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Fuck Your Feelings || Nadia & Luce

Location: Nadia’s Apartment

Tagging: @humanmoodring & @divineluce

Timing: Backdated to May 31st, 2020

Description: Who needs feelings anyways?

Walking up to Nadia’s apartment, bottle of Hennessy in her hands, Luce caught a glimpse of herself in the reflection of a window pane. Despite the summer weather, she’d worn her jacket to hide the bruises and scratches that covered her tattooed arms. She’d attempted to try and cover up the large welt on her jaw with make up, but had given up when her face started to look like she had a growth instead. As shit as she looked and as emotionally exhausted as she felt, she could hide it. She could do that. It was just sex, it was just a hook up. She could make up some excuse about having to be in the shop early the next day, about having to bounce because of… whatever. Anything. It didn’t matter. As she knocked on Nadia’s door, she attempted to school her downtrodden features into something more normal. A cocky half smile, the same she’d given to girls many, many times over. Her eyebrows arched in a teasing, flirtatious way. Letting out a small sigh, she nodded to herself. Maybe a hook up would be good for her. The beating she’d taken in the woods with Adam had left her raw, with no way to escape her emotions. Maybe sex would help her forget them for a bit. “Hey, Nadia.” She said, hoping her roguish grin hadn’t slipped. 

After spending the last hour and a half staring at nothing, the sound of the knock on her door jolted Nadia. Her hearing was still a little fucked, not as bad as it’d been but still ringing a little but not as bad as it’d been. It’d probably fade by tomorrow since it hadn’t really faded today. Or maybe she was just imagining it. She’d been trying to process what the fuck had happened with her, Regan, Kaden, and Anita over her third glass of wine. It was good wine, she was sure; she’d been saving it for a special occasion since Evelyn had gotten it for her when she moved in. Living, she’d decided when she’d stumbled into her apartment, was a special occasion. She’d opened the door for Luce, her smile dying a bit as the other woman’s emotions poured over her. Pain, anger, an overwhelming sadness that would’ve brought Nadia to her knees if she wasn’t already leaning against the doorframe for support. She tried to cover it up by ducking her head and putting her hand over her eyes, trying to blink back tears. “Uh, hey, hi, sorry. I kind of already started drinking. Long day,” she added, unsure of what to say. This wasn’t what she was expecting. “Uh, how are you?”

When Nadia opened the door, Luce watched the way the smile slipped from her face just a little as she looked at her. Did she really look as broken as she felt? Was it that easy to tell? As the woman avoided her gaze, Luce shifted uneasily in the doorway. She’d fucked up already. “No problem, there’s nothing wrong with getting started early.” She said, keeping her voice nice and neutral in an attempt to disguise some of her guilt. How had she fucked this up so quickly? Swallowing, Luce jerked a thumb over her shoulder. Ignoring the question, she offered Nadia one of her own, “Are you okay?” She asked. She didn’t want to try and even attempt to answer that question. How was she? She didn’t know. Lost. Broken. Numb. Very, very numb. There was no good way to truthfully answer “how are you?” when you’d just lost a part of your soul. 

“It’s been a start early kind of day,” Nadia murmured. “Here, uh.” She moved a bit, allowing Luce to come into the apartment. Trying to ignore Luce’s feelings and the welling panic they were causing, she looked at the Hennessy in the other woman’s hands. “Is it a start early kind of day for you, too?” She went over to her cabinet and got out another wine glass and, as an afterthought, two more regular glasses. She moved to the living room, setting everything on the coffee table. “Me? I’m fine, totally fine.” Her ears were still ringing a bit. “Weird day. Days. I’m probably not getting salt anymore?” Probably. Who the hell knew, really? “But, uh, you? You good?” She already could guess the answer to that, probably didn’t really want the answer to that, but she needed to ask. Luce had been there for her the last time. Nadia could more than return the favor. And, from the way the other woman’s emotions seemed to be brimming just under the surface, even though she appeared to be attempting to ignore them, Nadia could tell she needed it.

