#id be shocked if nobody has done this w him yet

[13eyond13]

#id be shocked if nobody has done this w him yet #however #light yagami #near #death note #p

[darling-dummy-blogs]

Love & Insecurities- Victor Li

Summary: Victor realized that he was in love with MC but notices that Gavin catches her eye instead of him and so he becomes a bit insecure, goes to drink (at home.) Gets drunk and ends up telling MC how he feels along with telling her how insecure he feels.

Paring: Insecure!Drunk!Victor Li X F!MC

Genre: Angst, Fluffy Ending

Warnings: Alcohol Use. 

Fandom: Mr. Love Queen's Choice

Word Count: 4k 

Notes: Based off of the prompt: "I love you. I love you. I'm in love with you so much, it's killing me." Victor also might be slightly out of character (So please no judgment!) Also there will be some spoilers from Victor’s Tour Date. 

Why couldn’t he stop thinking about her?

 Victor sat at his desk, trying to do his work as usual. But for some unforsaken reason, he just could not get her out of his head. He hardly got any of his work done, All because a certain dummy was on his mind. 

Victor grew frustrated, unable to do his daily tasks like he normally would. He sighed resting his face in his hands, trying to get these thoughts out of his head. 

 Her beautiful smile.. Her brown eyes that sparkled brighter than the sun.. Her soft hair that made him want to run his fingers through.. Her shyness.. Her sassiness… Everything about her just filled Victor with a warm feeling. Something he has never felt before. 

He didn’t even realize the sudden smile that appeared on his face at the mere image of MC.

From the moment he met her, something within him blossomed, a new feeling. One that made him crave more each and every time she was around. Whenever he would see her, he’d feel delighted. And when she walks into his office,  he could hear his own heart pounding within his chest at a rapid pace. 

What is this feeling? Victor would often ask himself. 

At times, all he felt was a sudden craving sensation to just be around her. To be close to her. To want to reach out and hold her. That craving never seemed to go away. The longing only seemed to grow with each passing day.

 It had even begun to affect his sleep. He’d end up just dreaming of her, only to wake up in the middle of the night, feeling the same pounding of his heart in his chest. 

Now it got into his work. He felt conflicted. Normally he would never let his emotions get to him, especially when it comes to his work. He always has to keep up his image at LFG. Being the CEO and all, there wasn’t any time for insignificant emotions. 

But yet ever since she appeared.. Things suddenly changed. 

A groan escaped his lips, he shut his eyes, running his fingers through his hair, why can’t his emotions just stop messing with him? Of all times to do so, they decide to affect him right when he needs to work.

 He shook his head, looking up. He needed to focus. He had a lot scheduled today and he could not just let these pesky emotions and thoughts get to him. He tried his very best to push her into the back of his head.

 Yet throughout the day, he kept making errors. Something he would not normally do. Goldman had even noticed Victor’s peculiar behavior. 

 So he had decided to ask him about it. A knock on his office door, Victor’s assistant’s head poked in. “Boss.. can I speak to you for a moment?” 

Victor looked at him, before nodding, “What is it?” 

Goldman walked in, shutting the door behind him, “I just wanted to ask.. Are you doing okay?" Victor frowned.

 “Why are you asking me that?” His voice came out rather cold and distant as it always seemed. Goldman became a bit nervous but he continued, “ W-well… You’ve been making a lot of mistakes today.. Have you not been aware of that?” 

Victor’s eyes narrowed slightly, “What? No I have not.” His frown deepened. “I don’t understand what gave you that idea. I never make mistakes.”  

Goldman took a deep breath, “Well.. That is true.. But..” He proceeded to then list off the many mistakes Victor had made that day. Which had stunned Victor into silence. 

A few moments passed, complete silence filled the room. Victor looked down for a moment. 

He never made a mistake…

So how can everyone else around him notice his mistakes but he couldn't acknowledge said mistakes on his own? This…This must have something to do with her. 

He let out an exasperated sigh, and had cleared the silence, "I'm fine. Just cancel everything on my schedule. I'm going home." 

Goldman quickly nodded, desperate to get out of there. "G-Got it!" He rushed out the door. 

Victor watched him leave, before standing up from his desk, taking off his reading glasses, rubbing at the bridge of his nose. Before he began to shut everything off and gathered his belongings.

 It wasn't long until he was outside LFG, making his way to his car. However, just as he was about to get in. He spotted her, from the corner of his eye. 

However, she wasn't alone.. She was with another man, Gavin. A person he didn't really get along with. He didn't like Gavin and Gavin didn't like him. Simple as that.

The more he stared at them, the more he realized how close and how affectionate they were being. They were smiling, laughing. 

What Victor didn't expect next was, Gavin putting his arm around MC's waist.  

That action in itself, set something off in Victor. An aching and wretched feeling within his chest began to bloom.

 'She's comfortable enough with him to let him touch her like that…?' He frowned. On top of that, a sudden stabbing sensation hitting against his heart, he began to grow irritable. 

'What is this feeling?? Why am I feeling this way?!' Victor thought to himself. He shook his head, getting into his car, slamming the door. He then drove off.

  ••• 

Once he got home, he sighed for what seemed like the millionth time that day, making himself more comfortable. Only to suddenly hear his phone going off. 

Confused, he checked his phone, seeing the caller ID: 'Dummy ❤' 

His eyes lit up at seeing her call him, and that's when his heart began to pound again. 

He immediately answered, "Hello?" 

"Victor! How come you aren't at work today? Is everything okay?" MC's concerned voice came from the other end. He didn't seem to realize the smile that appeared on his face. 

"Oh. I'm fine. I just finished all my work early. I forgot to tell you that our meeting was cancelled. Sorry about that." He spoke softly. 

"Ah, it's fine! I just was worried. Goldman wouldn't tell me why you weren't here so.." 

"...Why don't you come over to my house?" He suddenly asked, not realizing what he just said.

 "What??" MC sounded shocked, "Y-You want me to come over.. T-To your house???" She also seemed flustered 

"Is that a problem?" He asked.

 "N-no! I'll be over soon then! Do I bring my report?" She asked, slightly confused. 

He let out a chuckle. "Dummy.. It doesn't have to be work related. Just come over." He softly spoke yet again, the affection behind his voice clearly shown. 

"O-okay.." Her voice came out slightly quiet. "I'll see you soon." Before she hung up. 

The smile on Victor's face only seemed to grow wider. Only to change to a look of realization and shock. 'What...What did I just do? Why did I say that? Did that really just happen??' He internally panicked.

Then it hit him.

"I-I… I'm in love with her." He spoke out loud, to nobody in particular.

"I'm in love with her."  He said it again, as if it didn't make any sense to him. The pounding of his heart only grew more and more intense. 

It all made sense then, like pieces of a puzzle put right into place! All those thoughts of her, him being unfocused, his sudden jealousy towards Gavin, him smiling and acting on impulse, the pounding feeling of his heart when she was around.. 

He loved her. He loves her. 

Suddenly the doorbell rang, Victor's eyes snapped forward to the front door, standing still for a moment, still panicking. Victor, rushed over to the front door. Trying to compose himself, his usual expression taking place as he opened the door. 

Seeing her standing there, looking beautiful as always. He had to keep himself from smiling.

"H-hey," She spoke. She seemed a bit nervous, she had not once been to his house, only besides that time when she gave him her report but that was months ago. 

"Hey." He spoke softly, as he stepped aside, letting her in. She awkwardly made her way in.  

••• 

After a few awkward silences and a few short conversations, they began to feel more relaxed and were able to have longer conversations, filled with their usual banter, laughter and smiles. 

However their conversation came to an end once MC had received a call. 

Victor looked over, seeing the caller ID: 'My Love 💙' Along with the picture of Gavin. His heart slightly stopped, as he silently watched her answer.

 "Oh? Hey Gavin! What's up?" She asked, cheerfully. Victor could faintly hear Gavin on the other end. 

"No, I'm not busy at the moment, why?" She continued. 

That's what broke Victor's heart into two pieces. Why would she say that?

Victor's face grew rather bitter. A frown appeared on his face as he looked down. 

MC continued, "Okay! I'll be right over! See you soon!" She smiled as she hung up. Looking at Victor. "Sorry, I have to go now.. I'll see you tomorrow?" She stood up, grabbing her stuff. 

Victor quietly nodded. "Yes. Don't be late tomorrow." He muttered, his hands balled up into fists, his knuckles turning white from how tight he was holding them. 

Without another word being spoken between them, she left. Leaving him all alone. 

Victor felt the pain in his chest, he tried to stay calm, his breathing pace quickened slightly,  tears clouded his vision. 

He stood up, immediately making his way to his wine cellar. He needed to clear his head of her. Obviously she didn't seem to feel the same way. 

Of course, Gavin seems like he is better for her... Victor grabbed a bottle of wine before heading to the kitchen to grab a wine glass, pouring the wine into the glass. 

Normally, he would fill the glass at most halfway if not a quarter filled. 

However, given the circumstances. He wanted to forget everything that just happened. He couldn't handle the pain in his heart. 

He filled it up to the top. 

Nearly half the wine bottle had been transmitted to the wine glass. He set the bottle down, lifting the wine glass to his lips, feeling the bitter liquid hit the back of his throat.   

Yet even as he took sips, the feeling within his chest never seemed to go away. His thoughts began to grow more, eating at him as he sat himself down in his living room, holding the wine glass in one hand, the bottle in the other, he stared endlessly out at one of his many large windows. 

Why didn’t he realize it sooner? Gavin practically has her swept off her feet. He surely seems like he is better for her. MC seemed like she was more relaxed around Gavin compared to how she is with him. 

He gripped the wine glass tightly. He trembled a bit. He shouldn’t let his emotions take off like this, but at this point, he couldn’t seem to hold it together like he normally would. 

It only makes sense. MC had told him that the two of them shared a history. Not that he cared much about that during the time. Gavin knew how to easily draw out her beautiful laughter and he got to see her lovely smile, that Victor desperately wished she only showed him. 

He could see the differences between him and Gavin. Gavin is more easy going. Victor isn’t. Gavin was more open to her. Victor wasn’t. Gavin is more relaxed, Victor is more tense. MC was awkward around Victor, she was more carefree with Gavin.  

Gavin practically knew everything about MC, Victor hardly knows anything about her. Gavin teases her, she laughs and smiles, but when it comes to Victor teasing her, she gets angry and upset. 

He frowned, his insecurities began to affect him, was he really that awful? Had he done everything wrong? Was it already too late?

The list continued, Gavin knew how to easily fluster MC, He knew how to always think of the little things for her. While Victor didn’t. He feels as though her actions toward him were just not as sentimental as they are when she is with Gavin. He could never be like Gavin… 

Victor didn’t realize the tear that slid down his face. “Why am I not good enough..?” He whispered, more to himself. He gulped down the rest of the wine in his glass, pouring more into it. 

