#maybe i will try to do somthing better after

[highladydeath]

Work Song

I was not going to write this, but hell, I just saw a a video of the lyrics and with everything that happens well... Guess it was stronger than me. It always is.

A reminder that English is not my first language.

"heavens and hell were words to me. When my time comes around, lay me gently in the cold hard earth. No grave can hold my body down, I'll crawl home to her."

Spoilers of manga ahead.

No one could listen to anything. It was a dead silence to him, at least.

His body was hurting and his head not working right, but the only thing he was noticing was how something was missing. Something wasn't there, and it should have been. Something was wrong.

He has to go back to her.

At first no one noticed. The kids, happy that they survived, grieved the dead, cried for them, laughed and then resumed their lives. Some of them visited Shoko at the morgue, others went out of school completely. But the only important thing was how they were alive.

Shoko, Utahime and Ijich were the only adults alive. Shoko was the only one left behind. Ijichi tried. He would come everyday, ask her to drink, and the doctor would only smile and say she had so much work to do.

Utahime would show up unannounced and bring her to do something, and at first Shoko would do, for some minutes before taking her things and going back to her house.

Her house. Gojo's house.

No one speaks about how his body just wasn't there to be cremated, no one told a thing about how Shoko was living in his apartment. No one knew what to say.

The kids sometime tried. Megumi would show up, awkward and young, looking at Shoko's face and ask if she was okay.

She was always okay.

Yuji would bring some food, smile and ask if she needs help with anything.

She was always okay.

Nobara would sit by her side, saying nothing, eye patch like a pirate, she once said.

Shoko was okay, she said too.

They noticed something wrong when Shoko disappeared. No one could talk to her, no one could call her and that was a motive to everyone to freak out. She was the healer. She was the only thing . . .

She was the only person left behind, and they needed her.

Yuuta had found her. She was crying, holding her own leg, bucket right beside her. The young man, because he was not a kid, not anymore, held her, long arms around her body, finally noticing how her belly was bigger, how her hands were shaking, and how maybe, just maybe, shoko was not okay.

Shoko was pregnant.

Satoru's kid.

But something more. Something more had happened.

They all agreed, while Ieiri was sleeping, that her cursed energy was high, and how skinny she was, and they all agreed they should look out for her. it would be something Gojo would've asked. They were sure.

"He would never ask that", Utahime said, looking at her sleeping friend. " He would never ask because would never believe that he would leave her."

" He would come back to her." Ijichi whispers, and the kids agreed.

But he wasn't there.

Shoko agreed, she needed help, but no one should ever be at her house. Their house. Never.

And more signs showed up.

They couldn't touch her. Just like Satoru's mugen, it was formed a wall around Shoko. She was being protect by the kid, they said, she was properly carrying the next Six Eye. The only Gojo Heir.

She started to talk alone. No one really cared about that, but at anytime, if you looked at her, right there she would be, whispering things, telling the walls about something. They didn't understand, but they never asked to stop.

She was laughing. As her belly got bigger and bigger, more laughs came from her, she was happier, even if her face still looked like a skull's one. She was beautiful. A morbid kind of beautiful.

And once, between the silence and dark, Yuuji looked at his friends and told them how much of a death's bride she looked like.

And hell happened then.

July 15th. Obon. Where they all looked at the dead ones..

Shoko was screaming, on labor , and no one could at least touch her, or get close to her, because right beside her, holding her hands, it was him.

Satoru Gojo.

And if Satoru Gojo once was the strongest sorcerer, what should they expect of the curse?

But he was there and everything started to make sense. Because who was protecting her was not the baby, never the baby and always him. Always Satoru.

White hair, blue eyes, and so much love for her, Satoru was there, holding his lover, whispering things that no one could ever understand but her.

On July 15th the last Gojo was born.

On July 15th, everyone, at Shoko and Satoru's apartment saw how the curse lifted the doctor's dead body with so much love and never looked at the baby, who was just crying.

On July 15th they found the body of Satoru in his apartment, they were left with a baby and never heard of Shoko and Satoru again.

And they were sure, they would never see them again, because in the end, Satoru only had come back to her.

And the only proof of their love was the kid, white hair, blue eyes and the same mole his mother once had.

[moronkyne]

di yiu think geordi just stared at the wall for hours whike trying to go to sleep after the breakup, wondering if theres something he couldve said or couldve done differently. maybe there was somthing he forgot or didnt consider. maybe it wasnt for the better and maybe he just felt like he was selfish. maybe geordi was thinking “oh why do i have to make this about my needs” because ye

ouh why is ny spelling so bad

[rotten-pomegranate]

Uhmmmm, I don’t have too many ideas…But how do the yanderes in the phantom troupe like the chase/brattiness ? I brain rot thinking about being chased in the deep woods around where a Yandere keeps their darling

The idea of being caught, of the different reactions. Of being dragged back to the prison of a home or even being punished still in the swamp or dirt <3

Hnnnn just thinking! I’ll try to come up with some ideas later on to quench my thirst for your writing🙏

Yandere Phantom troupe members chasing darling through the woods

Warnings: torture, punishment, hitting, yandere, chasing, some Noncon, spanking, oral, abuse

Characters: Chrollo, Feitan, phinks, shalnark, uvogin, machi, Pakunoda, shizuku, Nobonuga. I only did the characters people like ;-;

Also sorry this took so damn long it got lost in the void

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Chrollo

Chrollo was testing you, he wanted to know if you where well trained or if you needed some more disciplining

He makes sure you don’t hear the loud lock clip into place, he makes sure you hear him leave and drive away then he just waits

When he hears you leave he gives you a few minutes to see if you’ll change your mind, when you don’t he calmly yells your name

When he actually starts chasing you he’ll make himself as quiet as possible, you aren’t gonna know he was close until you get tackled into the dirt in the middle of the woods

He wouldn’t been gentle of you behaved and just walked back to him like you should’ve but not now, now your going home and getting punished

Feitan

Feitan wants you to run, he wants an excuse to drag you down to the basement and lock you in the chair just like he’s don’t to do many victims before.

He says he’ll be gone for a few days and that he’s leaving you unchained so you can eat and use the bathroom without trouble, but in reality he’s just waiting in the shed to see if you’ll take the bait

He locks the door but leaves the keys in his nightstand right where he made sure you saw him put them days earlier

When he sees you leave he grabs you and lets you know you have a head start, catching something right away isn’t fun after all

When he gets you just hope you didn’t excite him to much because if you do he’s gonna pin you down and fuck you before you can even get back to the house

Phinks

he didn’t have a lot of hope, he wanted to know if you would chose to stay with him if given the opportunity to leave

Obviously you wouldn’t, he kidnapped you, yelled at you for everything and abused you in the most intimate way possible just because he was bigger and stronger then you, he knew you couldn’t do anything

So when he left the door cracked open of course you took the opportunity, you did not expect to see him standing right outside it though, pressed up against the wall so you wouldn’t see him

He garbs you and slams you against the wall, tells you how the door back inside is open but if you wanna run he’s giving you a thirty second head start before he catches and punishes you for trying to get away, he also lets you know your punishment is a broken leg so you better run like hell

Shalnark

Shalnark is out doing somthing and he sees you on the cameras, he’s sad that your trying to get away but not surprised

He’s not even worried, he has cameras all over the woods by his house and your prison

He finishes what he was doing and drives home at a normal speed, but when he gets there it all changes, he lets his presence be known and he yells that if you come out now the punishment will be fast and easy, maybe he’ll spank you once for every camera he seen you on, or maybe you can suck him off and call it a night

But no of course not, you had to be difficult, you had to keep running, now what he’s gonna do is run after you and beat you up when he finds you, all with that sweet little face of his, smiling down at you while he kicks you in the stomach

When he brings you home it’s gonna be hell to, just him using your tied up body as a sex slave, and he won’t out a antenna in you either, he wants you to remember it all

Uvogin

Uvogin is a beast but he’s not stupid, not stupid enough to leave the door to the house unlocked no he did that purpose, he just wants a good chase, one that he gets a reward at the end of, your the reward by the way

He waits in a tree until he sees you start running down the pathway he let you decorate with flowers, how ungrateful he’ll be sure to make you show him how grateful you are while he’s using you body

He’s makes sure you know he’s fallowing you, he’s loud and he’s talking about the stuff he’s gonna do to you when he gets you, talking about how he naught break you hips while he’s gripping them and using you like a fleshlight or how he’s not gonna gag you because he wants to hear you

He’s gonna fully tackle you to the ground when he’s close enough but he won’t do it right away, he does want a chase

He’s pinning you down and ripping you cloths off right there in the dirt under the moonlight

When he’s done he leaves, you better fallow him in your pitiful fucked out necked form if you Wanna clean up and get a bath when you get home even though as soon as you walk through the door your just getting fucked again and again no matter how much you scream no

Machi

Machi genuinely forgot to lock the door, she was focused on something else and just left it open

She was half way to her destination when she just got a hunch that something was off and she was right there you where just disappearing into the woods when she pulled in to the driveway

She’s mad at you for running and herself for giving you the chance to

She uses her nen threads to catch you, putting the all around to you can’t move without getting small painful cuts from invisible threads

When you finally stop she’s gonna calmly walk towards you and drag you back to the house, she’s not gonna punish you to bad because she did leave the door unlocked so she’ll do something simple like a spanking or having you sleep on the floor

Pakunoda

Pakunoda this sweet women was just trying to give you some freedom, she was letting you move around the house freely but only the window in your room was sealed shut

She gets home with some sushi and soft silk pyjamas for you and her but your nowhere to be found, she’s so sad the you left her after she was so nice

She understands she kidnapped you but she really thought you where getting used to her

She’s so gentle when bringing you back home, your emotions are already so wild at the moment she doesn’t wanna set a permanent image of herself as scary

She so calmly brings you to your room and talks to you about how she hates punishing you but she has no choice

She spanks you with a paddle and makes you count, she gives you thirty spanks before she holds you and gives your the pyjamas and sushi, she’s so sweet about it, telling you it could’ve been different if you just didn’t run away

Shizuku

She forgot to lock the door, poor girl is trying her hardest to manage having you locked in a room while continuously forgetting everything

She’s just drinking her morning tea when she sees you running into the forest outside, she’s so confused at first, like no that can’t be them, they are sleeping in their room

Your weren’t, she went to check and finds out it was you, she gets blinky to tear the forest apart so she can find you

She literally doesn’t care, she just puts you back in your room and gives you breakfast

She has no shits to give

Nobunaga

Nobunaga takes it the hardest he gets home and just freaks the fuck out

Screaming, ripping your house apart and then going outside and doing the same to the forest

Your poor little self will be running for dear life while he’s talking about you never getting anything ever again

Another one that completely jumps on you and takes the breath out of your lungs

He’s just holding you into the dirt by your neck saying how dangerous it is out here and how you guys have to go back to the house now

He’s gonna make you show him how sorry you are as soon as your in the door don’t worry

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©rotten-pomegranate- All rights reserved, don’t steal, translate, copy, plagiarize, claim my work as your own or post it on other platforms.

