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Week of being mega sick is really cutting into the PTO I saved up for playing dragon age and also taking the LSAT. And yet I stay silly

[coulsonlives]

You wish you could be this popular

[agave]

if you want to have a blank last name on your microsoft/outlook account, there's an invisible character in between these two brackets that it accepts as a last name: [   ​]

got this info from here and the name of the character that worked was U+200B: Zero Width Space

[teknolojihaber]

Google, Microsoft'u müşterileri siber saldırılardan koruyamamakla suçladı

Google'ın bilgi güvenliği uzmanları, Microsoft hizmetlerine yönelik yakın zamanda gerçekleşen birkaç siber saldırıyı analiz etti. Sonuç olarak yazılım devinin "sistemlerinin ve dolayısıyla müşterilerinin verilerinin güvenliğini sağlayamadığı " sonucuna vardılar . Google'ın raporunda Microsoft'un, Çinli bilgisayar korsanlarının geçen yıl Exchange e-posta sunucularına saldırmak için kullandıkları bir güvenlik açığı hakkında kamuoyuna düzgün bir şekilde iletişim kuramadığı belirtildi. Bu saldırının sonucunda bilgisayar korsanları, ulusal güvenlik alanında çalışanlar da dahil olmak üzere ABD hükümeti çalışanlarının posta kutularının içeriğine erişim sağladı. Google, İç Güvenlik Bakanlığı'nın (DHS) bir parçası olan ABD Siber Güvenlik İnceleme Kurulu'nun (CSRB) bulgularına atıfta bulunuyor. Daha önce departman uzmanları, Microsoft istemcilerinin posta sunucularına yapılan saldırı sırasında ortaya çıkan siber olay hakkında yeterli bilgiye sahip olmadığı sonucuna varmıştı. Bu nedenle yazılım devinin müşterileri, hacker saldırısının kendileri üzerindeki etkisinin boyutunu objektif olarak değerlendiremedi. Bu saldırı sırasında bilgisayar korsanlarının Microsoft tüketici hesaplarının imzalama anahtarını kullanarak Outlook (OWA) e-posta hizmetinin ve Outlook.com'un web sürümündeki hesaplara erişim sağlayan sahte tokenlar ürettiğini hatırlatalım. Microsoft'un bilgisayar korsanlarının hesap imzalama anahtarını nasıl çalmayı başardığını hiçbir zaman tespit edememesi dikkat çekici. Google, raporunda Microsoft'un saldırganların bu bilgilere nasıl erişim sağladığını tespit edememesinin, şirketin kendisini ve müşterilerini gelecekteki siber saldırılardan koruyamayacağının "açık kanıtı" olduğunu vurguladı. Google, yaptığı açıklamada, "Microsoft'ta tekrarlanan güvenlik sorunları, hem kuruluşlar hem de devlet müşterileri için daha iyi bir alternatif gerektiriyor ." dedi. Şirket, Google Workspace platformunun daha güvenli bir alternatif olduğundan emin. Buna ek olarak Google, Microsoft hizmetlerinden geçiş yaparken kurumsal ve kamu müşterilerine indirimler sunmaktadır. İşletmeler, üç yıllık bir sözleşme imzaladıklarında 18 aylık Workspace'i ücretsiz olarak edinebiliyorlar. Read the full article

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Vernichtender CISA Untersuchungsbericht über Microsoft

Microsoft wurde "mächtiger Schlüssel" entwendet

Im letzten Sommer mussten wir über den GAU bei Microsoft  berichten, über den bereits im Juni 23 entwendeten Masterkey. Nun hat das Cyber Safety Review Board der US-amerikanischen Cybersecurity and Infrastructure Security Agency (CISA) seinen Untersuchungsbericht über den Verlust des Master Key für Microsoft Azure vorgelegt. Das Urteil lautet, zitiert nach Heise.de:

"Die US-Regierungsbehörde für Cybersecurity wirft Microsoft vielfaches Versagen bei der Cybersicherheit vor und empfiehlt, die Entwicklung neuer Features für die Cloud zurückzustellen, bis substanzielle Sicherheitsverbesserungen gemacht sind."

Wegen der Auswirkungen des Vorfalls muss das Cyber Safety Review Board der CISA den Bericht zu dem Vorfall an den US-Präsidenten vorlegen. Der Abschlussbericht enthält ein vernichtendes Urteil. Erst eine "Kaskade vermeidbarer Fehler" durch Microsoft habe den Angriff überhaupt erst möglich gemacht.

Microsofts Rolle für die US Wirtschaft und Sicherheit verlange, dass das Unternehmen höchste Standards bei Sicherheit, Verantwortlichkeit und Transparenz erfülle. Jedoch habe ein weiterer gravierender Sicherheitsvorfall bei Microsoft, der in diesem Januar bekannt wurde, das Vertrauen des Cyber Safety Review Board in Microsoft weiter untergraben.

Gut, dass wir bereits seit Jahrzehnten diesem Internetgiganten kein Vertrauen entgegen bringen ... und weiterhin auf freie Open Software Programme setzen.

Mehr dazu bei https://www.heise.de/news/Klatsche-fuer-Microsoft-US-Behoerde-wirft-MS-Sicherheitsversagen-vor-9674431.html

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[wmatthewt]

Hacked, Cloned, Spoofed and Phished...

The internet is truly the wild west of modern day society. Social media, electronic communications and instant access have made daily life easier and more painful! Hacked= use a computer to gain unauthorized access to data in a system. Cloned=cloning  the process of copying the contents of one computer hard drive to another disk or to an “image” file.  Spoofed= Spoofing is a type of scam in…

[kiame-sama]

Humans Are Extinct (Yandere!TWST x fem!Reader) Monster AU pt 13

(Malleus has a full dragon form that is much larger than his Humanoid form, though he rarely uses it. The few times Malleus uses his draconic form is in combat and to hold his Hoard. As a Dragon, he receives comfort from having his Hoard with him and being able to shield his entire Hoard with his own body. In combat Malleus has less control over himself as he only really fights when there is no other choice or he is enraged enough to turn his fangs and flames on the offending party. The only time Malleus would ever deign to be in his Draconic form outside of combat or comfort would be if the members of his Hoard request it of him.)

Warnings: yandere, yandere behavior, protective behavior, aggressive behavior, cursing, poachers, case made for both sides, threats, shinigami vs dragon conflict, platonic yanderes vs platonic yandere vs romantic yanderes, Cervitaur, Crow, Shinigami, Dragon, Raiju, Vampire Bat, mention of Water Nymph, more history of my AU,

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You woke up in an increasingly familiar way with your face snuggled up in the fur between Silver's shoulder blades. The warmth was tempting to give into as the rest had been deep and peaceful, but you wondered where the others had gone. Slowly lifting your head you hummed and snuggled the warm Cervitaur. Grim was laying in the space of your neck with his tail curled over his nose.