“Why won’t she get it… I look only at her, but she doesn’t look in my direction..” He muttered. 

The aching pain in his chest just would only worsen the more his insecurities trapped him into place, tears freely moved down his face. ‘When will this pain go away?’ He thought to himself, the ache just throbbing and twisting within his chest. He felt stuck, unable to move or breathe.

 He drowned himself in wine glass after wine glass. Soon enough he went through 2 bottles of wine. His tears dried up after a while but he still felt that intoxicating and numbing pain. 

The more he drank, the more drunk he became.  He wanted to numb that pain. It wouldn't go away. 

He shut his eyes, leaning back against the couch as he was now taking sips from the wine bottle rather than the glass. 

Victor's thoughts of her took over again. 

The same thoughts that haunted him earlier in the day. 

However this time, his thoughts had been filled with each of the times that he took her out on dates. One that replayed on his mind was when he had gifted her a rose when they had gone to see Astra Circus when they had come to Loveland. 

Just days before Astra Circus came,  she couldn’t get tickets when she really wanted to see them. Luckily for her, LFG funded the event so he had invited her out. Even though he had come back from a long business trip that week, Victor still wanted to spend some time with her. He missed her presence. He didn’t regret it either. He enjoyed that day. 

He vividly remembered how happy she seemed then, just thinking about it, brought a small smile to his face.

 After the show, MC had dragged him along, buying little trinkets and snacks that caught her eye. However not only that but a rose had grabbed her attention. Victor had noticed and had gotten her a rose along with a Shiba Inu candy . In return, she got him more candy that she thought he would like. He acted as though he didn’t find them to hold any meaning. But he really did like the candies she gave him. 

Thinking back on that date, it gave him the sudden idea to buy her roses. He grabbed his phone.

He knew, this was something he wouldn’t remember doing by tomorrow.

 ••• 

Two days had passed. Victor had not been okay in those two days. After that day, nothing seemed right. He still felt that wretched feeling in his chest and at this point it was really getting to him. 

He tried to numb the pain with wine once again. Did not help at all. In fact it made things worse. He hardly could think straight, all because of her. 

She still resonated in his mind. He sat at his desk, his head pounding, letting out a sigh. 

Victor once again, could not work. All he truly wanted to do was to rest. These painful emotions were eating away at him to the point where he could hardly work. And he couldn’t stand it. It felt suffocating. 

“It was pointless coming into work.” He muttered quietly, rubbing at his forehead tiredly, groaning slightly, his eyes shifted to one of his desk drawers. His eyes kept gazing at it, looking away a few times only for his gaze to return to it. 

Maybe one little drink couldn’t hurt.. Right?

Wrong. 

He swiftly opened the drawer, pulling out the wine bottle that he kept stored in there, opening it without a second thought and began drinking it. Not even caring that he was doing so during work hours. 

It wasn’t like he was going to be able to finish it anyways. Not when his head was a complete mess. 

After drinking for what seemed like thirty or so minutes, a soft knock came from his office door. Slightly panicked, he quickly closed the bottle of wine and put it right back in its hiding place, Victor cleared his throat and composed himself, “Come in.” 

He slightly winced, his head throbbed painfully. He tried to hide his pained expression as the door opened, revealing MC, who had come to give her weekly report as per usual. 

“Hey Victor.” She spoke lightly, “I’m here for my report. But before I start.. Can I ask you something?” She looked slightly conflicted. Victor stared quietly at her for a moment, taking in her words before nodding. “What is it?” 

“Do you.. Happen to know where I got roses from? I came into work this morning and I saw them on my desk. There was a note with it but nothing was on it. I tried asking the others but they said it was from a secret admirer..”

 His eyes widened slightly, ‘The roses...The ones I ordered for her? While I was drunk?’  He thought to himself, he didn’t remember doing so but the email he had received the next day, proved him wrong. It was too late to cancel, so he had no choice but to wait for her to receive them. 

He gulped as he quickly composed his emotions and stared at her with an emotionless expression. 

She took a breath, laughing slightly, “Although.. I highly doubted it was a secret admirer. I had thought they were from Gavin.” 

At the mention of Gavin, his fists clenched. And his heart began to ache painfully once more. Did she really think that GAVIN gave her those roses?! 

Victor’s eyes were filled with rage and hurt, a storm formed within his periwinkle eyes as he clenched his jaw. He could not let his emotions out. Not in front of her...The headache he once felt was gone and he was just angry. 

His mouth voiced out his anger before he could stop himself, “Did you really think he got those for you?” His voice slurred a bit from the alcohol he had drunk minutes before her arrival. 

MC looked at him, confused by how he replied to her, “Victor.. Are you okay? I did think it was from him, he’s been very sweet to me lately..” She trailed off. Victor’s gaze was less than happy. 

Suddenly, time slowed down. Victor had frozen time. 

He needed to. He couldn’t stand it anymore. 

She needed to know how he felt. There was no other way to make it more clear. Victor sighed, he looked down. “How long will it take for you to get it..?” He started, his voice low. 

“Huh? What do you mean Victor?” She asked, “Why did you stop time?” She also inquired. But he didn’t answer her questions, he stood up, slightly swaying as he looked at her. He steadied himself by placing both his hands down on his desk to keep him from falling over. “Idiot.. Those roses were from me.” 

Her eyes widened, shocked but she stood quiet. He continued, “I got those for you because I love you, alright?” He finally let it out. 

“W-What?” She finally spoke, “Y-You.. Love me??” 

Victor’s eyes once filled with rage, grew soft, “Yes.. Dummy of course I do..” He took a shaky breath, his raw emotions showing through the cracks of his usual stone cold expression. "I love you. I love you. I'm in love with you so much, it's killing me." He gripped tightly onto his desk. 

“For the past two days I’ve mulled over it. I haven’t been focusing.. I haven’t been doing my work. You have been on my mind ever since you left my house.” His heart pounded within his chest, tears welled up in his eyes, he looked down. “Before you had arrived  at my house that day, I had finally realized how much I loved you.. And when you left to go be with Gavin. I..” A tear slid down his face. “I had never felt so broken.”  His tone showed how hurt he was.

 A silence passed between them before Victor once again continued. “For the rest of the night, I just thought about everything I was doing wrong.. My feelings and thoughts only seemed to turn against me.” He braced himself, letting out a shaky breath once again. “...A-am I not good enough for you?” 

MC was stunned, she never realized how hurt and affected he was by this, it utterly broke her heart. She felt awful for having treated him like this. She has never once seen him look so broken...So vulnerable...So insecure...

 “I kept listing the differences between me and Gavin.” He bitterly laughed, more tears slid down his face. “He seems like the perfect guy in your eyes..” He trembled slightly. “When will you ever notice, how much I love you..?” He asked looking at her again, “You are the only girl I look at, but you never seem to look at me…” 

“V-Victor..” She frowned. “I-I never knew you felt like this..” She softly whispered, as she slowly made her way closer to him. Victor looked away, “You couldn’t have known. It’s not your fault...” He muttered. 

“I just.. I wanted to tell you. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way. You don’t have to.” He took a deep breath, wiping away his tears as he tried to compose his emotions and his thoughts. 

“..I do feel the same way.” She shyly spoke, averting her gaze. He looked at her, shocked to actually hear those words. Something he had hoped to hear, but couldn’t believe it to be real ”...You do?”

 She nodded, blush sprouting onto her cheeks, giving them a soft glow. “I’m sorry that my actions had made you think otherwise..” She walked around his desk, standing in front of him, gently placing her hands onto his face, gently caressing his cheeks in a comforting way. 

“I don’t believe that Gavin is the perfect guy for me. While he is definitely a great guy.. And is incredibly sweet.. He isn’t the one I fell for.” He stared down at her, his eyes showing pain but also hope as he gazed into her brown eyes, leaning into her gentle touch. 

She gave him a loving smile. “The one I fell for.. Was you. It has always been you.” Victor’s eyes filled up with tears once again as he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. Which she gladly reciprocated. “I hope you know that, you shouldn’t compare yourself to Gavin. You are perfect in my eyes, no matter what, okay?” 

“...Thank you.” His shaky voice spoke, as he held onto her tightly, scared that if he let go, she would disappear. 

She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. Placing a soft kiss to his cheek. “You don’t have to thank me… Dummy” She lightly teased, giggling slightly. 

A smile broke out on his face, as he pulled away looking at her. “I suppose, for once, I am the dummy.” He let out a soft chuckle, as he stared at her lovingly. “But.. I’m only a dummy for you.” He gently whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. 

#mlqc #mlqc victor #mlqc angst #mlqc li zeyan #victor mlqc

[fandom-imagines]

Twins

Fandom: Overwatch

Pairing: Jesse McCree X Reader

Warnings: Abusive ex boyfriend, violence, semi-smut?

Words: 2248

Summary: After seeing Jesse McCree again after 11 years, some secrets are revealed.

It was weird, being back here at Overwatch headquarters many years later with my old colleagues. The HQ was the same, nothing much had really changed besides it being cleaned up a tad bit since the previous time I was here all those years ago. Most of the members hadn’t changed much too, besides me of course but I guess having two kids would do that to a girl. Speaking of those too little rascals, my mind began to wander slightly wondering how the two twins were doing hanging out with Hana, most likely playing video games. I had left Jacob and Jessica with Hana to do whatever they pleased as Hana had decided against going to the reunion party, favouring to stream for her fans.

“Y/F/N, I haven’t heard that name in years.” A thick southern accent sounded from behind me.

Oh shit.

“Jesse.” I said, forcing a smile as I turned to face him.

“Always wondered where you’d headed off to, darling.” He smiled back, his also forced as he placed emphasis on the term darling.

Of course, I expected this reaction. I had completely abandoned him eleven years ago.

Panicked, I paced frantically back and forth across the tiled floor of my bathroom, my bare toes occasionally brushing the blue rug in mine and Mccree’s shared bathroom.

“Shit, shit, shit.” I mumbled, tugging at my hair in an attempt to release some of the panic.

Obviously, it didn’t work.

My eyes looked up from the ground to the sink, spotting the positive pregnancy test placed on top of it which began to stress me out further.

The one time me and Jesse had gotten drunk and had some ‘fun’ this had to happen. The one time.

My brain, clouded with panic, immediately went to the one idea that I probably shouldn’t have done.

Run away.

So, I did.

I headed to the commander’s office, explaining the issue and how I wanted to do what was best for me and my soon to be born baby. He understood, allowing me to leave but not before agreeing to not mention it to anybody, not even my boyfriend. And that was the last I ever saw of Jesse Mccree, until today…

“Well, you know…” I gulped, eyes looking anywhere except his pleading ones. “Duty calls.” I shrugged.

He gave me a fake nod along with a smile.

Despite the eleven years away from him, my feelings hadn’t faded one bit. He was still the handsome cowboy I fell in love with when I was young and probably would always be in love with but, after I did what I did, I didn’t expect him to feel the same.

