#look thats her brothers business. she doesn't care what hes doing. but if other people are talking about it she'll definitely get involved.

[orangesand-lemons-234]

anyhoo. porter x electra is pretty cool. but i think that it would be such a confusing thing to watch. nobody can tell if they love or hate each other.

in fact, only two people actually know they're a thing, and those people are wrench and lumber. electra accidentally let it slip when wrench was doing a repair job, and porter knew it was only a matter of time before lumber figured it out, so he just told him straight up.

[starfxkrinc]

pervert - sarah x reader x rafe

kinktober day 4 - incest?ish? sorta not really they don't touch.

lets all pretend that sarah is still kook princess and rafe is crazy but not murder people crazy for this okay? ok. they're all still a "happy" family.

rafe hated you almost as much as he hated sarah. he hated how you two whispered and giggled in your own language. how you moved in synch, like a hive mind. sarah couldn't have everything she wanted, and right now he wanted you too.

sarah was your best friend, so much so that when her family went on vacation so did you. to say you were attached at the hip was an understatement. ward used to say it was like you were the same person, two halves of a whole so to speak.

rafe saw it differently, he saw how sarah bossed you around. even when she did it with that sweet smile on her face, rafe swore there was a mean glint there. almost self satisfied. because if sarah said you were going out thats what you did, and if she changed your outfit even though you told her you liked it well you just trust her opinion. and when sarah told you to "ignore her weirdo brother" you did that too, darting your eyes away when he looked at you and scurrying behind her when she left you alone with him.

he thought he had you figured out. sarah had to own everything, even you, and it pissed him off.

now you thought you were better than him. you scoffed when he spoke and rolled your eyes every time he entered the room. just like sarah. and it made him ache with the need to wipe the smirks of both your faces. he would imagine pinching into your soft flesh, digging his nails deep until he broke skin and you were crying. just how he did to her when she was little. rafe figured nothing would be funny when he was done with the both of you, maybe then you'd respect him more.

but there was a little hope this vacation would be different, you were all adults and if he tried rafe wouldn't run into you at all. you and sarah spent your days on the beach and nights at beach parties and clubs just like he hoped. it meant he had time.

when everyone was gone rafe would circle back to the house, scavenging through you and sarah's shared belongings in the dark, flipping through newly updated scrapbooks and rummaging through dirty laundry. it was a rush every time, his heart would thud and his dick would pulse at the thought if the invasion. neither of you had any idea of what he was doing. he would spit in mascara tubes and drag pairs of clean panties across his balls. didn't matter who's it was--yours or sarah's--as long as something was defiled in some way. as long as rafe was included.

it was gonna be routine as usual when he picked up a pair of pink polka dotted underwear, could be yours, he saw you pull them out of your suitcase. could be sarah's, he saw her wear them.

but he stopped, you left your camera and it was still on, it's led screen slightly dimmed but rafe grabbed it. he started to scroll through. there's no way there's pictures he hasn't seen.

there was. and videos. you and sarah in the shower together, kissing and soapy. flashing the mirror in a dressing room. another in your room, grabbing each other's asses in the mirror with your skirts flipped up. you're wearing the panties this time.

"what the fuck..." rafe couldn't stop scrolling. he guesses topper's fears of you two being dykes werent unfounded because here you were, eating her out no less than what had to be 15 minutes before you left the house.

when you walked into the room, lip gloss already smudged and already tipsy off two vodka crans he froze.

"rafe you fucking pervert gimme that!" you lunged at him, tripping over your heels as he jerked back, holding the camera above his head.

he knows you can feel him hard against your stomach, he doesn't care, "mind telling me what this is about."

for once you look nervous, "none of your fucking business rafe give it here--"

rafe jerks back again, "now given how this shit is full of videos of my sister cheating on my best friend, i think it is my fuckin business." he dangles it over your head, watching as your expression shifts to a glare, "and need i remind you...you have a boyfriend sweetheart. there's a lottt of people who would be very interested in knowing the kook princesses are dyking every night."

you laugh, and rafe's taken aback, "please rafe give me a break." you laugh again, leaning closer against his chest with a smirk, "you're just fuckin jealous."

"of who? sarah? you fuckin wish." rafe's blood runs cold when you shake your head no, leaning up on your toes until your lips brush his.

"of me. cause i got to her first. but i'll share, just this once." you kiss him, tongue first with a flick against his own and he moans.

there's the taste of your lipgloss yeah--strawberry and sticky sweet, but something else. headier, muskier, that lights up his tastebuds and he almost melts.

sarah, still lingering on your lips with such potency rafe's sure you had one more round before coming back. he's so hard he's dizzy, letting you direct him to the bed with a hand shoved down his pants, rolling your palm over his tip.

"you think we don't know rafe? you think we just see your nasty fucking cum in our underwear and don't know where it came from? cmon now i'm a slut but not that big of one." you waste no time with build up, shoving his shorts down. you were only supposed to come back for a quick second for the camera and you needed to be back soon.

rafe's flustered, for once. bucking his hips up to chase your fist, mouth agape as he keeps licking his lips, "you-- think that's all i did? christ you're fuckin stupid." he lets out a pained groan when you smack his balls, but you snort when he lets out a sticky spurt of precum against his torso.

"as if, now shut the fuck up i have to go soon," in a slight fumble you reach under your dress, slipping off your underwear you shove them in his mouth. he barely has time to register it as you spit directly on his tip, making him shudder as you spread it across his shaft, "now hurry up and you can snoop to your heart's desire."

with a kiss to his panty suffed mouth you speed up, keeping one hand resting at his base as the wet schlick of your motions fill the room, "damn rafe, you almost get as wet as she does." your hands are covered in him, precum running down your knuckles and your wrists as he groans beneath you.

"fuckfuckfuck," rafe's voice is muffled, but his quickening breath and tense thighs are all you need to know he's close. already you can feel his balls drawing up, so you cup them in your hand, massaging and coaxing him along.

"fuckin finally, there you go let it out."

he cums so long and so hard you're worried he'll black out. hips stuttering as he struggles to catch his breath."

while he's still fazed you grab the camera, wiping his cum off on your shorts as you get up to leave, "make sure you clean up okay? if sarah finds out i did this without her she'll be pissed."

with that you leave, heels clacking as you rush down the stairs and the door slams.

rafe takes the underwear out his mouth--this time baby blue with little clouds on them.

sarah wore these earlier.

[noemitenshi]

Troy Otto x Alicia Clark s8 AU - Their first meeting

am thinking about this again

specifically though the first meeting between troy and alicia post s3. now to half-way fit it with canon, it needs to happen after s7 as i understand it, since alicia is thought to have died at the end there (though as we find out in s8 that is not what happened...).

Ok so Alicia passes out (forgive me, I have not seen the ep in question but for like story reasons it should happen in a store). Alicia passes out. Troy happens upon her while on a supply run. He sees a body lying in the aisle, he goes over to make sure s/he isn't a threat - the way in which he does that is that he kicks the body and waits for a response.

the only thing that happens is that her head lolls to the side so that troy can see her face and he goes "alicia?!"

He can't even put into words what he's feeling now. Definitely surprised (a bit also like fate is laughing at him) and it has him thinking back to the ranch and madison and nick. His brother and father and all of that. Unbalances him completely. He hasn't been thinking of that period in his life for a while now. And while his emotions have a hard time settling, he's already checking for a pulse, unsure if he wishes more to find one or none.

There's relief when he feels the fluttering heartbeat. And his hands are already busy, checking for further injuries before he can even decide what he wants to do now. So he goes 'guess i'm helping her'.

He isn't quite sure why, his emotions still all over the place. Nostalgia (both toward the ranch/that period when the clarks got there before everything went to shit/missing jake and his dad and nick) but then also still bitterness/disappointment/hurt over what madison did to him (over nick just standing by). He very much feels his lonliness in this moment, or more the missing of other people. And he isn't quite sure if he intends to help alicia as a way to get back at madison or if his intentions are more benign. he doesn't care, either.

Whatever it is, the end result is the same. he takes her with him and manages to nurse her back to health.

She's non-responsive for a long time but at some point she wakes up. Very disoriented, she thought it was her end when she passed out. And then first she sees she's been taken care of. sees troy's back and is like 'oh he must've helped me' kinda surprised someone did but also deeply thankful and then he turns around and she goes "troy otto?!" all confused. startled. just a whole world of huh what when how why and troy goes "alicia clark" very much emphasiszing every syllable and then "what are the odds, huh?" and she goes "i thought… youre dead" and the second part is very quiet. whispery and he goes "yeah your mom tried her best" with like a head tilt and maybe "guess you can tell nicky he isnt the only deathproof one…" and then alicias face does a 🥺-face and he knows thats not good "nick… he…" she stops and shakes her head. blinks maybe. "he died"

and troys face does something complicated and then he goes "how?"

and alicia isn't quite sure how to answer that. doesn't feel like telling the story (thinks troy would have *things* to say about it and she does not feel like having him judge it/mock it. not this). so maybe she just says "shot." and troy can go "and the one who did it?" with a look in his eyes. and she can shake her head again bc. she doesn't want to remember. also prob doesnt want to be remined of how shed been after nicks death and troy sounds like hes out for revenge so. she just goes "you saved me" Troy huffs a little laugh as if saying *evidently*. And alicia tells him "thank you" honestly He gets all busy then (as if a bit bashful) telling her how long she was out etc that she won't be able to travel for a while still by his estimate. And then maybe some kind of ... almost casual "Madison's gotta worry a bit longer..." (he's totally fishing for information haha without like saying it. hoping alicia will confirm whether she traveled with madison before.) And Alicia tells him she's dead too And then they sit in silence.

And this is how they start.

