#ummm this is So Soft i cant even handle it

[alterlovetm]

❝ do you smell that? ❞ to emma frm manon ( morsurerouge ) it's um perfume

     5 senses sentences   |  @morsurerouge 

          is it – whatever she chose, she didn’t even read the label properly, or is it manon’s perfume that emma would love to smell every day?  ❝ je peux. mon dieu, mais c’est moi ou toi?❞     it’s overwhelming being this close to manon, and she’s pretty sure her attempt at putting on manon’s perfume has resulted in way too much being put on her skin, and it certainly is poignant.   they’re  so close   just standing in manon’s room,  and she moves a bit closer.  they must be close enough, they must be  close  enough for her to reach and trace her fingers over the side of manon’s neck,   ❝ où suis-je censé le mettre sur mon cou,❞  she feels pretty nervous for someone who normally isn’t nervous with people she’s attracted to.  but this isn’t yann, or a tinder boy, or –  it’s manon.   it’s manon.   ��j'ai mis trop de ton parfum.❞  her fingers trace up to push manon’s hair behind her ear,  ❝tu peux me montrer, correctement.❞   all of her stupid tinder boys and talking about hooking up with boys at parties, all of this melts away, it seems foolish and all that she cares about is manon.  she wants manon to touch her and to kiss her and she wants manon’s lipstick to be smudged because she’s kissed her, and she wants – she only wants manon,  who cares about boys.   she’s working on only doing things she wants, only having people around her that make her feel good.    she wants to kiss manon,  so – she’s bending down a little, moving forward enough to press her lips against manon’s.  

[theravenclawmonster]

I thought getting diagnosed would be able to get me help...(post 2 of dunno how many)

The previous post of this series of posts can be found in this link post 1

Trigger warning: This post (and the later continuation posts after it titled the same) may contain mentions of abuse, mental illness, suicidal thoughts and many more things which i will try to edit in it after writing the post(s) (hopefully i’ll remember to) [yes, this is the same in all posts in series]

Disclaimer: this is just a written account of events that happened in my life in the past few weeks and my emotional/ physical response to those events. I am writing this here so that it stays here as help for people to read and maybe see what certain things feel like, and as proof or diary for when i forget what really happened and start to believe her words. Also, this is going to be a long post... a very long post. 

Okay, where was i? The first visit to the doctor. I had my tests done and bought the acidity medicine and the vitamins he suggested (i had already started to take vitamins again since a couple of weeks before, he just added folic acid to that. I also have a bit of an issue with vitamins and people telling me to eat them indicating that all will be well after that; but more about that later). in the pharmacy, my mother was pretty upset with me cuz i kicked her out of the room and told me some stuff i don’t want to remember right now. ummm... basically she said “ why did you ask me to leave, what secret were you going to tell the doctor? what did you tell him we did to you? i know what you think about me. you could have just said it all in front of me. what was with all the secrecy” [funnily enough, although i did ask her to leave, my reason was cuz i can’t really speak in front of her (she interrupts a lot too) and i was worried that i’d cry and didn’t want to hear about it for another 6 months. there was no secret or i didn’t even think about mentioning the abuse, cuz how do you just go to a stranger and say “ hi i am in pain and my parents abuse me”. even asking for help for my pain was demanding enough for me.] . she also “informed” me very angrily that the it wasn’t allowed for a woman to be alone with a male doc, a nurse must be present (which was not present) and that is probably why doc didn’t do the proper physical checkup. Well! he should have (if he thought an extensive one was necessary; he did check my breathing and stomach softness), called a nurse in or my mother in. i didn’t have any issues with him doing my physical checkup alone too.  and he didn’t mention anything about that to me at all.

Anyway, I went back thinking God knows how long was this process was going to take and if i had the energy to fight for myself and make people believe that i was actually in a lot of pain. the reports came back fine (the expensive test one too, to much displeasure of my father “but this came back fine, so expensive for no use. why did he even write that test?” as if it would have been somehow better to get a positive test back for a disease?! I really don’t know how his mind works. By the time all reports were in, it was time for my appointment at the psychiatrist and it was decided to go to her first, then on our way back show the reports to our primary doc. that way we could also talk to him about what she said.

Oh wait, i forgot to mention in my last post. the doctor only suggested the psychiatrist and later sent me her number saying that i have told her about you please take an appointment. i had to call her and i asked about her fees which she very nicely said would be discounted and that helping me and understanding what was stressing me was more important. I felt so weird then, i don’t really hear these type of things very often.... or almost ever. 

going to the clinic was easy enough, of course my mother and father accompanied me. and my mother did follow in. [let me just add that i only remember about half of what happened so...] the doctor ( hereby referred to as Psy lady) asked me “so, how are you?” and i said “ i’m good *smiled awkwardly as she realised that was not what she meant to ask*. she was like okay, how do you feel and what do you want to discuss me with. so i just sat there like a dumbass. then i asked her how much the other doc told her about me. she said it was just that you are his patient and needs psychiatric help in his opinion.

I am just going to make a dialogue format written account for that and the next doctor’s visit as this seems way too confusing.

At that time (not sure) my mother interrupted;

Mother: *turned to me* “if you don’t mind may i tell her the history etc” *in pointed politeness*

Me: “ok.”

Mother: *launched from how i was such a brilliant smiling child and wanted to take this scholarship abroad but she said no* *went off a long tangent about how she was just being a nice worried parent in controlling my life and now feels guilty cuz i can’t let it go* *finished by saying* “Dr., she just can’t forget that, she is stressed no job plus the lock down etc you know how it is. then she found out she has scoliosis in january and i think she has taken it to heart, like really it is completely asymptomatic and i have asked the doc she won’t have any problems cuz of it in the future” (i am guessing she meant having babies but really who knows) “she has just taken stress over that”.

Psy lady : *scribbled something on her paper* “My i have some time alone with her?”

Mother: “yes yes sure” *left* 

Psy lady : “so tell me a bit about yourself.”

Me: *was still fuming and recoiling and shaking in my seat cuz i just don’t understand until how long is my mother going to throw that in my face. it has been years and i wasn’t even that upset about it (at least i just quietly internalized it) but she refused, controlled my life (since birth btw and still does now) and not even let me do anything else i want to do, nor find a job, then proceeded to throw her ‘oh i feel so guilty, i am such a good parent. i have commited a crime by being caring and now i must be punished oh!’ at me. Like where am i in all that? you say no, you control, your guilt, your love, your care, your image as a parent that must never be broken. where am i in all that? ALSO you never listen to my complains about pain so shut up* 

Psy lady: ...

Me: “umm... hi... i umm never had a dream, but then i found this thing in my mid-twenties and i loved it, but they didn’t let me pursue it, then didn’t let me do anything. and now they act like i am a burden on them. now i have nothing to do or like, and i can’t even find a job or have anywhere to go. i don’t even really wanna die, i am just tired” *burst into tears yet again as i realized i had no idea why i was telling her all that and it felt so fake and story like at the same time*    “... i can’t even breathe and i am in so much pain all the time that i feel like detached from my body cuz every time i try to be in it it fucking hurts.”

Psy lady: “are your parents always this much controlling” *pointed to the door indicating my mother*

Me: “they are emotionally abusive”

Psy lady: *had been looking into my eyes but looked away at the word abusive and didn’t say anything*

Me: *continued after a little shock that i actually said it out loud* “I can’t walk, my knees hurt” *tried to repeat almost all that was possible from the previous doc*   *also told her about feeling dissociative and explained a bit how that feels for me* * told her all about how i was fine in dragging me through life but now that my body has suddenly collapsed (where as before it was just emotional pain and numbness and occasional body pains in back and stuff nothing too overwhelming or maybe i was mentally strong to ignore it) i feel very scared and lost. I was dealing with everything fine on my own even when i felt like dying but now i cant handle anything, i can’t even act in front of others; something i am exceptionally good at* *talked about lowered brain function, slowness, low blood pressure, no energy suddenly, not being able to retain information or remember anything, not having a concept of time and memory*

Psy lady: *explained about DPDR disorder and asked me about sleep eating etc.*

Me: *repeated the same: loved sleep can’t now, loved eating can’t now* 

After some time of explaining asking and answering, she said that i have depression and what happens is that our brain stops making certain chemicals and to get it to make them again we have 2 options. one is medicine; the other is motivation and exercises. it seems like the latter would be hard for me (and i confirmed that i infact cannot walk or do almost anything and exercise is too painful cuz pain everywhere) she said that the best route in my situation is to start the medicine for some weeks (she said she’d not give them for more than 4 months; whole course including tapering them out) and explained that the medicines were very safe and answered all my queries about dependency on them or side effects etc. I said if that is what she thinks would be best and if taking them means i could feel alive again and my brain function would return to normal.

she then asked me to bring my mother back in. she explained the medicines to her and said i have diagnosed her with MDD. My mother asked what is that. She said Moderate Depressive disorder. my mother asked if the medicine was necessary. she  said yes, and to not worry as these were safe and she’s only giving to get me started and pull me out of this extreme state, only for a short time. she also said that come back after 10 days of eating these, so we can see the effect and the side effects if any, and that day she’d also get me an appointment for a psychologist who worked in the same clinic as she thinks it would help me immensely. we agreed. took the medicine and left for the doc no. 1′s clinic. My mother didn’t say anything.

we reached his office and throughout the short car ride and while sitting there waiting for my turn, i was feeling very... accomplished? enthusiastic? Dunno... I was just trying not to cry cuz i finally had it written on paper, i was finally diagnosed, i had finally gotten help. yes, it was only a start and i don’t know much about how doctors work diagnosis and how much more can be added in future visits but it was a start. i finally did something to actually help me.

Finally, our turn came. we showed him the reports and told him what she said and prescribed. My mother asked him if the meds were necessary. 

doc: “yeah they really believe in starting meds right away.”

mother: “I don’t want her to take them, it’s like giving up. she can use her will power and get better right?” [she also added something very weird like ‘these stamps (mental disorders diagnosed on paper) are not good for a woman’ or something along this line]

Doc: “yes she can. i too would suggest she do that.”

Mother: *went off on a long tangent about how when she was my age she had depression after having my older sister. but she will-powered through it and didn’t take the meds etc*

doc: “yes i agree, but it really depends on her is she willing to do it” *in a tone that suggested that i should say yes immediately and will-power though life*

Me: * realizing no one is listening to me* “doctor, can you please talk with the Psy lady and ask her if they are necessary in her opinion cuz i have no will left to power though with.”

Doc: “okay.” *called her and talked right then* * told her that he thinks it would be better to willpower through it?

Mother: “well she can will-power through right?”

Doc: “well the Psy lady said that she has been powering through with her will power for years; she has none left anymore. so she thinks that meds are the best option and besides” *looked at the prescription again* “these meds are not addictive and very safe.”

Mother: * insisted on no meds for 15 more minutes and had a long discussion with doc about praying, watching motivational speakers and what not*

doc: *joined in enthusiastically*

Me: *stared into the distance and stops listening with my wobbly neck and painful back*

Doc: “well she is not even listening. can you do it? exercise?”

me: “no it hurts, as i have explained before, not like the yayy muscle cramping up cuz i worked out way and i will love exercise in 2 weeks time way. No! the tendons hurt the bones hurt the joints hurt extremely painfully and it increases with time, even after 2-3 weeks it doesn’t get better.”

Doc: “okay, how about friends? social life? what do you do at home etc”

Me: “my friends are not here, i never made new ones. no social life. even when i was going to class before the lock down, it was from home to uni, uni to home. had no friends there. and i did walked in uni for about half an hour or even more but it hurt in the beginning, i thought okay, cramps (although my knees and heels were very painful too) but it almost felt like it got better (the cramps part) but then it got way worse and after a month i couldn’t walk for more than 10 minutes at a very slow painful speed.”

Doc: *asked about pets, anything that would suggest i was a living being with a life*

Me: “pets are not allowed and so is leaving the house by myself.”

Mother: *interjected* “we have never restricted her for anything.”

By this time, i had frankly given up and i don’t remember what happened next or where the conversation went. just remember something along the lines of “ for these 10-15 days before the next Psy lady appointment, let her do whatever she likes to, don’t ask her don’t control her. let her start up her social life again. she needs to be around friends and the things she can enjoy” something like this. to which my mother said very confidently “sure whatever she wants to do”

then, we left his office and in the car she told me to “not eat the meds as we have ‘now discussed it with your doctor”

this is getting way longer. i think i’d make one more post about it, or maybe one more after that for bits that i forgot. this post seems so badly written upon second inspection. this is not even the 40% of what happened but i don’t remember what happened exactly, or even the timeline.

The third and hopefully last post of this series can be found here post 3

[sir-see]

SnowBaz Band AU

-So Simon Snow is in a band along with Penny and Agatha and a couple of other people

-Simon is the drummer bc we all know that if he had to choose one thing to do, it would be hitting things with sticks-

-Simon also chose to be a drummer bc all of his life in homes, he would always make a mess of things by fighting so it feels good to create as well as have an outlet for his emotions

-Penelope is on keyboard and background vocals bc she has a rough yet nice voice and is quick with her hands

-Agatha is uses the band as her “rebellion” but she’s the main singer and the one who decided to start it in the first place

-Side band members include Keris and Trixie who play guitar and oddly enough, Cello (it sounds really cool in the midst of rock-esque music and adds a nice touch)

-They mostly play at small bars and different kinds of venues but they got a pretty solid fan base

-Meanwhile, Baz and Fiona run a small bar, Baz working as a bartender and Fiona working as well, Fiona.

-After hearing their music, Fiona decides she loves their grunge rock and wants to hold a show to get more customers

-Baz is absolutely against the idea of having even more people come in than usual, not to mention he hates rock bc he’s a pretentious ass violinist

-Anyways, the night comes where Simon and them perform and Baz is pissy as hell working the bar but he has to admit, the Cellist does sound quite good and the singers voice is rich, etc, etc. (Lets be real, he’s tapping his foot to the beat and humming the songs for the rest of the night)

-After Simon has finished the gig and the crowd clears out, he goes in for a drink and sees Baz who, okay he’s really fucking hot

-He tries to strike up a friendly conversation and is rudely shot down (Baz is gay panicking, give him a break)

-Eventually Simon is like “Oh how did you like the band!”

