#this is SUCH a deranged answer never trust me with anything lmao

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oc alphabet soup: the letter a?

cam im so fuckin sorry that you had to be this person but you've activated my sleeper agent codes. youve said the magic words

so now you all have to hear a thing about AUDRI MOTHERFUCKIN OPILIO

^comm from the almighty @pysics btw. if you even care. you should. commission jun or die by my sword

ANYWAY she's one of my oldest ocs, part of the group of guys ive been yelling about with the one and only @dreaming-of-stories-and-stars for almost 7 years now. so she's literally the most ever. she's Bisexual Girl Jesus. she's an underground bike racer. she's been in cringefail gay love with her best friend for years and hasn't said shit. she is at all times 2.6 seconds away from an emotional breakdown. her love language is probably biting. she's God's Little Blorbo. she's even transgender.

without giving too much away she basically got handpicked by a god to take on the mantle of savior of the multiverse. very much atlas holding up the world momence. so she hasn't had an opportunity to like construct an identity outside her "divine purpose" since she was like mmmmm 8 years old maybe. she's Fucked ! but now she runs with a bunch of other insane space pirates, and she's in love with half of them. it's great. anyway she's a Very powerful magician this bitch has the nuclear launch codes probably. sometimes it pays to be Jesus 2

im aware this is incoherent. im so sorry. but i love her more than anything i can and will talk about her for hours. she contains multitudes she Cannot be condensed. but thank you for beholding her anyway

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Hey so honest question. Do you think they will actually make Lokius canon? Or do you think they will stick with Sylki? Idk I want to believe that lokius will be canon but idk I feel like there’s not a chance.

Check back with me when we're at least halfway into season 2 👁

Lmao I'm kidding. But also I'm not!

Honest answer is that I don't know. There's no real way to know – anyone who says otherwise is lying to you – but certainly not before we see what season 2 is doing and if it continues all the things that season 1 seemingly laid down.

Here is some of what I know about what the story has given us so far:

When it comes to "love is a dagger"... Loki always had 2 daggers. (Which we see Mobius hand him at one point.)

Loki's already explicitly canonically bisexual.

Loki wants a "real" love / relationship at the end of his "crusade." As of right now, a relationship with Sylvie has been defined as being "fiction" in so many words, and we've also seen her represent "love is an imaginary dagger" specifically because she played him and hurt him.

Loki needed to learn to trust others and how to be trustworthy. The only person he had that mutual trust with was Mobius.

Loki no longer thinks he "deserves to be alone." If they follow that through, then he can't/shouldn't end the show by being alone. Now, who will he be with in the end, romantically or otherwise? Who is to say! Not me! But it's much to think about!

Can any of this change? Sure. It's not out of the realm of possibility that they could try to turn Sylvie into the "real" love for Loki now, as he's probably going to have to teach her how to trust while proving to her that he can be trusted. He is now clearly the superior Loki, and he will likely now be her mentor instead as the example for her to follow (if she's receptive).

I just think them trying to create a romance between them now is... the least likely case? I've endlessly said this before at length in other places when I've written meta, so forgive me for repeating myself, but the 2 themes of this story have always been self-love and love/trust for others. Narratively speaking, Sylvie represented the former and Mobius represented the latter. And I simply think it would be truly bizarre for them to try to overhaul that now. They could! I'm sure they could. But I'd be surprised by it!

(And I'm also the rare deranged lunatic on the internet who thinks Sylki was never actually framed as a romance, misleading kiss of betrayal notwithstanding, and that people have misread everything going on with them. But I digress.)

Does any of the above guarantee canon Lokius? No lol. Secret third thing is also always possible, aka classic Disney no homo move. I'm not an idiot on that front. But the low bar I'm setting for myself and my hopes is Loki and Mobius doing a (perhaps literal, on a jet ski) ride off into the sunset together ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ That's all I want and all I expect realistically speaking.

Anything else (👀) will be a bonus.

