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Young Love and Old Money (Cassian x Female! Reader) Part 6
Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 7, Part 8
AN: Y'all I love Eris so much I hate making him a villian here. Someone comment some Eris fic ideas so I can write something good about him.
Summary: She was the most beautiful woman in Prythian, sister to the High Lord of Night, and now she is the soon-to-be wife of Eris Vanserra. Despite her many titles and her aura of unattainability, Cassian can't help but fall deeply in love with the princess of the Night Court. But will it be enough to stop her impending wedding to a man who is sure to destroy her from the inside out?
Warnings: Sexisim, heavier SA in this one, Smut
Word Count: 7,094
I woke up the next morning to warm, strapping arms wrapped around my bare skin. The velvet stone of Cassian’s bare chest pressed against my back. The sheets were so disheveled from last night's escapades that they barely covered our bare bodies. I felt a soft kiss being pressed to my cheek and I turned to find Cassian beaming down at me.
After admitting our feelings for one another, we spent the rest of the night wrapped up in each other's arms just enjoying each other's warmth. I didn’t mind the comfortable silence. I had been waiting to fall asleep on the general's broad chest. I intended to savor every moment.
I still couldn’t believe the events of last night. How his hands felt roaming my body. The fire his lips left on my skin. The feeling of him inside of me. Everything about him was addicting, and I found myself wondering when it would be appropriate to ask for him to touch me again.
“Good morning beautiful,” Cassian smiled down at me pressing a kiss to my forehead.
“Good morning general,” I smiled back brushing a lock of dark hair out of his face.
The second Cassian and I finished last night he looked at me differently. Like I was his whole world. Not that he hadn’t always looked at me that way, but this time it was different. As if finally having me made him a changed person.
“Are you feeling okay?” he asked, his eyes raking my body looking for any sign of injury.
“A little sore,” I admitted shifting my legs between the thin sheet. “But nothing I can’t handle.”
“It won’t be like that next time,” he assures me, pressing another kiss to my forehead like he can’t help it.
“Oh, there will be a next time?” I smirk and Cassian rolls his eyes.
“I’ll have you for as long as you let me princess,” he beams. “I wasn’t lying last night. I really do love you with all that I am. I never want to be parted from you.” His eyes shone with such love as he reiterated every word.
While I didn’t doubt his love, it was comforting to hear again in the light of day when the effects of too much wine had worn off too.
“I love you too Cassian,” I smile pecking his lips as I feel his arms hold me closer. My stomach gurgles, telling me it’s time for sustenance.
“I think your stomach likes me too,” Cassian laughs, pressing a hand to my abdomen.
“Well you were touching it last night,” I mused, pressing a kiss to his lips earning a growl from him. He pressed me further into the mattress and the feeling of his bare body on mine was enough to make the blood flowing through me heat up. “Cass, wait I have to pee,” I giggle, pushing him away.
“And you have to eat,” he laughs, rolling off me. “Go ahead, the bathrooms over there. We can get breakfast when you’re done.”
I stand and become acutely aware of how naked I am. I search the floor for something, anything to cover me up, and find Cassian's shirt lying on the floor. I quickly throw it over my head, aware of how his burning gaze watches my every move.
“Fuckkkk,” I hear Cassian groan behind me.
I turn to find him face down on his pillow, wings splayed.
“What?” I laugh making my way towards the bathroom.
“You’re wearing my shirt and it’s turning me on. That’s what.” he groans into the pillow.
“Well then maybe you can help me take it off when I get out,” I smile before closing the door.
Cassian’s bathroom was surprisingly neat. For a male who was always on the go, it surprised me. My eyes looked at the enormous bath, one clearly made to accommodate his wings. On the edge lay a bar of soap, clearly what that cedar smell was coming from. His scent was strongest in here. I did my business and washed my hands in the intricate sink that was much like mine.
I surveyed myself in the mirror. My hair was a mess and my lips looked like they had been kissed thoroughly, which they had. I thought about the night, from how it ended going back to how it started.
Eris.
The ring.
My blood ran cold as the once joyous look in my eyes faded. I was an engaged woman who had just had sex with another man. Cauldron save me. But Cassian wasn’t “a man” he was everything. I loved him with everything I was. I had loved him for so long now.
As I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror I couldn’t help but think of my people. The children in the street I saw the day Rhys told me Eris wanted to marry me. The sour taste of guilt filled my mouth. I had chosen Cassian over saving my people, over saving my brother. Oh gods what have I done?
The guilt came first, but the reasoning came second. I had to find a way I could have it all. Autumn Court armies to save my people and Cassian to save me. There had to be a way. I just wasn’t sure of how. I only knew what had to be done now.
I exited the bathroom no doubt looking more somber than I did when I entered it. My eyes were fixated on a certain black dress at the edge of his large bed. I felt Cassian’s eyes follow me all the way to the dress as I picked it up and fished the gaudy ring out of the pocket.
“What is that?” he asked, scooching up the bed curiously.
“It’s my engagement ring,” I deadpanned, slipping the ring on my finger once more. My eyes turned to Cassian who had thankfully put on pants while I was in the other room, not that his muscled chest wasn’t distraction enough.
“Are you going to give it back?” he asked and I could hear the layers of uncertainty in his tone, It nearly broke my heart in two.
“Not yet.” I sigh, inspecting the ring on my finger. “For now we will have to go on acting like nothing is happening. I can’t tell Eris yet. I need to find a way to get more armies for our court.”
Cassian stands and I can feel his tension radiating throughout the room, the presence of a general making itself known.
“You know that Eris won’t just give us armies without something in return,” he says, his tone trying not to waver.
“You’re right, but that doesn’t mean I can’t change the contract,” I say turning to him. “All he seems to want is a son. Maybe if I can give him one he will let me go and we can-”
“No, absolutely not,” Cassian’s rough voice cuts me off. “I won’t let you pay for armies with your body. Not when the troops I’ve trained are ten times better fighters than the Autumn Court armies,” he argues, coming to stand in front of me.
He takes his hands in mine, thumbs brushing across the band on my left hand. He’s practically begging me to look at him but I can’t face the embarrassment I feel. Not when he’s so honorable.
“I don’t doubt your abilities Cass, but it’s about numbers right now. Hybern has more bodies than we do. We need more soldiers.” I say quietly.
I know that I’m right, but pushing Cassian away feels like the most wrong thing I could ever do, and I can’t decide which feeling should prevail.
“I would rather die than watch you carry Eris’ son,” he says shortly like the words themselves are cutting his mouth.
My eyes finally meet his, and in that deep hazel lies a worry by the likes of which I’ve never seen. “Do you love me, Cass?” I ask, trying not to tear up.
“You know that I do,” he assures me, moving a hair out of my face.
“Then I need you to trust me. I need you to understand that the safety of my court matters to me. I love you Cassian and I want to be with you always. I’ve denied myself of you for so long that I know I can’t stay away from you now. But just like it’s Rhys’ job to be High Lord it’s my job to be a Princess.” I start watching his eyes soften already. “Give me time to figure this out. I’m going to find a way that I can have you and have my court safe. I just need you to give me time and I need you to believe in me.”
Cassian’s eyes soften and his hands move from my own to my back, pulling me into a hug. I can’t help but wrap my arms around him as well, remembering a time when it was all I wanted.
“I understand, and I trust you y/n,” he says into my hair and I feel my body relax. “I only have one condition.”
“Anything Cass,” I say into his chest.
“That we continue this courtship in secret,” he states. “I know it’s a lot to ask but I don’t think I can stay away from you y/n.”
I can’t help but smile at his words. “Of course Cass. I had no intention of being without you,” I say now staring up at him. “Besides, it might be fun to have a secret relationship,” I smirk, leaning in for a kiss.
Our kiss was halted by commotion erupting from down the hall.
“WHAT THE FUCK!” Azriel’s voice boomed from the living area down the hall.
I pulled away from the kiss and Cassian and I’s eyes met with a confused glance, both our brows furrowed. My mind races through the night's events trying to figure out what could’ve made Azriel so upset. Then it dawned on me.
“The puppy!” Cassian and I both exclaimed in unison.
I pushed myself off Cassian making a beeline for the door. My bare feet padded down the carpeted hall toward where I left the little pup. Curse Cassian and his glorious body and his delightful cock for making me forget about the little furball I left sleeping by the fire.
I turn the corner to find Azriel holding the pup in one arm as he inspects the whiskey glass I broke when Cassian had me on the counter. Azriel’s jaw drops and I look down to realize that I’m still in Cassian’s shirt. As if in queue the general himself rounds the corner half-naked. My eyes flitted to Azriel’s other hand which had a chewed-up boot grasped in it.
“Oh, Az I’m so sorry,” I say, padding over to pluck the pup from his arm. She greeted me happily, licking my face as she had done a thousand times before.
Azriel inhaled sharply and twisted his face, “I love y/n, but you reek of Cassian.” he cringed.
“Hey!” Cassian protested from the other side of the room.
“We are the worst secret keepers in the world,” I laugh, turning to Cass with the puppy in my arms.
“Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me,” Azriel laughs. “But I need to know why there’s a puppy here.”
“Cassian got drunk and stole it from Eris for me,” I laughed, placing a kiss on the puppy's head.
“Well if you need to find her a home I know someone,” Azriel said, stepping closer to brush a large hand over the pup's face.
“Really?” I asked Cassian who was watching his brother expectantly.
“Yeah, I just came from Windhaven. There’s a little girl there who just lost her mother. I think she might need a new friend,” Azriel smiled at me, petting the pup again.
I looked at Cassian, my eyes already pricking with tears at the thought of giving a little girl some hope. He just gazed at me like I put the stars in the sky, or wrote one of those damned war books he loved so much. I’m not sure what changed last night for him, but I would never protest the way he looked at me now.
“You want to go to Windhaven little girl?” I asked the puppy, and all I got in response was another big lick.
Cassian's pov:
“I can’t believe you finally did it man!” Azriel cheered enthusiastically, clapping me on the back.
We had just given the little girl her new friend and were now inspecting the camp. I wished I had Rhys’ ability to show people things mind to mind, Y/n would’ve loved the sight of that little girl seeing the puppy for the first time. Her eyes lit up and I could tell that she hadn’t felt true happiness for quite some time. She said she was going to name the puppy Mira and then proceeded to talk Az and I’s ear off about how they were going to everything on earth together. Y/n would’ve loved to see the puppy find a happy ending, but I didn’t want her anywhere near this camp.
“Yeah I guess I did,” I shrugged.
I knew that I should be more enthusiastic about finally being able to be with y/n, hell I should be in a temple on my hands and knees thanking the cauldron that she's my mate. But there was a lingering fear and sadness that I would still lose her to Eris despite it all.
“Why don’t you sound excited about this? This is the girl you’ve been pining over for years and now she’s your girlfriend,” Az pushed my shoulder trying to snap me out of my funk.
“She’s not just my girlfriend Az,” I admitted, kicking a stray rock out of my path.
“Wait what,” Az said, footsteps coming to a halt on the gravel path. “She’s your-”
“Mate,” I cut him off. “Y/n is my mate,” I say and I can’t help but smile at finally getting to say the words out loud.
In an instant Azriel’s arms were thrown around me nearly tackling me to the ground, “Cass I’m so fucking happy for you. You both must be so happy,” he cheers and I feel the sadness creeping in again.
“She doesn’t know yet,” I tell him, stepping away from his embrace.
“What do you mean she doesn’t know?” Azriel says furrowing his eyebrows.
“The bond snapped for me and not her,” I say sitting down on a log. “I was going to tell her, but she is still dead set on getting us those armies from Eris and she was so passionate about saving her people I couldn’t bring myself to complicate things for her. She’s going to try to negotiate with Eris so we can be together and still have the Autumn Court’s alliance. But, she needs time to think of a plan, that’s why we can’t tell a soul about us, not even Rhys. I’m worried I’m going to lose her Az.”
Azriel sits down on the log next to me and places a comforting hand on my shoulder, “Trust her Cass, she’s a princess she knows what she’s doing,” he assures me.
“I just don’t understand why she won’t just call off the engagement!” I sigh, running a hand through my hair.
“She bears a burden we will never fully understand. So does Rhys. All we can do is be here for both of them and show them support,” Az says, turning his gaze to the valley below us.
My head hears his words and understands them. I know why this matters to y/n and I know that no matter what I say we really do need more soldiers. However, it doesn’t stop my heart from lurching just thinking about how Eris will treat her while she figures out her plan. Gods this is so wrong…
Wrong
Wrong
Wrong
Wrong
y/n's pov:
I had never worn red in my life.
Night court black was always my color of choice and at times I would branch out to blues or darker shades of violet but never red. Yet here I found myself, clad in a burgundy dress.
Apparently becoming Eris' fiance came with certain aesthetic changes that were out of my control. Yesterday a whole trove of dresses in varying reds and oranges and even a few gold ones were sent to the house. Some were labeled for certain events, like the upcoming engagement party that was occurring at the end of the week. Others weren’t labeled for anything, like the one I wore now. Nevertheless, I hated every single one of them.
“Any particular reason why you’re wearing red today?” Cassian smirked from where he stood in the foyer, his chest puffing up with male pride as his siphons seemed to glow.
I realized that he thought I had chosen red to match his siphons. My cheeks flushed at the comment as I peered down at the gossamer fabric. Red wasn’t just the Autumn Court’s color, it was Cassian’s color, and suddenly I didn’t mind the change so much.
“Unfortunately no,” I sigh, taking his hands in mine. “Eris sent a bunch of these over, it seems I’m already expected to assimilate into the Autumn Court culture.”
Cassian smiles at me putting his hands on my waist, “Well you look lovely in my color darling,” he says nuzzling my neck and I’m immediately put at ease.
I tilt my head up to place a loving kiss on his lips, relishing the feeling of him moving against me, his hands gripping my waist tighter. It was likely the last kiss we would have today. I pulled away to admire that beautiful face.
“Now remember we have to act like nothing is going on between us,” I remind him. “That means if Eris touches me in a less than polite way you can’t intervene or you’ll blow the whole operation.”
“May I imagine all the ways I wish I could intervene if he does?” Cassian smirks, pressing a kiss to my forehead and holding me close.
“Only if you tell me about them when we get home,” I laughed into his chest.
“Done deal princess,” he chuckles, letting me go.
I check to see that my engagement ring is on and the glamour to hide my scent from Eris is up before Cassian scoops me up and launches us into the sky.
As we fly over the mountains and valleys I can’t help but let my mind drift to my current running plan. I figured the best course of action would be to make Eris realize how poorly matched we are. He might want to be the “first” to bed me, but after that, he’s still married to me and he certainly wouldn’t want to spend the rest of his life with me. Not when I hated him. If I could scare him with the permanence of marriage maybe he would back out altogether. Then we could try and renegotiate for some of his armies.
We land firmly on Autumn Court soil and like always Eris is there to greet me within moments. I let my hand rest on Cassian's shoulder for as long as I possibly can and the second I have to reach for Eris I already find myself missing the warmth of him.
“You’re a vision in Autumn Court red my pet,” Eris muses, pressing a kiss to my lips.
“I was surprised you sent me so many,” I say, looping my arm in his and letting him lead me through the castle.
“Well now that you’re officially mine it was time to start decorating you,” he smirked, glancing down to the ring on my left hand.
It took everything in me not to roll my eyes at the comment. “Well they certainly are beautiful,” I say shortly trying to not let my disdain show.
“You’ll have many more after we are married of course,” he replies.
My stomach lurches at the thought of the wedding taking place in just a couple weeks. Dear gods, I hoped this ramshackle plan of mine worked. I wanted to bring up the idea of marriage now but my thoughts were cut off as we rounded the corner to find a large banquet hall full of large three-tier cakes. Four or five servants rushed about fixing each cake and setting up the plates and forks. As we approached the table I ran my hand along the thick tablecloth admiring the details on each white frosted cake.
“You sure are hungry,” I joked with Eris glancing behind me to see Cassian standing in the doorway with his arms folded across his chest.
Eris let out a chuckle, “I can assure you it’s not the cakes I’m hungry for my pet,” he says low into my ear, his proximity suddenly way too close for comfort.
