#ill be watching on as long as i can but im 6 hours ahead so ill probably disappear a little way through

[ftmcollective]

not american but wishing everyone luck for todays election :)

[tlouadditc]

roommate!ellie x f!reader [cont.]

WARNINGS: smut, 18+ ONLY, switch!reader, switch!ellie, reader is an anxious and shy ass bitch, strap on usage, ellie has a potty mouth [LMAOOO], degradation, praise, pet names [mostly baby and princess again], oral [e receiving], fingering [e receiving], a bit of dumbification and dacryphilia if u squint

word count: 1.7k, rating: MATURE

a/n: thanks for 300+ likes on the 1st part!! i hope u guys enjoy, im working on my writing so pls lmk if anything is confusing/weird, lmk 😭 enjoy! + this is not proofread sorry

she flashed a small smile before saying, "i'm okay, baby. get some rest." before you could protest, she got up and planted a kiss on your forehead. "let's get you to bed, princess."

the next day was awkward as hell. you don't know why, but you felt like you shouldn't talk to ellie at all that next day. maybe it was your fear of her getting randomly disgusted. maybe scared she'll bring it up and use it against you. she wasn't like that.. but your fear still made you ignore any unnecessary contact.

halfway through the day, your phone buzzes in your pocket. you check, and you see it's ellie. you nervously open it;

ellie: u okay? why rnt u talking to me?

you sigh, not wanting to scare her away. you quickly type:

you: im sorry, busy day :((

ellie: busy? maybe i can help you again, princess

that name again. maybe she still wanted this, you think. you exhale deeply before texting back:

you: movie night tonite?? ill be home by 6 :o

ellie: those lil emojis r too cute.. also hell yea!

you smile before hearting the message and putting your phone away. you're just overthinking again. everything is good.

------------------------------------------------------------

you finally finish your last class of the day, quickly packing your stuff and prepare to walk to your dorm. suddenly, your phone buzzes. it's ellie again.

ellie: outside! :))

confused, you walked outside to see ellie in her car, waiting for you. you happily walked [practically ran] to the passenger side.

"els!" you say, putting your bags down while looking at her with a big smile on your face. "you didn't have to."

"i wanted to." she said, just as happy as you. "don't want my princess walking home when i can pick you up."

she chuckles when she sees your face heat up, starting to pull off. "so," she begins, "what movie you wanna watch tonight?"

you think, long and hard, before answering, "a horror movie!"

she nods in approval before asking, "any movie in particular?" you shake your head and she says, "good, because i have a movie already; hereditary."

you slightly cringe. "sounds scary." no response from her, just a smirk. you take this as a moment to study her look her hair is down, meeting her shoulders, her lips slightly chapped, but still looking as soft as a pillow, her eyes attentive on the road ahead of her, her arms slightly muscular and defined in the sunset. as you take in all of her features, she glances over and smugly mutters, "like what you see?"

you snap yourself out of your trance, sitting up in your seat. "sorry," you mumble, making her laugh again. "don't be sorry," she replies, "when you're in those cute little skirts, i do the same."

your face flushes again, but before you could answer, you realize you're at the dorms and ellie's shutting the drivers door. jumping out the car and walking up to ellie, you utter, "thank you, els," and begin walking with her.

getting into the dorm, you quickly walk to your room. "ill order pizza," ellie yells, "be ready in an hour!" you were gonna yell out, "for what?", until you remember your movie night. "okay!" you yell, gathering clothes to freshen up.

in the shower, all you can think about is how tonight could play out. could you just watch the movie and never talk about what happened last night? would it happen again? would she completely reject you? it was too much to think about, too much to worry about. you wore your usual lounge outfit- shorts and an oversized shirt- and let your hair airdry.

walking out of the bathroom, you see the living room set up for your movie night [or date at this point]. "fancy set up," you utter, coming around to sit by ellie. "well, i wanted to make tonight special." for what? you want to ask, but you ultimately decide to not question it.

the movie starts, you're both eating pizza and actually paying attention. you can swear you feel ellie's eyes falling onto your bare thighs, but you ignore it. let her make a move, you tell yourself. don't wanna embarrass yourself.

as the movie goes on, you slowly lay onto her and get closer, feeling her wrap her arms around your waist. if you're honest, you can't even pay attention to the movie anymore; your body craves more of her touch, just how she did it last night. you whimper, getting flashbacks of her fingering you into oblivion.

"you alright, princess?" ellie asks, concerned tone, "movie's too scary?" you gulp, glancing up at her before shaking your head slightly and laying back down on her shoulder.

everything's becoming overstimulating; the rhythm of her breathing, the warmth of her fingertips under your shirt and on your waist, rubbing up and down- you need something. crossing your legs and rubbing them together, you create friction to stop the throbbing in your core. you can feel ellie move her hand from your waist onto your thigh, making your breath hitch. you let out a quiet mewl as she moves her hand to your inner thigh, spreading your legs. she slowly moves her hand closer and closer to your cunt. "ellie," you silently whimper, breathing heavily under her touch. you hear her groan and whisper, "fuck this movie."

you turn your head to face her. she crashes her lips onto yours, passionately kissing you while cupping your core with her hand. your hips buck up, attempting to get any sort of pleasure. she smirks in the kiss, pulling back to say, "be patient, baby, i promise i'll make you feel good." you slowly move your hand over her crotch, palming at her soaked heat. "m'not letting you neglect yourself again," you say, locking eyes with her. "let me help you."

you kneel in front of her, small smile on your face. she hesitates before sitting back and helping you remove her shorts. the way you gaze at the glistening wet spot on her boxers makes her look away in shame. "it's okay," you reassure, making her bright red face look back at you as you slowly peel them off her body. her pussy is glistening with slick, puffy red lips hiding her swollen clit. you only do one touch and she's slightly squirming, gripping onto the couch for support. light touches on her dripping slit turn into your pointer finger stimulating her bud as you tease another into her sopping wet hole. she throws an arm across her face, attempting to muffle her whines. "am i doing good?" you ask, looking up with doe eyes. all she can do is nod before you fully extend your finger in her cunt. "god- so good, b-baby," she breathes, trying to keep her composure. without warning, you pump the finger in and out, filling the room with obscene sounds. kitten licks are applied to her swollen bud, making her moan your name with her head tilted back.

"m'gonna- fuck- cum all over your face, p-princess," she practically sobs, bringing a hand down to push you further into her pussy. you speed up, letting her take control of your head, as her heat squeezes around your finger and soaks the bottom half of your face.

both of you are catching your breath, completely fucked out. removing your finger, you pop it into your mouth, watching ellie's eyes lock onto your mouth. "you... you dirty slut," she mutters, getting up from the couch. you worriedly watch as she walks to her room, rummaging in a drawer. you start to freak out, thinking you did something wrong. you hear something.. buckling. you think she's leaving until she walks out something on:

a strap.

"get on the sofa," she demands, looking down at you with hungry eyes. you get up, and sit on the sofa, waiting for the next command. "so obedient for some cock, huh?" she teases, leaning down and slightly pulling at your waistband, signaling for you to take them off. you comply and she pulls your legs up, making you lay on your back with your legs thrown over her shoulders. she runs her hand over your heat, collecting slick and applies it to the strap. "you ready?" she asks, genuinely this time. you slightly nod, nervous about how she's gonna fuck you with this thing.

"such a pretty little cunt," she coos, slowly inserting the entire strap into you. the painful sensation causes you to let out a loud sob, making her shush you lightly and whisper, "i know, i got you, angel." once you adjust and she wipes your tears, she moves out slowly. "you okay?" she asks, keeping her eyes on your face as she moves. you nod, whimpering when the tip hits your cervix slightly. "i'm gonna go a little faster, okay?" she speeds up, just enough to make your mind go blank as you keep your eyes on her.

her calloused hands hold onto your hips, keeping you in place. she can feel herself getting wetter by the second just from seeing how fucked out you look, eyes rolling into the back of your head. "mm, going dumb on me, slut?" she utters, a stupid smirk on her face. you're unable to make sentences as you moan her name. all you can do is whimper and babble about how good it feels. "so pathetic," she'd breathe, "can't even speak properly from my cock." she speeds up, adding a thumb on your clit, making you go crazy. "m' so close," you cry out, eyes tearing up from how good it feels. she looks down, breathing heavy, before she says:

"go ahead, princess, cum on my cock like the slut you are."

your walls convulse around the strap, legs shaking while ellie continues to pump into you and talk you through your orgasm.

"go ahead, baby, just like that." she caresses your face and plants small, soft kisses as you come down from your high. "i got you."

after you completely recover from your orgasm, she slowly removes her cock from your cunt and goes to get things to clean you up. when she comes back, the strap is off and she has towels and some water. "you okay, angel? did i go too hard?" you shake your head and utter, "no, no, it- you were perfect." her face flushes as she helps you clean up.

as you guys cuddle, you have the urge to ask her the daunting question; what are we? you guys just started this, but you don't wanna just be a fuckbuddy.. but is now the time to ask?

[to be continued >:^) hope u guys enjoyed this long ass smut JESUS!]

[delillilah]

After Practice

September 11th, 2021

5:23pm

Luke had partied a little to hard for his 18th, so he’s been bed ridden at home since yesterday, Anna went home this morning but he just told her to go back to school and mom has been taking care of him.

She had no classes or practice today, which led her to stroll around campus and down some streets, eventually finding herself at the library where she decided to sit and relax.

All was peaceful until loud whispers were coming from the door and grew louder and louder until they were right next to her. What she wasn’t expecting was to turn her head and see Ethan, mark and two people she didn’t recognize. “Yo- it’s Hughesy’s sister” Ethan gasps and moves to sit at her table, Ethan and other two following in suit.

“Hello Ethan, mark.. and two people I don’t know” she chuckles but her smile was mainly due to the fact mark sat next to her.

Something she hadn’t felt in a long time, butterflies.

“That’s dukers and samo ”

“Dylan duke” the one known as dukers smiles.

“Mackie samoskevich” the other replies and she introduces herself.

“You doing anything at 6?” He asks quietly as the other boys were now off in their own worlds.

“Nope, maybe watch a movie, or go for a skate”

“Could I accompany you on this skate? Teams going to a party after a practice and I don’t want to”

“Yea of course, Im going to the one in canton, that alright?”

“mmmm have you ever skated at yost”

“No? Do they do public skates?”

“Well no, but I have a pass where during certain hours I can go skate, do you wanna go there?”

“Yea that sounds fun-”

“Hey! Estapa let’s go” Dylan calls from a few feet away. They didn’t realize the three were up and moving away, make glanced at his watch and started to stand up while she raised an eyebrow at him.

“Practice, I’ll text you when I’m done okay, if you don’t mind meeting me there”

“Yea I’ll meet you there, see ya later mark”

“Bye Anna”

She smiles when he walked away, her brothers would have a field day if they saw the way she was blushing right now. So that’s why she waited to get back to her dorm to face time Quinn.

“Hey Q-Ball” she says when the call goes thru, making him roll his eyes playfully to which he replies “You hang out with Jack to much”

“Actually the opposite, he’s the sibling I hang out the least with” she realizes, making her eyebrows furrow.

“Yea, your both really busy, but devils are playing Detroit soon so you should do something, without Luke”

Quinn has pretty much made it a job to make sure all siblings get along at all times, especially Annabelle and Jack since they had a rocky relationship through her ages 5-13, 7-15 in jacks ages.

“Quinn, we aren’t fighting. I know you care a lot but we are good now” she smiles and begins to look around her closet.

“I know, but moving on, what are you up to? Looking for something?”

“Yea my.. haha! Got them. Oh yea I was looking for my skates- roller skates. There are some nice paths around campus” She lied, it was ice skates she was looking for.

“Oh you should go down near the golf course, much emptier I walked there all the time”

“will do, but i gotta get going so ill call you again in a bit?”

“No, call Jack when you get a minute” He orders, she sighs and decides to agree just to hey him off her back. “Will do, bye Quinn”

“Bye Annie”

She put on a knit sweater, leggings and some crew socks then slipped on a pair of boots, most likely the blundstones she wears everywhere. Then waits for the text from mark that arrived less then 2 minutes later.

Mark! 🌷

All done

You can come whenever

Anna! 🎀

Be there in 5 :)

It took a little longer due to after class traffic but she’s a fast walker, she walked into the arena with her bag slung over her shoulder and a pink tint to her cheeks from the cold wind.

“Cold?” She hears ahead of her, that voice belonging to the one and only mark Estapa who stands in skates and a hoodie with sweats.

“Just a little” she says quietly and sits on the bench, taking off her boots to replace with skates.

“Ready?” She turns and asks him with a smile, to which he stands and they walk side by side onto the rink.

[agoracactus]

Pt. 9.5 - The Blood Mage

so im here to explain what happened after reader left Geralt, but it gets pretty dark (see warnings), if u dont wanna read it but still wanna know what happened, ill do a family friendly summary at the very end, scroll and look for this ▲△▲△▲△ dividing line

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.4.5 Pt.5 Pt.6 Pt.7 Pt.8 Pt.9

Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x reader

Word Count: 4110 - summary excluded

Warnings: besides the standards, blood, gore, indication of sacrificial ritual against children (yes im a monster)

Tag list: @theojuicee @ayamenimthiriel @imthesnowinthedark @distinguishedkryptonitecreator

§

You stood there, watching him disappeared into the woods, cold air wrapping tightly around your body.

Was it getting cold? Or was it your blood drawing away from the surface of your skin, wanted to crawl inside and hide there and never come out?

When you realized it, you were already walking away. Tears blurring your sight, hitched breaths blocking your hearing, you stumbled forward, don’t know where you’re going--- you just wanted to get out, you had to.

You tripped and fell, and you just lay there, panting from the emotion that’s gripping your chest.

How could he say such things? You cared about him so much, yet he returned it with sharp blades of words. Manipulating him? How dare he? You were merely helping, trying to steer him away from the tragic events that would happen to him! Did he ever say ‘thank you’ for your effort of trying? No. He complained. He Accused you for being a ‘jinx’.

You sat up. The darkness had already crept in in between the trees. You wiped your eyes with the back of your hand, the shock and the sadness faded into anger. You stood up.

Fine, you’re leaving. You don’t need him anyway. You could go back to Yen, she would take you in. You would live a way better life than before- Hell, you don’t even need Yen. You can take care of yourself. You will go on your own adventure and perhaps meet someone better than that stupid, stubborn asshole.

You didn’t know how long you’ve been walking, or where were you walking to. It was dark everywhere, and your human eyes could barely made out anything- probably even less than what you usually could due to your now puffy eyes.

You started to hear the different sound of the night forest, the cracking of the dry twigs, the chirping of what you assumed of the crickets, the rustling of the trees, and perhaps the howling of some wolves far away.

Suddenly, a scream pierced through the darkness of the forest.

You tensed up, ready to run if any danger come towards you.

“HELP!”

You heard it loud and clear. You quickly drew out your shotgun, ran to the source of the sound.

It wasn’t hard to locate where you should go, there was a faint glow not so far away in the woods. As you were getting closer, you saw a circle of glyphs giving out a brown-ish red glow, in the center lay a shape that seemed to be a body of a child. Beyond the circle, not too far away, was a ghoul.

“Help me! Help!” Someone up in the tree shouted desperately, seeing you appeared from the dark. You stopped in the circle of glyphs, aimed the shotgun at the ghoul that was growling up at the poor man and pulled the trigger.

The ghoul took a few shot before it went down and stopped moving completely.

“Are you ok?” you poked the dead ghoul with the gun barrel to make sure it’s really dead, and said to the man, “You can come down now, it’s dead.” “Oh thank you kind stranger!” the man swiftly climbed down, he was wearing a cloak with dark stains at the bottom edge. “I would have been dead if not for you, I owe you my life!” “What happened here?” you asked, stepped into the circle once again to check the pulse of the child. You noticed the boy had several cuts on his arms and legs, and a mark of branding on the inside of his wrist that you couldn’t quite make out the design with the dim light from the glyphs.

“...Fascinating...” You heard the man gasped in awe. “Hm?” gotten distracted from inspecting the branding further more, the thought slipped from your mind, “The kid is dead.” you stood up. “Yes yes, poor child. His parents brought him to me for treatments, but the monster showed up. I tried to put up a protection sphere for him but he’s badly wounded...” the man lowered his head with remorse. “You’re a healer?” you stepped out of the circle. The man glanced at your feet and the glyphs, “I’m a worshiper of the arcane, a student in the knowledge of unknown.” he bowed his head slightly, “Sadon Olbrecht, at your service.” “Y/n.” you replied, found yourself having some trouble trusting him, but couldn’t put your finger on it.

“What a lovely name! And what brought you here deep in the woods in such late hours?” “Um, well, I um, lost.” you avoided the eye contact, remembering the reason why you were deep in the woods late at night. “Oh I live near by! You are more than welcome to come stay overnight, and I can show you the way to the highway tomorrow!” he lit a lantern--- that came out of nowhere. “It’s this way!” he lift up the lantern to see better ahead. “...” you took a look back at the direction you assumed you came from--- it’s too dark to tell--- “Sure. Lead the way.”

It didn’t take long before you saw that stone made house. “Here we are!” Sadon picked up the pace, “We don’t have much, but it’s our humble home.” “We?” you glanced at the dark windows. “Yes. Come come!” he quickly pushed open the wooden door. You hesitated, one hand reached back and clutched on the pistol.

You stepped in. It was dark, the smell of decay and dampness rushed into your nostril. “Sadon?” you couldn’t see anything. Something wasn’t right. You turned, wanted to walk back out.

Then a heavy strike hit you in the back of your head. You fell unconscious.

§

It was cold, dark, humid, stank of dirt and mold.

And blood.

So much blood.

Fresh, not fresh, they all mixed together into a protruding smell.

You were leaning against the cold stone wall, hands chained to the wall, another pair of heavy manacles on your ankles. There’s no window in this room, the only time when you could see anything was when Sadon were in the room, then he would light all the candles--- there were so many candles, black and red. When there’s no light, it’s pitch black. So dark that you often wondered if your eyes were actually opened.

It hurt everywhere, to a point that you couldn’t feel pain anymore. You used to complain so much about even the smallest cut, would wine about your sore back every few minutes. But you stopped thinking about the pain now. Your brain learned to ignore it after a while. You tried to get some sleep, but your body was aching and stiff--- in fact, your brain couldn’t even tell if you’ve slept.

And the noises. The sobbing and crying and moaning from below.

The kids.

You didn’t know who they were, but you know there were several of them. Sadon kept them separated from you, in the camber below. You saw him carrying sacks downstairs a couple of times, took some time before you realized that those were the kids. He probably kidnapped them somewhere, put them to sleep for transportation.

You’re glad that you didn’t know these poor children.

You heard the rustling of the keys, and the squeaking of the metal door. Light poured in from the door at the far side of the chamber, a pair of feet came down the stone stairs.

“Good evening!” he greeted you delightedly and started lighting the candles with the candlestick he brought down. There was a large stone pedestal in the middle of the chamber, few metal hooks sticking out on the sides, with runes carved all around it and it was covered in deep maroon. The runes ran down the pedestal, to the stone floor, and formed a circle.

Sadon finished lighting up the room, set the candlestick down on the side of the pedestal “I really have a good feeling today, perhaps success is near the corner!” You could hear the sincere excitement in his voice, and it only sickened you more.

He took the chain of keys, and unlocked the hatch to the basement. You chewed on the inside of your mouth, hearing the children crying. You saw a little boy being dragged up, manacles chained on his skinny wrists and ankles. The boy was trying all he can to fight, but Sadon as a grown man was way stronger than him. He threw you desperate gazes, but there was nothing you could do. You watched him being dragged to the pedestal, manacles on his wrists hooked to one side and the ankles were hooked to the other side.

Then Sadon brought a dagger and a small goblet to you. He knelt down beside you, took the dagger and cup a deep slit in your upper arm. You turned your head away, gritted your teeth so hard you felt like you were going to shatter your jaw. He caught your blood in the goblet and brought it back to the boy, who was laying on the pedestal, panting in fear.

You shut your eyes, trying to close off all your senses.

§

The pure one.

