#im going to throw myself off a bridge don't Look at me.

[oh-gh0st]

um. hai......... publicly posting about them now (wow! be Quiet). ill give context under the cut (hope u guys like reading ^-^)

so its the first year that ghost is living in akatsuka and as per annual tradition the town hosts a festival to celebrate their shrine. choromatsu asked a week prior while hanging out with ghost on their library shift if they were going to go, but they told him they were still thinking about it. it was sort of obvious they weren't because they got annoyed whenever he asked. like they didn't even want the topic brung up… he was a little disappointed because he wanted to see them there, but they didn't seem like they were interested. afterall they had declined plans to hang out previously because they weren't that much of a social-lite. imagine his surprise when they said they would go! oh he was over the moon when he got home that day…. his brothers were quite pissed at him for subtly rubbing it in their faces, but they were also a bit jealous. ah well.

he was awestruck when finally met up with them outside their home. they had a muted, deep crimson yukata on with a very pale green obi tied around their waist. they looked amazing… he had a hard time keeping his eyes off of them the whole night when they walked around. obviously im not going elaborate, but you know what i mean…. coughing. anyways at the end of the night the town hosts a big fireworks celebration to honor the shrine. choromatsu asks ghost if they would like to join him and his family. theyre hesitant, but they do eventually agree. they decide to go back to the family a bit earlier than the other brothers, and this is where matsuyo gets intoduced properly to ghost. as a mom is, she's all over them, absolutely adoring how pretty they looked.

the rest of the siblings arrive, and theyre all teasing choro for bringing a "girl" over to the family blanket. after a bit more moments of teasing, ghost gets up and walks off, visibly annoyed. after scolding his brothers for teasing, he gets up and follows ghost, arriving at the top of the hill overseaing the rest of the families and people. it's a few moments right before the fireworks start. he asks them if theyre alright, and apologizes for his brother's behavior. theyre awfully quiet. theyre usually not this quiet….. hes starting to get a bit worried. 'are you okay…?' '… i need to tell you something.' they start.

choro doesnt say anything back initially because hes enamored with how they look. it helps that it was a clear night and that the moon was out, because the moonlight was hitting their face just right. they looked so cute, but they were blushing like mad. not even a scowl or an angry expression evident on their face…they were staring off to the side. the fireworks are getting prepared, matches lit to light the strings. ghost, in an instant, grabs choro's hands. their touch was warm but cold at the same time, bringing an oddly comforting chill to choromatsu. 'promise you wont laugh. or think it's stupid. please…' he looked down at them, their eyes flicking up to him through their lenses. '…i wont. i wouldnt ever do that, i promise.' he tightened his hands in theirs. the fireworks were about to go off any second now, as the crack of them lighting sounded throughout the area. families and people got ready, the anticipation boiling up to the brim in them.

ghost takes a breath, and stands up straight. they're looking dead at him, but their brows are furrowed upwards. they take a breath and start to speak. choro could feel how nervous they were, as a slight shudder was now noticeable in their hands. And as the first firework shot up into the sky, the ear-piercing sound ringing into everyones ears, ghost spoke. 'i love you, choromatsu matsuno.'

fireworks went off rapidly, loud booms looming throughout the sound of the night. but choro didn't pay attention to a single one of them. his eyes widened as he registered their words, his cheeks rising in heat tenfold. he just stared, too stunned to speak… no it had to be impossible. how could ghost love him if they hated his guts, beat him up whenever they got into an argument… scoffed at him with such a crimson face whenever he was right? but… he liked it. he liked them. liked them more than just a friend… more than just that. when he realized he had been staring for a while, he shook his head and stared at them. his mouth still hasn't closed. he stammered, but eventually found his footing. 'i… are you… you do?' 'yes. i do.' they replied through gritted teeth, looking away again. they were upset… did they think he hated the confession? but he didn't, that's the thing! so, knowing the one thing that wouldn't make them upset, he pulled them into a hug, pressing his cheek against their head. he leaned down to their ear, '…i love you too. i love you so much…' his voice was wavering. he was nervous. ghost stared ahead, now their turn to be stunned. as they processed his words, they playfully scoffed, slowly bringing their arms around his waist. they both stayed like that for a while. they might've missed the fireworks, but this was so much better.

#ghost's doodles #oso san posting #ghostoro #<- dont look at me. filtering purposes. scoffs #god FUCK FUCKING I HATE YOU PEKO FOR GETTING ME TO POST THIS. UURURHGGHGH #i was feeling self-indulgent last night. its one of the many scenarios in which either one of them confesses #ik i talked about a different scenario from the ask game about a week ago. that's prob the canon one.......... #im going to throw myself off a bridge don't Look at me. #i need to draw ghost beating the shit out of him as a palette cleanser. i need to see him beat tf up #or ill draw atsutodo. we'll see. #fades out of existence

[w3ath3r-0f-sw34t3rz]

as many ttpd thoughts as i can coherently write down

first of all grateful for the folklore x midnights x 1989/rep sound we have going on here. i hate comparing artists but seriously the best way i can explain it is phoebe bridgers this album sounds like phoebe bridgers. not like it's a bad thing it's phoebe fucking bridgers!!!

i feel like it's so easy to call music "intimate," whether because of lyrics that feel personal or just a certain raw sound, or whatever else, but this album truly is the most intimate thing i think taylor's ever given us. i don't know what sets it apart, cuz at this point she's written plenty of deeply personal lyrics, but the way i best know how to describe it is that it truly feels like she trusts us.

anyway i'm willing to admit that this album isn't a spectacle or a revolution or game changer, and i know it won't satisfy everyone (ngl i'm scared to see what everyone else is saying bc they'll never understand Like I Do) but damn it sometimes that much is more than enough. without further adieu

fortnight a solid vibe. i'd literally love any song with the lyric "i love you it's ruining my life"

ttpd love that lucy and jack cameo that's about it. but really who else is gonna hold you

mbobhft AUGGGHHH THAT HOOK. you'd think you'd be able to tell which tracks are entirely self-written but you'd never guess some of the best tracks would you? jokes on me. love the metaphor (as i tend to do), big fan of infantilizing men (no like actually)

down bad this song was not clicking at first but it won me over with the alien abduction theme

so long london aw fuck yeah i knew i was right to claim this one. that hook is delectable. every verse is like a juicy kiss on the mouth i love this song yOU SWORE THAT YOU LOVED ME BUT WHERE WERE THE CLU

but daddy i love him this was the point where i thought to myself "wow this album is a lot more romantic than i would've thought" which, in hindsight, idk if that can be the consensus but still--this is such a feel good happy lovely time

fresh out the slammer evermore would love this one. yee haw

florida i mean there was really no way for this song to be bad and damn. twas not. this is a screamer fs. how on earth they managed to make a song about fucking florida feel like this mysterious shady world that we the people are not apart of is astounding to me

guilty as sin yas girl let your freak flag fly!!! successor to false god fr

who's afraid of little old me oh. o,h my god. taylor. taylor r u good honey. this song is fucking batshit wild oh my god YES GIRL TELL EM i will never be the same i could end the california drought with these tear ducks holy shit im gonna go set something on fire

i can fix him i love this bc this is literally my best friend and now they're gonna know how they look. that "woah maybe i can't" both absolutely slaps and is hilarious. also love how horny that bridge was yas girl let your freak flag fly!!

loml oh god. lmao my ass rlly thought this album wasn't gonna be too depressing. they had me in the first half ngl. i'm not crying you're crying nahhh we're both crying and you know it. the lyrics here really popped off, like more than the rest of the album and that's saying something. bonus i remember seeing someone theorize that it was actually gonna be "loss of my life" instead of love, and while i was listening i had that in the back of my mind, but then i was like "ok no it's actually love" but then THEY WERE RIGHT and i felt so accomplished for no good reason. so if ur that person who called it, good job brother

i can do it with a broken heart this one shocks me so good oml why is this making me wanna throw it back. with all do respect if you didn't want us to enjoy your suffering why did you make your suffering such a bop. /j that "i'm miserable and nobody knows!! :D" gives me chills but like in a good way. "try and come for my job" literally get it queen i love you

smallest man who ever lived it's quite funny to me that literally nobody was claiming this track and then it permanently altered my brain chemistry. back at it with the hooks damn. wow this one really. this one is really sticking with me guys

the alchemy yay the vibes are back!!!! sweet simple romance you gotta love it

clara bow you had me at that intro. shove that guitar down my throat if u will. this is the better version of the lucky one (im not sorry.) damn "you look like Taylor Swift in this light" gets me every time i'm sorry that will never not hit

the black dog OLD HABITS DIE SCREAAAAAMMMIIINNNNNGGGGGGGGGG GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG i did not expect to like this one as much as i do but i can't stop thinking about it

imgonnagetyouback i had really mixed feelings but i literally can't dislike this song it's straight up good (also this song is so gorgeous-coded its wild)

the albatross idk i just love this one it is so sweet to me. in the way molasses is sweet but still

chloe or sam or sophia or marcus this melody has wriggled its way into the few folds of my brain and i don't see it leaving soon. i love me some good whimsy. fr as i'm listening to it again rn i'm realizing how good this production is. anyways bi rights

how did it end? you know................... i was really trying to not tie her real life into any of these songs, since i really don't know that much lore + i'm not a big fan of obsessing over celebrities personal lives--relationships most of all (especially when it comes to taylor)--in general, but damn i immediately did just that with this song and.. wow. but aside from all of that oh my god welcome back to Songs On This Album That Absolutely Haunt Me

so high school this one's kinda crazy bc damn it's such a taylor swift song but the sound is so new to her and it kind of makes me cry. but anyhow "touch me while your bros play grand theft auto" is the funniest fucking line i have ever heard in my life

i hate it here oh wow hahhahahhahahahha taylor what the fuck :3 imagine relating to this song on an cosmic level lmfaooooo

thank you aimee removing from irl context, putting this song next to mean genuinely makes me want to cry. like the maturity and growth both happy and sad is so evident it's like watching my child graduate

i look in people's windows another stellar string hook thank you and goodbye. ok but fr the visual here is inherently funny

the prophecy claiming this one for the neurodivergents

cassandra yeah yeah drama i know but damnnnn greek mythology BANGER

peter *taking notes* never... trust.. a man.. named..... peter.........

the bolter she's a runner she's a track star (can you tell i've run out of things to say it's just a good fucking album)

robin ohohoho i am an absolute SLUT for a good ode to childhood

the manuscript now that's a story

and at last--my current rankings:

who's afraid of little old me?

so long, london

how did it end?

chloe or sam or sophia or marcus

the smallest man who ever lived

florida!!!

clara bow

the alchemy

loml

i can do it with a broken heart

the albatross

my boy only breaks his favorite toys

i look in people's windows

cassandra

fortnight

i hate it here

the black dog

but daddy i love him

thanK you aIMee

the bolter

guilty as sin?

robin

i can fix him (no really i can)

the prophecy

peter

the manuscript

so high school

fresh out the slammer

the tortured poets department

imgonnagetyouback

down bad

now i know being critical is not one of my specialties but seriously it's a solid album ok. midnights is literally my baby and it has a skip for me so

now naturally my enthusiasm for each song will potentially decrease and most certainly increase over time cuz that's how i process albums buttttttt yuh 👍

almost any other artist building an entire persona about being an emo poet would make me roll my eyes but damn it she's so right

#wow that was a lot #the tortured poets department #ttpd #taylor swift #ts #fortnight #my boy only breaks his favourite toys #mbobhft #down bad #so long london #but daddy i love him #bdilh #fresh out the slammer #florida!!! #guilty as sin #who's afraid of little old me #waolom #i can fix him (no really i can) #icfhnric #loml #i can do it with a broken heart #icdiwabh #the smallest man who ever lived #tsmwel #the alchemy #clara bow #the black dog #imgonnagetyouback #the albatross #chloe or sam or sophia or marcus

[elytrafemme]

do you have any tips an improving writing skills/learning writing techniques?

i do actually! :D

i will preface by saying though that i am by no means an experienced writer and i am still trying to learn so much writing stuff so this is just stuff that has helped me personally ^_^ also this is very disorganized sorry my brain is a bit foggy today

(1) READ! genuinely the best way to learn how to improve writing skills is to read things! i don't recommend going hyper-analytical on what writers do good and bad (i settled into that habit accidentally and am trying to wean myself off of it), but as you read things you will generally observe really good points in the piece, like if the writer is good at worldbuilding or something! so if there's a skill you're trying to work on, or if you're just aiming to improve in general, reading is really really important to learning stuff. readings also just very good :] sorry i can elaborate more on this if you want i feel like i'm getting repetitive but yeah!

(2) FREE ASSOCIATION WRITING! in my experience this helps a lot with A. perfectionism and B. writer's block. basically, set a timer (5-15 minutes is usually what i've done) and get yourself a prompt that you like, or if you prefer just go promptless, and write down a bunch of stuff. the idea is not to go back and try to routinely edit, just to get stuff out-- yes, it is going to be half coherent and it might kill you a bit in hindsight, but i've been able to pull out some really great lines out of messes in scribbles and it helps get the brain going!

(3) EXPERIMENT! me and my partner both sort of 'specialize' in different kinds of writing (for me it's poetry, for her it's prose), but both of us have kind of experimented with the other style. sometimes it sticks and sometimes it doesn't but one thing i think we've both found is that being able to play around with different formats and types of storytelling can help you see the benefits and drawbacks of everything. for example, poetry is really good with figuring out the way that words sound & sensory detailing, but prose helps a lot with setting up characters and contexts.

(4) DRAW FROM REAL LIFE! this is kind of dicey because a lot of times in writing, you don't want to project entirely onto the character-- that's not a rule of thumb or anything, do whatever the fuck you want-- just because it's good to try and bridge the gap between your experiences and theirs, and kind of combine them. BUT i do think it's really good to look into your own experiences and observations to guide your writing!

