#my babies all love each other unconditionally even if they are furious about it and trying desperately to cut that part of themselves

[winepresswrath]

Very fun how Wei Wuxian is simultaneously shocked and kind of confused. He’s realizing he might have actually have lost this shamelessness competition, because it turns out that when your brother thinks you might have been complicit in the death of someone you both loved, you can... sob pitifully and make him feel like total shit? Even if you actually did it? That is an option to some people? Disgusting. Have the common courtesy to throw yourself off a lava cliff instead.

Lan Wangji, conversely, is not confused about anything except whether he’s going to make it out of this room without snapping and doing a murder.

[marvel-fanfic-writer-8675]

Nothing Fancy

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: abusive father, angst with a fluffy ending, violence, protective Buck Buck

Summary: Bucky finding out your father is abusive

“Doll! You’re back early! Thought you were coming home from your parent’s house tomorrow?” You had gone to visit your mom for the weekend, thinking your dad was out of town on a work trip, but it was canceled.

You loved your mom, a lot, you had no clue why she would ever be with a guy like your dad. He was a bad guy to say the least. He constantly hit you and your mom, and would always yell at both of you for the smallest reasons. Your mom told you to leave when you were 18, told you to run and never come back. You did, but always visited when your dad went out of town. Every time you’d ask her to come with you, but she’d always brush it off, and claim your dad would find her and it would just be worse, he’d never let her leave. One of these days you planned to just take her, and leave, go to some remote place where she’d be safe.

“Hey my Bucky bear! Yeah, my parents had some plans with work and stuff so I wanted to get out of their hair.” You hadn’t told Bucky about him, you didn’t think you could.

Bucky pulled you into a hug but felt you wince in pain. “Doll? You alright? What happened baby?” You shook him off, “nothing Buck, promise, just a few bruises, I kinda fell down the stairs, you know how clumsy I am.” You laughed trying to clear the tension but it didn’t work.

“Doll, don’t lie to me, I’m a trained assassin, I can tell when you’re lying. Please baby, what happened?” “Buck, I…..it’s no big deal, can we just forget it, please?” He looked down at you in the eyes and saw how hurt you were. He pulled you in for a big hug, making sure he didn’t touch any bruises. “Doll, did someone do this to you?” You silently nodded while starting to cry into Bucky’s shirt. “Oh, doll, come here, I got ya, you’re safe now.” He rubbed his hand up and down your back. “Was it your dad doll?” Bucky took a guess, knowing his dad was similar. You once again nodded while sobbing into Bucky’s chest.

Now Bucky was furious, no one hurts his doll, especially not someone who was supposed to love you unconditionally. He couldn’t show it to you though, that would make it worse, you’d think he was mad at you. Everything made sense now though, why he never met your parents, why you came home and broke down crying after your boss yelled at you, why you flinched sometimes when Bucky would raise his hand to grab a glass in the beginning of your relationship. Now, you trusted Bucky so you no longer flinched, but in the beginning you had flinched every time Bucky made a movement. Even still, when something happened that could make Bucky upset, like you dropping a mug, you would apologize profusely even when Bucky said it was no big deal, he still loved you.

“Come on baby doll, let’s go lay down and rest some hmm? Some cuddles sound nice?” You nodded and Bucky carefully placed you on the bed and then laid down beside you and cuddled you into his chest while offering reassuring words. You fell asleep curled against Bucky, he promised your sleeping figure he would never let your dad hurt you again, before falling asleep himself.

The next morning, Bucky brought you some breakfast in bed, and you both watched tv while eating, snuggled against each other. “Buck, can we talk?” Bucky smiled towards you, “of course doll, but know, you don’t have to share anything you’re not comfortable with, I’m not pushing you to share anything.” You nodded, “I know Buck, but I want to tell you.” Bucky grabbed you and pulled you into his lap, “alright, go ahead doll.”

After telling him your story, with your mother and all, Bucky hugged you tightly. “Doll, I’m so sorry, I love you so much, he’ll never hurt you again, I promise. And doll, if you want to get your mom out of there, we can keep her safe, we can turn the office into a guest room, or get her an apartment nearby.” You gave him a kiss, “thank you Bucky, really, it means a lot.” After sitting for a minute you spoke up again, “Buck, do you think we can help her soon? I, I don’t want to leave her with him any longer.” Bucky kissed the top of your head, “of course doll, of course. We can even go buy furniture today and I’ll call Steve and Sam for back up and we can go get her tomorrow.” You smiled, “thank you, for this, and being so understanding, and being the best boyfriend in the world.” “Doll, I went through the same thing with my dad before he up and left, I wish I could’ve helped my ma more than I did, so I get it, and I will always be here for you doll, you’re the love of my life, it’s you and me against the world. And one day, you’ll be the woman I marry, I just gotta find the perfect ring.”

Bucky called Steve and Sam, and told them the plan, they also said they were coming to help move and build furniture. You and Bucky went out and bought a bed, dresser and all the necessary items, while Steve and Sam moved the stuff currently in there, out. You and the guys worked through the night but the room was all set up for your mom.

You were nervous, and Bucky could tell. You and the 3 soldiers were in the car heading to your parents house. “Buck, I’m scared.” He held you in the backseat, “I’m here baby, I won’t let anything happen to you or your mom. Steve and Sam are also here, they also won’t let anything happen to either of you, we’re Avengers, we’ve defeated aliens, we got you. We can only be defeated by chaffing, don’t worry.” A small laugh escaped you at Bucky’s joke about ‘the Avenger’s biggest villain’ chaffing.

You got to the door and knocked. Your mom answered the door, “honey, what are you doing here? You know your father.” “Mom, this is my boyfriend Bucky and his friends, we can keep you safe, please, come with us.” “Sweetie, I…thank you. I should grab some stuff though, I don’t know how.” “Ma’am,” Steve started, “if I may, Sam and I will come with you, and protect you, Bucky and Y/N can help gather your stuff, don’t worry about your husband, he can’t hurt you anymore.” You mom thanked Steve and let them in.

“Well?” Your father snapped, “who was at the door?” He then saw you and the guys standing there. “Weren’t you just here yesterday! Did you not learn your lesson last time!” He moved to slap you but Bucky caught his arm, “no one touches my girl,” he growled. Steve and Sam took your mom to pack her things while Bucky stayed with you and your father. “Oh, so your a whore now huh? Got yourself a guy now so you think you can do whatever you want. Well listen here sweetheart I’m not gonna be here when he breaks your stupid little heart.” Bucky moved you to be behind him, standing between you and your dad who had moved closer. “I love Y/N, and if you’re not going to harm her, or put anymore ideas in her head. Her and her mother will be leaving with us, unharmed, and if you know what’s good for you, you won’t come looking for them.”

“She is my wife and will do what I say. I don’t want her leaving so she won’t be, you can’t take her away.” Your dad moved to punch Bucky but your boyfriend was too quick. Bucky pinned him down and held him there. “As I said, we will keep them safe, and we are not afraid to hurt you. So don’t come looking for them.” Steve, Sam and your mom came out with a few bags and so you all headed to the car outside. Before leaving Bucky said he had to go back in for a second.

“I almost forgot,” Bucky punched your dad in the face, “that, is for hurting Y/N. No one hurts her and gets away with it.” He ran back outside and got in the car, sitting next to you in the backseat. You were in the middle, Sam on your other side, your mom in the passenger and Steve driving.

You got home and showed your mom her room, she was so thankful and you were so happy you guys were finally done with your dad, for good.

That night you and Bucky sat in bed, cuddled together, watching a movie. “Buck, thank you, I love you so much. I can’t wait to be married to you.” “I can’t wait either doll. Already set up with a jeweler to get a ring next week.” “Buck, I don’t need nothing fancy, it could be paper and I’d still be the happiest gal ever, so I swear Mr. Barnes, if you break the bank over a ring, I’ll say no.” Bucky laughed and pulled you in closer, “alright, alright, I promise not to go overboard. Was actually thinkin’ of getting one like my ma had, it was a family thing, supposed to go to me and my wife but, it got lost in the 80ish years. If you’d be alright with that of course, if you don’t want to wear something that is styled from the 1800s or something like that then that’s fine. ” “Awww, Buck, that’s so sweet, of course I would wear it, it doesn’t matter what it looks like, as long as you’re the one who gave it to me.”

[amaya-writes]

Myriads of memories. A PJO one-shot of how Sally and Poseidon met.

A/N: I’ve decided to post my one-shots, etc. on here as well. This is actually my first one-shot, which I wrote when I was 12, so it might not be very good but I’m still proud of it. 

It had been a long, tiring week at work, the customers had been rowdier than usual, and all Sally wanted to do was get away to her beach cabin in Montauk. Her life had been going down the rabbit hole for quite some time, and all she needed was a little time to get herself together. She rushed off to the local supermarket to retrieve supplies for her week off and then drove off to the cabin.

After thoroughly cleaning the cabin and putting away the food, she made her way to the beach, packing a book, towel, and sunglasses in her handbag. She put on her bathing suit and made her way down the peninsula shaped beach, making sure not to go too far away from her cabin. Sally was an ordinary human in every aspect of the word, except for her wild imagination.

Ever since she was little, Sally would always dream up these weird creatures, things like three-headed baby dragons, lizards with human features, stuff like that. She even spoke to a shrink about it, but they said it seemed not to affect her in any harmful way and might be an overactive imagination.

No, you are not going to think about any of that, this week is going to be nothing short of a peaceful, serene vacation away from everything.

With that thought, she proceeded to read her book and sip her water in peace, occasionally looking up to the sea and smiling. After a bit she could feel her eyes drooping, not wanting to get a terrible sunburn by sleeping out on the beach Sally decided to head back. 

See that wasn't so hard, it's just the strain that caused you to think you saw a boy fight dragon of sorts'

No sooner had she thought that she passed by a (very handsome) man, his wavy brunette curls fell to his remarkably deep green eyes, oh those eyes, she could stare into them all day. Her eyes scanned over his partly unbuttoned shirt and khaki shorts, admiring the way he looked as she walked towards him. 

He was holding something in his hand, as she got closer, she couldn't believe what she saw and was positive her previous thoughts had jinxed her, for the man was holding a trident.

No Sally, stop it!

She groaned and walked on, not noticing the man's curious stare or the things he muttered under his breath as he sighed and walked into the ocean.

*~*~*

A scream pierced through the cabin as the woman thrashed around, ripping the sheets as she tried to escape the horrors her dream portrayed, she let out a final screech before falling off her bed and successfully awakening.

She shivered on the hardwood floor, reminiscing her nightmare's events. It had been the same thing ever since she saw that man on the beach side. It started off in a dark and empty room with voices resonating around her, throwing insults that would make a sailor baffled. 

The room would then light up, blinding her each time as a dark and generally evil man stood by a man surrounded by lighting, torturing her and a boy who she had come to realize was her son.

They would stop and mutter in a language fairly similar to Latin and start the torture once again, causing her to awaken. Sometimes a wave of water would wash them away and bring her back to the beach, but that had only happened once. Sally muttered profanities and headed out of her little cabin, heading to the beach.

You could call it a gut feeling or destiny, but something pulled her towards where she last saw the man with the trident.

This is stupid, I should go back in, who's to say he'll even be there?! oh..

She noticed an outline of a figure holding a trident while gazing at the sea.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" 

He questioned her as she came into hearing distance.

"Um yes, sorry to intrude." 

Sally smiled shyly, still unsure whether she should question his little...instrument, she decided against doing so and instead stared at the peculiar object.

“Oh of course not-"the man trailed off and followed her line of sight before letting out a chuckle, "-how curious, you can see through the mist! Is that why you rushed past me the other day?"  

"Why would you carry such a thing around? Are you one of those Greek god fanatics?" 

This evoked a hearty chuckle as the man dug his trident into the sand, facing her and sighing.

They spent the next few hours sitting in the sand and discussing the apparently real Greek gods, occasionally laughing and bickering over little details. Poseidon summoned a bunch of sea creatures and manipulated the water to convince her of his godship, causing her to stare and coo at the water-works. 

As dusk faded to dawn the both parted ways, promises of meeting the next day being exchanged. And feelings (unbeknownst to them) being developed and reciprocated. If you would have told Sally she'd spend the entire week romantically with the Greek sea god, she would have scoffed and sent you off to a shrink. But currently the past week was all she could think of as she packed up her little cabin, walking down the beach to visit him once again before her leave. 

She approached his surprising disheveled form and set down her bags, watching as the waves grew higher than trees before collapsing.

"What happened?" 

She questioned him as she knelt down in the sand, pulling him to face her. He sighed, running a hand through his hair and clutching onto her hand for dear life.

"You are with child; do not question how I know this. My brothers, if they find out they'll be furious and possibly attempt and harm you. We must never meet again until our son is grown, you have to hide away and promise not to come back here or reach out to me until his birth, I will contact you when it is safe."

Sally's face flashed through an array of emotions before settling on sad, she had lost enough people in her life, she didn't want to lose her lover and son as well. She gripped onto his other had and bowed her head, contemplating on informing him about her repetitive nightmares and how they'd gotten worse since they interacted.

"Your brothers, I- I've had nightmares about them, they torture our son different way in each of them, I thought nothing of it at first but, but now I can't risk his life for...this."

Poseidon looked at her in shock, having expected at least a little fight over 'how selfish he was to put her through this' yet here was the woman he loved, kneeling beside him and ready to sacrifice everything for their unborn child's safety. 

As he stared at her, the sea god came to realise he truly had fallen in love with Sally Jackson, and, leaving her would be harder than witnessing the Trojan War. He had never felt the loss of a loved one, after all gods lived forever and loved no one except themselves, yet here he was, wishing to be a mortal and experience such mundane events just to be closer to her.

Sally felt a sudden weight around her neck and looked down to see a gorgeous necklace made of silver, its centerpiece being a blue seashell with a trident imprint.

"Hold onto it and think about me if you ever need me, I'm always here, my love," he hugged her closer and slowly dissolved away, watching as she sobbed into the sand, holding onto air and cursing the mere existence of the gods. Get up Sally, he's not coming back, he probably never will, get your shit together, you have a lot of explaining and planning to do young lady.

It had been a month since he left her on that wretched beach, but Sally couldn’t quite get over Poseidon. 

The usually cheerful woman was down in the dumps, the daily morning sickness not making it better, she presumed the child would mature faster due to being part god, and she frankly couldn't wait to have her little Percy with her.

“What if he looks like his father?”

The question made her smile as she leaned against a wall.

“...then I'll love him as unconditionally as I did his father.”

A/N: I’ll come back and edit this at some point. 

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

OPEN WOUNDS.

Ezekiel “EZ” Reyes x Reader

Anon asked: how about an imagine in which you an ez fight because of emily

Chapter index

Chapter four (final)

Word count: 2.1k

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When the car stop in the rest area, you get out of it walking towards the trunk to rest you waist there. Lightning a cigar in your lips, crossing both legs, you have a deep breath of the thick smoke. You're off. Totally down. And only when the Mayans are far enough, buying some coffees or refueling, you let go all the pain turned into tears in silence. Last night you feel like you were at home when EZ hugged you, falling again, giving him another chance. Believing that maybe there's a place for you in his life. But it's not. With Emily by Galindo's side, it could be easy. But, now? No. Not now. You're losing again, and she's winning as always.

Shaking the ashes, you have another puff, breathing it till scratching your throat. Spitting the smoke by your lips, you kick the air full of anger. You fought for him. You never gave up. You went every week to the Stockton prison, waiting outside till he decided he wanted to see you. You wrote him letters, sent presents, books... You really cared about him and you were the first person he looked for when he got free. Emily doesn't deserve anything. Anything good. She destroyed his life. She didn't care about his mother, or what happened with his father, nor Angel. You were there, by their sides unconditionally. You earned it.

One finger longer than yours, tangling to your forefinger pushes you back to reality. You can't look at him. You don't have the strength enough to do it. Since you left Charming, you have been in silence, answering him with one or two words when he has asked you about something. Or mostly, shrugging your shoulders. Cleaning your tears with the back of your hand, being careful to not burn yourself with the cigar, you grab the coffee he's offering you. EZ knows that you're hiding something. He knows you read the message. He knows you're not okay, and that you think that everything between you two are done. That Emily goes first. And it's painful for him too, after all he's has shown you. But it makes sense that you can't trust him. 

Ezekiel has a drink of his coffee, before leaving it supported over the trunk, without letting go your finger. He uses that arm to surround your nape and your throat, pushing you closer while he takes off of the pocket his phone. You have another puff, not knowing what he's gonna do, twisting your neck a little to expelled the smoke before placing your gaze on the screen. He types the secret code by heart, the same you know, sliding his thumb over it to open the text app. Then, he shows you. EZ shows you the message that Emily sent to him, and the one you read before him. But when he's sure you read it again, he guides his finger to the right corner to press the menu and delete the text, before blocking the number. No words needed. The Mayan grabs again the cardboard cup, with his gaze on the horizon, resting his body against the car. He also pulls you closer when you throw away the cigar, between his legs to facing each other.

