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LGBeach part-T | remmy, nell, shiloh, skylar, & winn

LOCATION: cursed frozen beach of freezing chest fame. PARTIES: @whatsin-yourhead, @nelllraiser, @evanescentform, @theskyeandsea, @packsbeforesnacks. RECCOMENDED LISTENING: [ 1 ] [ 2 ] THE BATTLE PLAN: [ by cal ] SUMMARY BELOW:

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For being such a small box, the Imperial-or-whatever box sure felt heavy in Remmy’s hands. It looked somehow both extremely delicate and extremely sturdy, held together with a network of pins and latches that Remmy itched to undo. Kinda like the box Ricky had have them solve. But it would have to wait. Whatever power this box had, Remmy wasn’t sure they could use it. In fact, they were almost positive of it. Cece had acted as if it held a great power, as if she could feel it, but Remmy felt nothing. Even as they made their way down to the beach-- despite Blanche’s protests-- Remmy couldn’t feel anything. Supposedly this thing had a connection to the chest, but how was someone undead and disconnected from the energies of the whatever ether supposed to feel that?

The beach was empty. Of course it was, though. Remmy had chosen to go closer to night so that it would be. Nobody wandering by, either. Remmy could see well enough at night, anyway, and involving other people wasn’t a good idea this time. They had no idea what was going to happen with this, so it was best if people kept a distance. All they needed now was someone pure of heart. Blanche was supposedly sending someone their way.

Remmy made their way down the beach tentatively, keeping an eye out for karkinoids. They’d mostly started to recede the past few weeks, lethargic and dwindled in numbers. The frozen snow and ice crunched beneath Remmy’s feet as they approached the chest carefully, wary of what might happen when the two boxes met. It was only when they were right in front of it that Remmy realized the little markings on the box in their hands seemed to match the ones on the chest. They didn’t know what that meant, other than that the two objects were clearly connected. Finally, Remmy came to a stop. It felt like there needed to be some big build up or drama or drum roll, but Remmy didn’t have time for that. So they just plopped the box onto the chest, and waited.

And nothing happened.

Well, one thing happened. Chittering. Karkinoids. Remmy would recognize the sound anywhere. Whirling, they turned on foot, picking up the rubber mallet they’d brought with them just in case. And it looked like that “just in case was” happening after all.

It had been weeks since Nell had encountered the mysterious zombie and the Garkain, having intended to do a tracking spell ages ago after she’d seen the draugr do it’s impressive work of annihilating the monster. But between everything that had happened between then and now, it had simply continued to slip her mind, more important things getting in the way such as keeping Remmy safe, making sure her house wasn’t destroyed by a demon, making sure Seth wasn’t destroyed by a demo, Winston’s name...It had just been one thing after another. However, it seemed that today had been the day the universe decided to give Penelope a moment of peace, and the knife the zombie had left behind that fateful night was finally given it’s moment to shine.

The spell was easy enough, and she followed it’s pull towards the beach, the one where the chest had been deposited some time ago. Anticipation mounted as she felt the pull grow stronger, tighter as she neared her quarry. Clearing the last dune, she raised a hand to shield her eyes from the setting sun, squinting along the coastline. Where the hell was her zombie? Hold on. There was someone near the chest. Was this it then? FInally the end of her short-lived quest? The bad-ass zombie that was practically begging to be a fighter for the Ring with its impressive display was…”Remmy?” Holy shit. Had she ever been more blind in her entire life? As she walked towards her friend, she took out the little knife the zombie- Remmy had dropped, running her thumb over the letters on it one last time. R. M. Remmington McAllister. It had practically been slapping her in the face. “Buddy- I think this is your’s.”

This time, she called their name louder, raising an arm over her head in a wave. “Remmy! What are you doing out here?” It didn’t take long to walk closer, something even stronger than her tracking spell tugging her towards the chest. All she could focus on was the box for a few moments, the waves of magic pulsating off it nearly impossible to ignore. “What the hell is that? And where did you get it?” But instead of an answer coming from Remmy, it seemed the murderous lobsters were the ones who wanted to speak their mind on the matter. “Ahhh, shit.” Her boot dug into the ice beneath it, already knowing this was terrible terrain for a fight as she bent to pull her trusty dagger from its hiding spot. “Well, this should be fun.”

Time passed at the arcade - hours turned to minutes. Shiloh couldn’t have asked for a better person to spend time with than with Skylar. It started with the games they had in the front, pinball games, space invaders, donkey kong - this arcade had them all. Of course, not all of them were winners (they actually lost quite a few games) but Shiloh had never felt more like a winner that day.

It wasn’t until they finished up with a few matches of laser tag that they decided, hey maybe they should step outside and enjoy the rest of the day - only to find the sun had already begun to set. It still didn’t hinder their plans as they just decided to take a nice stroll for the remainder of the evening. It was turning out to be a very long date and honestly, Shiloh didn’t want it to end. The sunset was just a perfect end to a perfect date. Shiloh had even asked Skylar for a kiss when she heard something in the distance. It would have been easy to ignore - it should have been but Shiloh turned her head to the sound.

“Did you hear that? There’s something over there. C’mon.” She couldn’t even make out what she was hearing but knew as they got closer to the beach, she knew they were heading in the right direction. It sounded like scrapes on the ice.

As they arrived, what she saw stopped her in her tracks. Were those lobsters? Why was that one so big? That was way too big. Her eyes tore from the lobsters and she could see two people there - both which looked like they were heading over to the lobsters. That didn’t look safe. Shiloh took a step and realized it was slippery. She offered a hand for Skylar. “Careful, it’s slippery,” she gently warned and continued heading over there.

Something was pulling her to that chest and its pull was enough to make her overlook the gathering of weird looking lobsters. Maybe if she didn’t look at them, they weren't there…

Spending time with Shiloh was like a breath of fresh air to Skylar. Was she still incredibly nervous around the other woman, particularly after their prior date? Yes, and she probably always would be. But…spending time with someone outside of all the craziness she’d been dealing with and who wanted to hang out with her… it was nice. And Skylar could really use nice right now. Which is why the arcade had been so much fun. She’d never been to a place like that and, though she’d been a little worried, it had been a lot of fun. And when they’d exited the arcade, startled to find that night had begun to fall, she hadn’t wanted the date to end. So, a nice long walk it was, talking, holding hands, and a request for a kiss.

But when Shiloh paused, just before their lips met, Skylar blinked in confusion. Her ears straining, she frowned. What was she missing? “I don’t-- oh! Um, okay.” She nodded, following along behind Shiloh. As she realized that they were heading towards the beach, towards the ocean, a pit formed in her stomach. Sticking her hand in her jacket pocket, she instinctively reached for the case that she kept her hearing aids in. What was going on--

As they rounded the corner, Skylar nearly ran into Shiloh as the other woman came to a full halt. Wincing, Skylar saw a small horde of not at all small karkinoids surrounding-- “Remmy?! Nell?” She yelled, “What are you two doing, get away from there!” But even as she said that, she could feel a strange pull, drawing her towards the chest. Glancing over at Shiloh, she grimaced. Oh no. Oh no, no, no. This was the last thing she wanted to happen. For more of this supernatural bullshit to ruin her life. But, the sway continued and she found herself gingerly walking across the ice towards the chest.

Winn was running the Crypteens through remedial shooting drills — hey, practicin’ the basics was important — when his phone started buzzing in his back pocket. Not many people had his number, and twenty-two of them were within the Arena right now, so… That could be bad. But still. Commitments. He led the kids through the remainder of the drill, the sun hanging low in the sky outside of the Arena, before turning his coaching duties over to his assistant coach for the last hour of practice. Always eager to get her feet wet, even if — especially when — Winn requested it out of nowhere, Annetta clapped her hands together and smiled somethin’... a little evil, if Winn was bein’ honest.

His signal strength in the locker room was shit, but the message eventually popped and crackled into his ear: Blanche was a mess, sick and… crying (???), but his heightened hearing came to the rescue. He caught that Remmy was in trouble, and that it had somethin’ to do with that stupid chest on the beach. (In that moment, Winn regretted not askin’ Ricky or Blanche or Remmy to tell him more about it.) Listening again, he was able to parse a little more of what Blanche was saying… What the fuck did she mean “pure of heart”? No time to worry about that. He remembered, a fragment from a news report on the radio, that the chest was surrounded by ice. Well, he wouldn’t be caught with his tail out twice. He slung his stick on his back, grabbed a bag of pucks, and shoved his skates into his bag, ready to fight whatever fight needed fightin’.

The sun had set over the horizon by the time his bike started to approach the beach along the river, and— Shit, had he been blind? How had he avoided seeing this? He only barely recognized from this distance, thanks to his night vision, the form of Remmy and… a girl? Probably? Engaged with… Satan lobsters? Winn made a mental note to stay in the fuckin’ loop next time, what the shit were they? He’d grown up near the Bay, and the biggest lobster he’d ever seen had been torso-sized, not human-sized. Two figures, just far enough out of his vision even as he pulled aside on the road, were surrounding an object — probably the chest, right? Winn leapt off his bike, making his way to hide behind a — frosty, Christ — boulder at the edge of the ice. No one had noticed him yet, including the cursed crustaceans. He could hear the sounds of a struggle behind him, one that he needed to jump into. Quick. Sliding on his skates, he tried to think of a decent game plan… Eh, fuck it. He’d wing it.

Winn vaulted over the boulder and came face-to-face with a small army of salty seafood. The biggest fucker was right in his line of sight, obviously, to Winn’s adrenaline-brain at least, where he should direct his energy. Just needed to piss it off long enough for whoever the fuck was dealin’ with this situation to open the damn chest. The “pure of heart” or whatever. That phrase clicked somethin’ in his heart, a soft push towards where he figured the chest was. Weird, but Winn definitely wasn’t that. So, he firmly ignored the impulse, and did what any considerate jock would do: Gave a warning.

“HEAD’S UP!” he yelled at Remmy and the other person, lining up his shot and beaming a hockey puck with all of his wolf-enhanced strength straight at the eyes of the ugliest catch of the day he’d ever seen. Nothin’ to get your feet wet with the supernatural like a good ol’ wrestle, right?

Remmy was a simple zombie. They didn’t really question things that happened, but five minutes ago, they had been alone on the beach, and now Nell was coming up behind them, lobsters were rushing the beach, and someone was shouting behind them. Remmy turned to look at who was calling out, recognizing the voice. “SKYLAR?” they called out. “No, get-- get out of here! It’s dangerous!” they shouted, lifting the mallet-- and sliding a little on the ice, zombie enhancements certainly didn’t help with that-- and swinging it towards a straggling lobster who thought being the quickest was the best idea. It wasn’t. He squelched and screamed as the mallet went through his shell, enhanced with slightly starved zombie strength. It was a risk, but Remmy had purposefully not eaten today, knowing they were coming here for this. Strength comes with starving, Deirdre had said. And she’d been right. Remmy’s thoughts were interrupted when another booming voice called across the ice. Looking up just in time to watch a hockey puck slam straight into the side of their head. It was weird, Remmy thought, as they nearly tumbled over, that this didn’t hurt. “I’m okay!” they called out when the dizziness stopped. “I’m good, just-- aim better, please!”

Apparently, everyone had chosen this exact moment to show up for a nice game of beach ice hockey death lobster volleyball, and Nell wasn’t exactly pleased with it. Especially when a puck beamed Remmy in the head. “Do you mind?!” She called out after seeing that Remmy was alright, adrenaline making her have even less patience than usual. “It’s hard enough with the ice!” As if the universe was determined to make Nell feel the wrath of her words, she slipped as she tried to advance on one of the karkinoids, ending up eye-level with it. Thinking quickly, she jammed her dagger into its now easily accessible soft underbelly, and the thing joined the one Remmy had dispatched. Perhaps the ice was good for some things. She got back to her feet, and noticed the two other girls now hovering near them. “What are you all doing here? Get off the beach!” The last thing they needed was more people for lobsters to chomp on.

Wait, was that Bea’s sister? And did Skylar know the other people here? Why were all of them coming closer to these huge lobsters. Shiloh was at a loss for words. “I don’t think we should be here,” she muttered more to herself than anything. Yet she didn’t move - at least not away, instead she moved closer, eyes moving from the chest to the two people trying to fight off the lobsters. “Guys, I’m not sure we should be fighting these things.” But who would? Who were you going to call for these giant lobsters? Shiloh had thought people were exaggerating but… no, these things were actually huge. Honestly, what the hell was happening right now? Shiloh was desperately trying to think things through but unfortunately, life doesn’t have a general reaction to seeing huge lobsters coming at you.

Skylar continued to walk forward, sliding slightly across the edge where ice met sand. Oh crap. This was terrible, there were giant freaking Karkinoids everywhere, and her friends were all here. Going to get sliced-- “REMMY!” She shrieked and turned around to look in the direction of the offending puck that had smacked them in the face. “What are you doing?!” Skylar asked, hands balling at her sides as she took in the sight of Winn, hockey stick in hand. Glancing over at Shiloh, she grimaced, the material of her veneers clicking together in a reminder of her secrets. She’d seen Ricky crush a Karkinoid’s shell in his teeth, but she wasn’t like him, she couldn’t do that, she wasn’t going to… out herself like that. “Shiloh’s right, why are you even here? Shouldn’t we be running?” She asked. But even as she said that, a sinking feeling of dread filled her. The karkinoids were only growing in numbers. Running wasn’t going to be an option for much longer.

“Shit,” Winn swore as the puck sliced, missing the slightly-larger-than-the-rest demonic decapod and knocking into Remmy’s jaw. Shit. Hope Remmy had a healing factor like he did. Winn knew he was strong. He called out a quick, “Sorry!” as his shoulder twinged in pain. Fuck. New moon was close, and his injury hadn’t fully healed up. (Why wasn’t it healing?) “Remmy!” he called out. “Blanche sent me! Who the hell is crackin’ this thing open?” A lobmonster skittered closer to him, and Winn skated around it, trying to draw its attention away from the humans standing over near the chest. It kept its eyes trained on him, but didn’t move closer once he hit the edge of the ice. That twinge in his heart flared up, and he glanced from the beast to the chest, and back. If it came after him, he could outskate it. But that wouldn’t help anyone. It was close enough now that… He dropped another puck to the ground, adjusting on the fly to make sure it didn’t fly into the dark and hit another poor asshole, and swung hard at the thing before him, hoping how close it was would make… Bullseye. The monster screamed and retreated back closer to the chest, giving Winn an opportunity to circle around it and closer to Remmy and their mystery friend, though he was still farther away than he’d like. Fuck. He shoulda brought more pucks.

This was very quickly turning into a situation Remmy was not comfortable with. All these people had showed up and were not heeding any warnings and coming closer to this instead. “Skylar, no!” Remmy called back out, reached up a quick hand to readjust their slightly askew jaw. “Go back!” They waved at her, wondering who the girl next to her was-- but now really wasn’t the time for that. More and more karkinoids were rising from the water, scuttling as quick as their gross, crustacean legs could carry them, towards Remmy, Nell, the chest, and the others heading for them. “I’m trying--” Remmy shouted back over their shoulder at Skylar, as they turned to face the onslaught with Nell-- “to open--” swung the mallet again, cracking one across the face. Reached down to yank Nell back to her feet-- “that stupid--” swung again at another one, harder this time-- “CHEST!” Eyes glowering red for a moment, the mallet smashing through and sending karkinoid guts everywhere. Winn was shouting something now, something about Blanche. She’d sent him? Well...that didn’t matter either. “THEN GET OVER HERE AND HELP!” they called, cleared their throat, “PLEASE?” Remmy glanced at Nell, giving her a worried look. “Anything uhh magic you got to help out here?”

For a second, Nell sent Remmy an absolutely bewildered look. They were trying to open the chest? What made them think they’d be able to- oh. The box full of magic they’d put on top of the chest when she’d waltzed up. “The box thing?” She asked, half-yelling over all the carnage that was beginning to unfold. “Is that what opens it?” Shit, this was a lot of karkinoids, though, far more than she’d seen gathered anywhere else in town. Five of them, and she didn’t have any clue about the others ability to fight. The odds didn’t look...great. Pointing blinding at Shiloh at Skylar for a split second, she simply called out, “Do something with the box and the chest!” Her hopes that such a thing would prove fruitful were...low after granting her very specific and stellar wisdom. As far as she knew, neither of the girls had any knowledge of magic. As far as magic went...she’d been trying her best not to use it in public spaces such as this, or in front of people she didn’t know. After all, there was a witch-hunter in town. “We’re fine, we’re fine! Maybe later!” she insisted, not wanting to resort to such measures yet. Instead, she continued to hack at the lobsters, dodging their deadly claws as she pulled another dagger from her boot, wielding in both hands while she dispatched as many as she could, moving from one to the next in fluid and practiced motions.

“Wait is their jaw -“ Shiloh started, weakly pointing off in their direction, wondering what the hell was going on? How can someone get hit like that and act like it was normal. Skylar… she knew that wasn’t normal, none of this was normal, right? Yet everyone was acting like this was just… something they had to do. She reached out for Skylar’s hand, not to pull her away but she needed something to comfort her and right now, Skylar was the only one who could do that. So what was the whole situation now? A bunch of lobsters. And a chest? Shiloh didn’t have to look far to find it. It was like her eyes were immediately drawn to it. “I think the chest will help get rid of the lobsters, Skye. We just have to go and open it.” Was it a bomb?? Who knows but if all they had to do was go open it to help them and the path was clear - they were going to do that. There was no need to put themselves in any danger. Shiloh could help these people without anyone having to get further injured even though that person with the broken jaw looked very injured but maybe she was just seeing things - yeah that was it.

Did Nell just pull more daggers out of her shoes? How many did she have in there? Skylar blinked, shaking her head-- not the time to think about that. In the chaos of everything happening around, the shouting, and the very loud chittering of angry karkinoids, she was able to catch something about a box? But not the chest? What? As Shiloh grasped her hand, Skylar swallowed. Shit, shit, shit. There was too much sound, too much going on, too much pressure. “The chest? The chest… Okay, okay, but what about the box?” She asked, before glancing over at Winn. “You know about the box? Open it then! I’m not-- this wasn’t supposed to happen! None of this should be happening!” She yelled at him before jerking her leg back out of range from a karkinoid that had come dangerously close to snipping at her foot.

“Hey, lady— Wait, shit, Skylar?” Winn’s eyes finally caught up with the rest of him as he got closer to the main fight… and to the chest. The pull of it was callin’ to him, a pull which he promptly ignored, thinking he was goin’ a little batshit in this extremely stressful situation. “Shit, dude! Terrible time for a first meetin’, but hope you enjoyed your gift!” Jokes. He could do jokes. The chest more firmly in his sight now, he saw that Remmy (presumably, it seemed like they knew what they were doin’) had put another box on top of the chest. “Now how the fuck do you open a box with a box, Remmy?” Winn hollered at them as the biggish seafood special, the one he’d previously tried to thwack with a puck, made its way to him. Alright, time for some acrobatics. He was grateful, at that moment, that he’d taken some of his hockey padding off, and that he had just enough space between him and the asshole with claws to build up some speed. Winn skated across the ice, blowing by Remmy and their friend, and leaped with the ease of years of experience on the ice. And his ma had said learnin’ proper ice skating would be a waste! He landed on its back, barely facin’ the right way for his plan, as it tried to buck him off, like the world’s most dangerous mechanical bull. “Fuckin’ hell,” he mumbled. Alright, these things needed to breathe, right? He yanked his stick underneath the thing’s head and pulled with both his arms. It kicked and it screamed, and Winn thought the stick might snap in half — it was his backup stick anyway — but its movements were getting sloppy. “Someone wanna stab this thing while I’ve got it distracted? PLEASE?” he yelled at the other combatants.

Remmy looked around just in time to watch Winn come skating across the ice and do a leap onto a karkinoid that would impress even professional bull riders. Not sure that was the safest tactic, but Winn looked like he could take care of himself. It was Skylar and the other girl with her that Remmy was worried about. “The box! It-- it um, folds out!” Remmy said, swinging again. A miss this time, but the lobster also seemed distracted and unable to claw them. Oh, right-- the bracelet. Remmy hoped it would work well enough as more started to surround them and they swung in a circle to clear a path. “It’s-- it holds the power! Or s-something.” They couldn’t remember everything Cece had told them. They should’ve just written it down, dammit. “Someone with-- pure heart has to open it! Hold it to the--” but they stopped, mid sentence, as a gargling noise and the sound of rushing water echoed around. And from the depths of the ocean, rose a claw, the size of a man. And then another claw. Followed by the body of something that Remmy was pretty sure that one horror dude wrote about. They swerved, bewildered, to look at Nell. “Now can you use magic??”

Pure of heart? Holds the power? What the hell was Remmy even talking about? But Nell didn’t particularly have time to question it in the midst of trying not to completely eat it on the ice while she did her best to gut as many karikinoids as she could. Besides, she trusted Remmy. And yet...as the two girls grew closer to the chest, Nell could have sworn she heard the stereotypical boss music in every video game start to play. For a moment she was simply starstruck, a sharp smile beginning to spread across her lips. Oh, hell yeah. A karkinoid that looked like it could take the place of the RV in ‘We’re the Millers’? Sign her the fuck up. “We’re eating good tonight, guys!” she called out, rushing towards the giant thing. But the small lobsters kept getting in her way, deterring her progress. Nevertheless she took the appearance of the giant lobster to mean they were doing something right. After all, didn’t the boss always come out at the end? Maybe Remmy was right. “Okay, okay!” Time to stop messing with the little bait karkinoids so she could get to the big one. Rolling up a sleeve of her jacket, she revealed a tattoo she’d gotten some time ago, a summoning sigil that she chanted into for a moment, slicing her thumb open to pour some blood over it. In a few moments, a trio of hellhounds had appeared from misty darkness, waiting to do Nell’s bidding. “Dinner, boys,” she simply said before the shadowy beasts began to tear into the karkinoids, roasting some with fire from their maws while crushing others between hellishly strong jaws.

