#suddenly i'm 19 again wow

[exhaslo]

Day 19- Miguel x Reader (Sex Pollen)

       

*Requested by several readers ;) *

Another day, another mission. You had joined Miguel and Jessica on an anomaly hunt in a new dimension. All sounded simple at first, Jessica was in charge of finding the Spiderman or woman of that world and attempting to recruit them; you were going to hunt the anomaly; and Miguel was going to survey the new world. That was the original plan, but once the three of you actually arrived at said world, everything changed.

        Staring at the vast jungle before you, you rubbed your eyes to make sure it was true. There were no buildings in sight. They had already recruited some odd animal Spiders, was this going to be another one. Miguel was getting a diagnosis done by Lyla. In the meantime, you and Jessica observed your surroundings.

"Wow, I don't think I'll be able to leaf this alone for a while," You hummed, poking a large leaf.

"I'll pretend you didn't make such a horrible pun." Jessica crossed her arms as she looked up at the fifty foot trees, "Yeah, I'm calling this one off. Let me know how it goes," With a wave, Jessica returned to the Spider Society.

"Shocking," Miguel hissed, "Humanity went extinct in this world. So let's grab our anomaly before he messes with nature."

"Coolio. I'm sure the wildlife will think of us as giant Spiders." You chuckled.

        Miguel did not find it amusing as he led the way. You complained to him, wanting Miguel to cheer up. The man was the pinnacle of stressed out. You could feel his tension whenever you entered a room with him. Hell, his muscles showed it too. Speaking of muscles, you were staring at his for far too long now. Looking away, you huffed as you now stared at his ass. How was there a Spiderman this fucking fine? You couldn't help but want the man! 

"There," Miguel pointed towards the anomaly.

        You stood behind Miguel, staring at a very confused Shocker. Miguel was whispering a plan to you, but you were not focusing. His cologne smelled so nice. Flinching as Miguel dashed forward, you panicked and followed him. It wasn't your fault you were head over heels with him! 

"(Y/N)!"

"Oof!" You felt your spider senses tingle as you dodged an attack from Shocker, "Ah! The hell!?" You gasped as you fell into a cluster of veins.

"Ay dios mío. (Oh my god.)" Miguel spat as he went after Shocker. You hurried after the two,

"Sorry! I dozed off for the second!"

        Miguel ignored you as he easily caught the rouge Shocker. He tied Shocker up and threw him into the dimensional portal. You were about to join Miguel, but felt your spider senses warn you again. You webbed Miguel, bringing him towards you as a large bird attacked. The two of you fell towards the ground. For a brief second, Miguel wrapped his arms around you, protecting you from the fall. Luckily, you both landed on a large flower bud. Yellow pollen floating in the air.

        You sighed in relief and tried asking Miguel if he was okay, but felt him hold your head. His grip was tight as he kept your head pressed against his chest. It was almost hard to breathe.

"Miguel, I can't breathe." You muttered. Not that this was a bad thing.

"Fuck, just wait..." He groaned, "Something isn't....right."

        That was odd. Miguel sounded like he was in pain. You touched his chest to try and move but noticed him flinch. Suddenly, you felt something hard press against your stomach. Your eyes widen as your senses went off. Miguel was protecting you from this strange pollen. Trying to get his attention again, Miguel let out a low cry. This was defiantly bad! Forcing yourself away, you grabbed Miguel's face and pressed it against your chest while you held your breathe.

        The pollen was almost gone. You just had to hold on. You glanced down at Miguel and noticed that he removed his mask. Your fingers were now coiling with his soft hair. Miguel groaned again then moved his hands up your back. You shivered as his groans sent a vibration between your breasts.

"(Y/N), fuck...I need you," His tone was so needy.

"What?!" You gasped in shock.

        Your eyes widen as you inhaled some of the pollen. Suddenly, your body started to burn. You whimpered as you leaned back, rubbing your legs together as your pussy started to drip. Miguel hovered over you, his hands gently touching your sensitive bud. Your eyes widen as you let out a loud moan from just a simple touch. Miguel's suit disappeared and he used his talons to rip yours.

"M-Miguel, we...we shouldn't." You tried to tell him, but your body was burning up. Miguel kissed you feverishly,

"No, we shouldn't."

        His fingers started to pump inside your pussy as he kept kissing you. Your moans were being swallowed by him as you felt him satisfy the burning sensation. His fingers getting coated by a waterfall of your juices, desperate for more. Miguel broke the kiss, a small trail of saliva connecting the two of you. Unable to wait much longer, you reached for him, grinding yourself against his hand.

        Miguel hissed lowly and removed his fingers, needing his own burning pain to go away. He used your juices to stroke his dick as a lube. Without much warning, he easily slid his dick inside of you, thrusting away his lust. Your mind went hazy as you wrapped your legs around his waist. Miguel's dick pounding your every so hungry pussy. Whatever this pollen was made you both so horny that you weren't thinking straight. All you wanted was his dick.

        Miguel held your waist, slapping himself into you like a madman. The lewd sounds of your bodies hitting each other echoed throughout the forest. Your moans growing louder with each thrust. A mixture of his cum and your juices pooling onto the forest floor. Miguel didn't even realize he had cummed inside of you. The immense pleasure you both were feeling was overpowering your own orgasms. All the two of wanted was to keep feeling each other.

        You weren't sure how long the two of you were fucking each other dumb for. One moment you were on your back, the next you were riding him, and so on. Your body kept moving on its own as your pussy kept sucking Miguel's dick. Each thrust of his tip against your cervix sent shivers down your spine. Miguel had you back against your back, needing to go deeper. Needing to have you scream his name out.

"M-Mig-" Your words were caught off as you arched your back in pleasure.

"Fuck, look at you. Always wanted to taste this pussy," Miguel started to babble, watching his dick form a white ring from your juices, "Make you mine. What a good girl you are, taking my dick so well,"

"Ah~ M-Mig...hah...R-Right....t-there."

        Your eyes rolled back as the burning sensation started to fade away. Now you were starting to feel your orgasm. You felt your body grow weak as you cam once more. Your vision blurred slightly as you tried to call out to Miguel. His grip was on your waist was so tight. The daze you were in went away, but was now being washed over by his dick bullying your pussy. You felt so full. His dick was pushing all of his cum deeper inside you. You brain was starting to get cock drunk as you moved your hips again,

"M-Miggy~"

"That's right, say my name." Miguel panted lowly. He thumb trailing over your clit to steal another orgasm from you, "Dime que tu estrecho coño me pertenece. Que te voy a joder tonto. (Tell me that your tight pussy belongs to me. That I'm going to fuck you dumb.)" He groaned.

        Miguel started to come back to his senses as he filled you once more. He took a moment to catch his breathe, hovering over you. He slowly pulled out, watching a river of his cum spill out of your bullied cunt. Another groan escaped his lips as his suit reappeared. You were still a panting mess, trembling from the overstimulation. Miguel reached out to you, pulling you into his chest,

"Are you alright?" He asked softly. You buried your head into his shoulder,

"Fucked out." You barely whispered.

"Yeah," He agreed and looked at his watch, "¡¿Qué carajo, llevamos más de una hora follando?! (What the fuck, we've been fucking for over an hour?!)" He nearly yelled out. Your eyes widen,

"W-What?! I only came to my senses in those last few minutes!" You coughed. Miguel held your head, glancing at the nearby pollen,

"Let's get out of here."

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        Miguel took you straight to his place afterwards. He gave you some water and helped give you a proper bath. The two of you were embarrassed to say the least. Once you were washed and rested, Miguel sat against the edge of his bed.

"Ahem," He cleared his throat, "I suppose it's too late to say that I have feelings for you." He muttered lowly. You chuckled, scooting closer to him,

"I don't think that sex pollen would have worked if you didn't," You teased him. Miguel flinched,

"Is that what you're calling it?"

"That what Lyla explained it as. Pollen that acts out of the desire to mate with one's chosen interest." You continued to tease Miguel. Miguel's ears turned red as he cussed quietly about his AI, "I like you too. Also, you owe me a new suit."

"Ya estoy trabajando en ello. Asegurándome de que desapareciera como el mío. (I'm already working on it. Making sure it came disappear like mine.)" He said, hiding his smirk.

        You grew flustered and quickly asked him about where your old suit was. Miguel brought it out, keeping it in a sealed bag. You huffed your cheeks out, telling him that it has been hours and should be fine. Opening the bag, you flatted your suit out to see the damage. As you did, yellow pollen came out of the suit, causing Miguel to give you a slight glare.

"I'm sorry!" You coughed, inhaling the pollen. Miguel threw your suit to the side, the pollen already affecting him,

"No puedo explicar lo tonto que te voy a follar ahora. Especialmente porque no recordaremos la primera puta hora. (Can't explain how much dumber I'm going to fuck you now. Especially since we won't remember the first fucking hour of it.)" He spat, his body shaking as his dick started to harden. You had your legs spread out already,

"I promise it won't happen again!"

You fucking liar

#kinktober #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel spiderverse #spiderman 2099 #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel spiderman #atsv miguel

[daysofmoron]

Okay, by this point I'm tired

A little bit of my thoughts on some situation, that one, by my surprise, that is still going and i see it like some hell of the ride

My discussion going to take places around one person /I'm not going to name them/

I met this person online while drawing in magma, and i thought/and still think/ about them as a fun to talk to and draw with

Let's be honest - we drew some NSFW stuff /in closed magma sessions/

At some point they revealed that they’re turning 18 and not 19.

After this everyone suddenly went into rampage mode/again, this is how i see the situation, you can have your own opinion on that/

Some people, like me, didn't care about their age, if they're fun to communicate with, I don't really think about how old they are

But other audience...well, some said that they're just disappointed, and i understand, they have their own reasons

But there were people who started anonymously or even openly harass this person

Let's be honest - nobody is going to sue you

You didn't know their age when you interacted with them. The fact that they were hiding their real age is their responsibility, not yours

Second of all - once they will turn 18 nobody is going to care or call the police. As if police would want to get involved in something like this

Okay, now to the point

On insta some other day i saw a couple of people posting in their stories "don't talk to this person" and sharing this person’s account

By this point i was so tired of seeing all of this happening, and I don't want people harassing one person because of one mistake they made, and, again, they admitted they were wrong, they’re already paying the price. Of course this doesn't mean that people will suddenly forgive them, but again, does this age stuff really matter when you just chatting?...

Anyway, i texted one person that posted this on insta, expressing my opinion that they shouldn't probably share this person's account, because let's be real, it can encourage more harassment, it even looks like harassment when you post stuff like this with some rude comment about this person

They replied to me that they weren't trying to harass anyone, just wanted to make sure that other people won't get involved in some weird stuff this person causing

. . .

What?

I then saw that they also shared in the story that they have proofs

I asked for these proofs, they send me some screenshots of conversation with another person, who told that the person this whole situation is about not only hid their true age

Is also a t-cest shipper...

//a VERY heavy sigh//

I'm sorry...wHaT?

In this message i saw they were writing about this person following the artist that loves drawing t-cest, not only turtles, but April, Casey Jr and etc and etc

. . .

So like, we can't now like just the drawing style of artist? If they have some strange thing that we don't agree with, we should just ban this person

I still don't see people leaving, for example, fnaf fandom because creator hates lgbt

I still don't see people leaving the fandom of attack on titans because it’s chief editor killed his wife

And i still don't see people leaving hazbin hotel fandom knowing how shady vivziepop has been throughout many years, accused in drawing ped**hilia and z**philia

And wow, people still follow these fandoms and people just because they like what they’re doing.

They don't need to follow artist's ideas or thoughts just to like what they draw or make

And, somehow, we came to a point where the person this post is about is accused in being a t-cest artist basically without proof. Just because someone somewhere told something about that they think they saw. Just baseless words.

How about if I tell you that I am a huge unicorn with rainbow hair and i live in a big castle with butterflies as my servants –

Do you believe it without any photo proof? No, I don’t think so.

I’ve been drawing with them for months. I never saw anything remotely close to anything they’ve been accused in.

I follow their every account I know of.

And again, i didn't see any of this stuff -

I now think, that people are trying to make this person to be seen by others as a black sheep.

And now, I even think about stopping to interact with anyone in ROTTMNT fandom.

Why? Well because of people’s hypocrisy and egoism, how easy they’re ready to give up and turn their backs on a person because of one mistake.

Did the story of Alek Holowka didn’t teach us anything? Or recent story with Ed Piskor? Are you really forgetting that you’re talking about and with a real human beings? Or you just simply don’t care?

I'm getting sick of this -

P.S. again, this is my opinion on things, you can have your own thoughts on the situation

#some thoughts

[dreamythos18p]

[10:19 PM]

w: smut, angst maybe, fluff if you squint, toxicity, dom!renjun, sub!reader, manipulation, sofa sex, oral (f receiving), hugging position, missionary smw, minor slapping of womanhood, mentions of alcohol consumption, use of the name 'baby', a bit of aftercare (is that a warning?), just another agenda of big schlong but rj version

inspired by nct dream's video track, "poison"

"renjun?" your brows furrowed worriedly for the man in front of you, drunk and lost. you tried to slam the door close on his face, but he stopped it mid-way by his foot. wow, impressive move when you're hella drunk.

his body shivering from the cold night and maybe from the effect of the any kinds of alcohol he took earlier, you always know how alcoholic renjun is, and you have broke it off just a day before, yet you stayed...stayed just so he could lean on you for a bit.

you were flabbergasted when he suddenly pushed you inside, closing and locking your goddamn door like an expert. his hands tight on your shoulder, "y/n i'm back baby" he deeply whispered on your ear.

your anxiousness high from that, "i- i don't want you back ren-" you mumbled staring to his eyes, but he cut your words off when tears suddenly came out from his drained eyes. you gasped, trying to escape him wanting to alleviate.

"but i want you back y/n, you..." he slurred, renjun's eyes slowly looked down to yours, his tears streaming slightly from his soft cheeks. no. you have enough with this a long time ago even before you broke it off.

you pushed him with all your strength making him stumble back. "huang renjun, please get out of my house!" as you shouted that, you closed your eyes, not used to shouting towards people especially since the man with you is older, your respect for someone doesn't falter whomever it is.

renjun shook his head with a growing smirk, from that moment, you know what he wants, and you know what he needs. you. grabbing you without anymore thoughts, kissing you with passion, your body pushed against the sofa of your living room.

you tried to wiggle around to escape his motive, but renjun is much stronger despite his drunken state. and as time goes by of forcing not to submit yourself to him, his hands have roamed over your body, clothes were strewn on the floor, lips attaching and detaching from skin to skin.

not longer till you found yourself spasming from an overwhelming orgasm, your hands tightly grasping on renjun's hair as he ate you out like a starved man, drinking and lapping all your juices that were undrunk for days.

moans and whimpers bouncing of the walls, "fuck renjun please enough ah!" his teeth hit your clitoris hard making you writhe on his hold, "cum on my tongue baby" he urged you, thumb circling fast on your clit then you finally came hard with an elongated moan.

just like a speed of light, you didn't even know his cock ready and standing in front of your wet and throbbing pussy, he slapped it at first making a lewd sound. "greedy pussy, just like before we parted, mine only right?" renjun possesively questioned.

eye to eye, nose to nose, your face never leaving a centimeter. you whimpered under him, hands on his chest while your legs were wrapped around his sexy waist. you were submitting again, as usual.

"no..." you squeaked, renjun scoffed and slowly pushed his aching cock inside you "why not huh? is it because of the stupid things i do? did your standards got higher that's why you realized something huh baby?" questions that you can't seem to answer properly shoot out from his mouth.

his thrusts speeding by time, your foreheads against each other as he pins both your arms above your head, impossible for you to escape his deathly hold. "do i smell fucking bad? the alcohol? cigarettes? is it because of those huh? you didn't tell me sooner fuck!" he increased more speed.

your body thrashing beneath him from the sensation, screaming in the top of your lungs as he continued hitting the depths of your pretty pussy.