"Ah, you're awake."

"Mhh, Silver? Where did everyone go?"

"... Lord Hades has arrived and wished to speak with you, but Lord Malleus insisted he have the chance to speak his case first. Father and Sebek have gone with him. The Headmage insists we do not interrupt the conversation and tells me they will reach out when they have finished speaking."

You sighed and lay back where you had been sprawled across the Reindeer's back, cuddling your cat friend close. Concern colored your outlook on things and you wondered if you were going to be taken away from the home you had made at the school. If push came to shove, you preferred the hell you knew over the hell you didn't.

There was a part of you that wanted to say 'screw it' and invite yourself into the conversation being had over your future, as you should have greater say than anyone else on the matter. Another part of you wondered if it was best to let Malleus deal with the situation as the Dragon was likely better versed in political talks. You weren't entirely sure what Hades was like other than what you had been told, but you hoped he would be as understanding as you needed him to be.

It was during this thinking that you realized it had been a few days since you were last able to bathe in the comfort of your home. Where you had been cleaned up after the attack and magically cleaned to go to classes, it still didn't sit well with you that you hadn't been able to take care of your own cleanliness and grooming. If anything, a nice shower to scrub off the day seemed quite tempting and may help you clear your mind to have some time alone.

Still, you couldn't get there by yourself due to your still aching leg and tender arm. To think, you had been hacked with a Headsman's Axe and stabbed with a serrated blade within days of each other. Even so, the idea of having time to yourself to just relax in some hot water was a tempting one.

"Silver, I want a shower. Can we go back to Ramshackle?"

"Of course."

Silver carefully got up, keeping you and Grim in place on his back. Luckily the blanket you had been using was small enough that Silver could just take it with you. You didn't even have to adjust as he got down from the large nest, both you and Grim still cozy beneath the blanket. Part of you was tempted to just slip off into sleep again as the rhythmic click of his hooves on the ground served as a fine melody.

Students who lived in Diasomnia only spared a quick glance in your direction before getting out of Silver's way. All of them acutely aware of how seriously their dorm leader took your safety and how seriously Silver would take your safety as a result. Some were curious, but none dared to approach or bother the Cervitaur for their curiosity.

All you wanted was that bit of time alone and felt almost happy to know Silver was a natural deterrent for the curious students. Grim had yet to wake, even with being jostled and continued to nap in your arms as you lay across the Reindeer's back.

~•§•~

"So as you see, Lord Hades, though it is not an ideal arrangement, it would be improper to remove her from where she is comfortable and a crime to threaten the removal of a Hoard member of a Dragon."

The large Shinigami contemplated these words in silence, his tired eyes far too alert and sharp for comfort. Though this was an ancient being, even the weathering of time could not take away the razor sharp intelligence and strong morals from the Shinigami. Time could rob him of everything else, but it would never rob him of his wits and strength.

Despite being in his smaller form, the Shinigami towered over the others and was just as intimidating as he would be in his original large form. When the Shinigami moves others get out of his way.

"And this talk of poachers?"

"She would be threatened by poachers everywhere regardless of who it is protecting her. Better she be somewhere she is comfortable than take her somewhere new and still have to face the dangers of poaching."

"She would not be under such threat on the Isle of Woe."

There was truth in the Shinigami's words as the ancient being was solely in control of who entered his lands or not. The Isle was the only place that poachers would not be able to infiltrate regardless of effort or time dedicated. It was the ideal safe-space for a species that had already gone extinct such as Humans.

"Yes, she would be."

Malleus' interruption was odd as the Dragon was usually well spoken towards those of equal or greater standing than himself. Naturally, Hades was of the mind that everything the Dragon says should be taken with his own personal attachment to the Human in mind.

"How do you figure, child?"

"You cherished Humans and protected them before they died out, many of your kin did not. Who's to say that your own kin won't turn on her themselves? Young Ortho's disabilities are the direct result of Shinigami turning against family. Who's to say others won't do the same?"

"You make a vaild point, but the truth still stands; this is not a safe enough place to keep the last member of a contested species. All attempts at maintaining any semblance of safety have been thwarted by poachers looking to line their pockets."

"Then make it one."

"Speak again, child, I don't believe I understood you properly the first time."

"You say it isn't safe enough for her to stay here? Then make it safe for her. She is happy enough here and finds comfort in the presence of those she has befriended. If you can't do that much and insist on taking her from here, my Hoard and I will follow where she goes."

Hades actually cracked a smile at this, pleased with the Dragon's determination to keep and protect the Human in question. He had previously figured the young Dragon was only acting on instinct to keep that which was selfishly Hoarded away by a beast whose wings were too small for his ego. Now he could see that the Dragon was willing to uproot his own comfort to follow where his beloved Human goes regardless of how the choice panned out.

"You are determined to keep her, this is clear. How can I trust your Hoard won't turn on her either?"

"We have slept in the same nest since my child of man arrived at Night Raven. Lilia, my own teacher and first Hoard member, has guarded myself long enough for me to know his feelings on the matter. Silver and Sebek are my retainers and have acted as such for (Y/n) since her arrival. Sebek is newer to the Hoard, I conceed that, but he is no less protective of her."

Hades hummed at this, turning to look at two of the mentioned Hoard members. The Vampire Bat was a familiar face and Hades himself had heard of the Bat before. The Raiju was not a familiar face, but it was clear by the way he stood that he was currently standing on guard for the Dragon he protected. As humorous as it was to think a Dragon needed protection from anything, the Raiju clearly took the task seriously and even tried to stare down the elder Shinigami.

"Tell me, child, do you know why Humans need to be protected?"

"They are fragile and magicless."

"Yes, but do you know the way other species interact with Humans and why it can be so dangerous?"

"I don't believe I follow."

Hades stood now, his hands clasped behind his back as he walked to one of the windows nearby and looked out at the campus. He knew much of Humans, having been the primary benefactor and protector of the species he loved so deeply. There were many truths lost to time about the soft species, but Hades still remembered it as clear as the day he first encountered the odd simian-species.

"Humans are addictive. I don't mean in a poetic way either, Humans are truly addictive to many species. To the species that befriended them, Humans became an emotional addiction due to their own ability to cover their emotions and even model their emotions around those among them. To the species that ate their flesh, they were physically addictive and drove many- such as the early Gnolls- into a hunger driven state of madness that could only be curbed by partaking in consumption. For those that loved them and embraced them as mates, the very feel of their bodies and the emotional support they provided became addictive. Why do you think so many Fae were in such a state of mourning after the extinction of Humans? Why do you think so many Unicorns are desperate to have a Human in their life? Why do you think I took so much of my own time and resources to shelter them in my home?"

