#so greatfull I’m closing the back

[aguefortpostings]

Can’t wait for the finale, I’m drinking my cortado (tea based no milk add lemonade and ice) and wearing my vote for Kristen pin while just vibrating with anticipation.

[thousandfourhundreddays]

Can I request something with Ruben? Fluff/smut your choice

Xx

A/n Thank you for your request!! It’s my first Ruben piece so hope it’s ok!! Sorry that it’s so late, I wrote half of it weeks ago and only finished it off today. I’m not too sure how I feel about it but I hope you enjoy!!!❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

My Only Exception

Ruben made his way around your bedroom, going about his morning routine as quietly as he could, trying not to wake you, whilst unbeknown to him, you watched silently from the comfort of the bed, duvet pulled up to your chin as a smile pulled at your lips as you watched from a distance. Your eyes followed him as he pulled on a hoodie, his back muscles flexing as he moved, Ripples of sunlight flooding through the crack in the curtains, radiating off his skin. He turned towards you, expecting you to still be asleep, however, his eyes brightened as they met yours. Smiling widely, he brought his hand up to push his hood off the top of his head, before running his hand through his hair.

Your smile changed to a coy smirk as he took a long stride towards you, eyeing you for a second from his place at the end of the bed, before his knees hit the edge of the mattress. Crawling forward, he pinned his arms either side of your head, hovering over you before he brought his lips down to yours, his unshaved stubble grazing your skin softly as you hummed into the kiss.

“Morning” he purred, pulling away slightly to speak,

“Morning” you rushed, chasing his lips to capture them in another delicate kiss.

“Brew?”

“Mm, please” you accepted, feeling his smile against your lips before he vanished in the direction of the kitchen. A content sigh slipped through your lips as your eyes once again fluttered shut.

-

Not even five minutes later, Ruben returned, two steaming mugs in his hands. Carefully, he took a sip out of one as he held the other towards you, holding it low so you could take it without it spilling onto the crisp white sheets.

You send him a greatfull smile, silently thanking him as his hand ran down your arm, tracing a line from your wrist to your elbow, the tender action sending shivers down your spine as you eyed him over the rim of your mug,

“I won’t be long” he spoke softly,

Nodding in recognition, you watched him disappear into the bathroom whilst you settled back into the duvet, the cool sheets encompassing you as you basked in the early morning silence as you followed his movements through the open door of the en suite. Taking one last sip of your tea, you placed it on your bedside table before pulling yourself out from the comfort of the bed and tiptoed to join Ruben in the bathroom.

You reached across the counter for your toothbrush whilst Ruben stood leaning close to the mirror, attentively gliding his razor over his skin, being sure to avoid the bulk of his stubble, knowing you loved it when he kept it that little bit longer.

The near silence enveloped the both of you, the trickle of water hitting the porcelain strangely calming as Ruben came to wrap a strong arm around your waist, fingers reaching round to trace light shapes atop of your skin. Breathing out a content sigh, you tilted your head back to rest on his shoulder, savoring the precious few moments you get to spend with Ruben before he was dragged away from you by a million other things.

After not long, you both concluded your own tasks. Untangling yourself from his grasp, you turned to face him fully and he caught hold of your wrists gently, bringing your arms up to rest over his shoulders before lowering them back down to settle around your waist, hands clasped tightly behind you.

“Don’t go yet” you whispered, knowing his next task would be to leave the house for training,

He gave you that familiar look, one he gave every time you asked him to stay just that little bit longer, fully knowing it would make him late. A look filled with disappointment that he genuinely couldn’t stay home with you, amusement at your efforts to keep him to yourself, and love, however that was constant, an unbroken, unwavering gaze of love was always present in his eyes.

“I can’t, amor” he replied, his voice low, a whisper which replicated yours.

You huffed before raising on your toes to capture his lips in a kiss, cherishing the short time you had with him that morning as he tasted the cool, mint toothpaste on your lips, before an idea popped into your head…

Slowly, you pressed your body impossibly closer to his. Your fingers raking a little more harshly through the shortest part of his hair at the back of his neck. Your tongue slipped through his lips, in turn, drawing a pleasurable groan from the back of his throat.

You felt him smirk against your lips, he knew what you were doing,

Subtly, you began to creep backwards, purposefully keeping Ruben close, pulling him with you towards the door back into your bedroom,

“Y/n, I really can’t” he giggled, trying to refrain from giving in,

Hearing his words, you pushed your hips firmly against his, bringing a hand down from around his neck, running down his chest and under the soft material of his hoodie, using your index finger to trace his abs that hid underneath before tugging at the waistband of his shorts, never breaking the kiss once.

“No?” You challenged his attempt to brush off your proposition as you felt him harden against your lower stomach, causing a smirk to pull at your lips

A smug wave of triumph washed over you as you suddenly felt him begin to claw at your waist, a defeated whine escaped his lips as he gave in, his legs moved swiftly as he quickened your clumsy journey back to your bed,

Ruben may pride himself on being a man of routine, every morning running in a habitual cycle, an effortless rhythm that you watched enviously as you struggled to drag yourself out of bed every morning, but when it came to you, you were the only person in the word he would happily break his rules for, the only person he would gladly rush out of the door 20 minutes late for,

You were his only exception.

[ithinkilikeit-reactions]

Baths with Oneus

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Ask:  Hi! I saw that requests are open so may I request a Oneus reaction where they take a bath with their s/o? Thank you ❤️

this is under a read more because it can be suggestive but doesn’t have to be

Ravn/Youngjo: 

Goosebumps coated your skin at the feeling of his fingers ghosting over your thighs. He wasn’t trying to be so touchy but the small tub wasn’t providing much space to do otherwise. Though he didn’t really mind the close proximity of sitting between your legs in the warm water. For the first time in a long time, Youngjo was entirely relaxed. 

“So you do this when you’re stressed?” He asked, sinking back into your chest and allowing your arms to drape over him. You smiled and moved to run your fingers through his hair softly, the water making a soft noise as you did so. “Often, yes. Don’t always have time for it.” You explained and he hummed. “I see...” He had his eyes shut, completely succumbing to the way he was feeling. 

His fingers started to trace shapes onto your thighs as he opened his eyes again, staring at the ceiling of the bathroom. You were the only one he could get this feeling from, total relaxation. He was greatfull for it, especially as he felt you kiss the side of his cheek. 

“Moments like this... I’m greatfull to have you around.” 

Seoho:

He was being incredibly gracious with the bubbles as he poured the soapy liquid into the tub. Watching it all mix and fill the tub, topping it all off with some bath oil that he knew you enjoyed. Seoho said he wanted to pamper you and that was what you were watching him do. 

“I think it’s ready.” He commented, looking back at you leaning against the sink. “I think so too, you going to join me?” You asked, slowly ridding yourself of your clothes as you did. The action wasn’t something special, but Seoho couldn’t help but admire you anyways. “When you ask me while doing that... how can I say no?” He said and you shook your head is disbelief before hugging him. 

Not 5 minutes later you both found yourselves in the tub, relaxing between Seoho’s legs as his hands worked over your shoulder. He was massaging the muscles gently, pampering you in any way he could think. The whole time he had a soft smile on his face, feeling utterly relaxed as he spent this time with you. The combination of lavender scented oil and the feeling of vulnerable and relaxed with him was giving him unconditional joy, joy he wished he could always feel. 

“I’m glad you feel so nice, you should let me pamper you more often.” 

Leedo/Gunhak: 

His muscles were sore and his body was aching, truly he wasn’t in the position to reject the proposition of a relaxing bath. The thought of you being in there with him was also a deciding factor. However he didn’t quite anticipate you sitting next to the tub to massage his sore shoulders. 

“You know when you suggested this, I was under the impression you would be in here with me.” Gunhak huffed, the water rippling at his physical response. You had to laugh, digging your fingers into the muscles a little harder. “Ahhh, so that’s why you agreed.” You said, moving to lean over his shoulders and press your cheek against his damp one. “Maybe.” He mumbled, kissing your cheek quickly. 

“But this is still nice though, right?” You asked, returning back to your original position and massaging his shoulders. Leaning back into your touch, he hummed in approval. The room fell silent again and he let out a deep sigh. 

“I should listen to you more either way.”

Keonhee: 

It was his idea in the first place, draw a bath, put on a show and relax for a little bit. It wasn’t until you came home equally as stressed as he was feeling, that he actually decided to do it. You were naturally invited. 

You played with his fingers as the random drama he had picked to watch, raged on in the background. You weren’t paying attention the show at all, you were too relaxed and too sleepy to think of anything else aside from the fact that you were enjoying this close time with him. Lifting his hand to your mouth, you kissed it softly as a small token of appreciation. 

“What was that for?” He asked, peeling his eyes away from the screen. You shrugged, now lacing your fingers with his and Keonhee could feel his ears turning pink. “Just felt like it.” You responded and he simply kissed your forehead, turning his attention back on to the show.

“This is nice.” 

Hwanwoong: 

The offer for a bath together made him widen his eyes at first. It wasn’t something he had been offered before by his s/o. So it made him contemplate for a moment. Hwanwoong was easily persuaded though, watching you walk off to the bathroom. 

Finding himself on one side of the tub, he watched you with your eyes shut and head tilt back. Parts of your hair stuck to your face due to the steam and Hwanwoong thought you looked beautiful. “I can feel you staring.” You commented, opening an eye to peek at him. “Sorry, couldn’t help it...” His voice trailed off, watching you adjust in the tub. 

He smiled, looking away and to the wall only to glance back at you again. “If you don’t want me to stare, you shouldn’t be tempting me like this.” He laughed and you scoffed, needing to hold back your laughter. “Tempting you? We’re in a bath tub, I’m supposed to be like this.” You said and leaned forward fully, placing your face close to his. Hwanwoong kissed your lips sweetly and pat your head lovingly, moving the strands from your face in the process. 

“True, but you suggested this.” 

Xion/Dongju: 

Dongju had the biggest smile on his face as he joined you in the tub. No he didn’t particularly have alterior motives but he just enjoyed the thought of sharing this moment with you. Never had he been so overjoyed to accidentally walk in on you in the bathroom. 

“You’re being entirely too smiley.” You remarked as you opened your arms for him to join you. “I can’t help it.” He smiled even harder, kissing your lips quickly and simply resting against your chest. “Moments like this I understand why baths are relaxing. Aren’t they boring alone?” He asked and you shook your head, watching as his fingers toyed around with the rose colored/scented water. 

“No, they’re just relaxing.” You responded, finding his curiousity to be quite endearing. “I see. I like this pink stuff too, smells like roses.” Dongju said and leaned into your touch fully, to finally let the relaxation take over him. You couldn’t help but shake your head, holding back your laughter at the whole situation. He was just so cute. 

“Don’t laugh at me, these things are newer to me.” 

[minieggukie]

Young jikook makes a lot of sense. JK was obviously shy, closed off and didn’t know how to handle emotions very well, he was also different than jimin back then in terms of personality traits and confidence . Jimin was so extra and affectionate that he most likely didn’t know how to handle him (didn’t he said it himself? That he was shy so he had a hard time processing jimin? Something like that). To me it’s obvious that he pushed him away to take control over the situation and ..deal. It doesn’t help that cameras were in his face 24/7, It takes time to open up to all types of people, and Jimin is very unique. The beautiful thing is that jimin was wise and mature enough to see how JK was obviously a kind warm person who is similar to him and just struggling with some things and you could tell he was trying to help him come out of his shell and not giving up on him. And it worked. You can literally see the shift in their relationship with time and how JK started to care about Jimin more and more until we got Tokyo and neck bites and smiles and touches.. I’m sure JK is very greatfull for Jimin for many reasons.

yes, this is how i've seen a lot of people describe baby jikook's relationship too. they have always cared for each other, and yes jm have always had a very high EQ that makes him very attuned to jk's needs and feelings. he takes very good care of his most precious dongsaeng 🥺

jk has matured a lot since then, in confidence and how he expresses himself on camera, that he takes on the role of jm's emotional caretaker a lot too :')

[ecclais-fouoras]

Bathroom talk

Wilhelmina venable x reader

Warning ⚠️Slight smut mention of body image issues

You always woke up after mina, since you literally took forever to fall asleep. You'd often wake up, her side of the bed empty, her far gone to work.

So this morning when you didn't find her next to you, you weren't alarmed. However, judging by the clock it was way to early for her to have been gone, so you paid attention to everything you could hear to try and spot her somewhere in the house.

You finally heard some wrestling and a soft whimper, you immediately got up and grabbed your nightdress and went to see how she was doing.

You opened the door and found her naked, staring at herself in the reflection.

"So you left our bed to come and admire this master piece, i get it. We could put up a mirror on the ceiling that way you can admire yourself without having to leave my side sweetie.

"I'd rather not do that."

"Besides next time wake me up, I'd love to stare at your naked form"

"Stop it."

"Stop what honey"

"Stop mocking me"

"I'm not"

"Yes you are. You always do that when you talk about my body"

"I do not mock your body. Why would you think that"

"Well. I am not here 'admiring myself'

Like some kind of narcissist would do."

"Then why are you here babe ?"

There was a short pause and she bend over to you to take her shirt. You offered your help, but she snapped at you.

"Here let m..."

"I AM NOT INCAPABLE Y/N"

"I know that"

"Well then stop treating me like so, and stop making fun of me" you went to reach for her.

"Mina...what are you talking about, this doesn't make any sense."

"Of course it doesn't, you don't think there is anything wrong with mocking me "

"Babe I never mocked you, what are you talking about ?"

"The mirror on the ceiling mm ? The I'm beautiful comments ? Masterpiece ? The fact that you'd like to admire my backed form. And these are Just today."

"I'm being honest"

"There it is again"

Your heart broke, she couldn't even believe that you found her genuinely beautiful. After years of being told she wasn't, that there was something wrong with her, that her back made her ugly, worthless, and broken, that she was handicapped, and it being defined as a bad word. She didn't believe anything you ever told her.