(5) GIVE YOUR READERS ANCHORS! this is a bit out of the norm with the others, but essentially, the idea here is that if you're writing something, as you go back and read it, you want to make sure to A. read it out loud so it sounds natural and B. make sure that it's easy to follow along. balancing dialogue with introspection with description etc. is a fucking tricky thing and it's not a standard balance for everyone at ALL, some writers naturally do more dialogue and some naturally do more description and both are fantastic! the idea here is less about trying to fit this strict norm, and more that you make sure that were a reader to, say, go through some thick paragraphs of introspection, they have 'hooks' or 'anchors' within them that draw them back to the present of the fic. same with dialogue tags, making sure readers can tell what is still going on and doesn't get confused with characters. this mostly just helps tense and comprehension but i do think it's a good skill to have :]

this is very rambly and long im srry but FINAL THING TO REMEMBER

(6) WRITE WHATEVER THE FUCK U WANT! i have complicated thoughts on the idea of a good vs a bad writer but those thoughts can overall be summed up as: it's kind of not important just do what u want. if these tips dont help then dont use them! and these arent a guide to be the bestest writer ever also. im just kinda throwing stuff out there that's helped me improve my writing skills so may help u. but like if u dont like this then by all means throw it out the window u have no idea how many bits of writing advice ihave been given that i realized did NOT help me even if they helped others yknow? so yeah!

much love <3

#nightmare.ask #nightmare.fave #long post

[bpdrug-addict]

im so angry and sad with the way you left me. I still miss you even tho I hate you and wanna tear you to shreds. I wish you were still in my life. I wish you were the person I used to think you were. I wish I could remember what it was like for you to care for me, but I can't. im genuinely not sure you ever really did. you did pretend a lot. you made me feel small a lot. you made me feel like nothing. like you could leave any moment and itd never have an impact on you. it hurts that you begged to be friends and in a qpr. I don't know why you did that. I don't know why you said I was your best friend. you didn't treat me like I was. you made me so alone and you hurt me so bad all I could do was hurt myself to distract me from the pain of living with you. everyday you lie to me with a smile on your face and a condescending look in your eyes. I want to go back to screaming at you and making you explode because of how apathetic and angry I was towards you. you deserve every little transgression I've ever directed at you. you played the long game with me and thought you could win. if I see you again ill pull you back in just to rip off your face. if I see you again ill ask for a kiss just to get close enough to stab you. if I see you ill throw myself off the Gibbs St pedestrian bridge. if I see you again I'm going to say things that I hope stick with you and burn into your brain for the rest of your life. why was I not good enough for you? and why don't u ever put in the effort to fix anything? and why do I care so much more than you? you told me you devoted yourself to me too, so why is that what devotion looks like to you

[thinslxx]

Tw suicide

No no I don't think u understand

The only reason I'm still around is because I don't want my younger sister to live with the fact her older sister commited suicide. My friends will find someone new, my family will heal cuz I won't be a problem anymore, my girlfriend will find someone else. But my younger sister who is 9 will not understand why I did it and she will grow up alone in a toxic household with no one to protect her, she would grow up under pressure and probabaly with only one clear memory of me, that being the grave I'm under. Im afraid of her resenting me for what I did. But at the same time I'm not sure for how much longer I can do this, I'm tired. I'm so fucking tired. I think to myself a lot "would I even be a nice memory to the people I know ?" "How would they view me in their memories" I even think about if I'm a person worth remembering, if I'm a person worth the memories or the tears.

But then again, the tears of the ones over my grave will pass right ? They will continue with their lives, I want them to continue with their lives. I want to be a memory. That's all. I don't want to hurt anyone, I want them to know it was my choice, it was on my own accord, it was done by me. I want them to know there was nothing they could have done. Yesterday in the moment where I was looking at the pill bottle I googled how to write a suicide letter, how many antidepressants and promazine pills to take to kill me. I was seriously considering it. My friend texted me asking if I was okay cuz I was acting weird and I just stared at that message thinking "should I save myself by asking for help" "should I just lie and let it happen". In the end I insisted i was okay. I sat on my chair crying, the pills were in front of me. And then my little sister came in and saw me. She asked if I would like some water. She's an actual angel and I smiled at her telling her it's okay. She left and in the end I put down the pills. I felt empty the entire night I didn't know how I felt. Today at school I was unresponsive and quiet. I was even thinking of telling my friend "sorry I'm not really in the mood to talk, you can go hang out with someone else". While we were walking outside for gym class wherever we went on the bridge on the street I kept thinking "what If I just throw myself off the bridge and let myself drown" Not to mention my OCD hit hard that same morning and I was struggling the entire day at school. And I'm still struggling really bad at the moment plus I relapsed on self harm yesterday I started violently scratching myself (haven't done that in a while) lol there's still marks on my skin. Tho I keep thinking maybe if I ended it yesterday..maybe I would be okay wherever the fuck life after death is lol.

I don't even know why I'm writing this. I can't turn to anyone cuz they would be alarmed and I would bother them with my failed suicide try ? lmao. So yeah this is the only place I can turn to haha. Don't report my account if I die lmao I made some good memes.

#mentalillness

[lovelyyy-luna]

deadly nightshade {pt.2}

fandom: x-men

fic summary: y/n escapes out of a Trask prison in order to find her sister. She ends up in New York and is found by a group of young mutants and they take her back to their school to see if their professor can help.

chapter summary: Y/N is picked up by a lady named Moira, she drops her off in town and she then meets a group of young mutants like herself. They almost get into trouble but a girl from the group, Jean, saves Y/N’s ass.

warning: cussing, theft, a gun

word count: 2544

a/n: okay this fic is really long and wordy. Sorry, I get carried away sometimes

date: april 19, 2021

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It had been so long since you had been in regular clothes. You take the backpack that was in the locker as well and fill it with extra water bottles and some magazines for the gun and make your way out of there.

You made it down to the front exit. Swarms of guards pass by you not knowing that you were supposed to be in a cell. A smile was plastered on your face and you walked out into the real world.

It was still dark out and you had no idea where you were going. You were in a wooded area and heard the familiar sound of cars passing by.

You hurried to the sounds and found yourself on a highway. You did what any normal person would do in your situation and stuck your thumb out hoping someone would pick you up.

You were walking on the side of the road for a few hours and you could see the sun coming up from the horizon. You were still weak and tired and then another light shone, it was a car and you stuck your thumb out.

The car pulled out in front of you. The person rolled down the window, it was a woman.

“Hey sweetie you okay?” she said in a loving voice.

“I'm trying to find my sister. But I don't really know where I am.”

“Oh well, you’re in North Salem.”

You stared at her not knowing where that was, “New York sweetie.”

“Oh!”

She chuckled, “Yeah. How about you come with me, I'm going as far as Goldens Bridge.”

You nod and she unlocks the car door and you slide in.

Music from the radio played and you stared out the window watching the dark trees pass by.

The woman’s voice interrupted your daydream, “So what are you doing out here at night? You know there are crazy people out.”

“Yeah, but I can take care of myself.”

“I'm sure you can. I mean I could take care of myself if I hand a handgun in my bag.”

You look down and chuckle and pull the bag closer to you.

“Hey I know that’s for protection but make sure you have the safety on. You don't want to accidentally shoot someone.”

You nod and she spoke once more, “Im Moira by the way. And you are?”

“Im Y/N.”

“Well Y/N are you really going to see your sister? Or are you going to do something you might regret?”

“I'm trying to find my sister. I hadn’t seen her in 10 years. The gun is only for protection, nothing more.”

“Okay, I believe you. It’s only a few minutes till we get into town so you can relax.”

You let your shoulders down and close your eyes.

You were back in your childhood home. You and your sister were playing dolls in your room, your father, her stepfather, walked in drunk, you were too focused on the dolls.

He was arguing with her, yelling and throwing his empty beer bottle at the wall. It shattered and that made you turn up to your father and sister. He had pushed her hard and that caused her to lash out and spit some sort of green sludge at him causing his skin to bubble and burn.

She ran out of the room and you ran out after her. You called after her as she grabbed a bag and ran out of the front door.

“Angel! Angel!”

You were woken up by Moria shaking you, “Hey sweetie you okay? Had a nightmare?”

You sit up and try to collect yourself, “Yeah kinda.”

“Well, luckily we’re here.”

Then the blinding light of the sun came up and down into the car. The car wasn’t even parked when you hopped out.

You look up and the warmth of the sun coats you. Four years you were in a cell and all that time you were not allowed to be out when the sun was. You look up at the ombre sky full of oranges and pinks, you start to tear up because you never thought you would see the day where you were free.

Once you were done basking in the sun you go back to the car, Moira was standing with some textbooks and papers in hand.

You turn around and she parked in front of a college.

“Are you a teacher here?” you ask.

“Oh no, I work at another school as their geneticist, I'm just here to give a small presentation.”

“Oh that’s cool but what kind of school needs a geneticist?. Anyways, thank you for picking me up.”

“Of course,” she rummages through her purse, “Here is my card. If you have any trouble don't be afraid to call. And do you have any money on you?”

You took the card and shook your head. “Well here’s $20, you look starving.”

You didn’t have time to refuse her handout because she walked away into the doors of the college. You were alone again, you didn’t know where to start, so you decided to head to the small diner across the street.

You sit and order enough food to feed a family of 12.

Once you were done you just sat there at the booth thinking about why your sister was there at the facility.

You stayed at the diner not sure what your next move was. There was a single rose in a flower vase and it was wilted. With a little concentration, the rose went upright and back to full life. It was the first time in a long, long time that you used even a little bit of your mutation.

Across the diner was a group of teens around your age sitting at a table. One of the girls from the group came up to you, she was wearing a bright yellow leather jacket.

“Hi, I'm Jubilee.”

“I'm Y/N.

“So are you a mutant?”

You were hesitant because the last time someone found out about you, you ended up in the facility. So you didn’t respond to her.

“Listen, I'm not going to be mean about it if you are, me and my group of friends are mutants.” she kept looking at you hoping you’d give up but you didn’t.

“See look,” she held out her hands and curled her fingers, and electricity crackled between her fingers.

You smiled at her, “Yeah I'm a mutant,” you said in a low voice.

“Cool! Why don't you come sit with us?”

“That’s nice but I just finished.”

“We did too but we are heading to the mall. And no offense, your outfit is a little outdated.”

You look down at your clothes and you agree with her statement. You agreed to go to the mall with them but you realized you didn’t have any money. She assured you that wasn’t going to be a problem.

You paid for your meal with the money Moira gave you and the group walked past you, Jubilee was waiting for you by the exit.

You walk out the door and Jubilee introduces you to her friends. There was Jean and her boyfriend Scott, Kurt, Ororo, and Peter.

You all gather into the old yellow car. Three fits in the front and three in the back and you were left over.

Jubilee called out to you, “Y/N! Just sit on Peter's lap. I'm sure he doesn’t mind.” she laughs.

He shrugs and you hop over the side of the car and into the guy you just met lap. He and you awkwardly smile at each other.

The car jerks forward and off you go.

The wind was soaring through your hair, you felt free. With your eyes close and a smile on your face, you didn’t notice the guy whose lap you were was smiling at you.

The car halted and you hopped out first and the rest of the group was behind you. You had never actually been to a mall.

Growing up your parents, mainly your mom would rarely let you out of the house. You grew up in a rural part of Virginia, on a big plot of land. The closest mall was only 30 miles away but there was only one car in the household and your dad used it so you were stuck at home.

Your reminiscing about the past was interrupted by Jubilee pulling your hand towards the building.

The mall was packed with so many people, it made you a little uneasy because you were around 8 people at most while you were in the facility.

You turn to Jubilee, “So what are we gonna do about money?”

“Let me handle it,” she said slyly. She started to walk over to the ATM. “Cover me.”

The group of you nonchalantly surround her. You look over at her and with a zap from her fingertips, money starts coming out.

You looked at her wide-eyed. When the money stopped flowing she stood up and gave each of you some cash.

“So Y/N where do you wanna start?” Jubilee asks and the whole group looks at you.

“Oh um, I’ve` never been to the mall before,” you say shyly.

“Figures,” Jubilee said sarcastically, causing Jean to hit her in the arm.

“Well,” Jean started, smiling at you, “looks like we are going to have a long fun day shopping.”

The girls then grab you by your arms and drag you away, you look back at the boys and Peter smiles at you.

First stop was a store called the Merry-Go-Round. The colors in the store were bright and amazing. The girls picked out a few outfits for you to try on and you obviously rocked all of them. Then you hit up Gimbels brothers and you bought some new shoes for yourself.

You and the girls were walking to a place called Contempo Casuals, but a store called Camelot Music caught your eye. You slipped away from the girls and went into the store.

Music reminded you of hanging out with your sister. She was always a rebellious child and would listen to ‘risqué’ music.

You slip on the headphones and input what they called a compact disc of a group called Wham! The song started and the music was very hoppy.

Peter spotted you a few isles away and you felt a gush of wind and turn to see him right next to you. You smile at him and he smiles back, he then says something but you couldn’t hear him so you slipped off the headphones and asked if he could repeat himself.

“Who are you listening to?”

“Wham!”

He then made a weird face and you gave him a weird face back, “What? What’s wrong with wham!?”

“Oh, nothing it’s just not my kind of music.” He takes the headphones from around his neck and places them on your ears and presses play on his rectangular device.

The song made you sway and smile. You hum along to it, this song was pulled from deep in your memories. You look at Peter who was smiling at you.

The two of you swayed and a tap was felt on your shoulder.

It was Jubilee, Jean, and Ororo.

“This is where you are!” Jubilee exclaimed.

“We were halfway to the store when we realized you were gone,” Ororo chuckled.

“Sorry I just haven't listened to music in a while,” you said.

“What with you? You have never been to a mall and you haven't listened to music in a while. Where have you been under a rock?” jubilee says.

You look down at your shoes embedded, “Hey Jubilee stop being like that,” Jean says walking over to you, “her being new to most things means that we can be the first to show her what's cool.” she gives you a reassuring smile.

“You're right I'm sorry Y/N. It's just people our age doing these things, guess I have to get used to it.”

You chuckle at her and she suggests that they go back to the store they were heading to. The rest of the group agrees and you go with them.

You look back at Peter smiling at him and he gives one back.

You end up at Contempo casuals and look around. You and Ororo look at the crazy earrings they had. The other girls join and you all laugh and just overall have a good time.

You bring up enough courage to ask them the question, “Um so guys, what are your mutations?”

Ororo speaks first, “I can control the weather,”

“Well you already know mine,” Jubilee says crackling electricity between her fingers.

“I have telekinesis and telepathic abilities,” jean says

“That's really cool.”

“What about you Y/N?”

“Oh um, plant manipulation. I can grow anything at will basically.”

“That’s awesome! Do you think you could grow me some weed?” Jubilee asks in a low voice. Jean hears what she asks and hits her in the arm again.

You all finished shopping but didn't find anything worth buying. You and Jean were chatting when Jubilee looked at Ororo sneaking some bracelets into your backpack.

You walked past the censor when the alarm went off. Your heart sank, your face went pale and blood ran cold. And a security guard asked you if he could have a look inside your bag.

You stood there scared for your life, the gun you took from the facility was in your bag. “Um, why do you need to look in my bag?”

“Well the alarm went off and I just need to see if any of the store's merchandise made its way in your bag.”

“Oh,” you say. You start to slowly take off the bag. “Jean,” you say in your mind hoping she'd pick up on it, you repeated her name until her voice was heard in your head.

“Jean I need you to make the guy not look in my bag,”

“Why?”

“Just do it!” you were handing him the bag and Jean reached out to the security guard and said to him, “You don't need to look in her bag.”