He now turned back to the group that watched him curiously, his old eyes noticing the way the Bat Fae averted his gaze. The Bat knew the addictive qualities of Humans and still sought to be around this new Human because it harkened back to his memories of Humans long since departed. Lilia had first-hand experience of how addictive it was to stay in the presence of a Human and be shown the coveted affection of those Humans. Despite the threat of addiction to this new Human, Lilia casually sauntered into forming a friendship and potentially more with the Human and knowingly allowed himself to be pulled in.

"Your teacher knows of what I speak. I know this addiction well and I know others are susceptible to it. Even you, in all your magic and power, are subject to the Human caused addiction. I would see Humans brought back to this world and treated properly by all in Twisted Wonderland, but many would see the destruction of this last Human to be the end of an age of obsession. Even now, we cherish and cling to the remnants of a species that was too weak to survive among us on their own, yet too treasured to be forgotten."

He moved back around the long conference table and towards the Dragon who tried so hard to convince him to keep the Human. There were many variables and this Human was certainly a treasure among treasures, but would the Dragon be able to stop himself from becoming addicted as well, or would he saunter into it the same way his teacher and advisor had?

"Can you say with confidence that you can protect her from the many addicts looking for their next fix? Can you assert that you can keep her safe from those that crave her very presence and flesh because of their driven need for her? Can you swear to me that your own addiction will not cloud your judgement to make decisions in her best interest and not your own? If you can, I will aid you in her protection. If you can't, I will remove her from the situation she has unknowingly entered and you will not see her again. Even if I must declare war on Briar Valley to do so, I am still able to say with certainty what would be best for her as a Human in a world of addicts. So, what say you, little Dragon prince? Can you swear to me that all you say is true?"

"..."

~•§•~

Your shower was much needed and felt like it washed off more than just the weight of the day. Silver insisted on getting you a stool to sit on so you wouldn't strain your leg by standing on it and insisted on keeping guard outside the door. The time alone was a relief as at least the Cervitaur respected your request for privacy.

Ortho had been thrilled to see you again and wanted to show you all he and Idia had done to improve your home, only backing off when you promised to take a look once you were done bathing. Luckily for you, the Shinigami was quick to agree and even tried apologizing to you for involving his ancestor the way he did. Grim assured you he would take a look at all the new things added to your home while you bathed and tell you if it was satisfactory or not.

Idia was thrilled to have the little cat-beast volunteer as it was clear the Shinigami was fond of felines. You felt comfortable enough to let the Shinigami brothers keep an eye on Grim while you bathed.

Now, as you dried off, rewrapped your wounds, and pulled on the clothes Silver left out for you, you felt more at peace with the situation you found yourself in. The clothes you were given were actually unfamiliar, as you didn't remember having the loose fit pants or the flowy shirt in your wardrobe, but you didn't have much in your wardrobe anyway. You vaguely wondered if you could convince Malleus and another Housewarden to accompany you to find clothing more your style. Of course, this also meant that you had to aquire enough funds to purchace the clothing you wanted.

"(Y/n)," Silver knocked on the bathroom door, "you've gone quiet. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just thinking."

"Do you need assistance wrapping your bandages?"

"Nope. I'm fine."

"Let me know if that changes."

You sighed softly, knowing it would be rare to have time to yourself but also knowing there was reason behind the almost intrusive protective behavior of those around you. If those Wolves had managed to learn about your collar enough to remove them during the attack, then others would no doubt have the same advantage. In some ways you cursed the Water Nymph for his stupid act of telling the world about you, but in some ways you recognized that if he hadn't done it someone else likely would have. He just had the misfortune of doing it first.

When you emerged from the washroom, you were not too surprised to see Silver laying outside the door. He had taken to laying down in order to help you climb onto his back as you still technically weren't supposed to walk around without aid just yet. Even as you climbed onto the back of the Reindeer, he was careful when he stood as he didn't want to jostle you too much.

"Hooman!"

Grim called out, jumping from the banister railing across from you and up into your arms. The little beast didn't seem overly upset or bothered, so you figured he just missed you. If anything, your view of Grim had become rather motherly as it was clear the young cat-beast had taken a shining to you and sought you out for comfort.

"Flames has something he wants to talk with us about. I think you should hear him out because he's actually kinda smart and the things he says don't really make sense but are good enough to believe!"

The softest of chuckles escaped you as Silver began carefully making his way down the staircase to the main common area of the dorm. You assumed that was where Ortho and Idia were waiting for you, as that was the main hub where they set up most of various device feeds to display. New curtains added over the large windows of the room had been drawn to block out a good portion of natural light. Screens were shoved wherever they would fit and all seemed to be displaying something different.

Both brothers were sitting on your couch and holding controllers, playing what seemed to be a cooperative two person game. When Silver walked in, Idia was quick to pause the game much to Ortho's dismay before he noticed you as well.

"Nee-san!"

Ortho cheered and hopped up, only the slightest stiffness in his mechanical limbs giving away his more limited range of motion. Idia stood, holding one arm and biting the sleeve of the other as you approached. It was clear the Shinigami was still nervous around you, but he seemed less stressed than he had been when you first met him.

"Hey, (Y/n), you- uh... You alright?"

"Been better."

"I figured after everything that happened... I do want to say sorry for not protecting you enough. We got assigned as your guards and you were injured that very first day. Absolute fumble on our part."

Idia sighed, letting go of his sleeve and somewhat swaying as he tried to avoid locking eyes with you. He was clearly anxious, but still trying to talk to you directly despite that feeling of stress inside of him.

"Well, I don't wanna drop this bomb on you too quickly, but we need to talk about those poachers."

"What's there to talk about? They're dead."

"But the one who hired them isn't."

"What?"

Idia gestured awkwardly to the couch as if he wanted you to sit first. Silver was quick to help you off of his back and onto the soft cushions, standing guard nearby despite not needing to in the comfort of your own dorm.

"I have reason to believe someone high up is trying to game the system an put a hit out on you. Real scumbag no-GG full of themselves type person."

"Wait, why do you think someone hired the Wolves?"

Idia turned to the large screen- a new addition among many others likely made by the brothers- and tapped what seemed to be a blue hologram keyboard in front of him. You were somewhat entranced by the movement of his flame hair and magic now that you could see both on clear display in front of you. The gemstones on his cheeks caught the light of his hair and almost made the Shinigami glitter in the low light of the room. He was surprisingly beautiful.

"I was reviewing the information about your attack and noticed some things. I hope it doesn't freak you out, but I have cameras all over Night Raven College and even a few in the forests. I don't- I can't really- I have issues with others and interacting with them. That's why I don't go to my classes, I just record them and show up for tests..."

He glanced at you then back at the screens again, his grey toned skin almost seeming to have a bit more color to it while he spoke to you.

"Those poachers went after Grim first. The one you value most and the one out of the two of you who can use magic. Then they went after your collar which tells me they knew the purpose it serves. Only those told about the collars should have known what purpose they served."