“We have a grand selection of cakes for you to choose from,” interjected one of the servants who was helping set it up. I had never been so thankful for an interruption. “The one before you is red velvet with a white chocolate buttercream.”
If I had to deal with Eris today at least I would get to do it with cake. I grabbed the pre-sliced cake before me and went to take a bite. I hated to admit it, but it was incredible. The sugary, spongy cake melted in my mouth and the sweet frosting made for the perfect companion.
“What do you think little flame?” Eris asked, finishing a bite of his own.
“It’s incredible,” I nearly moaned, trying not to talk as I savored my second bite.
“If you like that one you might like the chocolate raspberry with the same frosting,” she said, handing us each a plate of another cake.
Once again the dessert melted in my mouth, somehow even better than the one before it. The servant left us to bring out more flavors while we spent the next few minutes comparing cakes. Eris was being uncharacteristically normal and I started to wonder if he had regretted his behavior at the ball. If he had he didn’t acknowledge it.
We approached the last cake on the long banquet table and I couldn’t help but notice the intricate designs piped onto each tier. Large white leaves cascaded down each level like fresh ivy. If I didn’t know it was frosting, I would’ve thought it was hand-carved marble.
Suddenly Eris’ presence behind me was more than stifling as I felt the heat radiate from his body. He reached an arm around me to wipe a finger through the intricate design of the pastry. He stood next to me and almost as if on instinct my eyes fixated on his. His once amber eyes were a darker color than usual and I knew it wasn’t because of the lighting.
“Open,” he instructed, holding his finger close to my lips.
My mind told me to fight, scream, kick, and run into Cassian’s arms. I could sense the general's burning stare to my far right. But as if I was puppeteered, opened my mouth and closed it around Eris’ finger. The flavor of sour lemon coated my tongue, how fitting. He pulled the finger out with a pop, his eyes darkening at the sight of the leftover frosting on my lips.
“Good pet,” he smirked before taking my hand and wiping one of my fingers through the frosting so he could do the same to me. His mouth wrapping around my digit had me ripping my hand from his grasp in panic.
“Eris I want to talk about the wedding,” I said foolishly, acting on pure emotion.
“What about it little flame?” He asked, resting his hands on my waist.
I took a second to ground myself, taking a deep breath to keep myself from lashing out and acting like a fool. If I wanted this to work I had to be dignified and collected. I had to make sense.
“I just want us to really think about it,” I start as he nuzzles my neck. “I mean marriage is forever.”
“It better be,” Eris says, pressing a kiss to my temple, his hands wandering up and down my waist possessively.
“Forever's a long time, I’m just not sure-”
“Are you saying you don’t love me?” Eris cuts me off stepping back to look at my face.
I scan his face, trying to decide if I should tell him the truth. This conversation was not going the way I wanted.
“You know that I don’t,” I say calmly hoping he’ll see reason.
Eris’ eyes darken again the silence so heavy between us the only thing that can be heard is the clattering of plates and forks that the servants are cleaning up. I look for a hint of anger within those auburn eyes but all I find is a simmering calm. One that doesn’t ease my nerves.
“Leave us, all of you,” Eris orders the waitstaff. The sound of hurried steps echoes about the room as Eris keeps his eyes on me. “That means you too filth,” he turns his head to Cassian.
I turn to meet his eyes as he scans me for any sign of panic. But I just nod at him to follow Eris’ orders. I don’t know what comes next, but I do know that if Eris finds out even the smallest information about us Cassian’s life will be forfeit.
Cassian nods back before stepping outside the double oak doors and shutting them.
The air in the room thickens and I swear the candles lighting the chandelier above us start to dim like all the life had been sucked out of the room. Eris stepped closer to me and I felt my backside hit the edge of the table as he loomed over me.
“Let me make one thing perfectly clear, pet,” he grated. “The second I slipped that ring on your finger you became mine. My property. Mine to own. If you don’t love me now I will make you love me if only to have that much more control over you.” he said, slipping a finger under my chin to force my gaze upon him.
“I could never-”
His hands slipped under me, placing me on the banquet table, “I would be careful what you say little flame,” he growled, hiking my skirts up so he could run a hand over my thigh.
“Eris you can’t fuck me we aren’t married yet,” I gritted as he started leaving open mouth kisses on my neck.
“Who said anything about fucking you?” he sneered in my ear hand moving up the inside of my thigh to cup my sex. “I just want to play with my new toy.”
I was petrified. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t even think as his hand slid into my panties and up my folds. A low groan rumbled from his chest. This time I didn’t stop the tears as they fell silently down my face.
Cassian's pov:
I had been in battle before. I had seen friends and fellow soldiers die right next to me and whenever it happened I was filled with an insatiable rage that had me killing everything within a 10-foot radius.
Nothing compared to the fury I felt now.
He’s touching your mate.
He’s touching your mate.
He’s touching your mate.
It was like my biological makeup was forcing me to tear the doors from their limbs and rip Eris to shreds. I could feel everything. Her ice-cold fear mixed with moments of pleasure that I knew were beyond her control.
The sound of shattered glass on the marble floor reverberated from the other side of the door…
I swear my blood started boiling beneath my skin as I felt every emotion she was going through. The only thing keeping me in check was the knowledge that if I betrayed her trust, I would never regain it. That thought made me equally sick so I chanted the only thing I could think of in my mind.
Hold on baby
Hold on baby
Hold on baby
y/n's pov:
The bathwater was scalding hot. Just like I had instructed the house to make it.
When it was time to go Cassian had asked me if I wanted to talk about it but I just couldn’t face it. I couldn’t admit to him what had happened. I just felt so dirty, and if I was even going to speak to him I had to feel clean again. This is how I found myself flying home with him in silence before making a beeline to the bathroom to jump in a boiling hot bath.
Well, his bathroom to be exact. For some reason being in an abnormally large tub felt more comforting at the moment. As I at in the middle of the pool-sized tub I started to feel Eris’ hands being washed off me.
The experience was horrible.
While he fingered me he allowed his hands and his mouth to run over every square inch of my body. My neck, my legs, my waist, the swell of my breasts. The only saving grace I had was that he didn’t take my dress off, but what comfort was that really?
The worst part of it all was that I came for him. Something I wanted to reserve for Cassian and Cassian alone. The look on my face when I came undone, the sounds I made, all of those belonged to Cass. Yet, Eris had now borne witness to it, and I wondered if my general would still want me.
A light knock sounded at the door. One I declined to answer.
The door creaked open and from the side of my eye, I could see a tall figure in the doorway. His hair was swept up in a bundle at the base of his neck, red siphons glowing.
“Hey, are you okay?” Cassian asked quietly, like if he spoke too loud I might shatter into a million pieces.
“Not really,” I deadpanned, still unable to meet his gaze.
I felt him kneel down beside the edge of the bath and in that moment I knew that he was aware of what transpired behind those closed doors and it took everything in me to not spill my guts.
“Why my bath?” he asked, sensing I didn’t want to talk about it.
The subject change had me turn my eyes to him. Swirling around in that shade of hazel that made my stomach flip was all the sadness in the world and I cursed myself for being the reason that was so. Gods, I was a fucking monster no matter what I did. If I left Eris to be with Cassian I would bear the blood of thousands and if I stayed with Eris then I would watch the love of my life and the most honorable man I know be torn to shreds.
“It’s bigger,” I shrug lifting my hand from the water to place it on his forearm that rests on the edge of the tub.
He glances down to where our skin meets and I see his eyes go wide at the angry red color of my arm.
“Y/n the water is too hot you’re burning yourself,” he fussed, placing a cool hand over the irritated skin. His eyes were glassy with worry and it drove a stake through my heart.
“I don’t care,” I uttered. “I need the feeling of his hands all over me washed off.”
“Then let me help you,” he says softly, grabbing a washcloth beside him and the bar of soap. “This is all I have,” he holds up the cedar-scented soap. “Do you want me to go to your room to get you something better?”
“No, that’s fine,” I nod to him.
He lathers the soap in his hands and rubs down my shoulders, his strong fingers rubbing the tension from my muscles. The familiar smell of cedar surrounds me and I take a deep breath to bring the familiar smell deeper into my lungs.
Cassian takes his time washing every inch of me, all the while his eyes looking for marks that Eris might’ve left of me. Like if he saw even the faintest bruise he would fly back and put his head on a pike. Cassian touches me like I’m made of glass and could shatter at every moment. Even while washing the most intimate parts of me he never made it feel sensual, it was just care, and love.
He used the small bowl at the side of the tub to rinse the soap out of my hair, finally cleansing me of Eris at last.
“Better?” he asked, his voice less timid than last time. My body had loosened up, signaling I was coming back to myself.
“Much better,” I smiled at him. “But I would be astronomically better if you were in here with me.”
“Can’t say no to that,” he smirked, rising from his knees to tug his clothes off.
I couldn’t help but stare as he meticulously de-robed himself. Every gracefully carved muscle, every scar, the way that he moved. It was all so captivating. I had seen him bare before, but that was in a heat of lust. Seeing him like this? He was a work of art and I desperately wished I was an artist so I could paint him.
He slipped into the tub behind me, arms instinctively wrapping around me to cradle me to his chest. On instinct, I flinched. Not because I thought Cassian would ever hurt me, but because I felt like I still carried the weight of what Eris had done to me.
“You don’t have to feel guilty about what happened, you know?” Cassian said as if sensing my feelings. “You were a victim y/n. If I had been given permission I would’ve torn him limb from limb for touching you like that.”
My body relaxed against his words but it didn’t stop the thought that plagued my mind, “he made me cum Cass.” I whispered.
“That was your body’s natural reaction. You can’t control that,” he assures me, holding me even tighter.
A beat of silence passes and I can’t help but remember the feeling of coming undone for Eris.
Wrong.
Wrong.
Wrong.
It felt so wrong when it happened. I had never been more ashamed in my life. I had promised that all of me belonged to Cassian and yet my own body betrayed me. I knew Cassian was right, it was just my body reacting, but it still happened and it raised one question…Did Cass still love me knowing that I had been defiled by another man?
I knew it was pathetic to ask. I felt like an idiot even bringing it up. But I wouldn’t know peace until I heard his answer.
“Do you still love me?” I said quietly, like if I said the words too loud they would turn around and bite at me.
“Gods y/n of course I still love you. Sometimes I love you so much I can’t breathe, it’s like the words get caught in my throat and they suffocate me,” he says burying his head into the crook of my neck.
I turn in his grasp to face him, water splashing around and spilling onto the tile floor. He looks so vulnerable like this, and it only makes me love him more. The fact that my mighty general would be this vulnerable for me, and only for me.
“Eris might take, and take, and take from me until I can figure this out,” I say, my wet hand caressing his cheek. “But all the while, I want you to know that every square inch of me belongs to you, Cassian. When my body leaves this world, my soul will stay with you, for to separate the two would be sacrilege.”
“Y/n,” he breathes softly before pressing his lips to mine.
The feeling of his skin against mine is enough to cloud my head. The love is so strong, so real, the realest thing I’ve ever known. The kind of love that inspires books and sonnets. The kind of love that weaves its way into mythology forever recited by drunken men in taverns.
I feel his arousal grow beneath me and my body goes weak at the knowledge that it happened just kissing me.
“Fuck,” he hissed pulling away to peer down. “I’m so sorry y/n, I know you don’t want to given all that you went through-”
I cut him off by pressing my lips to his, earning a low groan from deep in his chest. Maybe he’s right and I shouldn’t want this right now. But I do. I want him, I want all of him and I wonder if I’ll ever be truly sated.
My hand ghosts over his chest, past his abs, and towards his cock. I pull my mouth from him to watch his face as I hardness beneath my fingers. In one swift motion, I line myself up and sink down onto him.
“Oh fuck,” he moans, his eyes blown wide as he grips my hips sliding me up and down his length.
“Cassian,” I whisper long and low feeling every solid inch of him fucking into me.
His hands roamed my water-slick skin, making it easy for him to touch every inch of me. I would never get tired of this, of feeling so full. Of feeling completely and utterly one with him. I slammed my hips down on his, not caring about the massive amounts of water splashing over the edges. My hands roamed all over his body, loving the feel of every muscle beneath my fingers.
“It’s like you were fucking made for me,” Cassian groans moving a wet hair from my face so he can press his forehead to mine.
I place my hands on his abs to help move myself up and down his cock. My fingers secretly commit every single muscle to memory and I swear one day I’ll get myself off on his abs alone. My eyes open just enough to watch his face contorted in pleasure. His eyebrows furrow as if he’s trying to keep himself from losing control.
I slow my movements, unable to keep the pace I set. His hands fly back to my hips holding them in place and suddenly he’s fucking himself into me at a rate that has my body going limp. The only thing keeping me up? My hands braced on his pecs.
“Oh gods Cassian!” I cry, my voice broken up as he hits me so deeply I never thought possible.
“Cum for me y/n,” he grits out and it’s enough to have me seeing stars.
“Ahhhh Cass!” I cry, cumming all over his cock eyes brimming with tears from the sheer pleasure.
He struggles to thrust back into me from the way my orgasm constricts around him. But I feel his thrusts start to falter as his head falls back on the edge of the tub. He cums in me with a groan so deep and primal I swear I could fuck him again if my legs weren’t so tired.
I let my upper body fall onto his chest, and the sound of bathwater spilling reverberates around the room. I try to catch my breath as I think of how badly I already need him again. Even in a way that’s not sexual. I just need him near me, need his skin on mine, and for the life of me I can’t explain why. Was sex always like this? Is this why my parents kept me so sheltered? Because if I knew it would be like this I would never be able to stop?
“Is it always like this?” I panted trying to regain my strength as I slumped onto his chest. “Was it like this with your other partners?”
“Gods no, you’re my-” he pauses as if he’s thinking of the right thing to say. “You’re the love of my life. It’s not like this with anyone else.”
“I don’t think I’ll ever stop needing you Cass,” I say, pressing my lips to his chest already craving the feel of him.
“I feel the same y/n, I feel the same,” he says, kissing my brow.
“Take me to bed?” I ask quietly.
“Of course baby,” he chuckles, standing out of the tub and taking me with him.
I had been sleeping with Cassian for the past three nights after the ball. At first, I tried to sleep in my own bed, ignoring how badly I wanted him to hold me. I didn’t last long, as an hour in I found myself tiptoeing to his bedroom down the hall to crawl under his sheets. Before I could even lift a hand to knock he ripped the door open. Apparently, we both had the same idea. So he swooped me into his arms and tucked us both into bed.
After that, neither of us even tried to pretend we didn’t want to fall asleep next to one another.
Cassian dried me off with a fluffy towel, still careful as ever with every touch. After drying himself off he carried me to his bed where we snuggled down beneath the sheets just like we had that first night.
I took a deep breath, running my fingertips up and down his arms as he spooned me from behind, his breath hot on my neck. As if in response he took a deep breath in, as if to savor me.
“I can’t tell if I love how you smell like me or if I miss how you always smell like jasmine and amber.” he smiled into the crook of my neck.
“I like smelling like you,” I laughed snuggling into him more.
Cassian pressed a kiss to my cheek and pulled me impossibly closer to him. As sleep settled deep into my bones I felt him curl a wing around me, like a second layer of protection. At that moment I slept soundly, for no sadistic prince or wicked dream could find me here.
In that embrace, amidst the warmth and love, I found solace, knowing that in Cassian's arms, no darkness could ever touch me.
Part 7
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"I hate Valentines," Steve and Eddie said at the same time.
They were hanging out at Eddie's house due to the fact that Steve’s parents were home. In fact, he was even wearing Eddie's clothes from when he had slept over the night before. They were lazy today. They hadn't changed or left the couch, and they did not even get up when Wayne had gotten up to leave for work. Their legs were stretched out on the coffee table, their legs occasionally brushing up against each other's. They were both watching TV, trying not to think about the way they woke up in each other's arms this morning, when a commercial for Valentine's Day came up.
"You do?" They asked.
"I thought you were into all that romantic crap," Eddie said.
