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ystrike1 · 5 months

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The Bondservant - By Jezz (8/10)

Finding solace in dependency isn't ideal, but I can't judge this particular couple for their choices this time. A slave and an unwanted daughter. What a toxic combination. When that slave returns with blond hair and a title I'm sure you can guess what happens.

Sioanna is a failure, and she doesn't understand why. Her mother died in childbirth, and apparently she was excellent. Everyone loved her. She was a legendary beauty, even though she was of low rank. Her modest match of a husband was handsome, and loving. Better than any boorish rich man. She bore a handsome son, but her perfect life was ruined by the specter of pregnancy.

Sioanna really isn't like her mother. She has a stammer. She's a loner. She comes from a countryside family with money, so she can't really buy her way into popularity. Her father and brother are both cold to her, so she lives in isolation. She lives trying to please them, so maybe one day she will get the chance to live glamorously like her mother.

She doesn't even seem to genuinely love either of them.

Her fruitless cute act is just that.

Both men are itching to marry her off.

Martha, the nanny, does what she has to do to help Sioanna survive. Her brother is a bit of a sadist. Martha gently encourages Sioanna to join him. To take part in the bullying. To be arrogant. To be the lady of the house any way she can. I don't think Martha is evil for doing this. Sioanna can't fight back. She's a woman, and even noble ladies have it rough.

Sioanna's brother likes to gamble. He likes to hit people, and he's extremely insecure. Men have it hard too. Being a countryside man makes marriage and money harder, and money is literally the only thing he cares about. He torments the servants because...gasp...Sioanna isn't a failure! They both are. Sioanna with her stammer. The great Heir Eli, with his anger issues and his gambling addiction.

Twaine resents them both. He wishes he had better children, but he's been dealt a dumb hand. He ponders about how he will use his children, when they're so weak.

Sioanna wants his love.

That's a mistake.

Cruelty gives Sioanna a drop of courage. Martha encourages her to be less submissive. She's only 16, but she has to do something. The clock is ticking. At this rate she will be sold into an unfavorable marriage. Twaine cannot be won over with love. Eli is a lost cause, who has been kicking his sister around the hallway since she was a toddler.

We meet Étienne.

Twaine brings him home. He claims the slave is a gift for both of his children. A friend. A sparring partner.

Twaine tries to drop a couple hints. He practically winks and says the truth out loud.

"Doesn't Étienne look like nobility?"

Sioanna is too scared to notice this hint.

Eli is too focused on beating the boy to a pulp to notice.

Twaine sighs. Étienne is clearly some kind of lost noble, who was sold into slavery for unknown reasons. Twaine found him by coincidence, but he recognized Étienne. Twaine is not the kind of man who would save another person, for any reason.

Étienne is money, or power. Possibly both, but Sioanna is completely unaware. She's dumb because she has been taught nothing, and she is constantly haunted by her brother.

Eli bullies Étienne IMMEDIATELY, and he does it hard. Sioanna joins in to entertain Eli. She believes it will make him less violent. She is trying to help Étienne....but she's also trying to help herself.

It backfires.

Eli orders her to beat him, hard.

Sioanna doesn't enjoy playing the part of the cruel lady. She hates looking at Étienne while he suffers, but it's him or her. Eli will beat both of them if she doesn't....do it.

It's not a shock when they become friends.

Sioanna is kind and beautiful under her stutter and her cruel lies. Étienne says he will be whatever she needs him to be. He looks at her like she is everything.

They do fight.

Their mutual obsession becomes hard to handle.

Étienne leaves, but he returns to take her as his bride, with the same obsession in his eyes.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #webtoon #The Bondservant

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cevansbaby-dove · 29 days

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Love blooms In Boston.

Pairing: Chris Evans X OFC! Ellie Evans.

Summary: the kids ask Ellie about her and chris's wedding day.

Warnings: None just fluff!

This will be all in Ellie's Pov.

I watch ivy from the couch play with Matty as I feed Ava. Ivy says. "Mommy should tell us a story" Matty nods and they stand up and walk to me and sit on the couch. "Mommy tell us a story please"

I smile. "Hmm what kind?" Matty says. "When you and daddy got married! we haven't heard of that one" Ivy nods. "yes wedding!"

"okay okay well..."

Matty shouts. "I heard he had long air!" I giggle. "hair....and yes he did but that was after he filmed for a movie." Ivy says. "Daddy had long hair?? wow! I want to see"

I pull out my phone and pull up pictures from that day.

"Daddy handsome" I hear Ivy say. I smile. "Yes he was and he still is" Matty looks at me. "But daddy has no long air"

"Well no not anymore but he's still good looking" Ivy smiles. "I want to marry someone like daddy!"

I giggle. "I hope you three marry someone who loves you through the good and bad just like your father and I do everyday."

Flashback*

"Ellie come on we're going to be late!" I heard my mother say as she got her dress on. "Mom calm down i'm the one getting married remember"

I fix my hair into this cute bun.

I then hear my head bridesmaid say. "Ellie! your veil is still on its way!" I turn. "I walk through those doors in less than an hour and your just telling me this!?"

I groan. "Fuck!" My mother places her hand on my arm. "it'll be okay Ellie" I nod. "I hope so"

I get into my wedding dress. This is how it looks.

My mother and I get ready for pictures and then I get a text from Chris.

Chris-hey Ellie my love, I lost my mickey watch!! Where is it?

Ellie-my dad has it babe :)

Chris-oh thank God! thanks see ya

I smile and tell the girls what Chris texted me about and they say. "Aw!" one says. "Prince can't marry his princess without his mickey watch!" We all break into a laughing fit and I say. "God that is bad"

I fan my eyes. "Girls made me laugh so hard i'm crying!" My dad knocks on the door and I say. "Do I look ok?" My mom smiles. "You look beautiful"

I smile and hug her. "I love you mom" She rubs my back. "I love you too" My friends walk out and my dad says. "Is She ready?" One of my friends say. "yes"

I look at my mom and she says. "See you soon" I nod. "See ya" My dad walks in and I turn around and he smiles. "Wow Ellie, you look like a queen."

"What happened to princess?" He takes my hands in his. "that's for little girls. your a queen now" I smile. "Thanks dad" I hug him and My mom says. "two minutes!"