[natriae]

ooo can you write some HCs for osamu please

Osamu headcanons

warnings// angstly ngl, talks of anger, feeling worth less

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i completed headcanon that he completely broke down when he told atsumu he wouldn't be going to college for volleyball

he was planning on never telling him but mama miya held him while he told atsumu

it was one of the hardest moments for him and he will never admit it to anyone but he cuddled atsumu as they cried in each others arms that night

OSAMU IS A BIG CUDDLER (he will never admit it tho)

His brother's opinion is very important to him

While in highschool he was often in Atsumu's shadow but it lead him to be a lot closer to his mom

This is where his cooking passion began

Mama miya would comfort him when he came home distressed from no one noticing him, and to take his mind of it she began baking with him

noticing baking was not his forte the two moved on to cooking

everyday in highschool osamu would make a bento for atsumu because seeing his face light up from the delicious food made his day

one day in highschool he made a girl chocolates to confess his love but she turned him down because she liked atsumu

so to this day he's slightly on edge that people only get close to him to get to atsumu

For his 25th birthday he went to go purchase the space where he would have Onigiri Miya, but panicked because he found out someone already bought it

that night on the way home to celebrate he got a call to meet atsumu

Atsumu covered Osamu's eyes a brought him to the door of what will be Onigiri Miya

The Miyas bought the space for Osamu to start his business, and they bought the apartment above the restaurant so he could live close by

Osamu first met you when you and your friends came in to watch the MSBY game at Onigiri Miya

He pretended he didn't have any feelings for the mysterious customer, but then you showed up more and more and he couldn't help but replace who was at the register when you were there and he also wanted to make sure you were getting food made specifically by him

Atsumu of course knew about his brother infatuation so he decided he would solve the problem himself

safe to say that both brothers learned that day that you do not trust Miya Atsumu

to be fair Atsumu was lowkey rizzing you up (because ofc he would) and you pushed him away and called the other Miya to take care of his brother

later that evening when Osamu was beginning to clean the restaurant up for the night he made sure to stop by your table and apologize for his brother

of course you said everything was okay but Osamu couldn't help, but be his curious self and wonder why you turned him down

i mean thats the first time he's seen a girl do that

"Osamu, you know why i come in here all the time. It's not cause the food is amazing, thats just a plus,"

"Well i thought you were coming in to get close to Atsumu-," He heard you giggle.

"no silly. I come here all the time to see you...i'm y/n"

"i know"

"ofc you do," you giggled again

certified lover boy™

i don't think i need to go into much detail about how good of a boyfriend Osamu is

But one time you made him sweets and you discovered that osamu miya LOVES sweets

his face gets all red and he's so content with life

you joked on time that he's only looking for a girl that will be like his mother and bro got really offended i mean like one time yall were cuddling and he began falling asleep and immediately stopped himself cuz he didn't want you to make a freud joke

safe to say he will always be a mama's boy. When his mom got older and needed personal care he made sure to have a place in his house for her

He wants a big family. He's always wanted his own kids so when he found out you were pregnant he was praying for triplets like a mad man

he doesn't let you do anything while your pregnant

lowkey got jealous of his own kids because you were cuddling them more then him

HE LOVES BLUEY (hes on the bluey agenda ofc)

when Osamu gets mad he gets mad. The first time you witnessed it you got really scared but your like the black widow to his hulk. You always take him away for the issue and calm him down

[adulting-sucks]

Dont know if this will be posted, but I'm going to say it anyways. I'm not going to touch on the topic of what is going on in tumblr between the blogs but the actual nature of the discussion of racism. I think for the most part POC have their own beliefs of what they deem racist based on their own experiences with it. There is obvious things that every POC and decent nonPOC can agree fall under racism and there's the other things that may differ based on what people have experienced or seen for them to label someone or something racist. As a POC myself, I do believe CEs recent actions and affiliations fall under racist. Yes, he isn't in the category of a white supremacist or a nazi but he is still not antiracist. If he was truly antiracist and actually cared for what POC go through he would be nowhere near these people and would make sure they stayed far away from him and his homes. He has continually spent time with these people even after everything was discovered about them. You can say it is because of the PR contract and he has no choice but that doesnt cut it. My family owns businesses, we amend or null contracts all the time. He has a choice, contracts can be amended, theres ways to get around having to actually spend physical time with that group, and theres definitely ways to make sure those people dont ever come into his home(s). Even the most lucrative contracts have termination clauses in them and also have options for future amendments. He can always buy himself out of a contract, a contract with a unknown actress from a foreign country would never be that expensive. This isn't a contract between 2 A-listers.

Being okay with spending any quality time with racists is counterproductive to being an ally. He was okay with calling out Trump and other politicians when he needed to but has totally been silent when it comes to the girl he has claimed as his gf, that isn't antiracist. If he wanted he or his team could have talked her into addressing her participation in culture appropriation and being friends with nazi sympathizers and apologizing but instead she ignores it while he continues to associate with them. I see no difference in her being friends with racists and him 'dating' her and hanging out with her bff, its the same thing the exception is her culture appropriation. Theyre both associating with racists, that alone doesnt exclude them from racism. Racism has levels, there are those have subconscious racism, there are those that are aggressive and physical with their racism, and theres systemic racism. Just because he hasn't said or done anything obvious racist doesn't mean he doesnt fall under a category of racism. Ignorance can make a person racist. He knows exactly what racism is considering he has called out people on it before but still he continues to be with these people. This includes his family and friends that are participating in this whole charade. His brother was literally posting about nazis, but has been spending time with people who are friends with a nazi sympathizer, like does he not see his hypocrisy. It would be better for all involved to not speak out on racism, body shaming, culture appropriation or anything related to what the Portugal group has been accused of because it makes them look like hypocrites when they spend time with the very same type of people they are calling out.

And thats why it is frustrating for me and i'm sure some other POC to see all this drooling over him that has been happening since the con all over tumblr. It seems like some of the people that had an issue with him and him associating with that group have totally forgotten about that because he looked good to them. And this is probably what it is going to look like once or when the girl and her friends are no longer in the picture. Many are going to go back to thirsting on him and supporting him even though they were calling him out. They're going to pretend that he never let a group of racists into his homes, that he never spent quality time with those racists, and that he never claimed a girl from that group as his girlfriend. Even if this is PR, he still made a choice to get involved with her for whatever benefit he is going to get. His team failed to research and that is on him and the people he pays. This being PR shouldnt excuse the fact that he is okay being associated with racism and for me it doesn't excuse his association with racism either.

I’ll always post a different point of view. Always. And you are perfectly right to feel the way you do per your experiences.

I only speak to my experiences and why I think and feel the way I do. I won’t ever presume to speak on yours or anyone else’s behalf.

I absolutely understand where you stand. And I can absolutely understand the frustration. I just don’t believe a person changes into a racist overnight. And that’s my opinion.

And you’re not the only person who feels the way you do, just like I’m not the only one who feels the way that I do. That’s the biggest hurdle, being able to see that this is different from this, but it’s okay to discuss it

[alygatorwrites]

can I request a lil something? during the end of the manga or after the timeskip if you haven't read it yet, reiner still has feelings for historia and reader has one-sided feelings for him.

pieck gives reiner a small hint, saying he's wasting time while there's someone close to him that cares for him and points to you. he doesn't understand at first and maybe is conflicted about his feelings for you because of historia. reader is cool about it as she doesn't expect him to reciprocate her feelings.

a rollercoaster of emotions later, maybe there is a happy ending tho? i am curious to see what you can come up with 😭😭 i have dreaming of this scenario before bed and i can't help but get jealous of his crush on historia abjdsndks maybe you can help reiner reciprocate reader-chan's feelings or not

thank u so much aly 💖🥺

reciprocation

pairing: reiner braun x reader

a/n: OMG yesss! honestly, i was kinda annoyed at how reiner still had a crush on historia. i know that isayama wanted to show how everything went back to normal, but i was hoping that reiner would have a bigger role in the allied nations instead of being "dumbed down" to having an obsession with her. MAYBE THATS JUST THE JEALOUSY SPEAKING LMAO 😭 i was hoping this would be longer, although school has been killing me so im really sorry!! i hope its okay 💗💕 thank you honey!

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as reiner is handed historia’s letter, you fold your hands on the table and watch him without a word. when he reads the lines and smells the parchment - jean saying something snarky afterward - you say nothing.

you want reiner to be happy: you want to see him at ease like this more, face soft as the leaf of the page flits from his pinched fingers.

and so you let the man speak about historia like she’s a damn goddess, gushing over her handwriting, and keep your goddamn mouth shut. ignore your jealousy. your feelings.

the truth is, you’re in love with reiner.

you can’t even remember how it happened, but you can remember the first time you looked into those hazel eyes, and how you knew that they were going to stick with you for eternity.

you’ve come to accept his crush on the queen, though. reciprocation was never an option in your mind.

when jean begins to chew reiner out for lusting after a married woman, and reiner says something about jean being a horse, pieck’s gaze lands on you. “you’re rather quiet,” she says softly, resting her head on her palm.

you shrug, turning away from her. “i’m just tired.”

pieck catches your chin between her lithe fingers, and turns you to face her with a tiny smile. the young woman is very perceptive, and you’ve known her long enough. 

that’s when you notice the twinkle in her eye. she’s planning something.

pieck releases your jaw then, sitting up in her chair. “you’re wasting your time, reiner,” she says suddenly. “there’s already someone you know who cares for you.”

you pretend to not hear pieck - and definitely pretend you don’t see her faintly point at you through your peripheral. the movement of her fingers is barely there, but you catch it.

damn you, pieck.

the way you’re now pinned underneath armin, jean, connie, and reiner’s stares makes your stomach tie itself into knots with bubbling reluctance. shit, this is awkward. you want to run away.

still, you peer over to study reiner’s reaction. he looks confused at first, the contours of his face unreadable. you swear you see connie facepalm at the man’s cluelessness.

then reiner’s expression slowly changes: his eyes widen in awe, lips parting slightly, and brows knitting together. he seems genuinely surprised - and conflicted.

conflicted? why?

there’s no time to explain yourself though, because the door creaks open and annie steps in. her words fall on your deaf ears, and when everyone stands up to leave, you’re the first one out of the room. work beckons you as always.

two days pass.

you’ve been busy filling out tons of paperwork pertaining to the allied nations, so when you’re finally given a day off, you take it with open arms. 

freedom at last.

you lean against a bench outside of headquarters, enjoying the salty breeze that flutters along your skin. it’s dusk, the sky covered in a gradient of neon colors as the sun dips below the horizon.

you haven’t seen reiner since that day in the conference room. you wonder how he’s doing, what he’s thinking, how he’s holding up -

“hey.”

speak of the devil. you glance over your shoulder toward the voice, low and familiar.

reiner approaches you, clad in his uniform: the suit hugs his large frame perfectly, showing every flex of his muscles, and his blonde hair is neatly parted. the black tie looped around his neck just pulls it all together. it has you weak at the knees every. single. time.

