#this would go great in this part of your house. oh well WHY dont you want it? ugh FINE i will just TAKE it BACK

[pr]

does anyone else have parents that give you "gifts" and by all outside accounts it should be something nice that youre grateful for, but the reality is they give you gifts you do not need and do not ask for and do not have room for, and they make you feel guilty if you reject them so you have no choice but to take them?

[martian-astro10]

D9/ Navamsa chart observations - Part 3

Jupiter in 9th is a great placement, even better if it's the 7th lord or darakaraka in d1. Your spouse will be intelligent. there's also a chance that you may do your master's or PhD after marriage. Your spouse can also have a job related to spirituality (one of my mom's friends has this placement and his wife is a reiki healer and also teaches meditation and hypnosis)

Jupiter in 10th is another really good placement. You and your spouse could start a business together, or you may meet them in your workplace. This is one of the placements that indicate that you'll earn more after marriage or once you start working WITH them (okay, so this example is interesting, i dont know how many of you know this, but there's an Indian company, dabur, and one of my relatives got married to the daughter of the brother of the guy who currently owns the company and let me tell you something, they are RICH RICH RICH, and like they helped my relative set up his own company and whenever we visit them, they give us such expensive gifts, you won't even find them anywhere, like custom made stuff) so if other factors support this, then you can get married into a super rich household

Venus conjunct ketu in 4th is a super common placement but I've noticed that it gives different results depending on what the ascendant is. A common prediction would be, that you guys will not get along with your spouse's family, you're gonna think that they waste too much money when they already have less of it. This is especially true for mother in law (I know a girl with this placement whose mother in law spends a lot on shopping and then asks for money from her, and she has to give in because divorce is not an option) i would recommend you guys to marry someone who doesn't have a mother 🥲

I KNOW SO MANY PEOPLE WITH MERCURY IN 8TH and it's so fascinating how it has the same exact effect on everyone. Okay, so this placement gives you 2 things, first, you'll gain a lot of money through joint accounts with your spouse, this could also be a marriage where you guys stay together just for money, a lot of celebrities have this placement. Second, your spouse is gonna hide things from you, like their salary (i know a woman with this placement and her husband was promoted and he told his wife that he was still doing the low pay job and he opened another account where he saved that extra money, while their family was having financial difficulties and stuff, it was a BIG deal)

Mercury in 11th is a nice placement, this could indicate a friends to lover type of story with your spouse. They could also be an extrovert, especially if mercury is in gemini. You guys will be focused on earning money but your whole focus won't be on money, like in 2nd or 8th house, it's gonna be more like "oh, this looks like a good idea, should we invest in this" kinda thing, i would say this is more like, both practical and romantic relationship

Moon in 8th..... Not exactly the best placement. Almost all the people that i know with this placement have been cheated on by their spouse, and again your spouse could hide things from you, but this time it's more emotional. Also, i have noticed that a lot of people with this placement marry someone who's in the closet, so their partner isn't affectionate and loving towards them and they think it's their fault but it's not, but it still ends up hurting them. You, yourself, could hide your feelings as well, and your spouse can see that and that's why they hide THEIR emotions, it's like a cycle. (if you have this, i would recommend you guys to go to therapy, heal your trauma and only then get into a serious relationship and sometimes you push your feelings down and you think you're over it, but you're not)

Mars in 8th can give very different results, but it does give you a spouse who is very sexual (and believe me, it's not always a good thing). If Mars is strong then it gives extremely good results, the ability to defeat your enemies and win, i know a person with this placement and she's a woman and people around her have always tried to ruin her life and she still managed to get up and is now living a great life. But if Mars is weak or worse, debilitated, then it can give an aggressive spouse, i know a person but i dont think i should share her story with you all, but if Mars is weak then... Don't marry. BUT if 7th lord and darakaraka of d1 is SUPER STRONG in d9 then go ahead.

Venus in 2nd is like okay okay, not bad but not good. I feel like this placement works better when it's in the cart of a man rather than a woman. The spouse will be good but will be more focused on earning money, even if they're already rich. From what I've seen, men are okay with wives like that, but women aren't, they need emotional security so being with a man who is focused on money makes them sad and lonely, whereas, men with this placement are more than happy to get wives like that, In MY opinion.

Sun conjunct ketu in 11th is another placement that is common, I know a lot of people with this. So, you will gain wealth but it's going to come very slowly, the type to MAKE generational wealth but not able to enjoy it. Also, i have noticed that these people always end up marrying someone who is in a lower position than them, career wise and so they support their spouse and at the same time take most of the financial responsibility of the family.

Ketu in 8th is SUCH a strong indicator of having a kid before marriage, or atleast getting pregnant. All the celebrities who've had a kid before marriage have this placement, Angelina Jolie and Shakira are two that i currently remember but I've seen it in the charts of a lot more. And listen, THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH THIS, OKAY.

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[yandereend]

Yandere Househusband

The wedding

P. 2/?

TW : normal yandere stuff, dubcon, reader is into it?, Tyler talks about children, both are like 18 or 19

Btw English is not my first language so please keep that in mind

🩵Also thanks to everyone who wrote nice comments under the first post🩵

You sometimes watched those trashy shows about the bridezillas who were obsessed with their weddings and made everyones live hell. Like many people you hopped to never be in a situation like this. But here you were sitting besides your fianc�� while he discusses flower arrangements, acting like a giant brat.

Is it so hard to put together bouquets with ALL pink flowers?!

Sir we dont have enough pink lillies for all your decorations. You should reconsider some of your choices-

I‘m surrounded by idiots!! My spouse wanted pink lillies so i don’t care if you don’t have them stocked!! Just buy them!

That would be even more expen-

Just do it !!!

And with that Tyler took your hand and you both exited the flower shop. It was almost comical how such a small thing could affect a grown man so much, but hey it’s his day. Tyler had a big pout on his face so that called for your attention and pampering.

Tyler don’t be upset.

But its our day my darling, everything should be perfect! We spend so much time picking out your (suit/dress/whatever you want its your wedding) and my suit. The flowers have to match or everything was for nothing my dear!

Not everything has to be perfect.

Oh yes it does! Have you never been on pinterest ?

That was the whole wedding planning in a nutshell , just an avid pinterest user placing together the wedding of their dreams( yandere style). Sometimes it was cute seeing Tyler being so invested in the wedding, other times it was more than annoying to cater to his perfectionism.

You also often thought about how quickly things progressed. I mean you just graduated high school and are already engaged and working for your fiancés father. Tylers father, Eric, was a great boss, you often wondered why people were scared of him. It’s just your nice father in law! Always explaining everything to you and hyping you up as the next in line of the family business. I mean you’re almost a part of it.

And Tylers mother, Ramona, was the same, always acting like she’s your real mother and caring for you. Not to mention Tyler himself. You were not suprised when he didn’t went out to look for a job or university, he always promoted the idea of a traditional family with you as the breadwinner in the center. And hey, his parents gifted you a house as an engagement gift, so its safe to say that you wont suffer in the presence of those saints.

At least that’s what you thought of them, little did you know that they were the reason why most of your friends cut contact and your family hardly called after you moved out. But hey who needs them anyways.

So while all these thoughts ran through your mind here you were, walking down the aisle with your father and finally seeing the man of your dreams in his perfectly tailored suit and styled hair, with tears in his eyes witnessing your beauty.

Your wedding vow was rather short but still packed with the love you felt for your husband. And after he put himself together, because of his happy tears, he read the most beautiful wedding vow you ever heard touching your heart and everyone else’s in the chapel. So when you finally get to put the rings on each other’s fingers you both stand up there with tears in your eyes.

And when you both finally unite in a grand kiss your fate was finally sealed. Tyler had you finally completely in his grasp, even if you didn’t realize it. And he,as well as his family, will never let you go. So enjoy your wedding party with your family and friends, you won’t get to see them any longer my dear.

Till death do you apart.

🩵Thanks a lot I hope you enjoyed it, I am planning on making this a series so please comment ideas for your life with your new husband 🩵

[incorporealbombchelle]

Friend of the Family

Mr. Reed × Fem! (Mid-20s) Reader (18+)

Synopsis: Part 3 - (y/n)'s Christmas wishes are finally fulfilled...

⚠️TW: Age Gap, Oral Sex (Female Recipient), Raw P in V Penetration, Minimal Dirty Talk, Light Slutshaming, General Smut. 🎄

He removes the oven mitts and his attention is back on me, where it belongs.

Mr. Reed perches his glasses on top of his head and strokes my cheek, sympathetic to my plight.

I narrow my eyes at him "You don't even mean it. You're a total tease."

He grins.

"And you, sweet (y/n), are a brat." He takes on a more serious tone, "All those eyerolls, all that huffing and puffing when you dont get exactly what you want, right when you want it. You've abdolutely no restraint. You're entitled, and especially to what's not yours." A self-satisfied smirk "You're clever, beautiful, naughty, and you think those traits are enough to get by on. The quintessential Oxford scholar by day, party princess by night. I knew a great many girls like you when I was an Oxonian. Which is why that behaviour," he points a finger at me "must end immediately, if you're to be respected."

I scoff at his indictment.

"You're wrong-"

"You've spent the entirety of the morning trying to get me to bend you over the kitchen counter. Even before your father had left the house, why is that?" His brows raise momentarily and he knows he's got me pegged.

I feel myself go red.

"Because..." I trail off, unable to find the words or meet his gaze. I don't like him calling me out like this, it makes me feel dirty, but I listen when he speaks.

"Because, (y/n), you want it so desperately that you can't even wait for me to take you to bed." He leans down, lips just centimeters from my ear and whispers. "You need it right here. Right now. And you think you'll get it too, if you're persistent enough. " he chuckles.

I shiver at the sensation of his breath on my neck and he's not wrong, but I can't let him be right.

"No-"

"You've been so completely transparent from the moment you crossed my threshold, it's a marvel Jonathan hasn't noticed by now. I almost want to tell him, if just to point out the true depths of his incomptence, the poor bastard."

My eyes go wide and my mouth is dry and- "Please don't. Don't tell him. I'll behave, keep my hands to myself, I promise. I swear, Mr. Reed, I'll-"

His hands are on either side of me, trapping my body in its place against the counter.

"Well. Let's not be hasty, mm? I was only making a point. I didn't say I was going to tell him. Despite your best efforts and worst behaviours, I find you to be quite...captivating."

"Oh?" 

He's so close I can feel his body heat, it would be so easy to kiss him, to touch him, but I don't. Restraint. His eyes hold mine and Mr. Reed looks down on me like he has what I want, knows something I don't.

"There it is."

"What?"

"That look. The look you gave me last night. That look, says everything without a word. It says 'touch me. Use me, harshly. Make me Whole.' And is that what you want, (y/n)? Ultimately, I mean. To be with someone through which you see yourself made complete?"

Yes. Yes.

"No." I state, defiant.