That’s how Sadon addressed you. How disgusted you were when you heard that.

He said he’s a blood mage. You knew that’s bullshit from the time you’ve spent with the witcher and the sorceress, and the knowledge they fed to you.

Sadon was just a demon worshiper, who was deluded about how he has a connection with the “demon lord”. He told you that he would one day break the barrier between the two worlds and bring his lord to this realm, and together they would bring the world to greatness. And he believed that your blood is the key to his grand plan.

You didn’t even care about the sanity of his mind.

How long have you been in here? How many rituals have you witnessed? How many young lives were perished, tragically and painfully in front of your eyes? The scenes, the sounds, they haunted your dreams. Sometimes you couldn’t tell if you were dreaming or the ritual was actually happening.

At first you were so mad, you screamed, you struggled. You tried to fight your way out of this, but you were nothing without your weapons.

You were nothing without your witcher.

You overflew your mind with the witcher.

His voice, his frown, his grunt, his smirk. What was he doing while you were stuck here, suffering? Did his mind ever come across you after you parted ways? Was he worried about you?

Then you banned him out of your mind, kicked the image the sound the phantom warmth of his out of your brain as many times as you needed.

You prayed. Prayed for all these were just a bad dream, prayed that Geralt would be looking and saved you from this hellhole. You cursed, cursed your bad luck, curse your immunity, cursed for you trusting a stranger and take him for his words. Disappointed- desperate about the absence of

Till there’s nothing left for you to do but to wait.

Wait for the final fate to find you.

§

The chamber has grown cold.

You were the one laying face up on the pedestal, staring up at the ceiling. There hanged a rusty chandelier, covered in dust and webs. The thought of it falling and killing you and ruining the ritual flashed through your mind, brought you a slight amusement. You were even more amused at how you were coming up sick jokes when death was staring you right in the face. In fact, you had to suppress the urge to laugh.

Few kids were kneeling on the ground, forming a circle around the pedestal. You couldn’t tell how many of them were there--- you were too weak to turn your head to look--- you guessed that they were probably the last ‘stock’ Sadon had in his little basement. You could hear them sobbing, the silver instruments Sadon made them held were making soft tinkling sound with their shaky hands.

The temperture dropped more. Or maybe it’s you losing blood.

You heard Sadon’s chanting, heard him moving around in his elegant robe. You fought to keep your eyes open, but the eyelids were growing heavy.

You were scared.

Is this it? Are you really going to die? What’s beyond ‘death’? Will you return to your world? Would Geralt miss you, at all?

You were not ready to go. But the darkness was creeping in from the corner of your vision.

A voice crept in as darkness consumed you. It souded like several people talking at the same time, in different pitch, but merged in one.

“What do you wish?”

You found yourself standing--- or perhaps, floating, in this darkness. The voice seemed to be coming from everywhere.

“We could give you anything you want.”

You looked around, then you weren’t sure if you were actually looking.

“I want to live.” you found yourself talking, heard your voice coming from all around you.

“Pay the price.” 

The voice echoed in the space.

“I have nothing.”

“Give us what’s most precious to you.”

A dark shape emerged from the dark. You didn’t know how you’re seeing it without light, but the presence was strong. You saw it extended it’s hand, expecting a hand shake.

You closed your eyes, still seeing the darkness.

“Give it.”  “Give it.” “Give it.”

The voice now split into several whispers, coming from different directions.

You saw yourself slowly raising your hand, slowly, reaching that extending arm. Faintly, you heard your voice, telling you to stop, to think this over, to be smart.

A face flashed into your mind, the pair of eyes that would usually filled with warmth were painted in cold bitterness.

You held onto the arm.

A burning sensation burst out on the inside of your forearm. A shape was glowing, and eating your flesh away. You screamed.

The whispers ceased.

“You are ours now.”

§

The darkness faded. You were on your bare feet, panting. Most of the candles were out, the only ones still burning were the ones on the pedestal behind you.

Your saw your shadow casting on the ground, and drew up to the wall, swaying, with the low burn candlelight. The thick substance that’s covering the ground, glistening with the flickering light. You tried to move your feet, but your foot kicked something.

An arm. Children’s.

You slowly glanced around, eyes barely made out the scattering pieces of what you assumed, human body. The smell of gradually decaying flesh filled your nostril, your brain slowly started working.

What happened?

You saw Sadon, half of his head were by the wall, expression frozen on absolute horror.

The metal door screaked. You turned, and saw two figures standing at the top of the stairs. In their eyes, were those horror? Shock? Perhaps wonder?

You didn’t get to find out. In a flash, the smaller figure of the two rushed towards you. And before you could react, a blunt hit in the back of your head. You were back into darkness again.

▲△▲△▲△▲△▲△▲the family friendly dividing line▲△▲△▲△▲△▲△▲△▲

Summary

You left Geralt after the fight when the night was falling. Frustrated and disappointed at what happened, you got lost.

Deep in the woods, you came upon a man who named Sadon, he was being attacked by a ghoul, after killing the ghoul, he offered somewhere safe to stay for the night in return. He attacked you and knocked you out after arriving at his stone made house.

It turned out that he was a demon worshiper, and claimed to be a blood mage. He made sacrifices of children who he kidnapped at the nearby village to pay tribute to his dark lord. He believes that the rituals he’s doing granted him power, and one day he would be powerful enough to summon the demon king to this realm, and together they would rule the world. And when you saved him in the woods, he found out that magic doesn’t take effect on you. He believed that you were the key he needed for his grand scheme. So he kidnapped you, and was waiting for the right time for his final ritual.

Sadon wasn’t wrong. Your blood was desired by the demons, as it could grant them power. The ritual was successful, just wasn’t as expected by Sadon. You made a deal with the demons, giving them your memory in exchange of immense power.

You woke up and found yourself standing, around you were Sadon and all the children who met a horrible death. Helvi’tar and Eyle opened the door to the basement of death, found you in complete confusion.

Then Eyle knocked you out.

[24-guy]

I spent 2 hours on writing notes from the prison podcast stream.

Now I don’t know what to do with them, so I’m putting them here. 

No need to read them, there is just some interesting stuff I noticed, things like tones and how many times somethings are brought up. 

if you do, though, I apologize  for spelling errors. 

start stream

techno "did the calculations" on how long it would take to mine obsidian with the amount of mining fatigue they had. we knoe this is true.

dream has been writing, it is the only thing hes been able to do with the limited items he has. its his "diary"

techno teases over fanfics on wattpad

"the only thing ive written is my diary" do the revive books not count, then? or what is in the revive books that isnt writing?

techno focuses on that nobody is watching - dream doesnt comment on it - dream doesnt know about the voices?

techno is supposed to break dream out, but he hasnt got many ideas "ill get to it later"

techno enjoys prison - sees it as a vacation

techno has an optimistic outlook.

go with the flow

dream sees harming himself as exhillerating techno disaprooves

dream tells techno quackity has been torturing him everyday. techno is only surprised by the every day part

dream mentions the revive book techno remembers being told about that asks "yeah you can bring people back from the dead. yeah so how do you do that" - curious tone, seems genuinely interested for innocent meanings dream responds " i have.. the knowledge and then i get a book and then i burn it" - hesitant at first, then vague but seemingly honest reponse

techno asks what the knowledge is, incantation/password/expelliarmus dream says "something like that" slowly, then quickly says he doesnt know and that he "doesnt know how schlatt had it" - going away from the topic original book - there are more than one it is a book is what youre saying - t well... i mean, it was a book that i memorised and that now i can recreate - d techno tries again to get the knowledge he wants to revive people dream doesnt want to tell techno because he wouldnt be the only one who knew techno tries to bargain saying that if dream died, techno coulld bring him bacl dream knows they wont kill him because he can revive people

dream says no, techno says "you forgot how to write it down didnt you dream says he didnt, that he did it recently, techno repeats again that dream forgot brings up wattpad again. dream says he wrote it down for tommy. he doesnt mention wilbur to techno. bring up the homeless situaation prison is dreams house cell is boiling apparently makes a joke about cali rent prices

nobody visited the cell "we stopped anarcy" "when we get out of here" no though ahead going into this situation (techno) "just as far as i need to" dream doesnt know what techno means by stream schedule, techno jokes about dream's lack of schedual techno usually trains always looking for new combat, reasearching constant arms race no idea when a government will arise or opressing people is always prepared has a good amount of gear he also plays golf somewhere offers a game with dream no way to describe it somewhere farther than his house

dream asks about tommy techno hasnt seen him canonically, only knows he stole acouple months ago - as far as he tells dream

dream asks about carl carl is doing well

dream asks about the family its doing good, apparently, new foxes, got steve who will break him out dream writes about steve "i will write evrrything down because its hard to remember" another fanfic joke

dream asks whos feeding them they feed themselves its probably fine

milld break for 4 wall break

gist or jist

prison podcast offers, agrees that is all this is

technical difficulties

podcast bros

eating potato

dream offers his thoughts on what would happen of he tried to revive somebody who is alive two technoblades human meat sheild

dream wants to try no death first what could go wrong nothing else to do

techno house is man vs nature conflict floor has ants floof brings ants spilled pet food dream has a revivebook techno tries to read it first hit with book a small wait throw into lava DreamXD joins broke the table fixed table a god dream "cloned himsef" god looks exactly like dream feels like a question to ask earlier dream summoned dreamxd ask for wish ask for bell dream gets mad because no escape dreamxd leaves sellout timer goes off techno makes money as dream questions his life dream sits in corner hole techno aims to be annoying we count channel members for a bit

dream and techno friend bonding time?

summons dreamxd for reviving nobody dream writes this in his diary as techno rings bell tries again, it doesnt work creative mode is a known thing by mortals they know how deadly it is

warden on vacation

techno hasnt written anything he has at least 4 books in his inventory, going from the top 2nd space to the top 5th space. the fourth book is called information and is signed by dream. dream throws a potato in the lava techno asks for the revive book again, this time to see of dreamxd will come back because it is a different person summoning him dream says no

techno needs a bell to sell out for the *brand*, ritual and tradition dream put the bell in church prime no twitch primes for dream - hes a heratic (no contract) dream makes no profit dream has lots of raw potatos for 5-6 months

techno asks if dream has any friends dream says not really, they turned against him techno knows the feeling being betrayed by closest friend happens every tuesday for techno

dream mentions being visited by a few people techno asks if any tried not to torture or kill him dream says yeah like he wasnt expecting the question/(as techno put it) "he hesitated"

sapnap - didnt torture or kill him - but he said if dream got out of there, then he would - techno says hes gotta raise his standards

bad - was the best - treated dream the best - techno says hes a cult leader - dream is surprised so techno tells him about the egg - techno wasnt clear - bad hasnt viseted since 4-5 months ago - techno says even he has friends - egg was attacked - big crossover episode not clear what is going on

techno - last time they saw each other was dooms day - been a while - lot has happened - techno doesnt now whats going on currently on the server - he knows nothing - "people" tell him who died and who came back

tubbo - asks about tubbo - tubbo is chillng - snowchester named - commune - a little sus - dictator - no rushing to conclusions - tubbo has nukes - big crater - a hoby - could be meteor

ranboo - asks about ranboo - ranboo is also chilling - brings up tubo's nukes now

dream points out that techno said he didnt know anyting and then said about a new place, nukes, and a lot more dream doesnt know anything - less than techno

ranboo (again) - dream says he used to visit a while ago and then stopped coming - techno asks "ranboo used to visit?" - ranboo visited "a bit" - probably visited the most - sapnap visited - tommy visited a couple of times - bad visited - and quackity - quackity visited the most, only because hes visited daily

more potatos pog potatos

ranboo (x3) - techno asks how dream knows ranboo - "um... its just a.. long story" - techno replies sarcastically about how they dont have any time to go through it, theyre so busy with the bell - dream "i dont know him very well. he just visited a few times and that was it." - techno just repeats alright, its either bored or thinking - dream "and then i havent seen him since then so thats why i was wondering where hes been, if hes been around" - techno " ah... im not sure. i havent been around fpr like the past couple of months, honestly."

techno went on  atraining montage, played golf

dream asks about the plan to get out mining fatigue 3 doesnt mean they cant break blocks, its just approximately 370 times longer breaking obsidian takes a bit over 4 minutes math = obsidian block gone in 25.7 hours. an alarm break in the right spot break block in toilet elder guardian below the cell techno can take him if techno somehow dies dream brings him back could be out in 2 weeks havent been visited for 2 weeks nothing to lose dream has to break obsidian techno wants to end stream techno came up with idea so dream has to do it dream starts bell ringing for cheerng him on techno sounds happy that dream is doing it voices are mentioned - theyre laughing techno has perfect track of time techno is gonna annoy dream the entire time techno is a lookout there are only 4 books we only see the 4th name floof interrupts momentarily tommy killed a cat because dream liked it 300 dogs in the cell joke

channel member bell dream regrets his life again techo's plan? bell was a better investment dream has 10 bells in e chest techno doesnt techno wanted to go for more so techno could ring bell again

end of stream

[words-for-holland]

Quarantine Series: The Birthday Week

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: It’s Tom’s Birthday Week! So much planning, food, and surprises....and a special promise from our favorite Q.S. Couple.

A/N: It’s been long overdue...Is it too late to say Happy Belated Tom?! 🥺

A/N: Happier Part 3 comes out this weekend!!

Check the Rest: Burnt Out | A New Look | Secret Cuts & Kisses | Breaking Friendships

May 25, 2020 (T-Minus 7 Days)

An almost average Monday. Its the start of Tom’s Birthday Week and Y/N is trying her best to get ahead of the game and prep up for an over-the-top birthday party for her boyfriend. Well as over-the-top as it can get when you’re stuck in Quarantine because...well...Covid.

The only problem, she didnt know where to start. What party to throw, games to play, food to make, playlist to create, and above all the gift. This year Y/N wanted to give Tom something that held a lot of sentimental value to represent all the love she had for him. While Y/N was lucky enough to have someone like Tom to spoil her and show her just how much she meant to him, she wanted to do the same for Tom. So, she went to the spare room, which had now become her new work space and started googling away.

May 26, 2020 (T-Minus 6 Days)

The next day, Tom and the boys went out for their daily Golf match, while Y/N stayed behind to continue party planning. She made sure to be discreet about it and pretended that she had to take care of a few things for work. In reality, Y/N facetimed her best friend, on advice of what to get Tom for his 24th.

“C’mon Im serious Nico. I want to give him something special this year.” Y/N groaned when she knew her best friend wasn’t giving her the answers she wanted.

“Im sorry, Y/N. I dont know what you could give him. You’ve know him better than anyone else.” Nico reasoned, as Y/N continued her helpless groans, banging her head on the table. “Look Im sure what ever you come up with, Tom is going to love it no matter what.”

“But that’s the problem I don’t know what I can come up with. Our first year together I got him clothes, last year it was golfing gear, I don’t know how I can top that.” Y/N continued to stare at the desk picking up and dropping her pencil repeatedly. “I just know that I want it to be something he can always look back at and know that I’ll always be there for him.”

“Wow. You really like this kid don’t ya?” Nico questioned, but of course she knew the answer to that...anyone did.

“Yeah...more than anything.” Y/N smiles back as she thinks about Tom.

“Well what about a promise ring?” Y/N’s ears perk up at the suggestion.

“Like uhhh a men’s promise ring? Do they even make promise rings for men?” She questions, though isn’t opposed to the idea.

“No, Im talking about a donkey’s promise ring.” Nico rolls her eyes. “It’d be cute and not to mention empowering because you’d be making the first move. Empowering women is super attractive.”

Y/N stops to give it some thought. It would be cute to have a ring for him and see him wear it everywhere knowing he would carry a symbol of her love. Of course it’s nothing like the real thing when couples get married and all, but it’s a step toward that direction. “Ill think about it.” She says.

May 27, 2020 (T-Minus 5 Days)

Y/N had finally given the idea a good 8 hours when she decided to find the ring. She scrolled through pages and pages to find the ring but none of them spoke to her or looked like it was meant for Tom. The more she scrolled the more anxious she got, slowly biting ther thumb nail as she continued.

“You know if you’re gonna do birthday shopping for someone in the house, the kitchen might not be the best place to do it.” A deep british voice popped up from behind.

Y/N shrieked and jumped, quickly closing her laptop, afraid she had already ruined the surprise. Until she turned around and saw it was just Harrison. “Ugh, was it reallg necessary to do that?” She whined. “You almost gave me a heart attack.”

“Of course wheres the fun in simply asking what you’re doing.” He laughed, pulling a chair next to Y/N as he watched her scroll through pages or rings. His smile growing ever so slightly. Y/N looked at him with suspicion.

“Okay I know that smile...clearly you know something I don’t.” She states. “Is this a bad idea?”

Harrisons smile dropped quickly as he profusely shook his head. “What? What? No...I just uhh — actually yeah the rings are not a good idea.” He blabbers. Y/N looks at him, waiting for Harrison to continue. “I mean think about it. If you buy a ring for Tom and he starts wearing it everywhere. People are gonna suspect that he’s getting married or worse find out about your relationship. I don’t know if you wanna risk that.”

Harrison was lucky to be a gifted actor as he improv-ed his answers on the spot in hopes that Y/N did not find him to be too suspicious. If she called his bluff and found out, Tom would make sure Harrison would never see the light of day. “You should go for this necklace. I think it suits him and has a touch of your style.” Harrison points out to a necklace he truthfully thought she should get him. With that, he quickly left Y/N to be on her own in gift shopping.

May 28, 2020 (T-Minus 4 Days)

Y/N’s planning was 70% in the clear. The necklace was ordered, Sam was helping out in planning the food, Harrison and Tuwaine were arranging the golf diversion plan, and Harry was keeping Tom busy making sure he wasnt suspecting anything. Although that didn’t stop Tom from bothering his girlfriend a couple of hours of the day. How could he not, the boy missed his girl.

“Y/N..” Tom cooed as he wrapped his hands around her, kissing a small part of her shoulder. “Can you take a break from whatever arts and crafts thing you got going on and cuddle with me?” He continued as he placed another kiss.

“Babe, I’d love to more than anything but I wanna finish this up so I can at least accomplish one thing during Quarantine.” She explains.

“You accomplish a lot of things darling, and you can accomplish another if you just come and cuddle with your needy boyfriend, who happens to be turning 24....in 4 days.” He hinted, places kisses by ear.

“Oh and I suppose that gives you special treatment?” Y/N challenges, letting out giggles as Tom continued to kiss where she was ticklish the most.

“I would hope so. Now, what do you say?” He smiles at her, placing the small strand of black hair behind her ear.

“Okay you win.” She whispers.

May 29, 2020 (T-Minus 3 Days)

Tom and Harry were busy hosting the Pub Quiz, while Y/N and Harrison took the time to create the decorations for Tom’s party. The theme... Spiderman, but what else was new. Harrison drew up webs and spiders on the deflated red and blue ballooms, stashing them in a paper bag to be inflated the day of. Y/N started on the birthday pub quiz answer sheets, customizing them to have that personal touch of Tom. Everything was going smoothly until, she needed more glue.

“Crap, Im gonna check the closet. I think we have a few spare sticks of hot glue.” Y/N stated, as she got up.

Harrison eyes started to display signs of panic as he quickly got up and raced her to it, guarding the closet door. “Uh...there’s no more. I already checked.” He squeaked.

Y/N raised her one eyebrow in suspicion. “I’m pretty sure there’s a couple.” She fired back, trying to pry Harrison off the closet. “C’mon Harrison. This isn’t funny.”

“I think it is.” Harrison continued to stall. Y/N rolled her eyes, coming closer to him, wiggling her fingers. She tickled his sides, knowing it was his weak spot. His grip started to loosen as he let out fits of giggles. Y/N took the opportunity to quickly open the closet, and grab her glue sticks. She looked around to find if anything was suspicious or worth hiding, but there was nothing.

“You know...you’re acting really weird.” Y/N stated as she walked back to the table to continue her project. Once she was out of Harrison’s sight, he quickly texted Tom about the dilemma. Only to receive:

Time to find a new spot then.