"r- renjun gonna cum!" he was about to reply when massive liquidity spurting out of your ruined cunt. renjun groaned, almost losing his balance though his a bit sober already, he slapped your pussy again and repositioned you into an embrace.

his cock slipping inside you for the second time and thrusted up on you, in that position, he was hitting more deeply than before. your moans and cries louder, body almost wanting to give up.

"oh shit y/n fuck! you're gripping it too tight fuck!" he whispered curses into your ears, your mind hazy and blinded. his head on your shoulder, leaving kisses and bites, but you don't wanna fall for it.

renjun feels like there is no warmth in your arms, but he wants you still, needs you still. you hate to rehash your feelings, yet both of you swallowed the pain and continued tearing each other apart.

you know by the time you're done, he won't last longer, you won't last longer, you told yourself already. you would hate to feel warmth from the embrace, keeping your mind from destruction. you don't want to fall for it. no more.

and with a final moan coming from both of your swollen lips, you orgasmed together, bodies tired and let yourself engulfed by darkness. you didn't even feel the kiss renjun gave you on your sweaty forehead.

"i dream of you when you weren't by my side. you take my breath away everytime, always tearing me down...my fucking weakness. love me back, y/n. i still love you" he breathed out as sleep covered his mind.

you were always his poison, the poison that he once took, but forever stood. not only absorbed by his mind and soaked his hardened heart, hence also drunk by his body. the poison he tried to find a cure of, however, realized that the antidote is also you, and you only.

#well it doesn't really relate to poison that much #renjun smut #renjun x reader smut #boyfriend!renjun #huang renjun smut #renjun hard hours #nct dream smut #nct dream hard hours #nct smut #nct hard hours #renjun angst #nct renjun

[lilpotatjj]

Congratulation...Captain?

Chap 5

AN: Finally a twist in this chapter, and lots of sweet fluff. LOVE the dance music <3 enjoy <3

"She did it. She'll need some rehab, but there shouldn't be any nerve damage," Dr. Grey says in a calm tone and goes to Andy. "She's in the recovery room. You're welcome to stay with her until she wakes up. Y/N will certainly need someone after this terrible accident."

Andy just nods in relief and the others rejoice, hugging each other and Vic pats Andy on the shoulder. A chair is free at your bedside and the anesthetic is still working so you don't notice anything.

Andy pauses for a moment and just stands by your bed. "I don't know if I can take any more...." She looks at you wistfully and guiltily. She slowly gives you a delicate kiss on the lips and then leaves the room.

Four weeks have passed since then and you have recovered well after the operation.

"gingle bells, gingle bells...." Vic is dancing crazy in the beanery. "tomorrow is Christmas and everything is so beautifully decorated. i can already smell the roast in my nose." Vic says and Travis smiles. Everyone is getting ready for the party at the Barn. You are there for a visit and look around happily, almost ready for work you take a deep breath. "this is.....wow. bloody really colorful everywhere here!" Your eyes light up. Andy is in the office finishing off the last few documents.

When she has finished, she enters the hugely decorated hall. With her hands in her pockets, she looks at you intensely, which you don't notice at first. Everyone else goes up to you and gives you a big hug, happy that you're feeling better again. Only Andy keeps her distance, biting her lower lip. "Is she okay?" you ask and Vic looks at Warren and Travis. "She just seems to be worried that everything is okay with you," Vic says and everyone looks at Andy. "You should have seen her, she went crazy when you were hurt so badly" Travis says without thinking and Vic nudges him with a warning look.

Your gaze slightly surprised, you look at her and see Andy leaving the Barn to go to her bunk.

The next day, when the party has started, Andy stands in the middle of the packed hall and smiles forcibly. "19....I'm glad we can be together here today. it's been a...crazy year. I'm grateful to finally be captain and will of course do everything I can to keep our family here together. Have a nice celebration and enjoy yourselves..."

Everyone applauds and a Christmassy atmosphere spreads. Andy leaves the crowd and packs up her things for the next two days off. This doesn't go unnoticed as you enter the changing room and approach her. "You want to...go? The party's only just started" she continues packing. "Yes, the people are all there with their families. I have no business being there. I have no one else, so why stay. my beer is waiting for me at home." You block her way. "what nonsense. the whole 19 is your family, you just said!"

"I.... have no one left...I lost my father, my best friend...had lost my station for over a year...had to go through a divorce and-....." She stops and picks up her bag. "If something's wrong, I'm home..."

You look after her anxiously as she leaves the fire station. Back home, Andy grabs some food and two beers from the fridge. Snuggled up comfortably on the couch she was about to fall asleep when a doorbell suddenly jolts her out of her half-sleep.

She looks confused, gets up, looks through the peephole and opens the door.

"I can...I want to be your family if you let me. I don't want to argue anymore, I want to see you smile. I want to rekindle your passion at work and accompany you to sleep every night as if it were our last. Defend you when there are differences of opinion and stand by you what ever the future will bring. I don't care about your status...or my rank. I want to be with you and wanna make you happy....Andy...I love you!" You look at her, completely out of breath, when Andy suddenly runs up to you, takes your face in her hands and kisses you.

You smile under the kiss than break it off only to kiss Andy more ardent....Stumbling backwards and closing the door, you continue kissing full of greed.

Soft moonlight makes both of you appear in a silouhette, emphasizing the passion as you both undress. You get goose bumps with every single touch, kisses on your neck, throat and stomach.

Andy doesn't miss any part of your body and is particularly provocative on your chest and hips. She tickles you with her tongue and makes you moan so sweetly. You grab her shoulders and turn her so that she lies submissively beneath you. Her look is a little surprised, but full of love. Now it's you who is spoiling her. But your style is more aggressive, more lustful. You don't stop until she reaches her climax and you hear her moan loudly for the first time full of passion and love. Neither of you even thinks about stopping, which is why you don't even notice that it's already getting light and the first rays of sun are shining on your sweaty bodies.

Completely exhausted, you both cuddled up together. "you are so beautiful....belleza" (beauty) you whisper quietly to her.

"I don't want to lose you..." Andy smiles sweet but gets tears in her eyes. "You won't..." you stroke her cheek gently.

"I've already lost too much..." one of her tears rolls down and you wipe it away. "I promise I'll always take care of myself" You kiss her soft lips gently.

"I was in the hospital...I was so worried about you. I didn't want to show it, especially not in front of the others. I'm the captain..." She snuggles closer to you.

"Just because you're captain doesn't mean you should be emotionless. Let it out and be fine......So! I'll make us breakfast now and you'll go take a shower in the meantime. I'll come after you." You get up and wink at her. "You know that we have to stay discreet at work. It's best to keep the whole thing to ourselves...for now" Andy said as she stands up and stands directly in front of you. Naked. She walks past you perfectly absolutely beautifull and disappears into her bathroom with a seductive smile.

You bite your bottom lip and almost trip over your bag as you watch her go. "Damn" you smile and quickly get some food ready and then join her in the shower.

After the days off with Andy, you go back to work fresh. When you arrive at the beanery, you dance to the music and start making breakfast, not noticing Andy watching you.

"Hola hermosa! muéstrame!" (hello beauty! show it to me!) You are frightened but have to laugh, Andy does the same and moves with you to the music in the same rhythm, which turns into a hot dance.

When it turns out that Andy is much better, you grab her by her waist and let her dance around you, looking at each other in total love with so much fire, without noticing that the others have already arrived and are watching you.

Vic immediately feels carried away and starts dancing next to Travis, while Travis stands there looking goofy and his gaze switches between both of you and Vic. Warren clears his throat conspicuously and you both stop your movements, but immediately start laughing when you see everyone. "haha sorry guys, that's what happens when you've had too long of a break from work"

Travis blinks a few times and laughs cautiously. "of course...you look definitely in love haha"

Both: "What?"

Travis: "What?"

Everyone looks at each other and has to smile embarrassed, only Robert's eyes are focused on Andy.

"No tienen idea" (they have no idea) ,Andy laughs. "Qué... qué tan sexy estás?" (what?...that you're looking hot?) you look at Andy seductively and let your gaze wander over her for a long time until you go to the table to eat breakfast

Robert sits across to Andy and keeps looking into her eyes, which almost intimidates her at times. "Qué pasa? Tienes algún problema!? (what? Do you have a problem?) andy ask almost angry and the others starting to stare.

"Entonces están juntos?" (you both are together?) Robert doesn't let himself be disturbed and continue to eat his breakfast. Andy looks at him perplexed and shakes her head slightly in disrepect.

"No sabía que era asunto tuyo" (non of your business) Andy throws her spoon into her cereal bowl.

"Guys, if something is up then let's share it...or clarify it somewhere else" Vic looks curious and questioning but Andy is annoyed and gets up to disappear into her office.

The team looks confused after Andy and finally at Robert. Only you understood what they said and continues breakfast silently. "Y/N....?" Vic almost sang your name blinking at you as if she wants a cookie. You shrug and the way you look at her was like a slowmotion movie. "tell us please! you understood everything! is there something between Sullivan and Andy?" vic asks with puppyeyes as Sullivan stands up to leave the beanery.

AN: I had to make a sweet dance scene cause I LOOOVE LOVE Jainas hot dance moves <3 ALSO u can find me on wattpad:

Will Y/N tell everybody or will she keep it a secret?

#andy herrera fanfiction #andy herrera fanfic #andy herrera x reader #station 19 abc #andy herrera #romance fanfiction #romance #fanfic #fanfiction #lgbtq #smut #smut fanfiction #station 19 fanfic #station 19 fic #station 19 andy herrera #marina #drama #long fanfic #lgbtq community #andy x sullivan #surrera

[convertgrapeling]

The BBC has raised an Important Issue of Our Times.

Just look at some of the terrible things MPs have been told by the plebs that should be bowing and scraping to them instead...

Wow. Just unimaginable horror. Imagine being called a "Tory" just for being in the Tory party.

Austerity deaths - approx 335,000

COVID-19 UK deaths - 210,000

Don't know why, I just suddenly felt an urge to share those numbers again. I'm sure there won't be any negative consequences to the reframing of terms like "abuse" to apply to very mild criticisms of people in power.

#uk politics #tory scum #red tory scum #terrible abuse discourse

[emilymaxximoff]

Deserve Better; Enid X Fem!Reader

CW: Some angst, Struggling with your sexuality, Fluff

Description: After Ron and Enid break up, you let Enid know that she has better options than him.

A/N: Confession time (sorry this note is gonna be long), I've been siting on this one for a hot sec. The absolute bi panic I feel between Carl and Enid is absurd. There's not a ton of Enid fics that I could find so I took it upon myself to write one of my own. This is definitely inspired by Boyfriend by Dove Cameron because, gay. I have been super excited bout this one. I definitely want to write more about her too. I mean just look at the GIF. Also the panic of do I want to be her or be with her is so real with her. Once agin disclaimer, everyone is at least 18. I am 19 and anything else creeps me out. The actors themselves are more than old enough now so like just please. It would mean so much to me if y'all reposted but don't feel like you have to. Love you!

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"Hey Y/N!" You heard someone yell behind you. You turned around and immediately smiled. It was Enid. You felt butterflies in your stomach as she lightly jogged towards you with a wicker laundry basket. She had a beautiful glow about her and her hair gently fell around her face.

"Hey Enid." you said as you gave her a cheesy grin. God she was beautiful. You had had a crush on her for years but you would never admit it. It was the apocalypse but people were still people and you were worried about if people would judge you. You also had no idea if Enid liked girls and she had just broken up with Ron so it seem a worse time as any to suddenly admit your feelings. Thankfully the break up didn't seem to bother her much. The only person who knew about your crush was Carl. That fucker knew everything about you. He knew before you did. He could read you like a comic book.

"So, I've been thinking and I think we need to have a girls night tonight. I've got shit to talk about." she said as she smiled back at you.

"Oh dear."

"Oh yes. Meet you at my house around sunset?"

You bit your lip and gave her a joking half grin. "Yeah, yeah. I'll see you then. I have guard duty tomorrow night though so we have to get some sleep tonight." you laughed.

"Great!" she squealed. "I'll see you later."

Your heart was beating out of your chest. You had sleepovers often but every time you still got butterflies. You always had to suppress the urge to lean over and kiss her and tell her how you felt but that never happened and you told yourself it never would. She made you so happy and she had no idea how much she meant to you and how much you loved those nights where it was just you two. She didn't know how much you wanted to hold her hand and hold her as you fell asleep. She had no idea how weak your knees felt as she let you wear her shirt and you breathed in the smell.

You started off towards the Grimes house to talk to Carl. He understood and you needed the support right now. You didn't even need to have the words for him to understand. You walked in the door and casually greeted Rick before climbing up the stairs and going into Carl's room.

"Hey shithead." you said throwing off your shoes and flopping down on his bed next to him.

"Well hello to you too." he laughed. "What's up?"

"I don't know my heart is just about to come out my ribcage and kill me but besides that I'm doing just peachy." you replied as dramatically as you could, sighing and putting the back of your hand on your forehead.

"Enid again?" he laughed at your dramatics, raising his eyebrow.

"Wow how'd you guess?" you rolled your eyes. "We're having a girls night again and you know how I feel during those. She's just so perfect god damn it."

"You should just tell her already. It's driving you insane and she broke up with Ron so it's a great time."

"YoU SHoUlD JuSt telL hEr." you mocked. "Yeah that will work out fucking great. I don't even know if she likes girls. I don't want to ruin our friendship."

"Jesus ok. You don't gotta be a bitch about it. I was just saying I hate to see you dancing around it like a pussy." he grinned at you.

You grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. You laughed as he put his hands up and laughed back. "Fuck you."

"Hey don't shoot he messenger just cause he's right."

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You took a breath as you knocked on the door of the Rhee house. Maggie opened the door and smiled at you. "Hey Y/N she's in her room. Let me know if you want snacks or anything. I don't have anything to do tonight." she said motioning you inside.

"Thanks Maggie. I'm good for now thanks." you said as you quickly rushed up the stairs towards Enid's room. You knocked lightly on the door and smiled waiting for the go ahead to come in.

"Come in." You saw her slime as you open then door and come in. "Y/N omg. Come here. I've got just so much shit to say."

You giggled and sat next to her on the soft bed. "Ok spill." you said crossing your legs and turning to look at her.

Oh did she have lots to say. She talked about her runs and her guard duties. She told you about the walkers she killed and how Maggie was nagging her about learning more combat. She ranted about Lydia and how annoying she was. You listened to every word she had to say, putting in input where appropriate. Everything was perfect. Just you two talking and sharing experiences. That was until Ron came up.

"Ron is trying to get back together with me again." you rolled your eyes. "Hey I know we just broke up but still. It's like how much else is there in the world at this point."

"I mean there is a lot more. I'm just saying you can do so much better. You deserve better. Ron is probably one of the worst options right now. He's mean to you a lot of the time." you replied, nervously playing with your hands.

"Yeah ok sure. Who then? Carl? Fuck no." she laughed sarcastically.

"No. As his friend I can tell you no. I'm saying there are other options." you paused. "Better options."

"Ok fine then tell me. What other person could I be with that's better?"

"A lot of people. Ron is awful." you said, trying so hard not to blurt out yourself.

"Ok but like who? We are some of the last people alive on this shithole." she said eying you. She could tell you had something on your mind.

You took a deep breath. You were frustrated and in the heat of the moment somehow you had courage. "I mean like me."

"What?" Enid stared at you wide eyed.

"Fuck. Just forget it. I'm sorry I didn't mean to." you sighed tears filling your eyes. You had been so mad at her naivety and you could stand it do you had blurted out your feelings. You felt as if you just wanted to melt away. Had you ruined your friendship? Was she mad? You couldn't look up at her. You were mortified.

