#it's just that my heart breaks a little evey time that i see someone i admired become an angry old hateful person

[elwing-myrmeleo]

Are you ever afraid of getting old? And I don't mean it as in having wrinkles and white hair and saggy skin. I'm afraid of not understanding the world anymore, of being afraid of new ideas, of retracting in myself so much that I forget the important things in life, of being so disillusioned that I become hateful. I'm afraid of becoming a bigot, so I try to remind myself everyday how not to be one, what it means to live in an happy community, where everyone is loved and cared for, even old people that don't really fit in anymore

I guess you could call it my anti-aging routine.

#fear #aging #anti aging #it's just that my heart breaks a little evey time that i see someone i admired become an angry old hateful person #i don't think i'm immune to it #i should write poems or stories to read to myself when I'm old

[athanza]

NSFW Alphabet: Eric Coulter

A=Aftercare: (what they're like after sex)

I think he would be good at the basics; laying there with you afterwards, holding you, stroking your back, letting you both wind down after what we all know would be a pretty wild session. I feel like he'd get more attentive over time as his feelings for you get stronger.

B=Body part: (favourite body part on you and himself)

Oh this guy is an ass-man without a doubt. In a sexual sense he loves your ass, and loves anal too. He loves seeing you in tight workout leggings or shorts and loves to work out with you just to have a nice view while he's training. In a romantic sense he really loves your smile, it seems cheesy but seeing you smile makes him melt just a little bit evey time. His favourite part on himself would probably be his arms, he loves the fact that he can pick you up effortlessly and he knows you like them too.

C=Cum: (how fast he comes and where)

Oh, he takes his time. He's had enough experience to know how to keep himself going for as long as possible. Making you cum first is top priority and he prides himself on being able to make you cum just with his mouth or fingers. This man is a pleasure dom. As for where he likes to cum, he loves to make you swallow and watch you do it. If you don't like to swallow he loves watching his cum drip down your breasts and cleavage.

D=Dirty secret: (self explanitory)

I feel like despite seeming like a complete sadist on the outside, he's secretly a masochist. He gets turned on whenever you sparre with him, especially when you land a punch, jab, or inflict any kind of pain on him. It would take him a while to admit it to you though.

E=Experience: (how much Experience he's had)

A decent amount. One night stands were his thing before he met you and he's definitely broken a few hearts.

F=Favorite position:

As an ass-man he loves doggy, whether you're doing vaginal or anal, he just loves watching your ass jiggle while he fucks the life out of you. He also likes reverse cowgirl, prone bone, snake, valedictorian, and he likes upstanding citizen because he loves being able to pick you up.

G=Goofy: (is he more goofy or serious in bed?)

Definitely more serious but he does have a playful side and loves your giggle.

H=Hair: (downstairs grooming)

He keeps it trimmed and neat, I don't think he could be bothered shaving unless you asked him lol

I=Intimacy: (how intimate does he get? Is he rough or gentle?)

I think he'd get surprisingly intimate during sex, especially if it's a longer session. He likes to hold you close against him and feel your breathing as he pleasures you, and oh my god this man loves eye contact despite liking your ass so much. This man is touch starved and the affection and intimacy he gets from you make him feel things. As for gentle or rough it's definitely more of the latter, he takes breaks sometimes to help him last longer but sex with Eric is usually rough unless you want otherwise.

J=Jacking off: (how often does he do it and why?)

He usually has you when he's horny so he doesn't usually need to jack off very often. But on the occasion that you're not around and he's a little frustrated rubbing one out is just what the doctor ordered and he loves to do it while holding your underwear.

K=Kinks:

Oh he's a kinky motherfucker and we all know it. Breath play, impact play, BDSM, edge play in general, orgasm control, humiliation, role play, this man is down for a lot but won't do anything you're not comfortable with.

L=Location: (where he likes to get it on)

He usually likes to keep it professional around his colleagues and prefers to have his time with you in your apartment, but if you can find an empty store room or closet and he's particularly horny he'll take the opportunity.

M=Motivation: (what turns him on/makes him tick?)

He loves it when you're being all tough-guy towards shitty colleagues or bratty new initiates. He loves watching you kick ass or shatter someone's pride with just one sentence, it's so fucking sexy to him. He also loves it when you call him 'sir', 'daddy' is ok too but 'sir' really gets him going. But even just saying his name during sex is enough to get him going. Also, wearing anything that shows off your ass like workout leggings/shorts, tight skirts/jeans etc.

N=No (what turns him off during sex?)

He doesn't like being humiliated or being submissive. He also absolutely not interested in cuckholding, watersports or feet.

O=Oral: (giving and receiving. How skilled is he?)

He's very skilled, and L-O-V-E-S eating you out, especially from behind. He also loves it when you go down on him and drag your nails down his chest. He LOVES leaving marks on you and when you do the same to him.

P=Pace: (how fast he is and how long he lasts)

His stamina and endurance are through the roof. Good luck.

Q=Quickie: (does he like them?)

He does, but he prefers to take his time with you.

R=Risk: (does he like to try new things?)

Tbh there's not much else to try with him lmao. He will try something new if you ask him though unless it involves lack of birth control, he prefers to be very safe in that department.

S=Stamina: (how long can he go for?)

Refer to "P"

T=Toys: (is he game to use toys on himself or others?)

Eh. He doesn't think he needs them but will use some on you if you ask.

U=Unfair: (does he like to tease or be teased?)

SO unfair. Oh he loves teasing you, he gets off so much on getting you all hot and bothered and making you wait all day (sometimes longer if he's off on an assignment) till you're alone and even then he'll hit you with orgasm control till you're pleading with him to let you cum.

V=Volume: (is he loud or quiet during sex?)

I wouldn't say he's loud per se, but he does like talking to you and letting you know you're doing good, whether that be by telling you or by letting out a moan or grunt.

W=Wildcard: (random headcanon)

This man is touch starved. He loves having physical contact with you, sexual or not. And omg he will melt if you run your fingers through his hair or rub his shoulders after a long day.

X=X-ray: (let's take a closer look under those clothes...)

Around 7 inches, a little girthy but not a lot. Nice balls.

Z=Zzzz: (does he fall asleep after sex? If so, how quickly?)

Depending on the day he's had he'll fall asleep pretty quickly. Though he does like staying awake for a bit to take in the feeling of you asleep on his chest or in his arms and hear your steady breathing. He doesn't let himself stay up too late though as he needs to be up very early for work.

#thirst post #eric coulter #divergent #insurgent #alphabet #jai courtney #fic #fanfic #eric #divergent eric #headcanons #headcanon

[alimistica]

i consider myself as straight and i’ve been in a relationship with a great guy for over two years now

but when i first fell in love it was a girl. i was like 12 and she was 15. she was polish and moved to italy when she was 10. she spoke perfect italian with an eastern accent. she was astonishing. she was litterally the most beautiful girl i have ever met. sharp nose, thin lips, and ice eyes. she used to dye her pixie cut hair bright red.

she failed some years in middle school and when i was in second year of middle school she was put in our class.

she wasn’t shy at all, but still she was pretty silent, and at the same time kinda showing up some superiority. she had that arrogance all around her, but not in a negative or repulsive way. i saw something in her that thrilled me from the inside since the beginning.

if someone approached her she was an easy talker, totally open about liking girls, but she was actually intimidating for the most of us. she wore big clothes, i don’t know how to put it, like rapper style? big pants, big tshirt, and the ultimate “rapper” shoes they had in our little city: globe. lol

despite looking and acting way older than she really was, she was indeed very fragile and i had the opportunity and the blessing of getting to know that part of her, and i will be forever grateful to her for making me understand the importance and the humanity and realness in every emotion. i never knew better before. i come from a family where you’re only allowed to show a quiet happiness, nothing more seemed okay showing to everyone from my perspective. she was only 15 after all, and she quickly became my role model. unfortunately, she used to be in “bad companies” (idk how to phrase this, but i don’t think smoking p0t, drinking and going to raves at that young age means your friends are good friends).

long story short, from the first days in class we clicked. i was interested in her from the first moment. i didn’t really think at that as a real “thing”, i mean, i was 12 going for 13, never kissed or anything, really out of that world irl (…let’s not talk about my shameful 2012 Facebook roleplay era, for god’s sake, that’s another story for another time).

anyway, i looked at her in class, not constantly, but you know, just looking for her gaze and in her direction as a sign of simpathy and a prodrome of friendship. with my greatest surprise she was interested in me too. and still today, like 10 years later i still have butterflies thinking about this. she would smile at me, look straight in my eyes and such. that was the start of all.

we build a friendship with all the limitations of the case. we wouldn’t really hangout other than school. my parents wouldn’t let me go out during the week or at night, i could go out only in the afternoon on weekends. instead she was really independent and always out and about doing her things with her friends. i tried to help her with school stuff, and we spent almost evey day at school talking and listening to music.

she was so deep into music and we would always share music recommendations with each other, and listen to it during breaks and sort.

once she wrote me a letter with the lyrics of a song called “ti amo”, and that day my heart stopped. unfortunately i knew she was really into another girl and i was actually helping her and letting her vent to me about this other girl. so yeah, i received an “i love u” letter from her but it was really her way to express her love as friends, and fortunately i understood that in the moment, otherwise it would have broken my heart even worse.

at one point, during the year, she gave up school and there started the end. i couldn’t really get to see her and i would reach to her through facebook as we used to, and she would come to see me before the first bell and at the end of the school day. but it wasn’t enough to keep our bond, and eventually it tore us apart.

in that period i suppose she was in a downfall with using and partying and drinking. at this point she was 16 and i was 13. i couldn’t comprehend deeply her struggle and therefore when i would see her maybe she wouldn’t resonate with me anymore. or not as we used to. instead i was still into her with whole boots and everything, but again, not comprehending really what i felt for her.

so, eventually she showed up less and less. as i said, i tried to reach out to her multiple times, sometimes she responded to my messages, told me she missed me and everything but i knew she was in a bad spot, even if she didn’t admit that. i was selfish because i could only think about how she abandoned me. her loss in my life haunted me so much i lost opportunity to offer help. i was concerned about having her again around me, going back to sitting on the sidewalk in front of school listening to our music; finding her letters in the school books i lended her; talking during class and in every break; helping her when she was high during school time; her comforting hugs, those most of all.

last time i heard of her was 2016 i think. i always remembered her phone number by heart, and still do. i impulsively called her. it was summer, i was camping with my parents. ran away, sat on a sidewalk and called her. my heart was rushing so fast i feard an heart attack, no joking, and then she responded. we talked for a bit, she was in poland, i said i had missed her so much in those years, she said she missed me too. then she read me some lyrics of a song she wrote, i said they were cool. it was over in about 15 minutes. i was the happiest for days, but then she never reached out, and i never reached out again.

i know now she lives in poland but sometimes returns to italy to visit her family, she’s with a woman way older than her and i think she’s doing really good. she’s in love and so am i.

you can never forget your first love and as a fiercely supporter of smell memory i know mine smelled like cigs, some cheap cologne and bright red hair dye.

[godess-ofthe-underworld]

Love Finds A Way

(sequel to “See You Again) (A Harry Hook x reader love story)

Part 5

The six waited for nightfall to sneak out of the dorms.  They snuck down to the limo shed and found the one that brought the vks from the Isle six months ago.  Their plan was simple; go there, get Mal, and come back in one piece.  Hadley prayed it would work but knowing the isle, it will throw them off somewhere.  

Hadley and Evie quickly pieced together “Isle-esque” clothing choices for Ben and Ruby.(I know the link is for Mal so just pretend).  Hadley had meticulously pinned and braided Ruby's hair up so it wouldn't cause any traveling issues on the isle if they had to make a quick get away.  Jay, Carlos, Evie and Hadley just had to raid their own closets to find outfits from the isle.  

They ran down the front steps of the castle.

“ Jay, keys, remote.” Ben said as he tossed Jay the items he was carrying.

“ Wait! Something wrong” Evie ran up to Ben.

The rest stared at Evie waiting for her to do something.

Evei reached up and pulled the beanie down farther over Ben's head.

“There. That's better.” Evie nodded.

“Shotgun!” A small voice yelled from the steps. 

Everyone's, except for Carlos, jaw dropped as they realized the voice came from Carlos's dog, Dude.

“No Dude, stay! The isle is way too dangerous.” Carlos reprimanded.

Dude groaned and sat down on the steps.

“ Did he just..” Jay started.

“ Talk? Yeah. I'll tell you later.” Carlos shook his head and the rest shrugged and got in the limo.

Jay and Carlos took the front seats and Evie, Hadley, Ben and Ruby took the back.

“Okay. Once we get there we park under the pier in the old garage. Got it?” Hadley stated

“ Got it.” 

It took 45 minutes to reach the old broken bridge that would lead them to the isle.  They crossed the golden magic bridge that appeared after Jay pressed the button.  Ruby sat by the window staring in awe of the golden swirls encircling the bridge as they passed.

When they parked in the old garage they draped the limo in sheets to disguise it.

Being back on the isle sent a chill down Hadley's spine.  If her father were to find our she was there, let's just say, all hell would break loose.

“It's really weird being back here” Evie said as Jay walked up to  the two of them.

He looked around “we'll get in and get out” he nodded.

The other two nodded as well.

Hadley hadn't noticed Ruby wasn't by her side until she saw her standing next to Ben at the large metal pipe that lead to the docks.

The vks froze as Being yelled “hey what's in here?” Into the pipe.  The sound echoed, making it louder than necessary.  They rushed over and pulled Ben and Ruby away.

“ You don't want to know.” Hadley said shaking her head.

“ Hey guys.” Carlos caught their attention. “ Keep it chill, all right?  The last thing we need is for our parents to find out were here” the other three nodded and they walked onward, Hadley tucked her hook under her shirt as she followed.

They walked through the Isle for a short while, going through alleyways and dark streets.  Multiple times they had to pull Ruby and Ben away from scammers and thieves looking for loot.  Jay and Carlos took been up front leading the girls through the maze of alleys.

As the rounded a corner two young children jumped out at Evie.  One began to fight with her as another came up behind her and grabbed her wallet out of her pocket.

Evie was able to grab both of their arms yelling at them to give it back.

She paused for a moment when she looked at the little kids faces; dirty and gaunt like they hadn't eaten in w eeks, scratches and bruises littered their small cheeks.  They looked at her with wide eyes and Evie's heart broke at the site. 

“ Go on take it.” Evie nodded releasing their arms.

The kids looked at her and giggled running off with the wallet. 

Evie stood up stairs and fixed her jacket before turning to catch up with the others.  

Jay, Hadley and Carlos had stopped when they heard Evie start yelling, they had yet to realize Ben and Ruby did not.  Evie sighed as she brushed past the others going after the two royals.

They caught up to them as they were being stared down by a man in pirate gear.

Jay rushed to their aid and made the guy back up into his corner.

Hadley and Evie pulled the two away from him, scolding them as they did.