I pull away and look at my dad. "Ready?" He turns and holds his arm out. "ready"

Chris is rushing around the church and he hears Scott say. "dude for fucks sake cool down jezz" Chris stands at the altar and says. "this like!?"

Lisa giggles. "No you walk me in young man" Chris looks at his mom. "Oh right!" he runs down the aisle and stands by her and he says. "I feel like passing out..."

"Calm down Chris please" He shakes his head. "I...can't" She says to Scott. "Call Ellie please" He nods and dials my number my mom hears it and says. "Ellie someone is calling you!"

I hear her rushes to my father and I. I take my phone and see it's scott. I pick up. "Hey scott-" "Ellie Your soon to be hubby is having a panic attack"

I look at my dad. "Where is he?" "In front of the doors" I nod. "I'll be right there" I hang up. "Uh give me a few" I take off running I kick my heels off and pick my dress up running faster.

i turn and see Chris is sitting in the church I walk over and kneel in front of him placing my hand on his cheek. "hey babe sh hey i'm right here just breathe"

His blue eyes meet my green eyes and he says. "Eleanor? What...are you doing here?" I smile. "Scott called me" he smiles and I say. "You ok?" he nods. 'I think I'm just nervous"

I sit by him rubbing his back. "Shhh come here" He leans his head on my chest and after a few minutes he and I talk about it and he then says. "My god you look amazing Ellie" I smile. "It's bad luck but I didn't care I needed to be here for you"

I give him a kiss and then he says. "I'm okay now you should go get ready to become my wife" I giggle and hug him. "I love you i'll see you soon" He kisses my head and says. "Thank you"

I walk away and get my shoes back on then fix my hair. I stand by my dad and he says. "Everything ok?" I nod . "Chris is ok" We stand at the doors and I hear my song come on.

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I see Chris at the altar and I smile as my father and I walk slowly to him. My dad turns and gives me a hug and the pastor says. "Who gives this woman to this man?"

My father looks at Chris then at the pastor. "I do" Chris takes my father's hand shaking it and my dad says. "Treat her right" Chris laughs. "You know I will sir"

Chris takes my hand and I stare into his blue eyes and smile. "Hey" he said softly. "hi" I said with a big smile.

"Dearly beloved we are here today to join this man and this woman in marriage, Chris And Ellie have written their own vows and Chris will read his.

Chris takes a paper from Scott behind him and he smiles. "Damn I wrote this like five minute before I got here" Everyone laughs softly and I giggle. "Sounds about right bubba"

Chris says.

“Ellie, my love from the moment our paths crossed, I knew destiny had whispered our names in the same breath. It was a crowded coffee shop where we met, and you, with your contagious laughter and that endearing clumsiness, collided into my world. The warmth of your spilled drink seeped through my shirt, but it was your eyes that truly soaked into my soul. Six years of shared secrets, stolen kisses, and countless sunrises. We’ve danced through the seasons, our love blossoming like spring flowers. But Ellie, there’s magic in your eyes that transcends time. When you look at children, their innocence reflected in your gaze, or when you cradle a wounded animal, your compassion ignites a thousand stars. Today, as we stand here, surrounded by our loved ones, I promise to cherish those eyes, the windows to your beautiful heart. I vow to be your partner in every adventure, whether its chasing sunsets or wiping away tears. Ellie, your eyes light up our world, and in their reflection, I find my forever. So, my beloved Ellie, let’s continue this journey, hand in hand, heart to heart, wherever life leads us. With you, every day is an adventure, and every moment is a treasure. I love you, not just for who you are, but for the light you bring into my life.”

I wipe away tears. "How do I top that!?" Everyone laughs and Chris smiles and looks at me with tears in his Blue eyes I reach out and wipe them away. "Starting out vows early!" Chris laughs. "You mean the world to me"

I smile and my friend hands me my vows. "I might cry more but here I go"

“Chris, my partner in laughter and in quiet moments, our love story began with a coffee spill. A serendipitous collision that changed the course of lives. Six years ago, you walked into my world, and suddenly, everything felt brighter. Today, surrounded by our loved ones, I stand before you, my heart overflowing. Chris, you are my compass, guiding me through uncharted territories. Your unwavering support has been my anchor, and your laughter, my favorite melody. Remember those sunsets we chased? Each one was a promise, a whisper of forever. And when life’s storms raged, we held hands, our love sheltering us. But Chris, there’s something magical about your smile, your eyes, the way they light up when children giggle or animals, or Dodger nuzzle close. In those moments, I see our future, the warmth of family, the joy of shared adventures. So, today, I vow to be your partner in every extraordinary adventure. I promise to cherish your quirks, the way you hum cooking, the crinkles around your eyes when you smile. I’ll be brave with you, crossing creeks and climbing mountains. And when we stumble, I’ll hold your hand, knowing that together, we’ll find out way. Chris, you are my home, my safe haven. With you, I’ve discovered courage, vulnerability, and the beauty of love. So, let’s continue this journey, hand in hand, heart to heart. I love you, not just for who you are, but for the light you bring into my life. Forever and always, my beloved Chris.”

Now it's chris's turn to wipe away my tears on my face. "Aww" I hear my mom and his mom say.

The pastor smiles. "well I have never been to more of a crying feast then here!" Chris and I laugh and the pastor says. "Well then"

"I now have the honor to pronounce you Mister and Misses Evans, You may kiss your bride" Chris wraps his arms around me whispering. "I love you" He kisses me and dips me making me feel like I am flying.

I stand and laugh. "I love you too"

End flashback.

"that is how our wedding day was" I look at at my kids who are now fast asleep on my lap. Chris says. "Did our wedding day bore them?" I look up at him with a smile. "Seems like it" I giggle.

Chris walks to me and sits by me and says. "Everyday with you is amazing" he kisses me and looks at our sleepy kids and he smiles. 'I love you Misses Evans"

I lean my head on his shoulder. "I love you too Mister Evans"

The End.

Shout out to my bff for helping with the vows!! @cutedisneygrl Your amazing!! I love you so much girly thank you so much for your help!

Thank you to @hollybee8917 For coming up with the name of this drabble and making the mood board for it!! thank you so much hunny!!