Shiloh focused on that chest - if it could help them, that’s all that mattered. Everything was going well, all things considered until she felt a rumble at her feet and stopped in her tracks. She wished she didn’t look up because Really Huge Lobsters. That was a thing. And some guy thinking it was safe to ride one. Okay. Focus Shiloh. She kept heading over to the chest when a “small” lobster (compared to that huge mother of a lobster) scurried in front of her. Before she could even react, a… shadow? Dog? Ran right to it and snatched it up and ran. “Okay.” Was all Shiloh could say as she forgot how to breathe. The last thing she needed was to lose her cool in front of Skylar, even though there wasn’t a better situation to do it! All she wanted to do was open that chest and hopefully all this would end. Maybe it would all end up being a dream. It started off as such a nice one too. As she reached the chest, she knelt down, this thing didn’t seem to have any noticeable latches. She grabbed the box on top of it and turned it over. She looked over at Skylar. “What do we have to do?”

Struggling to make out Winn’s words over the yelling, screaming, lobster noises, and very sudden presence of the biggest freaking Karkinoid she’d ever seen in her life, Skylar squinted, trying to make out the sounds. “Lyft? What, is he a Lyft driver?” She mumbled under her breath before shaking her head. Before she could really figure out any sort of game plan though, Nell did some kind of weird gesture and then-- “No! No! NO!” She yelled, scrambling away from the three hell-dogs that had appeared from nowhere. “WHAT THE FUCK?!” Skylar shrieked as she attempted to continue to back away, only to run the back of her legs solidly into the chest. Dogs. Big fiery, scary, hell dogs with giant teeth. Skylar’s blood was pounding in her skull, but she forced herself to get a handle on the instinct that screamed at her to run away. She couldn’t run away, no matter how much she wanted to. “I--” She swallowed, still trying to process everything, “I-- Box. Something about a box? I can’t, I can’t hear over everything.” Skylar said. “Maybe we need to put the box inside the chest..?”

It occurred to Winn, as he continued to be bucked by the now second biggest bull at the County Fair, that he was going to have to deal with this the hard way. Well. They didn’t call it leg day for nothing. He substituted his stick for his legs as the monster’s attention was drawn towards its granddaddy from the deep, tugging tightly, tighter even than he’d been able to manage with the stick, and leaned forward, careful of the creature’s claws. They snapped over top of him, trying to get at Winn, belly down on the hard shell of the beast. Alright. Eat this, asshole. Winn pulled a puck from his pocket, and emergency back-up plan in case he needed one last-ditch effort, and smashed it against the creature’s mouth, forcing it in, wincing as the creature gnashed at his hand. Ah well. Healing factor for the win (ha). He hoped the puck was just big enough to… The bottom of his stick in his dominant hand as he held the puck in the dumb thing’s mouth, Winn shoved, hard, and kept pushing, and pushing, and pushing, until the puck, and the stick, were halfway down its gullet. Once it was lodged in there, Winn pulled up, and up, until he heard the slow crack of the wood, legs still tight around it, and shoved down. It wailed, screamed, gnashed, a horrible, gut-wrenching sound as Winn pushed the stick down and down, and out the bottom of the beast, through its underbelly. It fell slowly, twitched for a moment, and moved no more. Winn pulled his stick, holdin’ together, if only barely, out of the things mouth like a gooey Excalibur, before turning to the big fucker in the ocean. “Game plan, guys?” he called to the rest of his allies, chancing a glance to where Skylar and her lady friend were fiddling with the box and the chest. “I can do this all night.”

Not quite what Remmy had in mind for the magic, but it was better than nothing. It wasn’t like they really knew much about magic or how it worked, only that the bracelet around their wrist sure was a saving grace right now. Somehow, though, Remmy could feel it fading. It didn’t feel warm and heavy on their wrist so much anymore. “OPEN THE--” they started, then noticed Skylar struggling. “SKYLAR!” they shouted so that she’d at least know they were talking to her, and when she looked over, they signed ‘Open the smaller box to make it flat. Put on the chest. Hope something happens’. That’s what Cece had said. The Imperium would activate once the pure of heart part was there. Skylar was as pure as anyone got, to Remmy. Hopefully this would work. Suddenly, a sharp pain. Wow, Remmy hadn’t felt pain in a long time. What was that? They looked down, found a lobster claw sticking out of their stomach. Oh. Oh, that would do it. Without really knowing what to do now, Remmy screamed. They yanked away, the claw removing itself with a squelching noise, stumbling. Turned blindly with the mallet and swung, but claws grasped the handle and it was lost to their grip. It was a little surreal, having a hole in their stomach and not seeing blood. There was definitely something there, though, but Remmy didn’t want to look at it, for fear it was probably whatever organs were in that spot. It would heal, right? Hands caught a swiping claw. Eyes red and angry, that hunger growing inside of them again. Remmy’s hands tightened and the shell of the claw started to crack. With a loud yell, they pulled-- and ripped the claw right off. The karkinoid screeched and flopped away. Now for the big boy. Remmy’s eyes, still red, looked from Nell, to the big one. “Just...open the stupid chest,” they exhaled, stalking past Winn.

As far as opening magical chests went, Nell wished she had a little more clarity about exactly how this one was meant to work. All she’d gathered so far was that those pure of heart seemed to be the key. Thankfully, she trusted that at least Shiloh and Skylar were the most pure of those among them. Then there was the hockey man, Winn. How did he fit into all this? “Ahhh, fuck,” she cursed as a lobster ran Remmy through, not getting their in time to help with that situation. Well- no better time to be a zombie, right? “You good, Remmy?” she called out over the fray, figuring it still wasn’t exactly pleasant to be gutted by a karkinoid. But a quick look towards her friend made her realize just how close they were to zombie-ing out, and an idea formed in her head. “Remmy!” she called out again. “I can trigger you! Make you go full out!” There wasn’t really time to include the part of her plan that featured her being used as bait to guide Remmy on a lobster killing rampage. “Does that sound good?” She didn’t want to surprise them by forcing the change. But as soon as Remmy gave her a nod of confirmation, Nell was scooping up the brains of one of the lobsters her hellhounds had crushed open, flinging it straight into Remmy’s face. And then- she sloshed another handful of brains and viscera after it, just for good measure. A moment later, she sliced a portion of her arm open, waving it high over her head as if that would carry the delicious scent of human to the hopefully hungry zombie. She didn’t wait to see if they would give chase as she flung herself over the back of a lobster putting it between her and Remmy as she blazed a trail towards the giant karkinoid, giving herself a bit of a magical speed boost to avoid being zombie dinner.

Despite not being her name, Shiloh picked her head up when she heard Skylar’s name being called. However, she wasn’t much use after that as the person started signing and Shiloh didn’t know sign language. Couldn’t pick a better time to be an idiot. Instead she looked over at Skylar, hoping she could make out what they were saying. Until then, Shiloh kept playing with the box, even trying to open the chest to put in but obviously there was no way it was going to open so this was tricky. As she messed with it she discovered she could open it flat and was a little startled when it happened - momentarily worried she’d broken it. It was really hard trying to focus with all the noise around her. So when she heard Skylar’s voice, it was welcomed and she turned to look at her.

Head turning to the sound of her name, Skylar watched in confusion as Remmy signed at her. Open it flat? As she muddled through the information she was given, her eyes widened, “Rem! Behind--” And then Remmy was impaled, right before her eyes, a lobster claw protruding from their body. Horror and bile rose in the back of her throat as she quickly turned away. Remmy, they were a zombie. They were a zombie-- that sort of thing would be fine. They’d be totally fine. This was fine. Oh god, how was any of this fine?! Turning around to face the chest, she ran her hands over the surface, fingers brushing over the runes. Immediately, a sense of freezing cold washed over her, almost bringing her to her knees. “Don’t-- don’t touch the chest,” Skylar said through chattering teeth. “N-not with your hands.” Looking at the weird little box in Shiloh’s hands, she realized that she’d already figured out how to get the thing to lay flat. “I th-think you’ll be fine if you touch it with that though? Remmy said t-to open it and then put it on the chest?” Looking over at the three squaring up against Mr. Giant Freaking Lobster, she immediately wished she hadn’t. Nell was chucking lobster guts at Remmy for some reason and when she brought her knife up to her arm-- Nope! Looking back at Shiloh, she offered a nod. “I think they have it. Give it a sh-sh-shot?”

Winn scrambled backward on the ice as Remmy made their way past him, the tone in their voice raising the wolf’s hackles like not much else could. Winn knew, given what Blanche had told him, that Remmy was somethin’ that a Hunter would try and kill. And he knew, now, that being run through with a lobster claw would barely phase them. That was metal as fuck, if incredibly worrying. Jeez, at this rate, they’d both send Blanche gray before long. He had two pucks left, it was almost the new moon, and his hand was bleedin’ pretty badly from his stunt with the bull-lobster. Now, what was a werewolf to do? Remmy, the woman who’d just thrown viscera at Remmy, and three… dogs, he’d guess, were closin’ in on the boss. But there were still a couple of the smaller guys circling Skylar and her friend. He knew when to play defense. The werewolf whistled, loud as can be, at the monsters, waving his bloody hand and gesturing with his other at their dead sibling, hoping they could feel something beyond base instinct, and skated towards the edge of the ice towards the road, away from the boss and away from the chest. The lobmonsters followed him, eyeing him and his disgusting stick warily. “HURRY UP!” he yelled as loud as he could to the women at the chest, trying to piece together a plan. Their underbellies were less guarded, could he get under them in his human form? Dammit, he wish he had claws. Wait… He skated farther away — ignoring, once again, the tug from the chest, fuckin’ magic was so weird — and yanked off his skates, tossing his stick to the side and pulling them over his hands. His feet were a little cold now, and his traction was shit, but he’d survive. If all went to plan, he wouldn’t be on his feet for much longer anyway.

Remmy had to admit, in the moments before the dark hunger in their mind took over, that it felt kinda nice to let go. Fists flying through karkinoid shell, satisfying cracks. It was like all the anger and sadness they’d had pent up was flowing out of them through their hands and into each punch. And then the smell of fresh human blood hit their senses and eyes dimmed out, yellowed sclera and red irises turning on the source. Face grey and paled, veins highlighted through the thin flesh. Remmy’s head snapped up and turned. A karkinoid snapped at them but they caught the claw, one hand on each side, and pushed, turning the claw around backwards, before shoving through the thing, taking off at a speed not known to human. Each karkinoid that got in the way was met with yelling and fists, and teeth. But each slice they made stayed a little longer each time. Until Remmy was at the big one, trying to plow through one of its legs to get at Nell, not mindless yet, but not in control.

It’d been a moment since Nell had felt this alive, feet barely touching the ground as she sort of bounded across the ice, having discovered that worked better over the traditional style of running. This was the adrenaline she lived for, the delicious high she was constantly chasing in her everyday life. She didn’t bother to turn and see if Remmy was following her, able to hear it as they tore through karkinoids. Now faced with the monster of a karkinoid that had surfaced from the sea last, instinct made her fling some of her blood in Remmy’s direction, trying to get them as ravenous as she could to bring out their peak strength. Then, she whipped around the back of the big papa lobster, clambering up its tail and frantically climbing up the back of it as fast as she could, hoping the it’s enormous claws wouldn't be able to bend and reach her here. For a moment as she continued to ascend, she saw the entirety of the battlefield from above. The two girls fumbling with the chest, Winn looking like he was in the most avante-garde form of the Ice Capades she’d ever seen, and her hounds continuing to devour whatever they came in contact with. But the distraction cost her for a moment, stumbling over a raised part of the giant lobster’s shell, leaving her clinging to it to avoid falling back onto the ice.

“Are you okay?” Shiloh asked Skylar as she saw her start shivering. It was kind of cold given the ice and all but she could recall Skylar saying she ran warm. Shiloh wished she brought a jacket with her and struggled with what took more importance at the moment. Trying to figure out this damn chest or Skylar coming down with sudden chills. “Come here.” Shiloh put her arm around Skylar’s shoulder’s able to feel her trembling. What the hell happened? They needed to get out of here. But they couldn’t leave before all this stopped. Turning back to the chest, Shiloh reached out for it like Skylar had told her. The box was flat and she touched the chest with it. Nothing. A couple of more seconds that felt more like minutes? Still nothing. She touched the top. The side. Moved it around. “It’s not working, Skye. Are you sure that’s all we had to do? Am I doing something wrong? Do you want to try?”

“I-I-” Skylar teeth chattered as she struggled to fight through the chill that had suddenly set in. “It’s gonna be fine. We g-gotta get this chest open.” She said, but even as she spoke, Shiloh was already busy at work doing what Remmy told her. Were they supposed to like… stick it inside the chest? It wasn’t going to just slot in, there wasn’t anywhere that it would belong. When Shiloh offered the weird box to her, Skylar shook her head, “I’m n-n-not apart of this. This stuff, it’s not… I’m not going to t-t-t-touch it.” She said. She wanted no part of any of this magic, supernatural garbage. She wasn’t going to get into this. Looking up from the chest, she saw that Winn had taken off his skates and was-- “Winn, g-g-get out of there! You’re going to get freaking ch-chopped in half!” She yelled. What the heck was he thinking, smacking the karkinoids around with his hockey skates? As she looked at him, Skylar shivered as she tried to muddle through her curse-fogged brain. “Wait! You work out, right? M-m-maybe you can pull the chest open?” She asked. That had to be better than just, popping the dumb box thing on the evil Pirates of the Carribean chest, right?

As the demonic dog trainer repeated his bull maneuver with the Final Fantasy boss in the distance and Remmy, looking ravenous, chased after her, and as Skylar and someone who was real comfortable getting in Skylar’s personal space — were they on a date? good for them! sorta! — futzed with the chest, Winn turned his attention to his targets. He couldn’t let the wolf go fully loose, not here in front of all of these (mostly) people, but he could do what its — his — instincts were tellin’ him to do. Namely: Slice and dice. He ran forward towards the two monsters, chittering at him like they were the ones who had him cornered, instead of the other way around, used the frantic energy of him stumbling on the ice to propel him as fast as he could go on his human feet. At the last minute, right as their claws came out to make mince meat of him, he dropped to his knees, jamming his skates into the top of their exposed underbellies and sliding through, pulling his makeshift ‘claws’ down as he went, ice burning into his barely-protected knees. Distracted just enough by the pain, their screams loud, so loud, in Winn’s ears, they didn’t have time to react as Winn jerked his claws back towards him, pulling the twin wounds open as he did, pulling the meat out and letting their guts spill onto the ice. Eventually, when the screaming stopped and Winn was sure that he wasn’t about to get his head lopped off, he rose, discarding the gored skates on the ice-covered ground beside him. He looked between his two options. He, a new moon-adjacent werewolf in human form with no shoes on and a bleeding hand, could go try and tackle a monster. Or, maybe… There was that pull from the chest again, his heart soaring as he looked at it. Alright. Well. Never say Winn didn’t listen to Destiny… the third time, at least.

Remmy was like a steam roller, crushing through karkinoids as they made their way towards the delicious smelling human blood. Fists and feet wrecking a path straight through, tackling one after the other, grabbing tails and throwing them aside, the satisfying crunch of their shells sounding as they fell back to the ground. The smell was climbing up the lobster, and Remmy’s instincts drove them straight to it, fists punching, punching, punching, until a leg snapped backwards, even as a giant claw grasped for them. It teetered and Remmy took the opportunity to claw up it, hands digging into its soft underbelly as they reached for Nell, so close, so close to that tantalizing smell.

Shit, shit, shit. Nell could hear Remmy nearly on her, and today’s schedule did not include getting bitten by a zombie. In a scurried movement, she finally regained her footing, a next to insane idea popping into her head as she looked at her feet. She didn’t have a sword big enough to rip through this beast. But...she might have a person savage enough to. Not even having a moment to think about how utterly repulsive it might be, Nell let loose a raw blast of magic down into the karkinoid, launching herself into the hole it made, and praying Remmy would follow after her into the literal belly of the beast. If they couldn’t pierce through the exoskeleton all at once, might as well do this from the inside out, right? As soon as she was encased in the cavity she’d made, holding her last breath she’d taken from the outside world, she began to propel herself with blasts of her magic through the guts and who knew what else of the karkinoid, burrowing like a vole being chased by a marten. If the damage she was causing wasn’t enough to kill the thing, Remmy tearing after her certainly would be. Finally- she tunneled out of the other side, landing in an ungraceful and gooey pile beneath the monster.

“I thought you said not to touch it.” Shiloh asked, wondering how trying to break open the chest was going to fix it when they were supposed to use this other… flat box thing. “Can’t you help me?” Shiloh asked, not sure why Skylar wanted her to do this all alone. Her eyes looked up as she saw this guy coming up to them. She couldn’t recall ever seeing him before but supposed that didn’t matter. Maybe this guy was at least willing to try to help and open it. “Look, I tried putting this thing on the chest and it doesn’t do anything.” She told him, even offering him the box itself. “Can you try because I’m probably doing it wrong.”

“N-not with your hands. I’m… I got cursed. Th-this happened to Ricky.” Skylar explained through trembling lips, still very much freezing cold. “I-I’m not, this isn’t me. I’m just here.” As Winn neared the chest, Skylar let out a small sigh of relief though the gesture was ruined slightly by the shaking of her shoulders. “Winn. You, you’ve got to help us. They,” She swallowed, struggling to get her head out of the brain fog, “They said something about pure of heart and power? Y-you and Shiloh? M-m-maybe that’s what they need? This magic stuff. I’m not… I’m not a part of this. It’s not me.” She said shaking her head. She wasn’t a seal, she wasn’t magical at all. She was just a normal girl who’d gone on a normal date that had gotten ruined by giant freaking lobsters, blood magic, satan dogs, and one of her best friends turning into Zombie Hulk. None of this was her business. She’d just been dragged along for the ride. “You’ve got to help her. I c-c-can’t do this.” She pleaded.

Winn hated to be the voice of reason. Truly, he did. He didn’t mind, so much, talkin’ to people, tryin’ to get them to come to their own conclusions about things. But a conclusion wasn’t always reasonable. Sometimes, it was messy. Imprecise. Hurt like hell. There wasn’t room for a conclusion here, only reason. Only a step forward. He nodded at the girl, Shiloh, and started talking calmly, but clearly, to Skylar: “Skylar. I don’t know much about this magic stuff either, not really. I don’t really know what bein’ pure of heart means, and, by all of my accounts, I ain’t it. But magic is real fuckin’ stupid, I think. And it don’t much care whether or not you want it to be in your life or not, if it’s got its hooks into you, you’ve got a choice. You either go with the current, or you get crushed against the rocks. Maybe I’m not pure of heart, maybe you don’t want to be a part of this magic shit. But Shiloh here is maybe the smartest of the three of us, ‘cause she knows she has to just buckle down, and do it. You can do it, and we will do it. Together. Because we have to. There will be time, later, for fightin’ against fate. There will be time for questions. But now, all we can do, all the three of us have to do, is put a hand on this godforsaken chest, and hope like hell that we can fix somethin’ that’s broke.” He reached a hand towards Skye. “C’mon. I’m scared too. Scared as hell.” He nudged Shiloh to place her hand over his, both of them reaching out to Skylar, hands over the box. Hearts in tune. And, if only for one, indescribable moment, in that moment, Winn felt the magic.

Remmy’s target slipped right from their grasp and burrowed down into the giant monster. But that didn’t stop them. They scrambled and clawed their way up to the hole that had been made and tore a bigger one, ripping shell and muscle and meat away as they burrowed in, chasing after Nell. Hands tore at the inside guts, squelching in, ripping, tearing, pulling forward, until they were grabbing the inside of the karkinoid’s jaws, having lost the scent of blood, overwhelmed by karkinoid viscera. They pushed out, hearing its skeleton crack as they did, grasping to get out. The monster let out a scream and so did Remmy, before they finally pulled themself out, tearing jaws almost in half, and flopping onto the wet sand, covered in blood and guts. They stayed there for a long moment, somehow exhausted, blinking dazedly, cuts and scratches healing slower than normal, the hole in their stomach finally almost gone. For a moment, vision came back to Remmy, and from the ground, across the beach, they could see the three other people standing around the chest, hands all held together. And it felt...right. And then the smell of blood came back, and everything flooded red again.

Nell didn’t have time to rest as the monster voiced its death knell, knowing that underneath a humongous dying karkinoid was a very bad place to be. What goes up, must come down. Barely catching her breath, she darted out from beneath the thing as it finally found a resting place on the beach, an enormous thud emitting from the collision that she could have sworn had an echo. But as soon as she’d cleared the falling carcass, she knew there was still one more item to take care of. Remmy wasn’t just going to be all zen after tunneling through a massive amount of flesh and blood. As she stood her legs were shaky, the amount of sheer magic and energy she’d exerted rendering her uncertain of whether or not she’d be able to continue out-running a hungry zombie. She managed a few long strides before she stumbled onto the ice, a moment of panic flaring in her lest Remmy start to give chase again. But thankfully, the hellhounds were still picking at the leftover feast of karkinoids, and she summoned one to her, latching on its fur and sloppily clinging to its back as she urged it to run. But in the midst of all this, she chanced a glance towards the chest, and couldn’t help the flooding of relief that it seemed to finally be doing what it was supposed to. The magic around it was shifting, pooling amongst the three who’d gathered around the chest.

Shiloh listened to the guy, smiling as he seemed to be sensible enough minus the talk about magic. She’d rather choose not to think about that and instead focus on trying to convince Skylar that they should do this together. Which already relieved a good chunk of Shiloh’s stress that she didn’t have to open this weird chest all by herself. “Come on, Skye. Let’s do it together so we can all get out of here safely.” Shiloh at least hoped that the last part was true. It had to be. She had to have hope it would all be fine once they open the chest.