-Cue pretentious violinist Baz automatically critiquing the music despite actually quite enjoying it

-Simon is Offended™️ and immediately deems Baz as an enemy bc he shat on the one thing Simon uses to project his feelings

-(The band will never hear the end of Simon ranting about the one vampire looking bartender who didn’t like them)

-“Simon, you cant expect everyone to think we’re perfect”

-“That’s not the POINT, he obviously knew I was the drummer, he was such an asshole he probably said that shit just to piss me off” etc etc

-Fiona, however loves them and decided to book then regular gigs so, to the chagrin of everyone else, Simon always has an excuse to rant

-During one gig, though, Simon takes over the show and does a solo act on his acoustic guitar

-Literally everyone at the bar is whipped by this golden boy with calloused fingers who is usually smashing away at the drums playing such a soft instrument

-Baz is in the background shitting himself at how head over heels he is for this kid

-Simon: “so anyways here’s wonderwall”

-Baz comes over while Simon is performing and Simon, thinking its a genius evil plan to get revenge on this asshole, gestures Baz up on stage

-Long story short, it turns out way more romantic than Simon was expecting

-Baz ends up singing along and Simon is shocked that this posh guy listens to Oasis, so he plays while Baz sings

-They’re making eye contact the entire time

-Once the song ends, the crowd is screaming and begging for more of those two

-Fiona books one night a week for them to get together and perform, and the other nights are for Simon to go back to drumming with his band

-Simon and Baz still fight non stop, but Simon can’t help liking the way Baz looks when he’s concentrated on his violin, and Baz stares adoringly as Simon when he plucks the guitar or handles the mic

-They call a truce and actually end up becoming fRiEnDs???

-One night, Baz randomly tells Simon he won’t make it to their gig and Simons like “ummm okay”

-Simon walks into the bar ready to set up for the night but the stage is already set and the spotlight is on Baz, holding his violin

-Penny’s voice sounds over the microphone asking Simon to please take a seat in the front row (the rest of the bar is completely cleared out)

-Basically, Baz serenades Simon with his violin while Penny plays the piano somewhere hidden in the background)

-The song is Head Over Heels by Tears for Fears (https://youtu.be/tUAD7h6dHWE)

-Simon is laughing and crying simultaneously that this dork is playing 80s music for him

-Halfway through the song, Simon climbs up on stage and pounces on Baz

-Baz: “So I take it you liked the song then?”

[the-seductive-historian]

Hi there! Are requests still open? If so, could I maybe request something with how the bros would deal with/ react to their s/o just suddenly not wanting to have sex/make love (whatever ya wanna call it) like for weeks every time the situation goes in that direction s/o just comes up with a dumb excuse, only to find out that it's because their s/o just hasn't been feeling good about themselves, like not sexy or attractive at all? Sorry if this is too long/specific or stupid...

Requests are Open !! Thank you, Anon!  It’s Not Long at all!! This is soo sweet. Honestly, I had such a great time writing this!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Insecurities ~ Chocobros

You felt that all too familiar feeling you hated. You felt your stomach empty and your mind cloud with the thoughts of the unworthy feeling you knew all too well. Your self-esteem was lower than it had been lately. The perfect man who you were so in love with didn’t help ease your mind. How could someone so perfect love someone so….ugh…How could he loved you when you felt as if you were never good enough. You had started to hate yourself. You knew he was often sexually frustrated. Especially that you refused to have sex with him, you knew yourself well enough to know you couldn’t handle him seeing you so vulnerable when you were already a glass figure teetering on the edge of a jagged cliffside You knew you would break down and cry if you orgasmed with this perfect vessel of a man. You felt as if he could never be satisfied with you.

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GladioHere we go again, the man you loved this big sexy hunk of tattooed man was crawling onto the bed the outline of his massive erection clearly visible through his gray boxers. He was hungry and you knew it the lust in his eyes was enough to make you want to scream. This man was always ready to fuck you into the mattress. However, You couldn’t do it for some reason you couldn’t bring yourself to touch this god-like figure of a man one more time. You wanted him…by the six you wanted him. You stared at the man crawling on top of you before you brought your knees up crossing your ankles to shield your body from the lust filled man.

“Umm, Gladdy, I ummm…I can’t I’m sick…” You coughed roughly as he stopped and ran his hand up your leg. “Best way to cure a cold is to sweat it out, babe. Trust me I can help you with that!” He said and smirked his boyish smile his white teeth making you feel even worse. “I ..cant..I..” He sighed and rolled over on his back.  "What is it now, for the past month you have been brushing me off. Did I do something wrong!? If I did you need to tell me. I..am I too rough? I can be sweeter I promise.“ He said pleadingly. This was the breaking point you could feel the tears well in your eyes. It wasn’t him he was perfect how could he think it’s his fault. It was you…how do you tell the man you love you feel too worthless to be fucked. The tears started to roll down your cheeks.

"N…n..no..” You felt yourself manage to say. His eyes widened as he scooped you up in his large muscular arms like a small child. “What is it babe, Please tell me, Gods I hate seeing you cry.” You were torn between hugging the man and pushing him away. “Gladio…I can’t okay…I’m not sexy enough..” You finally let the words out. He looked at you as he pulled you close and slowly. The man burst out into the booming laughter you had grown to love. “You’re not sexy enough?” He questioned laughing. “Babe you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen!” He pulled you close. “You can’t tell me that’s not true just look at what you do to me.” He motioned down to his cock.  You looked up at him and then back down. “I don’t know why..” you mumbled. He stared at you and then pulled you close kissing you hard. You are beautiful…you are as close to a goddess as I can get. In all honesty… I…I never thought would want to be with a guy like me. I’m big in crude and rough im not as sweet as prompto or as romantic as the other guys.“ You looked up at the love of your life confessing to you he thought you wouldn’t want him. You were so confused. "Gladdy how could you ever think that i wouldn’t want you. Your so perfect, The way you smile and laugh. How strong you are. There only one you and that’s all I could ever ask for.” He smirked wide and kissed you. “I couldn’t have described you better myself even if I tried. I love you and only you!” You looked at him realizing that he was right and that even if you didn’t see it he did. and if he thought you were perfect. well, you might as well believe him.

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PromptoYour beautiful sunshine boy smiled as you both rolled around in bed and he rolled on top of you. He brought his freckled face close and kissed you passionately as his hand slide up your arms then down over your breasts and to your stomach as he lifted your shirt and slide his hand up underneath. You paused and pulled away your hand forcing your shirt down and his hand out with it. You looked down and then sat up and curled into yourself. “Chocobae what’s wrong? D..D..did I do something wrong?” He asked concerned as he soft eyes once filled with love and passion looked at you with worry. You looked down at your stomach and held yourself tighter covering your body up more. “I just don’t…I don’t feel well. maybe we could not.” He looked at you and slumped over some.“awww, again..okay…” You felt worse as he said that you wanted to please him but you couldn’t not with you looking this way. you hated your body and he was perfectly toned and fit and nice and sexy. You almost got mad about it.

“I’m sorry, I just can’t okay!” You snapped and then turned away. He looked at you shocked and then he got up and walked away worried you were mad at him. About an hour later he walked back in to check on you only to see you standing in front of a mirror looking at your body your face twisted in disgust. He had seen this all before. It was a look he gave himself at one point. He ran to the mirror and blocked it. “No!” You looked at him shocked, “No, what Prompto?” You looked at his frustrated. “Just No! No! No! NO! I’m not just gonna stand around while you think that about yourself. You’re not whatever you think!! No matter what anybody says or hat everyone else looks like your not that! Your everything but those things!!!” He yelled at you his voice laced with panic. “You’re perfect, Your gorgeous and sexy and smart and beautiful and you don’t need to change.” He looked down and then rubbed his eyes after he grabbed onto your hands holding them tightly between his.

He was crying he looked at you and shook. “You can’t think those things. P..P…Please…If you think your anything but perfect than everything great in this world is just a load of shit. Because you’re better than anything else in this whole world. Better than any other girl, better than any food, or movie, better than chocobos better than photography better than the goddesses all put together.” He pleaded and looked at you. “I looked at myself the way you did…and I never want you to feel half of the disgust or shame I felt. because you’re far more wonderful than I could ever be.” You were crying by now both with guilt and with happiness that he thought you were so amazing. You kissed his freckle covered cheeks. “I love you chocoboo.” You smiled and said as he smiled his sunshine smile and kissed you.

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NoctisYou laid in bed as the sun shone through the curtains casting a small sliver of light over the muscles of the man you laid next to you smiled and looked at him admiring how handsome he was even when he was lazy and asleep and didn’t do his hair. You admired every inch of your prince he really was prince charming to you. He was sweet and funny and romantic and the most handsome man you had ever seen. You felt your throat tighten as tears spilled out. Your head filled with doubts that you would never bee good enough for a prince. Why does he love you? Why is he with you? You wiped your tears and got up to go make sure you didn’t look horrible for crying as you washed your face you felt a lazy pair of strong hands settle on your hips and pull you back against a hard erection cover by his pjs. He smirked and placed lazy sleepy kisses on your exposed shoulder and he smiled and looked at you.

“Mmmmm, morning princess.” He smiled and pulled you into his pelvis more as he kissed your neck. You melted some and smiled. “Morning Noct.” You said softly. He turned you around picking you up and setting you on the bathroom counter as he spread your legs enough for him to stand between them. He rubbed your thighs and kissed you passionately he began to slide your panties down as you broke the kiss he stopped. “Are you okay?” He asked softly. “No, I’m not. I just. I can’t do this.” You said looking at him. He sighed but nodded. “Okay..” He walked back to the room and put a shirt on and started to walk to the kitchen for food. You sat there kinda upset that he wasn’t worried. “Noct? Your not even gonna ask me what’s wrong?” He looked at you. “No, You don’t wanna fuck we don’t fuck. It’s as simple as that I’m not gonna make you. Is there something wrong?”

“I just don’t understand why you just left.”  You responded “I’m not gonna assume something is wrong, Babe I just thought you didn’t want to do anything. I didn’t think there was a reason.”  He said as he made a bowl of cereal. “well something is wrong, I don’t feel like I’m good enough for you. I don’t want to be with you because I feel like im just not sexy enough.” He looked at you and set his cereal down. “Why on earth would you think that?” I’m the prince and future king. I deserve the best and only the best. Why do you think I have you. Because you’re the best! It’s normal to have doubts and insecurities I have them all the time. but you have to believe that even at your worse you are the most amazing person I’ve ever been with.“ You blushed and looked down. He pulled you close and smirked. "Come on im gonna fuck you till the only thing you can think of is pure ecstasy” He picks you up and carried you to the bedroom.

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IgnisYou were in the living room reading a book on the couch as Ignis came home he sat down next to you and he slowly wrapped his arm around you. he watched you read as he slowly kisses your neck. Ignis was not usually the person to initiate sex. however, it had been 6 months since you were last intimate and he needed you. He grabbed your book and pulled you onto his lap and he kissed you as he grinding his erection into you and pulled your hair. “My love, You have no idea what you do to me.” You blushed and moaned slightly but moved off of his lap and walked to the kitchen. “What do you want for dinner darling?” You asked trying to change the subject. He sat there confused and somewhat frustrated.

He stood up and walked to the counter. “My love, If you don’t wish to be intimate please tell me.” You looked at him and sighed. He was looked at you with concern and worry but you could tell he was tense and frustrated.  "Iggy, It’s not that I don’t want to. I want to, believe me… I really want to but I can’t.“ He nods listening to you. "Why, I need you to be completely honest with me. I want to understand.” He held your hand tightly. “I don’t want to have sex because I don’t feel like I will satisfy you or that I am pretty enough or sexy enough. I have struggled with this for a long time and I’ve been trying to change it but, I can’t. I look at you and your so smart and intelligent and handsome and you’re nearly perfect in every way. and I envy you.” He looked down and slowly shakes his head. “That’s because I was raised to not make one mistake, I was trained and conditioned like a robot. While you were playing and drawing scribbles I was learning etiquette and reciting Shakespeare. You’re not afraid of getting messy or making a mistake.  You just do whatever you want and I find that inspiring and beautiful.” He smiled at you

“I am terrified every single second of every day of making a mistake because I was raised to hate flaws and mistakes in myself and my work. I was forced to look at myself as if I weren’t good enough. Until years and years of hard work made me presentable.” He looked down. “Darling you have flaws…lots of them…your messy and you sing when you think no one is listening and you don’t care if it’s bad or good. you curl up and watch anime for 12 hours straight. You look just as beautiful when your hair is a mess and you have bags under your eyes, as you do when you spend hours doing your hair and makeup. You are imperfectly perfect! I love that you’re not a robotic flawless thing. Your human. Your you. And yout the love of my life.” You smile and laugh slightly before practically jumping over the counter to fuck your perfect man.

[arteacactus]

Deceitful Battle

Warnings: Cursing, death, wounds, burning, ummm cant remember what else Prompt: “I almost lost you.” Pairing: Logeit (Logan x Deceit), Prinxiety Word count: 4596 Notes: This is set in the same universe as Dragon Fights Tagging: @fandomdiabetes, @fandergecko, and @logic-logan-sanders

“Guys, come on! It’s not that bad..”

“We are literally trapped inside your mind palace! Last time we were here, we got attacked by a massive dragon- what if that happens again?”

“Calm down, Virgil, I’ll make sure it doesn’t,” Roman soothed, though it was clear by the way his fingers twitched towards his sword holster that he remembered that incident very vividly and he was nervous about it happening again.

See, Roman wanted to go back to the mindspace again, for another grand adventure. However, Patton (and Virgil) demanded that everyone go with him, to make sure no more severe injuries happened.