Tags:@nicoline1998enilocin @bookishtheaterlover7 @patzammit @armystay89 @angelbabyyy99 @k-slla @jackles010378

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bohemian-nights · 1 month

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Just came from Team Black discourse and jezz,that people oozed racism from their skin. Dumbnyra stans proclaim Addam is the most important dragonseed so of course he would appear first and Nettles is ""Uninteresting and boring."/"she’s way overhyped and people often talk about her like she’s some YA protagonist rather than a side character in asoiaf"(their words)

Pardon me, even GRRM said he wanted to explore Nettles's story. Also have they seen how freaking lame is Missy Anne which basically did nothing on the war, her dragon sucks and was the only ruler kicked out from the throne by the smallfolk.

No offense to Addam, but they hype him up like that cause even though queen crazy tried to kill/maim him, that man stayed loyal to her and died for her.

He is literally the only dragonseed that stayed loyal to her. His sole purpose is to be loyal to her and sacrifice his life for her which is why this is the only official artwork/picture we have of him:

The Loyal inscription looks like it is encased in a heart. Cough, he does what they wish Daemon did, cough.

In the end, his sacrifice is ultimately meaningless because the queen he died to protect ends up dying too.

The boy who dies and has no legacy(Alyn is the one who carries on the Velaryon name), is not nor will ever be more important than Nettles, but of course, he is going to get all the kudos instead of the girl who she tried to murder in her sleep because she couldn't stand that her husband fell in love with a Black girl(just like her weirdo stans).

They can say what they like though cause if Nettles was truly irrelevant/uninteresting she would’ve died, they would treat her like they do Mysaria, and yeah GRRM wouldn't have said this.

Now I won't dunk on them for liking Missy Anne. She has qualities, but there are plenty of people who love secondary characters(which is what Nettles is) more than the major players(see the Hunger Games, Harry Potter, and Star Wars fandoms to name a few).

Case in point, you have people who made up a whole backstory about General Hux from Star Wars (who is just a secondary character) with him being abused by his father and having some cat named Millicent. People were creating more content for him than they were Finn who was a main character(which I won't get into, but the Star Wars fandom is a fucking mess for the same reasons as the HOTD fandom).

So people liking/hyping up Nettles for being a bastard orphan girl who claims a wild dragon, has a prince willing to die for her, and survives the Dance(all canonical things mind you) doesn’t even top the turning secondary/minor characters into YA protagonists list and Nettles barely has any fans to begin with.

One can count the people who consistently post about her and/or who genuinely care about her character on about two hands and some change. These people are spazzing out over a fandom that consists of like 20 people (which makes this all the more hilarious). I wish she was more hyped than she was cause she's an awesome character, but she isn't that popular at all.

I cannot repeat this enough, they only shit on Nettles cause she isn't there to serve as Missy Anne’s mammy. That’s the only time they like Black women or Black characters and don’t mind us being included.

We have to serve them to be deemed worthy of inclusion(hence why they welcome a racebent Addam), but Nettles has her own story arc complete with surviving the Dance(she’s the only one who fought in the war that still had her dragon) and become a fire witch/goddess.

If that's being uninteresting, well then, she’s a very uninteresting character.

#bnasks #bnask #nettles #bitches are obsessed #they can stay mad 💅🏽#nettles was that girl and she survived them all

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95jezzica · 5 months

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Kakashi Shipping Musings

Tbh I'm pretty neutral/more of a multi-shipper about Kakashi's ships nowadays, but I do think it's interesting to see how many of the ships have the potential to provide different things for Kakashi.

"Jezz, what the hell are you talking about this time?"

Bear with me here, but well, Kakashi has more ships than I can count at this point, SO! Just to mention some examples:

First up we have Gai, who is Kakashi's constant. Kakashi's other side of the coin who never gave up on him. They've known each other since childhood, with all that entails, and I'd argue that Gai is likely the person who (in canon) knows Kakashi the best out of everyone - including past Obito and Rin. Gai has seen and BEEN with Kakashi at his absolute worst, but also seen and been there as Kakashi slowly worked through it all and came out alive on the other side. Gai might call Kakashi his rival, but it's obvious they're best friends, and they completely trusts each other to 120%.

Secondly we have Iruka, who I'd argue is perfect as Kakashi's grounding. The one who takes Kakashi down a peg or two when needed. Iruka has both called Kakashi out on his bullshit in the past and continues to do so as well, but it's still obvious they respect each other a great deal. Naruto is obviously something that connects them, but from the little I've watched the Boruto series it's obvious Kakashi and Iruka are also portrayed them as friends on their own.

(Which is honestly a great foundation of any relationship - start as friends before you see if you also want something else out of it. After all, why choose between getting a friend or a partner when you can get both in the same person?).

My last example is Kurenai. There's something bittersweet there, but I do think she and Kakashi could make a great couple. Something sweet, and in a sense a... calm lull of love? Especially compared to the other ones he's shipped with. Anyway, Kurenai lost her partner and father of their child when Asuma died, and Kakashi lost one of his good friends. But they made it through. They still live. Kurenai also has a bunch of moments where she shows pretty good insight into Kakashi's thoughts, and there's a lot of understanding between the two of them. I guess my bottom-line is that I see some great potential in a relationship between Kakashi and Kurenai. Additional bonus is that the thought of Kakashi accidentally becoming the bonus dad/older uncle-figure to Mirai is kind of funny, because he probably thought he was done with raising children in any capacity after the mess that was Team 7 (which honestly wasn't his fault). Like sure, Kakashi will do it and he loves the child (Mirai), but he sure as heck didn't plan for this. x'D

There's obviously a lot of ships out there for Kakashi (such as with Yamato, Rin and Obito just to mention another 3), but my point is that different ships with Kakashi provides very different vibes of what they'd do and provide for Kakashi. None of them are wrong or better than the other(s), but I find them interesting to keep in mind.

Though Idk. Maybe my 4am musings won't make sense to anyone else. x)

#Naruto #Hatake Kakashi #Kakashi #Hatake #Naruto Shippuden #Maito Gai #Umino Iruka #Yuuhi Kurenai #Uchiha Obito #Yamato #Tenzo #Naruto Shipping Musings #I should probably sleep

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wpdariacutnes · 8 months

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Me: calm down, dogo is zero's wife because they got married repliforce because they can marry their own spihis but tree family so that's what colonel did in the end as bro zero said and that's all that iris slightly had a heart attack when dogo omost merry a bratcher hey also once oks she was yeah zero save her a self wona merry her so enifing fine

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Cedar: and dad going kill me

"It's cool, Stella and Dogo are like crazy, their butts are hanging so much that they can only move them with self a legs only"

Dogo: But what's the point of us still having me and her like take care of you anyway, as if it were logical

Cedar: does anyone know where she is?

