#hope it arrieves on time

[lyxchen]

Okay so I am going to meet David Tennant in ONE WEEK and I was going to cosplay as Campbell Bain but I haven't been able to sew the hoodie or even buy farbric for it so please everyone send me some motivation so I can do it!!

#i just need to clean my desk #then buy the fabric #hope it arrieves on time #and learn how to sew a hood for the sweater #i technically should also get a haircut because my hair is too long for for the campbell hair but idk if i can do that on time #if i'm lucky i can drive to my aunt's place cause she was a hairdresser and could cut my hair #but she lives an hour away and i'd have to take the train because i don't have my driver's license yet #anywaysss #help a girl out #or more like #motivate a girl <3 #lea's random thoughts #david tennant #campbell bain

[jessjad]

Unexpected

Chapter 6

Summary: After a Halloweenparty Y/N actually didn't want to got to, her life seems to be turned around. The reason is a very stubborn Supe that seems to have her in his visier. Is it just a coincidance or more?

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x Reader

Word Count: 2943

Warnings: some language, sex mentioned, tense and dangerous situations, aaaand a cliffhanger...

A/N: So, work was like hell and the flu stayed longer then I hoped she would. But, what can you do. I hope you still like it. All mistakes are mine. Enjoy and let me know! :)

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"This is not enough!" Victoria Newman laid her hand onto her forehead in frustration as she spoke on her phone outside her office. "Johnson, you promised me results and answers! Why can you and your men not find him, while random people see them walking around in New York?"

"We can not even be sure that it was really Soldier Boy and his... girlfriend...." The man on the other side of the phone answered but it only angered Newman more.

"There are pictures of both of them online! They came out of a privat club around 3 in the morning. TODAY!"

The silence that followed was meaningful.

"Johnson, you told me, that it was your speciality to track down people who are hard to find. And Soldier Boy IS hard to find. So, live up to your promise or else I have to find someone else to do it."

And without waiting for a response she hung up the phone. This was not going as she had hoped for. But nontheless, it was neccessary that she found the former american hero before anyone else. Especially before Homelander, or else they would all be in trouble. After all, he was the only one who had a chance against Homelander and when he got a hold of Soldier Boy first, nobody would know how this would play out.

"So, Victoria..."

Speaking of the devil, she thought, took a short breath in and turned around to face the blonde supe.

"Ashley told me that you are looking for Soldier Boy." John said and crossed his arms behind his back as he walked slowly towards Victoria.

"Of course I am." Victoria replied confident, not trying to show him that he still intimidated her. "I still work with the FBSA after all. We always try to find a rouge supe."

"Interessting. You had any succsses yet?"

He got closer and closer, but Victoria kept her ground. She even held her head up a little higher, but Homelander just grinned.

"Unfortunatly, no. It's like he vanished from earth."

"And how about his girlfriend? Do you know who she is by now?"

"We have her name, but everything else seems like it got deleted. There is no more information about her."

"Hmm... to bad." Homelander looked at the woman infront of him appraisingly, but she did not cower back.

"And what about Soldier Boy? What kind of information do you have on him?"

"What do you mean? All there is to know about him is in the files at Vought."

"Nooo, that's not what I meant." The look in his eyes gave her a shiver down her spine. "I mean information about his time in Russia... and what they did to him."

"I... " this was even more worse than Victoria thought it would be. "I don't know if there even are any files left..."

"Then you should start to look into that, don't you think?"

With another weird grin, Homelander started to walk away again. But he turned around one more time.

"Oh, and let me know what you'll find out about him. Don't think that, just because you made your daughter into a supe, that I can't hurt her."

Another week went by without any changes. The only change happend between Y/N and Ben. After their little dangerous and exciting fun in that club, he and Paul brought her home safe in the early morning hours. But it took not long after they arrieved at home that Ben wanted to do a second round. Y/N had already been asleep when she stirred up by a hot feeling between her legs, just to find the supe's head at her core, playing her like a violin.

And after that the mood had shifted. Ben was not so aggravated anymore and did not try to fight with Marvin again. However, both men kept a good distance to eachother, just to be sure. On M.M.'s face though, Y/N could see that he did not like the new developements that he got to witness.

Also, Ben did not hold back on touching her, or showing general PDA, whenever he could. Y/N felt a little uncomfortable at first, especially with the looks she got from the others. Annie in particular seemed to be very worried, but Y/N could asure her that it was not forced or anything in that matter. Not in the slightest. She actually enjoyed this change and liked all the attention Ben gave her. And the man was not restless. The marks on her body confirmed that.

She felt like she got closer to him, the more time they spend together. He still did not really talk to her about deep or important things, but there was not complete silence anymore. Althought four days ago she thought he would shut her out again. Over something stupid of course.

It was in the middle of the night. Ben had already gone to bed and seemed to sleep, when Y/N came in the bedroom too. She disappeared under the covers and tried to fall asleep too, but Ben's voice interrupted her.

"Took you long enough to come to bed, doll."

He started to use that pet name shortly after they started to sleep with eachother again. Y/N did not really like that old-ass word, but it was definitly better than 'broad' or 'gal'. So, she went with it.

"Annie and I were watching a couple of old movies and we forgot the time. It was really fun."

"Hm-mh." was Ben's only response.

After that Y/N thought that he wanted to sleep again, but she thought wrong. The supe shifted towards her and a few seconds later his hand started to roam her body. She had to grin to herself. Now she knew why he was still awake. It did not take long until they kissed and touched the other, but as soon as Ben had his hand in her panties on his way to her already wet folds he stopped.

When she looked up to him, Ben frowned down to her and it seemed like he was a little angry even.

"What's wrong?" she asked but wasn't sure if she really wanted to know it.

"What is this?" was all he said and now Y/N looked at him questioningly. "What the fuck did you do?"

Still not quite sure what he meant, Y/N needed a moment un til she realized what really bother him.

"I... I shaved... this morning."

"Why the fuck did you do that?" he grumpled and let go of her completely.

"I... because it was time. I needed to shave. You know? Like, all the important parts of my body." she explained and sat up in her bed.

"But when we fucked on Halloween you weren't shaved."

"Oh god..." Y/N hid her face in her hands before she answered again. "That was because I did not think that I would be having... sex... anytime soon."

"And when we fucked again in the club you also weren't shaved."

"I KNOW! But that was just because I did not think, that we would be... having sex again."

Ben did not seemed to be convinced and Y/N couldn't believe that he actually was angry about her being shaved.

"Are you really upset about this?"

"There was no fucking need for you to shave. I like your bush."

"Ben..." she closed her eyes. "Can you... not..." but he didn't stop.

"It's not like I'm kissing a Afghan Hound. It's just right."

"I can not believe we're really talking about this." Y/N said to herself and shook her head.

"Let it grow back."

"What? NO!" the woman protested.

"You have to. I don't wanna feel like I'm licking the cunt of Shirley Temple."

"But...Ben, listen... we... we need to find a compromise here."

And after a long discussion that felt more like bickering, they agreed and made up again. But inside Y/N was puzzled. This grumpy ol' man always found a way to surprise her.

It was on a thursday, when Mallory finally called. After the ruckus that happend in the shop it had been clear that the next outing of Soldier Boy and his girlfriend needed to be better planed out and executed more safely. Y/N did not fully understand the intention Grace had with this charade, but they were already so far into it, that there was no going back now.

They picked a place near the Hudson River in Poughkeepsie. It was far off from the hot spots of New York and noone would probably expect them to show up there. It was supposed to be a normal date night with dinner. The restaurant was already on observation and Malloy had stationed many men.

Annie's network of followers who believed her had been growing pretty strong and they depated if it would be better to get the crowd involved too. But at the end they decided against this idea. If Homelander or any other enemy of Ben would be able to get to them, it would just put all the civilians into danger. But still Mallory thought it would be good to let the people know that Ben is still out there and having a good time.

A day later it was time. While Ben was still in the bathroom, Y/N went out into the living room where M.M. controlled the tv. It looked like, he was searching for something specific.

"What are you looking for?" Y/N asked interessted.

"I just... wanted to show you something..." Marvin answered and after a moment he found what he was looking for. "This. Just wanted to see if you know this by now."

On the screen appeared Ben in some kind of red tinched set with a woman on his side. It was a music video. A caribbean melody started to play and Ben began to sing. At first she had to smlie because he sounded so weird with this fake semi-black accent, but that smile faded very quickly. The song was pure misogyny at its finest.

Her brows started to furrow while she kept watching the video and she missed the satisfied grin on M.M.'s face.

"What's going on here?" Ben asked as he came out of the bathroom.

But it did not take long for him to catch up. He immediatly recognized his song and knew right away that M.M. had put it on on purpose. So, he looked at Y/N. She was watching the video too, but he could not read her face. So, he tuned in onto her thoughts, but what he found was not reassuring.

Wth every stupid lyric that came out of his mouth he saw that she thought of herself and she compared herself to the words he sang. It did not seem as if she was angry, it was more like her selfdoubt grew and he did not like that at all.

Yeah, it was true, that the song represented some of his own thoughts and beliefs, but since he came back, it started to change in a way. And Y/N played a part in that change. Eventhough he would never admit it.

All of a sudden Y/N turned around and disappeared into the bedroom. It left Ben behind a little helpless. Should he go talk to her? But he was not a fucking pussy. He did not talk about fucking feelings. Still, this whole situation did not sit right with him. Finally, after a few minutes, he groaned loudly and then followed her into the bedroom.

Y/N was standing infront of her bed and had her face towards the window. Again, Ben did not really know what to do. Her face was unreadable and her thoughts did not give away much more.

"Are you ready?" He asked, not really knowing what to do else.

But Y/N didn't answer right away. "What are we doing here?" she asked a counter queston.

That took him by surprise, because Y/N knew what was going to happen next. They talked about it long and in detail. But she gave him the answer right away.

"We don't even know eachother. I know absolutly nothing about you and you know barely anything about me. So... how are we supposed to play the lovey dovey couple, when there is nothing to build on?"

That was not what he'd expected. "Well, I'm a fucking good actor, sweatheart. You don't need to worry your pretty little head about it."

"But I do! Once people know we're there, they will take pictures and videos of us!"

"Don't think about it! Let me take care of this." said Ben a little upset. " Why are women always like that? It's my job to think about this."

"So, I'm not allowed to worry about this whole thing?" she now responded a little upset. "Oh, yeah, I forgot. Of course I'm not allowed to think about this. It would probably be the best for me to never think anything again, right? So that I don't give you any kind of trouble!" She refered to the song she just heared some minutes ago.

"Christ on a cross!"

"Hey, guys! You ready?" Annie poked her head through the door and gave Y/N the best opportunity to get out of this conversation.

Sometimes it was just so frustating to talk to the supe who had invaded her life on such a big and drastic scale. He could be nice and funny even. But those times made her forget his mindset a lot of times. She was a strong, independent woman and he would never get to change that. Especially not Soldier Boy!

About an hour later they arrived at their destination. It was a texas style Steakhouse and just across the street you could stand on the Hudson River. The restaurant was a bit out of the way on a not so busy street and it was actually a pretty place.

Mallory had arranged a privat table beforehand and as soon as they stepped inside, the employees stared to whisper with eachother. Ben and Y/N tried to be normal, not noticing anything that happend and sat down. They ordered drinks and something to eat. And after ten minutes Annie had sent Y/N a screenshot of the first pictures that were already floating around online. Clearly a waiter must've shot it.

The uneasiness whitin Y/N became more and more, so much so that even Ben started to see it in her face. So he got into acting mode and took her hand in his. And then he started to talk to her, which took her by surprise. And then he told her a little of himself. Some things about his past and the way he grew up. What he liked and didn't like.

