#that happend like two weeks ago but he still here so

[daily-isabeau]

Sharing the Ill looking Isa from when I got 6 hours of sleep over 2 days

[desi2go]

Importance

pairings: dad!Chan x mom!reader

warnings: angst, fluff

summary: Having a child with an idol isn't easy...

author's note: I'm sorry that I couldn't post anything the last two weeks. But here I am with a new one!

Marriage wasn't easy. Especially when your beloved husband was an idol. The Bang Chan, leader of Stray Kids.

Between tours and busy schedules, there was little time for your relationship. But even though it was hard and you missed him like hell when he was gone for a long time, you still didn't regret to come to your best friend Changbin's party years ago. There, you had met him.

Well, he didn't see you and accidentally poured his drink over you. When your eyes met, he was fascinated by your breathtaking beauty. Maybe it was destiny back then. It felt surreal, like he was your soulmate. The missing piece in in your heart and life.

Apologetic, he bought you a drink and after a wonderful night together, asked for your number.

Soon, he took you out on a date and there followed a second and a third, becoming a huge part in your life.

Without noticing, time passed and Chan proposed to you.

You immediately said yes and became Mrs. Bang.

The second you were married, your family asked when you both would begin to try for a baby but Chan and you wanted to wait some time before thinking about an addition to your family.

You still were young and Stray kids took much time and you understood that. Your job was also one of your top priorities and wanted to earn more money.

But it seemed that the universe had other plans with you two. Seven months after the wedding you started feeling sick. At first you brushed it off and thought that it is just a stomach bug or the stress due to work.

As the lovely but overly concerned husband that he is, Chan took you too a doctor to get a check up. Even though you found it a little bit overdramatic, he still insisted and the reason why you felt nauseous was soon found. You were indeed pregnant and already two months into pregnancy.

Sure, it wasn't planned but you and Chan felt excited to have a small addition to the family. And sooner or later it would have happend anyways.

Chan promised that when the pregnancy was farther along, he would take some time off and help you. You agreed to that and decided to work some more months too before you need to go into maternity leave.

The months passed fast and soon, you welcomed your newest family member. A girl. A sweet girl with already some black locks on her head and the same brown eyes that you fell in love with.

Chan was over the moon. Even though during labour, he was terrified. Would he be a good dad? But all these thoughts washed away when he saw the beautiful angel you both had created with your undying love.

He was the first one to hold her as her crying filled the room. Exhausted, you observed the picture in front of you. Your husband with his precious daughter that already looked like a smaller copy of him.

He was told to undress his shirt and to lay the little bundle of joy against his bare chest to help her breath and keeping her warmth while the doctor checked on you because you had lost a lot of blood during birth.

The first weeks were exhausting. Your little girl, Nari, held both of you awake most of the night. Yourself needed to heal and time to recover from the labor, so you relied mostly on your husband who took such good care for his girl. Fortunately, he got some weeks off to settle into parenthood before going back to the boys even though they nearly saw each other every day.

Since you got home from the hospital, four days after birth, they visited you to meet their 'little sister' as they called Nari. Oh lord, they were so smitten. The only one that seems not so sure about that little human was Seungmin but when he thought that nobody would watch, you catched him drawing circles over Nari's hands, smiling when she wrapped her hand around one of his fingers.

When Chan went back, the house was suddenly so empty. After weeks of being together 24/7, the sudden quiet was unfamiliar. In the mornings, Chan was already out, you loved to lay on the couch, your daughter on your chest, snuggling close to you while sleeping.

When Chan came back home in the evening, he greeted you with a kiss and immediately ran off to his daughter to tell her about his day even though she was already sleeping. You loved to observe him while cooking. You loved this little family. It was something that you ever wanted.

You really loved Nari. But after the pregnancy and early motherhood, you needed some space for yourself. You would love to spend an evening with your girls. Just making yourself look pretty and have fun without watching over a child.

Especially since you almost never leave the house except for some stroller walks and buying errands.

You asked your husband if he comes home some hours earlier so that you could enjoy your night. Immediately, he agreed and you were so grateful that he understood you.

On that day, you took your time with getting ready while your daughter slept. You hoped that Chan would be home soon so that you would be on time since you hated being late.

Minutes passed as you sat on the couch waiting for him. Minutes turned into half an hour and you wrote your girls that you would run a little late today. They were understanding.

More minutes passed and you waited already for a whole hour. You tried to call him since he was always so focused on his work so that he sometimes forgets the time.

He didn't pick up and you were already half an hour late. Your girls were already seated in your restaurant, waiting for you to show up so that they could start ordering food.

Sighing, you texted then that you couldn't make it and they shouldn't wait up on you. Frustrated, you cleared your face from the make up that was hours worth of work.

You took off the new dress that you had bought. You were so excited to wear it because it made you feel so pretty again after the pregnancy made you look bloated and your belly was still not the same then before.

You didn't know if you felt rage, sadness or disappointment that you needed to stay home because of your husband.

It wouldn't be so bad if it was the first time after he got back to work. He used to come back at a normal time to have some time with you and the baby. But as the weeks passed, he stayed later and got up earlier so that you saw him just for some minutes per day.

It was like you were all on your own here in your home. You knew from the beginning that Stray kids was really important to him but after entering parenthood you had hoped that he wouldn't stay till past midnight in the company.

You heard the key unlocking the front door and your husband finally decided to come home after he had promised you that he would be here three hours ago. He greeted you with a small peck on the forehead as you waited for him in the living room.

He looked so calm while dropping his bag to the ground and sitting down on the couch.

"Why are you standing there honey?" He asked. You crossed your arms. He didn't even remembered that this was supposed to be your night out.

"Why are you so late?" You tried to remain calm since your daughter slept in the neighbouring room.

"I was working on the newest song for stray kids" he explained.

"Oh really? Because you said you would be here hours ago" you didn't want to pick a fight. You hated fighting with him. It made your heart clench but this night was important to you.

"I'm sorry honey. But I needed to get it done"

"Well, I had plans for the night, Chan."

"Really? I'm sorry honey. I forgot and this song was important"

"The song was important? My reservation with the girls was important to me" you said and couldn't hold the calm tone that you wanted.

"I already said I'm sorry, Y/n. I got caught up in work" He grew annoyed.

"Like always. You're always so late that I wonder if you even remember that you have a family at home" You knew you were mean and unfair but all these things were twirling around your head for days.

"Of course I remember! I'm sorry that I make money for us" he exclaimed sarcastically. His voice loud, nearly shouting.

These words hurt you. He knew damn well that you aren't dependent on his money and that you make good money as well. Even though you currently took a maternity leave.

"Fuck you, Chan. You aren't the only one working. I was asking you for just one thing. Just being home a little earlier so that I could have some time for myself." You said loudly, your voice cracking in the middle as some tears stung in your eyes.

"Y/n. I-" he tried but you stopped him.

"Nari is your child too. Currently, I'm the only one she sees whether it's in the morning or in the evening. And I'm tired. Tired of being the only one raising her."

You heard cries from the other room. You must have woken up your sleeping daughter. Sighing, you excited the room and headed to Nari without waiting for an answer.

Chan knew that he went too far and that he was more away than home. And it pained him to not spend so much time with his daughter. Slowly he followed you to your daughter's room.

It was dimly lit and you sat in the rocking chair next to her crib with Nari in your arms, rocking her. He hated seeing her in distress and guilt crept up. He was a terrible father and an even more terrible husband.

You felt Chan's hot gaze on you. You knew that the guilt ate him alive right now. He couldn't fool you. Therefore you knew him too well.

After placing Nari back into her crib, giving her a light kiss on her soft skin that smelled so sweet like a baby. Your baby.

Then, you took Chan's hand and lead you outside to the kitchen, farther away from your daughter.

He just followed you, deep in thoughts.

"Y/n, I'm so sorry. I should have come early. And I know that parenting a child alone is difficult. I didn't want to lash out on you like that. I know that the meeting with your friends was important to you" he said and caressed your hand.

"I'm sorry too. It's obvious that you try to be around Nari as long and often as you can."

"No, you were right. I need to be here more. Especially with you both. I shouldn't let work take over so much" he said and pulled you into his arms.

His arms circled around your waist while yours travelled upwards into his fluffy locks. Exhausted he let his head fall on your shoulder, all the tension leaving his body.

"I love you Chan" you whispered.

"I love you too. You and Nari are the most important things in my life"

[whatdoeseverybodywant]

Rebuild & Restore - Chapter 1

Here it is, the sequel to All Falls Down

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SIX MONTHS AGO

Kiyana closed her eyes and let out a deep breath. “I can’t do this anymore Josh. I can’t even go out with some friends without you accusing me of sleeping around.”

“Whatchu’ want me to think Kiyana? Look at how you about to leave this house.” Kiyana rolled her eyes. She had worked so damn hard to get her body back to the way it was before she had her boys. She was going to show it off every chance she got. 

“You never had a problem with how I dressed before!” She responded, raising her voice. 

“That was before you decided that your body no longer belonged to me!” Kiyana narrowed her eyes and stomped towards him. 

“You have no fucking right. You decided to sleep with that bitch first and when i give you a taste of your own medicine you can’t fucking handle it. You been hounding me since I agreed that we can try to make things work. Why are you so damn paranoid Joshua?  I’m here, I’m still here with you after everything you did to me. Get the fuck over what happend with me and Joe and let’s move the fuck on like we agreed.” Josh turned his face up at her before sucking his teeth and stomping up the stairs, slamming the door to their room. 

PRESENT DAY

Kiyana had never seen Josh look so defeated as he sat at the other end of the table with his lawyer. He had his hand folded together and would not look up from the table. He hadn’t even spoken since he walked into the room, only giving his lawyer a head nod or shake when asked a question. 

It She had tried so damn hard to move forward with her marriage with Josh, but they were always walking on eggshells around each other. It wasn’t like before when they were two people who fell in love in highschool and thought they would be together forever. It was different. For Kiyana, it was like waking up next to a stranger everyday for six months. He was still Josh, he just wasn’t her Josh. He wasn’t the same Josh she fell in love with in highschool. His affair tarnished her image of him and she couldn’t pretend anymore. 

“She can keep it.” She heard Josh talk and she blinked, focussing her attention back to Josh and his lawyer. “She can keep the car and the house, she can keep everything.. All I want is to see my kids when I’m off the road.” Kiyana and her lawyer shared a look before she nodded her head in agreement with what Josh wanted. 

“Ok, what about spousal support?” 

“I don’t need it.” Kiyana said and for the first time in weeks Josh actually looked at her. “I called in a couple of favors and I'll be starting back at my old job on Monday.” 

“Kiyana, take the damn support.” 

“No.” She said firmly, crossing her arms over her chest. “I don’t need it, Joshua. I can support myself. I don’t want anything from you.” 

“Wow.” Josh scoffed, staring Kiyana down. “That’s really how you feel? After twenty-three years -” 

“Fuck them twenty-three years.” She scoffed, with a roll of her eyes. “You had an affair for four months! Them twenty three years mean shit now.” She held out her hand to her lawyer and he placed the pen in her hand. “Where do I sign?” 

Kiyana let out a sigh as she pulled into the driveway to Trinity and Jon’s house. The last thing she wanted to do was be at a birthday party with her ex-family. She and Josh had only been officially divorced for about 4 hours. 

She already had it in her mind that she was only going to drop the boys off, she was not staying at this party. She forced a smile on her face as she and her boys walked into the backyard of Trinity and Jon’s house. The smile faltered a bit as the backyard went quiet with all of Josh’s family members staring at her. 

Clearing her throat, she held her head up high as she walked over to where Kamari had run over too. 

“Hi.” She said to Josh handing him Kairo who was already trying to jump out her arms to get to his dad. Josh said nothing to her as he took Kairo and Kiyana resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She bent down and placed a kiss on Kaiden’s and then Kamari’s forehead. “Daddy will drop you guys off at home ok.” She said to them, cutting her eyes to Josh who nodded his head in agreement. 

“You’re not staying?” Kaiden asked, grabbing her hand with a pout on his face and Kiyana almost folded.. almost. 

“No bubba.” Kiyana said softly. “Don’t you wanna spend time with daddy and your cousins?”  She pointed over to where Kamari had run off to with their cousins, playing in the bouncy house and Kaiden nodded but still didn’t let go of her hand. 