“I showed to Taza this mornen', when you were with Bishop at the workshop. He told me to delete it, simply. And block the number. But I wanted to show you, although... you seen it before, rai'?” You nod biting your inner lip. “I don' care. I'm here. I'll always be here”.

You nod again in silence with your eyes on your fingers, getting tangled in his shirt. You take a deep breath, closing your eyes for a second. EZ knows that no one's gonna take care of him as you did and as you do. He loves you and he's showing it. He's trying hard to make it up to you. He wants to be with you and you're starting to believe it, that maybe you don't have a place in his life, because he's completely yours. And before you can say anything, EZ presses his lips on yours, dearly and peaceful in a soft kiss, taking away your air. Your hands traveling up to his neck, touching his nose with yours when your lips finally move tasting the coffee on his. You enjoy it, as you did last night after all this time separated. But again, he pulls you away some inches, not wanting make you feel uncomfortable.

“I'm not leavin' you. Not again, (Y/N)”. He says, doing the reference to his staying at jail. “There will be no more secrets, no more lies. Nothen' that could hurt you, nor hur—”.

“Kids, let's go!” Creeper's voice interrupt him, but you nod at him anyway before getting up from his body, to walk back to your seat.

┅┅ ┅ ┅ ┅┅

After ten hours of a long travel, between the stops and the traffic jams, you finally arrive to Santo Padre when the sun is going down and you're wishing come back to the ranch so you can have sometimes alone with Taza. The voice of wisdom. He always know what to say to make you feel better, and you also want to know what he thinks about everything happened these two last days. But first, you have to go to the clubhouse. And when you reach it, you suspect that something isn't going okay. The front metallic door is opened. Chucky and Letti are there, but also a white car you can't recognize parked in the alley between the car scrapping and the club. 

Ezekiel parks yours next to the motorbikes, when you two start to hear Taza yelling for no reason. Getting out of the car, you discover what's happening. Emily is there. And so far away that makes you feel sad or down again, your blood starts to boil inside your veins. The younger Reyes stops you by grabbing your left wrist. He's furious, and you can see it in the way he has to frowning. He walks towards the blonde, who is being reprimanded by the Vice and the President, with Angel trying to kick her out of the yard.

“The fuc'you doin' here, Emily?” With a penetrating and rough voice, Ezekiel asks to her.

“You didn' reply”. She says, setting free herself from Angel.

“'Cause I don' give a fuck”.

“EZ, listen”. She begs with tears filling her eyes, trying to reach him.

“Go home, Emily, or wherever you want. But far away from me, my girlfriend and my club”. He sentences with his fingers on the kutt lapels.

“Ezekiel, please. I love you”.

Those words are pretty enough to make you move your feet. Four big steps, and your right fist goes straight her nose.

“Holy shit!” You hear Angel or Coco, or both, cursing. You don't know.

“Who the fuc' taught you to punch like that?” Riz asks while Emily is falling down to the floor, 'cause everything is happening too fast. And you can see sideways Taza smiling proud.

“Calm down, (Y/N)”. Ezekiel tries to stop you, but not even the devil could fight against you right now.

Bishop holds EZ to take him away from you, whilst leaning to the blonde woman to tangle your fingers on her hair dragging her above the floor. She tries to set herself free again, stirring under your grip, with you pulling her strongly right to the front door. She's screaming because of the pain, sobbing and drowning with her owns tears. And you're fucking enjoying it, so do the crew, who are totally freaking out. 

“Next time, I'm gonna break something else than you're fuckin operated nose, bitch”. You growl getting her up grabbed by her clothes to push her out of the clubhouse.

You run the door to close it without more words. Shit, it's feel so fucking good that you're stunned walking back to your car so you can have the cigar packet in it, to light one between your lips.

“Hey, prospect”. You can see how Taza places an arm on EZ's shoulders. “Why don' you bring my kid a beer and some ice to her hand, ah?”

“I'm scared as fuck to say ‘no’, so she could punch me too”. Ez swallows saliva, nodding before going inside the club.

You support your body on the body car by the left side, having a puff that leaves your throat seconds after as an agonic howl. Che takes the cigar, having a smoke, and resting his weight next to yours. Then, he looks at you drawing a smile on the corner of his lips.

“You have to lift up a little more the elbow, when you hit someone”.

“Yea', I know. You told me. But I was tired”. You chuckle, shaking your head for a moment.

“Stay tonig' with him, he earned it, don' you think?”

“Yea', I did it too”.

“Damn, baby girl... You had so much contained in such a little body...” He breaks in laughter, shaking the ash to have another smoke. “You know? Last night Bishop and me had a... talk 'bout you?”

“Yea'?”

“Yes. We talked about the... possibility that when Ezekiel get full patched, maybe you could join Mayans too”.

“How's that?”

“Chibs told us about some women in SOA being members, when Jax was the president. So we could change the statutes, and you could start as prospect”.

“But I don't know how to shoot”.

“Six month to go, (Y/N). I have enough time to teach you”.

“Why you... really do all those things fo' me. I mean, this is not only because you felt sorry for me that night”.

“You said yesterday. We're more into family stuff”. He says kindly touching your temple with his. “I know you can do it, and you're already part of our lives. It's time to level up, don' you think?”

“Yea', maybe...”

You don't know how to feel right now. You're excited, but confused, and happy but scared. It's not the same take care of some animals, that have a gun behind your back ready to being shooted. But even so, you want to do it. Taza brings you back the cigar, when EZ walks towards you, offering the beer and taking your hand to place the ice on your knuckles.

“Get full patched soon, kid. The new prospect is waiting fo'”. Che palms his back, before leaving you alone.

Ezekiel has a raised eyebrow, staring at you waiting for something that could explain the Vice's words. Having a sip of your drink with pursed lips, you shrug softly.

“You heard him, prospect. Don't fuck up Mayans' business and get full patched in six months”.

“You have to be kiddin' me”. He laughs putting your palm on his to stretch your fingers, so the ice can cover more space.

“No, I'm not. Taza and Bishop talked 'bout it last night”.

“So... I have to teach you how to clean properly the bikes?”

“Yes, 'cause I know where you keep the Jose Cuervo and the Coronitas'”.

“And what 'you know about mechanic?”

“I know how to puncture wheels”.

The younger Reyes nods with pursed lips and both eyebrows raised. The loud horn of a car, and some lights flashing outside the yard, claim for your attention. You turn at the front door, with the crew coming out of the clubhouse confused. Tranq is the one who opens it, and you two staring at the black SUV driving inside, without moving a single inch of your bodies. A man with black braids get out of it, opening the back door and letting Miguel Galindo walks outside the car. He doesn't looks good, nor happy, not even angry. He looks more like disappointed. And he walks towards you, but the guys block his steps.

“I just want to talk with the girl”.

“Above my dead body”. Taza spits every word.

“The hell you want?” You ask then, seeing the Mayans turning towards you.

“I want to say that I'm sorry for any inconvenience my wife provoked you”.

“Anything else?”

“I hope this... trouble doesn't suppose a problem between Mayans and the Cartel”.

“Don't worry, your drugs and money are safe. I don't mix bullshit with the club, even if I'm not a member yet, but part of the family”.

“Yes, I'm now sure about that”. He says keeping his hands inside the pockets of his pants.

“But let me tell you something”. You walk between the crew, till you reach him, facing each other. “I don't give a fuck who you are, what you do or who the fuck knows you. Next time your wife comes closer to anyone of my family, the only thing you're gonna find is a collar with her teeth”.

No one says anything. They don't dare to do it.

“And now, get the fuck outta' my club”.

[clareisa]

ONEUS Mafia!AU Reaction - You Running Away

Request (anon request): Can I request a Oneus Mafia reaction to you running away? Thank you

A/N: No problem, darling! Thank you for requesting for ONEUS. Hope you’ll enjoy���♥♥.

- gifs are not mine, credits to rightful owners

- English is not my first language, so please let me kindly know if I did a mistake

Ravn:

Amused. Really amused by your cute little attend to leave him even you both knew you love each other and there was harmony in your relationship. He knew the reason behind you running away and that was fear that was coming from his work. Being a leader of a mafia gang and you being his partner was putting you into a dangerous place. But he found you pretty quickly, like in an hour or so. 

You loved him. You loved Youngjo so much that it hurt and that’s why you ran away. When you started to think about running away you thought it’s selfish but after yesterday when someone almost killed you, you decided that the time has come. You packed some things needed for surviving and money. You threw something into guard’s food and when he fell asleep you ran away from the house. 

When you were ready to get on the boat hands wrapping around your waist slowly made you frozen on the spot and you stopped breathing for a moment. You gulped as you felt his hot plush lips on your neck. “Well, well, well...who we have here? You wanted to go on a trip without me, darling? So mean.” he chuckled. 

“How?” you asked. You could feel him smirking from the way he was slowly kissing your neck. “You don’t need to know, how. Just be happy that your husband found you.” he said. Youngjo turned you in his hands so now you were facing him. He has look in his eyes you loved the most. Combination of crazy, playful and so much in love. “I know you are afraid, darling. But you know as well that I would never let anything happen to you. I’m nothing without my queen. I’m an easy target without you. I know you don’t want to leave me.” he sighed and took down your hood so he could see your face fully. 

You broke down in tears and hugged him tightly. You really didn’t want to leave him deep down. He was caressing your hair happily knowing that you didn’t stop loving him. 

Seoho:

No, no, no. Seoho, despite being a member of a mafia, was the nicest human being you’ve ever met. He loved you, cared about you and was willing to kill for you. Which he did a couple of times. But that fact that you ran away made him ANGRY. How could you? After all of you the things you have been throught together. You said you would never leave him when he told you about his world but now you were breaking your promise and he wasn’t happy about it. 

You succeed to run away from the love of your life and you thought that he won’t find you since it was a couple of days already. You were already in a foreign country on the other side of the world living with one of your friends that were studying there. You missed Seoho but this was better for both of you. You weren’t in danger and he doesn’t need to be stressed over your safety. 

As you were on your way to the job interview someone grabbed your hand and smashed you to the wall. Your back hurt and you cursed under your breath. When you looked up your eyes widened and your heart stopped, “S-Seoho?” you couldn’t believe your eyes. His gaze was cold and his grip on your arms was hurting you. 

“Of course, it’s me, my love. Who others did you expect? You expected no one? You thought you can leave me just like that?!” his voice raised with the last sentence. “I-I thought...” you couldn’t finish since he interrupted you with rage in his voice. “You weren’t thinking! Oh, maybe you were but just about yourself! What about me? Am I not worth it?” his voice dark but his eyes were hurt. 

“I thought I’m just a burden to you.” you looked down trying to not cry. “No, no, no baby. You were never a burden to me. Please don’t cry.” he suddenly hugged you gently. “You are coming home with me and that’s the final. I’m mad at you but I still love you unconditionally.” he whispered. 

Leedo:

No excuses were enough for Gunhak. You ran away from him and that was a betrayal for him. He loves with his whole heart and soul and you running away made him furious. You promised your loyalty to him and now you were running away because you were scared or because you didn’t love him anymore? He didn’t get that. He knew he could protect you the best. 

You somehow sneaked out of your house when Gunhak was on the gang meeting that was held every week. You ran as fast as you could. You didn’t know where you were going but you just did. When Gunhak came home and didn’t found you he was angry. His guards get a shoot in their legs for not doing their job properly. 

He couldn’t trust anyone so he went out looking out for you by his own. His instinct was always right and he found you in a couple of minutes how you are walking to the direction of the airport. He turned the steering wheel so the car stopped right in front of you stopping you. When he got off from the car you were ready to run again but before you could he pointed his gun at you. 

“You know I hate doing this but there’s no other way. You are not leaving me, Y/N.” he said and slowly started walking to you. You knew he wouldn’t shoot you but he is faster than you so he would catch you pretty quickly. “I can’t live a life like this anymore Gunhak. I’m tired of it! You are always away. I’m so afraid every day if you’ll come home alive. It’s too much!” you cried out loud. 

“You?” he looked at you with a confused face. “You care about me?” he asked as he put down the gun. “Of course I do.” you whispered. He stepped close to you, put the gun under your chin and lift your face, “You betrayed me. I still love you but you’ll need to prove your loyalty again. I’m not gonna risk my heart to be broken because of your selfish reasons. The punishment will wait for you and will last the whole night, baby girl.”

Keonhee:

Not bothered at all. He wanted you to have a little bit time for yourself and he wanted to let you think that you can escape from him this easily. But he won’t punish you in a physical way. He’ll torture you mentally. He will be cold to you and will ignorant. It would drive you crazy and he’ll be like that until you’ll say sorry and will mean it. 

Keonhee was a loving and caring man. Despite he was part of a mafia he always had time for you and you two had a relationship that a lot of people could envy. The false rumour about him cheating on you spread around and came to you as well. Instead of asking you were so devastated just about him cheating that you packed your things and left. 

Keonhee knew about the rumour and was ready to talk about it when he arrived home. He didn’t find you but find a little note written by you. You wrote that you are leaving. He knew why you did that. He let you be for two days so you could think about it alone and then he arrived in the flat you were living in. You were shocked when he showed up at the door. 

“You are going home.” he just said with cold eyes and turned. You sighed. You knew there is no escape from this man so you just followed him home. When you arrived back you said, “Keonhee I... you need to understand...” you were saying but he stopped you. “I know why you did that. But you shouldn't have been childish and you should just wait for me and we would talk about it.” he said in dark voice. 

“I would never cheat on you. I can have as many women I want but you are my queen. Think about it and when you’ll be done with that immature jealousy then we can talk.” 

Hwanwoong:

Oops. You will have a big problem there, darling. Hwanwoong would not excuse such behaviour. Even if would come from the love of his love. Loyalty is the most treasured thing in the mafia world and no one would mess with it in Hwanwoong’s case. He will find you and it won’t be pretty for you. He will need to teach you that no one can mess with him... no one. But since he loves you... you’ll just end up degraded in a way you both will enjoy. 

You managed to run away while you were with your husband on one of those fancy balls for rich. A lot of people and the big house was a perfect opportunity for you to escape. You had enough. You loved Hwanwoong but the things weren’t the same. He wasn’t at home at all and when he came you two just argued. You managed to run away somehow but you didn’t go far away. Your dear husband found you within the hour and you never saw him like that. He wasn’t yelling but his eyes were making your blood freeze. 

“So you thought you could escape, huh?” he said as he was standing above you while you were sitting on your bed. “I-I’m sorry Hwanwoong...” you said quietly with your head down. “I know you are sorry. Look at me.” he said and you did. His top lip was shaking like if he wanted to grow but he took a deep breath to calm down. 

“I was always so soft with you but now...” he said and started taking off his pants. He grabbed your hair and force you to look at him. “Now you won’t be my wife for a night. You’ll be just a cheap whore. Tonight you are nothing but a hole to fuck. Got it?” he said and you just nodded. Yes, he made you cry from pain a lot that night. But you loved it and since then he treated you even better than before. 

Xion:

He knew it would come sooner or later when he chose to marry a girl who isn’t from the mafia world. You were telling him that he doesn’t need to worry about it but it happened. You didn’t even run away since he was waiting for you outside of your house with a smirk. No punishment, just a reminder that you don’t need to be scared when he is with you. 

You and Dongju were getting married at a very young age since he supposed to be in one of the leading positions in mafia after his father’s death and for that, he needed to have a wife. You weren’t together for a long time but you both loved each other so you agreed to be his wife. 

The life in mafia was harder than you thought. Lot of restrictions and you and Dongju weren’t together as much as you used to. Soon you started feeling like a prisoner so you decided to run away. You packed some of the most important things to your backpack and slipped out of the house. You sighed when you reached the gate of the big mansion thinking that you are free. But the feeling disappeared as soon as you saw Dongju standing there with his hands crossed. 

“Where you think you are going, love?” he asked you with a raised eyebrow. You gulped, “I’ll come back.” you said in a small voice and turned back to the house. As you were walking you felt him connect your hand with his. You looked up at him and was shocked that he was smiling. 

“Are you not mad at me or you are planning some crazy evil plan.” you asked. That made him chuckle. “Don’t worry, angel. I’m not mad at you. I knew it would come sooner or later. We just need to talk. I need to remind you that we are perfect for each other. And I should make much more time for you.” he smiled and kissed your cheek softly.  

[bbrandy2002]

Switched

Prologue

Book: TRH AU

Pairing: Liam x Riley, Savannah x Bertrand

Chapter A/N: Takes place in Chapter 19, The Last Apple Ball. Some dialogue and situations are canon with a few creative differences. I haven’t written much in the last 2 months soooo Im a little rusty, hopefully, its not too distracting.

Series A/N: Evil Savannah, Loss of Baby Warning!!!!! Language, murder, attempted murder, bombing, infidelity and angst (Oh the angst). This is not The Fall of Cordonia; I currently have no plans to go on a ravenous murdering spree of the entire court.

