#like wow you made something so beautiful that it caused me pain

[lenny-zesty]

biscuitbites is one of two ships to actually make me feel more than “aw they’re cute :)”

they’ve been doomed from the start. from the moment they met they were damned by the very narrative that brought them together. damned by the narrative that will try to rip them apart. how two polar opposites come together and face the very horrors that have sunken their teeth into their pasts.

and it makes me feel something.

it feels like a wound, one that you think will get better but it just keeps hurting. it’s beautiful. it’s beautiful in a painful, agonizing way.

you want them to be happy.

but you don’t know if they’ll get that.

[gay-dorito-dust]

Hey I liked your writing on reader having to get in between Wolverine and Deadpool all the time 😆 it made me think what it would be like if they were crushing on you and there is a rivalry between them. If you could write what they’d do to win your favor or what shenanigans that would come with it 😂 subtle or not

These two weren’t fond of sharing.

So when the other finds that they have similar feelings towards you, the outcome is never good.

They’re childish in a way where if either Logan or Wade was coincidentally standing too close to you, the other was bound to notice and make a scene out of it, all the while you wished you were anywhere else in that moment.

The pair couldn’t get along even if they bothered to try as sooner or later they’d end up stabbing each other just because the other one was breathing too loudly or just merely existing.

And yet their feelings towards you ends up causing Logan and Wade to butt heads more often, especially if you were constantly teaming up together, with you often being their meditator in all their conflicts.

Wade was more vocal and borderline flirty when it came to interacting with you, he would crack jokes, boop you on the nose or even playfully smack you on the ass just to hear your yelp in surprise and become all flustered.

‘Plush ass you’ve got there, babe! wouldn’t mind laying my head on it sometime and use it as a beautiful fluffy pillow.’ - Wade, skipping away.

Wade could be quite clingy at times so there would be moments where you can barely escape the guy as he hanging on your side like a koala bear.

You: Wade can you let go.

Wade: and let go of my emotional support person? *gasp* Do you want me to die?

You: well considering how fast you regenerate, you technically can’t die-

Wade: do you hate me? Do you think I’m clingy?

You: no- well yes but-

Wade: you hate me!

Wade can be dramatic and the only way to shut him up is to just let him be in close proximity of you and allow him to talk your ear off about how good a dog parents you’d be to Dogpool.

Dogpool is your weakness, you could never say no to Dogpool and Wade knows this like the back of his hand and will use this as leverage over wolverine.

After all It’s not like he has a version of himself that was an actual wolverine or maybe even a honey badger in yellow spandex. So Wade counts this as a win on his end.

Logan on the other hand would be more subtle with his approach, even though to Wade, Logan’s subtly was as an dopey cow standing in a field of grass with how the scruffier man tended to keep by your side protectively; so much so that he might as well start growling at every person who ever laid eyes on you in general.

He’s a guard dog of a man in every sense of the word but how that came to be was from a whole lot of trauma and loosing people he’s ever cared about, so needless to say he won’t act like he’s interested in you at first, his heart had been wounded about as much as his body has and even had the mental scars to prove it.

He’s lived a long life of pain, fighting, suffering and heartache. He’s not going to falter so easily until you did something that made him feel safe enough to fall for you.

Once he has however it was impossible to go about the mission without him always wanting to stand guard by your side when he sees someone he doesn’t fully trust, always using his body as a shield for your own as Logan knew he could handle much more punishment then you could. So he’d rather avoid you being grievously hurt by any means possible.

He’d probably scold you if you ever were hurt as he was afraid that he might loose you, yet his hands were gentle but firm as they worked to patch your wound so it’d heal properly.

Wolverine: you’re an idiot you know.

You: wow I really feel the love over here.

Wolverine: *huffs* you expect me to kiss your ass when what you did was reckless and could’ve killed you? *his hands linger on your own even long after he’s done patching you up as though committing your warmth to memory*

Logan is a secret softy who wouldn’t push you away if you were to ever fall asleep on him, he’d grumble but that’s about it.

He’d even toss you his jacket if you were to ever complain about being too cold or leave it somewhere for you to take yourself, again he’d act like he didn’t want you to but he actually did with how he almost smiled upon seeing you looking comfortable in his jacket.

Logan is evidently more subtle about his crush on you then Wade is, or so he’d likes to think but Wade can messily tell he’s smitten when he sees how Logan’s eyes were quick to follow you in a crowded room with protectiveness and adoration.

Wade: aww has our dear friend taken the stick out of your ass and you fell in love?

Logan: *growls* fuck off Wade.

Wade: *holds his hands to his lips and gasps* oh my gosh! You have! Me too!

Logan: *looks at him* you what?!

Wade: yeah cats out of the bag, I like them too wolvie. you’re not the only one to find them cute, how close minded of you seriously.

They can’t share to save their lives, I’ve mentioned this before but they genuinely can’t even if they tried because one is them was bound to get jealous and try to take you away from the other.

Wade: do you really want to be near me grumpy all the time? Yawn fest much.

You: stop riling him up, you’re making Logan mad. Why are you like this?

Wade: maybe because you deserve to be in the company of someone who isn’t still unhealthily hung up on his previous red headed lover.

Logan: you shut your fucking mouth.

Wade: see! He’s not denying it!

You: I’m going to go now. *leaves*

Logan: you should make full time fuck head your job.

Wade: and you should make full time teenage brooder in a full grown man’s body who still isn’t over his first breakup yours.

The shenanigans that would occur between these two would be headache inducing to say the least.

The constant fights that would break out between them that you’d have to break up.

The bickering over who gets to act like a couple with you on missions. They might even play rock, paper, scissors multiple times behind your back.

Wade probably tried to trip Logan up in front of you once but it backfired when Logan made Wade trip up instead as he puts a hand on your lower back and guided you away from the poor Merc with a mouthful of dirt.

[mrsdesade]

What about some Homelander x needy fem reader smut? He made her cry and then he goes soft on her? :)

Say no more anon, here's something for you! It will definitely be something long because I liked the idea so much!

Afterparty;

Pairing: Homelander x fem!super (Ophera as usual) TW: NSFW, mention of drugs, teasing, smut, fluff, aftercare Words count: 2,6k

You and Homelander are attending a night party hosted by Vought, a grand event where the company's high-profile visitors and staff gather to mingle and celebrate.

Was as extravagant as ever, with celebrities, influencers, investors, and a few lucky civilians gathered together in an opulent ballroom. Laughter and music filled the air as people mingled around, engaging in small talk and celebrating.

You've had plenty of conversations, meetings with executives and public appearances with Homelander. By the looks of it, you've both done your part to keep up the public image that Vought has made of you two.

Exausting.

As the night starts slowly to wind down, you find yourselves with a brief moment alone. Homelander looks at you with a mix of tiredness and relief, as if he can finally let his guard down now that you two are out of the spotlight.

"Goddamn, these parties are a pain. I know they're important for the image, but dealing with all those people trying to win my favor… it's starting to wear me down."

He lets out a frustrated huff, his eyes flitting over the crowd around you.

"I swear I could snap the neck of the next person who comes up to me asking for an autograph or a selfie..."

You simply let out a little laugh, but your eyes are wandering around, and your arms are crossed at your stomach, you seem distracted.

Homelander notices the hint of something amiss in your laughter, his sharp senses picking up on the fact that you're not quite comfortable.

"Hey, you alright? You're not your usual self tonight."

''I think I drank too much, I've been feeling strange ever since the party began...but I only drank two glasses of champagne, alcohol usually doesn't cause me problems.''

It's clear that something is wrong, the more he looks at you, the more the signs of your discomfort are visible. Under the beautiful make-up that has been done on you, your cheeks are red, and a few small drops of sweat slide down your temple. Quite strange, since it's December, outside is snowing.

"Two glasses of champagne shouldn't have that kind of effect on you. You're a damn superhero, and a strong one. Are you seriously getting ill from some champagne? I was waiting for a more epic weakness, you know? Something like kryptonite, I don't know."

''If you're here to make fun of me you can go back to the party. Fuck, they must have mixed some kind of drug in my drink. Maybe something that would kill a human has that effect on me. That's the only explanation I have..."

''Someone was stupid enough to drug you? I should find whoever did it and rip their damn head off."

''You're not helping me.''

Your look of disapproval is eloquent, you would like to explain the situation to him better, but you can't do it explicitly. He seems really stupid to you right now. You're holding your chest tight with your arms, your legs are shaking slightly and for the first time you're struggling to stand on your heels.

"What do you want me to do, hold your hand and comfort you? I'm not exactly known for my tender side, you know."

Despite his words, he comes closer to support you with a hands on your back, it seems like you could fall to your knees at any moment.

But immediately he can feel your skin unnaturally warm to the touch. It's at that moment that he starts to notice something unusual, a change in your demeanor. Your breathing is rapid and shallow, and your eyes have a glassy look.

Homelander's eyes widen in realization, as he finally connects the dots.

''...those bastards. They have put an aphrodisiac in your drink.''

''Wow, It took you a while to understand, men never think about these things, I honestly envy you.''

The situation is quite embarrassing for you, but you still manage to want to make fun of him. You have found a stable and comfortable position holding on to his arm, everything seems normal to the people around you, but you know that you will be able to control yourself only for a short time.

He notices the change in your behavior, feeling your hand gripping tighter onto his arm, and the proximity of your body next to his. He clears his throat, trying to maintain his composure.

"Yeah, laugh it up. But you're the one who's struggling to stand still. How the hell did they pull something like this off? I thought Vought security was supposed to prevent something like this from happening."

It's clear that you're not listening to him, you feel the warm from your legs coming up to your throat. You bite your lower lip trying to think as little as possible, but your gaze falls on his hands, causing your mind to drift to absolutely less pure thoughts.

"What are you looking so intently at my hands?''

You lean in a bit closer to him, your playful demeanor turns more tempting, and your voice lowers to a sultry tone, his right hand still holding onto your waist and your running up on his fingers.

''Can't you imagine?''

Homelander tries to maintain his cool demeanor, but he's failing miserably.

Your fingers continue to softly caress his hand, tracing circles on his knuckles, adding to the tension between you two. You take a small step closer, your body now almost pressed against his, and look up at him through your eyelashes, a sly smile on your lips.

"All the things I'm holding myself back from asking you to do to me right now."

His mind suddenly fills with images of what you're hinting at. But he remained silent, faking a smile to the guest who are still walking around the room.

''Come on Homelander, let's get away from this party. I need you. I crave your touch. On me. In me.''

Your lips ghost along his jawline, pressing the promise of a kiss near his ear. You know exactly what to say to convince him, even If your mind is not completely clear, you know what you want and how to get it.

"Please, I'm begging you."

His self-control is about to snap.

''Fine, let's get out of here before I lose my damn mind. Follow my lead and act natural."

He starts guiding you towards the exit, with a certain urgency, casually nodding to guests and saying brief goodbyes as you make your way out of the room.

As you make your way through the crowd, you try your best to act normal and compose yourself, but it's becoming increasingly difficult to keep up the facade. Finally, he finds a secluded corridor and leads you into an empty room, shutting the door behind him.

The moment the door closes, the illusion of control shatters. The tension that have been building up between you two throughout the night reach their peak, and he takes a step forward but you are the first to close the distance and kiss him. Your body wants nothing more than him, the effect of the drug is getting worse and although you haven't said anything, your body language is more than eloquent.

The sight and feel of you, craving for him so openly, is intoxicating.

"God, you're too damn beautiful, Ophera. I've never saw you so messy and needy... only for me.''

''Oh, just for one time, could you just shut up and use your hands for something useful?''

"Eager, aren't we? Don't worry, I'll gladly indulge you.''

He wastes no time in doing as you demand. Your sparkling red dress falls to the floor, but the heat you feel continues to increase, you feel his hands descend on you, and his fierce kisses forbid you to breathe.

He pushes your legs apart with one hand, then he starts caressing you, making you release a sudden moaned whimper. The feel of his leather clad fingers moving so slowly it immediately brings you closer to the edge.

Ridiculous, how is this possible? You think. Ah, yes, that's right, the aphrodisiac, this sensation is like nothing you've ever felt. But it feels so freaking good.

His two fingers slides inside of you, he's enjoying the idea of torturing you. He can feel himself hardening more with every wet sound and moan from you, but driving you insane is going to be way more fun for him than sharing a temporary pleasure.

''...look at you, so needy just for my fucking fingers. You are truly shameless.''

Back against a cold wall, hands on his shoulders, balancing precariously on your heels while your legs tremble and your mind doesn't think clearly, this time he's in control. He's the one in charge.

Time begins to pass. Half an hour, an hour, two, three.

You're whining, you're moaning, and it sounds gorgeous.

What you don't know, is that from the exact moment he saw tears appear in your eyes, he wants to see you cry in his arms. He want to see you desperate for pleasure. You're nearly scream his name.

''You're making such a good show for me, keep going. Keep going...''

He’s enjoying how you’re desperately thrusting against him. Begging him do not stop. Ah yes, sxx between superheroes, durability is the key word to having an extreme fun. Or extreme pleasure. Y'know.

At a certain point you feel his hand move away a little, perhaps his intention was to move on to something more substantial, more thicker. But you immediately block him by grabbing his wrist. Your eyes meet again, and you really are a beautiful mess.

''Don't you dare...to stop...''

''You’ve had thirty orgasms. I'm at zero. How greedy you are.''

Bastard. He’s been keeping count.

''I don't care...touch me again, only one more time. Please...''

Your mind, now overwhelmed by ecstasy, having now the most intense moment of your life. It seems like you can't get enough, and here's his chance to get what he wants. He wants to see you cry.

''Then beg for it.''

His hand that he had leaning against the wall now comes violently wrapped around your neck. Since he can't satisfy himself, he decides that he will have fun in another way. Can't have the pleasure? Then he will have violence. Both are perfect.

Your legs are shaking again and your breath becoming more shallow. You murmur his name in short moans, begging him as he ordered, eyes closed as your makeup slowly begins to run on your cheeks, accompanied by a few small tears.

He is extremely fascinated by you in that moment, you're so lost in pleasure, so desperate for his touch to the point of crying.

''Homelander...''

You cried out as your body finally release, another orgasm coming down hard from your desperate wait. Your body shudders as your walls squeeze tighter around his fingers.

Then he pause, fingers slip out, he stopped for a second looking at you, still lost in the pleasure aftershocks.