"Hold up no. We need to talk about it. What did you mean?" Enid said reaching out to touch your shoulder. As she did you moved back, rejecting her touch and the tears you were holding back fell down your cheeks as you lifted your head to look at her emphatic face.

"NO! Fuck please stop. I didn't mean- I never meant to- just please lets move on or I'll just leave." You said shakily. You were trying to keep your composure but it was fading quickly.

"No. Y/N, I want to talk about this. I don't want to upset you but when someone you have known forever tells you that you could be good for them..... You want to know what they mean, ya know" Enid said as nicely as possible. You tried to read her face but it was impossible to in your distraught state.

"Fine. Do you honestly want the truth?" Enid nodded her head. "Honestly I've had feelings for you for a long time but you were with Ron and there are so many other factors like I don't know if you even like girls. I don't want you to hate me or think I'm creeping on you cause we sleep in the same bed all the time. It's not like that. I like you for more. Don't get me wrong I definitely wan to have sex but like it's more than that. I like your smile and personality and just everything you do. I mean again like I try not to let anyone know that I like girls so Carl is literally the only one who knows about my crush on you and also like I don't know if you like me or just girls cause you've never said anything. So I've been suppressing these feelings and I wasn't gonna say shit until... ya know... now."

You took a breath and looked at Enid for any validation. She smiled back at you in return. Your tears started to dry. "So what you're trying say is I should ditch men?" she smirked.

"I'm saying that I could be a better boyfriend than Ron ever could be." you said, leaning closer to her.

"Maybe I don't want a boyfriend anymore. Maybe I'm in the mood for a girlfriend now." Enid leaned close to you too, closing more space so you could feel her breath on your lips. You felt butterflies in your stomach and you couldn't contain the huge cheesy grin.

"Well I can be a better girlfriend than Ron too." Enid closed the gap, connecting your lips. she grabbed your face and pulled you even closer. You felt so happy and even through you were kissing her you just wanted to be closer, to become one being. You grabbed her hips and pulled the rest of her close to you. Even though it pained you, you separated once you were out of breath.

"As much as I want to keep going, I told you, I'm gonna be a better partner than you have ever had before. That means doing this the right way. Let me take you out on a date, a real one." you smiled.

Enid groaned and smiled. "I'm ok with rushing in."

"I know but still. I want this to last. I'm gonna do it by the book."

"Ok, I understand. Can we at least hold each other tonight?"

"Anything for you beautiful."

As you snuggled into Enid, you felt at peace for the first time in a long time. To know the girl you loved, loved you back. To know that at least one person could love you for who you were. For now, that's all that mattered.

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Super Romantic Wenclair Fanfiction Story: "What Wednesday Chose"

Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair. They were a duo that shouldn't have worked... but they did... and somehow their relationship resulted in marriage and children. For the last seventeen years of their marriage, life has moved at a breakneck pace for Wednesday and Enid; giving them little time to catch their breath for very long. However, now the two are finally able to take a long vacation... where they may learn new things about one another...

~19 Years Ago:

Teenage Wednesday Addams was laying on her bed in her dorm room at Nevermore Academy. Wednesday was wearing a long black night gown as she lay under her black blanket, with her eyes completely closed. Suddenly outside: loud thunder could be heard, as the light from lightning strikes nearby filled the room for quick moments. On the other side of the room: teenage Enid Sinclair lay awake under a pink blanket while wearing pink underwear, with a scared look in her eyes. As the sound of thunder got louder, Enid got more terrified as she stepped out of her bed. Enid then slowly walked towards Wednesday's bed, and with a frightened tone she said, "Wednesday... is the thunder keeping you up too?" While remaining completely still and keeping her eyes closed, Wednesday only moved her mouth as she said, "Actually, it was helping me sleep more soundly than usual until your nagging voice disrupting the soothing background noise awakened me."

As Enid looked very nervous she said, "I'm sorry. It's just... thunder and lightning have always scared me. I've learned to deal with it better as I've gotten older... but I've never heard thunder this loud before, and I... I know it's childish, but... can I sleep with you tonight?" Wednesday then opened her eyes, and turned her head to give Enid a glaring look as she said, "Enid, I am accustomed to sleeping in total peace as the experience of being completely unconscious is the closest thing I can experience to death while living. However that peace could easily be disrupted if..." Then suddenly the loudest sound of thunder was heard outside. A scared Enid screamed in terror, jumped into Wednesday's bed, and immediately hugged her tightly. Wednesday rolled her eyes and groaned in frustration... but reluctantly remained still... and slowly closed her eyes as she allowed Enid to remain in bed with her.

~Present Day:

Wednesday and Enid were walking up a tall mountain together. Wednesday was wearing a black t-shirt and black shorts, while Enid was wearing a pink t-shirt and white shorts; with both women wearing backpacks. As the two married woman walked beside one another, a smiling Enid said, "Wow. Look at that view around us. Now taking a long hike into the mountains... this is how I wanted us to spend a vacation together." Wednesday kept a straight face as she said, "Agreed. The long amount of walking has caused great strain to my muscles, and is pushing me to a point of near dehydration and exhaustion. It is indeed feels quite wonderful."

Then a smiling Enid held Wednesday's hand as she said, "Well, whatever we do... I'm just glad we're doing it together. Whether we're laying together in bed, or staging a prison riot together... I will always love you Wednesday Addams." Wednesday however said nothing as she continued to walk alongside Enid. Enid then glanced at Wednesday as she said, "And now you're supposed to say something equally romantic to me." Wednesday then glanced at Enid with a deadpan expression while saying, "And I... value your continued existence Enid." Enid sighed a bit, but then smiled as she said, "You're allowed to say I love you back to me. You've said it before Wednesday. It wouldn't kill you to try saying it again."

Then suddenly the two heard the sound of a roaring beast. Emerging from a nearby cave was a huge bear like monster that could stand upright; with razor sharp claws, fangs in it's mouth, red eyes, and dark red fur. The monster ran at the two women, as a smiling Wednesday said, "Finally. Something truly enjoyable." Then End had her wolf claws appear from her hands as she said, "Don't worry Wens. I'll..." Then the bear monster immediately smacked Enid hard, and sent her flying to the ground very hurt. Wednesday meanwhile had a look of confidence in her face as she said, "Prepared yourself creature to be sent to hell." Then Wednesday took out a sword and ran towards the bear monster.

Then just as Wednesday swung her sword, the bear monster surprisingly jumped over Wednesday... and then the bear monster used it's claw to hit Wednesday very hard in the head. Wednesday then fell to the ground, as her head hit a large rock while she landed. As a hurt Enid tried to get up, she immediately saw Wednesday had been knocked out, and that a large deep wound was now exposed on the side of her head, causing blood to pour from it. As Enid tried to crawl towards Wednesday, fear and terror went across her face as she said, "No! Oh God, no! Please don't be dead Wednesday! Oh God, please don't be dead!"

Suddenly an old woman in a white toga ran onto the scene while holding a large white scepter. The old woman then swung her scepter at the bear monster several times, immediately injuring it. The old woman then yelled, "Begone beast!" The hurt bear monster made a growling noise, and then reluctantly ran away. As the old women turned to look at Enid, she said, "The beast is gone for now. Do you require help?" As Enid crawled towards Wednesday, she said, "I'll be okay. But my wife is really hurt. Please help her!"

The old woman then walked over to the hurt Wednesday. As the old woman put her hand over the bloody wound on Wednesday's head, she said, "Your wife has been gravely hurt. The beast has given her a deep wound. The claws penetrated deep into her head, and damaged key portions of her brain." As Enid looked completely scared, she said, "She's suffering from brain damage!? No. No! We have to do something." The old woman then looked at Enid as she said, "Listen. I am a mystic medicine woman. As long as a person is not fully dead, I can heal many wounds modern medicine cannot. However with this type of brain damage, I can only heal a person's wound with someone that is of the same heart as them. If you are indeed her wife: then you two are of the same heart; which means my mystic abilities can use your mind to repair hers. But only with your consent."

A desperate looking Enid then said, "Fine. I consent. Just please save my wife now!" The old mystic woman then put both of her hands on Wednesday and Enid's heads. Suddenly, all three of them began to glow. Then there was a flash... and suddenly Wednesday's wound on her head was completely gone. The old mystic woman stood up and then said, "I have used my mystic abilities and your mind to heal your wife. Now then, I must go. It is my duty to remain on these hills, and help those that are attacked by the beast." The old mystic woman then walked away, while Enid realized Wednesday was breathing... but still wasn't waking up. Enid then got out her phone, dialed a number, and then said, "Hello. Yes, me and my wife were just attacked by a beast on Raven Stone Mountain. We survived with some help, but we still need help. Please, we need an emergency helicopter right away!"

***

Wednesday laid asleep on a hospital bed (wearing a black hospital gown), while Enid sat by her side in a nearby chair. Wednesday eventually opened her eyes, and began to look around as she said, "What happened?" A relieved and happy Enid then said, "Wednesday, thank God you're okay! Despite being healed by that weird mystic medicine woman, I wasn't sure if you'd ever wake up." Wednesday then slowly sat up as she said, "Come on Enid. I've survived being nearly killed by Laurel Gates, Joseph Crackstone, several demons, cat monsters, a shtriga, an army of lizard creatures and sirens, and a dark alternate universe version of myself. I wasn't about to meet my end from some bear." A happy Enid then said, "Well, I'm glad I'm gonna be able to call the rest of the family now and say you're okay. They'll all be so so happy... especially Ana, since you staying alive longer ensures she gets a bigger inheritance." Then Wednesday laughed loudly, and then smiled as she said, "Oh, Ana. That daughter of ours is such a genius, and such a schmuck at the same time."

Enid suddenly had a confused and freaked out look on her face, as her eyes widened while she said, "Wednesday... you just laughed. I have never heard you laugh... ever. What just caused that!?" Wednesday then casually said, "I don't know. You said something funny, and I just laughed at it. Ooo. Does this hospital serve chocolate ice cream!? I am so having a craving for chocolate ice cream right now. Also, is there anyway I can get out of this hospital gown? I so need to go into town and find something really sexy to wear for our dinner date tonight." Enid suddenly looked terrified as she said, "What is going here!? Were you drinking wine again before you got hurt? Are you an alternate universe version of my wife!? Did you disguise your soul again with an alternate personality because some demon is hunting you!? Explain yourself!" Wednesday however looked confused as she said, "Whoa Enid. Chill. I'm just being me. My mind feels fine." Then a look of clarity went across Enid's face as she said, "Hold on. Your mind..."

***

Enid was sitting in an office in front of an older male doctor. The older male doctor held some scans out as he said, "Well Ms Addams, I took those detailed scans as you requested; and then looked at the last detailed scan done on your wife years ago. You're right. Something has changed with her brain." Enid looked nervous as she said, "But I don't get it. What changed? How did it get changed!?" Then old doctor then said, "Well... out of curiosity, I looked at the scans done on your own brain... and it would seem part of your wife's brain has been restructured somehow to resemble yours now. It's like nothing I've ever seen." Another look of clarity went across Enid's face as she said, "Wait. That old mystic woman. She said her special powers would heal Wednesday's mind with my own. I... I think her powers scanned my brain, and then used that as a template for what the damaged parts of Wednesday's brain were supposed to look like." The older doctor then said, "That's the best theory I have as well."

Then a confused and worried Enid said, "But... what does this mean? Is my wife some weird mental clone of me now?" The doctor turned his head and said, "No. The areas of the brain that contain Wednesday's memories are unaltered. However, the parts of the mind that are used to process new information and regulate emotion are what have changed. Your wife is still who she is. Her personality however is just a bit different now." Then suddenly a smiling Wednesday walked into the room as she excitedly said, "Hey Enid. Come take a selfie with me. You know, I just realized I have like millions of followers on Instagram; and yet have barely posted anything. We totally have to change that!" Enid then turned to look at her doctor, and with a concerned voice she said, "Doc, I think more than just my wife's personality has changed."

***

Early that evening, Wednesday and Enid walked into a fancy restaurant together. Enid was wearing a white dress, while Wednesday was wearing a similar dress that was pink. Enid kept turning her head to look at Wednesday's pink outfit, while a confused looking Wednesday noticed this and said, "Anything wrong?" Enid quickly turned her head and said, "Nothing. Just... not used to seeing you in that color." As Wednesday examined her dress, she said, "Yeah. I guess pink has never been my thing before. But now... it just feels so right." Then Wednesday noticed one person sitting at a table was holding a small dog in their lap. Wednesday then glared at the dog as she said, "That person brought a dog into this restaurant!?" Then Enid rolled her eyes and said, "Well I guess her real personality had to be unlocked by something." Then Wednesday immediately approached the person holding the small dog, and said, "Aww. Your little pooch is so cute!" The person holding the small dog said, "Really? Thanks. He's my emotional support animal; which is why they let him in."

Soon, Wednesday and Enid sat at a table together. A smiling Wednesday then looked at Enid as she said, "This is nice. You and me eating at a fancy place. Why don't we do this more often?" Then a confused looking Enid said, "Because you've told me countless times that agreeing to pay for overpriced food that we could make ourselves for 90 percent less money helps perpetuate the growing issue with the wealthy wasting their money on overpriced goods instead of improving the state of our near meaningless world." A smiling Wednesday then said, "I really said that? Well... maybe that's true... but isn't it fun to sometimes go to places like this and be served like we're princesses!?" Enid looked a little hesitant to smile as she said, "Well... yeah, it is."

***

Some time later, Wednesday and Enid were finishing their desert as a happy Wednesday said, "Oh God, that chocolate sundae was so freaking good! Why don't we ever eat stuff like that more often!?" Enid raised one eyebrow as she said, "Because you've often said you loathe the American ideal of paying higher prices for food that's designed to kill us more quickly." Then Wednesday shrugged as she said, "I guess that's true... but I also guess I now love sundaes. Thank you for recommending we do all this tonight Enid. I don't know where I'd be without you." Enid made a little smile as she casually said, "You'd probably have taken over the world by now if you didn't have me and the kids holding you back." Then Wednesday looked directly at Enid as she said, "No, you don't get it Enid. I... I feel like I'd be nowhere without you. I mean... you mean everything to me. You remember my first semester at Nevermore Academy, when we snuck into the Gates mansion that one night?" Enid nodded her head as she said, "Yeah. Tyler, who we didn't know was a Hyde yet, nearly killed us. You also lost your snood I made you... not that you really liked it."

Then Wednesday bent down as she went into her purse... and then pulled out her black snood as she said, "I went back to retrieve it the next day, and had Thing fix it." Enid's eyes widened with surprise, while Wednesday said, "Maybe I didn't like wearing it... but the fact that it was a gift from you... meant everything to me. In fact... after that night in the mansion, when we had our first fight and you left our dorm room... I curled up into a ball... and after hours of remaining still, and making sure absolutely no one could hear me... I cried. It was the first time I had done so since Nero had died. I think it was only then that I first realized deep down... I loved you Enid... because you only cry over losing the people you deeply care about." Enid's eyes widened in surprise as she said, "I... I never knew. I never realized."

Then Wednesday reached over and had one of her hands touch Enid's as she said, "Then know this. Enid... you are the one who makes my life better every day. For my entire life... I felt like my soul was always on the edge of being pulled too deep into darkness. For my entire life, all I could see was the evils in humanity in any person I met. Every day I saw a world burning, and kept seeing new things that made me want to wish I wish I would just finally kill myself. It became so much that every night I dreamed - I heard my inner self screaming every second I was subconscious. But then... there was you Enid. Despite being turned off from your bright colors and some of your odd habits at first... I saw you as pure light... the only pure light strong enough to keep my heart from being overwhelmed by the darkness. You were real, you were pure, you were true, and you were the first person I ever met that made me better, and made me want to keep being better. Also, thanks to you... the screaming in my subconscious finally stopped several years ago... and even though I still feel like so much of the world is still dark and burning... you've become my ultimate light of goodness I seek in the dark burning storm. You're more than my wife Enid. You're my soul mate, my comfort, my pleasure, my eternal companion, my world... my everything."