The air between us is charged as he leans down to press a few small, soft kisses into the side of my throat. "You, " He murmurs into the skin of my neck, continuing his trail of light pecks down onto my collarbones, "are a terrible liar," his fingers rake up under the fabric of my sweater, pulling it over my head and throwing it aside. He takes a moment to appreciate my breasts before resuming his succesion down my body, sinking to his knees before me. "but I shall grant you your wish," Mr. Reed's eyes meet mine and his fingers hook into the sides of my pajama shorts and the dampened panties beneath, dragging them swiftly down my legs, "because really, who am I to deny the need of a gorgeous, entirely desperate young woman, hm?" A close-lipped smile.

I'm completely exposed before him and I step out of the shorts. He discards them over his shoulder, looking up at me, eye-level with my sex. Taking a deep breath, I part my legs for him.

Mr. Reed holds my calves steady as he licks a long stripe up my left inner thigh from knee to labia, then does the same to the opposite side. "(y/n), rest your elbows back on the counter for me."

I do, and he sweeps the backs of my thighs up, letting one rest on either of his shoulders. He's surprisingly strong for his age and I watch his eyes close as he inhales my scent before dragging his tongue up my vulva eagerly, methodically. His mouth is hot and his eyes are somehow bluer than they were, I watch them roll back, closing as he carries on.

His grip is firm on my thighs and I gasp at the way he moans into me, a heavenly vibration as he slips a finger inside, pumping few times in a slow and steady rhythm before adding a second. Plucking the glasses from his head, I set them on the counter, and weave a hand into his hair.

I'm tense with need and feel myself starting to tighten up around his fingers. "Mr. Reed," I pant, "Please-" crossing my ankles over his back as he continues.

The tip of his tongue works agonizingly slow circles over my clit and I clench a couple times. "Mister R-Reeed, I'm- mmh," I moan, hips bucking involuntarily, as he gradually speeds up the pace of his fingers.

It's a dizzying feeling in tandem with the slow friction of his tongue and I'm almost there. "Mister Reed, I- ohh my God!" It comes out as a helpless whimper and my head falls back as orgasm drives through my body in a series of demanding pulsations. My eyes close and I feel weak, hot and filthy as I attempt to catch my breath.

Mr. Reed stills his movements as I start to come down somewhat, flustered and trembling. He withdraws his fingers and gives them a quick taste before rising from his kneeling position and grabbing a tea towel from the counter to freshen up with. He gives my forehead a peck. "Thank Y-you," I breathe, blinking up at him

"You're very welcome..." he murmurs. I take a second to let my gaze drag over him. He's so pretty. Hair disheveled, panting, cardigan askew. His cock is hard, throbbing, ready. I reach for it but he seizes my wrist, eyes wide in warning.

"Ah-ah. No dessert without dinner," I flush at this and he smirks. "Tonight, you learn temperance. And if you're good, you might earn yourself a nice shag. In a bed, this time." He teases.

Mr. Reed gives me a wink, dropping my arm, and snatches his glasses off the counter, removing a phone from his cardigan pocket and leaning back against the kitchen island. I watch him adjust himself and his brow furrows as he reads a text.

"(y/n), purple or green?" He asks, not looking up.

"Why?" I collect my clothes from the floor, pulling them on hastily.

"Why do you think? It obviously has to do with your gift, now choose."

"Green."

He taps at his phone some then places it back in his pocket, flashing me a contented grin.

"Perfect. Now, I believe you were headed upstairs to change, yes?"

"No, I-"

"So you'd like to be sat here in the same pajamas, smelling like sex and shame when he gets back then? Bold of you."

"Okay fine, I'm going."

"Good choice."

I simper at him, exhaling through my nose, and wait til my back is turned to roll my eyes this time, making my way down the hallway and up the stairs.

After a long shower, I treat myself to a quick hour nap, only to be awoken by my phone buzzing violently under the pillow. It's a text from an unsaved number.

303-555-4844: Don't wear that slutty red top to dinner tonight. x

It has to be him and I tap back : how did u get this number?? have u been going thru my suitcase????

303-555-4844: Your dad's phone doesn't have a passcode and I wanted to get to know you better. He's back, by the way. Chewing my ear about gifting, the election, Zillow listings. Considering a shot of bleach. x

I  stifle a laugh and save him to my contacts before figuring out a response.

Me: don't u have cookies to decorate?

Reed: They're done & drying. Are you?

I sit up and write him back, resituating the towel I'd fallen asleep wrapped up in.

Me: yep & avoiding the 2 of u

Reed: You wound me. Come down. x

Me: 🙄 do I have to?

Reed: Your insufferability reads well over text, I like it better in person. Come down. x

Me: fine gimme a sec

He likes me and I get ready, I get all dressed up, in black jeans and what I can only assume he meant by 'that slutty red top'.

In actuality, it's a somewhat thin, incredibly soft long-sleeved red henley shirt with snaps down the front. I undo a couple for effect, sort out my hair, slip my phone into my pocket and walk downstairs.

The kitchen smells fantastic and Mr. Reed and Dad chatter on either side of the island, sipping red wine and laughing loudly. Mr. Reed wears a maroon button down shirt, the top button undone and sleeves rolled. He's devastating. I take a breath and collect my thoughts, greeting the room with a sheepish smile.

"So he lives," I joke, giving Dad a quick side hug before taking the seat next to him at the counter.

"Hey Bug, yeah I barely made it out of there alive. I was just telling Mr. Reed that apparently the other shoppers were just as desperate. One lady even shoved me in the checkout line! But I guess that's what I get for waiting to shop til 2 days out, it's war out there!" He giggles.

"Get me something nice?" I question.

"No comment." Dad grins excitedly and gives Mr. Reed a look.

"Mr. Reed, did he?"

He smiles, looking up from his wine glass. "Not at liberty to say, I'm afraid." He winks at me as he sips, eyes flitting to my chest momentarily.

"Fine then," I cross my arms, looking between them "keep your secrets. I would like to know what's for dinner, though."

"Coq Au Vin," Mr. Reed states proudly, his French accent immaculate. "And Pinot Noir to compliment, obviously. Would you like some, (y/n)?"

"Love some. Small pours this time though." I laugh.

"Small pours and small sips, eh?" He quips back, pouring a half glass and pushing it across the counter to me.

We eat and laugh, drink and talk and 9:30 comes fast.

Dad's eyes are half-lidded and he yawns, rising from his stool.

"Well, it's been fun kids, but this old man must rest, lest my legs seize up from all that walking."

"Night, Dad."

"Sleep well, J."

Dad pads down the hallway and I watch Mr. Reed clear plates and pans, rinsing them in the sink, his back turned to me.

"So...Coq Au Vin, huh?" I sip my wine.

"I thought I told you not to wear that."

"I don't take fashion advice from old men."

He dries his hands, stepping around the counter to stand in front of me. I'm tipsy, not drunk, but my whole body goes warm as he looks me over, eyes lingering on my chest.

"To every action, (y/n), an equal or opposite reaction. What do you believe the equal or opposite reaction to this saucy little garment will be?"

"I dunno, Mister Reed..." I look but don't touch and my teeth sink into my lower lip as his eyes catch mine. He studies my face for a second and smirks.

"Upstairs. Now. Last door on your left."

I scoot off the stool and our bodies brush past eachother momentarily as I wander towards the hallway.

"Will you be joining me?" I ask over my shoulder.

"I'll be along in a minute. Get yourself comfortable in bed, text if you need anything."

I give him a quick nod and make my way upstairs to the last door on the left side of the hallway, pushing it open slowly.

Mr. Reed's bedroom, not unlike his kitchen, is obscenely large and incredibly well designed.

A four-poster bed, overlapping Persian rugs, and what appear to be stained glass windows. The walls are coated in the same bright green wallpaper as the living room and he's got cases upon cases of books and records lining them. I note a vinyl player on one end of the room, and a scented candle on one of the nightstands.

I close the door behind me gently and pad over to the nightstand with the candle on it. Yanking off my shirt, bralette and jeans, I carefully climb into his bed.

The sheets are silk and the room is warm and maybe I'm a little past tipsy, because laying in his bed feels like a divine experience. I'd be content just to be held here for hours on end. I stretch and relax my body, letting out a deep breath.

The door's handle turns and Mr. Reed steps inside, closing and locking it with caution. He stands at the end of the bed, taking in the sight of my body, warm, languid, vulnerable. All for him.

"Ohhh, you are Glorious. But are you comfortable?"

"Verrry," I purr, smiling as I sprawl out. "Your bed is so cozy..."

"If you're impressed with the bed alone, just wait till you find out what I plan to do to you in it." he smirks.

I prop myself up on my elbows to look at him properly. "And what is it you plan to do to me, Mr. Reed?"

"Turn over and I'll show you."

I follow his instruction, laying on my stomach, and look over my shoulder at him as he untucks and unbuttons his shirt. His arms are uncharacteristically muscular for a man his age, his chest is toned, his torso slender, and I have to swallow to keep myself from salivating.

I watch as he undoes his belt and unzips his pants.  His boxers are navy blue paisley and his cock strains against them urgently as he climbs onto the bed behind me. He grinds its length against my ass, letting out a low groan into the crook of my neck as I arch back into him instinctively. I can't help the moan that leaves me as one of his hands wraps around my throat, squeezing lightly while the other snakes around my hip and under the hem of my panties, exploring the slickness of my folds.

"Not so contrarian now, are we, (y/n)?" He chuckles under his breath, slowly rubbing himself against me and my mind goes hazy when I feel his clothed cock twitch against the gusset of my panties.

"Mmmh, Mister Reed," I whimper "I need it..."

"And you'll have it, impatient little thing you are..." His fingers circle over my clit and I gasp.

Both of his hands leave me at once and I groan at the loss of sensation. He hooks his fingers under my hips, arching them higher to meet his own. Mr. Reed pulls my drenched panties aside to line himself up with me and without warning or hesitation, he slips inside with a singular harsh thrust.

I bite hard onto a pillow to keep from crying out. I'm not used to his length or his girth yet and it's shocking to feel this completely filled out all at once. His fingers return to my clit and I suck in a sharp breath, my whole body on edge as he starts to gently buck into my core, picking up pace quickly and I feel myself tighten around him.

"M-mister Reed..  ahh-hmmm, ke-eeep doing that, fuck!"

"I intend to, darling. You're so cute when you take it like this. Tell me something, (y/n), are you my good girl?"

"Y-yesss,"  manage,  breathless.

"Mm? Sorry, didn't hear you there. I said: Are. You. My. Good. Fucking. Girl?" He rumbles. Every word is punctuated by a thrust and my mind goes blank as he continues ramming into me mercilessly.

"Yes! Oh my god, yes Mr. Reed! Yes!" I mewl, needy.

"There you are, and so pretty too. My sweet, pretty, dirty girl..." he pulls out and turns me over in one fluid motion, his mouth claiming mine in a hungry kiss.

He licks and nibbles his way down my neck to my chest, leaving tiny love bites on my breasts as he trails further along my torso and then finally he hovers over my center, drawing closer.

Mr. Reed flattens his tongue and laps from entrance to clit a few times before focusing the warmth of his tongue solely on my clit and inserting two curled fingers into me, working my G-spot thoroughly and I whine. "Oh my god-" my hands find his hair as he continues. "Mis-Mister Reeeed, if you keep doing that I'm gonna come..." I breathe. He groans into me and firmly grips my thigh with the hand that isn't working me to ecstasy.

