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qqueenofhades · 1 year

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Hi! This is not relevant to your current political discussions at all and you def don't have to answer this! But you're the only person I know who is an Academic™ and I was hoping for some input from somebody with a more balanced view of college education. For some context: I enrolled in a VERY shitty online college when I was 16 and entirely screwed my chances of getting freshman scholarships to other colleges now that I'm 18 and trying to switch schools. Additionally, that college only has national accreditation and not regional so my credits won't transfer anywhere and my family's EFC is too high to get any federal help. (but my parents don't actually have money to help me pay for school)

All of this puts me in a super fun situation where I can't get almost anything except for competitive private scholarships and student loans. So it seems like I have 2 options: (1) I could take out thousands in student loans to go to a cheap university out of state (living with my brother to save on dorming) and get my bachelor's degree or (2) Go to my local community college, try to get their institutional scholarships, and probably get through college without debt. Big downside to this is that I would probably end up living at home and that's the very last thing I wanted.

I'm obvs not asking you to make a decision for me, but I was hoping you'd have some input that could help. I'm really worried that if I go to cc that I'll end up in another dead end job making $12 an hour like most people around me, but I also don't know if 20k+ in student loan debt for a degree is worth it when college degrees are (according to the headlines) getting less valuable in the job market. Any thoughts??

P.s. I'm going for Business Management

P.p.s. I promise I'm not a capitalistic monster

Aha, welp. This is indeed a super fun situation (not), and I understand your dilemma, so let's see if we can think it through together.

As someone else who was also DESPERATE to get away from home and live elsewhere during college, I understand the feeling that living at home, and/or attending a community college, would be a terrible disappointment. However, while you might not qualify for federal student aid or government programs, there is often other funding available to help students like you. It might not be full-scholarship-level money, but if you search for educational/student resources for your city/state and see what comes up, you might be presented with some other options. There are foundations, grants, funds to help students who fell through the financial-aid cracks, and while it might not cover everything and you would still have to end up taking out some loans, it would at least be a boost. Competitive private scholarships are often awarded on merit, which can be tough and feel like there's no way you'll measure up, but there ARE community organizations and local lawyers/advocates/educational professionals who are able to help and/or get you some award money on a need basis. So yes, do a little Google digging and see what comes up. Of course, you need to make sure that these resources are legitimate and not like the crappy online college, but that can be done.

Likewise, and while I fully understand that my 18-year-old self would have HATED to hear this: getting through college without debt is not to be underestimated, even if it means you have to live at home for a few more years. If you have to get an associate's degree and possibly work part-time while you're doing it, well, that is an option and might even allow you to save a little money (instead of emerging from college dead-broke like uh, most people). While community college is sometimes looked down on as a "lesser" or "inferior" education (which is stupid), that certainly doesn't mean it has to be a dead end, especially if you take advantage of career counseling, liaisons with local businesses or internship placements, and in general seek opportunities outside of just your main program. There are certainly ways to be proactive about getting both a classroom and a practical education, even if it's not the original degree program or school that you saw yourself attending, so yeah.

Also: you mention attending a cheap university out of state, but is there anything in-state that might work for you? Public universities generally offer lower tuition to in-state residents, so if you do have your heart set on moving away from home and getting a bachelor's degree, you could still explore what options might be available to you in a state university system. You should also email admissions, financial aid, or student-services officers at those institutions, explain your situation, and see what they suggest. They might have internal resources that they can connect you with, you might be able to use high school grades to qualify for some school-specific scholarship money, or anything else. You would be surprised what can happen if you take the initiative and ask for it, because there are certainly plenty of resources inside a university that don't get advertised or public-faced, but are there to be used in some shape or form.

Anyway: these are things for you to think about, and to at least give you something to do to make sure that you've explored all your options before deciding one way or the other. I will say that getting a college degree without debt is something that you should definitely consider, even if it means you might be at home for a few more years (and believe me, I ABSOLUTELY understand the "I've got to get out now!!!" feeling and I know it sucks). But there are certainly other resources for you to explore if you do want to get a bachelor's, and if worse comes to worse, well, you'll have student debt. Lots of other people do as well, and there are flexible repayments, income-driven repayments, and other systems for managing it long-term. It's not ideal, but it's still an option and doesn't have to be the ultimate factor on you deciding what works best and what you want to do.

Good luck!

#anonymous #ask #school stuff

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limalatina · 3 months

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Would you rather: reveal your search history or your camera roll to the world?

Both would raise questions I can't answer without a lawyer present, so I'm not at liberty to say. I won't even hand my phone to someone who hasn't been personally vetted.

#𝐯.⠀ ⸻⠀ ❝⠀ask!#( ✎﹏﹏﹏ inbox is full. )#she's only half joking #also why do i have 40 new asks 💀

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beautifulpersonpeach · 2 years

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BPP, I keep going back to 2022 festa and can't believe nobody saw this coming. Did RM really hate the music they were making? Did he hate himself for so long and we never saw it? It breaks my heart to bits to imagine them suffering like this. I find myself hating HYBE more and more for forcing them to remain in the band. Who knows how else the company has been controlling them behind the scenes. I think people who called out HYBE when Dynamite was released were right. BTS need to leave BigHit and show they won't be controlled by anyone. Who do you think was behind BTS' break decision? And if your answer is military enlistment then why didn't they mention it in the festa dinner?

Rewriting this answer three times because Tumblr glitches kept deleting the whole thing…

Hi Anon,

I let your ask sit for some days before answering, because my first instinct was to just link their Festa Dinner and ask you to watch it. But I don't think that would be very helpful. So instead I’ll just share a different perspective of what a healthy working relationship can look like, because that’s essentially the crux of your question.

In K-pop (and the Western music industry), it's normal for idols/artists to be at odds with their company. SM Entertainment for example probably holds the record for the most number of lawsuits idols have filed against an agency, and if we take a look at the proportion of people who are fans of SM groups within the wider k-pop fandom, I'd guess they'd account for almost 50% of the whole space - there's a lot of them. So when k-pop fans default to thinking BTS must be constantly butting heads with their management in a way that's detrimental to the guys, these k-pop fans have seen a lot of examples and have a whole industry's worth of reasons to think so.

The kicker is, for anybody who actually follows BTS and their relationship with Bang PD and HYBE, especially for the last five years, they'd know it's unlikely to see a massive fallout such as the sort seen with EXO, happen with BTS.

[ Consider how when BTS renewed their contract with more than a year to go in 2018, it was highlighted they negotiated their contracts without even having lawyers present, just to express how amicable that process was.

Consider how when JTBC in December 2019 claimed BTS was planning to sue BigHit, it was ARMY out in front asking for receipts while the rest of the industry and other k-pop fans took it as a given. Less than 24 hours later when BTS members, their parents, and BigHit released statement refuting that report and JTBC had to publicly apologize, k-pop fans were confused, and many netizens were surprised that rather than attack BigHit when the news broke, ARMY had gone after JTBC seeking receipts and asking for whatever actual verifiable information the media house had to base their report on. ]

It's possible to read and hear about BTS disagreeing with their company and not think they're about to file a lawsuit. Imagine any other scenario where people would hear, "we were not all in agreement about doing this song [Dynamite] at first", and think that the guys involved were coerced and exploited into the decision. Based on what they all said during the dinner, the boys are very heavily involved in the direction their music takes. Their own opinions on the songs they're making helps determine the output, and naturally by now, they'd be used to navigating their various viewpoints on a song alongside their producers and this is even more so for viewpoints on their career. Wouldn't all this extremely unlikely to happen under tyrannical management? Think about it. This is a perspective I think is obvious, but in some parts of the internet this is a perspective that earns me the label of 'company stan', since it’s hip to be anti-capitalist in the 21st century and it's a fact corporations are evil, employees have no free will, and contracts are soul-bound so people have no room nor ability to maneuver around while in them.

But even then, in business and corporate settings, compromise happens daily and it doesn't mean any of these adult men are being mistreated, coerced, or controlled by a nebulous corporate entity. I don't think you have nearly enough information to determine they need to leave their company.

I've rambled a lot so I'll try to be brief and say the rest of what I think in point form.

"Who do you think was behind BTS' break decision?"

BTS.

- RM. Edited transcript of the Festa Dinner. Translation credit: @/winterlyblooms

And this is before we consider that the boys had planned to take a break before 2020, before Dynamite. Their sentiments in Map of The Soul: 7 were alarming the first time a lot of us in the fandom heard them, because unlike prior years, those sentiments were more explicit and were laid out so clearly.

We know how involved they are in making this music, so then we had to wonder: if they were really tired, if they really feared they could lose direction, if they were really losing their love for this.

BTS had planned to tour every corner of the planet they could get to, "burn like crazy then crash", Jin would go to the military by the end of 2020, and they'd focus on their solo music.

But then the pandemic happened, their tour was first postponed, then cancelled. They had planned to expand their reach worldwide by going on their biggest tour yet, but when COVID made that impossible, they switched strategies and instead decided to target the largest music market in the world: the U.S. Dynamite exploded and the Korean government postponed Jin's expected enlistment date. That year, BTS also became the first k-pop group in history receive a Grammy nomination.

So BTS gave it another whirl on Butter/PTD with RM hoping that in the meantime, maybe he'd be able to figure out a way forward for the group. But he couldn't and it makes sense that he couldn’t. These are adult men, many of whom have become artists in every sense of the word, they have an identity and need an outlet. They each need an opportunity to showcase who they’ve become, and they need to experience the challenge of being on one's own to grow in any real sense. In my humble opinion.

“And if your answer is military enlistment then why didn’t they mention it during the dinner?”

My answer isn’t military enlistment though I think it’s definitely a factor here. BTS were initially due to begin their service by end of 2020, before their government modified that law on their behalf given their accomplishments. It’s entirely reasonable for BTS to not talk about it during the dinner. Aside from the fact that the subject of enlistment is besides the point, mentioning it would only distract from the issues the boys were trying to communicate. I mean, we’ve all seen the fallout in Korea from the Festa Dinner without BTS mentioning the military. All it would’ve done is add fuel to the bonfire of pundits, commentators, and K-pop fans prone to ‘discourse’ picking these boys apart just to spread the exact opposite of what the boys actually mean, for the rest of the population to dissect them further.

"can't believe nobody saw this coming."

I don't think anybody knew they'd talk about it and announce it during the Festa dinner, but practically all of what was discussed during the dinner are issues many ARMYs were well aware of. Just see the first link in my pinned post. So while it's true 'nobody saw this coming' in terms of the specific timing, many in the fandom had been expecting this news for some time. BTS have been talking about their career in terms of 'two chapters' since late 2019 and every Vlive RM has done since December 15, 2019, has touched on the issues discussed during the Festa 2022 Dinner.

"Did RM really hate the music they were making? Did he hate himself for so long and we never saw it?"

These are two very different questions but the short answer to both is no.

All this to say, Anon, you're free to feel however you feel about HYBE. It's a corporation that does as corporations do. The last two years have been really something of an anomaly for BTS. I think everyone can agree on that note, but the reason why the last two years seemed so weird is what BTS explained to ARMY during Festa. If all you got from that was the narrative of Draconian top-down control over BTS to the point they are neglected, abused, and otherwise mistreated, to the point they need to leave the company... that narrative has no basis in reality, certainly not for the last 5 years. And the 2022 Festa Dinner (and everything that’s happened since then) is one of the best examples why.

#bts chapter 2 #bts enlistment #bts #2022 festa #bts fandom

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midnightsandmadness · 9 months

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This ask is me wanting to hear you rant about your current project! Favourite characters, the annoying ones, the coolest things in your world, and some really cool quotes you wrote! And - what's your favourite thing about getting to write?

Ah, this is so fun, thank you!

My current character obsession has to be Aaron, my main character's brother. At the beginning of the novel, the two haven't spoken in years, since the day Aaron graduated from high school. Ryland was thirteen at the time, and Aaron and him had been talking about leaving together since they were children. Aaron is supposed to take Ryland with him when he goes, but all he gets is a note.

Years later, Ryland also left when he turned eighteen and graduated. Their mother is abusive and though the father doesn't participate directly, he turns a blind eye to all of it. He returns when a lawyer contacts him, informing him of both his parents' death and the need to have both brothers present for the reading of the will.

On Aaron's side of things, he left without Ryland because he snapped that day. The anger that seemed to always be a part of him sharpened, lashed out. He nearly killed someone in his rage. He can't believe what he's done. He panics, calls 911 and waits until the ambulance gets there. He runs away. He's always known this was a problem, but he thought he could fight it. Could wrestle it into submission if it meant he could protect Ryland. He didn't want to be their mother, but how was he any better.

He's scared and can't face it. But at the start of the novel, he's been in therapy for three years. He's taking classes to be a lawyer, while working in finance at an office. He's engaged to a woman he loves (and I Love her so much lmao. She's very protective of him, and considering Ryland is sarcastic and very bitter about the entire thing he's giving shit to Aaron every time they see each other. Or flat out avoiding him. She finally tells him she won't be hearing any of that shit while she's around. In a more empathetic way lmao)

And yeah, essentially, he's put in a ton of work to better himself, and it took a long fucking time to pull himself out that anger and everything. Now he just wants a relationship with Ryland. Whatever Ryland is willing to offer, even if that's just sarcastic and sometimes mean spirited jabs.

(thank you again for the ask!! It means so much! Sorry it took me a while and I know I didn't answer everything! I wanted to but this would've ended up the length of a small novel so I'm cutting myself short lolol)

#writblr #ask #original writing #creative writing #rambling about writing

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whimsicallyreading · 3 years

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For Day 29 of Rowaelin Month

“A song fic-“

The song- “Always Been You” by Quinn XCII

CW- Mentions of miscarriage and divorce

"I can't believe you right now."

Rowan looks at his wife in frustration. She's sitting at the end of their bed, staring listlessly at the wall. The skirt of the red dress she's wearing is wrinkled, and his heart aches when he notices the mascara marks on her cheeks.

"Aelin," Rowan tries again to reach for her, but she leans away from his grasp.

"No, Rowan. I'm done."

Rowan takes a long swing from the beer in front of him. The time on his phone alerts him that he's spent most of the evening sulking at his bar.

The guys had invited him to dinner, but Rowan hadn't felt like going in light of his current situation. Instead, choosing to meander to the shady little pub they'd passed by coming from the airport.

His lawyer had sent him numerous emails. Documents to sign, agreements to approve, and papers he needed to read through before sending them to the judge.

Divorce was a pain, and Aelin wasn't making it easy.

"Hey, bud. I thought I might find you here." Fenrys slides onto the barstool next to his.

Rowan sighs and rubs the lines forming on his forehead. "Well, I thought it was obvious I didn't want company."

"Too bad. Drinking alone isn't a good look on you." Fenrys raises a hand and motions for another round of beers. "How are things going with ya know?"

"Shitty. She's never paid a dime of rent on that apartment, but she wants the lease signed into her name and for me to front the first four months of rent." Rowan cracks a peanut between his finger. He has no intent to eat the growing pile in front of him. He just craved the satisfaction of breaking something.

"Well, have you talked to her about that?" Fenrys frowns in sympathy, knowing how equally attached both parties were to the little rental.

