#hey it's not even 10pm and i'm done already

[helyannis]

Celegorm for @feanorianweek

#tolkien #celegorm #huan #feanorianweek #codex manesse style #theme weeks keep me drawing #hey it's not even 10pm and i'm done already #look at these horrible creatures XD #if you're used to the charming sheep in the utrecht psalter...

[wednesday-fanatic]

Your Late. (Marcus Lopez Arguello X Fem!Kuroki!OC) Deadly Class.

Note: I have never written from the man's point of view. And the song is just random, it has no significance to the story. Also the OC cannot get drunk, no matter how much she drinks. Saya is definitely out of character

Warnings: Swearing, making out, mentions of alcohol, hair pulling, and mentions of smoking. Suggestive content. Let me know if I missed anything.

Marcus' P.O.V:

I was walking back to the room I shared with Saya's sister Athena. I had just finished talking and smoking with Billy when I realized I was late for meeting up with Athena. By the time I reached our room it was already 10pm and I was supposed to meet her an hour ago. I unlocked the door and walked in, shutting the door behind me. I locked the door back and placed my bag on my desk chair.

"Hey babe." I said walking over to Athena's bed, seeing her sitting up against the headboard reading a book on poison, I also noticed she was still in her uniform.

"Your late." She said simply, not looking up from her book.

"I know, and I'm sorry. I was smoking with Billy at the graveyard and lost track of time." I said, it was then I noticed the two empty bottles of whiskey beside Athena.

"Ok. I forgive you but, you have to make up for being late." She said, putting her book down.

"What?" I asked confused.

"You have to make up for being late." She said, getting up off the bed so she was standing infront of me.

"What do I have to do to make it up to you?" I asked.

"You have to-" She started, but was cutoff by a knock at the door.

"Go the fuck away!!" Athena yelled, startling me.

"No!!" Shouted Saya's voice from outside the door.

"Fine. Come in." Said Athena.

Saya walked in and went straight to Athena's bed.

"What are these?" She asked, holding up the two bottles of whiskey Athena had drank.

"Empty whiskey bottles?" Asked Athena.

"I know that, but did you drink two whole bottles of whiskey by yourself?" Asked Saya.

"Yeah. Remember I can't get drunk." Said Athena, sitting down next to Saya.

"Yeah, I remember." Said Saya.

"Why did you come in here?" Asked Athena.

"Just to irritate you." Saya said simply.

"Well I'm irritated. Leave." Said Athena, grabbing Saya's arm and pushing her out the door.

Athena shut the door behind Saya and locked it. As she turned around to look me in the eyes she said, "Now what was I saying?"

"Ah yes, I was about to tell you what you had to do to make up for being late." Athena said, clapping her hands together.

"What do I have to do?" I asked her.

"Sit." She ordered, pointing to the bed.

"Ok." I said and sat on the edge.

"So, to make it up to me, you have to do everything I say for the next 3 hours." She said, sitting herself on my lap.

"Ok." I said.

"Ok." She said, repeating what I said.

"What do I ha-" I started to say but was cutoff by Athena kissing me.

I kissed back and I wrapped my arms around her waist, as she wrapped her arms around my neck, lacing her fingers in my hair. I felt her tongue slip into my mouth, I let her explore my mouth with her tongue before I pulled away for air, a string of saliva connecting our mouths.

As soon as I pulled away Athena followed my mouth and put her lips back on mine. We kissed for what felt like forever but was probably 3 minutes. She pulled away and we where both breathing heavily. Athena leaned forward and slide off my uniform jacket,after that was off She undone my tie throwing it somewhere, and the last thing she done was unbutton and pull of my shirt. As soon as she was done I started on her uniform, doing the same to her that she did to me.

After both of our tops where off she leaned forward wearing only a black lace bra and started sucking on my neck. She soon found my sweet spot and sucked on it harshly, causing me to let out a moan. She pushed me back on the bed and started kissing me again.

A/n: Let me know if you want a part two with smut. Or more fluff-ish stuff, or even angst. Or just suggestive. Hope you enjoyed.

#marcus lopez arguello x reader #marcus lopez x reader #marcus lopez imagine #Marcus lopez x OC #X OC #x fem!reader #X fem oc #Marcus lopez arguello x oc #Marcus lopez arguello x reader #Fluff #Marcus lopez fluff #Marcus lopez x reader fluff

[playgrl0]

kisses / baji

baji has been out with the boys the whole day already and you're stuck at home, bored out of your mind and you miss him. it's getting kinda late and looking over at the clock on the wall you see it's 10pm already. with a big sigh you take your phone and dial baji's number. "hey baby, what's up?" a smile instantly spreads on your lips. "i don't wanna be annoying but when are you gonna be home?" "you're not annoying, babe. i'll be home in maybe an hour or so. why? do you need anything?" heat spreads over your face and you grow kinda shy at his question. "i, um, no i justmissyou.." you quietly mumble. "i didn't understand, can you repeat that?" you let out a loud sigh "i just really miss you and i'm so fucking bored i just want you to come back to me and give me kisses." you almost whine which makes him chuckle loudly. "aw, my baby. you can never stay away from me long, hm?" he teasingly asks. he's such an asshole. acting like he's not as clingy, maybe even more than you. you loudly groan. "come home and give me kisses." "ahh, i love when you want me." you can hear the smirk on his voice. "now i want kisses too." he admits. "so?? hurry your ass up and come home." you almost whine again. "clingy today, huh?" "what's wrong with that?" you ask in a fake annoyed tone. with a chuckle he says "nothing at all, love. told ya already i love when you want me. i'll be home soon, i love you"

hearing the door open and close, you instantly jump onto your feet and run over to baji to crush him in a hug. he stumbles back a little and leans one of his arms against the wall for balance. "woah there, babe. i didn't know you missed me THAT much, hm." you look at him with a pout. "i just wanna kiss, baji. i love kissing you, i love it. i love your lips." you start to ramble and fuck, he can't believe how much he loves you. he is head over heels for you. smiley and mikey always make fun of him for being so "down bad" for you but he doesn't care. if it's for you, he'll gladly be down bad. "my baby." he softly mumbles and pulls you into a kiss. finally, his soft, warm lips on yours. just what you've been craving since he left this afternoon. you sigh into the kiss and can't help but smile as well, making him pull back and softly bite your bottom lip. you chase after his lips and pout when he softly pushes you away a little. "i wasn't done yet." he smiles at you, takes your hand in his and leads you to the bathroom. "let's get ready for bed first, then we can kiss for as long as you want, hm? how does that sound?" "perfect."

not even fully settled into bed and you're already on top of him, capturing his lips in yours. he chuckles into the kiss and returns it of course. he'd be crazy not to. one hand rubs soft random shapes on your lower back, the other one is holding onto your throat, not squeezing it, just holding you in place. you pull away a little for air and rest your forehead against his. "i love kissing you." you whisper, "it's my favorite thing to do." he pecks your lips twice "yeah? is that so? i love it just as much, baby, trust me." he pulls his face away from yours a little to get a good look at your gorgeous face. "i love you, y/n. i love you so much, my baby." he softly, almost carefully says. "i love you too, kei. so much." he presses a kiss on your forehead, your left, then your right cheek, the tip of your nose, removes his hand from your throat to place one there and then he pulls you back in by your throat to place another deep kiss on your lips.

"let me make love to you tonight." he says in between kisses. "can i? need to show you how much i love you. that okay?" you quietly whimper against his lips. "more than okay."

he spent the entire night showing you how much he loves you. making you feel how much he loves you. he wouldn't trade you for anyone or anything in this world, ever. and he knows he would choose you again in every next lifetime. he didn't forget about the many kisses you wanted from him. lips swollen and bruised the next day are proof that he didn't forget about your wish.

<3 @ playgrl0

#playgrl0writes #baji x reader #keisuke x reader #baji keisuke x reader #keisuke baji x reader #baji x you #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers baji #baji keisuke #keisuke baji

[iknowyuu]

rainfall

choi soobin x gender neutral! reader

↝ wc: 1230

note: n/a

REBLOGS + COMMENTS >>>> LIKES

content: soulmate au <3!!!! awkward reader & soobs

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what a shitty day.

seriously, nothing has been going your way. this whole day, no, this whole week has just been the worst one of your life. it felt like you couldn't catch a break, like life was just an excuse for you to be thrown around like a dumbass. if karma exists, you must've been the most despicable being on the planet in your last life.

you replayed the scenes of the past week over and over in your head, cringing as your most terrible moments, along with feelings, came flooded back to you- and soon enough, you felt the tears form in your eyes, your breathing already hitching. this is horrible. everything is horrible. you stopped in your path, uncaring about the few people around you, (there was barely anyone anyway- it was almost 10pm) and you sat down on a bench near a shop. finally, you can rest.

you broke down, shoulders shaking as you wiped your tears everything sucks. my life sucks, this day sucks, and god, i suck, so much you were so engrossed in your sadness and self pity that you didn't notice the way the rain stopped falling until you heard a voice next to you. "hey.. what's wrong?"

you jumped and whipped your head to the right to find a very tall, blonde man inches away from you, his umbrella now shielding you from the sky’s tears (if only someone would help with yours, too).

now soobin has never done this before, obviously. he's not a bold guy, he doesn't particularly enjoy talking to strangers, soooo what provoked him to sit next to and greet the [handsome/pretty] person that was sobbing their eyes out and caused him to be completely out of character was completely unknown to him. that being said, he couldn't deny the overwhelming sense of care and connection for someone he had never met. it felt weird.. and incredibly warm.

“i..i..” you tried to speak, looking up at the strangers concerned eyes- but you couldn’t muster any words due to the shock, as well as overwhelming heartache. now, not only because you've just had one of the worst days of your life, but because someone cared. god, you were so emotional.

you scrunched up your faces and covered your face once more, crying more tears of sadness. soobin sat there awkwardly, trying to think of what to do, before settling on placing a hand on your shoulder. is this helping? should i ask them about what happened? i don't wanna overstep my boundaries.. he thought. he carefully and cautiously moved to wrap a hand around your shoulder, almost jumping in surprise when you turned your head and leaned into him.

he slowly maneuvered his umbrella into the crevices of the bench, somehow making it stick up and cover the two of you. minutes went by as you calmed down (and so did the rain), your breath hitching along with the seconds that went by. finally, when you start to regain your senses, you immediately sit up and pull yourself away from the stranger. "i'm sorry…" you wipe your face again, clearly incredibly embarrassed. you couldn't help it, with the magnetic pull you felt towards him.

"no, no, don't be." he scoots forward a bit to look at you more clearly. "it's okay. we're all human…" he hesitates before speaking up again, "do you.. wanna talk about it?"

you look into his eyes and then down at your lap, debating in your head whether or not you should confide in some stranger you'll probably never see or hear from again..

well, if that's the case, would it really do that much harm? your brain is telling you no, but your heart's telling you please, please do. and so, you do. you tell him everything, the events, what led up to it, how it made you feel afterward, the backstory of why it made you feel that way.. and he just sits there, nodding, looking at you so patiently that you just talk and talk, so much that you even run out of things to say.