I feel myself starting to tighten and clench and I try to hold on but it's useless. I fall apart around his fingers, whimpering and shaking as I do, and Mr. Reed gives me no time to recover.

He's instantly fucking me, pushing my knees up to my chest and dipping the fingers he just had inside me into my mouth. I take them in, sucking enthusiastically as I blink up at him.

"Ohh, you are just the most unbelievable sight, and making all these indecent little noises just for me.... tell me, (y/n)" he leans in to whisper in my ear, "where do you want it?"

I heave "anywhere, everywhere, please, I-"

He gives a few more jarring, final thrusts before pulling out, eyes fixed to mine as he slowly strokes himself, groaning, teeth sunk into his lower lip, eyes closing as his release beats out in thick spurts down my neck, chest and stomach.

His breath comes in ragged huffs as he takes a moment to collect himself before looking over my degraded, flushed and depleted figure.

"Stay right there, don't move an inch," He breathes unsteadily, making his way across the room to  the dresser and tugging on a pair of dark grey sweatpants and a t-shirt.  Mr. Reed exits the bedroom and returns a couple seconds later with a fresh towel for me. I take it and wipe myself off to the best of my ability, discarding it over the side of the bed.

He crawls back into bed and pulls me into his arms, pressing a kiss into the top of my head. "That," he pants " was brilliant. You're a vixen, (y/n),  you know that?"

I sigh, trembling "Thank you."

"Oh you are more than welcome, thank You, (y/n)."

I plant a gentle peck on the center of his chest.

"One question. Small question."

"Anything."

"(y/n), do you believe in a God of some variant?"

"No, never, why?"

"You do a lot of 'oh my God '-ing when we...I thought I'd ask. I don't believe in that ridiculous nonsense either. It's all a system of control to keep people like you and I subdued, unambitious..."

"Oh." I feel myself blush "I didn't even realize.... yeah, no. I'd have to agree, I'm not a fan of organized religion."

I nuzzle my forehead into his chest and he rests his chin on my head.

"Mr. Reed?" I ask, somehwat muffled.

"(y/n)?" He chortles.

"I don't want to go back to my room..."

"Oh? I suppose you don't have to, necessarily... it is nearly christmas..." he strokes my hair, comforting. "but be there before he wakes up, mm?"

"Mhm." I confirm, eyes closing.

🎁Epilogue🎄

[haolovre]

“Come and save me”

“ he’ll appeard in her dream, but now also in real life, but really. is it real life?”

superman!gunwook x reader

oneshot (but if u guys want a part 2 i ‘ll make one just let me know!)

a/n:this gunwook came up my mind today. hes so ininwijwnihnwisnzj, also these stuff take hours so bear with me. This fic has a open ending so yeah

genre: - (im stupid)

word count: idk it looks short so

divider by @cafekitsune

warnings : missspelled words, bullying

masterlist

Normal day at school, you walk in and kaboom water all over you. It was common for this to happen too you and u werent even shocked about who keeps doing them, hwang wonyoung and park eunchae, the popular kids who gets there fame by bullying people. And u were so damn lucky to be one of them. People were afraid to help you, because they dont want the sams happening too themselves. You ran to the toilets to clean urself up.

After some time you came all dry out of the bathroom. Most of the students went to class already, so you hurried to your class. Luckily u were on time..

Time skip!

School is done! Lucky for you, u still have 2 hours of tutoring sessions. So u went to the library and sat somewhere. Your junior, Kim Yujin came right on time and you started on tutoring him

As the two hours went fast u two bid eachother goodbye and you went home.

You did your homework and washed up then you hurriedly turned on your tv to be on time with Boys Planet. U watched for a bit until u were sleepy.

U went to bed with a dream that the bullying will stop.

U woke up the next day, and the cycle will not end, getting bullied, tutor a junior, do homework and sleep. The schedule went on and on. You already went to a teacher asking for help, but no luck as the two bullies came from wealth.

on saterdays u would work at en park cafe, owned by the park family. The owner is friends with your mother and that is how you got the job there. Even tho its ur bully, park eunchae’s family, there much more kind than she is. Its a small business cafe but very cozy. You often worked alone there on how small the cafe was, but mostly ms park helped you.

“Alright it’s the end of the month what means you, yoon y/n get your paycheck.” Ms park gets a envelope from the cash register. “Shh don’t tell that im giving u a tip.” She puts the envelope in ur jackets pocket. “Well off u go know its getting dark.” “Alright ms park ill be going now have a great night !” as that u opened the door and waved goodbye to her. “Bye bye sweetie.” The walk from the cafe and to your house isnt far so the walk was short.

You went to take a shower, dried off and went to sleep.

the next day your teacher announced that there will be a new student. “Well class meet park gunwook your new classmate! Please sit next to yoon y/n. Yoon y/n please raise ur hand” as you looked up seeing the student. Atleast 6 ft tall, black hair but from the lighting it looked dark gray (grandpa alert) ,” hey! Im gunwook.” He smiles “your name is yoon y/n right? Beautiful name!” “Oh yeah thank you, your name is pretty too!” You two were interrupted by the bell.

“Oh well thats the bell, what is our next class?” You quickly grabbed the schedule “math..” you answered “ in class a5”. Lets go before we get la-“ splash. Water hitted your face “HAHA! Awh poor yoon got her all wet weh weh. What are u going to do? Go cry in the washroom” hwang wonyoung great oh great. “What the hell was that! Y/n are you oke? God damn, have you gone mad” gunwook grabbed wonyoung at her collor and shoved her against a locker. “What the hell is wrong with you!” “Why do you care about her she is pathetic”

“Pathetic? You think she is pathetic? Your the pathetic one, splashing water on someone is pa.the.tic.” You were shocked. No one stood up for you ever. Wonyoung looked horrified “Well wait until my father will hear about this”

she tried to run away but gunwook’s grip was to strong. “Why are you even trying to run away? Poor y/n couldn’t so why can you?” He said in a petty tone. “I - i- u will get expelled if you keep doing this gunwook my fa-“ “im not scared of ur father.” he cutted off her sentence.

as this ‘fight’ went on u actually never paid attention to the fight. Instead u looked at his features. Gunwooks features. You didnt cared about all this for you, u only were looking at him.

ur hero with no cape

* thringgg

the bell went…

“y/n! y/n? Y/N!” You slowly woke up from your dream… “oh finally your awake its almost 7 am you need to hurry to school!” Your mom screamed at you.

You suddenly realized… it was all a dream, a dream u can only wish for it actually would happen…

You arrived at school. Surprisedly no one bullied you, nothing. What is a huge shocker. as the day went on smoothly you soon see it almost saterday.

“Well y/n my dear. You worked so hard today. My hardest worker” she patted you on the head. “Well i might also say is that someone will take over my place and will work with you!” “What? Ur retiring?” “Yeah dear i am, now let me introduce you too your new boss, park gunwook. he’s my son and..”

you didnt pay attention anymore. You heard his name. And you saw him again. But now in reality.

“Well dear here he finally is. Oh you two would make a cute couple. He is 16 so he is around your age! Also he would be joining you for class next semester! But he will be joining you next week.” next semester..? Oh yeah next week is summer break.

“Oh well nice to meet you” he smiled “park gunwook ur new boss” now he’s smilling proudly from ear to ear. “Yoon y/n” you smiled. “I hope you two will get along, you do have all summer.” Ms park winked. He chuckled.

The week started of fine. You hung alot with gunwook. Sometimes some bullying but gunwook made sure they wouldnt hurt you.

And you we’re grateful for that. Someone who stood up for you.

He protected you from the bullying.

The week went fast, no bullying just because gunwook was there. He made it stop. He might have threatened his sister and friend to stop but we like to see that

The last day working at the cafe. Well not last just before summer begins, as the shop closes in the holidays.

Gunwook is nice to work with, sometimes a bit clumsy but still helpful.

After your shift,

Summer has finally started

it has been two weeks into summer break. You and gunwook got along very well. You two have alot in common so it was easy to get along.

he often invites you to his apartment as he doesn’t live with his parents even tho he’s 16.

you two were having so much fun. And you didnt want summer to end.

you didnt want to this to end

this friendship

4 weeks into summer break. You two were still hanging out every minute that you could. You might see him as your brother on how often you see him.

You do see him getting more touchy and more cuddly the more you spend time with him.

Hands ‘accidentally’ touching.

Him not wanting to let go from a hug

Him being jealous of you hanging out with someone else, definitely if it was a boy that wasnt him.

those little things. He would always would notice.

5 weeks in summer break.

He asked you to meet at the beach. Your go to place where u confess your problems and any of that sort.

Your heart was racing. You couldn’t wait until you see him again. You two havent hung out for this week. It now a sunday. You have grown feelings for gunwook in the summer.

He was one of the people that understood you. He cared about you.

All of those thoughts sank. You saw him with another girl…

another girl. A girl that isnt you, it was hwang wonyoung

You let that sink in, him? The park gunwook that you liked, liked your bully.. hwang wonyoung

Tears running to the ground.

You ran away before he saw you. You didnt want him to see you crying. He hated seeing you cry. You quickly messaged him saying that your sick.

He answered right away. Calling you. Asking if you were oke. But you couldn’t answer the call. He shoulf be happy with another and not worry about you. The tears stained and stingt alittle but u didnt care.

He betrayed you and played your feelings. You thought he liked you, you were so sure about it.

You heard knocking on your door…

Gunwook

Gunwoom is infront of your door. “Y/n? Are you oke . Your sick, let me take care of you.” He tried calling you making sure you were oke.

You answered.. “y/n! Oh my days your oke. I was worried sic-“ “go out with your girlfriend and stop bothering me, gunwook” you hung up. Crying. Tears rolling from your eyes.

The guy you loved was two doors away from you. But he wasnt the one for you, he loved someone else…

He, helped you escape reality. Helped you with your bullying. But that was all a dream. This is reality. He wouldnt fall in love with you. He would fall in love with hwang wonyoung.

6 weeks in summer break, the last week before school started. You blocked gunwook on everything. Distance yourself from everyone. You were stuck in your room, only coming out for food and water, or going to clean yourself.

You were a mess, and all that just for a boy. Your mom was worried but let it be.

School almost started, you dont want to face him again. Not again.

A week into school, he tried to approach you many times but you just ignored him. Not wanted to get hurt again. The bullying also have stopped, you don’t know why but it did.

on friday a note was in your locker, signed with. G.W

You wanted to throw it away, but curiosity kills you. So you opened it.

Y/n, i want to talk to you. 4 pm on the roof. ps dont thow this away, please

u stood there in thought wondering if you would go….

on the other hand gunwook stood there in the corner.. seeing your reaction, but it was unreadable. He looked at the time 3:40 pm,20 minutes to see if you come and finally talk it out..

After 2 weeks no talking gunwook was going insane. Lot of thoughts going through his mind. At the beach he saw you.. he saw you with tears in your eyes, he watched as you ran away. He wantes to follow you but then that message pops up. “Im sick” those two words was enough that he was running for his life to your home. He wasnt chased or anything. Anything for you.