"I took it before today, covered it as just some funny jokes, but i can't go on being laughed out every day by the person supposed to love me y/n"

"Oh my god mina..."

"What ?"

"You never believed me"

"Huh ?"

"I've told you I found you pretty since the first time"

"Yes."

"And you never believed i did"

"No"

"Look at me"

"No"

"Mina, look at me"

You took her jaw and lifted it.

"I love you"

"I love you too"

"And you know i do"

"Yes"

"I like pasta"

"With lots of cream, yes"

"Regardless i do"

"Yes

"And you know i do"

"Mmm"

"I have a beauty mark on my left boob is that correct ?"

"Yes"

"And you know i do"

"Yes. What's the point dear ?"

"I like france, i miss my grandparents house by the see"

"Yes"

"And you know i do"

"Correct, but i don't see where you're going with this"

"I like your hair, i think the fire bings out the cooper reflect in them"

"Yes"

"And you know i do"

"...Yes"

"You know i love your hips, i can always grab them it makes me very horny"

She let out a cute chuckle

"Yes"

"And you know i do"

You started placing kisses everywhere, stoping at each place on her skin.

"You should also know that i think you are beautiful, your eyes are like the earth, steady and grounding, your lips are thin and purplish, they bring me peace. Your cheeks are like valley's where the river flows to the rithm of your tears. Your nose is like the one that belongs to those ancient greece goddesses feared and loved by all that's living. Your neck is like the fine wine that I'm always starving to taste. Your breasts are as the moon and sun, shining bright in the sky while we all think we could never get there.

Your stomach is soft like some red velvet that i would want to hold forever. Your back is like a path, it bounds you all together, and as different as it might be, it still brings you close to me. Your legs are like the two last piller standing in the jordanian desert, carrying you wherever you'd like. And your pussy, like sweet and calm dessert i long to taste. Every part of you is alive, it makes me amazed and greatfull, because you are with me, breathing, walking, carrying my love. I love you body. I'd sing for you in eternity.

You are beautiful mina, inside and out. All of you. Your back, nose, shoulders and thighs. You. Not only your features singulary, but you, as a whole."

She took every word you said, every kiss you laid on her skin. You were now on your knees in front of her. Where you'd last kissed her.

"You really think so ?"

"No, I know so"

"I don't know if I can believe you, part of me feels like I'll wake up and it was all a lie"

"Oh baby...it's not. This...this is very real"

"I love you" she said as you got back up to kiss her

"Me too Wilhelmina"

"You make my name sound so pretty"

"And you make living sound so too".

She was still naked next to the mirror

"Stop looking at yourself through those eyes, mina, they are to mean. To lying. To far away from the truth"

You went behind her and took of your clothes as well. Your hands found hers on her hips. And you pressed your chest against her back.

"Do you think I'm not beautiful ?"

"No why would I ever think so ?"

"Well.. I hate my stomach, my thighs, my chest...nose, arms, back, shoulders...and the list goes on. I've always been told I would never be likes by a man. Which ended up being true. I was always told I would get fat, Which ended up being true as well. I was always told I was ugly, is it true now ?"

"Noxt at all baby, and you know it. These people where just stupid."

"So despite what everyone used to say about me, I'm pretty ? Ans somebody will want me one day ?"

"Of course y/n ! You are not what they said you were"

"Okay. Then apply that logic to yourself mina"

"What"

"You are not what people said about you, you are not ugly, you are not incapable, you are very beautiful, sexy and a talented women."

"I...I'm..."

" Look into my eyes babe."

Her gaze met yours and all she found was love and adoration. They roamed around her body with so much fire and warmth. Her shoulders, chest, stomach was becoming just what you saw they were. Pretty and sweet. Her legs, pussy and hands too. And then you moved her so her side was exposed to the mirror and you took a step back to admire her back, your fingers drawing shapes in the movements of her skin, your eyes radiating loveliness, truth, welcoming and...want ?. You wanted her like you always did. You eyes never lied, she knew this. She could finally begin to see her through you.

"I'm beautiful"

"Yes you are"

"And you think I look pretty"

"Indeed i do"

She turned around and kissed your lips softly again. Her joy wheezing out of her mouth.

"YOU THINK I'M BEAUTIFUL ! ....I LOVE YOU" she yelled holding your head and you did the same

"YES I DO... AND I LOVE YOU TOO"

You two stayed like this for a while, holding each other saying fuck to the mirror.

You drew a bath and asked her to join, she entered and rested her back against your chest as you sat in the quietly in the hot water. Hands running over each other's skin. Loving yet urgent. Her body melting into yours. Your hand found her pussy and she moaned loudly bucking against it.

"I've always knew you'd believe me one day"

"Mm?"

"You are finally letting me touch you thinking you're beautiful and desirable, it's the sexiest thing ever"

She smiled and turned around in your arms. Her own hand finding you under the water. Fingers dancing on your clit, sharing heated kisses and soft breaths.

"I love you" she murmured on your lips as she came around your fingers.

You replied in the same way, your bodies rocking together like a both finding it's way home after the storm as brought it back together.

[zmayadw]

Evening to all :)

Allright, so after two days of terrible headache, one sleepless night, lots and lots of coffee, and constant tweeks of what I already had written, its time to continue with the story. Lets have some fun at the Aurora :)

Wish you all a nice evening :)

CALL OF THE RAVEN

PART 8

We left the restauran and drove to Aurora. It was saturday night, but the bar wasnt that much filled with people yet. The Aurora was like most of the bars : booths wer on each side, tables towards the middle, but still leaving enough room for people to dance. The bar was on the opposite from the entrance with barstools arround it, a smaller stage and karaoke machine on the left, basement/storage entrance on the right, with big TV above it. Since Jessy's brother Phil was the owner of Aurora, we had a booth waitng for us. We settled at our booth, and i got up to get us drinks, since they refused to let me chip in for the dinner. Dan decided its still too early for whiskey, but emphasised that at some point in the evening we're having it. Jessy just groaned at that, and i chuckled going to the bar ordering us beers. As i was waitig, a guy appeared behind the bar „Put this on the house, Dave. Cant let her pay for her first drink here.“  As i turned ,he winked at me, setteling down a box with bottles on the counter. „Hello, Phil.“ I smiled at him „And thansk for the drinks.“ He extended his hand towards me, and i did the same. He took it, moved it towards his lips, giving me one of those cavalier kiss on it „Hello, Maya, nice to finaly meet you.“ I felt a little heat coming to my cheeks. Phil really was a charmer, as i was told, especially from Jessy, but i must admit he wasnt bad looking. He had a long brown hair, mostly worn in a tail. His eyes wer dark brown, and he was tall and muscaline. He was wearing a white shirt with the Aurora written on it, wich just made his tattoos more noticable. I was a sucker for tattoos. „Do all girls get such a charming 'hello' from you here?“ i asked teasingly. He grinned devilishly „Just the special ones.“ „I got warned about you, trying to sweet talk me.“ I grinned back.  „Can you blame me? I'm a sucker for a beautifull woman.“ I felt even more heat coming to my cheeks, and was greatfull the light wernt that bright, so noone would notice, especialy Phil. It felt good, being flirted like this, but i didnt want to give Phil any wrong ideas. I knew from Jessy that he was interested in me, and to be honest, if Jake was out of the picture, it might be different. „Thanks for the compliment! But, i have to warn you, i might not be a good choice.“ I said, making a serious face, leaning a bit closer towards him over the bar, wich made him do the same. „I was told i was reckles and out of control, kinda hard to handle, stressing people too much.“ He looked at me, that devilish spark in his eyes intensifieing „Well, Maya, maybe you just havent met your match..yet.“ „Maybe.“ I replied, leaning back, smile forming at the corner of my mouth. We just stared at eachother like that for a while, Phils gaze intensifing with each moment. I felt my heart starting to beat faster, and i was really confused about it. What was happening here? Ok, Phil was good looking, but Jake was the one i was longing for. Wasnt he? „Well, as much as i'm enjoying talking to you, i better get those beers over to my friends.“ He glanced towards our booth „You just might need some more beer.“ I turned to see what was it that he refered to, and saw the whole gang showed up while we wer talking. Including Jake. I was glad to see him, i didnt really think this was a place he would feel comfortable being at, but i supposed Hannah made him come. I heard from Jessy they wer spending much time together, the three of them, wich wasnt to be unexpected. He was their halfbrother after all, they wanted to get to know eacother better. And Hannah made him stay at her appartment since he came to Duskwood.  And then i noticed Jake staring, but it wasnt me he was staring at, but Phil. Oh boy, i tought, can my life be simple for just one evening. I turned to Phil, sighing „I guess your right.“ I took the beers, slowely moving from the bar, walking backwards. „Oh, and i have a feeling i might need something stronger soon, so keep a glass close for me.“ I said skeptical, but Phil just grined and winked „I'll be right here with that glass ready.“

As i neared the booth, putting on my best smile, they all stood up cheering. I settled the beers on the table, Hannah embracing me in a tight hug, with Thomas grining behind her. „Its so good to finaly do this.“ She said. „Its good to see you , Hannah.“ I said, hugging her back. Hannah let go of me, and now it was Cleo's turn. „Dont you scare us like that anymore, you hear me!“ she scolded me before smiling „I promise.“ She let go of me, and they all sat back. I grabbe myself a chair from the table near us, since the booth was full now. As i sat down, i glanced at Jake. He smiled and nooded at me, and i smiled back. Lily was just siting there, barely sparing me a look. I tried not to take it too personal, from the begining she wasnt that much fond of me, and the feeling is mutual. „So, how are you feeling?“ Hannah asked me. „Oh, im much better, thanks for asking. Few more days and i'll be back to my old self.“ I told her, as a waiter, Dave , came to our booth, bringing five more beers. I turned towards the bar. Phil just winked at me, and continued about his business. I noticed Jake saw that also, his body tensing a bit. „Thats good to hear.“ Hannah siad, and Dan chimed in „I'll drink to that!“ raising his glass towards me. I got my glass and added cheerfuly to him „Me too!“ Now Lily finaly spoke „Good thing it ended as it did, we could all be drinking our sorrow instead.“ I tensed at her words, a bit of rage forming in me, but Hannah jumped in before i could say anything. „Lily, stop it. We are all aware of how things might ended, no need to emphasising it anymore.“ She sounded tired saying it, i got a feeling this wasnt the first time the two of them had a similar conversation. „Im sorry, Hannah“ Lily continued „but you know how i feel. Maya's actions could have terrible consequencess, and i dont see what is there to celebrate.“ „How about me being here, Lily? Is that good enough reason for you?“ Hannah asked, but Lily just sat there silently. I couldnt be quiet anymore. „Im sorry you feel that way Lily.“ I started. „I expected you to be more happy now that Hannah is back. Yes, i made some mistakes, i know. But we all do mistakes, Lily, you should know it all too well.“ She shot me such a angry look when i said it. It wasnt my intention to start a fight with her or anything, i knew all too well how badly all of it could have ended, but i was also tired of it being dragged out constantly. „My sister could have died!“ Lily basicly screamed, wich made few people arround us turn to see what was happening. „Lily, enough!“ Hannah started, but i really had enough, and my head started to hurt a bit now. „Your sister could have died eitherway, Lily“ i said basicly hissing at her „No matter what i might have or might have not done. At least i had the guts to act, and would do the same all over again if i had to, gladly. Luckily, things turned out for the better. You should be happy about it, and stop dwelling on the 'what if's'. If you cant do that, to just be happy you got your sister back, then for fuck sake i dont know what more to say to you.“ As i finished, you could feel the tension gathering around. „Sorry all, but i need something stronger to drink.“ I stood up going for the bar.