You either go with the current, or you get crushed against the rocks, Winn’s words struck a chord in Skylar. As she looked from him to Shiloh and to the flat box held between the two of them, she swallowed. “This… th-this is all real, isn’t it?” she mumbled, shaking her head. But, as much as she tried to deny it, as much as she tried to run away from the situation that bared down upon her, she couldn’t outrun this. She couldn’t just leave her friends here, she couldn’t just let them fight against this on their own. And… as much as she hated it, this was reality for her now. A world, previously unknown to her, had been revealed to her and she couldn’t escape its grasp. Swallowing, Skylar stared up at Winn, her bright blue eyes locking with his. “Y-you’re a good person, Winn. You c-came here and fought giant lobsters and tried to protect the town from this. You’re the most pure of heart out of us,” she said before reaching out and placing her hand alongside the other two. Glancing over at Shiloh, she offered a worried smile before focusing on the chest. There was no turning back now.

You’re the most pure of heart out of us. Winn fought back the flinch that rose up from within him. But Skylar didn’t know any better. It didn’t matter if he was, or he wasn’t. All that mattered was the chest. The moment Skylar’s hand touched his and Shiloh’s, all three hands were surrounded in warm light, which poured down from their hands like dancing fireflies and into the flattened box on top of the chest. As the light faded, the smaller, flatter box shuddered like an earthquake was rumbling it and only it, and flew off with such force that Shiloh, Skylar, and Winn were pushed back on the ice by the power of it, if only a little. Winn kept the girls’ hands clasped tightly in his own, unsure of the magical protocol here, but knowing that he, a reasonable man, really, really didn’t want to let go of the other two hands. Light, the same light that had encased their hands just seconds previous, rose from the chest, flittering upward like flecks of cinder and charcoal from a fire. Winn’s eyes took a moment to adjust to the return of the darkness, but when they did, he wished that he’d been blinded for a moment longer because he was staring face-to-uhh, eye with what was, by all accounts (and he might be going crazy, but he wasn’t that far gone) a sole, chest-sized, eyeball, flopping out and onto the remains of the ice. It stared at Winn, at Skylar, at Shiloh, making eye contact (ha) with them all, before taking its… uh, tail-lookin’ thing (Winn couldn’t remember biology at the moment, he was too freaked out, thanks) and slowly dragging itself towards the water. Winn watched it go with a sense of creeping dread and hysterical amusement. “What the fuck,” he said, slowly lowering, but not releasing, Skylar and Shiloh’s hands. “What the fuck was that? Why was it in the chest? Who? I? What the fuck.” He plopped down on the ice for a moment, gathering his bearings, his hand still held up above his head within Skylar’s and Shiloh’s, unwilling to let go quite yet.

Something was coming towards Remmy, and even in their tired, hungry state, all they wanted to do was catch it. And eat. They were so hungry. And so tired. And in pain. Pain wasn’t something they felt a lot anymore and it was heavy. Lobster claw marks lined their body and tore up their clothes, but they still lifted themself from the ground and stumbled after the moving thing. Whatever it was, it was moving and it was fresh and Remmy wanted it. Followed it straight into the ocean, waves beating at their face, choking and sputtering out of sheer reaction. Lungs didn’t need air, but the water still felt overwhelming. Moving until their feet couldn’t touch the ground anymore and water overtook them.

The chest opened, and everything seemed to paused for a moment. Nell stood stock still after slipping off the hound in her surprise, feeling as if the eye took a moment to make contact with each and every one of them before sloshing away. What the actual fuck? And then...a zombie was charging after it. “Ahhhh, fuck,” she cursed once more as Remmy went deeper and deeper into the tides. “Remmy! Remmy, no!” Why did she feel as if she was scolding some misbehaving dog who’d gone too far into the surf? “Remmy, get back here!” She used her best hellhound commanding voice, as she launched herself into the waves, a bit of lobster brain and guts she’d grabbed from the beach in hand. Adrenaline gave her another much needed boost, her tiredness melting away for a moment as the shock of the freezing water gripped her. Once she was close enough to Remmy, she reached out to grab them by the collar of their shirt, and carefully shove the bits of lobster down their mouth, avoiding any possible biting before dragging the two of them back through the waves the old fashioned way, finally finding safety on the beach.

Shiloh forcefully pulled her hand back from the other guy’s, despite one to be comforted by physical touch she didn’t know him and what she saw freaked her out way too much and she just wanted to be far away from him. When she got her hand free she crossed her arms, effectively closing herself off from whatever the hell just happened. An eye was in the chest and it just went into the water. Okay. That was a thing that happened now too. Whatever. Things were happening. In an effort to think of anything other than what just happened she looked over at Skylar. Reaching out gently to touch her in case she too was lost in thought. “Hey,” Are you okay what a stupid question. How did that even cross her mind? “- are you still cold? Do you wanna go?” She was just waiting for Skylar to give the okay for them to leave. She looked up to see the other two people safe so it was all fine they can go home now right? Shiloh didn’t want to be the first to leave (especially not without Skylar) but she didn’t want to stay around. She wanted to go home. She needed to get away from all this.

First, it had been beautiful-- the magic, the light, the warmth that filled her and erased the cold that had filled Skylar the moment she’d touched the chest. It had been beautiful. And then that giant fucking eyeball Cthulu-crawled out of the chest and ran into the ocean? Skylar jolted back in shock and horror, nearly tripping and falling over Winn’s form on the ice, his hand still tightly holding her own. But when Shiloh pulled away, arms folding tightly across her chest, Skylar slipped her hand out of Winn’s grasp gently, casting an apologetic look at him. “I meant what I said,” she mumbled, hoping that her words were clear enough for him to understand. The karkinoids were dead, their bodies littered around them on the ice, and the beach was silent save for the crashing of waves on the beach. Or rather, silent except for Nell yelling at Remmy. Glancing up, she watched as Nell yanked a delirious Remmy by the back of the shirt in the surf. “Oh jeez…” she muttered, rubbing her forehead. Before she could yell at the two of them to be careful, she felt a light touch on her arm and looked at Shiloh. “I’m okay now,” she said with a tired smile. Was she though? How was she okay with any of what had just happened? Reaching out, she offered her hand for Shiloh to take. “I… Yeah. Let’s go.” She nodded. As much as she tried to deny it, this was her life now. Magic seals and blood curses and evil demented eyeballs and all. But, that would be something to worry about in the morning. Tonight, she just wanted to live in that simpler world, where none of this had happened.

As Shiloh and Skylar let go of his hand, one slightly more roughly than the other, Winn felt a laugh pop out of his throat, sitting there. He laughed. Because this, well, this was his damn life now. And, alright, technically it had been since the day he’d stepped foot into the forest with Berto and his (then-future) packmates. But he’d never imagined this. Maybe he’d been foolish not to. And so he laughed, ‘cause really, when a giant eyeball falls out of a cursed chest and pulls its way through lobster monster guts to float into the river and towards the ocean, well… What could you do, but laugh? When he stopped, he felt boneless and tired, but… determined, in a way that he hadn’t felt in a while. There was one person he needed to message. Immediately. Wiping his hand on his pants, he pulled his cell out of his pocket and typed a quick message out to Ricky. They hadn’t spoken since… well. That didn’t matter. “Curse broken. Boom. You’re welcome,” he tapped out, waiting to hear the whoosh of it going through before turning his phone off and picking himself off of the already fading ice, which was seemingly being pulled back in towards the chest from whence it came. He had questions. A fuckload of them. But first. He stepped towards the chest, and looked down inside of it. Was that...? Coins. A lot of them, by the looks of it. Well, no way he was touchin’ them with his bare hands. “Hey! Magic lady!” he called, making an assumption since he knew those “dogs” hadn’t been there when he’d landed on the beach. “Somethin’ over here you might wanna do some magic on. ‘Cause I got questions, and I know a lot of other folks will too ‘fore long. Better safe than sorry, ya hear?” He unloosed the puck bag from his waistband, dumping the remaining pucks into the cold sand beneath his feet. Winn flipped it inside out and stuck his hand into the thick material, using it almost like a glove. He grabbed a small handful, and flipped the bag, carefully, back to its normal state. Winn didn’t want all of the coins — money wasn’t important to him, not in the slightest — but he did know a few people who might want to take a look at these. And ‘sides, he thought as he picked up the rest of his shit and walked away: He’d earned a damn souvenir.

#LGBeach part-T #LGBT #chatzy #ch:Skylar #ch:Remmy #ch:Winn #ch:Shiloh

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21. How have they changed each other for the better/for the worse? {For all of them >:3 }

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Gerel rested in the fountain. Under different circumstances, the jellyfish that resided within may of been concerning. Yet, the witch had long developed an intolerance to their venom. In her hand was a magazine to review. Her wife was in the cover and Tenali wanted to be quite sure all the content within was up to Gerel’s level of quality. She had been immersed for nigh a bell. By the time she was on her fifth flip-through, Sunsgerel had a plethora of notes written into the clam shell on the fountain’s edge.

“How do you think we have changed each other? Erm, for the better or worse,” she asked no one in particular.

Aurhik was in his usual spot, lazing on the couch with one arm hanging off to drag the floor. Eyes blinked open and he rolled his head to the side to look towards the fountain.

“… Well, I am less of a dangerously insane arse with little empathy,” he murmured. “I would call that ‘better,’ personally.”

Hoshichou sat on the edge of the bed. Her gaze on the stars above. She searched their endlessness for answers, but when a new question came to life, she looked down to her wife instead. Lips parted about to answer before Aurhik beat her to it. She audibly snorted with disbelief. A grin formed on her lips as she turned her attention back to the stars.

“I’m alive because of you,” she pointed out. “Hard to get much better than that? Hmm…”

Chou tapped her heels absently on the wall beneath the bed. She tilted her head from side to side with dramatically pursed lips.

“This family gave my life meaning. Sure, it always had value, but what’s the point of wealth if you have nothing to spend it on?”

Pop!

Kaito’s head poked out of a cloud of mist that rolled out from under the couch. He was munching on something or another — a quick sniff would reveal the Doman was once again tearing through his stores of dried mango slices.

“My life got meaning and value as a package deal, I’d say. And, y'know, I don’t think I’d have reconnected with my ancestors, let alone my parents, if not for the lot of you.”

Aurhik’s eyes narrowed as he tilted his head to look up towards their bed loft. How dare she snort at his progress! He rolled over and buried his face in the couch, grumbling darkly about bratty redheads.

Maneshi had been listening silently, for the most part, sat in “his” chair and reading a book.

“Have become more of a person,” he said softly. “Beyond obvious good of now having family - not just the children, but the Monsaran as well.”

Gerel nodded to herself and glanced at her clam shell. She made a little note in it then returned her focus to the magazine. One hand pulled from the booklet and mushed against her cheek.

“If you could describe each other in one sentence, what would it be?”

“Hmm…”

Kaito climbed his way out of the mistgate on the floor, clambering onto the couch and giving the back of Aurhik’s head soft pat-pats.

“For Sunsgerel? She’s the nightlight in my life. Aurhik? Old and grumpy, but not half bad when you need an elezen around. Hoshichou? My twerpy partner in crime. And Maneshi? One of the reasons I like him is because he manages to put up with the rest of us without burning the entire estate down, somehow.”

Each opinion was fired off, quickly but not so rushed as to let the words jumble together. Doma beamed a bright grin to each of his family members.

Aurhik rolled back over to face the room.

… At least he didn’t say dhalmel.

“Your presence has gone from tolerable to familial, you are a good fit here,” he said first, pointing to Kaito.

“You,” the finger turned up to Hoshi above, “are perhaps the most shit-headed person I have ever met, but you are also the thread that binds our family together.”

“You,” Maneshi this time, “are a desperately needed bastion of calm collection and logic amidst the chaotic dealings of our lives.”

“And you,” finally it was Gerel. “Hoshi may bind us, but it was your light that guided us all together, that lets us know we are safe and loved.”

He let his hand drop and closed his eyes again. Too sleepy five him.

Maneshi surveyed the room a long moment — perhaps to wait for his blush to die down — before smiling and shaking his head, “Hm.”

“One sentence? Erm…”

Hoshi scrunched her nose up and flopped back onto the bed. She listened to the other’s contributions with a slight grin on glossed lips. Fingers drummed on the blankets as an expectant silence fell over the family. Slowly, she sat back up and shimmered with the joy of her answers.

“Maneshi is the story you can never put down because he only gets better,” she described clearly. “Aurhik’s journey to bravery is the most inspiring one I’ve had witness participating in. Kaito… is the sunlight on a winter’s sun, the reminder that there is always joy. Sunsgerel is love.”

Maneshi felt eyes turn to him and smiled again. He took off his glasses, withdrew a cloth from a bottomless pocket and began to clean the lenses.

“Difficult,” he finally said. “People are complex, hard to summarize so succinctly. You all even more-so. Feel as if it would be a disservice, like plucking notes from a symphony. Each of you is worth more than that.”

Within the tub, Gerel listened silently. Pearls glimmered in her eyes but hadn’t toppled down her cheeks. She swallowed thickly, made a few notes into her shell, and then closed the magazine. With a final dip beneath the waters, Gerel emerged from the fountain. She was careful not to jostle the jellyfish as she stepped out from their home.

Calmly, Sunsgerel reached up and fixed the seashell that held her hair up in a bun then stepped over to her lovers. Each were given a hug that left them… slightly damp, but such was the nature of living with a creature of the depths.

“I love all of you,” she murmured as she ended up beside Hoshichou.

As they each shared their replies, the Doman crossed his leggies in and rocked from side to side. A beaming smile not unlike that very sunlight spread over his features by the end of it, and he returned Gerel’s embrace warmly. And, if anything, Kaito couldn’t say he was dehydrated anymore.

“I love all of you, too. Yes, even the dhalmel.”

Aurhik smiled sleepily when he was hugged, not at all minding the damp. He managed to return it with one arm while retaining his position of three-quarters dead on the couch.

Maneshi accepted the hug warmly, and stole a peck on Gerel’s lips for good measure.

“Love you all, too,” Shi hummed happily, which prompted Aurhik to mumble out ’yeralrightiguess’ as he dozed off.

“You would think he was sleep deprived,” Hoshi teased as she was joined.

Her tail was quick to wrap carefully around Gerel’s. Their horns were lightly tapped together. The albino was pulled into a tight embrace that flopped them both back on the bed. Blankets were yanked around the glistening moon before several kisses were pressed to her face.

“I love you, too. How’re you feeling?”

“Bundled.”

Hearing Hoshi’s tease Aurhik let out a grumble and rolled off the couch, taking the pillow he’d been resting on with him. He staggered his way up the stairs and crawled onto their bed… where he promptly flopped across the bundled lizards.

“Ack!”

Protest came from Hoshi, who promptly attempted her own attack. Teeth attempted to capture any hunk of dhalmel in their range.

Sunsgerel was more inclined to succumb to her fate. She mushed into her blanket a little more and closed her eyes. Silence was held for several minutes until a high pitched whine squeaked from below.

“I am hungry.”

• • •

Later, the clam shell that Sunsgerel wrote in was left open for her notes to be reviewed. At the very end of them, however, there were additional thoughts— specifically, she had answered the two questions that she posed her loved ones. • All of my loved ones have changed me for the better. I think… I think that is a core part of being in a healthy relationship. Kaito inspires me to find joy in joyless places. He has overcome so much and more, and despite it all, he still finds dawn at the end of night. Hoshichou has taught me to stop living in the past and to stop chasing the future. She’s taught me that the present, the moment, is just as important to experience. Maneshi taught me that sometimes you need to get lost to be found. He taught me that there is more to us beyond our making. Finally, Aurhik. In some way, Aurhik is the reason I am who I am. But more, he taught me that… that there is always time left.

• Truthfully, there’s no way to sum any of them up in one sentence. Maneshi had that corrent. But if I had to try?

• Hoshichou is the northern star, shining through the darkest nights, for she is the promise of home.

• Aurhik is the blood, pumping through my veins, the strength demanding survival even in the weakest of moments.

• Maneshi is the voice of reason amidst a sea of chaos, a sanity he has developed, and not one he mocks.

• Kaito is the promise that tomorrow will be better.

ooc :: This answer is also included, @rinrin-rinalys!

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Moon of My Life

SasuSaku Month 2019

Day 1: Far From Home

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Author's note: *emerges from the depths of despair* I’m late I know but I’m still joining the party~

I'm now on my third year in participating in SS Month yaaaay~ I feel like I won't be able to do a 1k word oneshot for each of the prompts this time because real life is not helping me write right now... but I still wanna give something for the love of my otp and so it's all short word tidbits this year :(

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"You look at her like she is your sun."

The words of the apothecary continued to linger in Sasuke's mind. It's been three days since it entered his ears, yet that simple sentence would take over his thoughts too much for his liking.

Looking at the woman beside him, reading scroll after scroll of medical knowledge, he decided to think why it didn't felt right to him. The quiet darkness surrounding them was given an otherworldly feeling by the night's orchestra. The fire before them providing much needed warmth as the temperature dropped for the evening.

Sakura noticed him looking her way. The kunoichi gave him a smile, her eyes asking the silent question if he needed anything. He shook his head and with that she replied with a toothy grin.

In a way, she is like the shining heavenly body – bubbly, gives hope, and warm-hearted in all her ways.

She is all these, and yet, he can't liken her to the sun.

Thinking back, Sasuke remembered that it wasn't the first time that he heard this comparison. When he was travelling alone before, he took a rest in one quaint tea shop and overhead two young men around his age, one teasing the other.

"My man, you look at her like she's your sun!"

"Am not!"

"You definitely were!"

"Because she made my world brighter!"

"That's love!"

But can one even look at the sun? Gazing at it would mean hurting one's eyes, right? He found his sentiments to be the same as before.

He definitely doesn't squint his eyes every time he looks at Sakura.

Sighing, Sasuke let his head fall back to the trunk of the tree behind him. He is dazzled by her beauty and kindness, yes, but there was one thing that came up in his mind.

His thirst for revenge was his sun. It was the reason why he woke up every single day for years. He made it his sole reason to live. For more than half of his life he followed the sun – blindly – until it burned him.

And oh, how he burned terribly.

A pair of fireflies came into his view and his eyes involuntarily followed them towards the treetops. The full moon shone brightly, giving light in this darkness.

Blinded by the rays of the sun hid the quiet yet steady presence of the moon. It was always there. She was always there. She never left, just silently waiting for the burning light to finish its course. In the nightfall of his life, she was able to give the beacon of light that he both wanted and needed.

She is not his sun.

No.

The moon fits her more.

So much more.

Now, two Uchihas walked on the earth hand in hand - as husband and wife. He is no longer alone. He could see the Uchiha crest displaying proudly at her back, the sight sending a wave of warmth in his heart. The new matriarch dazzled under the soft glimmer of the moon. Stifling a yawn, Sakura closed the scroll she was reading and gave a sleepy look towards him.

"Anata…"

He recognized the soft pleading tone and what it meant. The former avenger gave a huff of amusement and used his head to point towards the spot beside him, giving in to her silent plea to cuddle. Sakura sat on his left and rested her head on his chest, sighing in contentment.

This is the woman who continues to be with him both in the brightest and darkest of his days. The woman who continues to chose him each and every day, even being far from the home that she loves just to be with him. The woman who continues to heal him in more ways than one.

The woman he loves.

Sasuke held her cheek with his lone hand, his thumb caressing it. Mismatched eyes softened that never fail to take Sakura's breath away. He leaned in and kissed her forehead with all the love and affection in the world.

"Tsuki ga kirei desu ne?"

#sasusaku #ssm19 #ssm19d1 #prompt: far from home #lavender writes #sasusaku month 2019 #otp forever #mother ship

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flyswhumpcenter · 5 years

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For You, I Will Give Up My Wings [Whumptober 2019 - Day 17: “Stay With Me”]

Summary: Once upon a time were an angel and a mortal who wished nothing but to stay together despite the forbidden nature of their relationship.

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Arc-V (mythology/angel AU) Ship: Moonblossom (Serena/Ruri)

Wordcount: 2.271 words

Content Warnings: Light religious theming (blasphemy, sin, angels, albeit not used in a Christian context). Secondary character death.

Notes: Another mythology-esque AU for this prompt, this time with Moonblossom and angels. I may not look like it because my Arc-V OTP is Peregrine, but I'm a sucker for Moonblossom's aesthetic, and I felt dirty writing a fic inspired by "Alluring Secret ~ Black Vow" (and its companion song White Vow) for an F/M ship. Again, this isn't whump and more like a story with some whumpy elements, but at this point who cares. Also, my apologies for the abrupt ending to it, I really wanted to finish it by tonight.

Oh, also: an important character in the show dies in this story. I haven't put the "Major Charcter Death" alert on "This Is Gonna Hurt" for this because they're a minor, nameless character in this, but in case you don't wanna read that... Here's your chance to look away.

Event hosted by @whumptober2019

AO3 version available here.

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Would an angel sell their soul to the devil in the name of love?

This was a question as old as time, she realized, as she stared at her own white wings full of feathers. She had heard of fallen angels before, of former comrades that had betrayed their kind’s guidelines to live with a mortal or, in the worst rumours, a demon. They had various names: the black-winged, the banished, the betrayers, the traitors, the fallen, the forgotten. All in all, they all had a common point: they were angels whose identity had been erased by the term, punished for their crimes by getting lost in the sands of times and fading memories.