“This isn't a parade it's the isle.” Evie said

“Keep your hands in your pocket unless your stealing.” Jay continued

“ You either slouch or strut.” Carlos added

“And never ever smile.” Evie finished

“Ok than-” Ben started but Hadley 

“No thank yous. And drop the please too.  Just… chill”

(Hadley)

Let me tell you something you can really trust Everybody's got a wicked side I know you think that you could never be like us Watch and learn so you can get it right

(all minus Ben and Ruby) You need to drag your feet You need to nod your head You need to lean back Slip through the cracks You need to not care

(Carlos) Uh, you need to not stare (Evie and Hadley)

You need a whole lot of help (You need to not be yourself)

(Evie) You wanna be cool? Let me show you how Need to break the rules I can show you how And once you catch this feeling Yeah, once you catch this feeling

(all)

You'll be chillin', chillin', oh Chillin' like a villain (chillin') Chillin' like a villain (chillin') Chillin' like a villain (hey) Chillin' like a, chillin' like a (hey), villain

(Evie) You draw attention when you act like that Let us teach you how to disappear You look like you would lose a fight to an alley cat( Hadley turned into an alley cat and lunged at the two) You gotta be wrong to get it right 'round here

(all) You need to watch your back You need to creep around You need to slide real smooth Don't make a sound And if you want it, take it And if you can't take it, break it If you care about your health

(Evie) Seriously, you need to not be yourself

(Hadley) You wanna be cool? Let me show you how Need to break the rules I can show you how And once you catch this feeling Yeah, once you catch this feeling

(all)

You'll be chillin', chillin', oh Chillin' like a villain (chillin') Chillin' like a villain (chillin') Chillin' like a

(Ben and Ruby) I really wanna be bad a lot And I'm giving it my best shot But it's hard being what I'm not

(Carlos) Well if you don't, you're gonna get us caught

(Evie) He's right we gotta stay low-key Now show us how bad you can be

(Ben and Ruby) Like this? (yeah, yeah, yeah) Like this? (yeah, yeah) Oh yeah, I think I got this Let's go, I'm ready to rock this And I ain't gonna thank you for your help I think I found the worst in myself

(Evie and Hadley) You wanna be cool? Let me show you how You don't break the rules I can show you how And once you catch this feeling Yeah, once you catch this feeling You'll be chillin', chillin', oh

(All) Chillin' like a villain (chillin') Chillin' like a villain (chillin') Chillin' like a villain (chillin') Chillin' like a villain (chillin') Chillin' like a villain

Ben and Ruby continued to strut up the alley way as the other stood back and watched.

Things went downhill when Ben bumped into someone.  The others panicked and rushed to their sides.  Hadley stood behind a frozen ruby, as she stared at Gil, Harry's pirate best friend. 

“Hey,man! Hey I know you.” Gil smiled at Ben.

“Uh, no. Don't know you either,man.” Ben said nonchalantly.

“ Uh, yeah you do. Come on, man. Really? Dude I'll give you a hint. My dad is quick, slick, and his neck… is incredibly thick.” He pointed to his own neck.  When no one answered Gill looked behind them and spotted a poster for Cotillion, graffitied with the pirate motto 'we ride with the tide’, pinned to the wall. 

It suddenly clicked for Gil when he pointed at Ben, then to the poster and back at Ben.

His jaw dropped when he figured it out.

“Oh! You're King Ben!” The others rushed to get Ben out of there as quickly as possible but Hadley had trouble moving Ruby from her spot where she stood, still frozen and staring at Gil.  

“Evie, Jay carlos. Hey guys!” Gil said as they left.

He turned to the two that still stood in front of him and froze as well when her looked at Ruby. Hadley freaked out when she couldn't move her.

“ H-hi.” Gil stammered “I'm Gil”

“R- Ruby” Gil lifted his hand for her to shake and Hadley's breath hitched when they did.  She let out a small squeak and tried to push Ruby away again.

“ Hadley?” Gil questioned to the blue haired girl next to ruby

Hadley slowly looked towards Gil and grimaced.

“ Hi Gil.” She said quietly.

“Oh Harry is going to be so happy that you're here!” Gil shrieked jumping up and down.  Hadley went wide eyed and tried to  push Ruby away again, this time it working and Hadley drug Ruby from the alley.

When they caught up to the others, they were waiting around the bottom of the staircase that led up to their hideout, with Ben missing. 

Evie looked around when she heard Hadley and Ruby approach.

“Where were you two?” Evie whispered.

“Long story” Hadley glanced at Ruby who still has a far off look in her eyes.

Evie nodded.

“ Did Ben go up?”

“Yeah.”

Just as Evie responded, Ben can down the metal steps.  His expression screamed sadness and he hit the last step alone.

“ So? Where's Mal?” Hadley asked.

“ She's not coming back” he sighed.

“ What?” Evie gasped as Ben walked past her. 

“ Let me talk to her.” Evie said as she walked over to the large horn shaped phone strapped to a beam.  

“M? Mal it's Evie. Let me just talk to you for a second.”

It was a few moments before a shrieking voice belonging to Mal yelled at them to go away.

“ Let's give her a couple hours to cool off.” Jay suggested.

Evie nodded.

“Hey guys. Where's Ben and Ruby?” The others looked around frantically when Carlos said that calling for Ben in the process.

Their shoulders slumped when a figure walked towards them from the dark alley.

“ Ben don't scare us like that” Hadley breathed up with a hand over her heart.

“ Don't scare you? But that's my specialty.” A thick Scottish accent rang through the alleyway. 

Haldey gasped as she recognized the voice immediately, having thought about if for the last six months.

“Harry.” Evie sighed shaking her head.

“ What have you done with Ben and Ruby?” Jay stepped in front of Hadley.

“Oh, uh, we nicked them, mmm-hmm. Yeah and if you want to see them again have Mal and Hadley come to the chip shop tonight... alone.  Uma wants.. a little visit.  And I need to have a chat with the little goddess over there” Harry sneered pointing this hook in Hadley's direction. Jay stepped even colder to Hadley, who stared wide eyed at the silver hook that was nearly in her face, nearly blocking her from Harry's view.

“ Awww, jay,” Harry pouted “ it seems like you lost your touch” He laughed.

Jay lunged at him but Hadley grabbed his arm stopping him from getting any closer, which made Harry laugh.

Harry turned around, barked at Carlos, and walked back down the alley the way he came, whistling a tune as he went.

The others rushed up the stairs to get Mal as Hadley stood there, in the alleyway watching Harry disappear. 

“I'm sorry Harry.” Hadley whispered sadly as she went to climb the steps.

So much for their plan going smoothly.

Hey guys its Friday again and you know what that means!! Part 5 is up!!!  I hope you liked it, if you did please like and comment for part 6!! As always you can read the illustrated version over on my Wattpad (@phelpsphan)!if you would like to be added to the tag list please message me!!

Summary: You would think that six months in Auradon would do any villain kid good.  Well, not Hadley.  After the events of the Coronation, Hadley's mood took a downward spiral; and for one reason, guilt.  She'd broken a promise and left her best friend on the Isle of the Lost.  How will she handle seeing him again when certain circumstances bring her back to the Isle? Will she finally tell him what she really feels?  

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in Descendants.  Hadley and the plot between her and Harry are mine. 

Tag list: @unded-bride

#daughter of hades #harry hook #harry hook x reader #Hades #disney descendants #mal jay carlos evie #harry hook imagine

[wujificrec]

Genre Highlight: LWJ’s POV

Cursed by Feynite

PG |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 2.8k | Notes: angst, family, grief/mourning, Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi, fluff

Summary:

The Lan Clan is cursed with Love at First Sight.

Ashes of Winter by joannjoann

PG |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 1.6k | Notes: Love at first sight, pining Wangji, angst, cursed, 13 years

Summary:

Usually, the calmest and most silent ones keep the strongest feelings. Lan WangJi in particular, feels more strongly than anyone could ever compare.

A glance into what Lan WangJi's went through shortly after Wei WuXian's death. He lost one life but found another.

you are the you who has dyed my lifetime red by Quixiote

PG |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 4.7k | Notes:flower symbolism, pining, angst, fluff, love confession, 13 years

Summary: Lan Wangji was born with a gift.

Red Thread by Aki_no_hikari

PG |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 1.7k | Notes: Soulmates AU, different first meeting, red string of fate, fluff, pre-canon

Summary: There were many reasons why a cultivator might never join their fated person, although that did not stop many from embarking in years-long searches for the person that was their other half, the one that would understand them and accept them, flaws and all. Others stumbled upon their fated person… sometimes quite literally. Lan Wangji happened to be one of the later.

The Adventures of Lan WangJi - Erotic Art by kitkat2010

NC-17 |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 2k | Notes: 13 years, Lan Zhan masturbating

Summary: A few years after Wei Wuxian's death, Lan WangJi goes to buy Emperor's Smile and erotic art books.

Return to Gusu with Me by EstelweNadia

G |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | Multi-Chapter: 5.5k | Notes: Fix-it (kinda), angst, friendship, friends to lovers, slow burn, what-if, canon-divergent 

Summary:

MDZS from Lan Wangji's POV. (ep 15 and ch 69 onwards) He would do whatever it takes, even if it meant laying his soul bare, for Wei Ying to come back with him. Chapter 1: Episode 15 - Beautiful Tranquillity Chapter 2: Episode 15 part 2- Honest Confession Chapter 3: Chapter 69 - Departure Part 1

just one minute more by dandelion_san

G |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 1k | Notes: Post-canon, fluff, sappy, cuddling & snuggling

Summary: In the hours while Wei Wuxian is still asleep, Lan Wangji struggles to get out of bed.

Sometimes when it's cold by taotrooper

PG |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 1.1k | Notes: 13 years, post-WWX death, hurt/comfort, fluff, angst, cuddling & snuggling, scars

Summary: The scars on Lan Wangji's back still hurt during the winter.

growing pains by luchiden

G |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 3k | Notes: Kid fic, 13 years, Lan Sizhui, post-WWZ death, angst, mourning/grief

Summary: For Lan Wangji the world begins and ends with Wei Wuxian.

i went looking for love (and found you, you, you) by GeneralPo

NC-17 |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 6.5k | Notes: Alternating POV, non-linear narrative, post-canon, smut, angst

Summary: 

In defiance of every celebrated scripture of common sense upheld since the establishment of the orthodox sects, Wei Wuxian returns to the world of the living, thirteen years gone and somehow no less brilliant than before. ------- Before they are truly beautiful, they break; together, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian pick up the pieces of a conversation left behind thirteen years ago, reconnecting them to the feelings they share today.

等一不归人 by FateTrash

G |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 722 words | Notes: pining, character study, 13 years, post-WWX death

Summary: Thirteen years. He's been a fool for thirteen years.

a bout of teenage rebellion a few years behind schedule by bosbie

G |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 1.9k | Notes: pining, fluff, introspection on LWJ’s part

Summary: 

Lan WangJi sneaks away from a night-hunt (and his brother) and arrives at YiLing to finally make peace with this ill-fated love. That does not happen. Wei WuXian shines too brightly for him to let go.

won't by then_came_thee

G |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 921 words | Notes: Wangji introspection, 13 years, post-WWX death, mourning/grief, pining

Summary:

Lan WangJi sneaks away from a night-hunt (and his brother) and arrives at YiLing to finally make peace with this ill-fated love. That does not happen. Wei WuXian shines too brightly for him to let go.

yearning by wolframvonbielefeld (maknaeline)

PG |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-shot: 7.5k | Notes: Wangji character study, 13 years, post-WWX death, Lan Sizhui, angst, hurt/comfort, suicidal thoughts, depression, happy ending

Summary:

Thirteen years I have spent without you, Wei Ying, but my yearning has been fruitful.

Your - our son has grown up well.

Family by Quiet_crash

G |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | Multi-chapter: 47.1k | Notes: (unfinished), time travel, fix-it fic, 

Summary:

The truth of the matter was that when it came to taking care of people and their problems, both he and Wei Ying were of one mind. However, whereas Lan Wangji was taught to care for himself as much as other people, Wei Ying, from early age, was taught that him having needs was burdensome. He disregarded his own pain with frightening ease and offered up evey part of himself for others to use with no reservation.

Thus, Lan Wangji made sure that his husband's needs were never overlooked, his hurts never unadressed.

So it was that when they purified an ancient temple and its goddess benevolently offered them each a wish in return, Wei Ying asked for his family: for Jiang Cheng to never have lost his parents and his core, for Jiang Yanli to never have lost her husband and her own life because of him; Lan Zhan asked for Wei Ying.

The Price of Old Wishes by SoManyJacks

NC-17 |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | Multi-Chapter: 67.8k | Notes: Canon-divergent, LWJ POV, angst, depression, hurt/comfort, slow burn, happy ending, smut, sharing a bed

Summary:

With Lan SiZhui almost grown, Lan WangJi began to question if there was much else to live for. Then an old wish came true, but at what cost? Or, a retelling of the events of the novel from the perspective of Lan WangJi.

I Dreamed Of You At Nighttime. by cherryburlesque

M |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-Shot: 7.3k | Notes: Canon-divergent, Yiling Patriach, Sunshot campaign, angst, happy ending, character study, getting together

Summary:

A confrontation after a tense war meeting, and kisses stolen on a bridge in the dark.

Lan Wangji had long since accepted the fact that he had no sense when it came to Wei Wuxian. His vision always narrowed down to one singular point, and everything else was secondary, including the rules of his own clan.

He’d come to terms with that knowledge months ago, when he broke the rules Lan by being outside the Cloud Recesses at night, playing Inquiry for the upteenth time in the hope of an answer.

The long road home by dea_liberty

M |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-Shot: 9.1k | Notes: Post-canon, family, happy ending, feelings, marriage, angst, 13 years

Summary:

Lan Wangji doesn’t watch as Wei Ying walks away with half his soul, while Lan Wangji walks away with a paper man, infused with a little bit of Wei Ying’s spiritual energy, tucked in flat against his chest like it can replace half of his heart.

In the aftermath of everything, they weave their way through the past and the present, and towards the future they'll make together.

Finally, Lan Wangji finds his way home.

breathing gym by victortor

G |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-Shot: 2.9k | Notes: Canon-compliant, LWJ POV, panic-attacks

Summary:

Lan Wangji, in a pause.

Or,

At the rendezvous point, after capturing the perpetrator responsible for the rumors of Xinglu Ridge, Lan Wangji waits for Wei Wuxian to return.

After the Drought by Aki_no_hikari

G |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-Shot: 4.1k | Notes: Canon-divergent, Yiling Wei Sect, family, fluff, angst, happy ending, LWJ POV

Summary:

Point of divergence: chapter75, lwj stays to eat that night… and seeing that they need him, he stays the next day and the next...

Driven by feelings and morals, Lan Wangji leaves the Cloud Recesses and his family behind. Fourteen years of hardship later, he comes back as a father and leader.

asymptotic by chinxe

PG |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | Multi-Chapter: 26.7k | Notes: Canon-divergent, angst, happy ending, slow burn, misunderstandings, pining, LWJ POV

Summary:

The members of the Lan Clan have never been particularly well-known for their good judgement when it comes to matters of the heart.

Which is why it should come as a surprise to no one when Lan Wangji falls in love with an actual ghost.

Looking at You Always, All Ways by Keysmashed

PG |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | Multi-Chapter: 29.1k | Notes: Canon-divergent, time travel, fix-it fic, fluff, angst, happy ending, LWJ POV

Summary:

Lan Wangji thought it was just a dream but the pain of being pierced in the chest by his own sword, by his own self whose appearance was taller and older was too real. The ground under his feet disappeared and he fell, and fell, and continued falling until a voice he thought he would never hear again broke his fall and suddenly, he was no longer falling. It was the voice he had so dearly missed.