"So did one of the Housewardens hire them?"

"I thought so at first, but then I realized Headmage Crowley had to tell the various scientists and representatives what steps he was taking to ensure your safety. Looking at the lists of those who have come to Sage Island, I found more than a few whose theories on Humans would be called into question by your existence. To them, it would be better if you were gone. There were even a few who may have political motivations and that's why they hired the more beastly appearing Wolves to hunt you down instead of any other species. On top of all of this, they knew to drive Leona away from the school and deeper into the woods. You would have died of your injuries before you reached the villages and towns in the valley below the school."

"Okay, so why didn't they know about Malleus then?"

"It's kind of an unspoken rule among the Fae variants that one should not tell anyone another Fae's business. Headmage Crowley is a Crow Harpy Fae, he wouldn't dare say anything about another Fae. The Housewardens know Malleus has taken you as a Hoard member. The representatives and scientists? They would have no clue. The Wolves didn't know about Malleus and they were killed for it, but they knew about your collars."

You were surprised and shocked by the logical conclusions of the Shinigami and it did make sense. It had bothered you that the poachers knew about your collar, but you had avoided thinking about them and only now realized how odd it was they knew about them.

"None of the students here have a reason to hire the poachers. I did suspect that Water Nymph Cater for it at first, but that guy is a wreck right now and hasn't posted on Magicam since the day he took those pictures of you. He's way too deep in his feels to have hired the Wolves and he had a mental breakdown when he heard you were attacked. Talk about trying to tank when you main dps."

"Crowley said the representatives are going to come to Night Raven soon and talk about my safety at the school..."

"So they probably planned the attack to make Crowley look incompetent and get rid of you in one swoop. I've already told Papa Hades about it and he agrees that someone is controling the poachers behind the scenes. That's why he's here now. If we can find the one who hired the poachers, we can prove this whole thing is a sham to get to you or Crowley."

"So he doesn't want to take me away?"

"He does think you'll be safer on the Isle of Woe, but Papa Hades isn't an idiot or cruel. He wouldn't go against your wishes even for his own peace of mind unless he thought it would save your life. Try to cut the old man some slack, he did love Humans, you know? He has been asking about you since the moment Ortho told him you were here."

"Papa Hades?"

"It's- he prefers to be called that as our ancestor and his Humans used to call him that. Honestly, it would mean the world to him if you called him 'Papa Hades' as well. Just so you know."

You stood in silence for a moment before there was a heavy knock at the door. Silver was quick to trot over and answer it himself instead of letting you walk to the door to answer it. He seemed to have a quick word with whoever it was before someone very similar to Idia entered with Crowley, Malleus, Lilia, and Sebek.

"Hello, little one."

[x0401x]

Hi, guys. It’s been a while.

I’m very sorry for being gone for some time without prior warning. It wasn’t an intentional absence. I wasn’t really on hiatus, just had to take some time off because a string of really bad occurrences have been happening to me these past months.

I don’t wanna upset anyone, so from this point on, read at your own discretion.

First thing that happened is… I’ve lost a very dear childhood friend to a car accident. Been mourning for a while now but still haven’t completely moved on.

Second thing is my computer died on me. I’ve managed to find out the problem and fix it. Also did a full back-up of my stuff.

Immediately after that, I found out that my main email address and password had been leaked in a data breach. My email got hacked.

This one was a scare. Probably the most stressful one I’ve ever had, since I use this email for everything, including Tumblr.

I did manage to get my account back, but found out that the hacker had set a rule in my email to automatically forward every mail I receive to a suspicious address. Outlook was stopping these attempts, so thankfully none of the information was delivered to the hacker.

Apparently, that’s a common thing that they do. The more you know, I guess. I found the rule and disabled/deleted it.

This seems to have been the only thing that the hacker did. I guess I was incredibly lucky that they didn’t just lock me out of my account, but I’m not gonna lie, I’m still scared.

I’m seriously considering doing a back-up of my blog, just in case anything bad happens again and I end up losing my email address. I’m aware that the back-up through Tumblr takes literal days to complete, but it’s the only way to do a full back-up.

So I was just wondering… do I have to leave my computer on in order to do this back-up? I don’t think it’s necessary, but I’m asking just in case.

Welp, that’s about it. I’m really sorry for being suddenly gone. I’m still mourning and freaking out at the same time, but gradually getting better. Would appreciate if anyone could answer the question above!

I’m going to come back little by little. Love you all very much!

[brotherwtf]

Maybe buck taking care of sick bucky…? There’s a lot of fics the other way round but I think it’s sweet to see buck doing too

omg Buck would dote on Bucky so much it ain't even funny at this point lmao

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When John woke up with a hacking cough, Gale tried to ignore his protests of "I'm fine" and force him to stay at home in bed. They weren't as convincing when his voice was shot to all hell and he could barely get a sentence out before coughing again, though.

Despite Gale's best efforts, John still went to work that day and Gale waited anxiously by the phone in case someone called to come get him.

It was around noon when the phone finally rang throughout the house and Gale ran to pick it up. A woman with a nasally voice speaks when Gale answers.

"Is this Gale Cleven?" She asks, sounding bored and uninterested.

Gale huffs out something that sounds like an affirmation and she continues.

"It's Mr. Egan, he's not doing too great and told me to call his emergency contact--"

She's not able to finish her sentence before Gale hangs up the phone and practically bolts out the door and towards their truck. The whole drive to the bar Gale is cursing under his breath at just how stupid John must be for going to work when he's clearly sick.

When he arrives, he darts into the bar and finds John slumped over at a table, forehead resting on his pillowed arms. Gale shakes his head but can't help the smile that spreads across his face. He walks over and places a hand on his shoulder, smiling when John jolts and looks up at him. His face is flushed red and his forehead is clammy, and Gale shakes his head.

"Come on, Bucky. Let's get you home," Gale says, dragging John away from the table and into their truck.

He bids a quiet 'thank you' to the very tired looking woman standing at the bar and gently guides John to the car. He looks worse than this morning, but Gale doesn't have the heart to chew him out quite yet.

John lolls his head in the passenger seat as they drive home and mutters things to himself, some that Gale catches but most just incoherent mumbling.

"... much worse during the war... I'll be fine," John huffs when Gale wrestles him out of the car again.

Gale has half a mind to start chewing him out now, saying things like that, but the way John smiles stupidly up at him makes all of the words die on his tongue.

He's able to maneuver John into their bed with some shushing and drags the covers over him. He places a hand on John's forehead and tenses at how hot it is. John was in no place to be working at all.

"Will I live, doc?" John groans, leaning into Gale's touch and smirking gently.

Gale smiles down at him, running a hand through his sweaty curls.