[hechiima]

Phoenix realizing he's in love the moment he realizes he trusts Miles is so very beautiful 🥺

I have lots of questions abt aa really I'm very grateful you're answering

Do you think that Adrian Andrews and Miles will talk some time after 2-4? I mean at least bc he needs to apologize to her for what he pulled her through in that trial, but they also have stuff in common

Ough right?? So much of their relationship is about trust and I think about it constantly....And ofc!!! Thank you for asking honestly I love talking about AA so this has been an absolute delight for me <3

And that's a really interesting idea! I've never thought about it before but I can see what you mean? I don't think Edgeworth would have apologized to Andrews immediately after 2-4 tho b/c he was still in a really bad space. I don't know if he would have really fully grasped how fucked up that was (or if he did, he thought it was justified) and given how hectic everything else was, I think the thought wouldn't even have crossed Edgeworth's mind?

But given they both come back in AA3, I can see how they might have run into each other at some point and lololll yeah maybe apologize there. Haha it'd be an interesting interaction - Edgeworth realizing "ah shit I did say that didn't I" and awkwardly apologizing would make him so uncomfy. And as you pointed out, they do have some similarities - both lost important guiding figures to them and both seem to live largely in the shadow of that loss for a while? Also depending how you interpret Edgeworth's note, there's a possibility of some degree of suicide attempt/ideation.

But even with the similarities, it might be a difficult conversation for them both to have b/c they're both pretty closed off people. Edgeworth barely even opens up to the people he's close to and Andrews usually seems to wear a competent mask on initial meetings. I could maybe see an older Edgeworth trying to counsel/comfort Andrews (he is Soft and only gets more Soft with age) but I don't think he would also share his Own Fucked Up Background with her?

And then we're obviously not given anything on an older Andrews. She's not that much younger than Edgeworth and seems like she's got a good head on her shoulders so I'd really like to think she gets help and maybe can kinda see what Edgeworth is doing. Lolol and maybe calls him out on it.

Ugh that is a really fun dynamic to think about! Some similarities but then their personalities get in the way...but lmao I guess I wouldn't be so obsessed with these characters if they were Not Deranged. <3

Thanks for the ask!!

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Im so sorry...is your sister a minor

yeah she’s 17. i really don’t blame her it just sucks. anyway i think i needed to work through this but its also way too long so 

lol like that was supposed to be my birthday gift but it has now become a romantic getaway for a man and his gf (who is 18 years younger than him) and my sister and one of her friends. at like. one of the most expensive hotels in the country. the same man who guilted me into giving private tutoring to 8 students at a time while i was a student because he apparently is super poor and has no money and no job. (i started tutoring for extra money and to just. have a job. because he has also given me shit about that before too. if i don’t have a job i’m like a useless baby child who he can never trust to be responsible for her own life. turns out that was just a load of bullshit to trap me. and yeah i was teaching 8-9 students at some point and i think i was like telling him hey i don’t know if this is a good idea. its a little crazy. and he was like no u should keep doing it. its money u should just earn it. we aren’t doing great financially and at some point we might need ur help paying for ur sister’s tutoring classes. and so i did and it hurt me SO much last semester. + covid but also. it was tutoring mostly lmao) 

anyway i just. the thought of everything made me cry a lot in the shower lol. like that. quiet cry where u are sobbing uncontrollably but u have to mute it as much as possible so that ur mother who’s washing dishes in the kitchen doesn’t hear it

today we had some ikea furniture delivered. and i was assembling it. and my mom told me “when we were married i was always the one putting together the IKEA furniture. ur dad would always get frustrated and give up” and then in the shower i realized that’s exactly how my dad treats me lmao. i am.... his ikea furniture

so like. i can actually trace the most recent incident of abuse i faced from him back to when. i allowed him to “help” me with my university degree transfer issues. u know. because i couldn’t do the coding degree he pressured me into doing. and wanted to do something else (i could’ve gone to my uni open house w my friends. who ended up entering the arts faculty. and i WANTED to do psychology in the arts faculty too. but my dad and his gf were there. and they just. told me if i did that i would have no future and no job prospects when i graduated. which is SO fucking funny because both of them individually. their grades were super fucking shit and they were never good enough to get into the school that i did. so they had no fucking business telling me what i should or shouldn’t do. but i didn’t know that because they lied to me. my dad lied to me about so many things to scare me into thinking i couldn’t do anything. and at this point in my life. they were still monitoring my internet usage. and there were restrictions set on my phone. mere. months. before i was meant to be a university student. even getting restrictions off my phone was a big fight i had to have. i bought my own laptop with money i made from this f&b job because i knew if i waited for them to get one for me i would be waiting forever. and i was just so fucking scared of them so i got a. ‘practical’ degree. and then slid off my adhd meds because even that felt like part of the trap they kept me in for years) 

