#just a few more weeks and then I'll have more time 😪

[the-words-we-sung]

Simon and Wilhelm 🤎🧡💛

[pinkbowsxo]

Corrupted Innocence - Part 10

Choi Su-bong x F!Reader

Masterlist

summary: he’s been good to you all week but after a coffee date things went downward again, he’s also noticing weird changes about the way he feels for you

warnings: swearing, mention of alcohol, drugs and smoking, mentions of sex

a/n: it’s been way to long omg so i’m feeding you guys with a longer chapter

also i’m grieving after season 3 so😪

A few days later and you were happy. You weren't happy about the fight but it made you realize that he really cared about you.

You think he did but maybe you just want to believe that...

You also haven't had any more fights and Thanos hasn't given you the cold shoulder anymore. You're starting to believe that everything between you is back to normal.

Yet you still wanted that coffee with him. He acted so weird about it last time, but you thought maybe this is a right moment again. He's been fine after all...

You’re sitting in class, staring at your phone, debating whether or not to text him. You decide to do it: “Hey, do you want to get coffee when I’m done with school today?” You hit send before second guessing yourself again.

A moment later, your phone vibrates in your hand. You open the message and see his response: "Sure thing." It's short and simple, but not cold. You take that as a good sign.

Later that day, he meets you at the coffee shop. Without the tension of the last time, he seems almost... normal.

"What are you having?" he asks, already walking to the counter. "I'll get a black coffee."

“I’ll have a caramel latte,” you say softly, watching him order. His shoulders are relaxed, no tense jaw or deep frown like last time. He pays for both coffees without arguing when you try to pull out your wallet. “Keep your money,” he mumbles, handing you your coffee.

You picked out a table as you sit down by the window. He sits across from you, absently stirring his black coffee. There’s a comfortable silence between the two of you, nothing like the awkward tension from before. You take a sip of your latte, feeling strangely content to be here with him. Suddenly…

He surprises you by reaching across the table and taking your free hand in his. His thumb rubs circles over your palm, sending a warm shiver down your spine. His gaze meets yours over the rim of his coffee cup as he takes a sip.

You feel your heart skip a beat at his sudden touch. No words are exchanged, but the gesture speaks volumes. It’s an apology without saying sorry, a reconciliation without admitting guilt. His hand is warm and familiar, and fits perfectly in yours. Maybe he really is different…

It wasn't long before the moment was ruined as a few of his friends entered the store and saw him sitting there as they passed by.

His friends slap him on the back and pull chairs over without asking, interrupting the intimate moment between the two of you. They start laughing loudly and joking around, completely ignoring your presence. One of them sees you and raises an eyebrow in question. "Who’s this?" he asks Thanos out loud.

Thanos looks at his friends and then back at you, his expression cold and dismissive. He leans back in his chair. “No one important,” he says bluntly, not even looking at you as he turns his attention back to his friends.

You felt your heart drop into your throat. His friends asked if he wanted to smoke some weed outside with him. He stands up abruptly and grabs his jacket without even looking at you. “Yeah, let’s go,” he tells his friends, already heading for the door. You sit there, stunned, your coffee growing cold as you watch him leave, his laughter echoing behind him. His handprint remains in your palm.

You sit alone at the table for a few minutes, your thoughts racing through your head. One moment he’s holding your hand, almost tenderly, and the next he’s ignoring you and leaving with his friends. It feels like a cruel joke. A tear rolled down your cheek as you started to pack your things to leave.

Just as you gather your things, you hear the door to the café open again. You quickly wipe away a tear and try to compose yourself. Suddenly, a hand lands on your shoulder. "Wait," says a familiar voice behind you. It's him. His friends are nowhere to be seen.

He watches you quickly wipe your cheek. “Were you crying?” He realizes he may have hurt you earlier with his answer. He watches you pack your things, ready to leave. “Where are you going?” he asks. "I'm going home."

“Home?” he repeats, frowning. He steps in front of you, blocking your path. “Because of what I said?” He runs a hand through his hair and sighs. “Look, I didn’t mean to… hurt you or anything.”

You were silent. “So you’re leaving because I wanted to hang out with my friends for a bit?” he asks, his tone slightly irritated. He doesn’t understand why you’re so upset. He watches as you remain silent and continue to pack your things without looking at him.

He reaches out and grabs your arm to keep you from leaving. “Hey, come on,” he says, running his thumb over your skin. “Don’t be like that. It was just a stupid comment. I didn’t mean anything by it.” His eyes search yours, seeking understanding, forgiveness, or something.

“Fuck off, Su-bong.” You let go of his arm and then you walked out of the store. He stands there, frozen for a moment, as you storm out. He watches you go, a mix of shock and confusion on his face. “What the fuck?” he mutters to himself, running a hand through his hair again. He hesitates for a moment before deciding to follow you.

He catches up to you outside the café and grabs your wrist tightly. “Stop walking away from me,” he says through gritted teeth, turning you around. His eyes are dark with frustration and something else—perhaps wounded pride? You try to pull away, but he clings tighter.

“You always do this,” he mumbles, avoiding your gaze. “Getting mad over nothing.” He tightens his grip on your wrist. “Are you having mood swings or something?” he asks rudely, but then he realizes he may have overstepped a line. He watches your reaction.

"No! YOU always do this, act so nice to me and then you're an asshole again!" you said. "And you always overreact," he shot back, his face inches from yours. "I said one thing about wanting to hang out with friends and now you storm off like a fucking brat." His jaw clenches as he holds your wrist.

“I just wanted to have one coffee with you…” Something in his chest tightens at your silent confession. His grip on your wrist suddenly feels too tight, so he lets go. “And I wanted to have one fucking coffee with you,” he runs a hand through his hair in frustration. “But I have a life outside of whatever this is.”

“I’m just going home,” you said. “God, stop being such a dramatic bitch,” he says, though there’s no real anger behind his words anymore. Instead, there’s just… exhaustion. “Just stop running away when we’re fucking arguing. For once in your life, just yell at me.”

You did the opposite. As soon as he called you a bitch, tears started streaming down your cheeks and you walked away. “Fuck…” he curses, watching your silhouette get smaller and smaller in the distance. He runs his hand over his face and suddenly realizes that he completely messed up.

How is he going to fix this?

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Later that night you were busy cooking and doing homework, but your mind was somewhere else. Eventually, after everything was done, you just sat there watching some lame romantic comedy, reminding you of the love you would never have.

You suddenly heard a knock on the door and as you stood up to open it, you saw that it was him. He was standing there, his hands in his pockets, looking tired and... apologetic? His gaze met yours for a moment before he looked down at the ground. "Can I come in?" he asked.

You said nothing, but opened the door wider for him to come in. He steps inside, closing the door softly behind him. The room is warm and cozy, filled with the smell of the food you cooked earlier. His eyes briefly wander around the living room before they go to the TV, where a romantic comedy is playing. He swallows hard, feeling like an even bigger asshole now.

“So?” you ask him. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “So,” he begins, finally meeting your gaze. “I was a dick today.” He pauses, waiting for a response from you, but when you stay silent, he continues. “I shouldn’t have called you that…”

You just crossed your arms. He sees your protective stance and the coldness in your eyes. He knows he made a big mistake. "I'm sorry, okay?" he says. "I got frustrated and I took it out on you. That was really stupid of me."

“Every time you say sorry and then do it again…” you said. “I know,” he interrupts, stepping closer despite the coldness in your eyes. “And I’m fucking sorry for that too.” He reaches for your arm, but stops halfway and lets his hand fall back to his side. “I-” You couldn't finish your sentence.

“I'm trying... I really am.” He pauses, then adds, “Please don't shut me out.” He's very good at creating guilt and manipulating.

He sees the doubt in your eyes and knows he has to say something that will make you listen. “I’ll do better,” he promises in a low, sincere voice. “I’ll really try to be a decent person. But I need you to give me a chance, okay?” You let him hold your hand.

He squeezes your hand gently, feeling relief flood through him. His thumb rubs circles over your palm, trying to communicate without words how sorry he really is. He steps closer, closing the distance between you until he's standing right in front of you.

He kisses you gently at first, almost apologetically. But as soon as his lips touch yours, something snaps inside him and he pulls you into a deeper, more intense kiss. His arms wrap around your waist and lift you up, so that your legs automatically close around his hips.

This is why he had you, he needed you to stay happy with him, so he could keep using you as his plaything. Even as he kisses you passionately, a part of his brain is calculating how long you’ll stay. He knows exactly how to manipulate you, how to make you believe he’s changed. His hands slide down your back, pulling you closer. “See?” he whispers against your lips.

You smile at him before kissing him again as he takes you to your bedroom. He pushes you onto the bed and covers your body with his. He knows your spot - where to touch, where to kiss. He hears your soft moans as his hands slide under your shirt. He's an expert at it. He can make you fall for him all over again with just his touch.

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

This weekend he was hanging out with Nam-gyu at the club. Normally the four of you would do something this weekend, but you had to study for exams and so did Se-mi, so today it was just him and Nam-gyu. They were hanging out together in the VIP lounge, doing drugs, smoking and drinking.

He throws his head back and laughs loudly as Nam-gyu tells a wild story. The music is loud, but he can still hear his friend’s words. Thanos takes another drag on his cigarette and feels the high of the drugs starting to work. He feels invincible. Thanos told him he would be right back, because he wanted a drink from the bar.

Thanos stands up from the plush couch, his movements fluid and confident. He navigates the crowded club, his tall frame standing out. At the bar, he orders a whiskey on the rocks, leaning against the bar as he waits for his drink. He spots a pretty girl in the club as he waits for his drink before walking over to her.

He glances at her, watching her laugh with her friends. She’s attractive—long dark hair, big eyes. He walks over to her group and flashes a charming smile. “Hey,” he says loudly over the music. “You’re hot,” he says, leaning in so she can hear him. He sees her blush slightly, her friends giggling nearby. “Can I buy you a drink?” He knows how it works. Flirt, buy her a drink, maybe ask for a number. Easy.

