#i went to it when i first heard it (didnt realize i was home alone) and i was ok so they should be fine right

[professor-beaker]

(Warning: very long rant about growing up religious and aroace. Might delete this in an hour. Idk)

Dear mom and dad,

Do you remember when i was 14, and had my first kiss? You probably dont- for you, it was just another sunday. He was one of my only church friends, and he pulled me, alone, into one of the music rooms after sacrament meeting. You encouraged me to go with him, because you could read the signs i couldnt. He was very polite, but when we kissed and he grabbed my hand on the way out, it felt more wrong than anything id experienced before. I ran back to you, crying, and you walked me through rejecting him. You basically told me that i was just too young, that it would get better, but it certainly didnt feel that way at the time. Every time youve reminisced on it since, it was only to laugh at my expense. At my naievety.

I tried to take your words to heart. I tried to listen each time our church would preach about how essential families were and each time you told me how happy you two were. It didnt work.

Do you remember when i was 15, and i told you, mom, that adopting sounded way better than having biological kids? You got so offended, and i had no idea why. I still dont. You told me it was a natural part of life, that we were supposed to bring children into this world. I tried to explain my reasoning- why would i want my own children when there are those who are suffering on their own? When the thought of procreation made me sick?- but you dismissed it. It was just another day.

Do you remember the brief period when i was 15, when i dated a girl? I assume you dont, because you never found out. I lived in constant fear, because the comments you would make at the dinner table described lgbtq+ as an affront to God, as unnatural. I had thought that men were the problem, and she was my first real partner. But nothing changed, it still felt wrong, and we fell back into only being friends. I hadnt told you about that until today, because i knew exactly what youd say about it. I knew exactly what youd say about me.

Do you remember the boy i met when i was 16? The one with the curly hair and the kind smile. You were always pushing me toward him, because you saw how he looked at me (i saw, too- and i didnt like it). He took me to homecoming, and prom, and danced too close to me for my liking. You always asked if we were a thing yet- and when i said no, you smiled knowingly. I hated that smile. And you smiled that smile for years.

I reconnected with him when i was home over winter break. We hung out once, i told him my sexuality, and he barely reacted. When you asked how it went, i told you i rejected him romantically, but we were still friends. Do you remember what you said, mom? You said, "so you broke his heart and left." I cried that night.

Do you remember when you found my aroace pins a month ago? Im at college in a different state- a religious college you wanted me to go to- and you still made it your priority to berate me for it. I dont know if you could tell how angry i was over the phone, but when you said "asexual and things are just looking for attention", it broke my heart.

Because i figured it out when i was 17. Because it took me two years to finally accept it in a religion that very strongly emphasized the family unit. Because i finally felt accepted, i felt heard, i wasnt being dismissed at every corner. Because i had something to explain why i was like this.

Because i finally didnt feel broken.

I never doubted that you loved me- not once, ever, in my life. Not until you started degrading me for something i couldnt control. Not until you started pressuring me to date people i would much rather be friends with. If youre not going to love all of me, then do you even love me at all?

I hope you know that i still love you, despite everything. But i hate the way you talk to me now, the way you talk to others about me. And i hope that one day, you, too, will realize that im not broken, or affronting God, or unnatural. I hope you realize that im still your child.

I hope you realize im still human.

[doritochoi]

Office gift | S.M

pairing: song mingi x reader

genre: smut, non-idollau

warnings: pet name , unprotected sex, boss & worker relationship, mingi so fucking hot (ofc he is )

summary: you were late at your work and your sexy boss gives you an unforgettable gift.

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You were always in love with your boss. No one could resist him, he was so charming and handsome that he can make you melt in his touch immediately. Everytime when he calls you to come in his office to help him with work you fix your lipstick or lift your skirt a little for him to have a perfect view ,but sadly he didn't notice or maybe he didn't want to notice. Of course he saw everything you did for him, but he was waiting for the right moment and that moment came faster than you expected.

Being late wasn't a habit for you, but this time you were really late..What could you do? You prayed that something bad wouldn't happen or maybe you thought he wouldn't even notice.

You arrived at the company. When you wanted to open the door, a strong wind appeared, making you think that it's better not to go in and maybe you could message your boss that you don't feel very well but you couldn't do that .All your coworkers saw you that you came so you opened the door and entered. Once you opened the door you already felt his perfume. His smell was everywhere, no wonder why all the girls wanted to talk with him or spend time with him. He was too beautiful. You felt horrible going directly to his office, so you went to your office first to leave your things there then you went to him.You were looking at that door for several minutes. Song Mingi's office. You could smell the perfume again, but this time is was too intense so you realized that he was there.

You knocked on the door and he answered with a simple "yes, you can come in". Even his voice was sweet...Just like him. Once you entered, he was there. His posture wasn't an ordinary one, he was standing with his legs apart as if he was waiting for you to sit there. those big and squishy thighs. You wanted to touch them so badly.

You were staring at him for a while until you heard you name.

"Y/n. You've been staring at me for a while'' ,ofc you were .How can you not? His voice , his lips, his body you were in love with everything.

"O-oh really?"

"You know this is not the time to come to work,right?" ,he got up from the chair and walked towards you while you were walking backwards. He was a few centimeters from your face, he closed the gap between you two and bent his head to get close to your face.

"I don't like your attitude today, darling" he said that with his husky voice. A hand appeared on your waist making you startle a little.

"I should have given you this gift a long time ago, but I couldn't" ,he caressed your waist with his long fingers, grabbing a part of your shirt.

"What gift-"

"You know I noticed everything right? I bet when you're alone at home, you masturbate calling out my name and looking at my photos"

"How did you-"

"If you wanted to fuck me that much you could ask , im free all the time" ,he ripped your skirt reaching the floor, putting his cold hands between your legs feeling the wetness on your panties.

"Oh you are so wet and i didnt even touch you . Come on let me show you my gift . "

He took you in his arms pushing you on the desk tearing your shirt along with your underwear.

" Sir, that was expensive"

"Don't worry, i will buy everything for you"

He started to admire you, looking at every part of your body.He was playing with his fingers on your pussy, then he stuck a finger inside making you scream.

"If you're gonna scream like that, I'm sure everyone on this floor will hear us.

"How i am supposed to be quiet when you're teasing me like that"

"And this is just the beggining love "

That was it, he smashed his lips on yours feeling you want more, so he started to give soft kisses on your neck. You didn't like what he was doing so now you were on top of him, and he was only looking at you and the movements you were making. You kissed his neck, leaving traces of red lipstick, and you unbuttoned his shirt seeing his toned abs. Now you were extremely down . You unbuckled his belt feeling his hard cock there . It was big. Bigger than you could have imagined.

"Do you think i can handle it?" Its so big for me "

" Don't worry i will make sure he will fit you"

After some minutes it was a mess. Clothes were thrown everywhere. The office was filled with your moans and the most important thing , his big dick was in you , moving in and out. The pleasure you had was a very pleasant one.

"You're so tight , kitten " I love you" .Soon you felt him twitch between your tight walls.

“Come on kitten,cum with me.” he said cumming inside you while you also came.

“Oh god that was amazing.” he looked at the mess he did and he was impresed , he liked it so much , he loved your pussy so much.

"I promise next time it will be better in bed "

"So round 2?"

"Ofc lets go to my house" , you giggled and kissed his nose , then got up dressing to go home .

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[anarchyloser]

Haha so my roomate heard it too

Any mutuals into the supernatural, espicially things usually from the Appalachian mountains?

[heartbinn]

Cookies and cream

Hwang Hyunjin birthday special-!

Prompt; Mn got a little too caught up in wanting to celebrate his boyfriend's birthday with just the two of them, he didnt realize everything was gonna go wrong. But would he go back to fix it??

Hyunjin x mreader

It's the day! Finally!! But.. will it go as planned? Mn had pretended to oversleep on purpose. He wanted his boyfriend to be gone by the time he wakes up, and knowing Hyunjin, he wouldn't be woken up either.

So, when Hyunjin had to leave for practice, Mn immidiately was up to the sound of the front door being locked. He got himself ready, washing his face and all that.

Was he looking forward to this day?? Well.. he can't say yes.

But why, he should be happy for his boyfriend. Well, it was Mn who messed up.

He had tried to order a cake about a week before. And.. let's say it didnt go as planned. He was too naive for a moment, not even thinking about the cake. Flavor? Frosting? Fruits? Decoration?

It might have been a little extra, but he immidiately hung up the phone when those questions were asked. Alright, not calling again for sure. He went through other bakeries near. But.. they all had one problem.. too expensive, too short time, having a day off.. and Mn found himself on wednesday, Hyunjin's birthday, without a cake.

Again he was being naive. Baking a cake at home can't be that hard right? Right? Sure, he'll be done in no time!!

Only.. it wasn't easy at all.

Mn put up some decorations, nothing too cheesy, so no 'happy birthday' banner across the living room, but it was still decent.

He put out some candles so by the time Hyunjin arrived, it would smell nice for his taste.

Then.. after everything else. It was time for the cake.

"Alright lets see.. we have.. eggs.. sugar.. milk.. and.. oh whatever, i'll just use whats home" the boy muttered under his nose.

Yeah sure. As if it's that easy.

Let's not forget to mention, an hour of 'the baking ' was passed with him sitting on the counter, looking at cake tutorials and recipes on his phone.

17:54..

And the time just passed. And Jino, so cliché, like in a movie, was covered in flour, a bowl of.. well.. definitely something before him.

