Welcome ladies and gentlemen give it up for the band Hi we'Re the Ban dmy name is Jayho and this is my friend Sung Bun we are from South Korea and we will be one of Koreeas favorite band ever oR TAHT IS OUR GOAL ANYWAY WE LET YOUD ECIDE AND BE SURE YOURE GONNA JUDGE WISELY. ;) WE RECENTLY GAVE OUT OR EP CALLED WHAT IS LOVE BUT COPURIGHT SO WE HAD TO CHANGE IT TN LOVE IS WHAT BUT IF YOU AKS ME ITS ALWAYS WHAT IS LOVE ALTHOUGH I KNOW IT OK I WAS ALWAYS PLAYING LOVELY DOVELY YES I SAID TAHT IN high school i wa sthe pumpkin spiced latte said cause i was half white but im not a basic bitch and yes i said was cause i died but got chrynofrozen and tgehn unfrosen back ti life it wa surreal i was not willing to do so but hey im bakc and now i dont understand why i wasnt willing to do so in the frst place. Anwyay my single dead and then undead was really popular

gee i winder hwy sung bin not round now i am talkning tomy fans 'bro your camera is turned off

more like on Minhjoo said when he came in th eroom

eight Minhoo can you scootsh back ok this is worse than that band with more than 84 memebers and still called them 84 what a world i know right but before we could continue our intelligent conversation the bus took a turn for the worse or a u turn we grabbed our seats but no too late i hit my head we all did and woke upin the hopsital not remembebirng a athing so we must learn how to be kpop stars all over again pretty much guys

so first of all the fan service can you do taht

well since minwhioo only love himself you should ask him that if he could hey self love is important mnot this much we all said

ok so

Kim PARK

CAN YO U PARK YOUR CAR

if tah s what yo uare gonna call it then yes

night pk get going guys and os we did we practisied dancing for four hours not five thank god and sang and everything until we couldnt talk literally lol

butn ot lol my throat hurts Minwhoo cried ill help you i said Thanks Kim Kimchi

tahts not my STAGE NAME AND NEVER WILL BE well what ever my pumpkin hey no tahts the other guy

i know he said adn kissed in the air to me

i but my hand in a way

no way i was getting kisses and def no t air kisses

they were more seriosu that anything

oro should isay cheerios and im niot saying that cause i ve been paid tp but we got pur paycheddk fro mcherrios so

Anyway we were lit liek our stage all in candles teh show was lit

And the nMinwhoo told me to get to the stage room

i felt like iwas in A drama Why would you call form e so unesxpectactly

well i have a request

ok

can you become my man

on nstage

catch you and stuff we already practised that wjen i jump you jump ok i know but i mea in bed

in bed

i was not sure what he meant

ok dont be so nervous he said take of your shirt what

kome here kimchi he said and began to undress

i looked at his abs they were marvelious

i felt hugnry no thirsty well both'

i couldt stop looking i was in awe

so much so that i got a boner akward i hadnt even started to undress

its ok i know him Minwhoo said

of COURRSE YOU TOO YOU SELF LOVER

WELL I CAN PLAY FOR THE OTHER TEAM AS WELL TOO HE SAID AND WE BEGAN TO KISS AND MAN IT WAS HOT MAKEOUT SESSION MY FAVORITE KIND OF SESSION. mY GOD YOURÉ GOOD I SAID DEFIENLTY NOT BAD YOURSLEF EITEHR

I CANT BELIEVE IUT WE WERE KISSING WE WERE SO NAUGHTY BIYS I MEAN UHUM MEN ANTWAY WHO LIEKS TO PLAY NICE ALL THE TIE EITHERWAY

SO WE WENT PON AND ON AND sEUNG bIN WALKED IN WHAT ARE YO UGUYS DOIN OK OK I SEE WELL I Knew you would be close but damn you´Re reall yclosoe thats cool btw

oh man icnat believe im saying this but Sung bin your nit Sung IN this story

sayonara OK KIM kIMCHI

Hey ilove that food

i thought you loved me Minhoo said and laughed i started to laugh to o we had a fun night that night filled with joy and lauughter;)

It wa sbetetr than our band called teh band so we were the band teh band or teh band band as our fans called us

HIII BERRI SO INLIED ABOUT NOT COMING BACKKK ANYWAYS QUESTION DO YOU CHOOSE THE OUTFITS FOR UR OC DRAWING OR DOES SOMEONE ELSE DO IT NO REASON JUST WINDERING ALSO CAOSLOCK IS STUCK ON MY HINE AGAIN ALSO OMG UR IN COLLEGE????AND U STILL MANGAE TO MAINTAIN A BLOG??? AND WRITE FOR IT??? HOEE??? THATS SO IMPRESSIVE

-CHAOS SCREECH ATTACK SISTER ANON 

AHHHH WELCOME BACK CHAOS ANON!!!!

YEP FOR THE MOST PART I CHOSE THE OUTFITS :D THE ONLY EXCEPTIONS ARE IF SOMEONE IN MY COUNCIL CAME UP WITH THE IDEA AND THEY HAVE A SUPER SPECIFIC IDEA, BUT FOR THE MOST PART THEY JUST GIVE ME VIBES/AESTHETIC AND LEMME PICK.

I ALSO GET THEIR OPINIONS ON COLORS BC IM REALLY BAD AT PICKING COLORS THAT GO WELL WITH EACH OTHER DSAGDASA

LMFAOOOOOOO

WHEN I WAS WRITING LIKE 8+ POSTS DAILY I HAD 6 ACTIVE CLASSES SO IT MAKES ME REALLY ANNOYED THAT MY WRITING MOTIVATION IS LACKING NOW THAT I ACTUALLY HAVE TIME TO WRITE A LOT BUT OH WELL-

people are like 'oh folks that dont like red heart super saver yarn just havent updated their opinions in years' i mean. i get you i guess. i have some rhss blankets my aunt made me ages ago and theyre definitely worse quality than the stuff ive gotten within the last 5 years. but i have gotten new, from a retail store, modern red heart in the last 5 years and im still not impressed. ive felt better acrylics for comparable prices (Caron simply soft, for example)

and i think they updated their yarn again recently, bc my last project with red heart (where i was trying to use up all i had left cuz i had decided i didnt wanna buy red heart anymore) i ran out of yarn close to the end and had to buy more, and it was a different texture entirely. but ive also been to a store since and the red heart on the shelves DIDNT feel like that, so i dunno. either way, just not the brand for me.

i dont buy Caron anymore either but thats because it does NOT agree with my ball winder and always turns into a 7 or 8 hour detangling session, even if i try winding from a brand new unopened skein. Something about the twist i guess. (and ive tried winding it both directions. both turn into tangles.) but the texture of it was pretty nice.

I found that red heart pilled a lot after a wash and dry and that Caron split a lot while i was working with it. But at the end of the day if i had to buy one of them again id go caron, every time. every time.

Riiiiiight. There was one more death...

Makes you winder why it took longer for the erosion to take Agnes. Was the Genesis trying to protect her?

So this is were we currently were...

...and this is were we need to go.

This is even before Ashen attacked us. Meaning that nothing of the things we have experienced the past 3 days has actually theoretically happened. And yet... we own 7 Genesis now.

Look! Act 3 is all in all really interesting per se. BUT it seems like its never ending. Its one desaster after the next one and then rinse and repeat. I am getting sick of this.

Now that I think about it... Sheena and Nina doesn't sound so differen't now does it? The question is... what is she? An immortal?

My girl! My dear, dear girl! I missed you so much!

With everyone else that would make sense... but we know that Nadia can only sleep properly when Swin is around and we saw in Reverie that she wakes up relativly fast after he left. Meaning there should be no way in hell that Swin would have made it to the beach without Nadia noticing he was gone. Falcom is really inconsistent with those two.

You know... this boy still deserves to be kicked in his freaking ass for hurting my poor girl Nadia so much.

I am still not done with my complains about the inconsistency. Ace was a man who was willing to let himself be killed by Swin so that Swin could life, the Garden Master is an asshole, playing with peoples lifes and emotions, how can it be that Swin really truly believes that is the Ace he ows something too? And how is it, that only when he tried to kill Nadia, he realized that that couldn't possible be Ace?

Thats why the game has thrown that sudden "Just like Joshua" - Moment at us. We were supposed to think of Joshua when looking at Swin and his Situation because that Contract is like the Stigma that allowed Wiseman to control Joshua. Kevin made it, that Joshua could break free from that Stigma when Weissman ordered him to kill Estelle. Swin managed to break free from the contract when "Ace" tried to kill Nadia, which is the one thing that Swin could not accept and that the real Ace would have never done. Cheeky reminder from Falcom that Swin and Nadia are a destined couple.

Boy, you are lucky that thanks to Nadias sleeping issues, she will never let you sleep on the couch when you two are finally official, because that is what you deserve! A full week on the couch, without dessert, if you get what I mean! Urg! Trails-Guys... *mumbles angrily*

I wonder if these two other man will play a role eventually, given how the game is showing their faces so clearly.

It always lovely how Falcom pulls at our heartstrings in the exact right moment XD

She is hungry XD (Did you notice that the smallest or thinnest chracters have the biggest appetit in this Game-Series? XD)

re: published books ask, ive recently decided that once i publish things (bc thats Is My Endgoal after all) i want my books to look like this:

the front would be a normal cover (minimalistic, or with an illustration, whatever suits the book) but on the back the accent color is matching to front instead of ao3 red and thats it. back is white and easily readable, no fancy fonts and it looks like an ao3 screenshot. like deadass, an ao3 style, rating, category, warnings, tags, summary, word count, ect. and i want everything i publish to look like this

ao3 is open source so i think they wouldnt even mind sth like that, but in case they would, all that info still can be written in slightly different formatting so it's not THAT outright. and the reader can still enjoy a nice prev of what they are potentially getting into

Bless you. That would be amazing.

I remember when keeping my apartment clean was easy and fun. Thoses days are dead. I'm packing my shit up to head to Georgia because my life here in Texas has fizzled out of steam. I've shit the bed on every event. All my options are gone or shitty. My dignity is fading.