And Y/N soaked it all up. She started to relax, began to ask him questons and told him about herself too. And whitout them realizing two hours passed. The conversation flowed naturally and even Ben liked it. He did not fully open up, but it felt good to talk to Y/N. She was really clever and compassionate.

They had finished dessert some time ago now and people had started to crowd the restaurant, but the employees held them back from the couple.

"This went more smoothly than expected." Y/N said at one point.

She did not think, that the supe would really start to share some of his story with her, but everything new she heared from him, seemed to close the distance she had felt in the last days between them. Sex or not. The emotional distance was even more clear to her after she she saw the video of Ben some hours ago.

And she started to understand why he behaved in a certain way. What made him him. She was still not fine with a lot of things he said and did, but she realized that it came down to bad parenting. And all he ever wanted was to be accepted. He just wanted to have someone who was proud of him.

Y/N smiled sympathetically at him and he gave her a genuine smile back. But then she saw the change in his eyes. The smile disappeared from his face and his gaze lost his focus.

"Ben?" Y/N asked and laid her hand softly on his arm. "Ben, what's wrong?"

And then she heared it, too. There was music playing in the backround and it was getting louder. Some kind of russian song and it made Ben stand up all of a sudden. The chair behind him fell and he started to puff his chest heavily.

"Ben? BEN!" Y/N stood up too and tried to get his attention.

The supe started to groan and his eyes shifted shortly to her. "Get out! Now!"

"Ben, whats wrong? Talk to me!" No way she was going to leave him now.

Two hands grabbed her by her shoulders. "Y/N, we have to go!" It was Annie and she started to pull her away. "Their playing the song from Mikhail Shufutinskiy. That's what the russians played while they experimented on him."

"I'm not leaving him here alone!" she protested, but Ben's chest started to glow up.

"C'mon, Y/N! We don't have time!" said Annie and finally managed to pull her away from Ben.

And while he still heared her screaming his name, Ben's vision went black and his powers blasted from his chest.

A/N: Yeah, we're going there. 🙈 Who played that song all of a sudden? And what will happen to Y/N? Until next time. 🤭

@lyarr24 @leigh70 @k-slla @deadlydivergentgirl @deans-spinster-witch

#unexpected #the boys amazon #soldier boy #jensen ackles #fanfiction

[starlitnights29]

Hey guys... This is my very first smut of Edmund×OC. I had this idea for a long time and I finally wrote it down...Hope you like it.. Well it's a bit long 😅😅And sorry in advance for any mistakes I made 💖💫🦋

Warning ⚠️ ~ SMUT , 18+ , Edmund Pevensie Smut, NSWF

THE SECRET ESCAPADE (Part 1):~

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IRENE POV-

-WE WERE HAVING DINNER. THE SURROUNDINGS WERE AS USUAL...PETER, EDMUND AND CASPIAN TALKING ABOUT TREATIES AND PACTS TO SIGN. I WAS SITTING RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE HUGE TABLE IN THE GREAT DINING HALL OF THE CAIR PARAVEL. SITTING TO MY RIGHT WAS MY HUSBAND-THE HIGH KING, PETER. AND TO MY LEFT WAS SITTING MY SISTER IN LAW SUSAN. AS THE BOYS WERE BUSY TALKING ABOUT OTHERS THINGS , I SUSAN AND LUCY STARTED TO TALK ABOUT YESTERDAY’S SHOPPING SESSION. I REALLY GET ALONG WITH LUCY AND SUSAN. I GENUINLY ENJOY SPENDING TIME WITH THEM AND THEY ARE BASICALLY WITH ME ALL DAY CAUSE MY HUSBAND IS VERY BUSY WITH HIS HIGH KINGLY DUTIES.

AFTER DINNER I WALK THROUGH THE CORRIDORS TO OUR CHAMBER. OUR CHAMBER IS THE FURTHEST FROM THE DINING HALL BUT I ENJOY THE WALK ALONG WITH THE MILD WIND CAUSE IT’S REALLY HOT IN THE SUMMERS IN NARNIA.

I WAS SLOWLY APPROACHING MY CHAMBER WHEN SUDDENLY I GOT PULLED INTO THE DARK CORNER OF THE CASTLE. I WAS ABOUT TO FALL WHEN A STRONG MUSCULAR SET OF ARMS CAUGHT ME. OF COURSE I KNOW WHOM THEY BELONG TO. “ I REALLY MISSED YOU” HE SAYS AS HE PRESSES A GENTLE YET HUNGRY KISS ON MY LIPS. I RESPOND KISSING HIM BACK. OH GOD THE WAY HE HOLDS THE BACK OF MY NECK WHILE HIS TONGUE DARTS INTO MY MOUTH , I FEEL LIKE I’M GONNA PASS OUT. I THROW MY HANDS AROUND HIS NECK AND MY HANDS BEGIN TO WONDER AROUND HIS THICK HAIR. “YOU SMELL LIKE LAVENDER” HE GENTLY WHISPERED INTO MY EAR. GOD I LOVED HIS SEXY VOICE IN MY EAR. “I KNOW” I REPLIED BACK KISSING HIS JAW. HE PUTS HIS THUMB ON MY LIPS AND GENTLY PARTS THEM “GOD I MISSED THOSE PLUMP LIPS OF YOURS. THEY ARE LIKE A DRUG TO ME”.

“OH EDMUND --” I MOAN.

YES, I’M HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH MY BROTHER IN LAW. BUT BEFORE YOU JUDGE ME , JUST HEAR ME OUT...”

PETER AND I HAVE BEEN MARRIED FOR A YEAR AND A HALF BUT WE ARE NOWHERE NEAR A REAL LIFE COUPLE. OUR MARRIAGE WAS AN ALLIANCE BETWEEN NARNIA AND ARCHLAND. NEITHER I NOR PETER WERE INTERESTED IN MARRYING EACH OTHER. I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW HIM.

YES I VISITED NARNIA MANY TIMES BEFORE THESE BUT I NEVER REALLY SPENT TIME WITH PETER. MY MIND WAS OCCUPIED WITH ANOTHER HANDSOME PERSON – THE JUST KING , EDMUND PEVENSIE. YEAH , WE NOTICED EACH OTHER INSTANTLY THE FIRST TIME I ARRIEVED IN NARNIA. WE REALLY ENJOYED SPENDING TIME TOGETHER AND WE FELL IN LOVE. I KNEW EDMUND WAS THE ONLY THING I WANTED. WE KEPT OUR RELATIONSHIP A SECRET FROM EVERYONE. NOT A SOUL KNEW ABOUT US.

AFTER OUR RELATIONSHIP HAD CONTINUED FOR ABOUT A YEAR, MY PARENTS DROPPED THE BOMB THAT I AM TO MARRY THE HIGH KING PETER BACAUSE OF SOME STUPID ALLIANCE BETWEEN OUR RESPECTIVE COUNTRIES. WHAT THE HELL. PETER HIMSELF DIDN’T SEEM TOO HAPPY ABOUT THIS FACT. I TOLD HIM THAT I COULDN’T MARRY HIM AS I LOVED SOMEBODY ELSE. HE REMAINED CALM AND SAID “ LISTEN IRENE. I’M JUST AS LEAST INTERESTED IN THIS AS YOU ARE. AND THIS MARRIAGE IS JUST A TREATY.” I SAID “ SO CAN’T WE CANCEL THIS MARRIAGE-”. HE SCOFFED AND REPLIED “ I WISH WE COULD. BUT THAT’S JUST IMPOSSIBLE.” I LOOKED AT HIM WITH UTTER SHOCK.

“SO WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST WE DO?”.HE REPLIED AS CALMLY AS HE COULD “I SUGGEST WE GET MARRIED. BUT WE DON’T NEED TO LIVE LIKE A MARRIED COUPLE. IT’S JUST AN ALLIANCE. WE’LL JUST BE LAWFULLY WEDDED BUT AFTER THAT WE CAN CONTINUE OUR LIVES HOWEVER WE WANT TO. IN EVERYBODY’S EYES U WILL BE MY WIFE, BUT IN REALITY WE’LL HAVE NO RELATIONSHIP. YOU CAN BE WILTH WHOEVER YOU WANT , I’LL NEVER QUESTION YOU.”

I GUESS THIS WAS THE BEST I COULD GET.

PETER KNOWS I’M WITH SOMEONE BUT HE DOESN’T KNOW WHO IT IS. I THINK IT’S BEST FOR HIM NOT TO KNOW.

COMING BACK TO THE PRESENT.

EDMUND IS TAKING MY HAND AND GUIDING ME TOWARDS HIS CHAMBER. I FOLLOWED HIM. I KNOW HE KNOWS BETTER THAN ANYTHING NOT TO GET CAUGHT. I TRUSTED HIM. I LOVE HIM.

--“AH—” I MOANED LOUDLY. WE WERE IN THE BACK OF THE CASTLE WHICH IS ALWAYS EMPTY AT NIGHT SO THE CHANCES OF SOMEONE HEARING US IS NEARLY ZERO AND ALSO THE DOOR IS LOCKED.

EDMUND TRAILED KISSES DOWN MY NECK AFTER HE LEFT A MASSIVE LOVE BITE.

HE CUPPED MY BREASTS WITH HIS HANDS AS HE KISSED AND SUCKED MY RIGHT NIPPLE. SOON AFTER HE PAID EQUAL ATTENTION TO MY LEFT NIPPLE CIRCLING IT WITH HIS TOUNGE. HE ALWAYS PAID SPECIAL ATTENTION TO MY BREASTS AS HE KNEW HOW SENSETIVE I AM.

SOON HIS TOUNGE STARTED DARTING FROM MY BREASTS TOWARDS MY BELLY AND THEN DOWNWARDS. WITH ONE SWIFT HAND MOVEMENT HE HAD RIPPED MY SILK UNDERWEAR AND SMIRKED LOOKING AT THE WETNESS POOLED AROUND MY PUSSY FROM ALL THE AMAIZING FOREPLAY HE’S BEEN DOING FOR THE PAST 15 MINUTES. HE LOWERED HIS HEAD AND GENTLY KISSED MY CLIT. I SHIVERED AT HIS TOUCH. HE STARTED LICKING MY PUSSY LIKE HE’S CLAIMING IT. WITHOUT ANY NOTICE HE PUSHED ONE FINGER INSIDE ME. I GASPED. HE SMILED AGAIN MY PUSSY INCREASING THE INTENSITY OF HIS LICKS. THEN HE ADDED ANOTHER FINGER INSIDE ME. I MOANED HOLDING ONTO HIS THICK BLACK HAIR. HE PUMPED HIS FINGERS IN AND OUT OF ME AS HE CONTINUED TO LICK ME.

MAN HE KNEW HOW TO EAT OUT A WOMAN-.

I’M GONNA COME.

“ED- IM GONNA---FUCK..”

WITH THAT I CAME DOWN FROM MY CLIMAX.

“SEE BABY. MY TOUNGE CAN DO SO MUCH MORE THAN JUST MAINTAINING DEPLOMATIC RELATIONS..” HE SAID LOOKING UP FROM MY PUSSY “AND YOU TASTE FREAKING AMAIZING” HE SAID KISSING MY PUSSY ONE LAST TIME BEFORE CLIMBING BACK ON OF ME AND GIVING ME THE MOST PASSIONATE KISS. I KISSED HIM BACK HUNGRILY.

THEN SOMETHING SUDDENLY CAME TO MY MIND AND I ROLLED HIM OVER AND NOW I WAS ON TOP.

