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thatfandomslut · 2 months

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Fighting For You

Regina George x Reader

Word Count: 1k

Trigger Warnings: reader was in the Burn Book, arguing, make outs

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Valentine's / Followers Celebration; Regina George w/ quote 4 and piece of chocolate 7. Or: “So it’s not gonna be easy. It’s gonna be really hard. We’re gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day.” w/ falling in love

Valentine's / Follower's Celebration requests are closed.

Regina lay in the hospital bed wanting desperately to get up. She couldn't believe that she forgot to take out the page of the Burn Book about (Y/n). While she knew she was in the wrong, it was only made worse when she realized how distinct (Y/n)'s handwriting was when she held the page up to Regina with her eyes filled with tears. '(Y/n) (L/n), even more weird and gay than Janis Imi'ike.' While she felt the insult was tamer than the others, she still knew the gravity it held (Y/n). Hurting (Y/n) felt worse than getting hit by a bus, and Regina now knew both from experience.

With a groan, she reached over to find her phone on the side table, wincing when she stretched too far. When her fingers finally caught the sides of the phone, she drew it closer and held her phone up to where she could see it. Still nothing. (Y/n) hasn't responded to any of her calls or Regina's numerous messages. She was beginning to feel desperate for (Y/n)'s attention. This was something she wasn't used to feeling as she typically didn't have to beg for others to notice her. However, (Y/n) was proving harder and harder to get in touch with. So, it resulted in her finally giving in and calling the last person she thought she'd ever call, Janis Imi'ike.

It rang a few times, and Regina was about to just end the call when she heard a confused 'hello' on the other end. "Janis, perfect," she said, smirking to herself feeling like she finally found an in. "Is there any way you can get me in touch with (Y/n)? She's been ignoring all of my phone calls, and I just want to talk to her." The sooner the better. Regina was due for another dosage of her medicine, and her medication made her incredibly loopy.

There was an annoyed sigh from the other end. Regina gave a side-eye to her phone, despite Janis not even being able to see her. "Regina, first, why do you still have my number? We haven't talked since eighth grade." She stated over the phone, hoping Regina understood how strange it was to receive this call. At the same time, there was a bit of sympathy in her voice. "As for, (Y/n), whatever you wrote about her in the book, and yes, we know you had a part in it, really hurt (Y/n). I'll talk to her, but there that's all I can do. And, I can't make any promises that she'll want to talk to you." Janis said before hanging up, leaving Regina a bit more deflated.

She knew that Janis still might not be able to get (Y/n) to call. Regina also completely understood why (Y/n) was so upset. If it was the other way around, Regina would be plotting her revenge. She knew that (Y/n) deserved her space and that she couldn't force her way in, but she couldn't lose her. The only person that seemed to be inflicting any positive change in Regina was (Y/n). Now, there was a chance she might've ruined it forever, and that absolutely killed her. When the doctors came in to give her the medication, she sighed and decided to try and sleep.

When Regina woke up, she wasn't expecting (Y/n) to be seated beside her chair. She almost thought that she imagined the girl as she flipped through her chapter book. Her vision was still too bleary to see what the book was exactly. But a smile crept on her face as she looked over (Y/n) in a sleepy haze. "You came," she said, her words slurring slightly. It was a tell-tell sign that she was drugged up on medicine. (Y/n) looked up in surprise before a small smile appeared on her lips. Regina could barely see it but she recognized the small upturn of (Y/n)'s lips anywhere. "I thought you weren't gonna come," Regina spoke, peering up at the girl.

In an attempt to sit up, she smiled wide. "I wasn't planning on coming." (Y/n)'s words almost sobered Regina up instantly. There was a look of thought on (Y/n)'s face. Regina always knew when she was thinking because her brows would furrow and she would look down to whatever was at her feet. "Look, what you did was mean, but I want to forgive you. It’s not gonna be easy. It’s gonna be really hard. We’re gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day.” (Y/n) told her with a sheepish smile playing on her lips.

Regina swore that it was misty in the room all of a sudden. Her normally icy blue eyes were mellow and kind. "Okay, yeah, we'll work on it together." She said, holding out her hand. (Y/n) took it carefully, wondering if Regina would even remember this later. She wanted to say it when Regina was sober, but her thoughts were finally in one place, and the words spilled out naturally. Regina played with (Y/n)'s fingers as she danced in and out of sleep with (Y/n) in the room. While the air between them was still tense, there was a new calm that settled over the room. Regina felt more safe and comfortable with (Y/n) by her side. It almost made her forget about the corrective neck collar around her throat.

The two were fully aware forgiveness wasn't going to come overnight, nor would it be awarded just because Regina was in an accident. The two would need to work together, and when Regina felt better, there was bound to be a long discussion on the events. But, for now, (Y/n) decided it was okay to provide some temporary forgiveness as she allowed Regina to clutch her hand. The steady sound of the heart monitor beeping let (Y/n) know Regina was still there, and she fell into the same state of peace Regina was in.

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silentglassbreak · 3 months

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Noah Sebastian x OFC

Here's the 3rd part. Hoping to also get this one up quick. This story is really coming together in my head. Also, I know I promised smut, and so far have not delivered. That is coming, pinkly promise. We've got to get the foundation man!

Warnings: Alcohol abuse, overall abuse, mild violence (ie. bar fights), smut, swearing, and altogether just a lot of fuckery.

+It goes without saying. This is a work of fiction. My words are mine. Plagiarism is a crime.

Part 3 - The Grey

Sleep was a wild idea, given everything I had learned last night. I couldn't seem to quit scrolling through Google, YouTube, listening. I felt as though I was educating myself. Learning, in some way, what I was getting into. I wanted to see what I could learn about him, but he was an overall private human, even for a musician.

I did learn he is a Scorpio, born on Halloween. Originally from Virginia. The names of his bandmates. He had quite a few wonderful songs that I had added to my iTunes quickly after hearing them. So far, my favorite was Limits, which was saying a lot, given Just Pretend was still so incredible.

Throughout all of my 'research', the most important fact I learned was that Noah was very good at hiding his alcoholism. I expected to see articles, tweets, or even a TikTok about some scandal. An arrest? A fight? A drunken performance? I found nothing.

I suspect Noah is what I consider a silent drunk. Someone who doesn't drink for fun, but for release. For something to escape to. This had to be true, because I found zero evidence of his addiction on social media or in the depths of Google. I even shamelessly searched 'Noah Sebastian alcoholic' and came up with some very strange fanfiction. Interesting thought...

This almost worried me more. This meant I was going into this blind. The rockstar lifestyle was something not only musicians lived. So how did he manage to do it so quietly? Was his publicist just that good? Did he even have one?

Despite my determination, sleep finally took hold about 4AM, me waking up at noon with the videos of their music still playing on YouTube. I slammed my laptop closed and wiped the drool from my lips.

I needed caffeine.

I slipped into my house slippers, and sauntered to the kitchen, Angel following behind. I heard his quiet whine, and quickly paced to the back door to let him out before he had an accident.

Once I had slurped down half of my energy drink and let Angel back in, I snatched my phone from my bedside table. Sitting on the edge of my bed, I checked through my notifications.

Given it was my day off, I wasn't surprised to see a text from Sam asking if I wanted to come in and help him with his case files. I didn't even open it. That should answer that question.

I opened my messages to reach out to Laura. Her and I needed to speak immediately.

Before I could open her thread, I noticed a message from Noah, which made my throat dry.

Noah: Hollywood Palladium. Doors open at 6PM, but you should get there about 5 to get into your suite. I'll text you once I get offstage and we can figure out how you'll smuggle me out. We go on before Motionless in White.

Noah: Thank you again, Leena. I know this is a pain for you.

This guy isn't actually real. He is sweet as honey. Smooth as butter. And wakes up at 6:30AM, apparently? Who the fuck is this guy?

Me: I'll be there. I haven't told Laura yet. Pray for me.

His response came quickly.

Noah: Our Father, who art in heaven. Hallowed be thy name...

I only responded with laughing emojis and flipped to Laura's thread.

Me: Can you talk?

This was our code. She was working and if she was busy, she would respond. If she wasn't, she'd call.

My phone vibrated in my hand immediately.

"Hey." My voice was a fucking mess. I realized I hadn't used it at all yet.

"What the fuck is up, Kyle? You getting sick?" I cleared my throat and sighed.

"No. Just woke up."

"Late night? You doing okay?" I could hear the concern. 3 years sober, didn't mean it wasn't still something to keep an eye on.

"Yeah babe, I'm good. I need to fucking talk to you, though."

"Sure, what's going on?"

I sighed, not even knowing how to begin. I couldn't exactly tell her the lead singer of one of her favorite bands was a newly recovering alcoholic. Not without permission.

"I uh..." My brain drew a blank. "have not thought this through."

The other end was silent.

"You sure you're okay?"

I sighed hard. "I met Noah Sebastian."

Now there was dead silence on the phone.

"I'm so fucking sorry, I've lost my mind. Can you repeat that?" Her voice was deadly.

"You heard me."

"Noah Sebastian? From Bad Omens?!" I could hear her voice raising some octaves.

"Yeah a few days ago."

"Fucking where?!" I had to hold the phone at a distance from my ear.

"At...my work." My brain worked overtime to work out this lie.

"I call bullshit." She is too good at seeing through me.

"Laura, would you fucking listen?"

"Noah Sebastian did not walk into a fucking mortgage office and just happen to meet my best friend, the loan officer. Bullshit."

"Laura, listen!"

"Fuck! Fine! What?!" I could feel her irritation.

"I have tickets to their show tonight. In their VIP booth."

"Did you help him buy a house or some shit?!" That actually wasn't bad.

"Possibly. Still up in the air."

"You're such a fucking liar."

"Do you want to go or not? We'll be seeing him after."

I could feel her jaw drop to the floor. "We're going to meet the band?"

"No, not the band. I don't think. Just Noah."

"Just Noah? Christ Mileena, did you fuck him or something?!"

"Absolutely not! Laura what the hell?!"

"What?? You don't even listen to Bad Omens." I scoffed at that.

"I fucking do now."

After a solid hour of interrogatories from Laura, planning on getting to the event (I would drive, obviously) and what we would wear, we finally hung up.

I had about three and a half hours before I had to leave to pick her up. I had enough time for a walk with Angel, lunch, and to get ready.

When Angel and I set out on the sidewalk, and I had set up my AirPods (3 guesses who I was listening to), my phone chimed with a text. I groaned. Didn't we get through enough details?

When I saw the text though, I was surprised to see Noah's name.

Noah: Hey, weird request, but could I call you for like ten minutes?

I was puzzled, but typed a quick affirmative response.

My phone rang a few moments later.

"Hello?"

"Hey, I'm sorry." His immediate apology confused me.

"Sorry for what?" I could hear him chuckle, his voice slightly hushed.

"Calling. I know it's weird." I half-smiled. There was a level of innocence to Noah that made me feel better about this entire situation.

"Noah, I'm your sponsor. You're allowed to call me any time, day or night."

"But what if I call you at 3AM cause I'm craving sugar?"

I shook my head, weaving down the sidewalk with Angel heeling nicely at my left.

"Then we go get ice cream?"

I could hear the smile in his voice. "No way. You don't mean that."

I proudly responded. "Wouldn't be the first time."

He only snorted in response. I did wonder why he needed to call.

"Are you okay?"

"Mm, yeah. We're at the venue. Did sound check a while ago. The guys cracked open some beers. I told them I was going to take a quick walk to get some air. I feel like they might know something." His concern was thick in his words.

"Ah, okay. Well, super proud of you for walking away. That's amazing on it's own."

"Yeah?" He sounded unsure.

"Oh, one hundred percent."

"Thanks Leena." He sighed. His voice then came out a little smoother. "Did you talk to Laura?"

"I did."

"And how did that go?"

I smirked. "Well, she doesn't believe that I met you at work, so now she's got horrific ideas of how I met you, but she's in."

This made him laugh. "Horrific like how?!"

"I won't repeat it. But either way, she doesn't know how we actually know each other. I'm struggling to figure out how I'm going to explain us giving you a ride home?"

He was quiet, my guess was thinking. "How well do you know her?"

"Better than anyone, why?"

"You trust her?"

"With my life."

"Tell her. It's easier that way. Just maybe ask we don't all chat about it?" This took me back. As private as he is, and he doesn't even know me that well? Why trust me, or someone I trust, with this secret? His reputation is somewhat on the line.

"You sure?"

"Should I not be?"

I sighed. "I wouldn't risk your good name Noah. I promise."

"Thanks Leena." I heard muffled voices in the background. "Hey, I've got to go. See you later?"

I agreed, and we disconnected the call.

The ride to the venue was mostly quiet, aside from the soft music on the radio playing.

"So...anything else I should know before we walk in there? Ronnie Radke isn't going to be hanging with us too, is he?"

I chuckled at this.

"Listen babe, I've got to tell you something."

She lifted her eyebrow in a knowing look. "Knew you were lying."

I shrugged. "Look, I'm going to tell you this, but this is covert level secrecy. No one can know. Or Noah is fucked. So promise me? Not even your husband gets to know?"

Her look turned more serious.

"Of course babe. Anything."

"I'm Noah's sponsor." Her jaw dropped open, almost unnaturally so.

"He's in AA too?" I nodded.

"He just started. And he needed a sponsor. I offered. He needed help getting through this show and the after party. So he's going to pretend to be sick after, meet us backstage, and we're going to smuggle him out and drive him home."

I could see the wheels in her head turning. She believed me now. She knew I never lied about AA.

"Oh my God, babe." She shook her head. "I'm so sorry. I pried too hard. Jesus, I feel like an asshole."

I waved her off. "Don't, my love. He gave me permission to tell you." She nodded at that, sitting back in her seat.

