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tochasingwaterfalls · 3 years

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toni and shelby scenes i practiced writing because i officially have no life anymore

(2nd pov shelby and not always entirely accurate)

1. what the fuck are you wearing

The first time Toni talks to you, like really interacts with you, is when you pull Martha out of that riptide and bandage her ankle with the material of your top. She comes flying towards the two of you, worried about Martha, and so relieved, that she doesn’t even notice you at first. But when Martha shifts her attention towards you, compliments you, thanks you for the help, Toni looks at you. And she doesn’t just look at you, she scans you up and down and your skin starts to feel hot under the intensity of her gaze and you’re about to say something when -

“What the fuck are you wearing.”

You decide to brush over that, you tell yourself that she‘s on edge like all of you, that she didn’t mean for it to sound this patronizing, and when you walk back to the others, you try not to think about the way she looked at you. You try not to think about the way it made your skin crawl and burn at the same time, something you‘ve never felt before and something so entirely wrong.

2. god’s such a joke

“I‘m so sick of looking at your fucking ponytail. I feel like it thinks it’s better than me,“ she bites and when you turn around, she’s right there, up in your personal space, looking at you and challenging you to bite back with her eyes so intense that you forget how to breathe for a moment.

“Why don’t you go in front, then?” You offer and she scoffs, brushes right past you with all her anger and when your hands just barely touch, it sets your body on fire all over again. You’re proud that you didn't let her get under your skin with all her punching remarks, toned arms and that insufferable smirk of hers - and yet what you fail to realize is, that she already runs so much deeper.

Toni stomps in front of you, each step loaded with a tension that stems from a place much further away than anything on this island but at least she’s not talking and you can finally concentrate on finding water. The Lord helps those who help themselves. You mumble a few prayers under your breath and it’s like she’s waited for just that, because she whirls around, snaps “God‘s such a joke,” and scoffs when you stay quiet. It’s something she seems to be doing a lot; scoffing, picking fights where there are none, fighting battles only she knows the cause of. “Do you know He is just a brainwashing tool designed to enslave the masses?“ She’s smirking again, thinks she’s cornered you, and you don’t know why you feel the need to say something back, maybe because you don’t want her to think you have no backbone, or maybe just because you want to see how she reacts.

“Even if He were just a brainwashing tool, you ever think maybe your brain could use a good,” you draw out your bottom lip with your teeth. “scrub?“

“Fuck off.“

It’s the start of a game you two continue to play; she’s scoffing, dismissing, disagreeing with everything you say and you’re brushing it off, practicing your patience, all while trying not to let her see how much she actually does rile you up.

3. don’t bullshit me, shelby

It all starts with Rachel commenting the way Toni’s eating the mussels and you wish she would’ve just kept her mouth shut. “Just trying to stay on brand, you know.” Toni smirks, looks proud, and when she brings up the mussel to her mouth, your breath falls short in the back of your throat, because she’s not going to- Oh, she definitely is and there’s a knot settling low in your stomach. You don’t want to watch but it’s physically impossible for you to look away. “You gotta admit, the shape of these things... it’s kinda like a-“

“Like a pussy!“ That’s Nora, loud and so surprising, that there’s a shocked moment of silence before they’re back to laughing again and cheering Toni on, all like;

“Lick the clit.” and-

“This is the most action any of us have gotten.” and-

“Go off, girl!” and-

- you don’t know how can they be so okay with all this but you can’t take it anymore. “Would you stop?!” And okay, maybe it’s a little hysterical with a little too much panic seething through your voice and you can’t meet Toni’s eyes when she wipes off her mouth.

“Okay, that was hilarious and Shelby has no chill,“ Dot says into the silence that has started to settle in.

“I have chill, I guess I just don’t - I don‘t see the humour in that sort of thing.“ You still can’t bring yourself to look at her.

“What do you mean that sort of thing?“ You can feel her running hot again, eyes not leaving your face, eyebrows furrowed, hand balled around the mussel so tightly, her knuckles turn white. She has you cornered.

“You know, pornographic gestures. I‘m a Christian, all right? I‘m from a Christian home, I‘m allowed to be a little skeeved out.“ You try your hardest to dodge the question, with the words practically spilling from your lips; and when your eyes finally lock with hers, you think she has to notice how they’re almost begging her not to push any further. This time, she really has you cornered and you can’t let go of the cross hanging off your neck.

