#so I am a useless mess right now hate it but it could be always worse

[bhaal-battle-beer-bard]

So galemancers, you're really want a hurtful angst emotional damage story from me for Christmas? Well if this is what you are wishing for so bad...

Writers WIP Poll

Got tagged by @forget-me-maybe 😃 thx, I like this one😊

Rules: Make a 24hr poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (It’s fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count). Whichever WIP title gets the most votes, write 1 sentence for every vote received.

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I tag @anacdoce , @pinkberrytea , @alpydk , @medra-gonbites , @damadisangue , @nihilistikal

[hitomisuzuya]

Hey hey Suzuuuu

I hope you can see this request..

It’s a nsfw

I would like to request Wanderer x shy fem reader at Sumeru Akademiya, a new student came in and its reader who is shy to introduce herself. And the teacher told the new student to sit next to Wanderer and Wanderer finds it annoying when he preferred to be alone.

At some time, Wanderer becomes like a bully when he likes to tease and make fun of fem reader only to see her reactions, and it makes him like want to corrupt her innocence.

wanderer (scaramouche) x fem!reader. smut corruption. fingering. bullying. minor degradation.

i want to sincerely thank everyone for letting me take my time and go through requests at my own pace 😭🥺 i feel bad, though.

wanderer only went to class that day because nahida insisted on walking him there. if she hadn't, he would gone right out into the forest to hide and maybe nap in a tree for awhile. a more valuable use of his time, in his opinion, but nahida insisted that the akademiya would be good for him.

he could practically taste your innocence the moment you walked through the lecture hall door. it was pure in a way he hadn't considered still existed. through his sheer annoyance at you being seated next to him (his table was the only empty seat. he could totally see why), he shot you a glare that sent an unexpected shiver up your spine.

"don't think we are going to be friends because you are sitting next to me," he wanted to level with you right here and now. "99% of the time, i won't even be here."

"oh, that's fine," you replied, organizing your books and tucking some hair behind your ear. "i'm not here to make friends. i am here to learn," you pursed your lips, and offered him a soft smile, "my family also has high expectations of me."

"i didn't ask," wanderer replied, crossing his arms and finding a spot to fixate on and stare at for the rest of the class. chances are he knew more things politically than the professor. the asshole who wrote that essay about what he thought happened on tatarasuna sure thought he knew everything.

still though, as much as he hates it, he kept looking at you from the corner of his eye. it was easy for him to tell what kind of girl you are in these moments. you certainly had no issue sitting there, looking pretty while you listened with such foolish intent. you even took notes on the smallest, most useless things.

did you think this knowledge may come in use later?

judging from your explanation earlier, wanderer knew exactly what to capitalize on and take advantage of.

he didn't expect you to have the most interesting reactions when he bullied you.

"it must be so hard for you," wanderer cooed condescendingly, watching you survey the mess he made by knocking all your books out of your hands. "always being a goody goody. doing your homework on time, never missing class," sighing, he kicked one of notebooks out of the way as you reached down to pick it up. "you have be getting crushed under the weight."

"i..i am just so clumsy," you stumbled over your words a little, clearly flustered. wanderer licked his lips. you are just so interesting. he'd just been so mean to you. anyone should've snapped or fought back. but not you. you had the shyest flush on your cheeks. were you enjoying this?

as for you, you are. the more interactions you have with wanderer bullying you, with his enchanting electric eyes and condescending purr to his voice, the wetter you got. it was embarrassing to you. a fact that you had a hard time coming to terms with. at first.

he even used a small gust of anemo to knock your water bottle out of your hand one day, tossing water all over your shirt (it was to see your nipples harden in your bra from cold the water was), but you only looked at him with further adoration.

but his bullying just felt so good. you couldn't possibly tell him that you often fingered yourself until you were a wet, twitching mess at night after classes.

in wanderer's still very twisted mind, corrupting you would be helping you. he didn't even know when he started coming to class everyday, but you were starting to look like you weren't sleeping well. your hands shook while you took tests.

the moment you felt wanderer's hand dip into your panties for the first time, parting your folds and grazing your clit, your hips immediately jerked up to grind on his fingers. fingers that you always thought are so ungodly beautiful it should be considered a crime.

a moan you didn't even mean to let out sounded from you. the more those beautiful fingers stroked your pussy, the more it throbbed and clenched. your eyes widened in an aroused desperation, your hole clenching around the tips of his fingers as he prodded them teasingly at your entrance.

"you poor thing," wanderer cooed, "this is probably the best you have felt ever," he slowly wagged the pads of his fingers on your clit, tearing mewls from you as he just as teasingly pinched your clit. "you are so fucking wet, your cunt will suck my fingers in."

your clit throbbed, feeling shamelessly compelled to rub your soaking pussy on his fingers. "i thought you had to get to class?" he continued. your eyes widened as he started to take his hand out of your panties. "do you know how foolish it is to try and please everyone all the time?"

your hand shot out to grasp his wrist. "no, please. i don't want to go anywhere. i want to stay right here with you," you urged his hand between your legs again. "please," your eyes watered in desperation.

wanderer chuckled. did you have an idea how much of a turn on you are in general? you, the good and innocent girl was begging to skip class and stay with him with your legs spread on his bed. fuck, you deserve to have your pretty pussy stuffed full with his fingers. "who knew you are really such a slut?"

you are breaking so well under the weight of his corruption. you couldn't think about anything other than the need to feel his fingers fucking into you. thoughts you'd never had before about anyone. until wanderer.

"good girl," he tuggedyour panties off, his cock straining from watching the soaked material peel off your pussy. "moan for me while i break you. it's what you want the most, no?" he pushed two fingers inside of you, stretching you apart and hooking them to the knuckle into your sweet spot.

you nodded, jolts of pleasure crackling through you. your eyes nearly rolled closed in pleasure as he started pumping his fingers. they would've had he not put a hand on your jaw. "no, no, kitten. i wanna see those pretty eyes of yours while i make you cum," he gently squeezed your jaw to remind you of your place.

it is erotic to him how some of your moans even had a tinge of shock in them. you are coming apart so fast, your body only relaxing and submitting to him. he was devouring you, and nothing has ever felt better in your whole life.

the pumps of his fingers grew more aggressive with your consistent moans. he stretched your pussy apart so perfectly, sussing out every sensitive spot between your walls effortlessly. "a third finger, please," you moan, rocking your hips up extra to convey your plea.

wanderer was more than happy to oblige you. he abruptly added a third finger, bullying it against your sweet spot. a near scream of pleasure tore from your throat. "are you feeling good, slut?" his cock pulsed as your walls snapped tighter around his fingers. you obviously enjoy being degraded. "you'll tend to my cock next, yes?"

you struggled to even nod, your cheeks flushed with adoration. "yes! i want to more than anything!" you cried out, stroking his wrist in appreciation as your orgasm curled tighter, your juices frothing and gathering on the insides of your thighs.

"oh? more than going to class or pleasing your family?" wanderer couldn't wait for your inevitable response. a response that would no doubt make him want to impale you on his cock even more. he couldn't break you too fast.

could he?

"yes, yes please! so much more than..than.." your words fell away, the knot of your orgasm building and tightening to an almost overwhelming degree. "anything!" you barely managed to cry out, twitching and writhing as you scrambled to chase the wonderful high unlike any other that he was providing.

wanderer couldn't help but laugh shakily, slowly stroking his cock. you look more beautiful breaking than he imagined. he knew he didn't have to keep his hand on your chin anymore. you couldn't and wouldn't dream of taking your eyes off. not when he'd demanded you to keep looking at him while you cum.

[amirasainz]

Lewis x daughter!Reader ( she is like a teenager) and the poor thing is sick. So instead of being a typical teenager, she needs her dad to take care of her, watch Barbie movies with her, braid her hair, .... Despite being worried for his daughter, Lewis loves that she wants to spend all of her time with him.

I hope that makes sense

Ahh, so cute. I am in love with this.

Enjoy reading and send me requests

-xoxo, Babygirl 💋

Moments Like These

The low hum of the rain pattering against the windows created a soft, soothing backdrop inside the cozy living room. Lewis sat on the couch, glancing at his phone and frowning at the time. He’d been out all morning for work, but his mind hadn’t left home once. YN, his 17-year-old daughter, had been sick for the past two days, and while it wasn’t anything serious, the stubborn fever and constant sneezing had turned her usual teenage energy into something much quieter.

He sighed, putting his phone away and glancing toward the hallway that led to her room. A part of him missed the usual chaos, the way she’d barge into the room talking about the latest drama with her friends or her plans for the weekend. But right now, she was curled up in bed, likely scrolling through her phone under her blankets, too tired to do much else. He hated seeing her like that. His protective instincts were on full alert, making him feel useless every time she coughed or sniffled.

“YN?” Lewis called out softly from the living room, hoping not to disturb her if she’d managed to fall asleep. There was a moment of silence before he heard a faint, muffled voice coming from her room.

“Dad…?”

He stood up immediately, abandoning whatever half-hearted attempt he’d made at distracting himself and walked toward her room. Pushing the door open quietly, he found YN bundled up in her bed, her head barely peeking out from under the covers. Her cheeks were flushed from the fever, and her normally bright eyes were heavy with fatigue.

“You okay, sweetheart?” he asked gently, sitting down on the edge of her bed.

She nodded, then shook her head. “Not really. Everything hurts,” she admitted, her voice slightly hoarse. She sniffled and reached for a tissue from the bedside table, blowing her nose with a miserable groan.

Lewis frowned, reaching over to place a hand on her forehead, brushing her hair away. “You’re still warm,” he murmured. “You need to rest, YN. Have you been drinking water?”

“Yeah, but it doesn’t help,” she muttered, sounding as frustrated as she did tired. “I hate this. I feel gross, and I look gross.”

Lewis smiled softly, shaking his head. “You don’t look gross. You just look like someone who’s sick. It happens to everyone.”

“I’m not everyone,” YN grumbled, her voice still holding that teenage dramatic flair even through her exhaustion. “I’m a mess.”

“You’re still my favorite mess,” he teased gently, and YN rolled her eyes, though a tiny smile tugged at the corner of her lips.

“You’re supposed to say that. You’re my dad.”

“True,” Lewis said with a small chuckle. He reached over to grab the glass of water from her nightstand, holding it out to her. “But you’re still drinking this.”

YN made a face but took the glass obediently, sipping it slowly before handing it back. “I’m so bored, Dad. I’ve watched everything on Netflix, and I don’t want to sleep anymore.”

He knew she was feeling restless. She’d been cooped up in her room for days, which wasn’t something YN was used to. Even when she was just at home, she was always moving, always chatting, always doing something.

“Well, I could braid your hair?” Lewis suggested, trying to lighten the mood. “Like when you were younger.”

YN’s eyebrows shot up in mild surprise, though she seemed amused by the idea. “You still remember how to braid?”

Lewis shrugged, feigning nonchalance. “I wasn’t always this rusty. I did your hair for years, remember?”

She smiled a little, and that was enough to convince him.

“I mean… sure,” YN agreed, sitting up slowly and shifting so her back was to him. “It might make me feel better.”

Lewis couldn’t help but smile. He fetched the hairbrush from her desk and sat behind her, gently running the brush through her hair. He had to admit, it felt nostalgic in the best way. He could almost see the little girl she used to be, sitting in front of him, laughing and chatting about her dolls or some game she played with the neighbors. Now she was taller, moodier, and had her own world of thoughts and friends, but in moments like these, she was still his girl.

As he began braiding, YN’s voice cut through the comfortable silence. “You know… I was thinking. Maybe we could watch a movie together or something.”

Lewis paused for a moment, grinning to himself. “What kind of movie?”

“Barbie,” YN said without hesitation, turning her head slightly to glance at him.

He chuckled. “Barbie? Really?”

“Yes. Barbie movies are great, don’t judge,” she retorted, her voice carrying a mock warning.

“I’m not judging. Just surprised,” he admitted. “But hey, if you want to watch Barbie, we’ll watch Barbie.”

“Which one do you want to watch?” she asked, sounding a little more awake now, more engaged.

“Uh… I think I remember you really liking the one with the fairy princesses or something?”

“Dad,” YN groaned, though she couldn’t hide the small smile forming on her lips. “You mean Barbie: Fairytopia.”

“Right. That one.”

YN laughed softly, though it turned into a cough, and Lewis immediately put the hairbrush down, patting her back gently. “Easy there.”

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” she said, waving him off before leaning back again. “Let’s watch that one, then. I haven’t seen it in forever.”

Once the braid was finished, Lewis grabbed the remote, set up the TV, and the familiar opening tune of Barbie: Fairytopia filled the room. YN sank back into her pillows, looking much more relaxed now, her head resting against her dad’s shoulder as they watched together.