After a beat, she giggled to herself. "You sure are the luckiest sponsor ever." That made me laugh. I wasn't so sure yet.

The show was electric. The man on stage, singing, was a different person entirely. If it weren't for the fact that he made direct eye contact with me several times throughout the night, I would've never believed him to be the same shy, unsure, uncomfortable man he was in group. On stage, he was confident, he was in control, he was the leader, and the crowd, his flock. It was insane to watch, and I would be lying if I hadn't said I felt absolutely mystified at points. I teared up when they played Just Pretend, vehemently singing along. This was not lost on him, and I caught the smirk he got when he saw my glassy-eyed singing. No different than any other fan. That's okay, that's who I was for now.

We were to not be seen or noticed. We were shadows waiting to seamlessly remove him.

Once the set ended, and everyone waited for Motionless in White to come out, moving in and out of their seats toward the bars and bathrooms, Laura and I followed the security guard who had been told to allow us backstage.

I checked my phone a few times, but still had not heard from him. As we made our way to the meet and greet area, we saw the giant line of fans waiting for their band to show up. We slyly waited against a wall behind the line. We blended in.

"Have you heard from him?" I checked my phone again with no results.

"No, but I would bet he has to do meet and greet first. I don't strike him as the type to disappoint fans."

She nodded in agreement, so we waited.

After about twenty minutes, we heard screaming, and looked over to see them come out, waving at everyone waiting in line. I saw his eyes searching. Was he looking for us?

Pulling out my phone, I shot a quick message.

Me: By the trash cans.

He was talking to a girl with his face on her shirt when he slipped his phone from his pocket and his eyes immediately scanned and found mine. The smallest hint of a smile lifted his lips. I saw him turn his back for a moment, and turning back to sign autographs

Noah: Thought I lost you. M&G will be over in 45min. Meet me in the parking lot?

I sent a thumbs up, instructed Laura of our plans, and we began our trek to the car. Once in the car, I sent a quick location pin to him so he could find us. I got a response a few minutes later.

Noah: Just look for the ancient Tahoe. Roger that.

I rolled my eyes, and despite Laura watching her concert videos, she noticed.

"What?" I showed her my phone, and she smiled.

"Well, he's funny, huh?" I nodded.

"An absolute dork." She bit her lip, turning in my seat.

"Leena?" I looked up at her from my phone screen, looking at my own videos.

"Hmm?"

"Do you like him?" I paid little attention to the question.

"Oh sure, he's a nice guy." She put her hand on my shoulder, making me give her my full attention.

"No, Mileena," she pushed my phone down. "do you like him?"

This made me scoff. "Laura, I barely know him!"

"What's to know? He's a singer in a near famous band. He's got the voice of an angel. He's adorable." This made me roll my eyes again.

"I'm his sponsor." She threw her hands up.

"Is it illegal?" I shook my head.

"No, but it's awful and would make me a terrible human. And I work very hard to be a good human."

She narrowed her eyes at me. "I don't believe that, but okay. I respect it." I smiled at her.

"Thank you Laura."

"But I still think you like him."

I was silent in response, not amused by her pushing.

“He has a girlfriend anyway, Laura.”

I watched her eyes nearly bug out of her head. “He does?!”

“Yeah, he told me yesterday.” I could see the disbelief on her face.

“I’ve never heard that. What’s her name?” I sighed, thinking back to our conversation the day before.

“He…didn’t say? Just mentioned he had one, and she didn’t know about AA yet.”

Her lips pursed. “Not buying it.”

This made my eyes widen.

“What?”

“He has a girlfriend but doesn’t even tell you her name? And doesn’t tell her he’s made a life changing decision to get well? I’m not buying.”

I rolled my eyes. “Christ, Laura, you’ve got trust issues.”

She pointed at me. “Facts. But it doesn’t change the fact that I don’t believe it.” She sat back in her seat.

“I’ll just ask him when he gets here, no worries.”

This caused a flood of panic through me. “Please don’t! He’s not the type to talk about personal stuff. He’s actually pretty withdrawn.”

Her blank expression was telling. “Noah? Noah Sebastian? The guy who just went absolutely insane on that stage? Is withdrawn? Mhm, sure.”

I sat back in my chair and groaned.

“Please? That’s his personal business.”

She nodded. “Fine, but you should ask him.”

I didn’t respond, attention now on the text I had from him saying he was headed our way. I started the car, ready for a quick getaway.

After about ten minutes, I saw his tall frame in the doorway of the elevator, jogging over to the car. I snuck a glance at Laura, who looked as though she may absolutely burst.

“Here comes the rockstar.” She let out in a sing-song voice.

The back left door opened, and he slid inside the seat quickly, buckling his seatbelt and running his fingers through his long, and now greasy, hair.

“Hey!” My voice was about three pitches higher for truly no reason at all. This was not lost on my best friend, whose eyes I saw flash over to be before turning around and looking at Noah, eyes absolutely bulging.

“Jesus, it’s like trying to escape a wild pack of hyenas!” He sat back and sighed heavily as my truck backed out of the space and began moving down the aisle. “I mean the guys, not the fans.”

I looked up in my rearview. “Did you do like we talked about?”

“Yes. Made sure to gag as loudly as possible and everything.” I could see the smile crinkling the corners of his eyes.

He turned his attention to Laura, holding out his hand. “I’m so rude, I’m sorry.” She took his hand, looking absolutely stunned. “I’m Noah.”

All I heard from her was a weak ‘Laura’ in response.

Once we hit the darkened streets, putting the venue behind us, the tension in the truck relaxed.

I looked up in my mirror again, catching Noah’s attention.

“Do you mind if I drop Laura home first? She’s got to get up early for work tomorrow and her house isn’t very far.”

He smiled. “Of course. I’m all the way in Calabasas, so no worries at all.”

I just nodded. The ride was smooth for a moment, until I heard the familiar ring of an iPhone. It was Noah’s.

“Hello?” I couldn’t hear the voice from the other end. “Hey babe.”

Laura’s face whipped over to me, I’m sure seeing my expression darken ever so slightly.

“Yeah, I’ll be okay. I’m not sure what happened, but I started feeling off before the set and by the end, I was throwing up.” He waited for the response. “No, uh…” he hesitated. “I actually haven’t drank at all today.”

Something in my chest swelled. I was such a proud sponsor. He was making an effort, and all I could do was appreciate it.

He nervously laughed. “Yeah, right? Shocking, I know.”

I could hear his tone. It broke my heart for him. I knew that conversation, I had many myself. When people don’t believe you haven’t been drinking, or are shocked to hear it. They’ll even go so far as to get angry at you for quitting. It’s a long, torturous road he’s set down, but hopefully with the right support, he will stay on track.

“Well I just caught an Uber, and I’m going to go home and pass out. Try to get over it.”

I made a conscious effort not to look at him, doing my best to respect his privacy. I could see Laura doing the same, scrolling through her phone.

“Yeah, uh, maybe we should wait until Monday? Make sure I’m not contagious, and all that?” His voice almost sounded brightened, but I was likely imagining things.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. But do you want to catch this crap?” He made a sound of approval. “Thought so. I’m almost home so I’ll talk to you later babe.” He wasn’t, but okay. “Mhm, I love you too.” Slight poke to the abdomen. Nothing to worry about. “Bye.”

My hands relaxed slightly on the wheel. No one spoke for a little while. I could see his eyes just watching the streetlights fly past the window. He almost looked sad, but I couldn’t piece together why exactly. I could guess, however, that this is harder than he initially anticipated. It always is.

Laura shared my concern, so she spoke up.

“The show tonight was awesome, Noah! Better than the one back in November!”

This sure perked him, making him sit up in his seat. “Yeah? Thank you for saying that.”

“Oh fuck yeah, dude! Watching you guys play is spiritual, honestly.” This made him crack a wide grin.

I felt a poke on my shoulder, causing me to look up.

“What’d you think Leena? How was your first Bad Omens show?” I could see him searching for my answer, but he’s not the only one who could be a smartass.

I waved my hand in a topsy-turvy fashion. “It was alright.”

“Oh shut the fuck up, you cried during Just Pretend.” Laura was triumphantly smiling.

She’s so dead.

My cheeks were getting warmer, and I instinctively cracked my window. When did it get so hot in here?

Noah let out a giggle, an actual fucking giggle. “I thought I saw that.”

“Dude, how can you see anything up there? Fire? Smoke? Lights?”

He shook his head dismissively and flopped back in his seat. “Please. I can see anything if I’m looking for it.”

His words rang out followed by silence. Laura’s face was deadpanned.

What the fuck does that mean? In a literal sense, I get what he meant but wow, what an innuendo to make. Unintentionally, I’m sure.

The context wasn’t lost on Noah, who only cleared his throat, not speaking another word.

Luckily, we were already cruising down Laura’s street, stopping in front of her driveway.

“Welp, this is my stop.” She turned to look in the backseat. “Thank you so much for the concert. It really was awesome.”

This earned her a grateful head nod from him. “Anytime.”

She wouldn’t be forgetting that.

“I love you babes, call me tomorrow?” She wrapped an arm around me while I agreed to her request. She hopped out of the car and within seconds, she was gone.

“You want to stay back there, or hop up front?”

Without answering, a long leg reached over my console, plopping Noah in the passenger’s seat. I stared at him incredulously while he beamed at me.

I shook my head and put the truck back in drive, waiting for him to direct me to his house.

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alternias-madness · 27 days

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Tasteful Serving

Truly, Vicnet couldn't think straight.

A quiet sigh as he stood on the balcony of his hive, a cigarette in between his fingers as he can faintly hear the restaurant chatter below him. Thankfully his balcony was facing away from the front, so no one could see the owner smoking like this.

His eyes gazed over to his phone, thinking of that one message, what does it mean? Of course Roddie would be working right now... Right? He hasn't gone down yet to check but-

Oh who is he kidding. He scowled, placing his cigarette in the ash tray as he pushes himself away from the balcony, readjusting his clothes before walking down the stairs to his restaurant.

He ignored the greetings of his employees as he walked around aimlessly, observing the place quietly. Though it didn't take a while for his scowl to get even worse, his feet swiftly moving towards towards the other waiter, grabbing him by the wrist.

ox[]::::> Emilio, where is Roddie? His shift started hours ago. <::::[]xo

The indigo scoffs, rolling his eyes, replying casually,

Wors↟ case scenar↡o, he's dead ↡n a d↡↟ch somewhere.

Before trying to pull his arm away, before he felt the grip on his arm tighten, and as his gaze turns towards his boss, a strike of fear went through him as he stares at angry red eyes, before he frowned, scared, responding back properly,

↟o answer your ques↟↡on, ↡ haven'↟ seen h↡m, don'↟ ↟h↡nk he even clocked ↡n. Probably e↡↟her la↟e, sk↡pp↡ng work, or, yknow,

His eyes gazes away, not sure if its a good idea to finish his sentence, sighing in relief when Vicnet removed his hold on them, hand reaching to rub where Vic gripped,

↡f yer ↟ha↟ despera↟e to f↡gure ou↟ some↟h↡ng, ask M↡ssfy, she probably knows sh↡↟ ↟ha↟ ↡ don'↟. Hell, why no↟ fuck↡n message h↡m yourself?

Vic stared at the other, before sighing, lightly pushing the indigo,

ox[]::::> Get back to work. Thanks. <::::[]xo

Emilio rolled his eyes, quickly turning to grab the tray of food before quickly running out, lightly cursing Roddie due to other leaving him to do all the work. Meanwhile, Vic pulled open his palmhusk, sending a message to Roddie while he walks around looking around for that stupid blueblood of a cleaning lady, knowing her, she's probably-

He slams open the door to the back area of the restaurant, eyes scanning the area before his eyes land on a familiar tuff of neat hair, putting his palmhusk back in his pocket before walking up to the blueblood, grabbing her by the scruff.

ox[]::::> Missfy. <::::[]xo

A big singular eye blinks up cutely at the purpleblood, before giving a wide wide grin

B⨀ss! B⨀ss! H⨀w nice t⨀ see y⨀u! Did y⨀u need s⨀mething? Need s⨀mething cleaned? Need s⨀mething disp⨀sed-?

ox[]::::> Not now, Missfy, I just wanted to ask something about Roddie. <::::[]xo

⨀⨀⨀H The cute br⨀nze boy y⨀u hired, right? Yeah I haven't seen him all night which is a shame really-

Vicnet listened to her ramble for a moment longer, before sighing, moving to place her down

ox[]::::> Thank you, Misst- <::::[]xo

⨀h! Th⨀ugh last shift I think I saw him talking with a funny indig⨀ guy!

He stops, pulling her back off of the ground, with a raised eyebrow as he nods, letting her continue,

Yeah! He had h⨀rns like this- And had a bunch ⨀f piercings, ⨀h ⨀h! And had hair ab⨀ut this length!

As she rambled, her made her hands form how the horns look, and then moves her hands to around her shoulder area with a wide grin on her face, making Vic scowl,

He was cute but he tracked dirt everywhere s⨀ I d⨀n't like him all that well-

ox[]::::> Thank you, Missfy, I think I know enough. <::::[]xo

Vic growled, dropping the blueblood onto her feet, watching her fact turn into some sort of excitement before he turned around to leave,

⨀⨀⨀h! Is s⨀me⨀ne in tr⨀uble?! Can I c⨀me-?

He shuts the door behind him, keeping his emotions in check, of course it has to be that fucking asshole, Jai, who fucking else would it be, fucking with his goddamn employees... And the fact they'd stoop so low to kidnap one.

His heel digs into the floor as he stops to a halt, hands twitching, before his frown deepens, turning again to Emilio, who was waiting for a dish.

ox[]::::> Emilio. I'll be out for a bit, you keep watch. I have some business to take care of. <::::[]xo

Wh-? Aaand he's already gone, grea↟. Alr↡gh↟, ↡ can deal w↡↟h keep↡ng wa↟ch...