“GOD I LOVE IT WHEN U ARE ON TOP BABE-”

“I KNOW. AND I LOVE PLEASING YOU MY KING..”

I UNBUTTONED HIS TROUSERS AND PULLED OUT HIS DICK. IT WAS HUGE AND HARD. THE FIRST TIME I SAW IT THE ONLY THING I THOUGHT WAS HOW IS IT GONNA FIT ME. I SMILLED LOOKING AT HIS ERECTION. I PLACED MY HAND ON THE BASE OF HIS COCK AND GENTLY LOWERED MY MOUTH AND KISSED THE TIP OF HIS COCK. THEN I OPENED MY MOUTH AND SUCKED HIM IN. HE THREW HIS HEAD BACK AGAINST THE PILLOW. I RAN MY MOUTH UP AND DOWN HIS MAGNIFICENT LENGTH. HE GRABBED MY HAIR AND MOANS OF PLEASURE LEFT HIS MOUTH. I INCREASED MY PACE BOBBING MY HEAD UP AND DOWN AND HE STARTED TRUSTING MY HEAD OF HIS COCK. HIS COCK TOUCHED THE BACK OF MY MOUTH AS I SUCKED AND LICKED HIM. THERE IT CAME. HIS ORGASM . OH GOD, I LOVED HIS FACE WHEN HE ORGASMED. AS HE CLIMED DOWN FROM HIS HEIGHT , HE OPENED HIS EYES AND LOOKED AT ME.

“IRENE. YOUR MOUTH IS MAGIC. FUCK . I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.”

I SMILLED. “I LOVE YOU TOO ED. BUT WE’RE NOT DONE YET. THERE’S MUCH LEFT.”

WITH THAT I TOOK HIS SHAFT AND POSITIONED HIM WITH MY ENTRANCE AND WITH ONE SWIFT THRUST HE WAS INSIDE ME. I GASPED. HE WAS HUGE BUT MY PUSSY ENGULFED HIM IN SUCH A WAY,LIKE A LOCK AND IT’S KEY. AFTER PAUSING FOR MERE SECONDS I STARTED RIDING HIM. I GRINDED INTO HIM , PUTTING MY HANDS ON HIS ABS AS I ARCHED MY BODY BACKWARDS. GOD – IT FELT LIKE HEAVEN.

HE GRABBED MY WAIST WITH HIS HANDS AND HE STARTED THRUSTING BACK.

“GOOD LORD. IRENE , YOU’RE GONNA BE THE DEATH OF ME ONE DAY. FUCK.”

I WAS REACHING MY ORGASM AND I KNEW SO WAS HE. WE WERE IN PERFECT SYNC.

AS I WAS ABOUT TO CUM HE SAT UP AND KISSED ME SO HARD. AND I CAME. I MOANED IN HIS MOUTH.

“COME WITH ME IRENE. CUM WITH ME LOVE..”

"FUCK ED I'M SO CLOSE- AHHH" WITH THAT I ORGASMED AND SO DID HE WITH A LOUD GROAN.

I ROLLED OFF HIM AND LAY BESIDE HIM STILL FEELING THE SHIVER DOWN MY SPINE. WE BOTH ARE BREATING HEAVILY.

“GOD.THAT WAS MINDBLOWING.”

“FUCK. IT WAS.”

I GOT UP FROM HIS BED AND WALKED OVER TO HIS FULL LENGTH MIRROR.

“YOU WANNA SPEND THE NIGHT HERE?” EDMUND ASKED AS HE ROLLED TO HIS SIDE.

“YOU KNOW I WANT TO BUT I DON’T WANNA RISK SOMEONE FINDING OUT IN THE MORNING.”I SAID LOOKING AT MY REFLECTION IN THE MIRROR. GOD – WE MADE LOVE LIKE ANIMALS. HE LEFT LOVE BITES ALL OVER MY BODY.

AS MUCH AS I WANTED TO SPEND THE NIGHT WITH HIM, I JUST COULDN’T RISK IT.

I SPEND THE NIGHT WITH HIM ONLY WHEN PETER AND CASPIAN ARE AWAY.

I PICKED UP MY GOWN AND PUT IT. I DIDN’T BOTHER TAKING MY UNDERWEAR CAUSE WHATEVER WAS LEFT OF IT WAS NOT WEARABLE.

I LOOKED OVER AT EDMUND. HE WAS LOOKING AT ME GETTING DRESSED. HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS JUST ABOUT TO GET UP, RIP MY DRESS APART AND FUCK ME RAW AGAINST THE WALL.

HE LAY ON HIS SIDE . HIS RED SATIN SHEETS COVERING HIM WAIST DOWN BUT WAIST UP, FUCK HE LOOKED MARVELOUS. HIS BODY WAS COVERED BY LOVE BITES I GAVE HIM.

I WENT OVER TO HIM AND PLANTED A KISS ON HIS LIPS.

“GOOD NIGHT,MY LOVE. SLEEP WELL.”

“GOODNIGHT IRENE.”

I LEFT HIS CHAMBER CHECKING AROUND AND MAKING SURE NOBODY SAW ME.

I WALKED ALONG THE CORRIDOR TOWARDS MY CHAMBER. WELL MINE AND PETER’S CHAMBER...

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#edmund+pevensie+smut #edmund pevensie smut #edmund pevensie #narnia #smut

[moonlight-yuyu]

Hi dear 💗

I would like to request a perfect date with mingi

My big 6 :

-Sun Aries 6h

-Moon Virgo 11h

-Rising Libra

-Mercury Pisces 5h

-Venus Aries 6h

-Mars Pisces 5h

I hope your taking a good care of yourself and having a wonderful day/ night

Thank you so much for everything

Love you so much

💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

Thank you so much for requesting here you go love!❤️

Omg just let me give you a practice room date!

You two like having a chil ldate but today was something different. Mingi ask you two come along with him to the practice room because he wanted to learn some new choreos and challenges. and who are you to say no to him?? On your way there Mingi and you started making a playlist from songs you wanted to dance to. After arrieving you start warming up and starting your playlist. the frist song that came on was bouncy and Mingi taught you the you the main part and you never laughed as much as that in a long time!

Mingi:

The Vibe:

The Song: Bouncy - Ateez

#ateez #mingi #ideal date #one shot #kpop ships #kpop #astrology #astrology ships #submission #request

[lan-zhans]

Mine | Lan WangJi & A-Yuan

[Re-post]

A/N: I got inspired to write this while reading this BL manga called "Therapy Game", which I highly recomment. I hope you all enjoy it. This is not a ship fic.

Novel Ref. Chapter 84 | Manga ref. chapter Extra 2 pages 15-16 (Also on AO3)

Summary: There's a reason why A-Yuan was put in a pile of rabbits. 

Words: 1k

People looked at them, curiously. The man in white, walking elegantly with his robes fluttering behind him, certainly looked too young to have a kid of such age following rapidly behind him, hugging a package against his chest. They sent glances and even glares, whispering behind their backs, but Lan WangJi didn’t pay attention, instead, he focused only in those little footsteps behind him, hurriedly trying to catch up on him. He slowed down a bit only when they arrived to yet another stall where Lan WangJi stopped, calmly asking for a few things.

At their stop, A-Yuan let out a deep breath. His forehead ribbon was nearly soaked in sweat, his little legs hurting and the arch of his feet aching. His throat was also a bit dry and he wondered if HanGuang-Jun could buy a bit of water for him.

“HanGuang-Jun,” he started, but by the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a scene that, he thought, he had never seen in his life.

A young lady, fairly beautiful and with rather elegant pink robes, held a child tightly between her arms. A-Yuan thought that the kid, who was sobbing and whimpering against the lady’s shoulder, was around his age. The woman swayed him from side to side, giving him countless of kisses on the head and on his cheek, whispering words that slowly made the child stop crying.

He felt a strange sensation spread inside him: it was like an unpleasant tingle wrapping around his heart and pooling into the pits of his stomach. He suddenly felt angry and embarrassed and sad, all at the same time. He had the urge to look around, so he could stop looking at that lady and the kid, but he couldn’t, not until Lan WangJi called for his attention.

“A-Yuan?” A-Yuan didn’t notice Lan WangJi was looking at the scene too because his sever and yet, gentle eyes were looking directly at him. A-Yuan’s cheeks flushed bright red as guiltiness raised inside his chest as if he’s been caught looking at something he shouldn’t see.

“Han-HanGuang-Jun,” A-Yuan shyly stuttered. “I am a bit thirsty,” he said looking down at his shoes and then trying to sneak a peek at the lady, but they were already gone.

Lan WangJi looked at him for a second longer before he spoke again. “Can you wait until we are back to the Cloud Recesses?”

A-Yuan nodded rapidly, his chest feeling tight and his eyes burning at the edges. Coming back to the Cloud Recesses sounded really good.

–

Lan WangJi didn’t force a word out of A-Yuan. He would never do such a thing to him, so he simply walked toward that place where a bunch of white, black and spotted rabbits gathered and bounced around with excitement when they saw the calm man in white robes and that little boy who’s always by his side arrieve. Their little noses sniffing them happily and their plump little bodies jumping on them, begging for their attention.

Right after their arrival to the Cloud Recesses, Lan WangJi thought that A-Yuan’s GuQin lesson would be outdoors, so maybe A-Yuan could clear his clouded mind and heart. So, placing WangJi down and gently pushing away some curious rabbits wanting to jump on the instrument, he silently started to set everything up for the lesson to start.

He even seemed to have forgotten about the kid fiddling with his white robes, looking shyly from left to right and even ignoring some rabbits touching his legs, wanting to be picked up, but right after he found himself sitting on his own legs, he called A-Yuan to start.

“HanGuang-Jun,” A-Yuan finally spoke, his eyes looking down, avoiding to look at Lan WangJi. “HanGuang-Jun, why do not I have a mother and a father?”

The question did not completely surprise Lan WangJi, especially not after what A-Yuan saw earlier, however, it hurt him. His heart felt heavy inside his chest and his memory clouded with the memory of the person who once kept A-Yuan under his wing and claimed him to be his. The pain nearly steal all the air inside his lungs, but when tears began to fall down A-Yuan’s flushed cheeks, he couldn’t help but wrap his arms gently around A-Yuan’s little body.

“A-Yuan,” Lan WangJi said softly. “Your parents loved you very much.” At his words, A-Yuan sobbed as quietly as he could, his arms wrapping back around Lan WangJi. “They gave their life away to save yours.” He soothly patted A-Yuan on the back. “But now I will protect you.” A-Yuan felt Lan WangJi’s lips being pressed against the crown of his head. “You are mine, A-Yuan. And I will never leave you.”

His words made A-Yuan cry a bit harder, scaring some rabbits away and making some other gather around them. Lan WangJi allowed A-Yuan to stay between his arms until his sobs stopped, only then, he pushed him away from him gently and took a white tissue out of his sleeve to clean A-Yuan’s face up.

“I am sorry, HanGuang-Jun.”

“Mn. It is fine.”

A-Yuan, once cleaned up and a bit congested, took a seat right beside Lan WangJi, his features sad as Lan WangJi explained the day’s lesson, piling up rabbit after rabbit on top of A-Yuan.

A-Yuan barely noticed that his lap slowly started to fill with little white cottons until he felt their little heads bumping and rubbing against his stomach. He noticed only then, that there also was a bunny on both his shoulders and even one on the top of his head. The amount of rabbits kept growing until he was covered up to his chest.

Lan WangJi grabbed one last bunny and pulled it close to A-Yuan’s face. “That- that tickles, HanGuang-Jun!” He giggled when the little pink nose sniffed the skin of his cheek. One bunny on his shoulder also began to sniff his neck, making him giggle even more.