It's embarrassing and shameful (for me). I have a hard time maintaining a job and paying my bills. I usually get my age wrong when asked and even sometimes the month.

I do what I can to get by, day by day and usually it's a helluva struggle. I've noticed I have lost a lot of skills, abilities and mobility in general.

The only thing still in tact is my vocabulary and syntax. Kinda. But I'll forget what I wrote in before the ink dries.

Sometimes I winder if it's truly autism thats ruining my life slowly. But the sad truth is, I'll probably never know.

5 Anti LO Asks

1. love how the gods in LO and their environments are all the same, blindingly bright neon colors where hardly anything is decipherable   (zeus in the all purple room and hades basically just being a neon blue head in an nearly all black underworld spring to mind here) while the mortals are all the same muddly brown with muddy brown environments. i understand its to save time, but it just looks ugly and rushed over a unique palette.

2. uh ... does Rachel know dionysus was the way he was wasnt bc his mom was a "unhinged bitch" but rather the fact thats just how he was (is this being anti=partying? didnt LO literally start with a party?) as well as a dash of childhood trauma via HERA killing him as a baby? this isnt just a terribly misogynistic reading on semele, its also an offensively arrogant reading on dionysus. even the stereotypical depictions  via PJO or Disney show more respect than whatever Rachel thinks this is.

3. semele was literally a devoted but horny priestess in mythology??? are we sure rachel actually knows what she's talking about because itd be weird to claim to be a staunch feminist focusing on being against purity culture and wanting to promote female agency and being proud in their sexuality only to then frame an actually sexually liberated woman making her own choices especially in deeply regressive times as bad and evil because she just happens to like zeus and isn't hera 🤔

4. Out of curiosity how old do you think some of the mortals that the gods interact with are? Like how old is Semele supposed to be? She looks like a teenager (to me anyway).

And if thats the case, then Zeus is having an illicit affair with a teenage girl and so is Hades (the only difference is Kore has Goddess status to "make up for" the age gap).

Either way its still creepy. As far as we know the only somewhat decent brother of the triarchy is Poseidon (maybe its because hes more of a background character but he seems much more chill than Zeus + Hades).

I have a feeling if RS brought Poseidon in to the forefront more that she might ruin whatever small amount of characterization he has.

Also I'm fairly certain the brothers share 1 braincell and Poseidon has it 95% of the time. "Having an emotional affair can be just as damaging as a physical one".

Zeus definitely doesnt have it - he barely knows what's going on in Olympus and had no knowledge of Persephones crimes until someone else told him + then went into a temper tantrum to assert his dominance because he feels like no one takes him seriously (he's right, they don't. Not even Hera).

Hades has the braincell very rarely, but as soon as Persephone steps into the room it gets thrown out a window and he turns into a horndog. Also he reacts with temper tantrums as well - e.g: pulling a kids eye out for taking a photo of Persephone (granted paparazzi do kinda suck but still, Hades KNOWS hes the god of the underworld and is bound to attract attention + gossip and yet did nothing when Kore was made to feel uncomfortable and then in private ripped a kids eyeball out and Hecate helped to blind him - real good leadership there Hades, no winder the underworld denizens dont like you).

Honestly and we're supposed to be rooting for the gods? Or at least HxP?

I feel like it might be better if the narrative actually acknowledged that what the gods did was f*cked up and had lasting consequences, since RS wants them to be more "human" anyway.

Like Hades ripped a kids eye out and who gets 'punished' for it? Persephone. It damages her reputation at school and yeah she calls him out on it (saying that he did it more out of pride for himself than for her) but later its immediately forgotten as soon as she makes him fix the kid's eye.

(Not to mention that putting Hades in the room of the kid is gonna cause the kid more trauma. Was there no other healing option? Actually since when does Hades have healing powers? We've only ever see him kill plants to flirt with Persephone. And I think he should fix it, but I also doubt Persephone was thinking of the kids wellbeing in that moment - more of just fixing her reputation. Which again, does not endear the audience to her as a dread queen, if she can't make logical decisions that are going to impact the citizens shes destined to rule over). 

5. maybe the reason rachel made semele so unlikeable is because she knows itll be hard to excuse hera's action when she literally murders a pregnant woman and her baby so thats all she can manage to justify it, tho its also lowkey deranged to say someone and their baby deserves to die because hera has that easily bruised of an ego over a man, who in LO at least, she doesnt even love?? like hera would just look insane at that point, you cant "girl power" your way out of baby murder.

Mixtape Track 03

Humility by Gorillaz (feat. George Benson)

Summary: Even though he's a big city boy himself, Josuke Higashikata still agreed to go camping with you and your dad. Learning in the process that camping isn't as easy as you usually make it sound. However, its during the trip that he discovers something. A new set of feelings for you start clouding his mind.

A/N: this was also inspired by the recent camping trip I had with a fre friends a few weeks back.

Warnings: none.

People were usually surprised by how close Josuke and you were. Considering the both of you were so different. Sure, for two people who basically grew up together, you were very different.

Growing up, you constantly went camping with your father, since he was a botanist. Even though now a days he worked as a teacher in City S's University, he missed his researcher days when he'd go on field trips to research plants. And so, during school breaks, he'd go camping for a few days and take you along into the most recondite places in the middle of nowhere.

While you grew up spending a lot of time in the wild, you grew to be a bit feral and adventurous. Curious of the tiny details nature had to offer, with a lot of knowledge about plants, how to light a fire, how to climb, you were very much like a wild animal yourself. You kept your appereance always simple and practical and despite liking being clean, you didn't really mind if you got dirty.

Josuke on the contrary, was a city boy, despite living in the small town of Morioh. Always looked after his appereance, always clean, always smelling nice. Josuke was a smart kid, no doubt, but when it came to survival skills, he had none, since he usually took many things for granted because he was raised always withing the limits of Morioh.

In the summer before starting highschool, as per usual, your dad planned out a camping trip with a couple of his friends from college. They usually brought their kids along, with whom you got along with, but neither of them lived in Morioh. However, this time, your father told you you could bring a friend with you.

But boy, poor Josuke Higashikata didn't know what he had gotten himself into. He though it was gonna be different, considering how you always spoke so excitedly about your camping trips with your dad.

Its not that he didn't have fun. But it was all too complicated. Sleeping on the floor, not having a mirror and having to style his hair from muscle memory. The cold at night was something he never had lived through, his hands freezing as he tried to eat his very simple dinner, as the small group of people gathered around a small fire.

"So, what's the plan for tomorrow?" You asked your father, sitting next to you as he took a big sip of his beer.

"We're gonna go to Sendai, we want to visit the Tama River, probably take a swim there" Your dad said.

"Oh nice!" Kenta, a boy around your age sighed. "I love the Tama river!"

"Sendai? Oh gee, where are we?" Josuke whispered low enough so only you could listen.

"Not sure. But it doesn't matter. When we go to Sendai, we stay a night in some cabins with hot water and beds"

"Oh thank god. I really need a shower. And a roof above my head" Josuke sighed relieved.

"Youre such a city boy" you giggled as Josuke felt a blush creep on his cheeks.

"Yeah, camping its not my thing. I am having fun though" Josuke admitted.

"Thank you for coming here. And I'm sorry I dragged you out of the city" You muttered back, looking at your friend underneath your lashes.

"Hey, don't apologise. I am having fun. You dont get to see landscapes this beautiful in Morioh. Besides, I get to spend time with you, thats ways fun" Josike added apologetically, windering if you felt offended in some way.

It wasnt all that bad, he thought. The cold weather had him sharing a blanket with you. The two of you snuggled together, sharing a blanket. And for the first time, Josuke noticed a different glow in your face.

"Thank you, Josuke" You spoke after a few seconds of silence, resting your cheek on his shoulder and snuggling closer to him as he swore he felt you shiver and tightening the blanket around your shoulder.

Josuke mirrored your movements, getting closer together so the warmth between your bodies helped you stop shivering.

The way you seemed so comfortable in nature, how you breathed in so deeply l every now and then, and how you were quick to day dream while staring at the landscape. He always thought you were objectively a pretty girl, but seeing you like this, he wondered if you had always being this pretty.

Josuke's favorite part of the camping trip was indeed spending the night at a cabin your dad and his friends rented. The first thing he did was take a hot shower while everyone else gathered around a fire outside the cabin exchanging stories of all natures while a friend of your dad cooked dinner.

However, the hot shower was nowhere near close his new favorite experience of the trip compared to when you swam in the river.

The city boy felt slightly intimidated by the idea of swiming in a river. What if something happened to him? Was it really safe to swim in river? It took a little convincing for Josuke to get in there. But nothing you couldn't do.

"C'mon, you know how to swim!" You cheered.

"Its cold!" Josuke whined as he got a si gle foot inside and thought ofnhow the temperature was going to feel in his whole body.

"I know, but as long as you keep moving, you wont feel cold"  You added.

"Its easy for you to say it, you're already in there"

"Come on! I'll buy you lunch when were back if you get in here and swim towards me!"

Josuke looked at you as you slowly swam on your back towards the centre of the river.

"You're gonna be fine! I promise!"

Josuke took a deep breath before jumping into the river and swiming towards you. The cold water stinging his skin at first. However, he soon felt the warmth of your skin underwater, as his arm brushed yours.

"Hey you made it!" You said wrapping your arms around his bare shoulders covered in goosebumps due to the cold. You hugged his as he kept moving his legs, brishing his knees with yours every now and then

"I cant feel the bottom, how deep is this river?" Josuke asked.

"Dunno. But it doesnt matter. Just keep swimming!" You cheered.

"I'm going to be honest, Im a bit scared right now" Josuke admitted, a blush painting his cheeks lightly.

"Hey, nothing's going to happen to you. Here" you said holding his hand "Some otters hold hands to keep themselves from drifting away, so, as long as we're holding hands, you're gonna be fine" You squeezed his hand softly as he looked at your uands, oretty visible through the crystal clear water.