“Do you miss this?” YN asked quietly after a few moments.

Lewis glanced down at her. “Miss what?”

“You know… me being little. Like, before I grew up and stopped wanting to do stuff like this,” she said, gesturing toward the TV.

Lewis was quiet for a moment, considering his answer. “I mean… yeah, I miss it sometimes. You were always running around, making me laugh, wanting to spend all your time with me. But,” he added quickly, “I love who you are now, too. I love that you’re growing up, that you have your own life, your own thoughts. I’m proud of you.”

YN’s expression softened, and she looked away, her voice quieter. “I miss it too sometimes.”

Lewis smiled, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer. “Well, you’re still here with me, sick or not. And for what it’s worth, I love having you around, no matter how old you are.”

YN didn’t respond right away, but she leaned into his side, and Lewis could feel the tension leaving her. The Barbie movie played on, filling the room with colorful animation and familiar voices.

“Thanks, Dad,” she whispered after a while, her voice barely above a breath.

“For what?”

“For being here. For everything.”

Lewis pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head. “Always, kiddo.”

As the rain continued to tap lightly against the window, the world outside faded, leaving just the two of them—father and daughter, sick days and Barbie movies, and the unspoken comfort of knowing that no matter how much things changed, moments like these would always be there.

[ddejavvu]

eddie teaching venom about love languages <33

"Physical touch is," Eddie starts, shoulder bumped up beside yours on the couch, but Venom cuts in, head hovering over Eddie's shoulder.

"That is the one where we fuck her." Venom announces proudly, toothy grin aimed in your direction. You stifle a laugh and Eddie groans, head tosses back against the couch cushions.

"Yeah. Yeah, that's the one where we fuck her," Eddie drawls, exasperated, "But that's also, like, holding hands, kissing, that kind of stuff."

"That one is my favorite." Venom declares, "I do not care about the other ones."

"Yes you do," You counter, and Venom's milky white eyes turn to you again, "'Cause there's gift-giving. That's when I bring you chocolate. And chickens."

"I gave Eddie the gift of a decapitated man once," Venom reminisces, "But he hated it. Does that mean he does not love me?"

"That's not a gift, buddy." Eddie shakes his head, trying to rid himself of the gory memory, "That's- I mean maybe you thought that was a gift, but gifts are supposed to be nice things, like flowers or a teddy bear."

"Teddy bears are useless!" Venom roars, and you know he's only speaking out of deep-seated loathing for your own stuffed animal, which the symbiote is rather jealous of.

"I would much rather receive a head," He huffs, turning back to Eddie, "Does it mean that you do not love me because you do not give me heads to eat?"

"No," Eddie rubs a tired hand over his face, "Let's- let's just move on. Uh, words of affirmation."

"You're so handsome," You croon at Venom, who blinks as you stroke the back of your hand along his goopy cheek, "And you're a great protector, I always feel safe around you."

"See?" Eddie nods, "Just like that. Nice things you say to the person you love."

"You are very small," Venom practices, and while it's true compared to his gargantuan size, it's not much of a compliment, "And I like that you feel safe around me even though I could easily rip your head off. And eat it. You would not stand a chance."

"We'll work on it," Eddie mutters, "Alright, acts of service."

"Like when Eddie gives me a shoulder massage," You hum, stretching out the tense muscles in your neck, "Or when I wash his hair for him in the shower. That's nice things you do for the person you love."

"I am good at that!" Venom boasts, "I make you breakfast sometimes."

"Yeah," Eddie nods, voice strained, and you play along even though you know that the attending to the mess that comes with Venom's cooking is more effort than doing it yourself, "Yeah, buddy, that's good. You're right, that's really nice of you."

"I am very nice," Venom agrees, bobbing his head up and down, "Are there more?"

"Quality time-" You and Eddie speak in unison, laughing sheepishly at each other. It's Eddie that continues, "Like what we're doing now. Sitting together, talking, just hanging out and being with each other."

"When he takes me on dates, too," You chime in, your voice a soft hum, "Or when you take me around the city, big guy."

You tap at Venom's cheek and he nods, blinking once in understanding.

"I like quality time," Venom decides, the thick black ooze connecting his head to Eddie's shoulder sucking him back in until his face is nestled between yours and Eddie's. It's an odd feeling on your hair but you and Eddie hold your positions anyways, intent on drilling non-sexual physical touch into the symbiote.

"Me too," You nod, and Eddie pitches in his confirmation, "Which one is your favorite, V?"

"Mm," The symbiote hums, but it sounds more like the revving engine of a car, "I do not know. I like getting gifts, but I like sitting with you, too. I like them all."

"Too hard to choose," Eddie agrees, "You?"

"More of the same," You conclude, turning your face so that your nose nudges Venom's cheek. He purrs, not unlike a cat, sounding more engine-like than ever, and his large eyes slip shut.

"Naptime," Eddie chimes, reaching over to grab your hand in his. You smile, puckering your lips to send him a kiss that you can't press to his cheek unless you break away from Venom. He pretends to catch it where the symbiote can't see, slapping it onto his cheek and acting injured at the recoil.

"Oh," He groans while you giggle, "You throw a mean kiss."

You settle against Eddie's side, and it's odd having Venom's face in between you to where you can't rest on the man's shoulder, but he's a nice pillow in and of himself. You're only seconds away from fully drifting off to sleep when Venom's jaw moves against your face, and he whispers (terribly), "Eddie. Are you awake?"

"Yes, Venom." Eddie groans, but by the sound of his voice, he wishes he wasn't, "What do you need?"

"I decided on a favorite," Venom informs Eddie, and you listen under the guise of closed eyelids, "I like the sex one best."

You can't help it; you let out a snort.

"Nice going, V," Eddie squeezes your hand, shutting his eyes once more and attempting to get comfortable, "I'm sure that's just the answer she wanted to hear."

[tyudearyous]

blurred lines - s.mg

pairings : song mingi x reader (f)

genre : fluff, angst, suggestive

themes : friends with benefits au where reader carries her heart on her sleeves while mingi's just mingi.

wc : 5.4k

author's note : had several discussions on mingi with my mutuals in twitter and it made me want to write this so badly LMAO. light suggestive themes like kissing. please enjoy 🤍🤍

🎵 do me right - gemini, drunken texts - jey, honey (medasin remix) - kucka, close to me - laica, mimi - youra, dirty - jey, omega - saay

masterlist

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fervent knockings could be heard blasting through the thin wood of your front door. who the hell is knocking at your door at motherf- it's 2 in the morning. gosh, you thought. you tried waking up yourself to greet the unwanted guest in front of your door. you had suspicions, it wasn't an unusual thing anyway that you had this late night guests.

"come onnn, open the door!" more knockings could be heard with slurred whines from a male. you immediately knew who it was from the voice. "what is it, mingi?" you opened the door to the (very) drunk 6ft male in front of you. he smelled like alcohol and you're sure he's drank more than 10 shots, considering how he looks.

the man immediately slumped to you to hug and lean on to you. you brought him in and gosh, he was very heavy. well, mingi was twice your size and yet you had to carry him in because he's a drunken mess right now.

"you d-didn't answer hic my hic callss" mingi whined while pouting. "it's 2 AM mingi, two in the morning, what did you expect?" you sat him up on your couch and you scurried to get him a glass of water so he'll sober up just a bit.

"are you mad at me? hic" mingi asked. "what made you think i was angry?" you halted on your tracks, staring at him confusedly. "i didn't get close hic to any girls hic. i was at hic the party because it was hic san's birthday hic. sorry" he tried explaining himself. well, truthfully you hated it when he goes to those types of parties but who are you to dictate over his life. you were only his friend, only a friend.

you didn't answer him. you stayed quiet and gave him the glass of water he needed. he was eyeing you the whole time, waiting for your response. then you just sat next to him, still quiet. mingi didn't spoke any further, he only drank the water you gave him and simply stared at you, with the eyes of a puppy whose owner just scolded.

"i'm not mad, why should i?" you answered him when you noticed that he really wanted an answer from you. "i'm sorry" was all he muttered before leaning in for a kiss. you didn't kiss back and tried to pull back but mingi was strong. he was stronger than you. so, it was useless.

you sighed to yourself before giving in. it was always like this. always like that. mingi'd get busted drunk and then he'll go to your place and boom you'd do it and then he'd leave before you even woke up. it was always like that. almost like a cycle even. you genuinely don't know when did it start. when did your friendship turn into one with such benefits. when did your innocent friendship turn into this?

...

"i genuinely don't get how you both are friends" san states as he downs an entire cake on one singular bite. "ew! you eat like a kid sannie" wooyoung scolds san. "but honestly yeah, how did you two became friends" sujung asked you both. you and mingi simply stared at each other before raising each others' shoulders together. san, wooyoung and sujung only sighed at your responses. you could only awkwardly laugh before saying you didn't know.

it was random honestly. you saved mingi from getting scolded from the first day of school when you found him sneaking in through the back gates of your school. he was late and tried to sneak in, avoiding the guarding teacher. you were on your way to go back to the assembly hall when you saw him stare at you, eyes begging you to help him. well, the situation was his pants got stuck on the wire of the back gate. it was laughable but you helped him before sneaking him in the assembly hall. from there on, he was stuck to your hips.

"yo" mingi nudged your arms while slightly leaning to you. you moved away slightly. "what?" you asked him back. "no plans today?" he asked you while taking your right hands to play with it. this particular tendency of his just never fails to bring butterflies to your heart but well, he was your friend. just a friend who's particularly clingy, nothing more, nothing less so you shrugged off the feeling before shaking your head to answer his questions. "good, go home with me m'kay?" he leaned to your shoulders while asking the question. you shoved him away before clicking your tongue. he laughed it off and focused back to the lesson.

you glanced to look at him. he was smiling whilst trying to focus on the class. you genuinely don't know how you make me feel don't you?, you thought, well thought you thought but you vocalized your thoughts, making mingi turn his head to you and look at you confusedly. you realized what you just muttered. "nothing! go focus again" you pushed mingi's head to not look at you.

"y/n and mingi!" mr. kim shouted after seeing the two of you constantly interacting. "focus on the lesson!" he said, making the entire class laugh under their breath. the two of you muttered apologies before actually focusing on the lesson.

...

"mingi..." you stared at him dissapprovingly. "what?" he gave you the spare helmet he prepared specially for you. "do you... even have a license?" you asked him. "missy, don't worry you're in safe hands. we're not going on the main street anyways. hop on, come on" mingi ushered you to hop on the back seat of his brand new (?) harley.

"when did you even get this?" you asked him, still not wanting to hop on. "my dad bought it for me last year, but he only just allowed me now. oh come on, y/n. trust me, i'm good at this" he begged you with puppy eyes. after several attempts of begging in typical song mingi style, you agreed and hopped on the back seat of his bike.

"this is a high one huh?" you muttered when you were already on the bike. "get used to it, i'm gonna bring you around with this a lot" he muttered before putting on his helmet and starting the bike. "hold on to me, okay?" he pulled your hands to the sides of his waist. you held on to him while your heart was going on a whole marathon.

the whole ride you could feel your body heating up. not because it was hot or anything, it was because of the man you're currently hugging and leaning on to. a part of you wanted to lean on his back fully but a part of you don't really want to. however, as if this man was a devil's incarnate, he pulled your hands forward, making you fully lean on his back. "don't fall" was all he muttered before continuing to drive. was this the heavens testing you and your sanity? well, all you know is that you're going insane and also red. you're just thankful that he can't see you right now.

"we're here" mingi parked the bike beside a park. he took off his helmet and blazer. "why aren't you hopping off?" mingi chuckled, knowing damn well that you are struggling. it was your first time riding such high bike and you genuinely don't want to embarrass yourself by falling down a harley. "help me bitchass" you scoffed at him. he laughed for a good minute before actually helping you get off the bike. when you're on the ground, you immediately grabbed his shoulders to headlock him.

"ah! ah! sorry! hahaha sorry come on" mingi pleads guilty but you were way too annoyed, so you took a handful of his hair before pulling on it slightly to joke around with him. "aAaAAahhHhhh! please i don't want to be bald y/n!" he laughs while screaming. you let him go after that before laughing at his pouty face.

"okay sorry, stop pouting okay?" you stood on your tip toes to pinch his cheeks. his pouty face became a smiley one now and you both stared at each other for a while before going on a fit of laughter because of each other's face.

"okay, be real. why did you brought me here?" you asked mingi. he just shrugged his shoulders before walking to the park, which you followed suit. "i just wanted to destress you know?" he mutters before taking a seat on the stairs. from there, you can see the serene waters of a river nearby.