"I am and don't act like you aren't either. I saw the books under your bed. I just don't think it's romantic at all to celebrate a holiday created by executives who are solely into it for the money and who like to remind people that in order to be happy or successful, you have to be in a relationship. I mean, I'm pretty happy right now, and if that ever changes, I would be just as happy too," Steve shrugged.
"You had a girlfriend that got pissed at you for not wanting to celebrate, didn't you?" Eddie asked with a grin.
"A few months after Nancy, I went out with this person for a while. They got mad at me because I don't like celebrating "love" on one particular day when you can celebrate it any time. They also got mad at me for forgetting our one month anniversary," Steve said.
"Ugh, I hate that shit. I've seen it on TV and like I get celebrating 6 months or like a year but like when it's a couple of weeks or a month, I don't get it. I also don't get getting mad at people for forgetting because sometimes, people have memory issues. How about instead of getting pissed, help them and encourage them to remember? I mean, especially if they're great to you all the other days out of the year, shouldn't you be more understanding that they forgot once?" Eddie asked.
"Yeah, I show my love in other ways, but they didn't get that," Steve said. "Dates are hard for me to remember, especially with all of the concussions. I just really hate when they acted like I didn't give a shit because I forgot."
"Were you the one to dump her ass?" Eddie asked.
"Yeah," he said. "I think they were more enamored with my parents' big house than they were with me."
"Their loss," Eddie shrugged. "They fucked up and they're missing out on something great."
"You think so?" Steve asked.
"I know so," Eddie said and bumped his leg against Steve’s as he stared at Steve.
"I mean, don't get me wrong, I am happy now with the way things are, but I do get a little lonely sometimes. I do wish I had someone to cuddle with," Steve said.
"Come here, big boy," Eddie said, pulled Steve into his arms. "Now, you've got a cuddle buddy."
Eddie tucked Steve’s head underneath his chin, pressing a kiss into his hair. Steve sighed and snuggled into his chest, throwing a leg over Eddie's. He ran his hand over Steve’s back, causing Steve to sigh loudly in contentment.
"This is nice," Steve muttered.
"It is," Eddie muttered
"It doesn't feel, you know, very buddy-buddy," Steve said softly. "It feels very. . .romantic. If things were different, I'd do something about it."
"Well, you know, I don't have to be a girl for you to appreciate me, Stevie," Eddie said and paused. "There's this thing that I've been meaning to tell you, but it's not wildly accepted even amongst the community, so I wasn't sure how you would take it. I'm bisexual and I'm not sure if you know what that means, but - "
"Eddie!" Steve laughed against his chest. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh. I know about bisexuals. I'm bisexual, Eddie."
"You are?!" Eddie exclaimed excitedly and squeezed him tightly. "Fucking metal. I can't believe you're like me!"
"Yeah, why do you think I wasn't using female pronouns when I was talking about my ex?" Steve laughed.
"Shit, you were talking about a guy?" Eddie asked.
"Yes," Steve replied.
Eddie maneuvered until they lying down completely stretched out on the couch, tugging Steve close to him.
"What did you mean when you said if things were different?" Eddie asked.
"Oh, I wasn't sure if you would want to do something about it," Steve said.
"Oh, I do. I definitely do. Do you want to do something about it now?" Eddie purred.
"It's so close to Valentine's, though," Steve whined.
"You want to wait until after?" Eddie asked.
"Yeah," he sighed.
"Hmm, should make things interesting. . .waiting to do all the things we've been thinking about doing to each other, but now we're completely aware of each other. . .thinking about each touch, about each kiss, and wondering about the sounds someone makes when coming completely undone underneath. . ."
"Okay! I can't fucking wait. Waiting is stupid. Why did I think it was a good idea?" Steve asked as he sat up and straddled Eddie. "You better not have tricked me, Munson."
"I would never," Eddie grinned.
"We should probably take this to your room," Steve said.
Eddie sat up, wrapped his arms around Steve, and stood up. He let Steve wrap his legs completely around his waist.
"Jesus, you're strong," Steve said.
"There must be something in those demobat's venom," Eddie said.
"Yeah, I think so. The last time I tried to hook up with someone, they, uh, couldn't keep up with me. I think my stamina might last a bit longer than usual," Steve said. "I've also been told I make a weird noise when, I, uh, well, you know."
"Hmm, let's test that stamina theory," Eddie said as he carried him to his bedroom.
The next morning. . .
Wayne stood with his arms crossed at Eddie's broken bed and the hole in the wall.
"We were protesting Valentine's Day," Eddie said sheepishly, and Wayne turned to look at him. "Okay, so, we were jumping on the bed. . . You're not buying any of this, are you?"
"Not even a little bit," Wayne said.
"I'll pay for it!" Steve exclaimed.
"Don't worry about it, son," Wayne said. "Those government assholes still owe us. . .just next time, be safe. . .with everything."
Wayne smiled in amusement before clapping Steve on the shoulder and leaving the room.
"Ooh. He approves," Eddie said with a smile and kissed him. "Happy Valentine's Day."
"Happy Valentine's Day," Steve said, laughing against his lips.
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JM live 15 June 2023 20:46 or 8:46pm KST
cr./to the creators of the media used in this post.
*Disclaimer: I hate Tumblr and it's stupid ass image limit. My personal feeling about this post is that it's lacking, but I guess c'est la vie, did the best under the circumstances (at least that's what I'll keep telling myself).
Guess what?
We already saw the pattern with JK, but is it possible that JM is joining in on the it? I guess we'll just have to wait and see, won't we?
I won't be talking about every single thing that came up in JM's 1 hr. and 20 min. live. What I will do is touch on a few of the interesting things that happened during the live (well, what I found interesting at least), and what followed the live as well. Because JM didn't just show and dip. He wanted to take up home in his pocket, although he did think that over 7 million at his place might be too much, maybe if it was half of that it would be ok, lol. But we know JM, for reals, he wouldn't do a live at home, so he did the second best thing, which was to come back to us with posts and comments on Weverse.
Anyways, what did we have in the live?
JM talked about the 10 year anniversary a bit. Telling us he's not really that excited, but the biggest emotion he's feeling is fun. I get the not feeling excited. He also explains why. I'm happy that he felt it fun, I can't help but think that it was a bit of a bitter sweet celebration for them. He touched, not touched on it, when he mentioned the two members in the army at the moment.
JM tells us what he's up to lately, his daily schedule, more or less.
He's asked if he's working on a song, and JM like JM answers this:
He later gives us a little more detail: he's been working out and eating healthy and working on some music and living well. Once a week he allows himself to rest.
The question I ask is if JK allows him to rest too? Lol, nah. I guess that's the day they take off to visit Bammie. Ehm... we do have the scratch to prove it...
Jokes aside, JM talks about how it's good for him to have a set schedule and be at work. For him and JK both (that's me talking not JM). And seeing that RM kind of spilled the tea, we can guess that the workouts are probably, at least some of the time, together with JK.
At the 10:40 mark approx. Tae shows up in the comments.
JM, the kind of sassy and a true Slytherin that he is tells Tae, he will if Tae continues to comment for the whole time.
Well, I guess that was the end of it for Tae, lol.
Fuck people for calling him chubby in the comments. I hate this obsession with his weight, but even more so I hate people sitting at home on their asses and calling this 1.73 meter tall man that weighs 62.5 kg after putting on over 4 kg to get there, chubby. Like wtf? Man is skinny. And minus those 4 kgs he was fucking too skinny. Do they want him to starve himself? Do they not remember the issues he had in the past with his weight (issues which always linger even if you are "eating healthy" as he put it)?
Ok, so at around 14:55 min. JM's asked for the first time about the rainy day fight. When watching live, I kind of thought he was evading the question, but him answering the question later on, I tend to believe that maybe he just misunderstood the question at that point.
JM talks about sleep and R.E.M and how when you dream your mind is active and you don't really get deep sleep, and watching a video about it. I find it kind of funny and coincidental - NOT - that JK seems to have said practically the same things using similar wording in his live as well.
But no, they definitely aren't spending time together.
JM tells us he went to sleep at 6 am, woke up at 12 pm, made himself some chicken breast to eat and went back to sleep. Sound familiar anyone?
Sleep patterns. Chicken breast for lunch.
But no, they definitley aren't spending time together.
JM is asked to do the live all night.
He wants to sleep early.
Funny how that didn't work out for him... I guess someone was staying up to be able to speak with that very special person that happened to be in LA and would be waking up just as JM was supposed to go to sleep?
Slept at 12 and woke up at 8, ate at 12 pm, rest and go to workout at 2:30 pm approx., start working at 5 pm, at night he studied English. Ehm...didn't somebody else just let us know, repeatedly, that he's working hard on his English?
From his 5 June live:
Nah, I guess just another coincidence.
What I'm finding interesting is if JM is done with his promotions and it's off to the army any time now, why would he be working on his English?
Oh how I do hope that this is for something in the pipelines that involves the two of them TOGETHER!!!
Well, it is hard to break a sleeping pattern that has been with you for years and years. We all know of JM and JK's late night/early morning escapades. All night buddies that they are.
Rainy day fight, JM's version:
So this time around JM understands the comment asking about the rainy day fight and gives us his version of it.
Of course we got JM's JK smile.
He does tell us he's giving us an edited version of it. JK, on the other hand, edited without telling us, lol. Both said a lot about the what happened before and after, but magically didn't mention exactly what was said at the moment by JK to anger JM so so much for him to react the way he did.
Anyway, we got is the story from JM's pov. And yes, there are some differences, but I wouldn't expect otherwise. 2 people, 2 povs. No 2 stories would ever be exactly the same.
The main discrepancy I found was the timeline. JK's being when they were trainees, and JM's all over the place but still later on (2014-15). Idk, I'm gonna side with JK on this one, lol. Like I mentioned in the post about JK's live, I feel like this fight was way more impactful for JK than it was for JM. And as such it's more etched on his brain than it is for JM.
Something I found interesting was how each of them was keen to take responsibility for the fight. JK blaming himself for how he behaved and what he said, and JM the same.
What I also found interesting and very much not surprising is how this fandom roles. JK taking blame for the fight = "oh poor baby bunny JK, how big of him to take the blame"; JM taking blame fir the fight = "omg, how mean is JM picking on baby bunny JK, being so mean to him, ugh we hate JM."
Did I mention how there are some parts of this fandom that I absolutely despise?
One thing they both corroborated was the state of JK's eyes the morning after, lol.
Both JM and JK were happy giggly while telling the story.
A fight that definitley left it's mark of them both but also something to reminisce back on fondly.
Something else we learnt from JM's live was that he most definitely watched JK's live. He watched JK tell us about the rainy day fight and he also found JK's impersonation of G-Dragon very funny.
When is your next album coming JM?
Listening to army love letter
JM was truly moved by this.
Did JK cook Ramen for you?
JM averting eyes away from camera and moving on at the speed of light to..."oh angel pt. 2 came out today..."
There are 1001 options to why not yet. I'm not going to even start going there, because it's irrelevant and unimportant.
What I do know is JM chose to answer that comment but a. unlike the other comments that had to do with JK which he did answer, this one answer didn't come with a JK or jungkookie attached to it. It was short and he was done with it, and b. the way he looked away from the camera while saying it and repeating it once before just changing the subject was just so sus and felt like overcompensating.
Of course there are those that jumped at it like the dead feeders that they are. This must mean that they haven't seen each other. That JM isn't important to JK, etc. etc.
Funny how JM and JK don't see each other but are eating the same things for lunch, like Chicken breast and rice… or how they aren't seeing each other but JM somehow, magically, adjusted JK's mood lamp at JK's place…telepathy and telekinesis I guess. Oh, and did we discuss the sleeping patterns yet or the fact that they both happened to bring up the science mambo jumbo about sleep and dreams, almost word for word? But nope. They definitley aren't seeing each other and definitley aren't close. Also, for someone that is distanced they sure seem to be keeping up with each others lives. JM must be really bored to be sitting down and watching JK's long ass lives.
Moving on.
JM, being the king of evading answering whatever he doesn't want to answer, reads out comments asking about travel and tattoos, and decides those are topics he does not deem answer worthy, lol.
Do I talk about the goldfish lips? Nah, I don't wanna. Go watch!
Mashimaro
And this is JK way back in 2015 already.
JM assuming the position
So after saying he should do the next live lying down, cheeky thing that he is decided he's taking JK's sleeping live and raising him one, by taking us all home with him in his pocket, lol.
Although he took it all back. Yeah yeah, excuses excuses. So he can't fit 7 million into his place. Boo hoo. 3.5 million he can but 7 he can't. I do not accept such a cop out.
And then he was done, well more or less. Hungry, asking us for recommendations for food, and tired, he says his goodbyes and turns the live off.
But that wasn't the end of it. Nope.
Remember JM said he'd update us when he got home?
Well, he did. He came back to update us time after time after time.
And a comment too
Oh, and the next day as well.
Also interesting how that 5 and 8 found their way time after time into JM's posts and/or comments. 58 that happens to represent JK time after time.
At the end of the day what did we get from the live?
We got the rainy day fight - JM's perspective (muddled up timeline though, but I forgive him, getting old does make you forgetful, lol).
We got JM tell us he has seen JK's live, the one with him telling us his side of the rainy day fight and doing his G-Dragon impersonation, and I think we can assume he saw the sleeping live too.
I can't help but wonder if JM was reprimanded for commenting on JKs previous lives (you know with the shrimp, not really shrimp, comment and let me tie your hair), or perhaps he's just laying there enjoying watching his bf crush on him live.
We had JM call army and their comments cute. Funny, huh? How JK did that too?
Kind of interesting how the two seem to be saying the same things (the cute and the sleep talk), acting the same way, eating the same things.
I was going to add a clip and link here to JK's chicken breast eating tales, him cooking chicken breast with rice, him talking about eating chicken breast for lunch. Him eating healthy now days. Sounds familiar does it? JM talking about eating chicken breast for lunch, about eating chicken breast with rice. About eating healthy lately...
But damn Tumblr won't allow me. So you guys will either have to take my word for it (please don't), or go looking. You will see I am right...
For fun I will just leave you here with this:
Cause why not end this with an ear to ear smile on our faces?
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𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ! 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍 I woke up the next morning, a little later than usual. Sunbeams peeking through my cheeks who were still blushing from yesterday's situation, it seemed like they can't forget about the one who made them like this.This morning felt strange, there was no noise to be heard, Hector wasn't shouting around the house anymore, everything felt like a new start for me. To be honest I don't know what emotion is running up against my will right now, am I in love or am just dreaming? It fits more to be one, a dream, like according to what people who once were in love said "We are dreaming of those we don't have". If you told me exactly a week before everything happened that I'm awfully relating to this I wouldn't believe. I'm feeling scared and mostly concerned about Hector, we haven't talked since yesterday it's been a while really. Speaking of Hector, why didn't he wake me up to take him to his training? Maybe he didn't like yesterday's situation? What is he facing inside that dressing room? Are they having a tough time in there? Those scandals can take big influence on the team and their profit. I looked myself in the bathroom mirror while a few tears shed down my face trying to think of a valid solution that's not including staying in and hiding from the world. IIn addition to all these thoughts, I was mostly focused on the only thing and that i was wondering about whether the number 6 is doing okay, how is he coping with all of this.
After a while Hector came home, taking slow steps towards me and then fastening his walk taking a turn to his room, still not saying a word to each other. The next thing i heard was the gurgling of my bowels, I realised I didn't eat so I made us both dinner, I knocked on his door feeling numb all of a sudden.
I felt like the house was spinning but everything remained calm.
He didn't end up opening his room door, instead he texted "Tengo partido mañana, tienes que venir, alguien te necesita" which he invited me to watch him and his team mates play. The last part of the sentence sounded like someone out there needed me. The next day happened pretty quickly, it was the same but with intense more stage fright because of the game. The questions about number 6 were going through my mind obviously I was worried. When we got there, a lot of fans started to bang on the tinted glass window, sending me death treats, saying something like that I don't deserve him, I ruined his career...etc
those words pierced my soul, my voice became wobbly and I remained silent once again the world won. After a while they went somewhere else and I managed to get out of the car without getting hurt I mean physically, mentally I'm already pretty much hurt.