"Are we otters now?" Josuke asked.

"You're my otter half" You giggled mischievously as Josuke glared at you at your bad joke.

"Wow" Josuke laughed as he noticed he no longer felt cold anymore "that is the cheesiest joke you ever made"

"Okay fine, you can stop holding my hand now" You joked.

"No! Dont let go! I'll behave, I promise!" Your friend whined.

You laughed, Josuke tightening his grip on your warm hand as the both of you were floating without going anywhere.

You swam together as everyone was enjoying themselves as well swiming in the river. A few hours went by before your dad and his other two friends got off the water and started a fire ready to warm up the food before the sunset.

It a few instances, you had held hands with josuke, without much of a thoight. However, this time ot felt a bit different. It felt a bit more intimate. The time you spent in the river, you were hding hands the entire time. Outside the river, you remained with your fingers entwine despite it not being necessary anymore.

Something in your chest felt different than usual. And you thought you were just being silly, suddenly feeling romantic about holdong hands with your best friend.

However, what you didnt know is that Josuke was having the exact same thoughts. And the same fast heartbeat you were having, as neither of you let gonofneach other's hands as you approached the fire upon being called for dinner.

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Also, have an actual pic from my camping trip. I did swim in a river and even though the water was very cold, I still had a lot of fun

negotiation. (m) pt I

Jeon Jungkook x reader

negotiation. (m) ✎  [6k words] genre: smut, NSFW, boss!au warnings: dirty talk, explicit sex, oral (receiving), dom jungkook? dirtbag jungkook. just be prepared.   part 2 

description: Jeon Jungkook was the worst boss you could ask for. But what happens when you two bump into each other at a fundraiser your very wealthy family - who you don’t want people to know about - is throwing?  

A/N: Probably gonna turn out shit, but hey, JK smut and totally free. masterlist.

You hated him.  You hated him so much that you sometimes imagined his face as the target at your archery classes. Your boxing class. Your toilet seat.  Not that he was the typical boss that everyone hated. No. He was something else. He was the devil in disguise. He was rude, disrespectful, barely acknowledged your hard work and when the time came, would take full credit for it without even feeling slightly bad. He was the worst human alive on this humble little planet. And you just happened to work for him. Of course, you could quit, get a new job at any seconds with your skills, but the truth was, you admired the company you worked for. Youth Winder Inc, a company that sold clean energy. You had gone to the trouble of hiding who you were and what family you had come from so that you would grow inside of the company by your own efforts and not because your family had a name or was wealthy. But at times like this, when you were almost leaving after working overtime for two hours and he just dropped files and files on your desk with a very cold “for tomorrow, first thing in the morning”, you just really had it.  “No.” You said as you got up and started putting your phone, charger, and notebook away in your bag, adjusting your pantsuit on your body. He stopped walking towards the elevator, his suitcase gripped in his right hand as he turned just so he could look at you

“What?” He seemed annoyed. “I’m sorry, I must be going deaf, ‘cause I thought I heard you say ‘no’ there for a second.” He said with his voice full of irony and a very straight face.  His black suit fit his body perfectly and his tie was still looking as if he had just put it on. No wrinkles on his shirt, his hair perfectly styled and smelling as if he had just gotten out the shower. All that just made the stupid look on his face worse. You really could punch him right now.  “Well, Mr. Jeon, I hate to break it to you, but you’re not going deaf.” You started, walking towards him. You really didn’t want to lose your job, but, you just couldn’t let him abuse you anymore.  “Yes, I said no. I am not going to correct these files for tomorrow. First...” You looked at your watch just to be sure. “Because I am two hours and a half past my leave, and second...” He seemed to pay attention closely to every word coming from your mouth. “Tomorrow is Saturday, and unless I’m wrong, my contract says I work Monday's to Friday's, from nine to six, so... No.” And you gave him a very fake smile before walking towards the elevators. He followed you with his eyes. “Good Night Mr. Jeon.” You said entering the elevator and pressing the button for the ground floor.  As soon as the door’s closed you felt as if you were going to faint. What had gotten into you? Is it possible that you had lost your mind? You were probably going to lose your job and hate yourself for your lack of self-control. So much for anger management boxing.  All that worrying wasn’t in vain, because as soon as you got home and charged your phone, you had an e-mail from HR. You just sat down on the floor of your two story loft and sighed. Well... So much for your dream job. You felt stupid for loosing such a good job at this amazing place because of some jerk. You decided to have a glass of wine, a long hot bath and go to bed. You would have to attend your father’s fundraiser the next day, and probably explain why you were all of a sudden, out of a job and in need of money. You twisted your nose at the idea of your mother lecturing you on how a person of your stature should behave in the work place, or how they could have you back in your position in no time, just having your father make a phone call. As you fell on your bed after the long day you didn’t want to think of the consequences of your actions, you just needed to sleep and prepare for the dreadful day you would have tomorrow, full of uptight people who worried more about which private island you had spent your last vacation than if you were actually a good person. 

It was your third cocktail and you wished you were at least tipsy, but it felt you would have to drink ten more of the green looking drink in your hand for that to happen. Your black long dress hugged your body and allowed you to feel the breeze with the sidecut that came all the way up to half your thigh. Your hair was styled and pulled back in a very elegant pony tail, and the sharp neckline came all the way down, giving the waiters a good look at your cleavage. You smiled every time the young ones would look and linger. You knew you looked good.  Your mother had already asked you to be more friendly to the “Very important and wealthy people who would be more than happy to make a donation if you were more pleasant”. And you just felt like running away from the party and going back to your depressed, newly unemployed persona.  You walked around for a couple of minutes, smiling forcefully to the guests. Some would stop you and compliment you on how beautiful you had grown to be, and asked about your job or if you had plans on getting married. You were bored and now feeling a little bit drunk after drinking three more shots of the green liquid served at the party. You thought you were going crazy when you heard a very familiar and annoying voice coming from a crowd, a couple of steps from you.  As you approached the crowd with a drink in your hand you could barely believe your eyes.  No! Oh, no... This had to be a joke. This had to be a sick joke played on you by the Universe. Or Satan! As you stood there behind the crowd you heard as Jungkook told the story of when he went mountain climbing and had no safety gear, so he had to climb bravely without knowing if he would survive or not. You rolled your eyes as you saw some girls you were familiar with throwing themselves at the rich bachelor you wished would die a tragic death. You were suddenly taken out of your annoyance when your father came up to him and shook his hand with your mother right beside him.  “Jeon Jungkook, it’s so nice to finally meet you.” Your father stated as Jungkook smiled.  “The pleasure is all mine Mr. Y/L/N.” He sounded so different talking to your father. So nice. “This is a very special cause to me, and I’m glad I insisted on getting an invitation.”  “Oh, please, you didn’t even have to insist.” Your father said. He was a very good host and knew how to get to people. “I am very interested in what you do, I’m afraid I don’t know what company you work for.”  “That’s perfectly understandable, Mr. Y/L/N, but I wouldn’t say I have only one line of work. You see, my line of work is very new and I think It might be the future, and I don’t mean to brag, but... I think I might be taking a new high position in the company very soon, thanks to my hard work.” And suddenly you felt your blood boil, boil to a point where you feared you would commit murder. His hard work? Oh, no. He couldn’t be serious.  “Although I had a very weird encounter with an employee yesterday. She was known to have a temper and occasionally defy her superiors.” Your eyes widened as you acknowledged he was referring to you, lying about you. “I asked her to go true some files that were very important, I thought of giving her a chance to prove herself. You see, thats how we roll at Youth Winder Inc, we give our people a chance to shine.”  Your face felt hot, hot with anger, hot with hate.  “Oh, we know that company, our daughter works there!” Your mother stated and you felt the urge to throw something at her. Jungkook smiled at her amused and nodded. “But please, continue...”. She added.  “Anyway... This girl, incompetent and lazy turned to me, and with all the audacity in the world said she refused to do the work because she had worked a little over time.” He crossed his arms in an attempt to show how disappointed he was.  “Oh no... What a shame. I hope you didn’t have to deal with her any longer.” Your mother added, yet again.  “Don’t worry Ms. Y/L/N, I had HR fire her on the spot, so I won’t have to deal with her again. Although I did have to correct the files myself, I barely slept.” He praised himself and your mother fell into his charms.  “I’m sure you lived.” Your voice came out and you didn’t have time to control it. All eyes rushed to you, including your mothers. Including Jungkook’s. “It must have been so, so hard to do something you usually have your subordinates do for you.”  And he looked surprised, confused.  “Y/N, don’t be silly, I’m sure Jungkook here is very used to working very hard.” Your mother said as she tapped the man's arm.  “Oh, Mother,-” And his eyes glowed in understanding as he looked at your parents then back at you, taking in the resemblance. “I’m sure he is... I’m sure he does all the graph correcting and probably goes through the records to fill in the new file program. Through all ten thousand of them.” Jungkook’s eyes followed you as you took a few steps into the crowd. He looked amused now. Almost as if he was entertained by your little show. “Sure he doesn’t overwork his employees or takes credit for their work.” Jungkook checked you out, top to bottom a different look invading his eyes as he took in your true identity. “Y/N, my dear, I’m pretty sure Jungkook here is your boss.” Your dad laughed. “You don’t want him to take your words into consideration when you're at the office, don’t want my little girl to get fired.” He joked. If only he knew.