Rowan laughs mirthlessly. "No, she said that it was better if our conversations were mediated. I always knew Aelin was catty, but she's acting like such a-"

"Don't." Fenrys gives Rowan a severe look. "I know you are upset, but don't start saying shit you'll regret."

Rowan pauses and reluctantly nods his agreement. It's the alcohol talking. He knew the problems that had festered his marriage were predominantly his responsibility.

He takes a deep breath, but a heaviness seems to keep the air from reaching his lungs fully. The weight was slowly becoming too familiar, starting the day Aelin had presented him with the papers.

Rowan wishes he'd done more. Wishes he'd paid more attention and seen the signs of Aelin's unhappiness.

The day Aelin had broken down in their bedroom had been a cold wake-up call but by then? It was already too late.

"You missed our anniversary Rowan." Aelin shouts and pulls her heels off angrily.

Rowan picks up a shoe and tries to hand it back to her. "I know. I'm sorry. It's not too late, though. We can still go out? There's still time to salvage-"

Aelin turns away from him and seems to fold in on herself. Rowan wants to reach out. He wants to hold her, but something dark is building in the air.

"I don't want your leftovers, Rowan," Aelin whispers. "That's all I get anymore—your leftover time. Your leftover attention. Whatever leftover resentment you bring home from work."

"Aelin-" he tries to cut off her depressive spiral, but she's not finished.

"You used to call me during the day." Aelin's voice cracks, and he realizes she's crying. "Every day, you would call me on your break. Now you don't even call when you leave town."

"Baby, just listen to me." He puts his hands on her shoulders, but Aelin breaks his grasp to turn around and look at him.

"Is there someone else?" Her eyes are wide and vulnerable. So unlike his regular Aelin."

"What?" His brain is struggling even to formulate a reply. Rowan's lack of response only causes Aelin to worry more.

Something in her cracks. There's a quiver to her lips, and her face drains of color. "Oh. Oh no."

"Aelin. I swear there is no one else." Rowan finally says, but it's too late.

"Is," Aelin presses the heels of her hands against her eyes. "Is it because I lost the baby?" She sucks in a hiccupping breath. "You've always wanted kids. So did I, but my fucking body doesn't work."

Aelin closes her eyes, and Rowan knows she's speaking more to herself than him, but her words gut him just the same. "My body doesn't work right. I keep giving us false hopes and wasting money on pregnancy tests. Of course, you would look for a woman who can give you what you want."

He's surprised by the sudden flare of anger in him. "Don't put words in my mouth. That will never be your fault."

They'd known right from the start their journey to parenthood would be a long one. Aelin had a family history of complicated fertility. It had seemed so trivial when they got married. Yet even knowing there could be issues, nothing quite prepared them for the pain of a miscarriage.

Aelin sniffles, unable to force back her grief, "But you resent me. Don't you?"

Rowan doesn't reply.

"It's rough," Rowan admits out loud. "I let a lot get left unsaid. I was hurt and pushed her away. Now she won't even speak to me without a lawyer present."

Fenrys nods, "It's all probably for the best. Once this is over, you guys can put this drama behind you."

"I wish it were that easy," Rowan knocks back the rest of his beer. He grimaces at the drink. It's not taking hold quickly enough.

Fenrys raises an eyebrow. "You both will be able to shut the book on this chapter of your lives and move on? Considering how bloody you two have been fighting, it sounds ideal."

They sit in silence. Fenrys takes the peanut basket away from Rowan and picks at the shells. The bartender comes by, and disgruntledly eyes Rowan's pile of crumbs as he orders a whiskey neat.

Fen was like his little brother, but Rowan found it hard to admit his real problem to him aloud. "I still love her."

The basket goes flying over the side of the counter, and Fenrys chokes on his beer. "What?"

Rowan can't look him in the eye, "We lost a baby. It was early. Aelin didn't want to tell everyone. Three years we tried to get pregnant, and finally, a test comes back positive. She was so happy."

"Shit," Fenrys says quietly. "I'm so sorry."

"It was there, and then it was gone. I thought Aelin was fine. She cried for a week, but then it was like a switch flipped, and she was back to normal." Rowan clenches a napkin in his fist. "I was devastated. It hurt like hell, but I didn't want to send her back into a depression." Rowan shakes his head at how stupid he'd been. "So I put some distance between us. I didn't want her to think I was upset with her."

"I didn't feel better," Rowan sips the whiskey, relishing the warmth. "It made me mad that she got over it so quickly, and I couldn't. I didn't realize that I was growing that space between us. I didn't understand how much guilt she harbored and that she tried to be strong for me. Not until she broke."

"We fought. I said all the wrong things. Aelin couldn't take it anymore, she left, and I didn't stop her." Rowan leans his head on his hands and elbows against the counter. "She's the love of my life, and I watched her walk out the door."

Fenrys sucks in a breath and sighs. "You are my best friend, and I mean this in the most loving way possible. Why the hell are you here?"

"What?" Rowan looks at Fenrys annoyed face.

"Get out of here. Go. I'll tell the boss you have ebola or some shit." Fenrys fishes his wallet out and throws cash on the bar. "I'll even cover the tab. Just leave. Now."

"What? I don't understand?"

Fenrys looks at Rowan like he's stupid. "No offense, but you are about as interesting as a brick wall. The fact you caught a girl like Aelin is astonishing. If you love her, are you honestly going to let her go on being miserable?"

"She's not miserable," Rowan scoffs.

Fenrys laughs bitterly. "You forget I'm pals with Aedion too? Aelin winds up at his house almost every evening crying her eyes out. You two are still hopelessly in love. You're just dumb and badly in need of a good conversation."

"Aelin is upset?" A sense of disbelief washes over him.

"Yes! She misses you, but she's under the impression you are off sleeping around." His face saddens. "I told Aedion you weren't. He knows I go on all of these trips with you. Aelin's just upset you're gone and needs to believe in something that can help her let go."

Rowan stands up, swaying. "I have to go."

"Hell yeah, you do. Give Aelin my love," Fenrys waves as Rowan vates the bar like a hawk out of hell.

Aelin sets the stack of papers in front of him.

Rowan had been camping out in his office ever since there disaster of an anniversary. He'd texted a few times, but every time they talked, it was like relighting a fuze. Things weren't getting better.

"What are these?" Rowan asks without looking up from his screen.

"Your ticket to freedom," Aelin sits in the chair across from him.

She looks thin, thinner than she did when Arobynn was her foster father. It physically hurts Rowan that he's causing her that kind of stress. Glancing at the papers, she slapped in front of him. His blood becomes like an ice river through his body. "Aelin-"

"I'm not the one for you. That's apparent now. I won't hold you hostage in a marriage that you aren't happy in." Aelin blinks, and a tear slides down her face. He wants to wipe it away, but he's beyond angry. She was giving up on them.

"If this is what you want," Rowan slides the papers towards him and pulls out a pen.

Rowan is racing the familiar paths to their apartment. He doesn't care that it's almost four in the morning. The plane ride between Perranth and Ornyth is mercifully short, but he can't force himself to wait another minute.

"Aelin," he yells through their door. "Baby, answer me. Open the door."

Rowan's fists tap a consistent rhythm on the door, and his heart skips a beat when a bedraggled Aelin finally appears. "Rowan, do you know what time it is?"

She's in a pair of grey flannel pajamas, not one of her usual silky numbers. Aelin's eyes are red around the edges, and her face is still dewy from the excessive amount of lotion he knows she loves to put on. Rowan knows all of her routines. All of her favorite outfits, comfort movies, and best memories. He knows the scar she has on her left hand from an abusive foster father. Rowan remembers how the bridge of her nose wrinkles when she's upset in the same spot her cousin's does.

He knows everything about her, because not only were they husband and wife, they were best friends.

How could he have let that go?

Before Aelin can ask any more questions, Rowan has swept her into his arms. "I missed you so damn much."

"Rowan, have you been drinking?" Aelin asks in a voice cracked with emotion.

His hands are running up her back, and his knows burrows into her hair. He's always loved the smell of her jasmine shampoo. "Fireheart, I never resented you for losing the baby."

"Rowan, I don't want to talk about this," Aelin tries to push him away, but he squeezes her into his chest, and she melts.

That had been his mistake. He should have held Aelik like this and never let her go on pretending to be happy. How could he know everything about this woman and not have seen past her facade? She'd suffered. His own pain had blinded him.

"Aelin, I've made so many mistakes lately." Rowan rubs the back of Aelin's neck the way she likes, and he can feel the sobs starting to build up inside of her. "But the greatest shame of my life is not being there for you when you needed me. I was stupid, Fireheart. I'm not going to be stupid any longer. This separation can't go on, we aren't any happier for it, and I can't live knowing I'm away from the other half of my soul."

Aelin cracks, and he can feel the tears wetting the front of his shoulder. "You were never home. I thought there was someone else, someone who could give you the things you wanted because I can't."

Her whole form is shuddering his arms, and Rowan squeezes tighter as if he can hold her broken pieces together. "It's always been you. I don't care if we adopt or never have any kids at all. All I need is you, baby. You are all I've ever needed."

Suddenly, hands are in Rowan's hair as Aelin crushes their lips together. The kiss is frantic, a relief of the stress they'd carried upon their shoulders.

"I missed you too," Aelin whispers in between kisses. “Gods I mussed you so much.”

The rest of their night is filled with soothing words, frantic kissing, and murmured apologies. Rowan kisses the tears from her cheeks and Aelin looks into his eyes like she’s home. Nail dig into skin as they promise never to be apart again.

For the first time in months they sleep in the same bed. Rowan sinks into a deep restful sleep with his wife in his arms once more. He loves the way her cold toes search out his heat. How Aelin fits so perfectly against his chest. When he wakes up and she’s still there, his heart nearly features from relief.

After months of pain, it's the beginning of their walk towards healing.

The days after aren't perfect. They had legal issues to sort back out, more problems to lay bare to the sunlight. There was arguing, but it lacked actual heat, and they didn't walk away feeling unloved at the end. No longer did they fight to land barbs. Their bickering now served to work towards solutions and to express needs.

Between struggles, the love began to grow back. Rowan kept his job at work, and when he was home, it was about them. He started calling her on his breaks again, and it always astonished him how much he missed the sound of her voice. They both strived to communicate their feelings better and actually listen instead of reacting.

Aelin surprised him with romantic dates, and Rowan read pages of her favorite books to her at night. They danced in the kitchen and laughed at their favorite shows.

Fixing their marriage was hard work, but Rowan and Aelin didn't mind. The separation proved that neither of them wanted a life without the other. It was to whatever end, and they wouldn't accept anything less for them.

On one Sunday morning, Rowan opens his eyes and realizes that Aelin isn't on her side of the bed. Panic surges in him, and he looks around to make sure her things are still there.

They are, and the tension eases from his shoulders until he hears soft crying from the bathroom. Darting out of bed, he grabs Aelin's bathrobe and knocks on their bathroom door. "Aelin, what's wrong?"

Had he screwed something up? Was she sick?

The lock clicks, granting him silent permission for him to come inside. Rowan pushes the door open and finds Aelin crying on the side of the tup. With gentle hands, he wraps her robe around her and throws an arm over her shoulders. "What's wrong?"

Aelin looks up at him, a radiant smile on her face. "Look."

Rowan glances down to her clenched fists and-

He blinks, once, twice. Aelin laughs at his dumbfounded face, and it breaks his paralysis. Rowan grabs her around the waist and spins her around the cramped bathroom, the positive pregnancy test clattering to the floor.

Aelin's arms wrap around his neck. The emotion in the room is raw and bittersweet, but there's a hopefulness that can't be denied. Rowan holds her tight as they process the news. When they break apart, the love between them is palpable. They had another shot at this, a fresh start.

Hards times would come and go, but good days were never far behind for them. Because for Aelin and Rowan, it's always been them.

And that's all they needed.

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Books of 2022 - The Justice of Kings by Richard Swan

Round two of Lizzie being disappointed by books. Seriously, the fact my feelings on this book are largely apathetic is a tragedy!

From the moment I heard about The Justice of Kings happening I was excited - I was sold from the first line of the blurb... A fantasy novel about the downfall of an empire but told from the perspective of lawyers and focusing on how the corruption of institutions that make up the state causes that collapse?! I was sold. (I might be a boring person now that I think about it... I blame the historian in me...) I was particularly intrigued because Richard Swan was a British lawyer before becoming an author and I was hoping he would bring this experience into the book through a nuanced discussion of its themes, spoiler: he did not.

Now, I've recently come to terms with being a thematic reader - if you'd asked me a few months ago I probably would have said I was mainly interested in character, which is true, but I also love themes. Books need to have something to say for me to actively love them, sure I can be entertained by a plot based novel but it probably won't stay with me once I'm into my next read. I can even forgive a lot in terms of poor plotting and pacing in a book if the characters and themes are interesting, the same usually isn't true the other way around - so this is VERY important for understanding why I didn't love this book.

So, with this in mind - the themes behind this book should be spectacular - we should be talking about morality; justice (it's LITERALLY in the title); vengeance; mercy; moral good versus legal action; legal infallibility versus human fallibility; politics and corruption; faith, zeal, and religious conformity; governance, and so forth. These are heavy, interesting themes that, when handled properly, will never fail to create a complex and thought provoking story. Personally I love exploring these themes, present me with anything that discusses legal or religious issues and I'll probably eat it up. (Again, I think I'm a very boring person...)

I really thought Swan was going to at least engage with SOME of these in an interesting way - particularly those that revolve around the law and legal profession being a lawyer himself. I wasn't expecting all of them to be presented in detail or with nuance, this is a short fantasy book after all, but I was hoping for some discussion around the ethics of a Justice (this world's version of a travelling magistrate and who acts as the Empire's judge, jury, and executioner) in terms of morality, human fallibility, and justice, as well as the political/religious conditions of a falling empire. I was particularly hoping for a different perspective on these issues, especially the legal themes, because of Swan's background! Fantasy tends to have a very black and white attitude towards the law generally being corrupt and distinct from moral goodness (which is not true, it's MUCH messier than that in real life.) Unfortunately, Swan seems to be rehashing the same answers to these questions as we've seen before - and it's not even done with much originality.

Swan did, on the odd occasion, dangle a potentially interesting idea or discussion in front of the reader...only to not pursue it. He then proceeded to forget that this book does, in fact, have themes at all... It was incredibly disappointing.

One of these moments, and one of the highlights of the book, came in the opening couple of chapters as we see Vonvalt (the Justice), his party, and a zealous priest arrive at a tiny village to discover the inhabitants were all practising a forbidden religion and could be branded heretics. We see Vonvalt use his discretion and education as a lawyer to sympathetically deal with this case and bring a positive, even merciful, verdict without actually breaking the law - rather than taking punishment to an extreme. It was interesting, not necessarily the most original of cases or the most nuanced situation, but it worked well to set a tone and precedent for who Vonvalt is, what he stands for, and his moral positioning - as well as introducing the main characters, worldbuilding, etc. It was a really effective opening and I really do enjoy it.

But then we just leave that nuance there... We never really return to these ideas again, or see Vonvalt using his discretion or legal interpretation again. Instead we get a very simple murder mystery plot, with fantasy elements, that ends (predictably) with men INCLUDING Vonvalt waving swords around to resolve the conflict. How terribly tedious. We started with intelligence and ended with testosterone induced violence. Wonderful.