"why didn't you ask yunho? i'm sure he'd make time for you, after that whole moral loyalty thing" you chuckled, taking a seat next to him on the stairs. "nah, wanted you to be my first passenger" mingi replied. you tilted your head. first passenger? oh. so he planned this all for you.

"is that also your moral loyalty to me?" you nudged his arms, teasing him. he nodded with a smug grin that was asking to be praised. you scoffed and laughed so hard seeing this. "song mingi, you hopeless one" you slapped his arms jokingly.

"i'm serious though, i'd always give my firsts to you, besides yunho" you immediately stared at him. "dude" you replied, mingi only raised his eyebrows to you. "do you realize what you're implying dumbo" you scoffed at him before punching his arms lightly. "yea, i fully realize it." he scooted closer to you.

"did you plan this too?" he was getting closer to you. when he got really close to your face, your breath hitched and he smiled. HE SMILED, he had the audacity to. "no but i welcome surprises you know?" his eyes diverted from your eyes to your lips and back to your eyes while your eyes were fully on his. your body tensed and you couldn't even think clearly.

"i won't do it if you don't want to" mingi spoke but definitely getting closer to you. you pulled back slightly to look at mingi. "will this be your first kiss?" you ask him, he nodded. you diverted your gaze from his eyes to his lips. well, let's be honest. this is song mingi we're speaking of. he's very VERY attractive and yes, you do want to kiss him. without thinking too much, you allowed him to and there, in the park near the river around 5 blocks from your school, you shared your first kiss with song mingi.

...

however, it wasn't only your first kiss that was taken by song mingi. your first time was also his and vice versa. it was perhaps a month after you shared your first kiss? yeah, around those time. during that period, your relationship slightly got more and more physical. you'd sneak out at break session to make out with him at the old unused building of your school or he'll drive you to somewhere quiet and serene to just envelope you in a kiss (kisses).

so when mingi decided it'd be good to invite you to his place when his parents and brother went to vacation, it was all bound to happen. you gave him your first and you were also his first. it was awkward, truthfully. two youths not knowing what to do, just knowing small details here and there from explicit videos or books. you two even spent about half an hour just giggling because of how dumb the two of you looked, trying to figure out what to do. however, when he truly figured out what to do with you, it was bliss. pure bliss. he was gentle and he ultimately prioritized you. it was all wonderful for your first and you're more than glad that he was your first.

"hey" mingi uttered, laying down next to you after coming down from his own high. you just shuffled to your side to look at him. "that was good" he chuckled.

"thanks" you muttered, still looking at him. "my pleasure" then he brought you in for a hug and kissed your forehead before lulling you to rest. it was great, everything felt great, being in his embrace felt great. however, will all of this be an ephemeral moment? you thought to yourself. you quickly shrugged it off though after hearing his soft snores. he's tired now and you too, so you closed your eyes and went off to dream land in mingi's arms.

that was the start where all the lines in your relationship with mingi became blurred.

...

back to the present day, you actually succeeded in making his stop his moves on you. "you're drunk min" you pushed him away, resulting in him stopping. "hic come on" he tried getting closer again and you slapped his arms.

"go wash up, i'm not dealing with you tonight" you left the living room to go to your room and sleep. that was the first time you succeeded in getting away from mingi's drunken advances. not long after you went to your room, the crickling sounds of water can be heard through the bathroom. he's washing up probably, you thought. since he was sober enough to shower, you rested yourself up, not worried since he's sober enough. but if he was sober enough, why did he still insisted on doing it? countless what ifs and scenarios went through your head but you shrugged it all. after all you were just his friend, just a friend. actually scratch that, you've crossed the lines of just friends with him since a long time ago but none of you were brave enough to remove that line between you.

either way, you went to sleep. you don't want to get over into your head tonight, not when mingi is still present in your place.

not long after you tried to fall asleep, mingi entered your room and sat on the edge of your bed. "i know you're not asleep" he mutters before playing with your hair. you weren't facing him, your back was. you feigned ignorance to his pleas of your attention. it wasn't long until he decided to just lay down next to you.

"listen, sorry." he stated into the quiet room. "for what?" you replied to him. "face me" he said before pulling your body, making you face him now. he was looking at you. his eyes just felt somber? it wasn't one you're used to for sure.

"sorry for being a dick" he says while tracing your features with his left hand. you only stared at him, not giving him any answers. "i went to san's party today and got kinda drunk. sobered up though and thought of you immediately. that's why i went here. sorry for pushing myself onto you, should've not done that" he explains himself. you just nodded.

"can i be honest?" you asked him, in which he nodded to. "i'm tired of this all. you always come over when you're drunk. we'll do it until dawn then you'll leave immediately then the next day when we meet, we have to act as if nothing happened. then the cycle repeats, over and over again. genuinely, what are we mingi?" you asked him.

he stayed silent for a while. "i don't expect anything from you, so don't worry but just, you know? i feel tired. i tried, i tried mingi. i tried to do this all without strings attached but, i guess it's just your personality. you'd say things that made me hopeful. you'd do things that made me hope. hope that someday, the blurred line in our relationship would be clear. we're not just friends, min. you know that. friends don't do this. friends don't kiss. friends don't do each other. friends don't act like this" you explained your feelings to him. you were ready to accept rejection, you were ready to let everything go honestly. you didn't care, you were tired of being the one having to keep everything to herself. you were ready to let him go.

"i don't have much to explain honestly. it just feels comfortable with you. everything feels right with you, that's why i'm being like this with you. i'm sorry for hurting you. i'm sorry, y/n. if this all just hurts you, i'm willing to let you go. we can act like normal friends again. i'm sorry for having commitment issues. i'm sorry baby" he grazed your cheeks with his hands before muttering countless apologies to you.

"can i at least know why?" you ask him. "i'm not good enough for you. i'm genuinely not. you deserve someone better, y/n. if i had a heart i would've given it all to you but i wouldn't want you to have my ugly heart." mingi explained himself, slightly tearing up. "who said that" you laughed while pinching his cheeks.

"myself. i've never told you this honestly" you tilted your head, hands still on his cheeks. poking it repeatedly to lighten up the mood. "when that joohyuk guy tried to get close to you, i was the one who made him walk away" he revealed the truth. ever since you became friends with him, he developed a slight sense of protection. he wanted you to himself and he loathed it when anyone tried to get close to you.

"you have severe commitment issues, man" you laughed at him. "aight, i'm guilty of that" he raised his hands to the air jokingly. "this would be the last we'll be like this, hmm?" you asked, gazing at the ceiling. "yeah" was all mingi could mutter before he pulls you in for a cuddle. you didn't reject it. you were letting go of him, it was for your best. it hurts but you couldn't continue putting yourself in that situation. it would only hurt more if you stayed.

"i love you, please know that" mingi mutters before kissing your forehead. why? why did he have to be like this? but perhaps this was the universe's way of telling you that not everything can go in the way you want. it hurts so much, gosh, you felt like crying in his embrace but you held it in. you held everything in.

"i love you, it's bad for me song mingi" was all you could say to him. that day, the blurred lines between your relationship was removed and made clear once again. that you were just his friend, nothing more, nothing less.

...

it's a friday night after work when you decided to tag along with your coworkers to a nearby fancy bar that had just opened. work has been brutal lately. clients have been coming continuously and amidst all the chaos, you're grateful things are going well at your work. you're also thankful that the team you're taking charge of are also very cooperative and professional. making the brutal workload sort of easier for you to handle. it has also been 5 years since you graduated university. you haven't had the chance to meet any of your friends post graduation, mainly because a lot of them got work opportunities abroad. that's why you genuinely didn't expect to see song mingi in front of the bar you and your coworkers went to. he's changed a lot from the last time you saw him. his hair no longer black like the last time you saw him but was now brown. his figure also got bigger but one thing stayed the same. he was still the song mingi, your first love.

"hey, i'm gonna catch up for a bit, chat me where you guys are sitting later okay?" you separated yourself from your coworkers, walking up to strike a conversation with mingi. the man you've let go but still definitely missed.

"mingi?" his eyes that was focused on his phone shot up to you. he seemed surprised to see you, to the point he dropped the single cigar his left hand was holding. "y/n?" he asked, surprised.

"i thought you'd go to the states with yunho?" you walked closer, now standing in front of him. "n-no, wait, do i look okay?" he scurried to open the camera app to look at himself. he looked like a loser getting worried over nothing.

"you've grown a lot huh?" you tilted your head to tease him. "now what does that supposed to mean, little missy?" he teased you back. you two laughed together and catch up on what you've missed. turns out he did went to the states with yunho post graduation. however, he went back as his father decided it'd be good for him to take charge of the family business, thus why he's here again.

"did you change your number?" mingi asked you. "oh, yeah. my old phone broke so i had to change it" you explained yourself. he then offered his phone and you immediately typed in your new number for him.

"you with your friends?" he asked. you nodded before clarifying that they were your coworkers. "i see" he mumbled before opening his arms. you immediately went into his embrace. the two of you shared a hug in front of a bar. it was silly to explain but it was great.

"missed you so much" mingi pulled you closer to his embrace. you patted his back and returned the same sentiment. "okay, enough. your coworkers are probably looking for you" he pulled back and patted your head. you nodded before bidding goodbyes. you had many questions for him but you had no time.

"mingi" you called out to him. "yeah?" he replied. "a meal next time?" you asked him and he agreed. so you bid goodbyes and you entered the bar.

...

two weeks passed and today was the day you and mingi were going out to catch up with each other. he insisted on picking you up after work, so you allowed him to. when the clock hits 6 PM straight, you left for work to see the same white harley davidson you first rode on a random friday after school at 18.

"you still have this?" you laughed at mingi before taking the helmet he gave you. "why would i get rid of it?" he scoffed before starting the machine. "come on, hop on" you hopped on the bike. you didn't struggle this time though because the years of being friends with mingi definitely trained you to hop on and off tall bikes. you then put your hands to envelope mingi's waist, so you don't fall off the bike. butterflies were flying off your stomach at this point, but again. you didn't expect anything. there wasn't much to expect from since the beginning anyway.

the two of you then arrived in a cozy little restaurant that you used to go to with him a lot. "i haven't been here in a while" you commented as you got off the bike. "mhm, it's far from your place" he held your hands to make sure you weren't falling off the bike. these little gestures were why you fell for him in the first place.

you both went into the restaurant and sat at the corner seat where you used to seat a lot. when you ordered, the owner actually remembered you and mingi so it was a pleasant experience to have some sort of nostalgia. it has been 5 years and many have changed but at the same time, it just feels like nothing has changed.

you both ordered your own foods just like you'd always do. the dinner went on a comfortable silence. just like the old days, but you're no longer youths now. you've both grown into full fledged adults now.

"so, you're like a CEO now?" you asked mingi while still munching on the fried rice you ordered. "sort of? i mean my father is still the head, i'm just like managing things here and there" he explained his job. mingi actually came from golden spoon but he isn't the type to show it off at all. he preferred to be quiet about it since he valued honesty in friendships, not wanting to have friends just because of his money.

"how about you?" he asked, eyes fully on you now. "i'm just a team leader at a food company" you then explained your job and also ranted about your job perhaps but you digress. "that's good. i'm glad you're doing well" he stated, smiling. "i'm also glad you're doing well too" you replied to him.

"but, i don't remember you like smoking? didn't you hate it?" you asked him. "i only smoke sometimes, not all the time. just when i feel like it you know?" he explains. you remember when hongjoong made him try cigarettes for the first time and how mingi absolutely loathed it, coughing endlessly before pledging he'd never touch it again, but here we are ironically. "you don't cough now because of it?" you scoffed to tease him about it. "oh come on, i've grown" he laughed.

the entire meal went by like a flash. it was a great nostalgia. the food tasted the same as you remembered and when you finished, he paid for your meals. you tried asking him to split the bill but he refused to. well, he's always been that type so you just let him.

"you wanna go elsewhere?" he asked you. "where?" you asked him back. "my place, i just moved into a new place and well, i have a dog now. i wanted to introduce you to her" you tilted your head and laughed at his invitation. "mingi-ya, you're not slick you know?" you laughed so hard, you threw your entire body back. he only laughed slightly at your reaction. "come on, do you want to or not?" you held back your laughters before nodding. thus, the two of you were off to mingi's place.

...

when you arrived, turns out he now lived in a sky penthouse in the elite area. well, you weren't shocked. he was a golden spoon after all, but yeah it was still shocking to experience it. he lived in the 18th floor and when he opened the door, you were immediately greeted by a small pekingese dog.