Your body is drained of energy, your breathing ragged. You are too tired to speak, the intense moments you’ve experienced leaving you breathless. Your body feels weary and heavy, the afterglow of your passionate encounter still lingering in your core. And then your legs give out, and you stumble, risking falling, but the fact that he is in front of you, saves you.

''Hey-- you feel good? It was too much?''

He asked a bit worried, his arm wrapped securely around you.

A small, weary smile curves your lips, acknowledging his unexpected concern.

''Are you serious? It was...incredible. I assure you I'm fine, more than fine. Just a bit tired.''

He holds you firmly against him, his strong arms encircling your trembling body. He notices your exhaustion and the way your legs give out, nearly toppling over.

''Don't lie to me, tell me If there's something wrong.''

''Dear, I'm being more than sincere right now, do I seem regretful or unsatisfied? I don't think so.''

You laughed, taking him off guards with your spontaneity.

''Well--uhm, yeah okay, good. Now, let's get back to my apartment. The effect of the aphrodisiac has worn off, and soon you will feel cold with only this fancy dress on.''

''Sure...let's get back to the 99 floor.''

You try to move away from him a little, just a little to walk to the door, but you feel the balance missing and you fall back with your hands resting on his shoulders. Your expression is tired but amused, you find funny even a moment like this.

''Where do you think you're going? Come here, you tired diva. You don't have to walk, I'll carry you.''

He lifts you in his arms carrying you as you weigh nothing, and then he let out a short phrase whispered with kindness.

''I'll take care of you.''

He pauses for a moment, realizing the unfamiliar words that just slipped out of his lips. He clears his throat, trying to cover up the unexpected softness in his voice.

Your reaction is one of mild surprise mixed with a hint of amusement. You look at him with a sly smile, raising an eyebrow. Knowing damn well that he's not used to doing such things.

''Oh, what happened to the tough, domineering Homelander? Suddenly, you're acting all caring and loving.''

"Listen, why do you have to be so annoying?"

Homelander rolls his eyes in response to your playful remark. He knows you caught him in a moment of unexpected tenderness.

''Don't get used to it, doll. This is a one-time exception.''

You let out a small, satisfied laugh at his response, knowing you got under his skin again, like usual.

''Oh come on, lighten up. It's quite charming, you know. You playing the concerned and gentle lover.''

''Concerned and gentle lover, that's not really my thing, if you didn't notice.''

He watches you with a hint of skepticism, waiting for your next smart answer.

''So why did you put your cloak around my shoulders when you lifted me up? It was a spontaneous gesture and you didn't even notice it.''

Homelander froze for a moment, caught off guard by your observation. It was true, he had subconsciously done that without even thinking. He lets out a defeated sigh, realizing that you know that he cares, no matter how much he tries to deny it.

''Fine, you win. I didn't like seeing you shivering. And maybe because I…care.''

"Aww, who would have thought? The great Homelander, soft? For me? How unexpected. Maybe I should thank the one who put the drugs in my drink, without his intervention I would never have discovered this side of you.''

You smile warmly, teasingly caressing his hair with your hand while he's walking outside the room, It's now late at night and there's no one one around. Only the silence and the neon lights of the big Vought tower.

You hug him, staying close to him, safe in his arms, enjoying that moment of kindness that you don't know if it will ever return. But for tonight that's fine. You give him a gentle kiss on the cheek and let him carry you to his room.

''Damn you for making me say things like that.''

He whispered, after after gently placing you on the bed, where you will sleep together that night. You sink into the soft bed, a soft smile on your lips. You look up at him in the dim light, waiting for him. That smile will be his downfall, or yours, who knows.

He's secretly pleased by all of your lovely reaction, and he adores you so damn much, but he will never admit it.

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Thanks again for the request, it was really entertaining to write, hope you like it! Kisses <3

[redrose10]

Just something fluffy I’ve been thinking about…

“Oh wow, those are absolutely beautiful!”, you exclaimed setting the grocery bags down on the counter. Walking over to get a better look at the large bouquet of tulips you couldn’t help but smile.

“You made a great choice. Tulips are my favorite flower too.”

Your best friend Yoongi walked over, “Yeah the florist did a great job.”

“So I got all the ingredients for the dinner. Luckily it’s pretty simple to make so we should be done in plenty of time for your date tonight.”, you said as you began pulling out the items.

When your best friend told you that he was planning on asking out this girl he really liked and he really wanted you to help him put together the perfect date you just couldn’t say no. Even if hearing that he was going to ask someone out that wasn’t you did cause your heart to hurt a little.

Yoongi had told you that this mystery girl loved tulips and since your favorite flower also happened to be tulips he had asked you to pick out a bouquet. Which you were happy to do.

Then he asked you to help him cook her favorite dinner for the occasion. You thought it was a little odd that his date also happened to love chicken alfredo and double fudge brownies just like you because what are the odds? You were just glad that it was a dish you were well versed in making so you knew she was going to love it.

The brownies were in the oven and the sauce was coming together so while you had a few minutes you encouraged Yoongi to go get dressed.

As he stood in front of you holding up two shirt options so you can help him pick which one looks best with his black dress pants,

“No I think the black shirt looks better. I’ve always told you that you look great in all black.”, you’d replied not noticing the blush creep up his cheeks.

“Put on some of that cologne you have. You know that really expensive Versace one. It smells so good.”, you shouted as he ran back to his room to finish getting ready.

You were finishing up the table setting when Yoongi finally returned. After setting the last wine glass down you looked up loosing your breath for a moment. Your crush on Yoongi has grown exponentially the last year. You never meant for it to be that way, but some things just happen. Seeing him look this handsome, putting this much effort into a date for another woman pained you, but also made you fall a little more in love with him. But you were determined to pushed that all aside just so he could be happy.

“How do I look?”, he asked spinning to give you a 360 view.

He had been working out more recently and it definitely showed by the way the fabric clung to his torso and biceps. The dress pants were tailored perfectly showing off his slim legs. He’d gotten away from wearing earrings lately but you noticed the two hoops you’d given him for Christmas two years ago. And he did put on a little of that cologne you loved. He looked like the man of your dreams.

“Like a chiseled statue of a Greek God carved by Michelangelo himself.”, you quipped.

“Wow Y/N you’re so weird.”, he snorted.

“But seriously, do you think it’s too much? I want her to like it.”

You put on your best fake smile, “You look great Yoongi. She’s going to think you look very handsome.”

The pasta finished boiling so you added it to the sauce and topped it with a little more cheese. The brownies were cooling on the rack and you reminded Yoongi about the vanilla ice cream in the freezer that you thought would be a nice touch.

“What time is she supposed to get here?”, you asked.

“Umm 7:00.”

You glanced at the clock and noticed it was flashing 6:58.

“Yoongi why didn’t you say something?! She’s gonna be here any minute and I don’t think she’s going to be happy to see me here.”, you said frantically running around trying to grab your things.

As you ran towards the door Yoongi followed close behind.

“Remember not to let the brownies cool in the pan too much or they might sink. And remember the ice cream.”

“Y/N”, he whispered.

“Oh and slice the chicken before adding it to the pasta. It looks nicer and will be easier to eat.”

“Y/N…”

“And show her the flowers when she first gets here. It’ll be a nice surprise. Remember to tell her she looks pretty too.”

“Y/N…”

“And most of all text me afterwards and let me know how it goes.”, you’d said finally getting your shoe on that you had been struggling with.

“Y/N wait!”, Yoongi finally shouted.

Turning around you looked surprised, “What? Yoongi I have to go before she gets here.”

He chuckled to himself, “Y/N, you can’t seriously be this oblivious?”

“What do you mean?”, you asked confused.

He walked over standing just a few inches away from you, “Y/N I had you get tulips that YOU picked out. They’re YOUR favorite flower. I had you help me cook YOUR favorite meal. I bought YOUR favorite bottle of wine. I had you help me pick out an outfit that YOU would like. I wore the cologne YOU like. I mean I thought I was being obvious but I guess not.”

Looking around the room it did kind of make sense. They were all things that were your favorites, but you were so hung up on the fact that you never thought Yoongi would ever like you that way so you really thought he had a date with someone else.”

You chuckled, “I mean I did notice some similarities, but I didn’t think you’d ever actually like me like that so I thought it was all one big coincidence.”

Yoongi took your hands into his. His thumb lightly running over a small burn you got from the brownie pan, “Y/N, I like you a lot. I have for a really long time. I just didn’t know how to tell you. I guess I was just hoping you’d get the hint. I’d really like to ask you to be an official couple.”

“You’re so adorable.”, you chuckled as you watched him nervously stare at the floor.

“Yes, of course. I’d love that.”, you smiled reaching over and placing a kiss on his lips.

As Yoongi served you the dinner you suddenly had a realization, “So you had me plan our first date and also go to the grocery store and help cook and I had to pick out my own flowers?”

Yoongi nervously scratched the back of his neck, “Yeah um both my smartest and dumbest decision. But at least I know you’ll like everything.”

“Wow you’re definitely doing all of the dishes.”, you laughed.

He leaned over giving you another kiss, “Already planned on it babe.”

[schemmentigfs]

Future Milf, part two.

part one!

paring: melissa schemmenti x reader.

summary: after the incident in the teacher's lounge, you start to avoid melissa who is willing to know what happened and trying to get things back to normal.

warnings: just a little angst but trust me, we have a happy ending!

author notes: This is a little rushed, but I hope you all enjoy this second part 🤍 I also wanted to thank the beautiful people who are sending requests for Mel, they are amazing and i'm already working on them! And don't worry, feel free to send any idea that comes to mind. It will be an honor for me to turn them into reality.

tags: @esposadejoyhuerta @gweninred @moistblobfish

English is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes!

The truth was that Melissa was completely disoriented, her brain trying to process what had happened in the last seven minutes. You acting like that and apologizing, leaving the room as quickly as possible made her worried as hell.

All she wanted was to comfort you and know what was really happening. There were a lot of doubts in her mind, to be honest. Had she done something? Or said something? The way you couldn't look into her green eyes was so strange..

Everything between you two was great until today, and then it all suddenly fell apart at lunchtime? That made her feel a little paranoid.

“Melissa, are you well? Are you hurt?” Barb asks.

“I don't know,” she said, staring into nothing, worrying her friends, “I just need to check on her.” The redhead gets up and runs to start looking for you.

“MELISSA! WAIT!” the entire Abbott crew screams, but she completely ignores it.

She stops in front of your classroom and notices that the door is locked. The lights are off, but Melissa knows you're in there.

“Sweetheart, please let me in,” she knocks gently, “I am not mad with ya. Don't worry about it, I just want to know how you are.” The older woman adds, almost begging for you to open the door.

Locked inside your classroom, you were sitting on the floor. Curled up hugging your knees, trying to find some comfort while crying. The whole situation was so fucking stupid, of course. But it still left you overwhelmed and on the verge of an anxiety attack.

So lending Melissa the future milf t-shirt made you completely lose your mind? Wow, you really were a stupid person. Stupid. That word stuck in your brain and made you cry even more.

Hearing your quiet sobs made the redhead's heart break into pieces. The thought of her doing something that made you hurt was utterly painful. The truth was that Melissa would blame herself for the rest of her life if she had made you feel bad in any way.

“Hon, c'mon. Let me—” she started.

“Don't. Melissa, please. Just go away, I need to be alone,” you interrupt her, hoping she would understand that you didn't have the strength to say anything else.

Before walking away, she whispers loud enough for you to hear. “If you need anything, you know where to find me. But please, promise me you'll be okay.” The redhead said trying to wipe away the small tears that threatened to fall from her face.

“I'll be fine. Now go.” You growl, unaware that your words have fully gotten to her.

—

It had been a while since Melissa changed her mood so quickly. She had learned to control her emotions, thanks to you, who helped her notice that it was okay to show them from time to time and it wasn't shameful at all. But at that moment everything seemed useless.

Her legs were shaking slightly and she kept tapping her fingers on the desk, while trying to focus on correcting some of the children's homeworks. It was clear that Melissa was almost having a huge panic attack.

Ashely, who was now scrolling through her cell phone boredly after making sure the students were doing their activities calmly and in silence, noticed the sudden change in the redhead and her eyebrows raised in confusion.

“What’s the matter, boss? You seem a little quiet since lunch time. Which is strange ‘cause earlier you were all excited and—”

The older woman rolls her eyes. “Nothing happened. I'm fine,” she responds, clenching her teeth, “everything is ok, kid.”

“Are you sure? I know we’re not that close, but if you need to vent, I’m all ears.” The girl shrugs.

Melissa's eyes widen, her aide was really willing to give her some advice? Normally, Ashley didn't tend to be very serious. When she tried to help, the girl always ended up saying things that were a bit nonsense. But this time, she was here ready to be a shoulder to lean on.

“Y/n..” she started but quickly corrected herself, not quite ready to confide the crush she had on you to anyone else than Barbara. “Today, a strange thing happened between me and a friend that honestly left me completely confused.”

“Oh. Do you have any idea what might have happened?”

Melissa stops for a moment, trying to get her head to work and think of a reason that could explain what had happened between the two of you.

“I-I can't explain it properly...everything was normal between us and when lunch time came...” the teacher stuttered, “she could barely look at me and when I told her to act like a real adult and tell me what was happening, she panicked and ran away.”

“After that you were able to talk to her?”

“Kinda, but she told me to leave her alone.”

Ashley gives her a pitying look, she knew who Melissa was referring to. Anyone who works at Abbott would know. “I'm sorry this happened boss, but I'm sure things will get better between you and her. Just give her a little time.”

Melissa nodded and smiled. “Thanks for the advice, hon.”

“Anytime boss, anytime.”

—

Changing my life with the wave of her hand.

Nobody can deny that there's something there.

There.

Running my hands through her hair.

Both of us thinking how good it can be.

Someone is speaking, but she doesn't know he's there.

The melody of Here, There And Everywhere by The Beatles echoed throughout the kitchen directly from the small radio on the balcony, while Melissa prepared dinner.

This was one of the many songs she always wanted to dedicate to you, the redhead dreamed of dancing with her arms around you, after a busy day at school while this song played. Just the two of you, enjoying each other's company.

Was it quite cliché? Of course it was, even for the one and only Melissa Schemmenti. But to be honest, she didn't care how it sounded.

The older woman was so in love with you that she thought of endless romantic scenarios every day. After what happened today, every one of them seemed distant. But she still had a simple hope within her.

“Watching her eyes, and hoping I'm always there,” she sings passionately, while cutting the tomatoes perfectly, “I want her everywhere, and if she is beside me. I know I need never care, but to love her is to need her everywhere.” Melissa closes her eyes for a moment, thinking about you.