For a long time, the Angel of the Moon, Selena assumed she was over asking herself that question. She was an exemplary angel amongst her peers, only doing what was right and what was allowed. She used her powers for the greater good and nothing else, defending the right, condemning the wrong, never stepping out of her zone. She had been promoted as an archangel as the result of her hard work, presented as an example for all other angels to follow. Her footsteps had been blessed by the gods, her halo shone brighter than most, a statue had been erected in her name in the place she assured the peace of minds and hearts of, Cordelia.

However, things changed on one fateful day.

The Moon was lighting the territory of Cordelia in its cold, benevolent light. Not a word was to be heard in the peaceful streets of the city, the inhabitants either already asleep or taking care of the last tasks of the day: ends of dinners, children’s bedtime stories, the last words of a letter. The windows shut down one after the other, the walls losing colours, dark blues winning over yellows and whites.

In the dark of the night was Selena, Archangel of the Moon, flying around, ensuring the tranquillity of the city. This was a mere duty to her: she had never had to enforce anything before, merely making sure nobody was stepping out of line. Crime was absent from the streets, even when the sun had set down, because her watchful eyes were always there. She was but a well-meaning agent of peace and order, an agent sent by the gods to ensure serenity in the mortal minds they had given life to thousands and thousands of years before.

However, and despite her best judgement, there were citizens she preferred watching over than others. One of them was a young girl trying to live by with her older brother. Her flower shop was one of the places Selena liked the most watching over during daytime, amazed by her talent at growing flowers and her crystalline voice who sang like the most beautiful of birds. She spent more time there than anywhere else, charmed by her kindness and dark locks of luscious hair falling to her hips.

Unbeknownst to her, one of her feathers once fell on the floor of the shop during the day. The girl picked it up as soon as she noticed it, intrigued by its pure white, and looked up. Unable to flee, back round against a corner of the shop’s roof, the angel’s eyes met hers as her smile melted her surprise away.

I see you, benevolent angel, she said, putting the feather in her hair and against her ear. Thank you for watching over my shop.

Selena was unable to reply, surprised that she could be seen, forbidden to talking to mortals no matter what; so she nodded along, her thoughts swirling around. This was nothing but wrong, she knew it with an undefeatable certainty; yet this felt right, too right, and her wings shivered as she flew away from the shop, leaving another feather behind her. Even in her panic, she wished for the girl to pick it up and wondered if she

However, during a harsh winter that almost froze all of the city’s cultures, the brother of the girl eventually fell sick. Despite his condition and his sister’s pleas for him not to, he continued working to afford them to continue living as they always had. Ruri tried everything in her power to convince him not to, promising she’d go as far as selling the shop or finding a rich husband if it meant he’d rest. Alas, her brother valued her dreams above everything else on this earth and ended up refusing all of her offers, leaving her broken-hearted.

For a time, watching over the shop hurt Selena. As soon as he had collapsed from his illness, the girl spent most of her time at her brother’s side, her hand in his, as she told him stories to less his pain; only to tearfully beg him, in silence and when he’d be asleep, to stay with her. She’d try brewing healing concoctions with her knowledge of plants, to very little effect, until she had spared enough money to pay for a doctor. The verdict was decisive, falling upon the little family like a sword, as the boy was doomed to die soon; and poor Ruri was left even more heartbroken than she had been before.

For the first time, Selena wondered if she shouldn’t have made a deal with a mysterious force for the boy’s life to be spared, as the pain of her citizens pained her to witness. Alas, she was no healing force: her light did nothing to his ill, as the gods had decided for this mortal and no angel could go against the goddesses of life and death. His thread would soon get cut by a steady hand. There would be no benevolence or malevolence in her fingers and scissors as they’d execute their decision, only their mission to make sure the cycle was running properly.

On the day the boy died, the angel was watching over their house, mourning with the girl. His last words were of care and attention, asking her not to cry and not let herself get consumed with grief, for she needed to outlive him now that he’d be gone. He begged her in a voice breaking under its own weight to take care of herself and her dreams, now that he wouldn’t be there for her, promising he’d still keep an eye on her from wherever his soul would go next. Yet, even with his warm words and the smile she was forcing herself to give him, the girl broke down crying as soon as his hand went limp and his heart went cold.

Please, watch over my sister, his soul begged of the angel as soon as it left the body, eyes shining.

I promise, she replied. Now, you can join the skies above and reunite with all those that you have lost, you who spent his life caring for his dearest.

From then on, Cordelia mourned the loss of one of its youngest inhabitants. People gave the grieving sister their condolences, bringing gifts with them, buying her flowers as support. The plants almost died because her tears prevented her from properly caring for them, leaving them to dry and wither away like her brother had in front of her eyes. Would no action be taken, desolation was soon to fall onto the small flower shop, life leaving it day after day, ivy growing and covering the façade.

As such, to honour her promise, Selena spent most of her time in the city taking care of the shop for the girl, feathers meddling with the roots. Her fingers gave their life back to the plants, slowly but surely, petals getting their colours back and the agreeable scent she had always known returned. Things were finally looking better, the light and warmth of the sun coming back: this wasn’t time of dying for the little shop and its owner.

She’d often get spotted by the girl, who’d then tell her some stories or, simply, talk to her about her day. Selena couldn’t answer her questions with words, but she could nod along, and that was more than enough for them. They’d spend a morning, an afternoon, an evening or even an entire day conversing like this. Before long, the mortal girl had earned her smile back, making her promise to her brother a reality. By all means, her mission was a success; but she didn’t leave, continued taking care of a mortal’s plants with her, and loved every second of it.

On one day, the gods told the angel she had been assigned a new task. From then on, her status as an archangel would fully come into play: she’d be supervising other angels and never go back to the mortal’s soil. The news that should have warmed her spirit and gratified her instead made her feel nothing but resentment and hatred: she didn’t want this. She wanted to spend her days with the girl from the flower shop, the mortal that made more sense in her life than so many of the duties she owed to the gods.

She had but a few days to engrave images of Cordelia into her mind before leaving forever. Even if it wasn’t forever, who could promise her that Ruri would still be there by the time she’d come back? Her only wish was to remain with this mortal until the end of her life, nothing else; and yet, she gulped her pleas when faced by the goddess she depended of, for she could not go against the gods. Keeping her feelings concealed, she instead let herself weep in the night streets of Cordelia, finding over and over the words of departure she’d give to her dearest, her soulmate.

Their adieux went horribly wrong. She tried conveying the idea through moves, but it didn’t work, and the girl didn’t understand her. Eventually, the conscientious angel was obligated to explain with the words she had forbidden herself to ever use. Her tongue burned and her throat knotted, the sin puncturing her ribcage. Nevertheless, nothing could have prepared her for Ruri’s reaction to it, full of another wave of grief, anger and confusion all the same. Would have angels had a heart, she’d have broken Selena’s.

Stay with me, she then pleaded with her mortal eyes and her mortal voice, hands tied in a prayer, her legs folding into a kneeling position.

The angel wavered in her certitudes and convictions, a foreign temptation invading her thoughts like poison flowing in its victim’s bloodstream.

I cannot, for I have a duty to serve, Selena replied. I am an angel, you are a mortal; this is not meant to be. I am so deeply sorry for it.

Please, stay with me! Ruri cried, youthful eyes filling with sorrow and misery. I don’t want to see you go, I can’t be without you!

Her halo’s light dimmed with each word she told the mortal, her wings twitching, urging her to stop the blasphemy and go back to her former idealistic self. The dilemma was eating away at her very soul, feathers falling from an anxiety foreign to her kind. That was when this sentence came back to her, the question she used never to wonder about.

Would an angel sell their soul to the devil in the name of love?

Her mind repeated it over and over again, weighing pros and cons, meticulous and obedient spirit leaving place for a burning chest devoured by a very human passion. Her feelings were, for the very first time, sent into a turmoil unknown to her species, the one the gods would go through whenever they were faced by their own faults, and she realized how hypocritical the people commending her had been all along. Would angels have been able to cry, tears would have stained her porcelain face, rotting her luminous skin with the darkness and dirt of the pain she was currently experiencing.

That was, until the girl, whom until then had been nothing but an untouched paragon of pureness, committed the ultimate sin. She ran to an angel, grabbed her shoulders and kissed her with a furious passion, the kind no being could ignore no matter their kind or nature, and the angel found herself giving it back, purposely corrupting her own lips with the saliva of a mortal. On that, her wings turned black as the night, feathers falling and spreading far and wide, the excruciating pain almost locking her into an eternal agony.

To her surprise, and despite the forbidden nature of her acts, her wings didn’t fall; and, right as they turned black, she saw white feathers blossom in the back of the person she had just gladly given her angel righteousness to, her eyes watered for the first time. With a tearful smile, Selena embraced her nature, her feelings and her dearest person.

If the devil was the holder of her happiness, and that of her beloved, then she’d sell her angelic soul to Them; and there was no regret to be had there. There was no shame in being part of the Forgotten if she couldn’t enjoy her immortality with someone else and, as she embraced corruption herself, she gladly let go of her burden.

Would an angel sell their soul to the devil in the name of love?

No, as there was no devil to sell angelhood to; instead, they’d give it to the goddess of love and make someone into an angel to her service. That was the answer that she had not been looking after enough until it had been almost too late.

#arc-v #moonblossomshipping #serena (arc v)#ruri kurosaki #femslash #whumptober2019 #no.17 #stay with me #au: angels #angst #cw character death #cw religious undertones #ship: moonflower fragrance

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kagohme · 6 years

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i’m bitter. always will be. but GODDAMMIT ichiruki is not my ultimate otp for no reason. i remember that rukia gave ichigo the power to protect, THE POWER HE’S WANTED SINCE THE DAY HIS MOTHER DIED, without hesitation. and she knew, in the back of her mind that that action is a HUGE violation and warrants immediate action (aka execution), but she didn’t care because she wanted to protect the boy and his family. these two fools possess this unfathomable need to protect people, and NOT ONLY THAT. like, they both suffered trauma, and the rain ??? GOD DON’T GET ME STARTED ON THE SYMBOLISM OF RAIN BETWEEN THESE TWO CUZ SHE STOPPED THE FUCKING RAIN AND WHENEVER RUKIA IS THINKING OF ICHIGO GUESS WHAT?? HE IS LITERALLY SHINING IN HER EYES LIKE WHEN HE SAVED HER FROM THE PHOENIX. he’s her sun, and she’s his moon. and UGH, the amount of poems kubo (fucking kubo) created for them.

yes, i could go on and on about them. i will disappear, wallow in bitterness, but somehow a piece of fanart or fic will prompt me to crawl on my damn knees back on this hellsite and willingly search up ichiruki content for my sadistic self. because no other ship will make me feel these pangs every time i see ichigo’s eyes looking at rukia’s unconscious form after being stabbed by grimmjow (which solidified my love for them)

or when the animation studio made an entire ending amv in rukia’s perspective of her moments with (mainly) ichigo and her friends,

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or when chad told ichigo that in order to activate his fullbring he had to think of moments where he felt pride, and ichigo couldn’t think of any because there were just too many and the scenes of his friends and family were all scattered in one page but RUKIA HAD AN ENTIRE FULL-LENGTH PAGE and it was of her before she left to soul society and ichigo finally lost his powers and rukia looked so fucking radiant and painfully beautiful, then you realize THAT’S HOW ICHIGO PICTURED HER. THAT’S HIS FINAL IMAGE OF HER BEFORE SHE DISAPPEARED

i haven’t even scratched the surface of the depth and beauty of this pairing (THE ENTIRE SOUL SOCIETY ARC?, FADE TO BLACK, AN ENTIRE MOVIE DEDICATED TO THEIR RELATIONSHIP?) but it just APALLS me that they did not get to have their happy ending TOGETHER. even though i’m bitter, i STILL come back because i will always love them and what they represent: just two fools who went through so many lengths to protect one another and who understand each other more than anybody. and you cannot tell me or even pROVE to me that they did not love each other.

#oops #ichiruki #ichiruki meta

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thelimeonade · 5 years

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30 Day OTP Writing Challenge. Day 2: Pontifex.

I MEAN FUCKING FINALLY STARTED THIS SHIT!!!

2: Reunion hug..

Martha went on with her usual day... as boring as it was.

It was another gloomy day in Florence, the air thick with clouds that obscured the much needed sunlight. For when the sunlight didn’t shine, her thoughts were her greatest enemies.

But there was no sun now, only the stars and the moon that were also hidden.

She no longer loved the nights as before. Nobody bothered to keep her company in those times, not even on dates. Even her fiance preferred meeting her in broad daylight in the streets or at the piazza rather than spend the night with her doing absolutely nothing but talk. Her fiance had left her nights untouched, undefiled... and she hated it.

The memories of him still lived through the night – the night he so loved but he had loved her more, he claimed. LIES. LIES. LIES. She took a sharp turn left after the Cathedral of Santa Maria, down Via dei Calzaiouli.

It was way past 10 at night and all the streets were silent if it weren’t for the squeaks of racing rats and mice, fighting over bits of food left behind by disrespectful tourists.

Martha wrapped her coat around her tighter as she listened to the clicking echo of her shoes against the old, worn out bricks of the streets. She hated walking home in such hours but today she had worked herself to the bone, had taken up the after-hours cleaning shift at the museum, anything to keep her mind off what today was.

Today...

July 15th...

The day he had left eight years ago to fulfill some foolish fantasy, complete some stupid quest he had bestowed upon himself! The day after a night of love-making that she didn’t realize was a final goodbye and the next morning there was only a note...

A note...

He didn’t say it to her face, he only left a note.

A rat scurried in-front of her shoes, earning a yelp from her. “Stronzo!” She hissed quietly. She didn’t know whether the insult was aimed at the creature that had spread the black plague before, or at her past lover.

Gathering herself together, tightening her grip on the lapels of her coat, she kept moving forward.

Lover?

Is this really what he was? Or had he played her just like he had turned the world into his own personal monopoly but instead of collecting properties, he collected kills...

Kills.

A shudder swept through her flesh as she recalled the day she found out who he was–What he was!

The Phoenix. A serial killer.

“ Figlio di puttana!” She cursed underneath her breath as she walked faster. But she hadn’t stopped loving him for the corpses he had left behind in a trail, or the blood stains she began to notice more in his clothes. She had stayed and loved him more... And he had left! Left her with nothing but a note like she was a one-night-stand! Not his lover of five years!Not the woman he had proposed to! Not the woman who had let her Catholic family disown her for wanting to marry an atheist!

Martha noticed that her hand had risen up to the chain around her neck, her fingers looping around the ring he had given her, tracing the words engraved on it. Mia stella. Mia amore. These were also lies!

Why did she think he wouldn’t lie to her? When he lied to the world? A serial killer!

A serial killer who was the gentlest man in the world when it came to her... who would have bought her all of Italy if she had just asked... who made her so happy... then so sad.

Her feet halted as she tipped her head back, taking deep breaths, holding back tears that threatened to spill.

She looked down at the ring on her finger with the enormous, dazzling diamonds. It was so beautiful... but so cold... lacking any bit of love.

She had waited every year on this day for her love to comeback, her Xavier, but he never did. The news never reported the authorities ever catching The Phoenix and his target, Axel, was still alive...

When her life had started falling apart, she had returned to her family, begging for forgiveness and they had took her in, engaged her to a family friend. All her female colleagues at work had gushed over the luxurious ring, but her heart yearned to wear the bland one around her neck, its white gold had turned dull with age but she loved it.

She loved him. So much. And she had waited every day – on July 15th more than others – for his return, for whole eight years.

He never did.

The shadows rippled slightly from one of the dark alleys and her hand flew to the pocket of her coat where she had kept her switch blade. It wasn’t exactly hers, she thought as her fingers brushed against the engraved ‘X’.

Muggers, thieves and whatnot were common in Italy and if they were trying to get her, then she would die fighting. She went through every movement Xavier had taught her as she snapped the blade out, gripping it firmly in her fist.

Eye. Temple. Heart. Neck. Eye. Temple. Heart. Neck.

Neck is always your last option. Unless you want a fountain of blood all over you.

Her serial killer lover had taught her how to kill a man... how romantic.

She sensed the proximity of the predator approaching behind her and whirled around, aiming for the attacker’s eye. But the knife didn’t find home as her wrist was gripped by a firm, calloused, strong hand. The tip a hairbreadth away from the neck she had nuzzled for nights after nights.

“Are you going to kill me, mia stella?” Cobalt blue eyes bore into hers as infinite as ever.

He looked different... the scar that had marred his face, running down from his right eyebrow, down his eyelid to his cheekbone was new... but it was still him... her Xavier... after eight whole years.

The knife slipped from her grip, landing against the ground with a clank as she took him in.

Her Xavier.

Xavier freed her wrist from his grip, giving her a small smile but she had immediately smacked it off his face, the sound of the slap reverberating along the silent street.

This was madness. His eyes widened as he took her in, flustered with her chest rising up and down in ragged breath. But it wasn’t anger encased in that cobalt blue, but sorrow and understanding.

When he had turned to leave, she had swallowed her pride and threw herself on him, flinging her arms around his broad shoulders, her fingers digging into the cold leather of his jacket. He still smelled of cigarette smoke and expensive cologne. The black ink of his tattoos were not tapered with or had been added to as far as she could tell from the swirls that snaked around his collarbone that she had buried her face in and sobbed.

Eight long years... she had forgotten how it felt like to be genuinely held, she had forgotten his warmth, his touch, his scent, everything about him.

She had died a million times waiting for him... she had died more when he wrapped his strong arms around her small body, caging her to him.

How she hated him for this... how she loved him so much... so fucking much!

Kay so that’s my very first Pontifex draft... I am also thinking of doing ‘Reunion Hug’ from Extinct Galactic too.... am I extra? Yes I am :)

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kinsbin · 6 years

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First Dates and Drive Ins

Title: First Dates and Drive Ins Word Count: 4722 Ship: Sharky Boshaw/Queenie [Canon/Self Insert]

Summary: Sharky likes Queenie. He likes her a lot. It’s hard to express that with words, though, even when you’re him. So instead, he decides to gather up some help to set up the perfect movie date for them both.

Author’s Note: Writing commission for @bumblebeequeenie! Sharky and her are such an OTP and I always enjoy writing for them both! ;w;

The night had to be perfect. Though Sharky rarely worried about such things as ‘perfection’ or ‘cleanliness’, tonight was different. No one could ever truly be perfect, he knew that, but...Queenie was to him. Everything from her smile to her looks sent his heart palpitating beyond a measurable human speed. He had a soft paranoia for a while that it was just the Bliss that caused her to be around him, sending him visions of an all-too perfect woman who would stand by his side and laugh at his jokes. It was the acceptance that she was, indeed, as real as he was that sent him scrambling over to the Deputy. His palms sweaty and his face flushed, as if he had only just realized the entirety of the situation a few moments ago (which he could neither confirm nor deny) the words that fell from his mouth were only a little bit shocking.

“I need y'all's help. It’s important.”

He could see the Deputy’s shoulders rise and fall in the deepest, longest breath of their life. Sharky knew that they were in.

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“A movie date?”

Xena quirked an eyebrow at Sharky as he laid out his proposal. Her feet propped up against the barstool next to hers, she had been nursing a rum and coke while cleaning a shovel off. The process left a small pile of dried blood and dirt surrounding her on the floor. A shout from Mary about how she was going to clean it up indicated that it wasn’t the most welcome activity in the bar. Sharky balanced on the balls of his feet, shifting back and forth as he anxiously awaited her final decision. Brows furrowed, Xena thought carefully about it as she always seemed to do. The girl was good at thinking things through. Sharky wasn’t sure if that’s what he was excited for in this moment.

“Yeah! You know,” He talked with his hands as he moved them in front to mime out his desires, “Set up a huge tarp! Get an ol’ projector from the dump and fix her up. Find a couple of movies and BAM! Instant drive through, a perfect date, and maybe a kiss or two….Or we’ll have sex I mean-”

“Okay, OKAY.” Xena held out her hands with wide eyes, “I don’t want to think about your dick, dude. I’ll help y'all out. I can get a tarp and some movies for you no problem. You’ll have to go and grab a projector from somewhere else, though.”

Sharky grinned at her, pulling her into an awkward side hug that sent he stumbling from her stool and spilling her drink with a shocked yelp. “You are the BEST friend a man could have, Xeen! When this date gets up and rollin’, I’ll remember to think about you for it all!”

“Yeah,” Xena wheezed while pulling a face to hide the oncoming smile of amusement that threatened to grow against her cheeks, “I’d rather you not. Now let’s go.”

Pushing the man off of her, she grabbed her shovel and approached the Deputy, Sharky in tow as she put on a grin towards the Deputy waiting at the door, “Well? What are we waiting for? Operation ‘Queenie’s Perfect Date’ is a go!”

The Deputy laughed as Sharky’s grin seemed to grow even wider than before. Excitement burned through his veins almost as hotly as his love for the girl this was all for.

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Queenie sighed as she stood on the front porch of the house she had taken up residence in. Close enough to the main town to be called if she was needed for a mission but far enough to avoid any light pollution and unwanted guests, the small cottage was an almost perfect fit for her. The sky above slowly began to change colors as the sun set, decorating the world in hues of pinks and yellows. The sheer of twilight coming from the opposite end of the west began to give way to specks of stars and even the moon, in all of her glory, glistened about the darkened line. Cold nipped at its heels, making goosebumps rise on her skin as she watched the night take over.

It was beautiful, but, did little to quell the anxiety slowly seeping into her heart. Xena and Sharky had been gone all day on a mission with the Deputy. Everyone else in town seemed to have one thing or another to do. It left her feeling lonely, missing her friends as they went out on an adventure without her. She was almost hesitant to accept Sharky’s invitation out after they had returned, Xena scurrying off with only a quick ‘hello’ and the Deputy trotting after her. The behavior was strange to say the least, but, she knew her friend was nothing if not honest. If anything was truly going on that she had to worry about, Xena would have told her out of the sheer civic duty of her personality. Sharky had blocked her anyways, babbling on about the day and quickly asking if she was free that evening.

