#well desvered break

[nicoscheer]

🎵 Richard Hawley- Further

[razildor]

WIP Wednesday

wow I got one of these out on a Wednesday, well done me.

Was tagged by the ever lovely @heylittleriotact Thanks!💚💚

So I was going to take a small break from smut after Unwind to write maybe some fluff or something with my male Qunari Reaper, Hakiem He smooches Emmrich.

But here I am, back in horny jail, because I saw an art of Emmrich smoking and it awoken another smut idea in my unhinged brain, so enjoy the WIP. It's still a rough draft, I literally started this yesterday.

Tagging: @holdingontojupiter @redheadsramblings @ollypopwrites and anyone who wants!

warning for smoking!

it's a bad habit but the idea won't go away sooo.

Smoke

The room was peaceful, the fire keeping the air warm enough for the two inhabitants that currently sit in a plush armchair in front of it. A small sigh of content leaves Rook as she snuggled deeper into Emmrich's neck, fingers idly playing with the skull collar pin that keeps the Mages high collar closed. The odd noise of papers shuffling keeps her from dozing. A hand covered in gold rings reflecting in the fire light ever so slowly trails down the woman's naked spine, making her shiver with delight, the hand coming to rest on an ass cheek, squeezing it slightly.

“You make it difficult to work, my heart.”

Rook huffs into the man’s neck, grinning as she squeezes around his cock that sits snuggling in her. “I’m not to blame for your idea, Emmrich.”

Emmrich inhales sharply, the hand on her ass squeezed tighter, head tilting back to rest in the chair, taking three deep breaths to keep himself from coming at that moment. Both of them strung tightly with need, having been sat in such a position for a while now. It’s true that having her sit naked with his cock inside was his idea, keeping him warm until he was going over some more notes that Vorgoth sent his way. Then to give Rook the attention she desvers by fucking her over the nearest surface he could find, be it the desk or against the bookshelves.

Yet he found himself taking longer than normal, each shift from Rook, a shameless squeeze here and there sending his mind to a screeching halt, losing the spot in the notes, having to re-read the same word over and over again, hand shaking when writing down some words he doesn’t even recall- he would have to draft up the letter again after this.

“Rook, behave if you please.”

Rook only smirked into his neck without a word, very likely plotting something in that brilliant mind of hers. Emmrich thinks before going back to writing something on the paper, yet the pen drops from his hand with a small clatter at the feeling of Rook running her tongue slowly up his jaw, eyes slowly rolling up as he tilts his head back more for her. Unknowing that deft fingers unclipped the collar pin, placing it gently on the small table next to them, pulling the collar apart to run lips down his neck, deft fingers once again slowly undoing his shirt partly.

“I-I did say I would be done soon, darling.” Emmrich stutters, hand gripping the arm of the chair tightly as he tries to keep himself under control to some degree.

“Hm, you said that an hour ago.” Rook mutters into his neck before placing a mark there that made him gasp sharply.

Emmrich didn’t reply at first, he was sure it had only been a short while. A sigh leaves him as he lets the stack of papers fall from hand and sags back into the chair, a gasp from Rook makes him smirk a little himself from the movement. Reaching to the small table he picks up a small narrow cylinder from a dish, a Smoke, Rook recognised, recalling the few times she’s seen people use them.

placing it between his lips, along with a grunt as Rook slowly rolled her hips, watching him closely with interest. Shaking his head slightly from her grin, lifting a free hand to the tip of the smoke igniting it with a spark of green magic, inhaling slowly before blowing the white smoke to the side, away from Rook’s face.

“I didn't know you smoked.”

“Hm, I indulge from time to time, depending on the circumstances” He shrugs slightly, taking another drag of the Smoke between fingers, holding the fumes for a little, then exhaling  them slowly over Rook’s head- she swears the fumes almost looked like a skull before disappearing into the air.

“Though this is a good alternative, my dear.”

A ringed hand reaches around to grab Rook's ass again, squeezing the soft flesh and smirking at the groan from the women. Helping to guide her slick cunt over his aching cock that sits so tightly within her, her fluids leaking down his cock making the glide easier. He taps the ash into the dish as he asks. “Have you ever indulged in this before?” A small nod from Rook, wrapping her arms around his neck being mindful not to knock his hand holding the Smoke.

“A few times before all this, but with the Gods I’ve not had a moment to find any.” 

“Then allow me to share this indulgence.” His tone sultry, bringing the Smoke to his lips once more to inhale the fumes, yet doesn’t let the white smoke escape, pulling the hand away to reach with the other to Rook, gently grasp her chin between two fingers, keeping her still long enough to press his lips against hers, quickly pushing his tongue through her lips to push some of the white smoke into her mouth. A deep moan follows from the women, arms pulling Emmrich  by the neck closer, the Mage’s hand slowly moving to her jaw, holding her in place. The cold feeling of his rings sends sparks of aroused down to her core.

[luxmaeastra]

//zimrii is very angry and said this ask is in response to Vanth and Seb one//

Zimri stood before the boy, he sat curled in the corner. The voices of the elite drowning out, he watched the boy flinch. He turned to see the male who he presined to be his father saunter toward them.

"I see it's a Changeling trait to go to places you shouldn't is it?"

Zimri hummed, nodding to the sniveling boy.

"Where is his mother?"

"Around. Why? Are you taking her back?"

Zimri looked to the male.

"Why is the boy -"

"What is your want me to say Zimri?"

The male glared at the boy, turning on his heel.

"His conception was a moment of weakness."

"So give the boy back to his kind."

"He's lucky he isn't dead."

Zimri exhaled, he should walk away. He - would his daughters deal with this? This deep well of anger and violence?

The boy stared up at him, waiting for him to move.

"You have a name boy?"

"G - Galen. Are you going to kill me? Mama says that's what happens when our people come here."

He knelt before the boy, looking him over.

"You scared of death Galen? Of blood?"

The boy slowly shook his head. Zimri could taste the lie in the air.

"Do you love any of them?"

"Mama....she - she tells me to be strong."

Zimri nodded and stood, he turned to the door. He looked to Galen.

"Get out of this door on your own and I'll make sure your mother doesn't die."

"What will you -"

Zimri closed and locked the door. He moved up the stairs, he could feel the Mark slowly begin to form on his wrist.

He shouldn't revel in it, he shouldn't crave such a thing. He'd never want his girls to chase outside validation.

But he wanted this more than he wanted anything else.

Save for Sarai and his daughters.

He flicked his wrist, the windows and doors seeling shut. No one heard over the laughter and music. He scanned the room finding Ellys with his two "legitimate" children. They smiled and laughed with the Peerage.