He didn't even realize how much he had been in the kitchen, it was only when he heard the sound of keys hitting eachother, and that familiar click of the lock being turned. Oh.

He just froze, pretending he wasn't there. Alright. It's not Hyunjin. Please don't let it be Hyunjin. But of course, who else could it be.

Speaking of, as if on cue, the idol had entered the kitchen, throwing his bag down to the side. As he was about to head to find his boyfriend in the bedroom, he stopped in his tracks.

The only thing he saw, was Mn standing alone in the dimly lit kitchen, covered in.. well.. whatnot..

His lips parted. "Mn..?" He called out for him, not having imagined what Mn could be doing right now.

"Um.." was all could the boy get out. So uh. How do he explain this.

He didn't even have to process when Hyunjin had approached, standing in front of him.

He felt a hand under his chin, tilting it up just slightly, to look into those pretty eyes he fell for. Hyunjin pressed his own finger against his tounge, moving it to wipe powdered sugar off of Mn's nose and cheeks.

He could only blush as if Hyunjin's fingers left a trail of pinkness behind. And soon followed his lips, first on his cheek, then his jawline, then his lips. Soft kisses with Hyunjin always felt like a touch of heaven.

He pulled away and looked at Mn. "Love.. what were you doing." he questioned only to look around. Mn's phone lit up with some tutorial video, looking at the ingredients, he had an assumption "Were you baking a cake.. for uh.. for me?"

Mn could only nod, a little shameful he got caught. "Uhm.. you weren't supposed to be home so soon. Sorry. I uh.. i got into some troubles with ordering one.." He could barely finish the sentence when he felt Hyunjin's plump lips on his again.

"Mhmm.. you know you didn't have to do all that love" he chuckled "The kitchen is a mess" He had of course, meant that just to tease his boyfriend.

"Heyy i tried okay??" He tried to sound firm but couldn't help but laugh too.

"Mhm.. I'll help you okay? We'll make sure it tastes good atleast" He smiled. He couldn't say he was excellent at baking or cooking but he sure had picked up a thing or two from Felix.

Even if they wanted to explain how they did manage to make a cake, none of the two could. The whole time they were more distracted by teasing eachother then baking, yet somehow, they had a very, very small cake on the counter. It looked bad sure, but.. well.. did it taste good?

Jino took a knife, cutting it up in slices. Six at max, as mentioned, it didn't end up big. He put one slice on a porcelain plate, taking a small part of it with a fork and holding it up before Hyunjin "For the Birthday boy..~!"

Hyunjin laughed, he himself beginning to blush a little "Are you sure its safe to eat? You didnt put salt instead of sugar right?" He joked.

"Shut upp just eat it" He held the fork as Hyunjin finally ate the small piece.

he swallowed it, pausing "Yeah next time we should just ask Felix for one. But i guess its edible"

"Hold on" Jino took a bite for himself "uh.. uhh yeah uh.. i guess.. we'll eat it.. somehow.."

Well, it wasn't the best but wasn't the worst either. They put the remaining cake in the fridge and headed to the bedroom.

"Wait" Mn said as Hyunjin sat on the bed. He went and opened the closet, pulling out a small box and sat next to Hyunjin. "Okay so- it's not much but.. i got you a small gift.. it's also a little cheesy but.. cute i guess.."

Now Hyunjin was curious. He took the box and took off the top. Looking inside, there was first a picture of him and Mn together. "Oh- no wait that's.. that's so cute.. you're so pretty.. do you mind if i take this to the studio next time i record a song? To look at you"

Mn blushed. "Yeah of course, i don't mind" he smiled as he saw Hyunjin putting it on the nightstand.

He looked in and took out.. brushes? Paint brushes.. all kinds. "New brushes..? Thank you but.. my old ones are just fine Mn" he hummed

"Look close Jinnie" He said, taking a mental note of Hyunjin's face expression when he noticed the small encravings in them.

'For Mn's lover' 'i love you' 'us' 'kkami's dad' and others. Sure it was cheesy and all but.. kinda cute..

Hyunjin's face lit up and he immidiately hugged Mn, recognizing it as not enough, he gave him a nose kiss. "I love you Mn" was all he muttered, putting the box down, and taking ahold of Mn's waist, pulling him on top of himself in a cuddle type of way.

Mn wanted to laid there peacefully, now on his back, with Hyunjin pressing kisses against him. His face, neck, hands, even his stomach were covered in the ever fading lipstick he had tried on before noon.

Mn loved all the attention but the way his heart fluttered, and stomach tensed each kiss he couldn't be at peace.

"I love you Mn" he said again, now calm, buried in Mn's neck. "Next time tell me before you bake something mh?"

"I love you more jin" he had his fingers tangled in his boyfriend's hair. "No i won't. It was fun" he smirked a little.

"Of course you won't" he rolled his eyes playfully. "I know you" oh yes he did.

The two just laid there silently enjoying eachother. It wasn't too late in the night yet, and they still had to shower. And if Hyunjin gets to decide, after a bath together, they won't be sleeping tonight.

Happy birthday Hyunjin<3

[catdemonb-tch]

Hello. I would like to request some fashionably late valentine's day Hazbin Hotel headcannons. How would the main cast react to their s/o not be home and seemingly forget Valentine's Day only to show up at the last minutes, beaten and bloody, holding the perfect gift? "Heard you liked this?" They'd say with a big doughy smile.

I only chose Charlie and Alastor because these are decently long so if you want another character I will gladly write it for you <3

Charlie:

When she woke up to your side of the bed empty she was surprised, she usually woke up first

She searched high and low for you at the hotel but couldnt find you anywhere

After Angel said you left early that morning she retreated to her office to be alone with her thoughts

A few tears slipped down her face as she tried to act like it were any other day

When she heard the hotel doors slam open she jumped and rushed out to the lobby, seeing you, beaten and bloodied

The cut on your forehead and lip were what stuck out to her, along with the darkening bruise on your cheek

She rushed over to hug you, crying lightly and from over your shoulder, she could see the necklace in your hand

You explained that you had to go to Imp City to get to the jewelry store you robbed it from. For her

She scolded you for stealing it but you knew she loved it

Alastor

Alastor noticed his favorite vintage radio missing almost immediately upon entering his office

He all but tore the wallpaper off looking for it, before doing the same to your guys' bedroom

He began asking the patrons of the hotel if theyve seen it or took it

As he asked around he realized he hasnt seen his darling all day

After that he remembered its Valentine's Day, and then started to discreetly order his shadows around for gifts for you

He almost forgot about the radio until you bursted into the hotel lobby holding it

His face lit up seeing you and the radio until he realized how fucked up you looked

Blood dripped down the side of your head, your nose obviously broken, cheek bruised

His eyes turned to radio dials as he demanded you tell him who did it to you

You tell him how some modern people entered the cannibal colony and started fucking with you after you took his radio to get fixed

It hadnt been working for a few months and he didnt have the time to go himself

As much as he loved the gesture, he still went out to kill before he made you jambalaya for a romantic dinner

[tojisun]

this is a weird vent but what the hell is going on with me today

i woke up and first thing i do is roll out of the bed. like literally face planting the carpet. and ofc i grumbled about and everything but went to shower in relative peace

i get dressed. the pants were in the high shelf. i went on my tippy toes, snagged the pants, then turned only to stub my pinky toe on the slide-door of the closet. i screamed

i went to work. commute was okay, yay. but i went to work and i guess someone used my adjustable stand-up desk because when i slid in using my rolling chair, my knees banged against the edge of the table because it was adjusted too low. its 9 am and im alone so no one heard me yell in pain

that is fine. that is fine because i went to the mall nearby and grab lunch. i sat down, i realized i didnt grab tissues, i stood up but i didnt realize that the back of my shoe was snagged on the bar supporting the legs of the chair so when i stood up, i felt my leg carrying the chair only for it to slip and crash on the crowded food court with a loud bang

i grabbed my sister’s pack of red bull from walmart. they didnt have the case. i grabbed a single can. it slipped from my hand. it exploded on the floor.

i am now at home and i just got my side jabbed by the doorknob.