On the way out, she looked for you in the Abbott parking lot but was unsuccessful, she was waiting for a message from you, saying that you had arrived home safely like you always did.

But you didn't send her anything.

A feeling ran through her body. It was as if the redhead was losing the most precious thing in her life. Desperate, Melissa picked up her cellphone that was leaning on the living room table and went to check on you. Screw the advice Ashely gave earlier, she couldn't wait anymore.

Hon, are you feeling better? I hope so. By the way, did you manage to get home safely?

Sorry if I sound desperate, but I need to know if things are ok.

Y/n? Please answer me.

Her heart breaks into pieces when she sees that you just viewed the message and didn't even make the effort to reply back. For fuck’s sake, what had she done that was so serious? Nothing made sense anymore.

Just a few blocks away, you were lying on the couch and drinking an entire bottle of vodka, pretending like you didn't care about not responding to Melissa's messages. It was immature, but it seemed to make sense to you. Since this whole milf situation was a complete disaster, ignoring her seemed right.

Of course, inside you felt like a monster, knowing that the redhead didn't deserve this. But what you could do?

“I’m ready to open another bottle and listen to a two-hour-plus loop of Chamber of Reflection,” you say, making Ava sigh.

The principal had stopped by your house hours ago to check on you and when she saw the miserable state you were in, she decided to stay there for a while. And tried to comfort you (in the most Ava Coleman way possible.)

“Y/N. Come on, you can't act like Schemmenti doesn't exist. If you keep doing that, she'll soon break into your place to find out what's going on,” she comments, “just like an episode of a soap opera where the greatest absurdities happen in an exactly dramatic way.” Ava finished her sentence while painting her nails a shade of red. The act catching your attention.

Red. It reminded you of Melissa.

Yeah, this was being harder than it seemed.

“Shut up, she won't come after me,” you said it like it was just another one of the stupid things Ava used to say.

“Yes, she will. And y’know that very well.”

—

The next day, Melissa sat with her arms crossed at the table she shared with Barb and you. The redhead stared at the small tupperware in front of her, last night she made what she knew was your favorite dish: pancakes. She was anxiously waiting for you to show up in the break room, but that didn't happen.

Keep calm, Schemmenti. She will appear soon. She won't ignore you.

“Dear..” the kindergarten teacher whispers and she snorts, trying to change the subject, disguising how tense she was.

“What’s so interesting out there?” Melissa asks as she notices Janine, Gregory and Jacob looking at each other with strange expressions after spying in the window.

“Nothing.” Jacob is the first to respond and the couple agrees with him, swearing that there was nothing interesting outside.

She laughs humorlessly, the history teacher simply didn't know how to lie.

“C'mon, kiddo. You guys look like you've seen a ghost.” The redhead gets up from the table and approaches the three, squinting to see anything out of the ordinary and when she does. Her breathing hitches.

On the sidewalk, there were you and another teacher, who she recognized as the art teacher. The woman was happily chatting with you and leaning too close to Melissa's chagrin.

Ms. Evans was know for her big crush on you, she was always fighting with the redhead to have your attention. And now that Melissa was being ignored by you, this bitch thought she could have you all to herself? No way.

“YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!” she yelled coming down to get some satisfaction from you.

The sound of angry footsteps caught your attention, it was clearly that they belong to who you had been avoiding since yesterday, Melissa.

The wish was for the redhead to pass straight by without noticing your presence there. But instead, she approached and with a certain force grabbed you by the arm, taking you to one of the far corners of the building.

“Melissa! What the fuck?” you said.

“So while I was worried to death there in the staff room because you didn't talked to me since yesterday, you were here talking normally to that idiot!” the older woman's tone was altered, you could clearly hear the jealousy in her voice, “Had fun with your new best friend?”

“She’s not my best friend. We were just talking,” the nonsensical accusation makes you roll your eyes, letting out a mocking chuckle. “Melissa, stop acting like that!” you shout and she loses her temper even more.

“You suddenly act like a bitch and I’m the one to blame? What the fuck is wrong with you, Y/n?” she growls, fire in her green eyes.

“I dunno, a lot of things I suppose,” you retort coldly.

Melissa sighs when she realizes how tough she was. “Look, I don’t want to be an idiot. But please tell me what I did, so I can fix it.”

“We have nothing to fix between us, Schemmenti.”

“What? Are you really going to ignore it and pretend like none of this is happening?” The redhead asked in disbelief.

“Trust me. It’s better this way, for both of us,” you mumble, walking away from her, leaving an upset Melissa behind.

—

After the ‘argument’ on Tuesday, Melissa and you barely crossed paths at Abbott. And when you bumped into each other in the hallway, both grumbled and went back to your own ways.

The redhead and you were fighting the need to put the damned pride aside and throw yourselfs into each other's arms, and finally apologizing. But you were too stubborn for that and it was fucking complicated.

“This is stupid! Can you believe that Y/n started going to that coffee shop that's just a few blocks away from here just so she wouldn't have to face me at lunch? This whole thing is starting to irritate me.” Melissa tells to her best friend one morning.

“I understand that this situation is complicated, but don’t you think that both of you are exaggerating?” Barb asked carefully. Even she couldn't handle this situation anymore, it was disappointing to have to see you and Melissa acting like two children.

Ava who was listening to the conversation cautiously, decided to interrupt. “Schemmenti, haven’t you put the pieces together yet? Unbelievable.” She said as if it was something of small importance, making the redhead's eyebrows raise in confusion.

“Huh?”

“It’s so simple, I thought you already figured it all out,” the principal continues in a mysterious tone, making Melissa's head spin, “If it weren’t for this bullshit, you and Y/n would already be like two rabbits jumping on top of each other, if you know what I mean.”

The last comment makes Barb choke on her tea. “Ava, could you not be so specific about this? We’re in a school!” she scolds her.

“Whatever! It’s past time for her to know that Y/n likes her too. Even Janine and Gregory acted better than that!”

Everything around Melissa seemed to have gone silent. So was it true, the feelings were also reciprocal. A lot of questions surrounded her mind, why didn't you say anything? Why did you decide to pretend you weren't in love with her? Were you afraid of not being reciprocated?

“Why is she avoiding me then?” the redhead asks out loud, “that’s making me lose my mind. I just miss her.”

“Because of the t-shirt she lend ya. Mainly ‘cause of the last word printed on it.” That's all Ava says at that moment.

“A milf?” Melissa questions, still confused trying to think of putting the pieces together. “What does that mean? Is it something bad?”

“I was going to suggest you to google the meaning, but since you look like you're about to have a heart attack, I will tell ya,” she laughs and the redhead rolls her eyes, showing Ava her middle finger, “but don't be scared, it's a good thing, actually.”

“Alright..” the green-eyed woman whispers, still afraid of the answer, “so what does this whole milf thing means?”

“Mother I'd Like To Fuck. It also means that an older woman is super attractive.”

Melissa was left open-mouthed, her eyes blinking trying to process the explanation. So that was the damn meaning, well, she had to admit that was hot. “Wait... so Y/n..” she starts but there is a pause.

“Is in love with you and was scared when she saw ya wearing that t-shirt looking extremely hot, and preferred to stay away in case you found out what she felt.” Ava reveals it like it's the most obvious thing in the world, “What are you waiting for? Go find your girl, Schemmenti.”

—

Time passed slowly to Melissa's disgust and despair, making the poor woman sigh feeling defeated. As each second passed, she glanced quickly at the clock on her classroom wall, waiting for the afternoon to end.

After her students left, and the school day was finally over. She drove to your house — without caring about traffic regulations and rules — nothing else really mattered, she just needed to see you.

Sitting on the floor, while assembling a Lego set that simulated a beautiful bouquet of flowers — a gift you received from Janine and Gregory days ago, a lovely attempt by the couple to cheer you up — the sound of the doorbell ringing caught your attention. Making you stop your movements.

You furrowed your eyebrow in confusion, who could it be? Most of your friends were at different appointments at that time. So it certainly wasn't one of them.

“I'm almost coming! I just hope you’re not a stupid lunatic or some other ,” you grumbled, standing up as the sounds of the doorbell seemed more desperate with each passing second.

You opened the door and found Melissa standing there with her arms crossed, shivering slightly from the storm. “Hon, it’s so good to see you again.” She murmurs with a weak smile. Without caring if her voice sounds too desperate.

“Mel, what are you doing here? You might catch a damn cold like that.” You scolded her, pulling her into the house and locking the door again.

“I don’t care about that, I needed to see you. Actually we have to talk.” She responds taking off the black leather jacket that covered her body and hanging it where you kept your coats.

“We have to?” There is a little hesitation in the tone of your voice, all that courage and confidence have disappeared from your body. Insecurity taking over.

“Yeah, hon. We do.” She replied, noticing your nervousness, Melissa tries to comfort you, placing her hand on your shoulder and stroking it lovingly, showing that everything was fine. You smile for the first time in days in the presence of your beloved redhead.

She takes you to the small white sofa that was in the middle of the living room. “I know you were avoiding me because of that shirt. And I know you're in love with me.”

“What? Fuck, how did you figure all this out?” you whisper in panic, covering your face with your hands. Feeling vulnerable at the mercy of the red-haired figure sitting next to you.

A silence fell in the room, making you feel even more embarrassed.

“Ava told me those things earlier today. Hon, why didn't you tell me anything? That would have made everything so much easier.”

“What do you mean by making things easier? I don't understand.”

“I'm love with you too, idiot. I just didn't say before ‘cause I was insecure as fuck. But now, I know exactly what I want: you. No one else, just you.” She confessed with a smile on her face.

Automatically your body falls even more on the couch and you feel slightly dizzy. Closing your eyes slowly, trying to regain consciousness. “Sorry, I'm a bit nervous,” you respond. “It's too much to process. Jesus Christ.”

“Don’t be nervous, it’s me. Just me,” Melissa pulls you into her lap sighing as she smells your lavender scent again. “I'm sorry if I acted like a bitch the last few days. It was not necessary.”

“It was never your fault, I was the real bitch. You didn’t deserve to go through this just because of an irresponsible attitude of mine,” you say, resting your foreheads together.

“I think it's fair to say that we overreacted a bit,” the older woman smiles with her eyes closed. Feeling a slight courage run through her body, she asks you something. “Sweetheart?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I kiss you?” Melissa asks biting her lip and slowly approaching, “I wanna do this since New Year's Eve.”

“Yes, please, Mel.” You beg wrapping your arms around her neck.

The moment her lips touched yours, it felt like you were in heaven. Melissa's lips were soft against yours. The kiss was calm and peaceful, both wanting to show all the love you felt for each other.

“You know, being considered a milf is an honor for me.” Melissa scoffs with a mischievous smile as you pull away from the kiss.

“Shut up.” You chuckle, cupping her cheeks.

“Make me,” the redhead teases, “please.”

[pinkthrone445]

-Let it burn to the ground- Part 3

Part 1 Part 2

Pairing:Melissa Schemmenti x Reader

Gender:fluf, soft, love

Warnings:Mention about past trauma, fires, boring but useful explanation of CPR

Summary:Melissa lets the fire of love consume her when she meets the new chief of the fire station.

After the amazing night of sex, you both have to deal with the consequences.

Mel ate breakfast in silence, glancing from time to time at her cell phone to see if you responded to her good morning message, but no notification came, you didn't even had opened her message, what made the redhead sigh sad

-"Soooo..."-Her housemate couldn't stand the silence any longer and started talking-"Last night was that good or did you scream like a wild animal on purpose to boost the chief's ego and interrupt my beauty sleep?"- Jacob asked as he ate his cereal, staring at her

-"My body hurts in parts that I didn't even knew existed, so yeah, she was that good" - The redhead replied without much emotion in her voice

-"So why do you look so sad?" - He asked, confused, and Mel sighed again

-"Because she left without saying goodbye... And now she doesn't even read my messages..."- She murmured sadly. Mel wasn't a self-doubting person, she was usually very confident in who she was and how she looked. But she couldn't help but wonder what had made you leave just like that, maybe you hadn't liked her body, she usually turned off the lights, but last night she was so desperate that she completely forgot about it. Or maybe you didn't like that the night focused only on her pleasure and not on you too... Maybe you'd reconsidered that she'd been with one of your subordinates in that same bed and you didn't like it...

-"Maybe she had an emergency at work and had to run away, she's the chief after all, her day off only lasted until 12 o'clock yesterday, if she was called after that time for an emergency, she would have had to run to help..."-Her friend commented and Mel nodded thinking about that possibility, it was something that could have definitely happened, which calmed her down a bit.

But two more days passed without you giving any signs, your son continued to go to school, but in none of those days that had passed had you gone to take him to school or pick him up. She even saw that your son was picked up by one of your sisters who looked a lot like you and the redhead thought about going to talk to her to find out something about you, but she didn't want to look so desperate so she didn't do it.

On the other hand, Jacob was upset to see his housemate so sad, and he wasn't a person who sat idly by when he saw one of his friends in pain, so he decided to do what the redhead would never do, visit you at the station to see what was going on and get answers.

When he arrived at the station he was surprised to see all the firetrucks outside being washed and cleaned so thoroughly he could see his reflection in the red metallic paint

-"Excuse me, hi" - Jacob spoke up to get the attention of the firefighters who were cleaning-"Does anyone know where I can find the station chief?"-He asked with his best smile

-"She is in her office, but I wouldn't recommend you to see her, lately she has been more bitch than usual..."-One of the annoyed firefighters commented-"Be careful, maybe you'll go see her and she'll get you cleaning up too" - He joked making the others laugh and Jacob rolled his eyes going to the entrence desk asking to see you.