“How have you been?” He asked politely, making me loosen up a little.

Maybe he isn’t as angry now. It must have been a shock seeing me.

“I’ve been okay.” I smiled slightly, “How have you been Jess?” I asked, the nickname slipping so casually off my tongue, not feeling foreign at all making both our eyes widen.

“I-I’ve been okay too.” He stuttered, pink darting up onto his cheeks.

“Good, good.” I said, looking towards my purse as my phone began to ring.

“Excuse me,” I excused myself, the clicking of my heels sounding behind me as I headed outside of the venue, still feelings his eyes on me.

“Hey, Hana. What’s up?” I answered upon seeing her caller ID.

“Hey! Jessica and Jacob fell asleep, do you want me to bring them to your room when you’re back?” She asked.

“I’m on my way back now, I’ll pick them up don’t worry.”

“Okay! See you soon.” And that was the last thing I heard before she hung up.

A smile on my lips, I headed to Hana’s room to pick up Jessica and Jacob.

~

With the two brown-haired twins fast asleep in their room, I headed to sit in my bed and watch some television.

I was about halfway through some random show when a quiet knock on the door caught my attention. My eyes darted to the clock, reading the numbers 1:14.

Who on earth could be knocking on my door at this time? Better yet, why?

I checked on the twins quickly before opening the door to a drunken Mccree.

“Jesse?” I asked, eyes wide.

“Heya, darling.” He grinned, making my heart warm.

“You’re drunk.” I stated, stepping out into the hallway, closing the door behind me so that we wouldn’t wake Jacob or Jessica up.

“And you’re beautiful, no matter how much you’ve grown.” He slurred, wrapping his arms tightly around me. “I’ve missed you, darling.” He hugged me as I felt wetness on my back.

Is he… crying?

“You don’t mean that, Jess… You’re just drunk.” I sighed, prying his hands off of me, much to both our dismay.

“Mummy?” Jessica’s quiet voice whispered behind us as she opened the door, her white bunny in hand.

Once again, both Jesse’s and my eyes widened, McCree suddenly sobering up.

“W-Who’s this?” He asked, eyes still wide.

“This is Jessica.” I said, eyes fixated of Jessica as her hand slipped into my own.

“Who’s this, mummy?” She yawned.

“Nobody, sweetheart. Go back to bed.” She smiled as I patted her hair, just as Jacob walked into the hallway.

“C’mon, Jess. Mum said back to bed.” He smiled, taking Jessica’s hand from mine and pulling her back into the room.

“Are they-” He began, before I cut him off.

“Look, Jess. We’ll talk tomorrow if you still want too. Just, go sober up and get some sleep. I don’t want to have this conversation when you’ve been drinking.” A sigh escaped my lips while he nodded, turning to walk down the hall without a word.

Jesse…

~

The entirety of the following day was spent wondering whether or not Jesse would still want to talk to me today. I had a feeling that he would, but I wasn’t certain. I had completely abandoned him, after all.

Despite not knowing, I asked Hana to look after the two siblings for the night, not knowing when/if he would show and I didn’t want to wake them if they were sleeping.

It was around 9pm when as quiet knock came from my door which I hesitantly answered, seeing a red eyed McCree outside.

“Can I- Can I come in?” He asked, at which I nodded, widening the door to allow him to enter.

We took a seat on the blue couch that was tucked away in a corner, our knees pressed together making my heart race at the contact.

“Look, I’m just going to be blunt here,” he started, making me nervous, “are they mine?”

I looked to the ground, avoiding his gaze as I nodded.

“Is that why you left?” He asked quietly, hand grabbing my cheek as he asked me to look at him.

I gave another nod.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I was scared.” I mumbled, tears welling up in my eyes.

His puppy dog eyes softened at the sight of me crying.

“Don’t cry, darling. C’mere.” Jesse sighed, pulling me into a tight hug as I sobbed into the crook of his neck.

“I missed you.” I cried, gripping him tightly as if it would be the last time I could ever hold him because, in my mind, it could be.

“Me too, sweetpea. Me too.” He said, pulling away to wipe my tears.

“I-I’m sorry.” I blubbered, feeling oddly ridiculous but also nice that I could get this off of my chest which is something I’ve wanted since I left.

To get rid of the guilt.

“Shh, it’s okay.”

~

It took a while for me to calm down, but with his touch and comforting words, I did.

Now we were sat here in silence, both of us not knowing what to say. I was avoiding all eye contact, feeling incredibly weak for crying in front of him.

“Darling,” McCree whispered, placing his hand on my cheek, “look at me.” He smiled, lifting my face to meet his eyes.

We stared at each other for a second, before his lips crashed against mine as he pushed me to lay down on the couch, his arms holding him above my body while he kissed me, a feeling I loved each time.

“Fuck, darling. I love you.” He groaned into the kiss as his lips made their way down to my neck.

“Me too, Jess.” I moaned as he kissed me, occasionally sucking to leave marks.

His hands moved down to my t-shirt making my eyes widen.

“J-Jess, I can’t. I’m sorry.” I stuttered, gently grabbing his hand.

He immediately stopped, sitting up, pulling me with him.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay, darling.” He smiled; hands placed reassuringly on my shoulders. “Don’t worry about it, okay?”

All I could do is nod.

~

“I’ll see you again, right?” He asked as we stood outside my door.

“Of course, Jess.” I smiled, leaning up to kiss him.

“Good.” He grinned, kissing me again before leaving.

As I closed the door behind me, I leant against it with a wide smile which was soon dropped when I read the text on my phone.

Unknown Number: Glad someone is happy.

~

Panic clouded my room as I paced around the bathroom, just like all those years ago.

Don’t run, don’t run, don’t run.

“It’s okay, Y/N. He can’t hurt you anymore. He has no hold on you.”

But that damned message kept running through my head.

Was he watching?

Is he going to hurt the twins?

Or Jess?

Or me?

“Nono, I can do this. I can look after them.” I spoke into the mirror, staring at my reflection before raising my fist and hitting it, the glass shard shattering all over the floor, some in my hand.

~

“Mummy!” Jacobs voice shrieked as he walked into the room to see me unsuccessfully attempting to patch my own hand. “What happened?”

“Just an accident, J. Don’t worry.” I smiled, groaning as I failed again.

“You should go see Angela, Y/N.” Hana said, giving me a sympathetic look as she entered the room with Jessica.

I gave her a quick nod, heading to go see Angela who would definitely lecture me.

~

Once I was all patched up, I headed back to my room.

Hana had agreed to look after the twins again so I could take a moment to collect myself, but they’d be returning soon. The second I opened the door, I was pinned against it?

“Who said you could be happy without me, huh?” A demanding voice yelled, hand hitting the wall beside me making me flinch.

Looking up, I spotted him.

My ex.

Not by choice, but an ex nonetheless.

“I’m not yours anymore, Damien. In fact, I never was.” I spat in his face making him snarl, hands harshly gripping my wrists, pinning them above me.

He put my wrists in one hand, his other hand lifting my shirt to reveal multiple cigarette burns which Damien had inflicted on me for the greater good; the greater good being the protection of my children.

“So, he’s the dad, huh? The cowboy?” He chuckled darkly, placing a hard slap across my cheek which I knew would leave a mark, if it hadn’t already.

“Let go of me.” I demanded, doing my best to make me voice remain monotone to hide the fear and panic I was feeling currently.

“No.”

“I think the pretty lady asked you to let her go, buddy.”

Both our gazes darted towards the door where Jesse stood with our kids.

“What you gonna do if I don’t, cowboy?” Damien smirked which soon disappeared the second Jess pulled out his peacekeeper.

“Well you see,” He said, spinning it around his finger. “I do happen to know how to use this. Not only that, but I’m pretty sure I’d get away with it because it is technically protecting my girl.”

While Damien was distracted, I took the chance to knee him where it hurts, making him groan and kneel down giving me time to punch him across the face.

“Never and I mean never touch me again.” I spat, stepping over his body which was now curled up on the floor as I headed towards my family.

“You okay, darling?” Jesse asked, stroking my hair while Jessica and Jacob hugged me tightly.

“I’m fine, Jess. Thank you for coming.” I smiled, blushing slightly.

“Anytime, sweetpea.” He winked, walking over to Damien to give him a harsh kick to the face making Jacob and Jessica giggle as they did the same.

“C’mon, lets leave this loser.” Jess smiled at me, taking the hands of the twins but not before giving me a peck on the cheek.

~

In the end, both Jessica and Jacob were told about Jesse and I; not to the full extent but to the point they knew enough and they loved him. I think it may have partly been for the fact that he had potentially saved my life, but it could also be how lovely he is to them and me.

~

“Hey, darling.” Jess’s voice called from the other room.

I quickly walked there. Jacob and Jessica were with Hana and Lucio so it was just the two of us together in our room.

“I never did get the chance to ask you this before everything happened but…”

I watched him get down on one knee.

“Will you marry me?”

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[gingerwritess]

All I can think is “ vending machine “ idk why?? Maybe you can do something with that??

lmao i don’t think many people like this pre-dating idiots kick i’m on but look i’m just proud of myself for actually managing to create a plot and i rly love this so oops have some more t e n s i o n

also i’ll answer asks asap so sorry it’s taking me a while!!

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Thirteenth floor. Break room down hall H. Use code 1217. Now.

Who is this?

Your lover.

Right. Your lover, the not-yet-released psycho who’s pretending to be a doctor in the same facility where you work, and now apparently has a phone.

And your number.

Great.

We’re not dating, you type back. I’m busy.

I’m dying.

Good for you.

You grin to yourself—nice one.

A couple minutes pass with no response and you wonder if he’s actually dying…would that be the worst that could happen?

No. No, I don’t think that’d be too terrible.

But why would he ask you for help? I mean, it’s not like you’re friends—but then again, you’re the only one who knows who he really is…who else can he ask?

Fine. Be right there.

Turns out your fake doctor boyfriend already has a higher clearance than you. Your ID stops unlocking doors by the seventh floor, much to your chagrin, and you have to use the code Loki gave you to enter the psych/physiology floor.

Hall H turns out to be the furthest hallway from the elevators, so by the time you find it and start looking for the break room, you’re pretty sure he’ll already be dead. Since he was dying, after all.

You’re half expecting him to be lying in a puddle of his own blood, some other worker having discovered his real identity and not having as much self control as you did, but nope.

He’s still Robert Laing, reddish-blond and donning a lab coat that’s a little too short for him, staring at the vending machine in the corner.

“You came.” He doesn’t look up when you walk in, a dollar in one hand and two quarters in the other. “I’m shocked.”

“Of course you’re not dead,” you groan, turning right back around to walk out the door. “I gotta admit, by the fourth floor I was hoping—”

“I’ve given you every opportunity to kill me,” he snaps, making you stop in your tracks.

“You’re hard to kill. I shot the hell out of you that first time.”