"wah.." he sighs deeply, running fingers through his blonde hair, turning to look at you. "you've been through a lot." he watches as you purse your lips and stiffly nod your head. a moment pass as he looks out onto the distance before looking back at you. "can i.. can i hug you?"

you look at him with glossy eyes and scrunch your eyebrows upwards, as if you were gonna cry again, nodding as your breath hitched again. "aw," he pulls you into his chest, rubbing your back as you wrap your arms around his torso. "it's okay. you'll be okay." he places his arms on your lower back pulling you in closer to him, your forehead now resting in his shoulder.

soobin hestiantly raises one of his hands and places it at the upper part of your back, gently rubbing his hand in circles. "this will pass. you'll be okay, and one day you'll look back at this day and laugh." you hiccuped. "i promise…" he pauses. "uh.. what's your.. name?" he breathily chuckles at irony of having you in his arms and not knowing your name, and you respond with a curt "[name]." "okay. i promise you, [name]." you nodded as your breath hitched. a few moments passed as he held you in his arms, before he slowly pulled away.

the two of you sat in silence, your arms lingering around him, coming down and letting your arms slowly fall from around his back, down to his arms. he gazes into your eyes just as you do into his. you finally got a good look at the man who's been comforting you for the past seven minutes, and your heart feels like it stops. you take a deep breath, your previous tears drying on your face, and your chest hitching. you feel this sense of intense familiarity, and your heart rates quickly picks up.

the way he looks at you shifts from concern to adoration.

"are you.." you speak. your breath catches in your throat. he finished your sentence for you, "my soulmate?"

"oh my god," your eyes well up once again with tears as the both of you simultaneously engulf each other with much more force and security than before.

"don't cry. don't cry." he says as his voice wavers tears threaten to spill from his own eyes. he's shaking from the revelation. it felt like he's been waiting all his life for this moment. he pulls back to wipe your tears with his thumbs and holding your face with his palms. "i'm so sorry i didn't realize earlier. i-i don't usually talk to people like this, let alone random people on the street, a-and i noticed you when i was walking back home from work, and you just had such a grip on me, even though we've never met," he frowns as a few tears finally escapes from his eyes. "i'm soobin."

you nod fervently. "i'm [name].. but you already know that," you slightly shrug and watch as he smiles at your words. "i'm so happy i finally met you." you hug him again and slightly move from side to side, relishing in the giggles that escape from his throat.

and just like that, your week has been made infinetly better.

#txt fics #txt fanfiction #txt imagines #txt fic #txt x reader #choi soobin x reader #soobin x reader #soulmate au #txt soulmate au #txt comfort fic #txt comfort #tomorrow x together fic #kikisficz

[mageofseven]

Hi! I was wondering if you were ever going to do the brothers reactions to Amelie? I can’t wait to see their reactions to their surprise baby having a surprise baby and the possible conversation Satan and Lucifer would end up having about it.

"Their surprise baby having a surprise baby". That is too dang cute~ thank you for that phrase, Nonnie 🥰

Just as a reminder to others, this post takes place after the Surprise Birth of Satan's daughter, found here.

Lucifer|Mammon|Levi|Asmo|Beel|Belphie

•▪︎▪︎◇°●♡●°◇▪︎▪︎•

Satan laid with his girlfriend and child for a few minutes, holding them close and comforting MC the best he could. The woman was still upset with herself, upset that she didn't listen to her boyfriend all of those months ago when he first suggested that she could be pregnant.

This pregnancy that she just finished was...unusual, to say the least, and neither of them knew for sure what was even happening to her. His Kitten shouldn't be so hard on herself and he told her that.

Once his girlfriend started feeding their daughter, the demon excused himself from the room. Now that he and MC are...parents, the blonde has some work to do. He had so many things he had to order online, but had just as many things that the child needs now.

Clothes, blankets, a crib. All items the man knew were already in this house...somewhere. Honestly, Satan wasn't exactly sure where, but he knew they were somewhere. That pride demon might not always seem like, but he was definitely the sentimental sort. Satan was almost positive his...father, brother, creator, whatever the man labels himself as, wouldn't have thrown such things away.

The wrath demon was annoyed just thinking about the older man. With all that just occurred, Lucifer was the last person he wanted to think about. Unfortunately, this situation was exactly why he needed him.

Satan paused outside the older demon's study, taking a deep breath. The thought of asking the man for any degree of help felt like poison on his tongue, but his Kitten needed him and he promised her that'd take care of her and their child.

The fourth brother knocked on the door before hearing a great big sigh. It was a little past 10pm (22:00) so the older demon probably thought he was done dealing with his brothers for the day.

"Come in."

The blonde opened the door and stepped into the study. The dark haired man raised an eyebrow; Satan was usually only in his study when the older man brings him in for a lecture. Never has the younger man willing joined him in this room.

This was a red flag to the pride demon, who set down his pen and stood up.

"Did something happen? It's unlike you to join me in here willingly."

Satan pursed his lips.

"I..." He cleared his throat. "I need my old baby things. The crib, the clothes, all of it."

The older man's eyes widened. He quickly stepped around his desk and strode to the smaller man, putting his hands on Satan's shoulders.

"Hey--"

"Are you hurt?" Lucifer asked, anxiously eyeing the blonde up and down. "Where's the child? Are you alright."

The man was hovering over the other demon like a mom who discovered her son got into a fight at school.

Satan was...uncomfortable with the other man's concern. Even after all these years, he still struggled to identify the emotions within him, but he could at least tell that his current one wasn't wholly bad.

"No, I...look, I didn't birth the child; MC did."

"Since when has MC--"

He cut Lucifer off.

"Look, we didn't know."

"How did you not know? How did MC not realize--"

"I'm not here to get a lecture from a hypocrite; I'm here for my stuff--"

"My situation was different and you know it."

"You know what? You're absolutely right because my daughter will never have to feel guilty for existing."

The blonde's eyes were glowing green, a sign of being close to transforming; that's how sore of a spot Lucifer had just pressed.

Meanwhile, all of the older demon's annoyance melted from his face and was replaced with surprise.

"I never meant for you to feel that way..."

Satan scoffed.

"I don't believe that for a second. My younger years were filled with you and my 'brothers' always treating me like a burden you never wanted."

"Satan, I gave birth to you after we lost our sister--"

"And you hung it over my head for years!"

"You were never the problem!"

Silence filled the room. After a minute, Lucifer sighed before sitting on the couch next to him.

"You were never the problem..." He said again, calmer than before. "We were always the problem. It took so long for us truly to adjust to our new home, our new life. We were all stuck in the past, wanting what we had before so desperately. Instead, I gave birth to you; my brothers and I saw it as a reminder that we can't go back to how things were, that life was moving on and changing regardless of whether we gave consent for such. And we were angels once...and angels don't do well with change."

Satan's eyes stopped their glow. He stared, surprised that the other man was being so candid. To say it was unusual would be an understatement. This was probably the first time the two have even discussed the past like this...

"I still didn't deserve it."

"No, you didn't." Lucifer agreed. "I wanted to give you a good life, but was ill prepared for such a responsibility and put too much pressure on my brothers to help. Whatever they made you feel was also my fault, not theirs. You were my responsibility after all."

Honestly, those were dark days for Lucifer. He lost his sister and was trying to carve out a home in literal hell for his brothers. He was just starting his job under Diavolo and he was trying to protect his brothers from the demons outside their walls. The denizens of the Devildom weren't exactly thrilled to have a group of ex-angels in their realm after all.

When Lucifer was at his most busy, his most stressed, his most scared...his most angry...that was when Satan was born. After the most agonizing physical pain of his life, he stared down at this small, helpless baby that had just forced himself from his body and thought to himself...how am I suppose to take care him too?

Satan's birth has always been a sensitive issue for the pride demon because from the very moment he held him and stared down into those tearful green eyes, Lucifer felt like a failure, like it was predestine for him to fail his son. When you are already at the brink of breaking down and then life hands you a child, you tend not to feel as sure of yourself as you might have otherwise.

"...Look, I'm not here for a pity party." Satan changed subjects. "I just need my old stuff."

Lucifer lifted his head.

"They are upstairs in the attic where they've always been."

Where in the attic? There are so many boxes up there that the blonde was surprised the older man was able to squeeze in that bed for Belphie up.

Noticing the younger man's confusion, the pride demon huffed.

"Come along, I'll show you."

The two men headed up to the attic. The blonde watched the other demon move various boxes around till he found one with a green crib folded up and leaning against it. Lucifer had Satan carry the box while Lucifer took the crib. The two headed back downstairs to Satan's room, when MC and their daughter Amelie were sleeping soundly.

MC had apparently fallen asleep while feeding their daughter. After what she had gone through though, who can blame her?

Lucifer searched for a spot to set the crib.

"You see this is why I am always reminding you to clean your room."

"And I keep telling you it is clean." The blonde retorted. "My books aren't junk; they are exactly where they should be."

"And if your daughter starts getting into them? Or devil forbid, the cursed ones? What will you do then?"

Satan pursed his lips. Lucifer...has a point and he doesn't admit that lightly. He has to find away to make his room baby-proof. He hated the idea of this. Much like Leviathan, his room is his safe place and he doesn't want it changed or messed with.

But...he's a father now whether he likes it or not. Changes to his space and his life are unavoidable now.

"...I'll find a safe spot for the cursed ones."

Lucifer nodded as he finally found a spot for the crib. Satan set the box down and started to search through it when the baby started crying.

Not wanting his daughter to wake up MC, Satan approached the bed and carefully lifted her. Amelie stop crying the instant they were in their daddy's arms. The baby stared up at him with MC's eyes and cooed at him.

For a split second, he forgot to breathe. Staring down at his daughter, Satan felt...something, and by the devil, he wished he knew what. How do you explain the feeling of wanting to smile, but also wanting to cry? Of wanting to run away, but hold on to her tight? This feeling was too complicated for the wrath demon.

"You're overwhelmed."

Satan lifted his gaze from his daughter to his...father.

"That's normal. Most new fathers are." Lucifer explained.

The blonde shook his head.

"She and MC need me to be anything but."

"They just need you to do your best."

"And if my best isn't good enough? Yours wasn't."

"You are not me, Satan. I know you can do better."

Satan lowered his head. This was all too much for him, but he had no choice but to move forward.

Suddenly, the man's face was being patted by a tiny hand. Amelie giggled and did it again.

A small smile broke out on the wrath demon's face. It took him a minute to remember than Lucifer was watching and then the smile quickly fell. He turned to the other demon.

"Can you pull one of the onesies out? I think she's getting cold."

With a small smile, the Avatar of Pride nodded and started looking through the box.

Everything is changing. Satan was determined to make it all into a good change though. Unlike Lucifer and his brothers, this man wasn't going to fight the change; he was going to give Amelie everything he can.

#obey me #obey me otome #obey me nightbringer #obey me satan #obey me mc #obey me lucifer

[gobletofmilk]

hours of the day ranked

1. 6pm 6pm is the best hour of every day because this is when you are eating dinner. sometimes it doesn't happen in this hour but when it does, this is why we are on earth. dinner. it's also good because you eat dinner then. 

2. 7pm i love this hour because if you have eaten dinner already you have a good 4-5 hours of true free time. you can literally do whatever, spend time with friends, read, write, watch a movie, or do what god herself placed us on this earth to do which is rot in bed and look at phone.

3. 12pm yummy lunch time 

4. 4am I'll fight all of you on this but 4am is here because of that sweet sweet rem. you know how good sleep feels at 4am? you kidding me? this is why i LIVE.

5. 12am there's just something special about midnight you know. it's just cool. if you're still awake the vibes are kinda crazy you know. if you're with friends then the vibes are even crazy er. i love it when it is midnight. 

6. 3pm i haven't been in school for years (like millions of years), but there is no denying the power of 3pm. home time. it's also the peak time in the afternoon. lots of shenanigans to be had at 3pm you know

7. 5pm this is like like school ending but for adults although i don't have a job that ends at 5 i just kind of work whenever and it is so bad for my work life balance because i end up working at the worst times and don't give myself enough time to relax but if i had a normal job this would be the best time

8. 10pm sleepy vibes you know

9. 8pm i really like this time because i'm usually right into a movie or something or playing a game or rotting in bed usually rotting 

10. 4pm it's interesting at this point we are starting to get to the hours i'm not too fond of. don't get me wrong i'm a fan of 4pm, but my brain just turns off around this time every day. i can't get anything done. it sucks. i'm not a morning person or an afternoon person or an evening person tbh.

