#yesterdate

[dhenipausi]

Date with my beautiful mama 😘 #makingtime #yesterdate #latepost https://www.instagram.com/p/CpeLIBKLon4ws1em8FcOIhysNUvdLVc1Imd8dk0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bred-is-a-dumb-name]

I swear to God if one more person tells me "Well you look fine" during a flare up or otherwise disabling moment I might just snap. What part of invisible illness doesn't register. Do you want me to show you my fucked up organs??? Do you wanna see em??? Is that what itll take for you to admit im not healthy???? Augh.

[torsamors]

i opened my notes app to see a star trek post i was working on last night that i 100% did not. Remember doing

[randomalistic]

I had a dream I was playing totk and the flying guardians came back and there were also flying hinox. Smile …

[waytoobsessed]

It's the newest updates on the Glass blog

Are you feeling better? Headaches are the worst - Out of Glass

Headache is dull now 👍

[jjcocker]

im ight pass out but man. idc

[baekuras]

ladies and gentleman we back to "crying at 5am on a worknight-when will it ever stop?!" and i am sure my period being like a week away is not helping, even tho this feels more like general dread and helplessness and frustration and general mid 20s angst and not more usual pre-period drama it's not making this any better and i am mostly annoyed and angry between sobs....which is an interesting mix of emotions but not unusual

[lovverletters]

ILLUSION˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡

❝IN WHICH ㅡ Your husband seems to have change for the better. Although is it really him? Or somebody else masquerading as your husband ❞

A/N : Unofficial comeback hihi !! I made this in 3 hours please don't judge my word vomit

T/W : bad relationship, mentioned of murder, not edited, yandere theme, twist at the end

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[name] sighed for ninth time of the day, everything is going horribly for them.

Early this morning, they had accidentally burnt the breakfast they were cooking for you and their husband, Mauve. He did not take kindly to it and yelled at them before leaving for his work.

It only worsen as they had forgotten their lunch and had to work on an empty stomach while their less than pleasant boss chewed them up for their failing performances.

Then, their car broke down and had to be towed away while they went home on a cab with the world most unpleasant driver ever.

It felt as if the world was against them. Pinning them against the corner like a bully demanding for their lunch money.

Now, they sat at the dinner table staring at the food that's slowly growing colder as they waited for Mauve to come home. As the clock struck 10 and their husband was still not home, [name] sighed once more before cleaning up the table.

Despite their very best effort to avoid addressing the glaring issue of their crumbling marriage, [name] couldn't ignore it anymore.

Mauve and them hardly resembled a married couple, they don't spend time with each other due to clashing schedule and even if they were free, they'd much rather be alone than with each other. The two of them would bicker and argue over unnecessary stuff, don't even mention being physically intimate with each other. They're practically practicing abstinence.

[name] has been the only party making effort to keep the relationship going but Mauve was not doing the same.

It is clear as day that the spark and love they have had simply dried up.

" I should just divorce him at this point .. " [name] muttered before falling into a deep slumber.

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The next morning, they awoke to a delicious aroma coming from the kitchen. [name] sat up in surprise at the smell and walking to the source of the wonderful aroma.

To their surprise for the second time, they sees Mauve flipping pancakes in his suit and ties. Upon hearing their approaching footsteps, Mauve turned over and greetes them with a smile.

" Good morning honeybun, I made pancakes for breakfast. Come take a seat " He plated the freshly made pancakes and placing it on the table.

Huh? Honeybun? Where did that come from?

[name] were puzzled at Mauve's odd behaviour. He glanced at them worriedly when he realised they had not yet taken a seat and had been standing at the doorway with a gaping mouth.

" What's wrong honeybun? Why are you standing there like you've seen a ghost " Mauve placed a gentle hand on their shoulder.

" Whㅡ what's the special occasion, Mauve? " they dumbly said.

" Hm? Don't I always makes us breakfast everyday? " He said, albeit a bit confused.

[name] blinked. Once. Twice.

" No? I'd always do the cooking " They replied with an equally confused face.

Mauve went silent before rubbing the back of his neck nervously with a sheepish smile.

" Ah, I don't? I was just messing with you honeybun~ "

They squinted their eyes at their ' husband ', feeling suspicious of his change of behaviour. Just yesterday he was yelling at them for burning his toast and today he's done a complete 180.

" You don't usually call me petnames either. What is up with you today? " They sat down on the chair and begun cutting up the pancakes.

Mauve closed his mouth once again and stayed silent, [name] could almost hear the cogwheels in his brain turning to form a response. After a while, he finally spoke with a deep sigh.

" Look. [name], baby. I've realised all these years I've been a dick to you and not treating your right " His voice quivered.

" Yesterday, I had an epiphany of sort and I don't want to lose someone as amazing as you, [name]. Will you give me a second chance in loving you? " He held their hand in a gentle grasp, his eyes reflecting his sincerity.

[name] was at a loss for word. They genuinely didn't expect to hear that from their husband. They were ashamed of the tiny flame that sparked within them at his words.

They were conflicted, however after contemplating for some time in their head. They finally made up their mind. [name] placed their own hand atop of Mauve's and gave him a gentle smile.

" I honestly don't know what happened to you yesterday but .. I'm willing to give us a second try to make it work " They said softly.

A grin broke out on Mauve's faceㅡ something they had not seen in years. He then pull them into an embrace and littered kisses all over their faces.