i decided i wanted to do linguistics and become a linguistics major but my school wasn’t letting me. and it had been a year. so i let him and my mom get involved. which i had SUCH a bad feeling about. an awful awful bad feeling. i was right lmao. i should’ve known his involvement wouldn’t have done shit and would also. set me up for yet another Major Traumatic Incident. which i have spent the entirety of 2020 trying to avoid. do you know how stressful and tiring it feels to just like. every moment around ur own father is u just trying to walk on eggshells praying and hoping that nothing bad will happen. i tried so hard and it fell apart in the end anyway. he couldn’t fix this problem so he took it out on me

my school essentially texted us back saying “we get a shit load of transfer requests every year, even from students from other schools. ur grades from the classes u took aren’t good enough to justify a transfer” and like they were right. i had been off my meds. various things in life had happened. my commute situation wasn’t helping matters either (to and from was 2 hours each) and it has just. not been great. grandad passed away like 2 weeks ago or something at that point. which. may have been an underlying cause for the situation. or maybe he was always going to blow up at me and get violent and crazy. idk

anyway. i guess u could say it is ‘my fault’ for cutting off contact w my father n not speaking to him. but also. he threatened to throw me into a mental institute. and also. violently refused to let me leave the house so he could keep yelling at me. he physically would not let me. i yelled at him to just let me go but he implied that he would actually hurt me if i tried to get past him again. and he said all sorts of shit like he can be crazy too and he can be crazier than me which is something he’s said before. what triggered me to leave was. ok so in the beginning he was giving me the same thing he has yelled at me about over the years. i am super super fucking smart but i waste it all away on purpose and refuse to get my shit together and that’s somehow a personal attack on him. i can’t remember most of it by now. but anyway. i was tearing up and keeping absolutely quiet just waiting for it to be over so i could leave and go to another room. but then he started to. yell at me for crying. its so fucking ironic and weird because in a separate previous incident i was complaining about my school and how much it all was. and i was barely raising my voice but he was like woah woah stop being so emotional!!! as if he doesn’t regularly scream and shout and punch walls or whatever the fuck over the SMALLEST bullshit. anyway. he started to scold me for crying. and then he said ‘if you go out in the future and get a job are you going to cry like this too when ur boss scolds you? or are you acting like this because i’m family and you think its okay?’ as if. i have never had a job. as if i have never had to deal with a boss. bro i swear to fucking god. i am dead to most things now because of him. he can’t do shit. but. in the moment i found this so ridiculous and just SO fucking stupid that i left. i had had enough. i started laughing and i walked out and went to grab my bag so i could go. i didn’t. get very far obviously. and when my dad started threatening me i genuinely thought i was going to die. he was so angry and deranged that i thought he was going to murder me. my heart was going just. so so so fast. even tho i was just standing there. and i told him he was terrifying me (to which he said “GOOD”) and i just NEEDED to get out of this situation and get some space (to which he said “NO” repeatedly). he refused to admit that he would use actual violence to prevent me from leaving the house. he told me he would NEVER let me leave. which was fucking ridiculous. i stay at his house. 2 days out of the fucking week. he literally shoved me backwards so hard when i was trying to leave and he wanted to stop me. he also refused to admit that he used violence or was planning to use violence. i tried to point out this flaw in his logic to him. i said ur going to hurt me. he said no. i said ok then if ur not going to hurt me then let me walk past you and leave the house. he also said no again. and then our cousins rang the door at some point. so then he started to come to his senses. he was like. ‘the reason i don’t want to let you leave is because i’m afraid you’ll hurt yourself.’ which was so fucking stupid. i have NEVER threatened to hurt myself in front of him. i have never shared ANY thoughts of self harm in front of him. he’s the one who would get into massive fights w his dad and threaten to jump out of the window in anger (and i don’t even mean when he was younger. he would fight with his 93 year old dad. fucking stupid bitch). i made this clear to him that i was never ever planning on hurting myself. and then he said fine and let me leave. meaning i had to answer the door to my cousins in tears while he got to walk back to his room and lock himself in

