#its 4 am and i cant sleep out of frustration so here you go

[cyraes]

Was supposed to be part of a bigger thing but I injured my wrist and cant use my hand for the next 5 weeks (joy...) so im posting unfinished wips in the meantime

My actual sunshine <3 (Mairon made all of her jewellery)

[evie-sturns]

𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘥 - 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘰

summary: when you and matt first started dating, you made a rule, that you two would never go to sleep mad at each other, but tonight a heated argument breaks that rule.

warnings: arguing, angst?, crying, swearing, fluff.

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me and matt don't fight often, in our 4 months of being together we've only bickered, aside from the odd big argument. we always make up by the end of the day because of our rule. never fall asleep angry with each other.

9:48pm

"matt i promise, i didn't mean to." i sigh, i'm exhausted after our arguing, which has been going on for 45 minutes.

"you didn't mean to search my phone, im sure." he scoffs, grabbing his phone and checking the time.

"i fucking didn't matt, your phone was being spammed every 2 seconds so i picked it up, then you came in, its not my fault it looked different from how it actually was."

i say, my voice raising as i go to walk away, but matt grabs my wrist, yanking me back towards him. "so all the other apps that had been opened weren't you hm?"

he says glaring down at me, matt never loosens his painful grip, i don't think he even realises he's hurting me. his rings leave red marks on my arm.

"im going to sleep matthew." i say, my voice barely audible and wobbling.

matt's grip softens, allowing me to pull away.

i run upstairs, slamming the door to the bedroom behind me as i hold back my tears.

i rarely cry, matt's only seen me cry a handful of times meaning its a shock for him each time i do.

i strip down to just a tank top and panties before crawling into bed, shutting my eyes, hoping to sleep off the built-up frustration inside me.

just as i feel myself drifting to sleep the door swings open, followed by matt's angry stomps. he rips down the covers and plops himself in, before yanking them back up.

after a few minutes i roll over, matts back is facing me. i reach out a hand to grab his, he pushes me off. "dude don't fucking touch me?" matt says, somehow moving further away from me.

that'll do it.

i climb out of bed, grabbing my pillow as i walk over to the small basket in the corner of our room, filled with blankets from our previous movie nights. i pull up a blanket into my arms as tears fill my waterline. matt flicks on the lamp which rests on our bedside table, a warm yellow light fills the room.

"what the fuck are you doing this time." matt says, squinting his eyes.

i erupt into sobs, my face scrunching as tears soak my face. through my blurred vision, i can partially see concern and worry painted across matts face. i have a pillow under my arm, a blanket in my other and im clutching matts pug stuffed animal, which we share now.

i walk out of the bedroom, shutting the door softly behind me before sprinting downstairs, i place my pillow down on the small couch, and lay down, pulling the grey blanket over me and cuddling the pug to my chest, which shortly gets damp from my tears.

11:34pm

i dont know how long ive been asleep, or even where i am, but i'm woken up from matts arms around me, holding me in a bridal position. "matt..?" i say, looking up at him through my swollen eyes.

"i know gorgeous, theres no heating down here its too cold for you sweetheart." matt says, his voice soft and quiet.

my eyebrows furrow, did we even fight? or did i dream it? i look down at my wrist, which is red from where matt grabbed me earlier,

we fought.

matt carries me upstairs, his grip on me is so gentle i cant even comprehend how I'm being held up right now.

he opens our bedroom door with his elbow, the room is pristine, cleaner than I've ever seen it. "why is it so tidy in here.." i squeeze out, my voice raspy. matt clears his throat "oh-.. uh couldn't sleep so i cleaned.."

he pulls back the covers, readjusting the pillow with one hand before laying me down. "do you want me to come in the bed with you or are you happy by yourself.." matt says, his voice timid.

"you can come in.." i say, wide awake now and fully aware of everything thats happened in the past 3 hours.

matt lies down next to me, his body tense.

"im really sorry, i feel so guilty." matt says, tilting his head to look over at me. i nod, "it was my fault too." i say, fidgeting with my nails.

"no its not, i overreacted so much i don't even know what went over me, i regret it so much." matts voice shakes.

"i feel like shit for even touching you." matt says, "and i'm sorry for waking you up but i didnt want to break our rule.."

"huh?" i say, looking over at him, our eyes making eye contact.

"no going to bed angry with eachother.." he says with a small laugh.

i roll over to face him, a wide smile spread across my face. "oh matt.." i say, climbing ontop of him and laying down, burying my face on his shoulder and wrapping my arms around, underneath him.

he hugs me back with a sigh of relief, but somethings different,

"matt! where are your rings?" i say, sitting up on his torso and grabbing his hand.

"i couldn't even look at them without feeling guilty, i know they dug into your arm.."

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i love this i was in such a writey mood

[ososimilar]

Chapter 4- Sam

AUTHORS NOTE: I cant figure out how to put italics on tumblr so if you want proper format go to AO3

He let me win, why? Sam stood there dumbfounded. Maybe I should just drop it. He tried to shake it off and think about something else. BUT WHY! His thoughts were racing eating away at him. After standing there looking stupid for an embarrassing amount of time Sam began cleaning up. He set up the table, and the pool cues away. Then he put his can of joja cola in the recycling. Before rounding up the 3, 4, 5 empty glasses Seb had drank.

He brought the glasses to the counter, setting them all down with a thud. “Here Gus.” He said as he sat down.

“Thanks bud.” Gus looked at Sam with a warm smile. “Say, Sebastian and Abigail rushed out of here quickly. They grow up so fast. But y'all are about the age to be getting up to stuff like that.” He looked at Sam. “Just be careful.”

“Oh.” Sam hadn’t thought of that. “I will. Its late so I should head home.” He waved goodbye and turned to leave, nodding to Willy and Clint who were sitting at the table by the door. As he pushed open the door he felt a blast of cold wind hit his body. He stepped outside into the moonlit snowy street. What'd he mean by “getting up to stuff like that?” What are they doing? What's happening? Should I go check it out? He turned around and looked in the direction of Sebs place. No, no, he was mad when I worried this morning I should just leave him alone. He turned back and walked home. Gazing up at the stars and looking at the snow covered bushes near the path.

He stopped in front of his house. The lights are still on. If I go inside mom will ask me how things went. He stood there contemplating his next move. Should I sneak through the window? Maybe this is a sign I should go investigate what Seb and Abby are doing. But I trust Abby. He scolded himself for not trusting his friends. Then he spun himself around and trudged off in the other direction. I want to hear the ocean. He trudged down the beach, reaching the point where the snow turned to sand. He took a breath and stepped into the sand. Then walked onto the dock.

He sank into the bench next to Willys boat house. Gazing up at the stars. He began a rhythmic tapping on the bench with his left hand. He took a deep breath. Why do I feel this way? Why am I jealous? It's none of my business what Sebastian does. But why does he let me win? “Ugh, this is exhausting.” Sam let out an audible groan with his frustration.

“Then maybe you should get some sleep, kid.” It was Uncle Willys voice from around the corner. “What are you doing out so late? It's cold out here.” He walked closer to Sam and gestured to the empty spot where Sam had been tapping. “Can I sit here?”

Sam moved his hand and watched Willy sit next to him.

“You know,” he looked at Sam. “Yer pops and I used to sit here and fish every morning when we were yer age. I know it's hard, him being away and all. And yer pals movin’ along without you.” He put his hand on Sam's shoulder. “Yer dad used to sit here, yapping away about this girl he liked. Name was Jodi.” He chucked. “He thought I was trying to date her since our parents were close. But whenever we were together she’d just ask ‘bout him.” He sighed and looked at Sam. “‘ventually he signed up for the military. Jodi was heartbroken and confessed to him. They got hitched and moved away to a military base somewhere, where you were born.” He looked at Sam trying to gauge if Sam understood his point. “Look all’m tryna say is that ya shouldn’t wait till she makes a move, ya gotta do it yourself.” He looked at Sam, hoping for conformation.

Sam nodded. “I understand. Thanks Uncle Willy.” Does he think I like Abby? Is that why I’m jealous? No, I've never thought of babies that way.

“Well, don't stay out too late pal. Im gonna hit the sack.” He stood up, patted Sam on the back, and walked toward the door. “Goodnight.” He walked inside and closed the door.

Sam sat there in silence. Listening to the waves, and the wind. Taking in the sounds, and the moonlight reflecting off the ocean. Someone could write a song about this. He resumed rapping his fingers on the bench. Just describe the environment, the story. He reminded himself of the advice Penny had given him when he asked for advice on songwriting.

In the silence I can hear the waves

But they are drowned out by my thoughts of you

The waves reflect light, from the moon and the stars,

Though they're not the brightest thing in the night

My thoughts of you, the Image in my head

Of the boy that I want in my bed

You were there the other day and we laughed about

The size of my bed and the the stupid action movie I put on

Sam tapped away, as he thought of these lyrics. It wasn't the type of music he thought he'd wanted to write, it was… what did Penny call this type of song? Free poetry? Free verse! That's it. He continued.

My uncle told me to confess

But I can't even confess it to myself

I should tell my father, in the church on sunday

The boy that took over my thoughts, turned my brain to a warzone

Hey there, boy in my head

He's real I think

My childhood friend

Not the one I thought it'd be

The boy

Who opened up to me

He stopped tapping. Do I like Sebastian? Is that why I'm jealous? But I used to have a crush on Emily, I can't be gay. He shivered and stood up, running home to write down the lyrics he'd just come up with

[jennilah]

every New Year's Time I like to take a moment to dive back into my diary and reflect on the last 12 months of my life.

You know, Im always worried someone will take this as... gloating or being self centered or something. I just... well, I guess to convince myself that its fine, I've just always loved blogging about my life and goings-on, good and bad. A few years back something happened that made me scared to talk about my life like I used to, and Im still trying to relearn that its ok to be self indulgent on my personal accounts.

And during these year roundups, I like taking the opportunity to expand more on things I kept quiet about, reflect on the big changes, or simply find the good moments in an otherwise rough year. I don't want anyone to compare their life to mine. This is just for fun.

I like reading about whats happening in the people Im following's lives too! I think its nice to stay in the loop like that...

That said... here's my 2021 Year In Review, if you're into that kind of thing

Ill start off by saying at the start of 2021, I was only a month into my new job. I was animating on WandaVision, and I was working entirely from home. It was nice getting some near-immediate gratification seeing our hard work on the screen only a month or so later. (LOOKING AT YOU, TOP GUN MAVERICK, WHICH I WORKED ON 2 YEARS AGO AND IS STILL YET TO COME OUT)

According to my diary early in the year I was still looking for therapists, so I wasn't doing too hot in the mental health department. I have since given up on that search because it was just too expensive, but also I think I am doing a little better now.

I will say, this year was the first year I can think of since.... god, ever? where I haven't had a hyper interest. Meaning, there's things I love dearly, but there's nothing occupying my mind 24/7. Nothing I want to make fanart of until my hands fall off. Nothing I want to read fanfictions of. (I am actually autistic, remember. This is probably the symptom that affects me the most and its been there my whole life. So when I say hyper interest, or special interest, I am not being dramatic. I am using it in the actual autistic spectrum definition) The absence of a current special interest for so long is a little debilitating. I realized, if I'm not daydreaming about something, my mind starts assaulting me with every thing that bothers me in the back of my mind. Especially since my last two special interests "ended" in bad terms. Both SPN and DBH I slowly faded from because of the discourse and hatred being spread among fandom members, my happy memories of both get shoved aside by the discourses and bullying ive seen and things ive read swirling in my head over and over and over and over and over on a repeat I cant stop thinking about it. I dont even know how to phrase it in a way that doesnt sound ridiculous. Trust me, its more frustrating for me than it is cringy for you. Every day, especially when trying to sleep. It's hell, and its one of the things I wanted therapy to help me handle. I'm still struggling with it. I try combating it by literally daydreaming of counting sheep like Im a child.

(so yes ive been a little desperate for my brain to latch onto something new with no drama but it hasnt yet. this is not something i can consciously do.)

But... in these fandomless times I am taking the opportunity to play new games, try to watch new shows, and actually READ SOME BOOKS. With no fanfiction to read before bed, I can actually... read a book. So I read some books. Specifically, The Locked Tomb trilogy (which apparently is gonna have 4 books now? Cool)

I've been enjoying those a lot! Cant wait for the next book. :)

I got to guest-lecture for an online class at my old college, SVA. That was super fun and I hope to do it again sometime! I love guest lecturing! The students don't need you to teach them technical things, they mostly just want advice, to hear your "story", and ask questions about what the industry is like. It's super fun! Always happy to supply that advice and information for any animation student who asks, online or offline.

I attended a zoom wedding, which was wild, but hey, I'm happy for that friend.

I started really getting into plants. My collection expanded quite a bit, and I have been having a lot of fun with that hobby. With no hyperinterest, my brain filled with plants. (I'm pretty sure Im not even joking there.)

Around springtime, I had my first review with my boss and supervisor about my performance. I'd say this was a small turning point. I am a Key Artist at my job, which is the highest rank before becoming a Lead, and I was nervous that I was underperforming because I still felt like a low Mid artist. Thats when they told me I was doing excellently, and I am one of the most reliable animators on the team. If they had any advice for me, it was that I worry and stress too much. (Ha. Yeah....... if that wasn't clear so far)

Anyway... that was an eye opener. Like hey, maybe I'm good at this thing after all.

Yeah. Wanted to keep that ball rolling, though. Hearing something like that only makes me want to work harder. At this time, I was also working on possibly the most fun project I got to animate on in my career so far- it was just SO up my alley and my supervisor really let me run free with my ideas. You'll see later 2022. (Unless it gets pushed)

Oh... got to this part in my diary. Well, this year I was hit with another big low. I lost my beloved pet cat Tiger, who was part of my life since I was 8 years old. Luckily, she lived a long happy life, and she passed peacefully. I was worried I would be wracked by nightmares about it for weeks like when I lost my dog a few years prior, but I think that was because his death was so sudden and so disturbing. I miss them both so much. I still cried so much, and still cry when I think about it too much. (See earlier about my brain attacking me lately. This is one of those things I get mentally assaulted with when trying to sleep) But... I'm ok. I handed it well, I think.