Stella: I not See her a what heppend like is enifing rezan a so knows reddy?

Dogo: no relly only buy rame a zero tim so canda bit stupid

Cedar: because my father wants it, because the family is applauding

Dogo: but she didn't buy a dog * little cofuz*

Stella: some news kid? Child?

Cedar: no no is not have Child a what out a little head *cofuze*

Stella: well I das ask like enifing dys a dill like enifing bit logic enifing sidacion

Cedar: okey like yeah enifing sidacion

Stella: emm bit cofuze ask but you coll her a telefon

Cedar: !? She. . She a telefon * grap a stella side*

Stella: like yeah? Like enifing dys enifing get telefon and you code gif her but wery lot ego wery ego like neber a fish on shop

Cedar: * wery cofuze* and coll you dys

Stella: yes

Cedar: *look dys and yeah is sowing take telefon* ohhh i canda understand

Stella: so. . . Enifing coll her

Cedar: HOW

Stella: * cofuze * a you never get dys

Cedar: nope

Stella: deam you so "she so old because neo hair "

Cedar: is not me fult

Stella: yeah I knows but canda bit new is life

Cedar: but me fatcher is finks a too jonger

Stella: emmm how??? I canda gif you telefon but not use dys because get 3 so enifing better enifing jezz you so old a hirding DYS you not a shiti furry guy

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Offical note: 11.09.2023.r

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#rosepink_megaman_ver #megamancomunity #mereal #wpexpleing #parents take rule #youtube #art 2023

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goblinfvckr · 5 years

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#this laugh omfg #i'm....#by jezz #the band ghost #tobias forge #thank u tender father #thank u bbc

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deadplushiie · 4 years

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when ur dad abuses u and ur mom and then when the whole thing is finally brought to court but for some ✨MAGICAL✨ reason ur mom (even though she was abused by him as well) says that they shouldn't take ur dad to prison bc "my daughter needs a father!!!!!1!1!1" LIKE BITCH TF

#abuse tw #father mention #thankfully a few years later my mom now realizes that my dad is a big fucking piece of shit and has cut off all contact with him #so that's good #welcome to another episode of thank god my father doesnt know what tumblr is!#jezz says stuff #🧸

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 4 years

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❛ A MIRACLE ❜

with Angel Reyes.

Warnings: none, just a lot of fluffiness.

Word count: about 1.5k

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: to the author.

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“Where you at, mi dulce?”

“I'm with Pop”.

“He okay?”

“Kinda like. He called me because he wasn't feeling good. Stomach ache. But, don' worry. I prepared him a good dinner. Why don' you come with EZ?”

“Yeah, okay. We're on our way”.

Hanging up the call, you frown at Felipe, who is not paying attention to your indications, setting the table with some grunts. Rolling your eyes, you walk towards him to take the cutlery off from his hands.

“Pop, sit down, please”.

“I wanna help, mija”.

“You help me sitting down”. Chuckling, you continue the task, hearing him complaining in murmurs. “Your boys are coming too”.

“Good”.

Coming back to the kitchen, you take a spoon of soap to taste the salt in it. It's perfect and the smell is simply delicious. You couldn't imagine almost a year ago that you would be the connection between the three Reyes, after what Angel told you about his family. With your eyes fixed on Marisol's urn, you can't help but pucker your lips with a soft smile on them. She would be proud. And you would have liked to meet her. Your boyfriend always says that she would have loved you, and you can't agree more. Sometimes you find yourself talking to her about her family, about what they have done through the day, or even about you. You understand Felipe. You understand why he does it. Sometimes it helps, feeling like if she actually was listening to you.

Bringing the saucepan to the table, placing it over a wooden board, taking off the cover to put it aside. Felipe leans forward, getting a whiff from it with both eyes closed. The pleased humm in his throat makes you know that he is delighted.

“Smells good, mija”.

“Tastes better, you'll see”. Palming his shoulder, you turn to the window next to the main door.

The characteristic sound, which you are used to living with, is increasing as the motorcycles drive through the neighborhood until parking in front of the house. Going to the entrance, you wait for them resting your body against the frame. Getting off from their bikes, EZ smirks at you when he's able to hug you tightly, upstairs. Pecking your cheek, he comes inside to greet his grumpy father. In the meantime that your boyfriend embraces you closer, resting his forehead over your chest, curving a little his back.

“Been all day without seeing you”. He mutters, raising his face to reach your lips.

A softly and slow kiss caresses them, taking his time to enjoy your warmth, wrapping him with both arms.

“You missed me?”

“A lot, mi angelito”. You say with a honeyed tone of voice. “C'mon. Dinner is gonna get cold”.

“Yeah”. He nods.

His heavy steps go straight to his father, placing a kiss on top of his head.

“What's up, Pop?” Angel asks sitting at the table, by his left.

“Jezz, it smells so good, (Y/N)”. EZ says, waiting for you to serve the soup. “What's in it?”

“Rice and chicken. A classic”. You reply very proudly.

When the dinner is finished and the younger Reyes has taken charge of cleaning the kitchen, you share some beers in the living room watching a movie. Ezekiel is now lying on the recliner next to Pop's couch, while your boyfriend and you are sharing the sofa behind them. You actually aren't paying attention to the TV. Facing each other, with a leg over his, your arms are tangled on his neck and his on your waist. You love that sofa because, even if it's a little small for you two, that let you be so, so close. Traveling one of your hands to his right cheekbone, you caress it with your fingertips before touring his dense beard covering the line of his jaw. Angel has his eyes closed, peacefully breathing, but awake. Just enjoying your displays of love. Almost one year, and you keep falling for him every day a little more.

Bowing slightly, you press his cheek with your lips, leaving soft and shorts kisses not wanting to disturb his calm. But you kiss every single inch of his face; his temple, his forehead, the bridge of his nose, the tip of it, his chin. Until reaching his lips. At first, it's just an ephemeral taste. The beer on them gets mixed with your. He licks himself slowly, drawing a light smile on them waiting for another one. Touching his nose with yours, you kiss him again. His arms hold you a little closer, a little tightly, needing your proximity. You two look like two teens under EZ and Pop's eyes, who smile delighted looking at each other. And there's nothing sexual there. You could spend hours kissing him, just enjoying his tongue playing with yours and running out of air, to end up laughing. Your hand caresses his throat, while your lips continue dancing with his in a romantic and a measured improvisate choreography. You can feel his warm breathing, through his nose, colliding to your skin. With your leg around his waist, you push him so much closer until there's no distance between your chests.