Song Inspiration: Bitter Sweet Symphony by The Verve

Series Summary: Riley and Savannah are both expecting, but, when disaster occurs, both give birth. Only one woman returns home with a baby, one she knows doesn’t belong to her and will go to great lengths to protect her noble status and her secrets.

Thanks @dcbbw for bouncing around ideas with me and my lovely, pre-readers @burnsoslow and @jessiembruno

Excuse any grammatical errors. I proofread it before posting, but, always miss something.

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Savannah

Savannah’s eyes widened with earnest pleading, her lip quivering desperately at her Aunt Leona. It was now or never, her cozy life and marriage could continue on, her secret remaining buried, or it could all vanish in a matter of minutes.

Bianca swept a tousled strand of her daughters brown hair to the side, unable to look at her for fear of bearing witness to the evil her sister and youngest child had conjured up. This was not the same little girl she left behind all those years ago; this Savannah was capable of doing unthinkable things.

Leona gave her niece a nod, quirking her brow in anticipation; the grin she spirited was almost as if she were in a state of amusement. She made very little attempt at hiding her giddiness over what she considered a true and just form of karma. Her arms outstretched, “We have to do this now”, she whispered urgently.

Bianca grabbed Savannah’s arm, mindful to keep her voice low, but, fervent, “Don’t do this, Sav, I’m begging you”.

Savannah shoulders slumped from the weight of her decision; the chaos of the moment exacerbated by monitors beeping, carts rolling, lights flashing and the medical jargon she had been inundated with earlier. The events of the evening still fresh in her clouded mind…

His perfect blonde, coiffed hair, those striking blue eyes, the brawny, regal exterior with that million dollar smile; Savannah couldn’t take her eyes off Liam all evening. She had always been completely mesmerized by him and who could blame her, he is charming, rich and the epitome of the royalty she had longed for. Not that being the Duchess of Ramsford was insignificant or lightweight, it certainly came with all the prestige and wealth she sought, however, the only caveat being, it didn’t include-him.

Her chocolate brown eyes swept across the lavish ballroom, filled with gold and crystal, diamonds and filigree, intricate delicacies on the finest china, to a short-statured man sipping on lemon water as if it were a priceless chardonnay. He removes a pearly, white handkerchief from his inner suit pocket and proceeds to carefully dab at the beads of persperation on his forehead and upper lip, briefly catching her sullen gaze. Savannah feigns the brightest smile she can muster at him in the moment; Bertrand would return it with his own counterfeit one.

She gathers her black clutch and slowly rises from her chair at an empty dinner table, wincing slightly at the ache in her lower back and swollen feet, shifting her stance to adjust to the added weight she was carrying. She smooths down the black, silk chiffon that had bunched around her enlarged midsection and straightens her posture, tilting her chin upward slightly, trying desperately to emulate the gathering dignitaries and nobility.

Savannah proceeds to weave her way through the crowds and bustling staff, as graceful as she could at nine months pregnant. She realizes her presence is largely overshadowed by the other expecting woman in the room.

Riley…the Queen…Liam’s Queen.

She halts her movement and studies this woman, whose husband has a protective hand placed gently on the small of her back, stepping into the center of the ballroom. The swell of Riley’s stomach is perfectly rounded, her complexion flawless, her hair is shiny and smooth and not a strand out of place. Her peach and white sparkling gown flows gracefully behind as Liam spins her elegantly into the first waltz position.

He looks down on her lovingly, proudly, as the spotlight beams upon them and the orchestra begins to play. In that moment, he has her on display before the hundreds of adoring eyes and onlookers that are instantly drawn to this young, attractive couple. Stepping in sync and rhythm with each other, a little slower than normal under the circumstances, Riley flashes her signature bright smile at her soul-mate. The radiance she exudes on her face, is one only Liam can bring out in her. Gliding effortless across the floor, they are having the time of their lives and in every sense of the word, completely and hopelessly in love.

Savannah’s heart sank, longing to be that woman who held Liam’s heart so unconditionally, who became light as air in his arms.

At one time, Bertrand made her feel that way, practically falling over himself to be near her. If Chuck had not spoken so freely of their short lived rendezvous during the wedding ceremony, perhaps things might have been different. Her pregnancy announcement could not have come at a more opportune time. Bertrand was not about to let her give birth again to their second child, alone. Savannah can only hope that the child she is carrying has the Beaumont blood running through its veins and not of the gruff ranch hand from Texas. This baby allowed her to be forgiven and bought her time to enjoy the affluent lifestyle she felt was rightfully owed to her. The marriage, however, had turned into nothing more than appearances for Bertrand and a means to an end for Savannah.

She absentmindedly grabs a glass of champagne off the tray of a passing waiter, bringing it to the edge of her lips, hesitating. She watches the royal couple finish their dance, Liam’s hands resting on Riley’s stomach as she nuzzles into his broad chest. Bitch! She downs the glass, savoring its refreshing burst on her tongue. Savannah no longer gave two shits who saw her, grabbing an abandoned tumbler of whiskey from the table she was standing near, tipping it back in one swift motion.

“Give me that!”, Bianca ripped the near empty glass from Savannah lips, causing small droplets of leftover liquid to dribble down her chin, onto her dress.

With a contemptuous stare, Savannah used her bare hand to wipe away the dribble on her face, “Have you lost your mind, mother?”.

“Have you lost yours”, Bianca bit back, “what is the matter with you…drinking. You are due any day now”, she slammed the empty tumbler down on the table.

Leona scoffed at her sister’s dramatics, “Lay off of her Bee, I drank during my entire pregnancy”, she remarked, sipping at her own glass of whiskey.

“Yeah and where is your child now, Lee? That’s right, he doen’t exist?”.

Leona shrugged her shoulder with a coy grin.

“Both of you are complete morons, now just shut the hell up!”, Savannah silently screamed back, overly annoyed by their presence.

Riley and Liam

“Hey, Leona!”, Riley yelled as she quickly approached the trio with an entourage of Liam, Drake and Maxwell following closely behind. Leona turned to face her just as Riley’s open hand crashed across her cheek. “You’ll not get an ounce more of hospitality out of me after what you did!”.

The ballroom went completely silent, chatter muted, music stopped playing, all heads turned towards the disturbance . Liam stood behind his wife, wrapping his arms around her chest to hold her back, knowing how pissed she was. He, himself, was furious over the information Amalas had just shared with them. There would be no excuse sufficient enough, that would ever justify endangering his wife and their unborn child.

Leona reached for her stinging cheek, dumbfounded by this action against her, yet, she knew before anything further was spoken, why. “You…you know?”

Bianca turned to her sister, “Lee, what’re they talking about?”

“I…I betrayed Liam and Riley. I put them in danger and their baby in danger…I never meant for anyone to get hurt”.

“What did you do, Lee?”, Bianca asked with a curious glare.

Leona shifted nervously, noticing the eyes of the entire court was thumbing their noses at her. Her own nephew, a commoner like her, stood in place with his hands on his hips, staring at her derisively, like some lowly criminal. Those feverish eyes, those sneering glares, those scowls of shame, from the very same people who had always looked down on her family. Everything fueled her anger at once and she remembered why she did what she did in the first place. She snapped callously, “I told those photographer where to find Liam and Riley at anytime… I got paid nicely for it too. I was getting revenge for all the wrongdoings they’d done our family.”

“So you admit it”, Liam asked.

Leona nodded imperviously; it wasn’t that she didn’t care that her actions may have had serious consequences, it was that she would be damned to give them the satisfaction of knowing such. She would not let those snooty royals have that kind of power of her.

Riley pointed her finger at the older woman, who had caused so much grief for she and Liam, baffled by her unsympathetic demeanor. “Leona Walker, I hearby banish you from this palace and all of Cordonia. I never want to see you again.”.

Leona sneered backed at the Queen, whose face was now flustered and her breathing labored, “You can’t do that”.

Liam released his hold on his wife and stepped around her, “I assure you she can”. He motioned for his head guard to approach them, “Bastien, please escort Ms. Walker from the premises and see to it that she leaves the country at once”.

“Yes, sir”, he bowed, gripping Leona"s upper arm, nudging her forward, a stunned Bianca staggering after.

Liam took Riley’s hand and pulled her flush to him, wrapping her vigilantly into a warm embrace. “Darling, are you okay?”.

She snuggled Liam closer, as much as her sizable baby bump would allow, melting with exhaustion in to him. “I’m so tired, Liam”, she mumbled, almost inaudibly into his broad chest.

He chuckled to himself, “Love..”, he remarked, before kissing the top of her silken, brown hair and tipping her chin up to him, “go to bed, I’ll finish up here”.

“Really?”

“Really”

Riley slid a hand behind Liam’s neck, gently tugging him down to her, placing a tender peck on his lips. “Has anyone ever told you how sexy you are”?

“Hmm, I think Drake has a few times…maybe Maxwell”.

Riley grinned at him, “well, they can’t have you. You are all mine, King Liam”.

He leaned down to kiss her again, stroking his thumb across her cheek, “I am all yours, My Queen”.

Savannah rolled her eyes as she eavesdropped nearby; gag me with one of Bertrand’s precious spoons. She cautiously watched Riley maneuver her way through the crowd, deciding she would confront her about the travesty of kicking her aunt out of the palace and Cordonia, away from Liam. It wasn’t that she cared a great deal for Leona, she barely tolerated her, but, it was Riley and that was all the excuse she needed. She grabbed another flute of champagne, sipping liberally as she trailed after her.

The Last Apple Ball had been eventful to say the least. Cordonian and International nobilty and wealth had attended, along with Liam and Riley’s closest friends and family. Liam was overly pleased by the show of support and anticipation over his soon-to-be born heir…his baby. As anxious and impatient he was to meet the newest love of his life at any given moment, he couldn’t stop thinking about the discovery he and Drake made earlier. He wanted Godfrey found immediately; he needed to confront him over the poisoning of his mother and he wanted answers desperately. The King’s guard was busy sweeping through the palace and local area for any signs of him at this very moment. He hadn’t shown up to the ball, which was peculiar considering he was a large part of the planning that went into it.

“You look like you could use one of these”, Drake remarked, handing Liam a scotch on the rocks.

Liam gave a grateful, but, weary look to his lifelong friend, taking Drake’s offering, “Thanks”, he stated, gulping on the drinking, “but, what I really need is Godfrey. I need answers, Drake”.

Drake took in his crestfallen face, noticing the new worry lines that were forming on Liam’s forehead. He gripped his friends shoulder, reassuringly, “They’ll find him, Liam…he can’t get too far”.

Liam sighed heavily, “I hope so Drake…I can’t let anyone else hurt my family”.

Riley made her way out of the ballroom and into the rear corridor, where it was mostly empty, with the exception of a butler sweeping nearby.

“Riley!”

She knew it was Savannah before she even turned around. Riley took in a deep breath and made a concerted effort to wipe the dread she knew was written all over her face. Shit.

“Savannah”, she regarded, her tone friendly, but, with a great effort, “I was just about to retire to my chambers”. You gold-digging mooch.

“You WILL hear what I have to say first. How dare you throw your…your commoner weight around like some power tripped hussy. Did you take pleasure in kicking my aunt out of this country…it sure seemed like it?”

Riley narrowed her eyes at Savannah, “Are you seriously that stupid, need I remind you, you were common longer than I was. You should be thanking Bertrand for taking pity on your sorry ass and keeping you around all this time”. Riley let a relieved breath she didn’t know she was holding in, “Damn, that felt good to say”.

Before Savannah could retort, the lights in the palace went dark. Both woman stood in place, unable to see anything around them; the sound of increaing chatter and confused commotion echoing from the ballroom.

In the ballroom, Liam reached into his suit pocket and pulled out his cell phone, tapping the button to turn on the flashlight. Two members of the King’s guard quickly approaching him protectively. “I have to get to Riley, now”

“I’ll go with you”, Drake added as he stepped behind Liam.

The lights flickered back on, but, before anyone’s eyes could adjust back to the light, a loud voice in the back of the room screamed, “It’s a bomb!”.

The blast came suddenly and shook the foundation of the palace and exterior rooms, causing pieces of the ceiling, windows and walls to blast out. Screams soon followed as another blast occured, causing even more damage. Piles of rubble and debris flew throughout the room with cries of anguish and horror filling it.

Liam eyes slowly fluttered open, his soot filled lungs were making every breath torturous. He made an effort to lift his head, but, it wouldn’t budge. Tears formed in the corners of his dusty eyes. I just want to see my baby.

His whole body shook violently before it began to relax ever so slowly. Liam"s broken heart and breaths finally stopped.

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[peachesandcreamsthings]

Sofa 01(m) | Min Yoongi

Inspired by @summerseok​ 🥺💕

Genre: Angst, Smut, Fluff

01 | 02 | 03

Summary: In which you wanted Yoongi to marry you.

Warning: None!

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: This is my first attempt at writing smut and it’s horrible lmao please bear with me😅

You stood in front of the furniture store, looking into the window, specifically at this beige sofa that you have been wanting since forever. You sighed, thinking how good it would look in you and Yoongi’s newlywed apartment, but the thought had dampened your mood. You were not getting any younger, and you have been Yoongi’s girlfriend for 7 years. 7 long years full of joy. 7 long years full of tears. You had seen all your close friends getting married, some are even planning to have kids, and there you were, still waiting for Yoongi. You would have been fine if the two of you decided to move in together, but Yoongi flat out refused as soon as you mentioned it. You were heartbroken, but his reasons made a lot of sense. It would be so much easier for him to live with his members.

You shook your head, walking away from the storefront, heading to your apartment. You checked your phone, hoping that your man would have sent you a message, but you knew deep down that it was not going to happen. You wouldn’t get to hear from him for weeks, sometimes even months, as soon as he was in his studio. Still, you would leave him a message in the morning when you wake up and at night before you went to bed, to remind him that he was always on your mind. There were times where you would wonder if he would think of you at all while he was busy, but knowing him, he wouldn’t. He would be too focused on songwriting and recording to remember you, or the important events in your relationship. You were disappointed at him the first few years you were dating as he would forget your dates and anniversaries, but now you would just let it slide. You would still be disappointed, of course. He was your boyfriend, after all, but it was just something that you got used to. Instead, you would constantly visit him, bring him food and reminding him to shower. He was grateful to have you by his side.

For the most part, Yoongi would’ve never thought that there would be a day where you were just sick and tired of waiting. He thought that you would wait for him forever, but he didn’t realise that while waiting, you were lonely, you were upset, you wanted someone to hold you— you wanted him to hold you. He neglected you, thinking that you would feel just fine with him not giving you much attention, so he was beyond shocked when you showed up one day in his studio, in tears, shaking. This had never happened, after all.

“I want that beige sofa,” You said, almost sobbing, hoping that he would take the hint. “The sales lady said that it was popular with the newlyweds.”

This was basically you pleading him to love you, to give you the attention that you deserved, and to marry you. You knew that you sounded pathetic and desperate, but at this point, you didn’t care. Your pride was long gone. You just wanted to be with the love of your life. You were sick of waiting on him and being disappointed by his actions.

“They will stop making it next year….” You mumbled, looking down as soon as you had seen his stoic face, instantly losing your confidence. You realised that your way of pleading was unconventional and could easily be misunderstood.

Instead of taking the hint, Yoongi ended up beyond furious, which to be fair, was understandable. He was busy, and you showed up in tears for what? A bloody sofa! He couldn’t believe himself after those words left your mouth. He sighed, before looking straight at you— anger and disgust apparent in his eyes, “Are you serious?”

“Yes…” You mumbled, a little embarrassed at his reaction. You thought that he would’ve been sympathetic, and perhaps dropped whatever he was doing to make you feel better. His reaction was unexpected, it almost seemed like you had cold water dumped on you— waking you up from your despair. You started to back away, feeling ashamed at yourself. What were you thinking?? You knew that this would only bring a huge misunderstanding to your relationship. You knew that you should’ve told him that you wanted him to marry you. You knew Yoongi was a simple, straightforward man, and hated playing games when it came to relationships. He wrote a song about it, too. He hated dragging things out and would rather solve his problems as soon as he could.

“Where are you going?” He asked, his tone as sharp as a dagger when he had seen you backing away. He wrapped his hand around your wrist, to prevent you from leaving.

“Home…” You whimpered, tears threatening to fall.

Yoongi sighed, even though he was furious, he did miss you very much. He didn’t want you to leave. “Stay with me.”

You were surprised at his statement. You thought that he would just let you leave. On the other hand, you were relieved that he asked you to stay. He does still care, right? You hesitantly sat on the old brown sofa that Yoongi had for a long time. The tension was thick as Yoongi sat back on his chair, facing the recording equipment in front of him. He then turned around to face you, staring with an indecipherable look. You decided to stare back at him. He looked exhausted, bags are forming under his eyes, and wrinkle formed on his forehead. It made you want to kiss it away. Mustering up courage, you decided to move forward slowly, approaching him. He had a questioning look, wondering what you were doing.