My other major issue with this book came from the characters... (Getting why I didn't love this based on my own preferences?) My primary motivation for reading comes from a desire to explore human nature through fiction - it's also why I'm a historian. I need to understand who the characters are, they need to feel like living, breathing people, not just like props to move a plot along. Complexity and nuance are key here! This is why I tend to favour long, "boring" books as my brother so kindly puts it - in other words books that let the action drop and allow the characters to breathe on occasion. Scenes that have little plot value often have character value and those are the moments that allow the 'props' to become real people.

Swan doesn't really do this? It's not like this book is particularly fast paced either... There's just always something going on, the characters are always in motion, but that motion doesn't give us a chance to feel connected to them. It's hard to describe.

I really want to discuss Helena, our narrator, and Justice Sir Konrad Vonvalt, the actual protagonist, in this as they're by far the most fleshed out of the characters. Let's start with Helena because she is our point of view for the book.

So Helena is the 19-year-old clerk to Vonvalt; he rescued her from the streets of a town/city, and made her his apprentice. She's clever, plucky, but conflicted about her future...all the things you'd typically expect from the main female character in a fantasy novel. She spends 90% of this book moaning about being Vonvalt's clerk and toying with the idea of leaving his employ to pursue the most unconvincing romance I've seen in a LONG time. (Seriously, this is the WORST case of insta-love I've seen outside of a YA novel.) On the surface, Helena feels fine - she's a bit generic, but she's not awful. Swan does at least avoid the typical issues with men writing young female perspectives.

However, she never feels real. I never got to know the real Helena. And she definitely doesn't read like a 19-year-old girl - trust me I've been there and she's not nearly angsty, emotional, or conflicted enough. Oh, Swan tries, but he tries to get it in there for ALL the wrong reasons. He never really captures what it means to be a young woman coming of age, I don't think you can unless you've been one... Swan doesn't get Helena, and he certainly doesn't understand how women view other women, or how messy Helena's emotions should be to Vonvalt (okay, I may be projecting on this one, but I also stand by what I'm saying.)

Helena's lack of convincing character is particularly frustrating and noticeable because of Swan's narrative style: he's using first person past tense, but written as if Helena is looking back on her youth as an old woman. This is EXACTLY the same conceit that Robin Hobb uses for the Farseer Trilogy. Now, I'm not expecting Swan to write like Robin Hobb, that would be cruel and hold him to impossibly high standards! However, I would expect someone using this conceit to inject their writing with personality and style - this book largely felt as characterless as an omniscient narrator usually does. If you're going to have a character directly narrate to us then the NEED to be interesting to read from. I need to know them intimately by the end of the book - or at least feel like I could know them intimately through later books.

And this is why I am (probably) the only person who thinks using Helena as a narrator was a mistake. I get the argument that having Vonvalt narrate would make him less interesting because he has all the answers - BUT there is a way to write this story from the perspective of the person with all the knowledge by USING THOSE THEMES I KEEP BANGING ON ABOUT. Interact with the themes, place Vonvalt's moral positioning and questioning at the forefront, let us sit in his head as he ruminates on what's going on both in the short and long term, and reflect on his history. We don't need to sit with the least knowledgeable person to make a book interesting, sometimes it's more interesting to have a more complex story in front of us...

So, let's talk about Vonvalt… My ambivalence to Vonvalt is the second greatest tragedy of this book because Vonvalt is the prospect that got me excited for it in the first place. At first I was interested in Vonvalt, I was enjoying his character, and his dynamic with Helena and Bressinger (one of the better secondary characters.) I particularly enjoyed his relationship with the law, the Empire, and how he saw the law as the greatest asset of the Empire, as well as one of the few things that made the violence used to expand the Empire worth it - even if most people didn’t see it that way. As someone from a conquered nation (province?) and who has profited from that conquest, Vonvalt’s relationship with the Empire and its legal system is fascinating and I’d have loved that background to play a more important role in the story.

We do get a half-hearted attempt to show Vonvalt’s ideology about the law and Empire challenged by the situation around him. The political and religious machinations around him caused the first few cracks in the Empire’s system of government to start crumbling from beneath Vonvalt’s feet. However, this is where the perspective problem comes in, at least for me. Because we’re in Helena’s head, we never get to see Vonvalt’s character - his internal monologue, motivations, thought processes, and so forth - so when he snaps under the pressure of this situation, his ideals and beliefs being stripped from him, I don’t believe or feel it. Oh, I can believe it happened BUT I don’t know how Vonvalt got here from who Helena told me he was… I didn’t know Vonvalt, I saw him a bit, but it’s like watching someone have a breakdown when you didn’t really know them before that moment in their life. As such, Helena tells me that this is a great tragedy and loss for the world, but Swan didn’t put in the groundwork to show me how this is a great tragedy.

If we’re going to centre on this character devolution/corruption, whatever you want to call it, I need to really feel that character work, Swan needs to convince me to care and believe it… I need to appreciate the significance of Vonvalt’s actions and loss of his convictions. I just don’t… I think the perspective was wrong and the pacing was too fast to really allow me to get invested in this character who is clearly the highlight of the book.

Ultimately, I’m just upset about it because I REALLY thought I was going to like Vonvalt, the premise of his character sounds fascinating and right up my alley. But he never got off the ground for me… And I’m slightly bitter about it. It’s okay I can recognise this and move on… Eventually…

I do want to say this book will work for most people - hell the average review for it is 4.16 stars on Goodreads, this clearly works for people. It just wasn’t the book for me at the end of the day. There wasn’t enough in depth character or thematic work for my taste, and the focus was on a medium paced murder mystery. On the odd occasion I can get behind a murder mystery, but I tend not to reach for them (unless it’s by Agatha Christie for some reason?) So, this was definitely a case of “it’s not you, it’s me”... I might read the next book because there is a lot of potential here, especially with what Swan has said about the next book - but I won’t be rushing out to buy it whenever it comes out.

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KILLING ME - 12 |n.y

pairing : law student!reader + yuta

genre : angst , mafia au/ arranged marriage au.

warnings of this chapter : mentions of blood and brutality. For future chapters, major character death(s).

words :

summary : “life’s never fair y/n. realise it as soon as you can . it is the only secret for living a regretless life.”

“ curiousity got the cat hitched”

K.M masterlist

A/n : this was supposed to be a longer chapter. The Tumblr was bring problematic since three days. This is not how the chapter was supposed to end but i couldn't post anything longer than this so i had to make changes to end it on a surprise tone like other chapters. I hope you still enjoy it.

Was he asking for too much?

His unsteady hand rose and fell, internal monologue stopping him from knocking on the door. Johnny wasn't sure how he even ended up outside taeyong's door. One second he was fighting with his thoughts and the next second he found himself jumping out of his car, almost ready to confront the person behind the door.

He took a deep breath and was about to drum the wood when the door opened from inside, taeyong's sleepy figure greeting him instantly.

"John. Why are you here so late? Do you need something?" from red pressed strikes on taeyong’s face, anyone would have guessed that he had been sleeping.

“Johnny! I’m talking to you.” he waved his hand in front of johnny’s distracted eyes.

“Huh”

“Do you want something?”

“y/n.”

Your life was back on the wagon. Not truly but with a few exceptions here and there, it certainly felt like the old days. You were in chois on weekdays and took tuitions on the weekends. You met your friends while visiting the library and everything felt quite normal. Even with a few oddities, that being the five day training sessions with Jungwoo, some new people in your life, a residence that you felt happy coming back to, absence of someone that you’d never grown a liking for, everything was smooth. Just like before. The only thing you missed was some time. Time for yourself. Though you lived alone, which was a luxury nearing its end, you barely got a few minutes alone with your mind and that was something you craved more than the drink shoved in your hand at the moment.

You loved your friends, without any doubt, but they lived with the bad habit of disregarding your feelings, feelings that said you would be anywhere but the restaurant you were sitting in.

“y/n is going into hibernation again.” minjun’s voice broke your trance.

“What did you say?" You challenged him but he cowered in his seat and turned his focus on the soggy french fries instead. When he silenced, yugyeom spoke up,

“Yo y/n. Don’t scare the child. Just drink away your sorrows. The wine is quite expensive here. If you are making me pay then at least make it worth it."

Suddenly, Jungkook's loud snorting caught everyone's attention as they all quietened, waiting for him to reveal the reasons for his action. Swirling his burgundy glass, he chugged the last bit of the drink before leaning backwards in his chair, relaxing himself.

"Now what's the drama with You" Yeong grumbled, clearly intoxicated.

"She's already hammered" minjun giggled.

"When are you going to invite us to your house y/n?" Jungkook chimed in, a smirk plastered on his blushed face.

"Oh yes. Ms. Lawyer no more l-lives i-in the d-dorms." Yeong hiccupped, losing the grip on the bottle of soju. Yugyeom chuckled at her antics before snatching the bottle away to avoid any fuss.

"I also meant to ask you but you are never available for more than an hour or so. Are you doing alright" gyeom shifted his chair towards you while keeping a hand on his girlfriend's back.

You didn't know how to reply or what to trump up so they'd stop pestering you. However, you had no other choice than to continue with the streak you had started a few months ago.

"Of course i want to have you there but my roommate is very, how to explain, very bitchy. He got this corporate job and he-he works from home so I'm supposed to pretend like I do not exist and keep quiet. That includes no outsiders as well. It's gonna be like this for a few months i guess"

You mumbled the last part.

You averted your eyes but didn't mean you could've escaped their intense judgemental gaze. You repeated the whole lie that you recited to arrange it in the box of deceit that you were filling since the commencement of these stories. Forgetting any of these would mean shattering their trust. And that was exactly what you were supposed to protect.

Once reiterated, you gathered how foolish the sentence was. Had it been said to you, there wasn't a chance of putting your belief in it. But your company was drunk enough to believe it; two of them were enough to carry the whole table.

"Wow. How horrible of him. We should take y/n with us yugy. She'd be happy and she can invite anyone." Yeong low-key let out a little drunk growl to press her point.

Yugyeom cooed at her before replying,

"And where will you live? Our apartment has only two rooms and both are occupied. Where do you plan to settle down instead?"

His question made her think harder than she ever had in life as she picked at her jutted out lower lip.

"Laundry room. You and me, will live in the laundry room because y/n needs a nice home."

"I already have a nice home yeongie." You took the opportunity, got up and reached out to pinch her cheeks, "but you won't know unless you are sober. Take her home, yugy. I'm also sleepy so I'll get going. See you on Tuesday."

" It's already 11. Let me drop you home." Jungkook suggested, startling you.

"No It-

"Yeah you drop her. I'll take Yeong and minjun home but help me in carrying their asses to the car please." Yugyeom pleaded. He left the bills on the table and took Yeong in his arms. You expected jungkook to do the same but he passed minjun your shoulders instead,

"Wait for me outside. I have to call someone first." and he walked away, his lover grinning on your shoulder like it was the funniest thing in the world but you were fine as long as their drunken state saved you from some heavy confrontation. The only person left was jungkook and you had the perfect idea to dodge him as well.

"So the same place or are you staying in the dorms this weekend?" He asked, driving out of the busy street.

"Just drop me at the nearest bus station. I'll ta-

"Nakamoto residence or the dorms y/n" you almost choked on the air as the word left his lips. Taking a bus home had seemed like the perfect plan but you had overvalued your common sense. Again.

"What are you talking about?" With hesitation evident in your voice, you muttered.

"Do you really think you'd go to a random house in front of me that I know nothing about and you'd be left alone without questions. I was there until the door was opened by someone. You really thought I'd have left you with a stranger. But i knew something was fishy when the receptionist told me that it's a home sweet home of Mr and Mrs nakamoto. Now spill before I get yugyeom to ask in his own way." He shifted the gears in frustration, your relaxed persona bothering him to no end. Getting jungkook wokred up wasn't a grunt work. He was like a matchstick, always ready to be ignited by any possible frictional surface.

"It's not what you are thin-

"Don't lie please," he started, words dangerously polite, "If he's your boyfriend then there's no need to hide y/n. We would always be there to support you. When, how, why, i don't want you to feel pressured to answer me. Just because you go around with no commitment tag doesn't mean we'd judge you if you ever got in a relationship. We love you. Make us part of your life like we do. Can't we just expect that much."

You gulped at how disappointed he sounded. He was right. You needed to include them in your life adventures but how were you supposed to explain him the riots you were dealing with. How were you supposed to spill everything without him getting his sword out. That would only lead to more troubles than you had the power to deal with. Trouble for you, him and for everyone who'd be passed that secrecy.

So you begged, for some more time until you'd be more than comfortable to let all of them into your present life.

Like every other word, this was also a lie that, in the first place, you never chose to proceed with.

He might have give in to you, but you knew eventually you'd have to muster up the courage to answer him and that day would decide another turn of your future.

And you would make sure, inter alia, to shift the wheels in a more likeable direction.

“Use your fists!”

Jungwoo’s grip was strong. His one arm was holding your waist and the other was around your neck. It was painful but you knew he wasn’t going to let go easily this time. This was the third consecutive scuffle or demo fight with him within the span of the last forty five minutes and having lost the last two, awfully at that, expectation of some mercy was not very demanding on your part. But only if he would grant that! You heard his chuckle as you wriggled in his hold. He was clearly having a lot more fun than you were. There was no way you could’ve applied renjun and hyuck’s advice but you still tried to follow their vague instructions.

“Bit his arm and turn.”

“No, don’t. Turn around and hit his torso with your knees.”

Bit him?

Halting your movements, a low grunt left your lips as you lowered your body and pressed your teeth on his flesh. He screeched and immediately retracted his arm. Taking advantage of his loosened grip on your waist, you whirled around and raised your knee to strike at his upper body. In an instant, your hands fell on your knees and you inhaled a harsh breath, regaining your strength. Jungwoo, on the other hand, was curled up on the floor like a baby. You wanted to laugh at him but the more astonishing thing was the lack of any noise from your cheerleaders. Right from the start, they were rooting for you like you were earning them some hard cash and now that you had done exactly what they had wanted, they were silent.

“Wha-

you opened your mouth to speak but their lack of attention held you back. Their eyes were fixed at Jungwoo,who still laid where he had landed.

“What did you do?” renjun shrieked.

“Exactly what you told me to!” you replied with heavy breathing.

“We said torso!”

“Yes and i hi-

Mechanically your hand slapped your face as you noticed the position of jungwoo’s hands. You had, mistakenly, kicked him in the groin which only meant more trouble for you.

“Save me.” you mouthed to hyuck and renjun while approaching jungwoo.

“Sorry teacher.” you mumbled.

He remained quiet for a few seconds and didn’t make any movement. When he did, you took a few steps back, afraid of his wrath. Palms down on the mat, he sat up and with painfully quiet voice spoke up,

“Looks like you won. Good j-job. I think i need to visit the medical room. You can go and celebrate.”

“Does it pain too much” pointing to his crotch and averting your eyes, you asked.

“No. not at all but i might need to adopt your kids someday. You know if i can’t make my own.”

“Sorry” you cried.

“Dismissed.” his civil tone, probably due to the ache, glued you in the position.