Wether or not she notices the plea in your eyes, Toni pushes, because all she ever does is pick battles. “I mean that‘s not all that’s going on here. Don‘t bullshit me, Shelby, cause the vibe that’s coming of you right now, I‘ve felt it a few too many times not to know what it is.“

All she ever does is pick battles but this is one, she has every right to fight. You know that and you look away; you’re practically drowning in your shame and the way Toni continues to push makes your throat close up.

“What are you saying, Toni?“

“I’m saying that she can’t stand that I’m gay, Marty, that’s what fucking skeeves her out.” Her anger fails to mask the way she’s hurt, the way her voice breaks a little in the end and you want to cry, knowing you’re the cause of all that.

“Look, I’ll be as honest as possible, because y’all deserve that.” It’s out on the table and you have to take a deep breath before the words rush out of your mouth, as if that would make it any better. You don’t know how the others react to what you say, you’re completely zoned in on Toni; she’s the one that matters and you’re begging her to understand that when you say, “I do believe that way of life is a sin,” you really mean “I’ve started hating myself such a long time ago that I can’t remember how not to.”

But she pushes herself up to her feet and spits “I can’t fucking believe it-“

Your tongue presses against your dentures when you cut her off. “I’m sorry, but everything I’ve ever known has taught me that.” Your lips on Becca’s and how right it feels, your father looking at you and then stopping to look at you all together, your pleas that it will never happen again, please, it was all Becca. Everything comes rushing in, balled up into a wave of shame and guilt that hits you square in your chest and almost knocks you over. It cuts up your throat from the inside when you say “Look, there’s no hate in my heart, I just feel sorry-“

“Fuck you.” She has you cornered, but there are no smirks, no snarky comments; there’s just the try to mask pain with anger and self hate with believe and you think that maybe this was the game you played all along.

4. i’m not gonna take shit from you

You don’t have time to figure out what it means when you grab the pill and turn around to face her. “Toni, I’m gonna need you to take this, alright?”

“Stay away from me.” Still, close to passing out and maybe losing her life, she’s angry and proud and snapping but you brush it aside. You don’t have time for this.

“If I put this in your mouth, can you take it?”

“I’m not gonna take shit from you.” It sounds weak, her voice hoarse and her lips chapped and you don’t have time to figure out why there’s this hot knot building up in you stomach with every word she says.

“It will save your life, Toni, you’re taking the damn pill.” You’re desperate and worried, knot in your stomach, heat in your veins, and when some of the others try to take the pill from you, something inside of you snaps. “Jesus fucking Christ, am I not allowed to help her!?”

You push her over and you don’t have time to figure what it means when your breathing becomes ragged and your whole body feels like it’s being set on fire when you force her to open her damn mouth.

“Swallow the fucking pill.” You're on top of her, one hand covering her mouth to make sure that she doesn’t spit out the pill, the other tangled in her hair, skin on skin and never this close before. It makes your head spin. When you hear her swallow and a flood of relief washes over your body, you’re not sure you want to figure out what that means. It will never happen again.

Toni runs deeper than your skin, she’s in your bones and in your veins and you’re scared shitless. So you do what you do best, and you walk away.

5. you’re free here

“Do you have any idea what it’s like to have to be pitch perfect every second? To be watched like a hawk for the slightest bit of weight gain or the tiniest wobble in my heal or if my hem is just a centimeter off regulation or if I say the wrong thing about international politics? God, help me.”

“So you’re complaining about being judged when you literally signed up for that?”

“I know, I - “ You know she’s right. She’s cornered you again. “But I‘m not just talking about pageant stuff. It feels like everywhere I go, somebody is asking me to meet some kind of expectation. It’s a lot is all. The pressure.“ You don’t know how to say it to make her understand - without saying too much, that is. You’re playing the game again and she’s winning.

“Yeah, well, my dad‘s been a no show since day one and my mom is in and out of rehab like it’s a fucking white castle, so nobody expects shit from me. Doesn‘t feel great either.” You hear her voice get rough, close to breaking and she blinks a little harsher than just a minute ago. “Do you know how many field trips I had to bail on, cause no one’s been there to sign my permission slip? You know, I don’t give a fuck about going to the planetarium, you know? It just would’ve been nice to have someone there to say that I could.“ She’s rushing out things you’re not sure anyone else knows, maybe not even Martha, and you’re desperately trying to comprehend all of it.