Phil came as i sat on one of the stools, rasing his eyebrow  „My, my, you wernt wrong about needing that drink. So, whats your poison?“ he asked me grining. „Oh, whatever you grab first, as long as it washes the bitternes out.“ I said, feeling that rage not setteling, and my head throbing some more. He grabbed two shot glasses, pouring both with whiskey. „Dont mind if i join you.“ He said, rising one of the glasses. I grinned, taking my glass knocking it at his „Its no fun drinking alone, anyway!“ „Bottoms up!“ he chimed, and we exed our gasses. „One more, please, the bitter taste is still not washed completly.“  „Comming right up!“ he said cheerfuly, filled both again, and we drank those too. Someone patted me on my shoulder, and i turned to see Dan standing next to me. „Aww, Maya, you started without me.“ He said, being dramatic and acting hurt. „Aww, sorry Dan“ i said making a sad face „You cant really blame me, after all that just happened back there.“ „Point taken“ he said, sitting next to me. I turned towards the booth. Jessy, Cleo, Thomas and Hannah wer still there. I could see they didnt seem much affected by any of what just happened. But Lily was gone. And so was Jake. Great, i tought. The night began so nicely, i guess it was too good to last. „Well, Dan, feel free to join us now. The more, the merrier.“ I turned to Phil. „Barkeep, antoher glass for my 'nonjudgemental' friend here, please.“ Phil grinned, taking one more glass and filling them all again „The lady commands, the lady gets!“ Now the three of us chinned our glasses, and drank up. „Phil, i think you and I will be very good friends.“ I started „Since i assume you are not theirs most likable person of all time.“ i waved my hand towards the booth. „And i suppose as of now, i might join that club, too.“ Phil looked at me, a bit sirious  „I told you once before, Maya. Everyone gets the exactly right ammount of respect from me as deserved. I dont bother with the tought if im 'likable' to someone or not. You dont mess with me, and i dont mess with you, its simple as that.“ „Amen to that!“ It was Dan, and both Phil and me looked at him, not really expecting it. I started laughing so hard „Oh, Dan, thanks, i needed this.“ „What?“ Dan looked at me, question marks written all over his face. Phil just shook his head, lowering it down, hiding himself smiling too, filling our glasses again, and drinking his up. „If you two would excuse me, i actually have some work to do.“ He winked at me as he left. „Be careful Maya, Phil is a player.“ Dan told me a bit serious. „Dont worry, Dan, i'm a big girl, i can take care of myself. So, tell me, how much am i hated at the moment amongst the others?“ i asked him. „Dont worry, Maya, nobody hates you, trust me. But you gotta understand Lily. She really was scared for Hannah, and she tought she was doing her best.“ He paused for a while before adding  „Just like you did.“ I looked at Dan, and tought 'shit, he has a point there'. „Ah, crap, Dan, why you have to be so 'smartypants' all of a sudden?!“ He chuckled at me „Look, both of you did what you did, and it ended how it did. Even if you dont see it, you both expected the same result. Just your ways of trying to acomplish it wer totaly different. And thats where all hell broke loose.“ I knew Dan was right, but i tought Lily would be at least a bit happier for having Hannah back, and not to be all bitchy about it, clinging so tightly on all the things that could go wrong. „All right, enough with this serious talk. I tought we came here to drink.“ I started, but added quickly so Dan dont feel me being ungrateful „But, thanks Dan. I understand what you wanted to say to me. I will keep it in mind,  for the next time.“ Dan smiled and noded at me. I took a sip of my whiskey, when there was another tap on my shoulder. It was Hannah „Hey, just wanted to say we're leaving. It was really nice seeing you, we should definatly do this again.“ She said, adding „When things cool down a bit.“ She gave me an appologetic look, „Yeah, definatly! And it was really nice seeing you two, Hannah.“ She hugged me „And dont take Lily by the heart, please. I know she can overreact sometimes, but she means well.“ „Dont worry, Hannah,  i understand, its all good. Hope i wasnt too forward myself.“ Now i looked at her appologeticly. „Everything is good.“ She smiled „Take care, Maya, see you later.“ „Laters you two.“ I waved at Hannah and Thomas as they left. Cleao and Jessy joined us at the bar. „Uhh, that was fun.“ Cleo said. „Indeed. Not really my definition of a 'fun night' i expected.“ „Dont worry, Maya. Lily is just a hard person sometimes, a bit overprotective, too. She will calm down, eventualy.“ Cleo told me, to wich I replied a bit skeptical „ So everyone tells me.“ Phil came to us, taking two new glasses „C'mon you sad lot, enough with it. I tought we wer celebrating a 'new girl in town'!“ he said cheerfuly, winking at me, filling all the glasses up, handing one for Jessy and Cleo. Jessy groaned at it, scolding Phil „Ohh, dont encourage this two, Phil“ she said, pointing at Dan and me „I'm the one who will have to endure them for the rest of our evening, with all that whiskey in them. And we all know Dan and whiskey doesnt end well.“ „Hey babe, dont be like that!“ Dan said to her, in that dramatical and hurt way he does, making Cleo and me laugh. „See, it already started.“ Jessy said, leaning her elbovs on the bar, sighing sadly, now she trying to be dramatic. „Awwww babe, i promise i'll behave.“ Dan said, pecking her on the cheek. „You better behave..remember, im the one you're going home with.“ She told him, giving him one of her serious looks. Phil was just taking a sip of his drink, and hearing Jessy say it laughed so hard that he spat his drink out. Cleo and me laughed with him, but Dan looked at Jessy all pale„Yes, ma'am!“. I took my glass, raising it „Last one? Then we get beer again.“ Jessy looked at me „Deal!“, the rest of them taking their glasses and we drank. „That's it for me“ Cleo said „I'll be going now. Have to be early at the Gates of Hope tomorrow. And you all know how my mother can be if its not her way.“ She said shuddering a bit at it. „Ohh, we dont want to get Miranda cross at you, or any of us.“ Jessy said, giving Cleo a look of symphaty. Cleo hugged me „It was nice seeing you, Maya. We should definatly do this again, soon. And i promise i wont leave so early next time.“ „No worrys, Cleo, thanks for coming anyway.“ I said, smiling back at her. She waved us goodby and left. We ordered some beer then, as i promised Jessy no more whiskey. „Sorry, Maya, i really didnt think this will go so badly.“ Jessy looked at me appologeticaly. „Oh, dont sweat it, Jessy“ i grinned at her „Im having more fun with just the two of you, anyway.“ She grinned back, when Phil looked at me, making a sad face, mimicing Dan's hurt gesture „Awww, and what about me, i dont belong in this 'fun club'?“ I looked at him and winked „We have our special 'secret club', remember?“ That made Jessy switch her look from Phil too me, all puzzled, but Phil just grined devilishly at me, winking „We sure do.“ Jessy turned to Phil now, making a serious face, waving her finger at him „Phil, you better behave! Maya is not a 'toy' to play with and throw away after it.“ I jumped in, before Phil could say anything „Oh, dont worry, Jessy. Phil was nothing but a gentelmen towards me.“ Phil grined at her, makeing an aureola sign above his head with his hands, sugesting him being an angel. Jessy just snorted „Yeah, yeah, more like a 'devil in disguise'.“ „Im not sure who's the 'devil in disguise' here actualy.“ Phil said looking at me intensely, my cheeks flushing again.

[shouldntcryoverit]

the art of discordance

captain rex x jedi fic

this chapter was skajajjwksod but i hope people like it - please lemme know what you wanna see from me!

taglist -> @pinkiemme

CHAPTER FIVE

Nothing ever exciting happened on the planet of Ecuador. The peaceful life fed stars into the atmosphere, each shining with merit and gold. If you looked at the freshness of the ground and clearness of the water, you’d never expect a war to want to paint it red.

But they were proven wrong as their ship flew into the bay. It wasn’t exactly a war per say, more like a hightened situation in desperate need of diffusing. So the pair stepped out of the ship and shuddered at the unexpected cold.

“i thought you said it would be warm” Rex scolded

“i’m not a weatherman” Jaida responded briefly under her breath, moving forward to great the incoming senators. For one of the first times, her snarky response lit a small grin on his face.

“thank you for coming! our people are greatfull for your interest!” Senator Yung gushed

“we’re here to check that everything is how you’ve described. if all’s in order i’m sure we’ll have a trade agreement shortly”

As they walked through the hallway, Rex could make out slivers of metal through the lines in the gates. Apprehension curled at his throat, Jaida noticed it too.

They were shuffled through the gates and the clunk and machinery left a pit in their stomachs.

Citizens were cowering in huts, market men guarding stock with watchful eyes.

“i am sorry, master jedi”

As the words came out his mouth, three spider droids rolled forwards, pinning them down with an array of bullets.

“what-” Jaida unhooked her lightsaber and moved in front of Rex as he began shooting. The first few droids went down, but it was a battle against too few, and their end was predictable. Rex ducked behind a crate once more, before waving a hand for the general to follow, and dived out from the conflict. Jaida scowled at the retreat.

Nevertheless, the pair ran down sewage pipes and along rooves, scrambling out of site.

“shh” she hissed, forcing them both under another grate as footsteps passed and left.

“what the hell was that” she panted

“an ambush, apparently, we should contact Skywalker”

“if we’re gonna do anything we should make a plan, and find covers, i look too jedi-y and you look to clone-y to get anywhere near town”

Rex paused, words dry on his tongue. “kriff, it was meant to be a legal dispute”

“why didn’t they send senators?” she spat

“don’t you think it’s a good thing they didn’t?”

Jaida pursed her lips, thinking.

“well now they’ve got a jedi and a clone as bargaining chips” Her words were salty after the pause.

“lucky for them if seppies come knocking”

Jaida grimaced at the thought that worlds had been reduced to nothing but pawns in an endless game of political chess “by the looks of things i think they’re already here”

The streets without houses were even murkier, distant shrieks or cowls from animals took over from the smell of rot.

She tried the commlink channels as Rex lifted tarpaulins, searching for any form of disguises. As her frequency crackled, he returned with two cloaks.

“must’ve blocked the karking signals” Jaida muttered as she flipped the hood over her head, thanking him with a curt nod.

“if we want to get back to Coruscant, we’re either gonna have to steal a ship or find the command post to send a message”

“neither of those plans will work”

“well i’m thinking on my feet here captain, if you haven’t noticed this isn’t a training test for you to take a crack at” her initial attempt to diffuse the situation failed. Her tone was dry, tired.

Another beat of silence passed.

“could you just-“

He was cut off by Jaida raising a hand.

“i can sense something coming” she whispered, though it came out more like a hiss.

She was right, in the distance a repetitive search nose sounded, growing closer.

“shush” he commanded

There was no where to go, not even a place to hide.

The drone passed beside their shelter, and she jumped on instinct, bringing herself and the clone flat against a wall to hide.

Rex held his breath, widened eyes still locked with hers. He became very aware of the predicament they were in, his hands planted firmly on her waist and hot breath mingling together in the incredibly small space between their faces.

The warbling of the drone soon passed, leaving the pair without reason to be found like this.

But neither wanted to move. Not even despite the previous anger resting in their stomachs. She was so close to him.

“what do we do now?” Jaida tried in a whisper, a light catch in her throat. Her lips parted slightly, eyes still wide and lost in his.

Rex hesitated to answer, his focus still entirely occupied.

“i-“ he began, but trailed off as he shook thoughts out of his head. Rex backed away.

Jaida cleared her throat, a redness rising to her cheeks.

“i’m out of ideas” he managed.

Her jaw grinded at his words “we have no ship, no commlink. Try it”

Jaida moved out from where she had put herself and met his eyes in a glance that held hints of warmth “we always manage, don’t we?”

He shook his head with a hint of a smile, but the feeling that still coursed through his veins reminded him constantly of his position.

[we-arethenewheroes]

I Hate Bullies part3

Stray Kids Felix Imagine

Bully!felix x reader

Synopsis : you just got a scholarship (thanks to your amazing grades and talent at handball) and just got transferred to one of the most prestigious high school in Seoul Korea : Inchang Highschool. But of course, life couldn't be so wonderful. (ft enhypen, theboyz, clc, nct and more)

Part1 Part2 >>

Almost 3 weeks has passed and this afternoon is your first game of the season. You got to know your new teamates, you learnt that the girl who tried to pick a fight with you on your first day is Ahn Jiha, a year below you, and is part of the team. She made it very clear that you don't have your place there, trying to make you trip and fall, stealing your clothes, locking you in the locker room.

As for Felix, he continued to apologise and tried to be nicer to people. That wasn't always easy, but he managed to not fight since you arrived.

You became really close to Eunbin, and she quickly became one of your greatest friend. As for Chanhee, he was very shy the first time he met you, but after Felix's apology, he opened up to you, told everything that happened with Felix, how he met Eunbin, and how greatfull he was that you transferred to this school. You guys cried a lot that day, but became very close after that.

With your tuition, you bought new clothes, and saved a bit for new handball outfits.

You enter the classroom with your new pair a sneakers, greeted your classmates and made your way to your sit. At your surprise, Felix was already at his desk, smiling at you.

"You look really pretty" he says, leans his head on his arm, looking at you.

"Good morning to you too Felix." You say, siting at your desk. Eunbin and Chanhee quickly joins you.

"Today's your first game, right ?" Eunbin says, taking a sit in front of you.

"Yes ! It's just against some school nearby, not a big game, but it's a chance for me to show my level."

"I heard you were really good at handball" Chanhee says, siting in front of Felix

"Haha, I don't know if I'm really good, but my skills got me a scholarship so I guess I'm not half bad" you say, smiling at Chanhee.

"We'll all be hear to cheer for you Y/N, eight Chanhee ?"

"Yeah ! We made banners and signs yesterday, I hope you get really embarrassed but still feel our love and support" Chanhee, making his friends laugh.

"I'll be there too, by the way"

You three turns to Felix.

"We know, Felix, you've been telling the whole school to come to the game, otherwise they'll have to face you." Eunbin says

"Uh- well yeah, I gotta support my girl"

You look at Felix. "Your girl-"

"Well threatening students is not the best way" Eunbin glares at Felix.

"Yeah yeah whatever, it worked soo :)"

Eunbin sighes, knowing she won't win.

You get to the field with your team, the whole school cheering for you. You start the game and quickly realized two things : 1, your opponent are REALLY bad, they have no coordination, the game is already won, and 2, Jiha is trying to do everything to make you fail, which is dumb because your in the same team. I wish she could just leave me alone and focue on the game, she's so stupid I swear.

The game is pretty boring, your team is leading of 10 points, and there's only 1 minute left to the game. You take the ball to score a last point, making a perfect 5-15. You run to the goal, noticing Jiha blocking a player, making the way for you. You run next to her, jump to throw the ball, but feel a arm hit your legs, making you fall forward, hitting your knee hard on the floor. You're pretty sure you heard a loud noise coming from your said knee. You look above you, making eye contact with Jiha smirking at you. This bitch-

You didn't had time to say a word as you saw someone grabbing Jiha's collar.

"What do you think you're doing ?!"

"F-Felix ?.. w-what do you mean, I-"

Felix was looking extremely mad, almost grabbing her off the ground he clearly noticed what Jiha had done. And she seemed very scared.

"I saw you ! You did it on purpose ! I'm gonna make you pay for this"

As Felix put his first up, you quickly grabbed at his arm

"Felix no! Don't do this"

As you touched his arm, Felix realized where he was ans what he was doing, letting go of Jiha who quickly ran away.

Soon afterx the coach arrived, taking Felix aside as you went to the infirmary.

"Lee Felix, what do you think you're doing ? Were you going to punch this student ? And what for, uh ?"

"This girl made Y/N fall on purpose."

The coach seemed shocked "What did you say?"

"I saw it, Eunbin and Chanhee saw it too. She swang her arm and hit Y/N's legs to make her fall. She's been a nightmare to her since she got here. Jiha needs to be punished."

"And why didn't Y/N told me about it ?"

"Because she hates bullies, and don't wanna have to do anything with them.."