"awww!!! what's its' namee?" you kneeled down to play with the dog in the foyer. "bbyongie" mingi utters while taking your coat and his to place it in the coat hanger. "aww, is it a he or she?" you asked again. "he" mingi walks off to sit at the couch. "come on, bbyong-ah come over" and with that the dog immediately went to mingi and played with him. you took the chance to take off your shoes and put your bags on the hanger.

"a penthouse huh?" you finally got the time to look at his new place. "you like it?" mingi asked you while playing with bbyongie. "mhm, if i had the money i'd get a place like this" you laughed while walking to look at the kitchen area. "this huge kitchen, do you even cook?" you teased him. "y/n. my mom owns a restaurant. of course i can cook you dimwit" he stood up to follow you on your little tour of his place.

"what's this room?" you pointed at the room next to the kitchen, not realizing he was standing behind you. when you realized that he was though, you moved away in shock. "that's not a room, that's the pantry" mingi explained while opening the pantry for you to see. "ohh okay" you moved on to look at the other rooms. he actually gave you a whole house tour. it was funny but like, this house was big and it was interesting to see how your friend has been living up.

"upstairs?" you asked. "just my room" he answered. you nodded and didn't go up the stairs, wanting to value his privacy. "don't wanna see?" he asked you. you tilted your head, confusedly. what was he trying to imply? is he oblivious or is he being sly?. "why would i see your bedroom dummy" you shrugged it off and went to play with bbyongie once again.

"i haven't dated anyone after we broke it off" he states simply. your hands that was playing with bbyongie stopped and you leaned back on the couch. "so? what is that supposed to mean for me, mingi?" you asked him. you weren't oblivious and you were certainly more than able to put two and two together but you kind of refused to. were you ready to have that type of relationship again with mingi? even if he commits to you now, were you ready? you genuinely don't know thus why you were acting nonchalant.

"don't pretend like you don't know what i mean" he was standing next to you now. "was this your plan?" you asked him. he nodded. "it was now or never you know?" he laughed slightly.

"you know, i don't know. even if you are willing to commit now mingi, i don't know." you bite your lips before looking down. he walked to your front and leaned on to you. "give me a second chance, would you? i'll prove it to you" his face was only a few centimetres away from you. if you moved your head forward slightly, your lips would've touched but you did the opposite. you pulled back slightly.

"convince me?" you pouted slightly before looking up at him. giving him a signal, that he can do what he wants. understanding this he carried you upstairs immediately, leaving bbyongie confused downstairs.

when you reached his bedroom, he immediately pushed you down his bed and locked lips with yours. "min- ah, wait" you tugged on his shirt. he was getting aggressive and it wasn't a pace you're used to, so you were out of breath. he pulled back, noticing you were struggling to breathe.

"did the 5 years of not getting laid made you rusty, huh?" he teased you. you slapped his arms immediately. he wasn't wrong but that was uncalled for. "sorry" he chuckled before enveloping you in another kiss. this time softer and gentler. your hands moved from his arms to grab on his hair. this earned a groan from him and ultimately deepened the whole interaction. you could feel your lips getting puffy by the time you were both out of breath.

"missed this so much" he moved to nuzzle on your shoulders now. pressing soft kisses to it before nipping on it, leaving red marks that you definitely need to cover with concealers tomorrow. "you don't have work tomorrow right?" you shook your head. "good" then he continued to do what he was doing, this time rougher.

"hey, just because i don't have work doesn't mean you can go ham on marking you dimwit" you pulled his hair to pull his face from your shoulders. "sorry, just this once please" he was begging with puppy eyes. you pinched his nose before sighing. you were weak to his puppy eyes, so you just let him be.

"minmin" you called out. he stopped to look at you. "before i let you do more, what are we?" you cupped his cheeks. unlike last time where he hesitated on his answers, he was smiling now. "lovers? if you want to" he answered your question with a big grin on his face. "learned your lesson now huh?" you joked while pinching his cheeks. "yes, i'm sorry so let me love you, okay?" he begged. you nodded before encircling your arms on his back to bring him to another kiss.

hesitancy out of the window, just pure love present in the room. if you thought everything was ephemeral, you were proven wrong. perhaps everything happened because you both weren't ready. but now that you are, the universe has decided to bring you together.

toujours et pour toujours.

(always and forever)

the end.

[chuuyaswifeandhoe]

Do you wanna say something?

Pairing: Chuuya x femreader

Warnings: pet names, teasing, swearing

I blame @ravencincaide for the creation this fic. She's my biggest inspiration when it comes to writing.

Reading on the sofa of your shared apartment was one of your favorite activities. And today the weather was also your partner, the rain hitting the windows being a relaxing sound for you. You were so caught up in that book, an enemy-to-lovers series, giggling like a teenager at every intense scene you passed, that you did not hear your dear boyfriend calling on you.

‘’Y/N!’’

You yelped, taking your gaze from your book to look for your boyfriend, it was not like him to raise his voice. Chuuya only chuckled when he saw your confused look and spoke again.

‘’Seems that the book has totally captivated you, doll.’’ He raised an eyebrow, taking out a bottle of wine from the cabinets. ‘’You want one?’’

You blushed at his affirmation. Of course, you were captivated, you were getting to the one-bed trope part in the book.  ‘’Yes, it’s a really… nice book. And yes, I’d love one, thank you!’’ Telling him exactly what was happening was out of discussion right now. You had to find out what the two characters were going to do.

He just hums while pouring you a glass. ‘’ Did you eat anything today or you just had your hands glued to the book?’’.

‘’Hmm? Oh, yeah I actually did eat a sandwich earlier.’’ your gaze never left the pages while responding.

‘’Good girl!’’ Chuuya chimed while sitting on the sofa near you.

That was the moment you stopped reading, your mind went blank. You blushed and covered your face with the book, what did he call you?? He could not do it, at least not right now. You were already flustered by whatever was going on in the book, you could not handle Chuuya teasing you. Sensing that something changed, Chuuya turned his head to look at you, only to find your pretty face covered with the damn book.

‘’Aww, did my pretty girl get all flustered from so little?’’ he smirked, one of his hands finding one of yours and pulling to get the obstacle out of his way so he could look at you.

‘’No, no, no, I don’t know what you’re talking about!’’ Your mere attempts to keep the book close to your face were useless, your strength not matching the gravity manipulator in any way.

‘’But I think you know, or you wouldn’ try to cover your cute face, would you? Now be my good girl and remove the book so I can be sure I am incapable of making you flustered.’’ He grinned, knowing this was going to be a very fun game. The more you wanted to deny that he had this effect on you, the more he was going to press the matter. Win-win for him.

‘’C’mon Chuuya, let me read!’’ You tried to protest, but he continued to tug at your book, succeeding in getting it off your face, showing him the blushing mess you were, your lips parted. He could only smirk at the sight, of you being so adorable.

‘’Such a good kitten you are! See, it wasn’t so hard.’’ His voice was like honey, pouring down, making you shiver. He knew what he was doing and you loved and hated it at the same time. And the fact your mind was already inebriated by the enemies-to-lovers book did not help with your situation. You let out a squeal, feeling his eyes burning your skin and you put your hands to cover your expressive face.

"Tsk! You were such a good little one, worthy of my praise, now you wanna become a naughty girl, doll face?" He was trying so hard to not break character and laugh seeing how you squirmed at every word. He loved teasing you, it was always a pleasure to catch you unguarded, making you a blushing mess, incapable of letting out any coherent thoughts. The most rewarding ones were the ones where he could see you getting down on the floor because you could not handle it anymore, almost melting away under his words.

You let out something that resembled a moan, but you were not sure. Fuck, you felt your face burning, and you were almost sure that you were worse than a tomato. It was not fair for him to be such a tease with you!

‘Chuu’ his nickname purred out of your lips, a desperate attempt to make him stop, but it just had the opposite effect. His hands grabbed your wrists pinning them over your head, his eyes scanning your features with a grin.

"Do you wanna say something, little brat? Hmm, to think you were doing so good for me a few moments ago, naughty, naughty girl. Now, say that I’m having no effect on you my sweet angel and I’ll just go back to my wine." His voice was almost innocent, but you knew better than to be fooled by his tone. He approached your face, his gaze over your trembling lips, then staring directly into your soul.

You inhaled sharply, it was too much, and your mind went blank. This was clearly a trap, one that you would walk right into independently of what answer you were to give him. An ‘I hate you’ left your lips in a desperate attempt to hurt him, but he started laughing.

"Trying to give me an attitude princess? Being such a rebellious little brat will get you nowhere. How about you try again, my little devil, hmm? C’mon, you might end up regretting every moment of this sassy attitude… or that’s exactly what you want, hmm? Maybe it is time I teach you a lesson."

[generalluxun]

Looking at the episode listings now & Season 3 just gets more tragic, cos from Chloe's perspective its like this:

Mums back, but still hates me (Killed me) but hey I can be a super hero cos destiny, chance, choice whatever!

Oh no, I messed up being a super hero, was humiliated before everyone and... Well at least mom seems to like me now?

Followed with, well everyone hates me and I'm useless I might as well leave, oh gosh Ladybug thinks I can be good and useful & chose me!

Capped off with, I helped Ladybug and the rest of the team battle an army of Akuma, we almost defeated Hawk Moth and even had a team photo!

Like, yes I know you know all this, sorry, but like...

From her perspective at the end of season 2, she had zero reason to think she was not on the team.

Then its months of radio silence, rejections and battles at her door.

Still, she tries at times, like with Star Train, even if no one takes her seriously.

Then she's targeted by the villains & almost manages to defeat Hawk Moths second in command but is told she can't be hero anymore.

Followed very shortly afterwards by her parents declaring she only loves herself, attacking her and Ladybug choosing the only other hero with a known identity & then Hawk Moth ambushing her.

Again you know this, but it really does just emphasize the tragedy to me.

Now,

I am sure there will be someone who will go, "She's not owed a Miraculous" and sure, but frankly no one is owed super powers. Or, "Marinette is not obligated to help improve a girl who is always awful to her." Again, fair in concept, but here's the issue.

As I noted elsewhere, she already was chosen to use a Miraculous several times, as in sequentially there were no massive gaps that would give her the impression this would be a rare or one off thing.

Thing is, as only Ladybug is making these calls & chose her each time despite their history it is Ladybug's job to tell her that it was never going to last. Or at least order someone else too, or to have opted against choosing her again in the first place.

& as for Marinette, well again, she wasn't obliged to try and fix the family situation but she chose too. We can argue about whether it was in character to try, or the method she picked was out of character.

But within the context of the story, she did opt to insert herself into the this situation. It feels disingenuous to then turn around and say she can just divorce herself from it. If nothing else, she should maybe like... Tell an adult?

Like, its for sure a messy situation.

I'm not blaming Marinette for how messy it became but I do think its fair to note how this would look from Chloe's perspective without Marinette or our audience context. IE, her beloved idol who she's given adoration & obedience told her she could be a good & useful hero; then dropped her for months, & seemingly lied about why.

I also think its fair to note that regardless of whether it was the personally logical or morally right choice, Marinette did choose to involve herself of her own accord. Even suggesting involving Chloe could make her a better person! So people acting as though she's, at the very least, not involved at all is just feels disingenuous ya now?

The Season 3 finalé sets up so much for the folks who believe S4/5 was a retcon as opposed to plan. I don't think it was a retcon, but I DO believe it was a betrayal of the narrative before that point.

The S3 Finalé frames Chloé's fall *explicitly* as a tragedy. Fu uses the phrase 'Some lose hope' to describe her situation. Losing hope isn't an act of evil, it's an act of desperation and defeat. In a greater sense it is also framed as a failure of *Ladybug*.

Because no matter what people want to say about Marinette's duty to hep, *Ladybug* does have duties and responsibilities. On her watch a child was isolated and broken down over several episodes by Hawkmoth and Mayura. Season 3 starts the pattern of Ladybug failing with every Finale *Which is a very weird story to write!*

Now, the S3 Finalé would have worked as a low-point/mistake for LB to circle back to and address shortly after. Have her find out about Hawkmoth/Mayura's manipulation, about Queen Bee confronting Mayura and rejecting her. About her rejecting an akuma before anyone else. Have Marinette discover that things are not what they appeared on the surface (come on this is a classic theme for superheros!) and institute a process of mending fences. Ladybug grows from the experience, Chloé clearly will have growing to do too. In the end though the abused child is heard, and healing/help is given.

Instead they just went with 'nah ignore all the setup, Chloé is just evil, always has been, she is actually the abuser not her parents, and she deserves it.' (A statement Thomas wrote into S5E23 which was removed in production without his knowledge)

So yeah, no wonder people think it was a retcon. There's no world where the reality makes sense.