“hey,” you answer, giving reiner a smile as he stops beside you.

and that’s when your heart lurches at the sight of him.

the sunset highlights reiner’s profile in gold, a heavenly shine that settles upon his blonde lashes and the flawless slope of his nose. the flecks in his irises sparkle – a beautiful mixture of soft browns and muted greens. the only thing you can do right now is admire the man. 

his words are what breaks you out of your daydream.

“work has been crazy lately, huh?” reiner says, focused on the candy-floss clouds and their fluffy shapes.

“well - yeah, pretty much. i don’t want to look at a pen or a piece of paper ever again.”

“that bad?”

“you have no idea. i almost regret marley and paradis reconciling.”

reiner chuckles gently at the joke, but it’s strained. his forehead remains creased, and he’s not really smiling. the emotion there is more … doubtful. it’s like he’s having some sort of inner conflict.

hopefully reiner’s not acting cautious because of the other day. you know he doesn’t return your feelings, and that’s totally okay. you’re happy enough being with him like this. “i’m not mad or anything, y’know.”

reiner stiffens at that. there’s a white flash of teeth when he chews on his lower lip. “i know.”

“good,” you hum, breathing out a sigh of relief. your core twists with envy when you force a grin. bite it back. tease him like always. “so about historia … ”

reiner’s eyes go wide almost comically, and you hear the breath in his lungs leave his firm chest in one exhale. there’s a light blush staining his cheeks now. it’s funny; he’s so goddamn big, yet he’s such a teddy bear.

“y-yeah,” reiner mutters. you observe the way his brows pinch together as he awkwardly shifts in place. it takes a while before the man composes himself again, which is strange.

is he scared or something? what the hell?

“pieck,” reiner hesitates for a moment. the golden strands of his hair ruffle in the wind and he appears ... well, lost. “was she being serious?”

the question is a shocker - jeez, he could have at least let you prepare yourself. a firm ‘no’ almost slips out, but you’ve never been much of a liar. not to reiner, anyway. crossing your arms against your chest, you inhale sharply and nod. avoid staring at him face-to-face. “yep.”

“ … why me?”

reiner says the words with a mixture of spite and anguish, a casual and rumbling voice. you immediately turn your head, frowning. “what?”

“i’ve done so many horrible things.” reiner exhales heavily and stares down at his hands; perhaps he’s imagining all the blood they’ve been stained with. “i betrayed everyone. i killed innocent people - all because i was selfish.”

it’s no surprise that reiner is broken after everything he’s been through, but it pains you to know that he continues to suffer in silence. whatever war is raging inside his ribcage tears him apart piece by piece, and you wish you could carry the burden. 

there’s probably nothing you can say to convince reiner that he was just a kid, a victim of circumstance. there’s nothing that can persuade him to see himself the way you do.

so you decide to tell reiner why you love him. 

you explain the amount of admiration you hold for him. tell him that you love the way he just wants to be someone his comrades can lean on, like a big brother. tell him that you think he’s the most gorgeous person you’ve ever seen and how you think he deserves the world.

the way you spill your guts out snaps every nerve in your body. you don’t say everything you want to – but you tell him enough. a dark flush spreading across your face, you find the courage to look at him.

the world seems to stop on its axis when you find reiner staring right on back. the intensity of his eyes is stunning; they’re lit up with astonishment and affection.

god, the affection. you see it clear as day. maybe one of the greatest regrets in his life is how he forced himself to see you only as a friend.

that’s when he reaches out to you.

reiner retracts his hand twice, unsure, before slowly brushing his fingertips against yours. the touch is so feather-light that you almost can’t feel it. it’s a test - he’s waiting to see if you pull away. you can’t even move if you wanted to, because his fond gaze keeps you rooted to the spot before him. 

when you don’t recoil, reiner finally moves to gently hold your hand; his palm is so much bigger than yours, and your fingers slot together perfectly, like a jigsaw puzzle’s final piece. 

heart thrumming like a hummingbird has been stuffed into your chest, you’re almost at a loss for words and come to a realization.

this utterly amazing man likes you. always has. 

but reiner shoved away the feelings for one simple reason; you deserved ‘better.’ focusing on the old crush he had on historia was a distraction - an attempt to convince himself to stop thinking about you.

because looking at you everyday and not being able to act upon his feelings was too painful.

“is this okay?” reiner asks lowly. there’s a slight pinkness to his cheeks, the color of a selfless love.

by some miracle, you manage to nod dumbly. “yeah, of course. it’s fine.” it’s amazing is what you actually want to say.  

reiner squeezes your hand at the reassurance, a sigh escaping from his throat. “i really—”

you wait for him to finish, but he doesn’t. reiner just searches your profile for signs of discomfort, and then untwines your hands to bravely swipe a thumb along the length of your cheekbone. 

there’s no time to speak because he’s already leaning down.  

the sensation of reiner’s lips pressing against yours lights your skin ablaze; you can feel the curling flames of passion sear your soul, made even more intense by the warmth of the sunlight on your back.

it’s natural, it’s tender, it’s warm.

reiner’s breath rattles into your mouth when you rest both palms against his solid chest and deepen the kiss. the musky smell of his aftershave and cologne envelops you completely, and fuck, it’s so good. your arms wrap around him, fingers passing over the sharp slopes of his shoulder blades.

as much as you wish the kiss could go on endlessly, there are people gathering outside. avoiding any unwanted attention from nosy strangers is very much appreciated.

you pull away to nuzzle your nose into reiner, and he rests his chin on your shoulder, protective arms moving to loop around your waist. it’s such an intimate caress that it sparks your brain into overdrive.

as the rushing sound of the breeze comes back to your ears through the quiet, you tuck the kiss away to be remembered forever. that’s all there is to it. being close to reiner like this - swaying together like wildflowers in the wind - is more important than anything else.

“i like you,” reiner murmurs.

the suddenness of it makes you laugh, and you can feel the upward quirk of reiner’s lips - a whisper of a peaceful smile and a sweet, sweet promise.

[georgiapeach30513]

would you write a lil about Frank and Ari's relationship? they were doing kinda fine when Frank and Mary came from Florida to stay with him. I know Frank did this Horrible thing.. and Ari is forgiving him.. thats okay.. but are they cordial enough to be see each other sometimes may be on Holidays? and Now their Kids are getting married, they are gonna be family in a different way altogether. So yeah.

They were doing decent. Ari had heard more from Frank the abuse that Andy unleashed on Frank. But even still Ari held a lot of resentment towards Frank. He doesn't fully understand why Kitten can forgive him the way that she did. Which, she did it for Iris. Her and Frank aren’t best friends or anything, they have an understanding. Let's not look at Arleigh and Beau getting married, but look at instead when it was the tipping point for Ari.

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The Three of You Together

Summary: Ari and Frank get into an argument

Pairings: Ari Levinson X Frank Adler

Rating: sad Ari

Warnings: mentions of a throuple, slight homophobia, mentions of abuse to Kitten, mentions of rape, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 600

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Frank Adler Masterlist

Ari & Curtis Masterlist

"What do you mean you don't believe in it? It's my fucking relationship, and I believe it," Ari is fuming looking at his little brother who only sits there shaking his head. You standing almost behind Ari, and he pushes you even further back. His full body blocking you from Frank.

"You're both sharing the same woman and acting like it's love," Ari takes one calculated step towards Frank, and you're made fully aware of how much larger he is than Frank.

"You're such a fucking hypocrite," he calmly whispers to him. The timbre of his voice almost scaring you. "At least she knows who she has in the bed with her. How many times did you fuck your brother's wife, and she thought it was really Andy."

"I wasn't abusing her!"

Ari's eyes rake all over Frank's face in disgust. Everything about this situation has set him on edge, and he's beyond pissed. Confused as to why this was Frank's only argument. "That's the only thing you had on Andy. But, you were abusing her. You were raping her because she thought you were Andy."

"So you're...you're gay?" Ari scoffs looking at Frank, knowing he doesn't owe him anything. "So you're just using her. I see."

"I love her. We love her and each other. I don't expect you to understand. Our relationship is our business. I didn't come here to make you understand. We came here to tell you bye, and it was useless. You know your twin's ex-wife, she approves, and loves our future wife. The one that knows who she's in bed with. But you wouldn't understand. Sit here and fucking mope about a woman you abused, who was always going to fall for Ransom, and I'm going to live my life with the two people who mean the most to me."

Ari doesn't say another word, just grabs your hand to walk away. you feel his tenseness flowing through him in the hand that he's holding of yours. His grip a bit tighter, and you know when he hands you the keys to the truck, he's not okay. Already texting Curtis that your daddy needs some serious petting. Your hand holds onto him the whole drive home. Arriving at the same time at Curtis.

You both see Ari's frustration and his hurt. Curtis had warned you it wouldn't go well. Mentioned how it was going to bring up a lot of questions for Frank, that Ari wasn't ready to deal with. The two of you lead Ari into the bedroom, and he starts to protest, "No, baby, let us take care of you."

"I don't..."

"Shh..." you know that sex isn't what he needs right now. He just needs to be shown how much he is loved. Show him how importan he is to the both of you. So when Curtis settles on the bed, waiting for Ari to crawl in between his thighs, just so you can straddle him, your legs resting on the both of them. Curtis gives Ari a slow and soft massage, while your hands just pet up and down his arms, whispering soft praises to him, "No matter what anyone says, you're perfect for us. We're going to have us a cute little house full of our own cubs. There's no one better for us than Ari Levinson. We love you both baby. Come 'ere."

Your voice trails off when those sad tears finally break through. Ari buries his face in your chest, and you just allow him to get through his tears. The two of you coaxing your sweet boy through his heartbreak. Always the three of you together.

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[jaedreaminn]

At War or In Love?

Word Count: 2.5k

Pairings: Haechan x Reader.

Theme: fluff, crack, hurt, comfort, angst, enemies to lovers, collegeau.

Characters: Donghyuck, Jeno, Mark, Taeyong, Ten, Renjun, Jaemin, Jisung «mentioned» Chenle.