I played Horizon Zero Dawn, loved it. I watched the Fast and Furious franchise with some friends over discord, loved it.

Also, I will say, there was non-stop construction in my apartment building for like... over a year by that point. It was so loud, I had construction grade ear muffs just so I could focus on work or try to take naps. The noise was also incredibly debilitating to my mental state every day, along with my anxieties and covid shit and everything.

Late spring, my studio got together at a park to see each other in person for the first time. That was so nice, I was emotional about it. Clearly I was not having a good time the whole year until then, what with the noise and my anxiety and all. But I had 1 vaccine in my arm by that point, and seeing everyone was so lovely, I remember feeling really good that day.

Well... aside from the part where I almost blacked out.

I rode my kick scooter to the park and when I arrived, my vision got really blurry and I got really dizzy. I still don't know exactly what happened that day, but I was terrified. I thought I was going to ruin the picnic by having to be hospitalized. (yes, literally standing there silently with the group, unable to see, not saying anything, hoping I didnt pass out in front of everyone and ruin the fun)

I don't know what that was about, but it was a wake up call that I think I need to exercise more. I think my body was so used to being sedentary from being locked up in my apartment for a year, that small day of exertion nearly took me the fuck out.

Come June, my year really started turning around.

My application to be a tenant in a new apartment complex was approved! GOODBYE to my shitty old apartment with the cockroaches and construction noise and managers who don't care and water cuts and electric outages and fire alarms and everything.

My overall shittyass mood for a long time started improving with that moment.

I still had to deal with the old building for a few more months, but the new apartment on the horizon kept me goin'.

I also decided to start buying new clothes, better clothes that actually make me feel cute and confident. I love them! Too bad they are really only summer clothes though, so most of them are sitting in the closet until its appropriate to wear them again... but baby steps!

Then I got my second vaccine dose, and coupled with overall very good covid numbers in Montreal, I got to do some things again! I got to go to the movies again, my favorite thing! I got to see some friends again!

And then, I got to work in the office again! I got to talk to people again! I got to separate home from work again! (And I got to get away from the deafening construction noises at home again!)

I was feeling so much better!!!!

Then after some time of blissfulness, working diligently on Joe Pickett (check it out! its out now on Spectrum, and I think its coming out on Paramount+ soon? I think?) my boss called me up. I was a little worried, like oh no maybe I did something wrong- but nope! He offered me a very rare permanent position! (Instead of contract-to-contract, which is the story for most people in the industry here) Very exciting, and felt very nice being valued like that. Also very nice not having to worry about my work permit for as long as I want! (A big stress living abroad)

September and October was MOVING TIME GALORE. I took off time from work to move, and it was a lot of fun. Tiring, but fun. (Especially since because the two buildings were so close, I spent most of the time wheeling my belongings over back and forth in suitcases)

My friends also came over to help me paint, and my parents came up and helped me with the finishing touches. This was the first time I saw my parents since the pandemic started, because the borders finally reopened and everyone was vaccinated, so that was very emotional and very fun. (I am very close with them, and I missed them very much)

The new apartment has been so amazing its actually impressive. I realize now just how much I was settling for SHIT before. The place is so lovely, working from home here isnt even that bad. (I'll get to that in a minute)

Watched some more good shows and good movies. I started my trek into the world of slasher films for the first time, and that has been fun. I caught up on the Scream franchise with the same friends I watched the Fast and Furious franchise with. I loved the movies, but it was made even more fun by watching them with good friends.

Small dip in my mood when my pet fish, Pancakes passed away. It appeared to be from old age and the complications that come with it. She was "just" a fish, but god dammit, I loved my little fish. RIP, tiny friend.

Work was trucking along nicely. Working at the studio and bolstering in-person relationships was going excellently. I quickly made friends with my coworkers, getting to chat with them at lunch and friday afternoons and everything. They are a great group of people, 10/10 goofballs.

I talked to my boss about my progress again, now with nearly a year at the studio under my belt. It went even better than before. He restated that I am still one of the most reliable animators on the team, and he could see me being a Lead in the future and would begin my training the moment I say I want to do it. (I said I am flattered but extremely not ready yet) He also used that opportunity to say that I can come to him if theres any studio issues or changes I want to suggest, because thats how much of a grip I have on the studio, basically. They want to keep me happy as best they can and will try to help in any way.

...interesting...

Haven't really flexed that power yet, but it's there.

Come December, things started getting fishy again.

Things were happy, my brain isn't being attacked quite as much now with some of my daytime anxieties quelled, but... well, as you all must know by now, things started shutting down again.

My christmas trip home was cancelled for a myriad of reasons. I went from graciously knowing only two or three people with Covid over the last two years to now nearly ten at once. Theaters are closed again, bars, clubs, etc, and we are mandated to work from home again...

If I wasn't clear before, I prefer working from a studio. I was crushed. I cried, packing my desk things to work from home for another indeterminate amount of time. To not see my work friends again for another indeterminate amount of time.

The bright side is that working from home made the wintertime a little easier to bear last year, not having to walk in the slush and ice and all, so it should make things easier again this year. And my new apartment is much nicer to sit in all day... but oh well.

And... here we are. Mood has taken a solid hit. But.. trying to look up. Trying to stay hopeful for some nice things next year. Gonna try to reschedule that trip home for when it is warmer and the case count is low again... maybe I can see Top Gun with my family, or that other movie I mentioned. That would be nice.

Yesterday I bought a VR system... very excited about that. Always loved VR and wanted to have a system myself, and finally bought one. I'm excited to finally try out some games I've been wanting to play for a long time.

As for new years resolutions.. I definitely want to try to keep my head up. Continue to find the good in the bad. Also try to exercise more. (Not like serious gym-hitting or anything, but just try some baby steps... hopefully work my way up....)

[riofann]

Rio Random 4

Things got a lot better after that, to your surprise. But you had both decided that you were basically going to do a redo and actively  work on your relationship. It was a bit difficult at first. But you felt better when you saw Mick removing drugs from your house. He also got you a security system that you could look at from your phone to see who has been in and around the house. You didn’t smell Beth around your house as often either. You actually didn't hear much about Beth, as far as you were concerned things were being dealt with.   

Rio would stop by two times a week at least on top of dates breakfast, lunch, brunch, dinner, or dessert. He was a romantic at heart actually, you would find flowers at home or at work sitting on your desk. He often used to look at you and smile which made you blush. You also met Marcus and Rhea one night at a state fair. Rhea was like Rio, hard to read you could see why the two ended up together. All together your relationship was far from perfect but you could honestly say you were happy. 

One late afternoon you rushed home from work. Rio had sent you a text saying he had left a present for you. He often did this when he found lingerie that he liked and wanted you to wear it. Some dates he had dressed you from head to toe, others he provided the undergarments. Not that your taste was bad but he enjoyed doing this. 

When you open the door to your home you hear voices coming from the bottom of your house before you could turn around and walk away you come face to face with a strange woman. 

“Uh hi” Ruby greets uneasily 

“Who are you?” You ask 

“Uh Krystal”

Quickly Beth comes around the corner “Oh Y/N I was just ummm....”

You close your door now pissed, what are you doing in my house. Mick had moved all the drugs from your home, Rio had promised you nothing was left in your house. You looked around to see your house in disarray before turning your attention back to Beth  and these other women.

“Oh well Rio wanted me to drop off something”

“Did he? Inside my house? He doesn’t even have a key, so how’d you get in?” 

“Well Mick helped with that” “Okay what are you dropping off” 

“Uh,” “Right let me just give him a call I’m sure he would love to hear about this”

“NO! Let's not bother him you know he is busy right Be... be be because he wouldn't like that right Krys?” Annie interjects

“Or should I call the police?”

Without warning Beth pulled out her gun and pointed it at you

“What are you doing?” Ruby asked in horror 

“Alright Sit” she says motioning with the gun 

“Are you gonna tell me what you're doing here in my house Elizabeth?”

Instinctively the two women looked at her as she looked shocked as well “How did you?” 

“Elizabeth Boland, you have  5 children with your ex husband Dean right? Used to be a stay at home wife? Did I get that right?” 

“SIT!” she demands “No, what are you gonna do? shoot me?”

“SIT!” she turns to look at Annie and Ruby before turning her attention back to you “Who told you?” 

“Oh uh Mrs. Doubtfire...  Yea i was stopping by to give you that book i borrowed and she said there was no such thing as Krystal had no idea what i was talking about then she told me everything”

“That damn woman” 

“SIT!” 

“NO!  If you're gonna point a gun at me then I expect you to shoot.” 

Ruby tugs at her arm “Beth lets just go” “NO ITS HERE” she yells while yanking her arm back  “you think you are so special, that's what he does you know. Make you feel special then he just dumps you like you're nothing!”

“But I’m not you Beth, and i'm not Rio, so whatever you're looking for its not here and whatever beef you have take it up with him”

“I SAID SIT!” 

“I'm not deaf i don't know why you're yelling” 

“Beth” Annie tries to calm the situation Beth with a bewildered look turns to look at Annie “NO!”

“This is bad” Ruby comments 

“You can't just threaten her life because of some guy....Beth” Annie states  

“I am not all I need her to do is sit Annie!....I know that it’s here it just has to be...” 

As they argued within themselves you felt like it was the perfect opportunity to sneak away as you got close to the door. You turned abruptly to open it when you heard commotion followed by  sharp pain on your side, you looked down to see blood seeping through your clothes. You slowly fall to the floor back resting against the wall. 

“OH MY GOD BETH!” “SHE WAS GETTING AWAY” she defends “HE IS GOING TO KILL US” Annie states looking at her sister like she had 5 heads “I’M SO SORRY Y/N” she says rushing towards you 

“YOU BITCH” You kick her in the chest causing her to fall back, you groan and hold onto your side 

“This isn't good please don't kick me none of this was supposed to happen” Ruby says slowly crouching down next to you

“Put pressure on it” Annie instructs

“I need towels!” 

“It's gonna be okay” Ruby tries her best to sooth you “I can't believe you” 

“I didn't” Beth says while holding onto your wound

Annie rushed back with towels in hand

“Uh guys we have to take her to the hospital” You don’t know when it happens but you start to fade away “Y/N! Can you stand?” “Y/N!” Annie calls your name “she's not... Y/N stay awake 

“What's wrong with you?” Ruby scolds

“What? Ruby..” 

“Why are you trigger happy”

“It was an accident, help me get her in the car!” 

“Well we can't go out the front door”

“Then help me get her through the fucking back door Annie”

“Oh my god” Annie says throwing her hands up 

When 30 minutes pass Rio is beyond infuriated with you. You were not picking up his calls or answering his texts and from what he knew you were at home.He doesn’t  know why you flaked on him, he thinks you were in a drunken slumber wondering how you got back into it, you had shown signs of improvement. 

When he gets to your house however he opens the door, he hears Coconut’s barking and he immediately spots the pool of blood by the door

“Go find her is all he needs to say to Mick”  

He walks through your home, there were multiple holes cut in your walls, holes in the cushion seat on the couch, furniture overturned. When he walks into the bedroom everything is in disarray just like the living area. Carefully he walks down the steps and spots your bag. He thinks you were ambushed. His mind goes into overdrive and is thinking of who would have the gull to do such a thing as far as he was concerned everyone knew enemy wise especially in this line of business that children and wives/girlfriends were out of the question. So whoever had the gull to do such a thing was bold and he’s wondering who it could be. He makes a few calls before he’s sitting in front of your laptop trying to log in. another phone call and he’s given the password. When he looks through the security footage nothing but rage takes over. 

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After pacing the floor in silence Ruby explodes with emotion “He is going to kill us!” 

“He doesn't know where we are” Beth counters

“I have a child Beth and I need to call Stan and let him know what’s going on!” 

“So do I Ruby, I have 5 to be exact,  he wont do anything she's just a placeholder anyway”

Ruby looks at her in disbelief “Are you kidding me he broke up with YOU to be with HER she is no placeholder”

“She's not special he can find another woman  like her anytime soon” Beth states dismissively 

“Beth i don't like this you need to call him and tell him it was a  mistake” Annie jumps into the conversation 

“Relax he doesn't know where we are he’s not stupid plus Dean will throw his ass in jail”

Putting her hands up Ruby states “I can’t believe you” before she walks away A brief moment of silence before Beth’s phone starts ringing

When they all look at the phone only unknown flashes through the screen after the 5th time the screen is black for good

“Elizabeth please for our sake just tell him” Ruby pleads “we can’t be hidden forever” 

“NO! Now shut up and let me think!” 

“Or what you're gonna shoot me” Ruby expresses frustrated 

“It was an accident!” 

Ruby scoffs, “Like shooting him too? I'm starting to think you’re trigger happy”

“Don't start accusing me you shot someone in the foot!” 

“That was an accident! We all know it was, but you just can't let this life go huh. You can't let this power go so whoever stands in your way you're gonna get rid of them” 

Beth walked up to Ruby looking at her right in the eye “You're right so move out of my way” she didn't have time to be arguing with her so if that meant intimidating her she would. 

Annie quickly got between the two and separated them. “Guys i cant right now please not now, i can't deal with this, we just need to stick together” 

Beth was right Rio couldn't locate them at first but he had found you. You were in the surgical icu stabilizing after your surgery. Because you were considered a Jane Doe no one was really allowed to see you, but Rio had his connections and he walked in to see you fast asleep before walking out. He says nothing as Mick drives him over to Beth’s house. Nothing was out of the ordinary except Beth was missing. He also had other cars posted outside of Ruby’s house and Annie's. 

“Aii bet” he hangs up the phone irritated that no one could locate Beth, she had become a protégé, so good at hiding things from him now. 

"You gon’ have to get rid of her” Mick states before looking at Rio,  “She shot you, planned your assassination," he scoffs "stolen, sabotaged, lied, how much more you gon let her get away with"

“I cant get rid of her, if i do i gotta deal with the other 2, not to mention the stupid ass husbands that's almost 10 kids in foster care, too much heat its bad for business now anyway, plus I'm still under the microscope cuz of Turner” 

“Both can’t co exist  though, so you either with Beth or you with Y/N.”

“Fuck me”

“Gotta make a move boss”

“Ima figure something out” 

It takes 2 days but he finally locates them. Abruptly woken from their sleep and thrown in a van they find themselves in an unknown place, kneeling in front of him, with plastic bags underneath them. 

