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wol-fica · 1 year

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-𝔹𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕤 ℙ𝕋3-

pairings - nessy poopoo x fem!dopey stupido

summary - waking up with the girl of you dreams feels like such a wonderful thing

warnings - FLOOF

an - i’m really glad people are enjoying this series so much, i love writing it too

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Waking up used to be so terrible for you.

You hated having to remove yourself from your bed and leave the warmth it provided just to be productive in a day. Your presence was apparently rEqUiReD in school and Weems deemed it as, “Being awake for a school function is professional!”

But now after you graduated, moved into your own home, and don’t have to get up at the crack of dawn, waking up doesn’t seem so bad.

Oh and you’re married too, what a plus!

Wednesday, your gothic wife, was always a morning person. Never without fail would she arise from her slumbers as precisely 7:00 AM, no more no less. You enjoyed being a night owl, weirdly Wednesday also enjoyed that you were a night owl; she would get to fall asleep on you while you either read to her or just hummed a tune she enjoyed.

Wednesday also enjoyed waking up, she loved the terrible feeling of having to leave her bed, it was such a good practice for every day. But Wednesday also loved being able to just watch you.

When you were asleep, you were relaxed. No stress was etched into your features, no lopsided grin coating your face, no witty remarks passing your lips; just you being absolutely limp.

As of this morning, Wednesday had just woken up for the day. It was a lazy Saturday in June, so birds were chirping their souls away on the windowsill while sunlight beamed in from above. One of the rays had fallen on your face, casting you in a gorgeous golden glow.

Wednesday was in awe, all she could do was stare. The sun highlighted the small nicks on your skin that were previously hidden in the shade, and Wednesday wanted to kiss all of your freckles that you had dusted across your nose.

In her black, soulless eyes, you were perfect. You were a fallen angel sent from the deepest pit of hell and into her lap. You were the thing she craved on a boring Tuesday afternoon after she finished her weekly taxidermy crafts, you were the warm, comforting embrace she desired to settle down her cold, unfortunately beating heart.

You were it for her, the drug she accidentally got herself addicted to. The way you held yourself was so alluring to her, you didn’t have a care if anyone said anything bad about you, you would just smile. Your posture and poise was strong, an attractive trait to Wednesday, and you always had the will to do almost anything.

But here you were, laying down on your shared king-sized bed as Wednesday studied you from above. She was straddled on your waist after sitting up from laying on your body. Her weight and her aroma was always enough for you to fall asleep, and if she was away you would spray a weighted blanket with her perfume just to get some sort of closure that it was her.

Wednesday enjoyed having that effect on you, the control. She liked knowing that you needed her to even do many tasks, i.e. falling asleep, cooking, going for runs without getting mugged, the simple things.

You shifted in your sleep, a small whine of discomfort passing your lips. You were waking up, Wednesday knew that from the lack of her body on yours, so she returned to her previous position of her body hooked over yours. Her legs were around your hips, locking you in place, while her arms went under your back to hold you.

“Sleep, mi amor…” She whispered into your ear, kissing your cheek as she nestled herself even closer to you.

You sighed in response, your brain shifting back into a deep sleep state at the return of your wife’s presence.

Wife. A label Wednesday never thought she would think of someone else. Her life felt to preoccupied for marriage, the devotion of oneself to another person for eternity seemed pointless and a waste of her time.

That being said, Wednesday loved you very very much. After meeting you in botany class her second year at nevermore, she became lovesick for you. She wanted you, she needed you, and now that she was finally graduated and living her long-awaited adult life, she had you.

“Nes…” You murmured int your sleep, your head turning into Wednesday’s collar bone.

“I’m here…” Wednesday cooed, her hands rubbing the back of your neck.

You had turned, your body pushing Wednesday onto her back as you now laid atop her. Your lips were incredibly close to her skin, your warm breath fanning out across her naked shoulder.

Pure bliss is what Wednesday would describe your mornings. It was such a blessing to be able to love and hold you in this peaceful state, when her whole focus was on you.

Mornings were terrible, but they always were the best start of your days.

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woke up at 6 and wrote this, then fell back asleep

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kitseldust · 2 months

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Wings and Dust

OKAY so this is the first completed snzfic i've ever written. The guys in the story - my oc's - are called Niko and Nessie (i will post them more) and i cant stop thinking abt them at all like. im obsessed

NSFW STORY BTW. LIKE PENISES INVOLVED

TW: MENTIONS OF SA BUT IT DOESNT ACTUALLY HAPPEN

MINORS FUCK OFF

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“Here darl, I’ll buy you another drink” The man winked, moving away from the table to approach the bar. Nessie stretched out, a smile on his face. He loved when people bought him drinks: a perfect way for fans to show their appreciation. He watched as the guy slowly walked back with their drinks when he felt someone grab his arm. He looked around suddenly to see none other than Niko signalling for him to move. Nessie complied.

“Niko, what the fuck? I was scoring a free drink!”

“There’s no such thing as a free lunch.” Niko said, dragging Nessie down a back corridor. Nessie noticed his wings were pressed flat against his head, something Nessie had learned to be an indicator of anxiety. Something was wrong.

“What does that even mean?” Nessie asked, pulling his hand free from Niko’s grip.

“That guy you were talking to. He put something in your drink.” Niko explained, grabbing Nessie’s shoulders and turning the white-haired man to look at him.

“Like what?” Nessie questioned as Niko removed his hands and kept walking. Nessie ran a bit to catch up. “A flavour enhancer? I don’t get it.”

“I admire how even though you’ve been through the worst, you can keep some sense on naivety. He put a drug in your drink.”

“Aren’t drugs meant to be fun?”

“Not this one, Ness. This type of drug makes you fall asleep. With your sleeping body he probably would’ve tried to rape you.”

“WHAT!?” Nessie shouted loud enough for Niko to flinch.

“The world out here isn’t sunshine and rainbows, Ness.”

“Wait…so that’s why Navia asks me to watch her drink? You’re telling me this is common?”

“Sadly so. We need to leave so he doesn’t find yo-“ Niko began, when he was interrupted by a loud shout.

“NESSIE! Where are you? I got your drink!”

Niko clapped a hand to his mouth, pulling Nessie through the nearest doorway into an old janitor’s closet.

“Shit. This is not good. I thought he’d just leave it.” Niko whispered as he attempted to make himself comfortable in the cramped space. He sat himself down on what he assumed was a bucket, brushing a layer of dust off of it before moving Nessie onto his lap so they could both sit. The space was so small that even though both men were facing each other, both of their backs could hit the wall. Nessie clung onto Niko, who was listening for any more noise. Nessie’s nose twitched, trying to ignore the itch that had begun to prickle.

“Ugh, that slut!” An agitated voice growled, scarily close to their closet. Niko heard the sound of smashing glass-he presumed the guy had thrown it against the wall. “Did you see him anywhere?” The voice continued, aimed at someone else who had entered the corridor.

“I’m sure I saw your white boy run off with someone else.”

“And where did they go!?”

“Down here somewhere…” The other voice replied. Nessie registered they were still talking about something or other, but the itch in his nose was beginning to become unbearable.

“Fuck…” He murmured into Niko’s ear, curling his head into his roommate’s shoulder.

“Are you okay?” Niko whispered quietly.

“hh.. It’s so… hih… so dusty in hhere…” Nessie explained, unable to control the hitching of his breath.

“Shit shit shit…” Nessie heard Niko breathe. “They’re literally right outside the door.”

“I fuhhh.hih..fucking know!” Nessie whisper-shouted.

“Can you hold it back?” Niko asked, moving his hand to grip Nessie’s hair.

“I don’t know…”

Niko sighed. "Just try, okay?" He felt Nessie nod his head against his shoulder.

And then he felt Nessie's head bob. Once, twice, 3 times...

"ngt! h'ngt! kt!"

He curled his hand into him even harder, pushing the white-haired man further into his shoulder. Fuck. He knew that once Nessie started, he wouldn't be able to stop. This was not good.

Nessie removed his head from Niko's shoulder and looked up at the winged man. "Sorry..." He whispered.

"Don't worry. I know you can't help it." Niko breathed. He hoped Nessie wouldn't notice the growing bulge in his pants. He felt Nessie smile (granted, he couldn't see anything, but it was an educated guess) as he guided the younger man's head back onto his shoulder, stroking his hair as he heard Nessie trying to regulate his breathing. Probably trying to stave off another sneezing fit. Niko heard scuffling behind the door, footsteps getting eerily close to the closet.

“Well, your lead was a dead end, huh?” The voice from earlier jeered, leaning against the closet door with a thump!

“I could’ve sworn they went this way!” The other voice repeated. Niko felt Nessie’s breath hitch again. No, not now. Anytime but now.

“Nhhh… Niko I’m.. heh.. hih… I’m gonna snehheeze again… Whhh.. What do I do?” Nessie hitched against his neck. Niko’s breath caught in his throat, both at the adrenaline of avoiding those fucking creeps and also by the intimate position he and Nessie were in. He felt Nessie’s hands grab onto his back as the white-haired man tried to press up against Niko as hard as he could: Presumably using the winged man’s body to muffle any noise, but had the effect of pushing against Niko’s growing arousal. He pinched his mouth shut as to not let out a noise of his own as he felt Nessie’s breath on his neck. This time, the stifling was less successful, and Niko couldn’t help but freeze up, a hand over his mouth.

“ ngt-kt! H’AKch! K’Shu! Heh..hih…HIK’tch-chh-kSHu! Heh’ikShU! Hek’tchu! K’shh-h’shu! T’schUu… k’Tch!”

