#i'm running out of asks i'm scared don't leave me to make my own choices

[its-all-papaya]

oh!! i LOVE the fostering puppies idea! (and how could i forget about THE bed sharing snippet you wrote, like?? hello??) since you said we could send more - 🖤 darks and i don't know if it counts as angsty but maybe comforting the other after a nightmare? proud of you, keep going with the chores!!

sheets are out of the dryer, whites are in the dryer, and first load of darks is in the washer. that is pROGRESS. (there is definitely another full load of darks left though my washing machine is small)

↠ please make me do my chores

i saw lando norris with a puppy and said "how can i make this about oscar?" fr. idk if that one's going anywhere, but it takes sooooooo little to get me to open up a word doc these days, who's to say.

LISTEN. perhaps the real angst is the hurt/comfort we pretended was angst along the way. and i LOVE a nightmare trope (it also pairs deliciously with only-one-bed, conveniently). i feel like it would have to be lando, mainly bc i can't stop fking torturing that man, but like. one of those nightmares that's not even so scary as it is like... disorienting? makes you feel Wrong inside? like you can't sleep again bc you don't want that squirmy icky feeling back? and sleepy warm oscar just wrapping bby up in his arms all nice and soft and real, you know how it is. if it's not getting-together-only-one-bed, it's gotta be established relationship so he can kiss lando's forehead one thousand million times and say "i love you" over and over so even if lando can't fall back asleep, he's at least got that as his freshest memory instead of whatever happened In His Head.

okay, sick, let's keep going!! thank you for these!!

[gguk-n]

Safe Haven (Carlos Sainz x Reader)

Thank you for the 200 followers. I'm having a lot of fun writing. Hope you guys enjoy this celebration post!!

Summary- Meeting Carlos was the best thing to happen to you.

{Reader's POV}

Ever since Carlos and I had gone public with our relationship; all the people I had avoided informing of our relationship had found out from the news. It was hard to miss when the world like to talk about who the girl was hanging on to one of the hottest F1 driver was.

The one person I had avoided telling about my relationship with Carlos the most was my own mother. Our relationship was always a tough one; she never could accept my choices or decisions. I've lost a lot of partners because of her. Either she would convince me or them that we weren't meant to be; and the next day I was crying on the bathroom floor.

I met Carlos after a particularly bad break up where the guy cheated on me because my mother said I was cheating on him and he should get me back. I really loved him but I felt like the stars had aligned when I met Carlos at the Real Madrid match I was dragged to by my roommate who was tired of watching me mope. The match wasn't very memorable but the guy I was sat next to was. I didn't know he was some formula one driver; all I knew was he was some hot Spanish guy who's voice made a shiver run down my spine. We exchanged numbers at the end of the night and stayed in touch for a while before we could meet up for a date. The date was beautiful and magical just like the fairytales.

We'd been dating for almost 2 years when I finally agreed to go to one of his races. I had moved out from the town that held me back and far far away from my mother. I felt like I was invincible at this point. I guess I forgot what she was capable of. The moment my face was plastered all over the news, my phone wouldn't stop ringing. I was scared. Carlos didn't know the extent of my hurt and why I avoided my mother.

Until a few days after the race, Carlos was out cycling with his friends and I was busy making cookies when I heard the door ring. Thinking it was Carlos, I opened the door; only to be met with the one person I was trying to run away from. "What are you doing here?" I asked, a tremble in my voice. "I heard you got yourself a rich and famous boyfriend. Won't you introduce me to him?" she asked while trying to look behind me. I tried to close the door but she was strong and walked right in. "Can't believe you actually found someone, gullible enough" she sneered taking the whole house in. My hands were shaking and there was a lump in my throat. "The house is big and looks expensive. You must be giving him a good reason to keep you around." she jeered. "Can you leave?" I asked, unsure of anything. "I could but then I wouldn't get to meet this boyfriend of yours, now would I" she replied taking a seat on the couch.

"Why are you here?" I asked, finally finding some strength. "Isn't it obvious? You got rich and famous and forgot your poor old mother who raised you?" she said solemnly. If I didn't know better, I would've been fooled. She leaned back on the sofa, "Come sit darling. It's your house after all" she said, patting the space next to her. I quietly took my place on the sofa next to hers. "I'm hurt. I see you after years and this is the kind of welcome I get" she sighed. "What do you want, now?" I asked more boldly. "I don't get what he sees in you" she started avoiding my question. "You're not pretty or petite like those models, or have money or fame that you can offer. Must be the sex. Am I right?" she asked. I was disgusted at what she said. "Good thing you learned how to please a man. The previous one had to find solace in another woman's arms because of you" she tsked. "He wouldn't have, if you hadn't lied" I spat. "I was only looking out for him" she smiled. "Carlos won't want you around once I'm done talking" she smirked. "He's different, he loves me." I cried out. "Oh dear, all men are the same. They'll leave for a better thing any day." she replied.

As if on queue, I heard the door open and Carlos called out, "Carino, I'm back and I have your favourite cheesecake from that shop you love." I sat there with bated breath. The moment he came in view, I quickly strode towards him. He had placed the cake in the kitchen and wrapped his arms around me, giving me a quick peck. I turned towards my mother and introduced him to her. "Babe, this is my mother. Mom, this is my boyfriend, Carlos." I said. Carlos sensed my unease with my posture to the way I was shaking slightly. He placed a hand on the small of my back and raised his hand to shake my mother's. "Nice to meet. Mrs Y/L/N. I've heard so much about you" he said. "Sadly, I haven't. You'd think that after you grow, birth and raise a child they'd care about you at least. But she left me to rot" she fake cried; the crocodile tears ready to fall. My heart was beating out of my chest. I felt weak and a part of me was scared that what if he listened to my mother and then what. "Mom, you should go, we have somewhere to be." I said, standing my ground. "What a shame? I was hoping to have lunch with you. Carlos, sweetheart, if she ever troubles you; give her a good beating, she's quite docile. I've let her loose and look at the trouble she is causing us both." she said, shaking her head. I felt like throwing up. Carlos was shocked, "Why would I hit her?" he asked. "It's ok darling, all righteous men hit their wives to keep them in line. I mean if you'll make this whore your wife that is" she snickered. "Y/N isn't a whore and I do plan on making her my wife" he replied disgusted at what my mother said.

"I would like it if you would stop disrespecting my girlfriend and leave right now." he asked politely. "Where would the fun be, if I left?" she asked. "Please leave before I call the police" he said sternly. I was shaking violently at this point, all those memories, resurfacing. Thankfully Carlos was able to get her to leave. When he came back after locking the door, I crashed in his arms. "Are you ok, hermosa?" he whispered. I started to cry, "Please don't leave me. I don't know what I'll do without you. I love you so much" I cried out in one breath, holding his shirt tightly. "I will never leave you, hermosa" he replied now carrying me to the sofa. We sat down in each others embrace while I cried my heart out. His shirt wet from all the sweat and my tears.

After I had calmed down, "I didn't know it was this bad" he whispered. "She's the reason my last boyfriend cheated on me" I mumbled. "Well, he was stupid. Good he left. That way I found you." he said while smiling. I finally smiled at him for the first time since my mother came. "Don't listen to anything she says. She doesn't know me, she doesn't know us. I love you so much and I would never let anything happen to you" he comforted. I gave him a hug, burying my face in his neck. He placed me on the sofa before getting up to go to our room. I thought he was going to get changed but instead he came back with something in his hand. "I had elaborate plans that my sisters were helping me in. But this is a better time then any." He said, while getting on one knee. My hands were on my mouth. "I love you since the day I first saw you at the Real Madrid match. I'm so happy that we were sat next to each other. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you do me the honour by marrying me?" he stated. "Yes" I croaked out, giving him my left hand. He got up and kissed me. "I'll make sure no one can hurt you ever again. Not even your mother" he said giving me a kiss again. I smiled into the kiss wrapping my arms around him, knowing I was finally safe. "My sisters are gonna kill me, I asked them to plan such an elaborate proposal" he laughed. "I think they'll understand" I said, smiling at him. "Yeah, they love you more than they love me anyways" he chuckled. I was happy I thought while looking at the ring on my finger.

[daceydeath]

Screeching Tires and Blood Stains

Pairing: Mafia Jongho x Reader Word Count: 3k Genre: Mafia Romance Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Swearing, Violence, Blood, Dangerous Driving, Explicit Activities, Drinking

Coming face to face with the realities of Jongho's criminal life had not been how you expected your night out together to go.

"Where is Jongho?" you begged, gripping the seatbelt so tightly that your knuckles were beginning to turn white.

"He'll be fine" Yunho stressed his eyes firmly on the road "you will be too I'll get you back safely".

"I'm not scared for me Yunho" you whimpered, not being able to focus on anything outside of the car, the scenery passing too fast for you to focus on. Jongho had ordered Yunho to get you in another car and get you back to a safe house as fast as possible. You hadn't even had a second to ask what was happening or even kiss him goodbye. Now you weren't sure if you were ever going to see your fiance again. The last sound you had heard other than the screeching tires as Yunho floored the engine was the sound of a scream which made your blood run cold.

You had known the life he led was dangerous, you had cleaned blood from his clothes more times than you could count and changed dressings on wounds at least once a month, but this was the first time you had actually come face to face with the danger he surrounded himself with everyday. Yunho often acted as your bodyguard. He was a gentle giant when it came to you and his loyalty to Jongho was unwavering so naturally Jongho trusted him to protect what he deemed most precious to him, you.

"I know, Jongho is going to be fine, he's a tough fucker" Yunho smiled wryly finally slowing the car now that he deemed it safe. "It's always a bigger deal if you are with us when something happens".

You hummed in understanding but the fear was still firmly entrenched in your chest like a lump of ice freezing you from the inside. The scenery was still passing your window in a blur, Yunho's foot still firmly on the accelerator not taking any chance that someone would follow you back to Jongho's apartment. The tire screech that followed you into the undercover parking garage was almost deafening no doubt leaving rubber in a thick layer on the smooth concrete as he finally hit the brakes before lifting you from the car and running into the waiting elevator only placing you on your own two feet when it started it's climb to the penthouse floor. He led you into the hallway nodding silently to the two men who guarded the entrance to the actual apartment, the message you didn't know officially but you had an inkling just watching the two men tense and take a more aggressive stance.

"I'll get you something to drink" Yunho smiled tightly, sitting you on the sofa and moving towards the drinks cart to grab you your standard tipple of choice.

"You're making me drinks? How bad is tonight going to be?" You sighed bitterly, your heart in your throat, looking into Yunho's eyes hoping he could see that you were demanding the truth from him.

"It could be really bad" he frowned, sitting down opposite you, pulling his hand gun from its holster and laying it on the coffee table "Jongho didn't see this coming tonight, I don't know what will happen". His candor was unusual. Normally he would soften news for you to prevent you panicking.

"You should be out there with him Yunho" you urged chewing your lip nervously "I'll be fine here, there's guys out the front and Jongho taught me to shoot" you looked at him knowing that if you could get him to go back your man was more likely to come home to you.

"He ordered me to stay with you so I will" he reminded you kindly before moving to take your hand  in his. "If this goes to shit you will be looked after. I gave Jongho my word and he's given clear instructions".

"What the fuck does that mean?" You refuted angrily pulling your hand away from his as you heard loud yelling from the hallway outside. Whipping your head towards the sound with wide eyes, before a heartbeat later you found yourself pressed face first into the plush carpet Yunho pressed against your back, his long arm extended pointing his gun towards the sound. The front door burst open revealing Mingi and San, two of Jongho's enforcers, dragging a blood soaked Jongho into the apartment swearing loudly and still shouting at someone behind them.

"Fuck Yunho" San shouted as he spotted Yunho's gun trained on them “we don't need anyone else getting trigger happy tonight”.

"What happened?" Yunho grunted standing quickly, pulling you up with him, and moving to help haul Jongho's pained form onto the dining table making him breath heavily and grunt in protest.

“Were you followed Yunho? Did they see where you brought her?” Jongho growled looking at his friend.

“I got her away clean, man, you know I will keep her safe for you” Yunho replied solemnly.

"We were double crossed" Mingi spat through his clenched teeth, helping to get Jongho's shirt off of him while you stood motionless in shock beside the couch. "One of the soldiers was a plant".

"Was? I'm taking you fixed that problem?" Yunho smirked, helping to hold Jongho still while Mingi got his shirt and tie off the blood still flowing from his arm now running into the floor beneath the table staining the carpet bright vermillion. The front door once again opened as a man you know only as Doc rushed in followed by another man carrying a large medical crate.

"Is it a through and through?" Lee barked, opening one of Jongho's eyes wide to check his pupils, then felt for the pulse in his neck.

"Yeah doc, he's lost a lot of blood but he's still breathing" San replied swiftly, tying a tourniquet around Jongho's upper arm to stem the bleeding once more.

"Right get a needle in him and get some blood started" he ordered as the nameless man did as he was told.

"Will he be alright?" You finally managed to ask your voice faltering. Jongho hissed as the first needle entered the vein in his opposite arm and doc began probing the open wound in his upper arm.

"Of course" San reassured you "Doc will get him sorted out then if needed we will get him to a hospital but it's just a bullet wound" his smile was tight but he was trying his hardest to sound calm and in control. Jongho met your eyes for the first time since he had just about thrown you at Yunho screaming at him to get you out of there.

"San has got a few scratches on him. How about you help clean those up and get some clean clothes for me?" Jongho urged nodding at San and Mingi who nodded back in an unspoken agreement.

"Sure" you stuttered, walking towards the bedroom to get some clothes for at least Jongho and San. "I can do that".

San followed you, grabbing the clothes you offered him and heading into the bathroom to clean himself up, while you sat on the bed opening the first aid kit that you kept in the bedroom. San returned a few minutes later wearing sweatpants and no shirt, the small wound on his arm obvious but insignificant. 

"Sit San" you tried your hardest to not let the shake in your voice obvious, following your wishes he did, letting you tend to the small graze that he didn't even seem to have noticed before Jongho had sent him with you.

"You're doing great" he murmured, pulling on a T-shirt and placing his hand on top of your head. "I'll swap with Mingi and you can look after anything that's on him". San picked up the clothes for your boyfriend and left to fetch Mingi.

Being left alone you took the chance to quickly change your own clothes, dropping the brand new dress you had worn onto the pile of clothes San had left on the bathroom floor. You would have to make sure they were incinerated later but for now you would wait for Mingi to change to another set of sweats and shirt sitting beside you on the bed.

"Ready for me?" Mingi asked softly trying to not startle you as he stepped into the room.

"Go clean up and I'll clean up anything you have that needs tending" you nodded letting him step into the bathroom with the clothes you had given him. You couldn't stop thinking about the sight of Jongho lying covered in blood on the table, how murderous he had looked being dragged by his friends into the apartment and what Yunho had said. What would you do if it did go badly? you weren't sure you could live without Jongho and would you even be allowed to just continue with life with all the things you knew and had seen in your time with him.

"Your thinking too hard" Mingi sighed sitting beside you on the bed "he's going to be fine, it's not life threatening" he gave you a small smile as you stood looking him over. Mingi has three small cuts that didn't even need dressing and a dozen bruises coming up so you carefully put some ointment on him before allowing him to finish dressing himself.

"Can I come out and see him again?" You asked meekly, putting away the first aid supplies.

"Course, docs got him hooked up to blood and saline so he should be back to normal soon anyway" Mingi grinned, escorting you out to where they were. You could hear hushed whispers as you stepped out of your shared bedroom but with Mingi's hand on your shoulder you continued to where they were still treating Jongho only he was now sitting in one of the dining chairs whilst Yunho cleaned the blood from the table.