“You know, I feel that.” Luce nodded. A start early kind of week more like. She’d tried to drown so much of her pain in alcohol this week and, while it had helped in the moment, it never did more than that. The pain always came back in the morning. The memory of losing Bea never faded. Even after everything Adam had done to help her, it had only made the sadness more real. More apparent. Because though her debt of pain had been paid, she was still left with sorrow. Following Nadia into the apartment, Luce idly scratched Rhiannon behind the ear as she took a seat next to it on the couch. “No more salt, huh? Well, no wonder you’re getting started early. That’s definitely something to be celebrated.” She said with another slightly forced grin. “Yeah. I’m good. Just been busy.” Luce nodded before picking up the wine glass that Nadia had brought and filled it with an appropriate amount of wine. “Mm. Very fancy. Someone’s got expensive taste.” She said, looking at the label before taking a sip. The complexity of the wine was lost to her-- all she cared about was the bite of alcohol. 

Tilting back what was left of her glass, Nadia finished it quickly before she poured herself another one. At this rate, she was going to finish most of the bottle before Luce even finished her glass. She sat on the other side of the couch, putting her feet under her and trying to relax a bit. She couldn’t not focus on Luce’s feelings. She wished, not for the first times, that she could read animals, knowing that Rhiannon’s general contempt and disdain would probably be more pleasant, more understanding, than the emotions simmering under Luce’s surface. The only other option for Nadia would be to try and focus on herself, and that wasn’t an option at all. To focus on her own feelings, about what happened at the warehouse, about everything, really, was never her strong suit. “No more salt. Hopefully.” If demons upheld their contracts, then definitely, but she didn’t want to think about the cost of it. “Yeah? Busy’s nice.” Depending on the kind of busy. If Luce didn’t want to talk about it, Nadia wasn’t going to force her. She knew what this was, at least. If she could attempt to make Luce feel better, then she would just deal with the other woman’s emotions. Even if they made her head pound and her heart heavy. She took a long drink. “It was a gift from a friend. I think it’s pretty good, but, like, at this point I’m not really tasting it.” Kind of a bit of a waste of Evelyn’s nice alcohol, but it was fine. 

Watching the way Nadia threw back the glass, Luce took a longer, deeper drink of her own. “Fingers crossed that you managed to get that taken care of for good. Satan can take his salt back and shove it where the sun don’t shine, right?” She laughed before taking another drink. The wine was good, she knew that much about it. But, it really didn’t have much appeal to her. Even in the best of times, she wasn’t a wine girl. Beer or whiskey, those were her preferred forms of alcohol. But, as of late, her preferences had shifted to quantity over quality. Or type. “It is and it isn’t.” She said with a shrug, leaning back on the couch to run her fingers lightly across Nadia’s arm, “Means I don’t get to spend as much time doing the things I like.” She said with a wink. The gesture really didn’t mean anything to her, but it was easy. Even if her mind was elsewhere, her body could still go through the motions. And, at least with Nadia, the sex had been good last time. “It’s a hell of a gift. Mhm, that’s fair.” She said as she topped off her own glass, the wine bottle more than halfway empty now between the two of them. “What’s, uh… been on your mind?” She asked. Listening, it was one of the things she missed about working. She’d been stuck in her head for the last week, with nothing but her own thoughts and feelings. Hearing about other people’s lives… maybe it would help? Help distract her from the sadness?

“If deals with devils can be trusted, then I should be done with salt for good,” Nadia said. God, what a fucking weird time that’d been. Thinking about it, she hoped Regan didn’t scream again while Luce was over. That’d be awkward to explain, for one, and also really shitty, especially if it was a loud one and shattered their fucking glasses. Wine would get everywhere, the wine bottle itself would probably explode, the bottle of Hennesy would explode, it’d just be a mess. She didn’t have time for that, really. She grinned a bit at Luce’s wink, the feel of her warm hand on Nadia’s arm, but it was kind of hard not to be distracted by the other woman’s feelings. She wasn’t used to this, was rarely so close to the people around her. She didn’t know if proximity had anything to do with her powers, but Luce’s feelings felt loud. Like that was a fucking thing or something. Maybe her abilities were trying to overcompensate for the slight ringing in her ears. Maybe she was just learning to use them better. She didn’t fucking know. It was easier to focus on the wine. “She’s, uh, a hell of a friend. Does shit like this sometimes, the gifts. All the time, really.” Nadia didn’t know what to think of the gifts, like the wine or the dress or even the soft blankets that littered the couch. What did she know what to think about. “Uh, my mind? Just this weird subscription shit, I guess. Talking through some things with my boss. What about you? You seem,” sad, angry, devastated, “different?” 