Josh handed Kairo over to his sister and bent down so he was eye level with Kaiden. “It’s okay Kai. You gon see mommy later okay.” Kaiden nodded and gave his mommy a kiss on the cheek before running over to where his cousins were playing. 

“Okay you can go now.” Kiyana let out a sigh then chuckled. She knew it was coming. “Nobody wants you here after what you did to my brother.” Kiyana rose back to her full height and turned around to face Josh’s sister Melvania. She smirked as she took in the look on Mel’s face. Melvania never liked Kiyana over some petty cheerleader bullshit that happened back in high school. 

“Never said I was staying ,Mel.” Kiyana rolled her eyes. She nodded her head at Josh as went to walk out of the backyard. 

“ Good riddance whore.” Kiyana her Melvania whisper and giggle with one of their cousins. Tired of the disrespect, Kiyana turned around to face them. 

“I don’t see how I'm the bad guy in this situation. I had my little fling after your brother had his affair for four months and I still stayed with his ass trying to fix our marriage.” Mel scoffed and shrugged her shoulders. 

“You still cheated on my brother.” Kiyana had to laugh. Because Mel always made excuses for Josh’s and Jon’s behavior. In Mel’s eyes her brothers could do no wrong. 

“After he cheated on me and told the bitch he was planning on divorcing me first!.” Kiyana wanted to smirk at the shocked look on Melvania’s face at the information she just learned. 

“Come on Yana. Let me walk you to your car.” Jon had come over to put out the fire between Kiyana and his sister after seeing his twin stand there and watch the whole thing. 

Kiyana glared at Josh before storming off from the party. “I’m sorry If i ruined the vibe for Jayla’s party. I know alot of your family doesn’t want me around.” Jon only nodded and watched as she got into her car. He felt bad for Kiyana. Most of her second family had turned their back on her because Josh wasn’t telling the whole truth. 

“Listen, you know me and Trin always got your back right.” When Kiyana nodded, Jon continued. “I just don’t think it's a good time to be around right now. Just for the time being.” Kiyana felt her heart drop into her stomach. 

“Wow. You know what..” Kiyana couldn’t even get the words out. Jon had basically just told her to stay away from his family. 

“Kiyana, I’m just saying -” 

“I understand what you’re saying Jonathan.” She said as the tears started coming down her face. “Message received loud and clear.” 

SOOO... first chapter of the sequel... y'all feeling it or nah?

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[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

Now we were finally at N.’s Mom's. I couldn't wait to see, what a surprise N. got for me? He told me a bit about it 2 weeks ago, when we were visiting his Mom at her new place. Anyway, today I’ll find out what N. has planned for me.

As we came into the house his Mom was totally surprised, that we showed up there today.

N.'s Mom: Hey guys! What-... are you doing here? 😧

Nico: I wanna show her what you and I..... prepared for her.

N.'s Mom: But it's not finneshed yet N.! I told you I’d call you as soon as I was done.

Nico: Chill, Ma! I almost finished it the other day . So, it's ok! She's gonna love it.

N's Mom: All right. I hope you like it A.!..... I’m really looking forward to the Baby. And you and N. are always welcome here.

Me: I think I know what you two... got for me. I can't wait to see it. 🤩 Um...yea, thank you for everything.

N.'s Mom: I just wish it was all done. But I promise you, in a week or so, it will look nice here.🙂

Me: It's all fine. I know you have a lot to do rn.

N.'s Mom: Yk, the move was not planned, otherwise your surprise would have been ready in time, for your birthday 2 weeks ago. This mess here, was a... surprise to me too. But it just had to be. 🤷‍♀️😕 Anyway, now go up and see what Nico got for you. 🫠

I knew it! This is exactly what I was hoping for! Now we have almost everything our Baby will need. Even though..... we’ll be homeless in a few weeks. 😬

Me: Wow, N., that's-...so cute and.... beautiful! 😍 W-when and how did you do that? 😳

Nico: How?.... Well, I put the cot together. I bought all this stuff when you were in the hospital. That one day, your Mom came to us. Actually, I wanted to show it to you long ago, but then Ma moved and... I didn’t know where we’d live with our Baby? That’s why I brought you here last week. I wanted to see, if you like this place?.. It’s not far away from your family. Ma offered to live here with you until our own apartment is finished. She chose the crib. I wasn't really sure, yk? All this baby stuff kind of.... overwhelmed me. But the stroller babe, was my choice!

Me: Yeah, I see it’s green, your fav color. Thank you N.! You did a great job.... Really, I didn’t think you could.... do this. 😳🥰

Me: You're amazing! You’re gonna be a great Dad. I'm so happy having a Baby with you. Honestly! ILY, sm..... And I’m so sorry about what I did with D., for deceiving you. 😞

Nico: Nothing happend, that's all that matters. Besides, I wasn’t any better. But anyway, don’t want to talk about it anymore.... So, what you think? Are we moving here for a few months?

Me: I promised you, I’d do whatever you wanted, but I wanna talk to your Mom first. I need to hear it from her, that this is okay for her & her partner.

Nico: She and your Mother talked about it. We’ll be at your parents house a lot, too, but-.... me & your Dad under the same roof??.. Idk if I’m gonna get along with him? That’s why we better move in here for now. Ok? 😬

Me: I can’t live without you. I can’t do this without your help anyway. As long as you’re by my side. 🥰

Nico: I’ll do anything for you, babe.... And our boy.

I couldn’t believe what he’s done for us & our Baby. It was so cute, but I wasn’t 100% sure, if I would be able to live here? Tbh I didn’t really have a choice anyway. However, I was looking forward to our new apartment and was so happy with him. Nevertheless, let’s see what his Mom and her spouse will say to me/us. I mean, they agreed and were happy, that Nico and I were moving in. Still, I had to talk to them about it first.

Previous/Next

[pinkchangelingdemon]

Dealing with demons in a basement isn't is the best idea

This is the story of sweet naive Mark and his friend Michael.

A mortal month ago, Michael was helping his friend Mark store the christmas decorations in the basement of the buidling where Mark lived with his mother, and they "accidentally" summoned a demon. At first they thought he was the hot dude Mark's mother pays rent every month, I mean, I looked exactly like an exact naked copy of that stud but my eyes gave me away. You know, when I'm weak, even if I shapeshift, they are still red and glow.

You should have seen their faces! they couldn't keep their eyes away from the snake hanging between my legs. They were almost hipnotized by it. So when I offered them to make a deal, to give them the ability to possess hot dudes like me... while of course teasing them stroking that enormous dick... the fools said yes without hesitation.

After that, I dramatically vanished laughing while turning into a red mist.

If it wasn't for both of them being there with me, they would have thought they went crazy.

Back at Mark's house... of course I followed them inside that horrible building... well, they were still processing what just happended when they heard a knock in the door. Mark was the one to open it.

It was a plumber, sent by my lovely friend, the landlord.

He was a young and fit plumber, maybe my friend had a "personal interview" with him before sending him to that floor. Hehe

What? I am a lust demon what do you expect?

Ugh your are the worst! The point is while Mark was with the plumber, Michael was alone, falling asleep after carrying so many boxes. So a few whispers in his ear on how to use his new power and... the plumber started coughing.

Mark was about to call for help, but before he could do it, the plumber started to undress in front of him.

"what the fuck!?""It worked, Mark","M...Michael?" "Oh fuck his dick is HUGE!"

No more words were needed. The three of them made their way inside the house, were a innocent plumber helped two twenty years old nerds loose their virgnity betweed moans. Well, yeah, of course the plumber enjoyed it! After all, it was his dick the one used to make that horny nerd scream! But he also loose something that day, money! hahaha!

But here's the thing...after the first round, Mark suggested if he could top the plumber straight ass. Michael said no.

Other idea popped his mind, maybe let Mark borrow the body for a while. Same answer, no.

They both got annoyed, argued until Michael left still inside the plumbers body.

They fighted and fighted and fighted. He used to be a shy kind guy, but after possessing the plumber he was mad with lust. My bad, I guess.

Every time Mark said he was going to possess someone, Michael possessed them first and made Mark his bitch.

No, he wasn't into it and got tired. So after one loud discussion inside the bodies of two gym hunks, they split up.

...

Last week, to Mark's surprise Michael called him. But when he answered instead of his effeminate voice, on the other side was a masculine voice and he was crying.

After helping him calm down, he explained everything to Mark.

I saw it, he was reckless. He was trying to possess one of the guys from a basketball team during their practice but the coach saw him coughing. He wasted no time and kissed him trying to do the Heimlich maneuver, but when he felt the coach lips, they lost consciouness.

After that he was stuck as Mr. Grayson, the coach... What? There hasn't been a situation like that in three mortal centuries!

Even with his meaty and strong body, Michael couldn't pretend. Yeah, he was consumed by lust... but living other mortal's life was too much for the dumbass. He couldn't even look at his wife!so he moved to one of the apartments in that cursed building where his friend lived. Yeah, where I was trapped by that bitch!

Everything was going according to my plan.

He had no money, so I convinced my friend, the landlord, to find another way for the coach ro "pay him"...

Of course they fucked, stupid! The whole building heard the moans every time the landlord's cock penetrated the virgin ass of the coach. I even took control of my friend to feel it first hand, and made that horny bitch scream.

After that, Michael instead of becoming one of my lust servants, he became a bitter prick. After all he lost his ability to possess other people, while his friend was having the time of his life.

Envy demons, right?

He quit his job as coach and the gym, after all he didn't know how to do shit. So his days consisted on eating, watching TV, masturbating and being bossy with his fool friend Mark.

"Bring me beer, bring me pizza, fix the wifi..." oh, Mark was furious. He even attracted a rage demon!

It only took a week. Michael was drunk and threw a bottle at Mark's face. Luckily I turned him intangible.

He was furious. He charged against the burly body of the coach, ignoring he was still intangible.

You already know the result, uh?

After coughing for a whole minute he was in control of coach Grayson and Michael too.

Before he could have second thoughts the doorbell rang.

It was my horny landlord ready for the payment of the second week, masturbating in front of him. Ah, I picked him well.

"Ready for round two" he said before entering the apartment, where again he fucked without mercy the coach now controlled by sweet naive Mark. With every penetration, Mark, Michael and coach Grayson moaned.

They didn't last long against my good servant. While a torrent of cum was liberated from their shared dick. I made sure to seal these two fools inside the body of their coach.

Clever, right?

Now every time they fuck, every time they moan, every time Mark have a horny thought, their three souls combined feed me their lust.

So... Who's paying this round?

.........................................................

Check out how the landlord was possessed by one of his tenants! Here:

[alarrytale]

I´m still holding my breath and hope I´m wrong but after I saw that another video from festival of OD and H, my hope that she won´t be a new stunt is slowly fading. Because no matter that they friendzoned her in tabloids, that video looks like a stunt´s soft launch to me and now just waiting the the oopsie fans sighting of them on the streets of London to drop within a week or two. Not like it´s something we can do about it but honestly I´m feeling really tired of all of this, his fake image, the fact that he can´t be stunt free for at leat an year, the fact that few months ago TR was the endgame and 3 months after bua H is spotted with another woman exactly the same way as he was spotted with TR first time (no way we could recognized her but they made us sure it was her and nobody else), making his efford to "support" her (with TR he went to see her play like 3 times and now with OD he attended festival where she was playing and later stood next to her in a tend watching Sam Smith). And if she´s really his new stunt, what happend to her long term bf? She suddenly dumped him just to be with H? I mean, it doesn´t bring good light at her at all, does it?

Also you know what? Maybe it´s just me conspiracing and looking too deep into things but remember that photo of H with his "the more I know men" tshirt? He also had a cap with sign "Don´t worry, be happy". Do you think he might be signalling us? Like telling us "yeah, new stunt is coming, but here´s my gay tshirt and don´t worry cap because it´s just another stunt"

Hi, anon!

I'm tired too. So stunt fatigued. I don't think her real bf matters in this. They keep him out of this narrative, like they do with Louis who is Harry's partner. Plenty of H's beards/PR relationships have had a real boyfriends while they were stunting with Harry. So bfs never really matter.

Maybe H is signalling and maybe he's not. The stunt jacket is sign enough. Pretending that everything will be alright, when they're doing it for the 89th time? I don't care for it if that's the case. I'd rather he'd stop doing it at all.

