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sunnylands-world · 6 months

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If it's the last time forever

PAIRING: Draco x fem reader

SUMMARY: it wasn't ever supposed to be more than a few nights together but a few nights can lead to three words that can ruin everything

WORD COUNT: 1'243

WARNING: mentions of sex, angst, some poetry I wrote in between

UNIVERSE: harry potter

A/N: hi everyone! Sorry I haven't been as active, adult life is kicking my ass right now, anyway I have a request similar to this so I'm thinking I'll make that part 2

You read the warnings if you continue to read. I'm not to be held responsible.

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Draco knew what this time meant. He'd come to your door around this hour many times but this time it felt more weighted, like what was behind it was his two way answer for life and choosing the wrong answer would ruin everything, he didn't like this feeling. It was suffocating, wrapping his heart in rope and pulling at it till it bled and left sores; but this wasn't supposed to feel that way and it hadn't always.

It was just sex, it had been for months and that's how it was supposed to stay but going into this he knew the risk of touching, seeing, and breathing you in.

That's what started this in the first place.

He'd wanted you but not like this, not before at least. In the beginning he wanted you to himself for pleasure and pleasure only. He didn't like the thought of sharing what he touched and you were his, just for a night; but after a while it wasn't just a quick leave and enter…

The words that were whispered in a breath, the touches that gripped tighter, and the positions went from just feeling to seeing.

The need to see your eyes, the need to feel your lips.

you'd both broken the rules all because sex gave way for feelings and they were clearly there with every movement but neither of you let the words that would change it all slip…

That's where it got intense, that was the hold back that was the brick of ice on waves of water.

As you opened the door you didn't even meet his eyes, and in the beginning that was how it was supposed to be but now it hurts not seeing them look hopeful and excited to see him.

He only sighed as he looked you over while you fidgeted with your fingers. you were so beautiful so perfect to him, something written out of his own diary…

"We need to stop this," you rushed the words out like they were hot on your tongue and he had to admit they stung.

"I- fine" he said, kicking his raw emotions down the steps and watching them tumble.

"Why can't you just say it, do I really mean nothing to you? are you not even gonna try to change my mind!?" You shouted, cracks in your voice making way for your tears to fall and shaking like you'd cave.

"ricochet, ricochet my love… don't fall apart because of me."

"Say what?! That I want this!" He snapped, still fighting back the part of him that wanted more.

"you won't even fight for us, it's like you're heartless!" You say, pointing at him and every breath sucked in like there's not enough air to breathe.

"Can I hold you close, caress your skin, til you can breathe once again? I am the wave beneath your boat, I know how well you float…"

he wanted to tell you that it wasn't true, that he'd been thinking about you when he wasn't here. that he'd been distracted because he needed to be near you to focus. That every time he said possessive things in your ear he meant it but…he wasn't going to.

"I'd tell you something in French because it's pretty, but I can't speak it. My darling, my love. it's hard to be romantic when you're choking on food"

he wasn't sure why but all this scared him, maybe it was because he was in a position that put you in danger or maybe he was afraid of what this all meant but seeing you cry like this dropped his heart Into in stomach breaking it into pieces. He never wanted to be the source of your pain, he only wanted to make everything better but here he was breaking your heart because he was scared.

"Don't cry, please don't cry. I swear I tried but I fuck up sometimes. This isn't an excuse, my pretty muse. I'm an asshole and I know it's true but I sure do give a fuck about you"

"Are you ashamed? Is that it? Does being in love with Harry Potter's sister bother you that much? No, you're a coward. you don't want others to see you with me!"

Your words were full of rage and he deserved it but this was how it had to be, to much was what it would cost and because he hadn't really experienced love he was sure it was worth the risk but he also didn't want it to end like this but telling you otherwise would light a fire in you with hope so he lied.

"yes! I'm afraid I'll look like less if I'm with you!" He said and it sounded like a script he'd rehearsed but it did the job because you felt like a bullet went through you, you were bleeding out, possibly dying.

"Say it isn't true. I'm pulling the rope because I'm in love with you. Be the one to pull it back, fight for what I tried to push back. I won't last long your love gives me a heart attack"

"Get out! And don't even come back again, I never want to see you again, don't speak to me ever again!!" You shouted slamming the door in his face and just like that it was over.

He had to hide his pain as he walked away. He didn't need people to know he was seeing you in the first place. He could hear his father now, picture all the danger this one relationship could be.

He knew if others found out they'd have a field day with the knowledge that draco malfoy was with potter's sister. Word would travel fast like fire on grass, one blade catching and passing along until the whole field burned and that would mean the other death eaters would know. then they'd force him to say where Harry was or worse tell him to trick you into trusting him enough so he could get closer to harry and then they'd want him to kill him.

He couldn't do that to you, he wouldn't.

As time went by his days seemed to be darker than before, much darker and colder than his home.

He didn't like not seeing you anymore, not breathing your air, not meeting your eyes that held a light pulling him and taking him away from all of this.

He wished it was different, pictured a life where he wasn't who he was. Just an ordinary boy without complications but maybe then none of this would have happened, there may not have ever been a him and you.

It made his heart heavy and put a pit in his belly and his throat felt closed and empty. Were you worth it? Were you worth changing everything… he knew you were but he was still just Draco Malfoy and he knew deep down that what happened between you would be the last time forever…

Or maybe it wouldn't

"I can kiss a million roses and forget which one but the reds all stay the same like our love with a claw. I've never been scared of bears because I've never seen them maul but now I know they do have claws, scratching at our love like we've attacked them all. fear not my love, it's not the end for hearts can heal again and roses may grow with new stems…"

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colins-bridgerton · 3 months

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penelope & colin playlist

a year ago by james arthur

i wish it was a year ago i wish that i could hold you close now i'm driving past your house, i know the lights are on, you're not alone i wonder if you're making eyes i wonder if he loves you like the way you said that only i could do i wish that i could tell you that I miss you

ghost of you by seconds of summer

too young, too dumb to know things like love too young, too dumb to I drown it out like I always do dancing through our house with the ghost of you and i chase it down with a shot of truth that my feet don't dance like they did with you

far away by nickleback

i wanted you to stay 'cause i needed i need to hear you say that i love you i loved you all along and I forgive you for being away for far too long so keep breathing 'cause i'm not leaving you anymore believe it hold on to me, and never let me go

oceans by seafret

it feels like there's oceans between you and me once again we hide our emotions Under the surface and try to pretend but it feels like there's oceans between you and me i want you i want you and i always will it feels like there's oceans between you and me

give me a minute by the coronas

and i can't remember how we got so wrapped up in it hold on i'm not finished just give me a minute i'm not finished and if you don't mind i can live with it just a minute i'm not finished would you be so kind just to forgive it

can i be him by james arthur

i heard there was someone but i know he don't deserve you if you were mine i'd never let anyone hurt you no no I wanna dry those tears, kiss those lips It's all that I've been thinking about 'cause a light came on when i heard that song and i want you to sing it again i swear that every word you sing you wrote them for me like it was a private show

before by ulrik munther

before we burn each other up before we lose our minds before i'm not enough for you baby I need some time before you break my heart oh before we need to talk before it even starts i mean i'm sorry i didn't call

you're loosing me by taylor swift

how long could we be a sad song 'til we were too far gone to bring back to life? i gave you all my best me's, my endless empathy and all i did was bleed as i tried to be the bravest soldier fighting in only your army, frontlines, don't you ignore me i'm the best thing at this party (you're losin' me) andi wouldn't marry me either a pathological people pleaser who only wanted you to see her and i'm fadin', thinkin' "do something, babe, say something" (say something) "lose something, babe, risk something" (you're losin' me) "choose something, babe, i got nothing" (i got nothing) "to believe, unless you're choosin' me"

deep end by birdy

i don't know if you mean everything to me and I wonder, can i give you what you need? don't want to find i've lost it all too scared to have no one to call so can we just pretend that we're not falling into the deep end?

love me or leave me by little mix

and love me baby please cause i could still be the only one you need the only one close enough to feel you breathe yeah I could still be that place where you run Instead of the one that you're running from, ooh you, can take this heart heal it or break it all apart no, this isn't fair love me or leave me here

cross your mind by calum scott

tell me, do i ever cross your mind? do i ever keep you up at night? thinking 'bout what coulda been if we did it all again i've been trying to keep an open door even though you've got the locks on yours tell me even after all of this time do i ever cross your mind like you cross mine? do i?

wrong direction by hailee steinfeld

loved me with your worst intentions didn't even stop to question every time you burned me down don't know how; for a moment it felt like heaven loved me with your worst intentions painted us a happy ending every time you burned me down don't know how; for a moment it felt like heaven and it's so gut-wrenchin' fallin' in the wrong direction

loves you like i coudn't do by dunacan laurence

i hope you find that someone who'll love you and it feels like all that you wanted thought it would last if we just kept running we played our hand, now we're left with nothing hope you find that someone who'll hold you In a way that i always wanted to a hundred shots, but we kept on missing there's no regrets, 'cause we tried, my love I hope you find that someone who loves you like i couldn't do

a little bit yours by jp saxe

you found someone new, before me and you didn't try nearly as hard and maybe that's the problem i don't know how to take it away from you without giving someone else my heart all I do Is get over you and i'm still so bad at it i let myself want you i let myself try i let myself fall back into your eyes i let myself want you i let myself hope i let myself feel things i know that you don't you're not mine anymore but I'm still a little bit yours

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elisysd · 2 months

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5. We'll talk, then we'll cry, then we'll laugh 'til we're done

Masterlist - Previous - Next

Chapter soundtrack: TRUSTFALL - P!nk

Behind a Haas. Never in his career would he have ever thought he would end up behind a Haas. Not that he thought it was a bad team, he truly thought that both Kevin and Nico were fighting the best they could with the car they had. But struggling this much, in a car that was supposed to fight for wins, against one that was the worst of the grid hurt. It wounded his ego and the questions he had already answered hadn’t helped to ease the blow. So, seeing you, adjusting something on your microphone as you were talking quickly with a Spanish journalist, made him sigh. He was dreading your questions as usual but, a part of him was hoping that the chat you had a few days ago and your confessions had improved your relationship. He hoped that it changed something. He hoped he hadn’t been the only one to feel it. As he walked to you, he first noticed your apologetic and empathetic smile.