He says mindlessly, “I don't need to look in her bag.” you grab the bag from his hand and all of you blot out of here.

You made it to the front of the mall and the guys were waiting by the car. Jean pulled you to the side snatching your bag from your hands.

“What do you have in here?” she says with an angered tone, she moves the stuff you bought from today around and finds what you were hiding.

“A gun?!” she says loudly causing the group to turn.

You pull her away, “Listen I got into some trouble. It's just for protection.”

“What kinda trouble y/n?”

“Nothing that concerns you jean.”

The group comes up to the two of you. Scott asks, “everything good over here?”

Both of you collect yourself and you say, “Yes everything is great. Listen I really appreciate you guys letting me hang with you all but I need to get going.”

“What do you mean?” jubilee questions, “do you have a place to go to?’

“Um not exactly-”

“Well then it's settled you can stay with us.”

“Oh, I couldn't-”

“Come on y/n out professor would definitely let you stay,” Kurt spoke.

The group except Jean agreed. Jubilee yet again dragged you to the car and everyone got into their seats and you sat on Peter’s lap again.

You knew that Jean was going to tell on you. You wouldn't blame her if she did it right when you got to their school. In all honesty, you were scared as hell.

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[eivorsjawline]

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Chapter 7: Turn Back Time

Reader’s POV

A crescent moon lit up the night sky and the grass remained damp from the recent storm, crickets and frogs sang nearby. The wet, muddy terrain on the hill worked my calves as well as ruined my shoes. My escort finally dropped me off at the stones. Though I know it's odd dropping a strange woman off at a landmark in the middle of the night, he never asked any questions. The atmosphere was dark and cold, part of me felt scared to go back. There is always the chance that the stones could send me to the wrong time period, or even further back. I found love here, and even friends of my own. At least what I thought was love, even if the feelings were not mutual. How could someone so sweet and loving towards me flip within an instant. I questioned if I truly knew Eivor at all in the time I spent here.

Everything changed through the years, but the stones remained the same. Unchanged by any shape or form of mankind. People have come and have gone as they have sat and watched patiently. I wonder whether people have even noticed my absence and how I would explain where I was. It's difficult bearing the truth but having no one to tell it to otherwise I’d be deemed insane. I was back where my journey started, in the same spot engulfed by the tall rocks around me. The standing stone I had touched previously stood directly in front of me. However, I couldn’t bring myself to touch it as if a magnetic force was pulling me away. My name echoed in the distance from a voice I could recognize no matter how far.

Eivor stepped down from her horse with caution and let out a groan. Her knees appeared weak as she stumbled towards me and her voice dry and tired. I still felt anger towards her and wondered why she didn't just apologize earlier.

“Y/n, wait!”

“Why, Eivor?” 

“Im sorry, I’m drunk and I can't think right now. Please, forgive my harsh words… You deserve more than what I can offer you. So I…”

She paused and placed her hand on her stomach before dropping to her knees. I quickly moved her hand and lifted her undershirt to reveal she had been wounded. Though I’m not an expert, It was clear to see the wound was deadly. Eivor reached her hand outwards towards me for support. I screamed out her name whilst the anger in my body was now replaced with fear.

“Eivor, get up!”

She could hardly keep her eyes open and her body refused to stand up. For once, I had no time to think of what to do next. Running on pure adrenaline, I reached behind her and grabbed underneath her arms in an attempt to drag her but she was too heavy. My panicking only worsened from that point forward.

“Eivor, I need you to help me please… Just for a moment.”

Her eyes flickered with what little fight she had left in her body. I placed her arms around my neck, holding her wrist. This allowed her to place less of her body weight on me as I led her to the stone. She groaned in pain and could barely support herself. I quickly pulled her free hand onto the stone alone with mine.

This is the only way… 

Eivor’s POV

Consciousness started to return to me as a bright light shined in my eye, I could make out the voices of other  people around me. Everything was colorless, only white. For a moment, I truly thought I had died. I looked up to strange sounds coming from a machine that had cords hooked up to various parts of my body. Men and women wearing white coats surrounded me and they seemed to somehow know my name. I sat up to get a better view of my surroundings and my jaw dropped, unable to fix the frown on my face. I began to tug and pull out the lines connected to me and a woman advised me to stop.

“Where am I? Who are you people?”

“This is a hospital and we’re trying to help you. I need you to lay back down.”

The lights around me were so bright and everything so foreign, I felt genuine fear forming in my body. They mumbled towards one another, words I could not make any sense of. The woman in front of me started to fidget with a set of tools near my bed until I grabbed onto her wrist and she flinched. She squirmed and tried to pull my hand off before I finally released her.

“Tell me where y/n is… Please.”

“She's waiting for you outside… Doctor, she's moving too much she needs to be put back to sleep.”

What does she mean put back to sleep?

Before any further thoughts could form I felt a pinch in my arm and my eyes started to grow heavy. I could not fight my drowsiness so I succumbed to it.

Readers POV

I waited outside Eivor’s room anxiously. Thankfully, I had been placed in the exact same time period I had left. Nothing changed and I knew no questions would be plastered onto me by anyone I know. The door to Eivor’s room opened and a doctor greeted me, papers in his hands of x-rays and tests. He was a tall freckled man with thick brown hair and his glasses kept falling from the bridge of his nose. I stood up to shake his hand and waited for him to tell me any news of her.

“So, the wound has been disinfected and is ready for proper healing. We’ve done a few tests on her brain activity and everything is functioning normal. However, she has multiple scars all over her body. They look to be battle scars, oddly enough. I understand you tell me she’s a new friend of yours but do you know anything else about her life?”

“All I know is that her life has been a rough one… Now, when can she be released?”

“Soon. She’s very confused right now, unaware of her surroundings. Perhaps, once she's awake you can help jog her memory.”

“Could I at least see her now?”

“I’m assuming you’re not family therefore, I can't allow that. Leave your number and we’ll let you know when she’s ready to be brought home.”

I jotted down my number with the black-ink pen the doctor gave me. He told me she needs to be aware of her surroundings before any further stimulation. Even if the doctor seemed suspicious, they know only so little. I felt bad on the walk to my car, I didn’t wanna leave her all alone there but there was nothing I could do about It. I feared she would be angry with me once I picked her up. I started up my car and pulled out of the driveway, the rain trickled onto the front of my window and I turned on my windshield wipers. The drive back home was somewhat rejuvenating, being back relaxed me, I didn’t have to witness war and blood every second of the day.

I neared the driveway of my parking lot and pulled in. On the passenger seat my keys laid, I grabbed them and shut the car door. When I unlocked the front door to my apartment everything remained just as It was before, like nothing changed. My cat greeted me with a meow and I replied back with a scratch on her neck before making sure her food bowl was filled. I missed my life entirely, though I hadn’t been gone terribly long, a feeling of deja vu still resonated within me. The night would be long as I waited for my phone to go off. I turned the television on in my living room and kicked back, my cat laying next to me.

Just like old times...

Traveling through time seems to tire me, so I laid back and let my mind drift away. 

Eivor’s POV

I awoke from my practically forced sleep. I knew my journey to her would bring me here, to her strange world. Some more clothes would have brought me more comfort rather than this sheet they have me in. My wound was healing nicely, the pain of it wearing away though still sore. Some good ale would help me endure this. The nurses treated me well, making me regret how aggressive I had been in the beginning. My knowledge of the world around me made them suspicious but they knew I was fully responsive. We discussed my release, and they gave me news that I should get ready to go home. One of the nurses placed a bag on the chair next to my bed.

“Your friend left some clothes for you to change into when she left.”

A simple shirt and pants, strange material though. Surely, for such an advanced time I would have thought the clothing would be more complex instead, It was rather minimalist. The shirt fit rather snug but the pants were fine and felt comfortable. No one bared any weapons or armor, I felt nude without anything to defend myself with. Everyone seemed content and relaxed, I envied the people around me and the sheltered lives they had always lived. They walked around completely oblivious, and so did I. The concept was foreign but trying to fit in with the people around me was easy, just act like everything is okay. I heard a knock on the door once I finished dressing and the doctor came in to consult with me. He shook my hand and smiled.

“Hello, Eivor. Your wound is healing wonderfully. How are you feeling?”

“Better than I was.”

“The severity of your wound was extreme, even I’m surprised you made it… Your scars, how did you get them? If you don't mind me asking.”

I threw my hands up in the air trying to spare some time, my voice became soft.

“Oh, you know. Used to be a troublemaker, got into some bad fights.”

“I assume you're still troublemaking since that wound is fresh.”

“This one was an.... accident.”

Reader’s POV

The familiar sound of my phone started to ring. I knocked out so hard, I’m not even sure what time it is. I wiped the corners of my mouth before clearing my throat, the hospital was calling me. Anxiously, I answered the call and It was the doctor I had spoken to prior. Finally, I can pick her up from the hospital. I never got up quicker, throwing on some clean clothes and grabbing my keys on the way out the door. I whipped out of the driveway and headed towards Eivor, I think I may have even been speeding. Upon arrival I made my way to the desk to check into Eivor’s room. I took the elevator and pressed the floor number I needed to go to. Ugh, I hate the smell of hospitals. Disinfectants and chemicals everywhere, yet the taste of nothingness in the air at the same time. I found myself at her room door, and knocked to make sure she was ready for my entrance. The door handle twisted and opened swiftly, my heart began to beat faster when I saw the way she looked at me. I wrapped my arms around her neck and gave her a warm embrace.

“I’m so sorry It happened this way. We’ll get you back, I promise.”

“There’s no need for apologies, you saved my life. These people saved my life, there would be no going back home if it wasn’t for your quick thinking. I will admit for the first time there is true fear in my body for what lies out there.”

I chuckled, sure enough she had the look of fear in her eyes.

“Eivor, there’s nothing to be scared of. Come on, let me show you my home. Oh, I just picked the shirt and pants out real quick, sorry if the fit is wrong. We’re going shopping as soon as possible...”

Eivor looked overwhelmed, perhaps the bright lighting and a bustling hospital was a lot to handle for her. We stepped in the elevator and made our way down, the buttons and how we dropped seemed to fascinate her. When we got outside to the parking lot she was surprised to see all the cars moving fast, faster than any horse could go. When we got to my car I made a short, “ta-da!” movement with my hands.

“This is my humble stallion, she takes me wherever I like.”

Behold, my silver car. A few years dated but in almost pristine condition, I seemed quite proud of myself somehow. I opened the door for her and had to remind her to tilt her head down when entering.

“More of those…”

She pointed at the numbers in my car.

“They're called buttons, love.”

I turned the volume dial on my car and played some tunes. The surprised expression on her face when she heard what we consider music, we shared a look before smiling and laughing at each other. The moment was short when she ran her fingers over the functions, the radio station changing repeatedly and the heater kicking on and off… Like a child in a candy shop, touching everything in sight. Though I was trying to contain my laughter, her face remained serious and extremely focused. I got on the road to go back home, making sure to play some of my favorite songs for her entertainment.

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[i-may-be-stupit]

Shigaraki x Silly!Reader

As usual, this is rather gender-neutral and the horny got me because I fukn love Shiggy 🥵😍 but yeah, enjoy!

You typed up a report of the latest incident between Endeavor and the league of Villains. Well, actually, you were just editing your boss's writing. She was a journalist and you were her assistant. You rolled your eyes, reading through it and fixing any grammar mistakes or typos you came across. Why the hell is she making Endeavor seem so god damn perfect? I mean, when you first met him, you told the guy a joke and he hasn't stopped glaring at you ever since. You rolled your eyes at just the thought of that fuck-faced jackass.

Not only were you the editor, but you were also the secretary in the news office building which is a whole different job as it is. You blew a bubble from your gum and turned your music in your earbuds up a bit more, since the day was going slow. Yeah, there'd be a scoop here and there but not a lot.

You looked up to see a guy with red eyes and a black hoodie grinning evily while saying stuff to you. You just stared at him until he finished talking. He looked at you and you looked at him. You spat your gum in a tissue then took out your earbuds. You smiled softly at the man. "I'm sorry, you said you wanted a visitors' pass?"

The man looked at you with a blank stare at first. "You didn't hear anything I just said?" You shook your head. He frowned and tilted his head in annoyance, "I was talking for like 3 minutes straight." You just blinked. "I just explained my whole reasoning for kidnapping you for information on Endeavor."

You smiled at him, "Im sorry sir, I'm just the secretary, but the information desk is on floor three, just take that elevator to the right and-"

"What the fuck, bitch?!" He opened his arms wide in anger, "Do you not recognize me from the news?!"

You put a finger on your chin and tapped it in thought for a moment, before clicking your tongue and snapping your finger, "Ah, you must be a pro hero or something!" His jaw dropped. "Wow, no wonder youre so handsome!" You took the bottle of lotion out of your desk's drawer and offered him some. "If you're going on an interview you could use some of this though!" He glared at you before snapping his fingers, and thats when you found out who he is.

The entire League of villains showed up and your eyes widened in fear. The man known as Shigaraki Tomura laughed harshly with a gleam in his eyes, "Recognize me yet, (Y/N) (L/N)?!"

You stared at him again in fear. You then snorted, "Hank the handy man?" And thats when he lunged at you, only for Shigaraki to fall into one of Kurogiri's portals. You laughed with tears in your eyes as the burnt up goth boy snickered. Kurogiri elbowed Dabi and Dabi wiped away a bloody tear in his own eye as he held your arms behind your back.

Dabi chuckled quietly in your ear a small, "You gotta teach me some insults if you live." And you snorted as you consentualy walked into a portal, not even mad at being kidnapped.

You were in what seemed to be a lounge area, seated on a chair with your arms handcuffed to the back of you. You looked around, innocently smiling, "Wowie, nice place you guys got here!" Spinner looked at Dabi confused as you started humming. "So, uh, whatcha need me for?"

Mange spoke up, "Wait, how are you so calm about this?"

You chuckled, "Hey, this chair is comfy, I'm off from work now, and I got to see a cute guy up-close and personal!"

Dabi looked at you with a straight face. "No thank you."

You rose an eyebrow at him, "Dont flatter yourself, Rat, I'm talking about the one that tried to kill me." Shigaraki walked into the room, slightly pissed off as Kurogiri rubbed his back. "There he is! The handsome one!"

Shigaraki glared at you. "Don't patronize me." You were about to speak, but he cut you off before even getting the chance, "You're working with Yuki Ino, the Journalist who's been interviewing pro heros, including Endeavor." You nodded, not understanding if that was supposed to be taken as a question or not. "Tell me everything about what's happened to All Might, why he retired, and how to end Endeavor, including the Pro-heros' plans to take down my organization."

You stared at him for a good minute before sneezing, "Sorry, what did you say? I disasociated."