[frangipanilove]

Fighting Fire With Fire Part Three:

Pharmakon And The LK8-4167 Licence Plate

(read parts one and two here)

This really has been the season of licence plates for me. I’ve written about the resurrection symbolism around the XH6-S781 and the LC6M187 licence plates. Today I want to expand on the licence plate LK8-4167 that we first saw in 5x10 WHAWGO. A brilliant Bethyler back in the ancient times of Early Team Delusional discovered that it could potentially refer to the Bible verse Luke 8, which happend to tell a story of resurrection (If anyone remembers the name of the person who discovered this, let me know so I can give them proper credit).

Then, when 6x10 A New World rolled around, we saw the same licence plate again, which I wrote about in this post from a few weeks ago.

There’s actually a third car with this particular license plate. It appears in 6x6 Always Accountable, and the scene and episode in which it appears is full of resurrection symbolism. Let’s dive in!

I first wrote about the LK8-4167 license plate in this post from 2020. It’s old and somewhat dated, but it’s also fairly thorough, check it out for the basics of the three/tree/trunk symbolism.

The licence plate first came on to TD’s radar after 5x9 WHAWGO. Obviously, 5x9 was the first episode after Beth had been shot at Grady, and it was also the last episode Beth appeared in, as she appeared in Tyreese’s fever dream before he died.

WHAWGO was an episode where the audience needed to pay attention. One can argue that TPTB intentionally tried to trick the audience from the get-go, for starters, it opened with someone digging a grave. Everyone assumed it was Beth’s grave, as her “death” had been the last thing we saw in the episode prior. Then came the plot twist, when it turned out to be Tyreese’s grave. We still don’t know if/where/when/how Beth was buried, we learned from Talking Dead that 17 days had passed between 5x8 Coda and 5x9 WHAWGO, but we know nothing of what transpired in those days.

The lack of a funeral for Beth, and an outright fake “trick” funeral intended to lure us into believing she had been buried has emerged as one of the most pressing unanswered questions for Team Delusional. Was she buried? If so, where? When? And if not, why?

Glenn explained the rules back in season one: "We bury the ones we love, and burn the rest". Through the years we've seen an enormous focus on getting people, and at times animals like goats and sometimes even baseball bats, a proper burial.

But not Beth. Why not? TD has questions.

As the group struggled to save Tyreese in WHAWGO, we could hear Beth’s voice singing Struggling Man in the backround. We watch them reach the cluster of cars where they were parked, and we see this female walker in a car. Interstingly, we see this scene paralleled in 6X6 Always Accountable, where a walker was trapped in a car in a similar way:

And while we hear Beth/Emily singing Struggling Man in the background, we see Rick deliver this line, which is a callback to when Beth sang the Tom Waits classic "Hold On" at the prison back in season 3:

There’s something strange about how they all reacted with fear and horror to the cluster of cars, it's as though something had happened that inflicted some kind of shared trauma associated with walkers in cars on them.

We also saw that in the next episode 5x10 Them, where they came across a different cluster of cars along the road, and reacted as though it was the most frightful sight ever. It was in one of these cars Maggie found the blond, tied up walker, a walker that has been confirmed to be meant as a reference to Beth, in a scene that seemed to haunt Maggie to an almost unreasonable degree.

It doesn't quite add up. They were all seasoned survivers at this point, they had all seen, and neutralized, countless walkers. What was it about the walkers trapped in cars from WHAWGO and Them that stood out to them as particularly terrifying and traumatizing?

This could be a reference to another cornerstone TD belief. Had Beth been left in a car during a walker attack directly after the events of 5x8 Coda? Is that why she was so heavily surreounded by trunk symbolism? Was it foreshadowing?

And as they desperately tried to get their car unstuck from the mud, we saw the red vehicle with the LK8-4167 license plate.

When we seek out the corresponding verse in the Bible, we find a story about healing a girl and a resurrection. We’ve heard Beth’s voice singing Struggling Man up until this very moment.

"She is not dead but asleep".

However you might feel about it, it's hard to deny that the licence plate could refer to resurrection. And it's difficult to argue it was about Tyreese. We saw Tyreese get stabbed through the brain to prevent him from reanimating. And we saw him get buried. The symbolism was not about him.

It is much more likely that it was about the girl whose voice we heard in the background the whole time, the girl we never saw put down or buried, the girl who was also last seen in 5x9 WHAWGO. It’s more likely that it was about the girl who's been surrounded by all kinds of resurrection symbolism, and who's been closely paralleled with Rick, someone who now has died and resurrected twice.

The fact that there were human torsos (or simply "trunks") stored in the car is three/tree/trunk symbolism, which I’ve talked about elsewhere (such as here and here), and I won’t discuss that in this post.

But let's now return to the licence plate we saw in 6x6 Always Accountable. It's an interesting episode for many reasons, and it's also an episode in which we learn more on how TWDU uses the concept of "fighting fire with fire".

As Daryl, Sasha and Abraham finish operation Lead The Walkers Away, and are about to return home to Alexandria, they are suddenly attacked. As they speed up to outrun the gunfire, the become separated from each other. And it is during this car chase we see the third LK8-4167 licence plate:

Daryl takes a tumble right next to a Jeep Cherokee. I went into great detail on the resurrection symbolism around that, and how Jeep Cherokees and Cherokee Roses are synonymous, here.

He falls off his bike, injures his elbow but quickly gets back up on the horse. I'm not going to overstate the symbolism of that small detail, but it does constitute a representation of falling down (death) and getting back up (resurrection). On it's own it's merely a fun fact, rather than some super compelling evidence of resurrection symbolism, however it does fall in line with everything else we see, so I'll allow it. Let's agree it indicates resurrection symbolism at the very least. And it happened directly after we had seen the LK8-4167 license plate, that we now know represent resurrection.

Also, we did see a Jeep Cherokee at the end of 5x8 Coda, as Daryl carried Beth's seemingly lifeless body out of Grady Memorial, it's in the bottom left corner in this pic:

Keep the Jeep Cherokee in mind, because we'll return to it shortly.

Every Bethyler watching instantly knew that 6x6 Always Accoutable would be a treasure trove of Bethyl-coded symbolism the minute we saw this shot from after Daryl’s bike broke down:

He immediately tries to establish contact with Sasha and Abraham, but they’re out of radio reach. When they don’t respond he goes out in search of them.

He soon gets into trouble when Dwight, Sherry and Tina finds him and mistakes him for one of Negan’s Saviors. They tie him up and take him through a burnt forest that used to be their home, before it was overrun with walkers.

This is a good time to once again reflect on the meaning of pharmakon, a poison and a cure. Fighting fire with fire.

As they walk through the burnt forest, we get subtle clues pertaining to the fire symbolism through the dialogue:

Dwight and Sherry explains how they flooded the area with fuel, lit up a matchbook from the Sweetwater Beer Company, then the walkers "just walked right into the flames”.

Notice how Dwight and Sherry here reveal something crucial about how the wildfire virus affects the walkers? Walkers, meaning wandering undead corpses having succumbed to the wildfire virus, are hardwired to walk right into fire!

They are drawn to flames! This is quite iterally fighting wildfire with fire.

Then, it’s also important to note that the reference to "the Sweetwater" is a reference to the beer bottle in which Daryl placed a Cherokee Rose and gave to Carol in 2x4 Cherokee rose. Sweetwater is a brand of beer. The beer bottle he used was one from Sweetwater. And as I’ve explained here, ethanol/beer is the key to the cure, the antidote, the pharmakon.

And as we remember from season 3, Daryl placed a Cherokee Rose on Carol's empty grave, marking it as a scene for a future "resurrection", symbolism which was fulfilled when she was found alive in the tombs of the prison a few episodes later.

Daryl is eventually able to break free from Dwight and Sherry, and as he escapes into the woods, we see a walker with a Cherokee Rose on its back:

Again, this is the first Cherokee Rose we've seen since season 3, it's quite a significant moment, symbolism wise, because it's all about resurrection.

Then we turn our attention to Abraham and Sasha. They eventually end up near the same Jeep Cherokee, where they have a conversation about being left behind and having someone return for them. Again, TD has discussed these themes for years in relation to Beth and those 17 days post-Coda.

Many of us believe Beth was left behind in Atlanta, for reasons we don’t yet know. It’s significant that Abe and Sasha talk about these themes about being left behind and someone coming back next to the Jeep Cherokee.

This plays into the widely held TD belief that whatever it was that happened after Coda, it somehow involved getting overwhelmed by walkers, then placing Beth in the trunk of a car (foreshadowed in Still and Them), with every intention of returning to her, but then for some reason being prevented from doing so. And when they eventually did, perhaps she was "just gone".

Back to Daryl for a minute. Being who he is, he tries to make allies and friends out of Dwight and Sherry. This backfires on him as they betray him and steal his bike and his crossbow.

But Daryl is resourceful, and manages to find a truck full of fuel hidden under some greenery:

Please note the licence plate, PATTY002, on a truck labeled 002. I've discussed these numbers in countless other posts, so I won't elaborate on it here. However, it needs to be mentioned, because the symbolism around the 22/Morningstar/Lightbringer comes into play in a big way.

I'll just briefly mention that we could easily draw on the "one one" of Noah's t-shirt, we could interpret the 2 as in roman numerals II, which could also be read as the number 11, which again could be a reference to TWD 10x11 Morningstar.

We could also interpret the two 2's as the number 22, which I've written extencively about. Again it is a Morningstar reference, and it highlights the duality that we see around "pharmakon", in that both Christ and the Devil has been referred to as the Morningstar. Lucifer Morningstar. Lucifer means Lightbringer. The Devil and Christ. A poison and a cure. Fighting fire with fire.

Obviously, Sirius and Venus are both morning stars, in that they appear in the morning (and for the record, Venus is a planet, but was initially percieved to be two wandering stars, one that appeared at evening time and one that appeared in the morning)

And all of that suddenly comes into play, when Abraham finds a yellow Humvee with some serious rocket launchers, or should I say “light-bringers”, included.

And it's a good thing he did, because in 6x8 No Way Out, on their way home to Alexandria Safe Zone, they run into this group of unsavory characters; Negan's Saviors.

The Saviors demonstrate an atrocious lack of manners, and Daryl eventually teaches them a lesson, using one of Abraham's rocket launchers.

The symbolism here is interesting. The rocket launchers came from a yellow Humvee, something which brings our minds to the other yellow vehickles that's encompassed by the "yellow" symbolism. I wrote about it here.

And Daryl reached for one from the back of the 002 Patty002 fuel truck, which could be interpreted as part of the "one one" Morningstar symbolism, as well as the 22 Morningstar/Lightbringer symbolism.

But we learn more about how it relates to the pharmakon/fighting fire with fire symbolism once they reach Alexandria:

Alexandria Safe Zone, now completely overrun by a massive walker horde, is losing the battle against death. The undead outnumber and outcompete the living.

But Daryl has learned something from his encounter with Dwight and Sherry. He now knows that the walkers are drawn to flames, that the wildfire virus is attracted to fire. He arranges for the fuel to be poured into the lake, and then fires a rocket into it. The lake blows up in an inferno of flames, and as anticipated, the walkers walk right into the fire. Fire destructs the wildfire virus. Fighting fire with fire.

And above all, it’s very poignant Lightbringer/Morningstar symbolism. Daryl’s rocket launcher literally lights up the place.

The LK8-4167 licence plate is about resurrection. And resurrection in TWDU is associated with fire. We've seen that through the Sirius symbolism throughout the seasons. The Sirius symbolism revolves around Sirius The Dog Star, which returns to the sky one morning right before dawn, after having been gone for some time. Beth became inextricably linked with the Sirius symbolism after 4x13 Alone. The word "Sirius" comes from Greek "Seirios" and means "glowing, scorching.

Sirius The Dog Star returns one morning right before dawn... or shall we say sunrise?

An interesting detail is that while Daryl is out in the burnt forest with Dwight and Sherry, Sasha and Abraham seek temporary refuge inside the offices of a car insurance company called Sunrise Auto Insurance.

Remember Operation Cobalt, which included the decision to try to contain the spread of the wildfire virus by dropping napalm bombs on metropolitan areas all over the North American continent, likely killing hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of civilians. An alternative name for Operation Cobalt was the Sunset Protocol:

If "sunset" represents the end of humanity due to the wildfire virus itself, in addition to the use of napalm on civilians, through Operation Cobalt and the sunset protocols... could "sunrise" represent the opposite? A cure or an antidote. Pharmakon?

Both "sunrise" and "sunset" describes actions of the sun, which is a literal burning ball of gas. Fighting fire with fire.

