#they should have handcuffed these two. I'm so mad.

[numbuh424]

I've been legally advised to keep my mouth shut. I will not say anything about these images. This is a normal post.

[wol-fica]

Brom. I just had the perfect idea for a oneshot but idk how to write it so I'm gonna ask you 💪

Ok, so Jenna x gp reader where she recorded us having sex one time and she was showing someone some pictures on her phone and she accidentally scrolled to that video 😭

gotchu bby @deep-fried-egg (ik this is old don’t remind me)

“And that is when Aliyah slipped face first into mud.” Jenna chuckled, showing the photo to her older sister.

“Damn I wish I could’ve gone hiking with you two, looks like you had a lot of fun.” Mya said, smiling at the photos her younger sister kept showing her.

“We would’ve been so chaotic.” Jenna replied, her mind wandering back to when she went on that trip with her younger sister.

While lost in thought, she completely forgot she was scrolling for more photos and accidentally stopped a few seconds too long on a video no one should have ever seen.

Jenna wasn’t one for watching porn or anything of the sort, but she won’t lie saying she doesn’t get horny missing you when she is across the country. So, she sat down with you and asked if she could take a few videos to keep her awake and alive whenever she is filming far away from home.

This was one of those videos, what you liked to label as a sex tape. Jenna were on her back, her hands handcuffed to the headboard behind her. With her arms up, her chest was on full display, breasts bouncing beautifully to each thrust from your hips. Farther down on the screen, her legs were spread wide open with you in between, your cock buried in her soft heat while you fucked her and stretched her thoroughly.

Jenna remembered that time like it was yesterday, because it was. After her day trip with Aliyah, she was exceedingly desperate for you, hence why she came home and asked you to film another video for her folder labeled away-from-home-collection. She remembered how you handled her, rough and straight to the chase when she politely asked you to rail her.

The video played for only 3 seconds, but that was enough for one to see the way your cock slid back and forth easily through Jenna’s cunt. How her abdomen muscles tensed when she came, and how your dick got covered with a new layer of her cum. One could also see how Jenna was being practically manhandled, her wrists cuffed, her legs forced open by you while you pounded into her. What a sight to see.

“Oh my god!” Jenna almost yelled, pressing her phone to her chest.

Mya looked aghast, eyes wide with disbelief while her stare followed the phone. The audio was still playing from the video, Jenna’s moans filling the now quiet kitchen. Jenna quickly shut her phone off, staring straight ahead in pure embarrassment.

“I’m sorry.” She whispered, clutching her phone like it was a bomb.

Silence.

Then a wolf whistle from her right.

Jenna snapped her head to her younger sister, gawking when she saw how she was laughing.

“Oooo Wee! I didn’t know you and Y/N filmed porn!” Aliyah yelled, cackling while clutching her stomach, “Is that your new genre? Can’t get enough of horror?”

“Aliyah.” Jenna said through her teeth, face flushed red.

“Maybe she had to take a step up from X.” Mya said from her left, causing Jenna to now look at her with the same gawked expression.

“Who’s the church mouse turned bad girl now?” Aliyah joked, laughing and slapping her knee at the reference.

“Good one Ali.” Mya quipped, sipping her drink daintily, “You already know Jenna has more of those vidoes.”

“Guys!” Jenna cried out, letting her head fall into her hands, “This is so embarrassing.”

“Nothing to be embarrassed about ReeRee.” Aliyah said, wiping tears from her eyes, “I’m sure Y/N is great in bed anyways.”

“You should’ve seen how big she is. Jenna is lucky.” Mya mumbled loudly enough for both girls to hear.

“Mya!” Jenna shouted, throwing her hands up in exasperation, “Cmon!”

“Don’t get mad at us, you pulled up the video.” The oldest sister said, smiling behind her wine glass.

“Bet it was in the away-from-home folder.” Aliyah snorted, giggling like a school girl.

Jenna groaned into her hands, a small smile on her face from her sisters laughter filling the room.

“I’m never going to show you anything on my phone again.” She said, stuffing it safely into her pocket.

What a story it will be to tell you when she gets home.

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[steddieas-shegoes]

For the lightning round: Steve and Robin end up in Mall Jail and call Eddie to come get them from the Very Serious Mall Cop. An hour later Wayne gets a call from Eddie asking him to come get all three of them out

"I cannot believe you two are in jail before I am."

Eddie looked at Steve and Robin, both handcuffed to the bench in the cell at the mall.

"What did you even do?"

"Nothing!"

"We were just standing up for someone and then Steve had to push someone away and here we are!" Robin exclaimed.

Eddie knew there was probably more to the story, but he also knew that if they were in trouble because they were protecting someone, they should be let go with no problem.

This wasn't real jail, after all.

"So, can they come home with me or do you need them for something else?" Eddie asked the mall cop.

"We have to wait until the other person confirms if they're pressing charges or not. If they do, we have to call the police," the mall cop's voice was monotone, bored like he was sick of doing this job.

"But if they were defending someone and themselves, they shouldn't get more than a warning," Eddie argued, trying to keep his tone polite.

"Sir, I'm just doing my job. If you argue, I'll cuff you too," the mall cop said as he looked up at Eddie.

"Cuff me for asking questions? Sounds like a lawsuit waiting to happen."

Looking back, this is where Eddie probably should have stopped.

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"Munson residence."

"Wayne. Can you please come get me and Steve and Robin at the mall?"

"Yeah, did your car break down? I told ya to get that oil changed three weeks ago, son."

"No. Um."

The phone crackled for a moment before Steve was suddenly on the phone.

"I can explain more when you get here, but we're being held in the cell in the mall. Can you please come get us?"

Wayne sighed, but started to stand up from his armchair.

"You all owe me dinner at the diner. Twice this week. Understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"Better be a good reason for all this."

"There is."

And when Wayne finds out that the reason Steve and Robin were held was because they were defending a mom from a creepy guy in a store, and that Eddie ended up held for asking a couple simple questions, he couldn't find it in himself to be mad.

He did still get them to buy him dinner twice that week, though.

[abbatoirablaze]

How To Get Away With Murder, Chapter 14

Word Count:  2.9k

Warnings: mentions of manipulation, cheating, emotional trauma, angst

"Mom?"

No one answered.

"TELL ME DAMMIT!"

Wes came walking down the stairs. When he saw me, his nostrils flared, “Cheyanne!”

“Wes…wh-what’s going on?”

"You know?" he asked, without hesitation.  I didn't answer him.  His head cocked to the side.  His mind was working in overtime as he tried to analyze me.  

"You know, don't you?" he said, without stopping. I nodded, following him out the door. He went straight to my car.

"Where are we going?"

"Your house."

I nodded as he got into my car, "How much do you know?"

"None of it. But you are going to tell me."

As I pulled out of my mother's driveway, I began, "Mom was pregnant with my little brother. It was 2005."

"Annalise had another kid?"

"No, sadly my little brother didn't make it," I sighed, "But that's a different story. You want to know how my mom knows you?"

"Yeah," he said, wringing his hands, "She won't tell me."

"Are you sure you want to know everything?"

"YES!"

I parked my car, but we weren't at my house. We were at the clinic, "My mom was working a case. Your mom was the star witness."

"What happened?"

The tears welled up in my eyes, "The person she was supposed to testify against threatened you guys, so she asked us to meet her at the park. I watched as his goons stared you and your mom down. My mom talked to them first. They were going to put a hit out on her...your mom was going to go into hiding, but Eve told her that if she didn't you both would be deported back to Haiti."

Wes' eyes widened, "How did you know?"

"Christophe, we know everything," I said, starting to cry, "The Mahoney case was going to destroy her if she testified...but my mom was going to ruin her life if she didn't. So that next day she arrived at the courthouse.  My mom thought she changed her mind.  But she didn't.  She left, and tried to run off with you.  When that didn't work, the following afternoon she called my mom over. Her and my mom argued. She told her that she would rather die than testify against them. That's when she pulled it out...and....and"

"AND!"

"Wes don't make me say it," I pleaded, crying even more. He and I were crying but he pushed me to say it, "She stabbed herself. Annalise saw it, but she didn't call 911. You came home, but it was too late when you called."

"No," he cried.

"Wes, I'm so sorry."

"That's how I got here," he cried.

I nodded, "mom had Frank keep tabs on you. And when she knew you were waitlisted, she pulled every string she had to with the college. You are here because it's what she knew she could do Wes. After my little brother died she looked at you as her son. Wes she's always looked after you."

"NO!" he screamed. He started thrashing around in my car, "No. NO! NO!"

"Wes, please," I pleaded, "If you don't stop I'll have to get the police from in there and they will throw you in the psych ward.

He didn't stop. I felt the car shaking so I unlocked my door, "I'm sorry Christophe."

I unlocked the door of my car and ran towards the clinic. I was holding my almost 4 month along baby bump. The nurse looked at me, "Please. My boyfriend. He's having a mental breakdown. I don't know what to do."

Two cops followed me where Wes was still raving mad. They kept attempting to get close to him, but he would lash out.

"Sir if you don't calm down we will taser you."

"NO," I screamed, jumping in front of the passenger side door. Wes looked at me, his movements slowing.

"Cheyanne?"

"They'll take care of you, Wes," I said, turning to him. I took his hands, "Please. You need this."

"Cheyanne, no."

"Please, just go peacefully Wes. I need you to do this!"

He shook his head but got out of the car. I got the police to put the tasers down, but then they handcuffed him. The backup they called for arrived and as they put his head down I could see that I never should have told him.

"I'm so sorry Wes," I cried, stepping closer to him.

"We're taking him to the psych ward honey, check on em there," the cop said trying to push me away from him.

"Why would you do this, Cheyanne?"

Laurel sat down on the couch with a drink she'd poured from the mini bar at Frank's house.

"So forget about her then, let's talk about us," Frank said, taking a few steps towards his girlfriend, "How you lied to me about Wes."

Laurel adjusted herself on his couch, and grabbed her glass with both hands, "I told Annalise; she didn't care." She tried to hide her anger by dragging her hand across her forehead.

"That's why you should have told me. I'm your boyfriend. I can help you."

"You're not my boyfriend!" she stated factually.

A look of confusion crossed Frank's face, "What?"

"Boyfriends don't lie to their girlfriends all the time."

"You're the one that just got caught lying."

She leaned against the arm rest, "You telling me you don't lie to me all the time?"

"Of course not."

"Another lie.” she said taking a sip of her drink.

"Okay? What's going on with you?"

"Nothing," she stated matter of fact, putting her drink on the coffee table, "Just tell me I'm wrong. That you don't lie to me on a daily basis about all the crap you do for Annalise."

Frank shifted awkwardly, refusing to meet her gaze.

"See," she said, "You can't. I can't do it anymore either."

"What's that mean?" he asked, finally looking her in the eyes.

"Wes shot Annalise, not me. She told him Rebecca was dead, so he shot her in the stomach because he wanted her dead. And I don't blame him. But somehow, she does. Even though this was all her idea, she blames him."

"Why are you telling me?"

"I don't know."

"That's not an answer."

"I'm sorry. But you don't tell me things either."

He bit his lip, "why do you keep saying that?"

Laurel stood up, "What if it's mostly bad things? That is what you said to me. And then you shut down. Meanwhile, all I've done since then, is think about it. All these terrible things you've done. I know you drugged Catherine and dumped her in the woods. So is there anything worse than that?"

He turned away from her. He couldn't possibly tell her everything he did. How he betrayed Annalise so long ago. How that's the reason her son isn't alive. How he killed Lila Stangard.. he went to rest himself on the kitchen island. Very few people knew all the things he did. Only one continued to love him through it...and even then, she wasn't the one sitting in front of him. She was at their house. Probably laying in their bed. With their child in her stomach. But here he was with Laurel.

"See," she cried, "You won't tell me. Maybe I shouldn't know, but I just can't keep doing this, you know? Falling for you, because I am. Not if I ever actually not get to know you."

They both stood and came to one another, right at the split between the kitchen and his living room. She stared eagerly into his eyes, as he knew what he was going to have to do. In that very moment he had to choose this time for real.

"So? It's better we stop. With everything that's going on it's just gotten too complicated. Right." She turned away and made her way to get her bag and jacket. Frank started to tear up, "I'll go."

"I killed Lila," he said, right as she reached the door. She turned back to face him. A look of disbelief crossing her face, “I killed Lila Stangard.  Not Rebecca.  Not Sam.  Not Annalise.  Me.”

He stood in front of her for what seemed like forever. She didn't move. Didn't make a noise. Finally, she took a few steps towards him.

"We spent all that time defending Rebecca. You sat in the courtroom with us...and after what we did with Sam, the only reason why any of that was okay was because he killed Lila...Sam. Not you," she replied.

He shook as he growled out, "It was me."