"My love" Jongho sighed, his voice hoarse but still definitely loud enough for you to hear properly.

"Jongho" you sobbed, taking the hand closest to you and squeezing it.

"Hey love, no tears I'm fine" he tried to chuckle.

"Fine? You were just dragged onto your apartment and put on the dining table with blood pouring out of you!" you scoffed emotionally trying to not let the tears in your eyes escape your waterline and trying your hardest to resist slapping his shoulder.

"Doc has patched me up" Jongho smiled cupping your face with his other hand not noticing the dried blood all over it until it was against your skin.

"You scared me half to death" you pouted watching his eyes crinkle in a soft smile and doc removed the cannula that was no longer needed from his arm.

“That's why you love me though'' he grinned cheekily knowing you wouldn't argue you were just happy that he was fine. “You boys go home, get some rest and we will reconvene tomorrow to sort out what needs to be done”. You watched them all nod and one by one leave with Yunho being the last to go, his hand squeezing Jongho’s shoulder firmly before he let himself out.

“I'm sorry your pretty dress is ruined my love” he apologized genuinely, taking both your hands in his and kissing each of your fingers. “I'll buy you ten more to replace it”.

“Let me get you into bed first” you chewed your lip tiredly “you need rest”. He stood up easily, letting you pull him carefully behind you to his bedroom, sitting him down on his side of the bed letting him get comfortable against the headboard before you went back out to turn off all the lights. You returned to him smiling crookedly at you, his hair tousled from running his hand through it. Slipping the sweatpants you had put on off you were left in just one of his oversized t-shirts and your underwear.

“Do you need help getting into bed handsome?” You tilted your head as you crossed the room to him, noticing his eyes roaming up and down your body.

“No but I have had a thought” he started his soft eyes meeting yours while he cupped your cheek with his hand “I want you to move in here with me, I want to come home to you, I want to know you’re always safe”.

“I thought you wanted me to keep one step away from this life?” you furrowed your brows slightly even though the corners of your lips turned upward.

“I did but now I want you with me always” he admitted pulling you in to kiss you passionately, even in his injured state he easily maneuvered you into his lap pressing you against him and holding you in place with his hand on the nape of your neck.

“We can’t you’re hurt” you whispered against his lips, feeling his hard chest against your own, your hands bunching up his shirt to expose his flesh to you.

“I’m not that injured my love” he murmured back lowering one of his hands to squeeze and tease your tits making you whimper and shuffle in his lap “please let me touch you” he continued pressing his hips up against your barely covered crotch, you dropped your forehead against his shoulder letting him do whatever he wanted in that moment letting small noises leave your lips with each movement of his hands. Kissing his neck softly you felt the vibrations from his quiet groan through his skin encouraging you to keep kissing him.

“You’re so amazing letting me touch you, letting me love you” he rasped, swallowing hard and moving his attention to your hips, gripping them tightly and pressing you against his hardening dick helping you grid against him the way he wanted. “You going to let me fuck you yeah?”.

“Yes Jongho” you whined, his fingers brushing against your covered clit only to pull away again to help you lift yourself enough for him to pull his now weeping cock from his pants so that there would be nothing but the flimsy material of your underwear between you. Continuing your grinding against him he let out a low groan from deep in his throat moving your underwear to the side to easily slip himself between your folds to cover his length with your essence before gradually entering your tight hole and allowing you to sink down at your own pace, splitting you open and stretching you until you were so full you didn’t think you could possibly take anymore of him. 

“Just a little bit more my love” he grunted, not moving his hips to let you control your own pace.

“So big Jongho” you moaned softly, not stopping your legs from sinking you down further on his cock. You heard him grunt as you finally pressed hips against his pelvis, the delicious mix of pleasure and almost pain making your head swim. Jongho’s head fell back against the bed frame with a soft thunk, his hands gripping your hips, his fingers digging into your skin. You began to roll your hips again unhurriedly enjoying the feeling of him inside you, his hands on you, his voice surrounding you as you began to find your leisurely pace. Your hands on his chest you leant forward to press your lips against his neck nipping and carefully sucking small love bites on his skin marking him lightly as yours and only yours as his grip on you tightened no doubt leaving his own marks on you for you to find in the morning.

“Fuck I’m so in love with you” He moaned his breath coming out in soft pants and grunts as you continued to ride him. 

“I love you” you mewled the pleasure flowing through you making you move more desperately his whimpers making you need more as the image of him still covered in blood entered your mind making you feel everything so much more intensely bringing tears to your eyes your rocking hips moving faster as your got more emotional “I love you Jongho”. The first tear falling from your eyes onto his neck mingling with his sweat and making his skin even saltier against your tongue.

“I got you love, I’m here” he grunted loudly his hands now moving your hips as you began to lose your rhythm his hips coming up slightly to meet yours “Fuck my love I’m here, I’ll always he here he ground out as your walls started to flutter wildly around him.

“Fuck Jongho…Jongho” you cried coming hard around him, your walls milking his seed from him as he followed you with his own release. Slumping against him you continued kissing his neck lazily breathing in his scent as your eyes began to droop slightly. You both sat in silence, your bodies still connected as you came down from your highs only moving when Jongho helped you to lay beside him, your thighs burning too much for you to move by yourself gracefully.

“I know I scared you tonight my love” he started brushing his fingers against your back as you laid curled up against him “I’m sorry”.

“I know it’s your life Jongho, I’ve known for almost as long as we have been together. It’s a risk I knew existed but I never thought would happen in front of me. Is that naive?” You asked honestly.

“There will be retribution for what happened tonight so hopefully it won't happen in front of you again but I can’t promise it will never happen again” he answered truthfully “But I will protect you always and Yunho will take care of you if anything ever happens to me so you will always be safe”.

“I love you Jongho, I’ll get my stuff together to move in at the weekend” you grinned against his chest. Feeling him silently chuckle.

“I’ll let the guys know they will be moving your stuff for you then”.

A/N: Thank you for reading as always your support means the world to me as always I appreciate every like, reblog and comment my beautiful lovelies xx

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[mlmxreader]

300+ prompts.

this prompt list will run from 04/02/2025 - 31/03/2025. if there are little/no requests, it will be deleted and a new one will not be made until potentially 06/05/2025 (if at all).

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Prompts 1-300

1. "Nothing can stop us now"

2. "I tried to warn ya"

3. "I'm tired of pretending"

4. "I guess that makes me your favourite"

5. "If you put yourself in danger like that again, I'll..." "You'll what?"

6. "Where did you get all this?"

7. "Easiest choice I've ever made"

8. "I'm not going anywhere"

9. "I'm happiest when I'm with you"

10. "That felt like my first kiss..." "Is that bad?"

11. "Whatever it takes"

12. "I don't want to go if you can't follow"

13. "Can we please not talk about that?"

14. "Please?"

15. "Don't be scared"

16. "Is that how much you missed me?"

17. "Let me in before I get soaked"

18. "Do you have to?" "What? Your lap is my favourite place to sit!"

19. "I just don't know where to start"

20. "C'mon, you need to take a break"

21. “Would you answer my question, please?”

22. “I’ve got an hour exam tomorrow”

23. “You look stupid and rich”

24. “I wouldn’t go a single step with you”

25. “Well, that’s what makes you stupid”

26. “Why would I wanna go to a shitty little pub?”

27. “Because you always go where I go”

28. “I tried too hard, think I might have pulled something”

29. “I’m trying to concentrate, do you mind?”

30. “Hello, animals”

31. “I’m your roommate, if anyone asks”

32. “Oh, shove it right up your ass!”

33. “What would you say if I told you I think I’m in love with you?”

34. “Am I just anybody to you? Something to throw away when you get bored?”

35. “Are you jealous?”

36. “Did you at least make the other guy look worse?”

37. “Son of a bitch”

38. “Whose side are you on, exactly?”

39. “You don’t understand, you're not getting it”

40. “There’s no problem here, not with us anyway”

41. “You’re gonna end up working late if you sit there watching me all day”

42. “See, I think you’re scared”

43. “Admit you care”

44. “Aren’t you a good soldier?”

45. “That’s two outta three, not bad”

46. “We’re together, now, we’re happy”

47. “Don’t leave me”

48. “Who said anything about marriage?”

49. “I’m saying it now, before you can beat me to it”

50. “You wanna marry me?” “Yeah.” “Why?”

51. “My friends are gonna love you”

52. “It’s gonna be okay, I promise”

53. “Very casual, huh?”

54. “I didn’t think it’d be like this”

55. “This is too much for me”

56. “It’ll be a breeze”

57. “So far, so good”

58. “I… I’d like you to meet…”

59. “How can you see me, and still love me?” “That’s what it’s about.”

60. “Do not bullshit thy boyfriend”

61. “Yeah, but it’s home”

62. “Carry me across the threshold”

63. “Would you please say something?”

64. “Please, talk to him”

65. “Can’t you just do it for me?”

66. “You’re a heartless bastard”

67. “I forgot my key”

68. “I’m sorry”

69. “Love means never having to say you’re sorry”

70. “Don’t bullshit me, you were showing off”

71. “I got something important I wanna tell you”

72. “You got kicked out of the army?”

73. “That’s a mistake, it has to be”

74. “Can’t I take my fucking husband out to dinner?”

75. “I just need you”

76. “I believe you, I really do”

77. “Would you please hold me?”

78. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

79. “I want to help”

80. “I’m sorry”

81. "I never told you”

82. “You never asked”

83. “I’ve gotta say what I’ve gotta say, and then I'll shut up”

84. “Tell me everything’s gonna be alright, just... please say it's gonna be fine”

85. “Follow me, and do not let go of my hand”

86. “Are you proud?”

87. “What have you got to lose?”

88. “At least I can say I tried”

89. “I don’t know what to do about it”

90. “I never wanted anybody more than I wanted you”

91. “I want you, I need you, only you”

92. “I won’t let anybody take you away from me”

93. “Be mine, please?”

94. “Just love me”

95. “You deserve it after the week we've had”

96. “You’re sublime, you’re amazing”

97. “I’ve been with you all day, you know I have”

98. “I’m trying to stay calm, I really am”

99. “I’m gonna love you now, and then you can walk away and decide what to do about it”

100. “I won’t let you walk away”

101. “You got me, don't you?”

102. “My hands are fucking shaking”

103. “I think I know what’s going on here, with us”

104. “I know what it’s like”

105. “We could start over”

106. “Just look me in the eyes and say I’m wrong, say you don't feel the same”

107. “Is this what you want?”

108. “I can’t go back there again”

109. “You asked me to love you and I did! I still do!”

110. “Are you ready for the time of your life?”

111. “I beg your fucking pardon?”

112. “Show me your heart, come on, show me what you really feel”

113. “Can you help me with this?”

114. “I can handle everything, don't worry”

115. “If you love me, let me go, let me do this on my own”

116. “My heart is just too heavy to care about anything anymore”

117. “I don’t deserve to love you”

118. “I used to press your hand to my lips, remember?”

119. “I used to savour every single kiss, every touch”

120. “I couldn’t face a life without you by my side”

121. “I'm gonna keep my hand against your mouth so you'll be quiet, alright?”

122. “I think I made it very clear what I think”

123. “I only wish you weren’t my friend, then maybe I could say it properly”

124. “I never claimed to be a good person, you know that”

125. “You never needed any help, you just needed a little push”

126. “If you still care, let me know now because I don't know if I'm gonna make it out alive”

127. “If you want it come and take it”

128. “Let me tell you, man, when I said it, I meant it”

129. “I can rattle off a million other reasons why I love you and why I'll always love you”

130. “I don’t want to get back up, I'm tired”

131. “But I have to fucking say it already, so it might as well be today, right?”

132. “I’m in no shape to do this, my leg is completely fucked”

133. “Believe it or not, but it is true”

134. “Walk with me, please?”

135. “Don’t let this fucking bastard get to you”

136. “How could you forget about it?”

137. “To each his own, I guess”

138. “We can’t continue on like this, hiding all the time”

139. “It doesn’t matter what you say, I'm always gonna be here”

140. “I’ll show you what I’ve hidden”

141. “Where is your fight, my friend?”

142. “A little better than I would ever deserves”

143. “It doesn’t seem to matter”

144. “We were meant to be together”

145. “Know what I mean?”

146. “You made it work”

147. “I will never love another man, I can only love you”

148. “I’m so fucking pissed”

149. “I won’t let you disappear out there on your own!”

150. “Oh, fuck your intelligence! I don't want to think anymore!”

151. “I can’t believe I’m actually saying this to you, I think I'm still dreaming”

152. “So now, I have something to say, are you gonna listen?”

153. “This hasn’t torn us apart, so nothing ever will”

154. “It’s none of your business”

155. “I’m tired of this shit”

156. “I want to go home”

157. “Don’t waste my fucking time”

158. “But you know me”

159. “I better tell you everything”

160. “It’s been years since anyone could be a friend, I've... I missed it a lot”

161. “All you have to do is close your eyes, alright? Just close your eyes for a bit”

162. “But you can’t break me, I can't be broken”

163. “I was all that you wanted and more”

164. “I’d love to help you waste time today”

165. “I’m never gonna be enough”

166. “I guess it’s time to see”

167. “I haven’t felt like this in years”

168. “I know where I need to go”

169. “It’s a miracle you haven’t broken any laws, or any bones for that matter”

170. “You know just as much as I do, we were told the same thing”

171. “I am not the same”

172. “You really wanna know who the fuck I am? Are you sure?”

173. “It doesn’t matter ‘cause I know you’ll never listen to me, even if I screamed it in your face!”

174. “I swear I fucking give up”

175. “Tell me all about it”

176. “I’d love to hear you talk about it forever”

177. “I’m your friend, I love you”

178. “Do what you want”

179. “Just remember that I love you, and I want you to come back in one piece”

180. “I’ve always felt love this way for you”

181. “I don’t need you to do it for me”

182. “Don’t look away, look me in the eyes”

183. “I’m gonna show you how to do it”

184. “I fucking told you so!”

185. “I don’t wanna go to sleep, I'm... shit, I'm scared”

186. “I gotta know now, you better tell me”

187. “Would you hurry up and get inside”

188. “Isn’t this fun?”

189. “Don’t ask me how I am”

190. “I never learn, do I?”

191. “You always come to me”

192. “Couldn’t bear it if you leave”

193. “Is this wrong of me?”

194. “There it goes again, I can hear it louder - it's getting closer!”

195. “Why won’t you stop staring at me?”

196. “What the fuck is all this for?”

197. “Is this what you want?”

198. “Say something, anything to me”

199. “How do you feel?”

200. “Why does it have to be this way?”

201. “I don’t know how else to put this”

202. “I will give you anything, you just have to ask”

203. “Say you want to stay with me”

204. “I want to know I belong to you”

205. “I just want to be right by your side”

206. “I will give you everything”

207. “I gotta say what’s on my mind”

208. “Give me your hand”

209. “I’ll take you home”

210. “You are going to relax”

211. “Listen only to my voice”

212. “I’d cross the world for you”

213. “Where are my cigarettes?”

214. “I want the fucking truth”

215. “Is this the best you can come up with?”

216. “I can’t stay here forever”

217. “Is that an excuse?”

218. “Well I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again”

219. “I really love you, baby”

220. “You must be brave”

221. “Get out my way!”

222. “Just tell me I am yours ‘cause you are mine”

223. “What are you doing here?”