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Roddie Lamare - @windy-trickster

#vicnet carbon #homestuck oc #hiveswap oc #fantroll #alternia writing #writing #homestuck #hiveswap #Emilio Arrouw #Missfy Leenis

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ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa · 10 months

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I hope I’m not asking anything too personal or over the line, but I’m just getting into the d/s life and don’t even know where to start, how did you find your dom? How did you get into this lifestyle?

Nothing is too personal, babe. I'm literally using Tumblr as my journal right now for this journey I'm on. If there is a question that I prefer not to answer, I'll say that. Now, that being said, my DMs are always open and my responses will be more tailored to what you want to know if we talk directly but if you're not comfortable I understand.

This got away from me so putting a read more.

I have only been actively looking for a Dom on fet for about 2 months. So, I'm not an expert by any means and I can only speak for myself.

My main advice can be broken into two parts:

1. Do your research so you know what you want (obviously you haven't tried everything but I'm not talking about individual kinks here, I'm talking overall) For me, I wanted a Dom with experience that was willing to be patient and go slow with me since I am very inexperienced. I wanted someone who was okay with waiting to fuck me because I wanted to get to know them/be comfortable first. I wanted someone who would include my wife in everything and make her feel welcome and wanted/respect our marriage.

(Obviously, there is implied stuff, like must not be a predator, must be clean, would prefer if he were taller than me, can't be a trump supporter etc etc. I live in the midwest, that last one is important lmao)

2. Do not compromise

When I first joined Fet I was overwhelmed with messages. As someone who has not been outwardly sexual until now it felt wonderful to have so much attention and there was a thrill in telling total strangers that you wanted someone to grab you by the hair and face fuck you. So fun and dirty, right? I quickly realized, do not respond to every message. Be picky. Be selective. If there isn't a vibe or you aren't excited to talk to someone YOU DONT HAVE TO. They can go get their rocks off somewhere else.

A cute guy messaged me last night. Said he had Dom experience but wanted to disclose he was married, no big deal so am I, buuuuuut she doesn't know he's on Fet. Sorry, pal. Next.

One guy said he was a Dom but his biggest fantasy was being tied up and used by two women. Uh...I don't...are you lying about one of these things? Also I don't want to do that for you. Next.

I have had someone ask me to piss on them while wearing stilettos. No thank you, please read my bio, I'm a sub. Next.

One guy started off great but quickly didn't respect my boundaries in the messages and scared me so badly I sobbed to my wife because it made me feel like I had done something wrong, or I deserved his words because I was a slutty submissive who doesn't know whats good for her and wants to be used--I essentially slut shamed myself. I blocked him, he made a second account....I deactivated my page for 3 days after that. But I calmed down and came back because like hell was that nobody going to ruin this for me.

This ask has gone on way too long but we have gone on some really shitty meet and greet coffee dates. Brush them off and move on. No harm, no foul. There are already four more lined up behind them, babe.

The guy who is currently UC as my dominant kinda fell in my lap. It is a very serendipitous story if yall wanna know sometime.

❤️❤️❤️❤️

#katryns sub adventures #i love all you babes and im making these posts for me but also for you because I know how badly i want to talk about it and share knowledge #and experiences so I can not be the only one #my ask and Dms are open loves

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dreamingdarklyblog · 7 months

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*coughs*

So clearly there was some playing with a new trigger yesterday. It was sorta strange on my end. Each time I kinda knew I had posted?

Like, from my perspective it went kinda like this...

I go to check the blog for messages, see there's an ask. I click the inbox icon, I see a message, and then the inbox is closed and there's no ask.

I have this... Vague recollection that I must have posted? If I thought about it really hard I had vague memories of jiggling boobs and typing. But that was about it. I was sorta distracted with other things, and didn't go and check what I had written, left that for this morning >_<

So looking back on it, clearly there was a trigger in the asks. And clearly I was pretty uh... Out of it, and happy about some enlarged breasts while responding. Not sure if it still works today or not, guess I will find out >_<

Other than that... well, I've got a few big obvious holes in my memory. I assume from @jerolk testing this trigger? There was also cock sucking =) Which I definitely haven't gotten tired of yet...

I also got really excited because he mentioned that one of his... Slaves? I hate that word. Partners? Girlfriend? Was participating in "Designing" the trigger because she wanted to play with me later on. Which is... really hot. To think about.

Towards the end of our playing (I think like 3 hours in? My brain felt like swiss cheese) I was suuuuper worked up. And I was struggling to cum. I don't know, it's just, Sooo much more enjoyable when someone else is around? Present? And he was distracted at that point, because his time was up and he was headed somewhere. But he wanted me to cum, and I was sorta struggling... My brain, or body, not clear which, just sorta decides sometimes that it doesn't really want to let me cum even though I'm just like, Right on the edge...

Maybe its some lingering bit of old programming I can't root out, maybe it's just me wanting attention, who knows, but I get a bit stuck. On edge.

Anyway, he dropped me. I just remember rubbing frantically, trying to get there, and then waking up. And then cumming. And cumming.

And cumming.

I don't know how many times? From what I can remember, and the chat logs, I think about eight times? The last one was really three. That I remember quite vividly. >_<. Just Boom, Gasp, Boom, Ga-BOOM.

And then I crashed...

Few hours later I met up with Femme, @jerolk 's ... Partner? Lover? Girlfriend? (I checked and they said I should mention her, and to use that name) But I was too wiped out to play >_<. Bit bummed about that.

Anyway... Planning to meet up with him this morning. Debrief, talk about how things went. Be sure to send him comments ;)

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talia-rumlow · 2 years

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Strangers With Memories (Original Story) Chapter Two - Redecorate The Bathroom

Finally I can post chapter Two of my Original Story. This might take some time to finish though. It´s hard for me to write. Since this is about my own life. But I will finish it. I promise you I will.

Messages sent back and forth. Lizzie hasn't experienced this in a long long time. To actually have someone to talk to. A grown up. Someone who answers. Someone who want to talk to her. It's weird. She is a divorced, single mom, to three kids. She almost thought that no one wanted her. That she was some kind of damaged goods. Too young to give up on love, but too old to find something new. Screw life.

But this Christopher guy is different. He actually talks. Not just "hello", "yes" or "no". He talks, with full sentences, and actual questions. Lizzie almost forgot how to respond to that, and how good it felt to have someone like that in her life.

It's not easy to find time for a date, her kids take up most of her time. And a date with the kids home... Well, that's not an ideal situation. Especially since the relationship will be physical. That's what she asked for, so that's what she should expect. Nothing more. No worries anyway. She already decided that she wasn't ready to fall in love quite yet. To bring someone new into her kids life, was a scary thought.

Easter comes, this year as every year. Lizzie decides to use the vacation to redecorate her bathroom. Those ugly walls has to go. Do it easy, she told herself. Paint. Find new furnitures on Craigslist and do most of the job yourself. She finds the furnitures about an hour away, so once again she asks Janet for help. A road trip the last day the kids are in school before Spring Break. Lizzie lets Janet drive.

- So.. Did you speak to Christopher?

Janet asks, like it was the most common thing in the world for Lizzie to do. Talk to strangers on messenger.

- Well. Kinda! I haven't met him yet. It's hard to find a babysitter. And I don't want my kids to meet him yet.

Janet smiles. God, she's proud of this. Proud of the fact that she finally manage to find someone Lizzie actually likes.

- I told you that he would text back, didn't I?

Lizzie looks over at her..

- Yes, you did! It's just that I'm not used to it I guess. You know, that people actually want to talk to me. With everything that happened in my marriage. Him telling me all the time I wasn't good enough. That I didn't do enough. You can only hear a thing that many times, before you start to believe it.

Janet gives Lizzie a determined look.

- Don't ever believe that. Just look at what you're doing with your kids. Being a single mom isn't easy. Yet you do it perfectly.

Lizzie smiles. She knows that Janet is right. The last years have been anything but easy. But she got through them. She did that, on her own. Buying a house, a car, getting her drivers license. Everything while storms were raging around her. She got through it all. Alone.

- Thanks, Janet. What would I do without you?

- I don't know... Crash and burn..

Lizzy lets out a small laugh.

- Probably...

After a couple more minutes. Janet parks the car outside a apartment complex, and with a little help, they get the furnitures into the car.

- Sigarette break, before we drive back!

Lizzie don't mind. The sun is shining. Nothing wrong with taking a break before they drive back home. And they have time.

Back on the road again. Lizzies phone beeps. It's Christopher. "What are you doing for easter?" Lizzie can't help but smile. But at the same time she knows what he wants, and she knows she won't have time for a date the next week. And her bathroom is torn down. No water, no nothing. A visitor now won't work. "I'm redecorating my bathroom. I'm sorry. I don't have time."

- Was it him? Did he make you smile like that?

- Pfft..

The phone beeps again. "No worries. Just let me know when you have time!" Yet again a smile dances in Lizzies face.

- I wish I could watch the kids, and you could go and meet him. I would have if I could, Lizzie.

- I know Janet. I'll make it work. Someday..

- Why can't he visit while the kids are there? He can come after they're asleep, and leave before they wake up.

- You mean just fuck me and leave? Ehh..

Janet shakes her head.

- Girl's got standards.. Damn..

- I'm burned, Janet. That's all.

- But Christopher is good, and nice. You don't have to worry about that.

- Well, in that case he'll be the first one..

Janet gives Lizzie a quick look.

- The first to do what?

Lizzie looks down on her hands. She doesn't like to talk about herself this way. But her experiences makes it hard not to.

- To not, leave, cheat, abuse, lie....

Janet doesn't say anything. How do you respond to that. Lizzie looks over at her best friend.

- Changing the subject. I kinda feel that we're gonna spend easter in a cabin. My bathroom being the way it is. No furnitures, no water. We have to fill a bucket with water and refill the toilet after we use it. And I have only two days to finish painting the walls, before the plumber comes back.

Janet laughs.

- You got your work cut out for you then. I salute you, Lizzie. I would never manage to do half the stuff you do. And with three kids on top of that. Kudos to you.

- Those walls were KILLING me. I got angry when I looked at them. The bathroom is a place to relax in the tub. I couldn't do that with those stupid fucking dolphins on my walls.

- Oh, I almost forgot that you were getting a tub. Easier with a tub, when the kids are young. You see, there. You do EVERYTHING for those kids. They're lucky to have you as their mom.

Lizzie looks down again. Why can't she accept complements? Why is it so hard to believe good things about herself? Why can't she just reply "Thank you", and for once believe the nice things people say? Screw life!

The drive home feels shorter, it always does. Janet backs the car into the garage, and with a few fucks and hells they manage to get the furnitures out of the car. Janet lights up a cigarette.

- Will you get it from here and into your bathroom yourself?

Puff puffs from two cigarets.

- The plumber guy can manage I guess. And if he needs any help. I'm available.

They both finish their cigarettes, and Janet gets into her own car, and drives off. Lizzie picks up her phone. Looks at the time. Looks like the time ran away. Time to pick the kids up from school.

@nekoannie-chan @here4thefanfics @mostlybuckystuff @late-to-the-party-81

#fiction #original story #original work #original writing #strangers with memories #based on a true story #true story

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Psycho huge pile of 5-year-old children inside adult bodies absolutely absurd but you're saying and doing what they're saying is carrying all over the world and people need them out they say just more of them just keep coming in and keeping these old spent idiots here and they're getting worse and worse and we're doing it they're motivating more and more and we're doing because of that too here's the point

-trying to kick it in the ass in a backfire and so we had to pull off the Harley-Davidson stuff and the max calm down and they're pulling out all these old bikes and they started to agree this guy hates Us you keep rubbing his face in it and his jackasses keep turning it up on themselves thinking people will blame other people because I heard it this morning very loudly you're still saying it. And it's still idiots and ain't going to work at all but they keep doing it and it's vulgar it's gross it's asinine and a huge losers pretty soon there's not going to be any of them left and it's coming up pretty quick we have several people who are watching and they know that they are deteriorating pretty fast we have a report now to give on it

-there are about 7% of the morlock gone from last night and this morning and that's what we're saying about the say that lose tons of people all the time granted it's heating up and getting very hot but they haven't lost that kind of number yet they are down for like 33% and they're getting their asses handed to them it's February 3rd and there's a huge movement to try and get the Saturn to try and have others hold people off while they're trying to do something huge wars breaking out over that. They don't know anything about Dave being there it's getting out slowly and nicely that's one thing

-production of consumer goods and we're breaking news the morlock fleet which still numbers in about 5 billion is warming up 100 million to try and go to Venus these pseudo empire tells us their moving to intercept we have battle groups moving there and others and we're kind of getting sick of what they're doing we are protecting her and they are in the group but we'll be fired on because they're aiming the wrong way and we assured them that's what would happen.