He rolls his eyes. “Oh, please, your heart wasn’t in that.”

“Well, gee, I’ll be sure to mean it next time—”

“Next time?”

“I’m not very optimistic about our relationship, Doctor.” You cross your arms over your chest, scowling at him from the doorway. “Why’d you call me all the way up here? Just to rub it in my face that you have a higher clearance than me?”

“That was just an added bonus,” he sighs, turning back to the vending machine and waving his dollar at it. “I, erm…could use some assistance.”

Oh my god.

“You don’t know how a vending machine works??”

“I’m from another realm, stop laughing,” he hisses, and one of his quarters bounces off your forehead.

“HEY—”

“Just help me, woman. Please.”

“Well, since you said please…” you can’t help one more snort of laughter as you head over to him and take his money out of his hand. “Okay, what are you trying to buy?”

He points.

You try not to laugh.

“Okay, you have to punch in the code underneath it. B-4, see?”

“Here?” He points again.

“On the keypad, idiot.” You point to the keypad and watch him carefully enter the code. “Now you have to put in your money. Coins in here, bills in here. It’s a dollar fifty.”

“But I only have a dollar twenty-five—”

“Yeah, cause you threw one of your quarters at me, genius.” A big part of you wants to just tell him oh well, guess you can’t eat, but you fish around in your pocket for another quarter.

“Here.” You press it to his open palm, trying not to sound too annoyed. He’s just a big baby, you’re quickly discovering, death threats aside. “Found it on my way up, get your candy bar.”

There’s a beat of silence—shouldn’t have done that.

“…thank you.”

He sounds genuinely surprised.

“No problem. I mean, you are dying, after all.” You brush it away with a chuckle, smoothing out the corners of his dollar before trying to slip it in the machine.

“I didn’t know how to get you up here,” he admits, watching you closely. “Though nobody usually responds to my death announcements anymore.”

The machine spits his dollar back out and Loki huffs, trying to shove the bill back in the slot.

“Easy, Loki, stop it,” you laugh, taking the bill from him and trying to flatten it again. “Don’t force it in, just let it take it gently.”

You guide the dollar back in and this time it takes, whirring to life to retrieve Loki’s Snicker bar.

“That’s what she said,” you mumble to yourself as an afterthought, realising what you just said.

Loki coughs behind you.

“Sorry.” You turn around and give him a sheepish grin—he’s a little red in the face, but that might just be part of the facade. “Can’t help it.”

“That’s…quite alright,” he replies smoothly, taking the candy bar as you hand it to him. “Although…is that what she would say?”

“You disgust me.”

“And here we almost had a decent moment.”

“Almost,” you sigh, throwing up your hands in a helpless shrug. “I almost forgot you were Loki, to be completely honest.”

“Ouch. That seems unnecessary.”

“Dr. Laing isn’t completely unbearable,” you continue, holding up a finger to shush him. “So you can take…like, fifteen percent of the credit.”

He rolls his eyes again, ripping open his candy bar. “How gracious of you.”

“No need to thank me.”

You just stand there for a moment, arms crossed as he takes a tentative bite.

“Y’know, you seem more like a KitKat kind of guy.”

“I like chocolate,” he shrugs, “even more so when it comes with caramel.”

“Seriously?” You can’t help but grin—the more you talk to him, the less and less intimidating he becomes. There’s no way you’re letting this guy actually threaten you anymore.

“It used to be considered a delicacy meant only for the gods.” A flash of light fills the room and Loki’s back to Loki, gesturing at himself. “Back before your kind corrupted it.”

“Um, Loki, hate to burst your bubble, but humans invented Snickers.”

“Well, you’re not all terrible.”

Figuring you might as well take advantage of the opportunity, you flop down on one of the couches, staring at the god across from you.

…munching happily on a Snickers.

“Why are you doing this?”

He blinks and clears his throat, taking a couple steps closer. “What?”

“What are you getting out of this, all this pretending to be a doctor, getting hired here?”

“I have nothing better to do,” he answers carefully, studying your face with a quizzical gaze. “I certainly don’t want to be sitting in a cell talking through my emotions, so I might as well be putting my skills to use.”

“You’re actually taking patients??” You can only imagine what happens to them—Loki doesn’t come off as the kind of guy who’s taken his pledge to never harm. “What kind of doctor even are you?”

“To use your terminology, you’d consider me a neurosurgeon.” He sighs and lowers himself onto the couch across from you, still working on that candy bar. “Maybe in part a physician, as well.”

“Damn,” you whisper, undeniably a bit surprised. “That’s…a lot of work—for humans, I mean. Did you go to school for that?”

“I’ve studied my entire life. Never one particular subject, on Asgard w—they steer clear of limiting children’s knowledge to one specific field.”

“That’s pretty smart. Here, you’ve gotta pick one thing and just try to be good at that.”

“Identity can be terribly limiting,” he says quietly, picking at the candy wrapper. “If I identified myself as a ‘good’ neurosurgeon and only that, I don’t think I’d ever have discovered my aptitude for diplomacy, writing, mathematics, anything else.”

Diplomacy, neuroscience, math, writing, chocolate, caramel—this guy has layers, that’s for certain.

“So is this some kind of redemption plan?” You try for a smile, maybe feeling a little bit guilty for laughing before. “Gonna help a bunch of people to prove yourself and then make a big reveal to your brother?”

“That’s not a terrible idea.” He stands and stretches, crumpling his empty candy wrapper and tossing it into the trash bin. “Though I wouldn’t know what to do with myself if I were ever redeemed.”

“You need to meet a nice someone, maybe settle down for the next few centuries,” you laugh, following him out the door as he shifts back into Dr. Laing. “Have a few creepy, greasy-haired babies. Might be good for you.”

He laughs and holds the door for you to leave the room, heading away down the hallway as you wait for the elevator. “That’s the furthest from a future I’d ever want, darling.”

“I’m not your darling, dipshit.”

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[roxasbelongswithsora-blog]

How to NOT Ask Out Your Former Nobody

[ #Soroku after all Sora does basically own's Roxas heart body and soul but was still willing to make sure Roxas got to be his OWN person and Sora is the sky while Roxas is his sunset .]

𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓂𝑒

𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝒫𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝑔𝑜 𝐼 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊

𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝐼'𝓂 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝑒

𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝐼'𝓂 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎

𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓇, 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝐼'𝓂 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝑒

Saira smiled watching the two boys sit together on a bench both of them so clearly happy to be next to each other while eating the ice cream they had both ordered at the stand in town during the Dream Festal the feeling of Ventus grabbing her left hand to hold made her turn to look up at him with a shy smile then once he returned it with a soft chuckle both Princess and Knight turned back to watching Sora & Roxas ...who now seemed to be arguing over something on the Blond's Gummi Phone while unknown to both boys there Donald Fizz had started to melt. With a long sigh, Saira watched how Ventus went running over as soon keyblades had been brought into the small argument while Saira started to remember how this whole day could have never happened for them if Sora had not asked her for help she still could remember it like yesterday.

It all started on a normal Sunday afternoon inside of Disney Castle were inside of the Princess's bedroom sat a bored out of her mind Saira leaning on the chaise lounge with her head resting on her right hand while looking out of the large stained glass double doors leading outside to her balcony while in the background she could hear how her instructor Clarabelle Cow was going off on another lesson of royal duties when suddenly the sound of a Gummi ship engine flying past her window outside made her smile and grabbing her dress skirts had gotten up and raced over to pull open the doors and then stood outside on the balcony while leaning over the railing watching as the ship had landed in the courtyard and a brunette had walked out of the ship's hub alone and that was very odd for just Sora to visit by himself.

⭐HEY THERE SORA! ...WHAT DO YOU NEED ..DONT TELL ME THAT YOU MISSED ME THAT MUCH ALREADY? ⭐

Sora blinked and looked left & right until he found where her voice was coming from and with a bright smile raced over to right under her balcony and cupped his hands around his mouth.

☁️ HEY THERE SAIRA ...C-COULD WE TALK IT'S ABOUT ROXAS ?! ☁️

Saira blinked and then nodded down at him before heading back inside of her room and casting a Stopza on Clarabelle Cow to make it seem like her lesson was still going on if anyone of the castles other maids had happened to pass by her bedroom while she would be gone then raced back outside onto the balcony.

 ⭐ HEY SORA HOW GOOD ARE YOU AT CATCH ?! ⭐

☁️ UH...IM PRETTY GOOD. AT IT WHY?.... HOLLY GUMMI BLOCK'S DONT JUMP! ☁️

But it was too late because Saira was already falling and all the while poor Sora was trying not to freak out as he rushed foreword with open arms to have the girl land right in his arms only for the weight from the dress having knocked both down over into the grass while Saira was busy laughing at him while Sora sent a glare at her once both had stood back up.

☁️ ARE YOU CRAZY DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT VENTUS WOULD HAVE DONE TO ME IF YOU GOT HURT ?!  ☁️

⭐ oh calm down you know Ventus could never kill anyone. ⭐

Sora stood in shock his face drained of color and then blinked.

☁️ K-kill.....YOU MEAN HE WOULD HAVE KILLED ME ?! ☁️

⭐ UH....no not kill ..but he very much would have seriously harmed you he has kinda become over worried about my safety after my whole death and weird resurrection, Anyway you wanted to talk to me about Roxas ..so what is it something to do with his schoolwork because I thought Olette was good at making sure the boys stayed on track with that stuff? ⭐

Sora had claimed down at the whole threat of death over his head and once the color had returned to his face he started to play with his fingers while glancing at the ground and had started to stutter.

☁️ N-no...uh..it had nothing to do with his schoolwork .... it's about h-how I think ...I'm in love with him ..a-and could u-use some help on h-how to ask him out?  ☁️

Saira smiled bright to the surprise of Sora and then grabbed his left hand and pulled him along threw the large doors leading back inside of the castle where they both had snuck into the tea room .

𝔒𝔫𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔯

Sora had found himself sitting across from Saira on a couch while Pluto had jumped up to lay down next to the boy the dog had by now placed his head into the brunette's lap the room was quiet until Roxanne had walked in with a soft smile and had placed a tray of Tarte Aux Fruits with Blueberry tea on the small table in the middle of them then with a bow she had left leaving both Sora and Saira alone with Pluto as there only company.

⭐ SO!~ Sora tell me just you found out about these feelings you hold for Roxas? ⭐

Sora had paused drinking his tea and enjoying his Tarte Aux Fruits and while staring into the teacup started to blush then closed his eyes and placed his left hand over his heart and softly smiled.

☁️ It’s funny how a heart could be so full yet so empty before I had saved everyone there used to be so much support from Xion...even when I had no clue about her and then there was Ventus who had been with me from the start of my whole crazy journey ..t-then there is Roxas...who I had unknowingly depended on for so much ..then there was even Vanitas who had hidden inside of the darkest parts of my heart ....but after everyone had left to go live there own life ...I had me wondering just what purpose did my life mean now ..and sometimes there would be moments that I would just wander off and find a place to sit and think.☁️

Saira tilted her head and stopped sipping her tea and then set the plate back on the tray to lean foreword when Sora blinked and then glanced at her with a shy smile his eyes now open and showing the happiness in them.