"Outlook not so good, Bucky. I prescribe you to a whole week of bed rest before you even think about working again," Gale mutters and John shakes his head.

"Darn. Well I sure got the prettiest nurse to help me heal, when do you get off of work, doll?" John asks and Gale rolls his eyes before leaving his bedside and wandering to the kitchen.

He heats up some chicken broth he finds in the pantry and throws some plain crackers in his arms before venturing back to his and John's room.

John has moved around until he's on his stomach, somehow wrapping the entire blanket around his legs and shoving the pillow off of the bed. His eyes are open, but barely, and Gale walks over with a silent laugh.

"Come on Bucky, you gotta eat something before you go to sleep," Gale says, coaxing John back up until he's sitting against the bed frame.

Gale pushes his hair back again, sitting on the side of the bed and spoon feeding John chicken broth and crackers until John pushes him away.

"Don't wanna get you sick," John mutters, laying back down and burying his face into the pillow he had shoved onto the floor.

Gale shakes his head and sits more comfortably in the crook of Johns body, gently massaging John's scalp and toying with his hair. It makes his eyes droop and his breathing get steadier.

"I'm not going anywhere, John," Gale whispers, and smiles when John falls asleep beneath him.

omg this was so soft to write, thank you so much anon!!

[anxresi]

A Short Zoe Rant Cos I Is Bored

The ONLY way Zoe would’ve been remotely acceptable in the show is if she’d been introduced MUCH earlier.

Like, the very first season.

Show her as a ‘counterpoint’ to Bully Chloe as one who is actually bullied, and how being raised in a completely different country & continent can influence one’s behavior & outlook.

Maybe she can have a few cameo scenes until she’s a full-time regular, show her chatting on the phone to her dad, sending letters to her sister etc.

Then, when she eventually DOES turn up later, give her more personality than ‘feel sorry for me, oh and btw I’m a lesbian’. Not everyone has to fall hard for her the minute she appears, and if you ARE going to make her a superhero, don’t give her the miraculous in her second ever episode!

And Mr Astruc wonders where these accusations of favoritism come from, when all this coincides with Chloe’s sudden descent from being a semi-complex character to a raving lunatic sociopath? Anyway…

Have Zoe perform some actual function in the show: like, give her a pivotal role in her sister’s redemption. Let her have some negative traits, apart from I-don’t know-how-special-I-truly-am (a common trait of badly written Mary Sues). Don’t let the finality of her character arc be a single pink streak in her hair(!) (talk about lack of ambition).

A few other ideas: Give her a girlfriend crush who ISN’T Marinette, because not everything has to revolve around Baker Girl. Quit putting words in the mouths of other characters how ‘perfect’ she is to manipulate and influence the young audience, it’s distracting and annoying.

Basically, the only thing I’d keep about her in her current incarnation are her shoes, which are pretty groovy TBH. Everything else can be ditched, including her name (Too close to ‘Chloe’ idk… I think something like ‘Arabelle’ would suit her) and design, (again, too similar to Baker Girl)

But, as anyone with half a brain cell would’ve figured out by now, she was only created as a flawless counterpoint to you-know-who so Mr Astruc and his lovable team of hacks wouldn’t have to do any real development on Chloe… they gave us a ready-made, blandly nicey-nice ‘cute’ replacement to just simper away in the background without doing anything of value and contributing the grand total of nothing to the dynamic of S4 onwards.

And seeing as how S4 is generally seen by a lot of people as the beginning of a steep decline in quality of the show, I guess she’s in good company.

Welcome to the dumpster fire, Zoe. We have cake! 🔥 🧁

[this-world-of-beautiful-monsters]

Hi, I've reblogged other posts discussing this, but I thought it might be good making my own post with links to various sources suggesting that

Anonymous Sudan is probably lying through their teeth about their motivations; they are most likely affiliated with Russia and are not associated with Sudan. They are currently communicating in Arabic and Sudanese, but seem to have spoken in Russian before someone wondered why the fuck a seemingly Sudanese group was speaking Russian.

This is not the first time this group has attacked American territory; there were early Microsoft outages in early June. These attack seems to have ceased after appearing intermittently for while and I'm pretty sure Microsoft is currently running okay, although of course they still have more resources than ao3's volunteer staff.

The attack is possibly motivated by political forces, but it seems to be more about U.S-Russian shit than homophobia, considering their range of past targets, not that anything is certain with these fuckheads.

Microsoft was told to pay ransom (like I think ao3 might be being told now) but I couldn't find anything suggesting that they did.

The important thing if you want to find out more is to keep looking shit up and see what overlaps from a lot of different sources, since this is a fluid situation, and to not trust a word AS says about what they want and what they're capable of.

If anyone who knows anything about hacking shit wants to chime in, please feel free!

[slutneto]

i will say it out loud and it will be my last succ post in history.

remember when shiv said 'love is all of those ugly things. like fear. jealousy. revenge. control. and i cannot hack that. i don't want that'. and tom was like 'yeah sure. it's all bullshit. but that's love. and i love you' and this THIS clash in outlook on love is what killed them (is still killing them)?

but tomgreg. tomgreg is built on those things. on tom's jealousy. on his possessiveness and greed and control over greg. and the difference is... greg does not hate that. he finds safety and stability in it. perhaps even comfort. because if tom has him. if he is tom's. then he will protect him and never let go of what's his.

that's why tomshiv are not able to forgive each other the various betrayals, abuse, and backstabbings, but tomgreg come out of them stronger than before each and every time.

[jentledaisies]

NOW LOADING. . . THE FIRST KISS

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✎ in which you share a kiss and fall deeper into her fairytail WARNINGS .ᐟ ⤷ Stockholm Syndrome, unhealthy relationships, accidental kisses (it's all consensual dw), mentions of the mafia, violence, & blood (nothing graphic)

disclaimer: This is not in any way shape or form a representation of Jisoo, Jennie, Rosè, Lisa, or Blackpink as a whole. All reactions, actions, thoughts, words, and general emotions are fiction and created by me. The behavior shown in these reactions is toxic and unhealthy, but fantasized in a romantic way for simply that, fantasy. None of this should be taken seriously or sought after in real life, or performed. please do not romanticize this behavior/mindset in real life as it is unhealthy and toxic, and if you or anyone you know is in such an environment, should be taken out of the said situation immediately. Again, this blog is purely fiction, and all acts taken place in this blog should remain so. ↳ None of my characters, yandere or otherwise, will ever nor would ever perform, act, or consider sexual activities of any sort without consent. full stop. Any and all sexual acts are done with the full consent of all parties taking place. i will never, ever, ever write otherwise or even consider writing otherwise.