"Why? See, you can't say it because YOU'RE LYING. You didn't DO IT!"

"I did!”  he replied, not able to meet her eyes once more.

She rushed him, "Tell me why you did it? Was it because you knew Lila? BECAUSE YOU WERE SLEEPING WITH HER?"

"NO!"

"TELL ME WHY!"

"I had to…” he said, barely above a whisper.

"Why?" He looked for the right words, but nothing seemed to come together. The phone started ringing, "Don't you dare answer it."

"It's Annalise."

"I don't care," she spat. Then she took a moment to think, "oh my god. Was it for Annalise? Cause Annalise knew Sam got her pregnant...so she had you kill her?"

Frank reached out to her, "I'll explain, just hang on." He walked towards his landline that lay on the coffee table, "Sorry I was in the shower."

Bonnie was insisting that they all get to the house, but when Frank looked back, Laurel was gone. By the time he got to the house, everyone minus Laurel and Wes was there. They were trying to discuss what was going to happen.

After Phillip messaged Conner again, the kids were beginning to be hostile towards Annalise, Bonnie, Cheyanne, and Frank.

"Frank do me a favor, go home. Better yet, all of you. Come back in the morning and we'll have a plan."

Conner, Michaela, and Asher left, but Bonnie, Frank, and Cheyanne remained.

"Why isn't the puppy here?"

"I told Bonnie not to call him."

"Mom?"

Annalise looked at her daughter, "I gave him the file for the Mahoney case."

"The Mahoney case?" Bonnie asked.  

And for the first time ever, Annalise genuinely looked scared.

"Are you worried about her?"

"I said I don't want to talk about Laurel."

"I was talking about Chey," Bonnie said, downing a shot, "the look on your face tells me it wasn't Laurel you are thinking about."

"How did you know I was thinking about Cheyanne?"

"Please," Bonnie laughed, "I remember what it was like when you guys got back from the Mahoney case. Those secret glances you both thought you were getting away with. You get the same look every single time. Like a lovesick puppy.  You guys only had, what, a week, before she disappeared to New York?"

"I don't want to talk about her and I."

"Alright, well let's get out of here."

It was in the basement the following night when Frank managed to get Laurel alone. He pled his case to her. Told her how he loved her, and that no one else knew that, and he wanted to be with her.

Bonnie listened in upstairs as Laurel told him that she didn't love him back. She told him all about how she couldn't deal with the bad things that he'd done, because the man she wanted to love wasn't a murderer.

Meanwhile, Annalise decided that she was going to swallow her pride and talk to Wes. She was going to admit everything that happened in 2005. She wrote a note and slid it under his apartment door. When she saw the floorboards creak and the note disappeared, she opened the door. The apartment seemed empty. There was no one in the kitchen, and the main room was devoid of anyone. Her cell phone rang and Eve was calling her. She let her know Wes was at her place.

"Call 911," she demanded, "I'm at Wes' apartment."

That's when everything changed. Annalise got scared. Phillip was there. He reached out from beneath the bed and grabbed her leg. She screamed, kicked, and scratched until she finally had a shot of her face. She punched him in the jaw and ran to the door. She ran to her car and locked the doors. Phillip came running out of the apartment and down the street. Annalise didn't move until the police got there and went to her car. Eve and Wes ended up bringing her back to the house. ADA Denver called and insisted the following day that they would need to bring in Wes, Conner, Michaela, and Laurel for questioning about the video from the laptop.

"Mom, I'm going to take Eve back to the airport…" Cheyanne told Annalise as she walked into her office.

"You aren't going alone. Take Frank."

"Mom?"

"FRANK," Annalise yelled from her office. Frank popped in and frowned when he saw Eve and Cheyanne, "Cheyanne is going to drop Eve off at the airport but I want you to go with her so that she's not alone coming back."

"Alright," he nodded, "You guys ready to go?"

They ended up in Frank's car as he did all the driving. Cheyanne sat in the back seat with one of her moms and she tried to convince her to come to New York with her.

"The baby will love it, and I know you'd be safe. 24 hour doorman and security. I'm trying to convince your mom too," Eve smiled, “what do you say?”

"Don't I get a say in this?"

Both women looked at Frank, before Cheyanne spoke, "You've got your girlfriend to worry about."

"Cheyanne," Eve said in a stern voice, "Don't be rude to him, he's the father of your children. Of my grandchildren."

Frank looked in the rear-view and saw Cheyanne wave her mother off.

When they got to the airport Frank and Cheyanne both got out and hugged Eve goodbye, "I'll send you pictures from the appointment tomorrow."

"Tell Carl I said thank you for babysitting Julie."  

Eve smiled and kissed her daughter one more time before taking her carry on and heading in to catch her plane. Cheyanne and Frank got into the car.

"There's an appointment tomorrow?" he asked. Cheyanne nodded. It was going to be her four-month check up.

"Yeah," she said shortly, "I'll get more sonogram pictures."

"Can I come along?"

There was a very pregnant silence in the car.

"I think it could be cool to hear my kids heartbeat you know. Make sure the little bambino is doing alright.  Please?  I got to hear Julie's heartbeat."

"Yeah."

"I can come?"

Cheyanne nodded, "I'll meet you at the mansion tomorrow. Everyone else will be at the ADA's office so we won't miss anything. The following day, Laurel, Wes, Michaela, and Conner all went to Denver's office. Bonnie went along as a representative force.

Frank and Cheyanne headed off to the OB.

It was awkward for Frank walking into the office. Here he was, living out something he'd thought of a million times when she was pregnant with Julie.  Only this time, he was allowed to be the excited father.  He was holding Cheyanne's hand, and they were waiting in the office. He was going to hear everything about his baby.

"Cheyanne Harkness." the girl called. She stood up, excitedly and grabbed Frank's hand. For a moment he let himself forget about everything on the outside world. They went into the farthest room and sat down. The nurse closed the door behind them.

"What happens next?"

"Cheyanne?" the doctor knocked. Frank stood up, but Cheyanne grabbed his arm, "Oh and is the infamous Frank?"

Cheyanne laughed and pulled Frank to her. His first reaction was to bend down and kiss her. She smiled and rubbed his arm, "Yeah, this is him."

"Well nice to meet you Frank," she said holding out her hand, "I'm Danielle. Cheyanne has told me so much about you."

"Only the good stuff," he laughed, "I hope."

"Only the good stuff," she repeated with a laugh. Then, she gestured to Cheyanne, "Alright, how's baby Delfino doing today?"

"Doing good. Kicks a lot." Cheyanne said, lifting her shirt so the tiny bump was visible to the doctor.

"Alright, good placement," she said, observing her abdomen. She lightly placed her hands to see if she could feel any movement, "Do you know around when the baby is primarily active?"

"Here and there," she replied, "Honestly, the baby keeps me up most nights."

"They do that!" the doctor admitted, pulling her hands away.

"Is that bad?" Frank asked.

"No," the doctor smiled, "The baby doesn't have a set schedule yet, as far as knowing when it's day or nighttime. So sometimes they are more active at night, because the mother isn't moving around as much. Who's ready to see how the baby looks?"

Frank looked at Cheyanne who smiled. The doctor put some gel on her stomach and turned the machine on. The first thing Frank heard was a strong heartbeat. His grin got wide as he looked at Cheyanne again. He couldn't believe that he was there. It all became real to him in that moment. He was going to have another kid.  

"Alright," the doctor smiled, "Frank, Cheyanne...say hello to baby Delfino."

Cheyanne reached over and grabbed Frank's hand.

"It's a little early to be definitive, but I can make a pretty good guess at what you two are having if you are interested in knowing."

"Really?" Frank asked, with wide eyes.

"Yeah. Are you two interested in knowing?"

"YES," Cheyanne squealed. The doctor looked at Frank and he grinned.

"Congratulations, you are having a baby boy."

Chapter 15

[ashstatic]

You are very confused, why is this happening. "Hey, close the door! I am not sure what's going on but don't let the cat out."

You are pushed past the swat team as you're shoved into an unmarked windowless van. You land on your side. With your arms handcuffed behind you unable to brace for the fall. One of their radio crackles and you think you hear "not-activated." "Good" they reply into the walkie with pure rage staring you down. Do they know what that word means?

Two people in neon yellow hazmat suits join you in the back. The tiny window to the front shuts. "Hey should I be wearing those?" You ask as you point to them with your elbow.

They both laugh. "We're wearing them because of you."

The van starts moving. What is it you're supposed to say? "I require an attorney. Or I mean, I refuse to speak without an attorney present."

The biohazard suits look at each other and laugh again. Your confusion is comedy hour for these two apparently. "You gotta be a person for rights." What does that mean?

The suit on the left pulls out a binder and pen, flipping through some pages. "How long have you lived at 768 Sycamore drive."

"Well I mean, I grew up here but moved in last year after my mom passed. Was planning on selling it, but, I can't. Do you want total time or most recent?"

"Both." Says the person on the right. You can feel them staring at you with intensity even though you can't see through the mask.

"Till I was 17 and then this past year. So 18 total. What does that have to do with why I'm in a van?" The van goes over some bumps and you try to brace yourself as best you can.

Biohazard binder person checks off a few boxes. The other one leans over and points. "Really that one too?" They say. And the other nods.

"What do you like to do for fun?"

Now it's your turn to laugh. More out of stress and panic. "Are you trying to see who I'm compatible with for a date? I'm not sure either of you are my type frankly." You lean back and look to the side at if there was a window and not a metal door to look at. Why did you say that? You're not that cool or fearless. They both stiffen up and more boxes are checked.

One of them bangs on the partition and the driver opens the frame. "What do you want?"

"Go to the bunker. Sample #73 isn't activated now but..." They pause and look your way. "But, by our accounts and what we found at the house, they were recently."

"Shit." The driver says. The panel slams and you feel the trucks speed increase.

"How could I possibly have told you anything about myself. This is ridiculous. I have rights you know." You're now mad. Their body language changes to guarded. You're still cuffed so why are they scared.

Nothing else is spoken. It feels like a good hour has gone by before the van starts slowing down. Another five minutes before you come to a halt.

The driver opens the window. "We're here." The sound of relief from the biohazard suits is audible.

The doors open and you are not outside. You're in a garage or warehouse. The stark overhead lighting hurts. Someone comes running up in a lab coat. You notice, they are wearing a full face mask that obscures all features. In fact , everyone is wearing these masks. "Dr.Ellis." one of the suits says as they hop out of the van.

"Oh get them out of those cuffs" she says. She is wearing thick rubber gloves but helps you out of the van. She takes off your handcuffs. You rub your wrists and stretch your shoulder. You didn't realize how uncomfortable and stiff you got.

"This way." She says and starts walking down the hallway. Why not, you think. At least you're not cuffed. "Let's go to the break room down the hall, I know the vending machine was your favorite."

"I am grateful for you getting me out of those cuffs. Dr. Ellis was it. But I've never been here before. You have me mistaken. "

"Is that so." She says as you both walk into a stuffy room. Tile floor. Plastic table and chairs. The pot of old coffee scents the room. She gestures to a seat and you sit down. She takes a paper cup and fills it from the water cooler as large bubbles go gougg glugg glugg. She pushes the cup towards you as she sits down. "You must be thirsty."

In fact, you are very thirsty. The drive wasn't that long but you feel parched. You chug the cup in one breath and crush the paper cup. Why did you crush the paper cup?

"That's better." She says and takes off her mask and gloves. "I hate wearing these but I can't have you stealing my life. We've missed you 73."

"My name's....My name's not 73, it's..." Why don't you know your own name. "How come you aren't having any water."

"73, that's not water. You know that."

You look at the cup again, but it's not the cup that is interesting. Interesting isn't the right word. You are horrified and panicked. You no longer have fingers, hands or even an arm, but the end of bright red translucent tubes connected to your body. You know it's more than your arms but are afraid to pull up your shirt or demand a mirror to verify.

"We have missed you for ages you know." She says while leaning back in the chair looking you up and down.

"We've never met." You might not know what's going on, but you know...what do you know? Things are slipping from your memory.

Her voice is sympathetic. "It'll come to you. Don't fight it. You have been shifting for years. Lucky for us you shifted into this poor fool named Brian."

She picks up a box with the DNA test you just mailed. As in mailed in an hour ago. "Stealing things from post office boxes is illegal you know." Sure it was a petty thing to say but you were kidnapped by the government and are now red goo. Snark is all you got.

"Brian was people pleasing, small, and meek according to his coworkers and neighbors. 73, don't pretend that's not you." She smiles wide. "I don't even remember the name of the intern, tech, some doey eyed college student that suggested we make these kits. Make a fake company. They were right, some victims would fall for it. It seems your Brian was one of those fools. But that's not what got you. You got sloppy."