[exrankluck]

Dear Vocalist Momochi Translation — ＠ A・CHI・KO・CHI

disclaimer: some things might be inaccurate or awkward.

this is a bonus drama that came with the riot cd !

ディア・ヴォーカリスト Riot エントリーNo.4 モモチ 特典CD ｢プライベート・ヴォーカリスト＠A・CHI・KO・CHI｣ 【アニメイト CD4巻購入特典】 [豊永利行]

Hmm? What? Do you want that? That necklace? Mm, it's cute! But I didn't realize you liked purple this much, it's a little surprising. Ah, is that so? Ehe, that makes me happy~ It makes me feel like you're really cheering for Veronica! Hey, hey, if that's the case, how about I buy it for you? Hehe, sure! Since it's a special occasion, I'll treat you to a present. But in exchange, make sure you wear it to the next concert. That's a promise, okay? Um, excuse me, I'd like to buy this. And since it's a present, could you wrap it for me?

Ahh, I'm tired. What was with that store we just went to? The clerk was so annoying. She kept sneaking glances at me. She obviously realized that I'm Momochi from Veronica. That's why I didn't want to go. Why did we even come to Diver City? So? Are you satisfied now? There's nowhere else you want to go, right? Yeah, there isn't. Ah, I'm glad. Then let's hurry up and go home.

[1:45] Tch, it's always crowded like this. This is why I hate Sundays - ! Seriously, I'm so tired. I want to be at home right now. I want to lay down. I want a cigarette. Hah? What is that? You don't think I'm going to follow you, do you? You're an idiot. Even when we reach Shibuya, we'll only be at the halfway point. We still have to transfer trains, and the platform is ridiculously far. Plus, it's Sunday, so the station will be super packed. Ah, I wish I could at least have a smoke. But I can't smoke unless I go out of the ticket gate. And if I go outside, it's cold. By the way, when twill they finish construction at Shibuya Station? It just gets more and more inconvenient every time they renovate it. It's unbelievable. Just thinking about it makes me want to give up. Ughhh, I should have stayed home. Because you're the one who insisted on going out for no reason. Honestly, what am I going to do with you? H-h-hold on a sec - sigh That was close! What the hell? Slamming on the brakes like that, couldn't the driver stop more smoothly? So careless. Ah, this is pissing me off. Maybe I should buy a car after all? Then I wouldn't have to take the train and deal with this. But driving is a hassle too…. By the way, how long are you going to keep leaning on me? You're heavy. Get away from me already.

[4:06] Ahh, I can't take anymore, I'm at my limit. Hey, get me something to drink. Bring it over quick. My throat is so dry. Hurry! Bring it here. W-wait. I smelled something weird just now. Come here for a second. Yeah, it's what I thought. You reek of cigarettes. What's going on? And it definitely doesn't smell like the cigarettes I smoke. It stinks! It really stinks. What is this? Huh? The train? You were right next to me the whole time, weren't you? Even if it was crowded, how could the smell of someone else rub off on you? Ah, I see. Because I told you to get away from me? Eh, so you were getting close to someone else to the point where I can smell it on you… You pretend to care about me, but you that's what you do behind my back? Don't mess with me! You really can't stop cheating, can you? The moment I let my guard down, this is what happens… I can't believe this. Take off those clothes immediately. That's why I told you to take them off! Take them off right now and wash them. sigh What's wrong with that outfit? There are so many buttons, I don't get it. Hah? It's your fault for wearing clothes that are so hard to take off. Ugh, it reeks. Even if you wash it, it's useless, the smell won't come out. And the buttons fell off, too. You're never going to wear it again anyways, right? So I'm going to throw it away.

Okay, hurry up and come over here next. Hah? Where? The shower. You smell like it too, so you need to wash it off, right? Or do you want to end up like those clothes? Then be quiet and come with me.

[7:00] Is that enough…? No, a bit more. Huh? Tsk, it's empty now. This body wash is expensive, but there's not much inside. Well, the smell seems to be gone, so this should be good. Okay, I'll rinse you off. Eh? It's cold? Shut up. This entire situation is because of you doing unnecessary things. I'm exhausted, and you keep making me do more stuff. Seriously, what's the matter with you? Here, dry off with this. You can do that much yourself, right? Eh? Oh, yeah, that's right. It might not be dry yet~ I used it this morning, after all. It can't be helped. I didn't expect things would turn out like this either. I even used my first day off in a long time to go with you, and all you do is make me feel bad. I'm really fed up.

Ah, I'm tired. I need to rest or I won't last until the next day off. My schedule is packed from tomorrow, too. By the way, didn't they mention something about starting early tomorrow, like a soundcheck or something? I really can't deal with this anymore…

[8:50] Sorry, I completely forgot that I have practice tomorrow morning! I feel bad, but could you please let everyone know I'll join you later? Yeah, start practicing without me. Uh, I think I'll be able to make it around noon, probably. By the way, the studio is the same one we used last time, right? In Shinjuku? OK, then I'll see you tomorrow. Bye-bye!

Huh? Were you there the whole time? Did you dry yourself off? And your hair? Oh, I see. By the way, how long do you plan to stand there? If you're going to come in, come in. If you're going to go out, then go out. Make up your mind. The door being open is making it cold, you know.

Did you say something? I can't hear you at all. I guess apologizing means you've reflected on your actions a little. Hmm. Hey, come over here. Sit down. Mm, you smell good~ If it's like this, I won't have to kick you out.

[10:35] Oh, by the way, how about trying on the necklace I bought earlier? Since you're finally clean. So, where is it? Inside the bag? Um… found it, found it. Heh, but what is this wrapping? It's seriously tacky. It doesn't make any sense, it's hard to open too. Here, I'll put it on you. Hold your hands out in front of you. I said your hands. Both hands! Put them out. Hurry up. Mhm, just like that. Don't move. Let me do it like this. Yeah, hehe, it looks good on you! Do you have any complaints? There's no rule that says a necklace has to be worn around your neck, right? Besides, I'm the one that bought it, so I can do whatever I want with it. When both of your hands are restrained like this, you can't do anything unnecessary, can you? If you move around carelessly, this thin chain will break easily. It's a present from me, so I won't forgive you if you break it. Wouldn't you be in trouble too? You promised to wear it to the concert, didn't you? You know what will happen if you break your promise to me, right? So just stay still and behave yourself. From now on, no matter what I do, you absolutely can't move. Understand? Hehe, good girl~ You almost ruined my day off. Naturally, you have to make it up to me. Until I'm satisfied. Oh, by the way, I can take it easy tomorrow morning, you don't have to worry about that. So, Make sure you satisfy me completely, okay?

**achikochi means 'here and there'

[vennyvenadito]

I watched Derision and….oh God, it’s a mess

I hated it

Everything was so lame

Everyone was so out of character in this episode

And I gonna ask this, when Mari was akumatized, we see her memories right?, alright, now can some please tell….why the heck we could also see other characters point of view???!!! Isn’t this sequence is in Mari’s POV?? Like, someone explain that

And please, look me in the eye and try to tell me this backstory make sense, come, try

Because none of this make fucking sense!

And before you go to tell me otherwise, I’m saying this as some who was in the fandom since season 1, like, when everyone where trying to figure out who Hawkmoth is, that old I am, so no, no try to tell me I don’t know anything about the show and the characters because I know them perfectly

So yeah I can tell, Chloe wasn’t this type of ““eViL””” in previous seasons back then, Marinette wasn’t even scared of her, she was just annoyed by her, even before Alya came she wasn’t really afraid of her, she was like “ugh, this bitch”

And tell me Mari, if you where so traumatized about falling in love with someone, than why didn’t you do the same thing with Luka and Chat Noir huh?, Please explain yourself young lady?

In fact, why are you panicking in front Kim??, you always acted normal around him!!

And for last, I just loveee the doble standard in this show

Marinette can be excused of her stalking behavior towards Adrien, every bad thing she does was just because she is traumatize, so please don’t be harsh on her, after all, she is young, and kids do stupid thing

But nooo, no no, Chloe shouldn’t be excused, forget the fact her mom is a abusive bitch, forget about the fact she openly say to Ladybug she feels useless, forget the fact she was only Adrien’s best friend back then and did care about him (watch “Collector episode 1, season 2), forget the fact she has Andre as a pathetic excuse of father

Because every teen can be forgiven except Chloe

She is evil, she always will be, she can’t change, because Thomas say so, and if you not agree than you are an abusive person, your evil as well

And Mylene…shut up, please

When Thomas would release that not everyone reacts the same way on trauma?

Back to Mari’s panic attacks, everything go to fast to me!, there’s no time no analysis what the hell is going on, also, didn’t she used to be in the public pool before this episode?, like, Mr Pigeon 72 never happen I guess

Also, this episode make her look worse because back in season 3 in Animaestro, she fucking team up with Chloe, Chloe, her bully, the person who made her life back then a living hell, to humiliate Kagami in front Adrien

What the hell Mari!?

And Chat….sweety, honey, I love you, and I insist your deserve better but….please don’t do that, this isn’t you, your not like that, your better than this

Anyway this episode is trash, is literally every salt fic in one episode, every single cliche of a generic backstory perfect for a Wattpad’s fanfic

And please, instead of trying to tell me every episode that Chloe is evil and I should hate her, what not you guys try to focus in more interesting lore instead? Please, like, kwamis, Gabriel and Emilie? (Representation doesn’t count)

And even then, why show this episode in season 5, you literally have a lot of seasons to show this, and you decided this was the right moment??

Ok, that’s all I wanted to say

Se ya folks

[crownmemes]

A Touch of Frost Sentences, Vol. 1

(Sentences from A Touch of Frost (1992-2010). Adjust phrasing where needed)

"Could you please pull yourself together and act like a mature human being!"

"Just so you know, I don't like to eat anything green."

"Everyone was right; you're not very nice to know."

"Swear to me that you had nothing to do with this!"

"I am concerned that the wrong officer may be in charge of this investigation."

"I'm trying to preserve the reputation of this force!"

"I find you incredibly offensive!"

"Who knows what goes through your mind when you blow someone's head off."

"What are we talking about now? Politics?"

"I'm sorry if I got a bit maudlin this morning. I sometimes get overwhelmed by self-knowledge and the sudden realisation that I'm useless. It's my only vice."

"I hope you'll accept my apology. Manners never were my strong point."

"I'm a little concerned about the way you dress."

"From the state of her face, there must have been blood everywhere - but as you can see, the place is immaculate. No blood, no mess. Everything in its place. He must have tidied up after himself."

"You're lonely, and sometimes loneliness turns to bitterness."

"You know how I hate computers. There's only one way to catch criminals, and that's good, old-fashioned police work!"

"You used to be with the Serious Crime Squad, didn't you?"

"Did you know that more people die at four o'clock in the morning than any other time?"

"I don't think I like your attitude."

"You know, it'd have been a lot easier if you'd come clean when we first spoke to you."

"I don't care about you. Not anymore."

"What are you doing here, apart from trying to avoid me?"

"Insensitive is my middle name."

"You can't put a tick in the 'no publicity' box, you know."

"Bravery's good news. It's got to be maximised."

"We all come out of this a lot less human than we went in."

"You have a very individual approach to detection, but we're all part of a team, and teamwork's what gets us results!"

"Eccentrics are only tolerated so long as they come up with the goods."

"What makes you think you're such a catch? A scruffy copper who only comes home when he feels like it?"

"The way to deal with dogs and horses is to show you're not afraid of them. Is it the same with policemen?"

"Out of order is no good to anyone. Out of step is much better. That way, you tread on the bits the other people miss."

"You live, and you die, and the difference doesn't affect a single person in the whole world. It's as if you hadn't been here in the first place."

"Just because we're loyal to each other doesn't mean we have to be faithful."

"I cannot for one moment believe that any breach of confidence on your part was deliberate, but your haphazard way of working was always bound to lead to this kind of cock-up!"

"You're selfishly coming between two people who care for each other!"

"You're a hard, callous bitch! You're just using me!"

"When have you ever had a lasting relationship?"

"We are in the middle of a murder enquiry! I think private lives can wait!"