[KIM JISOO]

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It had been two weeks since that day when you accepted the relationship with Jisoo. And for a whole week, everything was great! In fact, everything was still great and Jisoo showered you with love every chance she got, working hard to get you to love her as well. But over the course of the last seven days, she no longer got the chance to. You would tend to wake up pretty early in the morning as you loved seeing the sunrise, Jisoo would already be out of the house by that time, leaving a note about an important meeting. Sometimes you waited up to welcome her home but would fall asleep on the couch after the clock hit midnight. The only way you even knew she came home was that you woke up in your own bed with a note with a simple frowny face next to you.

And on the days she did come home? She'd storm upstairs into her office, the only room you were never allowed in. Some days, her fellow member and gang leader, Jennie, would also come with her, softly greeting you and sending you a smile before joining your girlfriend in the office, anxious murmurs coming through the doors late into the night. Two other members, Lisa and Rosé, also would join the other two often, but usually, those days were filled with heated arguments coming from the room. Loud thumps and slams coming from the room, sounds of the members hitting the floors or walls with anger. One time gunshots rang out, and from then on, you made all the members lock their guns into a safe before entering to office.

Jisoo made an effort to spend time with you, of course, but whenever she would sit with you while you read, she'd be typing away furiously at her laptop. Any words that may have been born into the air were shot down by her, demanding peace as she hacked away. Even the TV wasn't allowed to be on, and if it was, it had to be muted so she could focus.

If you were being completely honest, you were starting to feel lonely. After letting Jisoo into your heart you found out she truly was cold-hearted, yet she still cared for you. She had grown on you, despite her rude and pessimistic outlook. She'd care for you with that cold heart of hers, and warmth was rare, but you weren't expecting that. She loved and cared for you in her own way and that made you care for her the same. With that care you felt however, you had grown more and more curious about her job.

You knew she was in the mafia, it didn't take a genius to figure that out, she came home drenched in blood almost every day. You knew that she was a hacker, she had told you this after taking you, wanting to be honest with you. And, recently, due to her newly busy schedule, you found out that she was sort of the hacking leader, and one of the inner members with the other three girls that visited. And yet, you found yourself not caring, only wanting to find a way to help her relax, to show her your care for her even a little.

So when you had heard her let out a frustrated scream whilst in her office and you were about to start cooking, you came up with a brilliant plan. See, because Jisoo was so busy, she didn't get to eat with you, instead, she'd come downstairs and grab her portion of the food you made (after Jisoo found out your joy for cooking, she let Mi-Rae go) and would dash back to her study. It truly was the worst part about this, you had come to really enjoy sitting with her, whether it be over food or drinks.

It had started snowing yesterday, coating Seoul in the icy white powder, and with the large penthouse you lived in, the view was beautiful. You had made hot cocoa last night while waiting for Jisoo and you just watched the snowfall onto the lights of the city, it was truly a calming sight. So, with the idea of cozying up to Jisoo with some hot cocoa as the snow created a white halo on the world, you start making the warm drinks.

Jisoo doesn't look up as her door silently opens, but her annoyed groan lets you know that she knows you're there.

"Darling, I distinctly remember telling you not to come in here." Her voice is cold and the word 'Darling' sounds more like a scolding than a pet name.

"I- uh- I saw the snow and I just thought, maybe we could watch it together and maybe cuddle?" Your voice is shaky and timid as you speak, now second-guessing your actions. She lets out a harsh scoff at your offer while signing another paper and placing it on the completed pile.

"Watch the snow? Cuddle? My darling, take a look at the work I have to do. We can do those later when I'm not in the middle of helping Jennie negotiate a potential gang war." She proceeds to scribble her signature onto another paper, grabbing another as she places that one away.

Feeling a little bolder you step a little further into the darkroom, “I know you have a lot of work, but dear, you need a break, you've been working so hard, slaving away at the computers, a five-minute break won't hurt you. Come watch the snow with me, let your mind clear a bit.”

Another harsh laugh leaves her lips as she mocks you. “I’m busy. Stop bothering me and go watch the snow alone. That’s final.”

Your shoulders deflate but you nod silently before realizing she’s not even looking at you. You still walk forward until you're standing next to her at her desk and place the cup of cocoa next to her. She presses a light kiss on your arm next to her head in thanks and you smile knowing that even though she was harsh, she still loved you just the same. However, you assume she thought you had moved away after you pulled your hand back, but you had wanted to give her a hug instead, leaning down as she turned to stand up. Your lips press together in an awkward smush, noses clashing and eyes widening as you both realize the kiss currently happening.

Jisoo pulls away after a flash of a second, her eyes widening in panic as she grows afraid. Sure, the two of you had grown much more affectionate in the past couple of weeks, hugs being shared here and there, and even on very special occasions, kisses on the cheek. Before Jisoo can worry even more about overstepping your boundaries, you grab her by the back of her neck and pull her in for a real kiss this time. She freezes for a moment, but that hesitance leaves her in a flash.

Her arms are wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer, her lips devouring your own as though she was a woman starved. Her lips discover your own with fervent enthusiasm, her hands a vice grip on your waist, pulling you flush to her. You also find yourself falling into the viper hold her kisses held before a fantastic idea crossed your mind.

You allowed yourself to indulge in the poisonous aphrodisia until the two of you pulled away for air. A coy smirk formed on your lips, and you escaped her arms to run so that the desk was in-between the both of you. Jisoo is snapped out of the daze the kisses had put her in, and she looks panicked before seeing your smug look and hearing the words coming from your mouth.

"I'll give you more kisses if you agree to take a break with me."

She rolled her eyes, "Five minutes."

"Make that ten and you can have those kisses."

She grumbled a little under her breath before stepping up into your space, her lips ghosting over yours once again. "Very well, Darling. I'll let you have this small victory."

Your eyes flutter closed at her sensual tone and as soon as she finished her sentence, her lips once again crash onto yours. It's only moments before you're pulling away, a teasing smile on your face as you waltz out of the room with your mug of cocoa.

"Don't forget to grab your cocoa! I worked very hard on it!" You sang over your shoulder.

"Yes Dear, I'm sure it was very difficult to pour the powder into the hot milk." She scoffed but grabbed her drink anyway and followed you out the door, a fond smile ghosting her lips.

[KIM JENNIE]

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Jennie is a sweetheart. That much is undeniable. When she’ll take care of you when you’re in a bad mood by bringing you loads of your favorite foods, doing all your favorite activities with you, even if she hates how ‘cute’ you think the main girl in your favored tv series is. She’ll drive hours to bring you a piece of your hometown when you are feeling homesick; food or maybe flowers from your favorite shop growing up, Mrs. Jang’s special black bean noodles that never taste like other places. She’ll ensure you’re happy and cozy, And for as cozy and content you were...you weren't happy. Jennie was sweet, that was true, but now that you said yes to having a relationship, it felt like she was simply trying to buy you into loving her. It didn't feel right.