Words Count: 2.5k

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Donghyuck knew he was a cheerful boy. His cheerfulness was given to him by his mother who he lived with for the first five years of his life. He couldn't remember her face but he did remember her smile and bubbly attitude and it stuck with him even after he was seperated from her to live with the Lee's. To live with his father.

He's always been social and good with people so he couldn't understand why Mrs.Lee hated him so much. Nor could he understand why his brothers who he was so excited to meet never spoke to him, so he had simply assumed that talking inside the Lee house was forbidden. He barely remembers his early childhood, just glimpses of memories passed through his head. Memories like Mrs.Lee's glares and awful words, memories of yelling and crying but he wasn't sure where the crying was coming from, memories of being stuck with an awful Maths teacher who really didn't like him.

But those were just distant memories because the memories that stuck with him were sitting at the dinner table and eating with his brother's, his elder brothers taking care of him and pampering him, Marks red face when he would annoy the boy who no matter how mad he was would never push Donghyuck away.

He remembers growing up protected by Taeyong, Ten, Mark and Jeno from his awful step mother. She was the only person Donghyuck ever despised, he remembers how she was drunk and angry one day and she grabbed him by his arm and yelled at him, told him he wasn't supposed to exist, wasn't supposed to be loved. But she was also told him something that broke his eight year old self, she told him his birth mother had died.

He remembers crying into Tens arms bitterly and all of his brothers joining him, huddling together on Tens small bed to console him. That night when he had fallen asleep in his brothers arms he dreamt of his mother, his mother who smiled at him and told him he was loved and that he was ment to love and to always be happy and cheerful. And so he believed her.

He lived his life quite happily, shielded from his parents by his brothers, which he would grow up to appreciate.

He was cheerful and friendly and loving and got along with everyone. So he couldn't for the life of him understand why you made his blood boil so much.

"Y/n you're messing it up!" He yelled, frustrated but you only ignored him poking you tongue out from the side of your mouth as you concentrated on lining the border of your assignment with decorative tape.

"Do you think we're still in kindergarten?" He mocked you and without wavering your attention from the task at hand you spoke, "If we were in kindergarten I would be at peace and you wouldn't be here." And that angered him even more.

"Why did you follow me to uni" he grumbled under his breath sitting down next to you.

"Please you followed me here" you scoffed, handing over the assignment to him.

"Why did you even waste time decorating the first page of the script. It doesn't make sense and doesn't even add to our marks"

"One. It makes our script original-" "but isn't the story in it origna-" "TWO. It looks cute" you said with a grin plastered on your face and he looked at you and wondered how anyone could be so irritability adorable.

"Well if you're only going to stare at me weirdly I'm leaving" and you were gone before he even got a chance to say anything. Haechan sighed, looking at the cutely decorated cover page to the script the two of you worked on together. You really were stupid.

Before he knew it he found himself at lunch seated in between Mark and Renjun.

"Ugh I swear if this one doesn't turn our right I'm quitting" Renjun grumbled to no one in particular as he continued to work on his art assignment. Haechan sighed feeding the busy boy a sandwich and Mark rolled his eyes.

"What are you losers upto" Jeno asked, approaching the table with Jisung trailing behind him.

"I'm still in shock you're studying music and dance" Mark said taking a bite of his food.

"He says that everytime" Jisung rolled his eyes as he sat down.

"At the pace at which Jeno was going at I'm pretty sure Mark expected him to get into crime" A voice spoke and all the boys looked up to be greeted by a smiling Jaemin.

"Aren't you supposed to be on my side?" Jeno asked Jaemin with a pout and the other just laughed handing him a bottle of water.

"Please I love Mark more" the grinning boy said and Jeno being his dramatic self visibly deflated.

"Calm down there casanova Marks already got someone" Renjun said, eyes still on his painting.

"Where's Chenle?" Haechan then asked. "He's still stuck in the practice room, said his partner is being annoying" Jisung answered after he realised no one else was going to.

"Pft I know a thing or to about annoying partners" Haechan scoffed and everyone at the table sighed.

"Here we go again" Jisung said rolling his eyes and digging into his food.

"Again?"

"Oh please Haechan this happens everytime it's either y/n this or y/n that. You're obsessed" Renjun said banging his paint brush onto the table.

"What! That's not true" Haechan started to get defensive.

"Please the amount of tension between the two of you is crazy! Like just date already" Jeno laughed and now Donghyuck was very embarrassed.

"You're single ass should date first you've still not dated anyone after-" Donghyuck stopped himself immediately realising the words coming out of his mouth.

"That's my fault isn't it" Mark frowned.

"No!" Jeno said and then glared in Donghyucks direction, "No. I gave you my blessings it's okay I had to get over our relationship and I'm so happy for the two of you right now" Jeno said quickly and Mark frowned.

"But what if you had a chance.."

"Mark Lee you foolish fool if Jeno said he had no problem and literally encouraged you to date his ex then don't question it. Plus he's giving his all to music right now" Jaemin said patting Marks back.

"Hate to say this but Jaemins right, like Jeno could have easily killed you in his sleep of he had a prblem with you, we live in the same house remember?" Haechan added grinning and everyone faceplamed.

"Anyway moving on I've got a buisness class right now I'm going to run" Jaemin said getting up and leaving and Renjun jumped up cheering.

"Geez I didn't know you hate Jaemin hyung" Jisung the ever sassy said and Renjun looked at him confused before realisation dawned on him "Ahhh no I'm done with my drawing and I need to run too" Renjun said eyes widening as he noticed the time, grabbing his stuff and running off. They watched with a laugh how Renjun who was usually calm and graceful tripped as he ran out.

"Wait when did Jisung even leave?" Mark asked pointing to the empty seat. "Ungreatful brat" was muttered by Jeno.

"Are you guys secretly hanging out with y/n and lermimg disappearing trick from them?" Haechan asked and Mark and Jeno just gave him a look. "what?"

"Y/n again? I'm telling you you're obsessed" Jeno chuckled and Haechan chocked on his spit as he quickly got up and hurried away from his brothers teasing.

He was on his way to his locker when he spotted you laughing rather fakely to something a very attractive boy was saying. You laugh was a pitch higher than normal and Haechan almost snorted loudly. Almost. And you were most definitely flirting with that guy.

He approached you with a smile from behind, tapping your back and watching with utmost pleasure when you frowned.

"Is that a new laugh y/n weren't you snorting like a pig just today morning" he asked with a cheeky grin and you frowned.

"Shut up and leave" you said throught gritted teeth trying your best to keep calm.

"Oh c'mon I was just kidding" Haechan smiled and was about to wrap his arms around your shoulder when the boy you were talking to stopped him. He glared at the hand stopping his.

"I don't know who you are but you're making y/n uncomfortable so you got to leave" the boy said pushing Haechans hand away and grabbing onto your hand and pulling you away from Haechan.

Haechan stood there shocked at the boys actions for a second before snapping and pulling you back with so much force you fell onto his chest.

He glared daggers at the boy, his eyes threatening him. "Y/n and I have known eachother all I lives and now we've got a project to work on so don't suddenly interfere in the life of someone you know nothing about." Haechan said coldly, venom hidden behind each word of his and he dragged you away.

He was fuming, not realising where he was going until he was at the garden with you.

"Can you believe the nerve of that guy?" He scoffed but you didn't say anything head hung low. He immediately took notice of that.

"Y/n what's wrong?" He asked worried and thats when you looked up at him, eyes tired. "This has to stop" you pleaded and he didn't understand what you were saying.

"You did this back in school too. You were awful to me and hated me but the moment I was with someone other than you you'd make a big deal out of it and end up fighting with that person" you said said, voice breaking and tears glistening your eyes. Haechan was about to defend himself when you spoke again. "I'm so tired of whatever crap you're pulling Haechan, you were always sending me mixed signals in school and I let you take me for a ride but not again. I liked you but hated you. You made me angry but so happy. You pushed me away only to pull me back and I'm sick of it" the tears now made their way down you face as you cried and Haechan stood there feeling so guilty for making you cry.

"Y/n I'm so sorry I didn't mean to.."

"Of course you didn't mean to" a dry laugh escaped your lips, "but tell me, did you ever like me? Was this just entertainment for you? For when you were bored?" You asked with spite.

And suddenly everytime someone hinted at his weird obsession with you came back to him, "Look I don't hate you... Atleast I think I don't. Not that much I-" You scoffed cutting him off.

"It's either you like me or you don't stop playing with my heart this isn't funny" you said rather calmly but the anger visible in your eyes.

"I don't know...I don't think so" he could hear your heart break and somehow he felt like maybe, he was wrong.

"Then leave please leave" you said agressively wiping away the fresh tears falling down your face. He tried to comfort you but you raised you hand stopping him.

He sighed in defeat and began to walk away, head hung low. He felt bad for making you cry and wanted to see you smile. Just then the thought of you crying in that pretty boys arms crossed his mind and he felt and awful feelin at the pit of his stomach. Jealousy. He was jealous, he wanted to make you happy and he wanted to hold you as you cried, he didn't want you to look at other people lovingly, and he hated the thought of you kissing someone else so he immediately turned to you and grabbing you by your shoulders.

"Look y/n I want to believe I hate you but at the same time I hate when it's not me that makes you happy because I love making you smile, I love making you laugh, I love annoying you." He said eyes serious as you blankly stared at him.

"All I know is whatever is going on in my head, you're at the center of it and you're the only one that can help me figure out what my fixation with you is."

"That's stupid." you mumbled, looking away from his intense gaze and he smiled.

"Nothing's stupid in love and war y/n and right now I don't know if I'm at war with you" he paused and you looked up at him and he smiled at you fondly, "or in love with you."

You looked at him awe struck and he couldn't help but chuckle at how cute you looked, with eyes still shining from all the tears and your face flushed.

"Will you help me figure which one it is?" He asked, his tone hopeful and you thought for a while and nodded as he grinned happily. And you smiled.

"This might just be my own downfall" you started with a frown and then a very small smile made its way to your face, "But atleast then I'll know more than I know now."

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"This is stupid he's in love with you" Jeno said with a frown and Haechan pouted as he watched you laugh.

"Ah y/n run away while you can, our hyucks really stupid to even think he hates you" Mark added and if you weren't holding his hand right now Haechan would have punched his brother.

"Oh so this is the infamous y/n" Ten said walking into the room with a smirk on his face and Haechan silently cried inside.