Shigaraki twitched before scratching his neck violently. "What do you know about the number 1 pro hero?!"

"What?!" You looked at him in utter confusion. "I cant even remember what I had for breakfast, how the fuck do you expect me to remember anything about Enslaver?"

The red eyed male scratched his neck faster. "Endeavor."

You looked in even more confusion, "What the fuck is that?"

Shigaraki pulled you by your shirt closer to him in pure anger, "His hero name! Its Endeavor, not Enslaver!"

You blushed and fluttered your lashes, "Wow, the way your crimson gems glisten even in such dim lighting is so mesmerizing..." You puckered your lips and moved forward, but Shigaraki just let go of your shirt in utter disgust.

"I dont speak Wattpad."

You smiled at him happily, "I mean, I know that I should be scared because you're hella intimidating, but geez louis, your eyes are pretty! If you don't end up killing me can I be your boo thang?" You grinned and thats when he lunged at wwnnaqqa again, only for Kurogiri to put himself in front of you, again, so Shigaraki just fell into his portal, again.

Kurogiri just quietly mumbled out a small, "Lets take a break." Before going to the bar and throwing back a shot of some alcohol.

Later:

Shigaraki crossed his arms in front of the League with you in another room. "She was trying to seduce me like a slut to get out of death! Playing with my emotions?! Like I'm an ,idiot?! How dare she?!"

rtserrr

Dabi sat back, watching as Toga practiced her knife throwing on Twice. The burt man shrugged nonchalauntly, "She seemed legit to me."

Toga and Twice both nodded with a little, "Mhm," as Toga threw a knife at an apple on Twice's head.

Shigaraki just frowned. "Have you people seen me?" They all stopped what they were doing, looked at their boss and then put their hands up to their faces while cringing.

Kurogiri walked in, dragging you in a chair behind him. He placed you right in front of Shigaraki and you smiled awkwardly at him, "Sorry if i made you feel uncomfortable, Mister Shigaraki, I just can't help myself when I see a cute guy like you, though!" You giggled and shrugged as Twice awed at the nonexistent budding romance.

Shigaraki looked at you with disgust and concern. "You seriously think that I'm cute?"

You tilted your head cutely with a small smile"That's why I asked you out, what the hell?" You chuckled softly and Shigaraki blushed with a frown as he stared at you.

He scratched at his neck, took a shot of alcohol and sighed. "Just tell me everything you know about Endavor, okay?"

You frowned deeply with a small groan, "Ugh! He's kinda a asshole! I told him "Good morning, Teletubby Sun" and he just glarred really hard at me!" You frowned and pouted before mumbling out a small, "I mean, it was just a joke..."

Shigaraki pinched the bridge of his nose in utter frustration while Dabi fucking died of laughter in the background, "Anything actually important?"

You furrowed your eyebrows, "Hey! That's totally important!"

A weak, hourse, "it is!" came from Dabi and you grinned.

"See, he gets it!"

He glared daggers into you and got closer to your face. "Do you not understand the danger you're in?" He snarled. "I can kill you right now if you dont submit."

You poked your lips out jokingly before giggling out, "I get it, but who's to say I don't wanna die?" You winked at him.

Shigaraki stared at you calmly, not leaving your goofy grin. "Everyone out of the room. Now." And everyone did as they were told and left, all praying for you.

Shigaraki silently cut your restraints and you started rubbing your wrists while smiling, "Thank you! You know, that was starting to hurt-"

He grabbed you by your hair and flung you onto the floor. The wind was knocked out of you and to make matters worse, he placed a foot on your chest, glarring down at you. "This isn't a game, you stupid fucking cunt." Shigaraki laughed darkly, seeing your jokester smile twist into a horrified grit as you struggled to breath. "I mean, are you dumb or something?! Your worthless life is on the line and you really couldn't care less?! "His hands covered his mouth, holding back another laugh, though you could hear it in his voice, "You're so fucking pathetic, I don't even feel like wasting my time killing you~!" He pushed his foot down harder.

You gasped for air, clawing at his foot to pry it off. "S-Shigaraki, sir-" A crack was echoed as he pushed his foot down harder on your now broken sternum. You scream out as tears fell from your face from the pain, "Please, p-please remove your f-foot..."

Shigaraki only laughed harder, cupping a hand over his cheek, ring finger raised, "Oh all of a sudden you care about your life, huh?" He straddled you, pinning you down with your wrists in one hand, and your neck in his other. "You think you can just flirt with me like the little slut you are and get off Scott free, huh?" You choked and Shigaraki drew closer to your ear, "Where's that attitude gone now, huh? Oh, can you not speak anymore? Tell me, please, how many dicks have you taken already. How the hell did you get a job," his face scrunched up in fury, "at a god damn Hero News agency without knowing shit about any heros, huh?! You probably slept with everyone there. Didnt you? Flirting with them to get what you want just like with me?"

Your face was hot and you were crying and choking at his words and actions, "N-No! That's not-" you gasped hard, unable to breath properly, "not me at all!"

Shigaraki loosened his grip on your neck. He glarred deep into your soul. "Then why the hell were you flirting with me back there? I'm not dumb, (Y/N), I'm a very fucking capable man!"

You smiled awkwardly, thankful that you could breath a little better. "I just think you're HANDsome!" Shigaraki's cheeks tinted pink as he glared at you. He let his grip go completely as you choked and coughed before looking up with a smile, "And this position... w-with you on top of me is really lewd, so can you maybe..." You trailed off as he just stared harder at you.

Shigaraki blinked, expressionless. "I'm pinning you down on the verge of killing you and the only think you can think of is getting fucked by me?" You looked away, struggling a bit with the feeling of awkwardness and arousal. He smirked, feeling your neck get hotter. "You really are a little fucking whore aren't you?" And with that, he softly kissed your lips.

Your face went hot as you looked up at him. "What was that for?" He kissed you again, this time longer. "S-shigaraki..." You pouted and looked away. "Theres something I should tell you..."

"Hm?" He tilted his head with a smirk, waiting for you to tell him that you're still a virgin.

"You shouldve taken my lotion earlier." You laughed out and he started choking you again. "Joking- J- Joking!" Shigaraki glarred down at you before tongue kissing you much more rough. You moaned as it thrashed against your tongue, saliva dripping out the side of your mouth. Shigaraki bit your lip softly before dragging his tongue down your chin and onto your neck. He licked and sucked on it as you bit your bottom lip. Tomura came back up and tongue kissed you for only a second before grabbing your shirt with all five fingers. You gasped and covered up your bra. "H-Hey! Gentlemen ask for permission first!" You frowned and he just grabbed you by your jaw.

He mocked you with a fake pouty voice, "Oh, that's my bad for not being a fucking gentleman. Can I pwease fuck you??" Tomura rolled his eyes, "Now shut the fuck up and let me suck on your nipples." Shigaraki's mouth immediately locked with your left nipple as his fingers played with your right. He laughed, hearing you softly mumble his name. His mouth left your chest with a small pop and he looked down at you with a smirk, "Dont be shy saying my name, (Y/N); I'm gonna need you to get used to screaming it anyways." And with that, he licked his lips then placed his tongue on your torso, dragging it all the way down to your work pants.

He decenigrated your pants and underwear happily. Shigaraki brought his face to your slit and took a hard lick, a finger shoving itself inside of your tight hole. You moaned loudly, confused. "Tomura, a warning next time!?" He just pumped his finger inside of you slowly as his tongue played with your privates. You moaned while holding his head down on you, your fingers twisted in his hair, as he sucked you off like a cherry. You panted heavily and he stuck another finger in you. Shigaraki then lifted his head off you.

"I'd warn you that time, but you're kind of suffocating me, so maybe, don't fucking push down so hard!" You frowned and just pushed his head back in between your thighs. He kissed and licked more, groaning whenever you'd thrust into his mouth deeper. Shigaraki chuckled at how you'd only get quiet when hes making you moan.

You shivered and groaned, coming closer and closer to your climax. Shigaraki noticed and immediately pulled off of you. He wipped his mouth with the back of his hand and grabbed you by the hair. "Alright, slut, you've had your fun." He pulled you towards him and you fell on the floor, right in front of his groin. Tomura sat, grinned down at you with one leg up, "You gonna just stare or are you sucking me off?"

You rolled your eyes before pulling his pants and boxers down. Oh wow, you were not expecting this... You put a hand over your mouth and blushed hard. He was only semi hard and already a good 8 inches, what the hell?? It was thin, but long, kind of like the rest of him.

Shigaraki frowned down at you, blushing hard, "What? Is something wrong with it?? I-I've never done this before, asshole, so stop making me feel bad!"

You felt a smile rise onto your lips. Is he... getting flustered? You chuckled and looked up at him, pumping slowly, "It's just intimidating." You licked the tip and gulped, feeling a bit nervous, "But, I'll try to take it all in, okay?"

You placed your lips on his tip and suck it as your hands jerked him off. He groaned, grabbing your head with 4 fingers. You gradually took more and more into your mouth, using your hands for whatever didn't fit. You bobbed your head up and down on him, speeding up. Shigaraki groaned your name.

"F-Fuck, Y/N, you really know what you're doing!" He pressed his hand on the back of your head harder, forcing more of him into you. You gagged and choked as Tomura just laughed, "God, you're taking it all in like a good little sex slave, aren't you?" You moaned at the name and shigaraki shuttered, "Mm, your moans feel so fucking good on my cock!" He breathed harder, "Fuck, Y/N, I need you to touch yourself while sucking me." You brought your hand to your slit and rubbed at it, moaning. Shigaraki groaned, "Fuck, Just like that!"

You gagged and moaned on his dick, feeling it twitch in your mouth. A lewd little 'pop' echoed in the room as you let off. Shigaraki frowned and you gave him a cheeky grin, "No sticky icky for you!" He groaned in annoyance.

"God, why are you like this?!?" He grabbed your arm and threw you roughly on the bed. Before you knew it, Shigaraki was already inside of you. Your face went hot as he fucked you doggy style.

You screamed, "A warning!!! We've been over this!!!" He responded with a slap on your ass.

Tomura rode your ass, grinding into you and groaning while doing it. "Fuck off, Y/N, you're a horny mess just like me, dumbass!" You screamed his name as his thrusts became faster and deeper. Shigaraki pulled both of your wrists back and down, making you kneel, your back pressed against his chest as he fucked into you. "Fuck, you're so fucking tight..." Shigaraki sloppily kissed your neck. You breathed harder as his dick hit the spot over and over. Shigaraki flipped you over onto your back. You laid underneath him as he paused. Tomura blushed harder and looked away, "I-I wanna really savor this..." he smirked, glaring in your eyes, "Plus I wanna know what you look like, full of my cum!"

You were flustered and giggling, "Its the ✨mood switch✨ for me-"

Tomura placed a hand over your mouth, "No. You just lost your speaking privileges."

Shigaraki grinded into you slowly. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and drool seeped from your lips. Shigaraki held your waist, pulling you whenever he's press himself deep inside of you. You were speechless from the pleasure. You moaned and whined as his body slowly moved with yours.

You pressed the back of your hand to your face, feeling a bit embarrassed at the change of atmosphere. It was so easy to just enjoy him fucking you silly and laughing and everything, but you couldn't bring yourself to feel any other emotion rather than pleasure muxed in with something new.

Shigaraki placed his forehead against yours and breathed harder, "I-I'm getting there, Y/N..." He let out a breathy moan and your legs shaked. Tomura kissed you softly as well. "A-Ah, you're almost there t-too, right?"

You nodded, feeling a knot in your stomach. You moaned and Shigaraki pulled out, cumming all over you. You moaned, climaxing too.

You were covered in cum and panting. You couldn't even find words to say. It just felt so good. Shigaraki cuddled up to you. He smiled and kissed your cheek. "I'm giving you your speaking privileges back now." You stayed silent, your face hot. It was hard for you to be serious, but God damn. Tomura looked at you a bit concerned, "You okay-"

"That was amazing."

He looked surprised before laughing hard. "Did I really leave you speechless?" You nodded, silently. Shigaraki kissed your lips, "That sucks because, even though you're annoying, I kinda like you."

Your eyes widened. He liked your jokes and stupid comments?! Your mouth became ajar. "I-I..." You just closed your mouth, staring at him.

Shigaraki placed his arm over you. He smiled, "Lets hang out tomorrow."

You smiled back.

[boqutos]

... 🌙 night drive.

a one-shot.

word count: 1k.

🏐 ) his desire to succeed is... admirable. child-like would be a most apt descriptor. kageyama's longing to become the ‘best setter’ hasn’t wavered since his karasuno days.

it’s cute. sorta.

12:03 AM — in all other aspects, kageyama had at least made an effort to try and grow up.

“oy, hinata, one more!”

you can respect that.

“kageyama.” he doesn’t seem to notice you standing nearby.

and maybe for the thousandth time, you watch him perfect his toss.

though, you don’t understand how he could make it any better. you’re taken back to your highschool years whenever you watch him play. he makes it look easy- each smooth, calculated motion working towards the ultimate goal.

becoming the best.

his desire to succeed is... admirable. child-like would be a most apt descriptor. kageyama's longing to become the ‘best setter’ hasn’t wavered since his karasuno days.

it’s cute. sorta.

now kageyama’s presence at home is lacking, and he seems more in love with hitting volleyballs than being with you. going away for games isn’t something quite in his control, but when he isn’t playing official matches, he’s training. 

away from home, obviously.

“TOBIO!”

he promptly misses the throw,

and turns, as if he means to get mad and shout.

but then he sees your face.

your face, eyebrows dipped into a red, angry v, pouting, and stomping over to his place on the court. with the grace of a mother reprimanding a fussy child, you pinch his ear, and yank him down to your height- much to his chagrin, and the amusement of his peers.

“you were supposed to be home two hours ago! two hours!”

your hand drops to his arm and tugs hard.

“get your shit kageyama! we’re going home.” 

there's a look of incredulity, his lip twitching as he refrains from pulling it back into a sneer when you're still looking at him. he huffs, and stomps off into the direction of the locker room, turning his back to the jibes thrown his way.

you return the sentiment, zipping up your jacket and looking back towards the way you came.

"kageyama, i'll be waiting in the car!" 

…

it's hard to navigate when it's so late out. you're a blink away from falling asleep behind the wheel, and tobio's still peeved. luckily, his squabbling does a good job of keeping you awake.

"and you couldn't call?" 

"i did call you! multiple times! i blew your phone up because i was worried sick! but if i had half a damn mind i would've known you were still out practicing." you make a sharp left turn, and you're both rocking in your seats.

you ease your foot onto the brakes at a red light, and quickly glance over kageyama, his beady glare cutting through you, so effortlessly perfect in the moonlight.

"put your seatbelt on, tobio."

"oh, so you're my mom now?"

you pinch the bridge of your nose. 

