same way he’s been there for you, and you two have known each other for so long. but again, he was drunk last night. he probably didn’t mean it. it’s fine if he didn’t, you just wish it didn’t hurt so much.

“sweet girl,” he comes up to you. “i didn’t mean it like that, shit.”

you chuckle humorlessly. “then what did you mean?”

“i do love you.” he admits, stopping you from leaving the kitchen by standing in front of you.

there’s so much tension over three words. over whether or not he meant them. maybe you’re both still drunk. maybe it’s why you’re feeling like acting out so irrationally.

“you don’t have to say it if you don’t mean it, corpse. really.” you attempt to walk away, but he grabs your arm, pulling you flush against him.

he places his hands on your waist, his thumbs caressing your side. “i’m in love with you, y/n. it’s what i meant last, but i felt so stupid for even thinking of it. i couldn’t go to sleep last night. hell, i couldn’t go to sleep the whole week you’ve been here. i just want you next to me, on top of me, close to me all the fucking time, and i didn’t know how to get that. i’m so in love with you.”

your breath hitches. you don’t know what to say. you feel the same way, one hundred percent, but it’s all too sudden.

fuck it.

you place your hands on each side of his face, crashing your lips onto his. he picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. carefully, he walks over to the couch, gently plopping himself onto it. you’re now on his lap, straddling him.

the kiss is slow, passionate, and fiery. this kiss is saying everything you’ve wanted to say to him and everything he’s wanted to say to you. this kiss is making you feel everything he wants you to feel, making him feel everything you want him to feel. this kiss makes you feel complete. it makes you feel so calm, so peaceful, so damn safe.

breaking it, he chuckles deeply, a huge grin on his face. “i love you, my sweet girl.”

“i love you, my love.”

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I Can't Help Falling In Love With You | t.h

A/N: Okay, wow. Tbh, I'm really proud of this and I hope you like it as much as I do! :) (when this flops, then I'm gonna slide down the suislide :D) anyway, enjoy! :) ily,liz <3

pairing: mob!tom x mob!reader

warnings: smut (fem + male receiving) swearing, unprotected sex, daddy-kink, blowjob, choking, violent actions

w/c: 5.1k (omg)

Requests: CLOSED

Summary: The leader of the London Mafia is the devil in person and you would do everything you can to end him, wouldn't you?

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"I'm not gonna talk to him father!" I yelled at my dad.

"Why?! It's strictly about business anyway!" he yelled back at me. "I'm sorry father, but I'm not gonna talk to the devil in disguise" i said in a slightly calmer voice. "It's just for a few minutes and it's strictly about the mob, okay? He won't hurt you or something" my dad answerd. After a while of thinking about it, I agreed.

"Just for a few minutes and not more" i said quietly.

"yes, thank you y/n" i just nodded with my head before I made my way into the huge conference room where the devil should be.

I hate this man. I could kill him. The problem is… he could kill me too… in seconds.

Thomas Stanley motherfucking Holland.

And now I should go to him and try to make a deal with him, that's gonna be fun. Probably we can't even start to talk about the deal because we're just gonna argue. Like usual.

I opened the door and didn't even looked up to look if he was here yet-

"Well hello darling"

Fuck.

"Hello Thomas" I said with a fake smile.

"I already told that you can call me Tom babygirl" he said.

"And I already told you that you should stop calling me these nicknames because I don't like them" I told him. "Well guess what baby, I don't give a single shit about it" he said with a wide smile.

I just scoffed and shook my head before I sat down on one of the chairs in the room. Tom sat down on the chair at the exact opposite of me.

"So, let's talk about the deal, okay?"

"Okay" Tom nodded.

---

1 week later, after we finally finished the deal, I could relax and went into the library in our mansion. Most of the time I don't even have time to read, but when I got time then I use it and read a few pages of my favorite books. It's something that kinda brings me back into the real world and calms me down quickly. So I don't want to get disturbed.

But of course something- no, someone had to disturb me.

"Hello darling" thomas said as he entered the library with both of his hands in the pockets of his black coat.

"What do you want Holland" I spat back angrily.

"Honestly? You"

I was frozen for a second. It's not that I like him or anything, like i already said, I absolutely hate this man, but he is attractive, i can't deny that. No women can deny that.