He knew if he was caught the Changelings would not save him.

But Ramses sister desvered better than this. This was everything Ramses was afraid happening to his sisters.

Zimri moved through the crowd, reaching the happy family. Ellys turned to smile at him, to offer some pleasantry.

He didn't get the chance with the blade through his throat.

His wife's cry was cut short by shadows. His shadows blanketed the room, the screams turning panicked.

Galen would need all the magic he could get to be satiated. He doubted they have more than the required amount.

He could guess the arrangement, have an child and the Clan would protect him.

Perhaps this was the good reason he was Clanless.

The shadows lifted, bodies broken and dead around him.

He knew others were around to take on the stragglers.

The children had huddled on the dias, clutching each other. Just 13 but with so much venom in their eyes.

"What have you done? Ellys -"

"You caused this! Sehen!! If you kept -"

Zimri brought his blade down on the boy's hand. He screamed, his sister holding him tighter.

Zimri turned away from them, walking down the steps to Sehen. She raised her chin, not cowering away from him.

"Are you that desperate to belong there you will kill me?"

"Wasn't the goal to break him and make him ours?"

Sehen eyes filled with tears and she looked to the children, their parents bodies.

"He loved his family, I couldn't - I wanted him happy."

"He abused your son -"

"You weren't here. You know nothing of what my life was like. What either of our lives were -"

"Mama!"

She didn't turn as Galen stumbled into the room. He froze seeing the bodies, seeing his father and stepmother dead. He stared at Zimri horrified.

Sehen tipped her neck back, keeping her eyes on Zimri.

"Finish it. I don't want to exist without him."

"You will be orphaning three children Sehen."

"Yes, because they do not need me. Do it."

He could feel the Mark burn. This was his test, this was something he wouldn't have wanted to do.

Was his Mark worth it? Was this the stain of this act worth it?

Was this worth the protection he would have?

He slid the knife along her neck, looking down on his wrist as her body fell.

The mark flared and burned, he swayed. Feeling the weight of it now, the blanket it.

He stilled, turning as a hand on his arm.

"Good job brother, welcome home Zimri. What is our next move?"

He stared at the Asteri children, ignoring as Galen's cries. He thought of the Valg game parks. Of all the ones still held there day in and day out.

If he was a Hierophant he'd be able to change things. He could give them a lifeline.

He could form his own Clan.

The very thought made his head spin.

"Finish this, barricade the city in. Turn the other two -"

Endymion stiffened and held his sister tighter.

"We rather die."

"Are you sure?"

Zimri stalked toward them, his blade dark and pulsing. He stumbled backward feeling Galen shove him back. He barred his teeth at him.

"Leave them alone!"

"Didn't they burn you boy?"

Galen didn't move, Endymion and Sellene stared at their little brother in shock.

Zimri shook his head, flicking his wrist to mark the three of them.

"My mate will deal with you."

"Why are you attacking our city?"

He looked back to Endymion and smiled.

"Because you keep my kind chained in tunnels. And that ends tonight. You three will the only survives by the end of the night."

------

He dropped the older ones at her feet, holding a squirming Galen in his arms.

"I thought you'd want these two to not die."

"Zimri what have -"

But he brushed past her, handing Galen off to Hallariel. He felt nothing, nothing but void and death as the city burned below.

Would the Valg answer now?

Would they all understand what the new world way order was?

He looked to her, his eyes blazed and maybe too wide.

"I don't just want to work with them Sarai, I want to rule them. I want to be a Heriophant, to mark the others refuse to. I want to end the cycle of this."

She always said she'd stand by him. He wondered sometimes how long she could stand it before she stopped walking with him.

Before his daughters saw the monster he was.

He stepped toward her, kicking at one of the children as they tried to stab him in the leg.

"Are you with me Sarai?"

Then he knew what he wanted, he knew what he needed. It had been the one thing that had held him back, that had been the cloud over their family home. He had been restless for so long, as much as they knew he loved her and their daughters, they all knew he was restless.

He had been without a clan for so long, she had watched how he reacted around others of his kind. How he was around Ramses and his brother, how he was trying to prove himself to be worthy of that mark.

Her eyes lingered upon it, the one which burned upon him now.

“I will never walk away from you, or tell you that what you want is wrong,” she confirmed as her eyes locked with his. “You have helped me grow, you have made sure I flew. It’s your turn, I will always be with you.”

[smaeemo]

Family guy cut away scenes I made up

“Man this is almost worse than when I ate too manu melatonin gummies”

“Hmm I wonder what these are…” peter reads lable

“Melon toe nin? huh well it sounds like a fruit, might as well. and their gummies!” Peter tries a gummy

“Wow! these are pretty good, it’s almost like they are trying to cover up the taste of a possible hormone with a starchy berry flavor” He looks directly at the camera breaking the 4th wall.

“Well, I guess due to lack of self control and an undying hatred for myself and others I’ll eat the whole box in a comically large portion to show just how much I want these” Peter dumps entire bottle of melatonin gummies into his hand, and comincally eats all of them and makes a exaggerated gulping sound.

He then see’s there is one more and picks it up in an eating disorder esc way, in which he says “You’re doing this because you deserve it” with a sad voice cleqrly meant to symbolize he desveres it.

He then goes “Huh.. the cap says to only eat 2, 30 minutes before going to bed.. weird gummies.” moment of pause “well I don’t feel any differen-“ he then proceeds ti fall face first violently into the carpet.

ad break

When he comes to, he is a dumpster wherein the camera pans out to reveal a large “Welcom 2 Las Vegas” sign, which is puncuated by a seagull flging face first into the sign. After the seagull falls, a little boy (meant to represent a small brown child to enhance the already racially present ideals prevelant within family guy) grabbing the bird and saying with a thick accent “we will eat well tonight” and runs off giggling

It then cuts to a scene where peter is sitting in a library clearly about to talk directly to the audience with perfecf posture and hands clasped over his lap.

“Dear watchers, it has come to my attention that due to the innaproprate timing of that joke I must apologize for my actions in a public and heartfelt way, ergo I have found it in myself to do it in the best way I know how.” Peter then pulls out a ukulele and gets ready to strum before the screen pauses and the subtitles read “due to low viewer count we have decided to target our younger audience instead, just like colleen ballinger, also this cutaway has been extremely long but becquse of your short attention spans it probably has been even longer for you”

After that, the scene cuts a to a curtain that says “Back to Las Vegas” where it then cuts to peter back in the dumpster where he looks sheepishly at the camera and says “ I sleep walk”

End of cutaway

6/27/24 - 2:25AM

[siderealxmelody]

Sarai picked Xaden up, turning them to make sure she didn't see the scene. She'd let her mate and Llewellyn drag Natalia back to the house.