“Yeah, but-“

“Shelby, if you’re trying to out-sad me, it‘s a losing fucking battle.“ She says it with a finality that's so much like her and it breaks your heart. Here you have her, talking to you like she means every word she says and you’re still thinking you’re playing a stupid game.

“But you’re free, don’t you see that? You don’t have to answer to anybody,” you argue and hits closer to home than anything you’ve ever told anyone before-

And then Toni says something that changes everything.

“And neither do you, not right now anyway.” Your eyes bore into hers and you realize that she’s right. That she knows what she’s talking about. That you’ve been hiding and that you’re tired of it. She keeps talking and you’re too busy staring at her lips and the way her eyebrows are furrowed together in a way to underline the point she’s making, to hear what she’s saying. “I mean, you’re on a deserted island a million miles away from whatever bullshit expectations you left behind. You’re free here, Shelby, and if you’re not taking advantage of that, then I don’t know what the fuck to tell you.“

You’re free here. You’re free.

Before you know what you’re doing, you rush in, thumbs on her cheeks and fingers curling around the back of her neck and you finally, finally, finally press your lips against hers. It’s desperate and it’s everything you’ve wanted to do for God knows how long. The way she kisses you back makes you feel closer to God than any prayer ever could and it feels so right until-

My, God.

You pull away and you're staring at her, breath falling short in the back of your throat, lips hot and so caught up in the moment.

And then it comes crashing in. It will never happen again, please, Dad. It’s not what you think it is. This is not who I am.

You’re free. You’re free and you do what you do best, you run away from it. The difference is, that this time, there’s someone to chase after you.

#i love them too much #shelby x toni #shelby goodkind #toni shalifoe #the wilds #why am i obsessed

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juminsmysticmc · 4 years

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heyy can i have a head canon with the RFA+Saeran+V and how they’d be if they were chubby/insecure and meeting the MC for the first time

RFA + Minor Duo who are chubby/ insecure and meet MC for the first time

Hiii~ oh, I never thought about that to be honest! I gave my best, I hope you enjoy it! Please tell me your opinion!Have a nice day!

Jumin

The young CEO waited for you.

He didn’t know what to do. Knowing that you would suddenly meet him made his mind go crazy.

He never felt insecure before a meeting. He never panicked when he had to talk in an interview, but you suddenly made him feel various feelings he never felt before.

Fear of not being good enough and scared of doing something wrong while being deeply in love.

His heart began to race as he thought about you, seeing your smile and listening to your angelic voice.

When the guard told him that you were already there, a lot of things came into his mind.

,,Am I sweating? Do I still smell good? Will she be disappointed? Am I good enough? Will I be too clingy? Wouldn’t I be too distant?“ he thought.

When you came, all his fears increased.

Your beauty hit him hard, making him feel like a gray duck out of the blue.

But your soft smile calmed him down.

You immediately hugged him, telling him how happy you were to be there.

For a short moment, you let go of his body and then hugged him again even longer.

Jumin‘s insecurity disappeared immediately, making him feel as secure as always.

Zen

,,Aish…!“ he whined at the sight of his hurt leg.

He looked at his reflection.

,,Mc is about to come and your skin is so bad…“ he whined, but stopped immediately.

Would you get tired of him?

If he whines too much, would you come to hate him?

Everyone always told him that thanks to his looks he would get a girlfriend really quickly, but this wasn’t his intention.

But would it be the same for you? Wouldn’t you be the same?

,,Ah! Now I‘m so insecure in myself that I can’t even trust her!“ Zen yelled and walked slowly back to the couch.

He thought about his appearance. Normally it was perfectly fine, but you also seemed like a person who cared a lot about personality too.

And this was his weak point.

But he couldn’t think about that problem because suddenly, someone rang the doorbell.

As quickly as he could, he opened the door.

As if the sun personally stood in front of him, you smiled brightly at him.

,,I‘m so happy to be able to meet you!“ you whispered and hugged him tightly.

The day passed quickly and Zen had to admit that it went better than he thought. His insecurities had all been in vain.

Yoosung

As everyone waited for you, the host, to arrive, Yoosung went through a scenario.

You would probably turn around immediately as soon as you would see him.