The coach sighed. "Thank you for telling Felix, I'll punish Jiha for her actions, but you can't go around and try to beat students up, even if you're very angry, got it?"

To the coach surprised, Felix noded and bowed to her goodbye before leaving.

He ran to the infirmary, not seeing you. He got to his class searching for you, but only found Eunbin packing your stuff.

"Eunbin ! Where is Y/N ?"

"She went to the hospital, apparently she broke her knee, the ambulance just felt, you just missed her."

"Do you know which hospital-"

"You don't need to go, she'll be fine, she won't stay there very long, just the time to get her cast. Also, her uncle is with her. She'll be back tomorrow, okay ?"

Felix looked really concerned, but noded and sat down.

"What you can do is get her stuff to her house, I said I was gonna do it but maybe you'll see her at home ?"

Felix looked at Eunbin, smiling.

Felix was in his car, driven by his driver, looking for your apartment. Felix never visited this part of town, it's just behind his neighborhood, but looks very different. There's no big houses, lights, parcs, here is just crappy apartments, drug dealers, dark allies. Felix gets to your apartment ans knocks on the door, your bags in hand.

To his surprised, a small boy opens the door.

"You must be Y/N's friend, thank you for getting her stuff."

"And who are you?"

"Junho, Y/N's cousin, she's not here, if you're wondering. Thank you for getting her stuff."

Junho reaches out his hand, grabbing your bags, closing the door behind him.

"You're.. welcome I guess.."

The next day, you got to school with crutches. Felix, who was waiting for you at the entrance, quickly grabbed your bag.

"It's fine, I can hold it-"

"No you can't, come on let's go inside."

Felix helped you sit, and got your stuff out of your bag.

"Felix stop." Felix looks at you. "Just- stop."

"Y/N what do you-"

"I can deal with myself, okay ?? I don't need you to hold my bag, are help me sit, or beat someone up. You almost got me out of the team, you know that ?? I could've got in serious trouble, and I still can. This Jiha girl is definitely gonna come after me because of what you did ! So just- leave me alone !"

You were very mad at Felix yesterday, and stilm are. I'll definitely get in serious trouble, jeez why do I have to pay for his mistakes ??

Felix looked at you, looking hurt, but he understood.

She's right... She could've got in trouble...

"I got it, I won't bother you again.. sorry Y/N..."

For the ehole day, Felix tried to stay as far from you as possible. You started to feel bad, was I too harsh on him ?..

The next day, when you entered the class, the same beam of light appeared behind you as the first day Felix met you. You were smiling, with your hair down, blushy cheeks, and glossy lips.

I can't do it. I can't let her go.

"Y/N." Felix says, standing beside you. "I know I saud that I'll leave you alone, but I can't stay away from you.."

"Felix..."

Then, Felix got on his knees, looking down.

"Please forgive me Y/N!"

You strated to feel your cheek go red as you bent down to get Felix to stand up.

"Stop this Felix this is really embarrassing."

You sigh and look at Felix.

"I forgive you, but I really don't need your help, okay ?"

Felix quickly nods "I promise I won't help you!"

You sigh again and go take a sit.

You're walking down the hallway to go to practice, your heavy bag on one shoulder. You see from far away Felix walking, looking down at his phone, and another student, walking quickly with a big pile of papers and books. You soon realise that the student can't see where is walking, and is going straight to Felix, who bumps onto him hard, making the srudent fall.

"Oh oh..."

Felix looks down at the student, emotionless, as he looks at the papers and books.

Felix, no, don't get mad please. You try to run but your knee hurst to bad. You watch the scene, walking as fast as possible to stop Felix from beating the student up.

Felix gets down, reach for the student, grabs him by the colar to get him back on his feet. Thsi boy seem so scared, apologising like crazy, but to your surprise, Felix brushes the dist away from the boy's uniform, and bent down again to pick up the papers.

Uh ?..

"Where are you going with all this?"

"T-t-the t-teacher of-f-fice"

"Let me help you with that."

Felix picks up the pile of papers, giving it to the boy, then grabs the heavy books. He turns around towards you, walking to the teachers office, and notice you.

"Oh ? Y/N, Hi ! Are you going to practice ?"

"Uh? Oh yeah.."

"Hey- can you, wait for me here ? I'll be there in no time."

"O-okay" you say, as Felix strats running to the teachers office, followed by the boy, also running.

You si in the hallway and waits for Felix. Not so long after, Felix comes back, still running. He then crouches in front of you.

"Felix, what are you doing ?"

"Get on my back."

"What ?"

"Come on, get on my back. I saw you struggling to walk, so get one my back."

Felix grabs your back, putting it on his shoulder, and waits for you to get on his back. You wrap your arms around his neck, as he gently grabs your legs. He gets up and walks towards the gym.

"You don't have to do this.."

"But I want to."

"Why ?"

"Because I love you."

"Uh- Felix that's not-" you sigh "it's not because I said that it's love-"

"I know I know, but I already told you, I love you. And I'll make you love me too. I can't let you go, I can't just give up on you."

You feel your cheeks get hotter, and look at him. First the first time, you understand him.

The sun was dancing around his features, you could see his freckles and long lashes. His eyes were glowing as well as his skin. You felt his muscles working, but the time seemed to have stopped.

Arrived at the gym, Felix lets you get down on the ground and hands you your bag.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Y/N" he says, before turning around to leave.

"Felix wait !"

He turns around back to you, as you quickly kiss him on the cheek.

"See you tomorrow" you say, smiling at him, then going to the locker room.

....what just happened ?

[tumbling-down-hills-and-stuff]

what if we kissed with shrek, wreck it ralph, and we were werking in a cinema

This one's for you <3

Y/n - your name

Y/h/c - your hair color

B/f/n - best friends name

M/n - managers name

I wake up to the sound of a glass shattering in the kitchen. It must be my hungover mom, again. I sigh before rolling out of bed and I quickly throw my long y/h/c hair into a messy bun. Going to the one shitty bathroom we have as quietly as I can, I close the door to take a quick shower before getting out and putting on a light layer of makeup.  Not too much though because no one can know I’m wearing any or the patriarchy will fall apart.

As I get dressed in my LaGrange Theatre uniform, a purple polo shirt and black pants and shoes, I pick up my iPhone X and see it is almost 11:00 am.

“Crap!” I exclaim in my melodic voice, “work starts in fifteen minutes!” I rush out of my room and down to the kitchen to see my mom sitting at our one foldable table with a beer in one hand and a broken beer bottle on the ground next to her. She takes a swig of her drink before looking up at me and slurring out

“y/n clean up this mess before leaving you useless child.” I nod and walk away to get the broom so she doesn’t see my tears. After cleaning up her mess I grab my phone again and see the time says 11:10. I quickly grab my jacket and sprint out the door before my mom can tell me to do anything else.

As I approach the theater I see a green van parked right in front of the building, but think nothing of it as I run up to the doors. Out of breath, I knock on the doors, seeing the shadow of my manager walking up to me. As he opens the door I stand up straight, having caught my breath, and open my mouth to say something before he beats me to it.

“Y/n you’re late for the third time this week.” I look down in shame before muttering out an apology. He sighs before shaking his head and opening the door wider to let me in. As I walk past I look up to the counter and catch sight of my best friend. She’s the one who got me the job. We make eye contact and she gives me a bright smile.

“Hi Y/n, excited for our shift?” I smile back at her, her excitement being contagious.

“Absolutely b/f/n! Especially now that you’re here.”  We both giggle before I go to clock myself in. After that m/n unlocks the doors and within a few minutes it becomes super busy.  As I look up to greet the next customer I am shocked to see my mother standing in front of me. With a cigarette in one hand, she throws me my backpack over the counter causing everyone to stop and stare at our interaction.

“I’m sorry Y/n but I sold you for beer money. Your owners are here to pick you up.”  As she finishes speaking two of the doors slam open. “Ah, here they are now.” I look at her incredulously before turning to look back at the doors, and in they came. Four gorgeous men anybody would recognize, one of them carrying a boom box on his shoulder. Even if it had not gotten quiet from them slamming open the doors, I am sure everyone still would have been able to hear the erotic words coming out of the boom box.

“I like em big, I like em cHUNky”

The one carrying the boom box is none other than Moto moto the hippo. The other three with him are none other than Wreck it Ralph, Shrek, and the one and only Thanos in his ginormous glory.  They immediately set their sights on me, before Shrek slowly comes around the counter towards me. I stand like a deer in headlights, until b/f/n lunges in front of me, spreading her arms out as if thinking that could stop them.

“No! I won’t let you take Y/n!” She screams out, tears falling down her face. She knows it’s useless, but is trying anyways. B/f/n is the only person who has ever truly cared about me, and I immediately start crying as well, understanding the gravity of the situation. B/f/n turns to me her eyes pleading me to run. We have always been able to communicawW te through just looking at eachother and I have never been more greatfull for it than now.

As I turn around to run out the other side of the counter area, I slip on the mat, falling face first to the ground. I close my eyes waiting for the impact of hitting the ground, but it never comes. Instead I feel big, strong arms wrap around me, saving me from my fall. I peek open one of my eyes to see who caught me and it is none other than Thanos. How he got behind the counter in such a short amount of time is beyond me, but that’s what you get from someone with every infinity stone.

Without saying anything, he throws me over his shoulder and heads back towards the front doors. Moto Moto and Ralph turn to hold open both doors for him, Shrek quickly following after us. I bang against Thanos’ strong, muscular back, screaming for him to let me go, but to no avail. No one

else in the vicinity dares cross the path of the powerful man, stepping out of his way as he carries me past.

As we arrive outside, Ralph opens the doors to the green van I had noticed earlier, and Thanos throws me inside. Before I can do anything the doors close and I hear them lock. I sit up quickly and turn towards the front of the vehicle seeing bars in between myself and their seats.  As they all pile into the car, Shrek driving, none of them even look at me. I look down at my scratched up hands from landing on them when thrown in the car, and begin to silently sob, accepting my fate.

[animealways]

be prepared

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hermione x fem!reader

To say you hated the triwizard tournament would be a understatement. The thought of risking your life for a merrier contest just sounds dumb. It is simply suicidal wich is why you never wanted to take part in this the first place. It just didn’t seem worth it wich is why you’re more pissed then anything. Not only were you forced to take part in this deathly tournament but the entire school thought you’re a cheat taking more jabs at you then usual. You already had a horrible reputation of being draco slytherin friend that constantly get into fights and now being a cheat was the cherry on top of it. you didn’t show it but it did upset you alot. the only people in the entire school who actually seem to believe you were draco, hermione and harry. who is in the same mess as you ron being to busy with his fight with harry.

And your father was not happy about any of this. Your dad usually easy going but when it came to your safety he duel voldemort himself if needed. he would do anything to get you out of this. He tried to convince the ministry to get you and harry out of this but it was starting to settle in that it wasn’t going to happen. After the death of your mother your father was never really was the same. Sure he still laughed, joked and relax when he could but it wasn’t the same, it was just a little less bright knowing the same could happen to you and your siblings. For your family it was as if they were watching another importent person die right infront of them and there was nothing they could do about it. they try to support you thru it but you knew how they truly feel cause you would have felt the same.

Draco has try to help by training your spell casting with him wich you were really greatfull for. The only good thing the tournament has brought you so far is that hermione confesed her feelings for you and is now your secret girlfriend. she has been your biggest support thru out the whole thing. You’re currently standing with her in a abandoned classroom the same 1 where she confesed to you. ‘’i can’t believe you’re going to fight a dragon…’’ ‘’neither can i but i’ll do what i have to do’’ you said way calmer then you actually felt ‘’do you have a strategy on how to fight it?’’ ‘’i thought maybe using a sleep spell but i am not sure if dragons still spew fire if their asleep but i could try using my wolf power if it back fires’’ ‘’good to see you have a back up plan…’’ ‘’harry still hasn’t figured out his?’’ she nodded clearly worried. ‘’promise me you will be carefull’’ ‘’i will’’ you said while putting your head on her shoulder.

‘’hey y/n?’’ you hummed in respondes while looking up to her. ‘’when did you start having feelings for me?’’ you thought for a while and came to realize something. ‘’i think it started to built over time. At first i just wanted to be nice to you then a good friends and from there just got more atracted to you. Like how dedicated you are to your schoolwork, how you’re so kind and caring, extremely brave, feisty and you’re pretty adoreble if i say so myself’’ you said smiling to her as she try to hide her flushed face with her cruly hair. ‘’shut up’’ she muttered out. ‘’don’t pretend you don’t like it darling~’’ you said while slipping your hand on her waist to see how she would react and she only got redder. A smuge grin started to form on your face.

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‘’i’m going to kiss you now’’ ‘’wha-‘’ you cut her off by pulling her close as you slowly and lovingly kissed her. You slowly got more passionate making sure you weren’t pushing her limits. Your hands got lower and your tong slipped into her mouth wich caused her to whine abit. Hermione pulled away for air panting abit, your forehead touching hers. ‘’you know i never done that before…’’ she said shyly and you simply smiled at her. ‘’well get used to it cause your only gonna get more from here’’ you had lost your virginity durning the summer vacation wich ment you always took the lead in these sort of things. ‘’i like the sound of that’’ she started to kiss you again more heated then before. You started to push her on a wall and kissed her neck for abit before you started to suck her smooth skin not enough to leave marks but enough to make her whine for more.

‘’good girl~’’ you said now looking right into her eyes. ‘’who is my sweet, needy, little princess~’’ you said teasingly. She didn’t say anything but try to hid her shyness by being serious. You got your lips close to her ear and whisper ‘’aren’t you adoreble’’ you nibble abit on her ear causing another whine to come from her mouth. ‘’stop teasing me’’ ‘’well then… what does my baby girl want from me? My lips on your neck leaving some love marks, a loving kiss or perhaps my hands pleasing you?’’ you looked at her hungry while she blushed more and more. ‘’i-i want a kiss’’ she try to sound stern but all she did was make herself even more of a flustered mess. It wasn’t the first time you made out with her but it was the first time you try to see how far she is willingly to go. ‘’what kind dear? Genlte or rough? Tong or not? And if yes what do you want from my tong? Exploring your mouth try finding your sweet spot or just deep throat you?’’ you said half teasing her and half serious making sure you didn’t went to far.