Now you loved that she tried to bring you pieces of your home, you really did, but that wasn't all she bought. I mean, that was really only a small portion of what she bought. The newest makeup line from all the luxury brands that she could find, they laid on your vanity and took up all the space in the drawers, there's an entire room in the apartment, filled with everything that couldn't fit, and besides the products you use in your daily routine, (and a couple you just found really pretty and wanted to try) they were all unopened. It made you feel quite guilty just having them, yet Jennie ignores your protests always.

You had needed to get a new wardrobe, given how she had essentially kidnapped you, and you had pointed out three outfits from a magazine ad. Three. The next day she brought in the entire line for that season and the unreleased next two. And from there, she kept buying and buying and buying. And while you did enjoy getting new clothes, a luxury you didn't have often before meeting her, it was quite overwhelming to suddenly have more clothes than the biggest department store.

It was all very sweet, in theory. But you no longer felt like she cared about actually winning your affections, only buying them. She'd spend all day at work, possibly getting hurt, and she'd never even tell you. There would be days when you'd only see her for maybe ten minutes. But when you did see her, even for ten minutes, she's gifting you thousands, if not millions, of dollars in clothes, makeup, jewelry, food, etc. Just seeing the amount of money she spent on you, hoping to make you love her, made you feel sick to your stomach.

It was another night like this, Jennie was out working, and you had fallen asleep somewhere after midnight, worry taking you out. It wasn't like you had a phone to call her or even text her, you were just left worrying for her. Falling asleep was hard, and yet you were able to manage it...by wearing a sweater you stole from her closet. It was laughable really, how attached you had managed to become to her, your kidnapper. Or was she your savior? She did save you from that horrible life as a captive under watch.

Soft shoves wake you from your slumber, in which you debated the moral greyness of your girlfriend, only to wake up to her wide smiling face. Sleep blurred your eyes, but you could still see how dark it was outside the windows as you sat up.

"Jennie? Did you just get in? What time is it?" You go to rub at your eye but she grabs your hand and yanks you out of your bed before you can.

"Ah no, I actually got off work a couple hours ago but then I caught onto something and I had to get it. It's 3am, Love." She was practically vibrating as she gives little hops, her smile wide. Now that you were a little more awake thanks to the shock of her pulling you out of bed, you noticed the large cut on her cheekbone, held together with a bandage soaked in red.

"Oh no! Did you fall asleep in my hoodie because you ran out of things to wear? It's good I ordered new ones for you then. They'll arrive tomorrow but in the meantime try this on, I want to see if I should get you the collection." Jennie shoves a bundle of silk in your arms, turning you to face the bathroom and pushing you towards it.

"No, wait..." You turn to face Jennie again but she gasps before you can speak.

"Oh! Don't forget these!" And suddenly there's a pair of heels on top of the clothes and you're being pushed into the bathroom, the door shutting before you can even register it.

With a sigh you strip and change into the dress, you hated to say it, but it looked stunning on you. And the gloves she had given you worked amazingly with them. There was no way in hell you'd put heels on right now. You step out of the bathroom, arms crossed over your chest and a frown on your face, but Jennie looks elated nonetheless.

"Oh, it looks perfect! I mean, of course, it does, what am I saying? It's you. Ah, but you should really try the shoes on with it-"

"Ok, stop!" Jennie froze at your yell, looking surprised as you moved forward so you're standing in front of her. "It's 3am, there will be no heels right now. So, instead, how about telling me what's going on? You weren't like this before. You had me for four months, and you never acted as distant as you are now, no matter how I tried to get away."

"Love, I have no idea what you're talking about. I just want to spoil you." Jennie scoffed nervously, twirling a piece of hair between her fingers, until you step so close to her that your breaths mingle, your eyes glaring at her.

"Don't fucking lie to me, Jennie, I agreed to be your girlfriend, not your sugar baby." You nearly growled, letting out a sigh and stepping back when her face dropped. "I just- this isn't the you I saw for the first four months, and I'm not trying to say that in four months I suddenly knew everything about you but, I don't think you worked so hard on winning me over just to play dress up."

Jennie looks down, her hands folding behind her back.

"Do you want us to stop this? Give you more time to get used to me?"

"No!" Her head snaps up, arms coming to circle your waist and pull you flush to her in seconds, her eyes teary. "Don't ever say you're gonna leave me. Don't ever leave me."

Your eyes searched hers, your chests rising and falling and your breath mingling with hers and falling over your lips. It took a minute, but realizing the position the two of you were in, Jennie drops her arms and takes a step back from you with a small 'Sorry'.

"Then tell me what's going on then. What happened?"

"I-I just." Jennie stutters a bit, her voice faltering. "Everyone I've ever known, aside from my sisters, have only ever feared me. Even my own mafia members, as loyal as they are, are afraid of me. And anyone I've ever loved as more has only ever loved my money. And I definitely don't want you to ever fear me, I want you to love me."

She looks ashamed of herself, her cheeks puffed cutely as she trails off. And suddenly it makes total sense! She doesn't believe anyone will love her romantically unless she buys them into staying. And she just wants you to stay with her. You can basically feel as you melt at her words and cute persona. You knew who she was, what she was like, her reputation and power, and consequently her wealth. So how could you possibly be so naive to ignore the possibilities of how that affected her in her personal life? You frown in guilt at her seemingly wilted form, frowning in a pout as she holds back tears in embarrassment. You step forward after the first sniff, your hands coming up to cup her cheeks so she looks at you.

"You don't need to buy me, Jen, I like you. I want you to be my girlfriend. And yeah, I like gifts every now and then, but at this point, it feels like a transaction, not a relationship."

"B-But I can get you whatever you want! I can buy you anything! Really! So don't worry about anything else and just- just stay with me. Please." Jennie begs you, her frown heavy.

"Oh, Jen..." You brush your thumb over her cheek, making that split decision in that very second to step forward and press your lips to hers. She responds immediately, her lips gentle on yours and her hands soft, like she was holding herself back. It was soft and gentle, and though you knew it wouldn't stay that way, that she'd turn back into the possessive woman who stole you away all for herself, you found yourself smiling at the thought of that. At the thought of truly and totally being hers. Suddenly, as her lips were pressed to yours in a sweet, addicting, kiss, you didn't think that would be a bad thing. You found yourself wanting her to own you.

[PARK CHAEYOUNG / ROSÉ]

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Rain. Chaeyoung hated the rain. She fucking despised it with everything in her. It was cold and wet and made it way too difficult for her to do her job. I mean, she was still able to carry out all missions, solo and otherwise, successfully and achieve everything as normal, but the rain created so many difficulties for her. It's seen as weird in the mafia world, but all the leaders of BP cared deeply for their members, and the rain created dangerous situations during all missions. Every day when she came home she was soaked, her clothes drenched, any blood that had gotten on her dripping down with the water onto the floor, that was just awkward to explain to the cleaning employees. And yet, every single fucking day when it's raining, her girlfriend can be found opening all curtains and windows, the marble floors becoming soaked from the rain blowing in. She loved her, that wasn't a debate but fuck was this habit of yours annoying as hell. Especially when you decide to sit and watch the floor get soaked isn't enough. You feel the need to get up, play music, and dance in the rain.