he also. at some point during this argument, told me there would be consequences to me leaving. i guess i know those consequences now lmao. and like. i went home to my moms house. my cousins walked me there. i still haven’t told them. idk if my dad told them. my dad texted me to gaslight me. said that when he said he was going to put me in a mental hospital he meant it as a friendly suggestion because of ‘the state i was in’. and that it ‘wasn’t meant as a threat’ and like. oof. healthy suggestions aren’t meant to be yelled. anyway. i might be texting him. just to inform him about developments and to like. i guess set boundaries maybe. idk. i can’t carry on like this. i hate him and am terrified of him but. cutting him out of my life is basically inviting ostracism from his side of the family. and it’s putting so much stress on me. so. lol

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From Insanity to Humanity // Prologue

Summary: HYDRA agent Lyra Lennox has one mission in life, to achieve more, to do bigger and better each time around. This mission is not as noble as it may sound. All Lyra wants, or more so, needs out of life is to leave a legacy, to be written about in history books and taught about in schools. Whether this is as a hero or villain is not something she particularly cares about. Lyra has got blood on her hands, blood of hundreds of people. Who they were? Why they’re gone? Again, not something she cares about. Her priorities lay with herself and herself only- after all she is the reason why the world keeps spinning and why the sun keeps rising. Her twisted view on reality could endanger the whole world’s safety. Life to Lyra is a game of chess and the people she encounters are merely pieces to help her win. Her opponent? Anyone and anything in her way. And all those who think they have control over her? They will learn how wrong they were over time. She plays people. She is cold. She has a mission. The only ones able to stop her from doing something to fatally jeopardize a mission are the ones preserving Earth’s safety, The Avengers. Will they be able to bring out the humanity buried deep inside?

Word Count: 1.6K+

Warning: get ready for a pretty dark fic babies lol. mentions of child abuse, mentions of murder, being captured, mentions of starvation, blood, also some cursing but that really doesn’t matter here lmao

A/N: okay so this is that series i was talking about. i’m soso excited about how it’s going to turn out and i just really hope that you guys will enjoy it. i know that Lyra might not seem the most likable character ever but i have so much planned out for her so stay tuned my loves. big shouout to my girl @microwaveddrabbles for writing the summary, for being an amazing proof-reader and for being here for me throughout the whole process, giving me ideas and encouraging my own ones. i love you so much baby, you deserve the world! happy reading babies! xx

The ice-cold, concrete floor of her cell wasn’t the most comfortable place for a good night’s sleep by any means, but wasn’t the worst either. She had slept on much cooler and much harder surfaces, causing her back to ache and creating overall frustration. That was one of her weaknesses- she could get very angry in a very short time. Every time something didn’t work out as she had planned, she got frustrated, furious even, which she wanted to let out as soon as possible. So, Lyra visited the nearby woods to scream until she found the relief she sought, leaving the bodies of dead birds and deer behind, making everyone who was nearby, deaf.

Her cries could tear the organs of people and animals to pieces, causing immediate death. This, however, wasn’t the deadliest thing about her- she read and analysed people all the time, digging up their most well-kept secrets by making her way into their minds carefully. She pictures their minds as though they were the hallways of a museum where she could roam around freely, with no interruption nor distraction. Most of the time, her victims weren’t aware of her actions, their unknowingness enabling her to do as she pleased. Lyra was well aware of her abilities and was never afraid to use them for her own gain, and her own gain only. Everything she did and everything she had ever done, was for her own satisfaction. She never thought about anyone or anything else. She had been left alone, to be raised by evil itself and Lyra learned the most important lesson at a very young age, ‘never trust anyone but yourself.’ This made her view on the world somewhat deranged, altering reality in all sorts of twisted ways. To Lyra, however, it didn’t matter, because she was successful, her name was known among her people and more importantly- she was feared.

Lyra was woken up by the piercing light coming in from the corridor outside, letting her know that the guard was here with yet another plate of bland food she was not going to eat. This time, it wasn’t just the guard- she had a visitor as well. She slowly pushed herself up in the corner of the miniature cell when she heard light footsteps approaching and the husky voice of a man standing by the closed door. She rubbed her eyes before lifting her head up to look at him and she couldn’t help but chuckle when she recognised Nick Fury himself.