However, trying to get six people into his own fairytale world wasn’t as easy as he’d previously thought.

On the way, Roman had lost focus- and got them dumped in a forest.

Not the worst place to be dumped, if Roman were to be honest. They could have been dropped in the Lava Zone of his mindspace.

The forest was quite pretty, he wasn’t sure what they were all worried about. The trees were tall and lush, a soft, cool breeze rustling the green leaves. The light on the leaves made the forest take a golden/green glow, casting dapples of light on the forest floor, which was thick with ferns and weeds.

Accompanying the sound of leaves rustling, birds sung their songs in the distance, and a woodpecker tapped at a tree in time, as if providing a beat for them to sing to. Roman saw a deer in the distance, casually trotting through the bushes and occasionally stopping to nibble at a flower. A family of squirrels chattered to each other in a nearby tree, dropping acorns onto the ground, thunking against a fallen tree trunk.

Taking a deep breath in, smelling the cool, damp air, Roman smiled. He wondered how he could have managed to stay away for so long.

Thomas joined Roman in looking around, while Patton tried to soothe Virgil’s rising anxiety, and Logan.. Well, Logan was paying more attention to the fifth Side, who no one else knew was there.

Deceit had shapeshifted into an actual snake, scales sleek and black, shimmering in the golden rays of the sunlight, piercing yellow eyes staring right back at Logan, as if silently asking his boyfriend what they should do.

Logan knew that Deceit definitely shouldn’t take on human form around the others- especially Virgil. The poor Side was anxious enough as it is, seeing Deceit might just drive him to the point of no return.

Logan shook his head, silently telling the other they’d discuss it later, and lifted his arm towards the treebranch Deceit was coiled around, allowing the snake to slither up his arm and in his sleeve, tucking himself into Logan’s shirt, so he could still be with them and be well hidden.

“Well! I suppose we should go looking for my Kingdom, then.” Roman declared, pulling his sword out of its holster and raising it in the air, watching it shimmer and gleam, as the rays of light reflecting off the sword slowly game together to point in the direction of Roman’s castle.

“What is this, Shadow of The Colossus?” Virgil muttered under his breath when he could manage to speak again, his anxiety soothed for the most part, but he was still really tense.

“Shut up,” Roman huffed, tucking his sword away once more. “We have to go North!” He exclaimed, pointing in the direction he said, then starting to walk.

“Roman, kiddo, that’s West-”

“That’s what I said.”

It’s only been an hour and quite frankly, Logan couldn’t handle it anymore.

It was too.. Illogical, here!

There were weirdly colored butterflies (seriously, why are they rainbow?), deer with wings, dragons, etc., and it was just- all too much for him. He felt like he was about to explode.

“Roman, can we stop and rest?” Virgil whined for the umpteenth time, “My feet hurt and I need a nap and-”

“Yes, Virgil, we get it, you’re suffering.” Logan muttered under his breath, tuning the Anxious Side out. He felt the lump beneath his shirt squirm, and he gently prodded at it, silently telling Deceit to stay still, but he knew he was also getting restless. Even Roman seemed to be getting tired.

“I can see the shadow of the Kingdom over there, though!” Roman exclaimed, pointing his gleaming sword towards the hills, where they could, in fact, see the shadow of Roman’s castle.

They had managed to get just outside the forest, walking along the edge of the trees. The sun was high in the sky, hot and beating down on them, making it hard for them to escape the shade of the forest. Even the cool breeze blowing past didn’t help much.

The sky was a vibrant blue, no cloud in sight. The wind rustled the leaves of the trees and sent a couple gently floating down in front of them as they walked in the direction of the castle, keeping close to the forest just in case the sun got too unbearable.

They passed the area where Virgil and Roman had been attacked a while ago, which had made them quicken their pace so Virgil wouldn’t get overwhelmed by his anxiety, and they were on edge, waiting for something to happen.

Everyone was tense, always glancing around themselves and jumping at every little sound. Patton’s hand had brushed against a fern and he’d screeched, clinging to Thomas and refused to let go since.

So when they heard a distant roar, everyone froze in their tracks, and paled instantly.

Virgil immediately slammed into Roman’s side. “Into the trees. Now. We’re staying in there until we absolutely have to leave.”

“But Virgil-” Roman tried to protest, but Virgil didn’t let him- and Patton didn’t, either, both the Anxious and Moral Sides pulling the others into the trees to hide, hearing the sounds of screeching roars grow steadily louder as the dragon drew nearer.

“Why are there so many dragons in this place, Roman?” Thomas angrily whispered, though it was more out of fear than anything else.

“I don’t know!” Roman replied honestly, letting himself be shoved into cover this time, “There usually aren’t this many..”

“Well that’s comforting.” Virgil snapped, “Why do you have to wear white and gold? Do you know how easy it is for a dragon to spot your flashy bright colors?”

“Well I’m sorry, I-”

“Roman, Virgil, now is not the time.” Thomas snapped, sinking into the ferns as a dark shadow flew overhead, an ear-splitting shriek filling the air.

“Oh, no, no, no, no, no,” Patton continuously mumbled under his breath, trembling nervously as he watched the shadow move on the ground in front of them. The dragon itself wasn’t yet visible, but the shadow alone was enough to make Patton want to cry.

Logan caught the glint in Roman’s eye, and he gripped Roman’s sash.

“No. You are not going out there.”

“But!” Roman protested, “If I don’t deal with it now, it’s going to attack my people!”

“That’s what you said last time!” Virgil exclaimed in outrage, “And you nearly died!”

“I’m more than willing to give up my life to protect my Kingdom.” Roman replied, and the ground shook as the dragon finally landed in the open area in front of them.

It was large- smaller than the one Roman and Virgil had faced, but it was still massive. Presumably male, if its size and little muscle was anything to go by.

Its scales were black as coal, but they were patchy, only sections of the dragon covered in the black, hardened scales, the skin underneath a vibrant fiery orange. The dragon’s body was long, black spikes running along its spine, from head to tail-tips. Said head was also small, snout long and thin, black billowing smoke coming from the nostrils.

Giant, black horns curled out the dragon’s head, matching the look of the spikes that grew out of his haunches, pointing towards his tails.

Speaking of tails, this dragon in particular had two long, thin tails, swinging rapidly back in forth to express his agitation, one of them curling around its large feet, massive, pointed claws picking at the ground.

Malicious red eyes caught sight of a gleaming in the forest, Roman’s sword still reflecting light, and the dragon swung his head around to face the group hiding out in the trees, lip curling to reveal rows of sharp teeth, more smoke puffing from its nose. Large wings fanned out threateningly, thin, orange skin of the wings slightly torn.

“Roman..” Virgil growled under his breath as he felt Roman’s muscles bunch beneath his hands that rested on his shoulders.

Logan, distracted by the sight of the massive dragon, loosened his grip on Roman’s sash, and allowed the Creative Side to lunge out into the clearing, sword rose high in the air and dashing towards the foot of the dragon.

“Roman! No!” Virgil screeched, making a move to follow him. Patton and Thomas grabbed onto the Anxious Side, yelling at him to stay still, but Virgil fought their hold- slapping at the two and stomping on their feet in his desperation to get them to let go, let him go stop Roman. “Let me go- Roman! Get back here! Roman!”

Roman either couldn’t hear him, or ignored him, and he dashed towards the dragon with his sword raised in the air, boots slipping on the ground and causing him to lose balance, plunging the sword into the dragon’s foot.

However, Roman didn’t realize that, as a fire dragon, it’s veins flowed with lava instead of blood, so when its skin began to bubble and he pulled his sword out to it being melted to the hilt, he realized he’d made a grave mistake in attacking.

Roman gave up with the sword, tossing the hilt of it elsewhere as he climbed up the dragon’s foot, ignoring the screeching whines of the creature from being stabbed, avoiding the leaking lava-blood as he grabbed a hold of the patchy scales and used them to pull his way up, climbing up the arm.

“Do you use the same fighting tactic for every dragon you fight, you idiot?” Virgil hissed, giving up on trying to struggle against Patton and Thomas’ hold, falling limp in their arms.

Logan watched in silence, Deceit’s head peeking up through the collar of his shirt to watch the fight, too, staring at Roman as he struggled to climb up the dragon’s body, which was much more difficult with the patchy scales and the creature’s extremely hot skin.

“What is he trying to do?” Logan mumbled. Roman didn’t have any sort of weapon. His sword was melted, what could he possibly do to this creature?

Roman, despite the dragon furiously shaking and raising his feet to scratch at the area Roman was to get him off, managed to get atop the dragon’s head, gripping its horns. Pulling out a smaller dagger he’d kept in his pocket, he jammed it into the ridge of its horn, and managed to crack it, splitting the horn in half. The dragon let out a loud, pained cry, rearing up on its hind legs and flapping its wings. He shook his head and lifted a front foot, claws digging at its horn to try and peel Roman off of him.

Roman lifted his foot, kicking the split part of the horn, and the dragon hooked its own horn with its claws, and ended up ripping his own horn off, the broken end falling to the ground.

Roman tried to hold on, but the thrashing of the dragon’s head was too much, and he fell, the creature’s wing swinging around and smacking into Roman, sending him flying towards the ground.

Roman choked out a small, breathless cry when he smacked painfully into the ground, and Logan tensed, not feeling Deceit slowly slither out of his shirt and away from the group, instead going up a tree, eyes narrowed in concentration. Deceit had a plan.

Thomas and Patton couldn’t stop him this time, and Virgil sprinted, ignoring the surprised and worried yells for him to come back.

Virgil bent over and grabbed Roman, lifting him into his arms, and rather than trying to fight the dragon itself, he ran back to the trees, clutching the Prince close to his chest. He refused to do this again. They were going to flee, whether they wanted to or not.

As soon as Virgil made it back, though, a second loud, screeching roar arose from above them, and Logan’s eyes stretched wide in surprise as a second dragon came crashing down right on top of the first.

The new one was bigger and bulkier than the fire dragon, scales shiny and black as night. Its underbelly, eyes, and thin skin of its wings were a vibrant shade of gold, sparkling as the sun hit it, almost like glitter.

While the others were confused, because this dragon was incredibly plain compared to the others, Logan felt his heart stop.

Deceit.

“No!” He immediately shrieked, much to the shock of the others, and Logan felt his feet move but his mind was still frozen in shock, trying to lunge towards the two creatures. He vaguely felt hands grip at his arms and pull him back, refusing to let him go, but he didn’t know who they belonged to. His mind repeated the same thing over and over again.

Deceit, Deceit, Deceit, Deceit, Dol-

Logan let out another cry when Deceit attacked, raising his massive foot and stabbing his claws into the fire dragon’s eyes, seemingly ignoring the painful burn of the boiling blood scorching his claws and scales.

The fire dragon screeched, swinging one of its tails around and hooking a spike into Deceit’s wing, ripping at the thin skin and tearing it apart. While Deceit let go of the other’s face from pain, roaring and whining, the fire dragon took the distraction as a chance to make his own attack, snapping his jaws at Deceit and clamping his mouth around his neck, standing on his hind legs and forcing Deceit to lift himself to his hind legs as well, wings flapping in an attempt to keep his balance, front feet scratching and ripping at the dragon’s face in a weak struggle to get him to let go. His own large, clunky tail swung around and smacked at the other’s feet, trying to knock him off balance and let go of his throat, but he couldn’t manage to do so, only resulting in the fire dragon digging his fangs harder into him.

Deceit lifted one of his massive paws and dug his claws into the other’s head, putting force on his horns and cracking it even more, the severe pain making it roar and let go of Deceit’s throat.

Deceit backed away a bit, regaining his balance on all fours, breathing heavily, before he dove right back in, slamming into the other and shoving it into the ground, feet hitting the other’s belly and pushing his weight into it, trying to break bones the best he could.

The fire dragon screeched, then opened its jaws wide, and a cloud of smoke was Deceit’s only warning before large, hot flames burst into his face and body, burning his scales and skin.

Deceit didn’t let the flames licking at him bother him, continuing to use his claws to rip and tear at the fire dragon’s skin despite the burns and the slices from the other’s own claws scratching at him.

Logan watched the whole thing in utter horror, eyes stretched wide as he gazed at his boyfriend getting hurt so he could protect Roman and the others, and he distantly heard choked sobs- maybe from him, or someone else, he wasn’t sure- past the sounds of pained, aggressive screeching and roaring, Deceit’s skin bubbling with blisters from the fire.

“Stop it!” Logan heard himself scream without realizing it, “Get back here! Stop it!”

Instead of stopping, Deceit dove his head and clamped his teeth around the other’s throat, but he realized his mistake a second too late- the fire dragon rolled them over, slamming his body into Deceit’s and forcing them to swap positions, wings flapping in an attempt to take the fight to the air, where the fire dragon would have an advantage over Deceit.

Deceit screamed again, lifting one of his feet to stab into the other’s eyes once more, this time managing to rip them from their sockets, successfully blinding the creature.

At the loss of sight, the fire dragon finally let go, releasing Deceit with a startled screech, followed by pained whimpering, and it admitted defeat, wings beating hard and sending harsh gusts of winds to blow across the area, flattening the grass and rustling the leaves on the trees, lifting itself into the air and clumsily flying off.

Deceit laid there for a second, before his body began to glow, slowly taking shape back into human form.

Logan took advantage of the other’s shocked state to shove away the hands of whoever was holding him back, and he bolted, running straight into the battlefield, approaching Deceit’s worn, wounded body.

Logan fell to his knees next to the other, taking in his appearance. Deceit was missing his gloves, hat, and cape, his shirt and pants ripped up severely, soaked with blood from the deep gashes in his body, as well as severe burns all over his face and torso.

“Deceit? Deceit?” Logan repeated desperately, raising a hand to the unburned part of Deceit’s face, stroking his hair. “Deceit?” He tried again, but Deceit didn’t respond- he was hardly breathing.

“Dolion Sanders, please,” Logan choked on another sob, vaguely hearing thudding as the others came running up to join them (other than Roman, of course- Virgil was carrying him).