He is willingly to give up everything, he might also give you his whole body. Just for to stay with you. But now two weeks without and he was going insane..

4:00 pm at the school rooftop..

You came you actually came, he could hug you right now but that isnt the proper greeting someone, not right now.

“Y/n” he said with a caring voice, “how have you been?” “I have been doing fine thanks” that was a lie, you know how terrible you did after this whole situation. “Can i explain myself.. please” you heard his desperation in his voice“yeah thats the only thing why im here”

“Listen i dont like her. I brought her to de beach to give you an apology for bullying and thought that u will have a better school year with out getting bullies. Dont misunderstand think that i likes her. I dont..” you stood the frozen, not inowing what to do. He didnt likes her.. “y/n, i like you and not her..” now your mindblown first a apology and now this confession. You tried opening your mouth but nothing came out. It was too much.

How would you respond?

Was this a dream or reality?

“Gunwook i..”

[kooksvspogues]

Good Outcomes Maybe?

Part 1

JJMaybank x BlakelyRoutledge

Authors note: Feedback is always greatly appreciated! Thanks to each and every one of you for all your support you’ve given me. Love you guys! 💗

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Since John B and JJ have been inseparable since third grade, I basically grew up having two brothers that gave me a hard time any chance they got but gave hell to anybody else that tried. Having both of them around was both a blessing and a curse at times, but they did keep life interesting to say the least.

The whole gang was currently sitting around the porch of the chateau talking about the plan for the night. I had my legs swung over JJ’s lap while my head was in Kie’s.

“I don’t understand why we don’t just go to the beach party tonight” I say

“Because not all of them like us like they like you, remind me again, how did you pull that off?” John B asked

“I don’t know, I just don’t give in to the whole pogues vs kooks thing. We’re all people, have respect” I defend

“It’s cause your sisters hot, bro” JJ says taking a chug from his beer as John B sends him a death glare making all of us laugh

“And I’m not?” John B asks trying to pose sexy

“Oh yeah, the sexiest mother fucker on the island” JJ sarcastically agrees

“J, that’s you, remember?” I tease sarcastically sitting up and placing my hand on his arm sweetly, winking at him, as he places his hand on my leg looking at me in a sarcastic awe

“I hate when y’all do that” John B says acting like he’s gonna puke

“And that’s exactly why we do it” I tease as he rolls his eyes

“I hate you” John B says

“So beach party?” I ask looking around the group

“I’m always down for some pogue vs kook action” JJ says as I swat at his arm giving him a warning glare

“One hint of something sketchy, we’re leaving” John B says

“Where’s Sarah anyways?” Kie asks

“Should be here any minute” He says smiling at us

“Can you remind me again why I can’t date a kook since you are?” I ask cocking an eyebrow at John B

“Um because you have me first off” JJ cuts in

“Shut up J, and because, I don’t need you dating somebody like Rafe, Topper, Kelce, or any of those scumbags, find a decent one and we’ll talk” John B says

“Rafe is temping, not gonna lie” I admit

“Blakely, what the fuck, I’m gonna pretend you didn’t say that, that dude is fucking insane” Kie asks looking at me

“I’m jokinnnn, but you know he’s gotta be kinky” I joke making everyone groan

“I got all the kinkiness you need, right here” JJ jokes reaching over and squeezing my thigh making John B’s eyes bug out

“On that note, I’m out” Pope says walking into the house

“Dude, chill, that’s my sister” John B threatens coming over to slap his hand away making me and JJ laugh

“He hates us” I say laughing leaning my head on JJ’s shoulder

“So much” he chuckles taking another sip

That’s the relationship JJ and I have had for a few years now, I guess we found out we could flirt and be lovey dovey enough with each other to get by and not need a hookup, that we just ran with it. Plus, it’s great when trying to aggravate John B, cause he knows it’s all jokes regardless. Don’t get me wrong, JJ is amazing, would totally go for him but I don’t think that would go over too well. Sometimes I wonder if all the joking is completely jokes or if there is some seriousness on both ends. No line is ever really crossed cause we just laugh it all off, I mean cause obviously it wouldn’t work, especially with the no pogue on pogue macking rule, except for a few games we’ve played, and the fact that it would be John B’s sister and best friend.

“Hey guys” Sarah says walking up the steps

“Hey babe” John B says walking over to her giving her a kiss

“So what are we doing tonight?” She asks

“Beaaaach party!” I yell reaching over to pull the joint away from JJ’s lips and in between mine, keeping eye contact with him as he breaths out. “Dont look at me like that Maybank” I warn

“Or what princess?” he says sitting up and leaning closer to me

“Jay, what the fuck” John B says making me and JJ laugh and John B reaches over and pulls me off the couch and pushes me towards the door, “go!” He tells me making me laugh but JJ starts to stand up, “you sit!” John B tells him