Why the fuck did you feel the need to do that? Chaeyoung didn't know.

Like now. It's 7am, why were you dancing on the balcony when you woke up two minutes ago? Her working theory was that you were either stupid or a psycho.

"Sweets? What are you doing? Come inside." Chaeyoung calls out to you from inside the apartment, adjusting the guns in her holster as she gets ready to go to work.

"Why? It's so nice out here!" You twirled around, your pajamas sticking to your body like glue. "Come dance with me! You definitely can't drive right now."

Chaeyoung lets out a small smile as you slip, little, gorgeous giggles falling from you as you do. Lightning flashes in the sky above you, thunder rumbling like a drum making Chaeng a little worried but you keep dancing anyway. You give a large twirl, splashes of water spraying Chaeyoung slightly. She swipes the droplets from her arms, a small grimace falling on her lips. You laugh again, closer now, and Chaeyoung looks up to see you smiling at her, hands behind your back.

"Wha-" Chaeyoung starts to ask you what's up, but your arms snip out to wrap around one of hers. Within a flash you're pulling her out into the rain, her shirt sticking to her torso and her hair flattening down until she was glaring at you while looking like a grumpy, soaked cat.

"Literally what the actual fuck?" She makes a face at you, but you are too busy laughing to notice.

"Oh, come on! Just dance with me." You grab her hands to guide them around your waist, laying your head on her chest and feeling her heartbeat speed up.

"Oh, come on! you can't seriously be nervous from me hugging you still." You laugh as you look up at her, going to pull away to spin but she holds you tight and fast. She looks down at you, her eyes conflicted.

Chaeyoung knew you were beautiful but, fuck, you were absolutely gorgeous. You were soaked, yet you looked like a goddess, instead of a wet cat (like her). You were glowing as you danced in the lightning, your eyes more electric than the thousands of volts sent down from the heavens. Your laugh was addicting, so much so that being stuck in the horrid rain faded away in her mind because you were happy. And Chaeng was always a tad dramatic, so of course, now was the most perfect time.

She moved forward, her lips crashing on yours, and you felt like lightning had struck you. Your body felt anticipation for it, your stomach jelly from it all. Your heart thundered against your chest, the lightning in your stomach growing stronger. As you deepened the kiss, the clouds in your head grew hazier, but the sun grew stronger and turned you golden. When the two of you pulled away for air, your lungs constricted, you needed her lips on yours again. How could you possibly live without her? How could you have ever been so hesitant to be with her?

"I love you," Chaeyoung spoke quickly, her words falling faster than the water around you. "I know you're not there yet, and I'm okay with that. I can wait. But you need to know, every time I've told you that, and every time I say it, I mean it with everything in me. I love you. I love you."

She rested her head on yours, murmuring a few more times. "I love you. I'll never let you go. I fucking love you."

[LALISA MANOBAL / LISA]

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What the hell were you supposed to do? Lalisa Manobal, your girlfriend, the woman who kidnapped you simply to confess her love and "protect" you, speaks of her undying love for you at every chance. Who waited months for you to even glance her way after her confession, was fucking shy. Ok fine, maybe she wasn't ready to make that move and kiss you yet. That was fine, you would be fine with that if that was the case. But it wasn't. Instead, she'd start to lean in to kiss you, start to make that move, then she'd shrink away. She'd stop. Hell, even when it came to touching you, she gets shy. She'll put her arm around you and then take it off at least thirty times in a minute. Eventually, she just leaves the room altogether with a red face.

So, what did you do? You decided to make the move yourself. But discreetly, of course. Lisa clearly wanted to be the one in charge, right?

You walked down the stairs, seemingly innocently but as soon as your eyes landed on Lisa sitting on the couch, your eyes locked like you were looking at a target. You skip over to her and plop down onto the couch, hovering close to her but far away enough so that she needs to make the move to hold on to you. Well, literally at least. She holds you with everything in her and would probably die if you ever successfully escaped. But instead of wrapping arms around your or even holding your hands, she lightly shifts away, as if to give you more space. Your shoulders slumped a little, but you remained determined.

"So what are you watching, Babe?" You question casually, leaning a bit closer to her. Her shoulders immediately stiffen and her eyes dart around nervously.

"Lisa?" You back off, wondering if you were too direct.

"D-Did you just call me 'Babe'?" She stutters out, looking at you as she lowers the volume on the T.V, the couple on-screen arguing a little quiet.

"Yeah, is that okay?" You look at her, a little afraid you made a mistake that she'll yell at you about, like that time you tried to cook for her and she walked in on you with a knife in your hands.

"No, that's perfectly okay...um, w-why did you call me that?"

"Well, you're I'm dating you now. And people who are in relationships with each other have pet names for their lover." You speak matter of factly, looking straight at her, wanting to look in her eyes. "It's not the most creative, but I've always loved calling the people I date 'Babe' or 'Baby'. Of course, my ex hated when I called her that, said it was 'too basic' for her."

Her eyes flashed possessively and you shivered at the dark look that crossed behind it. "Don't you dare mention anyone who's not my sisters near me. You belong to me, nobody else matters in your life but me!"

"Ok, I'm sorry." You placed a hand on her arm to placate her. "But is it ok for me to call you that?"

Her eyes changed suddenly, looking towards you pleadingly, "Please, call me yours. Make me yours. That's all I want."

Your eyes widened as you realized exactly what was happening. And then, they fell into a pleased smile. Here you were assuming that she wanted to be in charge. But no, she wants to keep you, she wants you to be in charge of her. This pleased you very much.

Your hand snatched out to hold her chin in between your thumb and forefinger, holding her fast as she stared in shock.

"Was this what you wanted, baby?" You draw her closer, so close that your breath ghosts over her lips. "Want me to own you. Own how you love me? Is that it?"

"Please." Her breaths were heavy, her eyes hooded now in desire.

One look at her reaction was all it took, no more waiting for her to lead. You lean forward, placing a slight peck to her lips- a chaste kiss, chuckling as her lips push out to ask for more.

"Now now, behave." You tut softly as you pull your hand away, watching in smug happiness as she pouts.

After watching her pout in silence for a little longer, you lean forward again, now resting your hand on her jaw, connecting your lips to hers again. She responds immediately, her lips soft but insistent on yours, happy little hums leaving her. She kisses you happily, relieved to finally have your lips on hers, her heart doing flips and twirls in her chest, her really starting to believe she has you. Happy knowing she could keep you safe forever now while having you love her exactly how she wants you to.

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