And of course, there's this scene, in which we saw a "resurrection" of sorts, when the music box "came back to life" during a beautiful sunset after a particularly stormy night:

Sunrise heralds resurrection. Literally and metaphorically speaking.

Finally, a few words on things to potentially be exited about going foreward. In the TWD World Beyond coda, it was more than implied that the origin of the wildfire virus came out of a French lab. The grafitti on the wall translates to "the dead were born here".

We now also know that the French created variant walkers, specifically designed to function as weapons. In TWDDD 1x12 L'ame Perdue, we saw Daryl cross paths with one of these variants called les brûlant, burners, due to their blood that burn like acid when it comes into contact with human skin.

We saw Daryl suffer a bad burn, and we saw how he was later treated with cauterization, a technique that involves burning the affected area with a red hot iron. The "cure" hides in plain sight; fighting fire with fire.

Isabel explains that cauterization is they best way to prevent burns from les brûlant from spreading. It's a small scene, but it is one of the first things we learn about how the virus has affected France, and more importantly, it is confirmation that the symbolism is the same across TWDU: fighting fire with fire. A burn from a burner/brûlant is healed with cauterization, fire... Again, we see fire as pharmakon, a poison and a cure.

@bookqueenrules recently made me aware of a yellow car that's been involved in filming of what appears to be large parts of season 2. I wonder if it could possibly be a Jeep Wrangler. That would be an interesting reference to the symbolism around Carol's Jeep Cherokee from season 1, and it ties in nicely with all the other yellow vehicles we've come across that has serious resurrection undertones to them.

Having said that, I'm no car expert, and it could easily be something else entirely, time will tell. But it is yellow, that's for sure, and therefore it's part of the yellow vehicle symbolism, Jeep or not.

(ETA: I think it might be a Land Rover, now that I’m looking at it. But like I said, I’m not an expert, it could be anything really)

These symbols, the fire symbolism, the yellow symbolism and the Jeep Cherokee/Cherokee Rose symbolism, they intersect in really powerful ways, and I'm super exited to see how this all continues in TWDDD season 2, The Book Of Carol. And the concept of pharmakon, a poison and a cure, exists on both sides of the Atlantic.

[ellus986]

Swept of my feet part 3

Javier Pena x reader

Note: you work with Pena and Murphy to take down Escobar.

Warning: being druged, shooting, kissing,nakedness, swearing, little bit of angst.

You are on a mission, on the dance floor in cover. You know the boys are watching you as you dance with Escobars people, maybe getting some information, yet you can’t make eye contact with them, can’t even look in their way. Javier dumping the whores meant less info, so it was your turn.

You dance with so many people, but noone compers to Javi. That night at the club a week ago was something noone can repeat, only Javier. You can feel his eyes on you, and it is the hardest thing to not look in his way. He was sitting in the corner with Steve to make sure you are safe.

You take the glass one of Escobar’s man gets for you after your heated dance, it would be suspicious if you would refuse it, so you just sip slowly. You try to keep up with the conversation, but it is really hard, and it gets harder with every sip. When you realise what just happend you are already too deep.

“You just realised right?” His face changes in a second, and he leaves behind the bubble personality he faked. “Who would drug a cute girl right? But we all seen you with that gringo… you forget about that!” He gets even closer to you to wishper into your ear. “I bet they are here with you, they will go down with this place and you!” His voice holds such promise you shiver, just before you see the guns being pulled out.

As the chaos settels in you are pushed into the scared crowd. You know you should think of something, but everything is so blurry you can’t figure out what. “Javier!” You scream as you almost fell on your knees, being pushed from everyside, while people are shot in the crowd.

Javier’s point of view:

He didn’t see you getting out of the place before it went down, but he knew you are the best in finding way outs, tricking the system. He is at the enterence leading people out to safety, when you still don’t show up. “Where is Y/N?” He looks worried at Steve who stands on the other side of the crowd.

“Haven’t seen her…”

“Javier!” Your weak srceam sends shivers down his spine, as he sprints in your way.

“Fuck, she is still in!” He yells to Steve, but is already in the crowd looking for you. “Y/N!” He shots your name, getting himself deeper and deeper in the chaos.

When his eyes land on you, he only sees red. You are pushed from people to people and your eyes are blurry. That guy defenetly put something in your drink, that would explain how you are still in the middle of the chaos. He pushes everyone aside until he reaches you.

“Javi… you came for me…” you can hardly speak, the words just don’t roll from your lips as they used to. You had even more drug in your system than he estimated.

“Chica, what did they do to you?” He lifts you up, like he did a million times before, but his intentions were so different now.

“My head… I am so… dizzy…” you try your best, but you can’t really keep your eyes open, you are a dead weight on him.

“Chica, look at me! Keep your eyes open!” He orders, and you nictate at him.

“I feel so dizzy…” you mumble as he pushes to the enterence, putting you down on the sidewalk on the oposite side.

He cared about nothing while going for you, now you are safe he looks up to find himself against confused looks. He already realised that his feeling were deeper, when he heard your scream, but now he realised he can’t keep it a secret, it was obvious.

“Just sex, huh?” Stands Murphy infornt of the two of you, as the guys with the guns are under arrest, or escaped, and the chaos cooled down. Javier had your head in his lap while you almost fell asleep even after he made you vomit, so the drug would be mostly out of your system.

“Did you get him?” He does not answer to Steve just asks his own, as anger flods in his voice.

“Javier, por favor no me dejes aquí!” You mumble as he lays his eyes on the man who druged you. He wanted to kill him, he was about to stand up, but your wishper stoped him. You wanted him there, you needed him there.

“Estoy aquí, querida!” His eyes are on you again, you nictate at him and a soft smile apears on your face, making his heart ache. He was deeper than he imagined, he would sacrifice his own life for yours, and he couldn’t deny it anymore.

He carries you to the car in his arms, his lips pushed to your forhead, wishpering sweet nothing into it to keep you awake, while all his colleagues are looking at him suprised, and suspicious. Noone thought you would mean so much to him, including him.

He lays you first in the back seat, and than gets in putting your head in his lap. He feels how Steve keeps an eye an the two of you as he starts the car. “Say it!” Javier’s voice is queit, but powerful.

“I thought she will be the one falling for you…” his laughter was dark.

“I knew from the first moment I’m fucked… but never realised how much…” he mumbles. His feelings were not new, but he never named them. “Just the thought of losing her scared me to death…”

“You love her, right?” Steve’s words are echoing in his mind before he answers.

“With all of my heart…” he smooths some hair out of your seemingly relaxed face.

“Yo también te amo…” you mumble in your sleeplike state. You using spanish for him hit different, he knew you didn’t speak so fluent, but you learned so much, speak so much with him, just for him.

“When did Y/N became fluent in spanish?” Asks Steve not even turning away from the street.

“She is not… but she speaks more and more to me…” he can’t wrap his head around how you both changed, how everything seemed so easy with you, how you two perfectly fit together.

When Steve stops at your place Javier picks you up and kisses your forhead. “Call me if you need anything!” Steve opens the door for him.

“Good night, Murphy!” You mumble as you nictate at the suprised men around you, who tought you were asleep.

“Good night Y/N! Javier!” He nods as does Javier.

“Good night!” He walks in with you in his arms. “You scared me, chica!” He smooths some hair out of your face as he lays you down on his bed.

“I did not wanted…” you mumble opening your eyes for more for the first time since he found you.

“Your scream…” he shivers, not knowing what else to say.

“Your name was the only thing I could think of…” you wishper as he gets your dirty clothes down. “I knew I will be safe when you find me…”

“When? Not if?”

“Not if! I knew you would find me…” you almost fall asleep again.

“I would die for you, chica…” he kisses your forhead as your eyes close for the night. He covers you with a blanket and gets under it to snuggle you for the rest of the night.

The next morning:

He watched you sleep before leaving a note behind to drive to the embassy. Murphy is waiting for him already.

“He is in there…” he points to the door infront of him.

“I need you there, so I won’t kill him!” His anger already is skyrocketing as he just thinks of your eyes last night as you were druged, and left in the frentic crowd. “Even he will be wishing for his death…” his look turns dark, as he knew he will take his revenge today.

Your point of view:

You wake up with an unbearable headach, but soon you forget about everything as you remember what you said last night. You know he said it first, but it hit you hard realising you did really love him. Ofcourse you did, it was obvious as you told him in spanish, freaking spanish you only used with him.

You only find a note next to you. “I’m in the embassy, will be back soon! -Javier”

“That mother fucker!” You shot as you realise he went for the guy who drugged you. You just open the front door to storm out as he leans for the handle. Your eyes are on his bloody nuckles, as you get even more angrier you slap him on the face.

“Why did I get this, chica?” He walks in with his hand on his face.

“You dare to tell me you love me and than leave me here, just so you can fight…” you start, but he cuts in.

“For you!” He steps close to you as the door shots behind him. You look up to him with mad eyes. “He druged you, left you in the crowd to be shot or walked over… I wanted to kill him, but you asked me to stay, and I did. I almost lost you, he needed to pay for that!” His hand is shaking as he smooths your cheek.

“What did you do to him?” You swallow hard you don’t want to be the reason he killed.

“He is alive, thanks to Murphy… I knew I would snap, so didn’t enter without him…” his fist is formed next to your face, yet you are not afraid, you not even vince. “You should be disgusted…” he mumbles suprised, as anger leaves your features and something more soft replaces them: admiration.

“I should…” you wishper looking in his eyes, wiping off some blood from his cheek. “But I am not!”

“Don’t look at me like that… I almost killed a man today!” He can’t take the changes.

“But you didn’t… it is one thing to kill for the other, but to keep yourself from doing it…” you kiss him. “I was mad you left me here… I didn’t wanted to be the reason you killed, but I can’t be mad about your revenge…” your eyes are shining with love in them.

“Why is that so?”

“Because I would’ve done the same, te amo, mi amor…” you kiss him softly, as he is still frozen. “Maybe I was druged, but I meant what I said…”

“Yo tambien te amo, chica!” He kisses you hard, like it is his last day on this earth. Like he would kiss you for the last time, so you do the same. He lifts you up, and you put your legs around his waist, as your lips never part. You rip his bloody shirt off as he lays you down on his bed. You only had a button up dress on so he does the same, and you lay under him naked, like a million times before in the last month or so, still it was something different. Until this point it was just sex, but you are about to make love now.

To be continued…

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[zangethefate]

I lost my home.