‘’d-deep throat me gently please. i-i want to know what its like..’’ she said softly as you chuckle at her. ‘’so polite, aren’t you a good girl?’’ you couldn’t help but feel pridefull. ‘’your good girl’’ ‘’yes, my good girl’’ you said as you got closer and started to give her what she want. Hermione couldn’t help but be submissive towords you and got turned on whenever you praised her. She could feel your tong in her throat and caused her to choke a little but eventually it turned into moans as relaxed into it. your hands were grabbing onto her ass giving her a good squeeze. She pulled your hair hard enough to make you moan into her mouth. You stayed like that for merlins knows how long until you to pull away having a string of saliva coming from both you and hermione’s mouth.

‘’Well princess enjoyed yourself?’’ she nodded covering her mouth with the back of her hand avoiding your eyes. ‘’awww you’re so cute~’’ you cooed at her. ‘’oh shut up’’ you simply chuckled her. ‘’make me kitten~’’ to your surprise and herself she started to suck your neck wich caused you to groan. ‘’hmmm~ feisty aren’t ya? I like that in a girl’’ she moved your shirt abit and started to leave a hickey on the valey of your breast. ‘’keep going baby girl. I love this’’ you had a hand on her head guiding her on your chest. After she marked you a couple times she look you in the eyes. You had your index finger under chin and your tumb against her lips lifting her head slight before letting her know. ‘’your turn now hunbun~’’ she nodded as you lifted her shirt as you left hickey all over her abdomen and parts of her chest.

‘’i think we should stop’’ hermione looked upset and was about to ask why but you were faster then her. ‘’that is unless you don’t mind losing your viriginty to me in a abandoned classroom’’ she blushed at thought of you losing controle and fucking her senseless against a wall. A part of her wanted that but she knew she wasn’t ready yet. ‘’you right’’ you let go of and said. ‘’thats not something you hear everyday’’ hermione rolled eyes at you. she should have expected this from you. ‘’are you ever serious?’’ she said trying to look presentable. ‘’yes but with someone who is that much of a stuck up in the ass it be better if i made you smiled and relax’’ hermione glared at you hit you on the shoulder causing you to laugh. ‘’i am a stuck up!’’ ‘’yes you are!’’ ‘’do you want me to hit you again?’’ ‘’well that just kinky’’ ‘’y/n!’’ you laughed at the fact she blushed at your comment. ‘’hermione, i just left hickeys on your chest and belly and you get flustered from that?’’ ‘’oh shut up’’ she said pretending to be annoyed but both of you knew she actually loves it when you tease her.

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You pulled her in for a hug. She didn’t hug you back but she didn’t push you away either telling you that she actually wanted more. ‘’you’re so adoreble when you’re mad’’ ‘’no, i’m not’’ ‘’yes, you are’’ you said in a baby voice to her and started to squish her cheeks. ‘’stawp!’’ ‘’never!’’ you proclaimed as you hugged her again while picking her up and spining her around. Both of you were you laughing as basicly attacked her with affection. ‘’you’re such a dork’’ ‘’and you love me for it~’’ she sighed while smiling knowing fully well its true. ‘’come on. We have to meet up with harry’’ she said and you folowed her out of the classroom.

You had met up with harry. Who is still trying to figure out his plan for the 1st task. ‘’what am i going to do…’’ he said muttering to himself. ‘’we can’t bring anything with us.’’ ‘’you can bring your wand’’ ‘’can’t you accio something to help you?’’ ‘’can you accio the egg?’’ ‘’maybe a broom?’’ ‘’y/n you’re a genius!’’ harry cheered finally having a plan for what he is going to do. Hermione smiled at you very proud of your idea. ‘’thanks but we should go. its almost past curfew and we need our energy for tomorrow’’ and with that you said goodbye to them and left to go to your dorm where you ran into draco.

‘’you’re late. Where were you?’’ ‘’in the library with harry and hermione.’’ ‘’of course you were…’’ ‘’are you still going off about them?’’ you said annoyed and tired of this. You had this conversation with him merlin knows how many times. ‘’draco whats really your problem with them?’’ ‘’what do you mean?’’ ‘’don’t act dumb with me. You usual you don’t complain nearly as much when you don’t agree with my choices. So tell me why are you so upset with me being friends with them?’’ ‘’cause their clearly bad for you’’ ‘’bad for me? Thats very hypocritical coming from you since you’re know as the school bully.’’ ‘’not like that they bring you in danger! I might not know what their up to but i know that they somehow always get themself in dangerous situations. I don’t want you to get hurt’’ you sighed knowing it couldn’t be more true. ‘’i know but i can leave them either. Besides i really don’t have anybody els here except for you…’’ draco looked at you in scilents not sure what to say. ‘’just… be carefull. I don’t want you to get hurt.’’ ‘’i will. Now lets go to bed i am gonna need my sleep for tomorrow.’’

next

[michaelgambons]

Baseline Romantic

Chapter 6

Sorry for the delay! I don’t really have an excuse apart from life getting in the way

You were sprawled over your sofa in jogging bottoms, hair pulled into a lazy bun on top of your head.

‘Another episode?’ You asked Catherine as you moved towards the remote.

She grunted from where she was sat on the floor, paintbrush clutched between her teeth as she frowned at the picture she was working on in front of her.

The opening theme of Queer Eye had just begun as Y/N’s phone begun to vibrate. Glancing down, she saw Ben’s name next to a ‘😜’- his favourite-, and a picture of the two of you, drunk, sticking your tongues out at the camera. She wondered why he was calling her at 10:30 on a Thursday night.

‘Hiya!’ Y/N said brightly, squirming off the sofa and going into the kitchen so she could talk to him without disturbing Catherine.

Ben’s voice on the other side of the phone sounded glum. He didn’t say anything for a moment, and Y/N could hear him breathing deeply down the phone.

‘What’s wrong babe?’ Y/N asked, starting to become concerned.

‘Me and Lilly have broken up’ Ben’s voice sounded croaky.

‘What! Oh no, I thought you guys seemed so happy last time I saw you. I’m so sorry Ben’ Y/N replied.

Admittedly, Y/N hasn’t seen Ben and Lilly for a while, not since the COVID-19 lockdown had begun over a month ago. Lilly and Ben has decided to move in together to Lilly’s flat in Notting Hill to isolate together, and when Y/N last spoke to them as part of a group zoom call, they seemed perfectly fine.

‘Where are you now?’ Y/N asked.

‘I’m just back in my flat’ Ben replied. ‘I’m sorry to call this late, I just needed someone to speak to, and I didn’t know who else to call...’

‘Why don’t me and Cat drive over and we can have a chat at the end of your driveway? I don’t like the idea of you being alone right now.’

‘No, honestly it’s ok. I’ll be fine’

‘Don’t be silly Ben. This is a really fucked up time for all of us, never mind if you’ve just broken up with someone. We’ll grab our coats and head over’

‘But-‘

‘No buts. We’ll be there in 30 mins. Go, make yourself a cup of tea, put something mindless on the teli and we’ll be there before you know it’

‘Thank you, Y/N’ Ben said.

Putting the phone down and going back into the the living room; you explained what was going on to Catherine.

‘So the poor baby is just by himself?’ Catherine had cried, getting to her feet.

When they arrived at Ben’s flat half an hour later, Ben was already waiting for them on his doorstep. His hair was even more ruffled than normal, and his normally confident posture was slouched. Getting out the car, it was all you could do not to run over to him and give him a cuddle.

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2 hours later, Ben was cuddled up next to you on your sofa, clutching a bag of minstrels. Almost as soon as you had seen him on his driveway you had decided he wasn’t staying at his alone that evening. Bag packed, Ben had been shepherded into your car and driven back to yours, stopping off at a 24hour M&S for supplies on the way.

As the episode of queer eye finished, you heard him sigh slightly and placed his head on your lap. You ruffle his hair slightly as you breathed him in. ‘You ok?’ you asked, looking down at him.

He hummed something positive into your lap.

‘Don’t get too comfortable’ you said. ‘I’ve got to be up early for the Today show’. He grunted encouragingly, but snuggled further into you. He looked very cute, angelic even. You had no desire to move.

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Ben had fitted in quickly to isolating with Catherine and you. Catherine would get up first, and do some yoga and drink a large, freshly made smoothie. A couple of hours later you would tumble out of bed, chronically running late, and scamper to drink a strong black coffee before your day of meetings started. By 10am you and Catherine would be sat at the dining room table, that day’s work spread over the table. Ben would appear soon afterwards, and carve a space for himself at the table. Scrambled eggs, Ben’s piesta de resistance, followed shortly afterwards, and by the early afternoon, you pulled on your coats and headed off for your daily allocated walk. The paparazzi had yet to figure out where Ben was, and you were all greatfull for this. It meant that you could risk trudging out of the house in sweatpants without it being splashed across the daily mail the next day.

The three of you had become each other’s confidants. Whatever you were feeling, you only wanted to feel it with the two others. And whilst lockdown could, at times, be close to unbearable, in many ways you didn’t want this time to end.

In the evenings, after work, the three of you spent most of the evening trying to decide what film to watch. Ben loved old school Scorsese, Catherine loved musicals, and you loved anything Wes Anderson touched- the Indier the better. An eclectic mix, which, this Tuesday, had led to you watching When Harry Met Sally.

~ No man can be friends with a woman he finds attractive. He always wants to have sex with her ~

‘Do you guys think that’s true? That a guy and girl can’t be friends without sex getting in the way?’ Catherine asked.

Ben and yourself were sitting on the couch opposite, your feet on his lap. As Catherine said this, you felt him tense slightly beneath you. It had been almost a year since the two of you had slept together, and since your phone call the next day, the two of you had never discussed it again.

‘I don’t know’, you replied. ‘I guess it depends on a range of things. How close the two of them are, how attracted to each other they are...’ You felt Ben shift awkwardly beneath you.

‘I mean, you both are beautiful but I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to sleep with either of you. Apart from that time I climbed into bed with you Y/N after I’d drunk that bottle of champagne’ Catherine said. ‘What do you think Ben?’ she asked.

Ben paused slightly before he began ‘I dunno... I think like Y/N said, it depends. I think that strong platonic friendship can sometimes be confused for romantic love. I’ve definitely done that in the past’

After the film finished, you all trialed to bed. Lying in bed, you thought about Ben’s reply. Who has he confused platonic friendship for love for? Surely it wasn’t you. Ben hadn’t loved you. He’d just been horny, like you. It was something that just had happened in the moment, and would never happen again. You doubted whether Ben even found you attractive; you weren’t sleek enough to compete with most of the women he could be with.

But who else could he have been talking about? You’d never heard him talk about anyone else like that. It must have been before you knew him, you thought as you drifted of to sleep.

[fromtheboundlesssea]

Oberyn and Celia after Oberyn comes back to their rooms after he has been with Ellaria all day!

Visenya was curled into Celia’s chest, her dark curls framing her face and tickling her nose, judging by the way it scrunched up. The girl had fallen asleep waiting on her father to return from his day out with Aunt Ellaria.

Celia loved her daughter, and the two children who still called her mother only when they were in public, but she felt so lost at times in the burning heat of Sunspear. Doran was kind to her, as kind as he could be. Arianne, Quentyn, and Trystane were lovely. Yet, Celia felt so alone at many points in her day.

She knew what she had agreed to when she claimed Rhaenys and Aegon as her and Oberyn’s bastards. She knew that she would be forced to marry a man who held little care for her other than the respect and greatfullness he had for her rescuing the children. She had married him, knowing full well that the reason for marrying was lies and she had no hope of being truly loved by Oberyn.

Yet, at the same time, some part of her, some foolish girlhood dreams had resurfaced when she had learned that she had fallen pregnant from one of the few time Oberyn felt it necessary to take his marriage rights. She had thought, dreamed, that Oberyn might stay faithful to her, dote upon her as her belly swelled with his child, a trueborn child for him at last. But his time was spent with his nieces and nephews, his other children, the other woman who bore his seed. She had been so hopeful, but she had lost that hope once Visenya was born and nothing had changed, nothing save her near constant empty bed and unfulfilled need for her husband that flickered pathetically until her heart had turned to stone in fear of flickering out forever.

Visenya was hers and hers alone. Oberyn loved her, but she knew that their daughter reminded him too much of Elia in the way she was so soft and the way Visenya could not run around with her cousins or other half-sisters. It was a pain Celia understood very little, having never lost a sibling in the way her husband had. Yet...

The door to their rooms opened and she peered over her shoulder and saw her husband coming in. She could see the marks upon his neck and the the way his hair was a mess, as it always was when he went to see Ellaria.

Celia laid her head back onto her pillow and curled around their daughter more protectively.

“You waited up,” Oberyn said, not in question, but as merely a comment.

“Visenya wasn’t feeling well,” Celia replied. “I merely wanted to make sure she was settled in well.”

Oberyn got into their bed and leaned over her to look at their daughter. He brushed her hair from her face and Visenya’s expression relaxed. “She should join Obara and the others soon,” he said. “The exercise would do her good.”

“She prefers books to a spear,” Celia answered quietly.

“She should learn to defend herself. It’s unwise for a girl to not know such things.”

Celia looked at him. “You cannot mold her into a Sand Snake, Oberyn,” she said. “She is too much like me.” She turned from him again and cuddled around her daughter. “I’m sorry she is not what you wanted.”

Oberyn’s hand pulled back from Visenya’s face and she felt him leave the bed then leave the room.