“What a weekend for you Charles. Could you tell us more about what happened?”

“I don’t know, really. I feel like I’m repeating myself each weekend but… we have to truly sit and talk about the car and what we can do to improve because we can’t keep going like that. I had no feeling with the car, I was struggling in each corner. Truly one of the most painful races in my career.”

“Do you have any hopes for the situation to improve?”

“Thankfully, Fred already managed to build up a strong team spirit. We can all talk freely, that’s something that was seriously lacking before, so I trust Fred. We will bounce back and come back stronger.”

“Thank you, Charles.”

Getting out of the media pen, he was in a better mood than when he got in. It had felt nice to talk with you, even briefly and if Silvia had not pushed him to leave, he would have stayed. Your gentle smile had calmed him down. He shook his head, suddenly feeling very stupid. Now was not the time to start to develop a crush on you. He would only make a fool of himself, knowing perfectly that you would never reciprocate whatever feelings he could have. He breathed in and breathed out the hot hair of Florida before Silvia told him that he had to hurry to not be late for the meeting. He couldn’t wait to get inside, at least there would be AC. But he wasn’t excited for the meeting ahead. He knew it would be a long one. Fighting with a Haas was not supposed to happen in any way, shape or form.

You were coming out of your post race debrief as the air felt cooler on your skin. You were tired. It had been a very stressful weekend between the race preparation and your nerve wracking interview with Charles. It had left you emotionally empty. Luc was a tough subject. One you hated talking about. You hadn’t much if you were honest. You had kept it bottled out inside of you, hoping that by not mentioning it, it would be easier to let yourself heal. It was stupid. And you were only seeing it now. You hadn’t been fair to Charles. He didn’t deserve it. And still, he had not judged you when you had explained what had happened to Luc. It felt good. But quickly, you felt scared. By talking about your grief, you felt a little lighter as if it was freeing you. But you didn’t want to be free. You didn’t deserve it. You wanted to keep Luc’s memory alive within yourself. You didn’t want to let go. You didn’t want to let him go. You didn’t want to forget him. And talking to Charles felt like it. You shook your head, trying to get a grip and decided to wander the paddock, fishing for information. That was what you loved to do. It was quite easy, you were just walking from one end of the paddock to the other, trying to see if people were available for a little chat. You were doing that a few times. That was kind of like your working out routine on race weekend. It was how you would get little insides from the teams, new and useful information.

Though, you were a bit hungry. You hadn’t had the occasion to eat lately, busy with everything that was happening around you. A few biscuits here and there had made their way to your stomach but that was all. You could feel a migraine coming and with the sun still high in the sky and the air still hot overall, your visions start to blur. You barely had time to lean against a motorhome wall when you felt two strong hands grabbing your shoulders and a voice that was feeling so far away from your ears. You felt yourself being forced to sit down on the ground as the voice screamed for water. You felt the tip of the bottle against your lips as the fresh liquid was being poured into your throat. It didn’t take long before you started to feel better and that’s when you saw a red cap and two blue green eyes worryingly looking at you.

“Nothing good ever comes out of Miami.” you mumbled sheepishly, feeling your cheeks redden.

“That’s something I can agree with you.” the monegasque replied.

You tried to get up and stumbled. If it weren't for Charles' quick instincts, your face would have met the ground. His hands around your waist, your face close to his chest and his eyes intently looking at you made you feel suddenly very conscious of your surroundings. Trying to avoid his intense gaze on you, you tried to search for a diversion, anything that could break the intimacy of the moment.

“Nice pants.” you ended up saying.

“Yeah? One of my friends is a designer. He gifted them to me. They stand out, I wasn’t sure at first but…”

“It was sarcastic.” you cut him.

“Oh.”

“You make questionable choices in every aspect of your life as it seems.”

“Come on, they are not that bad.” he defended himself.

“You’re right. They are worse.” you chuckled, making Charles do it as well.

“I will blame the heat. You don’t know what you are saying.” he softly smiled.

As you were about to leave him to go back to your hotel you felt him next to you.

“Let me give you a ride. I would feel better knowing you made it home safely.”

“You don’t need to act like a knight in his shiny Ferrari, you know.”

“I would feel responsible if something was happening to you.”

“I’m a big girl.”

“A big girl who faints when there is a little sun outside.” he teased you.

“I don’t want people to see us together. I don’t want anyone to imagine that something is going on between us.”

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“No.”

“Well, you will have to because I’m not letting you walk away alone.”

You were about to reply when he took your hand in his and forced you to follow him.

“I promised I would show you that some people are decent human beings. This is me proving it to you. Accept it.”

Reaching the hotel, you still look awfully pale and you didn’t even try to argue when Charles told you he wouldn’t leave your side until he was sure you would be okay on your own. You found it stupid but you were so tired you didn’t send him away. It would have been useless anyway.

“You know,” you began arriving in front of your door, “ I can manage from there. I’m going to order room service, take a shower and work a little…”

“Not even in your wildest dreams. You won’t work after almost fainting. You are going to rest.”

You glared at him. Who was he to try patronizing you?

“I’m going to do whatever the hell I want after crossing this door. I don’t even know why you even think you can allow me to do stuff or not. You won’t be there to watch over me.” you raised an eyebrow, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Do you want to test me?” he replied in the same tone as you.

“What if I do?”

Quickly he snatched the card from your room, hanging loosely between your fingers and threw you over his shoulder as he unlocked the room and walked in. You didn’t even have the time to protest as you were already sitting on your bed as he poured a glass of water from your carafe. He didn’t even ask you before ordering two burgers with double portions of fries for you from the phone.

“You are truly something else, Leclerc.”

“I know.”

“Very humble with that.”

He laughed, making you roll your eyes, slightly annoyed. Understanding he wouldn’t go anywhere, you decided to still work on what you had planned. You took your laptop out of your bag and opened it on a blank document on which you typed Imola 2023. You prepared a few documents like the race recaps, the track history and started to write some notes and highlight the parts you deemed useful. You could hear Charles muffles and his breath down your neck as you turned around, your left hand closing your laptop. You both stared at each other, waiting for the other one to flinch and give up.

“I said no work for you.”

“You’re not my boss.” you replied.

“I might not be him, but I’m sure Jean would be exhilarated to know that a member of his team fainted in the paddock because she doesn’t know how to take care of herself.”

“I didn’t faint.” you corrected him, gritting your teeth together.

“Thanks to me. Listen, there is a little break before Imola, you can rest. You don’t have to work right now.”

“I feel fine! And I want to prepare some stuff now. I have the weekend in mind, I’m in the mood to work and I surely didn’t ask for your opinion on that. You can leave, I’ve never asked you to stay.”

“Maybe you didn’t but I want to.” he argued.

“You’re so annoying!”

“Great, so now you know what it feels like whenever I look at you!”

You hissed and turned your back at him. Maybe if you ignored him, he would leave you alone. As you opened your laptop again, it was closed almost immediately by his hand and you barely had time to process the situation that he took it away from you.

“That’s it! I’m calling the security!”

You didn’t have time to do so as someone knocked at your door and as if he owned the room, Charles went to open it, said a few words that you could barely make out and came back, the trail of food in front of him.

“I don’t want to fight…” he sighed. “Let’s make peace around two very greasy burgers.”

“Is that allowed in your diet?” you arched an eyebrow.

“Will you release an article about me not following it properly?”

You shook your head in his direction.

“Then we are good. And after this disastrous weekend, I think I deserve a treat.” he told you before taking a huge mouthful. A little bit more shyly than him, you did the same.

Surprisingly, he was easy to talk to. You talk about many things, the sport's history and he tells you how much he loved Senna and how much he meant to him. He talked about his brothers, his friends and how one of his best friends was the dad to an adorable daughter whom he loved very much. He even was keen on showing you pictures of her. He talked about his life with such ease that it threw you off. He didn’t really know you but yet he trusted you with so many private parts of his life. He felt like an old friend, someone you had met in another life. You were not one to believe in soulmates but yet, he could make you change your mind. Maybe in a past life you were friends. Maybe in a past life you wouldn’t have made all the mistakes you made in this one. Maybe in another life, you had a family.

You started to feel emotional and he noticed it.

“Anyway… what about you?”

“What about me?” you repeated.

“Tell me something about you.”

You sighed. You were much more at ease with making people talk about themselves than you were with talking about your life.

“What do you want to know?”

“Anything. Why is your job that important to you? To the point that you don’t even want to be my friend…”

You gulped, fidgeting with your napkin.

“That's all I have left. My parents don’t talk to me, my best friend has her own life, I travel most of the time, you know how it is. My job is the only constant in my life, the one thing that truly makes me happy. I’m alone. And it’s fine. I’m not saying that for you to pity me. I made peace with it. I’m alone, it’s a fact.”

“Having a good support system is so important for me, it helps me, it grounds me. I’m sorry you don’t have that.”

“You don’t have to. I’m fine, you know.” you smiled.

He scooted closer to you, snatching fries on your plate making you whine in protest.

“So, you studied journalism.”

“No shit Sherlock.”

“How was it?”

“Fun. Tiring. I spent a year in New York to study there. I used to cover the Yankees’ games and the Knicks’. It’s fun how it had nothing to do with F1. I was supposed to meet an old friend there in the next few days.”

“No way!” Charles laughed. “That’s a funny coincidence, I’m going to New York for a few days as well and I’m invited to the Yankees’ game!”

It made you laugh as well involuntarily. That’s too big of a coincidence for you to keep your poker face. It seemed life had decided to play you by throwing Charles in every aspect of your life.

“I didn’t take you for a baseball fan.”

“I’m not. But I like to discover new things. It will be fun, I’m taking my brothers with me.”

“I could teach you a thing or two about the sport if you’d like.”