“Please i have children” Beth tries to plead her case 

Rio’s shoulders roll back before he speaks “Nah see you can’t keep doing that mama, you can't keep provoking me and asking for mercy cuz you got kids.”

“I'm a mother, they need their mother!”

“Please Rio” Ruby interjects 

“See that's the problem, I hoped you being a mother, you would actually be more careful but I get it now. You just wanna be reckless and use me as your cover. Shoot me 3 times it's my fault. Steal my fault, lie my fault, plot to kill me my fault" his shoulders roll "what was Y/N’s fault why you shoot her?" Already knowing the answer he wanted to see what she would  say 

"She knows my name I know you told her"

"She's my girl"

"Right just like I was but unlike her you can't replace me you need me!” 

"Humor me Beth, are you jealous?" 

Beth scoffs “of what?"  

"Y/N"

She scoffs again "you wish! You probably get off knowing 2 women want you" 

He licks his bottom lip and smiles. It takes a minute before he speaks “So what should i do with you, all of you? I know I’m tired of this game, we’ve been playing it for too long. Aint y’all tired of wondering if im gon kill you?” He asks addressing Annie and Ruby

“Please I promise to walk away” Annie offers 

“Annie shut up!” Beth scolds 

“NO! YOU SHUT UP BETH GOD YOU ARE SELFISH! ALWAYS HAVE BEEN!” 

“Annie I’m trying to....” Before she can finish she stops after she hears her phone ringing  

Rio looks down at the phone “Talk it out I gotta take this call” he says before walking away 

The girls don’t say anything but look at each other. When they see him return Beth comments “I got this let me speak.” waiting for him to sit down before she begins “You can’t kill us and you know it. So you can run back to your little girlfriend and kiss her wound and tell her she's special and I'll go back to doing my thing” she says snidely Both Annie and Ruby looked at her shocked.

“She is, it could have been you but the 3 bullets kinda changed my mind”

“OH MY GOD! Can you let that go!”

“I did then I found out you hired a hitman and some kid to shoot me. Things change all the time between us,  you know this”

“So what are you gonna do? Because we have work to do”

“I know.” He nods at the men behind them. The zip ties are cut before he walks away “I’ll see you around yea?”

When he leaves they all look at each other shocked that he even let them walk away. They remain in that position until all the men leave. 

“See I told you!”

“I can’t do this Beth you need some serious help and I’m not willing to wager my family as collateral for it”  Ruby states “It worked” “For you! Not for us, you think it's just a one woman show where you do everything? Like your actions don’t have any effect on our lives'' “Ruby it worked I don’t know why you’re being such a baby about it” “Yea well better that than you” 

Annie interjects once again  before things get heated “Guys can we just figure out how to get home”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“So what now?” Mick asks frustrated with the whole thing. “She still working for you?”  he knew the pattern all too well Beth would do something to get back at Rio 

“Nah we moving, leaving Michigan, getting new headquarters. She wanna run the business? Cool, but no protection, no muscle, no supply of weapons, no connections, yea she can print money but she can’t operate or deal, not without me. Make sure everyone knows if they entertain her they are dead. I don’t care what it is if I find out I’m putting a bounty on your head. She right though I can’t kill her but i can kill her business” 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It took a few days but when you regain consciousness in the hospital you see one of Rio’s men at least you’re assuming he is sitting by you. You two don’t speak and you go back to sleep. The next day police stop by to question you about your shooting, you tell them the story Rio’s guy told you, a home invasion gone wrong. They leave satisfied with the explanation. Rio comes to visit a few days after  you have been moved to a step down unit that was more private.

The door opens and you watch as he walks in “Rio”

Hey mama he approaches you with hands behind his back and as he gets closer a cute teddy bear that has ‘get well soon on it’ 

“How you feeling?”  he asks taking a seat next to you on the bed 

“I got shot” you state factually

“You got shot” he says moving the hair from your face 

“Where have you been? The cops came to see me”

“I know they stopped by, I was handling something. Did you tell them what Honcho told you to say?”

“Yes” 

He smiles and looks at you with a face you can’t quite read

“So where is she?” 

You were hoping he would say dead in a ditch somewhere or something along the lines of ‘you never have to worry about her’ but what he said made you more angry

“At home”

“She's alive?”

“Yea” 

You roll your eyes, was she gonna be thorn on your side for the rest of your life with Rio? “But she won’t bother you” “Yea said that last time and now i have a bullet hole on my side that says otherwise” “Nah she won’t be able to reach you this time cuz we leaving, after you get discharged” 

“What? You want me to move?” 

“Yea,we can...”  You interrupt "There's no we anymore, you're like a bad omen. In less than a year since  i met you I get shot and now i have a bullet wound because of your unhinged ex that you couldn't keep in check and you still think there's a 'we' " 

“I told you,” he runs his hand down his chin “i asked you to be patient” he speaks softly 

“Be patient, meant with you! So you could change not ‘be patient, my crazy ex who i can't control will shoot you months from now but i still need you to understand” you say sarcasm laced in your tone 

“Y/N” “You told me to treat you like any other guy on the street, so I am. We are done!” 

“You can't stay here” he stresses “Why not?” “Beth isn’t my only enemy, and once she finds out my plans she will go to them for revenge” 

“So where are we going? I have a career here! Aunt Brenda and Mia, my parents, I visit their graves often”  

“They can come visit you, You can always get another job, it’s not safe for you here Y/N”

“Was it ever safe? Didn’t you have enemies before? Was I not in danger then” 

“This is different, Beth is vengeful I can’t risk it” 

“Where are we going?” 

“I can't tell you, not now I’m still figuring that out” 

“Typical” “Listen i'm packing up your house I’m gonna get you a new place in a new city you'll get a job” 

“Rio are you kidding me you want me to just up and leave?” “Yea,” he stands up and looks down at you  “it’s non negotiable, i gotta protect you, after you get discharged we leaving” 

“Protect me? From who? The only person I need protection from is you. Rein que le diable (nothing but the devil)” 

He stares at you for a moment  “get some rest” he says before kissing your forehead. He didn’t care about how you felt in the moment protecting you, Marcus, and Rhea were his top priority and he knew that always came with push back no matter who he was talking to.

A/N: as always tell me what you think. Not really a fan of this chapter didn’t know how to go around it. 

[tlou-1]

Joel x Reader (Home) - Chapter 15

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Chapter 15 - Life being pregnant in Jackson with a protective Joel and Ellie on hand. (A bit of fluff) 

A couple months later you were working your shift in the Tipsy Bison. It had been a few days since you had been able to come on shift, turns out you hadn’t escaped the morning sickness but rather it would hit you at the beginning of your second trimester. It felt nice to be out of the house and doing something. Molly was sat with you to keep you company before Joel and Ellie came to meet you. Things had changed quite a bit over the space of these two months, Molly and Jesse were not together but still friends (thankfully for you). She had explained that he needed to be with someone his own age, Jesse was pretty wise for his years but maybe Molly was right. 

Joel and Ellie arrive in the bar a little late, their patrol must have taken longer than expected. They went to sit alongside Molly, Ellie removing her bag and taking a seat when Joel asked “I thought you were to supposed to be finished work?”. 

It had only been an extra hour you had been on shift. “I was, I thought you two were supposed to be back a while ago?” you retaliate.

“She’s got us there” Ellie sighs. The pair had started patrols together last month and had been out together frequently since. It all started with an argument between you, Maria and Joel and Ellie. You were adamant you could still go on patrol, Maria supported this decision for the early stages of your pregnancy but well Joel and Ellie wouldn’t hear any of it. 

“Maria you ain’t seriously thinking of letting her go out there?” Joel hissed 

“Joel I am standing right here. I swear to god if you talk across me again… I can go out there and it’’s not like you wouldn’t be there to keep an eye!” You shout

“You’re both stubborn as mules” Maria sounded exhausted by it all. 

“I’ll take her patrols with Joel” Ellie volunteered. You protest again.

“Fine I can take most of her patrols, you could still go out occasionally. Compromise for everyone?” Ellie shrugged. It seemed the best deal and looking at how good the time together had been for Joel and Ellie’s relationship it had its positives. 

Later that night after Ellie had joined you both for dinner. You and Ellie were sat on the sofa chatting away whilst Joel cleaned the dishes. “We will need to take Junior, when they are old enough!” Ellie smiles her knees tucked under her chin. You laugh and rest your hands upon your ever growing belly “Definitely although we might need a better tour guide than Joel it sounds”.

“What are you two laughing at? I heard my name” Joel appears from the kitchen still drying his hands. 

“Oh I am just hearing about the museum. Sounds like you are quite the Dr John Hammond” You tease your husband but he doesn’t seem to care. 

“The women knows Jurassic Park, I knew I loved you for some reason darlin” he exclaims pointing at you before planting an over dramatic kiss on your cheek which you playfully swat away. 

You continue to tease Joel with Ellie’s assistance when he returns to the kitchen. “Well Joel I think you could take some lessons from Ellie by the sounds of it” you call. 

“I think it sounds like all my girls are ganging up on me in there” he laughs and goes to sit in-between you both finally finished with the dishes. 

“Oh I dunno we could have a little guy in here, might make it even numbers for you” you tease placing a hand on your bump. Joel goes still for a second before falling back into the sofa.

“Oh Christ a boy? I don’t think I’d know what to do with a boy” he sighs looking up at the ceiling. You and Ellie just laugh shaking your heads at him.

That night you all rewatched Jurassic Park together. Ellie had tried balancing the bowl of popcorn on your ever growing stomach,

“Ellie would you stop trying to use my wife as a table” he tutted her away.

“Oh Joel you know the older child always acts up when they are about to have younger sibling” you joke lying your feet along him, getting comfy. Before Ellie laughs sarcastically throwing a handful of popcorn at your face.

“I see what you mean” Joel smiles and Ellie just rolls her eyes at you both.

The further into the pregnancy you got the more Joel fussed over you, sometimes it was endearing, other times it could be infuriating. It was Spring which meant you could spend more time outdoors but Joel preferred you didn’t do too much hard labour. He got his wish as by the 6th month it was damn impossible to do the simplest of tasks. In the mornings before your walks with Bruce there were multiple occasions where you had to have Joel tie the laces to your shoes. He could feel your frustration at this so wouldn’t say very much in these type of moments worried about getting caught in the crossfire. 

“This is ridiculous, I still have another three months. I cant not be able to tie my shoes until then… I am getting huge” you almost cry with the irritation.

Joel stays crouching after tying your shoes, “Baby I am going to be here to tie your shoes every single day and I believe you to be absolutely stunnin” he takes your hand in his. 

One night you wake with a jolt. Joel wakes up almost immediately too, he never had been a heavy sleeper. “What is it? What’s wrong?”.

You relax back against your pillow, smiling “They are kicking”. It was the strangest sensation you had experienced, it felt so odd and yet so comforting. You reach for Joel’s hand and hold it against the top of your bump, there is nothing for a few seconds and then. Joel laughs softly, smiling at the sensation of feeling your child’s foot against your skin. 

“That’s amazing” you say fascinated.

“Isn’t it? Let me try something” Joel shifts himself so he is propped comfortably right next to your stomach. He begins to talk softly, he talks about Jackson, Ellie, Bruce and your life together as a family. 

“Joel, what are you doing?” You ask sleepily, his voice was soothing to listen to. 

“Your Mama is looking pretty tired little one, do you think you can give the kicking a rest so she can get a bit of sleep?” He smiles up at you. 

[khaleesiofalicante]

me, nodding of to sleep: IM HERE IM HERE

did my head just loll to the side? you will never know. first of all this chapter was the most beautiful thing i have ever read. Mavid have my HEART. It's also 4 16 am so im sorry if the reactions are a little bland but this was PERFECT.

me, throughout the whole thing: mavid mavid mavid

They had kissed for the first time almost a week ago. And they had kissed again. A couple of times.

Okay fine, they had kissed a lot since then.

Not a lot a lot. But a lot.

Wait a minute. How much kissing was a lot of kissing?

this is adorable

“I heard he cried when he found out Lexi and Liv were dating,” David chuckled.

yup that's jace

“We have to pay to talk on the phone?” Max asked incredulously. “I thought it was free.”

“Of course it isn’t free, Max!” David chuckled. “We have to pay for WiFi too.”

“This is ridiculous!” Max said. “Next you will say we have to pay for electricity.”

“Um, we do have to pay for electricity,” David chuckled again.

we pay for water too

but max you didnt know-

“Don’t let them guilt trip you!” Max had chastised. “They like doing chores. Let them do it. They fight demons all day and then come home and do chores. I feel like it’s their form of therapy. They need this.”

cant relate nope

“I don’t know,” Max groaned. “My family is so dramatic.”

the lightwood-banes in one sentence

THERE ARE SO MANY FEELS MY HEART CANNOT CONTAIN

“Well, too late!” Max announced. “This date is going to be the best first date in the history of first of dates.”

In retrospect, he really shouldn’t have said that.

nah its gonna be great

“Perhaps you should just take him to the New York Library. They have, uh, books.”

yes that is what they keep in libraries

OH MY GOD THE FRIEND IS ELYASS

HERE'S MY FAVORITE DEMON Y'ALL

His parents would not be pleased if they knew Max was summoning demons for relationship advice.

But they had also encouraged Max to make friends with everyone regardless of their identity. So, technically this was their fault. They gave him very mixed messages.

well-

you know i really shouldnt have laughed at the demon attack news but for some reason i did

i blame my sleep deprivation

shit i feel sick

you know maybe i shouldve just waited till the morning...

ok but the demon attack is NOT coincidental

there is something going on

“I thought dragon demons were extinct!” Max yelled over the commotion.

well-

ANJALI

“Man, fuck the orders!” Max said in frustration.

if you get hurt ill kill you

oh it's not her

well fuck

“That was an Armani, you piece of shit!” Rafael yelled at the demon. Max almost laughed.

THE AUDACITY

It really did. Dragon demons smelled like they lived inside a boys locker room.

well that's nice to know

FUCK THEY ARE TALKING NOW???

ok what is going on

“Say the thing!!!”

“I’m not saying the damn thing, you maniac!”

“Say the thing!”

Rafael groaned and raised his hands, the alliance rune lighting up.