“I wanna show ya something cool that I found-well-me and Rook found actually-but you can only see it at night and it’s really-really uh-Well, somethin’ else!”

Sharky, for all of his humor and pleasantries, was a terrible liar. Queenie couldn’t help but feel slight amusement at the attempt to cover whatever it was he was really up to, and could only nod to play along. Confirming with a soft ‘sure, sounds fun’ she was now waiting, a comfortable outfit of her favorite suspender-dress and shirt on, to be whisked away to what would obviously be more than ‘a really cool thing me and Rook found’.

She was pulled from her momentary reverie when the honkin of a car horn shattered the glass walls of her mind. Focusing back into reality, Queenie stared forward at the pickup truck pulled into her driveway. In the light of her porch, she could just make out Sharky’s familiar silhouette in the driver’s seat, his grin warmer than any sun that would dare continue to shine. It infected her within seconds, sending a soft smile twitching up the corners of her lips as she walked down off the porch and towards the car door.

Hopping into the passenger's seat, she tilted over to give Sharky a soft nudge with her shoulder. A friendly little gesture that placed them in contact and sent a warmth up to Sharky’s face. He hoped with all his heart that it was obscured by the dimming red sunset around them. Tilting his hat back, he gave a soft whistle as she adjusted her seatbelt, “Hot damn, don’t you look good tonight!”

The complement sent pride and flustered embarrassment up her spine. Queenie giggled as she tilted her head and bit her lip, “You think so? I’m glad. Dress to impress, I say!” Though she didn’t say that at all, it was only a half joke.

“You’re always impressive, though! I guess the outfit’s just...a bonus extra impression. Is there a word for that that ain’t negative? Pizazz or something right? Either way, you -uh- you look hot..” His honestly flowed from between his lips without thinking much about it. Like always, he seemed to simply speak how he felt. Every sentence made her smile wider, giggles raking down her shoulders as she tried to hold them back. The tension between them was a warm one, sweet and pinning as they meandered in the space between friends and lovers. Queenie felt hope, a hope for this moment, swell itself up in her chest and yet anxiety stopped her from speaking of it too loudly. There was a fear she was wrong somehow and, if she brought it up and he didn’t feel the same way, it would mean eternal embarrassment and an awkward relationship between them forever.

Still, the thread of laughs and jokes lasted through the ride as they drove off. The roads of the Montana backwoods were rocky with years of forgotten upkeep. Even in a pickup truck built for the hardened terrain, the ride was worse than usual. Queenie held onto the edges of the seat for dear life as the truck rumbled its way through the terrain, further into town. Her eyes cast themselves back and forth curiously, observing the surroundings in an effort to see just what was going on.

“So,” She spoke with a slow curiosity, “Where are we actually going?”

Sharky’s knuckles tightened on the wheel to the truck in surprise, eyes widening as he caught himself through his surprise with a loud cough into his shoulder. Facing her, he couldn’t look her in the eyes as he shrugged. “I dunno what you mean by that,” He denied vehemently, “I told you that Rook and I found something’ that you had to see right? I’m stickin to that.”

“You’re a terrible liar.”

“I am not lying! Just hiding a bit of what I mean is all.”

“That’s lying,” Queenie laughed, taking a breath as she settled back into her seat while gazing out the window thoughtfully, “Just...promise me it won’t be anything bad, right? I’m not going to have to put myself out from being set on fire or kill any Peggies?”

“First of all,” Sharky held up a single finger with a pout, “Both of those things are RADICAL. Especially when we do them both at once. You can’t convince me otherwise. Secondly-” Another finger held up, awkwardly as it was his index finger and thumb- “I concede that, may perhaps, I have not been entirely truthful with you from the very beginning of this endeavor but, I can also assure you that it ain’t for any ill intent or lying or sacrificing you to any sort of god or would-be-wanna-be gods, Seeds or otherwise. I may also concede that I am most definitely not using the biggest and most articulate sentences I can manage while also driving to distract you from asking more questions until we arrive at the aforementioned destination to which I can show you exactly what I mean-Oh! We’re here.”

The truck came to an abrupt halt, sending Queenie flying forward against her seatbelt as Sharky slammed the breaks. With a huff of surprise, Queenie turned to gaze at him. He gazed back at her, blue eyes swimming with a positive pride that made her heart melt. How he always managed to stay so true to himself was something she admired, if not only in secret or to those also nursing a drink or two at the bar when they can. When they talked, he was always smiling. Always rambling. His hands motioned wildly in front of him as if he were creating a picture and whis words were so unique to each situation (stupid, others called it, but unique to her) that it made the world sparkle in a new way that she hadn’t considered before. It was his perspective, perhaps, that she loved the most about him.

Love? Perhaps it was. She wondered if he felt the same way about her.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn’t notice Sharky clamber out of the driver’s side of the truck, nearly tripping over his feet in excitement as he reached her side of the car door. The click of the handle coming undone followed by the sound of it opening, creaking out its defense against rusty hinges, sent her reeling from her moment of silence. Turning to undo her seatbelt, she couldn’t help but match the smile on Sharky’s face as he bowed as deep as holding a door open would allow him to and gestured outwards with a flourished motion.

“Ma Damn.” He spoke, butchering the french word with his slick accent. The mispronunciation was nothing short of endeering, however, as Queenie giggled and stepped out of the vehicle gingerly. “Ever the gentleman.” She teased with a raise of her eyebrow as he closed the door behind her and re-adjusted his hat with a laugh, “Only for you, I promise.”

“I’ll keep you to that,” She returned with a hum, “Now, show me where we’re going.”

Sharky held out his hand, for once quiet as he watched her intently. The grin was smaller on his lips as he grew nervous, palms sweating just a bit too much to be safe from and he wondered, briefly, if he should have maybe not offered his hand. Perhaps there was time to take it back. Would wiping it on his pants be too obvious? The terrors of the situation loomed overhead like a foreboding cloud before they were blown away by the breeze of shock that instigated itself within him as they approached the area to which he was bringing her.

There was a mental note to buy Xena and the Deputy some whiskeys after all of this was said and done. Next to him, Queenie sucked in a breath as she gasped in shock at the entirety of the field before her. What once was a simple parking lot, grassy as it was made of dirt, cleared out of cars from where they had once idly stood while townsfolk went about their daily business. The normally yellow grass glowed a soft blue in the light of the fairy lights that hung around nearby fence posts and street lamps. The lamps themselves, dimmed to near invisibility, did not interfered in the aesthetic. In fact they almost added to it as much as the large, draped white screen did.

Set up as if it were a drive in movie, the white canvas was tied tightly to metal shafts, the frame of the entirety of it looked as though it was meant to be there. So seamless in its placement that it was, Queenie wondered if the entire town would be up for keeping this there as a drive in theater. It wasn’t like they needed more than one or two parking lots in town nowadays anyways, with cultists and angels attempting to steal whatever they could when they could sneak into the town borders. The thought of such a thing happening, she had to admit, sent shivers down her spine.

Queenie’s eyes gazed around to take the whole thing. The projector in the distance was manned by a familiar mess of red hair, glasses glittering in the blue lighting. As if sensing the gaze, Xena shrunk back and waved idly before disappearing behind a few boxes that seemed to be stack at her side more for convenience's sake than anything else. Queenie held back a laugh as she focused back on Sharky and the area he had created.

So caught up in her wonderment of the scenery around her, Queenie almost didn’t catch the blanket placed down across the dirt. The generic checkered pattern of a picnic mat was bright against the dark earth. A wicker basket, holding a variety of snack foods, rested at a slightly askew angle. The scent of sweetened kettle corn buffeted her olfactory senses as it made itself known amongst the variety of candies that found themselves a comfortable crevice as well. Her heart warmed to see it as well as the small bouquet of flowers resting comfortably inside a clear vase, their various yellow and pink hues shone in contrast to the various blues of the glowing light. The sun had since set officially, letting a lingering overlay of aesthetic against the whole site.

“Sharky,” Queenie found herself breathing out his name in awe, “This is...so beautiful...Did you set all this up for...me?”

Sharky grinned, lips curled upwards as his chest puffed out with pride at her gaze. A hand reached up to rub the back of his neck, averting his eyes towards the massive screen with a sheepish laugh. There was no unsureness in his tone, for Sharky was a very sure man, but there was nervousness. A hint of awe seemed to settle within his own voice as he gestured with his free hand over to the setup before speaking:

“Of course I did! Well, I mean, I got some help and initiated the assistance of some of our other compadres. But it...it was all for us. I mean for you-mostly for you-but I uh. Look-” there was a pause as he took a deep breath, putting his hands together before gesturing to her with a soft blush threatening to coat his cheeks, “I’m not a man of few words. In fact, I am a man of a lotta words, so, I’m gonna use that talent to get this out in the air to ya, Queenie. I-well-I like you. A lot. Like, a fuck ton lot more than I think I’ve ever really like any other friend or girl I’ve been with. More than I like blastin peggies and angels and-well, yeah, you get my point there. I like you. That was the point. And if this wants to make you walk away or kick me in the balls, I get that too! I mean it’ll hurt like a bitch but I’ll get it more or less I just-wanted to make somethin’ nice for ya to surprise you and maybe...have it be our first...sorta official date if you’ll have it.”

He sounded like a high schooler confessing to his crush for the first time. His arms were shaky with the effort of keeping his train of thought going in the correct direction. Sharky’s attempt at not rambling showed Queenie just how much he truly meant this. How much he truly loved her. The confession along with the setup sent the final sparks flying through her mind and a smile spreading across her lips. Reaching out, she touched his hand with her own. Startling, Sharky looked up at her with wide eyes. She felt her heart melt at his gaze as she reached out to peck his lips. It was a soft, timid half-kiss that left him speechless for once in his life. Her touch lingered on him as she pulled him forward. As they made it closer to the blanket, she sat down on it and brought him down with her, smile shy but approving as she did so.

“...I like you too, you know,” She spoke at last, “And there isn’t anyone I’d rather enjoy something like this with...so...I guess my answer is yes.”

Yes...Sharky felt as though he should be waking up from a dream. Pulling himself out of his mind so that he could go about his daily routine as if he hadn't ever had the courage to pull something like this off though. He did have the courage though and, with help, he managed to pull it off. Everything was perfect and, what was more, Queenie had said yes. His heart fluttered before the beat turned into a rhythm, sending shockwaves of awe that showed themselves off in the form of a grin across his lips.

“R-really?” He didn’t believe it even as he sat down next to her. Through the ground underneath was still rough and unpleasant, the blanket provided maximum coverage against the element. The honest question made Queenie laugh, her gaze appreciative over his form as she reached out and took his hand in hers with a nod of affirmation, “Really.”

Just as she had spoke, the soft ‘click’ of a recorder seemed to echo from behind them. A whirr of machinery filled the empty lot and, soon, the screen before them was flooded with light. The start of a horror movie, its interlude crescendo loud but distinctly 80s, flooded their eardrums and made them startle. Looking up, Queenie’s gaze lit with excitement as she reached around for the popcorn between them, throwing a few kernels into her mouth and scooting the basket over in favor of sitting up close and next to Sharky. For a moment he only froze, unsure of exactly how to hold her in the situation they were in. Then he remembered her words and reassurance. Slowly, ever so slowly, his arm found it around her shoulders and he was tugging her close to him with a grin across his face.

The movie was as funny as it was gory. The protagonist shot off witty one-liners as if they were a fine wine. Sharky couldn’t stop his rough and loud laughters from echoing as he pointed at the screen and made comments. Queenie, likewise, laughed through popcorn as she joined in, the banter between them filling up the noiseless forest just as much as the video was. Their conversation eased away the gory horror of the flim and amplified the comedy. Jumpscares were resulted in Queenie flying into Sharky’s arms, where he held her with a hearty laugh and joke to ease away whatever fears occured.

Her breath on his collar bone warmed his body in more ways the one, his heart thumping harsh in his chest as she saddled up to him stubbornly. Her sighs of relief once the gore was over flitted on his face and, for a moment, Sharky could not help but bury his nose in her hair and inhale the scent of her warm shampoo and perfume. There was a scent so unique to her that it could not be mistaken for anything or anyone else. Sharky was sure that, in a crowd of peggies and townsfolk alike, he would be able to find her in the darkest of nights. In the murkiest of depths or twisted backwoods, he would find her.

“You’re thinking about something?” Queenie’s question was gentle.

“Huh? What? No-yeah-” Sharky laughed, “What gave me away?”

“You stopped talking midway through your sentence,” She laughed and snuggled up closer, “Are you alright?”

“I,” He swallowed, “I was just thinking about what I’d do for you, is all. Because, I dunno if you know this but...I think I’d end up doing a lot of things for you.”

It was Queenie’s turn to blush this time, her face heated red even in the light of the movie playing on. As the ending approached, the mood seemed to turn away from lightheartedness and into something more serious...but not unwelcome. It was a moment of vulnerability he offered and she accepted in return. She adjusted herself so that she was sitting on his lap. Sharky kept his arms around her hips so that she wouldn’t fall or lose her balance, his eyes wide with the closeness. Only in his fantasies had she ever been this close. The feeling gave him hope and her body warmth. When she spoke, he listened intently. Hung up on her every word as if it were a prayer, his gaze never left her lips.

“Sharky,” She spoke his name as if it were a relief to say it outloud, “Tonight has been...amazing. It’s the most any guy has ever done for me and...I think it’s more than enough. I’m not looking for a knight in shining armor or anything like that...I just...want someone who will do this with me. Watch movies, laugh a lot...Kiss me like they mean it…”

Sharky picked up on the flirtatiousness of her tone. The way her arms wrapped around his neck to pull him closer. He swallowed, in awe of the woman before him, but recovered quickly. It was now or never and he knew it. Wasting no more time, he reached out with one hand to cup her face. Her cheek was soft and warm with her blush as he brought her forward to place a fierce, passionate kiss against her lips.

He kissed her with his body. He poured his heart into the movements of his mouth against hers, biting her lip and shivering as she gasped into his mouth. Arms tightened around his neck, bringing him closer and his free hand held onto her hip while they tasted one another with their tongues. She tasted like kettle korn with mint and he tasted like tobacco and skittles. Neither minded nor cared just what flavor they held, only that it was each other’s. Somewhere in the background the film ended and the shutter of the last frame of old tape clattered to the end of the recorder, its stray piece of film fluttering as the machine whirred somewhere in the distance. Cicadas echoed from the forest but not even their serenade was enough to pull them from one another.

His stubble was rough on her chin but in the best way possible. Queenie felt the high of lightheaded makeout sessions hit her like a bullet train several moments into the act. When the pulled away, she felt her face warm up with the effort of keeping herself still. Sharky’s hands were on her hips and ass, holding tightly as if she were a lifeline to reality. When she looked in his eyes, they bore deep into hers. Normally lighthearted blue eyes were darkened now with lust and seriousness. His lips were as swollen as hers were and, she thought, it was a nice look on him. One of almost keening desperation to be seen as serious. To see him like this and taking the situation the way he was told her everything to know about his love for her and, she thought, she may just cry over it.

“I love you,” His voice was shaky but meaningful, “And if it takes somethin’ greater than a theater and a kiss to prove it, I’d lasso the whole moon down for ya. Set a pile of peggies burning in a field to spell your name. I, of course, will take a kiss or two like that again if that’s what it’ll take too but-” He managed to grin, “-I think most guys would.”

Queenie rolled her eyes, reaching out to push the brim of his hat over his eyes. When he chortled out with shock, she removed herself from him to stand up. Dusting her jumper off, Queenie watched Sharky readjust his hat and stand at her side with a huff. Her arms were around him again, hugging him to drink his warmth from his body as she sighed.

“I love you too...Thank-you. For what you said and for what you’ve done...I...can only hope I can do that much for you too.”

He hugged her back, arms large and trapping her but she felt safe between them, “You do that much just by existing how you do, sweetheart...Now! How’s about another movie? I got us, like, three of them so-”

She reached up to kiss him again, just hitting his lips on the tips of her toes and giving him a wry smile, “Or,” Her words were soft as she spoke up, “We could go back to my place and finish it off there? My bed’s more comfortable than the ground…”

There was a pause as he processed her words. A tick and then two...And then he grinned after understanding her meaning. Sharky practically vibrated with delight as he nodded, coughing behind his hand, “Uh-Yeah yeah. I think that is an insanely better plan and, from now on, I vote that you come up with all the plans for us ever in the history of us being together forever. Because that? Great plan.”

As he talked, she listened. She laughed. Queenie took his hand and pulled him forward towards the truck they had arrived in and hopped in her passenger's seat. Sharky all but tripped to the driver’s seat and, once in, he leaned over to kiss her again. Despite his eagerness, the kiss was slow and warm. A sweet moment to savor their official first night together as a couple that would be ingrained in his memory for the rest of his years. Kissing her sent electricity down his spine and a smile up his lips.

As he pulled away and started the truck, Sharky felt something he hadn’t felt in a long time. A hope, of sorts, that things would be okay. That life, despite the hell of Hope County they lived in, would get better than what it was.

And it would because, well, she was the girl he loved, after all.

There was nothing wrong with that.

#writing commissions #self ship #self inerst #selfshipping #self shipping #self ship writing #kinley writes #bumblebeequeenie #other ships #SO MUCH FUN AS USUAL TY FOR THE COMMISSION DEARIE <333

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namor · 11 months

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The bigots can try to take whatever they want, but there will always be those willig to stand up to injustice. We're more than costumed mystery men--we're symbols! The bravest thing you can do is to live without fear.

By being visible, by being proud, we fight back.

↳ Apollo & Midnighter in DC Pride 2023

#comicedit #dcedit #midnighter #lgbtincomics #midpollo #apollo #otp: even the moon needs the sun to shine #my edit #comics

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casuallysuperfox · 6 years

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A Moon

Hello, hello!

My name is Seabreeze27/casuallysuperfox and this is the first story I will publish on Fanfiction.net in (wow, has it really been) a year and the first one I have ever written for Archiveofourown.org and Tumblr. I hope you guys like it!

(-_-)

Megumi looked down in horror. She didn’t see anything, but really, she didn’t need to. After all, the tile that lined the shower of her childhood home didn’t change at all the years that she was gone.

Off chasing the sun.

Better known as Soma Yukihira.

The Genius Cook that blew the culinary world out of the water.

The boy that used to be her best friend.

The young man she followed, all over the globe, sampling exotic food and mixing mysterious spices at shady stalls.

The boy that gave her the courage to stand up and let her own cooking shine through.

The young man that drank wine with her in the Italian countryside just before dawn.

The boy she ultimately fell in love with.

The young man that ultimately broke her heart.

Hot steam slid down her throat in a foggy breath, coating the lining and relaxing her muscles. The same steam created water droplets on the shower door. She found herself fixated on a droplet of water, sliding, down, down, down before meeting up with the floor. She briefly wondered how easy it would be to slide down, down, down, down into the drain, following the water droplet to the nearby sea and disappearing into its dark depths.

After all, no one could stop her.

No one would ever know until after it had happened.

No one would see her sneaking through the halls, by passing guests, workers, and family members alike.

No one would watch her walk down to the Widow’s Cliff and then make a daring leap into the icy black below.

No one would.

A soft pearly glow suddenly filled the little shower stall. Looking up, Megumi blinked away the fierce glare the white moon cast down on her with astral vengeance. Its luminous embrace was finally peeking out from behind the clouds that had been mosing about all day. The sky light above her covered in steamy fog could have never blocked the moon’s mighty glow.

Smiling softly, Megumi swiftly turned off the water and stepped out into the awaiting plush robe her mother must have left for her. Barely stopping to turn on the fan to dispel the steam, she quickly stepped out into the hallway and ran down to the small side door that lead out into the privet garden her family owned.

As soon as she was outside, she looked up at the moon, smiling brightly as if she was greeting an old friend.

For that’s what the moon was.

An old friend.

Ever since Megumi was little, she believed the Moon was the best thing about the dark. When she was younger, it was her savior and protector. Scaring away mighty beasts that could eat little girls as a snack; slashing away at the king of darkness and his army of shadows. It was her most constant friend, and Megumi never forgot to wish it goodnight before drifting off on her pillow.

As she grew older, it’s role changed. No longer could it save her from monsters in the form of teachers handing out expulsions or slash the King and his army of spices. Instead, the moon seemed to send her a mini sun in the form of Soma. And so, like the moon, Megumi followed her sun.

While on her worldwide adventure, she would take comfort in the fact that no matter where she was, the moon was always there. Watching, waiting, and shining as bright as possible.

Megumi also never really got out of the habit of wishing the moon good night though. No matter how much she was teased by her friends.

In fact, the only one who never teased her about it was Soma.

Sweet.

Sweet Soma.

The love of her life.

The destroyer of her heart.

After all, is that not what he did? Destroy her heart.

Destroy her livelihood.

Destroy everything she worked so hard to build.

Destroy the past they shared, the years of friendship, the countless hours of cooking until they could literally cook an entire 9 course meal without saying a word to each other?

He destroyed it all when Soma, the lost sun, trying to find it’s home, found his galaxy full of stars.

Her name was Lea.

She was kind.

She was funny.

She could make Soma laugh until he clutched his sides.

She was the most beautiful woman Megumi had ever seen with her perfect body and perfect hair.

Megumi didn’t have a perfect body. Too many hours sampling her own and other culinary masterpieces have left her body too curvy to ever be considered a size 6 or below. Hell, she was lucky that she was still a size with the amount of food she ate. And her hair. Always in braids, even if she changed it to a French braid sometime after school when she finally got the hang of it, always frizzy after spending hours in a kitchen with a hot oven and other hot appliances.

She would often leave work sweaty and covered in at least six different food splatters.