Wei Ying's voice.

----A Time Travel Fix-It where Lan Wangji goes back in time to his first fateful encounter with Wei Wuxian for a chance to rewrite history.

Why Didn't You Say? by preciousbunnynoiz

PG |  Lan Zhan/Wei Ying | One-Shot: 2.5k | Notes: Canon-divergent, fluff, angst, happy ending, love confessions, inquiry, 13 years, Lan Sizhui

Summary:

“Father? One of the other boys said that using the guqin you could...speak to the dead.”

Ah.

Lan WangJi had wondered when this would happen.

A-Yuan asks Lan WangJi to help him speak to someone who he barely remembers and that triggers a reunion and also confessions and confusions.

#wangxian #lan zhan #wei ying #lan zhan/wei ying #genrehighlight #LWJPOV #g #pg #m #nc17 #Multichapter #one-shot #lan wangji pov #13years #canondivergence #canon #postcanon #fluff #angst #mourning #loveconfession #friendstolovers #fixitfic #timetravel #misunderstandings #slowburn #Smut #soulmates #pining #family

[janevx]

teach me| Yuta Nakamoto

genre: fluff, smut

paring: female!reader x yuta

warnings: bad language, a lot of smut

words: 4700

summary: how it is when innocent girl gonna dating confident guy from hers college?

To say that the rumors about your relationship were shocking it’s not enough. Who would have thought that the most handsome guy in the whole college would fell for such pure soul like yours? Everyone were really in schock and couldn’t belive that Yuta was dating you. You are the most innocent person in whole college, you prefer stay at home and study or reading books than go to party. You were tottaly opposite of Yuta. He was really sociable and loved night life: parties, alcohol and sex. But don’t get me wrong, not evey girl could sleep with him, he had own rules.

 You met him in library, when he was there for the first time. He was so lost, and you couldn’t do antything than help. You didn’t know him, because you didn’t care about this. You walked towards him and ask him.

- Do you need some help? Looks like you are lost here. - You smiled a little.

 When he turned around and saw your pure face, he tottaly into you. You look so pretty and so shy, what makes his heart melt.

- Uhm, yes. I’m here, because I’m looking for book for history, likes rights and other.

- Oh, I got it. Follow me.

 He did as you said. He was following you and couldn’t focus at anyhting, but at you. Usually he didn’t have casual conversations, people was talking with him just to become his friends, because why not? Rich, handsome, funny and sexy at the same time. Most of girls would kill to spend some time with him, but he noticed that you seems like you don’t know who is he.

- Thank you so much, but can I know your name?

- Y-yes, I’m y/n, and you are..?

- I’m Yuta.

- Ah, nice to meet you Yuta! Good luck with your exams!

 You were about to leave him, but he stopped you.

- Wait. Do you have some time at the weekend?

- I geuss I do, but why?

- Let’s meet together.

 And this was how you two started.

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 Since this meeting you two have started meet regulary. Yuta liked your company, because he can get rid of his stress and he likes you. You were funny,smart, clingy, cute and innocent. You liked him so much too. You didn’t expect to be friends with him, because your friend told you few days later who is he, and you were surprised. But you were wrong. He was talking with you everyday, text with you and meet with you at his free time. Also he gave up at parties. He did it less than before he had met you.

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 Things started get serious when three months past. Yuta started be more flirty to you, and you were very shy and didn’t know what to do. This was your first time, when someone act  flirty towards you. He couldn’t help, but something attracted him to you. 

 You found yourself falling for him. It was weird and new feeling for you. You didn;t know what it was, when you saw him and your heart skipped. You could look at Yuta all day, he was like art to you. You were very shy, so some his actions made you blushed, whats makes Yuta satisfied. Also, for you was weird that man like him would spend time with you. He had a lot of another friends, but he choosed to spend time with you. 

 But you weren’t only one who fell. Also, he did. He felt another when he was with you, he was happier. You made him smile, when you smile. He was happy, when he made you blush. For him your naive personality was kinda funny, but sometimes had problem with this.

- Shit, y/n! Why?!

- I’m sorry Yuta, I’m really sorry! - You were about to crying.

- This don’t help you. You lent 100$ girl who you didn’t know you and she cheated you, damn. Can you, please, stop being this naive? You didn’t fuckin know her, who do things like this?

You couldn’t help but starting crying. It always made you cry, when someone yelled at you. 

- But she needed help, s-so I-i wan-nt to help h-her. I’m really dumb, I’m sorry..

- No, no, please y/n don’t cry. Please. - He hugged you - When I see you crying it’s always break my heart into pieces.

- It’s my r-reaction when someone yell at me, sorry.

- Shh, stop apologising.

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 You two started feel really comfotable around. But you still had this feeling, when you see him. It was really new to you and you couldn’t name what it is, but you thought what it could be. 

 One night Yuta took you at the roof with bottle of wine and some Oreo, because you loved them as hell. You didn’t know why you two were there, but you didn’t complaining.

 Both of you were sitting and look at the starts in the sky. You blushed when you had noticed that Yuta was looking at you.

- Y/N, this is really something I want to tell you.

- R-really? - You stutter - I mean..I mean go ahead.

 He chuckled at you.

- We know each other about half a year right? - You nodded - I think it’s good time. I really like you and time with you is always amazing. You made me feel some feeling that I can’t explain. Shit, you know, when I see you my heart skipped a bit and my mood changes into happier. Fuck, I’m so happy when I am around you.

 You frooze. Did he confess to you? He was waiting for your reaction, little scared, that you reject him. You didn’t know what to say. It was first time, when someone tell you something like this. Your heart started beating faster than before, and your cheeks burned.

- I like you too, I mean, ah just you are really good guy..I’m sorry, I don’t know what to say, you know me.

- I know, just tell me if we can have chance.

- A-as a couple?

- Exactly honey.

 You looked at him with slight smile. 

- If you really like me, why n-not?

- Hell yeah!

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 After another three months you could say that was the best decission in your life. He was with you at his or yours home making some food and talk about the stupiest things. You helped him with study, and he help you with cooking. He support you as hard as he can. You relax him, before important exams, beliving in him. Yuta took care of you, what was new for you and at first place a little bit uncomfotable. This all was new. More hugged, kisses, lying down in each other arms. Also, he still made you blush. 

 But one night everything changed.

- y/n, are you virgin?

 Your mouth gone wider. 

- E-excuse me? What did you ask?

- I asked, are you virgin? You never have talked about other men, but I want to be sure.

- I am. - You looked down. You were at college and it was kinda shame that you still haven’t got sex.

- Ey. - He raised your chin - Everything is okay. I’m glad that I have chance to be your first. If you want to, of course.

- I-i do, but you have experience and I don’t an.-

- It doesn’t matter. - He cut you off - Don’t worry about this. I’m gonna teach you everything. Can we try something?

 Your eyes gone wider and you looked at him confused.

- W-what do you mean?

- Touch. I’m not gonna touch you if you don’t want to and you not gonna be naked, only touch or brushes.

- I’m shy, but.. - You looked into his eyes- I can try.

 Yuta smiled to himself and come closer to you. He kissed you. He was kissing you slowly, at the same time gone his hand to your hips. He stroke your hips, and then he moved to your waist. It was first time to someone touch you like this. You had only t-shirt and sweatpants, and t-shirt was thin, so you could feel his touch exactly. He separated from kiss and looks at your face for your reaction, and he knew that you didn;t mind this, but..like this. He was going with kisses to your cheek, and then to your neck. He kissed all your neck and stopped when he found your sweat spot. He sucked your skin what made you moan. It was first time when you moaned and you didn’t know why. This only satisfied Yuta. He goes to you collarbone. He kissed full of area. Then Yuta looked into your eyes for permission or any bad sign.

- Can I take your t-shirt off? I promised you won’t be naked. Being with bra isn’t being naked, isn’t it?

 You nodded, but he didn’t do anything.

- Use your words honey.

- You can t-take this off.

 He smiled and kissed you lightly into lips. He took off your t-shirt and throw away. You feel a little bit ebarressed being in only bra infront of your boyfriend.

- Ey, don’t by shy and ashamed. You have really sexy body, why do you cover this?

- I don’t think so. Yuta, I know you are saying this, because we are couple, but you really don’t have to.

- y/n! Your body is perfect, I’m glad that I’m first person who touch you like this, babe.

- If yes, thank you.

 You smiled a little. Still bit shy, that he could see you like this. His hands gone to your t-shirt ends and slowly take this off. He looked into your eyes, what makes you have chills. His gaze was really, but really intense and his confidence makes you shy. He touched you lightly, when he had rested his hands on your hips. You started relax a little bit.

- Your skin is perfect.

 He brought his face closer to your stomach. He landed kiss on your skin and also look at your reaction. It was all new and.. nice. You have never been treat like this, and now? Now the most handsome guy you have ever seen is kissing your body. 

- I hope you feel good.

- It’s really nice feeling.

 He goes slowly to up. Under your ribs. And between your chest. You started breath faster and your heart was faster. He was above your lips and kiss you.

- I said I’m gonna teach you, so now it’s your turn.

 You blushed you don’t have any idea how to do this.

- But I.-

- I’m gonna lead you, honey.

 You nodded. Firstly you kissed his lips. Slowly but also shortly. He groaned, because Yuta wants more than short passionate kiss. You looked into his eyes, before you kissed his neck. Ligthly. You kissed all his neck to find his sweet spot.

- Here. - He moaned - Here it is, baby.

 You weren’t sure how to suck this and not hurt him, so you look into his eyes for any leads.

- You need to suck a little, like lollipop, but don’t use your teeth too much, because it’s might hurt, y/n. - He smiled.

- Okay, I think I know how.

 He made you hickey, so you need to do the same. You did it. He sighed at this, what you do to him. You look into his eyes for permission to take his t-shirt.

- Go ahead baby, don’t be shy to me.

 Your hands was shaking a little, so Yuta guide you. He grabed your hands and move them to his t-shirt ends and leave you, watching you. You grabbed this ends and start going up with t-shirt just to throw this from him. He smiled when you end.

- Good job baby, but be more confident. I’m not scarry and you shouldn’t be too.

- Remember that you are my first boyfriend. It’s normal I geuss.

- Just relax and do what I did.

 When you saw his abs you couldn’t help but staring. His abs was really good. He really had to work out a lot, because you could see his muscles and perfect body proportions. First time in your life you saw man’s body. Your boyfriends was angel.

- Yuta, you work out a lot? - You giggled.

- Yes. - He laughed - You like your sight?

- Maybe a little.

- My shy babygirl. - He smiled.

You leaned closer to his body and give him first kiss. You did what he did. Goes to up, makin sure that you kiss good his body. You were shy doing it, but the most important thing was this that Yuta was enjoying this. He sighed few times and said: keep going. When you end you land kiss into his lips and he hugged you.

- You learn really fast. It was good baby, I’m proud of you. Only my little babygirl. - He hugged you tighten and kissed your forehead.

So it was first time when you did something sexual.

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Your relationship was good. You two trusted each other and tell about everything. Also, you feel more comfortable than before. 

 Today you gonna go to party. Taeyong’s party, one of his best friends. You weren’t sure about this. You have never been at the party and also you don’t know anyone here. 

 You asked your b/f/n about help and Yuta what to choose and both choosed you to wear black skirt with brown turtleneck, fishnet and moccasins. You looked really pretty! b/f/n helped you with hairstyle and make up. She didn’t do anything like expressive make up, just lightly and simply. 

 Around 8 p.m you were ready, and Yuta too. He was gonna pick you up and ten minutes later you sited at his car.

- Damn, babygirl you look so beuatiful today, trust me.

- Thank you, but don’t make my blush!

- I love to see you blushing!

- You look handsome too.

- I know it baby. - You smirked - What’s funny?

- Your confidence.

 With this you two were on your way to Taeyongs place. You two didn’t talk a lot in car, just sitting. When you came in your friends house were a lot of people. Most of them you didn’t know. You two walked in and Taeyong smiled.

- Here you are! C’mon, we have a lot things to do.

 Everyone were looking at you with weird gaze. Propably, becasue of your relationship with Yuta. You couldn’t focus, but thinking about other gaze. You didn’t know what to do with yourself, because Yuta left you to do some thing. You decided to sit down and drink some juice. When you were sitting you saw that random boy was looking at you. You turned around, and few seconds later he came to you.

- Hello! I’m Johnny, and you?

- Me? I’m y/n.

- Nice to meet you y/n. - He smiled to you - Why are you sitting here alone?

- I just don’t know what to do with myself.

- Same here. I don’t know. Just, my friends have some stupid ideas, and I’m not into it.

- I understand. My friends have some stupid ideas too and I hate this. - You smilled a little.

- You see? We should be good friends. If you want to, I can be your company.

 You started panic. You didn’t know how to respond.

- In point of fact I have company.

- But I don’t see here anybody with you. Just don’t be like this and spend some time with me.

- Really, I shouldn’t. My boyfriend would be pissed of, if he knew that I left him to spend time with another guy.

- But your boyfriend isn’t here.

- Just let go of me, I’m-m not i-interest.

- C’mon y/n! You need to have some fun and I guaranted it to you, babe.

- Fuck off Johnny. Say one more word and I’m gonna detroy your fuckin face, asshole.

 Johnnys gaze was a little bit scared when he saw Yuta. 

- Is Yuta your boyfriend? - You nodded. - I’m sorry Yuta, I’m gonna fuck off.

 You were looking at Yuta with shock.Sometimes you really were thinking about how you two get well along. Yuta was looking pissed of.

- Are you jelous?

- You know that I am, so why are you askin?

 Your face droped. You didn’t like when he was mean to you. He couldn’t control himself sometimes.

- A-ah okay, I’m sorry.

- No, no! I’m sorry y/n. I am pissed of because of this jerk. This boy fucked everything what is moving.

- No problem.

- I have something to you.

- What?

- Can we go to geust room?

- Y-you want to do something bad here? 

- This won’t be bad, you would love this!

- But Yuta.. Here? What if someone..I don’t know

- Please baby girl, come with me.

 You sighed and nodded. He grabed your hand and both of you came to geust room. You sat at bed and were looking at your boyfriend.

- Lay down. - You did it. - Now, you need to relax and calm down, honey.

 You tried and you did it. You calm down yourself.

- What are you gonna do?

 He didn’t answer. He took off your skirt and fishnet all the time looking into your eyes. You were shy as always. He was confident when you were scared of every move, but at the same time you want it. He was looking at you.

- I’m going to took of your panties, are you agree? We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.

- I-im agree.- With shaking voice you said it.

 He was kissing your thighs from up and down. You felt amazing. This was something what makes you sensetive. You felt really good. When you closed your eyes he stopped.

- Baby girl, look at me and every move I make, okay?

- Okay.

 You opened your eyes and looked at Yuta, when he suddenly took your panties off. You felt shy when he was looking at your heat, so you closed your legs, but this meet with Yuta sigh.

- No honey. Open your legs for me.

 Something about his tone made you do it. You did it, and Yuta was still staring.

- You are really beautiful, I think I love you more everyday.

 With this his head was closer to your womanhood. You looked at him, when he lick your heat. You felt chills. This was so good for you. And again. He was doing it slowly, watching your reaction at his actions. You were mess. You didn’t know what was happening with you and your body. Few licks after he licked your clit what made you moan. He smirked to himself. When he was sucking your clit, he found his way to your hand just to hold your hands to make you more comfortable. 