Enid's eyes had slowly widened as Wednesday finished speaking. Tears then began to come from her eyes, as Enid covered her mouth with both her hands. Then after a moment, Enid slowly lifted her hands down as she said, "Wednesday, I... I had no idea that all this time you truly..." Wednesday interrupted Enid as she said, "Well, I was never good at heartfelt speeches. But... it just suddenly feels easy for me now." As more tears appeared in Enid's eyes, she leaned over the table and kissed Wednesday. Then once the kiss ended, a smiling Wednesday then said, "You know... the only regret I have is that our relationship started on such unusual rocky ground. I wish I could go back in time to my first year at Nevermore Academy, and tell you in a more proper way how I felt about you. In fact... would you mind if I did that right now?" Then a curious and smiling Enid said, "You mean like role play we're teenagers again? Sure, I'm down for that."

Then a grinning Wednesday said, "Okay. So... imagine we're at Nevermore Academy right before we were all sent home at the end of my first semester there. I've just been given a cell phone by Xavier, and we're about to say our final goodbyes before I get into my family's limo. Now... go ahead." Then a smiling Enid turned her head away for a moment, and then turned to look right back at Wednesday as she said, "Well... see ya later roomy. I'll miss you." Then Wednesday put on a pretend nervous face as she said, "Enid... there's something I need to tell you. I know in the grand scheme of our lives, we've practically just met, and we still need more time to get to know each other, but... despite only just recently meeting... there's something important I need to tell you." Then a curious looking Enid smiled as she said, "What is it Wednesday?" Then violin music at a moderate tempo began to play nearby as a grinning Wednesday said, "You know... I've hated wishes all my life. They always gave me a fright. But as I look at this sight, I see great change for my life. Now I'd give my soul for a wish, for maybe one special kiss. I wasn't looking for this, but now you're in my way." Then as a guitar player and string quarter appeared in the restaurant playing accompanying music, a confused looking Enid said, "Wednesday, what's going on?

Then a grinning Wednesday began to sing, "Your grin was holding. Pretty dress, claws were spouting. Blood moon, werewolf howling. Where you think you're going baby?" Then Wednesday jumped out of her seat and was joined by a surprise flash mob of dancers as she looked straight at Enid while singing, "Hey, I just met you. And this is crazy. But here's my number. So call me maybe. It's hard to look right, at you baby. But here's my number. So call me maybe." Enid meanwhile had a big happy smile on her face, as Wednesday and her flash mob were doing a precise synchronized dance, while a happy Wednesday sang, "Hey, I just met you. And this is crazy. But here's my number. So call me maybe. And all those other boys, tried to chase me. But here's my number. So call me maybe."

Then a happy Enid jumped out of her seat laughing, and then hugged Wednesday. Many people in the restaurant applauded and cheered. Then once Enid was done hugging Wednesday, she asked, "Where did you hire a band and a flash mob so quickly?" Then a grinning Wednesday said, "Well apparently having my autobiography turned into a Netflix show has made me kind of famous. Also, it didn't dawn on me till now if I just asked people for favors very sweetly and nicely, a lot more people are willing to help you. So now then... shall we return to our hotel room?" Then Enid made a big excited smile as she said, "Yes, we shall!"

***

Wednesday and Enid lay naked next to one another in bed as a very pleased Enid said, "Wow Wednesday. Just… wow. I mean… it's not like we did any type of new positions, but… the way you moved your fingers and the way you kissed me… it was like I was having sex with you for the first time all over again. I mean just now you were so… soft, gentle, and patient. It felt so… magical." As Wednesday grinned, she said, "Enid, my love… you only deserve someone that loves you the way you love." Suddenly the two women heard screaming outside. The two women quickly got out of bed, and began to put their underwear on as they looked outside a nearby window. The two then saw the bear monster from earlier was in the middle of town running at people. As individuals fled in terror, a worried Enid said, "The monster is back. Come on. We have to do something."

***

A fully clothed Wednesday and Enid stood near the corner of an alley as they saw the bear monster slowly coming towards them. Enid then glanced at Wednesday as she said, "A lot of people are gonna be hurt if we don't do something. Okay... I'll wolf out and distract the creature. We're not in an open area this time, so I should be able to distract it. As I attack, you run up from behind with your sword and stab him to death." Wednesday suddenly looked shocked as she said, "Whoa! You want me to kill that creature!? But... what if that bear has a family with cubs that depend on it?" A confused Enid then said, "What the heck are you talking about Wednesday!? You never brought up these thoughts when you attacked monsters we faced in the past." Then a worried looking Wednesday said, "Oh God, I didn't. The Shtriga monster and all those lizard creatures I killed... what if they had offspring who then had to grow up without their parents? Oh my God! Am I the monster!?"

Then suddenly the old mystic woman ran onto the scene holing her scepter out. The old mystic woman hit the bear monster with scepter several times, causing the now injured bear to roar in pain. Then the bear monster used it's claws to hit the old mystic woman in the back, causing her to scream. The bear monster, which was also hurt, then ran away while growling. Enid then quickly ran over to the old mystic woman as she said, "Are you okay?" The old mystic woman slowly sat up as she said, "I will live... but I am not okay. I have been keeping that beast at bay for fifty years now, but that was the first time the creature has actually laid a claw on me. I am apparently finally too old for this. I have tried to keep the creature away from this town all my life without killing it... but it would seem we must finally end it's existence for the good of the many. The creature will likely return soon, so we must prepare. Do you know of someone that is capable of this task?" Enid then glanced at a nervous looking Wednesday while saying, "I thought I knew someone that was capable of that... but now I don't know..."

***

In an old abandoned warehouse, the old mystic woman laid against a wall looking weak, while Enid sat next to her. Wednesday meanwhile stood nearby at an open doorway looking concerned as she said, "What do I do if that monster comes back? It's my enemy... but I'm also it's enemy. Am I in the right if others believe me not to be?" Meanwhile Enid looked at the old mystic woman as she said, "So now my wife is caught in an ethical dilemma loop. It's like her dark memories and new bright personality are starting to become incompatible. What's going on with her?" The old mystic woman looked confused as she said, "I've never seen this happen before. Whenever I heal the wounds between loved ones, they always go back to normal. However... the way you describe your wife before I healed her... she doesn't sound anything like you."

Enid sighed, and then said, "Yeah, I'm aware of how different we both are. Look... is there a way you can restore my wife back to the way she was? To stop this creature, I think the tipping point is gonna require someone as dark and twisted as the true Wednesday Addams to save us." The old woman looked a bit concerned as she said, "Well... my magic scanned the structure of your mind to heal your wife earlier; which is indeed what caused her mind to become more like yours. Now with time, her old memories will better adapt to her new personality. However... if I perhaps focused on scanning all your memories of how your wife once was... that will cause her brain to snap back to the way it was. But I must say... anyone would think you'd be pleased to finally have a spouse that thinks and acts just like you. Why would you want your wife to return to the dark and twisted individual she used to be?"

Enid looked down for a moment, sighed, took a deep long breath, and then looked straight at the old mystic woman as she said, "Because that's who she is. That's the woman I chose to fall in love with... and that's the woman who chose to fall in love with me. Yes, sometimes I wish Wednesday was a little more... normal. There are moments occasionally when I wish Wednesday could understand my feelings better, and also be able to more clearly express hers. There are moments sometimes where Wednesday says and does certain uncomfortable things, and I wish she could fully grasp how uncomfortable those things she says and does makes me. There are days where I wish for just a split second that Wednesday could act just like me... but that's not who she is... and that's okay. Wednesday Addams is a cold and dark woman who barely knows how to grasp emotions and feelings... but despite all that... she still chose to marry me. The woman who had practically no room in her heart to love anyone... fell in love with me... and knowing that I was the one and only person in the world that Wednesday Addams chose to fall in love with... makes me the happiest woman in existence every day... even though I can't fully share in that happiness with her."

The old mystic woman sighed as she looked down for a moment. Wednesday then walked over the two, and sat down with a smiling face while saying, "Hey Enid. Sorry I've been so scattered brained today. You've been so understanding and supportive with me. Honestly... of all the things I've told you today, there's one very important thing about my feelings I still haven't said yet. You see..." Suddenly the old mystic woman put her hands on both Wednesday and Enid's heads. Wednesday immediately stopped talking as the three women's bodies glowed. As Wednesday looked like she was caught in a trance, a smiling Enid said, "I love you Wednesday Addams... but I can't love a woman who isn't 100 percent the real Wednesday Addams." A worried looking Wednesday then opened her mouth as she said, "Enid, I... I..." A smiling Enid then put one finger on Wednesday's mouth as she said, "Shh. It's okay. You'll tell me how you feel in your own way."

Suddenly the bear monster burst through a wall in the building and made a loud roaring noise. Just as the three women stopped glowing, Enid stood up and yelled, "I got this! Raaa!" Then Enid quickly wolfed out. Her body within seconds became a tall strong werewolf as she ran towards the bear monster. Enid threw several punches at the bear monster, but the bear monster deflected each attack with it's claws. Then the bear monster punched Enid in the stomach several times, causing Enid to lose her breath. Enid tried to attack again, but the bear monster quickly grabbed Enid and threw her hard to the ground. The bear monster then raised it's claws up ready to give a deadly blow to Enid, while a hurt Enid laid on the ground looking scared.

Then suddenly... Wednesday Addams jumped up with her sword in her hand... and immediately cut the bear monster's head off. Blood spat into the air and hit Wednesday's face and clothing, as the monster's body fell to the ground. Wednesday then stood still for a moment; a cold unfeeling look on her face, a sword in her hand, and spats of blood covering her face and body. Wednesday then looked down at Enid, and with a practical tone to her voice, Wednesday plainly said, "The creature is dead, the town is now safe, and we have survived. Let us return to our hotel room now." Enid then transformed back to her regular human form, and began to put a spare change of clothes on. However as she did, Enid had a small look of sadness in her eyes.

~19 Years Ago:

Teenage Wednesday Addams was typing on her type writer in her dorm room at Nevermore Academy, while all alone. Teenage Enid then suddenly walked into the dorm room as she said, "Hey. You missed a great party in Yoko's dorm. Anyway, I am so tired from all the dancing. I am heading straight to bed." Wednesday kept a straight face as she said, "Excellent. Perhaps I shall get a decent amount of sleep tonight, instead of hearing your music blasting from your ear buds. Now then... I must procure a new blanket for myself before heading to bed. Thing apparently cut up my old one in an attempt to build a small 'house' for himself." Enid then made a warm smile as she said, "You know... you could sleep with me in my bed to keep warm. That one time we slept together the other week... that was the most comfortable and deepest sleep I ever felt." Wednesday however looked slightly annoyed and worried as she said, "I... I... I would prefer to look for one of my spare blankets first."

Wednesday then went into her closet, as a smiling Enid said, "Well... the offer still stands indefinitely in case you change your mind." Then Enid laid down in her bed while laying on her side, with her back facing Wednesday's closet. Within minutes: Enid's eyes were closed, and her body was motionless. Then Wednesday slowly came out of the closet... and while wearing a black night gown, she slowly approached Enid's bed. Wednesday then stood still for a moment as she looked down at Enid. Then Wednesday moving slowly... got into Enid's bed, pulled the blanket over her body... and then laid beside Enid while hugging her. Wednesday's eyes then slowly closed as she drifted to sleep. However soon after Wednesday was fully asleep... Enid's eyes opened and she made a happy smile...

~Present Day:

Wednesday and Enid laid in their hotel bed naked together, as they had a blanket covering the lower halves of their bodies. As the two faced each other, a tired Wednesday said, "Tomorrow we shall head out and search for a group of criminals that my informants have told me are seeking to resurrect an ancient demon that once posed as a God to the local villagers' ancestors. We must ensure we carry extra holy water and explosives with us." Enid made a little smirk as she said, "Let me guess. In your mind, this is the perfect way to end our romantic vacation together." Wednesday kept a completely straight face as she said, "Of course it is. Now then... we must begin to sleep if we are to go into battle with sound mind and body tomorrow." Wednesday then closed her eyes as she moved her body into a comfortable sleeping position. Enid then made a warm smile as she said, "Is there anything else you wanna say to me?" As Wednesday's voice began to sound a bit groggy, she said, "No." Enid chuckled a bit, and then said, "Do you remember what you were gonna tell me before the old mystic woman fixed you up?" Wednesday began to drift to sleep, as she softly said, "No." Then after a minute of silence passed, a smiling Enid then said, "Wednesday?" However Wednesday was now fully asleep and didn't respond. Enid then simply laid her head on her pillow, and looked at her wife as she said, "Thank you for choosing me." Then Enid finally closed her own eyes, and the two married woman fell asleep beside one another.

THE END

...

...or maybe not...

EPILOGUE:

Wednesday laid asleep in bed, as her body began to toss and turn. As Wednesday slept, a very vivid dream began to enter her mind. In the dream, Wednesday saw herself in a dark place. Suddenly a dark cloaked figure began to walk towards her, as a mysterious sounding voice said, "How does it feel Wednesday Addams... to finally be completely defeated by the last person you ever expected to overpower you!?" Wednesday then suddenly opened her eyes, and saw she was still in the hotel bed next to Enid. Wednesday breathed heavily for a moment... and then closed her eyes while softly saying to herself, "That... that had to be dream. There is no chance that could have been an actual vision of the future. It... it simply wasn't..." Then Wednesday tried to drift back to sleep... while the memory of her recent dream continued to linger in her mind...

*Opening pictured created with AI

*Last two pictures created by @annietheartsyartist

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[bizarre-blorbo-bracket]

Round 1 poll 23: Judas Iscariot from the Bible vs Reynard the Fox from mideaval European Folklore

Propaganda under the cut:

Judas Iscariot

so i've always been sort of fascinated with the judas kiss as a thing in the bible. i was just always like dang it's wild that that exists. i would attempt to draw/paint/sketch it constantly in high school and i didn't really know why. the way i learned the name of the garden of gethsemane properly was one time i was feeling extremely faint as one does and as i was gripping my head on the floor of the bathroom, face a few inches from the tile, i just heard gethsemane, gethsemane, gethsemane repeating in my head over and over again. and i was like what the fuck is gethsemane and i looked it up and i was like OH. so fast forward a little little bit and i watch the last days of judas iscariot at a formative teenage year of my life and i am WOWED. i watch that last scene with jesus and judas MANY MANY TIMES. i'm OBSESSED i want to carve it out and eat it. after watching the play in full i show it to my actually catholic friend. she enjoys it. something about judas in that play clicks for me, and suddenly there's this whole context for my relationship with judas that makes a lot of sense to me, a traumatized former catholic. i become a HOUND for all media with judas in it. i am like a connoisseur and archive. i am just obsessed with it. i listen to clown bible in full. it makes me cry every time i listen to it. JUDAS by the reverent marigold WRECKS me because it's explicitly about judas as a scapegoat as an allegory for the trans experience with religion and it is a BANGER. like it's so good. i buy a copy of the script of the last days, of corpus christi by terrence mcnally, of judas by jeff loveness. i listen to several versions of jesus christ superstar in full and i am WOWED i did not expect it to be that good. someone on tiktok says that trans men's vocal chords thicken like cis men's on testosterone but don't lengthen, and that these shorter vocal chords make it easier for us to sing in a strong, natural falsetto. and i think about how jcs is full of really high tenors and briefly i start drawing red lines all over my life like, BOY HAS VISION OF GETHSEMANE AND IS TRANS BECAUSE THE UNIVERSE WANTS HIM TO PLAY A PRINCIPLE ROLE IN JCS??? and it's a brief lapse in sanity that i don't take seriously but one of my favorite jcs jesuses also had a weirdly prophetic vision of himself playing the part in jcs (i'm obsessed with him), and i'm like okay. i don't know what to do with all that information. anyway. i haven't played anyone in jcs and likely never will but i am still very attached to judas as like a mythological figure and symbol. i wrote an essay about him for an essay class that ended up being 19 pages unspaced. prof was warned beforehand that it was going to be long and she was very nice and encouraging about it um so thank god for that. yeah i have the absolute weirdest relationship with judas. and it has only been magnified with each new media and seeing people's various takes on judas as either redemptive/antihero/tragic figure/scapegoat/etc etc etc. currently obsessed with the parallels between him and jesus and him and mary magdalene in jcs. jcs ended up kind of extending the obsession to the three of them. i have a bust of jesus looking so so forlorn in my room. impulse buy. anyway. love him deeply obsessed with him turned me insane i think

Reynard the Fox

I feel like a mega weirdo for finding this medieval archetypal creature so endearing, especially considering the atrocities he commits in the stories he’s a part of. There’s just something so fun about a really old story about a bunch of morally grey animals engaging in shenanigans meant to satirize and mirror our society.