"She missed your Papa Xaden. She wanted me to take you for a couple weeks. Do you want to have a sleep over with your cousins? I'm sure Estrella, Elizaveta, and Enella would love to see you."

She smiled, tickling him.

"Maybe you play Knights and Princesses with them?"

This was in her brother's hands now. She was there, she had to believe Natalia was there.

------

Sebastian rubbed at his face, Orsus slept curled next to Talia. Silba quietly ordering her healers around. They would survive but she didn't know the cost it had come at. Would Talia be able to cast again? Would her lightning come back to her?

Ulla gripped the railing of the bed, Hallariel quietly helping their aunt. Ulla was the one to break the tense silence.

"She needs to die."

Sebastian stiffened, his jaw ached. He couldn't find the energy to be angry with her. He just felt numb, like a slow crawling dread sat in chest. It expanded with every breath he took. The longer he stood in this room, staring at Talia, at Orsus.

The longer he felt his wounds, healed but the psychologic toll would come later. It broke his heart he didn't think he could talk to her about this. She had been able to handle all his inner turmoil but...

But they'd be lucky if she didn't dissaper or do something else when she came back. He exhaled and let himself internally scream for a minute, counting it to his children's breaths.

"Give me time and if she can't be saved I'll do it."

Ulla eyed him, her grip tightening on the railing.

"Will you though or just let her go?"

He rubbed at his face, and met her gaze. Natalia would have been so proud of how she'd risen to the occasion. She'd be a good Duchess one day.

He mentally scowled at him, he wouldn't do that to her.

She will be proud, this dark day would behind them. She'd come back to them and they'd laugh at this.

"I trained to kill her Ulla. Give me some credit, I will not put your lives over hers."

He'd made that vow in one form or another so many times now. With each of their children he held he believed it a little more.

------

Zimri stipped back, watching Lumas whisper over the chains, God's Tongue binding her done, the shackles siphoning her magic to reinforce the chains.

Zimri hadn't believed that story, some far fetched story that the Great Atroxus had plucked him out of obscurity and made him heir of the Asteri/Aesir. That he'd been given the entirety of the Asteri who had not followed Unir, who had clung to the supremacy that Phos had espoused.

But he did now, Lumas moved like one of them. Not the grace of the Valg/Vanir, a grace of a titan, a thing so big the world rearranged around him.

Maybe that was why he kept his distance from Silba, not some misguided need to protect her. But that she was too small to hold all his grandeur. Zimri scowled and clenched his hands at his sides.

His hate for him doubled to loathing. Silba desvered better, they all did. He was nothing but a liability a -

"Is it done then?"

Zimri turned to see Sebastian watched them. He was drowning and because he knew his friend well.

He chose the lifeline that was covered in thorns.

"Do you need us here?"

Sebastian stiffened and rolled his shoulders back. Something coming back into his eyes, not life but arrogance - pride.

"I can reach her. I don't need to be coddled. If you want a project go look after the girls. Augustine and Fen are on their way and I don't have the energy to deal with Unmated Valg tonight."

They'd been circling Ulla and Talia for years now. Much as his daughter tried, neither had looked Hallarial's way. A force of contention as neither has Ulla or Talia wished for a mate yet.

Zimri sighed, it was a mess none of them wanted to deal with. But we'll, they had time. And he didn't think any of them would be leaving now. Sarai assured him she had the children to herself.

They lived on the edges of the Veil, no one was stupid enough to attack their kingdom. Not with their armies of loyal soul eaters.

He gave a nod and whistled and jerked his chin at Lumas. Lumas glared at them both, but followed along. Sebastian stepped foward blocking his path. He squeezed his shoulder.

"Thank you Llewellyn."

Lumas relaxed and nodded, as if the use of his false name absolved him of everything his real one held. He was still held to a prophecy, he could not run from fate.

Zimri walked away before he punched one of them in the teeth. He hoped Sarai was proud of his restraint. Lumas would only ever cause them all harm and pain.

------

Sebastian shut the door, warding it from the inside. No one would be able to hear it, which he hoped would give Natalia some peace of mind after she came back.

He stared at her, slumped but probably awake now. Or maybe she was still unconscious, he didn't care.

He had been thinking of how to wake her, to be the mate she needed, the Asteri who should fight against to gain some level of clarity.

He settled for the parent. But if - if he lost their daughter. Nothing in the world would make him hate her, but that would come close. He called on his lighting and hurled it at her.

He let himself sink into the magic, the swell of it. He didn't bother pulling his punches, she hadn't.

"Wake up. You say you care for your blood. One of them was about to die! What kind of mother are you Natalia?"

Would she understand it when she came back? Would she feel the fear and terror of this moment? Would she come back with rage like she had before when they'd sparred?

But he was always better with his words than she was. He knelt before her, grabbing her by the hair to make her look at him. His fury twisting with the darker sides of lust. The parts of himself he rarely indulged in. He would never hurt her not like he'd been.

"Maybe you were right and you don't have the right genes for it. Maybe I should keep you in chains and use you till you outlive your usefulness."

------

Sebastian was alive, that was the only thing she focused on. She knew Natalia would probably try to pousion herself when she came back from this. She hoped her brother was faster than that.

How could things change so fast in mee hours? If she hadn't helped Talia, she would have completely Yeilded all her magic. Another mark that Natalia would take as her own fault. She could not loose her brother, she could not.

So she'd let Natalia go, take Xaden and leave. She could feel Zimri following along on foot. Yards away, concealing himself but he was there.

She took some strength in that.

Not all was lost.

She hoped Natalia wouldn't leave her brother in another permeant way. He wouldn't have survived that.

Silba was with the children now, Hallariel and Ulla hadn't left Talia's side. But she'd recover, maybe not the way Sebastian had all those years ago - but she would.

She'd may never gain the magic she should though. There was so little written on Yeilding so young.

------

Llewellyn helped Natalia settle in. The dark prophecy that had hung over him all his life seemed determined to take effect. He couldn't have Silba, not with the consequences echoing down on him.

She would face ruin and devastion at his hands, because of him. So running to the Vennin had been simpler response. He wasn't a boy any more, content to watch Silba from afar.

He stared at Xaden, dragging his eyes to Natalia. He was soulless right? Isn't that how they all felt?

"He won't be an issue right? We don't need more mouths to feed who aren't worthy."

Was that the right wording? That's how they talked right? Thought?

He kept an eye on the windows, the only way she'd come here was if Sebastian was dead. That was a pity but he wouldn't mourn the arrogant Princeling. He'd been warned repeatedly at the darkness of Natalia's bloodline.