[aita-blorbos]

aita for maybe kinda sort of causing the apocalypse??

ok so its a really long story but basically this summer i (12f until a couple days ago) and my brother (12m until a couple days ago) went to stay with our grunkle for the summer and it was really fun!! i got to make all kinds of new friends and help my brother hunt monsters and i loved staying there!! but then summer was ending and we had to leave and my friends werent going to be able to go to our birthday party and i also found out high school was maybe going to be really bad?? and then WORST of all my brother wasnt even going to be coming home with me!! he wanted to stay there and take on some apprenticeship with our other grunkle (he was kind of in some weird nightmare dimension for most of the summer?? so we didnt get to meet him through most of it but it turns out he wrote this book my brother really likes) so id have to go home all alone and i basically was going to lose everything

and the problem was that the end of summer also seemed really bad for everyone?? our grunkle was going to get kicked out of the house slash gift shop and the gift shop was gonna close AND my one friend had to go to music camp and it sounded like she really didnt wanna go to music camp and my other friend had to go on some trip with her boyfriend but it also seemed like she didnt wanna do that?? and my brother would probably miss me too if he only got to see me every summer, right?? so obviously we just needed more summer!!

and i didnt really know how to do that but when i heard that my brother wasnt going home with me i ran off into the woods because i needed a moment and i maybe kinda accidentally grabbed his bag instead of mine because they looked similar but i probably could have looked closer or not run off in the first place. and while i was there this guy came up to me and said he could help!! and i thought he was this time traveler guy we met a while ago who kinda wanted us both dead for a while because we maybe sort of ruined his life over some petty argument but its okay because we got him out of time jail AND got his job back AND gave him pretty hair!! so i thought it wasnt that weird that he was offering to help because he doesnt hate us anymore right??

so he asked for this weird nerdy thing and by then i realized i had my brothers bag and my brother loves weird nerdy things so he might have had it! and i didnt know what the weird nerdy thing did but i should have not given it to the guy because it wasnt even mine to begin with and that was stupid but i did give it to him because he promised more summer and more summer would have fixed everyones problems!!

but when i gave it to him he immediately threw it on the ground and smashed it which okay maybe thats just part of the process but he was also laughing really evilly and then also revealed that he was actually this demon guy we knew who was trying to end the world and that the thing i gave him was the thing stopping the world from ending?? and since i gave it to him the apocalypse was my fault right? like it wouldnt have happened if i was just reasonable about the whole thing or if i just didnt give him my brothers weird nerdy thing so the whole things basically my fault

we did stop the whole thing but really by we i mostly mean our grunkles because they tricked the demon guy into going into one of their heads but not the one he wanted to go into and then our other grunkle made our first grunkle forget everything and it was really sad but the apocalypse ended AND we got our grunkle to remember everything so its all okay now!! and our birthday party went well and my friends were able to make it and my brother decided to go back home with me so everything should be fine right??

but i still feel really bad about it because i like. basically caused the apocalypse just to get my own stupid way and i could have not done that and the whole thing is my fault and people could have DIED just because i couldnt accept that people might not want to do everything with me so im ta right???

[peachyblkdemonslayer]

Preacher's daughter!Momoka realizing she's pregnant with Takuya and has to hide it from her family

This couldn't be happening

Momoka thought to herself as she looked down at the test in her hand. It shook so much she thought for a brief foolishness moment that maybe she was just seeing things. But she knew that was far from the truth.

The last few weeks she been feeling queasy and sick for what felt like no reason at all. The low levels of energy, the headaches and just overall feeling hadn't been good. She at first chalked it up to her period maybe coming earlier then she thought.

That was her first mistake.

She kept staring at the pregnancy test as if it would change it's result if she did so if she tired hard enough. It had been a hour since she's been in the bathroom, and if she stayed any longer there would be some concern from her parents.

So after a few deep breathes she left the room and went to the dining room and sat at the table. Her breathes were shallow as she felt chills go up and down her arms.

"Momoka?" She flinched at her name and turned to her mother.

"Um yes?" She asked.

"Everything alright?"

She paused for a moment.

"Yeah everything fine"

"How long have you known?"

The two sat across from each other in a restaurant a bit out of their area. She couldn't imagine the aunts making gossip if they saw her with Mitsuya. She glanced at him across the table the jittery energy that filled her calming a bit.

Mitsuya had just got from a gang meeting not even a few hours ago. He was still in uniform taking a fork full of his food in his mouth as if he didn't eat in forever. She gave a weak chuckle at the smudge of sauce on his cheek.

"It's been a couple of months" she confessed with regret, her shoulders became heavy with an imaginary weight.

Mitsuya pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed out his mouth. Putting the fork down he pushed the plate away from him, folding his hands in front of him and looked her in the eye.

"So...your keeping it?"

Momoka felt sick when he asked that which she didn't know why it made her feel that way. Maybe it was that his face was so stoic and neutral, or that his body was still and it felt like he was breathing. She didn't know for sure.

"Yes I am"

Mitsuya mouth twitched but he did nothing else but that, "OK so if that's the case what did you parents say?"

She looked away from him and looked outside the window not answering. Mitsuya eyes widened and mouth went a bit agape when it clicked.

"Momo-"

"I know ok I know its just that...I don't know how they would handle it" she snapped her tone biting.

"You can't keep this from then forever and you know it" he insisted. He grabbed her hand and rubbed his thumb across the back of it.

"I'll be here for you I promise"

She was surprised she got away for as long as she did. It helped that she didn't get sickness of any kind and she didnt go to any of the doctors close by. But it had to come to an end one day.

She was at Mitsuya house, she spent the night to have a day away from her parents. She and her dad got in a argument about her grades slipping. When she blew a fuse and told him to leave her alone it just went from 1 to 100 from there. She grabbed some clothes and prenatal medicine before she left the house.

Looking around she saw that Mitsuya wasn't there anymore, he probably took his sisters to school and went to work. She stretched and did her hygiene routine before she thought about what she would do for the rest of her day.

When she got done eating breakfast a knock was heard on the door. She stopped and stared at it before deciding to answer.

"Hello are-" the person paused on shock when they saw her. Momoka heart felt like it stopped when she saw her mother.

"Momoka h-how when did...how far along are you?" Her voice shook in worry as she looked at her daugther belly.

"Almost 8 months" she whispered.

"You need to come home now" her mother demanded.

"But mama-"

"NO! You come home now! Get your shit and come one now no questions" she exclamied and turned making her way to the car.

Momoka felt a wave of saddened come over her as she grabbed her stuff and texted Mitsuya she was going home. The shame hit harder on the silent ride home.

The last months of her pregnancy were as awkward as she thought it would be. Her dad hated seeing Mitsuya face whenever she visited, but he took it like a champ.

When she went into labor it was just her and her dad making their way to the hospital. Groaning in pain and breathing hard she held his hand tight as tears went down her eyes.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry" she whimpered.

"Hey come on baby girl it's OK I shouldn't have acted like that. It's all going to be OK the baby is going to be here and we'll figure it out"

A few hours later, Takuya came into the world screaming her lungs out and waving her hands in the air. Her little head filled with little curls of lilac hair and chubby cheeks that she would kiss to high heaven. She didn't think it would happen like this, but maybe it wasn't the end of the world like she thought.

[system-of-a-feather]

You know what, I was ranting about shit to a certain Chinese friend of ours and I'm directly gonna say it, its absolutely fucked up now that I'm actually thinking about it that @/sophieinwonderland accused me of being pro-CCP and pushing CCP propaganda

Like a while ago when I found out about it, it was so wild it was funny, haha chinese people this that assuming we are all CCP haha classic racist fucking bullshit

But its only when I started explaining the history of attrocities and shit situations my family's home country INDONESIA was put through did I realize just how especially fucked it was.

Cause back in the whole cold war shit Indonesia has a supposedly pretty good guy as the founding President and what with the whole anti-communist vs communist push, and HONESTLY at this point I don't even know if they were thinking of discussing allying with the CCP because of all the fucking American propaganda

But seeing as Indonesia was communist in ideology, America literally fucking assisted in staging a coup that pushed both anti-communist rhetoric AND SPECIFICALLY anti-chinese rhetoric that resulted in the fucking bloody massacre of Chinese citizens in Indonesia. Literally people who were BORN and RAISED in Indonesia that had Chinese blood and were just as indoneisan as everyone else born and raised there were literally hunted and killed for being fucking Chinese because America both supported and helped push the rhetoric that Chinese = Communist = Bad = Murder them

And so Im fucking sitting here, with my parents having LITERALLY BEEN CHASED OUT OF INDONESIA FOR BEING CHINESE AND ACCUSED OF BEING EVIL COMMUNISTS BECAUSE THEY WERE LITERALLY BEING CHASED IN THE STREETS, having this white fucking bitch from America saying that I am ACTUALLY a secret CCP fucking agent trying to push fucking CCP propaganda

I'm sorry, I'm not.

My dad also was not

Unfortunately fucking Americans pushed that anyone who is Chinese is automatically CCP and that literally resulted in the death of A LOT of people like my dad who BTW has a lot of trauma for completely unknown reasons

Anyways I'm fucking pissed off. And ya know what, if I didnt have the fucking bitch blocked and probably wasn't also blocked by her, I would just @ her directly cause fuck you and the literal rhetoric that lead to fucking massacres of a "third world country" that literally jsut wanted to be left alone

And FYI; the coup resulted in the placement of a heavily corrupt western-ideology leader which directly increased the sheer amount of corruption in Indonesia but ok.

Like theres a whole fucking book on it that I haven't read cause it pisses me off but my sister read it and was like "lol yeah the US admitted to it" and its literally called the Jakarta Method

I probably missed some details and got it wrong cause shocker, I'm talking from my culture's lived experience and passed down fucking cultural trauma but whatever.

It's really fucked up.

Don't quote me on this cause I probably again, got details wrong, but that fucking rhetoric undeniably - by americas own admission - resulted in the death of many Indonesians on the premise of Those Evil Chinese Communists. I'm hesitant to post this cause again, I am speaking from released American documents and my family's personal reports and peer's reports so there might be errors, but ya know what, white americans?

Fuck off. Even if I got the details wrong in some places, it doesn't fucking matter because dear white americans, you still killed millions of people in indonesia in your crusade against communism so please miss me with accusing me - a first generation child from an Immigrant from Indonesia - an Evil Communist.

The sentiment in Indonesia still persists, enough so that when I met someone who was from China (who had a relative who was born and raised in indonesia) heard I was Indonesian-Chinese widened his eyes and went "ohhhhh" and commented that his relative doesn't go home to Indonesia anymore because its fucking dangerous.

Its fucking stupid.

[avylana]

Is it really possible?