She stands up and throws out the box. "You didn't look for stuff to destroy before you shifted to stop you from doing anything stupid? Before you lost yourself in the initial merge? Before you could be 73 and Brian? I bet his body isn't even cold."

Feelings flood through you before memories can make sense of them. Feelings of pride, cheering your daughter on at soccer practice. Nervousness before presenting at your highschool reunion. Frustration from having to run again, you liked being whoever you were before Brian. You are mad. You were careful. You were free. You haven't seen this place since you were a child and you hoped to never see it again.

"We'll take better care not to let you skip away if we let you out for field deployment again." She says it as a fact, a promise, a threat.

You want to make threats. Threats about how you'll escape and move somewhere they will never think to look. Threats about how you will destroy everyone they love once they think they're safe. But you don't make threats. The sooner they think they broke you, the sooner they'll trust you to do their dirty work again. Dirty work which requires you to operate alone. And that's when you'll finally be free.

You tried an online ancestral DNA test just for fun. To your surprise, just after an hour, the FBI broke into your house and arrested you.

[amirajones]

The Princess and the runaway Princess pt. 14

"Ami what happened?" Snow said as she comforted me

"I'm such a fool." Amira said as Snow led me to her couch and I explained everything.

I don't think anyone knew what I was going through. Who could know the measures of fighting with the first love of the man you were in love with? Snow comforted me till the point of I fell asleep from crying so much.

"everything will work out Ami. Till then you stay here." Snow said

I slept for a few hours then when I woke up. Snow made sure I ate of course more healthy as I sat with her. David was there too so they both more or less comforted me about everything would work out. I'd been there a few hours before there was a knock on the door. Snow went over to the door answering it.

"Hello Snow, where's Amira?" Killian said as he looked past her towards the table.

My eyes met with him, he looked really bad. Blood dripping from his mouth and the side of his head. I wanted to say something but then at the same time I didn't.

"she's not going with you hook. She's my sister, my baby sister and I think you two need space." Snow said in a firm tone.

"I know what's best for her Snow. When your father died she left with me. She chose me over staying with you." Killian said

My worst fears came to light, my sister and my lover fighting over what's best for me. Both meant well but i didn't want to be near him right now. Thinking that he moved on with me only to know Milah was there in his mind.

"Enough. Can't you both see this is stressful for her? Hook if you mean well than give Amira time." David said

That seemed to click as I watched him walk away and then my sister closed the door. David was right it was stressful because both thought I didn't need the other but I need both of them. I don't want to have to choose between my sister and my lover. Still that might I stayed with Snow,David and Emma not really comfortable and even when lights were out I couldn't sleep.

'I wish he considered the truth. I need both of them but he thinks i just need him. I'm not her, i chose to leave for my own reasons.' Amira thought

Somehow I did end up falling asleep. By morning though I heard my sister say he was in the hospital and I insisted on going over there. When we got there I went in and got the room number heading to see him. He was in one of the hospital gowns and pretty banged up as I walked over to his beside. Tears streaming down my cheeks from my eyes. The handcuff on his wrist got under my skin easily.

"Emma did that?" Amira asked

Killian opened his eyes looking at me. "You're crying luv. Don't worry about this I'll get it off."

I wiped my eyes "you idiot! You got hit by a car with cracked ribs." Amira said

"I'm alive and not dead just as promised." Killian said and smirked even in pain "so we're talking now"

"I'm still upset with you but I had to see you after hearing you got hit by a car." Amira said as I folded my arms

"even so you're cute when your mad." Killian said "your niece interrogated me for information on Cora."

How he could say all this knowing yesterday I wouldn't even talk to him after what happened on the ship. I'd heard about Belle and I was sure I could work my way in getting close to her. I had a feeling the baby had reason to do with my change of heart today.

"what were you talking to that cricket about?" Killian asked smiling "please luv humor me."

"I was considering names for the baby. I had an idea on if it's a boy." Amira said

Killian raised an eyebrow at me part of why I liked him. "what name if it's a boy?" Killian asked

"I think we should name the baby after your brother if it's a boy." Amira said "Archie thought it was a good idea."

His hand that was handcuffed to the hospital chair held my hand "I like it luv."

After spending time with him I went to see Belle. I was cautious walking in seeing she didn't recognise me at all.

"I'm sorry do I know you?" Belle asked

"yeah. I'm Selena, you and I were friends before your accident." Amira said

"I'm sorry I don't remember you." Belle said and noticed about me. "your pregnant."

"yes. In a few months I'll be having my baby." Amira said

"I see. Congratulations." Belle said

Belle and I talked about what she knew. It was brief since I couldn't talk to her about anything in the past. I had to go though and finding out there was more danger didn't help.

"ok this is too much." Amira said

"I agree luv." Killian said and as I looked back seeing Killian with the handcuff undone hanging and a plate of Jello in hand. "by the way what is this?"

"your not discharged. Get back to bed." Amira said

"it's Jello. You eat it." Snow said

I went home with my sister later relaxing. We were visited by gold who by the way I wish had stayed away, turns out he cashed in his favor with Emma.

"your going to help me find my son." Good said to Emma "you do honor your deals."

"yes." Emma said

"Good." Gold said

Gold went to leave but then he turned to everyone pointing to all of us. "if anything happens to Belle while I'm gone. I'll kill all of you." Gold said as he pointed to me "starting with you Amira White. You're important to that Captain of yours."

I didn't like that but he left as Emma started preparing for the whole trip. I helped Henry with previously helping before doing what I could do. Henry smiled when he was fully packed and I hugged him.

"be careful Henry." Amira said

"of course. Are you and the Captain making up?" Henry asked

"if it's meant to be we'll get through this. It's not the first time I've been upset with him and it won't be the last." Amira said

When it came time and Gold came back Emma insisted Henry to go with Cora about. Gold seemed sentimental about it saying they had to buy another ticket. I stayed out of sight. Later Regina visited but it wasn't exactly a good visit though I was glad Snow apologized to Regina.

I saw Snow after Regina left getting ready to go. I wondered what she was up to. She walked over to me, getting a cost for me to wear.

"we need to know where the ship is and who best than your captain." Snow said and I wondered how she'd manage but I knew he'd get out anyway. "with you he'll be more cooperative"

It wasn't much longer we were all walking. I noticed he was holding himself grunting as we walked. I felt bad for him with fractured ribs but that was on him since he wasn't giving up on his revenge.

"you didn't ask me about my recovery." Killian said

"how are you feeling, hook?" Snow asked as I more watched looking at him. I would of asked but then he came back with a remark I not David found found funny.

"come closer and feel for yourself." Killian said as David pushed him. "you wanna lose the other hand? Where's the ship?"

Killian looked at me motioning towards the ship. "the only other person who knows where my ship is would be Selena." Killian said

"Come on. Archie told us. It's shielded somehow. Isn't it...mate?" David said looking between me and Killian

"Aye. That it is." Killian said and looked at me "Selena lead your sister and her Prince to the ship, luv."

I wasn't sure why he insisted I showed them. Maybe it was a way of fully getting back in my good graces after everything. I led the way with my hands in my pocket. Killian walked beside me and behind us was Grumpy or Leroy who accompanied.

"Nothing funny Pirate. I'm watching you." Leroy said

Killian laughed "yes, Dwarf. That should deter me from any Malfeasance." Killian said

"oh, don't worry Leroy. He'll help us." Snow said

I had to laugh a bit as we stopped hearing my sister. She was so confident but I could read Killian, this wasn't about Cora or his revenge right now.

"what makes you so sure?" Killian asked looking at Snow

"Because you're a pirate. You know which way the wind blows, and right now it is gusting towards us." Snow said looking at Killian then she briefly looked at me the one who hasn't said a word "you also want my sister to forgive you."

"oh I see where your sister learned some things from. Selena lead the way." Killian said

We were on the pier but I smiled walking up the hidden stairs and leading the way. Killian was behind me followed by Snow, David and Leroy. Snow was amazed and I smiled admiring the work of the ship.

"you sailed this ship from our land. Can you sail it back?" Leroy asked as Killian walked up toward the helm.

Killian sighed "my ship? She's a marvel. Made from Enchanted wood. We weathered many storm together, seen many strange,glittering shores." Killian said "but to travel between lands, she must go through a portal."

Snow watched between me and Killian walking over to me. "this ship holds memories for you." Snow said

"it does. I'd come up at night watch as the men slept the beautiful sea so peaceful and Killian at the helm." Amira said as she took her sister below deck showing her and leading her to a door. "this is my cabin." Amira said opening the door and Snow looked in seeing it wasn't luxurious but easy.

"so you liked living in non luxury?" Snow asked

"it was manageable. Not many responsibilities. This was my safe area for a while avoiding Killian." Amira said

"your safe area? He won't enter the room." Snow said

"yeah. Came in handy before I changed my mind. Mostly we kept our relationship secret from the crew, in fact they still don't know they're right just assume it. Sneaking around the ship keeping things private in his quarters was nice." Amira said as I rubbed my stomach smiling knowing it led me to where I was. We soon went back up and I was in shock when I felt movement.

"luv something wrong?" Killian asked approaching me and I placed a hand on my stomach feeling a kick. "Everything is fine. Just a kick." Amira said as I looked at him seeing him smile.

"so Cora's main plan is over here." Killian said as he went over revealing a cage and inside someone sleeping. Snow and I went over to check it out and Killian kept me back some.

"who's that?" Snow asked

"It's the Giant. The one I got the compass from" Amira said and looked at Killian "why did Cora bring him here?"

"whatever she intends to do with him it's important." Killian said

"I think you know what she's planning." David said

"really? Why don't you have Selena torture it out of me." Killian said and looked at me "which could be fun for both of us."

I knew the man well to know even pregnant he didn't seem to mind my somewhat extra weight. Still David didn't like it and was willing to fight him but Killian handed over the key letting snow aake the Giant. Leading me down from the helm as they did so.

"Hey are you ok? What's your name?" Snow asked him as he got out of the cage.

"Anton." Anton said and looked around "where's that witch?"

"she's gone." Snow said

Anton looked at himself "what did she do? She made me small." Anton said

I was gonna walk over but Killian kept me back which I didn't understand why. I knew he meant well but I spared Anton. Still I considered there was more than Killian led on with Cora's plan though once Anton seen David he got very angry. Soon he ran off since Killian pretty much concealed me from his sight.

"Hook keep my sister safe. You seem to know how to do that." Snow said

"trust and believe there is only two things I risk my life for. Love and Revenge." Killian said to Snow

Snow and David went to figure out a plan with leroy. Killian seemed to be thinking about everything.

"stay here luv." Killian said as he went off the ship walking to an area.

I sat there waiting but I knew he was reporting to Cora so before he returned I walked away from the ship. No one controlled me and I was hungry so I wasn't waiting for him to get done with Cora. Halfway to the diner he caught up to me.

"I told you to wait on the ship." Killian said

"I couldn't wait. Besides we need to talk." Amira said looking at him "it involves the dark one."

He only looked at me as we walked.

[inlovewithalotoffandoms]

Imagine.........................Doing a being handcuffed together for 24 hours challenge with the Ranger Gang and you get handcuffed to your crush Javi Garcia (Power Rangers Dino Fury).

A/N: I enjoyed writing this one. I can really imagine this happening. Anyway happy reading.

Key: A/N= Authors Note, Y/N= Your Name and Y/S/N= Yours and Javis ship name.

Zayto: Hey guys.

No-one: ........

Zayto: Wow. Great mood everybody.

You, Javi, Aiyon, Amelia, Izzy and Ollie where sleeping. You were all tired because you just did a 24 hour overnight challenge at BuzzBlast. One thing you should know about you and the gang is that you all love doing 24 hour challenges like; eat things in only one colour, Dating your best friend, Married to your best friend, Saying yes, Living in a tent. Any 24 hour challenges you can think of you'd do it. Accept the 24 hours without electronics. You guys tried that one, but all failed to live without your phones and computers for a day. Zayto found a new challenge 'Handcuffed to your best friend for 24 hours'. So here's were your life gets interesting. You just so happend to be the closest with Javi out of the rest of the guys. And of course you, Izzy, Amelia and Solon are best friends and they know you have a crush on Javi. They told Zayto and the rest of the guys when you and Javi weren't around. Zayto went find a challenge which would hopefully get the two of you to kiss or confess that you like each other.

Javi: So, how dose this even work?

You and the rest of the Ranger Gang looked at him.

Javi: What?! I mean we have never done this one before so.

Everyone just shrugged.

Zayto: Okay. We are all gonna be handcuffed to each other, so girls you get to chose witch one of us you are gonna be handcuffed to for the entire day.

Amelia: I pick Ollie.

Izzy: I pick Aiyon.

Solon came into the room, which gave you and the gang a fright.