On my way to the gate I was hurrying, i didnt look where i go just suddenly my face gets on someone's chest, his scent was incredibly good, and while looking up, I see no one but the brown haired boy, Pablo I said to myself.And this is the moment when I experienced falling in love for the second time each again for the same person. We both smiled and I immediately apologised for ruining his shirt since all of my makeup was pressed against him. he didn't even have time to address me, a bunch of fans with ogeom signs were running towards us. He didn't even wait a bit, he pulled my hand and we ran for a while of course from them, when they finally lost sight of us, we found ourselves behind a small blunt bush that was nearby. I was breathing very loudly, skipping a heartbeat, the next thing I remember is our lips pressed together, at that moment I felt our sparks blooming. He slowly pulled out looking right into my eyes and saying "I'm going in again so don't be surprised when I do this" he pulled in and I can say there was intimacy in hesitance, hovering hands above my cheeks prodding the statement I let out a single nod. That so many bothered to say. A gentle brush of two lips, feeling a butterfly explosion right pressed onto my stomach, and delicate trembling of my fingertips, followed by the overwhelming, immediate relief from the heavy brick I had on my heart, it became pure. Perhaps not the first kiss but the first kiss I wanted. All of my worries disappeared as soon as our hands touched, despite his hands being cold from the wind also going through my hair i felt safe after a long while of not being. We turned back in silence and reached the stadium again, where the game was supposed to start in a few minutes. Me and Hector were still not talking, but I let a smile to him out wishing him a good luck. I still haven't seen number 6 for 20 minutes now and were already 10 minutes into the match. Not losing any hope, broad shoulders finally entered the field. The smile on my face widened, but the fear in my stomach has deept, and as always my expectations are coming to life. The next thing I saw was Pablo on the field laying in pain, holding back his screams while his arm Is pressed on his mouth, as the noises were trying to escape he didn't let them win, my heart began to ache, not like the ache you feel between your eyes or the ache in a tooth when u have cavity, my heart aches likes there's one million people tearing at its most tender places, I started to panic, then I sinked seeing first aid as they carry him from the field. without any hesitation i rushed towards him, pushing thousands of people to get through. Please Pablo say something, are you okay!?
It's going to be fine okay!! I kept saying that. I pressed myself against him and I held him in my arms tightly never planning of letting go "am I hurting you Pablo" I asked with a shaky drabbled voice.
Only if you stopped said the brown haired boy while holding my hand in disgrace.
I glanced at the game and noticed Hector and the other Barcelona players looking carefully at the cart, they clearly couldn't focus on the match. I saw Pablo glancing at them too back an forth. Minutes after his team mate and also one of my Friends Ferran scores and dedicates the goal to Gavi, pablo saw all this because the cart was facing the field, he slightly sends out a beautiful smile , full of spark and longing.
Three weeks passed by, I haven't heard of Gavi since he got injured, but somewhere on the news I read that he is back on the field. Plus me and Hector are still on weird conversations. My main questions are, is he doing okay, and when will I see him again. Wondering when will our eyes meet and create a magnificent bond that can't be expressed through words. I still replay our kiss in my head, over and over again, making it seem like a movie with no ending, the movie that you recommend everyone to go search for it. But that's really not the only thing that I should be worrying about I literally have an event, slightly bigger one though so I have to carry on with the look. Later that day, I sat by the closet, constantly looking for that one dress, I was about to give up but suddenly something sparkly chatched my eye, if it is what I think it is then yeah I found it. After hours of trying, I finally found it! The dress was long with refined zircons around the neckline, in simple words it looked like it came out of a fairy tale, she had long sleeves and a set of gloves of the same color and material. I'm so excited to wear it! Naive me thinking nothing can possibly go wrong until... That day came, I entered the event with a straight head and a confident walk, I walked on the red carpet without looking from the side until, meanwhile, the cameras started rolling and the person I most wanted to see appeared at the door of the event. Pablo, it's him. It was the same thing that the cameramen repeated after every step he took, man he looked powerful. After some time spent, a journalist started questioning me about my and Gavi's so-called relationship, I kept silent while my heart wanted to explode, it had so much words to say but didn't.
Basically he ignored me the whole time, he didn't dare even to look at me. What a jerk, said this to comfort myself.
The Pain, I never expressed it potentially, I never screamed and jumped about it, never bawled and wept but the pain I felt was still. My heart was aching but never too loud, no one ever heard, I didn't allow anyone to, it itched and felt numb inside of me but in reality, it never went away. His smile was permanently plastered inside of my mind, the moment, too short but never enough to go out. But now it's 2:45 am, instead of sleeping I'm trying to find the words to explain how my world looks without you in it. Pablo, its like i became allergic to that name,or was I just tired of missing it? 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃...
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Sick Sister
First Tumblr post ever, i work on wattpad but i want to also post my stuff on here. Anyways hope you enjoy
Requested: No
Warnings: Fainting, Hospitals, and one mention of ambulances
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Mattie’s Pov
“Mattie” you woke up to Jay pulling your covers off.
“Jay stop, it's so cold in here, did you turn the heat down or something?”
“No, I even turned it up last night cause I swear I could hear you shivering”. Jay said while going to feel Mattie's head.
“Gosh Mattie your burning up”
“I'm going to go grab the thermometer and call will, I'll be back”. Jay said while walking out of your room.
“Alright Mattie, I'm back”.
***
Jay called Will six times in the past hour taking the hint that he was busy or he just didn't want to answer so he called Connor in hopes that he would answer.
“Hello? Jay?” Connors tone confused on why his co-workers brother would call him
“Matilda has a fever of 103.1. I gave her tylenol around an hour ago and doesn't seem like it's working”.
“As her doctor im saying you should bring her in, but if you think she's ok then you can keep her at home”.
“I'm going to bring her in and-”. Jay stopped mid sentence hearing a loud thump. “Mattie, Matilda?”
Connor could hear Jay running up the stairs trying to figure out what happened.
“Jay-Jay, what's going on? Talk to me”
You felt a familiar feeling in your stomach, either it's because you're hungry or you need to throw up the crackers you ate.
As soon as you stand up get really dizzy you try to shake off the feeling but you can't, so you attempt to head down stairs but as soon as you take your next step you feel your body hit the floor and everything goes black.
According to Will and Jay you tend to faint every time you get sick but you don't remember so you just believe whatever they say and go with it.
The first time this happened Jay thought someone broke in since it was 6 in the morning. You swear you heard will yell that it was just you and not a criminal but your brushed it off thinking it was just a dream”
***
“It's Mattie, she fainted aging” .
“Make sure you put her feet up i'll let will know”
Before connor could finish jay hung up to call an ambulance”
***
“What've we got, Maggie”? Will asked as the paramedic handed over the young girl to the hospital.
“Matilda Halstead, 15 years old, found unconscious by her brother… Will you can't handle her, you the hospital protocols, I swear i didn't know”
Will was just left standing there as he watched his little sister being taken care of by other doctors.
***
Wills/No Ones POV
“At this point i think we should just put in the hospital with 24/7 surveillance everytime she gets sick” Will trying to make a joke
“First of all she hates hospitals and needles so that's a no, and i just realized that i forgot to tell voight i wouldn't be there. Haileys probably thought i've gone missing from not answering anyone's phone calls”.
Just then Connor walks in “Ok so she's ok now and you can see her now, she's dealurios but that will wear off soon. I wanted to run a few tests and it looks like she suffered from heat syncope. It looks like it's what causes the fainting every time she gets a high fever” .
“Thank you Connor”. Will replied
“Anytime guys, anytime”.
***
Mattie’s POV
Just then you saw your brothers come in and will told you to stop playing with your iv
“Ha you two look alike for some reason”
“That's because we're brother mattie” Jay said while coming sit down next to you
“Mattie? But the doctors told me i was matilda am i impersonating someone” You whined
“No Matilda, we call you Mattie for short so you're not impersonating anyone, '' Jay said, trying to contain his laughter.
“Hey, stop laughing at me. Your so mean” You said almost crying
“Oh mattie jay just a 3 year old in an old man's body” Will sighed trying to calm down mattie
***
The rest of the night was filled with mattie making everyone laugh then connor discharged her
“Is she asleep?” Jay says when will comes down stairs
“Yep she finally let herself relax and sleep”
“She's just like you jay”
“And how she's more like you” Jay gasped
“She loves to be babied when she sick just like you” Will chuckled
“Since you wanna keep coming at me like that you're in charge of waking her tomorrow morning”. Jay commented
“What?”
“See you tomorrow night will”
Will sat there thinking about how he's raising two children instead of 1 little sister.
#x reader#will halstead#jay halstead#chicago#chicago pd#halstead sister#halstead brothers#one chicago#sick#fainting#hospital mention tw#hospitals
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Song Rec: Aerodynamic by Daft Punk
Isekai'd
Part 7: Bullets Whizzing By
Part 6
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Vash (Tristamp) X Reader
Warning! ⚠
⚠ cussing, all caps for screeching dialog, weapons and guns(pew pew),reader has an idea(its not a great one), gullet graze, blood ⚠
You woke up before the sun rose, going out to buy what you could find that was on your list.
Vash should be at the diner soon, so I have to hurry. You think and rush over to the first shop. Let's hope they sell in bulk.
"Fuck."
The suns had risen and when you arrived to the shops they were all closed.
I should have done this yesterday! You scowl and hear guns start firing off.
Now you were running to go on one of the rooftops to try and spot the blonde haired man while he was on the run.
"ITS TOO FUCKING EARLY FOR THIS!!", you shout.
.
Vash ran along building rooftops and pipes, bullets whizzing by, just barely missing him.
"AAAAH!", he yelped and then shouted as he jumped through a narrow space between buildings, spinning through the air as more people shot at him before landing on a roof.
He rolled and jumped off of it seconds after, making panicked sounds before yelling out again.
"Don't let him get away!", he heard Rosa yell.
Turning around after sprinting down some stairs, he sees someone and jumps over the hand rail as they start shooting. Running through a small hallway made by the buildings, he feels a short moment of peace before skidding to a stop when another person shows up at the end of it.
"Found him!", a man says and starts shooting.
"AAAH!", the humanoid typhoon jumps, dodging the bullets and starts running again.
He runs down an alleyway, jumping when at the ledge and screams when he realizes its pretty high. His foot hits an oil barrel when getting closer to the ground, effectively making him slip and fall back.
As he sits up, more people show to the right and start shooting, not even giving him a second to groan out in pain.
"WHAAHAHA!", he yelps jumping up as the bullets miss him, making his way over to hop off another ledge.
Landing on the space between stairs, he quickly runs down, turning at the corner to continue the descent.
"There he is!", a man says and aims at him.
Vash makes a few more panicked noises when they release another round of bullets just behind him.
At some point he gets enough distance, running on a bridge like structure.
Looking back, he doesn't notice the three figures with guns until facing forward, making him stop in place.
"Uh oh.", he says with a nervous smile, raising his hands up.
"We've got him.", someone says from behind.
"Huh?", he turns his head, seeing three more armed people running up.
He stays in place.
How am I gonna get out of this?
"Heads up!"
Looking over, he sees a rope being tossed at him by the female reporter.
He rushes forward and grabs the rope at the end of the noose. "Oh!"
Before any bullets could hit him the rope yanks him towards a building, making him have to run along the wall of it so he doesn't crash into it. More people shoot at him as he does so.
The rope pulls him up really high.
"AAAAAAHHH!", he screams before feeling himself start to fall.
And then he screams again.
"Ah!", its short, because a second later he lands on the two reporters.
The three let out a collective grunt in pain.
.
You watched as the town ran wild trying to get Vash from one of the highest rooftops.
Seeing this episode and all its angles was fun, but actually seeing it from the sidelines was a different story.
All that jumping and running has to be difficult.
Then you heard the scream of him being yanked up by the rope and decided to do your part to help.
I can't believe I'm doing this. You grumble a few curses as you go down some stairs, taking off your coat. Rem better show up after all of this shit 'cuz I'm gonna need her to explain all of her cryptic ass shit!
The heat comes back to bother you for a moment.
As you make it to the last step, you flip your coat inside out, the red lining from the inside now vissible.
Putting it back on and fixing it, you think over your life choices.
"I'm gonna get shot.", you say in a whine and put the hood over your head.
Then you start running down the alley way.
"Hey! I think I saw him!", someone yells.
Its only been a fucking second! You cry internally and keep running. Let's hope that Tomas is out now!
Turning down a corner, you see a small group of armed people, and one of them spots you.
Oh shit.
"There!", they yell and start shooting.
"Ah!", you yelp and jump out of their lone of fire, running the opposite way.
"FOLLOW HIM!"
Bad idea bad idea bad idea bad idea bad idea-!
You let out another scream when a bullet whizzes by your head.
REALLY BAD IDEAAAAA!!
Going into an alley way, you run between the buildings.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck!
As you run out of the alley, a bullet grazes your arm.
MOTHER FUCKER!
You wince but keep running.
After a while you stop, gasping for breath while hiding in the shadows. Taking off the coat, you check your wounded arm and hiss. Blood going down your arm, some of it staining the white side of your coat.
"Never again.", you sigh and get up, making your way back to the Inn, placing the coat over your shoulder.
"I hope he made it to the entrance."
There's a loud crash coming from somewhere to the right side of town.
"POWER IS JUSTICE! POWER IS TRUTH!"
You hear a voice coming from a loud speaker.
"THERE IS NO FUTURE FOR THE SNIVELING SLUG WHO CAN'T FIGHT! COME OUT VASH THE STAMPEDE, THE FURIOUS FIST OF THE NEBRASKA FAMILY CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL!"
"He made it.", you sigh, not bothering to turn around, feeling your legs ache from all the running. "I'll sit this one out and come back with my medic pack."
"COME OUT, COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE!", the old man says.
"Ugh.", you groan and face palm. "And then the psycho shows up right after!"
Why are there so many crazy people!?
As you made it to the Inn and entered your room, you checked your ammo and picked up your bag. Before stepping out, you heard an explosion.
Fuck.
Please send over some songs that you think would be great for this fic!
~Seline, the person.
Next: Part 8
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Hakuoki Shinkai Tenun no Shou Stellaworth Booklet “Her Long Day” Part 6
Still haven't figured out what I should do next.... I sorta wanna go translate the Shimabara Disturbance drama, but the tl I found has some parts that are missing text, and I just don't wanna go look up what I ned to fill in those gaps...
whatever. maybe i won't do that. good night. 😂 i'm too tired to think right now. waking up before 6 am really messes me up unless i'm travelling.
Hakuoki Shinkai Tenun no Shou Stellaworth Booklet “Her Long Day” Part 6
Translation by KumoriYami
Chǒushí · Kazama Moment 《1~3 o'clock》
It was 3 o'clock, the time when all plants slept, and when the gates of the underworld [I guess?] were open.
If things were as usual, I would have fallen asleep long ago…
Unfortunately, today I woke up, perhaps from hearing the sound of insects.
"……Huh……？"
As I huddled under my blanket, I heard something outside… a minute sound.
The chirping of insects was wrapped in the sound of the wind and the sound of footsteps on gravel.
...Was that the sound of a cat or dog walking by…?
I lifted up my groggy head head, and opened the door a finger-wide crack, and looked outside——
"——I didn't think you'd be awake at this time."
"……Eh？"
"Could it be those watch dogs are forcing you to work day and night?"
"……!"
My weary mind immediately cleared up, and my eyes widened.
Standing there was the one who had repeatedly crossed swords with the Shinsengumi and declared that he was going to take me away—.
"Kazama-san——"
"——Be quiet."
"Wah!?"
Just as the yell was about to leave my throat, my mouth was covered, and I could only desperately twist my body.
But Kazama-san's arm was like it was made of stone, and I couldn't pull away at all.
"It's useless, although female oni have powerful/strong vitality, their strength cannot be compared to that of a male oni."
"Uh——"
"……Listen, just stay quiet. As long as you promise not to yell, I will let you go."
I did my best to nod, and to my surprise, Kazama-san really did let me go."
"Why are you come here at this time? Could it be that you wanted to take advantage of how everyone's asleep..."
"That's ridiculous. Do you think that I'm the sort of vulgar man who would attack a woman at night?"