“What was that?” One of the voices asked, removing his back from the door. Niko continued stroking Nessie’s hair, in an attempt to convey everything was alright.

“What was what?” The other voice asked.

“There was a noise…”

“Tinnitus? Or did the demons get you again, Joseph?”

“I’m going to kill you.” Growled the first voice — who was now identified as belonging to a Joseph. The guy who tried spiking Nessie.

“Ha! You wish! Should we just cut our losses and go home? Maybe get a pretty girl to join us tonight?”

Niko felt the door vibrate as if someone had just kicked it. Nessie shifted uncomfortably against him, only putting more pressure on the thing Niko was trying so hard to hide.

“I’m determined to get that one. Did you see him? Prime real estate!”

“Yeah, sure, whatever. We won’t be able to find him by just standing around, Joe.” The other voice muttered.

“You’re right. Let’s go. Maybe he’s dancing?”

“Sure”

Niko waited with bated breath until the footsteps faded out until he spoke.

“Nessie, we’re clear.” He mumbled. The white haired man inhaled a large hitching breath before all Niko could feel was Nessie sneezing onto his neck.

“H’eshu! H’kssh-kshh-tschu! Hih-tchu! K’chih! h’KTchu! hK’SHU-t’Schu! Hh… Hek’chht! tSSCh-K’chu!”

Niko sat there, open-mouthed, feeling every expulsion of air, every drop of saliva that managed to escape Nessie’s mouth. His hips bucked up involuntarily seeking further friction. Niko gasped as Nessie moved his face from his shoulder.

“Niko… are you… fhhuck!” Nessie began, making Niko flush red.

“Hehh..! hK’SHU! tSSCh-K’chu!Hih-tchu! Hek’tchu! K’shh-h’shu! hK’SHiu-t’tcchu! tshuu! Hk’tchh! Ak’ptsch! P’kshh-tshh-chht!”

This time, Nessie tilted his head down to sneeze freely onto his shirt, unable to move his head to the side or cover in time. Niko could barely help himself as he began stroking Nessie’s face.

“Jesus fuck, Ness…” Niko mumbled, more to himself than Nessie.

“I can feel you poking me.” Nessie sniffed, moving his hand to rub at his poor nose. Niko sighed.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be.” Nessie assured him, bringing his face closer to Niko’s to bring him in for a kiss. Niko let out a small noise of surprise before returning the favour, clashing his lips against Nessie’s.

“Did the locked-in-a-closet scenario turn you on that much?” Nessie breathed, sniffing again.

“Well…” Niko started. His eyes had adjusted enough to the dark to see Nessie’s nose had begun to twitch again. The younger man had his face tilted to the ceiling as he hitched once, twice, then nothing. Nessie let out a frustrated groan as he rubbed his nose again.

“Stuck?” Niko asked. Nessie nodded, breathing heavily. Niko moved his hands to stroke Nessie’s cheek. “I have an idea.” He continued.

“Phh..please…” Nessie stuttered through hitching breaths. Niko tilted his head to the side, spreading his wings just enough to run against Nessie’s face.

“Ihh.. It’s nohht working,” Nessie mumbled. “Juhhst use one feather, mehh… hih… maybe?”

Niko hummed in appreciation, moving his hand to find a loose feather he could pluck. He yanked on one, quickly followed by a sneeze of his own: something that would inevitably happen every time he plucked a feather.

“Akk’TSCHIU! H’AKSHU! Ha, look, now I’m sneezing too.” he chuckled. He moved the feather closer to Nessie’s face, moving it against the underside of his nose.

“Fhh..fuck, Niko…” Nessie hitched helplessly. Niko then moved the feather into one of Nessie’s nostrils, swirling it around the spluttering man’s nose until Nessie practically pushed him off.

“hh.. hih… hih’hih’EKK’tshiew! tSSCh-K’chu! H’kssh-kshh-p’schh! P’chtt! T’KsHIEW! h’KTchu! hK’SHU-t’Schu! K’chih! Ptch’KSHU! Chht-ktchuu! Ts’chiuu!”

Nessie gripped onto Niko’s shoulders, sniffling and trying to catch his breath as Niko grabbed his face and pulled him into another hungry kiss.

“Fuck, you’re just so hot…” He murmured. Nessie’s head snapped back as he looked at Niko, eyes wide.

“Ohhh…” Nessie sighed.

“What?” The winged man asked.

“You’re horny for my sneezing…” Nessie continued, a large grin spreading across his face. Niko looked down awkwardly, just for Nessie to grab his chin and force him to look back up. “Don’t worry. I like it.” He said, capturing Niko’s lips in another desperate kiss. His tongue was exploring Niko’s mouth, and he rutted forwards to apply friction to their blatant arousal. When Nessie started to hitch again, he flashed another toothy grin at Niko, who looked at his roommate, transfixed. He was allowed to look. He saw Nessie’s chest rise and fall, still grinding his hips against Niko’s. He saw his eyes start to turn bleary. It was too dark to pinpoint exact expressions, but he could just imagine the tears welling in Nessie’s eyes, the way his mouth dropped slightly open…

“Hih..hh.h’KTchu! hK’SHU! Hek’tchu! K’shh-h’shu! EKK’tshiew! tshuu! Hk’tchh! Shit…”

Niko let out a small moan, bringing Nessie’s lips to meet his again. His arms trailing down Nessie’s clothes, desperately grabbing onto whatever was there. Once he reached Nessie’s waistband, he paused, waiting for confirmation. Nessie gasped a small “Please…” and that was all Niko needed to free the white-haired man’s cock. It was already hard, leaking precum. Niko thumbed the head and Nessie moaned into his mouth. He broke the kiss to move his hand up and spit on it, bringing it back down to stroke Nessie. Nessie decided to return the favour, enthusiastically plunging his hand down into Niko’s pants. Niko let out a yelp of surprise as his dick hit the cool air, and Nessie let out a small giggle in return. At first, Niko kept a steady pace while stroking Nessie’s cock, making sure to relish the shudders and noises Nessie made. Every breath Nessie took could’ve been a hitch of breath or a moan of pleasure, and although Niko couldn’t tell which, it only made him more aroused. Nessie’s hand was surprisingly soft as it glided over his own dick, trying to match the rhythm Niko had set. It felt exhilarating. He was becoming more and more undone with every movement of Nessie’s hand, unable to control the small noises leaving his mouth while also focusing on keeping a hand on Nessie’s cock at the same time. This man was unravelling him, waves of pleasure coursing through his body as he felt Nessie’s lips on his again, moving against each other as if they were made to be connected. Tongues exploring mouths, slick sounds and pants filling the air. And then, without warning, Nessie broke the kiss with a small

“H’IKKshu! Chh’Hih’SHU!”

They were so sudden that Nessie couldn’t move his head in time, sneezing all over Niko. And that was all it took for the winged man to spill out over Nessie’s hand with a sharp cry, desperately trying to keep pumping Nessie’s cock as he rode his high. Nessie stroked him through, murmuring presumably words of encouragement. It was hardly a minute later that Nessie himself came; head buried in Niko’s shoulder again.

“Holy shit.” Niko gasped.

“Holy shit indeed. I never expected you to be this deranged.” Nessie added on, rubbing his nose.

“Thanks Nessie. Really helping my self-esteem here.”

Nessie laughed, trying to shove his pants back on while avoiding the wet spots. Niko felt himself go red.

“You can uh… Tie my jacket around your waist too. We need to go home and clean up.” Niko mumbled, stroking Nessie’s hair.

“Yeah. That we do.” The white-haired man laughed, enveloping Niko’s lips with his own again. “I can’t wait to get out of this dusty ass closet.” Niko pretended he didn’t notice how red Nessie’s nose had gotten once they opened the door, or the way Nessie was still diligently rubbing it with the same hand that had just stroked him to completion.

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that-one-random-writer · 1 year

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Chasing you Chapter 6 {Complete}

Summary: Jake retires from the military honorably. He steps into a new roll, ready to settle down in his hometown of Texas. He is placed on your shift. Your current relationship is stable until the dust settles, revealing cracks in the foundation.

Warnings: Cursing, violence, police experiences based on truth, accurate on most accounts of law enforcement, it might get gory at times. Be aware of blood, drugs, and all things law enforcement. Smut eventually. A/N may have my true experience attached if you're interested. All real names redacted.

Chapter 1. Next Chapter. Masterlist

Jake sat on the couch of the back patio, grabbing a toothpick from the pack on the table.

You sat in the chair across from him. "Why did you let me stay over?"

Jake sat back, situating his body. The air was still warm enough that his skin didn't feel too chilled in the growing darkness of the night. "I asked my mom about you when I got back home." He paused, looking at the back pasture that had his horses galloping around. "Our parents have been friends for a while. She said I could trust your family, so I figured that would extend to you."

You looked back at the horses playing. "Yeah, Nessie started his visits a few years after high school when I moved out. Mama got pretty close with Mrs. Ophelia for a while. Recently, she's been a little distant, though. Mama was worried she did something wrong."

Seresin looked down to his hands. He rubbed his palms together. "No, your mom didn't do anything. Mom has been going through a hard time. She hasn't even been talking to me or my sisters."

"Bless her heart. I am not going to ask for details. Im assuming your dads mess has something to do with it. Is she okay? Can I do anything?" You asked kindly.

"She will be. She's a tough woman. There's nothing I can think of." Seresin looked back out to the pasture.