“Oh, don’t worry Daddy, I recently left my position-” “Left her position because she will be taking my place”. Jungkook interrupted. You shot your eyes back at him, shocked at his words. “Your daughter here has shown very good promise in our company, she’s one of the very best, and If I were to chose someone to replace me as I get my promotion, Y/N is first on my list.” He looked back at you with a dark look in his eyes.  “Oh! That’s amazing news.” Your father smiled widely. “Y/N, why didn’t you tell us before?” He asked and walked to you, hugging your body. You didn’t take your eyes off Jungkook as he shook your mother's hand. He didn’t take his eyes off you either.  You didn’t know what move he was playing. But you were going to find out.  “Now, If you’ll excuse me, I have to talk to your daughter for a second,” Jungkook said as he smiled at your parents.  “Oh, I hope not work related.” Your mother said.  “Not at all, Mr. Y/L/N.” He reassured her and walked towards you, taking your arm and pulling you with him.  His grip was tight, his hand was warm. You had never really been touched by him in any way, and the way his strong hand held to your arm, as he pulled you alongside him into a more private area, made your slightly drunken body feel weird.  “Get off me.” You scoffed as he came to a stop at a dark cement staircase right outside the garden. ��What the fuck was that?” You asked as soon as he turned to face you, his eyes looking around for possible viewers.  “Shut up.” He demanded, fixing his sleeves. “You could have mentioned in your file you went by a different last name.” He sounded angry.  “Oh, I’m sorry, would that have made you less of an ass?” You sarcastically responded to him with a question.  “Y/N, don’t fuck with me right now, I’m not in the mood for you being a sour bitch.” He said with annoyance in his eyes. “If I knew who your father was I wouldn’t have to come to this stupid event and try to make connections.” You felt the anger boiling up in you, like a volcano ready to explode.  “Fuck you!” You almost screamed at him. “I don’t fucking care how precious your relationship with my father is, you can suck my ass for all I care.” And you took a step to get away from him, but he grabbed your arm again and pulled you close to him. So close you could feel his breath hit your lips.  “Do you want the fucking promotion or not?” He asked between gritted teeth. “Because If you screw this up for me, I could go tell your parents how much of a brat you are and how you made a fool of yourself yesterday.” The smell of expensive Bourbon in his breath mixed with the minty smell of his cologne made you feel a little dizzy.  You didn’t answer him, not knowing what to say. You just held your gaze as he looked from your eyes to your lips for a split second. You noticed it and felt a weird spark down low.  “Good girl.” He said, in a low voice. And you felt the spark hit you harder. He looked at your lips again, this time longer. “You know... If I had seen you in this dress other than in those hideous, uptight pantsuits, I might have given you a promotion earlier.” His voice came out husky and full of desire.  “You’r disgusting.” Was all you said. But you still couldn’t manage to leave and he noticed. “Am I?” He asked, his other hand landing on your hips and squeezing hard as he pulled your body closer.  “What are you doing?” You asked, your voice failing as you felt a shiver roll down your spine.  “I don’t know if I should punish you for not telling me the truth and behaving the way you did today and yesterday, or If I should make you come with my fingers and show you just how much of a little slut you are.” His words gave you goosebumps. The familiar humidity meeting the fabric of your lace lingerie.  “What makes you think I would allow you to do anything remarkably close to that?” You asked trying to regain your composure, but your body was screaming at how hot he was and how dirty he sounded. You wondered how he would feel like.  “Oh, baby girl, we both know who the boss is.” He said with so much lust in his voice, you were afraid you would come undone with only that. “Now be a good girl and turn around.” He ordered, but you didn’t obey. He waited for a few seconds and shook his head, before turning you around forcefully. He pulled your body towards him and your backside hit his crotch. You gasped in surprise but closed your eyes with the warm feeling of his body against yours.  “You see, Y/N...” He started, his lips glued to your ear, as he slipped his hand up your exposed thigh slowly, making you feel your center pulse. You didn’t know why it felt so good, how he had so much affect on you. “If I knew how important you were, I wouldn’t have had to go through the trouble of coming today and try to make a deal with your daddy.” His hand slid inside your dress, gripping the side of your ass hard, making you let out a small, weak groan as his other hand held your hip tightly, while he pressed his now fully erect bulge on your backside. “I would have just fucked my way to a business deal.” His hand slowly caressed your sensible area, over your underwear, all the way down and he could feel how wet you were. “Right on point, you’re doing such a good job.” You gasped loud, letting your head fall back on his shoulder.  “Jungkook...” You cried out his name, as he went back and forth with his hand over your wet center. He squeezed your hip harder, as he heard his name, his nails digging into your skin under the dress. You bit your lower lip to suppress the painful moan that wanted to escape your throat.  “It’s Sir. You only get to call me Sir. Understand?” He said, his lips going down your neck, as he inhaled deeply, smelling the expensive perfume you were wearing. He pushed your underwear to the side quickly, allowing his fingers to get drenched by your soaked slit and sliding up you to massage your swollen and pulsing clit and you nodded not able to formulate any words.  You let out a sensual and pleasured moan, making the hair at the back of his neck rise at the sound of your desire. He came to a stop, making you feel dizzy and frustrated when you furrowed your eyebrows and turned slightly to him, he bit your ear lobe.  “Say it.” He asked and brushed his teeth against your neck. “Come on, baby girl, say it, don’t make me ask again.” He said and he bit the skin on your neck, making you feel as if you were getting wetter if that was possible.  “Y-Yes.” You heard your low and airy voice leave your lips. He pressed against your clit, making you arch your back slightly as he held his pace. “Yes what, Y/N?” He sounded annoyed, but he still had the lustful husky tone in his voice. “You were doing so well.”  “Yes s-sir, yes sir.” You corrected yourself, not wanting him to stop.    “Good girl.” He said and he resumed the delicious massage on your clit, making your legs shake weakly. “Your behaving so nicely Y/N, I wonder what would happen if I took you over the edge.” He said, with dare in his voice, and he left your nub to slide down to your entrance, playing around before sliding one finger in slowly. You moaned loudly, as you felt your walls contract around his finger, not worried if anyone would hear you. “What a tight little pussy.” He said with so much pleasure in his voice, you felt his bulge twitch behind you. “Who knew you were such a pretty little obedient slut, huh?” He bit down on your neck again and pulled in and out, fucking you with his finger. You were overwhelmed at how good it felt, but you needed more, you needed him inside you.  “Jungk- Sir...” You immediately corrected and you felt him smile against your neck. “I need more... I-I, ah, fuck...” You tried to formulate, but the amount of pleasure and torture was getting the best of you.  “You need what, baby girl, use your words.” He said with a naughty tone in his voice, leaving you panting, as you threw your head further back onto his shoulder.  “I need you... I need you inside me.” You asked, feeling your juices drip down from you.  “What... Like this?” He asked as he slid another finger inside you, and your walls clenched yet again, you tightened your eyes and let your mouth open at the blissful feeling.  “Oh, shit!” You moaned. “N-no Sir, I need you...” You rolled your hips up at his erection, moving at the pace of his fingers.  “Eager little slut, aren’t you? You want my cock and I haven't even made you come yet.” He closed his eyes, feeling your ass rub against him, his cock twitching again and again as he felt the friction. “I’m debating weather I should give you what you want, or just have It my way.” You protested, wining as you bit your lower lip, savoring the feeling of his fingers thrusting into you.  “Please... Jungkook, please.” You begged and he smiled again, a dirty smirk playing on his lips.  “Ok, baby girl lets make a deal...” He whispered in your ear. “I give you what you want and fuck you senseless until you can’t walk in the morning, and you come back to the company and work very hard to convince your very rich daddy to invest and in the meantime, you let me have my way with that sweet little pussy of yours, whenever I feel like it.” He slid a third finger in, stretching your walls and you started feeling that blissful sensation starting to build up inside you.  You weren’t thinking straight, you were so vulnerable, so taken by the feeling and submissive to him, that when you nodded your head and said the two little words he wanted to hear, you had no idea what you had agreed on.  “Yes, Sir.” You said and he pulled out of you. Turning you around, smashing his lips against yours, his tongue slipping on your lips as you allowed him to invade your mouth. He tasted too good, too intoxicating. The sweet, sweet mixture of the Bourbon and his own taste was like a drug, you just wanted more and more. He wrapped his fingers around your hair, pulling you closer as he pulled your thigh up and pressed you against the cement handrail, you could feel his erection against your wet center.  “A deal is a deal, princess.” He said, pulling away from your mouth and crouching down on his knees. You shot your head in his direction, unaware of what he was doing. And when you felt his tongue against your core, you held on to the rail to sustain your body from giving in and throwing your head back.  “Fuck, you taste so good... Just a little taste before I fuck the pretty little pussy.” He said against your drenched intimacy. He played with his tongue against your clit, sucking harshly and pulling to let it go with a pop. You felt the build growing every second inside you, and you feared you wouldn’t be able to hold on that much longer.  Jungkook felt as your walls started to contract tighter and pulled away for the second time, as he stood up and undid his belt. He glued his lips to yours, his mouth wet from your arousal. You tasted his intoxicating flavor, mixed with your own and you couldn’t hold the moan you let out. He finally unzipped his pants and pulled his erection out of his boxers. You glanced at his length and felt your core tighten even more as your mouth watered, eager for him to invade you. He pulled your head by your chin, forcing you to look him in the eyes. They were barely open, but you could see the absolute look of fire in his eyes. He was in flames, desire consuming him, just as eager to feel you as you were to feel him.  He played with the tip of his cock on your entrance, sliding it up to massage your clit. You were panting beneath him, unaware you were able to feel the way you were feeling. So good, so fucking good. “Ok, baby girl, time to get your money’s worth.” He said as he slid inside you slowly, shutting his eyes hard and opening his mouth in a slight “o” while he let out a groan. You absorbed the way he filled you up, the most satisfying look on his face, making everything feel more and more intense. You let out a high pitched moan, latching your hands on his shoulders and digging your nails into the fabric of his suit. “Fuck, your still so tight... And goddamn Y/N, you feel so fucking good.”   You threw your head back again, letting it rest on the cement of the rail from the stairs you had run down and up so many times in your life. Who would imagine you would be getting fucked by the man you hated most in the world, and worse, that it would feel so fucking good.  “Ok sweetheart, I’m gonna move, you gotta stay nice and quiet.” He said with a husky, filled with pleasure voice, as he slid out of you only to pound back in with full force and no warning. You couldn’t hold the loud moan that escaped your lips. He attacked your mouth again with his, biting on your lower lip harshly and then letting go. “What did I say, huh? Shut that sexy little mouth.” He started thrusting again and again inside you. Your walls adjusting to his length.   “Fuck, Jungkook, fuck.” You tried to control your moans against his mouth. And he sucked on your lower lip. The sound of both your bodies meeting at the center making you feel more and dizzier.  “That’s it, baby girl, take my cock, take it like the dirty slut you are.” His voice was ragged, shaky, his breath hitched at every pound he gave into you. His eyes furrowed, taking in all your pleasurable curses and faces.  He slid his hand down and pulled your other thigh up in an impulse, sustaining your body against the cement and his own. Your body bounced atop him, his cock hitting you in that sweet spot over and over again. You couldn’t even kiss him anymore. You could only try to breathe and control the volume of your constant curses and moans as you felt the build up reach the highest peak it had ever reached. Your walls started to contract around him, the pain of his hips hitting against your body, making sure you’d wake up the next morning with bruises were so pleasurable you didn’t even care.  “Are you gonna cum, baby girl?” He asked as he noticed you get tighter around him.  “Y-yes, Sir.” You moaned out, holding onto his shoulders and diggings your nails deeper into his covered skin. “Oh, shit... J-Jungkook, I’m gonna... I can’t hold it.” You cried out, trying to hold your orgasm. “Don’t fucking hold it, cum on my cock, now.” He demanded, pounding into you with no mercy. And you let yourself cum, moaning loudly in the garden of your parent's mansion, while there were probably two hundred people inside. Your walls clenched over and over around him, with so much force, it felt as if you were sucking him in each time. Your eyes screwed shut and your mouth opened letting out a series of high pitched moans of pure blissful pleasure. You let the feeling take total control of you, your body shaking a little as it hit its peak.  Jungkook slowed down his movements, to absorb your orgasm, his cock twitching inside you out of arousal. He fucked you slowly out of your high, your nails loosen around him now.  “So fucking beautiful. Who would have known?” His husky voice invaded yet again your ears. “Still so fucking tight.” And you started moving your hips, rolling them up and down, he held his grip tighter around your legs, holding you up against the cement. “Your such a fucking slut, look how you move on my cock, fuck!” He cursed, as he felt his own orgasm approach him. “Shit, baby girl, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna have to pull out.” He whined as your movements started to sync and get faster.  “No, please... Cum inside me, fill me up, please Sir.” You begged and he opened his eyes to look at you, lust and darkness filling them.  “Such a fucking tease”. He said as he started accelerating his pace, looking deep into your eyes. His movements started getting sloppier and he bit his lower lip letting it go and wetting his upper lip with his tongue in a sexy way. “You want me to fill you up, huh? I’ll give it to you baby.” And his voice got weak, his eyebrows met in the middle as he squeezed your thighs harshly and came inside you with a sexy moan. You felt your arousal get bigger while hearing him cum inside you. And the sensation of his cum filling your insides, made you bite your lower lip. He stopped moving slowly, getting down from his high. And opened his eyes to look at you. Both panting and sweaty, both smelling like a very good fuck and both completely satisfied.  He let you down slowly, one leg at a time, as you tried to hold your wight on shaky, weak, post orgasm legs. You bit your lower lip again, as you felt his cum start to ooze from inside you so you pressed your thighs together. Jungkook took notice and slide a hand up your inner thigh, taking his sliding cum and pushing it back inside you while he fixed your lingerie over your pussy.  “Keep it inside for the rest of the party so you don’t forget our deal”. His voice was still weak, and it sounded so sexy. “I’m sure you're going to fulfill your part of the agreement, I’ll let you recover, but I have hands to shake. Too bad they can’t smell how good you are on my fingers.” And he smelled his fingers, looking you in the eyes. You were still so intoxicated, still so into the moment that you barely noticed as he closed his pants and stopped in front of you. “See you inside, baby girl.” He kissed you passionately, sucking on your lower lip slightly and letting it go. He went up the stairs, leaving you alone to endure what just had happened.  It took you a good, solid ten minutes to recover fully. The feeling of his fluids inside you dripping down your thighs as you walked. You met the rich and snobby crowd still chatting off about the futile rich things as you walked over to the bar to grab a drink.  You needed a drink. You needed to understand what had just happened.  You took the shot of vodka and It didn’t even effect you.  You had let your boss fuck you.   You had let him fuck you senseless, so senseless that you still felt the motion of his hips pounding onto you. You had let him fuck you and it had been the best sex of your life, by far.  But you hated him. You hated his guts. That little shit fired you. Right? You had fucked your ex-boss.  Well, not anymore. You had made a deal.  You took another drink in your hand and walked around the party, you needed to tell your parents you were leaving, you had to get out of there. You looked around for them, searching the crown with your eyes.  What kind of deal had you made with him?  You would go back to the company to assume his position, try to convince your father to invest and... And become his fuck toy?  You swallowed harshly. The idea of him fucking you again and again so tempting that it made you feel aroused again.  But, were you going back to being his subordinate, only to let him take all your credit and treat you like trash while trying to get your father to invest?  But you had gotten a promotion. Out of interest, but still. It was a company you loved and a position you praised.  You looked over the crowd yet again, seeing the tip of your father's white hair. You walked closer to him. Your drink was full and almost spilling.  You could handle yourself, couldn’t you?  As you stopped behind your father and a couple of men that accompanied him, your eyes met the devil's gaze across from you. The same eyes that were looking deep into your soul a couple of minutes ago. The same eyes that saw you come undone. He smirked as he met your eyes, his fingers coming to meet his nose again and he inhaled and lifted his cup, in a toast just meant for you. Only you knew what that meant, only you had an idea of how his fingers smelled of you, and what his look meant.  And as you held your breath and stared deep back into Jungkook’s eyes.  You asked yourself.  “What the hell have I gotten into?”