11. 11pm hey that's a good placement

12. 5am such a risky hour. if you're getting good rem then it is the greatest hour in the world. but if you wake up at 5am and still want to have a little more sleep. god. kill me. it happened to me this morning and it has just ruined my day

13. 9pm it's kind of sad at 9pm because the night is coming to an end and it's like sad and stuff??

14. 1pm i ated all my lunch :(

15. 10am hey this is usually like a snack time so that is good. but you have a whole work day ahead of you and it's like ugh lame you know. if it is a day off though 10am can be pretty exciting. i'm usually rotting in bed around 10am

16. 2pm controversial maybe but this time isn't it. i want to go home you know i don't have three hours of work left in me.

17. 11am the most nothing hour ever created what even happens at 11am

18. 1am not for me

19. 2am like 1am but slightly worse 

20. 3am like 2am but slightly worse

21. 8am of all of the morning hours, this one is the least offensive. you're usually eating breakfast or just commuting and listening to music so hey, it gets a pass i suppose. morning sux.

22. 7am the only good thing about 7am is your bed is so comfortable, but like why can't we take that comfort and move it to other parts of the day. i gotta get up at 7am, don't do that to me.

23. 6am kill me now it's so over

24. 9am imagine being henry time, inventor of time, and thinking you know what is a good idea? 9am? what a fool. i'm so upset this time should not exist. so sick and twisted.

#tier list #ranked #ranking #really important #earth shattering #powerful #silly #sillyposting #what is silly posting is this silly posting? if so this is why i'm here. to silly post.

[rhettabbotts]

Hey! Could I request “do you want me to leave?” “oh, now you care?” “this wasn’t how it was supposed to go.” From that angst prompts please for dilf!rhett?

And if you can’t fit all three into one that’s completely okay 💛 thank you!

thank you my love!

pairing: dilf!rhett abbott x babysitter!reader

w/c: 740

warnings: angst. argument. rhett’s a little bit of a jerk in this one. age gap (reader mid 20s, rhett late 30s).

he was late. which was becoming a common occurrence but you tried to ignore it, went through all the possibilities in your head as you checked your phone once more. if he didn’t show in the next fifteen minutes you were grabbing the check and leaving. after an already terrible week, this was just icing on the cake. your anxiety rose as you thought about what could be wrong. he wasn’t answering your phone calls, wasn’t reading your texts. what if he had been in an accident? what if something really bad happened and you would have no idea because you aren’t listed on any contact lists. 

you checked your phone again. nothing. you let out a huff of frustration, waving the waiter over and smiling sadly as you asked for the check. on the drive back to your apartment, tears pricked at the corners of your eyes. you tried to will them away but that didn’t stop the salty streams from falling. a bottle of wine and your favorite rom-com were calling your name, ready to forget all about the evening. 

the feeling of disappointment never faded, it somehow grew stronger as not a single notification came through. you didn't even bother grabbing a glass, choosing to drink directly from the bottle. real classy, you thought.

just as julia roberts was sliding on her panty hose, there was a thud outside of your door. it spooked you, causing you to jump out of your skin. 10pm. who in the hell was at your door this late?

your sadness turned into burning hot anger as you saw rhett through the peephole. he was holding a bouquet of flowers and muttering something to himself. you were tempted to not even open the door, leave him standing out on the landing all night and see how it makes him feel. but you couldn't be that cruel, no matter how mad you were, not with the way snow was starting to fall outside.

"what?" you said, irritation seeping through your voice.

"this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. i promise i didn't mean to stand you up. i was on my way out the door and-"

you cut him off with a raised hand, not wanting to hear any excuses. you stepped aside for him to enter the apartment, your whole body shivering from the cold that was making its way inside.

"can i finish?" rhett asked hatefully.

you couldn't stop your eyes from rolling, but gestured for him to finish nonetheless.

"i had a business phone call, and it took longer than expected. i know i should have responded but i got distracted and i'm sorry. i know you had been looking forward to this all week and-"

"oh, so now you care?! look, rhett. i get it. i know you have all of the ranch business to take care of, but you could've sent one text. that's all i wanted. do you know how much it hurt sitting there not knowing if something had happened to you? i don't think i ask for much... i don't care that you were on a call. i was worried sick. and then for you to not say anything and just show up here, flowers in hand, and expect everything to be okay? it doesn't fix anything."

your voice was wavering as you spoke, tears forming once again. he was standing there with his arms crossed, like he was waiting impatiently for you to finish.

"are you done?"

"am i- yeah, i'm done, rhett." there was a hint of malice in your tone and rhett didn't miss it for one second. "don't patronize me and treat me like i'm being dramatic about this. i was thinking you were dead on the side of the road!"

"well i'm here now," he said matter-of-fact.

you couldn't take it anymore. he didn't understand why you were upset and you really weren't in the mood to explain it further.

"i don't want you to be," you uttered quietly.

"so, do you want me to leave?"

"i really don't want you driving back this late... but we're not done talking. and you're sleeping on the couch. i’ll see you in the morning." you didn't say another word to him as you picked up the wine bottle and headed towards your room, leaving rhett standing in the middle of your living room with wilting flowers in his hands.

join the celebration!

#rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader #rhett abbott x you #dilf rhett 4 ever <3 #rhett x babysitter #rhett abbott angst #shelby’s sleepover

[crinkled-emotions]

From your recently reblogged (1/28) prompt list

27 & 33 for Jake & Savannah 🥺

Whenever you get to it. :)

Heyyyy! Hope it's all going well on your end :) I love this!

27. "I'm okay. Don't worry about me." and 33. "Show me where it hurts."

I am having SO many thoughts lmaoooo.

I also think this kind of ties into what I said about Jake and his childhood- linked here if you want to check it out :)

-

Jake, Savannah and their two year old landed in Austin around 10pm, little Ronan tucked into his mother's side. Savannah had initially been against flying so late but something came up at work and Jake had to stay a little later- apparently Maverick had done a Maverick and Jake had been involved. She wasn't surprised; those two were scarily similar sometimes.

-

"Got your coat?" Jake asked as he stood from his aisle seat when a majority of the plane was cleared out. Savannah nodded, pulling it tighter around her little boy who was finally asleep. He'd never been to Texas let alone on a plane so the first half of the flight had been full of nervous apologies to those around them. Jake had taken Ronan on his lap for a little while and pulled up Bluey which seemed to work but then he'd wanted Savannah and she'd never say no to him; to be fair, she'd never say no to either of her boys.

"Can you grab the luggage?" Savannah asked as she got up, Ronan covered by her jacket to hopefully keep him asleep.

"Got it. I'll text my folks in a second."

As they disembarked Savannah kept one hand holding Ronan securely but the other tangled in Jake's belt loop. He'd never say it, but he didn't particularly like coming back to Texas. Not anymore, not unless they were going to visit Javy's family. There was a family reunion this weekend and everyone wanted to meet the baby. Jake's parents had only seen Ronan once, too busy with their lives, and one of his sisters had come to San Diego to give them a hand a couple of weeks after he was born but Savannah spent most of it undoing everything she'd done. Honestly, the best help they'd had was Bradley and his wife Dee; they had three and were old hats by then. Dee had been by Savannah's side as much as she'd needed, and Bradley had surprisingly been exactly what Jake needed when he was sleep deprived because he could threaten everything under the sun and Bradley wouldn't even flinch.

-

The baggage claim queue wasn't too bad, the reason they'd picked a later flight. Jake hoisted the car seat on to his arm and passed the smaller suitcase to Savannah.

"You got him?" He checked with her, and she nodded.

"He's out, hopefully we can keep him that way. The time zone change is going to fuck him up."

"The way my family is, that's not the only thing that's going to fuck him up," Jake murmured. Savannah frowned.

"Hey; we don't have to do this. We can turn around, say our flight got cancelled, and head straight back home."

"No, we can't. I promised my mom; I can't go back on it."

They walked toward the exit of the airport, eyebrows raising when they spotted Jake's father standing toward the exit.

"Jake!" He called out. Savannah smiled at him but Jake stiffened.

"I think I'm gonna throw up," he whispered. Savannah glanced at him in alarm. He did look a little pale, but he was already moving slowly toward his dad. They shook hands, then Savannah waved. Usually she would hug but Ronan was asleep and she didn't want to move him just yet.

"Father."

"It's been a while."

Jake's father went to look in the carseat but Savannah shook her head.

"I've got him- he's asleep for now, hopefully he stays that way. It's good to see you, Mr Seresin."

"Jake, you look good."

"Thanks, dad."

Jake lifted the carseat on his arm.

"The car?"

"Right! Let's go, I'm sure you two are ready to get into bed."

Daniel led the way out of the arrivals and into the carpark, pausing at his SUV.

"Let's get this hooked up, and then we'll be on our way," he said, reaching for the car seat. Savannah pulled her coat open a little once Jake had put the suitcases in the boot, carefully passing Ronan to him.

"Oh no that's okay, I got it, no woman should have to mess with a car seat while their husband holds the baby," Daniel said when she tried to help.

"No, there's a specific buckle- ah! There."

She clipped the final piece in, an expert in doing it considering they had one seat for two cars, and Jake carefully tucked Ronan in. They then got into the SUV and Daniel started it, glancing over his shoulder at Ronan and Savannah in the backseat.

"You two warm enough back there?"

"Yes, thank you," Savannah replied politely.

-

The drive back to the main Seresin residence took about an hour and luckily Ronan stayed asleep the whole time. Jake and his father had a stilted catch up conversation; Jake couldn't talk work because of what he did for work, but Daniel liked to talk about the ranch and all of the town gossip so that made up for it. It hurt Savannah to think Daniel would never know half of the incredible things his son did. He was up for a promotion soon and he was ecstatic about it; but he was staying quiet for the drive.

They pulled into the driveway and Jake glanced over his shoulder at his son and wife for a moment before unbuckling his seatbelt.

Savannah was ready to pep-talk him into the next century but he was already out of the passenger seat, rounding the car to open Ronan's door. Ronan stirred, yawning as he scrubbed at his eyes. He reached out for Jake the second he saw him and Jake got him out of his carseat while Savannah grabbed her backpack off the floor. By the time she got out of the car Jake was greeting his mother, bending nearly in half to hug her.

"Hi Mrs Seresin, how are you?" Savannah asked politely, doing the usual greetings of hugs.

"Savannah, you look well. And please, it's Jackie, you married my son," Jake's mother greeted her. They all stepped inside and the house was dark, which was weird considering Jake's youngest sibling was 18 and still living at home.

"Bailey not home tonight?" Jake asked, glancing around.

"No, she's out with some friends. You know how it is, right before graduation and all of that. Can I get you anything?"

"Mrs Seresin, I'm really sorry, I need to get Ronan to bed and I'm pretty wiped myself. Would it be okay for us to go to bed?" Savannah asked. Apparently that was the wrong thing to say, as Jackie seemed mildly offended by the request.

"I'll show you your room."

Jackie led Savannah through the house, walking past the stairs and opening a door which led to a bedroom.

"The crib is just over there, fresh towels and toiletries are in the ensuite. Anything else?" She asked. Savannah politely shook her head.

"No, but thank you. We really appreciate it."

"The others should be here around 9am tomorrow morning."