For sending out an alert right now

ALERT ALERT ALERT THERE ARE SEVERAL INDIVIDUALS IN TOWN WHO ARE ARMED AND DANGEROUS WE REQUESTING THAT THEY BE APPREHENDED TRUMP IS ONE OF THEM DAN IS THE OTHER THEY DIDN'T UNDERSTAND THEIR ACTIONS THEY ARE LOOKING FOR TOMMY F AND ANYBODY GETS IN THEIR WAY WHO IS THE WRONG PERSUASION AND WE KNOW WHAT IT MEANS HE IS ORDERING HIS TO DO THE SAME WE ARE PURSUING THEM WITH FORCE GLOBALLY ALERT ALERT ALERT THIS IS EMERGENCY A MESSAGE HOW IS IT TO SHELTERING PLACE UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE

Thor Freya

Olympus

We have the alert we do see it ours are going out they're mostly looking for us and Tommy F and clones and they're going to get struck down that guy is a huge steaming loser doesn't deserve anything and he's messing up the whole realm and we're putting warrants on him I want him out of this presidential race and do something it's a joke

Mac Daddy

We're getting ready to pull them out of the race and we're going to make sure that they're out of a completely we don't want any of them in it they're huge rude assholes we just by what they're doing right now at fisherman village and we don't want to see them ever again we're going to make sure that something works but this is not working that great well stuck to him and he's a smirky arrogant talkative stupid a****** cows with some teeth is disgusting

Macs

That's right their access to be s*** on purpose

Zues Hera

For working on our plan and we're changing it up and these are slow to respond about anything that's good though and won't show any kind of transition take some years to figure out what's going on they're horribly horribly stupid

Olympus

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lonespektr · 6 months

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OCTOBER 15TH AND 16TH HORROR WATCH

Swallowed (2022) & Black Mirror

Two besties

One is living town to become a porn star (ben)

Last hurrah at the crap small town dive bar that had a queer night

Bestie driving him home last stop

Sister didi is very high and her contact makes a drop his problem more or less sister kinda lied about the situation

The connect alice says they got to swallow the product

They say no

Connect insists via gun

It legit doesn't look like drugs it looks like gnnochi

Dom starts swallowing all the stuff

Didi is throwing up in the garage

Dom left to help

And connect made him swallow the rest

Temperature control! She emphasizes

Very low self esteem soon to be porn star who's getting all expenses paid by somebody is taken aback by a Love confession (platonic)

Only reason we haven't fucked is because i love you too much (dom)

Also you're straight

To which Dom responds eh fuck that

Ben oblivious to the world says you should come with me to LA

Rest stop

Very stereotypical redneck doesn't like that they are talking to each other through the stall and also that they are not heterosexual

Stupid 1 (ben) won't just lock himself inside a stall while the bigot yells

Stupid no 2 (dom) decides hes gonna machismo white knight and surprise gets socked in the stomach

Dumbass ben says in LA there won't be bigots

Yea no way this twink survives a day without his lil friend

And of course the thingys he swallowed are not Happy being punched

Dick out! Lovecraftian creatures unknown out( of his butt)

Think they just left the creatures on the bathroom floor

Ironically the non porn star is the ones who's dick we are seeing

Connect meets them at the rest stop and kinda helps?

Explains they are bugs that can get you high

Doms legs aren't working

And he is high and bricked up (we all noticed)

Ahem

They drive to the connect s lil hideaway instead of the hospital

To get the bugs

There is a prolonged porky pig situation

Reiterating this is kinda Bens fault because he is likely getting himself into trouble moving to LA on sketchy porn employment position that's"all expense paid"

And dom white knighting wanted to set him up with some cash on arrival he keeps telling ben the porn job paying for everything is to good to be true

This is an extremely fancy log cabin drug hideout

Um didn't she say that outhouse WASN'T for you buddy

Bossman coming equals expedited times table equals fisting although i think biologically they might still be in his intestines and a stomach message probably more helpful but certainly less gay tension between our besties soo 🤷🏿‍♀️

Also did i miss the part where they took any laxatives because it seems like they didn't

Fisting with no prep is nuts

You gay and you don't have actual lube?

Tense fisting screaming dom being held ay gunpoint with hand up his ass pobreceito

Bossman here

Bit?

Dumbass fighting for his life his friends fist up his ass and he's still mouthing off about the money

Escalated gun threats with a side of gun fellatio

Useless ben too much whimpering not enough fisting

Bossman dismisses connect and as always we see the mid level person was actually doing their best to make sure the lower end randos don't have to even see the boss cause they will kill anybody or do anything

I know they are gonna do it but it's very wack the only brown guy is kickin the bucket

We know he was going to do the sleeping beauty thing but they shoulda had dom friend zone it again

It's deeply unsatisfying for the audience to have someone dying the whole time then they just die it's like a mystery but you never get any answers it's very futile and it never like.. Grows the character, it's just trauma

Oddly enough the bossman comes in justifying why he shot the connect (they eent outside to have him chill off she was trying to get him to a hospital)as if he has to

Already grooming cause he just killed dom

So he needs a new dad

Still haven't addressed that ben has one in him still

Now that two murders are over with bossman gas escalated to sex crimes

Ben is order to strip and bathe

(Dick count is now two)

Which was well my first guess for how to get those buggies out laxatives and bath

One of the abusers where they just do stuff and then say the exact opposite as if that makes it true

Peak white behavior because there's no soap and not even the bath salts promised and he was digging foreign (alien?) Bugs out of a bootyhole but no soap

I just realized they gotta do these scenes in one take because the hair has to be dry

Hes chatting him up in the tub about gay glory days and baby gays who don't know who barbera Streisand is

Literally looks dirty post bath because no soap

I hope the connect would jump in for a final wounded play

Tense game of firt/run/assertive/

Boss mag took bens clothes but gave him his shoes so 🤷🏿‍♀️

Bossmang has graciously offered to give ben 15g

Ben found his moment and scalpel him in the neck

Now he's running

Left dom body, haven't cut to him since

Wup stick shift??

Didn't cut deep enough

Ben is peak useless gay

Didn't snag the keys running off into unfortunately Forrest which is the bossmangs territory 🥴🥴

And yea the thing is still in you

Bolted now it's out

Can't back with the bug bit bossmang and collected dom

And put bodsmang in the outhouse

Black mirror 6x1 - joan is awful

Fancy tech job

Great husband

Texting ex

Oof addicted to chaos

Netflix is streamberry

Lol

Selma hayak is on tv bring her exactly

Like data mining you for a tv show??

Lol everybody is watching it??

The other Netflix shows have title cards with fake names

Mam turn that shit off immediately

Also everyone elses life as well

How do you forget you cheated an hour and a half ago?

There's no way you won't forget that

The episodes literally right up to them watching Netflix

Bizarre real time truman show

She gets up at 7 because she's a tech person who can come into the office at 10?

😫😩

Lol everybody saw it

You let slip

Lol why the fuck would you say that how is it her fault

How is that not the first thing you do sis

I guess just loose commentary on cancel culture and social media being a permeant place where your mistakes are permanent

And terms in conditions in software contracts and of course AI

Water tight,

Not air tight

Lol mam literally cancel your service and ditch your phone mama

Wunmi 💛💛

So many guest stars

And commentary on like reality tv and then not having real tv content

Why would Netflix admit all this on camera

Bold move interesting move she did something crazy

That the actress didn't like so she went to get lawyer

Who obviously said the same thing

So far the message is tech owns your ass

They are teaming up 😂😂

She pulled a Beyonce

Your selma hayak

Thank you

Not a the bride costume

The break into streamberry to break the AI machine

Also articulated how algorithms specifically feed negative content because it drives engagement

You know this would be good as a short story

It's a great concept but it comes off as.. academic because everything is spelled out

You're not the real Joan

Fictive level one

Lol they have just been told they aren't real they are AI

Quantum computer is basically magic

Lol we're in reality reality now?

#graywatchhorror23 #swallowed #black mirror #joan is awful

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upheavalofmemory · 9 months

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Okay, so hello!! Hope everything is good with you!! Sending this through inbox just because I plan on giving you something in return. I'm thinking maybe a shufflemancy reading with a few poems / quotes to answer your question? I just love shufflemancy so much lmao. Is it okay then if I ask two questions? If not, I understand. But if it *is* okay, I was wondering if I could ask:

Is there any romantic potential between me (S, she/her) and my crush (AF, he/him)? We haven't talked much since the pandemic, but we had a good thing going and I'm wondering if a romantic relationship is in the cards for us / possible at all as of right now.

If there is a romantic potential between me and AF, can I have some advice on how to approach the situation to ensure that it does happen (basically how to reel him in)? Your girl has absolutely NO game lmao, I kind of need all of the help that you are willing to give, haha. I think I have an inkling of what I need to do, but I feel like a reading would help clear things up.

This is really kind of the last time that I want to ask a question about our relationship, so I figured I might as well go all out, right? I promise this isn't one of those delusional "no-contact" crushes, I actually had contact with this dude before an abrupt separation, and we were getting along so swimmingly :( I'm just clarifying because of your "no third parties' rule".

Thank you so much for your time + dedication! If you choose to respond to my ask (you don't have to of course, you always have the choice!) I'll get back to you as soon as possible with a time estimate on how long the shufflemancy + poem / quote reading is going to take. I am also fine with you asking more than one question for your reading :) Hope your day is GREAT!

Also, I have to add that I love this Pokémon infused tarot reading, it's really original and lowkey nostalgic.

Hey! thanks for participating. Since I took so long, it's not required for you to do anything in return but if you'd like to, feel free to message me! apologies if this question is answered too late.

For your first question, your pokemon is: Jellicent

At first, I felt a very nostalgic feeling from this pokemon, it gives cream puff vibes, something sweet, nostalgic, & tasty (I've never had a cream puff so don't @ me). For you, you got the female version of this pokemon but there is a male version as well, and both of their descriptions are equally creepy and sinister? Like two peas in a pod. Maybe you both are toxic in some way and fit together perfectly, but it might not be good in the long-run, being toxic to each other, or when you're together, being toxic to everyone else. It feels like there are some good factors here, but someone will probably end up suffering in some way. Overall, I am seeing you guys having some sort of compatibility, whether that be romantic, familiar (chosen family), or friendship-wise.

For your second question, your pokemon is: Meltan

This is a very weird pokemon for this question, but I think overall you need to be yourself. There is already some compatibility, you know this, now all you have to do is just look inwards and find the confidence to make things happen or drop some hints! The other way is to try and subtly attract him, like be magnetic (this pokemon's ability is magnet pull so quite literally!) but I never suggest anyone to be subtle because lots of people don't get subtle hints (me included oof). Just be yourself, know yourself, and know your person! Do what you know will bring him in.

Thanks for participating! feel free to leave feedback in my ask box.

#pokemon game

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rezilient-m3 · 2 years

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May 15 con't

So, this is S. I don't think I've written about him before. I met him through fb dating. lol. I put myself there just cuz I was curious, and mostly bored. But he swiped for me, and I swiped back. I don't remember what we talked about on there, but he asked for my snap. So, we've been friends since Dec 1 2021. (I checked lol). We haven't even spoke that much on there either. We both thought nothing would come out of it. (Nothing has still technically hahah). Probably starting in February we would reply to each other's pics shared, mostly him to me, cuz he barely posts anything. And I don't remember how exactly it went though. But I do remember him talking about meeting twice, then standing me up the next day. He would say things, then not follow through. (Now, that I'm writing about this, I realize how dumb everything is gonna sound lol). I remember one time specifically, I was excited. He told me he'd be free anytime after 5pm, March 2nd, cuz he worked. But we didn't talk that whole day, but I was still expecting that he would. But nothing. That whole day. I cried that night. I remember going through something, but can't remember what specifically, but that was the breaking point. I was hurt, and felt even more shittier about myself. I think he ended up texting the next day, like nothing happened. And I ended up replying like nothing bothered me. And we carried on lol. The next day, March 3rd is the first time he came pick me up. I was at my sister J's apartment. (She was in the city for 3 months for therapy. She's gone now, but now why her daughter is staying with me for going to school at this high school... total side note). We finally agreed to meet that night. He picked me up at 930. I remember freaking out that whole time. Scared to actually go out to meet him. But I did. We drove around till like 3 or 4 in the morning. It was fine. We met another time after that and did the same thing. Drove around till we couldn't anymore. Next time, we went out to eat at a restaurant. Then, a few more times after that, we met up (unintentionally mostly) at the casino lol. Last time I physically seen him, though, was like a month ago. Smh. And the dumbest shit ever is, we've never kissed. Or hugged. Or anything. Which is why, I said all of this is going to sound so dumb. You're probably wondering why I would even have the nerve to keep things going as they are lol. I know I do sometimes. The thing is, I like him. Like, genuinely. I kept saying I was waiting for the guy that would make me feel excited, and he is it. Which is so annoying. But, he's shy lol. The conversations we've had was us admitting we liked each other, but him saying he was busy but it would happen in time. I was going to give up on him multiple times, but he always got me the next time he got the nerve to message. lol. We're similar in a lot of ways. He's Cree, like me. He's a year older. Sober. 2 kids. Single for over 2 yrs though. Same career field. Traditional/cultural, like I'm tryna be lol. And handsome. But annoyingly shy. lol. I could tell when we were together, that he was nervous. I thought it was cute. And I should have made the first move then, but now it just feels weird. Like, Idek what to do either haha. I've never had to be the first one. Last night I asked him questions about things, and refused to accept his idks all the time. He admitted that he's been afraid and might have ptsd from past relationships. I said same. But we didn't go into detail. I told him that I think that he's a decent person, and he should have some sort of idea that I'm not a shady person. He also admitted that he's never been this way about a girl. Never been this nervous. Like, maybe he's intimidated by me? But I wouldn't even know why? Maybe he just really likes me and doesn't know how to respond to that? Fuck if I know. But I'm frustrated. And tired of being patient, even tho he wants me to be. Like, wtf. I feel dumb, when I have to explain this situationship to other people, or even to myself. Never have I ever been put in this position. Just humbled me.

I don't know what is next. Or if I should keep this going. This just really sucks, cuz I like him. But then again, what goes through my mind is "if he wanted to he fucken would". Right???? Idk. Going to bed moody again lol. It's 1am. School day for kids. Oh, and interview on Tuesday for a job! Will update soon. Cuz there's another aspect I wanna write about. Toodles for now.