“Aren’t you getting bored of this outfit?”, she whispered in a croaky voice. The result of refusing to talk for a whole week.

Fury slowly tucked his hands in his pockets, looking at the bony girl lying in the dusty cell. She was the complete opposite of what she looked like when they captured her- Lennox had been fiery and fierce back then; kicking, punching and even biting his agents causing them to almost lose her. And now, after what was almost a week, she appeared broken and on the verge of giving up. Fury was certain she would go as far as trying to kill herself had she been given the chance.

He turned his head towards the plates filled with untouched food, completely ignoring Lyra’s snarky comment. He looked at the guard standing on his left and asked him what that was.

“She refuses to eat, Sir. Probably trying to starve herself to death”, the guard replied, while Fury glanced at the girl who had a small smile on her face framed by her messy, dirty, brown hair. He decided to get closer to her and pulled his hands out of his pockets as they were beginning to sweat.

“If you think that we only want to keep you alive so we can torture you, you’re dead wrong. Just go ahead and eat, you already look like a sack of bones, girl”, he stated, earning an unimpressed look from Lyra, who had gotten used to the feeling of hunger since HYDRA had never been famous for its excellent cuisine.

“Your concern truly melts my heart but I’m good, Mr Fury”, the girl answered in a monotonous tone and Fury knew they had broken her. What he did not know was just how great of an actor Lyra Lennox was. It was just another show for her and she was enjoying her role. After all, she’s leading ‘the’ Nick Fury on.

Fury told the guard to get rid of the food and added that he wanted to talk to Miss Lennox alone. The guard gave a quick nod and left, closing the door once again, leaving the two of them alone. Lyra flashed a fake smile at the boss of S.H.I.E.L.D. who didn’t return the gesture. He furrowed his brows instead and looked deep into those piercing green eyes, trying to see through this girl who barely had close to no humanity in her. No one is born like this, Nick was very aware of that fact. He also knew HYDRA’s ways of breaking their agents, turning them into weapons but he had never met someone quite like her.

“How did you get here, girl?”, he asked, folding his arms against his chest, not taking his eyes away from her tired and tortured face. She wanted to stay in control and keep herself collected desperately, but even the toughest ones give up when locked away in a cell with barely any light and no sense of time.

Lyra leaned her head back against the dirty wall, thinking about everything she’d gone through in her still rather short life, which could come to an end any moment now. She was not going to give away everything about herself- she was well aware they could, and probably would, use it against her and she couldn’t put herself at such risk. She had to be in control and being an open book to her enemies wasn’t going to help her achieve that.

After a minute of silence and contemplating, she looked at Nick Fury again and started talking slowly.

“You know, it really does suck when your parents are two crazy Russians who think it’s a good idea to experiment on their infant child in an abandoned lab”, she started, looking deep into Fury’s brown eyes, not breaking the contact for even a second. “That’s how I got my powers. Or so the legend says. As a kid, it was hell learning how to control them instead of letting them take control of me. My father wasn’t that bad of a parent, you know. He spent all his time with me, taking care of me and playing with me. Dealing with my whiny self. People hated them for what they did, but he was innocent. He was brainwashed by HYDRA and they played some mind games on him during the experiments. But my mother. Oh man”, she paused there as she remembered and let out a light chuckle, shaking her head, “she was one fucking crazy bitch. She was even more of a control freak than I am. She was in charge of my training and she was the cruellest teacher you can imagine. Then, one day, she got on my nerves and I made her deaf. The end.”

Fury listened to the story with no expression on his face and he was waiting for the girl to continue, but she clearly wasn’t going to. Lyra looked around in the cell again, then her glance returned to the man and she opened her mouth once again.

“Also, why put me in a cell? You’re aware that I can make your skull explode with my mind, right?”, she questioned, earning a sarcastic smile from Fury.

“I am. But are you aware of that little device in your neck? Stops you from doing anything stupid or something you’d regret.”