Savannah dreaded the morning- the time zones meant Ronan would be up early, and it was nearing midnight already. Jake came in with Ronan, and Jackie cleared her throat.

"I guess I'll leave you two to it."

The door closed behind her and Savannah glanced over her shoulder at Jake as he began getting Ronan ready for bed.

"Do you want to talk about what's bothering you?" She asked. Jake shook his head.

"I'm okay. Don't worry about me."

"I don't believe you, but okay. I've got your back, just tell me what you need."

Jake smiled, pausing to press a kiss to Savannah's temple. She wrapped her arms around his waist and the pair kissed, sighing as they paused for a moment.

"Tomorrow's going to be nuts, isn't it?" Savannah whispered into Jake's shirt.

"Yeah. Sorry."

"Hah, I'm sure I'll remember that later. C'mon, let's get Ronan into bed."

-

Ronan woke at 5, calling out for his parents as he sat in the crib. Savannah was convinced Jake hadn't actually slept, he moved far too quick for someone who had been passed out when Ronan called for him. The three of them had snuggles for a couple of hours, then Savannah heard a knock at the door.

"Everyone decent?" A playful voice called through the door. Jake smiled; a big, real smile, and he called back.

"I would keep your eyes closed if you're comin' in!"

"Jake, you're literally disgusting."

The door swung open and Savannah realised this was Jake's youngest sibling; Bailey. She had the same eye colour as Jake, the same sandy blonde hair except hers curled where Jake's was pretty much pin-straight. She beamed and Jake got up to give her a hug, swinging her around.

"It's been so long, I'm so sorry I couldn't come see you when little dude was born- hi Sav- can I call you Sav? Jake calls you Sav."

"Hey Bailey, and yeah of course! It's great to finally meet you!"

Savannah picked Ronan up, getting up to give Bailey a hug too. When they pulled away Savannah glanced down at her son.

"Ronan, this is your Aunt Bailey."

Ronan glanced between his parents before he smiled, clapping his hands together. Bailey glanced over at Jake.

"He's definitely yours. Hi little dude, you're adorable! Favourite nephew, hands down."

"Don't let Jared hear you say that, you know Jack is his pride and joy," Jake lightly scolded. Bailey rolled her eyes.

"Jack is a shithead of a five year old, it's different."

"That's fair," Jake agreed, tickling Ronan's sides.

"Are the other two on their way?" Jake asked. Bailey grimaced.

"Yeah, Jared and his family are about an hour out and Jayne said she's got to do something before she's going to meet us here."

"Sweet, so we won't see either of them before lunch."

"Mommy, hungry," Ronan said, poking Savannah's cheek. She glanced down at him, gently removing his fingers from her face.

"Gentle, Ronan. Alright, let's get you something to eat."

-

The family reunion wasn't just started by 9am, it was in full swing and Savannah was keeping an eye on Ronan as she and Jake milled about, greeting various family members. Jake kept his hand on her waist, protective but light, and her drink was always full whether it was juice in the morning or the champagne in the afternoon. They happened to walk past his father at one point and catch part of the conversation; it made Savannah's blood run hot and she pulled on Jake's shirt, whirling on her heel to face his father.

"I'm sorry; what did you just say about my son?"

"Sav-"

"I said that he was born out of wedlock; it's bad luck, you know how it is. I didn't mean anythin-"

"Oh, so you didn't imply that Ronan isn't Jake's then?" Savannah asked simply. Jake's eyebrows shot up and the arm on Savannah's waist tightened a little.

"Dad, what the fuck? Why the hell would you do that?"

"-I just meant-"

"-daddy!"

Jake's father ears were instinctively tuned to the sound of his son's distress and he spotted Ronan on the ground nearby, blood pooling on a cut from his knee. He was already crying and Jake rushed off to make sure he was okay. Daniel went to turn back to his conversation but Savannah wasn't done.

"Jake and I didn't have to come to this reunion, plain and simple. We were both concerned about what you'd said to him in the past. You and your wife have been nothing but cold toward us since we flew in last night, and your eldest son and daughter are staring like we're aliens. The only person who has showed us kindness out of your entire family is Bailey and that's terrifying because she's at the age where she's supposed to be a massive bitch, yet she's the sweetest person I've ever met."

"I helped you when Ronan was born!" Jayne exclaimed from across the crowd. Jake, still with Ronan, glared daggers at his eldest sister but Savannah had it in the bag.

"Yeah; you made a mess, fucked up our sleep schedule, and used the time in San Diego to take a break from your own kids. I really appreciated that."

She didn't seem to agree but Ronan was crying harder and Savannah turned sharply on her heel, kneeling by her little boy and husband. Jake's face was pinched, stressed, but Ronan was reaching for his mom.

"Hey, what happened? Show me where it hurts."

He pointed to his knee but kept sniffling into her shoulder. Jake was standing, glaring at his family who were staring.

"Haven't y'all got enough to stare at?" He hissed. Savannah tried not to tense up; she could hear the Hangman in his voice. He was about to go full asshole mode.

"Sav, take Ronan inside. First aid kit's in the bathroom near the stairs," Jake insisted softly. Savannah stood, Ronan in her arms, and paused to squeeze Jake's hand.

"Don't burn bridges you'll want to cross later," she whispered in his ear, kissing his temple. Bailey was making her way through the crowd, coming to help Savannah.

-

"There we go, all better!"

Savannah pressed a kiss to her fingers then the fingers to Ronan's now patched up knee, glancing over her shoulder at Bailey who was standing guard at the bathroom door.

"Bailey, could I ask you a favour?" She started. Bailey immediately nodded.

"Go, I can hang here with him. Jake could use a hand."

Savannah kissed Ronan's forehead, leaning down to get eye-level with him.

"Mommy and daddy are just outside, okay? Aunt Bailey's going to hang out with you."

Ronan was already distracted from the cut on his knee, going to Bailey and asking to watch Bluey. Bailey, the baby pro at this point considering Ronan is her sixth niece/nephew, pulled out her phone and sat with him on the floor. Savannah thanked her, quietly dipping out of the bathroom to find her husband.

-

"Jake."

"Sav, look, m'sorry..."

"Ah, there's that apology from last night. What the fuck possessed you out there? I've never seen you that angry, let alone with your family."

Savannah found Jake in the kitchen of all places, now nursing a black eye and a glass of water. She took a seat at the island next to him, pressing her lips to his temple. His arm reached out and she leaned into him, sighing.

"And where did that black eye come from? Do I want to know?"

"My brother throws a mean punch when you insinuate that he's been stepping out on his wife," Jake muttered. Savannah nudged his shoulder.

"Seriously?"

"Even before they were married, he was stickin' it where it don't belong."

"Ugh, Jake, gross."

Even as Savannah snorted, she kept her face buried into Jake's shoulder. He tilted her chin up and they kissed.

"Thanks for watching my back," he whispered. Savannah rolled her eyes.

"Someone's gotta; you're gonna put your foot in your mouth otherwise."

"That's true."

-

#Jake Hangman Seresin #Jake Seresin #Hangman #Jake Seresin x OC #Hangman x OC #Top Gun Maverick #Top Gun: Maverick #TGM

[living-d3ad-gh0ul]

Wednesday 12th July 2023, 02.37am

Hey E.. I promise I will respond to your latest post as soon as I can, I just have to.. like.. talk right now. Get out what's on my mind at the moment. It's been a bit wild and stressful for me recently, I've been back at work and been really busy with that. I've also been doing all the last minute preparations for my dad's funeral. Which is today, now that it's past midnight.

I'm really upset. I can't sleep at all. I've been in bed since like 10pm trying to sleep and I just.. can't. I just keep thinking of him and everything we've both been through and gone through together since he got sick in May. Everything me and him have helped each other through, every single memory, all the happy, the sad, the angry, the overjoyed, everything. I miss him so so much. I am not ready to say goodbye. But I know I have to. It's happening and I can't stop it. I'm lying in bed curled up, hugging an old teddy that was my stepmums when she was sick (I know, that probably makes me sound really dumb or childish, but it's weirdly comforting) and I can't help but wish you could be here too. I wish I could curl up next to you and cry on your shoulder. Or lay my head on your lap or something. I don't know, is it weird me saying stuff like that? I really hope not, but if it is or you don't like it, please tell me and I can stop, I promise I will if it makes you uncomfortable. I just.. I don't know, I just need some kind of comfort. I just need something. And you bring me that so easily, with minimal effort.

I am really dreading today. I know I'm going to be upset all day. I know I'll probably still be upset even after the funeral when we go to the pub for a Guinness or a whisky (my dad's favourite alcoholic drinks). I just.. I wish I had someone to hold my hand through it all. I wish you were there to hold my hand. Or hold me up. Or something.

I really hope you're doing okay and that the brain fog is lifting and that your sleep is getting better. I really enjoyed your last stream, it was amazing and I'll keep my eye out for your next one. At 1pm for me today (10pm for you) I'll be at my dad's funeral. I don't know if this is weird or anything but.. just.. can you think of me then? Just send me some love at that time. I think this is really going to be one of the hardest days of my life so far. I already had one of those when he passed. Having his funeral is definitely going to be another one.

I really hope you're okay and I hope you're not annoyed that this isn't a proper response to your last letter. I promise you I'll do one soon, I really really do.

I'm going to end my letter this time with one of the songs my dad chose for his funeral.

"Like a bat out of hell, I'll be gone when the morning comes. When the night is over, like a bat out of hell, I'll be gone, gone, gone. Like a bat out of hell, I'll be gone when the morning comes. But when the day is done and the sun goes down and the moonlight's shining through. Then like a sinner before the gates of Heaven, I'll come crawling on back to you"

(This pic was taken when my dad was in hospital when I was down in England. I really like it. It reminds me of how much he loved me, he was always wanting to hold my hand. I have his ring from this on a necklace now.)

#him

[every-non-reason]

08/23

I've asked people to call me Reed.

I need to write that down in here 'cause, just like everything else, I'll forget all about it if I don't. The people in this house make me forget my own name. Well, they use the wrong one, I mean. Technically, [REDACTED] is my real name, but Reed just feels so much better. It's comfortable.

Every time someone here calls me [REDACTED], I remember once again that they couldn't care less if I'm comfortable.

Well, not Dad. Dad's fine. I couldn't hold that against him. 

He came home late tonight.

The front door opened with a gentle creak as he stepped in. It would’ve been loud, especially this late. But even loud, late-night noises seemed to be going easy on him. 

"Hi honey! Hi [REDACTED]! Hi Liliana!"

I waved a mute hello from the kitchen, but Mom was already making her way over, face mildly annoyed. "Shh!" she whispered sharply. "Lily's sleeping. She has school tomorrow."

So do I, I thought, eyeing the sticky countertops, swallowing a sigh.

Mom had taken Dad's jacket, but her expression wasn't any more forgiving. "So? What happened?"

Dad sighed lightly. I could see him putting away his jolly, interacting-with-the-kids manners , just like he was supposed to. "Bunch of teenagers ordering late, my lovely wife," he answered, just meeting the midpoint between sarcasm and humor. "Chicken tenders and Pepsi are all the craze at 10PM. How're things here?"

"Fine. My parents are coming for dinner this weekend. Lots of cleaning to do."

Dad nodded. “Well, no matter how the house looks, I’m sure they’ll be happy to see us.”

Mom didn’t seem convinced at all. 

With another wave in my direction, Dad padded upstairs to take the diner's frying oil scent off of himself. Mom followed him mutely. Before she could get through the kitchen door, I waved to her. "Goodnight!"

I wasn't quite sure what I wanted here. I wanted to be tucked into bed like a little kid, I guess. She knew as well as I did that I was going into my junior year of high school. But I wanted the teenage equivalent of that. Maybe it would be an "I love you"? 