You sat on his lap, your face just a few inches away from his. His arms automatically wrapped around you. You could see the anger dissolving from his eyes as you started to press kisses to his face softly, from the forehead down to the side of his slightly chubby cheek. You then slowly cupped his face with both hands and gave him a kiss. The relief was an understatement when you felt him kissed you, following your rhythm. You rocked your hips against his lap, earning a guttural growl in return. Yoongi ran his hands all over your body while kissing you with vigor. He then pulled away from you and tugged on your shirt, urging you to shrug it off. You obliged and stripped. You could feel the excitement soaking through your panties and you were impatient, wanting to feel him close more than ever, and it seemed like you were not the only one who felt this way because you saw Yoongi undressed in a hurry.

Yoongi softly wrapped his hands around your wrists and pulled you close to him, his bare body pressed closely against yours. You couldn’t help but blush at the proximity, earning a chuckle from the man­— he looked incredibly amused. You were glad that he was no longer furious. You decided that it was the day to please your man, so you took charge, tugging him to the old brown sofa. You pushed him down playfully with a smile, before sliding down in front of him. You wrapped your hand around his member and started to pump it while staring straight at him. His eyes fluttered close as soon as you started. Wanting to see Yoongi undone, you purposefully wrapped your mouth around it and started sucking. Your heartbeat quickened as soon as Yoongi threw his head back and groaned loudly, before digging his fingers into your long hair and pulled your head back, his chest heaved up and down. He then stood up and picked you up, before placing you down on the sofa. He then climbed on top and kissed you feverishly, and you gladly returned it in equal fervor. His eagerness ignited the flame deep within you. He continued by sucking your neck, leaving his marks, to let everyone know that you belong to him. His actions caused you to moan uncontrollably, and you gasped as soon as you could feel his tongue on your heated core. You didn’t care if people can hear you from the outside, and all you cared about was him— the man you loved unconditionally, and how good he had always made you feel. Suddenly, it didn’t matter to you anymore. Yoongi could make you wait for another 10 years and you would gladly do so, as long as you were able to stay by his side.

You then pulled him up and whimpered, “Fuck me,” Your voice sounded more desperate than ever, and in fact, you were desperate. You wanted nothing more than to feel him inside you, so you pushed your hips forward, grinding against his bulge.

“Alright, baby,” Yoongi grunted, positioning his member into your entrance, and stared straight into your eyes, his gaze full of love, before thrusting slowly, letting you adjust.

The stretch of your walls was a little painful from the lack of sex you have had these past few months, and you would be lying if you said that you didn’t enjoy it. You wrapped your arms around Yoongi’s shoulder as he pounded into you hard, and you couldn’t help but moan at each thrust. Your body was filled with intense pleasure and the love that you felt for your man had never been so overwhelming. You felt yourself tearing up, from the pleasure and also from joy. You couldn’t remember the last time you were in his arms, and so you decided to bask in the moment. You ran your fingers across his back, scraping it lightly with your nails, knowing that it was something that Yoongi liked and earned a moan in return. You looked up at him, wiping the perspiration forming on his forehead. You could tell that he was going to reach his climax soon as his thrust became uneven. You started to tighten your walls, and Yoongi moaned as he could feel himself coming.

You could see that he was exhausted as soon as he rode his orgasm, he then collapsed on top of you, chest heaving up and down from the lovemaking. You couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of him. “I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.” He said, before drifting off to dreamland.

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Thoughts on Grey’s Anatomy: 16X17

I really liked this episode! My favourites are always the faster paced ones. Last week’s episode was soul crushing so it was nice this week to have an episode that didn’t make me feel like I’d come face to face with a dementor. The episode begins with a nice opening conversation between Meredith and Amelia that establishes where a bunch of the characters are at. We see that Meredith and Jo are crushed by Alex’s sudden departure and Amelia is shocked. Meredith spends most of the episode treating a patient who’s diabetic and has been rationing her insulin. We find out that she’s been rationing because she’s just had to put her parents in assisted living and that’s not cheap so she’s been doing a bunch of gig economy freelance work to make ends meet. She’s super nice and likeable so of course she dies!

Meredith obviously feels for her and works very hard to treat her and save her life. She’s distraught at her death and expresses her anger once again at how screwed up the U.S. Medical System is and how unfair it is that rich people get whole floors to themselves without even asking just because they’re rich, when nice good people like her patient die from trying to do the right thing and take care of their parents. I like that they’ve continued with the storyline of Meredith fighting against a broken system and working to try and make things better for those who can’t afford it and do her part. It’s interesting to watch and makes some really important points along the way. We find out that Jo is still sleeping on Link’s couch and for most of this episode they are feeling very sorry for themselves and are hating on love. They especially don’t like PDA or the amount of it at the train station in the morning. I mean I don’t either, but clearly they have more issues than I do.

They spend most of the episode wallowing, but towards the end Jo gets inspired. She tells Link that she’s been trying so hard to hate Alex but it just isn’t working because she keeps seeing daily reminders of how much he loved her. She’s mad at him, she’s angry, but she doesn’t hate him. I don’t think that Alex threw Jo away like trash, but I do get where Jo is coming from. That line felt a bit harsh, but at the same time Jo has been abandoned and tossed aside a lot in her life. I loved her line about how Alex loving her the way that he did made her realize that she is worthy of that kind of love and that truth is hers to keep and that she is going to rise so high that Alex will look like a fool for leaving her. I hope she does rise. I’ve really come to like Jo in the last couple of seasons and I don’t want to see her go down a dark path again. I also loved her speech to Link about not letting love pass you by.

Link tries to object and say that Amelia pushed him away, but Jo corrects him and says that Amelia is scared and hormonal and that if he loves her, which she knows he does, he shouldn’t let love pass him by. She tells him to stop being an idiot and go do something about it because everything can change in a second. He takes her advice and goes to see Amelia. He stands in the rain on her porch and says that he tried to write her a love song, but he doesn’t write songs, but that he loves her and the baby and he doesn’t want to be alone and miserable if he doesn’t have to. Amelia asks him if this is truly what he wants and if he truly wants her and the baby regardless of who the biological father is. Links says that he does. That he loves her and wants her.

Amelia rushes forward and kisses him and hugs him and tells him that she’s glad because she loves him too and she took the test. She holds up her phone. The baby is Link’s!!!! Gosh I’m so happy for them! I’m also really happy this ‘who’s the father’ storyline is over because they dragged that on way too long! I’m glad that Link decided that he wanted Amelia and the baby regardless of whether or not the child was biologically his and that it turned out that he was in fact the father and that Amelia loves him and wants to be with him too.

I hated Amelia as a character for a very long time because I found her insufferable, but even when that was going on there’s no denying she’s been through a lot! Post-brain tumour I really like Amelia as a character. She’s fun to watch, Caterina is a great actress who plays her with amazing range, and I love her and Link together. After all she has been through, she deserves good things. I’m glad that she finally seems to be getting some. I’m surprised that we haven’t seen Meredith and Jo interact much since Alex’s departure storyline began. We keep getting conversations that imply that they’ve talked and they are friends, but we haven’t actually seen them interact since the mid-season premiere. I’m hoping that now that Amelia and Link are back together we’ll start to see them hanging out more and leaning on each other and talking about Alex.

On the other side of this equation we have Owen and Teddy and now Tom and Maggie being put in the middle where she does not want to be! Why does someone who hates secrets keep getting put in the middle of their mess? Also why does Teddy keep putting her there? I mean Maggie’s been pretty clear she wants no part of this mess from the moment Teddy showed up pregnant so why does Teddy keep revealing information to her that she clearly does not want to have? They are not friends and Amelia is Maggie’s sister. Teddy needs to find someone new to confide in I think. Any who, thanks to an extremely awkward elevator ride we find out that after that shocking kiss two weeks ago Teddy slept with Tom. She hasn’t told Owen who is blissfully unaware and doesn’t understand why Teddy wants to hire a wedding planner instead of planning the dream wedding she’s always wanted with him herself.

At first she tells Tom that the whole thing was a mistake and tries to blow him off. Then Maggie asks to speak to her because the tension was so thick in that elevator you could have cut it with a knife and even Maggie, who’s known for being super oblivious, could feel it. She’s worried that things are now bad between Teddy and Owen because she told Teddy that she’s not crazy to think that Amelia’s baby might be Owen’s and wants to clear the air. Instead Teddy chooses to tell her that she slept with Tom, give her information that she does not want or need to know, and puts her smack dab in the middle of the drama that Teddy has created for herself. Maggie wants no part of it and immediately regrets asking what was going on. Throughout the episode Teddy avoids Owen until he confronts her about it. Instead of telling him that she slept with Tom and is having doubts about their relationship she instead tells him that she thinks Amelia’s baby might be his.

Owen doesn’t know what to do with this information and freezes. Can’t blame him for that honestly. Teddy takes this to mean that he’s still in love with Amelia and storms off. Later, she runs into Maggie at the OR Board. She tells her that she told Owen the truth. Maggie is instantly relieved as she thinks she’s talking about her and Tom. But then Teddy corrects her. Maggie is furious. Teddy goes off and says a bunch of horrible things about Amelia and her toying with people’s emotions. She ends her tirade with, “I was just starting to really like her.” To which Maggie responds, “And I was just really starting to like you.” Iconic. That was such a mic drop! Maggie is here for none of Teddy’s hypocrisy or her dragging of her sister in front of her nuh uh! She tells Teddy as much and reminds her how long she waited to tell Owen that she was pregnant with a baby she knew for sure was his and how she behaved and all the lies that she told. Teddy is remorseful and apologizes for dragging Amelia to which Maggie responds, “That’s my sister you’re talking about,” and sashays away because truth.

I’d like to point out here that Amelia actually hasn’t done anything wrong. I didn’t like Amelia much until recently so I would be the first person to point out if she was, but she’s not. All she’s done at this point is wait to get some test results. That’s it. Her and Owen split up and a short while later she got together with Link and then a short while after that she found out she was pregnant. She went forward on the assumption that the baby was Link’s and they began building a life together because she had no reason to think otherwise. Yes, she should have gotten an ultrasound and had the tests run earlier, but after everything that happened with her son Christopher and her fiancée Ryan I understand why she didn’t. Shortly after she found out that she was further along than she thought she told Link. She didn’t tell Owen because at that point, until she’d had the test, there was nothing to tell.

She should not have toyed with Link’s feelings the way that she did, but it was also pretty clear that she wasn’t feeling well emotionally or physically and wasn’t thinking clearly. Also, at that point the issues she was having were between her and Link as a couple. She didn’t tell Owen because a) she wasn’t in her right mind and b) she didn’t want to mess things up for him and Teddy over something that might not even be an issue. And as it turns out that was the right call to make because it’s not an issue. This week Amelia came out of her funk. Maggie and Meredith as her loving sisters helped her back on her feet and she got through it. She returned to work and moved forward determined to raise her baby with her sisters who love her unconditionally. During this time she also got the paternity results back.

The baby is Link’s and not Owen’s which means there is absolutely no reason to involve Owen or Teddy in this mess at all. Their only point of connection or contact at this point is about co-parenting Leo and that’s fine. Both of them seem happy with that. Teddy kept acting in this episode like Amelia had done something to her. Like her actions were all Amelia’s fault which simply isn't true. Amelia didn’t do anything to Teddy or Owen and Teddy never even talked to her. She went and talked to Maggie. Who told her that what she was fearing was a possibility and that’s it and then instead of talking to Owen about her fears or Amelia about her concerns she went and slept with Tom. That’s on her and nobody else as Maggie was quick to point out. Speaking of Tom he got an interesting storyline this episode. He spent most of it treating a tech billionaire who was convinced there was something wrong with him because he made a critical error with the calculations for a rocket launch that exploded over a gas station.

He’s a patron of the Catherine Fox Foundation and seems to be an old friend or at least acquaintance of Tom’s. Because he’s there a whole hospital floor gets shut down for him which backs up the ER and patient care on the ground floor. Tom pages Meredith to assess the guy and she is not happy at all. Her patient is sick because she’s had to ration her insulin and this guy gets a whole floor when there’s nothing actually wrong with him? Yeah no. Meredith Grey is not here for that. Not by a long shot. She speaks her mind and tells them as much. Then she passes the case off to Jackson so she can get back to her patient because as she says, “Your Mom, your mess.” But Jackson can’t find anything wrong with him either so the case reverts back to Tom again. Tom panders to the guy all episode because of what he believes he can do for humanity. It turns out in the end the guy knows that there’s nothing with him medically, but he wants Tom to say that there is in exchange for a donation so that he won’t have to go to jail and can keep trying to solve the world’s problems.

Tom has to decide whether or not to take the money and he spends the rest of the episode labouring over the decision. After Meredith’s patient dies in the OR he comes to talk to her to ask her advice in a roundabout way. She tells him she’s not in the mood to babysit a billionaire and to take a hike. He asks what she would do if she had his money. She says she’d use it to help people who couldn’t otherwise afford or access the care they needed and riles off a list of projects and solutions that she’d implement if she could. This causes Tom to have an epiphany. Meredith would use the money for good. He asks her as an award winning rule breaker how she decides what rules to break and which ones to follow. She tells him she follows her gut and just has to hope that whatever good comes out of what she is doing is worth the risk. As a result, Tom decides to take the money, but makes it conditional on the size of the cheque the Foundation and the hospital will be getting.

I liked this storyline. It’s the kind of morally complex dilemma that’s fun to watch and raises good points that there are no right or wrong answers to. I spent the whole episode chanting ‘Don’t take the money’ every time this issue came up, but in the end I understand why he took it. He does care and he does want to do good and he realizes that ultimately if he doesn’t take the money someone else will. The difference is Tom is a part of the Catherine Fox Foundation and can dole out money at Grey Sloan to people who can actually use that money to make a difference. People who actually care and want to do the right thing and help people who otherwise wouldn’t get treatment or the care that they so desperately need and deserve. Meredith is one of those people and from talking to her he can see directly how within his own hospital he could take that hush money and turn it into something good that would honestly help people who need it. And as long as he doesn’t tell Meredith or anyone else the circumstances surrounding the donation they can use it to do good without being liable or compromised.

So he takes the money to try to do something good out of something bad. We’ll have to wait and see how this plays out, but I for one am excited. Tom is a very complex and layered character and for me that’s what makes him so fun to watch! So that’s what Tom is up to in his professional life this episode. Then there’s he’s personal life. After getting blown off by Teddy at the beginning of the episode she comes to see him at the end of the day. Tom’s in his office, it’s nighttime, and the office is dark. Teddy comes in and apologizes for her behaviour earlier in the day and says she’s sorry for using him. She then proceeds to talk on about what a good man Tom is and how much Owen loves her. Tom is not interested in that and he tells her so. She’s wrong. He’s not a good man and he really doesn't want to hear about how in love her and Owen are and who can blame him? Who wants to hear the person they are in love with but can’t be with wax poetic about how great they are and how much they are in love with someone else?

But then this scene takes an even weirder turn because Tom goes to leave and Teddy is blocking the door. He leans in and kisses her. She turns away so he tilts her face up and kisses her again. She starts kissing him back, they lock the door, and it’s implied that they have carry on and have sex. There is so much to talk about here wow. First off, this scene takes a one night stand and a stupid mistake and turns it into a full blown affair. Getting freaked out and sleeping with someone one time and regretting it is something many people can and I think in some cases should forgive. But actively making the choice to sleep with someone more than once while you are engaged and raising children with someone else is a different story. That’s an affair. I also think that there’s an interesting parallel between the first time and the second time. Because the first time Teddy comes to see Tom at his hotel she kisses him and then he pulls back and it looks like he’s going to stop her, but then he leans in hungrily and kisses her back. To me this showed that Tom had reservations and knew it was wrong because she’s with Owen, but then decided to go for it because he’s so in love with her he just can’t help himself.

For Teddy’s part she seemed desperate and upset and I felt like she took advantage of how in love with her he is. The second time is different though because Tom initiates this time. He walks up and kisses her and then she turns her head away and then he pulls her back in and that’s when she reciprocates. I don’t think Tom should have done that, but on the other hand Teddy knew exactly what she was getting into. She showed up at his darkened office late at night and waxed poetic about what a great guy he was and how much Owen loved her and how broken she is and conflicted and confused. And she did all of this while actively blocking the door. In order to leave the room Tom would have to ask her to move out of the way. That is not how you stand or where you stand if you just want to apologize to someone. She also overstayed her welcome. She could have just apologized, said goodnight, and gone home to her fiancée.

Instead she showed up at his office, blocked the door with her body, and kissed him back. At this point Tom and Teddy have gone from two people who are taking advantage of each other to two people knowingly and willingly having an affair. And honestly, as a viewer I’m kind of here for it. I think it’s awful, but I also think it’s interesting to watch. I also think there’s a good chance they are going to stretch this out and have the truth come out in the finale. I’m also curious as to what’s going on with Teddy. She was absent from several episodes because she was sick with a cold and the kids got sick too and then she shows back up and is having second thoughts about her relationship with Owen, worrying about Amelia’s baby, and starts having an affair with Tom. Clearly something is going on with her as she’s behaving really erratically and seems very lost and confused. I also think it’s interesting that she’s now finally experiencing the fallout from her past actions and inaction with regards to Owen. She watched him stay engaged to Beth even though they weren’t a good fit and she hated her and did nothing. She watched him marry Cristina and abuse her and did nothing.