The girl smiles at him, clearly flattered. "Sure," she says, leaning closer to him. He orders her a drink and they begin to chat casually. Thanos keeps up his charming facade, making her laugh and blush more than once. After a few minutes of chatting, Thanos hands her the drink and slips his number into her pocket. "Call me," he says with a wink before turning to leave. He's proud of himself, thinking he's managed to seduce another girl.

He heads back to the VIP lounge. Nam-gyu is still sitting there doing drugs. Nam-gyu looks up as Thanos returns with a knowing smirk on his face. "Got lucky, didn’t you?" he asks, nodding toward the bar Thanos had been at. He takes another drag of his joint and hands it to Thanos. “Just her number, need distraction.”

Nam-gyu chuckles and takes another drag before handing the joint back to Thanos. “Distraction or not, I still consider it a win,” he says with a laugh. He leans back on the couch and stretches out comfortably. “So what’s up? Why do you need a distraction anyway?”

“Fuck it,” he mumbles, taking the joint. “Just horny and bored,” he confesses, taking a long drag. He leans back against the couch cushions, his eyes slightly glazed over from the drugs. “That chick was cute, but...”

“Damn,” Nam-gyu laughs, watching Thanos finish his drink and stand back up. “You’re like a rabbit,” he jokes, shaking his head. “Go get some pussy then,” he waves him off, watching his tall frame disappear into the club. He scans the club again, his eyes settling on potential suitors. A girl catches his eye, she’s dancing provocatively with her friends, short dress, long legs. He looks her over for a moment before deciding she’s perfect for a quick date. He zeroes in on his target. He confidently walks up to her, leans in, and whispers something in her ear, causing her to giggle and turn around.

"Hey, pretty," he says, his voice low and seductive. He places a hand on her hip and squeezes it gently. "I'm Thanos. What's your name, baby?" He grins at her, already imagining what's going to happen later tonight. She smiles up at him, clearly interested. She says her name, her voice slightly slurred from the drinks she's had. She leans closer to him, her hand resting on his chest. "You're hot," she adds. He grins wider, enjoying the attention. "You're not so bad yourself," he replies, his hand moving to the small of her back and pulling her a little closer. "Do you want to get out of here? Somewhere quieter?" He leans closer, his lips almost brushing her ear as he speaks.

"Mmhmm," she moans softly, already aroused by his touch and deep voice. "Where?" she asks, nuzzling her face lightly into his neck. She's clearly tipsy and ready for anything. "Your place?" she suggests, biting her lip. "Or a hotel?" He chuckles, appreciating her directness. "My place is fine," he decides quickly. He texts Nam-gyu that he's leaving, then turns his attention back to the girl. "Let's go then," he takes her hand and quickly leads her out of the club.

Outside, he quickly hails a cab and helps her inside first. The ride to his apartment is relatively quiet, with her occasionally leaning against him and teasingly touching his thigh. Once there, he pays the driver and leads her to the door of his penthouse. "Home sweet home," He unlocks the door and lets her in first, turning on a few lamps to illuminate the spacious apartment. "Make yourself comfortable," he says, tossing his keys on the counter. He turns to her and grins again as he casually begins to unbutton his shirt. She looks at him hungrily and already begins to undress. "I'm comfortable enough," she says with a playful grin, letting her dress fall over her body and onto the floor. She steps out of it, now wearing nothing but a bra and panties.

"Mmm... that's quite the view," he growls appreciatively, watching her every move with raw desire in his eyes. He unbuttons his shirt all the way and lets it fall to the floor. "Come here..." He reaches out a hand to her, eager to pull her closer. She eagerly takes his hand and steps into his arms. He wraps it around her waist and pulls her tightly against his bare chest. He leans forward to kiss her deeply, his hands already sliding to her buttocks and squeezing them firmly. She moans into the kiss and rubs her hips lightly against him.

He effortlessly lifts her up and wraps her legs around his waist as he carries her to the couch. He wastes no more time and quickly removes her bra and panties before grabbing a condom and thrusting into her without warning. She cries out and wraps her arms tightly around his neck as he begins to thrust into her hard and fast. He fucks her on the couch, his hands gripping her thighs tightly as he spreads them wide open for deeper penetration. His lips curl back in a growl of intense pleasure mixed with aggression - typical Thanos behavior during sex! She screams loudly each time he thrusts deep inside her.

He doesn’t know why, but as he fucked her, you flashed through his mind. As Thanos continues his relentless pace, an image of you suddenly flashes through his mind—your face, your body, your voice echoing in his head. It’s a brief distraction, but it only fuels his desire, causing him to thrust into her even harder. It’s probably a combination of the alcohol, the drugs, and the intense physical pleasure that’s causing his mind to wander. He’s not thinking clearly, his body taking over completely. As he nears his climax, he buries his face in the girl’s neck and whispers your name instead of hers.

The girl looks confused and slightly irritated and pushes against his chest. "What did you just say?" she asks, clearly wondering who that it is that just slipped from his lips. Thanos freezes, realizing he's made a mistake. He quickly covers it up, growling "Nothing" and kissing her hard to shut her up, but his mind wanders. Why did he say your name? It doesn't make sense.

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Sunday night you were supposed to go over to see him before you had exams tomorrow. As the evening sun begins to set, Thanos is home, a glass of whiskey in his hand. His mind is still hazy from the activities of the night before, and your name keeps echoing in the back of his mind for reasons he can’t understand. As he ponders his strange behavior, the doorbell rings. He knows it’s you before he even opens the door, a primal instinct alerting him to your presence. He takes a deep breath and tries to gather his thoughts before answering, revealing his muscular body with a stern expression.

You show up with a big smile on your face and in cute clothes, the complete opposite of what those sluts in the club he keeps picking would wear. Your smile is infectious, and your outfit is cute and innocent. He steps aside without a word and lets you into his apartment. As you walk past him, he catches a whiff of your sweet perfume, nothing compared to the strong, artificial scents those club girls wear. He watches as you put down your bag and bounce lightly on the balls of your feet, full of energy. “Less stress?” he asks. You beam at him, “Yeah, all my notes are sorted. No stress!” You unroll your scarf, revealing a soft, light pink sweater that slightly accentuates your curves. Thanos swallows.

He walks into the kitchen and hands you a can of coke. “Here, did you miss your caffeine fix today?” he asks, leaning casually against the counter. His eyes follow you as you take a seat at the kitchen island. “Have you eaten?” he adds, opening the fridge. “Actually, I did.”

“Good.” He nods and closes the fridge. He pours himself a glass of whiskey and leans on the counter across from you. “So, no stress, no hunger. What brought you by?” he asks, his gaze lingering on your lips as you take a sip of his Coke. “Maybe I just wanted to see you.” Thanos raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing at his lips. “Maybe I should just charge you for my company,” he teases, taking a sip of his whiskey. He sets the glass down and leans closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur. “Or maybe I should just-“

"Should I just kick you out, because you know what those cute little sweaters do to me?" He reaches out and gently tugs at the collar of your sweater.

You smile at him. It’s disarming. He lets go of your sweater, his hand lingering for a moment before he pulls away. “You’re too pretty for your own good,” he says. He then walks around the kitchen island and wraps his hands around your waist, pulling you up. He lifts you effortlessly and sets you down on the cool counter. Your legs automatically spread around his hips. He grins. “No bra?” he mumbles, his thumbs brushing the front of your sweater, searching for the answer himself.

"No.” He wraps your arms behind your back. He grabs your wrists with one large hand and holds your arms behind you. Your chest pushes forward slightly, making your breasts more prominent. He growls softly, "Damn baby, are you walking around like that?" he mumbles, spreading your legs wider with his hips. "Just for you." His eyes darken at your words. "Don't test me," he whispers, holding your wrists with one hand and sliding the other over your bare thigh. "What a fucking tease." His lips find your neck and plant hot kisses on your skin.

You chuckle against his skin. Maybe he doesn’t know it, maybe he doesn’t want to admit it, or maybe he just doesn’t know what it feels like, but he has a thing for you, something that goes beyond just fucking you, which was the whole reason he wanted you in the first place.

[aangelinakii]

SAFEHOUSE.

— at least you've got each other.

summary : daughter of the mayor, who'd had an attempt on her life, bruce has tasked his son with protecting her in one of his various safehouses around the city. he's never had to do this before, and it doesn't help that you're sort of cute...

note : fem reader if you cannt tell very sorry znd also they're both teenagers like 16 ish

note 2 : also possibly a little out of charscter ? i haven't consumed a lot of damian media 😪 but i also do think he would behave a little differently when he's older compared to when hés like 9

work for robin was changing.

damian wayne expected to be running across rooftops, kicking bad guys in the face and eavesdropping in vents. not sitting around in a safehouse, protecting the mayor's only child.

for the amount of lying around they did, damian wouldn't really call it protecting. it seemed more like just hanging out.

his knee bounced a mile a minute from where he sat at the empty table in your quite non-descript box of a safehouse, eyes flickering over constantly to your frame in front of the cuboid vhs-playing television — what an old thing it was.

it had been quite difficult trying to harbour a relationship with you; of course it would be, having to go into hiding with a random teenage boy your age after having your life threatened by the usual gotham terrorists.

with a sigh, he got to his feet, and you glanced up from your old black and white movie. he stepped up to the door, fingering the locks to make everything was in place, and then past the curtains, which swayed slightly with movement, but were thick enough to keep out the light from outside.

these days it was difficult to even tell what time it was.

he did this a lot, probably as a way to pass the time, probably cathartically; checking the locks, checking the curtains were still heavy in front of the windows, giving the small apartment you stayed in the impression of being empty.

when he was done he turned your way, stepping boredly toward the back of the couch, where you'd already redirected your attention back to the television.

this was an old hitchcock one from the forties — quite bland, actually, but it wasn't like you didn't have anything else better to do.

when you first got here, neither of you having seen a vhs player before, it took a good hour to figure it out, and, at the time, you'd thought you and damian would get along well, laughing along together when you finally managed to insert the tape. now, after almost two months, you'd found barely anything to share a laugh about.

the cushioning on the back of the couch beside you sunk, and you peered over to see damian leaning against it, eyes glued to the pixel-ridden screen. with a huff and a few more moments passing, he spoke, glancing down at you from the corner of his eye. "i'm sorry i'm... not much help. i'm not really used to this whole protecting thing."

he stepped away, and you craned your neck to follow him. he began to pace from behind the sofa, talking with his hands as he kept his eyes on his feet. "i'm used to protecting people outside, not confined in here. i'll be honest, i'm going a bit mad in here."

an involuntary chuckle brushed past your lips, and he glanced up. "i completely get it," you returned, resting your arm on the back of the couch. "i'm not used to this, either. usually i'd be with my friends, or something — but i'm not even allowed to reach out to them. they probably think i actually did get shot."

you don't miss the way the corner of his mouth turns up as he circles around and continues his pacing.

this might be the most conversation you've had in three weeks.

where you think he might speak again, you can only hear the tinny voices of laurence olivier and joan fontaine, but your eyes continue to follow his movements. he seemed antsy, nervous; all he seemed to be these days.