" Thank you, baby. Thank you so much " He happiky hummed onto their skin.

[name] couldn't help but grew flustered at his onslaught of affection. They were not used to it but it wasn't unwelcomed. They slowly reciprocated Mauve's hug and buried their face onto his shoulder.

Finally, something's going right for them.

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He almost felt bad for fooling [name] on thinking that their pathetic excuse of a husband could ever change.

For someone as successful as Mauve was, he is incredibly stupid for neglecting the most amazing spouse a person could ever wish for. Honestly, he felt his blood boils seeing [name]'s astonished reaction to him performing simple husbandry dutiesㅡ it shows that the bastard never treats his spouse right.

It disgust him greatly to be Mauve's döppleganger, to share the same likeness as him. But without it, he wouldn't be able to intervene and replaces him.

Nonetheless, he'd already removed Mauve's out of the picture. If there's one thing he doesn't regret is watching the light slowly dimmed from Mauve's eyes as he kills him.

Now, he shall fulfill his position as [name]'s husband, 'Mauve'.

THE END˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡

[wonryllis]

𝜗𝜚ㅤTHAT'S MY GIRL! ( their idol s/o has dating rumours with someone else )

────𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖾𝖼���𝖾𝖼𝗒!

﹙NOTES.﹚ enhypen as your idol counterpart. fluff. fem!centered. lowercase intded. 1098wc. requested by anonie 𓈃 ๋ 𝐍𝐄𝐖 峠

𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 the one who ends up revealing your relationship in the most unhinged way. look he really loves the thrill of a secret relationship and he's so grateful to be chosen and loved by you but he just cannot stand you being romantically associated with someone that's not him. like why anyone else when he's literally here? sad baby starts a weverse live to vent in code (lies he planned it all so strategically, the perfect little irreversible plan) but ends up slipping your name in between as if he wasn't just giving it all away, "whose scrunchie is that? oh this blue one?" picking up the silk rubber from the corner the fans spotted it in,"it's y/n's," and when asked why, he's babbling on before anyone can stop him," because my baby was here yesterd-" live ended.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 the one who is so secure in himself, he wouldn't give a damn about it. please he couldn't be bothered in the least whether there's one or hundred rumours or articles, he knows he's the only one for you. though sometimes he would want to show you off a bit but that's okay there will come that day when he would put a ring on that finger and declare to everyone just how much he loves you. "jay did you know about that rumor i had with-" you enter the room, wanting some lovely words from your lovely boyfriend,"baby you know i love you lots no article or rumor's gonna change that ever," you giggle rushing over to him and leaving fluttering kisses on his cheeks, "just wanted to tell you he's apparently rumoured to have beef with you," "we meet after a week and that's all you gotta say? come on baby,"

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐔𝐍 the one who is full of himself, convinced it was just a lame ass set up for a while. he opens the article once, reads a lone single line and it's done. the next time you're meeting he'll be like, i saw the article of you with so and so, saw the pictures too and well i understand. can't deny your chemistry speaks but that's because they haven't seen you with me yet, "we literally define chemistry baby, he ain't nothing before me," his ego shines so bright and it's even crazy that you find that attractive about him. the next time he sees that idol he's gonna be hella sarcastic and fans are so confused to see the puppy guy behave like that. "i know he's no competition for me but honeybun how dare they like, man know your limits," he's not stressed he says all week.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 the one who ends up making dating rumours of himself with that idol. honestly he hates it, the rumours are eating away at him and it's worse that you're mc partners with that idol. will stare that guy's kidneys down when on an interview on the show. and then boom the next day there's articles all over the internet about how he was giving his heart eyes the entire time. "is this damage control or is this self sabotage?" he's questioning himself as much as he is questioning you, but does it really matter the mission was successful and now your name is no longer attached to that shit. now well it's his go to plan everytime you get dating rumours only stopping when it's his name beside yours, "baby, i got it all under control trust me. no one will ever try to pretend to date you," he's not leaving anyone unstained who dares to go for his baby.

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐎𝐎 the one who strangely gets excited over the news, boy are you sure it's rumours about your s/o? he's quite literally the first one to find out and he's ecstatic to know the love of his life is so popular and even more that you're getting free publicity like you go girl it's all an image, i know who's the real one. there is no jealousy jealousy, but he's still like,"don't be too cocky about your options, you're stuck with me bun," if he knows that idol, he's definitely talking about it in his next live, subtly trying to debunk the rumours saying oh my friend's got no rizz, way to roast for love. however there are moments of craziness when he'd add fuel to the fire and start new rumours, "babes, i got you some more publicity, your company's not doing shit for you they gotta thank me,"

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 the one who purposely tries to set you up for schedules with himself so that he can start rumours about you both. on his managers ass to arrange shows you can participate together in, to creat opportunities for him to interact with you as much as he possibly can. might even pressurize the poor manager to open fan accounts and spread rumours about y'all. "baby, i got this show for us next week, we're gonna be making news soon!" excited he speaks into the phone, on his way to your dorm without any disguise hoping paparazzi catches him?? with his manager running after him trying to convince him there's better ways. "wonie, do you wanna join we got married?" boom bam boom you're just as crazy as him, your mates cannot fathom how y'all haven't been discovered yet.

𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈 the one who teases you but in a sorta jealous, i need some validation kind of way. he knows it's not serious but he just can't help it, he just constantly wants to be reassured by you, it makes him feel all these giddy butterflies like yes i bagged this amazing person. and it's so sad he can't show it to the world, but if you love him back then that's all that matters. "heard you got a new boyfie?" he looks at you wiggling his brows in a pout as you hangout in an empty dressing room after your performances, "what no? you're my boyfriend, the permanent one," you assure his ass but he's liking this so much,"the how many side hoes have you got?" he starts again, "only one," you tease, "does it start with a r and end with an i?" "i don't think so," "y/n!" always ends like this.

TAGLIST ( open. ) @kangseulgithegreat @s00buwu @luvyev @pockyyasii @nctislifue @ashtxrie

[lichenes]

Velvet Ring

There's only one bed! And nightmares choose to not let you live them down. Prompt by the lovely @smdb-joost :D

CW: nightmares, mutual pining<333, confessions, brief mention of kissin

wc: 800

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“Shit, uhhh what do we do now?” Joost said as you both entered the room. “Uhh… I’m assuming I'm taking the floor?” He laughed.

Giving the fact that you and Joost have been friends for a long time you didn’t mind sharing a bed but when he suggested taking the floor, a small piece of you thought about all the ‘accidental’ touches, his sweet smiles which seemed only brighter when directed towards you and the way he looked at you when he was sure you weren’t. You hoped for the cheesy fantasy to come true so you could finally admit your feelings for him, hoping he’d reciprocate.

“So what’ll be?” You asked, leaving it up to him to decide. “The floor ‘s fine.” You felt your heart sink but you didn’t lose hope yet. You both showered, admittedly - separately and took your places. 

“Goodnight!” 

You were surrounded by your loved ones, your friends, yet- why… why did you feel so alone, so… unwanted. ‘What was it that gave you the idea to come here and ruin all of this for us?!’ You heard opting to not answer the remark and instead shield another part of yourself from others. ‘I can’t look at you anymore, you disgust me.’ Said a familiar voice which soon manifested as Joost’s form with a malevolent grin on his face. ‘You’re nothing.’

You gasped as your body rose to accomodate for the sudden pain which you couldn’t quite place as physical nor mental. You put your hand to your chest and realised you were heaving. Joost called your name from the foot of the bed. “What’s wrong?” You crawled from under the sheets towards him. “‘s nothing, just a n…” Your voice got stuck in your throat. “Nightmare.”

“D’you need to talk about it?” You looked at him with pleading eyes. “Can you please just hold me, please?” 

You were both lying on the bed, his arm around your waist, both spent from the day you had. You were more tired than ever, trying to keep your eyes open just to feel Joost’s warmth for a moment more.With the other hand he was tracing lazy patterns into your scalp. “You know you can tell me anything…” He said clearly expecting something from you. 

‘Not yet’ you thought. ‘Not just yet.’ 

“I know.”

You spent the rest of the night sleeping soundly. His strong arms gave away a pleasant heat which was comforting. You woke up feeling well rested which was a new but not an unwelcome feeling. “Hey, I just wanted to apologise for forcing you to comfort me yesterd- well, tonight.” 

He grinned at you with his usual charming smile which made your face get just a bit hotter. “You really didn’t force me, I was just helping a friend out.” A friend? No. You were more than that. You were stars, the moon itself, the way aurora borealis casts itself over the night sky. How could he ever convey that through words?

He saw them, the signs of your affection. The silly presents, the small touches, the playlists full of his songs, the love that radiated from you. Yet still he was unsure of your intentions, your feelings.

Next night went about as well as it could’ve. Joost still on the floor invited you jokingly to join him on the floor and you, as a joke - of course - did. “It’s not very comfortable, don’t you want to get on the bed?” You both decided after a while that actually, your idea was brilliant. 

You settled into the bed and so did Joost giving just enough space for the lord. You signed and scooted slightly towards him. He followed suit and put his arm around your waist staying mindful of your personal space so as to not scare you off. “Joost you can…” Your voice got stuck in your throat once more. “Alright!” He said enthusiastically, bringing you closer to himself. Your face got seriously hot when you could feel his breath on your neck and his eyes on you. 

“Wanna tell me something?” He said as if he knew and could feel your growing anxiety. “Joost.” You started. “I’ve been…” You couldn’t speak, your knees went weak despite you laying down. “Joost. I lo-” He interrupted kissing you deeply. You reciprocated the kiss not wanting to lose another minute without his touch on your body.

The kiss left you breathless and he looked even more content when you pulled back. “I need you. I need you so badly in my life.” You said, sounding increasingly desperate. “You know I need you too.” You went back for another kiss. That night you spent in his arms, this time not by chance but choice. His voice still echoing in your ears ‘I need you too..’

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[kanene-yaaay]

For a moment I got so caught up on the morning bless of waking up late and enjoying life and seeing so much fluff w Lan Yuan that i completely forgot about BLOGS in general

Anyway feel free to take a look at my other blog I do nothing there all day everyday, peace and love ♡ @kanene-yaaay-o-retorno

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I forgot which account I was VWUSGUSGSJSGSYSFUS EVERYONE IGNORE THAT

[laurentidal]

Confundus

Ginny sat alone in the stacks trying so hard to remember the spells she'd need to pass her exams. She knew that she'd learned everything. But ever since that spell backfired, her brain had been a little… scattered.