"I'm gonna get her a gift basket together from the family." You pulled out your phone and wrote it on your to-dos. "You know ophelia talked about you a lot with my mom. I never got your name, though. Small world that we work together now."

"What all did she say?" His chest raised up with pride. Knowing ophelia, it would be all good accomplishments acknowledged.

"She said you were top of your class at the naval aviation academy, and you were awarded for your heroism against the enemy, and you had an award for Afghanistan combat." You smiled remembering how proud ophelia was telling your mom over a sweet tea front porch meet up the morning before a family dinner a few months back.

"Stop..." Seresin's signature smirk grew into his cheeks. He leaned his arm back behind his head. His toned body on full display. "Well, you know I did a few things." He failed miserably at being humble.

A laugh chimed from your lips. "Yeah, I bet you did."

The sun had gone down, and the stars peeked out with only the full moon casting dim light. Colder air blowing in.

Your phone rang. "Hey honey."

James was on the other end. "Hey, where are you? I haven't seen you all day." You cringed remember the guilt that was sitting in your chest earlier. Conversation was so easy with Seresin that it made you forget the world around you.

"Sorry, honey. I went to a friend's house to sleep, so I wouldn't bother you playing your game." You hated keeping details. It was the worst, but this called for it. The fight was not going to be here over the phone. The guilt set in further as you looked back at Jake, flipping the toothpick in his mouth so nonchalant and hot... no handsome... no, like a nice-looking friend. Your brain did flips, trying to rail itself back on track. "I'll be home soon. I love you, bye. "

James screamed at his TV again. As he clicked the end call. You squeezed your eyes shut, not wanting to face what was your reality at home. No more screaming at the TV and certainly no screaming at you. Fear seeping in realizing what you had done in your desperation to sleep.

"I'll take you back. Just let me ask, why are you with this guy? Dont give me the practicality crap." Jake heard the yelling, and seeing the reaction on your face was not pleasant.

"H-He stayed with me through cancer. He was at every treatment. He helped me live when I was really sick." You just threw it out there. You couldn't hold it in. The pain of hearing Jame's voice with his selfishness of the gaming while you slept pushed you into an emotional war. You wanted things to be good with him. They just weren't. You could see it. You knew everyone could see it. "He was such a good man. I don't know what happened. If he can stay with me through cancer, then I can stay through this rough patch. He will get better. I just have to give him time."

Seresin leaned up. He grabbed the toothpick from his mouth and flicked it into the grass. "Fair enough. I hope he figures it out soon for your sake."

The truck pulled up next to your car. "Thank you. Really, I mean it."

"You're welcome. You can stay anytime and as long you'd like. I really mean that." You opened the door with a nod of acknowledgment.

Your mind fought your body to hug him. You pressed on, walking to your car where you were safe from urges. His truck left.

You sat thinking for a moment. "He's just a good friend." You willingly convinced yourself. You stopped in the restaurant and grabbed dinner.

You got home sitting on the couch and set up dinner. "Hey honey. You go back to Kennedys house?" He knew Kennedy, and he knew that there was nothing to worry about.

"No, I was at a family friend's house. He is on shift with me and Ken now." You spoke. You never lied no matter how much shit you would get.

"He? Which family friend?" James didn't hide anger and assumptions well.

"Jake seresin, ophelia's son." You answered.

"The military guy came home?" He questioned.

"Yeah. He is Ken's new trainee." You prayed using Ken's name to vouch would lighten the blow.

"Why didn't you stay at Ken's?" He began interrogating.

"Kennedy wasn't going to be home, and his mom was there with her friend at the pool." You defended.

"Then why didn't you just stay here?" His voice began to raise.

"Because James," you matched his volume. Throwing the stupid salad on the ground. Venom spewed off him name. "You wouldn't turn the TV down, I had to roll Greg's dead body over on the pavement my knees were covered with parts of his brain, not that you fucking cared to ask, and then I come home finally get to sleep and you're screaming about headshots to the damn TV."

"I wasn't home to ask. How was I supposed to know that? Then you just come home from whoring around with this Jake guy and I'm just supposed to be cool with it because I was playing a game to relax from my hard night. I had four people call in sick. I had to run four extra positions... Not that you fucking cared to ask either." James screamed.

"I wasn't whoring around. I went there slept, ate and came home. I can't fucking believe you'd think I would do that to you."

"Is he gay?" James asked abruptly.

Your teeth clamped together. "What?" Your knuckles turned white against your sides.

"You heard me! Does he like a dick in his ass? Does he bat for Kennedy's team?"

"I don't know. I didn't ask." You held your arms out.

"Then I don't want you over there." James fumed. "When you're painting each others toe nails, talking about your door ringer celebrity men, doing whatever shit you do with ken. Then you can go, but until that happens, it's not okay."

"You're fucking ridiculous, and rude." You yelled and walked out. You grabbed your phone calling Ken. Tears spilled. "Ken, I need drinks are you busy."

Kennedy's deep voice came through the speaker. "Marilyn... I'm at home you can come over. What's wrong?"

You got in the car and drove the few miles to his house. "I fucked up."

"You didn't..." He trailed. "Did you sleep with Seresin?"

Your scoff was very dramatic. "No. I just went over there and slept. James is accusing me of it though, he basically made a fucking rule I cant go over there."

"Rules were meant to broken Mar. You know I can ask if we can go over to Seresin's I'm sure he would have us over for drinks."

"No, he's right. I don't need to go over there. He's a single man, and I am a taken woman. I need to respect him. I am pissed he put a rule down, but I understand why." You sighed.

"Suit yourself. I mean I think he's a great guy. He doesn't seem like the type to break that boundary. Not from how he was talking the last few shifts."

"Did he say anything about me with james?" You parked your car ending the call walking up to the door opening it.

"Come in..." Kennedy laughed at his sarcasm. "He said some things, but I'm not a snitch."

"Damn it, ken! Why did you let me go over there?" You held your arms up.

"No, I only suggested it because I couldn't have you over, you needed sleep, and I trusted that he wouldn't do anything. He didn't say anything intimate or misogynistically gross. Just that it was a shame you were in a relationship."

You groaned throwing a pillow at him sitting down on the couch. "Liam Kennedy!"

"Okay chill. I got it, Seresin is now on my shit list." Kennedy chuckled.

"Not funny." You threw another pillow. Throwing your hands in your face to cover the embarrassment.

"So now what, your man's all jealous of Seresin?" He sat up on the couch.

"Yeah, I guess so. Maybe this is a good thing. Maybe now he will try harder." You looked over at him through your fingers.

"Don't go playing with fire, Marilyn. You know that's what got you killed with our scandal." He joked about the conspiracy of Marilyn Monroe's murder by the government after the Kennedy affair.

"I'm not going to play with fire. I'm just playing the card you so graciously handed me." You rolled your eyes.

Kennedy sighed. "He is really hot, though. Those uniform pants..." He trailed, widening his eyes at the thought of Seresin's tight ass. Literal and figurative.

"Kennedy I'm not doing this..." you trailed.

"It was fine when it was that guy on A shift." He defended.

"He didn't cause an argument at home." You tensed.

"I'm just saying the man is ripped. I can tell from his arms. The sleeves look like they are holding on by a thread." He kept prodding for information.

"Oh he is." Your mouth was faster then your brain.

"I fucking knew it, you sly bitch. What happened, tell me everything..." He bit his lip sitting back knowing he had you cornered.

A/N: No one knows about Kennedy like that except your boyfriend and family. This is for the story's sake only, nothing further involving the job.

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bootleg-nessie · 1 day

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name-brand-nessie · 4 months

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My 11 year old cousin just got his first 3D printer and used my grandma’s phone to call me and ask if he had any “G-code files laying around that I could let him borrow” because I have one too

#nessie on drugs #nessieposting #3d printing #3d printer #rule #196 #r/196 #meme #memes #shitpost #shitposting #196 rule

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g0tmilkx3 · 2 years

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Sure Looks Strange to Me I

You met Emerald Haywood purely by chance. You didn’t expect to go through a near death experience with her but stranger things have happened.

WARNINGS: Mature, NOPE spoilers, swearing, crude jokes, drug use (weed), death mention, suggestive language, mentions of oral sex (female receiving), this story is lesbian so yes the relationship moves very fast for no reason, written like a romcom, not proofread

Dividers by: Firefly-Graphics

Part 1 Part 2

“Hey! I’m gonna need help setting these cameras up”

“Why can’t Nessie help?”

“Because she’s retail plus you’re the only other person who knows the system like I do”

“Come on Angel I’m off in 30 minutes” you reasoned. It’d been a long day of monotonous transactions and backroom stocking. There was nothing more you wanted to do than go home and get some much needed rest.

“Dude, stop being a crybaby and just help me out. You can write it off as overtime. Plus you’ve been talking about wanting the new AirPods” he wiggled his eyebrows at you, trying his hardest to sell you on this.

“Ew stop it” you laughed “let’s just get this over with” Angel shot you an appreciative smile as he exited the backroom. You followed behind your coworker turned best friend already counting down the minutes until you were back home and in bed.

After you helped Angel load the newly purchased camera system in the company owned van you two were off.

“…I mean she didn’t even call me after. Not even for the final closure fuck” Angel slammed his hand against the leather steering wheel. The two of you had been driving for almost an hour out to the Haywood ranch. Angel spent maybe 15 minutes of that talking about UFO’s and the rest of the time crying over his ex.