Instead, she put the nothing-eyes on me. "Goodnight."

It wasn't any different from any other night, but I still felt mildly let down. Let down enough to make my own way upstairs after I was done with my cleaning and tap lightly on their bedroom door. Mom had locked herself in the bathroom. Dad was sitting in bed, clearly half-asleep, but he still had a smile to greet me with when I walked in.

"Hey, Dad."

"Hey there [REDACTED]. How was your day?"

I couldn't even express through words how much I appreciate stuff like this. Like my dad, staying up late dealing with countless annoying teenagers, and still being able to deal with one more annoying teenager before bed. Like the fact that I wasn’t annoying, not to him. 

I'm thinking about those kids that kept him late. Part of me, maybe 30%, wants to tell them off for being so insensitive to keep a guy like my dad up at night over a hot fryer. I mean, why drink a Pepsi at 10PM? Isn't it caffeinated as hell? Don't they have school tomorrow? Do they even go to school?

But the other part of me is envious in a weird, weird way. I wish I had enough to do with myself that a night out getting chicken tenders was typical. And I kinda wish I had people to do that with. I've got Lily, but Mom would kill me for taking a 6-year-old out like that. And I've got people who appear again and again for class and stuff, but…

It's really dumb. It's not like I'm the kind to crave chicken tenders at 10PM. But I'd get chicken tenders if someone, even just one of my classmates, wanted chicken tenders. If they suggested it after we'd both breached our curfews and we're both laughing like maniacs. Or maybe even just standing silently and enjoying each other's company. Does that make any sense?

I need to stop writing about chicken tenders.

– – –

your best american girl 

i want the side hugs and the not-looking-up goodnights the eye bags and the posters and the sprawled writing on the floor and the unconditional

i want the messy ponytail and the screaming into the night and the never-tangled earbuds the effortlessness of a highway at dusk

i want so many songs to be written about this.

i want this more than a closed-eye fantasy as a five-minute break from the books a three-hour break from the house

that's finally quiet at the midnight i'm not spending learning what matters like how the wind feels mixed with broken silence and euphoria or which family to respect and which to rely on lean into on the sharp turns

and who holds the pen that fools us both into blaming the world with a could've when the truth is that it poorly hides a never at all.

i want what i was simply not born for and what i owe it to them to lose to replace with a foot put down a new storm for this new place a final, final push for those before me the world at my fingers where someone's hand should be.

i want each and every non-reason for my arrival scattered on a bedroom floor at night.

[f0olish-h3art]

7 months into 2022: an update...

Here it is, already July.

Well, I will just start by cutting down to the chase. Keith didn't turn out to be what he made me believe after all. Which is what leaves me all baffled because we never fought, we never argued, we never even had a slight disagreement in the 9 months we were officially together.

Let me backtrack a bit. Sometime last month, a few days before our 9 monthsary actually, a whole day went by where I realize we hadn't texted each other. I remember it being a Wednesday morning, we sent out our usual good morning text with the response of whatever the other had asked or talked about last. I said "I love you" and his usual reply which was "I love you more". I texted him later that evening stating the fact that we didn't text each other through the day like we usually do. This was around 10pm which normally would have been his lunch break at work. Next day, I noticed there was no text back. Then comes another day with no text. By Saturday with no word my PTSD from Greg starts to hit. Last time I didn't hear from Greg for 3-4 days, I call and get the news that he had passed away 3-4 days ago. Naturally, I'm worried and blow up his phone. Text, calls, DMs on all the social medias we are connected to, everything. By then, I'm slightly freaking out but I was still trying to give him the benefit of the doubt and not let my mind wander. I just wanted to know if he was alive!

Sunday morning I call again and leave him a long voice message. I finally hear from him around 3pm Sunday afternoon saying "Hey love I lost my phone jus found it yesterday before work. Ima call you when I get up". I didn't take a look at the message again till I got home that night and realized what it really said. I know his work schedule very well and it irked me that if he found his phone before work on a Saturday (meaning before 4:30 pm) but doesn't tell me or respond to me till almost 24 hours later?! After I've done blown the shit out of his phone with 4 days worth of text messages, calls, etc.?! OF COURSE that didn't sit well with me and pointed it out to him. So, I waited for him to call and talk to me that Sunday. Nothing. Monday...nothing. I text him Monday telling him that I get the hint and that I am just gonna let him be. Here Tuesday comes, what was supposed to be our 9th month by the way, and I'm feeling crazy and heartbroken and confused as all hell. I text him a very long message that morning letting him know what he's making me feel. I know I said I was gonna let him be but I couldn't let MYSELF be. Later that afternoon around my lunch break, I sneak to the bathroom and call him. THREE rings into it, he sends me to voicemail. I'm livid. I'm still listening to the voicemail message when I get a text from him with "I'll call you later". That's it.

I was a rollercoaster of emotions that whole day BUT I told myself I didn't want to let sadness control me because of yet another man that didn't hold up his end of the relationship. I told myself I WILL wake up tomorrow and all the rest of the days that GOD wills me to open my eyes, to have a better than an OK day. And I did. I was oddly at peace and calm considering the situation. My acceptance of it all came at me so fast it was almost scary but it was the good kind of scary. Now I did text him a week later, just to ask him a simple yes or no answer. I said he didn't have to give an explanation, it's just the technical part of my brain needed an answer. I asked "Are we done?". It is now Saturday, July 9 -- over 3 weeks since I sent that text -- still no answer. Clearly he wants to for some reason pretend I no longer exist. So, for myself and my sanity, I declared that it was over between us. I have alot going on this summer that he was supposed to be a part of. If this is how he wants it to be then it is what it is. I have to keep it moving. It's just unfortunate that I'm making the moves without him.

Do I regret him? Never. I'm not the type to regret a moment in where I shared a time of my life, no matter the duration, with someone I had deep feelings for, gave my love to, had a piece of my heart. The only thing that really makes me sad is that I honestly opened myself up to the idea of love and a relationship again to him after the things I've gone through and losing Greg abruptly. My closest friends know I was closed off and felt no kind of love, want or emotion until Keith came along. And of course the future plans we had talked about. I'm sad that he chose to go about it this way instead of just speaking to me, knowing full well of the things I needed us to be on the same page on before I even agreed to be IN another relationship, let alone a long distance one.

I really REALLY thought he was different. That we wanted the same things. That we had that love and understanding. It literally feels like a switch went off on him towards me and our relationship. I was hopeful. But then again, maybe I'm just that unlucky when it comes to love.

[peanutpinet]

Lucas (mafia leader) x Reader (female)

A/N: I had this thought for days now and was like, ya know, just let it out. This is my first NCT (?) WayV (?) fanfic? Scenario? Yea XD For those who have read my past fanfics/scenarios, you know how horrible I am in explaining XD but yea, essentially I just imagine that you, the reader are a uni student whilst Lucas is part of the NCT mafia, "leader" of the WayV unit (I know Kun is technically the leader, but just for the sake of the story), okie, leggo

Sighing in defeat, you gathered all your books, stationery and some clothing before sneakily going out of your dorm and to your boyfriend's apartment since he gave you the spare key, saying that it was for emergencies or whenever you wanted to come over.

After texting Lucas that you were heading to his apartment, you went to grab a cab and head there. Truth be told, you never really went there and only got the address from Lucas. Which is why upon arriving, your jaw nearly dropped when you saw his apartment; even making sure whether the address Lucas gave last time was the exact one and making a mental note to yourself to look up things beforehand.

Upon arriving, you felt like you just came from the countryside to the big city. You went to the front desk and inform them who were you looking for, handing in your ID card and was immediately directed to the elevator, one of the securities pressing the highest floor of the elevator and left you in the elevator on your own.

Just when you thought that it couldn't get any fancier, the minute you stepped out of the elevator, you were amazed at the decor and the fact that there was only one door made it even grander. Taking out the key Lucas gave you, you were actually hoping that it wasn't the correct one and Lucas just sent you the wrong address but as it turns out, the key fits and you took a deep breath, walking into the room.

But on Lucas' side, he actually didn't receive your text message. So, the second he heard someone coming into his suite, he was already reaching for his gun because he wasn't really expecting anyone to come. But as soon as he heard your signature nervous voice, he felt relieved but worried at the same time. Did something happen to you?

"Lucas? Ar-are you in here? The people at the front desk just directed me here. I uh sent you a text" you called out

"I'm here sweetheart. Now, what brings you here at this late hour? Is there anyone I should be concern with?" Lucas stated, coming out of his bedroom

"Huh? Wow. I mean, no. Sorry, it's my first time here. I uh, I was just wondering if I could stay for the night. The dorm was so loud that I couldn't study nor sleep" you admitted, trying to avoid eye contact with Lucas, thinking that it was a lame excuse to come over

"Of course you can. I gave you the spare key for a reason, didn't I? Uh, sorry about the mess and all. I didn't expect you to come. I didn't receive any messages. C'mere sweetheart" Lucas mentioned, giving a hand motion for you to go to him

"Really?! I could've sworn I...(looks at your phone) I forgot to click the send button" you sighed, hitting your head as you went over to Lucas

"Hey, hey. Don't do that. You'll hurt your brain even more. No harm sweetheart. My place is yours. Come. I'll order some McDonalds as well if you'd like" Lucas cooed, bringing you into his office

"Damn. Two desktops?! Bro and this processor is the latest one?!" you commented, placing your bag down and immediately inspecting his desk

"Sometimes I play some games with the guys. Feel free to use it if you'd like. Lemon tea or coke?" Lucas asked, scrolling through his phone

"Lemon tea, no ice. It's worth the money better. Are you sure I can study here? Am I not disturbing you?" you questioned, sitting on the chair

"Not at all, sweetheart. It's almost 10pm. I'm done with work. You're free to use my computer. I've ordered your favourites already. I'm going to go for a shower for a bit. Feel free to turn on some music as well, alright? And please don't study for too long. I worry you'll hurt that gorgeous head of yours" Lucas chuckled, kissing your forehead before leaving you in his study room

After settling, putting on some music with your account (which was already in Lucas' Spotify), you grabbed your books and stationery then started to study for your finals. In the midst of it, you heard Lucas coming in with McDonalds; wearing a plain T-shirt and sweats.

Because there was only one chair in his office, with your consent, Lucas placed you on his lap as he was feeding you McDonalds whilst scrolling through his phone, occasionally leaning his head on your back as he does so.

After finishing the food, Lucas was about to get up and cleaned up so you could study a bit better since he knew you didn't like a messy space but when he felt your head slightly leaning backwards, he questioned whether you were already sleepy or not.

"What's wrong love? Tired?" Lucas murmured as he placed his chin on your neck, wrapping his long arms around your waist

"Huh? Oh? Sorry. I didn't realise I was leaning back" you yawned, scrubbing your eyes but Lucas stopped the motion

"Don't. Your eyes will get irritated. I think it's about time you sleep, hmm?" Lucas commented, tucking a hair behind your ear as he kissed the side of your cheek

"Hmm. I guess so" you sighed, leaning onto Lucas's chest

"Alright princess, let me just shut everything off. Kay, let's go to bed" Lucas chuckled, carrying your small figure in his arms and tucking you into his bed before going to the other side of the bed

The next morning, you were woken up by the sound of your phone's alarm but just stayed in bed whilst scrolling through your phone until you realised that you had exams that starts in 45 minutes. Immediately, you got up and went back to the study room to grab your clothes, without even calling out to Lucas and head to the bathroom to get ready.