That awful Malfoy had been causing a scene again and she so wanted to shut him up. But something happened when she'd cast her spell. The wanted to Confund him. Make him think he was a chicken or something. But he must have been ready, and she ended up hitting herself instead. She shook it off, but in retrospect she probably should have gone to see Madame Pomfrey. Every now and then she would have strange thoughts. Like she was someone else. Her brain must have gotten more rattled that it seemed at first.

Tori - no. Ginny. Ginny got to her feet and sighed. She'd never pass at this rate. None of the spells she tried to cast were working. Not even that basic ones. It's like all her magic had disappeared. But that was impossible. It had to just be in her mind. Maybe once she went home and got some sleep.

Wait, home? She wouldn't be going home until school was done for the year. Why did she think she was going home tonight? What she needed was to find her friends. They always had a way of getting out of trouble. Maybe they could help. But where would they be?

Just then, Harry rounded the corner. Perfect.

"Ginny," he said with a wicked grin. "I've been looking for you."

"Oh yeah?" she asked. They hadn't been together long, but all that time pent up and waiting for it, Tori hadn't waited long to fuck him. Ginny. Ginny hadn't waited long. "And why were you looking for me?"

He reached out and ran his hands along her side, brushing her breast. "No real reason."

Her nipples stiffened at his touch. What had she wanted to talk to him about? It mustn't have been very important. That was another thing. Thoughts were sliding out of her mind with some regularity. She was in danger of becoming the new Neville. And it seemed to happen more around Harry. It must have just been her horniness taking over her brain.

"You want to go back to the dorms?" she asked running a finger slowly along the bulge she saw in his pants.

"Why wait?" he said. "I do have the invisibility cloak. We could do it right here."

He pulled up a large sheet that looked a little different from the cloak she'd seen him use before. But she must have just been wrong. She was so silly. It was his cloak after all. He'd know what it was. She giggled softly.

"People will hear."

"I'll just hex you mute."

That was a good point. She was soooo happy he was so smart. Especially since she couldn't do any magic at all right now. He walked over and hung the blanket across the door to their little room.

"There. Now no one can see us in here."

That wasn't how it worked! Tori had read enough to know that. You had to put it over yourself. Right now it was just a curtain in the door. But. But. Ginny wasn't Tori! She wasn't! And Ginny trusted Harry. Harry knew how his own invisibility cloak worked. He was the smart one. She was just the silly girl with no magic or brain.

"So," he said expectantly. "Strip."

Ginny smiled happily. He was always so direct. So commanding. Ever since they'd met yesterd… Ever since they'd started dating. He told her what to do and she did it. She was a good girlfriend. He pointed his wand at her.

"Muffliato."

She knew that one. It made her quiet. Harry often liked to cast that on her when she was annoying him. It made her so wet that he had so much power over her. She couldn't even defend herself without magic. So hot. She stood there, voiceless and naked as Harry looked at her.

"l can't believe this really worked," he said happily. 'You really think you're her, don't you? And you think this is Hogwarts. And I'm him. This whole fantasy I built for you… Amazing."

Ginny looked at him questioningly but content. She didn't know what he was saying but he was sooooo much smarter than she was. It would have been so silly to ask him anything. She wouldn't have understood it anyway.

"Alright 'Ginny,"' Harry said, pants falling to the floor. "We're going to fuck now. It's going to be ~~magical~~. And maybe when we're done I'll let you come back to reality. Tori's friends will be missing her eventually."

Ginny nodded eagerly at the word fuck and didn't really listen to anything else. If she could speak, she'd have squealed with excitement. Ginny loved to fuck. And after all, they were invisible. She'd been so worried earlier. Why? As long as she had a dick inside her, there was nothing else to worry about. She let her wand fall to the ground as she took a new length of wood and what little was left of her dumb little brain burst completely.

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[thebearer]

Your angst writings always hit so good! would you be able to do a part 2 of “I wish I never met you” ?!? love you so much! xoxo

It had been a sickening, grueling three weeks- going on four.

No phone calls, texts. You'd shown up to the apartment in the middle of the day, when you knew he was at work, moved all your stuff out. Left your key on the kitchen island. Just vanished. Like you'd never existed to him in the first place.

Like he'd never met you.

Carmen's words rang in his head in the most thundering tone, flooding his mind all the time. Prepping in the kitchen, during a rush, listening to Richie's stories, and the worst was at night. When he sat alone in the emptied apartment, where it was the loudest.

Carmen could hear his tone again, angry and biting. So cruel, cruel to the one person that wanted to do something nice for him, who cared about him during that time. Carmen pinched his eyes shut, and he could hear Mikey's voice over his own, scoffing at him, "The fuck's wrong with you, Bear?" Carmen didn't know. He really didn't.

"She text you back?" Richie asked, rounding the corner to see the piles of blue messages on Carmen's screen. He grimaced, biting his tongue, seeing Carmen's blood shot eyes, heavy with dark rings around them. The kid looked rough, that was for sure.

"Don't." Is all Carmen offered back. A short, defeated comment that had Richie flinching. There wasn't even exasperation, annoyance that someone dared to check in on him. No, this was hurt. Carmen was hurting, that was for sure.

So, Richie did what any good cousin would do, what Mikey would want him to do.

He called you. Asked to meet up, "just because you and Carm are... whatever, doesn't mean you can't talk to me, right?" He felt it was a good sign you didn't say you were broken up, an even better one when you agreed to meet.