224. “I never knew you could dance so well”

225. “Thank you, so much, honestly”

226. “I can never repay you for what you’ve done”

227. “It’s rather good”

228. “I’m alive!”

229. “Open wide”

230. “Give me spark to light the world up in flames”

231. “Washed away with the tears”

232. “Inside your sleep, vile images creep”

233. “Hear the screams that haunt your soul”

234. “Tell me of the souls you have drowned”

235. “Losing control of your own”

236. “In time you’ll realise”

237. “Craft it to how you see fit”

238. “Recognise powers you hold”

239. “I swear by the blood I have shed”

240. “To rely on the hand that still feeds you”

241. “We’d be free to grow our wings”

242. “Untruth, is this my fate?”

243. “The world we know’s an abysmal hell”

244. “How can you just stand there and stare?”

245. “I’ll wait for you”

246. “If our world ended today, would you suffer or just sit there awaiting damnation?”

247. “It will take all you have held sacred”

248. “Stay here till the windows stop burning for your dreams”

249. “To feel this pain with you”

250. “You’ll feel better when you’re gone”

251. “First step in taking back your life”

252. “So you think you’ve won”

253. “Come take a walk inside”

254. “This enraged pissed off mind”

255. “Lusted for so long”

256. “How can this be for real?”

257. “It’s so beautiful”

258. “Make me swear if I see your face again”

259. “Fuck you”

260. “Tie you up, make you bleed”

261. “Just like me”

262. “They can’t take what’s in our hearts”

263. “They’ll never take what’s in our hearts”

264. “Did you forget something?”

265. “Look me in the eyes and tell me that you don’t love me the same way”

266. “Another night wide awake, huh?”

267. “Don’t fucking torment me”

268. “I waited in the rain so I could assure that we’d be alone”

269. “I don’t think I can stomach another night alone in this house”

270. “Don’t be a dick”

271. “Would you be mine?”

272. “Take my hand, please, just hold my fucking hand”

273. “You chose me - above everyone else, you chose me… why?”

274. “What, did you think I was just happy to be your fucking toy all this time?”

275. “I keep telling you to take a coat”

276. “I have a door! You don’t have to keep using the window”

277. “There’s nothing out there, nothing to be afraid of, at least”

278. “You’ve been gone for so long…”

279. “Don’t tell me that that’s a fucking ring in your hand”

280. “I don’t care what anybody says, I love you, and I love being with you”

281. “It’s getting dark, don’t you think we should leave?”

282. “You’re different, I like it”

283. “Where the fuck did you find a dog?”

284. “Y- you weren’t in bed, and it was so cold…”

285. “You’re not seriously staying up all night to play video games”

286. “I would never hurt you”

287. “I came all this way just to ask you… if you’d go on a date with me”

288. “It’s starting to fucking hammer down”

289. “Stop pretending to give a shit”

290. “Just stop it!”

291. “You can’t go all that way on that horse”

292. “You have to be joking, you couldn’t have come all this way in the middle of a fucking storm”

293. “I would do anything for you, for love”

294. “Tell me what you want”

295. “You can’t keep handing me little notes all the time”

296. “Perhaps one day, we’ll be together properly”

297. “Oh, shit”

298. “I’m your huckleberry”

299. “We could’a had a good fuckin’ life”

300. “I missed feeling your hand in mine”

301. “C’mere, dance with me - there’s a slow song on the radio”

302. “I made this for you”

303. “I never did thank you for that.” “A kiss would be a good thank you”

304. “I know you wanted me to stay”

305. “Don’t cause a scene”

306. “It’s where I belong - at your side”

307. “What? I don’t like it when people look at you like that”

308. “What have you done this time?”

309. “Don’t be so sour - I’m just having fun!”

310. “You will always be my first choice”

311. “I will always love you”

312. “You’re always on my mind, you know, always”

313. “What you waitin’ for, cowboy? An invite?”

314. “I like the direction you’re going, so if it’s okay, I’ll stick around”

315. “I don’t want to be, y’know, casual anymore - I wanna be serious”

316. “You two are almost joined at the fucking hip”

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Risk It All (27)- Temporary Goodbyes

Genre: Chishiya X F!reader | eventual smut | angst

Warning: none for this!

A/N: ignore me spam posting these 😭

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It had been four days since AN  and Kuina had arrived, you'd spent the first catching up, the second discussing the borderlands, and the third making a run to the closest store which went surprisingly well considering  Chishiya had to explain the way from home and the fourth dragging Chishiya from bed to join the land of the living once again.

His wounds had healed enough to walk around, barely....

"I said no Chishiya." You slammed the cupboard door. "It's too dangerous."

"If I don't go my visit is going to run out." He retorts. "There are no choices here."

You huff, blowing a strand of hair out of your face. "We don't even know if we need visas anymore."

"I'm not risking it and I know you won't either." You know Kuina and An can hear everything, it's not like the walls are thick but you're thankful they let you both have your privacy. "We don't know when the next game will start."

You pull out a packet of rice and pour it into a pot. "Don't use terms like 'we' when you decide this all on your own."

"I did but you shouldn't expect any different." You can practically hear him shrugging. "I have to leave today."

"You can't even walk let alone win a game!" You shout, the bag of rice ripping open and spilling everywhere. "Fuck."

"Let me help." Chishiya says, limping over to you. "Just sit do-

"Stop trying to baby me! I can handle a bag of spoilt rice Chishiya. You can't handle an adult conversation where you discuss something as important as joining another game yet you can help me clean up unimportant messes?"

He frowns. "That's not what you're mad about."

You know it's not. "Whatever just go away."

"I'm leaving to enter the game today." He reminds you.

"I know."

"Are you going to join?"

You shake your head. "I don't need to, not yet."

He nods. "How many days on your visa?"

It hadn't been something you'd begun to worry about, the time was more than enough. "I think 11"

"I'll be fine." He mumbles.

You hate that he seems to understand why you're upset. "I know you will."

"You're scared." He points out as though it's not obvious.

You forgo cleaning the rice in favour of pushing your way into his arms. "I'm terrified, what if you don't come back?"

"I will." He reassures you, his hand hesitantly brushing against your waist. "Don't think about pointless things like that, if I die you just keep going."

"Don't say stuff like that!" You smack his arm, tears threatening to fall. "You can't die Chishiya."

"Why?" He asks, pulling back a little to look at you.

The words are no more than a whisper but you knew he heard them considering how close your bodies were.  "Because I need you."

He laughs, shaking his head. "You don't need anyone, I don't need anyone, you want."

"Fine then I fucking want you okay. Is it so bad I want you to be safe?"

"I will be."

It's easy to ignore the way your nose grows stuffy as you shed a few tears. "You don't know that."

"I do."

"How." You mumble into his chest.

He looks the the ceiling as though genuinely considering his answer. "Because you don't know how to fix the power generator if it goes out and I'm pretty sure if it does you'll die which although seems great because I'll never have to hear you complain again is more trouble than it's worth considering the fact there's a great chance you'll follow me to the afterlife, which by the way I don't believe it, and you'll continue to be just as irritating there too."

You push him away in favour of going back to clean the rice. "I should have let you bleed out on the doorstep.

"You wouldn't do that." He laughs

You ask him. "Why are you so sure?"

"Because I fucking need you." He imitates you.

It's almost like a reflex when you throw the broom at him. "Fuck you."

"Can't, don't have condo-"

Kuina pushes past Chishiya, opening up the cupboard containing the canned food. "This looks fun but I'm hungry."

Chishiya glares at you whilst you hold back a laugh, your chest shaking as you try to be quiet.

"Can't wait to leave." You hear him mutter as he sits down at the table.

Kuina looks at him before pointing to the hall. "Door is right there."

"Great, now I won't get lost." He thanks sarcastically.

You watch them bicker as you tip the dirty rice into a bag, a smile on your face as you force yourself to forget the fact that in a few hours, the house that had become somewhat of a temporary home would be lacking one crucial person.

Lunch passes by as no more than a blur, the food you'd helped Kuina make sitting practically untouched on your plate by the time everyone else had finished. "You weren't hungry?" An asks, taking your plate as you'd asked.

"Not really." You force a smile. "I'm going to lay down for a little I think my head is starting to hurt."

You don't wait for a response from anyone before you pull yourself up, walking directly to the bedroom and closing the door behind you.

It turns out that forgetting Chishiya would be gone was harder to forget than you'd ever imagine.

You don't ask who it is when there's a knock on the door, your instincts know who it is before they walk inside. "You're being a crybaby."

"Fuck you." You know it is probably ineligible from the way your face is buried in the pillows that you and Chishiya share but you don't care. "Go away."

The bed dips as he sits down."I'm not going away, not until later."

"Stop making jokes." 

"Look you're right, I could die but I won't and if I do you'll be okay. I told you not to fall for me, not here but you didn't listen and this is what the outcome is. I won't baby you and tell you that it's going to be fine because we both know what could happen but I'd rather not leave here with you being sad and depressed." You force yourself to look at him despite how awful you must appear.

"Because you'd struggle in the game if I was sad?"

He snorts before schooling his face when he catches your expression. "I wouldn't let it affect me so no but afterwards it would be annoying."

"If there even is an afterwards." You say aloud with it thinking.

"I haven't lost a game up to now and I won't anytime soon so stop being ridiculous and come and show me how to play this stupid card game you kept mumbling about ." He pulls the blanket off you.

You manage to smile at the way he remembered the conversation you'd had two days ago. Chishiya, still unable to get out of bed, you'd wanted to try and keep him company, but despite your 30-minute pleading session for him to let you teach him a few of your favourite card games he had refused.

"Chishiya?" You grab his hand before he opens the door.

He spins on his heel to face you. "Yeah?"

"Please don't die on me."

"I won't." He smiles, pulling the door open.

Kuina and An are already sitting around the makeshift table, the deck of cards in the middle with various snacks dotted around the floor.

You take a seat on one of the pillows, Chishiya sitting beside you. Kuina catches your eye, mouthing an "Are you okay?"

You nod with a smile, despite knowing you looked sad. You wanted to enjoy today, even if it was for a short while you could pretend like everything was normal. "Isn't it morbid playing card games considering where we are?"

You laugh at the question An asks as she shuffles the cards. "Not really, I think it's kind of ironic."

"Idiotic more like." Chishiya scoffs.

You and Kuina both roll your eyes at the comment, An seemingly unbothered as she hands you the pack of cards to which you deal out equally.  "So the name of the game is called cheat but some people call it-"

"Bullshit." An finishes.

You raise your eyebrows at her. "You know it?"

"Of course I do." She laughs. "I'm the best at it."

"I doubt it."

You both laugh, as Kuina and Chishiya stare at you both in confusion. "The game also has another name, some people refer to it as "I doubt it."

"Ohhhhh!" Kuina claps. "Now I get it."

"Okay forget this im going to sleep." Chishiya makes to stand but you pull him back down by the pocket of his pants.

"Sit and shut up." He raises his eyebrows in something akin to shock before huffing and sliding back down into his previous position. "So as I was saying, the player to the left of the dealer, which would be Kuina, starts by placing between 1-4 cards face down in a discard pile in the centre. The player must state what the cards they have placed down are but they do not have to tell the truth. They do however have to keep the value the same. For example, I could say I have the 3 kings but place down 3 of the clubs... are you all following?"

You wait for all three of them to say yes before continuing. "The other players can call "cheat" or "bullshit if they think the player is lying about the value of their cards."

"So what happens then?" Chishiya asks, looking at his cards.

"Well, I'd say Kuina, for example, were to say that if you were to call cheat you would have to show your cards to everyone. If Kuina was right you would have to pick up all the cards in the centre, then it would be Kuina's turn to go. If Kuina is wrong, the person on the left of the player, which would be me, will go next."

"And if no one calls the bullshit thing?" You almost choke at hearing Chishiya cuss but you hold it back.

"Well I would take my turn but I must declare the value of my cards to be only one up or down from what you have said yours is." You answer him before turning back to Kuina and An. "For example, Chishiya says his cards were kings. I would have to say mine are queens, kings or aces."

Kuina nods enthusiastically, smiling at her cards. Her body angled away from the rest of the table. "I get it, so how do you know who the winner is."

"The person who gets rid of all their cards first is the winner."

Chishiya hums. "Who's going first?"

"An?" You offer.

"Sure." She smiles, placing down one card. "I have the 7 of diamonds."

"Bullshit." Chishiya spits with a grin the second she finishes her sentence.

You can't stop yourself from laughing at how his face falls when An turns over her card, the 7 of diamonds. "Don't forget to pick it up."

"Go away." He huffs, picking up the card as though it's tainted.

The game passes like that, thankfully no arguments arise despite a near miss when Kuina calls Chishiya a liar because "you're a bad liar your face looks weird when you lie." Only for him to respond with "Your face looks weird all the time but I still believe you when it's necessary."

You'd had so much fun playing, the memory of your sister beside you as you silently remember the way you used to help her cheat at the game against her friends. She would always call you her eyes.

"I have to leave soon." Chishiya whispered as he pulled you aside, Kuina and An still at the table packing up the cards. "I need to be there before I miss my opportunity."

"I know but can't you stay just a little longer?" You ask, fighting the urge to lock him in the bedroom and prevent him from leaving.

"I can't risk not getting a place in the game. I'll be back but I have to leave soon."

"How soon?" You don't need him to answer, the sickening feeling in your stomach tells you what you need to know.

He looks to the floor. "In the next thirty minutes."

You bite the inside of your cheek, not wanting to cry. "Okay."

"Fuck." He huffs, grabbing your wrist. "Come with me."

You let him pull you into the bedroom, waiting until he closes the door to speak. "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to come back but if I don't the generator won't hold out with all three of you using it for an extended period of time. If it comes between saving yourself, Kuina or An you know what to choose."

You ignore the subtlety of his message. "You'll come back it doesn't matter if the generator won't work."

"I will but if I don't."

"But you will." You insist.

"I will."

"Chishiya?" You whisper, taking a step closer.

"Hmm?"

"Can I kiss you?"

He takes a step closer, closing the already small gap between you. "Are you incapable of making your own decisions?"

"No?" You shake your head.

"Then don't ask."

If you could freeze a moment in time this would be it, his hand resting against your hip, albeit awkwardly. His lips pressed against yours, your body ignoring the need for oxygen by supplementing it with a need for him.

He is the one who breaks the kiss, his eyes mapping out your face before smiling a little. "You'll be fine."

"You have to come back."

His tone was definitive. "I will. I should leave now, don't come out until I leave. I'll tell Kuina to come in here." 

You so badly wanted to beg him to stay, the fear that he was walking into his death was almost crushing and despite how final the words felt you'd hate yourself forever if you missed an opportunity to say them. "I love you, please be safe."

"Tell me when this is all over." He places a light kiss on your forehead before extracting himself from your hold and leaving the room. You watch as the door closes behind him, the silence in the room is deafening without him.

You tried so hard to ignore the sound of the front door opening and closing, so so hard, but you couldn't, you couldn't stop yourself from hearing him leave nor stop the tears you'd been holding back since early morning.

He was gone and you, you were truly realising just how lonely the Borderlands were.

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Friends, lovers… and an orange | Chapter 3

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Adele had been on her daily run for less than twenty minutes, when she noticed that a car was following her.

"Shit, fuck" she said under her breath, looking for a place where she could hide or ask for help. But she was in a residential area, so she sped up until she made it to the closest open business she could find: a flower shop.

"Hi, good morning" she said, trying to catch her breath. "Could you please do me a favour?"