“Dude you complained about her every. day.” you loved your best friend but boy was he delusional. His tumultuous relationship with his now ex-girlfriend was anything but happy. You silently wondered why he was grieving its end so hard. You looked to him — maybe he wasn’t delusional. Maybe he was just in love. What’s the difference anyway?

“Yeah but she was the one” he exclaimed once again “what great couple doesn’t go through shit. Look at Beyoncé and Jay-Z!”

“They’re millionaires! They can afford to be unhappy.”

“Ah you don’t get it” he grumbled gripping the steering wheel. After a beat of silence he turned to you and opened his mouth once again “do you think these guys are in a UFO hotspot?”

“What?” you turned from your phone looking at him incredulously “is that what they told you?”

“They didn’t tell me”

“Oh…”

“But they ‘told’ me alright”

“Dude.”

He clamped his mouth shut settling back in his seat.

“I don’t know I’ve got a feeling” he added “plus I trust them”

“Yeah me too could you turn the radio on?” you asked before stifling your laughter. He shot you a look that said ‘stop being mean to me’. You patted his shoulder in reassurance “love ya dude.”

“Yeah yeah” he quirked a smile “when we get abducted you won’t be laughing.” Angel never held grudges or took things too seriously. That’s probably why your friendship had lasted so long.

After a short stretch of silence he eventually began drumming his hands on the wheel to the song playing on the radio.

“You’re a strange animal…” he hummed “hey you remember this song? Gordy’s home theme song”

“What?“ you didn’t bother looking from your phone this time.

“Aw come on. You’re a strange animal that’s what I know” he excitedly continued “with Jupe from Kid Sheriff”

“I was born this century you know?”

“You’re just uncultured”

“Nobody remembers that show man” you laughed going back to your word scrabble app.

The two of you soon turned down a long stretch of dirt road. Down the long and winding pathway a sizable house peaked into view. It sat smack dab in the middle of a substantial piece of land.

“Okay, now be on the lookout for UFO’s” Angel muttered eyes to the sky. You quietly laughed at your friend remembering just how much you loved him and his quirks.

You and Angel had known each other since middle school. You both decided early on that the two of you were going to be glued at the hip. You just worked together. It made sense.

He was the first person you told about your sexuality. You half expected him to change or to say something weirdly sexual like most boys that age, but he only smiled. His freshmen face stretched around his newly acquired braces and with a simple sentence he whisked away all of your anxieties.

“Who do you think can kiss the most girls by the end of the year, you or me?”

It was history from there. He won by the way.

That memory was just a fading melody that echoed in the back of your mind from time to time. Your friendship had been through much more since then. From pointless fights to late night bonding. At some points the two of you spent so much time with each other that you couldn’t stand each other. Nonetheless you were like siblings in every sense of the word. You couldn’t live with him and you couldn’t live without him. You liked to think he felt the same about you.

As Angel unloaded the truck you were caught up staring up at a cloud that wasn’t moving. And no you weren’t bugging, the shit literally wasn’t moving. It was standing still amongst the other clouds, like a fixture.

“Imma pop out” you faintly heard behind you.

After a few more minutes you weren’t alone anymore.

“Like the view?”

You turned to the person who spoke. She smiled at you once you made eye contact.

“I uh” you turned back to the cloud before shaking your head and looking to the client “I apologize. Um yes its beautiful Ms. Haywood”

You took her soft hand in yours noting how firm her handshake was. She didn’t let you go as you you took a step down from the rock you’d been standing on.

“No need to apologize pretty lady” she quirked a smile at you “and Em is fine”.

You felt warm all over as her eyes trailed your movements. You looked to your hands surprised to see that they were still connected. You shyly pulled your hand back and flexed your fingers. They tingled — you already missed the warmth Em’s hand gave you.

“I better go help Angel”

“Dudes weird” she said with no real heat behind her words.

“Yeah but he’s my weirdo” You continued your walk towards Angel who was using the dolly to move the camera equipment inside the clients house. Mr. Haywood led the way.

“What’d you mean by that?” She asked stopping in her tracks.

You glanced behind you before eventually coming to a stop and turning fully towards her.

You took note of how she looked. She wore a pair of cut off jean shorts that showed off her legs. A bit of sweat was gathering at the collar of her Coyote top. You couldn’t help the feeling of fondness blossoming within you as you surveyed the sight before you. You had to bite your lip to stop yourself from blurting out something stupid. Like calling the stranger who was also a client cute.

“Im sorry?”

She chuckled to herself taking a few steps towards you. You stayed put, using your hand to shield your eyes from the sun. You thought you caught a glimpse of an object darting behind a cloud but Em’s voice brought you back down to earth.

“Is he your friend, boyfriend… life partner?”

It took you longer than you’d like to admit to catch her subtlety. It was so obvious now. Everything about her was calling out to you. Pulling you closer. You soon realized why she wanted to know the information so timely.

“Oh” you laughed nervously “he’s uh my friend”

“Just friends” she raised her eyebrows eyeing you from head to toe. The hot drag of her gaze down your body took your breath away. “that’s great news!”

“Why is that?” You coyly questioned, looking up at her from under your lashes.

“Because” she simply stated. Her knowing smile and charming eyes filled you with desire. Before you knew it she was turning away to walk to her truck.

“Because?” you called behind her not bothering to follow.

“Because I wanna be your friend too” she called back without turning around.

“Cryptic” you replied through a surprised laugh. She threw a peace sign behind her before hopping in the Haywood truck and driving away.

“Hey are you gonna keep flirting or help me with this?” Angel teased. His words didn’t deter you from longingly staring at the flying dust Em left behind.

“I wasn’t flirting” you retorted feeling your face heat up.

After installing the system Angel and Oj, who asked you to not call him Mr. Haywood, took to the grounds to adjust the cameras. You watched curiously from the computer room as the bright blue sky came into view. You hummed curiously wondering why Oj had you and your friend carry out the peculiar request.

There was that cloud again. In full view not moving an inch. You peered closer to the screen trying to see some form of movement. Anything to show that the cloud was real and you weren’t going crazy.

“Havin’ fun” you jumped out of your skin at the unexpected visitor. Whipping your head around a flutter of butterflies erupted in your belly as you seen the younger Haywood smiling at you.

“I uh sorry I was just making sure the cameras were set up correctly”

“Why are you apologizing” she chuckled stepping closer to you “it’s your job, no?”

“Uh yes it is my job” you scratched the back of your ear nervously turning back to the monitors. You heard her steps near you until she stood next to you.

“What’s up there?” You eventually asked turning to her. You were surprised to find her eyes already on you.

“Who knows” she finally ripped her gaze from you and to the monitors “but we gone find out”

You raised an eyebrow wondering if Angel wasn’t so crazy after all. What are the odds that these strangers are also looking up searching for more.

“Angel thinks you guys are in a ufo hot spot” you laughed but soon faltered when you realized she want joining in “holy shit are you guys?”

The younger Haywood laughed a bit before shrugging and looking back to the monitors. She squinted her eyes searching for something. You assumed she searched for what you were searching for.

You watched her. It was kind of hard not to. There was something about her. Something that piqued your interest. You wanted to bury your nose in her fluffy hair and inhale her scent. You wanted to kiss her soft neck and hear what sounds she made. You wanted to taste her lips. God did you want her lips. You drunk her in, staring at the long expansion of her neck when someone interrupted your fascinated stare.

“Hey it’s time to head out”

You turned to Angel who looked at you like he’d just caught you red handed. His teasing smile made your face heat up in embarrassment.

“Leaving already?” Em questioned turning back to you a frown on her face “that was quick”

You decided not to mention how it took about an hour to get everything set up. But she was gone for most of the set up so there was no real way she’d be able to know.

“She’ll take your number” Angel interjected, already grabbing your phone from your back pocket. He ignored your hushed protests and handed your device (unlocked) to Em who chuckled at the two of you. You resisted the urge to sink to the floor as she winked at you.

“Thank you Angel” she smiled to you as she handed the phone back to him “I’ll be in touch”

“Sounds good” you squeaked before grabbing your phone and scurrying to the waiting van. Once inside you exhaled finally getting a good look at the newly acquired contact.

Em Haywood ❤️🐎

“Those guys are kinda dicks” Angel said once he closed his car door “if they don’t give me a good review Al is gonna be on my ass”

“Hey I’ve been waiting in the car for like 30 minutes. What took so long? Also, since when do you care what our manager thinks?”

“They needed help setting up a decoy for horse training or some shit” he shrugged pulling out of the driveway “and I care about what Al thinks since he threatened to fire me if I got one more bad review”

“You just talk too much” you snickered teasing him.

“What am I supposed to do? Sit there in silence and work?”

“Uh yes?”

“At least I’m not like you. Trying to get laid on the job”

“I was not”

“Dude you were looking at her like you wanted to go down on her”

“Jesus Christ angel”

“What?” He laughed narrowly dodging your playful shoulder slap “if it makes you feel any better she looked at you the exact same way”

“Well that’s good to know” you sarcastically retorted “I don’t even think she’s gonna text-“

Ding!

Em Haywood ❤️🐎: ‘So when can I see your pretty self again?’

“Don’t tell me that’s the carpet muncher”

“Shut up” you landed your shoulder slap this time “are you even allowed to say that?”

“Hey!” he swerved a bit before straightening the van back up “also, yes my best friend is a lesbian I get a pass or two”

“She asked when can she see me again” you smiled down at your phone.

“Tell her tonight”

“No” you scoffed “I don’t wanna seem too desperate”

“But you are…” he raised an eyebrow to you.