"I don't really know if I should go-" You hesitated, looking at the black sign of The Bear- the one Carmen had been so excited about a few weeks ago.

"Nah, c'mon, I just gotta run in for a second. Can't leave you out here." Richie nodded, twisting the key into the door.

You knew you shouldn't. You wanted to see Carmen, you did, but what would you even say to him? What could you say to him?

Still, you let yourself follow Richie, lingering in the locker back rooms next to the office, back turned, hoping to avoid him.

"Thank fuck, Cousin, I needed those orders yesterd-" Carmen stopped, chef clogs squeaking against the floor, halting when he saw you.

You felt your mouth run dry, unsure of what to say, what to think. Richie could feel the tension, thick and cutting in the air. Neither one of you moved, just faced the other, waiting for them to say something-anything.

Richie cleared his throat, catching both your attentions. "'m just gonna," He stepped towards the office, opening the door and jerking his head towards it. "Let you guys talk."

Carmen hesitated, blue eyes flashing to yours, a sliver of hope swimming in the sorrow. He held his hands out, a gesture for you to go first, and when you did, he stopped himself before letting his hand trail on your back. It was what he always did when you walked in front of you, a hand on the small of your back, just so gentle and a gesture that told you he had you.

You looked around the office, your eye catching the still framed picture of the two of you. The Bear's one year anniversary, your arms around Carmen, holding his cheek close to you, lips smushed against his other cheek.

"I, uh, I-I don't even know what to fuckin' say." Carmen started, hands shaking, so he clasped them behind his back.

"I think you said it all before." You bit, a malice to your tone that was cold and mean, left Carmen cringing.

"I didn't... I didn't mean that." Carmen muttered.

"Carmen, you did."

"No, no. I-I didn't fucking mean that. Please-"

"-You don't say shit like that if you don't mean it." You glared at him pointedly.

"I didn't mean I wish I had never met you." Carmen was frustrated, heart hammering, hand running through his hair. "I-I meant that... That I wish... That I know, that you'd be better off if you'd never met me." He admitted, voice cracking and shaking with the admission.

You could feel your heart breaking, sinking low in your chest at the wobble of his bottom lip that he tried to hide, two hands pressing to his face to cover it. "I'm just... I'm so fucked up. I'm so beyond fucked, and-and you're so good to me, and I-I shouldn't... I don't want to fuck you up, ok? I don't want to ruin you and-and just do that to you, because you don't deserve it. You don't deserve any of this, baby, and I'm so fuckin' sorry."

You're reaching for him before either of you really know what's happening. It's instinct, the sob falling from his lips enough to tell you he's genuine. It's what you knew, that Carmen was emotional and hurting, but he'd never admit it. It still hurt you, how harsh his words were. Carmen's tears soaked the front of your shirt, your own falling onto his shoulder where you held him.

It was going to be a lot, a lot of rebuilding and repairing. You'd need time, so would he. He'd agree to go back to meetings again, and you'd agree to try and forgive him. You'd be better soon, with time.

[echantedtoon]

Demonstober Day 4 Yuki Onna

Yuki Onna means 'Snow woman' in Japanese. It is a kind of frost spirit that usually appears as a beautiful woman in a white robe with long black hair. In some stories, the Yuki Onna is good and helps people in the mountains. In other stories, she is evil and freezes people.

(Warnings for death by freezing/drowning in cold water.)

Tagging: @lavenderdropp @six-eyed-samurai @trancylovecraft @cherrysuzaku

Remember if you want to be added to the spooktober taglist lemme know

"Come now, Lotus Blossom.~ Aren't you happy to see your husband? After all ..This is all your fault."

"N-No. NO!! YOU'RE NOT REAL!!"

"Not real? But, Dearest. I'm right here.~"

"GET AWAY FROM ME!"

Cold.

The night was so cold and unforgiving. With leaves up to half her legs, and the cold air seeping into her skin despite the extra layers and thick rabbit fur coat she had over her shoulders. It sent a shiver down the woman's spine and sent shockwaves coursing throughout her body. Hands rubbed against themselves and were blown on by warm breath in huffs from her mouth between chatters of teeth before being shoved back under her arms in an attempt to keep warmer.

Tears were not helping.

Rolling down her cheeks and stinging the skin when the cold air rolled over it as if some kind of cruel kiss. Eventually dropping onto the coat. How long has it been now? Four maybe five hours of walking westward? Seemed about right. The moon was still high in the sky and luckily it was bright enough to light her way. She was even more grateful that it hadn't snowed yet. Leaving behind trackable footprints would only put everything in jeopardy and she couldn't have that. The night was still young with a good few hours still until dawn. And the first day of traveling was the most important one. It was the day she had to get the most distance between her and her old life.

Which was easier said than done.

She had thought of many things to cover her tracks. Faking illness to 'stay home and rest up.' Also if everyone thought she was sick with the stomach flu, they'd stay away so that'd buy her some time before anyone got worried and came to check on her. She had made sure to leave in the dead of night to avoid anyone spotting her fleeing. She had closed the shutters on her windows and left her fire going. That would make it seem like she was home and no one would know because the windows were blocked. By the time someone did notice, she would've already been long gone and no one would know where she was.