Then there was me pt4 (final)

To catch up just click these links ONE , TWO , THREE

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You couldnt take it anymore but you needed a few more days because you still couldnt find the spell that you needed.

All through the times you have spent time in the vault, sorting and placing everything back. You couldnt find what you are looking but knew it had to be there, you werent giving up and you were going to keep searching until you have that spell in your hands.

You searched for days and days. Never giving up until you found what you are looking for. The other angels basically minded their own business as they came by for old testaments. Scriptures and spells.

They never questioned anything when they returned everything.

Until you finally found what you are looking.

You jumped for joy while everyone else gives you an odd expression which didnt phase you out what so ever.

You looked for the spell within the book and finally you see the ingredients you needed.

“Oh this is easy, I can find all these things here” you say to yourself

“Whats so easy to get here?” Gabriel asks as he looks to you.

“How long have you been standing there?” you ask as you flinched

“For as long as you jumped for joy” he says without you realizing he has been standing the whole entire time

“What can I help you with Gabriel?” you ask while walking towards him

“Michael asked me to check on you and how you are doing?” he says while smiling to you.

“Why? I am fine here” you lie to him and you knew he can see right threw you.

“Because its his job to check on everyone and making sure they are busy with their duties. You know how he is” he replies

“Well I am fine” is all you say while waiting for him to say something or just leave you be.

“Ok, well I am off to check on Michael’s favourite person in the world” he says as he rolls his eyes

You knew who he was talking about and chuckled a bit. His next task is to check on Ambriel.

She makes sure that every soul goes right into their own heaven and make sure no one enters.

Finally when he is out of sight is when you started to roam the rest of heaven to get the things you needed for the spell. Thankfully it is easy to access them all, no one questioned anything and that was a good thing.

You just wish they cared a little bit to know what you are up to or even ask how you are doing. Or just notice you all together.

After Gabriel was done checking on everyone to make sure they were fulfilling their duties. He went back to Michael’s side.

“Gabriel, how is everything?” Michael asks while taking his eyes away from a book he is reading

“Everything is running the way it should” he replies while smiling to his brother.

“How is y/n doing?” Michael asks while a smile forms

“Well she is doing fine and seems off” he replies while looking away from him

“Off? As in?” Michael asks with worry in his voice

“She seems to be up to something but wont say or anything. Its as though she is keeping something from me” Gabriel says while trying to read the some what grace you had but he couldnt.

“What was she doing when you went to check on her?” he asks giving his brother all of his attention

“Well when I got there, she was jumping for joy. Like she was happy about her findings or something” he replies while trying to figure out what you had in your hands

“Did you see what she was happy about?” Michael asks while being curious about your sudden happiness

“No I didnt and figured she would tell me. She didnt and continued to fulfill her duties” Gabriel replies looking to Michael

While Michael and Gabriel begin to winder what has you in a good mood. You have everything that you need and begin planning an escape from Heaven.

“Soon, very soon” you whisper to yourself as other angels go about their duties

You wish they would care just a little bit and tell you not to do anything and just stay in Heaven where you belong. But nothing. As always nothing.

Finally the time has come and you begin going about unnoticed. You dodge Michael and Gabriel.

You teleport yourself to earth, some where you havent been in a very long time. As you roam around the town, it didnt seem fit to rip your grace from you. For all you knew it would cause such chaos, a bright light and knew the people would be frightened. It would also alarm other angels as well.

You wandered outside of town and saw an abandoned barn. You knew it would be the perfect place, since there are no other people living around the area and wouldnt tip off anyone. Not even the angels.

In Heaven Michael roamed around looking for you and asked the other angels if they saw you. Which of course none of them ever noticed you or even knew you existed.

“Where can she be?” Michael asks himself while looking to the spell vault

He waited and waited until you returned. But you were no where in sight. No where

Michael begin to worry.

“Gabriel have you seen y/n?” Michael asks as he sees Gabriel

“No I have not seen her at all” he replies while standing next to his brother.

Once you got yourself settled into the barn is when you begin to mix your ingredients to rip your grace from yourself.

Finally you recite the spell and you begin to feel agony.

From Heaven there seems to be a little disturbance.

Michael and Gabriel look to each other wondering what that might be. They rush over to the gates to make sure its not being breached.

“No one is breaching the gates” Michael says while looking over the perimeter of the gates

“Since no one is breaching the gates then what was that?” Gabriel asks looking to Michael.

Suddenly Raphael makes his way to the gates where Michael and Gabriel are. He knew what was going on and needed to tell Michael right away.