"We really need to leave" he said but you were at your antics again and said "no we don't we have plenty of time don't we" he swears he hates you but at the same time it was impossible to hate you when you smiled at him like that.

"Ohhh is this y/n Donhyuck?" Came his eldest brothers voice and this time Haechan did cry.

"Oh c'mon don't pretend to cry you love me"Taeyong said patting his back and you chuckled.

"No I love Mark" Haechan said glaring at the eldest who only chuckled, "What's with everyone's fixation on Mark?" Jeno asked and Ten rolled his eyes "You just don't see how adorable our Markie is because your Taeyongs pet"

"Hyuck this is your fault the name stuck!" Mark growled and you stood there watching the brothers argue with eachother, amused at their antics.

"Ahh this is what you'll be getting into if you associate with this family" A voice said behind you and you turned around to meet the person who was your senior in high school and the one that stole Tens heart.

"Wouldn't I be lucky if that was the case?" You asked but another voice spoke "Try being stuck babysitting five grown men" you turned to see the person you recognised as Marks partner.

"I will hit you!" Haechan yelled charging at Mark who had run behind Ten who was yelling at Taeyong for help who who was being held down by a sulky Jeno.

You shared a look with the two people beside you as the three of you broke out in laughter.

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Lee brother's- A mini series

Previous Part: Lee Ten

Next part: Series Finale

[h0neyjaehyun]

☁︎ 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲 ☁︎

Summary // Tali sees her leader overwhelmed with all the members that appeared for the new black on black comeback and seemed to almost breakdown.

Characters // Talia Flores + Lee Taeyong (mentions: Nct Members ot 18, blackpink,Miguel, her mother)

Era / Year // May 2018

Word Count //

⚠️Warning⚠️ // breakdown, stress,

Tali always admired Taeyong. She knew he made mistakes in his past and he wanted to make up for them. She related to that, she didn't know what he did, but did relate to the feeling of redemption.

Tali's past was filled with vandalism, running away from the cops etc. She always admired Taeyong for his patiences, and he is one of the people that would fit the description of a person's past does not define them, it only defines how they came to be.

Tali came back from a Blackpink practice, tired of all the rules she has to learn again, since she hasn't had a comeback in Blackpink in a year basically. She has performed but nothing more. She had to relearn some rules to follow since they all are from different companies and all need a unique rules to fit them. At the moment they are trying to decide if Tali is allowed to have interaction with NCT when she is with Blackpink, since most female groups are not allowed to interact with male idols, some even if they are in the same company.

They are leading towards a no, so it can be fair with Rin as she has yet to debut in a boy group. She thinks its ridiculous, but gets it at the same time, they won't really hear her out since she only 18 and people think she doesn't know any better. So whats the point, and the thing is she has to tell her leader, and as a position as co-leader is basically needed so she can help control the dreamies especially right now since they are all together in a big group of 19.

She feels bad knowing they are probably gonna say no to be able to interact with them and putting all the responsiblity on their leader.

She walked to his room unsure on how to tell him, the problem thats probably gonna occur. She knocked on his door and stepped back to give some room to open the door.

"Oh Tali, do you need something?" Taeyong asked wondering why she is here instead of dreamies dorm.

"I need to talk to you about something."

"Yeah sure come on in."

Tali moved on his bed and he sat next to her.

"So, we had a meeting today about rules in Blackpink since all the girls are from different companies and groups. Since Im a girl in a group of boys they are thinking not to let me interact with you guys when Im with Blackpink." Tali finished now looking at Taeyong for some type of reaction. But he didn't react he was frozen. Shocked on how just because she is in a group of boys that she is not allowed to interact with because she is around girls how does that make sense. Then he thought, isn't she a co- leader too??

"Did you tell them that your the co- leader of the group, and that you need to be there so we have help to have things under control?" Taeyong asked now worried when the group is together, since the others are still young. Yes, some are the same age as Tali but they don't have the leadership skills like Tali does when it comes down to it as in decision making and work.

Tali nodded her head yes, "They shoved it off like it was nothing, they said because I was just 18 I didn't know much." Tali stated.

Taeyong was done he was frustrated and tired from the comebacks to the trying to make the new members comfortable, then making sure he sees everything is under control, and then this happens.

He was just frustrated.

Tali knew it was coming, the breakdown. She saw it build up from the starting of this month. She didnt know how to approach him so she figured giving him information that probably he won't like would make him click into letting it all out. She didn't want him to hold it all in, and she always busy so in that moment she took advantage of to help her leader.

Taeyong started crying out of frustration, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he kept repeating apologies crumbling down in Tali's arms. "What are you sorry for you didn't do anything wrong?" Tali said softly, playing with his hair trying the comfort him. "I'm just so tired and frustrated and I was happy to have your help then you tell me this and your getting discriminated." Taeyong just kept saying all his thoughts, slowing laying down on Tali, crying in her neck.

"Yongie"

"Yes"

"Your a great leader, whether you know it or not. I couldn't ask for a better leader, your understanding and patient, have a great personality. Always supportive and bubbly. Always looking forward for a good time, caring for your chaotic members. Its fine to feel this way and please, when you feel this way its okay to come to me too, as you said im the co-leader after all." Tali said softly rubbing his back and playing with his hair noticing he going to sleep.

"Tali."

"Hm?"

"Thank you for everything you've done for me, your probably tired from all the comebacks you're so strong, one day I hope I can be as strong as you." Taeyong whispered.

Tali froze at the comment, noticing that he fell asleep. Tali thought I'm not strong no where near, I couldn't even leave her behind, I let her effect me.

Tali's phone dinged she grabbed it successfully without waking up Taeyong and it came from her brother.

Miguel:We have a problem

Tali:What kind of problem?

Miguel:She left a package for me...

Tali was stunned, she didn't want to think who it actually was, not her

Tali:No Miguel don't pull this with me

Miguel:Why the hell would I lie about this she sent me a package Talia its pictures of you and your members out eating, and I'm pretty sure you didn't post these picture.

Tali was scared, not for her life but her members. Her mother was crazy. And if she sent this to her brother she knows, she is back in town and ready to do crazy things. Only her friends and Straykids understand and its only in the middle of summer.

Tali started silently crying out of fear. She never cried about a sasaengs when they sent her pictures out with a member or playing with a dog mostly because its more bark and no bite. But her mother has bite.

Tali looked down at Taeyong who was pasted out hugging her tightly. She hug him back afriad he would go away and leave her alone then she went into deep slumber with her memories slowing fading away into peaceful sleep.

But Thanksgiving was coming, which means family, which means, her show.

[sardorothyma]

this is the nonsense of my mind that i need to get out before i lose the courage to speak it.. the punctuation is incorrect, the word structure doesn't make sense, my spelling (i’m sure) is off..but i found myself typing in the same way i was thinking. so this is it. this is me....

so i realized that i have been going through my days rather shut down. mentally, i feel empty. it really just feels like there is someone moving me around like i'm the puppet and i just move and act like I'm supposed to, like how i’m expected to.. but also not how i’m expected at the same time? i do this because i have no control over the strings that hold me. i know i’m rambling but try to keep up... 

so daily, i talk to my mom, she wonders how I'm feeling, what i’m thinking.. i have no answer for her. I listen to my dad talk... this i feel, is a way to fill up the time where i should be talking about how i am actually doing but instead he is the one talking.. he might not realize what he is doing but i am still forever grateful for it.. grateful that i don’t have to think or talk... i can just listen because i have always adored listening. 

i spent today cleaning and the strangest thing happened.. one second i am singing to myself, the next second i'm laughing, then right after i find myself crying... why am i crying? i think.. this makes me laugh harder then i realize... i am so strong and yet so broken at the same time. how can this be? 

well this is what i have come to realize in those moments....

daily, you say you miss me, you ask what you can do, what i want, what i am thinking, how i am feeling, and yet you haven’t actually done anything to try to figure that out. so i sit here and wait. i wait for you to leave, i wait for the seconds i can sit by myself, the minutes i can spend listening to music, the hours i can enjoy reading, the time that i can be completely and utterly alone. i count down for the moment i can lay in bed because even though i may only have the night time to myself, i wait for those moments and cherish every second of it. i cherish the time that i can lay in bed, look out the window, view the stars, and be able to dream while i am awake.

but in that lays the problem... all have ever done is wait. i have waited for things to get better and yet here i am. so i am done.

lately i have been doing a lot of thinking, ironically enough, considering i just said my mind feels empty. empty yet full.. constantly which now thinking about it, explains the constant headaches... anyway.. continuing on.. 

i look back and i replay the events that have gotten me to this point. there was always people (”friends” i called at the time, though now i see them as your friends that were stuck dealing with me because i have this habit of pushing people away so i always end up alone.. however i have never really felt a lone when i was alone. i felt more alone when people were around)...i have these people harassing me, embarrassing me, making me the center of these jokes, never caring how i felt.... and here i was, putting up with it because of you though it was never your fault, it was mine. i let it happen and i put up with it, i played stupid, i pretended to be oblivious when you were at girls houses all hours of the night, doing things then lying to me right after when all i wanted was your honesty, all wanted was for you to be there and stick up for me and you never did. you were never there. i pretended i was fine when i wasn’t and you knew i wasn’t and yet you did nothing. you sat back and watched me hurt myself and did nothing. you said you were there for me and you loved me and then i thought that was enough but it was just a cheap way of acting like you cared. who knows.. maybe you did but just didn’t know how to show it.

i wanted to split up for a little and it was so easy for you to move on but then come crying back saying you weren’t okay, that you loved me, that you needed me... but where was that love when your tongue was down her throat? eventually i took you back and it was fine. i convinced myself i needed you more then you needed me but maybe you loved me more then i loved you and people always said thats how things should be so you don’t get hurt... i don’t know... but there i was, trying to figure it out.

so i find out i am pregnant with a little one who will end up being the most beautiful little girl to me and i am so unbelievably happy but then there are these moments that occur that it makes me feel like this miracle is almost not as special as it really is. i work constantly with two jobs because you lost yours yet you won’t rub my swollen feet or aching back. we don’t celebrate mothers day because in your eyes I'm not a mother yet. my stomach is huge, we feel her kick and yet, im not a mother because she isn’t born yet.. so mothers day passes with nothing but a smart ass and sarcastic “happy mothers day” from you... fathers day come along and i, in return, don’t want to celebrate, your family, knowing how mothers day went, decides it not fair i won’t celebrate fathers day so they do it with you...so you have that day...