Summary: you have been hurt by love multiple times, that you don't know what love is anymore but a fairytale from a book, until one day..

You have been a hopeless romantic, always chasing the thrill of love. But as the years went by, you began to feel like you were stuck in a never-ending cycle of disappointment and hearyaches. Every relationship you had ended in pain, leaving you feeling like love was just a cruel joke.

You started to lose faith in the idea of love. Then began to see it as a myth, a fairy tale that only existed in mpvies and books. You felt like you were alone for love, and that no one understood your pain.

As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks turned into months, you started to feel like you were drowning in a sea of despair. You couldnt bear the thought of getting hurt again, so you put up walls around myself, making it impossible for anyone to get close to you.

But deep down, you knew that wasn't the answer. You needed to find a way to heal, to learn and understand love again. The problem was, you didn't know how. Because of the pain you have managed to keep with you all over these yesrs.

One day, as you were sitting at home, feeling like the loneliest person in the whole entire world, there was a knock at the door. It was a man named Henry, who had recently moved into the apartment complex next door. He had heard about my recent breakup and had come to check on you.

At first, you were hesitant to open the door. You didnt want anyone to see you at your worst, but something about his kind eyes and gentle smile made you feel like he might be different from the others. So, you took a deep breath and opened the door.

He was warm and genuine, with a quick wit and a charming sense of humor. He listened to you as poured out your heart, sharing your deepest fears and insecurities with him. And for the first time in a long time, you felt like someone truly understood you.

As you talked with him, you started to realize that maybe he wasn't just an ordinary guy. He had this way of making you feel seen and heard, like he was really listening to you for the first time in your life. And slowly but surely, your walls started to come down.

You and him started going on dates, and with each passing day, you felt myself falling more and more for Henry. He was patient with you, understanding when you needed space or when you just wanted to talk about your feelings. And for the first time in a long time, you felt like you were falling in love with someone who truly got you.

As you were stars gazing one day, watching the stars to admire them, he took your hand and looked into your eyes. "I know you've been hurt before," he said softly. "But I promise you that I'll never hurt you like they did. You deserve all the love in the world, and I want to be the one to give it to you."

"I love you."

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you realized that maybe, just maybe, Henry was the answer to your prayers. Maybe he was the one who could help you heal and learn to love again.

As you and him shared your first kiss under the stars, you felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders. For the first time in years, you felt like love was possible again.

And as you sat there with him, wrapped in each other's arms, you knew that he was more than just a guy who came into you life – he was the one who changed everything. He showed you that love wasn't just a myth or a fairy tale – it was real, and it was worth fighting for.

From that day on, you and Henry were inseparable. You laughed together, cried together, and explored the world together. And as you looked back on your journey, he knew that he had found something truly special – something that would last a lifetime.

He changed everything because he showed you that love wasn't just about finding someone who loved you – it was about finding someone who truly understood you.

[floridensis]

i found this creature running around all alone in my yard calling for help with no sign of other ducks anywhere. i caught it, put it in a box, and drove around looking for its family

i eventually found a mommy duck with one baby, when she heard the peeps from the box she came running. so i gave her the baby. unfortunately she was not actually its mom (i noticed then that her baby was slightly larger) and while her duckling excitedly embraced its new sibling, after her reaction to the duckling distress calls wore off, she started pecking the new duckling and driving it away

i realized this baby wasnt safe, either that duck was really going to hurt it badly eventually or it was just going to wander on its own looking for its family. i needed to catch it again but unfortunately they were on the other side of a fence to an apartment complex that keeps getting expanded to stop fence climbers. i took off my shoes, put them, my phone, and my keys at the base of the fence accessible from either side, put the cardboard box on the huge pikes on top of the fence, and slowly climbed around the side jutting about 3 feet over the disgusting sludgy canal. i knocked into invasive apple snail egg clusters and dried assorted canal gunk hanging from the bars and got tangled in fishing line i was previously unaware of but i made it. i recaptured the baby, which started making distress calls again. the mom, again, reacted to the calls first by flying at me and then desperately looking for the source of the calls in the wrong direction.

i realized it was impossible to get back around the fence while carrying my precious cargo. it didnt fit between the bars. i had to call my mom and ask her to meet me so i could pass the box over the top to her. she did and i climbed around the fence again. i think it might not be strong enough to hold someone much heavier than me and i suspect if i did this enough it might give out on me, too. whatever, i made it, theres broken snail eggs on my feet, i take the duck back to my car and drive around more. i saw one male and nothing else.

it got to the point where i figured the baby was going to have to stay the night because i was having no luck and as it gets later the ducks will all be settling in to sleep so i wont find any more. around 11 i took my dog on a walk and found two adult female ducks, with babies! i dragged my dog home and came back with the baby. both adult ducks hissed at me, then i released the baby again. it was a perfect match! no pecking, the baby immediately joined with the others. it was close to where i initially found it, so im certain this was the babys family! the adults threatened me again. i went home and walked my dog again. when i passed by them later, i noticed some of the babies were under one duck, and some the other. im not sure if this is a mother and adult daughter or a lesbian duck pair, but its definitely two coparenting females which is interesting

[eashmo]

7 minutes in hell, or is it heaven? Part 12

-There are Stranger Things out there-

Warnings: abuse and angst.

a/n: if ya’ll could'nt tell the time line is totally fuck up from how the show is. also this chapter gave me trouble i didnt want to write it.

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*Billy pov *

 I was relaxing on my bed  flipping through a new rolling stones magazine when I heard my fathers angry voice ringing through the quiet house.

“William! Get your ass down here, right now!” I shivered at my father’s voice, speedily jumping up from my bed, and quickly went downstairs. “You needed me, sir?”

Neil walked over to susannand whispered in her ear. She looked at Billy like she wanted to say something to him but shook her head and left. She always wanted to say something. She just never did.

 “Where the fuck is maxine?” Neil snaps. 

“I don’t know, sir. She is probably at the movies or arcade” 

“You let her go alone?”

“She's old enough to take care of herself.”

“You know what I’m done playing these games. I’m done with your fucking additude”. He slaps me across the face. 

“What did we talk about?”

“Respect and responsibility.” 

“Fucking find your sister!’ instead of staring at yourself in the fucking mirror faggot and get her home immedially” he spats while dragging me out of the house throwing me on the ground next to my car.

I headed to Sinclair's house first, but mrs. Sinclair said that the kids were probably at the wheeler's house.

I rang the doorbell to the wheeler's house, but there was no answer, so i tried again. The door opened to a woman wearing just a robe, her hair slightly wet. She must have gotten out of the shower or something. 

“Oh Hi”  I smiled at her.

“Hi” she softly says. She stared at me in awe, this is going to be fun, i thought. Using my charm to get information faster. 

“I, uh, didn't realize Nancy had a sister. She chuckles lightly. 

 “What's so funny?”

“I'm Nancy's mother.” she laughs. 

Chuckling in disbelief  “Mrs. wheeler”

“Um, I'm sorry, and you are you?” she stammers.

“Billy, Billy hargrove.” I said as I took her hand delicly.

“You must be here for Nancy.”

“Nancy? No, no. Not my type. uh…. “ I noticed she had a glimmer of hope behind her eyes. Sorry, mrs. wheeler im taken. I smile to myself. “No, actually, I am looking for my little sister Max. goes by maxine. She's been missing all day, and, uh, to be honest with you, I've been worried sick, you know, so….”  Not going to lie to myself. i was actually starting to get a little worried about Max. 

“Oh”

“I thought she was at Lucas", but Mrs. Sinclair said your house is the designated hangout, so, you know…"I leaned on the door frame, smirking slightly “here i am.” 

“Come on in, i give you the byer's address.'' She says, opening the door more for me to follow her inside.

“Their driveway is pretty dark this time of night. So drive slowly.” She handed me a piece of paper.

“Always” I smiled at her.

“And when you see Mike tell him to come home already, okay?”

“You’re a real lifesaver, you know that?” I said as I took a bite of a cookie she offered. 

“Anytime.”

“I’ll see you later.” walking out the room i can feel her eyes on me. Chucking, y/n is going to kill me if she finds out I let mrs. wheeler eye fucked me but i needed the inforation for my sake. 

*small time skip*

I pulled up to the byers' house. I see Harrington standing at the front door. “Am I dreaming, or is that you, Harrington?”

“Yeah, it's me. Dont cream your pants.”

“What are you doing here, amigo?”

“I could ask you the same thing, amigo, y/n isn't here, by the way.”

“I'm not looking for her, I'm looking for my stepsister. A little birdie told me she was here.”

“Huh, that's weird. I don't know her.”

“Small, redhead, bit of a bitch.” 

“Doesn't ring a bell. Sorry, buddy.”

Sighing “you know, i don't know, this whole situation, Harrington, i don’t know. It's giving me the heebie-jeebies.”

“Oh, yeah? Why is that?”

“My 13 year old sister goes missing all day. And then I found her with you in a stranger's house. And you lie to me about it.”

He chuckles. “Man, were you dropped too much as a child, or what? I don't know what you don't understand about what I just said. She's not here.”

“Then who is that?” I pointed my cigarette at the window behind him. He turned, and we saw the kids duck. 

“Oh,shit. Listen….” he started to say before I pushed him to the ground. I leaned over “I'm going to let this slide because you're your y/n friend.” marching to the door, I swung it open to see the kids all staring at me. I saw how close Lucas was next to Max, and that made me furious.