When you didn't move, donghyuck came, took you by your arm and guided you for the door.

"He's just being dramatic. Just chill. Another hit and he'd be good to go." He giggled and was soon joined by renjun as well, who was now crouching down in front of jungwoo.

"You sure?"

"If he doesn't then you can always give him your baby. Ofcourse after asking your husband." Only after he rambled, he realised what he had actually said. His face screamed surprise. To save him from spiralling into deep shame, you eased him by cutting off his apology,

"Ew hyuck. Give him one of yours if you want. Don't come for mine!" And you exited the door.

You were halfway through the basement when you realised the lack of your device. Running back, you were about to shout when you overheard their gossip.

"No, I'm telling you she meant to injure me so i won't teach her anymore or this might be the revenge of all the weapon training. Her knee is stronger than jeno's punch. Don't laugh at me you shits."

Jungwoo was whining.

"Haha. Yeah ok. But i told you renjun, she's physically stronger than her. Kind of totally opposite." Hyuck's voice quietened at the end but before he could speak further, you interrupted,

"Like who hyuck?"

Their faces went blank at your question and the reason of sudden heaviness in the air was beyond your contemplation.

"You don't want to answer? Fine. Maybe it's not my place to question." You simply stated before circling the mat to pick up your phone from the chair.

"No. It's not li-

"It's fine hyuck. Chill." You shrugged and walked away, deciding against pestering them for information that they clearly felt too uncomfortable to share.

"You need a fucking lock on your bloody mouth." was the last thing you heard before they were out of your hearing.

What was the need to ask something when you knew you won't ever get an answer out of them. Everyone was beyond friendly with you but still, there were some borders that nobody dared to cross. Maybe the mention of that woman was one of them. Fear of some unknown ghost of embarrassment was swallowing you whole when you heard grunts. Loud ones. You were still in the basement, the scuffle center being at the far end. The stairs were in front of you. The snarls and growls were coming from the other end of the basement. The election wasn't hard and you didn't want to give in to your curiosity but you did. Your feet, not cooperating with the voice in the back of your head that told you to turn away, took you ahead in the direction of the noise. Though the residence consisted of only one plot but the basement covered two. Unknown to everyone, the house next to B.N was also their property and it was only utilised for the underground space. Hence the never ending lane and the countless closed metal doors.

The echo got louder with each step you took. It’s been more than a month since you were visiting the basement but those noises had never crossed through you until today. The end doors were forbidden for you, according to what you were told but now that you were exposed to it, there was no chance of ignoring. No prudent person would ever overlook such a thing. That was the justification you were repeating as you took baby steps.

All the doors were closed except one at the very far end. You thought about peaking inside then halted as if your conscious called you. The whimpers also stopped for a minute or so but your heart skipped a few beats when a collision following with painful shriek reverberated in the empty space. The door, slightly ajar, was just a few strides away but you were too startled to even back away from your position. Same pattern of hit and shouts continued again. Unaware of the happenings, you stood there as If you were waiting for someone to separate you from the concrete beneath your feet.

Adding to your distress, the metal door opened abruptly and you realised, you were again at a place where you weren't meant to be.

"What are you doing here?" Jaehyun's growl broke you out of the unconscious state you had fell into. Mechanically, you eyes roamed across him to notice a body lying on the table inside the room, strained cries escaping his lips. The limp body was enough to put two and two together to conclude that he was being tortured. He was a victim of jaehyun's wrath.

"I asked what ar-

"Y/N!" he picked up his hand to touch your shoulders but you distanced yourself when you noticed the stains covering his clothing and hands, the blood red prominently visible even under the low light.

His gaze caught yours in time and his eyes softened noticing the fear in your body.

Very slowly, he reached out for you but immediately stopped, taking a note of your quivering lip.

"Hey. It-its not blood. I ca-can explai- Y/N!"

The yells of your name covered the whole arena as you rushed away, leaving a dazed jaehyun behind.

"Who was it jae?"

Jaehyun saw your trembling figure diminishing while you ran away from him as if you were disgusted by him. Not that he expected any other reaction, some good time has passed since someone innocent had came across their work. To say the least, it was never pleasant to have someone witness their harsh manners.

"JAE!"

"Y/n. She saw the body and also the blood."

He mumbled to ten whose visage, upon hearing, instantly mirrored jaehyun's.

"What about him?" Ten pointed to the man, "he's not speaking shit"

"Finish him off if you want. I need to handle something else now"

You raced as fast as you could have. You had never thought of yourself as a weak person but the sight was gruesome to just disregard and walk off. With shaking legs, you finally made it upstairs but the ringing, only became more earsplitting. Your hand harshly rubbed at your chest as you tried to defuse the tension bubbling in your whole body. After what felt like minutes, you covered your ears as if it would stop the ringing. It certainly did not but surprisingly it was muffled. You removed your hands and the blaring returned again. But this time, you laboured yourself to look into your surroundings. You saw chenle, jisung, jaemin running back and forth from the kitchen while doyoung seemed to be scolding jeno for something. Few others were also there, cleaning the couches and spraying some fragrance in the air. Everyone seemed to be their own turmoil, origin was which was yet to be known.

That's when it hit you. Maybe your ears weren't booming due to fright.

"Chenle"you screamed at the passing boy, "do you hear this sound?" You pointed your fingers in the air to exaggerate your point. He merely nodded before he went past you and the very next second the noise was reduced to mere buzzing. You inhaled sharply to regulate your heartbeat but failed due to the ruckus that enclosed you. Suddenly jaemin emerged,

"Why are you so disheveled? Go and change from these workout clothes. Uncle is outside. Didn't you hear the alarm." Only Half of his words entered your head and before you could come to your senses, you were interrupted again.

"Y/n my girl!" Whipping your head, you saw a familiar figure entering the threshold.

An old man that you surely had seen somewhere.

His voice was a lot stronger than his aged body which he was dragging along with the help of a walking stick.

Jaemin nudged you to greet him and you complied as soon as could have in your current state. Only when you got closer, you realised he was the same man you had met in the office celebration. You haven't seen him since then but he looked significantly weaker than before. Even with dark circles present, his face still was still shining with the smile he wore as he staggered inside.

"How's life treating you my kid" he asked, patting the empty space on the couch. You took the seat and replied in a small voice,

"I'm good. Everything is nice."

"Why am I smelling Jasmines this late in the evening?" He sniffed the air and galred at doyoung, " Do you take me for a fool? One thing! Cleaning. that is the only thing i ask of you. There are- how many of you are present since the morning. Answer me doyoung."

The man barked and doyoung muttered a sheepish apology, his head dropping with shame.

"Each one of you is nonsense. If you'd just clean up your stink once in a while, you'd save your money on the thousands of spray bottles you buy every month. But you thick heads only know how to shoot and punch. Now get me a glass of water before i die of this fake flowery smell"

He shouted like he owned the place and Maybe he did. Your mind and heart were not aligned up to comprehend the simple scenario that took place before you, the dizziness coming and going with intervals.

Then you were called again.

Looking at your right, your saw jaehyun standing, his face ridden of any colour.

You noticed his new shirt. There was no blood on it. His hands were also cleaned and you were stunned at how quickly your eyes were running on his body to find any trace of what you saw in the basement a few minutes ago.

"y/n, i need to talk to you"

For the first time, jaehyun's words were directed towards you without any poison in them.

You still didn't wish to face him so you moved yourself to face the old man.

"Y/n ple-

"Now you don't even greet your own father jung jaehyun."

He spoke with a steadier and louder voice that felt like it was only meant for jaehyun. The contrast in his tone was striking.

He was jaehyun's father.

"Sorry dad. I have something imp-

"I called you in the morning to inform yuta and taeil and yet i do not see anyone here. Do i need to die for you to respect me!"

You couldn't believe your ears when jaehyun answered in shuddering tone.

"Yu-yuta is not here."

He sounded like a child responding to his teacher, scared of some evaluation.

"Then call him."

"I mean he's away on business dad."

"Civil?"

It was like hearing Morse code.

"No."

"You sent him on a target place?"

"No. He's in Nice to collect information."

"Wow. Can you please clap your back for breaking the only sacred rule this family lives by?"

The silence in the extremely large living room was suffocating. This time, except you, everyone else was scared. And it still wasn't of any help.

"How dare you send a family man away on anything remotely dangerous. I thought you all were careful after taeil's incident but no. Nobody cares enough t-

Before he could complete, shaky coughs engulfed his body. Somehow, jaehyun grabbed him the moment he was about to fall from the couch. Doyoung ran for the kitchen while xiaojun, who was always too swift in his movements, came to the living room with a medical box.

You weren't sure what was happening with him or why he was being treated like some high mighty force or why he was so adamant on bringing yuta back but you could only pray that his wish won't be granted.

You weren't cruel but you were sure he'd be able to survive without that piece of shit roaming around.

You couldn't lose the few weeks you had without him.

Taeyong hands clutched yours like his life depended on you.

"Please please please y/n. It's been over a month since he's gone. I never withdraw from a deal. But this is an emergency. Uncle doesn't know you both were forced. He is a soft and weak hearted man. We cannot afford to tell him anything like this and clearly this would be seen as a betrayal to him. You both are nothing like what he's told but he doesn't need to need. He's the only father figure we have. Please just this time. I promise I won't ask anything from you after this. You do not need to live with him. he'd be here until two months are over. Please."

You lifted your brow at his last sentence and liberated your hands from his, feeling his trembling fingers.

"I don't see the need to lie anymore, taeyong. You can tell him the truth and be over with it. If he has jaehyun as a son, he must be used to hearing blatant lies. This won't be the only one, I'm sure of that." Crossing your arms, you coldly said.

"I know you hate me but please y/n. You know how it is to lose the only family member you have. We have no one besides him. Never had anyone before him. The least we can do is keep him happy until it's too late. Please. Just this time."

Gobbling down each word, you merely nodded at him. If it weren't for his glossy eyes, you'd have threw up on him right after the first pleading but you weren't heartless like him. He was right. You knew how it felt to lose your loved ones, a fate you would never wish upon anyone. Not even the person you despised the most.

"Thank you. I owe you this one kiddo." He hugged you and you pushed him away.

"Let me call him."

"Yuta!"

"Hmm"

"You need to come back immediately "

Taeyong spoke with urgency.

"Nope. I still have Three weeks and two days left." You heard his non-chalant words through the speaker.

"Yuta it's abou-

"Sorry I'm busy with my french girls. Call you later and please forget to take care of yourself."

And he hung up.

A smirk formed on your face watching the grim expressions of taeyong.

"Good luck convincing him and while you are going to explain him the difference between the French girls and the French monkeys he has mistaken as women, why don't you explain me what exactly jaehyun does in that other end of the basement. I love some good stories, taeyong. So let's hear how good of a storyteller are you!"

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tinyboxxtink · 3 years

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"Clueless" *Part 3*

Okay so my dog ended up being totally fine, and luckily I had most of this written beforehand. <3

PS- REALLY shouldn't have watched the actual movie while writing this...lulz. Count how many actual lines from the movie you catch.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 4

Tag List:

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@stars-in-the-skies-world

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He drove back up the Beach House, but you and Ariel had abandoned it for a loft in the city, no forwarding address. He asked himself why he was putting so much effort just to get back in contact with you. He couldn’t explain it, it was like something against logic.

He dialed Ariel’s number.

IGNORE.

Redial.

IGNORE.

Text: “Answer your phone!!!”

Redial.

“What do you want?”

“I want to talk to Y/N,”

“Well she doesn't want to talk to you,”

“What did you tell her, Ariel?”

“The truth,”

“I don’t...I can’t even begin to imagine what that means in your language,”

“Oh whatever Raf, what does it matter what I told her? She’s MY friend, not yours!”

“You don’t OWN her Ariel,”

“Don’t I?” She smirked. “I feed her, I clothe her, I give her a roof to sleep under. I even gave her a cute necklace with her name on it, like a collar,” she smirked.

"You're evil," he sneered.

“I’m a saint,” She scoffed. “Do you know where that girl would be without me? Do you know the years it would take in a therapist's office to heal the emotional trauma I so selflessly saved her from? Her life will be enriched and better because of me, how many girls can say that about you?"

“Oh right, like helping her hasn’t served you any purpose?”

“What purpose could it possibly have?”

“Please, if I ever saw you do anything less than 90% selfish I’d die of shock,”

“Oh that would be reason enough for me,”

“Look, I get it. You've never had a mother so you're treating her like your personal Barbie doll,"

“And what, you wanna be her Prince Ken? Or, lawyer Ken,”

“She’s NOT a Barbie doll!”

“You’re right, she’s not. So I’m not going to let you play with her emotions,”

“What does that even mean? For fuck’s sake Ariel, I just want to be her mentor,”

“Really?” Rafael could hear her rolling her eyes through the phone. “You’re trying THIS hard to mentor some girl you met less than 24 hours ago? REALLY,” She chuckled.

“I may not be ‘Harvard’ smart BRO, but I’m not stupid. I know when a guy has let’s say, less than moral intentions with a girl,”

“It’s not like that,” He growled. “She’s a sweet girl, Ariel. And I’m not going to let you try and change her into your clone,”

“Wha--my clone? Please, Raf she could NEVER reach my level. Believe me, I’ve tried for four years. She’s a good sidekick,”

“This isn’t over,”

“Isn’t it? You have ZERO idea where we are,”

“Please, there’s maybe 5 places in Manhattan you’ll go, and they’re all on the Upper East Side. It’s not hard,”

“Well then, I guess we’ll see who’s better at hide and seek!”

CLICK.

------

Ariel rolled her eyes with a smile just as you walked in the living room.

“Who was that?” You asked, toweling your hair from the shower you had just exited.

“Mom,” She rolled her eyes. “She wanted to make sure we weren’t tearing this place up,”

“Oh?” You asked, suddenly hopeful. “Was she going to ask Rafael to check?”

“What? NO,” Ariel shut down that thought quickly. “I assured her she didn’t need to send that dog over here to sniff around you anymore,”

“Ariel,” You rolled your eyes with a sigh. “I’m a big girl,”

“I know sweetie,” She walked over and scrunched your face. “Such a big girl,”

“Whatever,” You rolled your eyes again walking back to the bedroom.

“Hey…” Ariel grabbed the TV remote. “Do you wanna watch Clueless?”

“What? ….Why?”

“I don’t know, you mentioned it yesterday and now I can’t stop thinking about a young Paul Rudd,”

“....Who looks exactly like present Paul Rudd,” You laughed.

“I know right? I want the magic face cream he must use,” She giggled as you both sat down on the couch to watch the movie.

----

“See, Cher isn’t a bad person, right? She saved Tai,” Ariel gestured to the TV.

“Am I Tai in this situation?” You eyed her.

“Well, yeah,” She shrugged. “Duh,”

“I’ll take it, I love Brittany Murphy,” You shrugged.

“RIP,” Ariel made a sign of the cross with a kiss looking up to heaven. “We should pour one out for her,”

“On your mom’s thousand dollar rug?”

“Okay, so maybe just pour one for us,”

Her phone vibrated wildly; it vibrated so hard it fell off the coffee table onto the floor. You picked it up to put it back, but you happened to glance at the screen.

BHOLE BARBA: You can’t keep her from me forever, Ariel

Wha….keep who from him? You? Did...was he...did Ariel….?