"Cat caught your tongue babydoll?" he whispered quietly in my ear from behind. Of course I had to stay infront of the bookshelf with my back to him right now.

"Hmm?" he said in my ear again while I was still pretty frozen.

"get the fuck out of my way Tom" I said with a slightly nervous voice. Suddenly he put both of his arms on my shoulders and slowly traced his fingertips down my arms. I literally started to shiver as he said that,

"pretty little thing" he whisper right in my ear and left a gently peck on the side of my neck. Then he put both of his hands in mine and slowly rubbed this thumb over my hand.

And I let him. I fucking let him.

"I know that you like it baby, I know it" he whispered in the back of my neck before he started to leave kisses at the side of my neck. He was so gentle and soft. His lips were so warm and they felt so fucking good, wait what-

"Okay, stop" I said as I turned around and pushed him away.

"That's sad, it looked like you really enjoyed it darling" he said while he slowly approached me again. As he took the first step forward, I took one backwards but then I remembered that my back is already against the shelf.

Well fuck.

As he stood infront of me, he put both of his hands next to my head and leaned really close. Our noses were nearly touching.

"You don't have to lie to me princess, you know? And when you really wanna test me, then I dare you to do that, we both know that I'm gonna win babydoll" he whispered quietly while he looked me deep in the eyes.

"You may be a Holland, but don't forget that I'm a y/l/n honey" I told him while I held eye contact.

"Cause you exactly know what I'm capable of, you already saw me fighting and taking your men down easily" I added.

"And you exactly know what I'm capable of babygirl"

"Oh please, you are just as weak as your men are Holland" I said with a quick laugh.

"I'm not talking about fighting love" he said with a tiny smirk.

"About what then champ?" I said with a little smile on my face.

"You know what I'm the best at?" he said as he slowly leaned closer so his mouth was hovering over my ear.

"What" I asked before I rolled my eyes.

"Punishments" he whispered.

And as soon as he said that my smile faded and I was frozen… again.

"I knew you would be quiet as soon as I said that. Have you ever got punished before? You know like, did you ever got a few good spanks and a few edges-"

"shut up Thomas" I spat quietly at him.

"You get turned on from the thought of me spanking you and edging you until you beg me to stop, don't you?"

"I-I, n-no i-I don't" I stuttered.

"Don't lie to me princess" he said while he looked me in my eyes again.

"I don't" I said while I looked down at my feet. "Can you say that while you look me in the eyes?" he asked.

I looked him in the eyes, but I couldn't get a single word out.

"That's what I thought" he said before he put both of his hands back in his pockets again and went to the door.

"Where a-are you g-going?" Why did I asked that?!

"I'm gonna go back to work, if you need someone that makes you scream and cry at same time, and I don't mean that in a painful way, then you know where I am" he said before he opened the door and left.

"God please help me" I quietly prayed before I left the library too and went to the gym.

---

"Tom, let me through" I said in a pretty calm voice.

"No" he answered with a tiny smirk.

"Thomas please! I have to be in the meeting like, right now!" I raised my voice at him.

"And?" he asked while he looked down at me. Sadly I'm shorter than him. "And?! When my dad finds out that you are keeping me up here then you. are. dead, holland." he lightly chuckled before he spoke up,

"That would be a shame wouldn't it?" he said with a wide grin while slowly raced his hand and stroked my cheek with his knuckles. "Tom stop" I told him angrily. "You are so sweet when you're angry, you know?"

"Fuck. off" I whispered while I looked him deep in the eyes. That was the last thing i said to him before I pushed him angrily away and stormed through the door.

"Where the fuck where you y/n?" my dad asked with a slightly aggressive voice. I didn't knew which kind of lie I should tell him, so I told him the truth.

"Tom distracted me" I said while I took a seat. "Tom Holland?" he said while he looked at me. "Of course the holland boy dad, who else?" I spat. "Not in that tone young lady" he spat back angrily before he sat down in his own chair and scoffed before he started to talk about some mob business shit while I held back my tears.

It's not that I hate this life, or the mob, it's just that I would love when someone would give me some love.

---

"Thomas, I already told you that it was a mistake" I yelled at him. "But this mistake could have killed you" he yelled back at me. I looked him deep in the eyes before I quietly said,

"Why do you even care?"