“Well, well, well. Lucas Sinclair. What a surprise.” I say as I walk towards him. Looking over to Max “I thought I told you to stay away from him, max.”

“Billy, go away” she says.

“You disobeyed me. And you know what happens when you disobey me. I break things.” I pushed Lucas against a corner shelf roughly. 

“Billy!, stop!.” she screams. 

“Get off of me.” Lucas says as he struggles under my grip.

“Since Maxine won't listen to me, maybe you will. You stay away from her, you hear me?” I growled.

“I said," Get off me! "” he knees me in the balls, i quickly let go.

“You're so dead, Sinlcair!” 

“No. You are.” Steve turns me away from Lucas and punches me in the jaw. I started to laugh. "LOOKS LIKE THERE'S STILL SOME FIRE IN YOU AFTER ALL! I'VE BEEN WAITING TO MEET THIS KING STEVE EVERYONE HAS BEEN TELLING ME SO MUCH ABOUT!"

“Get out.” was all he said, pushing me back. I threw a punch, but he dodged it, he manages to land a punch on my jaw again.

The kids start yelling “kick his ass, steve!

“Get him!

“Murder the son of a bitch!”

I hit him with a plate and got the upper hand, and continued to land punches on his jaw. “Now one tells me what to do!” I yelled. Steve is a bloody mess on the floor.

“Billy? Kids? What the fuck is going on?” I froze when I heard the y/n voice. “Shit im in trouble” I thought, Steve realized that I stopped and he pushes me into the fridge, a demented dog looking thing fell out onto my lap.

“What the fuck is that?!” i say.

*y/n pov*

I pulled up to the byers house, and I noticed Billy's car  was here, “weird why is he here” I said to myself as i got out of mine. I could hear screaming and yelling coming from the house. I ran to the door thinking we were under attack by demodogs again. I had my nail bat ready and slammed the door open, expecting creatures  but what I found was  my boyfriend beating the ever living shit out of my best friend. 

“Billy? Kids” what the fuck is going on?” I yelled. I noticed Billy froze to my voice and suddenly he was on the floor with a dead demodog on his lap.

“What the fuck is that?!” was all he said. 

“Fuck dustin, why did you have to put in the the fridge.” i say. Great, now I'm going to have to explain everything to Billy, who is probably going to think his girlfriend has gone crazy.

“This is a ground- breaking scientific discovery. We can't just bury it like some common mammal, okay? It's not a dog.” he says as he picks it up from Billy's lap, who was still in shock. 

“Billy?” i say. He doesn't look at me. 

“Baby?” he finally looks at me. “ I'm going to explain everything, so please listen closely…. Okay?” he shook his head, yes. Taking a deep breath.

“The year before you got here, something strange happened to Hawkins. It all started when Will byers went missing, and a girl named Eleven suddenly showed up. El made cross-dimensional psychic contact with the hive mind and opened the "Mothergate" at Hawkins Lab. Somehow, the Mothergate’s creation also caused the Upside Down to transform from its original state and become a perfect copy of the human world, during that time a Demogorgons came through terrorizing both Will in the upside down and our town.” i looked at him carefully. He just sat quietly listening to me. I continued.

“Do you remember when I said i had a brother?” I asked.

“Yes,” he says softly.

“Mikey died at middle school trying to protect the kids from a demogorgon. While I was upside down helping Joyce and Hopper find Will. We managed to get Will back. But he didn't come back nearly like his old self. Recently, he's been having visions about a creature we are calling a mind-flayer, which now has made Will a host. The thing that fell on you was a demodog, a smaller version of a demogorgon. I know all this sounds crazy and I understand if you think I'm crazy but this is what's happening in the hell hole of a town. I wanted to tell you for so long, but I did it to protect you from this, and the government made us promise not to tell anyone." I breathed. 

“You're right. This is crazy and you are crazy, but…. Strangely, I believe you.”  he says, taking my hands. 

“Max, how long have you known?” he asks her.

“Since last year.” she says

“Jesus” he sighs in disbelief. 

"Guys, i have located where hopper dug the entrance to the tunnel," i say to Steve and the kids. as they geared up to help with the mission.

"Baby, i know you're trying to process everything, but we may or may not have to go in an alien vine tunnel thing right now to help save the world."

"oh fucking fantastic" he says as runs after me and the group.

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Masterlist

2023

[lilaxhazbinhotel]

Authors note: Hello this is my first fanfic and I hope you enjoy! Please be nice im not the greatest writer but I wanted to try something new.

Characters:

*my oc Lila a seraphim angel that is Lucifer's yiunger sister with large white wings, long white hair, pale skin and bright blue eyes.

*Adam from hazbin hotel but before he got gifted Eve.

Content warnings: none

"In the beginning" (Adam x Oc) *Part I*

In the beginning Adam and Lilith were created but when Lilith fell with Lucifer to hell Adam was left alone. It would take awhile before heaven could gift him a new wife so they began the process of creating Eve. In the meantime he was alone, bored with his life until one day.

Adam was laying under a tree in the garden when he heard singing? But there was no one else around. He was curious and decided to follow the singing and it led him to a hotspring deep in the garden he had never been to. He looked around and saw something, a women swimming in the water, she went under the water and stood up flipping her hair back getting the water off, her large wings shook a bit of the water off and walked out of the water behind a tree.

Adam was very intrigued by the beauty of the girl and watched from afar admiring her features, her pale skin, her bright blue eyes, her long white hair, and her large wings. He was entranced and didn't know what this feeling was. When the girl walked back out from behind the tree she wore a white dress that was sleeveless and open on the sides, she began to walk and hum through the forest and Adam followed her.

As the girl walked humming and swaying, she tied her hair up in a high ponytail and walked on, she walked for a bit before entering a large open field covered in red poppys and white butterflies, she smiled and danced in the large field with the butterflies, Adam watched from the treeline and felt himself smile at her dancing, who was this girl? Where did she come from?, were questions he was curious about but ignored as he watched her.

The girl had a butterfly land on her hand and she was looking towards the treeline, Adam hadn't realized he was visible and the girl got startled and fell backwards down a hill. Panicked, Adam rushed out from the tree line to make sure she was ok. He got to the edge of the hill and saw her at the bottom brushing herself off. "A-Are you ok?", Adam asked nervous. "I'm alright I didn't see you there hehe", *The girl said with a bright smile and small chuckle before she flew up the flew and landed infront of Adam.

Adam felt his face get hot by the sudden closeness of the girl, what was this feeling? He didn't know what to say next and just stared down at her, she was smaller than him and she looked up at him. "Are you ok?", the girl asked. "Huh, oh yeah! I'm fine hehe all good here", Adam said seeming to snap out of his trance. The girl chuckled at his nervousness. "My name is Lila I'm one of the Seraphim from Heaven", the girl said putting her hand out for him to shake it. Adam shook the girls hand and spoke. "I'm Adam the first man", he said.

"Well it's nice to meet you Adam", Lila said with a big smile looking up at him. Hearing her say his name he felt his heart beat faster than ever before. "I-its nice to meet you too Lila", Adam said hesitantly. "Do you want to watch the clouds with me?", Lila asked as she sat on the ground in the meadow. "Sure", Adam said slowly sitting next to her. Lila laid back and looked up at the sky watching the clouds, Adam laid next to her and then two of them talked and laughed for hours, Adam finally didnt feel alone anynore he adored Lila almost immediately. The sun soon went down.

"Well time for me to go home", Lila said standing up with a stretch before looking back at Adam. "Wait am I going to see you again?", Adam said worried. "Of course you will tell you what I'll come back and hangout with you everyday sound good?", Lial said looking up at him. Adam felt himself smile with glee when she said she would come back everyday. "Yeah that sounds great! I'll see you tomorrow then", Adam said excitedly. Lila smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow Adam", she said waving as she flew up to Heaven.

Our the next few months Lila would fly down to visit Adam everyday and spend the whole day with him. The two had grown quite close to eachother becoming bestfriends. Adam was happy he wasn't alone anymore.

One day Adam was chasing Lila through the woods in a game they created. Lila jumped through the brush nearby and Adam followed but on the other side he was back in the meadow of red poppys he looked around not seeing Lila. "Alright come on out Lila this is fair to hide", Adam said looking around the meadow. Adam looked around calling out for her but started to panick not being able to find her. "Lila?! Lila where are you?! Come on this isn't funny anymore!", Adam yelled looking around, did she really just disappear like that. Adam was breathing heavily looking frantically for her when suddenly she jumped out of a bush tackling him laughing. "Boo!", Lila said with a giggle on top of him. Adam looked at her for a minute before retaliating and picking her up and spinning her laughing, she squealed and laughed as he spun her around in his arms. "Adam put me down!", she laughed as he threw her over his shoulder and walked back into the woods carrying her over his shoulder. "Nope", Adam said with a chuckle as he carried her.

He carried her into the hotspring and then dropped her in the water, Adam laughed and Lila sat up splashing him with water, he looked stunned for a minute but then they both laughed and got into a water fight splashing eachother back and forth. Lila tripped Adam and he fell on top of her. They both were laughing in the shallow water of the hotspring, Adam hovered over her and looked at her both of their laughter died down as they stared at eachother. Adam gently brushed a piece of hair out of her face then placed his hand on her cheek caressing it with his thumb. They had never been this close like this and they couldn't break away from the others gaze. Adam leaned forward and Lila could feel his breath on her lips, then his lips pressed against hers. He was kissing her, she closed her eyes and kissed him back, this kiss was gentle and passionate. His lips were so soft and gentle against hers. When they broke away they looked at eachother, Lila was blushing like crazy.