“Alright, who’s ready for mimosas?!” Ariel said in a singsongy voice as she returned with two flutes of champagne.

“What is this?” You held the phone up to her. She read it, her eyes grew wide.

“I...He’s talking about the Adele CD I borrowed from him forever ago, he’s weirdly possessive about ‘her’,”

“Ariel,” You interrupted her with a stern face.

“What?” She played dumb.

“...How could you do this to me?” You asked with a hurt expression.

“Do what?” She rolled her eyes with a laugh. “Protect you from my loser ex brother?”

“You--! Oh my god,” You couldn’t believe it. Your own best friend was trying to mess with your happiness?

“Oh come on Y/N, it’s not that big of a--” She rolled her eyes with a laugh, pissing you off even more.

“It IS a big deal!” Tears stung your eyes, you hated that you started crying when you got angry. How pathetic was that?

“Why? You can’t possibly be in love with him or something,” She scoffed.

“NO! Of course not,” You crossed your arms. “But he could help me with school, with my career! Don’t you want me to get a good job, eventually move out of here?”

“Maybe I don’t!” She yelled suddenly.

“...What?” You asked in disbelief.

“Look, Y/N,” She sighed. “I...you...we both know under normal circumstances, we would never be friends,”

“...I mean, I guess…” You shrugged.

“Oh come on,” She gave you a look. “You’d have to explain every sentence you spoke to me,” She had crocodile tears rolling down her cheeks.

“Oh come on Ariel,” You sighed and sat next to her. “You’re NOT stupid,”

“I’m stupider than you!” She cried.

“...More stupid,” You corrected her.

“See?” She sniffled.

“Okay, but-- still,” You took her hand. "You're my best friend. Do you think that if I don't have to live with you anymore, I won't be your friend?"

"Maybe…" She looked at the floor.

"Ariel!" You cried. "Really? Come on,"

"You come on!" She was actually getting upset now. "Look, Y/N. I don't have...friends,"

"What?" You snorted. "You have the biggest social circle I know!"

"Yeah but--" she tried to find the right words. "They're not like….friends, friends ya know? They're more like…. followers, or leeches, of--"

"Sycophants," you chuckled. She did surround herself with as many people who would tell her she was amazing as possible.

"I don't know what that means but probably, yes," She nodded. “You’re the only one who I can actually talk to, you’re like my little sister,”

“....Right, so…? You think I’ll just give all that up if I move out? If I don’t need you financially anymore?”

“Maybe…” She mumbled. “But ALSO, if that stupid asshole gets into your head about me!”

“Oh God…” You put a hand over your head. “Ariel,” You took both of her hands and looked at her very seriously.

“You are my absolute best friend in this entire world, no…’boy’ could change that! I’ve known you so long, I know you completely. Nothing he could tell me would make me turn on you, I swear it,”

“Really?” She raised an eyebrow at you.

“Really! You held a hand up like an oath. “AND, even if-- WHEN, I get financially stable and can live on my own two feet, I will ALWAYS be your friend,” You used the oath hand and placed it in hers again. “I swear it,”

“....Okay, but absolutely ZERO sleepovers here,”

“Oh, my god, ARIEL,” You gasped. “I JUST want to talk to him about law stuff!”

“Yeah, that’s what he said too,” She rolled her eyes, not believing either of you.

“He did?” You felt your face fall.

“Ah HA! See? Disappointment!”

“Shut up,” You hit her. “I don’t care, we should just be professional anyway,”

“Uh huh,” She nodded sarcastically.

“Are you going to give me his number or not?” You gave her a look.

“No,”

“ARIEL,” You crossed your arms.

“No, then you’re going to immediately call him and give him ALL the power,” She wagged a finger at you. “I’m going to give him YOUR number, and if he calls you, he calls you,”

“Ariel…” You gave her another look.

“What? You don’t believe me?” She feigned offense.

“I really don’t,” You shook your head.

“Alright FINE,” She pulled out her phone and opened her texts with Rafael, typed in your number and hit SEND.

“Happy?” She showed you her phone.

“....Maybe,” You hid the giddiness that was building in your stomach.

Almost IMMEDIATELY after sending the text, your phone lit up wildly.

“Good god I’m gonna get out of here before the nerdy phone sex starts,” She ran out of the room with her mimosa in tow.

“Shut up!” You hissed, mentally preparing yourself for this phone call. The phone call you’d been waiting for for days, even when you thought he was a “player”. You took a deep breath and hit ANSWER:

“Hello?”

“Y/N?”

“Yeah who’s this?” You asked coyly.

“It’s...Rafael, Barba…”

“I’m sorry, who?” You teased.

“Ariel’s….brother?” He skipped the asterisk that went along with “Brother”.

“Ohhhh right right right,” You nodded, keeping him nervous. “Yeah, Ariel told me all about you,”

“I knew it,” He growled thinking about Ariel and her lies. “Whatever she said, she’s lying,”

“Oh so you don’t want to be my mentor?”

“Wha--?” He was shocked. Did Ariel actually change her mind? Or dare he think...a change of heart?

“Yes! I mean, I do! I absolutely do!” He may have said that a little too overzealous, so he dialed it back. “I mean, if I have some time I’d be up for it, if that’s okay with you,”

“I might, maybe…” You were twirling your hair in your fingers. “When do you think you might have time?”

“Well you know I was thinking--” He started, but there was a knock at the door.

“Oh sorry, one second,” You got up and walked over to the door and swung it open to reveal Rafael standing there, right in front of you. He was dressed in a black suit with a pink tie. As amazing as he looked in street clothes, you thought you might mount him right there in that suit.

“I have some time right now,” He smiled, acting as if he was still on the phone. You couldn’t help yourself, you leapt into his arms and kissed him, HARD.

-------

“Hello? Y/N?”

You snapped back to reality, Rafael was talking to you on the phone.

“Oh! Um, Yeah, sorry what?”

“I said I have some time right now, if you wanna meet for coffee or something,” He half laughed, still enchanted by your awkwardness.

“Yes! Sure! I...let me just get dressed, just text me the address, I’ll meet you in a few,” You were so glad he couldn’t see how beet red you were from that little fantasy you had just been in.

“Sounds good,” You could hear him smile; even through the phone it made you weak in the knees.

You hung up and ran to Ariel’s room, hoping she’d help you get dressed.

What could you wear to impress him?

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kimtaetae16ii · 5 years

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STORY OF US - DONGHYUCK LEE

Synopsis : in which the elderly knew about your hidden relationship and make you guys broke apart and at the end he came back to fix it all while you were struggling with depression

Warnings : mental illness, mental abuse, violent, light-smut,using curse words alots, easy English grammar XP too cringy, too clingy, might cause frustration

Pairing : Donghyuck x reader (n ur name is Jeannie Pwark)

A/n : this is my first fanfiction of him ever! So yeah those senpai who sees mistakes in my writing do chat me about tht .

_________________________________________

You and Donghyuck had been in relationship for almost 2 years. You were homeschooled back then so did he too. Both of you got same teacher for English subject even for different places. So, to make it easy, the teacher made group chat on WhatsApp so that if anything inconvenient happened she will inform you guys through there. There's many students in there too but Donghyuck attracted your attention. You were the one who started the conversation with him.

He, in the first place actually dislike you for being too friendly with him and others. He used to hate you too. He hate you for nothing. He thought that you were friendly bitch of no where. Also he was being insecure because he afraid you might be a gold digger to dig all of his family's assets all away. But then, you've proven to him that you are an angel with pure heart so you just being kind towards him until he finally fell on you. Your first-sight crush finally fell on you.

You both lived in rich residents as your father is working as successful businessman while your mother is a successful lawyer in the city of Seoul. Then, both of his parents work in their own business that the profit so fucking higher than Trumph.

done throwback session.

[ Saturday, 1:37 a.m.]

You couldn't close your eyes yet as you already drove in long 9 hours sleep in the late evening. Then you woke at 9 p.m. It just after you woke up, you receive 16 missed calls from him andthe spamming chat is uncountable. Then, you guys been in an arguments which caused he was being mad while you were being sulking.

The clock showed it was almost 2 a.m. and you still cannot close your eyes. The feelings are coming. You want him. You want him to sing you to sleep with his angelic voice. You want his warmth body heated your body so you won't get cold while sleeping in air-conditioner.

then, with feeling guilty you tapped on the number on the light screen after that you pressed the phone on your left ear. hoping he would not be mad at your anymore.

after 30 seconds, he finally picked your call.

"what's the matter now. You disturb my sleep"

his words really hurt your feelings like he unwilingly to answer your phone call but he did anyway.

Donghyuck is not a person who sleep early actually. He's been an owl just want to make sure you are the one who get beauty sleep before him.

"I cannot sleep. will you come over? please ~" you begged him because this is the way for both of you to be peace once again. You need him.

you've heard he sighed.

"i've told you for countless time to not sleep in the late evening or else this will happen. Y/n , you really need good health."

that's why i'm asking you to come over so that my depression will be cured.

"okay. i won't disturb. just continue to sleep. sorry." you end the calls made decision to throw the phone away onto the hard floor.

you hate yourself like the way he used to hate you. you knew who you are. you know how annoying you are how much burden you gave to people surround you especially your family. and because of that, you less attention from them. that's why you need haechan. he's right person to be but not right for you.

You curled up while sitting while buried your face in your lap. Tears finally streaming down on your cheeks.

i hate me. i want to die so bad.

you felt sorry for Haechan to waste his time just for you. you give him nothing in return.

you've been crying so bad that make your body shaking while you mumbling all curse words about how bad you want to die.

Suddenly, you felt hands brushed your hairs from back. When you lifted your face, you saw your precious boyfriend right in front of you. your heart ache but in the same it healed when he pulled you into his arms.

"Haechan-ah~" you called him.

"yes, sweetheart" he replied while pat your back softly like you're a new born baby.

"you still mad at me ?" you broke the hug and faced him looked into his shining eyes.

"Sweetheart, we're good now. do not be overthinking , okay. You'll be fine." he pulled you into hug again then he sang you to sleep.

You fell asleep in his neck then, he changed the position. He laid you down carefully place your head on the soft pillow then he laid next to you.

" sleep tight, Lee's "

[Saturday, 6:40 a.m.]

At the time you woke up, you were left with his fresh cologne on your bed sheets. Your morning felt so good.

you pressed the circled button of your iPhone , then you noticed he leaved you mesage in your personal chatroom saying

'sweetheart, i'm going home. Have a great journey to your grandmother house. XOXO '- 5.35 a.m.

You got big smiled there. You changed the position to sit then after few minutes, you went into the bathroom to wash yourself.

Then, after you already settle up yourself, you went the downstairs and enter the kitchen to get breakfast.

then your 7 years old greeted you.

"hey y/n, i saw man walking out from your room when i want to go to toilet this morning."

you hurriedly cover your little sister's mouth before anybody in this house heard her wrods.

"shhh . don't tell mama"

"mama was with me."

loud of laugh then.

_________________________________________

The way to your grandmother's house was very tiring even you were not the one who drive the car but like you've been stopped at rest area so often plus the weather was very hot for you.

Once you arrived at your grandmother's house, you guys were greeted by the the maids. Then they lead you to the living room. There, finally you met your grandma.

"Heeeyyy ,Oh My granddaughters! Miss both of you so bad !"

Grandma opened her arms as she welcomed us to hug her so we running along until we got into her hug. She kissed our top of head also our cheeks.

"How you've been, Nana?" I asked her while sitting next to her on the couch that made by animal's skin.

"I'm great! I just missed you guys so so much!

Kyaa~ Haneul yah! Why don't you often bring them here? You also didn't always visit me. You know I've been so lonely after the death of your father! "

Mama fixed her hairbun prepared herself to answer Nana's question.

"I'm sorry, Ma. I'm just busy with all my clients-"

"Fuck your clients! Your mother is more important!"

"Ma, don't be like that. I promise you to visit you as often as needed after all of the cases settled up at the court."

"I don't care. I made decision."

"What decision, Nana? " I, hugged her right arms, looked into her eyes.

She looked at me for second then she turned to face mama back.

"I want both of my grandchild to stay with me"

My heart dropped down-

but my little sister cheered up as she like to be with nana just because nana fulfill her needs.

"Kyaa~" I pushed little bit her head bit getting scolded by my father.

"Park Jeannie!"

"Ma, but Jeannie would enter her university so soon. Also Jane gonna have her first homeschool session." My father suddenly exist in that situation.

"I insist. She can took over the chocolate company after she get her training months."

I saw fire in Nana's eyes. So did my parents too.

Yeah. Even they don't mind about me a lot but they seems won't lose me. like I stil need home cause it's not faraway from haechan.

"Nana-"

"Okay! Let's have our special meals!" She cut me deliberately.

"Yeaayyy. Nana did you make my favourite Sandwich?"

"Of course, honeybun! Now let's go all of you."

At night.

"Fuck. I hate this." You groaned alone on the bed thinking how you would be without seeing your boyfriend for not a single day also after you moved into your grandmother's house soon.

You looked up at the white flower decorated ceiling and that things still wandered in your mind.

You didn't get any phone call from him yet for today. He has been busy with his schedule of being an idol.

He always available at middle of the night.

You turned on the screen then got into your personal chatroom with him.

Babe, I have something to say. Really important.

Sent, 12:32 a.m.

You only got one tick from him. So you just decided to go to sleep even you didnt use to sleep at early bed.

[1:40 a.m.]

You can felt something was vibrating in your hand as you held your phone while you drove to sleep. That's make you woke up in the middle of the night.

Without seeing whose the caller, you answered just like that.

"Heelo sweetheart. Already asleep."

"I can't sleep unless I heard your voices, you know."

"Awwwwww~ so sweet talker."

"Shut up. How was your day during the show?"

"So tired but not full enjoyed."

The atmosphere suddenly turned into serious.

"Whyy babe, are you sick while performing?" You were afraid as he worked too hard just to present great performance to gis beloved fans.

"No. I'm not sick. I'm fine thank you."

"Then what?"

"I'm not enjoy it much as you're not here watching my performance with the members."

You dumbfounded.

"Are you serious, bang-chan?"

Bang-chan means side dishes in Korean.

"Hahahahahaha" you heard him laughed so loudly. You just brought that up again because you watched one of the vlive that Jeno called him Bang-chan when he introduced himself.

Then, you also laughed but not that as hard-core as him.

"Are you done, baby?" You asked him after you heard silent voices.

"N-no" his giggles still there.

"Hahahh, i want to see you so bad right now. But i cant As the network is not giving cooperation with me. So, yeah~ "

"So, you feel like you want to go home?" He asked.

"Yes of course. Home is everything." You looked out the glass window. Spontaneous thought came in.

"Am I your everything too?" He snapped you out by his question.

It took several seconds to reply that.

"Lee donghyuck, you are my last destiny after the world end its life."

"Wahh~" at the end of his word, his soothing voice made you melt.

"Go to sleep now , babe. You tired i know that."

"Love you 3000" you added.

"Love you for infinity numbers."

And that amde you laughed.

"Bye. Have a nice sleep, haechan."

"Okay ."

You end up the call. After that you directly close your eyes and drove to sleep.