“In that case,” Luce held out her glass to clink with Nadia’s, “Here’s to deals with the devil, hm?” She said with a nod. She could do this. Blithe, mundane, silly chatter. It was easy. She could do that and then, when the moment was right, maybe the two of them could put the small talk behind them and just feel instead. Maybe that would help too. Who knew anymore? She hadn’t thought that getting beat up in the woods by a frat boy and nearly starting a wildfire would help her. But, the physical and mental exhaustion had laid her emotions bare and now she was left without her walls and her barricades. All that remained was raw emotion. “Really? Sounds like a good friend to keep around, if only for the free shit.” She said with a grin. But, the smile faded slightly when Nadia turned the question back to her. “Different? If this is about my face, trust me, you should see the other guy.” She said, waving the bruise on her jaw off with an off-hand gesture. All the while, a slight pang of guilt ran through her. Adam hadn’t deserved to get beat up just because she couldn’t handle her grief. “He didn’t know what he got himself into.”

“Cheers,” Nadia murmured, finishing her drink. She was more than feeling the alcohol by this point, but she went ahead and poured herself another glass and topped Luce off. Maybe that’d help with how loud everything was. Though, in hindsight, it was probably making it worse. Nadia’d always been the most receptive to feeling other people’s emotions when she had a few in her. Even before she knew that she was an empath, she’d make a game out of it, reading people’s emotions and guessing their life stories. It’d been fun and stupid, really, but it’d made her friend happy, back then. But Brooke was gone. “She’s a good friend, yeah. The gifts kind of, like, I don’t know what to do about them, you know? I’m not used to expensive things.” It was nice, though, in a way. She looked at the bruise on Luce’s jaw, only just noticing it. She felt like an idiot that it wasn’t the first thing she saw when the other woman walked in, but she’d been too focused on her emotions. Nadia almost reached out and touched it, but she decided against it. “Can’t imagine the other guy being much worse,” she said quietly, Luce’s grief nearly overwhelming. She set down her wine glass. “Do you want to talk about it?”

With the wine bottle nearly empty, Luce glanced over at the bottle of Hennessy on the table-- looks like it was a good thing she brought it. But, maybe it was better to hold off on it. She could feel the wine starting to hit her already, no doubt due to the fact she hadn’t eaten in… Luce blinked. Huh. When had she last eaten? She honestly couldn’t remember. Eating meant going into the kitchen and going into the kitchen meant… Nope, she wasn’t going to think about that. Dinner was gonna be grapes. Taking another drink from her glass, Luce raised an eyebrow, “Really? That’s fair. Not everyone likes those kind of things.” She said with a nod. Growing up in her home, there had always been some amount of luxury to their house-- small things, useful things, but it was clear that the Vurals had money and money to spare. That’s what a gig at Vegas did for you, after all. Watching Nadia start to move, but reconsider her actions, Luce shrugged. “You can touch it. It doesn’t hurt.” She said, the lie easy and calm. “Not much to talk about. A guy and I got into a fight. We beat each other up.” And then I set fire to the woods and cried in his arms. “And then we called everything square. Pretty simple.”

Nadia liked to think she had a pretty high alcohol tolerance, but she was starting to feel a bit wine drunk. Which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, and at least it was with good wine, but she was feeling… feeling. Bars were better for this kind of things. Lots of people to focus on was sometimes a good thing and sometimes a bad thing, depending on the people, but being alone in a room with the chick who you were sleeping with but also kind of considered a friend was insanely difficult. She was having a hard time focusing. “It’s-- I’m not-- The gifts are weird. Nice, but weird.” She couldn’t say that she didn’t like them, but she didn’t know how to return the gesture. What do you get someone who has everything. She shook her head against the thought and Luce’s words. Still, she reached out again, her fingers barely ghosting Luce’s jaw. “You’re lying,” she said quietly, simply. Luce was lying, it was night, and Nadia was a little tipsy. These were all facts. 