"y'know tobio, i might as well be. i make you dinner, do the laundry, clean the house, yell at you occasionally- what's it matter if i give you a curfew too? wouldn't you like that? or maybe i should ground you." 

your hands grip the steering wheel tighter than necessary.

"no volleyball for a month." 

"you wouldn't."

"oh, im so tempted."

you look over at him again, and at the next red light, step on the brakes a bit more sharply. kageyama has to hold his hands out in front of him to avoid the accidental braining, and is smart enough to snap at you for doing it on purpose.

"put your damn seatbelt on tobio." he concedes, but really doesn’t wanna stop his whinging.

"why are you even up so late? you didn't have to wait up for me-"

"pfft, you think i wanted to?" he shoots you a look you'd like to return, but make the wiser choice of keeping your eyes on the road.

"i just- i just couldn’t, y’know?" the house feels too big when i’m by myself.

he sits up in his seat, intrigued. 

"no. i don't know."

for a passing moment, you feel sheepish, and you have to convince yourself that the sweat gathering in your palms is from gripping the steering wheel too tightly.

"it's kinda like," it’s hard to sleep when you’re not around.

you wave your hand in an attempt to describe a feeling you can't put words to, tobio’s impatient, and you’re blanking, bad.

 "uhhhhhh," i’m hopeless and in love, tobio.

and as you find a way to word this in a way that won't sound totally desperate, he leans in close, and you don't even realize until he's right against your ear.

"it's like what?" you jerk away from him, and almost veer off the side of the road in the process.

"on god you're an ass. we could’ve crashed!" you jab him in the shoulder but he barely flinches. there’s a brief silence as you get back onto the main road, and you’re fooling yourself enough that he’s gotten distracted when he starts to look out the window.

at the stars dotting the dark sky above the treeline.

did you think about him as much as he thought about you? he was sure he’d had countless nights before you’d moved in, where he’d lament over the dark empty space. but then, he discovered the sun.

“the sky’s so pretty tonight. don’t you think, kageyama-kun?” kageyama’s glance feels warm, even though his mouth can’t quite voice the emotion.

he tries, though. “oh. um, yeah. it is.” his voice softens, and his face looks deep, almost severe if you didn’t know how he looked when he was thinking. you turn back to face the road, but then kageyama speaks up, soft and gentle. 

“can i.. hold your hand?”

“i- yeah. it’s a straight road, so…” you hold out your left for him to take.

and when he wraps his hand around yours, there are fireworks going off in your stomach, an electric feeling that reaches your fingertips and warms the apples of your cheeks, the heat uncontrollable. 

then it’s that smile, out of the corner of your eye, in dim lighting. genuine, beautiful. 

“thank you.”

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[hemlockyy]

Miss You - Lyric Analysis

by me because im bored.

yet again because whats more fun than going over lyrics for the 2736843th time? Absolutely nothing! and if you thought of something, you're lying to youself

So, miss you was a song released in the 8th of December 2017.

Some backstory before.

ObViOusLy, the whole babygate thing, add a lil cherry on top with the Elk split up (23rd march 2015 - 2 weeks prior) and them getting back toguether in 2017 (17 Feb). All of this aswell as Danielle and Brenda in the middle of it.

K with all the smol context under us we can already look around and see that just by the title 'Miss You' people had speculated it was for Eleanor, and since Louis said :

I wrote this song about a time in my life when I was going out partying every night. In hindsight throughout that time I was pretty numb and just going through the motions. Deep down it was always in the back of my mind that what I really missed was the girl that I loved

which obviously links the song to two occurences:

Babygate: 'was going out partying every night' (since we know for a fact he literally went partying every week)

The split up from Elk

but the thing is right- lmao Danielle just danielled away. No mention whatsoever.

This, all of this, and JUsT that quote that Louis gave us already destroyed like- half the narrative of 'Really good friends w an oops baby' and (obviously) just tarnishes yet again the 'engagement' route they were going to take. BUT IT ALSO leaves Danielle behind as if she didn't even exist!!

Which by the way things look, she might not've anygays.

The music video was made in LA

which again (If I could I would literally kiss louis brain) links it to Babygate.

Now the lyrics

verse 1:

"Is it my imagination?

Is it something that I’m taking?

All the smiles that I’m faking

“Everything is great

Everything is fucking great”"

Obviously we can literally hear the sarcasm on the last two lines. 'All the fake smiles' reffering to all the pap pics he did while the lead up to the Holy Conception. Aswell that him reffering to the scene as 'imagination' or 'something that he's taking' could emphasize that its so bad, so unreal that he thinks its a joke and that he's either too drunk or thinking it.

Going out every weekend

Staring at the stars on the ceiling

Hollywood friends, gotta see them

Such a good time

I believe it this time

Again, him reffering to him being papped every week on a club with the first line, the 'stars on the' ceiling reffering to the lights in night clubs, 'Holywood Friends' reffering to Annas, and specially reffering to Snoop Dog and his launch party, which was when this picture happened:

pre chorus:

Tuesday night

Glazed over eyes

Just one more pint or five

Does it even matter anyway?

One of the fucking smartest lines in my opinion, him reffering to tuesday. Which is him reffering to the day the first article of him being out partying came out:

The next are him reffering to what always happened; drinking and feeling shit. 'does it even matter anyways' is his subcontious trying to tell him to give in and just do what they wanted him to do, saying that it doesn't even matter because either way the end will be shit (and bla bla bla, but again, its his subcontious. not him.)

chorus:

We’re dancing on tables

And I’m off my face

With all of my people

And it couldn’t get better they say

the first two lines are ofc reffering to the feeling of being drunk, 'dancing on tables' and 'of your face' are ohrases people use to refer to drunken states. The 'people' Louis is reffering to is his escorts; people paayed to carry out what is supposed to happen that night (bodyguards, pr managers, paps, in cases the girls aswell he appears papped with), and the line 'couldn't get better they say' has both the connotation of this being the LA dream, of always partying, knocking chicks up, drinking to your hearts desire- aswell as having the connotation of 'his people' telling him it will not get better, so don't try to oppose it. (which links back to the previous verse 'does it even matter anyway')

We’re singing 'til last call

And it’s all out of tune

Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong

And it hits me when the lights go on

Shit, maybe I miss you

'singing til last call' refers to how late he spent in the clubs and 'out of tune' suggest again the drunk state. 'Should be laughing but there's something wrong' is again, elluding to that LA dream partying state that should've been what he was feeling, since that's what the media said. The 'lights go on' is reffering to the paps, when they take pictures (and obviously the miss you is talking about eleanor because he'd much rather stunt with her than be here lmao ) And yes, the miss you is reffering to Harry.

There doesn't have to be a reason and obviously it could also be a stunt line in the song- but let me explain what I think: We can see Louis' state by the end of the paps shoots, how he slowly just becomes VERY tired towards the last few ones. And keep in mind he was also touring with 1D WHILE HE PARTIED. Which meant it was Show-Party-Show-Party with things thrown between it aswell. Giving close to little time to spend w Harry.

(Pretty sure that's not at all what happened, its just what I think- it was such a fucking busy thing, I'd not be surprised if they both were stressed and not having enough 1-1 time)

Verse 2:

Just like that and I’m sober

I’m asking myself, “Is it over?”

Maybe I was lying when I told you

“Everything is great

Everything is fucking great”

First line reffering to how in the morning, next day of partying, he was again sober- for the shows- and him asking 'is it over' refers to how he just wanted it to be over with, all the patying and paps.

The two last lines could signify him talking to someone about his life- I'd say that the 'you' here does not mean Harry- but someone else- them asking "How's your life going" and then him going "Great Great, yeah- fookin great ykwim"

something along the lines of that you get me.

And all of these thoughts and the feelings

Chase you down if you don’t need them

I’ve been checking my phone all evening

Such a good time

I believe it this time

the first and second lines here are again, Louis talking about his subcontious; that 'this will turn on us' reffering to him and Harry. About a (probable) fear that this will make a strain in their relationship and stuff.

(a/n: kind of like how a lot of shippers unlarried while babygate was happening because 'louis couldn't cheat' or how a lot of shippers say they broke up during that time because 'Harry couldn't take the stress' and stuff)

Im not saying they broke up not that he cheated. What I'm saying is that there was a fear that this would make them break up- he says 'chase you down' which has the animalification of the wolves chasing down the pray to kill them etc.

Bridge:

Now I’m asking my friends how to say “I’m sorry”

They say “Lad, give it time, there’s no need to worry”

And we can’t even be on the phone now

And I can’t even be with you alone now

the first line links to what I said about Louis' subconcious; this would be that constant need to say 'I am sorry' for something that isn't his fault or something that he can't control, and then the second line goes on to say that he doesn't have to worry because, again, its not his fault and Harry undertands that.

Now the 'We can't even be on the phone now, I can't even be with you alone now' refers to their public appearance, on how other than that Paris interview there are no other interviews with just them two, on how we didn't get a Larry hour on 1Dday... It refers to them literally being unable to say anything to each other because of management.

Oh, how shit changes

We were in love, now we’re strangers

I WANT TO ALIENATE THESE TWO LINES BECAUSE OF HOW FUCKING LOUT IT IS.

this one links ti the last two of the previous, again on their public image (His and Harry's) about how they were once in love (fetus) but now they're strangers (the mortal enemies narrative)

When I feel it coming up, I just throw it all away

Get another two shots 'cause it doesn’t matter anyway

And to top off these last two lines of the bridge is him linking all of this back to the start of the song: 'is it my imagination, is it something that I'm taking' with 'when I feel it coming up, I just throw it all away'; when the thoughts that this is all fake and once he wakes up or stop imagining its all going to be better (aswell as with the connotation of over partying and vomiting) but at the same time him making himself stop those thoughts because he knows this is reality. And then round back again with the repetition of 'doesn't matter anyways' with it feeling like a dead end to him.

#Spotify #I swear I could do a full on essay on this song #Larry Stylinson #Louis Tomlinson #Miss You #Louis #One of my favourite songs tbfh #of forgot to add that by louis not singing this song #is basically him saying that he is not hopeless and that he knows what he is doing #also #makes you wonder why the label didn't give the song proper advertising right #along with other stuff #I just wanna kiss Louis' brain #Louis songs #Song Analysis

[survivorredemptionislands]

Ep 4 Confessionals Pt 1 | "Time to Get Friendly" - Jabari

so. i did not want to be on a team w jinx before merge bc i worry about us being targets. i didnt want to be on a team w jabari At All bc i figured she will target me. the only good thing about this swap is i have zoe and mj still but. im dead inside

i was fine again for like 5 minutes but now my dms are full and i am going to combust pls send help except dont bc i dont want to TALK TO ANYBODY

God damn the last 24 hours have been wild so here I am finally ready to write about it. The 5th Season Team: Okay I absolutely ADORE this twist. 16 people felt like a really small cast so I'm glad we get to play with even more people! It makes it feel like a new game almost, like we're starting over. I'm not sure how much past teams will impact things, especially since we have so many of the ghost team on our new team. At least they're all awesome! The Swap: Loving it. Love everyone. But not Isaiah- where even are they?? Like please at least say hi, it's been over 12 hours since the swap? Can we trade Timmy back into the game. Maybe Isaiah will show up and be super active, but I doubt that based off of what was said at pirate council last night. I really love getting to talk with everyone else though, I hope we can all work together and be a pretty decided group!

Swap thots. On the surface, this looks not great. A solo ghoster with everyone else together? No bueno. BUT... I don't think it's as bad as it looks, really. This is an opportunity for me to forge connections that other ghosters won't have. It's also an opportunity for me to offer that bridge to other players in the game if they'll work with me. And, without even having gone down that road yet, I don't seem to be hurting for people who want to work with me on the surface (though, granted, it's easy to see what you want to see in these.) I think Matt and Shane would work with me fairly easily. I think Asya and MJ could work with me. I think Zoe would work with me if the situation arose. I think I need to put some work into Jabari and Adam to get a better read. And losing Jinx sucked... I hope she's doing okay with whatever in life's got her struggling to juggle it all. This challenge is... well, challenging. Coming in as a fresh face, I'm not looking to give people a reason to look at me sideways. And that means continuing the 'lay low' vibes I've been working with, which means letting someone else take reins on this video. But... nobody is taking them. And now we've spent a whole day not working on it, and most of us work tomorrow. So we're likely going to run out of time and not do well, but y'know what? We're probably going to deserve it. Besides, I wouldn't hate going to Council. I think I've done enough to show myself to be helpful, friendly and willing to chip in wherever needed. If they're gunning for me specifically to weaken Ghost Team, there's not much I can do about that and I'd rather they take me out sooner than later so I'm not giving my all to a team that doesn't want me. On the other hand, if I'm reading this right and I am in a few people's plans... then this is a great opportunity to build those bonds before a merge. Anyway, for now I've added to the soundtrack and I've provided input where asked. Piracy is kind of my domain — I've been obsessed with them since the Monkey Island games came out when I was a kid — so I've got ideas. Once we lock in a concept for the video and/or the graphics I'll absolutely be chiming in with more ideas. But I'm going to be the person passing the ball back, not the one making the first throw.

Well these results were the most depressing I have ever seen. I guess the other judges didn't get it but honestly I think I spent all my time doing it by myself without MJ lending a hand on it. For the most part I think I should be in good hands since I was the only one in the Album cover. As for what others might think thats up to discussion now, time to get friendly

I had not a single clue what was happening this challenge

We won the creative challenge Exclamation point ! No pirate council for me ! Insert more exclamation points . I also offered a final two deal to Linden. Linden is such an icon such good vibes and energy Also I wanna slap someone with the random fish we got because that sounds fun . But I shall wait . That’s it that’s my confessional . No strikes for me :) Xoxo Jessie

#MutinyOnTheSeaOfRedemption #confessionals

[orange-waterfalls]

It's Not A Joke

Captain Magnum x gender neutral!reader

@sierracolorstheworldofwords ty for the request!

A/N: The ending was a bit rushed because I wanted to get it done before I went to sleep and it is almost midnight,,, so,,, uh Rated T for swearing. Magnum being an oblivious FUCK and reader getting tired of his bullshit. Fluff. Slight angst at some points. This one's a bit short, sorry. Enjoy!

Word Count: 1.9k

--

You stare at Captain Magnum and sigh. He was so wonderful… he was fun, handsome, not to mention tall…

It's really no surprise you have a crush on him.

Every single person on the crew knows of your little crush, and you know that they know. It was obvious! You'd always stutter around him, you blushed whenever he complimented you, and you did everything he asked of you immediately and without question. Everyone knows.

Except, of course, the captain himself.

Everyone was surprised he didn't know, including you. You thought you were being pretty open about it. Granted, you hadn't actually told him yet, but he probably should've figured it out by now. For a pirate captain, he was pretty dumb.