Celia closed her eyes and let the tears catch upon her lashes. But she did not let them drop, for her daughter was never to know how lonely her mother felt.

[ithinkilikeit-reactions]

Ateez “They realise they love you”

Hongjoong: 

He hardly ever worked on music in the dorm for exactly this reason. He would much rather sit in the studio and come home late rather than work on music at home. However, circumstances made the choice for him and he was regretting even trying at this point. 

Hearing Wooyoung yelling through the dorm with San close behind even through his bedroom door, he sighed. He wasn’t expecting you to walk through his door however. “Y/n, what are you doing here?” He asked, looking up at you from his laptop. “I heard you couldn’t go to studio today, so I thought I’d come see you. But I see you’re working anyways. So I’ll just go cook dinner for everyone.” You said, on the verge of leaving his room again. “No, no just come and sit with me.” Hongjoong stopped you, patting his bed next to him. 

“Have you eaten today?” You asked, crossing your arms and looking at him. He could just get so busy sometimes. “No...” Hongjoong’s voice trailed off with a smile. “Then I am going to go cook dinner.” You said and laughed a little before walking to the kitchen. 

You always took such good care of him and he loved that. He loved you. 

Seonghwa: 

Seonghwa didn’t know what to expect when you said you’d meet him at the party. It would be the first time you met the other members and it was kind of a crucial moment in your relationship. But when you showed up in that outfit, radiating confidence he could hardly stop himself from smiling. 

Wrapping an arm around your waist, he pulled you into him. “You look fantastic.” He said and you smiled at him before wrapping your arms around his neck. “Thank you, you don’t look too bad yourself.” You told him, pecking his lips softly. “Let me introduce you to everyone.” He said, a hand on your lower back and guiding you around the room. 

As Seonghwa introduced you to the other’s, he saw the way they looked at you and listened to the way you spoke. They admired you, not in the same way as Seonghwa but in a respectable way. They could tell you made him happy, that you cared about him

Seonghwa was hopelessly in love with you. 

Yunho: 

It was always a comfort, having you in the practice room with him. You had an eye for his movements and could easily pick out awkward things, or if something didn’t look right. He trusted you with this task and never ever got upset with you if you pointed out something. 

Today, it was just you, him and Seonghwa. Seonghwa was having a hard time picking up a part of the choreography and asked Yunho to help. Sitting in front of them on the floor, you watched Yunho get more and more frustrated but you knew he wouldn’t tell Seonghwa that. “Hey, Yunho. Go grab some more water. You’re bottle is empty.” You told him, shooting him a look at the same time. He understood, sighing as he left the room. 

You looked towards Seonghwa, standing up and guiding him through the things he was getting wrong. You wanted to take some of the burden’s off of their shoulders. So you guided Seonghwa, moving through the movements easily and Yunho watched from the door. It amazed him how you knew his reactions and how you would try to take some of the weight off of his shoulders. 

You always tried to make sure he wasn’t overburdened. He loved you for that. 

Yeosang: 

You listened. You were so good at listening. You were so good at letting Yeosang be himself around you. It really made him happy, especially in moments like this. Sitting in between your legs on the floor as you sat on the couch and your hairbrush running through his hair gently

Yeosang sighed, leaning back into your touch as you pulled your brush through his longer hair. “I’m never cutting my hair again if it means getting this treatment from you.” He said and you laughed. Placing your brush down, letting your fingers take over massaging his scalp gently. “I’ll give you this treatment even if your hair is 2 cm long. If you have no hair on your head. As long as you enjoy it.” You said and he felt his cheeks heat up.

He wasn’t used to the pampering, yes he got his makeup done and hair styled. But it was done by people who were paid to do it, the feeling behind it was different. Yeosang grabbed one of your hands and brought it up to his lips, kissing it softly. 

You made sure he felt loved and he loved you for it. 

San:

You felt honored to be able to witness Ateez’s first concert. All their hard work and all of their talent was being recognized and you were there to witness it. You stood by the side lines, watching San as he worked the dance breaks and you cheered. God, he was amazing. 

The concert ended and you waited stage side. It was wonderfull, you cheered, you cried and you felt pride. You felt it all over again when San appeared and wrapped his arms around you. He felt so greatfull that you were there and the smile couldn’t be stripped off of his face. It was one of the best nights of his life.

“You were amazing, all of you. Wow San, I’m just so proud of you.” You said, petting his hair as he smiled at you. You looked so proud, your eyes twinkling when you looked at him. San hugged you, pressing you against his chest and shut his eyes. 

You were so proud of him and he would work to keep making you proud of him, because he loved you. 

Mingi: 

It was your first time having Mingi leave you for tour. You were doing okay, of course you missed him but you knew he loved tour. Being able to see fans and perform, it was his dream. So you were at peace with it all. 

But Mingi was surprisingly not dealing with you being so far away all too well. He was worried about you, he missed having you close. He missed you. The second Ateez got to their hotel he called you. “Hey, Mingi! How was the flight?” You asked, your cheerfull voice already putting a smile on his face. “Long. I’m tired and I really miss you.” He said and you frowned, knowing he couldn’t see you. 

“I’m sorry baby. But think about the shows and the fans. You’re going to make so many fans happy.” You said, your voice being such a comfort to him. Mingi couldn’t help but smile, you made him feel better. “You’re right. But I still miss you.” 

He missed you more than he thought he would, it made him realise he loved you.

Wooyoung: 

Ateez had beeen working their butts off day and night for the upcoming comeback and they were tired. You could tell. Wooyoung was usually the moodmaker but he was exhausted and clinging to you any chance he got. 

“Hey guys why don’t I go and grab some food, maybe some ice cream for afterwards.” You said jumping up, trying to lighten the mood a little bit. Their reaction came out in mumbles and Wooyoung just looked at you. You hated seeing them like this. “I’ll just go and get it then. I’ll be back shortly.” 

When you returned, the boys were up and dancing again and you couldn’t help but sigh. “Guys, food.” You said and barely got a response. Turning the music off, you looked at them. “You guys need to take care of yourselves and if I need to spoon feed you all, I will. Now sit down and eat something.” Wooyoung looked at you with mild disbelief. He wrapped his arms around and muttered into your neck. “Thank you.” All the boys sat down and thanked you for their food, smiles on their faces for the first time that day. 

He appreciated the way you took care of not only him, but those around you. It made you loveable and admirable. 

Jongho:

Jongho was doing his vocal excersizes diligently and loud, not that it bothered you. If there was one thing you could listen to over and over it was his beautiful voice. You watched him from your spot on the couch as he ran over the vocal excerisizes, getting frustrated when he couldn’t hit the notes. 

Moving to the kitchen, you made him some lemon tea with honey, knowing he was about to wreck his throat. Bringing to him, you set it down and he looked at you with puppy dog eyes. “Your throat’s going to start hurting.” You said and he smiled, accepting it. As you turned to walk away, you got pulled back and into his lap. 

“Did it sound okay?” He asked, tucking his face into your neck. “You always sound good.” You said, your fingers stroking his hair as his ears turned red. “You compliment me too much.” He said and you couldn’t help but admire how humble he was. “No I don’t, I compliment you because you deserve it.” You told him and made him look at you. 

You made him feel special and he wanted to make you feel the same because he loves you. 

[ellus986]

Is summer different in the jungle? Chapter 3

Eugene Sledge x nurse!reader

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Summary: You met Eugene on the field, when the nurses arrived at the Beach of Peleliu. You met thousands of injured soldiers, but none of them give you butterflies in your stomach, until you met him in the camp. You knew immediately that he will mean so much to you. It started with a little flirt, but ended in a two months realtionship while they were in the camp.

Warning: swearing, mention of loss, war and nightmares, unprotected sex (kiddos still wrap it if you don’t want poopy diapers 9 months later)

6 months later

My sweetest Eugene!

I wish I could write down how much I miss you but I can’t. Maybe if I tell you that my heart breaks into tiny pieces anytime I hear Sid’s laughter, that just rings like yours, or that looking at Sarah makes me want to cry. The photo I send you with this letter is not from your childhood, it was taken yesterday about your daugther, who is your perfect replica at this moment, she has nothing from me, maybe her already stubborn attitude. She grows so fast, and so much, I wish I could watch this happening with you on my side. I love to live here with your family, but it is not real without you, I only can feel home myself where I can feel you. Sometimes when I feed Sarah in the night, I just imagine you across the room reading something, looking up at me time to time, other times I almost see you smiling at me in the garden, or lazily sitting pushing your back to your favorite tree - because your mom told me witch one is that-, and othertimes I just turn so fast when Sid laughs hoping it is you, they may think I am in love with him. I hate this war because it still keeps you away from us, but I’m forever greatfull for it to guid me to you, and suprise us with our angel.

Forever your love,

Y/N

Eugene tried not to cry, but tears are droping fell from his cheek. He fells hopless at this moment covered in dust, and blood only seeing his daughter on pictures. He didn’t see the end of the war anymore, but you and his daugther were the only things that kept him from not carring anymore. He looked over Snafu who was asleep mumbling in his dream. He new he did the same, he relived what made him miserable when he was awake, but he wanted to sleep, because once in a while he kept dreaming about his girls, and that made him wake up with smile on his face, even if that only lasted for seconds.

He already stoped counting how many japs did he killed, but he still did not enjoyed any minute of it.

5 months later

Your point of view:

Dear Y/N!

I would’ve lost track of time, if you do not keep me sane with your sweet letters. We lost so many of our friends, and I can’t even remember when did I sleep on a clean bed.

But enough of how we are here I can’t believe our little angel is already toke her first steps, time just flies away, and I just hope I will be home with you soon, to run after Sarah, and hold you close to my chest when I fall asleep.

Forever your love,

Gene

Snobbing left your throat, as you watch your child’s small steps in the enormous garden, without her father. Tears make your sight blurry as you hold the letter in your shaking hand.

“Y/N!” Walks Sid up to you, from the kitchen door.

“Sid!” You get up from the tree side, and hug him.

“Is something wrong?”

“No, I mean... Gene is just deeper then ever, his letters are darker everytime, and I just want him to come home!” You mumble catching Sarah as she runs to you. You wipe your eyes, as you hold here on your side.

“Good afternoon milady!” He bends for his niece. “Do you want to hear the adventures of Daddy and uncle Sid?” He holds his hand out for her to get on his side.

“Yeah!” She giggles, happily. Her favorite time of the day, story time. Everyday either you or Sid kept telling stories about Eugene to her, showing her photos about him, and even she can’t remember the time she met her dad, she was obsessed with him.

4 months later

Eugene’s point of view:

My dear Eugene!

Summer in Mobile is so different from what it was in the jungle. Sarah falls asleep everynight under the stars in my lap, why I tell her a story about her daddy, who is under the same stars like us. It makes me feel you closer, thinking you look up at the same stars everynight and think about us, just like we do.

We miss you so much, and wait for the day you finally will be watching the stars with us.

Forever your loves,

Sarah and Y/N

Your letter wasn’t the only thing on the paper there was a drawimg too. Two giant flowers and a tiny sun. His daughter’s drawing. How many thing did he already missed out on? Why can’t the war just end already? Why can’t he just go home, and watch his child grow up?

He knew he would never met you if there is no war, but God how much he was over it. He became a marine thinking he need to be a hero saving his country, but after years, he felt the least as a hero.

He looks up on the sky and only one thing rings in his mind. You look up at the same sky. “How is my godchild?” Sits Shelton next to him.

“Great, she falls asleep in the garden just like us, just in that case she wakes up in her own bed!” He laughs bitter sweet.

“We will see them soon!” Snafu pats his bestfriends shoulder.

“I hope so... i hope so...”

7 months later

Your point of view:

You are in the kitchen with your toddler who is eager to help now days. The smile on her face was worth the mess she left behind herself. You put the first round of cookies on a plat and you tell her that she only can have one, before dinner, and you hand her the tiniest.

After she is done with it you can see in the corner of your eye that she is about to stole one more. You knew this is going to happen, and you loved the chase after every baking together. You almost cleaned up the whole kitchen when she finally reached the cookie she wanted. You turn your head quickly to her, and she giggles, running away from you.

“Sarah Meryl Sledge! What did you do?” You run after her, as she is ahead of you. You turn in the door almost catching her when you see two so familiar boots infornt of you. You freeze and look up. “Gene...” you mumble with your jaw droping to the floor.

“Daddy!” Sarah runs to him, and he holds her close to his chest as he gets on his knees for her.

“Gene!” You scream now and run to him. He almost falls on the floor from your fast action, but you feel how he grabs you, and holds both of you so close to himself. “Gene, you came home to us!” You cry into his shoulder.

“Daddy...” Sarah mumbles into his chest and he looks up at you with eyebrows in the air.

“We were waiting for you everyday...” you mumble tears falling from your cheek. “For her favorite hero!”

“Daddy! Daddy!” She smooths his face, and you can see how tears are about to fall from his cheek too.

“Eugene...” his mother wishpers in the door droping the frok she had in her hand.

He gets up, kisses you before walking to her. You have Sarah in your arms when he hugs his mom.

“Sarah, love don’t you want to give that cookie to Daddy?” You ask as you put her on her feets.

“Mommy and I made it!” She walks up to him, and holds the cookie out.

“Thank you, love!” The first words he told since getting in the house.

Eugene’s point of view:

He does not fell like a hero, but everyone acts like he is, and that made him uncomfortable. Sitting silently at the dinner table, he can’t take his eyes off of you, and Sarah. His child, who really looks like him at this age, only the little longer hair was something that made her different from his toodler self, but her personality, Oh God that was the perfect replica of yours. She was the beautiful combination of you two.

After dinner you get Sarah out of her highchair, and head to the bathroom. He thanks the food, and walks after you. He steps in the doorway hearing you two giggling. You already put your daughter in the tiny water to bath her, and he just stands there watching you, do what you did in the last 22 months.