You didn’t know why you said that and from the look on his face, he wasn’t expecting it either. There was silence. Uncomfortable. You checked the time and stood up, almost running to your suitcase, pretending to look for something as you’re unable to look him in the eyes.

“It’s… it’s late and I have an early flight tomorrow. Not that I’m forcing you to leave but…” you stuttered.

“You need to sleep. It’s okay, I understand and you’re right it’s late.”

You could see in his eyes that you hurt him. You didn’t mean to, of course, deep down you truly appreciated what he had done for you today. He cared and it had been such a long time since someone cared for you that you didn’t know how to take it. You closed your eyes and breathed in before getting up and looking at him.

“Thank you. For today. I haven’t told you and I’m feeling so ungrateful when you went out of your way to make sure I was okay. I haven’t been the nicest and you didn’t deserve it. You’re a good guy. Maybe you were right, there are still decent men out there.”

He smiled at you and took a step towards you, putting a hand on your shoulder. That was the first time he had ever been that close to you, willingly. No accident, no fainting, just a calm and steady comforting hand on your skin. You shivered and felt your cheeks getting hot. If he noticed it, he didn’t comment on it.

“Maybe you don’t want to be my friend but I want you to be mine. And I’m always there for my friends. Whether they like it or not.” he chuckled.

“Why?” you whispered.

“Because you look like you need one. And I like lost causes. I’m a Ferrari driver after all.”

That time you laughed. A real, big and loud laugh. It made him smile wide. You shook your head, punching him lightly on his chest. You went with him to your door and as you opened it, you both jumped noticing Marion in front of you. She was as surprised as you were. Her eyes darted between Charles and you, making you both uncomfortable. You could already guess what was going inside her mind. Charles sent you an apologetic look and avoided Marion as he left you alone.

“Marion, I swear it’s not what you might think it is.” you rushed to explain.

“Y/N. I don’t care. I really don’t. I won’t judge. I know how tempting it can be, just be careful. If you want to play with fire, you will get burned. These guys are pure gasoline on dry wood under a heatwave. One small ray of sun on it and it’s wildfire spreading for weeks.”

“You don’t have to worry. Nothing happened, nothing is happening and nothing will ever happen between Charles and I.” you stated.

But for an unknown reason, you had a hard time believing in your words.

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svnnysidez · 6 months

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Hiii!!! You could write a sumin (xikers) smut please😊?!?!? Looking forward to reading your writings🙃

Best Friend

sypnosis: you get ready a little early because you’re really excited to have a movie marathon with your best friend.

warnings: making out, fingering, oral (f reciving), hair pulling, fem!reader, kinda voyeurism, masterbating (m), use of pet names pretty & pretty girl, kinda degradation if you sqiuint. the use of the name whore. body worshiping if you squint, chubby reader implied but not specified

notes: yay ofc i love sumin so so much, this is also my first writing in so so long so if its bad pls dont bust my ass im trying my best

you had finished getting all your stuff together now you just had to wait. sumin, your best friend, had invited you over for a movie marathon, he wanted to watch every single saw movie. you had no complaints seeing as saw was your favorite movie series and you could talk about it for hours. but sumin never seemed interested in it but one day he just told you he wanted to watch all of them so you offered to go over to his house to watch all of them with him.

the wait was absolutely killing you. like usual, you got ready a whole 2 hours earlier then you should’ve so you were just sitting in your living room, waiting, trying to find something to occupy your time til it was time to go over sumins place.

you being impatient decided to go over a little early ‘being a little early couldnt hurt, all we’re doing is watching movies’ you thought to yourself as you made your way to his house.

you’d arrived at his place. knocking on the door of his home, with no answer. you knew where he hid the spare key so you decided to let yourself in. “sumin! im here, i know its a little early but i kinda got ready really early again.” you called out, to no answer again. thinking he was in the shower you set your stuff down on the floor and made your way to the bathroom. the bathroom was empty, you guessed he was sleeping.

you finally made your way to his bedroom, the door was slightly cracked open. you heard noises coming from his room so you decided to stand in the blind spot to listen so you could scare him. but these noises were kinda… lewd? is the only word that could come to your mind. hot sighs leaving his throat and you swore you heard your name being chanted. “f-fuck y/n..” your eyes widening at the words falling from his mouth. you were kinda turned on though, you could just imagine your pretty best friend with his head thrown back rubbing himself thinking of you.

the mere thought made you hot, your heat starting to drip arousal. you had decided to walk in. “sumin i know its early but-“ you said innocently as if you hadnt been listening outside door. your eyes had finally landed on him and oh my god was it a sight to see. cock in hand, lips parted eyes closed, head lolling back. he sat up, quickly pulling his sweats up. “y/n! you’ve ever heard of knocking?” his cheeks red. you took a couple steps forward to him, taking a seat on his bed. “h-how much of that did you see.” stumbling over his words, “enough to know that you want me the same way i want you.” his eyes widening at the sentence, he started stumbling over his words. never did you ever think you could make your best friend with the overly confident ego go crazy over a singular sentence.

he suddenly became that man with the ego again as he grabbed your face planting a kiss on your lips. your hands making their way to his neck deepening the kiss. “fuck y/n you dont understand how bad i’ve wanted you.” he said against your lips. you took that as an opportunity to slip your tongue in his mouth. the two of you fighting over dominance, you eventually letting him win. his tongue skillfully exploring your mouth. you let out a small moan that didnt go unnoticed by sumin. one of his hands go from your face down to your waist and the other going under your shirt to squeeze your breast over your bra.

“sumin..” you moaned longingly against his lips. he pulled away from your lips, a string of saliva connecting your mouths. he instead put his lips on your neck placing wet kisses and hickies wherever he could put his mouth. “god.. always thought you were so innocent. who knew my pretty best friend was such a whore.” he said between heavy breaths. you wanted to retort back so bad but you decided it was better for the two of you to just keep your mouth shut. you did let out a cute whimper at his words though. he let out a little laugh at your whimper, proving his words to be right.

he pulled your shirt over your head and uncliped your bra, getting to work on your breasts. he kneeded one of your boobs as he took the others nipple in his mouth. you letting out soft moans and whimpers. tugging at his green strands that you’d helped him dye not too long ago. “f-fuck sumin feels s’ good.” your words slurring as his hands made their was down your body. mouth detatching from your nipple, leaving kisses down your body. “god you’re so pretty.” he said against your body whilst planting kisses. your whimper to his words driving him crazy. he layed you down from your sitting stature on his bed, yanking down your shorts and panties in one go.

he spread your legs wide just looking “hm, s’ wet for me pretty girl, i think you were watching for longer then you let on, isnt that true.” how did he know, thoughts racing through your mind at a millions miles per second but then they stopped as his finger started spreading your wet folds. your back arched slightly at the sudden sensation letting out a tiny moan. “its okay,” he said standing up to whisper in your ear “i like when you watch.” the lewd mewl you let out at his words. you swore if he kept whispering in your ear like this you could cum untouched. he returned to his place between your legs. his fingers teasing your hole as he lightly circled your clit. “sumin please.” you begged him, he secretly loved watching you twitch because of his touch, he wasnt gonna stop anytime soon but as soon as those pleads left your mouth he couldnt stop himself from giving you what you wanted.

he licked a stripe over your pussy lavishing in your wetness. he put your legs over his shoulders not caring if your crushed his head with your thighs. he secretly wanted you to. his tongue dipped into your heat. you put your hand over your mouth to hide your moans. “dont hide your noises pretty girl. i want to hear all of them.” you moaned at his words. your fingers gripping at the white sheets of sumins bed as he went down on you. thrusting his fingers in and out, sucking on your clit. your back arched against the bed, taking his hair into your hands tugging at the strands. “sumin! f-fuck m’ so close!” he started thrusting his fingers faster. he found the gummy spot of your walls making you moan out in ecstasy. loving the moans he gave you ge hit that spot every time he’d bring his fingers into your cunt. “fuck! m’ cumming! su-min ngh!” you ended up cumming all over his fingers. he pulled them out of you all covered in cum. sumin being himself licked all of it off, not missing a singular spot. “god pretty, you taste so good. couldnt stop myself.”

#xikers smut #xikers x reader #kpop #kpop smut #sumin #sumin x reader #sumin brainrot oh my #i want him so bad #i’d deep throat him #svnnysidez createsఌ

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Redemption Was Just The Beginning

Chapter 10: January, 1900 (Continued)

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To the world, Arthur Morgan is dead. As he tries to face the idea, in a lush valley in Ambarino he comes face to face with a woman from his past, and they must reckon with an era long gone. Especially when she has secrets of her own.

(Rated explicit simply because eventually there’s smut in this.)

Tag: @photo1030

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Arthur was left stewing in it, his conflicting feelings. Tidying up the house, working in the stables, even taking a damn nap. He couldn’t get it out of his head, the way the Sheriff spoke about Ana, and how it reared a possessiveness of her he wasn’t proud of. All because she told him she still loved him. In hindsight he saw it in the things she did for him in the past. She had patched up his wounds, worried about his safety and if he would even come back from his dangerous adventures. She had been the one who washed and mended his clothes, who kept him company at night. He was just blind and too much of a coward to let himself keep it in the moment.

Mary was the one Arthur had intended to marry, but Ana was the closest thing he had came to a wife. It felt odd to realize, but it was completely true. That led Arthur to wonder something. How much did he mix Mary and Ana Maria in his memories? Who did he really miss the most? He still did love Mary as well, but it started to seem different than it used to. He did fail her, like every time before, and she was right to want to move on from him. He said a silent prayer, a very rare action, that wherever Mary went after the last letter she sent to him that she was happy. He hoped she would find someone who is honest and good to her as she deserved. It didn’t hurt anymore that it wasn’t going to be him who provided it. A lot of weight of was lifted off his shoulders.

And then there was still Ana. Arthur wanted to love, to be loved, but part of himself wanted to convince her he wasn’t worth it no matter how badly he needed or desired it. He was incapable of seeing what she saw in him. He wished so desperately he could see the good in himself everyone else seemed to think was there. He couldn’t get over the thought he was never worthy of it. After everything he’d done, surely there had to be some punishment. That all went away when he looked at her, when he thought about her. He couldn’t bring himself to break her heart again. That was an even worse sin to him than every murder and robbery he ever committed.