"Really? Again?" Magnum's previous first mate asks. You'd started talking to him after you were made first mate, and you two got along. You both could complain about the captain to each other. You also learned his name was First Mate John. Well… just John now. You'd have to help him come up with a pirate name soon. You were a pretty shy person, but you were less so around John. You felt like you could be comfortable around him.

"Yes, again. What else am I supposed to do?" You scoff.

"I dunno... tell 'im?"

"If he hasn't figured it out by now, I'm not sure I want to," you both laugh.

"Fair enough," he smirks, 'but are ye at least gonna drop some hints or somethin'?" You slowly turn your head towards him.

"What do you think I've been doing the last 3 months?" You joke. He snorts and pats your shoulder.

"Best o' luck t' ye, kid," he chuckles. You give him a small wave goodbye and go back to looking at Magnum. He stands up from his spot on the stair leading to the wheel and starts walking over to you. You go into a mini panic as your heart speeds up and you go back to mopping the floor.

"First Mate Y/N!" He booms. You flinch at the volume.

"H-Hi captain," you stutter, avoiding his gaze, "W-What can I do for you?" He sets a strong hand on your shoulder and you buckle under the strength, your face heating up.

"I was wonderin' if ye would like t' be in charge o' th' next lootin'," he explains, "Ye've been here a while 'n I reckon ye could do it." Your eyes widen and you look up at him. That was apparently a bad idea because you were unable to form actual words after that.

"We, uh… I do.. I mean I'd… um…" you sputter out. He looks at you worriedly.

"Ye alright? Ye look unwell…" he reaches out and feels your forehead. You almost instantly pull away from him. He frowns.

"Ye're burnin' up, mate! Are ye sick?" He gently sets a hand on your head. You duck away, dropping your mop.

"I'm fine!" Your voice cracks, "I'm perfectly okay I just uh… I need to rest a bit is all! Yeah…" you speedwalk to the cabin you share with John and shut the door.

Magnum stands in the middle of the deck, feeling very confused.

"That was strange," he said to himself, "I wonder wha' th' problem be…"

--

About half an hour passed and you were sitting in your bed, your face in your hands. You went over the interaction several times in your head, feeling the same amount of embarrassment and shame each and every time. John walks into your shared room, looking smug.

"I reckon that went well, don't ye?" He teases.

"Shut up…" you groan.

"If he didn' know ye liked 'im afore, he oughta know now."

"And if he doesn't, I'm throwing myself overboard." John laughs and sits on your bed. You peek at him through your fingers.

"Kid, I mean no offense towards th' cap'n, but he's a moron. At least when it comes t' feelin's," you snort in agreement. "Ye needs t' tell 'im directly if ye wants 'im t' know." You remove your hands from your face and sigh.

"Ok… I'll tell him…" you pause. "Later…" John smiles at you.

"There we go," he consoles. He thinks for a moment, wondering what could take your mind off things, before speaking again. "So, the other day, what were you saying about a heist?"

--

That night, you walk out of your cabin, your knees shaking. John had given you another pep talk, along with a couple other crewmates. You felt a little better, but it didn't really help with your anxiety. Your heart is beating so fast you were afraid it would stop. Your palms are oh so very sweaty, and your legs have gone numb at this point. You barely feel them carrying you over to the captain, who was at the wheel. You stand next to him for five minutes, waiting for him to notice you're there. Eventually, he does.

"Ah! First Mate!" He bellowd. You flinch. "Wha' can I do fer ye?" You take a deep breath in.

"I have something to tell you, captain," you say shakily. Neither of you say anything for a while, and you wonder if he heard you.

"Well? Go on then!" He instructs.

"R-Right… ok… um…" you stammer. You keep playing with a button on your shirt, trying to think of what to say. You can feel his eyes on you and it made you even more nervous. Why did you let them talk you into this? You weren't ready! You couldn't do this. You… you…

You look to the side and see John watching you from behind the mast. He gives you a thumbs up. You respond with a smile and he leaves, decided to let you do this on your own. You take a deep breath and…

"I like you, captain," you blurt out. Magnum doesn't respond and you get scared.

"Be that all?" He laughed, "well, I like ye too!" You blink and look up at him. His face didn't seem to change very much. You're about to smile, but pause.

"Captain… I don't think you understand me…"

"O' course I do! I be yer cap'n, ye're part o' me crew, o' course we like each other!" You stare at him.

"That's not what I meant,"

"Oh? 'n wha' did ye mean?"

"I meant…" you pause, wondering if you should just give up. No. You made it this far. Finish it. you command yourself.

"I meant I love you." You say. He looks at you, eyebrows furrowed. "Like… I'm in love with you." You continue, hoping he gets it. He's quiet for a moment before laughing.

"That's real funny, Y/N!" He chortles. You stare at him before letting out a laugh.

"Yeah. Ok. Sure. Yeah, of course. That's fine. I don't even care! That's fucking fantastic!" You grumble. He stops laughing and looks at you.

"That's some language… are ye ok?" He asks. You start walking back to your cabin.

"Yeah, I'm ok! Of course I'm ok! Why wouldn't I be ok?!" You yell and slam your door. Magnum stands there, wondering what just happened.

John opens the door a couple minutes later and walks in.

"Ahoy bud… Ye alright?" He asks gently.

"I don't want to talk about it," you growl.

"Aw, bud…"

"It's not even the fact that he doesn't like me! It's the fact that he laughed! Why would he do that?" You lamented. John set a hand on your shoulder. He's about to say something to try and make you feel better, but he stops.

"Wait… he laughed?" John asks.

"Yeah… why?"

"Would you mind telling him again tomorrow?"

"What? Why the hell would I do that?"

"I want to test something. Please?" He begs. You look at him and sigh.

"Fine… this better be good…"

--

You and the rest of the crew sit and tell stories. Most of the stories are coming from Magnum, but you're not really listening. He notices this and tries to tell more interesting stories, or stories that he thinks you'll find interesting. You still refuse to even look at him, so he lets other people talk.

"Tell him. Right now," John whispers. You sigh and turn to look at Magnum. He leans forward a bit, wanting to hear what you have to say.

"I love you, captain," you say confidently. The whole crew looks at you, and then at Magnum.

"You made that joke last night, Y/N," he laughs.

"It wasn't a joke," you say. His smile falls. The crew decides that it would be a good time to leave, and that's exactly what they do.

"Wha'?"

"It wasn't a joke."

"Wha' do ye mean?"

"I mean I do love you, captain. I'm in love with you. I would like to be in a relationship with you…" your face heats up and you start sweating. God, why were you saying this? Maybe this was the only way he'd understand…

You look up at him and see a confused look on his face. Oh, fuck it… you think.

"I want a relationship with you. I want to hug you and kiss you and hold you close. I want to make you smile and I want to be your shoulder to cry on if you need me to. I want to whisper sweet nothings to you as we fall asleep. I want you to let me love you." You explain, heart racing. Both of you are silent for a minute. You squeeze your eyes shut, waiting for rejection.

"Oh…" he says, uncharacteristically soft. "I… love ye too…" you look at him. He's looking at you, a slight blush on his face.

"You… you do?" He nods a bit. "Then why in the name of Davy Jones did you think it was a joke?!" You shout.

"I didn' know ye'd like me back! I thought ye liked John!"

"What do you mean you thought I liked John?"

"I mean I thought ye liked John!"

"WHY WOULD YOU THINK I LIKED JOHN?!"

"I DUNNO, YE SEEM COMFORTABLE AROUND 'IM, I THOUGHT THAT MEANT YE LIKED 'IM!"

"Oh my God…" you rub the bridge of your nose. "Why did you think I'm always so nervous around you?"

"I thought... y'know... ye found me intimidatin'..."

"Of course I find you intimidating that doesn't mean I don't like you."

"Oh…" He rubs the back of his neck in embarrassment. "Uh... Sorry I was so ignorant t' yer... Affection…" you chuckle at the apology.

"Sorry I didn't tell you sooner," you both sat there, just looking at each other.

"So uh… should we… should we kiss?" He asks nervously.

"Only if you want to. We don't ha-" you're cut off by his lips settling onto yours. You put your hands on his shoulders to keep you upright. He puts his hands on your neck, tilting your head to where he's comfortable.

"Awww!" Multiple voices say from behind you.

"Get a room!" John calls out. You pull away and bury your head in Magnum's shoulder, your face burning.

"Oi! If ye all aren't swabbin' th' deck in th' next five seconds, ye're walkin' th' plank!" He commands. The crew all scramble to get to work. You sigh and pull back to look at him.

"I'm… gonna go help them…" you murmur with a blush. He sighs.

"Ah, okay... We'll... Continue later," he states. You smile and walk away, grabbing your mop. As you mop, you glance at Magnum, seeing him watch you with a lovesick grin on his face. John, also holding a mop, slides up next to you.

"So, when's th' weddin'?"

"Shut up, you fuck!"

the ending is so obviously rushed I'm sorry lol

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Bible Study (E.D.)

THIS IS SO SMUTTY PLEASE BE AWARE OF THAT ALSO IM SORRY IF ITS NOT THAT GOOD OR THERE ARE SOME ERRORS IM NOT WELL VERSED IN CHURCH RELATED THINGS SO PLEASE FORGIVE ME ILY ❤️

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ETHAN’S POV

My parents last ditch effort at making me a normal respectable teen was bible study. It’s a well known fact that my parents were bible thumpers and it irritated them to no end that my life goal was to be the exact opposite. My twin brother Grayson and I were both against our parents strict rules but Grayson obeyed most of them just to shut them up. I however, relished in making people squirm and pissing off my parents was my favorite hobby. I only agreed to bible study because it was either that or get a job, and an after school shift at the diner would really cramp my style.

I flicked my cigarette into the parking lot and crushed it with my boot before making my way to the door of the church. Once inside the building I followed the posted signs that directed me to the bible study room in the basement. Folding chairs were arranged in a circle and a few other teens were already there when I walked through the door. Heads turned and voices quieted as they all noticed me. I had quite the reputation at school so the people here already knew who I was and what I’d done and they seemed afraid of me. Good. That’s the way I liked it.

I found a seat and the rest of the group did the same. It was still quiet and I was not enjoying being gawked at, so when the door swung open and everyone’s attention shifted I was grateful. Until I saw her. The girl who entered the room was none other than Y/n Y/l/n, the local pastor’s daughter. I’d seen her around school before but only in small glimpses as she was usually hurrying away from wherever I was. Now, I could see her fully and up close. She made her way to a long table against the back wall of the room to set up some pamphlets.

She had a skirt on that was just a touch too short to be as modest as I’m sure her father would have preferred, her blouse was tight and I could see the buttons straining just a bit and she had a cardigan over top to keep the attention off her amazing tits. She could do whatever she wanted to hide them but I could tell what was underneath. She had wedge heels on that made her legs look amazing and I made a mental note that she was clearly not a girl who enjoyed wearing stockings. Her hair was thrown up into a messy bun on the top of her head and strands poked out all over the place, framing her face. Her glasses were thick rimmed and sliding down the bridge of her nose and she had to push them up with a delicate finger. A gold cross necklace hung around her neck and she fiddled with it often. Her lips were soft and pillowy and pink, and when she sucked the lower one into her mouth while trying to concentrate on her pamphlet set up, I almost came in my jeans. Fuck, my pants were so tight and all I wanted was to throw her over my shoulder and carry her out of here. I swore to myself that I’d go to this meeting and then never return but if she was gonna be here, I might have to stick around.

READER’S POV

Ethan Dolan was sitting in my class. He was sitting in my fucking bible study class. Why on earth do strange things always happen to ME?! How was I supposed to concentrate? Ethan Dolan was sex on legs and I don’t know if you know this but, as the pastor’s daughter I’m expected to steer clear of boys like that. But god he makes it so hard to do that. I continued setting up the back table and took a deep breath before turning to face the group.

Ethan had a smirk plastered to his gorgeous face like he had x-ray vision or something and could see through my clothes. My eyes scanned the group for an open chair but there wasn’t one as no one had prepared for another person to join us. “You can sit right here if you’re looking for a seat babydoll.” Ethan’s gruff voice rumbled from across the circle. I turned my gaze on him and watched as he ran his big hands up and down his thighs, grinning like the cheshire cat. “N-no thank you Ethan! But that does bring me to this weeks t-topic! Okay!” I managed to stammer while setting up a chair for myself. “This week’s topic is abstinence, chastity, and virginity. Now it’s okay if you’ve already lost your virginity. Yes, it’s a sin but if you ask for God’s forgiveness and vow to never do it again until you’re married, you will be pure again.” I recited from my father’s usual speech from mass. “Don’t really think I can un-ring that bell if you know what I mean.” Ethan’s voice sounded from across the circle. My breath caught in my chest and I swallowed down my nervousness. “Ethan, you can still be pure if that’s something that interests you.” I said. I decided to be a little daring and ask him a question. “Why don’t you tell us what's stopping you from having your virginity reclaimed by God?” I crossed my legs and waited for his response.

ETHANS POV

That little vixen. She really was egging me on! I was shocked she had the nerve to ask me what she did. But I wasn’t about to lose this little game we started playing, trying to push each other over the edge. “Uh, hard to say, exactly. Sex has always felt, I don't know, good, you know? I mean, really, really good. So what's the big deal, right? I mean what’s not to love about sex? There's the touching and the feeling all of each other, my hands everywhere, tracing every inch of her body, the two of us moving together, pressing and pulling...grinding. Then you hit that sweet spot, and everything just builds and builds and builds until it all just...explodes.” I said, clearing my throat. The girls in the group looked starstruck and the boys looked jealous. I noticed Y/n’s breathing had sped up and she was crushing the pamphlet in her hand. She quickly uncrossed and crossed her legs and I could tell I had gotten to her because when she uncrossed her legs, I could see up her skirt and a wet patch was just barely visible on her baby pink panties. I was fucking rock hard in my jeans and I wanted her more than anything. Everyone else in the room faded away when I locked eyes with her. God I’d give anything to fuck her right in this room in front of everyone.

READERS POV

Ethan’s little speech had quite the effect on me. I was extremely warm and dizzy. If sex was really as good as the way he described it, how could it be a sin?! Whatever. It wasn’t my job to question the Lord and his rules, so I brushed him off as well as I could and continued with the class.

After about an hour I dismissed the group and everyone made their way out of the basement, Ethan included. When my group ended it was usually around 7 pm and I was the only one left in the building so locking up was my job. I felt like I should say a prayer and confess my sinful thoughts before leaving so I made my way upstairs to the chapel. The lights were dim so I didn’t see the Ethan sitting in the back pew and I went to kneel in front of the altar. “Dear God, please forgive me for my impure thoughts and please protect me from the temptation that is Ethan Dolan. Amen.” I whispered. “Oh so I’m a temptation now?” a deep voice rumbled from behind me. I attempted to turn around quickly but just ended up further embarrassing myself by falling on my ass. My face was burning with guilt and I couldn’t bring myself to look up at him, and I feared that if I did look at him, I’d do whatever he asked.