You were reading some reports with a very deep frown when Jacob entered your office

-"Excuse me chief..."-Jacob spoke in a soft tone, your angry face did caused him a little fear

-"I told them that nobody could interrupt..."- You began to speak annoyantly, but relaxed your gaze at the sight of the scrawny young man at your door-"Hello Jacob, what are you doing here?" - You consulted and he looked at you confused

-"You know my name? Wow..."-The young man was proud of that for some reason

-"Yes, you are the boyfriend of one of my younger firefighters, besides Melissa told me some really funny anecdotes about you... Can I help you with something? I'm a little bit busy" - You asked seriously looking at your paperwork again

-"He is not, we are not... Did he said something to you?... Nevermind, that's not why I'm here for, I'm here for Melissa..."-Jacob spoke, smiling a little as he saw your interest return to him at the slightest mention of the redhead, you put your papers aside and looked at it with complete attention

-"What happened to Melissa? It she ok?" - Your voice sounded really worried

-"She is not, she is sad because you didn't call her again and you run away in the middle of the night after interrupting my beauty sleep with those screams... Why haven't you call her again?" - He asked with a frown, approaching you more confidently

-"Because I can't..."-You whispered without looking at him

-"WHY!?" - He yelled at you slamming your desk, but his anger and confidence quickly disappeared when you stood up from your desk with a frown and crossing arms facing him, sudently he felt small and had to take a few steps back-"Why ma'am? If you care to tell me, please" - He asked again but softer this time

-"Because I can't do casual, no with her at least... Melissa wants casual sex, no a relationship right now, and I can't do it... Have you seen her? We had this amazing connection, amazing chats, amazing dancing, funny moments and amazing sex and she is amazing... Do you know how often that happens in a first date? Never... Even my first date with my husband was worse and I end up marring him... I can't do casual sex after that, I can't when I feel that kind of connection with her... And if I keep seeing her I won't be able to say no everytime she asks me to come, and that would only destroy me more because I will keep my hopes up even if I know it's a dead end... I got scared of getting hurt okey?"-You sighed a little, embarrassed to admit that out loud while almost a complete stranger listened to you. Jacob, on the other hand, didn't know what excuse for your behavior he was waiting for, but it certainly wasn't that.

-"I... Didn't knew, sorry... But at least you own her an explanation, you can't vanish like that, she is sad and it scares me when she is sad... Please talk to her" - His friend whispered and you sighed

-"I'll talk to her... Later, I need to work right now..."-You whispered going back to your desk and he nodded opening the door

-"Thank you..."-He answered

-"By the way cupid, make a move on your friend, he will say yes, he is always checking his phone at work for your messages, God knows how many times I gave him a warning for being with that phone talking to you at work..."-You whispered without looking at him, but you could feel the way he smiled at your comment when he closed the door.

Hours later, you went to pick up your son from school, arriving a little bit earlier, trying to see Mel and talk a little before your son finished his classes.

After introducing yourself at the entrance, you made your way to Melissa's classroom to find it empty, confused you walked down the hallway until you heard her familiar tone of voice

-"Fudge! How is possible that he keeps winning?!" - The redhead spoke annoyed, looking at her phone while sitting in the teacher's room. You approached carefully and knocked on the door gently to get her attention, when her gaze fell on your face she raised her eyebrows in surprise, but quickly her face changed to seriousness and she looked back at her phone

-"Hi Melissa..."-You whispered but she didn't even look at you, you sighed and moved a little closer carefully-"How are you?..."-You gave her a little smile

-"Fine"-It was all the answer she gave you

-"Look... I can see you are mad at me and you are in all your right... I'm sorry for not answering your texts this few days" - You whispered and she just shrugged her shoulders

-"I don't care..."-She replied curtly again and you walked closer to her

-"I am really sorry, I didn't wanted to hurt you... I just got scared of how fast everything went and didn't find the strength to answer..."-You whispered looking at her-"Do you think I could have another chance? I know you felt our connection too, maybe it's worth another try? I promise not to disappear again" - You muttered and she looked at you over the edge of her glasses

-"I can't, I'm busy, I have a date with someone tonight" - She replied seriously and you sighed, on one hand you were afraid of the anger in her eyes and on the other hand this was exactly what you feared, she didn't want something serious and the fact that she already had another date after 3 days of being with you confirmed it even more

-"Oh, Okey, sorry for bother you"-You whispered walking to the door-"And sorry for ignoring you..."-You left the room heading to the exit to wait for your kid. For some reason the redhead's response had hurt you more than you'd like to admit, though maybe the fact that you ignored her had pushed her to that, you thought maybe you'd get another chance. Maybe you'd have to get used to mediocre dates since no other could match the connection you'd had with her in the first one.

After being lost in thought, your son ran out of school towards you with his small backpack on his back, smiling a lot when he saw that you were the one who went to pick him up

-"Mommy!" - The little one hugged you tight and you hugged him too, needing those hugs more than he knew. When he stepped back a little and saw your face, he frowned-"Why are you crying mom?"-Your son took your face with his little hands and you sighed, you didn't even realize that a tear had escaped your eye

-"It's just that I missed you so much" - You whispered and hugged him again-"Do you want to go for ice cream?" - You asked and he smiled and nodded excitedly.

Another week passed and your station had returned to Abbot to take the CPR trainer test to the teachers who had not been present the past time and again to a few who didn't do it correctly, although you did not want to go, the other firefighters had training exercises and you were one of the few who was free, so you had to attend along with Jacob's "friend", Avi.

Gregory, Melissa, Ava,Janine, Jacob and another teachers had to take it again, so there was no scape of seeing the redhead.

When you arrived, you prepared the room with the practice dummies, placing some on the floor and others on tables. When everything was ready, the teachers came in. Melissa frowned as she walked in and saw you, but you just decided to keep greeting them as if nothing happened.

As the exercises began you leat Avi lead the way and you stood on a corner in silence with a very rigid posture, you could quickly saw why Melissa had failed her previous test, she had terrible posture and her compressions were very weak, Jacob was there because he wanted, Janine was doing it again because she hadn't taken the proper time to do it last time and Ava and Gregory had to do it because they hadn't been certified because they hadn't been present the time before.

-"I want to clarify a couple of things... Since the previous instructor didn't explain everything that was needed... Before we start compressions, you need to check that you don't have anything around that could cause further harm to you or the victim, like fire around or something that could fall on you. Second, you need to check first if the person is conscious, to start CPR, you need to have 3 missing things, no breathing, no movement and no response on someone, at that point you need to ask someone to call 911 while you start the compressions, if there is no one around, you call it first and then start the compression. The person has to be on a hard and flat surface, we are going to find the center of the chest, place one hand on top of the other and interlace the fingers, pressing mostly with our palm. We bend over the victim, our elbows locked and arms straight. They have to be at least 2 inches deep and at least 100 times per minute, it's more than one per second so they have to be fast and consistent"-As you explained each step, you only looked your eyes at the doll or the others avoiding the redhead, even though you knew her gaze was fixed on you-"Every 30 compressions, keep count, give 2 breaths to the victim... If you start to get tired, it is preferable to have someone else continue the compressions for you while you rest, because if you are tired your compressions will not be as deep as they were at the beginning nor will they be very effective... Here at school they have masks to give mouth-to-mouth breathing, they cover the nose and the mouth and they are only one way air pass, it is preferable that you use them as this way we avoid contaminating ourselves with viruses, budy fluids or contagious deseases. If we don't have a breathing shield to do it and we are not sure if we should touch the other person's mouth, remember that CPR without mouth to mouth interaction is also effective and can provide the effect that we need in a safer way. Now! Pay attention, it's different for children till the age of 15 depending how big they are. You still have to control the same thing as at the beginning, check if they breathe, move or have reactions. Check that the environment is safe and call the 911. But when we start compressions, you will do it with one hand only, no both because children chest are more fragile and we can broke a bone... After 30 compressions, you breath twice on their mouth using the face shield or breathing mask and then keep with the compressions until the ambulance arrives... Any questions?"-You finished your explanation and asked as everyone shook their heads-"Okey, then, if everyone payed attention, dived yourself into couples and start your compressions, if everything goes as we instructed, you will have your certificate at the end of the class"-You commented and watched as everyone worked.

Melissa was annoyed with the lack of attention you were paying to her, but it started to bother her more when her name started coming out of your mouth non stop

-"Melissa you didn't check your surroundings" "Melissa you need do deeper compressions" "Melissa arms straight" "Melissa, faster" "Melissa use the face shield" "Melissa, Melissa, Melissa" - she was tired of hearing you complain about her all the time, even tho in reality you were checking everyone's movements.

The redhead put the doll aside and stood in front of you with her arms crossed and her brow furrowed

-"Can we talk in the next room?"-She asked and you looked at her with a frown too

-"Avi, keep checking them, I'll be back in a minute" - You commented by following the redhead to another classroom

-"What was all of that?! You were being a bitch to me!" - The redhead whispered/screamed

-"I just was correcting what was needed to be corrected, it's my job, you need to do the things right to get your certificate" - You muttered authoritatively and she scoffed

-"Admit it you were only trying to make me embarrassed! You are only mad at me because I didn't accept another date after you vanish for three days!" - The redhead tapped your shoulder trying to push you but she didn't move you an inch, on the contrary, you got closer to her coming face to face

-"I'm not mad at you for that! I'm mad at myself because I run away because it scared me how casual everything is with you!" - You replied with a frown

-"I didn't wanted casual with you! I wanted a million more dates! You think I didn't felt that connection with you?!" - Melissa commented annoyed

-"Then why you went out dating again so soon?" - This time your tone of voice was calmer and softer, but little hurt

-"I didn't had a date, I just wanted you to feel hurt like I felt..."-she confessed and you sighed

-"I hate you" - You whispered laughing softly - "I hate that that worked" - You confessed and she smiled arrogantly

-"I hate you too" - She said and tried to give you a little peck, but you grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to you kissing her deeper, grabbing her jacket with force and making her moan a little bit when you pull apart biting softly her lip- Can we have another date tomorrow?" - She whispered over your lips

-"Chris has a football game and I promise to be there" - You whispered and she signed-"But you are invited if you want... He will be happy to have more people cheering him" - You commented and she smiled

-"I will love it..."-she answered and walked away toward the door

-"The kiss doesn't mean that you don't need to be better at the test, if you don't improve I won't give you the certificate" - You confessed and she rolled her eyes

-"I hate you!" - She replied and you laughed walking behind her.

[vesora]

3D Unfavourable Circumstances: Experience Ramble + Reminder

We have all heard that the 4D is the source reality which the 3D then projects.

What happens when undesirable circumstances occur in your reality?

The past few days I have been feeling incredibly shit because of some circumstances and I fell down a spiral of self-loathing, wanting to hide from the world and just leaving life. When something bad happened, I said to myself omg sora youre so unlucky, your life is so shit all the time, no one likes you sora, sora you will die alone and I revelled in that. I immersed myself in that feeling because it was so comfortable to me because pain was what I felt for a long period of time so I actually started chastising me for it. I didn't understand how I manifested these bad things to happen and I felt like a failure in manifestation because why weren't they going away? The thing about me though is I always had both a good view and a bad view of myself so my mind was in a constant fight with each other. With LOA, I now learn that I can choose to give power to only the good side until the bad side dissipates away.

As one of the unfavourable circumstances happened, I let myself feel anxious but in my head I also affirmed against it. "Wow I am so lucky. I am having such a beautiful day. I love life so much." Usually I wouldn't let myself revise because I felt that was important in my development but now I just let go and choose my happiness FIRST. I can learn lessons and still be able to revise any desired events.

when any circumstance happens,

the 3d looks to YOU for validation.

A misconception we have even if we know the law is that the 3d is indicative of our success or not when in reality its only job is to reflect what you believe. When you're in any circumstance, the 3d looks at you and sees your reactions whether you accept it or not and then reacts accordingly. If things don't rectify immediately, do not worry, KEEP PERSISTING. Its only job is to fulfill your beliefs, right or wrong.

What if you react to the 3d?

It's really okay if you do. Your manifestations are not going anywhere. If you can in the moment though, affirm against it. It's not easy, it can be hard even for me but you must only focus on the new story primarily. Dont worry if you think ab the old story don't worry at all, you're still manifesting everything!

When I went through a self loathing spiral, I realised people around me were more prone to picking fights with me because I was unable to let that shit go. I kept focusing on how people are mean to me and how people don't understand me, forgetting I am the cause AND the solution.

I opened a healing meditation and my body was rejecting it at first but I finally let myself relax. Once I got into a calmer state, I started affirming good things and things were back to normal again. Progress might not be linear so do not give up.

Tldr; the 3d looks to you for validation. you are the only influence for your reality, use this power to be happy. it's ok to react to the 3d, remember to revise later. Do something that calms your body. Remember not all thoughts are true, only accept the thoughts you want because you choose which thoughts are true so choose the good ones. Youre not a failure, your body and mind might be going crazy sometimes but that doesn't mean you're a failure. Just affirm against it, whether its at that moment or later.

Don't overthink things. If bad things happen, stop asking yourself why, just focus on the 4D and leave the 3D alone or know that it must change and your pain is temporary sweetheart. It will go away, it must. Life was not made for suffering. Life is supposed to be easy. I love you and hang in there.

[aishangotome]

Elbert Greetia: Chapter 14 Premium Story

Chapter 14

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--A gentle breeze blows through the deserted flower field.

Kate: Mmm, this feels so good...!

Elbert: ...Yeah.

We set the basket near a spot dappled with sunlight and sit down right beside it.

Kate: I love days like this, with such nice weather. How about you, Lord Elbert?

Elbert: I prefer sunny days too; they make me feel calmer. ...Though I don't dislike the rain either.

Finding out Lord Elbert's likes and what he finds enjoyable... something that can make him happy. That's my secret goal for today.

We chat idly as we arrange the bread and scones we brought onto a cloth.

Kate: Do you prefer your scones with jam, Lord Elbert?

Elbert: Ah... yes, I suppose I do tend to put jam on them more often than clotted cream.

Elbert: I'm not very fond of milk, to begin with.

Kate: You like bitter things and dislike milk... You have quite the adult palate.

Elbert: ...And you?

Kate: I... I like both sweet and bitter things... And I put both cream and jam on my scones.

Elbert: ...Hehe.

Kate: What is it...?

Elbert: Your... unexpectedly gluttonous side is... cute.

Kate: ...!

Elbert: You have some cream... right here.

He wipes my mouth with his finger, and I quickly turn my flushed face away.

Kate: Th-thank you...

(Dislikes milk, likes bitter things.)

(Doesn't have much of an appetite... but probably doesn't mind watching me eat...)

The casual conversation continues until we finish the scones, and Lord Elbert tells me all sorts of things.

How horse racing is popular among the nobility, but Lord Elbert isn't very interested in gambling.

He prefers to go horseback riding himself.

With each new thing I learn, my heart can't help but leap with joy.

Kate: ...I'm so happy to hear about all the things you like, Lord Elbert.

(I'm supposed to be trying to understand him to help him, but...)

(I'm the only one getting happy... It's almost a bit troubling.)

As I mutter this while sipping my after-meal tea, Lord Elbert suddenly turns to face me.

Elbert: ...Have you decided to give me your heart?

Kate: Eh!?