Lea never seemed to get sweaty. Not even when she was working out.

She also never gained a pound, no matter how much food Soma set in front of her. She would always stay thin and pretty, and paint her nails-

Megumi violently pushed the thought of Lea away and instead watched fascinated as a little bit of clouds dared to cover the moon even a little bit. The solid wooden bench beneath her, her favorite since it was one of the few that didn’t have a plant blocking sky above it, echoed the slight chill that filled the air. Her back wet hair was pressed up against it and relayed the cold to Megumi She briefly wondering if she might get a cold because of it.

I bet Lea wouldn’t get a cold.

Megumi squeezed her eyes shut and pushed both the tears and the thoughts as far away from her as she could. The brief flash of a simple, yet elegant, RSVP flooded through her mind.

You are cordially invited to-

No.

-the wedding of-

No.

-Lea-

No!

-and-

NO!

-Soma Yukihira.

...Why does love hurt so much?

Why didn’t he fall in love with me?

Why didn’t he go with me when I told him that I had to go home?

Why didn’t he want to?

Is it me?

Is it my personality?

Looks?

Cooking abilities?

...My life?

Blinking away the few tears that rolled down her face, she looked up at the moon and for the first time in her life, cursed it.

After all.

Suns want galaxies filled with stars.

They want excitement, adventure.

They want long days of nothing but joy.

They want to get down to business and kick its ass.

They want to achieve their destinies.

They want perfection.

They want endless possibilities.

They want…

They need…

They need not moons.

And that’s what she was.

A moon.

(-_-)

To be totally honest, I was in a mood while writing this and just wanted to be emotionally wrecked by one of my OTPs. I have been out of the writing game for a while now (I blame school, bills, and my laziness) and really only resort to writing bits and pieces of things when I need an outlet for stress. This came about three months ago when I stayed up late the week before spring break (my fellow students of any age can relate to thE NEED FOR PAPERS AND DEADLINES THAT MAKES UP THE HELL BEFORE ANY EXTENDED “BREAK”) and left it simmering in my google.docs since then. I recently have been trying to get back into the writing game and decided to polish this up as both as practice and an experiment.

As for if there’s any fallow up story, as of now; no. I only write like this when I’m in one of my moods and usually my other stories are in 3rd person so trying to recreate this style is hard and that’s how I would right a sequel.

All in all, I hope you enjoyed and any feed back would be awesome!

#food wars! megumi #Megumi Tadokoro #soma yukihira #soma x megumi #souma x megumi #fanfiction #I think it's ok #I thought it would be harder to post fanfiction on here #I always see looong fanfictions and just assumed that it was hard to get the Keep Reading line in #but i'm proud of it #oh and #angst #and #sucidal thoughts

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yeoldontknow · 6 years

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Hiiii! I read on here that you’ve been super busy so I hope you’re doing well

hi sweet anon!! im so so sorry for the delay on this. i took a big step back on tumblr during the month of march because i had so much happening. it was difficult and so im sorry im behind on this cute ask. YES I ULT CHAN WITH THE FIRE OF 1000000000 UNIVERSES. hes literally my heart and soul. AND YES SWEET HOSEOK IS MY SUN AND STARS OF THAT UNIVERSE. im so excited to match my mutuals. i love these theyre so much fun. i got lots of rest, thank you so much bean

yoongi + @daegusoftboys: ive said it before and i will say it again: joongi is my otp. i know she has other biases in other groups but like...theyre passing fancies. joongi is the moon that hangs in the night sky. they are such a strong yet soft power couple. like the coolest couple in the room. delicate and pure and sweet, while also so deeply intense in the way they communicate and understand each other. theres a lot of earth and air energy in their partnership, and i just get so delighted knowing they would be each others rock. together there is literally nothing they cant do. SO with that said, joongi are going out on their 5000000000000th date and i guess are engaged at this point? they are going to a dog park, where they are going to sit and play with doggos and hug them and then have a picnic on the water with a lot of cheese and wine and laughter and i and all our friends will sit 100 yards back crying about how much we love them

taehyung + @from-dae-do-dae: i have also said this before and i will say it again: fei and tae are going on their third date to an art museum. its starting in the morning and its going late into the night. i imagine them at the met in new york, looking at classical art and moving between movements until they get to american mid century pastorals. this is where they discuss light and the movement of light in the styles of paintings. then they move to the photography hall where they spend FAR too long, discussing filtering, development techniques and mixed media. then they go to the hall of instruments where they both shed a few tears, and fei goes on to discuss how caravaggio, as amazing as he was, was mostly a painter of music and tae swoons so hard he almost goes blind. at 5 the museum is about to close so and they realize they havent eaten, so they go to dinner at a nice restaurant to have tapas and seafood fare with wine. they talk about the art they saw, and then move on to discuss deep thoughts, hopes and dreams. they expose each other raw but in a gentle fashion, the kind where you ask a series of questions no one can follow until they arent even sure why theyre discussing the reasons its difficult for them to accept and receive love, but there they are - two bottles of wine in and still they dont want to stop. so they walk through central park along the water and for some reason they dont need to talk anymore they just want to be together. /this got out of control/

jimin + @yeol-stole-my-soul: these beans are going to disney world and universal. fight me about it. jimin needs to loosen up and have fun and maria sleeps even less than i do, and needs to be somewhere she can bang pots and pans as loudly as she wants and no one will mind. i fantasize about them running around, going on all the rides, eating everything, screaming at everything, and then staying out until the park closes. the park empties early of kids around 10 so thats two hours of no lines and running around the park doing everything twice. fun. pure fun. FUN AND - romantic. dont think so? jimins face lighting up at the fireworks over the castle - thats fucking magical. marias face when she realizes not only is the food in epcot delicious, but it tastes just like how her mother makes it. trust me. thats magic, and thats real shit. no one is ever as vulnerable as when theyre delighted because happiness is difficult to hold and this is something they get to hold together. when joy and nostalgia mix, that is when you really learn a person. its easy to see them scared and angry - see a person caught pure delight and that is when you see their soul.

jungkook + @queenoftheimpala: these shy beans are taking a painting with wine class. sure, kook probably wont drink and if he does hell be super slow about it. but ali, my delightful beautiful best friend, will take to the bottle like shes drinking gold and will finally let herself open up. when she lets herself go, hes done for. truly, you cant see ali being herself and NOT fall in love. his ass will swoon so hard hell fall through the floor, covered in paint. together, theyll make art. see why they pick the shapes and colours they choose, learn why they make lines different from one another. ‘my hand is shaky,’ hell say without any confidence, even though his lines are perfect. ‘ive always been terrible at art,’ ali will laugh, sheepish, even though she gets it right without trying. they dont really need to say anything to one another, they just need to exist in one anothers orbit and they will realize 1. they are so incredibly similar 2. they are both the most adorable messes and 3. they were made for one another. again, ill be standing in the back crying saying ‘this is my favourite movie.’

namjoon + @joonbird: these brilliant beans are going to a pottery class. theyre going to make something with their hands and then they are going to dinner with wine and cheese and theyre going to have conversations that range from personal history to metaphysics to philosophy to the weirdest shit theyve seen while traveling. joon will be amazed by her intellect and her wit, amy will be impressed he manages to make a mug that looks more like a bird house. she doesnt ask questions, just admires his artistic intent. at dinner the conversation carries over, though this time theyre mostly silent - making yummy noises as they eat their food and smiling across the table. this is when they start talking about places theyve been, things theyve seen, food theyve tried - experiences - delighted that now they get to experience each other.

jin+ @2seokforyook: this other power couple are going to take an improv theatre class. kim is shy and sometimes so is jin, but this is where he shines. hes delighted to show off and engage, to open himself a little and, by proxy, watch kim open up by impressing her and making her laugh. kim will be tentative at first, but the comfort and warmth he radiates on stage will be infectious and soon, with a few laughs and awkward pauses, she will find her flow, playing games and enjoying being free of any real focused thought for at least an hour. for a while, its light hearted, laughing so hard they cry a little, but then, at the end, its time to get vulnerable. its seemingly impossible, but again, theyre together, warm and in a bubble of comfort created simply because theyre together and theyre learning to have fun without any restrictions. and so they talk - really, truly talk - without words or a script about everything and nothing. and when its over, when they finally get to leave, they realize that they werent acting. not even for a second.

THANKS ANON!!! THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN!!

#matchmaking game #Anonymous

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astraeawrites · 7 years

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❝ ※ *. :｡ → verse/otp tags pt. 1

i know there’s a lot of these floating around and already made, but i wanted to have my own list with my personal favorite lyrics that i can refer to for my own tags. i thought it might be helpful to others, so here we are !! under the cut, you’ll find 1,000 different lyrics that are organized into various categories ( general/misc, slow burn, betrayal, unrequited, & more ) based on my interpretation on them. this list has everything from smokey robinson to dear evan hansen to eminem, so it should also be very diverse. trigger warnings will be placed in the categories they have them in. also, some words have been changed so they make more sense. let me know about any spelling mistakes or triggers i may have missed, as well as any lyrics i may have put in the wrong section. please like/reblog if you use or found this helpful, and most importantly, enjoy !!

general/misc. ( 304 lyrics )

tw: religion, blood, drowning, drinking

if we’re diving in the deep end ; i need to share all of my demons

not a care in the world ; just me and my girl

hold back the river ; let me look in your eyes

i don't need you to sell me on reasons to want you

you don't have to be scared you're not enough

i don't need you to fix what i'd rather forget

i give you ten thousand reasons to not let me go

we can just watch the whole world disappear

but call me home and i will build a throne

‘til the sun don’t shine ; you will still be mine

it's not a new wave ; it's just you and me

you make me feel like i am home again

the hole in the middle of my heart needs filling up

if you stay just a little that's enough

lay your head to rest and give yourself some peace

couldn't look you in the eye ; you’re just like an angel

i've been holding back for the fear that you might change your mind

i love you like you've never felt the pain

can we stay here and laugh away the fear

i'm waiting to live ; and waiting to love

i want the secrets your secrets haven't found

call me the one ; this night just can't end

lean for me and i'll fall back

when everyone else looks like a wrong answer ; she'll settle for being my best guess

follow my words to the end of our love

come and see me in the morning ; i'll be in the sunrise

it's human and it's tough ; it is love but it won't be enough

oh holy lover ; i'll be the colors i can't see

we’re looking for a miracle ; no we don’t mind waiting

they said that we’d never make it ; but maybe we already did

i think i could need this in my life

there's never much to read between the lines of what we need and what we'll take

you wrap your arms around my heart just like you always do

she held my gaze and i held my breath with all my mind

i found god ; i found him in a lover

i found the devil ; i found him in a lover

i've got a lover ; a love like religion

i've got a lover and i'm unforgiven

i'm such a fool to pay this price

he's off to pay his crimes and he's got no time for mine

oh baby girl you know we're gonna be legends

i'm the king and you're the queen and we will stumble through heaven

if there's a light at the end ; it's just the sun in your eyes

you know the two of us are just young gods

because you're mine ; i walk the line

you give me cause for love that i can't hide

i'll always keep you inside ; you healed my heart and my life

come on skinny love just last the year

you hit me head on ; got me weak in my knees

it's like a million little stars spelling out your name

your sweet disposition and my wide eyed gaze

a million lines for a billion hearts

the only heaven i'll be sent to ; is when i'm alone with you

no grave can hold my body down ; i'll crawl home to her

don't make a sound because i'll be with you the whole way down

and i know it's quite soon but you've got a lovely heart

i hope that you feel it too and a flame follows these sparks

spend the night looking into your eyes because i want to remember them if i ever fall blind

step out into the wild ; there's a beautiful storm in your eyes

but i bought you flowers ; so never let them die

but with your presence and your grace ; everything falls into place

you took my sorrow and you took my pain and buried them away

if i could find my heart inside this empty frozen chest ; then you would find that i'd give you all of it

you cause a thunder in my veins when you're around

so hold my hand before my heart erupts

i think we'd make a lovely mess

i may not be everything you want ; but i can give you all i have

could you be seen with me and still act proud ?

could you carry me through no man's land ?

but i would fight for you ; if you would fight for me

you can set my broken bones and i know cpr

you are the only thing that's right about this broken world

i was meant to be yours ; we were meant to be one

you built me palaces out of paragraphs ; you built cathedrals

why don't you be the artist and make me out of clay ?

why don't you be the writer ? and decide the words I say ?

how long will i love you ? as long as stars are above you

look at the stars ; look how they shine for you

your skin and bones ; turn into something beautiful

science and progress do not speak as loud as my heart

tell me you love me ; come back and haunt me

now i'm running late and i'm not a coffee drinke ; but i lost sleep just thinking of you

a pair of frozen hands to hold

god only knows but you'll never leave her

if you're searching for us ; you'll find us side by side

ihe says i smell like safety and home

i could be a morning sunrise all the time

can you feel the beat of my heartbeat beat through me ?

there's something so rare in your veins ; not a single thing i would change

they said we'd never make it but our hearts won't quit

there's no way that our hearts will be breaking cause all we have is love

it's like a sudden rush of water through your heart and lungs

you lift my heart up when the rest of me is down

set my midnight sorrow free ; i will give you all of me

i don’t always adore it but i know what it means to feel love

don't keep your secrets in a prayer

i would break the laws of gravity ; kill it for you in the first degree

light of my life darling ; we are immune

if i am the waves ; then you must be the moon

come and raise my love in

here in the dark i feel my heart

there are wires in between human heart and machine

everything I love was made of porcelain

you wrote your name in invisible ink

in some things you just can't help from falling

when you break it's too late for you to fall apart

take me away make it all better ; if not for a day then maybe forever

try describing a love you can't design

i want you as the dream ; not the reality

i want you to be a story for me that i can believe in forever

sweet love ; how long before you hurt for me ?

i see your face in blurry shades and i reach out for your hand

all your ways i can't explain but i want to understand

i met someone by accident ; it blew me away

i can fake my heart and i love to watch it burn

does she know that we bleed the same ?

it's a love that will keep me holding on

be my shelter from the storm

at least we'll both be beautiful and stay forever young

i will love you 'til the end of time

heaven is a place on earth with you

your face is like a melody ; it won't leave my head

numb to the winter cold but we don't mind ; 'cause we'll get warm inside

i wake up alone with only daylight between us

still got sand in my sweaters from nights we don't remember

just know you cannot save me

you touch me and suddenly there's rainbow rings

suddenly i'm caught up in your summer rain

hail soft storms of loving me ; let them play on my desires

you're not trusting your heart to anyone

try a little tenderness

find a way to finally make it right ; to make the magic last for more than just one night

take the best and make it better ; find a way to stay together

temperatures rising ; i don't want to feel

please let me love you with all my might

the love game has been played

and love will not break your heart ; but dismiss your fears

i'm a mess but i'm blessed to be stuck with you

if i may just take your breath away

i just want to see the stars with you

too long till i drown in your hands

my youth is yours ; run away now and forevermore

we've been making shades of purple out of red and blue

sickeningly sweet like honey

you're a red string tied to my finger

you're my favorite song ; always on the tip of my tongue

you own me with whispers like poetry ; your mouth is a melody i memorize

forget me not my dear ; my darling

let's write a song for us and sing until we're old and grey

like my heart longs for an ocean ; to wash down over me

the outcast dreams of acceptance ; just to find pure love's embrace

i remember the promises in the name of love

i'll kiss you again between the bars

i can plainly see you have a lover that's waiting

i swear your heart is a free bird

so hard to hold back when i'm holding you in my arms

just a touch of the fire burning so bright

you're a poem of mystery

you're the prayer inside me

spoken words like moonlight ; you're the voice that i like

love is waiting for better days

tonight we're the sea and the salty breeze

moon in a tidal lock ; and i was born to love you

there is music in the sea ; and we swim into the sound

love is made for broken things

trying to keep ourselves alone and out of sight

love was made to forget

the crown of love is falling from me

let the wave and your ocean fall on my shore

i want to be the place that you land

but when i'm with you ; you make the rain fall

when I'm with you ; i feel the sun

hold me close ; like i’m the sun to your moon

come around to another time when you don't have to run

it's your love affair ; on a quiet sunday afternoon

even the best fall down sometimes

you finally find that you and i collide

the days got colder ; so i held you closer

stayed around to kindle the fire

won't ever leave you ; ‘til the day that you die

i know love is never lost

worry never knows

feel my chest when i look at you

do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand ?

it's not the storm before the calm

this is the deep and dying breath of this love that we've been working on

can't seem to hold you like i want to ; so i can feel you in my arms

we are hiding in a safer place

your warmth is crashing down on in

it's never gonna be that simple

i swear you hit me like a vision

this is how it starts ; lightning strikes the heart

we could be the stars ; falling from the sky

from nervous touch and getting drunk

we can't leave us behind anymore

love me now or love me later

there's depth where there's distance too

i'm a fool for you ; and the things you do

you told me i was like the dead sea ; you'll never sink when you are with me

honey can't you see ? i was born to be your dead sea

i belong with you ; you belong with me ; you're my sweetheart

if we don't leave this town ; we might never make it out

and when you ask do you love me ; i should reply with yes most certainly

come close ; lay next to me

won't you settle down with me ?

hear her come ; my heart's only drummer

your love is like a soldier ; loyal till you die

show me your broken heart to know your flaws

i know what we are ; our love's too young

my foolish heart turns at the stars

a love that never ends

your heart is upside down

you are my fairytale ; don't you wanna stay ?

you are my fairytale ; i hope that you don't run away

for the fire and the sleepless nights

i can hold the weight of worlds if that's what you need

found you in the sea of lovers without ships

wherever you go ; bring me home

how can i love when i'm afraid to fall ?

i have loved you for a thousand years

baby if you hold me ; then all of this will go away

i loved you then and i love you now

god knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts

if you're homesick ; give me your hand and i'll hold it

we lie beneath the stars at night ; our hands gripping each other tight

you keep my secrets hope to die

promises ; swear them to the sky

just turn to my embrace ; i won't let you come to nothing

can you hear when i say i have never felt this way ?

can i make it better with the lights turned on ?

i'll cross oceans like never before so you can feel the way i feel it too

and i'll send images back at you so you can see the way i feel it too

when my heart is made from gold and forgiveness seems too bold

i still find it in my heart to say " i love you "

you don’t have to act like you're alone

you’re finding ways to break the bonds ; they’re stronger than you realize

there's an angel ; and he's shaped like you

fallen so far ; said you'd watch over my heart

held me so close i could hardly breathe

if your heart was full of love could you give it up ?

looking from a window above ; it's like a story of love

it's been so long since i touched a wanting hand

i can't put my love on the line that ; i hope you'll understand

i'm tired of getting caught up in those one night affairs

what i need is somebody who will always be there

if you're looking for devotion ; talk to me

come with your heart in your hands because my love is guaranteed

through a crowded room ; look at me like you know me

ain't it funny how a second lasts forever when we're together ?

i might get enough one day but i won't let this feeling fade away

i know it won't stop if we turn the love up

i'll make you stay ; don't let this feeling fade away

i'm gonna take you outta the darkness

i wanna walk with you in the light and hold your head high

you’re the only thing i know ; but it feels so far away

long gone and fallen down ; but i'm loving how it tastes

i could've chosen anybody ; but i chose you

daddy don't like you ; but daddy and i never speak

smells like roses to me ; two young lovers at sea

it's like my lungs are opening for the first time

you got through my guard when i was in safety mode

you're burning down my walls like the miami sun

it finally feels like i'm coming home

i met you in the dark ; you lit me up

you made me feel as though i was enough

darling ; your love is more than worth its weight in gold

i wanna live with you ; even when we're ghosts

you walked into the room and now my heart's been stolen

you took me back in time to when i was unbroken ; now you're all i want

i swear that every word you sing ; you wrote them for me

when the lights come on and i'm on my own ; will you be there to sing it again ?

you could tell me everything and then we could forget it

we're only skin and bone ; we don't have to be alone

sink or swim ; what will it be ?

we all got skeletons ; set them free

so tell me everything ; take a trip to the moon

let me love the lonely out of you

let me love the pain you're going through

we can light a fire to warm our bones

this world is much too cold to sleep alone

i never knew your name ; you never knew mine either

never leave me broken hearted ; baby i’m not strong enough

empty glances and no romance

if " i love you " was a promise would you break it ?

the only love i haven't screwed up

can't stop staring at those ocean eyes

fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes

i'm scared i've never fallen from quite this high

i wanna steal your soul and hide you in my treasure chest

i don't know what feels true ; but this feels right so stay a sec

you're all i wanted ; just let me hold you like a hostage

cross my heart and hope to die ; i’ll see you with your laughter lines

memories are mapped out by the lines we'll trace

but this is your heart ; can you feel it ?

drawing voices deep from you ; led by your beating heart

a wonderful part of the mess that we made ; we pick ourselves undone

but you had me at ‘ goodbye ’

i loved you ; what am i supposed to do ?

i look for ways to say i love you ; but i ain’t into making love songs

used to shine so bright but i watched all of it fade

been wondering if your hearts still open and if so i wanna know what time it shuts

we found love in a hopeless place

maybe in time you’ll be mine

two blue hearts locked in our wrong minds

contradictions/paradoxes. ( 25 lyrics )

and side by side ; we're different but somehow the same

i love your brain but i hate your guts

you've been burning bridges while i've been building homes

he said he didn't do commitment ; with tattoos on his skin

you hold me without touch ; you keep me without chains

and you sound like thunder ; though you've barely spoken

no right minds could wrong be this many times

you kept all the things i threw away

i was full of doubt and you believed

this time i'm gonna slow it down 'cause i think this could be more

you've got eyes that can tear me down ; but all they do is build me up

you're the light ; you're the night

you're the cure ; you're the pain

it's not that easy with you here but i know i want you to stay

see you distract me but i'm distracted without you

can we just say the rest with no sound

you enchant me even when you're not around

you swear to god but i'm a non-believer

you're losing faith while i've been holding on

when everything we used to say was wrong is now alright

we are bound to each other's hearts ; cold and pulled apart

i've missed you but i haven't met you

but i'm open ; you're closed

even the wrong words seem to rhyme

i don't gamble ; but if i did i would bet on us

slow burn/friends to lovers. ( 47 lyrics )

all i want is to flip a switch ; before something breaks that cannot be fixed

i could offer you a warm embrace ; to make you feel my love

i could hold you for a million years ; to make you feel my love

what if I lose my heart and fail the climb ?