May 30, 2020 (T-Minus 2 Days)

It was Tom & Y/N’s turn to wash the dishes after dinner. The irony both had no clue what one was planning for the other. They were always the type to be truthfully honest to each other, but a few little playful secrets couldn’t hurt. “So, is it just me or is Harrison acting really...strange?” She asked her boyfriend. Tom looked at her, pretending to not know what she was talking about.

“Umm..not sure. He seemed fine to me....Why? What’s happened?” Tom asked casually, focusing on the dishes.

“You know for someone that’s really good at acting, you’re a terrible liar.” Y/N laughed out loud, only to get splashed with water. “Touche. But seriously, he gets so nervous around me. Like someone’s out to get him if I do something he doesn’t expect. I wanted to get glue sticks yesterday in the closet and he straight up guarded the door, saying I wasn’t allowed....in out own closet?! I swear it’s like he’s hiding something in there.”

“Haz, you div.” Tom muttered under his breath.

“What was that babe?”

“Uhh nothing. I was just saying Harrison is a piece of work. Even I couldn’t tell you why he was acting like that.” He lied.

“Uh..huh.” Y/N responded, not buying anything but rather just letting it be.

Tom placed the dishes on the rack, while he came up behind his girlfriend, huggling her tightly from behind. “It’s whatever. But, lets just go back to our room, lay under the sheets, watch some Netflix....have a good time.” He smirked, kissing her temple. “And just cuddle like there’s no one watching.”

“Mmmm. Now that sounds like a plan.” She whispers pulling him to their room.

May 31, 2020 (T-Minus 1 Day)

Y/N only had 1 day left to prepare everything for Tom’s big day. She made sure to stay on top of everyone’s tasks and prepped her gifts for Tom tomorrow. Y/N was extremely proud of everything and everyone that was taking part of her little project. A rare sight anyone would ever see, but the most thing she was proud of was how secretive they were able to keep it that Tom didnt suspect a single thing.

“So, got anything planned for tomorrow?” Tom asked Y/N as she was cooking pancakes.

“Mmm I dont know. Am I supposed to have something to do tomorrow?” She teases.

“Well..” He starts as he takes the spatula out of her hands. “I hear it this div’s birthday tomorrow.” Tom grabs Y/N’s waist, picking her up and placing her on the counter. “And I hear he just wants to spend it with his girls all day long.” Y/N’s legs locked around Tom’s waist as he continues his not-so-obvious birthday wish.

“Oh there’s gonna be more than one girl at this birthday of his huh? He must be quite the player.” She smiles at him, fingers thresding through the small brown hairs at the nape of his neck.

“Well yeah because Tessa is his princess but Y/N, this really cute adorable hot girl who doesn’t think she’s hot but should really start seeing it...that HIS princess.” He explained, kissing every visible spot on her face. “It would make his 24th. Trust me.”

Y/N pretends to stall and think about his wish. He knew he was going to get Y/N and Tom time together no matter what, but where’s the fun in just expecting it. “We’ll see about that birthday boy.”

June 1, 2020 (Party Time!!)

The boys were all out celebrating Tom’s birthday at the golf course at the start of the day. Of course that wasn’t until Tom made sure to get some extra love and attention from his girlfriend first thing in the morning. Y/N quickly rushed to get the decorations in place, while Nikki, Tom’s mother helped in setting the table and getting the food ready with cleR and concise instructions from Sam to ensure they couldn’t mess it up.

“Y/N this was such a wonderful idea. I cant wait to see his face when he comes home.” She exclaims, giving Y/N the most comforting hug.

“Thank you Nikki, I just want it to be perfect for him this year. I mean we’re all in Quarantine and all of us are finally together in one place.” Y/N explains as she places the final ballons up by the doorway.

“Well of this is how you prepare for a birthday, I can’t wait to see how you prep for your wedding.” Nikki responds, only half joking.

“He hasn’t even proposed yet!” Y/N laughs, though the thought makes her stomach flutter in the best way possible. Being married to Tom was all she could ever want in life.

“Well, dont you worry. Im sure it’ll happen, that boy can’t gona second without you I’d be surprised if he doesnt....May just have to chastise him if he takes too long.”

Y/N was starting to grow a bit suspicious. This whole week alone was filled with suspicion. Harrison acting weird, Tom being extra needy and cuddly, Nikki talking about marriage. “Was Tom going to propose soon? “ she thought to herself.

Just in the nick of time, the boys had all arrived after an intense game of golf. They came in bursting in conversation about how great it was, who deserved to win, and of course how Dom was always getting beat at his own game by his sons. Of course the festivities didnt start yet, until Tom took a moment to shower and dress up. It wasnt that he needed to, but for him..it was extremely necessary for today.

Y/N went up to grab her presents for Tom in the work closet, when all of a sudden, a small box landed on her head. She looked up then down towards where the item fell, only to see a sparkling pink and clear diamon cut ring. “Oh my god” she muttered.

“Bullocks.” Tom spoke out loud wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his torso.

“I...uh..Im sorry Tom. I swear I wasn’t looking for it I was just trying to get my gift so I could give it to you. I didnt know this was your hiding spot.” She frantically explains picking up the box and giving it to him.

Tom looked a little disappointed as he stared at the ring. He had worked so hard to keep it a secret from everyone only to get it ruined on his brirthday. “No no no. It’s fine Y/N, really. I just...I was planning on giving this to you next month on your birthday.”

Y/N opens her mouth realizing how bad she messed it up. “Oh my god. Tom Im so sorry.”

“It’s fine.” He laughs. “Actually kinda glad you found it. So now I can do this”. Tom gets down on one knee, his towel still wrapped around his torso. “Y/N, I have loved you more than I could ever love anyone in the past 3 years I’ve known you. I swear I could have sworn I was going to marry you the day I met you at the Marvel office with your little black Dell notebook in your hands. Your humor, your kindess, your sympathy and empathy for all living things makes me love you even more. Will you make me the happiest birthday man on earth, and marry me?” He proposes.

Y/N tears up and shakes her head vigorously. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” She cries, repearing the words as she hugs him on the floor. They lean in giving into a passionate kiss, still holding onto each other. Y/N and Tom couldn’t believe it was real. Just a couple of seconds they were boyfriend and girlfriend..now they’re engaged. “Wait. I almost forgot about your presents.” She quickly speaks out grabbing the bag.

“Darling, believe me you were my present. I am beyond satisfied right now.” He chuckles.

“I know, but I got you these too!” Y/N pushes the bag to him. Tom shakes his head as he opens it up find a silver necklace with a retangular pendant, and a major jar full of post- it notes. He observes the necklace and opens up the retangular pendant to find a picture of Y/N and him during their firsf year together. He smiled back at the memory, now seeing as to where they’ve ended uo. Stronger and better than before. Next, he opened the major jar pulling out a small card that read:

For whenever you’re down, need a laugh or missing me.

He picked up a post it note that more pictures of them during their time together with a note saying:

“Remember that you’re the reason we all smile. You are a warm loght of happiness that does not stop giving to the world.”

Tom tears up at the gift. In all his years, no one has ever given him soemthing that held so much sentimental value. “I love you so much Y/N. Thank you for this...for all of this.” He whispers, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.

“Your welcome. I hope you know you mean the world to me too, and I just wanted your birthday to be perfect.”

“It already is...because I have you.” He looks back at her and smiles.

“Cmon birthday boy. Get dressed, we have a party to attend to and news to share .” Y/N laughs as she helps her boyfriend...I mean fiance up. Who said that quarantine birthdays were boring?

Taglist:

@hollanddolanfangirl​ @parkerspillow​

[drkcnry67]

join me?

title: join me?

pairing: Jared x reader

rating: 18+

fluff: single parent AU

kink: shower sex

tags: shower sex, single parent x single nanny, vaginal penetration, climax, asking someone you know to become your partner in raising your child

summery: not telling

mentioning @sweetness47​

created for @spnfluffbingo​ @spnkinkbingo​

kink list   fluff list

the following AD you had placed on all the job boards:

“if you are a Single parent in need of someone to move in to help look after your kids, clean, cook for you Im that person. obviously i can cook, clean, drive, shop for groceries you know the esentials. basically anything you would require of me i can accomplish. call me at xxx-xxx-xxxx, to discuss details. sincerely YN. PS im willing to relocate if needbe. thank you for reading this.”

just like that it was done, it was posted. now, all you had to do was wait. someone was bound to call eventually. 

after 3 weeks you were about to re-post the ad, your phone rang. someone from san Antonio, as far as you were concerned you knew of no one who lived in that corner of the world. 

you took a chance and answered the call. 

YN: hello!

Jared: yes, im looking for YN

YN: thats me

Jared: perfect, my name is Jared Padalecki. i’m a single father to a 4 year old boy named Thomas. he’s my mess maker & i love him to bits. but balancing between work and parenting is alot harder than most people think. my wife had divorced me she felt like i didnt care enough about her or the foundation she built, so one night she walked out and i havent seen her since. so anyway i was looking through the ads for live in nanny when i came across yours. your ad drew me to it, im sorry if this sounds too forward but its been hard. 

YN: not at all. so what are the terms of this job?

Jared: well, as we speak im just finishing the details of your flight to San Antonio which first of all i need your current location like where you are coming from and how much baggage you are bringing. 

YN: thats very kind of you to book me a flight. im coming from San Francisco with 3 suitcases and 2 carry ons. most of it are small keepsakes and other sich clothing items i pick up along the way. but not a big deal i just dont have a permenant home to leave anything at. so if you dont mind me coming with all my little nik naks and figurines...

Jared chuckled in the background before he spoke.

Jared: girl, i think we can deal with that. ill buy some wall shelves and a special case for your statues and figures, with enough room that should you want more you can get more. There will be a vehicle you can use to transport my son to school and do errands and stuff like that, there will be a spare room included for you with your own bathroom. The shopping can be done by you after you drop my son off to school on a day of your choosing. If you like all that your duties do not include yard maintenence. You are free to take my son out for shopping trips as well, you get a shared card to my all expense account to do all your spending for the house and for yourself. It goes straight to my account it's all good. I want your time here to be awesome.

YN: this is my cell, please tell me you have some good news about my flight details. 

Jared: check your texts. 

You check your messages before you go back to the call.

YN: thats a good flight, so what kind of plans are for when i get there. 

Jared: well if you want we can go get the groceries when you arrive, after we leave the airport. then we can go for lunch and get you a few pretty things. sign some bank papers to put your name in my accounts. 

Yn: that sounds good, I've just sent notice to my landlord, I'm just packing up some of my figures now. I'm gonna have to get my license and stuff switched over to Texas state license but I'm excited for this.

Jared: i know as am i its been a while since we had any type of female presence in the house. we havent any such thing, but tomorrow that all changes. i know that you are gonna bring a light into our lives that hasnt been here in well ever. 

YN: glad i can help, now lets see whats the day tomorrow yields. 

Jared: i am so excited, so is my son. he keeps asking when you are gonna be here. but it is gonna be a happy day tomorrow. i know that this is gonna sound strange, but i hope your the one that can save me.

you heard his tone change instantly, you felt the power coming from it. you felt the wet in your panties. you were not okay in the slightest. but you felt amazing at the same time. 

YN: i guess ill let you go. ill shoot you a text when i get to the airport. cause i want to help you. i want to be the one to save you. 

neither of you knew what the hell just happened, neither of you would remember what was said, at the end of it neither of you would be able to state the words of the other. it will remain that way till a different day in the near off future. 

Jared: ill see you tomorrow... YN.

YN: jared.

the call ended, it was the moment when you felt like you could breathe again. the moment when you felt as though it would be your last. the moment when you felt like you were on cloud 9. 

you went to the cornerstore to get a few travel items. a few other things as well. a lot of times before you travel you do this kind of big shop, but this time was not like most times. Jared was providing everything for you, you had to bring you and what you currently owned, as well as your documents and stuff like that. 

after cleaning most of what you could in the apartment, you set your alarm and went to bed. you woke up to your 6:00am alarm. it was a long time but you were also a good half hour to the airport. you wanted plenty of time for check in and travel distance. 

finishing packing, leaving your keys to the apartment in the hands of your landlord who helped you bring your bags out the front door. she wished you a safe trip and to call if you were ever in the area again. 

you brought your bags to the cab and got in. you told the driver to take you to the airport. upon arrival at the airport, the cab driver helped you load your bags onto a cart and drove off.  you pushed the cart into the airport, went to the check in desk. 

check in lady: may i see your ticket and passport please?

You hand over your ticket and passsport. the lady scans your ticket and hands both your passport and ticket back to you. 

check in lady: alright your good to go, the gift shop is open if you want to stop there, its just on your left passed security.

Yn: do I give you my suitcases! Well at least the ones that aren't carry ons.

Check in lady ushers for a security guard to come round to take the 3 suitcases from you. To which you smile and thank them and head off to go through security.

Security guard: please put all your bags in a bin, your jacket and shoes as well as your jewelry in this bin and then you can stand on this square we will bring you through and go from there.

you did as asked. you complied you went to stand on the square, were waved through, the thing didnt beep but you were still patted down and then given your stuff back.  sent on your merry way, you were happily walking through the airport again. 

you went to the gift shop, you were buying a few puzzle books to keep you entertained on the flight. as well as a dress off the rack and some playing cards (one of each type), and some statues. these ones were small but made you smile.

you paid for everything and then went to the bathroom to change and organize your bags. you come out of the bathroom, your hair is up in a ponytail. you go take a seat holding your passport and ticket. 

after half hour of sitting there, your flight number was called. You pulled out your phone, texting Jared.

Yn (by text): morning, I am about to board my flight

Jared (by text): morning, I hope you have a safe flight, Thom and i cant wait to see you. Thom made you a sign we will be holding it, you have my word and honor that we will be good, we will all get along quite good. 

YN (by text): of course, as do i. i look forward to getting to San Antonio and beginning a new life. the pre flight is starting ill let you know when i land. 

Jared (by text): have a safe flight. see you in a few hours. i gotta bathe the kiddo. 

The pre flight took a bit longer than you thought it would, but Jared's message was one you ended up saving as a screenshot. You listened to your music when the flight attendant said we were free to use the screens ahead of us and whatever else. 

You even did some puzzle books and wrote in your journal. 

You were nervous, of course you were nervous. This was the first time you were gonna meet a single dad and a son. Thoughts of what they might look like floated through your mind. The thoughts of the life you were stepping into were beyond what your mind could conjour. 

But the way he spoke to you said something about saving you, made you wonder if something more was happening to him. 

Something maybe in his past that might be coming after him now. There was a darkness in his voice that you couldn't shake. 

But you shoke it off, you were not gonna let these thoughts consume you. You waited for the hours to pass, and they did rather quickly. 

For what was once 30 mins that had passed, became an hour and a half. You were almost there. 8 am quickly turned into 1030am there was still half hour to go. 

This was it the landing checks the whole pack up whatever you took out, close the trays un recline your seats, take out and shut off your music speech came quickly. You put away the books and things, you held your phone in one hand using the other to get up form your seat. You followed the people out of the plane. 

You walked out onto the concourse and made sure you were lookin good before you stepped onto the escalator. 

Jared was watching, but when his eyes landed on you coming toward him he smiled. He couldn't help himself. A little voice in his head told him not to smile, but to jump you instead. Jared ignored that voice for he didn't want to do anything harmful with Thom around. Even then he wouldn't. he instead watched you walk toward him. 

Jared: YN.

YN: you must be Jared. It is a pleasure to meet you. 

You both shake hands but a spark flows between both of your hands. Before you place your bags on the ground and look at Thom. 

YN: you must be the little cutie. Did you make this sign all by yourself?

Thom nods and gives you a hug which you graciously return. You were feeling happy. 

Jared: i think we should go wait by the luggage bay so we can grab your luggage. Then we can head off for lunch and shopping and paper filling. 

YN: the luggage should have started coming out by now anyway right?

Jared: possibly. But i want to hear more about you, your adventures and can i just say that dress is delectable. 

There it was again, that deep dark tone to his voice. He now held his hand out for your bags as Thom was urging for you to carry him. Jared carried your carry ons, you carried Thom who just smiled happily. 

Jared: ive never seen Thom take kindly to anyone before. This is gonna work out just fine. 

YN: thom is so sweet, i look forward to working with him on a daily basis. I also look forward to helping you with the house. 

You smiled as thom came up to you and sat in your lap. Jared just watched amazed by your skill with kids. 

As the luggage came round you pointed out your suitcases to Jared who grabbed them placing them on the cart. 

You held thom who just contently hugged you. He nestled himself against the crook of your neck, soft snores filled yours and Jared's ears shortly after. 

Jared: he barely slept last night he was too excited. I'm not surprised that he is sleeping now. 

Jared says as you all walk to the car, Jared with the luggage cart, you holding thom. You gently placed thom in the car, you watch Jared place the luggage in the trunk. 

Jared: and you are the miracle worker, he is asleep. He will sleep till we wake him for lunch. He will also hopefully sleep through the bank and licencing appointments. 

Before he could say another word you went over and gave him a kiss to his cheek. The air between you both was growing thin. 

This would have been your first kiss if not for the fact that jared’s watch went off. 

Jared: we have to be at the bank in half an hour. Which is perfect but first i want to try something. Just dont move.

You didnt move you stood there as Jared slid his hand around your waist. And placed a soft kiss to your neck. Then moved to whisper in your ear. 

Jared: a little bit of food for thought. The darkness is growing inside me and i swear i will hold it back as long as i can. But you need to understand you are the only one who can stop the darkness. 

You went round to your side of the vehicle. Feeling a little flustered. Jared was behind you, you turned to see him, his eyes starring at you. His hand on your own, you feel a spark, you feel that same spark that you both had felt back in the airport, when you first met. 

The ride to the bank was good, you and jared talked and went over a list for shopping and made a list of things to do when you arrived to Jared’s home. You were done the bank & licensing appointments.

 Deciding that it would be easier pick up take out for lunch as Thom was still sleeping. Like he was out like a light. You guys were able to quickly go in follow the list and get everything on the list. Finally on the road with lunch and heading home to Jareds. 

YN: so i guess i will need to set up some stuff and unpack. 

Jared: ill even help you set up and build the shelving and things. Believe me your suite is gonna be your style when we are through with it. We are almost there. Then we will get you settled. And its still early in the day. 

YN: lets hope that we can get a majority of this done before thom wakes up. 

Jared: or at least un pack the car or have the lawn care people help with that as well. Ill just pay them extra for it.  

Within a few moments after that you guys pull dup to a gate, where Jared used a key card to open it. 

Jared: welcome to your new home YN! 

From that point in the day you and Jared and thom spent it getting acquainted, you did some schooling with thom, jaredd helped you set up your suite, Jared and you celebrated with a glass of wine each before bed from then on.  More little moments were stollen like the one that happened in the airport. 

Something worse would be a drift in the near future. you didnt know what but you had a feeling that something would come to light that you would never expect in a million years. 

~its now been 8 months and 12 days since you came to live with Jared and Thom. you settled in quite nicely. you drove back and forth to get thom to and from school, you cooked, cleaned and you happily did all the laundry. now we start our story again on the last day of school, with you just having picked up Thom from school and are in the car driving back home~

you had just gotten on the freeway Thom had passed out a while back for his afternoon nap. you were just happy for a small moment of peace and quiet. but your bluetooth came through the car at a volume that thankfully didnt wake Thom. 

you saw it was Jared so obviously you answered. 

Jared: hey hows it going?

Yn: good, thom is having a nap, im just on the freeway. how was work?

Jared: good, i couldnt wait for the day to be over. i have a surprise for you. 

YN: for me or for me and thom or for all 3 of us

Jared: call it a family surprise. 

YN: wait im part of the family. none of my jobs previously had ever considered me part of the family. its nice to finally be included in an actual family. 

you could hear jared chuckle before he continued to speak. 

Jared: i know you are new to the whole permenant family thing, and we are always gonna have a home here for you. but i want to celebrate the start of summer with a tradition. 

YN: something new or something old?

Jared: a new tradition one that starts as soon as you guys get home... 

YN: and will i need to pack a bag?

Jared: yes although i had my assistant at work go out and buy you a few new things for this trip today, so how long till you guys get home... 

suddenly thom pipes up from the background. 

thom: hi daddy.