After getting ready, you were so ready to rush out the door and call a cab until Lucas finally called out to you. Once you told him that your exam was starting in literally 15 minutes, he just chuckled and told you that he'll drive you there; which was a first since all this time, you guys just have dates near your campus since your dorm had strict rules and Lucas would just walk you there (A/N: how you guys met is a story for next time, lol).

After packing some food for you, Lucas grabbed his car keys in one hand and your hand in the other, making your way down to the parking lot where your jaw also almost dropped again since the car Lucas owned is probably enough to pay your whole entire undergraduate life.

Whilst in the car, Lucas told you to eat so you wouldn't be hungry during the exam. He also mentioned that he'll come to pick you up to celebrate finishing your finals since he knew that you've been stressing over this last final for weeks; saying that he'll treat you out.

Once you've arrived, Lucas pulled you to give a slight peck on your forehead, encouraging you to do well in your finals and that he'll see you right after you're done. You smiled and thank him. Getting out of the car, you saw nearly the whole campus that was by the front gate staring at you; even your friends were stunned before rushing to you, managing to get a glimpse at Lucas who just smiled before leaving.

"Gurl!! I knew your boyfriend was hot, but well off? You definitely hit the jackpot!!" one of your friends blurted

"Sis!! Can we save the conversation for later? I need to get this exam over with first" you bargained

"Okay, okay, good luck with your exams!! I'll see you later!!" your friend exclaimed as you went to your exam hall

Thankfully, the exam wasn't as hard as you'd thought. You didn't know if it's because Lucas actually helped you study since he actually knew the subject or something else but you were glad to finally be done with it. After the exam, you got a text from Lucas, saying that he'll be running a bit late which you didn't mind. Your friend, who was also done with her exam, came to your exam hall and didn't spare a second before plastering with all sorts of questions.

Asking you where you've been the night before since you weren't at your dorm; and when you told her you were at Lucas' place, she squealed, asking if you guys did anything spicy which you immediately cut her off, saying that you just went there to study because the rooms near yours were getting too loud and rowdy.

You also explained how kind and caring Lucas was; despite the amount of work he had to deal with, he was still soft when it came to you. Ordering your favourites from McDonalds, letting you just barged into his apartment whenever and even using whatever he had; hearing this, all your friend can do was just squeal, saying that Lucas was the perfect boyfriend.

And right on cue, Lucas texted you saying that he's almost at the front gate. Your friend saw your smile and teased the heck out of you before letting you off just because she supported your relationship; knowing that you had a rough past and it was nice to finally see you happy with someone; someone that genuinely cares about you.

But of course, life ain't that easy. Because just as you were skidding along the halls to the front gate, you accidentally bumped into someone and dropped your phone. You immediately apologised about to get your phone when the person you bumped into stepped on your phone. Looking up, you met with the campus' miss popular with her boyfriend.

"Can you please let go. I really have to go now" you sighed, looking up

"Can't your boyfriend get you another one? Oh wait, is he the one that you're meeting? Honestly, I dunno what he sees in you. Oh wait, I think I do. He's probably just in it to play around or probably did it because of a bet" the girl scoffed but you were just not having it and shoved her feet off, nearly falling if it weren't for her boyfriend being there

After getting your phone, you were about to make a run for it before she grabbed your hair, pulling you back and making you fall; calling you names and all. When you got back to your feet again, she nearly slapped you when you got ahold of her hand about to push her back when her boyfriend came and took your hand, twisting it behind your back, allowing an opening for her to get a good punch out of you.

It felt like forever since you were trapped between the two "bullies" of your campus and for Lucas, it meant something was wrong. It's been almost 30 minutes since he arrived and called you but there was no answer at all. Frustrated, he called Winwin to track your phone as he went in to find you; thinking that you were held captive by one of NCT's enemy.

When he did see you, he felt a slight relief that it wasn't one of NCT's enemy but he was still very much pissed at the sight. When the girl was about to hit you for like the 15th time, Lucas grabbed ahold of her arm, throwing her to the floor before looking at her boyfriend who turns out to be one of the bartenders in one of NCT's bars.

"B-boss..." the man stammered, letting go of your hand as you almost dropped if it weren't for Lucas catching you

"You better come to work tonight. We'll have a lil discussion about respect? Hmm? Make sure everyone comes. Or I'll just have to report Taeyong about this" Lucas growled, making the man cowered in fear

"N-no sir. Everyone will come tonight" the man stuttered as Lucas stood up, holding your figure firmly in his arms

"Good. Wouldn't want to make a big deal out of this hmm? Oh, and do bring your girlfriend while I take mine to treat the wounds you both caused" Lucas scoffed, bringing you out of the campus

Once you've reached his car, he gently placed you and put your seatbelt on before going to the driver's seat. Once he was in, he called Kun, telling him what happened and that he's planning to have a meeting later tonight in the bar. After the call, Lucas took your hand in his, stroking your knuckles as he drove back to his apartment.

Upon arriving, he helped you get out of the car and into his apartment. Inside, he brought you to his room before going to the bathroom and grabbing some medicine for your bruised face and cut on the lips. Lucas treated all your wounds as gently as possible, worrying that he might accidentally hurt you, treating you as if you're as fragile as an egg.

After he was done, he threw all the cotton buds and ordered some food for the both of you; knowing that you will tell him whenever you're ready. He put his hoodie onto you before bringing you to the living room to cuddle and just watch the whole day. Occasionally, food will come and it was all from your favourite restaurants.

After the next 5th Disney movie ended, you told Lucas that you wanted to take a shower and he told you that you can borrow any of his clothes. He even said that he'll run you a bath but you told him that you were just going to take a light shower which Lucas didn't mind. Whilst you were showering, Lucas prepared a T-shirt and shorts along with the hoodie you were just wearing.

After your shower and putting on the clothes Lucas prepared, Lucas came and redid the medicine on your wounds before going back to watching some heart-warming movies on the bed. Feeling better, you decided to tell Lucas what happened and whilst it seemed that he was calm, his mind was off wondering the endless possibilities of teaching the two that harm you; whether it'd be physically or mentally.

Either way, Lucas listened to all your rambles, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, leaning you onto his chest, giving kisses on your forehead, cheeks and occasionally your neck, chuckling when he saw you flustered; basically making you 10x better, treating you like a queen up until you fell asleep.

When you did fall asleep, he gently tucked you into bed, kissing your forehead, smiling at your sleeping figure before leaving the room to the bar where he was more than ready to make the two-person harmed you suffer; not forgetting to ask Hendery and Yangyang to come over to watch over you.

"Sleep tight sweetheart. I'll be back before you know it, alright? No one treats my queen like trash and gets away with it" Lucas mumbled, kissing your forehead as he left as quietly as possible

and let's just say that everyone in the bar that night experienced a side of Lucas that no one would like to see or hear ever again.

"Try and lay a finger on her again, I won't be so nice next time" Lucas scoffed, seeing all the staff looked down, especially the two-person who hurt you

A/N: I hope that this was alright but yea, this fanfic has been stuck in my head for days

#nct lucas #lucas wong #lucas wong scenarios #lucas wong imagines #wong yukhei #wong yukhei scenarios #wong yukhei imagines #huang xuxi #huang xuxi scenarios #huang xuxi imagines #nct x reader #lucas wong x reader #wong yukhei x reader #huang xuxi x reader #nct scenarios #nct imagines #nct mafia au #nct mafia fic #wayv #wayv x reader #wayv lucas #wayv scenarios #wayv imagines #nct mafia #WayV mafia #Lucas mafia #Lucas wong mafia #Wong yukhei mafia #Huang xuxi mafia

[bgyuus]

𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

; you're a jujutsu sorcerer who's working as a part time cam girl for extra money (kinda like bj alex type beat)

also, c/n means your cam girl name since i don't have any ideas 🤡

warning: just smut and a lil fluff

"you're done eating?"

itadori asked, seeing you excuse yourself from the dining table. "yeah, i have something to do tonight," you replied, putting your bowl into the sink.

"fushiguro's in charge of washing the dishes tonight!" you exclaimed, running out of the dining hall before he could yell at you.

"anyways, fushiguro, u know what time she's gonna go live again?" itadori asked the male who's washing the dishes. nobara eyed them with curious eyes. "who's live?" she asked while wiping the table.

"c/n's live! she's been on hiatus for quite some time now and i heard she's gonna go live tonight!" the strawberry pink haired boy said excitedly. nobara looked up at fushiguro. "you watch these live with this dumbass?" she whispered to him. the black haired boy just shook his head, trying to cover his actually excited face.

as for you, you were getting ready for the live. it's true you were on hiatus for a few months because you got to enter the school along side with fushiguro. and surprisingly, gojo sensei let you do your part time work! (you only explained to him that you were some kind of vlogger, which ofc he'd let you)

it was five minutes to 10pm and the chat box was already flooded with comments from your viewers, saying "where did you go?", "i missed youuu!" and such.

you slipped on your mask and turned on your camera. "hey guys! long time no see," you said, your voice soft and pure making the comments go wild again.

"sorry for being away, i had stuff to do. anyways, now that i'm here, what do you guys wanna do?" you asked sweetly while reading some of the comments.

-in the boys dorm-

"should we get inumaki-senpai?" itadori asked, fumbling with his phone in his hand. fushiguro sweat dropped. does inumaki-senpai even watch such things?

"he watches her lives?" the raven haired boy said in a surprise and uncertain tone. itadori let out a laugh. "of course he does! he watches some of her lives with me a few times." fushiguro once again sweat dropped at his answer.

as for the said boy, inumaki, he was currently on his way to your room. well, as you can see, this boy has a huge crush on you and being a guy who only speaks onigiri ingredients who speaks little words, it's a bit difficult for him to talk to you.

"nghh ahh~"

inumaki's hand froze, a few centimetres before knocking your door. he was positive that sounded more like a moan than a yelp or whatever. and it was coming directly from your room.

his cheeks flushed at the thought of what you were doing inside. were you thinking of him? were you wishing that your fingers was his instead?

instead of walking away, he went to the window beside the door. he wasn't being a creep, he was just, curious. and oh how he thanked the heavens for as the curtains were slightly apart, letting him see half of you upper body. with just that, his mind was racing with thoughts.

your masked face was tilted back against the chair. your hands reaching something at the bottom, which he already guested what it was you were doing.

that was until your face tilted to side, to where the window was. your eyes went wide as you saw a boy standing outside, his eyes on you. you quickly stumbled out of your chair and hurriedly apologized to your viewers and end the live.

inumaki was stunned. like, really stunned. he saw your mask that c/n usually wore during her lives. could you really be c/n whom he watches through the tiny screen of his phone with itadori? that couldn't be, right?

"you! the fuck are you doing?!" you whispered yelled at him. inumaki bowed low, apologizing multiple times in his onigiri language. you expression softened at the sight of him.

"i'm guessing you saw me in my mask, please don't tell anyone about this, especially gojo sensei," you said begged. inumaki nodded, walking over to you.

he looked into your eyes. those eyes which he got lost everytime you two made eye contact. he unzipped the collar that was covering his mouth, making you take a step back. you knew what his cursed speech can do and you were surprised that it was actually cool and deadly asf.

"s-senpai, what're you doing?" you trembled beneath him. the gap between you both were just legit millimetres away. his eyes were covered with clouds of want and need. his heart skipped a beat at your scared and innocent face.

inumaki then proceeds to close the gap between you. you hesitated at first but proceed to do the same. he pushed you inside your room, closing the door behind him. your hands found themselves at his chest, gripping his shirt while moaning into the kiss.

you both let go as you were in need of oxygen. you pushed him, making him fall onto his back against your bed. you untied the rope of your robe and letting them fall to the floor.

the boy's breath hitched as he took in your figure. he can't believe it. never in his wildest dreams he'll get laid by his crush who's he supposed to confess to first.