A/n : I can't add some more parts as it hit the max length. Tf. If it hit 10 likes, I'll post more ♡♡♡

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punkscowardschampions · 4 years

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Buster & Ava

Buster: What the fuck have I gotta lay the law down for? Ava: Oh, and a howdy to you too Buster: Start talking Buster: Mum is really pissing me off Ava: Welcome to the club Buster: Come on, I ain't got the time or the patience for this off you as well Ava: You ain't my lawyer and I don't want you present Ava: I know my rights Buster: For fuck's sake, someone give me a straight answer Ava: God, fine Ava: but this is NOT how I wanted to do this, let the record show Buster: It's out of your hands, yeah, noted Ava: I've got a new boyfriend and they're not happy Buster: What's that gotta do with me? Ava: I didn't tell you Ava: It's someone you know, alright Buster: Who? Ava: Knew, even, back in the day Ava: Your old friend, James Buster: I know loads of lads called James Buster: It better not be the one I first thought of Ava: Well how would I know Buster: Don't Ava: What do you want me to say? Buster: I don't want to hear another word unless it's you telling me I've got it wrong and it ain't him Ava: Then that's that Buster: What's wrong with you? Ava: Nothing Ava: I met him at Kings, I like him Buster: Bullshit, you're better than this Ava: Better than what, exactly? Buster: A fucking married dad, Ava Ava: He's getting divorced Buster: So you're someone's dirty little secret and then what, exactly, a surrogate mum? Ava: Of course not Buster: Just 'cause he's never had any drive or ambition and his soon to be ex is cracked, that don't mean you've gotta step in on either Ava: You don't know him anymore Buster: You don't know him, it's been like a month, yeah? Ava: and who do you think I am anyway, captain save a hoe? Buster: You tell me Ava: No, you think you know so well, go on Buster: Jesus Christ Buster: You're proper acting your fucking age Buster: Don't get me started on that Ava: It isn't that big of a gap Buster: Not like when Nance tried to get on her teacher no, but is that what you wanna be measured against now? Ava: She's already gone there, try again Buster: Okay, try this, it's really fucking hard raising someone else's kid Buster: I know, I'm doing it Ava: Like you said, it's been like a month Ava: I'm dating him, I'm not raising any children Buster: It doesn't matter, you like him, you'll wanna help him Buster: Then you'll get attached and you'll be stuck Ava: No I will not Ava: and he's not going to introduce people to his kids that easily either, he's not an idiot Buster: I don't care what he is, you're being stupid Buster: End it before you're in up to your neck Ava: How am I? Buster: Come on, you don't need the list Ava: Then I disagree Buster: Go ahead, I'm right Ava: Enjoy that Ava: it changes nothing in my life Buster: You think you're grown now, yeah? Ava: You think you can tell me what to do? Buster: When you're this determined to fuck up, I've clearly got to Ava: Focus on your own family Buster: You're my family Ava: Then trust me Buster: I fucking love you, stop it Ava: I love you all too Buster: You told Nance before you told me, you weren't even gonna tell me, what the hell, Ava? Ava: I was going to Ava: I changed my status and she pounced so I just told her there and then Ava: I was thinking how to put it Buster: He's got you lying already Buster: Keeping important shit from me Ava: It's not like that Ava: I am telling you Buster: I'm gonna kill him Ava: No, you aren't Ava: come on Buster: You come on Ava: He's had a hard enough time, alright Ava: and he's not done anything wrong here Buster: He's not gonna be any good for you after being with her Buster: She's fucked Ava: He is though Ava: she's left her kids, you know Buster: Listen, she ruins everything she touches Ava: He isn't ruined Buster: You can't see it Ava: You literally haven't seen him in ages Buster: I'm not talking about him, I'm talking about her Ava: You weren't trying to help him then, when it all happened Buster: You don't know what I did or didn't do then, alright? Buster: Shut up Ava: Don't tell me to shut up Buster: Fucking hell Ava: Calm down Buster: Don't Ava: If this is the extent of the conversation we're gonna have then yeah, we're both too busy for this Buster: Ava Ava: What? Buster: I'm trying to calm down, alright Ava: Alright Buster: Shit happened back then, I'm not proud of it and I try not to think about it Ava: It's the same for him, and lots of people Ava: I'm sorry if he brings that up for you Buster: Yeah, well that ain't your fault, it ain't even his Buster: I'm sorry Ava: You've reacted as expected Ava: Meaningless death threats aren't nothing compared to mum asking if I'm doing it for attention, soz to you and dad Buster: I just wanna protect you, so does she Ava: Appreciated Buster: She's so shit scared to lose you, any of us, but you know Buster: You especially Ava: Rule number one is don't chase them into the boyfriend's arms, is it not Buster: When has she ever played by any rules but her own? Come on Ava: Well I'm not a baby Buster: You're exactly the fucking same as her, is what you are Ava: Shut up Ava: If I was we'd have no problem Buster: Well, I was gonna say nicer but you've fucked that now Ava: I don't feel like being nice Buster: Fair enough, me either Ava: Oh no, however will we cope without your kind words and ways Buster: Do you love him or what? Ava: I'm the one being stupid and moving too fast, now you wanna marry me off Ava: okay Buster: Do you? Ava: Yes Buster: Alright Ava: Is it? Buster: It won't always be but it'll feel worth it anyway Ava: How is it different with Venus? Buster: Everything is harder with or without that cunt actually around to undermine me Buster: I second guess myself all the time, if I don't love her enough, if I love her too much Buster: I'd die for that kid and I have no idea what I'm even gonna mean to her Ava: Yeah Ava: it's fucked up Buster: Caleb gave everything to Edie and it didn't save her Ava: No Ava: How could they let it happen again Buster: I love Rio more than anything and I still couldn't stop it Ava: It's really messed up Buster: Yeah Ava: Do you think you should give her to her dad Ava: full time Buster: He doesn't want her full time, he barely wants her part time Ava: I just think Ava: that maybe that's because Rio wouldn't give her up Ava: he was going to have her, obviously, that was the plan, when Junior was still around Buster: Plans change and he only wants it his way Ava: okay Ava: do you talk to Caleb? Ava: you should Buster: Yeah 'cause that wouldn't be weird Ava: Act your age Buster: That means not being a selfish cunt, no good is gonna come of me raking over his grief for my own benefit Buster: Oh and while I'm at it, let me slag your daughter off for not listening to me, cheers Ava: He probably would like to talk about it Ava: doubt anyone ever asks him Buster: You talk to him then Buster: Be the best step mum you can be, like Ava: 🙄 Buster: Like you said, everything's fucked Ava: Don't include me in that Buster: You ain't exempt, kid Buster: You wish Ava: Alright, then I'm not and get over it Buster: Act your age Ava: Rich Buster: Yeah, I am Ava: Not yet, boy Buster: Take your jinxes elsewhere Ava: Will do Buster: Good Ava: Can report back now, Judas Buster: Fuck that, I don't do what I'm told either Ava: 😏 Ava: Bullshit, you don't want to admit you failed horribly Buster: Fuck you, that's never happened Ava: Sure, you convinced me Ava: definitely not going to do exactly what I want and planned to Buster: 'Course and 'course not, respectively Ava: But seriously, you can't actually lie to them about this because I won't be Buster: Hilarious, I ain't that cunt and I ain't looking to turn into him today Ava: Well I hope they go back to annoying about whatever they usually do and not me then Ava: you* Buster: Unlikely Ava: Serious question Ava: do you think I should let him talk to them Ava: he offered but is that the worst idea or actually might help Buster: Why not? Buster: He loves you too, yeah? Ava: Yeah Ava: but if dad tries to hit him or something as shaming I swear to God Buster: Mum wouldn't let that happen Buster: She'd kick him out well before he could kick off, she knows every tiny trigger even before he does Ava: Hmm, maybe Ava: you have more faith in her as an impartial ref Ava: but she's not been shouting at you for however long so Buster: 'Cause she don't shout at me, she goes quiet Buster: James can still form a coherent sentence when prompted, can't he? Ava: Well that's unfair Ava: I'll ask her to change her method back Ava: and fuck off Buster: It's a fair question, he was partying really hard last I heard Ava: He went to rehab actually Buster: Leave that out of the introductions and calm down then Ava: Don't tell me to calm down Ava: tah very much Ava: like they just want to meet him Buster: I'm just saying, he offered Buster: If you don't have to do this on your own, why the fuck would you wanna? Ava: You don't get it 'cos your relationship is different Ava: you wouldn't subject someone to this family if you didn't have to Ava: in fact, definitely waiting 'til they've calmed down, I can just imagine the ridiculous things they'd say and nope Buster: Take the support, Ava, Christ's sake Buster: He was married to her, he's handled crazier Ava: Yeah 'cos that's how I want to be Ava: how I wanna treat him Ava: I'm more than capable, thanks Buster: Yeah, really capable of letting someone help you, as evidenced right there, like Ava: I don't need it Buster: Whatever Buster: Maybe he needs to give it Ava: He's mid-divorce, I think he's busy enough Buster: If he loves you, he ain't too busy for you Ava: 🙄 Okay Ava: you can go now Buster: You can think again on trying to tell me what to do Ava: Okay, I'm gonna go then Ava: thank you for your advice etc Buster: Don't ask me what I reckon and then dismiss it Ava: I've taken it on-board Ava: I didn't say I'd do what you said Buster: It'll help show them that you're both serious Buster: They reckon nobody under the age of about 35 has been since they were Ava: Exactly Ava: that's what they don't wanna hear Ava: ever since you shit the bed Ava: they can think it's not serious if they like, fine by me Buster: The sooner they hear whatever the truth is, the sooner they can deal, 'cause they'll have to Ava: I'm not even gonna be here this time next year Ava: they need to deal with that first Buster: You're not a baby, it's all part of the same issue Ava: You need to move here or they need to be there so they can be all over your kids Buster: I've already got a place there and they've got one here Ava: I'm talking permanently, like Ava: or they'll have their own baby or something Buster: No they won't Ava: If Ro can Ava: wonders never cease Buster: Yeah and that was such a good idea Ava: She wouldn't know one if it called itself 0 cals Buster: Like you said, in a year you'll be at uni wherever the fuck you want Ava: I'll suggest knitting and golf then Buster: If you've got a death wish Ava: Can't dampen the mood any harder Buster: Come on Buster: I'll have another kid or something, take the heat off Ava: Tah Ava: no chance Nance will so you have to really Buster: Don't Ava: What? Buster: Imagining her as a mother is such a headfuck Ava: She won't Ava: she's heartbroken rn, apparently Buster: Standard then, yeah? Ava: obviously Ava: standard she managed to get that in to this convo, like Buster: If anyone can Ava: you know Ava: as well as a meaningless offer of a trip out there Buster: And you still told her before me Buster: Fuck you Ava: Got to be faster on the socials Ava: I technically told Grace ages ago if you want to be really upset Buster: What? Ava: Not literally the whole debacle, I'm not mental Ava: just to talk about it, when you last came over Buster: What do you reckon all your friends are gonna say? Ava: I dunno Ava: a mixed bag, no doubt Buster: I can like actually try and talk to mum and dad if you want Ava: If you wanna smash your head against that particular brickwall Ava: you're welcome to try Ava: I don't mind Buster: 'Course that wouldn't actually hurt me so Ava: Thick skull Ava: sure Buster: Yeah Buster: And loads of practice at exactly that pursuit Ava: Cheers then Ava: enjoy the brain damage Buster: Will do

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breathebangtan · 5 years

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Credulous

Ch. 4: Lurking

Genre: FallenGuardianAngel! Jimin, Supernatural

Members: Jimin

Pairings: Jimin x y/n

Synopsis: love is an uncontrollable feeling, even for those who were meant to protect, and only protect. Nothing more and nothing less. Yet somehow, there was always outliers.

Warnings: Slight manipulation and a small accident

Word count: 3.6k

A/N: Hope you all enjoy! Please like and reblog if you do!

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My weeks were usually uneventful, aside from the occasional accidents here and there. Like this morning for instance, when I didn't tie my shoelace tight enough. I accidentally tripped on it and fell down the stairs. Luckily, I was only three steps away from the ground, only ended up with a scraped knee. Jimin, of course, took care of my wound. I was late to class, but at least my knee wasn't burning, thanks to him. I hadn't realised just how much my guardian would be around me, now that I knew who he was. He gave himself full reins on my life. Sitting in the empty seats next to me in class, giving me the answers to tests, literally telling me where to walk because he was afraid I'd get hurt again. Maybe I was over exaggerating though, he wasn't with me 24/7, or at least he wasn't visible to me. But he was a little overbearing, about everything I did that could potentially harm me.

Not that I could blame him, my track record wasn't in my favor by the slightest. He let me be once he thought I was fine on my own, which was nice. I was grateful that he trusted me. The week came to an end sooner or later though, and my double date was getting closer. Jimin seemed to feel funny about the whole thing, sat on the edge of my bed as I did homework, asking me for details. “Where will you guys be going, anyway?” I could only shrug, I didn't know either. Rae had only stated that it would be a double date this Friday, and that was all the information she gave me.

“I wish I knew that too, but Rae didn't give me any specifics. Hopefully the guy isn't a douche.” I giggled to myself at the last part. “Are you sure you want to go out with some random dude you haven't met?” He questions me, and he successfully inserts doubt into my mind. It doesn't go unnoticed by me, however, the fact that he's trying to push me away from the whole thing. At least it would seem like it. “I mean, Rae knows him. Why? Do you not want me to go out?” I question his motive but he just shakes his head.

“It's not that, I just know you don't like socializing, much less dating. It just seemed odd to me that you gave in so easily. That's all.” He smiles, and I brush it off. His excuse was pretty valid. Even I was astonished at how surprisingly okay I was with this, even somewhat excited. Albeit, very little. He spent the rest of that night watching me study, helping me here and there before he disappeared. There was nights when I couldn't sleep and he'd stay with me, until I could. On nights like that one however, he'd disappear randomly, and I wouldn't see him until the next day.

Finally I was home, after a long day of work. Maybe the fact that work was stressing me, was the same reason why my excitement for tonight was growing slightly, and I gave in. Spending the remaining hours, before the double date, preparing for it. I tried my best to look presentable, yet casual. A simple pink knit sweater, that was torn at the bottom, making it barely reach past my belly button, that paired with a denim skirt and black sneakers. I hoped I wasn't underdressing myself, nor over dressing. I was just so nervous on what my first impression would be, and I wasn't sure why. Maybe the comfort Jimin had given me, was changing me.

Just as I thought of him, he chimed in out of seemingly nowhere. “Is that what you'll be wearing?” He asked, as I finished applying the last bit of makeup. “Yeah, is it too much? It's not enough, is it?” I questioned. My tone made me seem desperate though. I always disliked feeling desperate, which made me shake my head. “No, you look perfect.” He smiled at me, I was relieved as I looked myself over in the mirror.

“I just think it might be too revealing.” He spoke in a quitter voice, with a tone I couldn't figure out. I tilted my head slightly, in questioning. Too revealing? It's just my legs, but it's nothing bad, right? “Are you sure? It's just a skirt.” I asked him as I looked at my mirror, contemplating what to do. “I'm just saying, it's supposed to get cold later tonight. Are you sure you want to be wearing a skirt? I don't want you catching a cold.”