He wasn’t just chubby, but also hurt.

The doors flew open and you quickly looked through the room.

As soon as you could, you ran towards Yoosung and hugged him tightly.

,,I was so worried!“ you began to hiccup.

Your soft hands stroked his chubby cheeks.

A smile was formed on your lips.

,,I love you so much...why are you so cute?“ you asked him, making him blush immediately at your words.

Suddenly all his worries disappeared and all that was left was love for you.

Jaehee

The whole time, she was so confident in everything.

Her work and her way of living.

But once she got to know you and quit her job to start something new, insecurities hit her.

While looking into the mirror, Jaehee realized that over the years she worked under Jumin Han she gained weight.

Her chubby cheeks were totally shiny.

Embarrassed, she tried to fit into her dress.

She wanted to ask you if you would like to move in with her and begin a new life as a coffee shop owner.

But now that everything was ready, she was a bit hesitant.

But as soon as she saw you personally, her heart couldn’t stop to flutter.

Even though she wanted to stop it, her lips formed a smile that was able to warm up everyone in the room.

,,I‘m happy to meet you, Jaehee! You look awesome!“ you giggled, holding her hands.

And before she could even react, her hand moved on its own and handed you a key.

Saeyoung

Both of you were in his car, driving to the mysterious place, ready to save Saeran.

The atmosphere between both of you was really good.

But it wasn’t always like that.

While driving, Saeyoung grabbed your hand and thought over the actions he had shown you.

The first five days went over well, but as soon as he moved in with you in Rika‘s apartment, everything began to crumble.

He didn’t want to be that mean and unfair to you, but his own insecurities about his body had to be hidden, or so he thought.

And the worst was that he stopped eating in order to lose weight.

This made you stop eating too.

,,My stupid insecurities about my chubby body didn’t just put me in danger, but also you…“ he suddenly confessed.

You chuckled and stroked the hand which was already in yours.

,,It’s okay. We can both change. We were both selfish to our bodies and didn’t pay enough attention to them. Let’s just make it better,“ you tried to encourage him.

He quickly looked over to you and smiled before he stopped the car and explained that this was the place, beginning an exciting journey for you.

Saeran

You sat in the room and observed the shy boy which made you come to this place.

How could a sweet, shy boy like him manage all this, you asked yourself.

Ray noticed you looking at him and blushed.

His red cheeks made him look even more adorable.

He mentioned something about catching air so you followed him.

You were sure by now that you were in a crazy place and even though you didn’t want to admit it, for you it wasn’t that bad as long as he was by your side.

Ray began to play nervously with his hands, rubbing his hands together.

Suddenly it turned out that both of you were kissing.

The warmth in Ray‘s heart was hard to explain.

Everytime, he managed to think that this was probably the feeling love and that he simply had to save you and bring you out of here in order to make sure that you weren’t in danger.

Jihyun

,,Is this a dream or reality…?“ Jihyun asked.

Although, no one responded.

Short flashbacks of the time spent together with you came into his mind.

Your worried eyes, your warm hands, his head on your lap, the warm sheets over his body, and your head resting on the bed, tired from the past days.

He was almost sure that the feelings he had towards you were feelings of love.

But then the flashbacks with Rika came back along with feelings of guilt and fear.

Jihyun continued to stay worried.

Who would have accepted a blind man?

A man who couldn’t achieve anything.

He wanted to put his mind to rest when you suddenly began to whisper.

,,You’re sleeping like an angel...I hope you can now rest easy because the feelings I have for you are feelings of love.

,,You need to be prepared tomorrow…“ you mumbled.

So, he was sleeping?

Once again, he changed his mind and realized that insecurities wouldn’t help him or his feelings for you.

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ubcs-dump · 4 years

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People will hate me for this but

I do NOT like some of the character designs in the RE3 Remake. Call me a nostalgic baby but I absolutely love most designs from the original RE3. I grew up with these characters. They hold an extremely special place in my heart, ESPECIALLY Mikhail. But before I lose myself and talk myself into a mess, let me just rate every chacter’s design to get a bit more of a structure into this (DISCLAMER, I WILL BE EXTREMELY HONEST WITH MY OPINION, AND I AM NOT SAYING YOU SUCK FOR LIKING THESE DESIGNS, I’M GLAD YOU CAN ENJOY IT BUT I JUST CAN’T):

JILL VALENTINE

So. I‘m actually okay with that design. I like the changes they did to her outfit, this makes a lot more sense than her running around like the zombie apocalypse caught her off guard while clubbing. Her face did change quite a bit and I am still not sure if I like it or not. Tl;dr I’m fine with the design in general.