Jared: hey little man, ive got a surprise for you when you and YN get home. 

YN: we will see you in 10 minutes jared. 

Jared: see you in the driveway 

the call ended and you handed thom a sucker from your center console. he smiled and giggled all the rest of the way home. you pulled into the driveway parking in your normal spot. 

Jared comes round to bring thom out first, after spinning him around before setting him down on the ground, he comes round to your side. he opens the door and extends his hand to you. 

he helps you out of the car, and walks you to the door. where you all enter before Jared send thom up to his room to get ready. guess he had told thom the secret before he told you, but you were now standing in the living room with Jared who turns to you.

YN: what is the big surprise, i assume you told Thom and thats why he ran upstairs all excited. 

Jared: i bought us a vacation house about 2 months ago. it is all season, and we get to go there and spend these next 6 weeks there. its in canyon lake about 2 hours by car. thom will probably sleep at least part of the way there. but YN i want you to know that i have a secret one that has me flustered enough to internally keep it from you for he is the glue that holds us together. but i wonder if perhaps we as in us 2 have a few things we can be together. 

before you could respond Jared leaned in and placed a gentle kiss to your lips, for those 2 seconds it was like heaven had shot you with an arrow.

Jared pulled back and began to walk toward the kitchen to pack some trip snacks and drinks. but before leaving you alone in the living room he spoke.

Jared: ill leave you with that food for thought for it will be something to definately make conversation about later.

That kiss, your only real first kiss. Made you extremely excited. But the drive the 2 hour drive had you all hot and bothered. you went to pack your stuff in your bag. well at least thats what you thought, when you got to your room, you saw a suitcase, one filled with yours and Jareds stuff. maybe you guys were traveling light or there was already stuff out there for you guys.

you packed your journals, some games and a few books and of course a deck of cards in your backpack. you wheeled the suitcase out of the suite while carrying the backpack. then you went back in to put your hair back.

you heard someone calling your name. you answered the call and heard footsteps coming to your room. you turned to see Jared standing there, like nothing had happened downstairs.

Jared: are we almost ready to go?

YN: almost. just gonna get into something a bit more vacay less public appearance. meet you down in 2... 

Jared: wear something sexy. i guarantee that you will be the hottest thing in the car. and you can pick the music. 

you grabbed something out of the closet and took it into the bathroom. you came out to see Jared standing not  facing you. till you would speak woulkd be when he would know you were there.

YN: does that mean we are bluetoothing it all the way there.

Jared: got the wireless charging pad installed and all ready to go. plus i hooked your phone to the bluetooth already. now when you are ready we will head out.

YN: i know. jared are we gonna discuss what happened between us downstairs?

Jared: that kind of talk is better suited for vacation. 

thom is waiting by the door, you and jared bring down the last of the stuff. thom just as excited about this vacation as any little child should be. everything was loaded in the car, you went to lock the house and set the alarm. but before setting the alarm, you said the one word that you were sure might confirm your suspicions. 

YN: christo!

the cross on the wall near by turned upside down. you finished setting the alarm after salting the doors and windows. only hoping that this would be easy, but now you were certain that you had figured out the darkness that Jared kept mentioning. 

you went to the car, sitting down you nodded at Jared to start driving. and it was declared right then and there that you all were officially on vacation. Thom sat quietly and eventually passed out. your music playing in the background, Jared realizing that Thom had fallen asleep moved his hand to rest on your thigh.

this made you look at him, the darkness in his eyes faded when you placed your hand on his. the darkness that starred at you, the way his hand tightened on your thigh. you were the luckiest girl in the world. you hoped that this vacay would yield the answers you hoped you didnt need. 

over the last little while you had done research on what you thought might be the darkness latched to Jared. after what happened in the house before you left with the cross. you were certain. Jared was possessed. and you had to stop this thing from doing something he would regret. 

your mind circled with those thoughts, but a voice brought you out of your own mind.

Jared: you have been quiet, is everythign alright?

YN: yes everything is fine. just going over the list and making sure we dont need to have the lawn people do any extra tasks while we are gone.

jared: why do you think we forgot something?

YN: its just a feeling. but its nothing to worry about. now when we get there i assume that we are gonne have a tour and a chance to unpack before we decide our first vacation activity.

Jared: i also hope you dont mind sharing a room with me. its a little 5 bedroom cottage but the 3rd, 4th and 5th rooms are supposed to be guest rooms. they only has a cot and no closet. we are just waiting on a few parts to be reno’d in there. 

YN: i think i can live with this arrangement. thom i assume is gonna be in a room close by.

Jared: yep he is at one end of the hall we are at the other. you know when i called you all those months ago, asking you to fly out here to help me, i was ready to give up on finding someone to help me take care of the house and Thom. but your ad made me have hope that maybe you would be the one that would save me.

YN: i think i know what darkness follows you but i wont know forsure until i can run a test. 

Jared: what kind of test

YN: one that would need to be done when Thom is asleep. one that i hope will either prove me right or prove me a liar. that is if your willing to try.

Jared: im willing to try anything.

YN: well then we will try it tonight after Thom goes to bed. 

neither of you had realized how much time had passed, then you saw a sign. Jared smiled.

Jared: we are close now.

YN: that sign that i just saw is that where we are going?

Jared: yep. once you se the place you will understand why i got it. and i sound proofed the master, just in case...

he winked at you as he slowed down at the edge of a driveway. he then guided your gaze to look ahead at the cottage that now stod before you.

Thom woke up shortly after you had pulled him out of the car. he rubbed his eyes and smiled as he ran toward the house, screaming happily as he approached the steps. where he waited for you and Jared. 

you both brought what you could while still having hands to open the door and help Thom up the stairs. jared unlocked the door allowing you and thom to walk through first. your eyes went wide at the first glance of your home away from home with Jared and Thom. 

this was gonna be an amazing vacation. you put down what you carried, as well as let go of Thom who was running around looking at everything. you spun round and somehow landed in the arms of Jared.

Jared: what do you think?

YN: what do i think.. this is amazing. i love this. this is incredible. i wouldnt trade this vacation for anything. honestly i would rather be no where else. im quite happy here. 

Jared: as in this home or my arms.

YN: both. jared, i i... 

just as your about to speak again. you and jared are interrupted by thom coming out of a nearby room half dressed. 

Thom: daddy, YN can we go swimming now...

jared set you back on your feet and you both laughed. 

Jared: in a few moments bud we gotta find the swim suits first. 

as Jared said that the attendants brought up the luggage. you looked at Jared who just smiled and whispered in your ear.

Jared: you have the summer off to relax for 6 weeks. just be normal with me and Thom. these next hours could prove several things for us. starting with lets take Thom swimming and then go from there. we will hopefully eat when we return. the attendants are already preparing supper. 

you could do nothing except smile. it was already turning into a really steamy vacay. you went to where you saw jared going through your shared suitcase. first chance you got you grabbed your bikini and cover.

you went into the nearby spare room closing the door behind you. you get changed, you could hear Jared ask one of the attendants to take Thom to find him a life jacket from the boat house. then you heard silence. 

then you heard the sound of the door knob turning, you were only half done tying your bikini. when Jared walked in shirtless and wearing his swim trunks. 

Jared: need help?

you froze in place at his words it was like your actions were not your own. it was a few seconds after that you felt his hands around your waist sliding slowly up your back.

Jared: i wish we had this place to ourselves. we would not be leaving that master suite for a while. 

YN: i wish Thom was asleep so i could take away your darkness. 

Jared: so you know what it is...

YN: yes and i need you alone when i take away the darkness, Thom would be in too much danger. dont worry you will be darkness free soon. you will be back in the light and free to live your live happy with me and Thom. im not gonna let this darkness ruin your life any longer. tonight it gets banished.

Jared: just gotta tire Thom out enough that he will sleep tonight. 

YN: well then lets not keep him waiting any longer. 

you and jared walk outside and down the path to the lake. you were amazed at the wonder and beauty before you. bout halfway to the lake, you were pressed against the back side of a nearby tree. Jared’s eyes darkened at the sight of you, the feeling of your body beneath his hands had him hard, you could feel it against your lower back. 

Jared: once Thom is gone to bed, I'm gonna make Jared watch through his own eyes as I fuck you into next week. Jared will never inhabit his body again.

You struggled slightly before speaking.

YN: i address the entity within, who are you?

Jared’s form just smiled evily at you, his hands still freely roaming your body. 

YN: well you should also know that you wont live long enough to fuck me into next week. im gonna expell you from Jared’s body and send you back where you came from. now i command thee for all that light brings give me Jared back immediately.

once you finished speaking Jared’s body fell to his knees, you kneel down to only be hugged by Jared.

Jared: I'm sorry, I'm so sorry

YN: don't worry, just calm down. That demon is gonna be gone when I do the ritual. Take a few moments to breathe, I'm gonna go sit on the dock where the attendant is in the shallows with thom. Just take your time.

You placed a kiss to his cheek, then walked the rest of the way to the lake. Upon arrival at the lake, you watched the attendant and Thom, playing in the shallow water.

Attendant: miss YN. Where is Master Jared?

YN: he will be along shortly he just wanted to check his messages make sure everything is running smoothly.

Attendant: then I shall stay down here with you both till he arrives. How do you like the place Miss?

Yn: it's gorgeous. I love it. I have never been invited to go on any type of vacation. Not even in my own family. So this was a really awesome surprise.

Attendant: that is so sad... Well to many more times like this then. Thom here is a amazing little kiddo, you have been working so hard master Jared just wanted to give you a vacation you wouldn't soon forget.

Thom meanwhile was just enjoying the water, his expression had a huge smile on it. He was wet head to toe and absolutely having fun!

You kept waiting on the dock for Jared to approach and for 10 min he didn't till you, looked and saw his form approach.

you sat on the dock and felt him slide down behind you, his legs are on either side of yours, his arms round your waist. you both sat there enjoying the view while Thom played with the attendant in the water below. neither you nor Jared felt like moving knowing that in a few hours you both would be expelling the demonic force that lay now dormant inside Jared. 

Jared: do you know what is better than sitting here on the dock.

YN: what

Jared: sitting on the dock with you surrounded by nature, this will be the best vacation ever once we get rid of the demon.

~time skip to a few hours later. after some swimming you all went back to the house for dinner. after dinner you guys played a game or 2 with Thom who then went with one of the attendants and had a bath, then it was time to put him to sleep. you and Jared read him a story, then he fell fast asleep. for he truely was tuckered out, you and Jared dismissed the attendants and locked the doors for the evening. you both went to the master suite as we return to the story.~

YN: i need to set something up first can you wait like 5 minutes before you enter the bathroom. oh and dont plan on showering in your trunks, and bring towels with you. i have a feeling like we will need them when we are done. 

Jared: ill see you in there.

you walk towards the bathroom, holding the prayer beeds in one hand and un doing your bikini in the other. you placed the bikini on the ground and set your phone on the counter. 

YN:  Exorcizo te, creatura aquae. In nomine dei patris omnipotentis et in virtute spiritus sancti.

you finished the incantation and placed the rosery on the shower head so it lands in the water. then you took one look out the window and just let the water run over your body. 

Jared walks in with nothing on he places the towels on the counter, you see him out of the corner of your eye.

Yn: join me?

Jared didn't need an invitation he was already climbing in behind you. For he knew that this was the only way to expell the demon.

You turned around and now faced him, you looked up at him holding his gaze you move him round so he is under the water.

His body starts shaking that's when you spoke again.

Yn: please let this work...

You had him lift you up so he was holding you as you slid down onto his cock, and spoke the incantation that hopefully would save his life. In other words bring his light fuller to push away the darkness.

Also there was a Devils trap in the floor where jard was standing you had the attendantz draw one, for the demon to be sent straight back to hell. With a clear voice the following words were spoken by you.

Yn: exorcisomus te, omnis immunus spirits, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursion infernalis adversarri, omnis legio, omnis congregato, insectas diabolicas, ergo dracto malidicte, eclesium secura fascious liberate, te regamous, audinos

At that point black smoke came out of Jared's mouth, and went straight through the floor. When Jared looked at you again his eyes were clear and he leaned you against the wall.

He began thrusting his hard cock in and out of your pussy. It was something that both of you had dreamed about for months.

His hard cock pounding your sensitive tender pussy. With each thrust you climaxed. But it was the kisses that left you both breathless.

The more he thrust the more he came. After 45 minutes and 16 climaxes for the both of you.

Jared set you down, helped you rinse off, both of you getting out after Jared turned off the water, Jared wrapped a towel round you, then he dried himself off.

Jared: thank you. Thank you for saving my life. But where did you learn to do that.

YN: too much research on the paranormal. I knew something was off and when that demon named himself I knew what I had to do. 

Jared: would you consider making your time here a role more permenant than just a nanny?

YN: what kind of role would that be?

you are immediately pickd up and placed on the bed with Jared crawling on top of you. he made love to you for a few moments before just curling up with you in his arms and muttered only 2 words before he crashed.

Jared: marry me

you used voice command to turn out the lights before passing out yourself. when you both woke the next morning with just a sheet covering your still cuddling forms. you blinked a bit before moving a piece of Jared’s hair out of his eyes. 

it was a few moments later that Jared stirred. 

YN: morning handsome.

Jared: that was the best ive slept in years. 

YN: do you remember saying anything after we hit the pillow last night.

Jared twists away from you for a moment and pulls something out of one of the drawers in his nightstand, before coming back to your embrace.

Jared: all this time i felt empty and now i want nothing more than to have you stay permenantly. YN will you partner with me in raising Thom full time, not as a nanny but as a step mom to him. YN i believ i already asked you this but will you marry me?

he reveals a small rose gold band with a 15k diamond in the center surrounded by your birthstone and Jareds birth stone. this made you nod alot, trying to find your voice as the cool metal band slid on your finger. 

YN: yes! yes yes yes!!!! but umm does this mean we dont have to leave this bed right away. 

Jared: i think that can be arranged besides its still early. its only 6am... we are still on work time. 

going back to cuddle mode you admired your new ring as Jared now once more wraped your form in his own, your leg draped over his hip and you guys were basically a free range pretzel. so to speak. it became the start of the life you always wanted something permenant and stable. not loose and ragged. 

goes to show love strikes when you least expect it.

[hitsuackerman]

Unpredictable (Overhaul x Reader) pt.8

a/n: so nothing much happens here but in a way im just establishing how reader and her fam interact :)

warnings: this cannot be read solo, filler because author-chan needs a break xD

Links: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 9

Masterlist to my other fics: here :)

Overhaul’s waiting list: @jjk-biased​​ @infinite-universe-love​​ @dirtypride​ @blackymomo03​ @azzie​

Inside his car, you were buckled in the front seat as he took the wheel. It felt weird seeing him drive his own vehicle. Though he looked good in it, if you were to be honest.

Your thoughts ran to the precinct. The cab which the chief took was heading that way. Recalling how he held on to his anger and chose to leave with silence was the worst thing that could ever happen. More so for tomorrow. Tadrona Manor was an hour’s drive from the city.

Playing with the zippers on your bag, you began to think of a plan. One that would be so unexpected that even the chief wouldn’t dare think of it as staged. Speaking of plans, you had to check your schedule again. How did he change your meetings and interviews? You had a feeling that the remaining days would be cramped.

When he finally reached the drop-off area, you adjusted your position so you could look at him. His eyes focused on what’s ahead of him.

“Thank you for the ride.”

“Just get down and cleanse yourself.”

Bowing your head, you exited the vehicle and watched as he sped away from the building.

Now inside your unit, you decided to skip the tub and just scrub. Showering with cold waters, you felt energized and much better than before. Shorter than intended to be, you were now wearing a loose shirt and sweatpants. Taking your laptop, you set up work in the living room.

Once everything was good to go, you immediately checked your schedule. Tomorrow was only half of your working hours. The rest of the days were just as expected. With only 30 minutes for lunch, you were bombarded with an adjustment of meetings and interviews. All with barely enough interval times.

Going to your emails, you received a new one from the chief. Opening it, you cursed every single word you knew of. Attached to the email were 4 new cases. Reviewing them, you estimated it would make things with Overhaul a little more tricky. Going back to your schedule, you were thankful that he had the brain to include the necessary meetings already.

Heading to your room, you took 3 cases from your personal files and flopped back to the sofa. If the chief was playing dirty, then you had no choice but to act as well. Dialing a number, all it took was one ring and you were greeted right away.

“What can I do, (N/N)?” The voice over the phone asked.

“I need a favor, Takashi-kun.” You reached for the folders and scanned which of the three were appropriate for him. Deciding on a minor case, you opened the folder and skimmed on the papers. Making sure that he was the right one for the case. “I need you to do a case for me. It’s practically 70% solved at this point.”

“It would be a pleasure, (N/N).” Takashi replied. His voice telling you he was smirking at the request handed to him. “Is the chief overloading you with work?”

“Yeah.” Clicking your tongue, you reached for the next folder. One that revolved around aggravated assault. “I also have one for Nomura. He’s there at home right?”

“He’s listening to the conversation as we speak.”

“Good evening, (Y/N)-chan! I’ll give my damn best~” He was always a cheerful one.

“Is that all?” Takashi asked.

“There’s one more. For Kaien, I need him to gather information on one that involves perjury. It’s a bit complicated but I know he can do it.”

Takashi, Nomura, and Kaien. Those three men were your equivalent of Overhaul’s Eight Precepts of Death. Your father had entrusted them to look after you when you were still a toddler. As you grew up, you managed to build a solid bond with them. They always treated you as a princess and even till now, if it means making you happy, they would gladly assist you.

Of course you preferred not to take advantage of their skills. It was only in times like these where you would reach out to your roots for… assistance. They did, however, follow a set of rules. No killing, no fighting unless absolutely necessary, and that their safety is vital.

“Will you drop it off here at the estate or shall we pick it up?”

“I’ll drop it off tomorrow in the morning.” The butterflies in your tummy did a somersault at the thought of going home. “It has been quite some time after all~”

After saying your goodbye’s, you bagged the 3 files and began working on the new cases assigned to you.

Early the next day, you found yourself parking your car inside the Abegawa Tenchu Kai estate. It wasn’t as big as the Shie Hassaikai’s but it was home. The minute you stepped into the hallway, Takashi, Nomura, and Kaien practically glided on the floor just to greet you. They were wearing yukata, so today must be their day off.

“Where’s my lovely daughter?” You heard his voice coming down the stairs. A toothy grin formed on your face when you saw your father. Opening his arms, you hopped your way into his arms into a loving embrace. “Have you had breakfast?”

“Not yet~ What’s to eat?” You followed him to the dining area.

“Nomura cooked your favorites.” He said as he ruffled your hair. “Takashi took the liberty of buying your favorite fruit as well.”

More than excited to eat Nomura’s food, you practically dove to your seat once you saw the table filled with amazing food prepared just for you. Digging in, you savored the taste and the warmth of your home.

Half way through the meal, you handed the files to their assigned yakuza. Your father simply shook his head at your actions. He didn’t mind that you were using them to your advantage. He thought it amusing that you somehow managed to use your roots as a way of assisting you in your cases.

“How’s work, daughter?” He asked after he sipped his coffee.

“It’s pretty interesting.” You nodded. Trying to suppress the giddy sensation your tummy felt. “I’ve been assigned a case for the Fukuo Kai.”

“The chief’s still using your background as leverage?” Nomura inquired. He never fully trusted that guy the moment you first talked about him.

“Yeah…” You groaned. “I also have to work with the Shie Hassaikai for this one.”

“Shie Hassaikai, huh?” Your father repeated. “Are they treating you well?”

“He is. For the most part. Overhaul is relatively stable when I’m with him.”

“THE Overhaul?” Takashi confirmed.

“Yes. That Overhaul. I have to admit. He is intimidating. Everything you’ve heard about him might just be true.” You felt your cheeks burning at the thought of him. Not wanting them to ask questions, you took your coffee and hid your face. But that was a little too slow on your part.

“You’ve taken an interest in him.” It wasn’t a question but your father could sense things. “Has Gei seen him?”

“Once. He went to my apartment to hand over information. Gei happened to be there as well.”