He just stared at me with an open mouth and slightly wide eyes. He looked at me like he just got caught stealing something. "I-I don't care about you or anything, i-i could have been dead too, a-and w-when you would have been i-in trouble, t-then I wouldn't have hesitate to save MY ass"

Slowly, a smile made it's way to my face before I spoke up again,

"You're lying" I whispered.

"I d-don't lie'' he said quietly. "You do, because every time when you lie, you stutter thomas" he slowly approached me. Probably a habit of him. As he stood right infront of me, he looked me right into the eyes. He basically looked me right into the soul before he said,

"I didn't lied and I don't care about you. When you would get killed, then I would stand next to your corpse and would be sad that I didn't killed you" he slowly said.

And as he said that, I just thought one thing,

Don't fucking cry now y/n, you already know that nobody loves you.

I exactly knew that he hates me, just like I hate him, but I would have never said something that cruel to him. But of course I couldn't stop the tears they were threatening to spill. I looked down at my feet before I quickly wiped the tear away.

"Are you cryi-"

"I hate you" I said before he could finish his sentence. The last thing I saw before I stormed out of the big conference room, was a guilty look painted on Tom's face.

---

I sat silently in my bedroom and thought about a few things,

'I can't', 'I can't fucking like him', 'I can't fucking love him', 'It's impossible'. I thought the entire time. We are enemies since the second we saw each other. We hate each other. We have to, we don't have another option. Why am I even thinking about that? He hates me and I should hate him. But I can't. It's not that I adore this man and would do anything for him, I would just sacrifice my life for him-

Fuck.

I'm head over heels for him.

Suddenly someone knocked on my door.

"Come in" I said. Suddenly Tom came in, wearing a tight white button up shirt and dark blue dress pants. He looked so unbelievably hot but at the same time he was my enemy. I thought about his messy hair and rosy cheeks and red lips, they look so fucking soft, I would love to kiss them and touch his body-

"You good y/n?" he asked as he sat down next to me on the bed. And of course he had to spread his legs and fold his hands.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine" I answered quickly. God I'm so done.

"I wanted to apologize for what I said earlier, so… I'm sorry"

Did he just seriously apologized? Wow.

"It's okay, you were right" I said with a tiny but sad laugh. "You were right" he suddenly said. "What do you mean?" I said while I looked at him. Tom got up and stood now infront me.

"I do care about you"

"What?"

"You were right, I lied. I really care about y/n, and I'm sorry that I treated you that way"

"Seriously?" I got up now too and stood right infront of him. He just nodded quickly before he said,

"yes, uhm, that's it, I'm gonna go now, by dollface" he said with a tiny smirk before he left the room.

"fuck off" I laughed while I made my way downstairs.

---

"I hate work" I quietly whispered to myself while I buried my head in my hands desperately. Suddenly the door opened and Tom walked in. "Get out of here" he said without any sign of kindness. "What?" I asked with a laugh. "I think you heard me princess, out. of. here" I stood up from my chair and scoffed before I walked over to him.

"No" I said with a tiny grin.

"No?, darling I'm in charge here, okay?, so you're gonna walk out of this room and let me do my work that I have to do, alright?" he said pretty seriously. I shaked my head with a smile painted on my face. "I don't wanna drag out of the room y/n, c'mon" he said with a hint of anger in his voice but I shaked my head and he scoffed. "Why can't you just listen for once." Out of nowhere he grabbed my throat and pressed me against the wall behind me. "You're gonna listen to me" he whispered before he went on,

"When I tell you to do something, then your gonna do it, don't you?" he asked while he looked at me. That went right to my pussy.

"And what are you gonna do when I don't want to do what you say?" of course y/n y/l/n tried to push his buttons. "Then it's gonna get a big big mess babygirl" he smiled. He fucking smiled.

"A bloody mess?" I asked with a grin. "No, no, not a bloody mess but a wet mess" he whispered.

"fuck you" I whispered. "oh yes, I'm gonna do that" he said before he crashed his lips on mine harshly. He put both of his hands on my cheeks while I opened his button up shirt and pulled it off of his body. Just a few seconds later he pulled my shirt off and threw it to the side. "You're eager, aren't you?" I asked while he put his pants off. God his body is a masterpiece.