“……”
What happened just now, I did really feel that this was similar to being attacked…. I always felt there was a sense of incredulity with this, so I asked again.
"….Then why did you come here? It doesn't seem like you've answered my question yet..."
"……This flower/These flowers."
Kazama-san hesitated for a moment and handed me a flower.
"This is… a sunflower/These are... sunflowers…?"
"That's right. Early this morning, beautiful sunflowers bloomed in the garden of a house in the Satsuma Domain, and since I thought it'd be a waste if only I admired them. Thinking that, I involuntarily thought of your face. You are surrounded by a group of insensitive men all day long, and have no opportunities to see such beautiful flowers."
"Um......"
If Kazama-san's words were true, he really came just to send me this flower/these flowers…
"…….Even if you say that, with you suddenly coming here, I can't believe it…"
"Why suddenly? Is there something strange about a husband who treasures his wife giving her flowers?"
"——Wife?"
"Of course, you are my wife."
…………As expected, I couldn't communicate with this person. Kazama-san slowly extend his hand towards me, who was at a complete loss for words.
"Of course, if you want me to take you away right now, isn't that another matter?"
"I don't....!"
I trembled and hurriedly took a step back.
Kazama-san's hand abruptly stopped.
".......?"
"Hmph… Who would have thought that there would be a watchdog awake at this time."
Kazama-san sighed, turned around, and then disappeared into the darkness.
"——Let's meet again someday in the future. Next time, it will have to be in a place where no one will disturb us."
Yinshi · Sannan Moment 《3~5 o'clock》
——At that moment, a voice came from the depths of headquarters.
"——Apparently an uninvited guest came?"
"Ah…… Sannan-san……!!"
"——Oya. To go as far as to intrude at this time, how truly careless."
Sannan-san looked in the direction Kazama-san disappeared in and lowered the hand he had on his sword.
At the same time, I collapsed to the ground, as if the ties around had me had been unraveled.
"……Fu……"
"It's alright, Yukimura-kun. Did you get injured?"
"Nn. I'm okay. Thank you……"
I sat paralyzed on the ground and looked up at Sannan-san,, and noticed tha tmy hands were shaking.
Although he was joking about that bitter experience, it really could have been quite dangerous.
——If Sannan-san hadn't come, what would have happened?"
While I trembled as I imagined that, Sannan-san, he——
"……Forgive me/I apologise."
He took hold of my hand, and slowly pulled me so I could stand up, then he wrapped both of his hands around my hands.
"——As expect you're terrified, your hands are still shaking now."
"……Yes. As soon as I thought that I was saved, all the fear came bursting forth……"
"I'm sorry. If I was able to notice a bit sooner, you wouldn't have been so scared."
"N-No, it's not Sannan-san's fault! You saved me…"
"……Hehe. Yes. At least the worse was avoided."
Sannan-san urged me to sit down, and the two of us sat by side in the corridor.
Even though my body was still shaking now, he smiled.
"It's alright, I'll sit with you here and accompany you until you calm down."
"……"
"Apparently, I'm meddling——"
"No….. if Sannan-san doesn't mind…. please."
Perhaps my words went against his expectations, so Sannan-san's eyes wiedened, and he was speechless.
".......Are your words sincere?"
"Nn... is that no good....."
".......You aren't afraid of me even though I've become a rasetsu?"
Sannan-san gazed into my eyes, and I laughed/smiled.
"......I think that genuinely scary people wouldn't say that sort of thing. Although it's true that Sannan-san hasbecome a rasetsu……."
"……But?"
"But, I think that your heart is the same as it was before."
Actually, until just now, Sannan-san had been saying consoling words to me,…. .
"......Oya. After hearing such adorable words, I can't do anything bad now."
Sannan-san stroked my head, as if to say that he had surrendered.
"Then… until you can peacefully fall asleep…"
Afterwards, Chizuru's moment
—Then, after that—
Sannan-san stayed and chatted with me until the sky faintly became green.
I completely calmed down and returned to my room as well.
"Today… I should say yesterday, a lot of things happened from morning until night……."
I got under the blankets again, and what happened all day long began to gradually resurfaced in my mind again.
"Waking up early, seeing Souma-kun, cooking together with Heisuke-kun…… going on patrol……"
If I fall asleep now, I didn't know if I'll be able to sleep before daybreak.
"......In the middle of the night, Kazama-san came over for some reason…. then… Ah, Hijikata-san…. I don't know if he'w awake after that…"
Incredibly, as soon as I was covered with the blanket, I immediately felt drowsy. Tired to the point where I couldn't resist.
"……"
With my narrowing field of vision, between the gaps of dreams of reality, I mumbled to myself.
"……Tomorrow too…… I'll work hard……"
Until I was woken up again shortly after by the sound of birds, a new day was about to start again. I finally slept peacefully again so I could get a moment's rest——.
----end----
#hakuoki#hakuouki#hakuoki other translation#kazama chikage#sannan keisuke#sanan keisuke#yukimura chizuru
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I am giving the go ahead to go and analyze. For I too am foaming at the mouth for the info dump of analyzing and putting songs to fics. I can't not listen to hozier when i read your works now.
Your works are just hozier coded to me
(am gunna also start signin off uvu)
- a hungry raccoon 🦝
My Darling I am Hozier coded. I am in love with that man, and nearly all my WIPs have a Hozier title because I'm a huge nerd. (I even got to see him in concert in september AAAAH he was so good)
Actually the Cowboy AU is the only one that doesn't have a Hozier title. Ghost/Goose's official title it "Here's Hoping(Things Look Better on the Other Side)." Which I'm not planning on changing but "I'll Crawl Home to You" would also work really well. Anyway Ghoul being pretentious under the cut.
So I am going to preface this saying that I believe Hozier has said the song is about addiction, the way it starts sweet and then you can't get out. But I have my own thoughts because I'm a romantic, and you're going to listen to them. I am going to interpret this as Ghost telling folks about Goose.
"Boys, workin' on empty
Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?
I just think about my baby
I'm so full of love I could barely eat
There's nothing sweeter than my baby
I'd never want once from the cherry tree
'Cause my baby's sweet as can be
She give me toothaches just from kissin' me"
OK verse 1. The first two lines are very much Ghost's time in the military. He's not really there, he's an empty person, a shell for the SAS to command, and he faces hell every day like that. He's hopeless, but he doesn't have a need for it, hell is an inevitability to him. Lines 3 and 4, I think that's again him in the military. He thinks about the life he's never going to have. He barely eats, he's in survival mode, there's not a life worth living for him so he only does what he needs to. Then with line 5 we meet Goose, and with line 6 Ghost decides he never wants anyone else. There's nothing sweeter than his baby, no one that takes him the way she does, she sees him for all that he is and she wants him anyway.
Then the last line of verse 1. UGH. The guilt. This is Price's kid. He loves her but she's bad for him, he can't have her. And Goose is still sweet to him, even when they both know there's no future for this, she still is sweet. AND IT HURTS. It hurts Ghost to be around her and so he pushes her away.
"Boys, when my baby found me
I was three days on a drunken sin
I woke with her walls around me
Nothin' in her room but an empty crib
And I was burnin' up a fever
I didn't care much how long I lived
But I swear I thought I dreamed her
She never asked me once about the wrong I did"
Verse 2, we'll cover the chorus at the end. Yeah the sins. The SINS. Ghost pushing Goose away, but also a callback to how they met, to the bar and choosing each other. When Goose found him he wasn't a person, he was Ghost, he was bound for hell and nothing was going to lift him from the lake of fire. But then lines 3/4, Goose doesn't push to break his walls down, in fact she sets up her own. Stakes a flag on his head that say's "Goose's do not touch" and somehow that works. He has a safety net the likes of which he's never had before, and when he turns to look at Goose he realizes she doesn't have much either.
Line 4? She's given her whole life to a cause the same way he has, she's never made a choice that wasn't for someone else. There are expectations that she's taken on that no one should have asked her to. Ghost sees that, sees that he's a choice too and he has to decide if he's a good one. I think again(I know I've said this a million times) that Ghost has lived his career like he's dying. He's never cared about whether he makes it out alive, as long as the people he's watching over live it's fine. But Goose tells him, "you're not allowed to die" and he believes her. She never asks him what brought him to this point, but she's there when he's ready to tell her.
"My babe would never fret none
About what my hands and my body done
If the Lord don't forgive me
I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me
When I was kissing on my baby
And she put her love down soft and sweet
In the low lamplight I was free
Heaven and hell were words to me"
Verse 3, lfg. Despite being a worrier, Goose really doesn't worry over what Ghost did in special forces. He served under her father, and that's worth its weight in gold. For all his "I'm dangerous" talk, Ghost has never raised a hand to her, never tried to hurt her, and never done anything to make her think that Price was wrong to recruit him. For all the bad he may have done, Goose holds onto Ghost's hope that it was all for the greater good.
They we wrap up the verse, lines 3-8, it doesn't matter if Ghost is bound for hell because he has Goose now, and whatever happens they're in it together. Goose accepts Ghost as he is, she loves him for all his flaws, and she has him body and soul. Lines 4 and 7 feel very much like an admittance from Ghost that Goose really wears the pants in their relationship. She's the one steering their ship, and he's perfectly happy to take her orders. It's freeing for him to put himself into the hands of someone who loves him so unconditionally that she would stand up at the gates of heaven and demand he be allowed in. She'd fight Gabriel himself for Ghost. But he'd never ask her to, because it doesn't matter anymore.
Heaven and Hell are just words, they're not a promise or a reward, or a weight around his neck. He has Goose, and she has him, and that's his heaven. He's free from trying to scrape a shred of forgiveness from a higher power, Goose is his God now.
"When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her"
Yeah Chorussss. We love the grave metaphors for Ghost, very cheeky little backstory nods. He's crawled out of a grave once, and he can do it again. Nothing will keep him from Goose, and the peace that she offers him. What's heaven, what's hell? He can find better rest in her arms, and he will always crawl home to her.
But also! "Lay me gently" GENTLY, he wants to be taken care of. Even in the lowest points of his life. He begs for it over and over between every verse. "Treat me gently, even if I leave it behind give me comfort." Over and over again. He doesn't expect comfort except in death, but by the end I have to think: who's laying Ghost to rest? Goose probably, and she will always treat him gently. Because for as big and scary as Ghost is, he craves softness. He's built tall walls to hide the cracks in his armor, to hide the delicate underbelly, but it's still there waiting to be loved. And Goose loves him, for all of it.
#ghoul speaks#simon ghost riley#cod x oc#x oc#cowboy!ghost#simon ghost riley x oc#oc: goose#anywaaaaaaaay I love work song#and I love doing ghost analyses
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The lengths I went through to watch last night's episode were so worth it. I'm currently in Japan so not only is there a time difference, there's also no wifi where I am. So everything is being run through data...which is slow as shit. I had dinner reservations scheduled for the same time the episode was dropping on Hulu so I told myself I'd just wait until after. This was preceded by a very reasonable spiral from a spoiler of Tommy and Buck. So not only did I have to wait, I had to wait knowing what I knew. Only to get back after dinner and the Internet won't load on my laptop and it is loading extremely slowly on my phone. Like buffering every two seconds slow. So I decide to log in to Hulu on the TV in our room. But we're in Japan so of course there's no access to American shows. (Truly idk how you international fans do this regularly cause this has been a rough twelve hours). So I try to let it buffer on my phone while I take a shower and get ready for bed. I get back and it's still not loading fully so now it buffers every minute. So I decide to let it buffer some more and promptly fall asleep. I woke up at 5am to see that it had loaded a little more but then the app closed. So it wasn't until about 6:30am that I finally got it to run with me pausing every five minutes. But I would happily go through that hell again if it means I get to experience the euphoria I got watching that last scene. Tim Minear, thank you. OLIVER STARK! THANK YOU! I can't believe I'm saying this but thanks abc. To know that a show and character you love so deeply is not only in good hands but is getting the dedication they deserve with something so precious. I've basically been crying all morning.
#911 abc#evan buckley#bi buck#oliver stark#tim minear#we won#i can't believe we actually won#911 spoilers
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Chapter 5
Lets go!
Word count: 3k
Warnings: Jason Todd bonding, Bruce is investigating, sad Elias,
Prologue, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4
Bruce didn't tell anything to Elias about Aseel's disappearance. He didn't know how Elias could take it and right now it's important for him to stay stable as much as possible. And besides, how is he going to explain the fake business travels?
Aseel is a staple in Elias' life and there is a chance that Elias won't even believe him at all. Bruce saw how smart Elias was and how calm he could be, but this is something that could break his mind. And more so, it was obvious that Elias cares a lot about him.
The thing that made Bruce worried was the fact that Damian has said that he has seen Aseel somewhere. Damian knew that it wasn't in front of the school because he would have remembered him. Elias slept in the next morning because he won't be going to school.
The first night didn't went well for Elias. He couldn't fall asleep after hours and once he did, he woke up in cold sweat. Everything felt like a nightmare and he cried softly into the night. He looked at the necklace that was shining with the moonlight on his nightstand.
It felt suffocating. The last gift from her and probably the last thing that his father had given her. How did they even meet? Where did they meet? Does he have anymore siblings?
His mom was a bit older for the average mom of his peers, but that wasn't a bad thing. But it made him wonder from time to time if he had any siblings. Did he have a sister maybe? Or a brother? It would be nice to not be an only child.
But all the answers went missing with his mom. He sat up in the bed after some hours, seeing that it was dark and it wasn't even 6 am yet. He rubbed his eyes. He was exhausted beyond belief and he walked like a zombie to the bathroom.
After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he changed into the clothes he got yesterday. He went downstairs, trying to remember where the kitchen and the living room was. He needed some water and he needs to clear his mind.
He quietly walked to the kitchen, turning on the lights before entering, somehow remembering where the glasses have been put. He took one and pour some cold water. He was just leaning against the counter, drinking cold water.
The water felt heavenly against his throat. Elias put the glass into the sink, hands shaking. He has never felt this afraid before. Never had been so afraid that his hands shook. And his mind has never went into a such dark place. One of the thoughts that wormed into his mind is did Bruce took him in for sympathy and publicity?
He took a deep breath to calm himself down. He gripped the edge of the sink to tightly that his knuckles became white. He took a deep breath once more, looking up. He turned his head when he heard someone coming.
It was Tim. Tim stopped dead in his tracks, eyeing Elias.
" Are you okay? You are shaking. " Tim said, walking closer to him.
" I had a nightmare. " Elias said quietly, straightening his back. He watched as Tim took a cold water bottle from the fridge.
" Do you want to talk about it? It could help you. " Tim suggested and Elias pondered. Does he really want to? He doesn't know Tim that well... But maybe opening up will help.
" I just had a nightmare and I didn't sleep well and I just cried for hours. " Elias opened up, blinking at Tim. Tim gave him a small smile.
" What are you doing up so early? " Elias asked him and Tim shrugged. " I had to pull an all-nighter. " Tim said and Elias nodded.
" Oh. Morning gentlemen. " Alfred said, hesitating for a moment. He didn't expect these two in the kitchen.
The two boys murmured good morning and moved to let Alfred go the the cabinets.
" A nightmare? " Alfred asked and Elias nodded, exhausted.
" Would you like some tea? I have one that can help you go to sleep. " Alfred suggested and Elias shrugged.
" Maybe in the evening. But now, my mind doesn't want to sleep. I just can't now. " Elias said, moving to just sit next to Tim at the table. Elias rested his head on his arm, looking at the clock. It's not even 6 yet and it was dark outside.
" I know that feeling Master Elias. Was it a bad nightmare? " Alfred pressed on as he made some coffee for himself.
" I mean... I don't really remember much of it, but I woke up in cold sweat. " Elias explained, trying to rub the sleepiness out of his eyes.
" I know you have said no to the tea, but you can drink it during breakfast and then go to sleep after breakfast. You will need your sleep. " Alfred said, taking a sip of his hot black coffee.
" I will see about that. " Elias said, trying to smile, but he felt like he just grimaced. The kitchen fell into a comfortable silence, only broken when Alfred turned the radio on.
" Did master Bruce tell you anything about going to school? " Alfred asked Elias, turning to face him after flipping the pancake.