[just-some-trans-nobody]

December Christmas Monster Stories

Dec 20.) Octomer x Reader

Warnings: attempted murder, reader almost dying, unable to breath,tentacles, no boundaries from monster, touching (sfw) without asking, if I missed any please tell me.

Minors don't interact.

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Cold

Everything felt cold as your broken body laid on the jagged rocks. 

Faint words were spoken on the cliff you had been pushed of off but the winds were too strong for your ears to hear them. 

You wondered why they did it, you knew the village didn't like you but you didn't think they disliked you enough to commit murder. 

Everything was numb as your vision blurred but you could feel the strange sensation of suckers wriggling up your broken legs. It must have been an octopus using you as leverage to climb up the rocks. At least in your dying moments you could help out at least one living creature before you go. Slipping away you didn't hear the screams from above or feel yourself be lifted up gently as if you were made from fragile clay. 

Slowly you opened your eyes as a groan left your lips. Everything hurt so badly and you could hardly move. It took some time for your eyes to adjust but when they finally did you let out a gasp seeing yourself surrounded by flowers you knew for certain didn't grow around your icey village. Trying to sit up a jolt of pain ran through your body. Your eyes widening, the pain was so intense you couldn't breath or perhaps you were in pain because you couldn't breath. Even laying back in the same position as before didn't bring your breathing back. A feeling of dread filled you as you gasped for air like a fish out of water. 

As quick as lightning tentacles were wrapped around you rubbing your chest in a strange way. It almost mimicked breathing? Whom ever the tentacles belonged to knew what they were doing as soon air was flowing back into your lungs, all be it with difficulty but you could breath at the least. The tentacles continued this movement as you flowed them wanting to know just who had been helping you.

He was large with bumpy looking copper skin. His eyes yellow and goat like with long rectangle pupil's. There were a lot more tentacles to him than just the onces assisting you to breath. You wanted to scream, you'd never seen something like him before but you couldn't. Maybe it was because he had saved you, maybe it was because you could see no hate in his eyes only worry and concern, or simply it was beacuae you didn't have enough air in your lungs to do so. Opening your mouth you went to speak but found yourself unable. Puzzled you tried again but only letting out a squeak that deeply pained your throat. 

He leaned forward shaking his head at you. “Your not healed enough.” His voice had a strange clicking to it. “It will come back once your stronger.” You weren't sure how you were still alive after a fall like that but if he was able to get you breathing by giving you what seemed to be a massage it was safe to say he probably knew lots about healing or perhaps he had magic? 

The healing process was long and painful but not as much as it would have been without him. You had to learn quickly that personal space wasn't somthing he comprehend. For the sake of getting better you put up with his constant touching of your body. His touches often grew more curious after his check ups on you. Wandering tentacles would tap your legs, the suction cups on the underside of them making little popping sounds as they suctioned and unauctioned from your soft flesh. He didn't have legs of his own so he oftern touched yours studding them. Your toes were very intresting to him. It wasn't hard for him to learn about your reaction to being tickled. You wouldn't stop squirming when he was touching the bottom of your feets. He had scolded you for movimg so much before you were ready for that. By that point you were healed enough and could explain to him what his actions had caused. This only interested him more but he touched more carefuly now trying to avoid the tickle spots… for now. 

You learned more about durning this time. While he studied you, you studied him. Looking past his frighteningly odd appearance he was kind and gentle. Despite his large size he was always careful to not crush the flowers around the little caves island. The place was strange, to you there was no exit but the giant hole in the roof of the cave as large as the island itself. There must have been some sort of secret tunel under the water as Zeke as you called him would go under and come back hours later with tentacles full of things. Most of the time it was things for you, such as fruits or clothes that were in no way your size, it was different styles every time. You were starting to wonder if he was stealing all these items.

When he would bring something for himself it was always something shiny or made an interesting sound. His favorites to bring back were little whistles and wind chimes. He would cooe every time the wind blew on the chimes making them let out their sounds. When he walked past them he always dragged a tentacle against them to make the sound himself. 

One day when after your lungs had properly healed and you could talk again Zeke wiggled his way over to you and held out a whistle with expexting eyes. “You want me to use it?” You asked, he nodded his head vigorously in response. “I see people use them. I don't know how to.” He explained to you as he settled down next to you. His tentacles of course reached out prodding against your flesh touching and holding it as he watched with his alien eyes. “They don't really sound that pretty. Flutes sound much better but alright.” It was hard to say no when he looked like a begging puppy. Bringing the cold metal to your lips then blew. 

His reaction to it to say the least was unsettling. His whole body shivered as if he was in an earthquake and he let out a high pitched shrill. Immediately you pulled the whistle back and looked at him with a shocked look only to get a confused one back. “Why stop?” Zeke questioned poking your cheek with a tentacle. “But you were… I thought…?” You stammered confused, the realization came slowly. “Were you trying to mimic the sound?” You asked more calmly. Zeke nodded his head as if it was obvious. Bringing the whistle back to your lips you blew again, more certain about it this time, much more loudly. Zeke loved it and shrilled again doing his attempt to make the sound. It was nothing like a whistle but at the same time some how seemed so fitting for a whistle. 

Bringing the whistle away from your lips once more Zeke watched with a disappointed look apon his face. He never hid his emotions, not that he ever tried. Moving your lips into a pursed O shape you blew letting out a whistle. Immediately Zeke was trilling with delight. Knowing no boundaries like always he touched your face poking your lips as he stared at them in wonder. “You can make that nose?” He questioned touching and moving your lips. “Yeah.” It was muffled, it's hard to talk with someone playing with your lips. “Humans can make a lot of different sounds.” You explained grabbing his hands pulling them away from your face. Looking at him you clicked your tongue against the roof of your mouth. Zeke acted as if it was the best thing he had ever heard. He was cooing and letting out clicks of his own. Smiling you started to whistle a tune this time showing off. Zeke was of course very delighted by this listening to every sound you made. 

You kept whistling every tune you could think of for who knows how long. Once your throat and mouth started to hurt you stopped. Zeke seemed content enough with the amount of whistling you had done for him. “Such pretty sounds.” He cooed leaning in closer. “Such pretty sounds from such a pretty mate.” Your eyes widened hearing his words. Had you misheard him? Surely his term of mate wasn't what you had been thinking of. “You will be my mate.” Zeke said nuzzling his face against your neck. He did mean that kind of mate…

[sturniololoco]

could you maybe do like a little sister fic where they find out she hasn’t been eating lately and they try to get her to eat and they are just there for her. Maybe give like some backstory on like why she won’t eat like maybe a guy told her to lose weight or somthing?

Not Hungry

Surniolo Little sister (SLS) x The Sturniolo Triplets

Warnings: Eating disorder, throwing up, etc.

SLS's POV

"I might date you when you learn to eat a salad every once in a while."

That why I stopped eating. I decided that if just stopped eating, I'd lose weight faster, and I'd never get my heart broken like that again.

The only hard part is going to be keeping it from my brothers.

-

It's already been about a week and a half, and I've been very successful. My ribs were starting to poke out, and my brothers had no clue.

Keeping myself busy, as to not think about the rumbling in my stomach, I've been cleaning my room, scrubbing my windows, doing laundry, and wiping down my bathroom.

"SLS/N! Its time for dinner, come down here please!" I hear Nick yell from the base of the stairs.

Shit

My least favorite part of the day: Dinner. The time when I have to pretend to enjoy my food for 30 minutes, only to go and make myself puke it up after.

I can usually get away with not eating breakfast by rushing out the door to get to school, and then throwing out my toast once I get inside. Lunch I didn't even have to try, I just don't buy food or eat at all.

But dinner was always hard, and I was nervous.

-

Nick ordered Canes for dinner tonight, my favorite. Or what used to be. I sat down, fiddling with my fork while Chris passed out the food and drinks.

While my brothers were busy handing out food, I quickly took my cup of Pepsi to the sink and dumped it out, leaving the ice, and filling it up again with water.

I casually sit back down and start sipping at my water, when Chris says,

"For you, m'lady!" whilst bowing and presenting my chicken fingers as if they were the kingdom's finest gold.

I chuckle nervously before taking my food. My shaking hands were fumbling with the box.

"Here, I gotch you," Matt says, leaning over and opening my box, and pushing it back in front of me.

"Thanks," I say, breathlessly, before picking one up and examining the piece if chicken.

"You okay kiddo? Normally you'd be halfway done with your plate already!" Nick says, earning a chuckle from Matt and Chris.

But the comment made me sick to my stomach.

I let out a fake laugh, saying,

"Yeah, yeah, I'm good! I ate a late lunch at school." What a lie. I take a bite of the chicken and immediately feel a title wave of nausea take over me. I quickly swallow the chicken and join in on my brother's small talk, so as not to raise suspicion.

-

I barely managed to get two chicken fingers down, telling my brothers I would just eat them for lunch tomorrow.

I help Nick with the dishes, then tell my brothers I'm about to shower, then disappear into my room.

Once in there, I head straight to the bathroom, grab my toothbrush, and kneel down by the toilet.

after stuffing my toothbrush halfway down my throat, I gag and let out the majority of the chicken from my stomach, into the toilet.

I do this two more times just to be safe, but on the last time, the bathroom door swings open.

Nick's POV

I finish cleaning the house shortly after SLS/N goes upstairs to shower. But to my surprise, I saw she left her phone on the kitchen table.

I run upstairs, planning to leave it on her bed for her. But once I arrive in her room, I hear gagging and choking coming from her bathroom.