☁️Once I started to think about it the memory of waking up inside of the pod room back in Twilight Town came to me ...the voice that called out my name ..it sounded so sad yet curious ...after waking up the unanswered question of who it the voice belonged to had always been at the back of my mind ......it was not until after fighting with him at The World That Never Was and he had rejoined with me did it hit me that the voice had belonged to him ...after that during the rest of the journey there were times when I tried so hard to talk to him. But he seemed so cold ..and always responded with a quick " leave me alone Sora ' and that hurt b-because I felt it was all my fault. ☁️

Saira gasped and quickly got up to move next to him to rub the tears that started to slide down his face with a soft smile she sat down next to him.

⭐Sora ...Roxas didn't ever blame you for what happened to him ...yes at first he tried so hard to refuse his fate but Sora...once he had joined again with you ..he told me that there was never a place that he had been that had felt so warm and safe ...like a home he never had ...it was a safe haven for him ...he has no hate for you.⭐

☁️ Y-yeah ...I know that n-now...b-because there were times that I could feel it ...l-like during my mark of mastery exam ...we got to talk ..and he explained everything to me .....THEN ..oh my GOD SAIRA ..that soft warm smiled he gave me ...my heart just about DIED! ...and he held my hands! ..That ..is when I knew that deep inside me there were feelings for him.☁️

 ⭐Hmm and ..what was the point that set things off making you want to come and ask me for help?⭐

Sora blushed and smiled remembering the point he had first got a chance to have a few moments to talk with Roxas after everyone had met outside of the keyblade graveyard and just how light the blond was when Sora had picked him up in a hug while unknown to Sora the blond had become flustered at the touch.

☁️ Well it is because during my last visit in Twilight Town  me and Ventus were waiting around at the sandlot for when Roxas would be done with school for the day after a little around 6:23 we spotted Xion walking with Olette soon enough Hayner & Pence showed up talking with Isa and Lea ...after we all got caught up on how our life's had been the girls had went off to go shopping while Lea and Isa wanted to check out the new dishes at Le Grand Bistrot ..so that left only Roxas me and Ventus alone in the sandlot talking about how our weekend was going to be spent when Roxas walked over to me and pulled out a small bag of handmade  chocolate and said something along the lines of " Here I made to much yesterday so Im handing some out to everyone ...anyway so " And of course I was not going to pass up the chance to have free candy so of course I took it ...although I could have sworn that Ventus did speak up about not getting any and before Id knew it Ventus was running away from Roxas who for some reason had his keyblades out , ..W-Well later when Ventus and me were getting ready to head back home ...he told me that Roxas had threated to freeze his mouth shut if he ever blew his cover again. ☁️  

⭐ Aw Sora the handmade chocolate was a small sign that Roxas has feelings for you as well ...and yeah Ventus came here a day later whining about being scared for his life about Roxas killing him ....Anyway you wanted help right?  ⭐

Sora nodded his blue eyes just begging for some help while his face stayed pink.

 ⭐ Alright so my idea would be to start with asking Roxas to lunch at the Le Grand Bistrot get something simple not to fancy ...then walk around a little bit maybe stop at sunset hill to check out the view then later on head up to the clock tower and spend the rest of the day up there then offer to go and buy ice cream while you are out getting the ice cream you should go and get something synthesized ... an item that could show the bond you too will share from then on ⭐

☁️THAT'S A GREAT IDEA OH GOSH I ALREADY HAVE IT ALL PLANED OUT OKAY! I'd better get going then thank you so much Saira your the best Princess in the world I have ever met! ☁️

Saira watched as Sora rushed around to leave nearly knocking over the table in the process once she heard the Gummi ship take off a relaxing sigh left her lips...that was until Max found her.

𝔒𝔫𝔢 𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔨 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔫 𝔗𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔗𝔬𝔴𝔫

Roxas sighed while checking his Gummi phone while waiting for Sora outside of the usual spot the blond was just about to head back inside when the sight of brown spikey locks came rushing around the corner of the ally once getting close enough Roxas saw his jacket was ripped and raised an eyebrow at it.

☁️ S-Sorry. I was late the train caught the end of my jacket! so all ready for that lunch? ☁️

🍦 If you would have been any later it would end up being a dinner date 🍦

☁️ HAHAA! ..PFFH Y-YEAH...s-sure...ALRIGHT LET'S GO! ☁️

Sora grabbed the blond's left hand and dragged him along to the Le Grand Bistrot all the while Roxas would stumble while trying to pull his hand back but would end up failing to do so until nearly three blocks away Sora would trip over his own two feet and fall flat on his face while Roxas watched and tried so hard not to laugh, Once both boys had picked their table out and had ordered Ratatouille & Filet Mignon Poêlé they started up small talk ...that was until Sora had coked on his ice cream soda drink and made Roxas laugh so hard he fell over in his chair and the effect had caused Sora to have soda leak out his nose.

𝔄𝔱 𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔰𝔢𝔱 𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔩

🍦 Are you sure your nose is alright ...you did end up having only half of that drink left? 🍦

☁️ Roxas, I'm fine! ..but what about you that fall looked like it kinda hurt I'm sorry for laughing at you ☁️

🍦 Nah ...don't be it was pretty funny I'm sure everyone else would have laughed too...the Sun never sets in this world...but its something I'm used to by now ...but just for once I would love to see the stars at night 🍦

 ☁️ ..W-well if you ever want to back on my island the stars shine brightly each night but always twinkle differently  ☁️

🍦 Really?...hmm...yeah that sounds very nice thank you Sora. 🍦   

After spending most of the afternoon at sunset hill Sora & Roxas headed up to the clock tower to hang out on the ledge talking about what worlds each had visited in the past until Sora got up and offered to by ice cream for them both with a promise of a deal that Roxas got to buy next time the brunette raced off heading back into the main market first stopping at a Moggle shop and handing over his crown necklace and Roxas's small spikey symbol that he had stolen when the blond was not looking once, then left to buy the two sea salt ice creams after paying for them he quickly headed back to the Moggle shop and picked up the items soon enough he was racing back up the clock tower.

☁️ Here! sorry if it seemed I was taking to long ☁️

 🍦 Nope your just fine Sora ...and thank you again for buying 🍦  

Once both boys were done and had started to watch the sunset Sora pulled the items from his left side pocket and was blushing a bright shade of pink while holding out the blonds spikey symbol with a shy smile.

  ☁️ I  got them both enchanted so that when either one of us is in danger or needs help it shall light up a soft blue color ...a-and I d-did this...b-because ...because ...B-BECAUSE I LOVE YOU ROXAS! ☁️

Roxas gave off the same soft smile just like before and leaned foreword pressing a soft kiss to the other's lips and held the gift close

 🍦 I love you too Sora ..thank you.🍦

#Oneshot #SoRoku #Rokuso #cute moments #gay boyfriends #shy Sora #Seme Roxas #DON'T STEAL THIS BECAUSE I WROTE IT #IF I FIND OUT THIS IS STOLEN THEN I'M SENDING VANITAS AFTER YOUR ASS

[sergeant-donny-donowitz]

Cliff’s Kid

Trigger Warnings: Homophobia

OC character: Diana

A/N: ik the bi pride flag wasn't until like the 90s, but like...let's pretend it was a thing then  ;-;

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 Cliff, your estranged, clueless dad, gets a call when you get arrested at the Stonewall riot, while he’s in Italy. _____________________________________________________

She had her issues...but you loved your mom. You didn't remember her as much, but you knew she loved you. Did she love your dad? Maybe not... Did he love her? He tried... But goddamn did he love you. You were his kid. And as much of a tough guy as Cliff was, he had a major soft spot for his kid. You were the one thing in the world he loved. And your dad? Well he was your hero. That much you remembered. No matter what the magazines and tabloids said, you knew he didn't kill her. But that was years ago. You were just a kid, then. You didn't understand it at all. But you knew he didn't do it. Now, people weren't so sure. That included the judge. So, Cliff lost his custody over you. You were going to New York, with your aunt. Your aunt was frigid. She   she wasn't much of an affectionate person. That only got worse as the years went on. Really, that judge sentenced both you and Cliff to loneliness. Being in a completely different city, where it snowed and rained, where the people were loud and angry...well... It was just the exact opposite of the home you knew in sunny California, in the shade of Hollywood sign. Cliff did his best. He tried to be around as much as posible, but you cried whenever he called. Your aunt didn't know how to handle it. She started to hide Cliff's letters to you. She'd answer the phone, tell him you were alright, and you weren't home, or you were at soccer practice, you were with friend, Gina. At one point, he confronted her. You didn't play soccer. You liked to surf. You never mentioned a friend named Gina. But you had a friend named Sarah. How was it that you were never home? You were a shy kid.  Your aunt leveled with him. "You're just not the best influence, Cliff. You don't have a stable job, you live in a trailer now! You have nothing to offer to her, you can't even put Y/N through college. You are a terrible influence on her. She’s upset whever you talk to her, and it’s a damn headache. Yes she misses you, but...it's just better this way, don't you think?" And after that...he never called again. Because, he thought she was right, Maybe you really were  better off without him. You asked your aunt about the letters. He used to draw things on the margins to make you laugh.  You got those letters twice a week. You looked forward to them...and they suddenly stopped coming.

Being so young, you thought maybe he stopped thinking about you. Eventually, as you got older, you wondered if people were right about him. Still, you never had a warm place to call home. Yes, you had a roof over your head, and you had everything you could ever ask for...but you never had anyone you thought cared. Your mother was gone, your dad stopped talking to you, and your aunt...welll... She had this thing she would whisper to other adults, just loud enough for you to hear. "She's not like the other kids." She snapped one day. Why? You found love. You weren't allowed to have a boyfriend yet. That was ok. Because...yes, you'd liked guys before. But... her name was Diana. She was a senior, you were still a junior. You found her, you knew you loved her, and you fought for her. But no matter what you said, to your aunt, it was "wrong." And...you were locked in your room. You weren't allowed to go anywhere but from home to school and back. No excuses. And that was no way to live. So, like any other girl in love, you found a way: The fire escape. It was rusty, but it was steady and reliable enough. You lived your way. You did it your way. You fought for it. You snuck out, and lived your life the way you should. Happy, as yourself, with whoever you wanted. You went to parties, snuck into clubs with your friends... with Diana.

You were a fighter, and you did things your way. You were like your father in that sense, even if you didn't really remember.