Lan WangJi couldn’t help but smile at the sound of A-Yuan’s childish laughter. That big smile had surely swept the sadness away from his face and, he hoped, from his heart too.

He didn’t lie when he said those words to A-Yuan. From the day he found his dying body inside that tree, and from now on, he’ll protect him and he’ll be his until that person comes back, even after that. Until the end of the times.

“Han-HanGuang-Jun, they are eating my forehead ribbon.”

“It is time to keep practicing.”

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[horrorslashergirl]

Gorgeous Disaster PART 3

Pairing: The Collector x Reader, Asa Emory x Reader

Part one here: https://horrorslashergirl.tumblr.com/post/189377282917/gorgeous-disaster

Part two here: https://horrorslashergirl.tumblr.com/post/189615817332/gorgeous-disaster

It was morning, 9 pm more precisely and all you do is pace back and fort in your modest bedroom, your closet wide open with different types of clothes all over the place; with you in only your white lingery. You decided that for this date you wouldn’t wear the best of your lacy undergarments, because you doubted that you two will get so far as to reach the bedroom and even get your clothes off, so no point in getting all dolled up under.

Still you didn’t know what to wear, it was only a date, but to you it felt so much more, especially after all these months of solitude. You knew a first impression was very important when meeting someone; so you picked up a white buttonup blouse with red hearts pattern, black tight jeans and some red stiletto shoes that began to get dust on them for not wearing them for so much long.

Putting all your clothes on you looked into the mirror, twirling around to check if everything looked good. Now on the make-up you weren’t exaclly one to get caked on it and even if you did, now you weren’t confident enough. Your eyes locked on your long forgotten red lipstick on your nightstand. Bitting your lower lip you felt a little daring; why not? Is not like you hoped to get swept by this guy in all that lovy-dovy stuff.

After finished with your make-up, you looked over your red pouty lips, so sensual; maybe a little too much? Befor you could decide otherwise you looked over your clock, eyes wide at the time. You were supposed to meet Asa at 12 pm at the coffee shop, and your clock was ticking 11: 40 pm. Checking your hair once over, a little bit of curls here and there, you took your jacket from the hook, your keys and phone and opened your apartament door, getting out and heading to the place where you will meet your date.

Looks like the luck was on your side and the fact that you lived close to the coffee shop; checking the time it was 11: 55. Sighing in relief you opened the door, the bell anoucing your arival. It was kind of empty, an old couple at the table, chit chatting; a man writing on his laptop, but he was to old to be Asa and the old waitress that flirted with the cook. So you arrieved befor him? You needed a prize for that.

Choosing a random table you settle down, your jacket hanging on the back of the armchair. It was 11:58, maybe he ditched you or it was just a prank; so much for getting dolled up. The clock hit 12:00 and the bell anounced another customer, your eyes automatically looked up and your breath hitched up.

He looked to be 30 or something, but still handsome with brown hair and grey eyes that seemed to pierce your soul, sending you shivers down your spine. He wore a white button-up, a denim jacket, brown slacks and simple black shoes. His attire was simple, but he had that spark, that spark some men have when giving you a look-over.

“Hi there. [First Name] [Last Name], correct?” he said in a husky voice, all you could do was only nod, your mouth hanging a bit open.

He only chuckled at your expression, sitting down across from you. “Asa Emory, a pleasure to meet you.” he said and like a spell, you woke up and nodded, your eyes looking everywhere, but to him, a light pink dusting over your cheeks.

It was so embarassing, now he probably thinks you are just a clumsy little girl, it was like you couldn’t form words out of your mouth. The waitress came up to the two of you, taking your orders right away.

“So, [Name]?” Asa said as he took a sip of his coffee.

“Look I know this date is getting awkard and probably you want to end it.” you say, trying to end this silence that seemed to get you a little too much.

“Not at all [Name]. Is fine to be a little shy...Actually I find it rather cute.” he said and gave you a lopsided smile. You blushed at the comment and a dorky smile crept over your face.

“T-Thank you...is just that is been a while since I went on a date, so I am a little clumsy at this.” you admitted, trying to get as much words as you could.

“I feel you. I am not much of a dater too, but you seemed a very decent girl, unlike others.” he said the last part with a little venom. He taught about all these whores that he kidnapped and killed, reasabling their bodies to look like a centipede, but you didn’t needed to know this little detail about him; well, not now at last.

“I am taking that as a compliment and likewise. You were the only one that could put up a conversation without been a pervert.” you said, giggling.He rested his fist on his cheek as he listened to you talk, getting a little more confident in your words.

He could remember how you looked 6 months ago, all beaten up and bloody, your lower lip busted, criss-crossed cuts all over your back. Looking over your red painted lips he was oh so tempted to trail is bowie knife between them, but he knew that patience was the key, at last now, because last time you kicked him in the balls, trying to escape.

His other hand ghosted over one of yours, making you freeze mid-sentence at the delicate touch. His thumb rubbed over your knuckles as he never broke eyes contact with you. Your cheeks felt like they were on flame, making feel all hot with shyness.

“You know [Name], you look so beautiful, butterfly.” again with that nickname, but hearing it come directly from his mouth, made your stomach do flip-flops, like it was full of butterflys, hench the irony.

After that comment you two continued to talk abut likes and dislikes in eachother, like you did online, only it was face to face and it fet more naturally, rather than writing over a chat-box.

As you both finished the coffee, you two took on a walk; it was already getting afternoon, the sun falling down with the clock ticking away. Still the date went on and on, like it would never end and it was kind of magic; to know that 6 months ago you probably would have died if not for your feisty attitude.

“We probably should end this date, have work tomorrow and I need to get back to my dogs.” Asa said, your hand still in yours, like if he let go you would dissapear. You nodded feeling a little sad that you had to say goodbye. He took your chin between his index finger and thumb and pulled your face up, so your eyes could meet his grey ones.

“Hey, don’t be sad. I’m gonna make it up to you and how does a second date sound? Next weekend?” he asked as he strocked your chin, like a master would do to his pet. All you could do was nod, your face a blushing mess.

“S-Sure, Asa.” you shuttered, your eyes looking away from his. One of his hands ghosted over the back of your waist, pulling you flush against his broad frame. Before you could say anything a pair of plush lips touched yours, moving in a gentle dance. You couldn’t believe it, Asa was kissig you, a kiss after so long it felt like it was your first one. Your hands grasped at his denim jacket, feeling a little dizzy. Before you could do anything he pulled away gently, giving you one last peck on the corner of your lips.

“See ya then butterfly.” Asa said as you two parted away. You stood there for some minutes, seeing his figure dissapear in the distance, then a wide grin stretched across your face, like you won the lottery. You walked back home, never breaking that smile full of hope and joy.

On the other hand.....Asa opened the door to his two-story house, Hellstrom and Burkhard already at his feet. He had a smirk across his face, as he touched his lips, imagine the sweet taste you had on, like strawberry maybe? Anyway, it was so sweet and the fact that he got you tangle in his web ws making him swell with pride.

You looked even more beautiful than he remembered, maybe because then you were full of blood, but still stunning. You were good enough to eat and he couldn’t wait for the next weekend. Slow baby steps, he remineded himself.

Still until next weekend there was a full week ahead and so many more victims to torture and collect. [Name] could wait....you were already trapped in his mind game.

To be continued.....

#the collector #the collection #the collector x reader #The collector x you #Asa emory #horror movie #slasher x you #slasher x reader

[harrycrozby]

So about the trailer

Why does this trailer had to be so good *sighs*?!  From the music to the choosen scenes over the cutting... Gahhh. It’s currently impossible for me to get the trailer song out of my head and with that some of the most haunting scenes. Not just how Polo falls and is lying there on the flor and then Guzman is trying to help him, also Ander crying and how they all are sitting next to each other at the end of the trailer, except Ander 🙁.

But let’s start at the begining.

While I was hoping some of the teaser trailer scenes, from the day before, which basically wasn’t a teaser only some pics put together, would be part of the trailer and explained, well sort of cause they never explain anything they make us even more crazy with new information, fooling us the most of the time with how they cut the trailer together, happened here again.

The only thing I’m sure of is that Polo is really dead and I think I have said this before, as much as I hated him for killing Marina and then covering everything up, putting Ander is the shitty situation of having to choose between his two best friends, by either telling Guzman or not and then maybe loosing him and lying into Guzman’s face a millions of times, I didn’t want him to die. He should have gone to prison, lost all his friends for doing what he did but not dying the way he did.

But the rest. It’s interesting how they choose to use mostly scenes of their graduation party at their club before and after Polo dies.

The first few seconds are just wow, how they all are standing close together when Polo arrieves and how they can’t believe that he came to celebrate with them. My most favorite part is how Nadia is standing with Guzman and Rebe and how when Polo arrives Guzman and Nadia are continuning staying together and Guzman positions himself infront of Nadia as trying to protect her instinticvly.

I would also like to point out, that Carla is next to Samuel, Caye to Valerio, Ander next to Omar, who as it looks like is still working at the club, while Lu seems to be alone as Rebe was until she placed herself next to Nadia and Guzman.

While we can’t be sure when Polo talks to Guzman and what he probbaly has told him, I totally understand Guzman that whatever Polo said, he can’t and won’t forgive him for murdering Marina and everything else he did afterwards.

What I would like to know is. How much time has passe by after Polo arrived until everything went downhill and ended up in that mess that makes all of them a suspects in a murder again?

The scene between Nadia and Guzman definalty takes place in the club and my guess is before Polo arrieves. Speacking of Guznadia, I hate that it looks like Malick is proposing to Nadia cause it’s sadly his hand cause we can see a bit of his shirt and jacket in that sequence.

Nevertheless it doens’t have to mean that he is proposing. Maybe only showing her the ring?

Or if he does I’m sure she says no cause she loves Guzman and because when being in the club, Nadia wouldn’t talk to him the way she does, no she wouldnt’t even be there with her hair open and dressed like this if angaged to someone else.

But the rest is all about what happened before during the second half of the school year.

Lu and Valerio kicked out of their home and Valerio because being short on money using Rebe’s conections to deal with drugs? If he does things will get messy especually because he has no idea how to do that and as addict himself, things will get out of control. Speacking of which, a threesome of Polo, Valerio and Caye? Oh no... so unneeded. I get that Valerio is getting out of control but Caye and Polo and in that one scene it’s definalty Rebe with him in the club. So he is basically having something with almost everybody exepct Nadia and Carla.

Or who knows cause Carla seems to start to take drugs herself and God knows what happens when she does.

I also think there is not only the *beach party* but another one, where Lu is waering a tux and taking a pic of someone.

There are a few more things I want to talk about but I’m going to do that in another post cause otherwise this will post will get too long.

It already is 😄

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[janna-the-breaker]

Hold on

Warnings: Mention of suicide and abuse.

Donnie: Janna?? Are you okay??

Janna: No...

Donnie: Want me to pick you up?? Mikey made some tacos.

Janna: Okay.

Those were her last messeges. Before she left her phone on the bed and locked herself inside the bathroom. Taking the blade of her razor and making deep cuts whitin her wrists. Wine colored blood coming out of her wounds, making a red puddle under her. She hated herself for everything. For being born, being a loser and for doing this with Donnie. She knew he didn't deserved it, but she knew that he didn't deserve someone as weak as her either. She was slowly losing her consciousness, her breath was fading away as her eyes closed. And an immense feeling of peace invaded her chest.