- How it is?

- I-it’s so good. I feel something in..there.

 He nodded and start again sucking you clit.

- Yuta!

 You didn’t know what happend when something hit you. You couldn’t control your body. When this end you saw Yuta smiling.

- It was orgasm. I just made you mess and moan my name.

- Thank you, it was good. Really good. 

- I hope so. Now let’s go.

- Wait. - You were embarrassed when you were about to ask. - I want to do the same for you.

- Honey, if you don’t want to I’m not going to force you to anything.

- But I really want to. I don’t want you to make me feel good, when you not receving anything. But I don’t know how to do it. - You said when you looked at the ground.

- Don’t worry. I’m gonna lead you.

 You nodded and waiting for Yuta command.

- Unblock my belt honey.

  You did it. With a little bit shaking hands, you did it.

- Relax baby girl. Now took of a little my pants.

 You nodded and with this, with Yutas help you took them off. You saw bulge in his boxers. 

- Honey, this is how you make me feel.

- I didn’t know, I-i.

- You turn me on a lot. You can took them off too.

 You were amazed by sight infront of you. You did it with a little bit of hesitate.

- Touch me y/n.

 His tone was really needy. You were afraid, but you do it. You loved him and you wanted make him as good as he do it to you. You touch your tip what makes Yuta sighed.

- Use your hand moving up and down.

- Okay, let me know if I do it do hard.

- Don’t think about it, baby girl.

 It was first time when you touched dick. You were afraid to hurt him, but you were doing it well. Sighs and moans escape Yutas mouth.

- Can I take you to my mouth?

- Are you sure y/n? Remember..

- I remember. C-can I?

 He nodded with smile. You licked his tip with your tongue. He moaned when you did this. You lick his full lenght when he was guiding you about how to do it.

- When you take me to mouth, don’t use a lot your teeth, it’s hurts a lot.

 You nodded and with this you started sucked them off. You weren’t sure if you do it good or not. If you make him being in pain or pleasure him. But when you heard Yuta moaning louder and more you think that you make him feel good.

- Like this baby girl. Shit, you are so good at this. I’m close.

 You do it all the time and when he was about to cum he pulled your head.

- You don’t need to taste my white. I know it can be discusting for you. Thank you baby for bring me to heaven.

- I thank you too.

- It’s really cute when you are like this. Shy. You know that I love you?

- I-i know. I love you too, Yuta. 

 He helped you dress up and both of you were again in down of the house.

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 It was a year. Year with Yuta isn’t it impossible? Both of you loves each other really. Today is your aniverssary. A lot thing happend between you two. You traveled to Japan to Yutas parents. You were at plener cinema. You two had a big fight. You two cried at each other shoulder after talk about this. You did some sexual thing but never have a real sex.

 Today you two were at beach. Yuta took you there to spend some time together at this precious day. You were more confident than year ago. Yuta teached you a lot things. He made you have second side - sexual side, that only Yuta know. 

 Both of you were lying down and looking at the star at the sky. This night was beautiful. All day was beautiful. You were at some comptetiions because of music festival. You were swimming and eating some good ice creams. When he was hugging you.. You made decission.

- Yuta?

- Hmm?

- I think that we really love each other. I think you made me feel all the was I have never felt before. You made my second side and make me comfortable. I know that you are patient, but you really want to have real sex with me, and I think today is pefect day. If you don’t mind of course. - You said it really fast, but Yuta could understand this exactly.

- God, I’m so glad! I was waiting for this for a really long time. I’m so glad that I can be your first. I love you from here to the moon.

 With this you started kissing. This kisses were needy for more. Were furious about all the time. 

 Both of you were naked and both of you made sure to be really turn you on.

- You are so wet and only for me, god are you dripping?

- Don’t make me blush!

- I can’t when I see you really wet for me, you make me feel so hard and make me make you blush.

 With this he lift himself up.

- It’s gonna hard a little

 With this he entered you. He wasn’t moving, because he wanted you to accustom to his size and new feeling. At first it was hurt. But whem he started slowly moving with some time pain mixed up with pleasure. You didn’t notice when you were moaning like crazy. You couldn’t control how he can make you feel. Both of you let go and just moaned. 

 Some time passed and you felt his thumb circled your clit. You were about to cum.

- Y-yuta I think I’m gonna-

- Me too, do it baby girl, cum for me.

 With this both of you cum. It was really good and you enjoyed this.

- Thank you for this year, you are amazing at everything. I love you Yuta.

- I’m thankful for you. This year was the best one. I love you too y/n. Always.

#nct #nct au #nct 127 #nct 127 au #smut #nct smut #nct 127 smut #yuta smut #yuta nakamoto #yuta scenario #smut yuta #yuta nct

[familiarxmariana]

When: Friday, May 28th Where: Voyeur Club // Salazar’s home Who: Mariana Rosales , @witch-salazar​ Notes: tl;dr from Discord. Salazar saves Mariana from a demon and brings her home where they (platonically) spend the night together and he finally sees her severed bond scar.

Mariana — 

The only thing worse than working all day in a place where her being touched and groped and leered at was perfectly acceptable was...this. Being rented. Being seen as a toy, completely at someone else’s whim. Case in point, a demon who thought she was a pretty little thing and decided to rent her for the night and take her to a business meeting he had at a club. Mari was forced to wear a ‘dress’ that was skin tight- the neckline low and the bottom hardly reaching her thighs and she hated it- being on display like this against her will. But there was nothing she could do about it. Just like there was nothing she could do about the fact that the demon in question insisted she sit on his lap, his fingers moving along her body as he spoke to an associate and she just stared off at nothing, willing time to go faster. She suddenly felt his hand slip between her thighs and gave a little squeeze before he nudged at her to go to the bar to get some drinks and she let out a breath of relief, nodding and heading off. She tried keeping her head ducked down as she walked to the bar—only to smack right into someone’s back and nearly toppling over. “I-I’m sorry.”

Salazar —

It was a long while since he indulged in a night to just let loose, what he didn't expected was a party of rowdy demons having some sort of gathering and making his peace evening go to hell...pun intended. He was about to leave when someone stumbled on him. Looking up he was surprised to see the brunette girl he seemed to see everywhere, even in his dreams "Hey are you okay?" He asked, seeing how pale she was and how...subdued she looked.

Mariana — 

Mari swallowed hard as she looked up and realized just who it was. Salazar. The Supreme. Immediately she straightened up, her internal walls slamming down into place that she could easily hide behind- refusing to let him (or anyone) see how tense or upset she was. “Im fine.” She replied immediately, even crossing her arms over her chest. “Are you following me now or something?” She tacked on, immediately trying to just change the subject so he wouldn’t look into the situation too much.

Salazar — 

He let out a huff of a laugh, sitting down again on the bar stool "we live in the same town, we are bound to see each other sometimes" he said with a shrug "Why are you here, though? He asked, noticing how she was dressed. He couldn't help but admit tbat she was indeed gorgeous but he she didn't look comfortable with what she was wearing

Mariana —

“I’d never seen you until a month ago and now I see you practically everywhere I look.” Which...she didn’t know how she felt about it. She didn’t know how she felt about the fact that she’d dreamt of the witch, how she unconsciously looked around for him whenever she strayed too close to The Cottages. Ridiculous. At the question she swallowed, ignoring it for a moment as she gave the order to the bartender for a round of drinks for the demon and his companions. “I’m here with someone.” was all she said, not meeting his eyes.

Salazar — 

He frowned "Willingly?" He asked with a hint if concern. He couldn't believe that she would even agree to it, knowing what he saw back at the dinner. He didn't know but that thought made something burn softly inside him and made his frown deepen, he didn't like the feeling though. It was something he haven't felt before and now he didn't know how to deal with it.

Mariana — 

“Does it matter?” She shot back immediately, giving him a look that just screamed seriously?. She was given a tray with the beers she had to bring back to her date ans she at least shot a tight smile to the witch as she turned back around. “See you around, Supreme.” She responded, gaze lingering just for a moment before she headed off back to the table she was at, serving the drinks.

Salazar — 

He didn't got the time to respond so he just saw her leave, following with his gaze right up to the table where those damned demons were. Deciding to keep an eye on her he turned around after ordering another drink, something inside of him telling him that he needed to protect her

Mariana — 

Mari didn't like how she felt..bad, leaving him. Not like she knew him, or owed him anything. Maybe it was just her lingering longing to not go back to the demons. Oh well. She served them all their drinks, just swallowing as she was made to bend over, letting them grope over her ass or ogle over her. Eventually she was summoned back over to the man who'd rented her, made to sit on his lap and within seconds he was on her, pushing her hair aside so he could mouth at her neck, making her tense up as he licked and bit at her neck, marking her and making her skin crawl before he pulled away to speak to his colleagues. Like she wasn't even there, like this wasn't happening. One of his hands moved up to her breast while the other went between her legs and on instinct Mariana finally moved, shoving at him to stop. and clearly that was the wrong thing to do because a moment later she was being backhanded hard and thrown to the ground. She tasted blood in her mouth and she let out a little cry as he was suddenly in her face, eyes pitch black and her fingers gripping at her throat, hauling her up onto her knees to face him, "*You'd best think twice before doing that again. You're mine. If I want to fuck you right here in front of everyone, I will." as if to make a point his free hand moved to the thin little strap of her dress, ripping it off.

Salazar — 

Everything happened so fast, one moment he was seeing how she was serving drinks as his blood boiled at how that stupid demon though he could grope her like that and the next...the next he was on his feet, seeing red after seeing how he had hit her to the point of being thrown to the ground. In seconds he had the demon against the wall, choking for hair "You aren't that brave now are you, big boy" he screamed at his face just like he had done to Mariana "Come on, try something because i really want to break your dick and that would give me the best excuse" and with that he started hitting him, going crazy as a bull who just saw red, seeing and hearing the way she screamed he went on autopilot, his powers going crazy with his rage.

Mariana — 

While she'd expected to be forced into sex tonight, one thing Mari didn't expect was to be hit and choked and bleeding in public. She choked on her breath as the demon's fingers tightened around her throat. But as quick as it'd all happened, the demon was suddenly flying off her and being slammed into a wall. Mariana coughed for a moment, reaching up to shakily touch her throat before she suddenly heard the yelling and the commotion and she looked up, eyes widening as she saw...Salazar? Eyes widened as the witch started railing on the demon, throwing punches and anger so visceral she could feel it and Mari forced herself up to stand, reaching for his arm. "S-Sa..Salazar, stop!" she begged at the same time the demon spit blood in Salazar's face and used his own powers to try and get the witch off him.

Salazar — 

All he could hear was his blood flowing in his ears making it imposible for him to heard the girl's scream , the moment Mariana screamed and fell to the floor repeating in his head over and over, making his punches stronger. When the demon spit on him he just snickered darkly and threw him to the floor "I don't even need my powers to fuck you up" he said gripping his head and starting to slam it against the floor "You touch her again and I'll kill you" He screamed, accentuating evey word with a slam against the floor.

Mariana — 

By then a crowd had formed around them, others yelling, everything overwhelming. The guards in the club were starting to come over then too, some with guns, some with knives, others just brute, supernatural strength and Mariana tried again, her heart pounding, tugging on his arm. "Salazar, stop." She tried again, trying to duck down to get into his line of sight "Please!"

Salazar — 

The moment he saw her in front of him his blind rage dissipated and he stoped, letting the demon go with a shove "Are you okay?" He mumbled, looking her over to see if someone else had tried to get smart with her. It was so...weird how nothing else mattered to him besides her well being, not even the commotion he had created.

Mariana — 

Mari didn't know why he was doing all this, why he was so...mad. She didn't mean anything to him, she wasn't his....they weren't anything. So why...? "I-I'm fine..." she breathed out- even with finger-shaped bruises around her throat and a split lip. The guards were moving in then, breaking up the crowd. One was helping the demon stand up while others pointed a gun and a blade in their direction, wanting them out. She swallowed hard and nodded, taking a step away from Salazar and..towards the demon. He still owned her til tomorrow after all. And after all this, she was hoping she'd even make it to then. "R-Really just...you can go. I'll be okay."

Salazar — 

He finally looked around and let out a huff while rolling his eyes at how they were treating them, feeling proud of hoe bad the demon looked. Turning to look at her and frowning, why would she- oh...right. In that moment he made a decision that he didn't know if it wpuld get him in trouble but he took the girl's arm and pulled her towards him "You are not going back to that...thing" he said with disdain, looking at the demon.

Mariana —

She tensed up for a second when he grabbed at her, but just as quickly as it came, it went. Despite everything.....Mariana couldn't deny that she felt safe with him. Knew that he wouldn't actually hurt her. So the tenseness left her body and she relaxed for a moment..but it couldn't be this easy, right? Sure he was the Supreme, he was a Council Member but....these were rules he helped create.. And as if on cue, the demon yanked himself free of the guard, eyes still pitch black. "I bought that bitch for the entire night. She's mine. You can have whatever's left once I'm done with her."

Salazar — 

"Oh you will regret saying that" And with that he threw a punch to his face harder than the other, a satisfied smirk appearing on his face when he heard the crack of broken bone. After that he dug for his wallet and pulled out a wag of cash, throwing at him "Stop whining, asshole and if I see you even close to her again, I'll find a way to send you to hell without a way to come back " and with that he took her hand and guided her out of the club, his hands still shaking in rage. Looking at her briefly he took off his jacket "Here, it's cold outside" he said offering it to her.

Mariana — 

Mari could do nothing but watch as Salazar punched the demon again, wincing as she heard the bones breaking in his face. Before anymore could be done though, guards were hauling both men away to opposite exits--and Sal was grabbing her hand, making her go with him and all she could do was stumble along with him, her heart still racing and head still spinning from it all. The cold night air outside smacked her in the face immediately and she let out a shaky breath, trying to wrap her head around what'd happened. She snapped back to reality as a jacket was handed to her, and with shaky fingers she grabbed it, slinging it over her shoulders. Her body practically swam in the material, but at least she wasn't as on display anymore. "Y...You didn't have to do all that.."

Salazar — 

"I did....believe me I did" He said, not giving it room for discussion. He was making his way to his home, there she could rest for the night and he could heal her in peace "Don't ask me why though. Cause I don't even know"

Mariana — 

Mari stayed quiet as he said that, letting out a heavy breath. It was quiet for a few minutes as they walked, the only sounds being the ones from her heels hitting the pavement as she walked. At a street corner though, she moved to turn left but he kept going straight and she paused, frowning, “the gutters are back this way.”

Salazar — 

He stopped and looked over his shoulder at her "We aren't going to the gutters" he said before walking back and taking her hand in his, guiding her back to where he was walking "I won't let you stay there after what happened tonight"

Mariana — 

“What?” Mari looked up at him, confused before he was suddenly taking her hand and pulling her in the direction he was originally going. Frowning, she followed along...finding she didn’t quite mind him keeping a hold of her hand- bigger than hers, calloused, warm. Safe. She swallowed and pulled her hand gently out of his but stayed walking beside him. “Then..where are we going? I...I’m listed as his until tomorrow morning.....I’m already going to be in enough trouble..”