He then married Amelia and abused her and again she did nothing. She turned him down both times when he wanted to be with her when he was still with Cristina and Amelia. She lied to him about being pregnant and watched him choose Amelia over her again. She got into a wonderful loving relationship with Tom as a result and then broke his heart and got back together with Owen because he made her feel passion like no one else. Now she has everything she has ever wanted. She has Owen. He finally picked her. They are engaged. They are co-parenting two children together. Beth is long gone. Cristina is happily living her life in Switzerland. Amelia is happily co-parenting Leo with Owen, just got back together with Link, and is having a baby with him. They found Megan. She’s okay. She has a wonderful life with Nathan and her son in California. She’s finally gotten everything she’s always wanted and now the ramifications of not doing anything all those years has finally caught up to her.

She said nothing and did nothing when he passed her over and repeatedly choose other women over her and now that she has him she can’t shake the feeling that he’s still in love with them, Amelia specifically because she’s in Seattle and having a baby, and so she’s cheating on him with Tom out of panic. Or maybe she’s trying to hurt him first before he can hurt her again I don’t know. I also love how Teddy said nothing all those years and supported Owen when he did all of that terrible stuff and now it’s biting her in the ass. Not because Owen doesn’t love her. Not because he’s not committed to her. But because psychologically she can’t shake the feeling that he’s in love with all these other women, one of whom she has to work with every day, because he is and always will be. Beth, Cristina, and Amelia had to deal with the fact that Owen was in love with Teddy the entire time they were together and eventually its part of what tore them apart.

Now Teddy’s getting a taste of her own medicine and she does not like it. She doesn’t seem to know what to do about it either. So instead of talking to Owen about her feelings or seeing a therapist or going to talk to Amelia or calling Cristina up she’s having an affair. She’s having an affair with a man who loved and supported her when Owen choose Amelia over her and found her the perfect apartment for her, rented it, and then built her a crib for a baby that wasn’t even his. The woman’s got issues. Also I would love to see the conversation Meredith will be having with Cristina and Amelia about this nonsense when it all comes out. I can hear Cristina cackling from here. She called it in that parking lot all those years ago and Amelia called it at that party and Meredith called before each of their weddings. Owen and Teddy are a hot ass mess that don’t seem to know that they are a hot ass mess. I also love how Teddy has taken Tom from a loving involved partner to a hot hookup in two seasons. What the hell?

In other news, Richard is not doing well at all! Bailey runs into him in a hallway yelling at some movers. Catherine had all of his office stuff from Pac North brought to Grey Sloan and he is not having it. Richard says he doesn’t want it and Bailey says she’ll take care of it. A while later she pages him and we see that in an effort to help him feel better has had all of his old office stuff from Grey Sloan moved up from the basement. Bailey thinks this will help, but it doesn’t. Richard loses it and yells that what he wants is an empty office. Bailey says she’ll take care of it, but Richard says he’ll do it himself. Later Bailey comes to see him. He’s sitting in his empty office with only two chairs in it. He apologizes for the way he acted and says that he’s decided to step away from surgery and focus on his Path Pen and other medical innovations. Bailey is distraught and wants to know why. Richard refuses to tell her about his hand and instead says that he wants to go out on top and would like her support.

After we find Bailey and Meredith in the Attending’s Lounge. Meredith is miserable because her patients has died and at times like this Alex was always the one to cheer up with gallows humour. She says she misses him and doesn’t know how to do this without him or if she wants to. Bailey talks about how after that speech that Richard gave on their first day as interns she envisioned herself as the last one standing. She thought it would feel great, but then when Callie left and moved to New York she said it just felt lonely. Meredith thinks she’s talking about her and Alex, but she’s not. She tells her about Richard’s decision and now they’re both lonely together. I really liked Meredith’s comments here because Alex’s departure raises some interesting questions for her. Meredith moved back to Seattle because Ellis got sick and she stayed because she came to love working there and all of the people she loved most, her friends and later her family, were there. The other characters always wanted to move on, but she never did. It also brings up the question of if she’s going to move where does she move to? Moving to Switzerland or somewhere in Europe moves her closer to Cristina but farther away from Alex and all of her loved ones in Seattle. Moving to Kansas or somewhere near there moves her closer to Alex, but farther away from Seattle and Cristina.

It’s a Catch 22. No matter where she goes she’s moving closer to someone and farther away from someone else. That’s the issue that Meredith seems to be grappling with right now and I’ll be interested to see how it plays out. In other news, DeLuca has recovered from giving himself frostbite and it looks like Jackson was able to save his hands. Because of his off the wall behaviour Bailey has suspended his operating privileges. He’s now in mandated counselling with a therapist and can’t operate or treat patients until she signs off on him. She hasn’t because as we see in this episode DeLuca has taken no responsibility for his actions and is still in complete denial. He talks to her about how if he’d behaved differently those patients would have died. Which is both true and not true. Him giving Suzanne the drugs and going to get the liver saved those patients’ lives that’s true. That’s not in question. No one is questioning that. The problem is how he did it. He gave Suzanne the drugs without talking to Meredith about what he was doing in a manner that could have killed her if Meredith had already restarted the drug regiment. In order to retrieve the liver he voluntarily went out into a blizzard in below freezing temperatures without gloves on, gave himself frostbite, and almost lost his fingers in the process. That’s the problem.

He tells his therapist he’s not manic or experiencing any signs of mania. As his therapist points out if he didn’t think that was a possibility he wouldn’t be mentioning it. On some level, he knows he’s not well but he can’t admit it outright and that’s the problem. In the meantime, Bailey is having him transport patients and do menial tasks around the hospital that need doing. This is actually a pretty good idea as the hospital is currently over staffed in certain departments and understaffed in others and it allows the hospital to cover its ass. My guess is that they’re building to some big blow up where he’s going to wind up killing or severely injuring a patient or himself. I’m hoping they’re going to wrap this storyline up soon as I don’t care for DeLuca as a character, but there’s a chance that they’ll draw it out to the season finale.

Oh and just when you thought DeLuca couldn’t possibly be more of an ass than he already is? Hold onto your hats people because yes apparently he can! Before the episode ends we see Jo drinking a beer at Joe’s Bar. DeLuca walks up to her with a shot he bought for her that she clearly does not want and proceeds to completely trash Alex and call him an idiot and suggest that they take away each other’s pain and go to bed together! Jo is having none of this and clearly wants to be left alone. He says that Alex doesn’t respect her and that Meredith doesn’t respect him. He then reaches out to grab her chin and try to kiss her and that’s when Jo finally loses it and tosses that drink right in his big stupid face! Go Jo GO! Yes Jo! Slay! I cheered! 

Jo tells him that he’s not okay and he’s not acting like himself. That you need to listen to people when they tell you that and get help before it’s too late. She then grabs the beer she bought for herself and her purse and walks away. Oh my god! This scene made me scream with rage! There were a lot of people speculating that the writers would put Jo and Link together or Jo and DeLuca together and this episode squashed all of that and I’m so happy! DeLuca is such an ass! This scene makes me cringe just looking at it. Also, what is with DeLuca and the ‘no respect thing’ and comparing himself to men way out of his league? First Derek and now Alex. What the hell? DeLuca’s a resident who hasn’t picked a speciality and can barely do his job. Derek was a world class top 10 neurogod! Alex is the country’s best peds surgeon and an incredible doctor. 

He’s not on their level, he never will be, and no one respects him because he doesn’t respect himself and can’t do his job. Also, who does that? Who hits on someone and buys them a drink they didn’t ask for when their husband just left them for their ex-wife to live on a farm in Kansas because they found out that they had two kids they never knew they had? DeLuca apparently. Also, Jo totally called or texted or went to see Meredith and told her about this nonsense the first chance she got. As soon as she sobered up she told her because Queens support Queens. I think this scene also really speaks to Jo’s character as DeLuca behaves like a complete monster and in response she tells he’s not well and to get the help that he needs. Even when someone is hurting her she’s still trying to help them. The resilience. I stan. Oh and in other news Vic and Jackson broke up. I didn’t care for them as a couple and I honestly don’t care that they broke up. I’m totally apathetic on this one. 

Until next time!fjacks

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MMMMMMMMmmmmmmm I’ve been rewatching a playthrough of Pokemon Sun and one of Ultra Sun back-to-back (just to try and gather my thoughts about what went wrong with Sword and Shield’s writing) and hitting the end of Ula’ula Island and the mini-arc after that just made me mad again about how the Ultra versions just completely butchered the emotional core of the original Sun and Moon’s plot and also how poorly the Ultra Recon Squad were implemented (which sucks because I like all of the URS members as characters, but the plot does them no justice)

Edited with two points that I forgot to include last night

So, alright. In the original Sun and Moon you have our lovely villain, Lusamine. She’s an awful human being. She acts sweet, but the second you don’t conform to her standards of beauty and perfection, you’re worth nothing more than utter disgust. Those standards? How willing you are to conform to her control and let her decide everything

Her goal? Open up an Ultra Wormhole and go to the world populated by the Ultra Beast Nihilego, the subject of her affections. This is worth enough to her that she’s willing to torture and kill an innocent baby Pokemon to do it. A Pokemon that her own daughter has bonded with, while said daughter screams at her to stop. But because Lillie stole that Pokemon in the first place and ran away, defying Lusamine’s control, then she’s ugly and not worth listening to

Everything makes sense and is treated with appropriate tone. Lusamine doesn’t care about getting back to her original world, so Cosmog dying while she summons a wormhole? Way more wormholes opening up than she intends? Not her problem.

The player and Lillie having to gather information on other ways to traverse worlds by summoning the Legendary Pokemon? Lillie’s primarily doing it for her own sense of closure. She’s choosing to be a bigger person than her mother by trying to save her from being stranded in another universe, but she also needs to air her grievances for everything her mother’s done to hurt her. And there’s also the matter of Guzma, who went in with Lusamine out of a manipulated sense of loyalty. While he’s a troublemaker and a jackass, he doesn’t deserve to be trapped in a dimension with hell jellyfish for the rest of his existence. So Team Skull begging you to save him? Warranted

And the postgame reveals that Nihilego venom make people act out their natural desires uninhibited in an effort to protect their species. They’re parasites. Lusamine was always a controlling, beauty-obsessed perfectionist (though these traits may not have started manifesting until she lost her husband to a wormhole), but her obsession with interdimensional jellyfish and the lengths she was willing to go for them was induced. The ending makes it obvious that she doesn’t think she was wrong, but she may be able to be rehabilitated

The game never tries to force Lillie or Gladion to forgive their mother for the abuse they suffered at her hands. Gladion pointedly never calls her “mother,” always “Lusamine” or “the president” and he still doesn’t later on. Lillie wants to rehabilitate her mother, but after the whole scene where she calls Lusamine out on her bullshit it comes across more as Lillie trying to be a good person by helping an obviously sick person and it still leaves open the possibility that if the rehab fails, Lillie may just leave. No matter what, their family will never go back to what it was. It can’t, because they’re all different people. But Gladion and Lillie now have Hau, Hala, the Player, Kukui, and Burnet as family to fall back on. People who care about them for who they are, unconditionally

And then...

There’s Ultra Sun and Ultra Moon.

And I was honestly enjoying watching that playthrough up until the Aether arc hit. It was interesting to see how the trials were changed up and weigh the two versions against each other. I liked seeing the added dialogue for my boy Hau that really fleshed out his character. But the Aether arc...

So, alright. We have our lovely villain, Lusamine. She’s an awful human being. She acts sweet, but the second you don’t conform to her standards of beauty and perfection, you’re worth nothing more than utter disgust. Those standards? How willing you are to conform to her control and let her decide everything

Heard this before, haven’t we?

Except now the Nihilego venom is gone from the equation. Lusamine, in no uncertain terms, still tells Lillie that she has no children, “certainly not any wretched children who would run off and reject my love!” And then mocks her own daughter for wanting to save Cosmog while stating that she’s too worthless to even hang around the player character

And the game plays it off like she’s still a good person because her motivations have changed from “I wanna live with the toxic space jellyfish” to “yo if a light-eating inderdimensional monster destroys the world then it’ll fuck up my collection of cryogenically frozen Pokemon so I’m gonna kill it”

No, seriously. Lusamine’s now a good person because her daughter will be tangentially saved due to her trying to protect things she actually values

All plausible deniability she had is gone because there is no Nihilego venom in this version. Lusamine really is just that abusive and there’s no real possibility that she might’ve just had bad tendencies that she was keeping in check that got overridden by venom. She’s an abusive mother and there’s no getting around it. She still forced Lillie to dress like a Nihilego, except this time it was entirely about the control and not because she was being influenced by a glass parasite. Gladion still felt the need to run away with Type: Null because she was going too far, Lillie still felt the need to run away with Cosmog for the same reasons

The scene in the cryo-room just pisses me off so, SO much. Gladion calling her “mother” and begging her to let him take her place? And yet he still calls her selfish and still has his line about how “she’s real nice... as long as you mean nothing to her,” but also I guess loves her and wanted to protect her this whole time and that’s why he left? Fucking what? And it’s not like she didn’t show herself to be just as abusive as in Sun and Moon where he never forgave her! They’re forcing Gladion to excuse her abuse because she missed their dad I guess

Even if she calls them “good kids” in the very next scene, it still comes off of the heels of her verbally abusing her timid daughter for trying to stand up for herself! It just comes across like they’re only “good kids” because she expects them to go back to how they were before they left. She doesn’t care about who they’ve become at all

EDIT: And I forgot to bring up how stupid the thing with Cosmog is in that scene! Last time we got the impression that Nebby nearly died and was forced to evolve because Lusamine overtaxed them and forced them to open up way too many wormholes, because as long as she had one that went to the world of the Nihilego, she didn’t care what happened to the Pokemon world. Now she opens up one to a specific place... but still feels the need to torture Nebby to do it? And despite opening way less wormholes, Nebby’s still overtaxed and evolves? And Lusamine doesn’t bring Nebby with her, why??? Before, she didn’t care if she came back, but this time her goal is “beat Necrozma and come back to my collection.” So why does she jump through the wormhole with no way to get back? After intentionally screwing over the baby Pokemon that she would have needed to get back home???

And that’s not even the complete... just... dumbassery of the “we have to track Lusamine down” stuff. Because now instead of going to a world inhabited by only parasitic jellyfish and opening extra wormholes in the process, she and Guzma open one wormhole and go to a highly populated interdimensional city to piss off the local god, intentionally. And at that point, it’s less of a matter of saving them and more of a matter of cleaning up their mess

So you’d think the Ultra Recon Squad, interdimensional travelers who came to Alola because a hungry, furious legendary being was about to escape its prison and they didn’t have a way to stop it, would want us to get down to their homeworld as fast as possible to stop the local god from getting pissed off by two overconfident dumbasses. And what do they do?

“Yeah, if you play a flute you can summon a legendary Pokemon. We rode one here. Should be fine. What, no, we won’t help you look for the flutes.” But also, ten minutes later, “Stop! It’s our job to save our world, not yours! Lusamine betrayed us how can we ever trust you to help???”

The writing can’t keep straight throughout the game whether they just want to find strong trainers to take out their local deity before it goes on a cross-dimensional rampage or if they want to train themselves to be strong enough to take on the local god. But beyond that!

What’s the point of going through all this trouble to summon the legendary Pokemon when the URS already befriended the opposite version legendary and can just call it whenever? Especially since they do just that when Necrozma immediately absorbs the one you just awakened

No, seriously? What? We lose Nebby, who we have an emotional attachment to, immediately and have to rely on this other legendary that’s just... here??? I guess????????

One of the only things we know about the world of Ultra Megalopolis is that they don’t do the Pokemon thing, they just compensate for everything with extremely advanced technology! So why the fuck are they pals with a legendary Pokemon? Especially one that has lore in Alola, but not in Ultra Megalopolis?

And how the fuck do they know about the Alolan legend of summoning the legendary Pokemon, which they would never need to research because they have one already?

Literally why does Necrozma open like ten extra wormholes when it shows up. There’s no reason other than to have the extended “fighting Ultra Beasts” cutscene that no longer works because the Ultra Beasts aren’t important anymore now that they cut their postgame story out. And I know they go “Ah, Necrozma pulled in the villains from other universes! That’s why Rainbow Rocket...” Rainbow Rocket was just shallow pandering with no substance and wasn’t particularly fun to play. It wasn’t worth making the main plot nonsensical to have it in there. I would’ve much rather had a rewritten International Police postgame that includes the Ultra Recon Squad and has you traveling to the new Ultra Space areas to either return them to their natural habitats or just learn more about them to take care of them

EDIT: And why does Lusamine need Nebby at all, when the Ultra Recon Squad just had a legendary that they were gonna bring the strongest trainers to Ultra Megalopolis with? What makes her think they wouldn’t take her, their closest ally at the time? In the original, Nebby was the only way to get to other worlds. But they’re not in this version, so why does she go and hunt Nebby down instead of working with the URS or trying to steal their fully evolved world-hopping beast?