He might be right, I didn't want to get cold later. As much as I didn't want to go, I didn't want to not enjoy it because I was cold. Besides, I was slightly excited, I didn't want to ruin it for myself. “Should I wear jeans instead?” He was quick to nod his head at my suggestion. It was cute though, making me giggle as I went to grab a pair of jeans from my drawer. After successfully changing in my bathroom I walked back out. He wasn't in the room anymore, I figured he'd left and grabbed my purse. As if on cue, Rae called me. I didn't hesitate to answer her call. “I'm outside, are you ready!” She screeched full of excitement. How could she not be though? She'd had a crush on Henry for the longest time. Just another reason why I wanted to be on my best behavior tonight. I didn't want to jeopardize her chances with him. “I'll be right out.”

I was thankful that Rae had a car in this moment, because I wasn't sure how far our date would take place from my apartment. I was sure that walking wouldn't be ideal though. The only reason Rae had a car now, was because her parents finally took the next step and bought a new car. Resulting in Rae receiving their old one. “So, have you guys decided on what we'll be doing today?” I asked her as she drove down busy streets. The moon was high up in the sky, shining as bright as it could, but still overshadowed by all the street lights. “Yeah, we're going to the boardwalk. Ride a couple rides, play some games. It'll be fun, plus it'll be easy to get to know each other.” She happily cheered. She was always so bubbly, in contrast to me. I always wondered what made her befriend me, we're so different. Maybe opposites do attract.

“Well, it does sound exciting.” I looked out the window, looking at all the stores and cars passing by, all the people out shopping. The city was booming with activity right now, it was Friday night after all. Not too long after, we made it to the location. Just as I expected, there's a huge crowd of people. I guess the incident from last Friday night did have an effect on me, because I was worried that in this large crowd of college kids, that jerk would be too. I prayed that he wouldn’t and got out the car, sighing slightly. I guess my thoughts were obvious, because Rae questioned me. “Are you alright? You look a little pale.” She looks over my features as she walks closer to me. I can only smile at her, nodding. I was determined to make this night amazing for her, without having to worry about me. “Yeah, of course. I think I’m just a little nervous. I mean you never told me who my date will be, or what he’s like.” I try to act like that’s what’s bothering me, and nothing else. Not a complete lie though, I was curious as to who she paired me up with, what he was like. Which didn’t really matter because I wasn’t thinking of being in a relationship or anything, but a fun date couldn’t hurt, right?

“Oh, you’ll have so much fun together, I just know it!” She responds as she ushers me into the swarm of bodies that are running around, enjoying their night. “That doesn’t really help me, but okay?” I let her lead me to wherever, guessing she and the boys probably agreed on a specific spot to meet up. We quickly end up in front of a booth that look like it sold tickets and passes for the rides. Rae didn't bother to get in line, instead opting for cutting half of the line. “Um, Rae… What are you doing? Shouldn't we go get in line back there?” I question her, but quickly realise why she had done so. We ended up in front of two guys, laughing with each other. One was Henry, who didn't take long to notice us. “Hey! You guys made it.” He smiles at us as Rae smiles shyly, going in for a hug, which he reciprocates. Next to him is someone I haven't seen before, which wasn't unusual as I didn't socialize much. Aside from parties at least, which wouldn't help because the alcohol made everyone's faces blurry.

He stuck his hand out to me, smiling widely as he introduced himself. “I'm David, it's nice to meet you. Rae was boosting about you all week, it's nice to finally see why that is.” I blush slightly, a light giggle escaping my lips. Wasn't sure if it was because I found that funny, or if It was a nervous laugh. “Well, she hasn't mentioned you at all. So I'm excited to see what mysterious you hold.” I smile as we step closer to the booth, the line making progress. He laughs at my words, “I'm an open book, so you won't have any trouble. Trust me.” He smiles and I nod my head. I had to admit he was a very good looking guy. “I'm Y/n, by the way. So, do you go to school with us? Or?” I ask him, trying to make conversation, I just hoped that it wouldn't get awkward. I couldn't count the many times I made small talk with someone, and I somehow made it awkward. “Yeah, I'm studying law now. To be honest though,” he says, rubbing the back of his neck, “I wish I could pursue something else, but my father is a lawyer. He wanted me to be one as well.” He comments.

“I see, that's always hard. Have you tried talking to him about it?” I questioned him, and as I did I realised he most likely has, but it wasn't like I could retract my statement now. “Of course, but he's insistent. I just wish he could understand that it's just not for me.” His shoulders droop slightly, in defeat. We take a couple more steps. “No, I totally understand. We only have the one life, we should do what we like and be happy.” He smiles genuinely at me, his mouth opening to say something, but Rae interrupts us. “You guys, I’m getting a little hungry.” She pouts cutely, we all smile at her.

“We could eat something before going on the rides. Although, I don’t know how much of a good idea that is.” I contemplate my own suggestion, as I realise that eating before going on any roller coaster isn’t exactly ideal. It could lead to an unwanted accident. “We could eat something light, maybe a snack. You know, just to tame your hunger.” David chimes in. I agreed with him immediately. As we were all agreeing, the person in front of us had finished buying tickets, we walked up to the booth after they’d walked away. The girl behind the glass window spoke up. “What can I get for you?” Her tone was bored, it’s not that she was rude, but you could definitely tell she didn’t want to be here. I didn’t blame her, working Friday nights, in a ticket booth, watching others having fun wasn’t ideal.

As much as I hated myself for what I was about to do, I tried not to think about it too long and just did it. “How about you guys go and get something to eat for Rae, David and I will buy the tickets.” I say as I give Rae a little push. “Are you sure?” She asks but I just nod and turn back to the girl behind the window. I didn't want to be alone with David, but I also knew Rae probably wanted a little alone time with Henry, and I was determined to make this date the best for her. David and I decided on what free passes to buy, and walked away from the booth. The loud laughs of the people running around the boardwalk filled the night. “So how did you meet Rae?” I ask David as we walk around, looking for our friends.

“Oh, we were friends when we were younger. We use to live in the same town. I saw her on campus not to long ago and we started talking again.” He explained to me, I was glad in away. At least it meant she knew him pretty well. He wasn't just a complete stranger. “Oh, so you know her since she was a kid. Has she always been this bubbly?” He laughs at my question as he nods his head. It was a good thing, she's always been the bright person that she is today. “It's quite endearing, isn't it?” He wasn't wrong at all, it was the feeling I always got when she got excited about things, or acted like a schoolgirl fawning over Henry.

“So tell me about yourself, I mean Rae talked a lot about you, but it's not the same as hearing you say it.” He leads us further down the boardwalk, where I see Rae and Henry near a pretzel stand. “Well, what are you interested about?” I realise that I’m making myself sound mysterious in away, but I just genuinely don’t know what to say. Aside from Rae, I never really had to talk about myself. I mean I didn’t even with her, we just gradually figured each other out the more we spent time together. I thought that was the norm, but I guess not? “Anything, are you from here?” He asks. We’re getting closer to the other two, that Rae sees us and waves at us to hurry.

“No, not originally. I use to live two cities away from here, but I moved here on my own for school.” He nods taking in the information. “Just like Rae and I, I guess it’s not that uncommon for students to be out of town.” It really wasn’t, I was sure around half of students were out of town. It was just such a common thing. We finally reached our friends, Rae handing me a pretzel. “That’s for you,” She says, in a sing song voice. “and this one's for you.” She hands David another. I take a bite of it as we walk away from the stand. Out of nowhere Rae starts jumping excitedly and we all laugh at her antics. “Oh my god! Look!” She points at a carnival game, the cliche knock down the bottles and you win a prize ones. She was usually really good at these games, but I figured that she’d want the typical date experience where the guy wins the prize for the girl.

“Hey, why don’t you go win her a prize?” I suggest to Henry, trying to set in motion my plan. He looks like he wants to respond, but David picks up on my intentions and pushes him forward. “Come on, win the pretty lady a prize.” Henry gives in and pays for a game. I was starting to notice how nervous he was, they were comfortable with each other, and he was confident. Even so, he would do slight things that made it apparent that he wanted to impress Rae. Which of course, I was happy about, because that could only mean he liked her as well. “Do you want to come up to the ferris wheel with me?” David seemed like a nice guy, from the small sentences we interchanged, but I was here for Rae and to have a good time. I feared that spending too much alone time with him would make ideas in his head.

“I… I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I stuttered out, rubbing my arm awkwardly. “Why? Are you afraid of heights?” He asked, I could tell by the tone of his voice he really wanted us to go. “No… I just…” My voice caught in my throat, as a new thought came to mind.

It’ll be fun, he’s cute. I couldn’t help but agree with myself, but I was still silent. Not sure if to say yes to him. The thought brought along an unpleasant and odd aura. A sudden emptiness left inside me, but I was totally fine with the vacancy within me. It was as if I could become addicted.

I’m so lonely, he’d be perfect. Everything I need. My lips turned into a smile on their own. It’s time to live my life, and he’s the one to do it with. My voice rushed out of my mouth, “On second thought, this should be fun!” I hooked my arm around his and pulled him along, yelling over to Rae that we’d be back as I ran off. David laughing beside me as his steps picked up. I couldn’t argue with myself, even if I wanted to. I just went along with my instinct. Thankfully the line wasn’t long. Barely anyone was waiting, we were up and in the ferris wheel in no time. David helped me sit down, and in my head I marked down a point for his chervillry acts. When he sat down, I noticed he tried his best to give me space. Something if never Do was my next move. I brushed my hand over his, leaving some fingers lingering over his.

His slight smile was evident. The pink hue in his cheeks forming was utterly cute to me now, the wind pushing his hair back as he looked to the side. “I know we just met, but you seem super nice and I’d like to spend more time with you.” He scots closer to me, my head leaning on his shoulder. “That would be nice, you and I.” I say in a dreamy voice. A familiar scent came to me in that instant. Vanilla and roses mixed with lavender. Such an amazing scent, one I could lose myself in. It was utterly familiar but I couldn’t place from where, not in this instant at least. “What made you change your mind, back there I mean. When I asked you to come up here.” I shrugged slightly. Even I wasn’t sure what that was, all I know is that I did and we were here now.

“You seem like a nice guy that I’d like to spend time with.” I didn’t want to let him down, and it was a complete lie. I hooked my arm around his again, sliding closer. “Maybe we can make that happen.” He suggested and I nodded my head In content. We spent the rest of the time in peaceful silence. Until the ride stopped, our cart at the very top. “Wow, look at all those light.” I pointed out at the city, everything looked so small from here. He laughed at me slightly, “The view is amazing, isn’t it?” He looked out as well. Our eyes opened wide suddenly as we felt the ferris wheel shake. My heart started to palpitate quickly, as a more violent shake was felt. My breath hitching in my throat.

“Are you okay?” David asked, as he kept his arm in front of me, gripping the metal handle next to me. “Yeah, I’m fine.” I told him, as I dared to look forward, to see what was happening down there. The all too familiar feeling came to me. Only accomplishing for me to look like crazy all over for Jimin. However, I couldn't find him anywhere in the crowd of onlookers on the ground. “Be careful, you’ll fall.” David said protectively, and as he did Jimin’s presence became much more unbearable.

“Where are you?” I whispered to myself, gaining a strange look from David. “What was that?” He asks, confused making me shake my head. “Nothing, I just don’t understand what went wrong down there.” My sentence barely making it out as the ferris wheel rushes to rotate. A scream escapes my lips, my body slamming against David’s, which I was quick to hold on to for dear life, wishing it was Jimin instead. But he wasn’t making himself visible to me.

I’ve got you. Jimin’s voice filled my ears as the ferris wheel came to a halt and started to slowly move. My breath was irrational but I was trying to stabilize it. Finally, our cart reached the bottom and it all stopped as we did. I didn’t even wait for the man to open the gate on our cart, I unbuckled myself and opened the gate, running out. I didn’t even stop to wait for David, rushing to where Jimin was in the crowd. I wasn’t even sure how I knew where to find him, probably our connection. Either way, I crashed into him, hugging him with all the strength that I still had in my body. A stream of tears falling down my eyes.

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staytiny-angel · 6 years

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Inside/Out - One

Rating: E

Main Pairing: Dean Ambrose/Cassandra Lincoln (OC)

Side Pairing: Seth Rollins/Finn Balor

Warnings: (for entire story) Language, Homophobic slurs, Smut, Violence, nongraphic mentions of Stalking and Domestic Abuse.

Summary: Mechanic Dean Ambrose is about to be released from prison after serving three years for manslaughter after nearly beating Randy Orton, the Mayor's son to death after Orton attacked his ex-girlfriend, the daughter of the town's pastor Cassandra Lincoln. Having fallen in love with Cassandra himself over the last three years, Dean will stop at nothing to protect her from the still lingering threat of Randy Orton and the judgemental views of their small town.

Taglist: @evilangel84 @sugasfatgf @nerdlife0612 @wwevampireamongmen @riverdalehoeeeeeee @roman-hetfield

2 years, 363 days ago.

Dear Mr. Ambrose

I know I'm probably the last person you probably want to hear from but I just wanted to say thank you for helping me and that I'm sorry about what happened to you because you helped me. If it's all right with you I would like to be your friend.

Sincerely,

Cassandra Lincoln

2 years, 360 days ago.

Hey Cassandra,

Don't say sorry for that fucker Orton, wasn't your fault. I did what any good person should have done when I came across what was happening to you. Wouldn't mind the letters doll, can't stop you if you really wanna waste your time on me.

Dean

Present Day

"You will not go near that man when he gets released, Cassandra. He's nothing but trouble, look what happened last time. Your lucky our family's reputation wasn't irreparably tarnished by your selfish behavior."

Cassandra refrained from rolling her eyes at her stepfather's ranting but it was definitely a struggle.

"He saved my life and lost 3 years of his!" Cassandra said for what seemed like the millionth time.

Of course, he was once again lecturing her about Dean Ambrose. The mechanic was about to be released from the state prison after being paroled, only having served 3 years of the 5 he'd been sentenced to for manslaughter after he'd attacked the man who'd been stalking her.

"Why do you continue to tell this lie? Randy Orton is an upstanding member of this community and our church. I still don't understand why you broke up with him. That...hooligin attacked him for no reason and got what he deserved." Her stepfathers' ranting grew louder.

"Randy was cheating on me and he almost killed me because I broke up with him. He stalked me and messed with my car so he could get to me. If Dean hadn't shown up just when he did who knows what could have happened to me."

"Stop lying, Cassandra! Randy would never do those things and I don't know what that....trailer park trash has done to you to make you lie for him so insistently. That....that....man is lucky his younger brother is some kind of big-city lawyer. That's the only reason he didn't get longer. Only 5 years for nearly killing our mayor's son, what a travesty." Her father sneered

"I won't listen to this a moment longer. You don't believe me, you won't ever believe that Randy Orton is a psychopathic creep because Mayor Orton damns near paid for the new church by himself! Some father, some man of God you are!" Cassandra snatched up her purse and flew out of the house she still shared with her parents despite being 23 years old.

Throwing herself in the driver's seat of her car, she calmed down enough to start it and get out of there before her father could come after her.