ETHANS POV

I couldn’t help but grin as she stared down at my boots. I knew she wanted me now and she knew that she’d made a mistake letting her true desires slip. I reached out a hand and brushed her cheek and lifted her face. “Look at me Y/n. Come on baby. Look at me. Look at Daddy.” I said, catching her attention. Her eyes met mine and I swear to God my knees buckled. I ran my thumb over her lower lip and tugged on it just a little. She locked eyes with me as she sucked my thumb into her mouth. She looked so innocent and the thought of being the one to fuck her brains out was so so exciting. Was it wrong to tempt her and reel her in this way? Maybe. Did I care? No.

“Oh sweetheart, you look so beautiful. But you’d look so much better with my dick in your mouth don’t ya think?”

READERS POV

I must have died and gone to heaven. That could be the only explanation for this situation. Ethan Dolan wanted me and all reasonable thought had floated out of my brain. He wanted me to suck him off and that’s exactly what I was going to do.

My hands scrambled to pull his belt free and unbutton his jeans and he reached down to grab my wrists. “Baby slow down. We’ve got all night. I promise.” Ethan chuckled above me. “I-i I’ve n-never done this before.” I whispered, looking at him. His big hand cradled my chin before he spoke, “Oh baby, I know. But I’m gonna teach you.” He unbuckled his belt and pulled it free from the loops of his jeans. He then unbuttoned them, pushing them to pool around his ankles. He then grabbed my hand, pressing it to the front of him. I could feel his member pulsing beneath his black calvin klein boxers and it excited me. I gently pulled them down to join his jeans and his length sprang up, finally free from its confines. All I could do was stare. It was so big and intimidating but my mouth watered with anticipation.

“Open up beautiful.” Ethan gently urged and I did as I was told. He fed his cock into my mouth inch by inch and I moaned at the taste.

ETHANS POV

She was taking my cock like a champ and if I wasn’t so caught up in the pleasure, I would have been shocked. She started sucking on her own and bobbing her head back and forth, slowly but surely. “God damn sweetheart. Yeah just like that. You’re doing so good for me baby. So so good. Ugh fuck yes.” I moaned, my hand coming up to cup the back of her head. I managed to pry my eyes open to look down at her and the sight was beautiful. “Come on baby. Remember what I said? Look at Daddy.” I groaned. Y/n looked up at my through her this lashes and I could see tears welling up in her eyes. She looked so fucking pretty. “Okay take me in as far as you can...yup just like that baby, just like that…now try to swallow.” I instructed her. She did what I said and a litany of curses spilled from my lips as her throat constricted around me. I began sliding in and out of her mouth at a quick pace and she did her best to accommodate my speed. “Yes! Fuck yes! Good girl...oh god…” I cried. I was a panting mess and I couldn’t bring myself to give a shit. I withdrew myself from her mouth and she sucked in a large lungful of air, throatfuck spit gathered at the corners of her mouth. God she was so fucking sexy. “Get up baby. Come on.” I demanded. Once she stood, I pulled her body flush with mine, kissing her full on the mouth. My hand reached down slowly to lift her skirt and I ran a finger over her soaked panties. She hissed at the contact and I grinned against her lips.

READERS POV

He was touching me in my most intimate place and I was shocked that the sparks flying between us didn’t catch the whole church on fire. Oh. My. God. We’re in a church! My father’s church! What is wrong with me?! Ethan’s lips trailed down my neck, making me shiver. “Sweetheart I wanna fuck you over one of these church pews. Is that okay? Huh? Do you want that? Tell Daddy what you want.” His honey sweet voice whispered in my ear. I couldn’t lie, I did want him to fuck me. I didn’t even care that we were in a church anymore. I wanted him and he wanted me and I wasn’t about to stop this. I nodded before whispering back “Daddy, I want whatever you want.” He groaned and his hands that were resting on my hips, gripped my flesh tight before he grabbed his discarded belt and led me to a pew. Ethan spun me around so my back was facing him and he ran a hand down my spine signaling me to lean forward. He pulled the zipper down on the back of my skirt until it fell away. I heard the click of him opening his pocket knife and I shivered as the cold blade came in contact with my skin. In a swift motion he cut away my panties and I looked over my shoulder in shock. He grinned at me, shoving my torn panties in his jacket pocket. “A momento baby. They’re mine now.” He smirked and delivered a smack to my right ass cheek. I moaned and let my head fall forward. “Are you ready for me sweetheart?” He asked, just to be sure I wanted this. I bit my lip and shook my head yes. He slapped his dick against my clit a few times making me gasp and clench around nothing. “Please…” I moaned. “Well since ya asked so pretty…” He murmured before lining himself up and sliding in to the hilt.

I couldn’t help it, I just screamed. It felt so damn good having him inside me and the pent up need from the teasing all night completely masked the pain that should have occurred. Ethan stilled inside me, making what seemed like a choking sound. “I just...I uh...I’ve-fuck…I’ve never been with a girl this tight before. Jesus Christ. I uh, I just need a second.” He said through clenched teeth. I smirked to myself and wiggled my ass, giggling a bit after hearing him hiss.

ETHANS POV

Her pussy was like a fucking vice around me. I didn’t want to embarrass myself by cumming so soon so I had to take a second to collect myself. She was so warm and wet inside. She let it slip that she was on birth control during sharing time in group so I didn’t use a condom. This was the first time I’d ever been inside someone raw and it was amazing. I could feel everything, every ridge, every pulse.

After a few moments I began to pull out and Y/n whined. beneath me. I pulled out and pushed back in over and over at a slow but steady pace, all the while she moaned and whimpered below me. “Faster…” She cried. Her wish was my command so I planted my hands on her hips and began to slam in and out of her slick channel. My hips slapped against her ass and the sound echoed through the church like some kind of sick depraved hymn. “Oh my god! Yes Ethan yes! Please don’t stop!” Y/n moaned, slumped forward over the pew. Her hands gripped the bench seat and her knuckles turned white from how tight she was holding on. I had been fucking her so hard, her hair had fallen out of her bun and was now waving around her face. My left hand gathered her hair into a makeshift ponytail and yanked her head back while my right hand slithered between her legs to rub her clit. She tightened around me and I gasped at the feeling.

READERS POV

Between the stinging of my scalp where Ethan was yanking my hair, and the immense pleasure of him rubbing my clit while thrusting into me, had me in a fog of bliss. He used my hair to pull me backwards so his chest was against my back and his teeth sank into my shoulder. I cried out and I could feel the coil of heat in my belly tightening. “You’re doing so well sweetheart. You’re so perfect for me. Ughhhh yes. I’m close. Cum for me baby. Cum for Daddy.” He growled in my ear. After hearing his words I exploded around him, juices flowing down my thighs and all over him. My legs felt so weak but I was determined to stay upright until he came. “Oh fuck! You’re squeezing me so tight! I’m gonna cum! Can I come inside you baby? Please?” Ethan begged. He sounded so sweet I just couldn’t say no. I nodded yes and moments later I felt the hot splash of his seed inside me. It felt so good to share something like this with someone. The warmth spread all over my body and as he jerked inside of my with the aftershocks, he hit my g-spot, triggering another orgasm for me. Tears spilled down my face at the overwhelming pleasure and I felt him wipe them away. Ethan pulled out of me slowly and laid down on the seat of the pew, pulling me on top of him. I laid there in comfortable silence as he stroked my hair. “You did so good for me baby. I’m so proud of you. You feelin okay?” He asked. “Yes I’m good. I’m more than good. That was…amazing.” I sighed. “I think we should keep doing this Y/n. I’ve never been with someone that makes me feel the way you do. The chemistry between us is insane don’t you think?” He asked in a serious tone. “It is. I’ve never been so open and willing to bear myself to anyone else. I’d love to keep seeing you Ethan.” I murmured into his chest. “Come on baby. Let’s get outta here.” Ethan said sitting up. “Wait! I have to go erase the tape in the security office before anyone sees us fucking in the chapel! Oh my god I forgot about the cameras!” I shrieked. Ethan’s laugh reverberated through the room before he spoke, saying “Don’t erase it. I’ll take it with me. I’m gonna be replaying this night in my head over and over again for a while anyway. I’d like to have video evidence that this isn’t a dream.”

THE END

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Born to Love you: Spell bound (1/?)

Leo & Alicia, what really happened....

This is from the CGW(Cordonians gone wild)universe. A collaborative effort by @ao719 @speedyoperarascalparty @cocomaxley @riseandshinelittleblossom and myself.

If you have not yet read the original when Leo met Alicia, you should do so. References will be made from that, and events will coincide with it. You can do so HERE

Santorini

Leo opened his eyes and looked around the unfamiliar room. The sound of ringing coming from across the room. He jumped up digging through his pants. “Hello? Liam is that you?”

“Yes its me, where the hell are you?”

“I'm not really sure at the moment?” He held the phone between his face and shoulder,  tugging his jeans on.

“What do you mean you don't know where you are? I thought you were in Santorini.” Liam sighed, Leo could picture him pinching the bridge of his nose, which made him chuckle at the thought.  “I am, I just don't know exactly where or who's house i'm at, right now.”

“Jesus Leo. Look, i'll be there April 9th to come get you. That gives you a month to get your shit on order.” Leo looked at the phone confused. “for what? Ooooh, the wedding,  right. How long you need me for again?”

“yes the wedding. Your the best man Leo. Look if you don't want to do it, I can always ask-”

“NO! I told you, I want to do it Liam. I'll be ready.” Leo heard shuffling outside the door. “Hey, I gotta go Li, I'll talk to you later. And i'll be ready for the wedding, don't worry.” Leo hung up the phone, he slipped his shoes on and pulled his shirt over his head.

“oooo a wedding, I love weddings. I could be your date.” The woman spoke as she walked in the room. “yeah, you're not going.” Leo snorted as he grabbed his leather jacket. “Where are you going?” she asked. “This had been great and all monica, but it's time for me to move on.”

“But my names Beth.”

“Monica, beth, susan… all the same.” He shrugged and walked out of the room, Beth following him out. “But I thought we had something special, that maybe we would end up together.” Leo spun around, one hand on the door knob “Look. Beth. Its Beth right? I don't do relationships. Never have never will.”

“But what if the right girl came along, what if i'm her and you just walked out on true love.” she pouted.

“I have been around, trust me if she's out there, I haven't met her yet.”  He opened the door and left.

Bronx, New York

“Hey Nitah, How's the wedding planning coming along?” Alicia walked down the dimly lit street, she had just closed up the bakery for the night and was headed home with dinner and desert for Mark.

“It’s going! It’s so hectic! I can’t wait for you to get here!”

"I know, I can't wait either. I need a vacation, like stat! Seriously like now would be great."

“I need a vacation too, from all of this planning. Do you have any idea what goes into a royal wedding?” Anitah dropped her voice to a whisper, “some of this shit is so ridiculous.”

"No, but I will find out whenever I get there." She giggled.

“Speaking of when you get here, I’m going to be coming to get you on the 7th.”

"The 7th? The wedding isn't until June, so i'll be staying for 2 months?"

“Please! I need you here,” Anitah whined.

"Um Fuck YES! Absolutely! I will be there. I will need to take care of some stuff for the bakery but, it's not a problem. Oooh I can't wait." Alicia couldnt help but grin.

“I’m so excited!” Anitah squealed. “I already told Liam you were coming. He’s very thankful,” she laughed. “Um...are you bringing the dick head with you?”

"I will have to ask,  you know he doesn't want me to go without him. But, I could use a vacation from him too.”

“Well I purposely sent your invite without a plus 1 option,” Anitah snorted.

"You're such a dick. Hey, I just got to Marks apartment, im gonna get off here. But Anitah, Thank you. Love you. "

“Love you too!”

Alicia ended the call, pulling out her key to marks apartment she walked inside and flicked on the lights. “What the fuck?” she screamed dropping the bags on the floor.

“Alicia, shit. This isn't what it looks like.” mark put a throw pillow over himself.

“Then what the fuck is it Mark? Because it looks alot like you fucking someone else. And fucking Tessa? Seriously dude, you're supposed to upgrade,  not fuck clown school rejects.”

“Hey! You can't talk to me like that.” Tessa yelled.

“Shut the fuck up Tessa before I punch the dicks off your brows.”

“Alicia. I'm sorry I don't know how this happened. I thought you weren't getting off until 10.”

“Yeah well got off early. I brought you dinner.” she opened the container of ziti and tossed it all over tessa.

“What the fuck Alicia. You're crazy.” Mark screamed.

“Oh you haven't seen crazy. Here enjoy desert.” She smashed the whole cake in his face. She cocked her arm back and extended it. Fist connecting with his face.

“Fuck, I think you broke my nose.” Mark held his face.

“oh. And you have a little dick. Enjoy it tessa. Were through.” She slammed the door and took off for home.

Cordonia....

Liam walked in from the veranda as Anitah ended her call. “So Leos in.”

“Alicia too.” Liam sat down giving her a kiss.

“you think they'll get along?” Anitah asked as she leaned into him. “well, Leo's a sexed crazed playboy, who cant stay put in one place for long.  Is Alicia anything like that?” Liam chuckled.

“Definitely not. She's been with her current thing for about 2 years now.” Anitah putting extra emphasis on the word thing. Liam chuckled. “it'll be fine love, don't worry.”

One month later…

“Seriously Alicia, you've been sleeping for days, let's get a move on.” Anitah sighed sitting on the bed. “i'm done in the shower, just let me grab my bra and shit.” Alicia yelled as she ran out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Anita's phone rang, facetime from Liam.

“Hey you. I thought you had meetings today?”

“we wrapped it up early. Im at Leo's hotel room, or dump, which every you want to call it.” Liam scrunched his face. “Haha.” Leo shouted from the background.  

“So what I was calling you for, was to let you know I'm coming home today. Well, that is if Leo ever gets his shit together.”

“Really? Yay! I'm so excited. Don't get me started about not being ready.  Were supposed to go shopping if ALICIA STOPS RUNNING AROUND IN A TOWEL.” she turned behind her yelling. “im working on it, shit.” Alicia called out.

“Who's running around in a towel?” Leo rushed to Liams side.

“Anita's friend is getting ready, they are going shopping. Will you get away.” Liam slapped Leos hands “Just, let me see,  I want to say Hi.”

Leo wrestled with Liam trying to get the phone,  he put him in a headlock, grabbing the phone and running to the other side of the room. “Heeey, there's my favorite soon to be sister.” Leo said out of breath.