“Michael, something has happened with y/n” Raphael says while he reaches his brothers

“Where is she? Is she hurt?” Michael asks rapidly

“Y/n has ripped her grace from within herself. Why Heaven quaked like that, there is no breach” he replies while looking wide eyed to Michael

Once you finally ripped your grace is when you destroyed it, once and for all.

After you destroyed your grace is when Michael began to feel pain, loneliness and its something that he didnt want to feel.

Raphael and Gabriel see what the quake has done to their brother. Gabriel began to go frantic while Raphael remains calm.

He needed to tell Michael now before his grace deteriorates.

“Raphael we better tell him now” Gabriel says while helping his brother.

“Tell me what?” Michael asks looking between Gabriel and Raphael

“When Father created y/n, he mixed in a little bit of your grace with hers. Later he told me when the time was right, the both of you know and finally be bonded to each other” Raphael says while looking to Michael.

“You mean to tell me that y/n is my true mate?” he asks in disbelief

“Yes, he made her specifically for you. Why she is special” Raphael replies while looking to Michael.

“Must look for y/n and bring her home” Michael gives the orders

Gabriel begins to tell all of Heaven of the news thats been told and to search for you and bring you home immediately.

Ambriel is heart broken that she isnt Michael’s true mate

Once your grace is completely gone, you begin to feel more lonelier than ever. The pain from the loneliness begins to set in and you didnt like the feeling.

To end it all, you see a sharp object from the corner of your eye and grab it. You slit your wrists, blood begin to seep out and flowing fast. You begin to feel weak from it all and finally with one last breathe. You were gone. A lifeless form lays on the ground, surrounded by nothing but nature.

Gabriel and Balthazar track your last known grace where abouts to a small town and lead them to the barn.

“Do you think she is here?” Balthazar asks looking to Gabriel

Gabriel takes a step forward and begins walking into the barn

Balthazar isnt far behind.

As they both enter is when they begin searching for you.

Its when Balthazar sees your lifeless form on the ground

“Gabriel” is all he says

He lowers himself to the ground and places his hand on your body. He feels nothing.

No grace

No soul

Nothing

He begins to weep

Gabriel sees Balthazar on the ground and sees him weeping. He finally takes a closer look and he sees what he is weeping about.

Gabriel feels heart broken, he feels he should have sensed it from the beginning and it finally hit him, Why you were jumping for joy, you found the spell that ripped your grace from within yourself.

“Balthazar we need to bring her home and collect as much ash as you can” Gabriel says while looking around more and realizing what you have done

“How are we going to bring her back?” Balthazar asks wiping away his tears

“We arent but Michael can” is all Gabriel says

Gabriel lifts your lifeless form bridal style while Balthazar has the ashes from your grace

He sees your wings are withered but has a large form and how beautiful they are. Withered or not they were still beautiful to him.

Gabriel enters Heaven first, you in arms while Balthazar isnt far behind.

All the angels are lined, silence lingers as Gabriel carries your form.

Balthazar carries your ashes

Michael sees his brothers carrying the remains of his beloved mate. He weeps as well.

“No, no, no” he weeps and finally he wails

He feels every pain you have suffered over eons

He feels everything

He sees everything

Gabriel places you on the table while Balthazar places your ashes beside you.

“Now what do I do?” Michael asks as he looks onto your lifeless form and ash

“Combine your grace with hers, open the jar and place your grace in” Raphael replies while holding the jar in his hands and giving it to Michael.

Michael does as he is told, he opens his mouth while his grace enters the jar and is astonished to see the combination.

His grace and yours mixed together becomes brighter while everyone else covers their eyes and are amazed to the combinations.

Finally when the grace is bonded together, it unifies in various colours. Michael has a smile on his face and is extremely happy.

He places the bonded grace into your lifeless form, once its unified with you is when everyone else waits for you to wake.

A few moments pass and you are back to life.

“No, no, no, NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” you rise quickly while looking around.

You get up and begin attacking Michael for bringing you back but something feels different.

Gabriel tells everyone else to stay back while Michael calms you.

“Y/n I had to bring you back because we are now bonded” he says while looking to you.

“What?” you ask while refrain from punching him

“Father was right about you being special. He created you for me, he made you perfect for me and I finally understand why he kept you here for a millenia” he continues while you look deeply into his grace

You begin to understand the different feeling and understand all together

“You mean?” you ask while Michael begins to wrap his wings around the both of you.

“Yes, you have always been betrothed to me and finally I have completed it” he replies while giving you a kiss

You melt right into his kiss and finally the bond is complete right before everyone.

“You're a garden bloom in a thousand hues. All I wanna be is with you” Michael says as he slowly pulls away from you.

Heaven has gained another ruler to Heaven. That ruler is you, the one task that has been written to happen and finally its done.

Father was right after all, you were special in every way and special to Michael. Thankfully he never casted you out nor Michael.

Now you can forever be happy in your and Michael’s kingdom. Ruling by his side and he by yours. The happily ever after you truly deserve.

Yang: *Yang stood in her fighting stance at the ruins of Beacon, panting, beaten, and bloody, glaring at her enemy that has plague her nightmares. For before her was Adam, Gripping his sword and rifle as he too panting, bruised, and bloody from their battle, sneering before sliding his foot ever so slight forward.* Here he comes. *Yang thought just a split second before Adam quickly fired a shot from his rifle to which Yang just as quickly blocked with her left gauntlet. However, during this Adam dashes forward appearing in front of The blonde brawler at the ready with his sword to strike. With no time to raise her defense, Yang fires her last round in her gauntlet to use the kickback to duck the incoming slash, tilt her head to the side so only her hair is cut as she throw and right fist into Adam's chest while his sword passed over him. Unfortunately, her attack lost its power during its launch from Adam's attack due to the bull faunus' blade slicing through the barrel of her gun, only giving her attack enough power to cause Adam to groan in pain, his aura keeping his ribs from breaking, as he stumbled back. But not enough to incapacitating his aim before using his last shot of his rifle to shoot Yang in the stomach. Her aura, while protecting her from the bullet piercing her flesh, could only prevent so much damage as she is thrown back of the force, Landing on the ground with a loud thud.* Ugh! Shit that hurt! *Yang coughed as she cursed to herself, rolling off her back on to her side when something catches her eye.*

Adam: I'll... have to admit. *Adam panted before coughing up blood an spitting to the side while holding his chest.* You have put up more of a fight then I thought you cause have since the first time we met human. *Adam then looked at his rifle before placing it on his side and looked around at their surrounding.* It must be fate that our paths cross here. Where I cut off your arm. Where I promised our beloved Blake that I would destroy everyone she loved. *Adam smirked as he looked back at to The blonde Huntress, now on her knees with her back facing him.* Starting with you. *Adam then appeared Yang until he stood I've her, drawing his sword back. As he spoke.* I can see her look of despair when I bring her your hand.

Yang: No you won't. *Yang growled and stepped up on one foot.* Because I won't ... *Yang gritted her teeth, clenching her teeth as her hair dimly gleamed.* I Won't! *Then just as Adam's sword came down a burst of golden flames erupted followed with a dragon like roar as burning red eyed Yang spun around, her golden gauntlet covered metal fist colliding with Adam's hand breaking all of his fingers despite his aura's shield and launching his sword far behind him with an explosive shot.* I WON'T LET YOU HURT BLAKE EVER AGAIN!

Adam: *The masked man howled in agony, barely managing to stay in his feet as he was thrown back. Once gaining his footing he held his shaking arm staring at his now mangled hand.* IM-IMPOSSABLE! *He hissed before whipping his head back to the golden flamed huntress to find her already face to face with her as she pulled her burning fist back.* !?!

Yang: That was for my arm! *Yang growled and throws a fiery uppercut into Adam's stomach, her fist dragging upward over his chest breaking his ribs and to his chin lifting him from the ground before her gauntlet fires launching him into the air.* THAT for was everyone you've hurt and killed! *Yang shouted, leaping into the like a rocket above Adam.* AND THIS *Yang roared with her semblance burning bright lighting up the night sky, to Adam looking like the broken moon behind the golden huntress as she draw back her burning flamed arm like the sun.* IS FOR MAKING THE WOMAN I LOVE CRY!! *And with that Yang's first smashed into Adam's face not only shattering his aura but his mask as well before making him crash into the ground like an astroid crashing into the earth. Then much like falling star Yang returned to the ground as the last of her semblance burnt out, landing on he feet before falling to his knees, panting tired as hell and body aching. While catching her breath, Yang glance down to the beaten unconscious bull Faunus, watching as he starts to choke on his own blood. Weakly, she reach with her still red hot metal hand to his left horn and turned his head, allowing his blood to spill out of his mouth so he may breath. Afterwards snapping off said horn.*

Adam: Auh...