Well, let me explain some things first. I’m a turkhis person who learned english as a second language, so bare with me if I write wrong or have mistakes in general. I don’t know if any of you know but turkey had a major earthquake a few days back and it’s still  happening constantly. Even they are after shocks, it still happens alot. So, I was living in this apartment at the top floor with my mother, and we had a lovely syrian family as a neighboor. We moved there after our grandmother kicked us out and we had to live on the streets for some time (I think two to three months?) untill we got the house. (The reason it took long was because the previous owners was still leaving the house.) After we got the house, we didn’t had lamps to shine our rooms, or furnitures or anything in our house. It was ours though, and we were happy about that, it was better than the streets of turkey if you ask me. It had three bedrooms, two bathrooms, one kitchen, two living rooms, so imagine how this house is. I’m saying house because it was our house, not just an apartment, it felt comfy, cozy, it felt everything to me. I never had my own room untill we got that house, and I felt how one can have their own house, own things, even a bed, or a carpet, I was so happy and you can imagine my happiness as a young kid who didn’t know shit expect living and surviving. I made a make shift futon the first night, and our furniture came after a week. We added lights after three days, and to that point we were using candles. I burned myself like a idiot twice, it was an accident, and I’m a very clumsy person. We lived there (with my sister as well, she’s 6 years older then me now, and she’s married.) I think 5-6 years, maybe more, but I had so many memories that I kept inside that room of mine. Small rocks from where I visited, my clothes, some of them were given by my mother, from 80′s and 90′s, old news papers that was from 2000′s, and my father’s lovely discs of movies, I remember few of them but I know I watched all of them, my drawings from my school years, my pictures with my family, my favorite plushies that were given me by people who cared about me alot. I’m not going to talk about my past life, but more on this apartment, what happend in there, and how I’m here right now. So, before a week ago, my sister wanted us to come to her (now) husband’s city, since she was living in there. I hate traveling, because I hate to put bags and move, sit in a buss for a day, no, not for me, but since it was my sister’s special day, I had to. My mother didn’t wanted to go either because she’s sick, her legs and her back got broken by a car accident that happend when I was 13. Since then she’s okay, healed, but still has her problems, such as not holding heavy things, getting tired easly, more so and fort. So staying in a car one day was not for her, but she had to go, it was her daughters special day and well, both of us decided to accept it. I have a pet Budgie, his name is Charlie, and he came with us as well, because it became my sister’ budgie, but we were taking care of him because she was busy with her work and all that. Taking him with us was a great choice. I didn’t bringed too much, my laptop, equipment, some clothes to wear, other things that you took with you when you travel.  But I forgot one thing. My Graphics tablet, my drawing tablet, Wacom, and at the time I thought,  “Oh, I’m gonna be back anyways, might as well not take it, no one will steal it.”... I don’t remember when, but the first eartquake happend, it was two days after my sisters wedding. It was 04:23 AM. I felt the shake while I was sitting on the ground, talking with my friends, about some random shit that I don’t remember it now. I couldn’t realise how that was just, horrible and serious, untill I was... Too late. We talked about the earthquake for a bit, most cities that felt was alot, and one of them was my city, my home, and I thought “Okay, my apartment building is old, but it won’t fell, nothing will happen.” I was totally wrong. Then I went to sleep. Thinking that everything is fine. When I woke up by the sudden cries of my mother, I was confused, like wtf is going on, and my sister’s cry came, and my father who came to visit my sister for her wedding, looked at me like I’ve done something wrong, and my father, never looked at me like that, ever. I got up, asked what happend, then with a horrifyingly, my mother screamed at me, telling me that, our house, is now gone. I couldn’t believe it of course, like how can you believe it when a person suddenly says that you lost your damn home, a damn building, like how?? Then I learned by my father that there was a second earthquake happend, which caused my whole apartment building falling into cracks of nothingness, my memories? my mothers car? everything? yeah, all gone. Poof. As of now I’m writing this, I’m still staying with my sister, and her husband, while my mother is back in my home city, and my building? It went on the news, because It was placed in the middle of the most populated area of the city. My belongings? They are gone, with my clothes, my memories, my drawing tablet, everything. The only funny and grime part is the fact that while the earthquake was happening second time there was a thief who was going to rob some of the houses, I think ours but I don’t know, he died in there. Suffocating to his death, while he tried to stole. Does he deserve it? I don’t know, I’m no god. If you are asking for my neighboor, she’s fine, her kids are safe, but I don’t know what happend to the other home owners, everyone knew each other in the apartment so no one recognised the thief, that was the funny part to me. I don’t feel pity, not anything along those lines, I cannot, that’s just not in my book. I’m not writing this to get attention, or pity, or that or something else, I cried for days after ages, even if I was homeless, I didn’t cry, but this?  Not just me, my friend lost his home too, he had this bright carrier, a photographer and a videographer, a director, a streamer, he did so much, he loved cars, gaming, you name it, sounds very charming isn’t it? I am only happy, that my bird Charlie and my dear mother is safe, for other things? No. I slept on cold hard floors for that house, tried to decorate as much as I can because I didn’t know much about it, I couldn’t grasp the concept of it so, my dear sister while she was staying with us, helped me to decorate my room. She even put a smiley face on my flicker, I still remember the image. I am sorry, for to those who lost their homes, to ones who lost their important belongings, their loved ones, their pets, maybe even themselfs, I didn’t do anything but I am sorry, and no I cannot no longer draw anything digital. I don’t even have the head to write anymore properly like I did in the old times, my shining times of my day, I was going to get my drivers license, go to the univercity, get a constant proper job. A normal, teen adult life, that’s all I wanted, all I ever wanted, I never wanted more or less, and I’m sure some of you didn’t either, maybe did, I don’t know you, you don’t know me expect what I say, but, please, take this as a message to yourself... Always think that you are on your last day, live everything in the best you can, apprish whatever you have, care for yourself, your mind and body, everything you can. I cannot, not anymore, but you still can, kiss or, hug, or fist bump to those you love so much, call lost long friends if you needed to, drink your beer and look out for yourself, because really, I didn’t know what could’ve happend, neither can you, nor anybody else. I love you, I hope you live the best life, live in the best. I’m sorry again, making you read this long shit, but I had to write it. Good bye, and farewell, my friend.

[im-in-love-with-pizza-bites]

Ranch Hand: Chapter 3

Farmer!Veteran!Bucky Barnes X Teen!Reader (Small town and Farmer AU)

Series MasterList

Series summary: You ran away from your nightmare of a family, you found a small town, population 200. In this town you meet a retired army veteran turned farmer who hires you as farm hand. Only mystery will you two be able overcome your pasts together.

Chapter Summary: A week working for bucky, and Steve isn't as welcoming to you as his friends is.

Series Warnings: Mentions nightmares, Child abuse, mental abuse, physical abuse, war, swearing, mentions death by cancer, mentions of alcohol and illegal substance abuse. please tell me if you see anymore!!! But do so politely please.

Chapter Warnings:

Divider: @skylightlantern

A/n: It's short sorry I forgot to write it until last night lol.

Steve parked his truck by Bucky's. He quickly noticed you struggling to carrying a bale of hay. He made his way over.

"Here let me get it." Steve asked reaching for it.

"No I got it." You refused.

"I insist," Steve said grabbing it from you. You just let you arms fall in defeat before directing him to where Bucky had told you to put the hay that just got delivered. Bucky was inside preparing sandwiches for lunch. Also getting you lemonade since it was quite hot today.

"Thank you." You said with a smiled.

"Your quite welcome kiddo. So do you have any siblings?" He asked trying to make conversation.

"No but I have a step sister. She lives with her mom though." You told him. Your step sister, Meghan was really nice, you two were close but her dad lost all custody for her a few months ago. She was lucky, she was free form the hell that was her dad and your mom. Now you were too, though probably not for long.

"Oh okay. Where's bucky?" Steve asked you.

"Inside."

"Okay." He nodded before walking inside leaving you to your job. You went back to stacking the hay while Steve and Bucky talked inside.

"Somethings off about her." Steve started walking in.

"Off about who?" Bucky asked his bestfriend.

"Y/n."

"Your the one that wanted me to hire her." Bucky rolled his eyes.

"Yeah so we can figure out what she's hiding." He said as thought it was the most logical answer.

"Nope if it was our business she wouldn't be hiding it." Bucky insisted.

"Oh so you aren't curious?"

"A little but it's not our business." Bucky said handing Steve a sandwich before he opened the window and hollered for you.

"Whatever, I'm still gonna try to figure it out though." Steve said right before you walked in.

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"Hey kid do you want a ride home?" Steve offered. He had stayed at the farm bullshiting with Bucky and grabbing wood bucky was giving to him. It was from a tree that fell in the wood. Half was stacked up for a fire and Steve got the rest to make shit out of.

"No thank you." You said as you adjusted your bag.

"Are you sure it's late."

"Yeah I'm sure. Bye Mr. Rogers, Bye Bucky." You assured. You got on your bike and hurried down the driveway.

"Steve let it go man." Bucky told him.

"I just have a bad feeling." Steve said. "Well I better get home now bye Buck."

"Bye punk."

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A/n: I don't like Ford so all the trucks I mention in the series will more than likely be Chevys because they're the OG. (Sorry not sorry ford drivers. Also I'm exclusively talking about ford trucks.)

[3seven-gambler]

#⌁꒰Sɑmɑtoki ɑnd Jγuto ɾeɑcting to theiɾ GN!S/O plɑγing ɑn Otome Gɑme scenɑɾios꒱

⋆ summary: The boys have been super busy recently, and you felt lonley, what should you do to stop feeling like that? Maybe chat with someone else can help.

⋆ word count: 871

⋆ genre: angst, fluff, SFW

࿐♡Ꮪꭺꮇꭺꭲꮻꮶꮖ Ꭺꮻꮋꮖꭲꮪꮜꮐꮖ:

⋆ You just dowloded a new game that came about a few days ago to your phone.

⋆ You were bored and Samatoki was very busy with his work so you wanted to give it a try.

⋆… and you loved it.

⋆ You spent the whole day playing it, and Samatoki notice that whenever he was home.

⋆ Maybe you could only see him a few hours at night, share dinner and some sleep together, but this last few days that didn’t really happend, because you were paying more attention to your phone than to your boyfriend.

⋆ And of course, Samatoki didn’t like this. He would wonder what made you behave like that, where you talking to someone new? An old friend, an ex?

⋆ He did trust you, but sometimes he felt he wasn’t good enough for you, due to his work and maybe because he sometimes tends to be grumpy, so the idea of you cheating on him sometimes was still wondering in his head.

⋆ So instead of letting his head over think, he talked to you.

⋆ -“What’s keeping you so busy there?” he asked pointing towards your phone.

⋆ -“Hmm? sorry, what? I didn’t listen” you said while still watching at your phone.

⋆ Samatoki decided to grab your phone and look at it, he was getting tired of this.

⋆ -“H-hey, no! give it back to me!”

⋆ To be honest, he expected to see everything but not a video game, and when he analysed the screen a few more seconds, he didn’t expect to see an otome game.

⋆ He left the phone on the table and looked at you confussed.

⋆ -“I uhm… felt a little lonley because you have been busy with work and stuff and I was bored, a-and I felt lonley and I didn’t really know what to do…” you said embarrased.

⋆ He kinda got the point then of why an otome game after hearing you.

⋆ -“I’m sorry S/O, I didn’t notice how ausent I’ve been these lasts weeks, but c’mon, I’ll make it up to you.” he said hugging you and kissing your head.

⋆ Then the next days, Samatoki literally spoiled you in love and affection -and some expensive gifts too-.

࿐♡Ꭻꭹꮜꭲꮻ Ꮖꭱꮜꮇꭺ:

⋆ Like Samatoki, Jyuto was super busy with his work, but he was even worse.

⋆ He wouldn’t come home in maybe three days, and when he was home, all he did was sleep.

⋆ You weren’t mad at that though, you knew his work was hard and that he nedeed to sleep, but you missed him a lot.

⋆ You remembered a game you used to play a few years ago and you decided to try it again, just when Jyuto wasn’t home -which was mostly every day-.

⋆ The first two weeks, Jyuto didn’t noticed it. He realiced that something was going on when you didn’t reply to his messeges in hours, and he didn’t had time to call you so he was a bit worried about you.

⋆ That day when he got back home, at night time, he could see that the lights of your shared house were all off.

⋆ -“That’s… odd…” he thought, worry starting to appear in his face. -“They should be already here…” What if someone kindapped you? No, he would know already, right?

⋆ He walked inside and turned everything on, and then he found you on the sofa with your face burried in your phone. He felt how the worry dissapeared his body, but instead some anger was appearing.

⋆ -“Hey S/O? Are you ok?” he said walking towards you.

⋆ -“Mhm hi yeah”

⋆ -“What are you doing? I was worried about you, you weren’t answering my messeges…”

⋆ -“Oh you send me messeges? sorry I have my phone with notifications off” you said quiet.

⋆ -“What? Why? What if something important happends?”

⋆ -“Uhm but nothing happend, right?”

⋆ Jyuto was getting tired of this.

⋆ He grabbed your phone and started to check the screen. He was surprised and dissapointed.

⋆ -“Really, S/O? A video-game? Is this more important than your life?” he asked serious.

⋆ You finally watched him in the eyes, and you could see he was angry with you. You then change your gaze so you could avoid his.

⋆ -“I… I’m sorry. I was feeling lonley… you have been having a lot of work and I didn’t want to bother you because I know and I understand how important it is, but I was feeling lonely and I remembered that game and uhm… I thought on try it again.” you said with sadness in your voice.

⋆ Jyuto’s eyes softened, as a sigh left his lips while crossing his arms. He then left your phone in the little table in front of the sofa and he sat besides you, hugging you.

⋆ You quickly returned the hug, you really missed his touch.

⋆ You stayed like that a few minutes, until he wroke the silence.

⋆ -“I’m sorry, S/O… I’ll try to make more time to be with you from now on”.

⋆ -“Thanks, Jyuto” you said smiling and giving him a kiss on his lips.

⋆ After that, Jyuto took off a few days from his works, and he took you to all sorts of dates and you guys even made a short trip to the country side where you could just enjoy each other’s company.

❥ 𝖱𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽. || 𝖣𝖮 𝖭𝖮𝖳 𝖱𝖤𝖯𝖮𝖲𝖳/𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖭𝖲𝖫𝖠𝖳𝖤.