Salazar — 

He clenched his hand in a fist as soon as she slipped hers out of his grip, feeling restless once more. It was crazy how such a simple touch could calm him down so quickly. "To my house, you won't be in trouble. He knows better than to say shit" huffing rounded another corner, feeling his shoulders start to loosen up at the feeling of being on his territory.

Mariana — 

Mari vehemently ignored the feeling of loss she felt when she let go of his hand, ignored the tickle in the back of her brain to reach out and grab again, to be close to a witch. Instead she just clenched her fists again, reminding herself that without her gloves, it was for the best anyways- Lest he saw her bond scar. “A-And if he does? He’s maybe scared of you, but what’s stopping from going To the guardians and saying I ran off? O-Or the council...—the rest of them anyways..” she tacked on quietly at the end, realizing he was on the council, so maybe...maybe it actually wouldn’t be too bad..?

Salazar — 

"Darling I'm the council, if they have something to say they'll have to talk to me" he said with a little smirk, running his hand through his hair and shivering slightly. Letting out sigh of relief at the sight of her house, he walked the rest of the way with her and opened the door, letting her in first "Feel at home, do you want something to change into?" He asked, knowing that her dress was almosr ruined.

Mariana — 

“...You’d really vouch for me?” She asked quietly, looking up at him. When he shivered she frowned, looking at the suit jacket she was wearing and feeling bad that he’d given up his comfort for her. Soon though, they were by the Cottages, Mariana able to feel the magic in the air and she let out a breath, unconsciously relaxing. She followed him into a house that was practically in the center of it all, and once inside she shuddered again, adamantly ignoring how...nice it felt inside. Comforting. Welcoming. At his question she hummed, looking down at herself, “O-Oh um....yeah. I guess, sure.” She agreed, taking off his jacket and handing it over, immediately crossing her arms over her chest and ignoring the broken strap dangling against her arm.

Salazar — 

"Of course I would" he said as if it were obvious. Like he said, he was the council and if he bad to lie to get the girl off the hook, he would. Nodding he closed the door behind him after taking the jacket and going to his room to see what he could give her to wear. Seeing a black long sleeved shirt that was a bit bigger on him so he figured it would work, he took a towel too and went back to the living room "Here, figured you wanted to shower. My room is over there "he said pointing at the hallway "Last room an the left" he offered a soft smile and went to the kitchen to get some tea done.

Mariana — 

When Sal left the room for a moment mariana took the time to look around, really take it in. Absently, her fingers ran over a side table, looking at all the artifacts and potion ingredients And feeling another wave of longing that she tried to stamp down. When he returned a minute later with a shirt and a towel Mari let out a shaky breath ans nodded, taking everything with her right hand so he couldn’t see her mark before she nodded, “I um....thank you.” She told him softly, gaze lingering for a a moment before she finally disappeared off to shower.

Salazar — 

He didn't take his eyes off of her until she was inside his room, going to his backyard to smoke and...think. He didn't know what came next but what he did know was that from now on he would try to protect her.

Mariana — 

Mariana allowed herself a few moments to look around his bedroom, taking it all in before she finally decided to go to the bathroom to shower, eagerly scrubbing the night off herself until her skin was a bit red. She tried not to think about the fact that she was using his soap, would smell like his shampoo, her own scent mixing all over his in his space. Soon enough she was done and dried off and she pulled his shirt on, the material practically a dress on her, covering down past her underwear and the sleeves past her hands but it was soft and clean and...and it smelled like him. Damp curls stayed loose along her shoulders as she walked through his house, trying to find him and spotting him outside and she walked over, “Salazar?” She called quietly, biting her lip as she gently knocked on the doorframe to get his attention and let him know she was done taking over his space.

Salazar — 

Letting the last of the smoke out he threw the butt of the cigarette into the ashtray, still deep in thoughts until he felt her? Coming closer and turning to look at her when she called his name. At that moment he couldn't help but stare, she looked so soft and so...good in his clothes. Shaking his head he went to her "How are you feeling?" He asked, not daring to touch her

Mariana — 

Mariana managed a little smile when he turned to face her and she hummed, shrugging a bit, “I’m alright. Just tired.” She admitted. Her neck still had little dots of bruises from the demon’s grip and the corner of her mouth was scabbed over, red and soon to bruise but other than that she was fine. “Thank you..a-again. You really didn’t have to do all this for me..”

Salazar — 

"I told you I did, I just couldn't stand there and do nothing" he mumbled, getting closer and reaching up to her face "Can I?" He whispered now close enough to not needing to talk too loudly. He wanted her ro be as good as new, physically at least "You can rest here as long as you want, I'll take care of everything"

Mariana — 

She let out a breath as she looked away, just nodding down at the ground and figuring that was the best answer she was going to get. When he came forward and his hand hovered by her face she let out a breath for a second before just nodding again, giving him permission to touch her. “O...Okay.” She agreed before humming, “I don’t think I should even stay passed tomorrow though. You may be a council member but...there’s still laws to follow. I...I don’t want you getting in trouble for me.”

Salazar — 

With her permission he placed his hand on her cheek, starting to send healing energy towards her cheek and neck while chanting softly. Relief cursing through him when he slowly saw the wound close and the red marks on her neck disappear, once she was funny healed he hesitated to pull away and just stayed there "I know but for tonight just relax and i don't know, try not to think of the none existing trouble you are going to put me through, yeah?"

Mariana — 

Mari sucked in a breath as his hand moved to her cheek ans it took all her will power to not lean into his touch, to just stay still and let him heal her. She felt a tingling in her body, made her shiver and she swallowed, eyes closing for a moment as he finished healing her, the dull throbbing finally disappearing. Once he pulled back and spoke she sighed softly, rolling her eyes but there was a little hint of a smile on her face as she nodded. “Okay, okay.”

Salazar — 

"Are you hungry?" He asked, getting back inside and to his kitchen to see what he had to make food. He could make simple sandwiches so he was glad that he at least had that "or do you want to go rest?

Mariana — 

She hesitated a moment before just shrugging and following him into the kitchen, “I...—yeah. Sure. I can eat something. Might help.” She murmured as she walked more with him into his space. “I um...can I help? With anything?”(edited)

Salazar — 

"Um..sure, can you cut this?" He said giving her some vegetables he had pulled out from the fridge "I'll be just some chicken subs? Is that okay with you?" He asked, going to pull out tje rest of the ingredients.

Mariana — 

Mari nodded, taking the peppers and onions handed to her and at his comment she rose a brow, giving him a little smile, “considering I usually just eat what I’m allowed from the diner or..whatever they decide to give us in the gutters, I think subs would be great.” It was...odd, how easy this was, how calm she felt around him—a calm she hadn’t felt in a decade. And it should scare her, but right now she didn’t want to focus on that.

Salazar —

Chuckling and face palming himself in the face he nodded "Right, yeah you are right" he mumbled and started making the chicken. For a moment everything felt so...natural that he started humming softly like he usually did while cooking. Cutting the bread and looking for other things at the fridge, maneuvering himself around the girl by actually putting his hands on her waist to move her and look for a pan, everything feeling so...familiar.

Mariana —

Mari used to love cooking with her mother, always loved being in the kitchen and feeding her family, and then serving her witch. So doing it now again after so many years was something she never realized she missed as much as she apparently did. Once done chopping she looked to him, only surprised for a moment by the feeling of his hands against her waist moving her but she let it happen, easily moving along how he wanted her to. Once the pan was out she poured the cut up veggies in and she reached over, hand gently on his arm and the other lightly mmm taking the wooden spoon from his hand,  “I got it. I...I used to like to cook. I haven’t done it in a long time.”

Salazar — 

"You sure?" He asked, letting her take the pan. He wanted her to feel okay, so if cooking would help her he would let her. "Whatever you need, I have it here" he said pointing at the cabinets "Want my help?"

Mariana — 

“Yeah. If you’re okay with it.” She replied, giving him a little smile again before taking over at the stove “oh um...I don’t know my way around your kitchen...if you wanna set the table or..wherever you eat?” She asked moving to pull her hair behind her back to her it out of her face and within moments she was getting into it, easily stirring up the vegetables and adding in the chicken to start cooking it all together.

Salazar —

"Yes yes totally" and with that he moved to set the table and put all they needed in there. He usually didn't eat there, opting to just eat on the couch because why bother? It just made him feel lonelier than he always felt "What do you want to drink? I have juice and beer and of course, water"

Mariana — 

Mari glanced to him as he walked off, again feeling this fluttering in her belly at how much she...liked all this. How nice and easy it all felt and how she wanted it to continue. Fuck. She dazed off for a moment as she stirred the food, stuck in her thoughts until he spoke and she hummed, “oh um..anything? You pick. Surprise me.” She tacked on with a little smile, nodding for@him to get her the bread next so she could make the sandwiches.

Salazar —

Surprise her he didn't know why but that answer and that little smile made him want to just give her everything and that was...dangerous. Clearing his throat and chuckling and grabbed two glasses and decided to make mimosas for them, not wanting ti give her plain beers "Surprise?" He asked after being done.

Mariana —

While Sal went to get their drinks, Mariana finished up with the food, finding herself going through his fridge and taking out some cheese to add to melt on the food before pouring it out into the two bread rolls for the sandwiches. When she was done plating then, Salazar came back with the drinks and Mari smiled, offering him a plate while he offered a drink. “right back at you.” She teased lightly.May 31, 2021

Salazar — 

Looking down at tbe plate he smiled "This look amazing, thank you" He said with a genuine smile. He guided her to the table and left his plate and drink there before pulling her chair back, his excuse was that she had her hands full but deep down, very deep down he knew that he wanted to impress her.

Mariana —

Mari looked down for a moment, a shy little smile on her face at the compliment before she hummed softly, "Hopefully it tastes alright. I haven't cooked since I was home." She admitted quietly- saying the word home before she could even stop herself. She just tried to ignore it though and moved with him to the table, thanking him softly as he pulled the chair out for her.

Salazar —

He sat down after and after giving her a soft thank you he started to eat, letting out a moan of pleasure at how good it taste "This is great, I'm not lying" He said while eating "What else do you like to make? As in food?"

Mariana — 

She smiled again as he complimented her again, feeling a wave of...something wash over her at pleasing him- at doing something to take care of him. She began eating her own sandwich, smiling still as she took a sip from the drink he'd made them. Her expression dimmed a bit though at the question and she looked down, humming softly, "I have a few family recipes I was taught when I was little back in um..--back in Mexico. Where I'm from."

Salazar —

Noticing the way her mood changed he bit his lip "I'm sorry if asking that brought unwanted memories" he mumbled, taking a sip of his drink. He knew how she felt, family being a sore subject for him too which is why he has never talking about them with anyone.

Mariana — 

Mari shook her head, eyes down on her plate still as she chewed another bite of food. "Not unwanted." She murmured quietly, taking another sip of her drink. "More just like...a different lifetime ago." she tried before nodding to him. "Where are you from?"

Salazar — 

"Yeah...I know what you mean" He mumbled, taking another bite of his sandwich. He felt he needed to drink something stronger to drink if they were going to start diving into that territories but he didn't wanted to look like a lunatic so, he didn't moved "Venezuela, I'm from Venezuela" he said with a soft smile.

Mariana — 

Mari took another bite, glad to have something to occupy herself with even as she nodded again, "Did you leave just before the war too?" She asked, wondering just how similar their paths were. As she took she took the last sip of her drink and hummed, moving to get up. "As good as these were...you have any beer?" She asked, tilting her head and figuring they needed something more to drink--and just wanting the change of topic.

Salazar — 

He drank what was left of his drink and huffed a laugh "You could say that, way way before" with that he got up and went to grab a couple of beers for them. Giving one to her before resuming to eat his sandwich with some small talk. Once they were done he offered to wash everything since she had made their food and told her to go to the living room and relax there.

Mariana — 

“Way, way?” She echoed, taking the beer from him and giving him a little smirk around the rim of the bottle, “just how old are you, viejito?”’she teased, taking another drink before continuing her sandwich to finish it up. Once done she gave him a smile as he offered to clean ans she nodded, unconsciously brushing by him as she walked by before she went to the couch. She immediately curled up on one corner, bare legs pulling up under her as she settled in and she just allowed herself another moment to look around, take in his space as she absently ran her fingers through her now-dry hair, twirling a curl around her finger and trying to figure out just...how this all happened and how she ended up here- with him of all people. And how she didn’t quite mind it.

Salazar — 

Shaking his head with a laugh, he finished washing the dishes and putting everything in its place. He then went back to the living room where the girl was  and sat down beside her "521, chiquita. That's my age" he said with a smirk.

Mariana — 

When he finally came back Mariana could already feel exhaustion kicking in, her being tired after the night she’d had, but she perked up when he came back into the room, watching him sit down as she sipped her beer again. His words made her blink though, eyes widening slightly, “Five...—“ she breathed softly before shaking her head. “Wow. Well....considering I’m only 30, my years must just be a blip in your radar.” She grinned at him, taking another sip.

Salazar —

" You are a baby compared to me" he said with a chuckle "I can't even remember what I was doing when I was 30 to be honest" Running his hand through his hair he looked at her, noticing how tired she was and how much she was yawning. Standing up he went to cover her with the blanket the couch had on the backrest "I'll go shower, I'll be back in a bit" He kissed her head and went to take a quick shower.

Mariana — 

“Don’t rub it in, old man.” She shot back—but it was said lightly, with a little smile on her face still. She finished her beer soon enough and put the bottle on the ground for now, absently watching the tv once it was put on and when he threw a blanket over her she hummed, not saying no to it and keeping it over her. “Okay.” She agreed, turning her eyes to the screen again—but what she hadn’t expected was the kiss to her head. Something so gentle and automatic she almost missed it. almost. Instead her heart skipped and her breath caught a bit and a wave of longing flooded through her. But he was gone all at the same time and she looked to him, watching him go. It took a few minutes for her heart to stop racing, and a few minutes more for her to fully relax again. Mari had curled up more under the blanket he threw over her , and with the volume of the tv low and the darkness of the room, Mariana  found herself falling asleep, curled up up to her neck under the blanket.

Salazar — 

Finishing his shower as quick as he could he put on a pair of black sweatpants (he was pretty sure they were the pair of the shirt he has given Mariana) and walked out to the living room while drying his hair with a towel, the scene that greeted him really made his heart do a summersault and he couldn't help but smile. There on the couch, snuggled up like a kitten, was the girl fast asleep if her slow breathing pattern was anything to go by. He went and left the towel on the bathroom before going back to the the girl, crouching down in front of her to...admire her. The soft curve of her nose, her soft looking lips (which he tried not to focus too much on), when he went to grab the hand that had fallen out from the blanked he noticed the black scar on her hand and when his brain caught on the meaning, his eyes watered with pain for her, running his hand over his face he stared at it "How much you must have suffered" he whispered. Deciding not to let her sleep there he carried her bridal style careful not to wake her up and took her to his room, laying her down on his bed. He hesitated before laying down beside her, leaving a respectable distance between them.