"Of course" the woman from the shop smiled.

"Could you check if there is a grey car waiting outside? I think they've been following me."

"Oh dear" the woman said. "Wait here. I'll go outside as if you've asked for some of the flowers I have there."

"Thank you" Adele replied.

"You were right, there is a grey car outside" the woman said when she walked back into the shop. "I saw a man leaving the passenger seat, nod towards here, and then talk to the driver."

"Shit. Shit, shit, shit."

"It's ok, I won't leave you alone" the woman smiled again. "Come to the back of the store with me. I'll make you a cup of tea while we wait for the police."

"Thank you very much, ma'am" Adele said while trying to contain her tears.

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"And?"

"They are gone" Luca said, sitting next to his sister. "I'm pretty sure the police scared the hell out of them."

"Good" Adele said. "They deserve it for doing the same to me."

Paparazzis. The men who had been following her, were paparazzis.

Turns out that the girls at the restaurant where she and Mason had had dinner, the ones she swore had said their names, recognized them the moment they walked in and had spent the whole night taking photos of them and posting them on social media, the press writing articles about it not long after. And if you only saw the photos, they did look like a couple on a date. The smiles, the way they were looking at each other, Adele touching Mason's hand...

"Is there anything else I could do for you?" the woman from the flower shop offered.

"Oh, no, don't worry. We are leaving" Adele said. "But thank you very much for your help, the tea, the company... You are an angel."

"Just doing what anyone would do" she smiled.

"I'm not so sure of that" Luca said. "But thank you for taking care of my sister."

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"I can't fucking believe it!"

"Mase..."

"No! They followed you! They harassed you! They crossed so many lines!"

When Luca and Adele had made it home, Mason was already there, pacing around the living room. And when he saw her, he had ran towards her and hugged her in a way he had never before, completely catching her by surprise.

"But now it is over" she said. "They know that if they do it again, we will call the police and they will be in trouble."

"Yes, them. But what about the other photographers? What if they do the same? This is not ok, Addie. It is not."

"What should we do, then?" Luca asked. 

"Ignoring it like everyone has suggested us hasn't worked, so it's time we take matters into our own hands."

"Mase, what are you going to do?" Adele asked him while watching him furiously type on his phone.

"End this" he grunted.

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"I know it is early for Christmas or my birthday, but I already know what I want as a gift: for the press to stop harassing my friends. Do you think that will do anything?" Jourdan asked Adele over the phone.

"I don't know" she sighed. 

That had been the message Mason had posted on his Instagram stories and twitter account, and so far, people were going nuts about it. Them, and his agency. They hadn't liked that he had done something like that without consulting them first, but he didn't seem to care.

"When are you coming back home?"

"In a couple of days when Mason is done with his job. His agency booked us the tickets."

"Is that wise, tho? Traveling together after everything that has happened?"

"I don't know" Adele said again. "I honestly don't know what to do anymore, what is a good choice or a bad one. But if there are paps at the airport, at least I know I'll have him by my side."

"Addie..." Jourdan chuckled.

"What?"

"That sounded as if... As if you are starting to feel something for him."

"What? No! We are just friends!"

"Yeah, yeah. But maybe this thing about people believing that you are together is starting to like... rub off?"

"Jourdan, no. We are just friends."

"Ok, ok. Just friends" she repeated. Though she didn't sound too convinced.

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"I wish the flight had been longer" Adele yawned, resting her head on Mason's shoulder while they waited for their luggage.

"You shouldn't have slept that much. Jet lag is gonna kick your ass" he laughed.

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it."

"Just try not to fall asleep here, ok?"

"I don't think I would be able to even if I wanted to. What is going on?" she said, turning around to see what was causing all that noise.

"Fuck" Mason whispered. The paparazzis. They had found them and were inside the airport, security trying to keep them away.

"What are we going to do?"

"Mr. Mount? Miss Turlington?" a security guard said next to them. "Please follow me, I'll get you out of here."

"But our luggage..." Adele said.

"Don't worry about that now, Miss Turlington. Please follow me."

"C'mon" Mason said, grabbing her hand and starting to walk. 

"Please let us through. Please" the man said while trying to push the photographers away. They had followed them after seeing Mason and Adele leave, and there were so many of them.

"Mase..."

"It's ok, we are almost there. I've got you" he said, giving her hand an encouraging squeeze. He was walking in front of her, protecting her from everything and everyone. If he hadn't been there, Adele was sure she would have not survived it. 

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"Addie, are you sure you are ok?" 

"Yeah, yeah. For once I'm not complaining about being jet lagged." Because it meant spending most part of her day sleeping and not having to leave her house and face the paparazzis waiting outside. "How is Milan?"

"Beautiful as always" her mother Elizabeth said over the phone. "But I was thinking... Why don't you come to Paris with me? We could have some time together like we used to."

"I don't know, mum..."

"C'mon, Addie. You used to love spending time with me during fashion month! And it will help you distract yourself a bit."

"I'll think about it" she said. 

Adele had always loved being backstage with her mum during fashion shows, getting to see how everything worked. And more than once, she had been asked to walk. But unlike Elizabeth, she hadn't been born to wear heels. 

"Ok. But think about that hot chocolate from Cafe Angelina..."

"That's cheating, mum" Adele chuckled.

"But if it convinces you to come with me, then it will be worth it."

"Let me call Mase first and ask him what he is doing. If we both are in Paris at the same time..."

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"I'm skipping Paris, I have a shoot in Italy for the perfume I told you about. So go have some fun with your mum, don't worry about me."

"You sure?"

"I'm sure" Mason smiled over facetime. Though it wasn't his usual smile, the one that made his dimple pop.

"Mase, are you ok?"

"Yeah, I am. Why?"

"I don't know. You look a bit... Off."

"That's this phone's camera. I think I need to get a new one."

"Ok..." Adele said. But for some reason, she didn't believe him.

"You have to promise me something, tho."

"Something like what?"

"One, that you will eat some chocolate macarons for me."

"I will" she chuckled.

"And two, that you will enjoy Paris. Wear something fun, take as many photos as you can, attend some parties with your mum... Don't let them ruin it for you, Addie. Do you promise?"

"Promise" she smiled. 

"Great. Now I better go, my agent is coming."

"Wait, have they... Have they found out yet who tipped the paps at the airport?"

"I gotta go, Addie. Bye" Mason said before hanging up, leaving her thinking that something was definitely going on with him.

[imraespace]

CHAPTER 09: YUJI'S BROTHER

JUST THE WAY THINGS GO || MEGUMI X READER

The sound of a door opening behind them scared the life out of them, heads turning towards the sound, hearts racing but..

"Y/N?" Inumaki asked, calming down.

You noticed that not only your friends but Nobara as well are all in the office.

"Did you all get in trouble? Why are you here?" You asked, walking up to them.

"Why are you here?" Maki asked, ignoring your question.

You walked towards a pile of paper then picked it up.

"My aunt wanted some student files and told me to get it.." You mumbled.

You decided to not question them anymore, leaving the room with a warning.

"The principal is returning soon, so maybe you should leave soon." You ended, leaving the room.

The others looked at each other then decided to run out the office, leaving the papers there.

The bell rang and everyone made it to their classes, but Nobara stopped Yuji before he could enter.

"We need to ask your brother some questions." She simply said.

"What? Why?"

"He may know something, let's just go to class."

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You stayed back in class, finishing up some notes while your friends all left in a hurry making up some excuse but you told them that it's okay.

You packed up your books and made your way into a certain classroom, your aunt told you she had to leave for a while and won't return until later in the afternoon, leaving you with the only choice to hide away with your homeroom teacher.

You made it to the history classroom, slightly opening the door and was greeted with the sight of your teacher writing work on the board and a certain white haired male.

Their heads turned in your direction, which caused you to look away.

"You can come in Y/N." Suguru told you and you did as he said.

You sat on one of the desks, pulled out your headphones and decided to listen to music.

Satoru looked at his friends for answers and Suguru explained.

They left you alone, wanting you to be comfortable in your own mini world.

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"Megs we have to leave for a bit." Nobara told the male as they all stood up from their desks.

Megumi looked up the duo with a slight bored look on his face.

"It's okay I was heading to the library anyways.." He mumbled, grabbing his bag and began to exit the classroom.

Both Nobara and Yuji looked at each then raced out the classroom.

They all joined the others, everyone in the cafeteria sitting where people rarely sits by, with Yuji in the middle with his phone out.

He scrolled through his contacts, looking for his brother's own.

When he finally did, he called him and everyone remained silent.

Suddenly a voice was heard.

"Hello? Yuji?"

They all looked at each other then back at the phone.

"Hey Cho, I have a question for you." Yuji asked him.

"Question? Okay ask away."

"Do you remember about that incident that happened when you were still in the school?"

"Yeah? What about it?"

"I want to ask you some questions about it."

The phone went silent for a while, everyone sharing glances and small whispers were heard among the group.

"Focus on school Yuji, later we can talk about it. I'm guessing your friends want to know as well so just make a group chat or something, just don't focus on that right now."

The group, who was now busted from being a secret thanks to the whispering, celebrated in silence.

"What a nice brother.." Nobara mumbled.

"Thank you." Was the last thing they heard before the phone went silent, signaling that he ended the call.

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The rest of the day flew by, everyone has left the building, besides you and a few other teachers including your aunt's friends.

"Must suck being stuck here huh?" Satoru joked, looking up from his phone.

You sighed in response, resting your face in your palm.

"You have friends right? Why don't you hang out with them during lunch?" He asked, trying to start up a conversation.

"They do their own thing and I don't mind, though it is a bit lonely sometimes." You mumbled.

"Why not make new ones?" Suguru entered the chat, finished erasing whatever work he had on the board.

You thought about what he said for a while, which caused you to remember a certain someone.

"Maybe I should.." You mumbled to yourself.

Satoru pulled out a deck of uno cards from who knows where.

"Let's play until Shoko comes back!" He said, placing the cards on your desk as Suguru joined you both.

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[lilacwrite]

"In due time."

Wasn't it so convenient- you, neuvillette and an empty court room?

What seemed like an usual,boring afternoon in Fontaine, turned out to be the most exciting day you've ever had at work. Or in your life, for that matter.

You walked to the Palais Mermonia as usual to assist Monsieur Neuvillette since you were his new secretary. It wasn't a hard job but.. it wasn't an easy one either. The thing is it didn't come with a particular set of rules or any particular tasks for that matter. You were working for a week already, not sure if you're doing things right or not. He's always buried in paperwork or running around doing some errands, which probably were your job. But you didn't think Neuvillette knew that, leaving you to sit on the couch sipping tea in his office all day.

Deciding to take matters into your own hands, you go to see Neuvillette in his office only for the nice melusine outside to let you know that Monsieur is not in his office at the moment but you're welcome to wait. You smile politely and refuse the melusine's offer to go look for Neuvillette by yourself. As his secretary, you were supposed to have his schedule, buy his lunch, help ease his work. But all this needed communication between the two and right now you don't even know where he was. Walking around all over Fontaine you finally found him, at the Opera House, sitting in his chair and looking over an empty court room. "Monsieur?" you whisper gently, not wanting to scare him by accident. Neuvillette jumps a little at the sudden noise then salutes you and invites you up, beside him.

"What troubles your mind, Monsieur?" He lowers his gaze, thinking before answering you. "This...is where I got my powers back, fully restored. And... I can't help but wonder..." He looks you in the eyes before asking "Am I making the right choices? Am I leading the people of Fontaine right?" his gaze is filled with doubt and he almost looks scared. You take a step towards him and taking his hand, you answer " I might not know the pressure of being the Iudex, but I know for sure that it's okay to feel scared or uncertain. It shows how much you care for your people and rest assure that you're making the best decisions. You're intelligent, highly educated and you learned to understand humans better than they understand themselves. And this is why I'm here, Monsieur. To help ease your work, to share your burdens and make sure that at the end of the day you're more at ease and relaxed." He gently smiles as you feel the atmosphere changing, realizing you're still holding his hand. Clearing your throat you add "Ahem, but in order to do that, we need to communicate. I need you to speak with me and I think this moment was a great first step. The next step should probably be you giving me your schedule, Monsieur."

Now you made the stoic Iudex actually giggle as he nods in agreement with all that you just said. "I appreciate your help and the fact that you were willing to take this job. You were the only one to show up at what was supposed to be an interview." This time it was your turn to giggle, unsure what to say, but Neuvillette wasn't done. "I'm glad it was you."

Thinking for a second, he continues "Maybe I should interview you since you're not from around here. Where did you say you were from again? Liyue? And I need a list of your previous jobs along with other qualifications you might have." You turn around on your heels ready to go, giggling that only now after a week he is interested in your qualifications.

Neuvillette catches your wrist and you turn around to look at him confused. His eyes are mesmerizing, ocean blue that you could get lost in even with a compass. A strain of his messy caught hair on his face, begging you to caress his face and put it behind his ear. "Monsieur..?" you ask uncertain and regretting immediately when he moved his warm hand away. "Pardon me, but you just left my questions unanswered and I have to admit that you fascinate me." Smiling you take a small step forward and say "In due time." And turn around,leaving Neuvillette more confused than ever "I will answer all your questions in due time, Monsieur. But i believe it's time we head back and you need to introduce me to your- our work."

He catches up to you in two steps, offering his arm for you to take "Let's walk together. It's more pleasant this way and we can have a little conversation on our way back." His expression is almost as stoic as ever, but there's a hint of softness in his gaze that feels meant just for you that warms your heart a little.

Smiling you nod and accept his offer, ready for the scandal the two of you will stir all around Fontaine.

[gothic-thoughts]

Smart Choices

Levi Ackerman x Black Fem Reader Angst

MafiaAU, MeetUgly

CW: shooting, threatening, kidnapping?, laid back Levi, Reader speaks Japanese (dw I gotchu😉)

Word Count: 1430 (give or take)

My guards manhandle the little bastard into my office and to her knees before my desk, leaving her helpless with nothing but a glare in my direction. She struggled against the tape around her wrists and I walked around my desk to lean against the side opposite of my chair, looking down on her with slight amusement.

"Took you long enough~" I hum, squatting in front of her.

"Careful sir, she's lively."

"Oh, I know. I'm quite the fan of liveliness."

She suddenly breaks through the poorly fastened restraints, jumps up, and runs for the door. Before her fingers could even grace the metal of the handle, Silas grabbed her, making her turn around but in the same second, my worker was shot with his own gun. She seems to be in shock, the gun shaking in her hand as he slumps to the floor, holding his wound.

Welp, not my fault he left the safety off, basic gun safety. Maybe Mark will do better. He stepped up from behind and smacked the gun out of her hand before tightly grabbing her by the neck watching sadistically as she scratched at his wrists and forearms.

"No... no..."

"Guess I should've warned you not to run from me. Although, that's usually a given."

"Don't...let him kill me." She choked out making me raise my eyebrows, "You...kill me. N-not... some low... life."

"Hm, interesting." I snap my fingers, "You heard the lady."

He releases her and drops his hand at the same time, making her buckle to the floor as air rushes back into her lungs with loud coughs and gasps. Mark grabs the back of her shirt and drags her back to my feet. I crouch down and cup her jaw, forcing her to look at me to watch the fear in her soul, but it wavers. She's not scared, or at the very least she's ready to die.

"Heh..." I push away her jaw, "Such a pretty thing, but such sticky fingers."

"If you're gonna kill me then do it."

"Eager too. Mark."

"But sir--"

I pull out my gun, "Leave in a hurry or a bag. Your choice."