Self doubt and hatred aside, Arthur got what he wanted. He was a father, bumbling and lost about it like every man probably was. He had a woman who loved him. The question was how to hold onto it instead of running away.

“For now I am a prisoner… in Still-water Jail I lie…” Arthur sang quietly to himself riding on Delfina, humming the parts he had forgotten, “For which I will be sorry… Til my dyin’ day…”

By the time he got to the school the children had already been let out. He knew something was wrong when the sounds of the children weren’t the usual ones they tended to have as he he drew nearer. Some were scared, some excited, but all crowded around the commotion in the front yard. Surrounded by their peers was Arthur Francisco and an older boy circling each other before taking swings like they were grown men. The older boy was taller and looked like he did a lot of farm work. Arthur Francisco, impressively, was able to hold his own against him.

Perhaps he should have let them fight it out, but he couldn’t stand the sight of poor Miss Svensson doing everything she could to separate them. She had taken hard tumble when the older boy got Arthur Francisco on the ground, striking him in the stomach. He didn’t get very many in, Arthur Francisco got the upper hand and grabbed him tightly around the neck and using his knees to roll on top of him. He kept one hand there, pummeling the boy with his other fist. He just kept punching him in the face over and over.

Everything happened so fast Arthur hadn’t fully registered what was happening when he jumped off Delfina and ran to them. He snatched Arthur Francisco from behind, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist and yanking him away as the child flailed against him.

“DON’T YOU EVER TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT AGAIN, MILLER!” Arthur Francisco hissed at his enemy, “IF YOU DO I SWEAR I’LL KILL YOU!”

He could feel the rage emanating from him, his blue eyes burned like hellfire glaring at the older boy lying before him. Arthur finally and fully saw what Ana had repeatedly told him about their boy: himself. It was in that unmerciful and righteous anger.

“Like hell you will boy!” Arthur objected, putting Arthur Francisco firmly on his feet and grasping him hard on the shoulders, “You don’t talk to no one like that! You hear me?!”

The emotion hearing Arthur Francisco utter those words matched the boy’s own. The audience grew quiet and quickly dispersed, leaving only them, Miss Svensson who was standing and dusting herself off, and the Miller boy sitting defeated on bloody snow.

Arthur spun around, focusing some of his ire to him, “And you, what’s your excuse?! Ain’t you a little too old for this bullshit?!”

Miss Svensson shook her head and helped the Miller boy to his feet, “This happens frequently with Zachariah, I am afraid. Another letter for me to write now.”

“Well, don’t worry about this one.” Arthur huffed, gesturing to Arthur Francisco, “I’ll tell his mama and deal with what I can in the meantime.”

Miss Svensson took the Miller boy inside the school to tend to just injuries.

“What the hell happened anyway?” Arthur asked Arthur Francisco. It had to happen on his watch. As if the day hadn’t dragged on enough. He took a bandana out of his pocket, softly wiping Arthur Francisco’s face to see the damage. His lip was split and bleeding, bruises were already appearing around his left eye and jaw. Arthur had him open his mouth. No teeth where chipped, broken, or missing. He carefully prodded his stomach, checking for any signs of internal injury. The boy only told him it was sore and not painful. That too would be bruised for a while.

Arthur Francisco sighed, “Well… Jane was talking to some of the girls about the new baby. He went up to her and started asking her… not very nice things.”

Arthur nodded, “I can understand wantin’ to defend a girl, but don’t go around threatenin’. Because there comes a time where somebody takes you up on it, and you either become a coward or a killer. Or… you’re the one that gets killed. Me and your mama seen too many men go to an early grave for it. We want better for you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir. I just… Don’t understand why people are so hateful just because someone exists.”

Arthur put his hand on the boy’s shoulder, “There’s a lot of them out there, I fear. You just got to be better than they are.”

Arthur gathered their horses. He put Arthur Francisco onto Josefina and tied her reins to the horn of Delfina’s saddle. He led them through town, stopping at the butcher’s to buy some steaks for dinner before setting off home. He kept a close eye on the boy, but besides the darkening contusions on his face he didn’t show any signs of anything else.

“This isn’t the first time this has happened to me…” Arthur Francisco calmly protested, holding the steaks while Arthur put the horses in the stable by himself.

“Yeah, I know, but I want to make sure.” Arthur replied, “If something happened, your mama wouldn’t be afraid to beat me senseless. Now, go inside and put those in the ice box. I’m going to go beck of Mrs. O’Hogan.”

Approaching it, on the outside the O’Hogan’s gingerbread styled home was silent. Once he was at the front door, Arthur could hear the chaos that 5 children in one place could bring. He took off one of his gloves and knocked loudly so it could be heard over the commotion. Mr. O’Hogan stepped out, disheveled and with a big smile on his face.

“I hope we got some good news there!” Arthur greeted.

Mr. O’Hogan clasped him tightly on the shoulder, “We sure fuckin’ do! Little girl, 6 pounds! Both o’ ‘em as healthy as can be! Sent a cable ta the archdiocese in Saint Denis, see if we can get a priest ta come up an’ baptize her.”

O’Hogan let Arthur go, pulling a cigarette out of his shirt pocket and lighting it with a match, “So, how about that row Little Arthur had? Heard he put a hell o’ a hurt on that Miller boy.”

“He’s pretty banged up his damn self. I have no idea how I’m going to tell Anie.” Arthur replied, “I just wanted to make sure everything went well with your wife and check how your daughter is doin’. That boy said some nasty things to her I was told.”

“Nothin’ about them Millers ain’t nasty!” O’Hogan replied, “Getting’ tired o’ it. I’m gonna start goin’ with ‘em ta school an’ back.”

“As long as you let our ladies come back.” Arthur said with a hint of humor, “Anyway, you have a good night, Owen. Glad you finally got your third girl! Let our ladies come home soon!”

Making dinner was a lot easier. Arthur knew how to cook a slab of meat, not in a pan but all it did was take slightly longer than holding it over a fire. The boy had enough experience in the kitchen to heat up a can of carrots. They kept a plate in the warming box for Ana. After cleaning up they spent time on the living room floor, drawing animals with the watercolors Arthur Francisco was given for Christmas. Arthur would sketch them out with a pencil, and the boy would paint them. Arthur shared the least traumatic stories about the things he saw over the years. They spent a lot of time talking.

Arthur got him ready for bed on time. He patted the boy lightly on the head, “Your mama should be home soon. She’ll probably check up on you because… Well, you know.”

“Yeah, she usually does.” Arthur Francisco said, “Good night, Arthur.”

Arthur got up and went to the door, “Good night, son.”

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Ana closed the door quietly. She took off her jacket and shoes. Her hands went to her head as she tip toed into the kitchen, pulling out every pin until her hair was free. She was glad everything went well, and that it was over for another two or three years. The O’Hogans made it seem like this would be their last. With a couple like that, she wasn’t sure how long that vow would last.

Maybe if she had something like that, Ana might feel the same about it.

The counter was a note on a piece of torn paper. In Arthur’s fine handwriting was a line about leaving a plate from dinner for her. She hovered her hand over the stove. It was still quite hot. She opened the warming box to find it nearly as fresh as it was from the evening. He was always good when cooking a piece of meat.

She put it on the table, poured a glass of gin, and sat down to enjoy it. Arthur’s door creaked open. He stepped out and sat next to her.

“I hope I didn’t wake you.” Ana said.

Arthur shook his head, “No. I was actually up waitin’ for you. How’d everythin’ go?”

“Good! Of course, there’s always that time when things can be a little risky, but I think Rosaline and the baby will be just fine. How did it go with you and Arthur Francisco?”

“It went well… For the most part…” Arthur went quiet for a moment, “The boy got into a fight when school let out.”

Ana rolled her eyes, “I heard Stephen and Jane tell their father about it. How bad are his wounds this time?”

“He’s pretty banged up. He did worse to that Miller boy.”

“I’m not surprised.” Ana sighed, “Something has to be done about them, before things get worse. I have an idea. Maybe the father will consider it, if you’ll accompany me tomorrow.”

“I sure will. I’d like to see this hated man.”

After Ana ate she went up the stairs with Arthur following behind. She entered Arthur Francisco’s bedroom. The boy was sleeping soundly when she sat down at the edge of his bed, stroking his hair and scanning the bruises on his face. She sighed again and tucked his covers around him, kissing him on the temple before leaving.

Arthur waited for her in the hall. She patted him on the back, “Thank you for everything you did today. I imagine it wasn’t easy for you.”

He saw his chance. Before he his doubts got the better of him, he wrapped his arm around Ana’s waist and drew her to him. She let out a quiet yelp in surprise, but she didn’t pull away. He held her close to his body, her head coming to rest on his chest. He forgot how small she was compared to him, how wonderful it felt to have her pressed against him protectively in his arms. Her warmth filled a hole deep within his heart, one that had grown so accustomed to pain it almost burned. He never thought he’d feel like that again, where his heart raced, his face burned, his hands shook.