“Look at the road dude” you sighed when he complied “I am ugh I don’t know”

“Just say tonight. It’s okay, she’s the one who text you first. Plus we left her house like 15 minutes ago. If anything it’s her that’s desperate”

“Okay okay okay” you worried your bottom lip as you hesitantly typed a reply.

You: ‘How about tonight?’

“If she thinks I’m a creep you’re dead”

“You’re awesome nobody will think you’re a creep” Angel promised.

Em Haywood ❤️🐎: ‘Sounds good. Come over to mine?’

You: ‘See you after 7?’

Em Haywood ❤️🐎: ‘See you then 🤩’

You stayed mostly silent the rest of the car ride; occasionally cracking a joke with Angel or singing along to a song on the radio. Truthfully, you were in a daze.

It was strange actually. How could a girl you’d met an hour ago and who you exchanged barley 10 words with have you so hung up and nervous. There was something different about this one. Or maybe you were becoming delusional like Angel and his ex.

“Dude you are the worst when you have a crush” your best friend teased as you pulled back into Fry’s Electronics “you’ve been giving googly eyes to your phone since she text you”

“Do you think her strap is big?”

“Okay this conversation is over” he waved you off ignoring your delighted laughter.

You cursed quietly to yourself as you pulled up to the Haywood ranch. So many things rushed through your head. Anxiety had you strung tight, how long would it be before you snapped? You had the right to be anxious after all. You were in the middle of nowhere meeting up with a stranger who was probably going to kill you. You barley even thought this through. Why do pretty girls render you useless?

What if she’s a bad person? She could have lured many unsuspecting girls here. With her undeniable charm and convincing smile, she could’ve convinced you to do anything.

What if she thinks you’re a bad person? Or worse, boring. You placed your hand on the gearshift contemplating putting the car in reverse and hightailing it out of there, never to return. The generic jingle of your ringtone snapped you from your thoughts.

“Hello?”

“Don’t do it” Angel said without even greeting you.

“What are you talking about?” You took your hand from the gearshift and leaned back in your chair.

“I know you and I know you’re thinking about not going in right now”

“How did you know that?”

“Because I know you!”

“I can’t do this Angel” you confessed “I’m too nervous I don’t wanna embarrass myself”

“See now that’s literally impossible. You’d embarrass yourself by not walking in that house.” He was right. You hated when he was right. “Just talk to her about movies, you love movies”

“I don’t wanna talk her ear off.”

“It’s a first date who cares?”

“Date?” You shrieked “this is not a date!”

“You’re so bad at this.”

“I can’t do this, nah” you mulled over your choices: you can either go in and embarrass yourself or leave and embarrass yourself “Nope.”

“You didn’t even give yourself a chance” he offered “give yourself a chance”

“But what if it goes wrong”

“Let’s make a deal in 15 minutes I’ll call you and give you an excuse to leave if it’s going good just stay! Simple”

“Simple…” you nodded “okay yeah sounds good I’ll just do that” you took your keys out of the ignition “15 minutes Angel.”

“15 minutes and I’ll E.T phone home you”

You stopped your movements “you know you can just say phone home I know what the reference is”

“Of course you do…” your friends voice dipped out. The lights in your car dimmed until you were shrouded in darkness. You whipped your head around as the hair on the back of your neck stood up. Something within you stirred, somehow you knew you weren’t safe in that moment. It felt almost like a centuries long instinct within you was rising up. Telling you to get out of there. You breathed out slowly searching for the newcomer, you were quickly realizing that you weren’t alone anymore. The warm glow from the house became more and more muted until darkness overtook the structure. The incessant low buzz of electricity was absent. The emptiness of the countryside made the ringing silence all the more noticeable.

You took a shaky breath as you gripped your keys, ignoring the sharp metal digging into your palms. The dirt beneath your feet sunk under your weight as you stepped out of your car and surveilled your surroundings. Nothing. Nothing but darkness.

After a beat the house began emitting a warm glow lighting the area enough for you to see Em standing on the porch.

You faintly felt the vibrations of your phone turning back on.

“I thought I heard somebody out here”

“The power went out?” You sauntered over to her taking in how cute she looked under the stars.

“Yeah it does that sometimes” she supplied before turning back to the house. You shook your head ridding your mind of the odd occurrence and stepped into the antique house behind Em. The two of you soon stood before a liquor cabinet “would you like a drink? I got bourbon, tequila, vodka…”

You eyed the wooden cabinet before you as Em grabbed a couple of glasses and ice.

“I don’t really drink” you hummed turning to the girl as she sat the glasses on the table.

“I got weed” she tried.

Your matched smiles led the two of you to standing in a random room upstairs listening to records with the window open.

She took a long drag before handing the joint to you. She eyed whatever it was outside of her window as you stared at a poster on her wall.

“That horse is just hard headed” she shook her head as she sucked her teeth “I just wanna know how that nigga got out”

“How many horses y’all got?”

“Shit I don’t know at this point. Oj dumbass stay selling my daddy’s horses”

Your gaze was kept on the poster showing a clip of their great great great grandfather on a horse. Em gave you the rundown of her family as she rolled the joint the two of you were smoking.

You were so distracted that you hadn’t realized your companion moving from the window to the space just behind you. You felt a comforting heat radiating from her body as she lightly pressed against the back of you. Her hand stretched past you and pointed to one of the frames.

“Allegedly this frame got fucked up, but they decided to keep it in” her breath brushed against your sensitive ears. She smelled like vanilla and cherries mixed with fresh wood and weed. You deeply inhaled letting her scent intoxicate you. You slowly turned around, words dying on your lips finding her closer than you expected. Her nose brushed against yours as her hands softly gripped your hips.

Her lips were as soft as they looked you realized once they covered yours. She breathed you in, pulling you closer than you were before. Your begging hands tangled in her fro as you repeated her movements and pulled her closer. Electricity surged down your body as she walked you back to the waiting bed. The two of you refused to pull away from each other as your back pressed against the cold plush linen. Your mouths continued moving against each other — soft wet tongues massaging the other. Her kiss was so passionate it felt as if she was stealing the oxygen from your body. But you weren’t complaining. She briefly pulled away, her chest heaving as she took you in.

“I’m sorry I just-“ she cut herself off pressing her mouth back against yours. Her skilled tongue slipped into your mouth once again, this time with more vigor. Your bodies pressed heatedly against each other as your heartbeats began drumming in tandem. You could taste her desperation you could feel her desperation as her hands began pulling your shirt up. Her warm hands lingered on your belly, she ran her finger tips across your warm skin. Butterflies fluttered in their wake. Her sensual touch dragged across your belly before moving up to your breast.

A melodic sound filtered through the air. It pulled you from the pleasure you were receiving but only for a second. Soon the sound was gone and you were plunged back into the promise land of bliss. She didn’t waste time going back to feeling every exposed part of you. Her hand slipped under your bralette. Warm fingers brushed against your nipples making them hard. A long awaited moan climbed up your throat. She smiled against your lips.

I smiled once again hearing your desperate moans fill the air. They sounded like music and I was prepared to listen to your song forever. You felt so right beneath me. Like you were meant to be there.

I couldn’t help myself from trailing my lips down to your waiting neck. Inhaling the sweet scent you gave me only made my panties grow wetter in anticipation. I resisted the urge to grind my hips down against yours. But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t searching for some sort of relief. From the moment I saw you standing there staring off into the clouds I knew I had to be near you. I had to say something to you or I feared the moment would have passed me by.

My phone began ringing again. This time I groaned in frustration, pulling away from my honey suckle I put my phone to my ear.

“What?”

“There is a bug on camera 1”

“What?” I rolled my eyes as I realized what the peculiar tech guy meant “man I told you to stop watching our shit”

I stood up shooting an apologetic look to you. You only shook your head a bashful smile on your face. I watched as you sat up and straightened your shirt then you moved to fixing your hair. We’d only been kissing for 5 minutes and you already looked fucked out. I wanted to see how you’d look after I had my way with you. Showing you just how much I like you. Showing you how pretty you are to me.

“Yeah but camera two is out” he exclaimed nervously “like ancient fucking aliens out”

“Shit!” My heart dropped to my stomach as I sprinted out of the room only Oj on my mind.

You could only sit and watch as Em abruptly left the room phone in hand. You wanted to be angry but there was something in her voice that made an uneasy feeling stir in your body.

Staring out of the window you saw what looked like sand and dust falling from the sky… or being sucked up into it. No. That can’t be it.

You squinted your eyes trying to catch a better glimpse. Em’s vocie echoed from outside.

“OJ ITS IN THE CLOUDS” her urgency startled you “RUN OJ RUN!” She continued with renewed exclamation.

Fear circle your body as you watched Oj run away from something you couldn’t quite see. Whatever it was it was big. It was angry and it was trying to suck Oj up into the sky.

You stood frozen watching the scene before you play out. Surely you had to be hallucinating. Were you simply sleep deprived. Was the weed you smoked laced with a foreign substance?

You didn’t have the chance to puzzle together what you were seeing because you were soon blacking out.

“Shit is she okay?”

“How the fuck am I supposed to know I ain’t a doctor” Em brushed some of your hair back “first fine girl I get back to the ranch and this bullshit”

“We need to wake her up somehow” Oj’s gruff voice vibrates your ears.

“I’m gonna go get some wet towels”

A sharp pain shot through your head. Bright light poured into your retinas making a pain you never felt before rush through your head.

“Em come back she’s waking up”

“I’m coming I’m coming”

You groaned watching as 3 Oj’s changed to 2 then eventually 1. Em soon came into view. She dabbed your forehead with a cold wet towel.