“I’m not just a shadowhunter,” Rafael said through gritted teeth. “I’m Magnus Bane’s son.”

LMAO THEM

“Well, demons are stupid,” Max pointed out.

“Yeah, that makes sense,” Rafael said with a mouthful of food. “You are half demon after all.”

Im so sleepy i cant even react to this

but THEM I CANT-

WHERE.IS.ALEC

Max wanted to laugh. Only David would worry about another person while being injured in the infirmary.

MUST BE PROTECTED

Max nodded; his throat still dry. He couldn’t stop staring at David. At the wound. At the blood.

Also, maybe the naked chest.

AHEM

OH MY GOD JAIME IS ALIVE

we're getting lightwood-bane fluff LET ME CRY

alec...

on one hand alec smoking is fucking hot BUT WITH THE MUNDANE DISEASES OH HELL NAH

“But it tastes so good when it’s from your plate!” Max said with a mouth full of food.

“Oh, you want my food? Here!” Rafael grinned and threw a piece of chicken at his face.

Max caught it with his mouth cause wasting food was a crime. “Thanks, bro!”

“You little s-”

HE CAUGHT IT IN HIS MOUTH

“And no fighting over chicken!” Bapak pointed out. “We can always summon some more.”

“Order,” dad corrected. “We don’t summon. We order. And then we pay.”

“How do we destroy capitalism if we have to pay for everything?” Max asked.

Max has a point y'know

“That’s rich coming from someone who is wearing an Armani jacket,” Max stuck out his tongue.

“It was a gift!” Rafael said, furiously chewing on his chicken.

“Does that mean Bapak is a capitalist?” Max asked.

LMAO

Max: What even-

Max: Can shadowhunters get high on iratzes lol

CAN THEY???

David: Mr Herondale yelled “Yes! Two out of three!”

MOOD

PLEASE RAFAEL AND MAGNUS ARE LIKE "About time"

SAME THOUGH

“David is what you get if Dad and Uncle Jace and Uncle Jem had a baby.”

STOP NO

“Oh,” Max said. “Uh, David and I…We are dating.”

Dad choked on his coffee. “Excuse me?”

Bapak chuckled next to him. “Of course you didn’t know.”

“You two are dating?” dad demanded. “Since when? Who else knows about this? Why didn’t you tell us before? Were you dating when you were in London? Magnus, did you know about this?”

“There you go!” Max yelled triumphantly. “That’s the dramatic reaction I was looking for. Thanks, dad!”

There's alec. Yup

OH MY GOD NOT THE SEX TALK

good thing i had wattpad I MEAN-

“Kissing?” dad gaped. “On the mouth???”

“Um, where else would we kiss?” Max asked incredulously.

“Well, actually,” Bapa cleared his throat. “There are many ways you can enjoy-”

IM CACKLING

And that’s how the next hour turned out to be the most painful and most embarrassing hour of his life.

Max decided he would rather get attacked by a hoard of dragon demons than sit through it any longer

“You guys know we have something called the internet, right?” Max demanded.

“Well, the internet can have mixed messages,” Bapak sniffed. “We on the other hand have real life experien-”

“Magnus!” dad looked red in the face.

“Fine,” Bapak sighed. “Now moving on to the importance of lubrication and-”

“I’m begging you to stop,” Max groaned.

THE NOISES WHICH LEFT MY MOUTH ARE NOT OK TO BE MAKING AT 3 30 AM

“I’ll have you know this conversation utterly traumatized me. I demand financial compensation.”

HE'S SO DRAMATIC

“Well,” dad said carefully. “David is…”

“French?” Max asked.

i blame my sleep deprived ass for laughing at this

next thing i know someone's being tortured and im laughing because i dont have sleep in my system

Max honey...

listen to him

i for one, dont want a repeat of pg 511 cols

oh he's finding out about the incident

that's what i call it

Max thought of all the stories he had heard then. The one of the warlock who killed people who he could bring back his dead girlfriend. The one about a nephilim mother who paired up with prince of hell to bring back her dead son.

oh yeah...

shudder

They called it The Jem effect.

AYYYYY

It was true. In fact, he used to have a crush on both Tessa and Jem. It’s how he had found he was bisexual.

very very valid. have a good day sir

AWW MAX DIDNT KNOW HE COULD BLUSH

you know it's a sign ive been watching b99 too much that i was imagining mina talking like gina...

pls send help

ALSO MINA BESTEST SDCHJDFVYDYUGFYUGFVDYVFD

“Can we not talk about my boyfriend’s sperm, please?”

im surprised my parents havent woken up by the sound i let out

BUT HEY THE DOOR'S CLOSED SO

SUGGENS MINA

“I’m hearing an inflated sense of self-importance,” he heard Ragnor call from the bathroom. “Is Magnus here?”

“Just the spawn,” Max called back.

THE SPAWN BYE-

“He is married to the Consul!” Tessa chuckled. “And one of his sons is a shadowhunter.”

“It’s still very bad for our reputation,” Ragnor grumbled. “He is too close with shadowhunters.”

“You are the headmaster of Scholomance!” Catarina said incredulously. “You teach nephilim! Even though you don’t need a job!”

“I was coerced!” Ragnor huffed. “Manipulated by the children of the angel.”

really ragnor?

The grin disappeared and Ragnor buried his face on Catarina’s shoulder. “I can’t go through this again, Cat! Not again!”

“So much for not taking up after his father, huh?” Catarina chuckled and looked at him. “That’s nice, Max. We are happy for you.”

“We are not!” Ragnor said in a muffled voice.

RAGNOR DJHDCUHUKIHDVVFDDB

OOOO MAX DIDNT KNOW ABOUT CAMILLE

a kind of endless love...

dont make me cry

“I know you are worried, love,” Tessa’s voice was a whisper. “You are worried about surviving after David. You are worried about your own heart. But you should never let that fear stop you from finding love. Because love is what sustains us immortals. It keeps us alive. When you love a mortal, you love them forever. You might not remember all the memories. The colour of their eyes or the sound of their voice. But you will remember the love. You will carry that love inside you forever. It does not make you weak or fragile. It makes you stronger. And you will forever be grateful for it.”

my eyeballs are too tired to cry

stop it

THEY SAID I LOVE YOU

I FEEL LIKE A PROUD MOM

bitch you hate children wtf-

Max laughed. “I’m going to kill dad for making us do this. God, this is so weird!”

better get it done now

HE'S DAVID'S FOREVER

dont do this to me at 4 am

“You should two should some spend time together. Get to know each other and all of that,” Max suggested with a smile. “Maybe you can bond over archery or something.”

“I’m pretty sure he would use me for target practice,” David mumbled.

“Don’t be ridiculous, David!” Max said incredulously. “My father doesn’t need target practice!”

At this point, a David and alec scene isn't a want its a NEED

“I got it all planned,” Max said – for someone who had no idea what he was going to do.

me throughout life

max Rafael isn't the one smoking-

OH MY GOD MY DAD JUST CAME TO CHECK ON ME THE WAY I SLAMMED MY LAPTOP

“Also tell him to stop smoking!” Max pointed out seriously. “It’s not good for his health! Especially with all the mundane illnesses going on.”

“I know, Max,” dad sighed heavily and blinked. “I mean, I’ll talk to him. For sure.”

Alec if anything happens to you...just know ill raise hell

“I don’t want easy,” David smiled. “I want you.”

IT'S 4 AM DUDE

AYYY THE SHANGHAI SHADOW MARKET

CELESTIAL PALACE

“Dad? The Consul? That dad?” David looked surprised and relieved all at once. “Oh my god, he doesn’t hate me!”

“Of course he doesn’t hate you!” Max chuckled. “But he did say he will put your nerd ass in the silent city if you don’t bring me home by 11.”

of course, he did

oh my god SLEEP. there is so much to do tomorrow dying...my grammar was really bad and I don't have what it takes to use Grammarly's corrections except for the ones it's already doing as type.

this chapter had my heart BURSTING!! AHHHHHHH

the talk was so important I'm so glad they took care of that. ok imma head to bed now BYEE

Eeeeeee this was a lot sfkjdfkd I hope you are okay. Get some sleep next time or I will call the police.

Thank you as always for reading, reacting and supporting 💚

[infinitewhore]

Achlys Lore (New)

(Mention of @lethal-justice oc gorgon)

Mission objective: Bomb defuse

Monday 8 AM 17/4/2018

"I know it's last minute," Jordan rubbed his forehead in frustration, "But Lion is a no-go."

"And you wanna take the Russian?" Mike asked incredulously, "Into a blast zone? She's too y-"

"She's more than capable," Jordan cut him off and Mike scowled.

"A bomb?" Achlys cocked an eyebrow and set down the piece of tech she'd been working on, "What kind of bomb?"

"We..don't know that yet. All our intel says is that it's got White Mask written all over it," Jordan rapped his knuckles on the desk as he spoke, "you'd be filling Lion's spot."

"Who else will be there?" Achlys crossed her arms," Mike, Me and Grace." Spoke Jordan finishing up his knuckles.

"When's take off?"Achlys smirked, "tuesday 11 PM, be ready" Jordan pat her shoulder and left.

Tuesday 11PM

"How long till we get there?" Grace asked boarding the helicopter and sitting down next to Jordan, "3 to 4 hours" answered Jordan, "enough time to try and take a nap" mumbled Achlys putting on her headphones.

2: 55 AM

"Hey, Samka wake up! Youre Sleeping on poor Thatcher" said Dokkaebi shaking her awake, "what?" Achlys opened her eyes to look at Dokkaebi, "Mornin lsleeping beauty" Chuckled Thatcher making Samka jump, "Were here?", asked Samka rubbing her eyes "Grace wouldn't have woken you up if we weren't" Said thatcher patting achlys back.

4 AM

"Samka, Scan the area" Whisperd Thermite, "on it jord" said Achlys, "Two on the left, another two in the room next to them and the right is clear", said Achlys moving to the left, "were going in quite, Achlys", said Mike grabbing her arm. "This is quite Mike" and with that achlys sprinted into the right

4:50 AM

"Samka, We need you in the storage room NOW ", Yelled Jordan Through the coms, "I would be there if i wouldn't be in a Sandwich!" Awnserd achlys. "Achlys, you need to get out of that room Right Now, theres C4 placed there!" Said grace with a worry, "Wait wha-" Achlys coms got cut off, "Grace? Grace do you copy? Mike can you hear me? Can anyone hear me?!" Achlys yelled trying to reach the others, without luck.

"What do we do now?" Grace said through the com's, "We cant really go find her because the room could explode any minute, its unsa-"

*BOOM*

6 AM

"Achlys? achlys can you hear me?" Asked Jordan Through com's. No Awnser, "ACHLYS!" Yelled Mike, "Its all my fault i should've warned her sooner! Because of me shes Dead!" Said Grace sitting down hiding her face in her hands, "its not ya Fault grace" said thatcher trying to cheer her up.

"I.. uhm, i found Achlys guys, call base and tell them to take doc with them to come get us" said Jordan with obvious distress, Mike sighs "Jordan, how bad is it", Mike had a arm around grace waiting for Thermite to Awnser

"Her legs were crushed by a part of the ceiling Mike, She.. She lost alot of blood" jordan paused taking a deep breath, "im Unsure if she will even wake up again", it sounded like Jordan was crying while he said that, "pick her up. Get her to the Extraction point so we can get her to medbay as Fast as possible. Shes not going to die because i couldn't warn her sooner!" Said Grace with a shaking but angry voice through the com's.

"Nam, do you copy?"

"Copy doc"

"Why'd you need me?"

"Its Achlys she-...Y-You'll see once we hop onto the heli"

"What the hell happend Mon amie!" Doc yelled in complete shock, "They had C4 in a room, Achlys was unlucky to be there while it went off" spoke Mike, his eyes never leaving Achlys unconscious Form. "Will she.. Will she make it doc?" Grace looked at doc with teary eyes, "i dont know but if she does, Her legs will be gone" doc looked at Achlys.

9 AM

Heavy footstepsfilled the medbay halls and before doc knew it a booming voice asked "How is she?!"

"Shes Alive Alexsandr. she's in a Medically induced coma for now" said Doc looking at A few Papers. "Can i see her?", Said Tachanka in a worry, "sure but i still have something to tell you before you go inside" he looked up from his paper, looking into Alexsandr's eyes.

"We had to Amputate her legs"

"Wh-what?"

"We couldn't save them, the bone and muscle structure was completely crushed" it looked like doc wanted to say more, but didn't. "You can go now" was the last thing doc said before opening the door for Alexsandr to enter Achlys room.

"любовь я подвел тебя я не смог защитить тебя" love i failed you, i couldn't protect you) he whisperd, he Kissed Her head, letting his head fall onto her stomach, tears roll down his face. Eventually he feel asleep after some time.

Saturday 8 AM ( A week Later)

"Achlys?, can you hear me?" A faint voice called out 'who's calling me?... where am i?... why is it so bright?...'

Her eyes opend slowly

"Welcome Back kid. You're a though one i must say!" Said a voice, it had a noticeable French accent

"Im soo Sorry Achlys its All my fault!" A female voice? A korean accent.

"Hello back beautiful" a loud yet soft voice spoke with the heaviest russian accent. Tachanka

"Stop bombarding the kid with you're guilt they just woke up!" A deeper voice called, sounds like a brit(british)

Her eyes opened fully, revealing her comrades.

"Alexsandr?..." spoke Achlys with a weak tone, "im here lyubov"(love) said Alex.

"How did the mission go?" Asked achlys, "it was a success. Except well you're incident..." said Thermite

Achlys tried to get up, but once she shoved the blanked off her she froze. "Doc, Wh-Where are My- My legs!" She screamed, "Achlys i need you to calm down" doc tried to calm her,

"MY LEGS ARE GONE WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'CALM DOWN'?!"

"We had to Amputate them. You're nerve system, muscles and bones were all crushed by the explosion." Said doc looking at the monitor next to her. Grace shot up from her seat "Me And Mira Designed Custom legs for you wich would fit Perfectly, once you're released from medbay we can try the out!" She giggled, "i guess so" spoke Achlys with a smirk. Thatcher cought, looking upset "theres Also something else you need to know..", the room fell silent. "Smoke, Ela, Finka, pulse, IQ and... Gorgon joined kali" Thatcher rubbed his neck uncomfortably while achlys head lowerd making her look at her lap.