You don't know how you have been living without him all your life. Angel either. Everybody says that you're like the light that illuminated his darkness, that he has changed since you met, to a small extent. Now he's more well-balanced. He thinks before acting. And he is mostly wearing a kind smile, good-humored. You know all his secrets, all his fears, all his insecurities; and for Angel is amazing how, knowing everything about him, you are still loving him without judging. Helping him to be his best version. Not only that, but helping him to have a close relationship with Felipe. That man is pig-headed to the limits, but he appreciates and loves you since the moment Angel introduces you. He is the first one who began to see the change in his son.

When your lips get separated in a clingy way, as if they were stuck, Angel is looking at you with a gaze full of love. Hiding his face on the gap of your neck, he takes a long deep breath of your scent, putting his lips there to kiss your skin so gently that gives you some nice chills. Your fingertips stroke his scalp, while he looks for some more calm.

“How I have been so lucky to find you?” You whisper into his ear, feeling his mouth curving in a fleeting smile. Just for a moment.

“I'm the lucky one, mi dulce”. He replies without hesitation, and a purr fixed in his throat. “Te amo”.

“Y yo a ti, mi angelito”.

Molding your body to his and resting your head over the cushion, you close your eyes. After a long day at the hospital, you are so tired that you don't care to fall asleep there. And it doesn't take you too much time, focused on Angel's breathing and his hands caressing your back. The only thing you feel after that, as if it was part of your dreams, is the brief weight of a blanket covering you two and a kiss on your forehead. Tightening your arms around your boyfriend by inertia, you continue immersed in your sleep.

Waking up bit by bit, hearing some noises inside the kitchen, you turn on the sofa. Angel isn't there anymore. Ezekiel and Felipe either. Getting up and stretching your back and arms, you walk barefoot following their voices.

“... and sometimes I find her talking to your mother”.

“How's tha'?” Angel whispers a little confused, having a sip from his mug.

“Yeah. When she's here, she talks to her. About you, about me, about your brother”. Felipe explains. “I really like her for you, mijo. She cares about you”.

“I know, Pop”.

“Good morning”.

Coming into the kitchen, after some seconds of silence, the three men turn at you to greet you.

“Buenos días, Marisol”. You mumble, slightly touching the urn, before continuing to kiss every man there.

Sitting on Angel's lap, you steal his coffee to drink it, hiding a delighted smile against the porcelain.

“You slept well?” He asks, placing a kiss on your shoulder. You just nod, putting an arm behind his neck. “Good… Plans fo' today?”

“Nothing, actually. Got a day off. Maybe I'll go to see Bishop. He told me that he needs some help with one of Vicki's girls”.

“Hm”.

“Feeling better, Pop?” Turning to the old man, he smirks at you. “Not lying to make me leave?”

“Not lying, mija. Your soup was like a miracle”.

“She is a miracle, papa”. Angel replies, rolling his eyes as if it wasn't obvious.

“And more like a trouble when she gets drunk”. Ezekiel laughs loudly, probably referring to the last Mayan party where you drank too much and maybe you lost control a little.

“Shut up, prospect”. Hitting his shoulder, you end up laughing too. “Anyway, call me if you feel sick again, okay? Got nothing important to do today”.

“I will keep it in mind, mija”.

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fullgrimdark · 9 months

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this is my favorite picture of jezz

#father jezz #my art #slaanesh #daemonette

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ofkingsnqueens · 3 years

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george sear, gay, cis man + he/him ― hey look, it’s nik lewis! they’re twenty six years old, they’ve lived in shrike heights for three weeks, and they’re currently working at jazzercise studio. i heard they’re pretty impulsive, but i think they’re so versatile at the same time. can they make it out alive? || jezz, 25+, she/they

ok here’s numero 3 and i promise i’ll have some chill after him and actually write.

he’s nat lewis’ twin. they were both adopted at around the age of thirteen, to a couple of gay dads. they are kind of the middle children of seven siblings. it’s a wild life, but they couldn’t have it any other way. one of them is an oxford language and literature professor, and the other is a famous children’s book writer. they live a happy life, but them twins are the reckless pair. he’s also related to rose lewis, whose the youngest son of the family.

their family is full of smart kids, who learned to speak five languages before the age of ten. nik was always a little slower, so he only picked up italian and pretends to know a little bit of french just to impress the boys. he never cared too much, though. the siblings always wanted to be best at anything, nik only wanted to be pretty. his sister nat, turned out a little bit wild in search for attention, and nik followed in closely, because he would do anything his sister did. they are TIGHT as any pair of twins.

the lewis family is heavily artsitic. nik chose drama, so he graduated as an actor, but has never really tried to do something about it. he hopes he will someday, but there’s a little bit of fear that he’s actually good for nothing, so he compensates it with the hopes to marry rich and just be a trophy husband for the rest of his life.

nat and nik traveled the world for a bit, going to expensive beaches, eating expensive food, going out every night of the week. until one day, their cards stopped working. and when they got to somewhere with internet, they received a long email from their father telling them all about rose’s new work ethic. and how they needed to find some of their own. so, with that, you have two 26 year old children being shipped off to a mall town in colorado.

M I S C E L A N E O U S

he works at jazzercise because he likes to keep himself fit. he wears bright colored leggings all the time, he loves them, is not embarrassed to go out in them. them old ladies bring their daughters and grand daughters to see him, because they think he’s a good boy to marry them. little did they know he’s looking at their sons and husbands.

very small? probs like 5′6ish. and he’s always looked younger than he is. he compensates by muscle. he’s no twink. he’s a twunk.

he will flirt with anything coming his way. will flirt to get food with anyone working restaurants and fast food, and to get discounts even though he doesn’t need them.

very soft. very small. very insecure. but he puts up a good front that says the total opposite. he dreams of love and romance, but thinks he just deserves the sugar of a sugar daddy relationship, if u kno what i mean.

if you’ve heard a rumor of him fucking someone in any random place of the mall, it’s probably true.