She remains silent as my dumbass of a goon rushes out of my sight, closing the door behind him. I continue to observe her, analyzing everything from the disheveled clothes to the bold look in her eye. What am I going to do with you?

"Anyway, you don't seem scared of me," I rest my gun on my desk, "Hell, I'd go as far as to say you're ready to die, woman."

She raises her eyebrow, "Woman?" That was hot.

"Well I don't know your name and you seem stubborn enough not to tell me so I'm gonna call you what you are; a woman."

"Hmph."

"And I'm guessing you know what my name is."

"Levi." She rolled her eyes, "Everyone around here knows your name; I meant your real name."

"That is my real name. You know who I am and still stole from me in my own club?"

Her boldness finally fizzled out somehow when she looked to the closet door to avoid my gaze. Finally, I was starting to think I lost my edge.

"And that is my real name."

"And if I don't?"

"Humor me. Now answer my question; you said you wanted me to kill you; what are you escaping?"

"Nothing. And even if I was, I wouldn't come to you if all people."

A loud and sarcastic laugh erupted from my chest, "You put your life on the line to rob me, that's desperate. You want, no, you need something, whether you like it or not."

"Shouldn't I be asking you that since you're pressing me for a couple hundred dollars, Mr. I-have-and-own-everything?"

"You killed two of my men before being strangled back to your place so I want to know what would you need that much money for that badly."

She stayed silent and hung her head knowing I wouldn't let her go without a response. She probably even thinks I'll kill her if I don't get it. She looks at me with tears swelling around those beautiful eyes.

"My ex owes a loan shark."

"Okay? And?"

"He's only my ex cuz I found out he put his contract in my name."

My eyebrows furrow and my jaw drops. How dare he? After I deal with her shark I will deal with him personally. Until then, she's gotta stay with me, where else will she go? I'd have to give her money to pay the shark and her rent anyway. Fine. I stand up straight.

"Get up."

"You're letting me.... go?" She asks standing slowly.

"Where is he now?"

"Hopefully dead." She growls, "We had a huge fight and I kicked his bitch ass out."

"Wonderful, very proud, but I meant the loan shark."

"I don't know, I don't keep tabs on her unless she calls looking for her payment."

"Ah, a woman shark. That narrows it down." I watch as she curses herself in her head, "What's her name?"

"I don't need you to--"

"You're welcome to stay with me as well."

"I am not living with you."

"I live in a mansion and I run a yakuza. You'll barely see me unless you really want to." I wink, "Name please."

"I don't need you to protect me!"

"I'm sure you don't because you're oh so very dangerous." I roll my eyes, "But if I don't, you'll either end up in deeper debt with a hospital bill or found at the bottom of a river. So, again, loan shark's name, from the top."

She sighs heavily, "Ymir."

"Ah, haven't heard that name in a while. I'll deal with her myself as well then."

I turn to walk back to my chair when she grabs my arm firmly and pulls me back to her. I raised my eyebrow and ogled her a little, acknowledging how quick she stood up and grabbed me. Not even a little fear. I mean she did steal from me already, but it's kinda hot.

"Tell me why you care so much."

"Let's just say that I like you, how's that?"

"Bullshit."

"Too bad you don't have much of a choice. Now, would you like to go?"

"Go wh--?"

"My house, genius."

"I never agreed to--"

"Either I take you in my sports car or a guard can take you in a van. Your choice."

"Are you serious?"

"Totemo(Very)."

She scoffs before storming over to the door and standing next to it. She takes my keys off the wall and throws them at me to which I catch it and smirk at her once more before walking over and opening the door for her.

"Good choice."

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In the car, she's quiet and looking out the window at every building, street lamp, and illuminated sign we zoom past at 70 mph. My gloves squeak slightly as I realigned my hands on the wheel to turn down a darkened street, catching her tensing up in my peripheral vision.

"Relax sunshine, we're almost there."

"Not really something you wanna hear from a yakuza boss in the dead of night, so thanks for that."

"It's not my fault we found you at night. Oh, I never caught your name woman."

"Stop calling me that."

"Noted, you like sunshine better."

"What!? I never said--"

"You got a name or not?"

She paused, sighing heavily. "It's (Y/n)."

That is...really nice actually. "Wasn't expecting that. You're a foreigner or is that your--?"

"Sore wa watashino onamae desu(it's my name)."

"Alright, alright. I'll dead this convo right there cuz you still seem like you hate me besides me helping you out."

"Oh please, there's always a catch. There's something you're not telling me. You probably want to sleep with me in return."

"Well, of course I do, you're hot. But I don't want to in return for anything. Maybe I just want the feeling of waking up next to someone pretty. Hopefully more than once."

She gasps and quickly looks out her window completely silent while I park in my garage.

"Must Yakuza members be so outta pocket?"

"Only thing that keeps us respected. Now come on, I'll introduce you to the butler and get you to your room."

"My room?"

"Oi, don't get sappy on me, sunshine. It's just a guest room."

Bold of her to assume because she didn't wanna see me that I didn't want to see her, so she'll be sleeping in the guest room closest to my bedroom.

[storiesundercandlelight]

I think it would be interesting to explore pre-canon Jonathan Reid! Maybe something about him and his partner before the war?

This is so interesting!! I hope I captured Jonathan alright! As I stared this I had so many ideas that they all fought each other for the chance to be the one I went with 😅 in the end this one won! I veered off canon a bit towards the end.... *cough* Elizabeth just doesn't exist in my world

You knew he'd follow you upstairs, the attention would get to him soon enough, all the praising and compliments on his work would slowly but surely wear him down. You hated these parties, obligations to attend because of your parents, but you would never turn down the opportunity to be around Jonathan.

Neither of you had let it be known that you were together, the idea of giving up this little secret of yours was too difficult to let go of, knowing full well that both yours and Jonathan's family would be all over it in a heartbeat. Asking questions of when. When is the wedding? When will you have children? When When When? Neither you nor Jonathan wanted that just yet.

Besides, there was a certain thrill to sneaking off, hiding behind closed doors and shared glances across a room that no one else noticed. You sat down on the window ledge in the upper sitting room you had found the door to, the sounds of the party downstairs muffled by the closed door only briefly loudened again when Jonathan slipped in.

"God I can't stand that woman" You chuckled, knowing full well you'd ignored Jonathan's pleading look of 'save me' that was thrown your way just before you raised an eyebrow at him and walked upstairs to hunt down a quiet spot. "You are merciless for leaving me like that"

"Well I didn't want to give us away" You said innocently.

"Mm, perhaps there is some error to our choice on that, if everyone knew then I could easily use you as an excuse to avoid yet another conversation about how I'm getting on in years and should really find myself a nice girl to settle down with, especially the many daughters who's names I don't even register enough to remember"

"Such a hard life you live Dr.Reid!" You both chuckled as Jonathan sat down beside you, pulling you close to him as you both looked out the window to the dimly lit gardens outside, a few party goers wandering the courtyard. "I hate that you're leaving"

"I know, I can honestly say I would rather attend a hundred more of these parties just to stay with you" Jonathan sighed, his hand mindlessly stroked along your own as you relaxed into him, willing your emotions not to surface again like they had before. "I won't be gone long I suspect. They just need help treating wounded soldiers, they're overrun"

"I just wish it wasn't you, any other doctor would be preferable"

"I'm sure there's another wife out there who would be saying the same if it was another doctor"

"But I'm not your wife"

"Not yet" You looked up at Jonathan, his lip was tilted up in a small smile you couldn't bring yourself to match. His hand gently brushed a wayward strand of hair from your face. "You will be, I'm coming back"

"But how can we be sure? What if something happens?" You could feel your chest growing tighter at the thought of it.

"I'll be huddled up in some dusty medical tent, I doubt I'll see any of the action" Even Jonathan could hear the lie in his voice, truth be told he himself didn't know what to expect, the very idea of going to France both scared him and filled him with a sense of duty that he couldn't ignore. "I'll write you sappy love letters, you'll be sick of me by the time I return home" You chuckled at that.

"I will be sorely disappointed now if I don't receive those letters. I'll need something to laugh at while you're gone"

"Such cruelty, you'll break my heart"

"Oh well we can't have that, not with you running off to war and all"

"Certainly not! You can make it up to me"

"Oh? How? Is this your not so subtle attempt to get me into a compromising position?"

"Well I haven't failed with that so far" You playfully hit Jonathan who laughed and pulled you closer against him. "Promise you'll marry me when I come home?"

"I hope you have a ring in your pocket" You heard Jonathan huff out a laugh but the smirk on his face wasn't quite as full now. "I promise" You turned to look at him fully, taking a moment to look at every detail of him, you were sure you knew every inch of him perfectly now but still, in this moment you just wanted to lock absolutely everything about him into your memory.

"Did that count as a proposal or will I have to do it again?" Jonathan's attempt to lighten the mood was tinged so blue with sadness you almost didn't want to answer, but with a deep breath you smiled back at him, this wasn't the time to dwell on the future.

"I suppose so... not quite as elaborate as I'd have expected...although knowing you as I do I can only imagine something... clinical? Medical? Hmm...perhaps you could have put the ring in a pill bottle? No?"

Jonathan rolled his eyes at you before leaning close and capturing your lips with his. You both held on as if your lives depended on it, as if any moment some god awful person was about to burst into the room and throw Jonathan on the next boat out of here. You suddenly felt such a sadness for all the many women who'd had to say goodbye to their loved ones before you. Such a sudden sense of being shoved into a club none of you wanted to be in, a club for lonely women awaiting the return of their men... or of the telegram to say they wouldn't be coming home.

The very idea had a tear running down your face, one that Jonathan wiped away gently with his thumb. He held your face still a moment, perhaps taking his own mental image of your face. "A few months... then we'll be together again... probably wishing we could both go back to war to avoid our mothers organising the wedding" the smiles shared between you now were sad ones, ones that wished to laugh it off but couldn't quite life the veil of grief you already felt at being pulled away from each other. Normally you would be checking the clock, seeing how long you could drag out before having to reluctantly return to the party before anyone noticed you were both gone. But tonight? Tonight neither of you could bare the thought of moving just yet, the thought of time standing still just a little longer was too tempting. The thought of just pretending for a moment that the coming days weren't actually coming was too precious to care about returning to a world where you would be split apart.

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It was only now that Jonathan allowed himself to even think about going to your door. To show you what he had become. This monster that had consumed him.

A part of him wondered if word of his return had reached you yet, he hated that the last few weeks had been nothing but chaos for him. Yet you were all he thought about when the night began to fade into dawn and his body began to shut down in it's new unnatural way.

A part of him wondered if he should avoid you, perhaps he should leave and pretend to have died. But he knew too many people had seen and spoken to him now to be able to pull it off.

So many visions of your face flashed through his mind, the disgust, the horror and fear, the hurt in your eyes. Jonathan found he couldn't even imagine an outcome where you would welcome him back into your life once you found out what he has become. Another part of him couldn't bare to put you in that position in the first place, to ask you to live with him the way he is, a creature of the night, destined to watch all of his loved ones grow old while he lived in limbo.

All the dinners he wont spend with you because he's out scavenging for skall and rat blood. The very idea of you being privy to that information made Jonathan want to throw up.

He wondered if you still had all of his letters... he still had yours by some miracle, he'd spent hours digging through that god awful pit he'd been left in looking for them... the tied together stack finally in his hands again though they were mostly ruined from the rain.

The warm lights of your home were there, the dark wooden door begging him to knock. He knew you were awake, his new senses drew his eyes up to the second floor where he knew you were sitting in your room. Your heat beating gently, he wondered how that rhythm would change when you opened the door and saw him.

As Jonathan stood there he wondered how many more times he would find himself like this...wondering if now was the right time to knock on the door.

[delusionalfanficwriter]

vaccine

The emergency department was in chaos, with COVID cases pouring in at an alarming rate. Dr. Elena Rodriguez, despite her recent bout with the flu, was back at work, determined to do her part in the battle against the pandemic. She had been taking various supplements in an attempt to bolster her immune system, hoping it would compensate for not getting the COVID vaccine.

Amid the controlled chaos of the ER, Elena's attention was drawn to the medics rushing in with a critically ill patient. The report sounded grim, and Elena immediately sprang into action.

"44-year-old female. O2 saturation at 80% with a nonrebreather. Hypotensive and tachycardic. Positive COVID test two days ago. History of cardiac issues," the medic reported.

"Get her in room two," Elena commanded, her medical instincts kicking into high gear.

However, her authority was challenged by a familiar voice. Maya, her girlfriend, had appeared on the other side of the patient, her worry evident in her eyes.

"Dr. Rodriguez, get someone else to handle this case," Maya urged, her voice filled with concern.

Elena, focused on her patient, responded firmly, "Lt. Bishop, with all due respect, you are in my ER, and this is now my patient."

Maya wasn't one to back down easily, and she stepped closer to Elena, speaking in a hushed tone. "Elena, please, find someone else. You haven't had your vaccine, and you just recovered from the flu. You can't risk it."

Elena's determination to fulfill her duty clashed with Maya's protective instincts. She sighed, trying to keep her emotions in check. "Maya, this is my job. We're short-staffed, and I'm covering half the floor alone. Now, please, leave so I can get back to work."

“We are not done with this conversation. I’ll see you in the morning.” Maya huffed in frustration but knew that pushing further in the midst of a medical crisis wouldn't help. Reluctantly, she walked away, leaving Elena to focus on her patient.

As Elena continued to work tirelessly through her shift, her mind kept drifting to the impending confrontation with Maya and Carina. She wasn't looking forward to returning to their home, knowing that her decision to prioritize her work had caused tension in their relationship.

When her shift finally ended, Elena had a choice to make. She could either go to her own home to avoid further conflict or return to Maya and Carina's house, where they would undoubtedly have a difficult conversation waiting for her. With a heavy heart, she chose the latter, realizing that avoiding the issue would only make things worse in the long run. Elena's shift finally came to an end, and the exhaustion weighed heavily on her shoulders as she left the bustling emergency department. She knew there was a conversation waiting for her at home, and she couldn't avoid it any longer.

As she entered Maya and Carina's cozy living room, she found them sitting together on the couch, their expressions a mix of concern and frustration. They didn't waste any time in addressing the issue at hand.

Maya spoke first, her voice tinged with worry. "Elena, we need to talk about this. You can't keep putting yourself at risk by avoiding vaccines."

Carina nodded in agreement, her concern matching Maya's. "It's not just about you, Elena. We're in a committed relationship, and your health affects all of us."

Elena sighed and sank into a nearby chair. She knew they were right, but her fear of needles ran deep, and it wasn't something she could easily overcome. "I understand your concerns, but you have to understand how hard this is for me. Needles terrify me, and I've managed to avoid them for so long."

Maya reached out and gently took Elena's hand. "We know it's not easy, Elena, but your health is non-negotiable. You've already faced one major health scare with the flu, and we don't want to go through that again."

“Elena. How can you take insulin but still be afraid of needles?” Carina genuinely asks. “I just don’t understand.”

Elena inhaled deeply, “I don’t know. There’s something subconscious about it. I guess because I was taking insulin injections from such an early age on a regular basis it’s like brushing my teeth but vaccines just terrify me and I can’t tell you why. It doesn’t make sense in my head either.”

“Okay. How about if you have me and Maya for support? Would you be willing to try?... Please?” Carina practically begs hoping the woman would budge. Elena’s face contorts and she bends her head down putting it in her hands.