"hey," you said out of nowhere, grabbing his attention, but he doesn't stop walking or cracking his knuckles. "why don't we do something you'd usually do?"

he considered your words for a moment, but kept pacing. "like what?"

your eyes trailed off, glancing around the room. it consisted of a small kitchen area and a little two-seater table, but you mostly stayed on the couch, getting through the wicker basket of tapes beneath the television. in the corner was a door to the bathroom, and two other doors to each of your miniscule bedrooms.

but in all the limited space within the main room, between the table and the couch, it was empty enough for movement.

"you said you're used to protecting outside," you hummed, looking back at him. by now, he'd stopped his pacing and was eyeing you inquisitively. "what do you ususally do?"

damian gave a shrug. "hit... people?"

with a shrug of your own, you jumped up to your feet. "why don't we do that? hit each other?"

once again, the corner of his mouth perked up. "hit you? i'm supposed to be protecting you, don't you remember?"

a laugh passed your lips as they curved into a smile. "no, no." and you walked around the sofa to face him. "you can just pretend. like, show me your moves. or teach me something."

your teenage bodyguard sized you up for a moment, flesh sinking beneath his mouth as he chewed at his gum pensively. after a few beats, he began to nod slowly. "if you think that will help."

"sure it will," you smiled as you reached out for his hands, palms slightly rough in yours, and dragged him out into the little space between what was supposed to be the dinner table and couch.

once you were out of the way of anything too valuable — like the tv — you let go of his hands and took a few steps back. "so how do we start?"

it seemed when being prompted to do so in a safe environment, damian struggled to get in the headspace of a fight. he'd been raised by assassins, it usually came as second nature.

perhaps it was that he was being watched, where it was only him and you.

sheepishly, eyes focusing on a spot on the wall behind you as opposed to actually you, damian took on a wider stance and carefully bent his legs. he looked agile, lean, and when he brought his forearms up to the sides of his head, his hands didn't curl tightly.

like this, he seemed to morph; from that quiet, almost shy, awkward boy you'd spent the past month and a bit with in, to a viper ready to strike.

instinctively, his eyes narrowed and his jaw set, like he were really about to attack.

with less ease than him, you attempted to match damian's stance, bending your knees slightly and bringing your forearms up to shield the sides of your head. but this only caused damian to let out a huff of a laugh.

"what?" you hummed, unable to stop the corners of your mouth lifting.

before you, damian's shoulders fell lightly. "nothing, it's just... no, it's not funny." although you could still see that smile behind his shielding arms, he made an attempt to compose himself.

your previous casual stance returned, your arms falling to your sides and your back straightening. "hey, i'm trying my best here!" you retorted, but a laugh slipped out. "not everyone is batman's side-kick."

"i know," damian responded, watching as you resumed your mirroring of his stance. "i think i forget not everyone has trained like us sometimes, because i'm constantly immersed in it. usually."

testing the ease of your knees and the weight of your shoulders, you opened your mouth to speak again. "what next?"

after a few beats, damian gave his reply. "well... i suppose you'd attack."

with a gesture of your fingers, you beckoned your opponent forward. "attack, then. give me your worst."

despite his dismissive chuckle, damian edged forward, however uncertainly. "absolutely not," he joked in return.

useless in this position, all you could do was watch damian as he silently made to assess his next move; lid covering eye, your lashes fluttered past with your blink and damian appeared much closer, his slow attacks falling purposely short as he pretended to strike various areas of your torso and up.

after a false kick brushed off your side, you straightened up again. "how could i protect myself? if i ever needed to." and at this moment in your life, it seemed very much that this would be helpful information, just in case your life is tried again.

closer than you'd seen him, damian's hair had messed with his shadow boxing. he had dark hair, the colour he shared with his father, but its untidiness must've been inherited from his mother. he owned a perpetual tan, olive in undertone, darker contrasting freckles dotted once below his left eye and then a smaller one merging into the skin of his lip. he was both boyish and owning feminine qualities; the untidiness of a boy, but the sharpness of a woman you'd never want to cross.

with a soft cough in the back of his throat, he reached out an arm, extending it past your ear. "if i was going for an attack here, you would take your other arm and push me away."

as he spoke, you followed his instruction, bringing your arm up, forearm against forearm, to hit him back and dodge out the way.

"a lot of it is timing," damian spoke again, slowly bringing his other arm up to jab at you throat without actually making contact. "timing, reaction and reading. you need to anticipate the action of your opponent before they even make it; that's what makes a good combatant."

your hand came up to take damian's wrist, stopping it where it had stopped anyway, and pushed it up over your head. "i'm not very good at this," you chuckled sheepishly, feeling a little stupid at this slow-motion combat.

pulling his arm back to his side, twisting it just as carefully as he had been to lose your light grip. "you don't have to be. you're just learning now."

as your fingers fell from his skin, your eyes met.

for a moment, damian stumbled upon his words. "but i could teach you if you wanted; something we could work on while we're holed up in here."

[gguk-n]

Chapter 5- The Finish Line

Arranged For Love (Carlos Sainz Jr x Reader)

Series Masterlist

Summary- And they lived Happily Ever After

No face claim. All the pictures are from Pinterest

Warning- Mention of death

Carlos and his family flew in for the funeral. He saw his wife, a shell of a person she was. She couldn't stop crying and barely ate anything. "Y/N, you have to eat. Grandma wouldn't be happy if you do this" Carlos reasoned. "If she's that unhappy, tell her to come and feed me herself" Y/N stated. Carlos hugged her, rubbing her back. "Everything will be okay. She's in a better place" Carlos whispered. "I just wish that better place was still with us" Y/N cried. The families stayed for a couple days, wishing their final good byes to Anika.

Once the burial was done and everyone had settled back home, "You should move in with me" Carlos said as he was getting ready to leave. "A change of scenery would do you well." Carlos explained. "I'll probably be going back to college. The restrictions are easing up and classes for the next semester will be on campus" Y/N said. "Until then you can come to the races with me" Carlos smiled. Y/N nodded. "I'll see you at your home race then" she said.

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y/n.y/l/n Home Race!!!🍾🎉

carlossainz55 you should come to all the races now❤️ landonorris it was so nice meeting the woman he wouldn't stop talking about🤔 charles_leclerc landonorris I agree🤌 avathetraveller the date vibes are emmaculate👌👌 user3 who is this and why is she posting Carlos?🙄🙄

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y/n.y/l/n Finally done with college until I decide to get another degree😏

carlossainz55 so proud of you, hermosa😘😘 landonorris congratulations❤️ scuderiaferrari we might have an opening if you're looking for a job🫣 y/n.y/l/n scuderiaferrari yes please🥹 charles_leclerc congratulations❤️ user4 the last picture...I have many questions😅😅

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y/n.y/l/n Life for the past few months🤭🤭

carlossainz55 best birthday yet❤️😏 Liked by Author maxverstappen1 you're worse than I am at golf and that's saying something🫣 y/n.y/l/n maxverstappen1 Shut up! I will not take this slander. I started like a few weeks ago, unlike somebody😤😤 user5 I think she's dating Carlos, what a life?!🥺🥺 user6 I wish I was her, dating Carlos and travelling the world😭😭 user7 Carlos cooking will be the death of me🤤🤤

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y/n.y/l/n From only being able to FaceTime you to being able to kiss you whenever I want, we've come a long way😭😭

carlossainz55 yes we have. Also the last picture is a lie, I'll have everyone know😤 y/n.y/l/n carlossainz55 please, you parents follow me😭 carlossainz55 to my parents, you might be grandparents soon😏 y/n.y/l/n carlossainz55 OMG!! I hate you😣😣 carlossainz55 y/n.y/l/n no you don't😉😏 user8 OK, TMI GUYS TMI🙄🙄 user9 we might have Carlos jr jr, IDK how I feel about that🫣🫣 user10 she's so cute, kinda hard to hate on her😤😪 user11 LDR to moving in, I'm so happy for them😭 user12 Carlos is a menace😂😂

2023

After moving in together, the two of them were enjoying spending more time together. They were cuddling in bed when Carlos realised that he really loved her and he couldn't imagine his life without her. He did like her when they got married but he felt like she deserved everything since she made him so happy and content.

That's when Carlos put his plan into action. He never got the chance to propose to her so he decided to plan a trip and flew them out to the French country side. He had everything planned. They drove up to the location which he had disappeared off to decorate a few hours back. Y/N had no clue that Carlos was planning something like this. Her jaw was on the floor when she saw the set up; she had tears in her eyes. "For me?" she asked. "Only for you" Carlos said. As the two sat together watching the beautiful scenery, "Y/N, I've known you only for a few years but you've made my life so much better. I can't imagine my life without you. Every day I thank your grandmother for bringing us together." Carlos said. "I love you Carlos, you make me so happy" Y/N smiled back, holding in tears. "I love you so much that's why, even though we are married" Carlos laughed pulling out a ring, Y/N's eyes widened, she saw Carlos get on one knee, "Will you marry me? Again" Carlos asked. "yes, yes, a thousand times yes. I'd marry you a thousand no a million times" she shouted hugging him.