" I don't think he did, but I don't think I will be able to go. " Elias said, looking at the entrance when he heard people coming. Bruce entered first, then Damian, Jason and Dick, all in that order. Damian took in Elias's appearance, but choose not to say anything as he sat across from him. Bruce also glanced at him and he knows what has happened.
Bruce chose not to comment and the others choose too. They all knew that look in his eyes.
Nightmares.
" Elias, I wanted to let you know that you won't be going to school today. You went through a lot yesterday and you need to rest. " Bruce said, breaking the silence.
" Thanks. " Elias said, rubbing his eyes once more.
" I know we say this a lot, but if you need to talk to us, you can. To me or Damian or with just anybody. We are all here for you. " Bruce said with a small smile and Elias looked back down at his clasped hands.
One thought that has made its way into his mind just earlier is the fact that Bruce might have taken him in for sympathy and charity points. He didn't want to believe it, but there was always a possibility.
" Now, is everyone ready? " Alfred said, putting the plates in front of everyone. Elias knew that he couldn't eat all of that and Alfred seemed to know this and instead giving him pancakes, bacon and eggs, he got yogurt with granola and fruit.
" Again, I know you probably you don't have an appetite for something heavy in the morning, so I made you something light. " Alfred said and Elias wanted to hug the man.
" Thank you Alfred. " Elias said quietly as he dug in his meal. It felt nice for his stomach too. He should start eating more light in the morning.
Bruce has been sitting in front of the Batcomputer, looking into Aseel. Ever since Damian has said that he was familiar, Bruce refused to let it go. He won't go to bed until he gets rid of this feeling in his mind.
He crossed referenced the name and the picture with his normal databases in Gotham. Nothing. Then a lightbulb went above his head. What if he cross referenced Aseel's name with the criminal databases? He had plenty to choose from anyway.
And if Damian said he was familiar, then he will start with the League of Assassins. Damian wouldn't say that the picture of Aseel is familiar without a reason.
Bruce did so rather unwillingly. He wanted to know the truth, but what is he going to find out? What if Aseel is connected to LOA? What if Natalia was in one? Natalia is a perceptive person and you can't hide being an assassin.
But they aren't together, they are just good friends. Maybe he just found her? Bruce rubbed his eyes, sighing quietly as he waited for the results to pop up.
Should he cross reference Natalia too?
He clicked his tongue, closing his eyes for a moment. He could only hope not. He didn't want to suspect that all of this is a ploy for Elias to gather information as a spy, but there is always a possibility. But if it is true, then Elias is one hell of an actor.
Bruce looked at the screen when he heard a sound on the computer. Aseel is a LOA member. Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose.
This is not good. This is so not good.
He put Natalia's name into the system, at the moment praying that he didn't get a hit. Probably he wouldn't. How did she even come in contact with Aseel? When?
More importantly, how is he going to break these news to Elias? He needs to confirm the suspicions first before telling Elias. He is in a fragile state now.
There is no way he is going to allow him to be broken down even more.
Bruce knew that a press conference is inevitable for his mother. Elias would need to speak for his mother, he needs to be the voice. Whoever took Natalia needs to see what they have done to this poor boy. They absolutely needed to see it.
Bruce just didn't know how to rip the Band-Aid off. Should he ease Elias into it? Should he just say it outright? Either way, he needs to get it out of the way. One way or another.
That's why he led Elias outside to talk about this in the garden. All of them needed some fresh air for this conversation. Elias was confused as to what it might be, but still sat down with Bruce outside in the garden.
Bruce didn't need to be a detective to be able to tell that Elias is nervous. His hands shook a little bit and he was completely restless.
" Now, the reason I called you here is because I wanted to talk to you about a press conference for your mother. The media has slowly been getting a whiff of you being here and if you feel comfortable, I would like you to speak on her behalf, you know what I mean. " Bruce said and Elias looked down for a moment, tears welling up in his eyes.
" I mean... I would like to do it, maybe someone has seen it, but I don't think I will be able to hold it together long enough. " Elias said and Bruce smiled softly. Oh this poor kid.
" I will be right behind you. If you choose to do it of course. " Bruce encouraged and Elias gripped the ring that was hanging on a chain.
" I will have to think about it. " Elias said and Bruce nodded in understanding.
" Will it have any impact? On the investigation I mean? " Elias clarified and Bruce nodded.
" It could have. Somebody can come forward and give the police the information. " Bruce said and Elias nodded tears more obvious now. Bruce brought him into a hug, allowing him to hide his face from the outside world.
" I'm scared. " Elias admitted and Bruce squeezed him a bit tighter.
" That's okay Elias. It's normal to be afraid in this situation. You are allowed to be afraid. " Bruce said, holding a quietly sobbing Elias. And the boy didn't want to be anywhere rather than Bruce's chest. It made him feel safe and it gave him something that he didn't have.
A father figure.
His mom couldn't provide what a father figure could provide. Sure, he had Aseel, his beloved uncle who is nowhere to be found and some could consider Aseel to be a father figure, but he wasn't there enough to help Natalia. His work took him all over the world and he was only in Gotham for a week at most.
That is nowhere near enough for somebody to raise a boy.
Bruce knew that Elias didn't have a father figure. An uncle who travels a lot and is only back for a few days at most is not an adequate father figure to a growing boy. Bruce is more than happy to be the father figure that Elias needs.
" I really have to think about it. " Elias said after sitting up more straight, wiping his eyes.
" And that is okay. Just give an answer by tomorrow. " Bruce said and Elias stood up.
" I'm going back to my room. I will try to go back to sleep until lunch. " Elias announced and Bruce nodded, watching Elias walk off inside.
Elias was now bored as he walked through the manor. Everyone was home, but he was just in the mood to look around. He has tried to sleep, but couldn't.
So what better than to do then investigate? And besides, he had a lot to investigate. Manor is a huge home, almost like a castle and Elias knew that this adventurous spirit he has gotten made him a little bit more energetic than usual.
It was nice to get his mind off of things. Everyone was already home from school and it was more livelier. Elias also talked to Theo today over the phone and Theo was happy to hear that his friend was doing well.
Elias didn't tell Theo about his panic attack and he didn't tell him what he really saw in his apartment. He didn't want to worry Theo even more and he didn't want to worry himself even more.
Theo promised to help with school and the two agree that they would talk or text as much as they could. Now Elias entered what looked like a shooting range, but it didn't really look like your usual targets.
The normal shooting range has paper targets and these were very much wooden and there were still knives stuck into it. Elias was confused as to who throws knifes in this house.
And the answered had walked in the form of Jason Todd.
If Jason has been surprised to find Elias here, he hid it quickly. Elias saw a small bundle in his hands and Jason chuckled.
" I see you have found my range as I call it. " Jason said, moving past Elias to put the bundle on the table on the side of the range. He uncovered it to show of more knives.
Elias had no doubt in his mind that these are sharp beyond belief.
" I'm sor- " Elias started, but Jason quickly jumped in. " Oh no, don't worry. I don't mind it. It's not just mine, but I use it the most. I just love throwing knives and it's nice to let out some steam sometimes. " Jason said, glancing down at his knives. There was a small smile too as his finger glided over the sides of the knives.
" Have you ever thrown knives Elias? " Jason asked turning his head.
Elias shook his head. " No. Never. "
" Would you like to learn how to? " Jason asked and Elias had to nod. It was an interesting thing to him, but he never had a chance.
" I would. " Elias said and Jason waived his hand to summon him closer.
Elias walked closer to the table, looking at the blades.
" Now, here you have balanced knife. This is great for you as a beginner. You also have blade- heavy and handle-heavy. But for now, you need these. We will move on when you move from a beginner to a pro. " Jason said, taking the said blade by the handle, letting Elias take it.
Elias took it gingerly, afraid to cut himself. " Don't worry, these are dulled down. These are the same ones I used to practice. " Jason said, a warm glint in his eyes, seemingly remembering those times.
" Now. What you need to have is a stance. Move here. " Jason said and he moved Elias to a good stance. He also moved Elias' arm. " Now, there are different way of throwing for different ranges. " There is close-range, medium - range and long - range. For now, we will do close range.
After showing Elias different ways to hold a knife, Elias was allowed to throw the knives at the targets. Jason gave him a preview and Elias tried to follow but the knife didn't seem like going into the wood.
Elias would cringe at the sight of the knife bouncing back. Jason had nothing but support for Elias and would correct him when he saw something wrong.
They have been going for an hour and Elias' right arm was hurting.
" One last time. " Jason said and Elias huffed.
He looked at the target and threw the knife. He was prepared for a fail.
But it stuck. Elias did it.
Jason's mouth dropped a little and Elias let out a cheer.
" I did it! " Elias cheered for himself and Jason clapped for him.
" Good job Elias. " Jason said and Elias gave him a quick hug before leaving. Jason watched as Elias left. He couldn't help but smile a little bit. He had to admit, he was a little bit skeptical of Elias, but now he saw how genuine Elias is.
And it was nice to see Elias happy. After the disappearance of his mother, Jason was happy to see him happy, even just for a little bit.
#dc comics#dc comics x oc#batman x oc#bruce wayne x oc#red hood x oc#jason todd x oc#tim drake x oc character#red robin x oc#damian wayne x oc#robin x oc#dick grayson x oc#nightwing x oc
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Chapter nine ~ Hall of Fame
You woke up early in the day to start getting ready for reys ceremony, triple h and Stephanie had decided that they wanted the judgement day to walk out during the ceremony (I know Finn wasn't there to walk out with Rhea ,Dominik and Damian but I'm gonna act like he was). Although you all knew it was all fake you knew it was going to hurt dom to not be able to watch his dad in get inducted in person. You went to go get your hair done for the night and go get your makeup done before going to get your nails done
*time skip*
When you arrived home you ran to your closet to hide your dress from Rhea because you didn't want her to see it until right before the ceremony , but you weren't going to see hers untill then either. Rhea wasn't back from getting her makeup done yet so you decided to call Becky who you had recently become a lot closer too after bonding with her over your shared miss of your homeland
Y/n : 'hey becks'
Becky : 'hey y/n what's up?'
Y/n : 'so recently I've been thinking a lot about how much I love Rhea and how I want to spend the rest of my life with her' *you start tearing up*
Becky : 'y/n don't start crying your makeup will be ruined'
You take a minute to collect yourself before continuing talking
Y/n : ' i can't imagine losing her for even a second without it breaking my heart'
Becky : 'y/n what are you trying to say'
Y/n : ' i want to marry her becks , I can't stop thinking about her , she is the love of my life'
* Becky is now starting to tear up at this point*
Y/n : 'becky i swear to god if you start crying'
Becky : 'I'm not I swear y/n but I'm so happy for you I can't believe it'
Rheas pov ;
After getting my makeup done I was sitting in doms living room because that's where my dress is and the ceremony wasn't for another 6 hours so I decided to have a conversation with dom that had been weighing on me 'dom can we talk seriously for a minute' 'yeah of course Rhea' 'how did you know Marie was the one for you?' I ask 'I just knew , she fufills me in every way possible and makes me so happy , why?' 'I have been thinking recently and I love y/n so much , I can't go a day without her making me laugh and she makes me the happiest I have ever been , even though we aren't a couple that people expect but I can't imagine my life without her , she has changed my life so much I would do anything for her' 'Rhea what are you trying to say?' 'Dom I want to marry her , I had already been looking at rings but I genuinely want to'
*time skip to dress reveal* y/ns pov ;
You and Rhea had decided ready in your closets because they were opposite eachother so when you walk out you will see eachother straight away , as you got ready to walk out you started imagining this on your wedding day , her seeing your dress for the first time when you quickly got snapped out of it by her shouting asking if you were ready , you shout back yes and both open your doors at the same time and walk to eachother 'Demi you look amazing' you say looking into her eyes 'y/n my love you look absolutely divine.
*time skip to hall of fame after y'all had walked out* (also sorry about all the time skips)
You , Rhea , dom , Finn and Damian were all behind the curtain watching the ceremony on a monitor when you could see the admiration on doms face with a hint of sadness . You reach out and grab his arm to give him some reassurance and tell him that his dad is so proud of how far he has come and he gives you a soft smile and a thank you. Rhea wraps her arm around your waist and pulls you close to her while placing a soft kiss on your temple as you take in how gorgeous she looks.
*authors note*
So it has been a hot second but here is chapter nine , it's only half the length it was going to be but I am absolutely wrecked so I am going to split it into two , but anyways how are y'all?
I hope you have an amazing day/night 🫶
#rhea ripley x reader#wwe x reader#demi bennett#rhea ripley#rhea x reader#finn balor x reader#dominik mysterio x reader#the judgement day#wwe live#backlash#Hall of fame wwe
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Gossip Girl AU Prequel: Z After Dark Chapter 3
A Gossip Girl story ain't a Gossip Girl story without Gossip Girl herself showing up. So this is Gossip Girl's first recorded appearance in-universe. Warnings: sexual content, alcohol
This just in!! Mihawk Dracule has filed from divorce from Terra Roronoa!! As if that ain't enough, Arashi, Zs father has filed for divorce as well. Apparently, the guy filed for divorce but somehow the woman blocked it.
Great news for Z, his new music has been widely acclaimed. Now the question remains, what is Z's next move? Watch this space because things are about to get heated as the summer holidays come to a close.
And who am I? That's one secret I will never tell.
XOXO,
Gossip Girl
Zoro wakes up screaming and panicking. “Baby what’s wrong?” Sanji asks groggily as Zoro’s screams woke him up. The greenette begins to pant, gasping for air as fear begins to paralysed him. He was having yet another nightmare relating to his mum and her abuse. This one involved his mother beating and kicking him repeatedly several times. This was why he asked Sanji to stay with him.
Sanji looked at him with deep concern and cups his face in his hands. “It’s okay, baby. That woman is not here and if she dares lay a hand on you, we will make her pay.”
He then hugs Zoro who simply hugs him back, tears flowing down his eyes. His childhood robbed, his identity stolen. All he ever is is a broken boy. That little boy that used to be there died the moment that woman began her work on him.
"I...I....I don't deserve this. All this fame. All this love. Everything." Sanji hugs Zoro tight and kisses his forehead. "You are wrong Marimo. You deserve everything and much more."
The greenette could only nod whilst Sanji continues to cuddle him. Sanji can understand how it feels to be in Zoro's shoes better than anyone. He is the son of Sora who is the Queen of Pop. Imagine the big shoes he and his siblings have to fill. Plus the fact that their father, rapper Judge Vinsmoke is a deadbeat dad and an abusive bastard at that, then you have traumatized kids.
"Remember when we first met?
Sanji grins. "You made fun of my brows and called me Curly and I fired back and called you Marimo because of your hair and we had a nasty argument that day."
They both laughed. "I believe we were 6 year olds then." says Zoro. "Yeah. I think so. The fact that we are still together is funny. I mean, everyone thought we hated each other till one day out of the blue, I called you my husband."
Sanji falls over laughing. "I still can't believe you fucking said that!!"
"Got jealous because Maria kissed you." Sanji just giggles. "Jesus fucking Christ!! So that was why you pulled me away from her?!" Sanji asked. Zoro nods.
"I envied Sukuna because that bitch had rizz back then. Still fucking does. I even thought he was gonna steal you from me." Zoro admits. "So that is why you even act bitchy towards him huh?"
"That plus that was why I lost my virginity at that gay bar in Italy to Griffith. You know? That rich guy I met at the club there. He was my boyfriend for like 3 months then."
Sanji gasps. Everyone knows the Griffith story but not the full details. He never knew how wild Zoro was back then. Considering he himself did similar shit, like hello he worked at a strip club at the time so he knows the drill. But damn. "Dude!! How did you fucking sneak into a fucking gay bar?! Like you were fucking 13 then!!"
"Perona helped. That is all I can say about that. Either way, the guy was quite charming and good looking."
"Yeah but not as hot as I am right?"
"Yes."
"But what made you break up with him?"
"The motherfucker cheated on me with some French model. Like the bitch used me for cheap publicity. Not helping was Sesshomaru leaking out my private details to the press around that time."
"Now I get why we never saw you in school for years."