Mariana — 

Mariana barely stirred when he came into the room, far more exhausted than she'd even realized--especially since, for the first time in a long time, her psyche knew she was safe here. She didn't have to sleep with one eye open, didn't have to fear that at any moment she'd be woken up. Rented. Punished. So she was so deeply asleep she didn't even stir when Salazar touched her hand or when she was picked up. Instead she just curled against him, nuzzling in against his chest as she slept. Mari stayed sleeping deeply the whole night too but she shifted as her dreams turned dark, nudging the pillow between them aside and unconsciously shifting closer to the witch, her entire being wanting to be closer, craving the safety and the peace that came from being around him. She ended up curled against his side, her head resting on his chest and her (scarred) hand laying over his heart as she drifted back off to an easier sleep, his presence practically guarding her from nightmares.

Salazar — 

He didn't know when it happened but throughout the night he ended up with a armful of familiar and him pretty much wrapping her in his arms protectively around her, his face pretty much pressed into her hair and his heart and mind in peace, like it hasn't been in a long time.

Mariana — 

Mari stayed cuddled up against him, only finally beginning to stir awake when the morning sun began streaming through the windows. She let out a little noise, nuzzling her face against him for a moment and scrunching her face up against the light before things started coming back to her. The demon. Being rented. Being touched. Being hit and choked. Being saved. Her eyelashes slowly fluttered open as she realized her pillow was moving, breathing slowly, and a moment later she realized why and just who it was. Salazar. She shifted a bit, about to move away when she realized his arms were wrapped around her (and her bare legs were tangled with his and she let out a shaky breath, lifting her head up just enough to look down at his sleeping face.June 2, 2021

Salazar — 

If someone asked him what has been the best sleep of his life he would, without a doubt, say last's. He slept so soundly and peacefully like he hadn't in ages. Waking up because he felt the warm on top of him move he let out a sleepy sound, a bit disoriented and still have asleep "Morning" He whispered, his voice huskier because of sleep.

Mariana — 

Mari watched him for a moment, taking in the lines of his face, the stubbled beard along his jaw. She mentally traced along the bridge of his nose and the bow of his lips before he was suddenly moving under her and when he spoke she let out a breath, telling herself to relax and just giving him a sleepy (shy) little smile, hoping it wasn’t obvious that she’d been staring. “Good morning.” She murmured, her voice softer than normal, quieter, not wanting to break the little bubble they were in—even if she should.

Salazar — 

He opened his eyes more and gave her a soft sleepy smile "How did you sleep?" He asked, stroking her back tenderly. He really didn't wanted this moment to end, because the world outside of this room was nothing like the atmosphere they created right there.

Mariana — 

She couldn’t help the way her breath came out a bit shakily as he rubbed his hand along her back. It was all so...nice,  she felt more relaxed and safer than she had in a decade. The last time she felt like this was with Lydia and..it scared her. It made her want to run. It made her want to cry and press in closer, not wanting it to end. “A-Alright.” She murmured, tucking some hair behind her ear while the rest splayed out over her shoulders. “I...sorry. About ending up on top of you..”

Salazar — 

"That's good" he said, moving to rub his face to get rid of the remaining sleepiness. He chuckled and shook his head "Don't worry about it. To be honest this is the best night I've had in ages" He didn't know why he had admitted that, maybe it was his half asleep brain not realizing just how that sounded_. He moved to sit up carefully not to mover her too roughly and stretched until he heard a pop and groaned.

Mariana — 

Mari paused when he said that. It was one thing for her to have enjoyed the sleep. But for him—the supreme, someone who was hundreds of years old and could probably have any familiar with him.... She just hummed in response and then glanced down to her hands, realizing her scar was easily noticeable if she showed her palm and she immediately pulled her hands to herself as she shifted off of him and sat on the bed, looking down at her bare legs, half covered by the sheets. “I um.....I should get going. I have to be at work soon.” She mumbled, running her fingers through her hair to push it out of her face.

Salazar — 

When she mentioned leaving he looked at her "Are you sure?" He asked, concerned. He knew that she had things to do but he was sure he could figure something out to have her be free that day. He noticed the way she pretty much hid her hand and stared at it "Mariana...what happened?" He asked, referring to the mark.

Mariana — 

Mari nodded when he spoke, knowing it was probably for the best that she get up and go. This...whatever this was? Wasn't reality. It was just..a fluke. This wasn't her life and she needed to get back to the real world. She opened her mouth to speak, to just thank him again for everything--before he was speaking again, and motioning to her hand, and as he did she froze, her body visibly tensing. A dozen emotions filtered through her face. Shock. Disbelief. Anguish. Regret. Anger.... She snatched her hand more into herself like she'd been burnt, clutching it to her chest before shaking her head and moving to kick the blankets off her legs. "I..I have to go."

Salazar —

"Hey wha-why?" He asked, standing up and going after her "I just- I want to know" he said taking her hand to stop her from leaving. He knew it was a touchy subject but he wanted to know when and if that was the reason why she ended up as a slave.

Mariana — 

Mariana shook her head as she climbed off the bed. She grabbed her shoes and the broken dress she’d been wearing and just bundled it all up in her arms, her heart racing and panic flooding through her system so severely that it nearly left her dizzy. When he grabbed her hand she let out a noise and immediately tugged her hand back. “Just because you’re the supreme doesn’t mean you get everything you want.” She grit out, tears gathering in her eyes— And as angry as she looked, it was obvious she was scared too. “Even if Im nothing but a slave.”

Salazar — 

Her comment only made him let go of her "If you think I'm just doing this just cause I'm the Supreme you are greatly wrong" He said before his face changed completely, closing off and just looking at her with a frown "Have a great day, Mariana" He said turning to go back to his room.(edited)

Mariana —

“Doing what? Showing some basic decency to someone? Do you want a prize for having an ounce of humanity?” Her whole body was aching to stop. She wasn’t mad at him just...everything else. Mad and scared and she didn’t know what else to do but to let her defense mechanisms go up. Her body was shaking a bit, her entire being wanting to go back to the witch, to feel that safety and contentment again. Instead she scoffed, angrily rubbing a hand over her face as a tear escaped. “Yeah.” She muttered, staring at him for a moment more before she finally turned and headed out, slamming the door loudly behind her.

Salazar — 

He felt angry and upset by her words, he wasn't doing just that to gain something from her, that was never his plan, and the fact that she thought so was...really heartbreaking to a point. That's why he didn't like when people he would start wanting to get close to people because all of them always disappointed him.

#para #para: salazar #c: sal #discord para

[shhh-no-ones-home]

fuse (2/2) slash x reader x izzy stradlin

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part 1 part 2

a part two was suggested by @slashscowboyboots "izzy and reader are both miserable without each other."

i know its not a request but i couldnt help myself. i appreciate you for the ideas and really enjoyed writing this. i hope you like it

song: heather by conan gray

tag list: @cynic-spirit @satans-arse @slashscowboyboots @littlemisscare-all

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i seethed as i watched izzy flirt with the groupie; him and axl both gently touching her arm as she laughed with them. slash just pulled me closer to him, resting his head into the crook of my neck.

"i still think you need to talk to him. this has gone on long enough."

i crossed my arms over my chest.

"what do you care? you're getting laid."

i hissed. he rested his hands on my hips, leaning back to look at me like i was crazy. i sighed in defeat.

"youre right, im sorry. he just makes me so mad."

he shook his head before resuming his position.

"and you dont think you make him mad? you told him off less than a month ago and neither of you have talked since, just aggressive glances at each other across venues, buses, and restaurants."

he snaked his arms around my torso in a hug and i ran my hands lightly across them, closing my eyes and leaning into his touch.

"yeah but weve been over this, he hasnt let up with them though."

i said motioning to the group of girls now surrounding them, begging for attention like dogs.

"but he hasnt been with any of them since the fight, cant you see that?"

he asked and turned to look at him a little bewildered.

"what do you mean?"

he sent me a knowing look.

"we both know hes dying without you. he may still party and flirt and get off, but he hasnt been with any of those girls."

i looked back over at him longingly, catching him glancing at me before looking away quickly. i tapped saul's hand gently, asking to be let go as i stood upright. he held my hand for a second, trying to study my face.

"ill be back, i need some air."

i said slipping my crew pass out of my pocket and onto my neck.

"ill be here when you get back."

he said, letting me leave. i stood up tall, walking with power and my head held high as i walked past the group of them to the door. i pushed it open, squinting my eyes as the setting sun glared in my face. i sighed in relief as the warm evening air engulfed me, the breeze pushing my hair around my shoulders as i leaned into the banister in front of me.

"dont you know its dangerous to be out here by yourself? we have some pretty crazy fans after all."

i heard izzy say behind me, hearing the door click closed a second later.

"its nice to know you still care."

i quipped back, not looking at him as he appeared next to me, lighting a cigarette before mirroring how i was standing.

"of course i do, im just surprised you didnt bring slash out here for a make-out session or something."

i snorted, shaking my head as i looked to the concrete below us.

"guess i just needed a break."

i saw him nod out of the corner of my eye, blowing smoke out into the open air.

"how much of  break?"

he asked hesitantly. i finally looked at him and he looked as lost as i was.

"not sure yet, it depends."

he looked at me quizzically.

"on?"

i breathed deeply.

"on you."

he smirked at me.

"is that so?"

i held a finger in the air.

"before you ask if he's not doing it for me i need you to know that we've only slept together twice in the last month and he is just comforting me cause youve been an asshole this whole tour."

he drew his brows in protest.

"hey! if anything, you started this!"

i leaned back.

"oh i started this? if i remember correctly, you were the one sleeping around after confessing your undying love to me. i had every right to find someone new!"

he scoffed at me, rolling his head to the side.

"is that so? well why did it have to be slash?"

i motioned to the door.

"would you rather it have been axl? steven maybe?"

i said angrily.

"of course not!"

i threw my hands in the air.

"who then? who would you rather i be with?"

he groaned.

"me god damnit!"

he yelled, and i froze.

"i want you to be with me!"

he stepped closer and i stepped back. i watched with wide eyes as he shook his head.

"i do love you, and im an idiot for not showing you that sooner, okay. i will admit that. im an even bigger idiot for not saying something sooner. ive been miserable without you. i cant sleep, i cant eat, i cant think straight."

i sighed heavily.

"and i havent slept with any of those girls since our fight. it just ruined me knowing how mad that made you. and evey part of me wanted to, to make you jealous or get rise out of you but you seemed so happy with slash. its been eating away at me."

i looked down a little ashamed.

"im not happier with slash, izzy. i love you. hes just a friend at best but he was also there when you werent. and hell yeah i was jealous, i was pissed that youve been surrounded by other girls this whole time. it made me so mad cause i missed you. i missed us."

i confessed, looking up at him with sad eyes. he put his cigarette out against the metal banister before flicking the filter away from him.

"i missed us too. can we please go back to what we were doing before? i dont know if i can stand much more of this tour without you."

he said a little broken. i nodded, letting him step closer this time. his hands found their way slowly to my hips as he looked down at me endearingly.

"im so sorry."

he said sincerely, touching my face gently and running his thumb over my cheek. it was a touch i had missed so much and it made me want to cry. i could feel my heart pounding in my chest as he leaned down and kissed me softly. i hummed in content against him as our mouths moved together, my fingers finding their way to the hair at the back of his neck.

"oh, fucking finally."

i heard from the door, both of us pulling away from each other. there was slash standing in the doorway, grinning from ear to ear. i couldnt help the blush creeping its way to my face as izzy held me to him.

"uh, yeah. sorry i didnt come back, i was a little busy."

he raised his beer bottle to me in cheers.

"no worries babe, take all the time you need, im just glad youre fixing things."

i looked up at izzy who was smiling down at me.

"yeah, she might not be coming back to you."

he said before kissing me again, making me giggle into him. i heard slash laugh and then the door clicking behind him as he went back inside. izzy rested his forehead against mine.

"im never letting you go again."

he said pecking me on the lips quickly. i looked between his eyes.

"you promise?"

he nodded against me.

"i promise."

#wattpad #x reader #slash #saul hudson #izzy stradlin #jeffrey isbell #gnr #258 #imagines #one shots

[distinguishednachotale]

The DJ

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Chapter Four

A farmhouse cottage stood swallowed beneath a field of lush green grass, a wooden fence surrounded the boundaries with beautifully tended to flowers weaving their way through the timber. A cobblestone pathway led to the front porch where a middle aged couple were enjoying a quiet Scotch to wind down the end of the day, a pipe hung loosely from his mouth while she had her feet up on the his lap enjoying a soft massage. The farm was running smoothly, enough profits coming in to put on another farmhand allowing the older man to spend a little less time in the fields and more time enjoying the company of his now retired wife.

 “Have you heard from Everly this week?” James wandered out loud, knowing the answer would still be a ‘no’ but hoping that even an e-mail had been exchanged, a photo or anything. With a sigh Leticia shook her head. “Did we do something, do you think?” The silence between themselves and their daughter as painful, they didn’t know her address to visit, their e-mails and text messages went unanswered. Occasionally she would send a two or three word response, but never any detail. Their older son, Angus, worked on the farm with them; his house across the road where he, his wife and four children lived. It was a rare day that the grandchildren didn’t wander across to their Grandparents house to spend time together. To have the polar opposite from their daughter was eating away at them.

 “Oh, speak of the devil.” Leticia smiled widely, her mobile phone lit up with a photo of her beautiful daughter and her name. “Oh Everly, my love we were just talking about ye.”

 “Mrs McCarthy, it’s Richard Madden. Uh, I’m not sure if you remember me,”[/I

Sitting forward and pulling her feet down from her husbands lap, a frown crossed her face, “Richard, has something happened to Everly?” It wasn’t like Everly to call, let alone having someone call from her mobile. “Please, lad, tell me.”

 “I’m sorry, Mrs McCarthy. I was trying to help her leave him, she was coming back to life and, god, she was her again…” Though a broken voice and breaks to compose himself Richard told the McCarthy’s all he knew. The phone placed on loud speaker so both parents could hear of the journey their daughter had been on over the years without them knowing. Angus had wandered into the yard with a cheerful ‘Hello’ only to stop when he saw the look on his parents face. Running to them he heard the tail end of the explanation, the attack.

 “He broke a lot of bones, her wrist, two fingers, jaw, cheek bones, eye socket, ribs.. Her rib punctured her lungs, there’s a tube in there at the minute to fix that. Uh,” His voice broke looking at the sleeping figure before him, your jaw wired shut to help it heal while an oxygen mask covered you face gently. “They fixed her liver, it was lacerated as well as her right kidney. I’m sorry, I’m sorry I couldn’t stop him.”

 “It’s not ye fault, laddy. Thank you for finding her. We’ll get a flight-”

 “I’ll have my assistant organize it, one less thing to take care of. Angus, can I get you a flight too?”

 “If ye could, Rich. I’ll bring Ma and Pa over.” Jotting down their details on his own phone Richard sent everything to his own assistant to have organised, flights and hotels to be close to their daughter at hospital. Bidding them farewell he promised not to leave her side again, to stay with her and keep her safe until they arrived. You hadn’t woken up since you were found, the Doctors assured Richard this was common when suffering trauma and a severe concussion; rest was the bodies natural defence.

 Police had been by to take statements after scouring the trailer for evidence to link Nate to the attack, evidence was taken from beneath your fingernails; his skin and DNA was trapped there from you clawing at him. He had been found, drunk and covered in dried blood in his hotel room. He was sure he had killed you, hoped he had killed you. Disappointment was evident when he found out you were alive, fighting for your life despite his attempt to end it.