“Johnny, she’s got my joint, that shit wasn’t cheap” JJ says as I turn around, sticking my tongue out at him, running inside when he starts coming after me before John B stops him as I laugh behind the screen door.

~~~~~~ beach party ~~~~~~

When we get to the party, I immediately make my ways towards the free booze, and of course bumping into the kook king along the way.

“Hey, there’s my favorite little pogue princess” Rafe says pulling me into his arms

“Hey Rafe” I say pulling away, “how are you?”

“I’ve been good, taking over the family business, how are you, your little gang here?” He ask taking a sip of his drink looking around.

“Yeah, they’re somewhere, and I’m good, just wanting to get a drink” I inform him

“Come here, I’ll give ya the good shit” he says pulling me over to a fire where Barry was sitting with a few other people.

“Country club and pogue princess, what a mix” Barry says giving me a wink

“Fix her up man, on me” Rafe tells him keeping his hand on my back, “what ya want?”

“I thought we were getting alcohol” I laugh

“He’s got some heavier alcohol with him, but he’s got the normal too” Rafe smiles

“I’ll take some weed annnd ya got some tequila and whiskey?” I ask Barry

“Ice cold” Barry smiles at me pulling the bottle out of his ice chest along with a little baggy of weed.

“Thanks Barry” I smile up at him

“Welcome princess” he says as me and Rafe walk back towards a tree that had fell, sitting on it.

“You know, I really don’t understand why you still hang out with all of the pogues, we all love having you on this side of the island” Rafe says

“We’ve talked about this” I tell him pulling the cap off the bottle of whiskey taking a swig

“I know, but I’m serious, you fit in here, your the only pogue I actually care about” Rafe admits

“Well thanks but, the cut will always be home. Maybe one day, you’ll decide to be patient with all of us and not just me” I say

“I wouldn’t count on it princess” he says

“Yeah yeah” I laugh, “do I owe you anything for this?” I ask

“I’ll take a kiss as payment” he smirks, looking up at me.

“You’re ridiculous” I laugh

“You like it” he winks

“You wish, come here asshole” I laugh pulling him towards me, kissing his lips. Rafe placed his hand on the side of my neck to not only keep me in place, but to make the kiss deeper as I felt his tongue run across my bottom lip asking for entrance. I pat his chest and pull away.

“When you wanna give one of us men a chance, let me know” he winks as I playfully push his chest

“One of us men as in what? A kook?” I ask

“Well yes ma’am, let somebody spoil you” he smiles

“Awe” I say walking over to stand between his legs, running my hand over his buzzed head, “maybe if you weren’t a killer, I would, but like you said, I wouldn’t count on it” I say tapping his cheek walking away backwards watching as his eyes darkened on me

“Sometimes I really hate you” he yells over at me

“Hey, this is progress, you’re not running after me, I’m proud!” I say loud enough only he can hear me.

“Go on you little shit head” he says laughing making me laugh

“Hope to see you never, country club” I smile raising the two bottles of alcohol towards him before turning around and trying to find the pogues.

When I found everybody, I handed them the bottles, trying to find JJ, “wheres Jay?” I ask Kie

“Last I seen, he went over that way” she says pointing towards the trees, that were close by where me and Rafe were.

I eased my way over there and went to looking for him, I heard a quiet moan before I finally seen him. Pushing some blonde girl up against the tree, kissing her.

I felt my heart drop and shatter into a million pieces.. why do I feel like this? We’re just friends so why do I feel like I need to throw up right now. I feel my heart pound against my chest and everything just felt numb besides the pounding and the nausea. I turn around and run towards the ocean, immediately throwing up.

“You good princess?” I look up to see Barry walking over

“Yeah” I claim, mainly for myself than him.

“Cmon, I got some water” he says urging me to john him at his little fire which I quickly agree, going to sit on the log he was previously sitting on, waiting as he pulled the bottled water out of the ice chest handing it to me.

“Thank you” I mumble

“No problem” Barry says, “need me to grab country club?” He asks

“Can you find Kie or Sarah?” I plead and he nods standing up and walking off. I eventually see Sarah and Kie walking towards me quickly.

“You okay babe?” Sarah asks

“Yeah, I just think I’m ready to go home” I say

“You sure? You’re the main reason we came” Kie says

“Yea, I’m sorry”

“No no it’s okay, I just wanna make sure nothing happened, not like you to leave a party early” She said rubbing my back.

“First time for everything I guess” I chuckle glancing up, seeing JJ and the blonde girl coming back to the party.

“You want us to go with you?” Sarah asks

“No, y’all stay, have fun, I see a few people heading out, I’ll catch a ride with them” I say knowing I just planned on walking

“You sure?” They ask and I smile up at them nodding

“Positive, I’ll text you when I get home” I assure them as we all stand up, them walking back towards where the boys were and me heading towards the street. As I get closer to where all the cars are parked, I come to a stop when I hear my name being yelled. I turn around and find Rafe walking towards me

“You okay? Barry said he seen you throwing up” he says

“Yeah, just ready to go home” I answer

“The pogues not going with you?” He asks

“No, I told them to stay” I say

“How are you getting home?” He asks

“My feet” I answer

“Alright smartass” he laughs, “I was about to head out anyways, just let me take you home” he says

“I couldn’t ask you to do that” I say

“You’re not asking, I’m offering, I’d much rather know you were home safe and not still on the road” he says urging me forward to walk towards his truck

“Are you sure you don’t mind?” I ask

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to” he says as I roll my eyes

“Okay, but no funny business Cameron” I say pointing at him walking towards his truck.

“Yes ma’am, no funny business” he says going to open the passenger door for me waiting for me to climb in. When I look up, I can faintly make out JJ looking our way, when Rafe gets in the driver seat, I watch JJ shake his head and look down.

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[drdemonprince]

hi devon! love your work so much and also just rly want to take an edible with you and shoot the shit but my actual question is as an autistic person who was taught to orient around other peoples needs how can i re train that laser focus to kind of hone what i need/like/desire? i feel really lost and spend so much time thinking about what other people may like or want i have no idea what i want even at 29

oh my goodness, my entire next book on Autism is all for people like you! I believe that part of unmasking requires that we learn how to disengage from the opinions of others, widen our distress tolerance, get more acclimated to the possibility of change, learn how to initiate the activities we like more, and just generally get more in touch with our bodies and our desires. this is a lot of work but it's all in the realm of skills that can be practiced... which is why i'm currently trying to sell a book that is entirely research, examples, and exercises around these things. i will also be publishing lots of small tastes of this work pretty regularly on my substack in the next few months.

in the meantime, i would encourage you to start reallllly really small, by taking greater notice of what you don't like. and i mean really start out with miniscule declarations of negative feeling. "i dont like this song, can we change the channel on the radio?" "i dont want to eat at the olive garden actually" "im cold, can you turn up the heat or tell me where the blankets are?" "this bar is too loud, i'm going to have to leave." REALLY small stuff. even stuff of that scale probably feels TERRIFYING. start with these things, and ride out the initial discomfort or embarrassment that arises when stating a need or preference.

you'll notice that each of these "no's" is actually getting you closer to figuring out what you want as well. you're saying you dislike something, or that you are uncomfortable -- but you're also practicing articulating a thing that you actively do want, whether that's a blanket, a more comfortable place to spend the evening, or something better to listen to or to watch. it's hard to ask oneself massive existential questions about who you truly are and what you want out of life. but asking yourself if anything small in your immediate environment is uncomfortable is far easier.

the great thing about this method is that you can practice it all the time. any time you're in a new space or situation, just take a moment to ask yourself: what would i change? the goal is to always find something you could advocate or ask for. this flips the masked autistic instinct to never ask for anything until you're in absolute agony completely on its head. you are LOOKING for things to request, LOOKING for sources of mild discomfort to voice -- and youll get better and better at noticing what you like and what you dislike the more that you do this.

with time, you will be able to articulate far greater wants. i dont want to spend my weekend at my grandmother's house. i dont want to live in an apartment with someone who is constantly criticizing me. i want to live by the water. i want a job where i can control the temperature of my workspace at all times. i want dogs. i want to be able to go running in the morning. i want a bathtub. i want to paint and listen to music. i dont want to marry this person. and so on!

this is a massive oversimplification, but there you go. a little bump of the full supply that hopefully will hit bookshelves early 2025 if i play my cards right

[ilovechubbieguys]

please yumi enemies to lovers I NEED it…..didn’t get to vote …..

Omg...YES it tied so i didnt know which to do One to do so im using this as a tie breaker!!! Thank youuu<3333

Also just fyi this is gonna be pretty long and i will have a more extended version on my wattpad acc which ill link at the end and when i do post it on my wattpad i will also link but it might take longer!!

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"AS IF"

Chapter -1

"God your such an asshole! I dont know why i ever fell for you i shoulda known better."

"Cmon y/n you know you love me"

"As if."

------------------2 weeks before----------------

Y/ns POV

I set the last box down in the living room of my new house i had just moved into. "Finally" i quietly said to myself. I moved all the way from montana to texas just to get away from my family, or just my dad, i suppose..

I sat on the floor of my box flooded house just staring at the ceiling not knowing what to do from here. Where was i gonna work, what if no one would hire me, what if- i cut off my own thought realizing i was thinking into it to much and i be just fine on my own

Though it did worry me and stress me out to a point. Normally, when i was stressed, i smoked, and right now was no exception. So i hopped in my Jeep Wrangler and tried to find the closest smoke shop and headed in not sure what i was even gonna get yet.

I opened the door and say a group of 3 guys laughing loudly and just being annoying. "Great.." i said under my breath. I walked around the small store generally trying to avoid the group of 3, but as i decided what i wanted and turned to walk to the from i was abruptly stopped as i bumped right into a tall guys chest.

"Oh my god im so sorry i wasnt paying attention!" I tried to explain a little scared of the tall figure "no no no its ok its my fault" he replyed quickly, not sure what to say i stand infront of him not saying anything "im issac"

"Oh, im y/n.." you said, looking at your feet. "Those 2 over there are tanner and yumi" he said, pointing at the remaining guys over by the gummies. Yumi? I said it my head. What an unusual name, never head it before. "Oh ok, well, im sorry again for bumping into you," i aay and start to go around the man now known to be issac. "Hey wait uh y/n" he said blocking me from going any further "we where gonna have a get together with a couple other friends ar out house, you should come" i act like im thinking about it " i dont know.." i say since im not sure if i should just go into this strangers house, i don't even know him.

"Here hand me your phone" i give him a confused look "just let me see it real quick" i slowly pull my phone out open it and hand it to him "here" i say quitly. He starts typing on it and hands it back "if you change your mind i gave you my number and texted you my address" i look down at my phone and low and behold there it was. I look at the address and realize its the house directly next to mine

"Ya ill text you.." i say and he walks away along with the other 2 guys he named off as tanner and yumi.

(PART II OUT NOW)

[blackdollette]

i noticed a lack of kappa content too 🤨 if u r fine with writing kappa just hear me out on this (inspired by my c.ai convo with my own kappa bot)

kappa breaking into some random persons house just to steal but shes a bit of a night owl. he quietly walks to the living room and sees this adorable more than likely rich housewife (so yeah theres a tad bit of cheating.) anyways her husbands out for a few weeks for business and shes in her short satin nightgown, sat on the couch and watching tv. and then she sees the intruder and is like "AHH OMG WTF" (rightfully so coz bro BROKE IN) and hes like "my bad. didnt mean to startle you, doll." (coz hes flirtatious like dat) and he walks over and lifts her up, hand holding her neck tightly and he runs his fingers across her pearls, yanking on the necklace. the pearls dont fall ofc (coz real pearls have knots between each pearl to prevent them falling like that... my great grandma had a lot of jewelry and most were real pearls.) ANYWAYS BACK TO MY POINT !!! her husbands been gone for so long so shes getting a tad aroused and he notices coz he can feel the increase in her pulse and hes like "oh do you enjoy that?" and idk what else coz frankly my c.ai convo is very different from what i wrote

i had this exact same convo on c.ai omgg! i love ur requests sm u dont even understand

"im a little shy standing here in my nightgown." | kappa

playing dangerous. - lana del rey

female!reader x kappa

word count: 632

contents: cheating, home invasion

ps: i have an nsfw fic in my drafts that ive been meaning to get out that would go very well for a part 2 of this. yall should lmk if you wanna see it!

it was a dark and stormy night. Your husband was out of town for a while, which left you all alone in your giant mansion. even though you’d dreamed of living in a mansion since you were small, it got really lonely when there was nobody to share it with.