I almost drop the teacup I'm holding, but I manage to gently set it down on the saucer.

Kate: N-not yet... not yet.

Elbert: I see... That's unfortunate.

Kate: W-Wow, look! This flower is so pretty!

I deliberately changed the subject, avoiding his piercing gaze.

(...I need to stay strong.)

(If he realizes that my heart has already been stolen...)

(I might be taken away, just like...)

(Just like the other collectibles, displayed in that room.)

Elbert: ...Indeed, it's a lovely flower.

Whether he noticed my attempt to deceive him or not, Elbert shifted his gaze to a small flower blooming nearby.

Elbert: I used to enjoy making flower crowns...when I was a child.

Kate: ...Crowns...?

My gaze is naturally drawn to his profile, as if he's reminiscing about something.

Elbert: Everyone always smiled happily when I gave them presents...

His fingers, like those of an artist, gently pluck the flowers and skillfully weave them into a crown.

Kate: Wow... You're really good at this.

Elbert: ...Here you go.

Elbert gently places the flower crown on my head.

Kate: Thank you...

Elbert: .......

His happy smile makes my chest tighten with a bittersweet ache.

(He likes making flower crowns... and making others smile.)

I gently touch the flower crown.

I feel like Elbert, who continues to collect beautiful things, is fundamentally the same as the young Elbert who made these flower crowns.

(He wanted the people around him to smile...)

(That's all it was, wasn't it?)

Along with affection, pain wells up in my chest.

It's his overly pure kindness that's causing him pain.

Kate: ...That's a wonderful talent, just like you, Lord Elbert.

Lacking the confidence to hide my pain, I lower my head and tremble.

Elbert: ...Kate.

Suddenly, he calls my name in a serious tone.

Kate: Yes...?

(...!)

When I raise my face, jewel-like eyes are right in front of me.

Long golden eyelashes and porcelain-like skin are somehow so close...

(Ah, his lips...)

Just as I think they're about to touch, I instinctively push Elbert's chest away.

Kate: L-Lord Elbert, what are you...?

Elbert: I want to kiss you.

Kate: ...What?

His low, husky voice whispers, close enough for me to feel his breath.

That alone makes my head spin, to the point where I forget how we were even conversing a moment ago.

Kate: But why...?

Elbert: Because you won't kiss me.

Kate: B-But that's... I...

Elbert: I want to touch you more.

Elbert: .......I want to know your voice, your breath, your body temperature, everything.

Kate: ... N-no, I can't.

Elbert: ... Really?

Kate: ...

His probing gaze made her words catch in her throat.

(Because...)

(This is... to "possess" me, isn't it...?)

Elbert: The more I look at you, the more unbearable the pain becomes...

Elbert: ... It's like poison is coursing through my body.

Elbert: If you would become mine--- surely this pain would disappear.

(Don't look at me with such serious eyes...)

---My heart wavered.

I couldn't bring herself to believe that this plea was a trick to possess me.

Lord Elbert wasn't a man of many words or expressions, but he was a man who didn't lie.

That's why I couldn't help but hope.

I hoped that Lord Elbert simply wanted to touch me because he genuinely liked me.

(If I... confessed my feelings for Lord Elbert)

(Perhaps Lord Elbert would forgive himself and wish for happiness with me)

It's like "true love's kiss," breaking the evil spell that torments him—

I might be able to save the kind Elbert from the sins he carries and the acts he does to atone for them.

I can't help but wish for such a fairy tale.

(To be the key to saving Elbert)

(If only I could become it—)

Elbert: ... Move your hand away.

Kate: ...!

Elbert: Kate.

His voice, mixed with a sigh, makes his shoulders tremble.

Kate: ... Please don't whisper in my ear like that...

Elbert: Why not? ... Because you won't be able to push me away with your hands anymore?

Kate: Because I... I won't be able to stay calm...

Elbert: Does that mean... you're captivated by me?

Elbert: ... If so, I have no reason to stop.

Kate: ...

My heart is beating so loudly, it feels like it's going to break.

It's screaming, wanting me to give in to this impulse.

Elbert: Kate...

Kate: Ah...

Elbert's arms wrap around me from behind, embracing me gently.

Through my palm, still pressed against his chest, I can feel his heartbeat quickening too.

(How easily he embraces me)

I'm reminded that my resistance is but a trifle.

Elbert could easily hold me like this at any moment.

He could forcefully take my lips.

(But... he waits for my answer because)

(He's worried that if he's rough with me, he won't be able to captivate my heart...?)

(Or... is it because he doesn't just want to take me, but because he...)

A faint hope swells in my chest, threatening to burst.

Elbert: ...Kate.

Kate: ... Ah...

I feel the touch of thin lips on my earlobe.

It's such a faint sensation, I can't tell if it's accidental or intentional, but it sends a sweet shiver through my skin, making me feel unbearable.

Kate: ... Lord Elbert...

Elbert: Why don't you push me away?

Kate: ...

(Because...)

(Because I love you, hopelessly...)

(I really want you to touch me)

(I want to tell you that I love you and kiss you)

(But, what if)

(What if Elbert can't forgive himself, even if he's loved by me?)

Elbert will take me, who confessed to being captivated by him.

As an offering to atone for his sins.

(To hurt and "take" someone who says they "love" him—)

(It would hurt Elbert... so deeply)

Kate: ... N-no.

Exhaling a heated breath, desperately pulling myself together, I pushed back against Elbert's chest.

Kate: Please, don't kiss me...

Elbert: .............

It was a choice that wouldn't save him, but wouldn't hurt him either.

I didn't know it would be this painful to say words that go against my heart.

Elbert: ... Alright.

Elbert muttered quietly and gently let me go.

(... Ah... In truth)

(In truth, I don't want you to let go)

A burning impatience to chase after him and a slight sense of relief mingle together in my chest.

Just then—

Kate: —!

Elbert's head rests on my shoulder.

Elbert: ... Will you allow me this much?

His golden hair brushes against my neck.

I can't see his expression well, but... his voice sounds sad and relieved at the same time.

Kate: ... Yes.

Elbert: Thank you...

He nuzzles his forehead against my shoulder like a child seeking comfort.

(... I want to hug him)

It's painful not being able to tell him how much I cherish him.

We stayed like that until sunset, leaning against each other, swaying in a fragile peace that could be shattered by the slightest touch.

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That night, after dinner, Victor and William called us over.

William: About the auction Elbert was invited to, the one hosted by Bernard Trading Company...

William: It seems highly likely that Bernard, the head of the company, will be there.

Victor: If we win the bid for the main attraction, we might have a chance to make contact with him.

(The main attraction... He must mean the blue diamond.)

William: It would be ideal if we could get Bernard alone during the event and eliminate him.

William: But even if we can't, just create an excuse to contact him later, that's all we need.

Elbert: ... Yeah... Got it.

William: We're counting on you. Oh, right.

William: Apparently, to attend this social party, you need to bring a partner...

William: Elbert, have you decided who you'll take?

Without hesitation, Elbert's gaze settles on me.

Elbert: Kate... I'd like you to come with me.

I somehow manage to regain my composure and suppress the pounding in my chest.

Kate: ... Yes, I'd be happy to.

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Chapter 15

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[scribiel]

Bad Omens — Ryomen Sukuna x fem! Reader

cw // explicit content , toxic relationship , blood , stalking , manipulation , gaslight , misspellings and grammar errors (sorry, english isnt my first language)

Three months into the relationship, it was beautiful. You began to unravel many sides of him: the clingy one, he didnt want to let you go in public places, which you found cute; the jealous one, for simple reason such as a waiter hitting on you, which ofc, again you found it cute. You noticed that he was so posessive yet so loving, which made you think it was cute and tolerable.

Eight months into, you started to realize that Sukuna had loved you enough to show you his true colors: tough love. There were times, he didnt give you shelter when you were vulnerable. You thought, 'oh, maybe that's his way of loving. To strengthen people he loves.'

And you thought, that was okay. Maybe you really needed that. A hands to strengthen you, not to share your tears and burden.

Sukuna told you how much he hated to see you cry. So you never did.

The love grew stronger, but so did the jealousy and other bad omens he showed. There was once, where you accidentally set his jealousy on fire, then he cornered you—just as usual— you couldnt lie to yourself that it was hot. But, then he pulled a sudden move that put you in a shock. He punched the wall next to your head. And it wasnt once. He had to do it again. Again. And again. Until he pulled it, placed it next to his body; and you saw red blood dripping from his knuckles.

Seeing horror in your face, Sukuna suddenly looked down, He didn't have courage to look you in the eyes, but somehow, his hands managed to cup your face. He placed a soft kiss upon your forehead as he whispered softly, "I am so so so sorry. But you have to understand that it was also your doing. I was so scared to lose you."

He continued, "I cant lose you. And please please don't leave me."

You set into shambles. "I am so so sorry, Sukuna."

His words had gotten into you. Maybe bcs it was the feeling when someone didnt want to lose you, or the sense of belonging, or just a blind devoted person in the name of love.

There were many times you fought. Most of the fights were caused by how wierd his ex behaved, Uraume. You told him that it was very unusual to have your ex do whatever you ask. It was more like a master and servant not like a romantic relationship. But, again, he shook it off. And the way he acted—the i never want to lose you, the i love you, the possessiveness, the clinginess— made you believe that he loves you.

One day, you told this to your friends—Satoru and Suguru. Shoko couldn’t be there due to an emergency operation she had to perform— and both of your friends agreed that it was very weird for Sukuna and Uraume; and he might not love you that much. But you opposed their opinion, you firmly assured them, “No! I do think he treats me the way I deserve to be treated.”

Suguru frowned. “That isn’t love.”

You shook your head. “It’s tough love!”

Suguru looked concerned. “You know, you should really run away. Stat.”

You got home and Sukuna was frowning. He was irritated. You thought something was wrong with his day … or you did something that made him irritated. Satoru’s jacket. On your shoulder.

Oh. Wow.

He stood up from the sofa, began to walk toward you, caged you in the corner. His knuckles brushed against your cheek. “You know I don’t like it.”

He whispered in your ears, “I saw the guy with the dark hair taking you home. What a whore. Wearing another man’s jacket and taken home with a different man? And then come home to me?”

“What?! You saw?!” You realized he was stalking you.

You pushed him, getting out from that corner. “We should break up!”

Two steps away, and Sukuna grabbed your wrist, a little too tight that it made you whine from the pain. “There’s no breaking up with me.”

You tried to shake his grip off, trying to pull back your hand. “Let me go!”

Somehow, you managed to. Three steps ahead, he pulled your hair, and it made you turn around and face him. And his hands swiftly moved to your neck, applying a small pressure to your neck. It was a reminder about who was in control. You could feel the air start leaving you, making you feel dizzy. And when Sukuna realized, he took the chance by whispering sweet nothings, “You know I love you. And I can’t live without you.”

Suguru’s words flashed in your mind. You really should run, but Sukuna’s words started to corrupt your mind, leaving you no choice but to be in chains. You cried, mourning for the sanity that was left in you. All you thought was how helpless you were.

You cried, “Your ex! Cant Uraume just get away from you!? Fuck … you are insane, Sukuna.”

“I love you,” he repeated. “You should know that you made me behave like this. I am losing my head at the thought of you leaving.”

Another bad omen that you chose to ignore the moment he continued his sentence, “And I’ll harm anyone who tries to take you away from me. Even both of your beloved friends.”

So then, your wings of freedom had just been chopped into small.pieces. You felt his hands moving to your cheeks, cupping them and wiping the tears away. And back to the starting point of the cycle, he kissed you again, rough and aggressive, like a man who had not known to feast at all. The problem was you melted from his touch again, you felt your heart beating faster. So then you closed your eyes and kissed him back. It was painful, yet thrilling. So bitter, yet so sweet. Heart beating, be it adrenaline or love, you couldn’t care less. You could only feel this good, confused, as if your head was in cloud nine, with Sukuna and Sukuna only.

“I’ll show you why Uraume shouldn’t be your concern.”

You realized, like many nights you had fought with him before, the solution always came to one place: the bed. Angrily did the deed; leather whip; and handcuffed.

And this morning, you woke up because you heard Sukuna was moaning your name. Or perhaps it was just a dream. But when your vision became clearer, you saw Sukuna rocking his hips against Uraume, he was doing it with her while moaning your name.

Handcuffed on the bed, you couldn’t escape or run. As he realized you had woken up, he stopped and pulled out from Uraume. He smirked at you. “I take back my words when I said tears don't suit you. It does.”

Sukuna walked to you and started kissing you. “You see what I did? Fucking her and only you in my mind. I could never dare to do you if you are unconscious”

Tears flowed more and more, and he licked them. You saw Urame approaching the bed. “Master Sukuna ordered me to please you more as he does the deed with you later.”

“See? She doesn't mind. She’s a servant and you are a lover. My lover.”

The moment Sukuna’s knuckle brushed softly against your left cheek, you had come to realize that you were a bird with wings chopped into pieces in a red and bloody cage

[petras-drizzt-corner]

Starless Night was... an experience

like wow so many things happened in such a short period of time

Spolers below, friends!

my rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ HOLY CRAP!! If I thought the legacy was good, Starless Night was amazing!! This book was so emotional, adventure-packed, and filled with juicy Artemis and Drizzt moments

OKAY first off let's talk plot points I haven't gotten to in earlier posts -Catti and Drizzt yall cannot keep kissing and being like "oh it's platonic" like OH ITS NOT -Catti-Brie and Artemis' alliance showed me they are GREAT frenemies and now I kind of want a little Drizzt/Catti/Artemis polycule -Look I am a slut for pain coming upon my favorite characters so Vendes torturing Drizzt was TOP TIER -Regis being the commander of the dwarves??? THAT IS SO CUTE like this little guy!! He's changed a lot, but I still love him -And OK what's with Dantrag's sword??? Can we not be evil for twelve seconds you're legit just metal -And um. Wulfgar is still dead. Like I swear he was in other books but maybe not like??? hello?? I'm not really complaining still tho

So now, let's talk about Bruenor I feel like I almost cried multiple times reading about him. He's such a fiery character and to see him so broken was just depressing. I will never not sing Salvatore's praise when it comes to grief, especially when he writes it for characters like Bruenor, who seem just impenetrable and like nothing can defeat them. I think it really goes to show how beautiful the series is when something so typically superficial like fantasy is written with such deep emotion.

Now that I have made you sob with me, it's time for the inevitable rant about other miscellaneous things!

Like, yknow. Jarlaxe. Heheeeeee he has me SWOONING. Like I'm not even mad he kidnapped Catti-Brie cause he's H O T .