“Don’t make me, please.” Maya and Carina watch tears stream between their girlfriend’s fingers and their heart ache not wanting to force her into anything but they are just looking out for her. Maya held Elena close, her embrace filled with warmth and understanding. Carina gently lowered Elena's trembling hands, their touch gentle and reassuring.

"Elena, we're not trying to force you into anything," Maya whispered, her voice filled with empathy. "But we're genuinely concerned about your health, especially with the ongoing pandemic. You've already taken insulin injections for years, and we know you're incredibly brave. We just want to be there to support you through this."

Carina added, "We love you, Elena, and we want you to be safe and healthy. We're not asking you to do this alone. We'll be with you every step of the way."

Elena's shoulders shook as she tried to hold back her tears. Their love and concern were evident, and she knew they were right. Her fear of needles, while deeply rooted, couldn't be allowed to jeopardize her health, especially when she had two loving partners by her side.

With a sigh of surrender, Elena nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Okay, I'll try. But please, promise me you'll be there with me."

Maya and Carina exchanged relieved glances, their hearts filled with love for Elena. Maya kissed the top of Elena's head, her lips brushing against her soft hair. "We promise, Elena. We'll support you through this, no matter what."

Carina added, "You're incredibly brave, and we're so proud of you for taking this step."

Elena called her primary doctor that morning to book an appointment for the afternoon. She decided to try to get all the shots she was due for in one appointment. She would rather be done all together than come back. After the call, all of them showered and decided to sleep in before they had to go to the appointment.

“Amore, it’s time to get ready… Amore?” Carina wrapped her arms around Elena in bed. “I know you are fake sleeping.” Carina is only met with a hitched breath that transitions to rapid breaths. “Hey, none of that. Everything is okay. Deep breaths.” Carina turns the woman to face her to see tears streaking down her face.

“Let’s sit you up,” Maya comes out of the bathroom watching the events unfold. “Follow my breathing, babe. It’s okay. Inhale. Hold. Exhale… Inhale. Hold. Exhale…” Maya repeats it a few more times, getting Elena’s panic attack settled before it even starts.

“I’m… I’m sorry… Please… I don’t want to go. I don’t want to.” Elena’s raspy voice cried out.

“How about we just change and get into the car and decide from there? This way if you do decide to go, you’ll be on time,” Carina logically thought out in hopes Elena would agree which she did by nodding her head.

They get up and ready in minutes before making their way to Carina’s car. Maya opted to sit in the back with Elena knowing one of her love languages is physical touch and it was pretty obvious how nerve-wrecked she was. Elena tried her best to be as composed as possible not wanting to burden Maya and Carina much more as it is but she just couldn’t hold herself together.

Maya and Carina kept glancing at each other through the mirror and both had reservations if this was too much on the woman they loved. They didn't realize just how deeply rooted this fear was and how hard it would be to actually get her to the appointment. They’ve talked to each other about ways to ease Elena into this whole process but they all revolved around therapy, which Elena refused, and just ripping the bandaid. It was going to be rough either way but they just didn’t realize how bad it was going to be.

As minutes ticked by and the closer they got to the doctor’s office, Elena was beginning to unsettle underneath Maya’s hands that rubbed her thighs and hands trying to relieve some fear.

“We are here,” Carina announces, putting the car in park and turning back to her two favorite women. Elena’s head snapped up as her thoughts made her lose track of time. She was here. She was about to get her shots. Surprising both Maya and Carina, Elena hops out of the car and the other two are quick to follow when they see Elena dry-heave over a patch of grass they parked by.

“Oh, babe. Get it all out.” Maya rubs Elena’s back as Carina puts her hair in a makeshift bun. “It’s okay. We are here with you. We got you.”

“All finished?” Carina questions minutes since the last dry heave episode. Elena nods her head and accepts the piece of gum Carina extends to her.

“Thanks… Guys, I don’t think I can do it. It’s too much. My head feels lightheaded and I can’t control my thoughts or breathing. This is a bad idea.”

“None of that. “ Maya grabs the woman’s cheeks gently. “Look at how far you’ve come. I think getting her might be the hardest part and that is done. When we are inside just keep your eye on me and Carina. We will hold together when you feel at your weakest. We have you, Elena.”

That was enough reassurance and motivation to get Elena through the doors of the doctor’s office and eventually inside an examination room.

Inside, the nurse prepared the vaccines, explaining each one to Elena. As she approached with the first needle, Elena's heart raced, and she clenched her eyes shut, gripping the sides of the exam table tightly.

Maya and Carina watched with concern, their hearts aching for Elena. Maya whispered, "It's okay, Elena. We're right here."

Carina added softly, "Just one at a time, love. You can do this."

With their words of encouragement, Elena braced herself for the first shot. It stung, but it was over quickly. She let out a shaky breath and opened her eyes, her hands trembling. Carina leaned in to press a gentle kiss to Elena's forehead, offering comfort.

The nurse administered the next shot, and Elena winced again, but she was determined not to back down. She had come this far, and she couldn't let her fear control her.

Maya held Elena's hand tightly, her eyes never leaving Elena's face. "You're so brave, Elena. We love you. Keep taking deep breaths."

Carina added, "We're proud of you, Tesoro."

[strange-little-spy]

Chapter Seventeen - The apartment - 1903 hours

BOY am I screwing with canon…

Word count: 1812 words

Warnings: Bucky being Bucky ~ smoking ~ some light angst ~ at last some slow burn ~ some domestic fluff

"He..what???" Bucky stared wide eyed at the pair sitting beside each other on the couch, his voice not failing to show his utter shock.

"He can give me a chance, Bucky!" Steve sounded enthusiastic. A lot more enthusiastic than Addie had heard him in well, months. "He can give Adds a chance too!"

"But-..." Bucky looked heartbroken. "The government?"

"I trust mister Erskine," Addie put in quietly, standing up and touching Bucky's arm. "He's finished the serum and...I-I don't remember the rest but- this is the right choice. I know it."

Bucky sighed through his nose, his eyes dropping to her cheeks. "I'm sorry, doll, I'm just scared."

"We'll be together, it won't be long till we might get shipped out, you never know."

"No, Adds." Bucky shook his head. "You see, I...I got my orders today."

Addie jerked back, a gasp escaping her lips. "No..no- please no!"

"I'm shipping out at the end of the week," Bucky frowned, his unsettled expression told all. He didn't want to leave, he just couldn't- not now…

“We might as well make the best of it now.” Bucky offered a chipper smile. “I hear the Stark Expo is in two days. We could all go.”

“Whats the Expo?” Addie tilted her head, confused at the new term.

“Its like a big fair, it’s the biggest event of the year practically.”

“Ooh.” Addie dared to smile back at the taller man. “Sounds like fun.”

“C’mon, Steve, we’ll have a ball.”

“I mean, sure.” Steve seemed a little reluctant, his shoulder rising and falling. “Why not?”

“Then we’re going!”

“Steve…” Addie clung to her blanket Steve had gifted her. Her tangled hair fluffed from her tossing and turning. “Can I sleep in here again?”

But Steve’s sleeping form didn’t rouse, clearly he wasn’t waking up til the morning. Addie frowned and began to walk back toward her room, but the slight scuffle caught by her enhanced ears made her stop and look around. A smell of a cigarette wafted through the apartment from the open widow.

She entered the living room and found Bucky with her torso leaned against the sill with the cigarette in his mouth.

“You okay, doll?” He turned when he heard her enter.

“I- sorry..”

“No, no, I’ve been awake. Is something wrong?” He took the white roll of paper from his mouth.

“I..couldn’t sleep.”

Bucky sighed, the puff of smoke billowing from his nose like an angry bull. “Yeah, I’m right there with you…”

She slowly approached him, seeking his warmth in contrast the chill coming from the open window. “Wanna tell me about it?”

His arm snaked around her shoulder as she tucked her knees under her blanket. “I dunno- I just…I don’t feel like I’m doing right, just leaving you two.”

“We’ll be okay, Buck.” She looked up at him as he smothered his cigarette and tossed the butt out the window. “It’ll be okay.”

“Yeah, but—what if something happens?? What if you guys need help and I’m over in Germany??”

“Hey,” She touched his hand. “You go kill Nazi’s. We’ll stay here and send you bullets. I promise everything will be okay.”

He looked at her, his eyes watery. She felt his hand run down her scarred shoulder. “You’re gonna kick everyone’s tail, aren’t you?”

“Except Steve’s.” She tried to grin.

Bucky quietly snickered. “Yeah, he’d wind up in another state…”

“I love you guys, Bucky.”

“We love you, too, Adding Machine.”

She smiled and rested against his frame, their warmth bundled under the blanket. Perhaps this would be the last night in decades they could do this.

“What time is it?” She groggily asked, sleep taking over again.

“Who cares.” Bucky mumbled.

She simply rolled her eyes and closed them.

The Stark Expo – Friday evening

Addie squealed with delight when Bucky came out of his room with his uniform on, his hat tilted with a slight cockiness that suggested playfulness.

“Watcha think, doll?” He grinned in his own special way.

“You are an absolute heart breaker, Bucky.” She smiled, struggling to hide her excitement about that evening, Steve was out, but they weren’t sure where he had ran off to. “As if you didn’t know that already.”

“Oh please, Adds,” He groaned. “Flattery does nothing to help.”

Shut up. He was smoking hot and he knew it.

“Alright, Sarge.” She smirked and crossed her arms. “Are we going to go after Steve or do you need to prune?”

“Say ‘prune’ again.” He seemed to dare, stepping in front of her, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Pruuu-“ She couldn’t finish before he planted a kiss on her lips, quick but effective. She stood, well—shocked.

“Huh?”

“C’mon, its my last night.” He was quick to excuse. “The least you can send me away with is a kiss.”

She rolled her eyes, let out a flustered laugh and grabbed his hat from the top of his head before planting it on her’s.

“Now Sargent Barnes, do you understand you have violated article 27 of the officer’s conduct manual?” She mocked in a deep voice with the expression to match. Meanwhile Bucky fought his smirk with his hands behind his back.

“Refresh my memory, madame.”

“Article 27 clearly states officers with names ending in ‘s’ may not kiss their superiors until explicit permission from the president himself.”

“Oh, really??” He actually laughed, breaking character. “So now you’re too good for me, huh?”

“You said it, not me.” She scrunched her nose.

“Holy heck, Adds you’re going to be the death of me.” He groaned again, snatching his hat off her head as she giggled, trying to get it back, but he held it high out of her reach.

“Hey!”

“You should know full well if I’m out of uniform when I report, I’m gonna be in trouble.”

“You’re- always…in trouble!” She said between jumps before she gathered herself and leaped up, clearing him and grabbing the hat back.

“Ha!” She held it aloft in victory.

Bucky simple tugged it back, planted it on his head and offered his arm. “Even though you are being a brat, I’m still a gentleman.”

“A wise guy too.” She winked, taking his arm. It was all fun and games, they both knew by the time he was gone in the morning, she and Steve would be back on their routine with Erskine. She’d miss him, that was for sure.

“You’re really pretty tonight, Adds.” He smiled at her as they passed the bookstore she worked for.

“Why thank you.” She smiled, absolutely blushing. “So do you.”

“I’m not wearing a dress.”

“You know what I mean.” She elbowed him gently. Or- as gently as the serum would allow her. She couldn’t believe the amount of things she had to adjust to, dressing, eating, even walking. All of it was as if she had a new skin. And almost literally, she did. And yet, she could remember when she could run half-a-block without having to have another few hundred feet to slow down to a walk again. She wasn’t complaining…simply estranged with her past.

“Um, is that- Bucky, that’s Steve!” She tugged on his arm, catching his attention to the alley where Steve’s scrawny figure was trying to fight with another male, a boy for pete’s sake! Just a boy!

“Hey!” Bucky snatched the boy’s shirt and yanked him back, separating the sparring two. “Pick on someone your own size!”

Addie was about to kick the boy but when he turned on Bucky, the future Winter Soldier threw a haymaker into his jaw, knocking him sideways before finishing him off with a firm kick in the behind.

He was gone after that.

“You okay??” Addie helped Steve up who was looking rather disappointed.

“I had him on the ropes.” He panted, wiping the dirt from his forehead with a wince.

“Sometimes I think you like getting punched.” Bucky observed, kicking the trash can lid to the side that his smaller friend had tried to use as a shield.

Steve said nothing but sighed and straightened his jacket.

“How’d it start?” Addie touched his arm, her tone softer than Bucky’s.

“Bum was trashing the troops overseas.” Steve grumbled, brushing his sleeves. “I told him to shut up and show some respect, and then you guys find me here.”

“You did nothing wrong then.”

Steve looked up at her and then at Bucky’s uniform. “You get your orders?”

Bucky looked down then tilted his head. “The 107th. Shipping out for England first thing tomorrow.”

Addie knew he would be proud about the 107th. Steve’s father had fought in that squadron.

“I should be going with you.”

Both the more healthy knew he was growing more impatient the further the war drew on. And Addie couldn’t blame him, stuck in New York with all the soldiers going out to fight, it was almost humiliating.

“C’mon, you two.” Bucky swung his arms around the other’s shoulders. “It’s my last night! Lets make it count, huh?”

“Where we going?” Steve brushed his hair from his eyes as they walked down the alley.

“The Expo’s tonight!” Addie smiled.

“Look, I don’t know what the problem is. You two are about to have zero competition and from what I hear from Erskine, you just might be headed my way in a few weeks.”

“I just hope you kick Hitler in the balls.” Addie commented, gaining a snorting laugh from both of them.

“I’ll do that, Adds.” Bucky tickled behind her ear, making her snicker and dodge.

“Welcome to the Modern Marvels Pavilion and the World of Tomorrow. A greater world. A better world.” An announcer’s voice came over the loudspeaker high above the crowd’s head.

“Hey, it’s starting.” Addie tugged Steve’s hand as they wormed their way through the crowd, ending up a few yards from the stage.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” The lead chorus girl smiled brightly as the rest behind her pranced about. “Mr. Howard Stark!”

A man around his mid-thirties entered the stage, his expression that of a showman. And a playboy, mind you.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Stark began after the microphone was handed to him. “What if I told you that in just a few short years, your

automobile won't even have to touch the ground at all?” A rumble of excitement dripped through the crowd. “Yes. Thanks, Mandy. With Stark Gravitic Reversion Technology you'll be able to do just that.”

And with the throw of a lever, the red sporty car on the center of the stage, after having the wheels removed, the steel reversers powered up, lifting the car around two feet from the ground.

“Holy cow.” Bucky marveled next to Addie, astounded at the new technology.

“Nerd.” She grinned up at him.

“Butch.” He shot back with another devastating grin.

She rolled her eyes and looked to her left, unable to find Steve.

“Bucky, where’s Steve?”

Thank you for reading! Dividers by @strangergraphics

Original prompt by @the-superoriginal ~ written by yours truly, all relation to actual people are purely coincidental

Tag list: @fictionalmenjusthitdifferent ~ @oh-to-be-a-murderer ~ @thebestmerc-1 ~ @itzzkaylaaa ~ @twoarrsandonesea ~ @natt-romanoff - @proud-owner-0f-americas-ass - @crazyinlovewithmarvel

[queen-of-deans-booty]

The Things They Carried: Final Part

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.2k

Warnings: canon angst and violence, extra angst

Summary: Cole is back in Dean's life, not to kill him but to ask for his help. A worm is making its way through people and eventually through Cole, giving you the perfect opportunity to get the chaos you're craving.