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y/n.y/l/n He proposed🥹🥹

carlossainz55 I want to spend the rest of eternity with you❤️ carlossainzoficial the cutest couple landonorris about time😌 charles_leclerc congratulations!!🎉 scuderiaferrari we are so happy for the couple❤️ fernandoalonso congratulations you both! user13 OMG!! Carlos is engaged!!!🥲🥲 user14 The proposal is straight out of Pinterest😭😭 user15 I'm kinda excited to see their wedding pictures now😭 user16 did Carlos plan the proposal out on his own?? he's so romantic🥲

2024

Carlos and Y/N decided to renew their vows on their 4th anniversary. The other's had no clue that this was a vow renewal and thought that the pair were finally getting married after dating for 4 years.

Ava planned a crazy bachelorette for Y/N with all their friends from school and university.

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y/n.y/l/n I think I drank my weight in alcohol last night👌👌

avatraveller best bachelorette ever🤤🤤 jessiejames Can't believe you're getting married🤧🤧 alexandrasaintmleux prettiest bride to be ever!!🥵🥵 user17 I'm laughing🤣🤣🤣 user18 I want to be friends with her, they look like a lot of fun🥹🥹 user19 the theme of the party is killing me😂😂 user20 she has the best friends🥹🥹

Everyone had gathered for the wedding. All the drivers, both their families and friends were invited. Everyone who wasn't at their first wedding didn't know that this was a second one. Y/N still wore the necklace her grandmother gave her on her wedding day.

As Carlos waited for Y/N to walk down the aisle with her dad, Ivan had tears in his eyes as he walked his daughter down the aisle for the second time but this time without his mother. Y/N reassured her dad. He placed Y/N's hand in Carlos's.

The pair faced each other and the officiant began. It was Carlos's turn to say his vows; "I've known you for 4 years. I'm the luckiest man alive to have met someone who understands me so well and supports me. I'm so happy that your grandma played cupid. I promise to keep you happy forever. I knew I would be getting married but I didn't think I'd be lucky enough to marry the love of my life twice" Carlos finished. An audible gasp was heard from the crowd. "I would marry you a billion times. Carlos Sainz, you make me so happy and I'm also happy my grandma was a nosy woman. Being with you makes even the gloomy days sunny. You are the only man I want to spend the rest of eternity with" Y/N said. The officiant began, "We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two beautiful souls. Do you, Carlos Sainz Junior, take Y/N Y/L/N to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?" Carlos responded, "I do." "Do you, Y/N Y/L/N , take Carlos Sainz Junior to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?" he asked Y/N. She responded, "I do." "By the power vested in me by the state and the Church, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." the officiant said. Carlos leaned in and captured Y/N's lips in a kiss.

The wedding was buzzing with the new information Carlos had just released. Everyone was busy asking them when they got married, they had power point presentation from their previous wedding playing. Everyone was very annoyed at them for hiding it. "In our defence you guys never asked" Carlos said. "What do you mean never asked? You announce stuff like this" Lando whined. "Sorry Lan, at least you got to be in this one" Y/N cooed. "I'm not a child. I hate you both" Lando groaned. "Maybe he's tired." Y/N told Carlos while looking at him. "Get some rest" Y/N told Lando, patting his back.

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y/n.y/l/n Did we get married or renew our vows? The world will never know👀👀

landonorris still can't believe I was lied too🤧🤧 lewishamilton Congratulations!!❤️ charles_leclerc I'm still shocked😔 alexandrasaintmleux It's okay you lied, at least you're pretty🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ Liked by Author danielriccardo top 10 f1 betrayals🙃 fernandoalonso congratulations to the couple😊 user21 OMG!! WHAT??!!😳😳 user22 Carlos was always married? For how long?😮😮 user23 IDK if I should laugh or cry😧😧 user24 My whole world turned upside down🫨🫨

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y/n.y/l/n Happy to announce carlossainz55 put a baby in me😏👌

carlossainz55 I take full responsibility🤤😏 carlossainzoficial Congratulations!! Can't wait to be a grandpa landonorris already making a McLaren jumpsuit for the baby😌 charles_leclerc so happy the jumpsuit made it into the announcement☺️ alexandrasaintmleux the prettiest pregnant lady I know😍😍 avathetraveller I'm ugly crying!!😭😭 y/n.y/l/n avathetraveller don't. I'll cry too😭 scuderiaferrari new driver🤔 y/n.y/l/n scuderiaferrari he would be if his dad was still driving for the team🤯 user25 okay Y/N popped off on Ferrari, also boy dad Carlos🤔 maxverstappen1 redbull jumpsuit on the way y/n.y/l/n maxverstappen1 I mean 🙂‍↕️😏 fernandoalonso I feel so happy y/n.y/l/n fernandoalonso I believe you'll be on the grid by the time our child gets there☺️☺️ user26 we're getting a mini Carlos or Y/N. Can't wait!!🥹 user27 This is such a happy news after the train wreck in the past few weeks😭 user28 I'm happy Carlos has something happy to look forward too😭😭 user29 did Y/N just reveal the gender? (Its a boy, I think) Don't tell her🤫🤫

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y/n.y/l/n Stress is bad for the baby but this man made me go throw a hurricane of emotions in the last 2 weeks. Still so proud of you baby

carlossainz55 couldn't have done it without you😍❤️ y/n.y/l/n carlossainz55 you gave me the motivation and our baby❤️❤️ avathetraveller congratulations Carlos user30 he's gonna be the best dad!!😭 user31 Congratulations Carlos, only man to break RedBull's streak😭🥹 user32 If I was Y/N I would've gone mad by now🤧 user33 He looks so happy in the second picture🥹🥹

2025

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carlossainz55 To the best few years of my life!! Can't wait for many more🥂

y/n.y/l/n Can't wait to have more of your babies if they look this cute😏😏 carlossainz55 y/n.y/l/n I hope you're ready😏 landonorris I was gonna say something nice but no, you guys are nasty🤢🤮 y/n.y/l/n landonorris shut up🤬 alex_albon Lily might kidnap your kid the next time he comes😔😣 y/n.y/l/n alex_albon can she kidnap me too??😖😖 carlossainz55 y/n.y/l/n what do you mean by that??😤 user34 they are so chaotic, I love it🤣🤣 user35 Congratulations dad Carlos❤️❤️ user36 Can't believe they didn't name him Carlos the third🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ user37 user36 I think I would kill my baby daddy if he did something like that🤦‍♀️😟 user38 cutest family on the grid❤️ user39 I already know the kid probably has his own kart😳 user40 a couple more years and he'll be a karting champion😭😭

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[writersrkive]

Deep | Tsireya

summary: You have a crush on Tsireya, your beautiful and kind friend, but you are nervous about confessing. Rotxo and Kiri help you a little bit, so you have a perfect moment and place for just the two of you. But what will be Tsireya's reaction to your confession and the gift you have for her?

genre: fluff, romantic

pairing: Tsireya x fem!omaticaya!reader

warnings: no use of y/n, there's a mention of the word "girl" once, but other than that I guess you can read it as a gn!reader too.

a/n: I said I wanted to write about Avatar on holidays, but here I am... 4 months later 😪. I'm going to try to write and update more content soon. I want to write about f×f and m×m, so don'tbe shy and send requests! English is not my first language, please be kind <3.

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Tsireya was friendly with you since the day your family arrived. Even after a few months passed, with your siblings and you adapting and surviving in a new clan, she was still there for whatever you would need.

This, of course, wasn't a problem for you, specifically since you started to develop a little crush for her. Everything was going normal the first weeks of friendship, but the more time you spent together, the faster your heart beat and the redder your cheeks burned. When you realized what was happening, you didn't deny it because she was a girl, but because you were too scared to possibly ruin your friendship. However, when Rotxo and Kiri caught you starting, they didn't stop until you surrendered.

“Fine… I'll confess.” You rolled your eyes and tried to walk away.

“Aham, now, what's the plan?” Kiri grabbed your arm and made you sit between Rotxo and her.

“You mean I need to confess now?”

“Not now, but the sooner, the better.”

“I think I might know when you can confess.” Rotxo commented with a big smile.

You spent hours diving, searching for the perfect shells for Tsireya's gift —gladly, that counted as training—. Your fingers hurt a little, but your sisters told you it was a good job for your first metkayina necklace, in their opinion. Expecting a perfect confession, you practiced the words again and again, until the day arrived.

Rotxo was right, it was the time of the month when Tsireya had to go to a specific cave. That cave was a few meters away from the shore and you could only enter by diving. Rotxo showed you the place previously, so you wouldn't get lost just in case. That cave was important for the Metkayina, since inside it had various kinds of flora and fauna reserved for special rituals of the tribe.

So there you were, asking Tsireya if you could go with her. She never rejected anything you asked, and of course she was happy to have your company.

“Sure! There's plenty of things we need to collect. We better hurry up.” Her smile and little dimples almost made you faint right there.

«It's okay, just keep it together.» You said to yourself.

The journey was full of little games, races and smiles under the water. The animals surrounded you like if they knew you needed reassurance, so you thanked Eywa for that.

When you finally arrived, the inside of the cave looked even more beautiful that the time you were there with Rotxo. Tsireya asked you to collect some plants outside the water, while she searched for shells and rocks.

«I can't do this.»

«Yes, yes I can.»

«Damn, what if she says no?»

«Her smile it's so cute.»

«My heart is racing so fast.»

«Am I gonna die right here, before my romantic life starts?»

Your head was occupied with all those thoughts, so you didn't realize Tsireya was talking to you.

“Huh?”

“I asked if you have everything.” She gave you a friendly look, you didn't know she found your distraction cute.

“Uh… yes, sorry.”

“Okay, then it's time to go.” She smiled again and was about to dive, but you called her name. “Is something wrong?”

“No… well, it depends on how you see it.”