And again. If Catti and Drizzt don't get together soon, there will be hands.

Well, I think that's all for me, at least for now. How obsessed were you with the stalactite dropping on the Baenre compound? -Petra !

[meiru-sama]

♡ Yandere Neighbor ♡

This story contains: yandere behaviour, obsession, sexual harrassment, non/con stalking , age gap.

You stared outside of your window, staring at a fine man with jet black hair. You smiled while he entered the house across from yours before you grabbed your phone and started to text your friends, telling them how hot your new neighbor was but you pause when you saw his green eyes landing on you, a was platered on his lips. You averted eye contact while you can feel your face getting hot.

The next thing you know is that you are sitting on a couch while carrying a plate full of cookies on your hand and a cold sweat running down your cheeks. The male who sat across of you gave you a charming smile while you placed the plate in the coffee table infront of you.

"Name's Ethan." He started, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "(Y/N), it's nice to meet you sir Ethan." You said, smiling as Ethan grabbed a piece of cookie from the plate then placing it on his mouth to take a bite. "Your mom made this?" He asked, licking his lips while you nodded. "It's very delicious..you should tell your mom to often give me sweets. I like what she makes."

A blush formed your cheeks before muttering a yes. "Anyways (Y/N), you should tell me more about yourself." The black haired male said while he sat beside you. "What's your age sweetheart?" You shifted uncomfortably before responding. "Im still 18 " the male hummed in response, eyeing you up and down. "Ooh, you are still 18?" (your body tells me me you are not.)

"How about you sir Ethan?" You asked while you tilted your head. "Well it's a secret cause i know im pretty old and i hate to admit it." He dramatically said making you chuckle. "But i used to be a teacher." "Looking at you. I feel like you're already 24 years old." You guessed, a soft smile still plastered on your lips. "Close, but im actually 26" he chuckled. "Wow, you are pretty old!" You said making him wipe a fake tear dramatically, you laughed at his actions while he joined you. But suddenly you were surprise when you felt a weight on your thighs, you looked down and saw the male's hand resting on your thighs.

You gulped, thinking he just did it accidentally but you felt his hand brushing in your thighs making you pull away from him. The male looked at you with his eyes, a glint of lust and hunger beautiful green orbs.

You were about to stand up but then he pulled your wrist, forcing you to sit down on his lap. "Where do you think you are going bunny? Let's have some fun." The black haired male cooed in your ear making you shiver while his hands started to make its way up to your chest. "Let me go !" You shouted while you tried to get away from his firm grip. Ethan just chuckled and started to attack your neck making you moan in pain as he started to bite and lick a spot. God your moans make him more hard than he already is. He traveled his hands again to your thighs, brushing his hand between your legs.

"F-fuck." You cursed, still trying so hard but finally you manage to escape his grasp. You quickly slapped him with all your strength, his head whipped to the side, his now black hair covering his eyes. You quickly run back to your own house while sobbing, you entered the family house and you find no one, not even your mother so you had no one to comfort you. You quickly locked all the doors and windows before you made your way up to your room. You laid on your bed and wrapped your blanket around you figure while hugging your stuffed toy. You grabbed your phone from the small table beside your bed, calling your bestfriend to come over. They were the first one you call when something is bothering you or you needed a shoulder to cry on.

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A male with glowing green eyes stared outside of his window. He was staring at your room's window, it was dark inside but he can still see your figure. You were still sobbing while you took off all of your clothes making the man quickly grab his camera and he quickly took a picture of you with a grin on his lips.

He then placed his camera back to where it belong while you went to the shower, tears still streaming down your face. You hated it. You hated how naive you are, how you quickly trust people and how he touched you. It was disgusting. You choked a sob while you sat on your bathtub, your nails running deeply to your skin, to where he touched you.

. . .

The black haired male softly laughed while his heart started to beat faster cause of excitement, crimson blush started to adorn his cheeks.

"Finally.. i found you."

(This is not the part 2 of the demon!)

[instexcamera]

HiMERU x Mayoi x Male!reader

Tags: spitroasting (HiMERU), Anal sex, Blowjob, Small blood mention

Authors Note: Wow I'm back! I got really burnt out and was meaning to do a request but I just couldn't find the motivation for it and scrapped every version I made, and unfortunately learned I can't write certain characters so I will be updating my don't write for list. I am sorry for that. But I did want to write something so I did this! Hope y'all enjoy it however it's not my best work! (I spun a kink wheel to figure out what to do with this) I also have a Wataru fic coming soon too!

Word Count: 1k

18+ under the cut

Choked moans and slaps fill the room. Across from you with a shaking hand clamped over his mouth is Mayoi, eyes staring unseeing towards the ceiling. His body occasionally trembled, chest flushed and rapidly rising and falling. This side of him was beautiful, drowning in pleasure and struggling to keep quiet.

Below you is an even more tantalizing sight. HiMERU, his back slightly arched, pale blue hair tousled from where Mayoi had been grabbing it. You couldn't see his face, just the back of his head since his mouth was stuffed full of Mayoi. That was the only issue with your position but that doesn't linger on your mind when HiMERU clenches down on your cock.

The sudden warm wetness causes your mind to blank. You hadn't expected him to be so tight since Mayoi had already used his hole before switching to his mouth. Mayoi whimpers, the noise momentarily bringing you back before HiMERUs ass is forced back against your hips, pushing your cock as deep as it can go.

You barely register his choked moans and shaking body as your hands unconsciously grip his sides hard enough to bruise. HiMERU makes a pained gasp which cuts off, Mayoi using the opportunity to shove his cock further down HiMERUs throat. HiMERU's clenched so tightly around you it seems impossible to pull out.

Mayoi continues to fuck his face as you watch him with half lidded eyes. Both HiMERU and Mayoi look so stunning like this, Mayoi even more so when he takes the hand clamped over his mouth down to knot in HiMERUs hair. His mouth slightly open, tongue just barely escaping past his swollen lips. His eyes quickly turn down to gaze at HiMERU, mouth quickly turning into a smile.

"Fufufu, HiMERU you look so adorable with your cheeks stuffed. I'm overjoyed that someone like me gets to see you in this state, and with the Producer too. I could die happy right now!" His words cause the heat in your stomach to pool. It must have affected HiMERU more as he tightens once more from when he relaxed, making you groan. Mayois eyes quickly switch to you, body jolting as he stutters. "I'm close, Hi-HiMERUs mouth is too pure yet he's using it to give a being like me pleasure. And you're looking at me with such a gaze. Ah, I won't last much longer."

Momentarily forgetting HiMERU for a moment to focus on Mayoi. His deprecating words during intimate moments such as this upset you. Mayoi should be feeling loved and not insulting himself. HiMERU must have thought the same as his body collapsed under you, ass staying in the air and choking himself once more to bring a hand up to Mayois free one. Holding it in his own as he rubs Mayois' knuckles.

"Don't insult yourself right now Mayoi, just focus on the slut with your cock down his throat. I'm sure he doesn't mind it with how he was begging for it earlier." HiMERU manages a whine as Mayois eyes widen in shock as he stutters out something resembling a yes. His compliant way of agreeing and his fucked out expression make you want to kiss him. To capture his mouth as he reaches pure bliss using HiMERUs mouth.

Acting on your thoughts you lean over, one hand reaching for Mayoi, the other on HiMERU to steady yourself. Mayoi understands right away what you want and closes the rest of the distance, lips slotting together perfectly. The position was slightly uncomfortable, hips pushed as close as they can get against HiMERUs ass, cock fit snugly inside him. He seems to enjoy it as his volume level increases the longer your kiss with Mayoi lasts.

Mayoi starts to nibble on your bottom lip and you begin to part your lips for him before his body shakes. The sharp points of his teeth dig into your skin rather harshly, the metallic taste of blood soon flooding your mouth. It wasn't unwelcome, rather arousing as your hips start unconsciously grinding against HiMERUs ass. Mayoi jerks away soon after, body hitting against the headboard and forcing his cock to slip from HiMERUs mouth with a strangled gag.

Mayois' face looked divine, lips slightly parted with saliva running down his chin from the kiss. His eyes were closed as he basked in post orgasmic bliss, violet hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. Now that Mayoi wasn't using HiMERUs throat like a cocksleeve his moans were free but still contained with a raspy quality to them.

You hadn't seen HiMERUs face yet and you wondered how debauched he looked. Pulling your cock out to the tip you grab hold of his waist, flipping him over and with one quick thrust you slam yourself back in him, starting a brutal pace. HiMERUs face looked ruined. Mayois cum covering his mouth, some even dripping from his nose when he choked too hard while Mayoi was finishing.

HiMERUs eyes roll to the back of his head when a hand moves to grab hold of his twitching cock, red from his prolonged release. "HiMERUs close, please-" He doesn't finish his sentence, a loud moan ripping out of his throat. It only adds fuel to how close you feel, the feeling in your stomach pooling the longer you push into his warm wetness.

HiMERUs body rocks back and forth with how rough the thrusts are. With no warning his back arches off the bed, cock spurting thin, milky white lines across his own chest, some landing on the sheets. He tightens up on your cock, riding out his orgasm and feeling him is enough to push you to yours. You spill inside HiMERU, shallowly thrusting into him to let him milk all he can from your spent cock.

Once you come back down from your high your body gives out, falling against HiMERUs sticky chest. His arms wrap around you as you struggle to look at Mayoi but he soon enters your vision, softly laughing as he runs a hand through your hair. "Fufufu, now let me take care of you."

[marvelwifesupernaturalmistress]

So I just finished Good Omens recently and I have a couple things to say and my family and friends are so done with my rants about different movies and TV shows.

1: Holy shit that was a good show! I honestly didn't expect much from the show but holy shit it blew me away with how good it was. It was comedic and I found myself laughing so much and it was so beautifully written the characters are just top tier amazing and wow what I'd give to just continuously rewatch it as if it's my first time watching it.

2: I watched supernatural and I thought wow never gonna find another show like this. One that brings me joy and sadness then I found this fucking wonderful amazing show! AND it made me even more sad like what the fuck how do I keep coming across shows that cause me so much fucking pain. Also can we talk about the parallels between the two shows. Oh look two characters working together to stop the end of the world one a demon and one's an angel, counting Dean a demon solely for this post plus demon Dean did exist, both are oh so obviously in love with each other but neither will admit it, most of the angels are dicks and we all hate metatron, there's a demon named Crowley and many more. I mean look at the similarities between Dean and Crowley. Both are in love with their angel best friend, both are absolutely in love with their car, love classic rock, both are some sassy bitches, both don't want to show their emotions but are big softies, and are both the better looking person in the couple (in my opinion). Then look at the similarities between Aziraphale and Crowley. Both are angels in trench coats who are in love with their best friend, they are manipulated, complicated, traumatized, beautiful angels, both have trouble understanding (some) human expressions, and both struggle with their loyalty to heaven. Also, is it just me or does the first like 10 seconds of End Titles- the one that got left in the car from Good Omens kinda sound like it could be a beginning to a Supernatural opening credits or is it just me?

3: My God David Tennant is FINE like I've seen his face sometimes haven't really seen him in much and was like ok yeah he's attractive and moved on. But then I saw him in this and I'm like wow now I get what everyone's talking about. Like just ahhh this man is fucking attractive! I'm honestly ashamed of myself for taking so long to realize.

4: So TikTok in all its wonderfulness blessed/cursed me with a bunch of Good Omens content the day after I finished watching good Omens. Including a looooooooot of people cosplaying as Crowley. And may I just say the people who cosplay him are fine as fuck! I mean it's really hard to dress up as Crowley and not look attractive I mean Crowley is a style icon. But holy shit the people are so fucking good looking like I just can't. My sexuality does a nose dive off the empire state building when looking at them. I was talking to a friend about it and she said it's a case of wanting to be with them or be them and I disagree. I want to be with them all. Just holy shit you want to look good dress like Crowley you'll look fantastic.

5: The effect this show has had on my life is insane. I have been obsessed with listening to Queen since I finished the show. Which I'm not complaining about at all they were my favorite and still are my favorite band before I even watched the show. I have barely listened to something that wasn't Queen or songs from the show since I binge watched the show. I'm listening to another one bites the dust while typing this. Once again not complaining. Also, did anyone else want to dye their hair like Crowley's when they finished the show? Cause I do. I have been blonde my whole life and never wanted to change it and now I want it red. And I need to know if I'm alone in this or not to determine how alarmed I should be.

6: They had no right making the relationship of Crowley and Aziraphale they way they did. First they made them friends who obviously were in love with each other but hid it then they give us them acting basically as a married couple being so fucking adorable and me just wanting the type of love they have for them to give us that ending of season two! I'm not gonna lie if my dad wasn't up and calmed me down I either would've spontaneously combusted from my literally shaking anger or went on a spree. Not sure what type of spree but a spree of some kind.

7: How all of you wonderful people didn't riot or harm Neil Gaiman is beyond me. First when season 1 ended y'all had to wait 2 years to even get a green light that there was gonna be a season 2 and then another 2 for it to finally come out. And then for the season final of season 2 to happen where then you had to wait even longer for season 3 to be greenlight is just you all have a greater will power than me. I'm coming into this with two seasons and a third confirmed so a round of applause to y'all. And now I completely understand why I kept hearing people say they hated Neil Gaiman and stuff like that.

And finally on a somewhat unrelated note I'm planning to watch Doctor who since I'm about to finish another show where can I find it and what order do I watch it in? I've heard many different answers on the order.

Thanks everyone for coming to my rant y'all are wonderful and everyone have a wonderful day!<3

[kanerallels]

My story for @sw-olives-and-grapes, which I finished JUST in time last night! It's a little messy and I'm not totally satisfied with the ending, but I hope you guys like it nonetheless!

Read on AO3!

(note for those who don't follow the link: Hera and Kanan's outfits are inspired by pictures I've seen of the Chinese hanfu! Also there are no real content warnings here)

“COME ON GUYS WE’RE GONNA BE LATE!”

“Since when is Ezra the one who wants to be on time?” Caleb Dume muttered, tugging at the collar of his tunic for the thousandth time. His formal Jedi robes might have been right for the occasion, but that didn’t stop them from being more uncomfortable than his usual attire.

Hera’s voice was muffled by the closed door of her room, where she was changing. “Probably since Sabine’s the one doing the fireworks after the ceremony. And he’s grown up more than we give him credit for, dear.”