"senpai," you called, crawling over to him across the bed. you sat on his hips, already feeling his clothed dick throbbing against your thigh. "you're already hard," your voice ever so sweet as honey to his ears.

you rolled your hips against his with a moan leaving your lips. inumaki tilted his head back into the pillows as his hands grabbed your sides, letting out a soft grunt in pleasure. you helped him out of his shirt and pants. your eyes widened at his beautifully built self.

"toge-senpai," you moaned, grinding your hips against his again. "i'm gonna make you feel so good," you huffed, sinking onto his dick that's slowly stretching you apart.

"f-fuck," you moaned, head tilting back. inumaki liked seeing you being on top of him. better yet, he likes seeing your breasts bounce as you started to ride him.

you being on top didn't last long. inumaki flipped you over, your back against the bed and him hovering over you. "t-tuna," he stammered, cheeks flushed and heavy sighing. you smiled gently at him and kissed him on the lips.

"i like you too, senpai," you giggled as inumaki attacked your neck with dark blue and purple marks, marking you as his and his only.

-bonus! next day-

"woah! is your neck okay, y/n?" nobara asked, pointing to the dark bruises on your neck. "oh, uh yeah i'm okay, i must've hit something in my sleep," you laughed nervously, covering your neck.

the second years who were passing by overheard you guys conversation. "of course she has bruises on her neck, inumaki here went feral last night!" maki-senpai laughed. the first years looked at you with wide eyes as you became a blushing mess. "tuna mayo," inumaki said softly, his cheeks burning up in embarrassment.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #inumaki headcanons #inumaki imagines #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen imagines #inumaki hcs

[natromanxoff]

Queen live at Elland Road in Leeds, UK - May 29, 1982 (Part-1)

The original intention was to play this show at Old Trafford, the home of Manchester United Football Club. Despite it having been cleared by the council and police (and not to mention, tickets had already been printed),

it was the local residents who somehow got the last vote, insisting that the volume of the sound would be disturbing. Residents of Leeds voiced similar complaints after it was announced that the show would be played at Elland Road, but it would go on regardless. There were reports that Queen had paid for residents to move out of their homes for the day, and perhaps this was part of the negotiations with the local authorities. This was unfamiliar territory for the people of Leeds - at the time this is the biggest show ever staged there. The band negotiated a later curfew with the police to ensure they could perform their full show (and with a full light show).

A fan who attended the show vividly recalls the opening bands' sets, saying how The Teardrops Explodes got [lemonade] bottled by the crowd (frontman Julian Cope appeared very nervous throughout his band's set to begin with). Another fan says, "Cope picked one of the bottles up and started hitting himself with it and stretching his arms out saying he was an Argentinian bomber or something. It was during the Falklands war, remember." Some have come to interpret this reaction of Queen fans towards the post-punk opening act as a manifestation of their distaste for Queen's general departure from rock on the Hot Space album. Heart and Joan Jett And The Blackhearts, both hard rock acts, went down well.

Right from the beginning, the band could feel like it was going to be top notch show due to the audience's involvement and enthusiasm. "Too much!" Freddie says to their singing in the fast version of We Will Rock You. After the song, he greets them. "Good evening, Leeds! Hey, it's really nice to be here. You're a wonderful-looking crowd, I'll tell you. You're a fucking amazing crowd, and you don't know what that means to a performer." Action This Day gets a lukewarm response like at most shows, but both the audience and band are truly on fire for the remainder of the evening, perhaps even more so than on the officially-released show from a week later with the title "Queen On Fire: Live At The Bowl." At one point Freddie was almost pulled into the crowd.

As Roger plays the beginning Staying Power, Freddie says, "C'mon, get your funky hats on now, huh?" Tonight the first chorus is "You and me we got... fucking power." This show is a fine example of Freddie's stellar vocal control, especially in Staying Power and Somebody To Love. After the former, he said it was a "fucking motherfucker to sing, I tell you."

Brian, before Love Of My Life: "I wanna tell you, it means a lot to us to come back up here after eight years. We won't wait this long before we come back to Leeds, okay?" But they never would.

Before Save Me, Freddie does a brief improv of Keep Yourself Alive with the audience. Brian then noodles on the piano as he usually does, and you can hear the disappointment of a few audience members as it sinks in that the band aren't going to perform the debut album classic. Freddie would initiate a similar improv in Nagoya a few months later.

A superb version of Back Chat is played tonight, after being absent at the past few shows. Brian gives his absolute all towards the end, bringing it such energy almost to the point of it becoming a completely different song.

Freddie has a slight moment of honesty before Fat Bottomed Girls: "This next song reminds me of all the dirty things I've done in my life, you know. I'm not gonna explain all the things, but you know what I mean. The bigger the tit, the better it is, I kind of think."

At the end of the show, he tells the audience how they were "Absolutely fabulous. We shall not forget you!"

Queen waited until 10pm to go on, as they wanted their lighting show to be at its most effective, but this resulted in a fine from the authorities. They wouldn't be so lucky in Milton Keynes a week later, as seen on the video footage. Despite the various rumours told over the years, the Leeds show was not filmed. Years later Brian May recalled this to be one of his favourite shows, and said he wished they had recorded and filmed this show instead of Milton Keynes.

The first pic was submitted by Fabio Minero.

Here are a few pro pics from this show:

More pictures from this show can be found at http://www.repfoto.com. You have to register as a user.

Various bootleg 45s (such as this one)

were released in the early 90s containing interviews with Brian and Roger done on the afternoon before the Leeds show.

Queen reportedly rehearsed the Hot Space ballad "Las Palabras de Amor" before this show, but it was never performed live.

Part-2

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#queen #queen band #roger taylor #freddie mercury #brian may #john deacon #queen concerts

[misssugarlips]

Oblivion

Pairing: Bucky x fem!reader

Warnings: +18 angst, rape (not from Bucky), a little fluff by the end, swearing, this is so sad tbh

A/N: hey guys! this one shot is different from my others, is sad and there are rape mentions, I haven't been through that, the truth is I tried to write it the best I could, I apologize in advance if I offend someone. This is inspired in the Grimes song Oblivion. There's gonna be a second part to this so...hope you like it! I apologize for any mistake, english is my second language. Gif isn't mine

You still remembered that night, in fact you would always remember it. You left your house around 10pm, slammed the door and put on your headphones. The streets were deserted and dark there was no one around you, a few lights coming out of the houses barely lit your way. Tears were streaming hot down your flushed face. The fight with your mother had left you very affected, you did the best you could and it was never enough, you tried to get a 10 in all your subjects and behave like a good girl, but it was never enough, that 9 had unleashed the fury of your mother making her yell at you. She had affected you a lot and you were already tired so you found yourself in the lonely night listening to music on your mp3 player. You just walked, you didn't know where to go, you didn't have a specific destination. You went through an alley and there were some nasty men smoking. You tried to get out of there but they cornered you.

"What is doing such a pretty girl alone on these streets?" The man cornered you into the alley wall, the smell of beer combined with his breath made you nauseous.

"Please let me go" you begged in a low whisper.

"So innocent, and beautiful" the man caressed your cheek with his callused and dirty hand. You started shaking, you just wanted to get out of there. The man forcefully kissed you leaving traces of saliva on your lips, it was so disgusting that you gagged causing the man to slap you. You cried louder still, you tried to defend yourself to run to some place where you could find someone to help you, but the other man grabbed you from behind immobilizing you, covering your mouth with his hand and with his other hand he kept your hands behind you in a strong grip that was starting to hurt your wrists.

The man in front of you was touching your body obscenely, he tore your jeans ripping them and got rid of your underwear too. He left you exposed and helpless. You were trembling with fear, you knew that you would not get out of this. Through your tears you could see in the distance a tall figure, was a man, he was wearing a mask and his hair was long, he was dressed completely in black.

You tried to bite the hand of the man behind you holding you, he removed his hand from your mouth releasing a groan of pain and you took the opportunity to ask for help from the guy with long hair, he stared into your eyes.

"Help! Please help!" You screamed with all the strength that you had left, your lungs ached and the air was short of you. The man ran quickly where he came from and that's when your faith was completely dissolved, this was your destiny. You prayed to God to grant you death, you would rather die than continue witnessing the stripping of your being.

"Shut up bitch" the man behind you slapped you. "If you're still a little brat, I'll disfigure that pretty face of yours" he squeezed your neck with his hands. You could no longer bear what they were doing to you, you closed your eyes letting life decide your destiny. You vanished. A little 16 year old girl would never be the same again.

Bucky woke up scared, sweating. That nightmare again. Your eyes haunted him every night, reminding him that he couldn't help you. But what could he do? Hydra had screwed up his head, and if there wasn't an order specifically saying to save you, there was nothing he could do. Guilt haunted him every day, every time he saw you in the kitchen, in the living room, in the meeting room. He seriously tried to make amends for what he had done, every day he gave you flowers, he made you breakfast, he tried to make your life easier and as happy as possible. Of course you didn't know that Bucky was the man who could have saved you that night. You thought he was very cute and chivalrous, you were falling in love with him more and more every day, but you didn't have the courage to confess your feelings to him, the truth was that you didn't have the courage to do many things, and less when it came to men you stopped trust them a long time ago, it was difficult for you to live with them or talk with them, since that day you have never been able to regain the social skills that you used to have.

With Bucky was different, he and Tony your cousin, they were the only ones you felt comfortable with. Steve was very cute, Sam and Clint too but you weren't ready to have the trust you had with Bucky and Tony with them. The boys understood it, and tried to be as understanding as possible. Natasha had told them what had happened to you years ago after they spent days begging her to tell them what was the ordeal that had made you become the person you are now.

Bucky had more than earned your trust, after getting rid of Hydra and being welcomed into the Tower as an avenger. He began his search to find you, he followed you very closely, until one day he dared to speak to you. He had promised himself to make your life the best he could, Bucky didn't expect to redeem himself, he did not believe that he could ever redeem himself or forgive himself for what he did or rather for what he did not do .

Bucky approached you in fear, seeing the eyes that haunted him in his nightmares in person terrified him. At first you only spoke to him distantly and your answers were summarized in "yes" and "no"

Seeing your beautiful face vis a vis was an epiphany for him, your face had that childish and scared air even though you were in your 24s. Your eyes revealed pain, they showed how broken you were inside, everything that had been taken from you would never be yours again. Since that day he had been captivated by your beauty and he felt stronger the obligation to be able to make you happy. Later he would discover that you were nothing more and nothing less than Stark's cousin and sometimes you helped Tony in the laboratory since you had an engineering degree. You were just as impressed as he was, the man you had met months ago in the cafeteria and who had been so attentive to you was part of Tony's group of heroes.

Bucky knocked on your door softly, he waited for you to leave your room with a tray in his hands where he had a delicious breakfast waiting for you. You opened the door to find a smiling Bucky carrying a breakfast tray.

"Good morning, doll" Bucky greeted.

"Hi Buck, come in" you smiled at him letting him go into your room. "You can leave breakfast on the table sir, thank you" you joked posing him as a butler. Bucky laughed, patting a space next to him on your bed for you to sit next to him. You took a seat next to him looking at the food, Bucky intimidated you a little, but not in the way other men did, with him you felt comfortable and safe. Only his large, muscular figure made you feel small and his eyes made a warmth emanate from your body.