[strangerthingsfan-fics]

All a dare gareth emerson x fem!munson reader

Warnings-swearing,crying,kissing,reader has anxiety,mentions of anxiety attack

Gareth couldn’t pull a girl so Dustin Mike and jeff dared him to ask you out obviously your big brother Eddie didn’t want you to get heart broken because you’ve had a crush on gareth for about a year now since you joined hellfire and met him you had a crush on him and what Dustin Mike and jeff said to gareth made his heart break because your eddies little sister you was eddies whole world the least he wanted to happen was you being heart broken over a dare

“Guys you can’t do my sister like that” Eddie says as all the others are chuckling

“What no one here likes her except you” jeff chuckles

Eddie had enough of jeff at this moment he went to go punch him but everyone pulled him away

“She’s been through enough shit seeing her best friend die in our living room than her boyfriend breaking up with her shes been through so much shit and I’m not having anyone break her heart again you know how she was after her ex she was having anxiety attacks and everything if you play her like that your all gonna be dead” Eddie snaps

You was sat by the lockers with your friends laughing until gareth asked to talk to you so you got up and followed him I’ll let you imagine how he asks you out and obviously you said yes eddie felt so bad that in a week his little sister is gonna go through the same as what happend two months ago but Eddie didn’t wanna say because you would just think he’s lying to get his friend back you was always hanging out with gareth until that week came he just kept saying that he had some band stuff to do but he was just sneaking off to Dustin Mike and Jeff to talk about you but when they was talking about you,you was walking past when they mentioned your name you felt nosy but wanted to stick around to hear what they was saying

“So todays the day the dare is over and the money is yours when you break up with Y/N munson and the 10 quid from each of us is yours” Jeff says

“That’s the thing I actually-” he gets cut off by you barging in

“So I was all a dare I fall head over heels for you and I was just a bet I can’t belive this” you say warm tears spilling down your face

You storm off passing eddie when you fling your bag to the ground eddie felt terrible ofc he was your big brother he cared about you so much and to see you in a sobbing mess broke his heart eddie picked your bag up and chased after you with gareth behind him when you sat in the forest at a bench sobbing your eyes you couldn’t belive you’ve me tricked you fall head over heels for the man of your dreams and it turned out to be a bet when gareth and Eddie walk in gareth touches your shoulder

“DONT YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME” you move away from Gareth’s touch

You walked to Eddie and hugged him still sobbing your eyes out

“Yn your don’t understand if you let me finish u would’ve heard me say I’ve actually fell in love with you” he says

You walk out the forest with Eddie not even answering to what gareth said you just couldn’t belive you was a joke a bet that you ment nothing multiple nights you wasn’t sleeping you was laying staring at the roof all you could picture in your head was gareth you never went to anymore hellfire club till eddie bribed you to come all you did was stare at the floor not making eye contact with anyone when you rolled a 20 and killed vecna gareth went to hug but you moved away I think gareth had enough of being ignored and took matters into his own hands and kissed you Eddie didn’t like that but when he saw you kiss him back maybe you was back with gareth maybe you was happy

[howl-fantasies]

A/N - Don't try to ruin other people relationships. That's bad karma. Also, don't try to interfere with Victor love life, he doesn't take it too well. Who would?!

Btw call Lucius Fox for me, my computer died today I'm in total distress 😭

Warning: Sorry for the typos and English mistakes, I'm working on it. Swearing, blood, gore, slight torture.

I'll do my best to continue to write and post as regularly as possible without my computer. Have a beautiful day and take care!

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Gotham - Iceberg Lounge - 2AM

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Oswald slapped his phone hard on his desk screeching like an angry bird after Y/N last text. Once again, the woman dared mocking him and calling the king of Gotham names when he demanded her to kill some politician who wronged him.

So what if the men where heavily guarded? So what if it was by some mercenaries. He orders and she obeys that was her job. All she had to to was walk inside and shoot anybody here with her two guns.

So what he they had machine guns? So what if she didn't have enough bullets to take all of them down within the hour. She had her blades, she should be able to do it.

Don't get him wrong, it wasn't trust in her capacities the Penguin had for her. He just didn't care if she died executing the task he gave her. In fact, it would be a benediction if she finally let herself get killed.

His only problem was Victor and keeping his loyalty. But he had a plan for that. A few weeks ago, he secretly investigated in the underworld to be able to find the perfect match. Took time but he managed to find one assassin with potential and, more important, strong loyalty to him.

Sending Y/N on a suicide mission was just a pretext to operate freely.

The little man lifted up from his leather seat and limped around his wooden desk exactly when Victor Zsasz entered his office without knocking.

"Boss..." He called in a bored tone.

"Knocknig Victor, we discussed this!" But before the hitman can "Uh-uh" him, Oswald continued. "Nevermind, for once, your insubordination is welcome since I was looking for you".

"Uh?" Asked Zsasz with a raised brow and a skeptical face. "I want you to train one of my new assassin. Not like one of your girls though, she'll be a kind of freelance here." He announced.

Victor was now frowning, tilting his head on the side. "Isn't Y/N you're freelance assassin already?"

Penguin gritted his teeth but forced a friendly smile. "Well yes. But we're never too cautious, aren't we? And who knows what could happend" He cheered with an innocent shrug.

Only for Victor to blink skeptically again. "If you say so, boss." His answer makes Oswald grin widely. "Don't ask questions, Victor, just do as I say. As you brilliantly pointed out, I'm the boss". He said and clap his hand on his hitman's upper arm. "Now let's go, it's bad manners to make a lady wait". Said Cobblepot.

"Funny, when you let Y/N wait for you two whole hours under the rain yesterday just to teach her 'a lesson'", answered the hitman. His comment didn't phase the king of the city though, who just snorted, his good spirit still present. "Blah, sorry to tell you but that woman is absolutely no lady."

The duo walked through the long corridor and quickly reached the main room of the bar, spotting a beautiful blonde woman already seated at the bar. "Ah! Ponctual my dear, wonderful, wonderful!" Cheered Oswald again, making the woman smile.

"I'm sorry, I helped myself while waiting for you gentlemen", she purred. Cobblepot just nodded before glancing at Victor who was watching the mesmerizing creature in front of him.

"Victor, this is Tara, my new freelance. Tara, this is Victor, my hitman and your soon to be mentor", He introduced sweetly, pointing at the booths, "Please take a seat."

As soon as the three sat, Oswald next to Zsasz and Tara in front of the hitman, Cobblepot clapped his hands, indicating his waiters to bring a few things.

Few things, in Penguin's tongue, meaning plates, cutlery, candles, French bread, glasses... Everything necessary to have an entire dinner. Catching Victor raised brow again, Oswald plastered another affable smile on his cunning face. "I hope you wouldn't mind if I'm joining the useful and the pleasant here my friends", he eluded.

Tara smiled again and gracefully took her immaculate table-napkin, putting it on her bare thighs. "Of course not Mister Cobblepot, that was thoughtful of you, thank you" She said, catching Victor empty eyes on her. "My pleasure, my dear", cooed Penguin, patting her hand fondly across the table.

The first course came a bit after that, being silently put in front of them. "Oh my, isn't it a Jewish dish?" Asked Tara, clearly amazed by the Matzo ball soup in front of her.

"What a keen eye you have, don't you think Victor?" Answered Cobblepot while nudging the man. He just shrugged in a bored way then blinked seeing his boss making a face which clearly screamed 'say something you fucking idiot!' "Sweetness calls it the testicles soup". He simply add, making Oswald nostrils flare in anger.

"Sweetness?" Asked Tara while tilting her head in a confused way and putting back her spoon on the table. "Victor's current partner", eluded Oswald, chasing the air with his hand like it didn't matter.

"Wife, actually", corrected the bald man without any emotion and still not touching his food. Cobblepot tsked. "Oh please, she's your wife on paper to counter the GCPD when they try to make one of you play against the other".

"That's pretty clever", commented Tara, who earned a warning glance from her new boss but an amused smile from Zsasz. "How is she, aside from rumors I mean" Asked Tara, doing an amazing job at ignoring the pain when Oswald's foot hit her under the table. "Does she cook for you?" Joked the woman, trying to create some kind of link with the unreachable man in front of her.

"She does." He nodded slowly, keeping her on the tip on her toes, with a long silence before adding, "nobody fails a dish better than her". Here was the grin again and a dumbfounded face for Oswald and her.

"Victor is a gentleman, he would never dare saying that Y/N is-" "Crude? Can make a sailor blush because of her foul mouth. Childish? She would definitely steal the cutlery and sell it back to you twice its price just to annoy you, boss. Reckless? Let herself fall from the top of a building once just to try a move she saw in a video-game. Insufferable? Half of the city wants her dead because of that. Not lady-like? Man, never knew a man or a woman ready to burb the alphabet just to give his partner an opportunity to break free in front of a whole police station and 50 guns pointed at their head." Cut Victor in an annoyed tone.

His monologue caught Oswald off guard and he opened his mouth wide. "When did she bur-! You know what I don't want to know! We're not talking about the harlot from now on, that's an order Victor!" He yelled and smashed his fists on the black table, making Tara winced a bit.

"Oh, ok", just answered the hitman airily, the spark inside of his eyes dying immediately, letting them dull again. "So, Tara, my dear, I've heard about your solo career here as an assassin and how you defeated an entire gang all alone. Care to explain how you did it?" Asked Oswald in a charming tone again.

The woman nodded carefully and start telling them about how she tricked the men, making them think she wanted to join their organization then put some poison in their drinks, shooting their underlings next and exiting the building without a scratch.

"That's incredible, I appreciate when people are able to be two or three steps ahead of their opponents!" Complimented the mobster, once again throwing a pointed glance at Victor to make him talk. "Uh? Oh. Cool", he just said clearly making no effort to be civil and earning a hit from Oswald's knee under the table he totally ignored.

When his phone blasted "Never gonna give you up", making Tara brow raise, Penguin smashed his hand on the table. "I FORBID YOU TO ANSWER VICTOR! Now be well mannered and talk to our guest!"

Victor's face hardened, and Tara perfectly saw how he clenched his jaw and how a vein started to pop on his neck. "I'm not here to talk", He said with an edge in his voice, his eyes not blinking as often as they should have. Even her saw he was losing his patience and tensed.

She knew he wasn't Gotham best assassin for nothing, she knew about his reputation and his sadistic as well as barbaric nature. Tara's eyes automatically fell on the knife next to Victor's hand.

"You will TALK Victor, that's an order and YOU'RE gonna respect the hierarchy here and forget about that BLOODY BITC-!"

His tantrum was cut short though, when a decapitated head suddenly landed in Tara's soup, making Cobblepot and her jolt. The behead person's eyes were open wide and his mouth mimicked a silence scream making a gruesome view inside of the soup, slowly tainting it in red. "What is that?!" Shouted Cobblepot leaning on his side to watch in direction where the projectile went.

A series of steps broke the silence. "My, my, sorry to interrupt your... Party date, Childbblepot." Purred a woman voice, her form finally in view when she get around the bar. "Brought a plus one, hope you don't mind. Don't worry he doesn't talk much", Said Y/N soaked with blood and walking to them.

"WUT-!" "Hi Sweetness~" sang Victor with a wave of his hand.

"HOW IN HELL ARE YOU HERE THAT FAST HARLOT! I GAVE YOU A TASK!" Yelled Oswald again his face red from anger. Y/N Shrugged one shoulder and lean against Tara's booth, making her tense slightly. "Oh it's done." She answered in a carefree way. "Vic sent me a text saying you were trying to make him breed your new toy... Had to be quick, so I stole a chopper, put as much explosives I can in it and make it crash to your foes-of-the-day's building, since they were having a nice little political chit-chat." She cheered falsely.

Oswald gaped like an idiot but quickly closed his mouth to glare at Zsasz who grabbed a slice of bread cutting it in half and giving one to Y/N who took a bite. "It's gonna go to waste" He said unapologetically and with a daring face. "Like this little meeting by the way" Added Y/N with a blank face.

She slowly turned her head to Tara who gulped. Even if she was an assassin, the blonde wasn't playing with the big guys yet. God, she just accepted Oswald's offer because she wanted to evolve and had a chance to make a name for herself here in the city. Y/N was supposed to be outside and she was overjoyed to know that, she gave her the creeps even before meeting her. Now she felt trapped under that piercing gaze, not even daring to breathe.