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[isnovelman]

Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? Side Story Chapter 13

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“Because of those bad rumors, when I went to the department alone, the only senior who looked after me and took care of me without prejudice was Dohee.”

“She was a real wingless angel. When I was thinking about taking a leave of absence because of a big problem in my family, even though Dohee was busy, took part in the work and helped out until dawn, so I didn't drop out of school.”

“She was a senior with a really good personality, but she looked so busy that she couldn’t even talk properly… .”

“Everyone liked Dohee, but I’m really, really sorry.”

“You know what? When the staff cleaning the hallway collapsed, senior Dohee gave first aid and called an ambulance, so I was able to receive treatment right before a major problem occurred.”

“She was really kind, so there were a lot of good kids around her. I couldn't even talk because Kim Han-jun sunbae kept her from coming.”

“Ah, that dog is the real senior bastard.”

I'm so grateful that someone told me what I wanted to say.

“Ah, but Kim Han-jun, that crazy little dog is funny.”

“Why?”

“Suddenly, while drinking, he called out Dohee's name and he was sobbing and vomiting, and he wasn't even angry. I was filming a new monodrama by myself, but I saw something I couldn't really see!”

“You can’t see that person’s face these days, so what is he doing?”

“I don't know. He said that he was drinking alcohol every day, and then Matteng went and couldn't doze off, and he just took a leave of absence before the semester started. Rumor has it that he is still drunk these days.”

It's not that Mattang didn't graduate because he went, but he didn't have any skills at all.

The professor would never let him pass the thesis, and even if he graduated, there was no answer, so he was on an indefinite leave of absence to save his face. It's called an honorable death.

“Oh, by the way, is there anyone in touch with Dohee’s senior family members?”

“I keep getting letters to the department office to see if her family has moved. It must have been written down as the second address on the paper.”

“What letter?”

“It’s a letter from a facility kid that Dohee-senpai donated. So it's kind of like calling not to send... ”

“Wow, only real waves and waves are coming out. ”

“That’s it.”

As I listened to them, I quickly walked towards the department's office where the letter from the child was.

thought body spoke to me as I was moving silently.

- There are too many people who like you here without knowing it.

-… I see. I didn't know.

I just scratched the tip of my nose. Although semi-transparent state did not scratch properly .

- That's why, Lucifer's curse that covered your soul was purged in an instant, and a strange thing happened when the God sensed your lost soul.

- What kind of anomaly?

-You are not originally born in Korea, but you were born.

-right.

- Two completely unrelated dimensions intersect, and cracks form at the intersection, allowing you to see the future of this place, albeit for a moment. The future of Asteria without you.

-ah! That +19 novel.

-yes. It's like reading a prophecy.

- If possible, I'll show you to the end.

The thought-form caused a great ripple as if sympathizing again.

-If the rift was bigger, we could have seen more of the future.

- The writer was not lazy. Anyway, I was lucky enough to have averted a planned catastrophe thanks to reading the novel.

I felt a strange feeling.

It's a phone call, and it seems that only bad luck comes in succession in life.

Life in the previous life seemed like only misfortunes were overlapped at first glance, but there were good relationships within it, and thanks to not losing goodwill, I was able to quickly escape the curse of the great devil.

'Also, the knowledge I gained here was very helpful.'

Thanks to different experiences and information about the future, I was able to face the devil more easily.

-Maybe, there won't be a single moment of meaningless time... .

Shoot-ah-

The moment I entered the department's office, a strong wind blew in through the open window, and the white letter on the desk fluttered like a butterfly. It was a reply from a child who I used to sent monthly donations and letters.

They were scattered one by one by the wind, and I slowly scanned the contents in the sunlight that shattered like jewels.

[thank you.]

I filled my eyes with the four letters engraved at the end of the letter.

It was probably the only word I wanted to hear the most in my previous life. And I felt that a true farewell to this world had come.

- Thank you too.

I muttered a bit bitterly. Now it was time to go back to where we were.

***

… I thought so.

-Hey, Mr. Thought?

It seems like it's time to go slowly, but at some point the guy doesn't answer.

-Mr thought-nim?

So I politely called.

-Answer me. I want to go home! You brought me all the way here, so I need you to take me home.

Where did he really go? Is it possible to become a ghost wandering the campus like this?

- This kind of joke is no fun. If you don't show up in 3 seconds, I know how to grind it to a fine powder as soon as I get out! Don't you think I can't break dragon bones? So, to be honest, it's a waste, but you know I'm very rich, right?

I even threatened outright that I would change the body, but the guy doesn't think about responding.

- Ha, what's really going on.

I scoured the campus for a while, trying to find the thought body, and then I felt exhausted, so I sat in the back of the faculty room where I was always sitting and fell on my desk.

- Where the hell did you go?

'I wonder what happened in the sanctuary that contained the rosary?'

But if it were, the thought body would have sensed it first and took action, but it was strange that it was so quiet.

-If you sleep like this, a miracle like that might happen the next day when you wake up in bed.

Deborah Bing's early days of 'sleep', which she tried many times while denying reality!

I didn't come to the place where I slept the best for nothing.

- through this time.

I lay on my stomach for a while and closed my eyes when suddenly something tapped my shoulder.

… wh, who?

I raised my head in amazement, and then I looked at the person in front of me and opened my eyes wide.

-Who the hell are you?

- By any chance, you don't know me?

A soft smile crossed the man's eyes.

I was lost for a moment, then I came to my senses and coughed in vain.

-… Because he's the one I know.

The reason why I didn't recognize it for a moment was because Isidor was wearing an unfamiliar outfit.

- Probably right?

He was wearing a slim fit shirt with a toned body, and even had a watch on his wrist.

He grabs the desk and leans his head in front of me. He had a tight vein on his forearm, with his shirt rolled up.

He smiled as if he was going to decorate the cover of a foreign men's magazine, and he gently trimmed my messy hair.

- Am I dreaming?

- Please. It's time to go home, Deborah Youngae.

-by the way… Sir Isidor, why are you dressed like that?

- These clothes. Don't like it?

-no way. Handsome. the best. Perfect. thank you!

Since it was a state of the soul, the truth began to come out without any fuss.

-I tried to imitate the costume of the portrait that the princess had kept in the past, and you really like this. But who is that bastard? I thought it looked pretty good.

-uh?

- Princess, I saw the house of your previous life.

Aww! aww! Wait a minute.

Come to think of it, the clothes Isidor is wearing. It is similar to the one worn by the GQ cover model I kept in the box in my previous life.

That's... .

- Have you been watching Isidore? Since when!?

-Is it from the time the Princess followed Locke Visconti with a very excited face?

- Me, when am I? And if you're by my side, give me a sign! too bad!

-When the thought body pulled the princess's soul out of the body, my soul came with it too, but even though I could hear it and see it, my voice couldn't reach it.

- Why?

- The thought body didn't seem to want to be interrupted by the conversation with the princess. Maybe now he's allowed us to meet.

He looked around slowly with his characteristic quest planted eyes.

- It's a strange dimension. The fact that he has no mana at all and he has a high-level civilization. This stuff is also interesting.

He looked at the magazine and said, waving his wrist watch that he realized.

- You seem to have already adapted to this place.

Maybe Isidor is the real possessive body. Now, he was a Harley Queen's male protagonist, who can be seen by anyone.

-If I could understand the language here, I would have known better about Princess, but that's a pity.

Isidore didn't seem to understand the words of his family and classmates due to the language barrier. But everything else seemed to have been grasped through conversations between me and the thought body.

- If you didn't see it with your own eyes, it would have been hard to believe.

He said in a voice full of determination.

- thanks.

- what?

- Not so long ago, Princess-sama thought our world was a novel. But in order to be considerate of me, I tried to hide that part and tell only the truth and the core as much as possible.

-.....

As always, he is very kind.

-you… Makes me feel like a really good, nice person. every time.

- You're a good person, aren't you? So it must have been love at first sight Twice.

It was a contradiction to fall in love at first sight, but it was true only to the two of us.

He smiled as he loosened his tie.

-I want to explore this world more, but I don't think the time will be long... .

- Do you know where the thought body is?

-yes. But before...

-yes?

- In the past, who was the man that the princess held until the portrait?

Obviously, he is smiling brightly like a flower, but I can feel the thorns inside.

Although there is a language barrier, there is no barrier to painting, so Isidor was mistaken for the GQ magazine as a portrait of a certain man.

I can't even tell a proper lie because I'm in a state of my soul and I can't make up my face. It is impossible to overwrite that magazine with Yoon Do-yeon, a blood relative of a previous life!

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[cherryjuixce]

Misunderstanding.

Chapter 1

OC x Simon Ghost Riley

Warnings: swearing, mentions of blood and guns, nothing brutal.

“And this will be your office”

I entered the small room, with a desk in the middle along with a computer on it. There was some bookshelves behind it with books that probably nobody ever read so they were full of dust. Near the window was a medical bed and next to it a simple bed side table.

“You got everything you need to start working here don’t worry” Price said behind me. “Is it.. alright?” He nervously asked because I didn’t say a word as soon as we entered the whole base.

I turned to him with a smile “Of course, everything is great” He smiled at me and handed me the keys of the office. “But Price do you expect me to sleep on the medical bed?” I added with a smirk.

“Oh, no of course not, I can’t believe I forgot about that. Follow me.” I stared back at the office once again before we left the room.

"Are you happy to be back?" Price asked me as soon as we exited the room. "I'm happy to see you" I answered. He stared at me for a while and said "You know this will be nothing like last time.."

Gun shots, blood, screaming. It flooded my mind every time someone mentioned the past. I wanna forget about it already, but is that even possible?

"Do you think it was meant to be that way?" I quietly said suddenly very interested in the wall behind him, I couldn't even look at him because I knew i would break.

"I wanna say that everything happened for a reason, but a part of me wished it didn't" I turned to look at him now. "Now it's just up to you, and how you will decide if the future will be the same or better. And I'll be here to support you" He smiled at me and I did too. "Thanks"

As we were walking through dimly lit hallways, now and then I would hear a thump or a yell above us. Not questioning it I looked above me and Price read my mind. “Those are the guys practicing on the second floor, they’re probably sparring” I hummed.

 “Ghost is probably kicking Soaps ass” Price quickly muttered and before I could say something he added “ You’ll meet them later, they are all nice.” I bit back a smile when we both came to a stop.

“So here is your room, and here is your key. We didn’t have time to put your name on the door but we will soon” Price said while handing me the keys. “The room is absolutely the same like others no pressure in that. And you came just in time for dinner at 19:00pm so you can meet me and the others then if you don’t need anything else”

I looked at him and said with a smile “Copy that Cap” He smiled and said a quiet ‘see ya’ while leaving me in front of my room. I let a big sigh out that I didn’t even know I was holding in.

---

While I was locking my office doors I glimpsed at my watch that was showing 19:08pm. I was running a little late for dinner but I had to finish unpacking otherwise that would be the only thing I think about while eating.

Thinking about food made me even more hungry, but that thought was quickly off my mind as I saw someone staring at me dumbfounded a few meters away from me.

“Uh hello” I said confused a bit.

“Who the hell are you?” said the man with a clear scottish accent and probably twice my size. “Oh my name is Scarlett, I’m supposed to be your new physician?” I said sounding even more confused.

Did Price not tell them anything about me coming at all? I thought for a moment “What? Physician? Captain never said anything about a physician..” There you go. That bastard couldn’t even say anything to save me from these uncomfortable situations. “Look lady, I don’t mean to hurt you-“

 “Hurt me?”

 “But I think it would be for the best for you to say your full name, who sent you here and who you’re working for, now.” The man said while coming up to me and slowly gripping my collar.

“And who do you think I am?” I said in a low voice, testing him. He picked me up a bit more saying “Lady I won’t ask again, and I know I sweared never to hit a woman but you’re making it really hard right now”

Wow, this guy could be really nice if he wasn’t gripping me by my shirt and holding me in the air, while trying to interrogate a literal doctor that was assigned to help him and his team.

“Dude what are you doing?” a new voice said from behind me. The man holding me and I both looked in that direction from where we heard the voice. “What are you doing with the physician?”

“What the hell, you too Gaz?! What is going on here?” The man dropped me and looked at both of us even more confused than before.

“She’s the new personal physician’s crew, why were you holding her?” the man that was name apparently Gaz said. The guy with the Scottish accent  just stared at me more. I lowered my gaze at him and he was slightly surprised that I looked at him that way, “Oooh you ARE the new physician”

Silence.

“You still have no idea who she is?”

 “No.”

Gaz quickly came to us and said “Sorry for that, my name is Kyle but everyone here calls me Gaz” he put his hand in front of me and I shook it “Don’t be scared of him, he just forgot who you are”

 “Scarlett, nice to meet you and believe me that I wasn’t scared in the slightest” I said with a small smile.

“Uh I’m so sorry for coming at you like this, I just remembered that I slept through Price’s meeting this morning-“

 “Yeah you did” Gaz quickly added

 “So if we can start over? My name is John Soap Mactavish” he whipped his hand out in front of me “Soap?” I asked questionably while shaking his hand. “Yeah that’s what the guys call me here, pretty cool ain’t it?” he smirked while resting his hands on his hips. Gaz and I both looked at each other and while he laughed I was holding back hard.

“Yeeahh, so cool man” Gaz said while laughing and Soap looked at the ground embarrassed. “Don’t worry, I think it’s great” I said lightly tapping his shoulder.

“But if you wrinkle my collar again I will break your fingers, okay?” I said with a smile, gripping his shirt in return.

 And Soap noted not to do that again.

---

“You’re all late” Price said from his seat. Gaz, Soap and I all sat with him with our trays giving glances to each other. “Sorry Cap, we had a tiny misunderstanding with Scarlett” Gaz said holding back his laugh.

“What? What happened Scarlett?” Price looked at me with furrowed brows. “Nothing, all good Cap!” I said with a smile, lightly pushing Soaps knee under the table. He looked at me slightly confused and I mouthed ‘you’re dead’ while continuing to eat my food. Soap looked at Gaz for support but Gaz was half way into eating his food not even paying attention to us.

“Ghost didn’t come down?” Soap was quick to change the subject. “Yeah he did, he’s just eating in his room” His room? I thought about what Price just said, I guess someone is an introvert.