Would it make her look suspicious to everyone else that she disappeared after Douma was found dead? Yes. Most likely. But she couldn't risk staying there and having someone just putting the missing pieces together. Her life would be endangered. It was already in danger, but she'd been incredibly lucky that no one had put anything together but that could change. Someone could put it together right now as they slept. Or tomorrow. Or this week. Or next week! Hell! Someone could have figured it out right now! Someone could be storming her house for just right this very moment and her wouldn't know because she had made the choice to leave before anyone could.

Even IF no one ever found out, it was still better for everyone if she left. Before...

Before anyone found out you killed someone!

It was an accident. It was all just an accident. You didn't mean for it to happen! It just did. 

And now here you were. Running through the snow away from your sins-

The man wouldn't leave you alone. Back home he was considered to be the most beautiful man in the surrounding provinces. He had it all. Wealth, power, territory, and as many woman AND men fawning over him as he pleased. It was no secret he liked to pick and choose who to add to his harem and who to discard which was always constant. However his parents decided that it was a time he picked someone to marry. Wouldn't stop him.from having his harem as you've come to know. You remembered that cursed day like it was yesterday. The cold fall day fathers and grandfathers came out of the wood works to parade their beautiful and eligible daughters and granddaughters. Dressing them up like they were already expecting to be married right then and there, and encouraging them to bat their pretty lashes and act seductively towards the beautiful man that came strutting into the town with his large entourage of followers and servants.

You couldn't help but stare in awe along with everyone else because the rumors WERE true. He WAS absolutely beautiful as the rumors said and it was a sight to behold for sure. However the way he cooed over the women forcibly giggling, smiling, batting their lashes, and acting like they were oh so in love-..It made you feel like barfing all over the firewood you were trying to sell the crowd.

"Oh, my. Such a beautiful woman.~ And is that handsome thing your brother? Mm. My, my. I might just take you both home with me.~"

You felt like gagging and you did, which might've been the mistake that started it all. You stuck your tongue out and pointed a finger at your mouth before rolling your eyes and turning back to try and gain the attention of a man staring in awe of the entire thing. However two eyes had found the sight and watched as you tried to hustle up business. You didn't even notice the tall figure walking over to you until you felt someone looming over you and you stopped to look, freezing at the sight of rainbow irises boring into your soul and a fake smile plastered onto his face. 

"My, my. And here I thought I met all the beautiful young ladies here.~" The way he spoke made you shiver and NOT in the good way. It was more of a cold shiver in warning, like the kind when you knew a snow storm would hit. "What is a beautiful maiden like yourself doing tonight?~"

You did NOT having so many stares on you.abd only bluntly gestured to bag of wood you carried. "Selling wood." You tried again prodding the man for sales but a handsome face annoyingly popping between you two stopped you.

"I didn't know that a lady such as yourself would be working so hard.~"

You stared at him deadpanned at this point. "Money doesn't earn itself, Mister. And neither does food magically appear on my table or in my stomach. I have to earn a living in order to get by." Your eyes narrowed. "You know. Like the AVERAGE person has to."

He hummed blinking a moment before smiling wider. "Well why don't I but your firewood?"

"I'm sure a man like you has no need for my wood. I would prefer to sell them to people who need them much more."

You made to step around him but a cold hand on your shoulder had you jump. "You're too kind. Allow me to help you with that."

"No thank-"

"NOW WHICH ONE OF YOU KIND PEOPLE WILL BE WILLING TO SHOW THIS LADY SOME KINDNESS IN RETURN AND HELP YOUR FELLOW MAN!?"

"I'LL GIVE TEN YEN FOR THE ENTIRE BAG!"

"I BID TWENTY FIVE!"

To probably try to impress the man or show off, the fathers and other people began shouting and grabbing at your bag almost like starved animals. In the end your bag was empty from the on slot and a decent amount of coins were in your hands. But it didn't feel right. You didn't gain them by honest means but by someone else's manipulative words. 

"See? Now that was so kind of them, and as you know good deeds are rewarded." The arm still around your shoulder tightened as you looked at him. 

"I didn't ask for help."

"Oh but one good turn deserves another-"

"NO! This isn't right."  Harshly and earning a gasp from most people around you, you wretched his arm off of yourself and instead slapped the bag of money into his hand before pushing it towards the blinking man firmly. "I won't take money unless I want it honestly, not because you asked people to buy my wood. Take the money YOU earned and spend it elsewhere."

You went home pushing past the crowd of people looking horrified, shocked, or just straight up glared at youl You didn't care. You didn't ask him to help you and you weren't going to take their money! You'd rather survive on the thin soup you were used to having to eat than cheat people out of their hard earned money! You might be poor but at least you could say you've never stolen anything or committed a crime. 

However that one act was enough to make obsession creep into the man. For he hadn't had anyone treat him like you before. Why the very next day he was still in the village and was knocking on your door. You answered to him smiling widely at you.

"Hello, Fair Maiden.~ Took me all morning to find you."

"What do you want?"

"I've gotten the impression that you were angry with me and I can't help but feel bad. I've returned the money to the people."

"You came all the way out here to tell me that? You shouldn't have manipulated them into giving it to me in the first place."

"Ah. Such a kind soul. Pure and always does the good and honest thing.~"

"Are you here to apologize? If so just say so and go away! I have more wood to try and sell!"