"Quite pretty, uh?" Simply asked Y/N, turning to Victor with a raised brow. The gloomy hitman's spark was back in his eyes and he suddenly snapped his fingers like he realized something, "That's a trick question!"

Y/N snorted and took a seat directly on his right thigh without him saying anything about the blood staining his suit. He didn't even seem to care and just snaked an arm around her hips. "Oh, don't mind me, please eat dearie" the woman taunted again with a sadistic smile which now also flourished on Zsasz face.

Her blood ran cold in her veins. The duet's gaze was too much, impossible to support. Tara instinct was screaming her to get the fuck out of here, far away from those two sickos.

She started to lift up when knifes brutally stabbed both of her hands, making her scream in pain and pinning her to the table. In front of her, Y/N left hand was holding a blade while Victor's right one held another. "STOP THAT YOU IDIOTS!" Finally yelled Oswald, lifting from his seat and smashing his hands on the table to get their attention. "THAT'S AN OR-" "Oswald" called a low voice from the bar, making Penguin jolt and watch in disbelief Ed frowning at him.

"WHAT?! HOW DID YOU GET-" "In here? I ran into Y/N earlier and we decided to work together to teach you a lesson. Your men are sleeping right now. We need to talk. Now." Said the Riddler harshly.

Oswald watched Y/N in disbelief, "You betrayed me harlot!" He yelled. The woman turned the blade in Tara's hand making her whimper pitifully. "I didn't. You did. you tried to kill me earlier, tried to use Victor as a breeding horse and you also happened to betray Ed's trust, breaking your truce. You've been a very, very bad boy Oswald. And bad boys need to be punished" Purred Y/N dangerously.

"You'll pay for this harlot!" Screamed the man, pointing an accusing finger on her. "Don't try me Cobblepot. I'm not skinning you alive because we have history. I can forgive your attempts to kill me, they are funny. But messing with my conjugal bliss, that's a big no no." She scolded making a "no" sign with her free index to give it more weight.

Cobblepot turned his head in Victor's direction. "Heard the no-lady boss" He shrugged with an exaggerated twist of his mouth he lost the next second to wear his neutral face again. "And frankly I don't really appreciate to be used for something else than kill or intimidate", his gaze was deadly serious. "Oh. And I hate Matzo ball soup."

His last comment made Y/N, Oswald and even Ed make faces. "Dude, did you really switched from a super sexy threat to a childish remark about the food?! Uncool..." Y/N chuckled. Again he shrugged with a 'so what face' and watched Oswald irritated expression.

"Oswald, thought you learnt messing with others romantic or whatever with those two relationship is dangerous. Plus it's bad manners", chastised Riddler with a frown.

Cobblepot was fuming, but feeling all those disapproving glances on him he sighed heavily. "Ok. FINE. I am SORRY!" He apologized angrily. "Next time I'll just plot your death or directly shoot you or something" He continued, earning encouraging nods from the three villains. "Happy now?!" He finished between gritted teeth which threatened to break when she comically clapped her hands and cooed "That's better, good boy!" in a motherly tone. "Daddy, Uncle Ed and I are so proud of you Ozzy", she taunted while Victor's smile was ready to tore his face in half and Ed snorted loudly behind his hand.

Penguin nostrils flared and he pointed a trembling finger on her again, "this discussion isn't finished, Y/N", he snapped but limped away from them to join Edward. "Let's talk in my office, Ed", he said before leading the way.

He stop mid-way though, turning slightly to the assassin's duet. "Kill the woman, our family quarrels stays inside of the family", he ordered coldly, making a very pale Tara jolt and open her mouth to try to beg him. Only for a napkin to find its way in said mouth, muffling her screams. "Okie Dokie", answered Victor who waited with Y/N still sat on him for the two men to disappear inside of the huge and soundproof office.

Once the heavy oak door closed, Y/N smiled happily, grabbing a fork. "Let's make our own dinner menu dearest!" She beamed, making Tara squeak like an afraid animal. Her noise intensifying when she saw the sinister smile on Victor own lips. "Regardless of the final state of the dish, Sweetness always find creatives way to do it." He said with sadism, grabbing a spoon. "Let's play!"

[pg-punk]

Don't fall in love with me

MJFXFem!Reader

Part 2

Part 1/??

Kinda short but if you guys like it I'll continue with the series

*NOT PROOF READ*

Summary:

Both MJF and Y/N have reputations in the company for being the biggest dicks EVER. But with a mutual enemy they agree to team up in a mixed tag team match, but what happens when they both break the last rule of their agreement?

*1 WEEK AGO*

3rd Person

"And Still AEW Womes champion! Y/N L/N"

The crowed booded as Aubrey held up

Y/N's hand. Everyone knows Tay Conti should have won, technically while Sammy Gauvara had come out to the ring in a attempt to help Tay, she had pinned Y/N for 3, but much to Y/N's luck she had retained due to this distraction. Sammy was already in the ring when the bell rung annocing the win, and alough she hated this couple with a buring passion, she coudnt help feel a pang of jeously. No one had ever cared for her like that and everyone could see it on her faces ad she looked at them, clutching her blet tight befor leaving the ring without looking back.

*Present*

Y/N's POV

I sat in my dressing room strolling mindlessly on Instagram when I came across a post. It was a screenshot took at my revolution match last week, I was looking over at Tay and Sammy with a sad look on my face, I scoff and turn on my phone not wanting to read the caption. Being a bitch had many benefits, for example no one bothered my outside the ring, but this over time had become a disadvantage, alough I would never admit it, I would like just one person I could trust with my life, who I would know would always be there. But here we are alone. I look up to see my TV playing the current dynamite live for the arena. My face is filled with digest as I see Tay and Sammy cutting a promo. Its beyone me while they still try to get the crowed on there side. True they hate me and I will always be the villain in whatever fued you put me in, but their realshonship has got on the fans nerves and that's one thing we all agree on.

I watch as MJF makes his way to the ring after his name being mentioned. He it currently in fied with Sammy, he's going after the TNY championship, and honestly i hope he gets it. I ahve never spoken to him, I suppose he's jn the same boat ad me,the fans hate him more than me, witch is hard to achieve. I zone out before I hear my name being called out on the television.

"Y/N! "

Tay shouts just befor MJF us about to cut one of his many promos. I look up from my phone to are her directly staring at the camra.

"I know your watching this from whatever lonely little hole you live in so why don't you come out to the real word"

I guess that's my que.

I walk out of my dressing room in my sweats and walk past the production team. No words or thumbs up exchanged they just play my entrance music and I walk out not bothering to grab a mic and I assumed she just wanted to fight.

As I make my way to the ring I suddenly realise how strange this is. Max has the same look on his face, we exchange noods knowing that even thought we have never meet or talked, in this senoro we are allias and are facing a mutual enemy. I enter the ring only to see Tay and Sammy giving a look to eachouther, as I'd they have just had the best idea in the word.

"Call me crazy"

Sammy begins

"But iv had a idea"

He looks over at Tay and she continues.

"Considing you two are similar in the way you both willow in your own self pity, we have thought a mixed tag match at Double ot Noithing"

The crowed loses it at this suggestion I look over to see Max getting ready to say something on the microphone. I'm guessing to turn down the offer, I hope so anyways, I don't work well with others and neither dose Max.

"Winner takes all"

Max adds with a serious expression on his face, then a idea hits me only I don't have a microphone, I look over at Max and I gestured to borrowed his, he looks annoyed bit still hands the mic over.

Then something unexpected, stuiped and down right cringy happend. When he passed over the microphone for a slip second out hand touched. Then all of a sudden I fell like a girl with a crush all over again, expect this time I'm not 12 years old and not a nerd. I'm a women rhe AEW women champion and and I know for a fact that this is just because I haven't been a realshonship for so long. I manege to pull myself together to add my speculations to the match witch I don't want to do anyways but this might give me some motivation.

"If you lose, Tay cant challenge for the AEW women's championship again"

The crowed gives a mixed response. Halpy about the new specuation but I'm assumg sad that Tay won't get a rain

"Done"

Tay says

"Done"

Adds Sammy.

Max now gestures for the mic of me. Our hands brush again and I scoled myself for not getting a mic befor coming out then all of this woundt be a distraction.

"Let's set some ground rules L/N"

His demnre changes from serious to cocky, he is now disregarding Tay and Sammy and looking directly at me

"Number 1. We are doing this to win, no long lasting friendships or whatever however I assume that wasn't be difficult for you since you have this whole lone wolf demner going on for you"

Can't ague with the truth so i simply smile and look at my combat boots I have on.

"Number 2. There is no 'we' you and I, probably me, will pin one of them, you and I and are not a team and you and I are definitely never discussing this once it's over, no attending eachouthet matches, no helping eahcouther if we get attacked. We simply win the belts then leave got it"

I nod my head, still smiling though he'll be in for a nasty shock when he realisees in not scared of him.

"And for the hardest one, don't under any circumstances fall in love with me"

He sticks his hand out to shake. Who the hell dose he think he his, however the rules will keep my social barricage up and only leads for benefits for both of us. I smile sarcasticly and have his hand firmly befor leaving the ring, holding on to my belt tight as my entrance music plays. I look back at the ring to see Max looking back at me, I send him a wink

"See ya at Double or nothing!"

I shout at him, I cant help the smile and my face and it looks like be can't help his either.

[technowoah]

Forever Was a Long Time Ago

Where you and Clay find yourselves caught up in someone elses lies.

- ANON REQUESTED!

- FEM READER!

Prompts!

4) "I never fucking wanted this/that!"

16) "Stop bringing it up"

⚠︎ toxic relationship, swearing, mentions of sex (?), and horrible writing. I didn't proofread either

It was hard to not talk to him, but that was your decision at the moment. You didnt even tell him what was the matter, and you refused to until you found out your real feelings about where you lie. Right now you were mad, fuming, of course you were refusing to talk to him because he dosen't talk to you.

The reason why the distance between you and Clay grew further and further apart was that a stupid tweet from this girl. He knew what he wae doing too, it was like him to do this behind the scenes. It was a tweet that showed him at a dinner table with another person other than you across the table from him. At least they had the decency to exclude his face from the frame, but the hands, and clothes were something you were all used to. The tweet continued on and on, and you believed every word.

He knew what he was doing. He did this often, because jealousy was a big thing in your relationship. You can admit it isnt all just him too, it was a possesive relationship. It wasn't healthy at all and you knew it. Your friends and family knew too, but you two always found yourself in his arms.

Clay liked to toy with you, but this was taking it too far. You ended up messaging the creator of the tweet and they said that everything was true and they went into extreme detail too. They even brought up screenshots of messages that you would deem fake. If it wasn't for your rage right, you would've debunked that right away.

Wallowing in your anger was a common thing for both of you in the relationship. The first time this happend was at a small party Clay invited you to. He ended up flirting and paying all of his attention to another person just to get you jealous. It started off innocent to make something more out of nothing, but became worse with time. You started to do the same to him and vice versa, it became a habit more than a thing to make eachother horny for a night.

The jealousy thing became more of a guilty pleasure, and the guilty pleasure became cheating. For you two it was okay because you two were going back to eachother, it was okay until now. Now a person was rubbing it in your face, usually it was a quick night without eachother, ignoring one another for a week and then getting back together until the cycle completes again.

It was emotionally tiring but you couldn't break out of it, maybe this was a sign to stop.

Today marks a week and a half with no contact with Clay. You had locked yourself up in your home today, you couldn't bother to do anything productive today. It was just one of those days, and it was a day where you wondered if Clay would text or call you. You shamelessly watched his livestreams, you missed his voice, his touch, his whole being. You wondered if his friends were saying the same stuff about you your friends were saying about him.

You were a puppet. You fell everytime his hands weren't pulling the strings and right now you wouldn't be under his control. You refused this time.

Speaking of the devil, your phone chimed signaling that you have received a message. You had opened it and it was one of many extremely vauge texts from Clay.

( Clay )

Im coming over now

[read]

Not bothering to text back, you continued to pay attention to something else. You were ready to confrony him and put an end to this.

It was a few minuted before you heard the lock on your door being unlocked and a voice calling for you.

"You home?!"

"In the living room!"

He reached the living room and sat in a smaller chair to your right. You two sat in silence until you worked up to courage to speak.

"Why are you here?" You asked him breaking the silence.

"Why did you let me in here?" Clay retorted.

"I mean, it's not like you just invited yourself in. You had to have something to say."

"Not necessarily, can I just visit my girl?" Clay leaned back into his seat.