[rawrambles]

what the fuck am i doing

looking over bridges contemplating suicide

but all i got is my money on my mind

with just my shadow by my side

but I’m sure ill be fine

hoeing around getting high like cloud nine

wishin i had real homies but they’re so hard to find

real people get to like me and i always cross the line

with my anger and frustration i hide deep inside

i say I’m okay and i got this no lie

but its obvious Im useless and im going to die

and to live this kind of life, why?

drugs over your family sounded like the good ride

but look at you now all you do is rely

on people to provide for you bitch sit down and cry

you’re a worthless mess you know that right?

you’re ignorant and will always lose the fight

you could never do anything right with your life

look at those pills go ahead and grab the knife

the heroin is still calling you name

didn’t it numb you and make you feel sane?

go ahead and take a hit

does it look like anyone gives a shit

all you need is one final overdose

shoot up once it’ll do the most

your pain and stress will finally end

but don’t forget to make amends

people hate you you know?

you’re a little drug whore:)

you’re a helpless fuck and nothing more

walk through the streets and feel bad for yourself

you’re such a bad person ur parents won’t even help

you may as well jus take your life now

whoever said u meant something was fuckin around “

~

backstory: I found this on my ex bfs laptop and sobbed for hours thinking he wrote it about me. turns out I wrote it about myself the night before on x*nax and forgot about it

[dream-meister-translations]

DREAM MEISTER & THE RECOLLECTED BLACK FAIRY

MAIN STORY : CHAPTER 2 PART 19

━

NAVI : Ah~... I had a good nap. Good morning, Master★

NAVI : Wait, everyone's here?

EMMA : Yeah, we were waiting for you and the others to wake up.

CROW : "You’ve remembered something about your past…" …Is that true?

NAVI : Just a tiny bit…

NAVI : I think it was... Mateo? When I got caught up in his miasma and went berserk.

MATEO : ...S-Sorry.

EVAN : At that time, something welled up inside of me.

EVAN : Memories I didn't want to remember. Or should I call them emotions? Scars.

EVAN : Deeply engraved wounds on my being.

EVAN : What colored me black—human despair.

EMMA : ...!

NAVI : When Master asked me back in Reckord, I wasn't sure.

NAVI : But, it was indeed that which turned us into black fairies…

NAVI : We were originally just normal fairies.

NAVI : Just like the fairy tales humans would always dream about as kids, we used to bestow blessings upon them.

NAVI : But not everyone could fulfill their dreams.

NAVI : Some would hit a wall, their dreams shattered, and they'd be consumed by despair to the point of wanting to die.

NAVI : Their deep and dark despair would... also paint over the fairies attached to them.

NAVI : Hopelessly, entirely black.

EMMA : (Human despair... So, that's what it was.)

EMMA : (The black fairy that possessed Gran...)

━FLASHBACK━

??? : ...After all, humans are nothing but weak, fragile, transient beings.

??? : You humans painted me black...

━END FLASHBACK━

NOAH : Blaming all of humanity. How terrible.

CROW : ...You had to relive such painful memories...

HIMMEL : Well... We still don't know why we became like this, why we were sealed.

EMMA : Is that so?

NAVI : Yeah, sorry for being cryptic★

HIMMEL : But there’s no need to fret. Worrying about our past is futile, after all...

GRANDFLAIR : ...You've suffered so much, worrying like this…

HIMMEL : Hehe... There's really no need. Your prayers, Master, saved us.

EMMA : Huh?

NAVI : When I went berserk... I felt hatred, sadness, fear, I was a mess.

NAVI : But Master's light, it extinguished those feelings.

NAVI : It made me feel... nostalgic somehow.

EMMA : Nostalgic...?

Evan and Himmel remained silent, their heads down.

It seemed like they, too, shared Navi’s sentiments...

NAVI : Hmm, what is a Master, really? Why are you our Master?

EMMA : What am I...?

EMMA : Indeed, what am I...?

ITSUKI : ...Huh?? Isn't Emma still Emma?

CROW : Yeah, that's right. She's our dependable Guild Keeper.

EMMA : Thank you.

EMMA : I don't know why I can use the Key, but I do know what I want to do.

EMMA : I want to protect the dreams of the Meisters as a Guild Keeper. And... the black fairies, too.

EMMA : I don't want to leave them steeped in despair.

EMMA : After hearing Navi's story, that's how I feel.

MATEO : M-Master... Kind.

With a smile, everyone nodded in response to my words.

As for Navi and the others, they blinked their eyes and stared at me for a while.

NAVI : Master is... too good, it's irritating~

EMMA : Haha, I expected you to say that.

EMMA : But this is how I feel. How about you, Navi?

NAVI : Huh?

EMMA : I haven't really asked you for a clear answer yet.

EMMA : Are you still unhappy about being with us...?

NAVI : .............

NAVI : ...I hate humans.

NAVI : Especially those guys with the hats, I hate them so much!!

NAVI : So, we decided that we’ll beat them together. That's the plan.

EMMA : ...Oh!!

EVAN : If there’s one thing that’s worse than possessing you, it’s being manipulated by them….

CROW : Haha, well said!

NAVI : You understand what this means, right, Itsuki? I might possess you like crazy, and it might harm your body!

ITSUKI : I’ll just have to train seriously now that I understand why you’re so angry.

HIMMEL : Let's show them that their plan is useless.

GRANDFLAIR : We've finally become comrades.

EVAN : Don't misunderstand. We share a common goal, that's all. I still don't like you guys.

CROW : It's fine; Evan is at his best when he's tsundere.

EVAN : Don't call me tsundere!

EMMA : (Maybe... I've gotten a little closer to Navi and the others.)

EMMA : Nice to meet you again, everyone!

NOAH : ...So, what's next? The enemy escaped and we have no idea where they are.

CROW : Goddammit, we're pathetic...

ITSUKI : You were also injured Crow. There was nothing we could do.

CROW : No, we can’t stop now… We have to keep up the chase…

CROW : "Use the Black Fairies to destroy as many human dreams as possible…" What an insane plan…

CROW : And then there's Eden…

━FLASHBACK━

NANASHI : Let’s just say that Eden and I have quite the deep connection.

━END FLASHBACK━

NOAH : ...Hey. You're saying we should follow the black fairies, right?

NOAH : "Quite the deep connection," you said? Maybe Eden is their comrade-

CROW : That's absolutely impossible.

CROW : There's no way he’d go around destroying people's dreams like that…

ITSUKI & GRANDFLAIR : Right.

NOAH : Well, you’re right about that...

EMMA : (Eden is waiting for me at the ends of the earth, Nanashi said that.)

EMMA : (What does that mean...)

GRANDFLAIR : As for where to go next... We do have one clue…

CROW : ...!! That's the gun they were using, right!?

GRANDFLAIR : Yeah, Noah picked it up amidst the chaos.

EMMA : Picked it up?

NOAH : Yeah, it seemed like they dropped it.

EMMA : Dropped it? That's... is that even possible?

ITSUKI & CROW & GRANDFLAIR : Yeah.

GRANDFLAIR : If we can figure out where it came from, that might give us an idea where to look.

CROW : Huh... What an unusual design... Is that core thing a replacement for the magazine?

ITSUKI : ...A magic core? Is it made of the same compound as Crow's bike?

CROW : Probably. But I can't tell much more than that.

EMMA : They called it a magical tool, right?

EMMA : In that case, I think I know who could help…

[supernovafeather]

Allies With Benefits (18+)

Leto Atreides x F!Reader

Content : rough sex, unprotected sex, oral sex, anal sex, swearing, reader slaps him but that's part of some weird courtship rituals for them they're used to it dw they're into it, body changes (weight loss), really soft allusion to dubcon.

Summary : As countess of a minor planet, reader had to find new ways to get things done. She decided to use her body to seal an alliance with Leto Atreides.

A conqueror behavior had nothing to do on any planet other than yours. Where you were born, it could be justified by your bloodline and justice. Here, on Caladan, it could only get interpreted as insulting and egoistical. And yet, he loved it.

Not that people appreciated your attitude much, but their Duke did. It took him some time, but once alone with him, you felt more than great at the thought of stepping on his land, on his way. Your confidence eclipsed any unwanted thought. Doubt ? That was for the weak that used to always find an excuse for their pathetic behavior and failures. Now that you understood what it meant to embrace power fully, you had no will to let it go. For so many years your own people used to shame you about your appearance, behavior, and skills. No matter how hard you tried to make yourself understand and respect, they didn't care. Despite your benevolent nature you chose your mother's path, a bloody one. Yet, they still kept on disrespecting you. So you changed everything about you to adopt that appearance they would both fear and fantasize about. If they had to look up at you with hatred, at least they would do it with that lust and powerlessness in their doomed gaze.

Leto Atreides had felt… confused about it all, you saw it. He was the only one not to disrespect you when weight remained an insisting parasite in everybody's conversation about you. In theory you should respect him but that only made him the easiest to try to step on. Losing weight was one thing, and keeping control over the dark sides of your personality was another one. You wanted to outlive that image they had of you. You had enough of them, of their judgemental gazes that made you lower your eyes.

"Give me the men I asked for, and the both of our people are going to…" you started as you stepped up to him with a warning glare. "I won't give you anything my Lady. You are in no right to demand anything from my House after your… questionable behavior." He answered. "Who do you think you are to even try to make me abandon my own people ?" "I don't think I am the Duke of Caladan, I AM the Duke of Caladan, if that may bring you some lacking information about your own predicament." He snarled. "Your role is to obey and remain at your place instead of acting impulsively."

Rebellions over and over. You had had enough of them, so you chose a more brutal approach. Blood got shed and your whole personal changes supposed to turn into tools that would make you look like the distinguished lady they wanted to see turned into ones matching your perversity when it came to death and dignity. Order and discipline were desperately needed and that asshole didn't see it. That man you used to admire, that family that used to make you feel jealous over yours failed you.

"I do not care about your titles, I want you to act upon that mess reigning over my land, over my ancestor's land like you promised." You whispered with a hateful gaze. "I want you Leto Atreides, to respect our agreements instead of running away like a useless scared child would before a storm. That same storm is going to wipe us all, please act upon it."

You did not care about that mix of anger and hunger all over his face as you walked up closer and closer to him until pressing your chest against his. Since the day you appeared for the first time as slim, you noticed the way those men's gazes changed around you. Those useless pieces of shit begged to get stepped upon despite themselves claiming how deserving you were of a similar fate for the greatest good. For balance, for culture, for justice. And yet here they were, begging you silently to let your hands close around their neck, asking you to castrate them with your bare hands. They moved to declare you war in one way or another just to feel your wrath coating them in lava.

"I won't send you my men." He said.

You hated that heat spreading in you as his steely eyes locked with yours for good. Leto Atreides - by the Gods, an Atreides himself - tried to resist his own urges around you. Unthinkable a few months ago. He was about to regret his stupid choices. You would have been there baring his own child by now if only he were as loyal, open minded and kind as he claimed to be. He was not that different from them all.

"Do it." You muttered. "Why ? I won't condemn them to a certain death just because you asked like the spoiled child you are. Stop begging me my Lady." "You will be the one begging."

The firm hand grabbing your neck almost chocked you as you ended up pressed against the nearest wall, the Duke's eyes trying to take control over your exchange.

"I won't allow you to decide of my soldiers' fate." He warned you with a slight head tilt. "Who do you think your are to demand such things?" "The lady that has nothing to lose but her dignity. Is that too much to ask for," you breathed out.

His hand tightened its grip around your throat and for a second you started to panic. It hurt but you got your composure back as his features hardened as his lips almost brushed upon yours.

"I would be ashamed of acting this way my Lady. Your blatant disrespect, both for me and yourself is inconsiderate." "Are you accusing me of something? I am not the one strangling a lone woman in a corner of my chambers." You squealed. "You asked me to condemned over a thousand soldiers to death." "And you are about to get convinced by me and me only, as deaf you are to my people's suffering as you are."

For years you cursed those powerful and beautiful women for using their body to get what they wanted but now, you realized how invincible that tool was once you learned to use it in an appropriate way. You learned how to kiss men sensually thanks to your servants. You learned to moan the right way to make blood leave the brain they like so much to brag about. You learned to roll your hips against them to initiate some wicked desire in them even if they remained fully dressed. So, you used all those weapons against him and even pulled on his curled and greyish hair as he kneeled before you. You savored your victory as you glared at the wall before you, feeling his hot and shaky breath covered by your dress as his tongue and lips played with your thighs with sloppy kisses. All your unholy whispers and moans were enough to get his all mighty hands all over your legs freshly shaven for this night just in case, his mouth sucking on that spot full of nerves making you rub your entrance against his beard.

Then came the moment you cried his first name out when his tongue invaded your wet and already pulsating entrance, his own eagerness multiplied indefinitely as your thighs closed around his face. You felt each of his motions, the way his face rubbed left and right to increase the pressure against your flesh, the sucking sounds, and that warm tongue getting all this juice out off you to suck it in. Your body arched against the wall, and your eyes opened to see nothing at all as warmth spread all over your body. Only your muscles responded to his ministrations as you felt a finger finding its way behind you, inserting itself into a place where it shouldn't have any right to go into. You didn't say anything, your mouth open and silent as that tongue continued on torturing you so delightfully. Then that wet forefinger that started to dig its way up inside of your butt made you snap back to reality. You wouldn't let your Duke have you like that. You wanted to get your way with him with your own rules. If he was to get you, you would get him as well.