“He usually eats with us-“ Price looked towards me again “-but I think he was a bit shy meeting you” I looked at him confused. “Woah Cap don’t give her a confidence boost, he doesn’t mean that kind of shy doc” Soap said while laughing a bit.

“How do you and Cap know each other?” Gaz asked with his mouth full, pointing his fork at me and Price.

“We go way back” Price said not looking at him at all. I was contemplating if I should add something but I stayed silent, Gaz a bit disappointed in Prices answer.

While I continued eating I listened to different topics that didn’t involve me the guys talked about, the name Ghost coming to my mind every now and then.

What an unusual name.

---

“So what did you do before you came here?” the 100th question Soap has asked me already while we were walking back from dinner.

“I was a drug dealer”

 Lying, hoping it would shut him up now. “Aah nice one doc, now really what did you?” Soap said while laughing. “Good night Soap” I waved him while walking to my room “I won’t stop asking you that doc! See you tomorrow!!” Soap yelled behind me.

The dimly lit hallway I was walking through reminded me of that place again. Why couldn’t I forget about it already? The faint smell of flesh and sweat suddenly flooding my mind. His disgusting voice. It will be engraved in my mind until I die, even then I might still think about it. How could I be so fucking stupid? Why wasn’t I paying attention? If only I listened to my inner voice for once and didn’t go there, would I be happy today? Would I be happy with myself? Everything would be different that’s for sure. And..would he be-?

Shutting my thoughts for a second and realizing what I’m about to think about made me stop in my tracks and look behind me. I’d have to remind myself that I’m not in that place anymore and probably never will be. I hope.

Taking the keys of my room out of my pocket and preparing myself for another restless night I could hear light footsteps near me and feel breath just above my ear.

Swinging my arm and catching the persons also behind me and looking absolutely surprised.

“Nice reflexes.”

A deep british accent, about 6 feet, and a balaclava that covered his whole face only being able to see his eyes.

“Ghost.” I said slightly out of breath.

“How do you know my name.”

“You’re quite popular around here, a tall and mysterious man that likes to lurk and watch from a far. Don’t think I haven’t noticed you staring at me through the glass doors of my office, it was just a matter of time before I knew your name”

“Hm.”

“Is everyone trying to test me today or is it just you and Soap-?”

“What are you doing here?” He quickly cut me off.

“I’m here to do my job, is that a problem sir?”

He stayed silent while looking at me, observing.

“We don’t need anymore help, we have enough medical staff”

“You think I don’t belong here?”

“I don’t think, I know.”

Well that was a nice first impression, I thought.

He let me go after he said that only to go to the door right next to me.

 Great. What a polite neighbour.

#simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x oc #captain john price #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #cod mw2 fanfic #scarlett au

[novellagg]

NOW PLAYING ──

[▶] Clip 1: Scaredy cat line playing a horror game on a livestream, but Eunjeong and Sujin can't stop swearing.

They hadn't even played 5 minutes of the game, yet Aina was already cowering in the back of the webcam, passing the mouse over to Sujin instead. Once their character reached an ominous looking black door, Su-Jin abruptly paused.

“There is no way I'm going inside.”

“Come on guys, it isn't even that scary-” Eunjeong snatched the mouse from Su-Jin and opened the door. Suddenly, a loud scream emerged from the computer's speakers- “FU**”

The room instead filled with their silent laughter and wheezing as they tried to recover from the jumpscare. Meanwhile, the live chat struggled to keep up with the amount of ‘ㅋㅋㅋ’ and ‘jajaja’ being spammed.

Two more jumpscares and a lot more swearing later, a staff member came into the room and hurriedly told them to end the live.

A few days later, Aina went live again, this time alone in her studio.

“Did you get scolded?” She giggles while hiding her face in her hands, “yeah the unnies got scolded a lot by our manager… I think they might be banned from going live.”

[▶] Clip 8: Nari is worryingly competitive during the pepero game.

“Hey. don't pull away from me no matter what.” Nari gave Aina an 'ok' gesture with her hands as she placed the chocolate stick between her lips.

“Okay, whenever you're ready.” The MC spoke from behind Nari and Aina, watching closely to make sure there was no foul play.

Nari and Aina moved towards each other with sudden haste, causing the members to let out a chorus of shocked gasps. For just a moment, Aina hesitated and began to laugh, but Nari kept going, causing them to kiss abruptly before falling apart.

The entire studio erupted into chaos.

“What?! Did you just kiss??” Someone yelled.

Aina looked defeated, lying on the floor and clutching her stomach as she let out a painful laugh.

“Hey! So what!" Nari jumped up with the crumb in her hands and kissed Sujin on the cheek.

Amongst all of the pandemonium, the MC just stood there, confused, and in silence.

[▶] Clip 12 + 13: Dambi being a homosexual on ‘Bi-Live’.*

*Bi-Live is what she calls her live streams.

"Have you ever given white day chocolates? No, I went to an all girls school.” She kept reading through the live comments absentmindedly, “I got a lot of Valentines Day chocolates, though.”

“Which idol is most your type? Oh-” she doesn't even take 2 seconds to think before answering-“fromis_9 Jiheon, she's so pretty.” Dambi chose to politely ignore the ‘I meant a male idol’ comment that shortly followed.

[▶] Clip 15: Aecha being interrogated by Jonathan on theKstarnextdoor for her compulsive butt spanking habits.

“This next one is for Aecha Noona. K-Butt sniper-” Nari, Haeun, and Dambi instantly burst out laughing.

“Wow. I had a feeling this was gonna to be talked about.” Nari jested while smiling.

“Yeah, it really needs to be brought up more. It's becoming troublesome.” Dam-Bi added with a straight face.

“We have multiple pictures of you touching the members butts, is there a magnet or…? What do you have to say for yourself?” Jonathan held up a collage of at least 20 pictures.

Aecha giggled nervously, pupils shaking as she scanned the paper. “Um, how do I respond to this?-" The studio audibly laughs around her- “their butt's are very satisfying to squeeze, like a fidget toy you know?” Her hands were squeezing the air in a very, *questionable* way.

“Ok, that's nice, but can you please put your hands down? I don't want our show to be rated 19+.”

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A/N: whoops, guess who made this in a rush instead of studying for their mock exams (*＾3＾)/～☆ i wasn't gonna post this but i spent so long trying to edit the graphic in my tablet so i thought i'd share ♡ creds to @/desi6ner for the template!

#fake kpop group #kpop oc #fictional idol community #fictional idol group #novellagg #.𖥔 ݁ ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ . ── (ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢꜱ) #fake kpop girl group

[harryforvogue]

Part Two | Chapter Fourteen: Who Knows How Long I've Loved You

Newport, Rhode Island

July 1919

The cemetery is just as one would imagine it to be in the middle of the night, eerie and cold, with shadows lurking, making you question your sanity. The church stands to the left of it and the entire land is surrounded nearly all the way by a forest. The wind blows, strangely cold despite it being July. I should have brought a shawl, I think, as I walk past the gates, careful not to step on any headstones embedded into the ground. The earth crunches beneath my foot, my arms around my body.

The priest besides me nods his head towards the cemetery and then disappears as he walks in the dark to the church. "I'll have someone wait outside for you," he calls out from somewhere. He finally understood that I was trying to say cemetery.

I only see the figure when I squint. It's a shape I recognize all too well, sitting with its knees drawn to it's chest, resting its back on the concrete headstone.

I approach with caution even though all I want to do is march up to him and demand what his problem is. One look at his face though wipes any rage I have directed at him, the odd squeeze of my stomach returning as I settle down beside him, knees on the cold, grassless ground.

His eyes are closed, but when he senses me, they open, and a small smile spreads across his lips. "You found me."

"I did."

"Did I worry you?"

I touch his frigid hand and sit besides him, resting my back on the tombstone. "You have no idea, Styles."

"I'm sorry."

I don't want to make him feel guilty so I change the topic. Glancing back at the headstone, I ask, "Who's grave is this?"

Harry's head rolls until it lands on my shoulder and I freeze, alarmed by the physical intimacy. I haven't spoken to him all day, it seems like I haven't seen him in days.

"Nedjem Bahman III."

"Wow."

"I know. It's quite a name." Harry's voice rumbles softly, his breath against my neck, suddenly the only warm part of my body. "He'd say in his thick French accent, 'Hey, man, that's unfair, non? You've got a stupid name too! Edward? Stupid!'."

I turn to look at the grave again, reading. "He was only 19." I gently begin to trace over the inscription, too dark to be legible.

"His aunt is beside him."

I follow where he's pointing to find the grave of Noor Bahman, slightly older with more moss on the concrete. I don't see an inscription on her headstone.

Silence engulfs us again. I stop touching Nedjem's headstone, feeling as if I'm being too intrusive. Surely a living stranger doesn't want to be touched, and a dead one may feel the same. I imagine an apparition in front of me, faceless, a ghost in a uniform I saw my own husband in. He glares down at me for sitting against the stone. I pull away from it. Eternal peace does not include getting touched by random strangers.

Harry stares into the woods, unblinking. "A cemetery is very creepy at night," he finally says, voice rough from lack of use.

"True," I say nervously, tugging on my sleeves. "I feel like someone's watching me."

"I like to think every soul in this graveyard is looking at us."

This statement certainly doesn't help my nerves. "Oh."

"I think it's quite comforting. Technically, that means we're not alone."

"Yeah," I say, looking around, "just surrounded me by ghosts that may or may not be friendly."

Harry nods. "That's true, but we haven't done anything to these ghosts so I doubt they'd be upset with us. I don't know them, so I couldn't have done anything to them." He pauses, thinking. "And I don't believe I've done anything to Nedjem that may have made him upset with me. Anyways, I've been here for hours and he's yet to attack me."

"I hope you know that if we're attacked, we will be powerless against supernatural forces. And don't most ghosts just move on after they die?"

"Depends," Harry muses. "On religion, I think. And personal beliefs."

I turn to look at him. "So why do you think all the ghosts are just hanging out here? What do you believe in?"

He tilts his head down to look at me with his light eyes that somehow show even in the darkest night. "I don't know. It's just a feeling."

"And it doesn't, I don't know, freak you out?"

"It used to," he answers and stands up, holding a hand out for me to grab onto. He releases my hand immediately after I stand up, though I wish he hadn't done that. We walk side by side in silence once more.

"We're allowed to choose if we want."

"Sorry?"

"Where we want to be buried. Nedjem said he wouldn't mind being buried anywhere. It's not like it matters. I would tell him that that's not true."

I resist a shudder at the thought of Harry picking a place to be buried. I'm paralyzed by the idea of Harry being one of the ghosts that haunt me as I walk through the graveyard. I close my eyes and pretend he's a ghost, too see if I'd be okay having fully accepted his death. It only cripples me more.

Harry says, "You want to know where I said I'd like to be buried?"

I do want to know, and eventually I think I'll ask him, but not tonight. "No," I reply quietly. "If that's okay."

Harry stops walking, grabbing my upper arm to stop me as well. "It wasn't going to be far from you."

The nausea is returning. I can't look him in the eyes. "That's not what I was worried about. I'd just really not like to imagine you...dead."

"Well, I'm not dead. It won't make a difference now."

"I'd really not like to know, Harry," I repeat firmly, finally glancing at him. His eyes are concentrated on my face, trying to read me. I recognize the expression as it's been on my face too many times when I've tried to read him. "Let's just go back. It's been a long day."

I pull my arm away and begin walking. I can't imagine him as a ghost anymore because I hear his heavy footsteps and then feel his fingers wrap around my wrist. He doesn't stop me from walking, but he doesn't hold my arm tenderly either. It's a firm grip, a reminder that he's still behind me. We walk quietly to the road and then stop.

The car the priest has called for us is gone.

"I'll go back and ask the priest for a phone," I say.

"No," Harry cuts in before I can head to the church, "let's walk."

I glance up, startled. "It's at least two miles!"

"We can do it," he says in a voice that suggests that maybe we can. He begins walking and waits for me to join.

***

"Tell me about Nedjem."

I wish I wasn't curious, but I am. Terribly so. And Harry hasn't spoken for twenty minutes.

Harry thinks for a long time before beginning, probably trying to figure out where to start. "He enlisted when he turned 18. On his birthday, actually, because he said he wanted to see some action." Harry's mouth curves into a little smile. "Action is certainly what he got. I didn't train with him, but he was in my company and after they tested us on our skills, we were both selected to be sharpshooters, so we spent a lot of time together. He didn't talk at first, but when I'd talk, he'd find something he agreed with me on, and that's how we got close."

Harry stops talking after that. Unfortunately, I still want to know more. "How long were you two together?"

"Only 7 months. Then I never saw him again."

That is it. The story is over. And he says it so easily, but when I look up at his face, the smile is gone, now replaced by hard lines between his eyebrows and a clenched jaw. He doesn't say anything.

Instead, he changes the topic. "How did you find me?"

"It took a while," I admit, "but the priest helped me. I started asking for you at the hotel and he was there in the office. I just had a feeling you were here. I wanted to be wrong. I really would have liked it if you told me where you were."

"I was going to be back soon."

"How was I supposed to know that?"

"Sorry."

I don't like the sound of the apology, not because it sounds forced, but because it sounds genuine and pained. After the scene and discussion from last night -- not to mention the one that just occurred at the graveyard -- I want to keep the feelings of guilt and regret away from Harry as much as possible. Perhaps I'm a coward for not knowing how to deal with him when he gets caught up in these feelings, speaking of things that terrify me, or maybe I just wish to relieve him from the ill-feelings altogether by ignoring them. Out of mind, out of sight. It's a phrase that I'd be a villain to use here, but it makes me sick to think there are emotions Harry doesn't speak about. Things that I cannot cure, despite my existence in Harry's life being a balm to his wounds created by his father. Those stitches seem to open and a temporary fix is what I can provide him, but anything permanent is out of the question. Now, dealing with the war, I'm not sure I have answers to anything.

But this internal turmoil in my chest reminds me of his tone last night when explaining to me what he'd done during the war. Though it wasn't in great detail, it still supplied him with anguish, and while I want to pretend it doesn't affect us, it does. My way of dealing with it, being the healer that I am trying so desperately to be, is ineffective.

Last night, he'd shown he just wished to be accepted, including his sins. I can do that, but I fear it soon won't be enough.

"What are you thinking about?" Harry asks, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"You, of course."

His body trembles as he shivers. "Am I in trouble? You're right. I should have told you.."

"You should have. But that's not what I'm worried about."

"What is it?" he asks.

I stop walking, wrapping my arms around myself. "I don't know what I'd ever do if I lost you. I can't imagine living the way I do, waking up in the morning alone, falling asleep alone, for the rest of my life. I would never remarry. I would never look at a man without thinking of you. I swear, Harry... if you died, I would die too."

Harry, an otherwise collected person, surges forward and grabs my face, pulling it up. "You don't get to say that," he says, shockingly angry, stepping forward. "If I died, you would move on or I'd be so bloody pissed off with you."

I'm frozen in place for a moment, distracted by his hands on me. And then his words sink in. Anger runs through my own body and I push him away. "Don't you dare tell me what to do when you die, Harry!"

"Don't be so stupid then. You would move on, even if it's the last thing you did, and I know this because I know you."

"You think I'd move on from you and just find a man and live happily ever after? God, you're the worst!"

"I'm the worst?" he says incredulously. "For wanting your happiness?"

"You're the worst for not even knowing me!"

"You think I don't know my own wife?"

"You don't, or you never would have said that!"

"Clearly you don't know me either if you're suggesting I'm going to die by my own fucking hand!"

"I don't know if you're going to die by hurting yourself, Harry, but every time I look at you, I see anger and pain on your face and I know it's directed at nobody except yourself. How many times are we going to have this fight?"

"Until you give up on me, it seems," Harry says, grabbing my arm again.

"Fuck," I say, pushing him off. I begin walking again. "Seems like we'll be here all of eternity then."