She Chuckled and looked up with rage filled eyes she spoke "Valerie did, What.." achlys turned her head towards doc "When can i try out those legs Dokka told me?",Achlys smirked at doc, but it didn't look normal or like a nice smirk "i guess today, your legs ar pretty much healed why?" Spoke Gustave with confusion, "just wondering, Мой дорогой докто" (My dear doctor)

1 PM

"Look at you and those sexy legs!" Dokka Laught, "so what can these sweet babys do, dokka?" Achlys continuously trying to walk, "these sweet things are capable of a Alot, the padding on the under side makes you're steps soundles, you are able of jumping higher, have stronger kicks AND the best part about them-" Dokkaebi was about to finish when Mira walked in and said "they have built in retractable knifes wich make you're kicks even more deadly. Use them with care Achlys" she placed her hand on her hip, Gave a small smile and walked off.

"Soo... Where exactly is the nighthaven base Dokka. Just want to pay Kali and Gorgon a visit...."

[alreadyblondenow]

12:35 am Jaehyunnie time (M)

The whole frat house was going wild because its both Valentines and Jaehyun’s birthday. A special day for everyone specially for you and Jaehyun. He promised ‘Jaehyunnie time’ after exams week and you’re both excited for it, you even bought a nice lingerie as a treat for your boyfriend.

Unfortunately, you got carried away and you drank too much alcohol already. The party started only 4 hours ago but you’re already shit-faced and throwing up to the sink. You drank anything and everything Ten gave you: Vodka, Tequila, beers, and a whole lot of mixed this and that. Now you’re too drunk to even cary yourself and your boyfriend has to cary you in his room.

“Baby I thought we’ll spend the night together?” Jaehyun talks to you while dragging you to his room, grunting because you’re actually heavy.

“Yo Jae! Going to sleep already?” Johnny exclaims, when he saw Jaehyun bringing you upstairs. “The night is still young!”

“Yeah I know, sorry but duty calls. Enjoy the night, I’ll go down if she sobers up”

Jaehyun lays you in bed gently tucking you in and making sure you’re comfortable. He removed your shoes and sat next to you, “You’re even more beautiful when you’re sleeping” he placed a soft kiss on your cheek and boops your nose. You felt that someone is messing with your face so with all your energy, you hit Jaehyun on the chest. Not very hard because you’re drunk, but the gesture startled him. “What was that for?” He asked, his voice still so soft and sweet it almost sound like he’s singing.

Given that you’re drunk, you cant recognise your own boyfriend. In your eyes, you’re with a stranger who’s ready to take advantage of you. “I have a boyfriend, I cant cheat on him” pushing him away, Jaehyun was catching your hands trying to make you calm and pinning both of your hands on the bed so you could stop hitting him.

He gets whats happening now, he was smiling like a fool trying not to laugh and ruin the moment. “Oh yeah you have a boyfriend? Is he handsome?” He’s smirking but you cant see it.

You scoffed and grabbed one of his pillows, “Psh! He’s only the most handsome guy in this university. Jung fucking Jaehyun!” you shout with pride making your boyfriend blush and giggle quietly.

“Is he good to you?” He asked again, not sure if he could hold on to his laughter even more. This time, he bravely lays beside you. Hoping you won’t kick him out of his own bed.

“So good! He’s such a gentleman most of the time. Perfect! Just - ugh! The things I want to do to him just gets me really - ugh!” you let out a frustrated groan, venting your rage of frustration to the pillow that you’re holding. Jaehyun almost felt bad for his pillow, “I want to kiss him right now” you pout facing Jaehyun, he wanted to kiss that pout away.

“Tell me more about him” he knew he shouldn’t take advantage of your drunken state, but you were sweet and adorable he couldn’t help it. “May I know the things you want to do with that handsome man you’re talking about? Hmm?” He asked out of curiosity and honestly he just wanted to talk to you more. It doesn’t matter if you’re drunk, he just wanted to spend some more time with you.

You smiled before talking about your boyfriend, making his heart beat fast and ears turn red. You told the ‘stranger’ how you and Jaehyun first met and how his smile instantly made you head over heels to him. How he makes your day better whenever you’re having a shitty one. “Jaehyun made my colorful life even more beautiful” you clear your throat, and talked about the things you planned on doing tonight. Jaehyun laughed at the sudden change of your mood from being sweet to horny.

“I want to ride him tonight because It’s his birthday. I bought this lingerie - which I cant show you, its for Jaehyun’s eyes only.” He chuckled, smiling so bright beside you but you’re to drunk to notice.

“I want to make him cum so many times tonight because he deserves it. I’ll hold his hand the whole night, letting him know I only belong to him and that I’m thankful for another year with him” you felt his hands intertwine with yours. You didn’t nudge him because you knew it’s Jaehyun, talking made you sober up but you still want to play this little game of his so you continued.

“I know its his birthday but, I’m the one who’s gonna blow something tonight” you winked at him hoping he gets what you’re saying which he does.

“Can you please find him? He promised Jaehyunnie time” you whine, and Jaehyun came closer to you hoping you could recognise him now, its a shame that the night didn’t turned out as you both expected, he thought. But it makes him happy that even though you’re drunk as fuck, he’s still the one you think of out of many things.

“But, Im already here baby” he hugged you tight, nuzzling his nose on your cheeks. Making you giggle and give up because your boyfriend is irresistible.

“I know” you dropped the act, making Jaehyun pull away slightly to look at you.

“When did you get sober?” he’s now kissing your lips that tastes like tequila.

“Few minutes ago, talking helped me sober up” you feel his tongue making its way to your mouth, his hands already slipped inside your shirt you didn’t even noticed. “Give me a few minutes more, baby. I promise you’ll never forget this night”

“Okay, Jung fucking Jaehyun can wait” he teased you biting your neck, hands already all over you.

And the night became even more special than expected.

;)

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[alyfawx]

I cant keep doing this...

I cant keep up with evrything expected of me...

i lose sleep..

im in pain all the time...

I keep pushing but i feel like...

utter shit...

I hate my job but i need money...

I Dont get paid enough to pay bills and get things that i like...

I am told in different ways that im not good enough or im not doing enough...

I cant find to much happiness doing the things I love...like writing...or eating stuff I love and crave...

im worried everyday about my health but i domt have the motivation to donwhats needed to keep it leveled...

im at war just toget my insurance but they keep saying my account is still open in fucking NY and its been years of flinging to my social worker trying to figure it out and cancel it and they say they will give me the papers I need to donit but never does and because of that my mental health is getting worse and worse because its not getting treated and i try to treat my own self with research and stuff but there is so much i can do...and I considered just...going to a mental psychiatric clinic but then I cant afford that because my damn NY account in insurance keeps saying its open but me an my mom tried to get it fix and it just will not fucking close 4 years of trying this 4 fucking years and im suffering inturnally...i contemplate running away from going to work but i cant...because work equals money...i feel like a burden to my family but have no clue what else I can give to them...when im fucked up...i cant take more hours because I feel like if I did I will be lutting more stress to my body that will probably make things worse....i hate asking for help because its looked down uponed...or I feel like my problems are solo fucking little compare to others who work there god damn butts off and im here complaining I cant do a 4 hour shift for like 4 days back to back without wanting to fucking blow my brains out because everything hurts...and on top of that I seriously cant deal with the stress my mind is on when im there..."im not good enough or fast enough or im socially awkward and weird and people will look at me like i'm not trying hard enough" and that makes work for me a living fucking HELL...because everyday I wish I see people doing things more efficient then me...but if im going any more then i am doing...im stressed and anxious and like not comfortable... and i just try to keep those thoughts down...but there is a point where I just cant even bother because my mind is so hard to shut off...once it gets going...i Don t know what to do anymore...im starting to feel like...hopeless...helpless because theres so much expactations on me...brcausr no one ilunderstands...no one wants too...and when they try they just say you just got to do it...its life...it I get compared to better off people mentally...stonger people...thats even with there struggles they can do it...im not one of those people and i dont think I'll ever be in my current situation...and honestly...u dont know what else I can do anymore...and its to the point where trying anything more then what I feel I capable of...ill push myself too much and I'll snap...and do something stupid just to get out of it...but I fight that thought...everyday...because of these expactations and people who love me...and I try to convince myself it will get better but im exhausted...this fight is draining me...and I want everything to change already...its want a fucking merical...something to get me out of this rut im in...because I juat cant do this anymore...im fighting and im still not giving up but im afraid that...oneday I wont be me anymore and that protection of fighting will break and then...it will be to late...

I will try with every fiber of my being to keep that fight...and fight...but theres just so much you can take when your in this low rut...that comes up and down and up and down...and up and down like a figging roller coaster...and sometimes its just...unable to keep those ups for very long...and I lie to myself to keep fighting...but im to the point where...i just...cant keep doing that....an I need help...and thats gonna worry people...and I try to keep this to myself...and even now after writing this im regretting this...but this is needed to come out...i am not okay...im not normal...im dying inside everyday...this is serious...please help me...and I know...thats hard to hear for some people...and you guys just probably want the Ally before she went through trauma...and you just want to think lightly of me...and that im fine and content...and I want her back too...i try to keep her...but theres times I just cant and shes so far away ...and I wont be ending my life...but...im just...not okay...and idk what to tell anyone...cuz I have no clue how to fix it on my own...its hard to keep up this mask...that I hide...but the mask is crumbling...i cant keep it together for much longer...

I wish I was okay...but im not...and I really dont know what else I can do anymore...

I try to keep a content mindset...but...unfortonatly I really can't...i hope I get out of it...i want to be okay...but im not okay...and I domt want it to get it to thr point where I cant recover...so please if you can help me in anyway...please...do....its a mess up here...and by tomorrow im sure...ill act like im okay and the way i am is fine because I don't every time...don't listen to me...i need all the help and support and love and understanding I can get...but dont freak out because when you freak out im freaking out and that stresses me out more....just approach me with a calm state of mind...and try your best to help me...and forgive me if it doesnt sink in to me quickly...i need patiants and lots of it...not frustration...not being told im not. trying hard enough because that will make me feel resentful and that isnt good for anything... not for me and not for the help...so please if anyone can help me out...its appreciated...

[minnesotanaccent]

hey everyone read totally serious star trek script about the enterprise encountering pop up ads. warning for lots of spelling errors, and me being bad at writing in general, and me not learning anything in my screenwriting class and formatting it wrong, and just bad science overall. ok now that we got that out of the way.....

Star Trek season 4 episode 1: the antivirus

INT. BRIDGE

KIRK is sitting in his captains chair, SULU and CHEKOV are manning the helm, UHURA chats with SPOCK in the background. various extras are busying themselves with the other stations.

SULU

captain, we’ve arrived at the planet

KIRK

put it onscreen, mr sulu

the screen flicks from a generic view of space to an all black screen, sulu continues hitting buttons while kirk and chekov look on confused. spock notices this and walks over the the captains chair. the screen flicks on again with a huge image of a nude human woman wearing obviously fake vulcan ears and a nude orion woman, they are posing seductively, the text reads "HORNY ALIEN GIRLS ARE IN YOUR QUADRANT! HAILING FREQUENCY 69 FOR ALIEN SEX NOW"

KIRK

mr sulu get this debauchery off my bridge!

SULU

im trying, sir, but the message wont go away!

KIRK

mr spock can you explain this?

SPOCK

it appears to be some type of advertisement. in ancient earth culture these were called "pop-up ads". they usually mean the computer is infected with a virus.

KIRK

a virus?.... 

sulu, keep working on that screen. uhura, block all hailing frequencies from that number i dont want them getting any information. 

kirk presses the call button on his chair, he reaches SCOTTY.

KIRK

mr scott, there is a serious problem with the ship.

SCOTTY

aye, captain im aware of that. i cant get her under control no matter what i try. its like all systems are being blocked by something!

KIRK

they are scotty, have you heard of a pop up ad? im going to need you to do everything you can to get the ships warp drive back up, maybe if we turn around and go out of its range it will go away.

SCOTTY

ill try my best captain. scott out.

the call disconnects ands kirk looks around clearly not knowing what to do next

UHURA

captain, i tried blocking them, but their requests keep comnig, they want to speak with you captain.

KIRK

fine, open hailing frequency, lieutenant.

UHURA

aye aye sir, hailing frequency open

the visual on screen doesnt go away but kirk can now hear a VOICE. 

VOICE

your computer is infected! 26 viruses found! download free computer cleaner now! your computer is infected! 26 viruses found! dow-

KIRK (voice continuing to repeat the message over him)

who are and what have you done with my ship? are you listening to me? im captain james t kirk of the uss enterprise, i order you to cease holding my ship!

the voice continues. kirk turns around to uhura

KIRK

close hailing frequency

INT. SICK BAY

MCCOY sits at his desk, looking at the computer screen. he seems very frustrated. there is a sleeping man on one of the cots near him

CHRISTINE CHAPEL enters, the does a double take and comes over to dr mccoy.

CHAPEL

doctor are you alright?

MCCOY

not really. take a look at this. (he ushers chapel to lean over and view the screen)

that crewman over there seems to be allergic to the dust on the supplies we just picked up from the starbase on that distant planet. not many people have this allergy, so i went to the computer to get the ingredients for the hypo, and no matter what i search i get the same thing

christine leans closer and reads the computers contents out loud

CHAPEL

doctors hate him.... 60 year old man looks 25... just follow this one simple trick....

doctor mccoy i dont understand?

MCCOY

neither do i..... and i cant get it to go away, and asking for more information just leads the comupter to reboot. ive tried everything. if i cant get this man his hypo in 24 hours he will die of anaphylactic shock!

CHAPEL

you should contact the captain right away!

MCCOY

i tried but it seems like communications are jammed.....

mccoy and chapel look at each other with great concern.

INT. BRIDGE

kirk and the others continue to fiddle with the tech on the bridge. the vulgar image still stands on screen, but the explicit parts are covered by fabric. kirk walks over to the science station where he encounters mr spock

KIRK

spock, how is your research coming?