“What it is? Are you hurt? Do you need more time before diving?”

She went out of the water, leaving her basket and bag aside. Her hands grabbed your shoulders —you felt the skin burning under her fingers—, and she study your face and body with a worried look.

“It's not that.” The embarrassment was evident because of a blush. “Please, sit with me.”

Both of you sat at the edge of the pool. Her hand was close to yours, but you felt like you couldn't grab it yet.

“I need to tell you something.”

“I'm here to listen to you, always.”

“I have been feeling weird since a lomg time ago…” you started.

“Should we go with sa'nok?”

“No, no. I know what's happening. You see… this strange feeling of my heart almost exploding It's there just when I'm with you or thinking about you.”

Your eyes avoided looking at her, otherwise you knew you wouldn't be able to continue.

“Since we arrived, you have been an amazing friend to all of us. But the months passed and I just wanted to be near you, hearing your voice, your laugh, or even just being by your side.” A sight was heard in the cave, you needed to take a breath. “I realized how comfortable and safe I felt with you, well… you make me feel that way. You are a beautiful and amazing na'vi, and I know I probably have nothing special to offer, but I would like to court you.” Your voice trembled, but your hand was able to take the necklace from the bag attached to your waist. “And I would understand if you don't feel that way, however, I wish you can accept this.”

You offered the necklace, but she didn't take it. Panicked went through your spine, so you looked up. She was staring at the gift, completely stunned.

“I know it's not the best you have received, perhaps I know there are other na’vi who could give you something better, but-”

Her hands landed at each side of your face. You looked at her surprised by the sudden action. If Tsireya knew puppies, she would say you had puppy eyes at that moment.

“What-”

But she cut you again. Actually, her lips did. The texture was like a gummy and the flavor was salty, something that you would crave in your heart for the rest of your life. The feeling of having her that close was something new, but it definitely felt right.

“You're beautiful.” She whispered. “I mean… It's beautiful! The necklace, yeah.”

“T-Thanks. Sorry, but does this mean…”

“That I like you too, pretty girl.” She giggled and you could promise she never looked that cute before. “And I would love to court you too.”

“Oh…” You smiled like an idiot.

“‘Oh’? That's it?” She teased.

“Sorry, I don't know what to say.”

“It's okay.” She passed a hand through the locks of your wet hair. “I'm just teasing you.”

She leaned again. Your foreheads and noses touched. You sighted, relieved because nothing went wrong, but you were still in shock.

“Can you put it on me?” She asked gently.

Your fingers secured the necklace in her nape. When she turned and looked at you, the image of her wearing her first courting gift made you feel ikrans in your stomach.

“You look beautiful too.” You smiled.

“Thanks for it.” She touched the shells decorating her neck. “And by the way, you are wrong.” You looked at her confused. “You have a lot to offer and I would love to see it.”

She gave you a last little peck in the cheek before taking her stuff again. Both of you dive grabbing hands, feeling like a pair of love ilus ready to deep dive in a cute new chapter of their lives.

[studentbyday]

day 23-30 // 30doi

some days i need help summoning my inner strength, and in those times, one of my favorite poets to turn to is Maya Angelou, so i made myself this wallpaper as a reminder to not give up every time i look at my phone.

this week i was supposed to do a trial run of my fresh start challenge but i'm not sure if it's the amount of life admin stuff i needed to catch up on (istg it makes me feel soooo much less like a mess and much less awful about myself now that i've dealt with those tasks), all the movement i wanted to get in this week (i just felt so physically off these past few weeks), or if i was just procrastinating more (i did watch a lot of youtube this week despite removing the app from my phone...some of it while exercising tho!) that made it a struggle to get more than 4h of studying in each day (sometimes even getting to 4h was a struggle 😪). so...idk if this whole 6h of studying / day thing will work but perhaps now that i'll be officially back to school next week, i will feel more compelled to focus on that rather than other things...(for better or for worse 😅)

🌼 study stats (50/10-15):

M: 🌼🌼🌼🌼 T: 🌼🌼🌼🌼 W: 🌼🌼🌼🌼 Th/F: did not feel like counting, but i did study

📰 media on my mind:

one in 10 premature births linked to plastic chemicals

the secret to lasting love might just be knowing how to fight

care school for men (istg THIS needs to be all over the world to equalize the gender gap in domestic work 👏🏻)

you're not a mess: how to journal to *ace* 2024 (can't wait for her video on her bujo setup if/when she makes one! i've been feeling a bit stuck with mine lately and been needing some inspo to...idk, have a system that calms rather than stresses me bc i feel like i just end up making very unrealistic plans no matter what planning method i use 😅)

diaries: schumann (tiffany poon's new album!!! 😍)

clementine - halsey (🎶 i don't need anyone, i just need everyone and then some 🎶)

[mywritingonlyfans]

can you give us a spoiler about the smut part? 😼

I didn't answer you because I felt bad for not knowing how to answer 😅 I'm not going to do that because it's not a long fic and I think it will end up losing its effect if I post it before, idk, it makes sense to me, and no I didn't finish it yet 😭but anyway, I'm posting the beginning of it, but it's before the smut, I don't think I'll cheer you up much 😔

And using you as a vent (I still don't know how people wait for teacher's pet because I'm a mess but thank you), I'm a little tired of writing the same thing for a long time and I'll probably try to write some fluff and post it in the middle of these parts of fics that I have to post... besides, I don't think I'll be able to finish this one over the weekend because I have a test on Monday 😪 (I tried to make an effort to write but it's being very difficult to keep my attention; and at the exact moment my head isn't very excited about smut itself, unfortunately it was clear at the beginning of the fic as you can read lol; but I'll try to post it over the week). I feel like I shouldn't feel sorry about this but I kind of do, it's just that life hasn't been that kind recently.

"Hey, Mr. Turner," your tongue curled at the pronunciation and a smile stretched your lips.

He shifted his focus away from the book, placing it aside, and then his gaze landed on you. The knee-high stockings perfectly intact on your legs, well above the knees, and the button-up shirt with thicker collars and edges covering your body; you were and looked beautiful, despite the tired expression.

Without insisting on taking one last drag, he promptly disposed of the cigarette, hating the idea of affecting you with it. Judging by the appearance of the lit cigarette between his fingers, he had just ignited it, yet he didn't hesitate to discard it. You didn't consider it necessary, but you couldn't deny that you found it to be a sweet gesture on his part; which you had already been used to by now.

"Tired, little one?" He said softly, in tune with the starry night on the balcony. His hand was both firm and gentle on you, his fingertips comfortable through the fabric of the socks, while your arms held him tightly against your body.

Your face was nestled in his neck, the comforting and familiar scent already so well known. You raised your head just enough for him to look into your eyes, his faint smile leaving you slightly breathless. Reluctant to untangle from his warmth, you continued, "When are you goin' to bed? I don't want to fall asleep without you. I was thinking of waiting for you." You were cautious, your inquiry devoid of any emotion except tenderness. You knew he was finishing up something important for one of his upcoming classes, but it was already very late.

"You're going to wait for me?" He raised an eyebrow, the cute wrinkle right there, studying you nestled against his chest. " 'ere?" He chuckled, the vibration that filled his body making you feel even more at home.

The fact that both of you knew he wouldn't return to that task was fun. And Alex didn't feel bad about it. He liked having you there, enjoyed the idealization that you had been tossing and turning for the past few hours, hands between your thighs, almost sewing holes into your socks, unable to sleep, until you came to him with your silly smile and timid steps. It was 3 am, he was the one who was wrong.

He held your chin firmly, his nose brushing against yours, his tousled hair grazing your forehead, and then he kissed you, in the same gentle and lingering way as the night. You moaned into his lips, slowly pulling away and realizing how breathless you were as he looked at you with his eyes full of sleep and his face all red, you wanted to bite him all over. As if he could read your mind, he nibbled on your cheekbone, laughing lightly at your reaction until he went to your neck and rubbed his growing beard there. Your mind, which didn't have many thoughts due to tiredness, emptied as the tip of his nose dipped into you in a silent sigh as he ripped the air out of your lungs in a rigorous bite.

[daisiesandgiggles]

Thank you dear lady for the comment about dreamingincrimson. Sarah and I had lost touch these last few months. My bad I guess. How can such a young woman pass so soon? A question for the ages perhaps yet, unfathomable nonetheless. She was lucky to have friends such as you. I can't dwell on the people I have lost just recently. I can only remember them for who they were. Kind and gentle souls.

This moved me to tears Shades because I too am guilty of thinking I had more time with her. I'll message her next week I told myself.... 😢Next week never came. So i feel your pain..This is my 2nd loss in 2 weeks and my 3rd loss in 2 months. I😪ts almost too much to handle but I know @dreaming-in-crimson would tell us both to remember her with smiles and love and laughter. Just remember that when we lose the ones we love, we can still be a bright light for them. Difficult as it will be we will be ok. One day....but for now it is ok to cry. I know I have cried so many tears I feel like Im drowning, but I'm going to keep smiling for her! Hang in there and please know you are not alone. My door is open.

Xoxo, 🌼💔

[aphroditelovesu]

Any idea as to when the next chapter of 'The Lost Queen' will be posted, or if any more asks/concepts related to the fic will be answered in the near future? It and everything Alexander related has low-key become my latest ADHD fuelled obsession 😫💀.

I've been all but vibrating in my seat to see more 'Lost Queen' content, but totally understand that you've been kinda preoccupied this last week (my condolences btw). I apologize if this has come off as annoying or entitled 💔. Again, I'm just really excited to see how this plays out. TYSM

I think I do, sadly I'm not sure, but I plan to post until tuesday. Unfortunately I haven't had free time, I study day and night and I even have a gym in the afternoon, so free time is hard to find, except on weekends when I'm using it more to rest. And I share the computer with my older sister, I don't like to write on my cell phone and everything I write is saved on the computer, so it's complicated.