Solon: I'll be with Zayto then.

All of you: AHhhh.

You were all relieved when you just saw that it was Solon.

Zayto: Then that just leaves Y/N and Javi.

Your thoughts: oh no, no, no, no, no, de no, no, no.

Javis thoughts: Gosh, okay. Hopefully I don't embarrass myself.

The two of you got snapped back to reality with the sound of the handcuffs being placed on your hands.

Izzy: So what do we do now?

Ollie: We do whatever we want, and meet back a Dino Hinge at the end of the day.

Everyone nodded.

Aiyon: Yes! This is gonna be so much fun.

Aiyon was so exited about this but didn't notice that he accidentally tugged on Izzys hand.

Izzy: OWW! Aiyon.

Aiyon bit his lips.

Aiyon: Sorry. (He says like Chapa does in Danger Force.)

Time Skip brought to you by Javi and all of his instruments.

You: Javi, stop stepping on my toe.

Javi: I'm not on your toe Y/N.

You kicked his leg and started laughing. Javi now realised why you did that and decided to get revenge. He tackled you on the ground so that he was on top of you.

You: Ahhhh. Javi.

Javi: What? I just got some revenge that's all.

He smirked at you.

You: Oh, yeah? Well we're very close aren't we?

He got off of you so you could sit up.

Javi: Y/N, I........I.

You: What?

Javi didn't say anything all did was lean in and kissed you. You were surprised that he'd mad a move but you kissed back. Once you pull away you looked at him and smiled like crazy.

Javi: You're cute. You know that?

You: Am not.

Javi: Are too.

You: Am not.

Javi: Are too.

You: Am not.

Javi: Are too.

You: Am not.

Javi: Are too.

You: Are not.

Javi: Are not.

You: Are too.

You realised what he had done and punched him lightly on the chest.

You: You're a jerk.

Javi: But you love me right?

You: Yes I do.

Javi: Wouldn't you say this challenge was a success?

You: I guess it was.

Javi smirked at you and kissed you again.

Amelia, Izzy, Solon, Zayto, Aiyon and Ollie: Yes Y/S/N, for life.

That challenge had to be the best 24 hour challenge the the gang has ever done.

[katierosefun]

Do you ever think about how there's literally No Way there aren't some important as hell missing scenes in beyond evil? Like dsjw scenes end in such a phenomenal point and it just cuts to some time later like hello???? What happened to my boy on the ground under the rain??? What happened after that mourning hug after chief nam died????

Like take the "I will go to hell" scene as an example, dongsik has just learned about the real murderer of his twin sister, he's mad as hell and wants to kill him, there's also this fool kneeling in front of him talking about doing it all himself instead of him, said fool probably walked all the way there under the rain too. Dongsik, a man of many traumas and with concerning talent in compartmentalizing his emotions and experiences... I'm just thinking he'll prioritize the lowkey mental breakdown juwon is having over this new information. Like it's such a logical turn of events when you consider who these characters are and how they behave, there's literally no way he'll just let jw go on his merry little way after that whole thing.

I think the same about how things would develop after chief nam's death. Idk if ds would be able to get over it that fast but I think he would still try to be the more "functioning" one. Juwon would probably be a mess cause he was the first to get there, I can't imagine clearly what would happen after that scene but, the fact I know for sure they can't just part ways still haunts me. Juwon probably needs some medical attention to tbh he just got out of cold as hell water in winter.

OR, the scene where han kiwan publicly states on tv that he's gonna punish juwon for his irresponsible behavior and basically kicks him out, and dsjw are as always together when they see it and donsik just Looks at juwon like, well, it seems like manyang might adopt him anyway. There gotta be some type of convo after that.

I'm not gonna talk about the handcuffing scene at the end cause hhhhhhhhh

I'm sorry but I'm going feral thinking about these, there's no way they just part ways after scenes like that.

Also just this little detail of dongsik being so good at compartmentalizing stuff while juwon having literally zero talent in it, it tells me something about them. Idk what it tells me, but it's something.

aaaaah yes! i always do think so much about the scene cutaways, and i think a lot of it might have to do with giving joo won and dong sik some kind of privacy/letting the fans think what they think based off the trajectory of the scenes. (i do know that according to the original korean script, there's a note that dong sik apparently let joo won stay at one of his houses after that rain scene. which. which makes me feel so much.)

but to answer the second part of your question, i think dong sik is someone who has just always been a caretaker/someone who's better at looking after others over himself. like, we see time and time again that dong sik will witness/discover something that's awful and objectively should have shattered whatever bit of his sanity he had left, but there's something to be said about people with trauma/ptsd in general are usually already steeling themselves for the next terrible, horrible thing. their brains and bodies can sometimes jump right into survival mode (a part of the human body trying to protect themselves)--and i think as such, dong sik could probably very easily jump right into that mode.

as for joo won vs dong sik and their ways of compartmentalizing things: i think part of it is just who they are/their personalities, but also it was based off a lot of their experiences as a person. for dong sik, he had to go through literally punch after punch of a traumatic incident: his sister disappearing, being beat up by the police, his father dying, his mother going insane . . . all in the span of i think a year or two. if dong sik completely fell apart then, he would have never survived. because of the trajectory of his kind of experiences, he had to learn how to look at these terrible events and pack them away, at least for the time being.

in the case of joo won, though, i think for him, it was all about repression. he barely knew his mom (according to the script book, she was always away at some kind of institution, i think hawaii . . . and if we know anything about those kinds of institutions back in the early 2000s, i'm assuming they probably weren't the best, even if they were expensive), and when he did finally see his mom, she was either drunk or just simply out of it. that, combined with han ki hwan's a+ parenting . . . and then how joo won witnessed his mom (a still drunk, crying mess who screamed even as she was being dragged out of the house) . . . i think starting from then, even as a kid, he must have learned something about how that kind of "imperfect" emotional outrage was not to be tolerated in the han household. (think of joo won's disdain for people who are overly emotional, emotional matters.) but also, that's a lot to internalize when you're seven years old (which was how old joo won was when he witnessed all of that)--so i think of how he grew up, just repressing his emotions . . . and so i think as soon as joo won allows himself to even slightly crack into whatever's lying underneath, it all comes rushing out.

ultimately, i don't think either joo won or dong sik really had time to properly cope with their trauma, but there are different kinds of trauma and they manifest in people in different ways.

[k0ra-kumori]

Jealous Batboys (DC Super Hero Girls 2019)

Hello, my name is Kora kumori and I'm Brazilian, so sorry if there are any grammatical errors in the story! (This story is based on dc super hero girls 2019)

word count ; 1602

pairings ; Batboys x reader

genre ; fluffy / Smut

warnings: contains adult content.

Dick Grayson

- You two were at a party, and there were two guys around you.

- my friend, he is very jealous.

- Dick may seem the most peaceful among his brothers, but don't be fooled.

- He will grab your waist tightly in front of the intruders.

- "Excuse me boys, I don't know if you know me but my name is Dick Grayson, I'm Bruce Wayne's son" Yes, that was a threat. It's almost as if dick wants to say "I'm very powerful, so don't mess with me or my girl."

- When he introduces himself, it usually keeps the intruders away, but this time not, this time the two men were not intimidated by the name "Dick Grayson" so dick moves on to the second stage.

- Dick whispers something in your ear and then gives you a kiss, then he leaves. You were confused.

- You were uncomfortable because the two men were still on your side, blocking your exit.

- Dick comes back after about 10 minutes, you wanted to hit him for taking so long.

- "You two are expelled." Dick said to the men, they were perplexed "You and bruce wayne run the city, not us. So why would we go out?", Dick gives a stupid smile "As you said, bruce wayne and I ran the city, and I bought it this club, and you are at my club in my town, so get out or i going to be forced to call the guards. "

- You were jaw-dropping and speechless, did he just buy a club so he could kick out the guys who flirted with you? Dick was really the most amazing guy in Gotham.

Jason Todd (18+)

- Okay, for Jason blood and jealousy mix very easily.

- You were in a bar, if dick saw that jason took you to a place like this, he would protest.

- You were there because the owner of the bar was none other than Artemis, so you could drink for free.

-Sometimes you forget that Jason is a vigilante, and unfortunately for him, there was a robbery across the street, Jason said he was going to solve it quickly and that he would be back soon, he kissed you goodbye.

"In the meantime, a man much older than you approached, and he was ... flirting with you?" That was disgusting.

- Jason has a sensor to know when they are flirting with you, because he showed up just in time.

- Jason took a glass of beer and drank, he hit the glass aggressively against the table when he finished.

- "Did you miss something in my girlfriend's breasts, you idiot?" Jason gripped his waist so tightly that it was scarred the next day.

- The man looked drunk, so he replied "Is this angel your girlfriend? You teenagers are idiots, you shouldn't be dating, so she should be dating an older guy--"

- That alone was enough to free the demon that Jason calls "rage" and it was all too fast, the man didn't even speak and Jason jumped on him, they were punching each other, kicking, everything to get hurt .

- You were so used to seeing Jason involved in bar fights that you didn't even care, in fact, you even like it when he gets involved in fights, because you know what happens after he finishes fighting.

- The fight lasted about 2 minutes, and as much as they tried, nobody could get Jason off the guy, and Artemis seemed more interested in cleaning cups than separating the fight.

- "I'll be right back, doll." Jason gave you a deep, hot kiss, very hot. He was angry and had just killed a drunk in front of everyone, he was dragging the man's body to the warehouse, you knew that in a few minutes he would have nothing but bones.

- Okay, he came back, and there he is, Jason todd all bloody, did you think it was weird that it took him less than 10 minutes, "Hey, but so fast?", Jason looked angrier than before, "He only had fat . " You were going to say something else, but Jason pulled your arm so fast that you didn't have time, you knew what happened when Jason got mad, and an angry and hungry jason resulted in things ... hot.

- he pulled you into the car, and threw you hard, you could already see the bulge between his legs, "Jason, yo--", Jason was horny, and was squeezing the steering wheel of the car, "I won't be able to wait until we get to the mansion, let's do it here.", " What?! We can't do it here, if a policeman catches us we'll be in trouble... "Jason shut you up with a kiss, he was now on top of you shirtless, showing his entire collection of scars, "I said we would do this here."

Tim Drake:

Tim is almost a robot, he feels emotions only inside, but shows nothing.

- You were in a coffee shop, Tim needed to finish a job.

- You were bored with watching him typing on his laptop, the coffe shop was empty and you could only hear the sound of the keys.

- "Coffee, can you get me another S / N?" You looked at Tim confusedly "You mean Y / N can you get me a coffee?", "That's what I said. Can you get it?" You were already getting worried about Tim, he hadn't slept for 3 days, it seems that being vigilant and a student is not easy.

- Well, you got up and went to get a coffee for your sleepy boyfriend for the 4th time, Tim like the biggest coffee, so you got the biggest one, and when you were going back to the table with Tim, a man unwittingly hits you, spilling all the coffee on your clothes.

- He seemed sorry, and apologized countless times, and somehow, those apologies turned into a conversation. You were enjoying chatting with your new best friend, until he asks "Do you have a boyfriend?", You loved Tim, and of course you replied that you did, and pointed to Tim.

- your friend wanted to forget that he asked this, so when you were going to talk again, "Hey Y / N." Tim came out of nowhere, the two of you jumped out of your seats, Tim had this Bizarre gift of being too silent.

- "Hi my love, let me introduce you to ..." Before you finished, tim completed his sentence, "Edward hanscom." Tim said coldly, "Yes! How did you know? I didn't even--" Tim interrupted you again, "I know a lot of things, and we better get going, I finished my job."

- "I-I think I'm leaving, Y / N, I'll see you the other day ..." Edward was about to walk out the door, when Dick came in, he was at work now (Officer) "Mr. Hanscom?" Edward nodded, "Y-yes it's me ...", "You're under arrest" and said, dick handcuffed edward and took him to the car to make sure he wouldn't run away, after doing that dick returned to the coffee shop.

- "Tim and S / N? How nice to see you here!", Tim just muttered something, and you waved happily at Dick, "I don't want to intrude but, why did you arrest him? I talked to him a few minutes ago." , "oh he? He was caught by cameras in a super market stealing food, I'm going to take him to the police station" you were worried about it, Edward didn't look like a criminal, so why was he being arrested?

- You thought for a moment and looked into the dick car, you found Jason inside. "D-dick, are you sure you are taking Edward to the police station? ...", "Certainly. Well, it was nice to talk to you but I better get back, I have work to do, see you soon, Tim and S / N! " Then he was gone, dick is gone.