“You okay pretty girl?” She frowned continuing her actions.

“Angel” you muttered.

“That’s cute she thinks I’m an angel” Em cooed, her eyes growing soft as she felt her heart melt.

“Angel” you groaned again still struggling to regain consciousness. Your phone was vibrating off the hook. No doubt it was Angel calling to check on you.

“I think she talkin’ about Angel”

“Oh.”

You dragged your phone from your back pocket and wearily dragged your finger across the screen to accept his call.

“Oh my god you’re alive!”

“Did you get that on film?” You croaked eager to see if your friend had also witnessed the spectacle.

“No. There was a fucking praying mantis!” He replied.

“Fuck.”

#idk if I’m gonna do another part this lowkey turned out longer than I wanted lol #i would’ve posted it 3 days ago but I keep adding and editing lol #this story kinda has more reader x angel #not intentionally I just love writing friends #i love a good bestie relationship in a fic idk do y’all?#i had to physically stop myself from editing this #Em Haywood #Emerald ‘Em’ Haywood #NOPE #Angel #OJ Haywood #NOPE spoilers #em haywood x reader #em haywood x fem!reader #black!fem!reader #keke palmer #I feel like she lurks so if you come across this gif I love you and I’m free on Saturday nights #i wasn’t gonna do part 2 #but I realize that reader didn’t really go through a near death experience with em like the description says

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killslumflower · 1 year

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SEND A DOVE

notes: instead of the constant use of y/n reader is affectionately nicknamed “nessie”

warnings: angst! disheartening mentions of death in detail, blood, heavy emotions in detail such as sadness, anger. Drug use & cursing. Excessive use of flashbacks which are characterized by bold and italic font together in small characters like it’s use in this description.

you stalked into the cafeteria, a pile of fuzzy matted curls, ripped and tattered jeans and an oversized half denim, half leather jacket, it was his. You wore it with pride, assembling it as armor. your black vans barely stepped over the tile, your laces flopped with every step. You hadn’t bother to tie them, you could fall splat in the middle of the floor but The only thing keeping you upright was the mission you had in mind, find Dustin Henderson. You could feel eyes, whispers hushed at your arrival further into the crowded space. they were quiet but not enough for you to miss their words

“what is she doing here?”

“freak girl.”

“She has a lot of nerve.”

“She should be in jail.”

“Nessie?”

“You’re scared of the-“ a fit of laughter cut him short, his long nest of brunette curls falling forward over his face as he doubled over, he couldn’t even repeat it back to you. The amusement of it only pulling laughs. you narrowed your eyes at the sight,“It’s not funny!” Launching your left arm at him, you land a blow at his right shoulder which only deepened his laughter, causing his upper body to fall into that direction dramatically. He landed on his forearm which propped him up

“it’s Litearlly a monster in a lake!”

“ Which we reside at currently!”

You defended, your right arm flinging through the humid air emphasizing your current scenery of lover lakes he was starting to wheeze, you noticed his right arm draping over his stomach clutching his gut his head getting closer to the left side of the truck. “The..Locknest monster.” He stated matter of factily, resting his head on the steel wall haulting his hearty laughter momentarily to suck in a breath. The statement hung in the air for a lone second before his laughter started again, he was shaking the van from his theatrics, his lanky pale legs swinging off the edge and his right thigh knocking into yours. you were starkly embarrassed, dragging another pull from the joint in your hand, You blew smoke at him as another defense against your very real fear. It stopped his laughter again, and he lifted his head, his eyes still shut and creased from the lingering smile he held. He embraced the scent of purple haze, The sentiment you made to attack him with the burning fog failing, as it dissipated past him into the humid air. You pouted, he flickered his eyes open the amusement in his deep brown irises illuminating under the dim light, of the moon. “oh Nessie.” To that you scrunched your eyebrows, your face contouring into disgust at the horrid name he referenced as you. “What?” “Nessie” he repeated in a sing song voice, dragging out the e for a dramatic effect. “No, stop.” You shook your head, raising the joint again. “okay.” He obliged. reaching over, to your hands which slowly lowered after another pull from your lips. His pale ringed fingers in your view, taking the barrier between your hands and his neck. You followed his hands, watching him take his own pull, his eyes never left you. another plan of yours failing, your rigidness melting at the sight of his cheeky smile, you couldn’t kill him. He was too cute to kill. He saw you softening, each pull and blow from his lips you were putty in his hands. He leaned closer, closing the space he made in his fit of laughter. He kissed you, his pouty lips colliding with yours in a short but sweet peck. His taste of bud light bitter on your tongue as you licked the remnants of him away, hungrily. he lingered inches away, the tip of his nose brushing yours. “I love you.” his whisper hot on your Cupid’s bow. a sinister smile creeping on his face “Ed-“ “Nessie.” He finished, the last nail in the coffin. You groaned into the night, pushing him on his chest away from you, another laugh tickling through his throat.

“Nessie..”

Snatching your attention from your thoughts, a hazy view of Dustin appeared in front of you revealing the true voice behind that name, his expression was lost. Eyes holding sorrow, as he looked at the mess you are, you hadn’t realized you were crying until his stubby thumb swiped your cheek to catch a discarded tear. for a moment, and only that you allowed him to comfort you. until the snatch of your body from his grasp, ripped the moment away. “No.” his expression faltered, his blue eyes tracing your face trying to read your emotions. His face was scrunched, cheeks a light pink from flush. He was confused..and hurt. Hurt? He..was hurt? He didn’t know what hurt felt like.

“Damn you Henderson.”

the bite of your voice caused his expression to coil “Nessie not here.” he whispered trying his best to conceal against the watchful eyes.

“Fuck them!”

your voice was loud enough to cut through the conversations around, drawing more attention to you. Dustin grabbed your arm, you fought against and he grabbed again with more force “come on!” He reluctantly pulled you back the way you came, holding you like toddler in a tantrum. the force you pushed against his grasp, was causing him to drag you forward. your eyes danced around the room, catching robin in a laugh with a red head, smearing peanut butter on a piece of bread. when her glare caught yours you shot your unoccupied hand at her your middle finger shooting in the air, wiping the joy from her face, as Dustin pushed on the double towards of the exit and tugged you through.

“Nessie what the hell?” he let his voice elevate in volume when you stepped into the vacant hallway, releasing his hold on your arm you rolled your eyes,

“fuck you.”

Your rage was stirring, his cheeks flushed pink “fuck me?” He didn’t understand

“Nessie I know you’re hurt-“ his voice was soft, attempting to wrap around you like a blanket wanting to warm all of your coldness away, but all it did was light a fire for the feeling to bubble

“You don’t know shit!”

“None of you do..”

you could feel them, the little tears stabbing at your cheeks like glass, breaking into shards down your face

“Why are you here?”

“Nessie it’s our to-“

you shoved his words back in continuing on your rampage

“they hate him!”

“It took two days for all of you to forget the people in this town never cared..”

“to forget him..”

his face hardened

“you think I forgot him?”

“Everybody did!”

“All of you act like he didn’t die, you make peanut butter sandwiches for these people while the news slander his name..”

“where’s Sinclair? Wheeler?-“

“Max is in the hospit-“

It boiled over

“Fuck max!”

Your hand collied with the locker to your left, your rage denting the steel. Dustin’s face broke, he couldn’t believe what was playing out before him “she’s living..and he’s-“

“Dead.”

He finished, just as coldly as you

“I was there remember?”

His voice cracked, but the heat you felt was increasing, piercing through your core too heavily to care, you wanted him to feel it. Wanted them all to feel it, wanted it to spread from your frame into the whole town and burn it to ash.

“We all were.”

Another voice cut through your conversation, Dustin eyes fluttering pass you to the left at the double doors you had just ventured through. You followed his eyes, Steve Harrington. And of course, robin stuck by his side. Her eyes were weary on your face, Steves was hard

“we understa-“

you laughed, a burn in your throat “understand?” the taste was bitter on your tongue,

he was quiet

“understand what? That he can’t graduate? Understand that he died for a stupid town that still blames him for everything? understand that you all let him fight a battle that wasn’t his?..”

you knew the blame wasn’t there’s to take, Eddie was stubborn. And whatever he had in his head that night, you knew no one could ever change. But that didn’t matter.

“Understand!”

silence,

“seems to me I’m the only one who really does.”

before you could gain a response, you were moving, black vans moving so fast you thought you would fall. past the trio, who you knew followed you with eyes but dared to move towards you.

Headed to the only place that made you feel safe,

Eddie’s

A/N: now I won’t lie this was way far from being finished, but due to length and the fact I finally have downtime to write I figured I’d get out of my own head and give you guys a piece of my madness. Please note also, this draft is OLD I started writing thing right after the release of s4 I was afraid it’d never see the day of light, and also that no one would be interested but hey! You’re here :) thank you

Feedback is very much appreciated and hit that follow to see more of my madness because I promise it gets betta!!!

part two shall be coming soon and then to the good stuff ;)

-Gia

#eddie munson #eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson season 4 #eddie munson death #tw anger #tw sadness #tw grief #tw angst #detail #steve harrington #heartfelt #heartwrenching #jospeh quinn #eddie munson x black!oc #stranger things spoilers #stranger things s4

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tragcdysewn · 6 months

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closed starter for carlisle cullen!! ( @bcrncoldx )

9. Characters reach a dead end, full of pollen spores, which when inhaled make characters feel drunk for the next hour.

absolute bullshit that she was the only one who needed to breathe, nessie thinks as the pollen spores settle into her system. shit, that wasn't great. "grandpa?" she starts, swaying slightly on their feet as they turned to carlisle. "i don't feel right, those plants are like a drug or something."