I will answer the asks and concepts you sent me! Probably during today I'll take a few hours to answer you all later, I didn't answer due to lack of time. Hope you guys don't get upset :/

I feel you, anon... Alexander the Great is one of my oldest obsessions and it has returned really strong after the fanfic and the asks and concepts you sent me 😪

But if I don't post the chapter until tuesday, feel free to charge me! ❤️

~ Lady L

[1d1195]

AHHHHH i’m so happy you liked the ask, i loved writing it it was like a little book club moment😭💗 now i wanna do it with your other stories lol cause you just write the best little jokes, dialogue, and inner thought moments

i 100000% understand why you would favor protection more, every part of it is clearly so thought through and the characters are just🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 protection MC truly is someone to look up to she’s such a queen

wait i LOVE that you’ve been going to the same hairdresser since you were little !! that’s so cute and i’m really sorry to hear you had a tough may but hopefully the rest of the summer makes it up for you !!!

i have another wedding in a little over a week😭 and i’ve got a school orientation sometime next month. summer is kicking my ass i have absolutely NO schedule, i’m pretty much up all night and sleep till noon so i NEED to work on that😪 but i’m enjoying it while i can lmao

since you’re a teacher what do your summers usually look like ? i hope you have an amazingggg week LOVE YOUUU🫶

~🎶

Omg you're the sweetest! I love a book club moment!

That's right, I remember you saying you had another wedding! What are you going to wear? You're excited about this wedding, right? Sometimes I dread going to weddings just because I'm not super close with the couple or I just want to not go because I'm lazy. I went to like 10 in the span of a year and a half so I was DONE by the end.

That is quite the sleep schedule, but that's what summers are for. You're young, you deserve time to be nocturnal and have fun however you see fit!

I will be doing summer school but it's short and easy in comparison to the school year. I'm kind of looking forward to it. I've taught the last few summers and it's shorter this year than it has been in years past. It's only Mon-Thurs until noon. The whole month of August off--instead of only two weeks of August off. The last two weeks of June off too. So it's good. I get anxious and antsy if I have too much time to think so it's good for me to keep busy 😅 My fam lives in a beach town so I'll visit frequently and try to get more inspo for Sun-Kissed extras 😉

Will you work at all over the summer? What are you thinking of studying? So exciting! Big changes!

xoxo

[msookyspooky]

I hadnt sent this before because GIRL THAT CHAPTER HAD ME GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET FOR THE ENTIRE WEEK

honestlyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I AM SOOOOOBFHRWFEHSU HAPPY (also kinda sad bc of dewey, randy, karla and the kids) but jjfdjujdsjufdsjiuuof billy FINALLY realised!!!!!!!!!!

the SCENE WHERE HE WAS HELPING YN DRESS HER WOUNDS LIKE HAHHAHADJAIUHFUDSUUFSAI im kinda sad with stu but at the same time i get that thats the way he shows he cares, the way the killing would go shows he cares

anyWAYYYYSSS im soooo exiteddd hehehehe esp to see yn and gale or dewey meeting again maybe, like THE DRAMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i just wanted you to know that i fucking love your fic and i swear i check AT LEASTTT once a week if you have posted a new chapter or even just a little wip or something because girlllllll it has me on a choke hold for a LONG TIME i think im reading it since 2022 LMAOOOO I JUST LOVE IT SO MUCH I LOVE LOVE LOVE UUUUU

OMG HI!!! Hi, hi hi, sorry this is late my weekend and the last day or two is ugh hectic 🥲😤

BUT FR!? I'm so flattered you've been here since 2022 my God I feel bad procrastinating writing this last year I'm so sorry! 😭 I APRECIATE THE LOVE AND SUPPORT SM AND ILY FOR THIS ASK 💘🥺

I'm TRYING to get back to at least every two weeks instead of once a month every other month bs (Sadly idk if I mentally can do weekly updates bc back then they were like 2k-5k words in 2021-22. Now, I aim more for 7k to 10k with these newer chapter being more climactic and other writing projects as well.)

There's going to be a decade time skip from 2011(Fours a Franchise) to 2021 (5 whatever I'll call it lol) so there actually might be a lot of one shots! Because that's a big chuck of time!!! I mean, a decade ago I was barely in HighSchool and it's like wow that much time went by!? so that's a lot of time to go by between YN and these two assholes no matter how it may turn out 😪🤔

AND NO I FEEL YOU!! Ik I probably shocked and irked a few folks but there is no way YN x Billy and Stu could EVER happen with Randy and Dewey in the mix. It's almost impossible because I cannot see either one being okay with us not killing them or at least sending them to prison (Especially Dewey which understandable) and YN was half ass living a lie with them anyways. The poor woman is under sm depression and stress that Randy's death and Dewey's rejection who else does she have but these two. And Randy was always meant to die the second I spared him in 2 I knew 3 or 4 he had to go and get this!

BEFORE 5 EVEN CAME OUT I MADE HIM HAVE TWINS WITH A WOMAN!! So I was clutching my face elated and eager to use Mindy and Chad as his kids instead of neice and nephew bc why not? It was perfect! And Randy's death is very important to YN's story so even if I adored writing him my mans had to go 🥲😞

NGL the best ending for our girl would've been Mark living, getting the boys arrested, YN lives how Sid did in these future Scream installments the end. But we're just unlucky af like that

And tbf Billy x YN x Stu is such a toxic love polycule like they hate but love they are almost codependent on each other because of circumstances yet resent each other. It's gonna be REALLY interested to write all this out (And hard to make believable 😭)

Anyways thank you and ily and i love reviews like this I'm so so glad you sent this to me I really do need and adore this to keep my motivation up!!! 💘💘💘

[albertasunrise]

The Unexpected Gift - Part 8

Masterlist

Summary: When a baby girl is dropped on Javier Peña's doorstep with a note claiming she's his, he's suddenly thrust into fatherhood. With no clue what to do, he will need all the help he can get if he's not to stumble at the first hurdle.

Relationships: Javier Peña x Reader, Steve Murphy x Connie Murphy

Warnings: Like AO3, I choose not to list any warnings. This will be 18+ If you are triggered by anything to do with babies then read at your own risk... (Once again, sorry this took so long. Life’s just so busy rn. This has taken me like a week to finish 😪 hope it was worth the wait!)

Series Masterlist- Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Jason was out by the following evening. All traces of him living there were erased from the apartment and finally, you felt like you were free. The more you pondered your relationship with him, the more you started to see his true colours.

How he'd talked you down. Knowing that you'd believe him and chose him over what you truly wanted.

Who you truly wanted.

Things with Javier were so much different. He never stopped telling you how perfect you were or how he loved you. Vowing to spend as long as you would give him, proving to you how he adored you.

His father had welcomed you to the family with open arms and María had also shown her own acceptance of you in her sweet little way. One week on, things were pure bliss. Javier had behaved himself and rested his leg as he was instructed. Loving having you around to help him with things and soon Chucho felt like he was of no use anymore. So the two of you decided to have a large dinner to say goodbye to the older Peńa, inviting the Murhpy who had grown close to the older man.

"Something smells delicious." Javier complimented as he limped over to you, appreciating the stick that Steve had bought him as a joke.

"You father keyed me into a few of your favourites that he made for you back in Texas… Tonight, slow-cooked chicken with brown rice and avocados."

"Mmmm… You're too good to me Hermosa." He purred against the shell of your ear and you shivered.

"You should be sitting Agent Peña." You warned and he chuckled.

"I've got my stick." He argued and you snorted at his reply.

"Okay old man." You teased, elbowing him affectionately as you gave him a wink.

"Oh… you wound me." He said as he threw his hand over his heart and plastered on his best hurt expression.

"You know I'm teasing." You said as you stuck your tongue out at him playfully "You're definitely not old where it counts."

"You have no idea." He growled before burying his head in the juncture of your neck and biting you just where you liked it.

"You do that and dinner won't get finished." You warned and he chuckled.

"I just wish I could take you how I want." He groaned as you turned to face him and kissed him deeply.

"All in good time, mi amor." You replied, pecking his lips before you smiled at him sweetly "You need to heal."

"Sick of needing to heal." He grumbled and you smirked at his childlike response.

"I know, baby, but you were shot! It's not something you can just walk off." You said softly "Excuse the pun." You chuckled "You're doing so much better. Just keep resting it up and you'll be bending me over the counter in no time." You finished with a wink and Javier groaned.

"You can't say things like that to me Hermosa." He growled as his eyes went black "I'll take you here and now, leg be damned."

"Nuh-uh." You said, waving your finger at him "Now go sit down." You finished as you pointed at the couch.

The agent did as you were asked and you resumed what you were doing, humming a happy tune as you started the rice and checked on the chicken. Chucho emerged with María a short while later and she screeched in excitement as Javier held his arms out to receive her.

"Ahhhh… Someone's perky after their nap." He gushed as his father placed her on his lap and she grinned at him before grabbing his cheeks so she could place a sloppy kiss on his lips "Why thank you Mija."

"She's a good girl Mijo." Chucho gushed as he gave his son a kind smile "You're a good father… Always knew you would be."

"He's a natural." You gushed from the stove, smiling over your shoulder at the two Peña men.

"I would have been lost without you Hermosa." Javier stated and you waved him off.

"I helped a little." You replied, returning your attention to the food and Javier scoffed.

"You did more than a little, baby." You argued "When María was sick… I… Well, I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't been there to keep me straight."

"Connie was there sweetheart."

"Will you quit arguing with me?" Javier grumbled and you chuckled.

"Okay."

A short while later the Murhpy's had arrived and Connie was helping you dish up the food whilst Steve and Chucho laid the table. Olivia and María giggled away in the playpen in Peña's lounge whilst all of you ate. Conversation flowed freely as you all enjoyed the food you had cooked before Connie dished up the desert she had made.

"This is possibly the best cheesecake I've ever eaten." You moaned as your eyes rolled back into your skull.

"Seconded." Javier piped up and Connie chuckled at the reactions her pudding elicited from everyone.

"I'll confess… it is my speciality." She conceded.

"Steve's a lucky man." Javier groaned and Steve gave him a nudge and a wink.

"Damn right."