The whole climax is just tied together by utter nonsense. And it’s such a shame because I legitimately love the concept of the URS and Ultra Megalopolis and the general personalities of the four characters in it. It’s such a wasted opportunity because I guess they felt obligated to hit the same basic plot beats? Even at the detriment of their new characters?

And it’s such an easy fix, too. Just have the two URS members in the game be stranded on Alola. Their technology for dimension-hopping was experimental and based on their studies of Necrozma, who can hop worlds and who they have easy access to. But the inaugural trial is rushed because Necrozma’s looking to break free. Two members stay behind to monitor, two end up stranded in Alola with broken tech desperately looking for a way to get home in time to stop Necrozma

And that’s how they end up partnered with Aether, who have the most advanced tech in the region. It’s something they trust and understand, and Aether has the resources to help and a president who seems very interested in ways to get to other worlds. She’s even performing experiments already!

Unbeknownst to them, though, Lusamine’s only looking for ways to get to Nihilego as she still came into contact with their neurotoxin during experiments trying to find Mohn. Nebby’s kidnapped, several wormholes opened, Lusamine jumps into the Ultra Deep Sea to be with the Nihilego. Except this time, a wormhole opens up to Ultra Megalopolis where Necrozma is. It’s not long enough for Necrozma to get through, but long enough that it sees the light of Alola and knows exactly where to go when it breaks free...

You awaken Nebby and save Lusamine as in vanilla Sun and Moon. Then Necrozma breaks free, chases Nebby’s light through Ultra Space back to Alola, steals the light, bam. Back to where Ultra Sun and Ultra Moon kick off the climax. Maybe add in a section where you have to get the Dimensional Research Lab and Aether to work together to fix the Recon Squad’s dimension-hopping gear to break up the pacing. Save Ultra Megalopolis and Nebby. Now you’ve got something a little closer to Platinum’s additions to Diamond and Pearl instead of the butchering we actually got, complete with two climactic moments. One for Lillie, one for protag

Everything about and surrounding Necrozma’s addition was just so sloppily done, which is such a shame with how good both the base game and the ideas for expansion were

Also, move Mina’s trial and put Hapu’s back in its spot. I like having a trial for Mina, but why place two trials after the Necrozma climax? We just beat a god and you expect me to do trials? The original Sun and Moon understood that at that point you’re at the falling action of the story, may as well keep it succinct and only have it be the Pokemon League. And also, the Dragon trial is supposed to be this big, ancient final trial. Oldest of them all, the final task before being allowed to the Altar, Alola’s most sacred point. But now we have another trial and a Grand Trial after it?

Just have Mina’s trial as soon as you hit Poni Island and have the justification be that her trial takes you to the sacred sites of Alola where you can gather info on the legendary Pokemon. Bam. Lore opportunity. And if her trial’s also necessary for getting into the Dragon trial in a “you must prove your worth to the captains in a gauntlet for permission to enter the sacred final trial site” way, then even better. And Necrozma likes Z-Crystals, so you’d have even more stockpiled, further justifying its interest in you

And with Hapu’s Grand Trial back where it was, Lillie can have her Exeggutor Island fun. Which she could’ve had anyway and seriously why did you replace her with a nameless NPC in USUM?

I’ve had way too long to think about all of the ways I’d fix USUM’s story. And the sad thing is, if the story was better it’d be my favorite Pokemon game because the gameplay additions, new locations, and the fact that the game has sidequests make it near perfect otherwise and are the reason I always come back to Ultra Sun over Sun. But the abysmal climax to the story just doesn’t offer any incentive to replay the game at all

[henraryyyyy]

BTS | You catch them masturbating

Warning/s: swearing, a bit smut

Seokjin

You opened tiredly the front door of your apartment, not expecting to see your boyfriend’s shoes perfectly placed on the entrance. And you obviously did not expected either to hear loud whines accompanied by lusty moans.  

You could had get jealous and mad at the thought of Seokjin —your boyfriend of three years being in your own house and your own bedroom with maybe someone else —even though it would be so weird he cheated on you in your own home—. But your thoughts changed from furiously mad to lustrously in need for him to touch you; in more ways than he ever did before.

Seokjin’s voice bounced through the small apartment with whimpers of your name following behind. You could imagine him laying on your bed, pants and briefs down with his member into his hand, moving up and down with the thought of you inside his head; the thought of you being the one touching him instead of himself.

Slowly and carefully to not make any noise you closed the door and placed your purse above your kitchen table before walking towards your bedroom door, where the muffled sensual sounds your boyfriend was making increased. You peeked a bit through the open door.

“(Y/N)...” Seokjin groaned, you could feel your panties getting wet with each thrust of his hips up his hand. A whimper left your lips, calling his name sexually frustrated.

Your boyfriend stopped his movements and with wide eyes looked at your frozen body on the door. He was fast to let a serie of curses at the sight of your blushed face. “I’m sorry?” He questioned an apology to you, covering his still hard member with a pillow.

With an innocent smile on your lips you let your body take control over your embarrassment and crawled towards him on the bed, taking the soft pillow and throwing it over your shoulder to somewhere on the room.

“Don’t apology baby,” you sexily call, you could see his Adam apple going up and down with a gulp. “You know i‘ll always help you with your problems.”

And how damn well did you helped him; as well as he helped you.

Namjoon

He didn’t knew you would be there, and less at that time of the night. It was midnight and you had the sudden urge to go see your boyfriend on his dorm.

Of course it wasn’t the first time you did it, and probably will not be the last. You sometimes were so random; like wanting ice crean in the middle of winter while snow covered so delicately the streets of Seoul and the cool wind painted your cheeks and nose with a light red color.

You send him a message  telling him you were coming over, but he didn’t replied back, you thought maybe he was busy or practicing his dance moves a bit more. So when you called Yoongi asking if you could come over now, as well if Namjoon was on the dorm and he responded with a yes to both questions you felt happy.

Some people must felt uneasy and weirded out about why the hell their boyfriend or girlfriend didn’t answer their messages if they could do it. But you didn’t like that way of relationships, he should have his needed space as well as you’d need yours.

But your heart stopped abruptly with a hand on the knob of the door of your lover’s room as you heard the familiar deep moan of Namjoon. You were certainly that he would never cheat on you, if he lost feelings for you he would break the relationship first, not cheating; even if he really lost the love he so deeply felt for you he couldn’t bear all his life with the thought of hurting you with another woman.

With insecure and trembling hands you pulled the knob down and pushed the door open, your mouth hanging surprisedly. There he was, in all his nude glory, one hand on his about to come member and the other at his phone. He must not heard you enter because he didn’t stop what he was doing. The headphones letting out the familiar recorded moans of the two of you making love.

You couldn’t hide the shy smile remembering how he begged you to let him save that show-you-my-love-memorial —as he called it— in a video for him to have everywhere he goes and you’d weren’t with him. So now, taking advantage of the fact Namjoon couldn’t hear you, you stepped closer to him and with a slyly move you covered your hand around his member.

You saw the surprise and scared look on his face, but soon after when he realized it was you relaxed and let himself moan your name freely. He was grunting your name with such a familiar feeling, and god help your throat when he made you moan —scream— his later.

Yoongi

“Do you like this one more? Or the other one better?” You questioned your boyfriend looking down at the simple black dress you choose to try on.

You both were invited to the birthday party of one of your old friends of school and now you where on a shop trying every dress you fell in love at first sight with. Shopping was one of some things Yoongi hated doing, even more if it was clothes. He loves watching you try out different types of several clothes, but it gets bored when you’d been in the same shop for like an hour and a half.

“Yeah babe,” your boyfriend yawn boringly not even looking at you. “All of them seems nice,” he add finally looking at your pouting figure with crossed arms. “Oh... i like this better.” He corrected with a fast lick on his lips, nodding his head up and down furiously.

Shit... he cursed internally. Yoongi questioned himself why  you could look so good with those simple clothes that —for his part— would never look at it. The boy loved the dark colored clothings, loved how that black dress showed him all the part of the body he fell in love so long ago —and that still loved more than just a big ‘fucking much’.

He felt embarrassed for the fact he got hard just looking at you in the middle of a shop, rounded by many people. Sadly he’d had to wait until home to finally get that problem resolved.

Unlocking the door of your shared apartment you watched as Yoongi run to the bedroom and probably to the toilet, hearing another door open and close. You thought it was as urgency for peeing or pooping, and that thinking made you laugh out loud. But your laughs halted once in your bedroom you listened as your boyfriend’s moans echoed on the bathroom. You knocked on the door asking him if he was fine, but you only received a long exasperate whine, before the door eventually opened with your frowning lover looking down at you with the smallest of a pout. Observing him up and down your eyes caught the hardening of his member still on his hand, and a devilish smirk formed on your glossy lips.

“Hard time?” You laughed playfully, starting to take off your jacket, throwing it to the ground.

“Oh baby,” Yoongi says with his rapper sexy voice, ripping your shirt open and giving your collarbones wet kisses. “I’ve got a really hard one.”

And sure you’ll have a sore hard body tomorrow.

Hoseok

It was supposed to be a hunky-dory day. With fun, laughters, sun and water. But neither of all this happened, because mother nature called the infamous rain to come ruin it; the plans you and Hoseok made were throw to the trash at the sensation of the small trails of raindrops that fell from the sky, turning into a furious storm with lightening —that you had a panic for—, wind and big drops that changed into small flakes of snow.

It was springtime, yet was snowing; these climate changes were obviously bothersome for organizing any type of arrangements. That’s why now you both are soaked wet on the entrance of your house, the two of you playfully taking off the clothes and cheerfully hitting one another with the wet clothing, wetting ourself and the carpet the doble it was before.

“Stop it,” you whined with a chuckle, both arms trying to push his bare upper body away from yours —covered only with a white bra. “Hoseok!” You whined anew, now pulling his body towards you with a hug, knowing perfectly well what a wet body could do to him.

With a breathy okay he left walking—running—jumping to the bedroom. You rolled your eyes taking the clothes from the floor before following behind him, stopping with a smirk and wide eyes at the sight of your boyfriend masturbating in front of you. You two trusted one to the other a lot, so much than he didn’t felt the teeny bit of embarrassment when you caught him like this. Hoseok only felt more energetic about it, knowing so thoroughly well you’ll be joining him in no time.

“Wanna help?” He moaned locking eyes with you, that only threw the clothings to the floor before crawling to him. “Eager are we? Huh?” Your boyfriend teased you, wapping his arms around you while you took him in your hand, moving it up and down slowly. Teasingly.

“Says the one who’d got his dick in hand before i even got the chance to enter the room.” You whispered to his ear before bitting down on his lobe lightly.

He was unconditionally the eager one in here, and he did well on showing it to you.

Jimin

Jimin sent you a message almost two screens long that he’ll be on your home waiting for you after work, and how much he missed you and loved you as well. You wanted now to surprise him, for his part not knowing that every Friday your work time was shorter than normally and you were already in front of your door.

With gingerly hands you opened the door without any noise, not noise heard from inside either. You thought maybe your boyfriend was taking a nap on your bed awaiting for your arrival; he was obviously on your bed, but not napping. Nope, not napping at all. Just waking up his friend down there with his hand making a fast movement from the tip to the bottom of his member.

“Chim?” You spoke. Jimin’s eyes instantly opened wide and looked from where your voice came from, watching your body approaching his with such a slow motion that was making the hot room almost sweat like he was doing. “What are you doing?” You tease with a smirk, licking your dry lips. It seems thar your actions weren’t unnoticed by your hungry boyfriend.

With a confident smirk on his face as well he say, “you absolutely know what I’m doing,baby” when you stayed still in front of his stretched body —browns raised, smirk unmovable and sparking eyes— he grabes your wrist and made you fall down beside him on your knees above the bed. Not a moment after his lips were hungrily moving against yours, showing you how badly he wanted you; hopefully he felt how much you wanted him too.

Taehyung

It was late, you were already soundly sleeping  and did not heard the tinkling sound of the keys when your boyfriend entered the conformity of your apartment.

When his sight catch a glint of your weirdly positioned  body on the bed his boxy smile made an entrance on his perfect kissable lips. The lips he was licking at view of you you with nothing more than just his shirt and panties; Taehyung knew how uncomfortable the bras you used were for sleep, he once tried it out to prove you that it couldn’t be that agonizing as you say; but you were right, it was worse than that.

Taehyung gulped palming his creasing bulge on his pants before groaning and just ignoring it. Changing his clothes with the cool comfort of his pajama he opened the sheets and hugged your body close to his for warmth, but the problem  on his pants was really troublesome for him so he thought is would not be a problem if he just touched himself there and then; you were sleeping, and even if you were awake, you already did see all of him, what’d would  the inconvenient be?

After finally calming his member down and feeling relaxed at last he speedy cleaned the mess he did and hugged your body to his once again, this time the sleepless taking his body to dreamland; with you beside him —not sleep at all—now you being the one with the lower regions problem.

Jungkook

After returning home from an adventurous date with your energetic bunny boyfriend you both decided to take a shower, change and get comfortable before watching a movie while cuddling together on the sofa. You let Jungkook shower first because you knew you’d would stay in there the double time as him; but the problem was that he was taking forever, he never showered for that long and that worried you.

What if he’d fell down? What if he’s hurt somewhere? What if...

Lots and lots of questions roam inside your head and that made you react fast. Grabbing one pair of chopsticks from the kitchen you went towards the door of the bathroom you knew would be closed —an habit of him.

Thanks to the weird classes of Baekhyun and Chanyeol to open doors with chopsticks —maybe you’ll need it sometime— that’s what they told you, and obviously they were right. Totally right, but  those cooky boys don’t need to know it.

With finally the door unlocked you opened the door with a hard pound, stepping closer to your boyfriend who’s eyes where wide as oranges. “What the hell!?” He exclaimed bewildered by the fact you just entered the bathroom —that he remembered closing the door perfectly fine— with just a damn pair of apparatus to eat.

“Are you ok—

Your voice cracked with a loud shriek at the sight of your lover naked in front of you, hand on his kookieconda  —lmao—, body wet from the water of the shower; the scent of his shampoo that you loved so much —and sometimes you used without him knowing it— was all around the four pieces bathroom.

“Hey! You’re staring,” Jungkook spoke, pointing the shower head to you, bathing you from head to toes. You jumped surprised by the sudden move of his before sending him a glare. “Like what you see?” He sent you a wink bitting down on his lower lip.

With a scoff you averted your eyes to the right side of the room where the mirror with the reflection of the nakedness of your boyfriend was. “I’m not,” you started. “Staring.” You ended shaking your head with a pout.

With the cooky smirk still playing on his plump lips he spouted you again, your white shirt —his white shirt completely dumped and see through. “Wanna join me?” Don’t think you’ve ever agreed so fast with something before that request from Jungkook. Your bunny, hot as fuck muscular cooky Jeon Jungkook.

[baekkpop]

EXO reaction when you find out they’re a part of a mafia

Request:  Hi! Can you do exo reaction when you find out they are in mafia? Thank you very much!!!

Hell. Yes. I. Can. I actually live for mafia! exo so thank you you angel for requesting this. Here it goes.

Xiumin:

Since you were now married, Xiumin thought it would be right to tell you. You can’t leave him now that you’re married to him, not that he would let you if you weren’t either. You truly loved Minseok, you did. You promised each other that you would love each other unconditionally until the end of time. You even said so in your vows.

As much as you loved him, or thought you did, you couldn’t take this. He lied to you for years but worse than that, he’s a cold blooded murderer. When you demanded a divorce he just scoffed.

‘’But darling, we just got married. We haven’t even been on our honey moon yet.’’

‘’Stop playing games Minseok! I can’t be with a murderer like you!’’

‘’I’m sorry but did you forget what you said in your vows? That you would love me no matter what, until the end of time. You promised jagi, and I expect you to keep that promise.’’

Suho:

You really wished you didn’t find out. You couldn’t believe your ears. Junmyeon thought you were upstairs so he decided to make a phone call. You just went downstairs to ask him what movie does he wanna watch tonight, but stopped in your tracks as you heard him talking rather angrily on the phone. He was in the kitchen when you were right outside of the door. What he said was enough for you to connect the dots.

All the late night shifts, the long hours, the traveling, the smell of blood that you sometimes noticed on his clothes. You always ignored it or just thought that your mind was playing tricks on you. But now you knew. And so did he. He knew that you found out as soon as he walked through that door. He saw the look of shock and fear on your face.

‘’This was bound to happen sooner or later. But, just so you know, you’re still mine. This changes nothing between us.’’

‘’What are you talking about? It changes everything! Junmyeon I need to leave I-’’

‘’Woah, woah there sweetheart. You aren’t going anywhere. You are my  fiancé, my angel. I can’t let you go.’’

‘’You’re crazy!’’

He laughs ‘’Maybe, but only for you.’’