#allofme #thisisme #guysaredumb #datingsucks #stillsingle #lol crybaby

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bartletforamerica · 3 years

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How the Bartlet Administration Reacts to COVID-19

Abbey: is not taking any chances. After losing the fight to get the President to retreat to the farm or Camp David, she gets him to agree to limit himself to the oval office and the residence, with as few in person meetings as possible. Even before they’ve pulled together a White House task force, she’s made sure that everything is being disinfected and that her entire schedule is either canceled or made virtual. Her staff is the first to be working from home (and oh boy does she scold if she finds out any of them did something she thinks is foolish), with most of the rest of the White House staff following shortly after. She makes it her mission to do PSAs on what people should be doing and even does a virtual Sesame Street collaboration to teach kids how to wash their hands.

Zoey: Is not super pleased to be stuck in the Residence 24/7. She’s doing classes from her bedroom, so yay to not having to get out of bed early, but she can tell people are super disappointed that her camera is set up so that she has only a blank wall behind her [it turns out the secret service is very touchy about where you take video calls]. She also gets officially hired and given a security clearance for the sole fact that she’s one of the only people allowed to be near her dad who is tech-literate. She ends up doing some of her reading on the couch in his office so that she's on hand for when he's supposed to be skyping with the senior staff and can't figure out what link to click. She spends a lot of time worrying about Ellie, who helping do research about the virus, and texting her friends.

The President: is not happy to be closed up away from people. He also thinks that Abbey is overreacting where he's concerned. He misses actually getting to be around the younger staff. He and Zoey do a cooking from home video at C.J.'s suggestion, so that the country can see he's alive and to encourage people to not go out. They make chili and fight over whether it needs more cumin or oregano while Abbey records it and pipes in from behind the camera. The country is treated to a history of chili and a diplomatic incident nearly happens because apparently Mexicans deny having any association with it, even though most food historians say it has Mexican roots. The flaming debate doesn't stop a second episode at Thanksgiving where the country is treated to the history of the yam and all the secret spices that go into the President's stuffing. A large portion of the country gives him flack for putting Oysters in his stuffing. [In a small bedroom in an Illinois apartment a woman finally figures out why Joe Bethersonsen sounded so familiar.]

Leo: moved into the Residence because there was no way he was going to talk the President off ledges via skype for however long this lasted. He can only do so much. Zoey helps him learn to use Skype and he finds himself missing Margaret desperately even when he spends most of the day with a computer dedicated to having her on Skype so he can turn to it and ask her questions. She insists he get exercise and eat healthy (something he thinks she’s collaborating with the first lady on behind his back—they say very similar things much of the time). He skypes with Mallory on Sunday mornings over breakfast in his room and they pretend they’re at a hotel having a fancy brunch.

Charlie: is not particularly happy. He got sent home with everyone else because he’s not particularly necessary to have on hand if the president isn’t going anywhere. He’s still getting paid and he does do some work (the most important bit being hanging out on the phone with the president so he can ramble about history so Zoey can get her own reading done, Leo can browbeat the staff, and the first lady can do her own job) but he’s been ordered by the president and first lady to focus on getting extra school done while he can.

Donna: started freaking out the first day there was a rumor of a new disease in China. Then the White House shut down and even senior staff got sent home unless they absolutely needed to be in the building (basically just C.J. and some of her staff). And her roommate (not the one she'd really liked, who had a cat, but one she hopes is only temporary) works for a GOP congressman who thinks the whole thing is a hoax and bans masks in his office, so Donna is not at all happy and spends time she should be working cleaning things her roommate touches and that's sixty percent of how she ends up living with Josh.

Josh: is struggling with not being allowed to leave the house on pain of the first lady taking him to task (something about his lungs and the bullet). Even when he was putting his nose to the grindstone to make it through college and law school, he liked being around people while he studied, so he was usually in the library or a cafe rather than his room. He works best when he can bounce ideas off people and take in new ideas. When he was grounded after surgery it absolutely sucked and that was why he drove everyone crazy calling them all the time. Yeah he was bored, but he was also lonely. Plus he's not the best with technology. He very nearly went on national tv with his boxers showing, if not for Donna skyping him beforehand and making sure he fixed the camera. Between needing not to be alone and needing his assistant to be able to actually help him, the invite for Donna to stay with him slips out when she's complaining about her roommate. She shows up two hours later with two suitcases of clothes and two suitcases with pasta, toilet paper, and flour.

Donna and Josh: are handling the pandemic much better now that they're together. Josh can bounce ideas off Donna without it tying up his phone line. And she can listen in on his calls to the various members of congress about the stimulus package that they're working on. It's an even better look at Josh's job than she had before, and while it makes some of her work harder to focus on, she feels like she understands some things better than she ever has before. Josh even starts listening to her about how to sway certain congressmembers to their side. When they're not working, Donna forces Josh to cook with her so they're not entirely subsisting on delivery. They tried making bread and managed to spill half a bag of flour on the floor in the process but they ate all of it, even though it tasted pretty bland. Josh finally got Donna into baseball when it came back. Toby spit out his beer when he was on speakerphone with them and he heard Donna accurately yelling at the Mets for screwing up. Donna wears Josh's clothes more than her own, since she doesn't have to be on camera most of the time. They're platonically sharing a bed because they haven't found a convertible sofa for his living room that they like, they say, and it doesn't make sense for one of them to sleep on the couch, which they say has a spring that makes it uncomfortable to sleep on, even though Donna lounges on it all day with no problem. They are absolutely not dating and so they tell all their friends.

C.J.: spends five minutes laughing every time she gets off the phone with Josh or Donna. She loves her friends but god they're so completely in denial. It does, however, give her a much needed break. Her job has always involved a lot of people and knowing what venue to meet them in to ensure that she gets or passes on the information she needs. COVID protocols mean no more one-on-one meetings with journalists in her office, no more gaggles following her through the halls. The press corps were not happy when they moved all briefings outside and insisted on face masks and shields in addition to everyone sitting six feet apart. She gets asked about the president's health at least once a day and they start doing weekly waving from the balconies just so the press corps can get footage of him, healthy and shouting down to Danny and some of the others. Someone makes a cartoon of the president in the tower, with Abbey as his dragon keeper and though no one is willing to justify a cartoon with a comment, privately C.J. thinks it's accurate. She's always admired Abbey's fierce protectiveness of her family, even when she doesn't agree with every way it expresses itself or when it interferes with C.J.'s job. She has to come up with new ways to push the White House agenda (keep the economy afloat, stay home, no, don't listen to the GOP governors or those running for the primary, those ideas are not good, go the fuck home and stop having parties) and while some work, others bomb. It would help if everyone would stay on message and not screw up.

Sam: would like to make it clear that he did not know how many people would be at that gathering. He thought he was going for an outdoor meal with just a few old friends who could help raise money for the democratic party, not a fifty-person birthday party. The media fallout nearly gets him fired. Instead he gets yelled at by C.J., then by the First Lady. Mallory even sends him a card about how stupid he was. He's pretty sure that having Donna around is the only reason that Josh hasn't made the same mistake by now. It had to have been a toss up as to which of the two of them would screw up. Sam just isn't lucky enough to have a Donna (Sam is very happy that Josh has a Donna, Sam just wants Josh to realize that he talks about Donna the same way most men talk about their wives, because it's really hard not to respond to "why do I put up with finding her hair clogging the shower drain" with "because you love her and can't live without her, stupid"). He instead has adopted a cat for company. It tries to scratch him every time he tries to pet it. Sam spends his days trying to find a way to say "fuck the economy until we've beaten the virus" in a way that is palatable to the American people while trying to remind Toby that they can't actually say that outright. This is not an easy task.

Toby: would like to tell most of the American public to shut up, stay indoors for two months, pretty much nobody excepted, and if you don't, then you get tossed out to sea. He's come within an inch of telling anti-mask people they deserve to get sick on the record and is strongly advocating that the federal government figure out a way to mandate that every person in the country, minus those with legitimate medical exceptions, get the vaccine as soon as possible. He is also about to get evicted because it turns out his neighbors do not appreciate having rubber balls bounced against the walls for hours on end. Apparently, the thud is rather annoying. He worries about everyone, though this is delivered brusquely. Out of everyone he's taking the new work from home situation the best. No one can pop in to distract him, or comment on his eating habits. And if he doesn't want to talk to someone, he can always turn his phone to silent and pretend not to have seen they called. He's not pleased the Yankees lost to the Rays (necessitating rooting for either the Dodgers or the Rays, one of which beat his team and the other which betrayed New York), but he can at least take solace in the fact that the Mets didn't even make the playoffs.

#the west wing #pandemic #covid #jed bartlet #president bartlet #abbey bartlet #zoey bartlet #josh lyman #donna moss #josh x donna #sam seaborn #cj cregg #toby ziegler #leo mcgarry #basically there are still dumb people even with a good administration #but they try #and abbey will make sure they stay safe or else #i think this theoretically slots in somewhere in season... three?

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Pairing: Im Jaebeom x male reader

Genre: angst

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[I am always drowned in the thoughts of you. I get exhausted from crying, but I look for traces of you again...]

The patter of the rain hitting the window has been the only thing that has set the gloomy place for the last couple of hours.

The catheter placed with an uncomfortable sticky tape on the back of your hand feels heavier and heavier. Your eyelids shutting even when you try to keep them open. You're tired despite only spending all the time laying on that stretcher.

Some nurses come from time to time to make sure you're comfortable and you only nod tightly to the questions they make; a routine that you don't have the energy to hate.

Of course, not all days are like this. Sometimes you wake up in a good mood and the personnel would take you out to the small garden behind the hospital, pulling your wheelchair since you're still weak, but it is still something. You would smile and take the sun on good days like those, and if a familiar visited, they would bring you your painting tools for you to clear your head and have a good time.

But you haven't had good days, lately.

Your friends called you constantly and, when you had enough energy to respond, you tried to put your best smile for them.

You didn't see it as a bad thing, though. They didn't need to know that you were going through thick.

But there was someone you couldn't lie to.

"The receptionist told me 'You can see your fiancé now.'" Jaebeom says as he walks towards you, placing a cute bouquet of flowers on the small table next to you. He looks stunning and always walks in with the hugest smile on his face to greet you. Probably to lift up your mood, too. "Was that an insinuation?"

You can't help but giggle at that, "Maybe. But also they wouldn't let you in if I said you were only my boyfriend. And I don't want to keep this lie."

"Then I better hurry up, right?" He smiles, placing a kiss on your forehead and dragging the chair next to you, taking seat as he grabs your hand tightly. "As soon as you are discharged, I'll put a ring on your finger. I promise."

You keep the big smile to him and cup his cheek with your free hand, being careful because of the catheter. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you so much more," He murmurs. His semblance suddenly changing. "We've been really busy with the tour now that it is starting soon, I'm sorry. I wish I could see you everyday."

"It's okay, love. I understand."

A silence sets in after that. Jaebeom closes his eyes and enjoys your touch for a moment while you observe him in detail; every mole, every mark on his skin, his warm breath against your wrist and his grip on your hand, as if he would never want to let you go.

When he opens his eyes again they're full of tears. You don't even recall when was the last time you've seen him cry.

"Why are you crying? What's wrong?" You ask, sliding your thumb across his cheek to erase every trace of tears falling down.

"I'm sorry," Jaebeom softly whispers. "I hate that I can't do anything else for you."

You sigh, bringing him closer and moving a little, making a space for him to cuddle with you. "Come here. Don't cry."

He does as told, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, calming his nervousness with heavy breaths. It breaks your heart to see him like this.

Your boyfriend gets to calm himself as minutes pass by, with the help of your hand tracing circles on his back, and sweet words whispered to his ears.

You two get to talk properly afterwards, telling each other about how your days have been, although Jeobeom did most of the talk and you only listened, occasionally commenting about it and also asking about your friends.

"As usual, the boys send you greetings and hugs, but only I get to do that, right?" He chuckles, kissing your forehead for the nth time and making you blush. "They might even pop up at the videocall tonight since we'll be rehearsing."

"That's good, don't tell them I said this, but I actually miss seeing their faces and hearing their voices everyday."

Jaebeom laughs at that. "No wonder why I see Bambam sending you voice notes all the time."

A nurse comes back a moment later to let you know that the visiting hours is now over, so Jaebeom stands up and kisses you goodbye, "Don't forget that-"

"-we have a date. For dinner at half past eight. As we do almost every night. Of course I won't forget."

He smiles at you and kisses you again. "And that I love you."

"I love you too." You murmur with a smile and see him walk out of the room.

The nurse changes the serum, as usual, and you only stare at her, not knowing if you should ask...

"Is everything alright, ____?" She asks.

You've known her for a while now, it's almost as if you two were friends, but still, you were still undecided about something that has been in the back of your head for a couple of days.

"Noona, could you do something for me?"

GOT7's tour was about to kick off two weeks after that visit, although it wasn't the last one. Jaebeom did make sure to visit you whenever he could; after rehearsing or even skipping his time to have meals to rush in to the hospital -thing that you obviously scolded him for, but he promised he would get something in his way back-. He also made sure to show you clips of the rehearsals and some videos with messages from the boys for you, which you truly loved.

However, even if that lifted your spirits, it wasn't enough to make you feel better from the terrible days you've had. Not only you couldn't move and hang out as you did weeks ago, but you were feeling so weak that most of the time you would spend it sleeping. In one of Jaebeom's visit you two were talking until you fell asleep, and next thing you know he was saying goodbye again with a worried expression on his face.

And the worst thing is that you didn't have to be a genius to know the reason why. The disguised words you heard from your doctor were enough confirmation for you to know what was about to come.

And you definitely weren't ready for it.

"So? You got good news for me?" You ask the nurse once you see her entering the room.

She tilts her head and sees the hope shining in your eyes, despite looking so small and weak. "Yes. I talked with the doctors and they gave the authorization."

And that was enough for you to feel happy for the rest of the day.