"I-im sorry I don't know what came over me! I- I'm so sorry!", Adam said panicked and embarrassed by his actions. Lila put her hand on his cheek and he froze looking at her again, she leaned forwarded and kissed him again. Adam instantly kissed her back and pulled her onto his lap kissing her holding her hips. Lila ran her fingers through his hair as they continued to kiss when they broke away again they were breathing heavily. "Adam I love you", Lila said softly. Adam looked at her shocked then smiled. "I love you too Lila", Adam said lovingly. The two smiled and hugged eachother. This was the first time Adam really felt love like this.

As their relationship flourished they would do small dates and just enjoy eachothers company. One night Adam and Lila were cuddling in the meadow of poppys looking at the stars in the sky. "Hey Lila?", Adam said. "Yes Adam?", Lila responded. "Can you promise me something?", Adam asked. "Of course what is it?", Lila asked. "Promise me you'll never leave me like Lilith", Adam said. Lila rolled on her side and looked at him and put her hand on his cheek and he looked at her. "I swear on my life I will never leave you Adam I love you with my whole being", Lila said then she gave him a gentle kiss on the head. Adam smiled and kissed her gebtly before he cuddled into her and the two fell asleep happy. But their happiness wouldn't last forever.

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

[brok3n-gl4ss]

[ writing piece , ‘Death Of a Duo’ ]

Two weeks.

that’s how long it’s been sense that aweful day.

jelo and me have been dating for a year now.

we met at summer camp, 2009. we kept talking over the summer, and eventually we decided to go to camp another year. 

we were only 15. i was only fifteen, he was supposed to turn 15 this fall.

but instead, i found him dead in his bathroom, on a cold winter night.

it started when he started to get more cold. distant. i thought i was the problem, and i was worried for him. nothing had happened, and he got like this sometimes— i don’t know if it was the weather, or maybe just how the winds changed on cold days like such.��

i tried to ask him if he was okay, or what was wrong. i was worried. he’d been threw a lot, we all had been, that’s why we were here.

but he promised me he was okay.

he promised me.

and i take those seriously.

one night, i didn’t see him around the fire. he had started eating less, which happens, and though i tried to get him to eat i couldn’t force it. i assumed he was skipping dinner. 

i went to go find him, but was interupted by my cabin-mates.

i hate them for that.

it’s not their fault, but i could of saved him. or maybe he was already dead by this point in our story.

he had skipped dinner before, though, but he always came back to walk me home, though.

when he didnt, i started to panic. 

i went home and cleaned my room, just to see if he fell asleep.

nothing.

finally, i caved in. i started asking around— we weren’t allowed to have phones at night. nobody had saw him sense this morning, and the general comment was saying he seemed… happier today.

i remember that scaring me.

i went to his cabin, finally.

fuck, i should of just gone there first. i could of saved him.

i walked in. jonathan—his roommate— was out with with their boyfriend, wilbur.

so Jelo would of been alone.

i looked around.

i looked around more.

he wasn’t there.

i knocked on every closed door, opened every closet. he was clumsy. he might of fell asleep somewhere, or gotten hurt.

but what i found behind a door i wasn’t ready to open was so much worse.

finally, something new. a locked door.

it smelled a little, i remember. i’d give anything to go back and smell that, one last time. one last time to smell him.

i kicked the door.

i screamed.

“JELO? JELO. YOUR SCARING ME, NOW.”

i was already near tears, it was late, i could see other lights coming on around the campground.

finally i hear a click, something breaks. i push the door open, it’s heavy.

when i open it, the smell gets worse, but i don’t see anything yet.

then i do.

red.

so much red.

so much.

pooling.

it’s coming out from somewhere, there’s a source. i walk in, slowly, trying not to gag from what i now realize was the smell of a death i wasn’t ready for.

i turn to look behind the door— the only place in this cabin my eyes hadn’t yet searched, the only place that made sense.

the moment i realized this, i already regretted it, and the moment it clicked was the same moment i saw it.

Jelo Moon.

dead.

on his bathroom floor.

i see the knife just barely lodged into his chest, falling out, making a bigger hole then needed.

i see his lifeless face, his eyes rolled back in a way i never could of imagined.

my breath stops. i let go of the door, my knees hit the ground loudly, i start shaking.

i miss him already and i hadn’t even processed that he was dead.

this was two weeks ago.

sense then, i’ve been seeing ghosts.

a ghost.

his ghost.

every morning, i wake up, and i don’t have a face to say good morning too.

sadie’s started making me breakfast, but i won’t ever eat it.

i’m to tired to.

every night, i swear, i see his face. i cant close my eyes without seeing it, the way his eyes rolled back was so unfamiliar, so cold, so dead.

every time i blink, or try to think about anything but him, he haunts me like as if it was daring to think of anybody but him.

i miss him.

of course i do.

i’ve heard people say ‘everything’ reminds them of someone they lost— but really, everything reminds me of him.

the boats we met in, the bracelets we made, the bed we slept in, his friends, his clothes— his smell lingers around my cabin on nights i can’t sleep.

recently, it’s gotten worse, i can hear his voice. anytime i do anything, he’s commenting, he’s watching.

should i really eat that? would jelo like this meal?

i repeat steps until i get it just right, just how he would of wanted it.

everything has to be perfect.

i think i’m going mad.

sadie tells me she’s getting worried.

jonathan’s come back, he’s given me some of jelo’s stuff, he thinks it will help me grieve.

i am not grieving.

what if their to grieve over?

i’m sure, eventually, this. nightmare. will end, and i’ll wake back up to him purring on my chest, his tail wrapped around my leg, and his forever sweet smell be the only thing i can focus on.

i have his books. all his clothes. wilbur gave me his pillows, and i switched them out for mine. they no longer smell of him, but i think if i hold onto them long enough he’ll come back— he loved these pillows. 

i have his diary,

and i’ve read every page as many times as i can. i know exactly how he writes his C’s, and i know exactly how he dots his I’s, and i know exactly how he curves his Y’s or G’s. 

i know every detail.

i look at photos of him as often as possible, i don’t want to forget his face. i never want to see anything else. i want to be surrounded by him, i want him.

sadie tells me i should see the councilor. i tried to. i couldn’t focus— all i could think of was jelo. he used to see the councilor, he had a special chair because the others bothered him when he sat.

i cant eat. everything is something jelo would of eaten, and i miss him, or somehting he wouldn’t of— i would of made him lunch.

i still do, of course. he’s not gone. i put them on the counter.

…though they never move.

i’ve seen sadie pick them up, but i always stop her.

the house has started to smell, sadie can’t stand it, we can’t have people over.

jonathan has started bringing me hot drinks, and hanging out with me on lonely nights.

but i just sit in bed and listen to jelo’s old records, while looking at his photos.

his precious face, his lovely freckles, his nice spots.

i love all of it.

i cant wait to see him tomorrow.

i’m upset. i havnt seen jelo in days. i don’t know what i saw. he cant be dead, right? he promised me he was okay.

i keep seeing his face. or memories of us, flash by my eyes.

i cant sleep at night.

sadie has gotten restless, she tries to stay by my side— she says she’s worried i’ll hurt myself. that’s stupid. she’s stupid.

and that’s mean, and i feel bad.

i keep hearing these small voices. i swear i see jelo walk by, and i csnt stand hearing people talking about him. they don’t know him like i do. he’s beautiful, where is he, though?

sadie tells me she can’t live like this anymore. 

today, i had bracelet club. i smashed the beads. i felt so angry that them. i miss having to hide what i was working on because it was always for him.

most nights, i stay up, silent. sadie tries to talk to me, but she stays on her top bunk now. jonathan has stopped visiting.

sometimes, i see wilbur, and i mistake him for jelo. it makes me mad. i want to bash his skull in, why can’t he just be jelo? i miss jelo.

he promised me he was okay. he fucking promised. he lied to me, and now he’s only there when i close my eyes.

wilbur tells me my violence towords him worries him, and i’ve tried making deals with him, telling him he should leave me alone about it. or maybe find jelo— their both ghosts, surely they have a connection.

though i too am a ghost.

i wish i was more then that, and i’d be willing to bargain the lots to be more then that.

i want to be dead. i’d trade my life to be with him again.

i told him until death do us part.

and i meant it.

sadie’s trying to get me to eat still, and all i’ll have is small bites with water. i was given jelo’s phone. he’s deleted everything— there’s no notes. the last diary entry was dated the day he died, simply, goodbye.

the entries before that are a series of depressing admissions.

i would trade so much to be that book, i wish he had told me these things.

recently, i was allowed to go into town. they told me i could walk about, as i’ve been “feeling down”, and they thought a walk would be good for me.

 sadie didn’t want me to go alone, but i did.

i purchased a knife, like the one jelo stabbed himself with. wilbur found a knife under his pillow , which was stained with blood, and based on his diary im guessing he hurt himself with it.

i’ve asked wilbur for it, and promised many trades, but he refuses. i hate it.

i cant do this anymore. things have gotten bad.

those voices keep getting louder and louder.

jonathan tells me i’m going through grief, and that this is the depression stage. he tells me it should be done soon, and i’ll accept it all, but i don’t believe him. he tells me the rest of the phases lasted me weeks, and this is week two of being like this.

i purchased bullets.

for safety, i already had a gun, because it made jelo nervous to sleep in a room without protection. i wanted to keep him safe. i should of been there with him that night, why did it get so bad?

i never wanted this.

everyone seems to be much better, did they move on? what’s wrong with them.

i hate all of them. it’s just me and jelo again.

i havnt spoken in days. everytime i open my mouth i’m scared to say something i don’t mean to, all i can hear is that voice in my head, and it’s so loud.

i won’t get out of bed, but i won’t lay down. i just sit there. jelo’s photos are curled around me, the house stinks worse, i think all the food i made him is rotting.

sadie’s smell isn’t the best so she is still here. jonathan can’t walk into the house without gagging, and i’ve gotten used to the smell. i won’t let sadie throw the food away, or clean, and the councilers are threatening to kick us out.

the night is cold. i’m miserable, the photos curl around me, and it’s just me and sadie.

jelo isn’t here anymore on evenings like this. 

the window is open, and im finally thinking straight.

but there’s only one thought.

i move for the first time in days, and it’s to grab something.

i don’t look at sadie, but she looks at me. she watches me grab a small box. she watches me grab another. she watches me go back to my bed, which has grown disgusting, i think the walls are molding, and i fear my last photos of jelo’s face have become distorted, and i don’t remember his features anymore.

what color were his eyes? what was his favorite color? how did he say my name?

what was the last thing he said to me?

i sit back down. i open the boxes. i load the gun with the bullets i had just grabbed with it.