“Deceit?” Thomas managed to get out in his shocked state, but Logan didn’t let anyone question it any further.

“Help him!” Logan demanded, lifting his gaze to the Sides, “Do fucking something!”

“H-Hold onto me,” Roman managed to get out, coughing weakly into his arm, “I can.. I can use the magical energy leftover from the dragon and take us to the Kingdom.”

Logan didn’t even bother trying to question it, he lifted Deceit into his arms, wincing at the other’s pained groan from Logan touching the wounds, and he grabbed a hold of Roman- and sure enough, in the blink of an eye, they were suddenly standing inside a city in the Prince’s Kingdom.

Predictably, the people flipped. Their Prince, as well as his family, had just appeared in their city, severely injured, and one of them near death.

“Prince Roman!” Cried one woman, who immediately ushered the group to the nearest hospital, not bothering with introductions or asking what’d happened. They approached a strangely modern-looking building, tall and white, covered in windows to what Logan assumed was hospital rooms. Actually, now that he was in Roman’s Kingdom, it was all modern. It didn’t look.. Skyrim-like, like he’d assumed it would. It just looked like a big city.

Thomas, Patton, Virgil, and Roman walked through the hospital doors without a fuss- but Logan and Deceit were stopped.

“I’m sorry, but.. We were given direct orders from Prince Roman not to let him in.” A kind lady stopped Logan, clearly referring to Deceit when she’d said ‘him’.

Logan watched the others continue to be ushered into the emergency room, not realizing they’d just lost two of their group, and Logan felt his blood boil with rage.

“He’s almost dead! Who gives a fuck what Roman said?” Logan snapped, “This is a hospital, isn’t it? Help him!”

“I-I’m sorry, sir,” The woman stammered, but Logan didn’t let her finish.

If she wouldn’t help him, he was going to find some place that would.

Logan turned on his heel and left, clutching Deceit tight to his chest, leaving the hospital and jogging down the cobblestone sidewalk. Surely, he could find another hospital somewhere here-

“Prince Logan!”

The call stopped him in his tracks.

Logan turned to face a short girl with long, blonde curly hair, big brown eyes staring up at him. “Prince Logan, I can help Prince Deceit- just, we have to hurry to my home. He.. might not have much time left.”

Logan decided not to question why he and Deceit were being referred to as Princes, or who this person even was- He just wanted help for his boyfriend and he wanted it now.

“Lead the way.” Logan got out through gritted teeth. His heart was pounding and it felt like his lungs were being crushed, anxiety overwhelming him. Is this really what Virgil went through daily? He’d have to give him a hug or something next time he saw him. He didn’t know how he did it. He had a new level of respect for the Anxious Side.

Logan looked down at Deceit, laying limp in his arms, and he felt the lump in his throat grow. What if they were already too late? What if he died- because he wanted to save Roman? Of all ways Deceit could have died, Logan never thought that would be one of them.

Suddenly Logan was jerked out of his thoughts by Deceit being taken from his arms, and he realized he was standing inside a house.

“Where are you taking him?” He demanded, feeling a rush of protectiveness fill him.

“Cleaning his wounds,” The girl replied, “Sit down, please.. This shouldn’t take too long.” She promised, carrying Deceit into what Logan assumed was the bathroom.

Logan let out a breath, and he walked towards a nearby couch. He didn’t bother to take in his surroundings, he suddenly felt exhausted and he needed to sit down.

Sinking into the couch cushions, Logan pulled off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. He forced himself to relax, letting out a sigh and dropping his hands to his lap. He was going to let himself calm down for a couple seconds.

Logan slowly opened his eyes, a sleepy groan leaving him as he woke.

He didn’t even realize he’d fallen asleep. He must have been really tired.

Straightening his back, and wincing at the stiffness in his neck, he blinked away the blurriness in his eyes, and saw, on the couch across from him, Deceit sitting up and dressed in his clothes, but they weren’t torn up like they had been. His face didn’t have any wounds (other than a small scar under his right eye), but Logan could see where a massive burn scar travelled from his neck down, no doubt covering a fair amount of skin on his torso. His face was also lacking its usual scales- he must have them hidden so he could speak freely without lies clouding his conversations.

“Logan, you’re awake.” Deceit smiled, taking notice of the other studying him, “You were out for a couple hours, I was starting to get worried.”

“I’m going to kill you for almost dying,” Logan threatened, but with his voice still deep from sleep and slightly slurred, it wasn’t all too intimidating.

Deceit chuckled. “Okay.” He replied, standing up slowly, visibly flinching as his clothes pressed against his wounds, making his way towards Logan and sitting next to him.

“How are you healed? And your clothes..?” Logan questioned, leaning lightly into Deceit’s unscarred side.

“The girl who lives here? She’s a witch. Used to be a doctor in training but quit. Exceptionally skilled with her healing magic, and she used her magic to patch up my clothes, too.” Deceit replied, lips pressing to Logan’s hair.

“Oh..” Logan hummed, shoulders slumping. “.. You worried me, you idiot.” He muttered, “Don’t do that again. Please. You scared me so bad, I-I-” Logan began to get choked up again, trembling at the thought of Deceit actually dying.

“I won’t,” Deceit promised, “Or, I’ll try not to. That’s a promise.”

Logan decided that’s about the best he was going to get, and he was still too tired to argue, so he dropped it for now, letting out a huff. “Speaking of the girl- where is she?”

“Left, she has duties. She said we can leave whenever.”

“Are you able to walk okay?” Logan asked. He would prefer to leave as soon as possible, but if Deceit couldn’t walk very well, he wouldn’t make them do so.

“Of course I can,” Deceit replied, taking hold of one of Logan’s hands, and shakily standing, silently urging Logan to do the same with a quick tug of his hand.

Logan was quick to follow, hand instinctively resting on Deceit’s back to hold him steady just in case he really couldn’t walk good. “Dolion-”

“I’ll be okay, Loganberry.” Deceit cut him off, “Okay?”

Logan frowned at him, but gave in. “.. Okay, Lio.”

And as they walked out the front door together (Logan still holding onto Deceit’s hand just in case), the first thing they saw was Thomas, Patton, Virgil, and Roman petting some stranger’s dog.

Logan shook his head, letting out a heavy sigh as he led Deceit towards the others, lacing their fingers together. It was still a little strange to hold his hand when he wasn’t wearing his gloves.

“Logan!” Patton exclaimed, immediately abandoning the dog to run to Logan, lunging at him and attacking him in a hug.

Logan stumbled, letting go of Deceit’s hand to balance himself, making sure Patton didn’t topple them over, while the others slowly approached, clearly careful of Deceit.

“Logan, where were you?” Virgil demanded, “We got Roman into the hospital room and realized you weren’t with us, and we thought you were just rushed to another room, then the lady tells us you weren’t allowed in! Where did you go?!”

“A kind girl helped me instead.” Logan replied, Patton finally releasing him from his hug, allowing Logan to immediately grab Deceit’s hand again and pull him close. “She’s, apparently, very talented in healing, and she fixed Lio right up..”

Deceit gave a grin when the others turned their attention towards him. They were very obviously uncomfortable in his presence, but Deceit genuinely couldn’t bring himself to care. Maybe it was the throbbing pain he was in, or the fact he was with Logan- he didn’t know. “I think you should be thanking me- I saved you all.”

“Dolion Sanders, don’t be a dick.” Logan muttered, squeezing Deceit’s hand to scold him. He would usually smack him, but he didn’t want to hurt him. He was in enough pain as it is.

“Dol-?” Patton scrunched up his face in confusion, before realization fell on his face. “Oh..”

“My name is Dolion.” Deceit confirmed, “And while I’d hate to stop this touching moment, I feel like I am about to collapse any second now, so-”

Logan was quick to move, carefully wrapping his arm around Deceit to hold him steady, “Should we go, Lio?”

Deceit, letting himself put some weight on Logan, nodded. “It would be appreciated, Loganberry.”

“Worst nicknames ever,” Virgil muttered under his breath, but he was ignored as Roman, now energized enough to return them to the real world, gathered the Sides (and Thomas) into a circle, taking them back to the living room.

Logan immediately settled Deceit onto the couch, sitting next to him and holding his hand on his lap. “You okay?”

“Yes, Starshine, I am.” Deceit chuckled, leaning into Logan.

Virgil cringed. “This is disgusting.”

“Shut up, it’s cute.” Patton scolded, gently smacking Virgil’s shoulder.

Thomas just shook his head, sighing.

His personality really was something.

[fatesinthenight]

The Triangle of Heartbreak (part 6)

Celine looks up at the sky. It looked especially nice tonight with the sky being so clear. The stars shines so bright and the moon was full. She felt like she could look at it for days. Once she felt Mark beside her she remembered where she was. His shoulder was touching hers and the spot felt warm. He was aware of it too and it made him want to lean in closer.

"Are you feeling better?" Mark looks at Celine.

"O yes I am thank you." Celine does not take her eyes off the moon. "Isn't it beautiful tonight? The stars are so pretty."

"The best view." Mark is still looking at Celine as he said this.

She looks up at him. "Your not even looking at them." She giggles.

"Why should I? When I am already looking at someone far more beautiful right in front of me." Mark is facing Celine. His eyes are so soft and he has a gentle smile.

Celine blushes then waves him off. "O Mr. Markiplier you flatter me." She jokes. "I bet you say that to all the girls."

"Never." Mark said boldly.

Celine feels her face get warm. She isn't used to this. Usually she is the one who is able to charm someone easily. Here she is in front of Mark feeling like he is doing that to her and she cant help herself but fall for it. Celine knows that she can turn the tables on him if she wanted to but she felt powerless in this moment.

Mark puts his hand on her cheek. "Celine I mean it."

Celine looks up into his brown eyes. He looks so serious. "You mean it?" She said shyly.

"Since I first saw you walk into that party when you came back to the city. You in your dark clothes walking in owning the whole room. You were so breathtaking." His thumb is brushing her cheek. "Still are every time I see you."

Mark drops his hand. He looks up at the moon. "You know at the premier I wanted to tell you something." He pause for a moment. "Celine since you came here I have felt like the most happiest man alive. I feel like things have gotten better since you came back. I have had so much fun with you and the boys. I feel like I am ten again and we are all still dreaming about what we wanted for the future. I know we all went into our different paths but even so here we all are together still. And now with you here I feel like my life has gotten so much brighter. My life has been going so high and I want to share that with you." Mark looks back at Celine. " Celine I care about you very much. Dare I say it. I love you Celine."

Celine feels like her heart is about to burst out of her chest. She knew Mark really liked her but hearing him say he loves her was different. She did not expect him to say that he loved her. Mark is looking at her so intensely. Was he waiting for a response now? For once Celine was rendered speechless.

"I know I can be an egotistic man. That I can be difficult at times. Some might say a drama king. But with you I don't feel like I do that. Your different. No one makes me feel like you do Celine. So here I am telling you how I feel and if you would like to go around with me. Be my girl." Mark holds Celine's hands.

Celine's head is spinning. She feels so flustered. "Mark... I" She blushes red. "I care about you too. You make me feel like I can be myself with you. Yes you can be quite the interesting fellow but I can handle that. I'm a strong girl I can hold my own. You make me feel so special when I feel like I am not much to look at. You have completely charmed me when I didn't think I could be charmed by anyone else." She smiles up at Mark. "I want to be your girl Mark."

Mark doesn't say anything. He just instantly kisses her. He lets out all his feeling he had been holding back in that moment. Holding her tight in his arms and not wanting to let go. She kisses him back letting out her feelings too. Something both of them feel like they have been holding back for some time. Mark only thinks of how soft her lips are and why he didn't do this sooner. His heart skips a beat when her fingers go through his hair. They don't know how long they were kissing but when they pull back both are trying to remember how to breathe. Mark just looks at Celine carefully and gives her a kiss on the head.

"I love you Celine." He whispers to her. "I know you don't feel that way yet but I hope with time you do. Maybe even tomorrow you will."

"Is someone already being cocky already at the start of this relationship?" Celine giggles cuddling into Mark's chest.

They just hold onto each other and revel into the moment. Soon they both walk back inside but Mark is holding Celine's hand. Then are cuddling together and then stop when they see Damien looking at them then down at their hands intertwined.

"Damien.. ummm.. we were just.." Mark for once is very nervous.

"You don't have to say a thing Mark." Damien gives him a soft smile. "Just know that if you do anything to my little sister best friend or not I will hurt you."

"Damien making threats. I didn't know you had it in you." Celine looks at her brother surprised.

"You would be surprised." Damien looks at Mark. "This is going to feel weird for a while but if anything I'm glad its you and not some other man unworthy of her. Even if I will always think no one is truly worthy."

"Well that stings." Mark chuckles.

They have a laugh and then Mark turns and sees Colonel. He takes a deep breath. This one was going to be harder. Mark walks up to Colonel slowly and he feels his hands get sweaty. He doesn't know what to say. This was his best friend and he liked the same girl. Mark just stands in front of Colonel nervously.

"William I... you see... Celine and I we..." Mark feels some guilt coming in.

"It's ok." Colonel smiles.

Mark looks at him still feeling bad. "But I mean... I know you cared about her and I.."

Colonel puts his hands on Mark's shoulders. "Mark it really is fine. I know I was not going anywhere. She really likes you Mark. She always had. I could see it every time she looked at you. I just want my two friends to be happy. I care about both of you and I'm glad you both are happy together."

Mark hugs Colonel. "Thank you. That means so much coming from you."

Colonel hugs back. "Hey don't you get all sappy on me."

Mark steps back and smiles. "Me sappy? Said the man that still cries for cartoons."

"Bully!! It had a compelling story and you know it!" Colonel laughs.

Celine watches them and smiles. The four continue on with the festivities. They all laugh together and smile. The boys going on and on about all the things they did as children in the house. They all go about talking to others too. Colonel having a group around him as he talks about his time at war and hunting. Mark with Celine beside him smiling like a love struck fool. Damien talking to a friend he met at university.