"Shut up" he said while I put my pants and bra off. "Make me" I said. He looked me in the eyes with a tiny smirk before he picked me up and laid me down onto the table. He went down on his knees infront of me and pulled my panties down my legs before he started to give tiny kitten licks to my already wet pussy.

"Fuuuuck" I whispered before he started to really eat me out. "Fuck daddy" I cried out. "Say that again" Tom said before he sucked on my clit and flicked his tongue over it afterwards. "Oh my God, please daddy" I cried out even louder. He flicked my clit with the tip of his tongue so fast and good that I came quickly.

"FUCK, your gonna make me cum" I said quietly while I arched my back. But after he made me cum, he didn't stopped. He went on with flicking the tip of his tongue quickly over my sensitive clit. I started to wiggle away from him but he grabbed my legs and put me back in place again. "Shh, just a little bit more" he whispered. Suddenly he spit right on my pussy and collected the spit with two fingers before he shoved his wet fingers into my pussy. "Oh my g-god, please" I stuttered out.

He started to pump his finger faster and faster and after a few seconds he found the spot that made me go crazy. "Ahhh fuck daddy please, please, please" I screamed.

"Come for me doll, come for daddy" he said while he looked me in the eyes. You heard right. He looked me in the eyes while he ate. me. out.

"FUCK" I yelled as I came for the second time on his tongue and fingers. After he cleaned me up, he stood up and looked at me.

"You're gonna be a good girl and take my cock?" he asked. "Yes Daddy" I answered back quietly. "Good girl" he whispered in my ear before he pulled his boxer down and started to enter me. "oh fuck" I quickly cursed before he started to ram into me mercilessly.

"So fucking tight, such a good girl, just for me, right?" I just nodded with my head before my eyes rolled into the back of my head quickly. Suddenly he put his hand on my throat again and lightly choked me. And fuck was that good.

"Feels so good d-daddy" I whispered. He put the thumb of his other hand on my clit and started to rub it quickly.

"OH MY GOD" I cried out really loud. "Take it, take it, take it" tom spat quietly. "I'm gonna cum daddy" I told him. He went even faster, with his cock and his thumb. And then my orgasm washed me while I screamed as loud as I could while tears were running down my cheeks.Tom shut his eyes tightly and let out a tiny 'fuck' after he came. But I couldn't even notice more before I blacked out.

---

I woke up in my bed, but I could remember exactly what happened yesterday in the conference room. The worst thing is, I still like, no, love this man. How? I honestly don't know. He just makes me… weak.

I threw my work clothes on and went downstairs into the conference room to see if my father was there but the only person that was in the room was the one and only Tom of course.

"Oh, hello darling" he said politely.

"Hello?" I said but it kinda sounded more like a question. "Are you okay?" he asked me. I just nodded with my head before I made my way to the door again but Tom's hand on my wrist stopped me immediately. "Can we talk?" he suddenly said pretty shy. I just nodded again while I turned around to face him and leaned back against the door. "What's up" I said. What the fuck y/n?! Why would you say 'what's up'? You exactly know what happened yesterday and you can't change it. Neither of you can. What you two didn't knew is that neither of you too wanted to change it.

"Can we maybe talk about last night?" he suddenly said. "Yeah, yeah of course, what about last night?" I asked quietly. "I-I, fuck, I don't know how to say that-" but before he could finish his sentence, I interrupted him,

"You think it was a mistake and you asked me to forget it and to not mention it ever again because you hate me and that was just a stupid one night stand thing for you" I told him. He just stared at me for multiple seconds before he opened his mouth and spoke up,

"No"

"What do you mean with 'no'?"

"y/n, I know how I treated you and how rude and cruel I am to you, but that what we did last night wasn't a damn one night stand" he said calmly. "What was it then to you?" I asked him.

"What was it to you?" he asked me back. I had to swallow before I answered,

"I don't think that it meant the same to you as it meant to me" I said quietly while I looked at him. He let out a tiny laugh before he said,

"It meant a lot to me" hold on what did he just said?!

"What, s-seriously?" I asked with already glassy eyes. I just dreamed right?