"It looks delicious, thank you" you gave him a little kiss on his cheek. "I never said it was for you" said Bucky trying to hold back a smile for joking with you. You gently tapped his arm laughing at him, he smiled at you. The tray still rested on his lap. He chopped a piece of pancake and directed it to your mouth "Open up, I'm going to feed you"

"It is not necessary I can eat on my own, in fact since I am 4 I can do it" you replied, you tried to take the fork from his hand but he pushed you away directing the food to your mouth, you opened your mouth eating the piece of pancake letting Bucky feed you. The truth was it didn't bother you that he fed you you found it sweet, but you would never let him know. "Here, orange juice. Lots of vitamin C" he winked at you and you could feel yourself slowly melting away. You've never felt this way with anyone in your life, and you didn't think you could feel that way with someone else.

Bucky saw you with loving eyes, he loved being with you, if it were up to him he would spend all day and every day by your side, but that would make it very creepy and he didn't want to scare you. His love for you had been growing every day. He knew very well that one day he would have to tell you what he knew, and he was afraid, he was afraid that you would turn away from him. That you treat him for what he really was: a monster.

Thanks for reading! Remember there's gonna be a second part, please leave your thoughts in the comments❤❤❤

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Chapter IV: New limits

The moodboard-goddess @flowers-in-your-hayr​ is such a talent. Thank you soo much!

a/n: To those who like BDSM, this is your chapter! The same as always, english is not my first language, so sorry for mistakes.

Pairing: ALEX x Reader x MARCO

Words: 2336

Spotify: Kiana Ledé & Jacquees - Only Fan

Warning: +18, NSFW, smut, soft BDSM, threesome

Summary: You plunge into a new life. This courage makes you do far more than you thought.

Chapter I          Chapter II          Chapter III

Almost five months passed, and you haven't seen Alex yet. At first it was planned that he would come to visit you, but he had a few shoots and no time to make a stopover at your place. Ana has broken off contact with Marco and got back together with her ex-boyfriend. The distance has burdened her.

You got a unplanned spring break and decided to fly to Denmark and surprise Alex. You knew he would be home either the same day or the next day. In the worst case scenario, you would just sit in front of the front door and wait for him or Marco to come home.

You packed your things and took the train to the airport. Your flight was delayed, and you got to their home at almost 10pm. You stood in front of the door and didn't dare to ring the bell; your legs were shaking so badly that you could not stand up straight.

Alex opened the door and you hand him the food."Did someone order sushi?" 

,,What?!!’’ Alex was stunned, his chin dropped. 

,, Is this real? No way elskede, this can't be true!!''. You jumped at him and he almost fell over. He was overjoyed and couldn't stop kissing you.

"Maarco! Come here, see who's here!” Yelled Alex. Marco came out of the bathroom and only had his shorts on.

,, Heeej, what are you doing here?! You are crazy, girl. So good to see you'' He grinned and shook his head. You were surprised because he had no intention of hugging you. You saw someone get up from the sofa. A beautiful blonde looked at you with a smiling face.

,, Hi, I'm Clara''. Her short pants and crop top showed more of her body than you would have liked. You looked at Marco and he immediately felt uncomfortable.

“This is a good friend of Marco. And she's my girlfriend Y / N'' Alex pointed to you. You nodded to her and said ,,Hi’’ without any emotions. You wanted her to know that you would never become friends.

Alex helped you put your things in his closet and brought the food into the kitchen. You knew that sushi was his favorite food. He asked you to sit down and served you a glass of wine. 

"Thank you so much for the sushi, I love it! So tell me, how long are you going to stay?" Marco heard the question and looked directly in your direction.

,,Ehm…I have to tell you something. I was actually thinking of moving here. I have already enrolled in a Danish course. And I will start working here in the hospital in two months’’. You told him that you quit your apartment and registered yourself in Copenhagen.

"So even if you don't want me here, I'll stay in Copenhagen" did you comment at the end. Alex was impressed by your initiative. 

,,You didn't have to fly back the last time and you know that’’

"But don't worry, I'll find my own apartment as soon as possible and then move out."

"I don't think so, but we'll talk about that later" insisted Alex.

It was late and you were tired, you put the empty glass of wine in the kitchen and took a shower. The shower was at the end of the long corridor, so you had to walk past the guest room and Marco's room. You forgot your bathrobe in the room, so you wrapped the bath towel around you and ran back. The towel was too small so you hoped that nobody would notice. Alex was already waiting for you.

Suddenly someone grabbed your wrist and pulled you back. 

"Wait!" Marco pushed your hair aside with his nose and kissed the back of your neck. 

"I missed you baby". You turned around but he was holding your hand so tight that you couldn't run away.

"NO" you said quietly in a rough tone. Marco put his hand under your bathrobe and pulled you closer to him. 

"You are so hot baby", you rejected his kiss.

"Let go of my arm Marco!" He noticed you said it seriously and he let you go.

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,,You don't know how I missed you, that was an agony. I couldn't even talk to you that much on the phone properly because of all your shifts.’’ Alex complained. 

You actually wanted to ask him if he's kidding you like Marco. Marco promised to wait for you and in the end he didn't do it, but you couldn't because Alex didn't know anything about your sex, so you quickly forgot about it.

You were so horny, such a long time without a man in your bed. You were already tired of satisfying yourself. You couldn't wait any longer and dropped your bath towel. You sat on him and put his hands on your ass. You could feel that his cock was already hard. You rubbed it with your pussy and pushed his underpants down so that his cock jumped out. You took it in your hand and slowly shoved it into your pussy. You had to ride him slowly at the beginning because it hurt you a little. Alex looked up at you and closed his eyes. You could see he was enjoying that.

"Moan my name" he followed your command. 

,,Louder!’’. you wanted Marco to hear it. You felt a heat inside you, that made you cum. You breathed into his mouth and felt this magnetism between you. Seeing your pleasured face made him even more horny. He climaxed and bit your chin. 

Alex had to go to set early the next day, so you fell asleep quickly afterwards.

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In the morning you didn't even notice that he had already left. The apartment was very quiet, and you didn't see anyone. You were glad you didn't have to see this chick. You took your coffee and enjoyed the morning sunshine on the balcony. The sun's rays covered the cold, so you could keep your lace-trimmed nightgown on. 

,,You don't know how happy I am to see you again baby I missed the smell of your skin so much.’’ Marco had his face right next to your neck and smelled your hair. You pushed him away. 

“What do you mean, you missed me. You found a barbie who takes care of you.You couldn't miss me. You are such a liar. Don't you dare touch me again.’’You yelled at him and turned away from him. He held you back on your forearm so you couldn't go away. 

"Hey, listen, I went crazy, I thought you'd never come back. You always spoke to Alex on the phone and never asked for me. What should I have done? I've already broken up with her. She won't come back.’’ 

You were so close to his lips, you knew it wouldn't stop at a kiss, so you didn't dare. You were hoping he would make this decision for you. Marco grabbed your ass, lifted you up carried you into the apartment. You couldn't resist him. He was very dominant with you in contrast to Alex. He put your panties aside and stroked your clit, you were already wet. Your legs were around his waist, until his cock found his way in your pussy.

,,Baby harder’’ You wanted him to be rougher. It made the whole thing more intense. Beeing discovered by alex was like a thrill for you. His hips smacked against your thights. Marco knew exactly when to act harsh to let you cum.

The mood after sex was intimate, as if you had known each other for years, it gave you a feeling of security. 

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When you went home in the afternoon after the Danish course, both were sitting at home and playing video games. You sat between them, but they paid no attention to you. So, you got up again and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

"I'll help you," said Alex to you and took the knife away from you. You took the chance and took a shower.

"Ouch, I cut myself. Where's my nurse?! '' Alex wanted you to look at the wound. You had to grin because the cut was barely visible. 

"You have to kiss it for it to heal." and held out his finger to you. You looked him in the eyes and your tongue ran all over his finger. You felt how it made him horny. You sucked his finger and then let his hand slip under your bra, so he could feel your hard nipples. Marco was still sitting on the couch, but could exactly hear what was going on.

,, I have a surprise for you’’.  Alex blindfolded you and took you into a room. You took small steps because you were afraid of falling or running into a wall. 

,,Come on elskede, trust me.” He put his hands on your shoulders and pushed you down. You lay on the bed with your legs bent. Shortly afterwards you heard a "click" on your wrists. 

He slowly marked a trail of kisses, while you were tied to bed, just before your pussy he stopped.

"Do you like it?" it was Marco's voice and you were briefly confused. After he kissed you, you knew perfectly well that it was him. Your tongues pressed together in a hot openmouthed kiss. He pulled off your blindfold and you saw both lying next to you. Alex had already taken off his clothes and only had his pants on.

“I told him about us. I told him what we did in the disco and about sex in the morning.” You were shocked and scared of Alex's reaction. You knew it had to be said, but you weren't prepared at all.

,,We don't want to intimidate you, but we could both make you happy.'' said Marco. You looked shyly at Alex, but couldn't see any emotions on his face.

,, I knew you guys like each other, Marco eyefucks you all the time. I knew you had sex, because you rejected me even though I had fingered you in the disco shortly before.” added Alex.

,,You can think about it and then let us know. We won't force you.’’

Alex wanted to free you from the handcuffs, as you yelled.

,,No, don't!”, you searched for eye contact.

,, Come closer...’’ you whispered. ,,You are too nice to me guys. I know exactly how much you like having rough sex. So, let's stop pretending to like it gently.” 

Marco sat at the foot of the bed, you knew he liked doggy style, so you turned around and pressed your ass towards him. He squeezed your ass cheeks and could see your pussy while doing it. He caressed your already wet pussy and shoved his cock in. It made you moan loudly. You liked that feeling of being dominated and they liked it even more. Marco put his hand around your neck and pulled your head towards his chest. You could hear his fast breathing. 

"I've wanted to do this for a long time, why did you keep me waiting so long for this…Look at Alex and tell him how much you like to be fucked hard, you nasty girl.” 

Alex sat in the corner of the room on an armchair. He was hearing your clapping cheeks and rubbed his cock.

“Please fuck me harder Marco“, you’ve never seen Alex so horny. 

He got up and approached you. His big hand touched your soft neck and choked you. He did it very gently so that you could breathe easily, he was rather shy. His tongue slided soft over your upper lip. You wanted to kiss him but he refused.

,,You won’t decide what we'll do” and wagged his finger. 

,,Let's turn her over!’’ he said. They talked about you like you weren't there. 

Alex released the handcuffs from the bed but left them on your wrists. Marco put your legs on his shoulders so that he could penetrate you deeper. Alex knelt down to you and stroked your mouth with his cock. He had your arms trapped between his thighs. They grinned at each other and focused on you again. You were like on fire. Your pussy pulsed and your climax came closer and closer. You looked at Alex who was close to your face.

,,Can I cum? " Your hands sank into the sheets and you couldn't wait any longer.

,,Let it happen elskede” He gave you a gentle kiss and bit your lower lip. He saw you cumming and jerked off on your breasts, your spread it over your nipple and licked your finger clean. Marco moaned loud in your ear, you felt how the sperm ran out of your pussy. 

"Tak baby”, muttered Marco while smooched your neck.

 They both got off you and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Are you okay?" and released your handcuffs.

“I feel better than ever. Don't worry guys, you didn't hurt me and you never will.

" You stood up und walked into the bathroom.

,,Do you sleep in my bed tonight? I would be happy about that” Marco called after you.

,,I think I will settle in the guest room if you both agree. I can start work earlier than planned and it would be easier for me if I have my own room”

,,That’s not a problem for me, but i will sneak into your room if i want a kiss” said Alex with a wink.

,,All right, no problem, good night and wake me up tomorrow” said Marco a little disappointed.

,,Good night guys and thank you for letting me live here” and closed the door behind you.

 Chapter V: Inopportune moment!

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