 The following morning Richard had not yet moved, occasionally he was brought a coffee or a sandwich by the kind nurses; otherwise he sat there watching your every breath. You’d had a small turn overnight, your heart rate dropping dangerously low but it was stabilised quickly by the Doctor’s on hand. The swelling was increasing, as expected. The broken bones were being inspected by a orthopaedic surgeon, plastic surgeon and ear-nose-throat specialist to ensure a healthy recovery with minimal facial scarring.

 Two days passed before your family arrived, they had quickly taken their belongings to the hotel before coming straight to the hospital to be with you. Leticia had crumbled upon seeing her only daughter so broken, bruised and damaged. James was quiet, trying to stay strong for his wife while feeling his own heart shatter upon seeing his baby. Angus turned to rage, having to immediately step back outside to regain his composure. Richard followed him outside, wanting to make sure he was alright.

 “Its one thing to hear it, ye ken. But to actually see it…” Angus ran his hand through his shaggy hair, pushing it off his face. “I’ve never wanted to kill someone before, but now. Thank you for finding her.”

 “I’m expected back on set this evening, re-shooting some scenes with a stand in for Ev, I’m sorry I’ll have to leave soon. Are you going to be okay-”

 “She’s awake.” Richard and Angus both jumped hearing your Father speak, his voice shaking with both relief and sadness. Walking in they saw you laying very still, eyes open and breathing slowly with trepidation. The ache and pull in your side told you your lung was damaged, you were afraid to breathe too hard or deep.

 “Angus and Richard are here too, Evey.” Your mother quietly told you, running her hand over your hair gently. You flicked your eyes over to the figured standing near the doorway, hardly able to make much out with your limited vision. Any calm quickly faded when you attempted to move your mouth, the wires on your teeth bound together keeping your jaw closed and still, it caused an immediate panic inside you.

 “What’s going on?” Angus worried, looking a the heart rate machine escalate into fast rhythm as your body jolted. “Doctor!” He darted out the door searching for help. Richard recognised the look on your face, despite the swelling he could see your fear. Crouching beside you he softly placed his hand on your cheek and ran his thumb gently and slowly.

 “Shhhh… Ev, I know you’re scared.” You raised your hand to your jaw and mouth, he picked up your non verbal worry. “It’s wired, Love. It’s a little broken, it’s going to be a couple of weeks wired to heal. But I’m sure you’ll find a way to talk our ears off still.” He teased lovingly. “There’s a tube in your nose, I’m sure it’s uncomfortable. It’s your feeding tube, you can’t eat for a little while either. There’s another in your lung, just keeping it inflated for now…” James, Angus, Leticia and the Doctor’s watched as your heart rate lowered as Richard explained what was happening, neither of you breaking eye contact with each other.

 Three weeks passed, filming was rearranged so Richard could do his part quickly to be alongside you as you healed. Your jaw was released, you were unable to eat solid food still due to the pain but had enjoyed being able to slowly have spoonful’s of soup, and the occasional sneaky liquid treat brought into the hospital by your brother and Richard. The tube in your lung had long been removed, stitches still in place helping the skin recover from being open. The swelling around your face had gone down dramatically, your eyes were open fully but a dark shade of blue still. New’s had spread around the media, a news outlet had gotten photos of you being taken away from the trailer - you had unwillingly become the face of domestic violence, a pressure you were not ready for.

 You had been taken back to Scotland to finish healing at your parents farm, Richard had brought himself a little time before he had to go into intense filming of his upcoming program ‘Bodyguard’ to be with you. His role was going to leave him drained, he knew it. Between rest and physical therapy, you ran lines with him when and when he was doing his workouts you watched from the porch while admiring his physicality.

 “I forgot how fresh the air is here,” You breathe in deeply, leaning back as Richard ran a brush through your hair softly. Putting the brush down he ran his finger tips gently through the strands of your long hair, tying it into a loose bun at the nape of your neck for you. “You don’t have to do all this, you know?” Looking back behind you, Richard had his eyebrow raised at you.

 “Stop protesting, ye stubborn woman.”

 “I’ll miss you when you have to go.” Sadly the time was coming, you both knew it. “Although I won’t miss my Pa making me sleep with the door open.” James had allowed Richard to sleep in your bed with you under the condition the bedroom door remained open, a traditional man and not wanting anything to be happening under his roof. Although nothing had been said, the mutual feelings you had for one another had you spending your nights curled up safe by his side; nightmares and anxiety were common overnight, the security of having Richard there was soothing.

 “You know as soon as you’re ready, my house is ready for you.”

 “The movers are getting my things from my house this weekend, moving it to storage.”

 “Have them bring it to my apartment, no point moving it twice.” The warm sun shone down on you both, a picnic rug beneath you both as you sat in the front yard of the farm. Over the fence you could see your Pa, brother and farmhand moving the sheep into the next yard; the well trained dogs doing their part to herd the sheep over. It was peaceful hearing them call to the dog in Gaelic, you missed hearing the language you had grown being spoken to in.

 “I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost you again,” You told Richard, looking over at him

 A soft kiss was pressed against your lips, “You’ll never have to find out.”

#richard madden #richard madden x ofc #richard madden fanfiction

[darrowsrising]

Dark Age final thoughts, by yours truly! Spoilers ahead, blacklist the tag.

One thing you learn about talking about books on the internet is that if you can't take criticism of your own criticism - someone disagrees with a critique of yours - you should check your panties for uncomfortable bunches.

You can state your opinions without getting offended if someone disagrees with them (of course they should do that in a respectful manner). If you didn't want anyone discussing what you say, then pardon me, I had this ridiculous thought that we can have a conversation around our separate opinions.

I never aim to change one's opinion. I only want to present things how I see them. Because I always agree to disagree, as books are subjective. Our interpretation of them even more so.

Please, fellow Howlers, take this post of mine and if you disagree with what I say here, tell me so and add your own thoughts.

I don't have rose-coloured glasses when it comes to Red Rising, despite the what I look like. I do have rose eyes when it comes to Darrow and I ain't sorry. But it's always the good parts that interest me more than its bad parts. That's why I don't talk about them much. Why wouldn't I do that? I am here for a great time, not for Pixie time.

Now, to delve as I should in this abyss of my mind, here are my final Dark Age thoughts:

I love this book and I'd give it 5/5.

There were some plot points that kinda felt wierd to me. Like the fact that Atlas and Atalantia have way more claws embedded into the Republic than I thought possible. Some things are too much like the Obsidian Gorgon.

Yet, 99.99% procent of it was amazing.

I loved Mustang's pov the most, it delievered exactly what I wanted and more.

Darrow is on equal footing, even if his plot was heart-breaking.

Lyria was gorgeous and I loved her plot the mostn to be honest. It had everything.

Ephraim found his guts and stopped wallowing and it was glorious! I was wary of his redemption, but in the end, it was indeed glorious. Tragic, but he was built that way. I never expected otherwise.

Lysander was hard to endure. Very hard. There is no redemption for him. Too many of such arcs can be annoying, although Pierce Brown always deliever.

I knew Cassius wouldn't die like that. When he looked at Lysander, I had the same feeling as when Sevro called Lilath an 'untidy abortion'. Which was glorious. Of course, he wouldn't even think that, but he surely has some regrets that he let Lysander become this.

Pax and Electra are amazing and sweet. And feral. I am so happy that we got more of them. They are exactly what I love part mother, part father, 100% their own bloodydamn selves.

Victra was a goddess and I love her so very much. The writing is so amazing when it comes to Victra. I felt how genuine she is and how out there. It was beautiful to read. So beaitiful.

Lyria, Volga and Victra are amazing and it was amazing to read of them. Now I want more.

The girl action in this book was exactly what I needed.

Also loved Virginia with Holiday and Theodora.

I am devastated still from the death of some of my faves and my new faves.

Ephraim was always annoying to me, but after Pax and the Obsidians kick sense into him, I do come to appreciate his style. Thank Reaper he stopped with those us vs. them, I disliked those the most.

Volga is the most precious feral baby ever and if something happens to her, I don't care, we riot.

Luckly, Adrius 2 doesn't know how to erase memories yet. So here's hoping Cassius, Darrow, Screwface and Thraxa rescue them on their way to Mars.

Atlas au Raa is really overpowered imo. I dislike his comparation with Vlad the Impaler, it is ill-fitting.

Diomedes is on Earth. The Minotar is joining the fray.

Lysander got the Minotar to protect himself against Atalantia&co. And to help him bring them down, I suppose. But Apollonius is a lot like Tactus. Darrow is just worth following. I'd rather have Apollonius fight with Darrow than Lysander getting something else than life in Deepgrave (or something similar). He might want to be the Apex Predator and steal Darrow's thunder, but Darrow is the only one who beat him multiple times. Apple is unpredictable. I wouldn't count on him fighting for Lysander for long, he is no lap dog.

Holiday should kill Flavinius, that would be a sight to see.

Ragnar's father or not, that Gorgon is going down.

Lyria's parasite is interesting, but I'm dying to know what the fuck it is. Pax, you're as sly as your father and intelligent as your mother, but damn if my waiting like 2 years to find out about Figment doesn't frustrate me.

Atalantia and Lilath should die terribly.

Daxo, Sefi, Alexandar, Ephraim and Ulysses' deaths were the hardest on me. I can't re-read this book.

The violence I didn't mind in the least, I am used to it, I read A Song of Ice and Fire and Broken Empire and I'm used to it. Even if it happens to characters you like and thus dousing the flame of hope in you, I don't find it unnecessary. The Red girls destroying the Red Hand, the Reds gathering to fight, Lyria causing all of that - beautiful. Even Sefi's death - the Obsidians were feared even in Morning Star that they would rampage everything. They indeed were held back only by Sefi. So her brutal death was what ignited the wildfire. A swift death would have left the Obsidians feel sorry for their queen.

Virginia being vulnerable in front of Victra and full of scars, more than even on Victra's body, was beutiful. I just want Darrow to kiss every one of them 😭 I am happy that these two are how they are. They're coming together was beautiful.

Atalantia and Atlas are 100% for taking the Rim. Lysander hasn't find out about the real Ascomanni. That might be what bites him on ythe arse at the end. Still, there is the risk that he suffers from poison, but, as Rising data shows, he poisons himself a bit at the time to withstand poison.

Kalindora believing in Lysander makes me pity her. Lysander thinks of what people do to pay back their horrible deeds and says that it is what Kalindora, Cassius and Darrow did. I pity him too...Cassius' mercy wasn't about ganing back honor.

Lysander's mum issues are almost as disgusting as the incestuous pedophile he will have to marry.

Ajax wasn't much of a threat, more like a foot soldier, because he is no man, but a little insecure boy that let's himself be a victim and a puppy. He is no Aja or Atlas. He is a little puppet with some great razor wielding skills.

I understand how Adrius' plans deceived Virginia. We are shown exactly how he is the smarter of the twins. But Virginia pulled through and I love her arcs.

I knew the Vox was corrupted and Dancer would be a puppet. Too bad he is also a victim. He didn't deserve that.

Virginia cried before the Day of the Red Doves and after she woke up on Dejah Thoris. I cried with her.

I love Mars, I love that planet so much. I love its people. Even the Minotaur is Martian. And I love Virginia's Iron Circle and the way every martian gathered to see Pride Two and the Sovereign. I love the slingBlade made of blazes in Cimmeria. I love how Mars received the Sovereign. They love her for her, not because she is Darrow's ally or wife. They love their Sovereign.

Lyria and Volga are totally it for each other.

The writing was so beautiful, I love it very much. Well, that's an understatement, but words elude me right now.

I feel that Pierce built the clonning thing well enough that the clone of the Jackal is a twist, but not impossible, so I liled that.

The Minotaur would kill Glirastes and he should.

Rhonna broke my heart.

Valdir is surely out there gathering the remains and I totally believe he would go with either Darrow or Virginia, or Volga. He'd want to deliever the heart of that Gorgon personally to Tyr Morga.

I'm afraid for Sevro, Pebble and Clown, but here's hoping, because that's all we can do.

Aurea might be Evey and I'm all for it. Someone needs to drag Diomedes from the shiteshow.

Finally, in the immortal words of Pierce Elliot Brown on HowlerPodn episode 31:

Dark Age is the best book in the series and if you don't like it, that's fine. Fuck you!

#iron gold trilogy #astrea reads dark age #dark age spoilers #dark age

[bnicolesblog]

Youre a loser for not showing up to ur sons birthday party. Espically when u said ud be there. Choice was urs, dont cry when he doesnt know who u are. Everyone that was meant to be there was. Hope u realize ur not getting invited to anymore birthdays. Thats some movie shit zach ur a diagrace i feel so bad for gabriel that ur his biological dad. Thank god he has a real father figure, loser. And i also hope u know it was a great time gabriel had so much fun my son is such a special little boy. I shouldnt be shocked that u didnt show up knowing YOU but idk i was, i guess i was just thinking of course hes gonna show up its his CHILDS birthday party his whole family that lives above ground in the same house went and he said he was going. I told gabriel u were going more than once. Wheres his birthday present zach cause he wont be with YOUR MOTHER till the 20th. What is wrong with u that u make no effort with gabriel at all all summer all year nothing whats wrong with u. This is a huge reason were moving out of state. You dont want to be a dad you dont want gabriel we both know that, but gabriel never will. When he asks why you arent at his school things like all the other dads, his birthdays, holidays anything my answer will be because daddy lives so far away baby. He will never know u dont want him. It hurts me FOR HIM. How do u just not care enough to go weeks and months without seeing your son dude when u live 20 minutes away and i knoww ur sick of hearing it cause im sick of saying it. How does that even sit with u how do u sleep at night. To me thats character and what makes u a good person or bad, if ur there for ur kids or not. Youve missed soo much his most important milestones and i dont have a time machine for u to go back and be there for them there just gone. How do u not put everything u have into making urself a new life its been three years bro and u still live in a third of a basement and cant even drive ur son around. The one time u had gabriel this summer was in the moring after ur mom watched him overnight and u had the whole fucking day off and BITCHED about me wanting to be an hour late so gabriel wouldnt be sitting in cape cod traffic saying u and ur mom wants to know whats going on. Haha like what ive never heard of that i dont know anyone else that has to check with their mommy regarding how long theyre with their child, ur such a baby dude like grow up. You chill with ur boys more than u see gabriel. everyones right and i never wanted to admit it to myself cause it hurts me so much and one day it will hurt him to but you just dont care or have any interest or want in being his dad.