Donnie entered her apartment through the window, the tall turtle looking around for his love. He saw the bathroom door was closed, he knocked on it calling for her. There was no answer or even a noise. He knocked again, more louder. His heart racing in worry. He didn't have a choice. With a strong kick he smashed the locker and broke into the bathroom. His eyes tearing with was he just saw. His love, his angel, his darling, laid on the floor with bloody wrists. He leaned down on her and started to check her out. Her heart beating so slow and her breath almost fading. He took his phone and called April, no time for explanations, just told her to call and ambulance to Janna's place. During the wait for the ambulance to arrieve, he stayed by her side. All that he could say was "why". Why would she leave him like this?? He knew she was in pain for the traumas of her past, and he thought he could help her. But he failed. If he managed to help her the way she needed she wouldn't be like this now.

This was his fault.

A few minutes later, the paramedics arrived at her apartment, bringing a table they could laid her on. Checking her vitals, and thankfully she wasn't gone yet. Of course he hid on the rooftop. Only to find his brothers there waiting for him. They didn't ask any questions, just gave their brother a shared hug. They followed the ambulance to the hospital, April had gone with Janna to give them news about her state. They waited for two long hours, struggling for any news from April. But she didn't knew anything as well. Donnie was dead silent. All of his hope already gone. Preparing himself emotionaly for when he would have to burry his only love. All because he wasn't good enough to protect her from herself.

However, his phone rang. He answered it, ready to hear April's crying and saying how sorry she was. But, she was happy. Overjoyed was the right word. She said they managed to stabilize Janna and that all she needed now was to recover mentaly to be discharge from the hospital.

His brothers tried to cheer him up, saying that she would be okay. But it was in vain. The feeling of guilt stuck inside his chest. He still couldn't forgive himself for letting this happen to her.

During Janna's recovery at the hospital, he locked himself inside his lab. Working on any kind of inventions to keep himself busy. He didn't show up to training, patrol and even for the meals. His brothers were worried about his well being, priving himself from eating and socializing wouldn't do well for him. But no matter how many times they would knock on his lad, he refused to go out. He could only think about Janna and how much he missed her. He wanted to hug her tightly and say that he would take more good care of her. That they'll go through this together like a team.

After a week, Janna was back home. She would have an appoiment twice in the week with a therapist and recieved new medication. She wanted to see Donnie again, but she was also scared that he might be mad at her for what she did. However, the tall terrapin showed up at her apartment with a flower bouquet. Smilling like he haven't done in weeks. He picked her up and hugged her like she would fade away from his arms. So happy that she was back to his life, never to go again.

"I'm so sorry!" She said looking down with shame in her face. "I'm so stupid."

He lifted up her head by her chin and looked deep in her eyes. "That. That was stupid. Not you!" He said before giving her a needy kiss, one that showed her how much he missed her.

-The end... It's just the begining💜-

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[ajoycegallogo]

( SEASONS ❄🍃🌞🍁)

( SHORT STORY )

"WINTER" ❄

love is such a fleeting concept nowadays , you can keep saying " I LOVE YOU " to someone and it wouldn't mean much .

I used to be one for romance, one of those who would sing about how love conquers all or one of those who still

believed that true love still exists , but as the seasons changed , so did my perspective on love .

It was during the first days of winter , the snow slowly falls on to the paved roads , the leaves have started

to wither , and my heart freezing over, reacting to what had just occured .

I was patiently waiting at the diner where my boyfriend and i frequented , the familiar smell of the eggs and bacon

from the kitchen , the soothing music of the jukebox permeating the room , and kind smiles of the waiters would always

put my mind at ease , we were set to meet there for our dinner date and i was planning to ask a very important question.

as I saw his figure approached the door , his face seemed gloom . he then sat down on the chair from mine .

" what's the matter baby ? " I asked

" We need to talk." he answered meekly , "This is not working out anymore ."

Taken back i answered , "what do you mean baby ?"

" stop calling me that! " he yelled at me.

after that everything was just a blur of colors and a jumble of word . that conversation lasted about 20 minutes before

before he decided to leave , i was too shock to give chase . as i sat there thinking about how everything went wrong ,

I took the small box from my coat pocket only to open it and wonder what am i gonna do with this couple ring that i am

planning to gave him as a gift for our anniversary . I felt as if my world has been turned upside down , after 2 years

into a relationship I thought that we were strong enough to last a lifetime . after wallowing in my sorrows for about an

hour , I decided to go back home and never come back to that diner but before i went out the door , i wanted to leave

a parting gift to the place that had hold so many memories .

I placed the the box with our two rings inside in the counter with a note that reads , " I didn't had much luck with this .

I hope that it would be more useful for you ." and left the place .

the walk home that night was a lonely one , the winds were singing a harrowing tune, the sound of the birds are nowhere to

be heared , and even the annoyance of traffic is nowhere to be heared , my heart that day was as frozen as the winter day .

(SPRING 🍃)

Nicole , a few friends , and i went to the salon and went to buy clothes is done .

As we arrieved at the place , I can tell that the air is fresh and relaxing filled with the smell of vanilla coffee,

oh how i missed this place .

the girls took their time taking pictures and posting it on their social media accounts .

while I would love to join nicole listening to music while enjoying the view . I decided to step

out a little far from where they are and get some time alone feeling the place where i can see the swing

that reminds me of him .

I've always love the night air , the view of the city lights makes me feel lightened up the absence of car noises

is calming .I then decided to ride on the swing to emmerse myself , and to think .

looking back, I found myself asking questions like ; why i didn't see it sooner ? was it my fault ? and why

have I let myself go ? these and thousand more questions were swimming in my mind , a part felt like screaming at the

world , thinking what I did do to deserve such a fate . As I put my hands on my face , hurt at everything that had happened

, I found out that I was no longer alone .

" Wow, A guy said from other end of the bench , " you look terrible everything okay , there ? " i will never forget the

first time I looked upon that manly figure , his beautiful deep brown eyes pierced right through my soul .

"Hello? he exclaimed ," not much of a talker are you ? well dont mind me then. " he then takes out a little pad and

starts to scribble something on it .

"what you got there ? " I finally asked .

" we'll someone finally decided to talk ! he said and smile, " well if you really want to know , I usually go out on quiet

night like this to draw . and tonight I found myself drawn in this place .

" Are you like some sort of an artist ? '"

He then laughs a hearty laugh " oh I wish I was that good , but no this is just something I love to do to get my mind

off of the things that stresses me out . " she then caught eye that I kept looking at his sketch pad , " would you like

to see some of my drawings? "

" I would love to . " he then handed me his sketch pad and as i flipped through his work, my eyes laid feast on beautiful

pencil work of buildings , nature , people , and all manner of beautiful scenery . " Wow , you are amazing at this !"

" Thanks ... " he replied , " the name's Yuki by the way ." he then reaches out to shake my hand .

" I'm jillian , care to share what are you doing here by yourself ?

" we'll if you see right there , " I said as I am pointing at my friend taking pictures , I was with those girls a bit

earlier but I decided to step out and get some time alone ,"

" Well if you want to go have some fun , I know a spot that is pretty awesome ." he said while standing up and holding

out her hand , " so do you want to come with or not ?"

I took his hand and exclaimed , " alright , lead the way ." t

he said with a big grin on his face while he drags me to a place that I wa unfamiliar with . Thinking about it now ,

why did I trust him so easily? he was a complete stranger and yet I feel like I already know him .

after around 10 minutes of walking we arrined at the place called " solace "the place was not crowded but kinda lively

. it was a small cafe on the edge of the town , the atmosphere there was so much more realxing than the place that

i used to go . " what do you think of the place ?"

" wow ,I said while I was scanning the place full of vintage knink knacks and paintings , " this place is amazing . how

did you find this place? ' I've lived all my life in this city and I'VE Never found this place ."

" This place just opened up, a friend of mine owns it , So if you come here with me , you can get a discount ."

" sweet , you must have some interesting friends ."

" Ha - Ha yeah ." a moment of awkwardness then ensues .

" i think we should take a seat ." I said in attempt to break the atmosphere .

" Oh right , I know a good spot . " he then leads me to a spot on the roof everlooking the countryside .

" you're right . this is amazing spot ".

" yeah ... OH I already ordered us their most amazing drink , I'm sure you'll love it . It's bavarian coffee

and it is by far the best coffer I have ever tasted ."

" I'll take your word for it " , as I said that , the waiter brought us the drinks , " Well speak of the devil ."

" cheers ." he said as he raises his glass . as we drank the coffee , the bitterness of the coffee started to dance

on my toungue , as well as something sweet , is it milk / fruit ? or maybe it's the coffee itself? eaither way ,

that coffee huh?"

" definitely never tasted something like that before . i love it " the night then continue with some lovely conversation

between strangers . We were so preoccupied with each other that the staff had to kick us out because the place was

closing .

"Wow !" she exclaimed , I didn't realized we were talking that long ."

" yeah me neither ." I commented , But I had a really nice time with you."

he smiled shyly , Hey do you want to do this again sometime? "

" Yeah , I'd love to . " we then exchanged numbers and went on our seperate ways . that night I went back home that day

with my friends , a smile on my face , and once frozen heart started to bloom once more.

(SUMMER 🌞)

A few months passed and we kept seeing eachother , sometimes to small places , like our favourite hangouts , other times

to some place special , like a masked ball . we gotten to know eachother very well . and as the summer times roll in ,

we had dated for about two months , " hey there sweet cheeks ." he said to me in a sweet manly voice ,

" what do you want to talk about ?"

"hey there big butt." I said as I try to keep the atmospehere , what's the rush ? can't we just eat and drink first ?

he started to stare me down ,suspicious of my intentions , what's the matter yu?

" you're acting really suspicious right now," he said that as the waiter brought us our food , " did my food had poisoned?

"what ? no ! why would I even do that? "

" I dont know maybe you think im annoying but breaking up with me is too hard and now you're getting rid of me

the old fashioned way. "

I sat there with a bland look on my face . " yu that doesn't mean make any sense , If I found you annoying , why would

I be asking you to move in with me ?

he sat back with a stunned look on his face , " what ... you want me to move in with you ?"

" We'll we've been together for a while now and I think we're ready to take our realtionship to the next step ,"

as I said as I handed him the keys to my apartment , " so yu would you like to move on with me ?"

I stood up , he grabbed me and kiss me on the foredhead , " yes ofcourse I would love to but wouldn't it be better that

we built our own house after this ?

" we will get there yu ."

" I love you jill "

" I blushed ... " I love you too yu ."

at a loss for words , I did the onlt that I was appropriate to do , he ran to me and embraced me . " thank you , he said

our favorite stuffs and ourselves , we meant the world to eachother and nothing can separate the both of us .

I felt like the most luckiest man alive to have you by my side ."

A few more months passed and I our love only grew during those times . We knew everything about ourselves .

(AUTUMN🍁)

YU'S POV

that day , we were supposed to meet by the park where we first met . The autumn leaves were starting to fall , the

wind had started to turn cold , and I was sweating with anticipation . WE were together for 10 months , that's not

a long time , I bought her the ring last week , it wasn't the fanciest ring out there but I thought that she would

okay with it , I waited for her at the bench where we met each other for the first time , I was lost in thought of

our future together , the family we would make , when I heared the screaming ,

I immediately ran towards it , it was a car crash and as I move through the crowd and I saw a body lying on the ground,

it was jillian ... I wa shocked , I immediately ran towards her , held her and yelled , " Somebody please ! Somebody

call an ambulance ! frustrated at the slow reaction of the crowd , I carried her all the way to a nearby hospital .