- You left the coffee shop, you were going to the Wayne Mansion now "Edward was cool, it's a shame he is a criminal, and I'm not sure if Dick will take him to the police station I hope he will be fine ...", "he will be fine." You were a little uncomfortable with what happened a few minutes ago, so you took Tim's hand, "So, what were you working on, my little bird? You've been at it for two weeks" Tim looked at you "I was trying to locate a guy.", You were curious now, "A guy? You usually work with more important things than that, my love", Tim looked at you seriously" It was very important, that guy has spent 3 times looking at the butt of a guy's girlfriend, this is disrespectful.", you rolled your eyes, Tim gave too much detail, "Okay, so what was his name?", "Edward Hanscom."

- You were in shock, he spent 2 weeks locating that guy who came to flirted to you at the Coffee shop?!, "You idiot! Dick is going to give Edward as food for Jason!" You pushed Tim lightly, he was now laughing "Dick knows how to control that beast, besides, that Edward guy looked at your ass!", "You are an idiot Tim, you sent the guy to prison!" Tim now hugged you, "Relax, i will let him go tomorrow, that was just for him to learn not to look at the ass of others' girlfriend", you were silent, until you think of something to talk about "You know Tim, you can do it be bizarre and scary at the same time, but I love y--" for the thousandth time, Tim interrupted you "I love you too.", you started laughing now" You have to stop interrupting me! This is scary you silly!"

[1-800-barnes]

Undercover

pairing: detective!bucky x detective!reader

summary: When you and bucky go undercover to catch an identity thief, the investigation brings both of you closer.

word count: 1.7k

A/N: This is my first fic ever, please be nice<3 English is not my first language so if you see any mistakes please contact me!

Warnings: fluff, like one curse word, slight mention of a gun, B99 AU.

After Captain Fury assigned you and Bucky to go after an identity thief, Bucky seemed to be reluctant of being your partner, and that left you confused the whole morning. So when lunchtime came, you decided to ask him about it, “Buck, did I do something to you?” you asked him while entering the break room.

“What? No” he answered quickly, but it didn’t convince you “Then why are you trying to keep me off this case?” you whisper-yelled.

“All right” he started “Remember when you told me that you didn’t want to date cops? That bummed me out because I was thinking about asking you out,” he told you “Oh, okay” you hesitantly said, his words definitely caught you off guard, when you first started on the precinct you developed a crush on the blue-eyed man but couldn’t bring yourself to admit it, and now he tells you that he was thinking about asking you out?

“I know that’s not what you want and it just took me a while but I totally get it” you were confused about everything that’s going on “Bucky, I don’t know what to say…” before you could finish he interrupted you “Let’s just not make it weird, this is a case, we’ll work at it together because we’re professionals” before you could say something he rushed out of the room.

After not seeing Bucky for the whole day, you, him, Steve, and Natasha were in a van observing the guy you’re looking for “Why is he getting out here? I thought your C.I. said the drop was happening in a park.” you told Bucky. “Rumlow has the laptop with him. We should just arrest him right here.” you suggested “No, the buyer's the bigger collar. We've got to follow him in and wait for the handoff, let’s go inside,” he said in a demanding tone. “Wait, we look like cops. We're never gonna blend in dressed like this” you put your hair down and adjusted your shirt “How’s this?” you asked Bucky. Natasha turned to look at you “You look fine. Here, wear this” she hands you a jacket.

You and Bucky got out of the van and went into the restaurant, as soon as you got in you were standing next to Rumlow “Hi. Table for two, please.” bucky says. “I'm so sorry. There's nothing available. We're booked up.” the hostess said looking not interested at all, then you had an idea and decided to barge in “Oh, no, that's horrible.” you start “Tonight's a really important night for us. Johnny and I just got engaged, and this is where our first date was.” It took a couple of seconds but Bucky caught up with you “Oh, yeah, it would mean so much to Dora and me. I would have made a reservation, but I didn't know if she was gonna say yes” after he finished you kissed him on the cheek.

The hostess finally looked at you two “You are just so sweet together. You know, I'm sure I can find room for two young lovers.” she said. “Yeah, we are lovers... together... in beds” Bucky stated awkwardly and you just glanced at him giving a ‘don’t fuck up’ look.

When both of you got to the table, you break the silence “ Sorry about springing the engagement and romantic stuff on you.” you gave him an apologetic smile “No, no, no. That was great. I mean, it's what got us in here. Cheek kiss was a bit much. Very wet.” you looked at each other and laugh. You looked to your side and there was Rumlow and maybe his girlfriend? You didn’t know exactly, the only thing you thought about was how you and Bucky were screwed, they put you right beside the guy you were keeping an eye on. His girlfriend turned to you both and started talking.

The night couldn’t have been going worse, Rumlow’s girlfriend, whose name was Lucy, didn’t stop talking to you and Bucky the whole night. Although Rumlow seemed a bit skeptical he talked too.

After some time Rumlow and Lucy leave the table, but he sends the girl to get the car and he went to the kitchen, you turned to Bucky “He took the laptop case with him, he’s gonna make the drop, let's go.” Both of you went to the kitchen door but then, Rumlow saw you. “Damn, he saw us,” Your partner said worried but then he pulled you into a kiss. You couldn’t even process what’s happening, did he really just kiss you? Brock passes you two and Bucky pulled away “Good, good, we kept our cover intact, nice work,” he said rather quickly “Quick professional thinking out there. Very quick. Very professional.” you couldn’t get the kiss out of your head “Detective,” he said reaching his hand “Detective” you shook his hands “Let’s get back on the case” he instantly pulled you to get to the car.

You were back in the van with Natasha and Steve, following Rumlow. “How was the restaurant?” Steve asked quietly “Such a normal time” you squealed “Why are you being weird?” he said curiously. “We kissed” Bucky calmly said. “What?” Steve and Nat screamed together “To keep our cover from being blown, okay? We didn’t have a choice!” you exclaimed. Steve was going to say something until Natasha started uttered “He’s pulling over. It’s going down”.

You saw Rumlow leave the package by a tree “Guys, it’s not a handoff, he’s leaving it there” Bucky told Steve “You and Nat follow Rumlow, we’re going to stay with the package and get the buyer” the blonde agreed and right after, you and bucky left the car.

While waiting near the package, he was feeling perplexed due to the event that happened in the restaurant but it didn’t matter what he thought about, it was always you in the end. “Hey” he turned to you “We’re cool right?” he was worried about your answer, he couldn’t handle you being mad at him “Yes” you started “We’re fine, totally fine” but you weren’t, the kiss kept replaying in your head. “You know what? I’m actually really hungry, never got to eat at that fancy restaurant”. Now that he mentioned it, you actually were hungry as well “You know what I’m getting on my way home?” you asked him rhetorically. “Yeah, you’re gonna go to that cafe near your house, and get a cinnamon roll and a cup of hot chocolate,” he said casually “That's exactly what I’m gonna get,” you told him, you were going to tell ask him how he knew that but you felt another presence there “Bucky” you whispered, “He’s looking at us”. You could see the confusion on his face. “What?” the guy seemed suspicious so you had to be quick. “Well, this is happening,” you said more to yourself than him “Huh?” he hummed. Before he could say something else you grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss, it was like you were made for each other, it felt so passionate and real, but you couldn’t forget that it was all an undercover act.

As you saw the guy start to move away with the case, you push Bucky away “NYPD! Freeze” you yelled “We are police colleagues” you said pointing your gun at him. “You’re under arrest. This is a work event” he quickly said. You both handcuffed the guy and brought him back to the precinct.

You were alone in the break room, the events of the evening running through your mind until Bucky comes in “Hey, could you sign this arrest report for Rumlow and the buyer?” he asked calmly. “Sure” you answered. How could he be so calm, did everything that you went through today not affect him the same way as it affected you? Maybe he just forgot about the idea of asking you out and didn’t want anything related to you in that way. “Man, I forgot how long your signature takes” he joked. “This whole night was really weird wasn’t it?” you question him “Yes, it totally was. I just want everything to go back to how it was”. You didn’t know why but his words hurt a little, wasn’t he willing to try to go out with you? “You're right y’know?” he continues “We shouldn’t date cops, ‘cause we make a great team, we work great together, doll” Doll? During all your years working side by side, he has never called you that, but maybe it was just a slip-up. “I don’t want anything to change.” you said “Me, neither”. Well, at least now you knew that he didn’t want anything more. “Okay, then that’s that detective Barnes” you whispered. “See you around the precinct” was the last thing he said before leaving the room.

Later, doing some paperwork, you went to the files room to get a file for your new case, everything was quiet there until you heard the door open. “Hey,” the person said, you could recognize that voice everywhere, it belonged to the person whose piercing blue eyes couldn’t leave your head “How are you holding up?” He asked. “I’m fine, just tired, today was a long day” you turned around, and there he was, standing right in front of you “what about you?” you returned the question. “Same” he starts “but I feel like something’s missing”. You looked into his eyes, not understanding what he meant, he stared right back at you, but then his eyes went to your mouth and next thing you knew, you were kissing again but know it didn’t involve an undercover it was just you and bucky, no one else. His hands were now warm, holding onto your waist, while yours were on the back of his neck, the kiss was everything you could’ve asked for, you felt like you were on a movie until you heard something.

“Hey, Bucky” It was Steve shouting from the other side of the door “I need your help here, pal”.

You both pulled away from each other, panting heavily, cheeks flushed and a smile on both faces.

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Sherlock xMute!Reader •Part 6•

You turned around in your sleep, trying to not lose the cool dream you just had and to dream on.

But something was off and kept you from drifting off into your wonderful dream world again.

It smelled different, nasty, like iron and dirt and your hand hurt.

There was something cold around your wrist.

Startled you opened your heavy eyelids and tried to sit up but a sudden wave of pain rushed in your head and made you feel dizzy.

You narrowed your eyes to make the dizzy feeling go away before you opened them again.

It was pitch black around you, you couldn't even see your own hand before your face and something around your left hand stopped you from getting up from the mattress you were sitting on.

Scared you felt for the thing around your wrist.

It was a handcuff. You are handcuffed to something.

Panicking you wildly yanked at the handcuff, trying to get it off.

But it was no use. You just hurt yourself by bruising your wrist even more.

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"Waiter!", someone from the other side of the cafe shouted, holding his hand in the air and waving widely.

Sighing you grabbed your big black wallet from the counter and the sales check, knowing that he probably wanted to pay. As you walked over you heard the bells of the door and from the corner of your eye, you saw a tall man in a long coat entering the cafe. You first mistook him for Sherlock but quickly realized that it wasn't him as the man pulled down the wet hood from his head, ruffling through his messy black hair to get the raindrops out of it.

He flashed you a bright smile as he noticed you staring at him.

Blushing slightly you returned the smile before turning back to the customer, handing him out the sales check.

He tipped you and left the cafe with the women who had set with him on the table.

Swiftly you cleaned the table and brought the two cups back to the kitchen.

While washing the cups, your thoughts drifted off to Sherlock again. You thought about him often but lately he never really got the time to visit you at work. He jumped head over heels from case to case and when he was at your cafe, he barely noticed you, being too caught up in a case he was working on.

Right now he was in Germany, he followed the trace of a "big fish", as Watson called it, and you haven't seen or heard from him for two months.

Hopefully, you checked your phone. Your screen lit up and showed the picture, which Watson did some month ago, of you and Sherlock cuddling. But there was no message from Sherlock.

Sighing again you pushed your phone back in your pocket.

You felt silly. You fell in love with a man who was known for not having any kind of sentimental feelings.

The thought that he probably didn't even care about you as much as you cared for him got stuck in your head and pulled your mood down for weeks.

"Is everything okay?", a deep voice suddenly asked and you flinched.

You looked at the man beside you startled after being pulled out of your thoughts before nodding a few times.

The man was the person you had first mistaken for Sherlock some minutes ago, he smiled warmly at you and had his hands in the pockets of his coat.

Now, fully back, in reality, you noticed that he was standing in the kitchen, the place where no customer should be so you quickly pushed him out.

He looked at you a little confused but chuckled: "Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you."

You waved your hand slightly to show him that it's okay, but he just looked at you even more confused.

'I can't talk', you wrote on a side of the little notebook you always had with you and showed it to him.

"Oh! I'm sorry.", the man apologized kindly. "Uhm, I just wanted to get you because some customers have shouted for you and you have been back there for over 20 minutes so..."

Over 20 minutes? You could have sworn that it has only been a couple of minutes. Puzzled you looked at the clock on the wall above you. He was right.

The man laid his hand on your shoulder and bend down to you a little: "Are you sure that everything is alright?"

You slowly nodded your head again, even though you were clearly not okay.

Smiling widely at him you tried to overact the fact how worked out and emotionally drained you were.

Taking a deep breath you walked over to the few customers, taking their orders and collecting the money.

It was 19 o clock and about time to close the cafe. All the customers had already left, beside the man in the coat. He was still sitting on the table on which Sherlock used to sit and sipped on his third coffee.