Lay:

You found out about Yixing’s dirty little secret after a bunch of men kidnapped you. They thought you knew, but you didn’t. Not until then at least. They held you in their prison for days, trying to pry information out of you. You were completely broken. You thought you would die in there, after you just found out your boyfriend of a couple of years was a part of the mafia. Yixing of course came after you. You were not thinking straight, you forgot all the hate and fear and just ran into his arms, because you were finally out of that prison. When you were walking to the car, for Yixing to take you home, you saw more than a few dead bodies. This brought you back to the harsh, painful reality. You couldn’t get in a car with a murderer.

‘’Yixing, I... I can’t stay with you. Not after this. I need to leave.’’

‘’What do you mean leave? I just got you back, you can’t just leave me after I’ve searched and worried for you day and night. After fearing that I lost the one I loved-’’

‘’Well, you did. If you truly loved me you’d let me out of this hell.’’

He looked up at you with tears in his eyes ‘’Let you go? I can’t. I love you. You can’t just leave me like this! This isn’t how it’s supposed to go!’’

‘’Yixing I need to leave! Not that I only need to leave, I want to leave! I can’t stay with someone like you.’’

His heart broke at that moment. He couldn’t believe that he has to do this. He didn’t want to hurt you, but he can’t let you leave. You’re his everything.

‘’I’m sorry baobei.’’ was all he said before he nodded at his men, and the next thing you felt were handcuffs clicking on your wrists.

You just looked at him with complete disappointment and disbelief, while he avoided eye contact.

Baekhyun:

You were married to Baekhyun for almost a year, and you couldn’t be happier. Until one night. You were having dinner as usual and everything was normal. Except Baek wasn’t that talkative. You guessed it was something that happened at work and didn’t want to bother him about it. Then he casually, like he was having a normal conversation, said that he was a part of the mafia.

‘’Just thought it was time you should know.’’

The fork and knife you held clattered to the plate. You swallowed nervously, you were in complete shock. ‘’You’re kidding, right?’’

‘’No, I’m not. When did I ever lie to you?’’

‘’Um, maybe these past few years?!’’ you yelled. You didn’t plan on yelling that loud, it just came out.

‘’What did you expect me to do Y/N? Just mention to you on our first date that I’m in the mafia?’’

‘’You don’t seem to have a problem with it now!’’

‘’Because now you can’t leave. We’re married.’’

You laughed in his face ‘’Can’t leave? Sure as hell I can! Watch me.’’

You stomped to the door. You looked behind you to see if he was going after you, but he wasn’t. He continued sitting at the table. When you made it to the double door, you swung it open only to find two tall men with guns in their hands.

Now it was his turn to laugh in your face.

‘’You’re not going anywhere without me, sweetheart.’’

Chen:

You knew for a couple of weeks now, he told you one night. And that night is the night you stopped seeing him as your loving, caring Jongdae. You were of course not going to stay with him, but you didn’t react right away. You were a smart woman, he wasn’t going to trap you that easily. So you waited a week to catch him off guard when you do actually try to leave.

And you did. You somehow sneaked out and now, instead of Seoul, you were in Busan. First mistake. Busan is too close so he tracked you down easily. 

You were lying on your bed in your small hotel room trying to sleep. You were close, until you heard a knock on the balcony door. You groggily got up, still sleepy, but you woke up quickly when you saw Jongdae waving at you from the other side of your balcony. He gestured at you to move away from the glass, and in fear, you did. He pulled out a gun and shot it at the glass making it break. He stepped into your hotel room with open arms and a smile on his face.

‘’Baby! I missed you!’’ He said with an overly cheerful voice. ’’I gotta say, it was clever of you to catch me off guard like this. I always knew you were intellegent.’’ He then grabbed your face roughly. ’’My type of woman,’’ and with that, he started kissing you. Roughly.

‘He’s insane’ you thought. But then you realized you were kissing him back with just as much passion. ‘I’m insane.’

And you went home with him. To your home.

Chanyeol:

You didn’t even know this guy. Alright you kind of did, but you felt like you didn’t know him. You were dating this sweet, sweet guy for almost two months now and it was the best two months of your life. Until one night.

You were at this exlusive ass club together that he somehow got you two into and as it was pretty late and you were tired as hell, you decided to go home. You two were walking to the parking lot that was not far but not close from the club either. As you were walking down a shady street, a couple of sleezy guys started hitting on you. Chanyeol was furious, which was understandable.

But when three guys tried holding him back while the other one had you cornered against a wall with a knife against your neck, he didn’t hesitate to kill.

It all happened so fast. He swiftly pulled out his gun, that you had no idea he had, and shot each and every one of them. The rest was just a blur of tears and him frantically trying to comfort you and explain what he said. The only thing you caught was that he was in the mafia.

You tried to free yourself from his grip and run away somewhere, as far away from him as you could. But his grip on you was too strong it hurt.

‘’Let me go! HELP! HE-’’

He pressed his hand against your mouth blocking your screams. He had no idea what to do now. He, a man that was a part of a big and dangerous mafia, had no clue what to say or do now. So he pleaded. For the first time in his life, he pleaded.

‘’Please don’t leave me. You can’t. You won’t right? Look at what I did to protect you. I love you. I’ve never loved anyone. We’re gonna go home now okay? And you’re gonna stay with me right? Yeah.’’

You didn’t know if this guy was sick or something, but you kept shaking your head with tears streaming down your eyes and he somehow took that as a yes.

Not that you have a choice anyway.

D.O:

You were his princess. No, his queen. His everything. None of this would matter without you. The money, the houses, the cars, the mafia, his life. He was nothing without you. He was never this weak around anyone. And Kyungsoo doesn’t like being weak.

He trusted you with this. With his secret. You acted understanding at first, only a little scared. That was very smart of you. But when he found out you went to the fucking police with all of this information about him he lost it. You forced him and his people to kill a bunch of officers. His gang wanted to kill you too, but him, being the love struck idiot he is, did not allow it. He would never ever let anyone hurt his angel.

That doesn’t mean he still trusts you though. On the contrary, he lost all trust in you. He swore to himself he would never be completely honset with you again. He still fucking loves you though. Of course he does. You made him weak.

Even though you were the one in the cage in his room and he was the one with the key to it you still managed to control him. 

‘’I can’t believe you did that to me.’’ He laughed ‘’You betrayed me. I should never let you out of this cage. Actually, I should let my gang kill you. But I can’t. I love you. As cunning or backstabbing you are, I love you,’’ he sighed. ‘’But you’re not getting out of that cage soon.’’

‘’But Soo~’’ you said in a voice that made him melt. ‘’You know I love you too. And I’m sorry I went to the police. But can you blame me? I panicked! I would never betray you on purpose. Now, baby, let me out of this cage?’’

Lies, lies, lies. You were lying and you both knew it. He damn well knew that lying, evil poison was dripping from your lips. But how could you make it sound so beautiful and innocent? Truly a goddess he had before him.

So he unlocked the cage which you then crawled out of. He took you in his arms which you got comfortable in. You burried your head in his neck and, knewing he could feel it, smirked.

Kai:

He didn’t want to tell you. He wanted to keep it a secret forever. But you deserved the truth. And it crushed you. It crushed him as well. As soon as he told you you fell apart in front of him. It broke his heart to see you so scared and sad. It hurt his soul when you flinched when he came closer to you. He just wanted to comfort you but you slapped his hand away.

‘’I hope you know that I love you and that this doesn’t change anything. I wi-’’

You cut him off right there, ‘’Doesn’t change anything? It changes absolutely everything Jongin!’’ you screamed ‘’You’re a murderer! A killer! How am I supposed to be with someone like that? How am I supposed to have a family with someone like that?’’ The last part came out in a whisper.

Jongin also had tears in his eyes. ‘’F-family?’’

‘’Yes a family! We’re married. We’re supposed to have a future together. We were supposed to have kids that would have normal lives. Now all of that is out of the question.’’

‘’It’s not! We’re still married! We can still have a family! I still love you!’’

‘’Yeah, well I can’t say the same back anymore.’’

‘’You’re lying.’’ His voice cracked.

Of course you were lying. You were lying to him and to yourself.

‘’You’re lying. You’re lying! You’re not gonna leave me.’’

‘’I can’t be with a murderer.’’

That’s what he was. A murdurer. A drug dealer. A hacker. Everything you teach your kids not to be. He knew this. And it ate his soul away every night. Except when you’re with him. With you he felt like Jongin and not like Kai- the mafia’s assasin. He couldn’t let something precious like that go.

So he didn’t. ‘’You’re my happiness. I can’t let my happiness go.’’ And so your fate was sealed.

Sehun:

When he one day came back home late, as usual, he saw you and all most of your belongings were gone. He was disappointed honestly. He trusted you. He knew he’d get you back easily though, so he decided not to panic. He kept calm while he called a couple of his ‘friends’ to help him find you. Sehun would never admit it but his heart shattered to pieces.

He was hurt.

But he knew this would happen sooner or later. Deep inside he hated himself for doing what he does. As much as he wanted to, he couldn’t get out of this world so with years of practice he pushed the guilt to the back of his mind. he couldn’t escape. And neither could you.

When you came face to face again both you and him expected him to be angry, but he was more hurt than angry.

‘’Why did you just leave like that? Without saying goodbye? Without a single note behind?’’

‘’What did you expect me to do Sehun? Stay with a murderer? A terrorist? I honestly can’t understand you-’’, you would’ve went, when he interupted you.

‘’Listen, I know what I fucking am. Talk shit about me all you want, I know it all. You don’t have to repeat it.’’ he kept a straight face while saying this ‘’You think I chose this life?! Do you really thi-’’

‘’No! But you chose to stay in this life. Don’t you dare try playing the fucking victim here Sehun.’’

Your words shot pain straight to his heart. It was amazing how he was just faced with the truth itself, but still managed to somehow push it aside.

He gestured at his men to cuff you, so they did and threw you in the car.

‘How can he do this to me?’ you thought. Tears pricked your eyes but you didn’t dare let them fall. You still loved him. And you’ll keep on loving him for god knows how long. You didn’t want to admit that, you’d rather avoid the truth. Just like him.

Ugh finally! I’ve worked on this for so long. I’m sorry it took this long :( Hope you guys like it! Sorry that some are longer than others. Some are really long bc I just couldn’t stop lol. And hopefully more mafia au related shit will be coming.

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She's only 18…

‘Un-fucking-believable!’ Anthony shouted and ran to me. In a blink of an eye I was in his arms, above the floor, spinning around in the Josh’s living room.

‘Hey… I’m a bit dizzy’ I said trying not to throw up.

He laughed and let me go. Gosh, how much I missed this sound. It was one of things that made you cheer up instantly. We couldn’t stop smiling while we observed each other. He really matured, but in the good way! You can say that he is the type of men, who look better when they get older. Just like wine – it gets more valuable and tastier with its age. But wait a moment…

‘Ant, really? A moustache? What the heck?’

We could hear Josh laugh from the kitchen. He stood there with a smirk on his face and crossed arms.

‘I told you the same thing’ he said looking straight at Anthony with twinkle in his hazel eyes.

‘Shush people, women loves it! And you should better look in the mirror. Nice Hello Kitty band-aid by the way’ Anthony said proudly nodding at my head. I instinctively touched my brow and looked at Josh.

‘Hello Kitty? Really?’

‘Sorry, I had nothing else.’ he smiled at me.  

‘Back to the topic. How are you? Are you alright? How you two know each other? Did you ate something? Gosh, you are so skinny! And this long hair! They are even longer than mine back days!’ he started  ranting. We sat on the couch, while Ant still asked me questions not stopping for a minute to catch a breath. This guy really had capacious lungs and impeccable diction.

‘Hey, stop with this examination. She had enough stress yesterday’ Josh said sitting next to me.

‘Alright, alright… What happened?’ Ant asked with worried look on his face.

‘Well…’ I was trying to find perfect words for telling him the story. ‘I kinda fucked up…’

‘Hey, it’s not your fault, don’t even try to blame yourself!’ Josh objected.

‘But, I should be more responsible…’

‘Can someone tell me what the hell happened?! I’m really getting worried.’ Ant raised his voice.

‘Alright…’ I exhaled the air out of my lungs and started to tell the story. With every minute Anthony got much tensed, he also started gritting his teeth so I took his hand and squeezed it trying to calm him down. Josh was by my side all the time with his hand on my back, while he tried to comfort me. After I finished, Anthony was shaking from anger.

‘This motherfucker…I’m so glad that you are okay’ He pulled me in his arms and held tightly.

‘Thankfully to Josh.’ I said drawing back, smiling to my savior. Josh blushed and started playing with the edge of his to big sweater. He really didn’t like to be in the center of attention.

‘So… Yeah… How you two know each other?’ he finally asked with nervous voice.

‘Well… She is my one and only Bambi face.’ Anthony said with a huge smile on his face. He laughed seeing my reaction to my old nickname and started to tell Josh our story.

***

‘We are going to attend the Hillers party tomorrow night.’ the pretentious voice interrupted my thoughts.  I’ve been sitting in living room and observed fire in the fireplace. My mother-in-law walked further into the room with snobby smirk on her face.

‘Jake is going to be there, I know he wants to spent some time with you’

The flashback of his face made me shiver with disgust. Jake was a player, with his golden skin, blond hair and Hollywood smile he had every girl down on her knees in a minute. But not me. He didn’t like the fact that I wasn’t impressed by his ‘perfect’ personality and look. So he took up a challenge to win my heart.

‘Unfortunately, it’s only unilateral’ I answered crossing my arms.

‘Ohh, my poor girl. Get used to it, because you might be his wife in future. We wealthy people have to stick together.’ she caressed my cheek with her spiked fake nails.

‘In your fucking dreams.’ I answered emphasizing every word and pushed her hand away from me.

‘Ohh… Little girl is getting annoyed? That’s bad cause your father already agreed to that.’ she smiled showing her white teeth. She was so happy to make me furious.

‘Fun fact! As opposed to you I’m not a gold digger’ I stood up and came close to her. Annie’s  facial expression changed immediately.

‘Don’t you dare to talk to me like that!’ she screamed in high pitch voice and slapped me. I couldn’t believe that. Oh bitch, it’s not going to end like that. I raised my hand planning the repay but I were interrupted by husky voice:

‘What the hell are you two doing?!’ my dad was standing in the door step watching us.

‘Oh darling… I couldn’t do anything! She went mad and slapped me! And I was only asking about her school. Do something!’ the embodiment of evil played her little scene and run up to my father. I crossed my arms and waited for his reaction.

‘Alexandrine, what were you thinking?! Are you mad?!’ Dad hugged Barbie tightly and checked her face. When he was done, I could see a hint of vicious smile on her lips.

‘It’s not what you think it is!’ I tried to tell but he interrupted me again.

‘Yeah? I clearly saw what happened.’

‘It’s misunderstanding. But you won’t listen to me, huh?’ I screamed raising my hands and tried to left the room.

‘Come back here, right now! What would your mother think about your behavior?!’

He went straight for the jugular. I turned around.

‘Don’t you even fucking dare recalling mum! What would she think about the way you are acting right now!? Hmm…  Let’s see.’ I took a step forward.

‘Have you know that your sweet little daughter Rosie is failing all her classes because she is too busy drinking in clubs and hooking up with random guys. Ohhh yeah you don’t mind because they all come from wealthy families. Right?’ Another step closer.

‘Well, what’s next? Do you remember when was the last time we spent some time as family? Because I do. It was a week before mum passed away, she wanted to go on beach with us and spent a normal day like we used to.’ Another step.

‘Talking about mum, she loved you unconditionally, she didn’t care about money or fame. She just wanted a happy family’ I took the last step.

‘And look at you right now. You are a fucking sugar daddy to some ugly ass gold digger who is apparently 4 years older than me. So do you think mum would be proud of you?’ I stood right in front of them with fierce look on my face.  

My father was red as tomato. In a blink of an eye, he took his hand and swiped at me. I couldn’t believe that this bitch had him whipped. And that he took her side…

‘I can clearly see that you two are worth each other.’ I said and rushed out of living room.

Hold together you can’t show your weakness. I’ve ran up the stairs to my room, took my backpack and packed things that were on hand. I’ve stopped in the doorstep and took a look at my room. I’m not gonna miss that posh, fake life. I closed the door and run out of the house into the darkness with voices screaming behind me.

***

 Tears were streaming down my face and I couldn’t see where I was going. I didn’t care to be honest. It started to rain and I was drenched to the skin. I tried to find my location, but I couldn’t recognize the neighborhood. I sat resigned on the pavement leaning on the fence. There was no one to be seen. Congratulations Alex… You have no family no money, no job and you don’t have a place to stay. Good job. I sighed and hid my face in hands. I started humming the only song that soothed the pain. I quietly sang word the most accurate words in this situation: ‘While I'm alone and blue as can be, dream a little dream of me’. I sobbed when suddenly I felt a hands on my knees.

‘Hey, are you alright?’ a man squatted in front of me. At a first sight he looked menacingly with spiked hair and tattoos, but the pitch of his voice had warm, calming vibes.