barely even friends ; then somebody bends unexpectedly

so don't you tell me that you're falling for me now

teach me to be somebody new

you told me all your darkest fears and i fell apart

why did you have to let me let you in ?

what if we ruin it all and we love like fools ?

i'm fighting not to feel but nothing works

i can see all the things that imply ; you secretly are in love

paint me in trust ; i'll be your best friend

you love the chase but hate me for the runaround

open up next to you and my secrets become your truth

i could find the whole meaning of life in those sad eyes

come out of hiding ; i'm right here beside you

you do not see what i see inside; the quiet heart you're trying to hide

i'll be damned if i do it ; damned if i don't

i'll be lost if i love him ; lost if i won't

all we do is think about the feelings that we hide

sick and full of pride ; all we do is drive

the more that i know you ; the more I want to

oh feel our bodies grow and our souls they blend

they say a problem shared is a problem cut in two

i can't figure you out ; you've got more fight in you than anybody else

i let you see the parts of me that weren't all that pretty ; and with every touch you fixed them

trust in me ; don't pull away

can't keep this beating heart at bay

we hide our emotions under the surface and try to pretend

with words unspoken ; a silent devotion

friends can break your heart too

longing to love you for one night

take my hand ; you're treading water

darling so it goes ; some things are meant to be

though you will not wait for me ; i'll wait for you

we've been lonely too long

i’ll shoulder the load ; and i’ll swallow the shame

looking for love in the lies of a lonely friend

you're raveled up ; you take some time to come undone

i never wanna fall apart ; never wanna break your heart

tired of holding this inside my head

here in silence ; it's just you and me

the vacancy that sat in my heart is a space that now you hold

i will always be listening for your laughter and your tears

you have to trust in someone

it takes awhile to settle down

reliant/dependent. ( 43 lyrics )

tw: drowning, anxiety, codependency

you are the piece of me i wish i didn’t need

take what you like but close my ears and eyes

we'll learn how to be to be incomplete

said you'd always be my white blood ; circulate the right love

watch how a cold broken teen will desperately lean on a super glued human of proof

i never wanted anything so much ; than to drown in your love

i got issues and one of them is how bad i need you

every second here without you ; feels like the division of the heart

wherever i've been ; i'll come running back to you

take my weak heart and tie it to yours

i promised myself i wouldn't let you complete me

before i met you i never felt good enough

you are the one who'd make me lose it all

long were the nights when my days once revolved around you

counting my footsteps ; praying the floor won’t fall through again

i forget about you long enough ; to forget why i needed you

love i have wounds ; only you can mend

and I'd rather choke than to breathe in your absence

'cause i am living for your touch but i would die to be your man

only you can set my heart on fire

it's not warm when she's away

i will run to you to you till ; i can't stand on my own anymore

if your heart wears thin i will hold you up

waiting for you to bring me in from out the cold

there's nothing i can do i'm helpless without you

you're always there to hold me up when i'm losing my mind

we're no good without each other ; take the best and make it better

when you're gone ; all the colours fade

anxious love gets so obsessed

i'm tangled up in you

show me how to fight for now

i'm desperate for your adoration

this love is tainted ; i need you and i hate it

remain next to me ; i need to feel important

certain it's your love that holds me together

i want you by my side so that i never feel alone again

keep the bad things out of my mind

i still want to drown whenever you leave

please teach me gently on how to breathe

all you crave is attention ; you need to be loved

help me get better ; you pull me right out of the blue

every night when i wake up i need you to get back to sleep

i think i've saved myself by saving you

ex/heartbreak. ( 217 lyrics )

tw: drugs, scars, suffocation

it was funny that she would have to stay and i would go

but when you love someone sometimes you've gotta let them go

don’t you dare let our best memories bring you sorrow

it might never be the right time and that's the hardest part of it

i keep you in my mind even though you've gone

holding on to nothing's easier than letting go

stuck in the memory of what has been

just please don't love another like you loved me

time doesn't heal ; it just leaves me asking why

fall in love in a single touch ; and fall apart when it hurts too much

i lit a fire with the love you left behind

i don't want us to break up in the cloud

i'm trying not to think about you ; can't you just let me be ?

should've known you'd bring me heartache ; almost lovers always do

i thought i broke the last of that breakdown

i'm in california dreaming about who we used to be

you and i have history ; or don't you remember ?

i braved a hundred storms to leave you

you left with no goodbye ; not a single word was said

not a single word was said ; no final kiss to seal any sins

don't you remember the reason you loved me before ?

i wished you the best of all this world could give

tell me all you found was heartbreak and misery

i'm jealous of the way you're happy without me

i heard it in your voice when your love died

is losing me such a big relief ?

let's start at the end ; becoming strangers once again

i think i lost myself the day you left

but how can it all change so fast ; from everything to nothing just like that ?

i watched our bodies turn to ghosts

if only i could lose my mind ; then maybe i would find a way out

i don't know how emptiness can be this heavy

what if i said i would break your heart ?

as i break your heart and sever mine

i'm holding on ; but my body's caving in

i'll still feel you here ; 'til the moment i'm gone

leave unsaid unspoken ; eyes wide shut unopened

hang my head ; break my heart built from all i have torn apart

i'm just a basket case without you

i don't miss your cocaine i got blood and honey

i hope to burn away the sight of you

i'm awakened and my heart's bled

i can't sleep without the lights on ; it's like i'm broken when you're gone

if you're gone ; maybe it's time to come home

love is a buried nail inside of this heart of stone

i can't muster up the courage to say it's best that i leave

my human heart won't mend itself ; when my own two hands are ripping out the seams

you touched me and suddenly i was a lilac sky ; you decided purple just wasn't for you

tell me it's over i'll still love you the same

tell me it's over ; i don't want you to hurt

what didn't kill me ; it never made me stronger at all

and i don't get waves of missing you anymore ; they're more like tsunami tides

it's been a while but i still feel the same ; maybe i should let you go

something's gone terribly wrong you're all i wanted

i feel you forget me like i used to feel you breathe

six months gone and i'm still reaching even though i know you're not there

when time stood still and i had you

i've been waiting for you ; ever since you've been gone

i know it's long gone ; and that magic's not here no more

you taught me about your past thinking your future was me

maybe we got lost in translation ; maybe i asked for too much

maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up

you call me up again just to break me like a promise

so casually cruel in the name of being honest

back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known

and right before your eyes i'm breaking

you wear your best apology ; but i was there to watch you leave

this is the last time i say it's been you all along

this is the last time ; i won't hurt you anymore

don't wanna miss you like this

cause i just railed down enough lines tonight to spell your first and last name

it's all because i dreamt of you and woke up alone

a fool to let you slip away

same old empty feeling in your heart ; love comes slow and it goes so fast

i wanna cry and i wanna love ; but all my tears have been used up

i thought that i'd been hurt before ; but no one's ever left me quite this sore

our veins are busy but my heart's in atrophy

it's such a shame that we can't renew all those feelings that we shared

maybe we’re better off alone

when you're awake and your own shadows turn into ghosts

heavy words are hard to take ; under pressure precious things can break

fools rush in and i've been the fool before

you made me high then you swooped so low

i was on your side but then i saw it change

his feelings are crushed like rock salt on the table

i wouldn't change any part of me ; just to make you stay

when you leave ; i'm begging you not to go

looking for some proof that there's a heart inside of me

you stole the matches from my book ; put out the fire in my eyes

but your love's too good to lose

i hate to think about you with somebody else

our love has gone cold

maybe i've been putting my heart out in the wrong way

we're not who we used to be

i hold on ; it's getting harder to breathe

sometimes the one you want is not the one you need

spare you the rising storms and let the rivers flow

you can lay with me so it doesn't hurt

no words can explain the way i'm missing you

this house no longer feels like home

sweet love my oldest friend ; have we come to the bitter end ?

too many years of battle scars and now we're broken

the higher we rise ; the further we fall

when my breath runs cold ; i'll be thinking about you

we've become echoes ; but echoes that fade away

it's only been a lifetime ; but tonight you're a stranger or some silhouette

oh the good time we almost never had

emptied out my inside ; poured it on the ground

so cut me baby ; deep enough so that the scar will stay

i will never erase your name from my heart

where hope is left so incomplete

sever the ties ; cut me out

i lay in tears in bed all night ; alone without you by my side

you hesitate ; so my memory fades

it feels like there's oceans between me and you once again

i sedate my mind with hope of your return

throw me in a landfill ; don't think about the consequences

leave me at the altar ; knowing all the things you just escaped

leave me in the cold ; wait until the snow covers me up

from the perfect start to the finish line

my eyes are damp from the words you left

so why do you fill my sorrow with the words you've borrowed

and why do you sing hallelujah ; if it means nothing to you

i don't wanna waste the weekend ; if you don't love me pretend

to show all the ways my heart is slowly shattering for you

i've got this ache inside my heart ; i know that it's you

i’ll drown in my tear storming sea

it’s such a shame ; to let you walk away

the end comes too soon ; like dreaming of angels

your memory near ; laced with the pain

i always knew you'd be the one to break me down

they say you don't know what you got 'til it's too late ; i'm already gone

feeling used ; but i'm still missing you

untouchable memories seemed to keep haunting me

closed off from love ; i didn't need the pain

my heart's crippled by the vein that i keep on closing

my heart stumbles on things i don't know ; my weakness i feel i must finally show

how could you love me and leave me and never say goodbye ?

i never thought we'd end up here in separate cages

i smell heartbreak on my hands

trying to replace the love that i fake with what we both need

there's a heart stain on the carpet i left it with you

there are flowers growing on the grave of our old love

just burn it all down and bring the ashes to me

we can never seem to find the time we lost

now i'm denied by the ghost of you

a photograph lost here ; since you were mine

such a victim of her romance

we were young stubborn & in love with disaster

i don't wanna lose you now

now we're slipping at the edge ; holding something we don't need

all this delusion in our heads is gonna bring us to our knees

trying to fit your hand inside of mine when we know it just don't belong

there's no force on earth that could make it feel right

let the ashes fall ; forget about me

we grow apart ; i watch you on the red horizon

this fragile heart ; so heavy in my chest ; it's breaking

i can't make the truth of this work out for you or me

little ghost ; you're not welcome here anymore

what i've learned is love's a lesson

i will blame myself for holding on to what i hoped would keep you by my side

the sheets are stained with ; memories of your soft kiss

what if we became strangers ?

there's another dawning ; a tremor where we stood

are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you ?

can we pretend that everything is like yesterday ?

let's pretend we never met ; a good excuse to play forget

when i’m looking for love i pretend it's you

you're gone and i gotta stay high all the time ; to keep you off my mind

oh why can i not conquer love ?

you did not break me ; i'm still fighting for peace

spend my time trying to read our past

it was easy for you to let go ; but i'm still in love with you

let the time fly by like the wind and open our hearts again

broken lover yes i made you believe that i would be the one to heal you

you wish i would've treated you like you treated me

don't you know i'm not your ghost anymore ?

you lost the love i loved the most

i learned to live half alive ; and now you want me one more time

collecting your jar of hearts and tearing love apart

you don't get to get me back

envision the meaning of a tragedy ; you might be surprised to hear it's you and me

your words in my head ; knives in my heart

you build me up and then i fall apart 'cause i'm only human

your face is ashen and i'm barely listening

i am a visitor here ; i am not permanent

maybe i had said something that was wrong

fall back in love eventually

the bigger you get the harder you fall

you disappeared and that's all that's missing

your love was so real and too late to forget how you made me feel

you were mine but you've grown so cold

held me in the dark ; sheltered as you took my heart

i know you could see i was lost in you

so take my heart ; it's all that's left

sometimes the tears we cry are more than any heart can take

heartbreaks and promises ; i've had more than my share

i'm tired of giving my love ; and getting nowhere

we're falling down ; and i show you how it breaks

i could read you a scripture of tears

you have gone and so effortlessly

there was a time when our love ; it was so sweet

i’m falling into darkness and it’s you i need to see

now i’m a ghost ; i call your name ; you look right through me

i've been trying to fix my pride but that shit's broken

feels like my loneliness is only blessed from you

i don’t know how to be something you miss

fall apart twice a day ; i just wish you could feel what you say

we've made every mistake ; only you know the way that i break

says he made the big mistake of dancing in my storm

he left her lonely with a diamond mind

another story of girl meets boy and gets destroyed

he's okay ; she's broken ; he's the ocean wave ; she's choking

the things we lost in the fire

our fingers traced in circles round its history

will i always have a cut that won’t heal

oh honey ; do you want me now ?

betrayal/cheating/disappointment. ( 76 lyrics )

there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin

i don't need more reminders of all that's been broken

lay down with me ; tell me no lies

find it harder to forgive; every time you let us slip down your list of priorities

forgive me ; i'm just so fucked up in the head

little do you know i'm still haunted by the memories

i'm ready to forgive you but forgetting is a harder fight

i'm queen of attention to detail ; defending intentions if he fails

i never meant to be the one to let you down

just say you're sorry ; no more no less

i want the one word that you refuse to say to me

i know that i failed you

then take my love and run it to the stars 'cause i'm falling apart

the right words come out all wrong

it'll all be forgiven ; you can't ask for more

i'm hoping you could save me now but you break and fold

call me a sinner ; call me a saint

cut out all the ropes and let me fall

please be kind to my mistakes

when you take ; you take the very best of me

don't put your eyes down ; you're not to blame

tell me pretty lies ; look me in the face

your words cut deeper than a knife

another's hands have touched my skin ; i won't tell him where i've been

she never asked me once about the wrong i did

and every thought of her makes my regret grow worse

when you’re in her i know i’m in your head

soon it will all be over and buried with our past

just a second we're not broken just bent ; and we can learn to love again

i'll stay if i'm what you choose

i am damaged far too damaged ; but you're not beyond repair

you forfeit all rights to my heart

take me in and throw out my heart and get a new one

you're intertwining your soul with somebody else

and i know this isn't enough ; i still don't measure up

you caused my heart to bleed and you still owe me a reason

a wind in the shadow ; a whale song in the deep

i can't say your name without feeling like i’m part of the blame

tell me you've never loved me ; tell me that it wasn't real

there's blood on your lies

the blame that you claim is all your own fault

you give me no reason to doubt your word ; but i still somehow still have my reasons

still i sleep in the very sheets he's been in

secrets i have held in my heart are harder to hide than i thought

you’re too proud to say that you’ve made a mistake

i am a hit and run ; don’t call me something i’m not

wish you were sorry for the things you've done

when love and trust are gone

i struggle to find any truth in your lies

the truth runs wild ; like a tear down a cheek

all my time is wasted ; feeling like my heart's mistaken

wish you were the one that got away

perhaps you can not forgive me

the promises you'll only make

maybe we don't deserve love

right from wrong is not quite seen

i've had enough of giving up on you

if your heart was somehow tainted ; how you could still sleep in my bed ?

you were wrong for trusting me

you can hide behind your stories ; but don't take me for a fool

forgive and forget you a thousand times

behind the tears ; inside the lies

tell me that all we had were lies

sometimes this love will end and all will be forgotten

i’ve let you down ; left you behind

you say that it's alright and i know that it’s a lie

pretend ; tell me all your love lies again

cast your shadows ; like how you said you'd catch me but let me go

beautiful lies ; cover my eyes with your hands

falling out of love is hard ; falling for betrayal is worse

broken trust and broken hearts ; i know

it ain't the lie ; it's the way that the truth is denied

i know it’s all wrong ; but i just don’t feel strong

everything is shattering and it’s my mistake

another promise broken in two ; the lucky few of fiction

when loneliness came and you were away

sexual/lust/nsfw. ( 25 lyrics )

tw: nsfw, drugs, scars

i can't take my eyes off you

she held my heart with her tongue

your lips hang heavy underneath me

there's a light in the crack that's separating your thighs

i can read your mind even from behind

biting in the dark i might break your heart

i can get you high if you wanna climb

your heart's against my chest ; your lips pressed to my neck

i was made to keep your body warm

i'll do anything you say if you say it with your hands

i only wanna do bad things to you

scars on my body so i can take you wherever

so warm is your touch upon my skin

if we're gonna do anything we might as well just fuck

tastes so sweet ; looks so real

a cavern for a body ; the deeper darker kind

i only love it when you touch me ; not feel me

you only ever touch me in the dark

if i had only felt the warmth within your touch

'cause when you look like that i've never ever wanted to be so bad

your body is a wonderland

it's always skin then sheets ; then skin again

i don't believe in love at first sight ; i believe in making love tonight

i want you all to myself ; your metaphorical gin and juice

give me a taste of what it's like to be next to you

friends with benefits. ( 32 lyrics )

tw: blood, alcohol

sometimes best laid plans sometimes are just a one night stand

in the middle of the night i may watch you go

i won't let you close enough to hurt me

morning will come and i'll do what's right ; just give me ‘til then to give up this fight

i need you to not wanna be mine

we were running off our midnight mouths

you just want somebody ; t's just the lonely talking

keep my body busy so my head might just forget what my heart knows

been chasing temporary highs and strangers

it's like we're scared of getting good ; cause we know the truth is that we could

don't you think it's time to get used to somebody ?

and don't call me lover ; it's not enough

i've been so lonely ; oh please just hold me

one last time ; i need to be the one who takes you home

i can't find you in the body sleeping next to me

you've got your own mistakes in a bed at home

maybe tonight i'll call you ; after my blood turns into alcohol

you loved me last night ; but what about today ?

i find myself swallowed ; drowning in your heat

when you sleep ; will it be with me ?

this bed was never made for two

these nights never seem to go to plan

in the lonely hour i need you

we could be anything tonight ; just tell me everything you like

bring your love baby i could bring my shame

fucked around and got attached to you

i'd rather fuel a fantasy than deal with this alone

swim in a deep sea of blankets

every time i wake up here i feel far away from love

guess the loneliness came knocking

midnight hearts between now and yesterday

i am just your habit for killing time

toxic. ( 174 lyrics )

tw: weapons, religion, emotional masochism, blood, drowning, scars, killers, mutilation, body harm, guns, weapons, spiders, abuse, suffocation

i don’t own a single gun ; but if i did you’d be the one

you and i nursing on a poison that never stung

i don’t wanna hurt you ; but you live for the pain

but in all chaos ; there is calculation

swear to god i'm a sinner in a church burnin' up for you

we're both cynics now and it kills me

you'd be the reason why i keep slipping

let's destroy a room with this love

god only knows what we're fighting for

all that i say ; you always say more

under your thumb ; i can't breathe

blood red scars ; you were the one to choose this

kiss me ; whilst i set fire to our bed

this was never love ; it was chaos

i hope that you don't bleed with me

i can finally see ; you're as fucked up as me

time and hearts will wear us thin

something always brings me back to you

i don't wanna fall another moment into your gravity

the one thing that i still know is that you're keeping me down

a simplification of everything we're going through ; you plus me is bad news

if i stay it ain't gonna be easy

all your stormy words have barely broken

you and me ; always between the lines

i'm not an open book that you can rifle through

i could love you just like that and i could leave you just as fast

maybe it's the worst in me ; that's bringing out the worst in you

the best in me wants to love you ; but the worst in me doesn't want to

we've got blood and honey

you were everything that i was ever afraid of

you're an itch i can't reach ; a wound that won't heal

Sometimes i wish that you'd just die ; cause i'm too afraid of leaving

he's the sweet of a morning kiss ; but there's a poison it holds

you can tear down all the walls 'cause they're all for you my dear

my faith is strong and i need to know if i've judged this wrong

i made my clothes with the lies she spun

there's a storm you're starting now

throw me in the deep end ; watch me drown

you put a fever inside me ; and i’ve been cold since you left

you've got a fire inside but your heart's so cold

oh baby girl don't get cut on my edges

you do what you want cause i'm not what you wanted

counting all the scars you made

you paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain

you and i walk a fragile line ; i have known it all this time

this slope is treacherous ; this path is reckless

all we are is skin and bone ; trained to get along

sedated we're nursing on a poison that never stung

you pull me out of my shell and then hate me when i'm done

we said some things we didn’t mean ; with us there is no in between

when did our hearts will turn to stone ?

it's just i'd rather be causing the chaos than laying at the sharp end of this knife

your mouth is poison ; your mouth is wine

oh your hands can heal ; your hands can bruise

right from the start you were a thief you stole my heart ; and i your willing victim

'cause i'd rather fight with you than laugh with another

i'd rather freeze in your arms than be warm under covers

and i'd let you hit me before i ever let you hit the floor

i'd rather feel your wrath than feel another's passion

feel your precious poison start to fill its maker's veins

we'll burn it down and then we'll build the world again ; our love is god

we'll burn away that tear and raise our city here

the new world needed room for me and you

we got the fire and we're burning one hell of a something

we're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me

she's driving me crazy ; but I'm into it

love is thick like blood like honey

i know it's hard sometimes but we could be beautiful

when you throw me in the ground don't be sorry

face me if you dare ; cause nothing comes out easy love

it must be so hard ; in the mess you're always cleaning up

you came running and stood there silent ; summoning my sin

this love ; is like wildfire

gave you a minute when you needed an hour

i’ll love you til we're black and we're blue

the hole in my head is from the fire in your tongue

you got a fetish for my love ; i push you out and you come right back

the fight for you is all i've ever known

to say that we're in love is dangerous

he hit me and it felt like a kiss

our difference showed in our poisons

how is it you never notice ; that you are slowly killing me ?