The other woman’s fingers were light against her skin, brushing against her jaw. Luce couldn’t help the slight sense of disappointment that the touch wasn’t stronger, that she didn’t press against her. But, it was alright. She was alright. This was alright. Right? But, her attempts to reassure herself that everything went out the door at Nadia’s words. “Lying? What would I be lying about?” She asked with a laugh, though the sound had more startled shock to it than humor. “It was just a fight. Not a big deal.” It was just a hunter, egging her on to beat the shit out of him, so that she could… deal with all her feelings. Just a stupid frat bro jock who… somehow, knew what she’d needed. She’d needed to make someone else hurt the way she wanted to hurt the person who’d destroyed her family. And she’d needed to atone for her own failings. Her own failures. Taking a long pull from her wine glass, she looked at Nadia and cast her a crooked grin. “Besides, I can think of a better kind of lying we can do.” 

“I don’t know what you’re lying about,” Nadia muttered. That was the problem with emotions. She could feel another person’s sadness and grief all day long, but it was impossible to really tell what was causing it. Not unless she was told. The fight most likely wasn’t a big deal, even though Luce was hurt. Nadia couldn’t really say anything about that, seeing as how she spent most of her time injured rather than not, these days. Her injuries, though, weren’t the cause of fights so much as trying to survive. She didn’t know why Luce was fighting, why she was lying, but Nadia knew it had something to do with her grief. The other woman’s smile was charming, though, even if it did little to quell Nadia’s unease. Of course, that’s what Luce came over for, right? This wasn’t about talking or anything like that. It was about sex. Which Nadia could do. It definitely seemed to be what Luce wanted. Nadia just needed to put aside all of the muddled feelings in her head. She shifted a bit closer. “Yeah?” she asked. 

Luce hadn’t expected an answer from Nadia when she’d asked-- she’d just assumed that the woman was making a guess, as some kind of gesture to get the truth from her. She’d done that sort of thing plenty of times at work, saying things that would get people to talk to her in some real kind of way. But, the way Nadia said those words, it was almost like… she knew for a fact that Luce was lying. Finishing the last of her wine, she set the glass carefully on the coffee table before looking at Nadia. “What I may or may not be lying about really doesn’t matter.” Not here, not now, at least. She could worry about Bea’s death later, she could worry about the implications of what her ghost wanted them to do later. “Mhm, yeah,” Luce said with a grin before leaning in to kiss Nadia deeply. The feeling of the other woman’s slightly cooler lips against her own was enough to push some of the emotions away. Her mind latched onto that sensation and the growing sense of lust that came with it, “It involves you, me, and either right here on the couch or your bed. Your call.” She said as she moved to kiss the Nadia’s neck.

There was a part of Nadia that wanted to ask. She was sure that whatever was bothering Luce did actually matter, despite what the other woman said. She was feeling so much that it was dizzying. Honestly, Nadia didn’t know how she was handling it. She’d never be able to handle this kind of shit. Other people’s emotions were bad enough. She didn’t think she could bear her own if they were like that. She knew it, actually. That was probably one of the main reasons she was here instead of in Phoenix. She knew, though, that asking, digging in and trying to figure things out, wasn’t what Luce wanted. It might not even be what she needed, in the state she was in. Nadia’d never felt the other woman’s emotions like this, raw and practically bleeding. If she could be a distraction from that, then fine. Nadia would be the best damn distraction that she could be. “Alright…” she said, unsurely, but she gave in when Luce kissed her, the emotions fading to the background as she allowed the physicality of the situation to take over. She threaded her fingers through Luce’s hair, bringing the other woman closer. God, she was so warm. That was what Nadia liked best about this arrangement. The sex was nice. The warmth was better. It reminded her that she was alive and breathing and in control of herself, if nothing else. She tugged Luce to her feet and began walking them towards the bedroom. “Bed. Now.”