"Let's go to your bed." You moaned loudly as your eyes rolled back once again.

Twice. He got you so effortlessly twice in just a few minutes and you came loudly, his hands keeping your hips firmly against the wall as your upper body undulated. Your fingers pulled on his hair, and something told you he loved it as he kept on sucking on your juices with so much strength.

"Leto, by the Gods let me go."

He went even deeper with his tongue, and you opened you eyes wide as you felt his whole finger find its way up your butt, rubbing your insides to get you ready for what he wanted ultimately. The back of your head hit the wall with another insanely loud moan and you knew that you wouldn't win in that position. You felt him stretching you from the inside.

You were back at being the one begging to get heard and you hated that.

"Leto, my Lord, my liege, by the Gods please don't… don't…"You heard the loud sucking sound from between your legs muffled by your dress and gave up, letting him get what he wanted with his mouth as you closed your eyes tightly, feeling a second finger getting inserted in you as you tightened your hole around the first one. He had no pity, like you should have known. You could only admire him for that, and now you understood why so many women chose those weapons against men possessing such powerful armies.

Then he had enough, his face now pressing against yours as his hands held yours in a a hurtful grip, his tongue spreading your own taste in your mouth as he rubbed his covered crotch against yours, your thighs only able to welcome his presence between them. You wouldn't let him have you like this.

"Call me my Lord with that voice again and trust me my whole castle will hear your screams." He promised breathlessly.

You didn't care. You managed to make him fall to the side on his own bed, one of a fabrics unknown to you, so soft you got distracted by it until feeling two eager hands rubbing your chest to grab your chest. Your thighs and hips knew exactly where to go, trapping his hardness firmly as you stared right into his troubled eyes.

"Only once I'm naked." You said.

Confused, he looked up at you as he sat down. The moment you took your top off and stared down at him, you knew you won for a short moment. You refused to acknowledge that such a noble man would get distracted for your nipples and breasts so easily. Unfortunately his instincts were not that different from your servants. So you started to rub his crotch with the only strength of your hips, your emotionless face soon making his smile disappear. Your hands found his top, taking it off as he muffled a strange sound.

"Not that different from a desperate whore ?" He mumbled.

This was what made you commit the worst. You slapped him violently, then a second time following his pleased sigh. You took him by surprise, and rubbed your hips against his with even more strength.

"I don't think I am the slut here my Lord, I am not the one moaning like a bitch to get dominated."

You slapped him again which made his eyes glassy then pulled on his head as he moaned again. His hands grabbed the sheets brutally as you lowered his pants, and he managed to look down right as your warmth started to engulf his shaft.

"My Lady…" he started.

Drunk dazed by the power you had over him, you started the brutal thrusts yourself. It wasn't long before he joined you, his eyes either staring at your bouncing breasts or your sexes rubbing against each other in a concert of wet noises that would make any shy sould ashamed. You were beyond that point. Yes, he got you wet but just as you got him hard. He could see you as a slut and want you to see yourself as one, but you would also make him see himself as one.

"Lecturing people and yet acting like a desperate whore," you commented against his lips as his bed cracked even louder than before, "you're not that different from others" "You should feel that tight cunt to know who's the whore there." He groaned.

You slapped him once again and he answered back by inserting his forefinger back inside you. You slapped him against and he kept it deep inside you, his mouth now kissing the area between your naked breasts. Against your own will, you stopped moving, your heart beating like a wardrum as his fingers started to rub inside you. Your flesh hadn't tightened yet so it was still easy for him to do that, then he inserted the second one. Still, you didn't move as you looked down as his bearded cheeks hid his mouth closing around your right nipple.

"Leto please I only… please my Lord I… I need your men…" You squealed as he sucked on your sensitive skin.

Your audacity got you lost in the mayhem caused by the colors of his room as you ended up forcefully on your knees, your hands soon joining them on his sheets. Your eyes barely had the time to open widely as you felt something hard entering you from behind, confident hands holding you still as you groaned at the length inserted between your ass cheeks.

"Playing the sluttish empress when you remain a shy and unimportant ambassador asking for help should teach you a lesson."

He spanked you once and your offended gasp made him do it once more as you felt him get fully inside you. Humiliation got you tearing up as his hands caressed yours hips then up your breasts, pinching your nipples as his strong hips trapped you against his mattress.

"Give me your soldiers." You breathed out as you made your flesh close around him. "I want my people to remain safe. You promised."

He exhaled brutally then moaned before starting a slow pace, careful as he kept you in this position as your flesh started to burn you from the inside.

"I am a loyal man don't worry about it."

You lowered your head as you gritted your teeth, struggling not to protest as your body tried to reject him. It was not ready yet despite his shaky breath and febrile hands holding your hips.

"You're too tight, wait a second." He mumbled.

He got out much to your relief, but soon pinned your face against the mattress. Your buttocks completely exposed could only let you feel the trails of saliva drooling inside your hole stretched by his hands as it ran down your crack. He spat several times, sometimes right next to your ass as your struggled to break free.

"Easy beautiful, I always take care of my favorite ones. Breathe in and breathe out. Relax."

Your nose still against his sheets couldn't breathe in properly as the Duke started to insert himself again inside you, his victorious laugh ringing in your ears as he managed to slide completely in your hole.

"That's my girl." He commented out loud. "I hope your men are worth it." "Stop talking about them. You only have to let me make you enjoy this."

As twisted as your "tactical conversations" were, you had to admit that Leto always kept his promises, unlike many before him. The new weapon you got from your physical transformation - despite being the double-edged sword it was - let you gain so much more influence than what you used to dream of. As an unimportant Countess from a small planet lost in the vast universe, getting your deals sealed with an Atreides himself was a miracle. Your planet's survival depended on it. The Duke remained pretty possessive and rough in bed but you couldn't forget the surprising attention he would put in aftercare. Today was your third time and and you tried to focus on what would follow instead of the harsh and raw clapping sound.

"Come here Countess." He muttered.

Your body reacted to his words strangely, with pleased goosebumps and a moan. Without stopping, he lied over you to cage you from behind against the bed, his hips changing their rhythm to something more intimate as you felt him slowly sliding in and out. You could merely rest your cheek on the bed, feeling his hot breath against it as he watched you from above.

"What an insufferable brat you are for a Lady." He commented with a mischievous tone. "Please shut your mouth," you protested weakly. "We are here to talk about politics, we shouldn't try to silence each other."

He kissed your nape gently, your mouth letting some moans out as his thrusts remained slow but got deeper everytime he pressed back inside you. The muffled groans stuck in his throat sounded lovely, and you folded your arm to grab a mop of his hair to keep him close.

"Disrespect me." He requested.

He stopped his thrusts to frustrate you, and once you felt pleasure vanishing you were able to think of something just to get him going again.

"Why should I ? My sole presence is enough to upset you for the rest of the day." "Not right now so disrespect me."

He pushed hard once to the point where you tensed up with your mouth wide open, your wrist next to his face now kissed by his lips.

"Don't you feel ashamed of acting worse than I do ?" "Absolutely not." He replied. "What do you feel at the thought of me doing the same with the Harkonnens ?"

That was a sensitive topic with him and you felt him pausing his whole body before you groaned at the hand pulling your head backwards. Even reversed his disapproval was clear, especially with his frowned eyebrows.

"Do not talk about doing that with them. You don't know what it would be like." "What if those monsters fucked me better than you do old man ? Maybe I should take them all at once so that I can tell you everything."

You squealed at the brutality used to make you bite the sheets as he started to pound aggressively, his hateful grunts audible next to your ears as he took you.

"You would miss me immediately and pray for me to come here save your ass, and you know it." He mumbled as the clapping resumed. Then I would have to come inside you to remind you that I would consider that as a betrayal of our… alliance."

Nothing official linked you to Leto Atreides. No precise status, no privilege other than having sex with him to seal deals, but for some reason it seemed to have provided some trust between your planets, which was the major pro of this situation. And with this trust came some untold rules. Some mutual will to stay close to the other. Just like you this man must have felt lonely, just in different ways. People always had bias towards others and despite how much admiration you had for him before your first travel to Caladan, he must have had many demons following him relentlessly.

The moment you came felt divine as you arched your back and cooed loudly. As he said previously, you would definitely hope for him to get you out of there were you to get trapped and submitted to horrible treatments by the Harkonnens. It felt amazing to have this kind of relationship with such a good leader as Leto Atreides. You made the right choice. You were a conqueror. Not the kind you wished to become, but adaptability was an important quality and you were glad you found it out.

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Thank you for reading ! :D

@queen-of-elves @qrjung

[claire-starsword]

The Guardiana Magic School Run -Part 18

Certainly it must be obnoxious that I keep bringing up the novel wherever I go, but consider: 1) i waited years to read that thing so i don't care; 2) translating 300+ pages for free is hella work so i get to brag; and 3) we are literally on Rudo lol i can't stop looking at everything differently now. I know this dog now. I love this dog. She's my friend.

Back to the run, we're still on the spirit of treasure hunts!

After a very fun and not at all garbage puzzle involving unclear map boundaries, we get Musashi, who is not valid for this magic user run. Yes, the guy is invisible and making words pop out of thin air, but he's NOT magical. He's just built different. You would understand if you had studied the blade like him.

We then get Lyle, who is also not for this run. Very sad. But at least they'll kindly donate their weapons to support our magic school. It's not much, but it's the thought tha-

MUSASHI WHAT THE HELL

ARE YOU MADE OF MONEY MAN

so uh, wow! that's something i'd never learn in a regular playthrough. Since it's a unique weapon it goes to the deals section for double the price. The deals section is very clogged right now so I guess we'll soon learn if new deals still pop up or if we're done with it. Not like the useless swords there were helping anyway.

On the topic of weapons, we also get a Holy Staff like I promised last time. I could promote Khris right now, giving up on an early Aura, to use this. Her attack is currently pretty ok (28), so a boost would likely put her in the 30+ with attackers like Max and Arthur. That's wild to think about. But am I going to use her like this with her squishy defense? In the chapter where Golems and Dullahans start to appear? I'm not sure. The next battle is also forest and she doesn't have great movement in that. But we'll be surrounded by spawns, so she might make a difference in wiping out some enemy in that chaos.

I'm pretty afraid of the next battle, so that's what I'm going for. At the end of the day she has four levels to go until Aura and I hate this kind of grinding very much lol

Say hello to Vicar Khris! Boy I hate the stat loss so much. And yet, upon equipping the Holy Staff, she now has the greatest attack in the party. Dog that mauls you for your sins. I'm losing it.

And we're not done with upgrades! First of all I forgot to equip the Soulbuster on Max, but don't worry, it still doesn't make him stronger than Khris.

Arthur on the other hand jumps above the Khris bar thanks to the Chrome Lance. The unpromoted Lowe and mages cannot use the Guard Staff for now, which is a bit of a loss for Lowe, but the girls on the other hand should just be blasting things with magic anyway. Tao might be our greatest weapon against the Golems.

Narsha meanwhile gets the Holy Mace, which is not only more powerful but also capable of Heal 3. Unfortunately I did forbid using weapon effects on my rules, didn't I? Uh oh. Still a nice upgrade, and I didn't have any idea on when to promote Narsha, so let's do it.

Establishing herself once more as the deuteragonist of this thing, Saint Narsha is now as strong as Max, but with a few more points in defense, which is great.

I am still afraid however, so I don't think the upgrades will end here.

I do sit atop a sizable collection of stat boosting items. That I always forget to use in casual play. I would like to not mess my challenge run doing that. The only characters were missing by now are Alef and Torasu, neither of which will need Power Wine, for example. I would also hope they won't need five whole defense potion.

But do I know how to distribute this in an smart and efficient way? Hell no. I do hate seeing Max without defense though, so one potion goes for him, taking him over 20. I do chicken out on using the rest of them though, because I don't think they'll make enough of an impact on characters that are still on the 14-17 range, especially when they don't have enough HP to survive two hits even if their defense was raised.

What I do end up with is using a couple Life Loaves on Narsha. Her defense is now on par with Max yet she has way less HP, so I'm hoping the +3 here helps.

I also end up facing this bizarreness here where the game does not update her current HP? Hoping she doesn't enter battle like this. I can't even use Medical Herbs outside of battle to fix it now.

I also decide to use the Power Wines on Max and Narsha, I'm really betting on them as the frontlines here. So congrats Max, now you're on par with dog girl. Only took a lot of effort.