“Ah hey Leo, um is everything ok? Where's Liam?”

“Oh yeah everything's great. Liam's um, over there. So your friend-” Liam darted across the room tackling Leo to the ground.  

“Liam!” Anitah shouted

“I'm trying here.” He called out as they scrambled for the phone.

“What the fuck is going on?” Alicia pulled a pair of jeans on looking at Anitah.

“oh, Liam and his brother are fighting over the phone. That's all.”

Liam grabs the phone.  “Sorry, i'm pretty much dealing with a horny teenager.” Liam chuckled as Leo snatches the phone. “So as I was saying before.” Alicia stood next to Anitah. They couldn't see her face, just her front half.

“Ooh they sound like fun,  Hi Liam's brother.”

Leo stood there stunned

“Shirt. Shirt!” Anitah hollered.

“Oh fuck.” Alicia ran off grabbing her shirt, pulling it on.

Finally Liam tackled Leo to the ground, knocking the phone out of his hand and through the open window.

“You broke my phone Leo.” Liam snapped.

“No, you broke your phone when you tackled me. That's on you.” liam rolled his eyes.

“So, you've seen this friend? What's she look like, she had nice tits.” Leo smirked as he continued putting clothes in the suitcase.

Liam pinched the bridge of his nose. “For fucks sakes Leo, NO. You're forbidden.”

Bastien entered the room, sir Anitah is on the phone. Liam gave Leo a pointed look, leo stood there and smirked. “Hello?”

********

A couple hours later Leo kicked his feet up on the coffee table in Liam and Anita's quarters. “So, what's on the agenda for the lead up to the engagement? Since you guys aren't doing a tour that is?”

“well a few dinners, balls, galas, charity events.  A garden party or two.” Liam folded his hands on his lap, an amused grin in his face as he watched his brothers face fall. “ugh Liam, this is the shit I ran away from, can we do something fun?” Leo groaned.

“Well, Anitah is planning a bachelorette party, we may be able to fit a few trips in before the wedding.”

“Alright, now we're talking.” Leo perked up rubbing his hands together. Bastien entered the room “Sir, we got a call. Anitah is at the bar, the guard assigned to ger can't get her to leave.” Leo snorted,  Liam gave him a pointed look.

They walked into the bar immediately finding Anitah. Leo noticing the woman sitting with her.  It was like time slowed, he felt immediately drawn to her. “Who's that sitting with Anitah?”

“Thats Alicia her bestfriend…” thats all Leo heard, he blocked Liam out almost instantly as they walked over to where the women were.

Alicia turned, her eyes locking with the brightest set of blues she had ever seen. She mumbled some stupidity she instantly regretted. God, He was sexy. His lips, his eyes, that cocky grin that sent a tingle through her body. There was something about him, a feeling she couldn't shake. Nothing bad, all good.

Leos breath caught in his throat,  she was beautiful from a distance but up close, she was breathtaking. The way her long brown hair flowed over her shoulder, those deep chocolate eyes that he could see himself getting lost in. Her full lips and that Gorgeous smile that met her eyes. She said he was hot, god he wanted to tell her she was hot to but the sight of her rendered her momentarily speechless,  a feat no woman had ever accomplished.

He took her hand placing a soft kiss on it. Both of them feeling a jolt pass through them as their eyes locked.

“I'm Leo.”

“I'm Alicia. Nice to meet you, Leo.” ........

I was a wild child between lost and found. Then you spoke my name, it was a sweet sound. - Lanco

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[lee-minhc]

//Hwang Hyunjin Mafia au\\

gif not mine,credit to owner

⚠WARNINGS⚠

this imagine has mentions of abuse,and violence.please dont read this if you are sensitive to these topics.

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no this can't be happening again. he promised. he said he would stop. he said he needed me by his side. but he keeps hurting me. he will never stop. i've come to realize this. it's just who he is. he likes hurting people. he says he hates it,but he seems almost euphoric,after beating me to a pulp. the look in his eyes. the look of what seems to be hunger that can't be satisfied till he inflicts pain. the way he clenches his fists,ready to pummel me once i'm close enough.

the sound of his sadistic laughter,filling the room as i beg for my life. the way his eyes almost glow with enjoyment,even as they are darkened with rage. the taunting tone of his voice as he asks why i'm limping the next day. it never stops. he will always find a way to break me down. to make me want to die. to make me feel like i'm nothing.

limping through the house, minhyuck stops me in the middle of the hallway. i flinch at his voice,but force a soft smile as i turn to him. "yes?"i ask.

"take this bag,go to this address. make the deal. come home."he says sharply. he throws the bag at me,and shoves the small post-it into my hand. i quickly nod my head.

"of course. i'll be back soon"i say,keeping the smile on my face. i turn as he walks away,and limp out to the car.

i roll down all the windows as i drive off,enjoying the breeze blowing in my face,flowing through my hair. i rest my forearm on the window seal,spreading my fingers apart,feeling the strong wind weaving through my fingers as i speed down the highway. i breath out a sigh as i shut off the engine.

i haul the bag of money over my shoulder,whimpering in pain as the straps press into my bruises. i push open the door,grunting under the weight of the bag.

i look up and see 9 men as the door shuts behind me. one man walks toward me and i start breathing heavily, but hide my panic as best i can.

"here is the money"I say as i toss the bag toward him. the man advances forward and i back away immediately. my back slams into the metal door and i cry out in pain. the man rushes toward me,and i sharply inhale,my breathing having quickened significantly.

"i'm not going to hurt you"the man says softly. i look up at him,tears flowing down my cheeks."you're jisoo?"he asks softly.

"yes. i am. why?"i ask in a small voice. the man tilts his head. i see confusion flash through his eyes,and then he glances back to the men behind him.

"i-it's just that. minhyuck is always gushing about how he has the most beautiful partner. the most beautiful girl to be his. but...but you are all bruised,and cut up"the man explains.

"i'm fine"i mutter as i look down. the man grabs the bag from at my feet and starts to walk away before turning back to me.

"jisoo"he calls out. i look up at him,and see pain in his eyes. "we can help"he says softly."y-you can?"i ask,my eyes shining with hope.

"help us get rid of him,and you will be free. you won't get hurt. you won't have to live in fear"he explains. i hesitantly nod my head,a small smile growing on my face. "come with us"he says. i look back to the men behind him,and see them all nod in agreement. i look back to the man in front of me and slowly reach for his held out hand. i pull back just as he goes to grasp my hand.

"no. he will kill us all. i-i have to go back now"i explain before running out the door. i jump into the car and speed back home,slamming the door shut,and racing to my room before minhyuck can find me.

a week and a half later,i find myself in the same situation,only in worse condition than last time.

i wheeze as i collapse onto the warehouse floor,the bag dropping next to me. "jisoo!"i hear the familiar voice call and rapid footsteps racing toward me. i scream in fear and push myself away.

"no!"i plead,my tears staining the concrete flooring. "jisoo. please. let us help!"the man says,his voice sounding weak,almost helpless. i look up to him,tears still falling down my cheeks.

"don't you understand? i can't leave! he will find me,and kill me"i say weakly."he won't stop till he kills me. he doesn't let things like that go!what do you think happened to haeyoon"i sob out. the boys all look to each other knowingly. one of the other boys steps forward,and slowly sinks to sit in front of me.

"jisoo. i know you are scared. you are absolutely terrified of minhyuck. but i promise. we can help you. we can get rid of him. you just have to let us help you"he says as he slowly reaches for my hands.

"hyunjin"the first man says,almost sounding like a warning. the boy in front of me looks me in the eyes,and i lose it. i hold him tightly as i cry into his chest. he wraps his arms around me and holds me till i calm down. once i stop crying,i look up at him.

"what do you say,jisoo. will you let us help you?"he asks softly. i look into his eyes, nod my head,wiping my cheeks free of the remaining tears.

i pull away from him and push myself to my feet,only for my legs to give out,and land against his chest."i-im sorry!i didnt mean to!"i stammer out as i push myself away from him.

hyunjin grabs my hands and pulls me back to him."dont be sorry,it isnt your fault.lets get woojin to clean you up,yeah?"he says softly.i shake my head.

"later,we have to leave.i was already supposed to be back by now.he could be here any minute"i say as i turn to the door.hyunjin and the other boys all rush out to their cars,and speed off.

about 30 minutes into the drive,i gasp and tell hyunjin to stop the car.the boys follow hyunjin,and pull into an outcropping of trees on the side of the road.

"someone give me a knife"i say as i look down at my thigh.a freckled boy holds out a knife to me and i grab it."which one of you is woojin?"i ask.he raises his hand.

"do you have medical supplies with you"i ask."of course"he says."get it ready.minhyuck put a tracker in my thigh.im going to cut it out"i say shakily.

"what!no!"hyunjin shouts as he goes to take the knife from me."i dont want him knowing where i am going.just let me do this.woojin has his supplies,i will be okay.ive endured worse"i say firmly as i back away from him.

hyunjin bites his botton lip and nods his head.i shakily breath out and i pull up the leg of my shorts.i see the faint blue blinking of the light and position the knife above it.

i cry out in pain as the knife punctures my skin,and quickly finish the job before letting woojin take over and stitch it up.

i stare down at the small bit of metal on the ground and pinch my eyes shut."lets go"i say as i look up.i go to take a step but hyunjin picks me up."im not letting you walk after cutting a chunk of your leg out."he says firmly as he walks back to his car.

we all drive off again,and when we stop next,we are in front of a mansion."he doesnt know where this is,right?"i ask in a small voice.

"he will never know.we never tell anyone we make deals with,where we are living"hyunjin says as he carries me into the mansion.

as he walks me down a hall,he notices how my eyes linger on the kitchen."do you want food?"he asks.i shake my head."no!im not hungry.im okay"i say immediately as i look away.

"jisoo.when was the last time you ate"hyunjin asks."like 6 days?i dont remember.but im okay!i promise"i ensure.

"too bad.you are eating.minhyuck kept you from eating didnt he"hyunjin says as he walks into tue kitchen.i look down,avoiding his eyes.

"how could he do that to you.i swear once i get my hands on him-"hyunjin spits,his words like venom as he glares at the pan."hyunjin.stop"i say from my seat across from him at the island.

"dont stoop to his level.you are better than that.you are better than him"i say softly.he sighs and shakes his head.

"i just cant believe he would do that to you,or to anyone.he is sick"hyunjin breaths out as he turns his focus back to the food in the pan.

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i laugh out as hyunjin throws me over his shoulder,running through the back yard.he sets me down and we drop to lay in the lush grass beneath our feet.

i stare up to the clouds with a genuine smile."hyunjin"i say as i roll onto my stamach, resting my chin on his shoulder.

he turns his gaze to me,showing me a soft smile."thank you for helping me"i whisper as i graze my fingertips over his cheek bones.my eyes trace over his features,and finally land back on his eyes.

his eyes soften,turning to a warm brown as his smile grows wider.the world around us stops.i trail my fingertips over the soft curve of the bridge of his nose.his pink lips.his plump cheeks.

hyunjin brings his hand up to my cheek,and i immediatly lean into his touch."what can i say,i'm you knight in shining armor"he says softly.i let out a soft chuckle and shut my eyes softly.

when i open my eyes again,hyunjin is staring at me,the look in his eyes soft,loving,something i never seem to get used to. i sit up,and place a hand on the grass,on his other side.

he smiles and leans up onto his elbows,leaning up.i rest my hand on his shoulder,as i close the gap between us,moving my lips softly against his.

i feel him smile into the kiss and pull away,resting my forehead against his,giggling softly as i stare into his honey eyes.i feel a sense of warmth and safety spread throughout my chest,engulfing my whole body as hyunjin kisses me again,this time pulling me onto his lap,and hugging me close.

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[lady-strange-i-dont-want-youu]

Thank you so much for the Platinum Blonde recs!! I listened to a little bit of both albums last night and I'm very impressed! My favorite song that I've heard so far is Crying Over You, that one is so good I had to listen to it a couple more times today. You're so right when you say music is made with creativity and drive, it seems like quite a few artists aren't 100% educated musically but they don't really need that - all they need is that drive! I wasn't expecting you to be so excited about the harmonica idk why 😂 I just smiled so much reading that. I'm not the best but I can play "mary jane's last dance" and "you don't know how it feels" (both tom petty songs) and I learned just a little bit of bob dylan's "like a rolling stone" and the beatles' "I should have known better" but that's about it lol. I can play harmonica just well enough that it doesn't sound like a dying cat y'know 😂 I DO have a ton of band merch actually. I have 4 posters - two of them are def leppard (one from 1988 and one from 1980), one is slash, and one is metallica. I also have two framed photographs now, one is stevie nicks and the other is tom petty. I have way too many band shirts to count - a few are guns n roses, alter bridge, bon jovi, dokken, pink floyd, two are def leppard, like 5 of them are the beatles, one is tom petty and the heartbreakers, I could go on but those are my very favorites. I also have a guns n roses lighter I lifted off my mom haha! It doesn't work anymore but I keep it because it looks cool. More recently I've gotten a pack of replicated signed photographs of the beatles that are scattered around my room and my little brother got me tom petty buttons from the wildflowers album for my birthday which was so sweet. I keep those on my dresser so I can see them everyday. I also actively collect cds and tapes. Most of the tapes I have come from my mom honestly 😂 and I've been buying myself cds for a few years now. And I know I keep mentioning him but my current goal is to collect every single tom petty cd there is - so far I have six of them and I'm pretty proud of that. Now a question for you: Have you gone to any concerts and are there any bands you'd really want to see live? -❄

Ouuuu! I'm glad you liked! Crying over you is A BANGER (definitely throw that song in the same playlist as Bon Jovi you gave love a bad name) And with the musical education it sometimes helps but I think (correct me if im wrong) music education is for those symphony orchestras, the drive is you practice practice practice and work hard for what your imagination comes up so it can be ✨reality✨ i went to my friends place since HE IS THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN PLAY DRUMS and me and him did a play through of the song im working on for my single AND MAN I WAS SO HAPPY like he's in a band himself and gives me tips but thankfully i wasnt performing because i sometimes would mess up or forget i had my fingers on G chord😂 but i find the harmonica super cool though and over time you'll be better than before! It literally amazes me like you're the first person i know now who plays harmonica! HOLY THATS ALOT OF MERCH i wanna get one led zepplin, ratt, europe and 2 def leppard posters but i'm just waiting till i move out that way i wont have to deal with taking them down because my tapestries are enough already😂😅 I sadly never went to a concert (i mean i guess that aint true i went to my friends bands gig and my ex is part of the band oops) but FAMOUS WISE i wish to see def leppard but im too poor to go to the states to see them😔 europe i want to go and see too.. mötley crüe would prob be wild😂 how about you? Did you see any of your fav bands concerts or who do you wish to see live?!