time pasts and i have this beautiful little girl who is my absolute heart and soul. i work constantly, continue on with school full time, and yet i am still viewed as not good enough. i want time alone with her, and when you worked and we were home i cherished the time i had alone with her to play with her, read to her, and sing to her... and yet because i wouldn’t be near others and put on a show, they assumed i was a good for nothing parent who slept while a newborn sat and stared at nothing all day. in what way does that sound like me? you knew these things were being said, how i was being treated and yet you did nothing. 

more time passes, we get into this house which i, key word being i, spent almost everyday in there with our six month old, cleaning, painting, sanding, cleaning, ripping rug up alone so we can hurry and be in it... no one helped and yet everyone comes through and criticize if things aren’t up their standards... again, i am left alone to defend our home. 

months pass and we try for another miracle and we were blessed to have one. we announce I'm pregnant again and suddenly none of them are happy... maybe they are but just not happy it is from me. so months pass, i get rounder, and things are said, “how is she?” (not me.. my child who everyone wanted to be a girl so i wouldn’t have the boy of the family.. so here these people are.. calling my son a girl because they couldn’t just be happy for us without some sort of negative comment to throw in). imagine how hard it was for me to listen to you all call my son a little girl because you just assumed it was impossible for me to have the boy that none of you wanted me to have. i couldn’t really say anything because i wanted to surprise everyone with a gender party so i make little comments “don’t call my child a girl when you don’t know the gender” “don’t tell my daughter she is having a sister when she might be having a brother”.. literally, up until the last moment you told me i was having a girl until i told you, no, I'm actually not.... all those comments, all the months of people disregarding my feelings and you said nothing. you did nothing.

time goes by and i am not happy. i feel alone. i try telling you and nothing happens. months go by and i tell you again and nothing happens.

so now here i am, you aren’t sleeping at home and all i want is to be alone. people accuse me of having affairs, being heartless, not wanting to try, not wanting to fix things... but thats just it.. i am the only one who has been trying. against the things they say, do you stand up for me? no. you are hurting now? i am hurting always. you miss me now? i missed you when we would lay in bed together and you didn’t hold me, when we didn’t talk, or laugh, or kiss. we stopped saying i love you to each other and yet thats all you want to tell me now.

there is so much more words i can type but none of it would help. me making you a list won’t help. even as you sit there and beg me to help you, you still won’t help me. you never helped me. 

people say a relationship is really all about the little things but even the little things were mostly for you to make you happy. for so long i started to disregard my own feeling that eventually you did to. but i cannot live like that anymore.

that is it. it does not explains it all but most.... it’s not your fault, really, because i let myself get that way. even as i tried to fix myself i was never able to put the pieces back together because i was always to busy being the strong one for you and for the family i was trying to make with you. 

so i stood there crying today and that was the moment that i realized i am completely broken but i am strong enough to leave. strong enough to take care of myself for once and for that i should thank you.. thank you because i am this way because of you.. i am broken.. but i am strong enough to work on placing the pieces back together.

i am just now realizing that i am strong enough now because i have always had to be...

[riku-izanami]

At near by food stall

Ren: thank you for accompanying me blake, kinda had to get away from the chaos for a bit. Never thought pyrrha of all people would suplex a teacher....

Blake: it's no issue really.....you should see the plans ruby is making to win the tournament

Ren: is it really that intense?

Blake: weiss & yang are assisting....and it seems that everyone is making alliances, death threats, & fear tactics to secure that gift card.

Ren: really

Blake: i saw pyrrha and velvet making scheming together with evil looks on their faces. And those 2 are love rivals so you know its serious

Ren:.....wow.....i think nora just my have started a world war beacon

Blake: *smirking* yup.....hey ren?

Ren: yeah?

Blake: how come you & nora aren't going crazy over getting a kiss from jaune

Ren: oh we get one every night

Blake: *blinks owlishly* huh

Ren: well....one day during a bad storm, nora could sleep & jaune's big brother senses kick in & long story short he tucks us in bed and gives us good night kisses

Blake: *staring at ren dumb founded* seriously?

Ren: seriously

Blake: and pyrrha doesn't even

Ren: nope

Blake:.....*she seemed to be deep in thought before regaining her composure* ok...wow...learn something new everyday

Ren: mhmm....oh hey *looking towards the booth* wow.

Blake: what *she turns to look at the jnpr booth*

The teens watch the 2 tranfer students make out with jaune for what seemed to be an eternity. Ren formed a small blush while blake stared more intensely at the sight. Licking her lips as if she had an idea form

Ren:...I'm not even sure if thats legal to do in public.

Blake: *staring intensely*....I'm sorry....we can do that?

Ren: i mean......they paid so....

Blake: *stands up and counts her lien* well ren, its been fun but i gotta go before jaune's used up

The boy watched blake make her way to the booth semi patiently wait for her turn

Ren:....*watching nora shuffling akwardly watching the display* honestly hope this isn't considered prostitution

In the shade of a tree, a rather strange grimm watch Cinder & neo's littlw make out session

Salem: *shaking her head in disappointment* i gave that girl one job.....one job...and she's kissing some....blonde haired boy

A seer floated next to her

Seer:......

Salem: Why do i care so much? The success of this mission depends on her obtain the rest of the fall maiden's power

Seer:........

Salem: she is also doing such a shameful display *motions to the scene before her* why would anyone pay to let some mere boy kiss them

Seer:.......

Salem: I am not jealous of Cinder!

Seer:.....

Salem: i don't think that's any of you business & quite frankly i do not wish to talk about this anymore. In fact, I wish to monitor tryian's progress now

The image before changed to the scorpion faunus. The seer left seemly to perform other tasks that had been gove to it, leaving salem alone again. Making sure no one, or thing, was watching she quickly returned to qatch cinder again. This time a small blush graced her bone white skin

Salem: perhaps i should see what the interest is in this.....boy. *she paused, thinking about what she was suggesting* it won't be weird for a woman my age to kiss a young boy on his lips....right

Seer:......

Salem: I AM NOT A PERVERT NOR AM I REPRESSED!

Really love your carnival series, can you do one with the other girls like Winter, Cinder, and maybe Neo?

Jaune at the Carnival part 4

Winter arrives early in the morning to the kissing booth.

Winter: Are you the owner of this stand?

Nora: Yes ma'am, what can I do for you?

Winter: As part of Atlas Military, we must check each booth to make sure it is safe for our guest. So I'll have to enjoy, I mean, test the safety of your service.

Jaune: Safety? But this is a kissing booth.

Nora: (Oh~ I see what she is trying to do) No no no, she's right Jaune. *looks at her* Take your time.

Winter: Thanks for your cooperation. *She approaches jaune* Please proceed with the usual service.

Jaune: O-ok. (This is awkward) *Jaune leans forward and kisses Winter* Is that enough?

Winter: Unfortunately it is not. We have to do a more in-depth examination.

She grabs his face and kisses him more deeply. Jaune is trying to break free but she holds him back. She doesn't stop and she almost forgets to breathe. She pauses to catch her breath and Jaune uses that opportunity to free himself from her.

Jaune: *Surprise* Did you just use your tongue ?!

Winter: *Blushing and hungry for more* Is just part of the safety test.

She kissed him again and began to play with his hair. She was so into that kiss that she began to move her hands around Jaune's body.

Nora: *Separates them * Ok, that's enough. We only give Kisses in this establishment.

Winter: *She tries to compose herself* Looks like everything is fine, but I'll be back for another inspection. Just to make sure it's still safe for the public.

Nora: Yeah yeah, next time I'll charge you. Now go!

Winter leaves

Nora: Are you Ok Jaune?

Jaune: *Hides his face* I can't get married anymore.

Nora: You’re ok.

Later that day.

Cinder: Ok everyone has their task. Mercury will spy on Ren, Esmeralda on Nora, Neo has Jaune and I will spy on Pyrrha.

Neo: *On her scroll* “Why do I have to spy the punching bag? 🤔 He doesn't seem like a threat to our plan🥱”

Cinder: And your boss thought the same about Ruby and look what happened. I’m not taking any chances.

Neo: “Ugh 😩 fine, I will spy on him 😒.”

Each of them went their separate ways. Neo walks through the carnival until he finds Jaune at the Kissing Booth?

Neo: (Why would anyone pay to get a kiss from him?)

Later she sees a bunny girl going to the booth for a kiss. The first kiss was simple, but after that, the bunny threw more money on the table and started making out with the boy. He has his hands raised and away from the girl. But the girl holds him tightly by the head and presses him against her lips. As if they were glued together. The second kiss was over and it looks like she tried to pay for another one but she didn't have enough money. then she ran off to who knows where.

Neo: (Holy Cow! Are his kisses that good? I need to try it) *Approaches the booth*

Jaune: Shit another one. *says quietly* Are you here for the ... kisses?

Neo: “You bet handsome 😘. How much does a kiss cost?”

Jaune: *Blushing* Well 1 kiss is only $ 1 lien

Neo: “Here you go 😉” *She gives him $1 lien* “Now kiss me 😚”

Jaune leans in and gives her a simple kiss.

Jaune:…

Neo:…

Jaune:…

Neo:….

Jaune: Are you-

Neo slaps all the money that she has on the table.

Neo: “I won't leave until every lien is well spent😡 Now bring those lips to mama 😍😘”

Jaune: Wait! Calm down ple- mhmm

Neo: *Starts making out with him* “💕💘❤️‍🔥”

A couple of hours later

Cinder is angry right now. Why, because Neo didn't come back to report what she found about her target.

Cinder: (Where is she?! She better be dead or I'll kill her myself!)

Cinder keeps walking through the carnival until she sees Neo in the kissing booth kissing her target.

Cinder: (I can't believe this!) *Walks over to the booth* Neo! What are you doing?!

Neo: *Stop kissing Jaune* “I'm just gathering information like you asked me to 🙄”

Cinder: This is what you've been doing all day ?! This is not the kind of information I asked you to get!

Neo: “Whatever. I'm not leaving until I get all my kisses. So if you don't mind ...”

Cinder: No, we are leaving!

Neo: “You are not my boss!”