Think about giving up ur right not that u literally have ANY but just so someone someday when i get married can be his father too. I hope u notice the change when he turns two. One weekend a month at ur house for ur mom and honesty idk if ill even feel comfortable with that after the new year, and theres not a damn thing u can do it about it. Ill be that bad guy to everyone idc im not going to confuse my son into thinking when he spends the weekend at Nana and Papas the man that comes out the basement is suppose to be his superman but why does he only see u for a few hours a month. He just wont see u at all. I get that youve been enabled to do jack shit ur whole life look at ur circle ur family ur friends, i want gabriel to be nothing like that, but at some point u gotta be like damn im almost thirty cant drive outta state live in a basement have nothing to do with my child and got a bachelors degree to pump gas and cut wood like what homie. Youre a sad excuse for a man and father. I CANNOT WAIT to get Gabriel away from this state and all the empty broken promises in it cause right now they dont hurt him they just hurt me and zach i swear on everything holy they never will. Its never going to be an option. I told i u had till he was 2 to make an effort like thats pathetic in itself who needs to be told to make an effort with their kid. Imagine if that was me and i just showed up evey other month thatd be fucked up thats what u do. When was the last time u cooked him supper, took him to the park, gave him a bath, rocked him to sleep, read him a story, got him dressed, kissed him before school, make brownies with him anything.. u dont know who his favorite animal is favorite tv show favorite car anything. Hes going to be two in less than a week. Yesterday was the final straw i couldnt sleep last night fucking bawling my eyes out for hours going through his gifts picking up after his party wondering why u werent there for him for two hours even just one. I waited to serve food for u. I always wait for u looking at every car that goes by hoping it was u. I was four year old u yesterday and it hurt a lot but that will never be Gabriel. I love u and always will and ive always had hope for u but i just dont anymore. i hope u stay safe and enjoy ur few hours a month with your son till we leave. It breaks my heart for him. But im guessing u smoked a blunt and slept like a baby last night with not a care in the world. NOW, now there is literally no point for us to communicate in anyway. Heads up though this life ur living is gonna get real old one day and that day itll be too late. Goodbye zach.

The letter he'll never read

[minusthecynic]

I aint got time for playing games just that chick who sets my heart aflame it aint no mystery what happened with her and me/ how it wasn't meant to be/ how we fell apart like the little statuette I made of my art group leader in his honour cos it wasn't properly prepared for the kiln/ am I ready to endure that blazing tongue licking trial and torture/ don't kick me when I'm down cos you will teach me nothing you will just breed little beasties of resentment in me/ which wrap themselves around my neck and strangle the living daylights out of me/ in Jah I delight if you didn't know already/ rocking steady to this beat/ the music that's playing in my head when I write this/ I wont be defeated by my pitiful circumstances/ they say time heals all wounds but I've still got scabs cos I keep picking them open every time they start to recover/ breaking the bars of my skin cells cracking them open like fortune cookies/ fresh blood flows out my flesh/ I look like a wookie when folks give me stress/ I'm so blessed/ not oppressed by demons any longer/ though you might think otherwise if you saw the way I treat those pretty witty butterflies that come into my net/ live my love life with no regret/ you can make me soaking wet like the sea/ but I crave a deeper intimacy than the kind that your mind could ever possibly provide/ and its deeper than just bumping and grinding for me/ I want that church and steeple kind of love/ I want that sunday morning you in that white wedding dress kind of love/ I want the whole world knowing about us kind of love/ I don't like doing things in the secret chambers of a garden dark/ hey why should we hide our affection from the world we have been doing that for far too long and you wonder why I snapped my link with you/ don't expect to be respected if you aint prepared to show it shorty/ I aint hating on you I still love you but we can never be together again you already know that/ I know you harbour no illusions about the potential of the two of us to be together/ I'm desperately scribbling like an idiot jailbird chewing his last meal to avoid the temptation of another live video broadcast I shouldn't be watching streaming from the lounge room of some cutie I probably shouldn't be friends with but my love for God is endless/ so can I extend a benevolent hand without my motives being twisted all out of shape like pipe cleaners/ some say I'm a dreamer cos I spit that utopian paradise concept I utilize these skills not to pay the bills just to entertain the masses/ some may say I'm classist nah I'm just a classic/ like retro reebok or Adidas sneaks/ I do speak my mind in volumes copious compendiums of the freedom I've been extended by Jesus/ I won't end up like my grandfolks did/ going to hell in a handbasket/ unless they truly turned around on their deathbeds/ I've got to hope what they confessed to my moms n pops was genuine/ cos id sure hate not to see their lovely faces in heaven/ its pretty tricky yo when youre the second generation/ passing on the truth you learned from your ancestors/ I can relate to that indigenous struggle to maintain cultural heritage/ keep the language alive/ keep our songs and dances going/ put our art on blast/ cos we don't want our past to always remain our past sometimes we want it present in our future also/ only the bits that can potentially be redeemed for Jesus/ some say I'm an also ran/ but I aint gonna freeze up just because hate and criticism be on the increase/ shorty knows ive got it locked with Jesus He causes the evil to decrease in me/ less of me and more of you Lord this is my plea/ I know I cheat cos I don't flow to the beat/ just the music drumming in between my own ears/ perfect love casts out all fear/ you can tell I'm sloppy with my rhyme schemes panting for Christs living water like a thirsty deer/ unlike my homegirl channy I don't flow properly/ I do it sloppily but I'm still Gods property/ I dig this rap game ever since I was knee high to a grasshopper/ ive been that wannabe rhyme dropper/ homies hate on the skills got me wondering why don't they go ahead and do it themselves if they want to hear something slightly more endearing/ I would be cheering/ I aint hating for the sake of hating/ big up my homies I be celebrating/ not denigrating/ this is more than a recreational pursuit for me/ I would do it for a full time job but noones dangling golden cash carrots under me/ little wonder cos my thunder got stolen by way too many broken hearts and the molten lava I fell in/ cos my ego got in the way of my progress/ little girls calling me their idol/ people comparing me to my heroes/ as if I could ever be considered their peers and equals/ my head got big and swelled/ I could barely hold it up it was so bursting with pride/ yet when I chose to walk by the side of the lion of zion I realized how little I was without His help/ and what wee amounts of change I could accomplish stranded on my own on a lonely island/ selfishness just gets you nowhere fast/ ive got regrets for the way I used to live/ that die is cast but I broke the mould/ still haven't got a woman to have and hold/ for the rest of my life though when I do I'm gonna treat her like purest gold/ a diamond that's been cut innumerable times made more beautiful by her scars/ she will forever own my heart/ I hate the fact that I cant be with her right now/ I hate the fact that God said no to one girl but He might say yes to another/ plenty fish in the sea for this brother/ I know its a tired stale old cliché but I believe that I don't have to settle for a life of permanent bachelorhood/ and if youre a chick youre a spinster/ don't let them stick that bachelorette trash labelling on you/ whats in a name/ identity distinction/ you aint one of the bros you're your own person/ I give up on myself too soon just like I did with you/ strap me to a billion black balloons let them weigh down this sad faced clown/ fill them up with concrete when its still dripping liquid/ if that's even possible/ descriptive of the way I feel/ like I'm sweating bullets and lead/ scared of the future without a bae to call my own/ unlike that game show I don't aim to claim the throne/ I'm just happy playing follow the leader/ not straying from Jahs calling rounding up those stubborn ones I'm that sheep dog/ prodding cattle to get moving on a journey of self improvement/ no one knows the troubles ive seen or where ive been/ or the times when ive come in between a rock and a hard place/ or husbands and wives/ gossip separates friends/ and causes you to use kitchen knives/ for something other than slicing up animal meat/ I don't want any more blood flowing down our streets/ we already got robbed once I would be a dunce if I ever put myself in a position to allow that to happen again/ now God provided the money so we can claim back on insurance all that got jacked from us/ and so we could tighten our security/ Lord I wanna live a life of purity but you know what these two eyes see/ pretty young things find their way to me when I aint even looking for them/ so ive gotta be extra careful do that dip and bounce with my eyeballs/ when other dudes in seventh grade were making collages of busty babes I was pasting tiny babies snaps to my page/ we didn't even get to use a pen til then/ maybe it was freshman year/ can we live our lives without causing each others eyes to drip rivers of tears/ all of these days weeks months I wasted/ all of the blood on my lips I tasted/ only from my own d n a far as I could tell/ though some share the same  as me/ in some small way linked by code of genetics to all of humanity/ its pathetic how we start race wars and act sexist/ all because were stubborn and pigheaded/ tell ourselves we can't forgive the wrongs of the past but that's a lie of the enemy/ crazy talk like suddenly sprouting legs and trotting round if you're a sea anemone/ I aint a portugese man of war I wonder what I'm fighting for/ instead of delighting in you Lord igniting that holy fire in me/ I'm frightened for what the future has in store/ I don't wanna be the same old me anymore/ but I find myself in wrestling matches with angels / like Jacob pretty soon I'm gonna wind up missing hip bones/ could you change my name to Israel/ so I know God will prevail evey time someone calls my name/ seeing myself as His success upon each occasion when they point out my failures/ and they will know us by the trail of the dead skin cells attached to bloody bandages we leave behind us when we go strolling down the gardens of the ghettos we all know and love/ I've still gotta live with the consequences of my actions this side of heaven/ I'm so dense and intense most cant handle me so they sit on the fence and observe the way my candles lit/ while I collect my dollars and cents and just smile cos Gods a genius/ cracking me up cos suckers and liars said I could never make any money outta this biz/ guess what I proved them wrong even though that wasn't the motivating factor/ saving souls and taking care of my future family was the only reason why I ever wanted to get cashed up/ I talked way too much trash for my own good/ folks misunderstood the way I acted in my neighbourhood/ losers calling themselves outlaws/ if they got locked up in jail how would they feel for real/ bush rangers strangers highway men by way men/ you aint going my way men so I can relax/ and even if you did pull me over to one side and told this kid to give his money cough that cash give it up quick smart like pash rash or risk losing his life you think i'd care to open my wallet for such deviants/ losing my life means nothing to me cos its in the hands of Jesus stupid/ so I aint fretting if you pull a gun on me and stick it to my head tell me that youre gonna pull the trigger on my skull and blast it to smithereens/ cos I know who my king is/ and I know where my future is/ lying beyond the stars/ they treat me like a spider from mars sipping cider from a glass/ eyeball with a hole where the pupil should be/ I'm like john lennon legend and tupac I wrestle with my own vanity/ that's insanity/ but one out of three found Jesus in the end/ at least that's the truth of which I'm convinced my friend/ some say I'm gonna deal with my sorrow tomorrow then they don't live another day there  has to be a better way/ homies who consider themselves sold out for Jesus still watch movies with cussing does that even bear discussing/ why the shortie of my dreams watching scream queens better yet what I'm doing in that haunted house I should ask myself/ why the ski mask or hockey like Jason why I'm chasing that dragon why I'm facing these giants why I see myself  as a dwarf but my God towers over my oppressors/ why I love the fact that He forgives me despite my constant messing round with transgressions and gressors/ how am I supposed to address this/ so much we don't talk about for the sake of love/ like I quit paying out on atheists/ cos I knew that wasn't winning souls for His kingdom/ it wasn't Christs mindset/ even though I don't believe that atheists truly exist theyre such an easy target/ I close my eyes and try to forget/ about all the blood sweat and tears it took to get my homegirl to where she is today/ thank you Lord for all the change you have brought to her life that death for life exchange/ I had to force myself to slow down cos I wasn't getting anywhere speeding too fast through life/ is it cos I drink too much coffee that I'm mentally rushing through this cconversation already thinking of what I'm gonna do with my day once you're up and gone/ why can't I just chill with it and enjoy the moment/ I don't have a remote control button to freeze the sun and keep you here with me shortie so I've gotta lap up the milk of time you're giving me like a happy cat and don't complain/ cos I cant prolong your stay for any longer than you wanna be here/ I'm sincere in my apology for trying to express my love for you in a physical way before you were ready/ I should have stuck with emotional expressions of the deep impression you carved into my heart right from the very start/ I guess I should have been more careful the kind of pics I was allowing my eyes to look at less than an hour before meeting you/ now I'm entreating you have mercy on me/ give me date number two/ or call it business meet/ cos I mix business with pleasure when the two of us are standing on the same street/ I'm demanding your attention never commanding it/ you could conquer the world if you quit hanging with twits/ do I include myself in that category/ guaranteed you could win a game of scattergories/ look at me I'm an allegory/ for what could happen if you trust in Jesus with your whole heart/ quit playing church and pushing HIm to the furthest branch of your birch/ I know sometimes life situations have got you out on a limb/ and I can't even imagine what you went through having to endure refugee camp/ dealing with that cramped space/ though I can relate to starting over in a brand new country where no one knows your name or face/ or the beauty of your personality/ I know it was hard for your folks cos they probably started at the top in your country then slid back to the bottom in ours/ having to begin all over again/ I remember how excited you were on the advent of becoming a citizen/ we've been through some happy times together/ getting higher than Everest/ stoked off that moment enthralled by your cleverness/ when you got into uni and excelled at those good grades/ when I saw you shining like constellations up on stage/ such a sensation I'm amazed/ you were on the line up for a folk festival I only visited as a paying guest/ is it only in my fantasies you lay your head down on my chest in wedded bliss/ baby let me comb your hair/ I love you in everything you wear/ can you do a fashion show for me when you select what you determine to be the best dress for that particular occasion/ you don't need any make up to look gorgeous/ I could wake up next to you every morning and fall asleep with my head besides yours on the pillow every evening/ you got me weeping like a willow cos I only share this double bed with ghosts and memories/ they say the rap  game is a widow maker/ cos cats be onto you pouncing when you shake your money maker and bouncing round the house like that/ every dog on the block wants to chat with you/ wants to lock you in chains make a hood rat out of you/ but you aint going for their smooth talk/ cos your eyes are on your heavenly prize/ not just like some souls whose only goal is to see themselves blaze bright and all the rest of the world can just burn up like a pile of garbage you discarded in your yard cos you couldn't stand the sight of carnage/ they feed people to pigs in my country no really/ they got mafia operating in my local area maybe/ living next door to a bikie gang affiliated lady/ still she can't use her shotgun to make a hole in the foot of an intruder/ its crazy how our laws sometimes protects criminal elements more than it does those who are innocent victims/ I'm sick of chewing humble crow pie eating it just cos evil minded fools won't let sleeping dogs lie and give me peace/ as much as I care about the cause you're fighting for I can do it my own way without your help/ although you asked for mine you didn't want it in the way I was offering/ so I withdraw my assistance/ and I say forget about our friendship if you can't treat me right/ i'm not the scum between your toes/ i'm not a handkerchief you can wipe your bloody nose with/ i'm not that goober dripping from your snoz gonzo/ you think you're the fonz but you're barely fuzzy bear yet alone tonto/ Jah come to my aid pronto get this hate off my mind/ help me stop thinking about the friendships which I'm forced to leave behind/ should have drowned his companionship when my homegirl left me/ romantically though I was the one who hopped on that plane/ I didn't get why wendy Matthews song was sad cos I associated blue skies with gladness even though billy was right they do bring tears/ yet they can also fill you up with cheer/ when you know theres sunshine for days so yall can come out and play/ and I struggle to relate to songs about the sun which stays bright until late in the evening like those catastrophic gothic trolls panicking at the disco  / cos I operate under a different hemisphere but I'm more concerned about concentrating on what unites us instead of what divides/ believe it or not/ I'm ripley praying for those victims of homicide regicide and suicide/ suckers talked about killing God yet He still lives/ despite all of our obnoxiousness such snotty nosed punks He still forgives/ some get drunk off their own pretentions of genius/ yet they forget God is the one who gives their clogs their cleverness and their pants their smartness/ I wont be a bossy boots if you don't shoot the messenger/ did I forget Jesus is in the drivers seat/ I permanently play the role of passenger/ who paid for my passage Yah/ I aint saying things just to massage your ego/ I don't care if the truth is offensive to people/ though I try to speak it in love I don't shove folks in boxes/ without my spirit finding its home in Christ I'm a vagrant with no fixed address having no place to rest like He spoke of Himself in unfavourable comparison to vixens and foxes ❤ 🙂