Feeling Nadia’s fingers in her hair, the sensation of her lips against her own-- Luce focused on that, hoping to lose herself into the feeling. And, for the most part, it helped. The way she pulled her closer, the way she could feel Nadia press against her. It pushed the grief to the edges of her mind. For a moment, she could stop thinking about the past and focus on the beautiful woman before her. For a moment, she could lose herself to sensation. Letting the other woman pull her up off the couch, Luce followed her into the bedroom, shutting the door behind her. For a moment, she could forget.

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LINK IN THE BIO 🎥 Honorable Mentions 🇨🇦 . . . . @aphomi_mg4l - AvengersK @dreprada85 - GET IT @yydier x @otsfrmda6 x @7chaseracckz - Chances. Friendnemy/Dead Faces - @droops.holiday Ft. @riskygmnl x @tgramz1000 @oderiic - Summers Up @6ix_3urop3 ft @cakeishere - When I Want @twy902 x @downey416 x @flashmilla - Ray Rice Right Time - @dbx2_music Featuring Mack Dizzle @bcb.packs - Going Back To Colombia The Intro Quarantine mix - @jetlyse feat @tri_shy @_bigclutch and @therealtorontofluff The Earners (@yesway.el x @therealfrazer - Splashing @nairagee - Weapons @m.murda_rhbs x @strictlyfam - 54 Bars P2 @teej__14 (Ft. @shaneyrich ) - Safe House @gudcyrus - Sweeter Than I Thought @itstrendyy_ - Outta Town Freestyle @theking_eshan (Ft. @_marzzz_ ) - TrackStar @official99smoke - Off The Wave @peazytheflyest - Exotic @nufftingz_tv (Ft. @treymager ) - No Days Off @libbstunazz - DatWay @trillnagi (Ft. @st.cristiano ) - Pull Up @smokedeezy3884 x @thelastcasket x @flamezo100 - Don't Stop @ybakayungboss - Clone @pressa.armani - Harriet @ramriddlz - FYF @lawoppp - Whippin It Wopp$tyle @brazzy4real - Time After Time @500tilo - Tilo Montana . . . . #podcast #toronto #torontorappers #torontorap #gta #hiphop #rap #6ixbuzztv #rns #newmusic #music #trap #canadian #canadianrap #hiphopcanada #movethecultureforward‼️ https://www.instagram.com/p/CFpiDWYBury/?igshid=bmbqzo244c2n

[carryonwithkids]

Finally getting things done around here. What about you? 😅⁣ ⁣ I will never get over the view we had of the @santacroceopera while we were in Florence. What an amazing experience to wake up and see history right in front of you.⁣ ⁣ If you want to see more of out trip in Florence with kids, we just posted part 3 on our @youtube channel. If there's one blessing from this time, it's being able to finish all the projects that kept on getting pushed back for other things. 🙌⁣ ⁣ What have you been able to finish during this time?⁣ ⁣ ⁣ @carryonwithkids #familytravel #familylife #florencewithkids #florencetrip #florencetravel #kidstravel #travelfamily #wanderlust #wanderlustwithkids #travelmoments #traveltribe #travelmom #traveldad #travellifestyle #worldschool #italywithkids #travelitaly #familyvacation #familyvacay #familytravelblog #santacroce #santacroceopera #carryonwithkids https://www.instagram.com/p/CCHI-FYF-1B/?igshid=18t830r6ht99n

[fyfauto]

Isuzu NPR NKR NHR 2006-10 https://listado.mercadolibre.com.ve/npr-2006_CustId_327480006#D[A:npr%202006,on] #fyfeshop #fyfauto Tienda Virtual Desde 1996 Mayor y Detal #Dropshipping #AutoAccesorio #Tuning #Carroceria #Faros #Filtros #AutoLamp #PartesElectricas #ElectroAuto #Latoneria #Talleres #FaroAutomotriz #RepuestosVenezuela #AutoPartes #venezuela4x4 #Rusticos Nuestras Marcas: #Depo #Tyc #AutoGauge #Zmax #CarAndArt #fyf #emax #ProSport #Profortune #TypeR https://www.instagram.com/p/CCb_3CynoIr/?igshid=19gkqu6dkrech

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[abhinavofficiall]