‘Why would you even care?’

‘Because you are sitting right in front of my house. Are you lost?’ he asked scanning my face with his big brown eyes.

‘Lost? Well… Yes and no. I don’t know where we are, but I have nowhere to go, so guess I don’t care’ I said.

‘Aww, a little rebelled teen that has escaped from home?’ he laughed and stood up.

‘What is so funny?’ I asked looking up to his face.

‘Been there, done that. Alright Bambi face, get your ass up.’ he reached out to me.

‘Why should I trust you? You may pull me inside and kill me.’ I asked crossing my arms.

‘If you want you can sleep on the pavement sweetheart. Trust me.’ he stood still with his hand reached out to me. I sighed and took it. He helped me stand up, took my backpack and opened the gate.

‘Ladies first.’ he smiled as we went further. We walked inside the house greeted by sweet voice.

‘Baby, are you home? Ohh… Hello!’ a beautiful brunette appeared. She was tall and so skinny. She had almost black eyes which sparkled beautifully.

‘Hey darling, this is our new friend in need.. Ermm…’ he looked to me with abashed look.

‘Alexandrine’ I introduced myself laughing.

‘Yeah right! She is going to stay here for a while, alright?’

‘Sure, I’m happy to have girl company in this man cave!’ she said with smile. ‘I’m Heather and the guy right next to you is Anthony’ she crossed arms smirking.

‘Yeah… I’m going to the guys.’ he said a bit ashamed. He put down my backpack and gave Heather kiss on cheek.

‘Alright! Come one, I’ll give you towel. You are soaking wet!’ she said and took my hand.

She showed me the bathroom, where I freshened up. I took a deep breath and brushed out my red hair and washed my face. I opened backpack to look for dry clothes, but I could only find black sheer pantyhose and long grey T-shirt. After taking a big breath in and out I walked out and followed along the corridor to find a source of voices and music sound.

I looked into the room soaked in light from fireplace and candles. Anthony was sitting on armchair with Heather on his knees. She was hugging him and talking with other guy, who smiled all the time showing his gap between teeth. Opposite there was a huge couch where two another man were sitting. One had baseball hat on his head and smoked cigarette and another one with long, dark hair and beard played on guitar. It was such a calming view.

I took a step closer playing shyly with the edge of my T-shirt.

‘Guys, this is Alex. She is going to sleep here tonight’ Heather smiled to cheer me up and patted a free space to sit next to her.

‘So Bambi face, this is Flea’ Anthony said nodding at guy with his wonderful, wide, crooked smile.

‘Pleasure to meet you, madame!’ he bowed slightly making me laugh.

‘This gorilla smoker up there is Chad.’ Chad exhaled the smoke and waved to me. I waved back.

‘And the last but not least, our own Jesus: John’ the guy with guitar smiled and resumed playing on guitar. I sat on chair next to Heather and played with my fingers nervously.

‘So know that we know each other, we would love to hear more about you.’

‘I really like having my privacy, you know? Just ask questions and I’ll see if I’m okay with answering.’ I said after a minute of contemplating.

‘That was a very interesting song choice down there on street.’ Anthony said smiling.

I blushed and froze a little. I thought he didn’t hear me.

‘We need an update to the story!’ Flea said with his energetic voice and started jumping on his butt like impatient kid.

‘Yeah, tell us what happened.’ Chad said with his raspy voice.

‘May I?’ Anthony asked and after I nodded he said ‘I found this kiddo sitting on pavement, hugging he own knees and singing ‘Dream A Little Dream Of Me’’ Anthony said crossing arms with smirk on his face.

‘Hmm… Personally, I’d choose ‘Singing in the rain’’ John said quietly and everybody started laughing.

‘Alright, before you start to think that I’m a weirdo. My mum always sang me this song as lullaby when I was little. She said that it is her happy song. My parents fell in love while dancing to it.’ I unconsciously smiled recollecting the look of  Mums face: her beautiful wide smile, green, sparkling eyes and freckles all over her skin. ‘She was so beautiful.’ I mumbled.

‘Awwwwww.’

‘I already like you and I love Louis Armstrong!’ Flea said excited.

‘But why did you use past tense?’ Chad asked carefully.

I crossed my arms and hugged myself.

‘Well.. She died when I was 11. Brain tumor.’ I said quietly. I felt warm hand on my back making circles. Heather tried to cheer me up. I looked up to see everyone with sad faces.

‘That’s one of the reasons I run away. My dad didn’t care about me and my sister at all. All he wanted was money and girls. I guess that was his way to face up with death.  So, since I was 12 I had 7 “mummies”. The last one, Annie was 22, so 4 years older than me right now… She used to hit me, but today she was busted by my father. Of course she played a scene that I slapped her, and he believed her...’

Everyone eyes were focused on me. I exhaled the air and said:

‘So you don’t need to worry about me being a murderer or rapist. I’m just fucked up girl who has nowhere to go.’ I said sarcastically and smiled to them. ‘ Don’t worry I will figure something out!’

‘Don’t you even fucking try.’ Anthony said slowly with watery eyes. ‘I can’t believe what I would do if my mum was dead. You can stay here for as long you want. Right?’

‘Yeah’

‘Of course!’

‘Ahhh come here!’ Flea said standing up quickly and hugged me from behind. ‘We won’t let you suffer anymore Bambi.’

***

‘This evening we ended up dead drunk. So our lovely Alex stayed with us for a few months in Mansion. You remember it? We were recording Stadium Arcadium there’ Anthony finished the story and took a sip of water.

‘Yeah, of course.’ Josh answered ‘I couldn’t be with you there cause I was touring with Gnarles Barkley.’ Josh answered.

‘Oh shut up! I never knew that you had another singer/guitarist in band!’ I said excited.

‘You never wanted to come to studio with us so here you are: Josh Klinghoffer, the second guitarist of Red Hot Chili Peppers.’ Anthony said nodding at Josh. He blushed and smiled with his characteristic smile.

‘No way! How could this happen?’ I still couldn’t believe that. ‘We could have met anytime past this 3 years and we never did.’

‘I guess our meeting is a destiny.’ He smiled and reached his hand to play with his hair.

I blushed and smiled back to him. I felt butterflies in my stomach and I couldn’t do nothing to not feel so attracted to him.

‘Can you believe that she didn’t know who we were? But that is a story for another occasion’ Anthony stood up.

‘Alright Bambi face, pack your things I will drive you to your place on my way.’ Anthony said stretching out his back.

I froze.

‘Well about that…’

[theathenianinspector]

In honor of Mothers’ Day, I thought it would be fascinating to go back in time to the mothers of ancient times. No wait, the ones before civilization or humanity had even been conceived. I’m talking about the Greek mother goddesses of myth and creation: Gaia and Rhea; whose children would fight amongst themselves for supremacy over the earth and in doing so, shape the world the Greeks inhabited.

  In the beginning, there was Chaos. A void of sheer nothingness, insubstantial and empty. Then Gaia (Earth) was born encompassing the Underworld and Tartarus, her body made from the mountains and plains which the Greeks trod on centuries ago. Then Ouranos (Sky) was born from Gaia, her equal in every respect as well as her husband. And from that union, the first generation of Titans were born. Now each titan had their own story and little titan babies of their own, but the most important of them was Kronos, the titan of Time and the Harvest, known for being the cruelest and wiliest of the bunch. Gaia then birthed Pontus (Sea) and Oceanus (Ocean) which gave water the land and made it habitable. It is certainly telling that the Greeks believed in a mother goddess of Earth, a great provider of creation: the air, land and waters were all her children, the means necessary for life to flourish.

Diagram of the universe as it was acknowledged by antiquity.

This sounds positively like a paradise, nothing could ruin earth in its early days, right? Well Gaia and Ouranos’ marriage also brought forth the one-eyed Cyclops and the Hekatonkheires (Hundred-Handed Ones), who were not so well physically endowed. They were ugly. Incredibly unpleasant to look at as we can imagine; the latter had a hundred arms and fifty heads on a single torso! So Ouranos being the kind and accepting father that he was, promised to love his children unconditionally while punting then into the unspeakable realm of hellish despair that was Tartarus. Gaia, whose nature is motherhood mind you…did not take kindly to this:

  ‘But vast Earth groaned within, being straitened, and she thought a crafty and an evil wile. Forthwith she made the element of grey flint and shaped a great sickle and told her plan to her dear sons. And she spoke, cheering them, while she was vexed in her dear heart: “My children, gotten of a sinful father, if you will obey me, we should punish the vile outrage of your father; for he first thought of doing shameful things.”’  Hesiod, Theogony 160-168.

  Gaia was genuinely distraught for her children’s treatment at the hands of their own father, and this drove her to betray her husband Ouranos. After all, the bonds of family are solemn and inviolable; once they are broken, every heinous act can be justified against anyone once that precedent has been set. Ouranos had harmed the Cyclops and Hekatonkheires and this pain was felt by Gaia, not just because Tartarus is in her own body; but because the pain of her children was her own as well. Kronos, the titan I singled out earlier was the only one of her children to step up and take the scythe. Gaia enticed her partner to her bed and then sprung her trap. The other eleven titans lept out and pinned Ouranos to the mattress while Kronos approached his helpless father with the scythe. And then he sliced Ouranos’ testicles off. The testicles fell into the sea foam near Cyprus which created Aphrodite, the goddess of love. Never again did Ouranos and Gaia reunite, the four titans held them apart like pillars preventing roof from collapsing, hence why the earth and sky are separate.

Young Kronos prepares to mutilate his father.

A new era had dawned for the world under Kronos’ rule. A lot happened among the other titans (a lot of children were conceived), but we shall focus our attention on the birth of the Olympians: Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Hera, Demeter, Hestia. Kronos married his sister Rhea (Titan of Motherhood) and bore six little gods and goddesses. Unfortunately, he swallowed them all out of his paranoia about being overthrown by his own children; as he had removed his own father from power. Rhea, also being a deity, whose very essence was motherhood appealed to her mother Gaia for help:

  ‘Therefore, he kept no blind outlook, but watched and swallowed down his children: and unceasing grief seized Rhea. But when she was about to bear Zeus, the father of gods and men, then she besought her own dear parents, Earth and starry Heaven, to devise some plan with her that the birth of her dear child might be concealed… And they readily heard and obeyed their dear daughter… So, they sent her to Lyctus, to the rich land of Crete, when she was ready to bear great Zeus, the youngest of her children. Him did vast Earth receive from Rhea in wide Crete to nourish and to bring up. To that place came Earth carrying him swiftly through the black night to Lyctus first and took him in her arms and hid him in a remote cave beneath the secret places of the holy earth on thick-wooded Mount Aegeum; but to the mightily ruling son of Heaven, the earlier king of the gods, she gave a great stone wrapped in swaddling clothes.’  Hesiod, Theogony 466-485.

Rhea gives Kronos a stone wrapped in swaddling cloth instead of Zeus.

Gaia and Rhea were defined by them being mothers and this drove the Greek creation myth’s narrative. Gaia created the world and the titans. Rhea created the Olympians whom the Greeks worshiped and attributed natural phenomena and aspects of their personal lives. The violence and infighting within the divine family is derived from the mothers protecting their children. Rhea was often portrayed as having a lion as a companion or pulling her chariot. A symbol of her role as a protector perhaps?

Rhea and her Lion.

Zeus would with Gaia’s help, drug his father and cause him to vomit out his siblings. The Olympians and Titans would then engage in a titanic battle for dominion over the world. Kronos and his fellow titans would lose and be cast into Tartarus. Atlas, the commander of the titans’ forces during the conflict was reserved a special punishment: he was forced to hold the sky up for eternity lest it fall and attempt to embrace the earth. You might think that this is the end of the story, good Olympians win, and the evil Titans spend the rest of time rotting in Tartarus. Everybody lives happily ever after.

  Not so much. Gaia was furious at all her Titan children being sentenced to an eternity in torment; it wasn’t all the titans who had swallowed their children, why should they all be collectively punished? Why should Kronos’ siblings have been condemned for fighting for their family? As a result of this anger, she brought forth another batch of children know as the Giants:

  ‘But Earth, vexed on account of the Titans, brought forth the giants, whom she had by Sky. These were matchless in the bulk of their bodies and invincible in their might; terrible of aspect did they appear, with long locks drooping from their head and chin, and with the scales of dragons for feet. They were born, as some say, in Phlegrae, but according to others in Pallene. And they darted rocks and burning oaks at the sky.’  Apollodorus, Library 1.6.

Pallas Athena fights the serpentine Giants.

You can see that Gaia had a habit of producing really ugly and deformed children. But after a calamitous war which included mortal heroes helping the gods in the battle, all the giants were slain. With Zeus striking most of them down with his thunderbolt and Herakles finishing them off with his arrows. The Gigantomachy was depicted many times in Greek art and clearly had an impact on their cultural identity. This was the first time that gods and men had fought alongside each other, mortals were no longer the objects of the gods’ amusement and so the relationship was not so one-sided and unequal as it had been. This only adds to narrative of the ancient Greek creation myth, that Gaia is the driver of events. Motivated by her love for her children, whether Titan, Olympian or Giant, she was willing to go all lengths to keep them from pain. As mothers are wont to do.

  But Gaia wasn’t finished yet. Now she had two sets of offspring to avenge: the imprisoned Titans and the slaughtered Giants. In a union with Tartarus itself, she created Typhon: The Father of All Monsters. I do not exaggerate, this freak gave birth to all the monsters of Greek mythology we know and love: the Nemean Lion, Lycian Chimera, Lernean Hydra, Cerberus, Orthus the Twin Headed Hound and the Gorgons. Typhon himself was a truly horrible entity, somehow deserving to be classed above all the aforementioned demons:

  ‘When the gods had overcome the giants, Earth, still more enraged, had intercourse with Tartarus and brought forth Typhon in Cilicia, a hybrid between man and beast. In size and strength, he surpassed all the offspring of Earth. As far as the thighs he was of human shape and of such prodigious bulk that he out-topped all the mountains, and his head often brushed the stars. One of his hands reached out to the west and the other to the east, and from them projected a hundred dragons’ heads. From the thighs downward, he had huge coils of vipers, which when drawn out, reached to his very head and emitted a loud hissing. His body was all winged: unkempt hair streamed on the wind from his head and cheeks; and fire flashed from his eyes. Such and so great was Typhon when, hurling kindled rocks, he made for the very heaven with hissings and shouts, spouting a great jet of fire from his mouth.’  Apollodorus, Library 1.6.

Typhon, the Father of Monsters.

    A selection of Typhon’s most notorious offspring: Chimera, Hydra, Cerberus (left to right).

This thing was so dangerous that the gods fled to Egypt at first sight of him. When Zeus engaged him in battle, his thunderbolts did no damage at all and Typhon reached out and ripped the sinews from his legs; disabling him and forcing the king of the Gods to run for his life. Typhon was the most dangerous threat to the gods, even more so than their former foes had been. They were fighting brutality, violence and vengeance incarnate. After all, Typhon was a product of both Gaia’s wrath and the darkness of Tartarus. It took several mountains and thunderbolts before he was subdued and flattened beneath Mount Etna in Sicily. The ancients said that the eruptions and volcanic activity of the mountain was a consequence of so many thunderbolts being hurled, creating the heat inside the crater. Gaia’s final hope for avenging her children was crushed with the defeat of her final sire:

   ‘Gaia tore her rocky tunic and lay there grieving; instead of the shears of mourning, she let the winds beat her breast and shear off a coppice for a curl; so she cut the tresses from her forest-covered head as in the month of leaf-shedding, she tore gullies in her cheeks; Gaia wailed, as her river-tears rolled echoing through the swollen torrents of the hills.’  Nonnus, Dionysiaca 2. 636 ff.

  According to some accounts, in her grief Autumn was created when the leaves would fall as Gaia cut her hair in mourning, the rivers and gullies were created from her tears at the loss of her offspring. The monsters Typhon created would go on to terrorize the race of men who had aided the gods in slaying her Giants. The heroes that mortals would celebrate and sometimes even worship, would make their names slaying them. But this is where the story of Greek creation ends: with the undisputed rule of the Olympians and the end of a mother’s vengeance with her acceptance and grief.

  The process was understood to have literally shaped the world. From Gaia we can see that the Greeks knew both the unconditional love mothers had for their children in the fact that no matter how ugly (on a scale from Hekatonkheires to Typhon), they always protect their young. Gaia and her daughter Rhea were seen as beings of creation, but also of destruction when they felt their families being threatened or had been unfairly treated. Thus, motherhood lay at the heart of how Greeks perceived the formation of their universe and it is to the credit of mothers everywhere that we remember: that if we misbehave, they can always give us a beefier and uglier sibling to end us! (No, but seriously give lots of love to your mums, they deserve it!)

  Dan Tang

The Athenian Inspector

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Mythic Mothers – The Good, the Bad, the Ugly and the Typhon In honor of Mothers’ Day, I thought it would be fascinating to go back in time to the mothers of ancient times.