you short circuit all my nerves ; promising electric pains

you got me scattered in pieces ; shining like stars and screaming

but then you disappear and make me wait

there's a million reasons why i should give you up ; but the heart wants what it wants

just set my heart on fire ; like gasoline

she's the absinthe on my lips ; the splinter in my fingertips

don’t take that sinner from me

the killer in me is the killer in you

i love this pain a little too much ; love my heart all busted up

carved your name across my eyelids ; you pray for rain & i pray for blindness

your name is the splinter inside me

no pleasure without sacrifice

i wanna see the devil in your eyes

we're slow dancing in a burnin' room

nobody's gonna come and save you ; we pulled too many false alarms

bombs are falling everywhere ; it's heartbreak warfare

no one really ever wins in heartbreak warfare

how come the only way to know how high you get me is to see how far i fall ?

watch my face as i pretend to feel no pain

lay your weapon down

to teeth and claws and slamming doors at you

when we're becoming something else ; i think it's time to walk away

your love is like a hurricane

ransom notes keep falling out your mouth

she'll tear a hole in you ; the one you can't repair

it's better to feel pain than nothing at all

your words are like knives ; they peel my skin and pierce my soul

your body will burn tonight ; though your heart may still remain cold

it's your eyes that i don't believe and my heart you will you will mislead

careless love ; quit pouring honey in my ears

i must carry on with this wasted love

careless love ; there's more to say than should be said

you make me feel so powerless

the air in your lungs is like thunder ; i can see the clouds breaking in front of me

the air in my lungs is like thunder ; and i can't fight what you've made of me

worlds are turning and we're just hanging on

your mouth is a revolver firing bullets in the sky

stab my heart ; bleeding out if you feel doubt about me loving you

well i've got thick skin and an elastic heart ; but your blade might be too sharp

she will love you like a twister ; and you'll be swept away

the tale of reckless love ; living a life of crime on the run

we swore that death will do us part ; they'll call our crimes a work of art

we live as ghosts among these street ; lovers and partners in crime

you'll collapse on the cover of your darkness ; strangling with feelings

i used to write with tears on your pretty painted face

i won't be made a fool of ; don't call this love

guess he kissed the girls and made them cry

it's a terrible love and i'm walking with spiders

it's a terrible love and i'm walking in

it's a terrible love ; and i'm walking in it's quiet company

my shivered bones wait til the panics out

the way you play on every weakness that you see in me

so don’t pretend like you can hardly breathe ; like it’s down to me

i feel your knife as it goes right in

cut to my core but i'm not bleeding

you use your words as a weapon dear

your blades don't hurt when you have no fear

you think that you're deep under my skin ; you're trying to keep me suffering

you have my heart but i lock it up ; this burning flame has been burnt enough

sometimes i wish we could be strangers ; so i didn't have to know your pain

but if i kept myself from danger this emptiness would feel the same

you see those egg shells ; they're broken up

i'll feel half empty ; ripped and torn

can we just pretend that we're not falling into the deep end ?

this can't be love if it hurts so much

our human hearts forget how strong they are

untie my silhouette ; it's all that is left of a broken heart

leave all of my regrets to sink like ship wrecks through oceans dark

if this is what dreams are made of then i think that i've seen enough

let me out into the dark ; i took a little step too far

we hurt ; just keep it inside ; small wonder that it starts to break

and everything you once loved remains unbroken

just pretend we're better ; turn out the light

there are no more surprises to come ; let's be numb together

is it wrong to dance this line ?

the doctors say you're no good

we're dancing on the edge of a knife

could i be your hero or your villain ?

shall we eat all the poison and leave all the questions behind ?

all the chemicals and alcohol make for a volatile love

i never wanna lose you ; but i feel that this closeness will tear us apart

if there is one thing that Ii'm guilty of It's loving and giving when you take too much

it ain't the knife ; it's the way that you use it

you've been killing me softly and finally the pain is too much

i'm all out of whisky to soak up the damage you've done

you're the one to blame ; you hold a smoking gun

we only talk when things go wrong

loving you the way i do ; it hurts

she's so hard to please ; she's a forest fire

you're a little much for me ; you're a liability

i was the match and you were the rock ; maybe we started this fire

carpet burns on my elbows ; the marks on your neck ; they the trophies of our love

unrequited. ( 47 lyrics )

and the things that keep us apart keep me alive

i can't make you love me if you don't

i'll close my eyes ; because then i won't see the love you don't feel

you can't make your heart feel somethin' that it won't

do you know how it feels to crave a body made of steel ?

you won't even notice that i'm gone

you consume my thoughts ; i'm not sure that i'm in yours at all

i desperately still want someone who never wanted me

we're in too deep ; so let go of my hand

maybe i wasn't worth the pain

and all i'm thinking about is not thinking about you

funny how the hurt is never equal when it all falls

if i told you solitude fits me like a glove would you let me out ?

i tell myself all the words he surely meant to say

take my best wishes if you won't take me with you

i'm searching for something that i can't reach

i'm reaching out and i just can't tell you why i'm caught up in you

tell me that you love me even if it's fake

it could be better if i kept it to myself

this meant more to you than it did to me

just please don't say you love me ; cause i might not say it back

they say the heart only wants what it can't have ; so i guess your hand in mine will never fit

but if i can't have you i'll walk this life alone

in the dead of night ; i'll meet you in my sleep

i want all that is not mine

i would rather learn what it feels like to burn than feel nothing at all

i wish you had words to cool this fever that is killing me

only ever in dreams i wrap my arms around you

what's the point in playing a game you're gonna lose ?

you rest your bones somewhere far from my own

i needed love but it's never the same

i'm sick and tired of loving you more

i'm not what you wanted ; i'm not what you need

please don't tell me you want me ; please don't say you do

i'd love to reciprocate your love but i'm incapable

you say you love me so much ; but i don't want your love

i gave my all ; but i think my all may have been too much

but in reality ; your love will never be

you deserve forever ; not a boy looking for better

like ships in the night ; you keep passing me by

i’m no longer what you require

i adore you ; but there's a hole in the cup that should hold your love

dreaming with a broken heart

it's never the same if you don't feel it too

the opposite of love's indifference

is there not enough to use your love for me ?

you don’t know how i fight for you and believe in your aims

forbidden. ( 10 lyrics )

the words that you whispered for just us to know

put your lips close to mine ; as long as they don't touch

what a sad beautiful tragic love affair

i'm wanting you but can't go back

i don't have a choice but i'd still choose you

this is dangerous 'cause i want you so much

hanging our hearts in disgrace

for a chance to be with you ; i'd gladly risk it all

just a longing ; gone without a trace

begging for the slightest touch

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xelegantxsavageryx-blog · 6 years

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(OTP: YOU’RE STILL THE ONE)

001.for a heart i can rely on through anything, for the one who i can run to, i turn to you.002.i know there’s hurt, i know there’s pain, but people change, lord knows i’ve been no saint.003.you’re a song written by the hands of god.004.never before did i know how loving someone could be.005.the sweetest days i’ve found are found with you.006.my weakness caused you pain and this song’s my sorry.007.i should have held on tight, i never should have let you go.008.take my hand, take my whole life too, for i can’t help falling in love with you.009.if loving you makes a slave of me, then i’ll spend my whole life in chains.010.did you ever love somebody like i love you?011.in my life i’ve learned that heaven never waits.012.it’s like another life, like i’ve never felt a thing until you.013.lord knows we’ve had our share of fights, our sleepless nights, our ups and downs.014.no there’s nothing i wouldn’t do to make you feel my love.015.here’s to us, here’s to love, all the times we fucked up.016.you’re all i’ve ever needed, baby, you’re the one.017. i’ve found a reason to show a side of me you didn’t know, a reason for all that i do and the reason is you.018.there’s no taking back, what we’ve got’s too strong.019.if you ever need me unfailingly, i’ll return your arms and unburden your heart.020.and i don’t know why, why the sun decides to shine, but you breathed your love into me just in time.021.just ask, it will be done and i will prove my love until you’re sure that i’m the one.022.if i could, then i would. i’ll go wherever you will go.023.if there were no words, no way to speak, i would still hear you.024.it’s true, i was made for you.025.and if you wonder about the spell i’m under, it’s your love.026.at night when the stars light up my room, i sit by myself talking to the moon, trying to get to you.027.even if we can’t find heaven, i’ll walk through hell with you.028.i love you more with every breath, truly, madly, deeply do.029.only you can set my heart on fire.030.ain’t nothing better, we beat the odds together.031.right beside you is where i belong from this moment on.032.but you’re here in my heart, so who can stop me if i decide that you’re my destiny?

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– otp tags masterlist !!

under the cut you’ll find lyrics of monsta x’s songs that could be used for otp tags and/or character tags! they’re divided by albuns. like/reblog if you found it useful.

newton

your starlight shakes me up

you’re the strength that wakes me up from being down

your charm that pulls me without being able to resist

you’re more like a star than an actual star

it’s because of your twinkling eyes

i think it’s because of you when i see the starlight

you’re like gravity

i can’t fall asleep at the thought of you

even my dreams are all filled with you

you’re the only star on earth

this feeling is the best

shine forever

gravity

with just one look

love came

i met a new universe that is you

we’re sharing greetings of ecstasy

your body filled me up with warmth

even if it gets dark, even if i get lost, it’s you

your light wakes me up

i’m so curious about your world

even time is waiting for us

i’ve entered your new universe with body movements that only we know

just like that i miss you

shine forever

there’s nothing that shines brighter than you

i’m fascinated by the bright light of your beauty

shine more so i can keep looking at you

i’m not satisfied with just once

smile for me again just like that

i wanna fill up the empty spaces with you

every moment you’re here is a highlight

i’ll be by your side now so you won’t be alone

i’ll take your warm light

my bright angel

put on your wings and fly over to me

i’ll risk my everything to run to you

the clan pt. 2.5 — “beautiful”

i’ll be there

will you stay right there?

this place without you is a seat full of thorns

now, it’s not just a dream

you’re like the blue moon that reflects on the ocean

i like you, what about you?

they say love is hard

without you, my direction is no ways

even if there’s no way, let’s make it together

i’ll only make you walk on flower paths

even if you are shy about being mine, it’s alright

my lady, there are days that i will make you laugh

i’m thankful for you

5:14 (last page)

we gotta slow it down

remember this moment

if our story was a book what would the ending be like?

we’ll probably have a not so typical happy ending

sometimes sad, sometimes painful

we’ll probably fall asleep together always

we’re dreaming the same dream

this is happiness

even if you’re not in front of me, i can feel your warmth

calm down

oh who can dare to deny you?

you flip me inside out

i’ve been robbed

fell for your explosive charms

my goal is only you

it hurts but my love is like a flower

i’m afraid i’ll lose the beautiful you

you completely stole my heart

naturally, you’ve taken over me

trust me and follow me

now give yourself to me

i can’t take my eyes off of you

all i do

from the moment i saw you my head was black out

inside that darkness only you shine

your eyes that look at me are like black hole

it’s so dangerous

can’t even compare you with any other girl

i close my eyes but i can clearly see you

i’m only thinking about you all day, my baby

wherever you are, the spotlight only follows you

miss you

we need time

trapped in a maze of emotions

you’re just comforting me

let’s push back saying that it’s the end

where are you right now?

when i miss you it hurts

how could you leave me baby?

now the stars in the sky are like you

you shined on me and was warm like the sun

i can’t see you, where did you go?

i’m acting crazy, looking for you

tell me where you are my lady

i’m sorry, i only treated you selfishly

your heart is like an unknown wilderness

please hold my hand and help me get up

time that has passed can’t be caught again

life is short, you don’t know what’s gonna happen

just for a day

i got fuel for the night

we’re still young

as if it’ll last forever

scream louder, get wild

make it happen

need u

i need you

i only want you

i can’t if it’s not you

i won’t ever make you cry

please come into my arms now

you’re not ordinary

there’s no girl like you

you’re the only one that i want

other people are meaningless to me

wherever i look, you’re so beautiful

come to me, accept me

i want you, you’re my precious

i don’t have to breathe so hug me tight

i’ll go to you first

inconparable

you’re too pretty to be human

you’re bringing it out of me, i’m shy

maybe i’m trembling because i fell in love

don’t laugh baby, i’m going crazy

my heartbeat has stopped

give yourself to me, i want to shout

i’ll break down the wall between us

i keep dreaming about your breathtaking image

i wanna confess

i can’t go on without you

i’m still dreaming alone

you’re a wall that’s hard to climb over

ready or not

are you ready or not

there’s no preview, just go

show me yourself, ready or not

it’s your choice

don’t ever be scared, just do it

if you wanna choose your own future

life is a drama, the star is you

do whatever you want like it’s your birthday

light a fire

your reason and youth will never grow old

beautiful

why is it you? i’m going crazy

what is this? i think i’ve fallen for you

i know you have thorns but i want you, red rose

because of the thorns a beautiful rose can bloom

dark red flowers, it means i love you

even if i bleed everywhere, i wanna know you

when you touch me, my entire body reacts

i can only live if you’re here

every day, every night, i can feel you

you’re so beautiful i can’t take my eyes off you

like a thorn on a flower

i know i’ll get pricked but i want you

too beautiful to handle

you make me say words of awe

you take away my right mind

i think i’ll go crazy

when i smell your scent it spreads, it grows

don’t give out secret looks

don’t smile at me

my head says no but my heart says

i know i can’t ever have you

i know you’re more beautiful when i only look

i’ll protect you, so you can bloom more beautifully

i don’t care if i get hurt

rush

gone bad

you’re gonna be knocked out

let’s see how well you’re doing

so i don’t need your half-assed comfort

we’ve talked about this several times

my answer’s always the same

what do you want me to say?

i showed you my heart

your smile is like bait

only for today

broken heart

you probably erased me now

you won’t be hung up on the past

in my memories it’s still only your face that whispered to me

i can’t do this anymore

if only i could erase you

if only i could forget you

i don’t need any sweet love songs

take all that is yours that isn’t mine and leave right away

my heart feels suffocated and dark

all the songs i wrote as i thought of you are groundless now

the precious times to be in love with you

as i’m holding on, not able to forget a single moment you used to whisper to me

you keep getting farther away

i can’t get closer to you anymore

i have to erase you now

though i don’t want to acknowledge it i don’t think i’ve forgotten you yet

i can hear the sound of love in my ears

you keep flickering before my eyes

if only i could turn back time to when it used to be “us”

perfect girl

no matter how much i look, you’re so unrealistic

everything about you is so beautiful

i’m imagining you walking over to me

i’m running out of breath ‘cause you’re so perfect

i can’t forget, i wanna go back to that day

wait a minute girl, let’s take it slower

you know i’ve fallen so deeply for you

i want your lips to touch mine

i just wanna open my eyes with you

amen

before the day is over i want you to be in my arms

i want you more than anyone else

every day, i want you to be my girl

my pounding heart beats for you

when they see your pretty eyes how can nothing happen?

at least once a day, i think of your smile

i don’t think i can find a girl like you anywhere else

when i think of you, my heart trembles

there is no other girl who is prettier than you

hero

i can be your hero

i can be your man

as i watched over you all day i discovered just one problem

i have the duty to protect you

you’re so beautiful that i have many enemies

it’s like playing a game to protect the princess

rush

come to me, quickly, like it suddenly rained

girl you’re so pretty, that’s the error

when you put your hair down it’s dangerous

i think i’m crazy, what do i do

1 minute feels like 1 second, am i rushing?

you want this too

other guys can only try to take a taste

don’t think too hard, follow your heart

don’t hesitate, just take the next step

the other kids don’t even know your style

you’ll have no time to be bored

tresspass

it’s clear your heart will pound

i’m here because you were too lost

the start was a bit rough

look carefully, see how i will mess up your heart

i’m different from those pretty boys over there

my love knows no manners, excuse my charisma

i think it’s time you stop wandering

i don’t even need a key to open you

you think it’s enough? if not me, then who?

no exit

you’re just mine

stop pretending to be cool

there’s no exit here

hurry and follow me

trust yourself with me

the dream is about me becoming your lover

i turned on a light in your heart

i’m your emergency exit

all the guys you’ve met are not as good as they seem

throw away those tickling methods of love

if this is love and war, i’ll show you no mercy

one love

i didn’t know love

i want it to be our own time

my heart is only for you,

i can see it all so please stop crying

it’s us two instead of me alone

more than you are mine, i am yours

instead of saying don’t go, i hold onto your hand

honestly

it’s not easy to hide my heart

i’m gonna make you cry for the last time

everything changes like morning becoming night

i’m gonna erase you completely, i’m sorry

i was so happy looking at you all day

i loved you more than anyone else

i wanna turn back time

should i be honest?

i left you all alone when you were so kind

you’re the same as yesterday, only i’m different

i really didn’t know i’d have these feelings

steal your heart

is it weird when you look at us?

no one can stop us, you know this

we never make mistakes, maybe that’s why

there’s no mercy

blue moon

should i forget all the streets that we remember?

i’m already regretting

is it too hard to catch you again?

i still see you above in the sky

don’t wanna say goodbye

i see you saying goodbye and turning around

i can’t let it go because you seemed alright

you’re gonna be the past perfect

i’m sick and tired of this bullshit

we were so passionately in love

the fire of our love is extinguished by your tears

your words that became so difficult

interstellar

my heart gets cold

starting with our dreams, we’re different

every day is a climax

the clan pt. 1 — “lost”

ex girl

i’m your ex-boy, can’t we turn things back?

why am i struggling with our memories?

it wasn’t enough to just call you my girlfriend

i just wanna go back to the past

i know that it’s too late

i know you’ll think i’m ridiculous

i was a fool too

i didn’t know how hard it was for you

i was selfish and i didn’t understand you

i just wanna be with you for one day

all in

i’m all in for you

may i steal your heart?

may i protect that heart?

if i fall several times and get hurt will you accept my surrender?

i’m not playing around, i put my life on the line

i’m all in for you, my body and heart

don’t be scared, i’ll listen to you

stuck

you know that i care about you a lo

when i look at you, feels like i’ll run out of breath

what do i do with you?

i’m curious about everything about you

my eyes are only fixed on you

i close my eyes but i see you

i’m not gonna hesitate anymore

i really made up my mind

hurry and tell me, i’m an impatient guy

girl, stay right next to me so you won’t go anywhere else

i don’t need love i just wanna get you

i’m losing my mind but you’re still bright

i wanna look somewhere else but you steal my eyes

white sugar

my lovely girl don’t look at me like that

i’m getting shy

lovely girl please look at me

don’t fly past me like the soft spring wind

i wanna stay with you and love you

you’re a flower, i’m softly melting at your scent

oh my god what do i do?

my hardened heart is blossoming

that’s how our spring will start

unfair love

i knew from the beginning

there is no answer

there is no exit

you flipped over your heart

not hot but not cold, an ambiguous relationship

we’re nothing

what are you trying to do with me?

stop playing around, i accepted this enough

i wanna be cool and leave but it’s not easy

your face is so mysterious

because of u

i can’t just leave you alone

i wanna hold your hand

and show you the blue sky

i wanna tell everyone that i like you

wherever i go i can only see you

all of me revolves around you

hug me just once

the clan pt. 2 — “guilty”

fighter

if it’s for you i could easily endure anything

watch over me

fight for love

this heat is getting hotter and hotter

out of all the people who are cheering i only need you

the shape of your mouth makes me get up

my goddess brings me victory

be quiet

i hear the goddess entering

i’m flustered, can’t handle it, but i like it

anything about you, i listen

besides you, i can’t hear anything

i wanna hear you from a little closer

what words are needed?

besides her, everyone else be quiet

only show it to me baby

girl, it’s so weird, why are you the only who’s pretty?

blind

i faintly see your silhouette

i can’t hold it in anymore

i wanna rip apart the blinds that cover you

don’t be shy, give off a bright light

i’m awake, drunk with your sunlight

getting heavier with your mysteriousness

why hide yourself? you’re beautiful enough

you keep teasing me

you know how to deal with guys, baby

i’m being swept away by you

i’m curious about what you’re thinking of

i’m so frustrated, do you know that?

play with me

show me your world

girl show me your shine, whow me your light

surrounding you a dazzling light

you make me blind

of course the spotlight will go on the star

girl, you’re worthy of that

it’s alright because it’s you

queen

it’s a scenario i expected but i’m afraid

put your mind off from everything around you

i’m afraid

you’ll disappear like smoke i’m afraid you’ll run away if i approach you

i’ll be your king and baby you’ll be my queen

secretly come to me

you’re my queen

even my instincts can’t ignore you

perfection without a single flaw

queen, a name that can’t be contained in four measures

i’ll give you anything just love me in return

i’ll slowly enter, allow me

white love

i was very lonely actually

you know when you strangely feel empty

i was in a lot of pain

when you can’t sleep for some reason

when i dream, i think of you

i try to erase you but it doesn’t work that well

my heart wants to keep seeing you

i’ve yearned only for you with my pure heart

save me from your trap so i can love and learn

i want to melt you inside of me like white snow

oh baby how long will you leave me alone like this

roller coaster

my heart flutters today for some reason

little things are making me smile

don’t wanna just let this night pass so i’m making a wish

i don’t want these feelings to go away

i can’t believe it, it’s a lie

you’re my ideal type that i’ve only seen in my dreams

what kind of scent will you bewitch me with today?

you bring me up and put me down, drive me crazy

you’re a rollercoaster

did you cast a spell on me?

as soon as i see you, i stop what i’m doing as if i’m bewitched

you bring me up and put me down, bad girl

please leave me alone now

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