He chuckled sounded faker than a girl's make up. "And no nonsense. I like that in a woman! You're the first person who told me off like that and so boldly in front of everyone!" He held held out his arms. "I've decided that you are the lucky woman to become my wife!"

You stared at him. Blinking once. Twice slowly. Before a scowl marked your features. "Go screw your harem and get out of my sight!"

You slammed the door into his stupid face and marched away. That should've been where things ended. But it didn't. For the remainder of his stay there he would bother you ALL day EVERY day! Both by himself but also by a few of his entourage and a group of your village's girls still following him and giving you glares and dirty looks. He'd just watch you and NOT SHUT UP!! Every second of every day it was always asking you questions which you only silently glared, or talking about himself. How much territory his parents owned, the money they made from all the businesses they ran, how much he could spoil you, what things he wanted for the wedding when you finally said yes, how much he just adored sake baths, his favorite tailor, how great of a lover he could be in b-

You ended up throwing the entire bucket of cold stream water on him before he could even THINK of finishing that sentence making his servants gasp and the group of women following him look horrified. You however just refilled your bucket and walked past him all the way home. Slamming the door behind you and refusing to come out for the rest of the day. If he wasn't talking at you or about himself he'd just go on and ON about the most random crap! How winter was so close now, how much the leaves crunched under his feet, how rice balls were superior to miso soup- 

GODS YOU COULDN'T STAND HIM!! TO MARRY HIM WOULD BE A WORSE FATE THAN DEATH ITSELF!!

Thankfully he left soon after but his nuisance still persisted more as the fall season rolled along. It started with messengers bringing you letters. They were always either love letters bragging about himself or poetry so sappy it'd even make a romance novelist cringe. By the fourth letter you didn't bother reading them anymore and just tore every one to shreds in front of the horrified messenger. Then started with the gifts. A small bracelet, a bag of silver, a new silk kimono- You had to fight every single time to get the messenger to take it back threatening to toss it in the river nearby. One man refused so you kept your word. Marching up to the cold water and tossing the small diamond studded necklace as far as you could into the Water's depths. The man was horrified by your actions and cussed you out but you were already inside slamming the door in his face. The letters stopped after that. The gifts stopped after that. All the messengers coming with gifts, letters, and offers stopped after that. You didn't hear anything else about or from Douma for the rest of the fall season and early into winter. You thought you were finally free of the man and he found some other desperate woman to marry. However you were very wrong.

It started one night.

It was still early enough for you to be awake but late enough for a lot of people to be asleep by now. You were too cold to sleep so you wanted some tea however it would mean getting water from the river just outside of your house to have it. You weren't expecting that company would be waiting for you just outside by the river. You stood there axe in one hand to break the ice completely freezing over the top of the rapid currents. The ice was too thin to stand on but thick enough that you had to get something to break it if you wanted water. 

The snow started to lightly fall again. Crap. You'd have to be quick before the ice froze back over too-

"THERE YOU ARE, DARLING!" You almost swung the axe at the voice suddenly behind you instead you looked behind you and nearly had an stroke just seeing his stupidly smiling face right there behind you much too close. "I was thinking I'd have to stay at the inn to wait to see you again!"

You scowled. "You?! You again?! What do you want?!"

"Now now. Is that anyway to treat your husband-to-be? I came all the way here just to personally win your heart!~"

"So you decided to visit a woman's house in the middle of the night? Do you have any idea how creepy that is?!" You lost your appetite. Marching away from him but he stopped you by grabbing your arm and pulling you back. Making you drop the axe and bucket into the snow and facing his back towards the river. "Let me go!"

"Now that's not very ladylike. Or fair to me. I've poured my heart out to you and you're being so mean to me. All I want to do is love you."

"YOU?! You've got a lot of nerve saying that to me after everything you've done!" You struggled more but his hold was unrelenting.

"Why can't you just accept your place by my side? You should feel grateful! Every woman would want this."

"I DON'T!! NOW LET GO!"

With one action, you sealed both of your fates. In a desperate rush of adrenaline, you charged at his larger form and rammed him as hard as you could with your free shoulder. The man did let go. I'm fact he left the front of you completely. The force driving him backwards off guard, slipping on a slippery patch of snow and down he went-

A sickening crack sound filled the night.

A loud deathly splash followed it up spraying you in water.

Instinctively you reached up your arms to cover your face... before slowly looking back up. And then freezing in shock at the grisly scene before you. 

A large hole was cracked into the ice. Large enough for a large man to easily jump into. The dark water sloshing around the edges as the currents still surged under the ice. Snowflakes still floating around you. The only witnesses to the crime.

Douma gone.

You stared in horror as what you've done samk in. Your lungs hyperventilated as you looked around. You were the only one there by some devious miracle. I'm fear, you quickly retrieved the axe and bucket before running into your house and closing the door behind you against the sins done that night. 

The next morning you were hoping it was nothing but a dream. It sure seemed that way. The snow and cold from last night had already filled in any footsteps and the river had already frozen over again when you willed your shaky self to come outside and see. You prayed it was just that. A bad nightmare even though deep down you knew the truth. 

You KILLED him.

You didn't know what to do except keep it to yourself. There was no witnesses or proof so you should be fine. You continued on with life as normal. Keeping your head down and not speaking a word of anything. It only took a week for news of Douma's disappearance to reach your village and for you to hear the gossip. Word was he just walked out one night and never said anything about where he was going. Some said he ran away with a lover while others said that he was just traveling to enjoy himself as usual and just didn't tell anyone. You didn't comment on anything and kept to yourself. 