CARLOS OLIVEIRA

Okay now THIS ONE. THIS ONE actually physically hurts me. While they at least tried to stick close to the original design with Jill, Carlos took a whole 180 turn. First of all, does Capcom even know what a 21 year old looks like? This dude looks like he is in his late 20s. But age aside, what have they done to his design in general? Nothing about him says “Carlos Oliveira” to me. He might as well be some random OC they picked out from the internet. Something I absolutely love about the original Carlos are his hair and his skin tone. He is a POC but I can’t see any of that in this design (ORC white-washed him too and I was furious about that as well). Speaking of which, why is Carlos a character that gets extremely redesigned in every single game? I showed this model to multiple people and when I said “This is Carlos Oliveira” they all thought I was joking. Tl;dr Not fond of this at all. I want my cute jokester Carlos back. And No, his “pre-order classic design” is not classic at all. He looks weird in that too. (Also what’s with the extreme redesign of the UBCS outfit?)

NIKOLAI ZINOVIEV

It’s interesting how while Carlos designs seem to get worse, Nikolai is either improved or stays pretty much the same. I absolutely loved his design in ORC. That scar and his constant down-looking gaze, not to mention that sexy voice (remember, this is my opinion only). I really really wished they would have used his ORC design and just changed it up a bit to fit the better graphics. In this he just looks like my dad but with grey hair and lighter skin. Also they didn’t bring back the “Mikhail and Nikolai were supposed to be brothers” thing which would have been awesome but this is Capcom and we can’t have nice things. Tl;dr It’s okay but could have been way better. (New UBCS design still sucks)

MIKHAIL VICTOR

*Deep inhale* *Deep exhale* Why? Why does he look like Bill from Left 4 Dead? I’m not joking, look at them side by side. They look like twins. This is the model that made me break down in tears, I am not joking. Mikhail has always been my favorite character, he had a much bigger impact on my life than you might think. He is not just the name giver for my pen name (Uby Victor) but he has been a sort of mascot for my DeviantArt and YouTube accounts as well. You could say the original Mikhail is my role model. And then I saw this and absolutely lost it. Nothing about this looks or sounds like Mikhail. In the original he was so wounded he couldn’t even talk properly from the pain, which made him even more badass when he actually managed to get up and fight back with all he got left. But here is just hanging around with surfer boy-Carlos and Jill like it’s nothing. Just sitting there, calmly talking about what happened. In the original he is supposed to be one of the reasons the characters wanted to hurry up and get out of town as much as possible, because he is on the verge of pretty much dying. I could probably rant for way longer than this because I am absolutely livid they changed him so extremely but I don’t want to write too much. Tl;dr I absolutely hate this model and will stick with the original because that is the character I love and look up to.

MURPHY SEEKER

You know, I am actually fine with this model. He looks almost exactly like how I imagined him look like. I’d probably give him a tuft of hair sticking out of the hat because his forehead looks massive. Plus change the outfit to the old UBCS gear, FOR ALL OF THEM! But other than that he looks cute. (Although why is it Jill who finds him? It had a much bigger impact when Carlos had to kill him because they were best friends and that helped develop Carlos as a character). Tl;dr I like it. I would want to be friends with him.

TYRELL PATRICK

I’m pretty indifferent about this. I admit that Tyrells old model was very offensive (what with the big lips and such). This model I don’t really mind but since we only see it in the dark, I can’t yet give a full opinion on it. At least they let him keep his glasses and did not white-wash him or anything. But still, that new UBCS ouftit, I do not like. Why are he and Carlos together though? Aren’t they supposed to be in totally different platoons (plus Tyrell is a monitor)? Tl;dr it’s okay I suppose but I can’t give my full opinion because I can barely see him.