Cinder: Are you talking back to me?! You little sh-

Jaune: OK! I don't know what's going on, but can you solve it away from the booth, please?

Cinder: *she looks at Jaune and gets in his face* Shut up! I will handle my affairs where I please. So just stay quite it an-

At that moment, Neo pushes Cinder towards Jaune, causing them both to kiss.

Jaune: I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to do that! I’m really sorry.

Cinder: How dare you!

Jaune: I understand that you are angry and I’m really s-

Cinder: How dare you hide those kisses from me! *Throws more money on the table* How many kisses can you give me with this ?!

Jaune: *Scared* A-about 53 kisses.

Cinder: *Evil smile* Good. Now bring those lips to me.

Neo: “Hey! I still have some kisses left!🤬”

Cinder: We can double team

Neo: “🤔”

Jaune: I don’t think is apro-

Neo: “Ok 😁👌”

Jaune: Wha-mmhmm!

Cinder: *Starts making out with him*

Neo: *Bite her lip* (This is so hot)

[icarussolved-blog]

ACT 3: END / AND IT ENDS LIKE ALL STORIES DO POETICALLY 

(( take note that while most of these acts have been thought out for years now they are EASILY subject to change. The story of Price is a tricky one that I dont have all the kinks worked out yet & I will definitely be going more in-depths into the events listed in the future. But for RP purposes this is all important information for Nathaniel Price  ))

(( Extra EXTRA note. Act 3 is the ROUGHEST act in terms of  notes. It’s constantly in flux and fluxuation and as a result some things might be fucking weird. if you’ve got any tips and suggestions feel free to toss them my way. This is going to be a LONG one folk. ))

The holidays have past and Price is back to work. But this time he’s a lot happier. Having that constant source of validation for his existence and it being someone he loves so dearly. He’s on the up & up. And he’s never felt better.

With the major mob families tossed aside, crime is on a low. There are still major cases of course that Price must investigate and catch a culprit. 

In some cases Price can see that there are some loose ends and loose threads but threads he doesn’t care about because he caught the culprit.

Everything changes greatly when the serial killer Price first caught who killed his guardian breaks out of prison and then begins to taunt Price ENDLESSLY. 

Price is told that he’s too connected to this case. That this can be handled by the other detectives. And everyone - even Hope - tells him to stand down.

But the killer keeps taunting Price and making him and the police force a laughing stock and though Price is told to stay away he ends up getting his nose in too deep.

Deep enough that he ends up encountering the killer without backup and after he kidnapped the Mayor’s son cornering him on top of a high building. Price blinded with rage against the killer ( for his actions in the past, for taunting and making a fool of him, for having people doubt him again ) makes the biggest mistake of his career and shoots the killer right in the head causing him to stumble and fall with the mayor’s son.

Price is demoted. And after weeks of just everything is left as nothing but a beat cop. The commissioner tells him how lucky he is he doesn’t have Price locked away for this --- but after everything Nathaniel has done he couldn’t.

Price is seen as a black sheep. People who once thanked him in the streets have a hard time looking at him. The Mayor HATES him. His fellow officers still care but --- the only person whose fully there for him is Hope. Hope who tells him that they should leave. That this city is hurting Price. Price doesn't’ want to go he wants to put himself back on the pedestal he fell from. They argue and decide to handle it later.

While working as a beat cop Price accidentally comes across something BIG. Small signs and connections with the loose threads in cases all a way from a year ago. But with the way he is now he can’t unveil it. So he goes against the law to uncover it & with Hope and his friends help.

What Price uncovers is massive.

Everything thats happened so far was all a massive set up. Planned by a group who wants more power / money / status in the city. The Commissioner, the lone Gang leader of the Vegas, members of city council, two powerful businessmen, and most surprising of all his guardian the woman who made him see the glory in being a detective. 

They orchestrated and pulled the strings of the gang war to wipe the gang threat away from the city and keep the Vegas as the lone and by proxy most powerful gang in secret. Orchestrated the death of the Mayor’s son using Price’s folly. Orchestrated the fake death of Price’s aunt that way she can work in secret in moving things around and doing what needs to be done. etc.

They did all this that way the Commissioner can become Mayor in the next election and the city council members who worked in tangent in him will have more authority among their peers. The Vegas will be in charge of crime and be able to move material and collect funds faster and with ease as the law won’t be too on their ass. The businessmen’s business will flourish. And Price’s Aunt will have gotten what she really wanted --- a cleaner city. The crime rate will fall with these people in charge and life for people will be easier.

( if you can’t tell this is the part thats just a big sweat meme it one that needs a lot of work ! ) 

Price was a roadblock and a chess piece that needed to be tossed. He’s uncovered this but with all the people involved no amount of evidence will get them convicted. Price is freaking out and Hope is telling him that none of this --- matters.

She’s telling him that if he keeps getting too deep into this he’ll get killed. He’ll loose his life. She tells him to let the other detectives handle this, they can find the evidence easier than he can by breaking the law countless times. She wants to run away with him because she knows that this city is going to kill him. 

Price wants to run away too. He wants to be somewhere safe with her. Alone with her. But he’s blinded again by his pride and his need to win and his need for validation. Validation that there is a reason he exists.

She understands. But it hurts. He says he’s sorry and it hurts.

Price is back on it. Getting the exact evidence he needs to nail everyone. He meets with his detectives in private presents everything he knows. They all understand and help him get the last stuff he needs. The last evidence needed to fully implement everyone.

Price runs into his aunt they have a heavy conversation. There’s a lot of these. There emotional. 

The conspiracy learns of Price and also learns of what he plans to do. So sending Vega they kidnap Hope and set Price’s apartment on fire burning whatever evidence lies in there. The case of the conspiracy is up in flames and Hope is gone. His neighbor badly wounded and can never walk again.

Price hunts her down. He practically corners the Commissioner and threatens to beat him. But there’s nothing he can do. The commissioner wont spill anything. 

He’s blinded with rage and anger and just immensely upset at himself and worried as hell for Hope. But he gets a clue when he gets a text from an unknown number with just the name of the bar close to his home. When he enters the place is empty and behind the bar is the bartender Price had become friends with. In the back where all the liquor is kept was Hope covered in blood. Dead. Throat slit and eyes closed, Price holds her close begging, PLEADING that she has to come back to him.

Apologizing over and over. Crying and Crying. 

He’s broken --- but in his broken state he sees something in the blood by her hand. Written. A final message. One word in blood. (Whether its a location or something who knows ) 

Price stares at the word. Sees it and studies it. And then it all clicks. Why he was a detective in a first place. Because he is smart.  Because he is clever. And why he loved Hope because she was smarter than the rest. Taking the word in his mind and his heart he vows for vengeance and uses this final evidence to end everything.

Final chases / car chases / shootout occurs. Price is able to arrest one of the businessmen, kill the Vegas once and for all, and arrest the Commissioner. He’s unable to get the city council members who were involved but he does manage to scare them. 

The final piece is his aunt. 

It’s melancholic. Filled with both of them not wanting this but knowing it has to happen. She followed along with the conspiracy because she wanted a better world. Because she saw this plan as one that would make the city better. That wouldn’t make anymore Price’s --- boys who have to kill to get the validation they wanted. She wishes Price was different that in him wasn’t the remnants of his Father. Of her brother. She’s sorry and she regrets leaving him and she wishes he had left the city. 

She says she wants to die. She says she wants Price to do it. 

He does it.

Weeks past again and the city is back to it’s normal state. But Price isn’t, he leaves the force much to the dismay ( but understanding ) of the force. He visits all the people he cared about one last time and one last visit to Hope’s grave before packing up his remaining things and leaving the city.

Hoping to separate from that side of himself that garners heavily for attention for validation. And reconnect with the side of himself that Hope loved so dearly.  And change himself heavily for the better. 

[punkscowardschampions]