He loved to just watch, see how you function as a parent, what he wanted to become. Yet he did not fell like one, but was eager to be the best father to his miracle war baby. “Daddy!” Giggles Sarah, holding her arms out.

“Do you want to help?” You ask, turning back to him.

“Can I?” He sutters, steping in.

“Ofcourse you can!” You smile at your fiancé. “Just roll up your shirt, so you will be less wet... ofcourse if Sarah pleases to be a good girl today!” You look at your daughter and she smiles at you with innocent face, even she knows what you are talking about. As Sarah is already covered in soap you give the instructions as he looks at you with question in his hazel eyes. “You just need to wash down the soap...” his hands are shaking but he is doing a great job, while Sarah... she just spalshes the water on everything and everyone. “I told you, you only won’t be wet if the princess decides not to play around!” You nictate at her, and she giggles knowing she is the blamed. “Come on baby! It is already bad time!” You get her out and cover her in the towel, but as you would walk out she holds her hands.

“I wanna go with daddy!” She mumbles almost crying, and you turn to him with the question in your eyes. He fell in love with you again in a second, as you are totally aware of how weird it is to be home again, to see his family for the first time in almost two years and you did not wanted to overwhelm him.

“Come here, my angel!” He grabs your daugther, and follows you to his room. Nothing changed since he left, only that that there was a child bed, and some of your stuff, but other than that everything was the same as he left it. You give him a romper as he sits her on the bed side. She already holds her legs out, so it is an easy task for him to put it on.

Your point of view:

You could see on Eugene’s face that he is so proud of himself with putting Sarah’s Pjs on. He starts to rock her on his side, even you did not said anything, and Sarah is already falling asleep on his shoulder. When she is completly asleep, he puts her in the crib and watch her sleeping. You step behind him and put your hand on his waist, he winces from your touch, but leans into it. “I hope I didn’t do anything wrong!” He wishpers turning to you.

“No love, you did everything perfect!” You smooth some hair out of his face, to found a little scare on his temple.

“Bombin’...” he mumbles before you could ask. “It was not that bad, the marine who was covering me died two days later...”

“You don’t need to tell me everything tonight!” You speak up as you can see how much it is effecting him. “We have our life for it!”

“You still want to marry me?” He wishpers before you kiss him, and lead him to the bed.

“Gene, why wouldn’t I?” You sit down and tap the place next to you.

“Maybe I’m not the man you remember to fall in love?” His shaky hand is in his messy hair, while he is not looking in your eyes, as he sits next to you.

“Love, I love you, you are the man who I fell in love, maybe you changed, but so did I...”

“I did things...”

“Hey, I don’t care! You are here, and already kept your promise!” You smile at him cupping his face.

“What promise?” He looks at you confused.

“That as soon as you get home you are going to be the best father Sarah can have!” You say it, and he shakes his head. “You are!”

“No I’m not!”

“Gene! You came home after almost two years not seeing your child, and you rocked her to sleep faster than I could!” You kiss him softly, but he still can’t look in your eyes and that breaks your heart. “Or... you don’t want to marry me?” You feel how your bottom lip shakes from the tears you trying to keep back.

“Y/N I love you!” He lifts his gaze over you. “I want nothing more than be your husband, and watch Sarah grow with you... I... I just want to be sure you still can love me... I don’t want to hurt you if you can’t...”

“Eugene!” You cut in. “I was there too, and still can’t imagine what you have been through!” You slick his cheek. “But I only wanted one thing all along, to be your wife, to watch Sarah and her siblings play in the garden while we are sitting at your favorite tree.”

“Sarah and... her siblings?” You can see how he becomes breathless.

“Don’t you want more kids?” You smile at him.

“Ofcourse I want!” He kisses you hard, deep, wanting, like this is the last time he can kiss you. You lay back and pull him over you, still not letting your lips parting. You get his shirt down button by button, before you could get to his pants. “Shouldn’t we... shouldn’t we not do this here?”

“She never wakes up when I have a nightmare, I want you, now...” you know you shouldn’t do this, you should wait until getting married, you should be in an another room, but your needing for him just hit you in the second he kissed you.

“I want you too,Y/N!” He wishpers, before he rolles your dress up, and gets your underwear down. You are shaking, you are wet from his heavy breath on your ear, you want to feel him inside you so much. “I missed you so much...” he mumbles getting his pants down to his knees, before he would kiss you again. Both of you winces as his cock touches your cunt. You look in his eyes and move your waist. He slides in with the top of his prick and he closes his eyes. “Y/N!” He moans into your ear before trusting into you. You bit his shoulder so you would not wake your daughter up with your scream, you were already on the edge. Both of you moved so fast, grabing, bitting anything you could reach on the other, getting closer to the orgasm together.

“Eugene!” You groan into his ear as you cum, making him follow you in a second. He collaps on you, and you can feel his fast beating heart.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done thi...”

“Eugene! Eugene! Look at me!” You cup his face as he already rolled down your dress and got his pants back. “You did nothing I didn’t wanted too!”

“I should’ve wait before I marry you, or atleast don’t be like an animal!” You can see he already regreted his actions.

“Are you amberessed on, that we needed eachother?” You ask.

“No!”

“Than why is it matters how did it happend?” You ask with a soft smile on your face.

“I want to do thing right!” He closes his eyes, as you cup his face.

“You do everything right Gene!” You get your dress down, and he looks at you with eyebrows in the air. “It was a long day, we can shower in the morning, I just want to sleep with my love!” You are naked, and he can’t keep his eyes off you. “Would you undress too?”

“Wait what? You want to sleep naked?” His mouth drops open.

“Haven’t we already seen eachother naked before?” You have a nasty grin on your face.

“Yes, we did...” he mumbles still gazing on your body. “I can’t believe I’m finally home with you...” he whispers getting his clothes down.

You get in the bed and he follows you, holding you close to his chest in the minute he is behind you. “I can’t believe you are finally here, with me love...” you wishper leaning into his touch.

To be continued...

My sweet perms:

@simply-sams-things @spacedust1124719

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Tragedy Strikes

-an idea i had and ran with. might continue-

Joaquin is dead, now the gang has to clean the mess as well as try to make amends with his sister.

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The sound of a motorcycle engine shook Fangs from his anxious thoughts. Quick on his feet, he stumbled towards Jones, who was shaking his hair from the helmet, cutting the engine and sitting back. "What’s the urgency Fangs?" He took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair.

"We received a message Jug." A look of bewilderment struck him at the wild appearance of the boy in front of him. Knowing recently how things have gone downhill in the town, signs were common. It caused people to leave town or watch their backs, everybody was on edge with this whole new wave of problems. "What’s the message?" Jughead took in the appearance of the boy in front of him, Fangs seeming like a wreck and lost, a look he wasn’t used to seeing from the usually composed and assured personality he wore so well.

Fangs began to walk towards the Quarry as he ran a hand through his hair, bitting his lip as the sudden feeling of nervousness washed over him. Jug wasn’t really sure why he was at the Quarry or if the message would even be here, just going on intuition. Jug knew for sure it was something bad, telling by the body language and vibe from Fangs and it took a lot to shake the boy who’s been shot before, going through a lot more than anyone they knew could say they have.

Finally they came to ‘the throne’, the recliner that sat center of everything. A large piece of blue tarp was covering the chair. Fangs stepped to the side and watched Jughead, contemplating on what his newly elected leader would do or if he would even get the sign. He didn’t know what was under the tarp himself, just scrambled to call Jughead after receiving a strange call with a specific instruction. Only your leader can find the message in the middle of the heart, it said. He had absolutely no clue about what it meant but knowing the Quarry was the "heart" of Serpents territory, he knew for sure it’d be there.

Jug paused for a second, bracing himself before he reached for the top of the tarp and pulled it back. This sick sence of shock hit the two, somber realization in what sat before them. A quiet mumble passed Jugheads lips as in a silent way to show respect at the loss.

"Joaquin."

There sat Joaquin, cold body and eyes still open, lips blue as in a sick attempt to mock them. On his forehead could be seen the branding, given to him in juvie by something way bigger than they could understand, a mystery not yet solved. They stood there for a second, tears making their way into Fangs eyes. There his best friend lied dead with his recent encounter with him not such a positive one. If he would’ve known, he would have done something different but it was too late. The betrayal felt from both parties still sat.

Frustration took over as Jughead threw the tarp over him again. It was another person lost to this sick game that was currently taking over the once quiet town of Riverdale. He took a step away from the chair, glancing at Fangs as he was attempting to gain composure.

"Who do you think did it?" Fangs couldn’t breath, wiping his face with his sleeve. It was a moment of reality, the actuality of the situation sinking in, as he let out a shaky breath earning a sympathetic look from Jug. "I don’t really know. It could’ve been anyone." "What’s the mark mean? Does that have something to do with who it could be?" Fangs was unsure of himself: unsure of his mind, unsure of where he was, unsure of wether or not he was really standing there at this moment in time, as if the soil he stood on was fake and this was all a dream. Some sick nightmare. But it wasn’t. It wasn’t that simple, after all nothing was simple anymore.

"It means sacrifice." Jughead said quickly, his hand touching his face in contemplation. Then he remembered that he had seen that mark somewhere before. Turning to face Fangs, his eyes grew, beginning to panic as reality was catching up, no longer able to grieve over this moment in fear or having to grieve something else. "I have to find Archie. Call his sister. She’ll wanna know and it’ll be important that she hears it from you."

With that, Jones turned around, leaving Fangs there by himself with his thoughts and feelings. The dust of the road flew past his face as he glanced back to the chair. Pulling his phone out of his pocket he began to make his way towards his friends place, not wanting to be alone during this phone call or the moment she would pick up.

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Something was wrong. He felt it, wether it was the shift in the air or a gut feeling, his intuition told him to be alert. The girl who was walking next to him must’ve realized the sudden shift as well, stopping in her tracks and glancing up at his face.

The air had shifted through the whole town. Sweet Pea glances towards Josie as she placed her free hand on his face, the other one linked with his. "What’s wrong? You seem lost." He met her eyes, almost trying to ground himself of the strange feeling that took over. He wanted to run, go to figure out whatever had him on edge, but he couldn’t place a face to the feeling. Nothing corresponded in his head meaning he wasn’t forgetting something and that scared him even more of what the random feeling could’ve meant. He released a breath he didn’t realize he was holding in, trying to stop the tugging on his heart that made him feel like he was needed elsewhere.

"No nothing’s the matter, just got distracted by something." She didn’t believe it but knew better than to push. They had recently gotten back into whatever their relationship was and she had learned from the last time not to push anything onto him or else he’ll just end up running. She dropped her hand back to her side and kept eye contact. He realized the disappearance of her hand on his cheek as it dragged him from his thoughts. "Let’s go back to my place. I need a distraction. I’m sure I can find something we could do."

He wrapped his arm around her waist, catching the girl by surprise and eliciting a giggle from her as they continued to walk. It felt like he had 6 cups of caffeine, some itch that was in his fingertips didn’t sit right with him as he grew reckless, like he needed to do something or be somewhere but ultimately being lost. He wasn’t needed anywhere and had nothing to do so what’s with the anxiousness? He shrugged it off as best as he could, not paying attention to small thought that bothered him in the back of his thoughts.

After all it can’t be that important if he can’t pinpoint what it is.

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In the other town not so far away, the wind shifted and she noticed it right away. People around her continued their day as if nothing happened but she grew aware. The dynamic of the scene in Greendale was shifted and she didn’t quite know why. She lived on the border of Riverdale and Greendale, convenient if her brother wanted to visit her or if she needed to go back to the town that didn’t want her there for whatever reason.

She locked the door behind her, leaning against the wood to steady herself. Something happened but she wasn’t sure what. She shook it off, walking further into the house. She threw her keys into the key bowl and took off her shoes, soft socks padding their way down on marble floor in her kitchen.

The vibration of a phone led her to close her fridge, glancing at the screen. The name that popped up took her back for a second, shocked at the name of who it was. The name "Fangs Forgaty" flashed across the screen, a picture of them together displayed in the background. She paused as the anxiety set in, hands gripping the counter as she stared at the phone hoping it would just automatically stop. She was confused, why would someone who said they wouldn’t want to see me again if I left be calling me now?

The ringing stopped, the phone dimming again and growing silent. She sighed, a bullet dodged for only a quick second only to be seen again by the continued ringing. She took a breath and slid her finger across the screen, praying it was her brother who was infamous for misplacing his items such as his phone.

"Hello?" She sounded weak, unsure of what to expect. "(Y/n) it’s you." Her breathing hitched, the voice she missed echoed through the room, the phone on speaker. "Yea it’s me. What’s the matter?" A sigh passed through the phone, the boy unsure of what to say threw her off. A million thoughts raced through her head as a quiet second passed. "There’s no other way to say this so I’m just gonna spit it out. It’s your brother. He’s dead babe." He was shaking, she could hear it in his tone.

Out of all the thoughts she didn’t see this coming. Her breathing collapsed as if a truck had just hit her all at once, unable to stand on her feet anymore. The one person who mattered was gone. Her only purpose of living in Greendale, her only purpose of living.

"No, that’s untrue. I saw him 2 days ago." Hot tears streamed down her face, her grip on the counter tightening to prevent her from collapsing, her knuckles turning white. "I’m so sorry. You have to come." She hated this. There was one thing she was certain about, the fact of her return to Riverdale was nonexistent and never to occur unless there was a reason. This was not the reason she expected to be in a million years. "I’ll be there." "I’m at the Quarry. I’ll be waiting for you."

She hung up, panic setting in. She made her way through the house again. Slipping on her hoodie again and grabbing her keys, she threw on her running shoes, hair already up. She found herself in the front of her house again, locking the door for who knew how long.

Stumbling down the pathway that connects the sidewalk to her house, she felt uneasy. There was nothing to say or do, the heavy beat of her heart the only distraction. Instinct took over, her pace increasing as her stumbling turned into walking into running. She was greatfull for the running she did with her brother as well as letting him convince her to be on the track team with him back in the day as she took off down the sidewalk.