BRAD VICKERS

Hmmmmmmmm. Brad, oh Brad, what am I supposed to say about you. He used to be my second favorite character and I remember writing fanfiction about him and my RE OC almost 10 years ago. They kept his original outfit, which I am very thankful for. He also seems to be more involved in the story and that is great imo. But something just seems off with his face. In the original he looked pale as if he was in a constant 24/7 panic attack (which suits his character and is pretty relateable I might add) but in here something just seems... off? I don’t know if it’s the shape of his face or the fact he seemed to have gained a bit of weight (which is NOT A BAD THING, don’t get me wrong!) but I don’t really know if I like it or not. Tl;dr I take it I guess.

NEMESIS

I gotta admit, when I saw that nose I started laughing out loud. It just looks goofy to me. And those teeth man. Nemmy, who’s your dentist at Umbrella? I guess it’s no surprised I prefer the original by a long shot. The old Nemesis on the box art was so scary to me as a kid, I had to hide it in the far far end of my family’s game shelve because I was too creeped out to even look at him with his sharp teeth, noseless face and dead but intimidating eye glaring at me. This new one is certainly creepy to some extent but the OG is way better in my opinion. Tl;dr not my thing. Also what’s with those pipes? Are they trying to fight the tentacle-lovers side of the internet and prevent them from using Nemesis any longer?

BONUS

Capcom, stop trying to modernize this game, especially in regards to the UBCS outfit and the weapons they carry. RE3 is supposed to take place in 1999. You don’t have to make it look like some futuristic zombie apocalypse to draw in people. That also goes for the cable car, oh sorry, SUBWAY as it is in this game. What’s wrong with the cable car? Yeah sure it’s pretty outdated by todays standpoint but, again RE3 TAKES PLACE IN 1999 when cable cars were common! Just making the original again but with much much better graphics and the new controls would have been enough already in my opinion.

Anyways, these are my opinions on the RE3 REMAKE so far. Thanks for reading and remember, these are my opinions. If you don’t agree with me, that’s totally fine!

Special thanks to @therealorigonalguppieniwa and @ubcsmercenary for pointing stuff out for me and discussing my opinions with me.

#Resident Evil #Resident evil 3 #Resident evil 3 remake #jill valentine #carlos oliveira #Nikolai zinoviev #Mikhail victor #Murphy seeker #tyrell patrick #brad vickers #nemesis #long post #ubyspeaks

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melaniedragon · 5 years

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Here’s some tips on making yourself feel a little bit more healthy.

1: Make sure to brush your teeth at least once a day. That minty freshness will make you feel nice.

2: Use deodorant or deodorant spray. I‘m a woman and I actually use Old Spice and it lasts for most of the day. ((Also ever since I started using old spice a bunch of cute girls at my college been saying I smell nice👌))

3: Drink some water. I’m a hardcore water drinker, about 6-8 cups a day. You don’t need to do that, even drinking water once or twice more than usual will make you feel some health improvements.

4: If you can, eat more meat and vegetables and less bread, pasta and potatoes with your meals. This helped me gain muscle and lose fat. I still enjoy breadsticks and fried potatoes once and a while, but I eat it s lot less now.

5: Healthy food is expensive, don’t feel bad for not affording it. Trust me, unhealthy food is better than no food. Just try your best to have three meals a day.

6: Skipping meals is really unhealthy. I used to skip meals and think it helped me lose weight but it didn’t. What happened was that I’d skip breakfast and lunch and end up eating a shit ton of food during dinner, causing me to gain more weight. Make sure to eat three full meals a day plus snacks! This will help you from overeating, I promise.

7: Enjoy things. Reward yourself for doing a good job. Being too strict on your diet is going to make it too difficult and you are more likely to give up. Once or twice a week, award yourself with candy or icecream! You deserve it.

8: Do some stretching to help with stiff muscles. There are plenty of videos and websites you can use to see some good stretching instructions.

9: Sleep makes you healthy. Try to at least get some sleep.

10: Watch movies that you like. You can do this alone even. If you’re sad or lonely I suggest cartoons, or comedy! Or something fun and action packed like some of the Marvel movies.

11: Do things that you like. Doing things that you like relaxes you, it helps take stress away. Like I draw and paint, it makes my day a little better.

12: Try to be more social! Text your friends, talk to someone. Do something, this will help you from being lonely. Trust me, texting your friends even will brighten up your day a little . If your friends are busy feel free to text me lmao

13: Sometimes you will have bad days, trust me. I have them too. Just remember that bad days come and go, things get better. If you really need help, please talk to a close friend or family member, don’t struggle alone.