"Either way, that is the past. You know what? Maybe I should come back to school. But before that, we should celebrate the summer. Like I wanna do fun stuff with you my buddies. I mean, can you believe that I have never chilled in the fucking pool not even once?!"
A bright idea pops up in Sanji's mind. "I think now is the time to host a pool party."
"THAT SOUNDS AWESOME!!"
"Like we can host it this weekend. Of course we will ask Mihawk for permission. Then we will invite those that we trust. Food, booze, you name it. We will sort that. And most importantly..."
Sanji rolls them aorund so that he was on top of Zoro and kisses his lips. "I will give myself to you that day. Yes Daddy, I want you to dominate me that day and fuck me silly and make me your sugar baby officially. I want you to be the King you fucking are."
Zoro was taken aback by this at first. He did not expect Sanji to be that open about it like that. Though to be frank, he and Sanji have been acting like a couple for a long time. They never brought up the sex conversation before.
"If that is what my baby wants, then I will give it to you and spoil you rotten." Sanji giggles and proceeds to make out with him.
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Later that weekend, all of Zoro's friends get invited to the pool party that was being hosted at Mihawk's house. The media gets wind of it of course and every single blog talks about it.
Zoro no longer gives a shit. He is all about having a great time. None of the adults are around. Well, the staff are obviously but the parents are out of town so that the kids can have their fun.
"Now this is what I'm talking about!!" says Sukuna as he sips on some beer in a plastic cup. "About time Big Z hosted us properly without a certain someone breathing down our damn necks!!" says Rukia.
Zoro snorts with laughter. His eyes then fall on Sanji who was having a chat with Nami and Gojo next to the barbecue spot. Sukuna and Eren exchange smirks.
"Are they or aren't they fucking?" Usopp asked. Everyone laughs. Sanji blushes. "OI!! BITCH WHAT THE FUCK?" Zoro raises an eyebrow. "Really dude?" he says in a joking tone.
"Just what I wanna know too." Zoro rolls his eyes. Of course this motherfucker would show his dirty face at his own party. He whips around and glares daggers at a smirking Sesshomaru.
Zoro remembers the conversation he and Sanji had the night before. He no longer fears anyone anymore. "Why the fuck are you here? No one fucking invited you."
Everyone stops what they are doing and watches the drama unfold. Sesshomaru has a fake hurt expression on his face. "Oh come on!! That is no way to speak to a friend."
"You stopped being a friend the moment you leaked out my whereabouts and private information to the paparazzi and media.I also got intel that my mamma was paying you to spy on me."
Jaws drop at that revelation. "It's not what you think."
It was at this point that Zoro just explodes and goes off on him. "Or really? Oh and what about that that interview you gave where you said shit about my sex life? I get that I was underage and stuff but bitch you had no fucking right!!" Sesshomaru gets on the floor and tries to crawl away. Sanji places a hand on Zoro's shoulder. That calms him down.
"Good thing you showed your dirty face here. One less bitch left to deal with because I have already started weeding all you fake bitches out of my life which as why I never invited you!!"
He gets down on his knees, the signature Roronoa death glare in place. Compared to before, the death glare was a lot more menacing. Everyone in the room literally cowered in fear. "I suggest you and your little bitches run because if I still fucking find you bitches in here, I will not hesitate to send you bitches to hell." he says in the coldest tone he could muster.
With that, Sesshomaru and his cronies run for it. "Bet the bastard will go report to his mistress." says Sanji. "Let him. Besides, the woman has no power anymore. Either way, bae you and I got something to attend to." Zoro whispers.
Sanji grins. "Lead the way." Zoro takes Sanji's hand and pulls him away. The others snicker as they all knew what was about to happen.
Once they are in Zoro's room, Sanji locks the door behind him. Zoro grabs his lover and slams him against the wall, kissing him passionately.
Sanji lets out a moan as Zoro leaves a trail down his neck. Thankfully, they were wearing boxers which makes things easier for them. They pull down each other's boxers and move over to the bed.
Zoro crawls on top of him and stares lovingly at Sanji. "Why ain't I a lucky son of a bitch?" Sanji chuckles. "I can say the same about myself too."
The greenette gets to work and begins to kiss and bite certain parts of the blonde's skin, leaving him a moaning mess. "You are mine Sanji. Remember that." Zoro growls out. Sanji could feel his cock twitch with excitement as Zoro was now taking more control, owning his sexiness for once. He was finally maturing into the tiger that he truly was.
"Ah...Zoro...."
It seemed like the Sesshomaru incident had caused Zoro to snap as he kept on torturing Sanji but teasing him relentlessly. He spies the lube on the bedside table and grabs it. He pours a generous amount on his fingers and inserts one into Sanji's hole.
Sanji hisses in pain at first. It has been a while he has had sex. "You okay babe?" Sanji nods. "Been a while." Once he feels settled, he nods at Zoro who begins to slowly push his finger in and out of Sanji's ass.
Sanji moans in pleasure. "Fuck that feels good....." Zoro smirks and begins to get aggressive and inserts a second finger in, continue to thrust, earning more moans.
He then inserts a third one and increases his speed. "This is just the beginning bae. Once I insert my cock into you, I will make you lose your mind."
"D-DON'T TALK DIRTY LIKE THAT YOU FUCKING MOSSHEAD!!" Zoro laughs and pulls out his fingers. He then flips Sanji around so that he was on all fours. "Oh you are seriously asking for it you dirty brat!!"
He then proceeds to smack his butt real hard, earning a loud howl. Zoro continues to spank him until his asscheeks are completely red.
Sanji was happy about this. This was what he clearly wanted. He wanted Zoro to lose his mind like that and dominate him like the bad bitch that he is.
Sanji just smirks. "That all you got." Zoro raises an eyebrow. "Don't get too cocky bitch." He then spreads his ass cheeks and without warning, inserts his cock into his hole.
"AAH!!"
Zoro smirks and continues to pound into that ass without warning. "Oh my...fuck!! AH YES!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME HARD!!" Sanji screams.
"That's it you dirty slut!! Take all of me!!" He keeps on fucking the living daylights out of him. Sanji begins to cry out some incoherent gibberish as it just feels good.
Soon, Zoro hits his prostrate which makes him see stars. "AH!! FUCK!!!" Zoro keeps on attacking that same spot, pulling Sanji back and capturing his lips in a kiss. "Fuck...I...I'm getting close." With one last final thrust, both men cum at the same time.
"Wow..." Sanji says, panting. Zoro soon pulls out and falls on the bed, chuckling. "I think I overdid it."
"Nah that felt good." Zoro helps to clean them up and the two head back outside, holding hands. "So, does this make us official?" Sanji asked. Zoro grins. "Yes it does."
Meanwhile, Sesshomaru is dragged and dumped in front of Terra. "Useless fool." she says. "I couldn't kill him. Not with that many people there."
"Excuses. Excuses. Excuses." She pulls out a gun and points it at him. "Say hello to your mother for me." Without hesitation, she pulls the trigger. Sesshomaru closes his eyes and says a silent prayer, preparing for the worst only for nothing to happen.
He opens his eyes to see a flag sticking out of the gun saying "Sike." She smirks. "Be grateful I did not stoop that low." She then whispers in his ear. "You were always a more worthier son to me than Zoro anyway." With that, she walks way with her guards following her, leaving a confused Sesshomaru behind.
Things are getting out of hand here. Terra as you can see is one heck of a scary woman.
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Hey. Hey. That thing with Jotaros scars and wounds. Elaborate. Immediately.(if you want to! Please)
OHOHOOH hello there, please sure be aware that since I am unfortunately insane about jotaro this will have !!many!! spelling errors (also I just woke up).
anyways,
IM SO SO SORRY THIS CAME LATE JUKE!!!
warning spoilers for up to part 6.
I'm no medical proffesional but I just see cool wounds and think about scars which leads me to think about the consequences of those wounds, which I simply cannot comprehend.
so this all came from watching this video (well technically this is an updated one)
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hey okay so tumblr just crashed and i was left with the begining after a whole rant on this, i hate you tumblr. and i will just try to improvise here.
I had a whole thing for the WoF arc but for here i'll just do pics. (tumblr i truly despise you for what you have deleted)
DO YOU SEE THIS
THIS BOY SHOULD HAVE NOT RECOVERED THAT EASILY. Not to mention his throat's insides b u r n t to a crisp. Just from a food burn a person takes a few days to recover and feel relief in their throat. Jotaro's throat got BURNED inside and out. He can't have talked and ate that easily after that incident and I will die on the hill that jotaro's wounds still severely affect during and after sdc. I just believe that an episode to show Jotaro healing like something as simple as jotaro not talking as much as his throat got burnt really itches me.
not mention Jotaro's love to excessively bleed and hack up blood from his mouth, see exhibit 2:
(ok ^^^ this one looks worse because of the blood already in his shoulder, which i noticed gets hurt a lot aswell. And a gash that deep would cause shoulder pains, a large patchy scar and skin tissue)
ouch! people do love hurting jotaro's shoulder
sorry for the weird shot, but here's another shoulder wound for good measure. Jotaro here will get a scar similar to ones like a laceration scar around his shoulder, this may be more visible and straight, looking at how deep Anubis Polnareff hit it
oh and mouth bleeding in the same episode wow! get some rest tall child!
Talking about mouth bleeding, since Anubis Chariot got to stab Jotaro but that stab was most definitely deeper than it looks. Probably scraped his intestine or smth. And a bandage definitely won't work this time Polpol. The scar here, from what I have seen and researched (little), the scar could become patchy and uneven around that area, it could be lighter in the middle and darker patchy scars surrounding it.
Ok!!! Now the final battle with DIO. a lot of stuff to work with here again (I hate you tumblr for crashing on me and making me lose my work)
even with the books, he got multiple stab wounds to the chest, and enough to make him bleed. Per the usual scars, but it might be fainter since the books took some damage aswell.
aswell as mouth blood again
he also got a knife to the head, yes he had protection but hard enough to bleed. Did I mention the stand barrages and multiple broken bones that may had to take weeks or more to heal?
This TEENAGER survived multiple crashes into buildings, roads, signs AND run over and you're telling me he won't have any problems regarding physical health as well? This will require lots of rest and casts during the stages of healing. Not to mention the sever bruises just from this fight. Those bruises will probably take a few days or more to fully go away but it will still be sore and sensitive after that stage of healing.
Oh yea, he s t o p s h i s h e a r t. Do you know how much damage that is?
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We can see his eyes losing color, we can see how aggressively he stops his heart and pumps it again. Doing all of that in that small timeframe should cause many problems, and i'm not that smart to name all of it but brain damage is probably one of them ngl. His heart here could be, and is most likely, really damaged and sensitive. This could lead him to having some fatigue and some level of brain damage considering the immediate and drop and lack of blood flow to his brain. There's a chance that an occurrence of light headedness could happen because of brain shenanigans.
Yayayy, let's go to part 4 now! My favorite town that Araki may have lived in, Morioh!
SPOILERS NOW FOR PART 4 AND 6
For a while there are some minor injuries, just cuts on his face and other than that we got the muscle goop jotaro but Josuke healed him all up along with jotaro who had a thousand holes through him.
AND CRASHED INTO WOOD. I know josuke healed it and all but damn! That must've hurt.
THIS MAN COULDN'T EVEN STAND AFTER THAT AND KIRA SAID IT HIMSELF. HE CAN SEE RIGHT THROUGH JOTARO'S WOUNDS.
That's it for the most part for 4taro though, so we are moving the Stone Ocean!
most wounds he sustained during that part were bruises and the gunshots he got in the prisoners of love eps. But!! The Whitesnake acid is interesting because I don't think it behaves like normal acid (in which case we would've seen some pretty disturbing wounds 😬) but i'm curious if it would leave wounds, and if so, what type? We know it kills people and IS acidic so...
We also got the "JOLYNE" wound! which would leave a lighter versions of the cuts most likely in the shape of cut :), nice way to remember your daughter and feel close to her. How do I know it will end up like that? I have a knife cut myself :]
yayyyy we throat wound. I DO NOT BELIEVE THAT JOTARO COULD TALK THAT CLEARLY. Joot's throat and larynx would be ATLEAST dAMAGEDD and so would his voice. He's scar would also be lighter in color to his skin and wouldn't be as smooth, might stick out a bit in some cases.
oH, AND he's bleeding from the mouth now.
and now...the faithful attack that killed jotaro
..the eye split.. now since he's...yea kinda dead..we won't really have a scar for this one. But fret not! We have everyone survived aus so this includes stone ocean. Of course the right eye will go blind and there will be scarring on the face, it may actually not be a straighter line down Jotaro's face because as it heals, some parts are gonna heal better and will lead to unevenness maybe.
anyways im still so so sorry this came late. If you want I could provide drawing for you guys the scars for each of the wounds, I wouldn't mind :]
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I just woke up and I guess my head is far up my ass enough that I decided that I want to do media analysis of the themes of RWBY Volume 9, so you chuckle fucks are coming with me on this stupid trip
I am also pretty much stealing a lot of what I'm saying from @ohnoitstbskyen 's fantastic Boss Designs of Dark Souls 2 series, his recent analysis of Cloud Strife, and his short on the Throne of Want
(Go fucking watch his stuff if you haven't. It's really good and it helped me learn a lot about character design and media analysis)
Alright buckle up!
I think everyone at this point knows that the core theme of RWBY Volume 9 is identity and purpose, what with the afterans being unable to stop talking about purpose for more than 8 seconds
So I wanted to talk specifically about the parallels between Ruby, Neo, and Jaune's arcs, the Cat's pseudo-possession magic, and the concept of Ascension
We've been following Ruby's POV closely this entire season, with very few cut aways to any other characters. So most of us already got what the deal is with her.
Ruby believes she has failed her purpose and has lost her sense of self. She spent the last 8 seasons believing she's supposed to be the hero of the stories she grew up with.
Fight monsters, lead her team to victory, and save the day with a bright smile on her face
But things haven't been working out all that well for her. No matter how hard she tries she can't save everyone, she can't be the invincible hero she believes she should be, and the weight of the world on her shoulders is starting to take its toll
(Funny how heroism burnout seems to be a recurring theme in media nowadays)
Ruby has failed her perceived purpose, and since she has no clue who Ruby Rose IS, only who Ruby Rose SHOULD BE, she's left aimless and ripe for being manipulated into taking the ego death juice from the tree
Especially with Neo's illusions constantly reinforcing all of Ruby's worst fears. The fear that the world would be better without her. That who Ruby Rose actually is is a failure and a danger to those around her
So we can get back to Ruby's "suicide" later, for now let's focus on Neopolitan herself
Because Neo shows a different take on this issue. The loss of self not through failing your perceived purpose, but through completely fulfilling it
Ever since Roman's death Neo's sole motivation for doing anything has been taking revenge on those she perceived as being responsible for it. Namely Cinder and Ruby.
Every action she took since her reintroduction in Volume 6 has been motivated by this drive for revenge and nothing else.
And once she lands in the Ever After she decides that death isn't enough. This isn't just killing Ruby like she killed Roman. This is about destroying Ruby's identity, about erasing everything that makes her Ruby, just like Roman's death threatened to erase everything that made her Neo
And so she does. Ruby drinks the tea and is taken by the tree to Ascend, and now Neo has nothing
Her purpose is fulfilled, her mission is over, and now she's left with the question she's been avoiding since the Fall of Beacon
"Who is she without Roman?"
And she cannot answer. Without Roman and without her revenge to drive her, Neopolitan has nothing.
And an empty heart is the perfect vessel for someone else's intent.
But we'll put a pin on that for now and move on to the third character in this mess
Jaune
Oh this poor man. He is the proof that sticking to your identity and sticking to your purpose is maybe not super healthy either.
Jaune's arc (hah!) had always been that of accepting that he was not the protagonist. He isn't the hero, he isn't the badass, and this isn't his story.
And by the time we reach Volume 8 he has accepted that, he has taken up his new role as the support. His equipment and his semblance are geared towards helping other people excel and be better. He makes everyone else the protagonist.
Hell when he lands in the Ever After the world just hands him that role again by making him a supporting character in Alyx's story, but well... we know how that went
So now Jaune is left alone for DECADES! And for all those years all he has to keep him even remotely sane is that purpose. Help others!