SPOCK

captain the cause of the ships malfucntions is still uncertain, but i beleive i am getting closer to discovering a solution... the planet below is broadcasting a very old type of signal.. a wireless fidelity, or wifi, signal, that connects to the ship and is able to recieve thier images and sounds, and transmit thier control over the ship.

KIRK

wifi?..... ah yes... the way that humans accessed their computers in the 21st century..... but hoe can the enterprise recieve signals that have been obsolete for 200 years?

SPOCK

i dont know, captain. but i do know that the best way humans had to delete these 'viruses' was to do a series of restarts and filinf. first we must find a way to clear our memory banks from just before this happened, to now. then we must initiate a full restart on all affected systems. last;y we must leave as quickly as possible to avoid getting infected again.

KIRK

i must admit this is all very strange. but we must do it

kirk walks over and sits in his chair. he calls scotty

SCOTTY

captain im sorry i dont have anything fixed just yet-

KIRK

scotty, dont worry about that. i need you and your men to be ready for a full engineering restart on my orders, stand by

SCOTTY

standing by sir.

KIRK

spock, take ensign chekov and go down to the main memory core of the computer and start manually deleting all files of the last 4 hours.

SPOCK

yes captain.

spock and chekov go to the turbolift and head down to the main computer core and immediatley split up and starts looking through the walls of lights and panels

back in the bridge, kirk calls spock on his chair phone

KIRK

spock, have you done it? is everything deleted? spock? chekov? whos there?

CHEKOV, voice is very glitched and scratchy but we still understand it

sir we cant hear you very well.... we unplugged the main....... we think..... worked..... ready to reboot.... on your command..

KIRK

good. ensign chekov stand by

kirk switches to scotty

KIRK

mr scott, full engineering restart!

SCOTTY

on it, captain!

a light appears on kirks control panel, he quickly switches to medical

KIRK

bones are you aware of whats happening? theres no time to explain but i need you to initiate a full medical reboot.

MCCOY

jim- a full medical reboot? i have a man here on total life support if i do that he will die!

KIRK

.... isnt there any way to keep him safe for the minute the power is off?

MCCOY

well, im a doctor not a miracle worker! i suppose i can try to have nurse chapel do emergency cpr on him, while we use some generic anti inflammitory hypos to keep his throat from closing up due to the allergies....

KIRK

whatever you have to do, do it fast. i need you to restart the whole medical computer and mechanical systems. 

MCCOY

alright...

we see kirk fidget with his hands and look around as everyone is busy trying to fix something. he jumps when he hears sound from the call again

MCCOY

ok jim, its done, the power is restarted.

kirk calls back chekov and spock

KIRK

now! spock! chekov! plug it back it in!

KIRK

and you, mr scott. we need warp 8 NOW.

SCOTTY

ill giver her everything ive got, sir!

KIRK

sulu quickly, a course out of this system at warp 8 for as long as we can hold it.

SULU

on it sir!

EXT. SPACE

the enterprise turns around and quickly warps out of there. we switch to a new part of space and see the enterprise leave warp speed. 

INT. BRIDGE

all images and sounds are gone, the screen shows only normal space and the communication inside the ship is no longer messed up.everyone breathes a sigh of releif, kirk and uhura smile at each other and sulu spins around and smiles at the engineering team of extras on the bridge.

INT. SICKBAY

dr mccoy is injecting a hypo into the man, he looks very relieved. nurse chapel stands by the mans cot and takes notes on a PADD.

EXT. SPACE

we see the enterprise flying around

END CREDITS

[slashingdisneypasta]