Yang: That's for cutting my hair.

~~~

Blake: YANG! YANG! *Blake called out with Ruby and Weiss and the searched trough the ruins.* Where can she be!?

Weiss: YANG! Are you sure you saw her semblance active over here Ruby? *Weiss questioned, his knight lifting up a large rock to look under.*

Ruby: I am sure, Weiss. Only my sister can blaze like the sun at night. YANG! WHERE ARE YOU SI-huh? WOAH!

Weiss/Blake: WHATS WRONG!? *The two team mates called out quickly turning around to see what the alert was for before looking down. What the saw caused Weiss to gasp and Blake to go pale for on the ground laid a mummified skeleton of a right arm snapped at the wrist.*

Ruby: Blake... Is... I-Is that-*Ruby to question as Blake began to Nod only to be interrupted.*

Yang: Yep. That's mine. *Yang called out with a smile, the three girls whipping there heads towards her as she sat against a piece of ceiling waving with her right gauntlet hand.* Finally found my other gauntlet.

Ruby: YAAAAAANG! *Ruby shouted with tears of joy bolted towards her sister an pulling her into a hug, making Yang groan in pain.* Oh sorry.

Yang: Ow it's cool sis. Glad you are all alri-GAH! *She tried to said before Weiss did the same as Ruby*

Weiss: DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WORRIED WE ALL WERE?! You nearly gave us a heart attack! *Weiss scolded while crying before pushing away muttering an apology.*

Yang: *Yang only laugh before coughing and looking up at Blake who stood before her.* Hey.

Blake: Hey. *Blake smiled with tears in her eyes before kneeling down as gentle wrapping her arms around Yang's neck to hug her and gives her a kiss to which Yang glad returned. Once their lips parted The two lovers gazed into each other's eyes smiling before Blake spoke while running her fingers through Yang's short hair.* I like your new haircut.

Yang: Hehe oh yeah? I just got it done. *Yang joked holding Blake's hand to her cheek before nudging her head to her left.* And it's a good thing too. Otherwise I don't know what I would use to tie him up with. *The blonde stated, confusing her fried sister and lover until they looked over to see Adam on his side hands and feet bound with Yang's golden locks.*

Weiss: Is... Is her dead?

Ruby: *Ruby picked up and tossed a rock at the bull faunus who groaned as it hit him.* Nope.

Yang: Yeah. I didn't want to sink to his level. Besides, *Yang said as she give Blake a peck on the cheek.* OUR revenge on him is our happily ever after, right Blake?

Blake: *Blake could only let out a small chuckle as she places a kiss on Yang's forehead.* You truly are a Wonder Woman Yang. I love you.

Yang: I love you too.

*YEAH! THATS RIGHT! ALL OF THIS WAS A GLORIFIED WINDER WOMAN PUN! COME AT ME!*

THOMAS J. “STONEWALL” JACKSON: What is the worst injury your Muse ever received in combat?ZHUGE LIANG: Does your Muse use their Military/Combative/Tactical training in other aspects of their life?SUN TZU: How learned is your muse when it comes to tactical manuevers? Are they classically trained? Did they learn on the battlefields?JULIUS CAESAR: Does your Muse use any particular technology on the battlefield? What styles of weapons do they prefer?

JACKSON: “That’s hard for me to say, I mean, I’ve literally DIED you know that? Multiple times even. It’s hard to top death. But, before The Thunder King was sought out and struck down, I participated in a largely unnecessary battle in Dwarven territory. There a shaman lobbed a bout of lava so hot it melted my then inferior specced gauntlets, turning the metal to slag on my arms. Had to have a nearby warrior forcibly cut them off. My arms that is. I still have the slag set up in my trophy room, a reminder that I can never assume my gear is truly top of the line. Oh, and before you ask, the dwarfs there too.” He scowled. “I don’t need arms to reduce someone to a shard.”

 ZHUGE LIANG: “Life taught me to embrace the unconventional, to squeezing every advantage I can out of every situation I encounter, and how to turn an opponents strength into a liability. In conversation, to managing my gold, to even my diet and exercise.”SUN TZU: “When I was yet a neophyte, I signed up with a military unit, and within six hours left. I am not formally trained in any sort of warfare or tactics. What I learned I learned from the streets and shadows of Silvermoon, to its fighting pits, to eventually its battlefields and markets. I learn from watching others, I learn from others mistakes, I learn from the lessons of the past. It has been far more educating then under any drill instructor.”JULIUS CAESAR: “...I feel insulted. I’m..I’m carrying enough tools of destruction to make an elemental made of nitroglycerin blush. I carry no less then ten grenades on me at any time, two high yield fragmentation, two flashbangs, two freeze, two mana singularity devices aka mana bombs, and two smokers, their green coloration is due to using felblood as a base ingredient, and meant to also blind those who seemingly rely on magical sight. They also serve another function...but I have to keep that close to the chest, I can’t be spilling all my tricks. My gauntlets as well do more then merely stabilize my spellcraft. Made from a unique metal alloy I have dubbed Soulrizium. They are, putting it plainly, indestructible. They cannot be melted, they do not freeze. Acid is useless. Arcane exposure akin to a direct point blank blast from a grandstanding Evocationist have about as much effect as rainwater. Built in are among the following, and each controlled by a specific gesture, normally flicking my hand down, but these include: A fully functional Tazik shocker, with a range of thirty feet for ranged or left unsprung for something more intimate, the twin prongs can deliver a devastating jolt of electricity along a victims nervous system.Wrist mounted kinetic-kill, side-winder missile with a secondary pryokinetic burst.Dragon Gun. Not the mark two, we‘re talking traditional anti personal weaponry. That’s right, a flamethrower, pure napalm. And that’s just the offensive weaponry that doesn’t use magic. Alongside all that, I use my bolt gun often for...decisive endings, and use plasma shield generators, rocket boots, a mind amplification disc and synapse boosters. Spinal injector healing kits, a back mounted goblin designed glider, look. Long story short, I am a walking armory that pretends its a man. Yes, i favor goblin designs over gnomish, but thats a matter of results.

Thanks @wardennerd!

Continued from here @nefxriousmuses

The war was over - for now. He had lost Steve and Natasha along the way and that was just too much to cope with, so he didn’t. Well, in his own mind he wasn’t dealing with it. He left the tower and moved in with Raven, a whole new way of living and it was a lot of change at once but he didn’t have anywhere else to go and he did still have Raven... Something he had to focus on to keep himself here. He wasn’t one to be clingy and that wouldn’t change. He did just fine being on his own - although he didn’t do much. He was getting by and Raven was helping as much as he allowed but he didn’t allow much.

He didn’t want to be the same person from that war though, from all those years. He didn’t want to be The Winder Solider - not Hydras version of it anyways. He barely even knew who he was and while it wasn’t much of a start - it was in fact a start. He was in the bathroom, snipping away at chunks of hair, no real idea how to do it but he would figure it out... Jaw flexed when Raven came into view in the mirror, he froze for a moment, like he’d been caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to but after a moment of silence he handed the scissors to her over his shoulder and let his head fall a bit, “I don’t want it anymore... I hope thats okay.” There were memories of her fingers brushing through his hair, something he found comfort in and Bucky didn’t have a lot going for him, so he thought, and he hoped that his hair wasn’t something that kept her around.

It’s been a difficult few months... years, actually. If there wasn’t one thing trying to take over the other, it was another. During the last war, so many good people were lost. It was difficult to really let that all absorb, especially when it hit so close to home. Raven had lost her fair share of close friends and people she considered family so, she could empathize with Bucky. It was never easy and she could feel his walls go up. As a person who also put their walls up when in pain, she could understand and respect that. The most she could really offer him was silent support and some normalcy.  Moving in together was a big move in their relationship and one that she hoped would help in the long run. Living in the tower and moving to a house was a transition and Raven found herself having to run to the store for one thing or another. She had picked up a few treats for Alpine, a drying rack, and some tubes of toothpaste since they were running low. As she went to go put the toothpaste away, she caught sight of Bucky in the mirror. Arms crossed as she leaned against the doorframe, catching the chunks of brown hair being cut. Her head tilted as she tried to see if he had a plan with his cuts. Brown eyes met steel blue through the mirror, catching the way he tensed up. She met his stare with a quirked brown before he turned around and handed her the scissors.  “It’s your hair, you don’t need my permission.” Raven huffed in amusement. “Sit.” Taking the scissors, she pointed at the toilet seat. Back when she used to live with Finn, she used to cut his hair. It’s been many, many years but she figured she could do a good enough job. Worse comes to worst, there was always a barbershop. 

Voltron season 4 Review:

Spoilers ahead:

Ok, before we get started I just want to get my opinion on it straight, before people start assuming. I loved season 4. It was really good plot wise and we got some new characters. I feel like most people in the fandom need to calm down.

It had 6 episode and each was around 20 minutes. That is two hours. If you think thats enough well the other season have TWICE as much. So they were not able to fit in as much as usuall. Also I should mention, season 4 is basically part 2 for season 3.

The reason I'm bringing this up is for the klance shippers out there. Look klance is my otp when it comes to Voltron, but the way some of you acted was horrible. Saying the season was bad because they never said a word to each other. I'm pretty bumed out too, but that small factor does not have the right to call it horrible. So many thing of the season was wonderdul some perhaps not as much. Now we start with the review

*cons*

1. We din't really din't get much backstory or any of the sort. However it was 6 episodes long and stuff like that takes time.

2. Hunk and Lance where made a joke during the shows. They have grown so much and are much more than just the flirt or they comic relieaze. I hope they have better story element the next season. However this does not mean they were a joke the hole time. They had there moments to shine and help the team. So thats why this one isn't that bad. Because it was more focesed during the shows not the overall plot.

3. This one isn't really a con just a part that pissed me off. "Shiro" piloting black. As much as I was in suprised. As the black lion, did not take him in season 3 it help the plot and was conviniet. I belive however black just let him in so that they could form Voltron. That is NOT my Shiro. I just hope this does not jave to do with more fighting for the black paliden spot again. That was a CATastraphi. Sorry sorry. Anyways, it help with making sure they din't die, but it has raised suspicios if we are wrong and that really is Shiro. We will just have to wait and see.

Well to be honest thats about it. Everything else was plot wise sad parts. Three people dying. why???? No. Why as much as that was sad it helped move the plot foward. It was not really a con in the season more or less just something sad that made me mad.

*pro*

1. MATT AND PIDGE. This was beutiful the episode deticated towards it; it was beyon magnificant. This boy is everything we have ever hoped for. I love him. Both of them are now my children just as Keith is.

2. BOM Keith. It was awesome to see how he worked with them. Yet it was sad seeying him go. I've sen people talk about this. However must of them just talk about Lance being sad seeying him go. I do agree with that, but can we have a moment to talkabout Keith's feelings.