“sadie.”

my voice is hoarse, my throat hurts, it feels weird to speak. my accent is thick, the world is as heavy as my eyes.

she sounds like she’s smiling, no idea what i’m about to do.

“yea?”

she sounds excited. and so do i.

“sadie, do you know what death feels like?”

my voice becomes muffled in the last few words, as i gently rest the gun in my mouth.

i feel the air go cold, i see the bed shift as she tenses.

i cock the gun.

she doesn’t pause another second before asking me the last words i’ll hear,

“charlie, what was that?”

i pull the trigger quickly before she can stop me, and i watch everything go dark, i feel my hands drop as everything stops, and the last thing i ever hear is her loud gasp, and her getting up to get down to my bed.

the throat tears, a bullet goes through it, it hits the wall and breaks a small hole before i die off and it hits the ground. the light goes out.

sadie comes down to stop charlie, unsure if what she heard was really a gunshot. she watches the blood drip from his mouth, his mouth distorted, his throat torn apart, the gun falling slowly.

she can see what damage it has done, she can see the hole in the wall. a small group of concerned people run in, seeing nothing but sadie standing in front of what might be the most traumatizing thing those campers will ever see. 

Charlie Baxter is dead, and he is finally free of what he felt to be the worst feeling in the world.

[jenxsaiv]

[One shot] drunk talk - JJ Maybank

PAIRING: jj Maybank x fem!reader

SUMMARY: you are helping your ex best friend and enemy, JJ when he is drunk

WARNINGS: alcohol, language, family issues

A/N: so this is a typical enemies to friends (and lovers in the future) romantic trope. I hope you guys will enjoy it. Also english is not my first language so im sorry for my mistakes.

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The beach at 1 am was different. There was so quiet. The only thing what you could hear was the ocean. You loved sitting at the beach at night. It was a perfect time for thinking about everything what happened.

You were a kook. And yeah everybody thought you had an easy life. But it wasn't true. Your parents had money only because they were hard working. They spend the whole day in theirs work. After came back they pretend to care about you. Your parents literally thought only about money. They tried to have a control under you. But you were smart. You realized it before. For your whole life you were alone. You didn't have a lot of friends. Your parents doesn't support you at all.

So you spend every single summer day alone. Sometimes you went to other city, sometimes you were surfering and sometimes you just stayed in your room. But it doesn't matter. You did it all alone. You had a brother but he studied in Chicago. Well your brother was also not very nice. He screamed at you a lot. Actually there was a few times when he hurted you.

At last no one knew about it. You always kept it to yourself. You family was kinda popular in your city. Everybody thought you were perfect family.

Spending nights at the beach was something which helped you a lot. Looking at the moon while listening to the ocean was like therapy for you. No one knew about it.

You sat on the sand. Even it was 2 am, the weather was nice. Fresh air was something what you needed. After more then 1 hours you decided to go home. Everything was normal until you saw someone laying on the beach. That person was definitely a boy around your age. You came closer to him. His blond hair were covered his eyes but you knew him.

It was a JJ Maybank. The most adventurous pogue which you knew. Your enemy. When you were kids you were friends. But then he realized you were a kook and he was a pogue. And the sick rule here didn't allow him to being friends with you. So he decided to stopped talking to you. But you were 7 and didn't get it at all. Sometimes when he saw you at the beach he just stared at you till you saw him. He never told you he missed you. Instead of this he was mean to you. So you decided to ignore him.

But in that moment he was sleeping. He definitely was drunk because he smelt like whiskey. You touched him arm to woke up him but it doesn't work.

"JJ you dumbass wake up" you said but he didnt heard it. Well the only idea which you had was hit your enemy He was strong so it wasn't gonna hurt him. So as you thought, you did it. It worked because he opened eyes

"JJ are you stupid or what? " You asked him. He was suprised to see you but smiled.

"Y/n what are you doing here? I thought you don't like me anymore" He answered to your question without actually answering.

"Yeah I don't like you because you acted like totally jerk but right know you are laying on the beach at 2am being drunk as fuck" You said it to him. He had s problem with alcohol and you knew it. Everybody here knew it. But he wasn't your friend anymore so you couldn't do anything with it. Everytime when you saw him with his friends getting high and drunk you were sorry. He was special. You were kids but even that you knew his second face. The true face. You helped him to hide from his dad. He slept in your house without permission so many times.

"Its nice to see you again y/n" He whispered to you. After it he standed up and was trying to go somewhere but it doesn't work because he was already high.

"And where are you going?" You asked him while looking at him. He was funny. He had problem with catching the balance. He didn't answer you because he almost fell on you. And at the end you had to kept him.

"Is your dad at home? " You again asked him. You knew how his dad treated him. You never like it. He was just a piece of shit.

"No" he laughed. It was a good news for you. JJ was so drunk and he needed sleep. If his dad was in home it could end bad. Thank god Maybank lived closed to the beach and you were in his house faster then you thought.

You put JJ on his bed and went for some water. His house doesn't change a lot. You knew where was a kitchen. You actually knew his house well.

"So here you have a water. I'm going to my house right now and you must go to sleep." You told him. It was the first time since almost 10 year when you talked with him. It was felt different. He changed a lot. He grown up.

"Y/n i didn't meant it." He whispered to you.

"What are you talking about?" You asked. You weren't sure if he was serious or its just s drunk talk

"I didn't want to left you. I thought we were be still friends. I still like you pretty girl" He looked at your eyes. He was sorry. You didn't expected to hear something like that today.

"It hurts so much. Yeah I have friends right now but when I see you, all the memories come back. I think almost every day how much different it would be looks like if we will be still friends." Yeah he told it. He told everything what you had in your mind. It was kinda nice to heard that your ex best friend misses you.

"JJ you ruined us"

"Y/n I know. I hate it. I really didn't what to do it. I want to be with you again. You are a kook and I am a pogue but I don't care about it" He sound honest. That was a shook for you. You never expected to heard things like that from him.

"You are drunk right know. If you will remember these things tomorrow, I think we should talk about it but as sobers." You told him and left his house. Todays night was the most crazy night ever. You didn't know what you should do.

[captains-simp]

can you do a fic where reader unintentionally breaks one of the rules by accident so she has to be punished but the punishment is being ignored by BOTH wanda AND nat and reader is uncomfortable with being ignored because it makes her feel invisible and like she's a ghost so like this is what happens, reader breaks a rule in front of wanda and nat but reader doesn't realize she broke a rule but wanda and nat punish reader without telling reader first, and they punish her by not acknowledging her presence and stuff then reader just breaks and starts crying and stuff, she's really upset until nat and wanda cave in and see what's wrong with reader because they didnt know that reader didnt realize she broke a rule and her punishment was being ignored by them

also nat is dom, wanda is switch (like wanda is sub to nat but dom to reader) and reader is sub also nat, wanda and reader are in a poly dom/sub relationship and dating

Oh my god is this ✨smut with a developed storyline✨?

Wanda Maximoff & Natasha Romanoff ~ 3rd Wheel

Warnings: debatable toxic traits, feelings of abandonment and unlove, fingering, praise, oral and hints of overstimulation

2.4k words

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Buy me a coffee ☕

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You giggled as Sam made stupid sound effects every time he paused in telling his story. You were pretty sure the story wasn’t true but hearing him tell it was entertaining enough. He put his hand on your forearm as he laughed at his own comeback to some apparently ‘very real’ character in the story and you couldn’t help but laugh along with him. That was until your other arm was grabbed and pulled you to your feet. 

“It’s late, we should go.” Natasha said curtly. You nodded and said goodbye to Sam with a tight hug and followed after the Russian as Wanda joined her at her side. 

“How did your meeting go?” You teased the redheads. Officially, what you had just attended was a party. Unofficially, it was a chance for Natasha and Wanda to gather more intel for a future mission that they had been working on for months. Tony, to no one’s surprise, was more than happy to help by hosting the party and it was just like any other to everyone else. You had missed your girlfriend’s company at first, but had eventually started socializing with the others and the night had flown by. 