Offenderman x Reader || Oneshot

Title: The L Word

Plot: Offender falls in love with you, and rearranges your entire, admittedly dark, outlook on the word. 

~~~

“You… couldn’t.”

“Unfortunately,” There’s an edge of spite, in his voice that he definitely learnt from Slender. Only he could come up with such an exhausted, bitter sound. “I can.” A million thoughts wander through my brain, slowly so I can’t quite react yet. I just look up at him, not even raising my chin fully to be comfortable. I don’t want to move and give him the wrong reaction to this.

He loves me???

Well, reaction one, first. My entire life, I’ve thought something was wrong with me. I had crushes, sure! But not like what everyone else talked about. I never experienced feeling empty when they were gone, never wanted to be with them all the time. I never even really ‘fell’ for guys who had things in common with me! Something so basic, a necessity to hold onto a perfect relationship. Or even a mediocre one, according to society. It was always about looks. A contagious smile, broad shoulders, thick hair. I never liked, anyone, in that sense. It was always attraction, and I thought there was something wrong with me! Then I realised what I really wanted out of a relationship, and I felt better finally. Even more when I met Offender. Because he was exactly the person, I could be platonically friends with, and love in that regard. And then still fuck and be fulfilled entirely, and not be afraid of either side falling in love. I thought it was foolproof. 110 percent reliable. And infallible.

And now he’s telling me he’s fallen in love with me?? No wonder he took so long to get it out and tell me. He was scared. He kinda should be.

Reaction 2. Sadness. If even he can feel it, what’s wrong with me??

Reaction 3, finally. I gotta get out of here, but my feet are stuck to the floor.

“Say something, Y/N, you’re awfully quiet.”

“I… I already did.”

He grins, and shakes his head. “Not enough.”

I open my mouth thinking for some stupid reason that something to say might occur to me just in time, but it doesn’t. Luckily, my feet stop sticking to the floor though and I whip around and dash for the door. I get out of the room but not 2 steps down the hallway before Offenders in front of me and is holding me to my spot.

I realise his grip isn’t that tight, that if I wanted to I could rip away and escape, But I don’t want to.

I just need to. I won’t stay here and pretend that I feel what everyone else says they do. Who knows how many people in history have pretended to feel that? Who have died from unhappy marriages, and relationships?? I won’t go that way, I can’t I want to be stimulated, and I don’t want to be tied down. As much as I love him, platonically, I could never do that to myself. I am all I have, and I need to take care of her.

“Nah, nah, nah, no fleeing now. You had plenty of chances to do that before you did this to me. You stay here and own up to it.” Gone is Slender’s trademark tone, back is his signature goading one. Horrifying desperation and care blow through it like a train though and I fight the urge to make a face. His fingers stretch and tighten over my shoulders and nearly calm down. Something I have always, and still, excuse as an entirely physical reaction. More to do with what else his hands can do to me rather then him.

“Own up to what? I didn’t do this to you. You did it to yourself. You knew what you were getting into.”

“Own up to fact that you feel it to. We’re peas in a pod sweetheart and if I’m feeling something impossible then I bet you are too. I’m just so much smarter.” He bares his teeth in a kind of grin, one that looks forced and taught but meant to underline his dig and put me at ease. Or maybe himself.

I feel absolutely hopeless. I thought he understood. I thought someone apart from myself, finally understood that I can’t feel that, but once again I’m put in this horrible fucking position, of trying to persuade someone of something they think is impossible. It’s like telling someone from the stone age that you make sandwiches out of bread and peanut butter. Impossible, and frustrating, and now it hurts, because it’s my best friend doing this to me. I shake my head. “No, I… I can’t. I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“You wouldn’t have run away so fast if you didn’t feel something too. You don’t run away from people you only want to fuck. You don’t feel so sorry for letting them down that you run-“Desperately, he’s trying to explain it to me but he’s not in my head. No one is. So they cant tell me how I feel. Boiling rage starts to bubble up in my chest, heart beating faster.  

“I don’t want to be tied down! And you’re supposed to want to be and to want to be with the person you love all the time, and live with them, and take vacations with them, and tell them where you’re going all the time, but I can’t do that. I can’t! And I don’t want to! So stop trying to tell me-“

“You don’t need to do any of that. Honestly, I don’t want it either! It doesn’t have to be that way, that’s just how they present it on TV! It’s not ownership, so we can mould it to anything we want! You want to continue like we do, only seeing each other a couple times a fucking month? That’s fine! You want to sleep with others, I don’t care! I just want to know that you feel it about me and I’m not a fucking crazy person.” He can’t even say it. That stumps me.

Because, neither can I.

I don’t like how it looks and I can barely stomach imagining it, so I can’t say the word. The L word, that we’re fighting about.

“I don’t want to have to listen to your input on my decisions, either.” The muscles in my shoulders, and in my clenched fingers relax and I stop being so angry.

“Fantastic, I don’t want you telling me I can’t do my shit either.” He’s reading my mind. “Look, this thing,” Here, he makes a sound that might be the L word, but its guttural and shaped wrong and he moves on quick. He really doesn’t want to say it. I watch and listen to him talk now with no expectations, wide open. Heart and mind. Let’s try it this way. He’s making sense so far… “Doesn’t mean anything has to change. Nothing! It’s not chains, I don’t think. Its… Look, I’ve been around a long time Y/N, and I’ve seen it. Not personally, of course, until you I wouldn’t have touched it with a 50-metre pole, but you don’t live centuries without learning about it. And to my knowledge and deductions, its biggest piece of hooey and bullshit that societies ever crapped out.” Again, the guttural sound with a quick, half ‘L’ sound at the start. “It doesn’t mean to be with someone all the time and like it. Its deeply personal. A connection between 2 people that cannot be replicated by anything. So it can be whatever we want it to be. And guess what? You don’t have to explain it to any noisy bitches either.” He tilts his head and I feel like he’s looking at me stern now. “Don’t get caught up in the fairy tales that you see on TV.”

After a moment, relief comes crashing through me. Every vein in my body releases it, and it rushes through my bloodstream. My muscles all relax, and I nearly topple over. I would have, probably, if Offender wasn’t still holding onto me, now grinning like the ass he is at my reaction. Everything I knew about the dreaded L word that’s caused me so much confusion, and such high walls over time is washed away leaving such a clean plain. ‘Its deeply personal. A connection between two people that cannot be replicated by anything’… ‘It can be whatever we want it to be’… No ones ever explained it to me like that before, and it’s never occurred to me on its own. Society never gave me a chance.

“Sounds a bit more appealing that way, doesn’t it?” He straightens back up to his full, staggering height and takes one hand off of me, the other creeping to my neck. Where he can for sure feel my pulse beating hard and fast.

“My mind is blown.”

“Yep. Told you. Biggest piece of hooey and bullshit that societies ever crapped out.”

A scoffing grin escapes me. ‘Hooey’. Who says hooey? I love that he does, it sounds good coming from him.

…

Love?

I love that… he… I love that…

…

Still feels weird. But I’m glad I can at least think the word. And, it feels good, too. Like something’s broken inside me, in a good way though. Disturbing my hair with a 4 fingered run through, I straighten up and casually look up and over at his face. I grin, causing to slowly smirk back. “I’m… not quite sure what to say right here and I don’t think you do either- “

“-Well, I could come up with something. But not something to conclude this particular conversation, - “

“But I have very deep feelings. Wanna go be healthy outlet for me somewhere private?”

His killer smirk only grows. “Only if you’ll be mine.”

“Deal.”

[backtobackbakubabe]

Baby its Cold Outside (Part 5)

Bakugo x Reader

Just a really sad Bakugo

Words: 1729

PART 1 HERE, PART 2 HERE, PART 3 HERE PART 4 HERE PART 5 HERE , PART 6 HERE PART 7 HERE PART 8 HERE PART 9 HERE PART 10 HERE PART 11 HERE PART 12 HERE PART 13 HERE PART 14 HERE

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This can’t be happening. This isn't real. This was his biggest fear. Y/n lay limp in his arms, blood pooling at a rapid pace. 

He let an anguished, almost feral scream. It was so loud there was the slightest pause in all the fighting. He hugged you tight to him and rocked you back and forth. “You cant be gone. You cant. You promised. You promised me y/n that you wouldn't put yourself in danger...” He kept muttering as tears streamed down his cheeks. 

Iida knelt down next to him, “Bakugo, she’s still alive. Her pulse is faint but its there. She’s a fighter. Now I need you to let go of her so I can get her out of here and to a hospital. Okay?” 

He gave you one last hug before giving you a long kiss on the forehead. “Please save her Iida.... please.” 

Iida leaned over and picked you up gently before sprinting off, away from the fighting. Once Iida was out of sight Bakugo wiped his tears and looked to the ongoing fighting around him. Backup was on the way... but they weren't going to need them because... because he was going to kill all of them. 

Bakugo knew what anger felt like. Before y/n, it was his primary emotion. But now sitting here in a pool of her blood..... He had never felt a rage like this before. Ignoring the screaming pain in his legs he stood up. “ANYONE WHO DOESNT WANT TO GET BLOWN THE FUCK UP GET BEHIND ME NOW!” 

His fellow heros knew this was not an empty threat and all made an effort to scamper behind him. He didn't waste any time, sending off the biggest explosion he’s ever had right as the last person got out of the way. He could feel his hands cracking under the pressure and his head felt like a balloon. But he just yelled through the pain and pushed harder. These fuckers were going to pay for what they did. 

All the sudden it all stoped. He grunted in frustration as Aizawas hand came down on his shoulder, “It’s okay Bakugo... You got them.” In all honestly Bakugo’s emotional outburst scared his comrades. They had never seen him so out of control, so vulnerable,.... so powerful. He had left the entire alleyway in charred bits and pieces. His flames had gotten so hot that he could see a sizzling pile of bones off to the side. He was unstable. He was losing it. He was scaring them. 

He looked at Aizawa with numb eyes, “Is Y/n..... Is she.....” 

He couldn't even bring himself to say it. Saying it out loud would make it true. She's not gone, she cant be. 

“Last I heard she’s in critical condition. She’s in surgery and we won't know much more until she gets out.” 

Bakugo slumped down to his knees. Gravity was taking him. He was exhausted. He was in pain. His body was begging to just shut down so he didn't have to deal with this anymore. “Please bring me to her.”

Aizawa leaned down to inspect Bakugo's mangled leg, “Well she’s at the hospital which is where you definitely need to be right now. She won't be out of surgery for hours, so let’s see if we can get that leg looked at while we wait.” 

He gritted his teeth, “I don't care about my fucking leg....” 

This time Izuku and Kirishima stepped up next to him, each taking an arm to help him walk. Kirishima turned to Aizawa, “Thank you for coming to help... but I think we can handle it from here. We’ll get him to the hospital and call and let you know once we know anything.” 

Bakugo grunted as they started moving, “Deku... I asked you to do one fucking thing...” Then he blacked out. 

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He woke up to a beeping noise. He almost expected to wake up in a hospital bed. But instead he was on a cot in someone else's room. He groaned as he sat up. His head was killing him. 

“Hey man take it easy you’ve been asleep for for almost two days. Don’t sit up too fast.” 

Kirishima was sitting in a very uncomfortable looking chair with a magazine in his lap. “Where am I. Whats going on?” 

Kirishima gave him a sad look, “We’re in the hospital man. Recovery girl fixed up your leg but your hands are going to need a while to heal. You went plus ultra and them some... How are you feeling?”

The memories all flooded back to him and hit him truck. Y/n... 

“Don’t fuck with me and don't sugar coat it shitty hair.... Is she... Did she...?” 

Kirishima put a hand on his shoulder, “See for yourself.” And gestured behind him. 

Bakugo was slow to get up, almost scared at what he would see behind the curtain. He pulled it back with a bandaged hand and his breath got stuck in his throat. There you were. You had a thick breathing tube down your throat, and there was a bandage on your forehead but it was you. Tears pricked his eyes as he pulled up a chair and sat next to you and took your hand. “How did I get here... I mean why didn't I wake up in a room of my own?” 

Kirishima blushed, “Well uh... Technically you do have a room, and technically you are supposed to be in there. But I knew when you woke up the only thing you’d care about was y/n... and I was scared you might blow the place up. So I moved you here and have been keeping a lookout for you.” 

He didn't deserve a friend like him. 

And so a routine began. Bakugo sat in one chair while Kirishima sat in the other. Kirishima would always go get food sometimes Bakugo would actually eat it. They didn't talk much other than the occasional small talk, which he was thankful for. 

After about a week and a half Kirishima convinced him that he needed a real shower and good nights sleep in his own bed. But Bakugo didn't want to back to his apartment without you. It would feel too empty. 

So he did something kind of impulsive. He called your landlord and terminated your lease. He spent the next three days moving all of your stuff into his place. 

It was almost therapeutic. During this time he could pretend you were just off on a mission and he was going to surprise you when you came home. He cleaned out half of his closet and scoffed at how many pairs of shoes you had. He swears he’s only seen you wear like 3 or four of them. 

He was judging you the whole time he cleaned out your kitchen, “Shit does she really not own any real food.” He wondered how you survived before you started dating. 

He was doing okay until he got to the hoodie he ha leant you all those months ago in the snow. He held it to his nose and sure enough it smelt like you. He didn't have many tears left in him so he just sat there in the middle of your almost empty apartment and stared at it. Your last words echoing in his ears. 

You had said you loved him... And he never got the chance to say it back... What if he never gets to. 

Next thing he knew he was back at the hospital. It was way past visiting hours but he’d like to see someone try to keep him out. 

He ended up back in that same chair he basically lived in and took your hand. “Y/n.. you stubborn stubborn women. You have no idea what you’re putting me through. Remember when I asked you, no scratch that begged you to always put your safety before mine? I know you do because we’ve fought about, like a lot. Well you just had to have the last word huh?” 

He put his head down on his other hand while he played with your fingers, “I moved all your stuff into my apartment by the way. I know you’ll probably throw a fit when you find out because I didn't ask you first but I’m okay with that.” 

“You now you really need to wake up soon. Your birthday is coming up and if we’re being honest I don't remember which day it is. I only remember its in February because at UA I would always get you something and slip it into your bag when you weren't around. And you’d always comment later that someone kept forgetting your birthday but you couldn't figure out who it was... yeah that person was me.”

He didn’t know why he was so nervous. It wasn’t like you could hear him anyways. “Listen what I really came here for... was to tell you... I love you too. Its not a new thing either. I think on some level I’ve always loved you. Even that first day when everyone thought we were going to kill each other. Do you remember?”

“You were sitting on a bench in the courtyard practically shaking from nerves. You were terrified of the entrance exam. I, being the charming asshat that I am, decided to call you out for it. I think I called you a weak ass crybaby. Told you heros aren't scared of anything.” 

He paused laughing at what came next, “Well you weren't having any of that. No. So you teleported behind me and pulled down my pants in front of all the students about to take the entrance exam. Oh I was so mad! But then you teleported back with that stupid gorgeous smirk on your face and you told me, heros were never caught with their pants down either yet here we are. I remember I was so mad I blew up the bench you were sitting on. It’s still there you know? After all these years, there's just a charred bench that no body sits on.” 

He picked his head up to look at you, “You know if this was one of the cheesy movies you always make me watch, you would have woken up while I was talking... I really cant do this without you baby. Please wake up already.”

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Home PT. 8

iktor Drago x Cyra (Black OFC)

Cyra (Ky-Ra) -Sun or throne

Kazimir (Kah-Zee-Meer) - Bringer or Announcer of peace

Viktor Drago is married to the love of his life, they have a 5 year old son. He is willing to do anything to keep them safe.

Warning: Kidnapping, abuse, mentions of child abuse

Flashback #8

Viktor couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong. As usual he meet her at the gym when she was finished. She had been quiet, normally she had a story to tell him about her day. 

Now they were eating dinner together and she hadn’t tried to steal food off his his plate. 

“Vik…” she stopped looking at him before looking away. 

“What’s wrong?” 

“I leave in two months, I go back home.” 

Everything stopped for Viktor. He knew this day was coming but still was not prepared at all. 2 months, he would no longer have his girlfriend here to hold. Surely when she got back to America she would forgot all about him. 

“Viktor did you hear me?” She had set her fork down. 

“No, I’m sorry.” 

“I said, I don’t want to leave you, I love you.”

Cyra has never been shy, but telling a man that she loved him made her feel bashful. 

“I love you too Cyra, how can we make this work?” 

“Come with me?” She perked up, “I already got offered a job.”

“That would mean I would have to leave…”

“Ivan.” She said a scowl on her face, she never cared for the man. 

“And my home, this is the only place I have ever know.” 

Vik bounced around the ring, he was throwing light punches, not ready to down his opponent, they wanted a fight, he would give them a fight. He could already tell that his opponent was tired, his opponent threw sloppy shots that left him open. The bell dinged signaling the end of round 4, Viktor sat in his corner, looking around the ring into the crowd, he wanted to see his wife face. 

“Damm you are doing good, two more rounds then lay him out.” his trainer said. 

Viktor just nodded, spitting in the bucket before drinking some water. 

“Is she coming?” his trainer asked. 

“I hope so.” was all he said before shoving the mouth guard back into his mouth. The bell dinged and Viktor stood, this time he took his frustration out on his opponent, hit after hit to his middle, making him double over before Viktor hit him with a uppercut, his opponent went down, hitting the mat hard, blood spraying from his mouth. 

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“Cyra are you sure?” 

This was Trey's third time asking her so she ignored him. Yes she was sure, she didn’t need medical care, neither did Kazi, they both just wanted to see Viktor. 

“Fine.” Trey gave up. 

The traffic around the arena was hell. Trey double parked in a spot meant for law enforcement, Cyra jumped out before he even turned the car off. She grabbed Kazi and walked towards the entrance. 

She was stopped at the door, someone asking for tickets. She never had tickets, she tried to tell the guy but he stood firm. Until Trey caught up with her, he flashed a badge and they were let in. 

“Hold him.” Cyra handed Kazi over to his uncle. 

The arena was packed, seats filled to capacity with spectators. Cyra learned from Viktor that people loved violence, they liked seeing two men fight almost to death for their entertainment. 

Trey walked in front of her, moving people out the way easily. They made to the section right behind the announcer table, Cyra leaned against the barrier on her tippy toes. 

She didn’t say anything, just looked at her husband. Kazi started whining, he never been to a fight, it was too much for a child. When Kazi spotted his father he shouted out his name, causing Viktor to turn. 

The slip cost him a punch that landed squarely on his jaw, making him stumble into the ropes. He leaned against the ropes, looking at them. Cyra smiled at him, tears in her eyes. 

He pushed himself off the ropes, more energy in his step than before. He was going to finish this and now. 

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Flashback #9

“It’s our last night together.” Cyra was cuddled in Viktor arms. 

“I got you a present.” He said quietly. 

He gently moved behind her, reaching for something in his gym bag. 

“Close your eyes please.” 

Cyra did as he asked, eyes closed firmly. 

“I never really gave you an answer on if I would go with you or not. I thought it over and yes I would love to go with you.” 

Cyra eyes popped open in shock, she turned to face him, “what did you say?”

“Your eyes are supposed to be closed.” 

“Forget the gift Vik, what did you say?”

He grinned at her, she would never get enough of this smile. 

“I said I want to go with you, my gift to you is my passport and my plane ticket.”

Out of an Manila envelope he pulled out his brand new passport and an online ticket for a flight to Atlanta, the same flight she was on. 

“Vik…”

“Yes?”

“Are you serious? Like this isn’t a joke.”

“I wouldn’t joke like this Cyra. I love you and I would miss you a lot, plus it’s time for me to go, I need to leave the nest.”

“Oh my god Ivan will kill me.” 

Viktor eyes turned dark in front of her, his eyes were so expressive. You could read them like a picture book. 