I knew something was off with her at dinner. I think to myself, quickly running downstairs to tell Matt and Chris, to grab a washcloth and a bucket.

My brothers follow me up on my way back to SLS/N's room after hearing about her being sick. They want to help her feel better just as much as I do. But when we open her bathroom door, we are shocked at what we find.

We see SLS/N sitting on the floor, making herself sick.

SLS/N's POV

Nick, Matt, and Chris stand in the entrance of my bathroom, staring, while I am still sitting on the floor, covered in a cold sweat, lose tears running down my face.

Nick rushes over to me, bending down and wiping my face with a washcloth, saying,

"Why are you doing that? Are you okay?" He looks into my eyes worried, as I tiredly fall back into his embrace, not wanting to hide anymore.

I begin to cry as he scoops me up and lays me on my bed, with Chris and Matt right behind him. I lean on Chris as he sits to my right, and Nick rubs my leg comfortingly as he sits to my left. Matt kneels down in front of me, saying,

"What's going on sweetheart? Talk to me." He rubs his thumbs back and forth soothingly across the top of my hands.

"I don't eat anymore, I'm already fat so theirs no use in me eating anymore anyways," I tell them. They look at me shocked.

"Who told you that?" Chris questions, still looking at me.

"Some kid at school, he's right though," I reply, still letting my tears fall down my red face.

"SLS/N, that is the stupidest thing in the world for you to say! You are so beautiful, just the way you are. You shouldn't let some jerk at school tell you otherwise. Do you understand?" I nod, still not knowing how he can say all these things, but makes me feel better all the same.

"How long has this been going on sweetheart?" Matt asks me, still holding onto my hands. I breathe in a shaky breath, and answer,

"About two weeks I think..." I see the disappointment on all their faces as I let the words out of my mouth.

"well, this won't be happening again. I don't think you understand, we can't lose you. We love you so, so much and we can't live without you, okay?" Nick tells me sternly. I nod and snuggle into my brothers.

"We'll try again tomorrow, okay?" Chris says to me, kissing me on the head. I nod again, my eyes getting sleepy. Chris helps me lay down, and my brothers tuck me in and head to the door to turn off my light and exit.

"Wait. Stay? Please?" My brothers walk back over, all squeezing together in the little bed.

"We're not going anywhere." I hear Matt says, before kissing my forehead, and I drift off to sleep.

-

I wake up in the morning to the smell of pancakes and bacon. But then last night evens came flooding back, and I got scared.

Matt, the only brother still lying with me, felt my tension grabbed my hand, and gave it a reassuring squeeze, saying,

"Hey, your gonna be fine! You got this." I nod, swallowing the lump in my throat. We keep holding hands as we walk down to the kitchen.

"There's my girl!" Chris says, wrapping his arms around me as I enter the kitchen. I gladly accept the hug, and then another one from Nick.

Chris, Mat, and I sit on the couch, watching TV, when Nick calls from the kitchen,

"No rush, but breakfast is ready!"

Chris grabs my hand and leads me to my seat at the table, pushing in my chair. Nick then places a plate in front of me with one singular pancake. I look up at my brothers nervously.

"I don't-" I begin to say, but Matt cuts me off.

"Just eat what you can, you are in no rush at all, okay? You got this baby." I pick up my fork and take a small bite.

Nick made extra good pancakes today.

I'm able to finish about half of the pancake before I get full. My brothers must have noticed.

"Good job SLS/N, I'm so proud of you!" Chris says, leaning over to give me a high five. I smack his hand and smile, happy that my brothers are here to get me through this.

Sorry, this took SO long!

[m1lflov3rrr]

Hi hiiiiii! Firstly, lemme just say I absolutely ADORE your fics on wattpad and im SO thrilled you're also here on tumblr now??!?!? An absolute treat, this is <3

Anyways as for requests— can I request Larissa and/or Marilyn dealing with Y/N who's got a really bad sleeping schedule thanks to having the WORST case of insomnia? (fluff most appreciated, but IF you want somth more spicy to deal it, I wouldn't say no to it hehe 💕 :3c)

Thank you sm <3

Thank you for the request and so sorry it took literally MONTHS!!! But here it is now!! And thank you for your kind words, means so much to me <3 I really hope you enjoy this, I made a few changes to it. I don’t have that much experience with insomnia, but with sleep deprivation so I wrote about that, I hope it is okay!

No Rest for the Wicked

Pairing: Larissa Weems x fem!reader

Warnings: sleep deprivation, health issues, fainting, worrying, fluff

Word count: 2.5k

Summary: Larissa tries to help you when she notices how little you’re sleeping…

You sighed deeply as you raised your gaze from your laptop and looked out the window. A heavy fog had descended on the school grounds, reaching as far as the tired eye could see. 

The fog was persistent, it was thick. 

You felt like your thoughts were similarly clouded. You smiled at the irony. 

Returning your gaze back to your work, you looked at the time, it was way past 4 am already. Larissa would wake up soon. 

For the past few weeks it had been like this. You were staying up late, only getting a few hours of sleep a night. And sometimes, like tonight, no sleep at all. 

You felt that you didn’t have enough time. The work load you had felt like the weight of the world rested on your shoulders. You had stacks of ungraded papers, lesson plans to finalize, and a curriculum to update. 

You were exhausted. 

You tried your best to hide it, you didn’t want Larissa to get worried. Because her concern would’ve broken your heart. 

Every day went like this: You ’got up’ at 6, prepared for your lessons of the day and started at 8, taught for 8 hours straight, got back to your shared quarters and spent the rest of the night with Larissa. And after she had fallen asleep, you’d finish your work and prepare for the next day. 

You didn’t have the heart to tell your wife how much workload you’d had recently and how overwhelming it was for you. You had had difficulties in the past finding time to spend together, and after months of you both trying to work it out, it was, indeed, working. 

But lately, it had become too much. With the work, of course. You knew that Larissa would get concerned and start panicking and rushing things to make it better. You didn’t want that. She had her own job to do, which definitely had a workload twice as big as yours was. You felt pathetic. Your wife does three times the work you do in a day and you’re still stressed? Yes, pathetic. 

You finished your lesson plans for the day, just to save yourself some time later. 

It was 5:13 am when you were done. You rubbed your temples to ease your already growing headache as you got up from the desk, swayed there for a bit before making your way to the bathroom. 

You winced at your reflection in the mirror. Your dark and puffy undereyes were still there, if not even more bad and noticeable. This was the first time in your 25 years of living that you had had eye bags. You knew it was bad. 

You hopped in the shower to keep yourself up and maybe gather some energy to get through the day. At first the cold water did wake you up a bit more. Then, when you turned it a little bit warmer, you realized how bad of an idea it was. The warm water relaxed all those tense muscles in your body and you closed your eyes to enjoy the feeling. 

And your eyes stayed closed for a bit too long. If you weren’t so tired, you would have laughed at yourself. The image of you half asleep, standing in your shower. What in the actual fuck, really? 

But something made you jump and push your body’s cries for help and sleep to the back of your mind. 

”Darling?” You heard Larissa’s hoarse morning voice call out to you from the door. 

”Mhm?” You hummed as you turned the water back to cold to not almost fall asleep again. 

”Nothing, just wondering how you’re up so early every morning this week, usually it’s a task itself to get you up,” She chuckled at her own words. 

You smiled to yourself and turned the faucet off, stepping out of the shower so you could see her. 

You noticed how she was checking you out, biting her lip as her eyes roamed across your body. You smirked at her as you took your towel and dried yourself, about to wrap it around your bare body. 

She quickly snapped out of her trance and stepped forward, taking the towel in her hands and unwrapping it, causing it to drop on the floor. 

”I don’t think we’ll be needing that.” She said in a low tone as she pulled you flush against her body by your waist, attacking your neck with her mouth. 

You hummed in delight and closed your eyes in satisfaction at the sudden move, wrapping your hands around her neck. 

You let out little gasps, you couldn’t even let out a simple moan because of your sleep-deprived state. 

And it felt so good, feeling your wife’s lips on your neck, still keeping your eyes shut, leaning into her, maybe leaning too much, starting to drift off, losing your balance… 

Your eyes snapped open when your heard Larissa’s sudden, loud gasp, as she had her arms tightly wrapped around your torso to keep you from falling to the hard floor. 

”Darling, what on earth just happened here?!” She asked in shock as you stood up. 

You took a moment to process what she just said, just because you couldn’t think as fast as usual. 

”What? M’sorry, just got a little.. distracted there, I think..” You responded hazily, trying to focus your eyes to look into hers. 

She ducked her head a bit, trying to get a closer look of you and inspecting your condition. ”Are you alright? You had me worried there, are you sure you want to go to work today? You can take the day off, okay?” 

Your eyes widened in panic, ”No, no, Rissa I am absolutely fine, and I will not be taking the day off. You shouldn’t be concerned, I am okay.” You said hurriedly and walked away, leaving your wife standing in the bathroom, extremely confused and concerned. 

-

”Okay, I think it’s time we all head for lunch, see you guys tomorrow!” You announced the class with a smile, packing your things and leaving for the dining hall. As you entered the hall, you seached for your wife with your eyes, as you always ate lunch together. She wasn’t there. 

You yelped loudly when you felt someone grab your shoulder from behind, causing some people nearby to look at your weirdly. You turned around, ”God, you scared me, Rissa,” You breathed out. 

She just responded with a laugh, sliding her arm to the small of your back and guiding you to walk together to get the food. 

As you sat down, you began eating in silence. You opened a can of energy drink, something that you’d been drinking a lot these days. You didn’t usually even drink those that often, but you needed something to keep you up and awake. 

Larissa sent you a scolding look, a frown tugging at her lips. ”Y/N, what’s this?” 

You widened your eyes, you didn’t want her to find out like this. Or any other way. ”Oh, that’s just an energy drink. Thought it might give me a little boost.” 

She narrowed her eyes slightly, ”A boost? Y/N, darling, this isn’t healthy. Are you not sleeping enough?” 

You smiled, but it was forced. ”Rissa, I’m fine. It’s just been a busy week.” 

She sighed, looking at you with worry-filled eyes. ”Y/N, I can see something is going on, don’t shut me out. Whatever it is, I’m here to help you. We’re a team, remember?” 

Your gaze softened, you were really lucky to have her. But you didn’t want her to know. You didn’t want her you worry about you, because when Larissa got worried, it was all she could think about. She couldn’t work, rest, do anything. She’d have to get to the bottom of it. 