C O N N E C T I O N S

hook ups. lots of them.

someone with a crush on him but he’s oblivious.

new friends

party friends

people who don’t like him

friends of nat and/or rose

idk hit me with ur best shot. i’ll say yes.

#nik.intro #shrikeintro

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clockotea · 3 years

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Do I have many ideas? Ha yes. Do I ever work on them or make a Schedule? Ha no😃 HOWEVER, I'm gonna try to write/get started this all in the spand of 24 hours. Minus some school work🥳

Outsiders-

Arcana-

Fictif-

COMING SOON TO A THEATER NEAR YOUUUUU

I deadass cannot find any good Steve fics. Is it gonna be angst? Yeah, what about?

So Steve fic, main plot is that his father kicks him out for the last and final time. I will create a headcanon on this one but the idea is rattling in my brain. As I said angst.

I want to do one about Ponyboy and his girlfriend but idk how y'all would picture her. So this one is extremely iffy.

It would be mainly fluff. Darry and Soda finding out about her from as i mentioned in my headcanon.

Stevepoppppppppp. I can't find may fics of Stevepop without the author making Sodapop extremely feminine and out of character like . "UwU Stevie come help me get outta my pants, my small weak fingers cannot do it" I am so sorry to the authors who don't write stevepop like this. You are appreciated

It would be about Steve going off to college and they spend their last night together. Jezz i might have to create a whole thing dedicated to head cannons about Steve.

TWO-BIT PLEASEEEEE. I was thinking about making Two-Bit a main role in the Johnny and Dallas one imma mention. But we need some Two-Bit appreciation. 💅

I like to think that Two-bits father walked out(if the book mentioned something different, i didn't catch it) So this would be about his father trying to reconnect and Two-bit just shutting down.

I love Dallas. So much istg- I don't likr writing Dallas alone because he's so different in each chapter and everyone narrows it down to just him being aggressive.(As i said i love Dally, and have put a lot of thought into his character) He needed Johnny so heres a Johnny x Dallas fic

It would be like royal Au bc on insta i've been seeing alot about it. Dallas being a prince and Johnny being a son of a bic- ... baker? Tavern owner? idk yet.

FACE CLAIMS SOON I PROMISE

AFTER FACECLAIMS CURLY AND TIM BROTHERLY LOVE WILL COME OUTTT AND DARRY GETTIN MARRIED IDK

Arcana

We are w Nadia lovers, bum bum bum bum bum*we are farmers tune*

So, YEAH. During Nadias route I always thought Nadia was extremely dominant and knew what she wanted, and that she deserved it. When we see her Being vulnerable it's more about self doubt of her past decisions so expect something along angst. Haven't thought this through

Asra? Mhm yes

havent thought it out, watch out though. It will come soon.

Fictif

I LOVE JICKY VALENTINO. i KINDA DESTROYED MY HEART WITH RED RHINESTONES,

so imma create a squeal but where*Spoiler* Nicky and Mc dont get shot.

Nicky getting married(fluff)

no plot yet

Nicky and assassin(angst)

no plot yet

#fictif nicky #matt dillon #dallas winston #fictif two against the world #nicky valentino #the outsiders sodapop #theoutsiders #two bit mathews #steve randle #darry curtis #ponyboy

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twstdwndrlndamateurs · 3 years

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Ali Abu Narya of the Hot Sands Land

Episode 1-5

Let’s do the best research.

Mirror of Chambers

Jamil: good morning, Headmaster.

Crowley: yes, good morning.

Jamil: thank you for letting use the mirror.

Kalim: true, true! You saved us!

Crowley: Mr. Asim has been trough a dark path, right? From now on I will be helping you. Me, because I am so nice. Your father asked me to help, right? So if I can, I would like to save you some time.

Trey: as I expected from the Headmaster. No apologies.

Headmaster: well, listen to me all you. The talking is done. It will be bad to make (him) wait.

Jamil: him? Aah, Lilia and his friend probably. Seems that they came early here.

Crowley: ooww? In fact the guest came very early, but the one that all you are waiting for… is not Mr. Vanrouge.

Kamil: eh? It’s not Lilia? Then must be Silver then.

Malleus: morning.

Jamil: Malleus!?

Malleus: we go now to the Country of the Hot Sands, right? Let me acompany you.

All them( except Kamil): eeeeeeeh!?

Jamil: Lilia has invited not Silver but Malleus!?

Trey: that’s what Lilia sayed, uh? This is the Social Experiment.

Malleus: as the next King of the Valley of Thorns, I almost could not leave my country. So I though I wanted to expand my horizons… but the guys if the Senate they were always complaining. So, Lilia invited me to this trip. Because is actually IN the campus, and it’s going to be funny…he sayed.

Cater: Lilia, what a nice guy ^__^

Kamil: oh? But, Lilia is not here.

Malleus: aaah. This morning suddenly his estomague hurt. Seems that he is sick. So, the only one that goes is me.

All (except Kamil): eeeeeeeh!!!???

Malleus: Lilia, yesterday eating at the cafeteria sayed “Oh, this is bad”. And from the floor he sayed “This is a good opportunity, you go and have fun instead o me…”. So, although this is going to be my first trip, for the sake of Lilia, let’s have a proficient trip to the Country of the Hot Sands.

Jamil: how can you go traveling without scort on your first time…!?

Kamil: I see… so that’s what have happened. It’s a pitty that Lilia can’t come, but…let’s made you to enjoy the best experience, Malleus! Of course we will have a proficient trip to the Country of the Hot Sands!

Jamil: WAIT…!!! Kalim… Malleus is from the Royalty of the Valley of the Thorns.

Kamil: so? What with that?

Jamil: well… without the supervision of Lilia, what will happen if something bad occur to Malleus? There can be a country diplomatic problem! And it will be our fault!

Malleus: you are worried about my grade so much, I am not sick.

Jamil: is, is not like that…

Malleus: what happen, Viper? Before… maybe my presence is annoying?

Jamil: no! Not at all! I have a lot of rumors about Malleus before, is not annoying really…

Malleus: I though I had been invited… did I mistake again? Seems that I pushed again without knowing.

Jamil: it’s, it’s not like that…!

Trey: ey, I can’t hear them from this distance.

Cater: me too… oh, it was a very nice day till now.