“I have no regrets and you’re a fool if you think I regret anything”, she replied, spitting the words out through her teeth, growing tired of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s shitshow. For the first time this week, she felt the irresistible urge to use her powers. It had been lurking in the back of her mind all this time, but she had ignored it. She thought that if she would behave well, they would let her go sooner. That’s clearly not what happened, and the realisation hit her hard. Lyra was a caged animal at the mercy of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the idea of that had started to make her go crazy just again.

Her pupils widened as she looked around the cell over and over again, feeling like the walls were getting closer and closer to her, feeling like she would die while being captured by a fool with an eyepatch. Lyra couldn’t let that happen- she always had to be in control, otherwise all hell would break loose and she would die like all those other people with their names completely forgotten. She turned her head towards Nick and slowly pushed herself up to stand on her two feet covered in bruises and scars. Lyra was dizzy and hungry but she didn’t care about all the physical pain, she wanted to break free and she would do anything for that. She wanted to gain control all the while losing control over herself.

“How do I know it’s not some kind of trick?”, she whispered, very much reminding Fury of a snake. He kept himself collected and cool; he’d seen much worse stuff and a crazy witch in a cell was nothing new. He never would have thought that Lyra would be able to go ahead and tear the little device out of her neck with one simple movement of her hand. Fury’s eyes widened when he saw the blood, dripping down the girl’s neck slowly and the bloody chip in hand. She didn’t cry. Lyra simply stared at her in blood covered hands and gave Nick an empty look before she collapsed into his arms, whispering something in Russian that the man couldn’t understand.

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Works In Progress Tag

I was tagged by @oh-beyond to do this! Legit guys, if you haven’t already, go check her stuff out. I found her through her hybrid series and I was hooked. She has so many other dope things, so yeah go check her out! She recently updated Savior and omg guys I’m flipping all of the tables over it

So, I’m going to tag a few writers as well! Gotta spread the love yanno? Also, sorry if you’ve done this before (you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to)! @kollectionn @narika-a (how’s your angst? ;) lmao) @kpopfanfictrash @fluffyjenope @chanseoyong @nct-for-life @taemins-dolphin  

Before I start let me just say I have a bad habit of starting things and leaving them 80% finished or I complete them and don’t post them because I feel like they suck but what the hey here are things I will post

Limerence - Chapter X

Status: Final touches and editing

Preview: 

A few days later and still no word for Suho. Sehun had been staying at my house since that night, but he said that when he did go over to his house he didn’t see Suho there. I brought up the fact of that being a little questionable, but Sehun reassured me and said that he would be fine wherever he was. It still didn’t put my mind at ease, though.

While Sehun was busy working on one of my off days, I decided to sneak Sehun’s house keys and go look around their house for myself. He was too busy typing away at his computer to notice that I had taken his keys from the kitchen counter, giving me the perfect opportunity to sneak out of the house. I walked up to their front door and started to unlock the door, looking around to see if any of the neighbors were outside and paying attention. Though, If any of them were to see me, they know how close Sehun and I are so they wouldn’t think anything of it.

“Suho? Are you here? It’s me, Urs!” Once in the house, I called out to him. I walked through the downstairs, calling for him as I did so. I opened the back door and called again, “Suho? Are you out here?” I unlocked my phone and dialed his number. I listened to see if I could hear it ring, but I only heard silence. I headed up the stairs to Suho’s room. I attempted to open his door, but it was locked.

“Suho? Are you in there?” I knocked on his door and pressed my ear to it to see if I could hear him. I knocked again after no response, when I didn’t hear anyone inside I decided to pick the lock. I took one of the bobby pins from my hair and bent it so I could stick it in the lock. It took a minute or two, but I finally managed to unlock it. When I entered his room, I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. It actually looked like noone had been in his room for days.

Around the same time, I got a text message. From Suho. I opened it up to read our last conversations and to see his response.

(Continues under the read more.)

Homme Fatale

Status: Writing

Preview: 

When she awoke she found herself tied to a chair in what seemed to be a basement of sorts. The room smelled of mold and mildew, and the chill of the air sent shivers up her spine. She looked around her surroundings, but all she found was an empty room. Wait—no, not empty. Another man stood in the corner of the room silently observing her. He had an innocent face, but the gun strapped to his side said otherwise. He was absolutely adorable, to say the least. He had a dangerous vibe to him though, one that made her tremble under his stare.