Decades of helping the paper pleasers every day, decades of waiting for team RWBY because THEY are the real protagonists, decades of refusing to change and refusing to let anything around him change
It destroys him in the end, but at least his heart stays strong through most of it. Strong enough to resist the cat's power.
And here we are back at the Curious fucking Cat, or Kyuubey 2.0 as I like to call them.
Throughout the season we see our favorite shit cat "help" other afterans by (in their words) giving them a piece of their heart. In hindsight it's obvious what it is they were doing
It was manipulation masquerading as kindness.
They see people who struggle with a lack of purpose and intercedes by forcing their will upon them.
They do all they can to exhaust Ruby's sense of self, to shatter her heart so theirs can take over
And when that fails they turn to Neo, who is now an empty shell of who she used to be. Perfect to be filled by their will.
(god I so hope Neo is actually dead now, because if this really is possession I'm gonna be feeling sick for a while. Fucking hate this trigger, man)
(Also if you played FFVII you probably know now why I mentioned Cloud Strife at the start)
So that's all their arcs in a nutshell, but what exactly is the parallel I mentioned before?
It's change... or well, a lack of it
Not Ruby, nor Neo, nor Jaune, are capable of changing and moving on.
Ruby finds it easier to erase herself completely than to move on from her failures
Neo doesn't even consider the idea of moving on a possibility, and vehemently refuses to until her very last moments
And Jaune clings to this groundhog day that is his life, because this is the only thing keeping him going
They either refuse to change or cannot comprehend changing as an option
And that brings us to the last topic I wanted to touch on (god I really don't wanna see what the word count for this looks like)
Ascension
When an afteran loses sight of their purpose they ascend. The tree erases their memories, gives them a new purpose, and a new self to fulfill it.
This process seems to be tied to two entities: The Curious Cat AND the Blacksmith
But most importantly this is tied to CHANGE! And much like change it can be both a beneficial and dangerous force.
When we see CC using their powers it is now obvious that they're just influencing the people around them to become whatever they want them to become.
Herb is no longer useful to their plans? Off to the tree with him
They need cannon fodder to protect Ruby? Time to change that one Hawker's identity completely.
It's not about the person changing, it's always about them. They're change as manipulation and destruction. The Curious Cat is ego death, the loss of identity to the heart of another.
Then there's the Blacksmith. She seems to take a more comforting approach to change and ascension. She asks Ruby to settle down her burdens and tells her to pick a new weapon, a new her that she can be
And of course from Ruby's perspective the options she sees are those she thinks she should see. Is she supposed to be like Penny? The greatest warrior to have ever lived. Is she supposed to be Alyx? The protagonist who made her way out of this hellhole by herself. Or is she supposed to be her mother? The heroic ideal she could never live up to.
That's the thing, right? She isn't supposed to be any of them. Ruby Rose is only meant to be Ruby Rose, and I think she'll finally get to decide who that is.
As much as I have called this suicide or ego death, I don't think that that's what awaits Ruby
I think the Paper Pleasers had the right idea. They finished their job, they did what they set out to do, they were satisfied and it was time for them to move on to something else
Change won't be the end for them, it will just be a new beginning
And that's what I think Ruby needs. A clean slate and a chance to forge a new self with the help of the blacksmith
Hell that is what all three of them need
Maybe Jaune will be able to change and move on, finally letting go of the purpose he has been torturing himself with
Maybe Neo is still alive in there and will be able to kick the Curious Cat out of her body by finding something new to drive her (I would be very happy for her once I recovered from the panic and nausea)
I know this Volume has not given us much reason to be hopeful, but I also don't think CRWBY is writing angst for angst's sake. All of this has a purpose and a message
That change can be a scary thing, but it's also what you need to be able to grow
#rwby#rwby v9#rwby volume 9#spoilers#rwby spoilers#rwby v9 spoilers#rwby volume 9 spoilers#ruby rose#neopolitan#jaune arc#curious cat#sorry for the tag skyen#just wanted to send people your way#also this was an unedited stream of consciousness so uh my bad if this isn't fully coherent
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Three days wasted.
On the 4th I woke up at 1 pm so the day felt gone and predictable, I didn't know how or what to do so I got on my phone and scrolled through tik tok and we all know how that goes,15 minutes turned to 30 and 30 turns 5 hours and so on. 6 am rolled around and I was still aimlessly and shamefully scrolling. I knew that if I went to bed I would have a repeat of the day before but if I didn't I could at least get a walk and dose myself with lots of caffeine to survive until nighttime. Clearly, both ideas had their flaws but I went with the second option. It was good- I went on a 3-mile trek or at least a trek is what it felt like after being immobile and having a torn ACL not to mention the excruciating sun which ate at my skin with its heat. Anyway, I had 3 cups of coffee and took vitamins cause why not? Then I ran my mother’s errands with her came home fell asleep for 2 hours woke up to have dinner came back showered and laid in my bed contemplating life then scrolled TikTok with the guilt of life still in the back of my head. See that’s the catch I know what I want and how I want to live but because I am not living that I don't live. I’d rather disconnect and watch other people live out my dreams this creates stagnation in my life and it’s an endless cycle. Anyway, after scrolling for a bit, I put my phone down and masturb8ed because I felt like it, I can't help but feel like a criminal when I pleasure myself, but maybe that's due to the unfortunate sexual trauma of the past or that my mom caught me masturb8ing at 15 and interrogated me on my sexual relations when the truth was I had never had sex but I had been molested in the recent, at the time, past. I don't know why I did it maybe I wanted to see if I was capable of pleasure? I don't know that's not really something I feel like getting into right this second, perhaps for a future post, we can dive into that whole experience because there is so much more I want to expand on but I digress. The point is I went back to scrolling (after I washed up again I'm not an animal) (even where I’m anonymous I still feel like I need to explain myself) and stayed up until 4 am even though I knew how tired I was. I woke at 2 pm and repeated the 4th, I hate that I live this way, I’m trying to break out of it. Things are looking up though, currently, I’m onboarding for a new job I’m actually excited about. Thank the higher powers or co-creators that it is out of the restaurant/fast food industry because that was a truly troubling time. This job truly feels like a ticket to the life I want to live. I can get my place and make enough money to travel and I feel like this is what I’m supposed to do next, I’m seeing the angel numbers, ifykyk. I’m thinking of starting content creation on TikTok because I know the doors it can open for me with the proper dedication and creativity. I also love how work can be as creative as I am and I can be my boss, The only thing is I care too much about what people think, but I need to get over myself. I got this! And I’m so sorry if you can relate to the sadder parts of this post, I know it's hard but have grace with yourself this is your first time living (unless you believe in reincarnation, which I do but I think I am a young and old soul in different ways, so a middle-aged soul). I know I’m in no position to be giving advice but truly do what makes you happy and get screen limitation like I did, if we want to change our lives we ourselves have to change. And remember you miss 100000% of the shots you don't take. Just say Fuck it and do it, DREAM BIG.
“Never give up on something you can't go a day without thinking about” -Winston Churchill
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yo..if you're the professor....can i be your struggling student 🤨🤨 can we schedule an after class tutoring session....🤨🤨
I HOPE I'M DOING AN ALRIGHT JOB AT MAKING YOU FEEL BETTER??? and thank YOU for talking to me ilysm
I SLEPT ALRIGHT BUT I WOKE UP BECAUSE MY DUMBASS CAT DECIDED THAT MY CHEST WAS A GREAT PLACE TO MAKE BISCUITS ON (???)
okay woozi liking ari, bruno, and justin is VERY k-idol of him... but nasty is a diff level. bro is actually secretly v horny and you cant convince me otherwise.... you're doing detective level work brie thank you for bringing me this info 😂 truly an imaginer...
NOOO A FOREST VENUE ISN'T LAME WTF THAT'S SO MAGICAL UR RIGHT!!!! okay but wouldn't a wedding in the snow be SO cold LMAOOOO the bridesmaids would need parkas or something smh
I'M GLAD I INTRODUCED YOU TO A MEME THAT MADE YOU LAUGH PLS LAUGH MORE, YOU DESERVE IT
and I'VE HEARD OF GG I'VE JUST NEVER READ IT... from where i am it's pretty popular...
OH MY GOD ZACHARY GOODE SOUNDS SO COOL AND PERFECT WTF....WHAT DOES HE LOOK LIKE?? LIKE HOW DID THE AUTHORS DESCRIBE HIM
why does netflix always take the best shows off bro....i haven't finished bloodhounds yet and istg if they take it off before i finish i'm actually going to riot... BUT THANK YOU!! I WILL WATCH DOCTOR WHO AND SUPERNATURAL WHEN I GET MY SCHOOLWORK DONE LMAOOOO
wait...will supernatural ever do a con wherever you are?? like if it's a show based in the US then surely they would do something there.. (im assuming ur from the US but if you're not then sorry..)
THANK YOU FOR REINFORCING MY IDEA HJGHWJKGHK I WAS SO NERVOUS SENDING THAT ASK I MIGHT AS WELL HAVE BEEN SHAKINH😭😭
no but he just responded....HE IS ANNOYING THANK YOU. WHY CAN'T I APPRECIATE MY GUY FRIEND IN PEACE. like when he responds he always gives me like a slightly flirty/playful answer but it's either REALLY later (like 6+ hours) or like right away. no inbetween. the most he's waited before texting me is 1 day, but if we count the days where he left me on read, then like 3. like wtf. AND THANK YOU FOR LISTENING LGOIWJGWOIGJ I WILL DEFINITELY UPDATE YOU IF ANYTHING HAPPENS <33 im scared that people get annoyed when i talk about it SO PLS TELL ME IF IT'S TOO MUCH
also that's one hell of a story....how are you dealing with this so well??? i would've just quit and moved to another city LMAOOO
ben being a capricorn is so funny because every capricorn i've met has been like him...okay but wtf. he cheated on his (ex)gf with a FRESHLY 18 YR OLD??? see, usually you have to see how people you're friends with act around other people, but how tf is he gonna act all dandy with you (and other friends) but then do that to his gf??? he's fishy man...be careful
are blake and nam an item or are they just friends?? and how weird is WEIRD for a group of friends...as in like- you guys are all an odd pairing or are you guys just silly billys 😋😋
and wtf?? leaving emilee after she planned the hangout?? that is really shitty..
i'm sorry that you're feeling depressed man :(( i can't do much more than just be rlly supportive but just know that heart palpitations anon believes in you!! you're not annoying for being excited (which is completely human), so don't forget that!!!
i'm responding as i read rn but like....rachel and sophia do seem like....a little bit of a problem... SORRY IF THIS IS COMPLETELY UNSOLICITED AND OUT OF LEFT FIELD BUT LIKE....THEY'RE DOING ALL THAT FOR WHAT. sounds like a power trip to ME
maybe people aren't mad at you??? no offense girlie, but it sounds like they all have their own problems that they're dealing with by taking their frustrations out on you and the people around you..and can you leave your psychiatrist?? i mean if it's not working for you, surely there can be ways around it right? my friend has SUPER bad anxiety, and they got rebellious and stopped taking their high dosage meds and they literally said that was the first time in ~4 years that they truly felt alive, so maybe it'll help you??
you are NOT a narcissist girlie...this is exactly the type of stuff you would discuss with a therapist, and since you can't find one, you talk to your friends abt it!! it's totally normal, especially when you're in THIS many stressful situations!! you're SO normal and honestly, if i were you, i'd cry a lot too, so you're actually doing great brie. like genuinely, you're so strong
hey,, if you're gonna reject someone, make sure you guys aren't ever alone together in case they get violent :( stay safe!!
IT'S NOT FAIR THAT THEY'RE MAD AT YOU??? if they get jealous or weirded out because you're having a good time with a 'weird' group of friends, then it's not your problem atp...but if all of them are kiiiinda shitty people, then i could see why they think its weird. if they're nice people, then it's rachel and sophia's problem!!
I'M ALWAYS OPEN TO HEARING U TALK ABOUT ANYTHING STRESSFUL!!! pls go ahead and talk about yourself because it's obvious that no one else wants to listen to you :(
you didn't go overboard!! let it all out girlie i love people that explain everything because i am NOSY
remember, if you talk to someone who likes to get tired of people, don't chase them ;( i know it hurts a lot, especially if you literally love them, but if they truly valued you, they wouldn't just...up and leave, ykwim? its like manifesting stuff ig? if it's not meant for you, then it's not. if it is, then it is!! you gotta win the idgaf war brie 😤😤
-lots of support from 🫨 anon <3
Of course omg Office Hours once a week at 2:00am :)
YOU ARE ALWAYS THANK YOU ILYSM2
NOT TO BE ON YOUR CATS SIDE BUT I WOULD BE SO TICKLED IF MY CAT WOKE ME UP LIKE THAT THATS SO CUTE
OKAY I'M SO GLAD YOU GET IT PEOPLE LOOK AT ME LIKE IM DUMB WHEN I AM TRYING TO EXPLAIN THIS SHIT TO THEM LIKE I ANALYZE HIS PLAYLISTS I'M OBSESSED. THANK YOU FOR VALIDATING AND UNDERSTANDING MY OBSESSION
OKAY IT WOULD BE COLD BUT ALSO MAGICAL HAHA YOU ARE RIGHT THOUGH HAHA I HADN'T ACTUALLY THOUGHT ABOUT THAT
YOU DESERVE IT I HOPE I MAKE YOU LAUGH TOO
YOUVE HEARD OF IT???? ITS POPULAR WHERE YOU COME FROM THAT'S CRAZY WHAT THE FUCK
UHM DARK BROWN HAIR AND GREEN EYES IF I REMEMBER ACCURATELY!!
NO LITERALLY bout to be really mad at netflix I think they just removed my favorite cdrama too
SUPERNATURAL USED TO DO CONS IN THE US YEAH BUT SINCE IT ENDED THEY HAVEN'T BEEN DOING THEM AS MUCH and I was in highschool at the crux of them doing cons and so I never got to go cause who was gonna take me you know.
IM SORRY YOU WERE NERVOUS HAHA DONT BE NERVOUS SENDING ASKS
BOOOOOO YOU SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO APPRECIATE YOUR GUY FRIEND AND ALSO WHAT THE FUCK he should respond more often... THREE DAYS ON READ IS TOO MUCH. I WILL TELL YOU IF I GET ANNOYED BUT ALSO I WONT GET ANNOYED
please don't say that i want to quit and move to another city SO BADLY it's my first INSTINCT IM SO SERIOUS I DONT WANT TO DEAL WITH ANY OF THIS
ALSO OH MY GOD I FORGOT I TOLD YOU EVERY SINGLE DETAIL
HE IS FISHY THOUGH I AGREE.... DONT WORRY THOUGH I am always cautious with him
THEYRE JUST FRIENDS HAHA AND THEYRE BOTH RLLY STRAIGHT AND BLAKE IS IN A LONG-TERM RELATIONSHIP WITH SOMEONE HOW
and we are all an odd pairing! like no one at work would be like yeah those people should and do hang out cause why would we
RIGHT IT WAS SO SHITTY
thank youuuu
I THINK IM THE PROBLEM they are very intune with their emotions and healthy and adult and I'm still silly brie who cries over fanfictions, makes friends with toxic people, and makes mean jokes
I WOULD LEAVE HIM BUT I LIKE HIM EVEN THOUGH I DON'T LIKE HIM I actually go crazy without my medicine. the last time I wasn't on meds for my mania I didn't sleep for like three days straight, I ALSO can't sleep without my sleep meds, and I went without my anxiety meds for two weeks and was basically unable to do anything it was BAD BUT ONCE I GET OUT OF SCHOOL AND MOVE ILL BE SO MUCH LESS STRESSED SO
i am a litttllleee bit of a narcissist BUT THANK YOU
and i didn't reject him. I still need to. I am leading him on AHHHH
THANK YOU FOR READING ALL OF THAT CAUSE OH MY GOD WHY DID I GENUINELY DROP EVERY DETAIL (I was not on my anxiety meds) you're rightttt though you're righttttt I WILL DO MY BEST TO WIN THE IDGAF WAR THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT
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