Season Ten Masterlist

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Supernatural. All credit goes to their respective owners. I love seeing any and all comments <3

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There is a fireplace in the living room of the cabin that Dean wants to use to get it hot in here, but there is no wood available. The only wood available is out back in the shed.

"Go get some wood," Dean says to you.

"No. You're the one who wants to save him. You do it."

"Fuck, Y/N! There's no way I'm leaving you alone with him!"

"What, do you think I'm going to kill him?"

"Uh, yeah?"

"Dean, if I wanted him dead, he would be."

"Go get the wood," Cole says to Dean. "I'll be fine."

"Yeah, he'll be fine," you smirk.

Dean has no choice but to go a few yards away from the cabin where the shed is. As soon as he leaves the cabin, you stand up with a smirk. This is just what you are looking for. You rub your hands together and close your eyes to focus. When you open them, they're bright red with magic. You create a ball of red magic and shoot it outside the cabin into the darkness.

"What are you doing?" Cole asks.

"Bringing you something that will make you feel better." Less than five minutes later, a ragged-looking man walks into the cabin. His hair is long and tangled, he has an overgrown beard, his clothes are torn in most places, and he walks with a slight limp. You grab the man's shoulder and push him toward Cole who catches him before he can fall. "Kill him."

"Excuse me?"

"You're thirsty, right? I say skip a few steps and go right to the source you're craving. Kill him before I kill you."

"No, I'm not going to kill an innocent man!"

Your eyes shine bright red just as his eyes do. You're manipulating his mind without even lifting a finger. God, you love magic.

"I said kill him."

Cole grabs a knife from Dean's stash of weapons and turns to the man who is clearly scared. Cole tries to resist your magic but you're too powerful for even the toughest of minds. Dean walks in right as Cole raises the knife, and he drops every piece of wood he's holding.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

Dean runs over to Cole and grabs the knife from his hand, pushing him away. Cole knocks into the table and falls on his ass, and that's enough to break him out of his trance. Dean drops the knife and walks over to you with an angry look on his face.

"You're not doing this here." He grabs your shoulders in a tight grip and pulls you into him. "Not now. What the hell is the matter with you?"

You turn to look at the stranger who looks around in a confused daze. Your eyes shine red as does his, and he grabs the knife Dean dropped on the ground. He stabs himself in the neck where his carotid artery is, and he falls to the ground in a pool of his own blood. You push Dean away from you and grab his jaw as tightly as you can. He struggles to get out of your grip but you hold him close so he can't.

"Just because I'm legally married to you and you're the father of my children does not mean I won't hesitate to put a bullet through your head. That's strike two. Don't let it get to three."

You shove him away from you and go back to sitting on your fur throne. Dean rubs his jaw where your fingers just were, but he stays silent. He knows better not to challenge you right now. You look down at the dead man at your feet before looking at Cole. He's staring at the blood with a hunger he's trying to fight.

"You know, for whenever you're feeling thirsty," you smirk and cross your legs once again.

"Cole, don't do it. I got the wood. You're going to be okay."

Dean grabs pieces of wood and throws them into the fireplace. He grabs the kerosene, douses the wood, lights a match, and throws it on the wood. Dean's phone rings and he looks at you with tears in his eyes. He hates leaving you alone with Cole knowing what you just pulled but he has to take this call.

"I don't know how much more of this I can take, Sammy," Dean sniffles and turns so you don't see his tears.

"What happened?"

"She killed someone. She lured someone here with her magic and wanted Cole to kill him. She did it instead. She... How I can still pretend that she's my wife? I honestly don't know if she's past saving."

"We're going to get her back. You heard Cas. You're doing everything you can to help her."

"Yeah," Dean scoffs and wipes his tears away.

"How is Cole doing?"

"We're dehydrating him. Sweating out the worm. Everything has a weakness, right?"

Dean thinks about you and wonders if you have a weakness. You're not afraid of anything. You don't have emotions to make you afraid. Maybe it's not about targeting your feelings. Maybe it's about targeting your magic. All magic has a weakness. He has to figure out what it is.

"Yeah, if it works," Sam says, bringing Dean back.

"Do you have a better idea?"

"Yeah, l do, Dean. We know how to end this."

"Yeah, plan 'B' for 'bullet', but we're not quite there yet so just hold tight. How's Jemma?"

"She's barely holding on. Look, Dean, Kit is gonna come to and when l got here, it was bad."

"We're on the clock. I got it." Dean looks at Cole who is shaking from how hard he's fighting the urge to grab the dead man and drink his blood. "Hey, don't focus on that, man. You're doing great."

You get up and grab a water bottle from the bag. It's lukewarm but you use your magic to make it ice cold. You open it and take a swig, making sure to gasp in pleasure from the sensation.

"Damn, that is good water. Do you want some?" you ask and hold it out to Cole.

Dean slaps the water out of your hand and it goes flying across the room. Cole watches it hit the wall, and you smirk at Dean.

"My dad had something inside him, too, right?" Cole asks and looks up at Dean from his spot on the floor. "Do you think this is what he felt like when he turned?"

"Maybe. I mean, he was human before he was a monster."

"I get it. I get why you did it, Dean. My dad wasn't my dad anymore. If l go down that same road, I want you to do that to me, too."

"That road? That means giving up. If you think that's where you're headed, then you've got it ass-backward. You're gonna fight harder than you ever have. Do you understand me?"

You grab another bottle and drink some of it, making sure to tip your head back so Cole can watch the water go down your throat. His hand twitches and he immediately stands up. He walks past you, steps over the dead man, and sits down in a wooden chair.

"Dean, will you do me the honor of tying me to this chair?"

"Yeah."

Dean walks over to him and takes some rope out of his stash. As he's tying him up, Cole looks over at you and the water in your hands.

"Do it," you whisper, barely audible.

Cole punches Dean in the face and jumps up from his seat. He lunges for the water in your hands, and you all but hand it to him. Dean lunges for his friend and fights for the bottle of water. Cole gets a gulp before Dean is ripping the bottle away from him. He pushes Cole to the ground and takes out his gun.

"Come on. We both know you're not gonna do it," Cole laughs.

"You are gonna sweat this one through."

"I can't, Dean!"

"Yes, you can. Listen to me. Yes, you can. Think about your family, hmm? Your wife and your kid. Do you hear me?"

"I appreciate the talk, coach. Honestly, all l can think about is slicing your wrist and drinking you like a fountain. Guess that makes me a monster, doesn't it?"

"Don't make me pull this trigger," Dean begs.

"You want blood? Dean is right there. He's for the taking so take it," you say and step out of the way. "He won't shoot you. Right Dean?" You look at him and smirk. "You won't move a muscle."

"What are you--why can't I move? Y/N!"

Dean tries to move his legs to run but can't. He tries to move his arm to get the gun away from Cole but can't. Cole gets up on shaky legs and Dean starts struggling against your magic. Cole takes a step toward Dean but stops. He tips his head back and you and Dean can see the Kahn worm slide up his throat. Cole chokes and gags until he spits out the worm onto the floor. Knowing Cole is going to be fine, you release the hold you have on Dean, and he immediately stomps on the worm to kill it.

"Yay, everyone is saved," you say sarcastically and sit back on the fur chair. "Except for that guy."

"Are you okay?" Dean asks, choosing to ignore you for now.

"Yeah. Thank God. Thank you," Cole sighs in relief.

Dean pulls out his phone and calls Sam.

"Sammy, we did it. Cole's alright. Get Kit over here as soon as you can."

"It's too late."

"Awh, Kit died. Too bad for you," you say and get up.

Cole looks distraught at the news, and he looks at Dean to see if it's true. With one nod of his head, Cole buries his head in his hands and cries. Sam makes it back to the cabin where he and Dean start putting the tools and weapons back into the car. Cole, after having a moment to himself and after calling Jemma, joins them outside.

"Hey, Cole. Listen, for whatever it's worth, I really wish it hadn't ended this way," Sam sighs.

"Yeah, me too, Sam."

"Kit was going to kill her."

"I know. Jemma told me everything. A soldier goes crazy and attacks his wife. She had to kill him or at least that's the story that she's got to tell. I guess I've seen it all now."

"Some. Not all."

"I just want to go home and see my family. I want to thank you, Dean, for keeping me standing." He looks into the cabin through a window and sees you watching them. "You had some obstacles but you did alright."

"Don't worry about her. We'll deal with her. You take care of yourself, you hear?"

"I will but I still hope I don't see the three of you anymore. No offense."

"None taken," Sam chuckles.

Cole gets into his jeep and takes off down the road, and you leave the cabin to join the brothers' side. Sam sighs and slams the trunk closed.

"Don't blame yourself for Kit, man."

"I can't help it, Dean. It feels shitty."

"I know it does."

"I tried. I really did. I just couldn't save this one."

"You know, you can do everything right, and even still, sometimes the guy still dies." Dean looks at you and he sighs. "Start her up. I'll be right there."

Sam takes the keys and gets in the passenger seat while Dean walks over to you with angry eyes.

"Come on, Dean. What did you expect of me?" you chuckle.

"I don't know, Y/N. I don't know who you are anymore. In fact, I don't want you in my life until you're back to normal. What you did today was out of control. You are becoming what we hunt!"

You can't help but laugh at him. His bravery amuses you. You step closer to him so that your toes are touching, and you lose your smile to show him how serious you are.

"What are you going to do about it? What power do you have over me?"

Dean leans closer to you.

"I'm gonna find that cure and shove it down your throat."

"You do that and I'll still be soulless. I'll find those children of ours and skin them alive in front of you. Stop looking for the cure. I don't want it. It's you or them. Pick one."

You shove your shoulder into his shoulder as you walk past him toward the car. You slide into the back seat and put your headphones on, a clear sign that you don't want to talk to anyone. You put on the loudest song you own and stare out the window. Dean swallows down his fear that you'll hurt his children to spite him. He gets behind the wheel and starts the drive back to civilization.

"Hey, I might have found something on the cure for the Mark," Sam says after an hour of driving. Dean looks into the rearview mirror to see you with your headphones on and playing a game on your phone. "It could help."

"Sam, we have checked every website, okay? We've checked it twice. Sammy, when we work a case, there's always that point when we have to face the truth, right? Even if we don't like it. Well, the truth is there's no way around this. We saw what happened to Cain, okay? I'm not happy about it, but l have to move on." He looks at Sam with tears in his eyes. "I am begging you, Sam, okay? Please drop it. Please."

He'd never be able to live with himself if his children got hurt because of him.

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TDP Prisms 2024

Prompts from the 2024 TDP Prism Event.

Rating: T

Status: Complete

You'll Be Alright, No One Can Hurt You Now- Come Morning Light, You and I'll Be Safe and Sound: March 10-Twist. In the pits after over a year fruitlessly searching for Viren, Rayla makes a new friend.

I Wake With Your Memory Over Me; That's a Real Lastin' Legacy to Leave: March 17-Chains. Ezran desperately misses his dad and seeks his guidance for the first time since his death. Soren wonders how differently things would have gone if he'd been a mage. Viren prepares for his final moments, resolved to do something good for once in his life.

I Laid the Groundwork and Then, Just Like Clockwork, the Dominoes Cascaded in a Line: March 24-Dance. Desperate and terrified after the events of obtaining Aaravos's prison, Rayla makes a deal. And no matter how hard he tries to evade it, Callum and Aaravos's fates are intertwined.

Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye… You Were Bigger Than the Whole Sky: March 31-Strive. What Runaan thinks about in the dungeon and in the coin.

I Persist and Resist the Temptation to Ask You if One Thing Had Been Different, Would Everything Be Different Today?: April 7-Resist. Terry's not sure why he keeps running into the same Dark Mage in so little time, but he is sure that she's really pretty. And nice. And oh boy, he might be in trouble.

Hell Was the Journey, But it Brought Me Heaven: April 14-Reward. With Aaravos gone and peace possible, Callum has a choice to make. (It's not even a choice.)

I’ll Be Summer Sun for You Forever: April 21-Tomorrow. It's Sarai's birthday, and she's still not here. But Janai is.

The Dragon Prince AU's

A variety of AU's for the Dragon Prince, ranging from Canon Divergence to Modern Setting.

Highest Rating: M (for Graphic Depictions of Violence)

Status: Ongoing

living in winter, i am your summer (T): Each year, Callum and Ezran's family go to the Banther Lodge for the holidays. One year, they meet a girl, Rayla, and become fast friends and eventually lovers. But when Rayla mysteriously disappears, everything comes to a crashing halt and only resumes two winters later.

i never saw it coming, wouldn't have suspected it (T): What if Rayla didn't kiss Callum at the Midnight Desert? Not getting into a relationship, that's for sure. At least, not a real one. When Rayla thinks it's funny to play along when they're mistaken for a couple, everything spins way out of control way too quickly.

I'm Gonna Hold You Forever; The Wind Will Never Change on Us (M): After nearly two years since Rayla left, Callum finally gets a real lead. He manages to track her down to Scumport, not knowing she can't come home with him. So. Just how far would he go for her?

Don't Leave Me 'Til My Sorry Life Has Ceased (M): Finnegrin only needs one thing to control Callum, to have his very own personal dark mage. And he'll do anything to keep her safe-- however dangerous, however vile. Or, a loose rayllum Daedalus AU

i was scared of pretty boys and starting conversations (T): Soren goes to Camp Katolis as a child to make friends, but quickly meets someone who's not exactly that... [Collab with @sagegreenfrogs]

TDP Between Canon

In-between moments that canon didn't show

Highest Rating: M

Status: Ongoing

For a Moment I Forget Just How Dark and Cold It Gets (T): After narrowly escaping the Banther Lodge, Rayla sustained injuries from her not-really-a-fight with General Amaya, so Callum fixes her up. For practical, mission-related purposes, of course.

make the friendship bracelets, take the moment and taste it (G): Ezran finds out Rayla's never had a stuffed animal, and that just can't be allowed to continue.

say a solemn prayer, place a poppy in my hair (T): Fresh to the Standing Battalion, after a reckless injury, Commander Gren cuts Amaya's hair, and her him in return. Maybe she'll be okay, after all.

when the sky turns to grey and there's nothing to say... at the end of the day, i choose you (T): When Callum clears out Viren’s office, he finds a stuffed animal of Soren's. It's time for him to pass it on.

let's believe we have control, our grip is weaker than we know (T): Rayla won't kill him. Callum knows this. There's one more person he can ask, though. And he knows, too.

his hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room, and his voice is a familiar sound (T): It's really just a short break they intend to take. They surely can't help it if "relaxing" turns to "kissing."

I Had This Feeling as I Was Falling (T): Callum and Rayla are the only ones who can save each other. The only ones they'll let save each other.

The World Falls Away… And It’s Only Us (M): Callum and Rayla clean up together after their first time at the Starscraper.

put your feet in the river, and swim (T): After leaving Callum at the Moon Nexus, Rayla writes a letter to his future wife.

Snake Boi Callum Week 2.0 - When Does A Man Become A Monster?

Prompts from 2024's Snake Boi Callum Week.

Rating: T

Status: Complete

I Am Your Darkest Moment: May 12th-Prince/Choices. Finnegrin gets his karma at Callum's hands.

How Much Longer 'Til the Snake Breaks Free?: May 13th-Snakes/Power. Ezran discovers what Callum did as Finnegrin's prisoner.

I'll Become the Monster, Like None They've Ever Known: May 14th-High Mage/But Rayla Was In Trouble/Mirrors/Magic. When there are complications with Rayla's pregnancy, Callum makes sure that she and their child survive. It's surprisingly--terrifyingly--easy.