He got atached to them. We see he almost died in an explotion to save one; only for that same person to die in an explotion. That soldier is most likely not the only one Keith feel atached to. The poor boy has to see them get hurt or die. These are a part of the group of people that actually accept him. It must be so devestating. Imagen loosing a family member each day. My poor son.

He also left the team. The first group of people that he ever thought of as family. He left for many reasons. He was willing to SACRIFICE himself. Is that how much he thinks he means to the team. He is better of dead than alive??? There is just to much to say. To the people who complained he din't get anough screen time. There is some heavy lood right there in plain sight. You just wanted it to be said.

3. Filler episode. Some people said it was unessesary and horrible. I will agree that seeying Hunk as "comic relieaze" was insulting to his character arc. At the same time howvwr we saw much more character development in Coran. We saw how despret he was to prove the team he able to help. He did, but I'm not sure if he is 100% ok still. That must have been hard. He was put down when the shows failed. He lony wants to help them.

4. We saw a new light of the generals. We saw how the loked up to him, but when they're own was killed becuase she was infected by Haggar. They took action. This is intresting as it made him come to Voltron. I winder what will happen to them.

5. Lotor's switch. When bieng betrayed by his owngeneralls he went to Voltron the only people that would be able to help him. I'm not sure what DreamWorks is planning to do with him. I do know however seeying his character grow, change, or see he is faking this act will be fun and intresting.

6. How can I NOT talk about Allura's character. We can see she ia more accepting to Keith and has grown so much. She can't do things on her own she will need the paladins to help her out. Thats were we see her growth more;when Lance gave her those words of encouragment. That helped them in that situation, but it also helped her grow. I'm sorry I just- I just love this godess😭😭😭

7. Some people say we got a season 1 type of Lance this season. All the progres he made was destroyed. However I would like to disagree with that. It's clear by the way he acts he hides his inccecurities by bieng flirty and whity. A flerting Lance is what we got, but by looking at him in the background we can see his true feelings. The reason we think they just obliteraited his development was because he never talked about it. Think about it the only time we have ever seen him open up to people is when the two are having a one on one conversation. With everything in this season not only is he bussy with the fight against the galra, but the plot is always moving. We only had 6 episodes. So we din't exacly get to see him open up.

Welp thats all I have to say over all I loved this season. I hope people soon start to see what was good in it. Can we please get together again for one day and not be at each other????? Like when Keiths vlog came out. Is that so much to ask????? Anyways thanks foe listening to me ramble on. Even though you have probably read millions of these. I'm sure someone has said this better already but still.

Have a sweel night everyone!!!

The Monster Underneath (warning: panic attack based thoughts)

Sometimes my plethora of mental illnesses can make me tired, or irritable, or even emotionless. But sometimes… just every now and then, it sends me into an absolute rage. I tried stabbing boxes, ruining artwork, tearing things apart, excercising, screaming, but nothing helps. I want to burn shit, punch someone, cause harm.

For. Absolutely. No. Motherfucking. Reason.

I just want to cause chaos. If im not careful, i might actually set my house on fucking fire. I want people to scream, cry and hate me.

The last time i felt like this, i attacked my brother, trying to tear his eyes out. He still has scars above and below his eye. I feel nothing but this hunger to hurt someone. Whether its myself or someone else, it doesnt matter. As long as it happens. And honestly, when im not in this mindset, im fucking terrified.

Terrified ill wake up from it, and find out ive done something deplorable. Or that ive actually hurt myself to the point where i cant come back from it. Self harm is a grounding tool for me, keeps me planted in reality.

I used to do things, keep my attention busy. Then those things betrayed me. They changed, they became annoying, or werent like they once were. I tried dance, art, working out, but everything is just screaming, “guilt guilt guilt”. My mind won’t shut up. They won’t quiet down.

Im going crazy. I cant sleep. I cant eat. I want to push everyone away and blame them for it. I want to disappear off the face of the earth. I want destroy my body, i want to destroy everything. Like how credence let out the obscurial and tore things apart and killed people, i want to release the monster hiding in the back of my mind. Its laying there, waiting. The meds helped, but then they didnt, so i stopped taking them.

My energy is exploding from my hands, making them shake as i type. Ive chewed my lip raw, i can even taste blood. My stomsch hurts, its twisting and turning and burns. I want to cry, but theres no tesrs to cry. I want to cut, i want to tear my skin off, i feel claustrophobic. Im under the house, the basement, theres too much above me. My nervous ticks are back, panic attack, panic attack, panic attak.

Tearing, ripping, hurting, crying, screaming. Nothings wrong, not really, but its been too long. I need to snap. I need to break, then i can put myself back together again. Then ill be fine. Just need to escape reality. Too much reality. Its closing in. It hurts. Its like its breathing down my neck. I hate it hate it hate it.im gonna be sick. Gonna hurt myself. Ill hate myself later. I hate myself now. Laugjing. Crying? Fuck !! I just cant stop.

Mom. Mom call mom. She knows what to do. But shes asleep. Can’t help. Wont answer the phone. Fuck. What do i do. Huh? No one here can help. Im fucked. Its just like last time. The room is closing in. Thede walls are goimg to swallow me. Finally finally finally. Its here i acm feel it its coming i camt do it im just gomma folloe thr dark psth, thr tunnel vision. The mrds are on thr shelf i can take one or teo or maybe al of thrm. I winder i wonder wmder. Fuck $ !! I can feel my throat closing up. Its… its… the monsyer the momster thr de,oms cominh out to play. Theyre laugjing sshut up shut uo shut up shut… shut up… shut… please… just… just br quiet… yes… quirt just… just like. That. Yeah…

Thats… thats better. One, two pills. And my heart will stop racing. I can breathe. Thats better, i can see again. I can hear again. They stopped laughing, screaming. The rage is gone. My stomach feels better. Yes. This is what i needed. Now ill… just walk a bit. Its late, but thats okay. That means i won’t run into anyone. Yes. Perfect. Look at thr stars, breathe, step, breathe. Step again, breathe, i got this. Its cold enough to feel it. Its dark enough to use the lamps. Thats better.

Im okay. Im alive. Im… better, i worked through. Yes. I can do this. Life isn’t so bad. Yeah. That was just a moment, a blip. A frozen screen. A momentary elipse. Mhm. Ill call mom in thr morning. Maybe ill hang out with - - - - - tomorrow. Yeah. Well, today i guess. Yup. We’ll… eat that food i shouldnt, just because its yummy, watch a movie, and get tipsy on chocolate liqueurs. Mhm, yes. Now… now its time to go home and sleep. Yes… sleep.

And tek didnt leave because of what you think (you said i called him a bad healer). Your friend apparently said i called him a bad healer but i said no such thing. He left because there were too many assholes in the group. Quit...making me out to be the bad guy when all i ever do is try to come from a place of love...just....stop...cause im doing my best here when people just keep saying my intentions are false....last i checked...i was still trying to be the best honest kind hearted soul out there.... Yet *im* on thin ice...be my friend or not...i dont need your pity...i dont need to be on thin ice with you...i dont need to be blamed for the shit others do to you....im responsiblr for mgself and all i can say is i tried to carry myself with dignity and...come from a place of love Be my friend or not...just know where we both stand...cause im not the one that should be taking on the shit you do to yourself or what others do to you...*i* didnt do that and my hands are clean...i didnt do shit so dont blame me... You winder why i disappear so much...you cant blame someone that easnt there....you have yourself to blame...just...stop saying im on thin ice...YOU have to forgive me...? Ive done things...but dont talk as if youve done nithing and youre the complete victim If i eas to be completely frank...nobody won....nobody...not you. Not me. Nobody. Youre here thinking im...idk what yohre thinking. But im a mess. And you are too. Imo youre finding bad habits to pick up every time you let go of one...me? I wont let go Thats the tragedy of it all. Ive lost friends and you dont even know. So to have you speak yo me as if youre threatening not to be my friend? I said weve known wach other for so long...we are lifetime friends...but friends dont threaten each other and say theyre on thin ice... Guess we may end up being low maintenance feiends that never talk....just like how eric, jose, ricky, etc ended up being.... Hah...kell lost her friends from being fake...im losing mine because i chose to...cause theyre bad for me...im tired of my kindness veing misued... Your friends were right...youre kind as well....but you think the world owes you something... You wont succeed blaming others.... I wanna blog about the fun ive had...but idk I could list the stuff ive dropped to help you when you were in need...i dont like ANY talk of suicide...especially from you...so when you came online on a toon i didnt recognize ( i thought you were tek)....and said lmlei help me get to 70 or ill kms....i...i did...we tried kp....it was rash...i couldnt explain what was going on with you but...i jumped in...for support. I didnt wanna argue.. i just wanted to help you. You said you needed it...so i came It clearly wasnt gonna work but...like 5 sec after you alted...i was able to form an ops group for the dp gf...and you lvld to 70 before you went to bed... You never said thank you...i didnt...and dont need it...but you take me for granted....if you dont notice...key word: if. Idk if you notice...cause you blame me for every bad thing...but dont realize i try to make your days better...i genuibely try...to make your days better....but you dont look for it or you dont look for it in me anymore...but is that my fault? Is it really?...i dont think so. But...who cares...im trying to stqy true to myself....i know i helped you out....you had some trolls...i miss our talks but...you seemed to enjoy yourself enough... I miss the days when i just...could make your days perfect.....but...anyway...i met my goal...you asked for help lvling...yoy got to 70....hope you enjoyed... I hope i still find enjoyment...idk anymore. Ive been running as a lone wolf....had to cut ties with wick to prevent pastry puff from attacking me....and you....yeah, you...tobhurt me...they use you...and it hurts T.T...so i left eon...and i lrft wick...hes q friend...but...his gf attacks me for no reason...shes anxious wnd flirts 2ith others but gets jealoue over me when im not putting myself in q position to be....confused for anything hut a friend... but yeah... Lost wick....so i dont really raid with anyone since sris and gold and val are quitting...you...i feel like youre already gone...im on thin ice...i feel like im not a friend to you...idk... im on thin ice either way....ill be losing more friends... Ehats upsetting is that i ...have a choice not to be friends with you...like i fo with wick and everyone else ive cut out from my life....yet...i dont Thats...how i know your mom is right... I...gotta get sleep...i do hope you have a good day...and some rest....you had a lot of talk of killing yourself... makes me scared of valentines day...for several reasons....but...good night...take care...im scwred this is the last time ill be able to tell you that personally...