"So, do you think you'll be back Chucho?" Asked Connie as she took a sip of her beer.

"Well, only if Javi will let me." He chuckled and the younger Peña rolled his eyes at his father's reply.

"It's not that I didn't want you to visit Pops… I just didn't want you to put yourself in unnecessary danger."

"I can take care of myself Mijo." Chucho replied and Javier nodded.

"I know Pops."

"I hope I'll come out again soon." The older man continued "But the help I've got on the ranch is only temporary… Hopefully, you'll catch that bastard soon and you can come home Mijo."

"Hopefully," Javier replied, his tone not matching his reply.

"And I hope you'll be with him." Chucho continued and you smiled sweetly at the man.

"I'll follow Javier where ever he decides to go." You replied, pulling Javi's attention away from the glass in his hands and to you.

You knew then at that moment that it wasn't his father's suggestion that he return to texas that has brought on his sudden change in mood. It was the fact that once they caught Escobar… he'd be leaving Colombia and potentially, you.

"Papi." Came a small voice and everyone froze, Javier's eyes widening as he looked over at María who was standing in the pen looking over at him "PAP…EEEEEE." She squealed and Javier thought he would die at that very moment.

"Did she?…" You trailed off as Javi's eyes locked with yours "Did she just…"

"I think she did." The younger Peña choked and you sobbed.

"Well done María." You gushed as you stood from your seat and made your way over to her, lifting her into your arms so you could take her to her daddy.

"Pap-ppp… Pap…" She struggled as you placed her on Javier's lap, smiling at the tears that pooled in his eyes.

"That's it." He cooed "Say it again Mija… Papi."

"Paaaaapeeeeee." She screeched and he choked on a sob.

"That's right my beautiful girl… I'm your Papi."

"Well shit." Steve piped up "If that ain't the cutest shit I ever heard."

"What about when Olivia said Flutterby instead of butterfly?" Connie argued and you all chuckled.

"Okay yeah, that was pretty damn cute too." Steve agreed as glanced over at his daughter.

"BEEEEE." Olivia squealed as she lifted María's stuffed bumble been toy above her head and Steve thought groaned.

"That's right, baby." He said proudly as he leapt to his feet and lifted his daughter up above his head "That's a bee."

"Such a clever girl." You gushed as the blonde agent brought the toddler over to the table "Well done, Livie."

The evening came to an end and after the Murphy's helped you clear up, despite your protesting, you put María down and climbed into bed beside Javier. He hummed in approval as you curled into his side and kissed his peck which made you grin against his skin.

“I can’t believe María said her first work today.” He said softly and you could hear the pure emotion in his voice.

“Was so cute.” You gushed and he chuckled, the sound rippling from deep within.

“Really was, wasn't it?”

You hummed your agreement before stretching up to place a soft kiss on his lips. He deepened it almost immediately and you felt a heat start to pool between your thighs. When his hands grabbed greedily at you, you placed your hand on his chest and pushed him back, chucking at his eagerness.

“Now now… You forget our earlier conversation?”

Javier groaned audibly before rolling onto his back and scraping a hand over his face.

“I have this.”

“I know baby.” You said softly, pecking the corner of his lips “But it’ll be worth the wait when you’re healed.”

“I’m sure you’re right.” He replied with a smile “I’ve just never been a particularly patient man.” He finished with a wink and you grinned at him before settling into his side again.

A relaxed silence settled over you both then and you basked in the perfection of it. How right it felt being by Javier’s side before a pang of guilt struck you and your body tensed. Grabbing Peña's attention.

“You okay?” He asked and you nodded before sighing and shaking your head “What is it?”

“Am I a terrible person for having moved on so quickly?” You asked and Javier’s head shot back.

“What, over Jason?” He questioned and you shook your head.

“No, not Jason.” You said, trying to swallow past the lump in your throat “Philip.”

Javier’s eyes softened at that and his expression changed.

“He died not 2 years ago and now I’m with you and María.” You started, your tears falling freely then “I sometimes feel like I’ve replaced them.”

“You could never replace either of them.” He assured you as he cupped your cheer and stroked its apple with his thumb “You’re not a bad person for having found love again.” He continued and you nodded numbly “I never knew Philip but Steve told me he was a good man… And I think he’d want you to be happy.”

“He would.” You agreed, looking up at Javi who was smiling down at you.

“Then there you have it.” He stated, “Definitely not a bad person.”

You sniggered at his statement before smiling into the kiss he placed on your lips. You still felt guilty but less so after that. You’d always love Philip and Masie… But now you had a new chance at happiness and you’d be a fool to let it slip away.

“Do you want a family again one day?” Javier asked, pulling you from your thoughts.

“I have a family.” You chuckled as you nuzzled his face and he grinned at you.

“Okay…" Javier said, pausing a moment as he thought about how he wanted to work what he was about to say "I suppose what I mean to say is, do you want to have another baby one day?"

Your body went rigid at his question and your eyes grew to the size of saucers. You'd be lying if you said you had thought about it. Truth be told you weren't sure you'd ever find someone again that wanted to take that step with you but now, as you lay there in your lover's arms. You realised that you did.

"Yes." You replied simply, nodding your head as you looked at him again "Yes I think one day, I would like to have another baby." You confessed, "Although not sure how much longer I have left."

"What do you mean?" Javier asked, his brows furrowing at your statement.

"Well the older a woman gets… the harder it gets to conceive. I'm already looking down the barrel of 34… 35 is when you're considered a geriatric mother although I think that a little ridiculous." You chuckled to yourself "What about you?"

Your question took Javier by surprise and his brows shot up a moment before his expression softened.

"I'll confess, until María, kids had never been part of my plan." He started with a sigh "I proposed to Lorraine because she'd told me she was pregnant. Felt like it was the right thing to do but at the time I didn't want it… As terrible as that is."

"Told you?" You pushed and he sighed again.

"She faked the pregnancy to trap me into marrying her." He said and your shock was plain to see "She'd told me the night before. Slipped out during a row but at that point, it was too late to cancel the wedding." He paused a moment, his countenance changing as he remembered the terrible choice he'd made that day "I ducked out at the last minute. Jumped in my truck and just drove."

"Shit." You breathed and he chucked.

"I'm not proud of how I dealt with it but I just… I couldn't marry someone who'd lied to me about something so huge as having a kid." He finished as he scraped a hand over his face.

"Understandable." You replied and he couldn't hide his surprise at your response "If I'd done something like that and confessed. I'd be expecting to be left at the alter… Lying about being pregnant well… that's unforgivable."

Javier nodded as he gazed lovingly at you for a short while. No one had ever seemed to understand his decision to leave before now. He'd always been told 'Yeah she fucked up but you went bigger'… No one had ever told him 'she deserved it.' before tonight.

"But what about now?" You asked, eyes hopeful and he melted in your gaze as he nodded.

"Yeah… I'd like to have more kids." He replied and you smiled sweetly at him.

You were secretly glad you'd had this talk. You were aware of your age and how, despite people telling you you had time, that wasn't necessarily true. You didn't want to get too deep, only to learn that the two of you wanted completely different things out of life.

It seemed you were on the same page.

You drifted off easily after that. Dreams of the future the three of you might share filling you with a warmth and happiness that you'd not felt in a long time. For the first time in what felt like forever… you were looking forward to the future.

As the weeks went on, you settled into a sort of domesticity that you and Javier loved. You worked well together and as time continued to roll on and Javier healed, you started to feel more like a real family. Talking María out for walks and to the park so that the agent could build up his strength again and the day he was able to toss that stick that Steve had gotten him was one that would stick with you forever.

The walk you'd taken had been the happiest so far. Javier was practically skipping along with María's pram as the three of you walked to the park and when you'd made it home, he danced with you and his daughter till he could dance no more and your heart sored for him.

He'd been back at work a little while but had been stuck on desk duty since his return and although that had brought you some relief, he'd been miserable.

"So my assessment's on Monday." He started as he finished up changing María, ready for bed "Hopefully I'll be cleared to return to the field."

"Hopefully." You replied, trying to sound as convincing as you could.

"You don't have to worry about me Hermosa." He promised and you rolled your eyes at him "I will be extra careful."

"Best be." You warned as you finished drying the last dish and placed it in the cupboard.

You were sipping at your wine when he returned from putting her down. Your back facing away from him as he snuck up behind you and painted your neck with kisses and nibbles that soon had you mewling.

"Baby down?" You breathed, struggling to form a coherent thought as one of his hands travelled down your stomach before cupping your sex and making you gasp.

"Mhmm." Was his reply as he palmed at your core and it didn't take you long before you were aching for him.

Till now, your relations had been little more than kissing and the occasion lazy handjob… Not for lack of trying on Javier's part. You'd told yourself that it had been because he needed to heal but as he got stronger and the pain started to fade, you knew it was more than that.

You were terrified.

With Jason, sex had been easy.

He was your league, your level but Javier Peña was so out of it that you honestly pinched yourself daily as you wondered when you were going to wake up from what was so obviously a dream.

"So now, as you stood there and the nerves started to kick in again, you went into fight or flight mode. His hand slipping past the waistband of your leggings was the clincher and you jumped away, panting as he gave you a bemused look.

"What's the matter?" He asked and you struggled for an answer. Laughing nervously as you attempted to busy yourself.

"Nothing it's just… Well, I haven't tidied up down there is all."

That elicited a snort from the agent.

"I don't care about that baby." He cooed "I just want to make you feel good." He continued "I've waited weeks to show you how much I want you." He finished as he attempted to push his hand past that barrier but you were quick to push him away.

"Javier please." You pleaded "Just… I feel comfortable with-"

"What's this really about?" He interrupted and you stopped dead in your tracks.

"What do you mean?" You squeaked and he scoffed.

"You never let me touch you." He stated, "You've let me once and since then you've closed yourself off to me." His eyes grew sad as he sat himself down but his eyes never left you.

"Do you not want me?" He asked, "Are you not attracted to me anymore?"

His broken appearance made you realise what your actions had been doing to this man. You'd been pushing your insecurities onto him without even realising it and your guilt hit you full force.