When you were met with silence you assumed you didn’t hear either of their responses over the music so you sped up your steps slightly to stick close by. Once you got to the car you knew they were in a bad mood. It was one thing when one of them was mad but both of them was a whole other storm. Not that it was always bad. Sometimes they would take that anger out on you in the bedroom and you had secretly been dying to be fucked like that for a while. 

You tried to make conversation a few times, telling the pair about Sam’s story and how it was probably about as real as fairies but they still didn’t respond. Of course, you had no idea that these things were just making them madder and that Wanda and Natasha were communicating silently most of the time, discussing the meeting as they ignored you. You gave up eventually and gazed out the window as you fiddled with the fabric of your dress. 

Once you were home things only seemed to get worse. “I made dinner before we left.” You said as you looked under the grill to find that the three served plates were still fine and put them on the counter. You had cooked before getting ready because you knew your girlfriends were busy and were going to be hungry when they got home. You glanced at the two women to see Natasha undoing her girlfriend’s zipper and placing a soft kiss between her shoulder blades. You smiled at the tender site. 

“Hey, where’s my kiss?” You teased as Natasha started towards the bedroom but shouldered right past you. You looked to Wanda but she didn’t spare you a glance either as she strolled through the apartment to your shared bedroom. You watched them go with a dry mouth and dragged yourself to the bathroom where you struggled to undo the zipper of your dress before finally succeeding after five minutes of struggling and sore arms. One of the redheads usually did it for you before you could even think to ask.  

You stepped into the shower and tried to focus on the feeling of the hot water running down your body, hoping it would distract you from the dull ache near your heart. It didn’t work. You wondered if you had done anything to annoy them at the party but could think of nothing. With a disgruntled sigh, you turned off the water and stepped out of the safety of the shower. You quickly dried off and tiptoed to your now-empty bedroom to change into your pajamas. 

When you went back into the kitchen you found only one of the plates was left. You glanced over at the living area to see Wanda and Natasha curled up together on the couch under a blanket as they watched TV and ate the food you made. They could have at least warmed mine up. You grumbled to yourself as you put it in the microwave and made yourself a drink. You trudged over to the couch but Wanda extended her legs to cover the free space just as you were about to sit down. You looked up at them both but their eyes were still glued to the TV. 

You sat down tentatively on the armchair closest to the couch and started taking small bites of your food. You weren’t paying attention to the screen at all. Instead, your eyes kept flickering to the two redheads curled up on the couch together. They looked so warm and tender laying together. You wished so desperately you could be with them, but instead you just felt like an outsider. That had always been a big insecurity for you. Wanda and Natasha were both Avengers and you were just a normal citizen. You often wondered if you ever felt like a burden, the weak part of their relationship. You could never understand their lives the way they could, you could only watch. Usually, you would voice your concerns and insecurities to them and they would assure you to no end that they loved you more than anything. However speaking had gotten you nowhere that night, so you kept it to yourself. 

You sat in the living room for hours. You wanted to go to bed so badly. You were utterly exhausted and your eyes were starting to hurt from the lights in the room you wanted to be shielded from. But you were determined not to go until the other two did. You wanted to be curled up between them both like you always were. You wanted to feel safe and secure and most of all loved. 

Finally, Natasha turned off the television and stretched out like a cat on the couch before standing and making her way to the bedroom, leading Wanda by the hand. You put your uneaten plate of food on the side to deal with the next day, too tired to even think about it at that moment. The pair instantly dropped down into bed and Natasha held Wanda tightly as she rested her head on the Russian’s chest. You gazed down at them longingly but forced yourself into bed besides them. You reached out your hand to tug weakly on their shirts, desperate for any kind of acknowledgement but received none. You withdrew your hand and held it up to your chest as you watched the pair. How long had they been craving time to themselves? 

You slowly got out from under the covers and left the room without feeling their usual fond gazes on your back. You lingered in the hallway before glancing back and saw Natasha tracing circles on Wanda’s back. You gulped back tears and made your way to the spare bedroom where you slept alone for the first time in months. 

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You didn’t get up until lunch the next day. You didn’t feel like doing anything, especially not facing your girlfriend. You wanted to stay out of their way to give them the alone time they so clearly needed.

When you had finally dragged yourself out of bed and into the hallway you froze. Wanda’s moans could be heard clearly from your bedroom followed by sharp cries of Natasha’s name. You stood rooted to the spot as the pain in your chest grew worse. Since they had so keenly invited you into their relationship. The pair had never once done anything sexual without you. At first you had been flattered and insisted that you were okay if they wanted to do things by themselves every once in a while but eventually you had grown used to how things were. You had grown used to being included in everything. 

Numbly, you made yourself a hot chocolate in hopes of it raising your spirits. Not long after you had finished, your girlfriends came wandering into the kitchen with a new glow. 

“Do you want a drink?” You piped up, you could at least be helpful. Wanda grabbed something from the fridge as Natasha took out a glass from the cupboard and spun around to kiss her girlfriend on the lips with a soft giggle. Wanda smiled against her and hummed when Natasha’s tongue teased the Sokovian’s lower lip. 

“I love you.” Natasha hummed and Wanda smiled with a blush as she said the words back. 

“I- I love you too.” You added and took a desperate step towards them both, holding out your hands to them but they separated and started to stroll back into the living room. You watched on as tears sprung to your eyes. They didn’t say it back. They always said it back. “Please.” You whispered though you may have well have been talking to a wall. You whimpered quietly and weakly made your way to the guest room where you closed the door and fell down onto the bed, not being able to stop the tears streaming down your face. You curled up on yourself and hugged your duvet as close to your body as possible, needing something to cling onto like a lifeline. 

You didn’t hear the door open through your muffled weeping. You did feel the gentle pair of hands on your waist and the dip in the bed either side of you. Your head shot up and you looked between the pair in panic, fearing they were going to tell you to go elsewhere for the day or even forever. Wanda shushed you softly and held your dampened cheeks in her hands. 

“It’s okay, honey.” Wanda cooed and you whimpered as you tried to enjoy what you assumed was the last time she would hold you. “We’re not going anywhere and neither are you.” You peered at her cautiously and then Natasha who nodded gently. 

“We’re sorry, baby. Sam was getting a little too handsy last night and you didn’t seem to notice.” Natasha explained carefully. You remembered the brief moment he had touched your waist and frowned at the memory. 

“And you know letting people touch what isn’t theirs is breaking a rule.” You nodded slowly as Wanda added on.

“So your punishment was being ignored by us so you could learn but we took it too far.” Natasha admitted.

“And we never told you what was happening. We’re so sorry we made you feel this way, sweetie. We love you so much.” Wanda said as she kissed you softly on the lips as Natasha lay down behind you and wrapped her arms protectively around your waist. 

“So so much.” She added. 

“Promise?” You asked and Wanda lay down to join you and wipe your tears away. 

“Always.” 

“Let us show you.” Natasha whispered against your neck and you nodded as she rolled you gently onto your back and began planting soft kisses along your neck, occasionally lingering on patches of skin to suck dark bruises into them. Wanda titled your head towards you and kissed you slowly, cherishing the taste of you and wanting to reclaim all that she could. 

Natasha’s hands started to wander down your stomach and landed at the hem of your sweatpants that she easily surpassed along with your panties. You gasped when you felt her fingers run along your folds and up to your clit. You bucked your hips and moaned against Wanda when she applied some pressure, all while the Sokovian started to retrace her girlfriend’s steps by running her hands across your breasts. Her thumbs brushed against your hardened nipples and she hummed against you. 

Natasha finally pushed two fingers past your folds and relished in the slick that coated them instantly. She curled them gently inside you and withdrew to start about making a consistent pace that had you melting beneath them both. 

“That’s it, sweetie.” Wanda assured in the most loving tone you had ever heard from her. 

“Taking me so well. Our best girl.” Natasha hummed and withdrew her fingers. You whined softly but shushed when Natasha brought her fingers up to Wanda’s lips and slid them inside. The Sokovian hummed in delight around Natasha’s fingers, eagerly licking her slender digits before retreating to start down your body, determined to gain an unfiltered taste. 

Wanda pulled your sweatpants and panties off completely and kissed up your thighs softly, taking her time in treasuring you just as Natasha had done with your neck. She gleamed at the sight before her and didn’t hesitate to lick a long strip between your folds. You mewled in Natasha’s hold as Wanda moaned against you. “Always so sweet.” She dipped her tongue inside of you and you clenched around her muscle with a gasp.

“That’s it, you’re doing so good for us.” Natasha praised softly as she started to rub your clit with her free hand. You bucked against both their movements, feeling beautifully overwhelmed by it all. Wanda’s tongue flicked inside you and you moaned loudly into the air, tempting Natasha to quieten you with a kiss while your other girlfriend continued to work between your legs that were beginning to shake. 

“Please.” You whined as you felt your high approaching. The pair smiled at one another as they continued to please you. 

“I can feel you clenching my tongue.” Wanda mused.

“Go ahead and cum for us, baby.” You did as you were told without a second’s delay. You moaned loudly into the air as you shuddered against the bed and came undone on Wanda’s tongue. The pair helped you ride out your high and into another orgasm relentlessly. They didn’t let up, making you cum again and once more, leaving you feeling utterly exhausted and overworked. 

“That’s it, darling. You did so good for us.” Wanda praised as she fell down besides you and they both held you protectively. 

“We love you.” Natasha muttered softly and you smiled.

“I love you both too.” You hummed, enjoying the warmth of your girlfriends’ comfort.

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