“I wouldn’t let any harm come to you.”

“I ment it like a figure of speech. But surly he is upset?”

“Yes, very much so. But it isn’t his choice, it’s mine. I can’t live my life for him and his goals.”

Cyra flung herself at him, looping her arms around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss. 

He threw the papers down and gently laid her down on the bed. Cyra legs wrapped around his torso, bringing him closer. 

Viktor was a passionate lover, his rough hands trailed under her shirt. Cyra gave a little whine when he detached from her lips, but quickly changed to a whimper when he kissed her neck. Viktor pulled her shirt off, throwing it to the side. 

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Viktor was done playing, he quickly hit his opponent with a 3 punch combo, two to the ribs and as he bent over a left hook that laid him out. 

He referee did his count, at the count of 10 the ref stood declaring Viktor the winner. The referee tried to do the traditional hold the boxer arms up thing, but Vikor quickly snatched away from his, running out the ring to get to his wife and child. 

Cyra ran into his arms, Viktor held her so close, hugging her tighter than he ment to. 

“Babe…” she squeaked out.

“Sorry, what are you doing here? You and Kazi should be getting check out.”

“We are fine, baby we are fine, not hurt at all.” 

They walked over to the barrier so she could grab Kazi, Viktor took him as soon as he crossed. Kazi never seen Viktor like this, he wasnt allowed to watch the fight, never come to the arena, and by the time Viktor got home he was already cleaned up, taped up, bruises covered. 

“Tata!!!!!” Somehow Kazi voice rose over all the cheers, boos, and talking of the crowd. 

Trey hopped the barrier, being the voice of reason, herding the family to the back, past all the eyes, the reporters, and other spectators. 

Behind closed door they broke down, until now Kazi hadn't seen her cry, but she could help it. The tears just flowed even thought she was smiling. Viktor had his nose in Kazi hair, pecking his forehead with kisses. 

“God I missed you two so much.”

“I wanna get down Tata.”

Kazi wiggled his way down, already more interested in the locker room more than his parents. Cyra hugged her husband once again, needing to feel his mass, even if he was sweaty. They stood there quiet and in an embrace, just happy to be reunited. 

There was a knock on the door and Trey got it, it was Viktor manger and trainer. She pulled away from his arms. 

“Congrats on the win baby, I am so proud of you.”

Viktor didnt let her move out of her arms, Kazi came over to hug his dad legs. 

“Let me get those gloves off Champ.” his trainer said. 

Viktor reluctantly let her go, and sat in one of the chairs, letting his trainer take off his gloves and the tape underneath it. 

“I cant wait to get home Vik, our home.”

“I know babe, me either.”

Cyra waited patiently while Viktor did his after fight routine, taking his gloves off, getting checked by a doctor, his eye was starting to swell and his ribs looked bruised. 

He declined to do his post fight interview rescheduling for two days later, he skipped his shower, getting dressed quickly. Viktor picked Kazi up, wincing at the pain he was in. As a family they left to go home.

Later that night…

Cyra couldn't sleep, she kept checking on Kazi just to make sure he was there, after her third trip she slid back into bed quietly, not wanting to wake Viktor.

“You dont have to keep checking on him, you guys are safe.” he said quietly. 

“I know, its just that I keep thinking this is all a dream.”

“Come here.” 

Cyra snuggled into his side, Viktor wrapped her arm around her, not caring about his own discomfort, to be close to her. 

“You know Ivan did this all, he was sill mad I left, left him, left my home.”

“You didnt leave home, you left him and built your own family and home. You have a happiness that he will never know.”

A tear rolled down Viktor cheek, “He could have hurt you two, I will never forgive him.”

“You dont have to we both know he is trash babe.”

“I love you so much Cyra, thank you for coming into my life, loving me, and having my son.”

“I love you to Vik, we are in this together until the end.”

Flashback #9

Viktor was overwhelmed, Cyra tried to prepare him for a new city, but he didnt expect this. they had landed at the busiest airport in America, Hartsfield Airport. 

The walk from the plane to the baggage claim took them underground into a train to be transported to the other side of the airport. Viktor tried not to take up to much pace, but he couldn't help it. At the curb they waited for Cyra brother, another thing for him to be nervous about.  

When a tall guy walked their way, he could tell it was Trey by the way she jumped to hug him. Introduction were made and Viktor helped load the bags, not saying much. 

He opened the door for her, catching Trey staring him down. 

“Ayy bruh you good, you being real quiet.” they pulled of into traffic. 

“Stop Trey, he isn't much of a talker.”

Heat flushed his cheeks, “I am fine, just soaking in the new scenery.”

Trey proceeded to put him through 21 questions and Viktor answered them in honesty. Every now and then, Cyra jumped in telling him he didnt have to answer anything. 

They stopped in front of a apartment building, Cyra seemed to be confused as to why. 

“Whats going on Trey.”

“Aight so check it, I did something for you and I hope you like it. Like I know you already got a job lined up but I didnt want you stressing about anything, so I found you a apartment and paid it up for 6 months.”

“Wait, are you serious?”

“Yeah, come on.” Cyra got out the car so fast, Vikor didnt have the time to open it for her. He followed behind the siblings, as they chatted. The apartment was on the first floor and Trey let them in, stepping back so Cyra could inspect it. 

Cyra grabbed Vikor hand, pulling him around the apartment, even small it was bigger than where him and Ivan home, old home he thought to himself. 

“Babe this is perfect.”

He nodded in agreement, he didnt care where he slept as long as Cyra was by his side. 

“This is our home now.”

“Yes, Home.” Viktor said. 

Kazi splashed in the tub, getting water everywhere, Cyra let him, not caring he was making a mess. 

Cyra had the news on in the background but wasnt paying attention to it at all. 

Broadcaster: Ivan Drago, the famous boxer and father of Viktor Drago was arrested approximate 72 hours ago, He had been indicated on charges of kidnapping, child endangerment, assault to just name a few. Ivan Drago along with 4 other people have not entered any plea agreement at this point. Reached out to Vikor Drago for a statement and was turned down by his management.

The End

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Joel x Reader (Home) - Chapter 13

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6| Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13| Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 TBA

Chapter 13 - You have some news to share with Joel, but how do you tell him about the potential of a child in your lives? He has a big secret to share also, one that he has been keeping for a while. Will you be able to reconcile once you know these things about each other? 

‘How were you supposed to tell him this?’ You think to yourself as you walk back home. The Doctor had promised you had her complete confidentiality, so that you had time to think about what you wanted to do. What did you want to do? You remember the conversation you had with Joel over month ago and he never sounded sure if this was something he wanted but could you bring yourself to get rid of it? It was part of you and him, this little thing inside you. 

“How’d it go?” Joel asks looking up from his almost read book. You were so caught up in your thoughts you hadn’t realised you had made it all the way home and through the front door. 

“Like I said, foot was perfectly fine” you smile at him. Could he tell something about you was different? Could he tell you knew something he didn’t?

“I have dinner ready, if you’re hungry” Joel moves into the kitchen to ready the table, guess he couldn’t tell. 

“That sounds great” you reply as you remove your shoes and boots. 

Dinner is pretty quiet between you both, Ellie wasn’t joining you tonight and was off with her friends. 

“So there was something I wanted to talk to you about” he sits back in his chair putting his knife and fork down. Joel begins tapping his foot and rubbing his hands along the top of jeans, a sign you knew meant he was uncomfortable or nervous. You feel your heart in your mouth, 'he knows’ you think.

“I wanted to tell you this before we got married but there wasn’t much time” he sighs. Growing impatient with your own nerves you push him to spit it out “Joel, what’s going on?”.

As far you were told since you met him - he and Ellie had met after her friend Marlene died. He from then on looked after her and they set on a path to get here to Jackson, where he knew his brother Tommy had created a safer community, somewhere Ellie could grow up. 

Joel leaps into the story, the real story that he never told you about Ellie being bitten, her immunity, trying to get her to the fireflies, what happened when he did, what he did and how he lied to Ellie. Once he finishes you sit for a minute, maybe more trying to let everything sink in. 

You sit forward and put your finger on the table, emphasising each word that comes out your mouth 

“You’re telling me, she has no idea what happened?” You ask.

“No I told her immunity meant nothing. I couldn’t let them - I saved her.” Joel says in a pleading tone.

“I can understand what you did Joel, I cant say I wouldn’t have done the same.  I love that girl… but to lie to her and to me” you trail off. It was all too much, knowing you were pregnant and being burdened with the knowledge of this too. You get up from your seat to put some space between you and Joel, he tries to follow but you put your hand out signalling him to stay put. 

“I didn’t want us to have secrets between each other, christ Y/N you’re my wife!” His voice breaks slightly. You look at Joel, his body stiff, his eyes watery and his hands shifting uncomfortably as he wants to reach out to you. 

“Oh so we can’t have secrets between us but its okay for you to pull me into this huge lie with Ellie? No” Your voice breaks and you start for the door.

You begin putting on your jacket and boots, “Where are you going baby?” He asks standing sheepishly in the doorway. 

“My sister’s, I can’t stay here right now. I will only say something I regret” you gulp. He protests, offering to sleep on the sofa, to give you space but you are resigned that you won’t be spending the night here. 

The Next Morning ____________

You wake up lying across from your sister, tucked under a blanker. You had sat up with her all night, of course you couldn’t tell her about what Joel had told you but you did let your other secret slip, you were pregnant. 

“It’s not so bad Y/N, I always wanted to be an aunt and you’d make a great mother. If that’s what you want of course” Molly said rubbing your arm.

“I know - It’s just been a shock and well Joel…” you decide to stop there, explain you’re tired and would like to go to sleep.  

Before either of you could get up there was a knocking at Molly’s door. She offers to go get it whilst you get dressed, you had patrol today with Joel and as much as you didn’t want to go, you would have to, how could you explain why you didn't want to? Molly answers the door to find Joel standing, looking tired and slightly dishevelled. 

“Morning Molly, Is she here?” He asks quietly. 

“She is, she’s just getting ready for patrol” Molly sighs. Joel replies with a simple okay and it falls silent between them for a bit as you head downstairs.

“You’re her husband Joel, you have to support her with whatever decision she makes. You got to look after“ you sharply make your way to the door so Molly cant say anymore. You thank her for having you for the night and you Joel set off on patrol in complete silence. 

When you finally reach the post and are signing in Joel finally breaks the silence “What was she talking about back there?” He asks leaning over the paper not making eye contact. 

“Molly? Nothing” You say dismissively looking out the window, the hills were covered in white snow. 

“You’re a terrible liar, Y/N. Always have been” Joel exhales and crosses his arms. His eyes staring at you waiting for you to break.

“At least one of us is” you mutter under your breath at him.

“Why don’t I get to lie like you hmm?” You question.

“I didn’t lie. I just didn’t tell your the truth” he says perching against the table. 

“Oh, pshh. You think you are going to get out of this on a fucking technicality?” You scold him and he has nothing to say again. You don’t know why but you just blurt it out “I am pregnant Joel”. Maybe it was out of anger or to get a reaction from him.

He uncrosses his arms slowly and puts his hands on the table to steady himself, he looks as shocked as you did last night. 

“And you didn’t think you should tell me? Now who’s been lying to who?” He blurts out.

“You Bastard! That’s different and you know it. I wanted to tell you - I was about to tell you before you dropped this bomb on me!” You shout waving you hands in exclamation. 

“I am sorry” Joel exhales placing the bridge of his nose between two fingers, shaking his head. 

“Do you want to keep it?” He asks quietly looking up from his hands, and for the first time you had to give an answer “I think so. Do you want this baby? Your opinion matters too”. You ask him. Were you mad at him? Furious. Could you forgive him? Eventually, in time. Did you love him? Completely, even when you were furious with him.

“I - It’s not exactly the ideal environment for a child…” he says almost as quiet as a whisper. 

‘Oh god’ you think, “You don’t want to do it, do you?” You sit yourself down on the seat at the table putting your head in between your legs… you feel you might be sick.

Joel sighs and crouches in front of you so as that he is looking up at you, “It’s not as simple as that Y/N, it’s not that I don’t want us to have it. I can’t think of anything better, its just in these circumstances… we really got to think this through”.

“I know that” you say finally lifting your head from your legs. 

“I love you” he smiles softly and all you can say is “I know”.  You head for home. 

A couple days later and you and Joel still hadn’t decided together what you were going to do. Yes you wanted to have the baby but not on your own and you didn’t want to force Joel into it either. He has left to meet with Tommy and Ellie outside of Jackson, something about Ellie needing new guitar strings. Things had been slightly off between Joel and Ellie but the last thing they would need is you getting involved. Looking at the clock you would have expected them back by now, it had been almost two hours longer than you would have expected.

“Where are they boy?” You ask Bruce who is sitting at your feet, tail wagging. You paced the house trying to find something to do for half an hour before you say “Fuck this” and head for the stables. You sneak in and take one of the horses, if Maria heard you were setting out on your own she would have stopped you. 

You find the usual path to the music store blocked off and Ellie and Joel’s horses tied up outside a hotel. ‘They must have tried to make their way through here’ you think. 

As you enter the hotel, you can hear gunfire from a far and make your way towards it just hoping you could make it to your family in time to help. You keep quiet to avoid any infected but move swiftly. You can hear Joel and Ellie now that the gunfire had stopped, their voices were slightly raised at each other. “Is there something else you’d like to rehash?” You hear Joel say in a stern voice. 

You are about to enter the room when an infected comes running at you in the hallway, you aim and put a bullet right through its head just as Joel and Ellie come busting out the room guns pointed in your direction. 

“What the hell are you doing out here?” Joel yells at you, “We could have shot you!”. 

“You two had been gone for way too long, I was worried you had ran into trouble. Obviously you did” you sigh putting your pistol back in your holster. 

“You shouldn’t be coming out here in your condition, what if something had happened?” He exclaims, he seemed pretty frustrated. Ellie is looking between you both confused “Her condition?”, but you don’t respond to her question and Joel gives her a look.

“Joel, enough nothing happened. We are all still in one piece” 

“I will sort the bodies to take back to Jackson” Ellie leaves you both in the hallway to talk. She is still in earshot, as if Joel would let her leave his sight otherwise but you lower your voice.

“Bodies?” you ask and Joel explains that he and Ellie had found the young couple that left Jackson.

“Oh, their poor families.” You whisper.

“Yeah and we are still in one piece for now but we still have to get back. Were you even thinking about the baby when you rushed out here?” He huffs with arms crossed.

“I thought - we haven’t even decided what we are doing yet. I couldn’t not come after my family thinking something had happened to you” You say taking a step closer to Joel.

“Lets just get back home” He turns on his heels and goes to help Ellie. 

When you arrive back home after breaking the news to the family of the kids you had found, you feel heavy and tired. Joel is still taking his jacket off when you crash onto the sofa, leaning back into the soft cushion comforting your sore back.

“You scared the shit out of me Y/N” Joel says from the hallway. You close your eyes and exhale deeply. There isn’t much more you could say on the matter, you would always protect Ellie and Joel.

When you open your eyes Joel is standing right in front of you “I wasn’t just worried about you… I - I was worried about the baby”.

That afternoon had been the first time he used the word ‘baby’ when talking about the situation. You stand up and take his hands “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to make you worry, alright”. 

“Y/N I think I do want this child. Today when I thought something might have happened to either of you” but Joel can’t finish that sentence.

“Really, we are going to do this then?” You couldn’t help but smile slightly.

“We are doing this” he says pressing his lips to your forehead.   

[shyung-shoes]

tagged by the absolutely wonderful @kyunsies <3333 (i didnt know u changed ur url till this post!! its v cute!!)

20 questions!!

1. what do you prefer to be called name wise?

my full name is jillian but everyone calls me jill (except my family, especially my mom) i love nicknames tho but have never really had one beyond jill so if u give me a nickname ill die

2. when is your birthday?

aug 28

3. where do you live

east coast babyyyy

4. three things u are doing right now?

procrastinating on an assignment, watching a drama (while you were sleeping), and ignoring the basket of laundry i need to put away

5. four fandoms that have piqued your interest right now?

apink, gwsn, astro, april!! im still very new to all these groups tho so if anyone has any content/music recs, please lemme know :D

6. how's this pandemic been treating you?

it was a lot harder at first w/ the sudden transition from college to home. i was super happy at school and it was rough on my brain to be back home. but now ive adapted more and am doing better! i cant wait to go back to school though god

7. a song u cant stop listening to right now?

gonna reveal the extremes of my music taste but uh after the bloom (alone) by gwsn and bonfire by childish gambino. also without me by eminem. idk i think ive been feeling very angry/annoyed so rap is just a good way to get it out. and ive been fuckin so hard w/ gwsn’s discography that i had to put them on here

8. recommend a movie

tune in for love! truthfully, i prefer watching tv to movies but i watched this the other day and really enjoyed it! very cute and the ending was an actually satisfying ambiguous ending which is rare i think. its on netflix :P

9. how old are u?

18- im almost always the baby among my friends :// and i think im the baby on here a lot too

10. school, university, occupation, other?

im a rising sophomore in college and currently working as a dance teacher and waiting to hear back about an internship that’s actually in my field (event managment)

11. do u prefer heat or cold?

cold! i run hot naturally so i overheat super easily and i hate that feeling of sweating and being lightheaded. winter fashion also is much more my speed with boots and big jackets and darker lip colors

12. name one fact others may not know about u

im in a sorority! i think one or two people may know on here but i dont talk a lot about it. gamma phi baby (also @kyunsies youre only 4′11?? a baby!!)

13. are u shy?

i wouldnt call myself shy, im just anxious so im much more quiet when i meet someone for the first couple times. once im comfy w/ someone, my personality really comes out for all its dramatic glory

14. do u have preferred pronouns?

she/her

15. biggest pet peeve?

almost all my pet peeves have to do w/ eating lolol cause i get really bad anxiety and sensory overload from things like chewing sounds. so when people eat with their mouths open or let their silverware scrape across their teeth frustrates the hell out of me. the last one feels very specific but it irritates me yeet

16. what is your favorite ‘dere’ type?

tsundere or dandere i guess?? when a character starts to open bc of their love interest... i love it. ESPECIALLY when that character then becomes more open w/ other people because of their love. this also probably explains my natural tendency to love scorpios i think

17. rate your life 1-10, 1 being rlly crappy and 10 being the best it could ever be

i think im a solid 7 rn! which is honestly a lot better than i wouldve given it a month ago so thats a plus. im struggling w/ some mental health things rn but honestly, im pretty content with the way things seem to be unfolding for me

18. what’s your main blog?

this one! its not my actual main blog but this is the only one i use, tumblr just wont let me make this my main bc its dumb

19. list your side blogs and wha they’re used for?

i had a voltron side blog back in 2017? i think? but i havent watched the show in years bc its problematic as fuck i just didnt realize it back then

20. is there anything u think people need to know about u before becoming friends with u?

i am an extremely inconsistent responder- i am the epitome of the will respond in 2 seconds or 2 days thing but i will always respond to your message at some point. if this is about friends irl, its that i always have an earbud in and thats not an exaggeration- listening to music always makes me less anxious so i constantly just have an earbud in in case i feel myself get jittery. so i promise i am paying attention even if it doesnt look like it- im top tier at being able to pay attention to a song and a conversation

ill tag... @wennjunhui @leexchan @iiasha @lovechwe @1of1orbit @agemnor(theres ofc no pressure!!! <33)