"Y/n, when I told you that I would save my ass and that I would be happy when you would be dead, then I didn't meant that at all. I care about you, a lot actually and I would rather sacrifice my ass to save yours" he said with a tiny laugh.

I slowly approached him and asked,

"You are not lying?"

"I'm not lying"

As soon as he said I leaned forward gave him a tiny peck to test if he really wants that, and yes he does, he leaned forward and kissed me properly on the lips while he put of his hands softly on my waist and I put my hands on his shoulders. He slowly started to walk forward so that i had to walk backwards and backed me up against the wall, at first I thought that we are gonna the same thing like last night but he just put one of his hands on my cheek and looked me deep in the eyes.

"I really like you y/n"

"I really like you too"

He kissed my forehead gently before we went on with our little make out session.

---

"Tom, no!" I yelled at him. "Why not?!" he yelled back loudly. "Because, when my dad is gonna catch us in the conference room then we are both dead and you know that!" I screamed at my boyfriend.

Tom wanted to make out in the conference room, that my father is probably gonna enter soon. "Who gives a fuck about him" he yelled back at me. "Tom, how do you think my dad will look at us when he sees us not sliding each other's throats!, What do you think is he gonna do huh?!"

"But we are together y/n, we are in a relationship and we are fucking adults so we are allowed to do that! We love each other!"

"In this world is no place for love Thomas!"

Silent.

I instantly regret what I said. I looked at him and I could already see tears building up in his eyes.

"So you don't love me?" he asked quietly and unsure. "No! That not what I meant. Tom, it's just that this world wasn't made for love, okay? I know that we love each other, you love me and I love you, so so so much tommy but this world that we are living in is dangerous, okay?" I told him before I slowly approached him. I put my hands in his hands and gave him a small but gentle peck on the cheek.

"I love you" I whispered.

"I l-love you too darling" he said quietly.

"I'm so sorry for what I said, I hope you forgive me" I said while I laid my head on his chest. He is always so warm and caring and gentle with me.

"Yeah baby, I forgive you" he said with a tiny smile on his gorgeous face. "Thank you" I answered before I pecked his nose. "I'm gonna take a shower" I said quietly while I looked him deep in the eyes. "Mind if I join?" he asked with a smirk. "Not at all… " I slowly leaned forward to whisper in his ear and said,

"daddy"

Before I could even blink, he threw me over the shoulder and made his way to the bathroom.

---

"Fuuuuck babygirl, you take me so well" he whispered while I tried to take his entire member in my mouth. And fuck was that hard because he was so big. Suddenly he started to thrust his hips and I gagged loudly. "You can take it kitten, I know you can" he spat quitely. Tears were rolling down my cheeks as I gagged around him, but It was so fucking hot and rough Tom is the best thing you can get. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum" he said while he shut his eyes. After he came, I swallowed everything and then I stood up and we got out of the shower. He grabbed the back of my neck tightly and turned me around. Our noses touched while he looked me deep in the eyes. "You're mine, understand?" I nodded with my head quickly before he spoke up again,

"That was a great shower don't you thing doll" he said with a huge grin on his face after he let my neck go slowly. I just rolled my eyes before I started to dry my body with my towel. But before I could take my brush to brush through my hair and get the knots out, tom took the brush from my hand and started to gently brush my hair while he stood behind me just in a Calvin klein boxer and grey sweatpants. He gently brushed through them while I watched him in the mirror infront of me. "Mhhmm" I moaned with a tiny smile written on my face. "Don't moan or I'm gonna take you right against the counter princess" he slowly whispered into my ear while he still brushed gently through my hair. "sorry… daddy" he just scoffed before he gave me the 'warning gaze'. I started to laugh and he put the brush aside to grab the lotion. "Are you laughing at me?" he asked with 'fake shook' on his face. "Sorry bubu, your just so sweet" I said between laughter. "You're even sweeter my love" he answered as he applied some lotion on my back and slowly rubbed it in. "That feels good baby, thank you" I said. "No, thank you" he told me while he looked in the mirror where our eyes met. "For what?" I asked with a tiny smile. "For being the best girlfriend ever" he whispered before he gave me a small peck on my temple. I smile before I answerd,

"I love you so damn much Tommy" he rubbed his hands slowly over my shoulders before he spoke up,

"I love you too princess" I used to hate this name, but now I love it.