“Don’t remind me,” Caleb said, sighing and letting the back of his head thump against the wall he was leaning against. “Seems like just yesterday he was falling off of roofs and causing international incidents with Mandalorians. Now he’s well on his way to becoming a Knight.”

As painful as it was to see his Padawan growing up, he was also proud. Ezra had become much wiser and more powerful since Caleb had first met him, and he was growing into a fine Jedi.

“You’ve done a good job of teaching him,” Hera pointed out, her tone knowing— as it always was. It sharpened into something a little more amused as she added, “And as I recall, you had a little something to do with that particular international incident.”

“Well, what was I supposed to do?” Caleb grumbled as Hera’s bedroom door hissed open. “Just leave you and Sabine to— wow.”

Hera lifted an eyebrow at him as she stepped out of the room. “You’re staring, Caleb.”

“I’m not,” Caleb said, staring. “You just… you look really nice.”

Nice didn’t quite sum it up. She was wearing a dress— a simple dark blue undertunic, with a full, fluttering skirt over it. It shaded from blue to a pale silver towards the hem, as did the light blue edged robe she wore over it. The upper half of the tunic had a blue panel, embroidered with silver and darker blue. Similar embroidery marked the hem of the robe.

The colors shimmered against her skin, and the flowing fabric made her look elegant and beautiful and Caleb felt his heart skip a beat at the sight of her, like it so often did. 

Judging by the half amused, half embarrassed smile Hera was giving him, he was still staring. Clearing his throat, Caleb said, “I, uh, I assumed you’d be wearing your dress uniform.”

“I was going to,” Hera said wryly. “But somehow, there was a mishap in the laundry, and Ezra turned it an unflattering shade of pink. And then it happened to be out when Sabine was working on getting the fireworks ready, and she set it partially on fire.”

Caleb snorted. “Wow. You’d almost think they were planning something like this.” Knowing Sabine and Ezra’s propensity for mischief, he wasn’t exactly surprised. Especially when he noted how similar the color of his blue and gray robes were to Hera’s dress.

Rolling her eyes, Hera said, “Oh, yeah. That would be such a shock, knowing these two.”

“HERA, CALEB, ZEB’S HERE AND HE’S IMPATIENT TOO,” Ezra yelled from down at the entry bay. “CAN WE JUST GO ALREADY?”

Exchanging an amused look with Hera, Caleb said, “We should probably get going.” Offering her his arm, he asked, “Are you ready?”

Looping her arm through his, Hera replied, “Always, dear.”

Together, they headed down to the entry bay. Ezra was waiting, wearing his own set of formal robes and bouncing up and down on his heels with impatience. Zeb was with him, looking bored and slightly fancier than usual in his Lasat Honor Guard uniform. Chopper was, for once, waiting near them without making trouble, although Kanan had a feeling that wouldn’t last long.

“Finally,” Ezra said, spotting them. “Let’s go! You look really nice, Hera. Uh, sorry about your uniform.”

“Don’t worry about it, Ezra,” Hera assured him. “And you’re right, we should get going. We don’t want to miss Caleb’s ceremony, after all.”

Letting out a groan as they headed down the ramp, Caleb said, “Don’t remind me.”

“What, you’re not looking forward to getting up in front of all those people?” Zeb asked, his grin just a little too wicked. “Getting that award and whatnot?”

“You’re enjoying this too much,” Caleb told him. “And it’s not an award, it’s just a ceremony honoring some of the people who fought in the last battles of the war here on Coruscant—”

“Like you,” Ezra said cheerfully. “And Rex— he’s gonna be there, right?”

“I think so— Ahsoka said she wanted someone there to distract her from being bored out of her mind,” Hera said, and Caleb snorted.

“Skywalker’s gonna be there. None of us are going to be bored.”

Together, they made their way to the speeder parked at the edge of the landing platform. As Zeb, Ezra, and Chopper slid into the back seat, Caleb took the front passenger seat, and Hera arranged her skirts neatly around her as she sat in the driver’s seat. Bringing the speeder to life, she moved them forward and into the flow of Coruscanti traffic.

Despite the general nature of traffic on Coruscant, especially in the evening, it wasn’t long before they arrived. Their goal, a small meeting hall in the upper levels, was lit up for the occasion, and surrounded by speeders— most of them piloted by droids dropping off their occupants.

As Hera brought their speeder to a stop nearby, switching it off, Caleb vaulted out and headed around to her side. Offering her a hand, he said, “Can I give you a hand?”

Accepting it, Hera let him help her out of the speeder, remarking, “Such a gentleman.”

“Well, I was raised right,” Caleb said, and behind them, Ezra groaned.

“If you guys are just going to flirt all night, I’m leaving.”

“Come on, Ezra,” came a familiar voice, and Caleb turned to see Ahsoka Tano heading towards them, grinning. She wore a sleeveless black dress with a high collar and a long skirt, her sabers hanging from a belt on either hip. “If you say that, you’ll be gone before they serve the food. Let alone the fireworks.”

“Fair enough,” Ezra said, heaving a long, dramatic sigh. “Guess I’ll just suffer.”

Rolling his eyes, Caleb turned to Ahsoka. “Good to see you— have you seen any of the others, yet?”

“Rex is inside,” she replied. “I came out here to look for you, and the Skywalker-Amidala brood.”

“I have a feeling we’ll hear him coming,” Hera said wryly. “Ezra, Zeb, Chopper, we should probably find our seats. I’ll be with you in just a minute.”

Ezra didn’t protest— another sign of how much he’d grown over the years, Caleb mused— just nodded and headed towards the hall, Zeb and Chopper on his heels.

Turning to him, Hera studied him for a moment. “Are you nervous?” she asked, moving forward to smooth down the front of his robes and straighten the sleeves.

Caleb let her. He’d be lying if he said he minded.”Not really,” he said. “Mostly it seems like a big deal over nothing. I didn’t even do that much, and it was years ago.”

“You and I both know it was more than nothing,” Hera pointed out. “There are people here today— Jedi especially, who wouldn’t be here without you.” Checking him over one last time, she added, “If it helps, I’m sure this is far from the only thing you’ll be remembered for.”

“As long as you remember me, that’s all that really mattered,” Caleb told her, which drew a smile across her face. Stepping a little closer, she pressed a kiss against his cheek, and Caleb had to resist the urge to turn it into a proper kiss, to pull her closer still.

Drawing back, Hera smiled at him in the way that said she knew exactly what he was thinking. And I’m supposed to be the Jedi around here. “I’ll be watching in the crowd. Good luck, love.”

And with that, she turned and headed inside, taking most of Caleb’s concentration with her. It was more than a few seconds before he registered Ahsoka calling his name. Glancing at her, startled, he saw her grinning at him. “Way to be subtle, Dume. You’d put Skyguy to shame.”

“Okay, that’s just mean,” Caleb told her as a speeder zipped out of the traffic towards them, coming to a sharp stop that nearly slammed into the side of the landing platform. Caleb was not remotely surprised to recognize Anakin Skywalker in the driver’s seat. He was steering with one hand, smiling easily as he hopped out and moved to assist his wife, Senator Amidala. The senator wore a dress of satiny, dark purple fabric, simply and elegantly cut. The bishop sleeves were a sheer, paler purple, beaded in sparkling patterns. Her hair was twisted up in a mass of braids around her head, strands of gems shimmering in the braids. This provided a sharp contrast to Skywalker himself, who wore simple dark brown and black robes and had his hair cut short.

Two of their children, Luke and Leia, were with them. Leia was dressed in simple but elegant white with her hair pulled back in braids twisted with silver, and Luke wore black, like his father. The blonde boy caught sight of Ahsoka and Caleb and waved as he followed his mother and sister inside. Anakin headed in as well, but not before stopping to chat with a group of men clad in blue and white armor.

“It’ll be good to see Anakin again,” Ahsoka remarked. “He gets so busy with his… mechanic shop that isn’t a front for any kind of vigilante activity.”

“I always forget how subtle your lineage is,” Caleb quipped, lifting an eyebrow at the Togruta Jedi, who rolled her eyes at him.

“You’re not much better yourself. How are you feeling about the ceremony?”

Caleb took a minute before shrugging. “Fine. It seems a little unnecessary to invite me— I mean, I barely did anything. Everyone handling the Chancellor were Jedi Knights at the very least. All I did was talk to one clone trooper at the exact right time.”

“You saved his life, and the lives of others,” Ahsoka pointed out quietly. “Don’t underestimate that.”

“Hm. And then there’s you, who—”

“Showed up fifteen minutes late with Spacebucks?”

“I was going to say who took out a former Sith lord, crashed her ship, and showed up here in time to help me,” Caleb said wryly. “But sure, that too.”

Ahsoka laughed. “Come on, let’s get in there before we get wrangled by some poor event organizer. The sooner it’s done, the sooner we eat.”

“Now you’re speaking my language.”

They headed into the hall, following Skywalker and a few others who were chatting quietly. The antechamber they entered into still held a few people, but Caleb could see most of them had moved into the main body of the hall. It was filling up quickly, and he felt his first twinge of nervousness.

“You’re feeling nervous now, aren’t you?” Ahsoka asked, sounding amused. “I’ve seen you wrangle bloodthirsty mobs— all you have to do now is stand there.”

“I know, I know,” Caleb grumbled. “Unlike you, however, I’ve never done one of these things before. Since, you know, I didn’t actually do all that much.”

“We can have this debate later. Come on, we’re supposed to be backstage.”

Heaving a long sigh, Caleb followed her down a side hall and into a back room, where there were a handful of others. Among them were Skywalker, Masters Tapal, Junda, Fisto, and Windu. The latter of which looked up at their entry, and gave Caleb one of his non-smiles. “Caleb.”

“Master Windu,” Caleb said, smiling at him and giving a respectful bow. “Good to see you.”

Ahsoka gave a brief nod, muttering under her breath, “I still can’t believe you two get along so well.”

“He’s my grand-master, Ahsoka. Besides, the only reason you don’t really get along is because your lineage is full of lunatics.”

“Okay that is not why AT ALL—”

The sound of applause from onstage cut Ahsoka off, and Master Junda said, “That’s our cue. Skywalker, Windu, take the lead?”

The duo exchanged a slightly amused look, and headed out onto the stage together. Caleb, resisting the urge to run a hand through his hair, followed the rest of the Jedi, Ahsoka right behind him.

The stage held only a podium, where Senator Bail Organa stood. Caleb knew the man— not well, but he liked him. Senator Organa gave them an encouraging nod and smile as they lined up behind him on the stage, along with a small crowd of clones. Caleb recognized Rex and Commander Fox, and gave them a quick nod as Senator Organa started speaking.

“Welcome, everyone,” he said, his voice amplified by the microphone. The murmuring crowds quieted down anyway, turning their attention to him. Caleb started looking for Hera as the senator continued.

“I’m glad to see you all here. Today we celebrate the twenty year anniversary of the end of the Clone War. While there were still battles fought with the Separatist remnants after this point, this was the day, twenty years ago, that the Jedi engaged and defeated the Sith Lord who had taken over our Senate, and, with the help of some of our noblest members of the Grand Army of the Republic, retook the Senate building from the troopers under his control.”

Out of the corner of his eye, Caleb saw Fox shift fractionally, and he held back a wince of sympathy. The commander had been one of the ones Palpatine had been controlling, along with most of his men. He’d nearly been responsible for a lot of lives lost.

“When the Jedi’s valor is mentioned, I find that, far too often, we gloss over the role of the GAR,” Senator Organa continued. “Both those who arrived on site with their generals and those who, once freed from the Chancellor’s control, joined our side. Without the help of men like Commander Fox, our Republic would not be where it is today.”

Caleb couldn’t hold back a grin as he heard raucous cheers coming from the audience, where several armored troopers were pounding their feet against the ground in approval. Senator Organa smiled as well, and waited for silence until he continued.

“The revelation of the Chancellor’s deception and his intention to tear down the Republic, replacing it with his dictatorial Empire, was a shock to everyone. Our trust was shaken, but we kept moving. Life as we knew it was suspended, an interim chancellor was put in place. We turned to the Jedi for help, and they came through as they often do, as did the warriors of the GAR, to whom we owe so much.”

The senator paused, looking somber. “There is much that could be said about this time. About how we finally righted some great wrongs against certain citizens of our Republic, or how we managed to bring the Separatists back. About how we managed to bring a time of peace. That last part is what I would like to focus on tonight, though. 

“Our time of peace was only brought about by working together, by setting aside differences for the greater good. And that, my friends, is something I would like all of you to remember.” Leaning forward, Senator Organa said, “Our greatest times will come when we work together. Not when we are divided by strife or arguments.”

He paused, letting the words sink in, then smiled. “But we didn’t gather here tonight so I could lecture you. We’re here to celebrate— to celebrate those who sacrificed their lives for us and those who are still here. And to celebrate the victory we achieved together. Because together, we’re better.”

As Senator Organa spoke the last words, Caleb finally found Hera in the crowd. She caught his gaze and smiled, and it was like she was the only thing in the galaxy that existed. Together, we’re better, he thought. I’ve never heard something more true in my life. A smile crossed his face.

He barely heard the applause as the senator ended his speech and the crowd rose to their feet. All that mattered was the moment when they moved off the stage, and Hera was with him, catching hold of his hand and giving it a quick squeeze.

Later would come dinner and reuniting with old friends, speeches from other veterans and Jedi and the most incredible fireworks in the galaxy. But all that really mattered were the people at his side now.