“I’ve met him once.” He recalled. His index and thumb holding onto his chin. “His loyalty to the yakuza is very strong. He followed the boss as if his life depended on it. Still, he had his mask on. That was a long time ago though. He went by a different name.”

“As much as I’d like to know what his name is…” You put your mug down and began to play with the half eaten bacon. “I think it’s safer if you don’t mention it. For his sake.”

The tenderness in your voice as you spoke about him alarmed your father. There was no hiding it from him. In his eyes, he could see the subtle signs of infatuation. Observing your mannerisms as you talked about the young yakuza boss, you were still unaware that it’s slowly growing. The feelings and future complications should you pursue him.

To say that it worried him was an understatement. He knew what Overhaul was doing. He had, after all, been acquaintances with the former boss. The sudden disappearance was all too timingly when word went out that he took his place.

Still, he trusted you and your judgement. You were one of the top ranking officers and managed to keep your family ties hidden from the media. The way of the yakuza had been molded into you and how you managed to prosper with it only swelled his pride.

With breakfast done and the cases handed over, he was now standing outside your car. Leaning on your door as you strapped yourself in. The engine revved as you were preparing to leave for work. The childish smile on you was something he always strived to protect. Closing your door, he watched as you exited the estate.

Three men walked up to him. Faces filled with uncertainty.

“It’s alright, you three.” Your father assured them. “I do not fully trust him but I can only hope that the person she’s seeing is Chisaki-kun and not Overhaul. Come now. I think we all need to light up some incense.”

Inside the car, you clenched on the steering wheel. The sense of safety gone the minute your precinct was in sight. Looking at the parked cars, you were more than relieved when you saw his car wasn’t in its designated spot. Scanning the area once you stopped your engine, you deemed it safe and basically ran all the way to the entrance.

Now in the protection of your cubicle, you turned your desktop and waited for it to boot. When it did, you scanned your emails and began to count the hours.

4 more hours before you’d be sent home.

9 more hours till you would have to sit face to face with that wretched boss of yours.

Beginning your day’s work, you mentally prepared for what was to come next.

-----

so yeah nothing much really happens here~ do you guys have any questions? feel free to comment and ill gladly answer them :) take care and i hope you guys like this chapter <3

[and-the-world-is-quiet-here]

Live 2020 debate commentary from a salty, disabled, and VERY pissed gen Z

 Yall he just said he’s immune

My dad just left the room

Bitch are u saying Johnson and Johnson is going to make the vaccine?

sir that’s the diaper company…..smh

Biden just said its going to be a dark winter

#winter is coming

“virus.....that came from china” -trump 2020

“were learning to live with it”-trump 2020

apparently “Biden lives in his basement”-your president 2020

totally accurate.....obviously

ohhhh biden just said were learning to die with it

trump interrupted biden

Mam I thought you said you were muting them?

biden laugh count at 3

he all about the once percent till its the dead ones

trump interrupting at 3...nvm its now 4

this debate is making my dog sad

interrupting now at 5 for trump

trump saying his young sons illness just “went away”

bitch he’s may age and no it did not just “go away”

he was in quarantine for two weeks

apparently nyc is a ghost town 

its not a ghost town trump I live right next to it

loudest neighbors ever

trump don’t call him Anthony

his name is DOCTOR Fauci

treat him with the respect he deserves

Biden looks so sad

nvm he legit looks like the joker right now

HALFWAY MARKKK

why is this at 9?

sir its a school night

I need time to scroll through my feed for hours before collapsing

Biden don’t use the word sovereignty

trump doesn't know what it means

thats discrimination against trumps

ohhh hes attacking hunter (biden) again

so he has a wee drug problem?

at this point everyone got one!

your the one making lewd comments about your infant daughter on national tv

(look it up he talks about his 6 month old daughters legs but and breasts)

get him big b!!

h876689908776- my dog 2020

he wants to express his disappointment

the light boxs is stealing his mother attention

ohh hes being rude to the moderator again

u a strong independent Indian woman get him girll!

mute his mike

prty plz

I am dissapionted in you

he’s saying he’s not allowed to release his taxs

(that is a proven lie)

“i was put through a phony witch hunt”- you'll never guess 2020

hes going after his BROTHER now

how is this allowed?

who decided trumps strategy would be to accuse his opponent of his own crimes?

look at the insults guys its a crystal ball

stay ahead of the scandal's

WILL YOU LEAVE HIS SON ALONE PLEASE

THESE ARE HIS CHILDREN LEAVE THEM ALONE

“i was a business man doing business”-trump 2020

no sir you were another rich white guy taking advantage of tax brakes and cheap foreign labor in asia

#american jobs as long as i don’t have to pay minimum wage

#you know like a DECENT FUCKING PERSON

Trump interrupted again

I lost count a while ago

Biden is staring into my soul

oh Biden just played the middle class childhood card

I haven't heard a single mute so far?

trump just said his bromance with kim jung un saved america from nuclear war

dont through my boy Obama under the bus

and another interruption

my big bro just screamed “MUTE BUTTON MUTE BUTTON MUTE BUTTON”

honestly same

10 more min guys

hang in there

OHHH trump just got MUTEDDDDDD

Biden is now on legitimate policy 

ahhh hes proud of his plan

annd trump just interrupted

trump just kissed up to the moderator

trump just said biden’s more liberal than bernie

ohhh

biden just said trump dosent know who hes running against

hes like “this is joe biden”

like I know bro but slick burn anyway

ohhh they muted trump again!!!!

perfect opportunity to mute missed

trump just blamed healthcare issues on nancy peloski

biden says the the republicans wont pass it

(btw hes actualy right)

2 mins left

and trump is speaking through it

1 min left

omg what a waste of air

I really want him to test his “immunity”

preferably during a harsh winter

ITS TEN GUYSSS

there running over

they still haven't covered immigration

shit

I have just learned there is 30 min left

I think I would rather kill myself than watch the rest of this

I’m seriously have a sensory overload right now

I’m doing this for u

“children are brought here by coyotes”-presedentail cown 2020

what a wack ass sentence

hes like ohIi haven't been putting kids in cages

and then just went but I didn't build them they were built in 2014

(contradiction much)

“who built the cages”

“who built the cages”

“who built the cages”

yes it was Obama but guess what

THEY WERNT BUILT FOR KIDS

there ment to house animals, evidence, and adult prisoners in emergency situations

THEY WERNT MENT FOR 3 YEAR OLDS

Biden was just like “well no actually kids come with PARENTS”

(kids hardly ever come over with out parents)

and then he was like and also WHO LOST TRACK OF OVER 1,000 PARENTS

(thats 500+ new orphans at the least)

hes saying only the illegal immigrants with the lowest IQs come back after being deported

we said the same thing in december about you but ya’know

my mum was like “anyone eating chocolate” and I was like “im snaking on this ignorance” and she was like “dont do that you'll get indigestion”

“no one has done more for the black community then Donald trump except for maybe Abraham Lincoln”

oh yeah Biden just brought up how trump publicly campaigned for the execution of the central park 5

WHO WERE CHILDREN

AND OH YEAH THEY WERE COMPLETELY INNOCENT

trump just yelled at Biden, got muted, and just yelled louder

trump just said he cant see the audience but hes the least racist person in the room

“Abraham lincoln here is one of the most racist presidents in american history”- biden 2020

biden just went “oh god”

he just said that he used to not support the blm movement because they chanted rude things about police officers

I would like to reiterate that “pigs in a blanket” has never been chanted in a protest or been a prominent statement in the blm movement nor “fry em like bacon” so what trump is saying is factually incorrect

unless hes on some sort of far right conservative twitter feed were he came across a video of some drunk white college kids chanting it 

but you know what ever fits you narrative

plus I would be pretty pissed if I kept getting shot at for no reason so....

Biden making more logical decisions

trump was like why have you never done all this stuff when you were vice president

“we had a republican congress” -biden 2020

we have the cleanest air

we have the cleanest crystal clear water

sir, i know you've been to mexico

don’t lie

the waters gorges down there

and not owned by your smug ass

trump just called china filthy

so you know....

*whispers* racism

ok 5 min left

for real this time

trump just went “aoc plus 3: and then hes like she knows nothing about the climate

ummm.... you dont even believe in climate change

bidens like “are....is...is is”

good for you

correcting your grammar

trump just said “the wind kills all the birds” out of the godamn blue

(he means wind mills and its untrue)

“Whats the next question baba”

“the final question is leadership which he doesnt have”- baba 2020

I feel bad for anybody watching this on the toilet

bidens starring into your soul

he knows what your doing

there officially overtime

its 10 33

they haven't even done the last section yet

btw ITS A SCHOOL NIGHT

why do they host these so late

I should be pretending to be asleep right now

this is generational discrimination

plus trumps supporters are so old there asleep by now

ohhhh its over

1036 final time

okay so thoughts....I generally dont like the party system i think its ridiculous the system was not designed for it, and its now more about loyalty then the actual candidates. I also am really hesitant to put another strait white male in the oval office, especially one thats from “the lucky few” I.E. the smallest voting generation in the country and also the one that already holds the most positions. That being said, at this point its really anyone but trump and I think bidens got the experience to turn things around. 

I AM IN SCHOOL I CANNOT VOTE. I am relying on all my older friends, followers, neighbors, and community members. To make an educated decision that wont further degrade the once hopeful future my generation awaits. Please if you can vote VOTE the kids are relying on you!

P.S. sorry i wasn't able to edit this earlier i struggle alot with spelling and didnt have the time to edit this because I HAD TO GO TO BED AND THEN GO TO SCHOOL. Why am I more politically active then people twice my age you might ask? Well, thats because adults are lazy and need to get of their gd asses and VOTE. So kids dont have to do the legwork for them. 

I have said my peace now, have a wonderful day!

[kello-unknown]

NEVER THOUGHT IT’D BE HER

Summary:  Max lives an… entertaining life.  She just got out of a relationship she thought would last forever.  Meeting one person leads to more people in her life, and before she knows it, she’s falling in love with someone she never expected to fall in love with.

Words:  1,492

Warnings: like one flashback (but its a flashback of a flashback so), brief mention of alcohol consumption, flirty talk (kinda)

Author’s Note:  dont forget if u wanna catch up on what happened in the last chapter, you can click down below and re-read and remember what happened to the gang lol :D