Reaching for her blue tooth headset she called one of the few people she trusted in the small, judgmental town she was forced to call home, impatiently tapping her fingers on the steering wheel until he picked up

"Seth?" She said quietly when he answered. "Can I come to you and Finn's a few days earlier then we planned? I got into another fight with the Pastor about Dean and I can't be there right now."

"Your pretty much Dean's wife without the certificate that makes you our sister. We would never turn you away." Cassie didn't even want to think about how she would have gotten through the last 3 years of her life without Dean's brothers and Brother in Law.

Seth, Dean's youngest adopted brother was an amazing lawyer and he had tried to get Dean completely acquitted of the charges, citing that it was in defense of my life that he attacked Randy, but the most important piece of evidence in Dean's defense, the dash cam footage from Dean's tow truck had been mysteriously damaged and deemed inadmissible.

"I'll be there in a few. I just want to grab some things from the store."She told him as she headed into town proper.

"Just be careful, Cassie. Dean gets out tomorrow. I really don't need my big brother kicking my ass because something happened to his girl." Seth warned.

"I'll be fine, just a quick in and out at the grocers. I'll be there in less than an hour," she said before hanging up as she pulled into the parking lot of the store.

Walking in she made sure to get a few of Deans favorite snacks for when he got home. She couldn't wait to actually get to kiss and touch him. They had been 'dating' almost the entire time he'd been incarcerated. Ever since she had started sending him letters and been sneaking up to the prison to visit him. He was definitely rough around the edges and getting to know him had been difficult given their situation but she had persevered and now she knew the grumpy, seemingly standoffish man with a heart of gold was the one for her.

She knew her father would never approve of her being with Dean, he was absolutely nothing like the men that her stepfather had tried to guide her towards in the past.

Walking around a corner, her mind elsewhere she bumped into a tall figure "Look who it is." A deep voice said grabbing her arms.

Cassie jumped back at the scarily familiar voice and looked up at the menacingly brown eyes of her ex-boyfriend Randy Orton. "My wayward girlfriend. I heard Ambrose was about done being a prison bitch."

"I'm not your girlfriend anymore Orton. I'm Dean's fiancee. Why can't you just leave me alone? Haven't you and your father done enough to us?" She said quietly, willing her voice not to shake.

"Hey! You are not marrying that prison rat. Our fathers say you're marrying me and that's the way it's going to be." Randy said angrily. "You've had your bit of freedom, now its time to do as your told."

"This isn't the dark ages Randy, I'm not marrying anyone because my stepfather says so especially not an abusive piece of trash like you." She said fiercely.

"Keep thinking you have a choice sweetheart, you'll come to heel eventually" Randy sneered, reaching for her.

"How about you take a hike and leave my sister the hell alone, Orton?" said another deep, but infinitely more welcome voice.

Neither Cassie nor Randy had noticed Seth and Dean's oldest brother Roman walk up to them. The Samoan ex-special forces captain stepped between her and Randy, his huge frame completely blocking her from Randy's sight.

"Go on Orton, get out of here, I don't wanna have to hide your body after my brother kills you for fucking with his woman again," Roman said lowly.

"You and that fag brother of yours can't always be with her, Reigns." Orton sneered "and if Ambrose comes near me, he's going right back in his cage like the bitch he is."

Roman stepped forward to give Orton the ass whipping he was begging for when he felt a tiny hand on his back. "Don't Roman, he's not worth it. I just want him to go away for now." Cassie said quietly "Dean will be home tomorrow and I want everything to perfect, you taking his place in jail is in no way perfect."

"Listen to my woman Reigns. Just walk away." Randy said with a mean laugh as he finally backed up from them. "See you soon, doll"

#shai writes #dean ambrose #dean ambrose imagine #dean ambrose/oc #wwe imagine #wwe fanfiction #wwe smut #roman reigns #seth rollins #finn balor #the shield

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GOP Ranking Members Demand Pelosi Explain Why She Refuses to Turn Over Documents on US Capitol Security and Why She Delayed National Guard Response for One Hour During Siege

@NevadaElJefe follows back!

I'll tell you why Dirty Nancy "Delayed" calling the National Guard! Nancy and the Democrats started that Antifa Riot, and she "Delayed" because she was trying to sucker Patriots into the fray! All in an attempt to blame President Trump, and divert attention from the subject of the day - the Democrats' Fraudulent Stealing of the 2020 Presidential Election! Trump Won!

https://www.thegatewaypundit.com/2021/02/gop-ranking-members-send-letter-pelosi-refused-protect-us-capitol-jan-6-delayed-national-guard-response-one-hour-siege/

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Lee Lowell<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Is Nancy the only person in Washington with info on Capital Security??

Gundylady<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> You got some 'splainin' to do, Nancy.

Jimbohsliice<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Because she’s a traitor.

Wyatt<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Absolutely. I agree entirely

Carol Poches<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a>, She needs to be put in jail.

Jessiebush<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> She needs to be locked up!

Kalayaan<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Why will Patriots disrupt a proceeding that can help expose all the fraud schemes of the Democrats??? Wouldn’t we rather see everything play out??? The Democrats seem to have made a pact with the devil! The devil is their leader!!!!

Xarver Bea Kris<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> agree. There should be an investigation.... just like they do with conservatives

MagaPatriotRN<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> yep! It has her written all over it. Plus the hurry up to Impeach once her laptop went missing. She really thinks we don't see through her.

Luckymee2<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Thank you for seeing the truth and letting us know.

Crusty_55<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> She is not going to answer. The GOP members won't push either.

WOO<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> She just needs some time to doctor them.

Celestia Vargas<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Why cant they just DEMAND She hands them over, and if She doesnt, Maybe shes the one to be impeached? Since impeachment is soooo normal nowadays

ChupieChiChi<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Arrest her already!!!

Dostacos4u<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> distraction from the election fraud

senior_director<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> I believe it, all a set up by Nazi Nancy

BommyC.<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> But she’s thinking of a 9/11 commission to determine what happen. 🤣😂 she needs to go!!!!!

R.Daneel.Olivaw<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> That's not a complete reasoning. The more important aspect of this delay and attempt to get patriots to engage in illicit behaviors is so that they can then label them in the "Terrorist" category. This opens many doors for them to abuse every last American. Many doors. When they open mine, I'll shoot. I may well shoot when they open my neighbor's door too. Care to join me?

CountryYall<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a>

PopyPanayotou<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> I posted the exact thing on Twitter and got suspended!😆

jg255025503<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Hang her

EdwardBernays10101<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> They are just creating more crimes to delay. I want the Obama dirt from 4 years ago. Then work through all the crimes that occurred after, that they have created.Fuck this nothing burger

grmpasteve<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Nasty Pelosi.

StarKittys1Mom<a href="https://gab.com/grmpasteve" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@grmpasteve</a> <a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> I call her Nasty Peelousy

Deb Silcox<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> She may have a stroke with everything backfiring on her! They are all going down fighting as hard as they can - sorta like Kamikaze pilots! but missing their targets!

Lady_Victorias😆 <a href="https://gab.com/DGHS" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@DGHS</a> <a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a>

Sherry M<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Why is she wearing panties on her face?

Jill Vaughn<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> The Win is still coming!

Ditch_Mitch<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> <a href="/tags/abcnews" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#abcnews</a> <a href="/tags/cbsnews" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#cbsnews</a> <a href="/tags/foxnews" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#foxnews</a> <a href="/tags/msnbc" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#msnbc</a> <a href="/tags/nbcnews" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#nbcnews</a> <a href="/tags/pbsnewshour" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#pbsnewshour</a> <a href="/tags/nyt" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#nyt</a> <a href="/tags/washingtonpost" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#washingtonpost</a> <a href="/tags/cnn" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#cnn</a> Thoughts???

PetulantPeasant<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> I bet Mitch had a hand in planning the "attack", too.

CLRThinking2020<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> I’ve come to the same conclusion too.

GeneralPatton<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> That is funny, she's not gonna tell them shit. She will delay because her head is not quite on the chopping block yet. GOP demands... that is even funnier, A demand from any GOP politician holds as much weight as a ping pong ball.

MarsNAO<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> this seems like a plausible theory of what really happened. Anyone want to start laying wagers on which of the swamp creatures starts trembling on TV first?

John L Brown<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Pelosi must have studied 1st century Roman emperors. She acts just like them. If the Democrats had as much sense as the ancient Roman Senate, she's be gone by now ... or dead.

Ascension Magnet<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Keep your boobs off my eyes, Nancy. ty, the mgmt

TheDeplorableSoldier<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> That is likely why she was sooo very worried about her laptop...

McMike27<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> She’s not that smart. Smells like Hoyer.

Storm Riders<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> same ol' same ol' Luciferian symbolism on on pee pee pants Pelosi's neck line here...

Jack Kodiak<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Yes, this is what happens when braindead sheeple, the coward RINO party, the ChiCom-puppet Democrat party and the big tech eunuchs nurture cancer that is pretending to be human. I won't put any money on the frightened RINOs doing anything about it. They're batting a thousand in the world series of worthless idiots.

Dgrewe<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> that's exactly what she did, and mitch and the rest were in on it, that building is full of thieves and villains

filewis<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Sounds right.

Linnyw1<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Pelosi was in on it! So was Bower! McConnell, Schumer, they all knew!

merrylinda<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> you are so right, she planned it all and she needs to be arrested for colluding with her goons to attack the capitol and for the murder of Ashli

Elryza<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a>

Lillblondee<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Shes what I know as a dirty c***. Learned from her daddy 🤔

Lone Stubblejumper<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Nancy is one wicked woman...

Linnyw1<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Spot on! I believe this too! This is why the House could not call witnesses and why Pelosi was as pissed as she was, bc she is SO devious!

Ava<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Put pressure on her. Do not back down

SuzyQpatriot<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Nasty bitch!

Martha Lou<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> She needs to be brought up on all the false charges she has presented against President Trump. She slandered him for four years to cover up democrats’ crimes. It’s her turn to face the jury.

Dave Fowler<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Now that's the truth!!!!!

Dale Redcay<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a>

Choice America<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a>

Foxiediva70<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> I'm glad that I'm not the only person who believes that she was TOTALLY involved in the planning of the INSURRECTION! When our President's lawyers threatened to call her as a witness the House Managers quickly did an about face because she would have to answer some really tough questions that would have caused HER TO BE IMPEACHED!

Tac10<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Amen!! Biden is not the legal president! This election was a complete fraud! More and more evidence is pouring in! Soon it will be undeniable that this was an illegal election and a coup!! States all RED states need to engage and start their own investigations!! The American citizens deserve justice! The constitution deserves defending!! One man one vote!!

AdvQcateQ1960<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> 3.5 hours

Faithoverfear307<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> 🖕🖕🖕

maighread1364<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Pelosi will do anything she thinks that would work for her advantage. It seems more and more like a set up. They knew Trump was having a rally, and none of his rallies are not small, so all anti Trump forces were out to make trouble. Would not surprise me if others than Pelosi knew something may happen. Too much did happen.

Deedee2558<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> No doubt about it

NoisyAcres<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> She's a cunt...

Katana55<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Wait, Trump caused it but tried to prevent it? Can he be impeached for trying to prevent something he apparently started? <a href="https://gab.com/commonsensepdx" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@commonsensepdx</a> begs to differ

LuckyURanch<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Exactly!

WiseScribe<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Guantanamo!

Liberty4all<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> I loathe this woman. She and her nephew, Newsome, literally don't care that people are crapping and sleeping in tent cities all over CA. These "leaders" have no basis in the reality of hardworking Americans. How does this happen?

Klondikeone<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> yes and she controled the D C police.

Patriot Frost<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> I agree

ChiComDestroyer<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> She knew there were infiltrators and agitators in the crowd to fire them up She didn't want a force strong enough to stop it After it was over anyone who questioned the election results was demonized and the certification was rushed through that night without a 10 day investigation Sen Cruz wanted Who did the riot help? President Trump OR the swamp and the Chi-Coms!

KatSki<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Yup! That’s exactly what happened. Who had more to gain from stopping the proceedings. Uh huh.

TruthSerumMedia<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Oh, it's showtime! The thing about liars and their lies, is that TRUTH can be proven! Lies can only catch up to the LIARS!

The Cat<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Dirty-Piglosi "hired" riot whore like BLM/Antifa for the riot of 6 Jan. She planned it out together with Cocaine-Mitch & possibly Schumer! Start interrogating Piglosi and her gang of bandits over this! She did it so that he can lay blame on Trump and launch an impeachment!

Bruce D.BudnikLET'S SEE IF THE GOP REALLY MEANS WHAT THEY ARE SAYING ABOUT THE DOCUMENTS. <a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> If the GOP really means Pelosi and her criminal members turn over the US Capitol Documents then they should get on ALL the media outlets, write demands on their websites, STAND ON THE CONGRESS FLOOR AND DEMAND THE RELEASE, and run ads demanding Pelosi turn over the documents immediately.

Paula L 🇺🇸🗽🌻<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> You are exactly right!!

Beanguin<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Only for optics. They’re all in on it

PatriotSkye<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a>, The Speaker of the House, is actually responsible for security at the Capital. Yet, Schiffted Shady Pelosi, definitely made sure that thousands of National Guardsmen, where ordered to D.C. for the fraudulent inauguration!

Cleanitnow<a href="https://gab.com/PatriotSkye" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@PatriotSkye</a> <a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Don't forget her accomplices. Mitch and Chucky.

Jennifer 🙏🕊️⚖️🇺🇸<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Impeach Nancy Pelosi

Trunkletrouser<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Well there's probably enough Dems in her party that would prob be ok using the 14th amendment against her to get her out of their way.

No Libturds Allowed<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> She needed time for the photo ops.

LadyFreedomReader<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> PRISON!

Roy L Plummer<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> She will have to circle back on that.

Wildwood59Absolutely 100% right on!!!

Carolyn1776<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Yep!!

RJHardy<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> I WISH CALIFORNIA WOULD JUST RECALL OR FIRE THE HAG!

PatriciaVa<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Crook

Outwest<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> You don't even need to stretch to see this one.

1OldKid<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> I hope that someone with enough clout will hold her feet to the fire...

Rick<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> HOLD HER FEET TO THE FIRE AND MAKE HER ANSWER FOR WHAT SHE DID AND WHY SHE DID IT, 75 MILLION OF US WANNA KNOW!

Alintuit333<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Epic fail.

FollowTheMoney<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Wow! The tax payers buy Pelosi really nice outfits!!! This picture is reminiscent of a newly remodeled bathroom in a haunted house.

Curlyred1126<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> This witch belongs to PRISON!!

Ani4real<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> <a href="https://gab.com/Cah217_17" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@Cah217_17</a> Witch Pelosi belongs in prison ... not just any prison.... one to be transformed to operate just like the prisons of her beloved China. No A/C or heat ... right? After six months of no Botox and no hair coloring ....she will be unrecognizable. The prison guards will use her pictures to put on kitchen floor to scare the rats and roaches away.

MaeMorgan<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> it will be news when she is held publicly accountable for her actions surrounding Jan.6, 2021.

Tanner Lynd<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Trump won and the democrats can not stay.

Funnyb<a href="https://gab.com/NevadaElJefe" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@NevadaElJefe</a> Most corrupted woman in our government !

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