He stepped toward Xaden as the windows shattered. Sarai barley glanced at him, stepping through annd trusting the blade into Natalia's stomach. She stared down at her, the cold mask flickering to show her anguish.

"You'll thank me for this Natalia. I promise you will one day. I'm sorry, I'm sorry it had to happen this way."

She snapped her fingers at Llewellyn.

"Grab Xaden. Let's go before she finds her footing."

He blanched stepping backward, slipping in the blood.

"I can't Sarai. I -"

She gripped his collar, that mind magic making him kneel, making his head feel like it would split open.

"If you don't pursue my sister that's your prerogative. I will not let you hide like some weasel. Get my nephew and get up Llewellyn. Do not make me force you."

[wingekprincessproffssor]

Hi Queen!👑 I hope your doing great❤️

I was wondering if I could request a deku x reader? One where he finally gets the courage to ask the reader out? Maybe he's been crushing on her for a really long time and finally has enough of watching her get hurt by boys that don't deserve her when she gets stood up by her date?

Thanks in advance!

Hı darling, and yes i would love to take your request! And i really like your story! İts so good✨💙here you go

Deku has been crushing on you for a very long time and ever since then, he watched every guy break your heart and he was sick. Of it, he didn't understand how these guys broke your heart, were They blind? Cant, They see how beautiful you are or how sweet and amazing you are Deku would give them a pair of glasses if he could, and not to mention that they made you cry and heartbroken but when he was sitting at the coffee shop's table he see this guy who was just yelling at you cus you dropped your coffee on his jacket you jeep saying sorry but it only made him furious and as Deku watched the scene the angry filled his vein b

as he broke his coffee cup in a half and go over your table and shouted to the guy who has has been a jerk to you and said with a our voice that give shivers to guy" hey! How dare you to treat her like this!? HOW DARE YOU you don't even desvere her! And she devsers better! So leave her alone or am gonna break you one by one" Deku grind his teeth and the guy was prey much was sacred the hell of deku and just immediately ran away leaving his purse and his coffee then you looked at him with thankful eyes and said" thanks Deku that was amazing " as you said making him blush"come on y/n let's go to some park and talk everything there ok?" Which you nodded your head giving him agreeing sign as you both walk away from the coffee shop and when you both finally come to the park you sit down with Deku and he looked at you with concerned eyes "why was this guy treating you horrible back there?" He asks raising an eyebrow "that guy was my boyfriend well not anymore, he was treathing me like this ever since our frist date, he allways get so mad over little things when i frist met him i thought he was a nice guy but when we stared dating he showed his true colors" you sigh as you finished your

Expelling to him after you told everything to him he looked you and hold your hand with a soft blush appearing on his cheeks" y/n, you desvere Better guys than him and the others ,you are a very kind hearthed person and amazing and not to mentoin Really pretty" he said with a soft smile which made you smile too and cause him to blush even more you couldn't take his cute little face so. you kissed him on his cheeks leaving hiım hearth eyed With a deep blush "y/n, I know this may be sudden but I love you, and ever since you dated guys like them I hate it and they made me very furious the way they treated you and I was holding back but today I I lost control cus of that guy and I don't think I can't control my self when those guys treating you like this, love you and if I was your boyfriend I would treat you way better than them, i know i don't have any chance dating you " Deku said as his palms getting sweaty after his confession you realized what a fool you been how can you not see it before? Perhaps it cus of you didn't saw it coming Deku's feelings are real and they are from the heart and he seems to hold back his feelings very well and succeed to hide them from you now you looking at deku with red cheeks and you are also feeling that your heartbeat was getting more intense " Deku, I been blind this whole time how can I not see you all the guys that I dated before wasn't real and i was ignoring you if I realized this before I would have broken up them before and start dating now that your words made me realize that i feelings for you" you said holding his hand whic cuase him to smile"so do you wanna date with me? " He said with a nervous smile "of course! Dummy" you said along with your laugh after your response to him he give yu a Kiss on Your cheeks and said "shall we have date then?" You of course said yes and give hım little giggles after this you and deku become a couple, he treated you like princess and never was like the guys you date before long story short he loved you with every inch his heart and soul

I hope you like this❤, sorry for making it so late

[handonhaven]

So I've seen both TVD and TO. But I'm pretty new to the legacies fandom, and I finally caught up on everythin. And let me tell you I've been on some the social medias and I can't go back on them because if I do I feel like I might not like the show anymore. Especially when it comes to the Hosie part of them fandom(but I'm not gonna go there). It's just wow. But I instantly fell in love with Handon and their whole star cross lovers thing. And them always fighting for each other in one way. And doing whatever they can to keep the other safe, stop fate and be together. Oh that last episode and the break up scene it nearly killed me, I don't think I'll ever recover for that. If I'm being honest I watch that scene too many times than I care to admit. But every time I watch it I notice something else I didn't before. To name a few. The moment Landon realized what he had to do to keep Hope safe. When Hope grabbed Landon arm and he looked generally surprised that she would try to stop him(Idk if it was because he know has PTSD or because some part very very very deep down still believe he doesn't desvere her). And the look on Hopes face when Landon says they're doomed. Even though what he's saying hurts, some part of knows that he doesn't believe that and that he's just saying that to push her away. And lastly the part when Landon is leaving we can see him wipe his face. Like maybe he's wiping away a tear because he could've start it to cry as soon as he walked away.

I'm really hoping that when this is all over that they end up together because they've earned it. And if they don't then I hope it ends on a good note and not with one of them dying for good. Because either of them desveres that. Not after the lives they had, they both desvere to have a good and happy life. Especially Landon one way or another his whole has been hell and he had to do all of that alone. I mean he had Raph but he's now gone. And now he's probably scare he won't have Hope anymore. Also Hopes life has been hell too but at least up until she was 15 she had her mom and aunt Freya to lean on if she need it. Even now she still has her aunts and uncle to lean on if she want it. But I'm just really hoping that they end up together and happy with each other(I feel like they will, there's so many signs pointing to that. Them always being drawn to each other. Landon somehow remembering Hope even when he didn't remember her and so many others idk if I'm the only one who's seen them) and to have a good life.

P.S please writers don't do them wrong.

Oh awesome! Yeah, you’ve gotta be careful with social media when it comes to this fandom. It can get really bad and definitely affect your experience with the show, especially with the way so many Hosie fans are.