CHAPTER 1, CHAPTER 2, CHAPTER 3, CHAPTER 4, CHAPTER 5, CHAPTER 6, CHAPTER 7

MASTERLIST

~~~

CHAPTER 8

               THE next few days begin the same for the most part.  Alex starts to wake up a bit earlier every day now that she’s becoming used to waking up in Max’s bed.  The two see each other before Max leaves for work and Alex starts to plan for her day.  Alex had called her boss, who had, over the course of the years she has worked there, become a close friend, and told her a brief story of what happened.  Her boss told her to take as much time as she needed to recover, and Alex intended on doing just that.

               Throughout the first week of her being at the house, Alex spends most of her days taking walks down the street and visiting the town since she lived a few towns over before everything happened.  She gets home around five o’clock usually, and Max comes home from work a little more than an hour later.  The two would eat dinner together and share their day.  They’d watch a silly movie or something stupid so that there would be background noise as they would just talk to each other and enjoy the time they have.  After a while, one of them would say that it was late and that they should go to bed, the other would agree, and the cycle of activities would repeat the next day.

               One day, as she’s taking her daily walk, Alex comes by what looks like, to her, a night club.  She walks by and realizes it’s just a bar.  She’s practically explored the whole town at this point, and this seems to be the only bar in this area.  Then it hits her.  She remembers what Max told her about the night she and Natalie broke up. 

               After what feels like hours of crying, Max gets up and walks to the fridge, looking for the one thing that’s always been there for her whenever she’s had a problem that no one else could help her with.  Downing one bottle of beer, she goes to grab another one, along with her house keys, and goes for a walk.  Ten minutes go by, and she arrives at her go-to bar, stumbling in….

               This must be the bar Max went to drown all of her sorrows.  And by the looks of Max, there must have been a lot of sorrows. 

               Alex pulls her phone out of her pocket and goes through her text messages and clicks on one name.  She hasn’t told anyone about what happened between her and Devin, not even Casey, her best friend since God knows how long.  She couldn’t imagine life without her.  Casey was always there for her, no matter what. 

               “Hey girlie, you doing anything tn?  I have a lot to tell you…”  She sent the text and looked back up at the bar front.  She hears a ding, brings her face back down towards her phone and sees that Casey already texted her back.  “omg yes ofc.  its been a while, im sure u do lmao.  have anywhere in particular u wanna go?”  Alex smiles.

               “There’s this cute bar I just found.  ‘The Black Lion.’  Idk if you’ve ever heard of it, but I’ll send you the addy and meet you there.. say 8ish tn?” 

               “i think ive been there once or twice if memory serves.  ill be there bitch ;)”

               Alex puts her phone into her pocket and continues on her walk.

               After being out for almost four hours on her walk, Alex gets back to the house around the same time she usually does and notices Max’s car in the driveway.  Curious as to why she’s home much earlier than usual, she heads inside to see what’s up.  Walking in the front door, she sees Max sitting at the counter on her phone.  Max looks up to see her roommate and greets her.  Alex does the same as she walks over towards her and asks why she’s home so early in the evening.  “My boss was convinced I was too tired to work even though I already finished my work for the day.  So, she sent me home early since ‘It’s Friday,’ and I should go out with my ‘friends to celebrate the end of another week.’  Her words, not mine,” Max explains. 

               Alex giggles.  “Well good for you then, I guess.  Anyways, I was actually going out with one of my friends tonight since I haven’t seen anyone in a while.”  Max’s eyes widen.

               “That’s great!  Where are you guys gonna go?” she inquires.

               “That bar in town.. I think it’s called ‘The Black Lion’?”  Max nods.

               “Oh!  I love the BL!  That’s my go-to bar.  It’s great.”  Alex smiles at Max’s enthusiasm.  “Listen if anyone - and I mean anyone - gives you a problem trying to get in, tell them you know me.  I’m a regular there and if that doesn’t work, call me.  I’ll come down and show off the guns.”  She then rolls up her sleeves and flexes her bicep.  Alex bursts out laughing, and Max does the same not too long after she starts.  After they both finish laughing, Alex, wiping tears off her face, excuses herself and starts to go get ready for her night out with Casey while Max goes to her text messages. 

               “You doing anything tn?  I got the house to myself if you wanna come over ;)??”  She sets her phone down to walk to the fridge and grabs a drink.  On her way back over to the couch, she picks up and checks her phone to see if she had gotten a message.  Nothing yet.  She tosses her phone onto the couch, grabs the remote and sits down.  As soon as the tv is on, she hears a chime coming from her phone.  She leaves whatever is playing on the tv and picks up her phone.

               “im actually going out with one of my friends tn lol.  maybe later on in the weekend if u can? its been a while ;).”  Max sighs.  She hasn’t seen Casey in a while since Alex has moved in.  But she gets it.  It’s a bros before hoes type thing.

               “I get it lmao.  I’ll have to check ahead to see if I have any work to do,” she knew she wouldn’t have any work, but she likes to play hard to get sometimes, “but I’d love to get together over the weekend.  Have fun tn.”  As if almost on cue, Alex emerges from the bedroom.  She’s got on a pair of blue skinny jeans and a black – no, maybe dark grey – crop top on.  She walks over to the couch with her black heels in her hand.  “Well you look cute.  Are you trying to get with this friend of yours tonight or are you just trying to make him drool?” 

               Alex rolls her eyes.  “First, thank you for the compliment.  I finally went back to the apartment to grab most of my clothes.  Luckily, Devin wasn’t there so I didn’t have to deal with him.”  Max nods.  “Second, no I am not trying to get with my friend, and lastly this friend is a girl.  So politely fuck off.”  She sends a smirk to Max, who just chuckles and throws her hands up in surrender.

               “Alright.  You can still technically get with her, you know.  My first statement still stands, though.  You look hot.”

               Alex raises an eyebrow.  “I thought I looked just cute a few seconds ago.  Now I’m hot?  What made you change your mind?” she teases.  “Is it the heels?  It’s definitely the heels,” she says, as she now sends a wink to her roommate.

               Max sits in her spot on the couch, laughing softly while shaking her head.  Alex stands up and starts to gather what she needs for her escapades and heads for the front door.  Before she leaves, she hears Max yell out, “If you need the bedroom tonight, make sure you text me at least 10 minutes before you get home!”  Alex laughs, yelling out a quick “Okay!” as she closes the front door.  She walks down the driveway, grabs her phone to text Casey to tell her she’s leaving now, and starts her walk to the bar.

               When she’s just around the corner from the bar, Alex texts Casey to see if she’s close.  As she walks up to the front of the bar, she sees her best friend coming from the other direction.  She smiles, walks past the bar and up to Casey.  They both hug each other tightly.

               The two get in without a problem, the bouncer having recognized Casey from her coming to the bar so many times before tonight.  The two sit down at one of the tables in the corner of the bar and their night begins.

NEXT

~

~

~

tags: @maggie-elise13, @elizabethfictionwriting, @lesbian-deadpool, @the-very-tired-gay,  @timelords-13, @tangled-up-in-bad-decisions, @natashaswhitesuit, @its-a-me-mario-hihi, @marvelfansince08love

[marveling-chrisevans]

What if - That Night

What If - That night 

Chris Evans x OFC

Chapter six - 1336 words

Part One | Part Two | Part three | Part Four | Part Five

Warnings: Drinking and dancing and some mild smut 

Summary: What if. What if you out of the blue and on an impulse applied for a contest, and what if you won that. What if you met someone who didn’t know you existed, and what if you asked them for a drink after.  What if this impulse changed your entire life.  ** note I didn’t win so I don’t know how all this would go down but this would be how I would have loved it to happen.. the first chapter completely happened.. the texts might not be the same. But it happened**   Tag List: @smoothdogsgirl​ @torntaltos​ @patzammit​ – If you wanna be tagged just make a comment below and I am happy to do that or just DM me, whichever

This story is fully caught up and posted on AO3 and Wat pad. I am going to be combining chapters to catch Tumblr up. but if you would like to read everything right now then go ahead.

https://www.wattpad.com/story/184900452-what-if

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18506152/chapters/43856086

Right as they got out to the dance floor, the music turned slow. Faith laughed as she looked around “why does the universe hate mee” she said all dramatic like as she giggled as Chris softly put his hands on her waist and smiled

“give it Four Minutes and it will change again” he reminded her that songs only last about that long.

She was drunk enough to accept the fact and laid her head against his chest and his suit and swing her arms around his neck “so you know I’m not coordinated enough to not step on your toes” she warned him as he led with a slight step back as he didn’t want to get stepped on

“you know that isn’t going to matter” she said as she looked at him with a slight drunk smile “im a clumsy person a good day, but add in heals and like 6 shots I’ve had. I don’t know what’s going to happen” Faith replied back as she already started to stumble.

Chris nodded as he tightened his grip on her waist to ensure that if she was going to fall he was going to be able to catch her, right as the song changed, faith let go of him and got jiggy with it, Grinding up against him, and ya know just enjoying herself.

After the song was over, Faith walked over to the bar and got herself another drink before going back to find Rose.

Rose looked at her “don’t you think you have had enough?” She wondered seeing the fresh drink in her hand

She nodded “yeah this is my last one I think im ready to go, I mean you can stay if you want but I just I need to I don’t know sleep?” She wondered drinking like half the drink and shrugged

Rose made a face “i think im going to stay, there are still a few people I wanna meet”

Faith nodded “okay ill call an uber” she said as she turned around and saw Chris Standing there

Chris smiled “i was just heading out myself, ill have my car give you a ride back to your hotel”

Rose smiled “now that sounds like a better idea to me. The two of you, alone in a car”

Faith grabbed her drink and finished it “alright then” she sighed as she looked at him “Lets get out of here then” She spun herself around and gave rose a hug “if I don’t survive remember me fondly, ill see you in a few hours’ she said and looked at Chris “alright”

The two, went ahead and got into the black car that was provided to Chris to make sure that she got back to the hotel

Faith slide in next to him “oh im feeling that now mr. Krabs” she said laying her head against the seat

Chris looked at her getting in the other side, “did you just quote spongebob?” He asked with a grin on his face

She nodded “i end up watching that a lot, with my nephew, its one of the only things he will watch when uncle Chris isn’t on the tv” she shrugged looking over at him

“uncle Chris?” He asked back looking at her

“Rose, calls you that, she has thing where she likes to imagine that we are like married, in some life. Or because she turns it on every time your on the TV so part of the family, and the only time he actually is sits down and watches anything is when you are on the tv, he is four and disabled and lives with me, taking care of him for the last almost two years.. I don’t know why im telling you this, He is the cutest dude you will ever see oh my god I should show you a picture” She said reaching for her phone in her bra and pulled out a picture “this is greyson, he is just the most adorable human on any pla-

All of a sudden Chris lips were on hers He kissed her, he from the moment he saw her wondering around the premier, he thought she was attractive and learning more about her. He didn’t know women like her existed anymore, were not so self absorbed in there own lives and cared about other people, maybe it was that he had been in LA for so long or in the industry, he forgot.

Faith pulled away slightly and looked at him “okay was not expecting that” she said simply as she shifted and sat on his lap as she wasn’t buckled because she was kinda to drunk to figure it out, so she straddled his lap and kissed him again, pulling away slightly to tell the driver just to take them to his house, because hotel rooms were not cool

About an half hour later, and some heavy foreplay later, Chris was ready to have her, Faith was just as anxious. Faith got out of the car and took off her heals as she stumbled waiting on him to tip or do whatever he was doing. By the time that she got her second heal off, his lips were against hers again.

She jumped up leaving her heals right there, wrapping her legs around his waist, as the two of them made it into the house, as he was carrying her they bumped into a few different things, causing Faith to laugh against his lips, they made it into the private entrance into his bedroom. He threw her onto the bed and started to undress himself.

Faith watched him as she bite her lip she pulled her dress off over her head and tossed it on the floor and then grabbed him by his opened button up and pulled him back down. She ran her hand down his body as she was back on top of him and slide her hand into his boxers

Chris Adjusted himself under her weight and her grasp as she started to rub his shaft slowly as he was already was semi hard by the time they actually got in the house.

A few mins later he flipped them, so now that Faith was on the bottom of him. He pulled his boxers off and her slide her panties off, He slide on a condom. Making sure they were both being safe about it and slowly entered her.

Faiths hair in a mess all over his bed. Gripped onto him. His shoulders as he started to pump his hips into hers. Faith rolling her hips into his, feeling him sink deeper and deeper into her. Faith couldn’t help but let out a deep moan as he started going harder and faster within her. She drug her hails down his back and back up and gripping them in his hair.

Chris could feel her growing tighter and tighter around him as he started to move rougher, sliding his hand down her body reaching for her clit and rubbing it in circles sending her over the edge.

Faith felt the burn in her lower stomach, and everything to as tight as she rode her orgasm, Chris followed shortly behind her. As they rode it together. When he was finished he rested his head on her chest. Taking a deep breath of her skin, adore rolling off next to her.

Faith looked over at him as she then looked up at the ceiling of his room, where the fan was spinning “wow” she said back to him as she knew one thing that was the best she had ever had.

Chris smiled softly as he got up and disposed of the condom and such, when he walked back out of the room, He smiled as he could see her asleep already. He shook his head and climbed into bed next to her. He smiled at the way that the top sheet she chose to cover up with curved her body.

[naneki-maid]

long story short but i wanted to share this because it doesn’t seem as though airlines (specifically JetBlue) are currently as experienced or qualified enough to recognize human trafficking as I was lead to believe.

i am by no means a good writer and this is an incident I myself did not witness, however, i will sum it up to the best of my ability. after visiting with family, a friend of mine, let’s call her Alice, was returning back to her place of work/home, therefore, she books a 6 hour red-eye flight back home with jetblue. fast forward to the night of her flight and she arrives at the airport with 10 minutes to spare. Alice boards the plane and notices that there’s a man (heavy set, middle aged) and a woman (younger, of possible Asian descent) in her assigned row. this is also the very first row of seats as you enter the plane, meaning it’s essentially first class. Alice’s assigned seat is closest to the window. while she’s standing in the aisle, waiting for the people to take their seats, she notices the two people seem to be bickering, however, it doesn’t seem as though they’re a couple because the woman isn’t responding to anything the man is saying. the man makes comments such as, “got dammit,” and “can you move,” and “can you hurry up?” skip ahead a few minutes and all three are sitting in their seats, alice by the window, and the young woman sitting in between her and the crazy man. the man continues to yell at the woman, who by the way, has said not one word in response to the man’s aggressive remarks/demands up to this point. at this time, Alice thinks the man and woman are not together. she assumes this guy is just an agitated and angry man who’s just being super rude. suddenly she hears the man whisper to the woman, “keep your fuckin mouth shut.” Alice then taps the woman’s arm and asks, “excuse me, are you all right?” she does this twice. after the second time, the woman turns her face towards Alice and she just smirks. she says nothing. Alice then asks the woman, “are you two together?” the man replies quickly, “yes, we’re together.” a few moments later the man leans over the woman, locks his eyes on Alice and says, “mind your own fuckin business,” and then falls back into his seat. Alice responses, “excuse me? did you just say that to me?” the man looks back at Alice, completely un-bothered. he replies, “What? nope. i didn’t say anything.” Alice is freaked out, she’s reached her limit. she calls a flight attendant over, their conversation goes back and forth. After it’s made clear that there’s no other seats available, Alice decides to exit the plane. she then proceeds to get up and remove her suitcase from the top compartment. the pilot of the plane walks to the front where her and flight attendant are standing. again, this is the first row of the plane. the exit/entrance of the plane is right there. Alice is explaining to the flight attendants and the pilot, the comments made my the crazy man who is sitting down right behind her.

i can’t relay the exact conversation that went down, but basically the pilot seemed strangely unconcerned, almost lacking in emotion as Alice is explaining what happened. during this conversation, one of the female flight attendants admits that she had noticed the man’s remarks and that he was being aggressive and violent in his manner of speech towards the woman. then the pilot then confesses, with his eyes staring at the floor, “yeah I also heard him (the crazy man) say some pretty awful things to this woman, but I didn’t think much of it.” after they ask the crazy man if what they said is correct, he responds with “nope. im not saying anything, FREEDOM OF SPEECH.” after alice exits the plane and she’s speaking with a JetBlue employee who’s helping her re-book her flight, Alice asks the woman what they’re going to do about the incident. the woman looks confused and responds, “what incident?”

in conclusion, this incident scared alice to death. this had her looking over her shoulder all the way through the airport terminal as she exited to meet her uber driver. this left me with a lot of questions, a few being:

if the crazy man and the younger woman were indeed involved in human trafficking, were they working alone? was there anyone else involved on the same flight who just better as hiding their cover? why did the pilot react so strangely, so unconcerned? Was he just being dumb? could he have been involved? if both the pilot and the flight attendant noticed something was off with this man, why didn’t they say or do anything to help this woman? why weren’t the other flight attendants made aware of this incident? 

perhaps this man was just truly an awful human being and not at all involved in something as horrifying as human trafficking, perhaps this young woman was not a victim of that specifically, but why was nothing done? the only reason I can think of was that maybe this was protocol. maybe their behavior was a result of their training? i hope so. i truly hope so. maybe all employees were made aware of what happened but they weren’t allowed to say anything to passengers in order to help deescalate the situation? i have no idea. I am ashamed to admit that i sometimes forget about these horrible truths, but im hoping to get better at recognizing these situations and doing something to stop them from happening.

(I’ve visited Hong Kong China and I saw a man grab a woman by her hair and slap her across the face twice while men and women stood around and did nothing to stop it. a woman beside me pulled me back as i took a step forward, a sense of urgency in her eyes told me that there was nothing we could do.

In Shanghai China, I sat in the back of a taxi cab with my cousins, panicking as the the driver locked the doors and sped off past out stop because my cousin wouldn’t give him more money for the taxi ride. (which was definitely overpriced because we had made the same trip the night before for a lower price).

In Beijing China I watched a man grab my friend’s arm and twist it, refusing to let go because she bumped into his already broken merchandise and refused to pay for it. it was like standing outside of a nightmare as multiple grown men stood by and watched, they did absolutely nothing to help. eventually one of them stepped forward and pulled the man away, finally getting him to let go.)

im not relaying these last few experiences to speak ill of China. China is a gorgeous country, I can’t express that enough. I would love to revisit some day, but I’m retelling them because horrifying acts of abuse happen all over the world, every day, and sometimes it feels as though no one is allowed to stop it. 

sometimes women can’t or aren’t allowed to say anything in situations like these, but if you can do something? if you can speak up? 

please do. 

[catmeme-moved]

all of the asks! >:3

god ok 

1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say?

😏

2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?

3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?

i dont think i could date anyone who does any kind of drugs,, it makes me Very uncomfortable

4. Is your last name longer than six letters?

its only 4 babey

5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?

sober...ive never been drunk

6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?

i guess?? it was in high school so i dnt think it rly counts since yknow, i was 16

7. What does your last received text say?

“jgdijgjfdivjdjdj me“

8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?

not enough times !!! i love kissing my gf

9. Where was your last kiss at?

in the parkinglot behind my dorm building

10. When is the last time you saw your sister?

i saw both my sisters when i was home for break a few weeks ago

11. What do you drink in the morning?

coffey

12. Where did you sleep last night?

my bed 

13. Do you think relationships are hard?

not rly? i think if relationships r hard then they arent rly meant to be

14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?

god i wouldnt have spent so much money

15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problems?

none at all ;3c

16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?

i guess rainy....overcast weather is my fav

17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?

my mom ! probably lots of other people too shjkdh lee is a fairly common name i think

18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?

jeans

19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?

i hope so!!!

20. Does anyone like you?

god i sure hope my gf does

21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?

nop

22. Is the last person you kissed gay?

ya thats why i kissed them ghksdjs

23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?

no one that i know personally.. there r some like celebrities and other famous ppl i dont like

24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?

yes i want a tattoo from a specific artist in my hometown!!!

25. In the past week have you cried?

i mean probably i dont remember though

26. What breed was the last dog you saw?

a pug...i saw him in a donut shop

27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?

i dry off as im stepping out of the shower

28. Have you ever kissed a football player?

no bc jocks intimidate me

29. Do you think you’re old?

not really in the grand scheme of things.. im only 20 i still have decades ahead of me !

30. Do you like text messaging?

ya

31. What type of day are you having?

its been ok! i spent time w my roommates downtown

32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?

i hav my septum pierced but a nostril piercing would b nice

33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?

cold..

34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?

i dont rly think theres such a thing as “opposite sex” since sex is also on a spectrum like gender

35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?

relationship ! flings r nice i guess but i prefer the stability and commitment of an actual relationship

36. Are you a simple or complicated person?

i thnik im fairly simple..idk

37. What song are you listening to?

when he died by lemon demon

38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?

yea of course39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?

my best friemd emily40. What made you start liking the person you like now?

theyre hot and funny and very kind!!!!41. When did you last receive a text message?

idk maybe an hour ago42. What is wrong with you right now?

im hungry and not being held by my gf43. How well do you know the last female you texted?

its my mom so fairly well i think44. Does anyone disgust you?

men45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?

no bc im already dating someone46. Are you in a good mood right now?

i feel...neutral47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?

my roommate !48. What color shirt are you wearing?

its blue pruple n green tie dye49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear?

ya my history professor told me i had to read books50. Anyone you’re giving up on?

no one is coming to mind51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for?

i dont hate anyone!

52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?

almost gave up on ever being able to pet the raccoons outside the dining hall but someday ill be able to earn their trust

53. Do you like rain?

yes!!! 54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?

not rly ! as long as theyre safe about it ykwim55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?

no i think ive told most of my crushes how i felt about them at the time 56. Do you like to cuddle?

god yes i love to hold and be held57. Are you shy?

its the social anxiety 58. Do you get along with girls?

i am a lesbian59. Have you dated the person you texted last?

we r dating !! 60. What do you carry with you at all times?

my phone and my peper spray 61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?

id do it for 10 62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?

ive been in my current one for 7 and my longest lasted 8 ! 63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?

yes! 64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?

anything my gf does is cute65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?

my cat yawned when she tried to meow and made a weird squeak sound

66. How old are the last three people you kissed?

18 (or maybe 19 now idk), 19, 20

67. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself?    

i do them myself bc i hate spending money68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print?    