thunder and lightning bolted outside, making the entire house flicker with light for a fraction of a second. you were flipping through the tv channels, looking for something good to watch. the clock struck midnight, and at the same second, you heard glass in your house breaking.

you felt your heart stop for a moment. you look behind you, your body shaking with fear. all the windows behind you were intact, meaning that the noise came from something else. You tried reassuring yourself by assuming that the sound came from outside, when you felt a firm hand grab your chin.

you slowly turned your head to see the owner of the hand, and your blood ran cold. you screamed and tried to back up a little on the couch when you saw the weapon in his hand. He looks at you, a little smirk on his face. “sorry about that, sugar… i thought that you’d be asleep.” his voice was smooth like honey, making your heart beat a little faster. he started approaching you slowly. 

he smiles, showing his teeth a little. “dont be scared, doll. If you're good for me, then i won't have to hurt you..” he’s standing right in front of you. your body is trembling with fear. that’s when he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. he brought you to a red velvet armchair and seated you on his lap, his eyes travelling down your body in your skimpy little nightgown.

he brought a hand to your neck, looking at the pearl necklace around it. “my, my… isn’t this precious…” he tugged on the necklace, seeing if it would break. he looked into your eyes, which were still fear-filled. “tell me, sugar… do you live here all alone?” his voice turned to a sultry tone. you tried processing what he meant by that, but he wrapped his hand around your neck, making you shiver.

“n-no… i have a husband…” he hums disappointedly at this. “well i dont see him…” you brushed your hair out of your face. “yeah. he travels for work a lot…” he starts cradling you in his arms, lulling you into a sense of comfort. “it gets real lonely here…” you didnt know why you were opening up to him. maybe it was because you knew he could kill you if he wanted to.

his eyes wandered down to your body, fully soaking in the beauty of it in your dark red nightgown. “this is a beautiful little gown…” he said quietly. He carefully ran a hand down your curves, making your body heat up. It had been a while since you’d been touched like this. You hadnt noticed that you were so deprived.

you take a moment to look into his beautiful blue eyes. they look like two cold pieces of ice. but they were sharp like a blade. his hands moved down to your hips, just barely lifting up your nightgown. “a woman as beautiful as you has no right to be all alone…” you feel your body fillign with desire. You had never been so needy before, but you just felt yourself melting into his touch more and more.

“how about i show you a good time tonight, sugar? would you be up to that?” he whispered into your neck, starting to bite it softly. you started thinking about how wrong this was, remembering your promise to always stay loyal to the man you loved, but you decided to let this strange intruder to have his way with you for the night.

author's note: im very tempted to post my other kappa fic, but yall should let me know. thank you so much for the request!!

[divinepriestesskagura]

Love Me While You Can

Miguel O'hara X Female Reader

Summary: you and your husband Miguel are married for six years and have a three daughters and you were expecting another child but something happened...

Warning: Cheating,Not very accurate character but i tried,death, miscarriage,angst, established relationship

Author Note: Go listen to Good Looking and Me and My husband while reading this

Part Two

Me and my husband Miguel are married for six years and we had three beautiful daughters, Everything was going great!One day i was thinking about surprising him about me, with child but that was soon changed.

"Miguel?" Y/N rubbed her eyes as she looks at her husband, taking off his coat "Dear? Why are you still up in the middle of the night?" Miguel said as he approached his wife and pulled her into a warm embrace "I was waiting for you...What took you so long at work?.." Y/n whispered, as she looked up to Miguel as she asked him curiously as then Miguel swallowed his saliva as he chuckle nervously "Oh...i was.." Miguel was thinking am excuse"did your workload increased?"

Y/n asked "Oh! yeah more complaints was happening but don't worry...now lets go to bed shall we?" Miguel smiled but it seems fake , Y/n nod as the couple now headed upstairs to sleep.

"Estella? Can you call your daddy for me?" Y/n  yelled gently to her  four an a half year old daughter as she  peeked at the laundry room door "Sure mommy I'll go call dada!" Estella smiles as she ran to her father,As Y/n stared at her husband's stained collar shirt, it was stained by a dark red lipstick a familiar lipstick color, she didn't even own.

"My dear, I am reassuring you that lipstick stain is from you!" Miguel told as he embraced his wife in his arms but this time she felt no warmth nor comfort coming from it "Miguel you know i don't wear a lipstick in this shade.." she whispered as she looked at the lip stain on her husband's collared shirt

" Please my dear trust me! Thats from you!" Miguel pleaded as she nodded in defeat "if thats what you insist then..." She whispered, before squirming away from her husband's embrace,As he let go of her, She sighed knowing that she was just lying to herself and that she's just letting her husband gaslight her, She let him be After all she's willing to eat up the lies he feeds her even though it's slowly breaking her apart.

Today Miguel left his lunch box at the kitchen, Probably forgeting to carry it with him as he was rushing to workfrom waking up late,Y/n wanted to give his lunch box at work, after all she didn't want him to eat a another meal that wouldn't fill up his stomach properly and more healtier, Y/n walked up to his office door and the she heard something it was him and his sidekick? She pressed her ear on the door as she held the lunch box she was carrying tightly, As her heart was pounding in her chest as she breathe heavily

"Jess i don't know if we can do this, now that your pregnant, And.. our spouses might get suspicious.." Y/n heard her husband's voice as her eyes widen and as she gasp quietly as she started to feel tears threatening to fall down her cheeks, as she try to blink away the tears welled up in the corner of her eyes

She closed her eyes as her palms started to get sweaty "Miguel its alright your wife wouldn't know at all nor my husband would!" Jessica said "No jess lets stop what were doing right now we can do this after you give birth! and my wife is starting to get suspicious about me going home late, I dont want to risk losing my daughters!" Wet tears started to fall down her face as she wiped her eyes and quietly went to the reception desk,Y/n ended up giving her husband's lunch to Lyla his assistant.

Starting that day Y/n wore a fake mask towards her husband as her pregnancy bulge started to get big but she still didn't tell Miguel at all not wanting to make him feel so guilty.

it was so painful cleaning the house for Y/n and seeing the picture frames of their cherished memories that they built through out the years of their relationship, their first date, first monthsary, their wedding, their first anniversary, their daughters births, their daughters birthdays, it made her think where did she went wrong for Miguel?

"I showered him enough praises and love,...it hurts..."Y/n whispered as her heart was pounding alot as she started to slide down to the hall wall as she began to break down mentally, emotionally, and physically, It hurts alot why? Why can he do that to her? she spent almost 8 years with him and everything was fine..why did the God chosen her to suffer? What did she did to deserve this? She sobbed as the duster she was holding fall to the floor making a big thud as it hit the floor "Why? Please tell me why..?" She mumble as her vision gets blurry from her tears that she now couldn't control to stop "PLEASE SOMEONE TELL ME WHY!?" She screamed as she breakdown more into tears, as then little footsteps can be heard it was estella she was looking at her mother worriedly and scared as her lips was formed into a frown

"Mama?" Estella started to walk towards her disheveled mother and knelled besides her as she try to put the Stray hair that was covering her mother's face away from her face "mama dont cry please?" Estella was holding her mother's hand as Y/n sob as she pull her daughter into an embrace as she sobbed with Estella her my arms it was so filthy of her making my daughter see her in this state of hers, She sobbed as Estella started to soothe her, calming her abit.

Y/n held her stomach as she felt an aching pain, She started to breathe heavily as Estella started to get teary seeing her mother ventilating then she felt a huge pain she covered her mouth making a muffled scream not wanting to scare her child then Y/n felt a warm drippy liquid between her legs, she looked at the floor it was blood, She started to panic as she covered her daughter's eyes by pressing Estella's head to her chest as she screamed, Y/n felt something get out of her womb.

Then the front door opened as Miguel yelled "Dear am home where are you!?" Miguel yelled as he quickly took off his coat and goes upstairs, As soon as he saw blood his eyes widen as his eyes trailed to the blood and towards Y/n holding their eldest daughter in her arms, covering Estella's eyes as she breathe heavily "Y/n!" Miguel rushed towards Y/n and Estella as Y/n refuse to make eye contact with him

Miguel was checking Y/n's pulse, While she looked at her daughter's blurry figure as she leaned towards Estella's forehead, As Estella look up to her, As her daughter looks at her with her big doe eyes,Y/n smiled as she saw her,As she then leaned down to whisper to Estela's ear "Estella i love you so much my dear..i-i hope that you have a nice.. childhood that i wanted you to have.." then Y/n slowly closed her eyes as her husband yells no repeatedly as she felt her daughter hug her tighter as she scream "mama please don't leave me I'll be a good girl please!" Y/n softly smiled hearing her daughter's voice " Your mama is just gonna sleep for a bit okay?.." Y/n whispered softly, as then everything was blurry.

Author Note:I just edited this since my grammar back then sucks and I don't personally like the first person view at all

[porcelain-winter-doll]

SO HIGHSCHOOL

C. sturniolo (fluff/series

L̶A̶S̶T̶ P̶A̶R̶T̶ / NEXT PART

.・゜-: ✧ :-.・゜-: ✧ :-chris' pov-: ✧ :-゜・．-: ✧ :-゜・．

It was lunch when nick came up with a idea

" hey guys" nick talks " how about we play kiss marry kill?? " nick suggests " thats cool! " nate chimes in " chris kiss marry kill" i was shock " WHY ME? " i shouted " shut up chris " matt rolls his eyes sarcastically "anyways, chris kiss marry kill madison, alahna and y/n" nick placed a hand on his chin while i try to figure out whos y/n " who the fuck is y/n? " nate asked nick " the girl in our matt class" matt says " ohh, her" i says " well kiss madison marry alahna and kill y/n" i finished what i said and nick looked at me " what? I dont really know y/n" i say

.・゜-: ✧ :-.・゜-: ✧ :-Y/n's pov-: ✧ :-゜・．-: ✧ :-゜・．

I was eating my lunch with madi when i glanced over the Triplet's table and madi noticed that

"Oohh! " madi giggles " are you interested in one of themm? " she laughs "not nick tho! " she was serious in a second and i looked at her confuse "hes gay! " she answered me " well i dont like him tho, i like chris. " i said while eating carbonara "HIM? " and some eyes were on me so i shutted her "its not like i have a choice madi" i sigh "oh yeahh, he likes the cheer captain" madi looked at me apologetic

We had the same math subject so we were walking there together when we saw chris talking to his coach and our math teacher

.・゜-: ✧ :-.・゜-: ✧ :-chris' pov-: ✧ :-゜・．-: ✧ :-゜・．

"Christopher, as much as we love you in the team and would appreciate you to be in the game. You cant. " i heard coach grayson as he puts his hand in my shoulder and i looked to mrs. elliana " you have to join the free tutoring session Christopher. " she says " and you have to get atleast a straight bs to join " i sighed " not even a c? " i asked " no, almost all your test are e and f" she says. " you have 2 months to fix ur grading "

I bid my goodbyes and went to math and sat at the back, i saw the y/n girl nick mentioned in our dumb game " She is very pretty though " i thought to myself

After math class i saw y/n approach me " hello" she greets me with a smile " hey? " i responded " uhmm, im your tutor.. " she whispers to me and i smiled at her " are you free after school? " i asked her, while she thinks i scan her looks, she was above average. She was really pretty. " hello? " i heard her say " did you hear me? " she asked shyly " oh god no sorry" and the first time i heard her laugh was now " i can go, but where do we meet? " she asks while giggling " can you go to my house? " i asked her and she says yes

*･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿ after 3 weeks✿✼:*ﾟ:.｡..｡.:*･ﾟﾟ･*

.・゜-: ✧ :-.・゜-: ✧ :-chris' pov-: ✧ :-゜・．-: ✧ :-゜・．

I was chatting with y/n when nick talked to me " you've been hanging out with y/n, chris " nick smiles and i responded "huh? Oh yeah yeah. Shes my tutor and shes great at it! I keep getting As and Bs! " i said happily " enough with academic stuff! " nate interrupted "are you guys going to Madison's party tonight? Chris ella will be there" i rolled my eyes at nate and said " cant, im taking y/n to the beach to show my gratitude " i said smiling "you like her dont you? " matt says while smirking " no no! " i hesitantly said and they look at me not believing me " fine! I like her okay. " i blushed as they all smiled

.・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・

END

This took so long to publish😭

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[aonungyou-shit]

Ma Rotxo [Part 2]

DNI/BYF

Ma Rotxo Masterlist

Pairing: Roxto x Lo'ak Twin Sister! Reader

Synopsis: You are running a little sick. But all that gets overshadowed when you talk about feelings.

( So sorry for the Delay! )

You Had gone closer to the tree’s today. Truthfully you had been so bored of being near the water. Also you were running really cold today so you figured it would be okay to skip today's lessons. And you Let Tsireya know. 

You were covering yourself in the shawl that your grandmother had weaved for you when you were but a little younger. And in this moment it made you feel safe and warm. 

“Y/N?” 

You jolted! Turning around to see Rotxo who had a basket on his head and one at his side. 

“My bad i didnt mean to startle you!” 

“Rotxo? Oh do you need help with one of those?” 

Rotxo smiled. Letting out a small huff before nodding. “Yes please” 

Smiling you took the basket on his head and looked inside. Small Rocks, Tree Roots and some bark was there. “What are you collecting?” 