#( && renesmee cullen interacts )#( && carlisle cullen )#hwevent16 #drug mention tw

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starysky1289 · 3 months

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Toxic!Soroity!Vanessa X Reader. New Wares

TW: Toxic Relationship, DubCon, Drugs, Drug Use, Forced Drug use.

You sat around the pushed together coffee tables, Vanessa was in the other room getting something. The Soroity girls sat around the table, taking amongst themselves and passing out drinks.

“ ok girls so. Bad news, my guy got arrested the other day and I don’t have anymore coke. But, good news, I’ve got new ‘ wares ‘. “

Vanessa came into the room, sitting next you you and pulling you into her lap. She dropped the bag, dispersing some bags evenly.

“ weed? Are we ghetto now? “

“ we arnt ghetto, lily, your one to talk. this is good shit. It’s expensive. I know most of yall know how to roll these, so help eachother. Here you go baby girl, I wrapped yours for you “

Vanessa played with your hair as she dug through the bag, handing you a wrapped paper roll. You’ve seen your Roomate smoke them once or twice, but you were never to interested in it.

“ ness..I don’t do this stuff, you know it…”

“ I got this all fancy for you sweetheart! Besides, we’re with all our friends….you don’t wanna embarrass me, don’t you sweetheart~? “

You glanced down at the ground, picking up the blunt from the table, and passing it through your fingers.

“ no…I’d never wanna embarrass you…lemme see the lighter…”

Vanessa smiled, passing you the pink bic lighter. You flicked it on, starting to light the tip, letting it burn slightly before pulling it to your lips. The sweet flavor fit your mouth quickly, you closed your eyes, before pulling the blunt back, coughing out the smoke. There was a small cheer from the other girls, a few clapped, mostly snickers, but you looked up at Vanessa, who smirked, kissing your head gently.

“ see? My girl knows exactly what to do. Keep going y/n…I’ll start mine..”

Vanessa finished wrapping her own blunt, lighting it and taking a deep breath from it. She pulled it back, blowing the smoke upwards. You looked back down at yours, it tasted sweet, and it couldn’t be that bad. So, begrudgingly, you pulled it back up to your lips and took another puff from it, leaning back into Vanessa as you blew the smoke out.

*~*

You didn’t know what time it was, or how long it had been. You were slightly dizzy and exhausted from smoking, is this what getting high was? Your roommate would come home and just fall asleep, but you were dizzy, starving, and mostly, you felt a heat spreading through yourself, starting at your cunt and spreading through your body. You still sat on Vanessa lap, so, without thinking, you gently grinded against her thighs,glancing around to make sure no one was watching.

“ what’s the matter princess…feeling…icky~? “

“ n-nessy…what was I-in that…”

“ don’t worry about it. Take another hit and I’ll help you..”

You groaned, picking back up your blunt. You lit it again, taking another deep breath through it, pulling it back before blowing the rest of the smoke out. You felt even dizzier than before, as you leaned into Vanessa. Her hands trailed over your body, as she gently kissed your neck.

You could feel her hands trailing along your legs, keeping you spread. She tugged on your pants, pulling them down slightly to reveal your panties.

“ n-nessy…the g-girls…”

“ shh…there to busy getting high…it’s just us, ignore them sweetheart…”

With a swift tug, Vanessa pulled your panties down, dragging her fingers through your already soaked folds. You let out a small whine, and Vanessa used her free hand to bring your blunt back up to your lips.

“ again baby. Another hit. “

You started your puff, and Vanessa slammed her fingers into you, making you gag out a moan around the smoke. Vanessa held you up as she steadily worked her two fingers in and out of your tight hole. You whined again, throwing your head back against her. Your brain was practically melted, you where to tired and dizzy to do anything, but too horny to stop her.

“ n-nessy…”

“ oh I know sweet girl…girls like you shouldn’t need to do anything except sit here and be played with…I told you I made it special, didn’t it~? “

You could feel the eyes. The eyes of every other girl around the table watching, trying not to be obvious about it either. You knew they all had to be just as fucked up as you are, perhaps you even more so. Vanessa had you take another puff, before she slid her third finger into you, picking up the pace. Your moans slured out, as your three your head back onto her shoulder.

“ s-s’to much Vanessa…I-i c-can’t n-nessy!! “

“ you’re doing just fine. Don’t disappoint me in front of our friends baby…take it..”

Your legs twitched as she dove her fingers in deeper, curling them ever so slightly. You heard a slight Russel from besides you, you simply closed your eyes, moaning out as Vanessa slowed down slightly.

“ cmon ness..if your gonna give us a show atleast let us see something~ “

You then felt your shirt being tugged upwards, before the sound of a hard slap. You lifted your head, glancing over to see a girl holding her nose, and you could see Vanessa’s eyes staring at her, like she was looking straight into her soul.

“ keep your hands off her. You’re lucky I’m letting you watch. Get the Fuck out of here “

Vanessa then returned to her quick pace, and another round of slurred moans erupted from you. Vanessa held the blunt to your mouth once more, having you take one last, long puff of it.

“ you close arnt you slut~? “

“ S-so close v-vanessa..d-don’t s-s-stop again p-please!! “

Vanessa bit hard against your neck, her thrusts grew harder and faster, as you could only babble out incoherent words. With one final thrust, you felt the rush of pleasure wash over you, practically passing out in Vanessa arms.

“ so good sweetheart…get up to my bed. I’ll join you soon…”

“ I-i l-love you n-nessy….”

You quickly fixed your pants, stumbling to stand up, wobbling out of the room. You could hear the laughter from the room as you left. You made your way upstairs, and collapsed into Vanessa bed, holding tightly to her pillow.

You where out of it, your head pounded and you felt like you where gonna collapse any moment. You heard the door open after a bit, and felt Vanessa settle next to you. Without a word, she pulled you into her. You finally passed out, contempt with the…love?…Vanessa had given you.

It most be love.

Why else would she fancy up your blunt if not to love you.

#vanessa shelly #five nights at freddy's #vanessa shelly x reader #vanessa shelly smut #sorority!vanessa #toxic!vanessa #tw toxic relationship #tw dubcon #tw drugs #tw drug use #tw forced drug use

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marune2 · 14 days

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Ida Faust josele canty ch.2

Summary

Ida josele and Nacht gets in a fight because Ida is concerned for Sterling and it’s did goes out of hand so this they get apart in a bad way and Ida is a mess mostly and Nacht and josele too but Ida does something stupid to protect herself

Colap whit @loosesodamarble

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Yami shook his head. "I don't know what the hell is going on in Ida's head right now."

"She's not in any state to be interrogated," Heinrich said as he sneered. "She really ought to be kept sedated until we know for sure that she's under control. And I don't think we should press her about the issue lest it triggers her and she goes ballistic again."

"Look, old man, I need figure to this out! Ida's losing her mind. Nacht is pissed as hell. And even Jo's being unreasonable about this." Yami took out a cigarette and lit it up. "The fucked up family continues to be a mess."

"Perhaps it was a mistake for Nacht and Josele to take in that child..."

Yami glanced in Heinrich's direction. The man, far older than his looks gave off, looked tired for the first time since Yami had met him.

"You're joking, right? The kid isn't the problem here."

Heinrich let out a huff. That wasn't an answer. And Heinrich didn't seem in the mood to give straight answers.

Yami exhaled some smoke and left the room. He was hitting brick walls on all sides.

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Some day’s passet

Josele can’t get over what happened plus Heinrich and yami have warned her this Ida can go after Sterling or them or other worse stuff be honest she is tired and Ida is now on strong medication now to put her out

And Sterling ask why she can’t go to the black bulls and Nacht and her need to reason why she can’t but mainly she can’t tell this Ida lost her mind completely so this josele and Nacht can’t go to her or talk……..

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Ida is completely on drugs right now see yami how Ida play whit Vanessa poker ok ida is half asleep right now but the worst part is Ida’s mentally is this of a little child now under the drugs or it’s because of the mental breakdown

Ida laughing „nessy I win I win!!!!“

Vanessa laughing back“yes you do you a good player ida“

Yami just have a smoke whit he’s news paper he have free so but the pain in the ass is he can’t go to the toilet hide because he need to looking after Ida wo is right now asleep on the table

Yami standing up and take Ida and laying her left to he’s spot nobody say something because all know what going on

Zora just stare „this really fuc€t up I’m going now“as he say it go he out

Vanessa laughing and looking at yami „it’s cute even it’s have a sad back round Ida is so childish“

Yami huffing „true it’s fuc€ing shi€ can’t not even go drinking because your will lost Ida and nobody can’t hold her back like my“

Vanessa „hm true….“

Ida cuddling on Yami now whit her face like a child wile Che sleeping and seemingly have a bad dream yami just stare at her and petting her“ it’s good gremlin I’m here you are safe

Ida open her eyes and nodding just half asleep now and close her eyes again

A Weck after this incident happened

Ida going back to Normal again whit the other don’t realizing

Ida don’t know what to do she wants Sterling Safe should she take her just and go in a other country? It’s not hart for her but Sterling is weak for the strong magic sone and magical beast she know this

Ok Ida know she did make big shi€ ok she believes she should just go away maybe go and think josele and Nacht are mad at her anyway they don’t want to see her anymore anyway…….

Ida:nessy yami I’m sleepy can I go in my room?