I slammed through the door and screamed , " Somebody help! Somebody help my girlfriend ! " One of the nurses took her

and send her to the operating room . I followed close behind but was stopped by one of the staff. ' i'm sorry you

have to wait here ." and then it started the most frustrating few hours of my life . it was agonizing , the uncertainty

of what is to happen , the self - blame that I had to endure , and the feeling of helpless was consuming me .

after a solid 5 hours , one of the doctors came up to me , " So doc , when can I see my girlfriend ? "

the doctor just stood there , unsure of how to break the bad news , but i could already tell.

I'm sorry ," the doctor said as I began to break down in tears , " we found this in her backpack . I think

you would like to keep it ." he handed me his a box and as I opened it there are two rings inside a couple ring

the last thing of hers that I held . I sat back down looking through her at the morgue with her cold body .

my eyes filled nothing but tears .

A week after her death , here we are now , at her funeral . Her family asked me to do a speech on her behalf .

I'm nervous , anxious about what to say . and worried that I don't get to say what I need to say . But as I

walk towards the altar and as her coffin is being burried , "My love for her will never falter and yet my heart

has dropped and may never rise again just as the leaves of an autumn ."

( END)

@queenlupitajones

I would like to apologize sir for passing this after the deadline 🙏

BY : Angel Joyce Gallogo

HUMSS 3

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The Past (Chris x MC & Damien X MC)

So I finally did it, I wrote my first fic! I know it’s not the best, but it’s been in my head for too long, and then I saw the quote above and I just knew it fitted perfectly so I wanted to write this. Let me know what you think! Sorry for any mistakes in advance! I’m still learing, but if see any please let me know, it’s the best way for me to learn more :) All rights & credit go to Pixelberry Rating: normal (?) nothing scandalous I promise!

Perfect Match & The Junior crossover

Amy woke up slowly and turned to her left side only to find an empty space. She looked up at the clock on a drawer next to her bed. It was 7:23 and she smiled to herself. He’s always been the biggest morning person I know, she thought. 

Sighing, Amy rolled out of bed and headed to the kitchen, where she could hear her boyfriend’s quiet singing whilst making coffee.

Three years. It’s been three years since this whole Eros thing, three years since she, Nadia, Steve, Damien, Hayden, Sloane, and Alana managed to bring Eros down. For good. And suddenly they were all free. Nadia and Steve lived in their own house, next door neighbours to Hayden and Sloane and Alana decided to stay in Germany. The moment their plane safely landed in New York, Damien asked Amy on a real date, just as he promised. They’ve been together ever since, and last year they moved in together. It’s been good three years.

Amy smiled at the sight of her boyfriend trying to make breakfast. Damien is many things, great things, but a cook is not one of them. He’s just as adorably bad at cooking as she is at all these detective stuff. She came closer and hugged Damien from behind. 

“Whatcha doing?” she asked. 

“Breakfast,” he smiled and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, “actually, I am trying to make a breakfast.” He turned back and look at her, “it was supposed to be fried-eggs.” 

“Well, it’s definitely scrambled eggs now.” she laughed, “Maybe you shouldn’t stirr the eggs and mix them, you know.” 

Damien put down the spatula and put his arms around her. “I just wanted to test it before tomorrow,” he grinned, “I’ve heard it’s someone’s 30th birthday.” 

Amy rolled her eyes, “Oh gosh, Damien. Don’t remind me. I’m so old.” 

“Oh no you’re not,” he chucked, “Being in you’re thirties is the best time ever.”

 “And you’re just saying that because you’re already thirty-four?” 

“Mmm, maybe.” Damien leaned and kissed her tenderly. After a moment she pulled away. “Damien?” 

“Mhmm?” 

She grinned, “Your eggs are burning.”

After this rather exeprimental breakfast, Amy went out to work kissing Damien goodbye. She has been working in this cool, psychology magazine as an advice collumnist, having lots of exeprience in hepling people from her college years. In the meantime, she was working on her new novel from home. It was based on her Eros adventures, and even though it happened for real, her publisher demanded to label this book as sci-fi.

It was a nice, warm, sunny day. Spring was her favorite season, so Amy decided to take a longer way and turned left, to the park that she always liked to meditate in. She spotted a figure getting out of the nearby cafe, a tall, very handsome man, with blond hair. She looked at him as if she spotted someone familiar.

“Chris? Christopher Powell? Is that you?” She quickly walked towards the blond figure smiling from ear to ear. 

“Amy? Amy Park? Seriously?” he laughed and drew her in a tight hug. Both of them stayed there for probably longer than necessary but there was something peculiar about this reunion. Something so strange yet familiar. And in that very second, it hit her. It was as if everything that she once lost came back to her. It was the familiar look in his blue eyes, the familiar feeling of his delicate touch, the familiar scent of his cologne, the familiar everything. It was like being home.

  Why do I feel this? I’m with Damien, it’s been over 8 years since Chris and I broke up, she thought. And yet, the feeling so strong overwhelmed her completely. 

“Hey there,” he broke the silence, “wow, look at you, you look great! Haven’t aged and all. Still the same, beautiful as ever, Amy Park.” 

She blushed. “Still the same, charming and flattering as ever,” she answered. They stood there, awkwardly glancing at each other, both waiting for the other person to say something. To say anything. It’s been so long since they last spoke. 

Chris finally cleared his throat, “so, maybe you’ll have a moment? This cafe here,” he waved his hand in the direction of her favorite cafe, “has a really good coffee, and they serve your favorite. Thought maybe we could catch up...or talk, or just--” 

“Sure!” she exclaimed a little bit too enthusiastically, “I mean, I have a moment and I would love to catch up.”

As soon as Amy walked out Damien put on his jacket and headed out. Her birthday was the next day and he wanted to make this day as special as possible. He already booked her favorite place with Greek food and now he was going to get the best surprise. 

He arrived at the spot just in time, a nice, blond lady smiled at him and gestured at him to come in. “Hi, um,” he started, “I’m supossed to get my order?” 

“Name?” 

“Damien Nazario.” 

“Oh, I see, sir, the sapphire with white gold?” 

“Yes, yes, exactly.” The lady disappearded under the counter and pulled a beautiful, maroon box. She opened it for him to see and he nodded. “Yes, that’s what I meant.” She quickly wrapped the package and he shoved it to his pocket. If everything goes right, he thought, I’ll be the happiest man alive. 

Damien thought about those years he spent with Amy, since they met up till now. There’s never been any moment he felt bad around her. He knew she was the one and he hoped she felt the same. He smiled at himself while crossing the street. 

He found himself standing right in front of the Amy’s magazine office. Maybe I can surprise her, he thought. He entered the building and looked around. “Damien, hi!” Amy’s friends already knew him. He was a very frequent guest and it was definitely hard not to notice him. 

“Hi Reyna, is Amy somewhere here?,” he asked. 

“No, not really. She hasn’t arrieved yet, something about meeting Chris I believe? She said she’d be late,” Reyna said. 

“Chris?” Damien frowned. “Who is Chris?” he asked. “Umm, it’s her, well, er, friend, and, um, an ex-boyfriend I guess.”

Damien’s eyes widened as Reyna quickly excused herself. He wasn’t always a jealous type but when it came to Amy Park, he never liked when there were men around her. Maybe he still didn’t believe in his luck that his best friend on whom he crushed for too long is finally his girlfriend, and maybe fiancee soon. But a meeting with an ex-boyfriend? What the hell? 

Damien walked out and headed back to the house taking the longer route, through the park. He had so many questions, who was Chris, where did they meet, why did they break up, who broke up with who, why is Chris here. He would probably overthink himself to death if he hadn’t spotted his beloved with a mysterious blond man in a cafe, cheerfully chatting and laughing. Chris.

Chris bursted into laughter, “No way! You’re dating an investigator? After that whole Junior year bullshit? That you almost got killed?” 

“True calling I guess,”  she shrugged and they both giggled. 

“So you and your Damien,” he accented his name, “were investingating some case and it brought you together?” 

“Well, yes, you can say that. We definitely have been through a lot,” she said.

 “Like what?” he asked. 

“Maybe you’ll be able to read all about them in my new novel,” she smiled.

 “You’re writing another one? It’s been so long since The Freshman, I’ve been kinda following your career but you never published anything else... So what’s it called, the novel?” 

“Indescribable,” she took a sip of her coffee. 

“Sounds intriguing. I’ll definitely check that out,” he looked warmly at her.

“Hey, enough about me, your turn, you still live in Maine?” she asked. 

“Yes, I’ve been a local football team coach--” he started talking about his career, about football and kids playing it so passionately she couldn’t help but think what an amazing person Chris really is. How involved he is. And how much she once loved him. 

“--but yeah, we eventually won and the kids were able to go to Boston to play against one of their clubs,” he finished the sentence. 

“Kids? Um.. I know it’s not really my business but.. do you have someone? Back there, in Maine?” she asked cautiously. Amy didn’t know why she asked and definitely wasn’t sure she wanted to know the answer. It’s been long and she never thought she would care but somehow she did care. She knew how much he always wanted to have a family. How early he wanted to start it. He turned thirty in January, in that age he probably had already a wife and at least 2 kids.

She started feeling a pinch of jealousy when he spoke, “No, I don’t actually.” She was surprised. Her heart started beating a little bit faster, “No one? I thought..I thought you wanted...you, you know, a family?” 

Chris smiled at her. “I did, I do,” he shrugged, “I just haven’t found anyone interesting.” Amy could swear she saw some kind of sadness in his eyes. She knew the reason. She was the reason. She knew Chris wanted to have a family more than anything and she knew he wanted to have it with her. That break-up that broke both of them for so long was a still fresh memory. And still hurt. She moved on, he couldn’t. And she felt bad about it. 

The worst part was, she really wanted that. The family. Chris. Everything. But she didn’t feel good about Chris constanly going to different states because of the games. She wanted to settle but Chris was never home for more than a week. Their senior year was hard and eventually, at their graduation day they decided to break up. Neither of them celebrated that day. Both of them cried that night. And none of them talked to the other since then. Until today. All these memories came back and hit her harder that she would except. Looking at him smiling she felt peace. She loved Damien with all her heart but this was different. It wasn’t just love. But she couldn’t capture what it was. It was nostalgic, she felt like after being homesick for over eight years she finally came back. Chris gave her a sad smile and changed the topic. The two started eagerly talk about Zack’s new occupation, Kaitlyn’s new music, Tyler and Abbie’s wedding and Zig’s PhD studies.

Damien was furious. Not at her. Not at him. At himself. 

Having been hurt, cheated on and dumped he didn’t feel very secure even in a relationship with his best friend. He tried to fight his urge to walk into that cafe and interrput their convesation. Conversation she clearly enjoyed a lot. He clenched his fist and before he could cool down he did something worse. 

He didn’t have to search for a long time. The first result for “Hartfeld Chris” revealed Chris’s face next to the title “The greatest football discovery at Harfeld.”

Christopher Powell. Over 200 articles about him. All of them praising his sports achievments. On some of these photos he posed with Amy, sometimes accompanied by their friends. Zack he knew, Kaitlyn he met a couple of times and Tyler and Abbie were often present in Amy’s stories from her university times. Somehow, she never mentioned Chris. 

Damien grew more and more suspicious. With a phone in his hand he enetered the house and turned on his laptop. “Amy doesn’t have to know” he said to himself. He keyed in a password and all the database showed up. “Okay captain Powell,” he thought, “let’s find some dirt on you.”

Still smiling, Amy walked into the apartment she shared with Damien. Slowly, she took off her jacket and marched into the living room where her boyfriend was standing and reading some printouts. 

“Hey there stranger,” she said. Damien murmured something, his eyes never leaving the paper. Amy came closer and tried to take a quick peek at what he was reading. When he saw her coming he instantly put the documents in the folder on the desk and smiled at her. 