The guilt eating and eating at your mind! 

In fact you think it was starting to make you go crazy! You thought you started hearing things at night. Some laughter from up the snowy hill whenever you got water. The sounds of someone walking around your door. The calling of your name once or twice. You always looked but never saw anything or found any footsteps. 

You couldn't take it anymore! The place was too stained in sins and it was only a matter of time before you were suspected. So you left.

A fresh start somewhere else would be the best thing for you. It didn't sound too bad if one thought about it. A new life away from the toxic gossip and possible dangers but it was easier said than done. It's not easy leaving your whole life behind. Everything she's built for herself. Everyone she knew and cared about. Her entire livelihood. But..it was the only way. She'd have to start from the ground up in unfamiliar territory but... It'd work out. Somehow she'd make it work.

Her eyes felt heavy as sleepiness crawled in but she had batted it away every time it arrived. Westward. She had to go westward. Every step she took was one more step to something better. Every tree she passed getting farther away meant less danger. It's all that mattered. The moon rose and fell giving way for her brother the sun to start his journey to light up the world. The slowly absorbing sunlight brought some warmth to the world but it was still rather cold and made her body shiver still. She was tired. So tired but she carried on. She only stopped briefly once to fill a gourd in a nearby stream and eat some of the bread and cheese she packed herself and took a break to check her makeshift map. The tiny stream was on it so at least she knew she was going the right way. But it'll still be a long time before she came to the mountains let alone the nearest town which was right past the mountain. So she started again. Walking and walking and walking. Hour after hour. Step after step. Until it started to get sundown and she finally allowed herself to sleep but not before lighting up a campfire to keep. By the time she woke up the next morning she was shivering cold again and the ashes of the fire were softly simmering out. She made extra sure to put out the ashes and try to disguise the remains of the fire just in case someone might've come looking for her. Then it was back to walking westward.

She only hoped she was doing the right thing.

Day after day passed. Colder and colder the wind chilled. Flat land of dead grass became slowly steeper and steeper as hours and days and nights meshed together. She didn't know how much time had passed really but she was starting to run out of food. Water was scarce. And it was starting to close in on her-

And then it started to snow

F/c eyes had woken up to frost that morning and barely enough energy to open her eyes let alone stand. The fire long since died out leaving the cold to creep it's unforgiving hands over her. The sky had been taken over by darkened clouds so not even the sun's warmth would be blessing the earth.

Teeth chattered. Food was gone by that day's end. Water only a dream. Warmth scarce. Cold only bring the deadly company as the path became steeper.

And then it started to snow.

Lost. Everyway looked the same. Barren trees inviting death as no life was left behind by Old Man Winter's deathly kiss.

"...Y/n.~"

The ghostly voice against the wind startled her into stopping blinking against the wind and squinting out..No. The cold was playing tricks on her mind once more. She would've kept going if a laugh hadn't made her whip around-

And her mouth opened wide in horror.

It was a man standing there. 

A man as pale as the snow and fingernails and lips as blue as the sky. Platinum silver hair fluttered around his head and whipped around in the wind. The only color to his body was those rainbow irises frosted over like the outside of a stain glass window on a chilly day. 

Douma.

No...No. NO! Douma was DEAD!! You KILLED him!! You SAW it happen!! With your body frozen and fear kicking in, you could only do one thing.

R U N!!

Teeth chattered. Arms uselessly rubbed her sides to no avail. She lost feeling in most of her body. Couldn't even feel the cold from how numb she was. But she still pressed on despite being lost and cold. Step after step. Snowflakes kissed pale skin as if inviting her to rest and let the cold take her away in a peaceful slumber. But she couldn't.

She...

Couldn't....

Steps stumbled. A weakened body collapsed to the cold ground. Tired. She was so tired. So cold. So numb. Vision blurred and fluttered. Head spun as eyelids drew heavy. Darkness closed in as eyelids fluttered closed to the cruel world. Ears ringing softly as the world caved in and faded away with black as her breath weakened. 

And a dark smiling shadow fell over her.

"...p-please...n-no-.."

"Shh. Darling, it's alright. Now we can be together forever just like I wanted."

Quiet. Peaceful silence echoed throughout the barren Forrest of trees. Celebrating the claiming of the warm life now laid upon the falling snowflakes. Coating her in white. A fitting wedding shroud for the ice cold groom.

[rosetterer]

COMING HOME, COMING HOME, TELL THE WORLD I'M COMING HOME, LET THE RAIN, WASH AWAY, ALL THE PAIN OF YESTERD-

[villainintern]

Has the update has been delayed again

Noooo heyyy idk what you're talking about!! I released it yesterd-

-Okay getting real. Here's the sitch:

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TL;DR, I'm still debugging 😔😔 and I probably will be until the end of the week. Why are the bugs so unkillable? Well, I've hit the point in the story where combat is really introduced. This is awesome and I'm very excited about it.

Too excited even. I wrote a bunch of different branching ways to beat a person up and now there's so much text. And I'd like for everyone to be able to get to the chapter 1 ending I wrote in narrative order, instead of hitting a random misplaced paragraph. So I'm doing my due duty and sanding down the mechanical kinks before I drop the update, even though I want to show u guys noww so bad.