Grim: Thorn Taro’s face became suddenly very sad…!

Jamil: (ugh… the mood of Malleus is getting bad by moments…)

Crowley: Mr.Draconia has been waiting fir you 3 hours here, you know.

Cater: wow! Sure Malleus really was expecting to have fun!

Kamil: ey, Jamil. Why are you exaggerating so much? I am going to a trip with my friends, that’s all. It’s a normal thing, right?

Malleus: aah. If we are “Just schoolmates” that go to hometown, then there will no problem, right?

Jamil: well, no, is not like there is a problem, but…

Trey: anytime Jamil is concientious…a real sight.

Cater: Malleus and Kamil too, although they know the bitterness around, they just wanna have fun.

Jamil: jezz, alright. Malleus will come around because there’s no choice.

Cater: this is… not fun anymore. It became dangerous, right? ^_^

Trey: I was thinking from the start… you only are thinking in the photos you will take, right?

Headmaster: alright, listen to me all, have a nice trip! Ah, if any trouble occurs, I will no let you go again!

Jamil: this year, Fireworks Festival in Yasamina seems to be tumultuous…

Grim: allright, Country of the Hot Sands, let’s go!

#twisted wonderland #translation

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thatringboy · 4 years

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New York? (a bnha fanfic)

The two were in the local mall waiting for their mentor hero while he shopped. They had taken pictures with two groups of kindergartners and other passerby all morning and even had to wave away journalists who were interested in the "inside the Todoroki house" scoop. To make up for the hectic morning, Sero treated his friend with ice cream for lunch. It wasn't the healthiest, but they were two high school freshmen who had been left alone in a mall wearing super hero costumes - what else were they expected to do? Todoroki didn't often indulge himself and hanging around Sero was teaching him valuable things about the general population.

As they sat in the food court eating gelatto, Todoroki looked at Sero with a frown. "So as I understand it, 'cracking open a cold one with the boys' does not mean preforming an autopsy on a dead body?"

Sero almost choked on his spoon. "What? Heck no! Who told you that? 'Cracking open a cold one with the boys' means that you're having a beer with friends! Jezz, have you been living under a rock?"

Todoroki ate another bite of cherry gelatto. He used his fire quirk so that he wouldn't get a brain freeze and smirked when Sero soon doubled over holding his head. Sero ripped off his helmet and pressed the bottom of his palms into his skull He frowned and threw a napkin at Todoroki when he saw his grin. "Haha, very funny. Just because you don't get brain freezes doesn't mean that you're above the rest of us common folk."

"No, that's exactly what it means." Todoroki sat back in his chair. He liked being more relaxed out in public now that he had more friends. It was nice to know that not everyone examined him under a microscope and compared him to his father. Sero put his helmet back on and took another wary bite of gelatto. "So, wanna head by the manga store after this? I heard that they're having a discount on the first volume of that new Shonen Jump."

Todoroki finished his dessert and nodded. "Alright, I'll pay."

"No you won't - you've been paying all morning!" Sero finished his as well. Todoroki pulled a credit card from his pocket. "Actually, my old man has been paying."

Sero took the card and looked it over in amazement. "When did you swipe this? Won't he notice it's missing?"

Todoroki took the card back and slipped it back into his pocket. "If he misses it, he would've come looking for us by now."

Sero stood up and shook his head with a smile. "Bro, you're dancing with the devil."

Todoroki stood up as well and tossed their trash away. "No, I've danced with Bakugou before - he's actually a better dancer than my father is by a long shot."

Sero didn't want to unpack that sentence, so he just shrugged and started walking towards the manga store.

(just a little excerpt from a bnha x marvel fanfic I’m working on instead of actually working because why not)

#bnha #bnha hanta sero #bnha shoto todoroki #hanta sero #shoto todoroki #bnha cellophane #cellophane #bnha seroroki #seroroki #bnha fanfiction #fanfiction #bnha memes

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Page 3 - Mindset - Pre-war memories of Lucy Feit,

It was late afternoon. Lucy just came back from gathering the evidence for the current case but Harrison didn’t look too happy, brushing the chin with his fingers and waiting for her to approach his desk.

- Do i really need to take these? Lucy rolled eyes at Harrison pulling out new jar of pills from pocket.

-Feit, keep it going and soon i will need to hire a goddamn cleaning service after you. Five fucking bodies in a month? You are suppose to gather intelligence, not make a fucking mess out of them. Harrison said firmly and threw a jar towards her.

- Not my fault they are such a dicks and they make my job harder. What are they doing anyway, i don’t feel any change after them. She shrugged and sat on the side of his desk.

- Without them it would have been probably ten instead of five dead people Feit. You got your medical check from the best service down there and it is clear you need to take medicine to focus better on the task, not your stupid impulses or whatever is in that head of yours.

- Fine. She sighted and pulled out a pill out of jar. - I still don’t get why are they freaking...pink..

- Don’t get upset Feit, i might have something for you after all. He waved a roll of money in front of her face knowing it will bring her a soft smile.

-This time its from me, not down there so you better don’t let me fucking down, alright kid? She nodded and snapped the money from his hand.

- To your surprise, i need you to actually kill someone tonight. He handed her a photo of a white middle aged man.

- Who is he? She looked on the photo and slipped a pill into her mouth crushing it shortly after with her teeth.

- Now Feit, that is the hard part. No questions, you don’t care who is he. I just want you to pull your boyfriend tonight to the cinema where he will be and get rid of him. I don’t care how.

- Wait...you want me to kill a person while i’m on a date? This is crazy. She stopped on chewing a pill for a few seconds before throwing her hands to the sides.

- Crazy? If you would look back on what you did before maybe you would call yourself that. He chuckled and grabbed his glass of whiskey. - Look Feit, i need you on this, i took care of you over these months and still protected your ass even if you fucked up here and there. Don’t tell me you don’t trust your old man with just one side job? He took a sip and looked directly in her eyes, his sight sharp as a tip of a knife.

- Off...alright. She jumped down from desk and directed herself towards the door but Harrison’s hand on her shoulder stopped her.

- Hey, kid. He spun her towards him and gave her a fast hug. - I’m proud of you Feit, no matter the small mistakes. Now go. He smiled at her and shooed her towards the door. - And remember Feit, if you feel you cannot handle yourself take that medicine! Its an order! He shouted after her.