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casanovawrites · 5 months

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reneé rapp sentence starters

i can't be everything to everyone.

who do you talk to when you can't talk to no one?

forget all your problems, you know that i'm gonna solve them.

i can't take it. i hate when you're crying.

i need the guts to go and give you up.

it's you that i'm missing.

we're too young, too dumb, too in love to afford it.

now it's just me and a hundred square feet of bittersweet memories.

i'm too scared to delete all our videos 'cause it's real once everyone knows.

falling in love, it ain't for the weak.

it's funny how time shows you, you know nothing.

i used to love you, but now you're dead to me.

who am i kidding, i'm addicted to the chip on my shoulder.

this is hell, but i'll stay right here.

i worry about you. don't worry about me.

you don't even get it, you don't understand.

i know i'm only one of your friends.

i know all about you, all your favorite things. i listen to your stories, all your wildest dreams.

you know you're too good for him, but if it were me, i'd give you everything.

i just wanna say it, but i'm scared if i do you ain't looking at me the way i'm looking at you.

i'd rather keep on lying than to tell you the truth.

i'll be here forever wondering, what can i do?

i swear that you feel it, but then i second guess. i don't know if you see us how i do in my head.

today, i woke up in a good mood for once.

first time in six months, i don't hate you as much.

you weren't there in my dreams, i could finally sleep.

i felt good, but it sucks, i don't hate you as much.

it's easier holding a grudge. i'd rather be angry than crushed.

i'm back where i started again, crying and calling my friends.

this shit never ends.

i get so sick of myself, can't stop overthinking.

i heard you're happy somewhere else.

i don't miss you 'til the moment when i flip off the lights and i'm still in this room.

now it hurts, i know you're somewhere out there still existing.

you split my world in two, now i'm half the one you knew.

how can i be dead to you when we're looking at the same moon?

are you lonely?

in the stars, i can see your eyes. all the stars make me feel alive.

i go through six different moods at a time. i'm happy, then i'm losing my mind.

i'm so sensitive, just one touch and i feel pain.

i bruise easily.

it didn't feel like a dream.

woke up, and you looked so cute.

don't think i could love you more.

so what the hell does it all mean?

i know it's crazy, but what if it's right?

i'm here again, talking myself out of my own happiness.

i think i talk too much.

god forbid, you're not the center of attention.

as far as i'm concerned, they should just burn the whole city down.

you get on my nerves, you're so fucking annoying.

you could poison poison, you're the worst.

forgiving you is pointless.

it didn't have to be like this. i didn't wanna have to use the knife behind your back.

you almost got away with it.

i hate that bitch.

i talk shit, then i bite my tongue.

you're so fucking perfect.

yesterday was heaven, now i'm bored.

i bet you're sick of it. believe me, so am i.

i'll make it through the winter if it kills me.

smiles hide what secrets keep. can't tell a lie if you never speak.

i tried so hard. i came so far.

i met a boy, he broke my heart. i blame him 'cause it's easier.

i wish i went a different way, but if i went back, i would do the same.

i found out from a friend of a friend that you're here again.

so what now? should we talk?

do you tell your friends that things ended well? that i'm overdramatic, it was chill, do you lie and say you don't wanna see me again?

both of us like to pretend, so we feel like we're cool.

i might kiss you, but i also might fight you.

you think that i'd be flattered. it's pathetic, 'cause you're right.

it's a blessing and a curse.

i can predict this shit line by line.

keep on pretending, pretty girl.

some goodbyes are forever.

thought we'd always be together.

how can the person who taught me to breathe take their last breath right in front of me?

i wish i could still see the world through those eyes.

stay a little longer, i'm not ready for you to go.

i have been mourning since ten years old.

stay a little longer.

jesus, you're hard to rely on.

i just want some recognition for having good tits and a big heart.

i wanna ask how you're doing and mean it.

i feel like everyone hates me.

how old do you have to be to live so young and careless?

if i'm being honest, when you look at me, it's like kissing a million angels.

i had to be strong, i'm still scared of it all.

i know one day i could wake up, and you'll be gone.

i'll just be lonely, missing holding your hand when we're half asleep.

that's what scares me the most, knowing you could just let me go.

don't know why, but i like that.

you don't notice one red flag, 'cause on the surface i'm too perfect.

loving me gets messy.

you don't see us like i do.

when we're saying "i love you," i mean it different than you do.

i never stood a chance.

thoughts of you are soft as snow.

#sentence starters #sentence prompts #rp sentence starters #rp ask meme #ask meme #rp sentence prompts #meme #*#renee rapp sentence starters

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cutekittenlady · 1 year

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I think Ingo showing up when he does really saves Eelektross.

Like at this point in the concept Eelektross has been muzzled, collared, and caged by people who are both terrified of him and know nothing about him. Especially not his needs. So he ends up with food he doesn't like or even can't eat. Water in a recepticle he can't use, and trapped in a dry place with no place to moisturize his skin.

Being a smart, modern day, electric land eel, he's able escape but is very weakened and dried out. He's able to moisturize in the stream that runs through the village, but it's not long til it's discovered he's escaped and the whole village is put on lockdown.

Hungry, tired, scared, cornered, maybe even injured, Eelektross finally starts going feral.

He's been fighting it the whole time he's been in Hisui. But having all his attempts to make peace thrown in his face, being treated like a monster, and having no comfort of knowing where his trainer is and having no ally whos strong enough to protect him he starts hissing and lashing out more at the people hunting him.

But they keep chasing. And chasing. And chasing.

Hes nearly to the point of letting out a massive fully powered discharge in the middle of town!

Then Ingo arrives and takes charge. Eelektross has managed to hide in the stream. Maybe under the bridge? Meanwhile Ingos loud voice is able to attract attention helping the galaxy Team get things more organized and stop the rabid hunt.

There are still people watching along the stream, waiting to see if eelektross emerges and raise the alarm, but they're not jabbing in sharp farm tools to drive him out or anything.

Ingo, known as one of the only trainers to tame an alpha, wants to give handling eelektross a go. Kamado is hesitant to agree given that Akari has already tried and failed to capture it and he's been given to understand from Laventon that the creature can't be caught with a pokeball. However, the warden still wants to give it a try as there's a chance it could pose a risk to the Pearl Clan if left alone, and given it's an unknown species there's little to show what would happen if any of the villagers actually hurt it. For all they know it could blow up the whole village like a voltorb!

Eventually, with Laventon's help, they're able to draw Eelektross out from under the bridge with food he'd actually like to eat and up the small stream and into the training grounds. It's there that he winds up cornered in the walls of the training grounds by the Security and Survey Corps. Electricity zapping off him in fear and stress.

That's when Ingo jumps him. He has Gliscor (immune to electric) hold Eelektross down as he orders Probopass to use Earth Power (super effective) on the clear electric type. Hoping to distract him before having Tangrowth try and put him asleep with sleep power. (Neutralize the threat)

He's shocked when Eelektross manages to draw no damage from the attack (levitation FTW) and actually dodges Tangrowth's sleep powder.

That's when Eelektross's training really kicks in.

Eelekross might be used to having a partner in multi-battles, but he knows how to fight multiple opponenets. It helps that Ingo's pokemon were trained with a similar method Eelektross was.

All the same he manages to knock Gliscor off and knock over Tangrowth before turning on Magnezone.

Ingo's legitimately startled. Most wild pokemon he fights tend to focus on a singular opponent, but this ones strategically picking out opponents based on his perception of their threat. Plus, yknow, he's a levitating eel monster.

He gives the group orders as best he can. Following Eelektross beat for beat with neither really overcoming the other.

Eventually though, Eelektross winds up breaking the rules.

The first time he's ever done it.

And turns on the one giving the orders.

He's jumped on him before he really recognizes him, which is good because he was about the shoot a massive Discharge and, hopefully, knock out the trainer so the pokemon would get confused giving him an opportunity to escape.

But then he sees his face.

All of this happens in a few seconds and the moment Ingo is tackled everyone is ready to attack the 'monster' that seems to be mauling Ingo. But when they get there, pokemon at the ready and sharp implements raised Ingo tells them to STOP.

And they all look down to see Eelektross's floppy eel arms around Ingo in a hug, sucking on his face, and crying uncontrollably.

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daisychains111 · 12 days

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live "tweet" books with me (via the Goodreads progress bar) pt. 5 A Court of Wings and Ruin by Sarah J. Maas

(the first two books plus Frost and Starlight can be found in part 4/4.5)

Alis and Lucian don't believe her "I was a prisoner at night court" BS for one second, and I love that for them

I'm gonna miss Alis...I love her 😭😭

I'm a very enthusiastic Lucian and Elaine fan...I want them to work, even if I know they won't

I'm also an AVID Cassian and Nesta fan....SWOON

once again declaring my absolute distaste of using males, females, and "my mate"

"oversized bat who throws temper tantrums" Nesta is an icon

"Eventually, Mor and Nesta are gonna be besties....I can feel it in my soul

would love for feyre and Nesta to finish their sister heart-to-heart

Alis better be alive somewhere bc istg if Sarah killed that sweet lady I'll riot. also, Tarquin needs to get the stick out of his ass

hehe, Nesta's worried about Cassian

BOOO HISSSSS TAMLIN

literally just fuck him, derogatory

see you used man one time and it was grand then you had to go and correct yourself...bitch ass omagaverse simp

Nesta verbally annihilating Tamlin is my new favorite thing

I'm quickly becoming Nesta's biggest fan

feyre you really just showed every single one of your cards.... those old bastards totally deserved it tho so good on you

girl, you're 20 and married...literally stfu

WOOAAHHH AFFAIR BABY LUCIAN

Nesta doesn't give two shits about the high lord title. she'll tell you to stfu if she feels like it

hehe feyre making fun of Nesta for Cassian will never not be hilarious

HA scary overgrown bat men scared of Nesta

I do not believe that Jurian is on their side, lying until proven not a jerk...also FUCK TAMLIN

you better knock it off with this Mor and Cassian tension...gross

good riddance Ianthe you bitch

not you genuinely making me feel sad about the surial....brutal

absolutely not...Mor and feyre will not be fighting about this...I refuse

awwww Amren and the summer court guy (varian)....cutie pop

SARAH IF YOU HURT SWEET ELAIN I WILL MAIM YOU

damn...if tamlin dies rn trying to redeem himself rn, I just might have to forgive him for being a fuckass

hehe sister hug

hehe elain and azriel

how I didn't realize Mor liked girl is absolutely beyond me...my gaydar is EXTREMELY lacking bc fucking duh

awwww they're holding hanndddsssss

if any one of them dies I'm gonna kill you

if Nesta kisses Cassian bc she thinks they're gonna die I'll forgive Sarah of all her sins

YUUUHH FATHER DEAREST FOR THE ABSOLUTE WIN

once again Nesta saying fuck you and your title I do as I please...icon

AMREN WTF

YAY KISSING WHEN WE THINK WERE GONNA DIE...you're not forgiven tho, not til they both live

YES ELAIN YUUUHHH

goddammit Amern 😭😭

I'm like 80% sure that Rhys doesn't actually die BUT ISTG IF HE DIES RN

AYAY RHYS STAYS ALIVE AND YAY AMREN IS NOT GONE AND YAY

shout out to Tamlin...you're officially redeemed

rip the Tamlin and Lucian bromance

(Afterthought in post-production, WTF happened to Alis. She just disappeared from the planet and I'm not amused.)