Even if you did it your way, the world wasn't ready for you. But that didn't matter. Because you weren't invisible. Not anymore. You existed. You loved. Nobody could take that from you, or anyone else that was there, or anyone else that would live through the same thing as you. You were there. The cops came in. Diana slipped her hand into yours. You were done hiding. Everyone was. You were there (with a fake id). But you had to be. You were there when that shotglass hit the mirror. You weren't afraid anymore. Stonewall was just the beginning. ...well.... you got arrested. You weren't scared...but it didn't help that you were there with a fake ID. Your aunt...well...that's what scared you most. "She’s gonna kick me out..." Diane was sitting on the ground in front of you, "Baby, it's ok. We're in this together..." "It's not...not that easy." "No one said it was. Hell, that's why this started. It's gonna get better. It has to!" You smiled. Somehow...she was always so positive. She took your hands in hers, looking at you, "Even if it's not so smooth, you know I'm stilll here with you, all the way." You smiled softly, and she gave you a soft, reassuring kiss. She sat by you then, wrapped her arms around you, and rested her head on your shoulder. "Dee?" "Yeah, hun?" You sighed, "I know...this isn't the best place...but...You did say you wanted to go out and celebrate."" You could hear the smile in her voice, "I did say that, didn't I." "Yeah, but you never told me why we were celebrating." "Oh! Well..." She giggled, a little embarrassed. She didn't have the best memory, but she had a big heart. You chuckled. Somehow, her laugh made it all a little better. She reached in her back pocket, and pulled out a folded up envelope. "I got in!" She held up a folded up acceptance letter from UCLA. Her dream school.... All the way on the other side of the country. You squealed in excitement, as you held her, "Baby I'm so proud of you!" You held her as you rocked side to side. Then...it hit you.... The other side of the country... You were absolutely proud of her. It was her dream school, and it was not an easy school to get in to.... but you didn't want to say goodbye. She knew that... "Hey...look at me, babe..." She held your face up, "I'll call you every day! I'll send you stuff in the mail, postcards, pictures! I'll fly out and visit every chance I get!" You smiled, and nodded, though, you'd heard those things before... And it stung you... Still, you nodded. You trusted her. "I know, baby. I know..." Then...you heard the sound of heels echoing down the hall. "Aunt Lena-" She cut you off. "You're just like your father. Absolutely disgusting. I'm not bailing you out of here. You’re not coming back to my home. Drinking, and...and..." "Don’t." You gritted your teeth. "Sinning. You're staying here, with this, this wh-" "Say one word. Say one word about Diana, and I will-" "What? Kill me? Just like your father killed your mother?!" You had enough. You clung to the bars, "SAY ONE MORE THING ABOUT HIM, AND I SWEAR I'LL-" "You belong here.” She scoffed, “You're proving me right, dear. You're not my problem anymore." She turned her back on you. Your knuckles were white, still gripping the bars, until Diana pulled you away.  ***************************************** It was 8AM. Rick was hungover, but he knew his best friend. "C'mon ol' buddy. What's wrong?" Cliff shook his head, "Wrong? Nothin’s wrong." "You've b-been dipping that piece of celery in your bloody mary f-for twenty minutes." "Yeah..." "C'mon Cliff, w-what's the matter?" Cliff sighed. "Y/N's in trouble." Rick's mouth dropped, "Y/n? Sweet lil Y/n?" Of course, the last time he saw you, was the last time Cliff saw you. After the trial. You were just six years old then. That was eleven years ago...and it was easy to forget how quickly time moved. "Yeah." "Trouble? What do you mean?!  Trouble?! Y/n?!" He was absolutely shocked. "Trouble, like grounded-trouble? Or t-rouble, like, we're f-flyin into New York right now to kick somebody's ass-trouble?" "We?" "S-sure!" Rick meant it. You used to call him Uncle Rick, and it melted his heart. Ten years may have passed, but he'd be damned if he ever let anything happen to you.

Cliff sighed, "See, I don't know either. All Lena said-" "Lena...The wicked witch of the east?" Cliff laughed, "That's the one, partner." "Wel, what'd she say?" "She's givin' up custody over Y/n." "So...you're getting her back?" "Yeah...and..." "And?" "Y/n got arrested and Lena won't bail her out." Rick gasped. "ARrESTeD?! It caN"T BE.! Why?!" Cliff shook his head, "She didn't say. All she said was that Y/n's a 'damned degenrate,' and 'just like me.' " Rick shook his head, "Hey. This...this is all a misunderstanding! How bad can it be? I mean-" "I never shoulda let ‘em take Y/n from me. I swear to God, If I see Lena..." "How could she say that about Y/n?!" "I fucking hope I don't see her, no one talks about my kid like that! And...” It was like he had a revelation. He stood up, “My baBY IS IN JAIL, WHAT AM I STILL DOING HERE, RICK?! I NEED TO SEE THAT SHE'S O-FUCKEN-KAY. IS SHE GETTING ENOUGH FOOD? IS SHE COLD? IS SHE SCARED?! I NEED TO-" For once, Rick wasn't the one in hysterics... and normally it would have freaked him out, but ths was Cliff's kid they were talking aout. He was acting like any dad should. "Bring her home. Y-you need to bring her h-home, buddy." "I...we're in Italy...I can't take care of her..." Now, the tables had really turned. Rick scrambled for the right words, but he gave it his best shot. "Look, I-I remeber the w-way that kid used to l-look at you. You're n-not just a fucking war hero, you w-were her hero." Cliff's heart sank... "You're her-her old man. She's got n-nowhere else to go. Her home is w-wherever you are. D-don't matter wh-what that judge said t-ten years ago. You're s-still her dad, y-you love that kid, no m-matter what, right?" Cliff nodded. Rick slipped something into Cliff’s hand. It was a a couple hundred dollars. Enough for a couple plane tickets, and enough to bail you out. "Rick, you don't have to-" "I miss that kid, Cliff. And if I fucking m-missed Y/n, I can't even imagine what t-the hell you felt. Take the money."  "You're a good friend, Rick..." ****** "Y/n..." The first thing he did, was give you a hug. He couldn't give back the ten years you didn't have together, but it was a start. "Y/n, what's going on!? All Lena said was that you were-" he cut himself off. He didn't want to hurt your feelings, "In trouble. All that cops say you were at a protest, but...what? What happened? Are you hurt? Are you-" You couldn't believe it... He seemed like he really cared. "Dad?" "Yes? I'm...I'm sorry...I'm here now, I know I haven't been, I know you probably hate me, but...Lena told me you didn't want to hear from me, you didn’t need me... and I thought maybe she was right. But...she wasn't..." "She told you what?!" "Oh. Shit!" Your aunt had ruined everything without you realizing, all along. "Dad, that's not true... She just." "She wanted the best for you, I know-" "She kicked me out. She wouldn't bail me out because she kicked me out." "What!? Why?! Y/n, what’s going on?!" "I..." He sat in front of you, his hand on your shoulder, like he used to do when you were a little kid. "Y/n, you can tell me anything. It's ok." "Dad...I..." You wanted to hide it, but you had no where else to go. Whatever he said, you weren't cahnging. "I'm bi." You shut your eyes, and flinched, having no idea how he’d react. "Y/n. 3,994 miles between us didn't stop me from lovin' and misin' ya. Whoever you love and miss won't either. You're my kid, Y/n. It doesnt matter to me." "Y...you're not mad?" You opened your eyes, and found him smiling softly, like he always had.  “Mad?" He raised an eyebrow. How could he be mad at you? "You got arrested at a riot..." "Because I was at a gay bar..." He shook his head, "Becase you fought for what you believe in...I was a little older than you are now, but I fought for what I believed in." "You're a war hero, it's not the same." "I know. I had half the world on my side... You don't..." His heart broke, realizing it wouldn't be easy, "You don't....but you're not done fighting." He was still proud of you. "Some day, things will be better... You might not have a goddamn army, you may not have much, but you're not alone. You have me." You smiled... you felt like you could cry. Those were words you needed to hear all your life. You threw your arms around him, and he hugged you back. When you finally let go, you asked, "Can I...say goodbye to someone first?" He nodded, and then looked where you wre looking. "Is that her..." He smiled a little, "My kid's a regular Casanova, ain't she?" You sighed, "Dad!" He chuckled, "Alright, alright. Sorry...Go on, now, I'll wait outside." You smiled, "Thanks dad..." So...you said goodbye to Diana. A little sooner than expected, but, "YOU'RE GOING TO LA TOO?!" She bounded up and down, and wrapped her arms around you, "YES!" She squeezed you so tight, you thought you'd break a rib. But...you were ok with that. "We'll be in Italy for a while, but we'll be in LA in August, right around the time you move in!" Diana smiled softly, "Baby, I told you, it gets better." You nodded and smiled, "I know, Dee..." "Go on, tell your dad I said hi. That's him, right?" You turned around, to see him behind the glass door, giving you a thumbs up with a grin. You couldn't help but face palm. Diana smiled, "Hey...I'll see you in two months, ok?" "Ok," You smiled, and you kissed goodbye. You went your ways, her parents bailed her out a few hours before you. You looked back, and he was now giving you two thumbs up. It was a bit embarassing...but it was everything you wanted. **************** You arrived at the airport in Rome, and there he was. Uncle Rick. "Hey kid..." He smiled, his eyes a little teary. You smiled back and hugged him, "Hey Uncle Rick" He was a bit like Diana, and gave you a hug that was too tight, but still welcome. You laughed a little, "I missed you too!" And you spent the rest of the day with them, exploring Rome. The next morning, they brought you to the set, and while Cliff was getting into his costume, you unng out with Rick. "Ya know, he never s-stopped thinking about you. Talked about y-you a ton." "Really?" "Yeah. Mostly you need to g-get him really drunk. Guess it hurt a lot." You nodded, "I know..." Rick was a little nervous of messing it up, stepping into something he shouldn't, but he wanted you to know...

he was still the cool uncle. "S-so you got in trouble, huh?" "Yup." "How come?" "I got a girlfriend." "And?" "What do you mean 'and’?" He shrugged, "C'mon Y/n. I got to Hollywood parties. I live in Hollywood. There's so much worse things. Li-like hippies." "Hippies?" You raised your eyebrow as you laughed. "Yeah. And some illegal things. Like murder...I-I mean, its a nice place to live!...You'll be fine.” He hoped he wasn't blowing it, "What's her name?" "Diana." He saw the smile when you said her name. "Oh my God...you love her!" You blushed a little, "I do..." He shrugged, "Don't be embarassed. You know, some things are w-worth getting in trouble over. You know what you shouldn't get in t-trouble over? Drugs... well....maybe.... But you didn't hear it from me." "Oh my God." "But love? Always w-worth the trouble." You knew he was trying his best, and you smiled, "Thanks Uncle Rick." "Don't mention it, kiddo. S-serioisly. Don't t-tell your dad wh-what I said about drugs!" "I know, I know." You chuckled, as you walked out of the trailer, and he called out as a last ditch effort, "Say no to drugs!" ********************* A few months later, you were finally going back to LA. He told you, he didn't have much. Just a trailer, and a dog.   But, he'd told Rick that he was using the money from their time in Italy to get a small apartment big enough for you, him, and Brandy. So, you were there with them, as they said their goodbyes. You decided, maybe they needed some time alone, so you went with Francesca and Brandy for a while. After a while, she smiled, "You know, you're just like your father." "Why does everyone keep telling me that?" She laughed as  you sat together on the ground, magazines laid out as she showed you the latest in fashion in Italy, as Brandy sat by, while you petted her. Your first night in LA was...well...one to remember. You ended up throwing a paper weight into a hippie's nose, effectively breaking it. Cliff would go on to say 'Kid's got an actual killer aim.' And after that, you'd never hear the end of people saying you were just like him... Which you were coming to learn wasn't so bad. "You're a good friend, Cliff." "I try."