"So mayor hu?" You smile.

"Yes. I do hope I can do this." Damien is still nervous.

"You have this Damien. You were top class at university and always were a natural leader." You encourage him.

"You think so?" Damien chuckles. "You are too kind (Y/N). Always the kind one."

"So are you. Always wanting to help people. Your going to be a great mayor." You know he can win this.

"I'm not the Mayor (Y/N)" Damien chuckles.

"Yet." You nudge him.

"Well if I do become mayor then I can always take you up in my office. I do need a good district attorney." Damien smiles big.

"O you need me alright. I have seen you drunk and your defiantly going to need me." You tease.

Everything is going so well. A photographer comes along again and asks for another picture. Celine stands aside but them Mark raps an arm around her and pulls her in. "I want my girl in this one." He smiles.

He looks at Celine so happy and she looks back at him feeling it too. Damien smiles looking at the camera but feels something is off. Colonel smiles too but deep down he is in pain. His heart is broken. It was shattered into a million pieces and he is trying to put on a smile to cover it up. He wants to be happy for this friends but for not he is hurting. The camera flashes and takes the photo.

George is outside looking into the mansion through a window. He sees what is really going on. Two lovers happy in their bubble. A friend trying to be there for everyone. A man who just had his heart broken. Even if the two lovers are happy he can see that deep down they are also hurting, knowing full ell they both just broke their friends heart. No one really one here. They all are having a nice time in the moment but George can feel it coming. He knows the think inside the house is going to do something as it looks at what is happening inside these peoples hearts.

"The calm before the storm." George said walking away. "And it is going to be one hell of a storm."

The End

[maergo]

1-100 if you feel like it and for any blanks ummm insert your favorite and unfavorite groups (every other) idk if you don’t wanna then don’t lol

Oh I’m in for it hahaha

When did you first get into kpop?I got to know about it in 2009 but actually got into it in 2012

Who was your first ultimate bias?Luna from f(x)

Who is your current ultimate bias?Jonghyun from SHINee, he’s been my ultimate ever since I really got into kpop and I doubt it’ll ever change

Any now disbanded groups you’d bring back?I don’t think I have any groups that I’d really bring back

What was the first artist/group you liked?f(x) was the first group I really got into

How did you get into kpop?Okay so in 2009 I was on this website for girls and someone posted a link to Wonder Girls’ Nobody, I listened to it and kinda liked it. Then for almost 2,5 years I listened to some songs every now and then until I had a friend over (that I got to know via the same website) who was really into kpop and because of her I started to listen to it more

Thoughts on BTS?They have good songs, other than that I don’t really care for them

Favourite girl group?f(x)

Favourite boy group?SHINee

Thoughts on EXO?It’s really doubte with them, during their first year I really liked them but got annoyed with both SM as well as their fans for throwing them into everyone’s faces so much

Who do you stan right now?SHINee still

What’s your favourite kpop ship?Jongho

Thoughts on Twice?Don’t care for them at all, I’ve heard a few songs but it’s not my thing

If you could join any k-pop group, which and why?None actually, the groups I would consider joining are slept on so I don’t think it’s really worth it

Give an unpopular opinion about something kpop related?I hate how some fans claim certain actions to be of a specific group when in reality those actions were already done before that group even debuted. Not gonna be more specific than this.

Thoughts on red-velvet?I like em

Favourite solo artist?How surprised will you be if I say Jonghyun?

Favourite female idol?Amber

Favourite male idol?…..Still Jonghyun

Most underrated idol in your opinion?Uh Minho tbh HIS VOICE IS BEING SLEPT ON

Which groups do you find are overrated?Okay so not long ago I was talking about NCT, BTS and EXO, that I thought they’re overrated, but for the past 3 days I’ve only been listening to NCT and I’ve come to like BTS their longs better too since a little while so I don’t really think I have any groups left that I find overrated, with EXO it has kind of gotten less too

Any groups you dislike?I don’t dislike any group

Own any merch? if so, what?I don’t, at least not official merch

Thoughts on Seventeen?Again, not my thing

If you could date one idol, who would it be and why?Either Minho or Jinki, they seem to be perfect boyfriends tbh

Can you speak korean?Other than some really basic words and phrases, no

Last k-pop MV you watched?NCT 127 - Touch

Who’s your bias in [Enter group name here]?SHINee - Jonghyun

Any groups you think shouldn’t have debuted at all?Any group deserved their debut

Favourite kpop songs?I’ll pick favorite songs from different groups/ artists, otherwise you’ll get an entire list with just SHINee/ Jonghyun-NCT 127 - Touch-Jonghyun - Let me out-Taemin - Danger-SHINee - Excuse me miss-Trouble maker - Trouble maker-Red Velvet - Ice cream cake-f(x) - Red light-SNSD - I got a boy-AKMU - Melted-Jaejoong - Rotten Love-TVXQ - Something

Do you prefer the old generation of kpop, or the new?I don’t really care for that, the new generation makes songs that are obviously more modern but the old generation does have really nice nostalgic songs

What song do you find the most annoying?I can’t think of one so quickly

What is your most favourite kpop song?I have so many but I’ll go with one that never tires me out and that’s Excuse me miss

Thoughts on Monsta X?I feel so boring hahaha they’re also not my thing

Favourite school themed MV?Don’t have one

Thoughts on Blackpink?Don’t like their songs

What fandom do you dislike the most and why?EXO’s fandom, like I said already their fans really pushed that group into everyone’s noses

Would you ever debut in a group if you had the chance?No

Who’s your bias wrecker in [Enter group name here]This would be for a group that I don’t like/ the least favorite group but it’s hard for me at all to get a bias from a group I don’t care for so I can’t answer this one

Top 10 k-pop songs?I really am in no mood to make an actual top 10 hahaha

Which MALE group do you think has the best vocal line?dare i say it, yes i do, SHINee

Which MALE group do you think has the best rap line?I don’t really care for that

Are visuals important to you when discovering a new group?I discover new groups to discover new songs so no, it’s not important to me

What’s your favourite photo of your ultimate bias?I’ll post it at the bottom

Your favourite group leader?The one and only Lee Jinki

What song is your guilty pleasure?I don’t think I have one?

If you could meet one idol and one idol only, who would it be and why?Unfortunately Jonghyun isn’t an option anymore, so then it’d be either Minho or Jinki. Do not make me choose between them, I can’t

Would you date you ultimate bias?Even before Jonghyun’s passing I always said no, I love him a lot but I don’t think I could handle such an emotional person

If you could see one group live who would it be?SHINee

Can you do any k-pop dances?No

Which idol would you love to go on a date with?The one and only Minho

What are your thoughts on idolxidol ships?If you want to ship idols, ship them. If you don’t, then don’t.

Do you think looks are important in k-pop?Yes, looks are pretty much idols their business cards

What’d your opinion on non-korean idols?In general or as in non-Korean idols that make Korean music? Because for the latter… Idc about it tbh

Favourite non korean idol?Adam Lambert

What idol would you like to be bestfriends with?Amber

Name 3 of your most disliked groups?I don’t know enough groups to really be able to make a list

which groups do you think deserved better?f(x)

Which concept do you like the most?I don’t care for concepts

Name an underrated solo artist?n/a

Who is the biggest ____ stan you know?this would be for SHINee again and I’ll answer me because I don’t know that many other SHINee stans

What was the first kpop MV you watched?Wonder Girls - Nobody

Fuck marry kill, ____, ____ or ____?This would be for my least favorite group but it’s kinda vague to think of any members myself so – pass

Favourite [groupname] MV?SHINee - View

Which FEMALE group do you think has the best vocal line?f(x)

Which FEMALE group do you think had the best rap line?Once again, don’t care for it

Who is the prettiest female idol in your opinion?Ailee I think

Ever written a fanfiction about your favourite idol? if so, what was it about?Multiple, but it’s been too long to really remember a specific one

Thoughts on mamamoo?Never bothered to listen to their music

Do you prefer cute or sexy concepts?Sexy, I’m kind of done with the cutesy stuff, it all seems a little too forced

If you could say one sentence to your ultimate bias, what would it be?‘You did well’

Are you actively trying to learn korean?No, never bothered to either

Thoughts on Superjunior?Literal legends

Which MALE group do you think has the strongest visuals?Pffffft idk, for personal taste I’d say SHINee 

Which FEMALE group do you think has the strongest visuals?really have no idea 

Which MALE group do you think has the weakest vocal line?n/a

Which FEMALE group do you think has the weakest vocal line?n/a

How old were you when you got into kpop?16 when I really got into it

Do you have any friend at your school/work who are also into kpop?No

Do you consider yourself a kpop fan or a kpop STAN?Fan

Do you prefer english songs or kpop songs?I like both equally

Who is the most handsome male idol in your opinion?Jonghyun

Who is the most overrated idol in your opinion?Kai

Any groups you think deserved a certain award they didn’t get/n/a

Thoughts on fanwars? have you ever contributed in one?They’re fucking dumb and immature, no

Do you agree with saesangs, do you think you’re one yourself?No and no

Thoughts on koreaboos?That’s not something I ever think about

Any kpop songs/groups you cant stand?No

Favourite maknae? Don’t have one

Thoughts on the maknae of [groupname]?I’m at least favorite group again right? Idk

Thoughts on the leader of [groupname]?Favorite group again > Jinki’s soft and needs to be protected at all costs

Kpop song that’ll never get old?Replay

Ever met a kpop idol/group? if so, who and where?No

Are you planning on seeing a group in concert soon?No

Any groups that haven’t been to your country/state that you’d wish would come?SHINee

Most disliked group concept?Don’t care for concepts

Thoughts on SNSD?I’ve had a while that I liked them, then got annoyed with certain members and as of lately I’m back to accepting them again lol

Favourite 2009 song?RING DING DONG MY JAMMMM

Any idols that have retired from kpop you wished would come back?No

Favourite song by your favourite solo artists?Jonghyun - Let me out

The favorite picture:

[storytaeme]

thoughts on the c/upcakke debacle just because !!! i have so many!! things to say!! 

don’t read if you don’t feel comfortable.

ok li s t e n i have a whole list so if anything read thru the entire thing or dont read it at all because i dont need to be misunderstood

yes, it is wrong for the fans to attack cupcakke with death threats and racial slurs — that is NEVER ok. like ever. do not do that. it’s a shitty thing to do to pull a witch hunt on someone. nobody ever deserves to be treated that way or be subjected to that kind of mentality. those people should apologize for what they’ve done

second of all, people making posts about c/upcakke and defending her please see the whole picture

yes, jk is an adult, he’s perfectly capable of handling his own problems and this kind of predicament. but it doesnt mean he deserves any less respect than what that person gave him

yes, hard stans exist but they don’t tag bts, nsfw blogs/twts usually block bts, they don’t interact with bts directly!!!! Christ it’s not that hard

“but there are still those out there!!!” are you going to talk down an entire community and ignore those who have been respectful just for the sake of defending someone who talked about him like that

“she didn’t even @ them in the hard tweet” she is a freaking verified account, what if by chance they happen to see her saying “check ur dms” (and yes im aware she cant even dm them cause they dont follow her) and end up checking her acc and lo and behold whats the first thing they see???? army’s and people supporting her twt and actions wow

“fanfic writers do worse” “y’all are supporting fanfic writers to put them in ____ situations” – listen can we not equate fanfic writers to sexual harassers. it’s completely different. we’re not mailing our stuff to the boys or chasing after them to read it. 

have you seen how fanfic writers are??? the majority of us/them treat bts with so much respect and love them undeniably

we don’t tag them in anything written about them uNLESS IT’S OUR LOVE FOR THEM. 

( legit most of the arguments here use fanfic writers as a target, w h y i just dont understand )

IT’S ALL ABOUT RESPECT. not about being a hard/soft stan, you can be a soft-boiled stan and it still wouldnt sit well. 

she did not apologize for her actions, nor did she take into consideration the hundreds of fans that told her that it was wrong and to take down her tweet. a lot of them were speaking rationally so i dont see why she “wouldnt know what she was doing was wrong”

newsflash: people told her what she was doing was wrong. people explained to her. did she listen? no.

“she doesn’t know jk might not like it” ummm do people enjoy being harassed? 

it’s really not just because she’s black, it wouldn’t sit well with anyone if anyone else did the same thing. no matter what race/ethnicity that person is. 

again, SENDING DEATH THREATS/RACIAL SLURS IS UNACCEPTABLE. it’s not the way to solve this problem. an apology should still be made by those parties involved

but before you go on and say that army’s chased her out of twt and social media, i think it’s also time for her and all of us to reflect on our actions.

but if you do disagree with any of the above, please message me directly. i’d rather have a rational argument rather than anons chasing after me and calling me out.

[batsysims]

100 QUESTIONS NO ONE ASKS

I was tagged by @tickledsims ty ily!!

1. DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR CLOSET DOORS OPEN OR CLOSED? CLOSED when i was younger my little sister had a baby doll that would talk on its own at night and we called it the demon baby and hooooly shit

2. DO YOU TAKE THE SHAMPOOS AND CONDITIONER BOTTLES FROM HOTELS? i dont take those bc my hair cant take cheap hair products but i do take the soaps!!

3. DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR SHEETS TUCKED IN OR OUT? i put the mattress cover sheet thingy on my bed but i dont use an actual sheet :/

4. HAVE YOU STOLEN A STREET SIGN BEFORE? nah lol

5. DO YOU LIKE TO USE POST-IT NOTES? YES i love using office supplies i could spend all day at staples omg

6. DO YOU CUT OUT COUPONS BUT THEN NEVER USE THEM? no lol but il save the lil receipt coupons and find them in my wallet months after they expire

7. WOULD YOU RATHER BE ATTACKED BY A BIG BEAR OR A SWARM OF BEES? hhhhh bees

8. DO YOU HAVE FRECKLES? yep!! i love them its why im scared to use foundation i dont wanna lose em

9. DO YOU ALWAYS SMILE FOR PICTURES? i either smile or if my moms takin the pic il make a stupid face 

10. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE? i have terrible road rage...... um........... i also hate it when men interrupt me i just walk away at that point 

11. DO YOU EVER COUNT YOUR STEPS WHEN YOU WALK? yeah i pretty much count everything

12. HAVE YOU PEED IN THE WOODS? i dont think so??

13. HAVE YOU EVER POOPED IN THE WOODS? def not lmao

14. DO YOU EVER DANCE EVEN IF THERES NO MUSIC PLAYING? i have an eating dance, a drinking dance, and a video game playing dance hahaa

15. DO YOU CHEW YOUR PENS AND PENCILS? yes ugh it annoys me but i cant stop

16. HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE YOU SLEPT WITH THIS WEEK? at LEAST 0

17. WHAT SIZE IS YOUR BED? i think its a single? a single or a twin either way im miserable send help

18. WHAT IS YOUR SONG OF THE WEEK? ummm probably You by Weird Milk?? its the most recent song i added on spotify so  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

19. IS IT OK FOR GUYS TO WEAR PINK? yeah def unless its one of those “real men wear pink shirts” like just.... stop

20. DO YOU STILL WATCH CARTOONS? sometimes my sister makes me watch stevens universe?? il watch phineas and ferb too bc honestly who doesnt anime too but not always cartoon ones or w/e

21. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE MOVIE? 2001: A Space Odyssey and Daughters of the Dust come to mind

22. WHERE WOULD YOU BURY HIDDEN TREASURE IF YOU HAD SOME? u kno where ;) no how big is the treasure?? if its a lil bit id put it in that drawer under the oven bc my family never uses that but if its BIG TREASURE id hide it in the backyard of the last house i lived in bc a. nobody lives there now and 2. its totally overrun with green bc of like two floods

23. WHAT DO YOU DRINK WITH DINNER? water! only water ever

24. WHAT DO YOU DIP A CHICKEN NUGGET IN? honey if theyre mcnuggets but other than that i use honey mustard!

25. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOOD? chicky parm

26. WHAT MOVIES COULD YOU WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN AND STILL LOVE? honestly Inception is my feel-good movie

27. LAST PERSON, YOU KISSED/KISSED YOU? a lil babu

28. WERE YOU EVER A BOY/GIRL SCOUT? i was in girl scouts much longer than i ever wanted to be lmao WISH i coulda done BOY SCOUTS

29. WOULD YOU EVER STRIP OR POSE NUDE IN A MAGAZINE? if cash is involved absolutely

30. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A LETTER TO SOMEONE ON PAPER? aboutttt three months ago!

31. CAN YOU CHANGE THE OIL ON A CAR? no but i can watch

32. EVER GOTTEN A SPEEDING TICKET? when i first got my license yea :( 15 yr olds are dum

33. EVER RAN OUT OF GAS? twice! very good memories

34. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE KIND OF SANDWICH? egg salad gud

35. BEST THING TO EAT FOR BREAKFAST? the all star breakfast at waffle house yasssss

36. WHAT IS YOUR USUAL BEDTIME? honestly like 9 since i always have to wake up at 7 in the am but il stay up til 11 if i can

37. ARE YOU LAZY? absolutely when have ACTIVE ppl done ANYTHING

38. WHEN YOU WERE A KID, WHAT DID YOU DRESS UP AS FOR HALLOWEEN? i was usually a cat bc i never could find a costume i liked smh but when i was 2 i went as winnie the pooh lmao

39. WHAT IS YOUR CHINESE ASTROLOGICAL SIGN? ox!

40. HOW MANY LANGUAGES CAN YOU SPEAK? just english but im tryna learn spanish and japanese and im fluent in french if a two year olds speech patterns can be considered as such

41. DO YOU HAVE ANY MAGAZINE SUBSCRIPTIONS? nah

42. WHICH ARE BETTER: LEGOS OR LINCOLN LOGS? LEGOS lincoln logs are big with nostalgia thoooo

43. ARE YOU STUBBORN? with dumb shit yeah but i usually just dont care enough abt stuff to deal

44. WHO IS BETTER: LENO OR LETTERMAN? theyre both old idc

45. EVER WATCH SOAP OPERAS? no lol

46. ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS? not really tbh i like the adrenaline

47. DO YOU SING IN THE CAR? if im alone!! nobody deserves to hear that

48. DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER? nahhh

49. DO YOU DANCE IN THE CAR? when im in the drive thru haaaa

50. EVER USED A GUN? id like to go to a shooting range some time but ive never used one im also very anti gun so i probs would never buy one unless it was a cute lil glock i can handle well

51. LAST TIME YOU GOT A PORTRAIT TAKEN BY A PHOTOGRAPHER? st patricks day it wasnt technically for me tho

52. DO YOU THINK MUSICALS ARE CHEESY? not in general but when ppl start obsessing over a certain one for months on end abt a certain time period and certain performers and certain songs and certain people of history i start wanting ppl to die

53. IS CHRISTMAS STRESSFUL? YEAH I NEVER HAVE MONEY WTF

54. EVER EAT A PIEROGI? my sisters obsessed with them so yea but never like. authentic polish potato pockets or anything just a frozen box of em

55. FAVORITE TYPE OF FRUIT PIE? apple?? im not rly into pie tbh

56. OCCUPATIONS YOU WANTED TO BE WHEN YOU WERE A KID? ive wanted to go into law enforcement/criminology my whole life!! for a sec i wanted to be a firefighter, a journalist/writer/poet, and some sort of artist but u know how kids are

57. DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS? i tried to find that clip from malcolm in the middle for like ten mins but i couldnt yea

58. EVER HAVE A DEJA-VU FEELING? doesnt everyone tho?

59. DO YOU TAKE A VITAMIN DAILY? no im a bad adult

60. DO YOU WEAR SLIPPERS? nah

61. DO YOU WEAR A BATH ROBE? im not rich!!

62. WHAT DO YOU WEAR TO BED? usually just my undies but when im living with other people il wear a soft shirt and my dc heroes pajama bottoms ayyy

63. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CONCERT? ive never been to one! i was gonna go see metallica in baltimore but i moved before i could smh

64. WALMART, TARGET, OR KMART? walmart sry targets cool but too much money!!! i go there for home things tho does kmart still exist

65. NIKE OR ADIDAS? ADIDAS ive been trying to get a full adidas tracksuit for YEARS

66. CHEETOS OR FRITOS? fritos! i like the super hot cheetos tho

67. PEANUTS OR SUNFLOWER SEEDS? peanutsssss

68. EVER HEAR OF THE GROUP TRES BIEN? Nope but they must be good im keepin @tickledsims response bc it made me laugh

69. EVER TAKE DANCE LESSONS? when i was a lil babu i took ballet and gymnastics a lil later

70. IS THERE A PROFESSION YOU PICTURE YOUR FUTURE SPOUSE DOING? i hope to never have a spouse  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

71. CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE? yep

72. EVER WON A SPELLING BEE? ive actually never even had a spelling bee im sure theyre a myth

73. HAVE YOU EVER CRIED BECAUSE YOU WERE SO HAPPY? i think so??

74. OWN ANY RECORD ALBUMS? nah

75. OWN A RECORD PLAYER? nahhhhh

76. DO YOU REGULARLY BURN INCENSE? no but i had a roommate who did i fell in love

77. EVER BEEN IN LOVE? yeah ok lol so one time when i was a sophomore my french teacher had to use a substitute teacher and hes the reason i believe in love at first sight im STILL in love with him wtf ive also had a bf haha im hilarious

78. WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE IN CONCERT? i dont really do concerts so i couldnt say but i think matd would be fun!!

79. WHAT WAS THE LAST CONCERT YOU SAW? oh my god

80. HOT TEA OR COLD TEA? hot!!!!

81. TEA OR COFFEE? coffee!!!!!!

82. SUGAR COOKIES OR SNICKERDOODLES? i dont rly like either but i prefer snickerdoodles over sugar

83. CAN YOU SWIM WELL? i can only do that weird frog swim i forget what its called so no im shit at it

84. CAN YOU HOLD YOUR BREATH WITHOUT HOLDING YOUR NOSE? ye

85. ARE YOU PATIENT? if im able to distract myself?? it also depends on the severity of what im waiting on i guess

86. DJ OR BAND AT A WEDDING? probs a band i guess i dont rly think abt that kinda stuff sry

87. EVER WON A CONTEST? when i was four i won a coloring contest at the ice cream store

88. HAVE YOU EVER HAD PLASTIC SURGERY? nope im poor 89. WHICH ARE BETTER: BLACK OR GREEN OLIVES? both are good!

90. CAN YOU KNIT OR CROCHET? i can knit but i cant crochet

91. BEST ROOM FOR A FIREPLACE? fckn bathroom

92. DO YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED? not rly unless its a partnership longlasting romance stresses me out especially with financial responsibility etc

93. IF MARRIED, HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN MARRIED? -20 years

94. WHO WAS YOUR HIGH SCHOOL CRUSH? my high school boyfriend hahaaa h,,,,

95. DO YOU CRY AND THROW A FIT UNTIL YOU GET YOUR OWN WAY? im an adult sry

96. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? 1!

97. DO YOU WANT KIDS? nope! lmao i love her tho

98. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOR? red but i also like many others??? idk

99. DO YOU MISS ANYONE RIGHT NOW? ummm not rly?? im not close enough to anyone to miss them and those i am close to im able to hang with

100. WHO ARE YOU GOING TO TAG TO DO THIS TAG NEXT? god uhhh if you havent done it already and want to, @dreambot @nebula-simms @ellowynsims and @pixelbloom

[lalast0ne]

Chance meeting

Wilder

This drive across the bridge was becoming all to familiar. I was drawn to the concrete jungle lately. I’m never drawn to anything but fire was consuming my thoughts. My mind was normally chaos…..thoughts, ideas, revenge running rampant through it. As of late, it had been a balled up string, tightly wound chaos waiting to untangle itself into some form of order. Yes, order I craved and needed. I glanced up ahead, seeing the sign for Bryant Park in front of me. One hand was touching soft leather, her wallet. Like fire, it had a hold on me. It was drawing me to her. I had resisted the urge to open it to see what secrets may have been in there. Her secrets. Or maybe lies. That thought had my lip quirking into a smirk. There was so much more to her and I would find it all out. But first, I had a stop to make. I park my car, pull my hand from the wallet and stride across the street to the edge of the park. Out of my comfort zone and exposed to the open. My heart beating a little faster with each step. I lift my eyes to the sky, throwing up a silent hello and step into the park.

Layla

My mother hadn’t been joking when she’d said Ruby’s wardrobe choices were questionable. I’d rummaged and rummaged until I’d managed to find something that was remotely passable to wear today; finally settling on a pair of dungarees that were a little snug in certain areas but would have to do until I could change into my own clothes later. The shower had definitely helped bring my body back to life, so much so that the drive over here had been rather tortuous. The tantalising smell of the fresh cakes had gotten up my nose, igniting my appetite and it had taken every ounce of my dwindling willpower to not tuck in or keep some back for myself later. The stack of tins and cake trays had been whisked from my arms the moment I’d arrived, only added to the already delicious array of home baked goods. I did feel like a bit of a fraud. The majority of these woman had spent hours of their precious time baking cakes and cookies for today. I’d had mine made for me .. but that was for everyone’s own good. My baking skills were pretty much nonexistent and to charge anyone for what would have, most definitely, been a burnt lump of something inedible is just an insult. Jenny, the organiser of today’s bake sale, rushes forward and embraces me in a tight hug. I’ve been involved with this charity now for close to 5 years and Jenny was my initial point of contact. We may not be close friends but I have a considerable amount of respect for this woman who dedicates most of her free time to raising money for this wonderful organisation that’s become considerably close to my heart. She takes my hand and drags me across the grass to a unmanned stand, informing me that this is my area, reels off the prices for the items laid out, then vanishes almost as quickly as she appeared.*

Wilder

*My shades shielding my eyes as I make my way through the park. I avoid all contact with everyone. I walk along all the tables set up, the smell of sugar mixed with flowers filling the air around me. I keep my distance from the tables or I will end up buying all the baked goods, leaving none for anyone else. Like a magnet, my head snaps to the right, that smirk that was playing along my lips earlier, a full on smirk now. I move around to the back of the tables and step up to the one at the end. My eyes travel down the length of her body, memorizing the curves that those pants hug in all the right places. I plant my hands on both sides of the table, caging her in. I lean down, my voice against your ear.* A Little Ball of Fire was the last person I expected to see here.

Layla

*I’m so busy having a debate in my head over which cake to eat first that I don’t hear anyone approaching me from behind. Two large arms cage me in and my entire body tenses, then 2 things happen at once. Your scent over powers the smell of the cakes and grass tickling my nose and your voice against my ear instantly has the tension melting away. A smile dances over my lips and I turn my head slightly to look at you* Well, hello again. It’s safe to say you’re the last person I expected to see here too. And sneaking up on me again, nonetheless. *Twisting my body to face you, my smile stretches wider* Surely you’ve not eaten all the cakes your lovely neighbor dropped of earlier, already!

Wilder

*I laugh when I hear your voice and words about my little old lady neighbor. I make no move away from you, leaning in more.* What can I say, I’m a sucker for sweets. I could smell this bake sale all the way in my town. *My lips brush across your ear and I feel your body tremble slightly as I finally pull back.* I have something of yours Layla.

Layla

You are? I’ll have to remember that *I sink my teeth into my lower lip to suppress my grin* and as a lover of sweet things, you’ve definitely come to the right place. *The tremble is unstoppable when your lips brush against my ear. Your beard tickles my exposed neck and my eyes close. Instantly my mind drifts back to only hours ago when I was standing half naked in your kitchen, in a similar position to that I find myself in now. Just as I go to lean back into you, you’re gone, my eyes snap open and I turn to face you* The pictures? I know that. I let you keep them …

Wilder

*The mention of the pictures has a loud growl escaping my throat. I clench my fists and look off in the distance for a few minutes before turning my gaze back to you* That is being handled. *I bring my fingers to your lips before you can let that smart mouth of yours fly and lift my shades up with my free hand, pressing back into you. Every time you are close, I have to have contact with you. I’m drawn to you. Your fire consumes me, overwhelming my senses. A take a deep breath in, my eyes locked on yours.* You left your wallet at my place.