I'm starting Silver Flames tomorrow so stay tuned for then hehe (even though I literally should just do my how instead of reading lol)

#acotar #a court of wings and ruin #feyre archeron #rhysand #feyre x rhysand #elain acotar #elain x azriel #nesta archeron #nesta x cassian #goodreads #live tweeting #a court of fey and flowers #a court of silver flames #a court of mist and fury #a court of thorns and roses #cassian #morrigan acotar #azriel shadowsinger #amren acotar

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stormcrow513 · 1 year

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Disposing Of Baneful Material

Ok couple things first one I'm coming off a cold and my heads still a bit fuzzy so if anything is incoherent opps my bad,

second use of general you ahead so if you're not doing what I'm talking about them this is not aimed at you,

I am not looking for an argument here,

I'm writing my own post cause I didn't want to possibly start shit with someone on another persons post,

Ok so some of y'all might know my mama is on Tumblr now @silverphantom72 she's slowly learning the ropes and slowly learning to follow people and such,

She came up to me yesterday morning, about this post that scared the crap outta her, the op was asking how people get rid of used magic material, all fine till ma got to where one person said they dump baneful material at the gas station,

Ma works at a gas station has worked at a few, understandably this freaked her out,

I couldn't really reassure her given the more thought I've given it the more it's freaked me out, let me break down my problems with this,

I'm not a love and light do no harm type, cause that's not possible that's not the world we live in, someone is always going to get hurt, but I prefer to be a sniper over a bomber, I try always to do the least harm, and putting baneful shit in a volatile area is not the least harm,

Most people likely don't get just how dangerous gas stations are so let me explain, and by dangerous I'm not only talking robberys,

People are awful at gas stations, their pissed off, and they are never paying attention to what their doing,

When COVID first started it became clear to my ma and her manager that the higher ups weren't going to put screens across the registers the way they did in the main store for those cashiers, so they asked for permission and then rigged up one themselves, and people went ballistic over it, 'whats that here for?!' they'd demand, and as soon as the word COVID left ma and here coworkers lips the person would spit on the covering and slam out the door yelling about how they hoped the workers there would catch COVID,

A man not long ago demanded ma give him free gas and she was like I literally cannot do that he started coming over the register at her til another costumer (big guy) yelled at him to knock it the fuck off, ma worried for weeks that he'd come back with a gun,

Or as she worries every day that someone will be pissed enough to follow her home,

Speaking of guns there was the time a shit ton of cops surrounded a murder suspect right on the street in front of her station and she hit the deck as they all took aim at this guy,

there was that time in her old gas station job where two guys got into a knife fight inside the station and she had to run out the side door,

The coworker who got hit by a truck (she lived and is mostly ok, last ma heard)

The amount of people who run over cones sectioning off a down pump then come running in to scream about the pump not working,

All the people who pull out with the pump still attached to their car

Ect.

Gas stations are highly volatile spaces putting baneful magic scraps into that is in my opinion asking to kill someone,

Now onto the more mundane side,

Do you know who collects that trash from the trash cans, the cashiers themselves, and at least where my ma works they don't have gloves, they have to pull those bags out bare handed and trag them to the nearby dumpster,

Often ma has to push bulging trash down into the bag, or because people empty their whole car into these trash cans, beer bottles, full bottles of water, full Starbucks coffees, she often has to pull some of that trash into another bag because she can't lift it out because the bags are too heavy, (ma's almost 70 btw)

If I put something into a bag then put it in there that bag WILL get ripped open and then people like ma WILL be touching it with their bare hands, meaning any poisonous to the touch herbs? congrats you just poisoned someone, glass shards/ mirror fragments? just shredded someone's hands, a poppet with needles in it? now there in a persons hand,

When I brought this to ma's attention she gasped and told me lots of kids tend to squish the top of the trash down when it's bulging up so they can shove their trash on top, that lots of people do,

so throwing anything poisonous or slicey in the trash is very fucking likly to hurt someone.

I can't tell y'all what to do, but maybe think twice on what you're doing, just like how people have brought up don't put salt on the ground because you're killing the environment, I'm speaking up for gas station workers who, trust me, do not want to be there,

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poemsillneversend · 4 months

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Puppet Master // Guard Dog

You hope I’m doing well but doesn’t matter if I don’t reply.

You hope I’m not bitter but I was fearful frozen half my life.

You hope I’ve got what I deserve, but did I deserve what you did?

Because I know that you know what you did.

And you break the silence after 11 years just to say that you hope I take care.

But you never cared about me, you liked pulling my strings.

Made me dance, made me sing.

Molded all of me just how you liked.

You found me naive and fourteen, scars covered with sleeves

But refused to believe I could die.

Was I never a real girl to you?

Was I just your pretty puppet?

The brand new addition to the collection you covet?

Did you start slashing at strings just out of boredom?

You cut all my ties, I hung on by a single thread.

Were you a little sad when inside I just felt dead?

Was it fun playing games with the doll you choked?

Can a puppet master ever care for the toys he broke?

I hope the guilt eats at you.

I hope it hurts to face it.

I hope you’re ashamed of the ways that you acted.

I hope you’ve grown up enough to never again cause this kind of hurt

I hope my pain haunts you,

I hope that you cried, drown out the last decade in tears.

Why else would you need to reach out after all these years?

Because I know that you know what you did.

Alone in that house, I still can’t breathe in basements.

In windowless rooms, you taught me what shame is.

Why didn’t you stop when you saw me so shaken?

Did you steal my soul just so you could break it?

Thoughtless thieves never care, he just takes it.

You hated my friends and you hated my music.

You said they were bad for me, how was I so stupid?

You said you were all I need. Oh so convincing.

Put me on a leash then slowly, you reeled me in.

You turned me into the perfect guard dog.

Defend you loyal to the whole world.

Muzzled my mouth and sharpened my teeth, then you trained me to bark and to bite

I scared away all who might get too close to us

Just so you could keep control, under the guise of love.

All that I loved, you’d disapprove.

Then you made me choose, to fight or take flight?

When I finally broke free, you waited impatiently til I came crawling back.

It made perfect sense, after all, you made sure you were all I had.

When I stayed away too long, you publicly unleashed your rage,

And within weeks I saw myself easily replaced by some other poor girl who was just my age.

As soon as I could I ran far away

Never felt far enough, across only four states.

No thanks to you, I survived, I even learned to live.

And I’ve long moved on from your abuse, but I can’t forgive.

I hope I never absolve you of guilt.

I hope I never hear you gloat.

I hope I never see you again.

And I hope you get punched in the throat.

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peachyhours · 2 years

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Yandere Mingyu A-Z if possible 🥺

Yandere!Mingyu A-Z

A/N :: Hi, I hope you like it! Have a good day 🤍

♡ A (Affection) ⇸ How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

At first sight Mingyu doesn't seem like a yandere, he seems like an ordinary attractive man. Once you started dating him he still seems like a normal boyfriend, but extremely strict and protective. But Mingyu is also very clingy, he likes PDA and always has an arm around you, he especially loves holding your hand. He also compliments you a lot and puts a lot of efforts for your dates, he wants to show how much he loves you.

♡ B (Blood) ⇸ How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Mingyu is very strict and overprotective when it comes to you. He would never let anyone hurt you in any form, if you're getting bullied or people make mean comments about you, he will fight them or even kill them if their accusations were repetitive. He will make sure no boys ever flirt with you other than him, but Mingyu will never hurt people in front of you. He will wait until the night come to get his revenge and beat them sometimes 'til death.

♡ C (Cruelty) ⇸ How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Once you abducted he would be the happiest man on earth, but he will take you for granted. Mingyu will reveal a little bit more his yandere side, by always controlling how you dress, where you go, with who you go out... Your relationship might be a little bit toxic.

♡ D (Darling) ⇸ Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Honestly, he won't force you to do a lot of things. Usually, Mingyu will force you to stay home and not go out if you had plan or gor somewhere with him (like see his friend or something) and you have no choice otherwise he can get angry. Sometimes, if he wants so have sex with you and you don't, he will convince you and "force" you to have sex.

♡ E (Exposed) ⇸ How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

He is pretty open about a lot of things and he's not scared to tell you about his life or his feelings for you. But he tends to hide his yandere feelings and his obsession towards you. He doesn't like to talk about his emotions when he becomes angry or mean.

♡ F (Fight) ⇸ How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Mingyu would be very surprised, you rarely fight back. But when you do, he would get very sarcastic and mock you for trying to stand against him. It will definitely make things worse and if you insist he will probably get violent or very aggressive. He wants to have authority on you and if you snap back it will show you that he's not severe enough.

♡ G (Game) ⇸ Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

As I said, with Mingyu it seems like a "normal" relationship so there wouldn't be any captivity thing going on. But if you're tired of this or you don't love him anymore and try to leave, he will get furious and will do ANYTHING to keep you with him. He wouldn't have any pity and will not hesitate to hurt or anyone helping you, he will use force to bring you back. But Mingyu also think you're pathetic and mock you for being so scared.

♡ H (Hell) ⇸ What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

One day you tried to leave. At night, you sneaked out, took a bag with your clothes and everything and you went to your family's house. It was very from your boyfriend's house so you thought you could have stayed here to take a break. Mingyu didn't like that at all and he searched you through the whole country. He acted like you were missing so people searched you. It was like being wanted, your boyfriend playing the victim and persecuting you with creepy calls and messages.

♡ I (Ideals) ⇸ What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Mingyu would like to have a good relationship with you, probably get married and have children. He doesn't want to have any problem or any fight with you but it depends if you follow his rules.