“If you're done with checking me out, I'd like to give you a rundown on what you're here for.” He came over to me and ripped the duct tape off of my mouth. “Now, be a good girl for me and when your boyfriend comes back with a camera make sure to send daddy a convincing message,” He cackled.

“What are you talking about?”

“You're going to be bait for your daddy, sweetheart.”

Yuta came in shortly after, a camera in hand. When he saw the look of betrayal on her face he felt disappointed in himself. He quickly came back to his senses and made his way over to her. He focused the camera on her, “Alright, dollface. Give your father a good show, maybe cry and scream a little. Hearing his little girl screaming and crying will be enough persuasion.”

‘How did this happen to me?’ She thought. She felt ashamed that she had regrettably trusted this man so blindly, even letting him into her home unsupervised. She had been raised to know better than this, but something about Yuta made everything she learned fade away. How she wished she could go back to that night at the bar and stopped their insidious relationship before it got to this point now.

Surprise I’m finally writing more NCT~

Abducted

Status: Writing

Preview: 

“Has he lost his mind?! Why the hell would he bring them here?!” Kai had his ear pressed to the door to the hallway. When he heard voices outside, he couldn’t help but wonder what they were talking about. The voices had started arguing, that much he knew. He listened longer to see if he could learn anything new.

“Where else was he supposed to bring them? They’re safer here than anywhere else. He just wants-” He couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation because the voices got quieter. The only thing he heard was when one of the people outside walked away. “This is bullshit!” The voice said, then he heard footsteps going back down the hallway.

“They said that we were safe here, but that’s all I could hear,” He informed. Each of them seemed to be losing their minds. They had been stuck in the room for four days with absolutely nothing to do. There were no windows in the room, no books, no TV, no games, nothing they could entertain themselves with. Chanyeol had even found that teasing D.O no longer occupied his time well enough anymore. Kai stayed in his place by the door hoping to hear more, and finally, his hopes were answered.

“This is absolutely absurd! I can’t believe he thinks that this is a good plan!”

“You know not to question him, it will do no good. We can do nothing but respect his plan and silently go along with it.” He recognized the voices as the two from before. He pressed his ear closer to the door so he could hear better. “If they’re going to be here for awhile, don’t you think they should at least have something to do? Do you know how bored they must be by now?”

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The remained in their embrace, silent. Being in one another’s arms was enough for them at the moment, no words were needed between them. She swept the hair away from his forehead and kissed it, “As long as I get to hold you like this, all of it will be fine.” Kai didn’t know what in particular ‘it’ was that she was referring to, so he simply returned the kiss.

“That’s a nice lipstick shade. How did you know red was my favorite color on you?” He teased. She subconsciously brought her hand to her lips, giving Kai the perfect opportunity to intertwine their fingers. He brought her hand near his lips and kissed her knuckles, then tear slid down his cheek, “Jongin, please don’t cry,” She wiped the tear away with her free hand.

“These aren’t sad tears. These are happy tears. I’m so happy to be with you right now,” He confessed. She pulled him in for a gentle kiss, he let go of her hand and gripped onto her body. He pulled their bodies as close together as they could get, this was a place where they could escape from reality together. A place where they could be happy together and free from worries of the real world.

“What are you two doing?!” Chanyeol had entered the room quietly, not expecting to find his best friend’s girlfriend and his other friend kissing in the bedroom. Suho and Baekhyun came running down the hallway and into the room, the rest of the members following close behind. Kai and (Y/N) didn’t separate from their embrace, but seeing Baekhyun’s face made her pull away from Kai.

“(Y/N), Kai, what is going on?” Chanyeol asked again, his tone becoming one that she had never heard. He sounded so stern, so harsh, but he just walked in on what he thinks to be his best friend’s girlfriend cheating on him so he had every right to be that way. The eyes of Suho, (Y/N), and Kai all were focused on Baekhyun, everyone else’s eyes were focused on (Y/N) and Kai.

Baekhyun was the first to do something. He turned and ran out of the room, possibly out of the dorm even.

“Baekhyun, wait a minute!” Kai and (Y/N) took off running after Baekhyun, Suho following in suit.

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