Layla

*With your fingers clamping my lips closed, all I can do is stare at you as you speak. As I look into your eyes I see that same crazy spark of fire in them that I’ve seen all too often in my dads eyes. I don’t blink or break eye contact as I pull back to make you release my lips.* I hadn’t even realised I’d left it. Thank you, that’s extremely kind. *My brows pinch together in confusion as realisation sets in* So how did you know I’d be here?

Wilder

*I move my hand to your hip, my thumb brushing along your bare skin from where you shirt has left you exposed. I quickly scan the tables, all attention elsewhere, people carrying handfuls of baked goods across the park, a successful event. I look down at you* I had no idea you would be here. I stopped by for a cake and then was heading to your apartment to return your wallet. You were a pleasant surprise.

Layla

*Your hands on my skin send a familiar electric current through my body. I straighten slightly, stepping a little closer. It’s almost like I crave your invasion of my personal space. For a moment you seem distracted by the going on around us, then you look back at me. A hint of a smile on your lips that causes my own to turn upward in to a smile.* These chance meetings are becoming a habit. Maybe one day we’ll actually plan to meet. *The moment the words leave my lips I feel my cheeks flush. I’m well aware that sounded like I wanted a date and that wasn’t how it was meant at all .. I don’t think* I mean .. ummm maybe one day it won’t just be chance *I close my eyes and take a deep breath, opening them after a few second to smile at you* Thank you for returning my wallet.

Wilder

I’ve not returned it yet. It’s still in my possession. *I laugh as you fumble with your words about chance meetings.* You would go on a date with me Ms. Stone? *Not waiting for an answer, I take your hand in mine, electricity flowing between us, and nod across the way. I pull you against my side, your fingers threading through mine and head towards the park exit and my car.* Don’t worry Little Ball of Fire. I will return you in one piece.

Layla

Wilder .. I cant just leave I have a .. *My protests clearly fall on deaf ears as I’m dragged across the park. My fingers flex around yours and I attempt to pull free but concede pretty quickly. Your grip is tight and there’s no way your letting me go .. I quite like it. I hold up my free hand to Jenny as we pass her, her eyebrows up in her hair line* I’ll be right back! *Quickening my pace, I fall into step beside you* Where are we going?

Wilder

To get your wallet. *Running across the street, a car dodging around us, your laughter fills the air once we are safely next to my car. I tuck a stray hair behind your ear, turning you so your back is against the window. I grab your wallet from my car and hand it to you, dragging my nose along your neck as I press back into you. Your hand comes up around me, keeping me to you. A low moan escapes your lips, my need to taste you consuming me. I lift my head, tug your bottom lip between my teeth and bruise your lips with the intensity of my kiss. You are like my drug, the air I need to breath, every inch of you overpowering me. I lift you slightly, my hips pinning you to my car. You melt into me and kiss me back with equal force, my voice coming out husky against your lips.* You’re welcome.

Layla

*I melt against your car when you lean in. My hand in your hair holds your lips against mine and I’m extremely thankful you have me pinned because my legs feel weak all of the sudden. My lips work with yours, my tongue slipping into the warmth of your mouth, a hum of appreciation forming in my throat. It’s a repeat of that night in the bar when you pull away and my mouth goes with you. My eyes remaining closed a second longer than necessary, only opening when you speak. My own voice just as husky and thick with lust when I speak* Yes .. I would. If you actually asked me, the answer would be yes.

Wilder

*I keep you pressed to my car, my thumb dragging across your neck. Your words hitting deep inside me. Your voice laced with lust has my lips curling into a huge grin. I take a minute to find my words, our bodies, on instinct, stay connected.* Ms. Stone, would you do me the honor and go out on a date with me?

Layla

*My teeth graze over my tender lips when your thumb strokes down my neck. Straightening my head to look at you when you speak, I shrug my shoulders and give you a playful smirk* I’ll think about it. *laughing softly when a soft growl emanates in your throat* Ok, I thought about it. *lifting my hand and stroking my fingers thru your beard* I’d love to go on a date with you *Leaning in, my mouth next to your ear, I whisper softly* No guns and no knives though. Those are the 1st date rules.

Wilder

*I growl again, louder this time, pressing you harder against my car.* No guns but one knife. And no panties for you. *smirks* My rules.

Layla

*I raise an eyebrow in amusement* It’s all about compromise, Mr. Steele. If you get to bring a knife, I get to wear panties. *I push away from your car, gripping my wallet a little tighter and drop my voice again to a low whisper* Besides .. there’s something quite thrilling about a man slowly peeling your panties from your body .. *I step to the side and grin mischievously as I hold out my hand* Your phone please. *Taking the device from you once you dig it out of your pocket, I quickly enter my number and hand it back* Now you can contact me the conventional way.

Wilder

*Takes my phone back from you, laughing when I see how you saved your number.* Ms. Stone, there is nothing conventional about me. You should know that by now. *I grab your hand again and lead you back into the park and to your table.* Now, I would like to buy some cakes from you. What kind are you selling?

Layla

*I ignore the curious looks as we make our way back across the park and I take my place behind my stand. The smile on my face is a little smug but I make no apologies for it. Another chance meeting with you has brightened my day all over again. I start pointing to various goods on the table, reeling off what they are* We’ve got carrot cake, lemon sponge, peanut butter and chocolate cookies, blueberry muffins, strawberry cupcakes with vanilla frosting and chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting .. which are my personal favourite *grins*

Wilder

I will take them all. *pulls a wad of money from my pocket, not bothering to count it as I hand it to you, our fingers sparking that electricity again. Fire. I grin, pick up the chocolate cupcake, drag my finger through the frosting before handing it to you.* For you Little Ball of Fire. *I taste the frosting, my eyes locked with yours.* I will be seeing you soon Layla. *Someone walks up beside me, pulling your attention. I don’t bother taking any of the baked goods as I turn and head back out of the park and to my car. One glance back over my shoulder has our eyes locking again in the distance. Another chance meeting. Another part of my soul opening up.*

[fatesinthenight]

Dark's Heart (part 7)

*Warning there is some heavy stuff going on here but bare with me. also I will instantly write the next part after this. its going to be a feels night sorry but im sending all the good vibes and hugs I can.*

You stand infront of your house waiting for Dark to drive up the street. You look at your phone at the last text you got from him.

Edgelord: Be ready by five. I will be picking you up by then.

Earlier in the day he called you to your surprise just to ask if you were ready for his plans for the date. You joked with him if he was going to make you pay for the dinner but he said simply he was going to handle everything. His tone was different than usual, like he was being serious about the date rather than taking it like it was just his job being fulfilled. You decide not to think about it to much because you already think he is just going it to get to you in the end. That was the whole idea right? For payback for humiliating him. You went into this expecting to get burned in the end already prepared to get hurt in some way. You didn't want to feel anything but you did.

You liked being around him. Even if others only saw him as a evil manipulator to you he was someone who looked like he just needed someone to show him he is much more than that. Yes he likes the power and the rush it gives him to know others can bend to him but you felt even so he must be lonely in the end. He didn't have to come to your house that day you called but he did. You also will not admit to actually feeling him brush his thumb over your lips or that you did notice he was leaning in for a kiss. This was you telling yourself he was only doing to get something out of you but then it felt so real to you.

Your replaying the times you were with him. How he made you feel save instead of afraid. How his word however harsh made you feel better because they spoke the truth. When he handled you he was rough but his hands felt so comforting on you. When he looked at you his eyes only saw another person to throw away but yet they not seemed like they only want to remember every feature of your face.

You hear a car pull up and look up to see Dark's car come in. You walk up to the car and Dark steps out of the car and walks up to you. "If we are going to do this I suppose it has to be proper." Dark opens the car door for you and takes your hand leading you in the passenger seat. He closes it after you get in and goes back to the divers seat. Then he looks at you up and down. "I hoped you would dress up for the occasion." He snaps his fingers and a black mist comes over you and once it disappears your dressed up nicely and even your hair is done. You look at your lap and find a red rose there. "Better." Dark looks at you then starts to drive off.

You fiddle with the rose and sniff it, it smells nice and relaxes you. You look over at Dark, " Well aren't you a gentleman today. So where are we headed to?"

"You will have to wait and see wont you." Dark pulls into a parking lot. You look around to see you are in the city and people are dressed up getting out of their cars heading to the entrance of a restaurant. Dark opens your door and you get out, "This seems really fancy."

"O are you afraid of a little nice dinner?" Dark smirks at you. He has you hold onto his arm and leads you to the restaurant. As he tells the host in the front about his reservation you notice Dark has on cologne, it smells really good. A waiter brings you both to a table that is in a separate room.

You look around to see the room saids reserved on it and when you walk in you are taken back. The room is big, big enough for a dinner party of 15. There is a single table with two chairs in the center close to the wall and dim lighting. You notice there is a small dance floor placed infront of the table that takes up most of the space in the room.

Dark moves your chair for you to sit in and moves you in place before he takes a seat across from you. "Wow you really went all out." You look around and then at Dark who is looking at you intensely.

A waiter comes in and you both order drinks and once you are both alone you don't really know what to say. "So... ummm this must have cost a fortune." You laugh softly. 

"It's worth every penny." Dark saids. You feel nervous now. His gaze on you was making your heart beat faster. Why were you feeling this now? You have been near him before so why is it this time you feel so shy. 

You look at the menu then. The prices were so high that your eyes go wide. "Crap this is expensive. You such this is where you wanted to go? I'm a simple person. I could go for Denny's or Applebees if you want. Hell I could get two tacos at Jack in the Box and be content." The waiter comes in with your drinks, you got water and Dark had some wine.

"No. If I am going to do this then I wanted it do be done right and this is how I see it when I think of a date." Dark sips his wine calmly. He is thinking to himself if he really did go overboard for this. When he thinks of a date he thought of something fancy like this but you look uncomfortable and nervous. He knew you were different but he wanted to try it, to see what it felt like to have a real date.

The waiter asks then if they are ready to order and you have no idea what to get. Instead Dark saids you need more time and the waiter leaves. "Havent you been on a date before? I would have thought you would be used to something like this." Dark tilts his head curious.

"Not like this. My dates consisted of McDonalds and if to be fancy Olive Garden." You shrug. "So all of this is new to me."

"I see." Dark looks off to the side. He thinks I really did go overboard with this.

"But that doesn't mean I don't like this. I mean its really nice." You say fast. You look at the menu again and look back up at Dark. "So recommend anything? Im more of a burger person but if you know something good then get it. I'm warning you though I really can eat so don't you even think of getting a small salad for me." You smile at Dark. He looks back at you as you look at the menu humming to yourself. Dark wants to make that smile reserved only for him and no one else.

When the waiter comes back he orders for you and then tries to make a conversation going. For once he doesn't know what to say. "(Y/N) why am I your favorite ego?"

"What? I thought I told you already or are you that egotistical and need to hear it again." You playfully shack your head at him.

"True but is there more to that?" Dark asks. He wants to know how you see him, if there is more to how you think of him.

"Well.." You look down at the table then back up at him. "You want to know the truth." Dark is curious and sits up straighter. "I was alone for some time. When I was in jr high school I had an old group of friends that decided that they didn't want me around anymore. They said I needed to change the way I am in order to keep hanging out with them. So I left instead. I was alone for quite a while, and I saw that they would tease me not that I was gone from them. I felt so alone and home wasn't any different. My parents didn't like the way I was too and wanted me to be better. I just felt so alone and I ended up acting out. I gave myself piercings and started failing at school. My parents wanted to know what was wrong but when I wanted to tell them no words came out. My parents wanted me to be their perfect child and I wasn't doing that. So now in high school I was with the wrong kind of people.  Missing classes and failing them to. Then once I was a senior I thought what the hell am I doing. I was miserable and didn't like who I was..." You take a breath. " Then I surprisingly graduated and went to college. When I got there I felt still out of place and started dating my now ex. Then one day I was on YouTube and I found Mark. I thought he was funny and I looked more into his videos and I found the ones with you. I saw other peoples interpretation of you and I didn't think much of it other than you were a dark persona. Then "A Date with Darkiplier" came out and you changed so much. You have more depth to you and took on a new role. I saw the live stream where Mark talked about you and said how you were. And yes your only do things for yourself but I saw something different. I thought you looked lonely..." That made Dark look at you curiously. "You looked lonely to me just like the way I felt. I felt dark and alone in my own little void wanting to be let in but I wasn't. So I decided to forget what people think of me and be myself. If they didn't like it fine. I just wanted to be myself without anyone wanting me to change. And you changed from a jump scare into something more and you love the power your image. You don't care about others and what they say about you, you stay to who you are and if someone cant handle that you lead them to the door. I wish I had more confidence like that even if I continue to be myself I still feel nervous toward others wanting me to be what they want me to be. So I admire you for that." You finish with that.

Dark never heard someone say that about him. He wanted to say something but the waiter comes in with food. You get happy and dig in fast. Dark watches you devour your food and he is amused when you have your face stuffed and look up ay him. You swallow and smile at him shyly. You both finish and then Dark stands up walks to a waiter and whispers something to him. When the waiter leaves Dark Stands at the door to the room waiting. Suddenly music begins to play over the speakers in the room. Its a soft piano song. Dark then walks over to you and give you his hand, "Dance with me. If your wondering you have no choice."

You take his hand and he leads you to the center of the dance floor. He places your hands on him where they should go and he places his hand on your waist and holds your other hand. He leads you around and you don't know if you can dance but Dark leads you slowly to keep up with him. The music is so lovely and calm and it makes you feel at peace' it sounds like a love song. Dark lets you go to twirl you and then pulls you back to him but closer to him so your chest is pressed to his. He starts to only sway with you back and forth. You look up at him feeling so warm and fuzzy. Your blushing so much and Dark chuckles, "What? No one has danced with you before?"