You pursed your lips and took her hand in yours, ”I know, and I appreciate that. But I’ve got this, Rissa. Trust me.” 

-

It had been a few days since that, and your condition and fatigue were only growing worse. Your work load seemed to have doubled since that day. You were trying (and struggling) to stay awake with the constant consumption of caffeine. 

The fog was growing thicker and thicker. You barely could see where you were walking. 

Larissa had had enough. She had been watching your extremely concerning situation unfold in the past few days into something much more worrying. She couldn’t bear seeing you suffer like this for a moment longer. This had to end now. 

You were sitting in your classroom, head buried in your hands as you tried to take a deep breath so that the pounding headache you had recently gotten would go away. You’d taken more aspirin than you probably should have, but it didn’t do anything. You were feeling miserable, physically, and that way, emotionally, too. 

Your eyes began to feel heavier and heavier, and you almost didn’t hear the sharp knock on your classroom door. You flinched harshly at that, squeaking a quiet, ”It’s open.” 

You heard the door opening and the familiar clacking of heels filled the room. 

”Darling?” 

Her voice was soft, almost a little wary. 

You raised your gaze to meet hers, ”Yes?” 

Her eyes were filled with concern, barely hidden. ”I’m worried about you. I can see that something’s going on, and if you’d just please, please let me in, I could help you. Okay?” 

You pursed your lips. You knew this was coming. ”Larissa there is absolutely no reason for you to worry. I am fine, okay?” Your voice was a mixture of frustration and exhaustion. 

”No, you’re not.” She snarled, her tone of voice contrasting the one she had just moments prior. ”You’ve been running on fumes for days! Darling, this… this can’t go on any longer.” Her voice broke as her eyes held a silent plea. 

Your jaw clenched, eyes fixed on the floor. ”I can handle it.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, and it was becoming harder and harder to keep convincing yourself that. 

”Y/N you almost collapsed earlier! This can’t go on.” She stepped closer, reaching her hand out to touch your shoulder. 

You shrugged off her touch, ”It was nothing. Just a moment of dizziness.” 

Larissa scoffed, her patience was wearing thin. ”And what happens when it’s not just a moment? What happens when you can’t get back up?” 

Something in that comment did it. Your eyes flashed with fury as your tone of voice turned into one laced with venom.  ”You just don’t get it, Larissa! I can fucking handle myself!” 

Her brows furrowed and you could’ve sworn you almost saw her flinch a little. ”Look, I am not trying to belittle you. I just want and need you to take care of yourself.” 

Your head tilted as your eyes held nothing but defiance in them. You felt your breathing pick up, uncontrollably, and how that pounding headache seemed to double, you started feeling a little lightheaded. But you chose to do what you’d been doing for god knows how long now. You ignored it.��

”I don’t, I don’t need you constantly watching over me.” You said, out of breath. 

Your wife’s expression dropped as she realized your condition and what could be happening next. She approached you cautiously, attempting to try and calm you down. ”Y/N, darling, this is not about control. It’s about caring for you.” She told calmly, cupping your face with her soft palm. 

You shook your head, ”You suffocate me, Larissa! I can’t breathe with you hovering over me all the time!” 

Larissa’s heart sank at that. She never meant for it to come to this. She only wanted the best for you, to protect you. 

”Y/N, please, I…” 

Your breathing laboured and before she could finish, your legs gave way and you collapsed on the cold, hard floor. 

”Y/N!” Larissa’s voice came out as a terrified cry as she rushed forward to try and catch you, but she was too late. 

Tears welled up in her eyes as she knelt beside you, shaking you gently and trying to wake you up. ”Y/N, can you hear me?! Please, say something..” 

Your eyes fluttered open, but you couldn’t focus on anything. Your breathing was still laboured and the words you tried to speak came out as a strained whisper. 

”Y/N, I’m taking you to the infirmary.” She breathed out as she scooped you up in her arms and rushed out the classroom. 

-

Since then, you and Larissa made an agreement. Well, you didn’t have much say in it, since Larissa demanded it. 

Larissa began monitoring your schedule, making sure you were following the new schedule she had made for you. And there was no room for negotiaton, absolutely no exceptions. 

Larissa also began cooking more, preparing the meals with care and love, making sure each one was balanced with important nutrients to get your energy levels for the better. 

Bedtime was the most strictly monitored. As evening approached, Larissa would guide you through a calming routine. She’d prepare a warm bath with your favourite scents, she’d slip in as well and wash your hair for you, massaging your head to calm you down. Then, she’d dress you into comfortable pyjamas and lead you to bed, prepare you a nice cup of tea and dim the lights. 

And she’d lull you to sleep with soothing caresses and words of affirmation, telling you how much she loved you, again and again, kissing your whole body as she did so. 

And it worked perfectly. You were feeling both, physically and mentally better. The dark circles under your eyes were slowly fading away, your energy starting to gain back. You also growed to appreciate your wife a thousand times more.

One evening, you were sitting in your shared bedroom, by your desk. Your laptop was open and you were determined to finish grading some papers for your students. Then, Larissa entered the room, the stern look on her face telling everything. ”Darling, it’s time for dinner.” 

You sighed, closing the laptop as you didn’t want to argue about it. And you were starving too. 

You ate in silence with her, you occasionally stealing glances at her. The way she fussed about your portion sizes, making sure you got the right nutrients for your health - you heart warmed as it was all an expression of love. 

Once you were finished, she led you to bed, undressing you and helping you with your pyjamas. I could’ve done that myself, you thought. 

”Now, off to bed. You need your rest, dearest.” 

You smiled as she laid down next to you, caressing your hair and kissing you softly. And you kissed her back, again and again.  Soon, you fell into a peaceful slumber, under Larissa’s loving gaze. She laid a final kiss on your forehead, ”I love you, my darling.” She whispered before drifting off as well. 

And if you looked outside, you’d have noticed that the fog had finally cleared. 

[ilovechubbieguys]

Chapter 3🍓

-lmk if you guys have any criticism i love criticism as long as its respectful!! Enjoy! Chapter 2 here!

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"Blake?.."

He turned around with a sour look on his face. I mean god he looked so diffrent i had no clue it was him.

I mean can you blame me! Its been 5 years since high school. Im shocked he recognized me to fast.

Theres no way hes still mad?! He knows i had nothing to do with any of that. Right? I mean ya i was there but iiii didnt do anything. That was all jenny and her boyfriend. I was simply a bystander. Kinda.. not really.

I do feel bad now that i think about it... he didnt deserve that. No one does. God i was such a little bitch in highschool

------------epic flash back memory------------

Jenny: heyy blake

Blake: oh uh hey jenny

Jenny: i wanted to ask you something

Blake: uh ya sure whats up

Jenny: did you have a date to prom yet?

Blake: no, no i dont why

Jenny: oh ok great! You know my friend y/n?

Blake: ya ive seen her around

Jenny: well she was wondering if youd go with her!

Blake: wait really?

Jenny: ya here ill put her number in your phone!

Blake: ok sounds good

--------end of epic flashback memory---------

Long story short it was all a joke. I stood him up at prom just for the fun of it...

I know im an asshole but i couldnt say no to jenny shed ruin me! She was the most powerful girl at school

And ive changed! I could never do somthing lile that to someone now.. i just hope i can make him see that

I walked back to the living room and saw issac was back but blake had left. I dont blame him between his getting yelled at by tanner and being faced with his highschool bully i wouldnt be shocked if he didnt come out till i left.

After a while of talking me and tanner ended up in his room taking turns taking hits from a cart tanner swore was his.

We where talking about everything and everything, you know high thoughts. Suddenly the door bust open "TANNER DO YOU HAVE MY NEW C-" it was blake

He stopped dead in his tracks staring at me, cart in hand mid hit. I froze up not knowing what to do. Was i smoking his cart right now...

I swear im gonna kill tanner.

"Tanner. Is that my cart shes hitting right now."

"Maybe..."

"OMG IM SO SORRY TANNER SAID IT WAS HIS"

"Just keep it i dont want it now that its been anywhere near you"

What. Did he just call me dirty..😧 i looked over at tanner "im gonna kill you."

Some time goes by and i decide i should go apologize to blake and not just for the cart. Tanner told me which room was his and i knock on his door.

*knock knock*

"Blake? Its y/n"

I dont hear a responce so i go in. Hes sitting at his desk playing seige. I take a look around his room. Rugs on the wall? Thats an interesting choice but i liked it.

I asume he didnt hear me so i walk up to his chair and tap his shoulder lightly trying to not scare him.

"Blake?"

He pulls the left side of his headphones off his ear but doesnt turn to you, to focused on the current match hes in.

"Hey blake i just wanted to say im sorry... and not just for the cart. Which i will replace.."

He doesnt say anything but you hear him sigh "ya like id believe that." Fair point

"Im serious blake i dont know why i was such a bitch in highschool you didnt deserve that..." i tried to sound as genuine as possible

"Well you where a bitch and thats that. Now get out"

Oh my god. He is impossible and ya sure im a better person but im still not gonna put up with disrespect "listen blake im trying here ok which is alot better then nothing at all" you say matter of a factly. I notice he had died in his game as his screen lit up red

He stood up from his chair and turned to me "ya hallelujah your a saint, a changed person thats great bye" he got pretty damn close to me for hating me and all

Ill admit him being this close to me made me relize he really was cute... maybe if he didnt hatw my guts hes a nice guy who knows..

But i sure as hell am not giving up this easily.

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GUYS ILL ADMIT THIS CHAPTER WAS NOT THE BEST IM SORRY 😭😭I GOTTA BUILD CONTEXT.

[cat-mermaid]

@modeus-the-unbound made this great post:

They put into words something that has sat in my brain but I didn't know how to address it, so now I do:

THIS

YES

THIS DAMMIT

Even after Miq sheds off all of his parts, and even after using Mohg to further his goals, I’ve still always thought that the Miquella we see at the end of the game is the best damn leader the Lands Between/Shadow Lands could have even gotten

I’M EVEN COOL WITH MIQUELLA TRYING TO STEAL MY CHARACTER’S HEART AND HAVE ME JOIN HIM, THAT SOUNDS DOPE AS FUCK

“Divinity is a cage!” who is caging him if the GW is gone? What is this cage? Why is it bad? Why is it so bad that it would be better for him to be dead then continue on as a god who wants to save us all from the consequences of his mom’s actions?