The wind blew past her face, tears and her ponytail flying past her face as she ran, sneakers hitting the pavement hard as she focused on her breathing and just running. Passing the sign that welcomed people to Riverdale passed her peripheral vision as she kept going, her location near. She knew where she was and where to go as if she never left and these months of exile were nothing but a dream but the reality was set. Joaquin was dead, her brother gone.

She kept going, stopping at the beginning of the Southside half to catch her breath before picking up again. No second thoughts just running, she thought as she continued, knowing that if she would’ve stopped she wouldn’t turned around.

There was a violent taste in her mouth, either from the fact that she was actually there or from the brink of collapse. Either way she hated it and wanted nothing more than to turn around a frown her sorrows in the comfort of her house. The Quarry grew closer in sight as she kept going. Fangs was distracted from his thoughts as he shut his phone in acceptance, giving up on calling his friend for the 3rd time. He gave in to the fact that he wasn’t gonna pick up, Sweet Pea nowhere to be seen or heard of during his time of need.

The sound of soles hitting the curb made him stand, watching the girl cautiously. He took in her appearance, ears tinted red from the running, the girl more mature than what she left as. He couldn’t imagine the thoughts that were most likely running through her head knowing that her twin was gone and that she was back in a town she no longer called home. She stopped in front of him, placing her hands on her knees and catching her breath. She placed her mind back on the right track she wanted it to be, deciding that her soft side wouldn’t be making any appearances today due to circumstances. She was unwelcome here and she knew that well.

"Where is he Fangs?" He looked into her eyes, being able to still read his ex best friend even after all this time. He saw past her tough facade and saw the soft underbelly they all had for each other. After all her brother was a Serpent and nothing mattered to her more in this world than him. He pointed to the chair behind him and kept his eyes on hers, reading for anything for her. She squinted at him in disbelief, as if he was playing with her in a serious situation. But she knew he wasn’t kidding the minute she walked up to what he was pointing at.

She grabbed the tarp and aggressively yanked it off the chair. Dropping it to the floor, her hand flew up to cover her mouth. Eyes widened in disbelief, she took a step back as all the air left her body. It felt as if her whole soul had escaped and all that was left was the hollow shell of what she used to be. Her innocence and childhood swept away all in one moment as she took in the only love she had left dead.

She didn’t even know she was about to fall til she felt arms wrap around her frame, a sob racking through her body and escaping. She clawed at Fangs’ arm that held her up as in to steady herself. Her sight grew blurry and colors turned red as the world had ultimately ended in her point of view.

He held her tightly, afraid to let her go in fear of her falling and him going with her as he was hurting too. She turned in his grip and fell into him, crying into his shirt and gripping tightly to the leather jacket that shielded him from the breeze that swept through town. He began to allow tears from his eyes as well, placing his chin on top of her head and holding her closer. This fragile being in his arms continued to shake as he felt her tears dampen his shirt.

She suddenly pushed back, agitated and wild. Her eyes screamed chaos and knowing them, the twins were known for composing themselves unless provoked. He would definitely say she was provoked right now as a fire lit in her eyes. He had to glance around to make sure nothing was burning or melting, knowing with her the capability of burning a whole town down not impossible. "Where’s FP?"

His eyes widened slightly. "He’s at the Wrym. (Y/n) you probably shouldn’t go there..." He stopped talking, his words not mattering anymore as she had already took off in the direction of the bar. The ground was practically set ablaze as he felt the anger and aggressive vibe that screamed from her actions, a warpath she claimed as she asserted herself and wiped the tears off her face. He followed her not knowing what to do with himself anymore either, the need to take care of her and protect her taking over again and forgetting everything that happened between them, the betrayal long forgotten as he jogged to keep up.

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The phone that sat on his bedside stand began to vibrate again. He wasn’t sure why Fangs had such inappropriate timing or why he was calling him multiple times but he wouldn’t know til he’d see him in person later. It can’t be that important considering he hadn’t left a message of any kind, not a single text or voicemail left.

He let out a groan as he reached over and just ultimately shut the phone off, too distracted in the moment to do much else. Josie pulled away from his neck, currently straddling his lap and on top of him in an intimate moment. She ran her fingers through her hair, pushing it behind her. "Pea if it’s important you can take it." He threw the phone towards his couch, giving the girl above him a reassuring grin. "Nah it’s not important. I’ll just ask him later." He pulled her back down to share a kiss which grew heated in seconds.

She continued to assault his neck like she was a few moments ago. He let out another suppressed moan as his grip on her waist tightened. He was getting the distraction he needed, drowning the strange feeling that left him questioning what the problem was. He was granted with the momentarily relief as the girl continued her way down, doing what she wanted with him which didn’t bother him. He felt drunk without having a single drink, almost like a possession or an out of body experience.

He knew he didn’t love the girl he was currently with, seen only as a replacement, something to filll the void that was left behind. After people had walked in and out of his life he needed stability and when he thought he got it, she left him too. So the girl he was with was just a past time, still hurt and emotionally unstable from a recent problem. He knew he didn’t love her, but he let her in anyways, because he ultimately loved something that wasn’t there anymore.

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She could feel the fatigue in her legs from all the activity but she pushed it to the side, storming down the side walk towards her destination. Her feet ached and she was tired, but nothing hurt worse than betrayal. She pushed on til she saw the neon sign come into view which only seemed to spark her aggression even more.

She could hear Fangs a bit behind her, struggling to keep up with her but she had no time to slow down. She had an agenda to clear and a man to face, the man that promised her something that was broken now. Fangs was unsure why she was storming towards the bar full of people who where shocked by her disappearance but nonetheless he continued to follow her.

The sign of the Wrym grew bright, close enough to hear the music playing on the inside. Hit by a wave of familiarity, she realized she remembered this place like she had never left. The last moment she had in the bar and overall the town played in her mind, the last place she was in as she said goodbye to everything she knew without actually getting to say it. It was just FP and her brother who knew of her leaving, Joaquin supportive of his own plan to help he get out of the chaos, not wanting his sister to get tangled in the mess that was Riverdale.

The atmosphere of the bar was the same as she remembered from happier times, this vibrant place that held a happy carefree vibe even with all the snakes in it. She pushed the door to the bar open, almost flying off the hinges as it slammed on the wall behind it.

People turned to look at the commotion, some recognizing others carrying on. Everyone continued on with what they were doing, not seeing anything important or worth paying attention to. Fangs was a second behind her, pushing the door open and scanning for the familiar face. She was currently jogging up the stairs to the office where she assumed FP was, attempting to open the door with no result. It was locked meaning he wasn’t there.

She glanced at the pool tables not seeing him there but seeing Fangs and his confused expression. Then she saw him, standing by the booth with other older Serpents. She ran down the stairs and shook Fangs grip off her arm in his attempt to hold her back. She walked up to him and grabbed the front of his shirt and shoving him back.

"You lied to me! His bloods on your hands now you hear me FP?! How could you?!" She violently shook, on the brink of collapsing and sobbing. The tears she tried to hold back now falling freely as the man stared at the breaking girl in front of him. Truth is he hadn’t known that Joaquin was dead so he did the one thing he knew could possibly calm her.

He grabbed hold of the girl and pushed her towards himself, catching her arms in his grip and pulling her into a tight embrace. She attempted to resist but caved in, just wanting to be held as her hate grew dim. All movement paused in the bar as word was confirmed, Joaquin was dead and now his sister was left alone. It was a law after all, if a Serpent was to die their families would be taken care of, (Y/n) being his only family left.

FP was now crying too but not as bad as she was, quiet tears falling down his face. He knew the boy very well, knowing that the only two things he loved was the gang and his sister, eventually in the end only having his sister. It hurt FP to think that it was possibly his fault that Joaquin was gone, their last meeting over getting his sister out of town and into safety and to make him go undercover in a very dangerous gang leading to him also having to run away. He held the remaining DeSantos in his arms, whispering quiet apologies as she eventually settled, deciding to just cry into his shirt.

FP was the closest thing to a father the twins had. He looked out for the innocent children til they turned into assertive young adults which even then he cared for them. Her sobbing began to dim as his grip on the unstable girl tightens.

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He was making his way towards the bar, dumb satisfied smirk on his face. He was hoping to run into Fangs wanting ask why he was attempting to contact him. Josie had to leave, receiving the typical call from her mom to go back home. The ex mayor still concerned wether or not her daughter made it home before curfew.

In a way he was jealous. He never had a parent to call him in concern to see if he was still alive, the only occasional call from his little sister who he was one year away from being able to get full custody rights for. Josie had a privileged life, complete contrast to his in which he had to work for the things he had. This caused his resentment towards all Northsiders, Josie being no exception.

So when he had begun to fool around with her, the shock on his friends faces were hard to contain. It was surprising how fast he had decided to move on to another companion after the close relationship he had developed with a girl just a few weeks ago. They were endgame or supposedly til she left, causing him to hate her and need someone to put his frustration into.

He almost felt bad for the girl, knowing that he was only using her. Eventually he stopped feeling bad when she soon started to call him first, initiating sometimes, making it easier for him when she began to use him too. He wouldn’t admit that he was still in love with his last, the past too raw but he also had his ego, swearing to never want to see her again.

So imagine his surprise when he walked into the bar, smirk fading as he took in the scene. The silence was almost strangling, that strange feeling of needing to run had returned as he contemplated on wether or not to fulfill this urge. There he saw Fangs, trying to keep composure, a very unusual sight. He then followed his eyes to whatever he was looking at, finding a saddened FP, another unusual sight.

Then his breathing had stopped. It wasn’t every day he ran into his ex, hell he had never had it happen so he wasn’t sure what to do. He took in her appearance, still the same as the last time he saw her before she left town. She had seemed to have been crying, cheeks a soft tint and eyes red, overall seeming tired. He stood at the entrance unable to move as if his feet were cemented to the floor.

He hadn’t even noticed that Fangs was already approaching him til he felt him shove him outside the bar. "What the hell man?! Where the fuck have you been?!" Sweet Pea stumbled back from the force of the impact, almost losing his footing and tripping as he grew confused. "What’s your problem?" His best friend was fuming, face serious and red. "My problem is that when I need you, you’re no where to be seen. Let me fill you in since you’ve been to busy probably fucking around telling by your appearance. One of my best friends is dead and his sister is an emotional wreck. And you were no where to be seen."

Sweet Pea was shocked. All this information was a little too hard to handle all at once. He had betrayed his best friend for not being there and ultimately fucked up by choosing someone he didn’t even care for. Joaquin was dead and now his sister who not to mention is also his ex was back. He needed to sit or drown, either way he didn’t know what to say or do.

"Fangs, man I’m so sorry I.." He was pushed back again, this time surprisingly ready for the impact as he caught his arm in his grip, Fangs easily shaking him off. "No. I don’t wanna hear it. You’re too late. It doesn’t matter. I can’t deal with you right now I can’t even look at you." Fangs stared at his shoes, not wanting to see the dumbfounded expression on his face.

Their moment was interrupted by the sound of shoes on the dirt making their way towards them. Both looked up to see the fragile girl who knew what had just happened, looking at the boys with wide eyes before shaking herself out of her trance. She spoke quietly but quickly, not wanting to be there longer than necessary. "Fangs can we go? I can’t be here anymore."

He nodded his head and made his way to the girl instantly, earning a scoff from Sweet Pea as she grabbed onto his hoodie sleeve. "How typical. You’re running away like usual." Fangs turned ready to lunge if it wasn’t for the small wimper that managed to escape her lips. "You shut up. You don’t know anything." He sarcastically laughed as she moved in front of Fangs acting as a border between the fuming boy begind her. "No but I do know you left me and you must be really good at it seeing you’re leaving again as soon as you come back."

She walked right up to him, the angel face he loved had tears and an angry expression. His heart screamed ‘kiss her kiss her’ but his head didn’t agree, wanting to resolve this conflict within himself. She just stared at him seemingly in conflict as well. "Just so you know you weren’t the only one who didn’t know about my disappearance. Don’t play the victim when my brother, whom might I add is dead now, was just trying to protect me. I don’t need to stand here and justify myself or him but if you don’t know the truth you should keep your mouth shut."

He was taken back by the foreign tone she portrayed, used to her usually bubbly personality this side was new. She turned to walk away but not before he grabbed her wrist. She yanked herself from his grip, glaring towards him with hate that made him want to just die right there. She stormed away not daring to look back.

Fangs glanced towards him one more time with a look of sadness before turning and following her as well. He wasn’t sure what to do with himself. He stood there and looked at the ground, too confused to focus on one thing. Too many thoughts and questions ran for him to get a grip as he ultimately turned back and headed home as well.

[itsjustgeorgia]

Greatfull for being homeless

So for the past month and a half, my significant other and I have been homeless. Not being able to find a steady ground to pick ourselves up and onto our own feet. Recently, we have been forced to live into my car, along with all of our belongings sitting in the back of her truck.

Now. I’m not writing this to revive sympathy, though I doubt anyone will read this. I wanted to write this to put a different perspective on being homeless.

Since becoming homeless and beginning our journey, we have both began to see the world in a whole new light. We have never laughed harder, never cried this hard, or have never been this close to each other.

We have learned that people aren’t who they say they are, people can be kind, and people can be rude. It’s one or the other. Some people will stare as we get our vehicle ready for us to sleep, and some will give us looks of compassion when we are on our way to brush our teeth inside somewhere.

Even though we have no place to rest our bodies properly, or have the means to eat a decent meal, we are still very greatful for our vehicles and what we do have.

We struggle to see the light at the end of the tunnel sometimes. It becomes often dull and sometimes grows bright, though we may not see it for days.

I know when we least expect it, everything will come together, we will drag ourselves up and stand on our own two feet. Through the stares, the rejection, the laughter, the tears, the many places we’ve called or bed, we will find our one true home.