"Are you sure you are okay?"

Unlike other days, today you have woken up happy and eager to go out. You suppose it is normal because you have anxiously waited for this day to come

You nod as an answer and the nurses carefully help you to get ready.

To say you were nervous was an understatement. You weren't even sure how did the idea come to mind, but you were really determined to do it. And as you get in the van, you quickly send a message to Jinyoung to let him know that you were on your way there.

You've thoroughly planned all this; after all, it was a surprise for Jaebeom.

Of course he couldn't believe his eyes. He froze in his place while the boys almost ran to hug you; Jinyoung pushing the chair behind you and telling them to be careful, but you were too happy to even care about the bone crushing hugs you were receiving. It was all you wanted.

Jaebeom walks slowly to you and gives you a hug when they're done, letting out a sigh he didn't even know he was holding.

"Really? H-how did you even- Are you okay?" He asks, concerned, to which you laugh and nod.

"I'm good, hyungie. The doctor allowed it and I've been wanting to see you out of the hospital." You murmur, holding his hands. "And what kind of boyfriend and ahgase I'd be if I didn't attend your first concert of this new tour?"

They all seem very happy because they haven't seen you in a long time, so it's not surprising that everyone is around you all the time in backstage, asking you lots of questions and updating you on everything that happened since the last time they saw you, although no big news since you're used to chat and videocall them quite often.

While they are fascinated to have you there, Jaebeom seems to be more quiet and with a worried expression, indecipherable. You wonder if he knows or at least suspects about the reason behind it.

The concert finally starts and after more worried looks from your boyfriend, you decide to see from the first row the entire show. Even Yugyeom got you a lightstick for you to cheer them up, and Jaebeom stressed that whatever you needed you could ask anyone from the staff.

It goes pretty well, and you didn't feel uncomfortable or bad at all, but that didn't stop your boyfriend from making sure you were indeed okay every time he could; approaching the side of the stage right where you stayed and nodding in your direction from time to time, and the fans close to you were respectful and careful with your space.

Jaebeom gets somewhat sentimental while performing some songs, and when he stares back at you, you know it. He knows it.

So the first thing he does when the concert is over and gets to backstage is kneel in front of you and cry on your lap.

The boys don't understand the situation, but they leave you two alone for a moment, thinking that maybe their leader was too emotional tonight.

"What are you hiding from me? What have the doctors said?" He gets to babble while the tears are covering his face.

You're hurt from seeing him crumble like this in front of you, so you cry too, holding his hands and tracing circles on their back, trying to calm him down.

"Nothing you don't already know," You say. "You've seen me. I'm not doing well, and... I just had this feeling, I had to see you again, one last t-"

"No." He stops you. The lump on his throat making it harder to speak. "Don't say that. Please."

"Hyung, I'm sorry." You murmur, now caressing his back and placing a kiss on his head. "Please forgive me."

Before going back to the hospital, you say goodbye to your friends, who seem to now be understanding of the situation, but being too shocked to even say anything about it. They hug you more and try to lift the mood making lighthearted jokes that genuinely make you laugh.

Jaebeom doesn't want to separate from you anytime; he's either holding your hand or leaving kisses all over your face, letting you sleep on over his chest on your way back and whispering words to your ears.

"I'll come to see you again later today, alright?" He promises as you lay on the bed and get comfortable. "Sleep for now. I'll be here when you wake up."

He kisses you with so much love, not knowing it was the last time he would do it.

He didn't expect to receive that heartbreaking call that soon.

Just when he was getting ready to see you, he received the news, and he couldn't stop crying and shaking for a long moment. His friends were there, trying to calm him and themselves down; hurt by hearing they've just lost you and feeling so wrecked and weak.

Naturally, the next shows were postponed, which raised suspicions and fear among the fans, who saw you just a few hours ago.

Jaebeom has never felt this empty and pained.

A part of him ruthlessly ripped away.

He can’t believe it,

That when he opens his eyes you won't be next to him.

Even if those memories make it hard on him,

It’s on his head again.

Even if he clears out all those memories,

He will always be drowned in the thoughts of you.

#kpop x male reader #kpop imagines #kpop x reader #got7 x male reader #requested #got7 male reader #drabbles #got7 scenarios #jaebeom #jaebeom x male reader #jaebeom x reader

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justrandomselfships · 3 years

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Little steps- my self insert Fic (S/I POV) with a bunch of silly illustrations! Oh did I mention that this involves Kaeya? Well he's the main focus here even though Lisa is mentioned shit ton of times! Might write something for her focus too someday.

I finished it ages ago but I was afraid to post it- I'm not anymore and also✨ it's my birthday ✨

Ever since I joined the knights I decided to write in a diary, it helped me keep track of time. Lisa told me that it can help me in various ways, like for example remembering names of the other knights, or checking my personal progress. Now that I think about it, it was long since I checked my old entries. Nothing interesting happened today anyway so I might as well read some. I don't really remember anything that was going on when I started so I suppose I could refresh my memory.

Today Lisa wanted to introduce me to someone- she probably wanted to help me by looking for training partner for me, however I had to refuse. You probably remember why was that, I got scared of meeting someone new again. I couldn't get that mess on her shoulders when she has so much to do as it is! And there was no way I'd meet them alone it'd be too akward for both of us!

I remember the exact moment I tried to come up with an excuse for future me... It kinda made me giggle how stupid I am sometimes, but let's look at something else...

I've never felt as lonely as I do now, I don’t even know why. I don’t miss anyone nor I ever craved any interactions... But to make that feeling go away I thought about talking to Amber but when I left the house she was talking to Noelle and I got scared to approach them... Instead I decided to sketch something and stay inside for the rest of the day.

I immediately looked at my sketchbook, I don't even have to look inside, I was drawing what's outside my window like always. Maybe I'll find some better memory if I keep looking?

During my patrol I got a bit lost... It was scary... But I wasn't alone, an Adventurer found me... However he got lost too. It was a bit unlucky day since I picked the wrong maps, we also got attacked a few times by monsters. I kinda feel bad for him since he tried his best to cheer me up but I stayed silent. It should've been other way around a knight shouldn't le

Bennett! How could I forget his name when I was writing this? He was such a sweetheart I obviously had to mess it up and make him feel uncomfortable... But I did make up for it! Maybe I'll finally read something positive? I somehow can't remember how exactly that went... Or if I was daydreaming about apologizing?

I decided to bake something for Bennett as thank you and apology for acting so cold towards him. But I had no idea on how to find him... Or what to say... So after thinking for few minutes I decided to talk to Katherine and ask her to give it to him. After "talking" to her I locked myself in my room out of embarrassment, I messed up again. I just said "Bennett" placed my pastries and left. Now I probably won't be able to face her for at LEAST two months.

I cringe at the memory... Gosh now this will keep me up at night for sure... I finally forgot about it and now it'll haunt me.

Wait a second... Did I really not made any progress at all!? I was trying so hard to socialize with others and get out more but I seem to still not be able to do it right. No, it's impossible. I'm good friends with Lisa! So I definitely made any progress... Or is she just so easy to talk to? Time to take a final look at something recent for a change...

Capitan Kaeya Alberich wanted to talk to me outside work... It might not sound like a big deal but somehow I just froze... I wasn't able to respond properly and he probably guessed what I was going to say, not that he ever can't do that... I might be too predictable. Either way I feel bad, my behavior was really disrespectful and I knew better than that to just ignore someone like him. I still have much to learn and I'll need to properly apologize for staying silent.

I only ever failed... There is no mistaking it. Great way to note down progress huh? Too bad there is none.

Think, what do I need to do to finally do better? I am the problem for sure but what do I really need to change? Maybe I should just start observing how others act... After all I never bothered to do that. It might help in one way or another...

Obviously there's only one place where there is a lot of people and I won't look like a total creep if I'll just listen in the conversations and look at random people... It's no other than the tavern. I'm scared to go there alone... But I don't have to!

Lisa would be willing to go right?... Then again I rely on her a bit too much and going out like this could be an opportunity to break the ice with someone else...

Jean is always busy, Amber will be way too distracting and we might end up somewhere else, Eula is too scary, Venti... I don't even know why I'm considering him.

Maybe that offer from capitan Kaeya still stands? It's from bearly 2 weeks ago so maybe if I get lucky and he happens to still be interested, I can actually go...

What am I even thinking!? I didn't even apologize for the last time... But being around so many drunk people is terrifying... However I can't bet on the fact that he won't drink too much... On the other hand he seems to handle people and I'll definitely learn something.

Screw it. It might be scary but I need to do it. Tomorrow I'll ask him! That's for sure! He's the most respectable and trustworthy person who isn't always busy and will not distract me.

~⏳

I'm scared to do it but I have to! I need to... Did I really say that I'm gonna do it today? Or should I just pretend that I never thought of it. He's probably busy today. Yup definitely that no need to feel stressed.

I haven't seen him back at the headquarters nor did I see him around town when I was coming back from my patrol- that's a good sign. It's still pretty early but I don't think that I'll see him today... What a relief!

Before I left the headquarters after finishing some paperwork I hear a voice that belongs to a beautiful librarian I am lucky to be able to call a friend.

"Hey there cutie, are you okay?"

"Just a little bit nervous that's all, nothing new haha"

"Do you need me to pass a message again?"

"No need! It's something I need to say myself..."

"I see..."

"But if you happen to see capitan Kaeya it would be nice if you could tell him that I was looking for him" out of habit I grab my hair and begin to play with it. Lisa's warm soothing voice blessed my ears as she said "No worries darling, I'll let him know" before she left and giggled to herself...

Wait... Oh no.

Why did I say anything!? Is she that magical that I can't say anything but what's on my mind.

If she happens to meet him my request will be unavoidable! Even if I tried thinking of something else Kaeya will know that I'm lying. I can't avoid him either... Can't waste his precious time...

How do I even ask him!? Do I need to change from my work clothes before I go? What should I do...

I didn't realize that I started walking in circles before someone approached me.

"Heather?"

I turn around and see the man I was thinking about all day. Dammit... I have to say it. I can't think of an excuse and staying silent is now unacceptable.

"Oh-uhm... Greetings Capitan Kaeya"

"Lisa informed me that you were looking for me"

"Oh right!... That... Haha..."

"I don't want to rush you, however I do have some business to attend to"

"I'm so sorry! I mean- since you're busy then my silly request is irrelevant"

"Come now, I believe that I should be the judge of that" his smug look made it ever so slightly more challenging to say anything.

"I just... Ugh..." I took a deep breath "Look as you know I was trying to loosen up recently and well I realized that I wasn't making any progress at all. So I remembered that one time you asked me to go to the tavern with you and I refused... I mean ignored you, which I am VERY sorry about but now I think that it was a mistake and today I wanted to ask you to accompany me but since you're busy let's just forget about everything" I felt relieved getting that off my chest.

"I don't think that will do, in fact I was heading towards the tavern so if you really want to I suppose you can join me" Oh right... I forgot about him gathering some information there from time to time. So it might work after all! He won't pay too much attention to me and I could investigate without tons of distractions.

"Let's get going then capitan" I say before he smiles softly in response "Wait do you want to get going now or-"

"Yes" he cut me off, which was fair and I'm glad he did it before I said something dumb.

We're almost there. Before we get closer I suddenly stop.

"That reminds me!" I realized I spoke out loud, as he looked at my direction my confidence dropped dead "I've never actually tried any alcohol so would you be so kind to recommend something for me? I figured that since I'm already getting out of my comfort zone might as well try something new" I said under my breath but he definitely understood what I meant judging by his facial expression and well... response.

"Absolutely" my heart skipped a beat. I desperately tried to start a conversation topic... But choosing alcohol might be something I'll regret...

Kaeya started listing few drinks I could enjoy his words were poetic as he described the beverages, however the names of the drinks went over my head. It wasn't that bad but I just felt stupid over how clueless I was. He definitely knew what he was talking about and I'm more than interested in hearing more. The more he talks the less likely I am to say something I'll regret.

"Obviously since I don't know how much you can handle I won't be forcing you to try too much too soon" he paused "Your father probably wouldn't be happy either if you returned drunk" he said teasingly. It invited me to respond less seriously.

"Oh no! This means that we'll have to do it again, how awful"

"We didn't enter yet so you can feel free to leave now before you regret spending time with me of all people" his voice was now suddenly much more hostile... Did I mess it up!?

He laughed softly "I'm sorry did I go too far? While I don't want to force you to do anything, I won't lie... I'm a bit curious to learn something new about you tonight"

We were still outside standing right in front of the entrance to the tavern if not for chatting we could hear from the inside there would be total silence.

"I'm sorry for being quiet again! It's just that you caught me off guard haha" I look away "There isn't much to know about me so I feel like I'll only disappoint you"

"I'm not so sure about that part"

"Wait... Did my father tell you anything about me!?"

"Look let's just get inside, We'll discuss it later"

Nervously I followed him yet again. The atmosphere was warm and I could see different kinds of people all over the place. We sit down.

"So did he tell you anything?" I ask immediately.

"Relax, he didn't" he seemed amused by my desperation to know. It's understandable... And I'm probably overreacting anyway. I collect my thoughts "I'm sorry"

"What are you sorry for?"

"I'm just making this into some big deal for no reason. Maybe the reason is the huge amount of respect I have for you that makes me freak out"

"I see, well I don't see the reason to be so formal now. We aren't working after all" his soft smile was enough for me to calm down.

"Thank you" Maybe it was all I needed to hear, after that everything went smoothly.

I start feeling proud of myself... Maybe I can change after all? Either way it only shows that I have to write it down! And once I was back home I did just that.

Today I had enough courage to take a step in right direction! I went to a tavern with capitan Kaeya. It was fun and for the first time in years I wasn't that scared. It wasn't totally perfect but it was definitely worth it.