“Becoming a god means he’ll be beyond saving and forgiveness!” FROM WHAT TRINA, FROM WHAT. If she would to elaborate just a little more, saying something like what Gandalf said in LOTR about the one ring, how though he himself would try using it for good, it would end up corrupting him and make him a monster?

If Trina had just said a little something along the lines of-

EVEN THE MOST NOBLE SELFLESS SOULS WILL BECOME CRUEL AND UNYIELDING UPON GAINING THE MANTEL OF GODHOOD. MIQUELLA WILL BECOME A MONSTER GREATER THAN THOU CAN IMAGINE

-OR WHATEVER THEN I MIGHT BE DOWN TO PUT MIQUELLA DOWN LIKE OL YELLER

in past fromsoft games, I’ve always accepted the vagueness of the plot and the lack of answers, because at no point in demon/darksouls/bloodborne does anyone ask the question “how did this happen” everyone is just living in the moment and you are just plopped into and given a goal, your character and the characters around you aren’t trying to solve anything, just to obtain somthing

but the thing is that in Elden Ring, we are given way more plot and character backstory about NPCs(specifically Marika and the Demigods) then the past games, and thus we’ve become way more invested in them then characters like Gehrman, Lady Maria, Annalise, Micolash or Eileen the Crow

we the player haven gotten so much lore about the Demi gods, especially Miquella, that care about their destinies, their goals and their success/failure.

You think I cared about anyone in Dark Souls 3? Not really because we don't get any really deep interactions with many of its denizens. ALSO that world was pretty doomed, no real saving it.

You think I cared about anyone in Bloodborne? Kinda but most of them died right away and ALSO That world was SO doomed unless you became an infant great one.

In Elden Ring we’re told Miquella is the equivalent to Jesus/Buddha, and that he has the potential to mend this world, set it right and make it a better place for everyone. We’re disappointed when we see that he’s just ended up in a cocoon in the end, withered up and old because Mohg seemly fucked up his attempt to fix his body and ruined the haligtree plan

But when we the player find out that in the dlc Miquella is actually fine and wandering the Shadowlands, trying to get the to gates of divinity and ascend so he can right his mom’s wrongs? HOLY SHIT YES!

Previous fromsoft games have never done this kind of thing, usually every character meets their tragic end and thats it! No hope, no second chances.

So thats why I think it hurt the fanbase so much to go through that emotional roller coaster only to be told at the end oh lol you have to kill him now its for his own good yeah the sleepy gal said so

All it leaves is a sense of bafflement, bitterness and disappointment. Being a Fromsoft game, maybe thats wat they were going for

(what am I saying its Fromsoft, of course thats wat they were going for lol)

[the-sonic-crew]

Tw (mentions of absuse, and death idk if half of what i say is a tw sorry)

You know that saying that kinda goes “trust takes years to build, seconds to break, and forever to repair”?

Well my moms ex, now boyfriend again lost all of my trust at the ripe age of 11, or whatever age/year/day he decided to out right call my grandma both a whore and a slut (he also lost both my nana’s and gramp’s trust that day aswell) but i stayed living with him. Because well my mom never left him her words were “if i know your in danger then we will leave him” or something like that (BTW HE EMOTIONALLY ABUSED US ALL) so one day i talked to a friend about how he treats us and how it hurts me alot and how it makes me feel and stuff like that, she straight up told me what he is doing is emotionally abusive, so after that realization i started actually seeing the signs, and pained me when i noticed after ever aguement that happens everyday (it still does)

It hurts me knowing how abusive he is to us even if its not physically, he gaslights us and guilt trips us, I managed to leave for about only 1-2 years idk how long, but once my nana passed away to cancer he was brought right back, my mom moved into the house, my aunt who saved me from this moved out, she told me i can always live with her but she moved into a 2 bedroom apartment, i do not want to burded her or leave all my stuff in the possession where this man has access to HE IS THE BIGGEST CHILD YOU WILL EVER MEET

It makes me so sad that my mom told me that he was affected by drugs and that the “reason” he is coming back is because he wants her help to get better, NO HE IS JUST A PARASITE! He is a leach who only uses her for her money, doesn’t help around the house is even makes my grandpa so mad he allowed my mom to even let him in the promise was “he is only going to stay for a month just until he find a place and a job” HE IS STILL JOBLESS ITS BEEN LIKE 6-7 MONTHS OR SOMETHING!

He doesn’t sound like he is getting better and sure as hell doesn’t help that my 13 year old sister threatened to leave, like i wanna leave so badly and i have people to take me, but what about my pets my children? What about my stuff? Where will i put it? I want to go and move somwhere where i can bring my stuff with, if someone could hire me and let me have a job to make the money just to rent atleast a one bedroom apartment then i could leave BUT NO ONE WANTS TO HIRE ME!

I have been trying since i immediately turned 16 i am almost 19 been looking for almost 3 years and im not too keen on yelling, and i express that BUT NO ONE LISTENS, yelling makes me wants to cry so unless i yell at the person yelling around like a lunatic i am not heard and yet i get seen as a monster…. Idk what to do im just…. Just ready to give up on life maybe i can finally be heard when i gone and when its written down because just existing and having the acknowledgement is clearly not good enough even if i have been saying this for probably 6 years now….

Im on the edge of this and i am so ready to just leave because staying isn’t enough anymore and moving out is also not enough anymore if i can’t even leave…… this is a topic I would randomly bring up when i am with my friends when i was like a bit naive and didn’t realize anything and id be smiling about it, my friends would also mention when somthing i say is serious…. I never realized i accidentally vented without asing my friends first if it was ok but again im still learning about life and basically live under a rock its not until i got older the more i realized the mistake i make… gosh im such a horrible person, not realizing my friends feelings or i probably made them uncomfortable… i used to also bring up something we had in common if they were venting idk why i alwyas said it with a happy face…

I need a hug so badly i need someone to listen to me talk, i need someone to tell me that i am enough and that i have been so strong for the past years, this man my mom is with doesn’t even care about me, his dad told him before he passed to see me and my bio brother as his “children” but he doesn’t…

Im sorry, im so sorry for this rambling….. and vent

I don’t really have anyone i can to anymore gosh im like going to cry im sorry

(I debated so hard if i should send this ask or not sorry)

Hey, hey, kid, it's okay

He hugs you and holds you in a firm, protective, warm hug. He feels like a heated weighted blanket and his fur is soft and comfortable. He smells like coffee with a dash of vanilla and lavender and it's very soothing. He doesn't let you go, but he continues speaking.

Just take deep breaths for me, ai'ght? If you need to cry, you're allowed to cry. Let it out.

...In my opinion, you should move out. For your own safety. Your aunt seems willing to take care of you, and you could stay with her and maybe even find a job.

The main idea is to keep you safe, you are more important than anyone else, and you matter so much.

The best I can say right now is go with your aunt where you'll be loved, try and get a job, and cut off contact with both your mom and her boyfriend, but not your sister.

Take care, Anon, and please stop by if you ever need something again.

/Mod undercut/

Hey, Anon.

I'm really sorry you've had to go through his for so long.

It's really horrible and I'm so glad you reached out. I don't know if it will help, but I made this google doc of resources that you may find helpful <3

HIPAIDKWTD

Stay strong Anon ,:)

[narhinafan]

Hey, about NaruHina, something in Boruto just seems awfully sketchy to me. I mean, let's be absolutely real to ourselves, if our wife, were to be Hinata, I would actually make extra time to SPEED UP in getting my workload done, before coming home to her, who wouldn't? Hinata is just amazing. She is the reason, why Naruto gets out of bed, along with their kids.

But in the beginning, the entire setup in Boruto, for some reason was trying to be like, "He is overworked", as if it completely forgets that Naruto can generate clones to do work for him, and he can share the workload with Shikamaru or Kakashi. And either way, why do we go this route of "neglectful parenting" again? Shouldn't Naruto know better to not bite off more than he can chew? And the fact that he and Hinata never, ever argue (sometimes, this is necessary, and I don't mean like this toxic kind of arguing, but like, discussing things, spilling their own guts to say what bothers them, that kind of jazz, sharing the grievances), at least from what I have seen so far (I haven't looked too deeply into Boruto, and I am kind of hesitant to, for many reasons), I dunno, to me, this paints Naruto in a negative light, as if he is purposely overworking himself, as a way to cope with the reality of him having initially failed as a father, husband and leader. Self-masochism, basically.

Not only that, it comes off as if Naruto's love for Hinata was only a ruse, and as the years passed by, all of it was lost in the process, as he was working towards becoming the ideal Hokage... and I find this pretty insulting, how dare they paint this couple like that? That's just dirty. ...Or am I just being weird? Because this is the impression I got so far.

Naruto is generating and using clones its why he ends up collapsing of overwork in the Boruto movie. Plus he is usually busy cause of circumstances or busy times like the Chunin exams more then anything other then those specific times he does manage make time to come home.

From what I can tell he is overworking cause it can't be helped especially since the village had a big development boom in recent years after the war and also is no longer really hidden likely increase the workload to such a degree that there methods aren't suitable for handling. Likely doesn't help that times are relatively peaceful which would hit ninjas livelihood quite hard. Its also likely even worse since Naruto is famous worldwide which would bring a lot of new business to the village on top of having to maintain peace and as the hero of the war has the most influence so people can't ignore his points. Add that the village has increased in both size and population before the village could fit in the crater Pain made, but in Boruto not only most of the buildings are now high rising ones, but they even had to expand outside the crater and build a city behind the Hokage monument. The current village is likely equal to two-three pre war villages together maybe even more.

Naruto does seem to get help from Shikamaru, but its not enough a lot of things likely need Naruto himself to take care of for lots of reasons and I bet his clones are the only reason they managed to handle the rapid growth in recent years.

Naruto's workload as Hokage is likely several time more then what previous Hokage had to deal with its not somthing he just assign away either.

I get what you mean, but I think Hinata is aware of just how much work Naruto gets especially cause of the education she got from her clan since a young age so she has some understanding of both political and management/development of the village.

I don't like it, but it is realistic in times of peace after war its normal for a development boom to happen. The leaf village benefited it from it the most, but at the cost of Naruto being worked to the bone to handle it.