Brace For a Storm, the Likes of Which We’ve Never Seen Before: May 15th-As the Ocean Is Deep. Callum knows that the ocean is terrifying. And with that terror can come freedom. Not for him, though.

Close Your Heart, the World is Dark and Ruthlessness is Mercy: May 16th-Ruthlessness. After Aaravos and Viren are gone for good, Claudia's fate remains undetermined, and Callum once again has to make a choice he never thought he'd have to make.

I’d Rather Bleed For You, Down On My Knees For You: May 17th-You Mean Everything To Me. Callum knows Ezran won't approve of him and Rayla going to the Starscraper to free her parents, and he suddenly understands where Rayla was coming from those two years ago...

The Blood On Your Hands Is Something You Won’t Lose… All You Can Choose Is Whose: May 18th-Darkness/Light. It took a while for Rayla to finally talk about the two years she was gone, about everyone who hurt her. Callum makes sure they'll never hurt her again.

Rayllum Month 2024 - i'm gonna marry him if he keeps all this up... i might just be in love

A series of unrelated (unless otherwise stated) one-shots using the prompts from Rayllum Month 2024!

Rating: T

Status: Complete

i’ll always think of you, i’ll love you ’til the end of time: July 1st-Thinking of You Under Every Full Moon. Callum can't stop thinking about Rayla, and he shouldn't be expected to. The full moons are the worst.

i'll keep you close, give you the most: July 3rd-Stay With Me/Don’t Leave Me. Callum and Rayla are idiots, but there are some things that they just don't joke about. Staying is one of them.

he's got hands that make hell seem cold: July 5th-Hands/Touch-starved. Rayla's always been an affectionate person. That's why having Stella was nice, especially when the loneliness got bad. But even a cuddlemonkey can't make up for human contact, can't make up for the love always right at her fingertips that she could never return to. Until she doesn't have to.

white flowers and love letters, you say i'm yours forever: July 7th-Flowers. On their way to the Starscraper, Rayla finds some interesting flowers.

you know i still love you, babe: July 9th-“I Still Love You”–Reconciliation. Rayla and Callum are both edge-frazzled the night before they set off to the Starscraper. They suppose it's just the catalyst for their long-awaited Big Feelings Time.

i'm sorry that i couldn't always be your teenage dream: July 11th-Dream/Nightmare. Callum has a nightmare, and Rayla has a dream. Part of love is sharing in both the other's misery and their happiness.

'cause you said forever, now i drive alone past your street: July 13th-Promise. Callum writes lots of letters in Rayla's absence. He just wants her back, and he won't be mad, he'll just love her... In a world of unknowns, that's all he can promise.

i miss the way he kisses and the way he made me laugh: July 15th-Second First Kiss. All Rayla could think about since getting back was Callum. Finally holding him again, kissing him... The time is just never right. But a watched pot never boils.

what a mesmerizing, paralyzing, messed-up little thrill: July 17th-A Prince and His Princess. Callum and Rayla didn't exactly realize what the consequences of staying in an inn together would entail. But the other is a package deal, and they're worth too much to let a scandal bother them.

i try to rationalize, "people are people," but it's like you're made of angel dust: July 19th-Magic. Four (4) times Callum does magic for Rayla, and one (1) time she does magic for him.

i guess love is never logical: July 21st-An Outside Perspective. Tiadrin is used to adapting quickly, used to non-stop pressure. She's a Dragonguard, after all. But her daughter and the human boy she's far too fond of might just be the hardest thing she'll have to adapt to.

all i ever wanted was to be enough for you: July 23rd-“I Don’t Deserve You”/“You Deserve Everything”. Callum was just supposed to fix her cloak, keep it intact and her warm until he could get her a more permanent one. But he'll be permanent, too, and last far longer and patch her up much more than any coat. Warmer, too.

even after all this, you're still everything to me: July 25th-You’re the Moon In My Sky. Rayla has a fear of falling, even after Callum keeps catching her. But when that fear finally dissipates, when it sinks in that he always will, it's too late.

Sorvus Week 2024

A few works for Sorvus Week 2024.

Highest Rating: E

Status: Complete

all his defenses gone, and so like a child again (T): 11/25-Crownguard. Following their escape from the Sunfire rebel camp in aidelytm(widf), Soren and Corvus return to New Aurea.

a boy, a man, a lover, a fool, a soldier, a hero (E): 11/28-Matching Scars. Corvus asks how Soren got his scar.

you’re restless, i’m quiet, each glance is a question (T): 11/29-Tree Guy. Soren takes Corvus on an outing.

we'll have our forever, or whatever is left (T): 11/26: Hearts of Cinder + 11/30: A Good Man With a Big Heart. During the trip from Katolis to New Aurea, Soren finally unloads.

Season 6 Speculation

Stuff I think will happen in Season Six or just WANT to happen and so I make it happen.

Rating: T

Status: Complete

Red Blood, White Snow: Rayla gets seriously injured at the Starscraper after putting herself in danger yet again, and Callum must rush to get her help.

The Stakes Are High, The Water's Rough: When Callum and Rayla get into a skirmish on their way to the Starscraper, Callum does the unthinkable.

you drew stars around my scars: At the Starscraper, Callum finds out Rayla's been hiding a secret of her own. All he can do now is kiss it better and promise to be there.

the best of us can find happiness in misery: Rayla finds her mother's weapon in the Storm Spire on the way to the Starscraper. In trying to figure out what happened, she and Callum both get some answers.

all's well that ends well to end up with you: 5 times Corvus tried to hug Soren, and the 1 time he did. [Collab with @sagegreenfrogs!]

out of the darkness we can shine; TDP S7

Things I either want to or think will happen in season 7 of The Dragon Prince.

Highest Rating: E

Status: Ongoing

and i don't even like you that much... wait, i do (fuck) (T): Soren shouldn't be focusing on Corvus, not with the world about to end. But he can't help it. [Collab with @sagegreenfrogs!]

will i wake tomorrow from this nightmare? (M): Claudia has accepted that she can't bring her dad back. But she can talk to him, and all she needs to do it is the blood of a Moonshadow elf.

love heals when pain's too much to bear (T): Callum helps Rayla heal--in more ways than one--after her run-in with Claudia. [Sequel to #2!]

it's so quiet in the world tonight (T): Callum and Ezran through the years. Through thick and thin. Through the unthinkable. [Collab with @chocolatecake47!]

exile (T): Things weren't supposed to get worse. They were supposed to get a happy ending, Rayla especially. Sources knew she deserved it.

apple pie (E): In an au where Astrid arrives at the Silvergrove the following morning, Callum and Rayla spend intimate time together under the stars.

Future Thoughts

The future of the Dragang, the Pentarchy, and Xadia.

Rating: T

Status: Ongoing

the night you danced like you knew our lives would never be the same: Callum hasn't let Rayla go far from his side since the Starscraper, and especially not weeks later on their wedding night. But he supposes he can manage to let her go to dance with Ezran.

the devil's in the details, but you got a friend in me: Rayla's relationship with all four of her parents after their de-coining is… rough, to say the least. They're not her family; Callum and Ezran and Soren are. And so she wants the Crownguard to walk her down the aisle.

the taste of your lips is my idea of luxury: On the night of Callum’s eighteenth birthday, the first one he's had with Rayla, she has some birthday kisses to make up for (sixty-six, to be exact).

I'll Do Whatever It Takes (i'll make a million mistakes): Callum didn't remember much about his own father's disease. But he gets to learn all about it with his own son's- and this time, he can do something about it. However dangerous, however vile.

Other Tumblr-exclusive drabbles

Various ficlets my brain whipped up.

Highest Rating: E

Status: Ongoing (indefinitely)

for once, the shadows gave way to light (G): Stella decides to do something about Rayla and Callum's beating around the massive bush of their feelings for each other.

it happened so fast and suddenly the only thing i saw was you (T): Callum can't help but be sad when he doesn't have an excuse to cuddle Rayla at night anymore when they reach the Starscraper. But maybe they don't need an excuse.

i scratch your head, you fall asleep (T): Rayla sings Callum to sleep at the Moon Nexus.

i'm grateful you're my daughter more than anything (T): Post 6x09, Runaan finds Rayla as she takes care of Callum. She's changed, and he couldn't be a prouder father.

make a new excuse, another stupid reason (G): Callum goes on the hunt for his comically large block of ice.

borrow the moonlight until it is through (T): Callum and Rayla make out in the library at the Moon Nexus.

when you aim at the devil, make sure you don't miss (E): Crack.

Rick Riordan-Verse

he has the kind of love for her that you and i once had (T): Hera won't allow Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase to marry. Aphrodite takes matters into her own hands.

Six of Crows

i see your fingerprints around my soul (T): The first time Inej returns to Ketterdam, she has decided that something must change.

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Living Weapon Whumpee *BONUS* Scene part 17

Warnings: forced living weapon/fighter, aftermath of being a weapon/semi-retired weapon, lost family, fractured memories, rejection, backed into a corner confrontation

She was in love with the murderous beast who slaughtered whole towns of innocents, who had taken countless lives.

Her legs felt weak, trembling hard, and she turned her head away from Whumpee's hand, couldn't bear to look at him any longer. The guilt gnawed away at her, knowing she contributed to creating the mangled freak before her. But Whumpee's hand followed her, still so gentle despite the power Miranda knew lay dormant within him, a slumbering creature of death.

She didn't realize she was crying until Whumpee brushed away a stray tear. She didn't know if it came from fear, grief, or guilt, but something hurt inside her, hurt so bad she wanted to curl up and die.

Miranda's breaths were stuttering and shaky as her gaze flicked back to Whumpee's face, finding it twisted with anguish and sadness, his own eyes watering with pain.

"I am sorry for leaving you," Whumpee breathed softly, words packed with emotion. "I am sorry for letting Leader turn me into Weapon. Sorry I let you down. Sorry that the blood on my hands has forever altered how you will see me. And I'm sorry, for... for being unlovable." His voice ended in a broken whisper, as his hand fell back to his side.

"I came here to... I just wanted to see you one more time," he confessed quietly. "Because I know we've both changed over the years, and I... don't blame you for being afraid, for not wanting me anymore, especially after all I've done. Leader may have used me in war, but I was still the one who wielded the weapons that murdered children. I am to blame for every one of those innocent lives lost." His voice cracked.

"I know you probably want to move on and live a normal life, and there was a time when I would have done anything to give you that, anything you asked of me I would move mountains to make happen. But... after everything that's happened... I can't give you that anymore." Whumpee bowed his head, a choked sound escaping him. "I can't undo what's been done, no matter how much I wish it. I will be broken forever, and I could only give you half of my ruined heart now to give you my all, and... you deserve more than that."

He took a step back, not trapping Miranda against the wall anymore. "I understand why you would want to run away from me, and... I respect your choice to leave me, if you choose to. If you want to never see me again... I will make that happen too. Like I always used to do. Move mountains to make you feel safe, even if 'safe'... is anywhere away from me.”

It took visible effort for Whumpee to back away further, giving Miranda some space.

Miranda let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding, wiping away another scared tear with the sleeve of her shirt before mustering the courage to speak.

"I... I read the file on you," she whispered shakily. "Was it all true? What they did to you? All the experiments..."

Whumpee flinched before he could stop himself, but nodded. "Yes... it's true. They... changed me to make me this way. I didn't have a choice."

Miranda stayed rooted to the spot, processing everything, aligning what she'd learned from the file with who she was seeing in person. Her eyes trailed to his neck, where a long, thin scar wrapped around his throat like a pale white collar -- she'd seen the picture it went with, of surgeons opening his neck to take notes on airway improvements from the injections and see how they were altering it.

And another faded scar she spotted on his leg, too clean and precise to be a battle wound -- that one she'd seen on the page about checking bone density enhancements. He was like a piece of patchwork, flesh held together by scar tissue alone. And even the way he carried himself had changed; he looked weary and… broken. Defeated.

When Miranda didn't respond, Whumpee turned and headed for the door, shoulders sagging.

"I'm not sure how I feel about all this yet," Miranda suddenly called after him. "But... I'll let you know when I figure it out."

Whumpee nodded solemnly, and then he was gone, leaving Miranda alone, who sank to the floor and cried shortly after.

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Will- Dating Him

We didn't really have a first date, unless you class Ella falling over at the park and me taking her to Med to get looked at.

It's been a couple months since then, Will and I have been on a few dates and he asked me to be his girlfriend not to long ago. I haven't met many of their friends yet but today Ella and I are going to Mollys with Will for some food and a few drinks. We will also be staying the night Wills house, this will be the first time both of us will have stayed over. In the passed I've had Will over but he has always left before Ella has woken up, so fingers crossed she will be ok.

"Momma when we going. I hungy"

"I know baby. We're going in a little bit. Go and pack the bag upstairs with toys you want to bring, but don't pack to much we're only stopping one night"

"Seepover!" she yells making me chuckle at her as she runs off up to her room to pack some bits and bobs.

Once ready we head over to Will's. I turn my car off and help Ella out of her seat. Just as her feet touch the floor the door opens and Ella runs over to Will to give him a hug. I take out her overnight bag and walk over to my boyfriend who's now got

Ella on his hip

"Can we have food now I'm starving"

"Do I not feed you enough?" I chuckle greeting Will with a kiss

"We're going now, I thought we could walk"

"But my legs will drop off" Ella dramatically throws her arms in the air

"I think you'll be ok because I've bought your pushchair just in case. Let's just pop this inside and we can make our way"

We arrive not long later and greet Jay who is already nursing a beer

"Ok baby listen, there's going to be a lot of people her. Luckily most of them will be first responders, but if you get worried or scared you need to tell me ok?"

"Ok but momma, you forgot something"

"What's that?" I place my hands on my hips and raise an eyebrow

" I'm big girl and I don't get scared"

"Is that right? So you didn't come into my bed last night because you thought there was a monster under your bed?"

"Momma I was keeping you safe" she says hitting her head and shaking it. I laugh at her. She can be so funny sometimes

"Hey guys what are you having?" Herrmann asks as we make our way to the bar

"I'll have a gin and tonic please. What do you want?" I ask Ella

"Errrrm" she makes a thinking face " oh I know orange juice pwease. Also can I have food because momma hasn't feed me since dinner time"

"We can't have you hungry now can we. How about some pizza?" I watch as Ella's eyes light up with excitement she nods her head quickly "ok. Go and sit down and I'll bring you your drinks and food"

"Thank you Herrmann" Will says taking my hand and lead me and and Ella ever to a table where Jay was at

"Hi Jay" she says climbing up on to the chair next to him

"Hey Ella how was preschool?" He asks, bad move. Ella is now going to talk his head off

"Ugh well..."

As the evening goes on we meet more people and Ella has basically made everyone her best friend, especially Jays girlfriend Erin. Ella soon falls asleep, but not wanting to leave just yet I let her sleep in her pushchair

"How have you done this for 3 years on your own? I don't think I could cope" Erin says looking at the sleeping child

"I didn't really have a choice. I got pregnant then my ex broke up with me after cheating on me. When my parents found out they told me to never come home. I was living with my friend Jade over in New York before I managed to get a job, then I had to move here for said job because Jade couldn't cope with me and a baby" I shrug "I have had days when I needed a break but I just head to get over it. Ella has and always will come first"

"Anytime you need someone to come over just text or ring" I smile at Jay thanking him

"Something you'll learn very quickly is that we're a family. All of us. No matter when, or what time you phone someone if you need help" Erin says before sipping her drink

"Thanks. It means a lot" I smile at Will, Jay and Erin.