#❄️ frozen in tide 🌊#selfship #self insert #oc x cannon #self ship #my self insert #self shipping #my f/o #kinda self ship related #my self ship #kaeya x oc

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Seriously, what does this bitch have to do before people Stop defending her.

Amber Heard ridicules Johnny Depp for claiming he is a victim of domestic violence in an explosive tape recording, exclusively obtained by DailyMail.com

She says: 'Tell the world Johnny, tell them... I Johnny Depp, a man, I'm a victim too of domestic violence... and see how many people believe or side with you'

Heard adds: 'You're bigger and you're stronger... I was a 115lb woman... You're going to get up on the stand, Johnny, and say, ''she started it''? Really?'

'I have never been able to overpower you... there's a jury and there's a judge will see that there's a very big difference between me and you'

The divorcing couple spoke over the phone in June and July of 2016, with Heard ultimately yielding to Depp's plea to settle out of court for $7m

Their truce crumbled in December 2018 when Heard wrote an op-ed saying she was a domestic violence victim, although not naming anyone

Depp hit her with a $50m defamation suit, saying she implied he was the abuser, which caused him to lose his prized role of Captain Jack Sparrow

In their legal battle, both accused the other of domestic violence and DailyMail.com published a recording in which Heard confessed to 'hitting' Depp

Amber Heard ridicules Johnny Depp for claiming he is a victim of domestic violence in an explosive tape recording obtained by DailyMail.com - telling the Pirates of the Caribbean actor: 'See how many people believe you.'

The estranged couple were barred from talking to one another in May 2016 when Heard filed for divorce and sought a restraining order to escape her 'abusive' A-lister husband.

But the pair continued to clash over the phone, arguing bitterly about who was responsible for the blood-curdling violence that marred their toxic 15-month marriage and accusing one another of leaking to the press, DailyMail.com can reveal.

It's unclear if Heard realizes she is being taped during the expletive-flecked, 30-minute recording, the second bombshell audio released exclusively by DailyMail.com in the space of a week.

You are f**king killing me. Your f**king people are trying to kill me,' complains father-of-two Depp, as he begs Heard to go through private mediation rather than thrashing things out in open court.

'You've turned me into a... my boy goes to school and has kids go, so your f**king dad's a wife beater?'

Tearful Heard denies pushing Depp, 56, 'under a bus' and accuses the actor's associates of circulating details to the press of her arrest record and lurid rumors she was a stripper.

The 33-year-old actress also rejects accusations that she instigated the wild, physical violence that she pinned on Depp in divorce papers,

suggesting a court would be unlikely to take the side of a man over a slender female.

The full list of audio clips can be found in the Daily Mail article.....

Part 2

Do you know I'm a 115, well not anymore, but I was a 115lb, almost 115lb woman,' Heard protests. Adopting a jeering tone, she says: 'You're going to get up on the stand, Johnny, and say, she started it? Really?'

The former lovebirds spoke several times on the phone throughout June and July of 2016, skirting the restraining order by having a family member initiate the calls, according to a well-placed source.

Heard would ultimately yield to Depp's plea to settle out of court, retracting her allegations the following month as the pair announced a $7 million divorce settlement.

Their marriage was 'intensely passionate and at times volatile, but always bound by love,' according to a joint statement issued on August 16, 2016.

'There was never any intent of physical or emotional harm.'

The truce crumbled in December 2018, however, when Heard penned an op-ed for the Washington Post lamenting her experiences as an alleged domestic violence victim, though never naming anyone.

Heard is currently dating her new girlfriend Bianca Butti and was seen arriving at the 4th Annual Women's March in Downtown Los Angeles last month.

The actress has said she is bisexual and previously dated women, including photographer Tasya van Ree from 2008 to 2011.

Depp responded to Heard's op-ed last year with a $50 million defamation suit, saying the 'hoax' account implied he was the unnamed abuser and caused him to lose his prized role of Captain Jack Sparrow.

'Ms. Heard is not a victim of domestic abuse; she is a perpetrator,' his suit alleges, accusing his ex-wife of manufacturing evidence and faking injury photos.

Heard doubled down with a 300-page filing of her own, cataloging the years of abuse she suffered at the hands of 'the monster', whom she met on the set of The Rum Diary in 2011 and married in February 2015.

The actress stood by those claims last week when DailyMail.com published a separate recording from October 2015 in which she confessed to 'hitting' Depp as well as throwing pots, pans and vases at him.

"I'm sorry that I didn't, uh, uh, hit you across the face in a proper slap, but I was hitting you, it was not punching you. Babe, you're not punched,' Heard says on the tape, recalling an incident the previous night.

It's understood that she and Depp routinely recorded conversations consensually during the breakdown of their marriage, paving the way for yet more bombshell recordings to emerge.

The latest audio clip published by DailyMail.com begins with Depp imploring Heard to reach an out of court settlement rather than waging war in public.

It appears to have been taped at Depp's end of things and the conversation has already begun when the audio supplied to DailyMail.com begins.

'I've been through the f**king hurt. You've been through the f**king hurt. I love you more than anything in life,' he tells his soon-to-be ex-wife.

'I do not want to go into a f**king court with you. I do not want to f**king tarnish your name... I want this to be done peacefully, between us.

'And if you don't like the way that mediation is going, take me back to court kid. Cause I can't. 'This is the last f**king chance Amber. This is it. Once I file those papers we don't turn around man.'

Heard insists, however, that it's Depp's team who are refusing to mediate, refusing to sign a gag order and leaking damaging stories about her to the gossip site TMZ.

'Everything has been a defensive move because I'm being called a liar and a gold-digger,' she says.

'And I am not lying about any of this s**t, and I am not after a dime of your money.'

Depp suggests the pair should write a 'mutual letter' declaring that the divorce will be settled privately.

'Listen to me,' he warns the Hollywood beauty. 'Defending yourself by throwing someone under the bus is not going to look good.'

Heard fires back: 'It's not about that. It would not be about me throwing you under the bus.

'You know what it would be? It would be released through documented people, coming on the record, and, having the protection to do so, that haven't had yet.

'It would be eyewitness statements. It would be evidence. Tons of it. And it would be through years.'

Heard goes on to ridicule Depp's doubts over the facial injuries she turned up with at court when she applied for the restraining order on May 27, 2016.

She also claims to have a trove of incriminating texts, paraphrasing a message to her publicist Jodi Gottlieb ahead of an appearance on The Late Late Show with James Cordon: 'I think, I've had accident, um, I think I may have, I busted my nose and two black eyes tomorrow'.

She tells Depp: 'No one is going to believe that one of the two alternatives, that I'm in a fight club or I've been getting, going through hair and makeup. . .through all these years where I have corroborating text messages between people that match those dates of those time stamped validated photos.'

Heard warns Depp that her lawyers are urging her to make a formal police statement, saying that a criminal prosecutor told her it was 'most solid evidence, case of domestic violence case we've ever seen'.

She declined to do so, however, because she did not want to hurt Depp further,

Heard says, complaining that their public spat has already led to her receiving death threats.

The blonde actress also denies that it was her who rang the cops during the May 21, 2016 dust-up that took place the day before she filed for divorce.

Depp was accused of hurling a cellphone in Heard's face at their downtown Los Angeles loft but two LAPD officers later said in a deposition that they found nothing to suggest a crime took place.

The actor-musician reminds Heard about an incident in which his building manager, Travis, had 'to come up and f**king pull me away from you' though it's not clear which incident Depp is referring to.

Heard also refers to Depp's security guards, 'who by the way,' she says 'have said to me multiple times that I am going to get killed.'

She adds: 'I'm sorry because the last time it got crazy between us I really did think I was gonna lose my life. And I thought you would do it on accident.

'And I told you that. I said oh my god, I thought the first time.'

Depp replies: 'Amber, I lost a f**king finger man, c'mon. I had a f**king, I had a f**king mineral can, a jar, a can of mineral spirits thrown at my nose. '

Their exchange seems to refer to a violent incident that took place in Australia one month into their marriage in which Depp suffered a severed finger.

He claimed his then-wife 'went berserk' when he asked her to sign a 'postnup' agreement, hurling a Vodka bottle at him which shattered on a marble counter-top and ripped off the tip of his finger.

Heard maintains in court filings, however, that Depp cut the digit off himself during an argument while he was 'drunk and high on ecstasy.'

'You can please tell people that it was a fair fight, and see what the jury and judge thinks. Tell the world Johnny, tell them Johnny Depp, I Johnny Depp, a man, I'm a victim too of domestic violence,' she says on the tape.

'And I, you know, it's a fair fight. And see how many people believe or side with you.' Depp cuts in: 'It doesn't matter; fair fight my a**.'

Heard replies: 'Because you're big, you're bigger and you're stronger. And so when I say that I thought that you could kill me, that doesn't mean you counter with you also lost your own finger.

'I, I'm not trying to attack you here, I'm just trying to point out the fact of why I said call 911. Because I was, you had your hands on me after you threw a phone at my face.

'And it's got crazy in the past, and I truly thought I need to stop this madness before I get hurt.'

Seemingly stunned by his former flame's version of events, Depp can simply reply: 'Oh my god.'

He reminds his ex-wife that she will have to repeat her allegations under oath in court.

'Do you believe all this Amber? Do you believe all this,' Depp asks.

'Yes, the f**k, yes, yes,' Heard replies.

'Do you believe you're an abuser? he asks. 'Do you believe you abused me physically?'

Heard replies: 'Do you know I'm a 115, well not anymore, but I was a 115lb almost 115lb woman. . .have I ever been able to knock you off of your feet? Or knock you off balance?

'You're going to get up on the stand, Johnny, and say, ''she started it''? Really? I have never been able to overpower you that's the difference between me and you. . .and that's a difference, that's a whole world, and there's a jury and there's a judge will see that there's a very big difference between me and you.'

Depp finally seems to lose his cool when his ex-wife accuses him of spreading rumors she was a stripper, snapping: 'I will f**king see you in court.'

He adds: 'You don't want to make f**king nice nice? I'm trying. I'm trying.

'But you know what? I loved you for so many f**king years but you know what? You didn't exist. You don't exist. You're not there. You're not there.

'You are a f**king made up thing in my head. And I can't believe you are doing this to me.'

The 31-minute recording ends with Depp saying he needs a moment to himself before a door can be heard slamming in the background.

Heard has thus far failed to have her ex-husband's defamation case thrown out or moved from Virginia, where the Washington Post is based, to California. However she did succeed in having it pushed back from last December to August of this year.

Depp's attorney Adam Waldman confirmed the recorded conversation took place while Depp was subject to a restraining order but said Heard initiated the call.

'Ms Heard delivers a chilling message to Johnny Depp any real abuse survivor will instantly recognize: Nobody will believe you. So you better do what I want,' Waldman told DailyMail.com.

'Ms Heard may continue to masquerade as a 'survivor' but the audio tape speaks for itself.'

Heard legal team offered a radically different perspective when provided with a transcript of the tape recording by DailyMail.com, complaining the recording was taken without Heard's consent and was also 'doctored'.

DailyMail.com has decided to publish the audio in its entirety so readers can form their own opinions.

'The latest recording provided to the Daily Mail continues Mr. Depp's ongoing efforts to abuse Ms. Heard,' her spokeswoman said.

'On the transcript of this recording (which notes that it is only a portion of a longer conversation), Ms. Heard repeatedly makes it clear to Mr. Depp that he was physically violent and abusive, that she feared for her life, and that even Mr. Depp's own security guards told her that if she stayed in the relationship, 'she was going to get killed'.

'What is most important on the tape, however, is not what Mr. Depp says, but what he does not say - not once on the tape does he deny Ms. Heard's statements about his violent attacks and the damage they caused, including her broken nose and black eyes.

'In fact, Ms. Heard specifically recalls that during a portion of the conversation not provided to the Daily Mail, Mr. Depp asked Ms. Heard whether she was recording the call and when she answered that she was not, admitted that she was not lying about the fact that he had abused her. As a result, Mr. Depp's use of this doctored recording at this time is not only a fraud and a crime, but an act of desperation.'

Amber Heard's spokeswoman provided the following statement from Dr. Laura Brown, a trauma expert and former president of Society for the Psychology of Women:

'Abuse is attempting to control a victim by any means necessary, including pushing this kind of news story. It is not unusual for victims of physical and emotional abuse to respond by acting to defend themselves.

'But because intimate partner violence is about coercion and control every bit as much as it is about acts of violence, abusers often respond to these acts of self-defense with attempts to reassert control.

'They do so through attempts at coercion, which often include projecting accusations of abuse at their victims for having had the audacity to attempt to defend themselves.

'It is not unusual for the perpetrator of intimate partner violence to try to use the self-defense responses of their targets to claim the mantle of victimhood for themselves.

'This is classic DARVO- Defend, Avoid, Reverse Victim and Offender – the construct developed by Dr. Jennifer Freyd.

'When society and the media buy into these false abuser narratives, they are enabling the perpetrator to re-abuse the victim. We should not be fooled by a DARVO narrative.'

From the audio conversation..

'You're going to get up on the stand, Johnny, and say, ''she started it''?' Amber Heard and Johnny Depp clash over the phone during divorce

JOHNNY DEPP: But I'm telling you now, if I file, if they file the f**king papers tomorrow, which means the s**t I've got to file before we go to court on Friday, if they file those papers, first of all, it's very bad for both of us.

AMBER HEARD: Well, your people are not going to file anything that's bad for you, trust me.

JD: No, no what you're saying, you've got to do something to protect yourself which means throwing me under the bus for the, some video about me beating you?

AH: Not me. I have to respond. I mean I'll have to go and pursue, no I'll pursue the whole course of action, because here's what you don't understand. If, if we do this, and basically will know. I called my lawyers and I said why aren't we negotiating now, what's going on, where are we, and they're like everything's under court.