[stylinsoncity]

Hello I🫶 hope you having a nice day so far this is just a random question but it pops up in my mind often so did you maybe plan or think of maybe write a little chapter in ~till the end of time~ about H meeting Val or sorf of having a chat or smt ? 🧍‍♀️It plays on my mind a little bit of jealous chatty H like this is my fiance so you better keep your distance hahaha well I mean since you have a lot going on and you mention that didn't know if you will add somthing to some of your works I just curious about it

hi, thank you!! hope you're having a good day too! i definitely have thought about it but i haven't started writing anything and i'm not sure i plan to. but it's hard to resist at least thinking about jealous h or l. i love jealousy in fics and do love writing it. i imagined what that encounter would be like after fully introducing Val in that last addition to till the end of time. Val is much older than H and also doesn't take anything seriously enough to be malicious but i imagine he ends up ruffling harry's feathers when he makes comments about how handsome louis is or alludes to a time they spent together but not nocessarily because he's trying to upset harry (although i bet he gets a little kick out of the fact that it does). more so because he doesn't have boundaries or a filter and just exists how he wants.

and then idk i imagine louis kissing harry and reminding him that he's the love of his eternal life and harry unclenches. and then like Val, now that he's bored with how in love they are, tells harry that he's happy they're both happy and maybe he reveals how desperate louis was to find a cure for harry's curse behind the scenes. and maybe harry won't be inviting Val around for dinner or anything but he's grateful Val helped louis when he needed it and the end!

that's how i imagine it would go anyway lol

but again, haven't started writing anything like this... and it's one thing to imagine all this and another huge thing to actually flesh it out. so idk! maybe! but i'm not sure how much more i'll be adding to till the end of time before closing it out. =/

[sporksaber]

This idea has not fully formed in my brain yet, but dpxdc time reversal isekai. This'll be a bit disjointed so bear with me.

Danny phantom and DC are the same universe to start with. Danny goes darkest timeline (not in the dan way. Dan is boring. He does not exist for this purpose) after years of being legally not human and trying to run from the giw while the organizations that should of helped didn't.

In the original timeline he is found out in some horrible way and has to run. He is kidnapped by the giw. He frees himself and finds himself entangled with the batfam. Everything goes wrong, his tenuous relationship with them gets super messed up as none of them are in a good place, and danny is slowly dying. Eventually it all gets broken off.

Danny, completing his journey into insanity, kind of destroyes the universe. And on a little related tangent, when writing these kind of stories all powerful characters are hard to deal with. Characters like clockwork give me the ick because their pulling at the strings robs the characters of their agency and they often fall apart when you look at them critically. So I'm nerfing clockwork. He can see all the timelines, he can watch over them and prevent major fuckery, but he isn't just able to meddle as he pleases.

Like I said, Dan doesn't exist and the whole bit never happened (originally I said that because it's a lame plotline but now it has real reasons) so Danny's never met clockwork. Clockwork takes the burst of power from danny going nuclear and reverses the time stream.

Danny wakes up on the day the event that leads his parents to find out happens. He's unable to avoid it as he's confused and dissriented with a bunch of strange thoughts and images making his head feel fit to burst, but does avoid the giw while running away.

Onto discussions of a main plot point: the romance bc it's always there with time reversal isekais (and with my fics in general tbh). As I'm thinking about it it's hard to decide bc I recently read a bunch that annoyed me into disliking them all and made me step away from the cross over for awhile. But as I was thinking of what to write I came to a decision. I already have one of these for Tim, having it be damian would make all the other characters older than him and it doesn't fit the vibe I'm going for to have danny surrounded by a bunch of adults when he isn't quite one, Jason just isn't fitting in my head rn, so I'm making it Dick. (I did also consider bruce, but I didn't...

The ages I'm going off of: bruce 37 (27), dick 21 (11), Jason 18 (8), Tim 15 (5), Damien 10 (fetus.)

I'm torn. I like the concept of Bruce being the love interest better but i dont know if i like it more than Dick. Like I said, this idea came to me and I immidiently opened a a draft. The idea is not solidified. And as I think more about it, maybe bruce would be better. Because with crossover ships you can slap the timelines together however you want you can change the ages and ship characters as you see fit. My initial reason for not considering bruce was the ages and wanting all the kids to be around for the plot. So I'm going to do the math.

Danny gets his powers at 14. Gets away with only monsters of the week to deal with for the first year. Giw gets new funding and becomes a consistent problem into when he's 16. It's manageable for awhile. I'm going to say he deals with it well enough for them to pull back and regroup around when he turns 17. Six months later and The Incident happens and he's outed. He runs and in his panicked gets captured by the giw.

My initial plan (initial meaning first thought that occurred less than an hour ago) was for him to be kidnapped long enough to be thoroughly traumatized but not super long. Like a few months. And I'd thought his freeing himself might have somthing to do with them kidnapping Jason or somthing. And if I stick to that Dick works really well and I feel like there's some really good content in dick and danny ending up together.

With Bruce I'd have to adjust the timeline more. Both for my batfam agenda and to make it not icky. If bruce is going to be in his mid thirties danny needs to be a minimum of his mid 20s. So I think if I were to go with Bruce I'd extend the kidnapped time to like 2 years (so Danny's like 20) and have him spend some time in the ghost zone before coming back to mess up the giw? I don't know. I'm going to have to write some stuff physically.

This has gotten out of hand and now I'm confused and my head hurts. I think the difference in the decision in unstable young adult danny vs unhinged adult danny in the original time line.

And the other thing I have to consider is not just main timeline but post rewind attempt 2 timeline and how those ages fall.

Dick is easier because it'd be easier to not have to handle that mess. I could have what I want without worrying about an age gap. And I think they could be really compelling. Especially with the idea of Dick seeking out Danny to help Jason, the brother he thinks he failed. Their relationship is originally a will they won't they as Dick has to deal with his family being a mess and desperately not wanting to lose anyone again while danny is in a limbo between who he is and if he's human. And it doesn't work out. It blows up in their faces as circumstances tear them apart and force them to let go of eachother. And you get the forbidden romance trope as batman doesn't trust danny. And then danny loses his shit and everyone dies before the rewind.

I think after the rewind they'd restart quieter. Danny searches out a familiar person after running away. Dick had just become nightwing and set up in bludhaven. Jason is 14 and hasn't died yet. Maybe they'd meet organically. Danny is drawn to Gotham and ends up in bludhaven while skirting around it. He meets the new vigilante who he knows but he also knows he doesn't (his core remembers. The core always remembers). Dick finds himself drawn to this haunted guy he keeps running into, maybe it's his savior complex, maybe it's somthing else entirely. He figures he's some kind of meta, jumpy from escaping someone's experiments.

Eventually Danny will remember Jason. Dick brings him up and Danny's filled with dread. Dick thinks his reaction is wierd. But Jason is eventually saved.

If I were to write it this way I think I'd have a couple of different mystery plot likes that connect thematically but aren't actually connected. (A nightwing vigilante based one of mob bosses or whatever, Danny's whole deal, what the giw is up to, where their money comes from and how that's gotten on the jl radar). But that's all on that for now.

To summarize: they have a very turbulent relationship initially. Dick will eventually be forced to chose the bats over danny. Danny has not properly healed from the giw and slowly spins out of control. After the rewind it's a lot of Dick solving mysteries as Danny tries to heal. The plot would be majorly driven by Dick, Danny's is mostly internal.

Back to the bruce concept (reminder that these two concepts are not connected at all).

The thing with time reversals is that you have to decide in the beginning whether or not the reversal is seperate from the main characters original timeline or if it's continuous. Are they the age they were pre reversal or the age they were reversed to? How much of it do they retain?

With the Bruce option I matched it to bruce being like 6 years older than danny. So pre reversal danny shows up to investigate bruce when his connection to the al ghuls (10yo damien) is established. Danny is 30, jaded, and less human than the other version. He's been warped in a way. The torture was longer and he recovered in the zone. A lot of his friends and family died.

Some relationship stuff happens, some al ghul caused demon stuff happens, the world is destroyed, time is reversed.

I'm fudging the previous timeline a bit. Danny's reveal happens at 19 while he's still in amity taking a gap year to weigh his dreams against his responsibilities. The Incident happens. He's kidnapped for a few years. Escapes durring an expierenment that allows him to slip into the zone. Dedicates himself to destroying the giw.

Danny post reversal retains skills and knowledge but is still his 19 year old self. He returns to the day of the incident, is confused, gets outed, dips but escapes the giw. Goes to Vlad and demands money, resources, and a contract that makes him heir without the downsides of his shady practices. It's important to not at this point, danny is basically bluffing. The kid has no idea what's going on or if it'll work, but he spooks vlad enough for him to agree now, plan how to spin it in his favor later.

So Danny takes a bit to decompress from that shitshow.

Flash forward, bruce wayne notices he has a bit of a (new) stalker problem. Some guy he doesn't know (and Brucie Wayne knows everyone) starts showing up at all his galas and the charity events he goes to. 20 year old Danny Fenton, heir to Masters Enterprises.

Cue Romcom.

This would have a drastically different tone from the other version. Very fun and much lower stakes.

Anyway I'm done for now. I hope you enjoyed this 2 hour unedited rant. Might expand on both separately, I like them both.

[brilliantfantasticgeronimo]

wild blue yonder

the tardis can regenerate itself...... !!! I mean, wait we knew that already kjhkjh but I just connected the dots now that... that means The Time Lords mined and mauled the child just to make their cars better, as well. Damn...

in classic who u used to have to use ur imagination to pretend everything wasn’t a wobbly set... now u have to use ur imagination to pretend everything isn’t a greenscreen :/

"is that who i am now?" the shocking thing isn’t that he is gay (that’s what donna interprets) the shock to himself is voicing how horny he is lol

Someone is gonna say gravity and that's gonna be fucking weird

"it would take trillion years to get that far” chills!

"no one is ever been this far. till us. and this ship" colonialism fiction dna shining thru

“you little streak” <3

"she'll move on" "not shaun, he'll go to that alleyway every year..." \ten at the alleyway to see rose parallel....

Ghost aroma!!!

blue and orange motif....…………… 13 aesthetic moments.... [13 and Swarm coded? / aka entropy/life coded?/donna and the doc...]