♡ J (Jealousy) ⇸ Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

He does get jealous very easily and very often. He hates when you go out without him or when boys talk/look at you. He thinks you're gonna leave him or cheat on him. He either waits to bring up the subject during an argument and make it worse or he decides to talk immediately about it. But he doesn't want to seem weak so he doesn't tell you he is jealous, he just shows you that he is angry and asks you a lot of questions.

♡ K (Kisses) ⇸ How do they act around or with their darling?

Mingyu is often clingy and childish, he loves your attention. He tends to always have a physical touch like holding hands or putting his hand on your thighs or around your waist... He also does that to show other people that you're "his property". If you follow his rules, he will show you more of this side of him and it will be way easier to live with him.

♡ L (Love letters) ⇸ How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Your encounter was really classic, Mingyu was at a bar with some friends and when he saw you entering the place, he casually came up to you and asked you your number. He immediately found you attractive and wanted to you to be his. You talked for a few months and he did everything he could to make you fall in love with him. And he succeeded.

♡ M (Mask) ⇸ Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

I wouldn't say he's drastically different but he is definitely more strict and scarier when you are both alone. He's not like this all the time, sometimes he's sweet and acts like a normal boyfriend. But since he is a yandere he's very hard to please and exigent.

♡ N (Naughty) ⇸ How would they punish their darling?

Mingyu wouldn't really punish you like stopping you from going out, torture or hurting the ones you love... He would rather monopolize you and follow you everywhere you go, his presence and his protection will be even worse. He doesn't want to let you alone and will take away your freedom. You will notice him getting even more irritated and mean, fights will be more violent and more often until he decides to calm down and move on.

♡ O (Oppression) ⇸ How many rights would they take away from their darling?

He makes sure you don't talk to any men other than him, but he also takes all your femininity away by forbidding you to wear too much makeup and some type of clothes. He basically doesn't want you to draw men's attention. He will also sometimes take decisions without your opinion or talk on your behalf. He will basically act like a toxic boyfriend sometimes.

♡ P (Patience) ⇸ How patient are they with their darling?

If Mingyu is in a good mood he will be more patient than usual and when he's in a bad day he's less patient. But in general, he doesn't like to repeat after himself, he you don't understand or you don't want to obey, it will obviously piss him off. He will make sure to calm your bratty attitude.

♡ Q (Quit) ⇸ If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Yes Mingyu will be able to move on, it will probably take a few months or maybe a year or two. If you leave or escape he will search for you and if you die he will be really sad and it will affect him a lot more. If you decide to leave he will get angry at you. He will eventually find a new darling.

♡ R (Regret) ⇸ Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Mingyu doesn't think he did something wrong, he truly thinks he is a normal boyfriend so he never regretted anything that he did. Plus he didn't kidnap you in anything he just manipulated you. He would eventually let go if you give him a good reason, he might fall out of love or start liking someone else.

♡ S (Stigma) ⇸ What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

He was always like that but since he never fell in love he didn't act like that with girls, he just hooked up with them or dated them a few weeks. When he met you, he immediately fell in love with you, he wanted to have you for himself. His desire was so strong that it revealed his true self.

♡ T (Tears) ⇸ How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

When he sees you in pain, crying or screaming he feels a weird mix of pity, regret and satisfaction. He doesn't necessarily want to hurt your feelings but when he does he thinks you deserve it. He loves you so he doesn't want to hurt you for fun but sometimes when you get bratty and when you fight back, you need to be put back at your place.

♡ U (Unique) ⇸ Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

I don't see anything unique he would do, there is a lot of different yandere and each of them have different characteristics.

♡ V (Vice) ⇸ What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

His "non yandere" side is really showing off more than other yandere so you can use that. He is not just a crazy obsessive guy, he also likes to check out girls and for him you're not the only one he finds beautiful. Even tho he loves you a lot, you can easily piss him off enough so he'll get tired of you and leave you.

♡ W (Wit’s end) ⇸ Would they ever hurt their darling?

Mingyu definitely hurt you in the past and he still does. You wouldn't hurt you for fun, he also would never torture you or kill you. But he can sometimes be a violent boyfriend when you disobey, it's of course a toxic relationship so you can expect physical violence in a heated argument.

♡ X (Xoanon) ⇸ How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

At first he fell in a deep and passionate love for you, he didn't have to do a lot to win you over honestly. Since it started like a normal relationship, he just had to show you all his charms to make you fall in love and it's pretty easy since he's a very attractive and charismatic man. If needed he could have been very manipulative and isolate you from other people to make you more dependent on him. But when you started dating he slightly took you for granted.

♡ Y (Yearn) ⇸ How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

It might take between one and 4 years before he snaps. It depends on the evolution of the relationship and how you act with him. If you're nice and you give him all the attention he need, it will take longer for him to fall out of love.

♡ Z (Zenith) ⇸ Would they ever break up with their darling?

Mingyu is most likely to break up with you one day. Even if he has an obsession about you, he knows he won't spend his life with you. One day, one of you will break up or leave the other.

#kpop #ask #aestehtic #kpop a z #seventeen #seventeen a z #seventeen reactions #seventeen yandere #mingyu #kim mingyu #seventeen mingyu #mingyu yandere

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abyssal-rakuen · 2 months

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oc ramblings

ahaha im too wiped to do anything other than laze around in bed so im gonna ramble on about my special little guys til i recover

so first of all there's bibi, arceus' favorite little princess, more or less a reskinned juliana/florian but im very attached regardless

for the first 12 years of her life she was incredibly sickly and doctors couldn't tell what was wrong with her. spends most of her days in bed at home or in the hospital obsessively watching league matches. becoming a champion is more or less the entire foundation of her will to live.

2 years before her story starts she begins to recover from her illness. it is a borderline miracle. keeping in line with SVs theme of wishes i wanted her story to begin with a wish, a dream, a prayer making itself manifest.

by the time shes 14 shes undergone enough rehab to get the clear to live her life as any normal child her age would. cue the beginning of SV, and immediately beginning the events of TM where she becomes close friends with kieran.

but not just her booksmarts are lacking, her emotional intelligence is as well. she aggressively pushes kieran away from finding out about ogerpon while simultaneously being incredibly friendly towards him otherwise and can't tell the dissonance is driving him nuts. nor can she really fathom why he's so upset about her capturing ogerpon.

cue her return to paldea, none the wiser to kierans growing resentment which only gets worse with news that she makes quick progress in the gym challenge. all goes as expected until the final confrontation between koraidons in area zero, where she gets directly attacked and almost fatally wounded.

her confident, borderline arrogant attitude is shattered when she wakes up in the hospital again. it dawns on her just how mortal and frail she is, and that being an explorer and trainer means she'll have to risk getting hurt again if not flat out dying.

she debates giving up on being a trainer after that only to have a confrontation with another one of my ocs, alto, who chews her out for being a coward and a quitter. this pisses her off so bad she snaps out of her funk long enough to kick off the indigo disk plot.

once again it mostly goes as expected, save for the fact she has incredibly petty beef with drayton. despite his friendly and easygoing demeanor, she dismisses him as a no good slacker because of carmines warning about him and the fact that his laid back demeanor makes it seem like he's unappreciative of all the support he gets. what makes matters worse is that shes convinced he must be bullying kieran, because surely it cant be *her* fault he's changed for the worse.

cue the "ex-champion" remark and kierans breakdown. bibis just about had it and starts a fistfight with drayton that she loses *badly*. of course, she's in the wrong for it, and everyone lets her know that. the incident makes kieran even angrier and he calls her out on not letting him fight his own battles and not treating him like an equal.

cue some more introspection. why had she insisted on playing hero instead of letting her friend stand up for himself or fight alongside her in kitakami? why did she think it was ok for her to just impose her will on others through brute force? bibi has to spend a lot of time thinking over how she interacts with other people and how to make the conscious effort to take their feelings into account when she acts.

she's honestly a bit of a wreck by the time they delve back into area zero. she's not quite over the trauma of getting physically mauled by a pokemon. at some point the information about what happened to her in AZ gets disclosed to kieran and he has to rethink his view of her. suddenly shes not this unreachable pinnacle, she's a normal kid just like him, and a scared one at that.

he can't tell whether to be thrilled at seeing his rival so weak or uncomfortable at how he's never looked at her like a human being.

the terapagos incident happens as scripted, and the two have to team up to take it down. bibi finally realizes she doesn't have to be the strongest, she just has to be there for her friends when they need it. kieran learns that he shouldn't have put her on a pedestal, and that he can be someone people rely on too.

assorted trivia!

she can cook technically, and pokemon seem to find it fine, but humans think its revolting. one time nemona ate a lunch bibi made before their regularly scheduled rematch and had to take an immediate trip to the nurses office. bibi declared herself winner by technical knockout.

she starts picking up martial arts after the indigo disk. she has a mienshao who has retired from battle since its got a gentle disposition that dislikes violence, and it teaches her how to defend herself.

has a habit of clutching her left side when anxious, as its where the professors koraidon slashed her up.

her left side to the middle of her abdomen in riddled with scars.

has sharp, almost handsome eyes under those glasses. at formal events she opts to wear suits instead of dresses and most mistake her for a really pretty boy when that happens.

she enjoys chasing the latest trends be it fashion, food, or silly poke-tiktok dance challenges. partially because she lacks social skills, so if battling isn't an option she scrambles to talk about hot topics in order to keep the other person interested.

has a large variety of pokemon that she uses but the two who always stay on her team are her ribombee and skeledirge

has a subconscious affinity for fighting types as she likes the idea of having a strong body

#pokemon sv #oc trainer #mine

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rookiesbookies · 2 years

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Jason Todd x F!Reader

Reader and Jason have a stable relationship, pre-existing, and Reader knows about Jason’s “nightly activities”. Jason’s resting up after an exceptionally bad night out.

No one’s requesting anything, so GUESS WHO’S WRITING HER PROMPTS HERSELF

35. “You better have a really good reason for being out of bed."