JD: No, they won't settle. Your agents won't settle. Your lawyers won't settle baby. I'm telling you.

AH: We want to mediate. We even have a mediator, found a mediator and everything. But that was all worked out. But the thing that Laura [Wasser, Depp's attorney] wouldn't agree to, she did not want to agree to a mutual gag order. That's the problem, she doesn't want the gag order, why Johnny? Why? Why wouldn't she? Why wouldn't she want both parties not to talk about this in the press?

AH: I just want you to know. I'm not doing anything and have not been doing any move. Look it up, the timeline. Nothing was on the offense. Everything has been a defensive move because I'm being called a liar and a gold-digger. And I am not lying about any of this s**t, and I am not after a dime of your money.

JD: It's hurting You. It's hurting You. And it's hurting me. But the worst f**king thing is (unintelligible). Do you want to go to court Amber? Seriously? Do you want to go to court with this? I'm offering you an opportunity for us to make this finish in peace. Peaceful, man. We walk away. You go do what you gotta do, I go do what I gotta do. I, I, I've been through the f**ing hurt. You've been through the f**king hurt. I love you more than anything in life. I do not want to go into a f**king court with you. I do not want to f**king tarnish your name. I do not want to f**king tarnish. I don't want nothing. I want this to be done peacefully, between us. And if you don't like the way that mediation is going, take me back to court kid. Cause I can't. This is the last f**king chance Amber. This is it. Once I file those papers we don't turn around man. I know you hate me, and I know you whatever, I'm telling you now, there's no call, it doesn't need to happen like this. Please, for f**ks sake trust me man.

JD: Continuing through court is going to end up nothing but bad for you, and for me. It's just going to be bad. In any case, no matter whether we ruin each other or not, it's going to be f**king heartbreaking, it's terrible. Let's write a mutual letter that says look, in lieu of what's transpiring out there in the world with all this f**king crazy s**t, we have decided to take this private. We're not going to go to court, right now, over this. We are going to try to work something out, together. And then at least, at the very f**king least. I know you want to respond, and I know you want to defend yourself. Listen to me. Defending yourself by throwing someone under the bus is not going to look good.

AH: I'm not. It's not about that. It would not be about me throwing you under the bus. You know what it would be? It would be released through documented people, coming on the record, and, having the protection to do so, that haven't had yet. It would be eyewitness statements. It would be evidence. Tons of it. And it would be through years. And it would be unbelievable. Unbelievable, um, to imagine that either I'm (a) in a secret fight club, or (b) I've had um...

JD: A secret what?

AH: A secret fight club. Or that I have been plotting to do this for three years, and, while taking pictures of it, and documenting it, just saving it up for the right time when I'm not asking for any money and have nothing financial to gain from it. But no one is going to believe that. No one is going to believe that one of the two alternatives, that I'm in a fight club or I've been getting, going through hair and makeup or going through makeup through all these years where I have corroborating text messages between people that match those dates of those time stamped validated photos of either corroboration between people hearing us.

AH: All of that won't be me throwing you under the bus, that will be evidence, in the case. Which I will have to, it will be criminal as well, because I cannot go on Friday and file without filing a police statement first. And the only reason I haven't filed a police statement, which has been used against me by the way, every day, and the only reason I won't do it, haven't done it, is because I don't want to hurt you and that means it goes out of my hands and every, we had a third party guy, a third party prosecutor come and a criminal lawyer come, and they went, the problem is hearing from you like your biggest struggle, this is just, is that it is the most solid evidence, case of domestic violence case we've ever seen. And if you get this over to them or any part of it they will prosecute him. And I felt like, I would never want that. For you. Because I don't even, it's hard for me, I don't even call myself, like, in my head it's hard for me to even accept any sort of victimdom, ever. And I don't want to hurt you.

JD: I understand. I understand. And I don't want to hurt you either. I'm only going to say this. I love you. I love you. I've always loved you. And I know that, look, you do whatever you feel you have to do. I'm telling you now it's a mistake to go to court. If you want to go to court, we'll go to court. I would rather take care of it in a different way, I think it would be very good for you, and it would be very good for me. But you know what?

AH: I've been called a liar.

JD: Baby, you know what?

AH: And I've been called a golddigger.

JD: Baby. Baby. Amber, I didn't call you those things. I didn't call you those things.

JD: It's been going on too long Amber and we've got to stop this. It's got to stop it.

AH: I don't know how to get my reputation back.

JD: We write a letter together. Saying that we are going to take this out of the public eye. Saying that we are going to try and work this out on our own. Saying that the media has created such a f**king hateful storm that it's sickening. That we love each other. And that we want to make sure each other's OK. Have we had fights in the past, have we had this or whatever, f**k it, whatever, they already know all that s**t, it don't matter. Here's the deal.

AH: Oh, it matters. I have been, I have been, you have no idea, every ounce of my credibility has been taken from. And done so in a dishonest way. You know.

JD: Amber, the abuse, the abuse thing is, is we've got to deal with that, yeah. We've got to deal with that Amber.

AH: We don't have any way of, my credit, It's my credibility.

JD: Then why did you put that out there?

AH: I did not. You forced me, your team, forced me to by going on the offense.

AH: Well I'm sorry. I'm sorry because the last time it got crazy between us I really did think I was gonna lose my life. And I thought you would do it on accident. And I told you that. I said oh my god, I thought the first time.

JD: Amber, I lost a f**king finger man, c'mon. I had a f**king, I had a f**king mineral can, a jar, a can of mineral spirits thrown at my nose.

AH: You can please tell people that it was a fair fight, and see what the jury and judge thinks.

Tell the world Johnny, tell them Johnny Depp, I JOHNNY DEPP, A MAN, I'M A VICTIM TOO OF DOMESTIC VIOLENCE.

JD: Yes.

AH: And I, you know, it's a fair fight. And see how many people believe or side with you.

JD: It doesn't matter, fair fight my a**.

AH: That's exactly. Because your big, you're bigger and you're stronger. And so when I say that I thought that you could kill me, that doesn't mean you counter with you also lost your own finger. I, I'm not trying to attack you here, I'm just trying to point out the fact of why I said call 911. Because I was, you had your hands on me after you threw a phone at my face. And it's got crazy in the past, and I truly thought I need to stop this madness before I get hurt.

JD: Oh my god.

AH: And I never think about myself that way. I never defend myself that way. I never see myself as a victim.

JD: There's also Travis coming to get me, there's Travis having to come up and f**king pull me away from you.

JD: You're going to have to do this under oath too you know.

AH: I will because the unfortunate part is I can talk about all of this.

JD: Do you believe all this Amber? Do you believe all this?

AH: Yes, the f**k, yes, yes.

JD: You believe I'm an abuser?

AH Yes.

JD: You believe I'm an abuser?

AH: In May, In December, in, in April

JD: Do you believe you're an abuser?

AH: No.

JD: Do you believe you abused me physically?

AH: Do I physically believe, I mean do I believe I physically abused you?

JD: Yes?

AH: Do you know I'm a 115, well not anymore, but I was a 115lb almost 115lb woman and you have the capacity...

JD: That's not the question. That's not the question.

AH: Have I ever been able to knock you off of your feet? Or knock you off balance?

JD: You started. You started these things.

AH: You're going to get up on the stand, Johnny, and say, 'she started it'? Really? I have never been able to overpower you that's the difference between me and you.

JD: Why did you try?

AH: And that's a difference, that's a whole world, and there's a jury and there's a judge will see that there's a very big difference between me and you.

JD: You cannot automatically, you cannot think that it's just my side. You are f**king killing me. Your f**king people are trying to kill me. You've turned me into a, my boy has to go to school, my boy goes to school and has kids go 'so your f**king dad's a wifebeater'? You don't think about that Amber.

AH: You don't think also my family, and all the death threats? Me and every single person in my immediate circle of friends and family is getting also matters? And you don't think I, you don't think I?

JD: Death threats?!!

AH: Your people put this out. Why, why, why, why did your security go on the record and lie? Why, that's a proactive measure. Why did your divorce attorney get to file for divorce period? At all? Second, why did she have to go and leak to TMZ? Why if you wanted it private, is TMZ being fed information literally by Laura Wasser and Marty Singer every step of the way? My, my my my arrest records. Who put that in the media? The rumors that I was a stripper? Or, of course I can expect that. I've known every step of the way, every single step of the way everything you give 'em.

JD: I give 'em? I give 'em? That's it. I give 'em? I'll see you in court. No. I'll f**king see you in court. I will f**king see you in court. I never f**king said that. I never told anyone that. You f**king trusted me with that and I never f**king told anyone that. And you know what, Amber?

AH: Thank you.

JD: This is not, no, this is me. This is me saying I tried. And thank you. And I will see you in f**king court. You don't want to make f**king nice nice? I'm trying. I'm trying. But you know what? You, I loved you for so many f**king years but you know what? You didn't exist. You don't exist. You're not there. You're not there. You are a f**king made up thing in my head. And I can't believe you are doing this to me.

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My One Handsome Devil Drake and Kate

Fluffy Alphabet A - K here.

FLUFFY ALPHABET

continued L to Z

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L - Love (How did they first say those three words)

The day after they finally consummated their new relationship in New York, Drake couldn't help himself and had to tell Kate he loved her. And of course for Kate the feeling was mutual. ❤

M - Movies ( What kinds of movies do they watch together? Is it a regular Netflix ritual?)

Kate loves movie dates with Drake. They usually go see action movies because he is such a Marvel fan. Kate doesn't mind because for every action movie they see on a date she chooses a romantic comedy or dramatic thriller for them to watch at home together in private on Netflix.

N - Nicknames (Things they call eachother)

Kate likes to call Drake her Ducky or HoneyDuck, or Lovey, Sweetie or Honey.

Drake still calls Kate by her last name from time to time to tease her, but otherwise he saves the nicknames for their private moments. He likes to call her Lovey, Beautiful, Honey and when he's had too much to drink he'll sometimes call her KatieBear.

O - One (tell us about the moment they realized they were the one)

For Kate the enigmatic and snarky Drake Walker was a thorn in her side and the apple of her eye from the moment he came to her rescue on derby day. She knew then that despite his gruff nature he was really a nice guy underneath it all.

Drake tried to hide his feelings for Kate during the social season, but everytime she'd smile at him he felt warm all over. When they kissed the night of the Coronation and the thought of her choosing to be with King Nicholas crossed his mind, he knew it would break his heart.

P – Pizza (What is their favourite food to eat together?)

Breakfast, because it means they're still in bed naked and have ordered it to share in their room. If they have to make an appearance at a group breakfast at the Palace they're usually late.

Q – Quit (Do they break up? Almost break up? What happened?)

Not a chance. They've been through too much together to give up now.

R – Rainy Days (How do they comfort each other on dark days?)

Drake has been known to drown his sorrows and anger in a bottle of whiskey, usually regretting it the next day. Since he and Kate have gotten together though she has encouraged him to talk to her instead of seeking out the numbing effects of alcohol. Kate has made him promise that if he is going to drink when he's emotional that he doesn't do it alone.

Drake helps Kate get over her fear of thunderstorms by distracting her with love and affection, encouraging her to lean on him when she feels scared.

S - Soft (something one of them did that turned the other into absolute mush)

Kate loves running her fingers through Drake's thick dark hair, and Drake really loves it when she does it too. To him it's totally hypnotizing and relaxing, while Kate enjoys how his hair feels as it runs through her fingers.

Kate becomes total putty in Drake's hands when he whispers in her ear and asks her what she wants from him.

T - Texting (Do they text each other a lot? What do they talk about?)

When Kate was sent back to New York following the Coronation she immediately missed all of her Cordonian friends. When she reached out in a message, Drake was the first one to respond. While they were separated they flirted back and forth through messages, exchanging photos. Kate missed Drake so much but his messages helped her feel better. She didn't know he was secretly traveling to New York to be with her. ❤

U - Unique (Tell us about some of their odd habits that surprise the other.)

Kate was pleasantly surprised that Drake always sleeps naked, not that she minds.

V - Vanity (Something they're proud of in themselves and their partner)

Drake was an athlete in school and works hard to maintain his muscled physique and keep his skills sharp.

Kate admires his dedication and totally appreciates that he likes to take care of himself. Kate isn't nearly as vain in looking after her appearance, but Drake is fine with that and thinks she's beautiful as she is.

W - Wedding (Tell us about their wedding, if they've gotten that far.)

Kate and Drake are engaged to be married but haven't really talked about what kind of ceremony they want to have yet.

X - eX that out (Something they hate about the other)

Kate hates that Drake can be impulsive and do things without thinking, not realizing how it affects other people. His anger issues feed off of this impulsive behavior too.

Drake can't bring himself to hate anything about Kate, because he knows she's helping him be a better person.

Y- YouTube (What are they like online?)

Drake doesn't have a very large online footprint. He only uses Facebook for the Messenger, and uses Twitter to keep up with his favorite sports teams and celebrities. He's not much of a photo taker and doesn't feel the need to share his personal stuff on Instagram. He's not a selfie kind of guy and though he has Snapchat he uses it sparingly.

Kate is all over social media, especially since the Tariq scandal broke. She's worried that her relationship with Drake is going to be affected and they'll lose any kind of privacy. Being recognized and having fans also means there are people who resent her celebrity status and hate on her for some reason.

Z - Zoo (Are they into animals? Do they want pets? What kind?)

Drake grew up in the Palace and didn't really have house pets. He worked in the stables and has his own horse that was born from breeding stock from his family's ranch in Texas. Kate had a dog when she was a small child but it ran away and hasn't had a small pet since. She loves animals though and has a horse of her own in the royal stables that was gifted to her by King Nicholas.

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