“How was your day? I’ve heard you skipped your work today” he tried not to sound too accusingly but his mind was going crazy. 

“Oh, I’ve met an old friend from college and we just decided to catch up. I told Reyna I wasn’t coming so I’m good.” 

“And?” he asked. 

“And what?” she raised an eyebrow at him. “Damien, please quit this interrogation. I am really tired and I’ll tell you everything later” she added. 

“Oh, hell no. I’m not finished. Why haven’t you ever mentioned Chris? Why don’t you want to tell me you’ve met with your ex? Is there something you’re trying to hide? Cause if yes, I’ll make sure to--” 

“Damien for the love of God! Do you trust me at all? And how on Earth did you know that Chris is my ex?” she exclaimed, clearly annoyed. Damien remained silent, only because he tried not to burst into anger. 

“Damien... please don’t tell me you’ve done some research on Chris. Please don’t tell me you don’t trust me so much that you had to check Chris. Please, tell me I’m wrong. Please.” she pleaded.

Damien looked up to meet her eyes and she knew. How could he. He promised, he swore never be this kind of boyfriend. How dare he. 

She put her bag on the floor and started walking towards her little writing room. She was entering the room when she heard Damien following her saying, “Amy, this guy is dangerous. He had some issues--” 

“Oh my gosh, Damien! Just quit it!” she hissed. 

“How would you feel if I told you he had criminal record? Because your perfect, golden boy has some criminal record from high school! And not only that. He was involved in blackmailing one of the candidates running for president during his freshman year, some Sebastian Delacroix, and besides--” 

“ENOUGH! Enough! STOP IT!” she yelled. “What the hell is going on with you? Why are acting so strange? How dare you invade my friend’s privacy? You remember what you promised me? Or have you completely forgotten?” She took a step towards him, hands on her hips. “I know about his record, he told me everything. Did your computer told you it wasn’t his fault? Oh, and you know what? I BLACKMAILED SEBASTIAN! That jackass deserved it but Chris took the blame on himself. Is there anything else I already know?” Damien was shocked from her outburst, she’s always been hot-tempered, but she never yelled at him that much.

He was just about to say something when the door bell rang. Amy looked blackly at her boyfriend and went to open the door, Damien following her. She opened the door and Damien saw, for the first time in real life, the legendary Christopher Powell. He stood there, with a bottle of cheap wine and Amy’s favorite coral roses, smiling as if that was a photoshoot for Vogue. 

“Stupid Chris” he thought. 

“Chris!! What are you doing here? Come in” Amy said letting him inside. 

“So I just remembered it’s your birthday tomorrow and I didn’t want to not give you anything so” he motioned the flowers and wine “I brought our favorite wine and the flowers you’ve always liked.” He smiled at her and she put her arms around him. 

“Oh Chris, that’s so thoughtful! Thank you. You didn’t have to” she laughed. Chris grinned and looked at Damien who was observing this whole situation. 

“So, this is your investigator boyfriend? Nice to meet you, I’m Chris” he held a hand and Damien shook it. 

“Yeah, nice to meet ya too.” 

Amy put the flowers into the vase and didn’t see the awkwardness between the two men.

At this moment Damien was more angry that ever. How could he just come here and be so annoying. What is he even doing here? How did he know she lives here. Damien clenched the material on his pocket where the box with a beautiful diamond ring was hidden. He wasn’t sure of the answer anymore. And he blamed this blond guy right here for that. 

Chris on the other hand was lost in thought. He was looking around her, their, apartment noticing all the details. He saw many books on the shelves. He went closer and started reading the titles. He smiled when he saw the copy of The Freshman that she made everyone sign. Then, something else caught his eye. There, between books, on the necklace holder he spotted a familiar silver ring with a ruby and letters “H U” on it. His championship ring that he gave her at the end of their freshman year. 

She kept it? She kept it here for so many years? Dare he dream it was because she still loved him? Does he really have any chance? He looked at Amy pouring the wine, then at Damien who was looking at her.. He would never want to destroy any happiness. But if she still wanted him, if she had him, he would be the happiest man. Because she’s home. And he’s been really homesick for a while now. 

He looked up at her again. She noticed and smiled warmly at him ignoring Damien’s irritated look. Maybe there is a chance. Maybe not everything is lost. And this time I will do everything I can to get my best girl back. And to make her never leave me again.

Tagging those of you who asked and encouraged me to write it + those who liked my post about posting this fic: @flynnomalleys @hearteyes-em @mariamatsuo @boneandfur @endlessly-searching-for-you @vnessafer-2016 @damienazariostan @hellomynameisdeviblaire @american-duchess @mfackenthal @willowedwards Hope you’ll like it, as I said before, that’s my first fic and it surely would be better if I wrote it in my native language. Thanks for reading!

#playchoices #choices stories you play #pm #perfect match #damien nazario #damien x mc #the freshman #the sophomore #the junior #tj #ts #tf #tf/ts/tj #chris x mc #chris powell #the junior fanfiction #perfect match fanfiction #perfect match fanfic #the junior fanfic #long post #sorry!

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Nightmares

Fandom: Hunter x Hunter

Category: Angst / Hurt / Comfort / Head Canon / Canon Divergence / Post-anime / Domestic fic

Ship: Leopika.

Number of Words: 871 

Classification: T / One-shot 

Note: It’s just an awful idea and I really hope you like it. Pss sorry for the bad english

Kurapika begun having nightmares and everyday were more terrifying. One day he choose not to sleep anymore, at some point the nightmares were too real, the memories, the blood, the remorse… 

Leorio saw his beloved was melancholy, distressed, tired of… something? something that he didn’t know, why? They were couple for a few years and still Kurapika can’t count with him. Leorio was mad and worried at the same time, he decided they need to talk and this time Kurapika can’t say no.

With the purpose of talk with his loved, Leorio arrieved early that morning only to find an exhausted, consumed and fragile Kurapika about to fall asleep. Never seen him like that before, maybe once but... why isn’t he trusting him again? Maybe his boyfriend doesn’t love him anymore and Leorio wasn’t prepare for that

“Kurapika?” Leorio finally could talk but certainly was anxious 

“Leorio? when did you come back?” He was really tired but couldn’t show it to his beloved. It was his 6 day without sleeping and certainly his face wasn’t the best.

“Kurapika we need to talk now and I’m not gonna accept a no for an answer” He was really convinced

“Leorio what’s going on? Did something happen at work?” Kurapika was really trying to avoid Leorio in a nice way since he wasn’t on mood for a fight and it wasn’t even Leorio’s fault… it was all his fault.

“What? are you really going to avoid me?” Leorio was furious, well as always “Look at you, Kurapika, you’re not ok and I can’t stand this another day!” Leorio screamed and certainly Kurapika was a little worried for him.

“Leorio…I-” the hunter apparently was ready to confess but suddenly he changed his mind. ‘Honestly Leorio didn’t need this, he already have a lot in work’ “it’s none of your business, Leorio! leave me alone” Kurapika, full of rage and sadness for what was happening, leaves the doctor alone and locked himself in the guest room.

Leorio couldn’t react until a few minutes “OK IF IT’S WHAT YOU WANT” he finally screamed. certainly, at that point, the doctor was enraged “what with that ‘it’s none of your business’  what is going on with that boy? tsk” he whisper for himself.

Leorio was exhausted and sleepy, it was a long shift and he really desired to be with his boyfriend and now this… He began to think that Kurapika didn’t love him after all.

Ten minutes later Leorio was already asleep but the blond couldn’t sleep or maybe was too scared of what would have to face if he closed his eyes, so he took an old book from his personal library but was already too tired for it and in a few minutes Kurapika was in morpheus hands.

Kurapika was finally smiling after a long time, he was really happy to see his parents again and Pairo was there too!

“Was it fun?” Pairo asked while hugging his friend “Was the outside world fun?”.

Kurapika couldn’t believe his friend was there, alive, hugging him, all he did was cry of joy, feeling blessed with a new opportunity... but in the blink of an eye everybody was dying in front of him. ‘What is going on?’ Kurapika thought horrified for the scene, he was petrified, couldn’t move a fiber of his body, couldn’t escape for that nightmare, couldn’t do anything.

“Pairo?... PAIRO?!” somehow everything turned red, his hands was covered with... Pairo’s blood? 

“You leave us here to die” Kurapika froze with Pairo’s words “Why didn’t you come back for me?” 

“Pairo...” was the only words the hunter could pronunce, over and over again while the guilt was consuming him

“PAIRO”  kurapika finally wake up from that nightmare and all he could do was cry, as if he had never done it before.

Leorio was sleeping like a baby until something wake him up ‘Was that a scream from Kurapika?’ Leorio could hear some noises from the guest room and got scared ‘He never cries’  he ran right away to find his beloved in a way he had never seen before

“KURAPIKA!” the blond was devastated, crying and repeating some words Leorio couldn’t hear “Kurapika what happened? why are you crying like this?!” The doctor couldn’t do anything but hug his boyfriend

“He trusted me... and now he’s dead” Kurapika keep repeating for himself, over and over again.

“Who? who is dead, Kurapika” Leorio didn’t understand what was happening ‘was this a nightmare?’

“All of them... my parents and Pairo...” suddenly Leorio understood, it wasn’t just a nightmare, it was a horrible nightmare 

“You know it’s not your fault, It was just a bad nightmare” Leorio could feel all the pain and sorrow from his boyfriend, even feeling him holding back the crying “Kurapika, if you want to cry, do it, I’m here for you, always” beside of hugging him and giving him all his love, it was the only thing Leorio could do for his beloved now, hear him 

After a few minutes, Kurapika ended up sleeping on his boyfriend’s lap as if nothing would ever happen and Leorio was awake all night taking care of him, he knew he won’t have that chance again. 

#hxh #kurapika #leorio paladiknight #leopika #leorio #hunter x hunter #hunterxhunter #hunter x hunter 1999 #fics

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The Monster Book of Monsters- Neville Longbottomx Hufflepuff!reader

Request: Neville Imagine where he always had a crush on Hufflepuff reder and she helps him after his incident with "The Monster Book of Monsters" with feels and fluff.

A/N: I changed a little bit but I hope you like it anyway! And I love this request because I'm a Hufflepuff myself and Neville is such a cute cinnamon roll!

The first time you met Neville was on your first ride to Hogwarts when he asked if he could sit with you. Of course you agreed and the two of you talked 'till he realized his toad Trevor was gone. You then helped him alongside Hermione find Trevor. And when you weren't able to find him you calmed Neville down. From this day on you and Neville were best friends even when you were sorted into different houses but in your third year something changed.

------------------------------------Third Year---------------------------------------------------------

Since the day you two met you were always by his side helping him when he was picked on or when he had problems with a subject, especially Potions. Today was your first lesson Care of Magical Creatures and you were super excited, but Nevillie wasn't so you tried to cheer him up a Little while you were on your way to Hagrid's hutt.

"Come on, Neville! It will be so much fun!"

"What if we study something dangerous?"

"Hagrid would never exposure us to any danger, Neville. So don't worry!" But Neville didn't seem that convinced.

"At least give me a smile," you said grinning brightly at him making him smile a little. "See! That's what I was hoping for!"