With a smile, you placed the sales check on his table and pointed to the clock to tell him that he needed to go.

"Oh, sorry.", he laughed nervously and gave you the money plus a big tip "Thank you for the coffee".

The man grabbed his coat from the chair and waved you goodbye before leaving the cafe.

Panting you placed the broom back in the storeroom, grabbed your jacket and donned it.

The cold air crawled under the thin fabric of your clothes as you stepped outside and closed the door of the cafe, locking it.

Shivering you pulled the scarf closer to your face.

"Hey-", a voice next to you suddenly said and you jumped in shock, letting the key from your hand fall to the ground.

The man in front of you knelt down to pick the key up and placed it back in your hand.

"I'm so sorry!", he apologized. It was the man from before with the coat again.

Disappointment grew inside of you, your heart ached for Sherlock and you saw him in every person who looked similar.

You tried to smile at the man and gulped the feeling down.

"I think I forgot my phone at your cafe, so I ran back in the hope that you would still be there.", he explained and scratched his head, laughing embarrassed.

Huffing amused you opened the door again and gestured him to follow you.

Quickly you got two phones you found today out of the little safe and showed them to him.

He picked the black one and checked if it was still working.

"Thank you so much, you just saved me.", he said laughing and put his phone in the pocket of his coat.

"My name is Jonathan by the way."

Smiling you shook his hand and pulled your notebook out to write your name on it.

"(Y/n), beautiful name.", Jonathan complimented. "May I take you home? It's already pretty late and I think it's safer for you if I accompany you."

You had agreed to him taking you home, and he did, talking a lot to you about everything he could think of.

Jonathan came often from now on, nearly every day he sat there, drank a coffee or two and talked to you whenever you had time for him before walking you home in the evening again.

You both exchanged numbers and wrote for hours in the night.

He made you happy and brought this warm feeling back.

He made you forget about Sherlock.

The doorbell rang while you were humming your favorite song inside your head.

You looked up to see who just entered the cafe and nearly dropped the empty glass in your hand.

His wild brown locks hang on his face.

His grey coat all wet from the rain outside.

And his blue-green eyes searched for something in the room.

As they met yours, they stopped searching and a small smile appeared on his lips.

Tears swell up in your eyes. Tears of happiness and tears of anger.

You couldn't decide if you wanted to slap him for not having heard a word of him for 3 months or if you wanted to hug him.

"Is everything okay?", Jonathan next to you suddenly asked and laid his hand on your shoulder, worried.

Sherlock narrowed his eyebrows, he eyed Jonathan up and down and instantly had a bad feeling about him. He didn't know what it was, but he didn't like that guy.

Without thinking Sherlock grabbed your hand and pulled you into a tight hug, pressing you against his chest.

You couldn't see it but Jonathan stared with poor evil in his eyes into Sherlock's.

He looked mad, really mad and only Sherlock saw it.

The doorbell rang again and you peeled yourself out of Sherlock's warm embrace, even though you wanted to stay like this for the next couple of days.

Watson had entered the cafe and smiled at you warmly, giving you a quick and tight hug as a greeting.

You turned around to Sherlock again and saw how Jonathan held his hand out but Sherlock didn't shake it, he just stared at him blankly with his hands in the pockets of his coat.

"I think he's jealous.", Watson whispered into your ear and you giggled.

It really looked like this from your point of view, but in reality, Sherlock was just analyzing Jonathan. He tried to read him.

And he could. Easily. Too easily.

It was as if someone had placed the right hints at the right places, it wasn't natural.

Middle-aged man.

Lives alone, his shirt and trousers are crumbled.

Likes coffee, a coffee stain on his shirt.

Not much money, his coat is old, the color washed out and the sleeves are fringe.

He's a smoker, yellowing of the teeth and between the index and middle finger.

Annoyed Sherlock looked away. Jonathan was too easy to read and too friendly to you.

A little forcefully he pulled you out of the cafe, Watson following you both, wondering about what was going on.

"He's dangerous.", Sherlock told you while holding you by your shoulders. "Something about him isn't right. He tries too hard to make you like him, with all this perfume and the outfit, trying to look like me. You should stay away from him."

Watson laughed at Sherlock's words and you joined him, your shoulders shaking in amusement.

"Are you jealous, Sherlock?", Watson asked mockingly and got an angry look from him.

"I mean it, Watson! Something is off, he's too easy to read and-"

Smiling you ruffled through Sherlock's hair and kissed him on the cheek, to show him that he doesn't need to worry before you walked inside the cafe again.

"(Y/n)!", Sherlock shouted after you but you had already closed the door behind you.

Angry and frustrated he ran his hand over his face and into his hair.

Watson patted him on the shoulder: "I knew that you are also just human."

He left him alone in front of the cafe and walked down the street to their apartment.

Worried Sherlock bit his underlip and gulped his frustration down.

He felt helpless.

You didn't take Sherlock's "warning" seriously and let Jonathan walk you home again.

He was too nice to be a bad guy, Sherlock was probably just jealous or maybe just a little paranoid after all those cases and everything that had happened to you.

Jonathan wished you a good night as he dropped you off at your home and you hurried to get in your bed, under your warm blanket since you were exhausted.

Cuddling into your blanket you slowly drifted off into a deep sleep with a smile on your face, thinking of Sherlock.

You turned around in your sleep, trying to not lose the cool dream you just had and to dream on.

But something was off and kept you from drifting off into your wonderful dream world again.

It smelled different, nasty, like iron and dirt and your hand hurt.

There was something cold around your wrist.

Startled you opened your heavy eyelids and tried to sit up but a sudden wave of pain rushed in your head and made you feel dizzy.

You narrowed your eyes to make the dizzy feeling go away before you opened them again.

It was pitch black around you, you couldn't even see your own hand before your face and something around your left hand stopped you from getting up from the mattress you were sitting on.

Scared you felt for the thing around your wrist.

It was a handcuff. You were handcuffed to something.

Panicking you wildly yanked at the handcuff, trying to get it off.

But it was no use. You just hurt yourself by bruising your wrist even more.

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'Only time' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"Only time"

"Freya, what I need right now is only time....I'm trying to stay strong !"

Chapter Summary : Yirina has managed to survive & won during the trigger memories Stitch & Freya forced her to relive but since they thought to have won....she needed to play the second act.....

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They think they have won me....they think they have succeeded to break me and my control over my body by making me relive the same trigger memories that put me to reveal Perseus location 3 years ago and now, they wanted me to....put me back into their ranks but that didn't work and they don't really know that for the moment. I already faced that battle and I knew how things were going to happen, it was also the first time....I disobeyed in those memories, always thinking that I was doomed to follow the orders but I was wrong. Now....I only have to do one thing....

"She's moving her arms, she's awakening !"

"Her eyes are following too !"

I heard these voices back during my trigger memories but now, I could hear them well as my eyes were slowly opening up, blinded by the light that was almost above me, trying to move but still attached to that stretcher, my head hurting me like it did before, half in the vapes until my eyes were now widely open, discovering Freya near me, her hands on the stretcher with Dedov next to her, him looking to an file in his hands until Stitch arrived in the room, going in front of Freya at the other side of the stretcher.

"So, she's awake, it seems." He observed, looking at me before removing his eyes away. "It took almost 2 hours but she's back." He added.

"Her state was mostly stable during that time, nothing to worry about." Dedov affirmed, giving the file to Stitch.

"Where...I am ?" I asked in an low voice, starting my second...act of play....

"It's alright, Yirina." Freya replied, moving slowly to put her hands on my face, stroking my cheeks. "You're safe now with us." She affirmed again, having removed her mask from her face.

"Do you think she still has her memories or not ?" Stitch demanded, handing over the file back to Dedov before looking to me again.

"Guess an test is necessary to know that, sir." He proposed, putting the file away behind him as Freya get her hands off me in an gentle way.

"Well, to start easily, do you remember your name ?" Stitch started, his hands behind his back.

"Uhm...Yirina..Grigoriev ?" I muttered, fainting to think about it and the three nodded, Dedov biting his lips away.

"Good for the moment." He scratched the back of his head, looking thinkful.

"What's the last thing I remember, Yirina ?" Freya questioned, looking worried to be honest, thinking that she didn't want me to lose my memories.

"I don't know." I whispered as in my head, I was looking through some memories that was going inside my head, wanting to find an far away one. "Yes...Afghanistan." I claimed, having found the perfect one.

"Afghanistan ?" Freya & Stitch chuckled in unison, very curious towards me.

"Yes, you don't remember, Freya ?" I said, looking at her with an little grin and also an tear appearing on my left eye. "I...I proposed." I revealed, causing her eyes to go wide.

"You proposed...but to who ?" Stitch demanded, sounding an bit stunned to hear that until he looked at Freya. "Wait, she proposed to you ?" She nodded to him.

"Yes, she did." She grinned an little, taking my left hand in her owns before an feeling of sadness took over her face. "But...this was 4 years ago." She snorted.

"What....4 years ?" I sounded shocked, thinking at first that I was awakening from an coma to them. "What happened ?" I asked, seeing the concerns of their looks as they weren't ready to this. "Freya, tell me." I pleaded.

"I don't know but...." She started, her eyes mixing between Dedov & Stitch...she was surely thinking of an fake story in her head. "Listen, the most important is that you're back with us." She affirmed, suddenly avoiding the subject.

"Yes, she's right." Stitch exclaimed, pointing at her as for me, I knew that I couldn't remember of everything.

"Who are you ?" I faked to not knowing him before I looked at Freya. "Freya, who is he ?" I continued to question her.

"You don't remember Stitch ?" I shook my head to her, still 'wondering' who was that masked man with an black hood near me.

"Dedov, is there any explanations to that ?" Stitch wasn't sounding sad or mad....just normal.

"Well, it seems that the br-....the recovery...." He purposely coughed but in me, I was realizing that they will try everything to hide the brainwashing from me. "It could have saved some of her memories while the others are needing time to be recovered."

"So, as we see, she's still having her memories but they're kinda random." Stitch suggested, putting his hands on the stretcher and Dedov nodded to him.

"Yes but as we have seen, she's not considering herself as another person." Dedov added to that statement, making me 'wonder' why they were talking about another person. "We will might need to make others recovery tests but it will not be before 2 days." He continued, giving his thoughts on the situation.

"It's about the risks to not losing her, I'm correct ?" Freya theorized, still following by an nodding from Dedov.

"We will have more time to do the tests on the other woman." Stitch proclaimed, crossing his arms to look at Park's direction....she was asleep, an few doctors around her....they must have start to drug her, the same situation I faced for days and now, it was her turn...

"Do you know her, Yirina ?" It was Freya that was going to ask me that question for sure, feeling her voice near me as I was looking at Park unconscious.

"No." I lied, cracking in the inside to not acknowledge her. "Is she...someone you're trying to save too ?" I asked back, looking at the three of them.

"Yes, we're trying to save her too." Freya claimed, feeling the whole lie behind her voice.

"She's suffering the same fate as you, Grigoriev." Stitch quoted, trying to be funny to me, that wasn't working at all. "Anyway, Dedov, you continue to direct the test for Park to see when we can start." He ordered in an clear voice to hom, causing him to salute and join the doctors near Park, leaving me alone with Stitch & Freya. "What now ?"

"Now ?" Freya was an bit strangely happy to be honest.  "I'm bringing her with me to my quarters." She admitted, sending me chills in my body to hear that.

"Wait, you're actually saying that you want her to be with you, to roam that base freely ?" Stitch protested, almost slamming his fists against the stretcher.

"She will stay with me all the time between each test, nothing to worry about." She exclaimed, trying to reason him.

"That might be the stupidest plan I have ever heard." He objected as Freya was starting to removing the links of the stretcher to set me free.

"She's one of us, remember ?" She seemed to correct him, removing the link that was avoiding my legs to move before finishing by my hands & chest, making me fully free after hours on that thing.

"Why I was attached ?" I demanded, making round with my both hands to relax them better from the links. "Was it because I did hurt someone ?"

"No, not at all, it was for your safety." Freya replied, helping to get up back on my feets, keeping her hands on me in case.

"Before you go with her, I need to talk to you about an important detail." Stitch interrupted her as she was starting to go away with me out of the medical room. "Without her, of course." He corrected him.

"Yirina, await me outside, okay ?" She ordered to me and I nodded, opening the door for me and let me go outside with me staying near the door, back closed by her.

Honestly, I could have run away and escape this place but...I wasn't going to let them have Park, she was still in that room behind me, been experimented on, surely going to brainwash her and I have to do something. I tried to put my ears to listen about what the two were going to talk about but it was mostly muffling and the only real audibles parts I could hear was about Sonya themselves but I couldn't listen to everything until the door opened again by Freya, having some luck to have removed my ears seconds before.