"Yeah you can, but I wouldn't consider myself your girlfriend." You sat up and croseed your arms. Your phone was to your side waiting to show him the evidence.

"Really? What is this, the 5th time you've said that?" Clay rolled his eyes in response.

"You've done the same thing more time than I could count. You have no right to talk."

"I have absolutely every right." Clay smirked. He knew he was getting under your skin.

"So, Why did you go out with that girl?" You asked bluntly.

"Why wouldn't I? I mean it isnt a big deal we're here now."

"To me it is a big deal!"

"It never fucking was before when you were seeing another guy!" Clay yelled sitting up.

"I never fucking wanted this?! I never wanted to see you with a different guy, but here we are!"

"I didn't fucking start this whole cheating rabbit hole thing!" You flared your arms.

"What I saw was that you were talking with that girl for a while! It was months."

"What?!"

You had brought out your phone and pulled up the messages and extended your arm to give him your phone to read. He had taken the phone out of your hand with a confused face on his face. You waited while he scrolled through text messages while an emotion you couldn't read was on his face.

"Would you be mad if I said it was all true?" Clay had this look of caution on his face.

"YES! I fucking would!" You exclaimed in disbelief.

"I still dont know why?"

You stood up wanting to let off some steam. "This is what we do! Dont you see?! We keep going in circles. I go out with a man, and you get mad. You go out with a girl and I get mad, we come back together, but a whole month?!"

"Does it matter?!" Clay stood up too.

"Yes!"

"Remember when-"

"No! We're talking about YOU right now and how this little fling started a month ago. If you loved her that much stay!"

"Remember when you spent two nights over that boys house and-"

"Stop bringing it up!" You interrupted him.

"Then you stop trying to act like you're a saint!"

Pausing for a moment you wanted to get out of this situation. Clearly this argument wasn't getting anywhere or heading to the right place, your body temperature was hot, you needed to clear your head.

You tried walking away, but Clay held you there. "I dont "love" her I never-!"

"You stayed consistent with her more than me!"

"Stop acting like you're such a angel! Acting like you haven't dont the same too!"

"Not for that long! Get that through your head!" You tried walking away again, but he had a grip on you wrist.

You glared at him, staring right into his eyes, his grip getting slightly tighter wanting to make you stay.

"Let me go."

He froze at that and stood still. After sll this time of you two being together, you have never said those words. They had multiple meanings at this moments. One being "let me go physically" and the other being "let me go so I can move on." You had meant both.

"You mean it?"

"What do you think I mean?" You asked, his grip on your wrist stayed there as you awaited his answer.

He paused for a moment and then he started to speak. "You want to leave this relationship. That's what I believe."

"Well. You are right. Clay I'm tired. You know that!"

His grip on your wrist loosened. He was giving you an opening to leave and you took it. You took that opening and when your hand left his you two were done with eachother. The confrontation was quick, it usually was like this, today you just wanted it to be over. You grabbed your keys and a coat from the coat rack needing some fresh air

"You need to leave my house by the time I get back. Okay?" You turned around to see Clay in the same spot you left him in. He nodded and you slipped on your shoes and left the house for the night.

The windows of your car were rolled down as you rode through the streets not having a destination in mind. It was clear to you, a weight lifted from your shoulders and a new opening was near, but you couldn't see it yet.

You could breathe now, nothing else mattered. You had stopped at a red light and you phone continued to light up. There was not that many drivers on the road at this hour, so you opened the phone to a string of messages.

( Clay )

She lied

I was trying to tell you, but you lashed out, but I understand

I'll focus on you I promise. I wont break promises anymore.

Come back

[read]

You sighed looking at the messages and a wave of guilt washed over you. You had found a place to turn your car around and drive back to your house where he was waiting for you against your wishes.

The circle was completed once more.

[kangaroosmile]

Finally back in your arms - Felix

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description: Felix and you were friends until he left to soon become member of Stray Kids. Now year later you can finally visit him and be in his arms again. As soon as you see him you remember why you always liked him more than just a best friend. But would he feel the same?

pairings: Lee Felix × gender neutral reader (I tried it at least)

genre: fluff, bestfriends to lovers

word count: 1.8k

warnings: non (please tell me should you recognise some)

A/N: Hello lovely people,

I'm a baby stay so please have mercy with me should there be something absolutely wrong. Please tell me if it happend.

English is not my first language. I'm sorry should there be some mistakes.

You can find more of my stories under Stray Kids Masterlist

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"Yes I'm nearly there", you mutter and turn left into the next street. 

"Sorry that I couldn't come and pick you up from the airport." You let out a small laugh.

"No problem, Lix." 

"Still. It would have been nice. We could have talked on the way home." You can hear voices in the background. 

"Are the others at the dorm too?"

"Yeah. Hyunjin is making dinner and the rest is chatting. Oh but Chan, Jisung and Bin are still struggling to finish some lyrics. Still mad that they don't want to share them jet." Again you start to laugh. You miss your best friend. It's been a few years since you saw each other face to face. 

But now after breaking up with your partner a few weeks ago you decided to visit Felix. At home everything just got too much for you. Mostly because your ex and you still lived in the same flat because your partner could find a new one. Hopefully after this trip your partner won't be here anymore. 

"Where are you?" Felix pulls you out of your thoughts. 

You pressed the bell. "That's you right? I must be you!" Felix is excited and so are you. 

"Open the door Lix", you tell him with a smile on your face. You can hear him cheering and not a second later the door is open. 

"I missed you so much", he mumbles against your shoulder. You hug him too and let yourself go for a minute. 

"I missed you too Lix." 

"Come in, it's getting cold!" You look up and see Minho. 

"Shut up and let them have their moment." You can't help but start to laugh at the comment of Hyunjin and smile at them. 

You break free of Felix and close the door behind you. Slowly the warmth is getting to you and you can't help but let you a small sigh. 

"I didn't expect it to be that cold. Why didn't you tell me?", you ask Felix and look at him. But he just smiles back at you. 

"Just tell me that you want a hoodie from me and a lot of hugs", he is teasing you. You can feel that your cheeks are getting hotter. 

"That's just what you want. Don't mix up our wishes", you counter and roll your eyes. That gets him laughing. His eyes light up and you can feel this warmth inside you that you didn't feel that strong since he left. 

"Dinners ready!" You can hear cheering from everywhere and must have looked overwhelmed because he pokes you in your side. 

"I promise you will learn how to live with it. But it takes a while." Again he smiles at you with his cutest smile.  

You hold back a little sigh and start to get out of you shoes and jacket. 

After that Felix pulls you with him into the kitchen. The other members are all already there and waiting for you two. Suddenly you feel all shy and cling on Felix's arm. 

"What are you doing?", he whispers but you are well aware that they can hear him. 

"Don't act innocent. You know I listen to your music and like you", you hiss and give him a death stare. You can hear some giggles and look away from him.

 

"Come in. Don't be afraid we will not bite you", says Chan and smiles at you. For a second you hold onto Felix arm but then let go and sit down at one of the two empty seats. 

"Not as long as you ask us", Jisung says, winking at you. Finally the tension inside you lifts up and you start to laugh. 

"Idiot" Felix murmurs as he walks past Jisung. But Jisung just grins and stays quiet. Felix falls down to the last free chair and leans against you. You wrap your arms around him. It feels good to have him right beside you again. You missed it more than you thought. 

Meanwhile everyone starts to eat and talk. But you are not really hungry. It also would mean that you have to stop hugging Felix. 

"Are you not eating anything?" 

"So you want me to stop hugging you?" You ask knowing that he will hate the idea. Felix let's out a low grumble that makes everyone laugh and you can't resist and smile. 

"He would rather die than give up a hug." 

"Minho, be quiet and eat!" Minho has a sly smile on his face but doesn't say anything. It's nice to see that they don't just act like that in front of cameras. They are all like brothers. It's cute. 

You get thrown back into reality as you feel chopsticks on your lips. You look down at them and then at the hand that holds them. 

"Open your mouth. You should eat." You let out a little sigh but then open your mouth. 

"You know, just because you are a bit older doesn't mean that you need to treat me like a baby." He is pouting at you. Without saying no more you eat the food in front of you. 

With wide eyes you look at Hyunjin while chewing. 

"It's amazing." He starts laughing and hides his face behind his hands. You hear a loud awww from the other band members. "Guess Lix isn't the five star michelin anymore", you joke and get an instant reaction. You never heard seven men laugh so loud and hard. It's crazy but you kinda like it. 

Slowly you meet Felix glance. He tries to look at you angry but you can clearly see that he is trying to hide a smile. 

"I hate you", he mutters and shakes his head. "They will never let that go. I'm gonna hear that forever." 

"Poor baby." You pad his cheek. "And you are lying. You love me, don't deny it." For a second something in his face shifts but then he just rolls his eyes. 

After that you just listen to them and eat with one hand because it's a bit annoying to wait until Felix gives you another bite. You still hold Felix and feel his hand on your back. It feels good and safe. You missed that feeling as hell. 

Soon after the food is finished Felix stands up and pulls you with him. 

"Excuse us." 

"Don't get too loud." 

"God Jisung I'm gonna kill you", Felix hissed, moving towards his friend but Minho stopped him. Even though he had a big smile on his lips too. 

Felix looks quite embarrassed but it's not like you two didn't hear such things in the past from your friends back home. 

Without saying anything you grab his hand. 

Together you walk to his shared bedroom. You stand there a bit odd in the middle of the room until Felix let's himself into his bed and opens his arms. 

Slowly you close the distance between you two and crawl into his arms. 

"I missed you so much. You can't even imagine", he whispers into your ear. 

"I can. Believe me. I missed you just as much", you reply and hug him even tighter. "It was so hard to let you go back then but I'm happy that you did it. Look at you now." He let's ut a deep giggle that makes your heart flutter.

"It was hard for me too. There were several times I really thought I was gonna give up. But I had the boys and the chance to always call you." 

"My Ex was quite jealous", you laugh and shake your head. "Well… you were and will always be my number one." 

"Don't say such things…" You hear his voice shake and slowly you look at him. 

"Why?" For a second he hides his face behind his free hand. 

"You're gonna kill me." 

"I won't. I would miss you way too much." You see him swallow hard. His eyes are flying through the room but can't get fix on something. "Come on. Don't be shy." 

"You should not say these things because…" for a moment he stops. "Because then new hope flames up. Hope that I tried to bury, when I left." 

"What kind of hope?", you whisper, hoping that he means that kind of hope you are thinking of. 

"It's sounding cliche but… Hope that you could feel more for me than just friendship", he finally opens up. You can't resist but start to giggle. Out of happiness of course. 

"You know, I actually always liked you a lot more than just a best friend. At first I didn't get it but later I understood it." He is staring at you with wide eyes. 

"You are joking." 

"I'm not, you idiot! I really liked you. And still like you but you know out of sight out of mind. I tried to ignore my feelings. Well that didn't go so well." Felix hugs you harder and then gives you the purest smile you have ever seen. 

"Good for me that it didn't work out well." You start to laugh and pad his cheek. 

"Yes, good for you. You idiot." 

"I could be your idiot…" Now you laugh even louder and nod. 

"Sure. Be my idiot." 

Suddenly he lets out a loud shout of joy, jumps out of his bed and runs into the living room. Seconds later you can hear the boys joining Felix. Giggling to yourself you stand up and follow Felix. 

You find him under the boys laughing and smiling from ear to ear. It's absolutely cute. 

"You are all so cute." These words are slipping out of your mouth faster than you can realise and soon all eight boys are looking at you. 

"But I hope I'm the cutest", says Felix totally out of breath. You do down on your knees and pinch into his cheeks. 

"Of course, the one and only." 

"I think I gonna throw up." Hyunjin is retching. You don't know what but it makes you laugh quite hard. 

"You are just jealous, Jinnie." Hyunjin starts gurgling and sticks out his tongue.

Slowly Felix pulls himself out and stands up next to you. You can feel how he shyly tries to grab your hand. Softly you take his hand and then smile at him. He returns it with the most innocent smile. 

"Can we now go back? I'm quite tired and just want to sleep", you mumble. 

"Sure." 

"Good night", you say to the other boys and wave your hand. 

Then you drag Felix with you back to his bed. 

"Can we hug again? I missed it so much." He gives you a short kiss on your cheek and then opens his arms. Together you fall onto his bed. 

"Good night." 

"Good night, Felix. I'm happy to finally be back in your arms."

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