And I’ve loved Handon since the beginning as well! Yess, their relationship is so beautiful. And same, that breakup was so painful! Haha, I’ve watched the scene multiple times too! And yeah, that’s literally been the case for me as well, I’ve noticed new things the more I’ve watched it. Yes, you can see Landon react when Hope tells him about her having to become a tribrid, his eyes say it all! And I noticed his reaction when Hope grabbed his arm too. It could’ve been from his PTSD, or maybe part of him does feel like he’s not good enough for her so he was surprised she did that. I actually posted some other thoughts I had about that here x. And yeah, when it comes to Landon saying they’re doomed, I’m very curious to know whether he believes it or not. Part of me thinks that he does mean it, but not entirely. I think maybe he does believe that they’re doomed for now, if they don’t do anything to change it. They’re doomed, so he’s going to undoom things. Maybe he believes it and is acknowledging it so that he can fix it, if that makes sense? He didn’t tell Hope that that’s what he’s gonna do, of course. And I noticed his hand on his face too, I can’t really tell exactly what he was doing, but I suppose it’s possible that he was wiping a tear!

I’m hoping they’ll end up together as well, they definitely deserve it!! But yeah, if not, I wouldn’t want it to be from one of them dying either! That would be terrible, I went through too much pain from that happening on TVD and TO, so it better not happen to Handon! Absolutely, they both deserve to live long and happy lives.

And I completely agree about Landon. His entire life has been hell, it’s honestly so heartbreaking. And I wish they would address all that he’s been through more. It’s true, he never had anyone until Raf, but he didn’t even meet him till he was 15, and of course the writers had to take his brother away from him. And yeah, now he’s probably scared to lose Hope too. And I could go on a whole rant about Landon and his trauma, but I won’t haha, they just better let him be happy. And not just at the very end, I want him to at least have a break next season and be happy without going through more pain. And yes Hope’s life has also been hell, but true, she still grew up being loved with a whole family who did everything to protect her. And she does still have her family in New Orleans, if the writers ever choose to acknowledge their existence again.

Those are my hopes for Handon as well! I think there’s a very good possibility of them being together and happy in the end, that’s what I believe and hope will happen. It’s true, there are seriously tons of signs that point to them being endgame, so yes, let’s hope that it happens and that the writers will let them be happy together and not screw anything up!

[gundhams-pandemonium]

okay, Here me out: [Warning, Spoilers for Thh, Sdr2, and V3]

Gundham had a really well thought out plan, however there was many places where he could go wrong/people could get in the way [One of such, With Fuyuhiko who was in the break room] H O W E V E R

It makes sense that a lot of his plan relied on chance, Because he wasn't trying to get away with it. He wanted them to figure it out, but he also wanted to show them it'd be challenging. He wanted everyone to live, but he didn't want to give up his persona of being evil. Because it's harder to lose a friend then an enemy [Even if they saw through his act in the end]

It's just AHhhhH, A lot of characters sacrifice themselves And/Or do bad things to save everyone [Sakura, Gonta, and I'd put Kokichi and Kaito on this list too. I'm sure theres others but brain no work rn] But only rivalved with Sakura's(Because her trial and death I'd heartbreaking and horrid and she desvered better But still her narrative was amazin), I belive Gundham's [And Nekomaru] was done the best

[noneofyourbusiness42]

GoD I PROMISE THEYRE NOT ALL MORBID BUT

I think Grizabella was dying and was going to die that night if she hadn't been chosen.

I also think Old Deuteronomy is the moon.

like holy fuck if you listen to the lyrics of memory its HEART BREAKING? throughout the whole musical there is a huge enthuse on how important the moon is to the cats (dancing in the moonlight, holding the ball in the moonlight, calling it the Jellicle moon lmao,) and yet the whole of Grizabella's song she is desperate for the sun rise bc it means shes managed to live another life

how grim is the waste land? how fucking awful is her life that these cats can literally hold a ball with ease (minus macvaity bc hes an ass) but every single night she struggles.

But also talking about Grizabella, I think when she refers to the moon forgetting about her, I think shes referring to Old Deuteronomy. When I watched cats the first time I was CERTAIN that old Deuteronomy was the moon, when they were singing it and everything, and was totally shocked when it was an actual cat. But Old Deuteronomy looks like the moon (kinda) as well?? along with being large, imposing, old as FUCK and undisturbed.

And I think Grizz was pissed, that throughout all those balls he and Deut had together, she was literally thrown to the fucking curb without a care the moment she made one mistake.

I think the song wrecked Old Deuteronomy (as well as figuring out she wasn't going to live that night) and that's why they chose to send Grizabella to the heavy side lair, because they finally understood what awful life they were having and truly did desvere to have a second chance, a proper redemption for them.

[ginjaanimeloversstuff]

I watched some some video. And well it got me thinking and I want to share it.

Begin black or white or brown, doesn't matter because no colour of skins is superior. Skin is skin, we all have, so what is the point of racism. We are all human, all with red blood. Those who believes they are superior because they are white .

Need to have a reality check. I'm saying this a white person, I may not truly understand how, you cope in fear, but I do know, no body desvere it, especially because of their colour.

I can not , I truly understand that fear you have, but I know its important to keep fighting. I believe, there will be day, where no one will have to live in fear because of their colour, we have to believe that will come, because there are though who will try and break the belief of living in peace away.

Me and everyone who is white are not superior, that's is a fact. Those who are racist have no common sense, because black and brown people matter, why? Because like us like everyone in this world are human and not animals.

Everyone needed to be accepted , because they are humans with lives that needs to be protected and treasured. That not a fact but common sense! When we say black lives matter, people need to think what this truly means.

When we say all lives matter, there are those who only thinks of white, but those who are black they are lives and are included' and matter too.

I may have made this too long, but I had to say it. Because, I hate how people of any kind who are racist, racism should never existed. We are in 2020, not in the past. Seeing racism happens in media, really p me off.

#blacklivesmatter

[heartfullofleeches]

hi! if u want a prompt could you possibly do one of a yandere x cutesy (innocent looking, lolita wearing, pastel, innocent voice and the like) but sadistic reader ?