I also give Anri a Quick Chicken in hopes she'll get more chance to hit the enemies before they hit her.

After all these very insecure decisions, I'm now turning my game off and on again because the Narsha thing bothers me.

:/ it does not fix it

Had to enter this screen and retreat, this is honestly some garbage code.

Anyway, let's finally get to the battle. The clear bonus is just money. Thanks to Musashi's patronage I'm not worried about that. Also no way in hell I'm rushing this battle.

I don't know why I haven't mentioned yet, but Domingo should be the star of this battle. The game even knows it, giving him some extra dialogue here. He has the best defense in the team, floating movement to ignore the forests and mountains, and magic damage against the enemies with high defense.

Arthur is currently the other tank of the team, but being a centaur he won't be moving well in this terrain.

He's at least enthusiastic enough to be the first one to move, but not like there's many threats in this start.

Also I'm just learning that Attack 3 uses 40 MP so, uh. Don't expect to ever see this thing used lol

Very unsure of what to do with Narsha as usual. I might try setting positions to catch Max, Arthur, Hanzou and herself in an Attack 2. I could boost the mages' damage instead but I'm unsure if that will be impactful enough on level 2 spells, and Tao's Blaze 2 is not in a deep need of help. Besides, MP eventually ends, while attack boosts are forever.

After a boring turn 2 we are finally ready to beat these things up. They're doing nothing to Arthur.

No point in wasting Domingo's MP with these weak enemies though. Arthur, Max and Hanzou wipe them out in a single hit each.

It takes me several turns because Khris is slow and has little movement, but I include her in the Attack plan.

In the next turn, I could use a Boost 1 on someone to finish Narsha's MP, but I feel like saving it for Aura in case I need healing.

I seem to have attracted the Artilleries' attention, but not triggered the spawns yet, which annoys me. I don't want those things to catch me off guard.

LIKE THIS YOU KNOW

EXACTLY LIKE THIS

Welcome to hell! The Master Mages have Freeze 2, which is pretty dicey to take on when there's many of them and we're gathered like this. The golems and worms should have a lot of attack, and Domingo and Arthur are my only tanks, so I can't exactly surround everyone else. At least I think the golems can't reach anyone yet since I tried to stay on the bottom, and their movement is not great. The worms should have less defense than the golems. Maybe we can defeat them before the golems arrive! Optimism!

You can already feel the centaur pain with Arthur not even being able to cover Tao here.

But he can one hit a guy in forest land effect.

Also, look! He finally fits this playthrough! Baby's first spell! Will we be using it instead of 20+ chrome lance damage? I don't think so.

Domingo also can't cover Tao, so clearly I screwed up bad. Maybe he'll distract the other worms though.

Max one hit kills a worm, but Hanzou fails tragically at this mage. He gets a level up with +4 attack to ensure it won't happen again.

I hit image limit as expected so, to be continued in a reblog, see i told you this one was more exciting than the last

[trust-and-jump]

let the annoying person KNOW that they are being annoying before doing something with it!!

//okay this is just me whining about my stupidity, sorry if someone sees it by accident//

I love leaving comments, especially under the stories that didn't get enough attention yet or posted in unpopular fandoms.

I leave comments as often as I can.

But also I apparently did something wrong once and got blocked by someone. I still don't know why (and I respect the decision anyway). But would it hurt to explain before blocking so I can learn from my mistakes. :( if a person doesn't know why you're blocking them because you never hinted them that something's wrong... I mean, you don't HAVE to explain everything you do and why you blocked someone bc they made you uncomfortable in some way. But. it would be a nice thing to do? Because. I really don't know why and the only thing that came to my mind was that I was being annoying and leaving too much comments on ao3 and asks on tumblr. that's all, I don't know any other reason. And I really don't need one more reason to hate myself but it added one and I started immediately plan bad things because my brain is stupid and makes me plan bad things when I mess up something (doesn't matter if it's a little something or jot) COULD BE avoided if I just knew that something's wrong BEFORE the person blocked me.

I mean, I'm okay right now, my head works normal again, but fuck that one week could cost my useless life (and almost did) because again, my brain is stupid sometimes. And it's not someone's responsibility to explain themselves. But. It would be a nice thing to do. And shouldn't we all be trying to be as nice as possible? Am I really that wrong? Does my point of view look so stupid to people? Am I that dumb? Really? Should I just shut up and never say anything, because this 'anything' is that dumb?

____

And I won't ever find out what exactly caused the blocking, because I don't want to make the person even more uncomfortable by sending the messages and anonymous asks. That would NOT be a nice thing to do. And I'm supposed to be as nice as possible. Even if I fail miserably, because I don't always magically KNOW what's wrong with my actions. [[also let's not forget the language barrier, because sometimes the sentence can sound rude because of the translation when in reality no rudeness intended]]

okay that's all I wanted to say.

look at my cat.

[casspurrjoybell-28]

The Alpha's Addiction - Chapter 39 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

Empty - Kao

"You ate leaves?"

"Yes and bark when I was extra hungry."

I can't help but laugh weakly, despite the fact that we're speaking of his life as a rogue, all alone out in the wilderness after he left me in the Blood Pack.

"That sounds terrible, you were barely out of pup-hood."

"It was terrible but I learned to hunt eventually and dad taught me how to cook before he died."

I can almost smell it now, the delicious waft of herbs and spices and freshly baked bread emanating from their family home when I walked his street.

I'd show up at their door with a growling stomach, too hungry to be embarrassed.

My father didn't think Omegas needed much food to sustain themselves, being the weak and useless beings he thought we were.

My mother and I were only allowed one meal a day, the serving size 'proportional' to our age.

Only during my mother's pregnancy, he told me once, was he allowed a larger amount of food, in hopes the nourishment would produce an Alpha.

Instead they got me and hated me the second I was born for what I was, a disgraceful Omega.

My father because he wanted an Alpha to be his pride and joy and my mother because he would be punished for not producing one.

"Why do you look so sad?"

I raise a brow.

"Is there anything to be happy about?"

"Maybe if you tried to forget the past and smile more, it'd help?" he offers.

I'm actually baffled but of course the Alpha that ran away from it all can think that it's so easy.

That I can flee what happened to me just like how he left when things got hard.

He doesn't understand the permanent scars that I will always, always bear from the terrors that happened in the Blood Pack.

"Easy for you to say," I scoff.

"I'm serious, Koa. You could be more positive..."

"Fuck right off, with that shit"

"I only want to help, Koa."

I'm about to respond when the deep voice of my mate asks...

"Help with what?"

We both turn to Cyrus, standing deathly still against a tree, gaze locked in on me.

Assessing everything.

Shit.

He'll know I was crying.

"Nothing," I stammer.

He doesn't need to know what's wrong.

"So you can tell him but not your own mate?" he bites out, icy eyes glowing like fire in the night.

"I haven't told him anything," I shoot back, despite knowing I'm only making it worse.

"And yet here he is," his tone so cold, it was unnerving.

"Des, just go, please."

This is not going to be pretty.

"Alright," he backs off, this being the second time now Cyrus has intercepted our time together.

I don't really care.

I don't care about anything else other than my mate, who stands in front of me, creasing eyebrows daring me to make another excuse to avoid things.

When Des is gone, Cyrus says...

"You've been acting strange since we had sex. No, you've always acted like that, danced around difficult topics but it's gotten worse, Koa. You're avoiding me like I did something wrong. So, have I?"

I shake my head, instantly becoming a pathetic, quivering mess under his harsh words.

"It's not you..."

"Then what makes it so damn hard to talk to me about it? I am your mate. Whatever bothers you, my purpose is to alleviate its stress."

I shake my head.

Not for this.

Nothing would make this better.

Nothing can change my damaged body, just as nothing can restore the fruit to a dead tree.

"It's not because we had sex, it's what came after...." I barely manage to choke out, knowing I don't make any sense but he is chipping away at my resolve.

Does keeping this secret even matter anymore, when everything has become so fucked up?

"That I talked about having a pup?" his eyes soften, large hand reaching for mine.

"You know it would never replace Oliver, Koa," he squeezes my hand in an attempt to soothe me, but the words accomplish only the opposite.

I shake my head, unable to speak.

"And if you don't want another pup right now, that's completely fine. It is your choice, my moon. My mother will be glad to make you a contraceptive brew."

I only continue shaking my head.

"No... No."

"No, what? What is it? Please, tell me," he's begging now.

"She won't need to make me one."

I push past him, wanting to run away like I always do.

Nip the hurt in the bud.

"So you would be okay with having a pup?" he asks, following after me.

"I'm saying I don't need the brew."

"Koa," he grabs my arm.

"Look at me. If you get pregnant..."

I rip from his grip, turning to bare my teeth at him.

"There is no if, Cyrus. I CAN'T. I am barren. I'll never be able to give you pups. Juliet confirmed it, so there, happy now?"

I'm trembling all over, my body doesn't feel like my own.

I take heaving breaths, registering all the emotions that cross his face at the reveal.

'Shock. Despair. Pain. Sadness. All of it, my fault.'

"What?" he asks, as if he hadn't heard properly.

I can't bear the sound of his voice. So raspy with uncertainty, with dread.

"Your dream of knocking me up? Not happening, not possible," I snap, the aggression my only defense mechanism against that heartbroken look inhibiting his features.

He rubs his hands over his face, body tense.

"Why wouldn't you tell me, you told my mother?" his voice rises in anger halfway through the sentence.

"Cyrus..."

"You trusted her before you trusted me?" he snarls.

"She's not the one that was going on about having a pup."

"Maybe if you had told me, I would've chosen my words more carefully."

"No, you'd just be hiding how you truly felt. You want a pup. You need one, as your heir."

He shakes his head, the veins at his temple prominent as he looks into the distance.

"This was always your problem Koa. You don't communicate. You have so little trust in me, so little."

I can already feel the tears pricking behind my eyes again.

"Telling you about this wouldn't change the fact that I'm infertile."

"But we could've dealt with this together."

His eyes flash to his wolf.

"Maybe I didn't want to do that. I am a selfish, immature, insolent brat," I echo the term he called me after I disobeyed him during the attack and he lashed out.

Apparently, I'm not over it.

He starts to shake his head, regret marking his voice.

"Koa..."

"All I've ever been is a burden to you. You've given me so much and what? I have nothing to offer in return and I know..." my voice cracks as I wipe the building tears in my eyes.

"You're going to be okay with that. You say we'll deal with the infertility together and you'll continue taking care of me and Oliver, being the good Alpha you've always been but have you ever stopped to think that I also want what's best for you? You are mine to make sacrifices for, too and I've made my decision on this."

"You need to rest, Koa. Something to eat. Let me take you back to the House," he attempts to redirect the conversation, reaching for me with panic in his tone.

I back away.

"No. Listen to me," I shout, tears now freely flowing down my face.

He freezes in his tracks, his own eyes shining with grief now.

"I am not good for you, anyone can see that. Your family, your father, they all prefer Beau... Oliver and I being in your life, will cause a permanent rift between you and everyone you know. Your people are distrustful and judgmental of me and I don't even blame them and as much as I wish it was different, it's not. I'm not Luna material. I'm not the Omega you should build your life around. You deserve so much more than that."

"No. Fuck no, Koa. I need you. I don't care what anyone..."

"And I'm not going to let you fuck it all up for me. I can't live with that. Do you not see? I will not let you throw away the loyalty of your warriors, of this whole damn Pack, the stability that has made you so successful because of my existence. I can't do that."

I shove a hand to my chest, aware of the pitch in my voice rising, I must sound horrible.

"Please stop. Just stop. I take you how you are. There's nothing about you that needs to be different. People will have to come around or to hell with them."

He's not getting it, he's letting his temporary infatuation with me override his rationality.

He may want me now but the desire will fade in a few months or a year, after the mate high dies down.

He'll realize how wrong he was in picking me.

He still isn't aware of half the horrid things about me.

The more he finds out, the more he really gets to know me, the more he'll understand that even if we are mates, we aren't meant to be.

The Moon Goddess was cruel, matching someone as brilliant and loving as him with the screw-up that I am but he'll get it soon enough.

He'll have to because I won't let him make this mistake.

"I don't want you to take me as I am. I don't want it, Cyrus. I can't be with you and you need to get it through your thick head," I snap, fueling the statement with all the hatred I feel toward myself.

His face has gone to stone and I spit out the killing blow, glaring up at him.

"I could 'never' love you." 

It was the biggest lie that I've ever told.

The beautiful, icy stars I once saw in his eyes when he gazed at me, wink out one by one, until there is no light, no glimmer left. 

Empty.

'Completely empty.'