You arrieved at Hagrid's hutt just in time to hear him say that you would study Hippogriffs today making your excitment grow even more but it also made Neville a bit uneasy. The whole class then followed Hagrid and when you all first saw the Hippogriffs there was a round of "Oooh"s and "Aww"s.  Hagrid then asked you to open your books making you all look kind of scared because let's face it everyone tried to open this bloody book but failed miserably when the book began biting. So most of the class looked at their books and then to each other like "What are we going to do?". Meanwhile Neville already loosened the belt around his book and the book took that chance and started to bite Neville. And of course you as his best friend helped him wrestling the book and getting the belt back around the book. So now you are sitting on the ground together with the now tammend book between you when Hagrid told you that all you had to do was stroke their back. And so you wanted to try it with Neville's book that lay in front of you and as you were about to grab it Neville wanted to do the same making your hands touch. And even though it was just a brief touch for Neville it was something Special because that was the Moment he realized that he was utterly in love with you.

---------------------------------------Fifth year-------------------------------------------------------

Since this day Neville was in love with you but he never had the guts to tell you. So as time passed you had of course a few boyfriends but it didn't work with any of them and Neville was always there for you when a relationship ended.

That leads you to this day when you were sitting under a tree by the lake with Neville after you saw one of your ex boyfriends with some other girl. Of course you didn't have any Feelings for him anymore but it still bothered you. And Neville tried to cheer you up by talking about everything and nothing but you were still in bad mood.

"I'm really sorry, Neville. I didn't mean to spoil our evening.."

"It's just.. I don't understand why you are still upset about this idiot. It's not like deserved you in the first place."

"What?" Now you were confused. What was he talking about?

"He didn't deserve someone like you. He is just a total idiot who never understood what he had when he was with you. He didn't see how beautiful you are when you smile." He was now very calm and you knew that what he had to say next was very important for him and without realizing you hold your breath.

"He didn't understood that he had a girlfriend with a personality of Gold. You deserve someone who loves every single Detail about you. You deserve who loves you like I Love you!"

You couldn't believe what he just said. He loves you! And you were happy about it! You couldn't even put it into words HOW happy it made you. So you did the only Thing that seemed right. You leaned Forward and pressed your lips gently on Nevilles while closing your eyes waiting for Neville to react. And in a split second one of Neville's Hands was caressed your cheek. After what feeled like forever you two had to part to get some air back into your lungs. You looked Neville into his eyes and saw nothing but love while he grabed one of your Hands.

"I love you too, Neville!" 

-nerdybird

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So what do you do, when your leg hurts after the last week walk? Of course you rest as much as you can, and try to get healthy. I’ve heard that this marathon worth to try. I was thinking a lot going or not going, but after getting close to the event I’ve decided, I have to go. I say my leg was about 70% well. I brought my walking staff, also a knee bandage on my left leg.

The Route – Az útvonal

It was not so far away, we arrieved just in time. A short preparing, and the new journey began. A very nice weather, but still really snowy fields. The Inovecká hill is not so high, so we started to climb up. My mates were to quick for me, so I fall behind and walked with my own speed.

There was a little fog at the top of the Inovecká hill, but only there. As soon as I came down, it was gone. There were some blacktop road so my leg was able to not het hurt because of the technical field. About half way there was an eating point it was fabolous. I ate and drunk well. So we started soon to climbe up to on the others side of the Inovecká. I was alone, but the sun and the snowy hill was amasing. My leg was not well, I felt that, downhill was harder but I kept going. The beautiful weather, the landscape was so great, that i almost forgot about my pain.

We started to climb – a mászás kezdete

The second time this hill was much farther, I was able to climb it, and started the downhill as well. for this marathon there were not much time, only 9:30 ours. I tried to hurry as much as I can, but because of the environment I had to take lot of pictures.

  At the and I was able to finish the marathon in 8:34. When I finished the organisers gave us cabbage soup, which gave me a lot of strenght. Thank you this amasing event, I hope I can go more ofthen places like this.

Close to the top of Inovec there were cold – A csúcs közelében hideg volt

    Foggy – Ködös

Mit is csináljon az ember fia, ha a térd izülete begyulladt? Természetesen pihentessük, kicsit kenegessük. Merjek-e túrázni? Nagy volt a kérdőjel, lévén egy túrát mindenképp terveztem, de nem kettőt erre a hétre. Erre a túrára Moiwa sporttárs csábított el. Tudom, hogy ha valamire azt mondja, hogy szép, hát az az. Végül gyógyult annyit a lábam, hogy be merjem vállalni. Térdvédő és túrabot kisíretében utaztam velük ki Újbányára az Inovec hegy körüli túrára mentünk el. Ez a maratoni táv 9 és fél óra alatt kell teljesíteni, miközbe a téli tereppel is harcolni kell. sok volt a hó, nagyon is. Az első emelkedőnél a gyorslábú társak elhagytak, de volt térképem, trekkem, nem féltem, így biztonságban éreztem magam. Az Inovec csúcsa ködös volt. A túra egyetlen helye, ahol nem lehetett fotót készíteni.

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Különleges tájak, más terep. A lefele menettel azért küzdöttem, nem volt teljes a regenerálódás. A túra egy része aszfalton illetve aszfaltos úton haladt, ami cseppett sem zavart. A könnyebb terepen kevésbbé kellett a lábamat igénybe venni. Úgy fél távnál olyan szolgáltatás áradat volt, hogy csak néztem. Enni és inni valók tömkelege. Frissítés után elindultam innen még egy nagyobb mászás van. Ugyanúgy az Inovcom felé megyek, csak a másik oldalán. Egy-két helyen kicsit tévelygek, de a track és a térkép visszavezet a helyes útra.

Szikrázó napsütés, és csodálatos panoráma vezet visszafelé végig az úton. Újbányába érve a nap lassan és lustán kezd lemenni, de még világosban érek be, pontosan egy órát hagyok az amúgy nem túl bőkezű szintidőből. nem kis öröm ez számomra. Mint mindig a túra után, már elengedem magam, megengedem, hogy a lábam sántikáljon, a lépcsőn lassan menjek. Befalom a nagyon sűrű és finom káposzta levest. Élményekkel telve örömmel és kellemes fáradsággal érkezek haza, hogy másnap ismét túrázhassak…

2017.02.18 – Maratón Pohronským Inovcom So what do you do, when your leg hurts after the last week walk? Of course you rest as much as you can, and try to get healthy.

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Robert Pierson

Dec. 5th, 2005 at 5:58 AM

~Robert Pierson is what most Webanistas would call a ‘sock’, which is why so many trolls fail: they do not Honor their creation. ~To me, Robert is a Persona. (Only his mother and his lovers can call him ‘Bobby’) As a writer and a NYC theater trained actor and director, I created him and inhabited him like I would any character..Fully. ~Robert was born three and a half years ago to help me reconnect with Kayla, an operation I abandoned shortly thereafter. (What was the point?) But he was imbued with that sense of Passion. ~His story is that as a teenager, he killed a man while driving drunk, went to prison, had a Spiritual Transformation while in prison, and immerged as ‘someone else’. He got a job as a professional pallbearer and started writing poetry. ~And I shall share his poems here, as I have long neglected him. Time now to do him Honor…and then lay him to rest. Tuesday, May 13, 2003 Star of God the night is filled with stars which one are you? how may I find the joy of Oneness that I crave? I beseech thee show Your Face to me Thursday, May 15, 2003 Fate so many die alone forgotten or hated I have pondered which is worse forgotten, I think hatred at least breeds memory but even the loved... the damp soil still embraces them and as the dirt thuds upon their caskets I wonder when my time comes how will I die? ....well I hope Sunday, May 18, 2003 pure of heart I saw my first true love today it's been over a decade since I last laid eyes upon her she has two children and a man who 'feels solid' a good husband and father in a small packed away place I had dreaded this moment without even knowing it she didn't recognize me, of course I am so far from that boy she loved so long ago as to be another man all together I watched this little family group and tears welled up in my eyes but there was no sadness in them she looked profoundly happy and her happiness warmed my heart and this warmth proved to me that truly all along I really did love her Wednesday, June 04, 2003 The Strange Angel of My Redemption I thought she was another prison groupie I was low in the pecking order of killers but I had, in fact, killed a man and that drew women, girls really, who would write and write and write and come and visit me in stir I was grateful for the company except for Gran, my own family had become utterly invisible the blood on my hands offended their sense of order in the beginning of all of this my little girls would bribe the guards with cigarettes and hand jobs after I underwent my....transformation they began to share their souls souls they often did not know they had they would blossom and drift off their letters fewer but deeper of meaning and their 'lost sisters' would appear in their sted, beginning the cycle anew this one was different I could tell not an excitable shy woman-child but with a quiet and a stillness like a bright afternoon before a storm and this was a woman, young as she was her eyes a cold blue framed by such luscious flowing blond hair she looked into me with such ...clarity of purpose once it would have terrified me but now those cold blue eyes pulled me like a death that has been longed for 'I am his daughter', she said matter of fact I needed no names to understand that statement 'we all died that day', I said in a way... I still do not know where those words came from she crumbled without motion but for the tears that poured from her eyes she left without saying another word but there she was the next day 'you are not the man I was expecting', she said 'I meant what I said', I uttered oh so calmly 'he is dead. so is the girl that you were. and her parents and his own. he killed all of us' she looked at me in the strangest way 'you are either a saint or the most brilliant con man' her smile warmed my belly 'I think all saints are on the hustle. they just have a deeper game' I believe I fell in love with her in that moment when her bright golden laughter cascaded through the visitor's room then she caught herself and got up 'I don't know what I'm doing here now' and she walked out nearly a year passed when she reappeared she was like a force of nature tan and wind blown and bursting with life 'I'm sorry I didn't send these' she said pushing a small stack of letters across the table, all addressed to me 'I was uncertain...but looking at you again...' I placed my hand upon those letters with what I hoped was sang froid 'I realized', she continued, 'that my father was a mystery to me...to everyone' she looked into the distance 'I think he may have died years before you ran that stop sign' 'before I stopped his heart', I almost whispered 'yes' she said so softly, the word... like a short love poem 'facing you...facing all my hate and anger and sense of loss...you made me face myself...and the reality that he had been gone my whole life' 'but I took away your chance to ever know him' 'maybe so', she said and placed her soft warm hand on top of my hand, the hand that gently rested upon her unopened letters, whose perfume I could smell from arms length, and I just breathed in 'but you gave me a chance to know myself' slowly, slowly, I let that breath out 'I have been driving around the country with my paints in the back, working odd jobs, and just painting...painting whatever I was moved to paint', her smile passed through me like a bullet 'when you killed him, you killed his silent oppressive disapproval, lifted it from off of my spirit, my soul, I would never have done anything like this before' when she laughed I'm embarrassed to say I pictured sunlight sparkling upon a running brook 'I will surely go to hell for that', she grinned 'Hell is purely of our own making', I said she leaned forward and kissed me upon my lips 'I have to go', and she stood up, 'but I will be back' her smile was warmer, deeper, 'I promise' a few weeks later I recieved laser prints of a score of her paintings and she came once a month like clockwork she wore an engagement ring three months in a row and then it was gone without a word in either case we talked about where she had traveled and all the people that she had met and then my time was served I moved into my Gran's house and got a job..a professional pall bearer a week after I arrieved at Gran's she showed up at the door just past midnight without a single word, she moved into my arms and kissed me we spent three days together exploring every inch of each other 'I am reclaiming my father from your flesh' she said one night as we lay wrapped in each other's sweat and then she 'had to go' that was six weeks ago tonight.... we had dinner together in public for the first time she is moving to Florence Firenze! 'to become a real painter' I can still smell the scent of her perfume upon the cuff of my shirt we are going to write and I am going to visit her for New Years 'or else' she grinned 'we will go up the coast' she said 'just before I leave' and she kissed me very much like that first sudden kiss and I will savor each of these moments blessed by this strange angel who was redeemed by my evil madness on that terrible night when we all died