---

I sat in my room, crying silently on my bed all alone. To have a dad that is just focused on the mob and basically didn't gives a single shit about his own daughter Is hard and it fucking hurts. But luckily i got a caring boyfriend that should be here any minute-

"Hey babygirl, what's wrong?" he asked as he came into the bedroom. "Is it your dad again?" he added after a while. I just nodded with my head before I started to let more sob's out. "No, no, no, you know that I don't like it when you cry princess" he said as he sat down next to me and pulled me into his chest. He hold me tightly in his arms before I spoke up,

"I'm s-sorry" he just looked at me before he said,

"For what?" I looked at him briefly before I looked down at my lap again. "For i-interrupting you t-tommy"

"No, no, there's nothing to be sorry about, okay? I love you and I'm gonna be here for you, you understand?" I nodded with my head quickly before I looked him deep in the eyes. Suddenly he pulled me on his lap so that I straddled him and laid both of his hands on my hips. We both looked at each other's lips briefly before I slowly leaned in and captured his soft lips in a gentle kiss. "I" kiss. "love" kiss. "you" kiss. "so" kiss. "much" kiss. I laughed at him before I kissed his forehead gently and said,

"I love you too so much"

"Can we cuddle?" I added. Tom laughed before he answered,

"Of course darling, anything for you"

I laid down while Tom laid behind me and he threw his hand around me and pulled me into him. "Good night Tommy" I whispered. "Good night baby" he whispered back before we both fell into a deep but wonderful sleep.

---

It was the worst day of your life. Tom was kneeling on the ground, I stood behind him and my father stood infront of us with his gun pointed at me while I had my gun against Tom's temple. Yes, you heard right. Tom's fucking temple.

"Kill him y/n, prove your father that you are strong enough to lead the mob, just like me princessa" my father told me while tears started to build up in my eyes. My father found out about Tom's and my relationship. He went crazy, he freaked out and yelled at us and went absolutely mad. I saw a lot sides from my father already, but not this one. And it kinda made me shit my pants. He demanded me to shoot Thomas so I could prove to him that Tom would be a bad influence for me and the mob. The things is that I would rather die that kill my own fucking boyfriend. Only problem, my father doesn't care.

"You k-know that i-i can't father" I whispered while tears were rolling down my cheeks. "Just do it y/n, it's okay, we had a great time didn't we?" Tom slightly laughed but then I could hear him sob. My father just laughed before he spoke up,

"That's no love that you little kids have, that's just some random bullshit, shoot him" he answered with a laugh. Tom swallowed and I couldn't stop the tears. We both couldn't. "I love you princess, so much" Tom whispered quietly. I just shaked my head while I let sob's out and looked at my dad again. "I don't give a-a fuck a-about the m-mob anymore, I love t-Tom and when you c-can't accept t-that then I'm really sorry" I quietly said. My dad laughed before he said,

"Wait, what do you mean with 'then I'm really sorry' y/n?" he asked.

"I love Thomas, and I fucking hate you" I said before I shot my father in his right shoulder. Tom closed his eyes tightly but when I put both of my hands in his cheeks he opened them again. "Are you okay?" Tom asked me quickly. I nodded with my head before I hugged him tightly. "I'm so sorry baby" I shaked my head quickly and answered,

"No, I'm sorry"

"No, you shouldn't be, I'm supposed to protect you, to protect you from situations like that doll, but I didn't and I'm so sorry" he said quietly. "It's okay Tommy, I love you" "I love you too" he said before we shared a loving kiss. After that, Tom and i got up and went to my father who was laying desperately on the ground.

"Fuck you daddy" I told him.

"Why p-princess, w-why" he weakly asked. Before I could response, Tom spoke up,

"By the way, your daughter calls me daddy too" he said with a wink. And those were the last words my father heard. The best last words even in my opinion. I laughed at my boyfriend before he picked me up and ran towards the bedroom.

"What are you doing?" I asked between laughter. "Oh, I'm just gonna make you beg, scream and cry, okay?" he asked. And as soon as I heard these words I was screwed.

"Yes daddy"

"Good girl"

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