[marymary-diva17]

Growing pains (3)

The summer year for a young girl had began it had started off, as a sad beginning but it soon become a wholesome for her. She had been sent away after some hardships back at home and school, and it seems like she had found some peace and love in this new place. Being away from home will be good for her in the end, as she deals with the growing pains of being herself.

lani " ......" lani was holdig a woven basket with some fresh vegetables and fruits in them, lani had went grocery shopping with her grandmother.

mo'at " the markets are always busy with the residents coming to sale their produce or products, along with busying something as well"

lani " it a beautiful market place I love it'

mo'at " it good to see you are having fun here"

???? " lani" the girl attention had been stolen away when she heard someone calling her name, she soon looked up to see kxee walking towards her.

kxee " good morning mo'at and lani"

mo'at " good morning young man"

???? " kxee there you are son mother I found him"

mo'at " hello Ion"

Ion " hello mo'at and who is the young lady with you"

Ursa " hello everyone"

mo'at " this is my granddaughter lani the girl I had mentioned she will be staying with me over the summer"

Ion " oh yes lani my son and mother had told me so much about you, young lady and my son is right about what he said about you"

kxee " father"

Ion " I'm just kidding"

Ursa " leave him be my son it seems like you both are out shopping today"

mo'at " yes we are getting enough groceries to last us both a couple weeks"

Ursa " good I know how it feels feeding a big household"

Ion " hey mother"

Ursa " I just kidding it good you both are eating well children need to eat well"

mo'at " yes I have to agree"

Ion " so lani how are you liking your stay so far in this wonderful place"

Lani " I'm loving it here I was scared and nervous coming here, but I soon have fallen in love with the place"

Mo'at " it good to see you are loving it here and I enjoying having, my granddaughter here with me"

Lani " I love being here as well grandmother"

Ion " well lets hope you can stay for a while longer as seem how much, my son has been talking about you since he meet you"

Kxee " dad"

ursa " stop teasing the boy my son"

Lani " Well I will be here all summer and maybe we will see after it"

Kxee " hey lani will you love to walk around the market with me, it will be fun"

lani " yes I will love to grandmother"

Mo'at " go ahead and have some fun my dear it will be good for you"

Ion " you kids have some fun"

kxee " we will sir" the two teens soon walked off together throw the market, as they look at all the products and produce being sold.

Kxee " these market days are always so special"

lani" yes and there are so much beautiful and wonderful things being sold from good to wearable products"

Kxee " yes there is always at times someone selling something at their stalls"

lani " wow and coming from your family most in changer of market days"

kxee " at times yes but mostly my father is on the council with members of the community, along with some older leaders like him in towns near by"

lani" so just like back at my hometown"

kxee " yes are all always one the same at some points but different as well"

Kxee " speaking about families have you heard from your parents"

lani " they called yesterday when I was out but my grandmother spoke to them for me, it seems like they were calling to see if I was behaving myself"

kxee " placing all the blame on you by other actions is harmful and rude, I still don't understand what made you parents think you deserve to be punished and not others"

lani " it good to blame someone verse talking out the issues and finding, a better solution"

kxee " what about your sibling and friends"

lani " still haven't heard from them yet it seems like they are following my dads orders, and for my friends one of them my ex which was one many causes of issues at school ... so I have been order to stay away from them as I'm not good enough for tsireyo and his family" soon kxee had started laughing.

kxee " I'm not laughing at you but them they are all fools for now seeing, a wonderful girl you are not everyone needs to be picture perfect all the time ... you are perfect to me and many others as well"

lani " thank you but the my clan or other clans near by to sea clans don't think the same as well, if you don't follow the rules in set then you are no good"

kxee " many of the other clans don't like that if you should know, it goes against the will and teaching the great mother"

lani " I agree with you on that kxee" the pair had exchanged a wholesome look, and they seem to be understand each other as each day went by for them.

kxee " you know come on lets go for a walk on the beach"

lani " are you sure"

kxee " yes I'm sure now come take off your shoes it will be fun, and it seems like some others are doing the same as well" lani had notice what was going on, and soon slipped off her shoes as she followed after kxee. The pair soon started walking onto the sandy beach, lani had began to have a fun time as they walked.

kxee " see you are having some fun after all"

lani " yes this is very good" lani was walking as the wave crashed against her legs and feet, making her laugh and smile as she kicks some of the water.

Kxee " it always good to take a walk mostly one on the beach" lani had smiled and shake her head as kxee words, she felt happy she had made a friend here.

kxee " you have made a great impression on my father"

lani " thank you and I owe you a thanks as well for speaking so well about me"

kxee " oh yeah it as well good things if you most know"

lani " I know I trust your kxee no need to worry"

kxee " thank you"

lani " you are very funny kxee"

kxee " thanks I do my best ... so if you don't mind me asking tell me more about your siblings or friends even this ex you had mentioned"

lani " sure I can tell you a some more about them if you wish to hear"

lani " well I love all my siblings dearly and have a great relationship with them as well. and I hope I can still be in their lives after this whole summer"

kxee " you think your parents will not let you near them"

lani " well it keep their perfect family yes they will do that, maybe when I arrive home I will sent off to a boarding school"

kxee " that not right"

lani " I agree"

lani " then there are my friends one of them even a cousin of mine, I had been close to them as well and cared for them as well but that all ended a while ago it seems"

kxee " ....."

lani " lastly my ex boyfriend I did care and love him I might still do, it hurt when we broke up and it seems like everyone was mad I didn't get over it fast enough .... many didn't love the relationship but I thought there could be something"

kxee " wow that a a lot to hear and understand but no one has rights, to tell you on how to deal with a breakup"

lani " thanks for understanding when it seems like others couldn't"

kxee " hey hand me over your phone you are standing in the perfect light right now, and it deserves to be taken a photo of" lani had nodded her head, as she handed over her phone towards kxee. As she was looking out at the water and making some facial expressions, she was having a good time.

kxee " beautiful"

lani " thanks for that"

kxee " hey you are getting a call it ... so the boy with you on your wallpaper if you ex"

lani " yes but I think I need some new wallpaper as I'm becoming my own person, I need to let go some of the hurtful past and find something I love" lani had taken photo of the beautiful view and had made that her wallpaper deleting the old wallpaper she once had on her phone.

kxee " good move I love the new wallpaper but the old one was ... okay in some terms but it best to have something you love on here" lani had smiled towards kxee as the two teens were running on the beach, having a good time even pushing each other in the water. They had taken some pictures together as fun on lani phone and kxee phone as well.

kxee " we had an amazing time on the beach"

lani " yes we did and I don't think our families expect us to come home, with soaking wet hair and maybe some wet clothes as well"

kxee " yeah but we can explain it” the two teens had been walking home, they soon reached moat house.

ion “ there you two mom moat the kids are back, and it seems like they went for a swim”

kxee “ more like a water fight dad or playing in the water it was all good”

ion “ great to hear” soon moat and ursa had come out with towels giving, one to each teen.

Ursa " well it seems like kxee had taken lani to the beach"

kxee " well yes I have to make sure she has a good summer here"

lani " we did have a good time and kxee was able to help me let, go some of the past as well"

Ion " that my son I'm proud of you"

kxee " thank you sir"

Ion " well come on lets get you home and a shower as well, then we can have dinner"

kxee " yes dad"

Ursa " we are lucky that mo'at has plans to invite us over for dinner"

lani " that sounds wonderful"

mo'at " yes it good to share a meal among friends"

Ursa " we can talk more about it when the times comes"

mo'at " yes" kxee and his family soon left as lani along with her grandmother waved goodbye to the family of three. Lani had taken a shower and soon after she changed into her pajamas she had went, down stairs to help her grandmother make dinner.

Mo'at " I'm happy you are having such a great summer here"

lani " yes I'm"

mo'at " I had seen that your face had changed upon Ion asking, you the question if you are staying a bit longer pass the summer"

lani " it just had been a question that took me off guard, I didn't know if that was choice I don't even know if I will be allowed back at my old school once the break over and my suspension as well"

mo'at " you deserve to go to a School where everyone is not judging you, over some situations and mostly some of them being adults ... that make the great mother cry by their behavior"

lani " well grandmother to everyone opinion back at home I'm the bad child and will alway be the bad child, that I will bring down my siblings and cousin to my level along with anyone else who near me"

mo'at " they are some foolish and childish adults these adults acting, like they were all perfect when they were younger but that is not true"

lani " i feel like you have some stories to tell me"

mo'at " yes I have some stories to tell you ...."

phone answer machine

incoming call sully residence

lani " well it seems like they are making a call"

mo'at " I will get it" mo'at had picked up the phone and placed it on speaker, as lani stood there quite.

neytiri " hey mother"

mo'at " hello my daughter it good to hear your voice how are you and the children doing, along with Jake"

neytiri " we are doing well mother and how are you"

mo'at " good"

Jake " what of lani has she done anything to bring you trouble, mo'at as I wish her not to bring you trouble at the moment ... we had a feeling you will be able to deal with her"

mo'at " she had been good Jake since she arrived her helping me around the house, a lot and keeping me company as well"

Jake " well for once in her life she staying out of trouble and not bring shame to our family name"

neytiri " jake ... mother we just want what best for our family and clan back here"

mo'at " that is something we can discuss later on I'm making sure the girl has a good structure her with me and she has been doing well"

Jake " good maybe when she comes home she had remember what she learned"

mo'at " yes when will my other grandkids come or will you all come to see us"

Jake " right now the kids are enjoying their summer with their cousin and friends"

mo'at " yes but what of lani she still thier sibling and might have her friends as well"

neytiri " mother right now it not the best time to have lani come home, after all that happen not all the olo'eythans and their partners are happy with us ... we need to make sure to keep the peace here just in case of any emergency and to keep everything going"

kids " hey grandmother"

mo'at " hello my loves"

tuk " grandma can we talk with lani please"

mo'at " sure I can put her one the phone right away and you all can speak with her"

Jake " kids remember what we said right now we need to give, lani some space to reflect on her actions"

neteyam " dad can't we just say hello to her and talk a bit with her"

neytiri " child mind your father and go get your stuff back for the party, at the beach house with tonowari clan and all reef clans"

kids " yes ma'am"

mo'at " they can speak with her or you can speak with her as her parents"

Jake " mo'at as much as we wish right now the whole family has been hurt, by lani actions we all just need time to think"

mo'at " well maybe when you both are done thinking maybe you and everyone will see the results of you grande work"

neytiri " mother we are just ..."

mo'at " I have to go the phone line is starting to act up bye" mo'at had soon hanged up the phone looking at lani.

lani " thanks for trying grandma at least I know I'm missed somewhat"

mo'at " I promise you I will always be on your side and I'm here for you"

lani " thank you grandmother"

mo'at " now come on lets make dinner" lani had nodded her head the grandmother and granddaughter pair had made dinner, together and ate while watching some tv. Lani had went to bed that night feeling happy and sorrowful as well. She was going to enjoy this summer to her best and not allow others to bring her down anymore, they can say what they want and think but that was them in the end. She was not the only one thinking about taking control or acting on action that will reflect the future in the end.

[neowinestainedress]

𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒 — 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒/𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: na jaemin x oc | 𝐖𝐂: 827

𝐀/𝐍: So this is the scene I forgot about. A brief summary: Hyejin dies her hair bright red to imitate Zoya’s front red streaks and Jaemin finds her crying after regretting the decision. I’m a dumb bitch for forgetting this because while I was drafting things out it was kind of an important thing to shape Hyejin’s character but well, blame it on my brain that forgets even my own name. Jaemin’s talk made it somehow and became the fight and then the balcony scene, so this was supposed to happen during those chapters. Not the best thing I've written cause duh, it's a draft that was in my notes; I fixed a few things but I didn't add many other details like I usually would since I just wanted to share it and I probably only three people will read this.

“Oh! Oh… wow,” Jaemin gasped, entering the room and seeing a bright red-head crying on the couch. 

“Don’t judge me!” Hyejin cried, sniffling and wiping her nose with the back of her hand. 

“It’s red... Your hair is... red,” he stated, tilting his head to have a better look.

Hyejin sighed, pouting, “It’s not dye, it’s just a shampoo.”

Jaemin blinked, silently asking her why she would do it anyway. It wasn’t ugly, it just wasn’t… her. 

“I wanted to try something new.”

“Then why are you crying? You look beautiful like this.”

She broke down crying, falling on the floor and Jaemin reached her quickly.

“Hey, I mean it. They suit you.” His hands rubbed circles on her arms as he tried to calm her down.  

“No, they don’t. I will never be cool like her. I will never be her,” she cried in the crook of his neck. 

“Her...?”

“Zoya.”

“Oh,” he gasped, a sad smile sitting on his face. “Why do you even wanna be like her?”

She sniffled. “Because she’s everything I’m not.” Jaemin tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, wiping away a tear, and she found a bit of comfort in the touch. “Because I’m bland and she’s always so interesting and I’m not even jealous I just... I wish...”

Jaemin felt his heart break. He wanted to tell her she was far from being bland. That she was so many beautiful things and he loved all of them so much. But that wasn’t his place. And the person that was occupying that space didn’t show it enough. Jaemin knew the real reason why she wanted to be Zoya, and it wasn’t her personality. 

“You don’t need to be her to be special.” 

She sobbed, shaking her head. “Yes, yes, I do. Because he never looks at me like he looks at her. I know he loves me, but it’s just not the same. I will always be his best friend, his other half, and it wouldn’t hurt so fucking much if only I didn’t spend the last 18 years of my life loving him.”

Jaemin sighed, his hands were still caressing her face. “Can I be honest?”

Hyejin hummed. 

“I can see how much you love him, and I know he loves you too, but I think... I think you’re both attached to the past. You clearly love a version of him that is not there anymore. It’s like you mourn the past years and what you two used to do together, and I’m not a therapist, but I feel like it’s because even if he didn’t love you like you wanted, he loved you more deeply. Now you’re something you two are, mmh... maybe not meant to be, and it’s breaking you apart.”

“I don’t love an old version of him. I love him for who he is,” Hyejin retorted. 

“You sure do, but who he is now, doesn’t match with you romantically.”

She scoffed, pulling away from his touch. 

Jaemin hated seeing her react like that but still tried to keep the conversation going. “Was he so distant when you two were friends? Like physically distant.”

She was about to say something, saying he never liked physical contact but when she stopped thinking for a while, she realized a painful truth, yet, she denied it. “No... But he never liked it as I do. We have different ways of showing love.”

“Yet it didn’t bother him back then? Am I right?”

“We weren’t dating, we weren’t...” she stopped, holding back a moan before whispering the last words, “so close.”

Jaemin hummed, daring to hold her hand again. “Am I wrong or you two used to do everything together?”

“We still do.”

Jaemin raised a brow. “Do you?” 

She huffed, turning around and giving him her back.

“Listen, I don’t want to annoy you but if you have to be like another woman to keep your man, maybe, just maybe, the relationship is not as perfect as you want it to be.”

“He never asked me to be like her.”

“I know. And I also know that he cares about you two in two different ways. And I know that you are enough for him, even when he acts with no care, he would never change you for anything. I’m just telling you that the problem is somewhere else... and I don’t want it to break your heart. You’ve spent your entire life running after him, and you can risk losing a lover and a friend at the same time.”

She timidly faced him again, more to seek some kind of comfort in his body, something his words weren’t giving her. “Why would I lose him? You want me to break up with him? Or are you saying he will break up with me?”

Jaemin sighed, pressing his lips together. “He won’t break up with you.”

“And how do you know it?” 

“Because he’s more blind than you.”

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