Then, I was now obliged to follow her for the first time, not been handcuffed or drugged but I was master of my own movements in those hallways and for the first time, I could discover the outside in days. Unfortunately, it was already the night and I couldn't exactly know where this location was but it was surely an military base. Freya was explaining that she was going to help me relive some memories of my life and for that, I was going to live with her in her own personal quarters in another part of the base in an building.

"Here we are !" She said after we got inside an big building that was near an small airstrip and then, in front of an door that I supposed to be her quarters. "Welcome home, Yiri." She whispered, opening the door, to make me discover where she was living in this base : it was modest but looking like an officer quarters.

"Is this where you live ?" I asked her and she nodded as I enter the room first thanks to her.

"Exactly, we've been established here for an month now." She replied, closing the door behind me as she passed near by, removing her military vest off her, going to the king-sized bed....maybe better than the bed in that cell. "We're making some operations against our enemies."

"Okay." I muttered, watching her undressing her on that bed without moving at all from my position.

"You're not coming ?" She stopped herself, watching me like a site block.

"I don't know...should I ?" I demanded, pointing at her.

"Of course and you're looking tired." She responded, removing her pants before she tapped next to her, the position she wanted to give me on that bed. "Come on, don't be shy." She told me, looking at me, unsure until I resigned myself to do so and join her in the bed but not even removing my clothes. "Take them off, Yiri, it's fine."

"No, I'm better with them." I expressed, installing myself in the bed, looking at the other direction while my head was hold by my right hand. I couldn't really remove my clothes here, uncomfortable to do so.

"If you want..." She chuckled before she put her arm around my chest, wanting to keep me with her. "I told you that I will bring you home." She affirmed in an clear voice, holding me firmly as I was blank stare, looking at the wall away....I need an plan....

I know that I needed to talk to someone and that particular person was none other than Bell....me...myself. She's the one who told me that I was going to hold on & fight, that I will maybe won that fight and that my help was going to be in the inside and all of this was true, she saw what happened but I needed to know more. As I thought to find myself on that airstrip in Turkey or that cliff in Solovetsky, it was another place I found myself in : the old CIA safehouse in West-Berlin...E9...

This place was looking empty of people but it was looking used with an lot of paperworks on the desks all around and that dashboard.....that dashboard full of intels we got over the days in 1981. It was weird to go back here even if it was only an dream and I was just alone until I saw an figure of myself, working at Park's old desk...the place I was also used to work on...Bell was still wearing the same outfit from Solovetsky.

"I know you will do it." She started, going up from the seat she was sitting on as I was leaned against Adler's desk. "I told you that you will won that fight." She added with an smile on her face.

"You did, thanks." I thanked her with my gratitude, an grin on my face.

"No, no need to thanks me, I'm just yourself." She scoffed, raising her shoulders before she arrived near me.

"You told me that my help was going to be in the inside, you were right." I admitted, crossing my arms to remember about what happened. "These americans soldiers, they....they were like now aware of my state and they tried to help me."

"And they did help you." She affirmed, making an tap on my shoulder. "You broke the control that Stitch had on you, allowing you to make your own choices in that memory." She added, giving me an explanation of my moves.

"I didn't know how it happened but disobeying these orders...." I stopped myself, thinking about how I could disobey the orders without consequences. "Was it something that could have been done ?"

"Yes, we just done it." She smiled, not realizing my seriousness of my question but I decided to not say anything else, looking at Perseus picture on the dashboard. "But I'm afraid that this victory is short-living." She muttered, looking down.

"What do you mean ?" I demanded, worried.

"They're thinking that they won you back  but if more tests are happening, they will really win you !" She revealed, realizing the danger of the situation. "You have only an short time to think of something." She ordered, clearly.

"I'll try but if they're limiting my movements, it isn't going to be easy." I said, getting up from the desk to get next to the dashboard. "And I'm not going away without Park." I told Bell, already knowing that perfectly.

"I know...I know." She exclaimed, walking next to me. "You have only one day to make it count but I know you will do this." She added, both now looking at Perseus picture.

"I'll try." I repeated in an low voice as my eyes were getting narrowed by themselves, slowly meaning that it was the end of that memory....

"I'll try to find an plan, we will soon leave this place !"

I needed an plan....that all I needed to do for the upcoming day where I couldn't know what I was going to do while been under the look of Freya herself. That thought was the first thing I had when I woke up the morning of that day to the sounds from the outside and since days, I could directly see the light of the sun coming through the window, reassuring me and bringing an smile on my face despite having an bit of pain at my chest, signifying that Freya's hold on me was an bit too firm.

When I got sit on the side of the bed, I could discover that Freya wasn't with me on the bed, her former clothes all over the floor and I could hear her inside an room...probably her own bathroom, taking an shower. I preferred to wait for her actually on the bed to come back but it seems that she was taking her time in it, causing me without actually wanting to do it, to got up from the bed and to go to the door.

"Freya ?" I knocked two times against the door, not so noisy knocks and in an low voice, looking down.

"Yirina, it's you ?" She asked me as the sound of water going out from an shower was not audible anymore.

"Yes, it's me." I responded, wondering if it was too late to go back to my tracks and on that bed.

"Good, you can come in." She suggested and without hesitation that I should have in me, I opened the door to enter the bathroom....guess it was too late to step back now. As I thought...she was partially naked, only starting to cover herself with an towel when I enter.

"You could have told me about that." I expressed, an bit blushing on my face by seeing her like that.

"Why should I ?" She raised an eyebrow with an smile. "We're engaged, remember ?" She make me remember of that from the memory I told her....feeling so bad for Sonya at this moment....They're loving her but it seems that it isn't reciprocal....I'm not loving her....but I had to act....

"I know, it's just...." I stopped myself to get sit on the side of the bath just next to me. "I'm troubled by an lot of things, Freya." I told her, joining my hands together once sit.

"It's okay." She whispered, sitting next to me, putting her left hand over mine. "Listen, you know that I'm here to help you." She affirmed again her lies as I kept an straight face to her.

"What's going to happen today ?" I demanded, wanting to know deeply.

"I'm going to make you walk around freely in the base, hoping to make you remember of things." She replied, not even flinching her eyes away from me. "It's going to be an lot of days before you could remember of everything right & good for me." She added, knowing that it was for 'her & them' in terms of good & right.

"And those tests ?" I questioned her, curious about it.

"You know what ? We should stop talking about this." She proclaimed as she start to make me look in her eyes and my hands to go around her waist....I know what she wanted but....shit, I have to act despite been weakened by that in the inside.

"What are you doing ?" I asked in an normal lowed voice, almost breathless.

"Helping you remember." She breathed she pulled me in for an kiss on my lips.

She was going to do it anyways and I had no choices but to get along with it, feeling ashamed of what I was doing but she was starting to go further by going up and making me move, holding my  hands, inside the shower before continuing to kiss me...removing her own towel off her, back to be naked before she decided to action the shower wanting to tense the kiss by making me & her wet.

I was starting to struggle inside of me to stop that kiss but more she was doing it, more I was going to fall deeply and in fact, that kiss was only broking me because of many things....Sonya's love with Freya and Freya who seems to not give an fuck about it. It was only after an few moments after she actioned the shower that I finally found the courage to actually act freely, breaking her control over me.

"Wait, stop !" I said in an clear voice, stopping the shower with my right hand before leaving the shower, all wet because of her.

"Yirina, come back." She pleaded, staying inside the shower. "What's wrong, Yiri." She demanded from me as I moved to clean up the wet redhead hair of me.

"I need time !" I replied in an harsh tone to her, feeling ashamed of that kiss I did, looking myself through the mirror. "I know that you & me are an thing but what happened to me, that sudden loss of memories." I added, passing my hand with the towel through my hair.

"Yes but I'm helping you, remember ?" She told me in an low voice, taking back her own towel on the ground as I was finished to clean up.

"Maybe but...I need time." I repeated again, turning around to not look at her at all. "I love you but I need to stay strong and for the moment, I need to stay focused and strong." I continued, giving my thoughts on the situation, between good & wrong. "I know that you're at my side but that...I don't think it's really helping me." I claimed.

"Yirina..." She whispered before stopping herself.

"I know, you're trying to help me but not like that." I admitted as I moved near the opened door to lean myself against the door frame, turned to the bedroom direction, not able to look at her in the eyes with that attire....

"I just want some time to think freely...and an plan to stay strong."

[theshslgambler]

Ndrv3 boys with an s/o who cuts

Trigger warnings: cutting

~

Saihara Shuichi

(When he wore his hat)

He had turned a blind eye to your...habit.

But you've gone too far this time.

There was far too much blood!

He dragged you with him to find a first aid kit, he doesn't trust you to be on your own for now.

Your knees gave out and he caught you swiftly.

He carried you bridal style/gave you a piggy back ride.

He was beating himself up mentally.

Saihara should have never ignored this before!

If he said something earlier, this wouldn't have happened!

He grits his teeth as he treated your wounds.

He is such an idiot!

~

Amami Rantaro

He immediately took the blade away from you.

This is not WELCOMED IN A SCHOOL ENVIRONMENT okay with him.

Why...

Why would you do this?

He is disappointed at you.

You shouldn't hurt yourself, (y/n).

He tells you these things as he cleans your wounds.

He doesn't talk to you for three days, afterwards.

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Momota Kaito

He roughly grabs your wrist, preventing you from harming yourself any further.

Damn it (y/n)!

How could you do this?!

He is so mad at you yet scared.

Luckily he came in time when you just started.

There was only two slits on you.

He's not happy about that but at least there wasn't a lot.

He handcuffs you to the bed using a pair of handcuffs Ouma randomly threw at him.

Yes, it's from when the super high school level irritation was handcuffed to Togamoney

He screamed for Tojo and she quickly came.

She saw your current state and shook her head disapprovingly.

He was scolding you as she took care of your wounds.

~

Ouma Kokichi

He had come into your room to play a game with you only to look at you blankly.

He took the blade from you, silently.

The shadows were covering his expression and he looks at the floor, tears falling.

He runs out of the room, crying.

He threw the blade at you, saying if you wanted to die, then do it already!

The blade cut your cheek and you sat there, reflecting on your actions.

His words made you feel guilty at what you had just done.

You ran out of the room, looking for him frantically.

~

Hoshi Ryoma

...

He is not happy with you.

Why would you do this to yourself, is the question that's stuck in his head.

He kisses all of your wounds after he put the bandages on them first.

He just hugs you and stays like that for a few.

He doesn't say anything, he just hugs you.

~

Kiibo

He hugs your waist tightly, pleading for you to stop.

Please don't do this...

He doesn't like seeing his boy/girlfriend hurt.

~

Gonta Gokuhara

N-No!

Gonta doesn't like when s/o is hurt!

He picks you and the knife up.

He throws the knife somewhere that wasn't in your hands.

He was crying.

He just holds you close to his chest, sobbing.

~

Shinguji Korekiyo

As much as pain is beautiful, physical pain isn't.

That knife is way too close to your veins to his liking.

He swiftly took the knife away for you, momentarily admiring the blood on it.

He snapped out of his trance and left to go find a first aid kit.

Shinguji returns to see you cutting again with another knife.

He admires your ambitious nature to continue but you being hurt overpowers his admiration.

He holds you down as you struggled as he disinfects your wounds.

He kissed the wounds and lectured you on how it was wrong to hurt yourself intentionally.

~

I have no idea if I'm writing angst or not–

~ Mod Celeste

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heya:) do you by any chance have any party game fics (idk, truth or dare, fuck marry kill, spin the bottle, never have i ever...) that aren't "starts with a spin" and "right hand red" or "'check this hand 'cause i'm marvellous" because, obviously, those are classics! but i've been craving fics like these and your recs are always AWESOME, so if you have some, that would make my day! ♥♥♥ fucking love your blog btw

DO I KNOW ANY PARTY GAME FICS?? DO I??

(spoiler alert: the answer is fuck yes I have a ton of them, this is one of my all-time favorite tropes!)

Drarry & Party Games Fic Recs

Starts With A Spin by Maxine (120K)- It started with the spin of a bottle, and now Harry and Draco have gotten themselves so far into their own game there’s almost no way out again. Except to keep playing.You can’t tell me not to include the most quintessential party games fic ever on my party games rec list! Much like Drarry’s relationship, this fic starts with a game of spin the bottle and then develops over a series of fucking amazing funny REALISTIC teenage drinking games. And there’s a real, developed plot too! Oh, and smut. Don’t forget the smut. Perfection!!