As the door shat he took the handset of the telephone and pulled it to his ear.

-Yes its Harrison, they are working perfectly, she will be ready in no time sir, you will see tonight.

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- Babe, you look gorgeous but i have to ask you something. Ian looked around at all new decorations around the room and amount of boxes with expensive clothes and shoes falling out of the wardrobe while sitting on the bed. - Where did get money for all of that? I don’t mean to be nosey but i don’t remember you getting paid this well at court.

- Apparently looking at blood and guts instead of documents does indeed pay better. It did sound almost like a truth but Ian and Lucy had two different things in mind on that response. She was preparing herself to go out with Ian, standing in front of a tall mirror in a cherry-red pattern dress, brushing her long blond hair.

- I think you will be the main star in the cinema looking like that. He smiled at her and pushed himself up from the bed. - Hey..i’m happy you are doing this good. She looked at him, her face softened, feeling like she doesn’t deserve him but being too afraid to lose him. Just love and care for nothing in exchange.

- Let’s go or we will miss the movie. Beside after movie something better might come eh? She winked and him and grabbed his hand while leaving the apartment, throwing the jacket over her shoulders.

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The cinema was built in an old small theater, with red carpet and seats. Lucy could almost camouflage with all the redness and gold in the building. As they were looking for their sits she was scanning the room for her target. She spotted the man as Ian stopped and pointed towards their sit. They were sitting right next to him and his pregnant wife.

- Fucking great...Lucy mumbled under her nose but smiled softly at the couple as they sat. She looked with a corner of her eye on the woman, feeling a hesitation forming in her mind. - I don’t even know who he is fuck....and wife..kid, why Harrison? Ian pat her on the arm.

- Hey babe, you okay? You look worried. Ian pulled the hair behind her ear.

- I think i’m just getting a headache, don’t worry hun. Luckly i took pills. Lucy smiled at him and pulled a pink pill from the bottom of her bag along with a bottle of water.

- Excuse me but when does the movie start? The woman sitting next to them asked.

- I think in around ten minutes, m’am. Ian responded while Lucy was drinking the pill down.

- Oh thank you. I will just go to the toilet before it starts honey. You know how it is when baby kicks in. She stood slowly and carefully from the chair and squeezed out between chairs towards the bathroom.

Lucy was patting her finger against the chair arm thinking how to do this in the cinema full of people with the man sitting right next to her but looking at his wife leaving the main room the idea sprouted in her head.

- Uh...excuse me. Lucy leaned towards the man and whispered. - I know its non of my business but i think your wife would appreciate you going there with her. You know...just to be sure she is alright. Lot of stairs and so on...might be slippery looking how they cleaned recently. The man looked at her with concern but took her word of advice actually and went after his wife.

Lucy pulled a lipstick container from the bag and stood up not so long after the man left. - Ian, guard this bag with your life, its your job afterall. Lucy joked and walked away.

- You too? Jezz, okay. Just be fast. It starts in five minutes.

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Lucy eyeballed the inside of a men bathroom from the hallway as people were leaving, pushing the door wide open. Her target decided to eventually go in too looking how his wife was taking her time. She was focused, feeling the strange feeling of adrenaline kicking in and all the back thoughts leaving her mind. He was alone and his wife was still occupied, now or never. The movie started in the same time, loud noise coming as an echo to the hallway, dumping any other sound. She rolled the lipstick up but instead of make up the sharp blade raised from it. She slipped swiftly through the door as it got empty at that moment. Only him and his wife on the other side of the hallway.

- Hey lady, this is....Arghhh!

Lucy was not wasting time. She stabbed him again and again in the chest holding his throat as tight as she could and pushed him towards the last cabin. The iris in her eyes widened, her breath fast, soft smile showing on her face as she pushed the man down from her blade.

- W...why? Who..? His body was leaning over the toilet, the essence of life slowly leaving with his last breaths.

- No hard feelings, i’m just doing my job..and..i don’t care. She wiped her blade with his chemise and pulled a pair of buckets, shoving his legs in to hide his body from the sight from under the cabin and making sure he won’t fall from the seat.

- Was...it..Har..Harrison...? Dear God....what did..he do to you. The man managed to speak out last of his words before his eyes closed.

-He took care of me. Lucy took a sign “out of order” from the other cabin and hanged it on the other one. She did pick the right dress for an ocassion indeed as the droplets of blood managed to blend in with the red-cherry pattern on her dress. She left in a hurry rolling the blade back in container.

- As she took a corner back towards the main room she heard his wife coming out behind her.

- Excuse me lady. Lucy stopped, biting her lower lip but turned shortly after to her with a smile.

-Yes? Can i help you?

- Would you mind helping me go back to my seat as it got a bit darker there? I just don’t want to worry my husband and we sit next to each other anyway.

- Of course m’am, we wouldn’t want to you to slip on these stairs right? Lucy joked and offered her an arm. They arrived back to their sits but her husband wasn’t there.

- Of course, late as always. Ian shook his head but gave her a kiss shortly after.

The woman was looking around, worried where is her husband gone. Lucy pretended to be to busy with the movie and leaned her head on Ian shoulder dropping the lipstick back into the bag. The feeling of guilt was blocked in her, her emotions flattened by the chems pretending nothing happened few minutes ago and the sanity of her mind shaping away.

- Job is done, target took down, clean this time, no mistakes. She was even slightly happy knowing Harrison won’t be angry this time, maybe even proud. Although she was still pondering on the man last words but shook it off looking at the fat roll of money in her bag. It was all wrong but became her new good.

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Note: Ok, so eventually Harrison tricked and stuffed Lucy with medicine that was suppose to help him steer her easier and ask less questions while pushing at the same time that father figure attitude - some tough love and care. Looking how her mother had personality disorder he also used that excuse and genetics to convince her easier that “medicine” will only help her to stay calm and perform better and avoid the change of mind moment. I’m not sure if calmex would do that but from looking at it, it seemed right so ye, probably her pills were actually something like calmex (thats why pink tho - in game calmex is violet but to make a pill out of it they would have to mix it with other hardening substance and it would probably come out brighter dunno, and shoving Lucy with needles would be way too suspicious in pre-war). Then she finds the actual calmex injections after bombs and keeps using them when her phobia or some past memories when they start to kick in. (mentioned in at part 10 of current pages). Gage dislikes chems so she would hide that from him at the start.

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