Drew & Carly

Drew: Carly Drew: I need to come over now Drew: On train Carly: k Carly: how long? Drew: idk does it fucking matter Drew: 40 mins ish Carly: i gotta clear out so yea Drew: alright Drew: do it then Carly: i am Carly: whats wrong with you? Drew: got some bad news Drew: need to get fucked up you may as well be there Carly: k Carly: ill make you feel better Drew: ha Carly: trust me boy Drew: no Drew: trust no bitch Carly: everyones out Carly: see im good to trust Carly: keeping my word Drew: tah Drew: don't invite anyone else round Drew: i don't want to fuck Carly: i wont Carly: this about her? Drew: You're jealous of Ro? Lmao, you have NO idea Carly: im not Carly: im asking for you Carly: you dont wanna fuck what else we gonna do cept talk Drew: i said Drew: get wrecked Drew: don't act like that's not what you want too Carly: k Carly: forget i said it Drew: least of my worries Drew: forget about it too Drew: doesn't mean anything Carly: yea Carly: getting that from you Drew: don't be weird Drew: don't need it today Carly: youre gonna get what you need soon Drew: i might need to hide for a bit Drew: cool? Carly: yea Carly: whenever you know Drew: good Drew: can't go back to my flat for a bit Drew: might need to move on Drew: not sure yet Carly: k Carly: for good? Drew: Yeah Drew: bridges burned, nothing here for me now Carly: they gonna come here? Carly: what you want me to say if theyre looking? Drew: Nah, nah Drew: not that Drew: Christ, I'd already be dead, that's where I've been past few days Drew: you're fine, you don't have anything to worry about Carly: Good Carly: can I come there? Carly: ill miss you Drew: I'll come back Drew: My sister will still be here Drew: we can hook up Drew: better get a new dealer for day to day tho Carly: yea Carly: fuck Drew: soz Drew: might not come to that Drew: idk what's going on Carly: what can i do? Drew: Idk, you know a good contract killer? Carly: all my contacts talk and talk Carly: whos fucking with you? Drew: no one Drew: but that's about to change Drew: you want a list? Carly: no Carly: i want you to feel better Drew: why do you care Carly: you make me feel good Carly: who does that for you? Drew: no one Carly: let me Drew: leave off Drew: i'm not in the mood Carly: anything you want Carly: when you are Drew: you're all the same, even the ones of you that front otherwise, makes me laugh Drew: tell you to have some self-respect but doesn't make a difference in the end Carly: im not hurting over this Carly: laugh it up Drew: oh, i am Drew: you're all jokes Carly: if youre trying to fight with me ill go there Carly: idc Drew: go on then 😂 Drew: what could you possibly say to make my day any worse Drew: I'd LOVE to know Carly: why do you want me to? Carly: none of your beef is with me Carly: hit up whoever else Drew: 'cos the last thing i want is that lovey dovey bullshit from you rn Drew: you said I could come to hide Drew: if you've changed your mind say Drew: don't waste my time Carly: its not Carly: you're good to me im trying to do the same Carly: if thats a waste of time its of mine Drew: no, i'm not, Carly Drew: that isn't what this is, or has ever been Drew: we use each other for personal gain, that's it Carly: yea you give me what i need Carly: let me do it for you Carly: stay here Drew: alright Drew: but that's all I need Drew: just the caravan Carly: k Drew: i only need a few days, alright, get my head fucked, then straight again Drew: i'll be out your hair asap Drew: and i'll stay on the sofa, just ignore me best you can Drew: you can keep people away for that long, yeah? Carly: yea Carly: ill put the word out now Carly: itll be sorted when you get here Drew: cheers Drew: i'm sorry okay Drew: know its not ideal Drew: got nowhere else Carly: youre welcome here whenever Drew: i don't get you Drew: none of you Carly: you know whats up Carly: personal gain Carly: i need some bad Carly: the good shit Drew: why not pay for it Drew: you have enough money Drew: what you saving for? new shoes? Carly: i got the sack Carly: whats it matter Drew: 'course Drew: nothing, nothing Drew: i wouldn't want to be anyone's bitch, that's all Carly: k Drew: 'bout 10 mins away Drew: im gonna take some in toilet Drew: can't wait Carly: dont be too greedy Drew: you'll get yours Drew: i'll do what i like Drew: my fucking drugs Carly: dont cry Drew: don't take the fucking piss Drew: you ain't paying Carly: i know Drew: had enough dealing with fucking junkies Carly: dont call me that Drew: what, grown a backbone? Drew: its what you are, darling Carly: if you wanna stay then don't Drew: might take my chances tbh Drew: doing my head in Drew: women Drew: know your bff had her baby? Carly: no Carly: she isnt my bff Drew: now, now, you're not exactly surrounded by offers Drew: though you will be taking back the flowers when you find out Carly: why would I care? Carly: nothing to do with me Drew: is with me Drew: still apathetic? Carly: fuck who you like Carly: youve wanted her for years Drew: well i got her now Drew: 25 to life Carly: thats why youre hiding Carly: she doesnt wanna play happy families Drew: yeah Drew: doubt caleb does either Drew: or her brothers and dad Drew: like i said, list is long Carly: she'll change her mind when she can't do it alone Carly: open arms for you Drew: no she won't Drew: she's not like you Carly: im not like her Carly: never having kids Drew: you shouldn't Drew: state of Drew: the way you go though you won't have choice in the matter Carly: piss off Drew: i'm serious Drew: never make me use protection Drew: doubt you do any other punter Drew: you need to take better care of yourself Carly: its none of your business Carly: im not gonna drop another kid on you Drew: yeah that's what I reckoned with Ali too Drew: like I said, don't trust any of you Drew: especially you Drew: my business when its mine Carly: its not happening Carly: you can go back to not caring Drew: No, I can't Drew: don't you get it? This has changed my entire life Drew: I've gotta leave my home and everyone I've known because Drew: even if I don't step up, she's still my kid Drew: she's not going away Drew: I've not got my head stuck in the sand or up my arse like you Drew: you'll get this rude awakening one day too, mark my words Carly: stay and be a dad Carly: theres no-one in your way Carly: and she's going to uni it'll be a part time thing Drew: Oh yeah, what a dad I'll be Drew: drug dealer with nowt else to offer but gear and a bit of dirty cash Drew: whatever she says, she won't want a kid 'round that, i fucking wouldn't Drew: and Caleb will always be in the way Drew: fuck that Carly: she cant stop you Carly: neither can he Carly: and she will want the kid to have a dad Carly: nobodys is decent Carly: be around Drew: Can if I'm a criminal Drew: they'll just dob me in when they're sick of having me hanging about Drew: it'll have a dad, she knows she's got him Drew: don't need or want me Drew: can't hack it Carly: go straight Drew: now why would you tell me to do a thing like that Drew: no more drugs for you if I'm stuck stacking shelves for a kid that calls him dad and not me Carly: youre not the only dealer, goldie Drew: i repeat, what's in it for you Drew: why you care if i'm around if i'm not funding you Carly: i wanna help you Drew: what about yourself Drew: who helps you Carly: whoever deals in your place Drew: you'll get hurt Drew: shouldn't mess around with people like that Drew: like me Carly: i can handle it Carly: nothing to matter to you Drew: s'not true Drew: you might be stoned enough to pretend you don't give a fuck about anything Drew: but i'm not a monster you know Drew: christ Carly: im not saying you are Carly: but don't pretend you care Drew: shut up Drew: of course i do Drew: i don't want you to get killed or beaten up every day 'and numbed out by the hardest stuff Drew: i only starting dealing to you so you wouldn't go to someone else Carly: its not gonna be that Drew: what's it gonna be? you'll knuckle down, get a job, get some friends, only do a bit for fun on weekends? Drew: that's not what you're doing, not where you're headed Carly: i can stop whenever i want Drew: you can't Drew: if you think you can then you're more gone than i know you are Drew: can't bullshit me on this, i have your tab, remember? Carly: fuck off Carly: im not a junkie Drew: yes you are Drew: and on the off-chance you aren't Drew: you certainly act like one Drew: do you think all girls fuck me for drugs? maybe once for a club drug but this is years now, as often as I'll let it happen Drew: and I shouldn't have but Drew: yeah Carly: don't drew Carly: dont come here either Drew: Carly Drew: I'm sorry Drew: I won't Carly: keep your sorry Carly: i wanted you ok Drew: i know Drew: i've known for a while, longer than i'd ever admit Drew: what else can i say? Carly: nothing Carly: dont talk to me Carly: stay away Drew: but Drew: i want you too Drew: i do Carly: no you dont Drew: i fucking do Drew: i just want to stop Drew: stop helping you kill yourself Carly: im not going anywhere Drew: you will Drew: everyone leaves me Carly: ive got nowhere to go Carly: this caravan is it Carly: and i cant leave you im not with you Drew: but you are Drew: you're constant Drew: you'll either get better and realise you're better than me like Ro and Ali and my own sister Drew: or you'll fuck off to be fucked up somewhere else like my mum Drew: or worse Carly: im not them Carly: im not trying to be better than you i know im not Carly: youre so good, drew Carly: i dont wanna be anywhere you arent with anyone else Drew: i'm not Drew: i'm bad but i can't stop Drew: i don't know how Carly: not to me, you've always been good Carly: looked after me Carly: you said yourself you wanted to protect me Drew: but Drew: i still gave you drugs and i call you horrible things and Drew: only see you when i wanted to, when Ro wasn't around or whatever else dirt I was pulling Carly: i ask ill stop Carly: im not scared Carly: i want you more Drew: its not your fault Drew: do you mean it Drew: will you try Carly: yea Carly: ill be better Carly: treat you better Carly: let me and youll see Drew: how do you want me Drew: i'll do whatever you want Carly: I just want you Carly: I love you Drew: I love you too Carly: be here now Drew: 🏃

[thebisexualdruid]

My first character was a high elf named Maurice. His entire life he was sheltered and groomed for greatness- his twin sister on the other hand twas not and even though he got all the love from his family he made sure to give love & affection to his sister; he was the only person that loved her.

He was 6'2 and slender asf, his hair was blonde and curled every which way. Aside from having some light freckles on his cheeks and chin he had soft hazel eyes that showed his innocence. Maurice always saw good in the world. (After a few pc deaths that he had a major break in character-he was a cleric) his armor went from having a light pink knitted sweater: made by grandma- To full set leather armor.

Maurice was careful not to swear in front of women and children and did his best to make friends everywhere.

And the one girlfriend he had he stayed faithful to.

The whole reason he left home was because his sister went missing and when he did find her; he went to call out her name- but before her name could escape his lips a PC stabbed him in the back; killing Maurice on the spot.

The DM described the scene somethin like this:

"You all arrive back in down a bit tired and somewhat recovering from whatever wounds youve recieved. What do you do?"

"Look for food ok: Maurice as you notice your teammate look for food youre looking at higher signs for something he might like. Being a kolbald hes quite short and cant see well.

And while youre looking you see a glimpse of a plum shade on the top of someone's head: focusing on this because A; thats a nice color and B: its hard to come by especially around these parts.

You notice in the crowd that 'HEY I MADE THAT SCARF' and you know that the only person who would have it- is your sister

As you pass the busy crowd and push through people you follow this person who has your sisters scarf until you see that this individual finally stopped and when you get a clear shot Maurice your heart flutters and your eyes light up. You see your older sister. Shes ok and you see that shes buying some basic things."

"And as you go to take a step forward and to yell out her name you feel a hand cover your mouth a sharp fiery pain in your chest- and as your eyes water you can see your sister look around. Shes oblivious to her surroundings she doesn't know that he little brother is dying in the alley just a few feet away from her. You Maurice- as your throat tightens and you loose feeling in your legs you just realized that youre now lying on the ground and that all this time away from home becoming your own person you made it so SO far but not far enough. You had plans! You were gonna rush to her and apologize and bring her home back to safety. And you spent YEARS looking for her only to die centimeters away from completing that goal.

And before you take your final break just choking on your saliva- you notice you sister look down at her soulstone and she just drops her basket of goods and in a panic looks around.

You know that she knows youre dead."

Tell me about your very first TTRPG Character

The first character I ever made was for Earthdawn - I played a Windling Rogue (basically a fairy, I was only 1 foot tall). She was sassy, loved to indulge in fine foods and drink (a favorite past time for her was swimming in barrels of ale) and was an untrustworthy but useful pest. She wore armor made with hawk feathers and bones to look like a bird from afar, could sneak into anywhere, and had the lightest, stickiest fingers around. Her best friend was a giant 8 foot tall Troll who let her ride around on his head.

My characters have grown a lot since then, but she was a ton of fun for my first character!

Do you remember your first ever TTRPG character? Tell me all about them! Your favorite moments, their design, anything!