"God… no Javi… That's not it at all it's just…" You trailed off, trying to find the words to convey what it was you were feeling.

"It's what?"

"It's just you and me… Well, let's be honest. It's a bit of a beauty and the beast situation here isn't it." You chuckled "You being the beauty of course."

"What?" You snapped and you suddenly felt very worried about how this conversation was going to go.

"I mean look at me Javi." You groaned "And look at you." You said as you motioned at him "We are two completely different leagues… You could have the pick of the crop but you chose me and I… Well, I just find it hard to believe that you won't grow bored of me one day."

"Thanks." He scoffed, turning around and making his way to the bar in his lounge and you groaned in frustration.

"Javier please I-"

"The truth of the matter is that you don't trust me." He growled, "You clearly have a piss poor opinion of me."

"No." You protested but he held his hand up to stop you.

"You do because if you did… you'd realise that I love you. I love you." He stated "I can tell you now that, how I feel for you… I have never felt for anyone else ever." He continued "I told you the other night that I want to have more kids and when I say that, I mean with you."

"What?…" You trailed off, a little shocked.

"María has done more than bring joy into my life." He started as his eyes drifted to the framed photo Steve had taken of her that was hung on his wall "She made me realise that there was more to life than sex and whiskey. That there's love and family and stability. Then you came along and I realised that I wanted to have all of that with you. A home, garden, dog… More babies. All of it."

"I want that too." You choked and he nodded.

"But it's never going to happen if you can't trust me." He stated and you sobbed "Perhaps you should stay at yours tonight."

"Javi." You cried but he was unfazed.

"You clearly need to think about how serious you are about us." He stated as he leaned against the bar with his whiskey in hand "I can't let my daughter get attached to you… Only for you to leave at the first sign of trouble."

"Please."

"Come and find me when you've decided."

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[yostresswritinggirl]

so idk if u write for scara but i just desperately need to get this out to smn its been stewing in my brain everynight for the past week

u can take this as a req or as js a little discussion abt scara ig? up to u

so what if reader was made to be a doll but when raiden created scara, some of that divine power leaked out by accident and brought reader to life?

readers creator, lets call them r/c, is a dollmaker, who makes different sized dolls for a living, and he makes life sized dolls sometimes

so reader was made by r/c, and when r/c went to bed after completing reader's main body and features, ei's divine power somehow leaked out? and brought reader to life.

idk how r/c would react but i have 2 ideas

no 1: r/c cant support another living bring bc hes barely coping with his meager income, so he lets reader free to fend for themselves

no 2: r/c figures he could get reader to be his maid/servant and mistreats them; doesnt feed them well, no proper living conditions bc hes broke

and the night reader tries to escape, r/c almost catches them, but a gust of wind blew past reader, allowing them to run faster and escape, essentially having freedom. basically, venti gave them an anemo vision, bc reader fought for their freedom kinda?

this is their first betrayal, with their creator abandoning/mistreating them, similar to scara

nect ,reader finds a village and makes a friend, ill call them f/n. so f/n and reader become closer, and reader finds out f/n steals things for the thrill of it. one day, f/n drags reader along on one of their theiving trips, and gets discovered. f/n disregars reader, and escapes without sparing a glance for reader. reader gets caught and takes the blame for the theft. this is the 2nd betrayal, where a friend turns on them

after escaping? finishing the punishment that was met out to them, reader finds a cat maybe? idk abt this one

but they become inseparable. think of tomo and his cat maybe? reader and the cat would chill tgt and cat would sit on readers head or shoulders and nuzzle into their hair or cheek. but one day the cat gets sick and reader goes out to find some medicine/herbs to help

but by the time reader gets back, the cat succumed to its illness and passed

ik these are all pretty similar to scaras backstory but im not creative ok 😪

all i started out with was reader being a doll lol and i came up with these from the timespan of 11pm to 2am

as im writing this its 12.40am lol

reader and scara meet, and scara realises theyre just like him

one is a puppet, the other a doll, and both went through similar experiences

scara and reader open up to each other eventually and fnd company in each other ig idk

another one could be r/c treated reader like his own child, but died of age eventually, and reader is alone, then meets scara after hes gone through his 3 betrayals

scara trusts them bc theyre a doll, similar to him being a puppet. but bc reader was brought up with love, they are a lot more caring and kind, and they cause scara to develop a soft spot idk

this was just rotting in my brain for the past few nights so yea 🧍

love ur work btw 😍

they always make me go awooga in excitement whrn u have a new post

*shakes head* I do write for Scaramouche but I don't have my requests open so please keep that in mind

I'll try to make sense of this with my sleepy mind hhh *cleaning glasses* I don't really have much to say for fear that it might spill over to my puppet fic already and you pretty much got the details down, but a replica of his story with so many side characters doesn't sit right with me

I do very much lean on the creator tending to them - actually the set up is quite complicated and uhhh I honestly thought they'd be a doll made for Kuni or a doll commissioned by Raiden haha. We can say that the thing that made them come to life is archon residue and that the dollmaker either slowly became corrupted while in the presence of the doll or like Teppei and met an early death

From then on it could be that the people they want to get close to or even those that have bad intentions always die in their presence and so they became closed off, viewed as cursed, and scared to be near others. And since Scaramouche is a puppet, he doesn't have to worry about dying in their presence so he's pretty much the only one they can even be close to!

Maybe Scaramouche might go mad down the route from the exposure (angst) or upon acquiring the gnosis, the divine power cleansed the archon residue or exchanged it with the gnosis' power to make them alive (good)

Thank you very much for your support, ah I really need to work on writing, bastard sickness getting in the way

[komotionlessqueenmm]

So I wanna explain why everything has been so difficult for me lately.😐

To start I was essentially laid off at the end of March, I say essentially because their "trying" to transfer me from the old sight I used to work at.☹️

(I was/am a security officer.)👮🏻‍♀️

My last day was like March 28, and I only just learned about the transfer happening four days prior!🙄

Well the guys I worked with have all been transferred within a few days, and the general manager didn't call me for almost a week and a half.👎🏻

Instead he called my emergency contacts, my grandmother (twice), and my mother (once). My grandmother, my mother, and my old supervisor ALL made sure he had my number.🤦🏻‍♀️

YET HE STILL DIDN'T CALL ME FOR SEVERAL DAYS!🤬

I called him several times, and I only reached his voicemail. I proceeded to leave several voicemails, and I MYSELF GAVE HIM MY PHONE NUMBER!😠

The ONE time he called me, I freaking missed it because I was driving and my phone was on silent.🙁

In the voicemail he informed me that he wouldn't be in the office for the rest of the week, and two others would receive my information and they would assist me. (also letting me know that I can text him if I have any questions.)😒

Well surprise surprise they never called me...😤

So that following Monday I called him... He didn't pick up, so I texted him, asking for an update on what the hells going on.🤔

Took an entire two days for him to text back, he sent my information to another sight two county's away. (which is whatever, if the pay is good I'll deal with the drive.)😕

Well it was the wrong shift I work with, which again I can deal with that. But it was only $1 more than what I was making, which isn't the worst but kinda sucks.🙁

The deal breaker however was they don't work with a set schedule, which means one week I could work a first shift, then suddenly I need to work third, plus no set days. It's literally whenever they need you, you come in and work 10+ hours.😐

Which I was already working 12+ hour shifts, but I would literally die with the janky schedule. I've got serious insomnia, and I cannot fuck with my sleep schedule.😠

That's the FIRST issue I've been dealing with...😓

Now to add to it, a week before I got laid off, I traded in my old car for a new car. Like brand fucking new car, and so I'm paying almost $400 a month on this car. (only $100 more than what I was paying for my old car.)🙄

I was able to pay April's payment, with money I had saved from my last tax return. (never was able to properly save money in my savings account because I live paycheck to paycheck like most people.)😭

I've been applying for several jobs, because I'm done with this company I currently work for. And nothing is coming from any of them.😫

Like I've applied for jobs ranging from detailing cars at a dealership, to baking bread at a restaurant overnight, to THROWING TRASH! And nothing is working out yet!😔

Well when I declined the offer of the transfer to the sight two counties away, I text the general manager... Almost two weeks ago, and haven't received anything in response.😒

So that's been a bitch to deal with... My grandmother, and my mother have had to cover my other hefty bills, because I can't pay them myself. And I hate that so freaking much, I feel so freaking guilty for it!😥

My taxes have been completed, and I was looking forward to having that money for some of my bills, or at the very least to pay back my family.😇

But I received a letter saying a bunch of bullshit that makes no sense to me or my family, and instead of receiving a little over $1,000, I received $45...😣

During all of this I've been trying to apply for unemployment until I can get a new job, and it's been going nowhere for a little over a week. (which it takes awhile so I'm not surprised.)🙄

I actually very spontaneously took off last Thursday and drove two hours to my brother's house, because I needed to get away and try to get my growing depression and stress under control.😪

It helped a lot going to spend time with him, and my baby niece.🥰

I was there until late last night.😌

But when I got home I was reminded of everything wrong with my life right now, and sunk right back into that darkness I've been fighting against.😖

I made the post I made last night, and you've been so understanding and kind, and I love you for that!😍

But my luck just will NOT turn around for shit, as today my TV decided to completely die on me. (It was working just fine last night.)😒

I had a small breakdown while I was in the shower, as I have like $80 to my name, and soon April is gonna be over, and I'm gonna have to pay my car payment again.😰

So I've been losing my god damn mind, and as I write this I'm on the verge of crying like a broken bitch.🥺

I wanted you all to know what's been so wrong for me, and why I'm on the brink of crumbling under the weight of everything April has thrown my way.😣

Thank you guys for understanding, and being so very kind, you have no idea what it means to me right now.🤧

I love you guys seriously, you're really the only thing making me smile lately, and I need that so badly right now.🥰

Oh and I forgot to mention... Even more salt to the wound is that I've got ringworm on my tummy.😒

It's literally one thing after another, and the foundation with which I stand upon is eroding beneath my feet.😓