"No... I never did go to prom." You say softly.

Dark smiles. Your taken back by it because it feels like a real smile. "Then I'm glad to be the first." He lifts you up and spins with you and slowly brings you down to him. His eyes look so intense but soft. He puts a hand on your cheek brushing it with is thumb. He stops moving and he just looks at you. Your heart feels like it is going to burst out of your chest. Then you hold your breath as Dark slowly leans in but as soon as his lips brush yours you push off from him.

"Please stop it..." You look down at the floor. "I know your only messing with me. You don't need to take it that far."

Dark makes you look back up at him. "And if I'm not messing with you."

"I mean this was your plan all along right? Make me feel like you care and trample over it." You look at him with sad eyes. You get out of his grip and back away from him. "I think I should go home now..."

Dark begins to feel angry. "Im the one messing with you... o no.. your the one who has been messing with me this whole time..." His shell has a small crack. "You always texting me and trying to get to know me. For what? TO get to me? Was that your aim this whole time?"

"What no. I thought you were cool and wanted to talk to you. I know you were going to only just toss me in the end but I did it anyway. I talked to you and I got to spend time with you. I know how you are and I know how you act. But even so I let myself get swept up by you." You begin to tear up.

"Well its not my fault that you have relationship issues and don't know how to trust others. Its not my problem they you have daddy issues that still haunt your judgment in men." Dark huff.

He realizes what he just said at the end. "What..." You look at him hurt. "Why do you know that..."

"I told you its what I do... I find things that hurt others and use it against them. I know your parents separated and you hold resentment to your father because he left you. That's why you felt so unloved by the first man in your life and that is the real reason you acted out. Just someone begging to be noticed by a parent that left you." Dark doesn't finish his thought because you slapped him on the cheek really hard. His eyes are wide and he looks at you.

Your a mess. Tears are coming out like a river. "I knew you would do something to mess with me but I didn't think you stoop that low... I really was confused it you for once liked me... or were you messing with me the whole time. For me.. I meant it.. I meant it and I shouldn't have... I hate you..." You run off instantly.

Dark stands there alone. He breathes deeply and hard. This is what he wanted right to humiliate you. But when he brought up your father he felt so stupid and hates himself. Dark bites his lip so hard it cuts him a small drop of blood coming out of the wound. His fists so clenched it makes his hands ache. He thinks to himself he destroys everything he touches...

Already far from the restaurant you try to find out where you are on your phone so you can walk home. But as you look at it you hear footsteps come close to you. "Wow what are the odds?"

You look up to see the group of people from the park infront of you. "Hey look im in no mood to deal with anyone right now. So please just let it go." You sniffle.

"Awwww come one whats the matter did your boyfriend dump you? I thought so." Girl two laughs.

"O look they are crying poor baby. He saw you are actually not worth it." Guy one shoves you. You move back a little.

"Please leave me alone..." You try to walk away but they have you cornered.

"You thought you were special but your not. Just because you got Dark to notice you." GIrl one pokes you in the chest. "Just because he threatened anyone who comes near you doesn't mean anything."

"He what?" You look up at them.

"What you didn't know? Dark put up a post that he will personally handle anyone who tries to mess with his darling." Boy three saids.

You didn't know he did that. And he said you were his darling... you look back at the restaurant. He said those things because you assumed he was messing with you and when you put that on him he felt like he cant ever have someone and lashed out. You feel stupid. You want to run back to him and go into his arms and tell him your sorry and you should have known... You start to walk over there when girl one grabs you.

"Hey we aren't done with you." You notice guy two has an Icee in his hand and he takes off the top. You try to get out but he already dumps it on your head. You cold all over and feel sticky. The group laughs at you. "And to be honest we aren't really fans of Mark we just kind of wanted to mess with the event but failed and you were the one who took the spotlight." Girl one saids.

"Hey its all on you... this is actually my favorite flavor." You smile at them.

"Stop trying to act better than us!!" Girl two shoves you hard.

You didn't realize you were standing at the edge of the sidewalk. It feels like slow motion as you fall into the street and the car lights shine on you at your side. You hear the car breaks shriek and then you hear someone yell your name. You look to the side fast enough to see Dark running to you looking so panicked. Your still falling over and smile at him with a tear coming down.

"Im sorry..." You whisper.

Then a loud thud sound happens and you black out.

[fatesinthenight]

Bim's Date (part 4)

"We have to watch this!!" Mark saids happily as he looks at the poster on the side of the theater.

"Ummmm really? Its a documentary on space. I didn't know you were into that." You give him a look. Mark realized he is trying to play as Bim and takes it back. "O ummm sorry its just that I think I have been hanging around Mark to much and its starting to rub off on me hahahaha." Mark runs his hand through his hair nervous. This was actually harder that he thought it would be. He may have created Bim but he still does not know all the quirks Bim has.

"You hang out with him a lot? You told be you don't really see him that much because he gets busy and he checks up on you once in a while to see if Willford hasn't burned the house down." You remember the texts you both had been sending each other. You were nervous about asking him so many questions thinking you were annoying him but he didn't mind them. He turned out to like talking about it from the outside, sometimes venting about something Willford did to not let him have a segment, King of Squirrels getting peanut butter on the laundry after he just cleaned them, sometimes Dr. Iplier does surprise check ups and gives him surprise shots because he knows Bim would have run out, the constant complaints from neighbors about Ed trying to sell his son to them, Silver always trying to jump off the roof to practice a superhero landing and Bim falls over instead saving him, Google always insisting he is the smart one, when Host gets in a mood and Bim feels terrible not being able to help him, Yandere making creepy laughs at night that keep him up, and pretty much everything Dark does.

"O well you know just the times we have talked and he brings it up it sounded interesting. You pick out the movie." Mark insists. You pick a action movie and he pays for the tickets. You both walk in and get some popcorn, a Icee, and some candies. You go into the theater and Mark's phone goes off. He turns pale as he sees who it is. "Are you ok?" You ask him. "Is it Dark?" The thought even makes you shiver. "Im sorry I need to take this." Mark walks into the hallway and is face to face with the person who sent him the text.

"You are in so much trouble Mark Edward Fischbach!!!" Amy glares at Mark her arms crossed. "Amy I can explain..." Mark reaches for Amy but she shrugs him off. "No need. I go to the ego house to check up on them for you because you said you had to do something and no one is there. Sure enough I ask the Googles what is wrong but they don't say anything but Yellow gives in and tells me everything. I cant believe you are doing this..." Amy turns away from him.

"Amy I know this looks bad. It really does but please hear me out before you start to judge me please." Mark pleads to her. She peeks at him ready to listen. "Amy when Dark called me and told me what happened I was worried for Bim. I didn't want another incident to happen again. he told me either I did this or him and you know how bad he is. Who knows what he could have done if it is not me doing this. Im trying to protect both Bim and (Y/N). I'm sorry I didn't tell you but I felt like it was something I had to do myself." Mark looks down at the floor. Amy sighs and walks up to him and hugs him. "Your stupid you know that. I understand why you are doing this but next time tell me. I can help to you know, I care about them too you know. I mean its part of the great Markiplier care package right." Amy laughs looking up at him. Mark smiles and holds Amy close snuggling into her hair.

"Ok I will go but please be careful ok. Think about what you are doing. Not only for Bim but for (Y/N)." Amy kisses Mark. "But you are still in trouble." She pokes his chest. "I know.. am I forgiven?" Mark asks looking at Amy not wanting her to hate him. "For now and depends on how this ends." Amy kisses Mark again and takes off. Mark watches her leave and sighs. "I am the luckiest man alive." He walks back into the theater just as the movie begins.

A few minutes later the egos make it to the theater. Dark sweet talks the person in front to let them in for free and the egos enter the theater quietly. They sneak up the steps carefully so they wouldn't be noticed and sit at the top. Below them by four rows is Mark and you. Bim looks at you already with a heavy heart, you are into the movie and laugh at something that happens. Bim feels even worse as he sees you lean to Mark and say something about how cute a actor is and you both laugh. "Just as I expected. They haven't noticed a thing. it looks to me like (Y/N) is having a better time with him than you." Dark looks at Bim smug.

"No.. your wrong..." Bim tries to defend the situation but he is starting to doubt himself the more he sees you having a fun time. Even the other egos feel bad, they feel for Bim. Bim cant take it anymore and gets up to leave. He stomps out of the theater with tears in his eyes and sniffles. You hear the stomping of feet and look up at the sound but you don't know it is Bim because the theater is too dark. Mark however does and he tells you he is going to get more snacks. mark races outside and finds Bim in the hallway sitting on the floor holding his knees to his chest.

"Bim..." Mark doesn't know what to say. Bim doesn't look at him. "Why Mark... why did you do it..." Bim is crushed. Mark sits beside Bim.

"Bim I'm sorry. I thought I was helping you. Dark didn't give me a choice in the manner. and if it makes you feel better Amy already scolded me." Mark looks at Bim. Bim peeks at Mark. "A little bit.." Mark smiles at that and pats Bim's back. Bim looks at Mark. "You know despite this being very wrong it looks weird to see you really look like me." Bim saids. Mark looks at him comfused. "I mean we really do look the same but I mean wearing the same things I have and trying to act like me."

"Would you find it funny if I told you it was actually really hard being you. which is weird because I creates you so you think I can pull it off easily but no. Im a terrible actor." Mark laughs and Bim laughs with him. They sit there for a moment quite and Bim speaks up. "Mark I know you mean well. I know everyone does, except Dark he is loving this. But I could have handled it on my own really. Come on I'm Bim Trimmer I can take care of myself fine. Thank you though for caring." Bim hugs Mark which surprises Mark but he returns the hug.

"How about you finish this date? I really want to go home now and I didn't want to leave Chica alone for too long." Mark stands up. "I believe you got this." Mark gives you a thumbs up and heads out. Bim stands then turns to go back in the theater and comes face to face with you.

"I knew it... I knew it wasn't you." You stand their looking at Bim. Bim feels himself go numb. "So what you made Mark come here to see if I was just using you to get to him... I went out to check on "you" after "you" got that text to see if you were ok. I hear Amy and she confirmed that it wasn't you but Mark. he mentioned something about it being Dark's idea and he didn't want you hurt again. What did he mean by that?" You look at Bim feeling hurt.

"(Y/N) I didn't mean it like that. I didn't know about it trust me. It is just something happened once with a fan and I got hurt badly so they got worried about me." Bim tries to get you to believe him.

"It was pretty obvious we were being watched. You didn't notice that the other egos were watching us the whole time. At first I didn't think much of it but not I get it..." You feel tears coming in.

"i didn't... but please know I didn't mean to hurt you." Bim reaches for you but you back away from him.

The other egos come out of the theater and see what is happening. You look over at them, they all look guilty, but Dark. "Do you blame us for thinking this way?" Dark saids calmly. "You clearly put out a post saying you would love to go out with Mark. Although the rest of your profile suggests you are a good person it cant be helped."

"Wait you internet stalked me!" You feel worse. You feel like you were being judge because of someone else that did something wrong. It hurts badly, you tear up and one escapes. "Just because someone messed up doesn't mean I'm going to be like that. That post was done two years ago as a silly thing. but you didn't care about that did you..."

"I didn't see that.." Google saids. his eyes glow looking back at it. "(Y/N) is right... im sorry.."

"This is our fault ok. Bim had nothing to do with this and Mark was just being used. If your going to be upset be mad at us." Willford saids taking a step to you. "Bim is better than us. Please know that."

"No... I get it now. You didn't want him to get hurt. I don't know what happened before but clearly it caused problems for you enough to make the effort to stalk me to see if I was going to used him. But im not. But just from this I made all of you concerned and upset. It got Mark in trouble with Amy. I could have made Bim not want to talk to you all anymore. I knew Bim shouldn't have gone out with me but I let it happen anyway and this mess happened." You take a deep breath. " I'm sorry I bothered you all. send my apologies to Mark and Amy for me." With that you turn to leave trying to hold in the tears. Bim reaches out for you and turns you around. He holds you tightly.

"Please don't go... please don't leave me..." He loosens his hold on you and you see he is crying to. "I just wanted someone I can talk to. You made me feel like I was my own person and not just Mark's ego... I don't want that feeling to go away..." Bim just kisses you. His lips are trembling but it feels so warm and soft. He doesn't want to stop but pulls back any cups your cheek. "I like you (Y/N)."

The tears come poring down your face. "I like you to Bim... that's what makes this hurt more." You get out of his hold and walk away from him then run off to your car. You get in the car and hear Bim calling out to you but you don't dare look back and drive off home.

Bim stands infront of the theater watching the car drive away. The other egos run out after him. "It was for the best. This is why we don't date." Dark saids and he leaves to his car and drives off. Bim just keeps staring down the road the car went through.

"Bim we didn't mean for-" The doctor gets cut off by Host. "Bim wants to be alone. Nothing we can say now will help him. Bim does not want to talk to us. We have all hurt him. We should let him be." The Host saids sadly.

Silver tries to walk to Bim but Ed stops him shaking his head. "We have done enough.." They walk to the car. Google sighs and as he walks to the car he peeks at Bim feeling bad. Willford walks back into the theater and takes in so many candies and munches on them without a word as he heads to the care, an emotional snacker. Host pats the doctors back and heads to the care to but the doctor looks at Bim. Finally the doctor turns to leave.

"Doc..." Bim whispers. Dr.Iplier looks back at Bim. "Yes?" Bim finally turns to him. His face covers in tears and his suit has many drops on it. "Can you give me a new heart... I don't think I can feel mine anymore..."

(bear with me guys I know this looks very bad but don't worry it is going to have a happy ending trust me. for now all aboard the feels train. *saids while getting tissues for anyone who reads it and is open to hug anyone who feels bad)