The ambulance drove away, and Rick had promised Cliff he'd keep an eye on you while he was in the hospital. "Well, wh-what’d I say? S-say no to drugs." "That's your takeaway from this?" You furrowed your brows as you looked up at him, and he laughed. But, the night wasn't over. You ended up going over to meet Sharon Tate, and Roman Polanski. Your first night in LA was... well, unforgettable, to say the least.  Days passed. Things started to look up. Rick started getting interviews, and casting calls left and right. Meaning...he and Cliff were back in business. You were happy, really, and you liked going to visit him at the hospital in the meantime, but, he knew something was on your mind. Ten years may have gone, but he knew that when you held your right wrist with your left hand, you were thinking about something. "Y/n? What're you thinkin' about?" "Well...Diana's moving in to her dorm today. Can I go help her?" Cliff smiled as he laid back in the bed.  "I'll be ok, Y/n. You go and help her. It'll give you some practice. When I get out, you can help me move our stuff into the apartment." You rolled your eyes and smiled, "Yeah, I know, dad." He sat up, "Hold on, before you go, I didn't have the chance to give this to you." He held out a little box. You opened it, and saw a bracelet made from blue, pink, and purple beads. "I bought it from a hippie in Santa Monica....Don't tell Rick about the hippie."" You smiled, and looked at him... You hugged him. He smiled, and hugged you back. "Alright, go help Diana. I'll see you tomorrow, kid." You smiled, "See you tomorrow, dad." 

#Cliff Booth #dad #cliff booth would be such a sweet dad #im so sorry this is long #rick dalton #rick is trying his damn best yall #Once Upon A Time In Hollywood #OUATIH

[sleepywinchester]

Behind The Story S2 | Pt. 13

Summary: Jensen tells the truth of what he thinks it happened in Rome.

Author: sleepywinchester {prev; deanwinchester-af}

Characters: Jensen, Reader, Jared, Gen and Cast Cameos.

Pairings: Single!Jensen x Actress!Reader (Nina Dobrev = Faceclaim)

Words: 1.5k

Warnings: Hella Angst. 

Disclaimer: NO HATE TOWARDS DANNEEL!

Note: Guys… Don’t hate me? ITALICS IS FLASHBACK.

Title: It’s All Too Much. 

MASTERLIST 

After having another successful and fun weekend with the fans in Rome, the cast decided to go out one last time to celebrate. Jus In Bello was everyone’s favorite convention of the year, they let them sing, curse and even drink booze as they spent quality time with their fans.

“I have to do a toast,” Jensen stood up from his seat, raising the glass of bourbon to the sky.

Everyone turned remained silence as they heard him speak.

“We had a blast,” he said, “thank you for being such an awesome group of people to work. I love y’all!” Jensen shouted.

The cast laughed and cheered for him. Jensen was noticeable drunk, he laughed and hugged everyone. It was almost three in the morning and Jensen was still up for adventure and partying. Jared took it as cue to take his best friend out of there when Jensen began to dance with strangers. He wasn’t doing anything bad, he was just having fun, but alcohol was taking a toll on him. Jared drank the last of his drink and hold Jensen by the shoulders.

“Hey, brother!” Jensen grinned. “I love you, brother.”

Jared laughed, “I love you too. Let’s go back to the hotel.”

“Why?! It’s-,” Jensen glanced down to his watch, his eyes squinting. “Dude, I forgot how to read the hour… Good thing I don’t need that skill for acting. Am I right?” He laughed, stumbling and almost not feeling his legs as they walked.

Jared grabbed Jensen’s arm and placed it over his shoulder, guiding his very drunk best friend to his hotel room. On their way he winked, spoke and even sang to everyone who would laid eyes on him. Jared grunted throwing Jensen over the bed and taking his shoes off.

“Dude-,” Jared looked up to find Jensen already passed out. He laughed to himself, scratching his head as he walked out. “He’s gonna’ be so hungover tomorrow.”

The constant knock on the door woke Jensen up. He stumbled his way to the door and opened without checking it. He looked down, his mind and eyes still fuzzed with alcohol. He smiled back to the woman standing in front of him.

“What’s up?” Jensen said.

She bit her lower lip, “Nothing much… I just- couldn’t sleep and I heard noise in your room.”

“I don’t even know how I got here,” he chuckled.

“Do you have booze? I drank all mine,” she looked inside Jensen’s hotel room.

Jensen turned back, his eyes finding the mini-fridge. “Yeah! I guess- come in,  Claudia.”

She smirked, “Sure.”

Jensen shut his eyes tighter when he heard his phone ringing. Slowly he began to open his eyes, noticing he forgot to shut the blinds of his room off. He shook his head, scratching the top of it as he rolled over and stumbled into a body.

“What the-,” Jensen’s eyes went wide. “Who the hell are you!?”

The woman groaned under her breath, turning over to look at him.

“Hey, handsome,” she smiled.

Jensen’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of Claudia laying naked next to him.

“What the hell are you-,” his phone continued ringing. Jensen turned to see Y/N’s picture in the screen. She was face-time calling him. He swallowed and stood quickly from the bed and going into the bathroom. “Hey! Babe!”

“Did I wake you?” Y/N noticed his nervousness.

“Yeah,” Jensen cleared his throat, scratching the back of his head. “Um-, babe, can I call you later? Jared is at the door and I have to get dressed.”

Y/N glanced down at her uncovered chest, “You’re seeing that I’m practically shirtless over here, right?”

Jensen looked down to her chest, the corner of his lips perking up. “Oh, I see it babe… but,” he looked at the door, “I really can’t now. I’ll call you later. Promise.”

A sigh crawled up Y/N’s throat, “Sure… Bye.”

Once Jensen made sure the call was over, he walked out of the room to see Claudia lounging in his bed. She wore a white robe and her eyes were on the TV screen.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Jensen snapped. “How- What the hell happened?!”

Claudia looked up to Jensen, the corner of her lips perking up into a seductive smirk. “Hey.” She stood up from the bed, it was in that moment when Jensen noticed her robe wasn’t tied.

He shut his eyes and turned around, “Get dressed.”

“Why?” Claudia pressed her body against his. “You didn’t mind last night.”

“I don’t know what happened last night!” Jensen shouted turning to look her in the eye. “What the hell happened last night?”

Claudia tied her robe,  “You really don’t remember?”

“No!” Jensen yelled frustrated.

“We had sex, Jensen.”

Jensen’s entire world collapsed when the words came out of Claudia’s mouth. He didn’t want to believe it but it was obvious. She was naked, he only had his boxers on, and last night he was too drunk to think clearly. He walked by Claudia, his eyes on the window.

“No, no, no, no,” Jensen kept repeating. “This can’t be happening.”

“Jay-,”

“Don’t you call me that!” Jensen turned to her. “I don’t know how this happened but-”

“It’s okay, Jensen.” Claudia said totally calm. “I won’t say anything.”

Jensen shook his head, the urges to cry building up inside him. He couldn’t believe he had betrayed Y/N. He felt like the biggest scum bag. Jensen dropped on the seat, his eyes staring at the floor. He was lost, he couldn’t even think straight.

“I can’t believe I-,” he run his hands through his hair. “I can’t believe I cheated on Y/N.”  Jensen was overwhelmed with guilt.

“Hey,” Claudia hold his chin, “Is okay. I won’t say anything… It’s really not a big deal. We were drunk, we had a couple drinks, shit happens.”

“You don’t get it, don’t you?!” Jensen glared at her. “I have a daughter with her. I’m supposed to get married with her! I love her!”

Claudia cocked an eyebrow, “I’m sorry but- you weren’t thinking about that last night.”

Jensen clenched his jaw, the guilt and rage building up inside him.

She sighed deeply, “What is done… Is done…”

Once completely dressed she turned to look at Jensen. He was still sitting on the chair, lost in his own thoughts. Claudia cleared her throat to gain his attention.

“I’m gonna’ go…” She pointed at the door with her thumb.

“Yeah,” Jensen scoffed with unbelief. “You do that.”

Claudia stood in front of him, “If you ever-”

“This - won’t happen ever again,” Jensen cut her off.

“I’m just saying if you ever feel like it… I’m down.” Claudia spoke freshly. “We had fun and I’m a good secret keeper.” She bit her lower lip, “Nobody has to know.”

“Get the fuck out of my room,” Jensen growled at her.

She nodded and shrugged, before turning and stroll out of Jensen’s room.

 You took a moment to process everything Jensen just said. Tears went down your cheeks on their own. You couldn’t speak, you couldn’t think straight, all you could do is stare into his broken eyes. You could see how heart broken Jensen was. You also could listen to your own heart shattering. 

“Y/N,” his voice broke. “Say something.”

Your lips parted yet you couldn’t form words.  You were completely in shock.

The two of you stood in the dark for a while, both keeping your silence but Jensen couldn’t take it anymore. He took a step forward, trying to hold you down yet you couldn’t hold him back. 

Jensen dropped on his knees, hugging your legs, mumbling how sorry he was. He never stopped crying.

“Don’t touch me.” You spoke emotionless and with disgust. 

Jensen looked up in an instant yet didn’t said a word. “No, baby, ple-

“Get out.” You said but he kept trying to hold you. ”I SAID GET OUT!” You screamed, pushing him backwards.

Jensen stared at you, sitting on the floor, his eyes only showed one thing: he was terrified.  

“NO,” he let out, “let’s talk-.”

You leaned forward, the shock turning into anger. “I SAID GET OUT!” You yelled even louder and began to push him and throwing punch. “GET OUT!” You blacked out, letting yourself drown in the pain. “GET THE FUCK OUT!”

You continued to punch him until someone hold you backwards. It was Genevieve who hold you down as you tried to go forward and keep pushing him away. You watched Jared grab Jensen from the floor, confused of what was going on.

“GET THE HELL OUT!” You kept screaming. “HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO Me?! HOW COULD YOU CHEAT ON ME?!” 

It was in that moment that Jared’s eyes went wide as he carried his best friend out of the house. Once they were out of your sight, you dropped on the floor, crying inconsolable. Genevieve hold you down into a hug, trying to console you with words but it was worthless. 

You didn’t heard her, you didn’t understand her, all you felt was a void inside.