#health #staying healthy #my advice

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alexiela73 · 6 years

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Hi! Requesting Caught by Moonlight pretty pretty please! :3

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Caught by Moonlight: Chapter 9

Jack’s POV

It had taken the three of you approximately twenty minutes to get out of the forest. Ironically, it was faster for immortals to get out of then it was to get through. Walking beside Gabriel Reyes hadn’t been easy, but Mercy‘s hand on his arm had steadied him and kept the wolf in him quiet.

The moment Jack had found Gabriel, the wolf in him had demanded to kill him, to rip him apart for endangering one of his pack. Yet with the scent of blood and monsters heavy in the air, Jack had needed to know where y/n were first and if she were safe.

Now though, the two of them would have to team up if they were to save her. Jack wasn’t sure why Gabriel seemed so determined to save her. The reason he had taken y/n was to get back at him, wasn’t it? So why was he so concerned for her safety?

Jack felt like he knew, but he wasn’t sure if he wanted to accept it. It was a lot easier to keep the thought out of both mind and heart. Then again, there were a lot of things that Jack had been lying to himself about for the last few decades, lies that always ended up with others hurt instead.

“Can you just chill?” Gabriel‘s voice cut through the heavy tension like a knife, and Jack stiffened. “I can smell your anger and worries. You’re getting me riled up, and if we‘re both out of control then y/n will die probably sooner then we can get to her.”

Gritting his teeth, Jack forced himself not to turn and hit the other werewolf. Of course, Gabriel was right but there was no way he wanted to admit such a thing. That hand squeezed on his arm and he looked down into Mercy’s soft blue eyes.

“It‘ll be okay,“ she said gently, before waving a hand in the air. Ahead of them, a bright light appeared-a portal. Now that the three of them were clear from the woods, it would be easy to travel to find the person they now needed.

Jack turned, crossing his arms as he faced Gabriel, glaring at the man. “And you‘re sure that this hunter, Jesse McCree, will help us?” he asked, eyes narrowing at the werewolf.

“Nope,“ Gabriel said, glancing over and curling his lips slightly. “But it’s the best chance we have. The more help we have, the better the chance of saving y/n.” With that, Gabriel ignored Jack and walked right into the light, disappearing into its soft glow.

Growling under his breath, Jack started to walk forward but the hand stopped him. Looking down at Mercy, he stared into her eyes before looking away, knowing the question.

“I‘d die for her, Angela,“ Jack said softly. “I promised her I would protect her.”

For a moment, Mercy looked away. “Sometimes you have to break your promises. I learned that the hard way, Jack,” she said softly, and she looked up at him again. “She isn‘t your soulmate, you know.”

There was a tightening in his chest, and the wolf in him was growing restless. It was true, that there had been no spark, no connection that immortals felt when they found their soulmate. If the two of you had been meant to be, Jack would have been hyperaware of Y/n, drawn to her in a matter he couldn’t control.

No, Jack knew who was and wasn’t his soul mate. But Jack had wanted a life of peace, a life like a human, and to protect those he loved from himself, he’d had to make sacrifices. When he’d left Mercy and his old pack, Jack had found himself in a little town.

Nothing but a hundred dollars to his name. And yet...she’d been kind. Y/n took him in, gave him a place to live. Her friendship had been easy, and the wolf had taken to her easily. It had taken to her just enough that Jack was sure that perhaps he could still have a somewhat normal life. He loved her, he really did. But...Jack didn’t love y/n as much as he should, in the way she deserved.

It was a love that was full of gratitude and friendship. She were his to protect, and the alpha in him knew that he needed to go to any lengths necessary to protect what was his, to protect the woman who’d given him a chance.

That was enough reason to die for her if need be, Jack decided. Y/n were innocent, pulled into a mess that was his. And whether or not his wolf agreed, Jack considered you his mate. Mates didn't always have to be in love, but he was damned determined to love her to the best of his ability.

Seeing Mercy had stirred the pot though, a necessity if he was to find y/n. The only problem was that the longer he stayed near her, the more he could only think of her. The more he wanted to touch and hold her the way he used to.

Jesus, what was becoming of his life.

“I know, Angela,“ Jack said quietly. “I‘ve made a lot of mistakes. I‘ve hurt a lot of people, especially you. But I promised to protect her....and I promised myself I’d give her the life she deserves. I’m sorry.” He couldn‘t even look at her as he said that, knowing that in his heart, he’d always belong to Mercy.