Yami looking at her“your sure? Gremlin ok fine your should sleep you looking like shi€

Vanessa smile“sure Ida sleep well and remember if you have nightmares come to my“smile

Ida looking sad“ok love your tow

Yami and Vanessa looking for some sec but nodding

Ida go in her Room and make all ready for go away for a wile ok ida know wo she should go to ichika she know for sure to helping her

And so write Ida a leather and go ok she know she can’t write goodbye letters but it’s will do

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Yami fell fast Ida’s magic and run fast to Ida’s room it’s empty

Yami looking like oh shit“shi€

Then see he a letter

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On all

Hello dear family I’m not good in writing this shit I’m sorry for be a bad person I’m sorry for harming your all I’m sorry Nachty and josy I love you I love Sterling plz take care and don’t be shi€ to her it’s whas good to know you goodbye yami don’t give my shi€ to random people just Vanessa and josele and asta’s siblings can take my shi€ I’m away sorry

In caring Manners Ida Faust

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Yami run it cold down he’s spine it’s a „goodbye letter“ from Ida

Yami kick the asses up from the black bulls searching for Ida bevor she do something stupid

The bad part is it too tell Nacht and josele….Fuc€ing hell if he would realize it earlier how Ida whas deeply sad fuc€

Meanwhile, Nacht and Josele were inside Nacht’s office at the Faust Manor. Nacht’s communication device was on his desk, alight with activity. It was Yami’s voice coming through.

“And when I went to her room, all I found was a letter.”

“So she’s just gone?!” Nacht asked with wide eyes.

“Yeah, that’s basically what I said. Weren’t you paying attention, dumbass?”

Josele’s hand covered her mouth. She knew that the argument had been an ugly one, one that touched upon a rather delicate topic. But Josele, too absorbed in her defensiveness of her and Nacht, had completely missed how hurt Ida had been.

“Oh gods…”

“Not again, dammit…” Nacht muttered.

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Ichika whas just making her job and whas in front of her home as she see Ida crying in front of why is she crying and her Qi is bad like really bad

Ichika:what make you here ida-San why are you crying?!“say she surprised

Ida:I’m in deb shi€ right now I need you help and I don’t know what to do……

Ichika looking surprise she needed though ida would go to her of all people she know

Ida:oh and can you nobody say especially nobody of clover I’m here? I don’t know what to do

Ichika:what did happen?! What have you done?! And why my?!

Ida tells then ichika what happened baisicly whit josele Nacht and Sterling and general the shi€ show

Ichika:ok this is really not good and now you think abaut to kidnap a child or other stuff?

Ida:yes…..I don’t know what to do I’m not make to raise a child especially Sterling is smart she will understand I kidnapped her if I do……

Ichika:well you don’t know if you brother and josele-San are bad parents but Antwort a question ida

Ida:yes

Ichika:are you suicidal right now?

Ida can’t lie but she doesn’t know: I just think about it but if I’m die I’m reborn as a devil whit no memories………and I would don’t fell pain anymore………

Ichika take a deb breath:ok promise you don’t do it and I let you stay as long you want ok? or I kill You really

Ida think about it but nodding: good I do…….at least I have bring my stuff whit my I hold on…….Plz don’t tell you brother I’m here I just need to thinking…….

Ichika:I promise I don’t tell them ok?“smile

Ida just nodding and smile tired back

Ok ichika know ida is not a angel in this situation but josele and Nacht are just idiots how could they not see what going on and make even thinks wors she is really mad at them especially Nacht now have she a Ida wo is eventually a deanger to her self ok she need to talk. Too Ryu-sama about it

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In clover

Noelle:I don’t know wo she could be……..

Vanessa:my to but don’t give up Noelle……….

Vanessa:true I believe captain Yami try to bring Nacht to rest I I can him even her him right now talking whit Nacht and we are out of the house

Noelle:yes I don’t even hear really miss Jose

I’m the building

Yami:your going to fare Nacht stop you need to sleep you didn’t sleep for tree day’s now we can search tomorrow ida will don’t come back if you collapse here right now!!!! scream he at Nacht

Nacht sat hunched over in an arm chair. He was using Felis Mode and extending his and Plumede’s magic as far as it could extend across the continent. He has to keep going.

He had to search every dingy alleyway. Every corner of Clover, Spade, and any other neighboring country. Maybe Ida was still on the continent and unlike ten years ago, his magic was strong enough to overpower any attempts Ida might make of hiding her own shadow from him. He just had to look in the right place first.

“Nacht! You’re going to work yourself sick. And what if Ida isn’t even on the continent anymore?! What then?!” Yami yelled. He reached out to grab and shake his vice captain, only for a pitch black claw to grab his wrist.

“You’re disturbing the Master’s work…” Walgner groaned deeply. He was bigger than usual and his feathers didn’t have their usual softness, instead looking like daggers with each flap of his wings.

Yami clicked his tongue. *So it’s bad enough that his stupid pets are affected by his mood.* He stepped back and glared. “Fine. Don’t accept my help.”

“Go to hell, Yami…” Nacht spoke barely above a whisper. “Just go…”

Nacht bowed his head forward and rested his forehead on clasped hands. Like a prayer. The look didn’t suit Nacht, that was for sure.

Yami left the room since he had hit a brick wall and searched the mansion for Josele. He didn’t find her, but he found her wake of disaster.

The floor of the hallway Yami found himself in was covered in a sludge-like mud. Shards of ice was mixed into the mud, broken by the footsteps of another. A layer of frost climbed up the walls of the hall too.

“Milady! Lady Faust! Do come out, Milady!” One of the manor’s staff rapped her knuckles against Josele’s bedroom door. “Lady Faust, you mustn’t keep moping! You’ll exhaust your- Oh!” The maid caught sight of Yami. “Sir...”

“So she’s in a state, too?” Yami placed his hand on the icy door. “Lemme try. I might have more luck.”

“If you say so.” The maid bowed and left.

Yami took the doorknob in his hand and turned it with little effort. Despite that, the metal gave way and snapped, letting Yami nudge the door open. He was greeted with a sorry sight of Josele pacing her room with fresh mud and ice crystals being created with each footstep.

“Where did we go wrong? Why can’t Ida trust us to be good parents?” Josele said to herself as she paced. “Was it a mistake to become a parent at all? But where was Sterling supposed to go then?! Ohh… why did I snap at her? What is wrong with me?!”

“A lot of things, but I guess you want something specific, huh?”

Josele stopped dead in her tracks and looked at Yami.

“Sukehiro.” The use of his real given name coupled with Josele’s tone made Yami bristle. “I’m not in the mood for jokes.”

“Sorry. Didn’t know how else to cut in.”

Josele just grounding at him „what are you doing here?“

Sukehiro just glare at here „to looking after you after you idiot husband don’t do pretty well and as fare I see you too jo“

Josele glare back „what want you too hear sukehiro? You did hear and know why we are in the mode why? Why can’t ida trust us why did I snapped at her why? And now she is gone………

Sukehiro just stare at her and go more in „ I understand you point but I can understand Ida really good my parents were shi€y too and trusting someone? Really Ida didn’t get over her trauma even also why shouldn’t she have bad thoughts

Josele glare at him but looking exhausted at him“what do you mean?“

Sukehiro just see more mud and ice „well ida know parenting just as what really bad and grow up whit out someone to protecting her she is like a stray dog even whit ur help she is not over it but she understands how it should be you know?

Josele stare at him“but Ida know we didn’t want something bad from Sterling she remembers her time as a child whit us we didn’t never harm her“beginning to cry

Sukehiro just stare to“ well what did she see as a child Nacht whas a angsty teen wo did go to the dark side and did devil shi€ and other stuff and you? You know how to kill animals and your talk whit Morgan whit the magic night? And so……..and then she did see how Morgan did die

Josele cry“ but we didn’t want something bad!!!!! Why!? Now is she gone and nobody know wo she is!!!!

Sukehiro just stare at her he doesn’t even know wo Ida is or if she did something stupid and the letter doesn’t approve her mental health……..yes he is uncomfortable this Ida is missing

Sukehiro looking at her „I know jo I’m not happy too we all are not happy but she will be for sure just be a Emo child and come back after a wile if not we finde her“laugh

Josele crying „what if not? Nacht can’t finde her!!! What if worse happened because he can’t finde her shadow!!!!

Yami looking now at her yes he know what she mean „look josele Ida wouldn’t do it ida is strong and she is not this worse if she end just like Nacht the idiot“as he say it take he a smoke

Josele sish „ok yami but can you go now I need time…….

Yami just nodding at her „fine but say if something is wrong jo don’t be a idiot

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After tow day’s

Ryu just looking at ichika and the food she give him „so fare I understand make Ida right now depression cooking right now?

Ichika just nodding „yes she does or she laying around and crying I think you can say nii-San Ida is here

Ryu smile at her „yes it’s would be good her Family getting really sic€ from searching especially her brother I believe they all ready to talk it out I will inform them today sukehiro smoke a lot even after Ida’s fleets here to us………

Ichika just nodding „good I will go now to her see what I can do

Ryu just nodding at her“good Have good luck right now sleep Ida

Ichika nodding and go to home

#ida Faust #josele canty #Heinrich faust #nacht faust #yami sukehiro #Ryuya ryudu #ichika yami #noelle silva #vanessa enoteca #black clover #black clover au #oc #black clover oc #run away #hurt a Little comfort?#all are hurt #Nacht over do himself and is day’s awake #josele is a mess #yami try

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