ghgdh,....neither69. Do you have any stickers on your car?    

i dont have a car yet 70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne?    

neither...i dont rly like eithr of those music genres71. Blackberry, Anroid, or iPhone?    

im samsung bitch until i die72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut?    

its been months. maybe years. i dont like pizza73. Do you like diet soda?    

i dont rly like any soda anymore tbh74. What color are the walls in your room?

plain white...f    75. Are you 16 or older?    

bitche im 2076. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars?    

nop i dont even know waht its about77. Do you have a job?    

yes i work in a library !  78. What are your initials?    

ylb79. Did you ever have braces?    

no :^/80. Are you from the south?    

nope im a pnw bitch

81. What does your last status on facebook say?    

something about voting82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed?    

ya shes my best friemd83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad?    

my mom.. fuck my dad !84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics?   

i vaguely remember attending a gymnastics class when i was like 5 85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters?    

uhh.. venom i think86. Do you smoke?    

no never !!!87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops?   

flip flops. 88. Is your phone touch screen?    

god how old are these questions. who has a phone that isnt touch screen now89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly?    

my hair is naturally curly !90. Have you ever snuck out of your house?    

no91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool?    

a pool..... rivers and lakes r scary92. Have you ever made out in a car?    

not yet93. …Had sex in a car?    

no that seems. . difficult. theres not very much room94. Are you single or in a relationship?    

im in a luvly relationship95. What were you doing last night at midnight?    

sleepin96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks?    

new years i think??97. Do you like the camera on your phone?    

yea its pretty nice98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits?    

no but ik i wanted one before i got into my current relationship skdgjhj99. Have you ever passed out from drinking?    

no but i did drink half a beer thing once and went to sleep bc i got a stomach ache100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate?    

i dont even use facebook101. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare?    

when i was in first grade id play “family” w my friend sometimes and she’d pretend to be the dad and i was the mom so we would spoon each other bc we thot thats what sex was and i thought she actually got me pregnant bc i was 7 and didnt know anything102. Name your favorite Kesha song:    

the song blind slaps103. Do you have any tan lines right now?    

no its winter and i also dont go outdoors104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts?    

 i hate wearing shorts

[letterfromtrenwith]

The Price of Freedom - Ch. 8 & 9 + Epilogue

Crime/mystery AU - Now Complete! 

When Hugh Armitage, Naval hero and nephew of the aristocratic Lord Falmouth, disappears mysteriously while out riding, it first appears to be a tragic accident. However, a ransom note is delivered and magistrates Francis Poldark and George Warleggan, along with constable Captain Ross Poldark, open an investigation.

It soon becomes clear that this is no ordinary kidnap, executed almost invisibly by skilled criminals - but why should anyone wish to target this gentle young man? And what do Hugh’s uncle, his sweetheart Morwenna Chynoweth, and the respected Dr Dwight Enys know about the case?

Sequel to Les trois Francais 

Prologue & Ch. 1 Ch. 2 & 3 Ch. 4 & 5 Ch. 6 & 7

~

Chapter 8

Ross tensed at the sudden sound, then tutted at himself when the owl soared out of the canopy of leaves overhead, hooting into the night.

“All ri’, Ross?” Henshaw’s murmur carried well in the still air.

“Yes…” They were crouched in the cover of the tree line, the woods bordering the gardens at Garrow Hall. It was after midnight by Ross’ reckoning and the two of them had been lurking in this approximate position for a little over five hours now. George had manufactured an excuse to invite Butler to the Bank to discuss some matter of Falmouth’s finances, claiming he didn’t wish to disturb his Lordship at such a difficult time. Ross and Henshaw had followed Butler from there, although maintaining a discreet distance on horseback in the clear spring weather had not been easy. Butler had returned to the Hall just before seven o’clock and, frustratingly, did not seem to have left since.

Ross and Henshaw had alternated watching and stretching their legs, moving gradually along the edge of the trees, so as to view the house from more than one angle. There was always the possibility that Butler could sneak out by the servants’ entrance, but according to Carkeek’s friend, he avoided the servants as much as possible, despite being an employee himself.

“D’ye think we should move again?” Ross was about to reply when he saw movement by the house. Raising his spyglass, he squinted through the eyepiece, and gave a grim smile of triumph; Butler was emerging from a small door into the gardens, wearing a tricorn hat which did not look like it belonged to him and a travelling cape just a touch too heavy for the weather. He turned and headed away from his two observers, towards a stretch of open arable land which lay across the borders of Falmouth lands. There was no sign of a horse, so Ross and Henshaw left theirs where they had been secured to trees near a small stream and followed him on foot, able to use the woods to conceal themselves for part of the way. It was trickier once they came to more open land but both men were experienced in such things. Once, Butler stopped and looked around as if he had heard something; they both ducked down behind the half-collapsed remains of a wall, and after a moment the secretary hunched his cloak around him and continued.

Eventually, after what must have been another hour, a faint, narrow light appeared up ahead, easy to discern in the low gleam of the crescent moon. It came from the small window of a run-down cottage, housing for workers on the old Meringowan farm if Ross recalled correctly. It had all fallen into disrepair when he was a young man, after the last owner died without any family. He tugged Henshaw by the sleeve, indicating a small hillock and the other man nodded. They took cover behind it, waiting until Butler approached the cottage. He seemed to knock and after a moment, the door opened. Whoever answered it was not visible in the shadow of the doorway. Ross waited a few moments after Butler had gone inside before glancing at Henshaw again, tilting his head towards the cottage.

As gradually as possible, keeping low to the ground, and in what little shadows the slightly uneven ground provided, they crept closer to the old building, concealing themselves again behind a pile of stones which was probably once a well.  On this side of the cottage, there was another window. It had no lamp, but the light of the other glowed faintly around it. Barely more than a slit, it was at about shoulder height, the low eaves of the old structure casting it partly in shadow.

“Wasn’t this place searched?” Ross whispered.

“No, not this direction. There was no reason t’think Hugh would’ve come this way.”

“Damn.” Ross cursed. It was likely why Butler and his cronies had chosen the place – convenient, but sufficiently out of the way as to not attract suspicion. “I’m going to look inside.”

“Careful.”

Holding his breath, Ross crept slowly forward, half-crouched, until was under the window. Carefully, he stood, keeping to the side, until he was at eye-level with the opening. Turning his head just slightly, he was able to get a partial view into the one-room interior, the lamp at the front window casting a circle of light on crumbling walls and earthen floor. Butler stood near the doorway, two other men seated on small wooden stools. A few ale bottles littered the floor.

“’Ow much longer?” One of the seated men demanded. “We bin stuck ‘ere fer days wi’ that welp, Can’t we just be rid o’him?”

“Patience. The money has been raised, and they will pay on Friday. You’ll get your reward.”

“S’bout time.” All three men turned at a faint noise from the shadowed corner of the room. Ross strained to see without risking revealing himself. One of the seated men, the larger of the two, stood and reached into the gloom, dragging a man half into the light. It took Ross a moment to recognise him as Hugh Armitage, and not merely because of his restricted view. The young man’s fair hair was limp and filthy, falling half over his face, which was smudged with dirt. He was pale and seemed almost feverish. Clearly, he was weak, struggling onto his hands and knees.

“Damn you, Butler.” Hugh’s voice was thin and dry. At his curse, the smaller of Butler’s two cronies, a rat-faced, greasy little man, cuffed Hugh about the head and Ross thumped his fist against the stone wall. Hugh coughed and spat contemptuously on the floor; despite his obvious weakness, he was defiant. Ross could not help but admire him, but he knew the young man could not last much longer in this condition. Ducking down once more, Ross crept back to where Henshaw waited. In a hurried whisper, he explained the situation.

“We can’t leave him with them. Not even until Friday.”

“But what can we do? Only two of us?” Henshaw was right. They were both experienced men, and armed, but even if they burst in pistols in hand, there was chance they could be overpowered. He frowned, trying to think of an alternative approach; from what he could see of Henshaw’s face, he was doing the same thing. Just then, the door to the cottage opened and they both instinctively ducked further into their hiding place.

“ – collected the money. I will not return until Saturday. Be vigilant, Poldark and his men are still sniffing around. They haven’t come here yet, but they might. You’ll have to think of some story, and keep him hidden. Gag him if you need to.” Ross clenched his fists. How Butler could speak so casually of the ill-treatment of a gentleman and a war hero like Hugh. He’d dearly love to burst out into the open now and beat the man bloody, but he knew it would do no good. Butler turned to stride away, back towards the route they had trailed him on the way here.

“Should we follow ‘im back?”

“No, I don’t think so. If he intends to collect the ransom as he says, then he won’t go anywhere but back to the Hall. If he disappeared now, it would raise suspicion.”

“Then what? Try to rescue Hugh? Our odds have evened now, at least.”

“Aye, that they have, Henshaw.”

They got their opportunity not long after, having quietly moved out from behind the old well and pressed themselves against the wall of the cottage, under the window, to listen in to what went on inside. The two men said little, mostly grumbling about Butler and their impatience for their payment. One of the must have said something to Hugh, as he cursed them again. Ross had been in enough fights to recognise the sound which followed as a boot hitting a man’s body; beside him, Henshaw released an angry breath.

“Easy,” Ross murmured. “We’ll have them soon.”

“I’s needs tae tek a piss.” It was the smaller man if Ross were not mistaken. A moment later, the creak of the old wooden door, and footsteps through the grass towards them. The man appeared around the side of the cottage, and Henshaw seized Ross’ arm as they flattened themselves against the wall, holding their breaths. He did not notice them, however, weaving slightly unsteadily towards the well. With his back to them, he fumbled with the fall of his breeches, and Ross grimaced at the stream of urine let loose against the pile of stones. At the moment he finished, Ross looked to Henshaw, hoping the man could see enough of his face in the half-shadow to get his meaning. Evidently he could as Henshaw nodded and, together, they launched themselves at the little man, wrestling him to the ground, Ross wrapping his hand over his mouth to stop him from crying out.

~

After they had subdued the smaller man, binding him with Henshaw’s leather belt, and stuffing his mouth with Ross’ neckcloth, it had been a simple matter to burst into the cottage, ordering the other one– too far in his cups to offer much resistance anyhow – to sit still at gunpoint.

By this time, Hugh Armitage had been barely conscious, although he tried to speak when Ross bent over him.

“Shhh, you can tell us later.” How to get him out of here was another matter. They had come on foot, and he certainly was in no condition to walk back with them. Even if he were, they had two prisoners to contend with as well. Eventually, they decided that since Ross was the faster runner, he would go and fetch help while Henshaw stood guard. After dragging the little man back into the cottage, Ross had elected to knock the bigger one unconscious with a swift blow from the butt of his pistol, which he then left with Henshaw.

By the time he was able to return with Francis, Ted, Dwight and several other constables, a fine line of dawn light was appearing on the horizon. He had been awake since five o’clock the previous morning, but he felt oddly energised. The thrill of the chase, his old Bow Street colleague Blackstone used to say.

Ted, Henshaw and the constables took the two prisoners away to the jail, under heavy guard, and with cloaks over their heads – if anyone asked, they were to be told the men were highway robbers. They could not risk Butler catching wind of his associates’ capture, lest he flee before he could be apprehended.

Very gently, Hugh was transported, also under cover, to Killewarren, where he could be in Dwight’s constant care. Francis and Ross were keen to question him, but the doctor ordered them to stay away until he had decided whether Hugh was ready for that.

“As Dwight will tell you, I am normally extremely disgruntled to be awoken before eight o’clock at the very earliest, but I think on this occasion I can contain my irritation.” Caroline Enys looked remarkably fresh despite her remarks, pouring them both tea brought in by a maid who barely managed to contain a yawn as she put down the tray. Caroline turned suddenly serious. “Did they really treat him so terribly?”

“Yes.” Ross answered grimly. “But they will pay for it.”

The sun was almost entirely up when Dwight reappeared.

“Hugh would like to speak with you, although I have advised that he should really rest more first. I do understand the urgency, however.” Before either Ross or Francis could reply, there was a bang on the front door. Caroline hurried out to answer it, staff being few and far between at this hour. She returned a few moments later with George and Morwenna on her heels.

“George, I did not – “ Francis began.

“She would not let me come without her. Besides, I imagine that seeing her might do him some good, do you not?” It might well have been George and Morwenna who were cousins, given the near-identical piercing gazes they bestowed upon everyone else. Clearly, George had rubbed off on his young in-law. Ross wasn’t sure if it was for the better.

“I agree.” Dwight said. “This way.”

Caroline followed them up the stairs, pausing halfway to pick up the ridiculous, fat little creature she called a dog. Ross did not bother to object to her presence. She had a right to know what went on in her own house, and he imagined Dwight had told her as much as he felt he was able about the case as it was.

Hugh lay in a large four-poster bed, looking very small against the luxurious pillows. He was much cleaned up from the sorry state he had been found in, but still pale, dark circles around his eyes, cheeks hollow. Silently, Morwenna went to his side, across the bed from Dwight, sitting down and taking Hugh’s hand in hers. He managed a small smile at her and she nodded encouragingly.

“Just tell them everything you remember.” It took him some time, even the act of speaking clearly draining him, but he managed to get it out. On the day of his kidnap, he had been riding home from Killewarren, when a man ran into his path, claiming that his friend had fallen and needed help. Hugh had dismounted and followed the man into the woods, where, so far as he could tell, he had been struck on the head. He’d awoken in the old cottage, where he had been kept ever since – he’d made one attempt to escape, when the two men were in a drunken stupor.

“In my awful half-blind clumsiness, I knocked over an ale bottle and they both woke up. I was in no state to fight them off. They bound me after that. Within a day or so I was too weak to try again.” Ross had seen the raw marks of a rope on his wrists.

“Do you know the men’s names?” Francis asked, his tone gentle, although Ross could sense the tension in his cousin. Not at Hugh, but at how close they were to nailing the men responsible for the appalling crime they had committed against this young man.

“Yes. They became careless eventually, especially when I pretended to be unconscious.” He wheezed, his breathing becoming harsh and Dwight brought a glass of water to his lips, rubbing his back firmly. After a moment, he gathered himself and continued. “The little one is Silas, the other Fred. No surnames, I’m afraid.”

“How often did Butler come?”

“Once or twice, perhaps more. I was sometimes truly unconscious, so I cannot be certain. But – “ he paused again, and Dwight leant forward, but Hugh shook his head. “But I did manage to learn who had employed him. He did not name him, but I knew.”

“Butler was not the mastermind?”

“No.”

“Then who?” Ross had had a suspicion of this for a while, and had even voiced it to the others the previous day at the Bank, to some agreement, but it still sent a cold chill through him when Hugh spoke it out loud:

“My uncle. Lord Falmouth.” 

Chapter 9

“So, you are letting them collect the ransom undisturbed?” There was an unmistakable glimmer of triumph in the eyes of both Butler and Lord Falmouth at Falmouth’s question. Francis fought back his disgust at their callousness and greed. He was lying to them, of course, but if his experience with crooks of their type was anything to go by, their desperation to get away with their scheme would lead them to believe it.

“Yes, my Lord. You were quite right – such a plan could endanger your nephew further.” He glanced down at his clasped hands in an attitude of contrition. “As we have sadly been unable to identify those responsible, we can only hope that they are honourable enough to release Hugh when they received their ill-gotten gains.”

“If they are sensible they will.” Lord Falmouth. “And you must not blame yourself, Mr Poldark. These are clearly some very clever characters.”

Francis felt Ross stiffen beside him, and hope his cousin would not give them away. To hear Falmouth lord his own imagined cleverness over them was certainly infuriating, but they could not fail now, or they might be unable to conclusively pin the crimes on Falmouth and Butler.

After they took their leave, Ross and Ted Carkeek – already waiting outside in a concealed position – were to follow Butler, who they assumed would be collecting the ransom – while Francis, Henshaw and two others would await Falmouth. As the boat was schedule to leave Plymouth on Sunday, if Falmouth and Butler were to be on it, they would have to leave as soon as the ransom had been collected.

Of course, there was no ransom. Sir Francis Bassett had delivered his £15,000 to George and, so far as he knew, it was to be delivered as requested. In fact, George had stored it under heavy guard in the Warleggan Bank. What George was actually going to deliver – they had decided that he would make the drop, as it may seem less suspicious than a constable doing so – was a bag packed with carefully cut squares of paper, topped off with some artfully doctored notes – courtesy of the artistic hand of Morwenna Chynoweth – and a single layer of genuine notes. In the dark, it would be virtually impossible to tell that anything was amiss, and if by some chance Ross and Ted could not apprehend Butler, he would get away with relatively little.

After they took their leave of Garrow Hall, there were still several hours before the ransom was to be collected, but they could not take the chance of either Butler or Falmouth slipping away earlier than they anticipated. Ross therefore rode in the direction of Trenwith with Francis before doubling back through the woods to join Carkeek. Francis likewise took a discreet diversion to meet Henshaw. They were not directly watching the house, but in a place further along the road towards Truro – two constables had also been stationed in the other direction, just in case, but Falmouth would almost certainly have to pass this way in order to join the road to Plymouth. Country lanes and byways could be taken by foot or on horseback, but not by carriage.

As they had anticipated, they had a long wait, punctuated only by one of them occasionally, carefully rising to stretch their legs. At about a quarter past ten o’clock, there was a rustling in the trees behind them and both men instinctively reached for their pistols, until George emerged. It had been agreed that he would join them after delivering the ransom.

“It’s in place?” Francis murmured as George gathered up his coat so he could crouch next to Henshaw.

“Yes, concealed behind the mile marker as asked. I saw no sign of observation, but I made sure I could be clearly seen placing it.”

They did not have to wait long after that. Shortly after eleven, they heard the unmistakable rattle of carriage wheels and hoofbeats on the road – dry after several cloudless days.

“Wait.” Francis held out his hand. “We must make sure it’s Falmouth.”

Sure enough, as the carriage approached, Falmouth’s livery could be made out on the doors. Francis nodded and the three men stepped out into the road, followed shortly by the two constables who had been concealed on the other side.  

“Woah!” They had left plenty of distance for the carriage to stop, but Francis still felt a slight hesitation as the coachman dragged hard on the reigns and the wheels continued to turn. The horses clattered to a halt a few feet away from them. There was a thump as the passenger dropped  the window and Lord Falmouth’s voice emerged.

“Perkins? Why have we stopped?” George strode around to the side of the carriage and pulled open the door. Francis came up behind him as Falmouth’s angry, bewildered face appeared at the door. “What is the meaning of this?”

“We could ask you the same question, my Lord.” George replied, coldly. “Pray tell us, where are you going so heavily laden on the night your nephew is to be released by his kidnappers?”

“What business is that of yours, Warleggan?” Falmouth’s temper flared. He knew he had been caught, but typical aristocratic arrogance was not easily overcome.

“Criminal behaviour is always our business, my Lord.” Francis looked the man in the eyes, hating him more than ever.

“Crime?! What are you implying?!”

“I am implying nothing. I am stating that you are under arrest.” 

~

“He’s still raging about how he’ll ruin us all.” Henshaw appeared into the shadowed corridor of the prison. Before he closed the wooden door behind him, Lord Falmouth’s voice could indeed be made out echoing from the stone-walled cell he had been manhandled into by Henshaw and two others. George tutted, clearly unimpressed by the threat. Francis didn’t feel especially intimidated himself.

“Butler’s ready to be questioned.” Ross appeared from the other direction. He and Ted had walked the secretary into the prison about twenty minutes after they’d arrived with Falmouth. Both constables were covered in dust from where they’d had to tackle Butler to the ground – he’d incriminated himself by rummaging in the bag and, when realising that he’d been tricked, attempting to flee. He was still defiant, however, if not quite so much as his employer. He sat stiffly on a stool in the cell, watched over by Ted and another constable, Plowman.

“I object to the rough treatment by your men, Mr Poldark.” Butler sniffed.

“Do you indeed? Well, I object to your hired thugs’ mistreatment of Lt. Armitage.” Butler looked up at that, swallowing. “Oh yes, Mr Butler, we found them at the old Meringowan farm. You led us right to them, in fact.”

“I – I – “

“There is nothing you can say in your defence. The post master will identify you as the man who collected two sets of travel documents left in his care. Travel documents purchased by a letter in your handwriting, as proven by paperwork lodged by you at the Warleggan Bank on your employer’s behalf. Handwriting which matches the ransom demand.” There was a very long silence, Butler twisting his shackled hands together and biting his lips.

“Your accomplices will identify you, as will Lt. Armitage. You will be tried as the mastermind of this crime – a capital crime, I assume you know.” This was not entirely truthful on George’s part. He had neglected to mention that Falmouth had been arrested also, or that Hugh had named his uncle; but they wanted Butler to provide further testimony against his employer.

“It was Lord Falmouth’s idea! He approached me with it, said it was the only way to save us both from ruin, since the Armitage boy was useless.” Ross made a disgusted noise at the slight against Hugh, and Francis concurred. Falmouth’s only thought for his nephew was clearly how much use he could make of him.

“So the intent was always to defraud myself and Sir Francis?” George frowned.

“Lord Falmouth only wanted the money from you, since you’re the one who holds all his debts, but he knew you would never agree. Sir Francis would be a much easier touch, and if you refused after he paid it would not look well.”

“Were you to split the money between you? I can’t see Sir Francis agreeing to that.”

“So he said, but I knew he was lying. I was planning on slipping away with it when we got to New York.”

“No honour amongst thieves.” Ross muttered, and Francis couldn’t help a small smile, despite his anger at the whole depraved situation. Then, he remembered something.

“The thugs you hired seem to be under the impression that they were in line for a generous cut of the profits.”

“That’s what we told them, but I was never going to return to the farm.” Butler muttered this lowly, shifting on the stool.

“And what did you expect to happen to Lt. Armitage when the crooks finally realised that you had double-crossed them?” Butler did not answer, and Francis felt another wave of disgust. Both Lord Falmouth and his secretary had to know that those thugs would almost certainly have killed Hugh, or abandoned him to die at the very least. Such callousness was appalling.

Falmouth’s look of snobbish disdain gradually began to waver as they laid out the evidence against him, but eventually settled itself into smug satisfaction.

“So, I suppose you’re all delighted. You’ve bested me, or so you think.”

“So we think?”

“All of this evidence is circumstantial at best – Butler would say anything to save his miserable life.”

“Your nephew named you also.” They had kept this back – not mentioning either that Hugh had been found alive, if not well. Falmouth’s face instantly fell. “The same nephew Butler testified that you were well prepared to let die.”

“Well, he was worth more to me dead!” Falmouth suddenly raged, rattling the shackles he had been wrestled into. “Our great family, beholden to country squires and jumped up tradesmen, and our legacy ruined by his pathetic weakness!”

“Your nephew is not weak, Falmouth.” Ross replied. “You are weak.”

“And you will pay for that weakness.” George continued. “You may think that your name and your breeding will protect you from the consequences of this, but they will not. I intend to make sure of that.”

Francis watched Falmouth’s face pale, pinched lips beginning to tremble, the first hint of fear in his eyes. Good.  

Epilogue

“Has there been any news as to the outcome of the trial?” Dr Enys caught her in the corridor as she returned from the kitchens with some more water for Hugh. Morwenna sighed – not at the doctor, but at the answer she had to give.

“Butler and his two thugs pleaded guilty. I believe they hoped it would save them from the noose, but they will hang.” The doctor made an expression of grim satisfaction, which she quite understood. No one’s death could give her any pleasure, but she felt no pity for these dreadful men.

“Lord Falmouth tried to fight the charges, did he not?”