After a moment, Angela looked away from him. She’d given up a long time ago at the idea of him coming back, but seeing him, being here with him still hurt her as it had the day he left. And so did the fact that he had called her...in the hopes of saving another woman.

“We should hurry, before Gabriel gets in trouble,” Angela said softly, before stepping into the portal and disappearing. Disappearing, like he had so long ago.

Shaking his head, Jack hated himself more then words could express. Stepping into the portal, he followed after them and felt a tingle go through his body as he was moved through time and space. One moment there was lush forest...and the next moment...

Roars filled his ears, the yelling of a hundred voices and Jack blinked when he looked around. The place was like a small, very small stadium. There were probably about a hundred or less people there in the stands, sitting and staring into the small arena. None of them were human, that was for sure.

A foot ahead of him was Angela, who winced and stepped closer to Gabriel, who stood there with his arms crossed as his eyes scanned the crowd. The wolf snarled instantly in him when she moved close to him, and Jack struggled to keep him leashed. How quickly he reacted when Mercy was near Gabe, compared to when y/n was.

“So where is he?“ Jack yelled over the noise, and a few heads turned his way. Everyone here seemed to have heightened senses, and obviously this level of noise wasn’t comfortable for anyone.

“He won‘t be in the crowd,“ Angela said, voice low but still heard by his sensitive ears. Gabriel cocked his head slightly, showing he was listening too. “He‘s...there.“ Angela pointed.

A door opened in the arena, and out walked a tall man with a dark brown mop of hair. Muscles glistened with sweat and bruises, and the man wore only a loose pair of sweat pants that clung to fine hip bones. There was one metal arm, and it lifted to take out the cigar from his mouth as his eyes seemed to scan over the crowd.

Gabriel raised an eyebrow, but Jack frowned. “That's Jesse McCree?” Jack said, and watched as another door opened.

Out walked a 7 ft 2 monster of a beast, with the main form of a man...except he was red. Horns protruded from his head, and his face was more like that of a bulls, with glinting gold eyes. His feet were cloven hooves that dug into the ground, and his hands were balled into fists.

Despite the fact that this red monster was much, much larger and looked like he could easily outdo the small man before him, something about McCree’s confidence told Jack that this fight wasn‘t all it appeared.

A lot of people were booing McCree, probably because he was a hunter who did not fight only vampires but stopped any and all creatures acting out of turn in the human world. The man looked like a brawler, and Jack could guess he was from the southwest.

A hush fell over the crowd suddenly, and Jack frowned as the two faced each other, exactly twenty feet apart. Even from here, Jack knew everyone could hear him. “This is your chance, buttercup, to turn that ugly hide of yours around and save yourself from a thorough ass beating,” Jesse said, taking a puff of his cigar before blowing the smoke from between his lips. The accent was thick, and the man looked utterly unconcerned.

The beast obviously didn’t believe him, though seemed offended by his words and screamed a shrill noise that almost drove Jack deaf. After a moment, it pawed the ground before running at him. With its heavy weight and gaining momentum, Jack could see its course couldn’t be changed easily.

Obviously Jesse did too, as he simply sidestepped the beast. Dropping the butt of the cigar and snubbing it out, he turned and cracked his knuckles. “I‘m a bit hungry. Lets make this quick, aye?” he said, as the monster launched itself at him once more.

Jesse suddenly crouched, just when it got three feet from him. It couldn’t change its movement, but that didn‘t matter. Jesse‘s metal fist came up, right into its throat, and to everyone’s shock the huge hulking red beast was thrown back far. Whatever momentum the monster had had, seemed to be stopped by the sheer strength of Jesse’s punch. It flew back, hitting a wall hard and the wall cracked around it.

Gabriel let out a low whistle, and Jack glanced over. “This is why we‘re getting him on our team,” Gabriel said, glancing over at him with amusement, the hatred gone for a moment. Jack almost smiled in return...

And then he seemed to realize who he was talking to, and Gabriel quickly faced the stadium. Jack watched him, before glancing at Angela, who seemed mesmerized by the scene in the arena.

Looking back at the arena, Jack felt a spark of hope that he hadn’t felt in a long, long time. Not just for Y/n, but for himself too.

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