One of the things that attracted Tristen to you was your personality. You always acted so sweet and kind, how could he not fall for some as cute as you? There was only one problem. Another people fell for you as well. It was pretty easy to get rid of the competition due to his family being a well known and powerful one. The ones that couldn’t be dealt with by bribery or blackmail found themselves at the bottom of a lake.For weeks he couldn’t decide on how to confess to you. A good portion of him just wanted to kidnap you and keep for from the rest of the awful people that wanted to steal you but another part wanted to go the innocent confession route. It would break his heart to see you upset plus it’d be a wonderful thing to be able to walk down the street, hand in hand with you. In the end he just shoved a note in a place where he knew you’d see it and tell you where to meet him.Swinging your legs back and forth, you read over the note again for the fifth time. You were positive it was from your secret admirer even if the hand writing was messier than usual. You didn’t know who this person was but you were almost positive it was your old friend. Things were great between you too until one day he just stopped talking to you. He avoided you like the plague but you still caught him stalking you from time to time. At one point there was a small spot in your heart for him and if it him then maybe that feeling would come back.Out the corner of your eye you noticed someone walking towards you. You hopped off the wall you were sitting on and dusted off your clothes before standing straight. Your meeting place was behind an old building so nobody else was around but you weren’t afraid since your theory was correct.“Y/n… You actually came..” Tristen flashes a shy smile at you. It’s been so long since he was last face to face with you and being so close made him nervous. He was scared when he confessed he might forget everything, kiss you out of nowhere, and made you run off.“Yup. Long time no see Tristen. You’ve been so mean to me. I miss hanging out but you wouldn’t even glance at me. What’s wrong? Do you not like me anymore?”“N-no! I just…. I..”“You what? Spit it out already. We’ve been friends for years so you can tell me anything.”“Anything? Well it’s just…” Tristen grabs you by the shoulders which catches you off guard, however, the smile he loved dearly never left you face.“I’m in love with you, Y/n! I’ve loved you since the day we first met. I’ve done things.. So many terrible things but they were all in the name of love! I was always put off telling you how I feel because you don’t desvere a monster like me. I understand if you don’t feel the same but just know I will never let anyone hurt youAnd I’d do anything to prove my love.”You place your hands on his face as he catches his breath, pushing away free strands of hair. That old spark for him was back and while you wanted to believe that he truly loved you, it was hard knowing how mean you could really be.“You promise you’d do anything for me?”“Tristen nods. "Yes Y/n…. You deserve the word."Oh I don’t want that.” You giggle. “I just want see you getting on your fucking knees.”Tristen searches your face for any signs of playfulness and while there was a kind smile on your face, your eyes were full of seriousness. Your sudden change didn’t turn him away though. It was a bit of a shocked but he found it interesting. He did as you asked, causing your smile to grow. It made his heart swell with emotion to see you looked so pleased.“Look at you.. Going around the city acting like a wild animal and yet you’re so obedient with me..” You grab the collar of his shirt as you bend over. With your face close to his, your lips almost touched a few times. You could tell he was trying to sneak a kiss but you wouldn’t let that happen. “How would you feel if someone saw us like this? Would you be embarrassed? I highly doubt it but it’d be cute if you were.”Tristen felt his face heat up as you continued to taunt him and he shook his head. “N-no I wouldn’t. Because the only opinion that matters to me is yours. If it were someone else doing this they’d be dead in a heart beat but since it’s you I’m fine with this and ready to do whatever you say.”You let go of his shirt as you look down with confusion replacing your excitement. “Whoa really? Geez you must be crazy or something. The things I plan on doing to you won’t be very nice y'know.”“That doesn’t matter..” Tristen jumps up and bear hugs you before you have time to react, kissing you passionately. You break the kiss and turn your head with only makes him kiss the side of your face.“Like I said you can do whatever. Nothing you say or do will ever change how I feel about you. You’re something special and I refuse to give you up.”“We’ll see about that.” You say as you shove him off with a laugh as you wipe your cheek.“I’ll test your limits and I didn’t say you could get up so after we get something to eat I’m going to teach you a lesson. If you’re good while I do then I’ll think about getting you a pretty collar as proof that you’re mine.”

[nicoscheer]

Via emilynitzsche on ig

[dra-and-sdra2-imagine-writer]

could i maybe get sdra2 boys comforting a (preferably male) s/o who's trying to deal with finals and other assigments and personal life and planning things and mental health and just. everything?? so just calming him down and stuff. that would be so super great, thank you!! and keep up the good work!!

I hope you all enjoy! I apologize if this is a bit messy, I may have rushed towards the end. I couldn’t for the life of me think of something for Syobai and Shinji, so I had to leave them out, I truly apologize for that. But otherwise, thank you for reading! And thank you for the kind words, it makes me happy! ^-^

Hajime

-  Running a hand throughout your hair he groaned, leaning his head down against the desk. There were deep bags underneath his eyes from the constant studying that you skipped a few nights of sleep. That, and dealing with the loss of a family member, as well as finals. So many things to deal with, it was hard to try and do it all at once.

- “S/o?” came a familiar voice as the tired male sat his head up and turned to look at them. His expression softening once he saw that it was him, surely he could help you with your worries. “Hajime..” He said breathlessly, standing up and slowly made his way over. Only to get a tight hug from the male which he melted into without question.

- The boxer saw how tired you looked, and scooped you effortlessly into his arms. “You need rest, it’s not healthy for you to be doing all of this with no sleep.��

- “..? Sorry, I can’t I have so much to do..prepare for finals, meet up with my family..I just..it’s too much Hajime.” S/o  confessed, leaning his head onto his shoulder. “We’ll deal with that later, okay? You need sleep, trust me, S/o. It will help. I’ll be right here when you wake up so we can figure this out together. The male wasn’t able to complain since the other would be right. That, and his eyelids felt heavy. And so, they slowly started to close before he fell asleep, he mumbled a soft ‘thank you..’ to his significant other and fell into a well-desvered rest.

Mikado

- Sleep, that sounded pretty good right about now. But needed to focus, to get prepared for finals. If you had the option, you most certainly wouldn’t take the exam. Sadly, you didn’t have the option, this one was mandatory so that’s why you were to the point of passing out from the lack of sleep.

- But surprise! Your boyfriend Mikado had just suddenly shown up with a bright gleam on his mask. “S/O!” He called out to the clearly exhausted male, that he hadn't noticed just yet. But once he did, he was surprised especially when you had tiredly waved to him. “Hey, love. Why the surprise look?” The male before him questioned with a puzzled expression. “You look so tired, S/o! Haven’t you slept at all?” Mikado asked, already knowing the answer to that question.  

- “Err, I haven..I’ve been so busy with studying that I haven’t the time to get some sleep.” The yawn that escaped from his lips gave that indication away to which Mikado pouted. “You need proper rest, S/o! As my apprentice, you need to sleep as much as you can!” S/o thought for a moment before he started speaking, “Mikado, I can’t I have to study for finals..”

- Mikado pouted, as he pulled his s/o over to a nearby bed. “That may be true, but it’s important that you get some sleep as well! So you can be ready and energized for it as well! I’ll even help you study when you wake up!” He chirped, the smile never seems to leave the mask. “Fine, fine. But I’m holding you to your word..” With that, his S/o fell into a blissful sleep that he would surely need for his exams.

Nikei

- “S/O! You wouldn’t believe it! I just discovered the most interesting scoop ever!” Nikei yelled, as he burst into your room, which promptly woke up the sleeping male.