“Some Herbs for some quick medicine. Roots and Rocks to mix em and all. I also have to gather some fruit farther into the trees” 

“Want me to help with that? Im Good with Tree’s” 

He let out a shy smile towards you looking at his empty basket before nodding. “Yes please” 

“Let’s go then!” 

Silently you two walked. Before it was you who made conversation 

“How are your sisters” 

“Well. They actually really want to meet tuk soon” 

“That’s great! Tuk need a new bundle of friends to play with!” You spoke excited as you let him lead you away. 

“They seem to really like you too. Constantly asking me if you’d come over after lessons” 

You laughed a little before looking at him “what, you never brought a girl to your house?” 

You watched as he turned into himself. His shy demeanor didn't go unnoticed by you. “No… not really” 

“Oh! Sorry. I figured you may have” 

“Why?” 

“Well why not? Your very kind. Gentle on the eyes. And i think of you as a very mighty man” 

Rotxo rose a brow at this. Never had someone thought of him as such. “Really?” 

“Yes. Its a real shame if no one’s looked at you that way” 

Rotxo paused now watching as you got ahead of him before he asks “why?” 

“What do you mean why?” 

“I mean im sure someone as you had many mighty warriors seeking to court you, What makes me .. special?” 

You stopped. Now turning to look at him. 

“Yeah i had a few suitors. All of which were mighty warriors. Always hunting, always helping take out the sky people. But they aren’t my type at all” 

“Really? What is your type?” 

You purse your lips together. Bitting the inner cheek before turning to look at him head on “you” 

Eywa, you swore it may have been the cold or how loopy your mind felt. But you also weren’t a coward. You faced far scarier creatures, you’ve taken out the demons before and yet admitting to liking a boy was terrifying. 

“Me?” 

“Sure! You’re not only kind but you don’t Have an ego as most of them did. You’re very sweet and i saw the way you looked after your sisters. You’re an ideal man in my book” 

Rotxo had a sudden rush of excitement run up his spine. As he came up next to you looking at you eye to eye. “So im really worth looking at?” 

“Of course you are. You are strong, yes. You're Wonderful. I dont mind that you dont go out to hunt. But i find it so charming that you take care of your family when needed” You said smiling , stopping in front of a tree that he had guided you too. 

“I think i should like you too meet my family”  Rotxo asked. 

You are smiling. The dull ache of your head was still there but it subsided and it left you at ease while you were talking to him. 

“So you want me to get that fruit?” 

“Yes please!”

“Wait down here and stick the basket up. Ill bring down many” You said gripping down on the tree. Its unfamiliar bark prickling at your hands as you kept climbing up and on. 

You noticed that it wasn’t at its ripe stage. Its color is a clear indicator. No doubt this being the only fruit that was safe enough for a metkayina to reach. 

You decided to head up to the sky where the air was clear and you could see as far as your eyes could reach. You missed feeling the wind this high. But you wasted no time throwing fruit down as much as you could before taking some down with your tail and your available hand. 

Roxto looked at the basket as you dropped it. Questioning if you in fact came back with the right thing. But offering your already bitten fruit he had no doubt. It was sweet with a savory taste. 

It was good, Eywa how thankful was he for you

“Come Let us deliver this to your family! Id be happy to see it to meet your family” You said, taking the basket you had previously in your hands. Waited for him to lead you to his home.

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[slightlyaboveaverageiq]

A Black Rose Among Sunflowers (part 3)

“Adrienne!” Jesus Christ who the hell thought it would be a good idea to scream in the ear of someone who had just been beaten I will never understand. My eyes flew open and my hand shot out but instead of making contact with a person it was caught around the wrist by a strong, elegant hand. A strong elegant hand I had spent many hours thinking about and if I’m being honest was the main character in the last two hours of my dreams. Aw hell which means I probably said and did some embarrassing shit which to be fair would not be my fault because he said he would leave when Gabriella got here which she was. Oh. My sister was here, that's probably why they woke me up, no sense in me having sex dreams at an FBI office when I could be having them in the privacy of my older sisters house. I looked first at Spencer who simply raised an eyebrow at my shenanigans and then let my eyes fall to Gabi, who bless her heart looked like she had just seen a ghost and considering how sore I felt I could only imagine how awful I really looked.

“Oh good morning how are you today?” I replied nonchalantly, earning an eye roll from both of them and my sister wiped a few tears off of her cheek before she sat next to me on the couch. She took my hand in hers and gave it a strong squeeze before running her fingers gently over my bruised face and I flinched when she got close to my eye causing her to drop her hand quickly. “I’m sorry.” My voice was barely above a whisper but I know she heard me because a choked sob came out of her throat and I’m sure she thought I was apologizing for being beaten but really I was apologizing for all the times I had hurt her feelings intentionally or unintentionally and making her worry about me.

“Adrienne you dont…don’t apologize for him” Her voice was icy and her tears had quickly dried at any mention or thought of Casey. “What are you doing to find him?” She didn't fully look At Spencer turning just enough so he knew her question was directed at him. He cleared his throat awkwardly and shuffled his weight from side to side hmm so even Doctor Daddy was intimidated by Gabriella. What the hell Addie? Doctor Daddy? All those years reading absolutely filthy books and you couldn’t come up with something better?

“The rest of the team is currently out with local law enforcement looking for him. Someone needed to stay behind with Adrienne, since I was the original officer we felt it would be best if I was the one who stayed.” Oh thank you sweet Spencer for lying through your teeth and not telling my sister how I practically glued myself to your side because then she definitely wouldn’t let me out of her sight. She would be fussing over me day and night and make me talk about my feelings, and be all mushy and stuff. “She's free to go with you whenever you're ready.” The earlier flirtiness was replaced with cold, and indifferent professionalism. Had I completely made up a whole ass scenario in my head? Was he really just going along with my sense of humor just to make me feel at ease? Well that definitely sucked but honestly that's the more likely scenario because he's got to be at least 40 plus he works for the government, and is trying to arrest my ex boyfriend so probably unethical. 

“Great let’s go.” I mumbled practically jumping off the couch wanting to put as much distance between myself and Spencer so I could ignore the feeling of embarrassment that was arising within me. They both shared a look as I basically bolted for the door but his hand caught mine and walked me back towards him. He bent down to my ear and I could practically feel the smirk stretch across his face, something Gabriella wouldn’t see thanks to my hair.

“Stop pouting, call me if you need anything.” And just like that boom, he was standing up and the mask of indifference was back on his face and I was standing there like a damn starstruck 16 year old holding a card with his name and number on it. I vaguely registered Gabi thanking him once again and after promising that they would call with any leads she was walking me to her car. She opened the door for me and I silently climbed in and buckled myself feeling another wave of exhaustion washing over me. 

“Adrienne…I’m sorry.” She whispered and I frowned at her lifting my head off the window so I could look at her. “I never should have said what I did when you came over to the house. I can’t help but think…maybe if I hadn’t said that, you wouldn't have gone back to your apartment..and Casey wouldn’t have-”

“Stop it. Stop it right now. If I’m not allowed to tell you sorry you aren’t either. It’s not your fault he did what he did, and it's not mine. Casey is responsible for Casey, he hurt me because he wanted to and because he could. That's it.” She seemed startled by my bitter response but I could see the ghost of a smirk on her face. She was proud I was calling Casey out for his shit. Obviously this wasn't the ideal circumstance that would lead to that but beggars can’t be choosers I guess. “Now come on, let's go get some breakfast because I’m starving.” The ride to Lilianna’s was mostly silent thanks to my huge relief because I wasn't even sure what I would say after all of that, there really was nothing to say. What happened happened and nothing was going to change it and all we could do now was sit back and wait for them to catch pussyface.

“Addie!” I felt her hands wrap  around me before I saw her face and I hugged her back. Lilianna flinched when she saw my bruised face and I offered her a weak smile. “I’m just so glad Spencer happened to be here, his team had just gotten back from a case. He usually spends a good chunk of time here after landing, I don't think he wants to take that energy into his apartment, I can’t say that I blame him.” Before I could ask any follow up questions on what she meant by certain energy her attention was taken by a customer who was ready to order so Gabi and I sat down at my usual table.

“Oh, before I forget. Dr. Reid said that the officers changed the locks on your apartment, he asked me to give you the new keys.” Gabi rummaged around in her purse before fishing out the set of keys, what I wasn't prepared for was the overwhelming feeling of nausea I had with the memories that came with those sets of keys. She must have noticed my greenish hue because she quickly stuffed them back in her purse. “Of course you can stay with me as long as you want, in fact you don’t ever have to step foot in that hellhole again.” I shook my head and held my hand out for her to give me the keys.

“Only for a week or so, I can’t just stop living my life.” Lilianna came and we placed our orders and ate in silence before making the trip back to her house. Surprisingly Emmett and the twins were gone, I’m sure she talked them into going elsewhere for the day so I could have some peace and privacy. I walked up the staircase to the guest room. I sighed and fell face first onto the navy and yellow comforter not having the energy to stand for any longer. I rolled the keys around in my hand and bit the inside of my cheek debating messaging Spencer just so he had my number and wasn’t completely shocked by some random number asking about Casey Thomas.

It’s Adrienne, thank you for all your help last night and this morning. Plus giving Gabi the new keys there's only so much older sister one can deal with at a time.

I sat my phone on the nightstand and closed my eyes, hugging the pillow to myself as I slid into a light sleep. My aching body combined with the amount of adrenaline that had been running through my veins was starting to wear on me again and I felt like I could just sleep for at least 24 hours if no one bothered me. Thankfully no one did bother me because when I opened my eyes again it was pitch black in the room and outside. I groaned and grabbed my phone hitting the lock button and instantly hating myself for not turning the brightness down, what kind of idiot stares at their phone screen when 1. They have an eye injury and 2. It’s pitch black and they literally just woke up from a coma level nap, oh yeah me. 11:18 pm, well damn I had slept over 14 hours but honestly I needed it. The second thing that caught my attention was a message from an unknown number.

I meant what I said, he won’t touch another hair on your head Addie

-Spencer

Okay, logically I know he’s probably just pissed off some grown ass man who beat a woman. Most men tend to get very angry about that type of thing, but I can’t help but feel like it was a personal threat and promise more than just some general statement said to put me at ease. Luckily my stomach decided to remind me that I had been asleep and it was now moments away from eating itself providing me with a much needed distraction from my imaginative scenarios involving Spencer. I sat my phone down on the bed and quietly patted down the stairs turning on the overhead kitchen light. Gabi's bedroom door was closed and the lights were off so I was guessing she had been asleep a good minute before I woke up. I grabbed some leftover pasta with my name on it and headed back to my guest room so as not to disturb her.

What if he comes back? I know the locks are changed but what's going to stop him from breaking the door down?

I honestly wasn’t expecting an answer as late as it was considering how absolutely wrecked and exhausted Spencer looked whenever I left the office. I turned the tv on and flipped through some channels before settling on some C list horror movie as I shoveled pasta into my mouth. A soft vibration from my side caught my attention and I didnt know if I wanted to smile seeing Spencer's name pop up. On one hand I was surprised he had answered so quickly and I couldn't help the blush that colored my cheeks. On the other hand I was well aware it was after midnight by now and honestly he should be sleeping, I slept all day so I had an excuse to be awake this late.

He won’t, not yet anyway. He knows we're looking for him and as angry as he is with you he values self preservation for more, which is why he ran away instead of looking for you. Most likely he’ll try to reappear after a few months once he thinks your guard is down and you're vulnerable, when we’re using our resources for more recent cases.

-Spencer

Oh gee thanks, I feel safer already

It wasn’t meant to plicate you, it was meant to prepare you without making you overly anxious. Stop pouting I can feel it from here

-Spencer

I rolled my eyes and chucked my phone back into the couch ignoring the text message notification. I get that he has to at least keep the illusion of professionalism so he doesn't get in trouble at work but would it kill him to at least be like no, adrienne everything is going to be fine? No. I would have hated that too because Spencer was right. I would just feel like he was lying to me and telling me what I wanted to hear.

There’s a difference between pouting and having a logical level of fear and wanting to be reassured. But I’m guessing they don’t teach you that in FBI school. God forbid cops have any level of empathy for someone.