“maybe there's a tribe and they worship it… (…) time passes and the city falls... and there's the tardis" beautiful!! I'm could do somth w/ re: w/ the doctor and their companions. (eyes emoji)

"it got complicated" UNDERSTATEMENT OF A CENTURY #2

"The notion of shape is strange." "it limits" literally current architecture theory

This is so nofna solar system-core

love a classic “anti matter hates matter” story

[the no-bodies…?....cousins to the the could have been king ... with his army of never wheres…?]

This feels very [doctor trying to figure out their body in each regeneration] [intentionally?] this is so end of evangelion poster-core

"it’s strange enough my face coming back, but not this big" / [metaphor for reboots?]

This episode is like the clamoring for us to get a castrovalva 2 escher-like world again next season

"that's not gonna work either" i love these idiots

"why does it have to be one last trip?" rtd ringing moffat / gatiss / gardner / etc and being like like -

ok but follow this reasoning: if the doctor is the same person bc they keep their memories (as the show makes a point of.... constantly) ... and if the memories make the person ... then indeed an entity that copies the memories is the same person, is it not? Where do we draw the line between who’s “real��� and who isn’t, in this scenario?

A CREATION I DEVASTATED / literally watched WoM two seconds before this w/ ten all "everything i do just makes it happen" sdjsdkf this is what i mean when i say the doctor has never Processed anythingggg since that Bottom Pit moment

"it wasn't your fault" "i know! (but it stil sucks!!!)" me at therapy like

"WHY DOES HE NEED YOU?" me, Pavlovian tone: because he is lonely...

“when something is gone, it keeps existing” → highlight this!!!! this is gonna be the new thesis statement about Grief!!! this is gonna be The Point for the next 4 years lol

It's very fun to watch this after marath6ning all of ten's era bc it's like... that boy never processed any of that shit. did 11 process shit? did 12? 12 maybe a little but really i think they just got even more trauma (bill ): ) dkdksks and don't get me started on 13. basically what im saying is the doctor Never did get a break on between waters of mars up until now... [and i guess to go further never did get a break after since like....... freaking ghost light skskskskkjkj seven is still There. we don't think about that enough.]

Donna being a clone fucker is not a headcanon ever thought i had but im glad its been confirmed now "donma doesn't think she"s stupid" im sure rtd has launched this exact same rant on so some unwilling family members while browsing ao3 "stop copying and make up your own minds" social commentary / commentary on reboots again / core "individualism > society" dr. who 101 messaging

The not things are kinda.... cute? skdksk if they weren't murderous they look like ppl to hang out w/ and play videogames......

"what do you want?" "you tell us" fundamental doctor-companion dialogue....

"love letters don't travel very far" put a pin on that...

ok.... ARGHGHGHH LET ME THINK THINK THINK skskks me failing at CBT be like

What if the doctor is from our universe. what then the doctor being like we have to mill ourselves immediately feels very 13

this is like "what if turn left and midnight but they go through it together this time <3" fic "where the walls are thin and anything is possible" eyes emoji

"that copy was 99% donna" so maybe re:earlier... what the show is saying between copy vs real is that it's all about the x factor, the 1%....

CONCLUSIONS! lived up to the hype! i think it's a bit 13-era vibe in that it's clearly influenced by all the prestige space-base-isolation scifi we see in the ~cinema now every year. the aesthetic is hitting that vibe (and going to the root, there's also a very clear Alien influence). kinda wish we had more one offs just like this one :( bc i feel the other 2 specials have too much Work to do, so there's not enough time to do.Fun like lore and character stuff. Execution wise is very successful. the switcheroos work. the callbacks work. there's a lot of character stuff happening ("I just realized I'm still working through that!") but it doesn't interfere w/ the adventure itself. My one grip is there's a couple shots that do feel too green-screen-y, but overall the ep is visually amazing. def only a story you could do now. also I love that the NMDs were like "rtd is gonna retcon the timeless child!!! everyone hated it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and he was like "cool. now watch this" lollll king moments. rare moments where it feels like we live in the best timeline.

[elerinna]

Easy

Crocodile x Reader

Sorry for any gramatical error, English isn't my first language.

Being the partner of Crocodile is not easy. Even when it's been years, even when nobody knows you are his significant other. He is not always here, some night he comes in the room to speak a little with me, he even wait until I fall asleep before returning to his job. Some other night when he come earlier I make him diner.

Today wasn't a good day to me. All I wanted was to go in bed and cuddle my big guy. But I am not even sure he'll be here tonight. So finally at home I don't eat, I don't change my clothes, no, I go directly to bed. I take his pillow in my arms and cry a little. When he is not home are the worst days. I fall asleep like that.

When I open my eyes the room is dark. I am sure it's morning so why is the room dark I didn't close the curtains yesterday… I was about to go up but somthing take my shirt and put me back on the bed. There I feel a breath next to me. I look closer and it was Crocodile. I start to feel tears going into my eyes and my throat tighning. I put my head on his chest and fall back asleep as his hand go on my shoulder pulling me more onto him. Maybe it was not the morning after all.

I open my eyes a second time. My head was not anymore on a hard chest but on a soft pillow. The smell of smoke and sand still in the air. The room is still as dark. And his not there anymore, he is never there the morning. I sigh and take again his pillow.

Yesterday was not a good day, nobody wanted to buy my products, and worst of all. A guy flirted with me and he didn't take no for an answer, so he promised to come to my home and prove his love. Who knows what he means by that.

But I'm safe, when we started to live at Alabasta Crocodile had demanded that my house was hidden far from any city's. It's better for him to come here and more safe for me. But still this guy had given me chills.

I stand on the floor and open my door. A strong smell of food go directly to my nose. The face of the guy before come to my head. I take the knife Crocodile gave me and walk slowly to the kitchen. It was a man in the kitchen not a bad one. Just mine. Okay maybe a bad one, but not to me.

The knife fell from my hand but the sand grabed it before it touch the floor. I am still trying to process what is happening, what the hell is he doing here. I run to him but something on the floor make me fall but he take me in his arms. I put my head in his neck inhalling his smell. I grip his clothes with my hands, it's like yesterday never happened. He put me down on a chair and go back to the kitchen without saying anything.

He came back with food. It seems I slept over breakfast. The food on my plate is certeinly crocodile meat, it's the only thing he can cook because it's his favorite food apart from the tomato. We eat together and he spent the evening with me at one point we started to dance in the dining room. He told me that yesterday he was already there when I came home and he decided to take a day off from his plan to take control over the country to spend it with me. He had certainly see me cried to sleep.

Before diner, while I was cooking he came with the guy that harassed me the day before. I froze.

He was trying to break in yesterday. Do you know him ?

I explained to him what he had told me before, and how I feared that he make his word true. A wicked smile took form on his face. A dangerous smile for the guy on his knees between us. He tried to speack but sand blocked his mouth.

So you wont be mad if I take care of him.

I was about to say that killing people was not a good thing, but all the fear he had bring to me came to memory.

No. Please, do whatever you want to him.

My hand started to skake and I return to my cooking. What if Crocodile was not there yesterday ? Is it because of him that he decided to take a day off and not my crying ? Or both ? I heard some screams then nothing. I finished the food and put ketchup on the plate to asesonate.

As I turn Crocodile hadn't move but the guy was on the floor, dead and completly dry of all liquid. I made a face at the corps but try to ignore it.

We eat in silence, then.

Next time don't add Ketchup. I hate that.

I know, I just wanted tu put some sauce.

After the dinner he take the corps out and I wash the dishes. When he come back he lift me and walk to the room.

Hey ! I didn't finished !

Tomorow.

He take off all of our clothes leaving us in undergarnement and lie on the bed with me on him.

You're mine and mine alone. so you don't have to fear the others as long as you are with me they wont lay a finger on you.

I smile and kiss his cheeks.

even Whitebeard ?

I asked to tease him.

Frown, what is this question, woman ? If you want be like the other guy you should just ask.

I laugh, it's not easy to have Crocodile as a boyfriend. He's full of himself, he kill people, he plan to take over a whole country. But we know each other since years and not even the gods could not separate us. Or Whitebeard in some case.

[kakyogay]

alri so thinking about modernerators and changing some stuff around so uh while partially dazed and ready to pass out, I'll try to summarize it in the most normal way possible.

Instead of whatever I may have said about them finding out pebs had rot is wronhg because I thought of somthing better. The idea came to me when I was thinking about the iterators when they were younger because it's entirely modern so I do what I want.

So the rot started developing when he was but a young little lad. Wasn't severe just kinda an inconvenience. He'd get fevers and sick much easier than usual. He did eventually get medicated for it but still. Despite getting help for it and interacting with friends and such, shit still fucked with his mental health. Moon constantly watching over him and the others constantly asking if he was alright just made him feel like a burden. If he just wasn't sick they wouldn't have to worry too much. So on an especially bad day, he did something he quickly regreted. Sure they'd stop worrying if he was gone but it'd make them feel horrible. Thanks to arti being the bestest of support beasts, he lives. Doesn't feel great after but he still lives. The rot maybe worsens because of this but could also just be from time.

I don't have a lot planned after that besides the usual bs but yeah hope I wrote it in a really cool and swag way that makes much sense because my brain is goop from the yucky cold I got and I don't wanna reread it alri gbye :D

[lolitastories]

NOT A CHAPTER

This will be insert of storylines that happens in the future if Yn and Kayce

Chapter 18:

Chapter 17:

Trying to have a baby was difficult if the man you wanted to be the father seemed to be avoiding you at all cost. When Tate was gone with Monica I would come home ready to spend the night with him but he was never home. He would come late and by that time I was already in bed sleeping peacefully. When Tate was here he always wanted him present, which was unusual because when he was over he would send him with John atleast one night. One time I tried going over to his office. A coat robe ready to slip off and available to him but nothing. He had a “Meeting” to get too. I was becoming frustrated but not because I needed all of the pent up feelings to go away but because he is making it seem like he doesn’t want me anymore. “You are being paranoid” I shake my head at the liquor being offered by Beth.

“Stop. That is what they say to women who’s husband are cheating on them” I roll my eyes and start pacing the floor.