- “W-what..?! I-I’m up!” You stammered, looking around before seeing Nikei and that put you at ease, for the most part anyway. “Are you studying for your finals? I can tutor you!” Nikei said excitedly, before making his way over.

- S/o rubbed his eyes, it wouldn’t hurt to let Nikei help him..right? He could use all the help he could get at the moment, so that’ll be a plus. Turns out, S/o had fallen asleep while listening to Nikei’s voice.  Looks like Nikei had indirectly helped out his s/o get the rest he needed for his exams the next day.

- Good job, Nikei!

Teruya

- Teruya had been spending time with his s/o doing his best to help him out with studying. The tired male leaned his head onto Teruya’s shoulder yawning tiredly and rubbed his eyes.

- “I..think I’m almost ready for the finals tomorrow, thank you, Teruya, I really appreciate it.”  He looked at the green haired male with a tired smile as he closed his eyes happily. “Don’t mention it, sugar cube!” He beamed, though his country accent slipped out.

- It just put the sleepy S/o to ease. Plus, he also thought that the country was adorable, whenever Teruya would just slip into it without it was the best part. Though he never pointed it, it just made it better to listen like right now. It was steadily putting him to sleep.

- “Goodnight, sugar cube I know for sure you’ll pass tommorrow..” That was just the reassurance you needed before you fell asleep.

Yuki

- The nervous bab did his best to help you with prepping for the exams tomorrow. Since he truly did care about you, getting proper sleep, eating right, and breaks in between.

- Without him, you would have been a wreck. Yuki was just an angel that was sent down from above, you couldn’t help but thank the ginger profusely for his help. Which caused him to blush embarrassed, “D-don’t mention it, S/o..! Y-You would the same for me.” Gently grabbing his hand, he started to pull him along, “W-where are w-we going..?” You looked back at him with a smile on his face.  

- “Since you helped me, I thought why not get some ice cream to celebrate!” He chirped, looking over his shoulder at Yuki. Who looked surprised and tried to say that he deserved it.  To which you shook your head in disagreement and stopped, turning to face him.

-“Don’t say that, Yuki. You really do, for helping me out, it was really kind of you to do for me.” The bashful male put a hand on the back of his neck and smiled sheepishly. “A-Aw shucks, that means a lot..S/o, but like I said before..you would do the same for me.”

Yuri

- Well, you didn’t expect your day to turn out like this. Studying in your apartment and the next, being dragged out to eat by your surprisingly small, yet strong boyfriend.

- “You don’t have to do this, you know..I’m fine with something small.” You mumbled, with a sheepish smile. To which Yuri responded with, “You deserve the absolute best! Before your exams!”

[luxmaeastra]

The dancing around them, the pulsing of the drums barely hit his body. She didn't look at him, watching the dancing.

"What do you want Creon? Did you come here to beg for me -"

"You know, everyone always give the female a pass for breaking or rejecting the bond. But you haven't changed, you prioritize only yourself and your aspirations Anaxia. So no, I reject it, I'll chose the female who saw me at my lowest and chose me when no one else did."

She eyed him, her arms loosening around her.

"Well good for you, she desveres it. That all? You should have saved the speech for when she was around - maybe she'd stop doubting -"

He growled, stepping closer.

"You do not know her Anaxia."

She shrugged, tipping her head back to smile at him.

"No. What are you going to do about it?"

His eyes blazed and his hands squeezed at his sides. He faltered, focusing on the marks on her wrists and neck.

He snorted and looked to the dancing.

"Last I checked, you were the one who liked to choke Anaxia. Have you let Thysandra finally beat that spirit out of you?"

She hissed, stepping closer. The drumming shook the ground under them. The heartbeat of the court under their feet.

"You don't know her. Maybe I finally feel safe with someone -"

He gripped her neck, dragging her closer.

"Is that what safety looks like to you? That's pathetic. Still chasing validation from people hate you?"

She barred her teeth.

"Still chasing love for people who only fetishize you?"

//haha for either of them//

Creon snarled and pushed her away from him, he saw no benefit in this conversation if all she was going to do was dig deeper in her delusion of what she had was safe.

Eyes narrowed he stepped back, his chin raised slightly as he did his best to ignore the sensation of their bond. Even if he rejected it, it would always call to him, but for now, it wasn't worth it.

"Like you would know what love is," he spat. "I have said what I needed to say, good night."

[forever-dancing-in-a-daydream]

Conor Maynard Imagine- “I’m pregnant””I’m going to kill you”

Requested! A request that wasn’t for Jack 😂🎉💗 Hope you like it xx

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Your pregnancy test was on the side in the bathroom but you were terrified to go look at it. If you were pregnant it was Conor’s baby and you and Conor weren’t in the best place in your relationship right now and bringing a baby into the picture was not going to help at all.

You checked the time 11:30 Conor might be back from partying soon or he might not and telling him you’re pregnant while he’s really drunk is not something you wanted to do.

You took a deep breath before slowly picking up the pregnancy test.

You dropped it.

Postive. No,no,no! This can’t be happening.

You didn’t know what to do.

You felt tears welling in your eyes.

You were terrified Conor would break up with you when you told him.

Conor had been feeling very depresssed lately and he was dealing with it in the worse possible way. Getting really drunk so he didn’t have to feel anymore. You two constantly were arguing about how often he went out and got wasted and it was ruining your relationship.

You sat on the bathroom floor for what felt like hours debating what to do.

You checked the time again, 1:30.

He should be back by now.

You decided to call Jack and ask him to bring Conor home.

Jack often didn’t drink that much when they went out now so he could look after his older brother.

You called Jacks number.

“Y/n hey, is everything okay?” He asked.

“Uh yeah ca-n you just Uh bring Conor home?” You asked he could hear it in your voice that you had been crying.

“Y/n what’s wrong? What happened?” Jack asked concerned.

“Just get Conor home.”You said before hanging up.

Just before you hung up you heard Conor say something about you in the background and all the boys laugh.

That stung. You thought he probably said something like “There’s always something wrong with her, she probably sad I’m out having fun and she’s not”.

The effect alcohol could have on him was crazy. He would go from the most loving boyfreind ever. Who would always want to be holding your hand or touching you in some way and also want to snuggle, to someone that was almost unrecognisable to you. He’d get angry easlily, he’d yell at you and he’d say thing that sober Conor would never say.

Eventaully there was a knock on the door.

You opened it to find Jack,Joe, Josh and Conor. Surprisingly it seemed like Conor wasn’t so drunk he was about to pass out.

“Why did you have to ruin my night of funnn?!” He slurred.