I knew my answer was harsh but I was angry, and not at just one person but really this entire fucked up situation and the universe in general. Spencer just happened to be getting the brunt of it because it was late and he was the only person awake, add on the fact he makes me sexually frustrated and that's even more reason to be bratty to him.

Your anger is a fear response often shown by people who don’t like a lack of control. Commonly due to childhood abuse or trauma they couldn't escape and instead of being scared you choose to be angry.

-Spencer

…Shut up

Oh yes Addie because that was definitely a mature response, not even a denial, hell that was practically an admission I had just given him but he was right. I was scared. Scared Casey would come back, scared they wouldn't be able to catch him or protect me.

It’s late Adrienne, go to sleep. And before you even argue, it's 12:30, what are you going to do at 12:30 in the morning?

-Spencer

First of all I’ll have you know I slept until 11 this evening, and secondly myself since no one else is doing it

I stared wide eyed at the screen as he seemed to type for forever, well I said it i can't go back and unsay it now so whatever happens happens I guess. He’ll either find it extremely hilarious and laugh along with me or it will end in me being blocked.

Like I said yesterday, he was not a very good boyfriend then. Go to sleep now Adrienne, it's not up for discussion.

-Spencer

[whore4billie]

Never be the same - C.S - pt5 (final part)

Warning(s)- swearing, panic attack, blacking out, kissing,

(Y/n's Mum is pink)

Summary- You and Chris have been friends for as long as you can remember. You guys are attached at the hip and you have been since 7th grade. You rarely spend any time apart you always sleep at his house to the point you forgot what your own bedroom looked like, but you didnt care and neither did he. Lately things with Chris have been great, you were closer then ever! But it felt.. different. Not neccisarily bad different but still different nonetheless. You were slowly but surely catching feelings for him. Butterflies whenever he said your name, blushing when he smiled at you, heart beating faster whenever you guys cuddled, but it couldnt happen right? He would never feel the same we've been friends for far to long, right? Wrong.

I checked my phone and see his text. "Come over so we can talk about this in person" what the fuck does that mean? Talk about what? I mean yeah obviously the kiss but what if he says he regrets it? What if he hates me? What if he says he wants nothing to do with me? I feel myself get dizzy and the room feels like its closing in. I can hardly breathe. I slide to the floor, tears flooding my eyes as i rest my head in my hands. For fuck sake im having a panic attack. I hear a knock on the door. "Y/n? Are you ok? I heard a bang." It's my mum. I cant speak. I cant respond with anything other than a barely audible cry. She opens the door and sees me on the floor in tears. "Y/N honey its ok your ok just take deep breaths for me." She instructs, but i cant. It's like my lungs closed off. The room goes blurry and i hear a ringing in my ear. I think im gonna faint.

........

-Chris's pov-

"Okay miss y/m/n (your mums name) thankyou for telling me I'll be there as soon as possible." I say over the phone. I hang up and stare at the wall. Y/n had a panic attack. She had a panic attack and she blacked out and now shes in the hospital. Why did she have a panic attack? Is it because of me? Am I the reason my best friend, my lifeline, is in the hospital? No Chris snap out of it. I tell myself. I need to get going to the hospital. I grab a bag and pack her favourite hoodie of mine, a few snacks for when she wakes up and a blanket incase shes there overnight. after explaining what happened to my parents I made my way to the garden to grab my bike and get to the hospital.

-at the hospital (y/n's pov)-

I open my eyes and see my mum sat next to me. Why am i here? Oh shit yeah, the panic attack. My mum looks up and sees im awake. "Y/N your awake!" She smiles "how're you feeling honey?" She asks. Chris. All I can think about it Chris. "Mum wheres Chris?" I shoot up from where I was lay and look around, starting to panic again. "Calm down y/n i dont want you blacking out again. Chris is on his way he should be here any minute." She explains calmly. As she says that the door opens and Chris runs in, rushing straight to me and hugging me.

"I'm gonna give you guys some space." My mum whispers before walking out. I look at Chris who is staring at me. "What happened y/n? Why did you have a panic attack?" He asked me, a look of worry and empathy on his face. Well shit. What am i supposed to tell him? I cant tell him the truth he'd feel to guilty. Think think think y/n think think of a believable lie! "I dont remember why i had a panic attack." I'm lying through my teeth to my best friend for fuck sake hes gonna know. "I dont remember why i just know i was panicking one minute and the next everything was black and then i woke up here." I look up at the ceiling, avoiding eye contact. "Y/n look at me" he puts his hand on my chin and turns my head to look at him. "we've been friends since elementary school you really think i don't know when you lie? Tell me the truth im not gonna hate you or whatever it is your thinking. I'm here to listen." He smiles faintly. "I was panicking about the kiss. You said you wanted to talk about it and i thought you hated me." I admit, Tears brimming in my eyes. "Y/n i could never hate you. You could do the worst thing in the world and i would never hate you." He reassures me. I burst into tears again, burying my head in his neck, holding onto him for dear life. "Don't cry my love please don't cry. I'm here i promise im not going anywhere." He comforts me. I couldn't help but smile at the nickname. "My love" I could get used to that. I look at him and he wipes the tears from my eyes before connecting his lips to mine. "I love you" i whisper between kisses. "I love you more then you could ever know." He whispers back. He breaks the kiss and lays my head on his chest, stroking my hair. A few minutes later a doctor walks in. "Miss y/n- oh is this your boyfriend?" The doctor looks at Chris and then back at me, smiling. I look up at him and he has the biggest grin on his face. I look back at the doctor. "Yeah he is" I feel a weight off my shoulders being able to tell people hes my boyfriend instead of suffering in silence while people hit on him, not that the doctor was gonna do that. "You guys are cute" he compliment and i feel chris squeeze my hand. "Anyway i have brilliant news you can go home now!" The doctor informs us. We smile and thank him before getting me changed into my jeans and Chris's hoodie, my previous hoodie going in his bag. "I think my mums in the car." I say to Chris as i grab his hand. "Oh i brought my bike ill cycle home" chris states. "Oh no you won't put the bike in the boot your coming to mine." I giggle walking out to get Chris's bike before stuffing it in the boot and getting in the car. "Hey mum can Chris sleep over tonight?" I asked, secretly holding his hand. I'll tell her eventually but if she knows he's my boyfriend that means no more sleepovers. "Yeah i don't see why not if his parents are ok with it" she smiles back. I look at Chris and giggle. "What are you two giggling about?" She asks. Chris and I just look at eachother, giggling again. "Don't worry about it"

OK THIS WAS THE LAST PART IM SOBBING AT THIS ITS SO CUTE.

I'm so pissed I had to rewrite it like 2 times tho cuz my phone died smhhh but it turned out welllllll

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[tenaciouschronicler]

December 13 2024 2009

Three Jades? Well I guess that explains the sleeping but not sleeping thing with Jade. Jades dream self is in the same yellow clothing as what is above the fireplice which is wild. Does she own these clothes in real life and why would you pick those for your dream? The robot is very weird. First off why? How does the bed sense her dreams to power this robot and more importantly who made it? Jade tries sleeping in her dream but cant get comfortable because "some sort of invisible force is pressing down on you, a strange feeling of cold heavy metal." So I dont think shes aware that theres a robot that copies her moves.

Taking a look around the place Ive got a couple of observations. The whole room is washed pink from the bed, to the new wallpaper, to the plants and the items on the floor. There are no posters at all and the lights of the selected shirt options are all off. Its very bright outside and the sky is pale yellow, with the sun turning the sheets orange. Lastly, Im just realizing the bed posts kinda look like lathed totems? I dont know if Im just late to the party on that but there ya go.

We get to see the past related to Johns birthday present, which here is signed GT which we come to find out related to Johns previous Chumhandle 'ghostyTrickster'. A few things we learn. Rose and Jade probably had their past conversation in December as well because they talked about birthday presents.

John is the baby of the group (cant relate), Jade is the oldest and Dave and Rose are one day apart. John was one busy guy getting and wrapping their gifts in time but in all his excitement he forgot how long mail takes to get to Jade.

Jade has been harassed for years by these troll accounts, of which she counts 12, and they are the reason John changed his Chumhandle and ruined the friend theme.

We jump back to Present John for a second which is great cause now I can talk about the rest of those drawings in the past.

Every time you reenter your room, you shudder at the recent handiwork of some mischievous imps.

(emphasis mine)

Um, John, buddy how are you only seeing this now? Its been on your wall for months. Im surprised Rose hasnt said anything on this matter...

TT: Are you suggesting that imps are responsible for defacing your movie posters?

EB: uh, YEAH?

TT: Your posters have looked like that ever since I first saw your room.

TT: The moment we started playing this game.

TT: I thought you had defaced them ironically to mock your father's interests.

Not two pages later Rose debunks me letting it be known that these pictures are visible to others. We cannot directly connect these as a Sburb creation because we saw them prior to the game. John is the most likely to be their creator but he 1) would never do that to his posters and 2) somehow blocked their existance until this moment.

Fun little crack theory with this information: What if this is why Dad likes Harlequins? He saw these drawings (theres no evidence he couldnt) and assumed that John was embarrassed about this interest and being the dad that he is decided to show support by decorating the house to show there is no reason for shame? And then sad part about this theory, theres also writing that says 'lame kid' so what if Dad is also trying to boost Johns self-esteem with all his talks? AH wait! Im gonna keep adding to this OMG, what if Dad is corresponding with Dr. Brinner, who he met through the Serious Bussiness chat, because hes a psychologist to get help for John?! Oh man, I am spiraling in these theories.

Ok, ok back to the plot. Rose is not very concerned with her imminent firey demise and has named her new kitten Vodka Mutini. In the back, we can see she barely escaped the explosion as evidenced by the scorch mark on the pink scarf.

After witnessing John have another breakdown, we jump to WV who is attempting to climb down from the station roof. Alas, they are out of rope (cable) and refuses to relinquish their sash. Serenity does some scouting of the conveniently visible cable in the distance.

Its attatched to a harpoon, "This strikes you as convenient! It is almost as if someone knew you would need a bunch of cable". Indeed. Apperifying it is! Unfortunately, the apperifier was still set to the past and instead we get this.

A lovely hand drawn letter from Jade along with the present she just recieved and WVs pronouns. While confused by the envelope contents, WV decides as any mayor worth their salt would "it is obviously critical MAYORAL BUSINESS which you take very seriously and you will defend this package with your life." An absolutely fine mayor he chooses to be.

[six-swords]

ah fjsnfjsncjd me calling him problematic was just riffing on that silly discourse about whether its abusive to have sex when children are in the house... except i guess in this scenario instead of a house its an apartment built around a bigass gingko tree with a bunch of children flying around on hoverboards. the joke was funnier in my head oops

i can imagine most relationships in the undercity have a tendency to end messily, especially when it's under control of silco/the chembarons who are pumping the streets full of a highly addictive drug and you are a part of a revolutionary group actively fighting against both silco and the enforcers. probably doesn't leave you a lot of time in your schedule for date nights lmfao. if youre dating someone within the firelights you risk either one fo you dying tragically and leaving the other all alone, meanwhile if you date someone outside of the firelights there is just such a massive part of your life you cannot reveal to them unless you bring them in, which brings us back to the problem w/ dating someone whos also in the firelights fjdnfksnfjsb. luckily for scar, steb seems to be one of the least messy people he could've started dating. my man steb is out here minding his own business. ignore the fact that he was on cait's strike team and that the only friend he managed to make was the noxian plant (maybe also loris but...well we dont talk about loris. seriously what does fortiche have against bears) okay, pobody's nerfect

also to be fair i dont think scar would just dump greer (great name!!!) on ekko entirely on purpose, it's more in a "this is the easiest way to convince her to get out of the house" kind of way. if he told her to go hang out with her friends, those friends would also probably be following ekko around like a bunch of baby ducklings (in every instance of his lore wayward children are drawn to him bc hes Super Cool) so she'd end up hanging out with ekko anyways. at least thats how i see it haha.

OH I see!! Yeah no ur good I thought I was missing smth and the smth was the joke part HAHA

I think you hit the nail onto the head with why relationships in the undercity are Like That. And 😭 yeah hopefully this fic will also resolve some of the inevitable tensions that come with an enforcer/firelight relationship

I'm glad you like the name for her! It means "watchful" because I imagine her as a curious, bright kid that picks up on a lot. And omg that's really cute that kids like to follow Ekko around. I didn't know about that, but it totally makes sense to me. He does exude a kindness and coolness which I feel like kids would appreciate

And justice for my man Loris fr... I'm 🤔 though because you're right they do love to kill off bears kdjdkdkd that's so random of them