“Well it's a good thing he is not your husband then” I look over annoyed at her words. “Kidding. Well not” She smiles getting up to take my arm. “Kayce loves you and you know how busy this world can get you” I hated talking about the ranch. Call me crazy but after leaving the ranch and only taking care of it legally, I didn’t want to be involved with anything else. I hated Kayce was involved but I understood where he was coming from when he told me he couldn’t just leave. We had a huge argument one night when he came beat up so badly it kept him in bed for days. I cried non stop but showed how angry he was with what he was involved with. It took days before I came to terms with it. It took weeks to look at him and finally come up with a solution. He wanted to give up everything so we could be together but I told him it was okay. I knew what I got myself into even before we were together. She pulls me to take a seat.

“It's hard to believe when he doesn’t even kiss me atleast a goodbye!” I stomp my feet seeting back into the couch like a littel girl who is being denied candy.

“How about we go out tonight?” I close my eyes thinking about it. Tate was with Monica until Tuesday and it was currently Saturday. It was enough time to get blasted, like I am sure Beth will try to get me.

“Sure” I threw my hands up in defeat. I will just have to talk with Kayce before I get to the point where I get my frustration out some other way. “I’ll see you at 7?” I get up grabbing my things

“5” I turned over looking at her. We never go out that early. “You need to relax your mind and I know this wonderful place but it's far. '' I shake my head not caring aslong as my mind is not thinking of Kayce for as long as possible. “I will pick you up”

“At the office” I say walking out the door. I was going to spend the rest of the day in the office. Being at home with it being still 11 in the morning wasn’t wise. I would be pacing around the whole house probably eventually crying until I am balled up on the floor. Trying to unlock my door I hear my phone ring. “Hello?” I answer without looking at the caller ID.

“Hey are you busy?” I hear Monica’s voice on the other side of the phone.

“No. I was going into the office to have somthing to do but it can wait. Do you need something?” I pull out my key setting in my purse and put my attention to the phone call.

“Tate has been talking about this restuarant all day when you took him to once. And since it's almost lunch time he was thinking maybe you wanted to join us?” I look over to my office. Being here with only my thoughts might be the same as being stuck at home. Maybe going to lunch with Monica and Tate would be better.

“Of course. I will see you there in 5” We hang up and I go back into my car. I drive up and park waiting for them to show up. “Hey buddy” I smile seeing Tate run up to me and give me a hug.

“He has not stopped talking about this place” She looked up, not really sure about the place.

“It's great!” He pulls away running inside.

“They are good. One of my favorites” I smile waiting for her to walk in behind Tate.

“Welcome” The host smiles as we walk inside. “Table for 3? The gentleman is waiting for you” We turn as we see Tate talking to the waitress already.

“Thank you.” We say walking to the table.

“I will have that in a second” The waitress made sure what Tate had ordered was correct before she left.

“Grandpa said I can come over today for a fishing day!” He said excitily. “Do you want to come too?” How can I tell him no? I don’t mess with horses more than I did the last time I was near one.

“Kid she doesn’t know how to ride a horse” I thank Monica with an uneasy smile.

“But last time you rode with dad. You can ride with me or grandpa this time”

“Thanks buddy but I am not dressed up for the occasion” Yeah a pencil skirt and heels isn’t proper for riding a horse or even fishing.

“Aunt Beth can let you borrow something”

“Okay but if the horse tries anything I will have to skip the fishing trip”

“Deal” He smiles. The food came soon after that.

“So how is the house going?” Monica spoke as we were digging into our food.

“Good. Hard to compermise but it's getting there.”

“Dad doesn’t like the couch” I laugh nodding my head. I didn’t want a leather couch. My parents always had dark brown leather couches in the house but I always liked the large cloth couches.

“And it's a cream color so his fear of keeping it clean is worse” Monica laughs along. “It's not like we have 20 people living at home”

“And what did you have to agree on?” I smile knowing she has been in the same place as me so she knows how annoying it can be to deal with Kayce.

“Having a bathtub” I didn’t like bathtubs. I preferred showers. I wanted a vanity or something more useful in that corner but I agreed to have my couch.

“I love the bathtub!” Tate says with a mouth full.

“That's why I don’t regret the decision. He doesn’t fight taking a bath anymore” Monica turns over with a smile.

“So all it takes is a bathtub to keep you clean?” Tate nods with a big smile. “Have to get one at home because I can’t keep him clean” We were exaggerating but Tate had a difficult time wanting to take a shower but now we have a difficult time getting him out the tub.

“Can you get one with the jets?” He saw the cataloug where we were picking them out and was angry at the fact we didn’t choose one with jets

“I will see” We smiled at Tate who had finished his first plate and went on to the next. Once our food was done we met again in the ranch. Thankfully Rip called Tate over to work on his horse and that took most of the day until I looked down and checked the time.

“It's okay if you have plans, Tate will understand” I looked over to Monica who was standing next to me with a smile.

“No” I shake my head. It was almost 5 and I had texted Beth that I was going to the ranch so she would find me and honestly if she didn’t I don’t really feel like going anywhere right now. “Beth invited me for drinks tonight but I think it's best if I don’t go”

“What?” I look over to her, confused. “I wasn’t going to say anything but you have not been in a good mood for a couple of days.” Gee thanks. “I think you need this,” I was about to say something like no I don’t and going out with Beth will only get me in a worse mood but she wraps her arms around mine and leads me inside the house. “To prove it I will be going too” I smiled a little allowing her to lead me upstairs and into Beth's room. I was forced, which says nothing since I didn’t fight Monica on changing into different clothes. Beth soon came in trying to get ready for the night before she spent getting me ready.

“Alright I think we are ready to go, '' Beth says, looking infront of the mirror before turning to us. “Lets go” We go downstairs and wait in the car so Monica can say goodbye to Tate as she leaves him with Rip until John comes home.

“Come on. We were going to have fun” Monica says from the back seat.

“She is having troubles with my little brother”

“Oh so that's why you have been pissy all day” I look over annoyed.

“I have not!” I argue. I have not, I didn’t even believe myself

“He has been busy and to make it worse she hasn’t gotten some for,? How long has it been” She looks over quickly at me with a grin.

“Shut up” I groan slidding down more into the seat. I fold my arms together looking over to the window. “Almost 2 months” I whisper. I hear them chuckle at my responds.

“I can’t go a week without it,I can’t imagine 2 months” Beth says laughing.

“I am going to throw myself out the car”

“Don’t be pissy. We are going to make you feel better, you will see” Monica said as she laid a gentle hand on my shoulder. I take a deep breath, I don’t know what is going to happen but I need to get this tension out before it drives me crazy. We have been driving for about 10 minutes and I am beginning to think they are going to ditch me in some ditch since I have not stopped frowning since we got in the car. There is nothing 10 minutes away from town that is interesting enough to take this ride.

“Alright we are going off road a little” Beth says turning into a dirt road. Now I truly believe they are going to kill me off somewhere.

“If this is your idea of fun and distracting, I don’t like it” I hear a low chuckle from both of them. I sit up leaning forward when I notice a faint light ahead. The sun was going down on the other side of us so it was dark enough to see light coming from torches? “Are we going there?” I pointed and turned to look at Beth who only nodded. “You know I hate the outside right? If this is supposed to make me feel better than you don’t know me at all” I didn’t have time to take a full glance at what was infront of us since it was still feet away but also because I almost went throught the windshield. Always wear your seatbelts kids!. “What the hell Beth?” I look over as she puts the car in reverse.

“Get out,” She says dryly. “Y/N” She unlocks the car and points outside. “Get out” I roll my eyes a bit. “I need to back up and I don’t want to hear anymore of your whining” It should have pissed me off but it didn’t. Beth was like that. I opened the door and as soon as the door slammed shut she was backing up at a fast pace.

“What the fuck Beth?!” They did ditch me. Not in a ditch dead but ditched me non the less. I will probably be dead before the sun hides away. I gave up looking at the direction they went hoping they would show up. I turn around and walk toward the lights. As I came up you could see torches around the set of multiple pillows and blankets. A middle platter with drinks and what I am guessing is covered up food. “I have totally pissed them off when Beth took her time to do all of this” I lift my hands up in frustration. I have let Kayce’s absence get to me. Usually I didn’t need his attention but lately it was all I was craving. Not sexually but emotionally. I haven’t been attached to someone as I have gotten with him. It's not like I needed him every second of the day but lately since I feel like we have spent less and less time together, I have missed him so much.

“She only did part of this” I looked up frightened at the voice until I saw it was Kayce popping up out of nowhere. It was an open field. It was a field of some sort of grain but it was short so it didn’t even reach my knees.

“What are you doing here?” in the distance you could see a faint building but nothing after that. When did he get here?

“I heard you have been pissy all day?” I see a slight grin on his face as he walks around the pillow and blankets.

“I have not” I roll my eyes not wanting to look at him right now. How dare he show up right now? If he did all of this, what was it for? For the amount of time he has been neglecting me?

“Hey, come back to me” He uses one hand to grab my chin so I have no choice but to look at him, which I didn’t mind. The other wraps around my waist to pull me closer. I guess I was so engulfed in my mind that I didn’t notice the faint music playing until he started swaying. “I need you to stay with me until I finish the speech I have prepared” I furrowed my brow, curious about what he was doing.

“I can do that” I smile, moving my hand up to grab a hold of each side of his face to pull him closer.

“I need to get throught the speech before any of this goes on” I close my eyes, feeling his nose rub against mine before he pulls apart. He puts some space between us holding onto both my hands. “I am not for speeches so don’t give me hell for it” I smile faintly nervous about what is to come. He takes a deep breath before continuing, “Years ago I was so stupid to let you go. I was scared and when I heard about your dreams and goal I knew I couldn’t get inbetween that. Well also back then I didn’t think I deserve someone like you so I held myself back from trying. But the past is the past and now that I have you I will never be that stupid again. I still think I don’t deserve someone like you. So smart and witty. Beautiful and kind to even the ones who don’t deserve it. You accepted me with my whole crazy family but most importantly Tate. He loves you and he was actually the one who pushed me to do this, not that I didn’t want to do it but was procrastinating at the right time.” I wanted to laugh and hug him but his movement stopped me. I always see these in movies. How the guy gets on one knee then he has a hard time finding the ring but finally he extends his hands and opens the little black box and says, “Will you marry me?” I usualy would roll my eyes and smile because even if it was annoying it was their moment. Their piece of heaven and this one was mine.

“Yes” I nod my head wrapping my arms around him once I fall onto my knees. He was my piece of heaven.