“Yes.” His arrogance had persisted even in the face of such overwhelming evidence. It had done him no good, however, despite his position. Morwenna had attended the hearing, as much as it was not quite considered the proper thing for young women, and watching his face fall at the verdict had not been quite as satisfying as she would have hoped; because she knew that the true price for his actions would be paid by Hugh. “But he is to pay a fine.”

“A fine?!” The doctor hissed, glancing back at the bedroom he had just left. ��Is that it?!”

“It is amazing what peers of the realm can get away with. Except…”

“Except?”

“Except the fine is £5,000, and George and Sir Francis have both called in every penny of the debts Falmouth owes them.” It took a moment for the doctor to grasp the implications of her words, and he allowed himself a small smile.

“So he is destined for debtor’s prison.” It was perhaps not truly sufficient punishment, but it would be bad enough for a man like Falmouth. His reputation was ruined, and he had no one to help him pay off his debt, since his crime had been committed against his only relative.

“Indeed. It means Hugh’s inheritance has gone, but…” Morwenna glanced sadly at the doorway, and Dr Enys looked down. Now, it hardly mattered what Hugh would or would not inherit, as it had become entirely clear these past days that he would not live long enough.

He had been treated appallingly by the men holding him, starved and deprived of water, kept in the cold and damp. While it had been highly likely before his kidnapping that his condition would prove fatal, it was now a certainty, and it was only a matter of time. Much to Dr Enys’ obvious distress, all that he could do for his friend was keep him as comfortable as possible for however long it took. He was too ill to be moved from Killewarren, even if he had had any desire to return to Garrow Hall, which he did not.

The house belonged to the Warleggan Bank now, and Elizabeth – Morwenna being loathe to leave Hugh – had attended the clearing of the house to make sure that Hugh’s things were kept aside. Morwenna had brought several of his books to him, and read to him when he was not too tired.

He was awake as she entered the room now, managing a weak smile at her. It hurt her, to see how gaunt his handsome face had become, how glassy his warm eyes. Although the first signs of his illness had already begun to appear when they met, he had seemed so vital, so full of life.

“Ah, there you are.” His voice was reduced to a near whisper now.

“Did you think yourself finally rid of me?” She smiled, and he made a soft wheeze she knew was the closest he could come to laughter.

“I should never want that.” She poured him a glass of water and he took a few sips – he could no longer manage even to hold the glass himself. Setting it aside, she picked up the book she had been reading to him.

“Now, let us see what Mrs Radcliffe has in store for us.” Just as Morwenna was about to open the book, Hugh laid his hand over hers on the cover. Even that made his breathing deepen. Morwenna covered it with her own, feeling the fine bones just beneath the skin.

“Morwenna….”

“Please don’t speak if it is difficult for you.”

“No. No, I must…”

“Very well.” With great effort, Hugh turned his head towards her, frowning as he struggled to focus.

“We – we would have been h –happy together, wouldn’t w-we?” She knew what he meant. Something she had never shared with the others was that Hugh had already proposed marriage to her – even when he had known he was likely dying. As his widow, she would have received his naval pension, and it would have afforded her a certain status. She enjoyed much greater freedom than many young women her age, living with George and Elizabeth, but to be a married woman, albeit a widow would have allowed her even more. Morwenna had asked if she could think about it, and he had gone missing a week later. Part of her wished that she had said yes – perhaps he would not have gone to Killewarren that day if they had been preparing for an engagement, and then perhaps his uncle could not have carried out his cruel plan, and perhaps….Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

“Yes, we would. So very happy.” She felt tears prick at her eyes, and blinked them away. It would do him no good to be surrounded by weeping and lamentation. That was no way to spend his final days.

“I – I have never told you prop-properly but,” he paused, taking a horribly shaky breath, “but I – I love you, Morwenna.”

“Oh, Hugh.” She could not hold back the tears now, and she felt them run down her cheeks. “I love you.”

Within two or three days, Hugh was barely awake at all, his breathing becoming slower and shallower every hour it seemed to her. Dr Enys promised that he almost certainly felt no pain, but it was difficult to believe when she heard the crackle of his breaths, watched the stuttering rise and fall of his chest and the flickering of his eyelids. In his rare moments of lucidity, his now sightless eyes could barely open, his words coming only in ones or twos.

He had a few visitors – George and Elizabeth, Francis Poldark, Sir Francis Bassett – none stayed long, either out of awkwardness, or a desire to leave her alone with him. Dr Enys came in regularly, of course, his wife slightly less so. Caroline had been very kind, insisting that Morwenna stay at the house so she did not have to travel from Cardew every day, and making sure that she was brought food and tea regularly. Her seeming reluctance to enter Hugh’s room had been explained by the doctor quietly confiding that Caroline had nursed her guardian, her Uncle, through a long final illness. Morwenna could understand why she would not wish to be reminded of that more than necessary.

Just over eight days after Hugh had declared himself to her, she sat with him – Dr Enys in a chair by the door, head bowed – as he drew his final breaths. The last thing that she heard him say, a few hours earlier, was “’Enna.” 

~

“My dear?” Morwenna started slightly as the parlour door opened. They were back at Cardew – it was closer to Garrow Hall, where Hugh had been buried. Although the land belonged to the bank now, the cemetery attached to the little chapel was still the resting place of Hugh’s family, including his parents. He’d been interred beside them. They’d held the wake here, the Hall being closed up, what little furniture that had not been seized and sold to pay off the debts swathed in dust sheets. George’s Uncle Cary had crossly – although somewhat tactfully by his standards – retreated upstairs for the duration of the gathering.

The mourners had all left by now, she assumed. She had slipped out a while ago, finding the polite, hushed chatter oppressive. How much time had passed while she sat here on the window-seat, staring out at the gardens, she had no idea. It was a beautiful day – it seemed wrong for a funeral, somehow, but she knew that Hugh would have liked it.

Elizabeth closed the door and crossed the room to join her. She had baby Nicholas with her, and he babbled happily at Morwenna as her cousin sat. His nurse had dressed him in black for day, but of course he was his happy, laughing self, no idea of the occasion. Hugh would have liked that, as well. He hadn’t met the children much, but he’d been very kind to them, giving the little ones sweets and talking very seriously with Valentine about ships and horses and dogs.

“Good day, Nicholas.” Morwenna rubbed his soft little cheek, letting him grasp the lace trim on the cuff of her mourning dress.

“How are you, my dear? As if that is not a foolish question.” She looked up at Elizabeth, who regarded her softly, concern in her eyes, looking pale and lovely in her black dress.

“I – I do not know.”

“That is quite natural, I think.” Elizabeth stroked Nicholas’ hair gently, and they sat in companionable quiet for a while, the only sounds the baby’s nonsense chatter and muffled birdsong from the gardens.

“Elizabeth – “ She paused, wanting to speak, but unsure exactly what to say.

“Yes, my dear?”

“Before he died, Hugh told me that he loved me, and I said that I loved him, too, but – “

“But?” Elizabeth frowned slightly. “You did not?”

“No. Yes. I mean.” She shook her head, looking down to toy with the tassel of a cushion. “I mean. I did love him – I do – but I don’t know if I loved him the way I should have.”

“The way you should have?”

“As a wife should love her husband. As you love George. And now – now, I will never find out. Is it selfish of me to be thinking this way?”

“Not at all!” Elizabeth placed her hand over Morwenna’s and Morwenna turned hers to hold it. Elizabeth squeezed gently. “You cared for Hugh very much, and he knew that in his last hours. That is all that matters. We can never know what might have happened had he lived, but you will always have this time that you spent together.”

“Yes,” Morwenna murmured, half to herself. “Yes, we will.”

A week or so later, she sat in her room sorting through a box full of Hugh’s books. The day after the funeral, a gentleman who announced himself as Hugh’s attorney had called. It seemed that, just after his liberation, when he was the strongest he was going to be, Hugh had made a will, witnessed by Dr Enys, leaving all of his belongings and what money he had to Morwenna. After the servants had carried the few boxes into her room, she had sat and wept over them. Over all that was left of such a kind, gentle, wonderful man, cruelly cut out of life in what should have been his finest years. By the evil of men – by war and by greed and callousness. By the neglect of the very man who should have had nothing but his best interests at heart.

She had given away his clothes to the alms house, although kept his naval uniform wrapped carefully in paper in a box at the bottom of her armoire. His letters had been neatly kept in small boxes. All of hers he had preserved, tied up with blue ribbon; she’d put them with his to her. He’d had few other correspondents, it seemed. There were several from Dr Enys, which she had wrapped up and returned to him. Some from a distant cousin Hugh had mentioned, who lived in Ireland. Unfortunately, Morwenna had quite forgotten about him after Hugh died, but had since written him a letter with the news.

His collection of foreign coins, she’d placed next to her jewellery box, along with a set of silver coat-buttons. She’d kept his seal, too, and his pocket-watch. It was his second best; he’d been buried with the one he had inherited from his father.

Other things were still in boxes, piled neatly by her writing-table. Now, she sorted through his books – some of them she had already seen, lent to her by him, or given to him by her. She smiled at some of the titles, remembering talking about them with him. Frowning, she lifted one out of the bottom of the box, wrapped in plain paper. It must have been delivered just before he went missing – although that was odd; his eyesight had already been getting worse by then, so he had been reading less.

Curious, she pulled at the string, unfolding the paper, turning the book to examine the spine. It was Mr Darwin’s poem The Botanic Garden. They had spoken of it, she recalled, he teasingly appalled that she had never read it. She opened the front cover, finding an inscription inside, in Hugh’s spidery, delicate hand. If she believed she had shed the last of her tears for him, it seemed that she was wrong. 

My dear Morwenna

May you find here, what I have found in you: All the wonders of the world.

[pickmejohnny]

Friendship brings you closer

REQUESTED: Wonho x Reader

You and Wonho had been childhood friends for awhile. You’ve lived next door to him for almost 6 years now so it was a tradition to sneak over each others houses when one of you couldn’t sleep and tonight was one of those nights. You herd a knock on your window indicating that he was here so you climbed off of your bed and opened it for him.

“Take of your shoes before you come in so you don’t make any noise” you told him.

He scoffed but took them off anyways. “You’re always so damn scary” he joked “I’m pretty sure you mom knows already that I come over”.

“It’s not my mom I’m worried about” you rolled your eyes “It’s my dad. If he found out I had a boy in my room at night he’d literally kill me”.

“Aww that’s cute, your risking getting in trouble for me” he smiled

“I’ve been doing that for 5 years now” you laughed “Just hurry up and get in here so I can beat your ass in Call of Duty”.

“You wish bitch” Wonho challenged you as he finally climbed into your bedroom.

You shut the window behind him and walked over to your TV to turn on the game system. This was almost an everyday thing for you and him. He’d come over and play a couple rounds of Call Of Duty with you, you’d sneak up food, maybe watch some TV and he’d go back home. He grabbed both controllers and handed one to you and started the game up.

You and Wonho played for about 2 hours. He won some, you won some, and it was overall a good time. After the game you snuck downstairs and made you and him some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and poured some milk to go with it. As you made the sandwiches, he found something to watch on Netflix. Once you came back with the food Wonho put on a random movie and you guys started eating.

“You got a little something right here” you pointed to the corner of your mouth referring to the jelly that had found its ways to the corner of Wonho’s mouth.

“Thanks” he chuckled and wiped his tongue across his lips and at the corner to collect the jelly.

Your breathed hitched and you choked on your milk. For whatever reason that had an effect on you and you didn’t know why. You never looked at Wonho that way in the whole 6 years you’ve known him so you shouldn’t start now.

But you couldn’t help it. You really studied his features for a second. You looked at his gorgeous eyes, his cute nose, his adorably big ears, and his luscious lips. You found yourself in a daze just admiring him. His broad shoulders and toned his body that you could see through his tight fitted shirt.

He snapped his fingers in your face bringing you back to reality. “You ok” he asked you as he did a cheeky smile.

You scoffed “Yeah I’m fine. I wasn’t checking you out”.

“I never asked that did I y/n” he smirked.

You felt your face grow hot “Shut up asswipe” he playfully pushed him.

Once you pushed him he accidently spilled milk all over his clothes and the bed. You gasped and became frantic.  “Are you ok, I’m sorry” you told him over and over again.

“Yes I’m fine y/n” he assured you.

He started taking off his shirt showing you his abs and all its glory. You knew he was fit but he gained more muscle since the last time you saw him shirtless. You’ve seen him shirtless plenty of time, especially when you guys went swimming but this time was different. You looked him up and down checking him out.

“You like what you see”?  he asked.

“In your dreams” you forced yourself to laugh

“Don’t lie to me” his voice became stern.

You stopped breathing for a second. He’d never took that tone of voice with you before but you found it extremely attractive.

“Answer me baby girl” he whispered walking closer towards you.

Your words felt stuck in your throat. You couldn’t speak at all. Wonho squished your cheeks together with his hand. “I’m not going to ask you again kitten. Did you like what you saw”?

“Yes” you said barely audible

“Good girl. That’s what I thought” he chuckled.

You felt yourself becoming wet as the seconds went by. You rubbed your legs together for friction. It had been awhile since you had sex and it was long overdue.

“Wonho” you looked up at him

“Yes baby” he answered

“What are you going to do to me”?

“Anything you want baby. Tonight its all about you. Tell me what you want” he leaned down and kissed your neck.

“Please” you begged

“Please what kitten, use your words. I’m not going to tell you again”

“Touch me” you asked

“That’s all I needed to hear”. Wonho pushed you back on your bed and climbed on top of you and locked his lips with yours. A simple kiss quickly became a hot and heavy make out session. He pulled up your shirt indicating he wanted to take it off. You lifted up off the bed helping him remove it. He stated to kiss on your neck leaving hickies all over. His hands began massaging your breast earning a moan from you.

“You got to be quiet baby girl. You don’t want your parents coming in do you”?

You shook your head and he continued to kiss your neck. He moved lower with each kiss until he was at your chest. He unhooked your bra and gripped your breast with his hands and started to kiss and suck on your nipples.

After he showed your breast enough attention he moved lower until he was at your panty line. He pulled your shorts down and he was face to face with your most intimate place. He ran his fingers up and down your lips.

“Look at you. You’re dripping and I haven’t even touched you yet. I cant wait to taste you. I’m going to make you cum a couple times tonight” Wonho assured you

He ripped your panties off. “Don’t worry about them baby girl, ill buy you new ones”.

He placed soft kisses on your lips, teasing you out of your mind. You grabbed a handful of his hair and pushed his face into you “Stop teasing me” you told him.

He chuckled “Look at how eager you are. You wish is my command”.

He stuck his tongue out dove in. He licked up and down making sure to leave no placed untouched. You covered your mouth to keep your moans in but you still made noise. He started to suck on your clit and inserted 2 fingers inside of you, pumping them slowly.

He kept them at a steady pace before going faster and harder. You felt your orgasm building in your stomach. “I’m gonna cum” you warned him.

“Go ahead princess. Cum on my fingers” he encouraged you.

On command you felt your orgasm shake you. Wonho continued to finger fuck you through your high never letting up.

Once you came down from your high he pulled his fingers out and sucked on them. “You taste just how I imagined” he smiled never breaking eye contact with you. He placed on last kiss down there before removing his pants and boxers. His cock was hard from what you could see. He is cock looked a little on the bigger side but it wasn’t to big.

He climbed back on top of you and looked you into your eyes. “Once I start, I’m not gonna able to stop. Are you sure you want this”? He asked you

You shook your head but winced in pain and pleasure as he smacked your thigh. “I said use your words” he growled.

“Yes this is what I want” you told him

Once he got the ok from you he lined himself up with your entrance and pushed himself into you.

You let out a big gasp but it was cut off when Wonho pressed his lips against yours. He began to move his hips at a steady pace keeping it slow. “You’re so fucking wet and tight y/n” he moaned in your ear.

“Please go harder daddy I need to feel you.” you begged

When you said that something clicked inside of him. “If you wanted it rough baby girl you should’ve asked me sooner”.  He grabbed your hips and slammed into you at a fast pace.

A loud moan escaped your mouth but it was soon cut short when Wonho’s hand found its way to your neck and squeezed lightly but firmly. “I said shut up. Do you want your parents to know that your getting fucked like this? You want them to know that I’m fucking you like some slut from the streets” he growled.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he continued to pound into you roughly. His cock was reaching placed your ex never could. You felt you second orgasm approaching but this one felt different than the others.

“I know that you’re close cause I can feel you clenching around me but its ok baby cause I’m close too” he told you. His hand let your throat and reached down and started to rub your clit.

“Did your ex ever fuck you this good?”

“No he could never” you whined

“Whose pussy is this?”

“Its yours daddy”

“That right kitten. Your pussy is mine and nobody else’s”

“Im- im gon-gonna cum” You managed to get out in between breathes.

“Cum” he simply told you

You felt your orgasm run through you but this time is was different. You felt liquid leaving you as you came. Wonho never let up and a few moments later without realizing he came inside of you.

He collapsed on the side of you, both of you heavily breathing and covered in sweat.

“I didn’t know you were squirter” he panted “That was fucking hot”.

“I didn’t either” You laughed.

“I hope that you know that you’re mine y/n” he said seriously  

You didn’t responded but just nodded ok and scooted closer to him and drifted to sleep

[spiffysixxsense]

hi yes helllo, i am here to fulfill my annoying bestfriend obligation and make you answer all of the nosy asks

1: The last person you kissed screams they love you, you say…

I love you too! Also why are you screaming?

2: Did you get to sleep in today?

technically, yes. I have class on Tuesdays at 11, which is later than either of my jobs start. But Wednesday’s are usually my one day off so tomorrow Im SLEEEEPINGGGG

3: You never know what you got until you lose it?

Not a question, but yes I agree.

4: Do you have siblings?

Nope, just me myself and I. 

5: How many kids do you want?

I go back and forth between saying having kids sounds awful, and saying I want to create a stable family life for myself and children. On a children kinda day, I would say at most 3, most likely 2. 

6: Who was the last person you held hands with?

Alex (here we go with the every answer is about @reddragon8000)

7: Did you stand on your tippy-toes for your last kiss?

Well, my boyfriend is 9 inches taller than me, however if he looks down and I look up I don’t HAVE to go on my toes. So to answer the question, I think no.

8: Do you think if you died, the last person you kissed would care?

I hope he would?

9: Last person to talk on the phone?

My Grandpa :)

10: Did anyone watch you the last time you kissed someone?

No, it was at my door as he left my apartment. 

11: When’s your birthday?

May 7th

12: Remember the first time you kissed the last person you kissed?

Yes, it was 2 years and 5 days ago♥

13: What kind of phone do you have?

Samsung Galaxy 8

14: Are you wearing jeans, shorts, sweatpants, or pajama pants?

I am wearing jean high waisted shorts

15: Are you a different person now than you were 5 years ago?

Yes and no to be honest. I feel like 5 years ago I imagined being much farther in life than I currently am. Meaning I’m not as different as I hoped I would be. 

16: What were you doing at 4 am?

Actually, sleeping for once.

17: Would you rather write a paper or give a speech?

When I give a speech, I just essentially write a paper and then memorize it. So I would choose paper just to eliminate some steps.

18: Are you lying to yourself about something?

Answered 

19: Last night you felt…?

Stressed about the presentation I had to give today.

20: What’s something you cannot wait for?

To graduate? I guess? Even that I’m scared for too though.

21: Ever told your parents you were going somewhere but when somewhere different?

I honestly don’t think so. I have just not told them where I’m going, and not even because it was “bad”, but because they didn’t ask. 

22: How many hours of sleep did you get last night?

about 5. 

23: Are you a morning or night person?

Buddy I am barely even a person. (I am SUCH a night person though.)

24: What did you get your last bruise from?

Diving in the grass playing volleyball.

25: Do you reply to all of your texts?

Yes. (except the bot texts I get about congress lol)

26: Your phone is ringing. It’s the person you fell hardest for. What do you do?

 I answer it slightly worried because he never calls me out of the blue, but happy to answer it. 

27: Did your last kiss take place in/on a bed?

No, a doorway

28: Anyone you would like to get things straight with?

My ex, probably. 

29: How many months until your birthday?

10 lol

30: Favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?

Apples

31: Did you like this past summer?

It was fine, so sure. 

32: What were you doing before you got on the computer?

laying in bed on my phone.

33: Your ex is sitting next to you, with their new partner. What do you do?

Tell her to run. Or just leave because thats still awkward af. 

34: What is the last thing you said out loud?

“Not recently, Ill take care of him“

35: Your mood summed into one word?

Broken? Like mentally over it?

36: Are you doing anything else besides taking this survey?

Listening/split screen watching to ASMR

37: What are your initials?

GLT

38: Are you a happy person?

Externally , yes. Internally, no. 

39: Do you still talk to the person you liked 4 months ago?

Yes, I have been dating the person I like for 2 years. lol

40: Where do you want to live when your older?

I have never really thought about it because I never planned to live that long. Staying in Michigan is honestly fine with me.

41: Have you had your birthday this year?

Yes, 2 months ago.

42: What did you do yesterday?

Went to my internship in Downtown Detroit. Got Qdoba with my mom.

43: What will you be doing tomorrow?

SLEEEEPING

44: How late did you stay up last night?

About 3 am

45: Is there anyone you would do anything for?

Yes.

46: Is it hard to make you laugh?

Depends on the moment. Sometimes nothing makes me laugh and other times someone can say pudding and ill crack up.

47: Do you believe ex’s can be just friends?

No. You can claim youre friends, but it is never the same afterwards. 

48: Do you think any of your exes will eventually want to be with you again?

Answered

49: How many people have you had feelings for in the year of 2012?

Well I got with my ex of 4 years in august of 2012, so at least one. 

50: Do you wish your ex was dead?

I guess not.

51: Have you ever dyed your hair?

Only once, and it was only the bottom half of my hair.

52: Would ever take back someone that cheated?

No, the stress, worry, and insecurity would never go away.

53: Was New Year’s Even enjoyable?

No, I was sick as hell. 

54: Bet you’re missing someone right now?

I mean I kinda always miss Alex when I don’t see him all day. Lame, I know. 

55: How would your parents react if you got a tattoo?

Recommend how to take care of it, probably. 

56: Sleep on your back or stomach?

Stomach.

57: If you could move away, no questions asked, where would it be ?

maybe the Upper Peninsula of Michigan? always seems cute and quaint up there.

58: What would you change about your life right now?

My family relationships, my anxiety.

59: Has anything upset you in the past week?

Well my boyfriend and I got a flat tire on vacation a week ago? lol

60: Are you on the phone?

No, I never am actually talking on the phone. 

61: Today, would you rather go forward a week or back?

Forward.

62: Would you take $40,000 or a brand new car?

40k, could help pay for a car but this way I still have options. 

63: Have you ever talked to someone when they were high?

Yes, when youre sober it is pretty hilarious. 

64: Ever cried while you were on the phone with someone?

Once.

65: Have you ever copied someone elses homework?

I can’t think of a specific time, but Im SURE i have.

66: Are you the type of person who likes to be out or at home?

AT HOME. my favorite days are the ones where i never have to leave. 

67: Do you automatically check your phone when you wake up?

yes.

68: Have you ever stayed up all night on the phone?

I think so.

69: Could you use some sleep right now?

At this very moment i took a 2 hour nap a while ago, so im okay. 

70: Are you going to have a baby by the time you’re 18?

Given I am 22 with no kids, I am gonna say no.

71: Does it bother you when someone hides things from you?

Of course? doesnt it bother everybody?

72: What’s your favorite color?

like dark teal, blue/green.

73: Have you ever slept in the same room with someone you liked?

Yes. Sometimes without AC so as far away as possible while in the same bed lol. 

74: Have you ever been looking for something and it was already in your hand?

Yes, anytime I am on the phone for some reason I am always looking for my phone. 

75: Do you get annoyed easily?

Y E S S S S S

76: If someone liked you, would you want them to tell you?

Sure, even though I am taken, it would still be a little flattering. 

77: Do you have a person of the opposite sex that you can tell everything to?

Yes, although I tend not to tell anybody everything. 

78: Does anyone call you babe?

Alex does

79: How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?

1. 2 including my dad. 

80: What do you prefer, relationship or one night stand?

Relationship, but if you wanna one night stand then go ahead. 

81: What color hoodie did you wear last?

Black

82: Is there someone who meant alot to you at one point, and isn’t around anymore?

Yes, both in the not in my life anymore and not on this Earth anymore.