He stops walking and pulls me back immediately with a rough yank. Startled, I lose balance and fall against him. His mouth is desperate on mine, hand on the back of my neck. Stunned by the intensity of the kiss, it takes me a moment to register what is happening, but the need to feel him and melt into him returns so fiercely, I stop breathing. I'm on my tiptoes suddenly, kissing him firmly, over and over, telling him through my kisses that I'm here.

Not giving up on you. You can try all you want, but you're not scaring me, I tell him.

He sharply inhales when he pulls away, unable to breathe. "Fuck's sake."

"One more. Please just one more," I whisper, grabbing his shoulders. He kisses me, softly and lovingly.

"Sorry," he murmurs against my skin. "I was too rough."

I wipe the corner of my mouth and force air into my lungs. "I liked it. Do it more."

He doesn't acknowledge that, running a finger over his bottom lip. "Annaliese?"

"Yes."

"You're not enjoying this vacation, are you?"

"I am," I answer honestly, trying to catch my breath. He manually steers me around and beckons me to continue walking. My pulse is racing. "I'm just worried about what it's doing to you. You're opening up a lot and I love that--"

"But it's scary, isn't it? What I tell you, I mean." The corner of his mouth twists down. "I could tell from your tone this morning."

I clutch his shirt and pull him closer. I kiss him instead of answering. He's not ready for the kiss because he stumbles back and blinks questioningly at me. "Let's go home, please."

He begins walking. "Anytime you want me to stop talking about it, you can tell me. It's not easy to hear, I know."

The sky is so dark, it looks black with the exception of the moon and the stars. The road ahead of us is completely empty and silent, the rush of the cars and people talking now gone from the world. It seems like we're the only ones on the planet right now, our steps and breathing audible.

"I imagine it was harder to live through it."

"You're right," Harry muses. "It was hard, but if you didn't have to face it, I don't have to put that burden on you. I know you're a lot more..." he trails off.

"What?" I ask curiously. "Say it."

"You're a lot more emotional than me."

"Good. It's healthy."

"It is." He smiles a little bit. "I'm just afraid you'll kill someone if I tell you the full extent of it. It's not hard at all to rile you up, you know? I'd know. You'd threaten to kill me about a hundred times a day."

My heart jumps to my throat, remembering the man Harry used to be, constantly on my nerves, the root of my frustrations, but still the man I wanted.

"You were infuriating."

He smiles wider. "I imagine I still am."

"Thank God that hasn't changed."

We walk in silence then. My mind is reeling with theories of how Harry has found himself here, how he found the grave and knew exactly where to go. I think about all the destinations we've been to already and it only hits me now, our second destination this summer, that Harry has had a motive for each place. In Bellefonte, he saw his aunt who had just recently lost his son, a friend of Harry's, and now he's with another fallen friend of his. He seems to be sinker lower and lower into his despair and I feel stupid for not realizing this sooner.

The only question I can seem to understand is why he'd bring me along on this journey of misery? I am the one who has to see him deteriotiare as he spends time with the people who have been left. He'd seen the tears in his aunt's eyes and the looks of sadness in Grace's with a tight jaw and rigid eyes. If his physical discomfort told me anything about how he was feeling, I couldn't imagine the burden on his heart.

Yet after that trial, he's in Newport with another dead soldier, one even closer to him. Although he shows little physical discomfort right now, I still don't know what could be happening in his head.

Is this the reason for the vacation he so desperately proposed? To make himself feel bitter and angry?

Harry suddenly says, "I know you're curious as to how Nedjem died."

I spare him a glance and then look back towards the road. "I am, but I know I shouldn't be."

"But you are," he says with a smile. "I can tell you. It's all right."

"I don't want to disrespect you or Nedjem."

Harry looks heavenward and purses his lips. "Nobody could ever disrespect Nedjem. He was always laughing and cracking jokes. He would love to be talked about. I know you're curious and any person would be, especially knowing I have the answers. I didn't actually learn about him until today."

My face burns with embarrassment, suddenly ashamed at my accusations but glad I never said them out loud. "You found out today? From who?"

"Well," Harry says, scratching the back of his neck. "I overheard some people talking about it right before you came down for breakfast. In a town this small, rumors aren't to be trusted, but I was curious. I decided to see if it was true myself, and I had a feeling it was about Nedjem though they didn't mention a name. Small world, isn't it?"

"What did they say that made you interested?"

"They said someone had... recently died and weren't given a religious burial."

A wave of coldness runs through my body. "Oh."

Harry nods, glancing my way to check my reaction. "Yes. They said he returned from duty recently. The Tenth Army."

"Yours."

"Yes. Mine. But the Tenth Army was big. But then they mentioned... a particular battle. And I knew it was my company also. There were only a few of us left after it all." He swallowed. "So I knew it could only be him."

"But you said he was always laughing and didn't mind the jokes made about him."

"And that's how I knew he was suffering the worst out of all of us. I don't feel bad about his death because he's at peace." Harry smiles slightly. "Bastard still made me cry though. Won't forgive him for that one."

I picture Harry finding the headstone and sinking to his knees in tears, a hand over his heart like it usually is when he's overwhelmed with emotions. The image makes my arms tingle with discomfort, an ache somewhere between my ribs. I hear my feet landing on the gravel, the rocks and leaves crunching under my shoes, but it's hard to comprehend the movement, muscle memory. The only way it registers in my head that I'm about to trip is when Harry's large hand grabs my upper arm and he yanks hard, pushing me back against his chest. "Be careful!"

"Sorry. Keep going about Nedjem." When he doesn't, staring at me worriedly, I pat his arm and then rub the area he grabbed. It throbs.

Harry begins with a wary tone, still monitoring me. He looks at my feet then, as if making sure I'm a child and taking my steps properly. "Well, his family is Muslim. He left the religion a long time ago, and you know that committing suicide is a sin in most religions, so his family didn't know what to do. There's a section for Islamic graves in each cemetery, but the sheikh wouldn't allow him to be buried there because of those two sins. So instead of having a religious burial with the rest of his family who have passed away, they laid him next to Noor, who was also an atheist."

I swallow. "Do you know if he was an atheist or if he'd converted to a different religion?"

"I don't. We didn't talk about that in France."

I wonder what he did talk about with Nedjem and the other people in his company. I wonder what there was to talk about, having the knowledge that the people who were with you may not be there tomorrow or the next day.

"Besides," Harry continues, finally looking up. "I think it's good that he has his aunt at least. I'm not sure how close they were, but family is family at the end of the day."

I think about Harry's father and if Harry considers their relationship as family despite everything that has happened between them.

"Family is family," I agree. My parents are still my parents, no matter how absent.

He nods once and then says, "There's the hotel."

***

As I lay in bed, I feel guilty about thinking Nedjem wouldn't like to have us near his grave. He must have felt terribly lonely and empty when he was in his final moments. The thought keeps me awake, anxiety settled into my stomach like rocks. At one point, I have to sit up to breathe properly, leaning over to see Harry's sleeping figure on the floor. He looks peaceful as if he's not having any bad dreams, so I relax back against the mattress and stare at the ceiling, forcing my breath to slow down.

Finally, it's too much. I quietly push the blankets off my body and step into my slippers. I step over Harry as I walk to the closet and take my coat out, sparing him one more glance before stepping out of the room.

I know where I'm going as soon as I step outside, the warm air welcoming me. Moths stuck to the light outside our room are frightened, but then reattach themselves to the light after a few seconds. There's nobody else out their room right now, not even any smokers who have a late night craving. I walk to the stairs and then suddenly stop as a thought grabs me and forces me to reconsider how far I'll be from the hotel.

Harry could have another nightmare. He could be unable to breathe like last night. Aunt Geraldine had told me how safe he felt in my presence. I turn back immediately at the thought of what happened last night. The moths against the light are rustled again. I open the door and shut it behind me.

My efforts to stay quiet don't go so well as Harry scrambles into an upright position and shouts, "Who is it?!"

I hold my hands out and step closer so he can see me. "It's just me, mon cœur. It's alright."

Harry takes deep breaths and places a hand on his chest. "Fuck. You scared me. You shut the door so hard."

"I'm sorry. You're right. I did."

He peers up at me. "What happened? Where did you go?"

"Nowhere. It's a bit stuffy here. Wanted some air."

He rests his head back and takes a last deep breath. "Can't imagine it's better out there. You can't sleep?"

I shake my head. He presses a palm to his eye. "Oh," he mumbles. He yawns. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I tell him again, my throat tight. His ruffled hair falls into his eye and he doesn't bother to push it back, looking at me through the wispy strands.

He quietly watches me for a second before hesitantly putting his hand out. I sharply look down at it and then his face. "What do you need?" I ask him.

"Your hand," he says. "Come here."

I hesitate now, unsure how to take this invitation.

"Annaliese," he repeats impatiently.

I put my hand in his and let him lower me next to his body. To my surprise, he doesn't keep a distance between us and sleepily tugs me into his side, folding me into him. He rests his chin on my head and sighs.

"You're such a stubborn woman," he murmurs tiredly, chest vibrating as he speaks. "Why are you so stubborn?"

"What have I done that makes you think I'm so stubborn?" I argue quietly, tentatively resting my head against his collarbone. He smells like his vanilla body wash mixed with his shaving cream. I press my nose slightly into the dip of his neck and softly inhale.

"Everything you do," he answers, tilting his neck away. "That tickles."

"Stop moving away."

"See? Stubborn. Always want to get your way."

"You did it to me. You let me get my way before."

"Before," Harry muses. "Is that how we'll refer to our previous relationship?"

"I mean before you left. Not--"

"Not before I changed?" he interjects, picking his head up and tilting it down to glance at me. "We don't have to beat around the bush, Annaliese."

"I know."

His shoulders fall and his fingers touch my chin gently, tilting my head up. "Why are you breathing so fast?"

"That's not something you point out to people," I mumble, nudging his jaw with my forehead. He pushes back equally as hard. "I've missed being so close to you."

"Do you think I'm getting better at it? Touching you, I mean."

I nod, slowly pressing my nose against the side of his neck. His hand grips my knee harder. "Two weeks ago, you wouldn't have come a foot near me."

"That's so not true," he says, no doubt rolling his eyes.

"It's true. Are you comfortable?"

"I'm alright."

"I want you to be comfortable. How can I make you feel at ease? Where should I stop touching you?"

"Nowhere, please," Harry says, nudging me again. "I can handle it."

"Harry, you shouldn't be forcing yourself."

"It's the only way I can get used to you again."

For a long time, nobody says anything. I wonder if he's fallen asleep.

"Harry?" I say a while later. "This is really stupid but I'm glad you would want to be buried close to me."

Harry presses his head against mine and squeezes me. "It's not stupid at all."

When he gets tired, he sends me back to my bed and waits until I fall asleep to lay back down on the floor and sleep too.

[pennzance]

"Oh, God damn it."

"What happened?"

"I got retconned again!"

"Again? What changed?"

"My mom was in rehab when I was concieved, now, apparently. Now I'm a little autistic? Is that... I don't think that's how that works."

"That's rough. Last time I got retconned I went from being 24 to 19."

"Wow, that sounds awful."

"Yeah, being suddenly unable to go to a bar and drink my angsty life problems away did no wonders for my mental health either."

"God, see, everyone wants to be a superhero, but they never tell you about THIS shit."

#writing prompt #dialogue prompt

[the-offside-rule]

Formula One Prompts

Rules

1 - No under 18 drivers!

2 - I would prefer drivers who ARENT married or have kids plz

3 - Drivers included from: F1, F2, F3, Formula Academy, Formula E, Moto GP, Moto 2, Moto 3 and Indycar

4 - Smut is now allowed

5 - 2 requests per person

6 - Lmk if you wanna be tagged when it's posted

7 - Request via private messages or in the asks

Prompts

1) "Was it worth it?"

2) "Catch me!"

3) "His smile gives me butterflies."

4) "You deserve better."

5) "If I could, I'd like to fall in love with you all over again."

6) "I'm not religious but I do think I've just seen an angel."

7) "She is half my soul as the poets say."

8) "That's my legacy. I loved you and was always loved by you."

9) "It will always be you who has my heart."

10) "Can we at least talk about this?"

11) "You're so stupid."

12) "Can you drive?"

13) "I think you do these things just to annoy me.

14) "No, it's too early."

15) "You're a wonderful person, don't ever forget that."

16) "I would do anything for you."

17) "There are plenty of people who love you, I do."

18) "My mum thinks we're dating."

19) "We could watching movies, if one of us didn't always fall asleep."

20) "Suddenly every love song is about you."

21) "I gave you a chance, you fucked it up."

22) "I like how your hand fits in mine."

23) "I can't believe you're actually wearing my jumper."

24) "It's cold, at least wear a jacket."

25) "It isn't a double date, we're both just third wheeling."

26) "You have something on your cheek."

27) "I haven't made a promise in years, but I can promise you this."

28) "Have you been drinking?"

29) "Let me take care of you."

30) "Talk to me about it."

31) "I think i may be falling in love with you."

32) "I could kiss your lips all day."

33) "Hands off."

34) "I'm sorry but I'm done waiting."

35) "Can I convince you to stay?"

36) "We have to be quiet."

37) "We can't do that here."

38) "I'm supposed to be making you feel good."

39) "Like what you see?"

40) "Ah, ah, ah, no touching."

41) "Do that thing I like"

42) "Come here."

43) "Leave me alone."

44) "Give me another chance."

45) "I don't love you anymore."

46) "In the driver room?"

47) "Wow, you look amazing."

48) "I love our cuddles."

49) "Stay here tonight."

50) "I can't keep kissing strangers and pretending they're you."

51) "Can I wear your helmet?"

52) "You looked great out there today."

53) "Well that was stupid.

54) "You got a fucking podium!"

55) "What kind of a stupid fucking move was that?"

56) "No matter what team you go to, I will always support you."

57) "I am loving the helmet hair."

58) "I would hug you but that race suit is practically stuck to you right now."

59) "Is he alright?"

60) "You need to learn your limits."

#f1 blurb #f1 oneshots #f1 imagine #f1 oneshot #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #lando norris #max verstappen #charles leclerc #carlos sainz

[hvnly1q]

.・。.・゜✭sfw xiao boyfriend scenario✫・゜・。.

✦ A good gift for my bff

𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚: xiao being cute, xiao being clingy, and mostly stubborn ಥ_ಥ

He's a tsundere but he can be a softy ☘︎

(Tʜɪs ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴀᴜ)

I woke up from the noises downstairs I got up goin downstairs and saw and saw my tsundere boyfriend trying to cook by himself I cleared my throat and suddenly he turned around and quickly look at me trying to hide what he was doing

"Are u tryna cook by yourself?" I asked hes cheeks was turning like yaemiko's hair "I was t-trying to cook f-for us.." I stared at him in awe "want me to try and help?" I asked him again and he slightly nod at me while looking down hiding his blushing face I walk towards him and bend a bit and look at his face "stop blushing now love.. I thought yaksha's have no side like this?"

I teased him and he side eye glare at me I wink at him in return and look at what he's cookin "ohh? you're cooking your favorite almond tofu that I have been cooking for u since our first meeting." I smiled and he walked towards me and back hugged me putting his chin on my shoulder

"Can't I make one?" He asked curiously and I laughed a bit "no silly of course u can make your own I'll tell u how to cook it" then he released the hug and listened to my instructions

After cooking it I put the two almond tofu on the dining table and our dog tofu and snow suddenly showed up "arf!" snow bark and I pat her head, me and xiao adopted tofu from the street we found him in the dirty box while we were walking down the street and about snow? we adopted him from the vet the owner was harsh and abusing her pet because for dumb reasons.