“Because, one its almost 2 am so it’s morning and two I need to talk to you” You hissed slightly.

He walked in, the boys were still stood at the door.

“Thank-“ You tried to say but were cut of by Conor.

“Why did you decide youuu wanted to talk to me at 3 amm?” He said still slurring.

“2, its 2 am and I’ll tell you but I need to say goodbye to your freinds first” You said trying to stay as calm as possible.

“Nooo let them stayyy” He insisted.

“Nah Conor it’s fine we’re leaving now” Joe said and they all gave you a sympathetic look.

They all understood that Conor’s depression could have an affect on you aswell. Well not really his depression but the way he acted because of it.

“Thank you guys bye!” You said as you closed the door.

“Why did you have to make them leave, you’re no fun at all!” He groaned.

His words hurt but you tried to brush it off.

“Because-“ You tried to explain but he cut you off again.

“You know the girls at the clubbb are wayyy more fun that you” He slurred.

You felt like someone had punched you hard in the chest. You never really thought about Conor kissing or sleeping with other girls when he was drunk. Because you trusted him. But then you remembered drunk Conor was and entirely different person.

This wasn’t the Conor you loved, this was the part of conor you hated.

“Don’t look so hurt I don’t actually sleep with them, I just have a bit of fun” He winked.

“Conor why are you doing this?” You asked, you felt tears welling in your eyes.

“What?” He asked.

“Trying to make me feel like shit” You were trying your best to hide your tears.

“Because you’re no fun” He said casually like it didn’t bother him at all that he was hurting you.

“Conor I’m pregnant” You blurted out.

“You’re what!” He yelled at you.

“I’m pregnant!” You repeated.

He leant on the kitchen work top and put his head in his hands.

“Im going to Jacks house he’s probably still up partying!” He walked out and slammed the door.

“No conor!” You yelled

“Please don’t leave.” You cried.

You sat by the door crying your eyes out.

You called his phone and found it on the work top. You threw if full force at a wall and watched it break into pieces on the floor.

You didn’t care.

-

It was gone 3 am when Conor staggered in.

Followed by Joe and Jack.

Conor barely even noticed you sat on the sofa with tears rolling down your face he saw his phone broken on the floor.

“Y/N IM GOING TO KILL YOU!” He yelled and turned to look at you.

He picked up his brand new iPhone X that you had completely destroyed.

Jack and Joe stood there unsure what to do.

“I didn’t mean to break it” You mumbled.

“Then why did you throw it at a wall?!” He hissed but down all the broken pieces on the kitchen work top.

“Because I was mad at you” You said.

He death glared you.

“Boys you can leave.” He told Jack and Joe.

Jack and Joe looked unsure. They looked at you to see your response.

“Just go” You mumbled.

So they left.

“For fuck sake!” He said slamming his hands on the work top.

“I’m sorry” You mumbled.

He didn’t even look at you he just staggered into the bedroom where you assume he fell asleep.

You slept on the sofa, well you didn’t really sleep that much.

You couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened.

You were terrified to talk to Conor in the morning.

What if that was it? What is your relationship was about to end? What would happen to the baby?

You heard Conor walk in at about 11 am.

You got up.

He saw his phone. Memories of what happened last night flooded in to his brain. Why did he say that? Why did he do that?

He turned around to look at you.

“Y/n” He mumbled and came and stood next to you.

“Do you remember what happened last night?” You asked quietly.

“Yeah.” He said looking down.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to break your-“ He cut you of by placing a finger over you lips.

“Shh, you did nothing wrong, I’m the one who should be apologising.” He said softly.

“I’m sorry for being such a shitty boyfreind. I don’t desvere you y/n. I’m so fucking sorry that I treated you like shit last night. I’m sorry about the way I reacted when you told me your pregnant.And I just want to say you have every right to want to break up with me.” He explained tears welling in his eyes.

“I love you Conor, I just hate drunk you.” You felt a tear roll down your cheek.

He Conor wiped away your tears.

“I’m sorry, I promise I’ll quit drinking. I wouldn’t drink again. That is if you still want to be with me?” He asked nervously.

“ I do.” You whispered and kissed him softly.

“I love you so fucking much y/n and I’m so excited to be a dad” He whispered.

“Shh don’t cuss in front of the baby” You giggled.

“But-“ You cut him off by kissing him again.

[siderealxmelody]

Vincent barred his teeth, as his sister growled. He could say any number of things to Samkiel. That he and Imogen were still noble blooded even if their keep had been small. The north was a hard place and they'd been forged in it well. He could say it didn't matter, that Imogen desvered this - to have someone who would protect her through everything.

He could even say he didn't believe Isaiah and he'd slit his throat at the first opportunity...he kept thinking of his mother, of the necklace he'd saved of hers to give to Imogen when the time was right.

How through everything their father did, all the hate he held for everything....she still loved him. She was a fool....but Vincent remembers his father's last words as he'd faced him in the hall.

"Good you're starting with me. If you'd stared with her I'd have killed you where you stood."

Their father had loved her more than he'd ever his children. But at least Imogen would know that love - that protection. Because Vincent had a mate, and once Camilla found a way to break him of his vows....he'd go home. He'd take back the power his people refused to give him. He'd rise father than his father ever dreamed he would.

"Yes. Let her in."

Cameron sneered looking at everything, turning to Samkiel.

"You can't actually believe this can you? Look at them, she's been here for a minute and they're like this. How do we know it's not some residual spell they put on her?"

She's never seen Imogen like this, so twisted around by a male. And maybe she had her own moments with Xavier...but - but he was good. She'd seen Isaiah work, train in the fighting pits they'd left her in.

That was another thing, how could Imogen stand to be around him, want him after everything his family had done to hers?

Did the family she found mean nothing now?

"Imogen get a hold of yourself. This is -"

Her knees nearly buckled, she gripped the bars. Vincent putting a steadying hand on her elbow. He took over, remembering the near overwhelming urges he'd felt around Camila. He didn't trust Isaiah as far as he could throw him.

Love wasn't enough. Hadn't their father always said he loved their mother? Didn't he also throw his baby brother from the window for the hounds?

Love was the bare minimum.

But now he knew the feeling, now he knew what it felt like - who was he to deny Imogen? He looked to Samkiel, his grip tightening on her wrist.

"Let them meet."

Isaiah would be held to the same standards as all Valg. He would Earn her like he'd earned Camilla. He remembered bringing the blade down on her wrists. It had destoryed a part of his soul that would never regrow.

But he'd earned her, saved her by that act. He'd give Isaiah that one chance - one chance to prove himself enough for her.

Even if he knew deep down, he'd never be.