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[thejonymyster]

scri¶t

episode about bright

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so yeah i never write about bright so. here it comes!!!

another bright early morning with bright. ok wait i need a way to differentiate the adjective bright from the character bright. for this script i will be capitalizing Bright's name

Bright is just el waking up from being asleep all night i guess? more like after passing out from exhaust. Bright, a being of bioluminescence, has often found it difficult to get some decent shuteye, due to being really bright. id like to see you try to sleep with glowing eyes and eyelids. actually no thats creepy i do /not/ want to watch you sleep.

but yeah bedtimes aside, Bright is just waking up this morning, actually fairly well rested. he goes to the bathroom and brushes his freakin teeth and all and uh.

so he gets dressed in Proper clothes (that you cant really see anyways because Bright is just too effin bright) and steps out of his room

bright: ok so what was the plan for today

Bright only a little bit talks to himself like only for remembering things or like when youre watching the movie and the character is alone and hes talking to himself so the audience knows what hes thinking. you know what i mean?

bright: theres reffing, then book club, then uh. hm *goes back inside and checks the calendar* well i guess i just dont have much planned today. i got all dressed up for nothin haha.

bright: hm.

bright: guess ill walk around and see whos up

like literally hes only talking to himself so you know what hes thinking about now. i guess

so Bright locks his door and walks down the hallway to the elevator and rides it down to the third floor

el bright: *walks over to room 326 and knocks on the door quietly*

[a short pause] tallstar: just a minute im getting dressed

bright: w- oh ha, good one

tallstar: (upon arrival to the door) thanks ive been pr*clears throat*acticing

bright: so whats up

tallstar: nothing much i just kind of, got up. ... .,,. ,any plans?

bright: well, actually, not really. todays pretty empty for me, but like i havent had breakfast yet so if youre not up to anything maybe we could go hit the diner or something?

tallstar: really? with: me? a-re you asking, me.. out??

bright: ahaha yeah! i mean!! not asking you out.. like technically that would be asking you in. since its still inside the... no i mean i /am/ asking you, but just as a friend. friends hang out and eat food sometimes, it happens.

tallstar: oh! hahah*choke*hh o-ok well wbut i gotta say to you. to tell you. im real sorry *swallow* but uh i ghave admit i always thought of you as more of a friend of a friend.. you know? with henry

bright: thats fair, we dont really hang out all too much and he is usually there when we do.

oh man im so tired suddenly its like 12:34 am right now

goodnight heckers

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bright episode part two the electr who cares about that meme <--! note to selfthat title will nottramslate well--> oh also give the waiter a name -_-_-_-_-_-_-

when we left off bright was asking tallstar to breakfast but i was too tired to write him saying yes and putting that dialogue now disrupts el flow so im just telling you instead

At El Diner

and its not like a date or anything

so bright and tallstar are sitting at a table since tallstar doesnt really fit in the booth. but dont worry its not like hes never had the chance to sit in a booth, like, ever or something. hes sat in booths before

here comes the waiter

waiter: good morning, my name is Staff Member #4, ill be your waiter. do you want to start off with some drinks now?

bright: ill have some orange juice

waiter: uh huh... and what would you like? *looks at tallstar expectantly*

tallstar: uh ill just have a water

waiter: ok! anything else?

tallstar and bright both look like theyre about to say something but its impossible to tell because brights face has no contrast and tallstar just has no face. there is a long silence

waiter: alright well ill go get your drinks and you can figure out what you want to eat. *leaves*

tallstar: achoo!

bright: bless you

tallstar: thanks

a long uncomfortable pause

bright: hey uh... did you want anything else?

tallstar: oh, no, and, i was wondering the same thing, i just didnt want to *stomach growl* ha um i didnt want to say like "no were good" without knowing if you were done ordering *coughing*

bright: yeah same here, same here

tallstar: right

the waiter comes back with the drinks

waiter: heres your water and heeres youur orange juice. have you decided what you guys want to eat yet?

bright: not really, i still need some time to think

tallstar: yeah i uh forgot to look im sorry

waiter: thats fine, enjoy your drinks and ill be back later to check up on you guys ok?

tallstar and bright simultaneously:

just kidding, bright says ok but tallstar coughs

the waiter leaves again and bright takes a sip of orange juice and the whole thing is pretty awkward its like awful i feel like this script is bad but i! dont care :)

tallstar: ok yeah this is *noise* starting to feel like a date

bright: yeah, youre right, my bad. youre a pretty good date, though

tallstar (flustered): wh-dont flirt with me!!! thhats just makes it.,,, more of a date!!,,..

bright: sorry aa!!

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bright part 3: revenge of the fallen

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so

tallstar and bright have gotten their food. bright ended up ordering some kind of omelet and tallstar got some pancakes. ooh babay

bright takes a bite of his omelete

bright: hey this is really good

tallstar: what did you order

bright: uh the *reading off the menu* "hey cool wow omelete". hows your pancakes?

tallstar: theyre the *gasp* "cool guy flappetty jacketties" and i havent tried them yet. who names these things? haha

bright: yeah i know righ—

bright has a sudden and shocking revelation: he has no idea whatsoever how tallstar eats, or if he needs help, or if he eats at all or.,, anything.

and now he wants to know

bright: –t.

but is it rude to ask?? it seems kind of. strange and personal but like. it seems like something people always would be asking... like is he tired of explaining? i

bright just looks down at his plate just. like eyes widened from shock and surprise you know?? not that you can see the eyes since. bright is very. glowing.

absentmindedly poking at his omelete, bright just wants to avoid eye contact? but of course bright remembers that nobody can see his face, and therefore no matter what face he makes nobody will be the wiser that. hes making a really weird face. like the face you make when you arent sure if you should say something that you really want to say.

tallstar: oh this tastes good

bright looks up at tallstar and then down at tallstars plate to see a big bite taken out of his pancake

bright:

bright: can i ask you kind of a personal question

tallstar: uh..,,

tallstar: ..yeah ok sure

bright: its just

bright: how did you... eat that

tallstar: oh... hahaha!! i thought it was ... gonna be really personal!

tallstar laughs genuinely and bright laughs nervously

tallstar: no but like check it out its *half cough* really cool look

he then turns sideways and uses his arm thing to cut a piece of his pancake out, then he leans down forward and pokes his arm thing through the pancake, and then he leans backward and lets the pancake slide down his arm (he doesnt eat it with syrup or this would be real gross) and land on the weird circle thing at his center torso dealie. then he sort of. the circle part just. absorbs the pancake slowly. its. wow. what the. wh. ok. hwow. ok. alright. uhhhhh

bright: w— wow.

tallstar: pretty cool right??

bright:

bright: yes

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[scrappykat]

Hi everyone!  It’s been a minute since I last posted!  This is just a catch up post to let you all know what’s been happening and what is going on right now.  Also, what you can expect to see here in the future.

I moved out of my home and left my sons there because the rent is low and it’s a 3/2 home and there is no way they can afford their own place with the prices the way they are now.  (My sons are 26 and 22).  So my oldest son, his wife and child and my youngest son all live there together now. 🙂

I found a cute little 2/1 townhouse in downtown Bremerton near the Ferry terminal  (Prices are RIDICULOUS) but it is what it is right?  Anyway, it’s adorable and quiet and clean and I can live in peace and quiet (did i mention quiet already? LOL).  I am absolutely loving it.  I haven’t had much time to unpack and decorate yet because things have been non stop since I moved in.

My best friend Mona came for two weeks and so we did more playing than working while she was here, plus she had hurt her back (from the air mattress I think) so we couldn’t do much.  But we has so much fun just spending time together and making more memories.  I’ll post a few photos that we took while she was here.  Our other friend, Rexann spent a lot of time with us and it was just a wonderful two weeks.  Here is a recap of our time together:

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Best Friends Together Again

Kat, Mona and Rexann

The results – they were WHITER!!

Mona hard at work at Kat Scrappiness, pulling orders.

Three Amigos`

Paint Pouring Class (Doing the Mona again)

Doing the “Mona” Pose

I also got a new car a few months ago, a 2018 Toyota RAV4 Sport Edition.  Then while Mona was here, we got into an accident. Nobody was hurt but it was my fault.  Here’s a pic of my poor car’s boo boo.

So, next up…. My new craft room….  It is about 1/4th the size of my old craft room so I had to let go of most of my stuff.  Mostly scrapbooking stuff because I haven’t scrap booked in years. I kept all of my card making and art journaling supplies though.  I haven’t touched the new craft room because it’s overwhelming and I don’t know where to start or where to put all the “stuff” while I work out where the furniture will go.  Waiting for help to tackle that project!  I will of course show before and after pics and will update all of my organization posts when it’s done so keep an eye out for that over the next few months.  I may take a video of it as well, we will see 🙂  I’m not sure how long it will take for me to get to my craft room but AS I do it, I will post photos before and after….here is a before picture of how it looks now.

Lastly, an update on mom…..this is the hardest thing to write about.  Those of you who have been following me over the years know that my mom was diagnosed with Parkinson’s some years back.  She has now been diagnosed with something else too.  Supranuclear Palsy.  She is currently in the hospital fighting an infection and waiting to get a feeding tube (PEG).  She can no longer walk, talk, or even swallow.  This disease has progressed so quickly in the last six months or so, my dad has gotten to the point that he needs help taking care of her because she is no longer strong enough to “help” when he transfers her from one place to another.  She is perfectly “there” in her brain….she just cannot do anything or communicate. It’s like being stuck in a body that won’t do anything but your mind is normal.  It’s such a devastating disease and it takes a piece of my heart and soul every time I see her lose another ability to function.

At first she did not want the feeding tube which meant she would need hospice because she can’t live long without nutrition but once she was over the initial shock and depression about it, she finally agreed to it (thank GOD) because that will give us more time with her.  My dad has been our ROCK through all of this.  He has taken care of her 24/7 with not one complaint.  He continues to be there for all of us when we need him, not just my mom.  I get teary talking about him because he is such a blessing to us and I’m so grateful to have a dad like him.  He is my step dad technically but in my heart he is my DAD plain and simple.

Here is a picture of mom and dad at the hospital a few days ago:

When mom leaves the hospital and comes home, my dad will have some help from Palliative Care (?) I hope I spelled that right.  I’m not sure how long it will last or how much help he will get but hopefully things will be easier for him and mom.  I help when and how I can but I can’t lift her or anything because I am just not strong enough.

Anyway, your prayers and/or good thoughts would be greatly appreciated that we can have more time with my precious mom.  She is the most loving mom I’ve ever met and will always be my life long best friend.  I can’t imagine life without her so I just pray for more time, quality time.

That’s my update for now.  I will blog more when I have more to share.

I hope you are all well and that everyone in your life is happy and healthy.

New Home – Smaller Craft Room and Update on Mom Hi everyone!  It's been a minute since I last posted!  This is just a catch up post to let you all know what's been happening and what is going on right now. 

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