#duet with @jeseicamishra #duet #duetchallenge #abhinav #jeseica #jeseicamishraactres @wardakhannadiadwala @indiatiktok #tiktok #foryou #tiktokindia #fyf #abhinav #Act #4you #Trending️ #Video #viral #love #romantic #bollywood #celebs #LIKEE #Like #ForYou #LikeeIndia (at Mumbai, Maharashtra) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9CJZciBoQp/?igshid=wyphpnfo0stp

[yacht]

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[djbiglou163]

www.wvmlomusicradio.com It's Going Down Right Now, "Traffic Jams Mix", Slap The Taste Radio", The Incredible Man Dj.BigLou163, 4pm-6pm, Hit that Link, Get The App, Check The Show Right Now! #wvmlomusicradio #music #FWM #likeforlikes #Deadendboyzapparel #simpsonstreet #followforfollow #teamincredible163 #nycbx #heatdjs #slapthetasteradio #djbiglou163 #FYF #insta #wearethatteam #radio #explorethepage #doitforthegram #doitforinstagram #slappingthetaste #wesparkingup #trafficjams #beautifulbutterfly730 #Todcrew 💯x4👽🌊🌊🎲🏁🏆🆙🆙📷🔌💪💪 SHARE, SHARE, SHARE... (at Simpson Street) https://www.instagram.com/p/B43Gad_JK2s/?igshid=4a8ajxo60d9m

[jesswhatsername]

I took the really interesting poses picture in a dress room and love it 🎃meow! . . . . . . . . . . #cheetahgirl #meow #purrfect #fashion #halloweencostumes #pumpkinspice #falltime #fyf #fallyall #hallowseve #followher #vscogirl #strikeapose #instapose #instacute #likeforlike #liker #fuzzyjackets #cheetahprint #dressingroomselfie #jesswhatsername #me https://www.instagram.com/p/B4akicfAAZr/?igshid=2cq92zwvc2t4

[italianoutlanders]

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#Repost from @valbo00 . Completing a challenge is always manageable when you have a great team and these lads got me through last nights FYF - Mistakenly asked @tommyyoung83 and @patrick_0_brien to incorporate 100 Burpees into the session, and Tommy being Tommy decided 200 was a better no. Alongside the 150 Reps Bench Press and 200 Cals Assault Bike. - To say I’m tired is an understatement and couldn’t have done it without these lads @samheughan @dankool57 and @danik_mems. Cheers Lads - #everydayathletegym #valbod #peakstreak2019 #mypeakchallenge2019 https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs1A2EeDftv/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=137m0ffcfrthq

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LINK IN THE BIO 🎥 Honorable Mentions 🇨🇦 . . . . Honorable Mentions Rolexx Homi - AvengersK Dre Prada - “GET IT” YYDIER x OTSFrmDa6 x 7 - Chances Friendnemy/Dead Faces -Droops Holiday Ft. Risky G. x T-Gramz O'Deriic - Summers Up 6ix 3urop3 ft Young Cake - When I Want Twy x Downey x Flash Milla - Ray Rice Right Time - DBx2 Featuring Mack Dizzle Jason Packs - Going Back To Colombia The Intro Quarantine mix - Jetlyse feat Tri shy Big Clutch and Fluff Cakes The Earners (Yesway x Frazer) - Splashing Nairagee - Weapons Mo Murda x Mickee - 54 Bars P2 Teej (Ft. Shaney) - Safe House GUD CYRUS - Sweeter Than I Thought Trendyy - Outta Town Freestyle E.M (Ft. MarZ) - TrackStar 99Smoke - Off The Wave Peazy - Exotic Tre Matic (Ft.Trey Mager) - No Days Off Libb - DatWay TrillNagi (Ft. Chri$ Trill) - Pull Up Smoke Deezy x Casket x Flamez - Don't Stop YB Aka Yung Boss - Clone Pressa - Harriet Ramriddlz - FYF LA Wopp - Whippin It ( Wopp$tyle) Brazzy - Time After Time Tilo500 - Tilo Montana . . . . #podcast #toronto #torontorappers #torontorap #gta #hiphop #rap #6ixbuzztv #rns #newmusic #music #trap #canadian #canadianrap #hiphopcanada #movethecultureforward‼️ https://www.instagram.com/p/CFpiIaLla_f/?igshid=jz6wqrb7cp14