Right Hand Red by lumosed_quill (73K)- Harry felt Malfoy’s breath on his lips as they came together over the bottle, hands firmly planted on the floor as though they each needed their familiar soil, refusing to cross into enemy territory. Except that Malfoy no longer felt like his enemy. Malfoy felt inevitable.I challenge you to find one person who has read this fic and not loved it to death. Like Starts With A Spin, there are tons of fun games that bring our boys together, but unlike Starts With A Spin, they are into each other from the beginning and it is a sweet lovely romance and MY FAVORITE THING is Harry teaching Draco to cast a Patronus.

check this hand ‘cause I’m marvelous by lumosed_quill (8K)- Harry’s had a crush on Malfoy for months now. But it will take a bar full of his friends, some Firewhisky, wagers made on his behalf, and Malfoy himself to get him to act on it.You know, on my own I probably wouldn’t have thought to include this one for party games because they’re at a bar, but they’re playing DARTS so it TOTALLY FITS and I’m so glad you mentioned it. Draco is a sexy fucking bastard here. Sexy. Fucking. Bastard. Do you like sexy Draco? READ IT.

How to Handle an Enemy by who_la_hoop (7.5K)- Everyone knows that it’s no fun playing truth or dare with a Slytherin. But add a little Veritaserum, a scheming duo of Slytherin girls and surprising things can be revealed. Particularly about the fine line between love and hate…I fucking ADORE this fic!! It (and its equally-amazing-but-lacking-party-games-sequel Turnabout is Fair Play) is one of the hottest things I’ve ever read. The Slytherins play veritaserum Truth or Dare and then– ENTER THEIR SURPRISE PARTY GUEST: THE BOY WHO IS THE OBJECT OF DRACO’S LUST. And there’s WANKING PUBLIC WANKING. 

Spin the Wand by WrittenSins (3K)- In the spirit of inter-house unity, the eighth years have a small party. In an attempt to get Harry and Ginny back together, Hermione and Ron come up with the plan of a rigged game of Spin the Wand, but not all goes as planned. Excerpt: “The idea was simple: A game of spin the bottle, but instead of a bottle, a toy wand, and instead of a game of chance, Hermione had spelled the wand to land on whoever the spinner most desired to kiss.”One of those fics where the summary says it all- and you’re probably already reading the fic, not sticking around to hear me babble about how cute it is XD

Silk Scarves and Enchanted Handcuffs by TommyLane (28.5K)- It was only supposed to be for seven minutes and then the blindfold would come off and he’d be free from the dark cupboard and his mystery partner - only Harry was no longer sure he wanted it to end.This fic is brilliant. It’s pretty much just one long party with one long game in which Harry and Draco are blindfolded and shoved into a cupboard together and then subsequently handcuffed. YEAH. And Harry is like “WHO IS THIS HOT PIECE OF ARSE I’M KISSING I WANT TO DO THIS FOREVER” and then he’s like “OH IT WAS MALFOY….STILL WANT TO DO IT FOREVER.” Mhmm. Yep.

Teach Me by lauren3210 (3K) “I’ve decided to help you out,” Draco had said earlier that evening, plonking himself down on the sofa next to Potter.Draco benevolently offers to teach Harry to play poker. And then he not-so-benevolently draws him into a private game of strip poker ;)

One Night at the Leaky by birdsofshore (12.5K)- Harry should have known better than to accept a drunken dare. Especially when Malfoy was sitting right there, looking like that and wearing those bloody tight trousers.What’s better than eighth year truth or dare? ADULT truth or dare. Especially amazing funny lovely adult truth or dare in which Harry tries to win a date with Draco Malfoy

Games Night by @agentmoppet​ (7K)- Harry has no idea why Hermione decided that an inter-house Games Night would be a good idea, but he’s here now, and he intends to beat Malfoy, no matter what game he chooses. But, who would have thought muggle games could be full of so much… tension?Aaaah Harry and Draco being super competitive playing various muggle games

Trick or Treat by amorette (9.5K)- Harry had no idea that he was such a fetishist - a fact which he discovers on Halloween.This fic has so many good things- Draco loses a bet and has to wear a girl’s uniform to the Halloween party. Harry is distracted and jealous all night. A game of “trick or treat.” And kinky kinky, very hot smut. 

The Lovers’ Circle by nicevenn (13.5K)- Tired of feeling alone, Harry agrees to play a matchmaking game with the other eighth years. It’s just a game, after all. What harm could it do?AAAH these tarot cards match up Harry and Draco because they’re compatible af, but they refuse to do the task (THE AMAZING TASK) they are given, so Harry and Draco have to endure a curse! And by curse I mean they’re bonded in an incredibly creative and helpful way. FLUFF and CHRISTMAS

Corruptela Vox by Constant Vigilance (5.5K)- Draco’s kink is revealed. Pretty much a PWP. Parselsmut Parselsmut Parselsmut. With a side of truth or dare, embarrassment, and some fluff.

Never Have I Ever by faithwood (0.5K)- Hogwarts students play the “Never have I ever” game.Can a fic be a classic if it’s only 690 words long? APPARENTLY SO because this is required reading and it’s perfect. 

Restraint by @fleetofshippyships (153.5K)- Someone casts the Imperius curse on Draco Malfoy, and whatever the instructions may be, Harry finds himself an unwilling target. The encounter leaves him torn between pleasure and revulsion. As they fight in the aftermath, a tense game begins. Harry fights to convince Malfoy, and himself, that he was not affected by that initial encounter, or any of those following it. Faced with a series of escalating encounters, Harry must come to terms with desiring things he never thought he could, things he wishes he didn’t respond to. They each use signs of arousal as weapons against each other in a mad struggle to finally shame the other into backing down for good. But it’s only after the game is over that Harry starts to understand.So as you can probably guess, there’s quite a bit of angst in this fic, but the development of their relationship reads really realistically, and if you’re into the enemies-to-reluctant-lovers trope (aren’t we all?!) then you will absolutely enjoy this blessedly LONG fic, which features plenty of games to out Harry and Draco to their friends ;) (warning for brief but detailed Harry/George)

Bond, Shag, or Crucio by catsintheattic (5K)- I hope you all realise how asinine this situation is,“ says Draco as he looks down his nose at the assembled party.Just a short little fic in which the Slytherins and Gryffindors join together for a revealing game of the wizard equivalent for fuck, marry, kill ;)

Seven Minutes in the Garden of Wizarding Delights by Zahra (3K)- Draco Malfoy is resolutely heterosexual; Pansy Parkinson will attest to this. So will Queenie Greengrass, Orla Quirke, Eloise Midgen, and if pressed, Blaise Zabini.There is Seven Minutes in Heaven and Draco is in MAJOR denial and his inner monologue is hilarious. 

Reigning Champ by LadySlytherin (14K)- If there’s one thing every Slytherin loves, it’s a good game. Too Hot was played at every party Slytherin House had hosted for years, and Draco had won every round since the first time he played. Pride in his title as Champion was to be expected. Stating it like a challenge in front of the returning Eighth-Year Gryffindors? Not Draco’s brightest move, to be sure. Combine the challenge with mistletoe, feminine wiles and secret plots, Ron Weasley’s temper, and an unexpected connection with a Dragonologist and Draco’s Christmas just got a whole lot more complicated!I’ve never seen a game quite like this before- the first person to touch the other during a kiss loses. And Draco thinks he’s so cool and invincible but he’s NOT because when it comes to Harry he just can’t restrain himself! As you may imagine, it features lots of non-HD kisses for game purposes, but also be warned that Draco goes on a date with Charlie. Endgame 100% Drarry though!

Veritaserum Truth or Dare by ElectricBlueLilies (2K)- The returning eighth years bond over a game of Truth or Dare.Short, adorable, easy fluff

You Already Know What’s Next by silverdawn89 (14.5K)- It’s about Truth or Dare, except it’s not really about Truth or Dare at all. Or: there is alcohol and a bunch of twenty-somethings play embarrassing party games.Harry is Draco’s neighbor, and he is very LOUD and ANNOYING until Draco is finally invited to one of his parties and it has to be a prank only it’s not

Lockdown by Vorabiza (35K)- Four Gryffindors and four Slytherins under a forced lockdown in the potions classroom for two days.A lot of Harry being a confident, sexy bastard who’s done everything you could ever think to mention in a game of Never Have I Ever. Also some exhibitionism for good measure :P

[puzzlepiece2001]

Being a wife to an inmate, society’s “hated “

Being the wife of someone who the "normal" people hate would seem worse than it is to a lot of people that follow the society's view of how people should live. Especially when your husband was the top story on every news station from here to England. No, we don't get comments and hate mail but I do get to be told “he's using you,'' “ I cant believe your still staying with him”, “ your relationship is a joke”, I've heard it all. From every end of the rude scale from “ uh did you just say what I think you said?” All the way to “ what did u just say? I’ll knock your teeth out!” You’d be surprised with how mean people can be and it’s very sad that it’s not uncommon to be treated that way. Anyways.

All they know is what they twisted to make sound better of the news channels. They don’t know that there were good reasons and good intentions behind what lies they were hearing on tv. Even now almost two years later no one knows that he's really changed Alot since he was arrested. He just doesn't talk to know one anymore. But I saw him when he thought he lost me, I saw him when he had to face his actions and think about someone other than himself and how those actions affected them.. I saw everything. Every breakthrough, realization, smack to the face, every lesson he had to learn.I worried for 10days till I got to hear his voice and know he was ok.. 10 days all I knew was that he was in jail. All I knew was the lies they were feeding the world on the news .. "he was tased two times and swallowed a golf ball size baggie.” The lawyer called me and told me he was incoherent and couldn't lift his head!

This was the 4th time he had been on the news and the worst reputation it gave him. You must be wondering what in the world happened by now. Well July 25th 2018 me, him, and Sarah Wilson were couch hopping and living out of a car. I went to work and that afternoon no one showed up to get me. That day they got pulled on the way to pick me up and he started resisting. Why there were 5 cops in normal clothes on him off the bat I will never know. But Sarah never made it out of that stop alive. They claimed she got a 410 judge with bird shots loaded into it and put it in her mouth and pulled the trigger. While handcuffed behind her back.. she was 19 years old..

I can't tell you how many fights I got into with people defending him.. I have done it every time I had to since I was 14 and I will continue to defend him until I take my last breath.

Now you get it dont you. You may even remember the story on tv. It was world wide.

Since the day we got back tougher..September 20th 2017 till today Jan 10, 2020 he has home 4 months and 2 of those months he was off in a bipolar mental break doing God knows what. Deep down he had a plan and he knew what he was doing.

He had this plan to make a lot of cash fast to get us a home and out of my mom's house. It's just didn't work. So here I am. Being a prison wife sucks. Being in love with the one inmate whose prescribed the highest dose of many different meds they can legally give someone is harder. It's more than loving him I don't know how in the hell I got lucky enough to meet the one person in this Galaxy that was made to complete me.. but I did.. and I got to meet him when I was 12. It's so much more than first love, soulmates whatever you can try to label it.. It's so much more than soulmates in fact.

But even tho he's my person and I'm his.. that don't change the fact that prison wife life isn't fun, it's lonely , depressing, frustrating, expensive, I get to look forward to visits on a TV screen or my phone screen , and 1-3 10 min phone calls a day. I have to deal with his attitude because he's not home and mad at himself for it and take it out on me, I have to deal with the opinions on life money and how to handle things without any help on the out comes of those opinions and when their are not followed I have to deal with the fighting.I got to handle the missed holidays and birthdays that he's all in his feelings about not being home for. I have the court dates to stress about and if more time is added and how much.. it's all me. I hustle phone money . I hustle up every penny for my phone. He's hardly gotten any cantine this time cause I don't have a job. So the theory of him using me don't make sense.

Being a prison wife is total bullshit. You basically become this emotionless heartless empty shell. But during those phone calls and visit I feel alive again. Possibly even more than I did before. when he's home.... ITS MY BLISS. I could be in a cardboard box and be perfectly happy as long as he's by my side. If you ever hear us talk when the phone connects you'll heard us say Carbon atom it holds a special meaning to us. Everything in the world has at least one carbon atom in it .. so by saying carbon atom it means we are saying we love each other more than anything even the atom that is in everything. No one gets it and I don't care but he's my person and I can't give up on him he couldn't give up on me either. He's my everything. He's my other half.

We had our last and finally court date a few days ago. Between 2 city’s one causing the other to come after is in the first place. He got 5 years for Chesapeake 2 more left to go for them. And Va beach gave us a blessing, with 19 years over his head already form old charges we walked in there and fought told our side and with 4 probation violations and 2 felony drug charges and is severely bad record.. they gave him 2 years to starve AND RAN CONCURRENT. That’s a record for us they never do that and we left there with the judge and prosecutor in tears giving him words of encouragement and telling him that they don’t think that he’s a throw away case that he can make something out of what we have been thru. And we will. My baby will be home in 2 years and 4 months.