"Xiao!" I shouted his name then he showed up completely showered and cleaning his hair I look at him up and down

Suddenly the dogs bark at me and I go back to reality and give them their food and I gulp my saliva after seeing a masterpiece in front of me "you were checking me out didn't u?" He asked curiously still cleaning his hair

'shit I got caught!' And I cleared my throat "o-of course I wasnt!" I denied quickly and ran towards the dining after feeding my dogs from the kitchen he smirked a bit "cute." Then he put his towel on his neck before going to the dining following u behind

I was drinking my ice tea while looking at my phone then I heard someone cleared their throat and I looked up and saw xiao looking down at me and peck my lips before going across the table

I was still looking up 'what just happe@@(! $(#(' then I go back to reality and slightly glared at xiao who was eating his fav food while using his phone smiled a bit from what he did "your lucky I love you" I said rolling my eyes "I love you too" he mumbled and I blushed like strawberries and just eat my food in peace

While eating "I'm going to practice tomorrow" I said he looked at me telling me 'to go on and tell me more' "since our manager told us we are gonna have a new collab with dckz tomorrow" he nodded and continue eating

As u can see me and xiao were idols when we first met we are already in our 25's we got married 2 years ago he's in a group named 6ALE and I'm in a group named QOQ which stands for Queen of queens (Yaemiko, Raiden, Nilou, Yelan, Shenhe, Ayaka, Columbina) he debuted when he was 19 I debuted when I was 18

"I'm sorry love.." He shook his head and held my hands on his "don't say sorry I have a collab with someone as well the manager didn't get to say who so me and my members will have to wait" Can't believe both of us are the leaders of the chaotic team he stood up from his seat and pulled me towards the living room he say down and pulled me towards his lap

"Wow... Babe calm down" he hugged me and I hug back he kissed my temple I chuckle a bit "that's ticklish" and we stayed like that for a whole hr "I'm thankful I married u xiao.." I said and he smiled softly and kissed my forehead while we both stared at the big window and "and I'm happy marrying such a wonderful wife" I look at him and he looks back at me and I pulled him into a gentle kiss he put his hand behind my head pulling me more to him

Little did u know... After a sensual and hot night and without knowing you two were the ones who will collab in that day. And you can't even walk

⟭I hope u guys like my first short and long one shot or scenario! ᵕ̈ ⟬

#adeptus xiao #xiao x reader #genshin impact #xiao fluff #genshin x you #genshin fluff

[estellardreams]

Chapter 19: Dome Sweet Dome

Shadow flew out through the crack of the gateway, turning back to see the Grim Blaze's right after him.

Shit. This was bad. 

He took off flying from a shard, trying to escape them before they could snatch him. He tried to make his way towards the closest gateway, New Yoke, only to slip up on a shard and begin crashing into others.

The cats kept chasing after him, forcing him to hide and deflect as much as he could. 

"Argh! Venice! Stop this right this instant!" Shadow yelled.

Venice kept watching the screen, looking through his robot's eyes. He heard a soft grunt from behind him, before some straining.

He turned to see Infinite, now in his recently built shockade, holding him there. "You're awake..."

"Let me go!" Infinite yelled, struggling to break free.

"... No. I need you for something important."

"The hell are you talking about?!"

Venice hummed a little, typing on his computer.

"If Shadow does care about you... He'd come running right back here for you. He'd have no choice but to give himself up to me."

"You... You're a maniac if you think that."

"Perhaps I am... I'm sorry, but this is just how it has to be."

Infinite gritted his teeth, growling a little.

Shadow flew into New Yoke, landing directly on the trash can lid and sliding off of it.

"I'm never going to get used to that specific landing..." He groaned.

He got up and ran to the roof, noticing just how many tears into the void there were. 

"This... This is a disaster... But why would he... Do this?" he asked softly.

"That's rich, coming from you." a voice scoffed.

Shadow looked up to see a figment of Venice staring down at him.

"What the hell are you doing?! Can't you see everything falling apart?!" he snapped.

Venice gazed at the sight, his expression softening as he solemnly stared. He shook his head. 

"... Its not important... None of it is."

"But it is!"

"That's what you said before."

Shadow frowned, seeing that Venice wasn't understanding the situation at hand.

"... Shadow. Come with me back to the Grim. Now." Venice ordered.

"No. I know what you'll do when I come there."

"It's for the greater good of the Shatterverse, Shadow. Why must you be so selfish...?" the figment began to fizzle.

Venice suddenly strained, struggling to keep his connection. "No no no! I'm not... Letting go!" he yelled.

The Grim Blaze's swooped into New Yoke through the cracks, almost striking many civilians. Shadow rushed down and brought them to the safest place he could find.

A cat pinned him down, about to fire directly at his skull before it was struck back by a hammer.

"Get up. We need to go, now!" Thorn held her hand out to him.

"Thorn?! How are you-"

"The world is falling apart. Get on!" Rebel directed.

Thorn pulled Shadow to his feet, launching him to Rebel. She caught him, dropping him on the Yolkamotive. 

"There you are... You okay?" Vine asked, kneeling down to him.

"Yeah... I'm fine." Shadow breathed.

"Black Rose. Head to the Yoke." Tempest directed.

Shadow's ears perked up. "Wait... The Yoke?! Where the Chaos Council is? But... That place is dangerous!"

"We don't have anywhere else to go! It's the safest place here." Tempest reasoned.

Bullet grumbled. "I don't want to go back there..."

"Ye don't have much of a choice." Gale sighed.

Shadow watched as the world kept crumbling around them, the team driving over to the Yoke before landing.

Venice collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. 

"Wow. That was stupid to watch." Infinite remarked. 

"SHUT IT." he snapped. 

Venice turned back, breathing in slowly to calm himself back down. 

"The Prism energy unstable... I need Shadow to get here..." 

He paused, trying to think of a way to lure him in. He turned to look at Infinite, flying down to him. 

"Perhaps... An ally of his universe would be a fair enough trade?" 

Infinite froze. "You wouldn't..." 

"Oh, I would. And don't worry, once this is all over you'll be free again..." 

"Tch, yeah... Free to kick your ass." 

Venice glared at him, his stare enough to kill others with how terrifying it seemed. 

Infinite stopped talking, clasping his mouth shut. Venice's expression returned to being more muted again. 

"Much better."

Meanwhile, the Chaos Council continued to watch from inside their Mothership. Shadow leapt off the Kraken, quickly running off as the grim cats flew after him.

"Fools. As if we'd ever offer shelter for the common rabble." Eggman scoffed.

"We barely have enough energy in reserves to save ourselves!" Done-It said.

Babble babbled, unhappy with this situation at all.

Shadow continued to skate around, hearing the cats chase after him. He swerved around a corner, avoiding them as they began to fire flames. 

He turned another corner, going down an alleyway and leaping upwards. He got to the rooftops and continued to run, trying to figure out how to take out the cats. 

He then noticed them make a turn and head towards the Yoke. He quickly redirected himself, chasing after them before they could attack anyone else. 

He got to the top, ramming into the cats and charging up his chaos energy, he was about to fire before he was thrown to the ground by another one of the cats. 

He grunted, staggering to his feet and gripping his arm. "Is that all you got...?"

The cats began to approach Shadow, all about to fire at him. 

"Hey cat brains. Get off my lawn!" Done-It pointed his charged up cane towards the cats.

Shadow looked at them, confused. Before the rest of the Chaos Council in their mechs came forward. 

Done-It began to fire, making the cats screech and go after the council instead. They all charged into the fight as Shadow watched in surprise. 

"This is where you thank us, you miserable rodent!" Done-It said, continuing to shoot at the robots.

"But... Why are you helping me all of a sudden?" Shadow questioned. He was whisked off his feet by Deep by his arm. 

"Helping? More like using. We need your energy." he began, dropping Shadow back down to the ground afterwards. 

"For what?"

"We'll talk later. Plus, if we don't stop this crazy rat, New Yoke City and us won't be around for much longer."

... Huh. Self serving. 

Fair play. 

Babble chucked one of the cats as Eggman blasted the other back. More cats came in, hissing loudly. 

Shadow sighed. "I can't believe I'm saying this... Eggmen. Let's destroy some cats."

"Behind me, simpleton. I'm the leader here." Eggman pushed Shadow back.

"Au contraire, Mr. Doctor. I clearly lead this multitude." Deep cut in.

Shadow groaned. "Focus on the now and discuss this later. Now we need to destroy those cats."

Deep threw his ninja stars at one of the cat, letting it dodge. Shadow grabbed onto its legs, forcibly pulling it down as Deep aimed again, the stars exploding on impact and sending the bot crashing to the ground. 

"Hm... Not bad." he remarked.

"Indeed. And now, for another." Deep directed his sword to Shadow, who immediately began charging up his chaos energy again.

"Same. Side." he gritted his teeth.

Deep chuckled a little. "Old habits."

Eggman punched one of the cats as Shadow spindashed into it, launching it back. The mech threw the cat into the air, letting Babble slam his fists down and send the cat crashing to the ground. 

The final cat remained, with Done-It aiming his cane as Babble made sure the robot couldn't escape. It hissed, taking off into the air and out of sight.

"It's... Gone. Thank gaia but... Why?" Shadow pondered out loud.

"Hm. It seems like you've... Destroyed the bots. But it's fine, maybe a trade would entice you more-" Venice's figment began to glitch again. He stopped, trying to fix it as it glitched.

"No... Not again...!" it fizzled out.

"Come back, coward! We are not done!" Eggman yelled.

"... I don't think he wanted to go. It was like... His powers must be on the fritz." Shadow said aloud.

"How? If he's managed to complete the Prism, he should have nearly unlimited power." Deep said.

"He still needs something... Me." Shadow said.

"Argh! No no no! Why can't I..." Venice struggled to keep himself upright. The prismatic energy was already taking a toll on him. He groaned, leaning on the railing.

He flew up, seeing the shield he put up continue to glitch and decay. He swooped back down and tried to draw on more power, only to collapse from exhaustion again. 

"You'll just run yourself ragged like that. I should know." Infinite remarked.

"No... You don't understand. I... I need this to..."

"Fix your home? I get that. But Venice... I'm not the voice of reason here."

Venice paused, turning to look at him. "Huh?"

"Shadow's not perfect. He tore my family away from me. But he's proven he's changed... For the better. But how it led to that event in my life... Was all on me. I joined the wrong side because they threatened to hurt my family... And then I was abandoned... All alone... I quit on the spot. I didn't care anymore. All I wanted was for Shadow to pay."

"Then why are you helping him?"

"Mutually benefitial."

Venice gave him a flat look. Infinite coughed, continuing.

"But you need to understand he has everyone's best interests at heart... Even if his methods are unorthodox."

"Even so... That doesn't excuse his actions. And I'd prefer to live, thank you very much." Venice turned back to the Prism, trying to draw on more power.

Infinite sighed. "You'll just burn yourself out like that. It's time to stop."

"Never... He will... Pay for this..."

"This is preposterous!" Deep snapped towards the crowd the Kraken came with.

"Just having these things in our home is an affront to everything we hold dear!"

"You know what? You keep talking, Doc, and my hammer will be affront to your face." Tempest spun her hammer around.

Babble yelled at them in retaliation. 

"Everybody, stop!" Shadow yelled.

"... They started it." she scoffed.

"They started all of this." Bullet growled, his ears flattening.

"And we'll gladly finish it. You ungrateful-" Deep began, only to get hit in the back of the head by Done-It's cane.

"Oh, for the love of- keep a sock on it, Deep, and let the hedgehog speak." he said.

Shadow breathed, refocusing on the task at hand.

"... I made a deal with the Chaos Council."

Everyone else on the other side seemed to gasp. 

"You made a deal with these egg-omaniacs?" Black asked.

"Venice is using the Paradox Prism to siphon energy into the Grim. He's created this protective dome to keep his world safe, which has accelerated the decay of the Shatterverse started by... Your portals." Shadow explained. Eggman smiled, a tad embarrassed.

Shadow continued. "We're running out of time. We can't escape him anymore, not while he's got the Prism. But if we use my energy and the Council's Shatter Drive, we can protect ourselves without doing any damage to the Shatterverse. At least until we can figure out how to stop him... So the deal is: I charge their drive, and they give us sanctuary inside the dome."

"I want to hear it from them." Rebel said, staring at the Council.

"Ugh, the hedgehog speaks the truth. Once the dome is up, we'll let most-" Eggman began.

Shadow cleared his throat, his arms crossed as he stared at them.

"All who wish will be allowed inside."

Done-It hit a button on his controller, letting the glass fade out to show the hamster wheel they'd be using. 

"So, they're gonna drain your energy?" Tempest asked. Rebel swatted her arm. 

"There has to be another way." she said. 

"I don't think there is. You've all seen it. The world's are falling apart. This dome is our only hope." Shadow reasoned. 

"How much energy are we talking about?" Prim questioned. 

"Heh, nothing the hedgehog can't spare, I assure you." Done-It said. 

Bullet narrowed his eyes towards the council. "Shadow. You do realize we can't trust the council, right?" 

"I know, but I don't have a choice. Look, I know you don't trust each other, and you probably shouldn't. But right now, we all have bigger problems." Shadow reasoned. 

"... Told you we couldn't trust that hedgehog." Tempest said. 

"As much as it pains me to admit it, Shadow's right." Rebel said.

"For once, everyone in New Yoke is on the same side. We're all just trying to survive. Once this is over, we'll go back to freeing the city."

"And protecting our forests." Thorn said.

"And saving our seas." Black chimed in.

"And we'll go back to crushing you under our heel! Uh, but only after we've saved New Yoke." Eggman said.

Venice continued to draw on more power, trying to establish a connection so he could see what Shadow was up to. He finally managed, his figment appearing in the city as he looked down. 

He saw it... He saw right through the Yoke. Shadow had teamed up with everyone and was going to use his energy to generate a shield... 

If that's how he wants to play... So be it. 

Venice summoned more Grim Blaze's, sending them out through the cracks and towards New Yoke.

As they flew in, everyone else was busy preparing. Shadow stretched, fluffed up his quills, then got into his stance. 

He took off skating around the hamster wheel, beginning to charge up energy as everyone else watched. 

Venice forcibly controlled his psychokinesis, slowly drifting crystals in and smashing them against the Mothership. 

Don't checked the statistics. "Structural integrity of the Yoke is at 67%. Guy's got game."

"Another blast like that and this whole building will collapse on top of us!" Eggman said anxiously.

Babble babbled, slamming his fist on the table. 

Rebel and Prim took off flying to the outside in an attempt to stop the incoming robots and buy Shadow some time. 

Shadow picked up the pace, going even faster as more energy was built up. But it still wasn't enough. 

The Grim Blaze's soared down, with Rebel and Prim flying up to them in an attempt to stop them.

The shield finally began to go up, slowly enveloping the entire Yoke and preventing the mechanical cats from getting inside. 

Venice's figment dissipated in frustration.

"So... It worked?" Tempest asked.

"Of course it worked, you insipid fool!" Eggman said.

"Oh, that's it. Time to pound some eggs." she pounded her hammers handle into her hands.

Just then, the doors opened as Bullet and Black helped Shadow walk after using up so much energy. 

"Are you... Okay?" Dust asked softly. Windthrow whimpered a little, concerned.

"Yeah... I'm fine..." Shadow heaved.

The entire process was too draining for him, and he couldn't move that much for now but... He'd regain his strength. He just knew it.

Venice growled, slamming his fist on the railing. He breathed, trying to refocus.

"Hm... Well played, Shadow. You might be safe for now..." He flew down to the computer, showing the remains of No Place in its decay...

With Daria and Castaway still aboard the Golden Rose. 

"But not everybody is." 

Bullet, Windthrow, and Gale belong to @son1c. Dust and Castaway belong to @starprincejelly.

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#sonic au #shadow prime au #sonic prime