40. “I don't deserve you. I don't deserve any of this.”

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The woman rounded the corner of the apartment, carrying groceries in from a quick trip to the store. Catching a glance of her boyfriend before setting down the bags in their small studio apartment kitchen.

“Jason!” She called. “Jason!”

The 6’2” man-child backed up around the corner he quickly rounded a second ago.

“… yes, honey?”

“Jason. You better have a really good reason for being out of bed.”

“Yeah… uh. I needed to- uh- pee.”

“Yes. Because that’s a wonderful excuse to be trying to prepare my favorite meal.” She pinched the bridge of her nose. “I know you want to say thank you for me caring for you. But the best way to do that now is for you to rest.”

Jason stayed silent. She was the softest torture ever, he wanted just to cook for her!

Jason sat himself in a chair with a huff. He winced and held his side where the stitches were, he couldn’t pout in these conditions.

“Let me see it.” She said, gesturing to where the deep cut was.

An upward slice from a butterfly knife had caught Jason by surprise in a hand-to-hand fight. He was almost never that close- but sure enough he was that night.

“You need to be gentle on yourself while it heals, Birdy.” She ran her fingers over the cut like feathers, his heart was beating like a drum against his rib cage. Her touch always made him like this. He dropped his shirt when her hand pulled away. She pecked his cheek, “im just glad you’re ok.”

“I don't deserve you.”

“What?” She heard him but his mumbles were almost inaudible if she hadn’t been close to him.

“I don't deserve any of this.” He spoke up, still quiet but voice pounded at her ears.

“Birdy- don’t start this again, please-”

“Don’t. I don’t and you know I’m right.” He was stern in his tone, sounded a lot like Bruce. Her pleads weighed on him but this was, truly, how he felt.

She wove her arm around his waist, whilst leading her head onto his shoulder. She almost hovered around him, scared to break the brick of a man.

“Jason, I- you- this-…” she couldn’t find a way to word her feelings.

She was proud he was expressing himself, usually it was home-cooking or bread- the things that had been so hard for him to find while living on the streets as a kid- that he expressed his feelings with.

Although she was always happy to support the expression of himself, the words surprised her. He had never been good with words. His first “I love you” had taken 7 months of dating to get it to crawl out of his throat. Usually when he was in pain- mentally, physically, or emotionally- he stomached it like a need to vomit so he could deal with it alone.

It was the lack of loneliness that he felt now that scared him.

They both stayed quiet ‘til she spoke up.

“You know I don’t believe that.”

He hesitated and just leaned into her, “my stitches hurt… I miss the bed.”

#jason todd #dc #dc comics #red hood #batfam #batfamily #jason todd x reader insert #redhood #redhood x reader

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rikilouvre · 1 year

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Distaste.

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contains : r-16 (story contains physical violence and bullying) , school / acad rivals / nemeses , student council enhypen jungwon , student council y/n , profanities , family issues , ex-bestfriends , kind of heavy plot , dark theme , semiclear backstory

little description : scenarios of how you deal with your highly competitive classmate / co-student council yang jungwon — someone who's worth a punch in the face for being so obnoxious , hypocritical , annoying , and evil. in short, i like making up fighting scenarios in my head hahahahahaha.

no. of scenarios (word count) : 4 (total of 1.5k)

theme song : IVE – My Satisfaction

everything in this story is fictional.

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"look who finally decided to come!" the student council yang jungwon sarcastically applaud for seeing you attend the urgent meeting the student government decided to have after announcing the night before that there's nothing to be talked about regarding school matters. "how are you irresponsible enough to be up on your phone all night and not know what's going to happen today? you're so incompetent that you don't even deserve to be a part of this whole deal." some officers snickered, some remained quiet. you were too fed up with his daily blabbering and constant interfering with your life that you don't even care to cross boundaries : "oh, yeah? what about you? didn't you come to school late the other day during your defense 'cause you were up all night crying 'cause of your dad who didn't greet you a happy birthday?–" his eyes widened, fists closed tight, he was ready to hurt you at that point but then you opened your mouth again : "–you're involving your life so much into school matter you don't even deserve to be a part of this whole–" he grabbed you by your collar with his two hands, "just know that i'm not afraid to hurt you and destroy your reputation, y/n." other officers were quick to stand up and stop the both of you, but they were too scared of what jungwon is capable of. his grip on you becomes tighter and tighter 'til you feel like you're a few centimeters off the ground, "don't you dare talk about my dad 'cause you know damn well what will happen." with every word he's gritting his teeth, his dark eyes bore into yours — no longer able to see the old jungwon you once had as a bestfriend in elementary. he became completely different after he started having family problems. he became an overachiever and a competent piece of shit. atleast that's how you depict him now. he finally let go of your collar and you struggled to maintain composure after clumsily landing on your feet. "and don't even try to interfere with my life again 'cause you don't know anything about me and what's been happening to my life lately at all. not anymore." you talked back and stabbed his chest with your pointing finger hard enough to make him step his left foot back a little. you walked off, slammed the door shut. even with the heavy atmosphere the meeting room had, you were quite relieved there were no CCTV cameras present there because you know everything would be a lot more complicated if there were.

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"what the fuck?!" on the school corridor, someone pushed you from behind that made you fall onto your knees with the heavy papers you've been carrying towards the faculty office, and everyone was fast enough to have all their eyes on you – some are already having their phones pointed at you and some are whispering and idly reacting – the scattered papers on the ground, and jungwon behind you. "oh no, y/n! didn't your mom teach you to walk properly with your feet? are you that stupid?" you remained still on the ground, he slowly examines you as he walks infront of you. jungwon kicked some of the papers to your face which got quite a lot of vocal reactions from students surrounding the area, "you need help?" he asked in an overly-sweet tone. you quietly picked the papers up and stood back up. face-to-face with your nemesis. with the test papers piled up thick enough, you waited for a few seconds looking at his shit-eating grin before you bashed the papers hard on the side of his head. he almost lost his balance and caress the side of his head in pain, "move, shitface." you shoved his shoulder with class test papers tucked and secured with your arms, you continued walking away.

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"wrong, wrong, correct but you're still wrong for being an asshole to me, wrong, wrong..." jungwon murmurs to himself as he's been given the task to check the test papers you've been carrying around earlier, animatedly marking all your answers wrong due to his hatred for you. someone kindly gave a test paper that you forgot to pick up earlier and told you that they saw someone carry the papers to classroom C-4, and so you went to place it on the teacher's table, where jungwon is. you opened the door – the classroom was empty, the lights were off, the blinds were all closed except for the windows beside the teacher's desk. you had him look at your direction and greet you : "hi, y/n! just in time." he stood up to walk and stand infront of you, holding your paper up to your face marked 0/80, 0% and ripped the paper in two whole pieces slowly and adequately before letting the paper drop onto the floor. and as the paper falls, you slowly started seeing his evil grin that was blocked earlier. you let out a horrified gasp and there started your questions at him : "yang jungwon, why are you doing this to me?" tears immediately started forming on your eyes, like pent-up emotions of sadness and confusion, and you keep on asking yourself where everything went wrong in your 9 years of friendship that was thrown away. "i'm pretty sure you're smart enough to know why, y/n. that's the reason why i'm your classmate, why you're able to even talk to me." before you could even say anything in response, he continued : "2 years ago, you started distancing yourself from me right when you found out about my family problems just because you had yours as well. you knew that you were my only friend, you knew you're the only one i can go to. but apparently, it was too hard for you to make everything according to place. and now you're going to ask me why i'm being like this to you, now you're going to talk shit about my relationship with dad infront of my new friends and ruin my established school reputation. you should be ashamed, y/n. you should be ashamed. "but that is the reason, jungwon. i distanced myself because i didn't want you having a hard time from my problems and you were too narrow-minded to understand that. i understood you and you didn't realize that. and now you think you've changed for the better by downgrading me and thinking of me as a stupid person and mocking my achievements by ripping my midterms examination paper into pieces? you're the one who should be ashamed of yourself. i can't even comprehend how you are where you're standing now with that shitty attitude of yours, like c'mon, you? a fucking student council?" your tears started dropping onto the paper you're holding, blurring the printed ink and smudging tiny portions of the paper. "here, take your paper and mark all of them correct i don't fucking care anymore. if you're gonna continue to act like i wasn't an important part of your life before and don't wanna fix our friendship then just leave me alone. i'm tired of this fuckery we're doing, this stupid nemeses bullshit." you pushed the test paper onto him as he was quick enough to catch it, "that's nice that your reflexes are still fast like when you saved my ice cream from being stolen when we were still hanging out in elementary, remember that? you were the one who stood up for me against those kids picking on me. i never expected you to be the one to shame me infront of the whole school. i hope you're that fast too at realizing you're the problem and not me." you were quick to leave the room feeling extra light.

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and to think he wasn't affected by your emotional speech for him, you were wrong. "good morning everyone, i am yang jungwon and today i'm going to read aloud my school homework which is to make a short message for one my classmates anonymously." and you were lying if you told yourself that that didn't catch your attention.

"you're mean but we once got along, you're a snob but you were really attentive when i needed your advice, you're such a bad and cruel person without even realizing it. i'm sorry but i don't think i'm strong enough to sincerely apologize and restore what we had before — i'm too full of pride, but i'm ready for everyone inside the classroom to know that, even the ones they're gonna tell on. you were a great great friend, maybe even the bestest friend i've ever had. but we grew apart. you think and told me i'm the reason and the one to blame, i thought otherwise in the beginning but i unexpectedly agreed in the end. you know who you are, but after years of constantly bullying you and making you lose your worth, i just wanted to tell you that i made our homework which is a lot more important to me, about you. i found this as an excuse to tell you everything without talking to you directly.—

with a short pause, he gathered air and spoke sternly for his final sentence of his homework.

—refer to this as our 9 years of friendship's closure and from now on i'm going to leave you alone as you requested."

jungwon politely excused himself to your class professor and looked straight at the doorway. a week has passed and he finally announced to the student government that everything was settled and that he was switching schools due to personal reasons, you never heard from him ever again.

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